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smbhax · 1 year
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Castlevania Chronicles (PS1)
“Original Mode” (X68000) intro and title
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yuotovapeoffice · 1 year
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finina-archives · 4 months
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Colour Pallette test fkekskkddsksksk ft my KNY oc
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(I realized that I haven't revealed her name yet HEL- Her name is Koname Tsuyuno, she's 13! And she died 13- AHEM- and I revealed her breathing style and her rank a few posts back, so I'd figure you guys would already know!)
(Not so) fun fact: the angst story I wrote was basically how her death went, but I figured people don't like oc x canon writings so I turned it into an x reader HHAHAHAHAHA-
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distressed-demon · 5 months
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What's your most recent songs on your Playlist?
Beat It by Michael Jackson and Touchy Feely Fool by AJR :))
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zoneofblog · 2 years
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Every kind of fish is very healthy & very tasty for eating. If we eat fish. Then that fish gives us many types of protein, Minerals & Vitamins. Like-Vitamin-D, Vitamin-A, Calcium, Magnesium & ETC.
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agnes-draws · 3 months
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ey pesar nik ze hadd mibebari kār-e jamāl / bā čonin hosn ze to sabr konam?
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spacehero-23 · 1 year
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Alastair was reciting persian poetry between the kisses...
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Ey pesar nik ze hadd mibebari kār-e jamāl / Bā čonin hosn ze to sabr konam? ///
O boy, you carry the business of beauty beyond all limits / With such beauty you expect me to bide my time?
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ladykissingfish · 1 year
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Konan: I’m doing laundry today. Do you need me to wash your bedding?
Sasori: No, thank you. I can’t; Deidara’s been sleeping in my bed for the past week.
Konan: What’s that got to do with anything?
Sasori, softly: My bed smells like him, now. His warm, soap-scented skin. The shampoo he uses. The smell of the wind and campfire ashes, from the missions we go on. You know I don’t sleep, but having a bed helps me to feel more human. And Deidara’s scent makes me feel alive.
Konan: Aww; that’s so sweet!
*later*
Konam: Oh, Kakuzu; I’m doing laundry. Would you like me to wash your bedding, or —
Kakuzu, looking at the spilled food, drinks and drool that Hidan’s left all over his bed: YES.
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larz-barz · 6 months
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✨KAITO YASEI IS BAE✨
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✨HIROYUKI KAJIWARA IS BAE✨
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✨ALEX IS BAE✨
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Masterlist #2:D
Milo’s character sheet
Milo’s drawing reference
I’m sorry (Basil x Milo)
New Addition (GiYuMiLo)
Teaching an angel (Yuto x Milo)
A knight’s duty (Hachikazu x Milo)
Here for you (Satoshi x Milo)
My persona
Changes (Zeno x Kitari)
Unbearable news (Milo centered)
Your warmth (Hasuki x Milo)
You’re safe now angel (Kaito x Milo)
Comfort cuddles (Yuto x Milo)
It’s ok sweetheart (Obanai x Reader)
Opposite personality (Milo centered)
Sleepy kitty (Hikaru and Milo)
Kitari head-canons
It won’t go away.. (Zeno x Kitari)
Taking risks, saving lives (Milo in Mugen Train)
Updated Milo info post
Brother from another mother (Hikaru and Milo)
How I think Milo’s (hypothetical) death would impact the demon slayer corps
All lies (Yuto x Milo)
Meeting (Hasuki x Milo)
Stomach ache (Yuto x Milo)
Ice cream (Hachikazu x Milo)
Sleepy assistance (Hiroyuki x Milo)
My rp accounts
Argument (Yuto x Milo)
Safe now.. (Yuto x Milo) (part 2 of Argument)
Milo’s thoughts on the other hashiras
Darling (Zeno x Kitari)
Birthday stickering (Hikaru birthday fic)
Birthday struggles (Ayuna birthday fic)
Comfort in your arms (Yuto x Milo)
Sacrifice (Yuto x Milo)
Tag list
Tanjmilo stories
Mistletoe
Destroyed
Lost bow
At fault
Guilt
Shock
Not an inconvenience
Requests
Soft ears (Obanai x Ayuna)
Strong enough (Shinobu and Leah)
Gingerbread house (Basil x Milo)
Library date (Basil x Milo)
First meeting (Obanai x Hanako)
Secret place (Muichiro x Kiyoka)
Katsaridaphobia (Obanai x Ayuna)
A helping hand (Ilona and Milo)
Calm down my love (Giyuu x reader)
Kitty comfort (Milo and big sister! reader)
Falling stars (Basil x Milo)
Wanting to forget (Muichiro x Koname)
Puppet show (Gyomei and Ames)
Silent comfort (Milo and big sister! reader)
Wingwoman (Basil x Milo)
Stress comfort (Ayuna x Obanai) (emergency req)
Comfort from little sis (Milo x older sibling reader) (emergency req)
Lost bow (Tanjiro x Milo)
Hide and seek shenanigans (Michika and Milo centered)
Already gone (Shiina and Milo)
Guilt (Tanjiro x Milo)
Overwhelmed (Zeno x Kitari)
Hide and seek shenanigans: part two (Michika and Milo centered)
Similar but different personalities (Milo and Haruta)
Plushie mischief (Milo and Ames centered)
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honeyandelixir · 10 months
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گو با تو چه کنم تا تو شوی هم درد من
Tell me what do I do so that you become my beloved
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dasht-ae-tanhai · 1 year
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گفتی که دیر و زود به حالت نظر کنم
(Gofti ke dir O zod be halat nazar konam)
آری کنی چو بر سر خاکم گذر کنی
(Ari koni cho bar sare khakam gozar koni)
~ Saadi
You said you would finally get kind to me
Of course, you would when I am dead!
