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wordsbyrian · 1 year ago

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Polyglot: The Early Days - Barca Femeni x Reader

Summary: Another Polyglot fic. Spanish is in italics.

A/N: This was supposed to be done like almost 2 weeks ago but I got sick and started it over a ton of times. Enjoy.

There’s a chance that this could go down as the beginning to the end of your career as a professional footballer. And the sad thing is that you haven’t even played a single game yet.

You’ll end up as just another rising star who faded into obscurity like Freddy Adu or Kleberson.

And if you quit, or god forbid completely fail, you have nothing to return to, having been told in no uncertain terms by your parents to not bother coming back.

You’re basically on your own.

Even more so today because while the rest of the B team is traveling to play their next match against Athletic, you’ve been chosen to stay behind and train with the full team.

That’s obviously a great thing but you had just gotten used to being around your teammates basically 24 hours a day and to be the only one called to train with the first team this time is a little nerve-wrecking.

But you do your best to push it all the way down as you walk into the building and towards the locker room. On your way there you run into Patri who is just as full of energy as every other time you’ve seen her.

“Buenas tardes, Y/N,” she practically shouts in your ear as she slings an arm over your shoulder. “I have a good feeling about training today, so let's get to it, si?”

You barely get a chance to greet her back or nod your agreement before the midfielder is practically dragging you through the halls and into the locker room.

Since you’re walking in with one of the human embodiments of a hurricane there’s no way for you to enter silently and unnoticed. In fact, your entrance is the exact opposite of that with the way the door all but slams open and Patri announces both of your presences as additions to the chaos.

Shaking your head, you move away from the slightly older player and to the corner where you normally get changed, mumbling polite greetings to everyone as you pass them.

Like always you make quick work of getting changed and head out to the field, not wanting to get caught up in the shenanigans you can see forming on the other side of the room.

That ends up being your best decision of the day because seconds before Lluis starts going over the training plan for the day Mapi, Leila and Jenni come rushing out of the locker room with lots of faux innocence plastered on their faces.

For the most part, training goes well. You do struggle at times with the pace you're being expected to move at but as time passes you adapt to it.

There’s also the slight issue of whatever is going on with the older defenders arguing over you in a mix of Spanish and Catalin when they think you aren’t paying attention (impossible when you hear your name like 6 times) but Melanie solves that quickly by whisper shouting something about English-speaking abilities and Lluis already having told Ana-Maria to do something yesterday.

A mystery to be solved later, or not at all if you get your way.

Your big misstep comes at the end of practice during the full-sided scrimmage.

You had let yourself get pulled out of position by Caro one too many times while your team was attacking and it comes back to bite you in the ass when a loose ball comes rolling towards the both of you. You manage to get there before the Norwegian but you make it at the same time as Patri who basically trucks you straight into the earth.

“Holy shit,” you groan as you get back to your feet and sprint to get back into position.

Your quick recovery works out in your favor, you get back fast enough to provide help defense to Pere who has Kheira caught in the corner.

Kheira does her best to try and get around the two of you but a lucky toe poke from Pere frees the ball just enough for you to clear it downfield. You get it far enough that Lluis seems to decide that there’s no point in continuing play and chooses to end training for the day.

After a quick huddle, you head back into the locker room with the rest of the team. And despite the exhaustion that everyone seems to be facing, the noise level is almost identical to the way it was before practice.

You still don’t allow yourself to get sucked into the chaos rushing through your shower and getting changed but just as you go to leave, you’re stopped by Ana-Maria.

“Hey,” she says in English, “team bonding tonight at Paños’ house.”

“I can’t, I have homework.”

The Swiss woman just shakes her at you, “Bring it with you, Mapi and I will pick you up in a few hours.”

“You can try but I’m not gonna come with you.”

Spoiler alert: you do end up at the goalkeeper's house, sitting in a corner with your laptop and textbooks while the others are spread out across the living room.

You’re currently bent over your laptop and like 8 books on Stanley Kubrick trying to explain how Full Metal Jacket is the perfect example of his greatness as a director.

For most of the night, you’ve been very successfully using your headphones to ignore whatever is going on around you. Something that’s very hard to do when you’re being pelted in the back of the head by paper balls.

“Fucking hell,” you shout, ripping them off your head and turning around, “Can you cut that out?”

You’re greeted by the sight of Leila and Patri pointing guilty at each other.

Sighing deeply you turn back to your laptop only to find it being held hostage by Lieke, who’s standing across from you.

“Come eat.”

“I’m not finished,” you say, reaching across the table in an attempt to grab it back.

“You can take a break for 30 minutes to eat something,” she says, “It won’t kill you. There’s pizza in the living room.”

“It will kill me, give me back my laptop.”

“Go eat.”

“No.”

A hard stare, “Go eat.”

“No,” you say again,” And if you’re not gonna give my laptop back, that’s fine. I’ll just do my math homework instead.”

“Oh no you don’t. Ana, come get your kid!”

“Woah, firstly, I’m not her kid," you tell her, "I’m no one’s kid. And secondly, I didn’t want to come anyway so just let me do my work in argh!”

You find yourself thrown over someone’s shoulder and based on how high up you are, it can only be Ana-Maria.

“This isn’t fair.”

You don’t get a response as Ana carries you through Paños’ apartment and drops you on a couch next to Alexia.

“Stay,” she says before dropping a plate into your lap. “Eat.”

“I’m not a dog.”

“Most dogs don’t need to be told to eat, you do.” You stare blankly at her. “Eat.”

You open your mouth to continue protesting but as you do a slice of pizza is shoved into your mouth.

The glare doesn’t leave your face as you slowly chew, much to the amusement of the older women.

“Pobrecita, being forced to sit and eat free food that isn’t cooked en masse like it is at la Masia,” Alexia says to the team in Spanish as she throws an arm over your shoulder.

“She’s probably just hangry, it happens to my little sister sometimes,” Patri suggests, “but she’s 11 not 16 like grumpy over there.”

“La nene is only 16,” Vicky asks.

“Si.”

“No wonder she’s so grouchy,” Leila says, “It’s probably past her bedtime.”

You let the team continue talking about you as you eat your pizza (because you might’ve actually been hangry, not that you would admit it). It’s also a conversation mostly about nothing so you don’t feel the need to say anything.

Until you hear someone ask Ana to ask you something.

“Y/N, Jenni wants to know if,” you cut her off.

“Chicas, sabéis que hablo español, si? Like pretty fluently.”

The room goes silent.

“I’ll take that as a no,” you say before turning to Lieke, “Can I have my laptop back now?”

Maybe you’re not as on your own as you thought.

#woso imagine #woso fanfics #woso x reader #barcelona femeni x reader

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minayuri · 4 months ago

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I revamped my original Dr. Mabuse x Countess Told playlist that I made last year which included instrumentals, but this expanded version features songs only. The first half of the playlist is in Dr. Mabuse's POV and the second half is in Countess Told's POV.

On Spotify & YT

-Dr. Mabuse POV (Tracks 1-17) Tracklist-

Lady Grinning Soul - David Bowie

Stalker's Tango - Autoheart

Touch The Fire - ICEHOUSE

Hysteria - Def Leppard

Hungry Like the Wolf - Duran Duran

Still of the Night - Whitesnake

Body and Soul - Sisters of Mercy

Abracadabra - Steve Miller Band

You Belong to Me - Snow White Blood feat. Danny Meyer, Stimmgewalt

Rock You Like A Hurricane - Scorpions

Sex -Rammstein

Closer - Nine Inch Nails

You Are The One - HIM

Fear - Any Given Day

This Maniac's in Love with You - Alice Cooper

LET THE WORLD BURN - Chris Grey

Love Reign O'er Me- The Who

-Countess Told POV (Tracks 18-34) Tracklist-

A Night Like This - Caro Emerald

Face To Face - Siouxsie and the Banshees

Sparks - Faith And The Muse

I Just Can't Get You Out of My Head - Inkubus Sukkubus

War Of Hearts - Ruelle

The Devil is a Gentleman - Merci Raines

Moth to a Flame - Delain

Killer Eyes - Violet Indiana

It's A Dangerous Game - Linda Eder and Anthony Warlow

The Ripper - Lita Ford

Poison - Gin Wigmore

Caged - Within Temptation

Under Your Spell - The Birthday Massacre

S.O.S. (Anything But Love) - Apocalyptica feat. Cristina Scabbia

Haunted - Evanescence

Broken - Nemesea

Love and War - Fleurie

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thepacifistrouter · 10 months ago

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The Spark (Wheatley The Best PM fanfic)

Hello!

I've been reading everything I could about Wheatley the Best PM, a Waffles AU from years ago (twitters, one-shots, questions, wiki, etc.) and, although I found it fun and interesting… I felt like it was missing something …I mean, yes, in itself it is unfinished, but I mean that an element was missing, perhaps even that affected the fact of being able to continue moving forward with the idea, I don't know. After much thought, I came to the conclusion that the story lacked… hope, especially for our protagonist, that it seemed that the negative things around him were much bigger and heavier than the positive ones (too many flaws, no friends real, or at least real support, his cat was killed, his plant, current pet missing and his grandmother is presumed dead, etc), there didn't seem to be any solid reasons for anyone to want to help him personally, not even Chell I'm not talking about a possible Chelley, I'm talking about Chell showing real interest, initiative in, not even being his friend, but at least wanting to help him, knowing the difficult situation he is in, I know he has his reasons, but still. It's difficult to work on unfinished material, but… for some reason, I wanted to try it and… I think I finally came up with a… plausible idea to add hope for our favorite Prime Minister and his story.

I clarify that I'm not even half as good writer as Waffles… and I'm sure she won't read this… but… I don't know, I wanted to publish it, I hope you like it.

