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ok I really wanna know which tlg or tlk characters you think would get along well with or are really similar to tmnt12 characters!! the goober crossover if you will /silly

Bunga and Mikey Bunga and Mikey Bunga and Mikey Bunga and Mikey oh they would be climbing and jumping off of everything. The most epic duo EVER. O_O Donnie and Fuli?? They'd be lounging in the lab finally able to take a break. They're the first ones to get irritated with their teams, I think they'd enjoy eachothers company. They're just naturally comfortable sharing a space.

Okayyy so. I made webs. So many webs.

(Ignore the fact that my sketchbook is see through)

Interesting dynamics!!

Leo, Fuli, and Aanga would be such besties. Like I love the idea of them together. Throw April in for a girls night. The four of them going to Murakami’s restaurant for gyoza?? [🥟 woah theres a gyoza emoji??!! I didn't know that!!!!] Imagine if Karai and Shini showed up. Raph and Aanga would be chill together. I think Aanga would enjoy video games if you get her into them, and Raph would get her INTO them. Beshte gets along with everyone, but I think that Mikey would slide right into him and Bunga’s dynamic. Beshte and April would be buddies too :)

If the Lion Guard (minus half the team) were mutants?? Yes Kion IS wearing a skirt :]

Rahm. I spent like. So much time working on this it was SO fun./gen. So, so very gen. Two hours at the airport while we waited for a mechanic to come and fix a luggage bin so we could take off, and another two hours in the Orlando airport waiting for our rental car. (I watched Wolfwalkers on the plane lol.)

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"Moderne Musik" nutzen sie dann doch gerne. Auch die Toten Hosen mußten da schon der Kanzlerin nachträgliche Absolution erteilten.

Das erbärmliche Gewinsel aus der Rudi-Dutschke-Straße lese ich schon seit Jahren nicht mehr. Aber ich bin dankbar dafür, dass andere das tun und es dann in meine TLK stellen.

Dieser widerliche Hetzer hingegen postet direkt beim ZDF. Natürlich, ihm geht es ja mehr um die Eigenwerbung.

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Aemond's updated costume for season 2. What are the odds that Ewan wears his hideous green Adidas at the premiere?

Oh, please no. The last time we saw him wear those was during the filming of some of the earlier seasons of TLK, so hopefully they're old enough now they've long since gone in the bin.

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Exciting dollar bin purchases. Some more lion king guys now that I got an actual tlk shelf, the dodger figure to go with my Oliver, qacouple plastic animals to repaint, a McDonald's strongarm I might not have I got for 50 cents, the clear plastic chase Minerva I needed aaaand a Quasimodo figure a vendor just gave me when I said I wanted to take a photo and ask my friend who collects hunchback merch if she has

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just a guy with his candles

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Merry + Bright 

for @tsukkinami​‘s TLK Monthly Challenge: Osferth, Boxing Day, Lights, Affectionate (aka, Holiday Fluff with the Cookham Crew)

“D’ya know where my keys are, Osferth?” Finan shouts from the next room over.

Osferth trips over a pile of laundry that, judging by the number of black t-shirts, belongs to Sihtric and falls backward.

“Jesus, lad.” Finan bounds into the room and pulls him to his feet.

“What on earth is that?” he asks, gesturing to the box that Osferth is clutching to his chest.

“Nothing, just some things I need to drop off at the church. Father Pyrlig is collecting donations.”

Finan lifts his chin to peer into the box. “That’s the sweater I gave ya last Christmas.”

He’s right. It’s a particularly ugly sweater. “Yeah, well…I grew out of it.”

Finan laughs. “I won’t take offense. But ya’ve quite a lot of clothing there, ya sure ya won’t be wandering naked come laundry time?”

“I have more than enough clothes, thank you.” Osferth follows Finan back into the room he and Uhtred shared. “Do you have anything you’d like to donate?”

“D’ya think they’d accept my warm wishes, particularly for any young ladies in need?”

Osferth grimaces and wraps a scarf around his neck. “I don’t know that anyone would find that particularly helpful.”

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“Pity. I have a few hats in that drawer there, I only really wear the one.”

Osferth gingerly hands Finan the worn black beanie he’s not often without this time of year and adds the remaining hats to his donation box. Finan pulls the hat down over his ears with a grin.

