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mytholots · 5 months
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Ares: Are oranges named orange because oranges are orange or is orange called orange because oranges are orange?
Tyr: Which came first, the orange or the orange?
Athena: Orange was first used to refer the fruit 1280 years ago but was not used as a color until 1000 years ago.
Neit: What was the color called before then?
Bellona: There was no color, duh! Everything was black and white!
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jeekarru · 4 days
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Neit👁️‍🗨️
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shadowdunsparce · 13 days
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insp
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its-just-arz · 2 years
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The drawing was based on ancient Egyptian Goddess Neith who was associated with the spider because she was the weaver of destiny and was known for her hunting abilities with the bow and arrows (I made a simple apep on the tapestry, the giant serpent was one of her offspring) [her shield doesn't look like a shield tho ☹]
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takmiblog · 1 year
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Tripath TA2020-020 という伝説
(前略)いずれにせよ、このチップはもう新品では入手できないのだから、このチップを使った製品が今頃出回っているのも不思議な話。おそらくは中古のチップを買い集めて、それを使って他の部品を安い新品で組み込んだのだろう。当然、中古チップもなくなれば製造できない。きっと、今ある限りで、在庫がなくなり次第おしまい。
そう思ったら、予備にもう1台ほしくなり、届いたその日に、今度は別の店に同じものを注文してしまった。
翌日、それが届いたので、仕事場に持ち込んで、本格的に聴き比べをやってみた。
うちにあるいちばんいい音がするアンプはNEIT2というイギリスのアンプで、30年くらい前に人からもらったもの。その当時で十数万円していたと思う。
これと、出前ミニライブのPA用に購入し、その後は、昨日までテレビの出力につないでいたBOSEの1705と比べてみたのだが、まず、BOSEには圧勝。音の透明感、解像感がまったく違う。BOSEは全体に靄がかかったような感じなのに対して、この2880円アンプはそうしたまどろっこさがない。
NEIT2とはいい勝負。クリアな感じという意味ではこの2880円のほうがいいかもしれない。
デジタル特有の、な~んかがすぽんと抜けているような感じ?もするのだが、サラッと感はNEIT2よりあるかもしれない。NEIT2は粘っこいエネルギー感がある。どっちがいいかは好き好きかなあ。
(https://nikko.us/12/080.html)
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niet-greaternoida · 2 years
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fairyuniverse · 4 months
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catluniscia · 27 days
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My Card where you can find my socials, where to buy my merch, and commission information, and places to support me like ko-fi https://blackmoonrose13.carrd.co/
Speed paint: https://youtube.com/shorts/9uNz_DQyCYc
Speak not the Watchers, Draw not the Watchers, Write not the Watchers, Sculpt not the Watchers, Sing not the Watchers, Call not the Watchers' name. — The commandments of the Cult
There I did it a fanart of each game in the Neir universe…Drakengard isn't really seen as canon to Yoko Taro or at least hasn't put it officially into the universe…from what I saw and researched and was told…with how eh the second game is kinda don't blame.
Anyway in Drakengard 3 which is a prequel we more or less find out about the origin of the cult of the watchers and a lot of interesting things…the tone can kinda get…crass/trying to be deadpool/semi meta and just eh but like the story is good. And this is One with her Twin she made from her own rib…yes we all see the religious allegory. There was concept art with the twins merged similar to the cult of the watchers symbol and I just wanted to draw something…I might draw the other sisters one day…oh that is a lot of people…ugh I have enough on my plate
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thecatfight2023 · 1 year
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mini-bracket 1, match 8
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Neite (Runescape): "Neite is a blue cat, and the girlfriend of Bob the cat. They became involved after Bob discovered he was Robert the Strong. The couple can be seen travelling the world during A Tail of Two Cats."
Black Cat (Divinity Original Sin 2): "Black Cat is an NPC... which follows the first character in party it sees. You can converse with it using the Pet Pal talent, but it doesn't tell you much and seems confused."
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queen-scribbles · 1 year
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Soooo Tragen might be switching lightsaber color soon…👀
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vriendenboekjes · 8 months
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waarom praat hij als pieter-jan van de tennisclub
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jeekarru · 4 days
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Neit one more time:D 👁️‍🗨️
they're my fpe oc and I love him
he's a tiger rrrrrr (and a nurse tho yea, i'm saying it the second time)
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shadowdunsparce · 3 months
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redrew a picrew bc it had The Vibe™ but not the design
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theemporium · 10 months
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Remus saying i love you for the first time
thank you for requesting!🖤
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You knew you loved Remus Lupin very early in your relationship. 
