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otherthingsinhead:

Baby feeding practice. He is doing a pretty good job judging from his face.

Source: https://instagram.com/p/BiRCRAUn220/

#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]

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otherthingsinhead:

Nice shirt! He looks good in/behind/under it.

#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]

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bamonbrigade1:

asoiaf meme: [3/7] minor characters - Prince Oberyn Martell

“Oberyn was ever the viper. Deadly, dangerous, unpredictable. No man dared tread on him.”

#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]

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tmh-gloucester:

unbowed unbent unbroken / red viper

#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫ��ᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]

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curiouswildi:

Pedro Pascal and Oscar Isaac at Hawaii (2018) (via instagram @1gracerowe)

#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ] #[ //ft. Finnick~ ]

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#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]

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#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]

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#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]

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songsoffury:

She returned the impish look he’d given her when he stated that also had no complaints about their situation.  “Oh Hayden, you always know just the words to say to make me swoon.” She said with a touch of sarcasm, after all he did imply that she was a handful which was something he didn’t have room to speak on. 

Humming with laughter she gave him a look of faux surprise. “What?”  Brows rose at him ad she looked around the diner. “I was clearly talking about your passionate and fiery nature that makes you the best lawyer I’ve ever seen–the most sensational lover too if I’m being honest.”  She took another sip of her tea. “Besides…you never complained about my big mouth before, and half the fun is the risk of getting caught, right?”

“Mmhm,” Hayden sounded skeptical, taking a swig of his coffee. “Sure.” While they may have been joking about it now, his worries were not unfounded. If anyone besides Margaery, Parker, and Pierce knew of his “abilities,” no amount of connections could ensure that he would avoid a one-way trip to the NMMES. “I will agree with the ‘sensational lover’ part, though. That much is accurate.” His grin widened as she continued, though it was hidden behind his coffee mug. “Well I normally like when that big mouth is being used for good, not evil. But, I’ll give you that,” he said, holding out his cup for her to toast him. 

Despite his fears, however, he knew Mags was smarter than that. She’d never risk his safety like that. “Just a couple’a risk takers, you and I.”

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#💀 || ᴍᴀɢs [ sᴏɴɢsᴏғғᴜʀʏ. ]

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#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]

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#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]

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foxyfitzgerald:

“Considering I’d probably curl up in a little ball if I had to try argue in front of people, I think it’s pretty brave. There’s all kinds of bravery, right?” She was trying to be brave, in her own soft way. Collecting the evidence of Lionheart’s wrongdoing, that had to be brave. She just wasn’t very good at it, and if the day ever came to take the next step and use that evidence, she didn’t know if she could do it. 

She laughed a little as he joked about his family. Her world had always been so small, for all its happiness, and that world had been shattered. Maybe it would have been easier to cope if she’d had a sibling to lean on, but then, she might have lost them too. “I work for Lionheart Tech. We are actually looking for a new law firm. If you deal with corporate law, I’d love to have your card.” It wasn’t strictly true, but Marian liked to have information at the ready for any eventuality. It was what made her such a good secretary. “I work for John Lionheart himself, actually.” Few people outside the business knew that Lucian was the true brains behind the business. 

"Yeah, I guess,” Hayden said with a little laugh. “Just gotta be careful that bravery doesn’t lapse into stupidity. It’s a real fine line,” he added wryly. 

Hayden’s brows rose up in surprise, however, and it seemed like a light had turned on in his head. “No shit, Lionheart Tech’s lookin’ for representation?” Now that would be one hell of a client for him to land. It was one of the biggest companies in the city, which meant it had money to burn. “Well, ah, I deal in all kinds of things,” he murmured, his smile ratcheting up as he reached into his suit. “If your boss is hiring, then I’d be stupid not to give it a shot.” With that, he produced a business card between his fingers, holding it out to her. “But as his secretary, you’re the one I should be talking to anyway.” Like most cases he worked for, the bigger the company, the likelier it was that the employees at the bottom of the heap had all the good information.

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songsoffury:

“It’s still there somewhere. You just got swept up in the tide, but that doesn’t mean things can’t change.” she reminded him. He knew she would help him with anything and everything that he needed her to. 

She hummed with amusement  at his statement. “I didn’t realize what I was getting myself into with you, no. –But I’m also not complaining.” She was glad to see that the promise of more food was able to bring his mood around, she was very thankful for it too. They were meeting with important clients today and she didn’t want him to be in too much of a sour mood for it. They’d lost a few clients to Ali because of that in the past and she was intent on preventing it from happening again.  “Oh stop it.” She waved a hand at him dismissively. “Your heart is not dead. Nor is any other part of you. It’s impossible when you have such a fire inside of you.” She added before sipping on her iced tea.

Hayden gave her an impish look—a sort of ‘that’s a relief’ expression—when she admitted to having no complaints about the two of them winding up together. Hers had been a messy divorce case, and he’d never had any intention of winding up with her after things were over. He figured that, after what she’d been through, another marriage with a hot-head like him would’ve been the last thing on her mind. “Yeah, same here. You’re a real handful, Mags. But I ain’t about to start complaining either.”

