#kiml

[s-o-n-de-r]

KimL | VRYALCON 2023 After Party | The Fairborn Phoenix Theater, Fairborn, OH | 7/22/2023 | Photos by Jason Shea

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[nargibi]

janury, 2024, persia

[izahtanvareste]

“Bir gönül kırgınlığının acısını dindirecek bir yolculuk yapılmadı henüz.”

[tuceninkedisi]

ayyy bayramın ilk günü diye heyecanlanan çocuk heyecanı varr içimdee

[avalonunezgisi]

ürdün kraliyet düğünü olmuş söylemiyorsunuz ya..gelinlik çok güzel olmuş..

[harepare]

DEMİN NOLDU VARYA simdi ben asiri sacma bi ruya goedum nerdeyse hic konusmadigim bi komsumuza hediye seciyodum ve bunoar yasanirken sinif arkadaslarimla auni evde yasiyodum???? siniftakilerle disarda yemek yemeye gitmeden once bi iskenderciye girip calisanlara matematik sorusu sormustum AMK BU NE BİCİM BİLİNCALTİ neyse isye bak cok elimde olmadan su gerceklesti ben evlensem ya da sadece ev sahibi olsam (yuksek ihtimal evlenmedim tek yasiyom annem hakli) evime misafirlige kimlwri cagiririm sanaldan diye dusundum AMA HANİ YENİ UYANDİM COK İSTEMSİZCE YAOTİM BUNU neyse iste son gunlerde dashte asiri goedufum icin bilincaltima islenmis ilk olarak aysel-beyaz ikilisini ve oguz-arin ikilisini cagirmak isterdim diye dusundum sonra ayse abla lugbe abla rabisi yani ucunu birlikte cagirdigimi dusundum??? hacceyi cutwfeeli ve bulutu (ne zamandie bulutla konusmuyoz ne alaka inan bilmiyorum) cagirdigimi dusundum esma ve zeynebi cagirdigimi dusundum sevde abla wasabi abla ve zeynep ablayi cagirdigimi dusundum nuru cagirdigimi ama gelmedigini dusundum iremi cagirdigimi ve ona lazanya yaptigimi dusundum bruh ve cok az konusmus olsakta yourhobitblabla-secondhepcokhakliya kisilerini cagirdigimi dusundum yani cidden bilincaltim neden bu kadae dolu ve burayi hayatima nr denli katmism inannnamiyorum

[dengesizim]

nişana geldim beklediğimden iyi geçiyo umarım öyle devam eder

[sitmee]

vpn açıkken aramaların meşgule düştüğünü öğrendiğimde bugün yaşındaydım

[videoetkisi]

Whatsappda Karşı Tarafta Numaram Yoksa Nasıl Anlarım Rehberinde Kayıtlı Mıyım

via IFTTT

[garfiremld]

emirhan benim butun tartisma istegimi tartisinca bir seylerin degisecegine olan inancimi kaybettirdi ya

[s-o-n-de-r]

KimL | Toxic Brew Company @ Dayton OH | 6/10/2023 | Photos by Jason Shea

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[kadinbakisi]

Tripkolic Seda Sular Kimdir, Nereli, Kaç Yaşında

Tripkolic Seda Sular Kimdir, Nereli, Kaç Yaşında

2000li yılların popüler isimlerinden biri olan Tripkolic lakaplı Seda Sular, son günlerde “Sana Yanarım” şarkısıyla Spotfy listelerinde tekrar çıkışı yakaladı. Sonu Gelmez, Gözlerinin Yeşilini Özledim, Gözleri Var Ya, Yalnız Beni Sev, Gidemem Senden, Tutuşsun Ellerin gibi tanınmış şarkılarla büyük bir hayran kitlesine sahip olmuştu. O dönem birçok genç kız ve erkek bunalımlarını, aşk acılarını bu…

[meatonfork]

HII I JUST READ YOUR BLOODY HELL AND I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD DO ONE WHERE THE READERS KIDNAPPED AND WHEN THE TEAM GOES TO FIND THEM THEY ALREADY KIMLED EVERYONE AND THEYRE JUST WAITING THERE CAUSE THEH DONT KNOW WHERE THEY ARE BUT THEY KNEW THE TEAM WOULD COME. IM SORRY IF I WROTE A LOT IM JUST EXCITED 💗💗

hello?? i’m so glad you liked bloody hell!! :’)

again, i’m still working on capturing everyone’s character, so PLEASE bear (🐻) with me hehe

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Cried for help, help came

pairing: platonic 141 x gn!reader

grim is back yall :’)

warnings: usual cod violence, blood, death, the works ya know

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your hands were shaking.

blood covered you from head to toe.

you were unrecognizable.

your wrists were rubbed raw from being chained to the wall. looking around, you honestly don’t remember how long ago that was.

the room reeked. death, blood, must. it invaded your nostrils, leaving no room for anything else.

you didn’t feel any pain. which seemed odd. you’d been here for so long.

how long was it?

a day?

a week?

a month?

however long it was doesn’t matter. you went through hell.

the room was dark most of the time. a single table with a chair was sat in the middle. in front of where you dangled. your feet had barely touched the ground. lifting your pounding head had been too much for you, so you let it rest against your chest.

