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#landscape#cottagecore#beautiful photos#photography#beautiful#outdoor#ai#artificial intelligence#adobe#technology#ai artwork#ai art#ai generated#nata#mereng#fruit#dessert#local#homemade#food#salad#red#plate#strawberry#fresh#healthy#sweet#cheese#white#vegetable
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btw if you think you don't like poems, find something with meter and rhymes or alliteration, one of those Great Classics, and read it out loud!! enjoying poetry doesn't need to be because of the Meaning and how Deep it is. sometimes the words are just fun to say one after the other :)
#'bús donna barna balkonon mereng a bíbor alkonyon' is. one of my favorite lines in any poem#like hnnnn look at how fun that is!! the rhythm! the alliteration!
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Merenge's dessert shop~
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Recipe for Merenges This is a Puerto Rican recipe. The meringues are as light as a cloud and not messy, you can make a lot of them, and they have a hint of lemon. 1 pinch salt, 1/2 teaspoon grated lemon zest, 4 egg whites, 1 1/3 cups sugar, 1/4 teaspoon cream of tartar
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Merenges Recipe
This recipe is from Puerto Rico. The meringues are easy to make, mess-free, and have a faint lemon flavor. They are as light as a cloud.
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percy post break up with mc
edit: went back to finish the audio :3
referenced from merenge
#i couldnt get this stupid audio out of my head#its so funny to me#keyframes vn#perseus tozaki#skips art :3#keyframes
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Nálatok laknak-e állatok? Várnak-e rátok régi barátok, kutyák, csalafinta macskák szimatolva a lábatok, hogy merre jártatok? Vagy csak egy kalitka rácsai mögé zárva mereng egy árva, ritka, drága papagáj?
Tedd fel a legutolsó képet, amit a telefonoddal készítettél a kutyádról, macskádról, hörcsögödről, pókodról - vagy ki tudja, kiről! Ő Margit, pár perce.
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Amethar, a little prince of the House of Rocks, so far away from the throne. Lover and loved. He makes choices as a human, before his position as prince. He has never understood the necessity and restraints of royalty. He marries his lover, a commoner. He is young and innocent, and he does it unabashedly, without hesitation and fear.
Caramelinda, Duchess of Merenge falls in love with the blinding brilliance that is Lazuli Rocks, the powerful Archmage of Candia. She knows power, she knows politics, and she knows the importance of unity of Candia. She marries her lover. She cares and loves with more than her entire existence and she achieves peace for her home too.
The Ravening War. Caramelinda finds the lifeless body of her wife scattered amongst the heroes of the war. The sound of her heartbreak deafens amid the devastation of the field. She cradles the body of her lover close to her heart, thumping and thumping yet Lazuli’s eyes remain vacant. The tragedy of our heroes. Caramelinda watches the Rocks sisters fall at the hands of this hungry, bloody war. She watches the line of crowned dominoes crumble and fall at the feet of young Amethar, warrior and sole survivor of The Ravening War.
Orphaned Amethar, Heartbroken Caramelinda wed, both hearts aligned to another. They wed, hearts broken and lost to a war, torn apart and left to a quiet, empty castle.
“Lazuli I loved with all my heart. And this (pointing at Amethar) is just politics.”
Two children are gifted to this loveless couple and they find solace in it. Twins with the beauty and brilliance of their mother and the determination and bravery of their father. Ruby and Jet hear the quiet arguments between their parents, “Amethar, the delay of conversation has been perhaps your most cardinal sin.” They see that their parents do not share the love-filled eyes they shine onto the sisters.
Caramelinda lost her heart years ago on the battlefield and Amethar, his, even before it.
#dimension 20#a crown of candy#Caramelinda and Amethar’s marriage breaks my heart#Caramelinda looses her lover and then has to marry Lazuli’s brother#Amethar’s lover couldn’t be found after the war and it just turns out she DIED. DIED??#their non-romance breaks my heart#d20 analysis#plu’s d20 rambles
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bazen mutfakta salak salak şeylerle eğlendiğim zamanları özlüyorum he.
mereng yapmışım michelin lastiği adamına benzemiş, eğlenmişim, ne var eğlendik de delirdik de.
tşklr.
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Whatever ship you had at age 13 + “It wasn’t my language, but I understood enough.”
