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downfalldestiny · 1 year
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The beautiful golden glimpses of the church of Sant Andrea della Valle, Rome, Italy 🇮🇹 !.
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nobeerreviews · 1 year
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I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
-- Pablo Neruda
(Eguisheim, France)
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svt-yexi · 2 months
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Hiii! I don’t think that you’ve ever done this but how about the reactions (glimpse) of the members when they find out that yexi’s dating someone for the first time while she’s in svt? Btw i love your OC 🫶🫶
Glimpse: How the members handle Yexi having a boyfriend
Scoups: he will always see her as the little sister that he helped take care of. He would be hard to impress and would probably be the very last person to approve of someone she dates since the bar he sets is so high because he thinks she deserves perfection.
Jeonghan: he would think Yexi dating is the cutest thing ever. He would be welcoming to the guy until he screwed up. If he screwed up Jeonghan would be the member he should fear most.
Joshua: he'd be willing to help her date and find ways to make sure that her relationship isn't found out. He would be the one that would worry about that the most because he knows that if her relationship is found out that it would be hard for her and the hate would be overwhelming.
Jun: that his baby. He would have a hard time accepting the fact that she's dating. He'd whine and pout about it. As long as she was happy though he would support the relationship.
Hoshi: he'd tease her about it but also be the biggest fan of the relationship as long as it was a healthy one.
Wonwoo: he'd be happy as long as she was happy but the first time the guy made her cry he's basically dead to him. The glares would be deadly.
Woozi: he stays pretty hands off and doesn't have much of an opinion over the matter. But he would encourage her to write lyrics about all the emotions that happen in a relationship.
DK: when she's in a relationship and happy he is the biggest fan. That's his OTP as long as he's treating her right.
Minghao: He will be judging the guy from the first meeting. Scrutinizing everything he does and if he does Yexi dirty Minghao would put his zen life style on hold and throw hands.
Mingyu: he'd be whiney that someone else is taking Yexi's attention. He'd also be grumpy over the fact that he now has to be cautious of skinship with Yexi so it doesn't cause problems, but the day they break up it's back to cuddle time.
Vernon: he has no thoughts about it at all. Date, don't date, he doesn't care. He's supportive as long as she's happy.
Seungkwan: you better believe that if it's someone from the industry that he's going to be getting in touch with all his connections to find out as much as possible about the guy. He has high standards for Yexi and if the guy doesn't meet them, the guy has to go. But he's always there to listen to what she has to say, whether it be gushing or venting.
Dino: if he treats his Noona badly Dino is ready to square up. He just wants her happy and anyone that does not do that is at risk to end up in fisty cuffs.
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random-xpressions · 4 months
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I've seen your splendid soul, I've seen you like a rose blossoming in the middle of a desert, I've seen you as a moon rising on the fourteenth night of the lunar calendar, I've seen you as a white cloud on a summer day, I've seen you as a bird coming out of her nest by dawn, I've seen you as a peacock dancing during the monsoons, I've seen you as a ripened fruit awaiting to be plucked, I've seen you as sea waves crashing against the earth's shore and I've seen you in a thousand different ways and forms - I've seen you with my closed eyes. The sight of your face would only be like the gift of vision being returned to the blind - whenever that veil falls down, I'll count it as the day I've finally passed in through the gates of heaven - my heaven!
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dreamweds · 5 months
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Glimpse of Wedding Day❤️
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caedun · 2 months
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glimpse XXI
((A long-overdue sequel to glimpse XIX, a story I knew the end of but struggled to identify the middle of until recently. More to come in this tale.))
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It was a towering, lopsided thing.
A titled bone, worn by wind and sprouting from its arid host, the only sign of long-gone life in the evaporated wasteland, and now the lone target towards which he journeyed.
From a distance, he had assumed it a structure. The closer he came, the more he considered it a marriage of the geological and xenological, a desperate attempt by a non-native being to turn a lone option for shelter into some form of housing. Even possessed of his own unique sight he could infer the multiple apertures that made for windows and the structural outliers that suggested an inhabitant, but it was not until he neared the "building" that he began to sense what truly mattered: his quarry.
Even well beyond visual range of the entryway, he knew a demon resided within the walls of the makeshift tower. At the realization a long breath, matching the heat of the ash-blasted desert through which he trekked, left his mouth and snaked about his jaw, then his teeth clacked shut and his mind raced as he began to plan his assault.
Really, truly, bearer mine? Even here, on the precipice of your death, you would give yourself to The Hunt? Slay what may very well be the only other living being on this emaciated world? Your dedication would be impressive, were it not towards so worthless a craft.
"Shut up," came his reply, growled aloud to the one heard only by he, by now a practiced response. He distanced his thoughts from his eternal compatriot, gaze flitting between the openings in the structure and what now appeared to be an entryway with a makeshift door.
