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scrollonso · 9 days
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seeing a lot of nando fans on tiktok go insane over his "past few races" (literally 1 race and quali today.) and getting mad at how aston "treats him"
i think this is so funny because fernando has made it clear that he loves aston and has so much faith in them
aston martin first joined f2 in 1959 then left a year later.
during the '59-60 seasons aston scored ZERO POINTS
they came back to f1 61 years later. (thanks lawrence, ily king)
aston has had 9 podiums, scored 456 points, and had 2 fastest laps.
fernando has given them 8 podiums, more than half of their points, and both fastest laps.
fernando has said his contract with aston is the longest one he's ever signed.
if he didnt like how he was being treated, the results of the races, or anything major about the team HE WOULDN'T HAVE SIGNED THE CONTRACT!
fernando scored points for 9 gps in a row, he finished 19th in imola because his car was literally damaged before the race... LMAO
nando loves being in tiffany green!! tiffany green loves him! and so does his canadian twink!
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gatheredfates · 2 months
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17. — audience (Elandervier)
ONE WORD WRITING PROMPTS. Funnily enough, I was playing with a concept similar to this that hasn't amounted (yet). Consider this a prelude of sorts if I end up writing it. CONTENT WARNINGS. This fic deals with mature themes including, but not limited to: pregnancy, childbirth, mentions of abortion and women's bodily autonomy, misogyny and my personal interpretation of a woman's place in Ishgardian high-society. Please do not read if any of these are personal triggers. I have done my due diligence to warn ahead of time.
i'm glad i met the devil because he showed me i was weak, and a little piece of him is in a little piece of me.
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The rage of the girl banged on the bones of the woman, all bared teeth and frothing anger. She knew her well, this outraged daughter — kicking, screaming, wailing in her hysteria, ungovernable and unknowable.
Unsightly. Unbecoming. Fifteen years on and her mother's words were ever the knife she dug into her breastbone as if to sever a rib and deliver it to the daughter. 'Yes, we are ugly. Bide your time,' it said, 'There will be deliverance soon, be still. These lessons will be useful to us.'
"I didn't know where else to go."
Elandervier didn't like that she recognised the girl's name — that she watched stony-faced and set-gazed her deliverance onto the marital bed, the third daughter in a line of women and still-born sons. The babe was passed haphazardly to her, a hiss to bathe and swaddle while the lord of the house screamed and tore down the nearby torchères like he intended to deliver them to the Hells himself. "The gods themselves fuck with me!" He declared while his wife cried and consoled him from his bed, "Of the duties you perform, you give me useless fucking women!"
This useless woman was a pragmatic woman for making it this far. The bobbin lace on her cuffs were bare and browned now, hanging by single threads in some places, but it did not waste in the snow gnawed at by the wolves. She was thin but not emaciated, the vigour in her gaze undercut only by the hand that pressed to the swell of her belly, and she looked to the witch with her mother's brown eyes — the very same which plucked her from her arms all those years ago, soothing her that she would be loved.
She would be safe.
The first lie in a thread woven by Ishgardian society, another falsehood added to the tapestry of violation — white, in that it was pure and born from a fervent wish — but would not stay when the blood was doused over the frame.
The lordlings were never pragmatic. When their sons were killed by fire, famine and fatigue they fought over the scraps of their lineage like carrion birds — all to the machine. But never their daughters. A daughter who fought was a daughter of the Brume, she lived and died destitute, but their daughters? Pretty girls waged wars on their wombs and the hearth of their houses; they were too empathic, too gentlehearted, too emotionally intelligent for the field. Ratatoskr was but a woman killed by men for seeing through the propaganda.
Control the womb, control the war.
"Whose?" Elandervier did not bother with a proper introduction, ink-dyed fingers gesturing to the pregnancy. The girl looked down and pet her skin so tenderly, even as her voice warbled with her rage.
"My lord husband's," bitterly replied, "That I should give him the pleasure."
The girl in her bones banged painfully on the filaments. That this should be what she was known for; devourer of children, the witch in the dark, the last bastion for desperate women choosing between three kinds of death; the man, the tundra or the severing of the soul. El sighed and rose to her feet, sliding a knife free from the belt on her waist as she stepped towards the girl. When she recoiled the witch shook her head and gestured for her to open her palms.
