#senj

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[kevinsetyawan]

Dialog Senja

Sebuah perjalanan antara mencari dan melepaskan

Akhir akhir ini senja selalu memberikan semburat warna jingga sebelum temaram hadir lalu menghapusnya. Dalam keindahan yang sementara ini ia kucurkan rintik cerita indahnya sebelum malam menghapus segalanya.

Pada setiap bait kisahnya selalu teruntai sebuah nama yang tak pernah bosannya ia sebut berkali kali sebagai lakon utama. Akan tetapi posisi itu bisa saja hilang dan berganti dengan siapapun yang pandai mengambil hati pemiliknya.

Dalam senandungnya ia pun terkadang diselipkannya sedikit keraguan di dalam liriknya agar semesta dapat mendengar dan mengganti siapa yang layak untuk dia perjuangkan.

Hingga pada akhirnya ia labuhkan pencariannya pada sebuah hati yang ia kira bisa sandarkan segala kegundaan pada pundaknya. Seolah ia sadar bahwa setiap rasa yang ia rasakan adalah kumpulan makna yang menyambungkan seutas cerita kedepannya.

[jjakubb]

Senj, Croatia 🇭🇷

[lavandin]

In reference to my previous post.

Bora wind in Senj, 5 September 2023

[wandererinwonder]

Port of Senj, Ličko-Senjska, Croatia December 5th, 2020 (iPhone 8)

[cicciototano]

Costruisci il tuo castello dei sogni, ma non vivere in esso. (Marty Rubin) 🍀🌸🌼❤️☮️💖#pieropelosphoto #canon #castellodisenj #senj #segna #lika #croazia🇭🇷 #castle #summer #peace&love https://www.instagram.com/p/ChO8aAkMuEi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[travelbinge]

By Mblockk

Plitvice National Park, Lika-Senj, Croatia

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Veliki Slap, Plitvice Lakes national park, Lika-Senj, Croatia

“Also known as the Big Waterfall, Veliki Slap is the highest waterfall in the Unesco world heritage site of Plitvice Lakes national park. The waterfall is pictured surrounded by autumn-toned trees, and with the (enhanced/added) mist it almost feels as though you could breathe in the power of nature”

Photographer: Gianluca Gianferrari

International Garden Photographer Of The Year Competition

[myobscurityworld]

Kitten..

Senj, Croazia

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[yazan-kalem-siyah06]

Özlüyorum..! Dokunamadığım, Dokunduğum Zamanda Doyamadığım Yüzünü, Tutamadığım, Tuttuğum Zamanda Bırakamadığım Ellerini Özlüyorum. Hergün Daha Fazla İstiyorum Seni Yanımda, Duygularımda Dolaş İstiyorum. Anlatamıyorum Çoğu Zaman, Susuyorum. Uzaklık Canımı Yakıyor Korkuyorum..! Gerçekmiyiz Diye Soruyorum Kendime Bazen..? Eğer Rüyaysa Uyanmak İstemiyorum.. Gerçekse "Ölümün Geldiği, Ömrümün Bittiği Yerde Bekliyorum..!!senj AŞKIM ❤️❤️ ❤️👸❤️❤️🌷❤️❤️🌷❤️❤️❤️❤️

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[hashirama-of-the-forest]

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A sneak peak of a oneshot I'm working on based on this art by @amgeryporcupine

“Are you out of your fucki-!”

Tobirama didn’t allow Madara to finish his sentence. Using his superior body mass, he threw himself forward and pushed Madara through the innocent shoji doors and into his bedroom. The Uchiha was at a disadvantage within the winding halls and intricately sealed rooms of the Senju estate. 

Madara hit the soft bed with an oof and his hands were already up in a guard when Tobirama closed in on him. He threw his legs up and one locked around his waist and the other around his neck. It was very telling that Madara was not using chakra enhanced strength or ninjutsu to get out of the hold. Tobirama interlaced their hands and shoved Madara’s arms to the bed beside his head. 

“Senj-!”

Tobirama closed the distance between them and the soft plushness of Madara’s lips gave way to sharp teeth cutting a line into his own. He didn’t give up though, a little pain was inconsequential compared to the chaos that the Uchiha would go on to forge with his own two hands. 

A quiet fell upon them in the wake of their tussel. Tobirama hadn’t exactly thought this through, however, no one would be thinking rationally after reading the scroll he had. 

When Madara’s teeth unclenched, Tobirama pulled back just enough to look into his eyes. They were alight with the sharingan and too many emotions to count. 

“What do you want from me?” He asked through blood stained lips. 

