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olivyh · 1 year

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I straight up thought this was a jamil blog at first. Anyways I'm going to make that a little more true.

Jamil x reader but I really liked the language barrier thing you did, so here's something like that.

The whole magical translator thing breaks. That's it. That's the fic. Do what you will from this point on.

A/N: It might as well become a Jamil blog at this point haha! I'm surprised at how many jamil lovers there are here (not that I'm disappointed, he's one of my fav charas!). I aoso just found a made-up language generator online bc I'm too lazy to come up with new words ;;;;; Also, I didn't know how to make this seem so, but all of the italicized lines are in Arabic! If you/your mc speaks Arabic, then it's in the twst universe's version of Arabic!

Jamil groans softly as sunlight seeps through the curtains which sway in the breeze and cast the room in dimmed reds and golds. The person in his arms shifts slightly, likely awoken by his sudden movement. He hushes them gently, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of their head, smiling softly when he notices how they bury their face in his chest and their grip on his waist tightens.

"Good morning, my love," He whispers, running his hand along their side gently as they giggle from the feeling. They shift slightly in his arms, gazing up at him with weary eyes, still glazed with sleep as they rest their head on his bicep, fiddling with the edges of his tanktop with their deft hands.

"Veex quekninv-" Jamil snorts.

"What does that mean?" He chuckles against their hair, only to pull back when their face is laced with confusion, eyebrows knitted on their forehead as they tilt their head slightly.

"Ftuh?"

"Baby, it's too early for this," He sighs, sitting up and stretching finally. His door is swung open and slams against the wall with a loud thud, making him let out a sharp gasp as the peace of the morning is broken by the heir of the Al-Asim fortune himself, looking much more distressed than usual.

"Jamil!" The other boy rushes towards the bed, panting softly. "Something's wrong!"

"What?" Jamil sits up, swinging out of bed with an agility only obtained from years of protecting the boy in front of him from assassins and intruders. He reaches for his magical pen, instinctively pushing the boy and his lover behind him as he glares at the doorway. "Stand back."

"No! Not that!" Kalim pulls his arm back, audibly gulping. "Something's wrong with the whole school! Nobody can understand anyone else!"

"W-what?!"

"Yeah! I tried to talk to Azul and-"

"Azul?!"

"Just listen!" Kalim shoves his phone in Jamil's face as the other boy tries to smother the annoyance that threatens to burst from his chest, a migraine already forming at the base of his skull.

"Azul?" From the speaker sounds a series of clicks and hisses. "Azul, this isn't fucking funny. I'm serious, stop trying to get Kalim involved in your-" More clicks, this time sounding annoyed laced with a long hiss at the end. Another voice joins the fray, this one Jamil can only recognize as his teammate's. Floyd's clicks are much quicker and louder, with more sharp hisses and chirps thrown in. "Just hang up."

"That's the mer language!"

"I know-" Jamil sits on the edge of the bed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "It was a prank."

"It's happening all over the school. I was only able to speak with Leona, but apparently the whole school is struggling. I can't uderstand Cater or Lilia at all-"

"Like they're speaking another language?"

"Yes!"

"Ftuh uko chea vachj juchinv? Ftuh'j veinv en?" His lover sits up, placing themselves beside him and running a worried hand over his arm.

"It's okay," He speaks slowly, trying to convey as much as possible to them. He makes a little 'ok' symbol with his hand. "The spell is broken." He points towards his magic pen, followed by a shake of his head as he stands, hrowing on his sweatshirt as he allows his magic to fix his hair.

"You think it's really broken?" Kalim asks.

"Why are you worried?" Jamil retorts, harsh even to his ears. He takes a deep breath. "You speak enough languages to understand everyone decently."

"B-but-" He gulps and shakes his head. "We can't understand them-" Kalim motions towards Jamil's lover, who stares at them curiously. "Shouldn't you be more worried?"

"Of course I'm worried," Jamil admits. "But it'll be back soon. We can understand each other fine."

Kalim nods before leavng the room with a soft apology. Jamil turns to the other student in the room, watching them button their shirt and adjust their blazer.

