#AYE ZEE

[darugodream]

The real downfall of Pokemon began when Z didn't come out. Finally, this doomed timeline we live in is being corrected.

[ben-alsyght]

I wish we would pronounce w as wuh or woo cause I hate saying double-U

[detnuah]

i am choosing to believe i live in a beautiful world where i can get it together enough for artifigjt ever

[ladyelainehilfur]

now THIS is what I'm talking about ‼️💥✨

[hxneylavendxr]

have you heard the full ver of akito’s newest commissioned song an has such a good part near the end of the buildup in the second verse

i fucking love vbs luka so much hello she makes me insane

hearing the full version Yeah i can see myself doing the same thing i've done with rad dogs for this one and playing exclusively on the anhane version to the point where i forget how it sounds otherwise

[animaniacs16]

My name is Azrielle but I go by Azzie.

I’ve gotten Ozzie, Ozzy, Azzy, Azy, Azie, and a host of other misspellings.

As for pronounciation, it’s pronounced with the A like the A in apple. I’ve gotten Ah-zzie and Ay-zzie.

Reblog to help find out how many of us share in the Struggle.

Feel free to elaborate on your name situation in the notes, should you care to do so!

(Companion poll about surnames coming soon.)

[imdnews1]

Income Tax Budget 2025 : 12 लाख करमुक्त उत्पन्न आणि त्यापेक्षा जास्त उत्पन्न असल्यास कर कसा मोजला जातो?

[enigma-the-anomaly]

I still can’t believe Joe zieja’s surname is pronounced like that

[dangraccoon]

Mando'a (but Horny kov'taakyc)

Honestly, this is as much a post for me to reference back as it is for other writers to use 😅

ANYWAY

** denotes words that I created based on the rules listed in this mando'a dictionary (found here)

mando'a - english - pronunciation

Body Parts

bevagol - penis, dick, cock - bayv-AH-gohl

murce - lips (pl.) - MOOR-shay

palon - hole, opening; aisle, passageway - pah-LOHN

pel'gam - skin - pel-GAM

pel'troan - cheek - pail-TROHN

petir - center - PEH-teer

shebs - backside, rear, buttocks (also rear of building etc) - shebs

yai - belly, womb, abdomen - yay

yaiten - vagina (anatomical) - yay-TEN

Actions

aar'betenor - groan, moan - ahr-bey-tehn-OHR

baa'ruir - shiver, shudder - bah-roo-EER

baar'murcyur - making love, having sex - bahr-moor-SHOOR

baar'mureyca - sex (lit. "body kiss") - bahr-MOOR-aysh-ah

bat'gaanir - rub, grind - baht-gah-NEER

chayaikir - tease, barrack, make fun of (not as hostile as mock) - chai-ay-KEER

dihaarir - undress, take clothes off, unbutton, unzip - dee-hah-REER

↳ ke'dihaarir - undress (command) **

gayiylir - spread - guy-ee-LEER

gedetir - plead, beg - geh-deh-TEER

↳ ke'gedetir - beg (command) **

irudir - hug, embrace - ee-roo-DEER

iviin'hiibir - grasp, grab, seize - ee-VEEN-hee-BEER

murcyur - kiss - moor-SHOOR

pehir - spit - peh-HEER

tigaanur - touch - tee-gah-NOOR

videkir - swallow - vee-deh-KEER

↳ ke'videkir - swallow (command) **

Feelings

adenn - merciless - ah-DEN

aiki’yc - desperate - ai-KEESH

baar'laamyc - orgasm (lit. body high) - bahr-LAH-meesh **

↳ baar'lamycir - orgasming **

dola - throughout, pervading, soaked - DOH-lah

etyc - dirty, filthy, grimy - EHT-eesh

gebyc - narrow, tight - GEHB-eesh

jatisyc - delicious - jah-TEE-seesh

kandosii'la - stunning, amazing - kan-doh-SEE-la

murey'lin - lust - MOO-ray-leen

murey'yc - sexy, erotic - moor-ay-EESH

nepel - solid, hard - nay-PAIL

nukut'la - naked, nude, bare - noo-KOOT-lah

ori'aal - passion - OH-ree-AHL

piru'lini - thirst - pee-roo-LEE-nee

piryc - wet - PEER-eesh

tsikala - prepared, ready - zee-KAH-lah

yaihi'l - full - YAH-heel

yaiyai'yc - bloated, satisfied - yai-YAI-eesh

Other

ash'emuurir - please someone - ash-eh-moo-REER

copaanir - want - KOH-pan-EER

haav - bed - hahv

↳ haavir - bed (verb; to bed)

jat'ad - good boy/girl (name of affection or praise) - jah-TAHD

jatisir - delight, please, indulge - jah-tee-SEER

linibar - need - lee-nee-BAHR

pel'tigala - tender - pel-tee-GAH-lah

pelid - mattress, something soft to lie down or fall onto - pai-LEED

tennir - open - teh-NEER

↳ ke'tennir - open (command)

