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belongstoitsme · 7 years

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Musafir

Ga tau, nyambung apa ga judul sama isi cerita. Baca aja dulu, trus sambung-sambungin. Wkwkk

Jadi dari dulu ngekos di Jakarta tuh, udah punya niat pengen bawa motor sendiri. Biar kemana-mana gampang gitu, wezz wuzz cepet nyampe ke tujuan yg dimau.

Pertama punya niat, urung karna masih takut sama jalanan ibu kota yang maha nyereminnya (anaknya parnoan -.-) Laen cerita kalau motoran di kampuang dulu berani, kan jalanan sepi choyy.. Wkwkk (ehh sekarang udah mulai rame, mayan lah),, mau lo bawa motor zuperr velann sampe disalipin orang yang lagi lari marathon juga ga bakal ada yang tintinin (ini lebayy)

Ehh terus pas udah beraniin diri tuh, mencoba membunuh rasa takut *halah Si Uda malah ga ngebolehin. “Di jakarta ngapain ah bawa motor sendiri. Rawan, apa lagi cewek.. Bawa mobil gapapa tuh, bisa lebih meminimalisir resiko kalau kenapa-kenapa di jalan, katanya” “Maksudnya Uda mau beliin mobil??” “Ga, ngasih tau doang” Hahhaha “Zzzz, kan kezeeellll -_-” “Lagian kalo punya motor ntar maen mulu, kata Uda lagi” (Paham aja ade nya tukang jalan) Wkk

Yasudahlatu, mimpi jadi musafir jakarta dengan motor yang kan menemanipun dikubur.. Lagipula punya mantan dulu siaga banget (ehh bawa-bawa mantan, wkkk) babang gr*b mah lewatt. Yaiya lewat depan kosan maksudnya.. Bhak! Trus punya temen-temen yang selalu ada juga. (Ga selalu juga si, tapi adalah) Jadi makin ga berasa butuh gitu.. (Jangan ditiru pernah punya pacar :( fase jahiliyah)

Etapi semalem mimpi itu dibangunin lagi.. Kenalan sama cewek tangguh nan syantikk gitu di kajian.. Katanya baru balik kerja, langsung ke sini (ke tempat kajian). Aku nanya, “naik apa??” “Naik motor” “Bawa sendiri?” “Iya, hehee” “Kamu naik apa??” “Sama naik motor juga, motor orang” -.-

Kann kaaannn bikin kepikiran lagi, pengen bawa motor sendri :’ Jadi kan mau kajian kemana-mana gampang, hayuk waee.. Biar rajin ke kajian gituu

Tapi mikir lagi, kayanya aku ga butuh motor dehh.. Butuhnya kamu yang halal yang motorin.. Wkwk

Ujung-ujunganyaa. HAHA

Aamiin in aja aamiin in

- @belongstoitsme

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awoonews · 5 years

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mikemortgage · 5 years

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What investors in the U.K. are talking about, when they aren’t talking about Brexit

I’ve been working from London this fall. The idea is to get new perspectives and experience another way of life. That means black cabs on the wrong side of the road. Pubs on every corner. Football, not football. And hopefully, different views on markets and investing.

My notebook is filling up from investment conferences and meetings with asset managers. Below are some items that I’ve highlighted.

One-way street

Attending investment events, it’s struck me that few of the analysts and portfolio managers around me have ever experienced a sustained period of rising interest rates. Rates peaked in 1981, which means even grizzled veterans like me have only seen yields decline (I started in 1983). Those who started in the last 10 years only know low single-digit rates.

Tom Bradley: Don’t fear the bear and more lessons I learned from an investment industry legend

When it comes to markets, it’s hard to define what ‘normal’ is. But this isn’t it

Putting the office hockey pool ahead of retirement planning? You’re not the only one

This trend has meant decades of good bond returns and a constant tailwind for interest-rate sensitive securities, including stocks in the financial, utility and real estate sectors. But rates have been rising for two years now, which suggests a new paradigm.

Pricing anomalies

The U.S. stock market has looked relatively expensive for some time, but the value-oriented managers I’ve met have a different view. Anne Gudefin, CEO of London-based Velanne Asset Management (manager of our Global Equity Fund), points out that the S&P 500’s high valuation is misleading. It’s skewed by high price-to-earnings multiples on the well-loved growth stocks, including the FAANGs. Meanwhile, there are bargains to be had in the ignored or even hated sectors like healthcare, asset management, (non-Netflix) media and oil services.

