#ve er-

[harepare]

DEMİN NOLDU VARYA simdi ben asiri sacma bi ruya goedum nerdeyse hic konusmadigim bi komsumuza hediye seciyodum ve bunoar yasanirken sinif arkadaslarimla auni evde yasiyodum???? siniftakilerle disarda yemek yemeye gitmeden once bi iskenderciye girip calisanlara matematik sorusu sormustum AMK BU NE BİCİM BİLİNCALTİ neyse isye bak cok elimde olmadan su gerceklesti ben evlensem ya da sadece ev sahibi olsam (yuksek ihtimal evlenmedim tek yasiyom annem hakli) evime misafirlige kimlwri cagiririm sanaldan diye dusundum AMA HANİ YENİ UYANDİM COK İSTEMSİZCE YAOTİM BUNU neyse iste son gunlerde dashte asiri goedufum icin bilincaltima islenmis ilk olarak aysel-beyaz ikilisini ve oguz-arin ikilisini cagirmak isterdim diye dusundum sonra ayse abla lugbe abla rabisi yani ucunu birlikte cagirdigimi dusundum??? hacceyi cutwfeeli ve bulutu (ne zamandie bulutla konusmuyoz ne alaka inan bilmiyorum) cagirdigimi dusundum esma ve zeynebi cagirdigimi dusundum sevde abla wasabi abla ve zeynep ablayi cagirdigimi dusundum nuru cagirdigimi ama gelmedigini dusundum iremi cagirdigimi ve ona lazanya yaptigimi dusundum bruh ve cok az konusmus olsakta yourhobitblabla-secondhepcokhakliya kisilerini cagirdigimi dusundum yani cidden bilincaltim neden bu kadae dolu ve burayi hayatima nr denli katmism inannnamiyorum

[henrenologist]

i fought to come home to you, okay?

[beeduoo]

originnssssss who remembers origins i Loved origins

[raiberryz]

Oish 🥺 Gouenji hablando bonito de Handa, soy fan, es que yo sabía que Gouenji tenía buenos gustos 😞❤️

[peaceeandcoolestvibes]

Sinceramente, es para reírse

JAJAJAJ fan de este tío y su entusiasmo 😂 no es por NADA, pero yo de vosotros estudiaría leyes por iniciativa propia, no os digo de estudiar derecho pero si, sería muy útil porque os la meten doblada por ahí y no os enteráis

Aparte siempre cuando sale un producto al mercado hay fases previas y luego está la fase postlanzamiento (pero esto en todo) la farmacovigilancia se la pasaron x el forro porque hay un % de efectos adversos al que puede llegar un producto para ser retirado del mercado, pues no. Aquí te las metían por el culo si las pedías 💚 yo me puse a mirar bases de datos (patentes + componentes químicos + efectos adversos en 2020 y OJOOOO quien es un ignorante es porque quiere, la información está disponible en todos los lados)

#OpinoLiteralmenteIgual #DaleCanario #TengoUnAmigoCanarioYSonLaPolla #TeQuieroNelsoooooon #FuePadreYMueroConSuAngelitoDeHija 🥹

#VirgosAreTheShit #MyMoonIsInVirgoAndItIsWhatItIs #Hermanooooooo

#EnFinVanAVolverAHacerLoMismo…SiCaeisOtraVezSiQueSoisProfundamenteSubnormales

#YSiempreDigoQueTomareXDecisionYExplicarPorque #EnElTrabajoEnClaseEnMiVidaPersonalY99%DeLasVecesTengoRazonYMeLaDan #🧠

#IgualQueAlgunosQueSeQuejanDeTumoresQueAparecenEnSusMascotas #CoñoSiBakunaisSinPararALosPerrosPuesNormalMeCagoEnVosotros #NoOsDaisCuenta

#TengoAmigasDesdeLos12YSonSuperListasPeroMachoNoCaigasMas

Nah, que es culpa de los gases que echan las vacas, la vdd que me cago en vosotros 😂

La última vez que miré el vaers habían 1 million y pico de efectos adversos………. Y esto fue en 2021/2022 💀 no tiene buena pinta eh

[mr-fortunate-97]

If you were given a new keyboard that doesn’t annoy? What would you do with it and would you decorate it with stickers?

