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//The grave cannot hold me... Aka I’m not actually dead surprise!
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It was nothing too fancy nor impressive, yet the interior was so cozy and welcoming. One of the many reasons why he loved coming here. If there was going to be a new location for him and Jack, this would be it.
❝Just wait until you tried the food.❞ HE responded with a wink, soon after laughing at the terrible pickup line which Jack found the need to attempt. ❝That was probably one of the worst pick up lines ever. But yes, I do actually❞ Which it was, even so with that smile- even if it was the corniest thing he’d seen. Who wouldn’t fall for that?
❝Two of the chicken enchiladas with roasted tomatillo chile salsa and some quesadillas.❞ Gabriel ordered, making sure to get them both some drinks along with the food before returning his attention back to the male. ❝We probably wont be able to eat all of it. But hey better having more than less.❞
Jack didn’t understand much of what the other said – it sounded like Spanish, but Jack knew it was food. Mexican food, perhaps? It should have been pretty obvious, but for a solid ten seconds, the blond just wasn’t quite certain. He might have been quite the clever cookie as in regards to being a strategist, though when it came to the simpler things in life, Jack was usually a little slow to catch on.
‘Oh, you don’t know me.’ He laughed it off, fiddling idly with the straw on the table before peeling off its wrapping and sinking it into his drink. ‘How have things been doing though? I could no longer send you letters for a while…’ His gaze shifted guiltily down.
There wasn’t an explanation to give the other than the fact Jack had been far too mentally unsound after the bloodbath to so much as think of what to write. He didn’t seem to want to talk about it, so the male busied his lips with his drink instead. At any rate, Jack reckoned apologies were in order.
It was obvious when Jack brought up the letters he did not intent to speak of the reasoning behind the sudden halt and Gabriel would respect that choice. Who knows what happened out there. War is barbaric, bloody. The sights alone break many men. Could Jack be broken, just hiding beneath a mask to try and convince him everything was fine?
❝Pretty good, everything’s been going pretty smoothly for me.❞ Ignoring all the hopeless attempts to find another partner, or just company in general. Yet he wouldn’t mention that, the first encounter alone was awkward enough. No need to make things worse.
❝So, will I have to say goodbye to you again? Or are you staying here for good now?❞ Gabriel had to ask, the thought continued to buzz around his mind like a bee stuck in a jar. But now that bee was out and he could only hope Jack would be with him permanently. Though he knew not to keep his hopes up.
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Jesse let out a soft chuckle as he looked a bit nervous. McCree wasn’t sure if Gabriel would like it. It was a mug. There was a text on the mug said: “ Back off I’m number one dad .” McCree tought it fitted the man a lot.
Gabriel opened the box, pulling out the mug before a wide smiled cracked onto his lips, chuckling softly he tugged Jesse in with one arm. ❝Thanks kiddo, this means a lot to me.❞ HE smiled.
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England, and from what I hear, Europe, is undergoing a heatwave.
Temperatures in the UK are around 30°C. Where I am it’s gonna hit 32°C in the next couple of hours.
To you Americans, you Australians, that’s nothing. It’s a mild day, we’re weak, whatever, I’ve heard it all, the thing is, WE AREN’T EQUIPPED TO DEAL WITH THIS.
The average temperature in the UK in July is 17°C. It is in the 30’s today. We simply are not used to it. We are used to rain and sleet and hail and wind, not heat. And our heat is a damp heat. A humid heat.
Because of all the sea around us we have an extremely humid climate if it gets warm. The air literally feels heavy right now. I am struggling to cool down because the humidity is fucking with my sweat, and as a trans man, the high amounts of water in the air, combined with my binder make it difficult to breathe, and I assume a lot of asthmatic people have a similar problem.
When temperatures in the UK are like this, people die. Don’t laugh about it. It is serious. It may not seem like much to you, it may not seem warm to you, but in a similar heatwave in 2013, 760 people died.
Our infrastructure is not built to cope with this. The house I live in, for instance, was built when the Thames still used to freeze over. It was built to be warm. The walls are thick, the windows are small, some rooms don’t even have windows that open, it was built with no though to air circulation, and this is one of the most common types of home in the UK. The UK government subsidises insulation. People fill every gap in their home with stuff that will keep the heat in. And nobody - literally nobody - has aircon. A lot of businesses don’t even have it. We have no use for it 99.9% of the time. Hell, I don’t even own a desk fan or even a hand held fan.
It is very different here to where you are. And we are used to and equipped for very different things. Instead of laughing, teach us how to stay cool. Instead of making jokes or quips, make info posts, and things that will help us.
Remember, this may be an average day to you, but to us it’s a heatwave. We cannot cope. And for some, particularly children and the elderly, it’s literally a matter of life and death.
Repeating this cause there’s another heatwave going on in Europe at the moment. This is reality for us.
A moment - or an ice bucket - for @wizzygold
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Wow, I wouldn’t bat an eye at humid 32°C weather (a mild summer day, by all accounts here) but I also live in a two-bedroom apartment with two ACs for a reason. Can’t imagine going at it without the usual creature comforts people who are used to heat (think 50°C on Christmas) have.
Stay hydrated, for the love of God. And bathe in sunblock. BATHE.
At least in Valencia(Spain) people have fans, ceiling fans or even an …abanico, can’t remember the word, here? NOTHING
God, I can’t picture it. Take extra care, please.
Some other things to do!
Keep to basements if you can- warm air rises and cool air descends and all that. Idk if they keep even that insulated there.
If the temperature gets too much, ice baths can really help lower body temperature if and when you can. (I don’t mean running cool baths- I mean dumping some ice in your bath tub of water and sitting in it.) Keep in mind! Do not stay there for long periods of time, you can still get frost bite or whatever.
Key points for cooling down your body are: your wrists, back of your neck, stomach and chest, between your legs. Your hands and feet will get hot or cold quicker than anything else, but keeping them cool won’t cool you down- you gotta focus on your torso and such for a more dramatic effect.
Or even putting a bowl of ice around a fan can cool things down as well.
Wet your hair. WET. YOUR. HAIR. Leave it wet. If the dripping bothers you, dry it only enough that it’s not dripping. LEAVE IT WET.
Wear natural thin fabrics like cotton and linen; polyester is made of plastic and will not breathe. Light colors are better. Jump in the shower wearing them if you can. Wear them damp. (Yes, it’s okay to go underwear-less for this. Nobody likes damp panties all up their asscrack.)
Hang blankets over your windows. