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f6bron · 7 months
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here’s some iso crumbs in my brain. i wanna write a one-shot for this but… my ideas are still all over the place… (x_x)
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iso is probably the guy who gives the COMFIEST hugs ever ! likeeee have u seen him ? he’s just a huge teddy bear, your sweet huge teddy bear :]
and i was thinking of how he deals with an overworking!reader…
he knocked your office door, his head peeking inside as his eyes immediately caught your tensed figure working at your desk.
“hey babe, i think you’re done for today—”
“not yet…”
he sighed, not surprised with your stubborn behaviour. he immediately gathered all the documents scattered on your desk, ignoring the way your tired eyes glanced at him.
his thumbs reached for your puffy eyes, giving soft rubs as comfort.
“come on, it’s time for bed…” he said, as he picked you up and gave you a kiss on top of your head. you gave in to his warmth, drowsiness slowly taking control of your body.
“m’ tired…”
“i know, baby,” he took a pause to plant a soft kiss on your forehead, “and i’m proud of you.”
oh and… he would give you one of his hoodies / jackets for you to sleep in.
iso loves seeing you cuddled in his own clothes, his heart warmed up with the fact that you find comfort with his belongings.
the sight of you wearing his jacket (that looked too big on you) while chilling on his bed as you devoured the snacks he always have in his room, is something iso would kill for.
you’re just a little angel in his eyes, an angel he swore to protect.
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leeneir · 5 months
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Angst; Iso x GN!Reader Headcanons <3
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7.12 leaks just dropped. Ya boy has angst about our favorite.
As I've mentioned before, these are taken mostly from my Iso x oc ship but with alterations to fit (hopefully) any narrative!
And ngl, this kinda deviated from headcanons to a mini drabble so uhm. oops.
Iso has a difficult time sleeping caused by his career as an assassin. He dreams of endless blood on his hands, lifeless bodies all around him, and the organization simply sending him his next target without a regard for how he feels. His dreams were mostly filled with past victims who he unalived, but lately, the hand pulling the trigger pointed to someone else, someone that was never an intended target. You.
He doesn't understand why it's you, and he doesn't understand why he's completely terrified of the idea of killing you. It's gotten to the point where if Iso finds out that mirror!you was gonna be one of the enemies on his mission, he'll pull out of it, saying he doesn't feel too well to accomplish the mission.
Iso wonders if he should go through with offing Omen, but then he see's you chatting with said shadow entity and he can't stop the overwhelming feeling of... regret? Pain? He doesn't know, but what he does know is that he doesn't like it.
The protocol is so warm and welcoming... the agents were always inviting him to join in on their shenanigans of messing with the senior agents. At first, Iso was really scared. How could they pull such childish pranks on their higher ups? But then you're the one recruiting him with a grin on your face, and he realizes that the organization was deathly cold in comparison.
You notice the shift in his behavior, observing how as continued to watch everyone, walls upon walls of defenses slowly come down, revealing the true Zhao Yu that no one has seen in years. Nobody realizes it, but you do.
He thinks about the differences a lot, and the best way he can think clearly is bu practicing his aim. Unfortunately, Iso could go hours of shooting and one tapping bots, lost in his own world of nothingness as the echoes of the gunshots throughout the range remind him of nothing but the organization.
You don't tell him, but Omen raised his concern abour Iso to you and you both bring it up to Brimstone in an email.
You decide to go check on Iso who is still in the range, repeatedly shooting and reloading his gun while he was fixed in his trance. You call his name, he doesn't respond. You try again, he still continues to shoot. You then decide to touch his shoulder, but you barely even graze him before he knocks you away and points the gun at you.
It takes Iso a moment to process who or what just happened, but the moment he does, he is horrified. This was just like his nightmare, him holding the gun, finger on the trigger, a mindless assassin doing what is told, and on the other end was you, shocked and afraid of him. He drops the gun and apologizes profusely, completey terrified of the idea of you being scared of him.
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humbugghere · 11 months
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Going insane over P:EG - Eva Tsunaka’s imitation「模倣」piece.
