#erei

[wally-b-feed]

Anthony Fineran (B 1981), Erei Li Na Tona, 2022

#Anthony Fineran #Art #Erei #Li #Na #Tona

[soulsxng]

@fatestouch and @arcxnumvitae replied to your post:

cries at baby Sivvie?? what a cutie pie

BABY

He doesn’t know what a cutie pie is, and he didn’t think he was a baby, necessarily...

“...Amei and Erei say I’m their sweet little spark! ”

#fatestouch #arcxnumvitae #[Sivel -commentary-] #(the little egg had to put his two cents in #and ye he's just a pure little baby when he's young #super sweet and curious and full of energy #and honestly he stays that way...until shortly after he meets Quella orz) #Amei and erei are 'mama' and 'papa' in ancient btw I think I forgot to put that in the tags on the other one)

[don-lichterman]

PREY FOR THE DEVIL Trailer 2 (2022)

PREY FOR THE DEVIL Trailer 2 (2022)

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#2022 #Colin Salmon #demon #devil #erey for the Devil #exorcism #horror #Jacqueline Byers #KinoCheck #Movie #prey #Prey for the Devil trailer #Trailer

[sincerely-sofie]

saw these plushies yesterday and got An Idea™️: ark just standing there minding his own business while manaphy is just staring ominously in the background plotting the most epic prank of all time (and ark may or may not sense that shenanigans are about to ensue. but what? he doesn't know)

He has no idea what shenanigan-erey is about to befall him.

#pmd darkrai #pmd manaphy #the present is a gift au #sofie answers asks #stuff by sofie #pokemon mystery dungeon #pokémon mystery dungeon #pmd explorers #pmd eos #pmd sky #pmd2 #pmd

[slasherslave44]

Our love will never grow old.

Summary: you and rocket have been together for four years now. He decides to spend sometime with you after almost dying.

warning: cussing , some drinking , spelling errors , fluff , Non-canon

Pairing: Rocket x GN!reader

You were doing some chores around your house. You know like cleaning , organizing , staring at a wall. You decided to do some work after. You were helping rocket with plans for the schools and such for the kids. The kids look up to you as a mother. They even call you mother in their language. You loved those kids dearly and they loved you.

You start some 2000s music since that was your shit. You laid the plans out and a note book , poured a glass of scotch and got to work. A hour later the song Umbrella by Rihanna comes on and somehow you began to think about how you and rocket met. You both met in prison, you got in for stealing some crystals to power a weapon you had made. You never knew how rocket got in he never told you.

You two ended up as cell mates and boy did you guys argue at first. Well more of he yelled and pissed him off more because you kept calm , you never yelled back and you just made snarky comment the whole time just to piss him off more. You were use to this because you apart of the avengers for sometime and became like daughter to Tony, so much so he adopted you because why not. After a while you were laying on the top bunk one night and just started talking to rocket. You told him you knew he came from the High Evolutionary and that you went there to. You were a study to them, they found out you couldnt die . They wanted to see how many thing you could survive and boy was it alot. You knew Lylla as soon as she was made. You had comforted her that night and made her feel better. You were only six at the time. Now you had told Lylla that she should pick a name and I gave her a couple names. She had picked Lylla and you always thought it was a gorgeous name. You eventually got tooken away once they found out how dangerous you actually were.

SInce then you and rocket became good friends and evetually became apart of the guardians. You guys didnt get together until you guys got kidnapped by the ravengers. You knew them to after being one of them for 4 years. It was after you left terran after being an avenger for 10 years. Yondu was like your space dad and quill was like your big brother. You and rocket have been through a roller coaster of emotions since then.

Suddenly avril lavgine came on and you began to think of when you almost lost rocket. You were so scared. You wouldnt leave his side until you all had to go save rockets life. You had stayed with him when quill and nebula went to go to the High Evolutionarys headquarters on counter earth. When you almost lost him your whole being changed in a second. It made you realise how much rocket has impacted your life.

You were pulled from your thoughts when your door opened. You turned to see your loving racoon. You smiled at him. " Hi love, what are you doing here so early? you normally come at night." He smiled alittle sighing. "Can a guy not take break erey once in a while?" You just playfully rolled your eyes and continue to work on the plans. " whatever you say."