With the recent market weakness, there may also be bargains emerging in the consumer area, but the tone in London toward these sectors has changed. In previous visits, I was barraged with managers touting the power of global brands. Their thesis was that the big consumer companies were unstoppable and worth paying a premium for.

It now appears the bloom is off the rose. Analysts are questioning that view in face of changing distribution channels (on-line), influencers (social media) and a growing number of craft and local offerings. They’re asking how the mega brands will adapt.

Strong get stronger

In one presentation, an analyst pointed out that recessions shift the power from weak hands to strong hands. He was referring to the fact that profitable companies with strong balance sheets can use tougher times to consolidate the industry and improve their competitive position.

Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on your perspective, he also noted that the mighty weren’t fully rewarded during the 2008 financial crisis. The capital market declines were sharp but short, so marginal players were able to survive with the help of central bankers (low interest rates) and governments. We’ll have to wait until the next slowdown to fully test the analyst’s theory.

A big, growing world

When emerging markets managers talk about the opportunities in Asia, it provides much needed perspective. While we focus on pipelines, U.S. and Ontario politics, and Brexit, a big chunk of the world is in growth mode.

Consumption in China, India and the rest of Asia is in a strong, upward trend. The expanding middle class is moving from buying basics to spending on discretionary items (vehicles, travel, experiences). The use of technology is ahead of the western world in many areas due to a lack of legacy systems. Government policies are becoming more business friendly in large countries like India and Japan. And trade within Asia now is almost double that of North America and Europe combined.

When economists and commentators agonize over whether China is growing at 6.5 or 6.7 per cent, I can’t help but think they’re missing the forest for the trees.

Emerging opportunities

And finally, I’m hearing that the areas in the stock market with the most opportunity are in those forests. One manager described valuations in Asia as being at “distress levels.” A number of managers told me their emerging market portfolios, which include South America and parts of Europe, are as cheap as they’ve ever been. Uncertainty around trade has severely hit both the stocks and currencies in the developing world.

Hmmm, it’s becoming clear where my wife and I should camp out next.

Tom Bradley is President of Steadyhand Investment Funds, a company that offers individual investors low-fee investment funds and clear-cut advice. He can be reached at [email protected]

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braincoins · 3 years

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WAKE UP BABE NEW DRAGON AGE HEADCANON DROPPED

Headcanon that the Dalish don’t have the same taboos about nudity that, say, humans do. After all, the clan isn’t just like family; Master Ilen says that giving that hunter his father’s bow isn’t actually “giving up” anything and that the young hunter’s (I’m sorry, I forgot his name turns out he’s just Hunter) hand shooting the bow is the same as Ilen’s hand. So it’d be weird to get bent out of shape about being naked around another Dalish, especially a clan member.

Of course, me being me, I’m going to pull this back around to Dragon Age: Schism...

“Where are those two going?” Alistair asked, watching Kivral and Velanna walk past. They were each carrying a bath towel and bathing supplies.

He hadn’t really expected an answer, in part because he was more wondering aloud than really asking and in part because he was still used to generally being ignored by anyone who wasn’t Kiv. But Nate, who was nearby, apparently took it as an honest question.

“Oh, while they were working on some of the tunnels they found an underground hot spring,” he said. “I guess they’re going bathing.”

Alistair stopped what he was doing to look at the man. “What, together?”

Nate’s brow furrowed. “Yes?”

Alistair blinked at him. “At the same time?”

“That is generally what ‘together’ means. What’s bothering you?”

“But they’ll... they’ll both be...” His brain veered away from the idea of Velanna nak-... clothes-less. It seemed like just thinking about it would bring the wrath of the mage down on his head, and thinking about it around Nathaniel specifically was likely to end with some daggers sticking out of him.

But Nate still seemed puzzled. “Naked? Yes. I was trying not to think about it.” He cleared his throat and blushed a little.

“AT THE SAME TIME,” Alistair repeated, enunciating each word clearly.

That seemed to clear up the confusion, at least. “They’re both women, both Dalish, and both from the same ‘clan’, if you consider the Wardens as such.”

Well, Nate might not be confused, but Alistair was still having a time of it. “They’ll be... nude. Around each other.” Something occurred to him and he rushed to add, “Not that I think Kiv would cheat on me. But isn’t it... awkward?”