The Senju sensed that he was hanging from a rope over a cliff and Madara was holding scissors. What he said next would determine the fate of the ninja world. 

“I don’t want anything from you,” he licked a droplet of blood from his lip. “I want you.”

Madara’s face broke into something vulnerable and he averted his eyes to the ceiling, brow crinkling. 

Tobirama didn’t allow that and released one hand to grab Madara’s chin and tilt his face so they were looking at each other again. He stared into those deadly sharingan eyes unflinchingly. 

All at once, Tobirama thought of how the Uchiha clan members spoke of him, how he was not greeted on the street like Hashirama was despite being as much a figurehead in the creation of the village, and the betrayal that he must feel at the heart of it all. 

He must feel so alone. 

“I need you.”

Madara scoffed, but there wasn’t true fire behind it, just confusion and disbelief. “So the rumors are true. You Senju are insatiable horndogs.”

“Can you blame me?” Tobirama cracked a smile and pointedly gave him a once over. The tease had the desired effect and Madara’s chakra settled into something less volatile. He had never thought of Madara as cute, but the way the Uchiha blushed, pouted, and looked away was nothing but.

It probably should have been embarrassing how easily the Senju’s words lowered his hackles. After living so long alone and hated, it was like a balm on his soul and he felt a sense of calm he hadn’t in a long time. 

“You didn’t need to kidnap me to tell me this.” Madara grumbled, flicking his gaze back to glare at the smiling Senju. 

“I’ll admit that I panicked. I don’t want to lose you.”

Tobirama’s words were as precise and deadly as his water dragon. 

“Is this some sort of trick?” The harshness of Madara’s voice was to distract from the wound Tobirama had just found. 

“No, it isn’t.” Tobirama leaned back onto his knees and Madara propped himself up onto his elbows, almost as if following him.

The Uchiha glared at him hard, trying to figure out if he should be trusted or not. He eventually settled on, “if I find out you are manipulating me, I will cut you in half with my susanoo blade.”

“Deal.”

Madara grabbed Tobirama’s shirt and yanked him down for a real kiss.

[lavandin]

Senj, 14 August 2022

[mybeingthere]

Maryam Ghanbarian, an Iranian artist living and working in Tehran. Maryam tells:

"I was born and raised in Tehran. After I received my undergraduate degree I enrolled in the Masters Program in Fine Arts at Tehran University. Here I became interested in calligraphy as an art form and completed my Masters Thesis on this topic.

My work has been greatly influenced by calligraphy and its rich history and cultural significance. The elements were inspired by my memories of Nowruz from childhood. I think the wheatgrass (sabzeh) and the goldfish are among the most prominent elements of our haft-sîn...

Calligraphy is an art form that is deeply rooted in our culture and Iranian artists have created a unique place for it in our artistic tradition. Written words are like poetry."

https://toosfoundation.com/maryam-ghanbarian/

From wikipedia -

Haftsin (Persian: هفت‌سین) is an arrangement of seven symbolic items whose names start with the letter "س" (pronounced as "seen"), the 15th letter in the Persian alphabet; "haft" (هفت) is Persian for "seven". It is traditionally displayed at Nowruz, the Iranian New Year, which is celebrated on the day of the vernal equinox, marking the beginning of spring in the Northern Hemisphere.

Items of Haft-seen

A Haft-Sin Table, Tehran, Iran

The following are the primary items of Haft-seen, whose Persian names begin with the letter S in the Persian alphabet.

Sabzeh (سبزه) – wheat, barley, mung bean, or lentil sprouts grown in a dish.

Samanu (سمنو) – wheat germ sweet pudding.

Senjed (سنجد) – oleaster.

Serkeh (سرکه) – vinegar.

Seeb (سیب) – apple.

Seer (سیر) – garlic.

Somagh (سماق) – sumac.)

[tavsanmiss]

neden böyle oldu bilmiyorum herkesten kendimj soyutluyorum onceden yanima geldiginde yaninda 1 saniye bile ayrilmayacagim kisi bile geldiginde odamda kaliyorum arkadaslarimi kendimden uzaklastiriyorum hicbjsey yapmamak sadece uyumak kstiyorum sonsuza kadar uyumak...

asosyal olmak istemiyorum ben...

umarim hersey duzelir.

dün hastaneye gittik doktor migren başlangıcın var ses ve ısıktan uzak dur dedi. ama ben karanliktan rahatsiz oluyorum yani korkuyorum işte. doktor ozellikle karanliktskalman senj dinlendirir dedi. neyse yapicaz biseyler.

bu 6. yazisim ve son olmayacak⭐️🦋