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skhardwarevers1 · 2 months
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holy. Woke up at five. What hell is a boop
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sundogscoops · 1 year
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mom wanted to watch way of wah-er for her birthday and it was so fucking long and i hated it
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trapangeles · 1 year
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karansingh · 2 years
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theqalbofnight · 10 months
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translate:' Indeed my lord is near'.
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Nit Naye Naqsh Banatay Ho Mita Daitay Ho, Janay Kiss Jurm-E-Tamanna Ki Saza Daitay Ho,
Kabhi Kunker Ko Bana Daitay Ho Heeray Ki Kani, Kabhi Heeron Ko Bhi Mitti Mein Mila Daitay Ho,
Zindagi Kitnay He Murdoon Ko Ata Ki Jiss Nai, Wo Maseeha Bhi Saleebon Pay Saja Daitay Ho,
Khuwahish-E-Deed Jo Kar Baithay Sir-E-Tuur Koi, Tuur Hee Bark e Tajaali Say Jala Daitay Ho Nalay Namrood Mein Dalwatay Ho Qudrat Na Khaleeq, Khud Hee Phir Naar Ko Gulzaar Bana Daitay Ho,
Chahay Kin Aan Mein Phainko Kabhi Maah Kinaan, Noor Yaqoob Ki Aankhon Ka Bujha Daitay Ho Day Ke Yusuf Ko Kabhi Mirs K Bazaaron Mein, Aakhir Kaar Shah-E-Misr Bana Daitay Ho,
Jazb O Masti Ki Jo Manzil Pe Pohonchta Hai Koi, Baith Ker Dil Mein Anal Haq Ki Sada Daitay Ho Khud He Lagwatay Ho Phir Kufr K Fatway Us Per, Khud He Mansoor Ko Sooli Peh Charha Daitay Ho,
Apni Hasti Bhi Wo Ik Rooz Gawa Baith'ta Hai, Apne Darshan Ki Lagan Jiss Ko Laga Daitay Ho
Koi Ranjha Jo Kabhi Khooj Mein Nikle Teri, Tum Usay Jhang K Bele Mein Rula Daitay Ho,
Justujo Lay K Tumhari Joh Chalay Qais Koi, Us Ko Majno Kisi Laila Ka Bana Daitay Ho Jot? Sassi K Agar Mun Mein Tumhari Jagay, Tum Usay Taptay Hoay Thal Mein Jala Daitay Ho,
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Sohni Gar Tum Ko Mahiwaal Tassawur Ker Le, Us Ko Bikhri Howi Lehroon Mein Baha Daitay Ho,
Khudh Joh Chaho To Sar-E-Arsh Bula Ker Mehboob, Aik He Raat Mein Mairaaj Kara Daitay Ho,
Tum Ek Gorakh Dhanda Ho
Aap Hi Apna Pardah Ho Tum Ek Gorakh Dhanda Ho.,,
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hislaevv · 1 year
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drabble.
Neteyam and Tsu’tey: a deadly duo
note: A younger Neteyam, maybe 12 or 13 :’D , family bonding , Tsu’tey and Neteyam brainrot.
‘ evi = kid , tsmukan = brother
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“ The way to your enemies is through their eyes, and if they see fear in yours the fight is decided. You must face them like this, ‘evi “
The older na’vi pulls his top lip into a curl, a low hiss reverberating from him as he does. Years of being on the field makes his look intimidating.
Neteyam imitates. Or tries to. His brows furl in concentration, meeting in the middle and the grimace adorning his features is anything but hostile.
Beside him Tsu’tey laughs, smacking his chest lightly “ you look just like Sooli when he first trained , you are certainly his son, yes? “
“ Quit teaching him to mean mug, tsmukan. Else he will acquire wrinkles just like you “ in almost perfect na’vi Jake chides, enjoying the interaction between his brother and first born. He is lucky to have them both.
“ Uncle was just teaching me something, dad. See? “ Neteyam proudly pulls a face.