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They were a few thought weeks, really though weeks, 2 weeks to be precise, but not because of the cold and snow, nor because the work was particularly difficult (which technically, it wasn't), but because of her boss, the Prime Minister. The tallest and most idiotic Prime Minister the country could ever have, but it was only aware of the former. They were also not aware that the person in charge of the nation was, actually a being that was difficult to define as human, but who was the one who pulled the strings of everything under the shadows. She wasn't someone you wanted to be around, in fact, if it weren't for the Prime Minister having decided on her, she would never have taken that job on her behalf.

Curiously, until a few weeks before, her job had been up and down, but it was bearable, as was her boss. especially in the last week. When he regularly offered to take her home in the Sentinel, even though at first, she did not feel comfortable with that, it eventually became a pleasant time, but sadly, illusory and therefore, temporary.

After having to endure the wrath of Hurricane Caro, aka, his "best friend" all by himself, after having let her know his displeasure during that last Sentinel trip together, even though he tried to pretend nothing had happened the very next morning, things only got worse.

First, because the following days, from time to time, the Prime Minister was called to meet with Her, long and alone meetings, no one knew exactly what was being discussed there, but when they finished, it was clear that it couldn't be anything good. Especially because, due to the clear nerves he had when entering, he seems to had spilled coffee on his leg I none of them and, clumsily tried to hide it. And even without that, you could see a clear glow of satisfaction in Her eyes as She left, and something was changing in the Prime Minister's gaze and in his manners with others. At first was almost imperceptible, it was not very different from how he acted before, but this was just more... intense, less patient, more self-aware of his actions... in a bad way, he seemed to make more and more efforts to appear serious and imposing, trying to look more professional, which, for him, meant being more bossy, being more categorical when giving opinions or making decisions, etc. He didn't even post anything on his Twitter anymore.

Somehow, he managed to make this less noticeable by having public appearances, it was there, but it was still more like any other public appearance before those weeks, silly and lost. Still, Chell, being as sharp as she was, she saw it, she saw that it wasn't the same anymore.

She noticed how he corrected his posture much more often, looking for imperfections in his clothes, at some point he began to adjust his glasses every time it looked like he would say or do something, but he changed them at the last second for something else a little less like him; like being offered some biscuits, but in the last second, he ended up refusing them, saying that he would start a healthier diet soon and that it would be better to leave the biscuits to the children. Even once, on their way to an opening outside London, they spotted a circus in the distance, she could have bet she saw that spark of childish excitement in his eyes, only for him to, in the next breath, remark that he really liked them as a child, but now he had more interesting and important things to pay attention to.

Tension began to be felt in the No10 atmosphere, a tension that grew as the days passed, becoming palpable for anyone around, specially her.

She didn’t give a damn.

Maybe he was her boss, but she wasn't willing to let his stupid attitudes get to her, it already bothered her enough that she was affected by his tantrum at the Sentinel, no matter how sorry she was for him, no matter how much she could understand his situation, what happened was not her fault. It wasn't her fault that he wasn't able to open his eyes to his "best friend", it wasn't her fault that he was incapable of running his life, much less a nation, or that his will was so weak with what really mattered, he was not even able to ask for help other than some advice from time to time or for silly, irrelevant things or accidents he caused with his clumsiness. The only possible guilt she could really feel was not having done anything to try to change things or say something during the elections, perhaps that was the main reason, along with her own plans, why she had not tried to quit her job. He was not her responsibility out of what her work or her guts could demand, like saving his life of himself, which was still on her ‘not exactly something to be too proud of’ list of things.

It was true, after all, despite the time that had passed and there being something about him that could have made her consider to saving him as not a complete waste, from her point of view, that life was still a harmful and dangerous disaster, for himself and for the nation that, It is assumed that it was under his charge. Even taking his precious Caro out of the equation, who was the one who made him a danger to the general population, his position on her life and her mission doesn't change much... irrelevant, almost expendable. Remembering the times she saved him of problems that should only be problems for little kids and not for a ruler of an entire country, that he ignored obvious problems for him or blaming others for them because of his own insecurities and lack of self-steem, or when he began to become especially unbearable in the way he treated others, especially in the last week. She didn't hate him, he wasn't someone worth hating, but she wouldn't let someone so needy and annoying upset her, it was true that he had his more tractable moments where he can even feel friendly and kind, like someone to be nice with… but that was far too temporary, and still, again, even if it wasn’t… that didn't make him her responsibility… aside from her job. There were more important things to worry about, there was a whole nation full of people to worry about to. She couldn't, she didn't have to, she didn’t need to focus on his life problems.

The snow was beginning to fall in a foggy London, she was well dressed for the occasion, scarf, coat, gloves, etc. Luckily it was time to go home, she alone had to stop by to do a couple of purchases for herself. It wasn't her favourite activity, but it had to be done, and that same day she had to go shopping for clothes for her boss, who would say that buying a pair of packages of special-sized socks online was a mission of national importance.

At least she didn't have to deal with him anymore for today… or so she thought.

The streets were empty due to the hour, the snow and the fog, in the distance, at least from what could be seen, she saw some garbage containers, which told her that she was, more or less, halfway home. The containers were an expected sight for her, what she didn't expect was to see the lanky guy with glasses, overdressed in formal clothes - despite being outside of his working hours- standing in front of them, staring at them, as if he couldn't decide what would be his next step after getting there. She was about to cross the street, taking advantage of the fact that he hadn't seen her, so she could continue without having to go through an awkward encounter with her boss, but something protruding from the box he was carrying caught her attention. From the distance, it looked like just a piece of fabric, but she realized that it was a sleeve, a sleeve of a huge sweater that she had seen before, its size and its owner made it difficult to forget, after all.

She doesn't know what prompted her to move a little closer to be sure if she was seeing wrong instead of following her original plan to cross the street and quicken her pace. She regretted not doing so the second he became aware of her presence, although her reaction was a bit...unexpected?

“… Oh, hello… Michelle” He barely turns his head to look at her for a second and immediately return to the initial position. “You can continue your way, I just… took advantage of the hour… you know, lack of public hour… to get rid of… some trash I had at home, you know, free up some space… A-and I would ask someone else to do it! but… Well, it would’ve been like letting someone snoop though the Prime Minister’s garbage, that’d bee totally weird and controversial, right? Embarrassing paper news material…. No, it was best to do it myself, after all… it’s close to me…”. He adjusts his glasses “I-I mean, close to my home, not me, pfff! is just garbage, how could possibly be that close to me? Is close to my home, like… in the way home, that’s what I meant to say…”

What, this?" It's from my nan. She used to knit me jumpers for school, but she always had to make 'em bloody huge or I'd grow out of it in five minutes flat.

Chell notice how, while he was talking, something was missing in his look, something that had been there before, but seemed to be dismissing over time. She looked at the box, there were many things, some familiar to her, others not, a huge blue sweater, stratospheric blue like the eyes of its owner, long and colourful socks, with almost psychedelic and childlike patterns, one of them with what it seems to be a large coffee stain, she even though she saw a hair clip with a little frog, in a corner.

Something was wrong.

The Prime Minister noticed Chell's gaze towards the box. “Oi, oi!! it's private!! didn't your parents teach you to not look at other people's trash!?... and... and anyway, now that you did, which again, super rude, but since what's done is done, a little saying there, I guess you're wondering about the sweater, after all, you'd already seen it and it's hard not to notice it because the size and the loud colour and that… well, the thing’s that... after thinking about it well, I considered that, honestly, I didn't need it anymore… sentimental value is for people who can't afford actual value, after all, I mean, I'm the Prime Minister! I can buy a much better sweater, more suitable! This one is 2 bloody sizes too big for me! I looked ridiculous wearing it, didn't I? Heheheh... yeah, luckily no one else saw me with that... to be honest... it-it was about time to get rid of it… and-and I don't think my nan would mind, really, after all, she is... is…" He adjusts his glasses "Well, you already have your answer, don’t you? It's getting cold. I'll just... I'm trying to think if I forgot something to throw or if I get rid of something important by mistake, that's all, human mistake could happen even to me, so… you can continue your way home, like I said, nothing important happens here..."

Chell couldn't imagine why he would be taking this decision; it was clearly taking him a while to let go of that box. She was almost certain that he would never let Caro or anyone at No10 know of the existence of any of the things in the box, why would he be getting rid of them, then? The only plausible answer that her mind pictures was Her and their meetings those weeks.

Even though Chell was good at solving puzzles and unknowns, she enjoyed it to a certain extent, at that moment she didn't have much desire or energy to think further about it, it's not like the Prime Minister's clothes or trash were her business and, besides, he didn't seem in the best of moods at that moment; She noticed that ‘something’ that was missing again, that kind of spark that seemed to have been replaced by the small glint in his glasses reflected every time she adjusted them. His stare was almost dead.

She decided that she no longer wanted to be there, so she was about to return to her path, when they both heard something move and squeak that came from the container, they focused their sight on the place where the sound came from. It was a well tied plastic bag, in the middle of several bigger bags and some empty cans.

Chell didn't have much time to think about it when the Prime Minister spoke “Oh... that must be, without a doubt, a cat that someone threw in the trash, I know about this, remember I told you my father loves cats? Yeah, I told you that time when... nevermind, nevermind, thing is he used to pick up cats on his way home sometimes, and he would talk to us about what were the most common places, you know, the most repeated methods to get rid of a cat, he mentioned the use of tied bags in rivers, slopes, gutters, garbage cans, etc. So, I'm sure, 100% accuracy, that there is a cat in that bag" he says in an almost pretentious tone, Chell already saw that she’d have to take him out of the trash for trying to pick up the bag from where he is, instead of turning around to approach it, like someone who thinks before acting would do, but...

He adjusted his glasses "... Oh well... it's better… i-it’s better to finish this and go home, I was told that the snow should not take long to increase..." then, he proceeds to, slowly, place the box in the container, away from the moving bag, pretending he no longer saw it; they could even hear moans and squeaks from time to time.

Something was definitely wrong.

Chell couldn’t help but stare at him, he noticed it, then she looks at the bag “…What? The bag?... is… is just…“ He adjust his glasses “is just a stupid cat, isn’t it? W-What others do with their stuff is none of my business…”

She kept looking at him, he seemed to be, or trying to be, serious and she didn't see any intention in him of wanting to go for the bag, so she wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but she decided to, at least, say something.

“How about a shelter?”

“Heh, nah, at this time? in this weather? The closest one would take too long to get here and I'm not going to waste my time on foot, much less picking up other people's trash and you shouldn't either… again, it's getting late...”

The bag moves again, but he turns to leave. She decides to try again.

“So... are you just going to leave it there?”

He stops, but at first he doesn't turn around. He adjusted his glasses and she could see a bit of the reflection of the light from the street spotlight in them.

“...Is funny, you know? Because I thought...I thought I was being clear about this...but okay, okay I'll take the time to be clearer anyway...so yeah...I'm going to leave it there...whatever happens to that bag... or that cat or whatever... it's not my problem... I have more important Prime Minister things to think about than… than a useless cat... be-besides, there must be a reason why they left it in garbage like that, shouldn’t it?" he turns to look at her "there must be a good reason, a very good reason why someone decided to get rid of their cat like that, probably several reasons... so why would I…"

“Such as?” She interrupts, maintaining her usual serious, cold, and calm tone and countenance, yet, somehow, there was a small hint of challenge in the way she asked it. It was involuntary, or that's what she wanted to believe.

“Such as? Well, that’s easy, actually, a really easy answer, to be honest, there are a lot of possible reasons… for-for example, and this is just the first things that comes to my mind, being very noisy, cats can be quite noisy, really, especially at night, have you ever heard a cat fight? Well, let me tell you, it is very noisy, or could just be one of those who do not stop meowing…. Anyway, other option here, It-it could also be one of those that spends its time scratching or biting things everywhere, like clothes, armchairs, curtains or walls, whatever, that's typical of cats, be destructive, small earthquakes, to be honest… you don't want that in your house... and... well, if I had to name something else, some other good reason that occurs to me, well... well it's still easy" he adjusts his glasses "it could… it could simply be a useless cat...like… like a cat too stupid to fulfil the main role of a cat, the traditional mouse catcher, be the pest controller… yeah… yeah, in fact I think it is the most plausible reason, because it would undoubtedly involve the other 2 reasons I already said, and… and not to also mention the waste of money, space and food!" He turns to look at the bag while saying this, with a look that seemed to have begun to bother with its contents, but even so, it almost seemed empty "Yes, without a doubt that must have been it, a useless cat that only got in the way and caused annoyance... I mean-I mean, just look at it! It's not even able to use the claws nature gave it to try to escape, it’s just a plastic bag! Even so, the moron is not capable of trying to use them to escape on its own" he looked with what seemed almost a look of hatred at the bag, which was moving and emitting squeaks less and less, as if it were getting tired “No, I have no reason worry about such a thing…”

Chell was struck by the hatred that began to appear in his voice and in his eyes, for something that was nothing more than a speculation, he was just assuming all those things... or perhaps more than that… but she didn't back down in this game because of it, although, at this point, she wasn't sure why.

"Even if it were like that… it's just a cat…”

“Yeah, you said it, just a cat” he interrupts “It's just a cat, the country… no, not even the country, we can reduce the population ratio for this, actually, let’s better say the city where we are right now, London, I meant London, is full of other cats, many in houses where they are wanted, many strays that have managed to survive on their own; in short, cats that have earned their place in this life on their own, that they have been useful for their purpose or the one that their owners gave them... this is not one of them... I don't see why... should we spend efforts on a hopeless case like this… it doesn’t deserve… is just not worth it... to be honest”.

It seemed like he was going to return to his path but noticing how the young woman continued to stare at him, he seemed to take that as an incentive to continue. He adjusts his glasses.

“Besides, even if I considered... which I'm not considering! Just to make that perfectly clear, I'm not considering anything! but... but if I did, I couldn't, like I said, I'm sure I mentioned it, I have more important things to worry about… like, vital nation things to take care of, important Prime Minister business, decisions to take… as you might already know, I couldn't take care of it, I don't have time to laze round, taking care of another cat that can't even catch mice… no, to be honest, it would… it would, without a doubt, be a waste of time for both of us…”

This time, he turned to look at her, that look that seemed dead, but now also showed a small hint of... irony? “And you... you are also here after all, don't think that I’m not considering you in the scheme of things, but-but I know that you would not take it either! I remember it well from those times, that big red sign of 'NO PETS ALLOWED’ in front of the building door, so no, hehe, you couldn't take it even if you wanted to, right? See? even for you it would be just troubles... because... be-because... let's say that for some reason, you decide to take it anyway, thinking that you could... I don't know, just hide it from the management, but ‘eeeh!�� bad news, and I think you can guess it too, you couldn't! You just couldn't hide it for long, plus it wouldn't be worth it!" A smile appears on his face, a smile she didn't like at all. "Like I said, cats, especially idiot cats like this, can be very loud... and you... you spend most of your day at work, how would you try to hide it while you're away?! A-and let's not mention everything you would have to teach it! to use the sand box, also difficult to hide, not to scratch things or bite them, not to throw things off the table... even though... even though he may be a sweet, innocent... happy... with that tender little face that welcomes you home every day..."

For a second, for that small moment when he said that and his voice seemed to even soften, she thought she saw that familiar silly, happy glint in his eyes, but as soon as it came, it was gone. He adjusted his glasses.

"It's just not worth it!! It's not bloody worth it! honestly, because the truth… the truth is that it would only cause problems!... Plus, it could have rabies or ringworm or something worse…” The snow begins to increase “No... it's not worth to even trying to help... to be honest..."

He turns to look at the bag again, this time with a rather tired tone, perhaps because of everything he said, perhaps because of the weather... or perhaps because of something else.

"Yeah... at this point, probably... the best we can do for it... for all the trouble it would entail... for being too weak, too idiotic to help himself... for be too useless to others... the best thing for everyone would be... not to help him at all...” Suddenly his voice lowered all its volume and the energy with which he spoke a few seconds ago, even sounded a little sad. The plastic bag hardly moved anymore. “No one would gain anything by helping him... but at the same time... no one would lose anything by not helping... leave it there and let destiny takes care of its misery... it's for the best..."

A short dead silence, you could almost hear the snow falling. He finally turns away and continues his way.

"I'm going home...see you...see you tomorrow at work...good night."

He walks with an almost robotic firmness, but determined, no longer wanting to wait. She watches him leave, then looks at the bag and decides to return to her own path at a fast pace, in the opposite direction, the way home, thinking about everything that just happened.

Although she was surprised by the coldness of the Prime Minister's words and movements that night, so unlike him and at the same time so typical of his way of carrying things out, but still. It's not that his life decisions were any of her business, it just caught her attention.

It was strange to say or think this about her boss, but he had a point. The nearest shelter would never arrive on time, especially not at that hour and weather. He, much to her surprise, really didn't seem to have a choice to do anything about it. It was true that she had no solid reason to think that the cat was everything he said it was, but she herself, at that moment, had nowhere to take the cat, it would be a problem for her to take it to her apartment due to the lack of space and the strict policy; she didn’t even know anyone else who could or would be willing to care for the cat, at least until it could be get to a shelter.

The snow and cold increased, as did her pace, she really had no good reason to go through so much trouble to help a being who couldn't help but give it, even if it was unintentional.

It'll probably die soon in this weather and no help... probably tonight she thought, without slowing her pace, feeling bad for no having someone to turn to to help the poor creature.

(…)Look at him, why would anyone not want a perfectly good little cat like that? (…)

Things like that made her doubt that she had any hope in him, that he could actually be more than just the lesser of two evils, watching how he was doing less and less of his part to believe it, to make her believe that he was worthy of any help... In the end it would just be a nuisance

(…) No. She’s never going to let me have a funeral for a bloody cat. ’Specially one that kept going out of his way to sick up on her handbag. I mean, I stuck up for him, I said it was just an unfortunate mistake- a- series of unfortunate mistakes (…)

Anyway, the important thing at that moment was to get home early, it was getting dark and cold.

She had plans to follow, people, an entire population to help, unlike what the Prime Minister believed he did. In her eyes, more than cruel, he was also being a great hypocrite, she knew that he did not take real actions for his people and, even if he did, she also knew that helping a helpless animal did not actually harm or affect to those people at all. It wasn't an attitude that completely surprised her coming from him, knowing that he wasn't capable of noticing how little or nothing he actually did right, of ignoring or blaming others, including things, for what goes wrong. He didn't do anything when he should and when he had a real opportunity to do something other than what his "best friend" told him, to really help with something - like now - he just made excuses not to do it...

(…)But- but sh-she- just said that- snfff- that at least that was one less thh… thing to laze round all day get-getting uh-uh-underfoot. Joking, obviously, just- just how she talks(…)

She had no real reasons, which for her was the same as saying, no practical reasons, for spending time or efforts on...thinking about helping...someone like that...

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Her step was quick and determined, just like her. She hoped she would be able to arrive in time, she was almost at the door of her apartment building when she decided to turn back, the probability that it would be too late was there, but she had never liked the idea of giving up when she set a goal, for however low the chances of success were, if they weren't 0, then it could happen, she would make it happen.