"My love," They mutter. "Good morning. Good. Tired. Cook. Dinner. Damn. Stupid eel." Jamil grins. A part of him feels elated at the prospect of them picking up his mutters, attempting to learn bits of his language. Another part feels guilty that he hadn't learned any of theirs.

"Understand?"

"Understand. Little." They make a small motion with their fingers as he chuckles, pulling them close by their waist and pressing a kiss to their lips, hoping to convey all his unspoken thoughts, words that have to wait until the spel is back in place. He pulls away from them for a moment, looking towards the open door and sighing. Jamil looks back to his lover and they nod, already rummaging through his drawers to pull out the clothes they started leaving there ever since they'd first started dating (a constant reminder that they always had a home in Scarabia).

He throws on his uniform, giving his lover a small wave as he leaves the room and allows them the extra time to get ready in private. Jamil takes note of the near chaos of Scarabia- some students speaking in one language only to recieve an answer in a completely different one. Some students had resorted to using over-the-top hand motions to get their points across, loudly shouting one word in their native language while acting it out in some odd impromptu game of charades. Out of the corner of his eye he takes notice of Kalim attempting to communicate with some of the students who spoke the same language as him (although Jamil noticed how much the heir was struggling, getting one language mixed with another and forgetting who spoke what). Jamil mentally prepares himself for the day ahead, knowing all too well that he would be heading back to his room at the end of the day defeated with a headache that could split mountains.

The boy couldn't help but worry about how the day would play out, repeating imaginary scenarios over and over in his head. The pit in his somach grew as he became increasibgly anxious about how him and his lover would communicate. Would it go as smoothly as it did this morning? Were they truly able to understand each other without a single word spoken?

As he puls out the cuting board, he couldn't help but allow his mind to wander to what could be, what could happen due to this spell.

Relax, he tries to tell himself, you're overthinking things again, the reasonable side of him argues. The other side, the one that needs to have every moment planned and every breath counted, tells him otherwise, taunting him as he slowly slices up the vegetables and places them onto a separate plate.

Warm arms around his waist pull him from his stupor as he jolts, tuning to see the student in question burying their face between his shoulder blades. Their grip on him tightens as he twists and attempts to embrace them, only to be met with their shy giggle.

"You-" He sighs, chuckling and ignoring the heat that creeps up his neck. He wants to ask them what would happen if someone saw (it was all an act, they both knew. Nothing would truly happen to him if someone saw just how soft they made him) but he knew it would all be in vain.

They separate from him for a moment, grabbing a knife of their own and helping him tear and slice the vegetables. The kitchen is filled with the soft sound of the knife hitting the cutting board, dull thunking in the silent room. Occasionally they would shift and bump their shoulder into his, making his head turn as their eyes would meet for a split second. So many words spoken in two languages, each one alien to the other person.

In that moment, those words warped through translation, spoken in the same breathless gasp that they shared when their eyes would meet and the others' lips would quirk in a small smile before continuing what the other was doing.

Soon they fell into a comfortable, silent pattern. Jamil would shift from one side to the other, and his partner would weave between him and the stove to reach something else. They would both be met with nothing more than shy brushes of the hand or the breezes that would graze the other's face as they would move a little too quickly.

Soon enough, they had an assortment of dishes for all the Scarabia residents, all lined up on the massive table that sat in the middle of the kitchen.

Jamil looks over to his lover as they smile, placing the final knife in the sink as they turn to him and smile so brightly he swore even the sun as it shone through the open window had dimmed in comparison. He smiles softly, holding their hand in his own gently and kissing the back (he hoped that communicated enough thank you's for all their help).

Their shy chuckle was enough to lift his spirits as he held them close, winding one arm around their waist (an action they once told him reminded them of a snake surrounding it's prey, something he was once embarrassed about, until he believed it to be a protective action more of anything).

Pressing a kiss to their forehead, the nagging voice in the back of his skull was silenced. They didn't need to speak the same language to understand one another, their routines and actions spoke loudly enough. Jamil wished he'd been more confident in that fact, a small part of him disappointed in his thoughts.

"Jamil!" A shrill voice called from the living room, making the other boy groan loudly. "I invited Azul over to help us understand our Mer students and he's on his way!"

"Are you kidding me?!"