Kinky

brii'tay - knot - bree-TIE

↳ brii'tayir - knot (verb, i.e. A/B/O) **

nadal - heat - nah-DAHL

↳ or'nadal - in heat **

mircir - cage, lock up, capture - meer-SEER

tay'briik - cord, rope, string - tie-BREEK

tay'briir - tie up - tie-BREER

tay'gaan - strap, belt - tie-GAHN

yaihad - pregnancy - yai-HAHD

yaihad'la - pregnant - yai-HAHD-lah

yaihadir - conceive, impregnate - yai-hah-DEER

aar'ika - sting, little pain - AHR-eek-ah

aarar - hurt, cause pain - ah-RAHR

ekur - choke - eck-OOR

gratiir - punish - grah-TEER

kadalikir - scratch, leave a mark - kah-dah-lee-KEER

nynir - hit, strike - nee-NEER

oya'karir - hunt, chase - OY-yah-kah-REER

ky'goy - edge, verge, break, precipice - kee-GOHY

↳ ky'goyir - edge (verb) **

Drop a note or ask if there's anything you think I should add!

[pluviaart]

AYE SUPERNATURAL FANDOM AND FANFIC ENJOYERS CHECK THIS OUT‼️‼️

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51057358

It's a small fic my very dear friend Zee has made for Suptober!! Go check her work because it's awesome and you don't want to miss out 😌✨ this is a fanart I made based on the fic~ SO GO AND GIVE IT SOME LOVE‼️‼️and of course stay tuned for more 👀

[olailamajnoon]

There is a fallen clothespin outside the window in the sill. The Batkids get Zatanna to help, and watch with understated interest.

Zatanna, bending over the window frame while wearing cutoffs: So guys I don't understand why yall can't just ninja this thing up.

Dick, chewing his chips meditatively: Ninja this thing up?

Zatanna: Yeah, you know. With a grapple gun. Why do you need me to retrieve it with my hands while bending over?

Jason, smirking: There's no challenge in us doing it.

Zatanna, projecting her voice backwards: Why can't I use magic?

Tim, lazing back: That's the point. If you use magic, you won't learn anything.

Zatanna, still leaning over and talking backwards: But what's the point of this entire fruitless exercise?

Cassandra, smiling helplessly: To learn a new maneuver. You never know when you'll be called upon to do this.

Zatanna stretches like a cat. The Batkids sigh.

Bruce enters, and surveys the scene and the view. The boys and Cass immediately pretend to be looking at their phones.

Bruce: You little shits. *glares*

Zatanna, bending over and looking backwards, falls on her arse into the window sill.

Dick, to Bruce: Now look at what you've done!

Zatanna appears out of the window, with pieces of potted plants in her hair. She climbs out, muttering and smoothing out her t-shirt.

Zatanna, looking whelmed: You nincompoops get what you wanted?

Dick:...

Tim:...

Cassandra: ...

Jason: Aye.

Bruce: I apologize, Zee. My kids are perverts.

Zatanna, holding up a bunch of twenty dollar bills: Yeah.

[detnuah]

clemency ❓

[evervigilantnightshade]

The Line - Part 15

Reader and John have always straddled the line between playful flirting and taking things further. However when they are forced into a safe house and a secret comes out will they be able to save what they were heading for or is all lost.

Reader x John Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Laswell, Original characters.

MDNI

Warnings: Violence, harm to reader, angst

MASTERLIST

The room was in chaos. Simon was scanning computers talking with Kate, getting frustrated with their lack of information. Kyle was looking at maps with Emma as they were analyzing flight paths and gas mileage for both big and small planes. Charlie was pacing while biting her nails. The small room was loud and yet all John could hear was the thumping of his heartbeat in his ears and he took a deep breath, attempting to calm the anxiety that was licking up his spine.

Ava walked in and called out to Simon. 

“He’s awake.” She nodded “I told him to stay put but.” 

Behind her Johnny pushed past her gently and staggered into the room. 

