#sommer party

[rumverliebt]

Entdecken Sie jetzt die exklusive T. Sonthi Sommeredition 2024, zusammengestellt von keinem Geringeren als Thomas Sontheimer höchstpersönlich. Diese limitierte Auflage präsentiert eine faszinierende Verschmelzung von Rums aus Jamaika und Barbados, die durch sorgfältige Destillation ein unvergleichliches Geschmackserlebnis bietet.

Dieser hochwertige Rum-Blend wird ausschließlich aus erstklassiger Melasse des Zuckerrohrs beider Länder (Barbados und Jamaica) destilliert, was einen authentischen Geschmack und ein unverwechselbares Aroma garantiert. Der Rum reift in amerikanischen Weißeichefässern, die zuvor für Bourbon verwendet wurden, um eine harmonische Verbindung von Aromen zu erreichen.

Was diese besondere Sommeredition auszeichnet, ist das abschließende Finish im PX-Sherry-Fass, das dem 10-jährigen Rum-Blend eine weiche und komplexe Note verleiht. Die Kombination dieser verschiedenen Fassarten schafft ein ausgewogenes Geschmacksprofil, das Liebhaber hochwertiger Rums begeistern wird.

Zögern Sie nicht, diese exklusiven T. Sonthi Sommeredition 2024  zu erleben, denn sie ist nur für kurze Zeit verfügbar. Sichern Sie sich jetzt Ihre Flasche der T. Sonthi Summer Edition 2024 und tauchen Sie ein in die faszinierende Welt des erstklassigen Rums. Beachten Sie, dass es sich um eine stark limitierte Auflage von nur 1200 Flaschen handelt.

Beim Öffnen der Flasche dieses exquisiten Rums breitet sich ein unwiderstehlicher Duft aus, der den Raum mit süßen und fruchtigen Aromen erfüllt. Ein faszinierender, rot-oranger Bernsteinfarbton ergießt sich aus dem Glas und verleiht dem Moment eine gewisse Magie. Der Duft von harziger Mango, reifer Papaya und saftigen Erdbeeren liegt in der Luft, während im Hintergrund subtile Noten von grünen Bananen mitschwingen. Diese Aromen erinnern an einen exotischen Jamaika Rumlikör oder an eine erfrischende Rumbowle, die sofort das Verlangen nach einem Schluck weckt.

Der erste Geschmackseindruck ist ebenso delikat wie verführerisch: eine sanft cremige Textur umschmeichelt die Zunge, während eine subtile Schärfe auf Zunge und Gaumen tanzt. Ein süßer, fruchtiger Abgang bleibt noch lange nach dem ersten Schluck spürbar und lässt die Aromen von Papaya, Erdbeeren, Melasse und Banane auf der Zunge tanzen. Die harmonische Kombination von Barbados und Jamaika Rum verleiht dem Geschmack eine angenehme Bitterkeit, die vermutlich von den getoasteten Fässern stammt und dem Gesamterlebnis eine interessante Tiefe verleiht.

Das Finish ist von mittlerer Länge und entfaltet sich mit Noten von Milcherdbeer-Bonbons, einem Hauch von Vanille und dem unverwechselbaren Geschmack eines Bananen-Milchshakes. Mit diesem T. Sonthi in der Summer Edition 2024 lässt sich der Sommer in vollen Zügen genießen und man ist Thomas Sontheimer für diesen einzigartigen Sommer-Rum dankbar, der die Sinne verzaubert und die Vorfreude auf sonnige Tage weckt.

Bestellen und genießen: T. Sonthi Summer Edition 2024 10 Jahre 40% 0,5L (rumverliebt.de)

[sommerbueckers]

HEAR ME OUTTTT what about reader’s being insanely smart and a “good girl” while P being a campus player and party-girl so once they get to know each other at one party because reader was dragged there by her friends and after that P won’t leave her alone and eventually catch feelings 🤭🤭🤭 (you can add smut if u wantttt)

𝐏𝐞𝐬𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧

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✰ ❝𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧, 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐩, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧❞

✰ 𝐰𝐜 :: 𝟐.𝟗𝐤

✰ 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

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IT WAS BY FAR the wildest party you had ever been to. Granted, you didn't have much to compare it to, but you were sure this was no regular college party. You had been clinging to the corner all night, the same drink that had been handed to you when you first got here remained full as you carried it around.

Your friends had left your side hours ago and you hadn't seen them since, the only sign that they were still here were the locations of their phones on Life360. If it hadn't been for their promise to take turns helping you study for the next few days, you wouldn't have even agreed to come out tonight. But you had never been one to turn down study help.

