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today in social media...

I ship with no shame

All my Nelinha Da Silva x Gemini Twain shippers reblog and like!!!!!

(no hate to ana x gem)

Don't get me wrong I love athena like crazy, she's my fav greek god but it's true...

Ares is not just god of war he is the god of people, he represents the dark side of us, the side that will do whatever it takes to get justice.

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

Why are people criticising Lando for being open about the mental and nervous pressures of F1.

Two days ago people were up in arms over the impact Logan’s dismissal will have on his mental health.

Last weekend the trophy was lauded for highlighting the struggles and sacrifices top athletes go through.

Not long ago we found out about what the pressure of F1 was silently doing to Valtteri.

Read Jenson and Mark Webber’s books. They couldn’t eat before races because they were scared it would make them overweight, meaning every race was hangry and at real danger of passing out.

Lewis has gone through phases of pushing everyone away, including his Dad, because he thought he needed that solitude to achieve a “champion’s mentality”.

Nico Rosberg walked away from the sport as he couldn’t face putting himself or his family through the sacrifices to be a champion and the personality changes it caused all over again.

People need to accept that this is a sport, it is tough and it leads the drivers to dark places.

Would you rather drivers be silent and not disturb your personal enjoyment of the sport or can you accept that they push themselves to places you couldn’t?

When I first started martial arts my teacher taught us, when things get tough your brain will tell you you can’t, because it wants the easiest most comfortable option. Your body can and will do what you ask of it, pushing past the mind is the hardest part.

Time to accept and support or shut up.

I swear if anything bad happens to my baby, I'm sueing

ferrari what have you done to my boy

my baby boys

all my favs in one pic😍

I can't believe i just now found your account but your bio is FLAWLESS just like your taste in ships and media 😙🤌🏻😍🥰

Thank you!!! I just saw your account, and from the moment I saw your bio, I knew you and me have the same taste!!! So I hope you don't mind me coming to ramble to you about something.

Okay Kol, Darling I know you are mad but please don't hurt Caroline, please. Also you make your siblings pay, they deserve it

Once upon a time, I was going to fix TO...

What’s this? A snippet of something I started a long long time ago and never followed through but damn do I wish I had because even I - a super modest hates my work most of the time writer - am impressed? Okay, you twisted my arm. 

“It’s incredibly lonely on the other side. While you all went on living your lives with one less brother to worry about, I was stuck behind an invisible barrier watching.” He laughed. “I mean, the least you could have done was entertain me!”

“Tell us how you came back, Kol,” Klaus urged again.

“Nik’s hostile take over of New Orleans lasted all of two minutes. And Rebekah, repeating history, falling right back under Marcel’s spell? What a snooze. But then, Elijah’s love life was even more wretched to watch, wallowing over his lost doppleganger. Did you know she’s human now? Your dear Elena shoved the cure right down her throat. But by all means, continue glorifying my murderer!” He ran his index finger across his lip, and glanced to Klaus with an afterthought. “By the way, congratulations on fatherhood. No doubt you’ll follow right in Mikael’s footsteps.”

“Kol!” Rebekah scolded as he crossed a line.

“Oh come on, darling. Don’t pretend it hasn’t crossed your mind. Nik isn’t nurturing enough to father a child. Besides. What will Caroline think?” He smiled slowly as Klaus’ eyes went cold. “Do you know she shed a tear for you the night you left Mystic Falls?”

“Why are you doing this, Kol? We’ve done nothing wrong!” she cried.

“Exactly. You did nothing! You never gave my passing a second thought. Nik’s the only one who gave a damn. For about a day and a half, until Caroline so politely disposed of my body. Remind me to thank her for her kindness when I see her.”

Klaus stepped forward, glowering. “If you so much as blink in her direction - “

“Always with the threats. You think I’m afraid to die again? On the contrary, the other side wasn’t quite so bad. Lonely. But at least it gave me plenty of time to exact my revenge.”

“You’re going to get back at us for moving on with our lives instead of grieving forever?” Rebekah was appalled.

“What grief? You went on to be girlfriends with my murderer. Elijah continuously keeps her up on a pedestal - ”

“Then take it out on her!”

“Oh, I plan to. But what was that little oath you three made amongst yourselves centuries ago?” He paused, his eyes glinting with bitterness. “Family above all.” He shook his head in disapproval. “Some family. Not once did any of you even consider the idea of bringing me back. I had to be resurrected by a witch I can’t stand and can’t kill!”

“We get it,” Elijah conceded. “You’re angry.”

“I am angry. You have yet to feel my vengeance. Everything you love, everything you’ve all worked so hard for will crash and burn. And I’ll be all too happy to sit back and watch you beg for mercy as you learn how it feels to be alone, with nothing and no one who cares.”

“Enough,” Klaus demanded. “Honestly, Kol. Dramatics aren’t really your style. Just let it go.”

He raised an eyebrow in surprise. “You don’t believe me? Fine. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He was gone in a whoosh and Rebekah nearly gasped, stepping forward, eyes wide. “Where did he go?”

spotify playlists i made that i love:

for instantly inducing sadness and depression

for losing sight of what love means to you

for feeling present in the current moment

for deep-rooted loneliness

for the pure excitement of having a crush

for sleeping

for the person who left and would ruin you if they ever came back

for a love that rages like a fire

for your pride & prejudice hand flex moment

for feeling dreamy

for your radiohead fix

for crying while still bopping along

for drinking warm spiced milk on a rainy day

for feeling like you're an indie coming of age film

for the nostalgic emo phase

for feeling wretched

for when you're walking the streets of a new city by yourself

for daydreaming about moving to new york city with your best friends

for bangerz only

for wearing bold lipstick

for your bollywood fix

for allowing yourself to change

for feeling like you're floating on your back in a swimming pool at night in an indie movie

for your gracie abrams fix

for when you don't recognize yourself

for my desi diaspora kids

for my desi diaspora kids pt 2

for traveling and being present

for feeling like a smashed vase, or for smashing vases

for the jungle

for your james blake fix

for managing the aux cord

for feeling like the color orange, or perhaps the fruit. either one

for late night car rides surrounded by the open sky

for seeing the end of the world but smiling ridiculously

for your ridiculous bestie

for dying of love

for gradually falling into sleep

for your joji fix

for watching bright orange sunsets while hating yourself

for feeling the first warmth of summer hit you

for feeling like the weird kid in class again

for learning to live without the heartache it gives you

for playing breath of the wild

for realizing that romantic love will not be the thing that heals you

for whispering secrets to your best friend

for the kids who grew up on the internet

for love, or the lack thereof

for when you want to move to a new city but something is keeping you where you are

for your morning walk

for sitting in a field of marigolds

for beat drops that make you go feral

for traveling to see your best friends

for not allowing yourself to feel ridiculous anymore

for feeling like a perpetually open wound

for risk-taking

for your coke studio pakistan fix

for waiting for better days

for haunting

for being afraid that this is all there is

for texting them to get home safe

for falling in love in the summertime

for your hallmark movie main character moment

for your slowcore fix

for studying

for eating heartshaped jam cookies

for an espresso shot of joy

for feeling like an empty well that has nothing left to give

for love-filled days

for your ariana grande fix

for web-weaving

for your commute

for losing grip of your dreams

for setting this whole year on fire

for feeling like a pakistani uncle drinking chai on the porch

for isolation

for kicking anxiety in the face