He had just brought his coffee up to his lips when she spoke again. Hayden’s eyes flashed to her as he choked slightly, then put his cup down and lowered his voice. “Now who’s the one with the big mouth?” he hissed under his breath. And while there was an air of secrecy to his voice, he was also smiling faintly at her. “You tryin’ to get us in trouble?”

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#💀 || ᴍᴀɢs [ sᴏɴɢsᴏғғᴜʀʏ. ]

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#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]

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songsoffury:

Margaery laughed under her breath as she watched him sulk into his pancakes. He really did act like a child sometimes, which is what occasionally amused her that he was such a serious lawyer.  “I know you hate when I do this, but you know I only do it because I’m looking out for you.” 

 “It doesn’t have to be like that, Hayden. You know it doesn’t.  Things weren’t always that way.” Certainly now when she’d taken a chance on his law firm to take care of her divorce.  As he continued to  pout as he spoke on the state of their business she sighed. Her husband had a very fragile ego and she had just wounded it.  If she didn’t fix it now she’d have to listen to him whine all day. “Oh, I don’t know about that.” She started as she slid her left hand across the table. “I once  came to you to help me with my divorce and now look at me.  Law was never a field in which I saw my future and you managed to convince me to travel this path with you and  you  managed convince me that  you’re the only person I’ll ever need romantically for the rest of my life.  That’s something, isn’t it?”  Out of the corner of her eye she saw their waitress about to cross paths with their table and rose her hand to flag her down. “Yes, could my husband  please get another stack of pancakes and a milkshake?” She asked an looked over at him with a curious expression. “What kind did you say you wanted, darling?”

Hayden nodded quietly, one of the rare times he had his mouth shut long enough to hear what she was saying before trying to come up with a witty retort. “Yeah. I know.” He paused before looking up at her with a resigned expression. “I wouldn’t have put you in charge of half the firm otherwise.”

His eyes caught the glint of her ring as she moved her hand, and Hayden studied it for a moment before returning his gaze to her. “No, they weren’t. But...sometimes ya gotta adapt to the circumstances. You’re lucky you got to me when I still had a conscience,” he added wryly, a lopsided smirk appearing on his lips. And he was lucky enough to have someone by his side who kept his head on straight. It wasn’t an easy road to this point, but it was a hell of a lot better than it used to be for both of them. “Guess I’m a better lawyer than you realized, huh Mags?” he said with another crooked smile, reaching up to curl his finger under her chin a little more affectionately than earlier. His gaze swiveled to the waitress when Margaery waved her down, though, and he glanced back at his wife after her request. With a widening grin he turned back to the waitress and gave her his most charming look as he folded his arms on the table. “Chocolate milkshake, darlin’. If ya don’t mind.” He winked before looking back to Margaery. “You do know the way to my cold, dead heart, babe.”

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songsoffury:

“Don’t call me that–and do you hear yourself right now? You’re talking to me the way you would talk to a client that you need to butter up.”  An exasperated sigh escaped her and she rolled her eyes as he continued to defend his actions. “That’s not true. Not all of our clients are accused of things. What about the Ratigan file? Or the prenup we just revised with Ms. Stanwyck …or the number of divorces we’ve overseen? We owe a lot to files like that and we won’t get any more of them  if  that’s how people learn to associate us with.” 

Margaery propped her chin on her fist. “I am actually, thank you. Considering that it’s your name that will get tarnished by the lack of discretion I would hope that you’re happy too.” 

Hayden held up his hands in mock surrender. “Jesus,” he laughed, raising his brows in surprise at her. “Easy, Mags. I was just jokin’ around. I know for a fact that you are impossible to butter up the way I do with clients. So trying would be pointless.” He knew they were both too stubborn to back down. Despite her having a good reason, the man simply sighed and started poking at his pancake stack like a petulant child. “Yeah alright. Fine. You made your point.” He gave her a look before tucking back into his breakfast. “I’ll keep my trap shut from here on out.” Except, of course, to shovel more pancakes into it as he held her gaze. Maybe he didn’t want more cases like those anyways. Maybe having a reputation as a lawyer for assholes wasn’t what he wanted in the slightest. But it was what he was stuck with after all these years, so what could he do about it other than roll with it?

Hayden scoffed lightly, shaking his head at her. “Like it ain’t already? Please.” He shifted on his seat slightly. “The only thing keeping us afloat right now is the fact that rich bastards have us on retainer and that I’m charming enough to convince anyone of anything. ‘Cept you, apparently,” he added wryly at her. Not so much a bad thing, since Margaery kept him from losing his cool most of the time. “Otherwise we would be dead in the water in a city like this.”

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#💀 || ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕆’ 𝕄𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕒 [ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ] #💀 || [ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ]