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La Biblioteca Nazionale Centrale di Roma alla Fiera del Libro di Francoforte 2024. Un viaggio nella letteratura del ‘900 e nella storia della lingua italiana con preziosi manoscritti e prime edizioni in mostra
Roma: Dal 16 al 20 ottobre 2024, la Biblioteca Nazionale Centrale di Roma parteciperà per la prima volta alla 76esima Fiera del Libro di Francoforte, uno degli eventi più importanti del panorama letterario mondiale
Roma: Dal 16 al 20 ottobre 2024, la Biblioteca Nazionale Centrale di Roma parteciperà per la prima volta alla 76esima Fiera del Libro di Francoforte, uno degli eventi più importanti del panorama letterario mondiale. L’Italia sarà il Paese Ospite d’Onore, e lo stand collettivo italiano, organizzato dall’ICE – Agenzia per la promozione all’estero, sarà inaugurato alla presenza dei Ministri della…
#2024#Autori#‘900#Bembo#Biblioteca#Calvino#centrale#Cultura#DANTE#Edizioni#Elsa#Evento#Fiera#Francoforte#Giuseppe#ICE#inedito#Italiana#Italo#Leopardi#Letteratura#Libro#manoscritti#Mondadori#Morante#Nazionale#Paolo#Pasolini#Patrimonio#Pier
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How many languages do you know at least little bit of?
Remake of an older poll (link here)
Like last time I am using a strict definition of language and a loose definition of being able to speak/knowing the language.
Details:
Sign languages count, conlangs count, super similar languages only counts one & dialects of the same language usually won't count (unless you can make multiple sentences in both that someone who only spoke the other couldn't understand), for Norwegian being able to write both bokmål & nynorsk only counts as one
You need to know more than 30 words and be able to construct at least one sentence for it to count. it has to be at least one of the following: writing/signing/speaking/whistling, it doesn't have to be multiple.
(and for people with "sampling bias" concerns, this is not supposed to represent society as a whole)
Poll:
It's super cool if you put the languages in tags
@aromantisk-fagforening
#ink.post#polls#my polls#language#langblr#language learning#100#how many languages poll#250#500#700#100 votes#250 votes#500 votes#1 k votes#2 k votes#900#1 k#2 k#5 k votes#3 k#10 k votes#4 k
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rip king of curses you'll not be missed
#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk spoilers#ryomen sukuna#jjk leaks#jjk 268#jjk manga spoilers#ryoumen sukuna#jjk sukuna#jjk manga#300#400#500#600#700#800#900#1k#2k
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i've been a good, good girl for a long time now ...
chappell roan at outside lands
#chappell roan#chappellroanedit#chappellsource#dailywomen#dailymusicians#dailymusicqueens#wlwsource#musicedit#musicgifs#anyone else feeling normal. just me#i need to make like 900 more gifs from this set. for science#mine
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his ass is NOT grant o’brien!!!!
#dropout#game changer#zac oyama#aloe.etc#yes i know its because grant has covid but its still its funny they kept the bit going#100#200#hey why did this blow up so fast#300#400#GUYS CALM DOWN ITS NOT THAT FUNNY#500#you guys are on fire#600#700#what the fuck chat#800#900#1k#MY FIRST POST TO HIT 1K!! TYSM DROPOUT FANS!!!#2k#3k#4k#5k
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We have a winner!! (leave him alone)
#zu art#comic#sanspolls#poll#error!sans#errorsweep#nightmare!sans#ink!sans#cross!sans#dream!sans#geno!sans#undertale#undertale au#utmv#officially the best (mentally the worst) xd#thank you guys so much for 18 900+!! <3
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#ceci says stuff#mcr#my chemical romance#my poor heart rate ...#100#200#300#400#500#600#700#800#900#1k#1.5K#2k
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After about 11 months and 777.5 hours of work I am finally done and I am obsessed with the end result
pattern by @forineffablereasons / @darcylindbergh
stitched on 18ct aida fabric with 2 strands of dmc floss
#jessi does cross stitch#cross stitch#good omens#now I just gotta wash and iron it#and then try my hands at framing#if I ruin it during any of this I am 100% gonna genuinely cry#also I am already like 900 stitches into my next project lol#that next one is a bit smaller at only 90k stitches so it should maybe only take like 8-9 months or sth
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~ Eccentric Flint in the Form of a Scorpion.
