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IT'S THE SAME EXPRESSION
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xxfabulashxx · 6 months
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Lazytown and Deltarune are in the same universe
Sans is a character in Deltarune
Sans was in Super Smash Bros
Sonic was in Super Smash Bros
Sonic was in Wreck it Ralph 2
Dumbo was in Wreck it Ralph 2
Dumbo was in Who Framed Roger Rabbit
Bugs Bunny was in Who Framed Roger Rabbit
Bugs Bunny was in Space Jam
The Scooby Doo gang were in Space Jam 2
Simon Cowell appears in Scoob
Simon Cowell was in Shrek 2
Shrek was in Dreamworks All Star Racing
Alex the lion was in Dreamworks All Star Racing
Alex was in Madagascar
Skipper was in Madagascar
Skipper met Michelle Obama
Michelle Obama met Sportacus
AND THUS MY THEORY IS PROVEN THANK YOU ALL
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imodium is an opioid??????????????????????????? wig
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world-of-wales · 2 years
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CATHERINE'S STYLE FILES - 2016
22 APRIL 2016 || The Duchess of Cambridge and Prince William welcomed President Barack Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama to Kensington Palace for dinner.
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comraderoscoes · 1 year
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fieriframes · 2 years
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[The smokiness and the flavor really kind of hit you. Why would Obama, of all. I would have it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.]
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thewakecloud · 1 year
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Applause for President Felix Frederick Marche  Taitague
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I actually really fucking hate how much you guys shit on Lin Manuel Miranda.
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ROUND 3 MATCH 50: I WANT DIE VS. SCAR
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I Want Die from RTGame faces Goodtimeswithscar from Third Life. Who do you like more?
I want die Propaganda:
"despite his name, he has no intention to die. also he’s gay for obama."
"✨You can't put I Want Die in here and expect him to NOT win" [yes i can try and stop me]
"OKAY FUCK IT. SEND ME PROOF YOU VOTED FOR I WANT DIE AND I'LL DO A SILLY LITTLE DOODLE OF YOUR CHOICE." (@pieofdeath)
"eats homophobes for breakfast, lunch, dessert, and dinner."
Scar Propaganda:
"Swindling everyone is always great"
"The best time ever. Scitties. Jellie the cat. Mr Rizz himself. Ect."
"PLEASE THIRD LIFE SCAR IS JUST A LITTLE GUY JUST A LITTLE GUY WHO WANTS TO KEEP HIS SHIRT OFF AND CAUSE DEATH AND DESTRUCTION WITH HIS UNHINGED BESTIE AND HE LOVES WITH ALL HIS HEART HIS LLAMA NAMED PIZZA"
“scar is the server con man. he’s absolutely delightful. he’s got max charisma so he WILL sell you anything and everything. it will be useless but you will buy it anyway, sometime later this week he will also murder you. he tries to run a monopoly on sand whilst living in a giant desert. he sells “reputation points” to people under the promise that he won’t murder them if their scores are high enough (he’s lying), he will burn your precious tree down. he will turn and look to you with the sweetest voice and the most precious smile and declare that he’s going to murder everyone. and he will, you will too. and then he will let you beat him to death at the end of this brutal game. you won but at what cost? then you will jump to your death, because you cannot handle being the lone survivor.”
"VOTE SCAR OR ILL KILL YOU NOW in a chill and fun way tho"
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modern hcs for the gang
modern headcanons for the gang BUT WITH A TWIST 😱 they were still teenagers in the 60s!!
- darry: he turned 79 in january 2024! somehow the stress of the 1960s hasn't caught up to him yet bc he honestly thought he would be 6 feet underground by age 50 💀 soda and pony are surprised he's still hangin on, but happy nonetheless. darry and pony actually grew closer together after soda enlisted, and they realized they had more in common than they originally thought! pony, who once considered darry his biggest hater, now considers darry his biggest supporter 🤟🏽 darry’s widowed after his wife of 50 years passed away in 2020, but he has a couple of kids and a handful of grandchildren to keep him busy
- two-bit: he is not as lucky as darry – the years of drinking, smoking, and other forms of substance abuse caught up to him and he passed away in 2006, just a few months shy of turning 59. pony retorts he's surprised two wasn't gone by 1969, considering how dal’s and johnny’s deaths affected him. as of 2006, he left behind 4 ex-wives and 7 children. as of 2024, 2 more children have been found through ancestry.com 🤷🏽‍♀️
- steve plans to retire for the third time in 2024 when he is 76. he retired in 2014, but got too bored; he retired again in 2020, but once again was too bored. he got married to evie straight out of high school and will be celebrating 57 years of marriage this june. soda and his fam come over for dinner at their house every sunday night
- sodapop fell HARD and FAST with every person he met after sandy. poor boy’s been married 3 times, but he finally found the one! he married a slightly older woman in 1977 who had her own children from a previous relationship, but soda took them in like they were his own. along with his 2 stepchildren, they went on to have 2 more. soda loves his 9 grandkids he's such a good grandpa
- hinton said pony would've voted for Obama, so canonically ponyboy is a lib. SO IN MY HEAD he was very vocal during BLM!! ya know considering he watched his friend get shot to death by the police *uncomfortable smile*. right now I like to think pony was an activist but ask me again in like an hour and I might change my mind
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Thank you for your daily updates.
