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the-demon-of-a-thousand-eyes · 9 months ago

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𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐸𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 20

Soon-to-See-Corpse and What's in a Frame

Pairing: Alastor x F!OC (Theia, The Demon of a Thousand Eyes)

Chapter Summary: Alastor finally takes you to the soon-to-be-corpse so you can have your fun, and yet…what's this? He said it would have your name on it.

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Cannibalism, Murder, Knife, Blood, Gore, Tentacles, Demon form

When you blink, you find yourself on one of the many ruined rooftops of disputed territory just outside of the entertainment district, still in Alastor’s arms. It is far later than you’d anticipated; the night sky in Hell is a familiar one. You hear screaming and howling in the distance, see fires and explosions. The turf wars don’t stop, even after darkness falls.

He sets you down gently and then takes your hand. A light breeze flutters about your dress and hair. It teases Alastor’s, and his ears are twitching too. He looks magnificent.

He leads you over to a door, behind which you hear the sound of muffled wails. When he opens it, you see a body bag that wiggles with someone desperate for escape. You grin wickedly at Alastor and begin to unzip the bag slowly to reveal the contents inside.

The smell of fresh blood hits your nose before you see its innards. You consider teasing Al about starting the fun without you, but then, as you unwrap the sinner’s bound form, you see his once pristine white collared button-down shirt soaked with blood and torn open.

There, carved into the flesh of his chest, is your alias in large, glistening letters.

THEIA

The flesh wounds are oozing, dripping. You kneel to look at it. You don’t bother to look at anything but his chest, the bright red letters are simply begging for your touch.

So you do.

You trace your claws over every letter and rejoice in every whimper you hear escape from around the gag in this canvas’ mouth.

As you dig your claws into the meat of the tortured flesh, Alastor asks you as he leans on his cane, eyes half-lidded and pleased with himself, “Do you like your surprise, chérie?”

You have half a thought to ask him what this sinner has done, what he did to deserve this fate, but then you realize: it doesn't really matter, and you don't care.

You tear your gaze away from the display of devotion in front of you to focus on the man who created it. Your eyes flash red. “You said it would have my name on it.” You murmur quietly.

He drops to one knee to be closer to you as he asks, “Would you give me the honor of telling me your name, ma très chère?”

The name you haven’t told a soul. The name you’d told Rana she had to stop calling you after that day, for fear that those who knew it would find you. “Iris you hadn’t asked me that, mon point focal.” The look in all of your eyes, on your body, your dress, on your belt, and on your knife, are half a plead and half a promise. Please understand.

He manifests a knife, and carves just below it with a practiced hand even as the canvas twists and squeals.

IRIS

The knife vanishes from his hand and he turns to you, as if asking what you think of his work.

You grab his face and kiss him. He freezes for a moment, and you worry you’ve gone too far until he grabs yours and pulls you closer to him. A soft moan escapes your lips without your consent, but he doesn’t seem to mind.

When you both part, you can hear his slightly elevated breathing. Yours is too.

“It’s the best gift I’ve ever received.” You reply, and it’s true. “Thank you, mon point focal, mon donateur.” He flushes, but before he can reply, you unzip the body bag completely and pull the petrified, trembling, sobbing man out of it.

If it weren’t for the gag you might have heard pleads, beseeches, desperation for mercy, but even if he could, it would fall on apathetic ears. Not deaf, never deaf to those delicious sounds.

You turn to your bestower, for that is what you have just called him, and you realize in your passionate kiss, that you’d left this man’s blood on your man’s cheek. That just won’t do.

“Mm, I seem to have made a mess of your face, bien-aimé. Can’t let good blood go to waste dirtying such a handsome complexion. Allow me to lick it up for you.”

At a loss for words, Alastor pulls you towards him in lieu of a response and you use your deft tongue to collect the tangy, delicious liquid. The flavor of the sinner's blood mixes with the taste of his skin. Your eyes flash red and you smirk wildly at him as he reels you in for another kiss.

It is passionate this time, and far more urgent. It’s as if he’s chasing the blood to sample it himself as he slips his tongue inside your mouth to mingle with yours. You moan again, slightly louder this time, as you pull him even closer to you. It’s almost inaudible, but you feel radio static as he releases a soft moan of his own.

When you separate again, he is staring at you with an intensity you’ve never seen before. Your eyes flash red and you shiver.

It takes a particularly urgent noise from the mess at your feet for you to remember what you had come here to do.

“Alright,” You decide as you tie his shirt in front of your name, obscuring it from all but the two of you, “Time to let him go.”

“Surely you don’t intend for him to get far, ma très chère?” Alastor asks from beside you with a raised eyebrow.

“The whole point is to let me hunt, remember? I can’t chase if he doesn’t run. Besides, I have eyes all over this city.” You shrug and grin at him wickedly, your eyes flashing again and the shadow of your tentacles emerging from your back. “There’s nowhere he could run that I couldn’t find him.”

Alastor gives you a wicked look of his own. It makes you shiver again and you debate on giving him another kiss, but then he cuts the binding on the sinner’s legs, leaving his arms and wrists bound behind him and the gag in his mouth. With one hand, he picks the man up by his bound wrists and walks swiftly over to the edge, his gaze never leaving yours, to dangle him over the one story drop. “Ready, mon méchant truc?”

His wicked thing, You think to yourself as you stand. That I am.

You walk to where he’s standing to look your prey in the eyes for the first time since you unzipped the body bag. There are four of them. Delicious. You lick your lips. “When he drops you, I will give you five seconds to run in the direction of Vee Tower. If you do as you are told, I will grant you the mercy of eating your eyes after I kill you. Disobey, and I will pluck them from your skull and draw your suffering out for hours until I am satisfied. Have I made myself clear?”

The sinner nods vehemently. Alastor looks pleased.

You reshape your dress into a backless number that gives you freedom of movement but lets it billow around your legs.

“Alright, mon donateur, release him.” You croon.

As Alastor’s hand opens, you let out a howl and release the form from inside you that has been aching to escape.

Your body contorts and elongates, growing in size and shape. You release your tentacles from your back and hiss with relief as they emerge from their confines. The Thousand Eyes on your tentacles blink out in wonder and satisfaction of finally being put to good use. Your spine cracks and contorts as you tower over Alastor in his humanoid form.

When you leap from the building, the ground shakes and rumbles for a moment. You are still much taller than he stands.

The look in his eyes is one of sheer delight, fascination, and a third thing you struggle to name. “You look positively radiant, mon monstre! I look forward to the show!” He calls you his monster as he calls to you, and you bend down from your great height to kiss him as best you can manage. Given your tongue is nearly half his height in length alone, it’s more of a lick than a kiss, but he seems more than thrilled from the look you receive in response to this attention.

You let out an otherworldly screech and then close all of your Thousand Eyes to open the dozens in the entertainment district.

Looks like this prey decided to follow directions. You discover gleefully as you catch him running past the tailor shop in the main square.

“F̴͚͕̑̊͂͝ͅÖ̵͈̜̼̰̜͈́̀̀͐Ṵ̶̠̉̔̕N̸̢̙͙̠̟̱̫̔͝D̸̙̠̜̽ ̷̪̱͉͐̕H̵͔̻͙͖͆̀I̵̫̒̾̉̄̄̀̓͝M̵̲̝̝̥̒̀̆”

You bellow as your smile widens impossibly and you lick your lips.

“Lead the way, ma très chère; I’ll follow shortly!”

