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cinematicons · 1 year
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Christmas Is Coming! :) Like if u save.
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heartsia · 4 months
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merry christmas ♡ feliz natal!
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oporaicon · 4 months
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christmas icon
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Christmas Matching Icons
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polarxsfrost · 3 months
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CHRISTMAS TIME PART 1 ☃️
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elusivewildflower · 1 year
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ryan gosling christmas icons
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alright y'all. i went fucking overboard with the icons for christmas, and i can't even pick which one i wanna use for myself...
these are 512x512, which makes them suitable for discord or tumblr, except i did make them all square so the whole text may not show for some of them.
but anyway, i hope you babes enjoy!! if you have any requests, like want a specific icon with or without a santa hat or something, let me know!
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undercoverangell · 11 months
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decided to finally make a kalina playlist and theres already like 3 songs that overlap with my pok playlist <33
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thebibliosphere · 3 months
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My niece loves my office. The arsenic green mint walls and the pastel pink ceiling always get a squeal reaction, but not as much as the Halloween decor I keep “forgetting” to put away. It’s like Barbie’s Haunted Dreamhouse in there, which was the exact aesthetic I was going for. It’s for my inner child who never got to put color on her walls and who loved Halloween more than Christmas and ended up being sent to see the church counselor about it before being firmly asked not to return to Sunday school.
Anyway.
You can tell my MIL hates it, or at least strongly disapproves by the way she says things like, “looks like we forgot to put Halloween away again” or tries to redirect my niece away from the “scary” things.
My niece on the other hand will have none of it. She wants to touch the silver bat shaped bells hanging from the ceiling. She wants to inspect the two skeletons holding hands. The crystals and skulls and Halloween count down clock are all cause for great delight as she points excitedly and yells “spooky!” with shrieking glee.
Today when I walked in to see if my SIL needed anything to change the baby, my niece looked up from cataloging all the “scary” things in the office, pointed directly at me and with the most heartfelt joy you’ve ever heard yelled “Spooky!” And I’ve never felt happier.
I am Auntie Spooky.
I’m surprised an icon didn’t pop up over my head: Weird Witch Aunt Aesthetic Achieved.
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The X Files art masterpost
I've decided to put all of it in one place. will possibly get updated, but here's what I've got so far
studies
timelapses
environment studies: 1 2 3
posters:
Bad Blood, Ascension, Ice, The Unnatural
The Post-Modern Prometheus, Memento Mori, Demons, All Things
Fight the Future
Cancer arc posters
Wetwired
Pilot, Darkness Falls, Triangle, Fight the Future
How the Ghosts Stole Christmas
just a general poster for the show
Dana Scully iconic moments: 1 2 3 4 5
msr playlist part 1 msr playlist part 2
miscellaneous: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16
an attempt to recreate the 90s vibes in a painting of their office
prints
bonus: text posts
and in case any of the above makes someone start watching the show, just remember:
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bighermie · 1 year
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Jimmy Stewart & Post-Traumatic Stress: Months after winning his 1941 Academy Award for best actor in “The Philadelphia Story,” Jimmy Stewart, left Hollywood and joined the US Army. He was the first big-name movie star to enlist in World War II. An accomplished private pilot, the 33-year-old Hollywood icon became a US Army Air Force aviator, earning his 2nd Lieutenant commission in early 1942. With his celebrity status, he was assigned to attending rallies and training younger pilots. Stewart, however, wasn’t satisfied. He wanted to fly combat missions. By 1944, frustrated and feeling the war was passing him by, he asked his commanding officer to transfer him to a unit deploying to Europe. His request was reluctantly granted. Stewart, now a Captain, was sent to England, where he spent the next 18 months flying B-24 Liberator bombers over Germany. Top brass tried to keep the popular movie star from flying over enemy territory. But Stewart would hear nothing of it. Determined to lead by example, he assigned himself to every combat mission he could. By the end of the war he was one of the most respected and decorated pilots in his unit. But his wartime service came at a high personal price. In the final months of WWII he was grounded for being “flak happy,” today called Post Traumatic Stress (PTS). When he returned to the US in August 1945, Stewart was a changed man. He had lost so much weight that he looked sickly. He rarely slept, and when he did he had nightmares of planes exploding and men falling through the air screaming (in one mission alone his unit had lost 13 planes and 130 men, most of whom he knew personally). He was depressed, couldn’t focus, and refused to talk to anyone about his war experiences. His acting career was all but over. As one of Stewart's biographers put it, "Every decision he made [during the war] was going to preserve life or cost lives. He took back to Hollywood all the stress that he had built up.” In 1946 he got his break. He took the role of George Bailey, the suicidal father in “It’s a Wonderful Life.” Actors and crew of the set realized that in many of the disturbing scenes of George Bailey unraveling in front of his family, Stewart wasn’t acting. His PTSD was being captured on film for millions to see. But despite Stewart's inner turmoil, making the movie was therapeutic for the combat veteran. He would go on to become one of the most accomplished and loved actors in American history. When asked in 1941 why he wanted to leave his acting career to fly combat missions over Nazi Germany, he said, "This country's conscience is bigger than all the studios in Hollywood put together, and the time will come when we'll have to fight.” This holiday season, as many of us watch the classic Christmas film, “It’s A Wonderful Life,” it’s also a fitting time to remember the sacrifices of those who gave up so much to serve their country during wartime.