Twenty metres out. He saw clearer now, as though the outline of the demon's body was visible through the walls.
Fifteen metres out. He released another heated breath, his veins dilating and filling his muscles with scorching blood.
Ten metres out. The demon's motions stopped, hesitant, the pressure of his presence surely noticed by now. He scanned the target; undoubtedly shivan, weakened but fully mobile.
Five metres out. The demon moved towards the entryway, stood just on the other side of the door. His footfalls left scorched glass in the sand and his fists clenched, the cabled muscles in his forearms straining his wristwraps.
One metre out. His body lowered into a bound spring, his eyes widening and lips curling back into a mask of violent rage. He took in a long breath between his teeth, flooding his body with oxygen to power his impending movement. He could cover this distance in less than a second.
The door swung open and he held his stance, the gathered pressure holding, but not releasing, at the sight before him.
The shivan was clad in tattered, sack-cloth robes, the edges faded into the same powdery colour as the dust that covered the planet; none of their typical adornments of crown or pauldron interrupted the slight, ghostly silhouette she cut. A hood obscured her face, but an Illidari perceived every detail of a demon regardless. She bore a wide smile, three of her hands holding what appeared to be a container and two small cups, the other holding the door ajar.
"A guest!" she cried, the fourth hand lifting from the handle to beckon him forward. She quickly spun on a bare heel, heading back into the structure, chattering in Eredun all the while, "I felt your approach and thought I had finally lost it; then I thought you were a Legion assassin but I figured why would they send one after all this time, then as you got closer I realized you have Fel power but you are not of the Legion so I assumed you got lost here like I did but your presence is so threatening that..."
Like an overheated machine expelling steam he slowly released the pressure in his muscles and breast, rising back to standing and watching the shivan slip back inside, gaze lingering on the open doorway. She continued to talk at him, but most of the words passed around and above him as he mused on the situation, his expression stony and flat.
Ahh, and now you are suddenly above wanton slaughter. Make up your mind, hunter. Is it curiousity? Pity? The shivan are master manipulators... you should stop wasting my time, kill her, and return to dying slowly in the desert so I can watch.
He ignored his passenger, and stepped forward. The shivan's reaction was extremely uncharacteristic and he could easily measure her strength, which had clearly waned in what appeared to be a very, very long time on this world. Reason got the better of the need to destroy and he paced forward, entering the structure--or, apparently, home.
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niffwave · 2 years
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sliebman10 · 1 year
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Glimpse
(So. I heard it was @soloorganaas‘s birthday today...I wrote an extra scene in the Architect’s Anonymous AU to celebrate. Hope you have a great day!)
Sirius knocked on the bedroom door. “Come on, Remus…we have to pick up James and Dorcas before we get there. We’re going to be late.”
Sirius was already wearing his Purim costume, Gellert, from The Pensieve. He’d even found a cape that matched, and he’d made the sash inscribed with protective runes himself. 
“I’m almost ready,” Remus said.  He hadn’t shown Sirius his costume yet, though he’d caught a glimpse of it the other day. He knew Remus preferred to dress up as Albus and had secured a sword for the occasion.
The door opened, and Remus stepped out, grinning. Sirius’s eyes widened. Remus was wearing a vintage blue suit, a white shirt with a ruffled cravat and a sword strapped to his hip.  
“So…what do you think?” Remus asked, doing a little spin. 
“Wow. You were not kidding about this costume.”
“I believe in attention to detail…you know that, Padfoot.” Remus said, with a little wink. “And you look…delicious.”
Sirius grinned. “If I’d known it was a cape that did it for you, I would have worn one sooner.”
Remus laughed softly as he  pushed Sirius a little, so he was leaning against the wall. He kissed him, softly but insistently. 
Sirius let himself get lost in it for a moment but then pulled away. “Come on.” He took Remus’s hand and led him outside. They walked for a bit, inspiring some stares on the street. James and Dorcas were waiting outside the synagogue, both were also decked out in costumes from The Pensieve.
“Whoa look at you, Black. You went all out,” Dorcas said.
Sirius grinned and pulled Remus close. “I had to impress my most sharp tongued critic.”
James rolled his eyes. “Spare us about Remus’s tongue, yeah? Let’s go in…it’s crowded.”
Remus had been to the synagogue with Sirius before, but was not prepared for the spectacle that was Purim. Everyone was dressed in costume and the crowd was boisterous and noisy. He looked around, slightly overwhelmed and then a group of musicians, dressed as characters from Beauty and the Beast took the stage and the Cantor, who was dressed as Lumiere, spoke into the microphone, asking people to take their seats and telling them the megillah reading would begin momentarily. Groups of kids were walking around with baskets of noisemakers and Sirius handed Remus one.
“What is this for?” Remus wanted to know.
“You’ll see,” Sirius said with a wink. 