“Ḏ̵̘͂̔O̴̯̝̓N��͕̔'̷̲͓̭̌̿̓Ṫ̷̢̟͔̊͠ ̸̏̕ͅT̴̞̤͒̀͜Á̶̠K̶̦̟͖̍̑̋Ë̷͔͙͉́ ̵̞̟̐̋ͅT̶͚̟́͆̕͜O̷͔̜͔͠Ŏ̶̡̅͆ ̸͖̪̇͜L̵̫̓O̴̧̠̒̈́̚N̴̖̐̀Ḡ̴̡̧̻.̷͖̝̐̆ͅ ̴̱͕̐́̈́Ḭ̸̟͗̋͠'̷͚̐̏͝Ḷ̷́L̶̲̬̽͌̔ ̶̓͜B̵͖̉Ě̸̱̪͈ ̸̞͋̂W̵̙͓̔A̶̠̳͈͐͘I̶̦̽̑͝Ţ̵͉̜̃Ị̵̝̓͐͊N̸̼͈͊̓G̵̗͈̈́̈̀ ̵̣̠͇̅͑̑F̸̛̹̹̤̆Ŏ̶̾̀ͅR̷̡͇̻͋̾̌ ̴͚͋̈̎Y̴̨̺̑̌Ȍ̷̼͇̖̍U̷̖̭̚,̴̟͖̓̇́ ̴̲̻́̚M̵̤͕̯͠Ợ̸N̶͚̟̼͛ ̴̢̐͗̑Ṕ̶̛̝̲͝Ǫ̷̪͛̂̃Ȉ̸͓͐͑N̵̦͐T̸͉̉ ̸͖̥͖̇̾̚F̶̻̝̈̋O̸̡͓͒̀̈C̷͍̭͈̽̒Å̸͉L̷̲̽̇͝.̷͉̠̥͆

You give him one last saucy smirk and manifest directly in front of your prey. You see all the cameras around you turn to watch you in an instant, and everyone nearby freezes in place, watching too. Perfect, you think, Time to start the show.

Doing just that, you let your prey run again, let him slip through the streets and throng of people, dodging and weaving, let him think he might escape—before you manifest directly in front of him once again.

“I̸̠̣̽͒ ̶̪͎̰́́̅͒͑̓T̸̹͎͕̈́͜O̵̲̜̅̃͊͘Ĺ̴̺̒̓̓̕D̴̙͍̽̌ ̶̬̦̜̣̜̪͗Ỷ̵͔̲̯̎O̵̢̠̬̾̇̔̈́͒Ǘ̸͚̘̗̰͎͓̈́̐͝ ̶͔͚͍̺̽͌Ṭ̴̭̠̙̿̋H̴̩̤͒͘ͅĘ̸̛͕͔̅́̑̽̀R̵͉̬̺̊̔́E̵̩͎̠̟̔̉͜ ̸̟̻̅̍͠͝W̵̧͆͆̒̐̏̉A̶̺̟͘S̸̤͉̍̽͗̀̋͜ ̷̙̙̭̖͖̆̀̄͘N̸̰͠O̵͎͖̤̼͆͌̿̂͠Ŵ̶̱͔̣͇̤͗H̵̱͖̝̎̂̉̓́É̷͚R̵̢͎͇̩̓E̶̮̘̺͎̐̏͘̕ͅ ̸̫̱̫͒͑̈Y̴̯̲̜͐̇O̶̲̤̐̑̀U̷̥͐̀̊̓̚ ̵͇̺̥́C̵̞̣̰͔͉̀͘Ǫ̵̜̭̏̑̑̓͝Ŭ̷̳̮̫͑͑͋͘͜͝Ĺ̶̥̹͕͉̞̙D̴͈̲̏ ̴̨̫̿̅͑̽R̷̛̝̲̱̹͌̑̃͐͝ͅU̶̡̩̭̜͍̻̓̾͂͛͑̑Ǹ̷̛͓̾͆͝.̵̧̼̊̽”

You snark as you see Alastor manifest from out of the shadows beside you.

“Look at you, mon monstre. Having some fun, are we? Good for you, ma très chère!” He leans on his cane, eager to watch your performance. The lights flicker around you as he does so.

You screech in delight at his praise.

You have fun at first, starting with pulling off your prey’s legs, one and then the other, so he can only crawl uselessly away. The sound he makes when you rend limb from torso is forced and tortured. It’s a symphony of screams. You almost consider removing the gag from how beautiful it sounds. Almost. It’d be a waste to hear his pointless blathering and ruin this so far perfect night. His blood leaves crimson streaks as he drags his limp torso behind him, his nails breaking and bleeding as he struggles for purchase on the uneven sidewalk. He is moaning, writhing, all the while desperate and begging.

After he crawls a few feet, he collapses, and when he fails to pull himself upright, you croon,

"̸̲̮͓̐̐̆̋G̵̢̨̛̥͎͈̮̝͂̄I̷̺̺̚V̵̨̢̤̤̗̙̦̇̊͂̀̾I̴͍̎͛N̷̛͍̤̏͝Ǧ̴̡̝͒̿̈́̈́͒̒ ̴̲͖̭̥̤̮͐ͅƯ̶̤͈̼͌̀̿̒P̸̢̛̩̭̯̬̎ ̵̢̜͒̐͛̄̚A̷̠̐́Ļ̵̰̕R̴̖̉̾͊͠E̷̤͕̩̲͖͐̄͊͘͜ͅA̷̢͉̮̩̎́̔͊͐̅͆D̷̠͚͆̓͑̀̕Y̵̧̛̖̔͘?̴̧̩̘̜̬͉̪͒̆͋̐̀ ̶̳̠̍͂Ş̷̗͔͙͈̝̕Ṵ̷̒̇͋̓͊̚R̴̘̣̉̔̐́̚͘É̸̗͓̤̟̣̰͛̽̃́̚͝L̷̞̙̺̪̲̈͋͒Y̷̨͒͝͝ ̵͔͔̜̟̣̲̩̐̈́̀̉͑̚Ÿ̶̼̻́́͊O̵̪̯̳͍̮͎͖͛Ǘ̵͙̮̫͕͈̔̂̓̀͑͘͜ ̶̯̫͓͌̏D̴̹̦̤̑̎̽́͠Ö̴̺͇̦́̔͝N̴͈͊̽'̵̪̆T̸̺͓̞̉ ̶̢̛̘͚̻͎͕͕͌̋̒͘̕S̵͈̺̮̗̐̕͝T̴̻́͛͑I̷̡̱̼̪͐͆L̴̳̝̖̭̀́̒Ĺ̵̮̤̎̒͗̃̈́͂ ̶̟̮̹̹͖͇̊͆͘͠Ǹ̸̘̻͎͓͌Ẻ̴̜̆͠Ę̷̂̀͊̆̐D̷̨͇̬̦͎͔̎͐̾͗ ̶̧̘͙̝̖̳͙̆̍̍͝A̴̠͗́͗̈́͘͝R̸̺̜͖͇̼̫͋̒̎̏̌ͅM̸̛̤̰̩̱͗̄̄͆̂͠S̶̡̳̪̿̌̉̾̊̍̓,̶̣͒̉͜ ̴͔̪̗̝͈̙̺̒̾̈͒̊̀̿Ţ̸̻̟͉̀H̴͓̀͛͆͌̕E̶̫̬̾̓̐̑̾̚N̵̖͗̉̽.̶̮̲̱̦̬͘"̷͇͓̮̜̻̾

You roll his bleeding frame over to look him in the eyes as you tear one arm off and then the other. Once again, his shrieks are a chorus of song, a melody you’re composing for yourself with this shell of a sinner as your instrument. You screech with sheer euphoria once again as it hits your ears.

“Now, ma très chère, as much as I’d like to watch you eviscerate him with your bare hands,” His eyes turn to dials and his antlers start to elongate as he considers the idea. Your Thousand Eyes shiver at seeing him lose control even as he continues, “don’t forget that lovely little knife of yours, hmm?”