“ That would be so much more convincing hadn’t I beat his ass the day he made the same face at me. The look isn’t everything, you have to have the skill to back it up “
Tsu’tey scoffs “ don’t listen to him, I beat Sooli plenty of times. Now lets see you try one more time, ‘evi “
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aleshimbobimbo · 1 year
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What He Would’ve Wanted
Ao’nung x Reader Angst
Can be read as platonic or romantic
Description: Ao’nung was trying to refuse going to Neteyam’s funeral after the battle, so it’s our job to convince him
Warnings: Neteyam’s death, Neteyam’s funeral, angst, Ao’nung is depressed and angry, one slap
Word count: 742 words
Why was everything so quiet? Barely anyone had spoken, maybe they were too sad themselves. You know you were. The sky people had attacked. Many were injured. Some were dead. The Tsahìk was overwhelmed with the amount of injured people, everyone who knew basic healing and wasn’t horribly hurt had been summoned to assist her.
But even so, when anyone did speak, it sounded so distant. Like they were trying to yell from the barrier of the reef and you were in the center of the island. It was mostly adults who had died, but there was one boy. He was your friend, Neteyam. Why did he have to go too? Why was the Great Mother so cruel as to take him when he was still barely a man? He had only just complete his Iknimiya. It was wrong.
Yet you couldn’t focus on that, everyone was sad. Not just you. You had to be strong. You had to help the people. You walked around, marui to marui, offering hugs, food, and drinking water to anyone inside. If they weren’t crying before, they certainly were once you hugged them. There was so much pain. Father, mothers, brothers, sisters, daughters, sons, and mates had been lost. Everyone was trying to hold themselves together, but in order to be put back together, you need to separate the pieces first.
Finally, you come to the Eyktan’s marui. Ao’nung sits inside, face blank, Tsireya sitting in front of him and holding his hands, trying to comfort him. Of course she had the same idea as you, she’s the sweetest girl in the clan. You approached them, sitting beside Tsireya.
“Hey, talk to me guys. I want to help you,” you gently whispered.
“He’s refusing to go to Neteyam’s funeral!” Tsireya shouted, she never shouts. And despite being the sweetest girl, always so happy and lovely, she sounded broken and angry. Probably angry at Ao’nung for what she just said. You sat shocked, Neteyam was all of our friend. Why would he not wish to come?
“What?! Ao’nung, you have to be there! It’s what Neteyam would have wanted!” You yell.
“And what do you know about what Neteyam would’ve wanted?! He’s gone now! He’s dead! He doesn’t want anything! I’m not going to let the last memory I have of him be his own dead body!” Ao’nung yells. Tears begin flowing down his face. Tsireya even looks shocked, she definitely hadn’t expected an outburst like that. Neither had you.
Before you can think, you hear a snap and feel a sting in your hand. Ao’nung’s face is turned, had you just slapped him? You had. And honestly, you didn’t feel bad about it.
“Neteyam may be gone now but his family was most important to him. No matter how angry and sad you are, imagine his brother and sisters. Imagine his mother and father. They’ve lost their elder brother and son. He would want us to be there to support them. Peace is found in community. Love is found in relationships, right now they need the relationship of friendship. And so do you. Everyone is upset. I promise you, EVERYONE. And yet, they still want to be there for the Sooli’s. You are the future chief. And I know it sounds harsh, and that you already feel the stress of the responsibilities, but you need to act like you can lead now more than ever. Your people are all devastated. Families have been lost. You’ve still got your sister, and mother, and father. You do not know their pain. So suck it up. They are hurting too. After the funerals, you can go and be sad and do whatever you want, but just this once, we all need you.” You rant.
He scowled, he knew you were right but by Eywa’s grace he did NOT want to do this. He didn’t try to speak, he would cry again if he did. He nodded at you, and you felt satisfied with that answer. You gave him a gentle side hug and left. He was going to break down again any moment and you knew only his baby sister was allowed to see that, they are each other’s support beam. Your heart hurts and you don’t want to leave them, but the Eyktan and Tsakarem have each other.
