#qifts

[rrez-art]

Albanian Miku shredding the qifteli

[maoxyi]

Spike Spiegel in traditional Albanian clothing playing the qifteli cause I said so

Taking him and makin him Albanian for the funnies… I’m very proud of this one :D

[egypt-museum]

Statue of god Min

Predynastic Period, Naqada II, ca. 3700-3200 BC. From Qift ("Coptos"). Now in the Ashmolean Museum. AN1894.105.d

[astradyke]

yup yup yup let's just say I've always observed this as someone who's happy to have a boyfriend who's quite qifted anon is so right. not to get tmi but when we do switch my earth fuckin turns upside down so yeah. I can always tell when they have just by a certain glint in dan's eyes lmao

REAL AS FUCKKKKK REAL AS FUCK!! first of all i am so elated for you congratulations and second of all: no because like i do think very fondly about the days where everyone (guilty as charged) thought dan was bottoming all of the time because Jesus Christ give his poor ass a break 😭 especially in the original "Phil has a big dick" controversy era of Interactive Introverts which might have been a unique experience i have no idea if anybody was actually discoursing about this at the time or if my friends were just having a weird weekend ANYWAY like. Yeah. versatility is beautiful ❤️ Phil was not the only one obliterating anyone's anything in '09- Also okay should i stop using that verbiage? because I think it's really funny but I have directly talked verbatim about Dan getting his "twink hole" obliterated way too many times in the last 72 hours just. it's really difficult running a phandom blog in 2024 okay. whatever. hole obliteration is beautiful ❤️

bonus: enjoy this Google search i made trying to make a joke here before realizing it was too complicated and had concerning anatomical implications

[ID: Google search that reads: "deepest hole in the world" end ID]

[daily-instruments]

Daily Instrument — Çifteli

The çifteli is an Albanian plucked double instrument. Played primarily by the Gheg people of northern and central Albania, Southern Montenegro, and Kosovo. The çifteli has a fretted neck and two strings. The bottom string, B, is played as a drone string. And the top string, E, plays the melody. The instrument is diatonic, and is microtonal. Meaning the çifteli plays notes other than the commonly used 12 equal temperament system. 

[mr-paxton]

Gypsies 

[nightmare-speaks]

Carrie was going to give you a gift but that Quentin guy convinced her not to

Didn't she already give me one? We made sure to pack the plushies with us since we're moving.

-Freddy

[rest-in-being]

PETRIT ÇARKAXHIU - Dul behari

Dul behari ni kangës ia mora 

Tanë Kosovës ni selam ia çova

N’ato bjeshkë o mor’ zemrën e treta 

Bukuri si ty kërka nuk gjeta 

Amanet o mor’ prej lotëve t’mallit 

Me dashtë tonin si dy sytë e ballit

[mojavehearts]

Chaotic Neutral GF X Over Boss Colter (PART 2)

(As requested! Sorry I took so long on this I have two jobs atm and I’m working on moving out rn! :D)

Mirelurk hunting + deathclaw taming, that was a normal ‘Friday’ night for the two of you…it’s been many fridays and still no deathclaw pup named fartsalot though, but Colter knows it will happen at some point!

You two made a hobby out of counting caps and going out and finding caps around town, it’s often a game of who will bring home the most, you were almost certain gage was putting more caps further off the centre of town to get you both out of his hair but hey it was his loss and your gain and you did infact always win

You would draw pictures of him while he sat around and smoked or injected some jet and he hung them proudly up in your place no matter how deranged they looked

You made him a necklace with an old piece of thin rope and a Nuka bottle cap, you engraved “give ‘em hell” onto the back, it was one of your first questionable qifts among many that you ended up giving him, he never takes it off and wears it as a badge of honour

He promises one day you guys will tie the knot but…you weren’t really one for such things, you two are basically together for life anyway so what was the point of doing something when it would stay the way it was anyway, and you liked the current arrangment

