#7/12/2022

[yalnzardc]

Konuşmacı ; Ömer Kocaman (Türk devletleri Teşkilatı genel sekreter yardımcısı)

Konu ; siyaset ve diploması stratejisi

Uyum ile birliktelik somut projelere dönüşüyor.

Söylenebilecek çoğu şey söylendi artık iş yapma vakti.

Türk coğrafyası için bütün şartlar oluştu, dünya siyasetinde bir yerimiz var.

Biz iyi huylu genç bir teşkilatız.

İç ticareti arttırmamız gerekiyor.

Uluslar arası ilişkilerde kalıcı dostluk yada kalıcı düşmanlık olmaz.

[andi-studies]

summary post 2.0 

currently in year 13 

currently studying : a level sociology , psychology and history 

trying to learn cymraeg and i like reading 

i post around thursday and sunday depending on if i can be bothered 

[pardycity]

hey emeric fans. pspspspspspspsps :o]

[robot-singularity]

Alright, in honor of @oldbutchdaniel 's Fan Fiction Fridays, I had an idea for how the 70s chase era of devil's minion might go, but I'm not great at full fledged writing so! Plot beat bullet points:

Daniel wakes up in a drug den, dried blood down to his ankles, massive neck wound, and the knowledge that vampires are real. He then realizes that, shit, he doesn't have the interview tapes/any solid evidence that would prove it.

Goes back home, patches himself up, and within a week decides to backtrack to Divisadero street and try to remember which apartment they were in. Maybe Louis left something, anything that could be concrete evidence that vampires exist and he was attacked by one. Or better yet, he might find a single cassette of the hours of recorded tapes.

So, Daniel heads towards Divisadero, and, with the slightest bit of self preservation, decides to go during the day. Vampires can't go out in the sun, so. Should be safer, right? 👍

Cut over to Armand, in the main room of the apartment, cleaning up, patching the wall, trying to fix the northward slant of the floor, when he looks up and Daniel's standing in the doorway. (Maybe the door wasn't locked, maybe Daniel picked it, maybe he went to pick it and found it was unlocked.)

They stare at each other for a beat. Armand thinking that there's no way this boy is That stupid. Daniel thinking oh shit, I just broke into this guy's house. This kind of? familiar? looking guy? Which could either be deja vu or I'm still mildly concussed.

They talk back and forth for a minute, until it eventually devolves into Daniel getting told to leave, refusing, and then Armand asking hey, how fast can you run? I'm going to hunt you down, so. Go, now. Start running.

Daniel books it, out the door, down the stairs, door opens, door closes. Starts down the street, only to slow, stop, think it over, and starts going in a different direction, patting down his pockets to see if he has any money for either a payphone or a taxi or maybe a plane ticket if he can manage to get to the nearest airport.

And! The chase begins.

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BTS_twt X 11 jun. 2024

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[make-me-imagine]

White Christmas

12 Days of Christmas: Day 7

Plot: While staying with Chris for the holiday, you get your first white Christmas.

Pairing: Christopher Pike x Gn!Reader

Words: ~700; very short I know, sorry!

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As you walked around Chris's kitchen, you felt your stomach grumble at the smell of the food cooking. You had come back to Chris's home on Earth for the Christmas leave. And you had decided to invite the others over for a pre-Christmas dinner, before they all did their own things for the vacation leave.

Spock, Una, La'an, Hemmer, M'Benga, Uhura, and Erica were all on their way. You and Chris danced around the kitchen together as you prepared the tables and food for their arrival. You had even gotten them each a gift for them to open after dinner.

As you finished setting the table, your eyes glanced up to the window, and you felt excitement jolt through you. As you ran over to the window, you caught Chris's attention.

"Are they here already?" He asked as he watched you.

"No, it's snowing!"

Chris smiled as he walked over to look out the window as well. "Yep, right on time" Looking over at you, he saw your excitement and he chuckled "Now, I know you've seen snow before."

You smiled "Yeah I have, but I've never had a white Christmas before. Do you think it will last?"

Chris nodded "Once it starts snowing out here, it often stays until Spring." You looked over at him and smiled brightly.

He smiled at your excitement and gently placing his hand on the back of your head. Pulling you closer, he pressed a kiss to your temple.

Looking at the clock, he smiled down at you "Wanna take a quick walk?"

You nodded gleefully before you quickly made your way to grab your coats. Chris smiled fondly at you as he took off his apron and followed.

As you made it outside, the snow began drifting quickly down from the sky. The sun was slowly being hidden by the heavy snow and clouds.

"It's already piling up!" You looked around at the ground, seeing the dirt and dead grass slowly being covered with a blanket of white.

Walking across the property with Chris, checking on the horses, and looking at the slowly freezing creak nearby. You stopped to stare out at the trees as the whole area started to look more like a winter wonderland.

"Catch!" You heard Chris yell, as you spun around.

As a small snowball smashed against your chest, you let out a startled gasp, followed by a laugh .

"Hey!" You yelled as you quickly reached down to scoop up some snow.

