#asentence

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The Conjunction

  The Conjunction

  A conjunction is a fundamental part of grammar that serves as a link or connector between words, phrases, clauses, or sentences. Conjunctions are essential for constructing coherent and well-structured sentences. They help establish relationships between different elements within a sentence, making the text more readable and conveying precise meaning.       Types of Conjunctions:   Conjunctions can be broadly categorized into several types based on their functions and roles within a sentence. Here are the primary types of conjunctions:         Coordinating Conjunctions: These conjunctions connect words, phrases, or clauses of equal grammatical importance. The most common coordinating conjunctions are often remembered using the acronym "FANBOYS":   For: Adds information or gives a reason. And: Connects similar ideas or elements. Nor: Indicates a negative alternative or denial. But: Shows contrast or opposition. Or: Presents alternatives. Yet: Indicates contrast or surprise. So: Demonstrates cause and effect.   Example: She wanted to go to the movies, but she didn't have enough money.           Subordinating Conjunctions: These conjunctions introduce dependent clauses (subordinate clauses) and connect them to independent clauses (main clauses). Subordinating conjunctions indicate the relationship between the two clauses, such as cause and effect, time, condition, or contrast. Example: Because it was raining, we stayed indoors.   Common subordinating conjunctions include because, although, if, when, and while.           Correlative Conjunctions: These conjunctions come in pairs and work together to join words, phrases, or clauses. The most common correlative conjunctions include:   Either...or: Indicates a choice between two alternatives. Neither...nor: Presents two negative alternatives. Both...and: Connects two similar elements. Not only...but also: Emphasizes two related ideas.   Example: She is not only intelligent but also hardworking.           Conjunctive Adverbs: Although not true conjunctions, conjunctive adverbs function similarly to coordinating conjunctions but add more information or clarify relationships between clauses. Common conjunctive adverbs include however, therefore, consequently, and nevertheless.   Example: She studied diligently; however, she didn't perform well on the exam.           Relative Pronouns: While not typically considered conjunctions, relative pronouns like who, which, and that connect relative clauses to the noun they modify. These clauses provide additional information about the noun. Example: The book that I read was fantastic.   Understanding the different types of conjunctions and their functions is essential for constructing clear and effective sentences. Properly using conjunctions helps convey relationships between ideas, ensuring that writing is coherent and well-organized.             Here's a table of coordinating conjunctions along with examples: Coordinating Conjunction Example For I need to go to the store, for I am out of milk. And I have to study for my exam, and I need to finish my project. Nor She neither called nor texted me. But He wanted to go out, but he was feeling tired. Or Do you want tea or coffee? Yet It was late, yet he continued working. So She practiced a lot, so she performed well in the competition. These coordinating conjunctions are used to join words, phrases, or independent clauses of equal importance in a sentence. They help create compound sentences and express relationships between ideas.           Here's a table of subordinating conjunctions along with examples: Subordinating Conjunction Example Although Although it was raining, they went for a hike. Because He stayed home because he was feeling unwell. If If you finish your homework, you can go out to play. Since Since she passed the exam, she's been very happy. Unless You can't watch TV unless you finish your chores. While She read a book while waiting for her flight. After After the rain stopped, they went for a walk. Before Please finish your dinner before you have dessert. Even though Even though it was late, they continued the meeting. As He left quietly as everyone was asleep. Subordinating conjunctions are used to join a subordinate (dependent) clause to a main (independent) clause, creating complex sentences. The subordinate clause cannot stand alone as a complete sentence and relies on the main clause for its meaning.               The Conjunction Phrasal Prepositions Prepositions -“For”, “During”, “In”, and “Within” to compare Collective and Individual Nouns Vowel and Consonant Sounds in Syllable Auxiliary Verbs: should and would Read the full article

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the thing i love about red dwarf is that there's really no telling who will be the dumb one on any given day

[autistic-pink-lemonade]

Barkley’s solo slapped

I don’t have high hopes for him though

I have a feeling Dio’s gonna sweep

[zerolostwalks]

i’ve always wanted a willex song based fic for favorite tshirt by jake scott 💕

Alex reluctantly let Willie pull away from the kiss, kept one hand on his arm for as long as he could while the other man ducked his head back out of the driver’s side window. 