*cue funeral scene from the movie, I’m not writing it because I’ve already cried enough writing the rest of this*
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Author’s Note: yes I did indeed cry writing this. It hurts. I don’t know why I wanted to do this prompt, but here it is. Ask if you wish to be tagged in any other works. My masterlist is here and it has my request guidelines and everything so enjoy that. Have a nice day guys, go take a nap, you’ve earned it.
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silantryoo · 5 months
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loonie as a nickname 😈 or maybe sooli 🤑
LOONIE??? LIKE THE ONE DOLLAR COIN????
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aofikofi · 2 years
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To be fair, birds do need big tits to fly and power their wings sooli
exaaaaactly glad you agree anon <3
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tojigasm · 1 year
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i really need a jake sooly pov of him fucking the reader, but whenever you have time babe!
Hi luv!! I'm so sorry but I only write from pov of the reader <3
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seema-chahal · 2 years
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#पूर्णगुरु_संतरामपालजी_महाराज
Kabir, Sant sharan mein aane se, aayi talae balaa |
Jae bhagya mein sooli ho, kaante mein tal jaay ||
Take refuge in the complete Guru Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj to attain eternal peace and salvation.
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trapangeles · 2 years
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SOOLIE - I EARNED IT (Music Video)
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drmaqazi · 4 months
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Is Dais ke harr ik leader ko sooli pe charhaanaa waajab hai,
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theqalbofnight · 1 year
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Mann Nami goyam Analhaq yaar ni goyat go Choon na goyam choon mera dildar ni goyat go (I did not say that I am the Truth, my Friend said so. And why shouldn’t I say so for my Beloved asked me to say so.)
2.Arrey logo tumhara kia, mein jaanoo’n mera khuda jaaney Oh those who point fingers at me, why does it concern you? It’s between me & my God ( and God sees in the soul not outer trappings)
3. Jo Zarr maango tou beyzarr hoon, jo sarr maango tou haazir hoon Jo mukh moroon tou kaafir hoon, mein jaanoon mera khuda jaaney If you want gold, I don’t have any, if you want my head,i gift my life for you, “If I turn away my face (from trials of love), call me an infidel. It’s between me and my God.
4. Charha mansoor sooli par, jo wakif tha wohi dilbar Arey mullah janaza parh, mein jaanoon mera khuda jaaney Mansoor was hanged , only those who knew his love for God understood his total annihilation of himself in God’s love O priests recite his funeral prayers, It’s between me & my God.
( explanation : Mansoor Al-Hallaj was condemned to hang by the neck for shouting in ecstasy Anal-Haq, Anal-Haq (I am the Truth, I am the Truth). The orthodoxy understood this to mean that he was claiming to be God himself, whereas for him it was simply a total annihilation of himself. Mansoor Al-Hallaj climbed the gallows with his head held high, not the least daunted by his imminent death.)
5. Tumhi dilbar ho Sarwar ka, Tumhi ho pyara Haider ka Pilaao jaam kausar ka, mein jaanoon mera khuda jaaney (Mansoor ) you are the beloved of both the Prophet pbuh and Hazrat Ali offer him a drink from kausar, it’s between me and my God (Note : Sarwar is a title given to the prophet pbuh and means chief Haider is title of Hazrat Ali and means lion Hauzuʾl-Kausar is the fountain of abundance in Paradise. A drink from this on arrival makes one forget all bad experiences of life jaam e Kausar – a cup from the fountain of kausar . )
6. Wohi ehsaan mujh per ker Ameer ul Mouminee’n Haider Bulley ka sawaal poora ker, mein jaanoon mera khuda jaaney… . Oh leader of the faithful, Ali , please offer a sip to Bulleh too and accept his supplication. Main jaanun mera Khuda jaaney,.
EXPLANATION CREDIT: MAM RANA SAFVI
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kb85lazy · 4 months
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NO BODY INTERESTED IN INNOVATION
MADTIYEN NIK
THEY WONT BCZ F ME
GOD
DEVELOP
TENSION YAKA
SOOLI
NIM MAN
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