He looked at you for a min and you could feel his eyes burning into the back of your head. You turn back to look at him, making direct eye contact. " Rocket are you ok ? youre acting alittle weird." He sighed " ya im alright, just alittle out a it , I did just almost die a few weeks ago." You hummed not believing him. You didnt like to push too much knowing he will get mad. But you felt like prodding so you did. " Fair but I know thats not it. Now come on rocket you can tell me. I wont make fun of you I swear."

He sighed dropping his head alittle. He knows better than to try and ignore you when youre like this. " I just mmss you mk." You stared at him. "you what?" He sighed " I jus' missed you mk" you smiled at him. " aww rocket I missed you too" you could see his lips curl alittle.

Its not often rocket is like this. You decided to enjoy this moment. You got up and walked over to him. He didnt move which was a good sign. You kissed the top of his head and hugged him. You prepared for him to try and back away but he didnt. Instead he leaned into your touch and nuzzled his head into your neck. You smiled as you held him closer. You backed away and put your hands on his face. He nuzzled his head into your hand. You giggled alittle at his action. After a while of this he closed the space between you with a kiss, in which you happily returned.

"I love you y/n." he said gazing into your eyes. You smiled even more" I love you too rocket." You both went and laid on the couch holding eachother until you both fell asleep.

It wasnt often that these moments happen but when they do , its glorious.

#rocket x reader #rocket x you #x reader #gotg v3 #gotg vol 2

[tragic-shadows]

Can I get a fic using 7. " She had a way of making you see things differently" and 39. "You tell me how it’s your fault and I’ll tell you how you’re wrong"

Title: Mourning Period

Word Count: 1471

Warnings: Thoughts of suicide/drinking (!!! also major spoilers for anyone who hasn't watched judgement day part 1/2 !!!)

Pairings: GibbsxReader, (past GibbsxJenny)

A/N: for purposes of causing the most pain possible, let's just pretend diane and macy were dead before all of this.

He didn't know what to do, his brain was spinning in circles as he stepped around the room. He didn't dare touch anything, didn't dare breathe too hard for fear of his own scent overpowering hers. Her jacket was still draped over the bak of her chair, the fabric was soft between his fingers as he ran his hands over them. It had been a week. 7 days. 168 hours. 10,080 minutes. 604,800 seconds. Vance was moving in his stuff tomorrow. He hadn't let him sit in the chair, or at the desk, just at the conference table. 

He also couldn't sit. At least not on the furniture. He found a corner beside the liquor cabinet that seemed suitable enough. Liquor and guns never mixed, and yet at the moment he had both. One in one hand and one in the other. Both of them were targeted for his head. He chose the drink first, keeping the gun close, just in case the alcohol didn't work. He drowned himself in the memories and the feelings and the touches. All the stolen glances and conversations that went on longer than they should have. All the knowing smiles and unknowing ones too. He never really loved any of his wives after Shannon. But he loved Jenny Shepard. He had always loved her, and he always would.

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"Gibbs, breathe." You handed him a glass of water. You had come back to the office late to drop off a small box of Jenny's things that she had left at your apartment. Her house had had to be fumigated about a year ago and she had never gotten around to picking them up. The funeral was today and you figured it was time. While you were in the office, you spotted your boss sitting in the corner on the floor, a bottle and a half of scotch completely gone. "It's ok, it's gonna be ok." Now you were sitting next to him, the alcohol far out of reach, instead a glass of water and two aspirin took its place. You had also noticed his service weapon tucked in his lap, unloaded, the magazine sitting on the table in front of you. You didn't want to think about why he had it, so instead you focused your attention on him.

"I miss 'er," he slurred, head against the wall. "Loved 'er." 

"Do you want to talk about it?" 

"Mhm. She was erey' thing. Franks told me she still had feelin's. Shoulda been there. Shoulda saved 'er. Not Tony or Ziver's fault. My fault." 

You sighed, reaching over to take his hand to stop him shaking. "You tell me how it's your fault and I'll tell you how you're wrong." 

"My fault cause I shoulda told 'er I felt the same. Never stopped lovin' Jenny."

"I know. She was my best friend, I know." 

"She ever talk 'bout me? Did ya' know?"