The musicians began playing and then the sanctuary quieted down as the Cantor began reading from the scroll that was stretched over the lectern.
Everything was quiet until the room burst to life as people shook their noisemakers and made noise. Remus looked at Sirius. “What the hell?”
“Whenever they read the word ‘Haman,’ the person who wanted to kill the Jews, everyone makes noise and boos,” Sirius explained. Remus nodded, though he was still unprepared the next time it happened. 
By the end though, Remus got the hang of it and even joined in. When the reading ended, everyone got up and walked downstairs to the event space for more celebrating. The four friends looked at each other. “So…is it awkward if we join even if we don’t have kids?” Dorcas asked.
“It’s Remus’s first Purim…he needs to get the full experience,” Sirius said, taking Remus’s hand and leading him downstairs to where the Hebrew school had set up a carnival with games, balloons and face painting.
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madbirdwoman · 6 months
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addisonstars · 5 months
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"a glimpse of us"
written for day 4 of december for @jegulus-microfic with the prompt "glimpse" and a total of 325 words
an: mention of MCD! and present jily with emphasis on past jegulus AND for this fic to work we are pretending that Reg died in his 6th year when James was still in his 7th!!!
“James, James,” Lily was trying to grab his attention from where he was holding her in his arms. “You good mate?” 
Lying through his teeth, he replied with as much confidence as he could muster, “I’m fine Lils, It’s just our N.E.W.T.S. coming up.” He smiles, “You know how it is, the stress and all.” 
“I'm sure you'll do great James, you always do. You’re James Potter anyways.” She smiles and leans her head back against his chest, and he feels her heartbeat thrumming steadily. Unlike Regulus, whos heart, is col-
<I’m only here passing time in her arms>
No. James will not think of Regulus. He has been repeating this mantra for the past months, and yet he still feels it swallowing him, the hurt, the pain, the grief, it’s drowning him. People have started moving on, but it's not really like they cared in the first place. He wasn't a hero in anyone's eyes. Maybe except for his little group of slytherin friends along with Jamie's group. 
He had moved on. He had. It’s been well over six months, and he and Lily have begun to develop something more than a friendship, which is what he always wanted. Right? He didn’t want to prevent Regulus from going to the lake, prevent Regulus from getting the dark mark or anything. Right? 
Right person, not enough time, James thought. He knew he couldn’t dwell on the past. It did him no good, thinking about what could have been. 
<Said I’m fine, said I moved on>
Minutes, hours, days laters- James lost track of time thinking about Regulus- Lily smiled back at him, and it seemed genuine enough for James to believe it, “Alright, I better get back to studying. Goodnight James.” She stood up, looking at him with his grey, no her green eyes. 
<Cause sometimes, I look in her eyes/ 
And that's where I find a glimpse of us>
i saw everyones elses posts about like "oh reg catching a glimpse of james." so. i decided to be different.
lyrics in italics from Glimpse of Us by Joji (and yes I know i did the order of the lyrics backwards haha)
-a.s.
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daysofmenna · 1 year
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Glimpse
On the outside looking in
Everything looks just fine
But my eyes can’t hide what’s inside
Every time you’re by my side
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svt-yexi · 1 year
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Hi! I can’t remember if you’ve ever done something like this before but for the next scenario about yexi’s relationships with the member what about something about how each member reacts when someone is flirting with yexi? And/or how they react when she does a sexy concept whether that’s a solo stage or for a photo shoot? Also wanted to let you know I love yexi and your writing! 💜
Glimpse: How the members handle someone flirting with Yexi
Seungcheol - any guy attempting to flirt with Yexi must be stopped. Any guy must keep a 6ft distance and not even think about putting their grimey hands on her. No one will ever be good enough for her and he doesn't trust anyone with a dick around Yexi (obv members are the exception) and so help any man that ever makes her uncomfortable. Idol image or not he'll throw hands.
Jeonghan - He's just drafting his 'if you hurt her' speech. He knows that if any guy is able to handle the rest of his members plus Yexi then he will have the ability to shine in his best role to date. He may not be the strongest but his ability to be devious and plan is something to be scared of.
Joshua - He watches with a fond smile when she looks like she's enjoying herself. He knows that the fact that she's surrounded by boy members all the time it makes it difficult for guys to have the confidence to approach her. He's fine with it as long as she stays smiling.
Jun - that is his baby. Even when she's in her 70s she'll be too young to date on his eyes. No guy will ever be good enough, even a fellow member. He will try to keep her attention on him rather than whatever cootie covered boy tries to shoot his shot. He knows that it's important to her that he approves of whoever she decides to date and has admitted that he will never approve. She is his baby and he will keep her safe and protected from any (possibly) mean boys.
