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dansfull · 6 months ago
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me gustaría intentarlo aunque ya no haya tiempo
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tendebill · 10 months ago
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I love the idea of Ezio being unused to being flirted with. So he just, short-circuits whenever Leonardo flirts with him.
(Leonardo finds this endearing)
hi this ask is super fucking old but i have had this sketched out in my sketchbook and i have spontaneously decided to finish it up today instead of sleeping
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made two versions cuz ik my handwriting can be hard to read. i wanted to draw this digitally initially (like 80 years ago) but womp womp i did this instead. sorry if they look funky, i haven't drawn them in a while :')
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toiletwipes · 2 years ago
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It's from the new lovejoy mv and I'm simping
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Youre a simp. Big time.
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arcadiansummer · 2 years ago
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kokobot baby i am not interested in these mental health topics bc i am one of them. kissing ur head softly tho
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sajdd · 5 months ago
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NPC grian my bolved
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dansfull · 9 months ago
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me acuerdo la cantidad de cosas que vivimos juntos y me parece hasta surrealista que ahora, después de seis años de no saber de vos, hayas vuelto más insoportable que nunca con vernos, con hacer algo, cuando en su momento yo era la que estaba atrás...
me perturba que me hayas presionado tanto por mensajes al punto de tener que bloquearte. me molesta todo de vos, me das asco. algo que en su momento me parecía hasta gracioso, lindo, tierno, ahora me da tremendo asco hijo de re mil puta. no puede ser que no estés haciendo nada de tu vida todavía. pasaron seis años. lo unico que haces es laburar y fumar porro. no estudias ni lees nada. todo el día con ese celular de re mierda.
yo siempre intento pensar que las cosas que hace la gente es de buena fe. siempre intento justificar o pensar lo mejor. pero no tiene sentido. no te hablo y seguis mandandome mensajes. no te das cuenta de que no quiero q me hables si no te contesto? qué mas necesitas? me bombardeas el instagram, con reels, fotos, "qué onda desaparecida". no te das cuenta enserio? yo creo que te haces el pelotudo o directamente te falla la cabeza y en el fondo perdiste todo el amor propio que te quedaba, toda la verguenza, te sentis poderoso, impune, porque seguis viviendo en un pasado en el que yo moría por un contacto tuyo. pero las cosas cambiaron y ya en mi solo generas asco.
me gusta que las cosas cambien. es una bendicion, pero a veces tambien puede ser una tortura.
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tendebill · 9 months ago
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boops you with my paws >:3
feeling boopable rn >:3c
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lenny-zesty · 1 year ago
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flumfy,,,
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some silly doodles
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toiletwipes · 1 year ago
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Peaches has blessed us another pretty white boy
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ioautomeris · 7 months ago
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Venti my bolved
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boiled-onionrings · 2 months ago
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I brought forth. An offering. Behold!
Offering accepted, welcome to the club my bolved
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tendebill · 2 years ago
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RIGHT BACK AT YA BESTIE <3
Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful! Keep the game going to make someone smile💙
I don't have time to send it out cause I'm about to lose wifi for a few hours, so I'm just gonna tag a few! Please don't get mad if I forget you, I'm dumb and full of love for everyone!
@nymphoheretic @dabislittlesluttyprincess @dabislittlebeaniebaby @dabislittlemouse @daniidil @the-milk-anon @helloiamadrawer @omniuravity
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cogiimyunna · 10 days ago
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saki tenma kagerou daze alt vocal save me saki tenma kagerou daze alt vocal. saki trnma kagerowu daze alt vocal save me saki tenma kageworu saze alt voscal. sakit nem kagerou daE alr vpcal save me saki tenma kaegerou daze alt bolv
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valiantdust · 2 years ago
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I am too angry to sleep so I may as well post about this.
Alexander Darwall is a hedge fund manager who owns 4000 acres of Dartmoor. He has contested the right of the public to camp on his land. And he has won.
