#c: pelle

[onepiece-polls]

One Piece Crack Ship War - Round 1 Side C

Propaganda under the cut.

Glell: Gladius thought he’d be alone forever. After all, who could love a man prone to explode? Only someone immune to explosions…

Kureha x Garp: who knows how crazy someone would be if Dragon's parents were Kureha and Garp? It feels like they have some complementary vibes. He's a crazy marine with some extreme views on family. She's a crazy doctor lady with reluctant mom status.

#one piece #op crack ship war #pell one piece #gladius #monkey d garp #dr kureha #tournament poll #round 1 #side c #the poll that got lost #hopefully it'll post this time

[g0r3yg1rl]

showed my friend this pic and his first reaction was "is that the guy with his brains blown out"

#$u!c!d3 #mayhem #morbid #dead #pelle ohlin #per ohlin #per yngve ohlin

[provokedgoalie]

I know he was a part of a fucked up cult community, BUT 👀 sir I am looking

#midsommar pelle #c #IM SORRY OK.. he's pretty 👉🏽👈🏽

[monologhidiunamarea]

🖤

#ago e pelle #c. #in ogni dettaglio di te #in ogni dettaglio di noi #quei due #M.N.

[pellelavellan-a]

"I can take more."

The young Inquisitor hesitated even after the affirmation. Deep down he'd worried he might have gotten carried away with his affections: showering him with kisses while his fingers flirted with Edom's wine stained skin.

"Are you sure?" he asked, pulling his lips away for just a moment before giving into the urge to leave another peck. "We can slow down if you need to." Truthfully that was the last thing he wanted, to overstep and break the trust between them. He would hate himself for it, and further look down on himself as a promiscuous hedonist with no self control.

He traced his fingers up the back of Edom's neck, gently twirling strands of hair between his fingers. He'd heard that the other elf's complexion had brought him a great deal of misfortune, but if you were to ask him he thought it was beautiful.

"I won't make you do anything you don't want to," he whispered. "you can trust me."

#q825 #c: Edom #ship: pelle x edom {q825}

[pellelavellan]

"Come join me in bed. Its so cold without you here with me."

Fluffy Starters

The younger elf smiled behind the book in his hands, a pair of amber eyes glancing up at the bed. He'd made himself quite comfortable sat on front of the fireplace, hair tucked aside in a messy ponytail that trailed along his back, and dressed in Atreion's shirt while he thumbed through a book he'd found in their bookshelf.

He had a blanket draped over his shoulders and cup of tea placed on the floor nearby that had certainly gone cold by now. The only thing that might have made his little set up more comfortable was Atreion themself nestled under the blanket beside him.

"Are you sure you're not a mind reader?" he asked, grinning. "I was just thinking about how much I wished you were sitting closer."

He didn't hesitate to stand up and join them in the bed. He left behind his cold tea, but brought the blanket and the book with him, though the book wind up leafed and set aside on the bedside table once he was under the covers. Shuffling as close to Atreion as possible, the young Keeper laid his head on their chest, playing with stray strands of red hair.

"I know I was just on the floor but I missed you."

#there is a fireplace in the quizzys room right? right? #{{ i'm like you i remember everything }} pelle x atreion #dalishflame #c: Atreion

[emotionspecialistipellesecca]

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[dlyarchitecture]

#Stairs in the Main Hall #Maryland Institute College of Art (MICA) in Baltimore #designed by New York-based architects Pell & Corbett (1908). The architecture was intended to evoke a feeling of the Grand Canal of Ven #c. 1400. [500x750]

[ultrabeauty-it]

Vitamina C per la pelle del viso

Sappiamo bene che la Vitamina C fa bene alla salute perché attiva le difese immunitarie, ma pochi sanno che questa vitamina ha molteplici benefici per la pelle del viso.

Benefici della Vitamina C per la pelle del viso e i suoi effetti anti-invecchiamento Ci sono le sostanze quasi miracolose contro l’invecchiamento cutaneo e la vitamina C è una di queste. Conosciamo meglio l’acido ascorbico e scopriamo perché è così importante non solo assumerlo all’interno, ma anche usarlo all’esterno. Scopriamo quali sono i molteplici benefici della vitamina C per la pelle del…

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[call-2-arms]

#Playlist: Eddie #Axel Rudi Pell #In the air Tonight #c: Eddie

[girlbloggerbby]

Personal makeup and skin tips

Double layer!! First liquid/cream products then dry powder products(blush, contour, highlighter)

USE SUNSCREEN "but girlbloggerbby my skin gets so oily when i use sunscreen" Better have oily skin than skin cancer.

