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emkini · 1 year
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Jin Ling is definitely on the list of top 10 characters I did not expect to be obsessed with but here we are
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baddiesofluxury · 2 years
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elliespuns · 21 days
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I read the post where you were answering questions about yourself and you said you have a guinea pig? I love piggies. What is your pig's name and which brees?? Sorry this is not tlou related I'm just being nosy.
Yes. My chonky boy is a crossbreed of abyssinian and peruvian. His name is Otis, and he's as grumpy as our old man Joel at the beginning of the game. But once he gets scared (which is almost always), he loves the hell out of me. I call him Elvis for his crazy hairstyle, and sometimes I just call him Cruella. He's a big boy. He's 2 years and 9 months old. These are the most recent pics he was willing to take with me.
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hazelheroin · 1 year
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𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚎 🖤
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de3d2me · 2 years
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venusraptor · 2 years
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Some morning shots, posting more on my OF. Easy day of cleaning, and then to the games! Anyone else play video games? I'm straight addicted to Apex and the new Jurassic World game 💜
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royalauggie · 2 years
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What's you favorite August scene?
(And why is it the moment he struggles to open the door of the school psych's office)
I mean d‘oh. This one obviously:
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But yours is a classic too 🥰🥰
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guillotin3d · 2 years
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spark1e-spark1e · 2 years
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baddiesofluxury · 2 years
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RED HOT SUMMER
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spacevixenmusic · 2 months
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Source: Space Pirate Mito [1999]
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flowgninthgil · 2 months
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So here I am in a corner of the second floor (two floors above the ground floor) of on the buildings of my campus, eating a cheap ham and cheese (pretty sure it's butter since it doesn't taste like any cheese I've ever had) sandwich, listening to Fishmonger album on loop.
Why did I decide to get that cheap sandwitch, a banana, and whatever english people call that third pastry, instead of getting a real meal with my friends? Who knows. I just feel so...
empty
I've noticed how people need to know they're not alone in their problems, and I'm thinking on doing a series of blog posts, starting with this one, just... telling my anxieties and whatever I feel like I'd want people to tell me.
I just wish I could believe myself.
So, yeah, people notice you, and not in a bad way, some people you're not even sure you'll ever be able to call friends will nod to you when they pass you.
Your friends don't mind you not spending time with them, it's alright.
I think
It's ok to have missed an evening/night out, you weren't here to know they'll go out.
No one's gonna talk to you if you close every door
One of my friend isn't here today, I hope they're not out burning themselves out to help everyone again. I miss them.
That last fucking line made me tear up a bit.
fuck feelings. How am I supposed to know I'm aroace when I don't know where I'm supposed to draw the lines of friendship? I can't even stop being anxious about it since putting my head on the shoulder of someone started a relationship.
I want physical contacts. I want to feel loved by my friends.
I wish I knew how to show people that.
And I'm surrounded by communists, trotskists, and anarchists, it shouldn't be hard.
I don't want drugs to make me forget, but everyone make it seems like the easiest answer. Fuck alcohols.
Shut your mouth, listen up when I talk, I'm a spoiled little brat, and I get what I want.
Shut your mouth, listen up when I talk, I'm a spoiled little brat and I get what I deserve....
Punk is hope
But I'm lost
And I can't see the shorelines around me.
I just have to reach out, don't I?
Okay, this is going waaaay too far.
fuck me
heh, I don't want that, I'm aroace.
but this whole shit got me thinking of suicide.
Nothing bad, on the contrary, I don't understand suicide when you got nothing to escape.
If life is just a dull cruise through life where you never stop to watch and take in, then suicide won't end shit, since there is nothing to end.
You'll only hurt the people around you, and if you got nothing for you, why should you take what others have?
Damn, I hope this is not going to turn into a weekly vent of my feelings, I'm not sure how much I can tell while not giving anything telling about myself.
Fuck me, I already gave my phone number to bilibili, why'd you do that shithead.
I'm gonna use Cunt as a insult now, because fuck that poll about if people found it offensive or not if they were british, aussie, kiwi, egomerican, or none of those.
Y'all lot of cunts, y'all are my fav fags, be happy in life. If I can't bring my own happiness, I might as well give other some I found on the way.
Fuck the cynicism,
Let the colours fly,
Don't care you think it's cringe
Because it's not your life.
Ravel in your friends and hobies,
Let your heart speak.
When a drifter say some shit,
just block that internet freak.
I just really don't care,
Put your hooves in the air tonight,
I wanna fall in love with everypony,
We gotta set the street alight.
Everything's so fucked and I'm tired of being scared,
So let's get out and fuck up equestria.
Fuck the mandate and the monarchy,
This our world now.
Do or die, you'll never make me.
Because the world will never take my heart.
Go and try, you'll never break me,
We want it all, we wanna play this part.
We'll carry on.
Big up to that plant in its pot at my right,
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patchy-patchy · 8 months
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She wouldn't eat her ice cream until I spoon fed her.. =w=;
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percontaion-points · 1 year
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TOWB chapters 37-40
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Chapter 37
It took four Hands to pin her down, and still she fought back, screaming around her gag as they bound her. Black ink stamped her limbs, depicting whirling krakens and three-finned sea dragons. She was Oori, a seafaring coven that spent their lives navigating between the temperate Broken Sea and the harsher waters of the Trija Ocean cradling Witchik’s eastern shores.
