#ofens

[grusik]

by Ekors, Monkiz, Ofens & Kars To be seen in bigger size at www.flickr.com/photos/_man_/53774323425/sizes/o/ by Man - Art is Life / Duck 4 Life

[notaboyftm]

yesterday night i got fucked in a car by a guy who never knew the girly slut choking on his cock ever pretended to be a boy. it felt so so so good to be used by a real man and just acept my place as a dumb submisive girl.

[evil-mcytblrconfessions]

tumblr kww fandom was formed seperately from most other social media corners of the fandom. and that leads to silly things like the commonly used name "kww collab" and kenfies vs kenifies. and probably more. cedar if theres any more im forgetting that u know of say them pls

(in response to this confession)

[oldsardens]

Michael van Ofen - Ohne Titel

[meisterdrucke]

By the Hearth by Philip Eustace Stretton (1894, Öl auf Leinwand)

[thunderstruck9]

Michael van Ofen (German, 1956), Untitled, 2015. Oil on canvas, 63 x 57 cm.

[megamindsecretlair]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. (If you feel like it, no pressure.) Spread the self-love ❤️

Oh, lordt, it should not be this hard to choose! I love them all individually. Ahh, this is cruel LOL. But I shall try.

Fall Into You - Kevin Atwater, my love. Been watching this man for years and it didn't occur to me to sit down and write for him. I loved the glasses representation too. Thank you @babybratzmaraj for encouraging me on this one!

When the Rain Starts - Stunna, Stunna, Stunna....ya'll know how much I love my husband. This was one of my most self-indulgent fics. I consider myself a demi-sexual and the struggle is real ya'll! Whew. I just want that man to take care of me!

Wrong For It - I....did not know how much I needed Toxic Tyrone in my life. And need him bad, I do!! This one was so much fun to write honestly, I loved the dynamic frfr.

Through the Fire - Franklin Saint. One of the rare instances that I don't have a happy ending. Whenever I'm feeling down or getting on myself about my writing, I re-read these comments and reblogs and it still bring my so much joy.

Once Upon a December - Prince Bucky Barnes. I don't care if you're tired of seeing it, I'll never let this fic go. Pry it from my cold, dead fingers. Bury me with a copy of this fic so I can read it in the afterlife.

[official-lauchzwiebel]

Le Gâteau Empoisonné of Astérix et Cléopatra fame voted song of the year for the 56th time in a row

[techniktagebuch]

2024-09-03

Back to the Drehknebel

Nach neun Jahres fleißigen Backens hat unser Ofen den Geist aufgegeben, und weil ich mit ihm sehr zufrieden war, bestelle ich ein neueres Modell desselben Herstellers (trotz Inflation zum selben Preis).

Der neue Ofen unterscheidet sich nur in drei Aspekten vom alten: Er verfügt über eine versenkbare Tür (gut!), eine bessere Energieeffizienz (auch gut!) und eine touchscreen-basierte Steuerung (schlecht!).

Am alten Ofen gab es ein kleines Display, einige Touch-Tasten unterhalb des Displays und einen mechanischen Vierwegeschalter (“ShiftControl Bedienelement”):

Am neuen Ofen gibt es ein Touch-Display und einige Touch-Tasten neben dem Display:

Die Navigation und das Einstellen von Temperatur, Zeit etc soll primär durch Wischen auf dem Display bewerkstelligt werden, allerdings reagiert das Display sehr träge und unpräzise. Außerdem lassen sich Temperaturen/Zeiten nur in größeren Intervallen auf diesem Weg einstellen. Für eine genauere Einstellung werden die Touch-Tasten “Pfeil links/rechts” benötigt (was in der Gebrauchanleitung nicht erwähnt wird). Eine der wichtigsten Funktionen im Angesicht hungriger Familienmitglieder (Schnellaufheizen) ist nicht mehr über eine Touch-Taste erreichbar, sondern über ein (sehr kleines) Icon im Rechteck für die gewählte Betriebsart, und die Auswahl von Lieblingsbetriebsarten erfordert die Verbindung des Ofens mit dem Internet (Home Connect).

Dass auch im Backofen-Sektor alles immer schlechter wird, wundert mich erstmal nicht. Tatsächlich hat der Hersteller das Problem aber bereits adressiert: Für die teuersten Backöfen (mit besonders großem Touch-Display) gibt es als Zubehör teure magnetische Drehknöpfe, die sich auf der freien Fläche neben dem Display platzieren lassen, um die preiswertesten Backöfen (mit Drehknebel-Bedienung) zu simulieren.

(Jan Eden)

[arikihalloween]

why do they call it oven when you of in the cold food of out hot eat the food?

Your question got me bugging for a good minute but then I got curious and went to google it

So now I can tell you an oven is called an oven because it comes from the old latin "furnus" which down the generations at some point became "ofen" and then the f became a v and it became "oven" and and oven refers specifically to a closed chamber with heat for cooking/baking/drying :D

[liz-has-no-life]

I got my friend a cute little model of Brian O’Conner’s Nissan skyline for Christmas. This is what they gave ME.

[gunpowder-tim]

if this is what having a job is like i might as well kms

[separatist-apologist]

For the ask game...untitled document, dealers choice?

You got it!

Their officiant, dressed in white and gold, never got a chance to speak. “Don’t do this, Elain.”

It was slow motion, turning her head to look at Lucien. His brother lunged for his arm in the pew just behind, just nearly missing. Lucien dodged, stepping down the side aisle as he strode towards her.

Nesta quickly jogged the three steps from the altar to the floor, palms raised in warning. “Come no closer,” she whispered.

Lucien halted, eyes never leaving Elain’s face. She was shaking so hard she might have collapsed had Graysen not been holding her hand so tightly. Five hundred heads all stared at Lucien.

“Please,” she whispered.

“I tried to settle this between us,” he replied, his jaw set. “You have refused. What other recourse do I have?”

“A gentleman would walk away,” Nesta hissed. 

“What is the meaning of this? Are you making some claim to my wife?” Graysen, clearly outraged and outranked by Lucien in both title and peerage, waited for a response.

“Lucien,” she pleaded softly. “There is nothing–”

“I have had the lady,” he said, silencing her entirely. The whole room collectively gasped. Elain stumbled backward a step as if the lie itself had shoved her. Graysen turned to look, eyes wide. Elain knew why.

He’d come to her only days before and tried to complete the courtship between them, had sworn he meant to be faithful. Elain had stopped him, swearing to remain chaste right up until the moment they spoke their vows.

“What did you say?” Graysen whispered. Elain, too, was sure she hadn’t heard him. Sure Lucien would not make such a declaration in front of the whole of London. 

“Take it back,” Nesta demanded.

“I cannot,” Lucien replied. “Elain is compromise—”

She never heard the rest of what he said. Pulling her hand from Graysen’s grasp, Elain turned towards the steps, ears buzzing, her eyes unfocused.

Elain collapsed.

[mv11]

- By Michael van Ofen

[oldsardens]

Michael van Ofen - Ohne Titel

[gnabries]

name a better combo than tiefkühlpizza und fußball 🤌🏻