"You have choice to make," she said, settling the blade on her skin, "A sacrifice must be made."
Six months later two lords lay dead in their beds — eviscerated at the abdomen, disembowelled as if something was trying to tear it away. 'What a travesty!' the gentry declared, looking at the hysterical girl, 'That she should be delivered from the wilds by Halone's grace mere weeks after their death! What savagery, what witchcraft!'
The void knew its kin better than most: the all-consuming hunger, the revel in wild panic. Imbued in an animal and fed the blood of the babe, parricide was a indulgent taboo that fed its aether and stole their souls for the witch.
A little boy was discovered on the doorstep of a peasant house desperate for a child. After the war, they were funded by a wealthy noblewoman who kept her distance, wishing only the best for the babe. In her home, the skull of a wolf bared teeth over her fireplace where she told stories of how she fended off the wilds with naught but a knife.
One soul distilled into raw aether, given to a 'useless' girl to help her survive. The other Elandervier fed to Gobnip.
After all, she told the girl inside her bones, these lessons were useful to us.
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filmbyjy · 6 months
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I need to address this because it’s really just…yeah no (and there are other enha writers on here who already addressed it)
kindly block me if you wanna send me some suggestive/plain out smut stuff about ni-ki into my asks because I will not hesitate to call you out😊 doesn’t matter if it’s a headcannon/imagine or whatever. this includes making out with ni-ki bc that is borderline suggestive. kissing can mean fluff like cute little pecks but makeout? no
I already feel weird writing for jungwon and sunoo when it comes to even close to suggestive💀 hence, I never write it. I know some people don’t mind writing it but for me to write something so…idk about someone who is 1 year or even 2-3 years younger than me is just-
I just can’t bring myself to do it.
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suburbanlegnd · 5 months
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Sometimes I can't believe that some people think christmas is the best and most joyous time of the year. The way they automatically almost loathe others for not celebrating it is so ridiculous. I don't celebrate any holidays, like at all. I've been struggling with christmas for many years, it makes me feel depressed, overwhelmed and only reminds me of childhood trauma.
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thelastlightningbug · 2 years
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when someone tells me they hate climbing slab:
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al-ghvl · 2 years
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personally, it’s a crime that we barely have any greg and lucy works
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myoddessy · 2 years
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DISTANCE, TIMING, BREAKDOWN, FIGHTING SILENCE, THE TRAIN RUNS OFF ITS TRACKS. KISS ME, TRY TO FIX IT, COULD YOU JUST TRY TO LISTEN? HANG UP, GIVE UP AND FOR THE LIFE OF US WE CAN GET BACK.
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lightskept · 2 years
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you know i don't think joyce ever really says anything official to will, jon, and jane about her and hop — i think he just keeps coming around, stays a bit longer than the kids are used to, save for previous circumstances. staying longer becomes staying, always. it becomes movie nights on the couch, cuddled together in moments of peace that joyce thought she'd never see again. it becomes breakfasts — real ones, all seated together because joyce won't let hop skip a single meal and grates extra cheese onto his scrambled eggs, and hop won't let joyce trade in toast and jam for cigarettes and coffee. it's holding each other in the night because when the terrors come — and they do — each other's touch is where they find solace and comfort and remembrance that they are alive and they are here, together.
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arishemmo · 1 year
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luke hemmings.
:)
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ode-to-spring · 2 years
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SPOILERS FOR THE SUMERU PROMOTIONAL VID IF YOU DONT WANT TO SEE ME YELL ABOUT POTENTIAL LORE AVERT YOUR EYES.
"in the end, im just the moon. the real sun is long gone." SHES TALKING ABOUT HOW WHO SHE (OR MAYBE EVEN THE PEOPLE OF SUMERU) DEEMS AS THEIR REAL ARCHON WAS THE GREATER LORD, THE ONE THAT CAME BEFORE HER. SHE SEES HERSELF AS MERELY A SHADOW OR A REPLACEMENT FOR WHO THEY ONCE WERE BEFORE THEIR UNTIMELY DEATH. LIKE THE MOON ONLY REFLECTS THE SHINE OF THE SUN, AND DOES NOT PRODUCE THEIR OWN, NAHIDA BELIEVES THAT ALL SHE INHERITED WAS THE TITLE OF "DENDRO ARCHON." IN THE END SHE IS STILL THE "LESSER LORD." SHE CANT FILL THE GAP THAT THE EX DENDRO ARCHON LEFT WHEN THEY DIED
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orgasming-caterpillar · 7 months
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"fuck it we ball" is for stress about the future "it is what it is" is for stress about the past and "this too shall pass" is for stress about the present thank you for coming to my TED talk
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the-phantom-peach · 10 months
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🗣️ huh?? what do you mean I haven’t posted any Link signing propaganda yet??
