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wafflebox-o7 · 8 days ago
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#RadioAppleAUweek 📻🍎
Day 1 | Your First AU/Your Latest AUFun fact: My Radioapple Siren AU is my first ever AU and my latest AU! Loved it so much that I've went ahead and turned it into a comic~ 😊
Here is a Link to the comic <3
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riseandfallofsecunit · 2 months ago
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That one scene from ASR
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asirensrequiem · 7 days ago
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I would just like to take a moment to draw your attention to how much my art has improved since the first chapter.
It has always been a little dream of mine to create a comic to help me improve my art and just share a story while watching my art journey along the way. ...and it has NOT dissappointed Just take a look at these two similar shots from chapter 1 and from the chapter that will be going up this Sunday:
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While I do wish I could be sharing and drawing this story faster, I am so proud that I have managed to get 3 whole chapters out with this much improvement all while taking a full time's job worth of college credits. I'm just so excited to keep sharing this and maybe even getting quicker with this as I am nearing my graduation from college. I have so many fun ideas, art, projects, and stories to share and I haven't even been fully released into the wild. Just you all wait, I've been nerfed this whole time, I'm about to pull a Goku and take off my weights once I graduate and I'll become unstoppable~
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So just a huge thank you to all of you for sticking with me in this niche little corner of the world of mine. You all inspire me to keep doing what I do and I only wish to extend that back to each and every one of you <3
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hellofriendhawke · 7 months ago
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The Tower card represents danger, crisis, and unforeseen change. However, it can also symbolize liberation.
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dwaginator · 2 months ago
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thepringlesofblood · 4 months ago
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important question: does murderbot (the murderbot diaries) wear socks?
we know socks exist in murderbot world (it describes human living spaces as smelling like dirty socks).
we know that mb's feet are inorganic and don't look like human feet or augmented human feet.
when mb gets new clothes, which it does several times throughout the series, it never mentions socks (at least not to my knowledge, and I have these books practically memorized at this point). the most we get is that some shoes are described as "soft".
when in armor, mb mentions its "suitskin", which seems to be an all-over bodysuit sort of deal that could cover feet as well, thus negating the need for socks. for most of the series, though, mb is not in armor and not wearing suitskin.
considerations/potential points
mb might hate the smell and/or human connotations of socks enough to go sockless
mb mentions its shoes being soft bc it doesn't need to wear socks with them
suitskin = no socks for secunits, but mb got some post-All Systems Red to when it had to start wearing human shoes
maybe human socks don't work with secunit feet, or aren't necessary for them (although shoes work, so i feel like socks would work too)
if mb mentions getting shoes, perhaps it can be assumed that it's also buying socks, and just didn't mention it bc it doesn't deem them important.
thoughts?
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j-nipper-95 · 23 days ago
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Six Sentence Sunday
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Huge thanks to everyone who has been tagging me recently whilst I've just been a loitering phantom. I love seeing everything you're working on. Thanks to @artsyunderstudy for the tag today and @shrekgogurt and @wellbelesbian for the tags on Wednesday.
I'M BACK!! The muse is finally working again, and I am back writing! I swear, it's an understatement to say that I'm relieved the words are finally flowing again! I have been stuck in this word purgatory for MONTHS, but finally, FINALLY, something has clicked into place.
I'm not doing NaNo this year, but instead doing PaWriCo with the Pathfinders Writers Collective. This challenge is a lot less restrictive than NaNo can be, you can choose your timeframe, your project type, and your own goals, and my aim with this is to finish a full redraft of my original novel.
So, once more unto the breach! I'm going to be participating over the next three months, with the aim of writing 100K words and finishing a full redraft. Not only am I changing up the plot, I've also changed the tense I'm writing in. I think that change up in tense is what's lead to this flow of words again.
With that, I present a little more than six sentences from my opening chapter. I don't know exactly how many POV's there will be with this novel yet, but it will at least be dual. Here is one of those POV's, Vanessa Archer, Elite Faction Lead with MI6.
The paperwork I have clutched to my hip feels leaden in my hands, the harsh words stark against the pure white printer paper. Clarissa would suggest something of this gravity be printed on something appropriately coloured, black probably. The thought makes my eyes roll, and then the beginnings of a smile tug at my lips as I imagine what Ada would have to say about that. If I’m thanking higher powers for coffee, I should be kneeling before an altar in thanks for the pair of them; without them, this last mission would have resulted in far more casualties.
There are already far too many for me to be entirely at ease walking into this morning’s debriefing.
My head pounds again as I pass under a particularly bright light and I run my fingers over my eyes, careful not to smudge my reapplied makeup; what I wouldn’t give for a hot shower and a freshly made bed right about now. As it is my hair has been sprayed with enough dry shampoo to mostly hide the few grey hairs sneaking into my blonde waves, if only by making my entire crown look dusty and pale. To circumvent this, in my wisdom, I’d piled it up into a high bun and stabbed it with bobby pins. 