This mentality had always been a part of her, always, she didn't have an easy life, she just never let it stop her from moving forward, always being efficient, always with her eyes on her goal no matter what, no matter how difficult it could be, always looking for the best and most efficient solution possible in her hand, always seeking to remove any possible obstacle from her path or at least not let it disturb or interrupt her too much; After all, no matter how pessimistic - although she preferred to say 'realistic' - she might be, as she was taught to always guided by what she considered to be the right thing to do, she never let adversity get in the way of her principles.

Always seeking the greater good, always evaluating and classifying each cause and those involved in silence, drawing a line of action, based on the value and danger of each one for the cause, always seeking to go unnoticed, determined not to suffer any more inconvenience than the necessary - that is, those planned - as far as possible. If an unexpected problem arose, she would adapt, she was good at adapting to different situations, she knew how unpredictable and unfair life could be, she had internalized that… so internalized... that sometimes she forgot... the weight of other things of value in this life besides usefulness or practicality, even talking about such high and important roles in this society, such as being Prime Minister...

Sometimes she forgot that, as valuable and important her mission was, there were little things that worth fighting for, no matter how irrelevant or useless they seemed in other ways, even if they were a nuisance, even if they might be perceived as a waste of time... maybe they weren't so much, after all, it was those little details that had kept her from completely losing faith in people.... maybe...just maybe

She finally made it back to where the containers were, she didn't waste much time recovering breath and look, immediately, in the direction where the bag was, found what she was looking for, but not exactly in the way she expected.

Maybe there was still a little hope.

The bag was now untied and inside the box with the Prime Minister's things, half stuffed under the stratospheric blue sweater. She could also notice how the bag moved, how a feline nose peeked out, weakly, from the opening. The little one was still fighting, despite everything.

Chell looks around for a second in case she managed to see someone. There was no one. What she did see were large footprints on the ground, striding footprints of someone who came and left in a hurry. She couldn't help but feel a small wave of relief and gave a slight grin, but it was quick, after all, there wasn't much time to waste.

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She entered her small apartment, she was covered in a thin layer of snow, but it didn't matter. She carefully closed the door with her foot, and then went straight to her bed to leave the bulky bags with her purchases on her bed. She went to turn on a small heater that she had for days like this, while she shook off the snow and took off gloves and scarf. He went back to the bags and took out the box that was inside one of them. She removed the bulky sweater inside her a little to reveal the weak, thin cat beneath it, just enough to uncover his familiar orange head, then set it down near the heater.

The world was really very small, very small - she never thought that the cat in the container would be the missing little Kevin. She was sure that his mysterious disappearance meant he had died, probably because of Caro. She wasn't that far from the truth, but it was still quite a surprise, it would have been a pleasant surprise if it weren't for the implications of it.

The bag in which they found the small cat was not just any type of bag, it was for medical waste, and there were 2 of them (one inside the other), she noticed this after taking the small animal out of it, this not only implied that it was left there with the intention that he could not get out even if he tried, he would not be able to get out, but expecting for it to try - and she could see that he did try - but in addition, she noticed other details, such as that one of his hind legs had marks, as if someone had been had him tied up for a while. She also found very similar markings on the tip of his tail, which she was sure looked a little shorter. He seemed scared when she opened the bag wide to take it out, but luckily, after a quick smell, he seemed to have recognized her and didn't give her any major trouble.

The Prime Minister had many flaws, he was and could be many negative things, but she knew him well enough to know that he would never be so cruel, even leaving out the worst details. No, she knew, she was more than sure who had been the guilty even though she had no proof. After all, She loved to play with Her prey, slowly exhausting them, testing how far they could last until She got bored and then getting rid of them, abandoned to their fate, no longer having the tools or energy to fight back or at least, to move forward. Animal or human.

Chell used a small empty tupperware to give him water. She was sure that she had some grilled chicken that she had left over from the other day that would work for the occasion. The little feline, having already overcome the cold a little, thanks to the sweater and the heater, manages to drink. He was no kind of mouser, much less a Chief Mouser material... but even so, he seemed to refuse to let go his tinny little, he refused to give up, without thinking about it, without anyone asking him, he just did...

She knew that when he regained his strength, it would be harder to keep it hidden with everything he had to do, it would, definitely be a problem and a hassle, but something would occur to her, she had faced bigger problems and even the idiot who caused the most recent problems was able to deal with this for a while. She would figure it out, she will just have to be creative. With the cat... and with the idiot.

After all - despite everything, the adversity, the wear and tear, his own limitations - mental or physical -, despite having to deal DIRECTLY with HER, even seeming like all is lost in his most recent attitude... Even so, he shows a small spark of hope, involuntary, but existing… in his attitude, even in his look, the spark was weak… bit was still there.

She simply couldn't leave him on his own like this, knowing that there was something good to rescue, from her point of view, it was stupid to think that he didn't deserve her effort and her help to get out of the hole he was in, to be better, alone. she needed to think of a way to approach things that would work under the current circumstances, there had to be a way, there always was and she would find it. She knew that it would be difficult and that it would involve going through more than one disappointment and inconvenience... but she had to try...

Yes, it was stupid to think that, just because we had a larger cause on our hands, there was no value in also trying to deal with a small cause... especially if it was directly linked to the larger cause...

As stupid as thinking that you need a stupid, weak, squeaky cat to give you a solid, logical reason for you to take it out of the garbage in the middle of the snow.

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Aaand that was it, I know I'm like 10 years later, but if you read this... thanks you

hope you liked it or at least you found it good enough

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newengland-alligator · 2 years ago

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S'oviit the Nerevarine:

Name means "stranger/foreigner/outlander" in Ta'agra

About 30 years old during the events of Morrowind.

Pahmar furstock with dark grey fur with odd golden markings. Eyes are a deep orange, appearing red in certain lighting.

Pronouns: They/she

3E 397: Was born in Leyawiin, during Evening Star, under the constellations Thief and Serpent. Parents worked down at the docks. Both were devoted followers of Azurah.

3E 400: A terrible hurricane struck Leyawiin. Parents were killed trying to help rescue their neighbors. The child was raised in the Leyawiin orphanage, an Imperial woman who worked there and knew a little Ta'agra named them.

3E 412: When they were 15 they got a job working security for a merchant. Things went well for a year, until in 3E 413, during one caravan expedition they discovered the merchant had become involved with the slave trade of children. They killed the merchant, but was subsequently arrested. The merchant was a patron of Countess Alessia Caro, who had S'oviit sent to prison .

3E 420 - 427: Was moved from the local Leyawiin prison to the Imperial City Dungeon, where they were forced to participate in the Arena.

3E 427: On the 16th of Last Seed, the Nerevarine arrives in Vvardenfell by order of the Emperor. Three months later, at the end of Sun's Dusk, S'oviit completes the Nerevarine Prophecy.

3E 427, Evening Star - S'oviit completes the Bloodmoon Prophecy.

After completing the Bloodmoon Prophecy, the Empire attempts to have them assassinated. They escape, and go on to travel Nirn, trying to stay out of the Blades and Thalmor's grasp.

#oc: s'oviit #nerevarine #khajiit

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mewmewchann · 2 years ago

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Sorry for the late submission, but the character theme song ask game: I have a whole list, but I’ll stick to the ones I really like that haven’t already been mentioned.

Last Stop by DoNotCrossP: I see this as a postgame Rantaro song as he leaves season 52 and heads towards season 53, knowing his memories are about to be wiped and he’s likely going to die in the next game.

Moonlight Densetsu: I definitely see this as a Kokoro song. Magical girls, romance, childhood nostalgia and shoujo manga/anime… if this isn’t Kokoro’s vibe wrapped up in a song I don’t know what is.

My Whole Family by Bo Burnham: Meme song for Haruto for… really obvious reasons.

Waiting in the Wings (Reprise): I THINK this was once mentioned as a baby Jasper song, but I personally associate it with Ayano more. Childhood neglect, yay!

LIAR DANCE by DECO*27: Saiko song. Admittedly mostly because of DFTH chapter 11. I kind of see it as Rantaro singing to Saiko, if that makes sense?

Hurricane from Hamilton: So a LONG while back you said Wait For It was a Saiko song, and after relistening to the Hamilton soundtrack I made the realization that Saiko is actually a Hamilton kinnie. …Seriously, think about it for a second and tell me I’m wrong. Anyways, I associate this song with the moment Saiko decides to kill Kaoru, since it’s sort of the same moment Hamilton decides to write the Reynolds Pamphlet: in an effort to secure their respective legacies, they cause their own falls from grace.

Magical Girl and Chocolate by PinocchioP: I know Kokoro had this assigned once, but I also associate it with Katsumi. I guess it’s because it kind of ties into her “atypical protagonist/I’m not your hero” thing? She’s not evil, but she’s no angel either, and she definitely prioritizes herself and Hide over everyone else (“I only want to protect the ones I love”).

Easy Easy Go by Pink Shark Music: Another Katsumi song, mostly based on vibes and the fact this song was originally made for a rhythm game (Superbeat XONiC).

Shoujo Rei by MikitoP: I know this is already on Hide’s playlist, but it takes two to Shoujo Rei IMO so if this isn’t also a Katsumi song I will riot.

Leave Them by LittleJayneyCakes: Hide song! I know I keep giving him really depressing songs (Montreal and God Must Hate Me), but in my defence he’s pretty depressed so it’s not like I’m WRONG.

Kira from Death Note The Musical: A Mastermind Rantaro song, because I really like your Rantaro and enjoy the thought of how thoroughly you’d have to break him to get Mastermind Rantaro. In my head, this is actually Monokuma singing about Rantaro right before V3 starts: he doesn’t really give a shit if Rantaro kills Tsumugi and replaces her as mastermind, he’s seen all this shit before, but he finds it entertaining nonetheless. Sort of like how people watch Hallmark romance movies even though they know exactly what’ll happen.

