#benamy

[jackson-adoresyou-somuch]

Crying jimmy

[bunny-carrothunter]

Chibi practices with Maid-Zukin, Queen-Zukin and Nurse-Zukin 💞

(On Insta)

[boboboboty]

*posts ddr drawings from back in 2022 in hopes someone will get them*

[majobun]

[taxationplanning]

Benami Transaction Under Income Tax Act

Benami Transaction Under Income Tax Act A Benami transaction means the following transactions or arrangements: (a)  A transaction or an arrangement: (A) Where a property is transferred to or is held by a person, and the consideration for such property has been provided, or paid by, another person; and (B) The property is held for the immediate or future benefit, direct or indirect, of the…

[neko-machine]

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[madraslawyers]

ஊழல் வழக்குகள்: சிறந்த குற்றவியல் வழக்கறிஞரைக் கண்டறியவும்

Large bribery & corruption case investigation involves risk to protect client from exposure. The exposure can be media & publicity. Our law firm will take care of such matters. Attorneys at Rajendra Law Office ensure confidentiality of your case detail

ஊழல் வழக்குகளுக்கு வழக்கறிஞர்கள்: ஊழலுக்கு எதிராக எங்கள் அரசு கடுமையாக உள்ளது. நிச்சயமாக, இந்தியாவில் அரசு ஊழியர்களுக்கு ஊழல் & லஞ்சம் கொடுப்பது ஐபிசியின் கீழ் தண்டனைக்குரியது மற்றும் அபராதம் விதிக்கக்கூடியது. ஊழல் தடுப்புச் சட்டம் ஊழல், லஞ்சம் மற்றும் அதன் தண்டனை போன்ற குற்றங்களைக் கையாள்கிறது. தமிழகத்தில் ஊழல் தடுப்பு வழக்குகளை வாதாட சிறந்த வழக்கறிஞரைக் கண்டறியவும் சென்னையில் ஊழல்…

[neopronouns-in-action]

Neopronouns in Action #069: First Day of School

Neopronouns: zo/zol/zov/zolself which follow the same rules as he/him/his/himself

Replace he with zo

Replace him with zol

Replace his with zov

Replace himself with zolself

EX:

"He is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as he gets a fence set up around his yard so the puppy can go outside without him having to walk it. His uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he’s letting him use, since he lost his. He's going to buy toys and train the puppy himself.”

Becomes:

"Zo is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as zo gets a fence set up around zov yard so the puppy can go outside without zol having to walk it. Zov uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he’s letting zol use, since zo lost zov. Zo's going to buy toys and train the puppy zolself.”

= = =

Another Flatland short story, which will make a lot more sense if you go read Flatland.

Trigger warning for child abuse and police brutality.

= = =

069: First Day of School

“Alright, students, when I call your name, you will come north one at a time, and feel the angle on this specimen. Then you will return to your seats and write south what you think the answer is. You all remember your lessons from before your break, I hope? Eating lunch hasn’t erased your memories?”

“Yes.” Finley said, along with a simultaneous chorus of other yeses, nos and confused, “uhhs...” from the rest of zov classmates.

Zo had started out confidant with zov answer, but now zo was confused. Was zo answering yes that zo remembered zov lessons, or yes that lunch had made zol forget? This was zov first day at school, zov first day somewhere without zov mother there to supervise. It was frightening and exciting and fun. Right at this moment it was mostly confusing.

But Teacher Benami didn’t seem to care how confused the class was, because he started calling names. And because no one in the class had a byname that started with A, “Finley Brytye.” was the first name to be called.

Finley obediently moved to the front of the classroom, carefully maneuvering around the angles of zov classmates, and approached the blurry, almost imperceptible point of brightness that zo recognized only as Teacher Benami’s eye through sheer habit, and the brighter point that zo could only assume was the eye of the specimen. Since Finley sat at the back of the classroom, zo could only see the dim lines that were the backs of the rest of zov classmates.

Only because zo’d navigated this route dozens of times now did zo manage to avoid bumping into any of zov classmates as zo made zov way to the front of the large classroom where zov teacher was waiting. Everyone else made it look so easy, zo was constantly ashamed of zov clumsiness and did zov best to hide it.