Hoshi - He will stand and send them tiger glares. If the dude doesn't like tigers, he's out. He tells her that you can't trust a guy who doesn't like tigers. He may be a basket case sometimes but he doesn't fuck around when it comes to Yexi. He tries to intimate any guys just by glaring and with his 10:10 eyes it. Works well.
Wonwoo - he's neutral as long as the guy respects her, but if she ever says no and the guy doesn't listen he's ready to swoop in and give him the iciest glare he can conjur.
Woozi - Secretly he's tried to set her up before. He understands thst the other members are over protective and she deserves love.
Minghao - He wants to let her flourish much to the older members dismay. He roots her on as long as she's happy. Like Wonwoo he will give space but at any point if she looks uncomfortable he's swooping in.
DK - He just wants her happy. As long as they treat her well he doesn't care. He tries to give her privacy in that area.
Mingyu - He's just as bad as Cheol and Jun but he gets mopey. Anyone who steals his best friends attention is a threat in his book. He already had to share her with his members and her other friends and he doesn't wanna share with any more people. He usually will find an excuse to insert himself into the situation or find a way to pull her away.
Seungkwan - if it's someone in the industry he automatically starts messaging anyone that might know them to get any and all info on the guy. He protects from the sidelines and he will be very vocal if he thinks the dude is a waste of time.
Vernon - He doesn't care. Like some of the others as long as she's happy go for it.
Chan - No one is good enough for his Noona. He will straight up ask them what their intentions are. Boy gives no fucks.
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random-xpressions · 8 months
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In a room full of people, I may not be the one sitting right next to you. But oh how would I pray to be given that spot from where I could not miss the sight of even a single lash of your eyes. To bathe myself in the glow of your face, in the charm of your smile, in the subtle invitations of your eyes - I seek no more than that. If not my hands, I'll touch you with my eyes...
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Seizo K. Katsu :: Glimpse [The moon seen behind clouds. Bare vines and fern leaves hang in the foreground from the top of the image before a cloudy sky.], negative 1925; print 1926. Collotype. | The J. Paul Getty Museum
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trentskiiii · 2 years
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a glimpse of us - mason mount
honestly, songs are my biggest ideas right now because i physically am super unoriginal😭 this is fucking shit im so sorry this is the worst fan fic ive ever seen and i wrote it😭😭😭😭
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one in which everything mason’s new girl does, reminds him of you
there it was again. the way she rolled her eyes while laughing or the way she fidgeted with her lips when she was nervous. every little thing only brought one thing to mason’s mind. you.
it had been a few months after your breakup. a mutual one. you felt it was for the better. with mason getting busier with building his career, and you having to work overseas, everything seemed distant. you just felt like it wouldn’t work out. for the first few weeks, you were a mess. although you both were on the same page, it was still hard. ending a 3 year relationship couldn’t have been easy. but slowly, you picked yourself up, piece by piece. mason however, chose to drink his problems away. clubbing every other night, and soon dating a new girl.
“maseeeee, come back to bedddd. i need you.” his new girlfriend, mia whined. he was up early, looking out of her apartment window. he had spent the night after their date. they seemed like the perfect couple to you. date nights now and then but at the same time keeping it lowkey. they never really announced their relationship to the public, but have been seen together a fair amount of times, for people to put two and two together.
but what you didn’t know was, mason never loved her. not like he loved you at least. he needed a distraction. although he knew it was an asshole move, he was too stupid to think. and he was in too deep.
“babe! look at my new earrings!” she said as she showed off her beautiful butterfly earrings. suddenly, his eyes widened. he was silent. the exact same earrings he had gotten you for your 21st birthday. she flaunted it, the same exact way that you did- shaking your head gently to show it dangle. he only managed to smile, “it’s gorgeous, mia.”
after giving her some crap excuse as to why she couldn’t stay over that night, he lie on his bed. his feet still on the ground, knees bent at the edge of the bed. he couldn’t stop thinking of you. he knew he wanted to call you. he needed to. but he was scared. then, he remembered what you always told him when he had trouble making decisions, “fuck it, yolo.”
he picked up his phone and clicked on your contact. once was saved as “baby🤍” and now “y/n”.
“hello?”
“y/n. hi.”
“hi, mason. erm can i help you??”
“y-y-yes. i wanted to say that i miss you.”
“mason, what are you saying? you have a girlfriend mate.” you tried your best not to let your sobs slip out.
“i dont love her, y/n. not like i love you. whenever i look into her eyes, all i see is a glimpse of us. and, and i try to fall her touch, but i just cant. i know it seems like i’ve moved on but i havent. i miss you so much, y/n.” he let out his heart. waiting patiently for your response.
you couldn’t hold it back anymore. your cries and whimpers, all clearly audible to him.
“y/n. please dont cry, baby.”
you laughed a little, embarrassed at the fact that he could hear you sobbing.
“i missed you too, mase.”
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