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lasfrases-de-tessa · 10 months
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Alastair's eyes flicked toward the horizon. "Ey pesar, nik ze hadd mibebari kar-e jamal. Ba conin hosn ze to sabr konam?' It is poetry. Or at least, a song. A Persian ghazal. Boy, your beauty is beyond all descripion, How can I wait, when you are so beautiful?"
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lovelyrots · 1 year
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Forced Matrimony
Chapter 12 - We’re All Lonely For Something
FM Masterlist
🏷️- @fax-for
Content Warnings - cop routine (bad cop, good cop), Stockholm is a Syndrome, angst (self angst?), do NOT trust Izuku
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Two bags are tossed onto the steel table in front of Shinso as the agent from before walks in with another, though younger, agent. “This is just some of the evidence turned in against you, but it’s the most damning. You know what this is?”
The unknown agent slaps his hand against some journal and pushes it closer. “I refuse to comment any further until my lawyer is present.” Shinso replies coolly and stares disinterested at the two men. “Mr Hitoshi, we found several items that would implicate you in numerous terrorist plots. Just tell us why, and what all you’ve done and we can help you.” Agent Koname leans closer to the cuffed hero, with a sympathetic face painted on as his partner scoffs and crosses his arms.
Shinso, in turn, leans toward the two agents and without blinking repeats what he’s been saying since he was ‘picked up’. Though forcibly moved sounds better on paper.
“I refuse to comment any further until my lawyer is present. End of discussion.”
The other agent stands and clutches onto the collar of Shinso’s shirt as he pulls him to stand eye-to-eye. “We don’t give a shit. You’re fucked whether or not your lawyer is here, so just admit it.” “Tanaka. Leave him alone, even if he won’t confess to anything, we’ve got more than enough evidence to convict him.” Koname explains calmly as Shinso is let go, looking as unbothered as ever.
“I’ll be honest with you, since nothing else matters: we have solid evidence that you were involved with members of Shigaraki’s group, we have evidence that you called just minutes before the raid on their base in some attempt to help them, and we have evidence that you murdered one of their members as some initiation.” Shinso’s brows furrowed as Koname finished, confusion and skepticism dancing around his mind as he shifted in his seat.
“I know there’s at least one camera and mic in here so I’ll recind my previous statement for now. I have no idea what you’re talking about; anytime I was near that location or any members that were there, I was working undercover and reported every interaction as I’ve always been instructed to. I never murdered anyone, I don’t exactly have the skill set for that.” He keeps his tone calm and level, never raising it or letting his internal panic be known.
“So you admit you did call just before the raid happened? Letting your boss know to get out?” The younger one, Tanaka, leans forward as Koname turns away. “I was letting a civilian that I knew was staying there know so she wouldn’t get caught up in it. I never spoke to Shigaraki. Now that I’ve said my piece, I refuse to say anything further until I have my attorney present.”
With that, Shinso leans away from the two and lets his head fall back to look up at the dark gray ceiling, essentially ignoring the agents in front of him.
“You lying bastard, I ought to teach you some respe-“ “That’s enough. Let’s leave him to sit while he waits.” Koname interrupts the younger man and almost has to drag him out of the room, the slamming of the door behind them is the last thing Shinso hears before he’s left with the overwhelming silence.
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‘He’s late, again.’ You sigh and lay back on the couch, staring boredly at the pristine white ceiling. The dull sounds of the show you had as background noise becomes nothing as your mind slips from the present to wonder about what he’s doing that’s been making him late so often.
‘Is he getting bored of me? Maybe he’s finally feeling guilty about…well everything. Could I use that to get him to let me leave?’
You were deep in thought, reflecting on the past week and a half and how Izuku, once a cuddle-fiend that refused to not touch you in some way, now barely gives you a glance before he’s out the door.
You were suspicious at first, thinking it was some ploy or ruse to trick you into doing something so he’d get to punish you. But he’d still lock up everything when he’d leave and double check the locks when he’d get home back, he just doesn’t…act the same towards you.
You refuse to admit that the lack of affection and attention from him makes the sense of loneliness that much more invasive, but a tiny voice deep within you cheers when he does deign to hold you just a little longer.