Colter was a doer, you were an observer so if things needed to be doing, you knew about em…but it wasn’t often you’d say anything about it, if it wasn’t bothering you, you couldn’t care less

One time for a few weeks you started going around pantsing the other raiders around Nuka World, this of course got back to Colter “hey control them please?” …”nahhh” was always the answer

You got bored of it eventually though so…

You guys tend to bicker a lot but never actually fully fledged argue …Often… but when you do the entire encampment hears and you’re put on patrol instead of your usual “do whatever you want lil mole rat”

Yeah the other raiders point out his favouritism and it sucks but you really couldn’t give a damn

You often ran away…like ALOT most times though Colter wasn’t TOO concerned because he knew you could handle yourself, you just like blowing off steam, you always come back up to your room with a big smile and usually a giant mirelurk claw or robot scrap or…one that time assless chaps

He also hangs your drawings of other raiders outside their group place or around Nuka World somewhere where he knows they’d see it

If a Raider goes rogue he uses your drawing of them (from memory btw) as their wanted poster and usually he allows you to take them to their group leader once they’re found which is always fun for you

You know Nuka world inside and out, all the secrets and such, Colter however rarely even left the gates so he has no idea what you’re talking about half the time and just assumes you’d taken a hit of jet or some psycho or what not, and you like to keep him guessing so you just chose not to confirm or deny

You like hanging around with the pack the most, Colter isn’t the jealous type…(a lie he tells himself and you) but he isn’t too keen on Mason at all, especially considering the Packs animalistic natures and beliefs but you loved the chaos and the fact they made it seem…normal

You two one time thought(well you thought and convinced Colter it would bring in more caps) to offer a entertainment venue, singing, dancing…That kind of stuff, but it kind of ended as soon as a group of raiders preformed “pistol packing mama” and a gun fired and shot straight through one of Nishas men…It was pure havoc after that so safe to say it was a one night show

Colter likes to get drunk and sing all those cheesy love songs to you, you hate it, so badly infact that sometimes you take the lift down and pray he falls down and damages his vocal cords

Lazy nights in consisted of Nuka cola and whiskey, using the intercom to make fun of Nisha, Mags and others…mostly gage, and keeping the rest of Nuka town awake while you two play loud music and dance

You knew people were talking shit about Colter, though you had no idea about the entire plan or what was going on there but gage had been acting shady, you assumed it was because the past few weeks colter refused to talk to ANYONE outside of you or Gage so you mostly let it go

You kissed Colter, a gross sloppy kiss a purposeful grace before he got suited up for the fight on a newcomer, while you watched you never thought they’d make it this far so you were excited to see colter take them down “give ‘em hell!” He smiles widely at you and nods “Ha! Of course” he exits the backstage area and into the arena, you take a seat front row, already hollering for him, you see his opponent emerge from the other side, a strange gun in their hand…it looked familiar it looked like…hm you turn your head to gage, sweat pooled on his forehead, his eyes set dead on the rink you watch the battle, this was bad…

You jump up steadily, banging on the glass, something was wrong

You bang as hard as possible, the other raiders just watching you pathetically try to get Colters attention he was being hit harder and harder everytime, getting electrocuted by his own suit

You bang and scream, for once you felt completely…weak, helpless and that pissed you off more than anything

You just watch, sliding down the blockage slowly, you were angry at first yes you stomp over to gage “let me fight them!” He shakes his head “you know the rules, Colter made them, so you should respect them” you scoff loudly, grabbing Gage by the collar shaking him slightly “you fucked faced mother fucker-“ before you could start laying into him you hear a whimpering you snap your head towards Colter and slam open the doors, running towards him, you place yourself onto your knees and rest your hands on his chest he places a weak hand onto you “so much for going out in style” he coughs out, blood piling from the sides of his mouth “you’re gonna keep living anyway but, do it in style, no regrets my little mole rat” he gasps between his words, life slipping from him you nod slowly, he was right. He knew you better than you knew yourself you would keep living, so you may as well do it the way you always wanted, without him or not

you loved colter but gage was right being a raider, death was always at the door and here at Nuka Town as the overboss he played with fire Everyday by your side and you loved every second, and you will continue to do so everyday until you’re eaten by a death law or blown up by a Fatman that was being used by a behemoth, and you would accept this new over boss, hell…maybe there was more out there than just Nuka Town

