#kardan

[aysekadinfasulyesi]

[sairin-ellerinde]

🎄YENİ YILDAN DİLEĞİM🎄

Küçük bir mutluluk istiyorum,

O kadar küçük olsun ki istemesin kimse benden onu.

Ben yüreğimde, elimde, toprağımda birlikte yetişeyim hayata..

Bir borcum olmasın insandan doğadan yana..

Bir mutluluk ki sorma gitsin..

Yeter ki bir benim olsun.

Tüm dünyadan, tüm güzellikleri severken,

Benim sevgimle, senin sevginle coşan bugün,

Yarının hikayesi olsun..

Yazmak isteyip de yazamadığım,

İlk sayfasından sonuna..

Sevda, mutluluk, a��k, özgürlük...

Bir olsun

Mutlu yıllar !

Nâzım Hikmet...

Sevdiklerinizle Huzur, mutluluk, sağlık diliyorum, yeni yıldan değil Allah’tan cümlemize 👍🇹🇷👍.

[yakamozesintisib]

[nolcro]

Iron Father Kardan Stronos

This was a fun 3D print project, bringing one of my favorite Iron Hands characters to life. I learned quite a bit on this project and actually revised the model completely enough that I had a previous version that I just didn't like.

[hosgeldinhuzun]

Karanlık sabahlara da 15 gün ara :)

[devdas5z]

Layla Kardan

[mehcura]

:)

[yelkenlerforaa]

[tantasila]

OLAF ♡

-Olaf, eriyorsun. +Bazı insanlar erimeye değerdir."

◕‿◕

[nah-mutluyuzaq]

Üstümde sürekli sezon sonu gönderilmesine rağmen her seferinde yeni umutlarla geri gelen İsmail Kartal enayiliği var

[naftalin2027]

İman edenin Kudüs’ü olur, Mekke’si, Medine’si olur. Gazze’si olur, Suriye’si, Doğu Türkistan’ı, Arakan’ı olur.

[endibewurdum]

"Taş duvarlar arasında çiçekler açacak, bir sabah gelecek kardan aydınlık..."

[leyliii]

Biraz üzgün Ömer öfkesinde biraz..

[tulnukaz]

Katsed täna, nutan hiljem.

Ou kallad, ärge tehke sama viga, mis mina: ÄRGE pange 2 kiirKOHVIT ÜHTE tassi. Teil läheb süda pahaks ning tekib ebamugav ärevus.

Edu kõigile, kes mingisuguseid katseid täna teevad.

Ü = :)

Ü

[fxeheart]

NEVE AND KARDAN (closed for @fxerily)

The market, tucked neatly into a section of Velaris fondly referred to as the Rainbow, was every bit as colorful and full of life as the nickname implied. It seemed strange to find such a joyous place amidst the fear and uncertainty that had befallen the city since Starfall, but Neve pushed such unpleasentries to the back of her mind, drawn to the fabrics of one seller's tent like a moth to a flame. Her hands brushed gently over the material, assessing the way it felt against her skin, its weight, how easily it might be embroidered with the intricate designs that were her signature. "Excuse me, how much for the blue silk?"

The merchant began to answer but his words were lost as Neve's gaze fell on an all too familiar figure over his left shoulder. There, as if he had been plucked from her most cherished memories, walked a ghost - a man whose face she could never mistake. Her hand fell away from the fabric. "Excuse me," she repeated, dazed as her feet led her away, toward the man in question. She trailed after him at a distance, passing rows of vendors without so much as glancing at their wares, taking in instead the changes time had wrought: a new, almost cold tilt to his chin, the weight of his gaze as he strolled. Was it really him? After so long? Could she face him if it was?

She had all but decided she couldn't - there were too many explanations that she was unprepared to give, too many questions better addressed in private - when she realized he'd stopped at one of the stalls, too close for her to risk walking away without a word. Surely he would see her if she tried. Or, perhaps, it was her heart that couldn't bare the thought of leaving.

"Kardan?" The normally confident tone of her voice sounded breathless, shaky, when she spoke, unsure in a way she would ordinarily hate. Now, she was simply proud she could speak at all. "Is it really you?"