Okay, so my previous post seemed to scratch an itch for some of y’all so I figured while I’m working on the big video I should post my other analysis (if you havent seen Diana's btw its here). So I’ll be hitting on Nifast’s _imitation 
「模倣」_series again with Eva’s piece, as seen below:
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(Credit to Nifast hi Nifast)
Alright let’s start, I’m copypasting this from the google doc as per usual. Prologue spoilers are in this one btw
Introduction
Eva Tsunaka is among the more enigmatic members of the cast, with many of her basic details obscured by the staff, her very own bio referring to her as a “Truly quiet and mysterious figure”, and the enigma that is her behavior in the prologue, Tsunaka has been set up to be this games “black box”, and while her essential characterization is out in the open, her deeper motives and psyche are likely to stay obscured for a while within the story.
However, via the Imitation「模倣」series, we get another glimpse into Eva, with her being given a portrait in a series of 9 covering the female cast, giving an abstract view into their place in the story.
Unlike my previous essay on Cara, however, this piece has a massive asterisk: Eva is alive. While Cara, Tacticum in death, and the information handed to us being absolute in summing her up, can be analyzed in full, there will be certain aspects of this art that can only be fully digested upon either Eva’s death or upon her survival of the killing game. Eva is a character who strikes me as one who may die incredibly early, or make it into the annals of the killing game.
Regardless, there is no doubt that her presence, in rebutting Wolfgang’s hope in the student's titles, and in the distrust sowed thanks to her talent and nonchalant behaviour, will have a profound impact on the cast, whether or not she may continue to live and act within the story. As it stands, Eva is alive. So while we may not do a true autopsy, we may begin to sterilize our tools and set the scene.
Eva Tsunaka - Within Reality
This section, more than anything, is meant to remind the reader of key moments within the prologue, that both act to define Eva’s character and help inform a calculated analysis of the piece.
The first thing of note is how Eva refers to her talent. After being pressured on how she came to be the Ultimate Liar, she waved such concerns away, simply saying it is what she is. 
This use of the word what lines up perfectly with the whole of the Imitation「模倣」series, as each portrait is framed as a response to the question “What are you?”. The response assigned to Eva, being “a lie” again lines up perfectly with her response. All of this is capped off by the end of the art book, which poses a question, almost identical yet strikingly opposite: “Who are you?”.
This question goes unanswered, at least for now. At least for some.
N doing this, we can see a very clear dichotomy between her talent, and her. While Eva has been awarded the title of liar, it is merely what she is - not who she is. It it wholly separate from her identity as a person. 
Another thing worth mentioning is the contrast between how Eva handles herself, and how the rest of the cast does. While much of the cast is apprehensive (aside from a few like Cassidy who don’t actively suspect Eva for her talent), Eva is wholly dismissive of their accusations, inviting them to believe whatever they wish to believe. While there is no direct correlation to be drawn, having this part of her in mind will serve us well.
Finally, Eva’s prodding is another key feature of her character. Being the first person to ask the hard-hitting, perhaps harsh questions to characters such as Ingrid and Cassidy about their talents, as well as serving as the principal voice against Wolfgang and Damon in the trial. While she is willing to concede if given a sufficient answer, or hopelessly outnumbers, Eva is still someone who wishes to play an active role in any conversation she has, in order to extract as much information as possible. Again, this is something to keep in mind moving forward.
We can conclude as such that Eva is a single-minded woman, one who is guided by her own questions and observations and is more than willing to disregard any ire she may attract in doing so. While this essay does not discuss her ultimate goals, we may understand the person who has set these goals in the process of doing this analysis.
Eva Tsunaka - Imitation 「模倣」
The portrait of the two Tsunaka’s, henceforth referred to as Black and White, after the colors of their respective hair, is the first one we see within the artbook, and serves as a striking establishment of the mood and rules that define this artbook. By featuring two “versions” of Eva, both that seem to look like her, yet are distinctly not Eva on closer inspection. 
This establishes the explicit theme of imitation, as these two figures imitate Eva, but also highlights how these “Imitations” can’t be considered a true reflection of Eva, both in their obvious differences to her design, and the portraits themselves framed as a response to the question “What are you?”. 
This question, while tackling many aspects of a person such as creed, nationality, and perhaps characteristics, can never truly capture the cadence of the question “Who are you?”, which directly addresses a person's Identity.
As such, we can establish these portraits serve to outline the public perception of each character, and indeed how this perception latches onto them and molds them in some regards. With this established, we can focus on Tsunaka alone.