(Genuine question ^w^ )

AHEAHEA EHA!! DE A R SCRUBSIBER!!!

IT WOU LD BE A BLEESSIN G!!!!!!!

I WOU LDE LIKE 2 DE COREATE IT, YES!!! M AYB E MAKE THOSE THOSE WHTHOSE CUSTOM KEYP ADS?? CAPS? WHA T RTHEY CCALLED?????

NEE D TO ASK YE LLOW!!!!

[mothinabottle]

Se debería hacer un discord en español para dol o una mini comunidad o... 👀

NO MAMES, SIIIII 😭🙏🙏

Tipo, soy bien timida y eso, pero igual le entraria ajsjaj

Se de algunos por aqui q son de latam, aunque no se si alguno tendra un server de disc sobre dol con gente hispanohablante

(Si tienen, pasen xfa. No creo q pueda vc, pero estaré webeando ahi jjjjjj)

[perfectpaperbluebirds]

Sicktember #28

Prompt: “I should have stayed home.”

Fandom/OCs: MCU (Sick Steve Rogers)

Words: 860

Sicknario inspo: "You ARE sick" from this post and this post.

Author’s comments/background: Read the label on this one I guess. Sick miserable Steve as requested with caregiver Bucky. Short and sweet as always. Nothing much to see here. 

CW: Emeto, v*mit. Not overly long or explicit, but definitely there. 

~~~***~~~

Steve was lying facedown on a bunk in the Quinjet when the rest of the team (except for Bruce, who was working on de-Hulking) entered, talking in low voices. Natasha went to him immediately, looking worriedly at the blood coating one side of his uniform as she shook his shoulder. He turned toward her, his face drawn and pale.

"Steve, are you okay? Did you call for a medevac?"

Steve shook his head. "I'm not dying. There's no emergency."

"Then why the hell did you pull out? We almost had them!" Tony shouted. "You almost cost us the fight!"

Steve winced. "I was a liability out there. I was barely functioning. I'm not… I'm not well at all…."

"Wait, was that spear that hit you poisoned or something?" Clint asked anxiously, joining Natasha at his side, probing the area to find the source of the blood, but Steve moved away, shaking his head.

"Think I'm coming down with something," he mumbled. "It started a while ago, even before we left. And I think my side is already healed. It's just the old blood now."

Natasha pressed a hand against his forehead, none-too gently, but pulled it back almost immediately. "Whew, you ARE sick! Jesus, I almost got a first degree burn from your skin."

"I thought you couldn't get sick!" Tony chimed in.

"So did I," Steve groaned. "I have no idea what's happening."

"Well we're not gonna figure it out in the middle of the jungle. Let's just get out of here. We can deal with it when we get home," Clint said. 

"Roger that," Tony said, going to the controls. "Soon as we find our big green friend."

"Are you sure you'll make it, Steve?" Natasha asked. "You look awful."

"I feel it, too," he agreed. "But I don't think I'm dying just yet. I can hold out a while longer."

~~~

Many hours later, Steve was again lying facedown, this time in bed in his suite in Avengers Tower. He heard JARVIS unlock his door and swing it open to admit Bucky, who had just returned from his own mission. Neither spoke at first as Bucky took in the bloody clothes on the floor and the supersoldier huddled on the bed under a mound of blankets. 

"How's it going, Stevie?" Bucky finally asked, sounding overly casual as he pulled up a chair to the side of the bed. 

"Not so great, Buck. I feel absolutely awful."

"It must be really bad if you're admitting it, especially to me. Did something happen to you on the mission or is it just that you're sick?"

"Nothing happened on the mission, but I might as well not have gone. I wasn't feeling great before we left and it only got worse. That's how I got stabbed--I was totally out of it and my reflexes were shot. The team handled it. But going didn't do me any favors. I should have stayed home."

Bucky leaned forward to press the back of his hand to Steve's cheek. "Classic Stevie with a raging fever, just like the old days," Bucky sighed. "At least you're not a 90 pound shrimp anymore. What did–?"

