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tired-teacher-blog · 9 months ago
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So, Aizawa's neck is extremely sensitive. Yup I called it.
There is a reason why he conveniently keeps it wrapped in his capture weapon most of the time.
Finding out about it was purely coincidental, it was never your intention to brush your fingers along the pale skin when you reached out to tuck a loose strand behind his ear, you couldn't help it either, he looked breathtaking in a simple black tank top and similar colored sweatpants as he emerged after his evening shower.
What was meant to be an innocent gesture, soon turned into something else entirely when his breath suddenly hitched and goosebumps appeared where your fingers had touched.
It was a new and unexpected sight that triggered something within you, and you needed more of the sensation it had evoked..
_ "So even the incredible Mr Aizawa has a weakness like the rest of us huh?" you teased for the nth time as you tightened your grip on his wrists and pressed down on his throbbing bulge before diving in to suck another bright red spot on his once flawless neck, "you've kept it well hidden this far, I'm impressed."
It's no wonder to be frank, he has always been dominant and well guarded even with you, and it is unusual of him to show any sign of vulnerability, which is why you held on to this rare instant with all your might.
_ "Alright that's enough, you've had your fun haven't you?" he huffed in apparent annoyance but did nothing to stop you, and how easy would it have been for him to free himself of your clutches, had he truly wished to.
_ "Just a little more, please." you whined a plea and kissed his delicate skin again, relishing the strangled groans he so desperately sought to muffle.
_ "Whatever.." but his feigned indifference couldn't fool you.
How could it, when his restless hips unveiled his growing impatience for something more?
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nofatclips · 2 years ago
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Annecy 2022: SCHWING! - Opening short film by Ezequiel Garibay, Surya Kalyan, Richard Musinguzi, Shruti Lal, Tian Westraad
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guysofeurovision · 2 years ago
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Since we're suggesting guys, how about Shean Assal? He was one of Jeremie Makiese's dancers and he's just delicious.
Oh yes, he's definitely welcome - like your suggestion 😉
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alexjcrowley · 2 years ago
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Vorrei essere meno italiana ma dopo il Cecilsweep nella mia testa si è alzato un coro di "figure e meee, figure e meeee poropopopo" per Sans
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pathetic-gamer · 2 years ago
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ok but actually tho I'm pretty sure the lance of ruin is based on Gáe Bulg, from Irish mythology just like Luin and Areadbhar, which literally means "spear of pain" or "spear of death," and idk why tf they didn't keep that name. I can only assume they thought associating Sylvain with a word that rhymes with "gay" was too on the nose.
The names of Hero’s Relics are so funny to me because they’re all super fancy names except for a select few like:
Dimitri: This is ✨ Areadbhar ✨
Ingrid: This is Luin 💚 💖
Felix: This is the Sword of Moralta and Shield of Aegis 💅
Sylvain: This is a lance i kill shit with!!!
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soffroeppuremivienedaridere · 3 months ago
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Quella improvvisa tristezza che ti assale.
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angelap3 · 14 days ago
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"Vedete questo dipinto? Ha emozionato milioni di persone ma pochi conoscono la storia straordinaria che c’è dietro! Sicuramente avrete già sentito parlare del
«Viandante sul mare di nebbia» di Caspar Friedrich. (1818)
Guardatelo con attenzione. C’è un uomo che fissa con straordinaria intensità l’orizzonte. Nel dipinto non potete vedere il volto dell’uomo, ma tutto nella sua postura, nella curva delle sue spalle ti trasmette una sensazione intensissima. Sembra quasi trattenere il respiro. E voi potete quasi sentire il brivido che lo assale. Che cosa sta guardando? Il cielo sospeso sull’orlo di un precipizio.