You weaved your way through the crowd of people, cringing as their sweaty bodies brushed against yours. At last, you reached the kitchen, letting out a sigh of relief when you found it to be mildly empty. You set your drink down behind you on the counter and pulled out your phone in an attempt to distract yourself. Due to it being the only thing standing between you and an unwanted encounter with a drunken college student, most of its battery had already been drained.

"Nice shirt," a voice came from in front of you.

Standing at the island pouring herself a drink was Paige Bueckers, clad in black cargos and a black crop top.

"Thanks," you smiled kindly, glancing down at your t-shirt. It was a science joke, distance raptor over time raptor equaled velociraptor. It was your only clean shirt.

Paige nodded, smirking to herself and holding back her laughter. It was then that it clicked for you, she wasn't complimenting your shirt out of the kindness of her heart. There was no kindness in her heart, if she even had one. Her reputation on campus, the one that didn't have to do with her being a monster on the court, had never sat right with you. The way she treated girls was nothing short of disgusting.

"You were being sarcastic..." you nodded in embarrassed realization, pressing your lips into a thin line.

Paige shook her head, "No, no it..." she trailed off, twisting on the cap to the bottle of vodka and turning to you, "it's an interesting shirt for a party that's all."

You nodded again, "It was the only clean one I had, I don't usually wear stuff like this."

"Hm," she hummed to herself, "what's your name?"

"Chloe."

Paige took a step toward you, but it was only to get out of the way of the guys that were clawing at the bottle of vodka behind her, not because she found you intriguing.

"I'm Paige," she said.

"I know." Everyone knows.

She raised her eyebrows, face feigning surprise. "You know huh?" she leaned against the counter on the other side of the corner. "How do you know?"

"If you think i'm gonna sit here and boost your ego, you can think again," you sassed, your brows heavenward.

Her eye creased as she laughed, "Alright, alright, I quit."

As the conversation shifted to a more awkward silence, Paige shifted uncomfortably, trying to find common ground. You adjusting your shirt, looked down at your hands, suddenly aware of the vast differences between your worlds. The room seemed to shrink around you, the hum of the party fading into the background. Paige cleared her throat, feeling the weight of the silence.

Paige watched you with a curious intensity as she took a sip of her drink, the party’s noise swirling around you. "You here with your boyfriend or...?" she asked, her eyes locked on yours.

You raised an eyebrow, a mix of surprise and flattery coloring your cheeks. "My boyfriend?" you snorted, a laugh escaping your lips despite the awkwardness. The thought of Paige assuming you were attractive enough to have a boyfriend was flattering, but then a nagging suspicion crept in that maybe the blonde was being sarcastic again. Your cheeks reddened as you said, "Very funny."

Paige’s expression remained unreadable, her gaze steady. "I take that as a no?" Her voice was clear and sincere, devoid of any trace of amusement. It was evident she genuinely wanted to know.

You shifted in your place suddenly self-conscious. "Yeah, no boyfriend," you admitted, the weight of the conversation shifting from lighthearted to more personal. "Just me."

Paige’s soft eyes faltered slightly, giving way to a hint of something else. "Got it," she said, taking another sip of her drink. "So, who're you here with then?"

"Couple friends of mine, this is more their scene than mine," you turned slightly to grab your red solo cup off the counter and take a sip. You cringed at the taste.

"I figured, shirt gave you away," Paige smirked.

"Don't underestimate me, I can throw down when I need to," you pointed at her, a large smile plastered on your face.

"Oh yeah? I'll have to see that."

The two of you broke out into a fit of laughter, Paige's drink sloshing around in her cup and spilling out onto the floor. This made you laugh a little harder, covering your mouth.

"But seriously," she spoke when you both had finally calmed down, "you gotta show me the party animal in you."

"Mhm, next party I gotchu."

You knew there wouldn't be a next time, but it seemd like the right thing to say at the moment. For all you knew, Paige wouldn't even remember this conversation tomorrow.

"Why wait?" Paige's eyes lit up with a challenge. She glanced around the room and spotted a group of people gathered around a table set up for beer pong. "Let's do it now. You and me, beer pong."

You felt yourself unable to protest as she pulled you toward the table. You had never played in a real life game before, your only experience being GamePigeon's cup pong. You weren't sure how well you'd fare. But there was something about the moment, about Paige's soothing voice and reassuring smile, that made you want to go along with it.

The table was lined with red cups filled with beer, set up in a triangle formation on each end. A couple of people cheered as you both approached, ready for a new game. Paige grabbed a ping pong ball and handed it to you with a smirk. "You first. Show me what you've got."

