#devise unfathomable plans

[belit0]

Heyy, could I request a madara x reader where your hashirama and tobiramas little sister or something

Sure thing love, here we go, little adventure💕😩💫

Senju bros can be possessive just like Uchihas, u would be surprised👀🫱🏼‍🫲🏼

Tobirama enters the house huffing, exhausted and disgusted to be using his valuable time in this way. Now that the village is calm, functional, and not so dependent, he can take the liberty to do whatever he pleases, morally wrong or not.

So, when he noticed some particular marks on (Y/N)'s neck, hickeys more properly speaking, he knew he had to investigate where they came from. How dare she, the Senju princess, walk around with such a wild pattern on her neck? Even worse, who is the idiot that thinks it prudent to leave marks on the younger sister of the Senju leaders?

With a free schedule and time to spare, Tobirama thought it wise to find out the mystery without having an uncomfortable chat with his sister. Of course, he didn't expect to have a comparable dialogue with his older brother.

Arriving in the courtyard, he finds a Hashirama submerged up to his elbows in dirty water, using a wooden board to scrub soapy clothes against it. The mixture of emotions shown on his face is unfathomable, and it is not until the albino clears his throat three times that the Hokage stops violently scrubbing.

"Anija, what are you doing?" he rests a shoulder against the door, and folding his arms he inquires.

"Isn't it obvious? Laundry." The dryness of his response and the lack of typical cheerfulness put Tobirama on alert, analyzing his expression more deeply. Is he angry?

"You wash yours on weekends. It's Tuesday, your behavior exceeds normal limits."

"It's not mine." Hashirama looks at him with angry eyes, a mixture of rage and frustration mixed with uncertainty.

"Whose then?"

"(Y/N)'s." He says it sheepishly, shifting his gaze quickly to the dirty water and scrubbing hard again, too hard to be simply washing clothes. There is what can be interpreted as anger in his movements, viciousness.

"I think our younger sister is adult enough to take care of...her underwear? Anija that-"

"For god's sake Tobirama! Don't even imply such a thing!" He explodes in a restrained scream, dropping the board and splashing water everywhere. He snorts indignantly, and seems to gather his strength before speaking, "I just... I stopped by her room, to say hello of course, but all I found were several pairs of underwear on the floor, full of..."

"Full of?" Tobirama isn't sure he wants to know the answer.

"Sperm."

"FUCK!"

Connecting dots, taking into account the marks on (Y/N)'s neck and the underwear incidents that Hashirama believes he has to deal with, the two brothers embark on a deep and embarrassing conversation about their sister's private life, speculating what she does in her spare time and who she's dating.

Who is the man who leaves hickeys on her skin and ruins her panties with dangerous fluids? Neither of them know, but they both set out to find out together.

They devise a plan, a master strategy to follow their younger sister without her knowledge and keep an eye on her for as long as it takes to finally find her suitor, to decide if he is worthy of her or not.

The execution is perfect, both Senju moving through the shadows of the night and hiding in the ones provided by the sun, always blending in with the view and disabling chakras, impossible to detect. Tobirama employs his sensory abilities to further understand (Y/N)'s movements, who she sees during the day, who she hangs out with at night, but neither of them anticipates what is the truth of the situation.

When seeing their sister enter the Uchiha compound, the albino's hair stands on end. Even more cautious than ever, they follow her to the main house, where their jaws drop.

Madara comes out of his home, calm and relaxed, scantily clad considering it's 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and wraps his arms around (Y/N) lifting her off the ground, giving her a long, lingering kiss on the mouth. He squeezes her butt with one hand, while she curls her hands in his long hair, pressing him tighter against her face as she smiles.

Tobirama is quick, too quick for his own good, and in a fit of anger and indignation leaps from his hiding place ready to attack the Uchiha leader, having envisioned how to assassinate him without hurting his younger sister in the process. When his kunai is an inch away from that hideous tangled wig, a huge log stops him from the wrist, sabotaging his perfect assassination.

Madara doesn't flinch, looking to the side and putting distance between the threat still with (Y/N) in his arms. He settles her better in his grip, and flashes a morbid smirk. "Well, well, well... what do we have here?"

"Tobirama, back off!" Hashirama shouts from the hideout they had agreed upon, his jutsu preventing his brother from moving dangerously against the pair.

"YOU HAVE SINNED (Y/N)! SINNED!" he shouts through clenched teeth and wild-eyed, understanding the cum in his sister's panties comes from an Uchiha, AND WHAT UCHIHA! fucking (Y/N), sold to the enemy, compulsive backstabber.

"I guess I'm going to hell, Tobi, but I'm happy." The woman embraces her beloved closer, Madara tightening his grip on her buttocks to keep her feet from touching the ground, unwilling to let go.

"Don't you worry, Senju, the devil is going to punish her himself. By the way, guess who that is." The Uchiha winks at him, and at his reply, Tobirama shouts angrily toward the sky, almost freeing himself from his older brother's prison. More branches sprout from the one holding him by the wrist and wrap around him completely, enclosing him in a wooden shell as Hashirama approaches with a grin from ear to ear.

"Madara! I'm so glad it's you! Don't worry about underwear guys! make as many heirs as you can!" Tobirama's muffled cries are heard from his shell, but the three laugh with genuine joy at the way their families come together.

#uchiha madara x reader #madara uchiha x reader #madara x reader #senju tobirama #tobirama senju #tobirama #hashirama senju #senju hashirama #hashirama #senju clan #uchiha clan #uchiha madara #madara #madara uchiha #naruto #naruto imagines #naruto shippuden #naruto founders #naruto x reader

[giannaxmadden]

[Gugu Mbatha Raw | she/her ] Another face is seeking safety in New Orleans. Make sure to welcome GIANNA MADDEN to the home of the resilient. Rumor has it that they are an 41 year old BANSHEE, who is one of the SURVIVORS but we’ll keep that a secret. They are said to be GREEDY, but that’s all a façade to cover up their PERCEPTIVE nature. We’ve heard that they can be found listening to MISS JACKSON by PANIC! AT THE DISCO, which sums them up pretty well. Let’s hope that they can find a way to survive this harsh new world. ( ooc tia, 27, gmt+2, she/her ) ( billie dawson bio mom wc )

BASICS

FULL NAME: Gianna Rowe Madden

NICKNAME(S): Gia

BIRTHDAY: August 19th

AGE: 41

HOMETOWN: New Orleans

RELIGION: N/A

FAMILY

Husband (separated, open connection)

Billie Dawson (biological daughter)

Four brothers (open conenctions)

BIOGRAPHY

Gia was born in an extremely religious family. Her father was a pastor and her mother was a prominent member of the community. They expected nothing less than perfection and devotion from their only daughter, but she was far from both. Gia had always had a mind of her own, and at the age of 16 and the peak of her rebellion, she fell in love with a boy. An older boy. A good-for-nothing boy. Her happiness was short-lived, and she became pregnant soon thereafter.

Her father, having found out, was nothing short of furious. Their only daughter, pregnant out of wedlock, the shame was unfathomable. And to make matters worse, she hell-bent on going through with the abortion, of murdering the baby, a sin unforgivable. So they locked her up, they made it impossible for Gia to leave until she reached a point where abortion was no longer an option. After that, they were pretty much through with her. And she had already devised a plan, a thorough plan to get the fuck out.

Birth was difficult, a process worse than anyone could have described. And she did it alone, and she did it quick. Not long after, she left the baby, not with her insane cult-like family, no, Gia would have died before letting another little girl go through that kind of hell. No, she left her instead with strangers. Kind strangers. And she was a baby, a beautiful baby. She would be adopted, and she would have a good life, and she would never know the total fucking shitshow that led to her existence.

After that, Gia skipped town. She found herself living off charity, wits and limited savings. She worked, she schemed, she reinvented herself. New name, to match the new person she was determined to grow into. She got herself through college, through internships, through different hands of greedy men, and eventually she ended up getting into politics. Now a senator, she is and she has everything she's always dreamed of. A house that fits her ever whim, a husband who looks perfect on paper, a life where she doesn't rely on anything or anyone. Complete, utter independence. What more did a woman need?

#exitium.intro

[grafofheaven]

Psalm 64

Bitte um Schutz vor bösen Anschlägen.

Höre, Gott, meine Stimme in meiner Klage, behüte mein Leben vor dem schrecklichen Feinde. Verbirg mich vor den Anschlägen der Bösen, vor dem Toben der Übeltäter, die ihre Zunge schärfen wie ein Schwert, mit ihren giftigen Worten zielen wie mit Pfeilen, dass sie heimlich schießen auf den Frommen; plötzlich schießen sie auf ihn ohne alle Scheu. Sie sind kühn mit ihren bösen Anschlägen & reden davon, wie sie Stricke legen wollen, und sprechen: Wer kann sie sehen? Sie haben Böses im Sinn und sprechen: "Wir haben einen hinterhältigen Plan gefasst"! Unergründlich sind Herz und Sinn. Da trifft sie Gott mit dem Pfeil, plötzlich sind sie zu Boden geschlagen. Ihre eigene Zunge bringt sie zu Fall, dass ihrer spotten wird, wer sie sieht. Alle Menschen werden sich fürchten & sagen: "Das hat Gott getan, und erkennen, dass es sein Werk ist"! Der Gerechte wird sich des HERRN freuen und auf ihn trauen, und alle frommen Herzen werden sich seiner rühmen.

Psalm 64

Ask for protection from evil attacks.

Hear, O God, my voice in my lamentation, protect my life from the terrible enemy. Hide me from the plots of the wicked, from the fury of the evildoers, who sharpen their tongues like a sword, aim with their poisonous words like arrows, that they may secretly shoot at the pious; suddenly they shoot at him without any shyness. They are bold in their evil plots, and talk about how they want to lay ropes, and say, "Who can see them?" They have evil in mind and say, "We have devised a devious plan"! Unfathomable are heart and mind. Then God hits them with an arrow, and suddenly they are knocked to the ground. Their own tongue causes them to fall, so that they will be mocked by those who see them. All people will be afraid and say, "This is what God has done, and they will know that it is His work"! The righteous will rejoice in the Lord and trust in him, and all the righteous hearts will glory in him.

#Grafofheaven

[immortaldcrling]

                                                  𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬                     (   known  as  one  of  the  most  powerful  witches  in  history  )  

                                             (  we  can  simultaneously  be  human  and  monster  ,                       that  both  of  those  possibilities  are  in  us  all.  )

it seems like artemis has been seen around town, humming trouble by elvis  presley under their breath. apparently they are a 29/1500+ year old witch. townsfolk whisper about them being debonair and resourceful, but also malevolent and hypocritical. the heiress has been in town for a few days, and gives off the vibes of something wicked hidden behind perfectly painted crimson lips , a  violent temper veiled by centuries of slumber , grand  burlesque house parties to celebrate a grand awakening.

𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬  :  a  glance  at  artemis  .

name:  artemis  .  place  of  birth:  roman  london  .  date  of  birth:  sometime  in  autumn  in  351  ad  .  age:  29 / 1500+  .  species:  witch  ,  using  the  immortality  slumber  spell  .  occupation:  hieress  ,  has  gained  her  wealth  through  a  string  of  marriages  to  ancient  kings  and  modern  day  businessmen  .  current  residence:  forks  ,  washington  .  past  residence:  new  orleans  ,  louisiana  where  she  moved  to  during  1921  and  fell  into  her  most  recent  slumber  there  .  family:  cato  (  father  ,  human  who  died  by  a  vampire  attack  )  ,  demetra  (  mother  ,  witch  who  died  of  sickness  )  ,  alessa  (  sister  ,  witch  who  died  from  reversing  the  immortality  slumber  spell  )  .  moral  alignment:  neutral  evil  .     

𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮  :  take  a  deep  dive  .    

artemis  was  born  alongside  her  twin  sister  alessa  during  the  4th  century  .  the  daughters  of  the  right  hand  to  the  roman  emperor  of  the  time  ,  spent  their  days  glued  to  one  another's  hips  .  their  mother  ,  demetra  ,  was  a  powerful  witch  from  greece  who  taught  artemis  and  alessa  everything  she  knew  ,  it  bonded  the  three  in  ways  almost  unfathomable  to  their  father  .  it  was  when  their  mother  died  of  sickness  that  artemis’  fear  of  death  was  enacted  .  with  all  the  power  and  knowledge  she  had  she  knew  the  only  thing  in  the  world  that  could  hurt  her  was  the  inevitable  ;  time  .  it  wasn’t  long  after  that  the  two  sisters  devised  a  plan  to  preform  an  immortality  spell  ,  although  alessa  feared  it  would  be  too  dark  of  a  spell  and  upset  nature  ,  but  artemis  refused  to  heed  her  sisters  words  and  as  her  sister  would  go  on  to  claim  in  the  future  artemis’  own  fear  of  death  cursed  both  sisters  ,  in  more  ways  than  just having  to  fall  into  a  century  long  slumber  .  now  with  more  power  than  ever  artemis  really  fell  into  the  darker  side  of  magic  ,  inevitably  pushing  her  sister  to  have  to  leave  her  side  .

𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨  :  more  details  .

a  vendetta  burns  through  this  old  witches  veins  ,  every  year  she  awakes  her  goal  stays  the  same  ,  ruin  the  kings  of  the  vampire  world  ;  the  volturi  ,  who  rid  the  world  of  some  of  her  ancestors  over  a  millennia  ago  after  they  aided  aro  in  locking  away  the  old  ones  .  she  feels  their  pain  and  their  betrayal  and  holds  onto  it  ,  even  today  .

if  there  is  one  thing  in  this  world  she  struggles  with  it’s  her  choice  over  a  thousand  years  ago  to  enact  the  immortality  spell  ,  everything  is  fleeting  in  her  life  as  she  knows  she  only  has  365  days  before  another  century  will  pass  and  the  world  as  she  comes  to  know  it  will  change  again  . 

her  temper  can  often  get  the  better  of  her  .  she  is  easily  set  off  and  when  she  is  anyone  in  her  way  should  be  fearful  ,  she  has  set  flame  to  villages  and  towns  alike  leaving  nothing  but  ashes  in  her  wake  and  done  so  with  delight  etched  into  her  face  .

one  of  if  not  the  most  powerful  witch  in  history  .  being  born  into  a  family  of  extremely  powerful  witches  would  have  been  enough  to  strike  fear  in  her  powers  but  now  with  time  and  enhanced  power  from  her  long  slumbers  she  is  nearly  unstoppable  .  there  is  not  a  spell  in  existence  that  she  cannot  perform  .  

has  a  particular  affinity  for  human  life  .  despite  the  many  lives  she  has  taken  during  fits  of  rage  ,  she  has  a  long  standing  love  for  humans  and  their  frailty  and  believes  any  species  that  preys  on  humans  to  be  one  of  natures  true  abominations  and  stands  firm  in  the  belief  that  she  and  her  brothers  and  sister  have  the  duty  to  eradicate  them  ,  at  any  cost  ,  even  if  that  means  human  lives  must  be  lost  in  the  process  .    

#bitten.intro

[lightfaithed]

@tapalslegacy

His capture was unfortunate. Stormtroopers bound his hands and had removed his lightsaber. At least they had not yet found his communication device. The corresponding rebel base hopefully had given up on him the moment Ben indicated he was caught. They best forget him and just focus on their cause, continue the good fight.

He could fight as well, take out these soldiers and free himself, but what then? He barely knew the layout of this cursed fortress and would only make the situation worse for himself. Ben also didn't know where his lightsaber was. The better course of action would be to let them throw him in a cell where he has the calm to devise a plan.

As long as he wasn't here, all would be well. And Ben would notice if he was anywhere close. This being his fortress, it was only a matter of time before he would arrive but not yet. For now, the Force was quiet with uncertainty and apprehension. All will be well, he told himself. All will be well.

"Take him to the Eleventh Brother."

Or perhaps not. The Inquisitors were known to be vile. Force sensitive themselves, instead of protecting their brothers and sisters in need, they hunted them down, betrayed them. They were worse than Sith that had never walked the light before, because only knowing darkness surely turns you into something despicable, but having lived in the light to then turn against it? Unfathomable. Ben pitied them.

#tapalslegacy #v: pre-kenobi #LESGOOO

[lizziespoem]

earn you | nanami ͏⸺ one shot

͏⸺ If looks could actually kill, the man with the pitch-black hair would arch in front of everyone because of unfathomable torment which spread onto his neck down to every single of his veins as soon as the cold stare of the tall man caught his shadow while his jaw tensed as the blonde man could see how he tried to get close to you.

god, he knew that it was an ugly feeling crawling up his body as it tried to rip the skin of his bones and Kento Nanami knew he didn't had any right to feel the jealousy rushing down his spine after you didn't even been his, still his eyes shone so venomously as if he was trying to burn the laughing man beside you down till until a breath could blow away the ashes and as much as he tried to turn his gaze away from you, he couldn’t help but watching every single of your movements, every little inconspicuous reaction your body made while the unfamiliar man spoke to you.

The feeling stuck to his skin like a curse, rears his nasty thoughts into the mind of Nanami while playing with the weakness that he tried to hide as well as he could, so no one else could touch you, not like Nanami touched you and even if you didn't belonged to him, he didn't wanted you to belong to someone else as well.

His long fingers clung to the blunt sword in his hand, as if at any moment it threatened to shatter in his hand and the words that flew from Satoru’s mouth passed him in the second as he read your movements, searching for a clue that you didn't liked the attention of the black haired man, that you needed Nanami to step up, but you didn't needed him as he saw you laughing and letting your eyes travel down the body of the unfamiliar sorcerer.

“y/n, you're coming with me” his raspy cold voice interrupted the man with the white hair and the blindfold around his eyes who led a monologue about what an incredibly good plan he had devised, but before Gojo could complain that Nanami had not listened to him and should take the sorcerer from another town, the tall man with the blond hair already had let his deadly eyes slipped away from everyone in the groupe and went to the main entrance of the abandoned mansion.

A small gap parted the lips of the strongest jujutsu sorcerer as he lets his hand slip over his chest as he gesticulated that his heart had shattered in a million pieces, a chuckle escaped your throat as you gently patted him on the shoulder when you whispered a fast everything gonna be fine from your lips before you quickly followed Nanami with hasty steps.

It had started harmlessly between the two of you, with innocent glances through the room everytime the jujutsu sorcerer had a meeting in the academy and lead you to ask the tall man if he would be so kind training with you to make your strengths to stronger and your weaknesses to strengths, but after training together a few times you couldn’t stop what it would be like if he touched you in the places he tried to avoid.

“so we aren't talking today?' you asked teasingly as you followed the tall man through the dark corridor looking out for any curses that could potentially attack you.

The humidity in the air was clearly noticeable as you sneak through the hallway, between the mildly moldy walls and the dusty furniture searching for anything that would be the possibility to go home faster and take a shower to rub the terrible stench off the skin. The coarse sand under your shoes creaked between the protruding planks, while you did not try to trample on the scattered debris and paper remnants as you noticed the doors of the many showcases were wide open, as if someone had torn them open to look for something, the porcelain lay scattered on the old wooden parquet hidden under the sand and some bulbs of the lamps had burst.

“perfect, so you're also ignoring me” you mumbled with a slight eye roll as you let a small sign out of you mouth, earning you that his deadly cold stare lands on you “I can't concentrate if you keep talking”

He wasn’t lying, but he was hiding that even if you were silent, he couldn’t concentrate, because the only thing that was in his mind was how he could save you from the other man, how he prevented you from falling in love with someone without Nanami himself never having a chance to show you that he could be any kind of guy you wanted.

“you should watch out for Yuminova” a subliminal rage hid in his voice as he spat the name of the other jujutsu sorcerer from his lips as his gaze fell back on the abandoned hallway, examining the halls for a sign of the curse when a spark of surprise flashes in your eyes “Yuminova?”

His prominent jaw tensed as he heard the name of the other man out of your mouth and all he could think about was what he could do to make you never forget the name of the man, what he could do so that the letters in your mind could no longer merge into another name and only form Nanami’s name.

“you trust people to easily” murmured the blond man as his finger gently stroked over the door knob of the kitchen door to push it open when he said again “you shouldn’t get your heart broken by someone who doesn't even care”

The tension in the air was clear and you didn't even knew what to say as you silently followed him into the kitchen before you sarcastically whispered “charming as always”

“it would be better to watch you blindly fall on someone who doesn't even do the minimum to earn you” with this words he turned to you and his empty dead eyes sucked you up within a second, letting a unknown cold running down your spine as you could feel your knees getting a bit weaker, only one of his intense stares and he managed to touch you at places you never imagined without even using his fingers.

Your feet stopped in the scattered sand on the doorframe as you caught Nanami’s gaze “the minimum to earn you?”

“please y/n” he groan as his fingers rubbed over his temple and the other hand leans against the old dining table to support himself as a small curve formed between his waist and his hips, letting his tensed muscles peaking through the material of his blue dress shirt “everyone can see that you're gorgeous, do you really get that weak if someone tells you the truth anyone can see?”

“don't say to me, all it takes to earn you is to tell you how beautiful you are” this time he wasn't asking, he was demanding, demanding you to see the truth what it takes to earn you, that nobody could earn you just with some obvious observations and some light spoken words.

Another groan escaped his mouth as he knew that he would even lick the sand of your shoes right now just to prove you your worth, no curse, no god and no grave could have stopped him from crawling on his knees to show you what it meant to earn you.

Silence, blank silence swirled between Nanami and you, as with a beat your heart burst out for a brief moment and your throat burned blocking every word to leave your mouth, making you cough so some words stumbled from your lips “Nanami, you don't know what you're saying”

There it was, his name in your mouth, a soft moan escaped his mouth, pleased to hear his name dancing over your tongue.