Water based products only will work well if they are used with other products also based on water, same thing with silicone based products

I know that a lot of you love lip tints but hear me out, they dry your lips more easily, lip oils/ lip gel >>>lip tint

Bake only in oily zones, the other parts you lightly press the powder

That thing where you have to rub the cleanser for 60 seconds its bullshit, if the packaging doesn't have any information related to cleaning time, just rub it until you create foam and rinse, but doble cleanse

If u want a shiny eye makeup, the glitter/highlighter go in the mid of the eyelid to the eye corner, if you apply it to the end of the eyelid, it will be heavy in a bad way

Deep exfoliate only 2 times a week, over exfoliating sensitizes the skin, making the skin more prone to Breakout

Retinol is made to use during night, and if using during day apply even more sunscreen

When contouring the mouth, apply an eyeshadow on top to seal in the color and make it last longer, same with eyeliner

Body moisturizer is made for body and only the body!!!!!!!!!!!

Saying that here again, avoid using pell off masks(the black and extra tight to skin ones) THIS FUCKS THE SKIN BARRIER

Hydration is the greatest ally for makeup to not get cakey

Vitamin c does not get along with retinoids!

Concealer for everyday makeup.

Never and ever sleep with makeup, it clogs your pores and makes ur skin extra bad

Thats it for the day, i use makeup for a rlly long time and i search a lot about this stuff so this are skin and makeup tips that works for me, i luv ya bbys💋

#makeup #skincare #coquette #oily skin #dewy skin #glass skin #wonyoungism #pink pilates princess #pink pilates girl #girlblogging #whisper girl #girly #girl stuff #femcel #self improvement #self care #self love #personal growth #retinol #it girl #girlhood #girly stuff #feminine beauty #beauty tips #makeup tips #dollette #the feminine urge #goddess #big sister advice #femme fatale

[444rockstargf]

Hey girl, I love your work and I was wondering if you could write more toxic angsty love with euronymous kinda like your story "remember how we used to party up all night?"? I love what you wrote before and it doesn’t need to have anything to do with the story I mentioned before but I have no specific idea other than just that theme of toxic love. Also could be good as headcannons if you think that would be easier to work with,

Love your writing 🩷🩷

thank you for the request!

"blessed with beauty and rage." | euronymous

ultraviolence. - lana del rey

✮⋆˙ [tags] @faesucksass @lustkillers @mayathepsychic1999 @josibunn @vanlisbon @lankysimp @monkeyfart @simply-stellarr

female!reader x euronymous

headcanons.

contents: toxic relationship, mentions of cheating, arguing, slight degradation, not proofread

fighting all day and everyday. everything you said to eachother, it came in one ear and went out the other. you would walk around the house, passing him but not even glancing in his direction. he'd firmly grab your wrist, pressly your body into his as he condescendingly glared down at you, expecting some sort of greeting from you. "good morning to you too, bitch."

you would have no privacy whatsoever. whether you'd be changing in the bedroom or having a shower, he'd barge in, going on to do his business while not even acknowledging you. "what the hell, euro! can't you see im busy?!" he would simply glare at you through his reflection in the mirror. "i dont think i give a damn, princess." if you were naked or in your underwear, he'd get a little smirk on his face and leer at you as he walks away.

whenever you two have a bad fight about something, you'd storm off into your bedroom, slamming the door shut and burying yourself in bed, trying to completely drown him out. but as soon as you started falling asleep, he'd storm into the room, tearing off his shirt before climbing into bed beside you and pulling your body onto his, ignoring your grumbles. he'd rest your head on his pale chest as he gently strokes your hair, whispering in a bitter but warm voice. "even though you're the bane of my existence, i wouldn't want to share this bed with anyone but you."

you better get used to him pinning you against things whenever you get mouthy. the wall, the fridge, any door in the house, he's pushed you into his, forcing his hand onto your chest as he stares daggers at you. you'd look so helpless as you squirmed underneath him, all to his pleasure. when he feels your body starting to shake, he'd let you go, leaving you there all alone.

