#hasa

[shepscapades]

An Official DBHC Tango reference sheet!!

I’ve been sitting on this for so long, and it only just occurred to me that I never posted it!! I use it so much for referencing the cracks on his hands since there are so many, plus this gives y’all a little bit of a S8-S9 timeline for his visual design developments! :D Pre-Deviant Tango is so baby to me <3 Something is so wrong with him now <333

[larryhappiday]

TRIVIA: SELF CARE 1

We all have needs. 1. What is the term for the practice of being aware of your thoughts, feelings, and sensations in the present moment? a) Mindfulness 2. What is the name of the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with gold, silver, or platinum, which symbolizes embracing one’s flaws and imperfections? b) Kintsugi 3. What is the acronym for a type of therapy that helps people challenge…

[wendylover2008]

Reacting To WEIRD Beanie Boo Tik Toks!

[mashahedtravel]

*امستردام* . . . 3 ليالي / 4 ٱيام . . 🔵 العرض يشمل: . ✅ تذكرة الطيران الدولي ✈️. ✅ الاقامة بفنادق 4 نجوم ✅ وجبة الإفطار 🍽️ . . السعر للشخص الكبير في غرفة مزدوجة. إبتداء من: - 250 دينار بحريني 🇧🇭. - 2500 ريال سعودي 🇸🇦. - - *مشاهد للسفر والسياحة✈️* - *نأخذك إلى حيث لم تتخيل من قبل ...* . نحن وكلاء لشركات الطيران الكبرى 😍 نقدم أفضل عروض حجوزات الطيران . *خدمات سياحية متكاملة* : - رحلات سياحية - رحلات دينية - رحلات تعليمية - رحلات علاجية - حجز الطيران والمواصلات الداخلية - المساعدة في استخراج التأشيرات الدولية - تأمين السفر - رحلات خاصة وللمجموعات . - Mashahed Travel and Tourism✈️ . Introducing something that has never happened before. . " Book your flight ticket to *Amestrdam* Offering best deal of flight booking " 😍😍😍 - . *Our services: -* -Tourism trips - Religious Tours - Educational trips - Medical trips - Reservation of flights and internal transportation - Assistance in the extraction of international visas - Travel insurance. - Special trips for groups . Office: 00973-13114884☎ Whatsapp: 00973-13114884📱 Whatsapp: 00973-33132054📱 - #Bahrain #Muharraq #Riffa #Hamad_town #Budaiya #Salman_town #Sanad #Isa_town #Juffair #Dammam #Qatif #Team_Bahrain #Khobar #hasa (at Amsterdam, Netherlands) https://www.instagram.com/p/CphMln1tpOu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[saudinow]

Al Ahsa, Saudi Arabia. . . . Great photo by @ams1984photo . . . #المجلس_السعودي_الفوتوغرافي #تصوير #تصويري #فوتو #فوتوغرافي #الاحساء #جبل_القارة #الهفوف #سياحه #السعوديه #الشرقيه #الرياض #السياحة_السعودية #🇸🇦 #photograpy #photo #photography #ksa #hasa #alahsa #saudiarabia #sauditoday #saudi_now #travelphotography #travelersnotebook #travelawesome (at Jabel Qarah, Al Ahsa, KSA) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn3CKyDo96Q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[marmastry]

MY lockermate!

[moonkhao]

#they are so "horny"

ONLY FRIENDS | Ep. 2

[pixiemage]

My Fate Is In Your Hands - Entry 8

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➤ Watch Tango

Tango awakes slowly. It’s a fog, and a blur, and a static, and an ache. He registers the general soreness before he registers his surroundings, a weak and tired wince making his face tick for a fraction of a second.

Soft. Whatever he’s lying on, it’s soft. Bed, he thinks, as an abstract concept more than a word, even before his ears decide they want to work again. Bed, soft, comfortable. He’s sore, but he’s comfortable. And the air is warm. Sound reaches him a moment later, quiet and muffled from somewhere else. Distant murmuring voices, and the lowing of cattle, and a cicada making the air buzz.

One of his ears twitch.

…his head hurts.

Tango sucks down a sharp breath at the pulsing pressure he can feel behind his eyes, and he instantly regrets it, the dryness of his throat making him cough and making his head throb with pain. He winces and rolls onto his side, the blankets that he’s only now realizing are over him shifting with him as he moves. They pool in his lap as he pushes himself up into a sitting position. He tries to catch his breath and only struggles to do so the first two times before finally, finally, his lungs stop protesting against air.

He wheezes and takes a slower breath, licking his lips to wet them, and finally opens his eyes.