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hellohello i'd like to order a confetti cupcake with luke alvez and a hint of a "oh shit are we really doing this" kind of relationship/date whatever thank youuu
this is the cutest ever, i'm so happy with how it turned out! hope you enjoy 🫶🏻
"The Mistletoe Mishap" ~ L. Alvez
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pairing: luke alvez x gn!reader
summary: "you'd be surprised just how seriously the bau took their christmas in july celebrations."
word count: 922
warnings: a couple swear words, mentions of food, a lil splash of sexual humor at the end, i think that's it!
genre: festive fluff ❤️✨️
extra notes: the icon in the collage is by @delicatejareau (edited to fit the theme of the collage a lil better) and the dividers below are by @anlian-aishang!
beta read by: @dungeons-are-too-cold (thank you, love!)
birthday bash | masterlist | ask box
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🧁 Confetti Cupcakes - send me a character + concept/trope/au and i'll write you a blurb!
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You'd be surprised just how seriously the BAU took their Christmas in July celebrations.
What started as Penelope bringing Christmas cookies to the office one day turned into watching Elf during their lunch hour, Secret Santa exchanges, and weekly contests to see who could show up in the ugliest Christmas sweater (Spencer was winning so far with his sweater made completely out of tinsel).
However, the one unfortunate part of Christmas in July was the mistletoe hanging over every. single. doorframe.
Sure, mistletoe in the workplace was awkward enough as it was, but it certainly didn't help that there was one person you absolutely couldn't get caught under it with.
You and Luke had been dating for a few months by this point and, thus far, you'd successfully kept it under wraps. But every time one of you stopped in a doorway, your heart began to beat so hard, you thought it would bang its way out of your chest.
Usually, you two found a way to keep enough distance that it would be almost impossible to pass under the mistletoe at the same time. But today? The last day of your Christmas in July celebration? Of course it would be the day you didn't.
You and Luke were the last two to show up at the round table room for lunch and a movie, which you'd gathered was Frosty the Snowman when you heard the familiar theme song upon walking in.
Your shoulder brushed something hard as you entered the room, and for some reason, you just knew it wasn't going to end well when you looked up and made eye contact with whoever else was under the mistletoe with you.
You attempted to make a run for your seat, but a familiar voice stopped you in your tracks. "Now, Y/N, you know the rules of mistletoe," Penelope reminded you from her seat. You should've known there wasn't a way out of this, not when Penelope Garcia, self-proclaimed President of the 'Christmas In July Club', was around.
The rules of mistletoe varied a little in the workplace, at least. Some people went for high-fives while others went for hugs. Emily had even gone as far as kissing Tara on the cheek one day, but no one dared to kiss anyone on the mouth yet. So, really, there was no reason to panic, right?
Still, you froze in place, your fight or flight mode clearly not having kicked in yet. Instead, your eyes met Luke's with a look that said, 'please save me,' your hands gripping your lunch bag for some form of stability.
Your chest rose and fell in a rapid rhythm, your heart beating hard against your sternum. "Are we really gonna do this?" you silently mouthed up at him, your whole body on the verge of something close to a panic attack.
"Come on, you guys," Rossi teased, "If Boy Genius can high-five people under the mistletoe, you can too."
Chuckles erupted from your coworkers, but not from you nor Luke. Instead, Luke looked down at you, his tongue jutting out to wet his lips, and somehow, as simple a gesture as it was, the soft eye contact was enough to bring you out of your state of panic. You knew that whatever happened, whether he kissed you or not, and whether or not this kiss led to your secret being exposed, Luke had this, had you.
