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whewchilly · 1 year
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Media Day at the Azerbaijan GP | 27 April 2023
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notetaeker · 10 months
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June 21, 2023 - Wednesday
Today is officially the first day of summer! It was a little cold outside actually. I spent the whole day cleaning out my closet, steam pressing my clothes, and organizing my giant sack of sewing projects that I’ve been accumulating from like 2013 💀 Also we are in the holy days of Dhul Hijjah, so I’m trying to do as many good deeds as possible, even though I am unable to fast 💔 May Allah accept from us all.
Pics: These days I’m kind of getting obsessed with drawing buildings even though it’s not easy due to perspective 😭 i don’t want peace i want problems✨
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catdemontraphouse · 1 month
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We need more of this!!
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rain-n-blue-roses · 1 month
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Eternal route Hideyoshi!! 💚
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“You make me feel invincible, earthquake powerful.”
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“Just like a tidal wave, you make me brave.”
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I was talking to my manager and he says I need to stop watching “old” horror movies, and start watching modern ones because they are better and “let you show more stuff”. He didn’t elaborate on what that stuff was or what counts as a modern horror movie 💀 but I’m still curious on what others think
[to make it simple I think I’d classify old horror as 1999 and under, then modern horror as 2000 and up 🤷🏿] of course if you have ur own classifications let me know :)
I’m not good at making polls sorry 😅
Idk how to word my opinion, for old movies I know if it was banned and a shop was still selling it they would get raided etc etc. Modern movies I feel like it gets stopped before it even gets made “oh no we can’t put this in, but what about the shareholders the profits!!!”
Also it’s prlly more in depth then this uh so many reasons
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isa-belle1367 · 1 month
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Little drunk altmal fluff to ease the pain🥰
I heard Altair come into the bureau. It was late at night and he had been out tracking his target all day.
A rich political who spent his time getting drunk, sending money to Templars, and spreading their propaganda.
He recently had a man killed for speaking out against his cruel ways. The drunkard deserved to die.
I watched as Altair walked into the main room, holding up a bloodied feather. He was oddly quiet.
I gave a nod of approval before returning to the map I had been looking at. To my left, I heard the sound of Altair walking behind my desk.
"Altair, what are y-" I was cut off by him sliding his arms around my waist and resting his head on my shoulder.
I tensed but he didn't seem to notice.
"Altair, what are you doing?" It was less of a question and more of a demand
"You smell like home." He muttered, burying his face in my neck.
From here, I could smell the faint smell of alcohol on his breath. His target had been a drinker, so it made sense that Altair had to go to a bar. But why was he drunk?
"And you smell like alcohol. Why are you drunk novice." I said while turning around to face him.
He was really close to my face. His hands lingered on my waist.
He frowned for a moment as if trying to remember. "Had to go as a guest. He insisted on me having some drinks."
I sighed. "They could have been poisoned!"
"Made him take the first sip." He muttered while leaning closer to me, resting his head on my shoulder.
"Okay, let's get you to bed. You can't fall asleep on my shoulder." I said, trying to gently move him off of me.
He made a whining noise while moving his face closer to my neck. The action made my hair stand.
Great, he didn't want to go to bed. I really didn't want to leave him out here.
"Why don't you want to go to bed?" I said exasperated. Just how drunk was he?
"Nightmares." He muttered. His voice was barely audible, I could only hear him because he was right next to my ear.
I sighed. Most assassins suffered from nightmares, Altair included, so it made sense, but that didn't really help the situation.
"If I go with you, will you go to bed?" I knew I was going to regret this decision, but I'd rather suffer a bit of embarrassment than having a drunk assassin terrorizing the city.
Altair paused for a minute before nodding his head and moving off of me.
"Can you walk, or do I need to carry you?" I said sarcastically.
"I can walk." He said quietly.
I grabbed his hand and led him out from behind my desk. I brought him over to where he had been sleeping the past few nights. I was about to tell him to lie down before I noticed that he still had all of his knives on him.
"Your knives." I pointed out.
He looked down before shrugging.
"You're not going to bed with knives all over you. You're going to stab yourself."