Place of origin: Belize, Guatemala, Honduras, or Mexico (Mesoamerica)
Culture: Maya
Date: A.D. 600–900
Medium: Stone, Chert
#7th century#10th century#flint#eccentric flint#scorpion#mesoamerica#maya#mexico#belize#guatemala#honduras#stone#chert#a.d. 600#a.d. 900#history#museum#archeology#archaeology
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For your 900 followers celebration!!
“I’ll always choose you”
Jason Todd has never been anyone's first pick. He knows that. He's second, third, eighth best.
He doesn't get second glances, he doesn't get what he wants, and he doesn't get to be anyone's first thought. He's not anyone's go-to person. He understands that, accepts that.
But, deep down, in a place he doesn't want to ever want to unpack, he wishes you would.
You. He knows he has it bad for you. Pretty eyes, even prettier smiles. He's head over heels, a complete mess with no direction, and no idea what to do about it.
He'll endure the teasing he gets when he stares at you too long. He'll ignore the doubts that creep into his mind that you'd hate him if you knew how his heart stutters at the sight of you. He'll deal with it all if he can just spend another second listening to you laugh.
He thinks you have at least a vague idea of how he feels. You must pity him, because you seem happy to patrol with him. You sit yourself next to him on the couch more often than not during movie nights. You call him when life keeps him too busy from visiting.
It lulls him into a false sense of security, that even with how broken he is, you still want to stick around. It makes him a little greedy, a little selfish, to have more of your attention.
But you give it to him. Without question, without asking for anything in return.
You text him more, invite him to your apartment. He finds himself more and more entwined in your life, and it's more than he ever thought he'd deserve.
He's sitting in your kitchen one night, trying to keep the excitement out of his voice as he tells you what he's planning to cook for dinner. It's a new recipe. One he thinks you'll like.
But then you get a call. He deflates a little when he hears your friend inviting you out. He tries to keep the smile on his face. It's fine if you go. The leftovers he leaves might not be as good as they are fresh, and it might not taste as good without you, but he's not going to hold it against you.
He swallows the knot in his throat when you hang up the call, head spinning with so many thoughts he missed the tail end of your conversation, "So, ah, rain check for dinner then?"
You look a little surprised, "No? We're hanging out tonight, aren't we?"
"I mean, yeah," he says, cursing himself for stammering, "but, if ya wanted to go out, I wouldn't blame ya."
"I don't," You say easily, "I wanna stay here with you."
His gaze flicks over your face, trying to pick out the truth of your words, "You do?"
"Yeah. I'll always choose you, Jason," you tell him softly, like you don't realize you're knocking his entire world off center, "I like being around you."
He can't fight the wide, cheesy grin that spreads across his face, and he quickly turns to mess with the ingredients on the counter to hide, "Oh. Cool. Yeah. Me too."
You giggle a little, and his face heats up at the sound. He forces out more words, trying to ignore the pounding of his heart, "So, uh, dinner?"
"Dinner," you echo, voice happy and light. It makes him think he might have had this all wrong. That, there's a chance, he really is your person.
The thought sticks with him all the way through dinner. And when you smile like you want to be here, when you ask him for seconds, he almost starts to think it's true.
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using the term useless homosexual at any chance given from now on
#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#itadori yuuji#megumi fushiguro#itafushi#jjk s2#yuji x megumi#itadori yuji#fushiguro megumi#700#800#900#1k
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Renault Project 900, 1959. The first of two radical proposals for a new flagship Renault to replace the Frigate. Styled by Sergio Coggiola (formerly of Ghia) and Michel Béligond (Renault designer), their mission was to maximise interior space. The 900 was powered a rear mounted 1.7 litre V8 engine created from two Renault Dauphine engines.
