#world

POSTACI ŻEŃSKIE:
✦ Gamora,
✦ Hela,
✦ Raven Darkholme (Mystique).

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POSTACI MĘSKIE:
✧ Loki,
✧ Peter Quill (Star-Lord),
✧ Ultron , Moon Knight, Silver Surfer, Magneto, Wolverine oraz niedawno pojawił się jeszcze ktoś nowy, ale na razie zostawiam to w tajemnicy 😈

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ULUBIONE FILMY Z MCU:
✦ Guardians of the Galaxy vol. 1 & vol. 2,
✦ Thor & Thor: The Dark World, (w sumie Ragnarok też mi ostatnio dobrze siedzi),
✦ Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings.

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ULUBIONE FILMY:
✧ Maleficent & Maleficent: Mistress of Evil & Cruella,
✧ Interstellar & Marsjanin & Passengers & Contact (1997),
✧ Queen of the Damned & Dracula Untold & Only Lovers Left Alive & DragonHeart (1996) & The Addams Family (1991) & The Golden Compass & The Hunger Games & The Great Gatsby <3 & Joe Black <3 & Zootopia ;3 & Up ;3 & Coco ;3 & Wrath of Man & and others... (serce by mnie bolało gdybym serio wymieniła tylko 3) 🙊

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ULUBIONY SERIAL:
✦ Loki (mcu),
✧ Star Trek: Discovery & Orange is the new black & Dark & His Dark Materials & Breaking Bad & Community & The 100 & The Umbrella Academy & Trailer Park Boys & Unfabulous & Drake&Josh & Miodowe lata XD 🙊

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! kolejność przypadkowa !

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THEME SONG BE LIKE (MCU):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YzX05yJXD5M&ab_channel=MarkMothersbaugh-Topic

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•I hope the beaches never change;
The damp smell of the sparkling,salty sea,carried by the wind as you approach the shoreline.

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The bright,soft sand that touches your feet as you sink a little bit inside it.

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The sound of the gushing waves,mixed with the cries of the crows and the seagulls as they fly over your head.

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The sight of the vast,boundless ocean stretching far and wide,meeting the heavens at the horizon.

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And lastly,that ecstatic feeling of newly found freedom that you get,breaking you off and setting you free from that closed,compact cubicle you are stuck in for 8 hours a day;I hope that never changes in the world.

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•I hope the forests never change;
The calm and cool breeze you feel when you step in.

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The lush, green canopies towering above you,daunting you everytime you try to find the sun.

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The sweet smell of the jasmine and the citric smell of the unripe lime, fusing with each other before entering your nostrils.

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The occasional sight of a rabbit leaping by and cutting your path,or a butterfly fluttering by as you approach to make out its colours,or that bird whose name you forgot,resting in her nest, trying to protect her eggs.

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And lastly,that feeling of being a part of nature,the feeling that you now share in common with your distant ancestors;I hope that never changes in the world.

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•I hope the hills never change;
The red and blue flowers popping out in between large patches of green,giving it an appearance of emeralds and rubies stuck on green embroidery.

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The slight feeling out of breath as you trek step by step up the slope.

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The sight of a clear, gurgling stream,cutting the hill like a crack in a glass window,whose water refreshes you as you splash it over your face.

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The whistling wind, throwing you off balance as you stumble up to the top.

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And lastly that view of the ground from up above,the tiny houses and trees looking like toys,reminding you to be humble in life and never think too high of yourself; I hope that never changes in the world.

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My parents, first by teaching me how, and then by planting me in the local YMCA's afterschool program, which was so unstructured and excruciatingly boring that I did nothing but read books or solve the problems in logic puzzles/recreational mathematics magazines until my mother came to pick me up.
I could say that my second-grade teacher helped, but she did everything she could to hinder me. She would physically wrench books out of my hands on the excuse that they weren't "age-appropriate", by which she meant they were of a higher reading level than was "normal" for 2nd grade. She had an obsession with pounding out any differences and making all her students average. She would have been an excellent teacher of the gamma children in Brave New World. However, if she'd allowed me to read, then I would have because her classes were boring too. Part of her obsession with making everyone the same involved handing out the same worksheets every day until every student could get it. And she handed out all the worksheets for the day in one go. So I'd finish them all in an hour, sometimes because I'd seen them so often that I had the answers memorized, and then try to read, which would infuriate her. I love to read! Mostly fantasy, like Harry Potter (all time favorite), Hunger Games, Divergent, Scythe, A good girls guide to murder, currently reading book 5 of The dark tower by Stephen King. As a teenager I read quite some Dutch thrillers and other Dutch books about drama, romance, etc. As a adult im more drawn to English books.

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Don't go there..*Reaper passes you a glare but it is true, they're shockingly just like Ink and Dream-- here's more info from Renrink--*

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Gods aren’t infallible. In the AU, without the Faith of Humans, they will waste away (as they already have). It’s the very reason why Asriel turned to stardust–because the humans no longer had any hope in a world they viewed as being abandoned by the gods. It’s the reason why the gods were desperate enough to be turned into Amalgamates in the Era of Corruption.

