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raurquiz · 1 year

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#Happybirthday @faran.tahir #FaranTahir #actor #CaptainRubau #StarTrek    #Ironman #Warehouse13 #elysium #escapeplan #MacGyver #jag #hawaiifive0 #OnceUponaTime #AmericanCrime #PrisonBreak #SpaceCommand #Scandal #MadamSecretary #12Monkeys #TheWindow #injustice #macgyver @startrek @startrekonpplus @hbomaxla https://www.instagram.com/p/CouqF3XO-r3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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mitchellkriegman · 2 years

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The moon and the window met secretly last night hoping no one would notice. They were careful not to be too obvious and both managed to stay very quiet during the whole affair keeping their joy in each other’s company secret. #secretrendevous #secretfriend #themoon #thewindow https://www.instagram.com/p/CjfNad9JkXY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#secretrendevous #secretfriend #themoon #thewindow

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soupdecay · 11 months

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no one saw my backrooms post and that’s fine.

i’m going to post my research anyway cuz i feel like it and if anyone sees it, cool. if no one sees it, cool.

this post is going to be about Entity 2, The Windows. yes, actual windows.

the windows are often sources of fear and anxiety, they use both of those to lead you to either salvation or destruction.

Imma just list a bunch of info that i have.

-Level 39 Windows are said to be the most hostile of all Window species.

-they attack their prey with lustrous light, which is said to be used to lure Wanderers to them and convince them to approach the window.

-most or any who survive an attack from the Window report seeing a strangely eerie pristine room and oddly forget what the Windows used to attack them.

-one Level 188, there are two different species of Windows. The Open Windows, and Closed Windows.

Open Windows will result in the door immediately shutting and locking behind you when you enter the room. what happens after the door shuts is unknown, however most who become trapped in the room are unresponsive and considered to be deceased.

Closed Windows, or windows covered by a curtain, will result in the Wanderer vanishing and displaying a new location within it once the Wanderer pulls on the curtain.

-it is said to just completely avoid Level 188 Windows

-Windows on Level 477 when inactive they are considered harmless and are normally like this at night. they also do not emit any light.

-there are windows reported on other Levels, yet not all of them are considered to be entities.

that’s all i’ve got on The Windows so far! if there’s any of the other entities that you want me to post about, just lmk or comment it and if i already have the research done, i’ll post what i found. if not, i’ll research them and post everything i find :)

#creepypasta #thebackrooms #research #thewindows #entity2 #windowsentity #backroomsentity #BACKROOMS #ilovedoingresearchngl

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biancarogers · 1 year

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Volterra vs M1 Mac Mini | Visual Studio 🍎 https://applevideos.co.uk/mac-studio/volterra-vs-m1-mac-mini-visual-studio

#thewindows #minipc

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melancholicwriteaholic · 1 year

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Legend of Welp! #321

Soldier: Link has run out of quests to do!

Commander: Link has run out of quests to do!?

Soldier: I’m afraid so, sir. He finally won all of the carnival games, found the last sea shell, and made everyone in Hyrule happy and financially stable!

Commander: This isn’t good. Well, I mean it’s wonderful, but also it isn’t GOOD!

Noble: I don’t understand what’s the matter. Link is one of Hyrule’s most vigilant defenders and a helper of the needy. If he has finished everything he wants to do, doesn’t that mean Hyrule is at its best condition?

Commander: It’s terrible, sir. Link is Hyrule’s greatest hero when there is injustice to fight and prizes to be won. But in times of peace... well... take a look for yourself.

The commander points out thewindow to where Link stands in a field. The usually bright young boy has an aura of menace about him.

Link: My time as Hyrule’s saviour has come and gone. From now on the hero is no more! I am now Link, the ultimate MENACE OF SOCIETY! I vow in these peaceful times to spare nobody my mischief!

He dawns a kitton mask and gives an evil laugh.

Link: NO ONE SHALL BE SPARED! I WILL BREAK INTO HOMES AT NIGHT AND STEAL CHEESE! I WILL BOTHER PETS AND FARM ANIMALS! I WILL SMASH VASES IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT WHEN EVERYONE WANTS TO SLEEP! MWA HA HA HA HA!