Ö̷̱̱̖͚̜̯͉̟̃̒́͌̈͊̏̃̍̓͠͝F̸̪̬̜̗̫̙͚̉͒̾̃̄͊̈́͋͒̕͠͝ ̶̡̹͓̬͖̭̌̏́̃C̷̻̳̭͍͎̱̱̠̥̀Ŏ̸̥̫̈́͂̀̈́̒͛͐͝͝ͅṲ̴̫̯̈́̾̇͐̍̀̈́̎͘͘͘͝Ř̶̳̯͔̞̦̞͔̼̺̝̙S̵̪̭̫̭̤̊͆͌͑͘̚͘͜Ȩ̸͚͎̭̟̩̑̈̊̋̈́̏ ̸̨̛̗̝̝̯͍̻̟̬̾̾͂̈́̽͝͠ͅN̴̨̧̠̲̘̂͋͛̌̈́͆͝Ǫ̴̼̻̱͕͓̟͉̻͓̩͚̈̐̊̌̅͒̐̂̎̾͑͆ͅT̵̳̥͇͙̟̯̝͚̥͕̙̫̲̂́͑͌̒͆̕̚͠͠,̷̡͈̰̻͐ ̵̲͎̔͝M̴̡̮̻̼͔̟̺̺̜̗̠̱̦̍̄͒̓͑́͂̚͘O̶͌̎̄̎̏͜͝N̶̢͙̱̙̜̭͇̲̘̪̮͚̭̈̆̀̋͂͊̔̐̈͘ ̶̨͚̫̯̠͚͔̙͓̜̒̑̽̔̄̅͑͜D̷̛̥̼̣̲̱̰̬̤͍̏̐̋̈́͋̈́̐̿͊̄͘͜͜͠Ǫ̸̛̲̱̹̖͉͉̫̹̳̣̝͑̑̄̎́̔̌͛Ń̸̡̛͙̰̖̆͐͂͑͒Ạ̷̪̠̳̻̓̇̆̎̾̇T̸̜̦͈̈́͊̃̍̽̽̄̐͐͐̍͠E̶̖͊͒U̷̮̳͐̆̈́̇ͅR̶̲͑͛̈́̀͠.̶̧̝̥̞̻̝͈̗̗͛͑͌͐͘

You let yourself shrink down to your normal proportions but leave your Thousand Eyes out to see, to witness. They do not look at the terror-stricken torso and head in front of you, however. All Thousand Eyes are fixated on him. You unsheath the knife and your middle eye trains on him too. He knows where to look, knows that you are not just watching him, that he is your focal point, your purpose. Your gaze is locked with his as you plunge the blade into the soon-to-be-corpse at your feet. “For you, mon point focal, mon tout.” You declare as your blade pierces flesh, carves so deep and so pretty, slices through the beautifully carved words on his chest, obscuring them. You twist until it hits bone then pull it out and plunge it inside again.

And again.

Lights flicker and bulbs pop as blood splatters and sprays; you drench yourself in it, soaking through your dress and into your skin. You do not hold back as you cackle with unhinged, maniacal satisfaction, pleased at the sensation of tearing through this canvas of flesh and muscle and fat and bone.

When the light in his eyes dies, you remove the knife from his chest and lick the blade clean, careful not to cut yourself, your gaze never leaving his, not even for an instant. You blink out of sync so it never falters.

You watch him with compulsion and captivation. Even with this many eyes watching, you still cannot understand the expression he makes. It cannot be what you hope it is. Surely it’s not lust? You blink the thought away as you let your eyes flutter out of sync again, then return the blade to its sheath.

Your tentacles pluck the eyes from the corpse, one right after the other in quick succession. The squelching of their removal makes you squirm with gratification.

“So, beau, would you like to share in the feast?” You croon as you saunter in his direction, and your tentacles drop the eyeballs into your palm. The ones that aren’t busy with purpose twist and curl and writhe, waving teasingly at him, a dance all of their own.

You notice the power fluctuate as Alastor pulls you into his arms. It dims as he eats two of the eyeballs from your palm and you pop the other two into your mouth, chew, and swallow.

More bulbs break and wires hiss, overlord's overload eminent.

The two of you smirk into the nearest camera, then he pulls you in for a searing kiss. He slips his tongue into your mouth again, and you relish the taste of the eyeballs mixed with what is unmistakably him, a taste you worry you might start to crave. Perhaps you already are addicted to this taste, this sensation, of his lips on yours with desperation, want, need. You moan, and he moans too, louder this time, loud enough for anyone who might be watching to hear. You moan louder at the thought, and he does too, and you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him closer, slotting your body against his.

The power dips and dims, then crashes around you, and the two of you are bathed in darkness.

You feel your phone buzz in your pocket repeatedly as what you don’t doubt is a spam of churlish and livid texts from Velvette flooding your phone. You ignore it as you lose yourself in the feeling of Alastor’s lips on yours.

You break the kiss to steal some air into your lungs, and he chases your mouth, peppers your face with kisses before he latches onto the side of your throat. “Al—” You choke out a moan as he licks and nibbles at your flesh, “We should—” You stumble over your words as he licks blood off of your neck, “We should go.”

Barely a breath after you’d spoken those words, he is using his shadows to envelop you, his lips still affixed to your skin.

A/N: Theia is a fucking terrifying monster and I adore her gruesome side! I had way too much fun tearing this random-ass sinner apart, almost as Theia did. I hope y'all found satisfaction in this long-awaited horror.

Chapter 21 is smut, mostly. Tentacle porn and some of the most nauseatingly affectionate making love I've ever written, plus some crucial plot at the very end.

First || Chapter 19 || Chapter 21

#the demon of a thousand eyes #theia #demon of a thousand eyes #hazbin hotel fanfiction #hazbin hotel oc #alastor x reader #eye #eyes #eye puns #eye puns as a coping mechanism #tw blood #tw gore #tw violence #tw murder #tw tentacles #tw knife #tw demon form #murder as foreplay

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m1cheleiscool · 1 year ago

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#lomando.com #dhmis tv show #fyp #art #bo burnham inside #bugbo series #pleasegotofy #fyy #yellow guy #brasil #OMORI #Ghost and pals #Tumblr #:3 #Fyyy #Fancysland #Deep fancy island

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blogitalianissimo · 6 years ago

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È che ieri mi è capitato di leggere un articolo sul meme di pepe the frog che è diventato tipo il simbolo dell'alt-right (quella rana antropomorfa che si vede spesso in giro), a quanto pare non è un "meme", ma un personaggio di un fumetto che è stato letteralmente rubato dagli utenti di 4chan, reddit ecc. Il fumettista autore di pepe sta facendo una fatica immensa per ripulire l'immagine del suo personaggio, che non c'entra nulla con l'alt-right.

E so che le persone che utilizzano i miei personaggi sono individui affidabili e rispettosi, e che i miei oc alla fine non sono nulla di che, ma diciamo che dopo aver letto quell'articolo ho deciso di prendere le dovute precauzioni, più che altro per difendermi dalla gente nuova che potrebbe venire.

#Sono facilmente suggestionabile

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gabofla · 3 years ago

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Septimo Grung, esta es la rana edgy, pero es a proposito por su clase, y porque quiero eventualmente usarlo en algun oneshot o campaña al estilo de Grim Hollow. “Anfibio que envenena la sangre y vive en las sombras” Bealo. Es un Bloodhunter, la clase homebrew que mas se ha acercado a ser contenido oficial y es super edgy, Así que el naturalmente también lo es. No le muestra piedad a ningun no-muerto después de que su tribu fuera tomada a la fuerza por un lich. #dnd #grung #oc #morado #bloodhunter #cazadordesangre #edgy https://www.instagram.com/p/CWW5cTUNh6g/?utm_medium=tumblr

#dnd #grung #oc #morado #bloodhunter #cazadordesangre #edgy

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crunchynatureboy · 7 years ago

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If you still want more ask prompts! 2 and 16!!

