#hey alexander

[ghoul-haunted]

deep sighing

[jennicatzies]

Fuck it posting all these

Messy Hamilton screenshot redraws

TURN AROUND BEND OVER I'LL SHOW YOU WHERE MY SHOE FITS dot png but without motion blur for you viewing pleasure

[forthepinkhearted]

all for me 🫠💗

[doomdoomofdoom]

Apparently there's currently discussion in science (humanities in particular) about whether video essays could be accepted as academic writing on par with the academic papers we currently have

I think that's awesome as fuck tbh

[i-may-be-an-emu]

OK SO YOU KNOW THAT REACTION VIDEO THAT THAT PERSON DID OF SFTH

UM

so that happened-

[antiqua-lugar]

Dumas also wrote a canonical historically accurate gay couple in The Vicomte of Bragelonne, just in case anyone wants to compare how he clearly knows how to hint things.

which is why I am not normal about anything he wrote about athos

you’d have to be so silly to think dumas wasn’t trying to imply eugenie is a lesbian in the count of monte cristo lol. she’s only just properly been introduced where I’m at and she’s basically described in accordance with invert theory. this is how people understood these ‘tendencies’ I’m p sure his audience would have known exactly what he was implying

[glossyblue]

Unstoppable Connection

𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗒𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾: 𝗁𝗂𝗂𝗂𝗂𝗂 , trent🫠💭 Comments are respectful and helpfu𝗅🤝🏻❤️‍🩹

𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒: 𝖳𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍'𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎...

𝖯𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗈𝗅𝖽 × 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

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The metallic tang of burnt rubber lingered in the air, a haunting reminder of the screeching halt that had upended your life. You stared out the window of Trent's Range Rover, the familiar sight of Melwood, Liverpool's training ground, now a painful reminder of what you couldn't do. "Penny for your thoughts?" Trent's voice, usually laced with playful Scouse, was soft, cautious. He'd been your rock since the accident, his usual cheeky grin replaced with a quiet strength that both comforted and frustrated you. You forced a smile, hating the concern etched on his handsome features. "Just thinking how weird it is to see Melwood from this side of the fence." He chuckled, the sound a little forced, but you appreciated the effort. "Missing your daily dose of bossing me around on the pitch?"You scoffed, but a genuine smile tugged at your lips. Meeting Trent on the pitch had been a happy accident. He'd been drawn to your fiery spirit, your refusal to back down, even against a Premier League star. And you? You'd fallen for his talent, his dedication, and the surprisingly goofy humor he hid beneath his superstar persona. "Don't worry, Alexander-Arnold," you shot back, your voice regaining some of its usual bite. "I'll be back to my winning streak soon enough. You just focus on not getting complacent without me there to keep you on your toes."

He reached over, his hand finding yours, his thumb rubbing soothing circles against your skin. "Listen," he began, his voice serious, "I know this is beyond frustrating. Believe me, seeing you stuck at home while I'm out there… it's killing me."You squeezed his hand, his touch a lifeline in the sea of frustration threatening to drown you. "I know, Trent. It's just… everything feels so damn impossible right now. Walking, showering, even just reaching for the remote feels like climbing Mount Everest." He pulled into his usual parking spot, but didn't let go of your hand. "Hey, we'll tackle this together, yeah? One physio session, one step, one ridiculously bad joke at a time." He flashed you a goofy grin, and you couldn't help but laugh.

The next few months were a blur of hospital visits, physiotherapy sessions that left you feeling more like a rusty robot than a human, and endless days spent confined within the four walls of your shared flat. Your usual boundless energy was replaced by a gnawing frustration that often morphed into anger, leaving you feeling like a pressure cooker about to explode. One evening, after a particularly brutal physio session, the dam broke. You collapsed onto the sofa, tears streaming down your face. "I'm never going to be the same, Trent," you sobbed, the words ripped from the depths of your despair. "I'll never play again, never run, never…" He was instantly by your side, pulling you into his arms, his embrace a haven of warmth and strength. "Don't you dare finish that sentence," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "You're strong, you're stubborn, and you're twice the fighter I am on my best day. This is a setback, love, a bloody annoying one, but we'll get through it. We'll smash those physio sessions, we'll laugh at my terrible jokes, and when you're back on your feet, stronger than ever, we'll celebrate. We'll go to Santorini, just like we talked about. Sun, sea, and maybe a cheeky kickabout on the beach, yeah?" His words, filled with such unwavering belief, such love, sparked a flicker of hope in the darkness. You clung to him, drawing strength from his embrace. He was right. This wasn't the end. It was just the beginning of a long, arduous journey back to yourself. And with Trent by your side, his hand in yours, you knew you could face anything.