In one swift motion, he had both his hands planted on either side of your face. "Fuck it," he whispered, barely giving you a second to process the words before his lips were on yours.
His familiar scent fell around you like your own protective bubble as he kissed you, his hold on your face absolutely intoxicating. The taste of his morning coffee burned through you, your stomach doing a loop-de-loop at the sensation.
You knew as soon as he pulled away that all eyes would be on the both of you, but you didn't expect half of their jaws to be on the floor.
"Damn," Emily said, flabbergasted. "Is everyone around here getting laid except for me?"
Penelope was the next to speak, which was quite surprising, considering it looked as though her jaw was out of commission not three seconds prior. "Who knew Newbie could canoodle like that?"
Your face flushed as crimson as the sweater your colleague wore. "Penelope," you scolded her, your hands bringing your lunch bag in front of your face, covering the blush that had taken over.
Luke was having none of that, pulling the lunch bag away from your cheeks. "Y/N sure knows," he smirked before leaving a soft kiss on your forehead.
The blonde all but jumped out of her chair. "Is this a thing? How come no one told me about the thing? Why am I always the last to know about a thing?"
Luke tossed an arm around your shoulders, providing you with a sense of calm and comfort as you thought about your next words. "Technically," you started, "you're all the first to find out about the thing."
"Except Roxy," Luke corrected. "She pretty much knew it was a thing before it actually was a thing."
Next thing you knew, the girls were pulling you over to one side of the room, practically begging for details. Out of the corner of your eye, you caught Spencer sharing a fist bump with Luke, a smile overtaking your face.
Oh, how they got on your nerves, but oh how, you loved the BAU.
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strictlyfavorites · 3 months
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Jimmy Stewart & Post-Traumatic Stress-Months after winning his 1941 Academy Award for best actor in “The Philadelphia Story,” Jimmy Stewart, left Hollywood and joined the US Army. He was the first big-name movie star to enlist in World War II. An accomplished private pilot, the 33-year-old Hollywood icon became a US Army Air Force aviator, earning his 2nd Lieutenant commission in early 1942. With his celebrity status, he was assigned to attending rallies and training younger pilots. Stewart, however, wasn’t satisfied. He wanted to fly combat missions. By 1944, frustrated and feeling the war was passing him by, he asked his commanding officer to transfer him to a unit deploying to Europe. His request was reluctantly granted. Stewart, now a Captain, was sent to England, where he spent the next 18 months flying B-24 Liberator bombers over Germany. Top brass tried to keep the popular movie star from flying over enemy territory. But Stewart would hear nothing of it. Determined to lead by example, he assigned himself to every combat mission he could. By the end of the war he was one of the most respected and decorated pilots in his unit. But his wartime service came at a high personal price. In the final months of WWII he was grounded for being “flak happy,” today called Post Traumatic Stress (PTS). When he returned to the US in August 1945, Stewart was a changed man. He had lost so much weight that he looked sickly. He rarely slept, and when he did he had nightmares of planes exploding and men falling through the air screaming (in one mission alone his unit had lost 13 planes and 130 men, most of whom he knew personally). He was depressed, couldn’t focus, and refused to talk to anyone about his war experiences. His acting career was all but over. As one of Stewart’s biographers put it, “Every decision he made [during the war] was going to preserve life or cost lives. He took back to Hollywood all the stress that he had built up.” In 1946 he got his break. He took the role of George Bailey, the suicidal father in “It’s a Wonderful Life.” Actors and crew of the set realized that in many of the disturbing scenes of George Bailey unraveling in front of his family, Stewart wasn’t acting. His PTSD was being captured on film for millions to see. But despite Stewart’s inner turmoil, making the movie was therapeutic for the combat veteran. He would go on to become one of the most accomplished and loved actors in American history. When asked in 1941 why he wanted to leave his acting career to fly combat missions over Nazi Germany, he said, “This country’s conscience is bigger than all the studios in Hollywood put together, and the time will come when we’ll have to fight.” This holiday season, as many of us watch the classic Christmas film, “It’s A Wonderful Life,” it’s also a fitting time to remember the sacrifices of those who gave up so much to serve their country during wartime.
