#apachi

[ohsharethekmusic]

Song : TouJours Youth

Artist : Apachi & Xin Seha

Album : TouJours Youth

#TouJours Youth #Apachi #Xin Seha #kmusic

[arcadebroke]

#Shy FX #UK Apachi #Original Nuttah #1994 #Jungle #drum and bass #dnb #90s #1990s #electronic #music #who's Shy Fox? #video

[radiophd]

uk apachi -- junglist girls (potential bad boy remix)

#1990s #electronic #drumnbass #jungle #potential bad boy #uk apachi

[medullam]

Apachi Indian - Chok There [1991]

#apachi indian #single cover #ragga #photography #90s #1991

[coping-via-clint-eastwood]

Icon and header

#tyler apachi #light it up #robin hustin #tobimorrow #war of astrea #shadow creeper #minecraft animations #minecraftw

[scandinavianfairytale]

Abyss

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of PTSD, mentions of war, mentions of drugs, insomnia, coming to terms with PTSD, teeniest moment of verbal violence, soft Jake, Jake cries 🥺

A/N: Continuation of the fic 3 a.m. 😊

Jake woke up drenched in sweat again with his heart beating so fast his chest vibrated. As his mind flashed with images of Apachi planes and his hand clutched his chest, willing his heart to slow, he glanced around the room, trying to point out 20 things that he could see in his bedroom at that moment. Finally, glancing at the clock on the nightstand, he mentally facepalmed. It was 3 am. Like clockwork. His therapist mentioned that his body recognized time and woke him up at 3 a.m., precisely, just before the attack happened. PTSD she called it.

Bullshit. Jake thought, but in the back of his mind, he knew it made sense. No one was expecting the attack to happen at all, much less as 3:15 am. Not after the agreements were signed. Not when they were so close to going home.

He knew that if he closed his eyes and thought of it, he could name everything that he saw as he was jolted awake by heavy fire and screams. He could name every smell that invaded his nostrils. He could pinpoint the color of red he was drenched in after his comrades found him. As they pulled him out of the rubble of what was previously a bustling city...it was a miracle he was even alive.

Even though he knew it was PTSD, his mind didn't want to admit it. Others get PTSD, not him. Not Jake Seresin. Not Hangman. Everyone else but him.

Jake quickly turned on the small mushroom-like lamp, bringing some light into the dark room, and buried his head in his hands, rubbing his face to wake up. He stared at the sky, the stars littering the otherwise dark space, and he willed himself to stand up. He stretched and walked to his window, looking for the familiar lit-up apartment on the opposite side of the street.

Sure, enough you were up. It never ceased to amaze him how you were always up at this ungodly hour. If he could, he would've been peacefully asleep by now, but alas, it wasn't his choice. So he was ticked off that you willingly chose to stay awake when he didn't have the luxury of a choice.

It wasn't like you didn't want to sleep. Contrary to Jake's belief, you also didn't have the luxury of a choice when it came to sleep. Sure, you didn't have PTSD, thankfully, but your chronic insomnia made your life much much harder. And you tried everything, from meditation to pills. Hell, you even tried weed, but nothing made your insomnia better, so you ditched everything and just embraced the fact that you will be chronically tired and that you'll be awake at all the hours of the night. But, the good thing about you was that you managed to find the beauty in everything. You quickly realized that when everyone else slept, that's when life got beautiful. There was almost no noise, and you could really hear how the wind traveled through the streets, trying to find its way out of the labyrinth. The streets were safe. There were no catcallers, no people trying to pick you up, very few annoyingly bright neon signs that tried to lure you in. Life was simpler. And you loved it.

You were propped up on your windowsill on the fire escape stairs, thinking when you'll be able to go to sleep tonight, when you saw the light in Jake's apartment turn on.

Like clockwork.

As you saw his light turn on, you knew it was 3 a.m., meaning that you would probably again sleep for only an hour or two if you're lucky. Since that first time, when you actually met the handsome insomniac in person, you have met up regularly. Always in the middle of the night.

Immediately after making eye contact with you, Jake pointed down, and you nodded, jumping off the windowsill and disappearing into the light cream colored curtains. Jake grabbed at his tracksuit pants and a black T-shirt, getting quickly dressed. As he made his way to the curb on your side of the street, you were already there.

"No smoking tonight?" Jake asked, surprised.

"I know how much you hate it. You make it a point every time." You rolled your eyes in response.

"Thank you."