The soldier and commander shake their heads. The noble swallows nervously.

Noble: Well, that certainly seems... pretty bothersome. But Link does generally listen to the counsel of his friends. Maybe if they talk him out of this he will listen?

Commander: Look again.

Link is surrounded by his friends from all over Hyrule. They clap and cheer at his speech and promises of mayhem.

Navi: There are PLENTY of pots to destroy in castle town!

Fi: Use me to search for treasure while you raid, master.

Darunia: Remember to use BOMB FLOWERS if you need an extra kick to get rid of obstacles that get in your way!

Malon: Make sure Epona gets lots of exercise! Use her to leap over fences!

Anju: If you find any cuckoos while breaking and entering bring them to me and I will give you a reward!

Great Fairy: And come to me if you’re ever in danger of facing consequences for your actions. I will heal you up.

The noble shakes his head

Noble: Well, he’s totally loyal to Her Majesty and her family. Perhaps they will stop him?

Commander: Look again.

The hero is approached by the kings and princesses of Hyrule.

Zelda: Link, you goof. You can’t cause mayhem all over Hyrule without my permission. Here! A signed letter giving you permission to enter any region with the royal seal of approval!

Ruto: And my permission to enter the body of Jabu Jabu, my people’s sacred deity, anytime you want if you want to search for treasure in there.

Riju: This royal helm, which is an important tool of my people, is yours to wear as well. As well as this gown for if you want to break the law of my land and come into my royal home!

King Bosphoramus Rhoam Hyrule: Remember to keep yourself warm with fires at night. Here’s my torch, axe, and some flint to get yourself started.

King Daphnes Nohansen Hyrule: And keep in touch with this stone on your travels, Link, just in case you need a royal pardoning.

King Harkinian: And don’t forget your SMART SWORD!

The soldier and commander sigh.

Noble: Oh. We are doomed.

*** *** ***

There’s a meme in The Legend of Zelda fandom that Link is a horrible mischievous gremlin child, and that is true. But I NEED everyone to undestand that his horribleness is ENCOURAGED. His friends, bosses, and the Gods themselves WANT HIM TO BE A HORRIBLE GREMLIN CHILD.

They sell him bombs at an affordable price. They meet up with him in secret places that require him to break into the key political building of their Kingdom (A hanging offence if I’ve ever heard of one). They are IN ON THE ACTION of his quests.

#The legend of zelda #TLOZ #breath of the wild #tloz Link #Ocarina of Time #Princess Zelda #Ruto #Princess Ruto #tloz fi #Malon #tloz wind waker #Darunia #tloz anju #Legend of Welp!#legend of welp #low!

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itsss4t4n · 22 days

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my purpose

i think my purpose in life wasnt supposed to be working or contributing to society in any meaningful way.

I was just supposed to live a quiet peaceful life. Just for me.

I was supposed to be the mysterious, weird person living in a cottage on the outskirts of a small village near the woods.

I dont live in our current time or world. Its more like a medieval fantasy world with minimal electricity like lights and record players.

The village people think i might be a witch but not the „bad“ kind. The kind they would go to for medical and spiritual help.

I mostly grow my own food. Anything else i get at the village market.

Money isnt all to necessary but the little that i need is earned by making and selling arts as well as natural „medicine“ like salfes and ointments made of plants.

I do silly little rituals to worship my ancient deitys and base my routines on the mooncycle.

I use my free time to create all kinds of art. Paintings, pottery, jewellery

I wear lots of crystal and wood jewerely and long flowy skirts.

In the mornings i open thewindow over my kitchen sink and watch the sunrise and feed birds on my windowsill.

I drink coffee and tea while sittitng on my front porch and reading.

I have time to watch and enjoy every sunset.

At night i lay outside my house and stargaze. I have every constellation memorized.

I have a big black dog names Argus and a multicoloured cat named Atreyu. They are my best friends.

Maybe i have a partner.

Someone who is sweet, understanding and funny.

They watch the sun rise and set with me. We sit and read in comfortable silence with each other.

