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Patton: it’s April First!
Logan: no it isn’t
Patton: oh, I thought it was
Logan: April Fools
Logan: did I do that right?
Virgil: that was perfect, Lo
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petit-papillion · 3 months
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"Charles Leclerc ran a lot and tried some nice gestures, but in vain!"
This truly sums up all of Charles's football efforts.
Fight AIDS Cup | 22 January 2024
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nobodyfamousposts · 1 year
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Coffeeholics Anonymous: Of Half-Asleep Ramblings and Hallmark Movies
Now including new member: Danny Fenton!
Tim: And she just...she just leaves him! He’s caring! He's rich! He's handsome! He was building a life with her! He took a midnight flight to the middle of ASS NOWHERE just to find her because she disappeared and stopped responding to him—which any sane person would find concerning! Usually to call the cops over rather than to go there himself, but still, that only shows his dedication!
Marinette: Honestly, it's something I would do.
Danny: It's the best way to be sure.
Donnie: The best legal way...
Tim: And-and he shows up and finds her and after all his concern and efforts to help build a good life for the two of them—nope! Sorry, buddy, she was cheating on you with her ex she only JUST got in contact with in all of a week! And she's just gonna upend her life to get back with him while completely ignoring all the reasons their relationship failed the last time! Because "magic of Christmas" apparently fixes all problems! And excuses cheating on your fiancé!
Danny: F-ing Christmas.
Marinette: (Nods) The season of trouble.
Donnie: Preach!
Tim: So then, after finding out his girlfriend was cheating on him—while using his money and making him fear for her safety—despite being COMPLETELY justified in going OFF, the now Ex Fiancé just bows out! Like somehow HE'S the bad guy in the situation! Because who is he to stand in the way of the "magic of Christmas"?
Danny: Clearly the unsung hero!
Marinette: Let the man go off! He's earned it!
Donnie: I've had to block that channel at home for this exact reason. But don't tell Mikey.
(Shift over to see Mikey is present in the group, dressed as Doctor Feelings.)
Mikey: (Eye twitching) That's very good to know. But guys, this group is was set up here to talk about your real problem.
Group: ...
Mikey: Remember?
Group: ...
Mikey: The reason we're all here?
Group: ...
Mikey: The problem that unites you?
Danny: Christmas?
Mikey: No.
Tim: Horrible Hallmark Movies?
Mikey: No.
Donnie: People trying to drag us from our comfort zones to force us into barbaric conditions. Like lack of electricity? Or coffee?
Mikey: No!
Marinette: Bad writing dictating problematic events of our lives?
Group: (Murmurs and nods in agreement)
Mikey: NO! This group is about your addiction to coffee!
(A long pause.)
Marinette: ...can the magic of Christmas get us coffee?
Mikey: NO!
Marinette: Then truly Hallmark Movies have failed us in every way possible.
Mikey: Would you all please stay focused?
Danny: Maybe we could focus if somebody let us have COFFEE!
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vulnonapix1234 · 1 year
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I want to think that Damian would guard his siblings' rooms when they are sick.
Like, he will sit in front of the door with his katana drawn and ready to strike their enemies down.
Except for Tim. He is actually inside Tim's room on top of a wardrobe with every possible weapon.
(It's because of the whole spleen situation and cause he really wants to try)
(Tim thought he was his sleep paralyze demon)
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blood-orange-juice · 2 months
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This, among other things, explains our boy's weird monologues in Labyrinth Warriors.
He recites the ideals of his martial tradition, beliefs he learned and decided to follow, not something he came up with himself.
Also what he says sounds incredibly similar to the Korean version of the trope, and I wonder if trope savvy players were supposed to recognise that.
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nadiawritessomething · 9 months
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Okay, but Miles 42 can cook.
While Miles 1610 burns down the kitchen trying to make a toast
In the toaster.
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sincerely-nines · 6 months
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jimmy better not be first out this season given he has experience from taking quests from the watchers
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As someone who wakes up spooning her blankest I'm curious what would HW Aemond do if Lady Tully was like that? Let's say they sleep with pillows in between but somehow she managed to throw them or roll over them and now Aemond is the little spoon. I think he would hold it over Lady Tully's head in a 'you love me too' way but then again he doesn't talk much and everytime he talks he says wrong things so...
How We Can Fit
Pairing: THW!Aemond x Reader;
Warnings: surprisingly... none? Some usage of strong language, but that should be all
Author's Note: Okay, I was planning to reply to this in my usual 3-4 sentences answer. BUT my mind kept thinking about this while in class, so have this sort of one-shot headcanon piece (?) that could have plausably happened in the "Harshest Winters" universe!
I did this while on the 30min ride back home, so don't really consider this a full on fanfic? More like a little snippet into what could have been idk :"))
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Sometimes he wishes he got to you first. What would have been then?
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And so cruel morning arrives, stirring Aemond awake, as would a mother’s gentle hand. Golden threads of daybreak light thread themselves into his silver hair, falling like a hailing echo down her calming face, giving her the image of naught else but a flaming Goddess.
His eye widens at the proximity between them. His right hand twitches in alienated bliss. Almost immediately, he stops his movements – his breathing – all in the hopes of not waking her up.
He trails his stare over her lips, slightly parted in their merry sleep, and over her plump cheeks, marred slightly red by the blissfulness of her dreaming.
His heart is hammering out of his chest, for he can feel her limbs entangled with his, holding him closer yet to her heaving form.
For but a moment, the calls of blasphemy and duty pull him away from the glorious sight before him. It was past dawn, and he had a war to win.
Still his heart broke upon thinking of leaving her unintentional embrace.
Perhaps he could stay in bed some more.
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Two, mayhaps three hours passed.
In her tender slumber, the girl’s hands remained snaked around the Targaryen’s lean chest. Her chin was plopped above his head, leaving a very conflicted Aemond to wrestle underneath her bosom, and hold her gently by the nape of her neck, and small of her back.
A low purr almost escaped his lips, as her tiny heartbeats reached his contempted ears.
But all good things must come to an end. And his perfect morning stopped abruptly, as his Lady took in a deep breath, and slowly tried to rouse from their entangled sheets.
“Mmm…” She sighed into the warm pillows, “... Jace?”
All his blood that had gone to his crotch, now left for his ears. Aemond pursed his lips tightly in response to her sleepy question, and only drove his head further into her neck. If he closed his eye fast enough, then maybe…
A near-horrified shriek parted from her downturned mouth, and the woman made haste to rise from her resting place, peeling her warm body off of Aemond’s.
This had not been the right approach, she chastised herself relentlessly, whilst biting on her lower lip. If he wasn't already awake before her, he most certainly was now.
Her cheeks were set ablaze, both embarrassed and offended, as she noticed the separating wall she’d made between them… discarded away, on the Prince’s half of the wide bed.
“I know you’re awake, you know.” The woman hushed to the Targaryen, while crossing her arms over her aching chest. “Pretending to be asleep is beneath you.”
“As were you, My Lady, whilst coddled up to me.” The older man mused to himself, and whistled lowly, while his voice oozed out with confidence – although his lilac orb had strayed away, glimmering with a look akin to a growing discomfort.
Uncertainty.
“Should I assume your desperation to blossom from feeling cold at night? … Or, on the contrary, for feeling too hot near me?” A taciturn smirk pulled at his lips. “I should be very happy to help relieve you. With either affliction of the two.”
The Lady’s face turned sour, and her nose scrunched up at his advances. “I should find myself in ample heat, Prince Aemond, thank you. Do not worry yourself to touch me further.”
Familiar anger swirled dangerously inside his purple hue, and the Prince Protector of the Realm took a deep breath to soothe his nerves.
“Ungrateful wench.” He hissed through his gritted teeth. “You act like a bitch in heat, trying to seduce me, and then you pull away?”
Her mouth slouched open at his cutting words. “Excuse you?” She almost spat out in a low churl, “As if it wasn’t you who removed our barrier sometime along the night.” His irking remarks had brushed off any reminders of her mellow sleep. “Honour me by answering this, my Prince – between the two of us, who’s acting more like the bitch in heat?”
(Y/N) didn’t think Aemond was capable of blushing – but as she gave him a haughty glare, one that he couldn’t look away from, his face turned of a violent hue.
She had a point. He had removed the pillows that kept his body away from her, and did encourage her movements throughout his sleepless night.
Wordlessly, he scowled, starting to regret sleeping in with her.
“Do not flatter yourself, My Lady. You are no better than any maid I can find at any brothel.” His body burned with shame at his own words, and yet he couldn’t stop the flow that followed. “Hmm, but dare I even compare you to one?” His mouth contorted to a painful scowl, “At least there I should be able to rise up their skirts and see what’s underneath. Go as far as to pay two silvers for a real maiden, too.”
Long and hard had he awaited her next reply, but to no avail. After a quick quirk of her brow, the woman had turned around, getting off the bed and gathering the pillows from the cold floor.
“You won’t say anything? Do you care so little for your honour?”
“I care not what you think of it. And I certainly have no reason to prove myself to you.”
“Aeveris ābra.” He growled at her lack of interest. “Skoro syt līs ao qrimbrōzagon issa sīr?”
Still fuming with dissatisfaction, the young Prince slid out of the bed and began putting on his leather pants. His ire had reached peaks of no return, but he would be damned if he ever tormented the girl further.
His words had done nothing to aid him. His countenance, even less. There was no point in him staying in her presence any longer.
As he put on the last reminder of his clothes, the King Regent of the Seven Kingdoms made four wide steps towards the big, oak doors.
“I shall return later. We’ll dine together, as we do every night.”
Her silent treatment broke him from the inside out. He would apologize to her, when the time was right.
The ridiculous thought put an end to his automatic movements.
… Since when does he feel the need to do that?
Since he dared to love her, came his bitter reply.
His hand reached for the door, but her voice rang out through the wide chamber.
“Nyke dōmrī daor naejot naevlor iksum. Olvie less ao.”
Hearing her proud and crystal words, Aemond allowed a stilling smile to grace his lips.
"Nyke ȳdra daor jaelagon naejot naviras ao. Dōrī ao." He corrected her as he stepped away.
