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peacefulandcozy · 5 months
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nickdewolfarchive · 3 months
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boston, massachusetts 1968
candid charles street, beacon hill
photograph by nick dewolf https://www.flickr.com/photos/dboo/9357656959
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lottielies · 2 months
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delachaise · 2 months
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Shedding Lionskin
by BeaconHill
Summary:
When Dumbledore realizes that the wards around Four Privet Drive have fallen, putting Harry in grave danger, he gets his chance: Dumbledore offers to have him hidden behind a new name and new face, placed with the family of an Order member so he can return to Hogwarts incognito. Harry accepts, but he can't truly expect the persona that unfolds: the Terror of Little Whinging Primary reborn as the cunning, Dark, and ever so Slytherin girl, Miss Iolanthe Snape.
Nymphadora Tonks mentors in the art of self-changing.
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tynatunis · 1 year
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Sublissime appartement à Boston réalisé par l'architecte designer Nicole Hogarty. Une nouvelle publication dans Elle Décor India . Visual 1. Avenue Road lounge chairs with Powell & Bonnell side table and Porta Romano table lamp on oval-shaped Landry&Arcari wool and silk rug make for a warm sitting in the living room; Photography credits Jared Kuzia Photography Visual 2. Layered majorly in tones of black, white and brown is this living room featuring Nadee and Albero d’Oro artwork over a fireplace by Newbury Fine Arts, Agatha sconces and Dante cabinet from Holly Hunt, the Bright Group leather wrapped coffee tables and Anees facing sofas on Landry&Arcari wool and silk rugs; Photography credits Jared Kuzia Photography Visual 7. Capturing attention is this Yoahn Han and Titan Arum II artwork from Chase Young Gallery beneath which is a custom sideboard designed by Furniture Design Services reflecting Landry and Arcari area rug. The chair placed adjacent to the primary bedroom hallway is from Avenue Road and the sculpture and lamp are by Holly Hunt; Photography credits Jared Kuzia Photography Visual 8. Showcasing Yubiwaza artwork of Jeannie Motherwell, Gregorious Pineo lamp on walnut with brass inlay custom console designed by Nicole Hogarty Designs is this family room nook; Photography credits Jared Kuzia Photography City living… @nicolehogartydesigns @jaredkuziaphoto #beaconhill #boston #view #detailsmatter #brownstones #interiordesign #bostondesigners #Repost @lmdesignstudio.no Chic o rama - curv a licious ! : : : @nicolehogartydesigns | @jaredkuziaphoto @lmdesignstudio.no https://www.instagram.com/p/CnlhhyZtRJA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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thebostonlens · 2 years
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Sunset views from Beacon Hill #boston #beaconhill #sunset #summernights (at Boston, Massachusetts) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg2vDAsJuGi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ashymcgee · 1 year
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I love it when new people meet new people! . @waystonewargaming and @stboxsea got to talk maps, games, space marine animation and Mimosas! . #waystone #Ballard #smashthebox #art #urbanplanning #maps #tabletop #Seattle #beaconhill (at Waystone Wargaming Speakeasy) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoTVEB1pdoimlKaKMDyjTQwVuBiJMl8SaZyfY80/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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cakeniron · 1 year
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I love it when new people meet new people! . @waystonewargaming and @stboxsea got to talk maps, games, space marine animation and Mimosas! . #waystone #Ballard #smashthebox #art #urbanplanning #maps #tabletop #Seattle #beaconhill (at Waystone Wargaming Speakeasy) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoTU-WpJKrX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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thenewenglander · 2 years
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A warm welcome 🎃 #fallinboston #newengland #beaconhill #boston (at Beacon Hill) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjzCPppL2dX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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robfrid · 2 years
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Forgot how #great #boston is! Especially with #family ❤️ #love #friends #tourist #northend #backbay #beaconhill #bostoncommon #paulrevere #americanhistory #skyline #beautiful #sohot but #somuchfun #water #ugh #adorable #greatniece #greatuncle #soold #lol https://www.instagram.com/p/Cgan94TrRIY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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pixiekiwi · 2 months
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Comfort || Stiles Stilinski x fem!Reader
a/n: if you’re interested, i am writing a stiles stilinski x fem!oc on my wattpad linked here: veggiekiwi
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warnings: angst, mentions of death
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“I’m so tired.”
Were the three words that finally broke you, hearing them uttered from your boyfriend’s mouth.
Your eyes widened with fear as you turned to Stiles, who was attempting to sleep next to you, after a week of nightmares, waking up screaming - he had probably gotten a total of 8 hours of sleep in the past week. Your heart broke at the sight of him looking at you, something unexplainable swam in his whiskey irises illuminated by the moonlight.
“Oh Stiles,” you whispered, turning your body towards his, your hand traveling to his pale cheek. He was cold, which scared you, and he was crying, which scared you even more. Stiles was never known to break easily, he was a man of honor, portrayed himself as strong, when inside he saw himself as weak.
“I don’t know what to do anymore,” he admitted quietly, tears falling down his nose as he stared into your eyes, “I’m afraid to sleep (Y/N),” he paused. His own larger hand goes to your chin, brushing it softly before retracting it, “I'm afraid.”
You felt like sobbing right then and there, hearing those words fall from his mouth. After the past year of fighting supernatural, it was rare to hear Stiles admit to something like that, after his father almost got sacrificed, after almost losing you. He had to be strong, and especially in front of you.
