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melancolirio · 3 days
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Cuando estuve mal estuve contigo, ahora he vuelto ¿estoy mal?
- Clody
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alteredstatesstuff · 6 months
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early morning dew
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Sunset moon
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henrik-multicopter · 1 year
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#skyporn #norwegiannature #utepåtur #myphotos #norwaytoday #sunset #clody #solnedgang #yrvær #yrbilder #tv2været #haugesund #visithaugesund #outsideisfree #scenery (ved Haugesund, Norway) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqGdSOSo_9f/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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"Since love grows within you, beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul."
~Saint Augustine
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artsydroopybun · 1 year
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It's a Spooky month oc!!
Does the dance
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Her and Lila are so canon actually, y'all keep Bob I'm taking her.
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rsushiii · 2 years
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Homestuck OCs shenanigans :D
Clodis and Regi belong to me Beautiful libra troll is for beloved @nixensibrat02 And other trolls belong to my friends <3
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yeehawntn · 2 years
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i thought when clody got together i’d feel more calm but i have butterflies!!! they’re just so broken in complimentary ways it’s such a good story
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cosmic-radiocity · 4 months
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Just found out return to oblivion is on spotify and has been for like two years and nobody tell me :(
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crimalwx · 1 year
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they didnt lie that lack of sunlight can make you drop in serotonin
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alteredstatesstuff · 7 months
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island unknown
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giantimpex · 2 years
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klodiz-minikinizz · 2 years
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Tips berpuasa untuk ibu hamil agar tetap sehat dan bugar.
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greekmythcomix · 7 months
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Roman History Chickens: Late Republic
Marcus Tullius CLUCK-ero (Cicero)
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Ti-ROOST (Tiro), his secretary
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Publius Clodi-EGG (Clodius) Pulcher, Cicero’s mortal enemy
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(He’s just LAID his plans at the Bona Dea festival, pretending to be a woman and seducing Caesar’s wife… *apparently*…)
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riabef · 1 year
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✎. The snow guides me to you
SUMMARY: It’s not the easiest task for those to confess their love so easily; yet even in your absence all he can think about is you, so why not try anyways?
FEATURING CAST: Alhaitham!!! hehe secret Santa gift for @prawndip! hi hi this is for you <3
PRONOUNS: gender neutral reader!, second person perspective “You”
WORD COUNT: 1444 words
WARNINGS: i think this is pretty fluffy, just about him going from “I tolerate you I guess” to “oh I think I like you” less in than 2k words
AUTHOR NOTES: writing this never made me feel so single before not going to lie - Wasn’t sure if you celebrated Christmas so I just went with a general winter theme, but changes can be made ^^ just send me an ask and I’ll prepare something else! I know it probably doesn’t snow in Sumeru or like,,,, the rest of Teyvat except for Dragonspine and Snezhnaya but …. Listen it’s for the plot 😔
✉︎ Alhaitham
The first time he met you was under a glittering sheen of snow, the frosty flakes and the cold nipping at his skin. At the time both you and him were only children, exploring the world under your feet, too caught up in the enveloping curiosity you felt; from wandering the Grand Bazaar to the ends of the city where the forest began, it was all so enticing for children to explore.
Despite your curiosities, there would always be a slight difference between you two, and that was that Alhaitham, your childhood friend, was always prepared. On the other hand, you, unfortunately, were not. So when the snow fell from the sky, almost by instinct your head turned towards him as though he was your answer.
Amidst the gray clody skies, coloured in shades of fossil and silver, there stood two children. Just far enough from the city to tune out any merchant chatter, or the noise of the city slowly getting ready for the end of the day; endless footsteps echoed across the pavement. The two children stood, bantering, almost, most likely because of the falling snowflakes.
Capturing one with your hands, you admire it’s beauty, the shaped perfection that these crystals had were utterly breath-taking, of course, if it were not for the cold you wouldn’t have an issue. Unfortunately for you, your archon decided to spare no mercy for the unprepared as the temperatures dropped even lower.
“Does it look like I’m your saviour?” Adorable as he seemed, he looked almost fed up with your antics. In hindsight, he really was adorable, if you ignored the irritation in his voice, or the passive scoldings that he’d give you; with all things considered, he was a good friend. Despite bantering with you from time to time, you truly care for him. And fortunately, that was reciprocated.
“Yes it does actually,” placing a mocking hand on your forehead as you clutched your heart, ready to give a performance that would just shy of opera standards, “my one and only friend. We’ve been through so much in our brief lives, and you’ve always been the one guiding me, the light in the dark-”
“So you’ve forgotten your gloves again?”