This would probably be interesting if the plot actually fucking cared about the different covens.
It was like the author spent a lot of time creating these different covens, but ended up going in a different direction. But by god, she was going to shove it all in anyway!
Ranka lifted her head. “Tell me what I have to do.”
Chapter 37 summary: They watch as the council brings out two witches. They’ve got a second strain of the virus, which is supposed to be slower. The two of them watch with horror as they infect the first witch, and the council discusses the long-term strategy here.
Finally, Aramis puts a hand on Ranka’s and tells her to calm down; that attacking right now would solve nothing. She reminds Ranka that she’s not simply protecting her coven sisters anymore, but all witches. Ranka says “You don’t understand”, but Aramis is quick to call her out on her shit. Nobody understands the burden of power and responsibility better than the goddamned PRINCESS. 
Chapter 38
Ranka kicked through the window. The glass shattered, and she swung them out into the cool air of Seaswept, leaving the Hands of Solomei behind to burn.
Chapter 38 summary: Before the council can infect the second witch, Ranka chucks a torch into the galley below. In the confusion, Aramis stands and shoots at the person holding the witch, which allows her to escape. Ranka then takes Aramis’s hands and they jump out a window. 
Chapter 39
“All of this is too much. I convinced myself the Hands weren’t a threat.”
They were only murdering a little bit of people, rather than a lot! 
Aramis fell silent, and the weight of what she’d said settled between them. Ranka didn’t know if she was terrified, furious, or both. Aramis had known this the entire time and kept it from her. Had strung Ranka’s hopes along, let her believe her power might be managed someday, while the memory of a girl ripped in half for attempting the same haunted her. 
In case Ranka forgot, but the entire purpose of Aramis studying Ranka is to fucking find a cure for this death-sentence!
“She’s not in the city.” He gulped. “I, um, caught her. She’s here.”
Chapter 39 summary: They spend some time searching for the newly-infected witch who escaped at the end of the previous chapter, but are unable to. After they give up, Ranka tells Aramis that Foldrey knew. He wanted her to go, not because she was a shitty person, but because if the bloodwin wasn’t around, the other witches wouldn’t come into the city. There would be no reason to do so. But now, there are reports of the covens getting closer and closer; it’s too late for Ranka to abandon her post now. 
Aramis then tells Ranka some critical detail about other blood witches. About how most of them don’t remember how they came into power, only that it revolves around some sort of extreme violence and death. We actually don’t know the specifics of what happened to Ranka in that village, BTW. Only that something happened. 
Aramis tells Ranka of another bloodwitch who came to the palace seeking her mother’s help. That the girl tried to work through the mental block her mind had put up to shield her from whatever trauma caused her to turn into a bloodwitch. But doing so literally killed her, made the magic literally erupt from her veins. But not in a quick way; it was so slow that eventually, Aramis’s father shot the girl to put her out of her misery. 
Ranka is really upset over this, regardless of the fact that Aramis has been trying THIS ENTIRE TIME to find a cure for the entire thing. 
They go back to the palace, and Percy comes over to them. Says that the sick witch turned up at their doorstep. 
Chapter 40
As the morning sun rose, a new feeling swept through Ranka, so unfamiliar it stung. It was a thing she hadn’t felt properly in five years. It was hope.
Chapter 40 summary: Aramis works hard to save the witch from her plague death, but she still dies anyway. Aramis then has a break-down, but it’s not simply about the now-dead witch. It’s about how shitty that the world is; how they groomed her to take over as queen, yet took away her crown the second it was obvious she wasn’t actually a witch. About how out of every named character, she’s the only one without powers. 
Then the leeches that they’d put on the now-dead witch start to fall off. This gives Aramis an idea and she randomly brings the witch back to life. I followed literally none of it; it’s some of that vague hand waving and the next thing anybody knows, A RABBIT IS PULLED OUT FROM A HAT. 
However, the woman isn’t doing well; Aramis likens the condition to having been paused, rather than the woman being dead-dead. She’s still really sick, so Aramis asks Ranka if she’ll give some blood to the woman. Ranka agrees. 
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shesauthentic · 2 years
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This Man Don’t Miss A Beat When It Come To Me 🥴🫶🏽….
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amber-laughs · 6 months
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agot is so hard if you’re a jon snow understander because it’s just “adults in my life abuse me and i feel unwanted, unloved and unfit to live. i’m treated as a second class citizen even by those who have no standing at all even though i deserve it for the crime of Being Born Against My Will. i am my father’s greatest shame and he has rightfully sentenced me to life imprisonment but i shall always yearn for his undeserved love like the greedy bastard they all say i am” and everyone around him just says “awww you gonna cry now you little bitch?” and then BOOM! some girl on twitter is writing an 18 tweet thread about how he’s ungrateful that catelyn didn’t make him sleep in the dungeons and feed him only dog food or something
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