Finally, lightning rounds for Jasper and Naoki, because they both have several songs each and this ask is long enough already:

- Jasper: There’s A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered […] by Panic! At The Disco because this is just Jasper’s bullshit in song form, Higanbana Milk Tea by Vane because “fuck my dead parents”, Villain by Stella Jung because vibes, and Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing by Set It Off because this is just Jasper’s bullshit in song form again (and I can kind of see Rantaro singing it about him, if that makes sense?). Yes, half of those are already Slade songs but considering how similar those two are I think some overlap is justified.

- Naoki: Permission to Dance by BTS because I was playing Cookie Run during the BTS collab and now the association is just stuck there, Kick Up Your Heels because vibes/it’s another song about dancing and they’re the Ultimate Dancer, and Tangled Up by Caro Emerald (Lokee Remix) because it is the catchiest dance song ever and I love it to death.

WHOA OKAY THIS IS A LOT AND I LOVE IT

sorry for the super late response O

*cracks knuckles* now prepare for a longass response

Last Stop for DFTH!Rantaro

how have I not heard this song until now it is so underrated and such a mood what

But yes. This is absolutely PERFECT for his postgame mentality. I won't spoil what happens in chapter 6, but you're basically dead on here.

Moonlight Densetsu for Kokoro

well she certainly does fit the magical girl vibe teehee

My Whole Family for Haruto (meme)

When I tell you I choked-

Waiting in the Wings (Reprise) for Ayano

hmm. It's an interesting pick. I personally don't see it because of the Jasper association I already have, but it's an interesting pick.

(the Jasper association is mainly because I have a whole animatic mapped out in my head of this song involving him and Atsuki that just fits too well and I hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

LIAR DANCE by DECO*27 for Saiko

oh this is an interesting one I personally associate it with Hotaru, but the parallels with Rantaro and Saiko's relationship are interesting ...And yes it was where I got the chapter name from I'M VOCALOID TRASH OK

Hurricane for Saiko

OOOOOOOOOOH THIS IS FUN I can see the parallels! The parallels are very juicy!

(also fun fact: Haruto did try to show Saiko the Hamilton soundtrack once and the moment it was over he said "...The songs were okay I guess but too many things were inaccurate")

Magical Girl and Chocolate for Katsumi

Hmm. I can see where you're coming from with this.

The main reasons I associate it with Kokoro is because of (at least how I read it) it being from the perspective of a jaded magical girl who used to see the hope of the world, before growing jaded and tired of it. And it just ties to Kokoro a lot to me because of that.

But the Katsumi read here is also very interesting ovo

Easy Easy Go for Katsumi

this song slaps what the fuck

Shoujo Rei for both Hide and Katsumi

Shoujo Rei fits Hope's Chains way too well.

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And that's all I'm gonna say on that.

Leave Them for Hide

I'm crying now

Kira for MM!Rantaro

damn that's a name I haven't heard in a while

thinking of that whole thing is...Weird, given how long it's been and what I'm working on now, but it does fit.

Jasper lightning round

There's A Good Reason... - yes.

Higanbana Milk Tea - how have I not heard this song before this goes so hard

Villain - how do you have access to my "I need to animatic this" playlist

Wolf in Sheep's Clothing - ah yes the iconic AMV song. Lovely

Naoki lightning round

Permission to Dance - yes. Also I love this song so much it's such a banger

Kick up Your Heels - this is absolutely their vibe yes

Tangled Up - this is also absolutely their vibe yes

WHOO this was a big one. Thanks for the ask, this was a lot of fun to do!!!

#ask meme

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mongowheelie · 3 months ago

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Trump demands emergency voter changes in hurricane-ravaged NC after years of slamming them

Source: Raw Story

Trump demands emergency voter changes in hurricane-ravaged NC after years of slamming them

Source: Raw Story

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sataniccapitalist · 3 months ago

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I consistently hear of a much higher death toll on social media

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nacentart · 8 months ago

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Yorkshire Sculpture Park

Yorkshire Sculpture Park is a great day out for those who love walking and sculpture. It is set amongst 500 acres of rolling Yorkshire countryside and will get you to Olympic fitness if you want to tick off each of the art sculptures that have been made a home at the park. The park contains sculptures from a cavalcade of celebrated artists and sculptors from the last 100 years. Many pieces are quite new with some more famous older pieces from the likes of Henry Moore, Barbara Hepworth, and Anthony Caro to name but three. On the day I was at the park, the rain was torrential and did not yield, however, this added to the whole strange atmosphere of being set free in the estate on such an occasion. I felt alone with the art, for the most part, I was, not many others would brave the weather. I had crashed onto an alien world and was trying to piece together what or who could live on such a planet. Indeed, there is a statue of the astronaut, Neil Armstrong called Bronze Eroded Astronaut to guide me. Daniel Arsham’s Unearthed Bronze Eroded Melpomene from 2021 was one such piece where it felt like my crash site was at the epicentre of a fallen ancient civilization, reminiscent of the film Planet of The Apes. It depicts a character called Melpomene, a Greek goddess and muse of tragedy. There is a part of the brain that believes what it sees, and this can have a discombobulating impact on the senses, especially as it was situated at the bottom of some neo-classical steps and balustrades from the formal gardens of the sculpture park. The sculptures and their decay are influenced by Arsham, as a child, having his family house destroyed in the early 1990s, by a hurricane.

I loved a few of the pieces, sometimes by the way a sculpture would just look or how it would interact with other close-by pieces and the landscape. At other times, just the size of a piece would have me feeling that sense of awe and a kind of diminishing of my importance under their vastness. Henry Moore’s Large Two Forms was sculpted in bronze from 1966-69 and was a magnificent work that felt like it had lived there for a thousand years. As with any of the best sculptures, I was left just staring at it from different angles and looking through its many contours and planes, which revealed and vanished as I walked around its dense solidity, that jolts up against the softness of its form. Moore was raised local to the park, so it seemed very fitting for it to be part of this particular landscape.

I also loved the Barbara Hepworth group of sculptures called The Family of Man. I think this was my favourite set of sculptures at the park, I loved everything about the pieces and their relationship to each other. These were sculpted by Hepworth in 1970 and have been at the park since 1980. There is a family of nine pieces, and they are set upon a gentle slope surrounded by trees. ‘Set’ is the correct word as they appear like the gemstones of a fine necklace or ring. The patination of the pieces are sublime, the abstract nature betrays their very humane and familiar aura. I intensely felt that these have been made by a human. The rain gave the pieces a lustre, and the overcast sky would still allow some light to rebound off the remarkable perspectives of their surface; it was otherworldly and serene. My visit was worth it just for this personal moment with Hepworth’s work.

Moving on to the fungible fanatic Damien Hirst, there were one or two dramatic pieces at the park. The Virgin Mother 2005-2006, The Hat Makes the Man 2004-2007 and, I hate to say it, but I felt a deep nostalgic connection to Hirst’s other work, Charity 2002-2003. It consisted of a giant charity box statue of a little disabled girl wearing a calliper, which you would normally have found outside a 1960s/80s British Butcher’s or Newsagent’s shop. It was an outmoded way to pull at the heartstrings to make us part with our pennies for the Scope charity. Its sheer size shrank me back to wet winter shopping outings outside local shops and how I would have viewed the little girl as not a charity case but maybe an upset little friend at that time. Anyway, it gave me a Proustian rush and it shows you can even like a piece of art from someone you do not like as an artist, be it just by tapping into nostalgia, which does tend to be a weak point, I admit. There were a few other notable pieces from other sculptors at the park. David Nash had some wooden steps rising up a grassy slope; there were many other sculptures from artists such as Anthony Gormley, Ai Weiwei, Willem Boshoff, and Elizabeth Frink, to name but a few. It is well worth a day out for those who love art, and nature.

#Yorkshire Sculpture Park #Barbara Hepworth #Daniel Arsham

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homestuck-human-generator · 1 year ago

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Name: M. Caro Cuevas Color: Dove #7c6e7f Symbol: club Strife Specibus: paddlekind Handle: tabooCompost Animal: gopher Pronouns: e/eir/eir/eirs/eirself Age: 19 Birthday: 343th day of the year Sexuality: straight Interests: cornhole and storm chasing Dream Moon: derse Classpect: Knight of Heart Land: Land of String and Hurricane, an alive place, with happy Mexican Alligator Lizard consorts. It is a place full of webs and spider shaped ponds. Adrastea slumbers. Instrument: tintinnabulum

#IFTTT #homestuck #oc generator #homestuck kid

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seeminglydark · 8 months ago

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Bold of you to assume they won’t climb up there and smooch it off you, Hurricane. You’re talking to Cheer Caption Hold-My-Beer Caro after all.

#original characters #all you get is sketches cuz I have a lot on my plate help #highschool romance #sketchbook #nonbinary #in the closet #idiots to lovers #punk #the punk and the cheerleader #hurricane Caro

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VE HİÇBİR ŞEKİLDE BUNU ALAMAZSINIZ!!!

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VE DİĞER ÜLKELERDE DE YIKTIKLARI EVLERDE GÖRÜNÜM SATIN ALIN.

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VE SİZ ÇEVİRİN 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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BU KADAR PAHALI PROJELER DEĞİL

FOTOĞRAF FİYATLARI

[es] CIUDADANOS DE AMÉRICA MIRA DESDE MIS IDEAS DE TRABAJO DIBUJANDO PROYECTOS

COMO CONSTRUIR SUS CASAS!!!

PARA QUE TUS HIJOS SEA MUCHO MEJOR QUE TUS ABUELOS O QUE MAS ESTÁN CONSTRUYENDO!

QUE SUS CASAS NO SEA DESTRUIDA POR HURACANES!!

¡¡¡Y CÓMO HACERLO DÓNDE ESCONDERSE EN EL SÓTANO !!!