(Ohhhhh BOY YOU KNOW I DO)

2. a letter written by your OC’s family member

Kieran,

I just turned 16. How wild is that? As of today, I’m officially a man- or, at least I’m a man by Broadoak standards. I’ve even got the family crest. I should probably be more excited about that, but I can’t shake the feeling that it isn’t really mine. I mean, it isn’t, right? They gave it to me, but I’m pretty sure it’s the one Dad had made for you. Funny how there’s still traces of you all around here, even after all this time.

I don’t know why I’m writing this, honestly. It’s not like I can send it to you. For all I know, you could be I guess… Everything happening now kinda had me thinking of you again. I feel like I ended up filling your shoes in this weird way, doing what I’m doing now. Helping Ma n’ Pa run the farm, getting ready to take the reins… All this was on you, but now I’m the one who’s gotta handle it. It’s not that I don’t wanna, but…. I don’t know how I feel about it. About all this.

I hope you’re alright, wherever you are. I hope you decide to swing by home sometime. I know it wouldn’t be as easy as just dropping in, but all the complicated stuff aside, I miss you. So do Ma n’ Pa, even if they don’t talk about it. Cass wants to meet ya proper too. (I’ve told her stories about what I remember, but it’s been a while so I might’ve started to embellish a lil.)

I know you’re never gonna read this, but it felt kinda good to write it. I hope you can tell that I’m wishin you luck, and that you’re sendin some back my way- I think I could use it.

Aidan

16. A conversation between your OC and their best friend

“I can’t BELIEVE y’all filled my room with fireflies.”

“Does it truly count if they’re entirely illusory? They all dissipated within the hour, you know! Utterly harmless.”

“Yeah, the prank might’ve been harmless, but you n’ Nox decidin’ to team up against me sure as hell ain’t! I’ve been double betrayed- and ya even got Ardic in on it so TRIPLE, triple betrayed!”

“Ohhh, so dramatic! All the world against poor Kieran, whatever will you do?”

“Y’know, Rana, I just don’t know. Who can I even trust anymore?? This level of scheming shook me down t’my core, y’know, I don’t even know what to do with myself.”

“You truly are a modern Atlas, holding the weight of the world on those little shoulders of yours.”

“My burden is a heavy one.”

“(laughter) Well, if it would lift your spirits, we could plan a counterattack? I’ve seen Nox and Galssa spending a good deal of time together, I’m sure we could enlist her aid for a bit of tomfoolery!”

“(theatric gasp) SURANA DARETH, you fuckin’ turncoat! I swear I don’t even know ya anymore!

…. I Absolutely wanna do that though, yeah- what’re you thinkin’?”

#ask #(THANK YOU FOR INDULGING ME)#(SORRY IN ADVANCE)#ramblerogue

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ourotakuparadise · 5 years ago

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Relationship with Aika and Stella

Ohh! A request about my babies girls!

OCs quoted: Gol D. Aika & Stella D. Silverstorm

……..♦……..

Aika

Essa mulher... É terrivelmente adorável!

Estar em um relacionamento com ela é um sonho;

Você pode esperar ser sufocado de afeto e amor dessa doce alma;

Compreensiva, amorosa, carinhosa e boa ouvinte;

Ela também é flexível e sabe se adaptar a situações e pessoas;

Você é do tipo tímido? Tudo bem, ela garantirá que você está confortável;

Personalidade extrovertida e ama carinho? Não se preocupe, ela não tem problemas ou vergonha com PDA;

Você tem uma personalidade estoica e reservada? Ela sabe lidar;

Inconsequente e impulsivo? Mamãe tengu será sua babá também e espere alguns sermões...

Personalidade agressiva e explosiva? Ela com sua paciência surpreendente lida com seu temperamento;

Você é do tipo provocador e atrevido? Ohoho! Aika dá um giro de 180° graus e sabe ter uma língua afiada;

Alguns momentos ela parece mais agir como sua mãe do que como namorada;

“Babe, é melhor levar um casaco, está frio lá fora!” / “Amor, você parece desanimado hoje... Quer conversar?” / “Carinho! Você já comeu?” / “Não me importo se for só um arranhão! Apenas deixe que eu cuide de você!”, etc.

Embora ela seja paciente não a teste... Será assustador vê-la irritada e você não vai dormir por semanas!

A propósito sobre ciúmes ela é bem equilibrada, mas cuidado que ela é sensível em certos pontos;

Ela é muito protetora de você;

Não a culpe, Aika tem um passado obscuro com a perda de muitos entes queridos e a ideia de perder você é o pior pesadelo dela;

Ame-a com toda sua alma e faça-a feliz.

Stella

Nossa querida bruxinha do mar;

Você ganhou na loteria estando em um relacionamento com ela;

Ela leva tudo a sério, em um relacionamento isso não é diferente;

Por causa de sua posição no exército revolucionário ela faz o possível para sempre ter algum tempo decente juntos entre missões e reuniões sem abandonar suas responsabilidades;

Além disso Stella faz o impossível par manter a relação amorosa de vocês em sigilo máximo do resto do mundo;

Embora ser um revolucionário já significa estar em constante perigo a última coisa que ela quer é que você esteja em perigo por causa dela;

Mas caso aconteça espere uma tempestade marinha e maremotos por onde ela passar para te proteger;

Ela literalmente vai amaldiçoar quem te ferir;

Não é brincadeira! Ela realmente vai fazer isso!

Mudando de assunto... Ela é bem ciumenta;

Não é que ela não confie em você, ela só não consegue evitar e vai ficar emburrada por um tempo (chega a ser fofo algumas vezes);

Novamente mudando de assunto, se você se interessar pelos costumes da família ou sobre ela ser uma bruxa, cuidado com o que fala e faz;

Stella acha legal você gostar dessa natureza dela, mas não faça piadas estereotipadas sobre bruxas;

Ela odeia quando fazem piadas sobre bruxas: “Oh! Vai me transformar em sapo?” ou: “Cadê sua vassoura voadora?” ou até “Achei que todas as bruxas eram velhas com o rosto cheio de verrugas!”

Nunca brinque com os itens e artefatos de bruxaria dela (muitos são de rara obtenção e outros podem matar se mal manuseados);

Sabo parou na enfermaria com um olho roxo por causa desses motivos;

Se você souber como lidar com a personalidade dela, Stella fará o mesmo e isso vocês serão o casal mais fofo desse mundo.

……..♦……..

Aika

This woman ... is terribly adorable!

Being in a relationship with her is a dream;

You can expect to be choked with affection and love from that sweet soul;

Understanding, loving, caring and good listener;

She is also flexible and knows how to adapt to situations and people;

Are you the shy type? Okay, it will make sure you're comfortable;

Extrovert personality and love affection? Don't worry, she has no problems or shame with PDA;

Do you have a stoic and reserved personality? She can handle;

Inconsistent and impulsive? Mom tengu will be your nanny too and wait for some sermons ...

Aggressive and explosive personality? She with her amazing patience deals with her temperament;

Are you the provocative and sassy type? Ohoho! Aika rotates 180 degrees and knows how to have a sharp tongue;

Sometimes she seems to act more like her mother than a girlfriend;

“Babe, you better get a coat, it's cold outside!” / “Honey, you look down today… Want to talk?” / “Darling! Have you eaten yet? ”/“ I don't care if it's just a scratch! Just let me take care of you! ”, Etc.

Although she is patient not the test ... It will be scary to see her angry and you will not sleep for weeks!

By the way about jealousy she is well balanced, but beware that she is sensitive at certain points;

She is very protective of you;

Don't blame her, Aika has a dark past with the loss of many loved ones and the idea of losing you is her worst nightmare;

Love her with all your soul and make her happy.

