#lateth

[pana1023]

Little doodle for them

[grapecaseschoices]

@thee-morrigan has tagged me to pick five songs i like! i decided not to go with my top five spotify repeat songs, and instead go with recent ones that have been puttering in my brain [the ones who SHOULD be top five lool].

1] Dear Wormwood - The Oh Hellos:

But now I understand you/And I will not be part of your designs/I know who I am now/And all that you've made of me/I know who you are now/And I name you my enemy

So, I've been "working" [haha. smh .... no] on a possible future Kenedis, who is a mix of TWC!Kendis, Exile!Kendis, and a couple of past RP concepts. So, ofc, this mean shit parents have to be a part of the backstory. Hence this song that I feel fits my nebulous ideas for an arc, lol.

2] Seven Devils - Florence + The Machine: What playlist wouldn't be made better without this song? I just don't know which one to put it in yet, lol. I am making a series of playlists for a set of future characters for a RP i might be joining [the one mentioned above], it started with me wanting a Florence song for Kendis [bc I've had at least one Florence song or at least a song by an indie rock/folk artist in my past few Kendis playlists]. But I'm still deciding if this is the one I want. But I just ended up thinking about this song a lot as well as about how much I like/d it. So here it is!

3] Silence - Khalid, Marshmello:

I'm in need of a savior (savior)/But I'm not asking for favors /My whole life, I've felt like a burden/I think too much, and I hate it/I'm so used to being in the wrong/I'm tired of caring/Loving never gave me a home/So I'll sit here in the silence/I found peace in your violence/Can't tell me there's no point in trying/I'm at one, and I've been quiet for too long,

Been on and off so in love with this song [have I ever been fully off it? LMAO]. To keep it short - since this entire thing is lengthy - I feel this would fit Austyn if I ever did a playlist [probably won't] in her POV, particularly re: her relationship with Kendis [oh first loves~].

4] Ready For Anything - Blackway, Aeph, Koko:

Even as prey I can chase off the predators/You can′t run with me lil boy you too delicate/Hold Up/I′m feeling a little bit dangerous/And they looking a little bit anxious/If I'm laughing when/ I′m twiddling my fingers/It's only a warning that you can′t just/Walk up to me

I haven't strongly with the desire to write, but I've been still low-key itching with ideas. And one of the ideas, is for this future RP, involving a darker Andy. I usually play Andy before or after the travesty that really fucked up his life [he has a few too, so I should say ADULT life]. But not during for many years. I'm [nervously] hoping to, and this song fits real well what I've been pondering. Not 10, 000% but strongly enough.

5] Achilles Come Down - Gangs of Youth: You crave the applause yet hate the attention.

Sooooo I recently realized this song is perfect for Kendis. I don't know why I never have, lmao. I mean in general but particularly for specific Kendis'. Again, like the above it''s 10, 000% but it's ENOUGH that I've re-fallen in love with this song. Ugh. It hurts.

(Honorable mention [as this recently has gotten back into my head] The Moss - Cosmo Sheldrake)

just gonna tag 5 people, sorry if you've done this!: @quaxorascal @wayhavenots @agnes-nutter @thats-a-lot-of-cortisol @laufire

[omarelshazly85]

‏بلّغوا الأشياء المتأخرة أن حضورها لم يعد يهم، فقد فقدنا الشغف الذي كان يحركنا نحوها. لو جاءت الآن، لن يكون لها الطعم الذي كنا نحلم به. لم نعد نشعر بنفس اللهفة، بل لم نعد كما كنا. #لحظات_مفقودة #تغيرنا .. .. فالأشياء المتأخرة لا تأتى كما كانت في أحلامنا. فقدنا الشغف لها، ولو أتت فلن يكون لها نفس الطعم. لقد تغيرنا ولم نعد كما كنا. أبلغوا الأشياء أننا لم نعد ننتظرها بنفس الشوق."

والردود المتأخرة تعتبر أسوأ من عدم الرد لأنها تزيد من القلق والشك، وتفقد الكلمات معناها، وتقتل الحماس.

عدم الرد نهائيًا، رغم قسوته، قد يكون أكثر رحمة من الرد المتأخر فالكلمات تعد وعدًا بالتواصل، وعندما يتأخر الرد، ينتهك هذا الوعد، تاركًا فراغًا وجراحًا لا تُشفى..