You gulped. She had, quite a lot actually, but you weren't sure if that was going to help the situation or make it worse. You tapped your glass a few times, thinking, before you answered. "She did. Sometimes she complained about how you never listened, but then she would tell some story and you were always the part she smiled at."

"Shoulda' told her."

"She knew."

"Then why the hell didn't she do somethin' 'bout it?"

"Probably the same reason you didn't." 

You watched the way he stared at her desk. You had seen that look often, when he stared at Ziva's desk. Even though she was a great addition to the team, he missed Kate. It was also the same look he got on a single day of the year, the day Shannon and Kelly had been killed. He had loved and lost so many times you weren't sure if there was any love left for him to give. 

"What was she like?" You asked. "Before I met her, before I met you. Paris." 

"She had a way of making ya' see things different. We could be lookin' at a case file, I got one idea and she always had the right one. Not even that, jus' any situation she could turn 'round. I's half empty, she'd always be half full." 

"What happened between you two?" 

"She left." He stated plainly. The drinks had certainly gone to his head and part of you felt like asking him questions that he wouldn't like sober was wrong, but you needed him to talk. He needed to talk. He wanted to talk. "Didn't fit into her picture perfect plan. Too many loose ends, a liability." He finally knocked back the pain medicine you had set down for him. 

"Is that what you think you are? A liability?" 

"Why ya' ask that?" 

You shrug. "I figure a self respecting, half-decent, Marine doesn't drink himself silly with a gun sitting three feet away unless he plans do to something to himself."

"Not gonna do anythin'." 

"You know, for someone who's a great interrogator, you're not very good at lying." You gently laid your head on his shoulder. "Why do you think you're not good enough? I see it in your eyes all the time. When you're bossing us around, you seem like the biggest guy out there; when you sit at your desk and just look at us all, being silent Gibbs, you look like you're thinking. Like you're afraid to say the wrong thing. You don't believe in yourself."

"Everyone I love dies, Y/N. Everyone that loves me is dead." 

"And why do you think that?"

"Shannon, Kelly, Kate, Diane, Macy, now Jenny?" 

"You think those are the only people that love you? What about our team? Abby, Ziva? Me?" 

"Don't love me like they did. Not like Jen. Miss 'er." 

"I miss her too." 

"Why didn't ya' save her?" 

You had momentarily forgotten the fact that he was drunk and probably suicidal but the question made you realize just how much he was hurting right now. It was true, it was your fault. Well- not really your fault, you had agreed with Ziva but Tony had insisted that everything was fine and the Director could take care of herself. You shook yourself out of your head and went back to Gibbs. "You need to get home, or at least off the floor." You put his arm over your shoulder, doing your best to lift him off the ground. You made it a few steps over to the couch and helped him down. "I'll stay if you want me to. If you'd rather be alone.." You bit your lip, not really liking the idea of leaving him alone in this state. Before you could stay, a single word slipped from his lips. 

"Stay." 

"Ok.." You grabbed a blanket from the bottom drawer in Jenny's desk, draping it over the both of you. You wanted tea but that would mean leaving the room, and Gibbs. You counted the seconds as the clocked ticked and ticked and ticked. 

The next time you looked over, his eyes were closed and his breathing had steadied. You were sore for sitting for so long and you decided getting yourself a cup of coffee would be helpful. You stood up and took a few steps but before you could get past him, he snagged the hem of your shirt. 

"Huh?" You turned around.

"Wanna talk." 

You nodded, understanding. "I'm going to use the restroom and get some water. You want water or a coffee?"

"Coffee. Black."

"Ok. I'll be back." You patted your hip to make sure his gun was still there next to your own.

The office was dark. Even the janitors had gone home and there was no flashlight of any of the night officers to be seen. The only light was that from the vending machines. You filled up his cup with coffee and yours with water and grabbed you each a chocolate bar. You took your time walking back upstairs, just trying to give your boss some space. You missed Jenny like hell but you had a different way of dealing with it. Instead of crying about it, you blocked it out. You clicked open the door, expecting to see Gibbs in the chair. Instead, he was curled up on the couch reading a magazine. 

"You look better," you say.

"Just because I look better doesn't mean I am."

"Here." You hand him the coffee and situated yourself on the couch next to him. "I'm gonna get some sleep if you don't mind. Jenny always let me sleep on her couch when I didn't want to go home. You can stay if you want." 

"Yeah."

You stayed like that for a minute or two in awkward silence when you felt tears welling at your eyes. You hadn't cried when Jenny was shot, you hadn't cried at the funeral earlier today, you couldn't remember the last time you cried, and yet here you were. About to cry. Crying. "Gibbs." you whisper. Nothing else needed to be said.

He pulled you down on the couch next to him and let you lay down, your head on his chest and his arm around you. He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. If you didn't have each other, you weren't really sure what either of you would do. "Thank you, Y/N. Need you right now."

"I think…" you trail off, "I think I need you too."

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@aleck-cross @ah-blossom @ilovemark1951 @marennnx @originalsoulcollector @hotchmeeeeeuppppp @kittenlittle24 @twilightlover2007 @whoreforhondo @pinkcrystal44 @marvelslut16multistangirl07 @alexxavicryry @leroyjethrogibbsgirlrl @hobbsy27-blog

#ncis x reader #ncis #leroy jethro gibbs x reader #leroy jethro gibbs #gibbs x reader #jibbs #grief/mourning

[plushrodan]

Just drawing my dnd girlies <3

Meet Ereis and Xerena! A vampire and her drow bestie trying to figure out how to kill Lolth and be independent!

#dungeons and dragons #dnd #dnd art #dnd character #dnd ocs #dnd oc #sketchbook #sketch #doodle

[catnipqueen]

Running to the woods will soon just be my home sweet home!!! Really feeling that leijon spirit erey day!

#homestuck #homestuck2023 #homestuck memes #homestuck art #nepeta leijon #am i doing meulin my way yes yes i am #meulin kin #homestuck meulin #homestuck forever #homestuck love #lesbian #cottagecore #runaway #woody witch #forest #good bye society forever #safer in nature

[ajaton97]

40k warm-up game befor the crusade (I lost)

It was a well fort BATLE but in the end I lost 7 to 28 and erey one of my units died :L

#warhamemr 40k #40k #space wolves #imperial guard #table top games #mine

[j-yurica]

rei ive users

✷ naoily nareisky livynaoii

✷ reiizitaa reisnsgel naoishrt

✷ reilovesanrio div-erei n-aoiire

#ive moodboard #kpop gg #kpop girls #kpop icons #kpop moodboard #kpop #aesthetic #ive rei #rei ive #rei users #ive users

[aguusstt]

Erei una bebé!!! no saben viejos mensos y cochinos

Jajajajajaj 🩷🥺

[pwlanier]

Olle Bærtling, A carpet, 'Erey', hand tufted, Baertling/Asplund.

A design in green, red and black by Olle Baertling. The carpet is produced by Asplund in

collaboration with the Baertling foundation after a painting.

Bukowskis

[vidadeadolecsente]

apresentação! :)

OLA PODEM ME CHAMAR DE LOLISA! TENHO 1* ANOS (OBS: MENOS DE 16) minha cor fav é roxo :D meu animal fav é raposa sou loira de olho verde e cabelo ondulado (2A) hetero mas nd contra lgbt sou editora meu ttk é lolisa.49 minhas estação fav é primavera e outono eclipise quero ser astronoma aqui erei postar historias reais! é isso espero q gostem de mim! :)

#blog #apresentação

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Sat[urday] 6 Sept[embe]r 1834

7 1/4

11 50/..

No kiss F[ahrenheit] 58° at 8 40/.. a.m. and haze and sm[all] r[ai]n – br[eak]f[a]st at 10 – H[a]d Washington w[i]th our rent acc[oun]ts –

I rec[ieve]d £190 in bills + 37 sov[erei]gns + 1/4 leav[in]g £50 in his h[a]nds, clear of all the paym[en]ts –

dawd[lin]g ov[e]r 1 th[in]g or oth[e]r – wr[ote] out journ[a]l of 27th and 28th ult[imo] – Mr. Hird Lamplengh ca[me] at 1 3/4, and

took Lidg[a]te and all the land and the h[ou]se furnish[e]d for 10 y[ea]rs at £100 p[e]r ann[um] the 1st 1/2 y[ea]rs

rent to be allow[e]d for improvem[en]ts – he st[ai]d ab[ou]t 1/2 h[ou]r and behav[e]d handso[mel]y hop[in]g, if A- [Adney]

remain[e]d here, th[a]t, as they w[oul]d be near, they sh[oul]d be good neighb[ou]rs – all th[i]s is ver[y] well –

I h[a]d Mrs. Dewhirst 1/4 h[ou]r, Pearsons’ sist[e]r, ab[ou]t Mytholm – s[ai]d I c[oul]d say noth[in]g – n[o]t improb[able]

P- [Pearson] and I sh[oul]d agree ag[ai]n – it all depend[e]d up[on] wheth[e]r he w[oul]d gi[ve] the rent I sh[oul]d ask – if n[o]t,

the farm w[oul]d be op[e]n – n[o]t determ[ine]d b[u]t th[ou]ght I sh[oul]d let it by ticket, as I talk[e]d of lett[in]g

the Stump X Inn – yes! she h[a]d heard of th[a]t, so th[ou]ght it useless for so[me] fr[ie]nd of hers to apply –

A-  [Adney] and I off at 2 55/.. (walk[e]d) to Lidg[a]te – she busy upst[ai]rs – I in the cellar pack[in]g wine

fr[om] 4 1/2 to 7 1/4 – 17 bot[tle]s champagne. 18 d[itt]o raisin; 3 1/2 doz[en] port of 1825 + 3 doz[en] of the sa[me]

19 bot[tle]s fine old Madeira w[i]th the remain[in]g 4 bot[tle]s of port of 1825 and 1 bot[tle] of Noyau – we walk[e]d ho[me]

in 50 min[ute]s at 8 20/.. – din[ner] at 8 3/4 – A- [Adney] w[e]nt to bed bef[ore] coff[ee] – I w[i]th my a[un]t 35 min[ute]s

till 10 35/.. – sm[all] r[ai]n in the morn[in]g till aft[e]r 10 – th[e]n fair and finish till 3 3/4 – th[e]n heavy

r[ai]n and r[ai]n till n[ea]r 7 p.m. F[ahrenheit] 57° now at 10 55/.. p.m.

[soulsxng]

Sivel, what are some of your favorite topics to study?

@arcxnumvitae

"O-oh. Um..." The little Vasyrus wasn't quite sure what to do, seeing another being that wasn't his parents or brother. It wasn't the first time, but is was rare enough that it had him retreating behind his parents, until his mother's hand atop his head, and his father's hand at his back reassured him that it was okay.

"I like...studying grimoires with Amei and Erei. I'm learning lots of magic, and...and...making potions, and...l-lots of stuff!" His words are quicker near the end, as though he's losing his nerve, and he's just about to go back to hiding when he catches sight of his brother instead. The elder Vasyrus' wings giving a little buzz and head tilting, as if to ask Sivel what he was so scared of.

"...I like to study with Nemu most! He teaches me about everything! Like plants, and rocks, and animals, and all the places we go! Today, he taught me about this plant, and..." Again, he looks to Nesimah for a moment, and his wings buzz happily at his back. "You can't eat the whole thing, but if you burn the leaves, it makes medicine for your hurts!"

In other words, anything he could study with Nesimah was his favorite.

#arcxnumvitae #[Sivel -headcanons-] #(Baby Sivvie loves his family so much #but especially his brother #he was always trying to tag along with Nesimah wherever he went #and Nesimah was always so good about it too #it makes it all the more painful that they don't get along now)

[adito-lang]

Equivalent word endings Norwegian-German

I've been collecting examples of equivalent word endings I've noticed between Norwegian and German, which I've tried to organize here. Memorizing these endings isn't useful, since there are also many exceptions (ex. barndom/Kindheit), but with time I've come to intuitively know a lot of them and their function, which helps me a lot when I'm reading Norwegian.

Nouns

-dom ➡️ -tum -else / -ning / -ing ➡️ -ung -eri ➡️ -erei -het ➡️ -heit / -keit -inne ➡️ -in -isme ➡️ -ismus -sjon ➡️ -tion -skap ➡️ -schaft -ør ➡️ -eur

Adjectives and Adverbs

-ende ➡️ -end -lig ➡️ -lich -løs ➡️ -los -isk ➡️ -isch -vis ➡️ -weise

Verbs

-ere ➡️ -ieren

#norwegian #norwegian langblr #sprachvergleich deutsch-norwegisch