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jihoonotes · 2 years

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photograph #35

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— FINALE.

YEARNING

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synopsis: for yn it was love at first sight, but for jihoon it was annoyed at first..

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rubyreduji · 1 year

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eat your young - ljh (teaser)

pairing: lee jihoon x gn!reader genre: angst, fluff, fake dating, romance, hunger games!au w.c.: teaser is 455, whole series is tbd a/n: reaping rules are changed so it's just from ages 12-20 of any gender bc jihoon is 18 and reader is 19. titled based off the hozier song.

you're prepared to survive the hunger games, what you're not prepared for is for lee jihoon to be in the arena with you

first chapter to be posted friday may 26

Jennie moves to the large bowl that sits off to the side of the stage and pulls out a single slip of paper before walking back to the microphone. She eagerly unfolds the paper and leans into the mic. "L/N Y/N."

You don't move at first. It takes a moment to even recognize that it was your name that was called. For a second, you feel Joshua gripping onto your wrist, almost telling you to stay, but then he lets go and you start to walk up to the stage, like you're on autopilot. You're standing right on the edge of your section, so you don't have to pass anyone and see their looks of pity. Good.

Before you know it, you're on stage, staring at every face in the district. Jennie is gesturing to you. She has pink hair and a matching pink dress that looks like planet's rings surrounding her body. It's ugly. For a moment, before she starts talking, Jennie looks intimidated by you. You get that a lot.

"Do we have any volunteers?"

No. Not that you're surprised. Nobody volunteers in District 7, let alone for someone like you. Everyone in Seven already thinks you're capable of winning the games, why would they risk putting someone else in? When you turned twelve you and a couple other kids started to do Hunger Games training on your own, picking up skills you saw in previous games. You've always been one of the best at, being able to fight and picking up on survival skills. Over the year's you've built up even more skills working with your axe in the woods. You're grateful that you belong to a district that has a trade that's useful in the arena.

You look out at the crowd and your eyes land on the closest familiar face you see, which just happens to be your little sister in the middle of the crowd, standing with the other fifteen year olds. You lock eyes. She has tears in her eyes and her lip is quivering a bit, but she looks like she's trying to keep composed for your sake. You're grateful for that because if she started to bawl, you're sure you won't be able to keep your own composure.

You're knocked out of your stupor when Jennie is talking again. "What a brave young soul. Now for our next tribute." Her heels clack against the concrete of the Justice Hall's stage as she walks back over the bowl, pulling out one more slip.

The energy of the crowd is tense as Jennie brings her lips up to the mic. "Lee Jihoon."

You start a bit at the name. Jihoon? There’s no way she just said Lee Jihoon.

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fyrets · 5 months

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Daily design #8 - VEEX

#meow.png #YEAHHH WOOO WOOO #designs #my art #pawborough #paw borough #pb ragdoll

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kubfoo · 30 days

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if i wake up tomorrow and king - a veex pmv doesnt have at least 728 views (1 for each of my beautuuoiouetiful followers) i start taking hostages

#op #sorry i like venexs gay little ocs they occupy space in my brain

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darka-art · 1 year

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Kabal of the Blood Diamonds- Act ch1

The Kabal of blood Diamond : Act 1

The Gladiator from DownWegg.

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Note: Plz note that I havn't planed to publish the full story, but I plan to write at last 3-5 chapter. If people seems interested enought, I may end up continuting at last the full arc.

The Kabal of blood Diamond : Act 1

The Gladiator from DownWegg.

•⁚⁛PLZ BEWARE : The fic contains gore, killing in very crude way, swore and sexuall theme. It is not a lecture for younger viewer and I recommend that you perhaps should read something els if these theme make you uncomfortable.⁛ ⁚ •

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The loft that had been given to the Scourge and her team was pathetically colored. The ceiling was relatively low, and none of the furniture were made of human leather, but of dark metal. Although luxurious, the apartment was too dated. Shame in Cormmorragh.

But oh well. El-Shay would go with it. And at least each member of her team had their own apartment, except Veex who insisted on staying in a room full of computers and strange devices that she didn't really understand.