“What happened?” He asked, looking at the men. 

“They took Y/N.” Gaz told him and Johnny’s face fell. 

“How lang hae I bin out?” 

“Ten hours.” Simon snapped. 

“Ten hours?” Soap whispered and his knees started to give out but Charlie grabbed him and directed him to a chair. 

“Tell us what happened. Step by Step. Second by Second.” Simon demanded

“We wer, ah… we wer in ta forest. There wer two blokes and Y/N took em down.” Soap reached up and ran his hands over his face. 

“Come on Johnny, get it together.” Simon snapped

“I’m tryin. Fuck. Mae heads aye fuzzy. ”  

“Simon.” Ava said softly but firmly. 

“Sorry.” He ran his hands over his face and softened. “Sorry Johnny, continue.” 

“Thare was someone thare. We couldnae see them on thermals and Watcher couldn’t see them either. They were quiet, moved quickly. We dinnae see em coming. Then I was oott.”

“Konig?” Simon called out 

It was the first call Simon had made when they got back, despite protests from everyone. He knew that Kortac had been the ones to attack but no matter how much they didn’t think they could trust him Simon knew he loved Y/N and wouldn’t let anything happen to her. 

“Ja I know. Viper. She’s vast, stays in zee shadows, drugs her targets.” 

“Any way to get our hands on her?” John asked snapping out of his thoughts

“Leave zat to me and Keegan. We’ll get her.” 

As soon as Konig heard what was going on he dropped everything to help them find Y/N. Regardless that it was Kortac that had her, she was all that mattered. He called on Keegan to help knowing he would feel the same.  

“Boys, we ah… we have a video message that just came through. From Bako.” Kate’s sullen voice came from the computer. 

“Ava, Charlie, Ems out.” Simon said softly.

Ava and Emma headed to the door but Charlie stayed where she stood. 

“Charlie, you can’t.” Simon said gently. 

“Why not. She’s my sister. She’s my other half. Why the hell can’t I stay?” 

“You know why Charlie.” 

Tears filled her eyes and she stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. 

Simon and the others crowded around the screen watching intently. 

“Ok Kate.” John’s voice just over a whisper. 

The screen filled with Bako’s face. 

“Boys, nice to see you again. You’ve been such a pain in my ass for so long. Making me deviate from well established plans, losing me money, killing my men. Did you really think I would let you get away with that? I told you I knew your weaknesses, and as it turns out you all have the same one.” 

The camera turned to show Y/N strung up with chains in a dark room, a spotlight shining on her. Her clothes had been removed leaving her in her underwear and bra, showing the fresh cuts, bruises and blood that now covered her body. Her head was hanging and John felt his heart stop as he stared at the screen intently, looking for a sign of life.

Johnny’s legs gave out and he fell into the chair behind him. Kyle had to face away from the screen, not able to see the damage. Simon though was staring just as intently as John was except his hands were gripping the table so tightly his hands were white.

Bako walked up to her and grabbed her by her hair, lifting her head up to show a battered face. Her lip split, her nose bloody and both her eyes swollen. 

“Say hi to your friends love.” 

Y/N’s eyes fluttered open and she looked into the camera. She’s alive. The thought made a strangled gasp leave John’s throat.

“Fuck you.” She wheezed out and he punched her in the stomach. 

John wanted to crawl through the screen and beat the man to death. 

“What did I tell you about manners bitch? Here I am doing something nice for you, letting you say goodbye and this is how you repay me?” 

Another punch to the stomach made Y/N’s head fall forward again. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head up again.

“Now I’m giving you one last chance to say goodbye. Are you going to take it?” 

Y/N looked up at the ceiling and a tear rolled down her cheek. She wanted to keep her resolve and not give Bako the satisfaction but if this was her last chance to say something to her family, both found and blood she wanted to take it. She thought of John and a small sob escaped her throat. 

“It was perfect. All of it.” She whispered.

Bako let go of her hair and her head fell forward. 

“Awe isn't that just so sweet. Well I have a lot of work to do now. So I’ll end it there but know boys if I ever see you again I will do this to each and every member of your families. This one can’t be saved but the others can.” 

The screen went black and John’s knees gave out and he gripped the table to stop himself from falling. Bako was going to kill her. Hell she may already be dead. Everyone was quiet, not saying a word, sitting in shock. It was Momma Lynn’s voice that broke the silence.

“Simon.” She said, her voice shaking. 

He looked up and wiped a tear from his eye. 

