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My track "Delusions" is now re-released on Nothing But...Hard Techno Essentials Vol.6 Compilation. 📀💥 ɢʀᴀʙ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴘʏ👇🎶 https://www.beatport.com/release/nothing-but-hard-techno-essentials-vol-06/3982962 #gtslo #delusions #nothingbut #hardtechno #essentials #compilation #outnow #technotrack #variousartists https://www.instagram.com/p/CoVXexdoUgf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Ich glaube nicht ans Schicksal. Ich glaube daran das alles was mir im Außen begegnet ein Spiegel meiner inneren Welt ist. Gestern hat mir das Leben dieses Buch vor die Füße geworfen, ich habe nicht danach gesucht, auch nicht daran gedacht und dennoch hat es etwas in mir berührt als ich es sah. Einen Momen war ich wie erstarrt, das was es in mir berührte war mir noch nicht bewusst... dann erinnerte ich mich an eine "Schicksalhafte Begegnung" und den Zusammenhang zu diesem Buch. Ich kann mich fragen, was will das Leben mir damit sagen, oder ich frage mich nicht, denn ich weiß. Nichts. Es ist mein Spiegel. Ich entscheide mich für Dankbarkeit mit und trotz schmerzendem Herzen. . #Shantaram #liebe #Spiritualität #schicksalhaftebegegnung #freeyourmind #nothingbut #Berlin #veränderung #letgoandtrusttheuniverse #sunset #Dankbarkeit #Achtsamkeit #Meditation #Yoga #yogi #yogini (at Friedrichshagen, Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfd0U-ktNma/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#shantaram#liebe#spiritualität#schicksalhaftebegegnung#freeyourmind#nothingbut#berlin#veränderung#letgoandtrusttheuniverse#sunset#dankbarkeit#achtsamkeit#meditation#yoga#yogi#yogini
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i wish stem was full of morally grey lesbians like in the mechsverse instead im stuck with all these fucking straight people
#straight ppl are chill only in small doses and i've been talking to nothingbut straight ppl basically since the beginning of the semester#i'm going insane
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you are; you are, you are, you are (don't wanna hear you say)
i act like a mildly annoying shitposter. im lying. everything is a lie. life is a lie. i dont know who i am. im despairing. i cant cry, because i engineered that out of myself.
i love you. i love you. i love you. why cant you be real?
come back to life. i love you. im in despair. the facade must be maintained. i cant tell anyone about this because then everyone would hate me. arceus send me there. let me be with them, let me be free.
i love you.
#mine#aint nothing but a heartache#aint nothing but a mistake#i never wanna hear you say#i want it that way#tell me why aint nothingbut a heartache#tell me why aint nothing but a mistake#tell em hwhy i never wanna hear yousay: i want it that way#vent post#tw vent#im sad#i love you#let me be there ok? i know youre there#youre screaming too#but we cant fucking do anything about it and it hurts and i. fuck fuck fuck#sob#we'll hold each other across dimensions; not knowing if we're really real
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Nuthin but a g thang
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i stg if i dont have tickets for thsi years edition...
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i love these goobers :) i wish them nothingbut the absolute best
#night in the woods#nitw#night in the wood angus#night in the woods gregg#gregg lee#angus delaney#anthro#furry#furry art#furry fandom#gay furry#gay furry art#lgbt#lgbtq#lgbt art#sketch#sketches#digital illustration
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Our Morning Offering – 7 March – O Merciful God By St Thomas Aquinas
Our Morning Offering – 7 March – Thursday of the Third Week in Lent – St Thomas Aquinas OP (1225-1274) Confessor, Doctor
O Merciful GodBy St Thomas Aquinas (1225-1274)Doctor AngelicusDoctor Communis
O merciful God,grant that I may ever perfectlydo Thy Will in all things.Let it be my ambition to workonly for Thy honour and glory.Let me rejoice in nothingbut that which leads to Thee,nor grieve…
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Imagine Luffy going blind. Post time skip (because he got that observation Haki)
Thank you for the kind words! I’m slowly going to return to write short things on here as warm ups, and this one was the most requested!———————————————————————————————————
The first time Nami realises something is different about Luffy–aside from the obvious–is a calm day, when the seas are stilland the winds quiet. It happens over a goddamn chicken thigh, too. Of allthings.
His new “captain”, not that she’d call him that,is a weird guy. He calls himself a pirate but he acts nothing like it. They’veonly sailed together for a couple days now, and the only thing he’s hurtwithout cause is Nami’s wallet. Making that deal about paying for his food andZoro’s booze was probably the worst financial decision Nami’s ever done.
They’re in a dinghy barely big enough forthree, and Luffy’s hyperactive presence takes up enough space he might as wellcount for five people. It’s almost embarrassing it takes Nami so long to figureit out.
Because she manages to nab the last bit ofchicken for their dinner, and Luffy’s hat gets pushed off his head as hescrambles to steal Zoro’s portion, and a gale blows his bangs off his face justright, and–
She hasn’t looked.