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#Renault#Renault Project 900#1959#concept#prototype#rear engine#V8#cab over#forward control#flagship#Sergio Coggiola#Michel Béligond#futuristic
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Oh Brother
→ Summary: Things are bound to get messy when you fuck your brother’s best friend repeatedly. Better not get caught, for both of your sakes.
↠ jungkook x f.reader | 1.8k words | 18+ ↠ genre: smut, brother’s best friend, college au, pwp
→ Warnings: explicit and unprotected sex, dirty bathroom quickie, flashbacks to hooking up the night before, koo fucks you hard from behind, riding on his fingers, sloppy handjob, i think that’s it but let me know if i missed any!!
→ Author Note: soooooo part 2 coming soon 👀 what do we think?
“You didn’t say Jungkook was coming,” you say nervously after noticing him with the rest of your friend group at the bar. Fuck.
Your brother gives you a weird look, “Since when is that an issue? You’ve always gotten along with ‘Kook.”
You attempt to relax your shoulders and do your best to look as innocent as possible.
“Did something happen? Did he do something to you?” Jaemin quizzes you, failing to hide his ‘concerned brother’ act.
“No…Of course not!” Phantom kisses on your neck remind you that your statement couldn’t be farther from the truth. Jungkook did more than something to you last night, the faint bruises on your inner thighs and the soreness you feel today prove just how much he did…
Unsurprisingly, Jungkook immediately notices that his best friend has arrived with his ‘off-limits’ sister. Though you weren’t so off-limits last night…
Holding your stare, his lip curls up just the slightest into a very familiar smirk, one that he knows happens to drive you crazy.
“Hey man, we missed you last night,” Jaemin says, going in for the typical half-hug all guys do for whatever reason.
“Bro, no you didn’t,” Jungkook jokes, “You might’ve had an actual chance with the ladies since I took off so soon.”
“Fuck you,” Jaemin laughs, “I’m gonna grab a drink, you guys want anything?”
Jungkook lifts the beer bottle in his hand, “I’m good.”
“Same here, I’ll grab one when I’m, uh… ready.” Jungkook hasn’t stopped looking at you yet, causing you to stumble over your words.
Jaemin squints at the two of you, “You’re both acting so weird today.”
Jungkook tenses beside you, his body going stiff for just a moment, but his expression remains unreadable, refusing to spill any of the secrets swirling beneath the surface. It's as if he's mastered the art of control, locking away whatever turmoil or guilt threatens to slip through. Yet, the subtle clench of his jaw and the tightness in his posture tell you there’s more simmering just beneath his calm exterior.
“Kinda feels like an off-day,” he says, trying to play it cool. “Remind me to stick the next party out, will you?”
Jaemin’s normal smile returns. “Yeah because we both know how well you listen to me. I’ll be back in a bit. Relax, have some fun,” he says to you, knowing that you’ll try to find an empty corner to claim as your own sooner rather than later.
“So what then,” Jungkook starts when your brother is just out of earshot, “Are we going to pretend that last night never happened?”
“Wouldn’t that be the smart thing to do?”
“No.”
“No?” You’re surprised at his answer.
He pulls you aside, out of the eye of everyone you know, and kisses you hard. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” You don’t answer so he kisses you again, this time his tongue lingers on yours.
“Is that what you want?” he says after pulling back.
“No,” you breathe.
“Then tell me,” he urges, pushing you up against the wall, “What is it that you want, Y/N?”
You’re the one that pulls him in for another gut-twisting kiss this time. But it’s short-lived.
“What do you want,” he urges again, his hands gripping your sides causing your insides to melt all over.
“I want this,” you whine, running your hand over the front of his jeans, feeling his length pressing hard against the ungiving material, “I want you.”
“I could get used to hearing that,” he growls in your ear as he pulls you towards the bathroom that’s just around the corner.