“who the fuck are you” the man in front of you seethed. his breath reeked, but you still refused to talk.

this wasn’t supposed to happen. the mission was supposed to be in and out. easy as that. you guess the target had other plans. he’d caught you off guard while searching the building, efficiently knocking you out from behind.

you woke in a room you’d never been in before, panic immediately setting in.

when he didn’t get an answer, he lifted your chin. smooshing your cheeks in one hand, while a knife was grasped tightly in the other.

you were hungry.

so fucking hungry.

and tired. you could really use a nap.

“one more time, bitch. who are you.”

spit welled up in your mouth, and you spat right in his face.

he mouth turned up in a snarl, and he quickly sliced the knife over your right side. a hiss escaped your mouth.

this went on for what seemed like hours. questions thrown in your face, only for you to answer with silence.

the torture and the pain going on for longer until you ultimately passed out.

the next time you awoke, the room was pitch black, save for the light seeping under the door. you made quick work of loosening the ties around your hands.

the door opening made you flinch, and your eyes welled shut from the light suddenly invading your eyes.

footsteps made their way over to you, and you kept your head down. counting your breaths in your head, you waited until the footsteps stopped in front of you.

1 in

2 out

3 in

4 out

now.

with all your strength, you lifted your feet and flung them into the man’s abdomen, effectively knocking him to the ground. hissing, you wiggled until your hands were finally free and you dropped to the ground with a thud. your side was screaming in pain, and you were sure at least one rib was out of place.

the man got back up and threw himself on you. you yelped, and tried to slip out from under him. it was no use, you were just too weak.

he laughed at your weak attempts, and pulled a knife from his thigh. your eyes widened as he raised it above his head.

this is it. i’m dead.

he was too slow. just as he brought it down to go through your head, you jerked to the side. the knife pierced right below your collarbone, and you screamed.

you flailed your body, throwing your attacker off of you. as quickly as you could, you got up and flung yourself at him. with much discomfort, you pulled the knife from your shoulder and slit his throat. a small scream left his mouth before blood seeped through his lips.

movement by the door pulled your attention away from him. three more men stood in the doorway.

fuck.

the first man, tall and burly, but smaller than ghost, stalked toward you. a rifle sat in his hands, quickly setting his sights on you. you jumped for the table, pulling it down as a spray of bullets rained in your shadow.

a click was heard. he was empty. you leapt from behind the table and lunged for him.

knocking him down from the side, you put your thighs on his shoulders and snapped his neck. he was dead.

a shot rang out, and blinding pain hit your left thigh.

he fucking shot you.

you grimaced and rolled to the right. picking up the first man’s body, you used him as a meat shield. the thought almost made you throw up, but he was already dead. not many options.

sorry, dude.

the man was thrown off. you were using his teammate as a fucking shield.

pushing his body at your newest attacker, you caught him off guard. they both fell, and you used this time to go for the third guy. he was a lot closer than you remember, and you feel a dull thump thrown into your face.

a sickening crunch sounded from your nose. the metallic taste of blood ran into your mouth and you gagged.

fucking gross.

rebalancing, you looked up at him. his eyes held fire, and you didn’t blame him. looking to your left, just slightly, you saw the second guy’s gun. you leapt for it, feeling the presence of the man behind you.

you didn’t even look.

you just turned around and held the trigger.

he looked like swiss cheese.

oh fuck.

his body fell to the floor with a thump.

blood pooled the floor around you.

your heart was racing and tears blurred your vision.

you were gonna throw up.

you were too distracted.

a tug to your hair pulled you back, and you screamed in shock.

grasping at the hands holding your hair, you dug your dull nails into their flesh and drug your hands down.

a grunt was heard, and your hair was loosened. you spun and kicked his foot from beneath him, causing him to fall back. you ran the other direction but a hand held onto your boot, causing you to fall onto your arms. a sharp pain ran up your elbow, and you gasped.

looking back, you see menacing eyes and an ugly mustache.

ew.

you wind up and kick his ugly mustache as hard as you can. a loud crunch was heard, and he let go. cursing flooded your ears, and you crawled to the chains that held you up only a while ago. you grab them and turn back to fugly. wrapping them around his neck and pulling as hard as you could.

you watch as he struggles, but you don’t feel sympathy. his face turning purple and his eyes bulging.

his hands scrape at your arms, drawing blood. but, you don’t seem to notice. he finally goes limp.

you don’t let go.

you. don’t. let. go.

it seems that minutes pass before your hands grow too tired to hold him there. the pounding in your head is almost blinding, and you can’t seem to catch your breath.

you crawl over to the far corner.

they’re coming.

they’ll be here.

you don’t know how many times you repeat that before a hand is in your face.

a gloved hand.

a skull mask quickly invades your sight.

you don’t respond.

you hear talking, but can’t form any words.

