#icons stuck in the middle

[redmyself]

harley diaz icons

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[ourdadai]

✿ ahyeon ꒰ baby monster ꒱ lockscreens !

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

Top five episode of all time for me. Loved it...It's tight, it's well balanced. It's all based in character. It's just everything. And then it has all the Boy, Meets, World Heart at the end. It's clever. It's funny. Oh my God. -Rider 

[yuqi-luv]

୨୧ You lift my feet off of the ground ୨୧

[wonnieloves]

do or die on my life

[iconsfilm]

ariana greenblatt icons | like or reblog if you save

[ikvgai]

[koqen]

⠀⠀remember me for who i was ⠀⠀☂️

[lovrwz]

☆ • 𝘈𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴 •

★ • 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘶 𝘶𝘴𝘦!! •

[airenyah]

@swabianhotpocket tagged me to make this picrew and post the last song I listened to

well, here's the picrew:

as for my last song i listened to?

uh.

well.

okay.

uhm.

it was this one. if you know, you know. and if you grew up in a german speaking country in the 2000s, you will know. bye.

(not posting a spotify screenshot because i think for those people who Know it will be funnier if they don't immediately see what song it is lmao)

anyway, i'm tagging @gaym3bo1 as a thank you for so kindly putting that song on my dash last night

in addition i'm tagging: @newyearknwwme @killiru @moonkhao @dimplesandfierceeyes @cornflowershade

[milaiscreating]

Make Believe, PSD #018

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[lab-gr0wn-lambs]

Tbh saying that people hate the 13th doctor 'just because she's a woman' is a really bad-faith stupid take. You can enjoy 13. But if you make a point like that it's actually you who's dismissive and making it about gender.

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Just finished Reservoir Dogs, and I—

what— what… was that? [sigh] a chain of very intelligent decisions not influenced by emotion [c o U gh] deep, deep love at all oh god

I don’t even like crime moves and keep watching crime movies for the whump thinking the next one will be different— none of them ever are. They’re very well-done but awful at the same time, you know? I like grimdark but not this specific brand of realistic fiction grimdark. It’s not even cathartic (to me). No, it’s seven gigantic shots of depresso espresso injected into the bone marrow and idk how to feel about it, but one thing is for certain:

I am living for the White-Orange bromance… it was nice while it lasted djdjdjdnjdkdkdjdmsmmsls

[starseekeredits]

   ㅊㅤ۪ ㅤ៸៸  ‍ ‍JENNA ORTEGA ICONS.        

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CREDITOS SI LO USAS - @starseekeredits en twitter.

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[mangle-my-mind]

It's the way T2: Trainspotting tackles nostalgia. Like that's exactly it. The first movie was all nihilism, anti-"choose life", apathetic, depressing, but still glorious and colorful and fun because they were all young. The sequel completely acknowledges that and runs with it. The characters grow up and realize how much the world has changed. They hate where they ended up, and they blame each other or they blame the world but they can't handle that that might just be what life is. They're stuck with the aftereffects of a 20-year-old betrayal, but they're also desperately clinging to the beauty of a 20-years-gone adolescence and friendship. They're "tourists in their own youth", watching flashbacks before their eyes, reliving the same moments with the same outcome because they haven't yet accepted how much they've grown, how much of their life has already gone by.

[vivwritesfics]

Cat Mom 🤝 Cat Dad

Max likes being anonymous on these bengal cat forums. He likes making friends and talking about his cats without his own name attached to it. The Italian princess likes the same thing (jeez I wonder what happens next)

I had to do a special one for the actual day of my birthday lol

Jim&Sass

Help! My cat got stuck in another room!

Jam&Toast

Dude get offline and go help them!

Jim&Sass

What do I do! The door is stuck!

Jam&Toast

Get a hammer!

Max did just that. He didn't knew the person giving him advice, but he knew her cats. Jam and Toast. Her post showing off her pretty cats, two bengals, were how he knew her. There was nothing else about her, just her cats.

It wasn't a lot that he knew about it, but it was enough. He didn't know that she was sitting eagerly by her laptop, waiting for his confirmation that his cat was all right.

Jimmy and Sassy's dad was an enigma. But Jimmy and Sassy looked sweet and the stories he told about them were adorable.

That was what she called him in her head, Jimmy and Sassy's dad. She was sure her name in his head was similar. Jam and Toast's mum.

Jam&Toast

Did you get them out?

There was a moment where he didn't respond, where he must have been getting the cat out of the other room. Her perfectly manicured nail was between her teeth, but she didn't bite down.

Her nail had been perfectly done for when the driver's arrived for Monza.

His icon popped up in the bottom of the screen, three little dots beside it. She leaned forward as his message appeared on her screen.

Jim&Sass

Sassy is safe

Not sure what I'm gonna do about the giant whole in my door

Jam&Toast

Oh, you've got to show me that door

A picture from him came through within seconds. There was his door, with a decent sized hole in the middle of it.

Jam&Toast

Holy shit, dude

Jim&Sass

Trust me, I know

He was easy to talk to. Grabbing her laptop, she sat herself on her bed, placed her laptop on her bed, and settled down for the night. Jam and Toast, her two Bengal cats, were curled around each other at her feet, fast asleep.

She turned her laptop around and awkwardly snapped a picture of her two sleeping cats. The picture wasn't the greatest, and it was kind of hard to see two cats laying there, but she sent it anyway.

He sent pack a picture of Sassy licking a yoghurt treat from his hand.

They could have spent the entire night talking, the conversation branching away from their cats, but Jimmy and Sassy's dad had to go. She didn't ask where he was going, wished him safe travels and shut her laptop for the night.

***

Jimmy and Sassy's dad hadn't been online since Wednesday. She hadn't expected him to message her while he was away, having fun. But she did miss him. She missed talking about Jam and Toast to somebody that wouldn't brush her off, missed hearing about his cats.

It was Sunday, and she was on the grid. It was a bit of fun, going down to the grid. Sometimes Martin Brundle attempted to speak to her on his Grid Walk.

She stood by the Ferrari, talking to her good friend, Charles Leclerc. When Martin Brundle tried to speak to her, her security guard sent him away.

"Did you hear about Max's cats?" Charles asked after she had told him all about the stuff Jam and Toast had been doing that week. At least he wasn't changing the subject completely.

She frowned at him. "Max Verstappen?" She asked and Charles nodded.

"One of his cats got stuck in a storage room, nearly broke his arm trying to get her out."

She glanced from side to side, trying to look for Max on the grid.

***

Max watched as the Italian Princess approached him with the trophy. It wasn't a win, but he was still grinning. Charles had won Monza in a Ferrari, and Max was proud.

The Princess smiled at him. Max didn't want to consider it flirty, but he didn't know how else to interpret it.

After the Italian national anthem, they left the podium. Max grinned down at his trophy before throwing his arm around Charles' shoulder.

He saw the Italian Princess striding towards them. Stepping back, Max watched as she threw her arms around Charles. They spoke in Italian as she looked at the trophy Charles held.

Max went to move around them, but the Princess fixed him with a look. "How are Jimmy and Sassy?" She asked, letting go of Charles.

His cheeks were pink as he answered her. "They're good," he answered. "With the cat sitter, probably being naughty."

It wasn't a terrible response, but he wasn't getting it. "Max," she said and took a step closer. He was trying so hard not to look weirded out, she could tell. Her hand was on her hip, head slightly tipped to the side. "When are you flying back home?"

He answered and she checked the dainty watch on their wrist. "Do you think you have time to come and meet my cats, Jam and Toast?"

The surprise on his face was evident. "No fucking way."