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hellsite-detective · 3 months
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this post case comes in from... myself. see, christmas is tomorrow, and i wanted to deliver a post specifically for christmas time. so, i went out and found a classic post. the iconic "Mistlefoe™" post. so, as is tradition, i shall catalogue my process in trackin' this post.
it all started with me seein' a screenshot of it on instagram. i knew right away i had to track this one down. so, i went to tumblr and checked the first blog. i knew this was the wrong blog right away when it was advertising high heels. so, i went back to the drawin' board. checkin' the second blog in the chain yielded results pretty quickly, and i grabbed the link.
here it is! a good ol' classic post! just in time for the holidays! so, from the P.P.I Offices of the Hellsite Detective, i'm wishin' you all a happy holiday!!
Post Case: Jolly
side note: @hellsite-hall-of-fame if you don't have this one already, i believe you should! it's an all time classic if you ask me!
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thewritersaddictions · 4 months
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Day Eight: John Price + Here Comes Santa Claus
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With Christmas right around the corner, things were always so hectic around the barracks, especially since this year you had signed up your husband to be Santa Claus for the Toy for Tots Christmas donation.
All parents from around the area could bring their kids to 'meet' Santa Claus, and then they could bring toys. Toy for a meeting with Santa Claus that was the idea. And a lot of people had signed up, like a lot of people. It was just that your husband didn't know he would be dressing up as Santa or that it was in less than a few hours.
You knocked on your husband's office door. "Come in." His accent is thick. As you open the office door, the cigar smoke filters out of the room. A smile is crafted on his face almost instantly as he sees you walking through his doorway. "Hey, sweetheart." He puts the cigar down into the ashtray to give you all his attention.
Patting his lap, you walk over to him. Sitting down quickly, you wrap your hand around his neck to support yourself on his lap. "What is my beautiful wife doing in my office at this hour?" He asks, checking his watch. It's just after noon, and you still have yet to tell him that he's gotta be ready for the kids in just a few hours.
I smile at his words. "You make it sound like I snuck into your office." You joke. "Well…" You smack him with your hand on the shoulder as his wiggling brows.
"I came in here because I have to tell you something." Worry flashes over his eyes, but you shake your head. "I'm fine, and no, I'm not pregnant." John shakes his head with disappointment, "We'll get you there soon enough." You smack him again.
"Out with it then, sweetheart," John says as he picks up the cigar. Taking a resounding hit, you wiggle in his lap. "I might have signed you up as Santa Claus this year, and the kids are supposed to be in just a few hours." You say quickly, most of your words tangled together.
John cocks his head to the side. "What, honey? You did what?" John asks, "You're Santa this year!" You say with a faux smile on your lips. You're waiting for the shout. Waiting for his grip on your waist to become sharp and for him to tell you he's not doing it.
Yet that never comes. Instead, he takes another resounding hit from the cigar, and then he's thinking. His brows furrowed together on his forehead, and his grip never tightened. "You signed me up for the toys for tots thing, didn't ya?" He asks. You nod in his lap. He shrugs his shoulder and stubbs out his cigar.
"You should have told me earlier so I didn't smell like smoke in front of those kids," John says as he taps your waist a few times, telling you that he wants you to get off his lap. You move quickly off his lap. "You're not upset with me?" You ask, cringing at how your words sound small, and you're visibly shrinking as your husband stands. "Of course, I'm not upset with you, baby. Just wish I had a little heads up beforehand," John tells you.
He gently approaches you, kissing your forehead, "So where's this Santa Claus costume?" Your husband asks you with a wink. You stand there for a moment. Staring at him in all of his English glory. "Follow me." You mutter as you walk ahead of him.
The time goes by quickly. When the kids get there, John is dressed up like Santa, and when the kids notice that he doesn't have the iconic white beard, he's got an answer for them. "My beard only gets long and white when I've met enough good boys and girls." You laugh in the corner at his answer to the kids.
You watch your husband with the kids, how he warms up whenever a kid introduces himself to him. You ponder for a moment about what he had said earlier. Maybe a kid in your life wouldn't be such a bad idea. Your own little family to celebrate Christmas with every year.
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Completed on: 11/21/23
Posted on: 12/08/23
Call Of Duty Tags-
Call Of Duty Master List // Christmas Stories Master List
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laufire · 2 months
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I ended up making a bunch of dc icons for the snowflake challenge in dreamwidth so. here they are! all from comics I've read or re-read recently-ish: bruce and talia's first interactions, spoiler's introduction, nightwing/huntress, mark of cain, titans (1999), batman/superman annual, dc speechless!, and 'twas the mite before christmas.
Do not edit them or claim as your own. Like/reblog if you use them or save them. Credit is appreciated.