The smile WIllie left him with burned across his neck and deep into his chest, settling around his heart-aching at having to say goodbye even for just a brief time.

Alex gripped the steering wheel tight, hoping not to combust as he watched Willie walk up to their house, his permanently stained pink Whitney Houston T-Shirt swaying in the wind around Willie’s slightly smaller frame.

3 Sentence AU Prompts

[madigoround]

pepperoni approved

Ave Dominus noster pepperoni

Sic semper tyrannis to you too lol

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TURNED

Part One

Astarion x Reader

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I haven't written fic in a while but this damn vampire has me in a choke hold. This story asks the question: what if asention wasn't the only way to be together forever. I may add more to this if people like it. Hope you enjoy!

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Sweat and blood mingled in the atmosphere of the underground dungen. Your eyes were heavy and stinging as you strained to look forward. Your arms lay heavily by your side, your back flush againt a large cold pillar. It was as though you were going through shock, vision blurred, sound around you muffled, vertigo sweeping in; and perhaps you were. In your immediate vision you could see  Shadowheart. Her visage so close you sware you could read the concern and fear like a tapestry were your vision up to the task. She seemed to be speaking, shouting even, although to your reduced senses it appeared inconsequential.

"She's bleeding out. None of the spells I've tried are doing anything. She's going to die."

Another muffled voice, maybe Karlach you couldn't be sure, attempted to calm the worried cleric. You saw Shadowheart close her eyes and steady her breathing. She touched your arm and began chanting a spell under her breath.

You tried to piece together what had occurred. You recall fighting your way through Cazadors palace. Facing off against the bastard as he prepared to sacrifice thousands for his profane assention. You remember Astarion, his resolve unmoved, his desire in that moment to ascended and become untouchable. The way he looked into your eyes when he said he would be better than Cazador. The swell of pride within you when he made that choice. Bringing your attention back to the present you swept your gaze across the battlefield searching for the pale elf. You could faintly make out Astarion's white curls somewhere behind Shadowheart. Blinking several times you saw him knelt down next to what appeared to be Cazador's dead body. While you couldn't see his face, the way his body contorted and heaved it was evident he was crying. In that moment you forgot about your drowsy state and wanted nothing more than to comfort him. You made an attempt to stand up and that's when you noticed. Blood. Lot and lots of blood. All over your hands.

You must have given Cazador's swarm quite the fight. You chuckled to yourself only to find agonizing pain in both your chest and abdomen. Your eyes  drifted to your abdomen and that's when you finally put things together.

The blood was yours. It saturated your robes and pooled on the ground beneath you. Despite shodowheart's continued effects to heal you, you knew you were fading. You expected to feel lost, scared, even abandoned in this moment but truly you felt peace. You looked around to your companions and felt loved. No matter what happened to you, you convinced yourself they would go on to continue healing and live the lives they never had the chance to. You smiled to yourself, evidently loosing your touch to reality as you continued to bleed out. You felt Karlach grab your shoulder.

"Don't give into it soldier. We'll get you patched up. You just stay with me OK." Her words feigned optimism and bravery but the look on her face gave way to fear.

You suddenly felt shadowheart's warm hands cupping your face taking the weight off of your now heavy head. She moved your head from side to side as if the movement alone would give her any new information about your condition. Then she spoke, weather it was intended for you to hear or a communication to Karlach you weren't sure, but what she said caused you to react.

"We've waited long enough. Where the hell is Astarion we need to get her back to camp."

The words cut through your faded state momentarily. No you couldn't, you wouldn't interrupt Astarion's moment. He had waited literal centuries for the opportunity to be truly and honestly free. He had finally let himself cry and release some of that pent up trauma.

You were fine surely.