He doesn’t recognize the room he’s in. He’s lying on a bed in the center of a rustic-looking bedroom, wood walls and wooden floors and a homespun rug, a simple wooden dresser shoved up against one wall. There’s a chair nearby and a table beside the bed, all wooden, all looking like they might have been crafted by hand. There are potion bottles - some empty, some not - lined up on the table, and a hat straight out of a western movie is hanging on the back of the chair.

Sunlight is pouring in through a window, dust dancing through the rays, and there are other details in the room that Tango would be more interested in if he wasn’t so focused on the biggest questions beginning to spiral in his head.

Where is he? How did he even get here? The last thing he remembers…

“...to HASA, Tango Tek to HASA, do you read me? … Bdubs, you down there…?”

Feral creatures on the moon, disguised as something friendly but most certainly not. Sharp teeth, red eyes - an explosion–

“...is Tango Tek reaching out to Hermitheus, come in Hermitheus– … Doc? Do you copy? … Zedaph? Anyone?!”

Cold metal, stale oxygen, dark skies. The vast emptiness of space. And no time, running out of time. His own panicked breathing filtered back to his ears inside his helmet.

“...ship was damaged, but I’m making repairs. I’ve got an idea to get my bits off this rock, but I don’t know how long…”

(Desperate attempts to make it right.)

“...if I can time it right, I can still detonate, and we can deviate the moon’s trajectory…”

“...more damaged than I thought. The numbers Holsten is giving me aren’t great. I don’t know if I’ll even be able to take off if–”

Arguments with a snarky AI, and dread pooling in his veins. Fear. Panic.

“–got my ship up and running, but something’s up with the radar–”

“–Moon’s traveling at a higher velocity than expected. … Doc, I don’t know if my messages are reaching you, but our original ETD won’t cut it. You’ve gotta get everyone off the planet, pronto. If you don’t–”

He didn’t mean for it to go this way.

“–mayday, mayday! Tek to Hermitheus, Tango Tek to Hermitheus– … –going down– … –know if you made it out– … –let you down. I’m sorry, I should’ve–”

A knock at the door startles Tango from his thoughts and he snaps back to himself, suddenly very aware of his rapid breathing and the wheezing coming from his throat and the smoke and sulfur on his tongue. He’s wound tight as a spring, and when the bedroom door opens he scrambles back, nearly toppling over the far side of the bed in his rush to get away.

“Oh - gosh, I’m sorry!”

A startled voice cuts through his panic, a bright voice with an accent like Zedaph’s. There’s a man in the cracked doorway with blond hair and wide brown eyes, watching Tango with an apologetic look on his face.

“I’m so, so sorry,” the man says quickly, “I didn’t mean to–” He gestures to Tango, to the door, then jerks a thumb back over his shoulder, before awkwardly clutching at the edge of the door he’s half-hidden behind. “...are you alright?”

Tango blinks at him, his breathing slowly leveling out, not quite sure how to respond. Is he alright? It’s a complicated question. Silence hovers between them, and the man clears his throat.

“Er…do you speak common?” he asks, sounding awkward and unsure. “I mean Shelby said you might be an alien, which sounded a bit insane at the time, not gonna lie, but - well I did drag you out of a rocketship, so she might not be far off–” For the first time since waking up, Tango almost smiles. “But you look kind of human-ish, an’ the letters on your spacesuit look like ours, so…”

The stranger trails off, his face going a soft shade of pink, and Tango swallows past the dryness in his throat.

“Not an alien,” he mutters hoarsely, and the man at the door perks up. He opens the door just a little bit more, hiding behind it just a little bit less. Tango swallows again. “...blazeborn.” The man’s eyes light up in recognition. Tango clears his throat. Dry, so dry. “D’you have water?”

“Oh!” The man jumps slightly. “Right, o’ course! Sorry, I can–” He jerks a thumb back over his shoulder again. “Be right back.”

Then he’s gone, the door clicking shut behind him.

…you could leave, a voice at the back of Tango’s head whispers to him. He’s gone. You could escape.

It’s a tempting thought, in some ways. He’s in an unknown situation, so getting out might be smart. Tango doesn’t know where he is, or who that man is…though he can imagine how he got here. “Well I did drag you out of a rocketship,” the man had said…meaning his ship must be somewhere around here.

Probably in pieces, he reminds himself, grimacing at the memory of his ship spiraling through the atmosphere of some mystery planet. This mystery planet. But a ship in pieces is still worth something. Holsten is on there somewhere, and his communications line, for all that it had been faulty even before the crash. Tango doesn’t know how long he’s been on this planet, but the sooner he reaches out to the Hermitheus and her Hermits, the better.