"Oh God," Steve interjected with a guttural groan. "Bucky…."

"Oh shit!" Bucky said, leaping up when he saw Steve's expression. "I've got it, hang on…."

He dashed to the bathroom and snagged the garbage basket then rushed back to Steve's side, holding the pail to his face just in time to catch the rush of sick that came spewing out of the younger man. The explosion was short-lived and, thanks to Bucky’s quick action, overall mess-free. It left both of them panting, though. Poor Steve fell back into the pillow with another groan, this time self-pitying and exuding abject misery while Bucky made his way back to the bathroom, holding the bin at arm’s length. 

“Whew, you ARE sick,” Bucky said, trying to take on a lighthearted tone as he washed out the can in the shower.  

“Nat sat the same thing,” Steve replied with, Bucky thought, a hint of a smile. 

“You’re the only person I’ve ever known who throws up from a high fever. Unless there’s something else going on that you’re not telling me,” Bucky said, glancing at the bloody clothes again as he reentered the main room. 

“No. Just the fever. I’d really hoped the serum had taken that lovely symptom away, but no such luck. It’s like adding insult to injury. And Medical says they don’t have anything I can take for it, either, as usual. I’ll just have to ride it out apparently.”

“And they have no idea why you’re sick? I thought that couldn’t happen to you anymore.”

“So did I. Another thing I thought I left back in the 1940’s. No, they have no idea. They just drew a bunch of blood to run tests, but none of them sounded hopeful that they'll find anything. Lucky me.”

“Lucky you,” Bucky chuckled, sitting back down at his friend’s side. “But you’ll make it through this just like every other sickness you’ve ever had. And I’ll be right here with you the whole time, just like always.”

“Really, Buck?” Steve said, a hopeful, innocent look crossing his face as he lifted his head slightly to look over.

“Really, Stevie. Cross my heart.”

The pair shared a tiny smile before Bucky helped Steve lie back down, covering him warmly.

[trobeds]

people acting like gay v bi mike is fuckin political with how seriously they take this shit💀 glad ur passionate about the show but!! respectfully stfu <3 this is a netflix show

[latinokaeya-moving]

just woke up but it’s too early so i’m gonna be falling back asleep. would like to say that i’m really feeling the post that’s like when someone rbs a post from u n leaves embarrassing tags rn. good lord

[frances-limon07]

Asumo la responsabilidad entonces

De lo bella y rica que estás

[cupcaketrickster]

{[ @bookofvesper continued from HERE ]}

Vesper gave a grateful smile as Jester moved into a more formal greeting. It was far nicer than being avoided, which some people did out of not knowing what to do around her. She would rather deal with a nervous young tiefling than someone reprimanding their child for not knowing who she was. It was being set apart in such a way that was tiresome. The older they were the more difficult it was. Vesper glanced to the window of the bakery. Vex didn’t spend much time doing any of the baking herself, even Tary only dropped in every few months from his adventures and recipes or spices from his travels. Pike did most of the work here of the original crew. Keyleth was rarely seen in Whitestone apart from Winter’s Crest. But she had people to look after as well. “I don’t think anyone is in today... But I could certainly arrange a meeting for you. Someone as talented as yourself must have recommendations or samples of your goods?” Vesper asked, expectantly. She was teasing the girl just a little, knowing full well someone who used ‘totally’ and ‘really’ so much was probably exaggerating her skills. But Vesper was sure Pike wouldn’t mind giving someone so interested in the bakery a little kitchen tour. “I didn’t catch your name, dear.”

the more that the woman, the lady, spoke and smiled, the more excited that jester got at the idea of baking and cooking and this new place that apparently had oh so many secrets that she has to discover, and oh too many more that she will have to pry into. though all of that, of course will come later. now, she had to get to know this lady and pry any and all that she could about this bakery and more.