#LostPassion #Changed #LateThings

[andespoones]

Through Enough

Caring is the first to goThe first to be neglectedDespite deeply sownMake sure when you feel itWhen you start to believe itWilled to existenceAll these pain Bubbling underAs you turn your backFor anotherOr just a better slumberMake sure I am drowned in neglectRegret, the tight noose around my neckI’ll figure out and accept my fatethis may not be the endBut it’s definitely too lateThe wounded…

[alohapromisesforever]

Nuclear Winter Hues

To those who guessed, this Halloween’s poetry theme for me is the monster that lays within far too much of humanity. Nuclear Winter Huesby Michael DoyleNuclear WinterBegins to splinterWith daylight undefinedTricks begin to play on the mindAnother day off the boardPasses and survivors are not boredPraying, it's never too latePlaying the uneasy game of waitIt's not too lateIt's never too lateThe…

[river-shards]

Before the sky falls

[gitra]

NEVER TOO LATE -Three Days Grace

lyrics: 

This world will never be what I expected

And if I don't belong, who would have guessed it?

I will not leave alone everything that I own

To make you feel like it's not too late, it's never too late

Even if I say, "It'll be all right"

Still I hear you say, you want to end your life

Now and again we try to just stay alive

Maybe we'll turn it all around, 'cause it's not too late, it's never too lateNo one will ever see this side reflected

And if there's something wrong, who would have guessed it?

And I have left alone everything that I own

To make you feel like it's not too late, it's never too lateEven if I say, "It'll be all right"

Still I hear you say, you want to end your life

Now and again we try to just stay alive

Maybe we'll turn it all around, 'cause it's not too late, it's never too lateThe world we knew won't come back

The time we've lost can't get back

The life we had won't be ours againThis world will never be what I expected

And if I don't belongEven if I say, "It'll be all right"

Still I hear you say, you want to end your life

Now and again we try to just stay alive

Maybe we'll turn it all around, 'cause it's not too late, it's never too late

Maybe we'll turn it all around 'cause it's not too late, it's never too lateIt's not too late, it's never too late

now let’s see how the song makes us feel!

the song tell us that ‘never too late’ 

of course life makes us terrible, horrible, exhausted, happy, sad, scared, anxiety etc. 

The lyrics explaining that feeling... 

HOPE

I am sure that a hope makes you alive. 

If you have lost hope, it means you have lost everything...

it hurts

it’ hurt like hell... 

and this song telling us ‘dont lose your hope it’s *never* too late... 

a song to be kissed on  the forehead

[thelreads]

NO KAKO, DON’T SHOW FEAR IN THE FACE OF EVIL, IF YOU HESITATE SHE’LL KILL YOU

Also, Bocchi complaining? Are you sure about that? I mean she does express her worries about the interview, but you’re talking about studying specifically. Nako I can see complaining, nothing but truths have been told there.

Sotoka has been trained since she the day she was born to master all arts that would make her a more efficient killing weapon, I agree that she’s leagues above everyone else there.

So yeah, that leaves you, Aru, the only other person that isn’t studying, because of fucking course you aren’t, I wouldn’t be as well.

OH GOD KAKO, JSUT RUN, RUN BEFORE SHE DRAGS YOU INTO HER PLANS

RUN BEFORE YOU BETRAY YOUR MASTER

RUN BEFORE YOU FALL FROM THE GRACE OF GOD HERSELF

TOO LATE

THE DEAL HAS BEEN SEALED

YOU’VE DONE IT NOW KAKO, YOU’VE BETRAYED YOUR GOD... HOW DARE YOU...

[zu-is-here]

I AM LATETH, BUT HERETH ISETH YOURETH DAILY POSITIVITYETH. ENJOYETH. (Now I shall go commit sadistic goop.)

You're right in time! Thank you so much <3

[legrndarykai77]

A Series of Unfortunate Events

I went for a swim in the riverThe next day I had a feverI thought I would brush it offBut I could not stop the sneezing and coughI took some home made remedyThat turned out to be a tragedyThe fever kept increasingMy strength kept decreasingI decided to go to the hospitalWhile going down the stairs I fellI hurt my legThe day was turning to be a dragThe uber I ordered was lateThe driver apparently…

[dimensional-baker]

The news stressed him out to no end. To the point he started getting grey hair strands and no sleep. He held his tea as he looked at the cat on the porch, a tired smile on his face. “Hm?” He knelt down and took the note to read it.

(Thought this was a good way to reintroduce them after the bloodlust rage event, Isaac is the one in the hospital. I imagine that when a personification’s body dies, they get taken to a secluded area that only certain humans know about so they can properly heal-) medical: wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

The source of his death would not greet him nor even leave a single rose in thought of the man.  The only persons that would even greet him would be the facilitates’ providers and staff. 

She was away in her temple, gazing down into the pool of her own blood to see the world beyond.  This was her new prison. 

