#12.24

[digimoninteractions]

Merry Christmas! (12/24)

[ID: A screenshot from Digimon Adventure Zero Two episode 38 showing Mimi sitting by her christmas tree laughing as Palmon wears christmas lights around her and holds her arms out. Mimi's dad is standing on the left, and her mom is on the right holding an oven pan, and they're both watching them. End ID]

[ohsharethekmusic]

Song : 12.24

Artist : OMEGA X

Album : LOVE ME LIKE

[ciochinaflorin]

198 I 2024. ÎNVAȚĂ PE COPIL SAU IMPORTANȚA MODULUI DE ADRESARE FOLOSIT I [Proverbe 22.6 I 2 Samuel 12.24-25] 16 Iulie 2024

198 I 2024. ÎNVAȚĂ PE COPIL SAU IMPORTANȚA MODULUI DE ADRESARE FOLOSIT I Podcast I Pasaje Biblice : Proverbe 22 : 6 I II Samuel 12 : 24 – 25 I Meditaţii din Cuvânt I Cezareea I Reşiţa I 16 Iulie 2024 I Învață pe copil sau Importanța modului de adresare folosit față de copil. Putem spune fără a greși că, din partea părinților, cea mai mare nevoie a copiilor este nevoia de iubire manifestată, cu…

[astrometrych]

Astronomy #Space #Espace #Astrometry

[jandotie]

I want to touch everyone I meet. I want to pull away my human kin, my sisters, my brothers, from the phone and the television, and lay my hands on their face. On their chest, in their hands, and look at their eyes and wrap one arm around them while we stand in the sea and while we dig pits in the sand to bury the bees that come to the beach to die, so they can rest peacefully.

I want to go somewhere new and look across the stream at a man under a tree, and come down off the bridge and meet him there. I want to find somewhere to feel like my body is my very own vessel, like I'm finished just piloting a suit of armor while the burning in my nerves persists.

I want to meet with someone and talk with someone that will never give me a reason to fear him, I will never need to forgive any great transgression or wonder when he will scream at me again, tell me I am wrong and I have been bad. I don't trust anyone after what happened.

[dollyabuya]

Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but it dies, it bears much fruit. He who loves his life loses it, and he who hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life. If any one serves me, he must follow me; and where I am, there shall my servant be also; If any one serves me, the Father will honour him.

[bangjiazheng]

Today noon (26.08.2024 11.48 ) I logged into 【tumblr】 in the noon (3rd) This is today's my 3rd log into 【tumblr】(Nearly this time(almost at the same time),I also login in facebook too.) Now, I log out of the 【tumblr】and go offline.(about 26.08.2024 12.24 ) (3rd)

I Love Czech Language!!!! I Love Learning Czech Language!!!!!!Very Happy Vey Happy!!!!!!!!!!Very Very Happy Happy!!!!!!!!!!!…………Happing~,Happing~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!…………………… Learning Czech Language, Very Seriously And Very Happily!!!!!!!,Very Happy Very Happy Very Happy!!!!!!!!!!………………Happing~ Happing~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!……………………………………

Learning Czech Language,Very Happy Very Happy!!!! I Love Czech Language!!!! I Love Learning Czech Language!!!!!! Learning Czech Language,Very Very Happy Happy!!!!!!!!!!!

Bangjia Zheng I Learning Czech Language,The Happiest The Happiest!!!!

26.08.2024 12.24

Today noon (26.08.2024 11.48 ) I logged into 【tumblr】 in the noon (3rd)

Today noon (26.08.2024 11.48 ) I logged into 【tumblr】 in the noon (3rd) This is today's my 3rd log into 【tumblr】(Nearly this time(almost at the same time),I also login in facebook too.)

I Am Learning Czech Language, Very Happy Very Happy!!!!!!Very Very Happy Happy!!!!!!!!!!……………… I am seriously errataing,adjusting the typesettings,and translating 【B1 textbook】【Lesson 10】【Student's Book】,many worklords……………… I am seriously and happily checking every words every letters…………Now,My reading speed of Czech language words is faster than before,And I can read some new words better than before,Very Proud,Very Happy!!!!Very Happy Very Happy!!!!!!

