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9 Fandom Peeps to Get to Know Better

@dual-domination tagged me. Thank u! It was really fun

3 ships you like: I started thinking about this one and I realized that I have away less ships that I actually engage with than I thought, but, Shen Wei x Zhao Yulan (my currently obsession), Andrew x Neil from All for the Game (love love love them) and Aziraphale x Crowley from Good Omens.

First ship ever: God, this one bring *so* many memories hahah it was Mu x Aolia and Milo x Camus from Saint Seiya. Ironically, I never read the manga or watched the anime, I just found one day and randomly strated reading the fics, after that I read/watched The Lost Canvas and it was that. And from something that I *have* actually readed/watched: Kanda Yu x Allen Walker from D.Grey-man.

Last song you heard: To Well by Reneé Rapp

Favourite childhood book: "Um trem de janelas acesas", " A fada que tinha ideias" and "Loló Barnabé". "Loló Barnabe" was the first "real" book with lots of words that I got to read (I thought I was so grown up at the time hahah) and to this day is a favourite. It is the only one of the three that I don´t have anymore though :(

Currently reading: Catched up with the translation of "Lie Huo Jiao Chou" (and now I am suffering wainting) by Priest, started reading "Mrs Dalloway" by Virginia Woolf, and in the midlle of "Capitães de Areia" by Jorge Amado.

Currently watching: Just finished Hotel Hazbin (loved it), and gotta finish The Favourite By Yorgos Lanthimos that I paused yesterday.

Currently consuming: Right now? Water.

Currently craving: Chocolate. And brownies.

tagging @kebriones @robininthelabyrinth @lunarriviera

[mindroastermir2]

خاتم النبین کے مرکب اضافی ہونے کی وضاحت اور خاتم الاولیاء علی ؓ کے حوالے

خاتم النبین کے مرکب اضافی ہونے کی وضاحت اور خاتم الاولیاء علی ؓ کے حوالے Khatimul Nabiyyen Murakkabe Izafi hone ki wazahat aor khatimul aolia ali ra hawaly

[elencelebrindal]

Aiolia: I don't think that's right

Saga: What do you mean?

Aiolia: Well, three should be a star on the tree

Saga: ...yeah?

Aiolia: You put my brother up there

Aiolos waves at them from the top of the tree

Saga: He also counts as an angel

Why did I write this, I'm tired

[saintseiyaartbykerulin]

ESTATUA DE LEÃO

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Me: I miss doing digital art, but i have all this schoolwork to do... i should really focus on that instead...

Me: How about doing neither and making a Pokemon fan-game instead 

[dryades-angeli]