[grapecaseschoices]

character song tags

@serenpedac tagged me in this a few days ago.

fun facts though i’ve been making ship (and infamous concept albums) playlists of late, i don’t actually have character playlists. 

so ima do a bit of a cop out (to save my mental health) and take from the playlists i already have, which are for og!kendis and og!andy. (ima try to pick songs that work for their if canons)

Andy Yasar

Blood On My Name - The Brother’s Bright (for Erkan Yasar @/exilethegame)

When the fires, when the fires have surrounded you And the whole wide world's comin' after you I've got blood I've got blood on my name When the fires, when the fires are consuming you And your sacred stars won't be guiding you I've got blood I've got blood Blood on my name  

Second Chances - Gregory Alan Isakov (for Andy Yasar @/seraphinitegames)

Me, I'm mumbling in the kitchen for the sun to pay up Lonely is a ring on a cold coffee cup I'm some sick hound Digging for bones If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone

Kendis Crawford-Louel 

Sea Lion - Sage Francis (for Kendis Lateth @/exilethegame) 

Ma, Ma, look what I did, Ma Look what I did to my hands, I broke em You gave me the stone, gave me the chisel Didn't say how to hold em Didn't say give away every piece of the puzzle Till I was left with nothing But I took it upon myself to crush it up and distribute the dust

 Free - Florence + The Machine (for Kendis Crawford-Louel @/keeperofthesunandmoon)

I'm always running from something I push it back, but it keeps on coming And being clever never got me very far Because it's all in my head And "You're too sensitive", they said

Xhyera Sarnan [my deathless demon commander]

The Wolf - PHILDEL 

And you once said I wish you dead you sinner I'll never be more than a wolf at your door for dinner And if I see you 'round like a ghost in my town, you liar I'll leave with your head oh I'll leave you for dead, sire.

I know, my way through the night to your door You know, the blood that I'm owed is all yours The wishes I've made are too vicious to tell The devil already he knows me so well

@moderarato @heroofpenamstan @dumortains @tumortain @aylaaescar @sapphic-story @amlovelies @thelittlestspider @watertribegirl @equusgirl @clintnatalias @tangerineloves @thee-morrigan @coldshrugs @umbertors @roxaro  @narrativefoiltrope @unitedindistaste @karolinarodrigueswrites @trebondialanna @yes-prisoner @beyonceswigs and whoever else desires!

[thevikingwoman]

Blue velvet, the Hanged Man, deep night, rain outside, Professor Lavellan AU or Inquisition era Solas and Iwyn

Thank you for this wonderful prompt @galadrieljones​! Here is some Professor Lavellan AU for you :). 

There are some previous pieces here and here, but they’re still in the middle of the story, because that is how I roll. All you need to know is that Solas is a student in one of Iwyn’s classes and they can’t seem to stay away from each other. (Please note that Solas is in his early 20s, Iwyn in her late 20s). 

Iwyn Lavellan x Solas | Professor Lavellan AU | romance, smutstudent/teacher, secret relationship, fluff, pining?, vaginal fingering, oral sex, sex in public 

Late

The rain strikes the window, small rivers running down theframe. Drumming, relentless, in the deep night. Everything beyond is shroudedin darkness, but here, inside, all is warm and golden. It is like a piece oftime is stuck here, just like Iwyn is stuck against Solas, warm and soft.

It was his idea coming here, where no one knows them. He missedher, and after two days of furious texting he’d asked.  It’s a relief to see her. Iwyn has gotten sodeep under his skin, even a week without her seems cruel. He took the train downfrom Tantervale, and she from Wycome, both of them visiting family during thebreak.

The spent their day in the city, on the docks and in themarket and the old palace. Kirkwall is not a place people really go to visit,so they walked the docks hand in hand, unafraid. They had dinner in Hightown,sitting by the windows in plain view as the sky grew dark. They didn’t want toleave, not just yet, so now they are here, hiding away from the rain in thisodd old bodega. The Hanged Man.

She leans on him, her head resting at his chest, his armaround her. This is the type of place that stays open until the early hours ofthe morning, where people on their way home pick up a beer. Last call is a 4:50am, and then they start all over again at nine. It’s only just past midnight,and they’re pretending they can stay forever.

She tilts up her head and she kisses him on the cheek, easy.She gets up and he watches the sway of her ass as she makes her way to the barto pick up two more beers. She prefers wine, or fancy cocktails, but The HangedMan is not the place for that. She told him, and he likes that he knows now. Apiece of her, freely offered.

Iwyn brings the beer back to their table and slides close tohim again.