“Mom, you shouldn’t be in here.” 

“I’m going to do something now I’d hoped I would never have to do.” 

She walked into the room and placed a small box on the table. She opened it to find a small book and a burner phone. 

“Your dad, he was always prepared, even after he left us.” 

She took the book out of the box and thumbed through it until she landed on the page she was looking for. She grabbed the phone and put in a number placing it back down on the table on speaker phone letting it ring. 

“Pizza By George. Best pizza around. How can we help?” A cheery woman's voice filled the room. 

“Hi…” Momma Lynn cleared her throat. “Hi I’d like to order a number 12 with extra olives.” 

There was silence on the other end for a moment and they heard a computer keyboard typing. 

“Sorry about that, it seems we may be out of olives. Can I check and call you back on this number?” 

“Yes, that would be fine.” 

The call disconnected and Momma Lynn took a deep breath. 

“Never thought I would have to do this. Always thought your dad was just being paranoid.” 

“Mom, who did you call?” Simon asked, rubbing his hand up and down her back. 

“Help. I called for help.” 

The phone rang on the table with an unknown caller and Momma Lynn answered. 

“Hello?”

“Lynn?” A deep voice answered 

“Charles.” Momma Lynn breathed a sigh of relief. 

“What’s happened?” 

“It’s Y/N. Someone took her. He’s going to kill her”

“Ok calm down, is Simon there?” 

“He’s here.” she looked at Simon and motioned her head to the phone. 

“Hello. Who am I speaking to?” Simon asked 

“Hello Simon my name is Charles. I was a friend of your dads, we served together. He spoke very highly of you and was very proud of you son. I know that you most likely have everything under control, however, before he died he put in place a system that Lynn could activate if something happened to one of you and if she has activated it that means you need a bit of help. Now I need details and I need to know who you have working on this. We aren’t here to take over, just assist where needed.” 

Simon looked at the guys on his team, all of them looking broken and he even had to admit to himself that he wasn’t exactly thinking properly. He felt relieved for the help.  

“So what now?” He asked tiredly, looking at the phone

“Now you put me in touch with your watcher and we will get the details. In the meantime you and your team get some kip. You’re no good to this if you’re drained.” 

Simon wanted to argue but Charles was right. They hadn’t slept since the attack and it was taking a toll. 

“Kate?” Simon called out 

“I heard, Charles, I'll give you a number to call and we can debrief.” 

“Perfect, thank you watcher.” 

“Konig?” Simon asked 

“Ja, on it, ve’ll contact when ve have Viper.” 

With that the room went silent and Simon looked at Momma Lynn. 

“You’re sure we can trust them?” 

“Your dad did. I do. Hell, I named one of my kids after him. He is a trusted family friend, Simon. He will find Y/N, or he’ll die trying.” 

“Ok.” 

“Simon, go sleep. We’ll watch the room and let you know if someone tries to contact you.”

Ava walked in and grabbed Simon’s hand leading him to the door as Charlie and Emma went to Johnny and Gaz. John was the last one left and he just stared blankly at the table. 

“John hun, you too.” 

“I don’t think I can sleep right now.” 

“Follow me.”

Momma Lynn led him out of the room to the end of the hall where the last door was. No one had shown John that door yet and he was curious what was behind it. She put in a number on the keypad and the door opened to reveal an office. It had dark oak furniture with a large desk and large bookcases. 

“This was my husband's office. There’s a couch and if you don’t tell anyone else I’ll let you smoke your cigars in here. Ashtray 2is on the table by the couch. The girls won’t come in here anymore, Y/N’s the only one that would… so you won’t be disturbed. Get some rest John, There’s a lot of work ahead of us. And Y/N would be mad as hell at you if she knew how badly you were beating yourself up.” 

She left then and closed the door 

John sat down on the couch and closed his eyes but opened them immediately at the sight of Y/N broken and bloodied. He was overwhelmed with grief, fear and guilt. His heart started racing and he couldn’t catch his breath. He felt like he was dying and he stood up and started pacing around the office. Suddenly he let out a scream, so loud he was sure the whole house could hear him. How was this happening? How is he losing the one good thing in his life just after he got here? It wasn’t fair. He continued to scream as he fell to the floor and then the tears came suddenly and hard.

[detective-and-dreamer]

something that happened just after lunar new year:

The festivities are over - all three days of them. Any last bits of cleanup have been left for tomorrow, or rather later today. This last round of visiting had kept them out late, and with a handful of corsairs still in the house there had been no chance of going directly to bed. Now they've made it, though, into the peace and solitude of a new year together. Locks of hair slip like dark silk between Emory's fingers as they pull pins from Nora's updo.