“Now you’re telling me that you’re helping Father Pyrlig out of the goodness of your heart, and not, say, a desire to get closer to the cute girl with the braids I’ve seen ya making eyes at?”

Osferth meticulously folds the top flaps of the box over each other, making sure the envelope of cash tips from his restaurant job doesn’t get lost in the mess of textiles. “I’ve no idea who you mean.”

Finan laughs and shakes his head.

To be honest, he isn't too far off—except that Osferth and Willa have been dating for weeks now. He’s planning to bring her to the house and introduce her to everyone next term. For now, he’ll let Finan think he had the upper hand even though Finan himself is pining over a girl he’d spoken to about twice.

“You’re headed to the church now then?” Finan’s coat makes a slight jangling noise as he pulls it on. “Ah, found my keys.”

“Yes, they’re serving dinner in about half an hour.” Osferth glances at Finan from the corner of his eye as he puts on his own coat. “Eadith will probably be there, she’s been helping Prylig organize the donations.”

Finan pulls the corners of his mouth down and nods casually as if that information is virtually meaningless to him. Osferth chuckles into his scarf as they make their way down the narrow hall and into the kitchen.

“Where are you two headed?” Eahlswith asks from her perch on the counter. She’s licking icing off a spatula while Sihtric decorates yet another batch of sugar cookies. He’s bent over the slightly lopsided kitchen table wearing a thrift store apron, meticulously applying sprinkles. Sihtric, for what it is worth, is the only member of the house with anything resembling a normal, stable love life.

“Church supper,” Finan answers as if it had been his idea. “Sihtric, are ya going to take a break from that? You've been baking for half the day now.”

“He’s got to finish decorating before the icing dries,” Eahlswith explains, rolling her eyes, as Sihtric mumbles, “I’ve only got thirty seconds per cookie to make it look really good.”

Osferth snatches an un-iced cookie off the tray and pushes the whole thing in his mouth before Sihtric can stop him. “I didn’t take one of your fancy ones!” he says defensively as Sihtric throws a dirty look in his direction and picks up the piping bag.

“We’ll see ya soon, then?” Finan says to Eahlswith.

“We may still be here when you get back,” she sighs, picking up her phone. Sihtric waves a hand at them distractedly as they step outside.

The winter chill is refreshing after the stuffy sugar-filled air of the kitchen. Osferth shoves his hands in his pockets and bumps Finan with his shoulder as he catches a glimpse of Uhtred on his way towards them.

“Boys!” Uhtred calls with a grin. “I was just coming to find you. Finan, Eadith was asking about you.”

“Was she?” Finan asks, slightly more flustered than he probably would have liked to appear.

“Well, she asked where my mates were, I can only assume she meant you.”

Finan mutters something unintelligible under his breath as Uhtred and Osferth exchange an amused glance.

“I didn't know that you were allowed in church, Uhtred,” Osferth says, stomping one boot against the ground to keep warm. “Didn’t Father Beocca ban you for stealing the communion wine?”

“Yes, but in my defense, it hadn’t been blessed yet,” Uhtred grins. “I got roped into helping Hild clean, then she sent me to find you two…and where is Sihtric?”

“Finishing his cookie decorating,” Osferth says.

“He may be several more hours,” Finan adds. “There were nine types of sprinkles on the table when we left—they seem to multiply every time I turn ‘round.”

“The man has hidden talents,” Uhtred shrugs, heading down the street. “I’ll meet you back at the church, I have to drop something off at Gisela’s first.”

It’s Finan and Osferth’s turn to exchange a glance. Whenever Uhtred has to “drop something off at Gisela’s” they usually don’t see him until the next morning.

Uhtred ignores them, merely calling over his shoulder that he’ll return soon.

The snow begins to fall by the time they arrive at the church and carefully make their way down the side entrance into the basement.

Young priest Father Beocca and his wife Thyra (Uhtred’s older sister) had begun the Boxing Day dinner tradition four years ago on a whim. They’d invited all the students who remained in town during the holidays to dinner at their house on the 26th and in return asked for donations to local families in need, but by last year it had become such a popular event that they’d had to begin hosting it at the church. This year, several students had returned for the day after spending Christmas at home. It’s always a casual but comforting affair.