This has been portrayed in the media as a loss of the 'right to roam'. This is a stupid way to phrase it. We never had the right to roam. We have never had the right to wander and live on the land. The Romani people and travelling communities whose way of life is criminalised know this - but of course there isn't so much of a mention of the 'right to roam' until white middle class people think their children's dofe expedition might be threatened.
Anyway, I digress. Despite my badly-worded cynicism, this is a loss, and I am furious.
I am local. I have always lived in Devon, between the two moors. My dad knows the westcountry like the back of his hand. He and I could cross the county with our eyes closed. The tors and rivers and moorland raised me as much as he or my mum did.
And still, neither of us would claim Dartmoor as our own. Because it is not our land to claim.
But, as is the insurmountable self-centredness and inconceivably egotistical nature of the rich, Alexander Darwall visits the westcountry a couple times (as all rich people do, to recline in their seaside holiday cottage for the two weeks of the year that the ghost town they've driven all local people out of is actually populated, by other posh pricks, only to fuck off again and leave behind poverty and a decimated housing market), and decides that the local people can't be trusted with such beautiful land, and thinks he deserves to own it. And manage it.
Because of course the local peasants couldn't know anything about conservation. We don't have a connection to this land, oh no, nothing as strong as the connection between a rich man and the estate he can shoot pheasants on.
It makes my blood boil. The evil of it, the condescension. People like Alexander Darwell know nothing about the moor. It's not just about walking on it a few times: when you're local, you know it. You've seen it in all of its forms, all months and all seasons, you've seen it at its most beautiful and most ugly, you've endured its cold to stare at the stars, you know its history and you've followed its standing stones, walked silently and respectfully past its tombs and barrows, you've replanted trees and held the earth in your hands, you've counted the deer bolving, you've built the structures that will rewet the moorland and return its life, you've sampled the soil from the bottom of trenches and carefully replaced every layer to disturb it as little as possible, and you've sweated and ached to see all of these things and give all of this to the moor.
And still, the land is not yours to own! You can do all of this - I have done all of this - and still the land is not yours, and it is not mine.
And you can do none of this, and you should still have a right to access it. That is the point of our conservation efforts.
Conservation is the old men and women who I've planted trees with, the archaeologists I've uncovered my county's history with, my dad and his colleagues working on projects to protect the moor and the climate that is harmed by the loss of carbon-rich peat.
Conservation is not a hedge fund manager privatising the land for profit. It is not the mindless, evil promise of capital, that compels Alexander Darwall to build fences around Dartmoor and lock up his land. His land. I feel sick typing it.
Because ultimately, this was done for profit. There is contempt in it - Darwall has no respect for local people who aren't far-right politicians he can buy - but the main motivation is money. The national park will now give him money, money which should be spent on conservation projects but is now going into an evil millionaire's pocket, and the rich cunts who can't wait to butcher the pheasants and deer that should be existing wild, in naturally-sized populations, will give him money to shoot and hunt on his land and leave the carcasses there to rot.
I am angry. I am so, so angry.
I have every intent to camp on Darwall's land. I will break his locks and tear down his fences, and every local who can should do the same.
Dartmoor is no one's. But if it must belong to someone, it should belong to us, and not to him.
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tendebill · 2 years ago
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:D tysm for the tag bestieee
tagging @nebulacrum & @de-ghost if u guys wanna join :3
I FOUND ANOTHER PICREW YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS: TAG GAME
link here :3
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Tagging (with no pressure ofc): @humanitys-strongest-bamf @romantichomicide95 @postwarlevi @the-milk-anon @happybird16 @roseofdarknessblog @wyvernslovecake @leviismybby @icansmellsouls and anyone else I might have missed!! (Msg me if you'd like to join (or be taken off, it doesn't bother me either way!) my tag list for picrews and tags games!!)
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jellymerit · 12 days ago
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Misspelling things for comedic effect but still being unfunny my .bolved
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