Throwing your own snowball at Chris, he quickly dodged it "Uh-oh." He joked as you began grabbing more.

As he started running up to you, you quickly threw another snowball, hitting him in the chest before he got to you.

Grabbing you, he held down your arms "Cease fire!" He yelled jokingly before you both stumbled backwards.

Falling to the ground with a yelp, you both began laughing.

Chris was lying over you, looking down at you "I know better than to start a war with you" He said with a chuckle.

You grinned up at him "As you should."

He smiled brightly as he gently began wiping away the flakes of snow landing on your face. He smiled adoringly down at you for a moment before he spoke.

"I'm glad you came here with me."

Your smile brightened "Me too."

Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to your lips, ignoring the cold that began soaking into your skin. Pulling away, he gently caressed your cheek with his gloved hand.

"This is our first Christmas together."

You smiled and nodded "Hopefully the first of many."

He smiled before pressing another quick kiss to your lips.

Hearing the distant roar of a shuttle approaching, both of you looked up, seeing one soaring over head towards the house. Chris looked down at you as you both remembered the dinner.

"Oh sh-" Jumping up, Chris grabbed your hands and pulled you up.

As you both began to race back towards the house, feet sinking into the deepening snow, you let out a laugh you couldn't contain.

You saw Chris grin from ahead of you as his hand stayed wrapped around yours.

xx End xx

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[savleye]

I just finished watching Inuyasha and I have some thots and opinions.

I loved the twist at the end with Naraku not being the final boss, but rather the Shikon jewel itself is the final evil that Kagome needs to defeat.

I'm disappointed that Midoriko did not have any dialogue at all when the jewel was destroyed. Like you think that her creating the jewel and fighting demons inside the jewel for 500+ years would be pretty significant to the story, but I guess not ����‍♂��

I honestly did not expect Kohaku to be one of the characters that survives to the end since he dies multiple times in the show, but I like that he's continuing on becoming a demon slayer (also I looked at his Yashahime design they made him kindaa 🥵)

Speaking of Yashahime, I don't plan on watching it. Mostly, I'm disappointed with the direction that Sesshomaru and Rin's relationship goes in since, to me, it was very clear that the original series was establishing a sort of father/daughter bond between the two. With how Sesshomaru was protective of Rin when he originally doesn't care for humans, and how Rin sees the good and kindness hidden in him when he's initially heartless, I think their relationship would've had so much more potential if they had a familial bond rather than a romantic bond that just comes across as cheap fanservice. also i hate the design of their daughters, they look like they had to share a jar of manic panic vampire red hair dye bc rin could only afford 1 jar.

Seasons 1-3 were really good, seasons 4 and 5 took a bit of a dip in quality and the plots for those seasons weren't well written, but seasons 6,7, and final act are some of the best anime that I've watched in years. This anime is definitely one of my favorites and it's going to be a permanent part of my personality now.

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[thevikingwoman]

Had this idea for a while, it would not let go and I finally managed to complete it. Set in some future timeline where Illia and Veyer meets from time to time.

Fandom: Wayfarer IF | Words: 1211 | Read on Ao3

Illia Strand x Veyer Krellion | post ep 2/ future | smut Rating: Explicit. Porn without plot, porn with a few feelings, implied strapon sex, facesitting

Sea to Sky

To say that Veyer is a generous lover somehow seems like an understatement. Since they’ve taken to meet each other whenever the possibility arises, Veyer has been doing everything to leave her satisfied in ways she didn’t know was possible. Maybe they’re making up for the irregular intervals they meet, or maybe they’re just like that.

Illia suspects it is the latter, but she can imagine it’s the former too, hoping that they ache for her the way she does for them.

Right now, Veyer smirks at her, one eyebrow raised. They’re hovering above her, and there’s a bead of sweat on their temple. She wants to lick it away, but they’re too far from her. They’ve fucked her until she’s boneless and filled with heat and right now it feels impossible for her to move. She’s almost lost count of the time she’s come, Veyer expertly pleasuring her like it’s all they’ve ever wanted to do.

“Enough, enough,” she laughs when they start moving again.

“So, I’ve worn you out, dear?”

“Yes,” she says. There’s something delightful in the way they want to please her, the way they watch her come apart again and again.

Veyer withdraws from her, and rolls off the bed. They stand, fiddling with the straps of their harness, untying it.

“I’ll go clean this up,” they say, as they wave their strap at her with a grin.

Today, Illia is not quite ready to let them go. Not at all.

“Later. Please, Veyer.” She reaches for them, not above begging. She really isn’t, she’s discovered, when it comes to them.

They let go of the contraption, leaving it on the chair, and get back to the bed. She pulls them over her, and they kiss her, braced on their arms. Illia slides her hands down their back, and adds a little pressure, firmly gripping their hips.

“Come here,” she says. With a renewed burst of energy, she gives in to the idea in her head. “Sit up.”

Veyer frowns, but raises themself up, and Illia grips their ass firmly and pulls again. She manages to get them to put their knees on either side of her head, and she grins up them. She lifts her head, and kisses them above their sex, where their tattoos disappear beneath dark curls.