Stella

Our dear sea witch;

You won the lottery by being in a relationship with her;

She takes everything seriously, in a relationship this is no different;

Because of her position in the revolutionary army she makes it possible to always have some decent time together between missions and meetings without relinquishing her responsibilities;

Besides, Stella, make the impossible to keep your love relationship in the strictest confidence from the rest of the world;

Although being a revolutionary already means being in constant danger the last thing she wants is for you to be in danger because of her;

But if it does, expect a sea storm and tidal waves to pass through to protect you;

She will literally curse anyone who hurts you;

It's no joke! She will really do it!

Changing the subject ... She's very jealous;

It's not that she doesn't trust you, she just can't help it and she's going to be sulky for a while (it gets cute sometimes);

Again changing the subject, if you are interested in or about family customs, be careful what you say and do;

Stella thinks it's cool that you like her nature, but don't make stereotypical jokes about witches;

She hates it when they make jokes about witches: “Oh! Are you going to transform me a frog? ”Or “Where's your broom?” Or even “I thought all the witches were old with a warty face! ”

Never play with her witchcraft items and artifacts (many are rare to obtain and others can kill if mishandled);

Sabo ended up in the ward with a black eye for these reasons;

If you know how to deal with her personality, Stella will do the same and you will be the cutest couple in this world.

……..♦……..

Aika

¡Esta mujer ... es terriblemente adorable!

Tener una relación con ella es un sueño;

Puedes esperar ser ahogado con afecto y amor de esa dulce alma;

Comprensión, amor, cuidado y buen oyente;

También es flexible y sabe adaptarse a situaciones y personas;

¿Eres del tipo tímido? De acuerdo, se asegurará de que estés cómodo;

¿Personalidad extrovertida y afecto amoroso? No se preocupe, ella no tiene problemas ni vergüenza con PDA;

¿Tienes una personalidad estoica y reservada? Ella puede manejar;

¿Inconsistente e impulsivo? Mamá Tengu será tu niñera también y espera algunos sermones ...

¿Personalidad agresiva y explosiva? Ella con su increíble paciencia trata con su temperamento;

¿Eres del tipo provocativo y atrevido? Ohoho! Aika gira 180 grados y sabe cómo tener una lengua afilada;

A veces parece que se parece más a su madre que a una novia;

"¡Cariño, es mejor que te pongas un abrigo, hace frío afuera!" / "Bebé, miras hacia abajo hoy ... ¿Quieres hablar?" / "¡Bebé! ¿Ya comiste? ”/“ ¡No me importa si es solo un rasguño! ¡Solo déjame cuidarte! ”, Etc.

Aunque ella es paciente, no la prueba ... ¡Será aterrador verla enojada y no dormirás durante semanas!

Por cierto sobre los celos, ella está bien equilibrada, pero ten cuidado de que es sensible en ciertos puntos;

Ella te protege mucho;

No la culpes, Aika tiene un pasado oscuro con la pérdida de muchos seres queridos y la idea de perderte es su peor pesadilla;

Ámala con toda tu alma y hazla feliz.

Stella

Nuestra querida bruja marina;

Ganaste la lotería al estar en una relación con ella;

Ella toma todo en serio, en una relación esto no es diferente;

Debido a su posición en el ejército revolucionario, hace posible tener siempre un tiempo decente juntos entre misiones y reuniones sin renunciar a sus responsabilidades;

Además, Stella, hace lo imposible de mantener tu relación amorosa en la más estricta confianza del resto del mundo;

Aunque ser revolucionaria ya significa estar en peligro constante, lo último que quiere es que tú estés en peligro por ella;

Pero si lo hace, espere que pase una tormenta marina y maremotos para protegerlo;

Ella literalmente maldecirá a cualquiera que te lastime;

¡No es un juego! Ella realmente lo hará!

Cambiando de tema ... Ella está muy celosa;

No es que ella no confíe en ti, simplemente no puede evitarlo y va a estar malhumorada por un tiempo (a veces es lindo);

Nuevamente cambiando de tema, si está interesado en o acerca de las costumbres familiares, tenga cuidado con lo que dice y hace;

Stella piensa que es genial que te guste su naturaleza, pero no hagas bromas estereotipadas sobre brujas;

Odia cuando hacen bromas sobre brujas: “¡Oh! ¿Me vas a hacer una rana? ”O“ ¿Dónde está tu escoba voladora? ”O incluso“ ¡Pensé que todas las brujas eran viejas con una cara verrugosa! ”

Nunca juegues con sus objetos y artefactos de brujería (muchos son raros de obtener y otros pueden matar si se manejan mal);

Sabo terminó en la sala con un ojo morado por estas razones;

Si sabes cómo lidiar con su personalidad, Stella hará lo mismo y tú serás la pareja más linda del mundo.

#Gol D. Aika #Stella D. Silverstorm #op headcanons #op imagine #op oc x reader #op #one piece #one piece imagine #one piece headcanons #one piece oc x reader

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everett-hw-blog · 7 years ago

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Ficha Everett

Nombre real: Chae Hyung Won

Nombre Oc: Everett

Edad: 20 años aparentes

Sexualidad: Bisexual

Raza: Tritòn

Trabajo: Entrenador de animales marinos en parques acuáticos los fines de semana y actor teatral.

Historia:

Aquel a quien llamaron como a su raza “Tritón” padre de todos los tritones, rey del océano, era hijo del mismo Poseidón, la mitología griega no está equivocada, Poseidón era el dios del Océano, pero así como Zeus, este también tuvo descendencia.

Tritón, padre de Everett y de todo otro tritón y sirena existente, era una clase hombre fornido, de apariencia vieja y en vez de piernas, una cola de pez le acompaña, seres grandes, atrayentes, magníficos para aquellos que supieran apreciar la belleza que solo los nietos de un dios pueden poseer. La misión de los tritones era; escoltar a Poseidón en sus recorridos por el mar, guiarlo y apartar a los navegantes para que no sufrieran uno muerte terrible, Everett no recuerda por completo esa parte de su vida ya que han pasado demasiados siglos desde aquel entonces, aunque está seguro que nunca vio al dichoso dios, solo seguía como todos a su padre, el Tritón más grande en el océano, no había nadie que le superara en tamaño, poder, así como tampoco había uno de los suyos que pudiera cargar el tridente que llevaba, era algo hermoso, hundirse en las profundidades de ese mundo azul, mirar al resto de su raza nadar debajo de ellos verlos cruzar como él.

Las sirenas por su parte eras las que se encargaban de atraer el alimento, ellos solo podían comer animales marinos si eran brindados por Poseidón ya que al igual que el resto de criaturas, ellos también formaban parte de esa vida, por lo que la era de la piratería, fue la mejor que ellos pudieron tener, lo recuerda perfectamente, gustaba mirar de lejos como las hembras de la manada cantaban y atraían a los humanos al agua, había muchos mitos sobre ello, que los arrastraban debajo del mar para volverlos sus amantes, pero no era cierto, los hundían para que se ahogaras y ellos se pudieran alimentar, eran el único ser vivo que podían comer sin ser brindado por su creador, de ahí su dieta era basada en plantas acuáticas.

Todo iba bien en los principios de la vida, sin embargo, el humano tiene el don de la evolución, crecer como sociedad, los seres como Everett fueron catalogados como “animales” aun si aun tenían humanidad en su fisionomía, supo que las cosas irían mal, pronto la caza empezó.

Los tritones son mitad humanos, por los que necesitan un tiempo para salir a la superficie a respirar un poco de aire, tener oxígeno en ese sistema respiratorio tan complejo, podían respirar bajo el agua pero era necesario un poco de eso que los humanos respiraba, sin embargo, eso se les fue prohibido por el rey, no podían salir a tomar aire, corrían el riesgo de ser cazados y por esa misma ley, mientras buscaban algún atajo entre las corrientes marinas que les llevara a alguna cueva donde poder salir a tomar aire, muchos de sus compañeros iban muriendo, no solo ahogados, si no por falta de alimentos, no podían vivir comiendo solamente los vegetales del mar, ya que también habían criaturas marinas que se alimentaban de estas, eran los guardianes de todo el mundo azul, debían soportar, pero algunos simplemente no resistían y morían.