“Thank you,” he says, and he puts his arm around her backwhen she sits, resting it on top of the worn blue velvet seats. Like everythingelse, it has seen better days, but it’s perfect, quiet, and unpretentious. Hedrinks. She settles into his embrace. They exist.

There is no tomorrow or past, just the now and the raindrumming and the darkness and the smell of her and the low arousal he always feelsaround her. They are just lovers here, nothing else, their secrets their own tokeep and share.

He can’t help the words that he has to say. “You’re wonderful,”he mumbles into her hair. “Beautiful.”

He kisses her ear, his teeth catching the edge of it, makingher shiver and press into him. She turns her head, and they kiss, like theyhadn’t earlier on the docks, too shy still for greedy back displays in public.

She is not shy now, kissing him like they are the onlypeople in the world. She bites his lip and a moan escapes him. He wants more,and his hands tighten around her, sliding down her back and underneath thewaistband of her jeans. The bar is almost empty, and he doesn’t care who cansee them.

Reluctantly, his hands travel back to her shoulders, so hecan push her back into the seat. Her hands are maddening, slowly, stroking hissides, too many clothes between them. Her eyes shine in the flickering amberlight, in their own time, while the rain keeps the world at bay.

“I want you,” he says. “I cannot stop wanting you.”

His hands run across her body, his fingers undo the buttonsof her cardigan. His thumbs flick her nipples and she bites her lips.

“I want you too, Solas. All the time.”

She pulls his face close, and she kisses his jaw, shestrokes his ear. His erection is uncomfortable already. She wrecks him with thesimplest of touches, with the honesty of her words.

He wants her, and he wants to show her. He wants her undoneand perfect in his arms. He settles back, and smiles, taking a sip of his beerwith one hand, while the other roams down her torso, lower, beneath her pantsuntil he can touch her wetness. Her legs fall apart underneath the table. Hegrins, and he wants to say something clever, but she bites her lips when he pushesbetween her folds and he’s enthralled by the look on her face. His fingers findher clit and he presses and circles and rubs. It’s crude and he doesn’t havemuch room to move, sitting beside her as he does, but he keeps going.  Her hips move and her head falls back againstthe seat.

“More, please, Solas, I - ”

He complies, his fingers entering her and she trashes,jerking in the seat. His other hand holds her hips and he wishes she was naked,so he could see all of her, for now he can only imagine how her nipples wouldtense as she bucks against him. She falls apart for him, right here in this oldbar, in this old town, behind the old windows, behind the curtain of rain.

It is so easy to be with her. Their circumstances areanything but.

Iwyn keeps her eyes closed a moment, then she gives him ahalf smile and she squeezes his erection through his pants. It is his turn to stiflea groan, to bite his lips. He wants to fuck her, but he can’t have her here, on topof the table or against the cushioned seats.

“Come,” she says, and she gets up and pulls him along. Theyleave their half-drunk beer at the table. They walk past the bar, past themismatched chairs. The bartender winks and Solas smirks.

Outside, Iwyn heads for the ally next to the pub. Hefollows. She pushes him under the metal fire escape staircase, the rain beatingrelentless above. She drops to her knees and he lets out a choked sound. Sheundoes he pants, and he nods in reply to her silent question. Before he can letout his pleas, she takes his cock into her mouth. She sucks. The warmth and thewetness overwhelms him and words spill from his lips, please and more and yes. Shekisses his head, she pumps with her fist. She runs her tongue over him, underthe foreskin, and the she takes him into his mouth again and sucks. His handtangles in her hair, he can’t help it, just like he can’t help the movement ofhis hips. He tries to be still, to be gentle, but she is on her knees in therain and he has been besides her all day. She takes his cock deeper, her handpumping at the base.

He moans into the air, and he doesn’t care if anyone hears.

Everything is wet and secret and just theirs. Her hair sticksto her head, barely protected by the metal platform above. The weather doesn’tmatter when he can feel her, hot and warm around him. He spills down her throat,and all he cares about is her. They’re drunk in some ally, in some city, andtime is frozen like crystal and moving too fast all at once.

He wants to slide down the wall, let his knees give out anddrop to the ground, to her, to her sly smile. She gets up though, one hand onhis hip and then she stands on her toes and kiss him quickly before he can drawa breath. She helps him tuck away his cock and she leans into him, and he hasto kiss her again. She is beautiful, glorious, with her half smile and softeyes.

He loves her. He wants to tell her, he wants to spend thenight with her. He wants to spend every day with her, he wants to walk thestreets with her, hand in hand everywhere, like they can do here. He wants towake up next to her, to make her smile. It is silly and romantic, and it is notwhat they have. Though she readily agreed to come here, this is no promise of along-lasting relationship. He doubts she can be truly interested, that shewould want to be with him for anything other than a fun diversion and a goodfuck.

He loves her, and he can’t tell her, so instead, he kissesher again, he devours her, the rain sliding down their faces, the blink of neonlights up ahead spilling into the ally.

They finally break apart, and Iwyn traces her fingertipsover his jaw, and he can’t place the look in her eyes. She starts to saysomething but shakes her head.

“We should head to the train station,” she finally says.“The last train to Wycome leaves at 1:30.”

Stay here, he wants to say. Let’s not go back. Stay here,with me, for the rest of the week.

He nods.

She taps on her phone, and soon after their ride arrives.They sit in silence in the back seat, holding hands as the city passes by.

[shanghaiyuma]

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Before embarking on an

escort interpreting

project, you must carefully prepare, familiarize yourself with the content that needs to be translated, and think about the related fields that may be involved. To understand the accompanying information, including but not limited to:

(1) Who is the companion?

(2) Who will be in contact with at the same time?

(3) Does the client have any special living habits, customs or taboos?

(4) What is the content of this accompanying exchange? If special vocabulary such as terminology is involved in the accompanying interpreter, you must familiarize yourself with it in advance.

2. Avoid being lateThe escort interpreter should arrive 15-20 minutes earlier than the client, and should not be late in any case. If you encounter traffic jams or delays in special circumstances, be sure to call to explain. If you are late and unable to contact the interpreter, the more picky client will request a replacement on the spot.

3. Pay attention to dressUnlike simultaneous interpreting, most escort interpreting projects require appearances, so you should pay attention to dressing, not casually matching, and sloppy appearances. As an accompanying interpreter, you may need to follow the foreign guests, and the dress code should be formal.

4. Observe words and colorsEscort interpreters should learn to watch their words and expressions. In many cases, accompany interpreters have to deal with more than formal negotiation situations. Since the client hires you and pays for a day, he definitely hopes that you can help in all aspects of life. For example, when a client cannot read the recipe, cannot find the bathroom, or wants something, the interpreter should take the initiative to ask if he needs help.

5. Clear feesIn the project contact stage, we will clarify the charges, contracts and other related matters with the customer.

Knowledge points of escort interpreting

1. Diet vocabularyThe escort interpreter will almost always meet the situation of having a meal with foreign guests. For foreign guests who do not understand Chinese, what is the name of each dish, what ingredients are used, what cooking methods are used, and the allusions behind it are the focus of attention, especially those who have taboos on certain foods or are interested in Chinese food culture. The foreign guests must clearly know the composition and ins and outs of each dish before they are willing to stop.

2. Medical and health vocabularyIt is inevitable that there will be a headache when going out. If a foreign guest encounters a situation of inadequacy or illness, the parliamentarians are naturally obliged to take on the task of accompanying the doctor or buying medicine.

Therefore, it is necessary to master the names of common diseases, descriptions of symptoms, diagnostic methods and drug names. In this way, you won't be confused when encountering unexpected situations.

3. Commonly used vocabulary and sentence patterns for visitsThe main function of the escort interpreter is to accompany foreign guests on tours and excursions, and they should have a good knowledge of scenic spots, religious culture, and historical allusions. Here are the translations of some common or characteristic animal and plant names, religious specific vocabulary, historical figures, and stories that are easier to overlook under special tips.

4. Common sentence patterns for commodities and bargainingShopping is a problem that almost every translator will encounter, and different foreign guests have different concerns, and sometimes the purchases may be beyond the scope of our familiarity.

5. Vocabulary related to China's national conditions and traditional cultureThis scope is very large, ranging from Chinese medicine, qigong, fine arts, calligraphy, music, literature, and sports, to politics, economics, society, humanities, and geography in various parts of China. As an interpreter, it is best to accumulate a lot so as not to show timidity when foreign guests ask questions.

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[iremusicloaded]

Buju – Sorry I’m Late

Buju – Sorry I’m Late

Buju – Sorry I’m Late Buju – Sorry I’m LateThe Afro-fusion project will have seven songs, a project that is expected to make waves considering Buju’s feature run this year, which includes his impressive performance on Ladipoe‘s hit single ‘Feeling‘ and Wizkid‘s ‘Mood‘ off the Made in Lagos Deluxe album. https://cldup.com/ldJ-fU0.mp3

[river-shards]

Season of Shattering spoilers:

Teth is almost directly above Lamed. Does that mean the ship is canon???

Yes and I will not be accepting any other reason as to why they're like that. Teth wanted wife before they died.