You took a deep breath and focused, aiming for the cup at the center of the triangle. The ball arced through the air, and for a moment, everything seemed to slow down. It landed with a satisfying plop into the cup. The crowd erupted in cheers, and Paige gave you a playful shove. "Not bad for a wallflower, let's see if you can keep up."

Paige grabbed a ball and took her shot, her aim precise. The ball bounced off the rim of a cup and landed in another, earning her a round of applause. She turned to you with a triumphant grin. "Your turn."

The game continued, the two of you trading shots and banter. The tense attitude you had started with faded away with each laugh, each missed shot, each triumphant score. At some point, Paige leaned in close, her breath warm against your ear. "You're doin' so good," she whispered, her voice low and teasing. "Maybe you really can throw down."

You smiled, feeling prideful and relieved at the same time. For once, it felt like you were exactly where you were supposed to be. The game continued, but the outcome didn't really matter. What mattered was the moment—the laughter, the soft brushing of Paige's arm against your waist, how she would compliment you every time she felt you were doing good.

When the game was over, the guys on the other side insisted on playing another round, thirsty to redeem themselves. The overwhelming feeling of not wanting to disappoint the blonde washed over you, this must've been how all the other girls had felt when the time came to get down and dirty with her. There was something about her that made you crave her approval.

HALFWAY THROUGH THE SECOND round you had started to notice the alcohol taking effect. The precision of your aim quickly plummeted, and before you knew it, you were launching balls straight at the wall. When it was over, you threw your hands in celebration even though you had lost. Paige doubled over in laughter, grabbing her stomach when it began to hurt.

You drunkenly stumbled out of the dining room, knocking into a few people, the contents of their drinks spilling onto your shirt. Paige was at your side in an instant, her arm slithering around your waist to keep you upright. It was clearly time for you to be heading home, you were significantly more drunk than Paige despite having roughly around the same amount of alcohol consumption -- if not less.

"C'mon lightweight," she snickered, "let's get you outta here."

Paige didn't know where you lived, but that wasn't something she had thought about until she reached the front lawn of the house. She stood there, stumped and unsure of where to go from there. She looked down at you, noticing the way you were leaning your head against her chest, and she made the split second decision to take you back to her place.

PAIGE WAS TAKING REMARKABLE care of you. Upon arriving back at her apartment, she had given you a cold glass of water, t-shirt of hers to wear, and even helped you wash your face. You were now laid up in her bed, staring up at the ceiling with a dazed look in your eye. Paige reappeared from the bathroom ruffling her wet hair with a towel. She had changed into a pair of basketball shorts and an old shirt, now making her way over to you.

"Hi," you giggled, feet coming up to rest on her chest as you wiggled in your place.

"Hi," she smiled softly, tilting her head at the unexpected contact. She wrapped her hand around your ankle, but didn't move your leg. "You tired?" she asked.

"No," you bit your lip, gradually moving your foot down her body. The alcohol was giving you a new sense of confidence, one that you seemed to be using to your advantage. You reached the waistband of Paige's shorts, anticipating her act of putting a stop to your antics. She did, her grip tightening on your foot.

"You're wasted," she shook her head, smiling brightly.

You mirrored her smile, stretching your arms out above your head. "Hmm," you hummed in satisfaction, "I fear...you're not wrong."

Paige's eyes trailed down to your underwear, cheeky styled gray panties with lime green lacing around the edges. Slowly but surely, her fingers made their way up your leg, softly grazing over your shin...and your knee...before reaching the soft skin of your thigh.

You felt a shiver run through you at her touch, the sensation heightened by the alcohol. Paige's gaze was steady, her touch light but purposeful. The contrast between her casual demeanor and the tenderness of her touch was striking, and you found yourself caught between exhaustion and a growing sense of desire.

Paige shifted her position, her fingers now tracing patterns on your thigh. "You know if you're gonna be stayin' here, I want you to be comfortable..."

"Yeah," you agreed in a whisper.

She moved your leg aside, climbing on top of you with her arms on either side of your head.

"I want you to feel welcome and cared for. So you just tell me what to do, and i'll do that for you."

Your arms wrapped around her neck, not fully understanding how the two of you had gotten here, but also not complaining either.

The truth was, Paige had wanted to kiss you all night. Ever since she had caught sight of you standing alone in the kitchen wearing a dinosaur science t-shirt, eyes glued to your phone as you carried around an untouched cup of...whatever.

When she had approached you, her initial intention had been to tease you, to break the ice with a comment that would get a reaction out of you. But as the night went on, she found herself drawn to you more than she had predicted. The more you laughed and interacted, the more she felt a magnetic pull. Each time your eyes met, she saw a spark of something genuine and kind in you that was hard to ignore.