Las cosas empeoraron cuando una de las Sirenas rompió las reglas, el hambre la llevó a subir a la superficie y al encantar a uno de los hombres que había en una enorme embarcación, fue atrapada, Tritón intentó salvar a su hija de la crueldad humana, pero la ciencia en los humanos había crecido tanto, sus defensas, armas, envenenaron esa zona de las aguas con algo que Everett en ese momento no supo reconocer, pero cuando tocaba su piel la tintaba en negro y ardía. Una ola empujó a él y los pocos de sus hermanos lejos, pudo ver como armas eran lanzadas contra tritón, su tridente se hundió en las profundidades, más de uno intentó cogerlo y salvarlo, pero al final vieron solo agujeros que drenaban su plateada sangre esa misma sangre que sanó esa zona, pero fueron testigos de cómo se quemaba, ellos sufrieron, era el rey, y no es como si hubiera una familia real, estaban a la deriva, sin nada, sin nadie…

Toda su raza se escondió en una cueva, la mayoría había muerto a causa de esa toxina, solo quedaban unos pocos, ¿Eso era la extinción? Tenía miedo, solo Tritón tenía el poder de hacer que más como ellos nacieran. Días y noches, de acuerdo a sus costumbres, pidieron a Poseidón que devolviera la vida a su rey y padre, o que le diera a alguien el poder de este, que pudiera tomar el tridente y hacer que las aguas les obedecieran, tener el poder en el clima y vengarlo, pero ese mismo deseo hizo que Poseidón se negara. Un canto místico sobre el océano, eso era Poseidón, algo que viajaba con el viento, en cada pez, en cada partícula en las aguas, tendrían que irse, desaparecer hasta que el humana olvidara que ellos existían y pasaran a ser un mito. El tridente fue dividido en pequeñas prendas que pudieran cargar, a Everett le fue entregado un brazalete de oro, que les daba don parcial de lo que era Tritón.

El gusto duró poco, pudieron haber vivido bien, pero el humano no les dejaría en paz, tenían el poder pero si el mismo Tritón no había podido, menos cuando todo estaba dividido, los cielos se olvidaron de ellos, a los tritones no los cazaron, fue a las sirenas, solo que para poder huir, tuvieron que dejar aquel oro destellante que brillaba con ellos, todos los brazaletes, partes del tridente de Tritón, yacen en las profundidades del mar azul.

Dicen que si no puedes con tus enemigos, te unas a estos, Everett fue de los primeros, nado kilómetros hasta llegar a una costa, donde al salir y secarse, un par de piernas aparecieron, recuerda que para poder andar le costó mucho, pero aprendió a que ese par de extremidades extras le funcionaran, así tuvo que combinarse entre los humanos, por suerte llegó a aquella ciudad que prometía la libertad, solo quería vivir en paz y sin huir, fue así que encontró un trabajo digno, un par de ellos, entrenador en un acuario y como actor secundario en obras teatrales, también cantante y bailarín de apoyo, nada que acapare mucho la atención.

Extras, Habilidades y Debilidades:

- Como algo natural, tiene el tributo de poder controlar el agua, pero nunca de forma ofensiva, siempre de manera defensiva.

- No puede crear agua.- Puede reproducirse pero sus descendientes no tendrán sus habilidades, serán humanos ya que él vive como uno.

- Tiene el don de respirar debajo del agua.

- Hablar con los animales marinos, comunicarse con estos es algo común por eso es bueno en su trabajo, y también sabe si los animales están enfermos o necesitan atención.

- Es vegetariano. Al no ser más un tritón, no tiene los regalos de Poseidón. Come carne humana si se da la oportunidad (que es raro) y comer otros animales le hace daño.

- Cuando una criatura de fuego se acerca a él, puede llegar a desmayarse o sangrar de la nariz u oídos.

- Le gustan los climas fríos.

- Le tiene miedo a los humanos en su mayoría.

- Su cola solo aparece si toca agua viva, ya sea de río, mar, no pasa si toca agua tratada por humanos.

- Cuando come carne humana, tiene fuerza sobre humana, sino, es una enclenque como se ve.

- Sus rasgos faciales dicen mucho de lo que es, por eso lo han apodado “Rana” o “Prince frog” ya que su labio superior es mas prominente y la forma de su nariz demás de sus rasgos.

