#voov

[mitjalovse]

A lot of debuts by those who still have their careers did show an early fortitude they strengthened later on. I return to dance music again to give you an example of Paul Van Dyk's debut. One thing that still surprises me on that one might be the fact the pieces sounds indebted to the early 90's, yet I notice his methodology already. One can say that he progressed with technology, yet most of his marks were already set on his debut. However, we should not hold that against him – most of his characteristics cannot be located on the records of any of his peers. He has a certain classicism that doesn't fall out of fashion and a part of me wishes Paul Van Dyk would try to work in another genre, since I believe he would be able to make that work.

[azutara-lover]

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[carlostck]

@garmaballs @cable-salamdr

when life gets you down, remember you can draw lego ninjago characters as little sonic guys

[layskettlecookedchips]

"shh!"

miya osamu x reader

'The library’s pretty empty save for you and me and OH that couple making out loudly in the shelves somewhere'

hii guys, this is my first post! i also haven't written in awhile so there's that but i got inspired to write this one for my bb, osamu <33

warnings: none!

fluff, strangers to lovers, reader has crush (read: voov has crush) on osamu, hopeless romantic type beat

hope you guys enjoy! any feedback is much appreciated :-)

xoxo, voov (´⌣`ʃƪ)

If Miya Osamu could have any wish granted at the moment, it'd be having never agreed to tutor his dunce of a brother, Atsumu. It was already embarrassing enough having Atsumu make a grand (and might he add very loud) entrance, scaring the poor librarian at the counter, but this takes the cake. While Osamu's head is buried in his history textbook, his poor attempt at covering how bright red he was turning, Atsumu's head was buried in his classmate's face, tongues interlocked with such intensity you'd think he had come back from war. 

Osamu cleared his throat, a futile attempt to capture the box blonde's attention. It was late, thank God Osamu thinks, at least the coast is clear save for the poor girl at the front desk. He starts packing up his things. No way Atsumu was going back to studying and no chance in hell was Osamu waiting for him either. Grabbing his backpack, Osamu heads for the front but stops right by the front desk.

The time read 12:13am. The library had closed 13 minutes ago. You had everything set up, right on time too! All you had to do now was walk around to look for any lingering patrons and lock up. Easy as pie, except right as you neared the corner to the table where the last guest was sitting, you heard familiar, wet noises coming from behind the bookshelves. With a slight jolt and a small yelp, you ran back to the front desk, hoping the ever-so-lovely couple didn't hear your hurried footsteps. Taking a deep breath in, you let out a sigh. Library rules kept you from leaving until the last patron leaves so you got out your book. Might as well catch up on where you last left off while you wait. Before long, you're pulled into the fantasy world of storytelling, not noticing a flushed Osamu approaching your desk.

You were no stranger to the Miya twins. You don't think anyone could be with the way they carried themselves across campus. Atsumu, bubbly and confident although sometimes it borders on arrogant, was your seatmate in your shared history class. You knew much more about him than you would have preferred (Atsumu's quite the yapper, you quickly find out) but he grew on you as the semester passed by. However, as much as you knew about Atsumu, you also knew about his twin brother. Sprinkled between Atsumu talking about the newest "love of his life, for real this time!" and the hilarious stories from volleyball practice are stories from his childhood, most of which involved getting into some sort of fight with Osamu... You knew Atsumu would never admit it but he really did look up to his brother and you could tell from the tenderness in his face and the light in his eyes that he gets recalling how one time they got into a fight over who got the last onigiri that their Mom had made for them. (The story ends with Atsumu stealing it and Osamu beating him up, as do most of his stories.)

From what you gather, Miya Osamu was kind yet stern. Always keeping to himself but making sure his loved ones were taken care of, whether through a home cooked meal or a quick message ensuring their return home was safe and sound. Hardworking and always striving to do his best, Osamu was someone you admire. You found yourself dreaming about Osamu more often than not despite never meeting the twin yourself. The stories Atsumu told were enough to light a fire in your hopeless romantic heart but of course, it was just a silly little crush. Nothing more, nothing less. That is until you were face-to-face with the silver-haired twin, your face now flushed for an entirely different reason.

It's not uncommon you'll find Osamu apologizing for his twin brother. He clears his throat, ears dusted with a faint pink hue, 

"Hi there, I just wanted to apologize for my brother. He tends to get carried away quite easily..", Osamu trails off as he looks up to make eye contact with you. 

Maybe it was the creeping exhaustion or the way the moonlight came through the windows but in front of him was a view that took his breath away. There you sat, a rosy hue across your cheeks (presumably from how his company was increasing in volume..) with your head deep into a book, trying to do everything but pay any attention to the awkward situation you were in.

"O-oh, it's no big deal! Um, this happens more often than you'd think, really..", You let out a breathy laugh, embarrassment leaking out of your pores. 

Sure, Atsumu was quite the sight for sore eyes so you knew his twin would be of similar caliber but the sight of Osamu in front of you was enough to stun you into silence. Maybe it's the stories Atsumu would recount or your silly daydreams that would preoccupy you on the slower days at the library but your heart skipped a beat at the sight of a flustered Osamu. The moonlight did him nothing but favors as it hits his grey hair, highlighting the specks of silver from years of toning. Atsumu's stories fill your mind as you look up at his twin. In front of you stood the man that had been plaguing your mind and all you could do was stare. (Not a hard thing to do considering the way his compression shirt was fitting just right tonight..)