"It was nice." She leans into his touch, eyes closed. "Celebrating properly, or as close to it as we could."

"Aye." They reach over her to pluck her hairbrush and the little bottle of oil from the vanity. "...Thank you."

"Hmm?" She opens her eyes, meeting his in the mirror.

"For all this. Putting it together, moving stuff after you'd just gotten it arranged..."

"Of course." She says it as though it's the simplest thing in the world. "I enjoy sharing these things with you. I..." Her brows knit, and she reaches up to touch his arm. "I hope you understand how important every aspect of you is to me."

"I know. I got lucky." They start to smile, but it vanishes as they feel her fingers tremble against their skin. "You all right?"

"I'm fine, darling. And you know I'm the lucky one."

"Are we playing this game again?" Emory laughs, though it's weak - unlike Nora's racing pulse. "Really, Nor, what's wrong?"

"...I thought I would at least make it until you had a chance to sit down." Before he can ask what she means, she gets up -

- only to sink to her knees and take his hands in her own.

"My love, I would be truly lost without you. Both literally and in my own mind. You've been with me through so many journeys, my partner and my guide, and I want to go on so many more. You already know I intend to stay with you for the rest of my life. You know how much I love you and always will. But I want to say it in front of our families and friends. I want it to be known to the city, to the zee, to all of your gods and spirits." She takes a deep, shaky breath, pressing her face to his hands for a moment before looking up at him again.

"ᠠᠯᠲᠠᠨ, ᠴᠢ ᠨᠠᠳᠠ ᠲᠠᠢ ᠭᠡᠷᠯᠡᠬᠦ ᠦᠦ ?"

"...Say that again?" They choke on their words, just as she stumbles over the syllables in her imperfect accent. "I - Nora - " He isn't sure if he kneels or falls, but he's on the floor with her, pulling her into his arms, staining the shoulder of her nightgown with peligin-tinged tears. "Of course, of course I will, I love you - "

"I love you so much." Her fingers run through their hair, her own forgotten to pool and tangle around them. "I wasn't sure you'd want to, or that you wouldn't think I was only asking now that we have a child..."

"I-I didn't think you would at all, I've always just been happy that we'd be together..." He sits up to look into her own teary eyes and cup her cheek. "But I do want it. I want to call you my wife." The tears fall, then, and they let them run warm over their hand. "How long have you been planning this, then?"

"I've thought about it for a long time, but I made up my mind around the time we first started preparations for this event. Your parents agreed with me that the new year would be a good time for it."

"My - Nora, did you ask them for my hand?" He can't help but laugh - half at the thought of it, half in surprise that they managed to keep it to themselves.

"No, I told them I intended to ask you."

"Better, though you could've done it like a proper pirate and stolen me away - " Their laughter grows louder still as she swats their arm. She's giggling too, though, smothering the sound in his hair as he pretends to swoon into her arms.

"If either of us quotes one of those damned books during the ceremony, I think the other should have the right to walk out."

"'Course. That's for the wedding night."

Both of them end up as lost in laughter as they had been in tears. It's a perfect start to a new year and a newly redefined love.

[deer-rising]

Ooh I'd love to know your pick for me. Pheelthemoment 265940!

Florabrisa! :D I pick Carob!

I Love a grumpy old retired plagueling snapper :D and I also Love Dirt I think it's suuuch a beautiful brown. I Artic Coat and Kilt work really nice together to make a very cozy looking outfit! I'm always hesitant to cover up accents so I commend you on your Unafearedness to Accessorise lol. And his accent works great on him, the nose and earrings, the subtle black crackling around the eyes? Very nice! He is Grumpy and Old and i love him :) Runners Up - Siciliane (PI AYE ZEE ZEE AY), Crystalspirit (spacey :), Harvest (WONDERFULLY autumnal)

[elleryhart]

A new ship is docked. A barely-zeeworthy wreck of a thing. The name painted on its hull is something of a joke among Zailors: "The Might"

"Aye, it "Might" survive out at zee" to a chorus of laughter at The Blind Helmsmen, but her Captain Hart doesn't say a word. They seem to be making note of every laughing zailor in this place.

A keen look at the ship registry says something more. The Captain of "The Might of the Frail" will become strong. They will become something the other Zailors fear. They will know teeth.