Evra and her husband Haemonculi, Berbeduale, had built a little corner near the Torture wing. As usual, Berbedual was well organized and had already installed his surgical instruments in the room.

Savyle was a slightly messier young assassin. No sooner had she settled into the room near Veex that she had already transformed the place into a barracks filled with weapons and armor that covered the floor. She was a somewhat chaotic young woman, but she shouldn't be underestimated.

And El-Shay was there, in the big room far back, where even those big windows seemed closed away from the rest of the world.

It was perfect like that. She liked to have a quiet room away from the others where she could watch them. She had been Arkon of the prestigious Blood Diamond Kabal for years. She knew very well that anyone could become… Jealous.

However this time the jealousy came from outside. Indeed, dozens of her precious cargo ships that made the glory of her Kabal had been attacked or simply disappeared overnight, and it had started to titillate the Scourge’s business.

After an investigation led by his right hand, Evra, the face of the prime suspect had finally come to light: Evisive Lekk. An arena master renowned for his gladiator slaves and lavish parties that entertained the great Elites of the Dark city.

And that's where she was.

In a building attached to the home of this great arena master, quietly setting up this little spy mission with his 4 henchmen on the bus quietly showing this bastard that he shouldn't have attacked the Kabal blood diamonds. The Scourge was so close to its prey.

On the other hand, she still had to be patient: Murdering such a popular Noble would have to require a lot of discretion so as not to attract too much attention. Commorragh was merciless.

Before she could gut that idiot, she had to wait a bit and used a lot of manipulation skills.

But it was fine.

She was very good at playing blood chess.

Suddenly, someone knocked on her bedroom door, snapping her out of her conspiratorial thoughts.

"It's Evra, may I come in ma'am?" I have heard from our contact.”

Oh. That, she hoped, was good news.

" Yes. The Scourge replied.

Evra entered with her beautiful pale blue hair. His long bat wings were still quite straight. Her round porcelain face still gave her an innocent look, but El-Shay knew her too well to let that fool her.

Evra was patient and smart. That's why she made the Scourge her right hand.

The blue-haired Scourge walked over to her mistress and sat down on a chair she had provided for her.

"Lerro arrived a little early and therefore decided to go and have fun in a bar with two or three newly acquired slaves..."

And shit. This Reaver was an excellent hunter of information, but he could never help wasting his time in glasses and blade competitions.

The Arkon sighed and clenched her iron claws.

Her black wings had tensed.

“I am surrounded by fools. When's that paunchy idiot bringing his butt here? »

Eve sighed. " Tomorrow morning. If you want my opinion, maybe around noon if he doesn't have too many injuries. And I have a very bad feeling about all this."

She always shay that, but this time, El-shay shared her feelings.

El-Shay got up fiercely from his chair to serve a drink on one of the cabinets in front of his bed. She opened a bottle filled with red liquid then filled her glass.

"If he doesn't hurry up, I'm the one who will hurt him. She said, drinking the red liquid in her glass.

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Lerro had just finished half his bottle. He already didn't remember when he walked into that bar. The smell of narcotics didn't help. He just remembered that he had sold one of his slaves. It was... What was it called, the all blue? Ah! Yes, a T'au. This one had allowed him to enter this chic little club.

Small was maybe a little weak as words: In the background there stood three Reaver who had fun ripping off a human's finger with a knife, in the center a player was playing his instrument made of human organ and Eldar and at the bar, of the Succubi spoke of their murderous exploit on civilians whom they had killed while they slept.

His last slave was a young human also with him at the counter. He was shaking.

The pale, thin face turned towards his master. He looked at him with his big brown eyes which were already beginning to lose their colors.

The human was terrified. Lerro turned his eyes slightly toward his slaves. He smirked.

"And why would I do that, Mon-kheig?" he said in an amused tone.

"Please... I have two children waiting for me... Please, I'm afraid for them and..."

"Oh, but it's true that it's all very sad." he said, slowly approaching the chained human.

"...too bad I don't give a fuck."

He took the bottle and smashed it in his slave's face. This one fell on the ground and this mis wept. The Blood Diamond spy couldn't help but laugh a good laugh.

The Waitress didn't seem to have so much fun.

