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Oil pastel colour painting
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Unwillingly With You ni heartful_soul

"What are you doing in my kitchen?" And yet again there it goes again the same mantra - My house - My terrace - My room and now My kitchen too? Really ? Why this man is so obsessed with MY title. "Nothing I was just thinking to built a swimming pool here wouldn't it look cool and it's quite spacious too what say ?" I said while crossing my arms below my chest. "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense." He spoke irritatedly. "Then stop asking nonsense !" I retorted back just how he did. "Why someone will be in kitchen? Offcourse to cook now do one thing go bring that mop stick from there and clean this mess which you made." with that I turned back and started stirring my mixture in the bowl. I have to take milk from fridge. I made it note mentally before I forget it. "Wait what? Did you just ask me to clean this mess?" And I can tell you he must be pointing his finger to himself. "No I'm not asking you but I'm telling you ! " I said without looking back. .__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__ Hey Samaira Agarwal here, I'm 23 and I live with my beautiful, chubby, talkative yet strict women whom I called Mom. Well about Dad it's better not talk about him. Being single mom was hard for her and even more hard when you live in so-called Dream City Mumbai. She fulfilled all her duties and responsibilities towards me yet all her promises except one which was staying with me. Forever. I still couldn't believe that she really left me, because still I was waiting in my room like now my mom will barge in with spatula in her hand. After her funeral my mom's best friend Mrs. Meera Sharma, she came like fairy god mother, she let me in her motherly warmth love. Time was letting me heal myself until her elder son decide to come back home from Canada after 3 years... ◆Well enough of disclosure what happens further in their lives join in this journey of Unwillingly With you. ◆

Get Inspired ni ahuaastha

Honestly, rather than story it is my space of venting out my thoughts. # motivation 💫 #smile #laughter # inspiration # my space # thoughts # ideas # stories ..many more 😊 ::::::;;;;;;;;;;::::::::::; Spread smile spread love spread positivity:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

White Canvas ni Kageeee01

A chance encounter by an art studio brings Viella and Kai together, sparking an undeniable attraction. With each brushstroke, each shared moment, Viella becomes more entangled in his complex world. As their romance ignites, Viella is torn between her desire for Kai and her growing unease about his hidden truths. Will she be able to trust him, or will the shadows of his past consume the future? A thriller romance filled with twists, turns, and the blurred lines between truth and darkness, where love and lies are intertwined. WHITE CANVAS. Book 1: The Palette & The Petal Duet.

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 ||𝐊𝐓𝐇|| ni lilminieffs

ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ, ʜɪs ɢᴀᴢᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇɴsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. "𝐈 𝐨𝐰𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧." ᴋᴀɪʀᴀ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ, ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ғᴜʟʟ. "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬, 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬." --- ɪɴ ᴀ sᴇʀᴇɴᴇ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɢᴇ sᴜʀʀᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴇɴᴅʟᴇss ʟᴀᴠᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ғɪᴇʟᴅs, ᴘᴀᴛᴇʟ ᴋᴀɪʀᴀ, ᴀ ʙᴏʟᴅ ᴘᴇʀғᴜᴍᴇʀ sᴇᴇᴋɪɴɢ ғʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ ғʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ, ᴄʀᴏssᴇs ᴘᴀᴛʜs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ, ᴀ ʀᴇᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ʜɪs ᴏᴡɴ sᴄᴀʀs. ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇʟɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ sᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ʟᴀᴠᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴡᴇᴀᴠᴇs ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇs ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ғɪɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇxᴛʀᴀᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀʀʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴡᴏ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ sᴏᴜʟs ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ʙᴜɪʟᴅ ᴀ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴍɪᴅsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ? ᴅɪᴠᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴ, ʀᴇsɪʟɪᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇɴɪᴀʙʟᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ᴏғ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇs. ---

🎨 Multifandom Artbook🖌 ni Nightbooklet

This is my new artbook. I'll explain you about my arts/drawings. I'll start draw them & you'll see on the next chapters of my art works/posts for my contents. ☺️💕 Have a great day & Hope you love them 😘❤️ PS: Posts/Arts & Tags at social media by me 😉🎨👩🎨

The Gleaming Ardours ✔️ ni yaris052018

[🌟Featured by CoffeeCommunity in #Cappuccino; by PsychologicalNovel in #Poetic Penumbra; by WattpadPoetry in #Stygian Skies (Dark)] From, The only copyright owner of this art. To, The only comrades who pursue my spirit. Sub : A short ideology of what it's all about. Hello gentle souls, This work contains my world of words, in the form of poems usually coded from my sight. I sculpt on whatever inspires me in my life, be it people or thoughts or emotions and be it good or mild or bad. I write about life's happenings, philosophy, dark times and whatever sets my soul on fire; be it cheery or agony. My quacking feelings are secretly bound to my poems. Through these words I connect my cosmic chords of life to this endless celestial universe. Maybe they would be a pill that you craved for, to heal the thirsty maims of your soul. A potion of strength, you need to confront the rest of your life's tossing toll. I welcome you all to this theurgic world of mine that is made with a crown of words, all set to the rhythm of life. Try to seek the etsy pieces of my soul inscribed in it. With love, Yaris 🔆 ..◇..■..◇..■..◇..■..◇..■..◇..■..◇.. Churn the tears to elixir of courage 💧 Grind the goodness to fire the rotten 🔥 Crush the demon inside to radiate vibrance🕯 To dawn on eternal wisdom and resurrection 💝 - Yaris words ✔ ..◇..■..◇..■..◇..■..◇..■..◇..■..◇.. 📍IMPRRESSIVE RANKINGS📍 🏆157/267.K in #poetry 🏆1/244 in #vain 🏆 23/4.57K in #inspiring Cover credits : #AdriannaRaines3172