You yanked off Colters Nuka cap necklace and retie it around your own neck, standing up from his now lifeless frame your eyes narrow you will always keep him close, you will avenge him the only way you know how…by givin em hell wherever you went, maybe you will start with some deathclaw taming for now and see where it takes you

(YIKES sorry it was short and sorry for the angst…Probably NOT what you exactly where hoping for but 😭 I was planning on releasing that last part as a draft sequel to the first one anyway so I figured why not!)

[sidespromptblog]

“Can I ask a question?”

Logan shifted his attention from his rubix cube to the side who’d suddenly asked for his attention all of a sudden, looking back at Remus he saw the perplexed expression that was so unlike the wild chaos that the creative side usual reigned. It was very much unlike him, let alone for him to ask Logan a question rather than to just demand it.

“Of course.” Logan merely replied, who was he to shoot down questions of any kind? Even if it was from Remus. “What’s on your mind?”

A pout formed in the other side’s face, letting Logan know almost instantly that this was a question must have been eating at the other for some time now. But even so Logan couldn’t help but to smile slightly as Remus shifted slightly at the new attention.

“Why do you play with that?” Remus blurted out, before unconsciously summoning his deodorant and taking a massive chunk out of it. Just the sight of it made Logan’s nose wrinkle a little. “From what I’ve seen you’ve solved it three times, just from the time that I’ve been watching you. You’ve finished it, so why do you keep going back to it? Aren’t you tired of it?”

It would be one thing if the size of the cube was constantly changing, or if it was one those electronic cubes that had more than one game on it. But... it wasn’t. It was just a boring cube, with one boring game. He didn’t get why Logan liked it so much, or even why he continued to fiddle with it even after he’d solved it.

Surely there were more fun things to play with.

Even so...

Logan could not help but to smile just a rad warmly at the question. “Because...” He softly began, “It was a qift, and I tend to hold any gift I’ve gotten rather fondly, even after I’ve solved it or finished it. They’re useful beyond that they were given to me as. I don’t get many gifts anymore, so whenever I’m given one... I cherish it.”

“Who gave it to you? This... gift?”

The question was almost immediate, and even so Logan couldn’t help but to smile sadly down at his cube.

“Roman...” The creative side next to him sneered instantly at the sound of his brother’s name, but the look on Logan’s face remained. “He got it for me so that I’d stop messing up my tie when I was nervous about a video... that was a while ago.”

Something sour rolled around in Remus belly, or maybe it was just the deodorant he had eaten.

How long had it been since Logan had gotten a gift?

How long since someone had gotten Logan a thoughtful gift like the cube, that had clearly seen better days?

“Would you love it?” Remus stumbled over his own words, he wasn’t used to being so..so charming, but... “If I got you something would you like it? I can try to not make it gross...”

The smile on Logan’s face made something inside him flip like a somersault, as a burning sensation arose in his chest. There was no mistaking the softness in Logan’s eyes, nor the way that he gingerly lowered the cube in his hands.

Was Logan... flirting?

“Of course Remus,” Logan said warmly, something akin to tears sparkling in his eyes. “Always.”

TLDR: Remus mistakes genuine kindness as flirting, and Logan thinks that Remus is just being a good friend to him.

[barbariankingdom]

Agate bowl from Qift (formerly Koptos) in southern Egypt, 300-100 BC. Qift's location on a major east-west trade route, suggests India as a source for the agate.