She didn't just want this to be another hookup that got swept away in the morning wind, she wanted to know every part of you.

She crashed her lips into yours. The kiss was fiery and urgent, filled with the passion that had been building all night. It was as if time had stopped, and for those precious seconds, nothing else mattered. Paige’s hand pulled your shirt up, inching closer to your chest. She pulled away, resting up on her knees as she straddled you.

She grabbed hold of your wrists, pinning them above your head before reconnecting your lips. She kissed you harder this time, fingers clawing at your side and making you squirm beneath her. Her lips traveled down your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses up until she reached the collar of her shirt. Although you had just put it on, you put up no fight as Paige took it back off.

Her eyes lit up at the sight of your bare body, nipples hard and presented to her like two pieces of candy. She swirled her tongue around one before taking it into her mouth, kneading the other with her hand. Soft moans fell from your lips, and it was all the motivation Paige needed as she moved to your other nipple.

Your back arched off of the bed, chasing the feeling of Paige's mouth around your sensitive bud.

She moved her attention lower, fingers ghosting over your clit. You shuddered, a response Paige took pride in. She ran her fingers up and down, the light gray of your panties darkening as they soaked in your slick.

"Stop teasing me..." you pleaded, staring down at her.

"Hmm but look how wet you are..." she murmured, "I think you like it."

She pressed her thumb to your clit, rubbing in maddeningly slow circles. You could feel the arousal seeping out of you, had it not been for the fabric of your underwear, you were sure it would've made a mess on her sheets.

"How 'bout we take these off..."

"Yes," you nodded eagerly.

Hooking her fingertips on the edge of your panties, she pulled them down your legs and dropped them to the floor.

She spread your lips apart, licking her lips at the way your pussy shined in front of her like a lost treasure. She licked her lips, blowing softly onto it. The cold air was a stark contrast to the heat you were feeling, and a whimper slipped past your lips and filled the room. It was like music to the blonde's ears.

She pressed a kiss to your core, her lips covered in your juices as she parted them to kitten-lick your cunt.

"Need more," you begged.

"What do you want Chloe?"

"Want your fingers."

She ghosted over the entrance of your hole, taunting you as she slipped the tip of her fingers in and took them back out.

"Stop..."

She laughed, finally giving in. She inserted two fingers inside of you, reveling in the way you immediately clenched around her. It was humbling that Paige could feel how wet you were, but hearing it was enough to make you want to sink into a hole and never come out.

You could already feel your release building inside of you, and Paige's fingers curled around inside of you to bring you closer. She swirled her tongue around your clip, flattening it out as she intensified the movements of her fingers.

"Paige," you called out, voice weak.

"Hmm," she hummed against your pussy, your back arched further.

"Ah, Paige!" you said more firmly, hand moving to tangle in her hair. You moved your hips against her, "Gonna come."

It was then that the pleasure ceased. Paige had taken her fingers out of you, removed her tongue from your swollen clit. She was unbuttoning her cargos, hastily pulling them down along with her boxers. You leaned up on your elbows, frowning at her.

She tossed her bottoms to the side, her shirt and bra soon went soon after. She roughly spread your legs wider, climbing on top of you and lining up her pussy with yours. The second they made contact, your head fell back onto the bed.

She held your thigh up to her chest, her hips moving powerfully with yours.

"Fuck," she groaned, her darkened gaze locking onto yours.

"Just like that, just like that," you mumbled, "gonna make me come so hard."

The bed creaked and cracked, the headboard faintly banging against the wall behind it. Your hands grabbed onto your tits, pulling at your nipples as Paige watched hungrily.

Your body shook as you came, your yells filling the room and clouding Paige's mind. She didn't stop, she still had to come. She continued to move against your overstimulated core, your hand coming up to grab her bicep.

"Shit!" you moaned, your brows knitted together. Your whines and whimpers kept her going until she finally came, her movements slowing before they came to a stop.

Her weary body collapsed onto yours, face buried in your neck as you both came down from your highs. She panted in your ear, the sound almost enough to make you want another round.

"Fuck that was good..." you finally said through a laugh.

Paige laughed as well, lifting her head to place a soft kiss on your lips, "I know."

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[schrutexbucks]

"You wanna hear the bad news or the really bad news?" "Actually, I don't want any news Damon." "Alright, let me rephrase: Do you want to hear how the council is back in vampire mode or how I just killed Uncle John Gilbert?"

The Vampire Diaries S1 E18 Under Control

one gifset per episode 18/171

[classiccookbooks]

Gougères

Source: The New James Beard 1989

These wonderfully cheesy little puffs of pâte à choux-cream puff pastry- are easy to make and terribly popular at a party-so make lots!

