#unbeliable

[todomemolesta18]

Unbeliable... Someome send me an ask and said "stop fetishizing mlm". What are you talking about? When did I do that? Why do you think that? What proof do you have? And on top of that, it was an anonymus. If you are gonna say stuff like that, say it without hiding.

[brittabot]

SEEING FINLAND AT THE TOP OF THE BOARD AND HEARING THE OVER 200 POINTS GO TO SWEDEN

[spyres-moved]

isabeau getting offended at siffrin insulting him in act 5 before realizing he's into it

[habibisagi]

im so fucking cooked IM SOOO FUCKING COOKED ........ hiori yo please date me please let me be your (fellow loser) gamer gf please please please lets play dead by daylight together please lets move into an apartment together with two rooms of our own and we can play together our games and not be bothered by anyone else and their expectations on us please please

[scoringeffects]

nothing first overall generational talents love more than wearing slutty little 5" inseam shorts at every given opportunity

[mir-mape]

i love how you can instantly tell there were news of the madoka magica movie simply by the sudden ammount of attention my (and surely every other artist's) madoka art is getting ever since yesterday. that's what i appreciate more about this hellsite tbh. haven't posted in days but BAM suddenly +20 notifications one morning. i wish other apps had this much post longevity

[josephtrohman]

08.28.2016

[lavenderjewels]

(JJK 236 spoilers/leaks)

now that there’s been a main character sacrifice this means nobara can come back!

[maya-chromatic]

I don’t wanna say that I love her since we don’t know her actual personality, but I care her. I was going to make a bg, but nah.

[instantmanifestation]

randomly unlocking chaotic childhood memories like "oh yeah i forgot about that 🙂"

[mythicalmyles]

I may have a giant cock but mentally im the white girl dating an italian

[fcxrcin]

Looks like everyone's memories have returned.

Looks like Hansol's returned too and now she's got her head pressed against the cold surface of the kitchen counter. She feels ridiculous. She feels awful for the things she's said, the things she tried to do and how she felt toward two individuals.

"How am I going to look Uraume and Sukuna in the eyes after that?" Speaking of, Sukuna hasn't been around, but she knows exactly why. Uraume though? She can only hope they're okay. Having forgotten Sukuna had been very hard, she can only imagine.

Currently no one is home. Hansol is at the hanok by herself. She stands with her journal in her hand and the pencil balanced upon her upper lip. "Mmm..." She steps out into the backyard, eyes looking at the flowers bloomed so beautifully. She has to catch her pencil with her free hand when she smiles and then she's playfully balancing the pencil around her fingers.

They really don't look as lonely as they did before.

And it all started with Sukuna hadn't it? He entered her home---their home and those flowers started to look lively. My Melody and then Uraume were now part of this Hanok and her family and now the flowers looked even more gorgeous.

She closes her eyes and hums a tune she's heard Sukuna play with his biwa. She steps forward and before she knows it, as she hums the tune, she's dancing to the rhythm.

THIS feeling though, she wonders if this is how he felt when she gifted him the foxfire.

Hansol spins and she allows gravity to pull her down and she falls on her back with a soft oof.

....

She wonders if this feeling of being surrounded by the blooming flowers and it's soft fragrance is how Sukuna had felt when they danced. Did he have fun? Did he enjoy himself? She brings the journal up, opens it and rolls to her stomach to write in it.

The memories returned and I'm starting to see, but I want to make sure that I have everything right. I want to start understanding me first. but.....today isn't a bad day.

She sets the the pencil and her journal down and rolls back onto her back with a soft sigh.

She hopes also that Uraume is okay. Actually, she should set them a text. Mmm...and I should apologize for any strange behavior.

Eyes closes and before she even knows it, Hansol's fallen asleep.

[thetimelordbatgirl]

Not me not caring about wrestling but seeing a clip from Iron Claw where at the end, Kevin says to his sons, "I used to be a brother...but I'm not a brother anymore.", still has me crying.

[cypresssunns]

hi! i just wanted to tell you that your writing is a deep delight and i hope you have a lovely day

🥹

oh i definitely will be having a good day now. thank you so so much.

[anditwentlikethis]

mclaren in their goofy era

[lewisvinga]

princess of the paddock | esteban ocon x fem! reader / daughter

summary; selina ocon steals the hearts of the paddock during the monaco grand prix.

warnings; suggestive comment at the end

notes; requested !

masterlist !

The flashes of cameras was something that was sure to scare every little child on the paddock. Selina, however, was not like most 3 year olds.

Y/n was quick to notice the sudden lack of a sassy toddler beside her. She felt her heart stop for a moment until she heard a familiar giggle.

Little Selina was busy posing for the cameras. She had her hand on her hip and a pair of sunglasses resting on top of her button nose.

“Selina!” A familiar gasp was heard. Y/n turns around and sees her husband appear beside her with his hands on his hips. “What’d I say to you before leaving today?”

The sassy three year old lets out a huff, crossing her arms over her chest as she walks over to her father. “No leaving Mama for photos.” she mumbles as Esteban leans down to pick her up.

“That’s right, ma ours. [my bear] Now what do we say to Mama?” He asks with a cheeky smile, glancing at his wife.

Y/n had an entertained smile adorning her pink lips. She makes eye contact with Esteban’s mini. The young girl still had her lips pursed up as her father brushes away any loose dark strands from her pale face.

“Sorry, Mama.” The young girl finally gave in.

Before either parent could reply, Pierre suddenly appears in front of them. “Making Princess Selina apologize? Why? She must be allowed to do whatever!” The French driver dramatically exclaims, causing the young girl to let out a laugh.

She reaches her arms towards Pierre and he quickly takes her in his arm. Charles and Carlos noticed the French driver holding onto the mini Esteban and quickly made their way.

“Is that Princess Selina?” The Monegasque says with a wide smile, reaching up to gently pinch her rosy cheeks.

“Duh!” Selina replies with her signature giggle.

Esteban and Y/n share a knowing look. Soon enough, most of the grid was already by Selina’s side just like they predicted. They didn’t know how but she had managed to capture the hearts of the entire grid. But it seemed like a sassy personality and a cheeky smile was key.

Selina was a fiend for attention. Being on the paddock was her favorite thing. She knew she had every driver curled around her finger. Not only the drivers, but the workers for Alpine adored the mini Esteban and were glad to watch her.

Fortunately for Y/n, that meant she always had a baby sitter during race weekends at some point.. Whether it was a driver or engineer or even Esteban’s PR manager, Selina was always with them.

After a long day of playing with seemingly everyone on the paddock, poor Selina was dead tired by the end of the race. It was all a blur for the 3 year old— not like she could remember much anyways.

The weekend was amazing for Esteban. He even claimed 3rd place during the Monaco Grand Prix. Monaco was a place where he would always go party and get drunk despite whatever position he ended in. However, ever since he had his daughter with the love of his life, Esteban opted for a quiet dinner on a yacht.

The sun was still beaming in the distance as the family of 3 finished their dinner. Selina barely got through, managing to fight her sleep so she can mess with her papa. She lost her battle with sleep the moment her papa picked her up and held her in his arms

Esteban laid down beside his wife on the cushioned seat, a sleeping Selina on his arms. Y/n lets out a chuckle, grabbing the throw blanket on the seat and wrapping it around the 3.

“The boys and even the engineers played tag with her all day. I think Lando wasted the most energy on her. Poor girl barely made it to the end of the race!” Y/n exclaims with a chuckle, leaning over to gently run her fingers through Selina’s black waves, the same hair that matched her father’s.

“But we did, with a small 10 minute nap in between. We’re so proud of you, Esteban, so unbelievably proud.”

“If I didn’t have either of you, I wouldn’t be where I am now.” Esteban replies, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and bringing her close. “My beautiful girls, I love you both.” He whispers. He kisses the top of Selina’s forehead before leaning over and placing a kiss on Y/n’a plump lips.

“I couldn’t have wished for a better father for our Selina.”

A comfortable silence fell upon the family of 3. The sun began to set in the back. The view of Monaco was something Y/n adored ever since moving there. It was a sweet moment until something popped up in Esteban’s mind.

“Wanna try for a 2nd? Maybe the same position might get us a sassier one this time.” He says with a suggestive smile.

“A sassier one? I can barely keep up with Selina!” Y/n exclaims with a gasp, lightly slapping his shoulder. “We’re doing any position but the one we did to get her. She out-sasses the both of us.”

“Amour, she out-sasses the entire grid. Have you not seen her with Charles?”

“That poor guy…”