¡QUÉ ES ASÍ DURANTE EL HURACÁN ESTÁS EN EL TRABAJO!

Y DE NINGUNA MANERA PUEDES CONSEGUIRLO!!!

VER CIUDADANOS DE AMÉRICA COMPRAN MUY NECESARIO 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

Y EN OTROS PAISES DONDE TAMBIEN DEMOLITAN CASAS COMPRAN MIRA.

COMPARTE YO TE AYUDO CON IDEAS!

Y TU TRADUCES 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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PROYECTOS NO TAN CAROS

PRECIOS DE LAS FOTOS

[el] ΠΟΛΙΤΕΣ ΑΜΕΡΙΚΗΣ ΑΠΟ ΟΙ ΙΔΕΕΣ ΜΟΥ ΕΡΓΑΣΙΑΣ ΕΡΓΑ ΣΧΕΔΙΑΣΗΣ

ΠΩΣ ΝΑ ΦΤΙΑΞΕΤΕ ΤΑ ΣΠΙΤΙΑ ΣΑΣ!!!

ΓΙΑ ΤΑ ΠΑΙΔΙΑ ΣΟΥ ΝΑ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΠΟΛΥ ΚΑΛΥΤΕΡΑ ΑΠΟ ΤΟΥΣ ΠΑΠΠΟΥΣ ΣΟΥ Ή ΤΙ ΑΛΛΟ ΦΤΙΑΖΟΥΝ!

ΝΑ ΜΗΝ ΚΑΤΑΣΤΡΕΦΟΥΝ ΤΑ ΣΠΙΤΙΑ ΣΑΣ ΑΠΟ ΤΥΦΥΝΕΣ!!

ΚΑΙ ΠΩΣ ΝΑ ΤΟ ΦΤΙΑΞΕΤΕ ΠΟΥ ΝΑ ΚΡΥΨΕΤΕ ΣΤΟ ΥΠΟΓΕΙΟ !!!

ΤΙ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΤΟΣΟ ΚΑΤΑ ΤΟΝ ΤΥΦΩΝΑ ΕΙΣΑΙ ΣΤΗ ΔΟΥΛΕΙΑ !!!

ΚΑΙ ΔΕΝ ΜΠΟΡΕΙΣ ΝΑ ΤΟ ΚΑΤΑΛΑΒΕΙΣ!!!

ΔΕΙΤΕ ΠΟΛΙΤΕΣ ΑΜΕΡΙΚΗΣ ΑΓΟΡΑΖΟΥΝ ΠΟΛΥ ΑΠΑΡΑΙΤΗΤΟ 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

ΚΑΙ ΣΕ ΑΛΛΕΣ ΧΩΡΕΣ ΟΠΟΥ ΕΠΙΣΗΣ ΚΑΤΕΔΑΦΙΖΟΥΝ ΣΠΙΤΙΑ ΑΓΟΡΑΖΟΥΝ ΚΟΙΤΑ.

ΚΟΙΝΟΠΟΙΗΣΤΕ ΣΕ ΒΟΗΘΩ ΜΕ ΙΔΕΕΣ!

ΚΑΙ ΜΕΤΑΦΡΑΖΕΙΣ 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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ΟΧΙ ΤΟΣΟ ΑΚΡΙΒΑ ΕΡΓΑ

ΤΙΜΕΣ ΦΩΤΟΓΡΑΦΙΩΝ

[haw] NANA MAI NA Makaainana o AMERIKA MAI KA'U MANAO HANA HANA KAHAI

Pehea e kūkulu ai i ko ʻoukou mau hale!!!

I OI aku ka oi aku o ko oukou mau keiki ma mua o ko oukou mau kupuna, a i 'ole he aha na mea e ae e kukulu nei!

I WAHIO KOU HALE E NA HURRICANS!!

A pehea e hana ai ma kahi e peʻe ai ma lalo !!!

HEAHA NO I KA HURRICANE OE MA KA HANA !!!

A ʻAʻohe ala hiki iā ʻoe ke loaʻa!!!

E IKE I NA KAKAAINA AMERIKA E KUAI PONO LOA 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

A MA NA AINA E ae, kahi e hoohiolo ai lakou i na hale kuai nana.

Kaʻana I KOKUA ANA I KA MANAʻO!

A ME UNUHI OE 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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AOLE PALAPALA PALAPALA

KUMUKUAI KI'I

[ka] ამერიკის მოქალაქეები ათვალიერებენ ჩემი სამუშაოს იდეებს ხატვის პროექტებიდან

როგორ ავაშენოთ თქვენი სახლები!!!

იმისთვის, რომ თქვენი შვილები ბევრად უკეთესი იყვნენ, ვიდრე თქვენი ბაბუები ან სხვა რას აშენებენ!

რომ თქვენი სახლები ქარიშხალმა არ დაანგრიოს!!

და როგორ გავაკეთო ის, სადაც დასამალი სარდაფში !!!

რა არის ასე ქარიშხლის დროს თქვენ სამსახურში ხართ !!!

და არავითარ შემთხვევაში არ შეგიძლია ამის მიღება!!!

იხილეთ ამერიკის მოქალაქეების ყიდვა ძალიან საჭირო 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

და სხვა ქვეყნებში, სადაც ისინი ასევე დანგრევენ სახლებს ყიდულობენ შეხედეთ.

გააზიარე მე დაგეხმარები იდეებით!

და შენ თარგმნე 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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არც ისე ძვირი პროექტები

ფოტოების ფასები

[yi] בירגערס פון אַמעריקע קוקן פֿון מיינע ווערק אידעעס צייכענונג פראיעקטן

ווי צו בויען דיין הייזער !!!

פֿאַר דיין קינדער צו זיין פיל בעסער ווי דיין זיידע-באָבע אָדער וואָס אַנדערש בויען!

אז אייערע הייזער זאלן נישט צעשטערט ווערן דורך הורריקאנס!!

און ווי צו מאַכן עס ווו צו באַהאַלטן אין די קעלער !!!

וואָס איז אַזוי בעשאַס די הוראַגאַן איר זענט אין אַרבעט !!!

און קיין וועג איר קענען באַקומען עס !!!

זען אַמעריקע בירגערס קויפן זייער נויטיק 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

און אין אנדערע לענדער ווו זיי אויך דעמאַליייטיד הייזער קויפן קוקן.

ייַנטיילן איך העלפֿן איר מיט געדאנקען!

און דו איבערזעצט 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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נישט אַזוי טייַער פּראַדזשעקס

פאָטאָ פּריסעס

[id] WARGA AMERIKA MELIHAT DARI PROYEK MENGGAMBAR IDE KERJA SAYA

CARA MEMBANGUN RUMAH ANDA!!!

AGAR ANAK ANDA JAUH LEBIH BAIK DARI KAKEK ANDA ATAU APA LAGI YANG MEMBANGUN!

BAHWA RUMAH ANDA TIDAK DIHANCURKAN HURRICANS!!

DAN CARA MEMBUATNYA DI MANA BERSEMBUNYI DI BASEMEN !!!

APA SAJA SELAMA BADAI ANDA BEKERJA !!!

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DAN DI NEGARA LAIN DI MANA MEREKA JUGA MENGHANCURKAN RUMAH BELI TAMPILAN.

BAGIKAN SAYA MEMBANTU ANDA DENGAN IDE!

DAN ANDA TERJEMAHAN 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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PROYEK TIDAK SANGAT MAHAL

HARGA FOTO

[ga] FÉACHÁN SAORÁNACH MEIRICEÁ AR MO THIONSCADAIL SHEALADACH OIBRE A LINNTÍONN

CONAS DO THITHE A THÓGÁIL!!!

DO PHÁISTÍ A BHÍ I bhfad NÍOS FEARR NÁ DO THÓGÁLACHA NÓ CÉARD TÁ TÓGÁLA AR THÓGÁIL!

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CAD A BHFUIL SO I LEITH AN HURRICANE A BHFUIL TÚ AG AN OBAIR!!!

AGUS NÍ FÉIDIR LEAT A FHÁIL !!!

FÉACH SAORÁNACH MHEIRICEÁ A gceannach AN-RÁGHACHTA 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

AGUS I dTÍORTHA EILE A BHFUIL SIAD FAOI SCOLTA TITHE FREISIN FÉACH.

ROINN ROINN mé CABHRÚ LEAT LE Smaointe!

AGUS AISTRIGH TÚ 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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NÍ TIONSCADAIL SO COSTAS

PRAGHSANNA GRIANGHRAIF

[is] BORGARAR Í AMERÍKU LITTU ÚR VINNUHUGMYNDUM MÍN AÐ TEIKNA VERKEFNI

HVERNIG Á AÐ BYGGJA HÚSIN ÞÍN!!!

TIL AÐ BÖRN ÞÍN VERI MIKLU BETRI EN AFAR ÞÍNIR EÐA HVAÐ ANNAÐ ER AÐ BYGGJA!

AÐ HÚSIÐ ÞÍN VERI EKKI EYÐIÐ AF FERÐIR!!

OG HVERNIG Á AÐ GERÐA ÞAÐ HVER Á AÐ FALA Í KJALLARNAR !!!

HVAÐ ER SVO Á MEÐAN FERÐIRINN ERTU Í VINNU!!!

OG EKKI KOMIÐ ÞÚ!!!

SJÁ AMERÍKU BORGARA KAUPA MJÖG NAUÐSYNLEGT 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

OG Í ÖÐRUM LÖNDUM ÞAR SEM ER LÍKA RÍFJA HÚS KAUPA ÚTLIT.

DEILI ÉG HJÁLPA ÞÉR MEÐ HUGMYNDIR!

OG ÞÚ ÞÝÐIR 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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EKKI SVO DÝR VERKEFNI

MYNDAVERÐ

[it] CITTADINI D'AMERICA GUARDANO DALLE MIE IDEE DI LAVORO DISEGNANDO PROGETTI

COME COSTRUIRE LE VOSTRE CASE!!!

PERCHE' I TUOI FIGLI SIANO MOLTO MEGLIO DEI TUOI NONNI O DI COS'ALTRO STANNO COSTRUENDO!

CHE LE VOSTRE CASE NON SIANO DISTRUTTE DAGLI URAGANI!!

E COME FARLO DOVE NASCONDERSI NEL SEMINTERRATO !!!

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E IN NESSUN MODO PUOI ACQUISTARLO!!!

SEE AMERICA CITIZENS ACQUISTA MOLTO NECESSARIO 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

E IN ALTRI PAESI DOVE SI DEMOLINO ANCHE CASE ACQUISTA GUARDA.

CONDIVIDI TI AIUTO CON LE IDEE!

E TU TRADOTTI 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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PROGETTI NON COSÌ COSTOSI

FOTO PREZZI

[yo] AWON ARA ilu AMERICA WO NINU ORO ISE MI MI

BI O SE LE KO ILE RE!!!

FÚN ÀWỌN ỌMỌDE RẸ LẸ̀ LẸ́YÌN JU ÀWỌN BÀBÁ RẸ TABI OHUN MIIRAN NKỌ!

KI AWON ILE YIN MA BAA JE KI AWON AGBALAGBA RU!!

ATI BÍ O ṢE ṢE NIBI LATI ṢAPAMỌ NINU ipilẹ ile !!!

KINNI NIGBA IGBONA O WA NI ISE!!!

KO SI ONA TI O LE GBA!!!

WO AWON ARA ILE AMERICA RA O DANDAN GAN 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

Ati ni awọn orilẹ-ede miiran nibiti wọn tun wó ILE RA WO.

Pin MO ṣe iranlọwọ fun ọ pẹlu awọn imọran!

ATI IWỌ 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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KO TO gbowolori ise agbese

IYE FOTO

[kn] ನನ್ನ ಕೆಲಸದ ಕಲ್ಪನೆಗಳ ರೇಖಾಚಿತ್ರ ಯೋಜನೆಗಳಿಂದ ಅಮೆರಿಕದ ನಾಗರಿಕರು ನೋಡುತ್ತಾರೆ

ನಿಮ್ಮ ಮನೆಗಳನ್ನು ಹೇಗೆ ನಿರ್ಮಿಸುವುದು !!!

ನಿಮ್ಮ ಮಕ್ಕಳು ನಿಮ್ಮ ಅಜ್ಜಿಯರಿಗಿಂತ ಉತ್ತಮವಾಗಿರಲು ಅಥವಾ ಬೇರೆ ಯಾವುದನ್ನು ನಿರ್ಮಿಸುತ್ತಿದ್ದಾರೆ!

ನಿಮ್ಮ ಮನೆಗಳು ಚಂಡಮಾರುತಗಳಿಂದ ನಾಶವಾಗುವುದಿಲ್ಲ ಎಂದು!!

ಮತ್ತು ಬೇಸ್‌ಮೆಂಟ್‌ನಲ್ಲಿ ಎಲ್ಲಿ ಮರೆಮಾಡಬೇಕು ಅದನ್ನು ಹೇಗೆ ಮಾಡುವುದು !!!

ಚಂಡಮಾರುತದ ಸಮಯದಲ್ಲಿ ನೀವು ಕೆಲಸ ಮಾಡುತ್ತಿರುವಿರಿ !!!

ಮತ್ತು ನೀವು ಅದನ್ನು ಪಡೆಯಲು ಸಾಧ್ಯವಿಲ್ಲ !!!

ನೋಡಿ ಅಮೇರಿಕಾ ಪ್ರಜೆಗಳು ಬಹಳ ಅಗತ್ಯವಾಗಿ ಖರೀದಿಸಿ 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

ಮತ್ತು ಇತರ ದೇಶಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ಅವರು ಮನೆಗಳನ್ನು ಕೆಡವಲು ಸಹ ನೋಡುತ್ತಾರೆ.

ಹಂಚಿಕೊಳ್ಳಿ ಐಡಿಯಾಗಳೊಂದಿಗೆ ನಾನು ನಿಮಗೆ ಸಹಾಯ ಮಾಡುತ್ತೇನೆ!

ಮತ್ತು ನೀವು ಅನುವಾದಿಸಿ 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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ಅಷ್ಟು ದುಬಾರಿ ಯೋಜನೆಗಳಲ್ಲ

ಫೋಟೋ ಬೆಲೆಗಳು

[zh-TW] 美國公民看我的工作想法繪圖項目

如何建造你的房子！！！

為了讓您的孩子比您的祖父或其他正在建造的孩子好得多！

您的房屋不會被颶風摧毀！！

以及如何讓它藏在地下室裡！！！

在你工作的颶風期間發生了什麼！

而且你不可能得到它！！！

看到美國公民購買非常必要的💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

在其他國家，他們也拆除房屋購買 LOOK。

分享我幫助你的想法！

然後你翻譯

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不是那麼昂貴的項目

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[zh-CN] 美国公民看我的工作想法绘图项目

如何建造你的房子！！！

为了让您的孩子比您的祖父或其他正在建造的孩子好得多！

您的房屋不会被飓风摧毁！！

以及如何让它藏在地下室里！！！

在你工作的飓风期间发生了什么！

而且你不可能得到它！！！

看到美国公民购买非常必要的💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

在其他国家，他们也拆除房屋购买 LOOK。

分享我帮助你的想法！

然后你翻译

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不是那么昂贵的项目

照片价格

[ko] 내 작업 아이디어 도면 프로젝트에서 미국 시민의 모습

집을 짓는 방법!!!

당신의 아이들이 당신의 할아버지나 다른 사람들이 짓고 있는 것보다 훨씬 더 나은 존재가 되기 위해!

당신의 집이 허리케인에 의해 파괴되지 않도록!!

지하실에 숨을 곳을 만드는 방법 !!!

허리케인 동안 당신이 일하는 이유는 무엇입니까 !!!

그리고 절대 얻을 수 없습니다!!!

미국 시민의 필수품 구매 보기 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

그리고 주택을 철거하는 다른 국가에서도 구매하세요.

아이디어를 공유하세요!

그리고 당신은 번역합니다 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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그리 비싸지 않은 프로젝트

사진 가격

[co] I CITTADINI D'AMERICA GUARDU DA I MIO IDEE DI LAVORO PROGETTI DI DISEGNI

COME COSTRUIRE E VOSTRE CASE !!!

PÀ I VOSTRI FIGLIESI MUGHU MEGLIU CHE I VOSTRI NINI O COSA ALTRU COSTRUIGU !

CHE I VOSTRI CASE ÙN SESSU DISTRUTTU DA L'URRICANI !!

È COME FÀ INDUNI PIATTU IN U STANTANU !!!

QUÈ COSÌ DURANTE L'URAGAN TU SEI À U TRAVAIL !!!

È NI MANU U POTETE OTTENERE !!!

VEDE I CITTADINI AMERICANI BUY ASSOLUTAMENTE NECESSARI 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

È IN L'ALTRI PAESI DUNDI DEMOLITE ANCHE CASE BUY LOOK.

SHARE VI AIUTU CU IDEE !

E TU TRADUZI 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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Prughjetti micca cusì cari

PREZZI FOTO

[ms] WARGANEGARA AMERIKA LIHAT DARI PROJEK LUKISAN IDEA KERJA SAYA

BAGAIMANA MEMBINA RUMAH ANDA!!!

UNTUK ANAK-ANAK ANDA JAUH LEBIH BAIK DARI DATUK ANDA ATAU APA LAGI YANG DIBINA!

SUPAYA RUMAH ANDA TIDAK DIHANCURKAN OLEH TAUfan!!

DAN BAGAIMANA UNTUK MEMBUATNYA DI MANA UNTUK BERSEMBUNYI DI BASEMENT !!!

APA JADI SEMASA Taufan ANDA DI TEMPAT KERJA !!!

DAN TIADA CARA ANDA BOLEH DAPATKANNYA!!!

LIHAT WARGA AMERIKA MEMBELI SANGAT PERLU 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

DAN DI NEGARA LAIN DIMANA MEREKA JUGA MEREBOHKAN RUMAH BELI RUPA.

KONGSI SAYA BANTU ANDA DENGAN IDEA!

DAN ANDA Terjemah 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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PROJEK TAK MAHAL

HARGA FOTO

[ro] CETĂȚENII AMERICII SE UITĂ DIN MUNCA MEA IDEILE DE MUNCA PROIECTE DE DESEN

CUM SA VA CONSTRUI CASE!!!

PENTRU COPII TĂI SĂ FIE MULT MAI BUNICI DECÂT BUNICII SAU CE ALTE CONSTRUCȚI!

CA CASELE VOASTRE NU FI DISTRUSE DE URRICANI!!

ȘI CUM SĂ O FACEȚI UNDE SĂ SE ASCUNSE ÎN BOL !!!

CE ESTE ASA IN TIMPUL URAGANULUI ESTI LA MUNCĂ !!!

ȘI NU PUTEȚI OBȚI NU CUM!!!

VEZI CETĂȚENII AMERICII CUMPARĂ FOARTE NECESAR 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

ȘI ÎN ALTE ȚĂRI UNDE SE DEMOLĂ ȘI CASE CUMPĂRĂ UITE.

SHARE TE AJUT CU IDEI!

SI TU TRADUCETI 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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PROIECTE NU ATAT DE SCUSPUSE

PRETURI FOTO

[uk] ГРОМАДЯНИ АМЕРИКИ ДИВІТЬСЯ З МОЇХ ІДЕЇ РОБОТ ПРОЕКТІВ КРЕСЛЕННЯ

ЯК ЩОБ БУДУВАЛИ ВАШІ БУДИНИ!!!