You despise that part of you, but when it’s just you stuck in this big house with just the bland noise of reality tv…you can’t help but want him to just hold you or talk to you a little more if it means you won’t feel the creeping solitude for a second more.
You often catch yourself looking down at your hand, at the starburst pattern you two share, and trace the lines with your eyes or when you let your mind wander, you may ignore your hand moving to gently hold or rub the marking.
Just something to keep your hand busy, that’s all.
Your head snaps towards the front door as you hear the locks moving and the humming from Izuku as he steps inside. “I’m home!” He calls out as you idly watch him lock the door behind him, smoothly moving to each lock with practiced ease.
“And I brought dinner! I’m off for a bit so I thought we’d celebrate with takeout.” You strain to look at the bag in his hand as he puts his work shoes away, unconsciously stopping at the starburst marking on his hand barely peeking out from his glove.
‘Why’s he still wearing his glove? He’s never worn either of them when he’s here, so why now? Or has he?’ Thoughts bounce into each other as your eyes follow him to the dining table, locked on his covered hand as it pulls different containers out. ‘Did he hurt his hand? Maybe someone put crazy glue in his glove and it’s stuck now.’
“Y/N? Are you okay?” That snaps you out of the weird trance you locked in, though your mouth and brain still aren’t on the same wavelength. “What did you call me?” The words leave your lips, something your brain regrets as that hated voice within takes over.
“Uh, Y/N, you know, your name? Are you okay?” He blinks at you and tilts his head, thick brows furrowed in apparent confusion. “You weren’t answering me or moving so I kept calling your name. You’re not running a fever, are you?” He steps towards you and presses the back of his hand to your forehead before you have a chance to move away.
“Hm, you don’t feel warm.” He mutters and continues to talk, but you stopped listening as you ask yourself something; when did he take his glove off?
You could have sworn he had it on when he came in and up until he called your name, but he used the same hand to touch your forehead and you felt the bare skin of his hand. It didn’t fall onto the floor and you didn’t see it hanging out of one of his pockets. So where did it go, or was it even there?
“Y/N? C’mon and eat, maybe that’ll help you.” He turns around without waiting for you to even move and something snaps.
Your arms reach and grab the back of his shirt before he moves away and you both freeze. You don’t know why you did this, you just know your body acted before you did so there has to be some reason, right?
Your mouth opens and shuts several times, searching for the words to explain why your hands are clenching the fabric of his tee like you don’t want him to move away from you, but you can’t find them. You can’t find any reason you’d want to be left behind, left alone.
You break and a harsh truth weakly crawls its way out. “Don’t leave me alone.” You can’t bear to look at him, both because of your fragile and minuscule pride and the fear that he’ll discard you like a child that’s grown bored with a toy.
He stays quiet but slowly turns around and gently takes your shaking hands into his own as he steps closer to you, bending down to slide his arms around you. “I’ll never leave you alone. Not even in my dreams.” He murmurs as he sits and pulls you to his lap, one hand pressing against your upper back and the other wrapped around your waist, keeping you pressed up against him. Enveloped by him.
You hate this. You hate that for the first time in almost two weeks you feel…peaceful. You feel warm and not alone and it’s like being able to see color and hear music after sitting in silent darkness. The longer the two of you sit there, bodies tangled together, the more the world comes back to you. You can smell the takeout he brought home, you can hear his heartbeat just over the noise of the tv, you can feel the softness of his cotton tee and the warmth from his body melting into yours.
You feel better, but you hate that it’s because of him. You hate it because you know you’re afraid that something in you is changing and you might not hate that change.
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distressed-demon · 27 days
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I've been wondering, what is your personal favorite CoD Zombies map, either in design or story.
Hi, Angel :))
My All Time Top 2 maps are Kino der Toten and Blood of the Dead, they're the maps I know the best when I play. Also you know better than anyone how I feel about the BotD cutscenes, so.
Idk I feel like these are kind of basic answers but that's okay because I live these maps
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transgenderer · 8 months
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judaism very much gives a shit about the moon. the hebrew calendar is lunisolar; every new moon is the start of a new month. we have specific blessings/gratitude prayers for the moon as well. the moon is super important in judaism both historically and today!!
hmm honestly this doesnt seem like caring about the moon that much
hmm okay so heres the text of the basic prayer
Praised are you, O Lord our God, King of the Universe, who created (bara’) the skies with his word, and all heaven’s host with the breath of his mouth. He gave them appointed times and roles, and they never miss their cues, doing their Creator’s (konam) bidding with gladness and joy. He is the true creator (po’el) who acts faithfully, and he has told the moon to renew itself. It is a beautiful crown for the people carried by God from birth (Israel), who will likewise be renewed in the future in order to proclaim the beauty of their creator (yotsram) for his glorious majesty. Praised are you, O Lord, who renews new moons.
this doesnt seem very moon-centric!
however i have to appreciate the old-style religion vibes of thanking god for bringing back the moon
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kanaede-kun7 · 6 days
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Chi mitunam sedatun konam? :0
kana:3
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