#oro s

[robotgirldaily]

The robot girl of the day is Oro S from Rockman Xover!

[saturnserkel]

More MegaMan reuploads

[loquesemeocurraescribo]

A veces parece que al reprimir más tus emociones, todavía más se intensifican.

Loquesemeocurraescribo

[zachbradleyphotography]

a world that is standing still

Oro Grande, California

[arahea]

Venti would definitely listen to kpop. I feel like his music taste would varied but there's definitely a preference. I have this specific vibe in mind... Maybe I should make a playlist that modern venti inspired haha

I have no idea how we both manage to talk about like 5 different topics on 2 different platforms 💀

YOU SHOULD THOUGH, I'd absolutely listen to that 💅💅

Venti is with you on that...

What is the internet lingo for a person that listens to everything? U do it, u know it, I know it

.... I just can't remember

I definitely see you two absolutely vibing in the car with music tho

[madmachaca]

Gaban was having way too much fun here

speaking of which, WHERE is he now, huh?

[courtjesterrr]

hk wb doodles (mainly the vessels)

Plus a thing from an au of mine (from my rp group taocc)

The purple one is mine and the yellow one is @/sh4tt3rg1rl or @/theoneandonlysun

[exclted]

wyrmslaying

cont. from here // @fellincantation​

Grima is nearly just as tense. Those sent out on their mission a month before were finally returning and with them came those Grima was deeply familiar with. There was a sick amusement trilling inside of her as she waited. She didn't have to wait very long. Lucina's voice was firm and her tone harsh when Grima heard it. Though the dragon didn't turn just yet. Instead, she let her arms slowly rest down at her sides, palms facing Lucina. She was unarmed physically.

"It's been such a long time, Lucina," Grima said her tone as kind as ever. She almost sounded like she was regarding Lucina fondly though they both knew the truth of the matter. "I've been looking for you and your family for some time now. I've missed you all dearly."

Grima slowly turned to look at Lucina as she spoke. There was a sharp malice in her gaze but her expression didn't waver from the kind smile on it. How long had it been since she'd last seen her? How many times had Grima come back to torment her? They both knew it was a countless number of times and would never end so long as the time continued to exist.

"While you were gone your cousin came to greet me. Oberon's always been such a friendly person." She said. Everything she said was careful and calculated. Letting Lucina know she'd been there entirely undetected thus far even by her own family. "I haven't had the chance to say hello to Chrom. Where is he?"

With that, Grima's smile twisted. The malice in her stare shifted to the rest of her expression with an unsettling finality. Her words were a threat, a promise, and a reminder. Things would play out the same because fate was at Grima's command.

Her blood runs cold. The threat is thinly veiled, but she would see it clearly even without. 

They say every war is fought twice -- first in blood and second in memory. Lucina has seen this one twice just in the former, has seen both of its beginnings and both of its ends, and now she stares down a face that threatens a third.

“You lied to him?” Naga save Owain. For all of his claims of brilliance, he most certainly could use a touch more intuition. Really, she had left him alone for only a handful of days, and yet somehow he had gone and fallen for a poorly disguised Grima.

Lucina shakes her head. That can be set straight later. “Even if I knew my father’s whereabouts, I would sooner meet the end of his own blade than tell them to you.” 

Another suddenly very pressing matter. She would need to find Chrom before Grima could -- perhaps go so far as to instate herself as his personal guard. It has been a good few years since last she spent the better part of her days lingering around a younger version of the man she sold her life to save, watching for any potential threat. It would be easy to slip back into old routine...

Fingers twitch. How terribly she longs for her sword, for a far more pressing threat. She’s sure that Grima remembers its blade well.

“It would serve you well to remember my strength,” her voice is low. A threat of her own, though she does not deign to conceal it with a false kindness. “I will not hesitate to end you a second time, even a third. As many as it takes to keep this world safe.”

[lycianlynx]

[ Freedom ] - The sender goes against the grain and makes up their own dance moves for the receiver to follow!