Nate sighed. “How is it that you’ve spent so much more time with Kivral than I’ve spent around Velanna and yet I know more about the Dalish than you do?”

Alistair frowned and sniped back, a tad defensively, “Because Kiv and I were stopping a Blight for a lot of that time together?”

“Okay, good point.” Nate cleared his throat. “They don’t see it as a big deal.”

“What, being naked around someone else?”

He nodded. “A Dalish clan is like an extended family. It’s not... erotic to them, just being naked around each other.”

“I can’t picture it.”

“I know it’s a little odd.”

“No, I mean, I can’t picture it,” Alistair insisted, mostly to himself. He squeezed his eyes shut. “I don’t want to picture it and I shouldn’t be picturing it, but my mind is trying to picture it anyway...”

“OH. I see. Or, rather, I understand.” He cleared his throat again. “Um, instead, think of... um... hahren Saeda joining them in the hot spring.”

Alistair’s eyes flew open. “WHOA YEAH OKAY THAT DID IT. That killed it, thank you.”

“Anything for a fellow Warden,” Nate replied with a dry chuckle.

#Dragon Age: Schism #Dragon Age: Origins #AU #Alistair/Warden #Alistair/f!Mahariel #Velannate #Nate/Velanna

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braincoins · 4 years

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This isn’t leaving me alone, so... Here we go, more random Schism-verse shenanigans. Starring more Nate & Velanna this time though. @yslanam is probably the only one who might care about this besides me though. xD Well, maybe @tybunnythehellmoose PG-13

There was a knock on her door. “Come in,” she called, setting her voice deliberately brusque. She didn’t want to be disturbed if it wasn’t important, and she didn’t want the shems thinking they could bother her with every little thing...

The door opened and revealed Nathaniel. “Sorry, am I disturbing?” he asked.

Yes, she thought. “No,” she said.

Things were like that where this one particular shemlen was concerned. He just... wasn’t like the others. He listened to her, he considered her words, he... seemed to care about her.

It was weakening her, making her of two minds about him. She didn’t like the feeling of uncertainty he brought with him into her presence, the anxiety, the heightened awareness of his every breath, his every mouth, er, move. It was like being in a never-ending battle, and she hated it almost as much as she liked seeing him.

“What is it?” she asked him, pushing past her thoughts and walking over to him.

He came into her room properly and held out a scroll of paper. “Anders wanted a translation, if you don’t mind.”

She arched an eyebrow. “Why did he not simply deliver this himself then?” she asked, reaching for it. She was on reasonably good terms with her fellow mage, precisely because they were both mages, and because he, too, knew what it was like to be spat upon by the majority of what passed for shemlen ‘civilization’.

“No idea,” he said with a shrug, releasing it to her. “He just showed up, shoved it at me, said, ‘Get Velanna to translate this, will you?’ and took off.”

She huffed in annoyance. “That sounds like more of his mischief to me.”

Nathaniel nodded. “As it does to me. But I can’t figure his angle on it this time.”

“Hm.” She opened the scroll and almost recoiled. “Who wrote this?”

“No idea. Why?” He walked around to look at the parchment.

It was written in bright gold lettering and an almost unintelligible font. “How does anyone read this?” she asked. She turned and took it to her desk, putting a couple of scroll-weights on it to keep it open and allow her eyes to adjust. As she got used to both the brightness of the... ink? and the elaborate scrollwork of the font, she began to see and understand words.

And she went crimson very quickly.

“What.” He meant it as a question, but Nathaniel almost groaned it. Her reaction was a sure clue that the mage’s shenanigans were coming to light.

Rather than tell him, she held her hand over the paper, closed her eyes and concentrated. “I see now. This parchment wasn’t written by anyone. I feel faint traces of magic in the ‘ink’.”

“It was written by magic?”

“The words were applied to the paper with magic.” She opened her eyes, withdrew her hand, eyes scanning over the words. “But the words were said by someone and the spell recorded it to the paper.”

“Magical scribe?” he asked. She glanced at him: his eyebrows were raised, his eyes a little wide. “Could be very useful.”

“Especially for those with filthy minds and too much time on their hands.” She looked back to the paper, feeling her face heat as she read more and more of it.

“What do you mean?”

“You didn’t look at this before you brought it to me.” It wasn’t a question at all; he would have mentioned how bright the ink was to look at.

He confirmed her suspicions with a simple, “No.”