The basement room, which smells like freshly baked bread and Beocca’s famous lentil soup, is crowded with folding chairs and students who have gathered in small groups to sort donations into the designated bins. Osferth drops his box (and Finan) with Eadith and makes his way over to Willa and Thyra who are preparing the buffet. Willa gives him a quiet smile which he reciprocates as subtly as possible.

“Sihtric will be here with the cookies soon,” Osferth explains, hoping it isn’t too much of a lie.

Thyra smiles cheerfully and hands him a stack of mismatched bowls. “Set those out, won’t you?”

Osferth does, making note of how many more students were in attendance this year. The energy in the church basement is anything but cold and dim—Father Prylig has set up an artificial tree in one corner, and Hild and Mildrith are stringing some colorful lights up above the door.

“Better late than never, right?” Aethelflaed asks, appearing beside him.

Osferth glances down at the cheese board she’s holding. “You don't think that’s overdoing it a bit for this ragtag group?” he asks affectionately.

She laughs and set the platter down. “Maybe, but I didn't want the leftovers from Mum’s Christmas party to go to waste.” She begins to arrange toothpicks for serving, her brow furrowing just slightly. “I’m sorry you couldn’t make it, by the way. Maybe next year?”

It’s an awkward situation, trying to connect with a half-sibling you’d only known about for the past few months, but she’s doing her best.

“Yeah, maybe next year,” Osferth agrees.

She gives him a small smile and glanced across the room. He follows her gaze to where Aldhelm and Edward are arranging half a dozen mismatched tables into two long lines. Edward hasn’t quite adjusted to the idea of a half-sibling yet, so things are a little more awkward between them.

“He’ll come around,” Aethelflaed says confidently. Osferth wishes he shared her optimism, but he won't dampen her spirits.

“Oh, here—“ Aethelflaed offers him a small package wrapped in brown paper. “I was going to give it to you yesterday, but…” she trails off, a bit nervous—he hasn't seen her nervous before.

“It’s just something silly. You can open it later,” she adds, with a look towards Edward who now has his back to them.

“Thanks,” Osferth says, smiling widely, as he slips the gift into his pocket. “I didn’t get you anything—“

“Don’t worry about it,” Aethelflaed replies, eyes now fixed on Aldhelm who’s making his way over. “Next year.”

Aldhelm nods a greeting to Osferth and then begins to ask where to find tablecloths, which to Osferth appears to be a thinly veiled pretext to talk to Aethelflaed. She didn’t seem to mind.

“Your housemate is making quite a mess of the donations.” Hild is on his left now with a stack of napkins.

“Yes, but better that than the food,” Osferth points out.

Hild chuckles quietly. Finan has an unfortunate talent for making even the simplest dishes inedible.

“I see you and Willa are still keeping things a secret,” she adds, one eyebrow arched.

Hild is the only person who knows they are dating, and it was entirely because she’d accidentally walked in on them making out one day after choir practice. Osferth isn’t worried she’ll tell anyone, but the fact that two days later he ran into her on the way out of Willa’s hall one morning is an extra layer of security. Hild and Iseult, Willa’s RA, aren't “officially” dating yet either.

The tables are ready, the food all laid out. Brida, Thyra and Uhtred’s sister (who, to be honest, scares Osferth a bit) yells for everyone to make a plate.

“Thanks,” Osferth murmurs to Willa as she pulls a book off the chair next to hers.

“I think Thyra is on to us,” she whispers back, tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear.

Thyra is indeed beaming at them from the other end of the table.

“She’s a lot smarter than Finan,” Osferth whispers back, and Willa laughs.

Sihtric bursts into the room now, carefully balancing two large trays of sugar cookies. Eahlswith enters on his heels with another tray.

“Finally!” Finan shouts.

“He’d still be decorating if I hadn’t taken away his sanding sugar,” Eahlswith says to Thyra, somewhat apologetic. “Yesterday I didn’t even know what sanding sugar was.” She sounds like she wishes she could go back.

Sihtric oversees the display of his cookies with great pride, then he and Eahlswith manage to squeeze two more chairs around one of the tables.