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{diS[Aster, ease], ePiDemic, famine}s were [re]{sTART, cReaT}eD since 9-11[-2016] [un, dis]LiKe 9-11 USA.. https://www.facebook.com/BuzzFeedIndia/videos/1684759014917912 iT-ThOSe {eCLiPs, eNGuLF, seiz}eD the [proGress of, [after]li{ve, fe style}s of] https://www.facebook.com/TheWireHindi/videos/536010333417837 {pOVerty-sTRicken+daRiDra, SC{s}daLiT, weak{s}kamZor, OBC{s}baHujan, ST{s}aD[h]iwAsi}et+al: http://boltahindustan.com/congress-mp-targets-pm-modi-over-noteban-celebration/ Q&As: https://www.quora.com/What-are-the-worst-U-turns-made-by-BJP-after-forming-the-government BjP {pun, STANCe} oN [NOTeBaNDi, eNForCeD punishMent?, [de, re]MoneTiZation} https://www.facebook.com/1383922705169789/videos/1937398176488903 iNDo reLiGioSe+ri{Gh/Ot, TuaL[isTic]} poLi[Ti]C{inG, s, ieS} {ri[gh,o], [t,f]aC}T[e,ual] bRahminic{al}feuD+aR[y,e]an{ist}[K]ShaTriya+tRaDe{st}cast[L]e Bj goVern[nance,ment,dhun] maDe [tRaGeDy – Rahul Gandhi, murDers] https://youtu.be/u2RnksqNPvI O₂ lesS sLauGhters in Go[R,L]ak[s]hPur religiose-political strategics[pseudo]science: enSuring benefits of own[selves,serfs-slaves], [exe,perSe]Cuting {surgical-strikes on, poLaRizing, diViding, deVising} other[familie,team,organisation,opPosition,partie]s, time & again; pu[sh,ll][ed,an] them in hell. Did u bear [with] it? Or eLSe, how you[r's] reMained/[over,be]Came unTouched by this {most}? [de,re]MoneTization aNThem: ये लाइन मे खड़ा है तू: https://youtu.be/c_fp1u74ctw जो आजकल: https://youtu.be/5em0wMt67xg कूटनीति-राजनीती शास्त्र-कला{कारी}कलह: अपनों के लाभ{मंदे,तेज़,slow,fluent}फ़ायदे {साध,सुलभ,सरल,सहज,निश्चित,निश्चिन्त}कर, अन्यों-विपक्षियों [पर,का] कर[गुज़र]ते चले[गुप्त]भागे शल्य-शैल्य-शोषण-प्रहार-हानि, {ध्रुवी, टूट[-ी]फूट}करण, बार-म-वॉर; उनके-ऊपर [भाड़,वर्चस्व:,प्रभुत्वं] बना/ उनको [भाड़,वर्चस्व:,प्रभुत्वं] में धकेल, जी[त]ते जिए। क्या आप [इसे, इसके-साथ] {सह[म]ते, गुज़[-ा]रते} रहे? या फिर, आप/तुम्हारे इस{ सब}से कैसे अछूते रहे? Ash[O]ARAm BA{p,b}u: https://youtu.be/d2l0sdFBugM Narendra Mod{i, e+l}OpeRanDe किफ़ायती पन्थी? वादा-खिलाफ़ती-दावे Oath breaker-brokers OR eX[P,T]ensi[ve,ble]Peri[m]ent[al] iDeoLoGical hap[py,pen]hazard[ous][harm,hurt]ful dePredator wings-organisations-parTease-टाल-म-तोल-[ट]टोलियां-टीलें-सटोरिये-pervert-ठिठोलियां सीधे-साधे-भ[ट,ड़]काऊँ-भूले[-ं]भोले-भालें-तीरें {कठो,[कोठ,ठाक,डाक]:-उ,ठोक,ठुके}र-िये[दुर्ग:caST[L-e]proPa[g,p,b-h]anda(go)Spellभेड़िये-साँड़(ef)Forts]mob[उग्र]भीड़[में][भेड़ियें,भेड़ें,साँड़,मेढ़ें,कुत्तें]->भाड़-hell:भिड़े-भड़-बुझे-ख़रबूजें, उठाईगिरे, सेब-Base, आम, डुचे-ठुके, [र,श]-ाम, ड[न्-ग]रे, दबे-ढके, ग़ाज़रें-मूलियाँ, डँ[-ा]टे, सँते-सटे, मुड़े-बुढ़े, मरे-खबे, [[इति]आदि,अद्,बद,सीधे,सधे,सादे,टेढ़े,मेढे]-भुत[क़ाले, go[र,ल][क्षे,-े,खे]], तजे-भजे-भजिये-तजृबें-तजुर्बें-तरबूज़ें, etc. [p,m]arT[y,iaL][s]Bj के अच्छे{proPa}GanD{e,A} https://youtu.be/faBjO-yWb8M बे+इज़्ज़त {Ri-gh/ot-ist, [sa]WARNa, [P]ARTiFiCiaL} LoC{aL}LoG note[n]ki baAz rahe {g,j}aye guza[a]re gaye hain. tHe {de,re}MoneTization ciRcus: https://youtu.be/YqwVOWYJSxw {B/P+L}uNDer – AiB ................ भारत में लोकतंत्र के नाम पर नौटंकी: https://youtu.be/4LHpOeX3jvI WAman MeShRAm [a]bRah[a]m[in]ic{al}feuD + [erR,aR][y,e][n,a]{ist}[k][s]hatri[ya] + tRaDe{st}cAST[L]e ने कैसे बनाया राष्ट्र+क्षेत्र{प्र}देश[-ियों] https://youtu.be/GXBReBAH7TQ को ग़ुलाम{उ}दास? PoLi[Ti]c[e]aL [hi]Story: https://youtu.be/fnWQONkPsXc V. L. MaTanG, BMP: https://youtu.be/pdRRYCE4tNk ~10% का शासन: https://youtu.be/XyFTVJMRpPU ~90%+ पर चलेगा नहीं : https://youtu.be/bbJGbKj1L0o महेश राठी समाजवाद: https://youtu.be/KWvFh30m_3Y ~SC आपको अपना उद्धार स्वयं करना होगा: https://youtu.be/2rEd44TfSwY मा. वामन मेश्राम. koi bha[G,D]wa-n-bhag[a,u]ts Aye to Apke sonhAr+murDe ho sakte hain [zulm, {sha,sho,choO}Shak, jurm](i) poshaq? https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=414847158909004 {जाति,वर्ण}{वादी,गर्द} [अ][न्,नु]याय[-ी] व्यवस्था को ख़त्म करना हमारा उद्देश्य: https://youtu.be/RWxvvaKussY aSMiTA: https://youtu.be/dF1YDdQbZpw tHeaTre: https://youtu.be/nqsoLLhHtOI gRoup: https://youtu.be/hRrVtyadGjk {soNGs} https://youtu.be/ovW7S8yALKc [please] Do not use word-phrase {some[one,thing]} upRising[s]. It is [very, too] ofFensive. It had been used world over by [dominant, feudal] [propeller, con-vict-or]s to define-declare protests as upRisings, and then crush those, "by hook or by crook" modi operandi. You can use word like Rising Lagging/Scheduled Classes/Castes/Tribes/Dalits/Shudra. ओबीसी जोड़ों अभियान: https://youtu.be/w_ql5afL7lg बामसेफ MuSLiM{s}friEnD: https://youtu.be/GjRQFyPMxcQ https://www.facebook.com/1488418371216468/videos/1557226331002338 AmbedKarism: https://youtu.be/Vu1Klyrk05s?t=3m13s Dr. Ram Puniyani, Social aCTivist & auThor सस्ता खाना नहीं, हमें हमारी मेहनत के व-ेतन चाहिए: https://youtu.be/E93AKH2j9Ds We Need Our Stuff, Not Cheap Food Dr. Ambedkar{& his, ism}phi[Lo-So]phy: https://youtu.be/mjld-Ks_Gqw [MP] Sharad Yadav 85-90% बाहु{सांख्यकी,ज[-ा]नि}[क़] [सन्घठन, चेतना, सुविज्ञ[आन], प्रज्ञा] ज़िन्दाबाद:सम्भावित:साबित !? ................ दोनों[म,व,मा]रनेवाले [ज़्यादा,अधिक]तर [अधिकांक्षी,बहूजन,बाहूसँख्यक]85-90%[शूद्र:OBCs, दलित:Dalits, आदिवासी:Ad[h]iwasis, {धार्मिक:अल्पसंख्यक:साँस्कृतिक:नृजातीय}minorities] होते रहे गुज़[-ा]रे-गए। Brahm[a,e,i]n[ism,s] https://youtu.be/q2s3AcQZJd0 eXPosed Arya{ns} https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aryanism were aLiens-forEigners: https://www.facebook.com/MoolnivasiMedia/videos/249675415436976 to huge iNDi[an,es] subContinent Brahm[a,e,i]n Girl rePly: https://youtu.be/EQKgVytO-90 [brahmenब्राम्हणb[al]ramhu[ma]n, [k]shatriya, tradest] बस घट[-ी,ना] को {स्क्रिप्टित, son-culp-rit, स्वीकृत}अर्थवा[स्कृप्ट-लिखते, [मा,ता][नसिक,न्त्रिक]क्रियान्वित{करते}[अ]हिंसा, तमाश[बीन]बनते[नरसिँहित,गौरीमा]] गुज़[-ा]रे[ते]गए। सम्विधान, क़ानून एवं व्यवस्था: https://youtu.be/0fRtlUSg8VI प्रो. रतन लाल राष्ट्र[प्र]देश को वर्ण[su,क़ु,सम्][वर्चस्व,प्रभुत्व]ता के प्रोपेगैंडा[अ,दुर्]बोध[आतुर]एजेंडे से बचा[ना।