We point out different stars and constellations to each other and talk about their backstorys and legends.

We gift each other the littlest things that remind us of the other person. Flowers, rocks, anything really.

They hug me from behind as i stand infront of my kitchen window and plant soft kisses on my shoulder and neck.

They love non sexual touches and kisses.

They play with argus and atreyu.

They do ritualy and spiritual things with me.

We are content.

We have all me need.

We are happy.

I am happy.

At peace.

My purpose.

#writing #thoughts #journaling #life purpose #fantasy #ideal life #lgbtqia #woods #nature

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raurquiz · 10 months

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#happybirthday @KateBeckinsale #katebeckinsale #actress #selene #underworld #evolution #RiseoftheLycans #Awakening #bloodwars #click #pearlharbour #vanhelsing #thewindow #emma #totalrecall #TheAviator #SnowAngels #Vacancy #LoveandFriendship #TheOnlyLivingBoyinNewYork #Farming

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caracello · 1 year

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classic adhd momebt of having a whole plan for today and immediately throwing it out thewindow because oh god oh god i need t o play a video game i havent touched in 4 months

#ineed tto play starbound i need to be a robit #.txt

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dandelionstep · 1 year

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how do i tell my website to ignore the viewport resoultion of mobile devices and use the actual size of thewindow<3for the love of god<3its not woriking no matter what i do<3

#txt

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neraawritesxx · 2 years

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If you're still taking prompts: KakaSaku "We slept in the same bed for space reasons but now we’re just waking up and there’s something about your bleary eyes and mussed hair" if you don't mind ^^

title: mussed

pairing: kakashi x sakura

word count: 2,012

a/n: after the angst of the last story, this was a god send to write, lol. thank you for submitting the prompt anon!

Sakura nearly stumbles across the inn’s threshold, draggingher two bags inside and out of the rain. Behind her, Kakashi saunters in withmuch less fanfare, soaked head to toe from the downpour. Night was nearly uponthe small rural village they found themselves in, and it was long past the timethat they found a place to hunker down for the night. Kakashi reaches to hold openthe door for Sakura, who glances at him appreciatively as she steps back intothe rain to grab their other belongings.

For three days, nearly nonstop, they have tracked rogue Mistnin who has been attacking caravans in the countryside. Their suspect had luredthem on a wild goose chase through multiple villages, leaving bodies in his wakeat every turn. Anticipating his movements was exhilarating, the pursuitinitially being at the forefront of her mind. However, towards the end of thehunt, even Kakashi wanted to be done with it. Things thankfully ended in an impressivefashion when Sakura ran down the murderer in the woods just south of thisvillage, performing a spectacular sliding tackle that took the criminal’s legsout from underneath him, which gave Kakashi time to place him in a genjutsu.

Tsunade had sent Anbu to apprehend the missing-nin oncecaptured, transporting him back to Kohana to be transferred to the Mist officialspending a trial for his crimes. That left the two of them to make their wayhome, and with the adrenaline gone, Sakura was fatigued beyond belief, andKakashi did not look much better. They both agreed to stop and rest in thevillage for the night before returning to Kohana in the morning. Neither haveanything pertinent to return to.

Sakura shakes the raindrops from her shirt, tired lines underscoringthe heavy cast of her eyes, and the contour of her shoulders sags noticeably. Shewas exhausted; there was no arguing that. She was sure Kakashi felt thesame, though he could hide his better, but she could tell by how he stood, backconcaved, and shoulders slumped that their current situation also afflicted him.

She disregards the bags with him and wanders further intothe quaint reception area, catching the innkeeper’s attention.

“Hello, we’d like a room, please. Two beds,” Sakura requests.

The innkeeper looks up and laughs drily. “Sorry, sweetheart,but all of our rooms with two beds are booked up.” He holds up a piece ofpaper, a flyer she realizes, and points to the headline. “Annual fishing festivalthis weekend, you see.”

“In this weather?” Sakura scoffs, but the receptionistdoesn’t rise to her taunt. She looks back at Kakashi, noting with disdain that hereyes are poorly focused, and she cannot accurately concentrate and stare forlong. He doesn’t look as bothered as she expects him to, but then again, that ishis nature, aloof and stoic, without a care in the world.