" would you really do that? " of course, jester is trying to play into her skill, a skill which she may or may not have, having not truly been given the chance to bake with her hands. she needed to choose her words somewhat carefully, of course, though that was a difficult task as she felt like she was bubbling with excitement. jester did listen as the woman mentioned samples, though and had a quick excuse. " i am traveling really, really far by non-magical means so i have no samples, but i absolutely have recommendations and once i get into a kitchen and a place i can get some samples right away! "

her name, though... well that was a far more difficult thing. she couldn't use fiona fancypants. that wouldn't work on a lady. she would have to think of something far more creative and clever.

" genieve ester. but i go by g.ester a lot. like you know... a pen name." maybe it wasn't so smart to use her real name but well... she liked a little risk. she liked to be a little chaotic. it was a little clever too and she had to be admired for that. " it truly is a pleasure. i know so little about whitestone and i find myself so excited to learn more, be it about sweets or the town itself!"

[peaceeandcoolestvibes]

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[cozyships]

I have finally started. El.den ring.

[angeloftrumpets]

i always think my younger self would hate who i am but i think i would get along really well with my younger self

[luminni]

Konig, Ghost, and Soap cannot be quiet for the life of them when they're trying to fuck you. And I do mean trying very literally, they can't stay quiet long enough to actually get anything done.

"Jus' like tha' lovie," Ghost would start, trying to ease his tip into your opened mouth, stroking your cheek absentmindedly, "Thas' it."

"Aye! who tha' 'ell decided you was gettin' first dibs mate?" Soap would inevitably cut in, He was hard enough at this point to fuck just about any part of your body you let him get his hands on. But he had been dreaming of that hot mouth of yours for ages now.

Ghost's head whipped around to look his sergeant in the eyes, breaking the eye contact with you he had been relishing in, " 'cause 'm yer fuckin' superior thas' why." He responded, clearly trying to get back to the task at hand.

"If we are going off superiority, then I should really be the one to go first," Konig hummed, soothing a rough hand over your arched back now that he had finally wrestled his own boxers off. "Wouldn't you like that mein schatz?" He purred

"Ye feckin Germans always sticklers for the- WOAH! Jesus mate!" Soap interjected, finally laying eyes on the colonel's fully hard cock. "Ye going tae fuck er' with that thing?! You'll rip the poor lass in half!" Soap gaped, slightly impressed and slightly envious, Ghost was in the same boat.

"I don't think our süßes mädchen will mind, no?" Konig continued, slightly perturbed, brows knit together, "And I'm not ever German you imbecile," He spat out.

"Gotta agree -fuck- with Johnny on this one colonel," Ghost sighed, voice straining as he finally slid his tip past your lips, Soap whined in frustration. "Why don't ya let us stretch 'er out first eh?"

"Nein, nein," Konig huffed, "She's taken it so well the other times."

" 'scuse me?"

"She's wha?"

Jealous bastards.

And yes it was extremely hot to have 3 extremely attractive and muscular men all fighting over you like your weren't laid bare underneith them, but they could get carried away.

"Steamin' jesus hen, ye 'ave no idea how long 've been gantin tae give ye a proper fuckin' " Soap would growl, when he finally got to sink himself properly inside your tight cunt, "Been givin' me a right stauner every time I see ye' walk by, 'n lettin me give ye a diddy-ride like that? Fuck yer' jus' perfect"

"What was all of that nonsense?"

" 's dirt talk ye neanderthal! What? ye donae do tha' in Germany?"

"I'm not-"

"Mate, usually ya' want ta' talk dirty to a bird in a language they fuckin' understand no? Like english?" Ghost commented, the hint of a smile at the corners of his lips.

"Tha' wa- shit lass ye grippin' on tae me now- i-it was english!" Johnny whined.

"No it fuckin' wasn't mate, bloody 'ell is a 'diddy-ride'?"

" 's what I did earlier!"

"Ye mean a tit-wank ya tadger?"

"Fuckin' w-whatever."

"Is it possible for either of you to be quite for even just a moment?" Konig interrupted

"oye 'yer one to talk," Ghost scoffed, "Whinin' an' whimprin' like a fuckin teenager when you were in 'er."

Johnny let out a laugh that turned into a pitchy moan and Konig just scoffed, rolling his eyes and focussing his attention back on you.