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this has been done before.
#look me in the eyes and tell me this didn't happen at some point#you can't.#I think I'm funny#the best part about this is that it would work#I imagine it would also lead to some uncomfortable realizations...#lol#i missed my physical therapy appointment for this#nurt#kakaobi#kakashi#naruto#obikaka#kkob#obkk#hatake kakashi#kakashi x obito#tobito#uchiha obito#chearts
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AAAAAAAA I KNOW HOW TO CONVERT AUDIO FILES NOW
I’M SO HAPPY
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artfight attack for the__devil, Laitue and Luanara. Stoneheart, Currentpaw and Gravelpaw, three edgy kids of my equally edgy oc Bisonstar.
i’m team wither, come and fight me!
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Dwa prądy cieśniny Bosfor
Cieśnina Bosfor ma pewną ciekawostkę związaną z Morzem Czarnym. Otóż płyną tam dwa prądy – słodki, zimny, powierzchniowy, wynoszący wodę z Morza Czarnego, i głębinowy, cieplejszy, płynący w kierunku przeciwnym i prowadzący wodę o dużym zasoleniu.
Ba, rybacy doskonale o tym wiedzą od wiek wieków i próbują te prądy przechytrzyć. Obciążają sieci kamieniami tak, aby zanurzyły się w dolnym prądzie i…
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COW COW HELP I THINK RWBY IS TAKING OVER MY BRAIN
Reaction picture moodboard for RWBY taking over yer mind <333
#FGSGDHHNFBCVX#I CAN NOT HELP YE NURT I CAN ONLY PULL YE DEEPER DOWN INTO YHE ABYSS#/silly /pos#also HIIII COCO!!!!! <33333#the nurt 💖#mutuals <3#cow talks#rwby
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GOONGALA!
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*whisper* it’s not my birthday 🙈 I STILL LOVE YOU
Geeze - I must have confused Blog Birthday with your Birthday. Blame it on lack of sleep?
Okay, and I still danced for you, so like I said, very very special. I usually reserve the dances for the laps of Stephen and His Variants (if only!)
Also, gonna leave that post up because it's pretty and I shall enjoy the chaos it may create *mwhahahahaha*.
#aw nurts#I heard someone say that sometime and it seems to fit#HAPPY BLOGGERVERSARY#to dance or not to dance - that is the question#wint3r-h3art
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☀️—"That's not,, the way to earn your Knife Skills badge, give that to me-"
#handing#arts & crafts [ art ]#a heart made of wood [ sunny — human verse ]#insert gif of nurt handing his knife to david
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u don't understand u don't understand i need to live inside them
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Policja rzeczna: jeżeli porwie nas nurt rzeki, poddanie mu się jest najlepszym wyjściem
Policja rzeczna: jeżeli porwie nas nurt rzeki, poddanie mu się jest najlepszym wyjściem
Najlepszym wyjściem, jeżeli porwie nas nurt rzeki, jest poddanie mu się, a nie walka z nim. Najprawdopodobniej za 10 czy 50 metrów głębokość się zmieni i na tyle mało będzie tej wody pod nami, że będziemy mogli stanąć. Rzeka stwarza dla nas zagrożenie, ale może nas w pewnym momencie uratować – poinformował asp. szt. Marcin Zawadzki z Komisariatu Rzecznego Policji w Warszawie.
W rozmowie z PAP…
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I just want Kakashi's biggest problems to be "Obito got hot" and "everyone desires my father carnally" instead of "everybody I've ever loved is dead," is that too much to ask?
#hatake sakumo is like the most lusted-after man in konoha#I am convinced of this fact#nurt#kakaobi#hatake kakashi#kagumo#sakuoro#cheaks#sakumo x jiraiya#bc maybe I'm the only one who thinks about it ever but it is SO funny#naruto
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I love it when my mutuals just do not understand why my favorite character is who it is
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hello darling! soo i’m one of the Aemond gals, could you maybe write something with him? maybe the reader is from our world and just out of blue she finds herself in Westeros! Aemond is so dumbfounded - here she is, this weird girl, talking about some nonsense things, well educated in history and philosophy (another nurts obvi) with sparkling dragon-like coloured irises, so lost but welcoming everything that surrounds her, even all of him. welll as you can see - I’m so deep in it! if you decide to write something about this, thank you so much!! take care! 🌟🌟
TRAVELER | endless drabble series (winter edition)
summary: differences can actually be appealing
pairing: aemond targaryen x f!reader
a/n: i changed it up a bit, i hope you don’t mind!! i didn’t rly know how to incorporate our world reader into westeros, so i just made her origins unknown but heavily implied to be from sothoryos, which, to be fair, is kinda from a different world too! used 4. mulled wine from this list <3
masterlist. ☕. reqs are open for the winter prompts list 1 & 2 !