1 cup water

1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter

1/2 teaspoon salt

1/4 teaspoon ground pepper

1 cup all-purpose flour

4 medium-size eggs

Makes 26 to 30 puffs

3/4 to 1 cup grated Gruyère cheese

1 teaspoon dry mustard

Pinch of cayenne pepper

Grated Parmesan or Gruyère cheese or small cubes of Gruyère for garnish Combine water, butter, salt, and pepper in a medium-size saucepan and cook over medium heat until the butter melts. Add the flour all at once and stir the mixture vigorously and constantly, still over medium heat, with a wooden spoon or spatula until it is very firm and pulls away from the sides of the pan. Off the heat, add the eggs, one at a time, beating vigorously after each addition until completely incorporated. The dough should be smooth and glossy. Add the 3/4 to 1 cup grated cheese, mustard, and cayenne, and blend thoroughly. Drop the mixture by small spoonfuls onto a lightly buttered baking sheet, or if you want to be a little fancier, pipe small puffs of the mixture through a plain-tipped pastry bag. Sprinkle the tops with additional grated Gruyère or Parmesan cheese or place 2 or 3 small pieces of Gruyère on top of each puff. Bake the gougères in a preheated 375° oven for 30 to 40 minutes, or until puffed and golden brown. Remove from the oven and make a crosswise slash in the bottom of each to allow excess steam to escape. Return the gougères to the warm oven for a few minutes to dry them. Serve hot or at room temperature.

[originaltechnorevival]

Best of Sommer Hits – Die ultimative Playlist für heiße Tage 🔥🎶

14:06 Zum Abschluss unserer Playlist gibt es noch einen frechen, poppigen Hit: "I Kissed a Girl" von Katy Perry. Ein Song, der für Überraschungen und das Abenteuer des Neuen steht – genau das, was den Sommer so besonders macht.

[kevinwiesel]

Maschseefest Hannover 2023

[djsandy3]

Listen/purchase: Muskel-Kater by DJ Sandy

[msommers]

modern actor/celebrity AU for any two kids u wanna talk about :>

oh boy, this is a fun and silly one let’s go. okay so the obvious first candidate would be maeve

we been knew she could pull off being a big star. one of those wombo combo writers and actors who ends up starring in one or two or a few of the adaptions of her own works on top of the other things she stars in. i could see in some worlds her also(/or) releasing music tbh

speaking of—Of Course as an actress she primarily works on period or fantasy pieces because she loves the drama and romance of them. other than that i could see her being a hit in rom-coms, romances, musicals, and thrillers. i would personally kill for a maeve role in a period paranormal film, i simply think it would be dope

an absolute hoe for con panels, online interviews and podcasts guest spots because it's the perfect excuse for her to get all passionate and eager to share about her works with the folk who are the most interested. don't let her do any of those puppy interviews because she'll want to adopt all of them by the end of it

legally obligated to make a joke about her having her own taika/tessa/rita moment in the media of the cameras catching her with more than one partner. which leads into her being ardent about openly talking on her polyamory & bisexuality whenever she can to spread more proud and positive representation.

caused a meltdown in her fan community one time because she dyed her hair a deep purple out of the blue and debuted it thru a fuckn insta story or something unassuming lmao

second kiddo would have to be riya lmao

one of those celebs who was in the spotlight from birth because both of her parents are famous. grew up a media darling and ate up all the attention, probably became an influencer in her late teens because of being so active on social media.

unfortunately i know in my heart that she would be the worst little diva imaginable when she first starts working because she's been spoiled her entire life. real big "i'll be in my trailer k bye" "i want this very specific flavor of ice cream that's only sold out of country ready for me or i'll throw a fit" "yeah i'll wait for my driver who cares if i'm 20 minutes late" kind of energy. people put up with it because she's pretty, is surprisingly good at acting, and her daddy's the one who got her those first roles and everyone loves him so they don't wanna make him upset by bringing up the fact his daughter's kind of a brat ://

has a new partner on her arm like every damn month. probably becomes a whole Thing for fandom and certain media outlets to predict which co-star she's going to start hooking up with whenever the cast is announced for her next project tbh

the majority of her roles are rich characters because she plays the part well and positively adores being put in expensive wardrobes. can't be convinced otherwise that her most well known role wouldn't be some type of princess in a fantasy or historical, she'd eat that shit up. the material, the wardrobe, the constant instances of people addressing her ass princess in interviews which needs to be stopped her ego is big enough as is please god

she's probably been involved in multiple instances of people recording her in embarrassing/shameful/private moments and selling the clips off to online tabloids. being shamed by her mother for behavior at a party in some back room, a loud break-up outside of her hotel at 1am, talking mad shit about one of her co-stars while drunk outside of a club as she waits for her driver, etc etc. hopefully she grows up and stops behaving like that lmao

send me an au and i’ll tell you 5 headcanons for it!