Karlach released your shoulder and stood from her crouched position at your side. She had her sights on Astarion but before she could take more then a step you mustered enough strength to grab onto her leg.

"No. Don't. Please." Your words came out ragged and you could taste the blood seeping it's way down your throat.

Karlach met your gaze with empathy. She knew, in her way, exactly what you were trying to avoid. She held your gaze and took your hand in hers.

"I'm sorry". She spoke softly before turning her head and shouting Astarions name.

Before you could so much as blink he was by your side. His face creased in worry, sparce tears still trailing down his cheeks. You raised a hand to wipe them away. You'd never get over the soft yet cold feel of his skin. Like poreceline or marble it was perfect. He was perfect. When he spoke it came out rushed and strained as if he couldn't get the words out fast enough. He looked to Shadowheart almost pleading but he kept his tone sharp.

"What happened to her. Can you heal her? Please."

Shadowheart shook her head slightly, evidently drained from the magic she had been conjuring to keep you breathing.

"I'm sorry Astarion I've done everything I can. God's I'm so so sorry". She stood and welcomed Karlach's embrace as tears formed in the edges of her eyes.

Astarion shook his head several times unwilling to believe it. You took his hand in yours and with the other you lifted his chin to meet your eyes.

"I'm so proud of you my love". You soke softly unable to give your voice much more of your energy. He tried to look away as more tears brimmed his eyes but you brought his chin back to face you and continued. "You faced him and you won. You're free after all this time. Hold on to that. No matter what happens to me I.."

Astarion interrupted you, tears falling down his face no longer able to keep them at bay. "I can't lose you. I won't lose the first person I've ever really cared about."

His voice became harsher almost angry. He couldn't accept this not after everything you two had gone through. "I can't. I won't."

You grabbed his face in your hands giving everything you had left. " I love you Astarion. You are so so loved."

And that was it. The world around you began to fade to black as you fell to your side no longer able to hold him. You watched, as if in slow motion, Astarion grip your shoulders to avoid you hitting your head. He looked around frantically. In that moment he had to make a choice. He closed his eyes and laid you gently on the floor on your back. Then he stood and let out a sigh before turning around and making his way towards Cazador's limp body.

You watched through almost blackened vision as a Astarion knelt beside the body and without hesitation chomped down on it'd neck. He was drinking from Cazador. But why?

You tried to remember what Astarion once said about the differences between spawn and mature vampires. One simply had to drink the blood of the one who turned them to become a full vampire. Not an easy task if that someone was your abusive master. You considered Astarion's motivations. Sure he would have more power being a true vampire but he still wouldn't be able to walk in the sun nor enjoy the food of the living. Gods the only thing it would bring besides power would of course be the ability to turn others...

Then it hit you, he was doing it for you. To turn you. To save you. You wanted to tell him he didn't need to. That you weren't worth saving, not if it ment he would live with the guilt of turning you.

You tried to speak as he approached you but the words would not form. He knelt beside you and you could see blood dripping from his chin. No not just blood, but tears too. He lifted your upper body into his arms and cradled you as he sat with his back to the piller. You felt his cold touch as he wiped strands of hair off your sweat and blood ridden face. He did so with the gentlest touch as if time had frozen and he could hold you like this forever. When he spoke he didn't take his eyes off yours.

"Go. Get everyone out of here". He motioned towards Cazador's staff with the hand he had been carresing your face with. He meant to release the spawn in those cages. Set them free into the underdark. Gods you were so proud of him. Karlach and Shadowheart both hesitated for a moment.

"Go! I'll get her out of here. I.....promise". That must have been enough to convince them as they swiftly made their way out of the large chamber.

Now it was just you and Astarion. He cradled your head and brought his lips towards your neck. He kissed your pulse point gently and whispered in your ear.

"I'm sorry my love but i am a selfish bastard. I won't lose you."

