#pekel

[bbqbastard]

Zomerse Salade met Gerookte kip en Aardbeien

[zluty-spendlik]

Nevím, jestli jsem zeď, nebo jestli mě postavil Karel IV., ale vím, že jsem hladov

[kocourmokroocko]

Rád tě informuji o tom, že tvůj arnie je momentálně králem tagu #arnie na celém tumblru

C͙͔͓Í͕̘̺T͕̺͜Í͍͍̫ R͕͚O̻̙͓S̘̪T̡̻͖O̼͖̻U̢̘͔C͇̺͕Í̢̻ S̠̞̪Í̡̺̼L͍̫͍U̻̫̟

[oldsardens]

Herman Pekel - Big Dipper (St. Kilda Series) 2009

[oblicej]

sen

Potřebovala jsem fotku na obal novýho alba svojí rockový kapely. A chtěla jsem zabít dvě mouchy jednou ranou a pojmout tu fotošůšn jako klauzuru. Tak jsem šla do suterénu školy a otevřela portál do podsvětí, nebo pekla. Začaly odtamtud vyskakovat stvůry a démoni a hluboko v té vířivé doutnající a soptící díře jsem tušila něco ještě mnohem horšího. Nějak se mi nedařilo pořádně zaostřit na to sefíčko. A najednou jsem zahlédla jak se skrze ten lávový a ohnivý tunel prodírá sám princ pekla. Byl to napůl kozel s obrovskýma svalama a sekerou. Ale jak vyskočil z portálu, tak okamžitě pozbyl nejen všechny magické schopnosti, ale i jakoukoli statečnost a vzápětí i hrdost. Protože ho někdo sekl do podpaží, on upustil zbraň a dal se na úprk. Všichni si oddechli, démoni zdrhli, někdo zapudil portál a najednou nikdo nikde. A já se dala do sledování zakrvácené stopy prince pekel. Dovedla mě až ke konťákům na tříděný odpad, za kterými se krčil a plakal poraněný. Nějak jsem neměla slov, tak jsem zavolala Leošovi a ten princovi dal rychlou věcnou a hlavně překvapivě trefnou řeč na téma sebedůvěry a sebereflexe. Byla jsem na oba tak hrdá. Ale na střeše mi za chvilku začínal koncert, tak jsem musela běžet. Líp se mi odcházelo s vědomím, že se princ pekel s Leošovou pomocí zotaví nejen po fyzické ale i duševní stránce. A ten koncert jsme zahráli nejvíc nejlíp!

[radoby-ikona]

spáchala několik válečných zločinů, ale já ji napravovat nemusím, to zařídí bohové

[whentheynameyoujoy]

Usvědčený znásilňovač Dominik Feri ✨🥳✨

[superkulup]

Ezgi Pekel "SonBahar" İsimli Yeni Şarkısını Yayınladı!

Ezgi Pekel “SonBahar” İsimli Yeni Şarkısını Yayınladı!

“Birbirimizi Kaybettik”, “Deliyim” ve “Aciz Aziz” gibi pek çok şarkısıyla müzikseverlerden tam not alan Ezgi Pekel, kariyerinin sekizinci şarkısını “Sonbahar” için kolları sıvadı! Pekel’in kaleme aldığı ve Aykut Acarlar ile birlikte bestelediği şarkının düzenlemesi Acarlar ve Caner Hız’a ait. Akustik ve basgitar, piyano gibi enstrümanlarla zenginleştirilen parçanın kapak tasarımı da yine Pekel…

[fe-li-ci-as-things]

Herman Pekel

#art

[teplejtrouba]

pokud je anděl páně vskutku české good omens tak prosím třetí díl kde se tento archanděl Gabriel zamiluje do typicky česky čertovského páně pekel jejich veličenstva Belzebuba

[protoindoeuropean]

This song (which I view more as a poem with an instrumental accompaniment tbh) has been on my mind a lot these past few months – and even longer. And as it's the cultural holiday today, it seems fitting to post it. {Youtube link}

Generals by Tomaž Pengov | Generali

Hey, merchants of fiery plague, | Hej, trgovci z ognjeno kugo, you keep the gates of history, | vi ste vratarji zgodovine, you are the monarchs of our time | monarhi našega časa and sowers of eternal silence. | in sejalci večne tišine.

You hold too much in your hands, | Preveč držite v svojih rokah, if only you didn't wave them, | da ne bi vsaka vaša kretnja, weaving black shrouds for the people, | črnih prtov ljudstvu tkala, whose every hope you're selling to hell. | in vsako upanje v pekel prodala.

Between vivid dreams of joyful strides, | Med žive sanje srečnih korakov, between desire and its existence, | med željo in njeno resničnost, you cast your stony shadow, | pada vaša trda senca, crippling it all into stillness. | da vse pohabi v nepremičnost.

cont. ↓

Hey, generals, from behind your shades, | Hej, generali s temnimi očali, look at your starving peoples, | poglejte svoja lačna ljudstva, everybody knows what you've done, | vsi vedo, kaj ste storili, it's written in the earth what you've betrayed. | in v zemlji piše, kaj ste izdali.