“you're wrong, I do know damn well what I am saying” his eyes were glued onto yours as he slowly steps closer to you till he puts one of his arms around your hip to pull you closer to his body while he pushed the old kitchen door close behind you before he pressed your body against the old wood and slowly sinking down his knees in front of you “but you need to understand what it takes to earn you y/n”

His fingers brushed from your hips down to your thighs before he took your hand into his and slowly leading it to his lips to kiss each of your knuckles and still look up into your eyes “let me show it how it feels to be able to be anything but still craving to be yours”

“Nanami…” you mumbled as you take your hand out of his face, trying to to hide the tinted blush on your cheeks, but he immediately stands back up and grabs your wrist before you can even hide your face as his other hand stroked through your hair “please, I make you blush let me see it, I beg you”

His long fingers wandered to your neck and gently stroked down your spine to your back as he sucked up every shimmer in your face, while letting his other hand pushing your chin a bit higher as his thumb traces over your lips “only a fool wouldn't see your beauty y/n”

“do you know how much it took me not to taste your lips or your skin?” he groans as he feels you shivering under his touch, feeling your hot breath stroking over his face as you look up at him with those innocent eyes begging him to touch you as he leans his forehead against yours, still holding his hand under your chin to pull it up a little further. Gently his hand slip down to your throat as his thumb drew small circles over your skin as his hand gripped around your throat leading your ear to his lips “I shouldn't crave for you and still I want you to be my little secret”

Nanami couldn't hold himself back anymore as his lips softly nibbed on the skin under your ear, holding your throat in a former grip as his other hand holded you by your chest “but you aren't meant be a secret”

His fingers brushed over your breast drawing circles over your covered nipples as his lips sucked on the skin of your neck “you meant to be shown off, to be presented, to be proud of”

A quiet moan escaped your lips as Nanami squeezed one of your breast with his hand while his lips traveled over your jaw as the grip your throat made you tilted your head back to your neck, making him grin as he lets his lips stroke yours “your moans are as pretty as you are”

“what if i want to be your secret?” you whisper against his lips as another moan escaped your mouth after his hand squeezed your breast even tighter this time while he watched you with deadly eyes as his voice sounded raspy and desperate “do you?”

Without wasting another word you put your lips on his and Nanami didn’t hesitate to let his tongue slide into your mouth and pulled you closer to him as his hand on your breast went under the material of your shirt, massaging your breast, smirking at every single moan that escaped your mouth into his as your kiss went rougher and he could feel his pants getting tighter, while you closed your eyes, giving into his touches and letting your hands slip to the waistline of his pants, pulling him closer to you till you feel the bulge pressing against your body.

A loud crash a few rooms further pulls you both out of the spell and makes Nanami moan annoyed as he leans his face for a short moment on your shoulder as he mumbled a small great into your skin before he placed a gentle kiss on your shoulder looking back into your eyes “I promise i will teach you what it means to earn you after we're done with this curse”

© 2023 LIZZIESPOEM. please do not copy any of my writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

#imagine #jujutsu kaisen #anime #jjk #kento nanami #nanami x you #nanami smut #nanami x reader #jujutsu nanami #jjk nanami #nanami fluff #nanami kento #jujutsu kaisen nanami #kento x y/n #kento x reader #jjk kento #kento x you

[leagueofleaguesff]

🏉League Of Leagues Week 9 Recaps 🏈

(Disclaimer) If you wanna skip my fantasy football rant just skip this post and go to the next NFL Recap for this week...

First and foremost....The Soap Box

🗣Time for another rant by yours truly🗣

In fantasy, scoring has been down across the board. But why?

Limited OTAs, lowered practice times, less preseason games, more loop holes to avoid practicing, options to opt out summer walk through and such, ability for clubs or coaches to play players less or hold players to fewer snaps in scrimmages and early summer games....all of these factors are playing into an "uneven" fantasy season.

To my recollection, I have never experienced a season this chaotic with players being able to not participate in games due to not wanting to - but teams designating players OUT under false reasons

Players now can show displeasure with coaching staff decisions or franchise decisions by eliminating thier team presence on social media to illicit reactions and cause turmoil (rather intentional or inadvertently) for thier respective clubs.

With the change in NFL designations, teams have had little windows to withhold or omit certain issues with players leaving the fantasy community scrambling due to last minute (pertinent) info not being disclosed.

Team Beat Writers are not what they used to be. In order to gain favor, they politic with players or clubs in general so they can schmooze as opposed to digging for the issues or details or players availability, status within teams, favor in or out with coaches, organization schism, and the like. Its this lack of true reporting of hard facts that leaves fantasy players screwed with inability to make rational decisions without concrete facts.

Beat writers also put out false info to be tm"the first" in the new digital age (damn I sound old) that causes either indecision or incorrect "hindsight" choices

Players are not 100% due to the nature of the game, but injuries galore have piled on. It has watered down the product seen on the field with sloppy play. Possibly in part to lack of cohesiveness with offensive lineman, qb to wr duos, defensive schemes, etc.

In a copy cat league defenses are able to study film and devise measures (plans) to scheme against if they have the personnel to execute. This is even with the league skewing the favor towards offense.

Even with defenses catching up, player on offense are able to make immediate impacts with teams as rookies because pro coaches are adapting systems that colleges implement for easier transition and quicker results.

Coaches are on hot seats even during thier first half of a season. These causes dilembecause of immediate demand of return from ownership for wins and coaching philosophies and for coaching/developing...which goes back to the issue I stated before about lack of practice.

We are in an age of advance medicine and new age technologies or inventive techniques to preserve the body of players. With all that said, we have never seen this many injuries in a season to stsrting players since fantasy has become a thing.

Yes, more access like shows of hardknocks, social media leaks, and cameras at every juncture has highlighted more than we may have been able to see in years past. With that factor in play its still unfathomable how much player injuries and drama we are able to capture or learn about.

NFL at the end of the day is a business. Teams look to instant success. More than ever, teams are willing to trade picks and players for frequently. Its exciting but also another factor of the cohesion teams need to overcome during a course of a season. Nothing new....just more frequent.

Betters on games who partake in lines (bet if a player earns x yardage above or below that number) have seen stat lines down which has effected the new aspect of the NFL....gambling. This is crucial of betters to know all important information prior to placing bets.

Instant replays are pivotal but also slow the game down for viewers. Why not have the NY office have cameras and teams in the booth and at headquarters seeing every angle as to speed up the processes and supercede incorrect/blatant bad calls by referees.

Refs themselves are under more scrutiny based on some gray area interpretation of rulings. This is where the NFL offices can step in more.

For pete sakes, please put a sensor in the balls so we can determine first down markers or at very least, end zone "over the plane" calls. It can be done.

More international games are growing the sport. The flights ✈️ cross country and oversees does not seem to effect players like it once did in the past with next week performances. A study on that should be interesting.

Thursday scheduling aside, teams have some say in scheduling with late afternoon options, next week home/away choices after prime time games, etc. When the NFL eventually goes to 18 games...should there be 2 bye weeks?

More and more RB premiums are going by the wayside because of RB tandems or committees. Unless you have top tier talent who can carry the bulk of the load, we have to as fantasy players decide how they come into play ADP (average draft positions) in drafts. Do we slide them down or are they so short in talent pool they are trusted into the 1st rounds. Perhaps all RBs 2nd round onto 5th round are interchangeable?

Very poor play of QBs. Out with the old (Rodgers, Brady, Ryan, Wilson, Stafford) in with the new (Burrows, Allen, Mahomes, Fields, Hurts, Kyler, Lamar, etc)

This seasons fantasy gods sought to deplete the tier of QB talent and performance. Are QBs trusted into first round status of drafts next year?

TEs, only Kelce and Andrews are top tier. All others are stream options. Waller and Pitts have really hurt teams this year. There's multiple factors at play as to why. Only a handful of other TEs are sit em and accept the low bar for consistency (Goedert, Njoku, Hockenson, Ertz). The rest you can play matchup to matchup or high upside trends.

Because there is no depth to TEs should there be a change to how they score in fantasy? A premium on TE scoring like some leagues do?

Many leagues have foregone the Kicker and defense positions in favor of more flex spots.

Kickers are even getting hurt at accelerated rates.

IDP leagues are becoming more of a thing. Normally the 3 layers a defense (lineman, DBs, and the sought after lineback middle of the defense)

2 QB leagues are trending. Whether its 2 QBs or a super flex. This changes draft strategies.

Normally in the past, straight up matches with WR (Chad Johnson) with man to man or zone coverage (Revis Island) would be clear cut. Not so much this year. Its a crap shoot on determining if matchups play that much of a factor or not week to week.

Fantasy has been a fluke.

NFL has seen teams in favor of grinding out (or by no choice due to poor play and injuries) winning close games. How many games have been one possession games at the end of the 4th quarter? Makes for excitement...but a damper on fantasy overall in terms of amount of points being spread among players on your roster.

Teams have also utilized random bench players. 3rd string and practice squad guys are scoring TDs as opposed to your 1st draft players. Yeah "you like that" *Kirk Cousins voice*

Traditional drop back QBs are becoming increasingly unpopular in favor of QBs who can produce somewhat on the ground. Its even that much more crucial as thense players fantasy wise give you that additional few points you wouldn't else get. Again that dwindles RB point totals.

Love the fact teams can group celebrate

Love the fact players come with unique cleats they can wear

Seen some awesome uniform designs online, wish they would allow designers to have a feature uniform for each week while including the color rush, home & away, and old school uniforms

With Amazon joining NBC ABC CBS & Fox, I wonder if other streaming companies will get into the fray to broadcast games

Ok ok, rant done.

Went off on a tangent, I'm off my 🧼 📦 now. Onto the recaps....

[suntzuofficial]

He was born around 1162.  His name Temüjin (meaning Iron or Blacksmith), the son of a chief within a nomadic tribe in Mongolia.  At age 9, his father took him on a trip to select a girl as his future wife.  But on their journey, they were betrayed by a rival faction, his father killed by poison.  And for the next 20 + years of his life, Temujin endured much hardship and betrayal, as his own tribe abandoned him.  His enemies tortured him, starved him, bound him into slavery by wooden collar, tried to kill him (unsuccessfully), and even gifted his wife to another man as a spoil of war.

And within that time period, Temüjin repeatedly escaped bondage (only to be recaptured several times), learned to hunt/forage to survive in the wild, and trained himself to fight & kill.  And gradually he became stronger, becoming a brutal & ruthless warrior who rarely ever left a score unsettled by death (and eventually rescued his wife).

And as he grew older he became wiser/more open minded, for after having endured so much betrayal, he was tolerant of different religions, valuing more the spirit in each man's soul, believing in meritocracy, as opposed to favoritism.  And in doing so, he united faiths across the land, inspiring deep loyalty in men, turning enemies into friends, friends into warriors, warriors into tribes, tribes into a vast army over 250,000 strong.  

By 1206, Temüjin was appointed Supreme Ruler of the Mongolian Empire and rode across northern Asia, capturing walled cities and castles, sometimes never attacking them, but rather by surrounding and starving them out till  surrender (tactics outlined in "The Art of War").  And with each new territory conquered, Temüjin generously bestowed the newfound riches to his people and not so much himself, for his main objective was to challenge and conquer other empires.

But let's not sugar coat history, during his reign historians estimate Temüjin was responsible for the deaths of up to 40 million people.  His reputation invoked so much fear that cities would often surrender immediately upon his arrival.  And so brutal were his methods that 20th Century Soviet historians suppressed his history, merely describing him as a merciless, barbarian monster.

But when Russian Filmmaker Sergei Bodrov set out to make a film about Temüjin's life, he "started to get suspicious.  I found just an amazing, great, childhood story.  He was orphan. He suffered a lot, he was a slave, he was the under dog.  And there was an amazing love story.  And there was something wrong with this interpretation."

At his death in 1227, Temüjin conquered twice as much land than any other person in world history, bringing Eastern and Western civilizations into contact in the process.

In 2007, Sergei Bodrov's film about Temüjin was released.  

It was called "𝗠𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗼𝗹: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗞𝗵𝗮𝗻".

"𝘿𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙖 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙘𝙪𝙗; 𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙚𝙧." ~ 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙗 (𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙢 "𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙡")

𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀 if you are a Mongol Warrior, who believes in Genghis Khan's motto “𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙪𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙.”

𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗘 this to your enemy as your army surrounds their castle…“𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙂𝙤𝙙...𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨, 𝙂𝙤𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙪𝙥𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪.” ~ 𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙆𝙝𝙖𝙣

𝗙𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗢𝗪 for Daily Inspiration/Wisdom/Strategies from Sun Tzu's "The Art of War".

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[uuujeewriting]

Hi!! I was just wondering on the post where reader was a yandere and how the boys would react, could you do something like a part 2 to it? Like where they find out the reason why reader is like this? Sorry if its not really clear and you don’t have to do it! Anyways have a good day :D

change you [albedo, childe, kaeya, diluc, xiao]

part 2 of ‘stop it’ where fem!reader is a yandere

tw: UNHEALTHY/TOXIC RELATIONSHIP, gore, violence, cuss words, manipulative behavior, obsessive and possessive behavior, murder and angst of course

albedo x fem! reader, childe x fem! reader, kaeya x fem! reader, diluc x fem! reader, xiao x fem! reader

a/n: just a reminder that this behavior should not be tolerated or idolized as it is not healthy nor is it acceptable. sorry this took such a long time anon! i’m clearing my inbox tonight since i’m finally done with school hehe. hope this is to your liking nonnie, sorry if the bits are too short !!

i would like to clarify that if any of these scenarios/hc’s of mine are similar to other writers’ works, it is unintentional and i apologize

albedo

after the incident that happened between you and his former assistant, he hadn’t left the lab and you inside it for days

he claims to others that something in his research had come up and he would be requiring maximum isolation for the next few days

or weeks

(absolutely believable considering the timely announcement of his deceased assistant)

“albedo..” the alchemist’s eye twitched at the ring of your voice, beckoning him to you

“shouldn’t you at least entertain me–your captive?” you sickeningly chuckle as you notice his annoyance

soon this turned into complete panic

“come on,” you cling onto his arm, “pay attention to me before i leave you with no assistants at all.” 

the audacity, albedo exclaims internally

“do not tempt me to bind you to a chair until i find a solution, y/n.” he peers menacingly into you in a futile attempt to guise his fear

fear that you’d be too much for him to control

that he’ll lose you even further

you let out a ‘tsk’ as you take a seat beside the busied alchemist

“why are you even trying so hard?” a mumble escapes your mouth

perhaps he felt responsible

or maybe he does this to avenge sucrose

there might even be a slim possibility of him still loving you

but none of these answers felt genuine enough to reason

“frankly enough, i, too, question why.” 

childe

your trip home was awkward

and that’s to say the least

fuming in utter disbelief and rage was your alleged lover, intentionally averting his gaze from you

he was trying so hard not you hit you, the only thing holding him back is that he didn’t want to stoop to your level

you were rather pleased with what had happened and flaunted this

“that went well,” you smile and raised an eyebrow as you eyed childe

“you have no heart at all.” his voice devoid of any emotion aside from anger reaches your ears

at this, you dare laugh amidst the tension in the atmosphere surrounding the both of you

“now, i wouldn’t say that! i did it for you, isn’t that enough to prove i’m just as human as everyone else?” 

“you make me sick.” the harbinger spits

you aren’t too pleased with this 

moving to his side, you pinch his cheeks, “come now, love. a little warning from me won’t kill them!” you attempted to lift the mood but all is in vain as you feel a wet drop trickle down from childe’s cheek to your hand

eyes widening at this. you finally pipe down at wait for his response

he grabs your wrist and yanks it from his face

“don’t you dare come near me every again, you’re the worst person i’ve ever been manipulated by.”

kaeya

to say that kaeya was disappointed is an understatement

what’s worse than catching your lover trying to murder some nun for inconveniencing him at the dead of night?

having all this happen and being a captain of the knights of favonius

“what in celestia’s name has gotten into you, y/n?”

oh, he was mad

no ‘baby,’ ‘sweetheart–’ not even ‘snowdrop’

you idly twiddle your thumbs innocently, as if you weren’t about to be charged for attempted murder in a few hours

“i thought it would make you happy.” you admit

facepalming to the highest caliber, kaeya sighs and manages to break a sarcastic smile, finding the entire situation unbelievable

“simply outstanding, l/n.”

uh oh, he used your last name

furrowing your eyebrows, you raise one, “you’ve never called me that, sweetheart.”

kaeya glares at you, “let’s put it like this–i’m trying my absolute best not to knock you out right now.”

“i still don’t see how i did anything wrong.” you cross your arms

the knight chuckles hoarsely

“oh, you will.” he states 

and after that, he goes ahead to the acting grandmaster’s office

things are going to be pretty rough for you from now on

diluc

once he had found adelinde’s corpse in the vicinity and see how you disposed of her, he felt sick to the stomach

yet another one buried six feet under his

“do you like my gift, dearest?” placing a hand on his stiff shoulder, you look at the mess you made

“why, you-” he grumbled and grits his teeth

and the worst has yet to come

“once i have you behind bars for this, i’ll make sure you repent.” diluc states with his clenched fists

“oh, about that-” you laugh, “you can’t”

what?

“excuse me?!” the pyro wielder exclaims

“well, mister flawless reputation, i’ve already devised a plan beforehand,” you pause to slowly circle the man frozen in place

“elzer had put in records of cannibalism in adelinde’s files, since suspicion has been around for a while.” 

damn the maids for having such loud mouths

“a simple statement such as ‘it was self defense!’ and it’d be fine.”

you were truly a force to be reckoned with when aggravated

even so, if he couldn’t have you put in jail, no way was he going to let you live alongside him any further

“pack your things.” he clenches his jaw and drags you indoors

“i’ll give you five minutes to take everything with you, and if you dare defy me this time, i’ll make sure you are dealt with swiftly myself.”

xiao

out of everything you could’ve surprised him with, why did it have to be this?

this wasn’t a pleasant surprise, no

he didn't feel any love from what you’d done, only the flames of fury engulfed the adeptus

“in what plane if existence did you think what you’d done is flattering?!” the yaksha yelled once you and him got to a secluded room in wangshu inn

“xiao, i wasn’t trying to be mean, she laid her eyes on you-”

“like every other being does! gods, y/n, you’re unfathomable.” xiao rubs his temples

inching closer to the trembling man, you atemtped to massage his throbbing head

your efforts have been dismissed with a swat of xiao’s hand as he growls at you

“don’t touch me, filthy mortal.”

“you make me sound like i killed someone,” you laughed it off which angered him greatly

“you almost did!” he reasoned and you tilted your head, feigning ignorance as if this wasn’t a huge deal

“listen, if you’re not going to act accordingly and attack everyone who even lays their eyes on me, do not try to call out my name,” he turns back to you before disappearing into mists of green and black

“i won’t heed to your call.”

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin headcanons #genshin impact x reader #genshin albedo #genshin kaeya #genshin diluc #genshin childe #genshin xiao #albedo x reader #kaeya x reader #childe x reader #diluc x reader #xiao x reader

[paper-n-ashes]

The Late Shift - Part 2

Characters: Paul Sevier x Female Reader

Words: 2k

Warnings/Tags: Little inklings of sexual themes. Otherwise we’re still in PG territory. Oh and mutual pining from two idiots. My favourite kind.

Authors Note: One shot? I don’t know her. Honestly, I don’t have any excuse. I just felt the urge to continue on with this dumb fluffy story because it makes me feel a little warm and fuzzy inside and I needed that. Will we drive this car straight into smut town afterwards? Ah you’ll just have to see. 

Catch up with Part 1 here

*

Paul always considered himself a smart guy. Perceptive, knowledgeable, with years of grueling education behind him to be where he is today.

His schooling, work, almost every minute of his waking moments was spent in the realm of artificial illustrations of correspondence. He could happily spend hours sifting through the words and numbers that made up all types of message transmission, might even admit he had a talent for decoding their significance and origin. Exchanges born from machinery were easy to analyse – they had set rules and gave little room for differing interpretation. He was comfortable in that world. Knew how things worked, what paths data and carefully devised information would take.

Human communication was infinitely harder to navigate. It was a skill he knew he was lacking in, compared to others at least. His words never came out the way he wanted, he struggled to say exactly what was wished to convey and agonised over the fact expression and tone could morph any remark into something with a whole different meaning.

Every day, he encountered people who used this as a tool - a weapon to obscure the truth and conceal hidden agendas. It was hard not to, working for the US government. In time, he’d become cynical. Wary of what people spoke aloud, assuming it was all said without much sincerity or reliability unless proven otherwise.

And then after another arduous day, there you were. Out of nowhere. Kind. Honest. Genuine. Within such an excruciatingly short interaction, you’d exuded all these traits so effortlessly. A breath of fresh air after being smothered by the smog the rest of his life contained.

Paul would easily admit his attraction to you was surprisingly swift. The rapturing smile you wore when you’d looked up from your notepad had him snared from the moment it appeared, an aura of natural vibrance and radiant energy shimmering out from your animated expression. What he’d expected to be a dry, tedious endeavour turned into a spark-filled scene, where an excited stranger made him feel both horrendously nervous and unusually at-ease. It had been a long time since someone made him feel like that.

It had also been a long time since he’d asked someone out on a date, for more than a few reasons. The more prolific Paul became in his job, the more unpredictable and unstable his life outside of it was. It took him across the country at a moments’ notice and consumed most hours of his day, meaning forging even short relationships was fairly difficult.

Plus… he just wasn’t good at it. Putting himself out there. He was shy, paralyzingly so. It’s not exactly something he could refute. His confidence was always born from experience and understanding, in knowing the reasons behind why things worked the way they did, along with being able to calculate what would happen next. No textbook could ever cover the entire spectrum of human personality, and there was no way to truly predict what a person might do or say. 

So, without the security of knowledge behind him, uneasiness and apprehension took over in most of his social interactions, particularly with those he felt a magnetism to. It’s exactly how he thought he seemed during his time with you. Awkward and floundering. Not exactly the most charming attributes for a man to have. And yet, the longer he was in your presence, the more he sensed those foibles fade into the back of his mind.

Talking to you was easy. Easier than it had been with anyone during a first meeting. What hadn’t been easy was enduring the seconds your touch grazed over him in your delicate workings while taking each different measurement - his heart beating a little faster, his muscles becoming a little more tense. When you’d eventually let your stare reach his, he’d seen how your eyes moved to trace the lines of his mouth, and it set his insides on fire. He’d been frozen by the unique type of burn, his body locked in place while a rare impulse begged him to sink his lips onto yours. In the past, he struggled to kiss a woman even after several dates, unable to push past the fear and doubt to turn his desire into action. However, in that moment, he’d been all too eager. His hand had moved on its own accord, fingers slinking up your waist, about to pull you closer when interruption instantly shattered his resolve.

The urge was still there in the dialogue that followed, although the promise of seeing you tomorrow made it easier to walk away, safe in the knowledge he had another opportunity to ask you out when his confidence was properly steeled. For once, he could be smart about this. Use his natural intellect to plan and act accordingly, giving him the best odds of securing more time with you.

Oh, but that all went to shit when your text message popped up on his phone screen. Seeing those words, even if they were meant for someone else, made his excitement reach an unfathomable peak, and in turn made him recklessly send a response without taking a second to think about the consequences.

And now, Paul had never felt so stupid in his entire life.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, the phone in his palm lit up with your conversation on display, he felt his stomach spasm with anxiety. Were you going to reply? What would you say? What if his bluntness freaked you out? What if you weren’t even talking about him? Was this all something his mind conjured up?