She knows they like to please her, their enjoyment in her writhing under them always evident. But she wants more. She wants them to come apart too, she wants them to let go, and to return the favor.

Illia lowers her face to lick up their slit. They’re so wet, excited from fucking her thoroughly.

She’s been thinking about this, having them above her, in the months since she last saw them. Alone in her bed, lonely nights like those she used to fill with strangers. How she wants to taste them, how she wants to see them in bliss.

Their body swings and they steady themselves against the wall, leaning over her. They’re tall, but she has no problem steadying them, her hands on firm and strong on their torso.

“I’ve got you.”

She wants them closer.  

“Are you sure?”

“I want to. I want to make you feel good. Surely, you’re familiar.”

Illia grabs their ass and pull them down over her, covering her mouth with their sex.

Veyer gasps, their whole body shuddering, their hair swinging about their face.

“Yes – but, Illia. Lia, I don’t want to suffocate you.”

She tilts her chin up a little, letting go of their ass.

“I grew up swimming, I have good lungs.” Her eyes sparkle. “Besides, my great-grandfather is melusine.”

She kisses their thighs, a trail up their bright irresistible tattoos.

“Really? Is that the truth?”

“Perhaps. Perhaps not.”

Illia grins and dives back in. This time, Veyer doesn’t protest when she pulls them closer, over her. Their scent and wetness engulf her.

She teases them, working her tongue in their folds, finding their clit. Veyer gasps and sways again, and she reaches one hand up, supporting their body. The other she keeps on their thigh, pulling them down, encouraging them.

Veyer sighs and moves against her, and she moans, muffled, then works her tongue inside them. They grind against her, their clit against her nose. They smell so good, they’re so soft and warm and wet. She watches them, up the flat lines of their body, her hand sneaking along their chest, tattoos and scars and up to pinch their nipple. The gasp and lurch up a little, and allows her to catch her breath before she pulls them down over her again, burying her mouth in their cunt.

She wants them to fly apart above her, she wants to look at their face as they do. They always take so good care of her, focused with unmatched precision on making her fall apart. She knows they enjoy that, but she wants to have them fall apart too, to have them wild with abandon.

She can see that now, in their face, their dark eyes almost black and their mouth falling open. Their juices flow down her chin, covering her, and she wants more. She wants them screaming.

Illia increases her efforts, sucking and licking and pulling them down. Veyer moves against her face and she encourages them, moaning and gripping their hip tightly. Veyer finally gives in and grinds down on her, finding their own rhythm. Everything blurs a little and she regrets she can no longer their face – but she can hear them and feel them, her world narrowed to their wet pleasure. They moan and keen as they succumb to their pleasure, as they stop worrying about her. Illia is almost dizzy, gasping and letting them do what they want, fucking her face, and oh how she’s dreamt of this, wanted this, drowning beneath them.

They shudder and come with a gasp, and she catches them as they shake and go limp, collapsing forward. Soon, they’re next to her, and they’re wrapped around each other. Veyer’s head is buried in her neck, her hand tangled in their hair. Close, they’re so close. Illia lets the moment stretch until they’ve both caught their breath.

“How about some dinner? I think we’re too late for lunch.” Their original plan had quickly changed by roaming hands, and she’s not complaining. They both needs some energy now, though.

“Perhaps,” Veyer says. “I thought you’d just eaten?”

She laughs, and she kisses them, messily and wild and then it turns soft and careful.

Illia cups their chin when she pulls back, and they do not shy away. They look at her fondly, and far too softly.

“Veyer.”

“Hmm?”

“I – never mind.” She kisses them softly again, pours herself into it, all the emotions she can’t voice.

For now, showing them will have to do, making them fly apart, and them doing the same to her. The joy in their eyes is all she needs. The companionship in these brief stolen moments. Neither of them is supposed to be here, together – and yet they are. She will not second guess.

For now, she pulls them with her out of bed, and hand in hand they set out to explore, carving time for each other out of impossible mountains.

[brian-in-finance]

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Outlander Rewatch 2023 Countdown To Season 7

Favourite Word

He warned me not to touch it... for fear of ensorcellment. But I do find it enchanting. — Malva

Favourite Line

She cost me almost everything I had. She was worth it. — Jamie

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I had faith in you then, lad. And I have faith in you still. Now you must try to find faith in yourself once again... mon fils. — Jamie

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71st of 75 • Monday, 12 June 2023

[s4pphoiduser]

blind (2022) is driving me insane. im begging my friends to watch it but theyre either busy with exams or almost exclusively fluff/romance-watchers . i need to talk ab this w someone just hit me up or something GOD

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BTS_twt X 11 jun. 2024

다녀왔습니다!

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bts foto 2024 de los 7 juntos T T

[witchquests]

daily quest: Choose a type of spell you think is overdone or that you otherwise dislike. Find a way to make it fun and useful to you.

rewards: 50xp, +1 to Spellcrafting

(submitted by @a-witch-named-crow)