Saint Seiya Questiongame

Let us play a little Questiongame. Remove my answers and puts yours under the questions. How did you get out/found to Saint Seiya? It was as my mother brought me an Saint Seiya-Game for my PS2. I was so badly in love with the story, the mythological Backgrounds, the graphic and the characters... As an fan of Mythologies, I was really hyped. Who´s your favorite character and why? My favourite Character is and stays Mu. He has my Zodiacsign, is soft/calm and I like his characterdesign. And I love his Attacks. They´re beautyful. <3 But I like Camus, Shaka und Kanon, too. Who´s your absolute hatecharacter and why? Pandora Heinstein. Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't she the only German in the Saint Seiya universe? First of all, I don't like that her stupid dog is called Adolf. As a German, you are directly associated with the Nazis again. And I am no Nazi. She had no problems letting other people die, just to be immortal and she has no problems torturing others (like Rhadamaynthys). And the vulture knows, why she helped Ikki. In Lost Canvas she is even more unsympathetic to me. Shippings you like and why you ship them? My faves are: 1. Rhadamanthys x Kanon: Both are Dragons and very strong. Rhada is serious and Kanon a more open character. They´d a very beautyful screentime together. Idk, I really like them together and it´s my confort ship. 2. Saga x Shaka: My first Saint Seiya fanfiction I´ve read, was about them as couple and I liked it. They´ve a chemistry together. Other Ships: Minos x Lune, Camus x Milo, Riegel x Mu, Kardia x Degel, Aspros x Albafica, Phoseidon x Defteros, Shura x Aolia, Deathmask x Aphrodite, Dohko x Shion, Ailia x Marin, Mila x Shaina, Seiya x Saori, Ikki x Shiryuu, Hyoga x Shun, Hades x Hypnos&Thanatos Shippings you don´t like/hate and why you dislike them? Hades/Alone and Rhadamanthys x Pandora. Both are characters I like and Pandora is the character I most dislike. Ship her with Ikki, that´s okay and makes a bit sense, but not with them. Shaka x Mu/Mu x Shaka: Because some fanarts had disturb me. And both are characters with a feminin touch. I am a person that loves having an dominant and an lesser dominant looking character in an couple. Aiolia x Shaka. Aiolia is to hotbloodet for the calm Virgo Saint. I don´t like to ship characters with bad temper to characters appearing cold. Rhadamanthys x Valentine: Eh, no. I don´t like it. Rhada belongs to Kanon. So, if I have my way. Geminiships: I don´t like shipping Brothers/Sisters and other family together. Saga x Aiolos: Saga was jealous of Aiolos and branded him as a traitor. Especially because the Saint died because of him, I don't think they're great as a couple. Other: Hades x Shun, Ikki x Shun, Saga x Saori, All Aphrodite Ships eccept with Deathmask, Kardia x Asmita Your favourite Scene? The End-Fightingscene bitween Kanon and Rhadamanthys and all scenes with Mu in it.^^ Your favoutite Attack: Crystal Wall If you could decide for witch god/goddess you fight, witch one you prefer and why? I would choose Athena, because she offered that what I would wish from a God/Goddess. She wants to lead humanity with love, hope and wisdom. If you could choose a Cloth. Witch you would prefer? The Aries Cloth or the Dolphin Cloth. Or Hades Cloth.

From witch country you´re? Germany. But luckily not Thüringen, rather Nordrine-Westphalia. Funfact, “Hein” means “Small Forest” and “Stein” “Stone”. But with Hein it can´t be meant “Freund Hein” witch is the personification of death. Your favorite season / sequel: Saint Seiya - Soul of Gold Tag friends who want to play the game too (It can be played by anyone): Sorry, but german fans are rare. I´ve nobody to tag.

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💕 Your two top fave fictional characters

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It’s an easy one... Cause I kind have a crush on those two characters:

First Scorpio no Milo, my crush since I was a freaking kid and wanted to be born Scorpio just to have him as my Saint (but I’m Leo and I’m happy with Aolia)

And Vegeta... While young I had “Bulma” as one of the various nicknames, Bulma was for being nerd (liking animes, games and such) ended up that even before having this nickname I always preferred Vegeta over any other Z Fighter xD and he still my favorite (even more after his marriage with Bulma xD)

thanks for asking @ezemshil

[paldipaldi]

SURPRISE! WOOHOO! 

"Ghost - 10.01" 

"I wanna be big."

This very special edition is a collaboration between me and my friend, Wiwid Aolia (@ntzeem). He's the one who made this into a 3D version. Hope you all enjoy this one.

>https://hicetnunc.art/objkt/608475<

[mramzankaifi]

Qatta (Urdu)

Ali (R.A) ki taaj poshi hai

Wasi-e-Mustafa (PBUH) haq ke walli ki taaj poshi hai

Imam-ul-Aolia sher-e-jalli ke taaj poshi hai

Payam haq sunaya hai Nabi (PBUH) ne sari ummat ko

Ghadeer-e-khum ke maidan mein Ali (R.A) ki taj poshi hai

- Written by Tabassum Qadri Sahib (Poet) - Faisalabad

- Read by Faqeer Muhammad Ramzan Kaifi Qadri Awaisi (Naatia Poet)

- Ashk-e-Aqeedat (Urdu Aur Saraiki Naatia Kalam)

- Available at: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1XpQd1aG_1SLMA7Fbb4SvBsgC989Qidg6/view

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Aolia Cloud-Suspension https://ift.tt/2IFckCT

[silsilaekamaliya]

Karamat e Aulia – Mufti Hamid Karamat e Aulia - Mufti Hamid Mufti Hameed ur Rahman Hamid, Sahebzada Hazrath Maulana Shah Mufti Mohammed Nawal ur Rahman Sahab Damat Barkatuhum, Sheikh ul Hadith Darul Uloom Chicago…