He turned your head to face him leaving the ghost of a kiss on your lips before returning his attention back to your neck seeking your weakened pulse. "This is going to hurt. Like no pain you've ever known." For a moment he closed his eyes and you could tell he was reliving his own tortous turning at the hands of Cazador.

He opened his eyes again before he spoke. A fire in them. A defiance. "But you won't be alone. I'll be here. I'll get you through it. I won't leave you darling".

You felt his icy breath on your neck right before the sting of his fangs as they broke skin.

For a moment it felt like any other feeding, an initial pain leading to pleasure even arousal, but that swiftly changed. You felt excruciating pain beginning in your heart, as if your very stomach acid was being injected directly into your aorta. You bagen to wither in Astarion's arms, unconsciously and reflexively trying to escape the burning sensation. He held you close keeping his mouth on you still. The burning only intensified as your body began spazzing without your consent. It was exactly as Astarion had described. You tried to convince your body you were safe, that he was right there. The man you loved was right there and once the venum had spred you truly would be able to love him for eternity.

You felt Astarion release your neck and as he turned your face to his you tried to convey gratitude. Then you wanted to plead with him not to watch. Then all you could feel, all you could think was pain.

[reredram]

Slowly but surely I'm making designs for TFR scugs General Lore: - All artifical slugcats have monocolored eyes, naturaly born slugcats have pupils(Exept Rivulet, he's special) - Slugcats inside countries are anthro, and more advanced than slugcats that live in wilds of wastelands - Most of artifical slugcats were created by Seven Red Suns, or at least they're based on his blueprints - All of the artifical slugcats are always loyal to the iterators. Artificer is the only exeption, she combusted herself to almost comatose state to break this taboo

Artificer, Leader of the Rebellion Arti is a leader of rebellious group of scavs and scugs that are against of current government. Her reasons to go against her own creators were the facts, that her children were sentenced to death by execution by fabricated case. She was created by Seven Red Suns and Five Pebbles as Soldier Prototype, but her abilities were considered too dangerous not only to enemies, but to allies, so this project was discontinued.

Hunter, Assassin Hunter was created for NSH as his own bodyguard, but showman gave them more duties to perform, like butler work and assassinations, the last ones being performed rarely. He dedicated his whole life to serving iterators, and his believe in them is unshakeable.

Spearmaster, 1st class agent SRS' slugcat soldier unit, brought to perfection. They isn't fully mute, they just speak way less than others, and only if it's important. His believes in iterators is very strong, so when news about Suns being the leader of the rebellion got confirmed, they immediately renounces their creator, taking the side of iterators. Although, when in beginning of 3rd act Suns gets revived, Spearmaster gets punished for turning back on their creator, and SRS cuts his tongue out.

Rivulet\Ruffles, Double Agent Moon created hersef a perfect spy, a two-faced slugcat, which is very quickly insinuated into trust with others. He works on both sides of the conflict, remaining the neutrality 'till the very end, where he betrays rebels, giving out all the information to iterators, sabotaging their plan.

Saint, Prophet of the Asentsion Saint was created by SoS as ultimate controllabe weapon. He posesses the abilities of levitation, future foresight and asention. In certain circumstances he can asent even iterators, like in case of Seven Red Suns being sentenced to death through execution by him.

Gourmand, First-class chief He is a simple guy, Gourmand is a chief in very expensive restaurant and he has many awards for his success in cooking. He just lives his happiest life, not caring enough about regime being unfair.

Monk, Religious Outcast He is an old priest who began to openly express outrage towards the government, which "disturbed the balance of nature." The execution of the priest would have attracted too much negative attention, so he was expelled from the country, covering it up by the fact that he voluntarily went into a pilgrimage.

Some time later, he and his brother Survivor found an oasis in the middle of a scorched wasteland, Outer Expanse

Survivor, Protector of Outer Expanse Younger brother of troubled priest. When his brother gets exiled, he follows him, to make sure that he won't get in trouble. He helps to protect Outer Expanse from any danger, slowly becoming very skilled fighter.