(He ignores that traitorous voice in the back of his mind reminding him that his warning never reached Hermitcraft, that his friends and family never knew they had to leave sooner, that they’re probably already–)

No.

Tango sucks down a dry, shuddering breath. He can’t think about that now. He should leave.

…or he can wait for his host, he ponders, even as he swings his legs off the bed. The man seemed friendly enough. Maybe he could help Tango get back to his ship, and get some proper clothes, seeing as he’s still in the jumpsuit he normally wears beneath his spacesuit. (His spacesuit that he’s only now realizing is piled in the corner of the room, and he’s a bit impressed that his host managed to get him out of it, as complicated a thing as it is to put on in the first place.)

So he could wait, and hope that his host is kind. He could. Or he could leave and find his ship himself.

[A/N: I'm still trying desperately to move, so I'm not going to promise that I'll have the next part posted next week, but I'm keeping this story going no matter what! It's too fun and I love having something easy to write and work on when I need it! Also I'm a sucker for the crossover man, it's just too good.]

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[chicoespecial2022]

Wiktor Hasa, Poland 🇵🇱 97kg Greco-Roman Wrestling 💪

[his-heart-hymns]

Last night, I was watching this documentary about tribal people from Sri Lanka.And these nomads were whipping up some kind of drug from leaves, and the explorer says: "No matter where you go, people will always find some kind of way to get high. We have to, the pain of existence is just too much!!!" Man,I laughed so hard.😭🤣

But wait, it gets even funnier at the end.So an older guy starts quizzing the explorer. He starts asking about his wife, for how long they've been married....... Then, when he finds out they don't have any kids yet, he starts praying to the forest spirit because he thinks the explorer is impotent! 💀😭😭🤣🤣

[toxycodone]

Forever mourning the fact that I’ll never experience morning wood because it’s so hot :(

bruh now I’m in this airport CRINE. Thanks anon

[larryhappiday]

TRIVIA: Public Policy and Mental Health in Nigeria 2

The answers below are related to the second part of our trivia questions published in the Facebook Group Help-ASoul-Alliance (HASA). How many questions did you get right? 11) Which Nigerian state pioneered the integration of mental health into primary care in the 1960s? C) Aro 12) When was Nigeria’s first mental health policy formulated? A) 1991 13) What body developed Nigeria’s 2013…

[bookholichany]

Is anyone gonna talk about how the TARDIS in the sheds, in the doctor's house, actually resembled the Tennants' house backyard yet?

[mashahedtravel]

*جورجيا* . . . 7 ليالي / 8 ٱيام . . 🔵 العرض يشمل: . ✅ تذكرة الطيران الدولي ✈️. ✅ الاقامة بفنادق 4 نجوم ✅ وجبة الإفطار 🍽️ . . السعر للشخص الكبير في غرفة مزدوجة. إبتداء من: - 210 دينار بحريني 🇧🇭. - 2100 ريال سعودي 🇸🇦. - - *مشاهد للسفر والسياحة✈️* - *نأخذك إلى حيث لم تتخيل من قبل ...* . نحن وكلاء لشركات الطيران الكبرى 😍 نقدم أفضل عروض حجوزات الطيران . *خدمات سياحية متكاملة* : - رحلات سياحية - رحلات دينية - رحلات تعليمية - رحلات علاجية - حجز الطيران والمواصلات الداخلية - المساعدة في استخراج التأشيرات الدولية - تأمين السفر - رحلات خاصة وللمجموعات . - Mashahed Travel and Tourism✈️ . Introducing something that has never happened before. . " Book your flight ticket to *Georgia* Offering best deal of flight booking " 😍😍😍 - . *Our services: -* -Tourism trips - Religious Tours - Educational trips - Medical trips - Reservation of flights and internal transportation - Assistance in the extraction of international visas - Travel insurance. - Special trips for groups . Office: 00973-13114884☎ Whatsapp: 00973-13114884📱 Whatsapp: 00973-33132054📱 - #Bahrain #Muharraq #Riffa #Hamad_town #Budaiya #Salman_town #Sanad #Isa_town #Juffair #Dammam #Qatif #Team_Bahrain #Khobar #hasa (at Tiblisi, Georgia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CphL89iNeH7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bluu3berry]

U said u wanted to see eyes

Pris keeps their eyes covered because they’re incredibly unsettling

The eye lights usually radiate light, which fades into the dark sockets, as shown by Chrome

Pris has the opposite

I was confused who the second one is, is that a half endo face? I love the eyes they kinda remind me of classic sans but with its own speciality to it! Is the other one a different person?? Little confused why one has difference in the ears/hair? Is its brother??

[marmastry]

Girlsss!!