As the minutes passed without any sign of a response, the initially minor sense of panic began to compound, weighing heavy on his chest, the chaos of his mind soon melting into one certainty - he’d totally fucked this up.

About to slump his forehead into the steering wheel in a display of despondency, Paul suddenly felt a flash of courage at remembering the view of your face peering up at him. He knew the image of it would haunt him if he didn’t do something. He had to fix this. Explain himself. But it needed to be in person. He wouldn’t let technology mess this up for him again.

With a purposeful breath, Paul exited his car and began to retrace his steps past the other shopfronts, silently rehearsing what he wanted to say to you. He hoped to surrender himself to a collectively embarrassing situation, laugh off the turn of events, having it all culminate in an offer of dinner once your shift had finished. He already had a place in mind, only a street away, a little dumpling house that was always open late. Perfect for a cosy, quiet date after a chance meeting.

When his eyes latched onto your figure through the glass window, he stopped his hand from reaching for the door handle. You were crouching down in front of a small boy, his mother behind him cradling a newborn baby, your hand gesturing towards an array of child size suits. Paul couldn’t help but watch as your warming smile beamed, guiding the boys hands to touch and feel over the material, your words evidently making him feel more at ease as his expression slowly relaxed out of its worried frown.

Creeping backwards to make sure you didn’t catch him in your periphery, Paul felt a wave of relief wash over his skin, having evidence that your lack of reply wasn’t due to any of the worst case scenarios he’d been fretting over. You were just busy, concentrated on your work, giving your time and expertise to others in the same way you’d given to him.

The realisation was enough for him slink away, still impatient for your next encounter but assured in it being set within the next day cycle. He just had to wait.

Although, waiting wasn’t exactly a talent of his either.

 *

You were dying inside.

A friendly grin was plastered on your face as you conversed sweetly with the woman in front of you, making idle chit-chat while her son changed out of the suit you’d picked together, but the smile had never felt so insincere. Usually you loved when children came in to pick out ensembles for weddings and similarly formal events, but at the moment your mind was stuck on a small battery-powered rectangle sitting at your desk with a half-written message remaining under your lock-screen.

In the time before Paul’s response came through, you’d never felt more humiliated in your whole existence. Evaporating into thin air would have been a welcomed miracle. But when the returning text slid into focus, your whole mindset shifted.

He felt the same. He wanted you too.

You’d been in the middle of typing out a hasty invitation to come back and make true on his intentions when this overwhelmed mother with a fussy baby caught your attention. Her eldest son had done his best to iron out his only formal suit for the role of ring bearer in an aunt’s wedding this coming weekend, unfortunately resulting an a house full of smoke and a clump of burnt wool.

Personal matters withered into the background at the comprehension of her drained, exhausted demeanour, all your focus pointed back towards the job you’d been distracted from. Well, mostly.

You couldn’t avoid the thoughts and questions glinting in the back of your mind. Of what might have happened if this woman never appeared. What might be happening in an alternate timeline where you’d been able to send that waiting reply. Without intention, your wonderings turned into moving pictures – leading Paul into the back workshop, being roughly picked up onto the cutting table, his lips and yours finally connected in a heated clash, shedding all of his clothing until that heinous mustard shirt was crumpled on the floor-

The high pitched beep of the receipt machine snapped you back into reality, noting the relieved smile the mother wore while her son excitedly grabbed at the bags containing his dashing new suit.

“Thank you!” he hollered without needing to be prompted, waving his hand vigorously before skittering away to the door.

“You’re an absolute lifesaver,” the woman echoed, taking the receipt from your outstretched hand. “I’m really sorry for keeping you so late.”

“Oh don’t worry about it.” The time on the monitor screen just ticked over to 8:17pm, long after you would usually shut up shop and head home to your empty apartment. “I've got nowhere special to be.”

You each said your goodbyes, waiting until the precise moment her silhouette was out of sight before jumping to your phone. The same half written message was there, but now it felt impossible to finish. All traces of adrenaline had long since worn off, and the bravery that made you type out the risqué proposition was reduced to almost nothing. Your timid nature rushed back in full force, a thumb pressing hard on the little x button to erase all evidence of your out of character impulses.

Who were you kidding. You weren’t this person. Unashamed and brazen enough to dive into a fiery entanglement with a handsome stranger in the same evening you’d met. You wished you could be. There was never a time the concept was so enticing. But… it was a fantasy not meant for you to live out. They were destined for the outgoing, the cool and composed, the bold and sure-footed. You rarely felt like any of those things. And Paul, like most men, probably reserved their interest and attraction for those types of women. It was so silly of you to think any different. Getting your hopes up was foolish, and would only end in-

The tingle of the shopkeepers bell sounded, internally groaning as you slid your phone back onto the desk. “We’re closed,” you hawked, a coldness in your tone you couldn’t hide. Eyes snapping up to the intruder, a bolt of lightening shot through, barely able to stop the delight mixing into your blood.

“I just, uh, figured out something more that I needed,” Paul said softly, scratching the back of his neck, clearly nervous.

“You did?” you breathed. “W-what was it?”

His chest rose and fell with a calming exhale, making sure your stares were secured before giving his answer. “…You.”

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The Anniversary

Kazuma Asougi × Original Character

SPOILERS FOR THE GREAT ACE ATTORNEY CHRONICLES ~ Read ahead at your own risk!

Rating: T

Word Count: 1.6k

WARNINGS: amnesia, psychosis, implied colonialism

Summary: Having spent the better part of the last two months at sea, the delinquent pair of voyagers spend the night of their arrival in Alexandria tearing up the streets.

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One might’ve suspected that the Egyptian climate would be murderously hot in the middle of June, and the day spent there by the Vitesse crew was no exception. By dusk, however, the arid street air had cooled down to the point where it was almost bearable. On a higher note, their timing couldn’t have been better. The date was the seventeenth, and the city was alight with the annual festivities that accompanied the long celebrated flooding of the River Nile. Since they’d arrived at the port, Union Jacks flying high in greeting, the two ex-exchange students had heard locals referring to the ancient tradition as ‘Leylet en Nuktah.’

For some unfathomable reason, today, the whispered shrieks coming from the back of the one’s mind that followed him wherever he went were more imposing than ever.

It had been Cecelia’s idea for the two of them to slip away that night and get a taste of the festival. In retrospect, he was starting to regret his decision to comply with her. They’d been away from the docks for virtually the entire evening now, and their scheduled curfews for that night were fast approaching. If they stayed out much longer, coming back on board was going to be troublesome. It was already enough that they were shirking their respective duties in the loading and unloading operations, for which he had a carefully devised plan to avoid repercussions, but still, that too was bound to fall through if they failed to make it back on time.

“Don’t… Don’t you think it’s about time we made our way back?” he urged, but to no avail. She was too busy admiring all the beautifully handmade merchandise that the various street vendors and artisans had out on display.

After another moment or two, she finally chirped out a dismissive, “Did you say something?”

She only gave him her attention in full when he heaved a frustrated sigh. “Cecelia-san, I thought we’d agreed, on returning o-once we’d had something to eat.” Hours had passed since their visit to the food stalls where all the foreign flavours and aromas mixing together had nearly overwhelmed him. “How much longer do you—”

“I know, I know,” she waved off, “but come on. In all likelihood, this is something neither of us will ever have the chance to experience again, you must realise. I think we ought to make the most of it while we still can, don’t you?”

“I—mmh…” His rebuttal fizzled out. How could he possibly refute that?

Their discussion was interrupted by an uproar from further down the street.

“Let’s go see what that’s about!” He couldn’t even get a word in before she was tugging him along in the direction of the excitement.

Its origin turned out to be a large gathering of people around a raised platform, from atop which a group of street performers were regaling them all with song and dance. The scene was unlike anything the amnesiac could have imagined, but it was clear as day that they were an experienced and reputable troupe. With the way the dancers sashayed along in sync to the rhythm of the percussion and the tune of the strummed strings and winds, anyone could tell they took both pride and passion in their performance.

“That looks like so much fun, doesn’t it?” his overly enthused colleague shouted so as to be heard above the spirited cacophony, her eyes sparkling in the same manner as that of the lavishly decked dancers. He shrugged. How would he know? He’d never tried anything like ‘that’ in his life, as far as he was concerned. Fixing her gaze toward the stage, she said to herself, “I think I might give it a go.”

“Wha—Cecelia-san! Wait!” Just like that, she was off. Weaving through the audience, she barged her way onto the dance floor uninvited. “What the devil are you doing?! Get—”

But his pleas were washed away by the sudden swell in the crowd’s furore. The mountain of a man in front of him hollered something in Arabic that sounded like cheering, but of course he couldn’t know for certain.

He shoved his way through to the front of the throng, and that was when he caught sight of her.

She was still dressed in her regular, salty sailing garb, and she didn’t know the first thing about Middle Eastern dance as shown in the sporadicity of her movements. And yet, the air she boasted made her seem just as competent as the professionals, who to his astoundment had welcomed her with open arms. It was the strangest thing. Ever since their first encounter, she’d carried herself with ineptitude, always tripping over her own two feet. But that night, she’d transformed into another being entirely, prancing about the stage with all the elegance and freedom of a phoenix.

As he openly marvelled at her carefree performance, something flickered within him. What was it? Envy…?

He blinked and noticed she was staring straight at him. Whether or not it was just a part of her spontaneous choreography was unclear, but he could have sworn she’d beckoned him forth with one hand just then. By the second time, he knew it hadn’t been by mistake. What was she thinking? Surely she didn’t expect him to come up and join her, did she?

In fact, that was exactly what she’d intended. The next thing he knew, she’d grabbed him by the arm and was hauling him up on stage.

She didn’t give him time to steady himself. Or to think, for that matter. The moment he was beside her, he was swept up in her gambolling. The capricious flicking of her wrists and shaking of her hips were near impossible to mirror. His heart pounded, his eyes were wide, and his head was turning every which way. But to his surprise, a few seconds went by, and the two of them still hadn’t been kicked off the dance floor. Even more surprising, the crowd’s energy seemed to have doubled.

Now the musicians were picking up the pace. With every beat of the hand drums, he grew lighter on his feet. Little by little, as the onlookers clapped along, he sensed himself falling into the rhythm beyond his control.

What was he doing?

Cecelia was just as jubilant as ever, her smile brightening every time they spun round and locked eyes with one and other. Soon enough, the two had fallen into almost perfect synchronisation. He couldn’t help but give into his own instinct to smile, if not at the sheer absurdity of the whole affair, because of the indescribable feeling of weightlessness that had overtaken him. He had no discernible reason to be as happy as he was, but in that moment, with this raving madwoman by his side, he didn’t care. The stars were out, and all around them, people were rejoicing without a care in the world. Even the ever-present voice in his head was drowned out by the roaring sound of merriment.

Once she’d had a moment to catch her breath, Cecelia let out one of both satisfaction and sorrow. “I suppose we’d best make our way back to port now,” she admitted, remembering his earlier urgency.

“Hm? Ah…” His smile faltered for the briefest of moments before resurfacing just the slightest bit weaker than before. “Right.”

“You’d only just begun to enjoy yourself, hadn’t you?” she laughed, giving his shoulder a light shove.