ЩОБ ДЛЯ ВАШИХ ДІТЕЙ НАМНОГО КРАЩЕ НІЖ ЩОЇЛИ ВАШІ ДІДИ АБО ЩО БУДУТЬ ЩЕ!

ЩОБ ВАШІ БУДИНИ НЕ ЗНОСИЛИ УРАГАНАМИ!!

І ЯК ЗРОБИТИ ЩОБ КУДИ СХОВАВСЯ В ПІДВАЛ!!!

ЩО ТАК ПІД ЧАС УРАГАНУ ВИ НА ПРАЦІ!!!

І НІ ЯК НЕ УСПІЄТЕ ДОЇХАТИ !!!

ДИВІТЬСЯ ГРОМАДЯНИ АМЕРИКИ КУПИТЕ ДУЖЕ ПОТРІБНІ 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

І В ІНШИХ КРАЇНАХ ДЕ ТАКОЖ ЗНОСУТЬ БУДИНКИ КУПИТЕ ДИВІТЬСЯ.

ДІЛІТЬСЯ Я ВАМ ДОПОМАГАЮ ІДЕЯМИ!

А ВИ ПЕРЕВОДАМИ 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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НЕ ТАК І ДОРОГО ПРОЕКТИ

ЦІНИ НА ФОТО

[ur] امریکہ کے شہری میرے کام کے آئیڈیاز ڈرائنگ پروجیکٹس سے دیکھتے ہیں

اپنے گھر کیسے بنائیں!!!

آپ کے بچوں کے لیے آپ کے دادا جان سے کہیں زیادہ بہتر ہوں یا اور کیا تعمیر کر رہے ہیں!

کہ آپ کے گھر سمندری طوفان سے تباہ نہ ہوں!!

اور اسے تہہ خانے میں کہاں چھپانے کے لیے کیسے بنایا جائے!!!

سمندری طوفان کے دوران آپ کام پر ہوتے ہیں کیا ہوتا ہے!!!

اور کسی بھی طرح سے آپ اسے حاصل نہیں کر سکتے!!!

دیکھیں امریکی شہری بہت ضروری خریدتے ہیں 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

اور دوسرے ممالک میں جہاں وہ مکانات کو بھی گرا دیتے ہیں وہ نظر آتے ہیں۔

شیئر کریں میں آپ کو آئیڈیاز کے ساتھ مدد کرتا ہوں!

اور آپ ترجمہ کرتے ہیں 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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اتنے مہنگے منصوبے نہیں۔

تصویر کی قیمتیں

[tl] MGA MAMAMAYAN NG AMERIKA ANG TUMINGIN MULA SA AKING MGA IDEYA SA TRABAHO SA PAGGUHIT NG MGA PROYEKTO

PAANO MAGTAYO NG IYONG MGA BAHAY!!!

PARA MAGING MAHUSAY ANG IYONG MGA ANAK KAYSA SA MGA LOLO MO O ANO PA ANG TINATAYO!

NA ANG INYONG MGA BAHAY HINDI SASIRA NG MGA BAGYO!!

AT PAANO GAGAWIN KUNG SAAN MAGTATAGO SA BASEMENT !!!

ANO BA NAMAN SA BAGYO NASA TRABAHO MO!!!

AT HINDI MO MAKUHA!!!

TINGNAN ANG MGA MAMAMAYAN NG AMERIKA NA NABIBILI NA KAILANGAN 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

AT SA IBANG BANSA KUNG SAAN NILA DIN DEMOLIATE ANG MGA BAHAY BUMILI NG LOOK.

SHARE TULUNGAN KO KAYO SA MGA IDEYA!

AT MAGSASALIN KA 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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HINDI SOBRANG MAHAL NA PROYEKTO

MGA PRESYO NG LARAWAN

[fi] AMERIKAN KANSALAISET KATSOO TYÖ-IDEOISTANI PIIRTOPROJEKTISTA

MITEN RAKENNAT TALOSI!!!

ETTÄ LAPSESI OLISI PALJON PAREMPI KUIN ISOISISI TAI MITÄ MUUTA RAKENTAA!

ETTÄ HURRIkaanIT EIVÄT TUHOKO KOTOJASI!!

JA KUINKA TEHDÄÄN KELLARIN MINNE PIILOTETTUA !!!

MITÄ ON NIIN HURRIkaanIN AIKANA, ETTÄ OLET TYÖSSÄ !!!

JA SINÄ MITÄÄN SITÄ SAA!!!

KATSO AMERIKAN KANSALAISET OSTAVAT ERITTÄIN TARVITAAN 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

JA MUISSA MAISSA, JOSSA MYÖS PURKATTAVAT TALOT OSTAVAT LOOKIA.

JAA AUTTAAN SINUA IDEOISSA!

JA SINÄ KÄÄNTÄT 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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EI NIIN KALLISIA PROJEKTEJA

KUVIEN HINNAT

[hi] अमेरिका के नागरिक मेरे कार्य-विचार आरेखण परियोजनाओं से देखते हैं

अपने घरों का निर्माण कैसे करें!!!

आपके बच्चों के लिए आपके ग्रैंडफार्स या और क्या निर्माण कर रहे हैं उससे कहीं बेहतर होने के लिए!

कि आपके घर तूफानों द्वारा नष्ट नहीं किए जाते हैं !!

और इसे बेसमेंट में कहाँ छिपाना है !!!

आप काम पर हैं तूफान के दौरान क्या है !!!

और आप इसे किसी भी तरह से प्राप्त नहीं कर सकते!!!

देखें अमेरिका के नागरिक बहुत जरूरी चीजें खरीदते हैं 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

और दूसरे देशों में जहां वे भी मकानों को तोड़ते हैं, देखें।

साझा करें मैं आपको विचारों के साथ मदद करता हूं!

और आप अनुवाद करते हैं 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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इतना महंगा प्रोजेक्ट नहीं

फोटो की कीमतें

[gd] Bidh SAORanaich AMERICA a’ coimhead bho na beachdan obrach agam a’ tarraing phròiseact

Mar a thogas tu do thaighean !!!

AIRSON DO CHLANN GU BHEIL MÒR NA B’ FHEÀRR NA do mhòr-shluagh no dè eile a tha gan togail!

CHAN EIL na taighean agad air an sgrios le HURRICANS !!

AGUS CIAMAR A DHÈANAMH A DHÈANAMH A DHÈANAMH A DHÈANAMH A FHAIGHINN ANN AN BASEMENT !!!

DÈ THA SO RI TEACHD A THA THU AG OBAIR !!!

AGUS chan eil dòigh sam bith air am faigh thu e !!!

FEUMAIDH SEILEANAN AMERICA a cheannach gu math riatanach 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

AGUS ANN AN DÙTHAICHEAN EILE far am bheil iad cuideachd a' leagail thaighean a' ceannach seall.

ROINN mi CUIDEACHADH GU LEIS SGEULACHDAN!

AGUS THUGAIBH eadar-theangachadh 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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NACH EIL TORAIDHEAN CHO NEACH

PRÌOMHACHASAN PHOTO

[eo] CIVITONOJ DE AMERIKO RIGARDAS EL MIA LABORO IDEOJ DESEGNANTE PROJEKTOJ

KIEL KONSTRUI VIAJN DOMOJN!!!

POR KE VIAJ INFANOJ ESTU MULTE PLI BONAJ OL VIAJ AVPoj AŬ KIO ALIO KONSTRUAS!

KE VIAJ DOMOJ NE ESTU DESTRUITAJ DE HURRICANOJ!!

KAJ KIEL IRI ĜIN KIE KIEĜI EN LA KELO !!!

KIO ESTAS DUM LA URAGANO VI ESTAS LABORO !!!

KAJ NENIEL VI POVAS GET ĜIN!!!

VIDU AMERIKAJ CIVITAJN AĈETI TRE NECESAN 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

KAJ EN ALIAJ LANDOJ KIE ILI ANKAŬ DEMELIGAS DOMOJN AÇETI RIGU.

PARTIMI MI HELPAS VIN PER IDEOJ!

KAJ VI TRADUCAS 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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NE TIEL KASTAJ PROJEKTOJ

FOTOPREZOJ

[ja] シチズンオブアメリカは、私の仕事のアイデアから見た図面プロジェクト

あなたの家を建てる方法!!!

あなたの子供たちがあなたのグランファーズや他の建物よりもはるかに優れているために！

あなたの家がハリケーンによって破壊されないように!!

そして、地下室に隠れる場所を作る方法!!!

あなたが働いているハリケーンの間はどうですか!!!

そして、あなたはそれを手に入れることができません!!!

アメリカ市民が非常に必要なものを購入するのを見る💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

そして、彼らが住宅を解体している他の国では、見て見てください。

アイデアを共有しましょう!

そしてあなたが翻訳します💰💰💰💰💰💰

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それほど高価ではないプロジェクト

写真料金

[ar] ينظر مواطنو أمريكا من مشاريع الرسم الخاصة بعملي

كيف تبني بيوتك !!!

لكي يكون أطفالك أفضل بكثير من أحفادك أو ما يبنيه الآخرون!

ألا تدمر بيوتك من قبل الأعاصير !!

وكيف تجعلها حيث تختبئ في القبو !!!

ما الذي يحدث أثناء الإعصار أنت في العمل !!!

وبلا طريقة يمكنك الحصول عليها !!!

رؤية شراء مواطني أمريكا ضروري جدا 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

وفي البلدان الأخرى حيث يقومون أيضًا بشراء منازل مدمرة.

SHARE أنا أساعدك في الأفكار!

وأنت تترجم 💰💰💰💰💰💰

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