The first feature of note is the dichotomy between the two figures, Black and White. While White seems to be wearing Eva’s iconic outfit, Black is not - in fact, the outfit itself seems to be a direct inversion, with Eva wearing a black suit over a white dress shirt, topped off with a bow tie. However, despite this glaring difference, it is Black who has any reference to Eva’s animal motif of a raven, with White’s jacket glaringly lacking the button normally seen.
Not only does this reinforce the idea that neither of these two figures is truly Eva, but it also makes the reader realizes that with their monochromatic hair and the inconsistencies between their designs in regards to being a copy of Eva - the combination - or perhaps reunion - of these two figures is the only way to truly “find” Eva again. Throughout the prologue, it is very obvious that Eva, while being a major force in navigating the strange circumstances of this kidnapping, is still someone who is withholding information. Furthermore, Eva is someone who, despite wishing for the cast to survive, pushes firmly against the idea of open cooperation.
In order to properly elaborate on how the introduction of these dichotomies helps inform our view of Eva, we must look into Black and White properly. What makes them different? For one, the exclusion of crow symbolism, while staying faithful to Eva’s outfit is no coincidence. The animal motifs are consistently a defining part of a character, especially in informing their personality. By stripping this feature from White, it by extension strips Eva of her humanity, which is extenuated by the lack of sheen in her eyes. Together, this makes White seem like nothing more than a model or a doll. 
In doing so, this reflects how the cast perceives Eva, being suspicious of her talents and her behavior throughout the prologue and likely throughout the game following the prologue. This objectification of Eva present in white is further supported by the lack of gleam in her eyes as if there wasn’t anything behind them. 
As for Black, there are several details to pick up on. For one, Black features Eva’s feather, which demonstrates how this stand-in, to some degree, is a more accurate representation of Eva, the person.
However, this falls apart upon even a surface-level inspection. Black’s outfit is quite literally an inversion of Eva’s usual outfit, with a black suit, white shirt, and a bow tie. This could symbolize the fact that, under her visage in the killing game, Eva is very much different from the stoic cynic we’ve seen. 
Furthermore, her hair is notably cut short and not allowed to grow properly in places, in contrast to white long, practically unruly hair. While White’s hair may symbolize the cast's fears that Eva may run wild in the killing game, the short hair may represent Eva’s potential being stumped, perhaps by her own fear to act, perhaps by the pressure of the cast around her… or perhaps by death.
There is also the obvious distinction that Black does have a gleam in its eyes, unlike White, lending credence to the idea that it represents the human part of Eva.
In summary, White represents the image the cast has of Eva, and how their fear and distrust of her strips her of her humanity and personality. Black, however, represents the self-image Eva has of herself, and how it both differs and is ultimately affected by the killing game around her.
Now that we have an understanding of what these two figures represent, we can now answer this analysis’ pivotal question: What is the point of comparing the two figures?
The explicit purpose is simple: It establishes the futility of defining Eva in a black-and-white manner. Her design so far has highlighted this by being a mix of black and white, in particular with her hair, which blends these two colors vivaciously. The separation of the two figures, especially in their monotone hair, symbolizes how both of these views of Eva, both the distrustful one of her classmates and her own self-image, can not truly reflect who she is. Only by understanding both of them, can we truly know who Eva is.
This rebuttal of a black-and-white view of Eva is also supported by the mixture of colors in the figures. White wears a black shirt, Black wears a white one. Both of them carry a part of the other in their designs and ergo their beings, and can be seen looking at each other's halo, used to shed light on the both of them and make them visible in the otherwise pitch-black environment. This simple gesture shows that the two acknowledge each other - showing how over time, it is likely Eva will not just ignore but accept her class's views on her, and the class will recognize that Eva is not merely a suspicious figure, but a person and potential ally in ending this game, in a manner reminiscent of Yinyang. 
Furthermore, there is also the introduction of a “wild-card” Color: Red, visible in the bowtie/necktie and headbands. Red is a color with much history behind it, being the color of blood and as such attraction connections to courage, bravery, and sacrifice. On the other hand, it has also represented revenge, danger, domination, and anger. While both neck accessories are visible, Black’s headband is obscured by the light, perhaps showing that Eva does not wish to act on any principle of domination or revenge, despite what the class thinks.