“Two single rooms, then,” Sakura states in an exasperatedtone, turning back to the receptionist.

“Out of those as well, but I can see what I have availablefor the two of you,” the innkeeper offers. He moves to the registry and beginsscanning through the reservations. After a moment, he jabs his finger down thepaper and looks at Sakura with hope. “This reservation never showed, so theirroom is fair game. Only one bed, though.”

Sakura glances back at Kakashi again, looking for any reaction,but she finds him exhausted and mute, not offering any help. She glances at thewindow, noting the downpour and shivers. They could try and find another inn,surely not all of them are booked. She opens her mouth to say such, but Kakashielbows past her, slapping what’s left of their cash onto the countertop.

“It’s fine. We’ll take the room,” he says.

-o-

“Absolutely not,” Sakura says calmly.

Kakashi snorts. “It’s not that bad.”

“Coming from the man who definitely won’t fit on the bed?Sure, whatever you say,” she snarks.

The bed is full-sized, but the mattress is thin, and the wornwool comforter offers little to be desired. Kakashi tosses his pack down at thefoot of the bed and starts to strip out of his wet clothing. The utility vestgoes first, discarded on the room’s only chair, and second goes the weapons pouchstrapped to his thigh. He reaches for his shirt next, and it’s then that Sakura,horrifyingly, realizes that she is alone with the object of her desires.

Kakashi has been something of an enigma to her over the lastfew years. Since their genin days, they have been paired together, and thoughshe thinks of him as the annoying brother that she never wanted but got stuckwith anyway, there are instances, flashes, where she remembers that he is a man.A man that is constantly on her mind, someone who has engraved himself sofinely into the crevices of her life that she cannot wash him away even if shewanted to.

He is so annoying and frustrating with his lateness and carelessness,but she finds him so utterly fascinating that she cannot leave him be even ifshe tries. She is sure that he does not feel the same way, but there aremoments, after missions, when he looks at her, stares at her which such longingand desire that Sakura forgets how to breathe, and she is drawn in by thosemismatched eyes. She has hope that he returns a semblance of the feelings thatshe has for him. But he never acts on it, and those moments are few and farbetween. She categorizes those emotions based on the fact that they are usuallyaway from the village, in life-or-death situations, and he is worried aboutlosing a friend.

Kakashi sits at the edge of the bed after putting on a dryshirt and starts pulling off his shoes, one after the other, plopping on thefloor with a wet ‘squelch.’

He turns to her and calls, “Come to bed, Sakura.” His voice issuch a low timber it shoots right down her spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake.“You’re exhausted. Let’s go to sleep.”

She feels like those emotions are slipping into his gazeagain, the ones that leave her warm at her core. The longer he stares at her,the more she feels the urge to fidget under his gaze. She does the only thingthat she is good at in moments like this: she flees.

“Let me change, and I’ll be right out,” Sakura offers,grabbing her wet bag from the floor and escaping into the bathroom.

-o-

When Sakura comes out of the bathroom, the lights in theroom are out, and Kakashi is already in bed. The only light is a faint luminescenceemanating is from the window above the headboard. The rain patters incessantly againstthe window pane, and Sakura moves to the empty side of the bed, drawing back thecovers.

She pauses, looking at the back of Kakashi’s head where itcreases into the pillow. He was on his side, turned away from Sakura, hisbreathing even, of that of someone in a deep slumber. She is unsurprised, givenhow tired he appeared to be, and Sakura envies how easily he fell asleep. Shewould like to think that the thought of having to share a bed with her wouldhave haunted him as it haunts her.

She finally crawls into bed, tugging up the covers overherself. The smooth sheets were already warm from Kakashi’s residual heat. She stretchesout briefly to enjoy the full extent of it, relishing in the feeling, and thensettles down and resigns herself to try and sleep. Initially, she lays on herback, staring at the ceiling and willing herself to sleep. She attempts to restfor the next half hour, but her mind cannot turn itself off despite theexhaustion seeping into her bones. She turns on her side, angling herselftowards Kakashi. Having him this close, she can smell the musk clinging to himafter a few days on the road. It was unique and earthy, solid and grounding,something that she found relaxing after days’ worth of adrenaline.