Thirty minutes later nearly everyone’s plate is empty. Every year Thyra tells Beocca he’s made too much food and every year she’s proven wrong. Finan, as usual, starts the singing, and nearly everyone has joined in by the time Uhtred and Gisela join them.

It’s getting late, and everyone will probably head back to Uhtred’s house to drink after cleaning up, so Osferth helps clean up his table, thanks Beocca, and heads back to the house, taking a few bags of trash out on his way.

He lingers a block away, scarf pulled up around his ears, where Willa meets him.

“Hey,” she grins, and rises up on her toes to kiss him. Snowflakes catch and melt on her eyelashes, making her brown eyes sparkle even more.

He interlaces his fingers with hers as they make their way back to the house, carefully sidestepping patches of ice and hard ridges of snow.

“Everyone will probably head back this way soon,” he says, glancing behind them as if Finan and Uhtred would be barreling down the street any moment.

“I figured,” she says, lightly squeezing his hand. “It’s not the worst day for them to find out you have a girlfriend, right?”

Osferth grins. “No, definitely not.”

When, an hour later, Finan finds out, he exclaims “I knew it!”

Osferth lets him have this one.

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The Art of Communication (BIn-verse, OQ AU, Rated M)

Author's Note: Set in the Breaking In-verse, for OQ smut week, prompt: "After being teased all day with sexts and pictures"

On a Thursday morning in September, Regina Mills gets her first ever unsolicited dick pic. In a meeting. With her employer. And the man who is obsessed with her. And her sometimes-friend-sometimes-rival.

They're going over some of the finer points of the transition in the TLK account, and it's headache-inducing enough as it is without the regular buzzing of her cell phone near her elbow, so Regina is, quite frankly, ignoring him.

Robin has been flirting with her since he woke up twenty minutes ago – teasing messages, ridiculously overblown compliments that are meant to make her laugh, or smile, no doubt. And they've all been fairly tame, so she doesn't think anything of the way her phone is resting face up next to her legal pad, no more than six inches from Mal's lazily drumming fingertips.

At least, she doesn't until Mal slides her elbow over just a few inches closer, and offers up a quiet—but pointed—clearing of her throat. Regina glances over and meets Mal's waiting gaze, which flicks immediately down to the phone between them as soon as she knows she has Regina's attention.

When Regina follows, her own eyes pop wide at what she sees.

Robin's flirtation has become a bit more, uh… explicit, and her screen is covered in messages:

I know it's only been a few days but I can't wait to have you again

All I can bloody think about

Thinking about how you taste, the way you moan when I suck your clit the way you like

The way you feel all wrapped around my cock

Wanna make you cum again, babe. Wanna feel how wet I make you – are you wet now, luv?

Sitting at your desk, thinking of me?

Do you know what I'm doing?

And then, at the very top of the list, a picture—and she thanks God above that the photo preview is just a tiny thumbnail, but thumbnail or not, the contents of the photo are obvious: Robin's hand wrapped around his very erect cock. And nothing else.

Her mouth goes dry, heat chasing mortification up the back of her neck, flaming over her cheeks as Mal murmurs a nearly inaudible, "You might want to turn your phone over…"

Regina does, wordlessly, with only one thought in her panicked mind: She's going to fucking kill him.

(Continue on Ao3 or FFnet)

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Now that's a better point, but still doesn't do much as far as the game is concerned. Like I said, generic zombie game sequel does more on sending it to the bargain bin than the screeds everybody does.

Somebody else put it up during the TLK live action remake (hell most of them) it'd die if people were more inclined to just go meh, because let me tell you, nothing kills faster than meh.

Screeds on both sides are free advertising for this average game, while meh just kills it.

Why can't anything be just Not All That Good anymore? Everything has to be The Absolute Best Ever because I Like It, and everyone who doesn't agree with me is WRONG AND HITLER-SATAN because .000005% of the internet were Jerks when they said they hated it...

Yeah I get that

It very much feels like if you think anything is a mixed bag then you're an idiot

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Çiftlik Bank Tarafından Toplanan Para 1 Milyar TL’nin Üstünde

SPK tarafından 2016-2017 yılları arasında 511 Milyon TL’lik bir yatırım topladığı belirtilen Çiftlik Bank Sisteminin gerçekte 1 Milyar 139 Milyon 972 Bin 622 TL civarında bir para topladığı belirlendi.