For a final detail, the page after this image, the one directly answering the question “What are you?” The answer “A lie.” is given. This again reinforces that lies, and by extension lying, are not a part of Eva’s identity, both in being a response to a question of What Eva is, as well as the raven’s eye being obscured by the letter “A”, symbolizing how Eva’s talent does nothing but obscure her true nature under a thin visage of perjury.
Eva Tsunaka - Conclusion:
This piece serves to both introduce the concept of the  Imitation 「模倣」series, as well as symbolize the conflict between Eva’s perception within her own mind and within the minds of the cast as a whole.
This is done by underlining the flaws within them. The cast’s idea of who Eva is is only a surface-level understanding (with Eva having a rudimentary version of her outfit on) - that practically objectifies her (seen by her glazed-over eyes on the right). Meanwhile, Eva’s self-image is more truthful to her, though still not reflecting her circumstances (as symbolized by the incorrect outfit) and obscuring her deeper behaviors (as seen by the red headband being obscured by her Halo).
Furthermore, by highlighting these flaws, and the differences between these two perceptions of Tsunaka, calls attention to how a genuine understanding of who she is can only be attained by considering both the public perception and self-image of Tsunnaka, as her own self-reflection may result in her cowering from parts of herself that only a neutral crowd would be willing to discuss. However, this same crowd would find it near impossible to truly comprehend her mind - like with anyone.
Indeed, this is something that can be applied to any of the students - the idea that they must make peace with their own self-image and their public persona, to truly understand themselves and each other. This, however, is a central theme of Tsunaka and suggests that her role in the story will be one that, rather than directly inspire change, will force the cast to reflect on their views of her, and in time, their classmates…  and themselves.
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thedamnlesbian · 2 months
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clove and iso should kiss
I didnt ship either of em with anyone originally, but my tumblr feed has rotted my brain.
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sergeyvoronovv · 1 year
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kurouzus · 1 year
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i wish you could be fat in more video games.
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maurorojas · 2 years
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El mundo como lo conocemos se está desmoronando poco a poco. El viejo mundo está acabado. Ahora es el momento de construir uno nuevo, creando las nuevas piezas del rompecabezas. Renovación. #pieces #puzzle #isover #newworld #newearth #nuevatierra #rompecabezas #renovacion #restauracion #brandnewworld #collage #arsmagica #artist #art #community #MauroRojas #America (en Ecuador) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfx_dX7sUEn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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businessfotos · 2 years
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Lokale Industrie, analog
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sauolasa · 2 years
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Il sogno di Asya Isovic. Scrisse alla Regina e lei rispose. Tutto merito dell'amore per i cani
Una storia incredibile. Elisabetta II era rispettata in tutto il mondo per la sua saggezza, e la sua devozione alla patria. Ma a conquistare Asya Isovic, una ragazzina bosniaca di 12 anni di Sarajevo, sono stati l’amore della sovrana per i cani e la sua gentilezz
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f6bron · 6 months
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smitten.
pairing : iso x gn!reader
notes : established relationship, possessive!clingy!iso >.< , not proofread (fuck it we ball rahhhhh)
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"I want you all for myself. If other guys look at you, I get worried that they might like you more than I do. But, oh well, no one can hold a candle to you beside me, babe."
In the confines of your office, the air seemed to hum with an unspoken tension. The day folded with you immersed in work, and Iso, seemingly with nothing better to do, hung around, his attention solely fixated on you. His usual demeanour had given way to an unexpected vulnerability, and his clinginess reached new heights.
“Baby, you need to let me go.” you gently insisted, trying to navigate through the sea of paperwork on your desk.
Iso responded with a low groan, nuzzling his face even further into the curve of your neck as he settled comfortably on your lap. 
“No… want you close… with me.”
“But I’m working on something…” you reminded him, attempting to gently pry his arms away from you.
“Don’t care.” he declared.
His arms tightened around your waist, creating a cocoon that seemed to shield you both from the outside world. His broader figure dwarfed yours, enveloping you in a protective hold that was as comforting as it was possessive.
Today, Iso was surprisingly clingier than usual, and you couldn’t fathom the reason why. Unbeknownst to you, he had witnessed the subtle advances of Phoenix and Gekko, two fellow agents who seemed to be flirting with you. The sight somehow ignited a possessive streak within him. However, your ever blissful ignorance left you unwittingly at the center of Iso’s affectionate turmoil.