"Hey, check this one out! I call it Oberon-Cake. Just clap your hands against mine, and we can begin! But be warned--time is not kind to this sacred move. It hungers, like a wolf in the night, for the quickening of fervor. Before you know it, we shall be forced to move faster than the wind itself...!"

… Isn’t this guy faculty?

A standoffish teen watches this grown-ass man clown around with patty-cake, hands held out expectantly to be met. There’s a short moment where bad faith takes over — Did they get cherry-picked because they look like a kid? Is this some kind of joke? They balk, bristle at the thought.

But… Hm. There’s this weird, genuine shine in this guy’s eyes that makes them hesitate in retaliating with immediate barbs. For a long, long moment, Chad can’t decide whether letting this guy hang would be funny or just plain fuckin’ sad, especially with how energetically he’s proposing this… Variation…

They don’t even realise they’re giving him a withering glare until it lets up when they sigh, silently lifting their palms to meet his with a sharp slap — Marks of water and earth lighting up at the contact, the smell of fresh rain on soil filling the air as the corresponding flowers bloom, eager to watch what comes next.

You know, the fun part about patty-cake (or, Oberon-cake, Chad guesses) with people who aren’t too chicken to keep up is how fast you can go. They hope, for both their sakes, that this guy can go fast.

[yoakkemae]

even  though  he  wasn’t  the  best  student  at  the  dojo  when  it  came  to  general  education  (  that  honour  went  to  kuina  )  ,  zoro  was  --  and  ,  really  ,  still  is  --  a  genius  at  maths.  zoro  is  able  to  calculate  advanced  maths  problems  in  his  head  without  much  effort  ,  and  anything  that  deals  with  operations  of  any  sort  seem  to  come  instantly  to  him.  it’s  one  of  those  things  that  hasn’t  necessarily  come  up  with  the  crew  ,  in  part  because  there’s  no  real  reason  for  it  to  have  yet  ,  and  also  because  ...  lbr  they’re  not  expecting  that  from  zoro.

[loquesemeocurraescribo]

Ojalá te deje de querer y así dejes de doler.

Loquesemeocurraescribo

[minglana]

why are all the jotas apparently 'navarras'

[blindmanspuff]

La Gloria Cubana Corojo de Oro Toro - Blind Cigar Review

La Gloria Cubana Corojo de Oro Toro - Blind #Cigar Review @LaGloriaCubana #cigars #blindmanspuff #SmokeBlind

Cigar Info Earlier this year, Forged Cigar Company quietly released a new line under the La Gloria Cubana brand: La Gloria Cubana Corojo de Oro. The name comes from the fact that the binder is a hybrid between Corojo and the fabled Pelo de Oro. The Corojo de Oro hybrid was made by crossing two Cuban-seed tobaccos, Corojo 97-98 and Pelo de Oro. The leaf was grown and processed in the Mao region…

[queretarotv]

Detenido en Santa Clara el aficionado que apuñaló a otor en la COPA ORO

La Policía de Santa Clara en EE.UU arrestó a Alejandro García Villanueva, de 29 años, por apuñalar a un aficionado durante el juego entre México y Qatar en el Levi’s Stadium. García-Villanueva, de 29 años, fue detenido por intento de asesinato, el 4 de julio en la residencia del seguidor sin que pusiera resistencia. Tras una orden de registro se localizaron varias pruebas. lograron la…

[allurilove]

Can we have a Mother and son day with Henry and yandere husband spies on us and ends up getting caught? ( this is just a request that you can write later if you want).

When summer was slowly coming to an end, the school season was already beginning. Henry needed new clothes after he grew out of his old ones, and that meant he had to sadly ditch his trusty overalls. Henry begged you to go to the mall with him as he hated shopping with his father. Your yandere husband could be in the mall for hours and hours, and while he blamed you for draining his bank account, he was also at fault too.

Yandere husband had a somewhat fashionable taste, and it must've been a genetic thing since his father was like that too. Your husband wouldn't really let Henry get what he wanted, even the light-up Skechers he dreamed of having. Henry argued that he would be the coolest kid in town if he had those, but your husband said it was tacky.