Aah, time to play my favourite game: is it a migraine, or is this blasted bun just too tight? Place your bets now!
Tagging:  @artsyunderstudy @aristocratic-otter @blackberrysummerblog @bookish-bogwitch
@chen-chen-chen-again-chen @cutestkilla @emeryhall @erzbethluna
@fatalfangirl @hushed-chorus @iamamythologicalcreature @ic3que3n @ileadacharmedlife
@letraspal @orange-peony @shrekgogurt @skeedelvee @stardustasincocaine
@subparselkie @that-disabled-princess @theearlgreymage @wellbelesbian @you-remind-me-of-the-babe 
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chotebabua · 8 months ago
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Will I ever stop talking about the dargah sequence?
The answer is NO. It was so beautifully shot and it spoke so much about their equation without giving away anything. I loved how Arnav and Khushi were so unaware of each other, because, of course, shuruwat thi. And Arziyan as the background score made so much sense and added this very important poignant touch to the entire sequence. Their story was completely fated, and this was the gateway.
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The purity of this frame speaks volumes!
There was also one particular scene that really portrayed the inner psyche of Arnav Singh Raizaada, otherwise an unapologetic atheist and disbeliever of any higher power other than himself. His disbelief was perfectly portrayed in the sequence where he was heading towards to dargah, with a stoic expression and his oblivious disregard for the poor. We see him dodging the peacock feathers, and even the crowd around him. But then, he enters the dargah with flowers in his hands and most importantly,
He bows down before the tomb.
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This one frame gave away the deeper insight of Arnav, for the first time. Arnav, who is sensitive, respectful and surprisingly, considerate. Not the stern, arrogant, and no nonsense Arnav Singh Raizaada that we were familiar with.
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archiesoniconline · 21 days ago
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Sonic Expo is this weekend in Mesquite, Texas! Remember to visit our table in the Vendor Hall to pick up some ASO goodies and see our panel on Friday afternoon to get the latest updates on our current projects! Hope to see you there!
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titaliya · 5 months ago
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A random rant!
I was supposed to be done with NEET PG by Sunday! I was supposed to be chilling in my room, reading rom-com books, watching TV shows and more importantly, writing something for @arshifiesta . Now that they have postponed it (again), I've sort of become an Angry ASR instead of being my usual Titaliya self. Ughh! This is so exhausting😮‍💨
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hippopopotas · 7 months ago
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0133. Eevee
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riseandfallofsecunit · 2 months ago
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Yes, talk to Murderbot about its feelings. The idea was so painful I dropped to 97 percent efficiency.
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in-ankhon-ki-masti · 7 months ago
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You cry over Snape's "Always"
I cry over Arshi's "Hamesha"
We are not the same.
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ipkkndlovescenes · 1 year ago
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Arshi Poolside moment
Arshi Poolside moment 1/ Epi 18
Disclaimer: All images and writing belong to Mysticaldivine. Do not use without permission...
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Tu Hi Bata Mere Maula
Tu hi bata mere maula, tu hi bata mere rabba  Tu hi bata mere maula, tu hi bata mere rabba
Faasle milaun ke hain, dono hain alag hi dishan Kabhi yeh mil payein ge, nahi kisi ko hai pata  nahi kisi ko hai pata
Tu hi bata mere maula, tu hi bata mere rabba  Tu hi bata mere maula maula maula re, tu hi bata mere maula
Ik baat us mai bhi hai, to ek baat us mai bhi hai Hai dhoop sa woh agar, woh chandni raat si hai
 Mill payein kabhi yeh dono, kya teri is mai hai raza, kya teri is mai hai raza '
Tu hi bata mere maula, tu hi bata mere rabba  Tu hi bata mere maula, tu hi bata mere rabba
Tu hi bataaa ... Na paas a sakein, na door ja sakein Na paas a sakein ho, na door ja sakein  Agar pyaar inko ko keeche, taqraar inko roke Agar pyaar inko ko keeche, taqraar inko roke
Rabaaa '
Yun to barhe hain inke kadam Inhe rasta tun hi dikha .. inhe rasta tun hi dikha
Tu hi bata mere maula maula, tu hi bata mere rabba Tu hi bata mere maula maula, tu hi bata mere rabba Tu hi bata mere maula maula, tu hi bata mere rabba Tu hi bata mere maula maula, tu hi bata mere rabba
Iss pyaar ko kya naam doon '. ? Iss pyaar ko kya naam doon ' ? '
Four transitioning images, young hearts getting into young thoughts, very intimate with their own dreams, desires, and hopes, along with some hidden fears, hesitations, and restrictions. The beauty in this is that the transitions mingled into each other show us the expressions of each state of mind and their habits. There were no words besides "Mere Maula."