İstanbul Anadolu Cumhuriyet Başsavcılığı tarafından yürütülen soruşturma kapsamında Çiftlik Bank sistemine yatırılan ve kullanıcılara ödenen rakamlar netleştirildi. Rakamlar daha önce SPK tarafından açıklanan rakamların neredeyse iki katı.

SPK tarafından 2016 – 2017 yılları baz alınarak hazırlanan raporda sistemin toplamda 511 Milyon TL yatırım aldığı ve 398 Milyon TLK civarında da bir geri ödeme yaptığı, 120 Milyon TL’lik paranın ise Kıbrıs’ta tutulduğu belirtilmişti.

Yine SPK raporuna göre sisteme toplamda 77 bin 843 kişi para yatırmış ve daha fazla kazanma ümitleri ile Çiftlik Bank Sistemine giriş yapmıştı.

    Başsavcılık Gerçek Rakamları Ortaya Serdi

SPK tarafından daha kısıtlı bir dönem için yapılan araştırmadan sonra İstanbul Anadolu Cumhuriyet Başsavcılığı tarafından yapılan araştırma vurgunun boyutlarını tam olarak ortaya çıkardı.

Buna göre sistem toplamda 1 Milyar 139 Milyon 972 Bin 622 TL yatırım almış. Bu paranın 687 Milyon 838 bin TL’lik kısmı ise yatırım yapan kullanıcılara geri ödenmiş.

Sisteme son yapılan incelemelere göre para yatıran kullanıcı sayısı ise 132.222 kişi.

Çiftlik Bankın el konulan mal varlıklarının toplam değerinin 58 milyon 126 bin TL olduğu açıklanırken şirketlere sermaye olarak aktarılan paranın tutarı ise 128 milyon 490 bin TL.

Yine Başsavcılık tarafından hazırlanan rapora göre sistem tüm üyelere vadettiği ödemeleri yapabilmesi için toplamda 2 milyar 971 milyon 905 bin TL geri ödeme yapması gerekecekti. Sistemin toplam kazançları ve mal varlıkları dikkate alındığında ise bu ödemenin imkânsız olduğu ortaya çıkıyor.

    Tüm Dosyalar İstanbul’da Toplanacak

İstanbul Anadolu Cumhuriyet Başsavcılığı tarafından Türkiye çapındaki tüm dava dosyalarının kendi üzerinde toplanması konusunda yazıların gönderildiği ve ilgili dosyaların 2017/225778 numaralı ana soruşturma üzerinden devam edileceği bilgisi de basına aktarıldı.

Bu kapsamda tüm Çiftlik Bank Mağdurlarının dosyaları İstanbul Anadolu Cumhuriyet Başsavcılığı tarafından hazırlanan soruşturma üzerinden ilerleyecek ve çıkacak karar tüm mağdurları kapsayacak.

    16 Şüpheli Göz Altına Alındı

Çeşitli illerde gerçekleştirilen operasyonlar kapsamında Mehmet AYDIN’ın eşi Sıla AYDIN ve yengesi Havva AYDIN başta olmak üzere eski Genel Müdür Savaş Yıkılmaz, Cafer Çolak, Hamza Toklu ve firmalardaki farklı pozisyonlarda görevli 16 şüpheli gözaltına alındı.

Sistemin kurucusu Mehmet AYDIN ve abisi Fatih AYDIN ise sistemin kapatılması ve dolandırıcılığın net olarak ortaya çıkmasından önce yurtdışına kaçtıkları belirtildi.

İlk gelen bilgilere göre Aydın Kardeşlerin Dubai üzerinden Uruguay’a gitmiş oldukları belirtilse de soruşturma kapsamında iki kardeşin hangi ülkede olduğuna dair net bir bilgiye henüz rastlanılmamış durumda.

Sistem kapsamındaki 3 firmanın mal varlıklarına ve sistemden elde edilen ve yurtdışına çıkarılmamış olan 3 Milyon 90 bin TL değerindeki paraya da el konulmuş durumda.