Ma perché lo fissa con tanta intensità? E no, non è soltanto un sentimento di meraviglia davanti l’immensità della natura, come credono in molti. Ma per capirlo, dovete conoscere la storia che c’è dietro. Un giorno mentre il giovane Caspar stava pattinando assieme a suo fratello, il ghiaccio si spezza sotto i piedi. Suo fratello per salvarlo, annega. Si dice che dalla sofferenza siamo nate le anime più forti; che le anime più belle siano quelle segnate dalle cicatrici. E lui ne aveva tante. Perse la madre quando aveva soltanto 7 anni, e poi perse due sorelle e infine l’amato fratello. Conobbe la povertà, la solitudine e l’incomprensione. Nonostante questi dolori però, il giovane Caspar si dà la forza per andare avanti. Ecco il vero significato di questo dipinto!
Nella posa del Viandante c’è tutto: coraggio, solitudine, struggimento, nostalgia, la nostalgia di chi è alla ricerca non di un luogo qualunque ma di una casa. Perché casa non è dove si vive, ma dove ci si comprende. E ci si perdona. La nebbia che inghiotte le montagne è la metafora delle difficoltà, delle prove e delle incertezze che ognuno di noi deve affrontare nella vita. Ma se osservate meglio, noterete che la nebbia sembra diradarsi all'orizzonte. Perché non importa ciò che ti capita, ma è come reagisci a ciò che ti capita che fa la differenza, ecco cosa vi sta dicendo questo dipinto! Nascere non basta. È per rinascere che siamo nati."
(Angela P.)
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singinthegardns · 15 days ago
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Se ci fosse una seconda occasione per noi vorrei saper leggere i tuoi silenzi invece di perdermi dentro ai miei, come ho fatto sempre vorrei lasciarti entrare dentro la mia mente che è un posto parecchio buio e parecchio strano dove comunque ti perdi come dentro a un labirinto ma alla fine troveresti quello che penso di te davvero, quello che penso dal primo giorno in mezzo a tutte le paure e le paranoie e gli sbalzi d'umore in mezzo a tutte le insicurezze c'è una luce che splende i tuoi occhi me li porto dentro, sotto pelle e poi incollati nella mente come una canzone che impari a memoria come un trauma che ti cambia la vita se ci fosse una seconda occasione, per noi imparerei a chiedere scusa, e non solo con gli occhi e cercherei nei tuoi tutto quello che non dici mai e la smetterei di gridare, anche solo per un attimo che in fondo ho capito che non serve a niente se non a farti toccare il fondo e poi ti porterei a dormire in una stanza vista mare col vesuvio sullo sfondo e avrei un po' meno paura, questo è sicuro un po' meno paura di mischiarmi con te e correrei dovunque sei, quando la solitudine ti assale per non far entrare i pensieri dentro il tuo cuore sempre pronti ad inquinare ti proteggerei da me se ci fosse una seconda occasione ma non c'è.
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tired-teacher-blog · 9 months ago
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Never in a million years, had Aizawa thought the day would come when he'd finally settle down and share his life with another, but there he was..
Like a blinding ray of sunshine brightening the dark and dusty corners of his heart, you bursted into his life unexpected and uninvited, to shift everything this man had settled for.
A hurricane really, because if he were to be asked, that's how he would describe you, and despite putting his life at risk on the daily and without an ounce of hesitation or fear, he was terrified of you, or rather, of the effect of having you near.
He didn't need your presence, nor did he need the warmth or cheerfulness looming over him every time you're around, he was content on his own, living day by day like he has been for years, no family, no lover, and no reason for the added worries.
However, he soon came to realize that his once dull and cold existence was to be flipped upside down.
He lived in denial until he couldn't any longer. Yes, he started thinking about you more than he was comfortable admitting, missing you when you were not around, smiling more often while reading your texts or hearing your voice from the other end of the line, he was already addicted to you and it was too late for him to escape.
He already knew that whatever future awaited him, needed to include you or piss off, he was done pretending but couldn't -for the life of him- admit his feelings out loud.