It had been a regular flight - easy winds, no storms but an odd fad of snow - when he had noticed a strange figure asleep in the frost covered plains up North. From so high up, Aemond could not yet tell if it was a bear or a human - the first would be easier to explain, but his curiosity was quipped and so Vhagar cast her wings and dipped down and what he saw proved to be quite extraordinary.
There, a woman in a dress, asleep in a ring of dewy grass. The only thing valuable seemed to be her jewels - big, heavy silver rings and long, clunky pendants made from black oily stones. Like a lily submerged underwater, he figured she had died from the cold. But as he landed, and the ground shook, so did the body, and the woman slowly, achingly opened her eyes to see the mouth of a dragon.
That waxen face now breathes with life in a local tavern. Drunken sonnets spill into the air like ale on wooden tables, and she nurses her second cup of mulled wine. The cup’s clay, chipped - she had cut her lip when she first took a sip, though it seemed that she did not notice. Aemond, sitting across from her, measures her up and down once more - so far, she had given no indication of knowing where she is, or who he is, nor did she portray any surprise faced with a dragon.
Covered in furs and deer hide, she’s finally warm enough to speak, “My thanks, stranger.” She says, and he’s fascinated by her accent, a fluid song broken by the harsh rasp of the chill. She smiles, and her jewelry glimmers in the dancing fires of the hearth.
“It’s surprising you didn’t die,” He comments, holding his own cup, “the North is not usually so kind to travelers.”
“I am lucky,” She admits, almost shyly, “though I don’t recall how is it that I got here, nor where I came from.”
“Perhaps you’re from beyond the Wall?” He suggest smugly, but she only shakes her head with a small smile.
“In the Lands of Always Winter, I do wonder what world lies there. Where it ends, and where it begins - at the same point of measure, perhaps? It’s easy to get lost in the snow, turned around all over; perhaps there are dragons there as well that breathe frost, not unlike those in the Shivering Sea?” She tilts her head at his confusion, “You’ve read the histories, no?”
“I’ve had the leisure.” He says curtly.
“Then you must know a great deal of Valyria.” She says, “Have you ever been?”
“There’s nothing left of it.”
She blinks, “...Truly? Nothing? No graves or gold or cadavers to tell tales older than time? No ancient ruins and histories lost to us, only to be rediscovered?”
“You seem to know all but of the fact that old Valyria is covered in greyscale. Or did you forget to read that page in the tomes you poured over before falling ill in the North?”
She laughs, “Are you afraid?” She lowers her head, watches him under her lashes, “A Prince, afraid of sickness. I figured Targaryens cannot be burned, thus cannot be ill. Or are those all fairy tales as well?”
He raises a brow, “So you do know who I am.”
“Hard not to when the bard sings praises of Prince Aemond One-Eye as soon as you walk in with me in tow,” Her gazes fixates on the leather patch, “what happened to it?”
“My cousin cut it out.” He retorts.
She hums, “Blood for blood. Have you taken your vengeance yet?”
“I’m a patient man.”
“Patience is a kind virtue unless used otherwise.” She empties her cup, “More, please,” She pushes it to him, “I still can’t feel my fingers.”
He looks at her rings as he holds up a hand for the waitress, “Those seem expensive. You surprise me, traveler. I wonder how they have not been stolen.”
Something shifts in her expression, and a chill creeps up from behind. The waitress pours wine and the traveler smiles, but it’s a strange smile, one he should not trust. She feels dangerous, suddenly, and he is all the more intrigued.
“Would you like to keep one?” It’s an innocent question, but it holds something dark underneath all of that loveliness.
“I have no fancy for jewelry,” He refuses easily, though his heart beats just a tad faster. If he did not know any better, he’d think it’s from nerves, “as a prince I have many and find it quite ugly. My brother would like one, though.”
She retracts her hands and her smile falls, “He didn’t save me from the snow, so he has no use for it.”
It did not quite seem as if she needed saving, but the severity in her voice urges his pride. Perhaps he’ll be a hero yet.
“Have you got a name?” He inquires, and he’s all past common decency, never had any to begin with. He wishes to know.
She thinks, “Everyone has a name, no? Surely, I do think everyone does. Even toys, the objects of our affection, and our sword, and ships, and pets, do. I heard some ladies name their favorite perfumes. It builds attachment, you never forget something or someone with a name. I must have a name, I think, only for the life of me I do not remember it. Which begs to question whether I ever had one at all.”
After a pause, she sighs, “I suppose I’m fortunate. I can pick one for myself. Become new, here, in the North. But I don’t think it important. I have no one to share it with, and no one here would like to recall me.”
“I’d like to know your name,” He says, “but only because I wish to know who I saved.”
