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mynameismaradyer:


infinite list of otps  • mara dyer & noah shaw

“If I were to live a thousand years, I would belong to you in all of them. If we were to live a thousand lives, I would want to make you mine in each one.” 

mynameismaradyer:

infinite list of otps  • mara dyer & noah shaw

“If I were to live a thousand years, I would belong to you in all of them. If we were to live a thousand lives, I would want to make you mine in each one.” 


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bosstiel:

YA LIT MEME (1/5 protagonists) —-> Karou 

“Karou was mysterious. She had no apparent family, she never talked about herself, and she was expert at evading questions—for all that her friends knew of her background, she might have sprung whole from the head of Zeus. And she was endlessly surprising. Her pockets were always spilling out curious things: ancient bronze coins, teeth, tiny jade tigers no bigger than her thumbnail. She might reveal, while haggling for sunglasses with an African street vendor, that she spoke fluent Yoruba. Once, Kaz had undressed her to discover a knife hidden in her boot. There was the matter of her being impossible to scare and, of course, there were the scars on her abdomen: three shiny divots that could only have been made by bullets.”

bosstiel:

YA LIT MEME (1/5 protagonists) —-> Karou 

“Karou was mysterious. She had no apparent family, she never talked about herself, and she was expert at evading questions—for all that her friends knew of her background, she might have sprung whole from the head of Zeus. And she was endlessly surprising. Her pockets were always spilling out curious things: ancient bronze coins, teeth, tiny jade tigers no bigger than her thumbnail. She might reveal, while haggling for sunglasses with an African street vendor, that she spoke fluent Yoruba. Once, Kaz had undressed her to discover a knife hidden in her boot. There was the matter of her being impossible to scare and, of course, there were the scars on her abdomen: three shiny divots that could only have been made by bullets.”


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Queen Elizabeth, the Queen Mum, with her three youngest grandchildren: Prince Edward; Lady Sarah Armstrong-Jones; and David, Viscount Linley.

Queen Elizabeth, the Queen Mum, with her three youngest grandchildren: Prince Edward; Lady Sarah Armstrong-Jones; and David, Viscount Linley.

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les-modes:

H. G. The duchess of Marlborough, photo Lafayette. Les Modes August 1902.

les-modes:

H. G. The duchess of Marlborough, photo Lafayette. Les Modes August 1902.


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jaded-mandarin:

Charles Jervas. Portrait of Benjamin Hatley Foote, 1725.

jaded-mandarin:

Charles Jervas. Portrait of Benjamin Hatley Foote, 1725.


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apriki:

history meme - ten moments - Ivan the Terrible kills his son

Ivan the Terrible, the first tsar of Russia in the 16th century, was prone to paranoia and fits of rage. One day, he accused his son - also named Ivan - of inciting rebellion, which the younger Ivan denied. Ivan’s father struck him on the head with his scepter. The younger Ivan fell, barely conscious and with a bleeding wound on his temple. The elder Ivan immediately threw himself at his son, kissing his face and trying to stop the bleeding, whilst repeatedly crying, “May I be damned! I’ve killed my son! I’ve killed my son!”
For the next few days, the elder Ivan prayed incessantly for a miracle, but to no avail. The Tsarevich died on 19 November 1581.

apriki:

history meme - ten moments - Ivan the Terrible kills his son

Ivan the Terrible, the first tsar of Russia in the 16th century, was prone to paranoia and fits of rage. One day, he accused his son - also named Ivan - of inciting rebellion, which the younger Ivan denied. Ivan’s father struck him on the head with his scepter. The younger Ivan fell, barely conscious and with a bleeding wound on his temple. The elder Ivan immediately threw himself at his son, kissing his face and trying to stop the bleeding, whilst repeatedly crying, “May I be damned! I’ve killed my son! I’ve killed my son!”

For the next few days, the elder Ivan prayed incessantly for a miracle, but to no avail. The Tsarevich died on 19 November 1581.


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She has clearly found the Fountain of Youth!!  Happy 35th!!

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