His words trigger an instant flashback to last night, pulling you back to the moments that still cling to your mind. The thick tension, the rushing adrenaline, the way everything had unraveled so quickly—it all comes rushing back.
Jungkook’s rough fingers tease your opening, gliding across your warmth with ease.
“Mmm. I could get used to this,” he smirks, enjoying the pleasure painted on your face as you lay sprawled out on your bed.
He hasn’t got a clue how he ended up this lucky. Just a few minutes ago he was hiding from a one-night-stand gone wrong, and now here he is, doing the unimaginable with his best friend’s little sister.
Though you aren’t so ‘little’ anymore, college has made sure of that.
Gone are the awkward haircuts, the childish features, and the gangly limbs that once defined you. In their place stands someone entirely transformed—sharp cheekbones, full lips (that are gorgeously parted right now), and an air of quiet confidence that wasn’t there before.
Your eyes, once wide with innocence, now hold a depth and intensity that speak of naughty experiences; experiences that now define a certain sparkle he discovers once he curls his fingers inside of you.
“Well don’t. This isn’t going to end well. You and I both know it,” you pant as his lips trail lower and lower along your bare chest until he’s hovering above your hardening nipples.
This is such a bad idea…
“Does that matter?” He questions, his hot breath tickling your skin.
“Shouldn’t it?” You lean up on your elbows to look at him.
He pulls back to return your gaze, “It’s not like anyone has to know. Are you going to tell?” His voice is low, almost a whisper, daring you to break the silence hanging between you. The weight of his question lingers in the air, thick with the unspoken consequences.
You shake your head, but it feels like more than just an answer—it’s a surrender. No, you’re not going to tell. You can’t. The secret is now yours to keep forever, whatever happens tonight is just between the two of you.
“Exactly, so can we continue?”
This time, you nod, a hint of mischief curling at the edges of your lips. What’s the harm in indulging in a little secret fun? The thrill of keeping something just for yourselves sends a rush through you, making the moment feel even more electrifying.
There’s a rebellious allure in the secrecy, a temptation in knowing no one else has to find out. Your pulse quickens at the thought, excitement mingling with the danger of being caught, but you push that aside.
Right now, it feels too good to care.
He gently lifts a hand to cup your cheek, his touch warm and tender. His lips brush against yours in a soft, fleeting kiss that lingers just long enough to stir something inside you. But then it deepens, growing more intense, his hand sliding to the back of your neck as the kiss intensifies. The fluttering in your stomach turns into a full rush of adrenaline, making your pulse race as you lean into him, lost in the moment.
“Wait,” you say in between his kisses, “Won’t they miss you down at the party?”
Jungkook chuckles as he pulls back once again, “They think I left to avoid Raina. And yes, before you ask, I’ll sneak out after. Now do you want to keep going, or should I leave now?”
“Don’t you dare leave,” you say, pulling him into another quick kiss, “I want this. I want you.”
Jungkook works his way back down your body, leaving warm kisses on your breasts, down your stomach, only to stop just above the waistband of your panties. His fingers slide underneath the fabric and linger where they once were. He looks up at you for permission to touch you again, which you quickly grant in need of feeling him feeling you.
You reach for him as his fingers dip into you, stretching you for what is to come. Jungkook hisses as your cold hand slips into his boxers, tugging on his half-hard length. Your lips move to his neck when he adds another finger inside of you, your head feeling fuzzy from the growing knot in your stomach. His mouth presses hard against yours as he flips you over so you’re on top of his hips. The perfect position for you to grind into his quickening fingers.
“Take this off,” he whispers, pulling at the back of your bra until it unhooks. Once rid of the lacy piece, he moves to your panties. Stripping off your final layers of clothing, you bare yourselves before climbing back into each other’s arms.
Jungkook’s kisses turn lazy as your body moves along on his girth, his breath catching in the back of his throat at how wonderful your wet center feels against his hardening length. Perching above him, you align yourselves before lowering slowly onto him.