[helvetic-barbeque]

Finger-Lickin' BBQ Poulet Drumsticks

L’été, le soleil et un succulent BBQ – quoi de mieux ? Aujourd’hui, je vous montre comment préparer des pilons de poulet BBQ parfaits, qui ne sont pas seulement délicieux, mais qui impressionneront aussi vos invités. La star de la recette ? Le Sauguaet Rub de Helvetic Barbecue. Ingrédients: 12 pilons de poulet 3 cuillères à soupe de Sauguaet Rub 2 cuillères à soupe d’huile d’olive 1 cuillère…

[spruechevonherzen]

Was so nervig ist, ist der Sommer. Die vielen Menschen dieses egoistische mitten im Weg stehenzubleiben. Sich breitzumachen, mitten auf den Gehweg. Wegen den blöden lokale. So das ich nicht mit mein Hund durch komme und mit ihm auf die Seite laufen darf, wo Autos fahren. Nur das die egoistischen Menschen ihr blöden Kaffee oder ihr blödes Getränk trinken können. Das ist ein Fußgängerweg und nicht für ihre blöden Stühle und Tische. Es nervt nur noch, ein blödes Lokal jagt das nächste. Und wir Anwohner haben gar nichst mehr zusagen. Wir sind hier nicht auf Mallorca. Hier wohnen auch Menschen, die von Arbeit kommen und sich ausruhen wollen. Aber ist ja nicht möglich. Es muss ja bis 23 Uhr die lokale aufhaben und alle müssen ja draußen sitzen und laut sein. Laut lachen, unsere Straßen vermüllen und sich dann wieder verpissen. Ich habe diese Menschen und diese Lokale so satt. Die können machen, was sie wollen und wir Anwohner haben gar nichts mehr zu melden. Hauptsache die haben ihren Spaß und wir Anwohner haben Kopfschmerzen und schlimmeres. Diese Lokale müssten mehr Auflagen bekommen und nicht machen können, was die wollen. Und wenn man das Ordnungsamt anruft, kommt keiner. Und wenn sie kommen würden, würden die auch nichts machen. Was ist bloß aus Deutschland geworden?

[rwpohl]

[askaniatravel]

Isle of MTV Malta | Das Kostenlose musikalische Sommerspektakel auf Malta im Juli

Jetzt Sommervibes kosten und mit kostenfreiem Festival - Eintritt nach Malta! -> Alles im heutigen Artikel... #Reisen #Malta #kostenlos #Festival

Photo by Locally Abroad on Pexels.com Die Mittelmeerinsel Malta ist nicht nur für ihre malerischen Strände, historischen Städte und kulinarischen Köstlichkeiten bekannt, sondern auch für ihre pulsierenden Musikfestivals. Eines der Highlights ist das Isle of MTV Malta, Europas größtes kostenloses Open-Air-Sommerfestival. Das Line-up 2024 verspricht Hochkaräter Am 16. Juli 2024 wird der…

[wipperbote]

Eine Sommernacht der Extraklasse: POOLSIDE Party im Freibad Glauzig

Tolles Event am 26.08. Jetzt informieren . . .

Datum: Samstag, 26. August 2023 Uhrzeit: 22:00 Uhr bis 07:00 Uhr Die Sonne neigt sich dem Horizont entgegen, der Duft von Sommer liegt in der Luft und die Vorfreude auf eine unvergessliche Nacht steigt – es ist Zeit für den “Sommernachtstraum – POOLSIDE Party” im Freibad Glauzig. Am Samstag, den 26. August 2023, verspricht dieses Event, das Beste aus den Musikrichtungen EDM, House und Finest…

[friedrich-denker]

Das Mädchen am Strand

Sie steht vor dem Spiegel und sieht sich selbst an.

Sie blickt in himmelblaue Augen und lange blonde Haare, die ihren Rücken hinunterfielen. 

Nebenan sitzen ihre beste Freundinnen, die sich eine Flasche Wodka teilen. Die jungen Frauen sind wunderschön. Eine schönere als die Andere. Nach einer gefühlten Ewigkeit, in der sie sich im Badezimmer des Hotels herrichteten, ging es endlich los: Die Jagd im Dunkel der Nacht. 

Die feschen Mädels gingen in die lauwarme Luft der polnischen Ostsee hinaus. 

Misdroy, ein kleiner Urlaubsort am Baltikum. Das Mekka der Familien, Freundes und Junggesellenfeiern.

Misdroy, ein überschauberer Ort in der Nähe zur deutschen Grenze.

Misdroy, ein Ort der alles beherbergt, was Touristen sich nur wünschen könnten. Von zahllosen Dönerbuden, der extravagante Restaurants und eigentlich alles, für das sich das Geld ausgeben lohnt. In jeder Hinsicht.

Und genau an diesen Ort trieb es die jungen Mädels, die dort ihre Semesterferien verbrachten und einfach Spaß haben wollten.

Es waren junge polnische Frauen, die alle in Posen studieren und kurz vor dem Examen nochmal ausgiebig feiern wollten und das Leben als schöne junge Frau genießen wollten. In jeder Hinsicht.

Die erste Station war eine Coctailbar in der Nähe der Mole.

Die Mädels setzten sich dort an der Ecke und bestellten sich die ersten Drinks. Und dann ging es los: Die Jagd.

Die Mädels schauten ständig umher, ob sich in der Nähe attraktive, süße oder smarte Jungs befanden.

Ihre kurzen Röcke und Hotpaints noch gerichtet, bestellten sie einen Drink nach dem anderen und der erkaufte Spaß fing an, Ihnen in den Kopf zu steigen. 

Schließlich lud eine der Mädels, die genannte junge Frau zu einer Zigarette ein.

Die Beiden gingen aus der Bar hinaus auf den Gehweg und zündeten sich ihre Zigarette an. Gerade als Sie schon wieder an ihrer Zigarette zog, ging eine Gruppe Männer an ihnen vorbei.

´´Hey Mädeeeeeels´´

Schrie einer der Männer auf deutsch, doch dies schüchterte die Mädels nicht ein. Diese billige Suffkumpanen kannten sie zur Genüge und hielten sich fern von dieser Burschenschaft. 

Sie sehnten sich inmitten des Suffs nach smarten, lustige, charmanten, sexy oder irgendwas Besonderes das die Mädels anzog. 

Die junge Frau blickte sich um, inmitten der Massen an Touristen, die umherliefen wie kleine Ameisen und erste Zweifel zogen in ihren Kopf. 

Ob sie das wirklich wollte ?

Diese Ausgeherei und das blinde Daten ?

Nicht dass sie den Vorzügen des Lebens nicht abgeneigt wäre, aber sie fühlte sich einfach unwohl inmitten der Alkoholleichen und dieses laute Geschreie.

Nach einer gefühlten Ewigkeiten ginge auch die anderen Mädels beschwipst aus der Bar und das nächste Ziel war klar: Der Club.

Es war kein Problem in die gut besuchte Diskothek zu gelangen. Sie waren schließlich junge Blondinen. 

Alsbald sie den Club betraten ging es schon los. Die ersten Mädels gingen auf die Tanzfläche und schwingen ihre Hüften im Takt der elektronischen Musik.

Schon bald tanzten sie in der Mitte der Tanzfläche und ein Ring aus Männern bildete sich um die Frauen herum. Die Frauen bemerkten diese Aufmerksamkeit und genossen es in vollen Zügen. Jetzt waren sie im Mittelpunkt der Welt und der männlichen Begierde.

Die junge Frau scheute sich zunächst diese Aufmerksamkeit zu nutzen, doch ihre Freundinnen zogen sie mit hinein in den Trubel.

Da näherten sich die ersten Männer den Frauen und beschwipst wie sie waren, tanzte das erste Mädel eng mit einem der Männer, ehe sie sich leidenschaftlich küssten.

Beneidet von diesem Anblick, zogen die anderen Mädchen nach und suchten sich ihre Lover aus. Aus der Jagd begann die große Fresserei der Beute. Was nun zählte waren große starke männliche Arme, die sie fest umschlungen und ihnen gewisse Wärme, Geborgenheit und Lust brachten.

Frauen sind schön. In jeder Hinsicht . Männer trachten gerne nach diesen Wesen. In jeder Hinsicht. 

Gerade als die junge Frau begann sich auf dieses Getümmel einzulassen, sah sie es. Diese klarblauen Augen eines Mannes, mit eben blonden Scheitel und Bewegungen im Takte der Musik, der Rhythmisch daherkam und dabei verdammt gut aussah. 

´´Maciej , mein Name.´´

Hörte sie ihn sagen unter der Lautstärke der Musikboxen 

´´Maja, mein Name . ´´

Ihre Antwort.

Und dann passierte es. Maciej nahm sie an die Hand , die leicht aber bestimmt führten, hinaus aus dem Club in die leicht kühle Luft der Sommernacht.

Eine Weile schwiegen sie beide, nur ihre Hände einander geklebt und der gemeinsame Gang zum Strand…

…Sie spürte seine Hände fest ihren Rücker hinunterführen , bis zu ihrem wohlen Hintern. Leicht und immer bestimmter griffen sie an ihren Pobacken, wobei sie seinen schweren Atem spürte und dessen Erregung zwischen den Beinen.

Doch dann übernahm sie das Zepter. Langsam öffnete sie seinen Hosenstahl, ihre Küsse an seinem Halse herabgleitend ,dem Glückspfad entlang , ehe sie seinen Phallus leicht mit der Zunge leckte und schließlich ihre Lippen das steife Glied umschlungen. Sie spürte, dass er bald kommen würde, da hielt sie inne, zog ihren Slip aus , warf ihn zu Boden, stieg auf seinen flachen Bauch , spürte den Penis in sie eindringen und sie genoss es in vollen Zügen genommen zu werden, ehe sie seinen warmen Samen in ihrer Vagina spürte…

Es war nur eine Nacht in Misdroy, eine Liebschaft und die Lust der Jugend am Leben und dessen Vorzügen. Nichts ungewöhnliches oder schädliches…

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Schnelles Tabbouleh Rezept

Couscous Salat, ein beliebtes orientalisches Rezept mit Gurken, Tomaten und frischen Kräutern. Ob mit Couscous, Bulgur oder glutenfrei, ist der orientalische Tabbouleh Salat eine delikate Vorspeise oder vegetarische Beilage zum Grillen.

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¡evan peters characters!

fall preferences!

tate langdon:

tate loves spending halloween with you, since it’s the only day he can leave the murder house

cozy sweaters, horror movies, the rare rainy night in, cuddles (he’s the little spoon obvi), the smashing pumpkins and nirvana playing on your cd player

he takes you to the unknown spots around town on halloween that have all the cool graffiti art, but they are unknown to most

overall a sweetheart

kit walker:

he watches girly rom coms and chick with you

you make pumpkin pie while he holds you by the waist, peppering chaste kisses along your neck and watching you at work.

“i’m not in your way, suga’… can’t you let a man watch his wife at work?”

visiting family for thanksgiving and charming his parents (he does the same)

laying with him in bed and listening to the storms

candle light when the power goes out, jazz playing on the radio, early morning kisses, walks on crisp october afternoons

pre-death!kyle spencer:

days spent in your dorm, watching horror movies that he adores

him watching you do your makeup before going to a halloween party in matching costumes that you chose.

him letting you paint his nails black to match yours, but denying it ever happened when he’s around his frat brothers (not in an ashamed way 😭)

him letting you wear his hoodies and sweatpants as the days grow colder

making desserts together at 3 am

james patrick march:

lots of planning for devils night—he has to be ready for the greatest serial killers of all time!

him seeing you in your flapper costume, absolutely shellshocked. he practically worships the ground you walk on, and seeing you in something so skimpy drove him insane

engaging in pastime murders with him (!IF THATS UR THING)

leisurely drinks, late nights waiting for him to come to bed, reading beside him, dancing to jazz by the bar

him letting you wear his blazer when you’re cold (wearing a dress)

austin sommers:

watching him at late hours, writing away in his notebook and drinking. you wrap your arms around him and he kisses your forehead, repeatedly telling you he needed to finish this before november.

halloween themed karaoke at the bar, in which he holds eye contact with you and eventually drags you on stage.

cuddling on the couch and watching hocus pocus over and over (it’s his favorite halloween movie.)

late nights drinking before going home and drunkenly eating the leftover pumpkin pie in the fridge while giggling uncontrollably.

peter maximoff:

watching him speed through piles of leaves, creating a tornado of red, brown, and orange hues, giggling to yourself as other students get frustrated with him

going trick or treating even though you both are way too old for it

watching his kleptomania at work as he takes all the candy from the “take one” bowls, haphazardly using his mutation out in a random neighborhood

watching community and—to your luck—landing on the halloween episode and giggling at the coincidence

listening to classic rock as you get ready to go out, but he pulls you back onto the bed for more cuddles (“baby please i need you… don’t go out yet…”)

play fighting on the bed

alex (adult world):

giggling as the halloween issues of different porno magazines ship to the store, judging the horrible costumes with him

him teaching you how to bake, you clinging to his side as he tries to work around you, being successful in his efforts.

studying for midterms during work, hoping alex doesn’t catch you off duty (it’s happened plenty of times)

watching the first snow together while leaving work, trying to catch the first snowflakes on your tongue 

going to mini-parties at Rubia’s apartment and planning group halloween costumes that include a couple for you and alex