#kevin quotes
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
thoughtkick · 3 months ago
Quote
Getting over it doesn’t mean forgetting it. It just means reducing the pain to a tolerable level, a level that doesn’t destroy you.
Kevin Brooks
9K notes · View notes
loki69zowens · 1 year ago
Photo
Gawwwww
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
“Being his partner guaranteed me the best match of the show every night.”  Kevin, on breaking up with El Generico.
270 notes · View notes
feelingthedisaster · 9 months ago
Text
Kevin *to Neil's face*: a fucking toddler can play better than you, have you never touched a rackect? your perfomance is an offense to exy
Kevin *when Neil isnt hearing*: he is one of the best strickers to ever play exy, he will make court and win the olympics before 25, he'll be remember in history as one of the best exy players
3K notes · View notes
cowpants147 · 3 months ago
Text
kevin: what’s your blood type?
andrew: how would i know?
kevin: how would you not!
andrew: who am i, karl landsteiner, discoverer of blood groups?
kevin: you don’t know your own blood type, BUT YOU KNOW WHO DISCOVERED THEM?!
1K notes · View notes
swirlingyouintomypoems · 1 month ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
I’m sure half of these have been made already but oh well. I did it too now.
masterlist
588 notes · View notes
cupidspsycho · 8 months ago
Text
i cant believe that wymack tells the foxes to ignore his unpolished speech and then pulls out the hardest fucking line in modern literature
2K notes · View notes
f1andfooty · 2 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Very random Incorrect formula 1
Part 1
503 notes · View notes
dreamysletters · 2 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
new series : f1 drivers as alignment charts!
597 notes · View notes
kolbalissh · 2 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
f1 tumblr text posts because i have nothing better to do part 1/?
830 notes · View notes
incorrect-all-for-the-game · 9 months ago
Text
Kevin: Andrew isn’t answering his phone.
Neil: I’ll call
Nicky: Kevin and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-
Neil, into the phone: Hello
Andrew, on the other end: Hello.
1K notes · View notes
thoughtkick · 7 months ago
Quote
Getting over it doesn’t mean forgetting it. It just means reducing the pain to a tolerable level, a level that doesn’t destroy you.
Kevin Brooks
1K notes · View notes
sapphoherselz · 4 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
this was so fun to make cause like half of it is so canon and I love it
yes that "Kevin needs to upstage him" comes from the "Joe needs to upstage him" = tr*mps failed assassination which I'm still disappointed about
the things I have to do (searching for the books quotes) and posting the screens cause we don't have any other media 😭😭😭
OMG ITS "AT" EVERMORE ISNT IT NOT "TO" OOO MY GOD WHY DOES THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE FAIKS ME WHEJ I HAVE TO MAKE THESS THINGS!!!!!!!!!!! ISTG I DO WELL IN MY EXAMS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I CAN SPEAK THE LANGUAGE TRUST ME
ok nvm at first I was going to say "I've been asked to go TO evermore" and then I went oh but spend winter break sounds more C1 so I changed it SO I KNEW WHAT PARTICLE TO PUT!!!
692 notes · View notes
nothatsmi · 1 year ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Lovely isn't he.
I finished the third book. It's been a few days already but with work and stuff... Anyway now I'm digging through the additional content Nora posted on Tumblr, took me a while to understand how it works but now I am pleased.
I cannot express the emotionnal damage these books have done to me, but I'm not finished drawing any of the foxes. Just saying.
3K notes · View notes
xxxbabyinatrenchcoatxxx · 4 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
661 notes · View notes
adnrewminyard · 6 months ago
Text
imagine being kevin day, son of exy, born and bred to be a cog in the well-oiled machine that is the edgar allan ravens. all you know being the routine of practice and practice and practice and performance and victory alongside those you call brothers.
-and then one day you wake up in your estranged father's apartment between a bottle of painkillers and a bottle of vodka and there is a knot of bandages where your future used to be. you don't wake up at 4am anymore. you sleep until noon and vomit the remainders of life as you knew it into unfamiliar toilets. you watch orange and white clash against each other from sidelines you haven't touched since you started growing facial hair.
your brother doesn't ask you to come home. you would come if he asked. the days are longer here and the food is too rich. the colors are too harsh, the language barrier is too much. you speak and no one understands.
they feel sorry for you, but not for what you have lost, instead for what you have suffered. you try to show them what belonging means, to sever parts of yourself to fit inside a uniform, but they don't understand the necessity of the blade the way your brothers did. they don't understand that suffering feels religious if you do it right.
the therapist tells you it's survivor's guilt but the only survivors you can see are on the court in black and red and they read your eulogy after the game at a press conference. you are not a survivor in any way that matters anymore. how treacherous your heart is for continuing to beat when you can't even hold your lifeline in your hand without dropping it.
you want to go home but your key doesn't open the same door anymore. you want to sit beside your brother but there is no space on his side of the table. you want to be a raven but you are a fox.
you grieve for connection until there is a knife where your neck guard used to sit. you grieve for your life until a boy offers to show you how it feels to survive. you offer to show him how it feels to live. he tells you he won't sever parts of himself to fit the uniform, but there are telltale bloodstains in the fabric from long before you asked.
you wake up at 4am again. you take turns vomiting in the toilet, you when the alcohol level dips too low and him when his smile runs out. he doesn't speak your language but he understands it. he keeps the car running when you visit the therapist. he keeps an eye on your back to watch the 02 on your jersey turn orange. the colors don't seem as harsh anymore.
he offers you safety. he offers you belonging. he offers you the only thing he knows how to give, the only thing you know how to take.
he offers you a lifeline. you pick it up with your right hand.
712 notes · View notes
swirlingyouintomypoems · 25 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
*dj khaled voice* ANOTHER ONE
masterlist
370 notes · View notes