The theme of 【Lesson 10】 is (sports and games), which is a theme I like very much. Learning Czech language is Very Happy!!!!!! Very Happy Very Happy!!!!!!

Learning Czech Language,The Happiest The Happiest!!!!(Happing~,Happing~!!!!!!……………………) Learning Czech Language,Very Very Happy Happy!!!!!!!!!!

I am learning Czech language,Very Serious,Very Happy. Because: I Love Czech Language!!!! I Love Learning Czech Language!!!!!!Very Happy Vey Happy!!!!!!!!!!Very Very Happy Happy!!!!!!!!!!!…………Happing~,Happing~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!……………………

Learning Czech Language, Very Seriously And Very Happily!!!!!!!,Very Happy Very Happy Very Happy!!!!!!!!!!………………Happing~ Happing~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!……………………………………

Now,I am learning Czech language Very Serious,Very Happy!!!!

Now,Before I eat lunch,There is still some time………………I am recording seriously and happily!!!! After seriously recording(and several post and repost,Sharing The Happinesses………………I will post and repost as quick as possible,Saving time for learning Czech langauge………………Happy Happy!!!!) I continue learning Czech language,Happy Happy!!!! Now,I still using an big electric fan blowing wind,Learing Czech language,Many O2 in the air,Some comfortable,Very Happy!!!! (May be in the afternoon,I will in the air-conditioned room,supply some sleeping,and learning Czech language Happily………………)

Bangjia Zheng I Learning Czech Language,Very Happy Very Happy!!!!!!!!!!

26.08.2024 11.48

[irafook]

12.24 in another life

[piercemybluesky]

12.24 akari

[hailwic]

12.24

Happy birthday, Chopper!!

[ruchimochi]

12.24

📁. It's Christmas eve and you're patiently waiting for your husband who promised he'll be back before December 25th.

A/N: angst, profanity, mentions of death, a happy ending... Maybe?

Gojo Satoru x reader

The lit candle is halfway melted as its sweet scent filled your warm home. It's cold outside and you wonder if Satoru's okay. The cold doesn't bother him as much as it does you.

He usually grab your hands in his, blowing hot breaths on your palm to warm them for you. With a cheeky grin he kisses them before whispering how adorable you look with your scarf on. Satoru's always been a soft lover, he makes sure you're well and comfortable with everything before worrying about his own.

A smile found it's way on your lips as you remember the memory of last year's Christmas that you spent with him. He knows how to make every moment last— to turn every mundane activities into an unforgettable experience for the both of you.

Then your sweet smile turned into a bitter one as you can't help but feel neglected. Why isn't he home yet? The night is almost over but you haven't seen a part of him. Not even a call or a message from him. You can't help the ache in your heart as you celebrate what used to be an exciting day for the both of you alone.

The bright decorations of your home didn't help at all. It only made you feel empty and sad as you remember how happy he looked while decorating your home with you.

You will wait... You can always wait for him because he said he will always come home to you.

The last time you heard from him was yesterday, last night while he was holding you tightly in his arms, whispering in your ears how much he missed you.

"I missed you so much, my love." His words were followed by a kiss on your forehead. His eyes never left yours as he watched you carefully, as if memorizing every curves and every lines of your face.

"I missed you too." Is all you could whisper back as you felt the longing for his touch, his warmth.

Satoru was gone for weeks. You are aware of his busy work schedule but you can't help but wonder where was he all that time. Nevertheless, you trust him; so much so that even if he is gone for years, you will believe him if he said he is coming back to you, his home.

You understand little of his world. The concept of curses and sorcery that you can hardly grasp still left you wondering.

He said he is the strongest and you believed him not because he showed you how capable he was but because he always fulfilled his promises. Satoru's words were never empty.

"I'm sorry I was gone." His words snapped you out of your thoughts.

You wanted to say you understood him but you don't.

