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stickyspeckledlight · 22 days
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VERY short drabble based on @harmonysanreads recent brainrot-quick thought whatever you call it post, of sunday singing lullabies
you used to think sunday to be a kind man, but recently, he's revealed his true colors; which leaves you here, tossing and turning.
at his betrayal and from your stress and hate, you transmitted your unbridled rage toward him. from one halovian to another, nothing so out of the ordinary (though, the brutality of those emotions was another matter entirely).
perhaps sunday wasn't completely shaken (for how else could he have remained as head of the Oak Family?), but it certainly had an effect. he didn't notice that one of his lapels fell slightly askew for three minutes, in fact. it was a sweet victory, but if you bite the hand that feeds you, why should you expect to have kept eating from it?
it must've been hours ago, but those waves of emotions he sent to you still run through you. you can't decipher them, when you're so overwhelmed---
love, obsession, love, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, love, worship, my dove my creed---
you scream into your pillow. your migraine may have degraded into a headache, and the agony may not be so intense, but its still the same flavor. it's acrid and cracking on your tongue. every time you think you've spat it out or rinsed it out, it grows back into an arid patch on your tongue.
you can't sleep. you want to sleep for a reprieve, yet if you do...
what else would sunday send to you, in your dreams?
"you're awake," the door opens, greeting you with that awful voice, "at this hour?" there is a particularly way sunday speaks, when he thinks you unruly, but not enough to properly punish. it's infantilizing, chiding, antagonizing, yet also warm. it reminds you of a mother, one who couldn't bear to let her children go, to let them step out of the lines she set. "i understand that you are still in the process of transitioning, but bear in mind that you---"
"what makes you think I can even relax, after that?" you hiss, "that...that..." you take a sharp inhale when a pang of agony hits.
sunday hums dismissively. "merely the consequences of your actions. do not worry. so long as you don't step out of line, I will ensure you only the best, as a valued member of the Family...and a 'dove.'"
you hiss with frustration. your mind is far too occupied trying to not collapse and break down, and there's no retort you can offer sunday. you close your eyes, and wrap your blankets tighter, till you are trapped in a coil.
the bed dips, and a glove hand runs through your hair. you know who it belongs to, but the touch is warm, kind, and you can fool yourself into thinking it to be loving. it is a relief from the weight of the past hours.
and comes a calm, harmonious, melodious hum. you nearly jolt from as the agonizing weight in your mind gets replaced with the kind warmth of a fire, the sweetness of soulglad, and the security you find within sunday's arms---huh? wha---the softness of sunday's lips, the beauty of his smile, his enthralling gaze, his downy feathers which accompany wonderfully silken hair.
gloved fingers encourage your eyes to shut, and you abide, wrapped in this soothing, blissful melody, and let yourself be carried away into a dream.
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johbeil · 8 months
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Oasis of calm
Lüneburg, Germany. Leica R5 with 50 mm Summilux on Silbersalz 50D film.
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justzawe · 7 months
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theststyle This Sunday: we meet wonder woman Zawe Ashton. She talks motherhood, body image and why she loves a good gong bath. Plus, ahead of a new book, Style's columnist India Knight shares everything she's learnt about beauty (and what really works).
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nayruwu · 30 days
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Fem shinya & fem guren! & in cute clothes not those uniforms please.
bless you a thousand times for sparing me the fucking uniforms🙏🏻
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i've actually been wanting to draw them again for a whiiile so thank you~
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can we get period blood gabv1el pretty please with a railcoin on top
Sighs deeply.
Fine. It’s scheduled for Sunday
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tumbling-dyce · 1 year
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Pines of Rome
The streets of Rome - Cecchignola. Lubitel 166 Universal on Redscale XR 120 film.
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martyrbat · 1 year
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[ID: an uncoloured drawing for a panel next to the publicized version. They're both from the comic Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight #194. In them, Batman is shown from the waist up. He's looking at Jim Gordon, who's off panel, with a penitent expression after being accused of something he secretly did do. He has his palm pressed against his chest and is blocking the bat emblem as his other hand is clasped ontop of it. In the initial drawing, there's a halo floating above his head as well as several tiny hearts mixed in with the lights that surround him. In the publicized panel, the hearts and halo has been removed and two speech bubbles have been added. He's in front of a terra rose background and is starting to say, “Jim, I don't even know what you're...” But Jim cuts him off, saying, “Stop it. I'm tired of this.”
The third photo is a description of the drawing from the artist's (Seth Fisher) website. It reads: This is another page that the DC editors changed: no halos or hearts around Batman, no matter how (disingenuously) contrite he is. In the final edition, the halo and heart in the center bottom frame have been excised.]
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gretarayofficial · 4 months
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Lottare per la perfezione è il più grande freno che esista…
Invece, lotta per l’eccellenza, facendo del tuo meglio.
Felice domenica ❤️
@gretarayofficial
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uniquezombiedestiny · 2 months
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Why was I made this way?
full text (its bella monologue sunday!):
"I'm always here to help." That's what I always say! But sometimes, I have to wonder, well… why else am I here? Whenever I fall down or… or have one of those bad days, I just think, "Well, there's work tomorrow." Hm? Oh, it's not that bad. You get used to it. But anyways, sometimes it just makes me think - what am I? Outside of being your Captain-… I know my name. But what's my purpose? What's the meaning of all my time here? Because so many horrible things keep happening. So many- so many spikes, penetrating straight through my mind; so many things made to laugh and jeer at me; "You couldn't do it! You never could. Never." What else was I possibly made for other than to help you? I wasn't born the way a person was. I was built like a machine, all my life… So why.. Why do I feel anything? Why does everything just drag me down? Why can't I let go of everything I feel while everyone else diligently works? It's tiring. Really tiring. So why couldn't I have just been built out of metal and wires instead? Why couldn't they have just made me a machine? A perfect, unfeeling metal body. Noone could ever hurt me again. I'd never have to cry; to deliberate; to feel guilty about anything… Why? Why was I made this way? Why am I a human being at all in this place… if not to fail..?
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johbeil · 8 months
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View through a parking lot booth
Rome, near Via Laurentina, Italy. Leica R4 with 35 mm Summicron on expired Solaris color print film.
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justzawe · 7 months
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Zawe Ashton’s photo shoot with The Sunday Times Style
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pizzaheadtv · 1 year
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Pizzahead at ACEN this saturday today! I'll be there on sunday too! (Maybe)
I made this in one evening, so I wasn't able to find gloves or a clown nose. But soon... I will improve the cosplay.
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brian-in-finance · 8 months
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David Eustace, from
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The Prince Akatoki, London, 2023 / Photo: BJ Stewart / Brian’s Post 3 May 2023
And…
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SWG3 Studio Warehouse, Glasgow, 13 July 2017 /from Brian’s Post 29 April 2021
Remember Forget Me Not? 🍸
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voguefashion · 7 months
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Kristen McMenamy photographed by Melanie + Ramon for The Sunday Times Style, October 15th, 2023.
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art-emide · 11 months
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Sto spammando troppi miei outfit, ultimamente 👀
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general-dar-benn · 7 months
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Zawe for The Sunday Times Style
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