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hattersarts · 9 months
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im already at the south downs cottage guys, catch up
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thinkingabout-girls · 2 months
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rating these laios hugs out of 10 cause they are quite possibly the funniest things i have ever seen
(please note this is not based on laios’s efforts it’s just rating the overall hug)
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senshi hug: 10/10. that’s a solid hug right there. bit awkward with the height difference but they made it work
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chilchuck hug: 5/10. i’ve been laughing at this for 10 minutes. an effort was made. points have been awarded for an obvious attempt at making chilchuck more comfortable but still is still the awkwardest hug i’ve ever seen. it is painfully obvious that laios once attempted to crouch down to hug chilchuck and received a kick to the nuts and was cursed out for 20 minutes, and has adapted to this so that chilchuck doesn’t kill laios or himself
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marcille hug: 8/10. this is the way i hug my relatives that i don’t see very often at family events but it’s still a solid hug
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shuro hug: 2/10. this is a great hug but points have been deducted because shuro is a bastard man
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falin hug: 1000/10. THAT is a hug and it’s a damn good one. very obvious sibling love right there we love to see it
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kabru hug: ???/10. what the fuck is this. what’s with the christian side hug. why are you gently holding his tit what’s wrong with you
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tims-missing-spleen · 2 months
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(I like to think that) Lex Luthor gets clowned on by literally everyone, and Bruce is the absolute worst.
Like he'll attend an event and a literal millisecond later, Bruce will roll up and steal all the attention. And when they're inside, him or one of his crazy "children" will "accidentally" spill very red wine all over his expensive ass suit.
And what can Lex even do?
Last time he retaliated and mildly shoved Bruce, the man very dramatically flung himself across the room and fell straight into a table. He hadn't even gotten hurt- not a single bruise or cut- but that drama queen didn't appear in public for an entire month after the incident. The backlash Lex had gotten was so not worth it.
And it doesn't stop there. His kids join in on the "fun" and bully him too.
Tim permanently bans him from all the platforms owned by Wayne enterprisese, which is like borderline illegal, so Lex sues and somehow always loses.
Jason Duke and Steph team up and make it a game to throw things on his head without him realising. And when Luthor catches one of them, he can't even shout at them or whatnot cause hes actually scared shitless. Jason, the absolute tank of a man, just grins at him while placing his hands on the very noticeable gun at his hip. Duke and Steph stand on either side of him, gripping literal knives in their hands.
Damian just outright walks up to him and begins insulting him in a couple of different languages. He always gives Lex a final disgusted look before turning and walking off.
Dick might seem the sweetest, approaching him while smiling in that nice way of his. He's the worst, though, cause he always makes sure to bring a few reporters with him before he innocently starts outing Lex's latest evil scheme in front of the audience. He makes sure to bring solid evidence of the nefarious plans, but right at the end, he goes, "idk I could be wrong," before shrugging and walling off.
Cassandra doesn't do much, but she's definitely the scariest. Whenever Lex has had enough and is about to call a hit on Bruce, she appears out of nowhere, stares straight at him, and just shakes her head while saying, "No. Regret"
Basically, Lex Luthor, public enemy #1, gets (justifiably) bullied by the entirety of the human population (honestly, only the Waynes).
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wow-its-me · 3 months
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THEY SAY SHES SHOULD BEVER USE NOBLE-TEMPLE BECAUSE IT SOUNDS WEIRD
SO
TEMPLE-NOBLE
TEMPLE FROM THE LATIN ROOT TEMP MEANING TIME
NOBLE MEANING A PERSON BORN INTO HIGH SOCIAL OR POLITICAL RANK, INCLUDING NOBLEMAN WHO ARE SOMETIMES REFERRED TO AS LORDS
TEMPLE-NOBLE
TIME-LORD
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