“You gotta stay with me, forever.” he whispered, his voice muffled as he punctuated each of his words with tender kisses on your exposed skin. The sentiment lingered in the air, a promise of enduring devotion that resonated beyond the confines of the office.
Flustered by his words, you attempted to reason with him. “Baby, what if someone comes in–”
“Don’t care.” Iso interrupted, his determination unwavering. In that moment, it was evident in that, in his eyes, there was no competition. 
You are his and only his. And that was non-negotiable.
You sighed, conceding that today, you were losing the silent battle to free yourself from his embrace, as Iso’s neediness became more palpable. His actions spoke of a love that sought closeness, a love that refused to be hidden away.
“Y/N…? Are you cold? Your hands felt cold…” Iso inquired, a genuine concern etched across his features.
Meeting his gaze, you swear you just saw a love shape formed in his eyes, the depth of his neediness mirrored in his eyes.
“Y-yeah… a bit.”
Without his waiting for further discussion, Iso swiftly got rid of his jacket and put it on you.
“No, it’s fine! It’s not that cold–” you protested. However, Iso’s actions transcender mere temperature regulation. It was a symbolic gesture, a silent claim over you, as if to announce to the rest of the world that you belonged to him. 
Well, at least to his fellow agents whom he ‘appreciates’ so much.
He shushed you gently, placing a finger on your plump lips, a silent signal that, in this moment, your opinion was secondary to his desires.
“You look good wearing my jacket like that. Don’t take it off, okay?” he murmured, his words carrying a possessive undertone that turned you into a flustered mess.
Attempting to hide your face within the collar of his jacket, you found your wrists held by Iso, preventing you from doing so. His chuckle was a blend of playfulness and genuine amusement, a melody that underscored the unique between you two.
“Y/N ~! Don’t hide that pretty face from me, I want to look at you.”
In the midst of your work, Iso’s unexpected clinginess became a silent proclamation of his feelings. His laughter, his protective yet possessive gestures, and the adoration in his eyes painted a vivid picture of a man deeply and unabashedly in love with you.
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Later that day. 
The headquarters’ kitchen, typically a bustling haven for the ever cooking-enthusiast Jett, but today was different. It was quiet, which provided a welcome escape from the hustle and bustle of the day. The soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant whirr of an espresso machine were the only sounds that filled the air as you entered to fetch some snacks.
Surprisingly, Phoenix was already there, and his eyes slightly widened with surprise as they landed on the oversized jacket covering almost your whole figure.
“Yo, Y/N, that jacket looks fire on ya! Stole it from Iso, eh?” Phoenix’s voice rang out, the unexpected echo shattering the usual quietness of the space. His mischievous grin added a playful edge to the comment, and you flinched, caught off guard by the sudden attention.
“Uh, I didn’t–”
“Hey, hey. How about you wear my jacket next time? I’ll even let you keep it—”
Before Phoenix could finish his sentence, a voice interrupted, cutting through the serene atmosphere of the kitchen. “Y/N?”
Turning toward the source, both you and Phoenix saw Iso’s towering figure leaned on the kitchen’s entrance frame with a warm smile.
A warm smile, which is only directed to you. 
Iso couldn’t help but admired the sight of you dressed in his jacket, which looked too big on you. He should take pictures of you with his DSLR later, he thought. For his own keepsake, of course. 
“What took you so long? I’ve chosen a movie to watch tonight, your all-time favourite.” Iso said, his eyes crinkling at the corners with a gentle teasing expression.
“But, I said you can choose whatever movie you want…” you said, trailing off as Iso approached. 
As the two of you were about to leave the kitchen, Iso seemingly put his hand on the small of your back, a possessive yet gentle gesture.
Phoenix, however, made a grave mistake.
Phoenix looked up, meeting Iso’s intimidating eyes as he planted a soft kiss on top of your head while keeping his gaze on the fire boy. In that moment, he realised he had unintentionally crossed the line. 
He fucked everything up.
The subtle shift in Iso’s demeanour, from playful to protective, sent a clear message.
Y/N was off-limits territory, and Phoenix had ventured too close to the edge. 
Without uttering a single word, Iso led you out of the kitchen, leaving behind a confused Phoenix. As the kitchen door slid shut, the lingering tension in the room dissipated, leaving Phoenix to reflect the consequences of his own selfish actions.