She moves slowly, tucking herself closer to his side, savoringin his warmth. She makes sure that she is not close enough to touch but enoughto have to mold herself to the shape in which he slumbers, lest she wake him.

Kakashi’s breathing comes softly, the covers rising andfalling gently with each inhalation. His steady tempo effortlessly guidesSakura, her chest rising and falling to match his own. She feels the drowsinesscreeping in, distinctly taking hold and dragging her down into the depths ofslumber. She barely notices as the world slowly falls into darkness.

-o-

Sakura blinks the sleep out of her eyes and finds Kakashi,very much still unconscious, hair mussed, mouth hanging open ungracefully andred imprints on his cheek, carefree and messy and vulnerable, and shefeels like the ground is rushing up to meet her with how much raw emotion shefeels in this moment. She sometimes forgets how beautiful he looks without hismask. She doesn’t know when he turned to her in their sleep, but they’re closerthan before, their noses almost touching, their breath mingling.

It is peaceful for a moment, and then the next thing sherealizes, she is staring at hazy mismatched eyes.

“Hey,” he calls. His voice always feels like it knockssomething loose inside of her; she pulls back slightly to look at him fully.

“Morning,” she replies, tucking a stray strand of hair behindher ear, suddenly self-conscious.

There’s a moment’s pause, both of them staring at one another,then his lips brush over hers feather-light, teasing, darting in and awaybefore she can fully feel them. It’s maddening, leaving her feeling itchy and hotand – and bothered. She gazes at him wide-eyed, eyes catching the wayhis mouth cants as he pulls away, smug and unaffected.

“What was that for,” she queries in a hushed tone.

Instead of answering, his hand covers hers underneath theblanket. She can feel the creases of his fingers, the calluses at the edges ofhis thumb and forefinger. For a few minutes, they sit in silence, his thumb brushingagainst the back of her hand. It’s relatively comfortable, and Sakura doesn’tfeel the need to fill it with small talk. Then Kakashi lets out a breath andsays, confident and unwavering, “I think you know.”

It’s her that tugs on his hand, that draws him into her, butit’s him that groans against her mouth, hands moving to clutch the back of herhead as if he needs to be grounded – as if he is adrift. As if it’s only herkisses that are keeping him afloat. She finds herself lost to the sound,clutching to his shirt as if it is her lifeline – as if she is trying to holdherself to this earth, as his lips move against hers, as his tongue slides intoher mouth, licking at her teeth and coaxing her own to move against his.

Her neck aches at this angle as she tries to chase hiskisses and extend that delicious friction of their lips meeting and parting. Heshifts the get closer, a knee brushing hers, and it occurs to her all at oncethat there is a polite distance between their bodies, and it is not only unnecessary,but it is unwanted.

Her hands reach out blindly, feeling along the mattress untilshe brushes along his hip and feels the worn cloth beneath her palm. He gaspsagainst her lips at the touch, and she then puts her hands flush against him,against his chest, feeling the heat beneath her palms and the racing beat ofhis heart.

He draws away after what feels like an eternity, chestheaving slightly and that same cocky grin crossing his features.

“Breakfast?” He asks.

Sakura smiles softly. “Yes,” she responds. “But you’rebuying.”

#Kakashi Hatake #Sakura Haruno #KakaSaku #Kakashi x Sakura #hatake kakashi #haruno sakura #Nera Writes #naruto fanfiction #kakashi/sakura #my fanfiction

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biblicallyaccuratefaggot · 2 years

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its so fucking hot in my room i cant even open thewindows becasue of smoke outside

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interstellar-child · 1 month

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if only they made a ve-hi-cle 🤨that was de-signed to haul stuff without hanging it out thewindow 🤔 like a really big trunk 😔

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upwords1990 · 2 months

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Another Mini-Story from Suspense/Horror Author Michael Sanchez You can follow his work here: authormichaelsanchez.net #suspense #mystery #horror #ads #Marketing #ministories #scareme #thewindow

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