“Surely you recognize this word?” she asked, pointing at one in particular.

He stepped closer, his shoulder brushing hers. He squinted at the page, blinked a few times and then read it out loud. “Alistair.”

She nodded. “And these shorter words here, here, and... well...” She gestured to the scroll; the short “Ah!”s and “Oh!”s were scattered all over it.

He was starting to blush a little as well. “Is this what I think it is?”

“Of course it is!” she said in disgust. “Because, for some reason, Anders and that fenedhin durgen’len are obsessed with our leader’s sex life.” She scowled at the scroll.

“So, basically, they had this scroll record what Kiv was saying while, uh... in the throes of passion,” he summed up.

“And they expect me to translate it for them because they know she won’t!”

“She’ll assign them extra duties for a week, at least, if she knew about this.”

“And likely cut off Oghren’s supply of ale.” She folded her arms.

“Not that that’d mean much, for him. I think he’s got stashes of it all over the Keep.”

She raised the scroll-weights and let the parchment roll back up. She turned to Nathaniel to inform him, “Tell Anders that I will not be party to such voyeurism and filth, and that he owes me for my silence.”

“You’re not going to turn him in?”

“This time. If I ever see another scroll like this again, I shall.” She grinned. “I find it more valuable to have him in my pocket for the time being.”

Nathaniel snorted in amusement. “I’ll pass that along. Though I still don’t get why he asked me to bring it to you.”

She was about to agree with his confusion when the reason struck her. “Fenedhis lasa,” she swore under her breath.

“What? What is it?”

He KNOWS. This wasn’t just another prank upon their commander. This was Anders’s way of letting her know that he knew about her burgeoning feelings for Nathaniel. Why else would he have him deliver to her a scroll of a Dalish woman’s erotic babblings as she laid with a human man? Her eyes darted to the scroll, and even without being able to see the words, they came back to her mind. The things Kivral said about her shemlen lover, so out of her mind with bliss that she’d reverted to her native tongue. The things she said despite - perhaps because! - of the fact that he couldn’t understand them.

She jumped a little when a hand came to rest on her shoulder, and blinked out of her thoughts to see Nathaniel’s eyes studying hers. “Are you alright, Velanna?” he asked.

She swallowed hard and nodded. “I... I’m fine. Forget what I said earlier. Just tell Anders I refuse to translate this for him.”

His brow furrowed. “Really? But...”

“That’s all,” she said gruffly. “And I-I’m fine. Truly. No cause for concern.”

“If you’re sure.” He patted her shoulder gently, which might have annoyed her, once. She would have chalked it up to his treating her as fragile, when she was anything but.

But she knew him better now. He was a gentle man when he didn’t have to be otherwise. And... and perhaps she was fragile, where he was concerned. It took some effort not to glance at the scroll again.

“Do you want me to return the scroll to him?” he asked.

“No,” she said, snorting derisively and letting her annoyance at this entire charade steady her. “And give him more chance for mischief with it? No, no. I’ll be keeping this. Just in case.”

“Ought to throw it in the fire,” Nathaniel warned her, heading back to her still open door. For some reason, seeing the door not closed briefly filled her with panic, as if she had been engaged in private activity... which she had not. “If Kiv finds you with that...”

“She will not. And I know how to keep secrets.” Or, at least, I thought I did.

“Very well,” he said. He smiled.

And all the wind seemed to have been knocked out of her at once. Leave, she bade him in her mind, or come back over here and put your mouth against mine, so that I have air to breathe again. Part of her still reflexively rebelled against the very idea of letting a shemlen touch her, let alone...! And the rest of her just wanted to be done with this confusion, to make a decision and follow through on it, even if it meant...

He left, and closed the door behind him. She fell back against the desk, concentrated on inhaling and exhaling for a bit. She looked back at the scroll.

She didn’t know what to do about any of this, but she knew she had to do something and soon. If for no other reason than to keep Anders from targeting her in his mischief next.

Kivral’s words came back to her. They were never far from her mind when Nathaniel was around, truth be told. “I am from the Dalish, but I am no longer of the Dalish. I am a Grey Warden, Velanna, as you are now, as Anders and Nathaniel and Sigrun and Oghren are. I will always respect and honor the past from which I come, but it is the past. I will be a Grey Warden until I go to the Deep Roads to meet my end. That is my present and my future. There is nothing else. The Grey Wardens are our clan and family now.”