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"Jab wo tumhari zindagi main ayegi, tumhain pata bhi nahin chalega aur wo tumhari zidagi ka hissa ban jayegi"
 You won't even realize it when that girl enters your life, and she will become a part of you,
His sister knew that he was looking for someone else, not Lavanya...Mr Raizada is smiling!!! With a slight upward tilt of the lips... a delightful smirk...with an amused indulgence listening to the revelation of her sister's pep talk of romance and all. At this moment, he does not believe that this will ever happen to him, but he will be the one who will confess later to his sister the same words...
"Wo larki Khushi hai di...jiske bhgair mujhe lagta hai meri sansain ruk gaye hain..."
That girl is Khushi, without whom I can't breathe,
A beautiful evening across the breezy poolside. He was immersed in his sister's words, a deep thought... Shaadi nahin karni ya Lavanya se nahin karni? [ You don't want to get married, or you don't want to get married to Lavanya?" 
A question he might never have thought about before from this angle. His face is stern with the poker-faced, kinda, austere person, standing while leaning onto the side of the door. Being immersed, focused with folded arms among the blue ambience of the water and the wind.
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While transitioning to a smiling face, a carefree, sitting and enjoying her victory to let ASR know that he was wrong and even today, he is wrong about her, she carries a winning attitude, to go and get done kind of spirit. She signed a contract without putting two cents about the consequences, but she will do whatever it will take to prove him wrong and give him back his 25000 rupees. Her smile never left her face as the wind tickled her to incite a strange feeling around her aurora. Well, Dupatta was playing a role here as well...
Two sisters were enjoying the weather under the open sky. The wind, thunder, a little drizzling and their intense contract chat turns into a wedding..."Kyon na hum un larko se shaadi karain jo bhai hon..."Let's get married to the boys who are brothers..."
Not much from Payal about weddings as she went through a lot after her first breakup...but Khushi thinks marriage is the most important thing in life. A naive, simple girl will meet the reality later during her forced marriage.
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A nice foundation for the upcoming story. Well, Khushi had no idea that Payal had met Akash sir today, who was the brother of her Sanky...paagal boss.
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Another love was developing and weaving its own path. Akash was smiling and thinking over his meeting with Payal. He bought her favorite dupatta as well and, of course, daydreaming about her. How ironic is that Akash's mother is looking for his bride, and he has already found one. A brother-sis moment where Anjali catches Akash with that pink dupatta..." mujhe bana rahe ho," you're making me fool?" 
Wasn't this dialogue reflecting that someone out there was making her fool?
Hai dhoop sa wo agar to wo chandini raat si hai [ He is like a sun and she is like a moonlight] fit here.
It feels as if Khushi was witnessing a miracle, as ever so slowly she raises her eyes towards the moon, watching herself drinking in sight, sensing the flood of memories she's unleashed and wanting nothing more than to let him know that she can do it, she will do it.  But instead, he stood where he was and stared up at the moon as well. And for the briefest instant, it almost feels like they're together. Two silhouettes in the moonlight.  The bewitching power of moonlight incites dark passions like a cold flame, making hearts burn with intensity.
The presence of the elements of intimacy like clouds as a soft murmuring feeling in their hearts, drizzling rain as the first rain on dry land like the meeting with this strange desire for the first time, a little striking light, as igniting the fire within them, in and out of moonlight in between clouds, trying showing them ways to each other, and the wind, taking and receiving unknown messages.
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His eyes searched into the sky, probably looking out for his mother in between stars, moon, clouds, and everything while she was the same. She believes in Stars as her parents are stars. She smiles even though she misses them, thinking of them looking at her while he wants his mother to look at him with questions.
Is she happy seeing him?
He will ask this question later, and Khushi will show him the way to this belief...
“The moon is the reflection of your heart, and moonlight is the twinkle of your love.”
― Debasish Mridha
Amid the moon and the stars, amid the quiet night, amid the magnificent silhouette of the moonlight, he was intoxicated by the pellucid beauty of innocent Khushi whose words circled him. 
"Hum yahan se kahin nahin jayengey kyuonke hum galat nahin..."
I won't go anywhere because I am not wrong...
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The blue and cold rays of the moon paid him absolute tribute tonight. He was a buffet of muscles and corded strength of his world, and she entered there with a unique attitude. Undoubtedly, she was different among vintage books, more like a pale moonlight, exotic thing, forbidden love and rainy night. 
He felt that jolt strongly...oh yes, he did...
What should I name this love?
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untilfajr · 3 months ago
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noworldwithoutdreams · 6 months ago
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