Perhaps it was for the best, having you in his life with no labels involved, that's what he thought for a while, it was an unspoken vow in which you offered yourselves to the other, body and soul, and that was enough.
However, it all came crumbling down at his feet when you nervously grabbed onto his sleeve one day, and confessed your wish to become his wife, that day he knew that he also wanted more than what you've been sharing all along, and the only thing he could utter in response, was a breathy "yes".
It was your little jumps and cheerful squeals that made him realize he has spoken as he should, because at that moment he knew, that all he wanted in life, was to make you happy.
He simply wished for a quiet ceremony though, involving only the closest to you, but decided to keep that to himself and give you everything you wanted.
You were on cloud nine preparing for the day, the unchanging smile on your face, and the sparkling glint in your eye were dazzling as you picked the flower centerpieces together, and met with the chef when it was time for the cake tasting.
He was doing things that never seemed possible before you came along, but enjoyed every part of it as it was all for a life together with you, and seeing the thrill and exhilaration adorning your face as the big day drew near, softened his heart and filled him with certainty that he wouldn't want it any other way.
You looked breathtaking as you slowly walked down the isle in your elegant champagne colored dress and beautiful makeup and hairdo, your eyes gazing at the handsome man who was soon to be your husband as you stepped closer to him.
He could not contain the warm smile appearing on his face, or the hitch of his breath when you finally stood before him, and it took everything in him not to kiss you already, he was in love and no longer ashamed of showing it to the world.
_ "I do."
A promise you both still share to this day.
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falcemartello · 1 year ago
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E mi dica...
oltre al Luglio più caldo degli ultimi 100mila anni,
alla notizia che l' ultima fiammata di Caronte è in arrivo il ciclone Circe che trasformerà l’estate in autunno per qualche giorno, ma poi si tornerà a bollire con le cartine meteo tutte rosse ma con le temperature uguali allo scorso anno,
dopo aver letto che nelle grotte del Circeo l'uomo di Neanderthal sfuggì al clima impazzito,
che le mascherine per le mucche filtrano il metano e si vince la sfida climatica,
che la CO2 sta facendo più morti del covid e della spagnola del 1918,
all''eco-ansia che ti assale quando hai comprato un'auto elettrica, che quando devi fare 200km e parti con l'autonomia di 300 ma dopo 100 il computer di bordo ti indica che ne puoi fare 50, ma tu vuoi bene all'ambiente e non emetti CO2,
che la psicologa Viola Giannoli dichiara che l'eco-ansia esiste ed è una risposta ad una minaccia reale, ma peggio chi non l'ha,
e che i lockdown climatici saranno la soluzione sostenibile per contenere la temperatura della terra perchè l'Onu sotiene di contenere l'aumento della temperatura del globo entro un + 1,5 gradi nel 2030 mentre USA, India e Cina se la ridono...
...vede per caso anche donne nude?
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veroves · 3 months ago
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ogni volta il dubbio mi assale.
chi, come, quando e perché butta altri oggetti nel wc, quando accanto c'è un cestino.
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etymology-of-the-emblem · 4 months ago
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The Names Behind the Heroes' Relics (and other items from Fódlan)
The world of Fódlan and currently features the largest collection of regalia in the Fire Emblem series, with a staggering total of thirty-three after the release of Fire Emblem Warriors: Three Hopes. In celebration of five years of Fire Emblem Three Houses—welcome to the timeskip, by the way—today we will reflect on not only the Heroes' Relics and other regalia, but all weapons and items introduced in Fódlan that have something worth noting. Strap in: this is gonna be a long one! So long that is exceeds the Tumblr character limit nineteen and a half times over.
Please follow this Dropbox link to read the dissertation.