The deep groan that leaves his lips could have been enough to send you over the edge just then. Especially as his arms encircle around your back while you bounce on him, throwing your head back at how good this feels, despite how bad it is that you’re fucking your brother’s best friend.
None of that matters right now.
Jungkook flips you over and lifts your ass in the air so he can take you from behind. You have zero complaints. Clenching around his thick, throbbing member, your inner walls pulsate with each deep thrust.
“Oh my god, Jungkook,” you pant, “Right there, please. Right there!”
His member stretches your insides as he continues to pound into you from behind, filling you in the best way possible, expanding parts of you that you didn’t know could. His thrusts meet you with perfect precision and accuracy, bringing you so close to that edge again.
One of his hands wraps around your front, and the small circles he rubs in between your legs are exactly what you need. The coil snaps, sending you over the edge and into a spiral of hot pleasure, Jungkook following right behind you.
You lay there catching your breath while listening to each other’s beating hearts, ignoring the sounds of the party lingering on outside your bedroom door as you drift into a well-needed sleep. Tomorrow you can deal with the whole brother’s best friend thing.
The recent memory fades as you’re brought back to the present where Jungkook has you in a small, and probably hazardous, dingy bar bathroom. His lips replace the phantom kisses you felt earlier as he lifts you onto the sink counter.
“Hurry,” you whine while quickly undoing his jeans, silently praying that none of your friends notice the sudden absence of you and him. Hoping the shadows and noise of the crowd will keep your escape unnoticed. The last thing you need is for anyone to start asking questions, or worse, to catch on to what’s happening.
You prepare yourself for the good time you know is coming, and grip the sink tightly so you don’t crash into the mirror behind you from his powerful thrusts.
The bathroom door opens suddenly, and a pissed-off-looking Jaemin is standing there. His eyes drift to you sitting on the bathroom sink with your dress hiked up, then to Jungkook, standing in between your open, exposed legs, with his jeans loosened around his waist.
Jaemin’s face flushes crimson, the fury unmistakable as his eyes lock onto the scene unfolding before him. His fists clench at his sides, every muscle in his body tensing with barely contained rage.
Across from him, Jungkook lets out a nervous laugh, the tension crackling in the air around them.
“Oh brother….”
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#jungkook smut#jungkook smut drabble#jeon jungkook smut#jungkook x you#jungkook fanfic#bad boy jungkook#jungkook x reader#jungkook smut oneshot#bts smut#jungkook bts#bts oneshot#bts drabble#ksmutsociety#shadowkoo#kvanity#900
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no talk me i angy cant stop thinking about my girlfriend who's been kidnapped by a crazy powerful ancient magician
#art#dunmeshi#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#marcille#dunmeshi spoilers#dunmeshi fanart#marcille fanart#falin x marcille#marcille dunmeshi#digital art#artists on tumblr#illustration#queer art#clip studio paint#my art#hmmmm this took me about an hour i think#maybe a lil more#thats fast for me#still thinking abt how to open commissions in a way taht works for me#technically i have doodle coms open but i only advertised them on tumblr and i think the price is a bit low#sorry i mean tiktok#anyway ill delete that post and make an official ad#im thinking 30 for lineart#50 for color#that way ppl will be more likely to order#and i wont feel too pressured to spend hours or days on each one#but also its not too cheap#i gotta make money!!!#i gotta make about $900 in the next 3 months
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diversity win! half the fake personas of the players use it/its pronouns!
#i barely started the episode dont spoil anything for me lol#gamechanger#game changer#dropout#game changer spoilers#dropout.tv#100#200#300#400#500#600#700#800#900#1k#incredible chat#another aloekat game changer banger post
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finally came up with a good poll idea so, for posterity:
#thought about the lottery again today and realized i need this information#tell me about the stories that changed you as a child i want to know!!!#will not beg for reblogs but since i have like 900 followers and half of them are bots i welcome this post breaking out of containment
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