you'd always taunt him with the fact that you could leave him for any of his bandmates at anytime. after he yells at you about something, you'd sit there with your arms crossed and a slight snarl on your face. "i bet pelle would treat me better than this... i'm an idiot for ever choosing your ass." with that, he'd shut up and behave like your little dog for the rest of the day, listening to all your orders and doing whatever you please.

you and euro have known eachother for a long time, so he knows exactly what to say to break you apart. he would growl as he gets in your face, yelling at a volume that makes your blood run cold. "and you always wonder why you don't have anyone in your life! you think anyone else would put up with your bullshit?! pull another stunt like this and im gone, just like all the others."

most of your arguments would end in you leaving, locking yourself in any closed space and hugging your knees to your chest, silently weeping. he would eventually break, sighing as he sheepishly knocks on the door, talking softly. "c-can i come in, sweetie..? i want to talk to you. nicely this time..." you'd open the door, meeting his slightly red eyes and splotchy cheeks. he'd hold his arms out to you, and you would jump into his arms, enjoying his warm embarce. he would kiss you gently on the top of your head as he says softly. "i hate you, my beautiful, perfect girl..."

author's note: in no way is this post meant to romanticise toxic relationships. xoxo.

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #euronymous #lords of chaos #oystein aarseth #smut #euronymous smut #ultraviolence #ultraviolence album #ultraviolence lana del rey #ultraviolence aesthetic #ultraviolence era #ultraviolence vibes #lizzy grant #lana del ray aka lizzy grant #lana del rey #lana del ray aesthetic #444rockstargf

[nerdthatsiriuslylovesteaxx]

Helpless part 30, never thought I would get this far tbh

"What's going on?" Nico whispered waking up with Will grasping his hand. Why was he in the infirmary?

"You're awake." Will said with a sigh of relief, "Neeks, we were so fucking scared we'd lost you."

"What?" He said before he looked down at his arms, chest and thighs, all covered in blood soaked bandages. "Mi dispiace," he whispered, sitting up and curling into a ball. Tears fell from his eyes,

"Neeks, starai bene e riceverai aiuto." Will said, sitting down next to him

"L-Lasciami in pace Will, lasciami morire.... Tanto non c'è niente- che valga la... pena salvare, sono solo un frocio c-che scappa da tutti i miei problemi. Tutti starebbero meglio senza di me."

"Non dirlo, non è vero."

"Sì, lo è davvero-" Will pressed a finger to his lip, starting to sing.

"Da bambina, non dicevo a nessuno le mie ansie

Ma qualcosa mi faceva sentire grande grande

È che so, io ero innamorata, nnnamorata di te

Segreto, segreto, chi lo scoprirà

Un dolce segreto la complicità

Tu per me e io per te

Segreto, segreto, falsa ingenuità

Un dolce segreto, sogni di un’età

Tu per me e io per te mano in mano

Nella notte guardando luna e stelle

Solo ora io mi sento quel tempo sulla pelle

Io, mai più sarò innamorata, innamorata così

Segreto, segreto, chi lo scoprirà

Un dolce segreto la complicità

Tu per me e io per te

Segreto, segreto, falsa ingenuità

Un dolce segreto, sogni di un’età

Tu per me e io per te

Segreto, segreto, chi lo scoprirà

Un dolce segreto la complicità

Tu per me e io per te"

"Perché stai facendo questo? Perché ti interessi?"

"Perché ti amo." Shock covered Nico's face, he tried to speak but no words came out so he decided to just go for it. He pressed his lips against the blonde boy, he kissed him back, cupping his face with his hand. "I'll always be here for you Angel."

"T-thank y-you." Nico whispered, barely able to process what had just happened. He'd just kissed Will Solace, he'd just fucking kissed Will Solace. After a few more minutes the son of Apollo got up, grabbing some bandages and disinfectant. He started with the left arm, slowly unwrapping it, cleaning off any dried blood with a wipe and re-wrapping it.

"It'll need stitches." He muttered, mostly to himself, but a look of panic washed over Nico's face. "Don't worry, everything's going to be okay." He whispered, placing a hand on his shoulder, trying to stabilise the small boy. He gave him a small smile before Will had gone on. He started wiping off the dried blood when the the message 'sorry' cut out into his skin with jagged writing, he placed a kiss on his forehead before going on. Nico stayed perfectly still, not flinching through the stinging of the antiseptic, he barely felt it.