Or use the individual post directory here:
The Spear of Assal, Areadbhar, and Lúin
The Inexhaustible and the Lance of Ruin
The Sword of Begalta and Sword of Moralta
Failnaught
Tathlum Bow
Ochain Shield
Banshee Θ
Rafail Gem, Scythe of Sariel, and Crescent Sickle
Abraxas
Athame
Viskam
Bohr Χ
Thunderbrand, Aegis Shield, Amalthea, and Labraunda
Scroll of Talos and Ichor Scroll
Asclepius, Caduceus Staff, Thyrsus, and Circe Staff
Aurora Shield, Lampos Shield, and Kadmos Shield
Hades Ω
Dahaka
Aymr
Axe of Ukonvasara
Crusher and Járngreipr
Ridill and Hrotti
Fetters of Dromi
Suttungr's Mystery
Blutgang
Freikugel
Arrow of Indra and Agnea's Arrow
Giant Katar and Vajra-Mushti
Cursed Ashiya Sword
The Sword of the Creator
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soffroeppuremivienedaridere · 9 months ago
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Giorni che mi assale il pensiero di voler cambiare, ma allo stesso tempo non ho ben in mente cosa fare e che strada intraprendere.
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talonabraxas · 4 months ago
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Lugh 'Celtic God' Talon Abraxas
The Irish god of nobility, Lugh of the Long Arm was a master of crafts and a cunning warrior. He was both Ollamh Érenn and King of the Tuatha Dé Danann, and wielded the Spear of Assal, which none could stand against.
His dwellings were at Tara in County Meath, and at Moytura, in County Sligo. His holy day was Lughnasa, which fell on August 1st.
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ajtostolahazba · 1 year ago
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Megvolt az első bértárgyalásom, mióta itt vagyok (9 éve). Tegnap bejön, aszongya: Nagyon fontos vagy nekünk, nagyon nagyra értékelem a munkádat, így a jövő évtől szeretném 15%-al emelni a béredet, hogy motiváljalak. Ohh..mondom, az fasza. Aztán számológép elő, kis áltisis matek, és jött a fekete leves. Minimálbér+ plusz elszámolásban vagyok. Természetesen csak a minimálbért tudja emelni... Ma bejött, mondom neki: "Én is részt vettem néhány kommunikációs tréningen, nagyon tudok hájpolni, de te most magasan vitted ezt, szóval fussunk neki újra. Beütöttem a Portfólió.hu-t, és hát Kedves P. ez a kötelezően előírt emelés mértéke... Tehát beszéljük már át, hogy hogyan is gondoltad azt a motivációt, mert ez így nem az, és megértem, hogy mint munkáltató te másképp számolsz, de ez negyedikes matek..." Aztán levezettem, hogy mennyit spórol a cég rajtam ezzel az alkalmazással, mennyi a költség, mi az, amit extra kifizettetnek velem stb. Nem volt veszekedés, meg semmi, de akartam, hogy tudja, a hülyék nem ebben az oldalban laknak. Nyomatékosítottam, hogy a cafeteria vmi 30 ezerig kedvezményes adózású(/hó), kezdjünk akkor arról beszélgetni, AZ motiváció. Ez nem az. Végül sikerült találni egy kompromisszumos megoldást, de azért a k.anyádat, hát nem most jöttem a 6.20-assal, kössed fel a gatyádat, ha engem akarsz megvezetni...
Már csak az a kérdés, hogy lesz-e a fenszi vacsorán valami karácsonyi pulykapénz, vagy nem, mert ha nem, akkor még elvitelre is csomagoltatok a kib.szott libamájból vagy 10 kg-t...