She grins, “...Then you are free to name me yourself, prince.”
hope u liked it! xx
#aemond imagine#hotd#aemond x reader#aemond targaryen#house of the dragon#house of the dragon x reader#aemond targaryen x reader#imagine#imagines#reader#xreader#got#game of thrones#request
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Let's expand a Lil bit more on the stalker Enid au
She meets Wednesday in camp chippewa as children. While it's a camp for rich kids, it's also an under the table werewolf conversion camp in the nights.
Esther is definitely a lot of extreme here, so Enid has the habit of being a Lil bit more withdrawn and skittish. She has alot of repressed aggression tho, just to keep that emotional part of her character.
Is she lowkey rabid if someone other than her mom keeps prodding? Yeah. Does she learn to act and fit in with the rich kids as to not get a letter sent to her mom? Also yeah.
Enid already went to the camp a year before and came back alot more physically active, so with high hopes, Esther sends her back a second time.
Wednesday notes of while Enid easily talks and chats with the rich kids, she doesn't sit with them on the tables nor does she chitter about gossip. Enid is just there, trailing. Then there are times, in the dark of nights Wednesday will feel the familiar chill of danger and wake up to yellow eyes opening the door.
She knows it's Enid.
Can you blame her for prodding? It's not like Wednesday has much to do and so she questions Enid's existence. She wonders why she doesn't go to the front of the group or where does she go out at night.
Enid, frustrated at her lack of progress gets into an arguement abt how it's none of Wednesday's business and they get sent to the shack.
Wabam, Wednesday who's an nerd abt werewolves points that Enid is one when she sees a fang poking out from her teeth.
She also basically states the obvious that bc Enid is a werewolf, wtf is she doin playing nice to girls who don't value her: don't you just want to go apeshit?
Enid who is already done with the weird girl, mentions the self preservation in her: I don't want an ass whooping from my mom
Wednesday, with the wisdom of a troublemaker: don't get caught then, coward
Enid, a competitive mfka: BET
So that's how a friendship came to be. The two being Lil shits to the people in camp chippewa. Enid and pugsley meet, they shake hands and proceed to start brawling against each other.
Fun times.
Until Wednesday needs to leave in the dark of night for her uncle and Enid has always craved freedom, can you blame her for tearing open the bars with her claws? Just for the girl that takes her breath and lightens the load on her shoulders?
Sadly they don't get too far and gets caught.
It's not just the normie camp leaders there, but the werewolf ones too.
So Enid gets dragged away to be interrogated because they saw the damage to the wires and no normie can do that. Enid expects scorn, to be sent home, instead she sees the bright grins and encouragement.
"yes!" one would cheer. "this is what a wolf is, to do anything for pack."
A hand on is on her shoulder and the girl is tight when they speak. "she is the one, I'm telling you. Do not let her out of your sights Enid, else you will become nothing."
Here's the thing, while camp chippewa is an under the table werewolf camp, it's lowkey a scam. Yes there are werewolves but their blood is so diluted that they couldn't even shift. The only thing that makes them a werewolf is the fangs and that's it.
The two leaders? Fanatics. They do not have the traits that Enid wish but they hear the call for more. For the moon and the grass and to run amongst the trees. To see Enid embracing this part of her is amazing in their eyes and so they start nurting this bud of possession.
"to think that you're finally becoming the werewolf you should be. " they call out happily. "it's that Wednesday girl that brought this out right?"
" it's almost like she's your moon," they swoon.
Anyways that's my brain rot for now
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HIIII COW COW <333 *HUGS YOU*
I was wondering if I could ask you about a few questions about the roleplay game you posted about a few days ago!! I think it sounds like fun, but I wanted to know more about it :D
Okay so 1: what app/program/platform will the actual gameplay happen on?
2: do you need previous roleplay or tabletop game experience to join? (which I do not have akshfa)
And 3: do you need to have your own playable character pre-made to be able to join? (which I also do not have lol)
Thank youuuu <3 hope you're havin a great day <3
HIII HI COCO!!! *HUGS YE BACK* :333
Ooo!!
1: the actual gameplay will be on Discord!! That's the only place ye need to join if ye were to spectate/play!!
2: Nope, ye do not!! Just need a passion for writing cause there'll be a lot of that fgsgfb. If ye have any questions on how it works though ye can definitely ask me!!
3: Yes, your own character needs to be pre-made, but it doesn't have to be complicated! All ye need is their personality, stats, and backstory pretty much! Also general idea/art of what they look like
There's a written template here if ye want to check it out!
Ye have all month though to come up with/write/draw yer character, and there might also be another opening after the first chapter if ye'd just want to spectate til then :]
#SO SO HAPPY THAT YE'RE LOOKING INTO THIS NURT EHEHE#very excited to see what ye do but no pressure of course of course <333#and like I said ye can always join the server and spectate for however long ye want!! and I'm always up to answering more questions >:33#your character has to be a cat by the way fhsvv is a cat roleplay#:DD#the nurt 💖#cow talks#mutuals <3
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