It wasn’t your turn to be comforted though, instead it was his. You pulled his body into yours, his head resting under yours as you kissed the top of his head, his shoulders beginning to rack with sobs, “I just want to sleep Y/N. I’m tired of these nightmares, the days I think I’m dreaming-” He cut himself off, wrapping his strong arms around your lower frame, they almost felt weak.
You shushed him slowly, stroking his hair in comfort. Truthfully, you didn’t know what to say, you hadn’t gone through what the boy did, so you let him cry into your chest, holding him as much as needed, letting him release the feelings he was keeping within himself.
“It’s okay my love,” you began to whisper, “It’s okay to be tired, you’ve gone through so much, you’re only 17.” You continued to stroke the boy's hair, one hand moving to his back, “You’re the strongest person I know, Stiles.” You admitted, and this was true, out of the whole pack, you truly believed it.
The boy in your arms shook his head slowly, “That’s just it (Y/N),” he whispered, moving from your grasp to meet your eyes, “I’m not strong, I feel so weak. I’m human, I can’t do things the way you can, the way Scott can, I can’t do anything.”
You furrowed your eyebrows at the revelation of the boy's feelings, “Stiles…” You began, your voice low, “That’s not true,” you shook your head, your hands going to the boys under eyes wiping away the tears that continued to fall. “You’re the smartest, strongest person I’ve ever met. You are constantly there for the pack, we can always count on you for anything.” You kissed the boy's cheek tenderly, “You always figure shit out.” You smiled weakly at this statement, hoping to cheer the boy up, which you did slightly. His eyes lit up as they stared into your own.
He shook his head, wiping his tears haphazardly, “You don’t get it.”
Your heart shattered at these words, your eyes casting downward to your legs entangled with his. He was right, you didn’t get it, you never really would. But that wouldn't stop you from trying to understand, Stiles needed you to, whether he knew it or not.
It was silent for a while, your eyes drifting back up to the boy in front of you, his eyes already on you. “I couldn’t have done any of it without you (Y/N),” he spoke, his voice hoarse from crying. His hand moved to your cheek.
You held a small smile at his touch, something that’s always comforted you, “We couldn’t have done it without you. I couldn’t have done it without you Stiles.
His head shook, “I almost lost you (Y/N),” his voice broke with these words, tears fell again at the thought of that fateful night, you in his arms, dying. “There was nothing I could do to save you, I couldn’t take your pain, I couldn’t heal you-“ you cut him off, your gentle hand going to his chin.
“Stiles.” your soft voice echoing in his ears, “I don’t need that from you, what you did, holding me there, comforting me,” you stopped yourself, attempting to hold yourself together, thinking about the way he begged and pleaded for you to be okay that night. “You were everything I needed Stiles.” you pursed your lips, pulling your body closer to his, “You always will be.”
Stiles accepted you moving closer to him, he wrapped and arm around you and used his other to tilt your chin upwards, kissing you tenderly. As he pulled away there was a look of hope in his eye, but something else that you couldn’t decipher. He smiled weakly at you, “I love you (Y/N),” he whispered, his brown eyes scanning your face.
You pushed yourself into his chest, wrapping your arms around his frame and muttering into his bare chest, “I love you Stiles.”
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kvtnisseverdeen · 2 years
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TEEN WOLF MEME: three villains → kate argent
“sweetheart, there are werewolves running around in the world. everything's a joke to me! how else do you think I stay sane?”
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nickdewolfarchive · 5 months
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boston, massachusetts 1973
meter maid, beacon hill
photograph by nick dewolf https://www.flickr.com/photos/dboo/51074554926
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wolfnowl · 1 year
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The first fawn lilies are up in Beacon Hill Park. No camas yet.
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ahoechlinwolf · 1 year
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I'm A Wolf (D.H.)(1) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/130393934-i%27m-a-wolf-d-h-1?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=ahoechlinwolf&wp_originator=1rF0NucGlKyCkIhTkA5D62COUlmrGAndcC9Td6uEqR0cT5D7GpoOaHWlJWkCOkvkm%2BoIkMBnnG6eBlyDTqUDBpuzHhIIIFXcrABxOA4cJ111SEYJuiy9uy7NzClEU8YN 
 ¿Qué pasa cuando un Alpha Verdadero quita una vida? Ya conocemos Teen Wolf, pero sólo desde el punto de vista de Scott, este será un nuevo punto de vista, por fin veremos lo que Scott no vivió. Skyler McCall vuelve a Beacon Hills tras tres años sin ver a su hermano. Mientras que el TrueAlfa estaba viviendo en California, Skyler junto a su padre, se trasladó a Central City, Nueva York, donde después de convertirse en lobo, se juntó con otras manadas y líderes muy poderosos. Tras la muerte de su padre, Sky ha vuelto para rehacer su vida, cosa que no será facil con la gente de su oscuro pasado incordiando y sus nuevas amistades complicándolo todo. Entre esas complicaciones se encuentra el apuesto lobo Derek Hale... Esta historia no sigue el orden de la serie así que no os preocupéis por spoilers de ningún tipo. Los personajes que la protagonizan son la mayoría de la serie excepto la protagonista que es de mi propia invención y algunos otros que pertenecen a DC's Arrow.
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thefirstchimera · 7 months
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verse tag dump
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