"And do not gamble," Stannis ordered.
"I do not," Davos said. And then, conscientiously, "Not in company, since I joined your service, my lord; though at home we are rather freer with games of sticks and small coins. I would rather my sons knew the way of dicing from me, so they should not learn it at the edge of a charlatan's dirk."
Stannis frowned, passing judgement. Davos would have to tell this to Marya: she found it very amusing how Stannis liked to dispense high notions of conduct, for all she had still not quite forgiven him for Davos' lovely strong fingers.
"I suppose that is better, if they are like to be near such vices," he conceded, a little grudgingly. "Well I wish I could say they shall be pages and squires, perhaps, and have no need for a clear head; but pages are as terrible as any mason's son for gaming, and often more reckless, for having more money to spend. See that they are sensible lads, Davos, and they shall do you credit, if only be comparison."
Faint praise that was, but Davos knew what he meant by it. Three years with three long seasons in the Red Keep, managing his lord's household; he was starting to understand.
It had been foolishness to think poverty was enough to guess at the indifference of the highborn.
None of them cared for justice - not as Stannis did. They cared less, even, for their smallfolk; and paid no mind to the small ruffians in the port, the small hungry ship-boys very like the one Davos had been.
"Trust no one to be capable or interested in being capable to do their work, be sure they shall be greedy, and keep away from any excess."
His tone made it clear he did not grasp why this simple matter should prove so impossible a standard to his peers, and thought very little of them for it.
Davos hid a smile in the corner of his beard. His new lord was quick to sense any slight, and imagine many others; he did not trust mirth, when mirth came to stand by his side to keep him company during long balls.
Or at least to leave the festivities with him, when the feasting went on too long. The endless courses of sweetcakes and merenges decorated with the sweetest fruits from the Seven Kingdoms and Essos had soured Davos' own appetite.
He had eaten at similar tables, in the cabins of pirates, the worst thieves of the sea. This was no different. He had no tooth sweet enough for it now; his head ached behind his eyes when he ate too much indulgence, his body little used to it.
They left the stifling heat of the great hall to walk the battlements when the last round cheese wheels and small, rich wines and liquors were still being served.
Which was just as well: Davos had an urge, very unworthy, of squirreling away a slice or three, or a small jar of jam. He had to remind himself his sons ate well, now; that Marya grew rounder and redder and full of laughter, and not only ruled well their pantry, but shared their plenty with neighbors and dependents.
Quietly, in the privacy of his heart, Davos was quite determined that he should expect trust, and no derision, from one person at least.
A lofty goal, but as he was come to an unexpected windrush of good fortune, he thought he might have some luck in this endeavour, too.
Davos and his lord spoke long of honor and justice, these being the things dearest to Stannis' heart; moreover, Davos found it a matter of much interest.
His rise to knighthood, never expected, could not have been a stranger course for a smuggler. In those first years at Dragonstone, he went through his new duties and new life feeling keenly as a cabin-boy boy on his first voyage again - finding his feet when the swells of court life rose, keeping his head down and doing his best with the tasks given to him.
Always with a wary ear out, always certain of his disposability, his smallness to the engines of politics.
It rankled, more than he thought it would; for in his way he had been a man of some importance, ruler of his own crew, and well-respected, ship won with effort and cunning, while knights donned armour costing a spring's worth of ten families' work in the fields.
At least he had a new, good and stalwart captain to lead him through troubled waters. Davos grew ever more grateful for it, the more he came to know of the foibles of the kingdom's nobles.
"Honorable conduct is very simple, smuggler," Stannis told him. He turned his half-empty glass of lemon water between his palms - his wrists, narrow still, caught the silver light, too stark under his skin to be comfortable to look at long.
Davos did like to look at him, though. A fine sort of discomfort; he knew how to keep his feet and his head. So perhaps he was a gambling man still, in his way; though as honest a one as he could make himself become.
"And as you already do keep it, learning the ways of court shall be easier," Stannis added, in that stilted, stiff way, that was not a compliment in him but might have been in another man.
"I shall do my best, lord," Davos agreed. "If only by comparison."
Davos thought of him in the light of that moon, often, in years to follow, though he did not always know this was what he was thinking of in particular. The long cheeks framed by long lines, the dark curls starting to thin already - the young man with his unhappy mouth twitching, for a moment.