"You came back to me..." Your voice was weak. There is a lingering feeling of longing in your heart, and the bitterness of why can't he just stay. He just came back and he is about to leave yet again.

"I always will." There he was again with his promise of coming back to you.

Your tears finally escaped your eyes without you even noticing. Not bothering to wipe them away, you let yourself cry just for a moment. Just so you could ease the blaring ache in your heart that you tried to mask with a smile.

"Satoru..." You say his name, calling for him hoping he would answer.

'Call me whenever you need me. I, your mighty husband, will rescue you.' His voice echoed in your ears as the memory of his cheeky grin and arrogant attitude flashback.

Questions flooded your mind. Wondering where he is right now, how is he, why isn't he home yet? Did something bad happen to him?

As you're crying while hugging your knees, you felt the motion of being lifted up. You look up with tear-stained eyes and cheeks to see what's happening. There you saw your beloved, frowning as he looks at you.

Satoru did not say anything as he settled you down on the kitchen counter, wiping your tears away. He then leaned in to press his lips on yours, pulling you closer to feel your body against him.

He pulls away just to kiss your forehead adoringly.

Your eyes remain on him. You blink a couple of times just so you could confirm that you are not dreaming. Your fingers found their way to his face, feeling him in your hand — he is warm.

He chuckled as he watched you with a soft smile. He grabbed your hand, placing gentle kisses on your knuckles.

This is not a dream. He is here with you like he promised.

"I'm home, love."

[guyoiiii]

together again *12.24*

[ciochinaflorin]

112 I 2023. TIMPUL PLECĂRII ACASĂ. GRĂUNTE DE GRÂU SAU SNOP ? [Ioan 12.24 I Iov 5.26]

112 I 2023. TIMPUL PLECĂRII ACASĂ. GRĂUNTE DE GRÂU SAU SNOP ? I Podcast I Pasaje Biblice : Ioan 12 : 24 I Iov 5 : 26 I Meditaţii din Cuvânt I Cezareea I Reşiţa I 22 Aprilie 2023 I În Eclesiastul 3 : 2 scrie că : „Naşterea îşi are vremea ei, şi moartea îşi are vremea ei …”. Când auzim de-un deces la o vârstă mai fragedă, avem tentința de-a spune că persoana respectivă „ar mai fi putut să…

[thewolvesof1998]

✨ 2023 writing round-up ✨

Edit: must have accidentally copied someone else’s intro without realising 😂

I’ve posted 57,184 words to ao3 this year (I also started in June) I have almost the same number of words in my wips 😭 This year has been crazy and this fandom has provided me so much joy, not just writing but getting to know all my wonderful mutuals <3 The 911 brainrot is strong and I can’t wait to see what 2024 brings!

I posted the more words to Ao3 this year than I have in any other previous year, which is wild since I only really started writing again in June. It's wild the choke hold that Eddie Diaz and Evan Buckley have on me. Here's my writing round-up for 2023 :)

June

I posted my first fic on June 20 and in nine days I had posted 6 fics 😂

I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown 

Teen | 826w

Rage, like a broken window to an oxygen-deprived room that’s already in flames, explodes within him and almost takes him out. He resists the urge to slam the phone’s receiver into the wall until it's just fragments of plastic that dig into the palm of his hand, drawing blood. He breathes through his nose and then out of his mouth and repeats that until he gets himself under control. or Eddie's in Jail and he almost calls Buck.

You with the dark curls, you with the watercolour eyes

Mature | 1.6k

Blue eyes meet his, washed out in the morning light, he's like the watercolour paintings they had seen in the museum with Chris last week, soft and fuzzy around the edges, with just a hint of bright colours. Blue like the sky, splashes of pink at his eyebrow and lips. Those lips, that still looked bruised from last night. Or The morning after Buck and Eddie finally get together.

asking all these questions, just to be polite, while dying inside

Teen | 1.2K

But Eddie looks good, like really good, like how is anyone allowed to look that good in jeans and a green henley? His hair is all fluffy which means he hasn't put any product in it, he wonders if it still smells like the green apple conditioner that Eddie and Chris liked to use. There's a new wrinkle at the corners of his eyes like he's been smiling a lot these last few years and it shouldn't hurt this much to know that Eddie's been happy without him but it does. or Buck dreams of what it would be like to lose Eddie as a friend and run into him five years down the line and having to ask all of these stupid questions just to be polite while dying inside.

Tapping Morse Code into your heart 

Explicit | 2.8k

Buck can’t keep still. It was a known fact that some part of Buck’s body will be in constant motion, and when it wasn’t? You should be concerned. A bouncing knee, an elastic band wound around his fingers, head bopping, fingers tapping Morse code he had learned on a whim after Eddie told him that he knew it. So Buck can’t stay still even if his life depended on it. Or in this case an orgasm. And Eddie-well Eddie is annoyed. or Buck and Eddie use Morse Code to communicate when words can't be said.

I want you to be selfish with me 

Mature | 4.6k

When Eddie gets the call is 12.24 am. He’s lying awake in bed, trying to avoid spiralling but failing when his phone lights up, vibrating and blaring out the stupid song Buck had changed his ringtone to. “So you know it's me calling.” Eddie didn’t say that he always knew it was Buck calling even without the ringtone. Buck’s the only one that calls him this late at night, it's also the only time Buck calls since he prefers to text during the normal hours of the day. Eddie sighs, dragging a hand over his face, looks like trying and failing to fall asleep is going to have to wait. His other hand reaches for his phone, answering. “Buck,” He says, he can hear a lot of background noise, voices and music, so it’s not an ‘I woke up from a nightmare and I needed to make sure you're still alive’ call. “Eddie,” Buck slurs, drunk, “Eds, Eds, did I wake you?” or Buck called Eddie while drunk and Eddie ends up using some of his military training to save him.

You bring me comfort

Teen | 4.1k

Frank asks him “When was the last time you were hugged?” He’d hugged Chris that morning. “No, I mean the last time you were held” He didn’t really understand the difference, he regularly hugs Christopher, Tia Pepa, Abuela, and even a few quick hugs with Buck which never seem like enough. “Not you holding someone else, comforting someone else, just purely someone holding you because you need it” Eddie thinks back to the hospital, thinks back to seeing Shannon’s body on the gurney, the way Bobby’s arms had gone around him and held him up. “When Shannon died, Bobby, my Captain, he-he hugged me” It had been so long ago, years and before that? He couldn’t remember. Frank doesn’t exactly give him homework called “get hugged” but he suggests that Eddie should ask for want he wants next time he needs comfort instead of putting on the sweater. or Eddie is touched starved and just needs a hug instead, instead he has his sweater.

July

I Can See You 

Teen | 3.1k

Eddie gets out of his truck and watches as Buck sings along to whatever song is playing in his car. It’s captivating but Eddie thinks many things about Buck are. He’s unashamed as he belts, singing into his phone like it’s a microphone. Buck looks up and makes eye contact with Eddie, who can feel his lips stretched in a smile. Buck smiles back, continuing his impromptu show, now singing to Eddie even though he can’t hear it from across the parking lot. Eddie watches for a minute or so before walking over to Buck’s jeep, drawn to him like he has his own gravitational pull, stronger than the earth's as if Buck is the only reason Eddie hasn’t gone floating off into space yet. As he gets closer he can hear the muffled music, he can see the blue of Buck’s eyes as they gleam from joy. Eddie can barely make out the words: I see you, I see you, baby, Oh, baby OR Buck’s a Swiftie and he makes Eddie listen to Speak Now (TV) and accidentally confesses his love because of the song I Can See You