You claim a certain past, | Lastite si neko preteklost, you stomp over whatever you find foreign, | teptate vse, kar vam je tuje, you deny worlds not your own | zanikate tuje svetove, and replace every day one old god or another. | in vsak dan menjate stare bogove.

Your laughter brings tears beyond count. | Vaš smeh so solze neštetih. Among the frescoes of unknown faces, | Med freske neznanih obrazov, you write down your commands | pišete svoja povelja, with flags of defeat as your gowns. | in se oblačite v zastave porazov.

You are the judges of your time, | Vi ste sodniki svojega časa, who else but time can judge you, | kdo drug kot čas lahko vam sodi, only the wounded lives of many, | le ranjena življenja mnogih, who are locked in your freedom. | ki so zaklenjena v vaši svobodi.

[asnowperson]

Eroica vol. 28 - Turkey references (1/2)

Basically, each page in the Byzantine Meiro (Byzantine Labyrinth) arc is a reference to real life, but I'm having my best life reading this, so I'll list some of them as I read along. Mostly İstanbul stuff, because even I haven't been to other Turkish cities in this story, lol. Just a general remark: The architecture and the backgrounds are spot on. She even got the behavioral patterns of the random Turkish people in this story right. And the cats. Those are best and most accurate Turkish stray cats one can ever see in manga. Keep an eye out for them if you read this story!

This is one of the reasons why I love Aoike: She does her research well, and does not write solely based on her impressions (or she just has the right impressions, lol) and does not use second-hand knowledge. For instance, she could have just set this story in İstanbul, because that's the city people think of when you say "Turkey", right? But since this story has an ex-KGB agent, things kick off at Trabzon, a less known Turkish city for most. But that's where many Russians settled in after the fall of the USSR, so that choice makes perfect sense.

Okay, here is my list.

1. Mehmet Ali Ağca. He is real, and I knew him even as a kid.

2. "Handsome Turkish football player in the 2002 World Cup," whom Mischa's daughter became a fan of: It's got to be İlhan Mansız. No doubt about it. I was roughly Anna's age in 2002, and I can attest that all the girls at my school were going crazy over him. He also gained popularity in Japan.

3. Turkish greeting: Yes, Turkish men do hug and kiss each other as a form of greeting. Of course, it's exaggerated for purposes of comedy in the manga (and ngl, there are weirdos like the Pekel brothers; and old ladies would be more likely to give you a smack on the cheeks), but we don't actually use our lips to kiss the person we greet. You just brush your cheeks against the other person's. But the big hug is very real. Especially if you are happy to see the person, you go hard at hugging them. Searching for images for this made me feel weird, so make do with this picture of a famous football player and a coach. If Klaus was more willing, he'd be locked in a hug like this with those brothers.

4. Beko: Actual home appliances company.

Continued in part 2...

[havocinthebluebox]

On repeat

Tagged by @norelorn to share 10 songs from my repeat playlist, on shuffle. Thank you ! 😸😸😸🎶

Panic Attack - Judas Priest

Beyond Vision - Beherit

Παρθένος Θάνατος - Terreur Nocturne

Maha Kali - Dissection

Pilgrimage to the World's End - Primordial

Those of the Night - Inquisition

Jáma pekel - Master's Hammer

D.S.F.R. - Sühnopfer

Venus in the Cloister - Vrajitor's Tenebrarium

Commending the Imperial - Grenadier

I tag @omarandjohnny @watermonkeystuff @misfit-among-the-angels @kladivonacarodejnice @my-space-and-all-within @midnight-madonna @rotting-sword-maiden @klump-kloss @scarsoftheshatteredsky @coldestcaress if you want to share your current addictions !

[aynodndr]

GÖKKUŞAĞI

Dünyanın bütün renkleri bir gün bir araya toplanmışlar ve hangi rengin en önemli, en özel olduğunu tartışmaya başlamışlar;

YEŞİL demiş ki:

“Elbette en önemli renk benim… ben hayatın ve umudun rengiyim. Çimenler, ağaçlar, yapraklar için seçilmişim… Şöyle bir yeryüzüne bakın, her taraf benim rengimle kaplı…!

MAVİ hemen atılmış:

“Sen sadece yeryüzünün rengisin, ya ben?.. Ben hem gökyüzünün hem denizin rengiyim. Gökyüzünün mavisi insanlara huzur verir ve huzur olmadan siz hiçbir işe yaramazsınız”

SARI söz almış:

“Siz dalga mı geçiyorsunuz?… Ben bu dünyaya sıcaklık veren rengim… güneşin rengiyim… ben olmazsam soğuktan donarsınız hepiniz.”

TURUNCU onun sözünü kesmiş:

“Ya ben?… Ben sağlık ve direncin rengiyim… insan yaşamı için gerekli vitaminler hep benim rengimde bulunur… Portakalı, havucu düşünün. Ben pek ortalarda görünen bir renk olmayabilirim ama güneş doğarken ve batarken gökyüzüne o güzel rengi veren de benim unutmayın”

KIRMIZI daha fazla dayanamamış:

“Ben hepinizden üstünüm!. Ben kan rengiyim!! Kan olmadan hayat olur mu!. Ben tehlike ve cesaretin rengiyim!. Savaşın ve ateşin rengiyim!! Aşkın ve tutkunun rengiyim!. Bensiz bu dünya bomboş olurdu!.”