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masterlist.
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leeneir · 5 months
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IsoLora; Iso x OC Headcanons <3
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I've mentioned it on my Iso hcs that theyre based off of my Oc x canon ship, so my friends told me to just make a post about them so here it is :]
One again, if there's something you like, feel free to use it in your own stories!! (And tag me too, I want my Iso content🫶)
A lot of this is posted on my twitter @LeeNeirArt where I'm more active!!<3 The picture above was drawn by me
Flora's jacket is cropped so her lower back is exposed (but still cover with an undershirt) and whenever theyre standing next to each other, Iso will sneakily reach his hand up and place it in that area only for her to jerk away while shrieking bc shes ticklish in that area and he grins as he starts running away knowin she'll chase him. He likes having her attention after all.
Iso has an extra hairtie in his pocket incase any of hers snap (its happened a few times)
Their go-to date is going to a roadside restaurant post mission and trying whatever food they serve there. Flora will eat whatever Iso doesnt like cuz hes picky.
They're actually assigned on missions quite often together bc of their compatibility and ability to bounce off of each other well in the heat of battle.
The first time Iso and Flora aren't on a mission together after a string of being on the same team is the one time Iso forgets to read the mission brief.
Iso hums a lot and Flora likes to listen to him doing so while doing mundane tasks. Whenever shes upset or feeling down in general, he'll sing a song or two (hes got a good singing voice)
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timorin11 · 2 years
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Fabulous Sharp Short line rainbow 🌈 in the sky after the storm today! Incredibly beautiful 😍 #storm #isover #and #israinbow🌈 #inthesky #beautiful https://www.instagram.com/p/CeO22h1rcIh/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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cheaprv · 9 months
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Acadia National Park Pond, Bar Harbor, Maine. Photo by Inera Isovic.
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indolent-tranquil · 5 months
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mun pitää huutaa tää asia tänne tyhjiöön MUN ISOVELI PUOLISOINEEN SAI LINNASSA KUVAN KÄÄRIJÄN KANSSA 😭 aion kehystää sen kuvan ja laittaa olohuoneen seinälle en voi uskoo että tää on totta
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alatismeni-theitsa · 8 months
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aunty I don't know if you're familiar with the website isobitis(.)com but it's a greek data base of free audiobooks and theater play recordings. it's a great resource that not many people know about and your followers might find interesting. i've listened to many classic plays this way
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Ενας απο τους λογους που χαιρομαι που εχω αυτο το μπλογκ ειναι αυτες οι πληροφοριες που μου αφηνετε στα μηνυματα 💙 Δεν ηξερα την ιστοσελιδα αλλα πιστευω θα την εξερευνησω αρκετα τις επομενες μερες!
Σιγουρα θα φανει χρησιμη και σε πολλους ακομα, και σ' ευχαριστω που τη μοιραστηκες μαζι μας 💙
Plus, I really like the moniker "isobitis" (perhaps better pronounced isovitis, meaning "the one with a life sentence". From what I understand the creator of this blog is a person who's sentenced by fate to stay in Athens "for life")
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mikä VITUN työvoimapula? tää tilanne on ollut sama jo niin kauan ku muistan, skidinä muistan kuunnelleeni vieresestä huoneesta kun 9 vuotta vanhempi isoveli koitti soitella kesätyöpaikkoja läpi kiroillen joka puhelun välissä. ja tää oli siis ennen vuoden 2008 finanssikriisiä. jos opiskelijoilla on yks mahdottomuus löytää duunia niin millä helvetillä kouluttautumaton ryysyköyhälistö löytää edes mitään nurmikonleikkuun tai marjanmyynnin kaltaisia hanttihommia? tiiän et angstaan tänne about joka päivä miten mun työpaikka ja duunimatka ja sun muu syö mua elävältä, mutta objektiivisesti katottuna oon äärimmäisen onnekas että tämmöne moniongelmaine amk-dropout on onnistunu keksimään ja pitämään itellään vakkariduunin. naurettavaa paskaa että reaktionäärinen porvarihallitus pystyy mielivaltaisesti käärimään yritystuet lähipiirin taskuun samalla kun työläistä sorretaan ja syyllistetään. liberalismi antaa kaikkien kuolonkulttien kukkia
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