Alright, Cowboy, Go Get 'Em 

Explicit | 17k | 2/3

“What can I get you?” The bartender asks as Eddie slides up to the bar. “Whiskey, neat, thanks” “Make that two” A voice says from beside him, Eddie turns and takes in a black leather protection vest that’s undone over a bright blue button-down shirt. He drags his eyes up, over pale skin, an adam apple and stubble to blue eyes a shade or two lighter than his shirt. His white cowboy hat is back on, it makes the pink mark on his eyebrow stand out. There's a small smirk on his lips that Eddie does not linger on. “Evan Buckley,” He says, holding out his hand. Eddie clears his throat, “Eddie Diaz” He says shaking the offered hand, noticing the callous and firm grip before pulling back. OR What if Eddie had never left El Paso? What if Buck became a bull rider after being a ranch hand? After Eddie gets back from Afghanistan and Shannon divorces him some of his high school buddies decided to drag him to the rodeo to cheer him up. I don’t think they had in mind Eddie getting blown by a rodeo star behind the stable but it sure did improve his mood. Now Eddie can’t get Buck out of his mind and he might just become a rodeo regular.

Under the Guise of Violence

Explicit | 3k

Buck was kneeling. Not in the way Eddie had too frequently fantasised about, though from the lascivious smile on his face, maybe in a way Buck had fantasised about. There’s a cut above his right eyebrow, it’s a reflection of his pink birthmark, his nose is broken and blood-half dried-is trailing down to those plump pink lips. Eddie has to force himself to drag his eyes away. His hand tightens on the pummel of his sword, careful of its sharp edge that rests against the fragile skin of Buck’s neck. He doesn’t know how they got here. OR Eddie can't touch Buck unless it's to hurt him, after a sparring match Buck confronts him and it leads them back to Eddie's bedroom.

August, September and October I didn't post any fic- I was moving country and could not finish a fic to save my life 😂

November

nicknames, supernova similes and the family we make 

Teen | 800w

“Bobby, I’d like you to meet, Robin Buckley-Diaz,” Buck looks at the small bundle in his arms, bright blues staring right back up at him, “This is your Grandpops.” Bobby clears his throat, “Grandpops?” Buck looks up at the man who’s been more of a dad to him than his own blood, who had been by his bedside at every hospital visit and helped him grow up into the man he is today, “If that’s okay with you?” OR Bobby and Athena meet Buck and Eddie's new baby girl.

let me cradle your body (be a safe place to rest)

General | 1.9k

“Seat theif,” Buck pouts, “Where am I supposed to sit?” He asks and look, if he purposely makes his eyes all big and puts a little whine in his voice in a deadly combination that usually has Eddie folding to his whims that it’s between him and the universe okay? “Here,” Eddie says, patting his thigh and it shortcircuits Buck’s brain for longer than it probably should’ve. Eddie doesn’t actually mean that, he’s just messing with Buck right? Because as much as they’ve been accused of practically sitting on each other, they’ve never actually sat in each other’s laps. Buck opens and closes his mouth a few times before deciding that if Eddie is pulling his chain then he’s going to regret it and if it’s being earnest then it probably is comfier than the floor and better than being squeezed into a too-tight spot. “Okay,” Buck says, Eddie offers him a smile and his hand, as if daring him to do it. Buck takes the offered hand and Eddie pulls Buck onto his lap. OR What starts out as a normal 118 gathering ends with Buck sitting on Eddie's lap.

December

even when the heat breaks I’m still yours

Explicit | 6.1k

Eddie has many regrets in his life, lying on the floor of the cabin in the middle of a heat wave with his six foot two best friend pressing into his side while they were both trying to stay cool under the pitiful breeze of the ancient ceiling fan had the possibility to be high on that list. He turns his head to be confronted with a tattooed and freckle-covered shoulder, he can’t remember when they decided to strip down to their boxers -he might have suggested it after Buck’s third shirt had been soaked with sweat and had been clinging to his muscles in a dangerously distracting way- but at the time it had seemed like a good idea, he wasn’t sure about that now considering this was the third time in the last hour that he’s found himself turning to stare at the miles of bare skin. OR Buck and Eddie get stuck in a cabin during a heatwave, they finally take the next step and fuck nasty on the floor.

