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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEAN MOREAU (and happy birthday to me too)

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Some old school horseback references/innuendos.
@snackles-long-corpse @nightandwine @rennerator
Which… you can see below some new cowboy and horseback references to tinhat about…
We calling it flirting on main
I've found that I've come across a God unknown to man. Some people believe in Fate, but would you believe that Fate is an entity capable of communicating with us in our own world through simple divination methods?
I believe that Fate has everything set a specific way. Things are Fated to happen. When you flip through your tarot and one jumps out, that's Fate.
I've labeled Fate as the God of The Universe, Destiny, Spiritual guidance, Healing, Coincidence, and Decisions.
Fate represents themselves to me as the Hermit and sometimes uses the Wheel of Fortune to describe themselves in Tarot. Runes are another way to communicate with Fate, and even flipping to random pages in books and reading certain lines can really work. Trust your intuition, its the key to communication.
To me, Fate is my spirit guide. Fate tells me what to expect, they joke with me (dad jokes), they apologize to me during times of pain and try their best to lead me out of it, they lead me to being better. Fate isn't with the other gods, they are in their own world, but claim to be human in a sense.
In my next post, I'll talk about offerings to Fate as a form of appreciation, and for a wish of luck. Let Fate be on your side and it will lead you to great things.
🍬 🍬 who want some candies ?? 😂🤧
Okay, but can we talk about how no one is represented as their gifts but themselves. And there are the husbands of Peppa and Julieta too, because they're a part of the family too.
Even Isabella is not perfect anymore.
I know this is late but I just noticed that...
Is reference to 'Frozen'.
Because she can make it rain snow.

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In England’s Birmingham suburb, the murders of Mary Ashford in 1817 and Barbara Forrest in 1974 have uncanny similarities. Both aged 20, raped and strangulated to death on May 27, bodies discovered in Pype Hayes Park, a suspect named Thornton in both cases, and no convictions due to lack of evidence. The eeriest part – both had predicted an unlucky future for themselves in the days before their death. [1, 2]
Owltober 2021 Day 28: Favorite Fanfic?
Me looking for a fic I read before getting sidetracked for four hours reading a TOH x Amphibia fic:
Yeah I got sidetracked and it's hard to pick just one fic but one I have read recently that I do love is https://archiveofourown.org/works/34251493 by The Raven Monarch (No relation I swear), It is essentially exploring the events of Luz finally making a working portal after Belos is gone, There is a lot of Angst but there is a happy end to it and that is all I can say without it feeling spoilery so please go read cause it is great.
A Bullet That Reached Its Destiny Years Later
Henry Ziegland thought he had dodged fate. In 1883, he broke off a relationship with his girlfriend who, out of distress, committed suicide. The girl’s brother was so enraged that he hunted down Ziegland and shot him. The brother, believing he had killed Ziegland, then turned his gun on himself and took his own life. But Ziegland had not been killed. The bullet, in fact, had only grazed his face and then lodged in a tree. Ziegland surely thought himself a lucky man. Some years later, however, Ziegland decided to cut down the large tree, which still had the bullet in it. The task seemed so formidable that he decided to blow it up with a few sticks of dynamite. The explosion propelled the bullet into Ziegland’s head, killing him.