MOR ayağa kalkmış:

“Hepinizden üstün benim… ben asalet ve gücün rengiyim. Bütün krallar, liderler beni seçmişlerdir… Ben otorite ve bilgeliğin rengiyim, insanlar beni sorgulamaz… dinler ve itaat ederler”

…Ve bütün renkler hep bir ağızdan kavgaya tutuşmuşlar… Her biri diğerini itip kakıyor; ”En büyük benim” diyormuş… Derken bir anda şimşekler çakmış ve yağmur damlacıkları gökten düşmeye başlamış… Bütün renkler neye uğradıklarını şaşırmış, korkuyla birbirlerine sarılmışlar…

Ve YAĞMUR’un sesi duyulmuş…

“Sizi aptal renkler… Bu kavganızın anlamı ne?… Bu üstünlük çabanız neden?… Siz bilmiyor musunuz ki, her biriniz farklı bir görev için yaratıldınız, birbirinizden farklısınız ve her biriniz kendinize özelsiniz… Şimdi elele tutuşun ve bana gelin” Renkler bunun üzerine kendilerinden çok utanmışlar… Elele tutuşup birlikte gökyüzüne havalanmışlar ve bir yay şeklini almışlar…

Yağmur onlara; “Bundan böyle…” demiş…. “Her yağmur yağdığında siz birleşip bir renk cümbüşü halinde gökyüzünden yeryüzüne uzanacaksınız ve insanlar sizi gördükçe huzur duyacaklar, güç bulacaklar… insanlara yarınlar için umut olacaksınız… Gökyüzünü bir kuşak gibi saracaksınız ve size GÖKKUŞAĞI diyecekler… Anlaştık mı?..”

Bu yüzden ne zaman dünyamız yağmurla yıkansa, ardından gökyüzünde GÖKKUŞAĞI belirir…

Biz de gökkuşağındaki o renkler gibi birbirimizden farklıyız ve hepimiz özeliz… Bunu bilerek etrafımızla uyum içinde yaşamalıyız.

Dilara Pekel

💖🌹🌷⚘🌼🌸🦋💐💖

[milkwithcoffeeinacup]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: S čerty nejsou žerty (Fairy Tale) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Petr Máchal/Janek, Petr/Janek Characters: Petr Máchal, Janek Additional Tags: Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Hugs, Pre-Relationship, Pre-Slash, Hell Summary:

Petr Máchal na zemi znova žije ve mlýně, ale je opuštěný a stýská se mu po Jankovi, tak se rozhodne dojít si pro něj do pekla.

[evermorehqs]

CATCHING MY BREATH, STARING OUT AN OPEN WINDOW

Posey Milne is based on Piglet from Winnie The Pooh. She is a 30 year old imaginary friend, tattoo apprentice, and uses she/her pronouns. She has no powers. Posey is portrayed by Pauline Chalamet and she is taken.

CATCHING MY DEATH, AND I COULDN’T BE SURE

Posey had always been a timid person... according to her scrapbook journal, which was really all that she had to go off of. She didn't remember much of anything before the present; from how it seemed to her, one day she was just standing in the middle of town clutching her book and was hit with sentience out of the blue. How she had gotten there, where she'd been before and even who she was before was one big question mark. This made her incredibly anxious, but what could be done? It wasn't long after that her path crossed Winslow's, a man from one of the old pictures who recognized her immediately, and truthfully, Posey wasn't sure how she would have ever calmed down if not for his company. He truly did feel like the missing piece in her life, so she fell into the best friend role with ease, even though she couldn't recall any of the memories he brought up that almost always had to do with some stranger named Christopher. After moving into his apartment, decorating her room with all of the things that felt home-y to her, she took a deep breath and threw herself out there, ready to make a life of her own and stick her head out of the turtle shell she'd apparently been living in for most of it. The first step was getting a job... at a tattoo shop, which was a little strange with her paranoia of both needles and blood... but she knew that she liked art, had no prior work experience, and most importantly, she had to stop letting her fear control her. She was going to make friends in spite of her shyness, and she was going to make memories that she could proudly document in her scrapbook, no matter how long it took. She may not be the biggest or the bravest, but no one could argue she didn't try her very best.

I HAD A FEELING SO PECULIAR

❀ Bloom Pekel: Posey met Bloom at the museum one day, and despite her stumbling all over her words trying to initiate conversation, the two became quick friends! ❀ Stevie Ziegler: When Posey runs to the hospital convinced they're sick or injured and everything turns out to be fine (as it always does), Stevie is super understanding, and they're the best at calming her fears. ❀ Fraser Williams: He gets it. One might think their conversations would fuel her fears but instead he makes her feel seen and beyond that, he's just really good company to have.

THAT THIS PAIN WOULD BE FOR EVERMORE