I've been seeing people discussing why/not the ICJ case is valid, but nothing on how the judges are likely to rule, a discussion that happens often when there is a big SCOTUS case.
What of their temperaments? Sure there's a Lebanese judge, that doesn't inherently make him antisemitic. Do you know if the judges are more "left" or "right?" My hopes are not high, considering they refuse to see evidence of the actual Oct 7 massacres (shame, since Hamas really wanted that broadcasted).
Hi Nonnie,
I usually try to reply to asks at the same order I got them, but I'll make an exception, because of how relevant this is to the current proceedings at the ICJ right now.
I don't think that being Muslim makes anyone inherently biased, nor do I think being Jewish means a person is free of the antisemitism of their environment, so I generally believe it's impossible for judges to be completely disconnected from what their country's position is. I believe the ICJ recognizes this as well, and that's why, a country that is suing or sued at the ICJ without having a representation among the permanent judges, has the right to appoint one. Specifically when it comes to Lebanon, I have to admit that IDK how possible it is for the Lebanese judge to ignore the fact that his country has for decades implemented an actual apartheid, a legally imposed policy of discrimination against Palestinians who live there.
Well, for this trial, we have an Israeli judge, a SA judge, and the 15 permanent judges. Here's one analysis about the 15 that I read:
American judge: had worked as a legal advisor to the administrations of Clinton and Obama, believes the scope of international law is limited (so she's less likely to grant SA a provisional measure that's a legal precedent).
Russian judge: advises Russia on two legal matters (regarding Georgia, and Kosovo), believes the scope of international law should be wider, has voted against demanding of Russia to stop the military operation in Ukraine, and has published independently his opinion that the ICJ has no right to judge the Russia-Ukraine conflict, because Russia didn't recognize its authority on this. Has visited Israel in 2015 for an international space conference, and together with 2 other ICJ judges, has conducted a "trial" regarding space law.
Slovak judge: sees the scope of international law as narrower, in the past he indicated that he thinks the crime of committing a genocide can't be decided in this court (that it should be in a criminal one), he has also said that quotes uttered in "the heat of battle" (the kind at the basis of SA's lawsuit) are not indicative of policy intent, they're just war propaganda. Has visited Israel in 2015 for an international space conference, and together with 2 other ICJ judges, has conducted a "trial" regarding space law.
French judge: Jewish, considered critical of Israel. In the past, while arguing against Israel, he has also said that the conflict here is political by nature and that the involvement of the ICJ in it is unhelpful to dialogue between the parties.
Moroccan judge: in the past, his decisions included non-legal considerations (for example, he said he's not sure Ukraine's move against Russia fits the convention on the prevention of genocide, but he still was in favor of granting Ukraine the provisional measures it was asking for). He was also a minority vote in the matter of whether the Serbs committed a genocide against the Bosnian Muslims, where the majority determined that the conditions to define it as such were not met.
Somali judge: there are no past indications of how he might rule from an international law perspective. He's Muslim, but in the past he has joined an Iftar dinner at the home of the Israeli ambassador at the Hague, and has also once opened a Holocaust Day lecture for the ICJ.
Chinese judge: has worked for her government in the past. She has voted against the provisional measures Ukraine has asked for against Russia, saying that it seems like an attempt to use the convention in order to get the ICJ to decide in broader political matters than the convention allows for. She has also argued against provisional measures that only demand one side would stop the fighting.
Ugandan judge: has worked for her government in the past. There are no past indications of how she might rule from an international law perspective.
Indian judge: tends towards an expanded view of what is discrimination. Has visited Israel in 2015 for an international space conference, and together with 2 other ICJ judges, has conducted a "trial" regarding space law.
Jamaican judge: has worked for his government in the past. Has voted against Russia when it came to the provisional measures demanding it stops its fighting against Ukraine.
Lebanese judge: has expressed anti-Israel views in the past, and has also repeatedly shown that he takes his country's position into account in his decisions. Has argued in the past that in situations of military occupation, the burden of proof is very low, or that the burden of proof should be on the occupier.
German judge: in the past, he has published his opposition to an Israeli law professor's article, arguing that a wider view is required when it comes to the right to self defense.
Japanese judge: in the past, he has published an article that sees the right of third party countries to appear before the ICJ (as is SA in this case) as limited.
Australian judge: very active in the field of women and gender rights. In the past, she has criticized ICJ rulings that allowed the coalition forces a lot of freedom in Iraq.