He rolled his eyes, juxtaposing the pink tinge seeping its way into his cheeks. “Yeah…”

As the two of them started down the street which they’d taken to get there, the merchants, like the performers, were all beginning to close up their stalls for the night. Everywhere they looked, the lights that had brought the festival to life were going out one by one, but an echo of the revelry that had swept them both off their feet still resonated through the air.

“Thank you,” he spoke against the quiet, “for tonight.”

“No. Thank you,” she countered, stopping them both in their tracks. “Really, you have no idea—this made me so…so happy. If it weren’t for you, tonight wouldn’t have been nearly as enjoyable.” He chuckled, making her realise he probably thought she’d meant his position making it possible for her to skip out on work at all. Anyway, “I’ll never forget this.”

His calloused fingers moulded around hers as she held him by the hand. Absentmindedly admiring the soft and contagious upward curve of her lips, he replied, “Neither will I.”

“Eh! You there!”

Her ears perked up as she heard English being spoken in their general direction.

She turned to see an elderly Egyptian woman emerging from the dwindling crowd and looking down on them with an affable grin. “You are the young couple who stole the stage before, right?” she asked in fragments.

“Oh, ehm…” Cecelia dropped her hand from her crew mate’s. She glanced over at him, who looked back at her with a seemingly permanent smile plastered onto his face. This wasn’t helping. “Actually we’re not a couple,” she blushed, “but yes! That was us.”

“Ah, please pardon me.” The woman’s laugh was much more raucous than one would’ve expected. “I just want to say what fun it was to watch you. In my youth, I was…how can you say it in your language? Belly dancer? And to see people from far away dancing and having so much fun… It made me very happy.”

Cecelia’s heart swelled at her touching words. “Thank you very much,” she beamed. “We’ve only been here since yesterday, but I have to say, your country’s culture and traditions are truly worth treasuring.”

The kindly woman’s smile widened as she turned and bid the two of them goodnight. The people of this land were all so warm and welcoming. It was why, when she saw the flags of her homeland flapping in the distance, her heart sank in shame.

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[go-hux-yourself]

Radius

Getting in on that sweet sweet @gingerpilotweek​ action yaaaas! :D I’m late for all the day’s prompts, but here’s something for Day 2: soulmates ♡

Hux and Poe have gravitated around one another many times in war without actually meeting. Every time they unknowingly come into proximity, each other's mark signaling their soulmate is near gets darker and more defined.Hux's mark solidifies itself before Poe's does. Poe is quick on the uptake.

See also on my ao3 here. My masterlist archive of bullshit i write can be found linked at the top of the blog or here.

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Hux’s mother and father were not soulmates. Nor was his father’s wife-- Maratelle Hux- his father’s soulmate.

Unnecessary. Foolish. It was idealist nonsense to distract from accomplishing real goals, nothing more. That’s all it was.

Soulmates were not the end-all of one’s reason for existence in Hux’s opinion, nor was it the singular drive to which he would ever devote his own life. He considered such a thing below his notice and ambitions. Foolish pursuits indeed. He wouldn’t entertain the belief of such things if he hadn’t experienced the force that Leader Snoke possessed personally. That was another lesson he’d learned; not to discount the impossible.

He wouldn’t make such assumptions quite so quickly again.

Still, the idea that he would have a soulmate was ludicrous. At thirty-two, he had no unaccounted-for marks on his body that might belong to some unknown other half, and after reaching the rank of general, he found it childish to cling to such thoughts.

He wouldn’t leave the responsibility of his future up to some force-induced nonsense anyways. Everything he had in life, he’d accomplished on his own merit. No predestination would take credit for that.

The likelihood of someone actually finding their soulmate when the universe was as large as it was bordered on an exercise in a waste of one’s life, anyways. It was rubbish, something he had no need for, and something he frankly wasn’t even sure was real, or if it was, it didn’t apply to him.

...Until he noticed a mark on his arm the day after they captured a Resistance pilot off Jakku.

He’d written it off as a bruise of some sort, or a case of dry skin. But no amount of ointments or passage of time had made it dwindle. The possibility of what that discoloration could mean made a snort of dry mirth go through him, but he chalked it up to overuse of stims and the deadline for Starkiller to become operational. Occupational stress and all that taking it out on his body.

He’d actively kept it from his mind until almost a year later on the day they’d lost the Fulminatrix over D’Qar. Humiliation on the bridge was only added to when he noticed that evening that the mark on his arm had gotten considerably darker, and taken on a more definitive shape. It looked reminiscent of blaster fire. He’d seen enough scars on the veterans in their ranks to identify the work of a blaster, but he’d never been shot in the arm before.

Perhaps, though, his soulmate was.

He was ashamed of the hope that blossomed in his chest at the idea that he himself might have a soulmate, and yet he couldn’t entirely begrudge himself the things it made him feel in the part of himself he kept locked away.

Maybe it was true, just like the impossibility of the force itself. The one was said to have come from the other, or be philosophically related at the very least. He had no force-powers to speak of, null and void, but it didn’t mean such a force couldn’t act upon him. He’d experienced what the force was capable of firsthand.

So he very-probably had a soulmate. That was… something that required much contemplation. It made him wonder what kind of person could possibly be his other half; someone on the wrong end of a blaster, at least.

A soldier of some kind. Within the First Order, perhaps? But no, if it really was true that proximity to meeting one’s soulmate darkened the mark, then Hux’s own general presence amongst his troops would have made it stand out much sooner against his pale skin by now. The fleet was vast, but Hux had personal influence on everything from engineering to what kind of food was served in the Order; surely his mark would have shown a long time prior if his soulmate was among his subordinates.

...Which left a far less favorable option, but one which was statistically more-likely: his soulmate might be among the Resistance. With the kind of luck that seemed to favor him, it probably wouldn’t be a defector to the First Order, either, which only complicated matters and threw the whole idea of him being worthy of a soulmate back into the impossible.

The implications of such a thing haunted Hux as he considered the actual likelihood of such an assumption. The frustration that a potential partner-- and thus ally- was among the Resistance bothered him more than he should allow it. It occupied his thoughts after Kylo Ren had near-strangled him over Crait; after his mark darkened once again on the actual planet’s surface. He’d felt it when it happened. Like an itch or a twitch of the muscle, but in his skin on his arm. Not painful, just… unmistakable.

It made his heart race. Made him anxious in traitorous dreams while his brain tried to reconcile how there might truly, actually be a possibility out there that-- for someone- Hux was the perfect match. Someone meant to be with him, and him by virtue them.

On the opposite side.

It was cruel, even of the unfeeling universe. He saw no possibility of him ever abandoning his post for some unknown Resistance member, soulmate or not. And the possibility of one of their ilk defecting to the Order-- especially for him- was laughable. It was inconceivable.

As inconceivable as the First Order having any kind of future under a leader who wasn’t Hux.

Kylo Ren might’ve usurped the title of Supreme Leader for now, but Hux was patient, and he was clever.

Or he thought he’d been, at least until after Crait. Until Ren populated his new command with men Hux mortally despised.

In barely the span of a year after the incidents at Crait, Hux lost all power and influence he’d once held. He’d very quickly learned to hold his tongue before Ren, though sometimes he couldn’t quite manage it; the insult to the way his Order was being run sometimes got the better of him. The man was destroying everything Hux had worked towards, and everything he’d built.

Ren wasn’t fit for the power he’d stolen, and to prove that undeniable fact in the hopes of inspiring an uprising against him, Hux began to sabotage the force-user’s effort when he could. Little things here and there that were satisfying but likely to go unnoticed, like withholding information he knew he could get away with, or lying by omission.

Hux didn’t start actively passing information to the Resistance until after he’d woken up in the medbay following being throttled by the force hard enough to crack his ribs. He still wasn’t entirely sure what exactly Ren had done to him, only that the pain had made him black out completely, and he had neatly-delineated bruises that matched the paneling on the bridge-console as a result. The combination of bitterness and stims had made him go through with it: warning the Resistance of the foolhardy plan that Ren devised for seizing assets from one of their allies.

It gave him a small sense of accomplishment-- getting information about their operations to the Resistance- to spite Ren and leave his missions unsuccessful. It amused him as well in consideration to the mark he carried on his arm. Was this the link between him and this supposed soulmate that existed on the opposite side? Is this how it begun? The idea had been unfathomable before, yet here he was, forging contacts and unknowingly building the bridge that might bring his soulmate that much closer.

Maybe they’d even help him remove Ren from power. Now there was a fanciful idea.

Hux had been getting away with passing information for months, a perverse little thrill running through him every time a successful information drop was made. Little things here and there-- tip-offs to evacuate Resistance strongholds when a lead on their location proved correct. Political prisoners going missing due to clerical errors. Omitting key cultural facts to the point of insult by those diplomats that the First Order-- or Ren in particular- would benefit from allying with. Small things going wrong that-- on their own, were not suspicious- but together added to the headache of chipping away at Ren’s goals.

Hux was intent to bide his time slowly sabotaging this new path Ren thought he could put the Order on, patient in his assurance that the man would eventually be ousted by all of high command for his incompetence, force-user or not.

It came as a shock-- another cruel laugh from the universe- that everything Hux thought he knew, including the path his Order had been on, was based on lies.

A military might that Hux had only dreamed about now gave the man nightmares; a Sith fleet waiting in the wings to subjugate the universe; the Final Order. Force-users and mysticism; disorder and chaos.

More people like Ren who saw those like Hux as easily-crushable beneath their boot. People who regarded those without the force as beneath themselves. People like Snoke. People like the Emperor. Unnatural and frightening.

It terrified him. Men like Ren didn’t prize merit or skill. They didn’t earn their rank through dedication and hard work, and they had no respect for those who had.

It was enough of a fear that Hux sent everything he could gather on this Final Order to the Resistance. Everything that had been made available to high command, and anything else he could get his hands on with what authority he still possessed.

The fleet these sith madmen possessed would infect the universe, wiping out anyone who stood in their path. The obvious first, decisive target would be the Resistance. They’d barely been hanging on these last months without Hux’s influence and warnings for them to clear out. They’d be found and dealt with swiftly when the fleet made their move.

With the way things had changed these last months, Hux saw the mark on his arm in a different context. Maybe his soulmate wouldn’t easily escape from what was coming. The odds were staggering. But Hux could give them all the warning he could while he could. That was something he could do, giving him the illusion of some kind of control as his plans all went to hell.

The idea of not warning this supposed soulmate never entered Hux’s mind. Now that he knew such a thing could even exist-- exist for him- he wanted to protect even the slightest hope of it; protect whoever among their rank knew who and what Hux was, but was still capable of loving him anyways. Again, something he considered impossible, but enjoyed indulging in stolen thoughts about it.

Hux knew the Resistance forces were small, but their troop-to-kill ratio was impressive. They could handle themselves; survive the coming storm if they fled from known space. He liked the idea that his soulmate might survive if they were smart. There was some sense of victory in that for him, even if he never got to know them.

The Order had been over the frigid planet Kijimi when he became aware of the mark on his arm darkening. Like a tingling, static-y sort of feeling beneath his skin. He put his hand to the spot over his uniform, pressing gloved fingers over the sensation that lingered longer than he’d felt in prior instances.

It made his heart speed up as the implications hit him all at once: his soulmate was near; they hadn’t run from the warned threat. And furthermore, this planet-- at least to his knowledge- was not a Resistance-operating base, which meant his soulmate must be one of those they were currently pursuing.

His heart beat nearly out of his chest while his stomach jumped to lightspeed without him-- anticipation and the gravity of it all becoming as real as the mark on his skin. Was this how they’d meet? Was he destined to shoot his soulmate?

They were on opposite sides. He was certain of that now. Where did that leave him, though? His soulmate among the Resistance… The idea was too much to grasp.

A report interrupted his thoughts: They had Resistance members on board trying to escape with the wookie. They were in custody now, the situation handled and awaiting further instruction.

Hux touched his arm again in the spot there, considering how it looked not unlike a blaster wound, and let his feet follow the officer towards his other half.

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This is only the first bit of this, the rest will be fond on my ao3 here if you wanna sub ;D

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[ir-egipto-travel]

History

For 300 years the Abu Stait Mosque has been Basuna’s main mosque. It was built and rebuilt a couple of times. The latest building was completed 70 years ago, on the very same plot in the center of the village, adjacent to the village’s graveyard serving as the main Friday Mosque and the only funerary mosque in the entire village. A flash-flood and a soil subsidence caused by the construction of a neighboring building, inflicted considerable structural damage rendering the mosque unsafe, and so it had to be demolished.

Urban and Architectural

Project Concept The main concept is the mosque as the “House of God”. A physical space, a House for the One who is beyond space and time, which are nothing but His own creatures. “No human vision can encompass Him, whereas He encompasses all human vision: for He alone is unfathomable, all-aware.” [Qur’an 6:103] “[…] there is nothing like unto Him, and He alone is all-hearing, all-seeing” [Qur’an 42:11] This design is intended to look into the architectural expression of the connection between the physical and the metaphysical, the created and the Creator. The House of God houses His will, which is known to us through His books. The Revealed ‘Written’ Book Kitab Allah al-Massttur (Qur’an and Hadith) and the Created ‘Sensed’ Book, Kitab Allah alMandhur, the Cosmos. The Revealed book shows us His will through a prescribed world view and prescribed worship, while the Cosmos shows us His will through natural order and scientific laws which govern physical existence. His will is that we journey back to Him. The journey must have an Orientation. A Qibla, the point of origin and return, the archetypical House of God, which could be understood by creatures only through the Attributes of Divine Perfection, more famously known as the 99 names of God; The House of houses, represented in this project as the “Cube of Cubes”* which is the prayer niche or Mihrab. Contemplating, understanding and devoting ourselves to the ethical implications and spiritual values of the Attributes -within human capacity- is our earthly journey or Israa, which leads us to our Ascension or Miraaj in endless cycles until our earthly life is over and we carry on in another eternal form of life. These cycles of combined horizontal/earthly/physical/bodily interaction with the Vertical/Heavenly/metaphysical/spiritual creates an upward spiralling force, represented in the apparent Hajj-like counter-clock circumambulation of all four columns bearing the main dome, which is formed by 64 circumambulating blocks in each of the 35 vertical courses. The blocks represent worshippers in their attempt to escape their earthly material being, which shrinks in dimension as they leap up from one orbit to the higher orbit, until the last course of blocks vanishes and becomes one with the heavenly dome. The same force gives the minaret its form, which is also topped by the Cube of Cubes confirming the motivation and orientation. The pendentive-domes take their form and orientation from abiding by God’s will in His Cosmos; respecting the wind behaviour and the principles of solar movement to allow for the God-given breeze and light to shower the interior of the mosque while keeping away glare and heat. A prayer of nature. The first thing the worshippers encounter as they turn from the main entrance into the main prayer hall is a single vertical window overlooking the cemetery, which reminds them of the end of their journey before they turn right to the Qibla to begin their prayers; “Stand upright and pray as if it is your final prayer”.

Description

The Old Mosque:

• Prayer Hall (Men only) = 165.31 sqm , with no room for women at all.

• Structurally unsafe; structural walls cracked and mud roof severely damaged by a surprise flash-flood.

• No minaret, and not a single minaret in the entire village.

• Main Entrance to the mosque goes through the bathrooms and the Qibla axis directed towards the toilets.

The New Mosque:

The new design attempts to increase the capacity of the mosque in terms of the numbers of the worshippers, as well as in the quality of spaces and services.

A main goal was to also bring forth an element of inclusivity, by introducing praying spaces and services for female worshippers, for the first time in the entire village.

Project Statement

The location of the Al Abu Stait Mosque in the hot and arid village of Basuna, in the governorate of Suhaj, Upper Egypt, over a site amidst a noisy, dusty and densely constructed area with encroaching residential buildings, a cemetery, cattle frequently moving back and forth on the road and a weekly makeshift small market right outside the main entrance of this place of worship posed a major challenge. The new building must offer peace and tranquillity for its users and so a few requirements had to be met:

a) Climate control

b) Noise control

c) Dust and undesired odors (caused by farming animals passing in the street)

d) Urban context and aesthetics

e) Budget

f) Access during construction

Approaching every challenge separately made it impossible to arrive at a satisfactory solution. For example, if operable windows were used on the exterior to allow for cross-ventilation that would have meant a poor performance on the fronts of noise, dust and odor control. The decision was to limit openings, at or close to street level, to just the main entrance, while tackling all these challenges at the roof’s higher altitude.

Budget constraints and limited or no machine-accessibility meant that any solution had to depend mainly on manpower and simple tools.

The solution was a hybrid roof system; consisting of a concrete beam gridiron, cast in situ, forming a central square (6.0x6.0m) covered with a main dome, and 108 smaller squares (0.82 x 0.82m) partially covered using pendentive-domes, complemented with fixed and operable glass panels allowing natural filtered light and ventilation for low-cost enhanced thermal comfort.

The main dome was constructed using an Egyptian-made light block made of sand, lime and air, with a density of 0.5 ton/m3, thermal conductivity 0.136-0.132 W/m2.°K, fire rating (relative to thickness) 4-7 hours, sound insulation (dB) 37-48. The remarkable lightness of the block decreased the building’s own-weight, in turn decreasing the required dimensions of all reinforced concrete elements. Its dimensions (100x200x600 mm) were perfect for introducing an original aesthetic, serving the conceptual scheme of the mosque, through employing a special cutting list and a simple staggered tessellation. I had to devise a special steel compass to guarantee the meticulous spatial positioning of every single block regardless of a mason’s skills and accuracy.

Pendentive-domes are a known traditional element, hardly used as an independent element. Their main use is recognised within dome systems, facilitating the transition from square to octagonal plans to finally receive the circular plan of a dome.

In the Basuna Mosque, this element was reimagined as an independent unit, with innovated functions; structurally as a roof system, environmentally as a wind-catcher and skylight, and aesthetically as an independent geometrical object, appreciated both from the interior and the exterior -only from the higher buildings overlooking the mosque-.

The entrance dome is a stacked dome , referencing the historical dome of the Cordoba Grand Mosque, with minor modifications. It serves as a reminder of the rich potential of historical architecture in both the architectural discourse and construction innovations.

This project presents a hybrid roof system utilizing brick and block masonry, aiming to introduce innovative, energy efficient, economic, sustainable and aesthetically creative solutions. It is an attempt towards a new resilient and meaningful architectural paradigm, which seeks to learn from the past in order to create relevant innovations for the future.

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Best Open Back Headphones for Gaming

1. beyerdynamic DT 990 Pro

This astounding earphone will really warrant you the best sound experience following its extraordinary solid bass and high pitch sounds that truly warrant the ideal clearness. It's the main open over-ear earphone that is truly implied for proficient blending. It can likewise be exceptionally valuable in your home studio while tuning in, dominating and furthermore altering your tune.

This astounding Beyerdynamic DT 990 PRO has astonishing replaceable parts, for example, the replaceable courage henceforth agrees the client with the solace since you will handily supplant when you feel it's not progressing admirably. On the off chance that what you are truly searching for is the best insight during gaming or even stable chronicle, you can generally depend on this astounding earphone to convey the quality past the desire Best Open Back Headphones for Gaming.

Quality sound – This is a factor that everybody is searching for when settling on a choice to gain an earphone. The astounding Beyerdynamic earphone will convey the solid bass and the exciting high pitch sound thus making it the best for studio applications.

Strong – The main earphone for gaming will likewise keep going for a more extended time since it's made of hard-wearing material, the hearty workmanship behind it is additionally another motivation behind why you will anticipate that your earphone should last. The replaceable parts is likewise another motivation behind why it will truly keep going for long.

Flexible – This astounding open over-ear earphones can be applied anyplace, for example, in blending, altering tunes or even utilized for tuning in at home or the studio. You can likewise utilize it to settle on decisions and furthermore utilized during gaming.

2. Sennheiser HD 660 S

This shocking Sennheiser earphone conveys the astounding sound yield following its best and very much planned highlights all intended to give the viability and comfort that is required while utilizing the earphone. With a reference-class open back, it utilizes best transducers that are improved thus will convey low symphonious mutilation. Prominently, the transducers are hand chosen with the goal that you get the correct decision as per your yield needs.

Worth discussing is likewise the 150 ohms ostensible impedance that additionally permits the immediate association with sound gadgets. The sign respectability is likewise guaranteed by the para-aramid fortified and separable links that really utilizes the OFC copper. Different highlights incorporate the two association links, great recurrence reaction and furthermore the best network innovation.

Innovation – The innovation that is applied here is only the best since it utilizes the improved transducers that will convey low symphonious mutilation. These transducers are additionally hand chosen so it gives the exact exactness with regards to sound system spatial qualities. You can likewise have an immediate association with home and recruits devises with the stunning 150 ohms ostensible impedance.

Quality sound yield – This is additionally another quality that makes this astonishing earphone the main. The sound yield is actually quite clear and you will cherish the sound yield during the gaming and furthermore while tuning in to music. The issues of clamor are likewise all around dealt with since the OFC copper that is utilized for conductivity is actually quite effective.

Accompanies the client manual – This is additionally something different that guarantees that you make some simple memories utilizing your astonishing earphone.

3. AKG Pro Audio K612PRO

The AKG genius earphones are truly a standout amongst other earphone plans that do truly warrants the best experience with regards to gaming and furthermore sound tuning in. It's really an open back plan that s licensed with Varimotion stomach innovation. Other key highlights incorporate the 120-ohm impedance with simply a positive reaction sound recurrence of 12 Hz. Worth considering is likewise the lightweight plan since its lone 238 grams. It's actually an expert earphone plan that you will truly value making them follow its astonishing sound yield and the quality plan.

Extraordinary open can backs – The unfathomably great jars are really the purposes for its astounding sound quality with simply best stable mids, the high crisps and furthermore the unmistakable bass. The streams are additionally not very numerous with generally stable quality.

Agreeable – The solace that you get with this astounding earphone is additionally the best since it has the incredibly movable or rather self-changing headband and furthermore the astonishing enormous ear cups and the engaging velour cushions.

It's lightweight – The lightweight plan is additionally something different that merits discussing. This astonishing earphone is just 238 grams and you will truly have the best proficiency hefting it around since its actually quite compact.

Interesting points when Buying an Open Back Headphone for Gaming

Sound lucidity – This is the main thought that everybody looking to procure an earphone should truly consider. The motivation behind the earphone is for precise and clear sounds. Quite, every earphone that positions best should have the best stable lucidity highlights! The yield should be cordial with adjusted yield for both the bass and furthermore the high pitch yield! It's the key thought.

Solace – Comfort is additionally another significant thought when repurchasing an open earphone. There will be no point of utilizing an earphone in the event that you are truly not happy with it. It ought to have a well-fitted component that will really guarantee you the best solace. The ear cushions should be agreeable and planned with the correct sort of material that will warrant comfort during use. You need to appreciate each second with the earphone you pick!