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[Detective Comics issue 411. Bruce, as Batman, with a saddened expression, hugs Talia as she cries in his arms.]
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[Batman issue 244. Close-up to Talia al Ghul, looking up with a pleading expression.]
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[Batman issue 244. Bruce presses Talia to his chest, grabbing her from the waist and the arm, and kisses her for the first time. He's shirtless but still wearing the cowl.]
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[Detective Comics issue 648. Tim has unmasked Steph, and she, snarling, hits him in the face with a brik.]
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[Detective Comics issue 648. Tim, dressed as Robin, humps behind Steph, dressed as Spoiler, in her motorcycle, aggravating her.]
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[Nightwing/Huntress issue 2. Dick and Helena kiss, before an orange sunset. They're in their vigilante suits, her hands on his chest, and his on her arm and her back, with the wind making their hair and Helena's cape fly.]
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[Nightwing/Huntress issue 4. Helena is in a brown blazer with her hair up in a relaxed bun, hugging herself with her arms. Dick stands next to her, in civilian blothes and with a fake goatee.]
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[Batman issue 567. Cass sits in front of Barbara, while Barbara, in her wheelchair, leans in and shows her flash cards, teaching her to speak.]
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[Detective Comics issue 734. Close-up to Cass, wearing a black mask covering her upper face, scowling, with hair flying around her face.]
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[Detective Comics issue 734. Barbara, smiling, holds up a picture of herself as Batgirl, showing it to Cass.]
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[Titans issue 11. Jesse Quick looks up at Nightwing, enthanced, while she sits in the Titans' plane.]
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[Titans issue 12. Jesse, visibly upset and a bit angry, approaches Nightwing. She's in civilian clothes, he's shirtless but with a mask, training against a punching bag.]
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[Titans issue 19. Jesse and Dick sit in her office. She's in her C.E.O chair, with her legs crossed, speaking on the phone; he's in civilian blothes, sitting at the other side of the table.]
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[Batman/Superman Annual issue 1. Supergirl and Red Hood standing side by side, with their profiles on display. Kara is looking down, with her eyes closed.]
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[Batman/Superman Annual issue 1. Kara and Jason, fighting back to back with their swords (hers given by Diana, his made by fire), with Krypto in the background.]
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[DC Speechless! issue 4. Zatanna entering a portal she summoned by drawing a pentagram in the floor of a library, surrounding it with candles. She's stepping into the portal.]
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[DC's 'Twas the Mite Before Christmas, "Wonderful Toys". Damian hugs tight onto a mirage of Talia conjured by Bat-Mite.]
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I’m going home for Christmas and I was wondering if you could help me out with my dad. He used to be in shape as a police officer but he got injured and retired and now he’s not in shape at all. I’m getting into bodybuilding and I would love to be able to do it with him. Is there a setting on Chronivac to make us a big father/son bodybuilding duo?
Christmas is simply unrelaxing. Your father is moaning about his fate. Your mother complains about her fate and that of your father. And you're counting down the hours until you finally have to go back to the airport and fly home.
It's Christmas Eve. Lunch was delicious. Your mother is a good cook. Even if she perhaps cooks a little too much when you look at your father's belly… And suddenly your father asks if you'd like to see the home gym he's set up in the basement. His what? He tells you with shining eyes that he has decided to give himself something for Christmas. To get back in shape. You thank your God that your parents have obviously come to their senses after all.
Your eyes almost pop out of your head: this isn't a home gym, this is professional to the max. And above all, it's not the kind of machines you'd expect to find in rehab centers - there are mainly free weights. You are more than impressed. Of course you are younger and fitter, but your father has considerable deficits due to his excess weight and the consequences of his injury. But he doesn't look bad at all. The two of you work out all afternoon until your mother calls you for dinner, but sends you to the shower first. You are both drenched in sweat.
For dinner, you have steamed chicken breast with broccoli and rice. Served with protein shakes. Your mother changed her diet years ago to meet the needs of her men. And despite her age, she still looks respectable in her Crossfit classes. After dinner, you all go jogging again to digest and then go to bed early.
Before giving presents on Christmas morning, you and your father go ice swimming. It's a tradition. Since your father was almost killed in a police operation a few years ago, he has made an amazing comeback to life. Not only is he a fitness icon for people of his generation, he is also a successful influencer and blogger. You try your hardest to emulate his example, but he regularly puts you in the shade.
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This picture of the two of you is on your parents' fireplace. The fact that you are only on the sidelines is symptomatic. Nevertheless, you are proud of your old man.
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