Brazilian judge: in the past, he has referred to the PLO as a terrorist organization (at the time about which he was writing), but he did the same regarding the Jewish underground movement, the Hagana (which worked to protect Jews, and to smuggle them "illegally" into the Land of Israel to save them from the Nazis during WWII).
According to one legal correspondent that I listened to, SA has asked for so many provisional measures, that the ICJ is unlikely to turn them all down. This reporter believes that the ICJ will likely not grant the provisional measure calling on Israel to stop the fighting, but it will probably grant at least two other provisional measures. She had a bet which two, the provisional measure calling on more humanitarian aid to be brought into Gaza (if true, this would be so redundant. One of the points made at the ICJ proceedings, was that Israel has agreed to allow in as much humanitarian aid as could be taken in on the Gazan side, and was willing to expand its operations on the Israeli side for this to happen. In other words, what's currently limiting the amount of aid going in is the capacity to handle it on the Gazan, not Israeli, side), and to collect evidence regarding the fighting in Gaza (which Israel is already doing).
I hope this helped! xoxox
(for all of my updates and ask replies regarding Israel, click here)
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Politics makes the most sense to me because it’s an election year, she leaked plans for a disinformation infomercial, and she’s still trying to get in with the Democratic establishment. (I’ve noticed that she’s moved away from the White House - maybe her narc rage can’t handle the Bidens declining her self-invitation for a ride home on Air Force One after The Queen’s funeral and then leaking about it.)
Isn’t it more that the White House/the Bidens (and the Senate, the House, and the DNC lol) have moved away from Meghan? And who can blame them? The Clintons and Bezos with Lauren Sanchez were guests at the recent State Dinner for the Japanese PM and his wife, a big deal state affair. Just last year, Harry was waxing poetic about how he loved Japan and could see himself living there (when he and Nacho were there for Sentebale, I think?). In the not so distant past - and minus Megxit and its diplomatic fallout - the Sussexes might have been invited, too, but now? No way!
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The DNC/Democrats have never been interested in Meghan. Not once. Not in her Suits days, not in her royal girlfriend days, not in her Duchess days, not in her Megxit days. All the stories of Meghan being connected to Democrats (aka the lovebombing) have come from her. 
Not a single politician or political operative anywhere in the American government has ever once returned her call. Michelle Obama only did the Vogue interview as a favor but when Meghan crashed her book reading at the O2 arena, that was it. Game Over. Then later, when Meghan and Harry kept saying that the Obamas were advising them during Megxit, Michelle came out with a hard “no, we’re not” and the DNC listened. 
Then even later, when Meghan was lobbying for paid parental leave, she called the personal cell phones of several Senators - a huge no-no and several of them actually spoke publicly on the record about how inappropriate it was for Meghan to have done that, and she’s been cut off / iced out ever since. That was Strike Three.
And as far as Harry lovebombing Japan when he was there with Nacho last year, that’s nothing more than him trying to get Japan to host an Invictus Games.
They were never on the invite list for the Japan state dinner. They’re not on anyone’s invite list for a formal state / diplomatic occasion. The only way they’d get invited to a White House state dinner while living in California is if it was a UK state dinner (POTUS hosting King Charles) and Megxit had gone 100% the other way.
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Hollywood - Max Verstappen x Reader
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Max Verstappen x female!reader
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Anon: Hi! I love Dog Days sooo much! I'm blown away by your writing and this is story is such a comfort to me. I'm not sure if you're taking any request but I'm hoping you can write another Max x OC. The reader is Max's biggest celebrity crush and they meet for the first time at Monaco/Miami GP. He's all shy & flustered but he manages to take the reader around the track during the hot laps. They get ask about each other in interviews/talk shows. A lot of shipping & happy ending? Thank you in advance❤️
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Warnings: Fluff, swearing, sexual innuendos, Christian Horner, far from home spoilers
Becoming Spiderwoman was a dream come true. It was finally the big break you had worked hard for. Being Spiderwoman had its perks, many A-listers would happily slide their way into your DMS hoping they’d get a reply and you’d go on a date with them, sure a few of them were hot and definitely grabbed your attention but looks would only go so far. So many of them would have similar lifestyles to you and things like that could get boring besides, if you force something it never turns out well. 
Your love life seemed bleak well… that was until a Formula one driver announced that he had a crush on you. 
Max Verstappen had been doing some press work with his teammate Sergio Perez when one of the questions asked the pair of you who their celebrity crushes were and Max said that you were. Since that the internet took off a little. You couldn’t scroll through your Instagram timeline without seeing someone make an edit of you and Max or talking about the pair of you despite the two of you never actually meeting. 
All these events led you to now. You and your co-star, Tom Holland, were currently in Miami doing some press for the next upcoming Spiderman film. The pair of you were shooting a Q&A for GQ. Thankfully you and Tom got on like a house on fire. As you were new to the industry Tom would always look out for you, sort of acting like an older brother.
“Hello, I’m Tom Holland!”
“And I’m y/n y/l/n!”
“And we are answering fan questions for GQ.” Tom smiled as he took out a piece of crumpled paper from the pot on the table which contained the questions. “Okay so… if you could take three people to dinner, dead or alive, who would you pick?” He smiled to you as you pondered at the thought. 
“Hmm, I’d have to say, Freddie Mercury,  Carrie Fisher and… I’m gonna say Maggie Smith.”
“Those are good choices.” Tom smiled. 
“Who would you take?”
“It’s hard to pick just three, I’ve met a lot of people I’d want to take to dinner, probably Obama, Lewis Hamilton and Heung Min Son.” He smiled proudly at his answers as you moved on to the next question. 
“Favourite scene you’ve ever filmed in any film or television show?” 
“These are good questions.” Tom smiled, leaning back in his chair. “Probably the scene where all three Peters met one another.”
“Arguably one of the best scenes in cinematic history.” 
“You think so?” Tom smirked. 
“Everyone in the cinema was clapping when it happened.” You smiled at the Brit. 
“What about you?”
“First first scene where I ever wore my suit, finally felt like I made it then.” Tom’s smirk grew to a smile at your words. 
“How sweet.” You could tell Tom was mocking you slightly, never in an ill-intent way more in a childish way. “Next one.” He dived his hand in before laughing. “Oh you’ll love this one, who is your celebrity crush?” 
“Well we all know yours.” 
“And I know yours.” Tom acted like a child on Christmas morning, swinging back and forth on his chair. 
“Well I don’t have just one -”
“But I know who fancies you.” His smile got wider. “Max Verstappen! And you fancy him back!”
“Wouldn’t say I fancy the bloke I’ve never met him although, there is something about how he looks post-race, helmet hair Max is something I could look at for hours.” Tom burst into laughter. 
“Has he ever slid into yout Dm’s?”
“He has not but he does follow me.”
“Come on Max,” Tom looked straight at the camera. “If you can drive around a car that fast then you should have the guts to dm her.” 
Well ever since that interview the internet went wild. The edits started becoming more and more frequent, more fans were talking about the pair of you and at that time you honestly thought it was just a bit of fun, Max would like a few of your Instagram posts and maybe comment on a few and you’d do a same. Nothing went further, that was until Red Bull invited you and Tom to the race in Miami. 
When Max found out he’d never been so nervous in his life, not even when he drove the final lap to win his championship. You were set to turn up any minute now alongside Tom Holland and he knew he had to drive the race of his life today after all, he wanted to impress you right? 
“I’ll be your wingman.” Tom opened the door of the car for you, allowing you to climb out. 
“If you’re my wingman I won’t ever get to kiss Max Verstappen.” The pair of you walked over to a Red Bull employee who was taking you around the paddocks and track for the rest of the day.
“Is that your plan?” Tom smirked. “To kiss him?”
“If you get to have your celebrity crush then I think I deserve mine.” You winked as you collected your passes, scanning them past security. 
“That’s why I need to be your wingman, I got mine and I can help you get yours.”
“Believe it or not Tom I can flirt my way through situations without you by my side.” 
“Is that why you’re single and needed me to mention Max in that interview to get here or?” His smirk grew, making you push him lightly as the pair of you laughed at his words. 
Miami was full of celebrities, even Michelle Obama had turned up. You had been watching this sport for years now and never in your life had you seen anything quite like Miami. It was hard to navigate through the paddock let alone the actual garages. Tom extend his arm back so you could hold onto his forearm as you reached the garages, last thing Tom wanted was you to get lost when Max was nearby. 
“And this is Christian Horner, I’m sure the two of you know who he is.” The woman who was taking you on a tour smiled at the man who extended his hand for Tom to take. Tom shook his hand, smiling as the pair said hello to one another. 
Christian turned to you, his arms open as you shared a quick hug. “There’s the woman we don’t stop hearing about.” You laughed at his words. “Not only do my daughters talk about you all the time but so does Max.” Christian turned his head, making eye contact with Max and calling him over. 
Max didn’t know why Christian was suddenly calling over. He was yet to see that you were standing alongside his racing Principle. When he got closer his face dropped at the sight of the woman he’d had a crush on the moment he’d seen her in the Spiderman trailer. 
“Ah Max, finally, I’m sure I don’t need to introduce you to y/n y/l/n, considering you don’t shut up about her.” 
Max went bright red at Christian's words. He kept his gaze firmly on you, trying his best not to stare but he couldn’t help it. The woman he’d spent hours thinking about was standing before him and she was wearing his merchandise. Max could have sworn he’d just died and gone to heaven. Sensing how awkward this could get your wingman decided to step in.
“Christian do you happen to have a bathroom around here?” Tom glanced over at you, a smirk on his lips as he spoke. 
“Ah yes, I’ll show you it.” He smiled, leading Tom off which just left you and Max alone. 
“Hey.” You smiled up at the man, hoping to break the ice between the two of you.
God even your voice was perfect. 
“Hi… H-how are you?” 
“I’m good thank you.” Your smile was bright, the sight made Max’s heart flutter. It was supposed to be a stupid crush yet here he was, already stuttering. “How are you? Nervous for the race?”
He let out a deep breath, letting a small smile escape his lips before he spoke. “I’m okay, you do tend to get used to a few things when you’ve been racing for a while.”
“Oh yeah?” You smirked. “Never nervous about driving cars that could kill you but you stutter over a woman?” 
Being an actress meant it was easy to hide your emotions, including ones like you had for Max. He might have been able to mask his nervousness but you could. Seeing how confident Max was in interviews and online it was amusing to see him crumble under you after just a few words. 
“I - Umm -” He stuttered yet again. You let out a small smile which turned into laughter, your laughter made Max relax slightly. “H- have you been around the track yet?”
“I have not.” You looked him up and down. “Care to show me? If you have time -”
“Yes!” Max may have said a little too loudly. “Yes, I have time.” He flashed a smile. 
“I’ve got an idea.” Christian suddenly came into view. “What about if the pair of you do a hot lap? We’ll set up some cameras and get the pair of you to answer questions. I’m sure if we just tweeted something out now we could get a handful of questions for the pair of you to answer.” Normally questions wouldn’t be asked but Christian had a plan, he knew everyone wanted to know about you and Max so the questions would be interesting. 
“Are you happy to do that, with me?” You turned to Max, silently hoping he’d say yes. 
“Well, I’m not going to let one of the other guys take you away am I?” He gained some confidence before mouthing a ‘thank you’ to Christian as the pair of you left to get ready. 
The Red Bull social media team set up some cameras in the car they planned on using and screenshotted some questions you’d read out to Max as he drove. Christian and Tom made sure the questions had some interesting takes. 
Max handed you a helmet as he opened the sports car door for you. Flashing a smile you thanked him before he joined you. “Nervous?” He asked. 
“Yeah a little.” He laughed at your reply, starting the car up, and allowing the engine to roar. He looked at you as the engine grew louder. “Is that you’re way of trying to make me nervous?”
“Depends how you are with fast cars.” 
“Depends who’s driving it.” You smirked at the man as he held his gaze with yours. Max smirked as he set off the car, catching you entirely off guard. “Max!” You screamed as the car picked up its pace without warning. The Dutch only laughed as you gripped onto the side of the door for support. 
“Come on it’s not that fast -”
“Not that fast?” You yelled as he picked up the pace before drastically slowly down to turn the corner, making you scream at the sudden change. Max couldn’t contain his laughter as he drove. 
“You need to ask the questions.” Max turned his attention back to the road. 
“Fuck the questions!” 
Max kept laughing, he couldn’t believe this confident woman he’d met only minutes ago who was so confident around him was now screaming and holding onto the car like she was going to die. “Just start with the first one.”
You pulled up the phone reluctantly. “What is the one thing you like the most about me?”
“You have really pretty eyes.” He turned the corner, making you jerk to the side. You held your arm out for support but the only support you had that wasn’t the door was his arm. You grabbed his arm, the action made Max look down at your hand before his eyes trailed up your body, scanning every inch of you with a sly smile. 
The fans were going to have a field day with that shot. 
“Thank you!” You screamed again as he sped up. “Jesus Max, umm what I like the most about you? You look pretty hot when you’ve finished racing.” It was bold of you to say that to him but you’d already said that on GQ. 
“Next question?”
“If you had to take y/n on a date, where would you take her?” You laughed at the question. 
“Depends.”
“On what?” 
“Well would you want a more expensive date or a relaxed one? We could order in and follow Bob Ross painting tutorials or we could go to the Ritz.”
“Very creative Verstappen.” You looked back at the phone as you read out another question. “Who would win in a staring competition between the two of you.”
“Definitely me.” Max turned his head to look at you, not leaving your gaze as the pair of you stared at one another for a couple of seconds. 
“Max look at the road!” You broke away from his hold, pointing to the road but Max only flickered his gaze forward for a split second before looking back at you. 
“We’re fine.” He smirked, putting his foot down just that inch more making the car speed up. 
“Yeah you are -”
“Do you do your own stunts?” He suddenly asked. 
“Some of them why?”
“What about at the end of the film, you swung across that building and fell but landed on your feet, was that all you?”
“Yeah, I had a harness on so I didn’t die as we were rather high up -”
“Were you scared?” 
“No.”
“So you’re not scared of jumping and swinging around a set that’s high off the ground but you’re scared of me driving fast?”
“I’m not scared you just took me off guard with it -” Max suddenly turned another corner making you grab onto his arm again. “Fucking hell Max.” 
The pair of you had completed the lap but Max wasn’t done there. “How good are you with spinning?” Your eyes widened at his words, knowing exactly what he was going to do. 
“Max no -” Max had already set off, creating doughnuts with the car, he didn’t stop at just one either, he kept going. Maybe it was because he loved the way you held onto his arm to feel safe or because he was able to just have you alone and when he was in a car he felt confident with you. 
Eventually, Max had to stop. His cheeks hurt from the constant laughing. He quickly opened his door, running around the car to open your door. He leaned over you to undo your seatbelt before helping you out of the car. “You okay?” He smiled, reaching up to take your helmet off whilst the two of you were blissfully unaware that your interactions were still being filmed. 
“A little dizzy but hey that was fun.” You smiled back as he removed his own helmet, earning him an interesting gaze from you as you were taken back by his state. 
“Fun? You screamed the whole time.” 
“I scream in the bedroom, doesn’t mean I’m not having fun, maybe if you’re good enough you might hear it too.” You sent him a smirk and just like that, you had made Max Verstappen weak at the knees. Reaching up you placed a kiss on his cheek before walking away from him, leaving a stunned Max Verstappen to blush at your actions.
Max had won in Miami and needless to say the after-party was an experience. You woke up the next morning to a flood of ship edits and posts of you and Max. The hot laps video came out just after Max had won and fans didn’t need to wait long for more content of the two of you. 
Photos started to circulate of the pair of you at the party. Max had his arms around you as the pair of you danced to the music. You spent your morning scrolling through multiple video edits and photo edits of the two of you. You even liked a few, knowing that would also more than likely set the fans off even more. 
You wished you could have stayed in Miami for longer but you had to fly to London with Tom, the pair of you were set to appear on The Graham Norton show for more interviews. 
“Morning Mrs Verstappen.” Tom smirked as you met him outside your hotel room. “Is Max in there with you?”
“No, he isn’t.” 
“So did the pair of you -”
“No, we didn’t do anything like that.” You huffed, pulling your hoodie closer as the pair of you left to catch your flight. Your phone vibrated in your hand, you looked down to see that Max had Dm’d you. A smile crept across your face at the sight. “Not yet anyway.”
On the plane you were finally able to answer his message. 
Max: Christian told me you were leaving today, have you left yet? X
You: We have, we’re going back to London for press, I’m sorry I didn’t have a chance to say goodbye x
Max: Don’t apologise, are you free on the 25th? X
You: I believe so, how come? X
Max: Will you still be in London then? X
You: Yes x
Max: I wanted to ask you in person but seeing as you’re no longer in Miami I’ll ask you now, would you like to go on a date? As you’re in London we could go to the Ritz? I’ll book everything and if you’re free that weekend would you like to come to Monaco with me for the race? X
You: I’d love to Verstappen x
Max: Thank fuck x
“What’s got you smiling like that?” Tom’s voice grabbed your attention, snapping your head up your smile faded when you realised what he was alluding to. 
“Nothing -”
“He’s messaged you hasn’t he?”
“He -”
“What’s he said?” Tom smirked. “Oh come on y/n you’ve got to tell me -”
“He asked me out on a date, he wanted to ask in person but considering we’re up in the sky that might be rather hard.”
“What did you say?”
“Take a guess.” It was now your time to smirk. 
“Where are the two of you going?”
“The Ritz -”
“Bloody hell he must fancy you, that place is expensive.” 
You arched your brows at his comment. “As if your bank account would be damaged if you went there.” 
“You know if things work out well between the two of you we could all go on a double date.”
“Well I hope they do because I’m going to Monaco with him after.”
“Please use protection I don’t want mini y/n’s running around, one’s bad enough.” Tom smiled as you flipped him off, sinking back into your chair to text Max. 
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“y/n I have to ask.” You sat alongside Tom and a few other celebrities as Graham Norton started to interview everyone. He was yet to ask about Max which was surprising considering it was all anyone was talking about currently. “You and Max Verstappen…” The crowd cheered as you broke out into a smile. “Is there anything between the two of you?”
“Well…” Your smile didn’t falter. “I hope so.” The crowd screamed again. “We have a date set up and well… who knows what will happen.”
It wasn’t just you who had been questioned about the two of you. Max had to deal with interviews all year round, thankfully for you, it was only when you had an upcoming project coming out or if you were invited on a talk show out of the blue. He’d said the same, that the two of you were going on a date in the near future. You knew it would be hard to keep your relationship hidden from the public eye as everyone was still very much obsessed with the two of you but the reaction was very positive so maybe the two of you could be the next parents of Hollywood, despite his profession.
You’d managed to survive the endless questions and the constant teasing from Tom who was determined to have your upcoming relationship talked back so maybe the press would back down from his. 
Opening the door to one of the dressing rooms which held your belongings you were met with bright ocean eyes and a mess of brown hair. Standing in the middle of your dressing room was a very tired Max Verstappen who evidently took the first flight he could to London after you’d left. 
“What the hell are you doing here?” You looked down at his hands which had a large bouquet of flowers tightly grasped between them. 
“I - I’ve just realised how weird this must be -” His confidence fell. You warmed to his words, he really did like you. 
“It’s not weird, if anything I’m actually rather impressed you managed to get a flight out here, make yourself look presentable after that hangover you must have gotten last night and pick up flowers.”
“I am very tired.” He let out a breath of relief. 
“Well…” You stepped closer to him, your hands resting above his. “Why don’t you come home with me and this time I’ll drive.” 
“Sounds perfect.” He planted a kiss on your forehead. “I hope you like the flowers too, I wasn’t sure which ones to get so Daniel helped.”
“They’re beautiful Max.” You took them into your hands, admiring how stunning they were before moving one hand to lace into his. “Come on, I’m fucking shattered.” 
Needless to say, the photos of the two of you holding hands as you left the set went down a treat on social media. 
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The US is Israel's greatest ally. It contains about a third of the Jewish people in the world, a close second to Israel itself.
In that country, in 2023, an ally and dinner guest of a former President/major Presidential candidate*, by some polls the front-runner, can openly call for the extermination of Jews, amid a spree of attacks and threats against Jews that reportedly included some 200 swattings and bomb threats to Jewish buildings in ONE DAY, and its barely a blip in the news cycle.
This is happening at the same time that the owner of X (formerly Twitter), one of the richest and most powerful men in the world, has just declared that Jews are spreading "hatred against whites" and flooding Western countries with non-white immigrants- the same "Replacement Theory" that has been cited in the manifestos of multiple mass shooters. And it is happening less than a century after two thirds of Europes' Jews were exterminated in countries they once called home- an atrocity that many still deny or downplay.
Does anyone, ANYONE still question why many Jews might feel that they require their own homeland in order to be safe? Or that defending that homeland at all costs is a matter of survival for them as a people?
None of this justifies the atrocities in Gaza, or the criminality of the Netanyahu regime (something which many Jews both inside and outside of Israel also oppose).
But when seeing the power disparity between Israel and Palestinians, and its horrific effects on Palestinian civilians, it is often forgotten (or deliberately ignored) that in the larger, worldwide picture, Jews are still a small, marginalized, and vulnerable group- perhaps more so now than at any time since the Holocaust (and to state what should be obvious, the existence of some individual wealthy and powerful Jews does not negate this either, any more than Obama's election as president ended anti-Black racism).
So fuck ANYONE who tries, even a little, to downplay or justify antiSemitism, for ANY reason. Or who simply labels Israelis as colonial oppressors while ignoring the long and ongoing history of genocidal persecution against the Jewish people in pretty much every other place that they have tried to call home. And especially fuck those who try to present antiSemitism, and agreeing with Adolf fucking Hitler, as the anti-colonialist, anti-racist position.
*If anyone is questioning Trump's or Republicans' antiSemitism because of their closeness to certain Right-wing Jewish figures or stated support for Israel, it must be understood that the American Right accepting Jews of European ancestry as white is a pretty recent development, and one that, like most of their supposed principles, they have adopted only when it is convenient to them. The Klan is an anti-Jewish (and anti-Catholic) organization as well as an anti-Black one, and the support from evangelical Christians for Israel is founded in a combination of hatred for Arabs/Palestinians/Muslims, geopolitical strategic maneuvering, and a belief that Israel needs to exist to fulfill their apocalypse prophecies so that Jesus can send all the Jews to Hell. It is not based in any sincere sympathy for Jewish people, nor a desire for anything for them but eternal damnation in Hellfire, preceded by slaughter here on Earth.
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I find it hilarious that Meghan has desperately hyped and outrightly exaggerated relationships with Alisters. She talked to Michelle Obama over dinner. Remember when she leaked that Hillary Clinton, Oprah, The Clooneys and the Obamas had formed "a ring of steel of protection" around her and that they are advising her on Megxit, prompting the Obama's to tell people magazine that no such thing exists.
During her podcast, she personally interviewed only Alisters herself, while the other guests were interviewed by her producers. During Netflix documentary, she showed a text, supposedly coming from Beyonce. She got SS to get some high profile celebrities to do her 40x40 stuff for her. She leaked about her 'friendship' with Gwyneth. She is desperate to be friends with celebrities but when the chips are down, when it comes to where she should be hanging out with them, no celebrity associates with her so she resorts to hanging out with those she pays or her employees.
They are all pr relationships.
And, at this point, it’s painfully obvious that they are pr relationships.
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Ben Gross x Reader - Study sessions turned into hospital stays [1.1K Words] 
Benjamin “Ben” Gross was anything but chill. Ever since the boy could remember he has always been go go go. Whether it was regarding his health, his education, or his overall trajectory in life, Ben has never understood the meaning of chill. Sure he had the entire World Book Encyclopedia memorized in the hard drive of his brain and routinely updated it as each new definition came out, but Ben more so never understood the need for chill. Chill was for people with mediocre career goals, chill was just another synonym for substandard, chill was not meant for Ben Gross. 