Enot, Far Gone Enigma A slugcat with Murphy's law in his life, that have nothing to lose. Becomes a love interest of Saint somehow.

[7ndipity]

'Things I learned in Paris'

You scrawled along the top of the page in your journal, not minding as Tae peered over your shoulder, watching you write.

My french is sub-par, but it's better than yours.

"Fair enough." He asents.

You're a terrible driver.

"I'm a great driver!" He argues.

"You're terrifying!" You shot back. "You almost hit an old lady!"

"She came out of nowhere!"

"Whatever." You roll your eyes.

I hate oysters with every fiber of my being.

"That was still funny." He sniggers.

"Me almost throwing up in the wine bucket was NOT funny!" You said blankly.

You're a good dance teacher

"I had a good student." He says, winking at you.

And a good kisser

"Mm-hm." He leans in, grinning smugly. "Keep going."

But a lousy loser at cards

"I am not!" He's instantly pouting and slumping back down in his chair.

I love you

He stills, looking up at you wide eyed.

"You've never said that before." He says stunned.

"I know."

"Say it again." He asks, grin reappearing.

"I love you." You smile into the words as he pulls you into his arms.

"Again." He says against your hair, making you laugh as you repeat the phrase over and over.

[why-are-you-stil-awake-espanol]

Miedo irracional | Sasuke x lector

CW: Emetofobia

¿Alguien más tiene miedo de vomitar?

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Habías salido con amigos y habías comido algo malo porque de repente la saliva se estaba acumulando en tu boca como si fueras a vomitar y esto inmediatamente te asustó. Tragaste varias veces para tratar de evitar lo inevitable, pero no tenó de nada. De repente te levantaste y te fuiste al baño, ni siquiera te molestaste en decirle a tu novio, Sasuke, a dónde ibas.

"¡Oye!" Dijo que se pusara de pie y te siguiera. "¿Estás bien?" No lo reconociste antes de correr al baño y arrodillarte sobre el inodoro, con lágrimas manchando tu cara. Vomitar siempre te hacía entrar en pánico, la sensación, el sabor, todo era muy abrumador. Sasuke se paró en la puerta antes de entrar en el baño contigo.

Se arrodillaba a tu lado. "Oye... ¿qué pasa?" Parecía un poco preocupado, lo que estaba fuera de lugar para tu novio.

"Yo-" te las arreglaste para tartamudear antes de agarrar el lado del inodoro, temiendo lo peor, incluso si era irracional, siempre se sintió muy real en el momento. Casi como si fueras a morir. "Siento que voy a vomitar..." Murmuras, las lágrimas gotean por tus mejillas.

Sasuke suspira, sacándote suavemente el pelo de la cara después de haber pasado por esta rutina contigo antes. Sucede algo que te hace sentir mal, empiezas a entrar en pánico por la posibilidad de vomitar e inevitablemente vomitar y estar bien.

"Intenta respirar". Dijo con una expresión neutral con un destello de preocupación en sus ojos: "Incluso si es lento".

"Es mejor sacarlo de tu cuerpo".

"Lo sé, pero..." dices en voz baja, con saliva goteando de tu boca. Te cortas a ti mismo, tratando de respirar hondo solo para hacerte vomitar. Sabías que iba a suceder, pero aún así trataste de evitarlo, te pusiste la mano sobre la boca aunque fuera inútil. Sasuke te agarra suavemente pero con firmeza la muñeca y te la quita de la boca.

"Sabes que tienes que hacerlo, es la única manera de sentirte mejor". Sasuke declaró con calma.

Asientes con la cabeza, apoyando la cabeza en el borde del inodoro antes de vomitar violentamente con Sasuke manteniendo el pelo fuera del camino. Cuando terminas de vomitar, Sasuke te limpia la cara con una toalla de papel antes de mirarte con esos ojos oscuros de él preguntándote si estás bien sin verbalizarlo.

Asentis con la asente débil, finalmente dejando escapar un suspiro de alivio de que haya terminado. Te sientas en el suelo de repente recordando tu entorno sintiéndote absolutamente horrorizado por haber dejado a tus amigos sin explicación. Sasuke puede sentir tu agitación y usa sus dedos para meter un mechón de pelo detrás de tu oreja.

"Está bien, no necesitas explicarte a nadie".

Él se pone de pie y ofrece su mano para ayudarte a levantarte también, tú la tomas y reajustas tu ropa sintiéndote avergonzado por lo que pasó.

"Lo siento..." dices en voz baja, Sasuke agita la disculpa con desprecio

"No lo seas".

"Pero-"

"Ya he dicho que no lo seas".

Asienten con la cabeza y sonríen, ambos regresan al restaurante y se sientan de nuevo a la mesa con sus amigos.

"¿Estás bien, dattebayo? Preguntó Naruto, se preocupa por atar su tono

"Sí, estoy bien, solo algo que comí". Asiente con la asentición tranquilizadora

El resto de tus amigos dejan el tema antes de volver a comer.

"¿Ves?" Sasuke te susurró

"Supongo que tienes razón".

"Te ayudaré a combatir este miedo..." Sasuke murmuró, así que apenas podías oírlo

"¿Qué?"

"Nada". Dijo con una pequeña sonrisa, apoyando su mano en la tuya

Tal vez podrías superar esta fobia

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A/n: no hice esto gramaticalmente o lo hice revisar, por lo que posiblemente podría ser una mierda. Pero esperaba que lo disfrutaras.

Amor, Rei <3

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Meet mimic and asention sans

Love my boys

[flor-dodia]

- Reclamação

+ Gratidão

Bom dia abençoado família.

Jesus é lindo.

Rei 👑 Rei 👑 Jesus é o  nosso rei 👑.

                Versículo da manhã

___________Hebreus 1:3-📖______________

³ O Filho e resplendor da glória de Deus, a expressão exata do seu ser, e sustentada todas as coisas por sua palavra poderosa. Depois de ter realizado a purificação dos pecados, e ele se asentou à direita da majestade nas alturas, ⁴ pois é muito superior aos anjos, e o nome que herdeu tabem é superior aos deles.

                          Meditação

Louvemos Jesus, nosso Rei!

Ele é o Senhor de toda criação, cheio de majestade e poder.

Quando oramos, usamos o nome Dele, pois Ele nos deu autoridade para faze grandes coisas. Busquemos intimidade com Jesus,

Vivendo uma vida de gratidão. Louvemos Jesus, pois Ele nos deu a salvação!

                                 Oração

Jesus, amado Rei, obrigado por me salvar e purificar meus pecados. Não há palavras para expressar o Seu amor por mim, demonstrando na cruz. Quero seguir o Seu exemplo andar nos seus caminhos, louvá-Lo e adorá-Lo, entregar minha vida a Ti e anunciar as grandes obras que o Senhor faz por mim, para aqueles que não foram alcançados pela Sua graça.

Obrigado Jesus, eu oro em nome. Amém.✝️

[krempov]

Chess

Krempov draws with stockfish 15 rated 3900

A top chess game view here

Kasparov asent been seen doing this yet or calson

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Vejetarianizmo

Prezentado por Eliz GATENYO Alguna vez te asentates a komer en un restorante de karne kon tus amigos, i uno de eyos le demando al garson si tienen algun plato vejetariano? Kreyo ke ralo ma si. El vejetarianizmo esta kresiendo en los tiempos de alkavo. Kada dia mas personas se konsideran vejetarianos. Agora en kada restorante esto sigura ke un plato o un menu de vejetarianos vos estara asperando.…

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Boarsing sxholl.is mpre an issue than people.ie lets npt draw attemtion tp purwelves ..this is a not addressed seroous often crime.

Seeds.of crime begin very ypung

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That tramsference pf responsibiloty far away from.larents is a crime.facilotatong this is acrime.

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The car is arela sogm pf emptional.transference.

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Lprd mpunt gomery. A.win pf peace.npt.a.loss.

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