Hasn’t wanted to,really, or hasn’t bothered. Because getting to know Luffy and Zoro would be tochisel them out of the moulds she’s carefully put them in, the ones made ofharsh beatings and past betrayals. Looking at them and seeing past theirbruised knuckles and bloodied clothes would be admitting that Luffy’s not lyingwhen he says he isn’t like those pirates. Like Arlong.
So she hasn’t looked, and she hasn’t seen.
“Your eyes…” Nami draws in a breath, andher chest tightens. Because Luffy always wears that hat that casts a shade overhis eyes, and his bangs are long and greasy and stick to his forehead, and moreoften than not he has either dust or dirt or blood or food on his face, and allof that means that Nami hasn’t noticed the opaque haze over his eyes, and thelight scarring that marks the skin around the top half of his face.
“What?” Luffy asks, now happily munching onthe chicken leg. Zoro had relinquished it as soon as he’d noticed Nami’s shock.He’s listening now, eyes peeled on Nami. Her surprise and horror aren’tmirrored on his face, and Nami realises that he’s beaten her to this–torealising that their captain is fucking blind.
He seems so happy, so carefree–entitled,almost. Like he thinks himself invulnerable, like he doesn’t care what happensto anyone or anything.
“You can’t see.”
Luffy nods. And he keeps eating. And Nami,beside herself, because she hasn’t cared—dared—to look past the smiles and thepunches and the raw strength. It was useful, to keep things that way.
And now she’s furious—with herself, notLuffy—at this stupid rubber—
“—idiot!Didn’t you think that’d be something worth mentioning?”
Luffy shrugs. “You didn’t ask. And I canfight fine, it’s not a problem.”
Behind him, Zoro smirks. It does nothingbut fuels Nami’s ire. She smacks Luffy on the head, his teeth clamping aroundhis tongue that he’d had outstretched to lick the last of the chicken juicesoff his fingers. He whines, like a puppy, and glares at Nami with thosesightless eyes.
“What was that for? It’s not a big deal!”
“Obviously it’s a big deal; what if you’dgotten hurt because you can’t see and that caused us to die? We could have beenin danger!”
“We’re pirates—”
“I’m not!”
Luffy continues as if he was deaf, notblind. “—and being a pirate is dangerous even if you can see. We could die anyday just because that’s how it is.”
The conviction in his tone shakes Nami outof her fit of frustration. Luffy has held his own—more than that, he’s fought menwho resemble mountains and shrugged off bullets, cannon balls, Nami’s harshwords. He’s strong. Nami knows this. Based on Zoro’s growing smile—it lookslike he should be growling, or maybe purring—a happy, slightly feral raccoon waitingto murder an unsuspecting onlooker.
Him and Luffy truly are made for each other.And they’ve not lost a fight yet.
“Fine.” She sighs. She tears a bit of her breadand hands it to Luffy; bribing, asking, “What happened, then? How can you stillfight?”
Luffy stuffs the bread into his mouthwithout chewing and cheeks bulging, he hums in thought.
“Some pirates grabbed me when I was a kid.”He says it so nonchalantly, like it’s nothing. He doesn’t keep going, either,and Nami watches in disbelief as Luffy swallows, and then digs a finger so farinto his nose she’s surprised it doesn’t peek out from his ear, next.
“Yeah?” she snaps, because Luffy can’t justdrop a bombshell like that and then pretend it’s nothing special. “Keep going,idiot.”
“Oi. Mind your own business, witch.”
“It’s okay, Zoro.” Luffy smiles. He sitswith his legs crossed, hands wrapped around his ankles. Swaying back and forth,he hums, and begins to explain.
“They were mad at me because I wouldn’ttell them where Ace and Sabo’s treasure was. And they hit me a bunch but itwouldn’t work because I’m rubber, you know? But then one guy punched me withknife gloves and when I still wouldn’t tell, he poured some stuff on my faceand it ate my eyes. Ace and Sabo were so mad!”
“Who are—” Nami starts, then cuts herselfoff. “How old were you?”
“Like seven, I think.”
“By the seas. Fuck.”
The wind from the east has grown in forcesince she started her interrogation. It’s going to push them four degrees toofar off mark, but the currents in the area might push them back if she givesthem a little nudge, later. It’s easier to focus on them being off course thanon the fact that this sunshine of a boy was so brutally hurt as a child.
“How do you fight?” Zoro asks curiously, then. “I’veseen your attacks. You don’t miss, and sometimes you attack when you don’t evenknow where to hit.”
“Gramps taught me some mystery thingy thathelped me see without eyes. He said it’ll make me a good marine, but he was sowrong.” Luffy snickers, like it’s a funny joke. There’s chicken in his teethand seaweed drying on his shoulder from when he fell overboard earlier. “Sometimes I can tell what’s going to happen before it happens, because of it.”
“Okay.Well, you seem to be able to hold your own with that ability.” Nami smiles. Shethinks of home, of Nojiko’s bright hair and the deep blue of her tattoos andthe endless orange of their tangerine grove.
Luffy will never see any of it.
“My hair is orange. And I have freckles.Brown eyes. Zoro has green hair and three swords, two black and one white.”