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snakegorl212006 · 1 year ago
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The “Little Things” they do Octavinelle
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------Jade----------------------------- “Chamomile tea.i made it myself” jade said not bothered by my loud scream when he came out of nowhere holding a tray with a tea set. “Jade…it’s 3am” I mumbled as he placed the tray on the nightstand. jade pours the tea in the cup and hands it to me “it helps with restless nights according to online forms” jade smiled. He bore his heterochromic eyes at me. Feeling pressured I moved the cup closer to my lips and sip the drink. It was sweet and earthy tasting. It’s not bad. I gulped down the rest of the cup not realizing how thirsty I was. “Thank you” I said, “it’s nothing to thank me for. I'm just doing my duties” he replied as he sat down on the bed next to me glancing and smiling….weird “If you have the time I’ll like for you to join me in the terrarium” jade asked “sure” i replied. I followed jade out to the terrarium where the mushrooms grew nicely and beautifully. “There’s something i wanted to show you” he said as he leads me to a patch of herbs “you grow you’re own tea” i asked “of course. When the lounge was up in business, we only accepted the top quality of ingredients in our foods” he explained “beside how else would our killing be so effective” he adds glancing at me with a smile. I figured he would say something creepy. “Chamomile tea was your favorite so we grew some for you” jade adds as he picks the herbs “i never told you any info like that” i replied “yes you have” he replied “perhaps you don’t remember our time together.or maybe you forgot when you killed me” he said as he gathers the herbs in a bag “no matter. When you join us, maybe we can forgive each other to resume our lifes as normal” he smiles “oh can you water the shrooms, they require much moisture” he adds as he leaves me. I just nod, recovering from the strange revelation. I shook it off soon after. He might be thinking of someone else. I haven’t killed anyone.
------Azul------------------------------------- Azul hasn't been his usual self lately. I would even say he’s gotten soft. More vulnerable. At Least when we’re alone. When I clean he offers to help like most of the others but then there’s the gift giving and late night visits where he clings on to me like his life depends on it. “Which place do you like more.” azul asked randomly “the main house it’s the only place where I could be at peace now days” i replied “how about clothing” he asked “how is this relevant” i asked “just humor me I’m going to be busy. Now how about flowers-” he asked. I sighed and humor him by answering the questions and with a satisfying smile he left. Weird guy. Later on that night i was awakened by a shift in weight a opened my eyes to see a knife stabbing down at me. Quickly i moved to one side briefly dodging the crashing knife. I push the assalent off and turns out to be azul “i knew it..” he mumbled as he gets up and sighs “it’s all the same. Just when I hoped to have a different outcome…I suppose I can be more patient” he mumbles while brushing his hair back. “Have a good night.” azul said as he disappeared, dropping the knife. What was that even for!?
------Floyd--------------------------------------- “Shrimpy~ come out come out i wanna play some more~” Floyd teased as i hid in a room. Him and his bipolar never fails to scare me “please come~ out i’ll make it less painful if you do” Floyd adds as the dragging of a axe was heard -earler- “SHrimpy~” Floyd cheered as he pulls me into a suffocating hug “i messed you~ azul hogged you all day” he exclaimed “sorry i guess..well i’m free if there is something you want me to do” i asked and he thought then smiled “how about my favorite” he asked “i’m not playing extreme water polo with you” i deadpanned “aw. How about a shot off” he asked. Assuming he means water guns i just nod “i’ll go get some” i said then i left. After a quick trip to sam’s shop for some water guns, i entered into the household only for a bullet to miss me by a hair. There infront of me was a revolver held in the hands of floyd. When he pulled the trigger again it jameed “aw.. That ruins the fun” He pouts “what is that noise” Azul asked then he saw the scene displayed “so you finally wished to become one of us” azul asked seemly quite happy "NO" i shouted "well we can't play shoot out you always win anyway… Welp i guess we're playing tag instead.  Then i hear the lock of the door behind me "have fun" jade said before disappearing. "10-"
Now i'm hiding from floyd who somehow gained a axe trying to find a window or something. I sneaked around to another room were a window was present. I unlocked the window and jumped out of the building and booked it back to ramshackle and slammed the door behind me.i breath a sigh of relief as i slid down to the floor in a huff. Note to self no more games with floyd- crack. The head of the axe crash into the door above me “aww i can’t go in there” floyd pouts “until next time I’ll make sure I win”
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