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Thank you so much @displayheartcode! Now this was fun a trip down memory lane <3
#davos seaworth#stannis baratheon#davos x stannis#imagine tumblr's most sheltered 13 year old. now give her a thing for balding morally rigid misanthropes and middle-aged ex-sailor henchmen#this was more or less the thing#asoiaf#asoiaf fic#davos seaworth x stannis baratheon#got#got fic
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#landscape#cottagecore#beautiful photos#photography#beautiful#outdoor#ai#artificial intelligence#adobe#technology#ai artwork#ai art#ai generated#nata#mereng#fruit#dessert#local#homemade#food#salad#red#plate#strawberry#fresh#healthy#sweet#cheese#white#vegetable
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tyúkom
szabira készül. a szokásos hetyke bizalommal tekint a jövőbe, példát vehetnénk!
mindeközben a spórmalac önfeledten bujócskázik reggel óta, a kissé odébb beájult laposcsibével mit sem törődve
a hős turult meg megszállták hirtelen a gondok, félreszottyadva mereng a sors fura fintorán
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Hey quick question for all of you. Since Legends of Irondeep seems to be wrapping up, where do you think we’re going next? My guess is Merengate 👀
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If you support Trump get the fuck off my page. This is not and will never be for you. Trans rights, pride rights, POC rights 🏳️⚧️🏳️🌈🖕
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Tudattalan mereng, ösztönös sóhaj…
Elmém zúgása gyötrelem,
mélabú, melankólia, elhullott tetem,
nyolc óra tájt ismét levegőt veszek..
Hallottam mégis csendesen megtartom…
Nevetve hajolok előre a vesztembe,
karcsú vigasztalások.. vihar dúlt lelkemnek,
repülő üvegszilánk, céltábla testemnek…
“D”
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Keluarga Asing
“Mbak Dina, kayaknya kerannya udah beres. Boleh dicoba dulu mbak?”, tanya Jojo, tukang servis andalan di seantero pasar.
“Sebentar Jo”, jawab perempuan cantik yang wajahnya mirip bule itu. Ia mencoba membuka keran di wastafel. “Wah mantab. Airnya udah nggak muncrat kemana-mana lagi. Makasih ya Jo”.
“Sama-sama mbak. Kalau gitu saya pamit dulu ya mbak”, balasnya tersenyum sambil membereskan perkakas miliknya.
Saat ini waktu menunjukkan pukul tujuh. Kios Lavender memang belum buka, tapi sepagi ini perempuan itu sudah menyiapkan bahan masakan untuk buka toko nanti siang.
Sejak pindah ke kota ini tujuh tahun lalu, Dina memutuskan untuk membuka kios makan khas Eropa untuk memenuhi kebutuhan hidupnya beserta anaknya, Sela.
“Kerannya udah bener Mbak?”, tanya Mona yang tiba-tiba datang mengagetkan. Ia membawa keranjang yang penuh sayuran.
“Udah”, jawabnya tersenyum.
Mona pun langsung meletakkan barang belanjaannya di atas meja. Dia segera membuka kulkas dan mengambil air minum, ditegaknya air itu dengan tergesa.
“Mbak, mbak itu ya mau-maunya dikibulin sama Pak Mamad”, kata Mona menggerutu. “Motor bekas yang kemarin mbak beli itu, harganya nggak sampai tujuh juta mbak. Tahun lalu Pak Mamad beli cuma empat juta. Rugi mbak, rugi”.
Dina hanya merenges. “Ya gimana Mon, udah terlanjur. Mbak cuma pengen kios kita ada layanan pesan antarnya, biar makin laris. Motornya bisa untuk nganter Sela sekolah juga kan”, jelasnya panjang lebar.
Mona pun hanya geleng-geleng kepala. Hampir setahun ia bekerja untuk Dina, tetap saja ia tak habis pikir. Bagaimana orang sepolos Dina bisa menjalani hidup dengan selamat sampai saat ini.
Dina, Ibu satu anak ini memang terlampau polos. Dia ramah kepada semua orang. Meskipun begitu, terkadang keramahannya itu dimanfaatkan oleh banyak orang.