As the student continued to frantically highlight facts with his multicolored stationary, his mind began to lose focus. Was he studying history or science? Wait, this is the unit circle. Ben panicked realizing that the letters he was reading were actually numbers. When did I start studying pre-calculus? Ben thought to himself, his eyebrows furrowing as his mind was more lost than ever. Before he could backtrack, the boy felt a pain shoot up his side. The pain coursed through his entire hip into his triceps and chest, the tightness felt like a strike of lightning rippling through the sky of his upper body. 
A few breathes calmed his aches, and as Ben was just about to turn his attention back on studying he heard soft gasps of surprises from his study partner. Or at least, the person who was supposed to be his study partner. 
He was so focused on his textbooks and formula sheets, he hadn’t realized that you’ve hidden yourself behind your notebook. Ben glanced at your direction and noticed the band of your headphones peeking out the top of the coiled book. You released another sound, one that sounded like endearment for whatever was happening on your phone screen. Ben called out your name, but your headphones created a barrier between yourself and the outside world. The lack of response made the scrunch in his forehead deepen and he decided to gain your attention back. 
You were engrossed in your phone screen. Your entire focus was placed on the newest season of your favourite show. The romantic background music blasted in your ears and your heart swelled as the gap between the two main characters was beginning to close. And just as their lips were about to touch, your notebook fell from its upright position, bringing your phone down with it. “No!” You exclaimed, feeling the cord rip out of the headphone jack. “Ben,” You turned to your boyfriend who held a satisfactory smile on his face, “What was that for?” 
“We are supposed to be studying,” Your partner replied, handing you some flashcards, “If I want to get into Columbia University I need to ace all ten of these classes, and you were supposed to be helping me. Not watching the latest season of whatever is on Netflix.” He shot back, a little upset about your absence. Ben reached to rub his side, his muscles still throbbing from earlier. 
“Babe, I’m sorry but you’ve been studying for hours.” You exasperated, fingers fidgeting with the edge of the index papers, “Plus, this season is really romantic. The main love interest surprised her with flowers, Ben, flowers.”
Ben couldn’t help but soften his expression. He knew he has been busy lately and that your dates have turned into nights with you napping on his bed while he kept one light on and his nose deep in his laptop, instead of the nice dinners he wanted to take you to. But he was applying to the same school that Michelle Obama went to, he had no choice but to continue running at full speed. “C’mon (Y/N), any guy can get a girl flowers.” He retorted gently, his frustration melting away. 
“Sometimes a girl just wants to be swept off her feet, okay? Not read index cards about the First Amendment” You countered. There was no anger in your voice. You knew getting into Columbia was something important for Ben, but the romantic in you wanted the blooming of music, the build up to life changing moments, and spontaneous gestures. 
“Hey,” Ben whispered, scooting closer to you. His hand reached to cup your cheek, bringing your pouted expression towards him, “You are just as important to me as Columbia. Even though Jake Gyllen – “ 
“You know we can’t say his name after what he did to Swift, Baby” You interrupted with the corner of your lips slowly turning upwards into a smile. 
“Right,” Ben began again. “Even though he who shall not be named also graduated from there, I want to go there because I want to be the best version of myself for you and to be able to get you all the flowers and chocolates and Taylor Swift concert tickets you want.” 
His confession made your heart melt, making you plant a soft kiss on his lips, his body melting into yours immediately. “The best version of yourself is one that isn’t stressed out with ten classes and clearly undergoing some physical stress,” You replied, eyes darting towards the hand Ben kept on his side, “We should get that checked out.” 
As you supported your boyfriend to the hospital, the two of you got to have a much needed date in the hospital cafeteria sharing pudding cups and something kinda close to a nice dinner. Though Ben had insisted that you should go home instead of staying overnight with him, you continued to stay by his side, choosing to share the small hospital bed over the comforts of your own room. And for the first time in months the two of you slept together, with all the lights off and dreams of your future together in college. 
When you woke up in the morning you found yourself alone in the hospital room with only your school bag keeping you company. The sunrise premiered a show of light streaks in the room, speckling rainbows on the furniture. In a few minutes, you saw Ben walk in the room with a dozen lilies and a box of your favourite desserts just like how the love interest did in your show. 
“You swept me up off my feet.” You gushed, happily accepting the gifts and opening the box to reveal a collection of pastries. “Thank you.”
Ben planted a kiss on your forehead before taking his share of desserts, “Of course, it’s only fair since you technically swept me all the way here to the ER.” He joked. 
The two of you shared a laugh, happy to have finally found a non academic related moment together. Even though there was no music, or any dramatic proclamations of love, it was your moment and you wouldn’t trade it for anything else.
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