We might end up real close

Explicit | 2.2k

“Said you wanted us to bond. We might end up real close.” When Buck said those words to Bobby just merely few hours ago, it had been a joke about how if the bomb went off they would be reduced to blood, shards of bone and flesh, mixed so together that you wouldn’t be able to tell them apart without DNA testing. He hadn’t meant it in the way that it was now true with Eddie balls deep in him as he fucks Buck against the tile wall of the firehouse showers, both of them still fully dressed, uniform pants undone and pulled only down to mid-thigh in their haste. Though he thinks maybe Bobby wouldn’t be too surprised by this development given Buck’s recent past. OR the 2x01 Rewrite where Buck and Eddie fuck after removing the bomb.

They don’t know (your name is already mine) 

General | 7.6k | 3/4

“Sir, can you tell me your name?” Buck opens his mouth, his tongue feels like lead, “E-ed-” “Ed? Is your name Ed?” Buck shakes his head and winces when he sends a spike of pain through his head. Hands pull at his shirt and he feels the cold metal of scissors as they cut his brand new shirt. He’s supposed to be wearing that to tomorrow's Christmas Eve dinner. Eddie had said the colour makes his eyes pop. “He’s wearing dog tags…Eddie Diaz,” Buck moans, blackness at the edges of his vision seeps in, he tries to blink it away, no, they need to call Eddie, “It’s okay Eddie, we’ve got you,” is the last thing he hears before the darkness takes over. OR Buck gets in a car accident on Christmas Eve Eve and the only ID he has on him is Eddie's dog tags. A case of mistaken Identity, a trip to the hospital and a Christmas Surprise.

tagged by: @exhuastedpigeon @smilingbuckley @jamespearce9-1-1 @wikiangela @spotsandsocks @buddierights @callmenewbie @try-set-me-on-fire @hoodie-buck @carrierofthepaperclips

tagging (no pressure): @wildlife4life ​ @eddiebabygirldiaz @disasterbuckdiaz @jesuisici33​ @bekkachaos @spagheddiediaz @911-on-abc @hippolotamus @shitouttabuck @911onabc @malewifediaz @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @watchyourbuck @king-buckley @chaoticgremlinwholikescheese @daffi-990 @fortheloveofbuddie @mangacat201 @eowon @rainbow-nerdss @nmcggg @pirrusstuff @evanbegins @giddyupbuck @sammysouffle @jeeyuns @thosetwofirefighters @monsterrae1 @princehattric @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @singlethread @your-catfish-friend @theotherbuckley @steadfastsaturnsrings @blurredbuddie @aquamarineglitter @devirnis

[quokkalcifer]

"let me hold you, one last time" 12.24

[allthebrazilianpolitics]

Floods in Brazil: The hunt to save memories from mud

As floodwaters recede in southern Brazil, volunteers and victims search for treasured keepsakes that tell stories or harbor special meaning for their owners.

"No one is looking at the sofa or the television. Everyone is searching for photos or keepsakes. Absolutely everyone," says Gustavo Oliveira, the founder of a volunteer group helping clean up flood-ravaged homes in the southern Brazilian city of Novo Hamburgo.

People here have lost not only material possessions, but spaces and memorabilia that define their identity and the meaning of their lives. "One of the most impressive scenes I saw was a man who found his wedding ring in the mud. He immediately put it back on his finger," added Oliveira, whose group has already helped clean up more than 60 houses.

Like other cities in the Porto Alegre metropolitan region, Novo Hamburgo was hit hard. Entire neighborhoods were completely flooded and many people lost everything. The level of Lake Guaíba, by which the city is located, stood at 3.73 meters (12.24 feet) on May 28, significantly higher than the normal flood mark of 3 meters.

Across the whole federal state of Rio Grande do Sul, at Brazil's southernmost point, almost 90% of towns are affected by flooding. Some 169 people have died due to high water levels and heavy rainfall since the end of April, and another 56 people are missing.

According to civilian protection authorities, more than 580,000 have had to leave their homes, with 55,000 still sheltering in emergency accommodation.

Even in these dire straits, saving treasured possessions is one of the biggest concerns for many people and communities. And not everyone is as lucky as the man who found his wedding ring.

Continue reading.