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The Balance itself is important because without it–everything will just get thrown into chaos, and no one god has the power to put it back into stability. There are too many gods existing, too many lives, too many inconsistencies and too many of those that the gods have no power over (the Unfaithful) to“force” a balance onto the world. Humans, after all, aren’t of the control of gods. They have their own Free Will, their own agent, and without their acceptance, Gods would be powerless.

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It’s why Chara is so powerful and can enter the realm of gods and murder them. Gods have no power over the unfaithful.

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*Reaper heard that Asriel died from illness but he wasn't aware of that--I don't think any of them are aware otherwise Asgore wouldn't have ordered Reaper to take out Chara if she fell ill..all the events in ReaperTale wouldn't have happened--*

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╱╱ ⠀⠀» ' ⋆ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅ ᴅᴏɢ ᴏꜰ ꜱʜɪᴍᴀɴᴏ! ! !
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⠀⠀⠀⠀Like an innate observer, between the edge of letting himself be carried away by the exciting adrenaline, stopped to investigate her with his gaze every action taken in her part, being eaten by an air of curiosity when noticed a certain unpleasant affliction counterattack his gaze, in addition to the negative gesture in against his bat. Strangeness ran through his thoughts about /perhaps/ having been to blame for that temporary discomfort. She would suddenly leave him a puzzled face, raising a concerned eyebrow.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ᴏʜ? ᴡᴀꜱ ɪ ʀᴜᴅᴇ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴ'?❞

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The yakuza man would make mention of that detail, taking advantage of the silence that invaded the tentative meeting. Actually, he wouldn't even expect an answer. It was just an old compassionate and respectful habit that would be forgotten once the fanged smile returned to the male face, as if he wanted to save the bad memories for another time and not ruin the moment.
The defiant look of the girl only attracted more attention from him, wanting to measure for himself that crazy force that she gave off, in addition to having left clear samples with his fallen subordinates.

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And when there was little distance between them, that mocking comment only added more exciting provocations that he just answered with laughs.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ʙᴡᴀʜᴀʜ! ʏᴀ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ɢᴜᴛꜱ ᴘᴜᴛᴛɪɴ' ꜰᴜᴇʟ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀᴇ, ʟᴀᴅʏ! ʏᴀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟɪʟ' ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴀ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰɪꜱᴛꜱ. ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ!❞

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For some reason handed the bat to her so that she could use it in the battle with all the confidence in the world.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ɪ'ᴅ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴡᴇᴅ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴀɪʀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ. ʜᴏᴡ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴ' ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ꜱᴡɪɴɢ? ɪ'ʟʟ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴛᴀɢᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴅᴅʏᴀ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ? ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ, ɴᴏ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴꜱ ᴏʀ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋꜱ!❞

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He stood in front of her with his arms spread out the sides to clarify becoming the perfect target. And despite the fact that he would now be at a disadvantage, that face full of malice gave a rather bad feeling to whoever saw it.

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⎯ "Athough I'm crazy, I'm curious too!"

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❖Commented the clown laughing and soon after listening to the story of Rouge, which left her surprised at the end.❖

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⎯ "Wow! That's cool, would I be able to get to know this world of yours someday and see more of these other cute creatures like ya?Awww! Hahaha! Shadow? Is this your suitor's name? What a different name... ugly. It's just kidding! That sounds funny! I think it's my turn now, yes?"

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❖A light air escaped between her lips covered in red tones and the blonde's story began.❖

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⎯ "Well, I was part of a circus and then I ran away... Hm... Hahahaha! I'm kidding again! It was just to relax! So I... worked in a nursing home here in the city as a psychiatrist in the past, everything was fine until I met an idiot who claimed to be my patient and turned my whole life upside down after we got involved..."

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❖She said looking straight and serious at the caricature of her ex partner drawn over a dart board on her wall.❖

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⎯ "And the rest... for him I left everything I had, starting to follow the criminal world and getting into other problems... it wasn't easy... And these days, I'm looking to overcome all the terror I went through with him..."

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There is a uniform that landscape photographers wear. Dark jeans, brown boots, a beanie over hair that is held perfectly in place by product so that it has all of the ruggedness of a windswept Britain without any of the, yknow, wind. These photographers will spend an hour with a camera and ten hours with Lightroom and Photoshop. The end result will be posted on Instagram with a comment like "So blessed to have been able to capture this shot" as if they haven't been pulling and stretching at the curves and luminescence until it looks absolutely nothing like that blessed shot.

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He was one of these photographers. There was no emotion to it. It didn't blow him away, the world. One of the first things he said to me was that it was really unfair that I had more followers on Instagram than he did. So maybe that should have been a red flag, but it just looked a little rosy at that stage.

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Anyway, it was a couple of months in. He said he wanted to take pictures of me - but naked, posed in a bath. At this point in time, I couldn't even look at myself in a swimsuit - I haven't been in the water in months. I was still adjusting to life post-You. I wasn't eating. I was working out 4 to 8 hours a day.
And he wanted my body to adjust, the same way he did with landscapes. To analyse it, dissect it, find it wanting. And god knows I was finding it wanting - enough for both of us, enough for the whole goddamned world. I said I wasn't comfy with that, and he disregarded it. Said that he'd find a way to make me comfy with the idea.

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Long story short, he didn't. I said "we want different things." He said that I was being - and I quote - a frigid bitch. It didn't feel funny to me.

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