“Once again, you are right my dear Watson! Your deduction skills are simply extraordinary!” nodding your head solemnly as though you weren’t talking about your forgotten gloves. You continued, “However, it isn’t as it seems, although it appears as though I’ve misplaced them, or dare I say, forget them. They are here, in my pocket!”
All that fell out of your pockets were marbles.
“While you were having your little soliloquy, I thought it’d be better that at least one of us brings an extra pair,” he sighed, and for a moment you let yourself misleadingly think that maybe he isn’t so bad, perhaps he did have a soft spot for you all along, “of course, to compensate for the other’s forgetfulness.” 
“Sometimes I forget how much of a jerk you are.”
“The feeling’s mutual.” He promptly throws a pair of gloves without any warning, and you let your hands tread across the material very carefully as though it were a prized heirloom. Surprisingly, the glove fit almost as if tailored, and the material was incredibly soft against your skin.
Maybe you wouldn’t be wrong in assuming he cared about you a little more than he let on.
The next time you meet, the both of you are fervent researchers of the Akademiya, eagerly searching for all the answers that didn’t exist, and trying to gain an understanding of the environment around you. Although, Alhaitham supposes that you’ve taken the latter part of that statement a little too seriously as you tried gathering samples of even the flowers around Sumeru City, much less the snow.
Perhaps in a last-ditch effort of finding a perfect thesis, your mind could only find one solution.
As typical years of Akademiya alumni would describe, the arduous process of creating your thesis begins, however it began with searching for the perfect topic. Ideally one that no one had previous research on 
Crouching while trying to stuff some random moss from the pavement, you carefully select your words before voicing them aloud, “Hey Alhaitham-”
“It’s a bad idea.” Flabbergasted, you whipped your head to look at him in disbelief.
“But I didn’t even speak?!”
He sighed, as if expecting the answer, “I’m not wrong though.” 
“Anyways, what if I made my thesis about how good snow tasted?”
“That’d be wonderful, you could even make up another culinary darshan.”
You scoffed, resisting the urge to curse him out further in favour of gathering snow to make into a snowball, juggling it between your two hands as if contemplating your further decision.
Taking notice of this, “If you eat that, I won’t be liable for any physical illnesses you go through.”
“You say that as if you were planning to take care of me in the first place?”
He remains silent.
Although he cherished your smile, and especially your laughter (fuzzy feelings swirl around in his mind, for reasons unknown) he do has to admit that your especially low view of him does hurt him quite a bit. Regardless, he’s content remaining as is. The silent friend who shows up once a blue moon to show they actually care for you, the one who’s been waiting for you to take notice of his feelings, and waiting even longer to accept that maybe he didn’t just tolerate you.
Although unlikely, it’s possible that he’s taken a liking towards you.
The next time he sees you, he’s more than conclusive about his own matters, unable to deny it any longer, all that’s left is to accept his growing feelings for you. Especially with the way that you always seemed to meet him with the change of seasons. Like anyone else, he has his own secret to keep; and his seemed to be that he looked forward to winter for the chance to see you.
As busy students in the Akademiya, it’s not odd that you two find it difficult to share time together outside of the occasional glances shared in the halls with the occasional nods of acknowledgement. Despite this, the saying does go, “the heart grows fonder with absence” and that proved true with Alhaitham.
How ironic was it that someone who vehemently rejected human emotions felt one of the most strongest known feelings?
There was a moment in time where all he could do was spare a glance at you in the library, or the halls. Even if all he could do was spare a few of his thoughts for you, it didn’t help him get over this crush; almost akin to a poet’s longing glances towards their muse, drawn to the inspiration the other offers. It was almost laughable how his thoughts were easily drawn to you the moment the moon rose, when all was quiet in the city, when the lanterns were lit and the citizens drawn into a slumber.
Or perhaps the way his mind would drift to you even while the sun was high up in the sky, when the breeze felt a little too quiet, and the space beside him was unoccupied.
Time passed as endless and unchanging as ever, no compromises to be made, or any hesitation. Just like the grains of sand trickling down the glass, counting down to when he could see you again. Not like it could tell an exact date, but it helped pass the lonesome hours by. The endless feeling of work was a routine he took a liking to; although he found that including you in that routine was something he yearned to do.
It was then that he understood what he needed to do.
Only a letter was left on your desk with elegant writing, the name of the sender and everything was all left out as though it was of no importance; only requesting your presence at midnight at the “place where memories were”.
While you waited in the dark, the snow began to fall from the sky like it had all those years ago, except this time he was not the boy he once was, and you were not the child you once were either. With a smile you only knew that there could only be one person who called your attention like this, and it was him.
If it were anyone else you would’ve been displeased at the simple conversation, but because it was him, Alhaitham, your heart soared above the clouds, yet to reach the ground. 
“I think I love you.”
“Think?”
“I apologize, I know.”
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