||OLD|| R E V I V A L (a Finger Paintings Sequel) ni FentonGizmo

TRIGGER WARNING. This story will contain, stitches, blood, mentions of past deaths, harmful thoughts, and more. This story is not for people with light hearts. If you becone disturbed or dislike these topics please do not read this. If there are any topics that I missed or you would like me to state while you read this please let me know and I will update this :) Thank you for reading, and enjoy the story. ~~~~~ After a shocking series of events, leaving some people in the hotel in a state of despair, Fan decides to follow in his late partner's footsteps, and figure out something to fix it. But something is wrong. Paintbrush might be gone, but nothing can ever be the same. Nothing will be the same, ever again. ~~~~~ PLEASE, IF YOU DONT WANT TO BE SPOILED OR YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED FINGER PAINTINGS GO READ IT, THIS IS A SEQUEL AND ITS GOING TO BE FILLED WITH SPOILERS XHWVX ~~~~~ CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. THEY BELONG TO ANIMATIONEPIC ON YOUTUBE. GO WATCH INANIMATE INSANITY TO GET A BETTER IDEA OF THE CHARACTERS.

Red Paint ni ObjectShowFreak108

Red is a beautiful color, especially red paint. But some may love the color a bit to "much".. This book will have a inconsistent updates unlike Meeple Virus but I'll still try to keep consistent of the updates WARING, there is -Murder -A bit of spice (nothing inappropriate btw) -and some will contain drawings and will have blood or some violence, this doesn't apply to all drawings. And there will be a warning if there is a bloody drawing in the chapter/part. -and attempted child murder- (YOU'VE BEEN WARNED WITH THIS ONE) -And taking advantage of someone's emotions

A Splash of Paint and a Wave of Emotions (Camilo Madrigal X F!Reader) ni Bleepiebloop

⟨ status: complete ⟩ "They say artists are nothing but sad people, unaccepted by society of who they are. Masking themselves in 'personas' to fit in." She turned to him, placing her beloved paintbrush on the table with her face adorning a beautiful miniscule smile that he wouldn't dare miss. "Now I ask of you again, who are you Camilo Madrigal?" (Cross posted on Archive of Our Own)

A Single Stroke ✔️ ni fictional_reality96

Emery Cohen loves to paint. Painting is his heart and soul; it is the very reason he exists. He believes all it takes to change the world is to add a splash of color in all the gray places. He quickly learns nothing is so simple. Emery can hardly keep his grades up. His dad is an alcoholic and his mom died when he was young. He's told he likely won't even make it to graduation. But those are only components of the gray world; something that can't consume him as long as he has a paintbrush and some paints. Living life in color means doing what you want, embracing your talents, maybe even falling in love and giving color to those in need of it. But what happens when you give all the color you have to the rest of the world? And what if the only thing that gives you color--your paintbrush--gets lost in the gray world, too? *** Started: 11/21/16 Finished: 6/21/17

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𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 ||𝐊𝐓𝐇|| cover

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A Splash of Paint and a Wave of Emotions (Camilo Madrigal X F!Reader) cover

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Unwillingly With You

"What are you doing in my kitchen?" And yet again there it goes again the same mantra - My house - My terrace - My room and now My kitchen too? Really ? Why this man is so obsessed with MY title. "Nothing I was just thinking to built a swimming pool here wouldn't it look cool and it's quite spacious too what say ?" I said while crossing my arms below my chest. "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense." He spoke irritatedly. "Then stop asking nonsense !" I retorted back just how he did. "Why someone will be in kitchen? Offcourse to cook now do one thing go bring that mop stick from there and clean this mess which you made." with that I turned back and started stirring my mixture in the bowl. I have to take milk from fridge. I made it note mentally before I forget it. "Wait what? Did you just ask me to clean this mess?" And I can tell you he must be pointing his finger to himself. "No I'm not asking you but I'm telling you ! " I said without looking back. .............. Hey Samaira Agarwal here, I'm 23 and I live with my beautiful, chubby, talkative yet strict women whom I called Mom. Well about Dad it's better not talk about him. Being single mom was hard for her and even more hard when you live in so-called Dream City Mumbai. She fulfilled all her duties and responsibilities towards me yet all her promises except one which was staying with me. Forever. I still couldn't believe that she really left me, because still I was waiting in my room like now my mom will barge in with spatula in her hand. After her funeral my mom's best friend Mrs. Meera Sharma, she came like fairy god mother, she let me in her motherly warmth love. Time was letting me heal myself until her elder son decide to come back home from Canada after 3 years... ◆Well enough of disclosure what happens further in their lives join in this journey of Unwillingly With you. ◆

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