, या?] [bLoG] ब्राह्मणी+[k]shatriya: https://brahminsexposed.wordpress.com {crime, horror, terror}ism जितनी गहराई में जाँचो{गे}पुरखो, {धर्म के आधार पर बनाईं गयीं, धार्मी[आ]धारित} [शोच,संशोध]नीय प्र[शो,को]ष[ण,क़] व्यवस्थाएं समझ[पा,ते,जा]ओगे। राष्ट्र[प्र]देश को [सम्]प्रबुद्ध [पौरुष, स्त्रीत्व, आत्मियत] प्रदान [करें।, कराया?] ................ सन्घ-ुटन:RsS [{raCe, tRaDe, cAST[L]e}st] के मनगढ़ंत इतिहास और बढ़ते सांप्रदायिक d{aNGe}r: https://youtu.be/x-HVaUje3Kg इरफ़ान हबीब, इतिहासकार सबका साथ: https://youtu.be/gUCn8y-ermk {p,m}ART[Y,iaL]Bj+{err,ar}{y,a}{n,a}{ist}v[a]ish[y,w]a का विकास; कुछ{%}कुछ का {सत्या,वि}नाश Genesis of RSS & poLiTical aGenDa: https://youtu.be/vgXZlFLpWSc 56" का सीना: https://youtu.be/9AQPU1oXEH0 {झ��ठ बोल, धक्{के}झट दे+दे} कर जीन�� [cRime{iSm}terRor, s[h]a[i]TAn[iyat, ists], ज़ुल्म{-ाना?,i}jurm] KaiRANA, aFTer proPaGanDa & ruMors: https://youtu.be/6qOoeq6dYtA कैराना प्र[चा,सा]र{-ों}अफ़वाह के बाद निचली राजनीति पर उतर आयीं हैं BJP+RsS: https://youtu.be/Jck9GOkq2yo BjP is sToOPinG to the loWeR leVeLs of poLiTics – अरुण शोरी SaHARanpur d{anGe}r: https://youtu.be/n70JQeGY07k?t=2m34s pRiMe-TiMe गड़करी + bRahmin juntA {p,m}Art[y,iars] https://youtu.be/nn98r6yyRp0 Q&As: https://www.quora.com/Is-BJP-an-anti-Dalits-party नुक्सान{गर्द{i}गर्त} moDe[L]{oPeR,proPA[G,jh]}anD{e,A,oO}] of {p,m}ART[Y,iAL]Bj: https://youtu.be/k6mQ010ueVg rac[i,e]{st}cAST[L]e https://youtu.be/hOKAd2Gj9k4 आरक्षण के ख़िलाफ़: भाजपा नेता सुब्रमण्यं स्वामी: https://youtu.be/YtWXEpm1674 {Poem} On Saharanpur, UP: https://youtu.be/p2L7zhF-fd8 b[i]ased+shrewd+Ri+gh/o+ts RajPuts V/s gullible+poor Dalits 7 Historic facts aBout RSS: https://youtu.be/MntX_MvTLj8 iNDian Hindu orGaniZation [aRTiCLe] http://www.huffingtonpost.in/2017/04/14/30-ambedkar-quotes-that-may-surprise-the-bjp_a_22039425/ Q&As: https://www.quora.com/How-is-RSS-related-to-Hindu-terrorism Q&As: https://www.quora.com/Is-BJP-anti-intellectual-and-anti-artist ................ सन्घी, मोदी, वर्ण:धर्म{राज,कूट,फूट,नीति}पार्टी, भाजपा, {भग,बल,भड़}वा[न], son{s[Q]Ar, sTripTeaSe, CuLP+RiT, sCri[p]t}[i], sont:गुरु, योगी, व दायाँपंथी [वि][भ]-ु{क्त,गत,जत}-ाँ उनकी हिन्दू बहनों को भी {गाली, धमकी} देने व {बदनाम, गन्दा?, बलात्कार?, नङ्गा?, नीचा} करने में कोई कसर नही छोड़ते: https://www.facebook.com/Jaunpurexpress/videos/433949200335843 पँखुड़ी पाठक, SP आप ये नहीं कह सकते कि हिंदू आतंकवाद नहीं है. पहले हिंदू कट्टरपंथी बातचीत करते थे, अब वे हिंसा करते हैं: http://www.bbc.com/hindi/social-41842950 कमल हसन छि: छिः [raC{i,e}st] [a]bRah[a]M[{a,i,e}N]ic{al}feUD+aR[y,e]an{ist}[k]shatriya+tRaDe{st}cAST[L]e sar[O]KAR: https://www.facebook.com/AliSohrab/videos/970741639740492 [violence, [re,op,de,sup]pression, corruption, [trans,re,ag,di]gression, terror-ism] in the name of [re[li]gion, nature, [oc,diffi]cult[ure,ism], states] which is [non-truthful, unlawful] भारत माता की जय: https://youtu.be/031Gp5PtuVg NDTV MeToO: https://www.jansatta.com/trending-news/n-light-of-metoo-campaign-dancers-make-a-video-about-surviving-seksual-abuse-for-years/483205/ TerRoR{ism}cRime has {tRaDiTional, eXTReme, orThoDox, eXCepTional} re[Li]Gions, in{Fact, Deed} aL[most a]L re[Li,Di](e)GiOns. इ/उ+न्होंने धर्म नहीं/कब त्यागा:तजा!? धर्म ने भी इन्हें न/कभी त्यागा:तजा!? Q&As: https://www.quora.com/How-non-correct-is-the-claim-Terrorism-has-no-religion [ब्रह्म/भ्राम-ान/इन, आर्य-न, are-a-n, [k]shatriya, वैश्य, वर्ण]बाद[आ]दाब[ईर्ष्या, उग्र, घृणा, भय, d-ange-r, आतंक, निरस्कार, डर, बहिष्कार, ख़ौफ़]वाद{-ा, -े,-ी}दाव https://img.ifcdn.com/images/4c3c9055eaea49a17eb2b2714564a8751eb9d4c0c6f9f0d70e75245fd44c25b0_1.jpg ................ SuPreme Court of iNDia's reTired Hon'ble JuStice MArkanDey KATju's DaRing iNTerView: https://www.facebook.com/SasuSwamy/videos/1175934229179365 [PLs] {Do, MuST}{n't misS, waTCh} pSeuDo{reG,raT,naT}ion[al][ist]s: https://youtu.be/2h0q_bkwra8 A. RANA ~10% का शासन: https://youtu.be/XyFTVJMRpPU ~90%+ पर चलेगा नहीं iNKi SoORaT kO PehChAnO BhAi: https://youtu.be/s0QETSCliRk SamBhAji BhaGat जिस रूट पर बुलेट ट्रेन चलाएगी मोदी+pART[iaL,y]Bj सरOकार: http://www.nationaldastak.com/…/route-on-bullet-train-it-ha… उस रूट की 40% सीटें खाली raC[i,e]{st}cAST[L]e {रूढ़ कूढ़, बूढ़} वाढ{a,i,e}दाव गुट:जुठ {वा,दौ,धा}{र्ण,र्म,र्ग}iQ मग़ज़+MinDSets+क्षेत्र{प्र}देश: http://naisadak.org/सारे-कूढ़मगज-संघी-नहीं-हो sLaVe girl – CRAZY SHiT tHe QURAN says #1: https://youtu.be/TIur6akd0YQ {TruTh, ReaL[ism,ity], FaCT, eViDence}s [are, should+must be] [b{e,a,u,i}tTer, iMPRoV[iS]eD] Can iNDia become a superpower? https://youtu.be/zXZ4pRhY-kU eQuaLizing Dr BR AmbedKar &|Vs reLiGiose Barrister MK Gandhi: https://youtu.be/XoQ_D5G6sXg Osho How to identify Fake News in India?? https://youtu.be/Ezcng6hyWp4 Dhruv Rathee AiB: {proPa}GAn{C,D}{hi,A,e}[un] [iN]ConGress:UPA Vs aScetic[s]{P,M}aRT[y]Bj:NDA : https://youtu.be/qStXxdRJtms good:bad cops:poLi[Ti]c[s,ing] भारत के पौड़ानिक:नौयुगी दासतानें{अ}फँसानें: https://www.facebook.com/MoolnivasiMedia/videos/249559375448580 sLavery[en]Trapments श्रमिक कोष: http://thewirehindi.com/23977/laptops-washing-machines-purchased-from-the-fund-of-rs-29000-crore-for-the-construction-workers-the-supreme-court-is-shocked/ {फ़िज़ूल, यूँ ही, al, err} ख़र्च छि: छिः [P]aRT(y{ rAj}, i[FiCi]aL)Bj+iNC, ND{A,MoDi} UP{A,ADityaNAth}, RsS, VHP, HMS, [B]Dal+Bal, [H, Br, Ks, S.R]Sena, etc, [M]aRT[s,rAj,iaL]s BjP{व,ians}iNC आय स्रोत: http://thewirehindi.com/17951/bjp-congress-anonymous-sources-of-money/ अज्ञात !! #+#+#+#

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