"Do you wanna take a walk with me?" You asked. Summer finally made it's appearance and with it, it brought the late summer nights you loved so dearly.

"I'd love to." He offered you his elbow and you stared at him weirdly.

"Just take my hand." He insisted, annoyed at your look. You really looked at him like he was offering you ecstasy or something.

"God, you really are from down South." He smiled at your surrender as you interlocked your elbows, and together, you slowly started walking. The walk was aimless. But you loved every second of it. It was like a ghost town, and it felt like you were completely alone. It calmed you down. And you suspected it also calmed him, by the way he decompressed as you walked.

"Was it bad tonight?" You asked as you looked at him. He met your eyes and inhaled deeply before nodding and exhaling.

"It was like I was there again. It's been a while since it was this bad."

"When is your therapy session?"

"On Wednesday."

"Have you thought about what she suggested last time?" You carefully asked.

"You mean if I want to start medicating?" He asked, his whole body tensed. You knew it was a sensitive subject, not just from his response but also from your own past. When anyone suggests medication, it feels like they and you are giving up. But you also knew that you could fight the demons only for so long before you need help.

"It doesn't make you any less capable of fighting PTSD."

"I don't have PTSD." He countered immediately. You both stopped, but your elbows were still linked. "And I don't want any drugs, I don't want them to distort my way of feeling, my way of living."

"How long do you think you can withstand this? How long can you hide from reality?" You raised your voice by a fraction. "The nightmares are only making it worse, make it harder for you to sleep and then because you sleep less, it makes you more anxious-"

"Stop talking." Jake pulled his elbow away.

"- and susceptible to the nightmares, which makes your PTSD worsen. -"

"Stop." He turned away from you.

"And on and on it goes. In circles."

"I said, knock it off!" He turned back to you, taking a step forward and shouted in your face.

"It makes you more irritated, angier." You calmly stared at him.

"Not yourself." Your eyes softened as his expression faltered and you embraced him as he crumpled onto you, crying. His hands clutching your sides, he clinged to you as if the reality really sunk into him for the very first time.

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Thank you for reading 💙

The GIF doesn't belong to me - belongs to the amazing creator 🙏😊

It's been a LONG while, life really got in the way of my creativity 🙈 but it was good (life), it still is, but I missed this rush where an entire dialog plays in my head 🥰

#glen powell #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #hangman #jake hangman x reader #jake hangman imagine #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin imagine #jake hangman seresin imagine #top gun maverick #abyss #short story #fanfiction

[spaciebabie]

spacebeans, spants, doinchy, spinch, spinchy, spancher, spanch, spunch, spicy spinch, spanish, spavie, sponcher, apachie, soachie

#spacie spoinks #like hiii hello hiii #thats me!!! #my favorites rn are spacebeans and spants #stimmy words #mi amas #yaaaaay!!!!!!!!!!!!

[txxxciii]

Friendly reminder, several tanks and apachies are headed your way. I just... thought i should yet you know.

hiiiii what does that even mean :3 (I'm scared)

#tox answers #i'm confused and terrified #please elaborate bestie

[sepdet]

My Great Train Adventure: Random Photos

Step one: Print paper tickets JUST IN CASE (Pumpkin is always waiting for the crinkle-monster that lives in the printer to emerge)

Step 2: Jump a train. Pretend I took a photo (I did later) Amtrak Southwest Chief #4.

Sleeper cabin. Bunk beds; bottom is a sofa by day facing armchair and pull-out tray table.

Woke up in Arizona east of Winslow. I vaguely remember waking up in the night climbing into the mountains, probably near flagstaff, with white drifts heaped up beside the tracks: or was I dreaming? Living in southern California for 25 years, I yearn for snow, especially since COVID kept me locked in summer country.

First, though, the beautiful American southwest.

Look closely. That's a river, the Puercos. Floods a few weeks ago left puddles, plus there's bushes to tell, fresh-scoured sand.

Interstate 40 parallels the tracks now, but freight trains still travel from Los Angeles inland.

Lupton looks like a strategic trading post between numerous different Indian nations and pueblos (Navajo, Zuni, Hopi, Apachi, San Carlos and more) on the border between the US states of Arizona and New Mexico. Fleece the colonizers, go go go.

Seriously, this trading post has to predate the automobile. Train doesn't stop here now, but I bet it used to.

A few miles east is this homestead at the mouth of Surrender Canyon.

You'd be surprised at some of the lonely homesteads so far out that they have to be self-sufficient, but I'm hoping this one supplements a hard living with goods sold at that trading post.