She pulled out the chair and sat, and let her thoughts happen. Kivral’s words on the scroll, and her words in her memory. Nathaniel’s words and deeds, and his smile.

Hate had been easy. She wasn’t sure she knew how to love a shemlen, or even a Grey Warden.

But... maybe... maybe she could learn how to love Nathaniel.

#Dragon Age: Awakening #Dragon Age: Schism #Nate/Velanna #(Velannate?)#bgd Warden/Alistair #this got long #anyway

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braincoins · 3 years

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TIIIIIIIIIINY WIP Wednesday, sorry. Featuring Kiv teasing Velanna about Nate because it calms her (Kiv’s) nerves.

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Velanna came running up, in full Grey Warden uniform, pushing stray locks of hair back into place behind her ears.

“Nathaniel could have done that for you,” she murmured quietly to her fellow Dalish.

<<Shut up,>> came the reply in Elvish, even as she smiled nervously at the aravels moving past them. It lacked her usual venom, distracted as she was.

Kiv chuckled a little. “He’s dying to, you know. Tuck some hair behind one of your ears. Hold you in his arms. Lean in close…”

Without even looking at her, Velanna replied, <<I know you’re just doing this because you’re nervous, too, and that’s why I’m not setting you on fire.>>

She snorted and shrugged. “You’re not wrong and neither am I. But,” as she dropped the subject and switched to one she deemed more important, “there has to be a reason they’re here. Something’s got to be wrong.”

Velanna nodded. “I considered that.” She was back to speaking the common tongue. “But even so, just… just to have more Dalish around! N-not that… I’m beyond grateful for all the help you’ve been, and just to have another Dalish here, let alone in command! But…”

<<I understand,>> she assured her.

#Dragon Age: Schism #Dragon Age AU #WIP Wednesday #Velannate #or whatever their ship name is #honestly if it's not Velannate I'll be disappointed

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braincoins · 4 years

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a Multiple Masterpost

Dragon Age Headcanons/AUs/Random Babblings Especially featuring the Dalish and the Grey Wardens

Aravels

Still angry about Aravels

Dalish, magic, and the Joining

June, the God of...

Various Grey Warden headcanons

More babbling (a lot of it) about the Dalish and magic

Somewhat more concise Dalish magic, from a game perspective

Half-Elves in Thedas

Information Post: Grey Wardens

Elvish Language

Honey-Cakes

Information Post: The Loophole

Vallaslin and Bonding Marks

Dalish and Names After Bonding

Hope

Not mine, but I’m using This Map of Ferelden and also This One, both done by RuBecSo on DeviantArt, especially as the setting changes to Soldier’s Peak

Dalish and Nudity

Redcliffe in DA:S

Dragon Age: Schism I’m doing this because my various DA headcanons are likely gonna end up in DA:S, so I might as well link them here.

Welcome Home (has a NSFW part in it!)

Never Again Shall We Submit

New Beginnings (has a NSFW option to it)

Joining

Who’s In Charge?

Ser Jory’s Widow

Sanctuary

Peak Living

Trivia:

Kivral’s Name

Anderfels Wardens

Random Ficlets (All DA:S compliant unless noted, though some would have to be before the move to Soldier’s Peak)

Did you think Cailan was hot?

Abomination Dog (Adogination?)

Warden-Recruit Days

Anders Knows (Velannate)

Working on the West Wall

Who’s In Charge? (original - not DA:S compliant)

Far Future Found Family Shenanigans

Nate & Kiv talk about his recruitment and the Wardens in general (not really a ficlet, but since it got cut from a Schism-verse fic, not sure where else to put it)

Kiv & Velanna bond over language, being Grey Wardens, and missing their old lives

Some Days

Soldier’s Peak later years

Soldier’s Peak later years 2

Soldier’s Peak later years 3

Also, this comic and this comic from @askserpounce are DEFINITELY canon in DA:S, as is @sangosweetz‘s perfect Warden amulet (that comes courtesy of some gorgeous Duncan fanart). THIS NSFW COMIC (about Morrigan’s Ritual, super spoilery if you don’t already know what that is) by the amazing and awesome @momochanners is also canon (albeit for my elf Warden instead, but seriously: female? rogue? check and check. The events are even in the same order I did them in).

#Dragon Age #Dragon Age: Schism #AU #masterpost #because Ty encouraged me #and what can I say?#I'm a sucker for masterposts

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