"Fret not, there is plenty of time for me to teach you."
… If only he’d gotten to her first.
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Translations:
“Aeveris ābra.” = Vile woman.
“Skoro syt līs ao qrimbrōzagon issa sīr?” = Why must you curse me so?
“Nyke dōmrī daor naejot naevlor iksum. Olvie less ao.” = (in a VERY broken High Valyrian) I never meant to tempt anyone. Much less you.
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Yeah, Aemond is kinda dumb when it comes to romance <3
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hermesmyplatonicbeloved/736291374126743552/ive-seen-a-lot-of-hermes-lin-manuel-miranda?source=share
I just think Lin-Manuel needs to stay away from Disney and challenge himself as an actor, therefore, I am disappointed in him for being in a Disney+ show. Like.. come on, man. You can do better than this! This show is a huge downgrade from Lee Scoresby! He definitely has the range and talent for complicated, in-depth character kind of roles! Also, being a theater kid at heart, I can see him being versatile with his physical appearance and want to use SFX makeup. I want him to be versatile with his roles too - let's see him be a cold-hearted psychopath in a thriller film and then a heartthrob doctor in another, for example. RANGE. He can do it, I know, and it'll certainly surprise everyone, especially his (die-hard) fans. I don't know if you're a fan of him or even care, but I just felt like sharing this.
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Do not interact if you don't like pjo Hermes or think he's a horrible father. Keep scrolling. I'm neutral about Lin Manuel. I haven't followed his career; I've only seen a few episodes of his character in dark artifacts.
Okay so the thing is. Hermes is actually a really complicated character. He loves his son, Luke. He also believes that his fate - everyone's fate is set in stone, and nothing he does (as a father or even as a god) can change anyone's fate, especially his son.
But despite this, Hermes is so sorrowful at the fact that his son is going to die in pain that he still tries to bring Luke back to him via Percy and Annabeth. He watches Luke, nearly constantly/as much as he can even when Luke turns enemy. Out of pain/sorrow; he still continue to fight for Luke despite the fact that Hermes himself acknowledges that he's just making it worse. (Yes, I am calling Hermes a hypocrite - please know I say it with love; he's still my fav character).
On top of that, Hermes doesn't have the same kind of power Poseidon and Hades have, so he can't outright break Zeus's laws without ending up punished like Dionysus. Of course there's the other option - If Hermes loves Luke so much why doesn't he switch sides, join Luke against Olympus? Hermes 1. knows Olympus is going to win, 2. has self preservation (Zeus would punish him harshly if he switched sides) and 3. that would take away from Luke's redemption point: dying to do the right thing aka. dying a hero.
So yeah. Hermes has a lot of emotional turmoil going on. Nearly all of it is angst and love and tragedy. He has the depth. Imo playing Hermes is a worthy role. And with so few scenes, I feel like Lin has his work cut out for him. I'm just worried about Rick fucking up the interpretation of Hermes he established in the original series.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts!! All the Lin hate was getting to me and I'm not even a Lin fan - I can't imagine what it's been like for you. And Lin can definitely explore those other roles/genres - Hermes is probably going to be in only 1-2 episodes per season, and on top of that only appearing for a few minutes at a time. Like this is probably barely a part time job for him. He's not doing this full time. It's a lil fun side piece.
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flock-talk · 4 months
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Getting comforted after combating the only natural enemy of a Toto bird, Gravity
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allagogtoreblog · 1 year
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While trying to console an upset Robin.
Y/N: Oh honey, don't let people like that ruin your day.
Eddie: Exactly. It's your day, so ruin it yourself.
Y/N: (Sighs) Babe... You really need to work on your idea of helpful advice.
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milfmaidmcgee · 11 months
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when mondo and taka have kids taka cooks them a lot of healthy meals, making sure they have all of their vitamins obvi. mondo takes over while takas on a business trip and after a few nights caves and just makes mac and cheese, prompting the kids to Exclusively ask for Mac and cheese for weeks when taka returns
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gorefieldenthusiast · 4 months
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BTW retrofang and spiderdad enjoyers have you considered the secret 3rd ship called retrospiders with Xina, Mig AND Peter
Have u considered that if Peter met Xina that he would probably fall in love with her, hm??
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- After Fugo decides not to join them in betraying the boss -
Narancia, sadly sighing:
Giorno: Oh, Narancia. What's wrong?
Narancia: I miss Fugo.
Giorno, gently patting Narancia on the back: I know.
Narancia: And the fridge doesn't like me, either.
Giorno: I...I know?
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ilikeboeks-blog · 1 year
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Nicholas asking Jodie if he can get his ears pierced and Jodie says no because it's unprofessional and Jodie doesn't people to think his son is some punk. "Dad we're demons that live in hell, I've seen people here who have weirder piercings."
Jodie sighed and says that he should ask his mom of Nicholas really wants to so bad.
Morgan took him to a piercer that same day.
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ravioli-fries · 3 months
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Rill: this is Fragil! And this Fragil’s friend, Sol.
Fragil: girlfriend, Rill
Rill: ah..!
Rill: ..I think they know she’s a girl..!
Fragil:
Sol: why does sis like you
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