This would be the first time Finley actually tested out zov educated Feeling skill. North until now, it had been nothing but theory, with Teacher Benami explaining the different kinds of angles, the scale from .5 to 59 degrees that indicated a wretched Isosceles--

(Any time zov parents talked about Isosceles, they always referred to them as ‘wretched’, so Finley now automatically placed the word ‘wretched’ in front of ‘Isosceles’ without even thinking about it)

--and how the students were to carefully feel along the angle of the specimen with their cillia, making sure not to press their side against it, or they might hurt themselves.

The specimen was, of course, a wretched Isosceles, which wasn’t a person, but it would give them practice for Feeling real people to tell their angles.

Finley’s mother had taught zol how to feel to recognize certain people, like zov siblings, father, and herself, but zo’d never thought about the measurements of their angles before in numbers, or anything besides a personal marker.

Finley approached cautiously, not wanting to bump into the specimen or zov teacher now that zo was closer. Finley’s angle was 60°, which was less dangerous than the angle of a wretched Isosceles (or Nature forbid, a Woman), but still much sharper and dangerous than that of a Square, or Pentagon, or any of the more elevated classes.

Zo was very close to the specimen and Teacher Benami now, and Finley paused for a moment, suddenly nervous. Did zo really have to touch the wretched Isosceles? What if its acute angle was contagious? Finley’s parents sometimes worried about zol and zov brothers being “infected” by too much contact with wretched Isosceles, it was why zo and his brothers always had to walk the long way to school, to avoid passing the work sector where the wretched Isosceles lived.

“Go on, son,” Teacher Benami said, chuckling a little, as though reading Finley’s mind, “It’s chained so securely, it couldn’t bite even if it wanted to.”

Finley still hesitated. North until this moment, zo’d never been this close to a wretched Isosceles before, let alone been preparing to touch one. “Can I wash my cillia afterward?” Zo asked, afraid of the infection zov parents were always whispering about.

Teacher Benami’s eye brightened in a smile, his laugh was louder this time, and Finley felt a ripple through the air as Teacher Benami waved his cillia in a gesture of mirth as he laughed, “Yes, yes, you may, Finley, and good on you for asking! That’s the spirit! But hurry on now, everyone needs to have their turn. Feel the angle right there where the eye is, figure out what degree you think it is, then you can go wash your cillia.”

With Teacher Benami’s urging, Finley gave in and scooted close to the brightly glowing eye, reaching out with zov foremost cillia, stretching it so much it started to hurt.

Zov cillia connected with the smooth line of one of the specimen’s sides, and zo almost felt zov heart stop with fear, expecting pain, or for some terrible mutating disease to sweep over zol, changing zol into an unrecognizable monster--

But nothing happened, except that Teacher Benami told zol to hurry north.

So Finley hurriedly brushed zov cillia forward, towards the now hidden glow of the specimen’s eye, wanting to get the experience over as quickly as possible--

And on the way of zov cillia’s slide south the other side of the point covering the specimen’s now hidden eye, zo felt his heart leap again, but this time not out of fear, but of surprised recognition.

“Felix?!” Zo cried automatically, instinctively shoving forward with zov other cillia to feel the familiar spot again to make sure zo wasn’t wrong. Zo wasn’t. Right there, to the left of Felix’s eye, was her birthmark, the small dent in her otherwise smooth side that had allowed Finley to recognize her for as long as zo could remember.

Finley’s mind was whirling with bewilderment and sudden anger. Why was zov cousin tied north and being called a specimen? Felix wasn’t a wretched Isosceles, she was a respectable Equilateral!

Not thinking about anything except the injustice of it, Finley began tugging violently at one of the chains constricting zov cousin to the wall, thinking to zolself, because zo couldn’t speak when zov mouth was latched onto the bitter metal of the chain, ‘I’ll get you out, Felix!’

The loud clacking of the heavy chain and Finley’s sudden, overwhelming rage made zol immune to the reprimands of zov teacher and the confused laughter of zov class, until zo felt the sudden, sharp jolt of the lance in zov side, before Teacher Benami shoved zol with one of his flat sides, so that Finley went crashing backwards away from zov enchained cousin, reeling from the shock.

Teacher Benami’s enraged voice roared so loudly Finley could feel the ripples of air against zov bruised skin; “What in Nature’s sight has gotten into you, young man?!” His eye was suddenly all that Finley could see, right in front of zov face.

Zo jerked backwards, and shouted back, “That’s not a specimen, that’s my cousin, Felix! Let her out! She’s not a wretched Isosceles! She’s an equilateral just like me!”

The room fell dead silent for a few heartbeats, then Teacher Benami jumped to the alarm button and snapped out, “Guards! Room 17! Get in here!”

Then Finley was being shoved again, this time until zo was squashed back against Felix, the large chains bruising zov side, pressing the two of them together until Finley thought zo would burst from the pressure.

Zo didn’t even know how long this lasted before the pressure was suddenly released, and for a few precious moments, zo could breathe again – then there were spikes of pain in all three of zov sides – the sharp stab of the guards’ lances, pinning zol in place.

Finley was dizzy, terrified, and felt sick. The lunch zo’d just eaten was threatening to come back north, hurting zov eye, which had clamped shut instinctively in self-preservation.

Teacher Benami whispered something to one of the guards that Finley couldn’t understand past the terror suffocating zol.

So zo didn’t see anything as zo was forced out of the room at lancepoint, shoved roughly and lanced any time zo stumbled or faltered, with the guards snarling and swearing each time.

Finley was forced backwards into a cell so small zo could literally feel zov back corners being crushed and bent out of shape. Zo still couldn’t convince zolself to open zov eye, so all zo could do was tremble in pain and fear as the sharp stench of distress pheromones filled the tiny room.

Hours passed where Finley had nothing to do but wallow in zov own misery, trying to understand what had happened. The temperature began to drop, signaling the fall of night. Zo began to shiver, feeling claws of ice wrap around zov insides.

Everything had turned into a disaster so quickly, zo still couldn’t process it or understand why these horrible things had happened.

Felix had been chained up in zov room like a wretched Isosceles, even though she was a respectable Equilateral. Equilaterals weren’t specimens, they were respectable tradesmen. They were supposed to grow up to be artisans.

This was Finley’s first day of school.

It wasn’t supposed to end like this.

[senjadikotatua]

Dear A,

Dear A,

Setelah sekian lama tak pernah mendengar kabar ataupun secara sengaja mencari namamu dalam jelajah dunia maya, tiba-tiba rindu menyerang begitu hebat dalam satu minggu berkala.

Setelah kamu berlalu, aku pikir bahwa hidupku akan kembali ke sedia kala sebelum kamu tiba. Bekerja, berlari, pergi ke luar kota atau sekedar berdiam diri saja seperti dulu.

Tapi tadi malam banyak sekali rindu mampir dan kembali terputar rintik-rintik suka tentang bahagia di masa lampau bahwa ternyata saat kamu melangkah menjauh, aku kehilangan separuh.

Aku akhirnya sadar saat aku melanjutkan hidup seperti yang sudah kusebut diatas, kemana pun, dimana pun, kapan pun, semuanya membawaku titik kembali; ke kamu. Rasanya ingin sekali egois meminta kembali, merebut dari laki-laki yang sekarang menjadi alasanmu tersenyum setiap pagi.

Tapi aku tau sebagaimana luka yang pernah aku beri, aku pantas untuk kamu maki. Aku sadar untuk tidak layak disuguhi maaf, tak pantas untuk duduk di sebelahmu lagi walau sebetulnya aku ingin sekali.

A, kamu itu seperti lautan di dunia ini, kamu terlalu sulit aku benami. Seperti cakrawala di atas horizon semesta, kamu terlalu jauh untuk aku gapai. Seperti banyaknya teori metafisika, isi kepalamu terlalu susah diuntuk dipecah.