That's why you were with Henry instead of that big ol' grump. You were the only person who would listen to him! And the only one that was easily manipulated to buy crazy printed t-shirts with exploding dinosaurs on the front! Henry smiled evilly, rubbing his hands together as you paid for the shirt. While the kid would wear the shirt to school, he also wanted to buy it to shove it in his father’s face.

"Do you need anything else?" You asked your son, who was excitedly holding the shirt in his hands.

He was examining it with slight disbelief on his face. Surely, this shirt wasn't school appropriate... but you had bought it for him anyway! What a dream come true!

The kid stroked his chin in thought, tossing the shirt back into the bag. He already knew what he wanted next before you asked that question. “Can I get new shoes?"

"I thought you bought some with your father last week?" You said, pinching his cheek. He blushed before he shyly pulled away from you.

"...I must've grown too big for them now! They hurt my feet." Henry faked a wince and started to stumble as he walked. "Owie... ouch..." He whimpered.

—-

The little kid skipped out of the store with a huge smile, his shoes lighting up with each bounce, and his favorite superhero plastered on the sides. You then bought him a cinnamon pretzel while you sipped on some lemonade. He was very happy until he abruptly stopped walking. He sniffed the air, smelling hints of cedarwood, bergamot, clove, and desperation. He had a pretty good idea of who it was, but for good measure, he licked his index finger and raised it into the air. Henry's eyes narrowed, the gears turning in his head, and his whole body did a 180.

"You!" Henry pointed at the poor fool, who was clearly trying to hide himself behind his cup of Annie's Pretzels.

Yandere husband wore a dark grey trench coat, an infinity scarf around his neck that also covered his mouth, and a pair of black sunglasses by James Oro. He pretended not to see the boy blatantly pointing at him. He got up from his seat and hurriedly walked in the opposite direction, gripping his cup of plain pretzel bites and muttering curses to himself as he heard the angry tiny footsteps behind him.

"Dad!" Henry huffed as he picked up his pace. "I know that's you! I can smell you from a mile away."

Yandere husband nervously chuckled, turned his head to take one glance at his son, and shook his head. He stretched his legs out even further to walk faster, using his hips and arms to gain some sort of leverage over his shorter son. "Dad? My name isn't 'dad'... it's Brad!" He deepened his voice to respond to Henry.

Henry rolled his eyes and managed to grab onto yandere husband's arm. Your man refused to turn his head around and face his son; he was actually scared of what Henry would do to him.

"Oh, hi Brad. Did you happen to see the man that was hitting on my mom over there?" He gestured to you, still standing far away.

"Wait, what?" Yandere husband tensed up, swiveled his head around, and yanked his sunglasses off to take a good look at you with a scowl. "What man, Henry? I don't see anyone—"

"Aha! Busted!" Henry exclaimed and kicked his father in the shins. "How dare you try to stalk us? I am trying to have some quality time with Mom!"

Yandere husband groaned and clutched his leg. "What is wrong with you—"

"Give me your pretzel bites!" Henry demanded, opening his hand. "You don't deserve those." He tsked and snatched the cup out of his father's hand.

[arahea]

ITTO WITH PIERCINGS GO

SCREAM

HE ALREADY GOT PIERCINGS

GEEZ CAN YOU IMAGINE HIM WITH MORE??? HE'D BE TOO HOT 😭

Itto with like a Septum Piercing??? Increasing Bull vibes 😭 like can you imagine him charging at someone

Please I'd FAINT (my heart will straight up run away 😍💕)

Spikey piercing jewelry, black or silver d e f

(He doesn't seem like the type to wear gold jewelry, dunno why but that's the vibe LOL)

Itto genuinely could rock them all 😭

Eyebrow piercings? yes pLEASE

Tongue piercing? LIP PIERCINGS? SCREAM 💕 (although not sure he'd do either--or yk I think he'd regret the healing process LOL)

More ear piercings???

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HE'S SO PRETTYYYY 💕❤️❤️💕❤️