Toughness – Something else that is now and again ignored, however it truly serves the best significance! You need the best earphone that will really serve you for quite a while! Continuously be cautious with the manner in which your earphone is planned.

Guarantee that his materials and the manner in which it's made are truly intended to give an enduring arrangement! It's the best way to have a monetary worth! All things considered, you don't have a great deal of cash to consistently spend on earphones!

Cost – The earphone you procure ought to likewise be practical. Try not to choose an extravagant earphone with little to offer.

The Final Words (Summary)

To finish up with, open back wireless gaming headset are accessible at Amazon. To gain them, you basically need to make a request and it will truly be conveyed at your doorstep. Secure them now and have that stunning music experience. Make certain to be agreed with astounding advantages just when you settle on the correct decision of the earphone.

The facts confirm that the decision is constantly made dependent on tastes and inclination, however guarantee that your taste is inside the cutoff points featured. Secure the earphone that will really assist you with getting the best out of your gaming and music experience! Continuously be chivalrous on the highlights to get the one that will accord you with the exciting minutes you are longing for!

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What is Synapse XT?

Synapse XT is a primary new upgrade that way to assist customers with hear-capable complexities, for instance, hearing adversity or tinnitus. Stuffed in a little pill, the improvement gives purchasers all the basic enhancements to get it done. As per the official site, its exceptional formula is what makes it such an other and well-worth decision. As demonstrated by the creators, not simply Synapse Xt helps customers in getting the fundamental dietary necessities their cerebrum totally needs. Also, it helps in countering the rot of one's hearing that can happen extra time. While most medication associations assurance to devise an answer, they routinely disregard to fulfill that ensure. This is the explanation various individuals have traded over to the utilization of normal upgrades like this one.

How Does Synapse XT Work?

The essential worry that is the purpose of intermingling of this thing is tinnitus. Tinnitus is an issue that is portrayed as an ordinariness of a ringing uproar in one's ear. Synapse XT can make customers experience the evil impacts of headaches and a general nonappearance of tranquility and agreement. The upgrade is arranged from the earliest starting point as an extraordinary and effective decision. Utilization of the thing will allow customers to beat issues starting from the neurotransmission of fluid in their cerebrum. The usage of the thing is essential, and one can without a doubt add it to their eating regimens missing a great difficult situation. Despite these factors, the upgrade is communicated to assist one's with blooding stream. Fittingly getting enhancements to the psyche requires a cardiovascular structure that can administer speedy transmission. Consequently, this is a necessary extension that can't be ignored. The upgrade in addition:

Lifts the meeting capacity of the body by presenting a harmony between the ionic groupings of the neurotransmission liquid.

For this reason, it adds numerous particles to the body which enter the Synapses of the synapses.

These at that point balance them out electrically, so the messages are traded as electrical driving forces .

Moreover, the enhancement gives a more prominent measure of oxygen to the cerebrum, taking into account better working generally.

Finally, it helps clients in delivering pressure and uneasiness from their framework which is an expanding basic purpose for tinnitus.

Synapse XT Ingredients

The game plan of trimmings used for any improvement are critical. Customers are proposed exploring precisely what these trimmings are for each individual thing. This is because they are the essential worry that chooses a wide display of viewpoints about the thing. This consolidates the effects it gives, similarly as the overall advantages. In light of everything, this particular Supplement has 8 fascinating trimmings that have been combined in the ideal sythesis. The overview is according to the accompanying:

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Nutrient B. This improvement uses Vitamin B, as this is known for boosting the body's neural connections. Also, it helps cerebrum prosperity and decreases hearing incident basically.

Green tea. Green tea is amazing for hearing security and improving the cerebrum fill in also. It works outstandingly with the as of late referred to trimmings, giving a strong by and large effect.

Juniper Berry. This is a pivotal malignant growth counteraction specialist that helps with exchanging the body's cell hurt. Customers have noted seeing that it supports mind prosperity and hearing.

Supplement C. Supplement C is an unfathomable wellspring of inside quality and opposition. It maintains cerebrum working and is an extraordinary cell fortification to add to one's eating schedule.

This plant is an outright need for people who all around experience the evil impacts of issues like hypertension and apprehension. It has an alleviating sway that can calm down one's tactile framework and prevent disturbance subsequently.

The condition is referred to have gotten attempted suitably before its new development. Likewise, on their site, they have accolades from past customers which show the upgrade to be strong.

What Makes Synapse XT Different?

As communicated above, hearing hardship is a multi-faceted issue that requires an also multi-faceted answer. Thusly, Synapse XT is arranged as an excellent response for various hearing-based issues. Utilizing this upgrade, customers can finally re-take their hearing and get the help they've commonly required. A segment of the middle things to envision while using this Supplement to an outer site. are:

The extended straightforwardness and cost-ampleness it offers diverged from the market strategy for essentially getting versatile intensifiers.

Prevents further rot of one's hearing and deals with a thorough number of hearing issues. Customers have point by point seeing improvement in weakened hearing just as tinnitus.

Ensures that customers get a store of dietary enlargements which would some way or another be missing.

Lifts one's mental viewpoint and gives benefits despite the as of late referred to beforehand.

Synapse XT Price and Money Back Guarantee:

The upgrade is available in 3 novel packs. Each purchase will be upheld by a 60-day full unequivocal guarantee. One can simply use this opportunity if they are unsatisfied in any capacity whatsoever. The cycle for ensuring a rebate is exceptionally basic. Accordingly, customers can get colossal hold assets if they choose to buy this improvement in mass. This is what makes it an all around worthwhile idea for the people who might lean toward not to spend unnecessarily.

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Synapse XT  Review – Conclusion:

In light of everything, this upgrade is one of the beneficial considerations for a large number individuals. Not simply have the designers picked to consolidate shielded and regular trimmings, yet they have furthermore kept the expense at a reasonable rate. Likewise the 60-day markdown procedure makes it a stunt confirmation deal. Anyone that wants to get it needs to go to their site to do thusly. This is in light of the fact that this won't be open on any retail stores or distinctive business areas. More nuances on the most ideal approach to buy this and any headways and cutoff points are open on their site.

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Synapse XT- Ingredients, Really Work & Price in (AU&CA)

>>>>>Buy Synapse XT Now And Get Discount<<<<<

What is Synapse XT?

Synapse XT is a primary new upgrade that way to assist customers with hear-capable complexities, for instance, hearing adversity or tinnitus. Stuffed in a little pill, the improvement gives purchasers all the basic enhancements to get it done. As per the official site, its exceptional formula is what makes it such an other and well-worth decision. As demonstrated by the creators, not simply Synapse Xt helps customers in getting the fundamental dietary necessities their cerebrum totally needs. Also, it helps in countering the rot of one's hearing that can happen extra time. While most medication associations assurance to devise an answer, they routinely disregard to fulfill that ensure. This is the explanation various individuals have traded over to the utilization of normal upgrades like this one.

How Does Synapse XT Work?

The essential worry that is the purpose of intermingling of this thing is tinnitus. Tinnitus is an issue that is portrayed as an ordinariness of a ringing uproar in one's ear. This can make customers experience the evil impacts of headaches and a general nonappearance of tranquility and agreement. The upgrade is arranged from the earliest starting point as an extraordinary and effective decision. Utilization of the thing will allow customers to beat issues starting from the neurotransmission of fluid in their cerebrum. The usage of the thing is essential, and one can without a doubt add it to their eating regimens missing a great difficult situation. Despite these factors, the upgrade is communicated to assist one's with blooding stream. Fittingly getting enhancements to the psyche requires a cardiovascular structure that can administer speedy transmission. Consequently, this is a necessary extension that can't be ignored. The upgrade in addition:

Lifts the meeting capacity of the body by presenting a harmony between the ionic groupings of the neurotransmission liquid.

For this reason, it adds numerous particles to the body which enter the Synapses of the synapses.

These at that point balance them out electrically, so the messages are traded as electrical driving forces .

Moreover, the enhancement gives a more prominent measure of oxygen to the cerebrum, taking into account better working generally.

Finally, it helps clients in delivering pressure and uneasiness from their framework which is an expanding basic purpose for tinnitus.

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Synapse XT Ingredients

The game plan of trimmings used for any improvement are critical. Customers are proposed exploring precisely what these trimmings are for each individual thing. This is because they are the essential worry that chooses a wide display of viewpoints about the thing. This consolidates the effects it gives, similarly as the overall advantages. In light of everything, this particular Supplement has 8 fascinating trimmings that have been combined in the ideal sythesis. The overview is according to the accompanying:

Nutrient B. This improvement uses Vitamin B, as this is known for boosting the body's neural connections. Also, it helps cerebrum prosperity and decreases hearing incident basically.

Green tea. Green tea is amazing for hearing security and improving the cerebrum fill in also. It works outstandingly with the as of late referred to trimmings, giving a strong by and large effect.

Juniper Berry. This is a pivotal malignant growth counteraction specialist that helps with exchanging the body's cell hurt. Customers have noted seeing that it supports mind prosperity and hearing.

Supplement C. Supplement C is an unfathomable wellspring of inside quality and opposition. It maintains cerebrum working and is an extraordinary cell fortification to add to one's eating schedule.

This plant is an outright need for people who all around experience the evil impacts of issues like hypertension and apprehension. Synapse XT has an alleviating sway that can calm down one's tactile framework and prevent disturbance subsequently.

The condition is referred to have gotten attempted suitably before its new development. Likewise, on their site, they have accolades from past customers which show the upgrade to be strong.

What Makes Synapse XT Different?

As communicated above, hearing hardship is a multi-faceted issue that requires an also multi-faceted answer. Thusly, Synapse XT is arranged as an excellent response for various hearing-based issues. Utilizing this upgrade, customers can finally re-take their hearing and get the help they've commonly required. A segment of the middle things to envision while using this Supplement to an outer site. are:

The extended straightforwardness and cost-ampleness it offers diverged from the market strategy for essentially getting versatile intensifiers.

Prevents further rot of one's hearing and deals with a thorough number of hearing issues. Customers have point by point seeing improvement in weakened hearing just as tinnitus.

Ensures that customers get a store of dietary enlargements which would some way or another be missing.

Lifts one's mental viewpoint and gives benefits despite the as of late referred to beforehand.

Synapse XT Price and Money Back Guarantee:

The upgrade is available in 3 novel packs. Each purchase will be upheld by a 60-day full unequivocal guarantee. One can simply use this opportunity if they are unsatisfied in any capacity whatsoever. The cycle for ensuring a rebate is exceptionally basic. Accordingly, customers can get colossal hold assets if they choose to buy this improvement in mass. This is what makes it an all around worthwhile idea for the people who might lean toward not to spend unnecessarily.

>>>>>Buy Synapse XT Now And Get Discount<<<<<

Synapse XT  Review – Conclusion:

In light of everything, this upgrade is one of the beneficial considerations for a large number individuals. Not simply have the designers picked to consolidate shielded and regular trimmings, yet they have furthermore kept the expense at a reasonable rate. Likewise the 60-day markdown procedure makes it a stunt confirmation deal. Anyone that wants to get it needs to go to their site to do thusly. This is in light of the fact that this won't be open on any retail stores or distinctive business areas. More nuances on the most ideal approach to buy this and any headways and cutoff points are open on their site.

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