“grim. grim, can you hear me?” ghost’s voice is softer than usual. his eyes aren’t as cold, and he seems concerned.

your eyes meet his. all you can manage is a nod.

“yeah. yeah, i can hear you.” your voice is scratchy after screaming and not using your voice for what feels like years.

“good. yeah, that’s good. are you hurt?” he knows you are. he can see it. your shaking form covered in blood and bruises. he can’t tell where you’re bleeding from.

“nah, im good. cant feel a thing, l.t.”

“shit. jesus fuck.”

“let’s get them outta here, yeah? place is a fucking bloodbath.” soap.

soap!

your eyes drift from your lieutenant up to your favorite mohawk sporting teammate.

“yeah, bird’s here. we’re good to go. i’m gonna pick you up, is that okay?” ghosts’s voice floods back into your ears. you give another nod before his hands lift you up and carry you out of the building.

your eyes are heavy, and the loud whirring of the chopper blades make your head scream.

your head rests on ghost’s chest as he rushes to the helo.

“kid, you gotta stay awake, alright? we’re almost there.” his voice carries panic, and you try.

oh, you try.

but the last thing you remember hearing is, “fuck! medic!”

when you come to, a blinding light makes you immediately shut your eyes again. beeping to the right of you floods your ears, and you let out a groan.

“fuuuuuck.” your throat is raw and screaming for water.

“you’re awake, here.” you open your eyes again to see price to your left holding water.

“how you feelin’, kid?”

“like shit.”

and it wasn’t a lie. your whole body aches. your face, your shoulders, your throat, your abdomen, all the way down to your toes.

“that’s expected. you took a beating, kiddo. the room looked like horror movie. couldn’t tell who’s blood was who’s.” price’s voice made your eyes well up with tears.

a hand being placed on top of yours finally makes your eyes drag up to his.

“i thought i was going to die, captain.” your voice was no longer sturdy, it was cracking. you were scared. you were just a kid.

“i know. i know. but you made it. really fucking impressive, kid. we’re all glad you’re okay.” he sounded emotional, and his thumb rubbed across your knuckles.

sniffling, you look around the room to see the rest of your crew passed out in the chairs to your right.

ghost manspread, knees hitting both gaz and soap who were situated on either side of him. his arms were crossed and his head was thrown back. soft snores escaped his mouth beneath his mask.

soap’s arm was thrown behind ghost’s chair as his head leaned on his shoulder. gaz was curled up, back to ghost. efficiently using him as a back rest.

you giggled and turned back to price.

“i missed you guys.”

“we missed you too, kid.”

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a/n: thanks for reading! and ty for the request! i hope this is everything you wanted and more :’)

[gelmemyegidenadam]

''Sevgili geçmişim...''

''Sana gelecekten yazıyorum... Başardın mı, başaramadın mı bilmiyorum. Girdiğin, ortasında titreye titreye yürüdüğün, belki de karşıda denizi gördüğün, çiçek kokularıyla ilerlediğin o uzak yolda mısın hala, denize yaklaştın mı bilmiyorum. Yoksa bir ara sokağa mı daldın, kayıp mı oldun, hiçbir fikrim yok. Şimdi neredesin, kimlerlesin, çok daha önemlisi sen şimdi kiminlesin bilmiyorum. Bir şehrin tren garından bindirdim seni çok uzağa git diye, bir sonraki durakta inip her şeyi terk mi ettin, inan bana tahmin edemiyorum. Ne yaptın, nerelerdeydin, kimle, kimlerleydin bilmiyorum. Tek bildiğim bilmediğim bir yerlerde, bilmediğim birileriyle olduğun, bilmediğim bir şeyler yaptığın. Ben ise hala şehrimizde hala evimizdeyim. Hala sadece senin anlayabileceğin bir dili konuşuyorum.

[onsra-06]

Sadece konuşmayı öğrenmişler..

Kimle ,neyi ,nasıl konuşacağını öğrenememişler....

[mesut-sems]

Bir müddet sonra anlıyosun.

Kime nasıl davranman gerektiğini,

Kimle nasıl konuşmam gerektiğini,

Kime ne kadar değer vermen gerektiğini.

Sahte insanlara ne kadar katlanılır ve karaktersizlerle nasıl başa çıkılır,

Geç olsa bile, anlıyorsun..!