"Nico, I need to talk to you about something." Will said sitting down next to him, he swallowed, this couldn't be a good thing.

"What?"

"Well, you might be in here for a while." Shit, fucking shit.

"How long." Nico demanded, determined to keep his voice from breaking.

"It's going to depend okay? Please Neeks, it's for your own good. Jason asked me about it and later on so did Percy, you have some say in this, you only have to stay here a week, but if it's helping you could and probably should stay for longer. None of us can force you in here for that long, well unless you're hurting yourself but I feel like forcing you to stay here won't help. We just want to help." Nico sobbed, curling himself up.

"F-fine."

***

#percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson fandom #nico di angelo #pjo #will solace #fanfic #annabeth chase #solangelo #fanfiction #jason grace #frank zhang #piper mclean #hazel levesque #leo valdez #reyna avila ramirez arellano #percyjackson #solangelo fic #percy jackson fanfiction #percy jackson fan fiction #percy jackson fanfic #percy jackson fic #fan fic writing #fan fiction #my fic #fic writing

[pellelavellan-a]

“ i fell asleep before i could kiss you. “

Pelle turned over under the covers to face Atreion, propping himself up on one elbow. His hair was a mess, the blond curls having a mind of their own to fall wherever they pleased. With his free hand he ran his fingers through them, pushing stray curls out of his face so he could look at Atreion, sleepily lying next to him.

"My lips aren't going anywhere," he promised, leaning down to plant a quick kiss on their forehead. "I'm glad you got some rest, you needed it after the day you had."

#dalishflame #c: Atreion #ship: pelle x atreion {dalishflame|

[pellelavellan]

@dalishflame from x

What was he doing? Atreion's words sounded like a distant plea, heard from somewhere beyond the physical world as their hands tried desperately to pull him back into the same reality, one where he wouldn't dare stand between his lover and someone who could crush him like a grape. A safer place, a place where he would have gladly cleaned up the aftermath.

It was the reality that made sense. This one did not, and yet there he was feet planted in the ground staring down an enemy he wasn't confident either of them could take. Better me than them, that was the thought that guided his actions. Now he had to commit to it.

There was a lump in his throat that kept him from answering Atreion with any guise of bravery. He wasn't brave...or delusional.

"Good," he mustered. "Maybe then I can finally stop running from death." The words felt selfish leaving his mouth.

He would never ask Atreion to suffer on his behalf, but he would never ask the same of his people either and yet they had. Time and time again they suffered: burning alive in their homes, starving to death, succumbing to illness, being hunted and slaughtered like animals. He wasn't intent on sobbing over any more broken bodies, and so his own broken body it would have to be.

"Please let me do this. I won't let you get hurt, and I have no intention of getting myself killed on purpose."

#{{ i'm like you i remember everything }} pelle x atreion #dalishflame #c: atreion #oooo angst

[gcorvetti]

La cultura del nulla.

Partirei col dire che oggi che è il giorno della memoria 'corta' ci si è dimenticati di una lezione dura, come detto altre volte non impariamo dai nostri errori, sapendo che l'olocausto non fu solo per gli ebrei ma anche per tutte quelle minoranze che non andavano bene al regime nazista come i nomadi, gli omosessuali e quelli dalla pelle non bianca, ma di norma questo giorno viene considerato solo per gli ebrei. Quei poveri cristi gassati o uccisi male non hanno niente a che fare con quello che sta succedendo adesso tra israele e la palestina, netanyahu e compagnia bella non sono gli stessi, decisamente, e su questo e quello che c'è attorno ci sarebbe molto da dire, ma mi fermo qua perché il post non è dedicato a loro o al massacro che stanno facendo da mesi sotto gli occhi di tutti senza che nessuno che abbia un minimo di voce in capitolo faccia qualcosa.

Ieri si è aperta la stagione che vede Tartu (la città estone dove vivo) come capitale europea della cultura. Sono andato a prendere un caffè con la piccoletta che a fine mese si trasferisce in Svezia e abbiamo visto nel gelo della giornata parecchie persone vestite con i costumi tradizionali e in piazza c'era un palchetto con musica terribile, facevano le prove. Li per li pensavo che è legato a una delle loro celebrazioni, ho letto qualche post del compleanno del paese o qualcosa del genere, ma mi sbagliavo. Poi la sera arrivava da non molto lontano l'eco di musiche tecno e house a volumi esorbitanti e la mia compagna mi ha detto che è iniziato il periodo della cultura. Quale cultura? Questo paese al confine del mondo conosciuto, di fatto non viene mai calcolato nelle statistiche europee, nato da pochissimo, se si considera che si sono liberati dall'unione sovietica nel 91 e che gli anni 90 li hanno passati ad assestarsi, si può capire che in realtà il paese ha più o meno 25 anni, niente se si paragona a paesi europei come il nostro o altri che hanno contribuito alla storia e alla creazione di questa civiltà in declino. Ma in quegli anni i governi hanno puntato sulla tecnologia, avrete sentito che l'Estonia è una piccola silicon valley e fin qua niente da dire se si pensa che alcuni software di successo sono stati creati qua, skype e nod32 in testa, ma quello che hanno fatto è stato creare una società stile americano, degli stati uniti, ma assorbendo la parte peggiore quella del puritanesimo per avere una facciata bella ma con un interno vuoto e spesso orribile. Questo ha influenzato la cultura, ovviamente, che è stata messa da parte per dare al popolo l'idea che il lavoro sia una priorità assoluta e che tutto il resto è superfluo. C'è anche da non sottovalutare l'enorme gap che hanno questi paesi, quelli del ex blocco sovietico, in termini di tempo (furono inglobati nel 1940) e siccome i russi non volevano che niente di occidentale venisse venduto o riprodotto o consumato dai popoli sottomessi ecco che tutto quello che abbiamo avuto noi, a livello culturale artistico e letterario nel bene e nel male, loro non l'hanno visto. Recuperare 50 anni di storia e di cultura mondiale non è facile, anzi è quasi impossibile perché i periodi storici e i cambiamenti sociali e culturali si devono vivere e capire per poi progredire, loro no, una volta liberi hanno preso quello che pochi e avidi personaggi propinarono loro attraverso i media, quindi parecchio mainstream e qualcosa che recuperavano dagli anni precedenti, per farvi un esempio quelli della mia età e più grandi ricordano con amore i nostri cantanti come Toto Cutugno, Al bano e Romina i ricchi e poveri e tutti quelli di quei San Remo primi anni 80, io dico che i russi li torturavano con il festival come battuta ma in pochi la capiscono perché il nostro festival non lo conosce quasi nessuno, è una cosa prettamente nostra e soprattutto poco esportabile. Si può capire da questa piccola storiella come l'interesse per le arti in generale non sia una priorità per l'estone medio, per carità ho conosciuto persone che hanno una buona cultura musicale, visto che sono del ramo, molti conoscono l'arte e così via, ma perché sono anche loro nel campo ed è logico che prendendo una nicchia cercano di esplorarla il più possibile, anche grazie al mezzo internet. Ma mi è capitato anche di parlare con persone che non conoscono neanche i loro di cantanti, non dico nomi astrusi di nicchia stranieri, ma neanche quelli locali che ve li sbattono ovunque in tutte le salse? Questo la dice lunga quanto sia bassissimo l'interesse.

Quindi la domanda è : Quale cultura andate a celebrare in questo periodo visto che siete la città della cultura europea? Se poi considerate che schifate lo straniero e quindi non tollerate altre forme culturali, cosa andate a mostrare? La cultura dell'alcol? O quanto siete copia e incolla fatto male di un mondo che non ha niente a che vedere con l'Europa?

Questo è a grandi linee un paese che sulla carta è moderno e innovatore, ma che se sposti la carta vedi tanto di quel marcio che diresti 'Ok, statevi per fatti vostri per altri 150 anni poi ne riparliamo'. A me non frega molto fra 2 settimane torno in Trinacria per un periodo XY a rigenerarmi da tutto questo e non so neanche se tornerò più a vivere qua, ma questo dipende molto da come si mettono le cose con lei. Da noi si dice "comu finisci si cunta" (quando finisce si racconta). Penso che l'album giusto sia l'immortale capolavoro del Banco

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