He sighed, clearly unhappy, before sitting down and beginning to remove all of his weapons and gear. He was clearly struggling as his hands fumbled with the straps.
I shook my head, sitting down in front of him and beginning to help him with my one good arm.
I carefully set the knives off to the side, I was less careful with his gear, just tossing it next to the blades.
I tried not to focus on how close I was to him. I could feel his body heat. He was warm. It was a sharp contrast to the cold night. I was half tempted to lean into his warmth, but I refrained.
After all of his gear was off, he flopped down onto his makeshift bed, exhausted.
I laid down next to him, and he quickly moved closer to me, burying his face in my chest.
I sighed. Who knew that Altair, who despised touch, became so clingy when he was drunk.
I wrapped my arm around him, and he moved closer.
I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep myself.
He took a deep breath. "You smell like home." He murmured. It wasn't long before I could tell he was asleep.
I smiled. Maybe this wasn't so bad.
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marilynthornhilllover · 8 months
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SO I GOT WASTED LIKE ALL MY POTENTIAL
Natasha romanoff x fem!reader
Warning: angst, grief, depression themes,heartbreak, death,adoptive daughter,just sad stuff🥲❤️‍🩹
A/n: I apologize for any tears shedded through out this fanfic😭🥲
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It's been 5 years.....
5 long years
5 hard years
5 depressive years
5 lonely years
5 years without her by your side
5 years without her laughter
5 years without her smile
5 years without her hugs
5 years without her.
It's been 5 years since natasha romanoff died....Your lover. Your wife. The mother of your daughter. The one who kept you going when you so badly wanted to stop. The one who kept you smiling, Laughing, living when all you wanted to do was die.
The evening you found out natasha died, your world fell like a dynasty. It crumbled like an old castle on a mountain. Clint came back with the stone in his hands trying to reason with you but you couldn't even look at him. Yelana tried to cope you through the grief but she needed the comfort also.... she lost her sister...It's crazy how your world fell apart in one day. You felt lost, empty, broken, confused. You felt everything at once and you needed it to stop you needed everything and everyone to go away.
The hardest thing you had to do was tell your 6 year old daughter natalie who's birthday was a day after Natasha's birthday "that mama wasn't going to be coming back but she's in a more better and safer place". Your heart broke when you saw your daughters eyes filled with tears as she dropped her teddy bear and ask " do mommy not like me anymore?,did she leave becauseof me?". You hugged her and told her that "that wasn't the case and mommy is just resting and one day you'll see her again".
Even though Natalie wasn't you or Natasha's biological daughter she reminded you of natasha more than ever. Her laugh, her little pout when she didn't even her way, her stubborn personality, her giggles and smiles to the way she would try to do cartwheels all the time but still couldn't land them successful. You saw natasha in everythingshe did or even said. she even had natashas slice red hair color.You wanted to name her after natasha but natasha thought it was weird so you both settled for Natalie.
You would call natasha 'natty' sometimes or even 'tasha' and it's the name name you'd call your daughter by. You'd still remember the way natasha held her, played with her, lift her up when she cried, gaved her candy even when you said no, start prank wars with her against you, braid her hair she they can be twins, bring her toys when she was gone for a long time, read her stories, pick her up from school, buy her smoothies, blow her food for her when it was too hot, sleep in her bed when she had nightmares, teach her Russian. You remembered it all as if it was yesterday.
Part of you wanted to cling onto the memories natasha left you with, the love she inspired you to use, the confidence she made you learn to have the there was this bitter side of you that wanted to forget all about her, and move on. Forget how she would wash your hair, cook your favorite spicy food, gaved you nose kisses, let you wear her sweater, bought you teddy bears that she found cute, the way she would cuddle with you. The way she made love to you... so gentle and caring. You wanted to forget that she even existed. But how evil could you be if you did.
She did exist, and she was a legend. A kind soul, a beautiful human being, a pure person. Someone who cared, someone who loved, someone who provides, someone who protects, someone who shares, someone who teaches, someone who's fights. She was real..... and she was perfect....