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[nico-di-genova]

kellmoss: Happy Birthday Best Friend!! I love you so much 🥰

[cry-ptidd]

Where’s the decorum? The finesse?

[liverpool-enjoyer]

so no trent birthday post from robbo?

[alexplayssimsnstuff]

That's It: I'm revisiting the Bella Goth thing.

The Sims 2 turns 20 next month and I honestly can't think of a better way to celebrate that than by looking at a post I made during a chaotic period in my life and seeing how it checks out. I wanted to establish a narrative behind why Bella's missing (I knew there were technical reasons but the fun was in finding the story) however because of that Chaotic Period™️ and circumstances I haven't really discussed here on the internet I haven't been able to fully cover things like I wanted to.

I'm working on it now and keeping myself busy between this and my schoolwork. I'm hoping to have everything out by September 17th. I also have other goodies and cool things in store for y'all.

[herushingu]

Good evening, Hellsing 🛡️

Friendly reminder that you got this. 🩸

[caliburn-not-calculator]

This might be a bit big for a doodle request, but Professionals in a Knight/Prince AU? It's been haunting the back of my mind...

I could decide who to do as who I flipped a coin, and so we have Prince-la and knight maxim

I started doing robots but the faces where not facing alas, so human them! Maxim is so done with this idiot who seems set on getting himself killed and VR-LA is… so fine

Very fine

Not panicking at all

[hammyham-o-o]

intro post??

HELLOO random internet strangers that find this!

if you've somehow stumbled across my blog, there is a 99.99% chance you're just as obsessed with a musical about dead founding fathers as I am~

LETS GOOOOO HAMILTRASH UNITE

Just a heads up: I won't be posting much original content, just reblogging cool Hamilton stuff I find :)

Feel free to ask me anything, but keep in mind I am a minor !!

(Look, I made a Hamilton friend! Go check out their blog. @iwrotetheother51 ) :D

OH I JUST REALIZED I should probably tell you my a03 is it_flies_at_night :D I haven't posted anything (yet?? who knows hehe) BUT if you get any likes or kudos now you know it's me ^_^

⭐️⭐️⭐️

Hey guys, just letting you all know that I won't be as active on here as I have been for the foreseeable future, life's gotten pretty busy so I'm just not gonna be able to be online as much (everything's okay, I'm just busy :))

My inbox is always open (ofc), but it might take a while for me to respond, cuz I probably won't see it right away (I promise I'm not ignoring you!!)

This is for All My Moots, but especially @half-eaten-baguetteee, @ashlamsms, @iwrotetheother51, @yunseowrites, @lil-gae-disaster, @moose-driving, @lavaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, @musicalfan78, @almaprincess66, @unicornsaures, @lams-is-canon, @kwilooo, @ivanisdying, @lemonlord14, @evan-at-deaths-doorstep, @thehangingswiftie, @winterzz7, @imobsessedwiththeatre, @c0nsumemy5oul, @thomasfvine, @probablyfrance, @notreallyfrance

(also not a moot but @hamalicious-soup I absolutely ADORE your comics)

I love and appreciate you guys sm, I promise I'm not ghosting you :') I'm just not gonna be online as much ^^

[i-may-be-an-emu]

HIS FACE-

[pythiaswine]

thinking about how difficult it must have been for Rachel Fawcette [Hamilton] to leave her firstborn behind in order to safely remove herself from Lavien's house. how much it must have eaten her up inside and how there was nothing she could do because her husband owned her and he owned their son and he owned everything that was hers and if she stayed, there's no telling what could have happened to her. And she lost her firstborn son over it, fuck the rest of everything she lost and how people treated her, she had no claims to her son who clearly grew up to resent her for what she, if we think critically for a moment and look at the context and the subtext and hey, let's face it, the TEXT, likely had to do. how women were constantly pitted in the most volatile of situations in those days and how she did the difficult thing and saved herself.

but yeah sure let's reduce her to Whore because that is so much more impactful through a modern lens, like sure let's give her disgusting husband, and every other fucking man throughout history, the glory of successfully making the women they hurt out to be cheating whores. let's tell her son's story by calling his mother a whore every other fuckin song. let's act like "son of a whore" at the end of all things is more of an insult to him than it is to his mother, the so-called whore who clearly had it so bad at Lavien's that she fucking left. do we not realize that by reducing her to that, we let Johann Michael Lavien fucking WIN? i'm sick. so fucking sick to my stomach I hate it here