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Blackened Striped Sea Bass, Sriracha Aolia, Arugula, Tomato & Onion, w/ Old Bay Seasoned Fries $10. Soup of the day: Broccoli Cheddar!! (at 21 North Eatery + Cellar)

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Pairing: nessuno in trama Background pairing: Aiolos x Shura / Ioria x Shaka Rating: verde / G Personaggi: Aiolos e Ioria Slice of Life

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Lingua: Italiano

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IBGA for Aisling Maddinagh, June 15, 625

Winter in Sadeen Moor is much like any other season in Sadeen Moor – the people go about their business, content to simply Be. While some theorise as to potential causes of the incredible lightning storm they saw in the night sky in early November, most attribute it to mere bad weather. Nowhere among the common folk does Aisling hear names like “Puriel” or “Void” uttered. In the spring, rumours do begin to spread that the Withering has begun to retreat from Laerthan and people are reclaiming the once-blighted land. A few families decide to reunite with the outside world and they are allowed to leave without much questioning, but the majority of the population speaks of the rest of Laerthan fearfully. Why would anyone want to leave Sadeen Moor and join the Epsoleens, they wonder? After all, it is so very, very safe here.

In her official capacity, Aisling does occasionally hear Pure Lords and other members of government speaking in hushed tones about the events of November. The mood is grim. While Pure Lord Drenten is quietly congratulated on his efforts to aid Sadeen Moor’s foreign allies in their pursuits, his mere presence on the Pure Lord Council causes the Inheritors ever deepening suspicion. While it is difficult to find anyone willing to speak with her about Aolia, the general opinion is that what should not be is now gone and praise be to whomever set things right, Quiet Ones or otherwise. Some even spit at the mention of the name “Aolia”, the memory of the great Battle there still fresh in their minds. Pity for the lives lost is hard to come by.

The winter is long, cold and frustratingly uneventful. Aisling receives the occasional capture order from Pure Lord Joseph and takes her time carrying them out to her preferred level of craftsmanship. She gets a strange thrill from stalking the dissidents, feeling more like a panther than a raven. But every delivery ends the same way: a door closed in her face and a long, lonely walk back to her offices.

After months of standard duty, investigation, interrogation, search and seizure, the occasional execution and generally upholding the law, a thought finally strikes Aisling: in order to truly get close to Pure Lord Joseph’s machinations, mere order-following is not going to be enough. She’s going to have to take the initiative. But, how? She can’t exactly barge into his quarters and demand full access to his operation. It has to be subtle, something he will appreciate. Something… proactive. The idea sickens her, but armed with new determination, Aisling sets her jaw and begins her own personal investigation.

The next time she is called into Pure Lord Joseph’s office a few weeks later, he makes the usual casual conversation about the state of the nation as he slips her a small piece of parchment with a name on it. She nods and keeps up the stream of verbal nonsense as she passes him one in return. He gives her a quizzical look as he accepts it, and when he begins to read it his voice trails off. He looks up at her and then reads the three names on her paper again, muttering to himself. Aisling catches bits and pieces, “should have known” and “suppose it makes sense” and “unfortunate circumstances” and “traitor”. Finally he looks up at her, nods and hands the paper back.

“Them too.”

It takes Aisling nearly two months to make all four people disappear. Upon completion, she reports to Joseph with another suspected delinquent she has tracked down. Impressed, the Pure Lord gives her leave to pursue. A week later, under cover of darkness, Aisling delivers the docile enslaved man to the now-familiar door in the side of the tiny, nondescript building. But this time, when the man in the sharp black coat retrieves the prisoner, he does not immediately shut the door. When Aisling cocks her head in confusion, the man placidly gestures her inside. A knot tightening in the pit of her stomach, she nods, takes a deep breath and follows him.

After a short corridor, the floor drops to become a flight of steep stairs, down which the man in the coat guides their prisoner. Aisling follows, keeping her eyes and ears as wide as she can muster. Down they go, far deeper than an average cellar, their way lit only by the occasional wall sconce. Eventually they reach a small foyer at the bottom, where a large iron door stands closed before them. The man in the coat knocks four times, pauses, knocks a fifth, and the door swings open.

The cacophony hits Aisling like a tidal wave. Screaming, crying, the caustic jangling of out-of-tune instruments, water splashing, electricity crackling. The man ushers Aisling and their prisoner inside and swiftly closes the iron door behind them. Before them is a long corridor, with doors and large panes of glass set into the walls and openings presumably connecting to other hallways. The agonized sounds echo through the halls, bouncing from corridor to corridor in an all-encompassing symphony of horror. The man in the coat sets off down a corridor to the right, and as they walk, Aisling forces herself to look through the thick glass of each room they pass. In one, a man cowers in a corner with his hands over his ears as ugly noise blares down upon him from the ceiling. In another, a woman strapped to a metal frame is convulsing from electric shocks. In another, two women in black coats hold a man’s head in a trough of water as he struggles against them. Aisling’s stomach churns.

At the end of the corridor, the man in the coat opens a door and shoves the prisoner inside. Then he nods for Aisling to follow him once again, down two floors and through a maze of passages to one of many nondescript doors. He knocks, pauses respectfully, opens the door and gestures Aisling inside, closing the door behind her.

Pure Lord Joseph stands with his back to Aisling, mulling over some charts atop a low table in the centre of the office. The walls are covered with parchment of varying sizes; some look like clinical notes, others show diagrams of bodies (or specific body parts); still others are hastily scribbled treatises. After a few moments, Joseph scrawls a note on the paper on the table and turns to Aisling. “Welcome to the Sanctum. Shall I give you a tour?”

Joseph walks a few paces ahead of Aisling, his metal hand clasped in his flesh one behind his back. As she knows, he says, the state of Sadeen Moor is a troubling one. The other Pure Lords are perverting Good Father’s vision. The magic disease is spreading and it is up to them – the Inheritors and those they trust – to guide the population away from their delusion. To do this, they need soldiers who truly believe beyond any doubt in the teachings of Good Father, who are strong both in body and in mind. The Father had his own army, but he was the only one able to control them. They’re mad, dangerous things now… But they Believe. Their minds were stretched past the breaking point and they came back with pure, perfect faith. This facility is attempting to replicate the “Faith Break” process that created the Quiet Ones, but in a more controlled state. Unfortunately, the original process was not recorded, so the Sanctum had to start from the very beginning. If they can perfect Good Father’s methods and properly mold the broken minds, the dedication and effectiveness of these soldiers will be unparalleled. And with them, Sadeen Moor will be cleansed of its imperfections and once again shine with its true beauty.

As they pass one room, a woman in a black coat slips out the door to speak quietly with the Pure Lord. Aisling glances in through the glass to see an inordinate amount of blood on the walls of the little room. A man in a black coat is looking, dismayed, at a battered and bloody corpse on the floor. Joseph nods and the woman reenters the room, and she and the man get to work removing the body. Joseph notes with mild frustration that this is yet another failure. When the subjects reach the Faith Break point, most of them either find a way to die by their own hand or are reduced to useless comatose wretches and are put down. But each failure is a progress in disguise; each one brings the Sanctum a step closer to perfecting the process. All it will take is time.

Naturally, since the Quiet Ones are officially enemies of the state, any evidence of an attempt to “recreate” them could be met with dire consequences. As Joseph and Aisling stop at the iron door where she first came in, the Pure Lord smiles a rare smile and Aisling can see the the fervor burning in his eyes. This is the future of Sadeen Moor, he tells her. The cure. But there are those who would seek to destroy this facility. Do not trust anyone, he presses; Pure Lord Sheridan Carver has seemed particularly interested in Joseph’s dealings of late, and should be watched most carefully. He is also working on a variety of interesting projects, some of which Joseph would not mind getting his hands on for the Sanctum’s purposes. He bids her safe passage back to her quarters and opens the iron door.

Aisling takes a long, convoluted route back to her chambers to avoid detection. Upon arrival, her knees finally give way and she crumples to the floor. She grabs a small metal wastepaper basket and vomits, willing her stomach to settle. Oh girl, she thinks to herself… What have you gotten yourself into?