"I hope you have a great rest of your night..." Osamu trails off again before catching sight of your nametag, "..Y/N. What a cute name."

Osamu bows as he takes his leave, not before giving you a smile sweet enough to make your knees weak. The noises from the back are interrupted with the incessant ringing of Atsumu's cell phone. "If you don't hurry up and finish sucking face, I'm leaving your dumbass here and making you walk home." Osamu hangs up and waves bye to you before walking out the door with a hurried Atsumu (and his company) right behind. 

Nights at the library were usually slow, with patrons trailing in and out and the occasional question to look up specific books. There wasn't much to expect which is why you took the job offer in the first place. You enjoy the peace and quiet but tonight, as the moonlight follows the twins out the sliding entrance doors, you were a little more than happy to deal with some noise. 

[bunnybryson]

vooves

[hebrewbyinbal]

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Love these Dreidel treats by @erin.eats.mtl 🕎

https://www.instagram.com/reel/DDrbyodRAuC/?igsh=MzFpdm1xN3hxdWZq

Dreidel is /se-vee-'von/ סביבון in Hebrew

Turning or spinning is /see-'voov/ סיבוב

So you can see where the dreidel gets its name from.

[kalansonkauaikusu]

vooov voov cekiliin yooldaan vahsi batiidan geeliyoorlar amerikaliilaar eskidii bunlar Turkish koovbooylaaar

[lightgaswaterelectricityrent]

getting up in arms about someone's french pronunciation is stupid but I just watched a video where a woman pronounced veuve "voove" about 35 times and it was a lot

[bbellium]

oğlan pokemon kartı bulmuş bir milyon dolar ediyor bu diye evde çığlık çığlığa inanmadım ben o kadar ettiğine ama gönlü olsun diye voov o may gat falan diye abartılı bir şov yaptık tabii yine de bi şey olur da o kart bir milyon dolar para getirirse bu eve bir milyon kere bıçaklarım kendimi ben burda on bin dolar için aylardır çırpınıyorum bin dolar bile edememişim el kadar bebenin öyle bir para elde etmesiyle bihterin cenazesindeki firdevs yöreoğlu gibi kalırım yeminle

[aestheticauniversalis]

Sergey Dzikevich invites you to a meeting on VooV Meeting Meeting Topic: Практика академического русского языка для китайских аспирантов Time: 2024/11/17 10:00-12:00 (GMT+03:00) Moscow Standard Time - Minsk

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[lazycat42]

A-bee（アービー） "TO THE UNIVERSE" from "POLYPHONIC CITY" (C)VOOV Recs

むかし、ビレッジバンガードでかかってた曲。なつかしい。

[eclectic-insights]

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[tachvintlogic]

The human just stared at them. "Is that weird?"

"Of course it's weird! Having that much liquid covering the surface is absurd."

"No?" said another alien nicknamed Shrimp. Like the human, they were wearing an environmental protective suit as the ship was calibrated for Furgilian atmospheric conditions. "That's not weird, my planet is 95% water. What's your planet covered in?"

"Methane, but not nearly that much. It's only 10% covered, and if I remember correctly my planet is a bit bigger than both of yours from your gravity requirements."

"Oh, that's explains why it's so cold outside the suit," said the human.

"Were you not wearing the suit at some point!?" exclaimed Shrimp.

"No, I would die if I did. I'm like 60% water. I would freeze instantly."

"Same."

Voov looked between the two of them, suddenly feeling the odd man out. "How do your planets have so much water?"

"I think ours are closer to our stars."

"Yeah," said the human, "the water came from comets in the outer solar system. The water helped keep the temperature range of the planet stable between night and day."

"Wait," said Voov, "you get most of your heat from your star? Not from thermal activity underground?"

"Exactly," said Shrimp, "most planets I've been to get a majority of their energy from the star."

"Huh," said Voov. So they're the weird one this time.

“You humans sure have a strange sense of humor. Sure, your planet totally has huge bodies of water that cover most of the surface. As if something so scarce would just be found falling from the sky. I guess when we reach your home world tomorrow you can show us all these fantasies in person!”

[linguistlist-blog]

Second International Conference on Discourse Pragmatics

Call for Papers: Conference host Zhejiang International Studies University (ZISU) Conference organizers School of English Studies, ZISU Institute of Discourse Pragmatics, ZISU Conference co-organizers Journal of Zhejiang International Studies University Springer John Benjamins Dates and venue Dates: October 20-22, 2023 Venue: Tencent/VooV Meeting (online) Registration fees Free of charge Conference language English Conference theme Discourse Pragmatics: Current Topics and Future Trends K http://dlvr.it/Sqb2Hz

[benbordeaux]

VooV Bro's oder so.😬😉 (hier: Hamburg, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpDQoGIMz-fDDqjwFud9CCmT0l1RgylKAKsx_w0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=