Kamu tetap menjadi misteri terbesar di dalam perjalanan 30 tahun hidup dimana aku si penakut dan terlalu banyak pertimbangan ini, beberapa tahun lalu berani melangkah jauh untuk memilih hidup berdua. Memilih kamu untuk berhenti menjadi labuhan terakhir sampai nanti dipisahkan oleh batas ambang kehidupan.

Tapi karena kegegabahanku sendiri, kamu akhirnya pergi. Dan sudah 1,5 tahun kamu menutup pintu. Memendam semua amarah, dendam, benci atau apapun itu yang pantas kamu sematkan. Aku tau aku sangat pantas.

Tapi mungkin kamu juga nggak sadar, aku selalu berdiri di depan pintu itu. Nggak kemana-mana, menunggu untuk dibukakan walau tak pernah ada lagi kesempatan.

A, rasanya baru seperti kemarin di kepalaku terbesit tentang bagaimana bahagia sesederhana membuka tirai jendela saat pagi tiba dan cahayanya memaksa masuk untuk melihat rupamu saat dalam masih di dalam batas sadar mimpi dan realita.

Atau sekedar memastikan helm yang melindungi kepalamu itu sudah terkunci aman sesaat sebelum kita membunuh jalanan Jakarta.

Atau mungkin sekedar menghabiskan siang dengan menontonmu memainkan tuts-tuts piano di rumah kita nanti sambil mengelus kucing-kucing nakal di taman rumah?

Semua itu terjadi ternyata, tapi bukan denganku disebelahnya.

Sialan. Menyebalkan.

Aku terlambat ya? Terlalu lambat untuk kapasitas inci memori kepalaku kalau ternyata aku mau menghabiskan sisa usia cuma denganmu saja. Melihatmu tertawa, menyaksikan banyak suka-duka berdua, menggenggam jemari menjagamu dalam dekap ketika sedang berlibur di Eropa. Atau mungkin sekecil membantumu menghapus rias wajah setelah menghadiri pesta teman kecil kita?

Yang pasti sih semuanya ada tapi dalam angan saja. Berhenti dalam batas harap, tak pernah terserap menjadi nyata.

Kamu pergi. Aku disini.

Aku sedih sedikit sih. Tapi aku pun juga bahagia karena kamu akhirnya mempunyai dia yang selalu ada.

Maaf ya A. Aku menulis ini karena memang tak ada medium lagi yang menghubungkan kita kembali.

Aku hanya ingin minta maaf dan mengucap selamat.

Semoga rencanamu di tahun selanjutnya menemukan muara.

Aku turut berbahagia. Benar, tak ada dengki, iri ataupun niat untuk mencuri.

Entah sampai kapan kamu membatasi, tapi yang perlu kamu ketahui, puisi dan doa akan selalu tertulis disini (walau aku tau kamu tak akan sudi untuk mampir).

Jakarta, 4 November 2024.

F.

[jackson-adoresyou-somuch]

Compilation of Hideo Suwa Moaning on Pop'n music best hits!... Nice、Goes well with my Romio voice headcanon…

[oswaldthehero]

I made it just in time for halloween, so we got the white suit/benami suit otoha fo today

[baluucampos]

Benamy la bruja del agua /Player /Heroe

[viciar]

wait you wanna know something weird

tumblr sorts “pop'n music” and “pop’n music” as two completely different tags

and which apostrophe style I type by default just depends on whether I’m on desktop or mobile

so I accidentally have three different tags for that game (pop'n music, pop’n music, and pnm), and they don’t have an overlap in posts contained in them.

I want all my pnm posts/reblogs to be viewable under the same tag, so:

note that my #bemani tag also includes other konami/benami games so it would be a more general tag that would bo longer contain JUST pop'n posts.

[nyazhis-jsablr]

jsab au idea:

replace all the music with rhythm game music and turn boss man into rayark games, and turn cyan into phigros

make them battle in a war against microtransactions

make phigros beat rayark with the power of “being fucking free”

heres the other characters:

cube is osu

the ship is piracy

the helicopter is orzmic

barracuda is arcaea

lycan is prosekai

the tree is konami/benami

[neko-machine]

i think i should post this here