“Wow, you sound pretty!” Luffy looksrelieved, somehow; a tension Nami hadn’t even noticed draining from his frame. “IsZoro pretty, too?”
“Oi, I—”
“Oh, yeah. Zoro’s super pretty.”Nami smiles, grinning at their swordsman. He looks annoyed, but Nami thinks sheisn’t imagining the faint blush spreading on his neck and cheeks.
“Shut up.”
“Luffy needs to know, right?”
“You didn’t have to say it like that!”
They continue bickering for a while, and Luffylistens to them, laughing that bright peeling laugh of his.
(Some days later, when Nami is alone in a wealthysick girl’s mansion, she will sit and think of how it felt to be seen by thisodd blind boy. How comforting it was to be encapsulated in his aura, to know thatthe safety he exudes will shield from all harm. Like being watched by the sea,something that can’t be changed or moved against its own will. Luffy feels likethat, sometimes. A force of nature.)
On the dinghy, on the seas that have thegrowing east wind pushing on their sail, Luffy grabs Nami and Zoro’s attentionwith a single hum.
“Nami, do you trust me even if I don’t have eyes?”
“I don’t trust anyone, blind or not.”
Luffy shrugs. “Alright. Just remember what I said, then?”
“What? You say a lot of things,” she challenges,questions; almost afraid of the answer. And Luffy smiles—that stupid smile ofhis that makes Nami feel warm inside and makes her think everything will beokay.
“You’re my navigator.” Luffy takes herhand, his reach sure and strong. He squeezes her fingers, cocking his head abit, and then he’s looking right at her with his stupid sightless eyes thatstill drill right into her and peer into her soul. It feels like no one hasever seen her like he sees her right now. “I don’t need to see where we’re going,because you’ll always be by my side.”
And damn the seas and currents and east windsand stupid grinning pirates, because Nami wants that to be true so hard ithurts.
She squeeses his hand back, and dreads the day she’ll have to leave him so she can return home.
#opfanfic#one piece#monkey d. luffy#one piece nami#cat burglar nami#imaginemonkeydluffy#sorry this took forever i fell out of op lol#also i didnt proof read it so if you see a mistake no you don't
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wake up new wip idea just dropped
I wanted to write a story with a prince, but I didn’t want it to be a story that follows some formula of a prince falling in love with a commoner or anything like that.
The whole story is going to lead up to this interview. That’s at least the plan right now. The whole story--Elijah and Miles’ relationship, their school life, their personal life--is going to unfold as they prepare for the interview.
Transcript under cut:
Slide One:
WIP Intro
Justsome-di
Untitled Project
Slide Two:
Summary
The story opens with Elijah, a journalist student at the country's top university and editor-in-chief of the school newspaper. His newest assignment is a one-on-one interview with another student--the crown prince. And not just any interview. It'll be the prince's first interview since his parents died and his sister became a young queen.
There are three things Elijah knows going into the interview. 1) Every single student and alumnus is counting on him to break the story of the century in their own paper 2) interviewing the prince will get him into any summer internship he wants and 3) the royal family is nothingbut scum, and the prince is not exempt from that. Probably.
Slide Three:
Characters
Elijah
Elijah is a scholarship student. He got in with hard work and a stunning application that listed him as the president of his high school's GSA, the founder of the Transgender Student Support Group, and salutatorian.
He hates the royal family and would love more than anything to write a scalding opinion piece on them.
Miles
Miles never thought he would ever be second in line to the throne. His sister is now queen and until she has children, he's stuck fulfilling new royal duties and worrying about the possibility of becoming king.
All he wants to do is return to his carefree life and have fun with his newest interest--a boy named Elijah.
Slide Four:
What’s Going To Go Down
I'm not sure yet. I don't have much of a plan right now. But it'll be a good
royalty/non-royalty pairing with some stuff that's anti-monarchy. I don't
want it to be like "he was a prince uwu and learned to love a commoner."
The country is completely made up, but I don't have a name or any concept about it yet :) but think of it like The Princess Diaries. Good fun.
Miles is flamboyant af. But he's also dealing with his parents' death, and his new role in the monarchy. He just wants to obsess over Elijah and play around.
Also Elijah is trans and chronically grumpy bc he is always sleep-deprived. He learns to loosen-up, but he never loses his edge. He never loses his determination to break meaningful stories.
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nothingbut respect to people making lost episode recreations now. i wouldve shit my pants if i saw any of these back in 2016 all we had were spongebob episodes with a vhs filter and the mobizen logo in the corner.
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i ask for nothingbut maybe i'm lying idkkk
wait where am i
hello there
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GODDD JUST THE FACT FELIX AND MARINETTE WILL BE BATTLING ALONE WITH NO PEOPLE AROUND WITH NOTHINGBUT A DARK RED SKY . ORETTY RHYTHM NEVER FUCKING DID th oh wait
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Someone also gave me Community contributor badge Girl i am literally oing nothingBut thank you
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anyone else have the issue of finding young people really hard to draw after drawing nothingbut old people for a while
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