There's the train! Getting out to stretch our legs at Gallup, NM.

I think my panorama broke this post; I lost everything after it.

[fat-hedonistic-hogs]

On the desires of Harribel, Sung-Sun, Apachi, and Mila Rose are filled to the brim with offspring, the Espada rubbing her Fraccion's bellies.

"You three look lovely. To think the next generation of Arrancar growing inside my three most trusted companions." Harribel chuckled as she sat on a massive bed in the center of her palace in hueco Mundo. Surrounded on all side by her heavenly pregnant and swollen with future Hollows. "Do you need anything my dears? Anything at all, As the queen's mates anything you want can be yours~♡ all you must do is ask." Harribel chuckled and cooed as she rubbed Cyan's swollen stomach.

"Some more food would be nice... and maybe a larger night gown. This one is getting rather tight and my cravings are starting up again." Cyan groaned as she laid back with her coiling snake tail wrapped around a mound of pillows cradling her stomach.

"Don't hog all of Lady Harribel's attention! My back is killing me! Can I get a massage please mistress?" Apache asked a bit grumpy and more than a little jealous.

"Perhaps a dip in the hotsprings will do us all some good? Surely that will satisfy us all." Mila Rose chimed In both hands going to her lover's stomachs rubbing them gently as the four laid together in bed.

"How about all of the above?" She chuckled waving her hand and calling upon her servants to assist her In spoiling her many wives.

#muse: harribel #muse: apache #muse: mila rose #anon ask #preggo kink #muse: cyan

[apachiptmtproducts]

PTMT Bathfitting Manufacturer

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[influencermagazineuk]

JLove: The Rising Star Igniting the Music Scene

Jason Barnes Copeland, known by his stage name JLove, is a multifaceted talent making waves in the American music industry. Born in Brooklyn, NY, and raised across the five boroughs and Long Island, JLove's journey from street talent shows to the world stage is one of perseverance, passion, and undeniable talent. From a young age, JLove displayed a remarkable passion for music, drawing inspiration from his biggest influence, Usher Raymond. He honed his craft through street talent shows, winning first place trophies and captivating audiences with his dynamic performances. This early passion laid the foundation for what would become a thriving career in the entertainment industry. JLove's breakout moment came with the creation of "Sex on the Radio," a project that propelled him onto the world stage. At just 19 years old, he graced the legendary Apollo Theater's Amateur Night, solidifying his status as a rising star in the industry. His talent caught the attention of BET's 106 & Park, where he became a part of the weekly turn-up crew, further establishing his presence in the music scene. Despite setbacks, such as the cancellation of his appearance on X-Factor season 4, JLove remained undeterred, leveraging the underground music scene to cultivate his craft. Through radio interviews, collaborations, and mixtapes, he continued to build momentum, earning recognition as both a talented performer and a compassionate community leader. Beyond his music career, JLove's personal life has also been marked by significant milestones. His relationship with model and bartender Adair "Apachi" Wilson-Rivera blossomed into love, leading to their engagement and the birth of their son, Jarius King Adair Wilson Copeland. Together, they are actively involved in philanthropic efforts, including donations to the homeless and participation in city organizations like "Peace December," where Wilson-Rivera serves as a spokesperson and event manager. Managed By: [phone] https://www.instagram.com/chrispowellmusic/ Now signed to FifteenDynasty Ltd., JLove is poised to take his career to new heights. With his upcoming album "Contrary" and single "Over n Over" in the works, JLove's star continues to rise, fueled by his undeniable talent, unwavering determination, and commitment to making a difference in both the music industry and the world at large. Stay tuned for more from this rising star, because simply put, JLove is too hot for TV. Read the full article

[apachi-the-band]

apachi (work) diary ⌁ EP. 01 i dont wanna die, i want just repeat

#youtube

[radiophd]

shy fx / uk apachi -- original nuttah

#1990s #electronic #drumnbass #jungle #mtv #shy fx #uk apachi

[p0rnpolitik]

★ A Face of an Angel Baby was gang raped in Music festival in front of Apachi helicopters. BBC cant even aprehend what hapeened. Dear Genitals, Breasts W RU? ★

#prophesy

[mona--el-tahan]

شكرا يا رجالة المعلمة 🙏🙏

ندى اشتغلت يا رجالة المعلمة

مكان اسمه APACHI CHICKEN عند بنزينة المشير

عينيكم عليها .. بعيد عن شاذات القوات المسلحة المصرية