“Alfred Date learned how to knit in 1932.
In 2015, at 109 he created tiny clothes for Phillip Island Penguins who needed woolen jumpers in the wake of the oil spill to help prevent penguins from swallowing the oil when they attempted to clean themselves.
Alfred ‘Alfie’ Date passed away in 2016 at 110 years old.”
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Biker Simon with the clubs kids 😮💨
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HELP?? THAT IS SO COOL WHAT
simon snaps his visor up and laughs when he hears your nephew’s resounding merry scream, the boy still bouncing around excitably at simon’s little trick. he then stops waving his hands around to run back to simon and hug his legs.
“that was sooo cool,” he cheers, his voice muffled by his helmet.
simon fondly shakes his head before reaching down to unlatch the helmet from the boy’s little head.
“promise not to tell y’r aunt or y’r parents that i did that?” simon asks, holding up his pinky.
your nephew hooks his pinky with simon’s then mimes himself zipping his mouth shut, before theatrically whispering, “i promise!”
simon chuckles and ruffles the boy’s short hair before straightening back up to remove his own helmet only to jolt in surprise at seeing you standing by the garage door, your jaw hanging open. it’s all the confirmation simon needs to know that you’ve caught them.
“uh-oh,” your nephew gasps out, having caught on.
uh-oh indeed.
“sweetheart,” simon starts. “i, uh, won’t do it again-”
“how’d you do that?! that was so cool!” you shout, too buzzed to notice that you’ve cut him off, before elatedly bouncing – truly like aunt, like nephew – towards him, your eyes still wide with glee.
you stand beside your nephew and simon chokes on his laughter when he notices the way you two are staring up at him in twin awe, your guys’ cheeks round from the forces of your smiles.
if only he can take a picture of the two of you right now.
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simon later receives a message from your brother-in-law.
> Apparently, I’m no longer his favourite adult.
attached is a video taken from the garage’s security cameras – simon doing his little trick, your nephew bouncing around happily, and then you ambling towards the two of them in your mismatched slippers.
simon saves the video and bites a grin as he sends in his reply.
You never were. <
(biker!simon root post)
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i really really really love the idea of a guy who basically can’t separate his positive emotions from his dick
so like if you’re nice to him? he’s hard
if you’re soft with him? he’s hard
you buy him a present? he’s hard.
you remember an anniversary? you remember his favorite song, movie, or show? he’s hard.
or if you’re doing simple tasks that he thinks are cute like you’re watching your feet while you walk, or biting your lip while you read, or fixing your glasses, tucking your hair behind your ear, or leaning away, scared out of your mind to avoid a flying bug.
he’s so fucking hard.
and even better he doesn’t want you to know. so he’s constantly excusing himself to take care of the issue.
or he can’t get away for some reason and you’re being too adorable so he ends up cumming, untouched in his pants. he can’t hold in his moans and that’s how you find out.
or one day he’s had enough and just takes himself out and starts jerking off with you right there. not explaining anything because he’s too desperate to stop so you just watch him frantically pump his cock until he cums.
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