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Mona sedang merokok di ujung gang saat gawainya berbunyi. Ia tak mau mengangkat telepon itu. Namun dering telpon tak kunjung berhenti, dia terpaksa mengangkatnya.
“Heh. Kamu dimana jalang?!”, seru seorang pria melalui telepon. “Jangan kira kamu bisa kabur setelah mengambil uangku ya Mon. Kamu kira delapan puluh juta itu sedikit? Hah?!”
Mona langsung menutup telpon dan mematikan gawainya. Dia sudah tak berminat lagi untuk merokok. Diinjak-injaknya rokok miliknya yang masih tersisa setengah.
“Ini”, kata Dina yang tiba-tiba datang menyodorkan es krim.
Mona terkejut, namun ia tetap mengambil es krim itu dan memakannya tanpa basa-basi. Mereka berdua berjongkok di ujung gang sambil menjilati es krim. Selama beberapa saat, tak ada sepatah kata pun yang keluar dari keduanya.
“Hmm... Mbak, kenapa mbak nggak pernah tanya sama sekali?”, tanya Mona memulai pembicaraan..
Dina berhenti menjilati es krimnya. Ia memandang Mona lekat, “Kenapa mbak harus tanya?”
“Mbak nggak penasaran? Nggak pengen tau? Mbak sama sekali nggak pernah tanya asal-usulku”, kata Mona. “Tahun lalu aku tiba-tiba datang ke mbak buat minta kerjaan dan mbak terima-terima aja! Mbak nggak takut sama aku? Mbak nggak pernah mikir aku tuh orang jahat?”.
Dina diam sejenak sebelum akhirnya menjawab, “Sejujurnya Mon, mbak juga pengen tahu. Mbak juga penasaran tentang kehidupanmu, tapi kalau dipikir-pikir lagi, mbak nggak harus tau semuanya kan?”, jawab Dina. “Yang mbak tau, kamu orang baik Mon. Selama kerja sama mbak, semuanya lancar-lancar aja. Walau kadang-kadang mbak repot juga kalau kamu bertengkar sama pelanggan”, tambah Dina sambil terkikik.
Mona hanya tersenyum simpul. Seumur hidupnya, ia tak pernah diperlakukan layaknya manusia. Selama ini, ia tak pernah merasa dimengerti tanpa banyak caci. Baginya, Dina memberikan kehangatan layaknya keluarga.
“Kenapa kamu baik banget sih mbak?!”, kata Mona kesal sendiri.
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“Mbak, kalau kamu mandi, gelangnya kamu lepas nggak?”, tanya Nadia sambil menunjuk tangan milik Dina. Terkadang pertanyaan gadis berusia dua puluh tujuh itu sangat random.
Malam ini Nadia sedang mampir di Kios Lavender selepas pulang kerja. Senin malam begini biasanya tempat ini memang tidak terlalu ramai oleh pelanggan.
“Kulepas Nad, kadang-kadang kucuci juga. Gelang makrame gini, kalau basah biasanya jadi bau”, kata Dina menjelaskan.
“Itu mbak bikin gelangnya sendiri? Aku mau dong dibuatin”, kata Nadia manja. Dia sudah menganggap Dina sebagai kakaknya sendiri.
Mona yang sedang mengupas kentang pun menyahut. “Bikin sendiri lah Nad. Gampang tauk”. Nadia hanya menggelengkan kepala. Dia merasa bahwa pekerjaan itu bukan hal cocok untuknya. Saat duduk di bangku SMA, dia pernah mendapatkan tugas merajut, pusing kepalanya berhadapan dengan benang-benang. Dia lebih memilih menghancurkan batu bata daripada bergelut dengan keruwetan benang.
“Enggak dek. Gelang ini dibeliin almarhum suamiku”, jawab Dina tersenyum. “Mungkin kapan-kapan kita bisa buat bareng Nad?”.
Nadia pun langsung menolak tawaran itu. “Enggak ah mbak, makasih. Baru bayangin aja, aku udah capek. Hahaha”, jawab Nadia sambil merenges.
Waktu sudah menunjukkan pukul sembilan malam. Dina segera mengunci pintu kios sebelum akhirnya berjalan pulang ditemani Mona dan Nadia. Mereka banyak bercengkrama di jalan pulang. Maklum, Kota Mulya ini kecil, sehingga semua warganya tinggal bersebelahan.
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