Image: J. Paul Getty Museum (72. AI.38)

[the-tiger-with-a-computer]

I just have this headcannon that during the Vargas Camp Yuu makes smores and tells scary stories. Only problem is that Yuu does not mention that they are all not real. This leads to some students not getting much sleep that night. I would like to welcome any writers to try this prompt. Just make sure you tag me in it so that I may respectfully gush about what ideas you come up with. This is my take on the idea.

Yuu: So, I brought some ingredients to make smores. Any of you want some?

Ace: Mind telling us what that is?

Yuu: Right. It's a lightly heated marshmallow mushed between a chocolate and crackers.

Grim: Sounds tasty. When will it be ready.

Yuu: In a bit but do you know what goes best during a campfire?

Deuce: What?

Yuu: Scary stories. I can tell some from my world. If that is all right.

Riddle: Do you think that is wise? We must get enough rest to complete the challenges tomorrow morning.

Sebek: I will not be scared by some silly human stories. I say let Yuu tell them.

Ace: Yeah. Besides, it's not like they will be as scary as we all think.

(He was SO wrong)

Riddle: Fine, but I will be getting some sleep. Good night.

Everyone: Good night.

Yuu: So, how about this. I tell one story and if you are not scared then I will tell another one. You are free to go to your tents and sleep but the last one here gets bragging right.

Sebek: What kind of prize is that?

(But alas. Ace. Deuce, and Grim were very intrigued)

Yuu: Well then, this is the story of The Weeping Women. Also known as La Llorona.

Ace: What a lame name that is.

Grim: Yeah I thought this was supposed to be scary.

Yuu: HUSH! Interup me again and I will bonk your head with a stick. So any way. Before she became a ghost, she was a beautiful woman who lived in a small town in Mexico named Maria. Then one day, a rich man came to town and was so entranced by her beauty that he asked her to marry him. She, who also feel in love with him, said yes. Soon they had twin boys together. But alas, the man knew his family would never approve of her so he would visit them and bring qifts. Then as time went by, his visits were less and less frequently. When he did visit, all his attention was on the two boys. Although Maria had been faithful, he had not been. As one day a beautiful carriage pulled. There was her husband but he was with a more beautiful and younger girl. Someone his family had approved of. He said that he had come for the boys and this was the last they would see each other. Maria begged and cried for him to let the boys stay, but he did not budge. So she asked to take the boys to a picnic by the river. He agreed. As she watched the boys play she thought that this was the last she would ever see them. No, she would not let them by taken by this, this monster. So, clouded by rage and sorrow, she walked over to the boys and held there heads under the water until the thrashing stopped. Then her senses came to her and she cried out in regret. So, she threw herself into the river in hopes of reuniting with her children. But this would never happen, for she was filled with sadness and regret her soul only stayed on the mortal plane. She walks the river banks and cries for her children. No one knows what happens to though she takes but one thing is certain, they are never seen again. No matter which version of her story you hear, one thing is clear. Her soul is forever trapped in the mortal plane and she shall forever cry for her children that she might never see again.

Ace: T-that was n-not so scary. R-right guys.

Deuce: Y-yeah. I-it's just a story.

Grim: Right h-henchmean? Right!?

Yuu: It's been so long, so who knows.

Sebek: That was a interesting story. And her death is indeed very sad.

Ace: You mean your not scared.

Sebek: I am supposed to be brave so no ghost shall frighen me. But the story does worry me a bit.

Deuce: We are so dead.

Yuu: May we should all get some sleep.

Ace: Maybe your right. Night everyone.

As everyone said there good nights and went to bed. None was awake to hear the crying by the river.

???: DONDE ESTAN MIS HIJO! AAAAAHHHHH!!

[hane-moj]

Kam pa një qift aq të ëmbël, në biblotekën e fakultetit, vdiqa 🥺😍

[savii11101]

Jena qift fenomenal

Edhe bashk na pina mall

Deri tbohem per spital oh god..