Your sad that she's gone but your happy that she was yours. Yours to laugh with and at, yours to love, yours to kiss. She was everything to you and she still is. Because she left you with a beautiful little girl she shines brighter than her. Everytime you look into Natalie's big green eyes you see natasha, everytime you braid her beautiful long red hair, you remember natasha, everytime Natalie didn't get her way and pouted you remember natasha, everytime Natalie laughed, smiled or do something remotely funny or silly or even brave, you remembered natasha.
You remembered her through her clothes, her pictures, her favorite food, her favorite things, her favorite places, her favorite books, her favorite songs. Natasha will always be in your hearts. Always.
Even though she's gone she still hasn't left. Because she's with you in spirit and that gives you comfort. You smile at sunsets because it's what she loved looking at, you take natalie to cloud watching because it's what natasha spent half her childhood doing, you loved doing back bridges with natalie because it's one of the things natasha was good at. You even dyed your hair red because no one rocks the color like she does. You'd laugh at bad Russian pronouncing because she was flawless at hers.
You loved watching action movies because it was something she loved doing....
You chuckled as you kissed her tombstone, falling into your trance again before you were quickly pulled back by a whistle. Natasha and yelenas whistle. You looked back to see yelena chasing your daughter natalie who was chasing a blue butterfly. Natalie giggled as yelena caught her and pushed her down on the ground. Yelena smiled as she tickles the poor girl. You smile at the scene before you, wishing Natasha could see it. But she was... she was smiling from heaven...
" natty" you called out and your daughter turned to look at you. Yelena did too and the name made her heart clench harder than the day she heard about Natasha's death. You saw her eyes flash as the throbbing pain came back to her chest. She sniffed and looked away from you as she helped natalie stand to her feet, dusting her dress and teddy bear from leafs and grass.
" Come here natalie let's say goodbye to mom" you spoke trying to stay strong into front of the little girl, making sure tears don't well in your eyes and your voice don't break but yelena saw right through you.
You daughter ran up to you smiling her pig tales swinging in the wind as her dress flew freely. You daughter huffed as she wiped a strand of hair from her sweaty forehead and sat in your lap. Yelana sitting on the other side of you. You caressed your daughters head as you looked down at her.
" what do you wanna tell mom baby?" You asked and she looked up and placed her tiny finger on her chin.
" ummm" she spoke as she continued to look up, she gasped as she looked at you smiling. She turned to the tombstone and giggled.
" so mama, mommy took me to take out my tooth because it was wobbly and we placed it in a small zip lock bag and put it under my pillow and the tooth fairy gaved me 10 dollars!" She exclaimed clapping her hands. Yelena smiled at her and gasped.
" good job малыш" yelena spoke.
" so mama I got you this teddy bear that says, I miss you because I do miss you" she spoke placing the teddy bear and some flowers on the grass. You sighed trying your hardest not to cry as your daughter kissed the tombstone.
" mommy says one day I can see you again and I hope it's on my birthday so we could have all the cake in the world" she spoke as she giggled.
" good job baby, now say goodbye to mom" you spoke rubbing her back, and she did before running off and doing a cartwheel that she actually finally landed. You smiled at her, yelena has been teaching her for weeks and your happy that she finally learned how to do one. You looked over and yelena and she smiled at you but it didn't reached her eyes. She was in pain... you tapped your shoulder and left, getting in the car with natalie.
You sniffed as a tear broke free but you ket the rest a bay before you broke down.
" I miss you nat, so much..... I love you, keep doing heavens most beautiful angel.... bye my love" you spoke as you kissed her tombstone. You placed the flowers down and took a good look at it.
Natasha romanoff, a mother, wife, sister, daughter, friend and an avenger....
You smiled and walked away. You'll come vist her grave again in the next 3 weeks..... who knows if it will be the last......
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otomaticallyobsessed · 8 months
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Can anyone please give me tips and tricks for battles in twst?? I am a new player, but ive been grinding lessons to level myself while at work (they really give you so many gems when you start?? And i just burned them all on LP). Maybe i shouldve used my gems to pull different cards?? I have three SSRs and theyre all fire and plant elementals.
Like ok, i get the elemental system (cosmic kinda throws me off but… the others i get). Maybe i havent played long enough to get enough spell upgrades from alchemy?
Basically, ive been throwing myself against Jamil for days now and i cant beat his OB battle?!
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loveyourownsmiilee · 28 days
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Did I miss something? What’s going on with the brother thing?
No you didn’t. Some “source” on Twitter made a comment insinuating that the term brother in reference to Buddie is gonna get things to become ugly in the fandom. I think??? Idk truly and I don’t care. And people are losing it over that and bc of Oliver’s interview in which he was all they’re close and he called Eddie his best friend and honestly???? I don’t even know what’s really going on and I don’t wanna know. This is just things that have been brought to my attention against my will lol.
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cheekh · 2 months
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they're on their way to sasuke's birthday party, setting up the last of the preparations before the birthday boy is dragged to the location by his team :D
i wanted to draw the forest with fairy lights but we all know i can barely do art and bgs aren't my forte :')
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quarantineddreamer · 3 months
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I think a natural consequence of being chronically ill/immunocompromised is becoming more…germ opposed. (Im not gonna say hypochondriac but I mean yeah, I guess that).
Anyways I hate how it forces me to constantly be on my toes about getting sick and how in turn…I get perceived/treated like I’m overreacting and ruining things (example; visiting family rn and I can hear my father in law hacking up a lung and now I’m sitting here like..fuuuuck I don’t wanna leave the room! I don’t wanna get sick! I just started a new med, I’m in as little pain as I have been in nearly two months and I’ve worked so hard to get here and i don’t want to get sick)
But my FIL is also the type of guy who will be weird about me feeling this way (uncomfortable/anxious). Plus there is supposed to be a gathering at the house tonight where he has invited a friend who he’s proclaimed multiple times to be anti-vax 🙃
Anyways why am I writing all this out? Who tf knows I can’t exactly talk about it freely rn and do don’t want it to live in my brain where it’s gnawing at me from the inside out
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phat-bat68 · 4 months
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HOW DO I DE WRINKLE MARX??
THE VACCUM SEAL MADE HIM WRINKLY AND HE'S STILL NOT UNWRINKLED I THOUGHT HE'D UNWRINKLE ON HIS OWN 😔
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shrublub · 1 year
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minecraft skeleton noises playing in the background
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Self indulgent fluff because my sleep schedule has been horrible lately and it pisses me off 🥲
Modern AU with Giyuu tomioka
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The phone’s screen shined on your face in the dark bedroom. It was already five am and you still didn’t feel tired. You gave up on any technique to help you sleep since none of them ever worked. You scrolled through your phone, waiting until your body forced you to sleep since it was the only time you would actually be successful. A large exhale left your nose as you started to get frustrated at the thought. You didn’t like how difficult it was for you to sleep lately. It’s was aggravating. You’d either sleep all day or wake up early with barely any hours of sleep just to still stay awake until the sun rose.
Your boyfriend, Giyuu, was however fast asleep beside you. Both of your backs facing each other as his chest slowly rose and fell with each breath he took. You look back at him and admire him for a bit. He always looked so nice when he was asleep. He somehow managed to look even more charming. His broad shoulders making him look like a tall mountain and his hair finally let loose from his hair tie and splayed out on his pillow. You were glad he was getting some well deserved rest. He always got Saturday’s and Sunday’s off since he worked at the highschool so those were the only two days he was allowed to sleep in. You enjoyed those days with him. Being able to have slow, lazy mornings with him. Snuggling up against each other as the sun slowly made its way high into the sky. The birds being your alarms rather than your annoying phones. Not feeling any rush to get up and out of bed, just being in each other’s embrace until you both get too hungry for breakfast to urge you out of the soft blankets.
You place your phone down for a second so that you could turn and place a small kiss on Giyuu’s clothed shoulder blade. Grazing your fingers across his back a little before turning back to your phone. It was a new thing you were doing. With the whole no sleeping thing, you’d often randomly kiss Giyuu throughout his slumber. He never woke up from it and you never told him about it. It was just a nice affectionate thing you liked to do every night now. You could never help yourself anyways, he’s just too kissable to begin with. You turn back to your phone and continue to scroll through it. The weight on the bed shifts and Giyuu starts to roll over in his sleep, his face now looking at your back. You didn’t bother to look since he occasionally rolled every once in a while in his sleep. However, Giyuu started to feel himself stir awake.
His eyes slowly opening to see a bright light. He notices that you’re on your phone. Your brightness was the lowest it could be but to him, who was asleep and just barely opened his eyes, it was too bright. He exhaled deeply as he wraps an arm around your waist. With his arm hooked around you, he pulls himself closer into you and places a lazy kiss on your shoulder. You turn over to see your boyfriend tiredly snuggling himself close to you. You place your phone down to give him your attention.
“Why’re still awake, Love?” He tiredly mumbles out.
“Can’t sleep.”
“Why not?”
You shrug and lock your hand with his, bringing it up to your lips to place a small kiss on his knuckles. “Don’t know. It’s been like this for a while.”
Giyuu shoots up and looks at you with concerned, tired eyes. “What? Why didn’t you tell me? I could help.”
“I’ve tried everything. Nothing helps. And it’s alright, I’m sure it’ll pass. I’m sure I’ll get back to my normal sleeping schedule eventually.”
Giyuu pouts at you and places a kiss on your temple. “I don’t think that’s not how you solve an issue like this. I could make you some tea? Lavender and camomile? Those help with sleep.”
You turn yourself to be facing Giyuu, now wrapping your arm around him as well and sigh, “I’ve already tried. Didn’t work.”
Giyuu brings a hand to cup the side of your face, his thumb gliding over your cheek. “Hmmm I could stay up with you. Until you fall asleep as well.”
“You’re sweet, but I wouldn’t want you to do that. You need your rest.”
“So do you.” Giyuu answers, placing another small kiss on your nose.
You smile, “I know I know. But you shouldn’t stay up as late as me.”
“I don’t want you staying up so late either. A shitty sleep schedule is never good. It’s not healthy.” Giyuu starts to yawn as his fingers start to comb through your hair. You just hum in agreement as you place your head more against his chest.
“Mmm I know what’ll help you sleep.” Giyuu says tiredly, his eyes trying to resist to urge to close.
“What?”
“I kiss you to sleep.”
“Kiss me to sleep?”
“Yeah, I kiss you all over, until we both fall asleep. Hold you close to me. You cuddle in close. It’ll be relaxing. So relaxing that stubborn brain of yours will finally feel the need to rest already.” Giyuu almost slurs with his deep, tired voice.
“Mmmm you could try. I’ve never tried that method before, maybe it’ll work. And I could never say no to kisses from you.”
Giyuu smiles happily as he places a kiss on your forehead. “That’s one.” Giyuu starts to place more and more soft kisses across your face. His fingertips grazing along your clothed back softly. His hands also finding their way into your hair occasionally to pet as well. His soft kisses feeling warm against your skin as his tired breathes between each kiss tickled you. His hair a mess and grazing against your face every once in a while as well. You slowly start to feel your brain go fuzzy as you get closer and closer to falling asleep. You hum out happily as you make yourself more comfortable into Giyuu’s arms, legs tangled together with the soft blanket keeping you both warm during the cold night. The feeling of his lips slowly starting to fade away as your drift further away into sleep. Giyuu smiles happily to himself, proud that his method was working and placed a final, lingering kiss on your forehand, wishing you a good night through a yawn as he fell asleep alongside you.
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aimeedaisies · 1 year
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Aimee's unofficial working royal engagement count (based on the Court Circular)
March 2023
(2023 total so far in brackets)
King Charles - 59 (128)
Queen Camilla - 26 (51)
William, Prince of Wales - 21 (44)
Catherine, Princess of Wales - 11 (35)
Prince Edward, Duke of Edinburgh - 23 (60)
Sophie, Duchess of Edinburgh - 13 (51)
Princess Anne, The Princess Royal - 51 (142)
Accompanied by Sir Tim Laurence - 10 (38)
Prince Richard, Duke of Gloucester - 24 (36)
Birgitte, Duchess of Gloucester - 17 (25)
Prince Edward, Duke of Kent - 8 (17)
Princess Alexandra - 0 (2)
January
February
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