Even if you never said it out loud, you felt it and you tried to show it through your actions rather than your words. You would always make his tea in the mornings during breakfast whilst he buttered some toast for the two of you. You would leave little notes with compliments tucked between the pages of his books. You would let him rest his head on your lap, your fingers tickling across his back in a way that you knew always relaxed him. 
It was small, subtle acts that helped show your love for your boyfriend. Little did you know that it was those very acts that made him fall deeply in love with you.
It hit him at such a random, mundane moment. 
The common room was quiet with most younger students already in bed and the older students having snuck off to some party being held by the Hufflepuffs in the greenhouses. But it had been a few days since the full moon and Remus didn’t have it in him to go out tonight. He had told you to go have some fun with your friends, that he would be fine on his own. But you just rolled your eyes, muttering something about how funny he was before you settled down on the couch beside him. 
You had been leaning back against his chest, sat between his legs with his arms wrapped around you. You had a book laid on your lap, one that he had been wanting to read for a while but hadn’t been able to find in the library. 
“Where did you find it?” Remus murmured in surprise, lifting his head from where he had been resting it in the crook of your neck. “I checked this morning, it wasn’t there.” 
“I have my ways, Lupin, don’t underestimate me,” you teased lightly, only to receive a light pinch to your hip. 
Remus raised his brows. “Keeping secrets now, love?” 
“I was in Hogsmeade the other day with some of the girls, saw it in a shop and got it for you,” you answered casually with a shrug, like it was the most normal thing in the world. “You said you wanted to read it for a while now so I wanted to get it for you.” 
His eyes softened. “You got it for me?”
“Yeah,” you turned your head and gave him a smile. “Thought it would be a nice present after the other night, I know the full moon was rough this month.” 
It hit Remus there and then that he wasn’t really used to such nice deeds. It had been ingrained into his head since the accident that politeness and acts of kindness weren’t something he should expect in his life. He was different, he would be treated as different as well. 
He thought the marauders were an anomaly in his life, that he was just somehow lucky enough to find friends that felt like his brothers and it wasn’t something he should have expected more of. And then he met you and he knew your feelings for him were true, but there was always a doubt in the back of his head that you’d eventually realise what you could have with someone else—with someone normal—and leave him. 
And yet whilst he was out here having his doubts, there you were going out of your way to remember a book he briefly mentioned in conversation and buying it for him whilst you were out because you knew it would make him happy, because you wanted to get it for him, because you cared about him.
“I love you,” Remus breathed out, and if the common room wasn’t silent, you would have thought you misheard him.
Your lips parted in surprise. “What?”
“I love you,” he repeated a little louder and a little more sure of himself. His voice was thick with emotion, so many unspoken thoughts shared with those three words as he looked you in the eye and spoke them to you. 
A wide grin slowly broke out across your face. “I love you too,” you murmured happily, like it was the easiest thing you could ever do before you leaned closer to kiss him.
It was a slow kiss, the words lingering between you as you just enjoyed the embrace of each other. It didn’t last long, maybe because of the position or maybe because neither one of you could stop smiling, but it was the most perfect kiss you shared.
“I don’t deserve you,” Remus murmured as he pulled you further into his chest, his arms squeezing around you and removing any possibility of you sliding away from his hold, as if you ever wanted to.
“You deserve the world, Remus,” you whispered back to him, your words thick with sincerity. “And I plan to show you that every single day.”
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glubby-guppiez · 8 months
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*SPOILERS 4 TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND OF T)( SLAUG)(TERED
*Everyone: Aww imagine )(ow sad Cody was w)(en )(e found Noa)( 38(((
*Me: STFU IMAGINE )(OW OWEN FELT, NOA)( WAS OWEN'S BEST FRIEND AND B4 YOU SAY ")(e didn't really interact wit)( Noa)( in Island t)(o ☝️🤓" NEIT)(ER DID CODY OUTSIDE OF T)(E SLEEP EPISODE BUT EVEN T)(EN OWEN AND NOA)( )(AD CONSISTENTLY GOOD C)(EMISTRY AFTER T)(AT AND T)(EY ARE BEST FRIENDSSSSSS RAAAAAG)(
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bjurnberg · 1 year
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So I wanna share the first bit of this fic with y’all cuz I love writing it - it makes me laugh so hard. I’m just struggling to write a middle section and need motivation, so if you’ve got questions or praise lay it on me.
Summary: Hal Jordan starts making bets that he can win a kiss from Bruce Wayne at the next Heroes Gala. Batman takes that bet.
Win a Kiss, Lose Your Pride
“Wayne Enterprises holds a Heroes Gala every year celebrating the Justice League. This doubles as a charity event to raise money for destroyed property and small local business. The five of us will be in charge of making sure all other League members that choose to attend will behave according to the standards -”
“Who do you think is gonna get first kiss of the night?” Green Lantern interrupted.
“First kiss?” Superman asked with a frown, lowering his notes.
“Yeah! It’s always mentioned in the tabloids after a Wayne Event - someone tries to corner Bruce Wayne and get his first kiss of the evening. Not that he’s hard to corner, the guy seems happy enough dishing it out, ya know?”
Diana laughed and Flash was trying not to wheeze.
“We should get back on topic,” Superman said with a nervous cough, shuffling the guest list in front of him.
“Oh come on! This is boring! We’ve been to these parties before, we know what to expect, why not have a little gossip? Maybe take bets! Let’s have some fun!” He turned to Flash. “Who do you think is gonna drag Old Brucie into a dark corner first?”
Flash gave a nervous chuckle, his eyes flicking to Batman before focusing squarely on the table, covering his mouth.
The Green Lantern scoffed. “Bats?! No way, he never even goes to these things, let alone knows how to have fun.”
Batman continued to read through the guest list and itinerary, making no indication he was listening.
“I didn’t say anything,” Flash mumbled.
Diana leaned forward, smiling wickedly, “And what kind of bets are you interested in? It’s not very fun if we’re just guessing which millionaire’s daughter will assault him trying to get engaged. Let’s make this a competition.”
“That’s what I’m talking about!” Hal slammed his palm on the table. “See guys? Diana knows how to have fun! What’re the rules?”
“Please stop,” Superman rubbed at his temples.
“I propose a game of flirtations,” Wonder Woman sat back in her chair, folding her arms. Her smile only grew as Flash and Superman groaned. “We cannot be the one to initiate a kiss - he must choose. But it doesn’t matter who else steals a kiss, just which of us he chooses first.”
“Oh-ho-ho, I am ALL in. Who else is playing?” Hal looked around the table. “Supes?”
“Oh no! Count me out!”
“Ah come on! You’re such a boyscout!”
“I’m not interested.”
“That’s not what you told me last month. You think he’s cute.”
Superman buried his face in his hands. That didn’t stop them all seeing the crimson blush reach his hairline. “Just because I can admit he’s handsome does not mean I want to kiss him.”
“Publicly,” Diana tacked on.
“Rao take me,” he whispered, and stood. “I’m going to get some water. I expect to return to a proper meeting where we can focus on the task at hand.”
“I’ll join you,” Flash squeaked, jumping up and slipping out the door.
“Cowards!” Hal yelled after them. Then focused on Batman, who hadn’t moved. “Why not come to the party for once, Bats? I know you’re a vampire and all, but it’s after dark and you’ve got an invitation. Live a little in your afterlife!”
“I don’t enjoy galas.”
“Maybe you would if you got to kiss a cutie like Brucie.” Green Lantern leaned forward, forearms on the table. “Maybe a little competition will get that blood flowing again.”
“If I come to the gala will you stop talking?” he asked in his usual deadpan voice.
“Yes.”
That finally got Batman to look up from his reading. Hal grinned in triumph.
“If you win the bet - that’ll be your prize. I won’t talk to you for a whole month.”
Batman tilted his head, birdlike. It gave the impression of narrowed eyes and a raised eyebrow, though neither could be seen under the cowl.
“Make it three.”
“One month for showing up. Three if you get the kiss.”
“Deal.”
Hal Jordan whooped, throwing his fists in the air. “This is gonna be the best party ever! Diana! What do you want if you win?”
“Oh, the kiss will be prize enough. Bruce Wayne is an excellent kisser.”
“Reeeallly... when have you smooched him before?”
Wonder Woman looked smug, “Maybe I’ll tell you after the gala. And what of your prize, Green Lantern?” she asked. “What do you wish for?”
“How about... since you’re not asking anything from me, I’ll get something from Bats.”
“You just might,” Diana whispered.
Hal turned to Batman, folding his arms and looking very pleased with himself.
“If I win I wanna know your identity.”
Batman went still.
“Come on! Everyone else at this table knows who you are!”
“That’s because it was vital in the moment. Civilian IDs were the only way to escape the Thanagarian invasion.”
“Which I wasn’t around for. But now I’m the only one who doesn’t -”
“Most of the Justice League doesn’t know who I am and I intend to keep it that way.”
“I’m not talkin’ ‘bout unmasking in front of the whole Watchtower, just me!”
“Pick something else.”
“No.”
“Batman,” Wonder Woman interposed. Both men looked at her. “Are you saying you can’t confidently deduce who Bruce Wayne will choose to kiss that night?”
The room almost seemed to darken under Batman’s grimace.
“Fine.”
Hal guffawed, falling back in his chair. “Great!! See you Saturday!!”
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