“I hope you will pay for the bottle. By the way, you still haven't paid for the two bottles... I have an idea: pay now as well as the bottle you just broke, and you can order a new bottle. »

"Oh LADY, give another bottle for an old mercenary..."

She held up a bottle. She shook it like a toy you shake in front of a baby. He raised a hand to grab the bottle, but the waitress lifted it higher so he couldn't reach it.

She looked at him with a big smile on her lips.

“He, he, he, pay first!” She said with a wavering voice.

Lerro looked at her darkly. Nobody had the right to make fun of him like that.

He stood up looking her straight in the eyes.

He took the chair where his slave was sitting. Lerro tried to hit the waitress with it, but she dodged the chair which instead hit the back of one of the Succubi. The victim of the chair fell to the ground and her friends were obviously unhappy that their discussions were uninterrupted.

They threw themselves at him, and by reflex, he used his slave as a shield of flesh.

The warriors threw themselves on the slave, and with their sharp knives, covered him with wounds and cut off his limbs while he was still breathing. The poor human was only the first victim of the decadence that continues in this small bar.

The three Reavers who were in the background had rushed to the center and fought with the crowd, the player who just a moment earlier had been playing on top of everyone, was now on the ground, a knife in his throat.

The Succubis were fighting against one of the bar waiters.

Three Kabalists had entered armed with their guns to participate in the bloodbath and the manager of the bar sent his henchmen to try to regain control of his establishment.

Lerro came out behind an overturned table, crawling. He was only a short walk from the exit.

But he just had to wait for one of the Kabalists to walk away.

Whoever was blocking his exit fired a few shots.

The warrior turned his head slightly in the direction of where Lerro was hiding. The Blood Diamonds spy stayed hidden, hoping not to be seen.

The Kabalist remained motionless, then headed into the center to find a new victim. This was the moment Lerro had been waiting for.

He then crawled.

A freshly severed hand fell on his face. He almost screamed in surprise, but he restrained himself. He was too close to fail.

He was only a few centimeters away… and YES! He successfully passed through the exit door and finally came out alive.

He turned his head to see the bar which was now chaotic, and gave a good laugh.

As he turned to run, his smile disappeared: The waitress at the table stood in front of him, a gun in her hand.

She smiled and then exclaimed, "It's time to pay your debts." Then she pulled the trigger.

And just like that, the Kabal of the Blood Diamonds lost Lerro as well as the valuable information he held.

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lyvenex · 25 days

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Figuring stuff out

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capitalnumbers · 1 year

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Discover Google’s Intelligent Side: 7 AI-Based Innovations Worth Trying

What are Google AI-based Innovations?

Google provides these platforms for creating artificial intelligence (AI) or machine learning (ML) based projects. Offering a user-friendly environment for comfortable model building, these platforms help experiment with ideas and, thus, make working with ML algorithms easier than other AI projects. So, the demand for familiarity with Google AI projects is high among companies and is a must-have skill for employees.

Google AI offers various Tools, Platforms, and APIs, including the following ones –

Google Cloud AI Platform

Google AutoML

Google AI Platform Notebooks

Google Cloud Vision API

Google Cloud Text-to-Speech API

Google Cloud Speech-to-Text API

Google Cloud Natural Language API

Google Translate

Google Assistant

Top 7 Google AI-based Innovations

1. Google Assistant

Primarily available on mobile and home automation devices, Google Assistant is a virtual assistant software application that allows for seamless two-way conversations. It is built to keep your information safe and secure.

In 2022, Google added various new features to improve the overall experience, including the ability to send voice messages and type faster, and features like a call screen and Direct My Call powered by Duplex that displays quick call menu options.

2. Self-Checking AI Solution

The shelf-checking AI solution, built on Google Cloud’s Veex AI Vision, “utilizes Google’s database of facts about people, places and things, allowing retailers to recognize billions of innovations to ensure in-store shelves are right-sized and well-stocked.”

The company also said there was an update to its Discovery AI solutions while introducing “a new personalization AI capability and new Browse AI feature to help retailers upgrade their digital storefronts with more dynamic and intuitive shopping experiences.”

Read the full article here - : 7 AI-Based Innovations Worth Trying

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