Çiftlik Bank sisteminin web siteleri olan www.ciftlikbank.com ve www.ciftlikbank.web.tr adresleri sistemin patlaması ile zaten firma tarafından kapatılmıştı.

Savcılık tarafından içerisi boşaltılmış olan Çiftlik Bilgi İşlem Bilişim Tarım Hayvancılık, Fame Game Hayvancılık Sanayi ve Çanakkale Dora Gıda ve Fame Game Software şirketlerine de el koyarak yapmış oldukları tüm faaliyetleri, para giriş ve çıkışlarını inceleme altına aldı.

    Diğer Çiftlik Sistemleri de İnceleme Altında

Çiftlik Bank sistemine benzer bir şekilde açılan ve kullanıcılardan para toplayan başta Anadolu Farm olmak üzere birçok site inceleme altına alındı. Çiftlik Bank sisteminin patlaması ve akabinde başlayan soruşturmalardan sonra benzer yapıdaki sitelerin birçoğu kapanmış ve ödeme almayı durdurmuştu.

Sanal çiftlik kurarak kullanıcılarına hayvan alıp oradan size kazanç aktaracağız diyen Anadolu Farm sisteminin sahibi olan Ekolium Bilişim, Yazılım, Hayvancılık, Oto, Turizm, Gıda, Lokanta San. Tic. A.Ş isimli firmanın farklı illerde 20’ye yakın arsa ve arazi sarın aldığı gelen bilgiler arasında. Başsavcılık tarafından alınan tutuklama kararı ile üst yönetici olarak sisteme kayıtlı olan 3 kişi gözaltına alındı.

    DKC Hayvancılık İsimli Sistemde İnceleme Alındı

Konya’nın Karapınar ilçesinde bulunan ve “DKC Hayvancılık” ismi ile Sanal Çiftlik Oyunu üzerinden para toplayan firma hakkında da inceleme başlatıldı.

Kurduğu sanal çiftlik oyunu üzerinden 500 kadar üye toplayan ve bunlardan 100 Milyon TL civarında para toplayan oluşumun gerçekte 134 inekle süt üretimi yaptığı ve her ineği 60 kişiye kiraladığı ortaya çıktı.

Herhangi bir ticari unvanı ya da şirket kaydı bulunmayan ve 2015 yılında DKC Hayvancılık ismi ile hayata geçirilen sistemin dkchayvancilik.com adresi üzerinden ve sosyal medya hesaplarından “İnek Kiralama Projesi” adı altında yatırımcı bulduğu ve 750 sağmal inek ve 140 dekar arazide süt üretimi yaptığı bilgisi ile yatırım topladığı belirlendi.

%35 kar vaadi ile iki yıl içerisinde 100 Milyon TL para toplayan sistem için de incelemeler başlatıldı. Sistemin sahibi A.D ise tutuklandı.

Firmanın Çiftlik Bank sisteminin sıkıntıya girmesinden hemen sonra kullanıcılarına “İnekler Öldü, Yatırımlarınız Battı” şeklinde bir mesaj attığı da ortaya çıktı.

SütBank ismi ile anılan sisteme para yatıran ve parasını alamayan onlarca kullanıcı bu SMS sonrasında adli işlemleri başlatmış olsalar da sistemde ne kadar paranın kaldığı ne kadarının başka yerlere aktarıldığı ise bir soru işareti.

Atılan SMS sonrası birçok üye şirket ile temasa geçmeye çalıştı. Verilen cevap ise “Ödemeleriniz yapılacak” yönünde oldu. Ancak net bir tarih de verilemiyor.

Şirketin internet sitesi kapatılırken, DKC Hayvancılığa üç inek için 21 bir TL para yatıran isimlerden E. Y., “Babam 198 bin TL, kız kardeşimin 112 bin TL, kuzenim 21bin TL, bir arkadaşım ise 7 bin lira yatırdı. Sistem baştan beri bana güven vermemişti ama girdik bir şekilde. Şimdi paramızı nasıl kurtaracağız bilmiyoruz” dedi.

Teknoloji ve Mobil Yaşam Rehberi Çiftlik Bank Tarafından Toplanan Para 1 Milyar TL’nin Üstünde

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some lion king drip on imvu

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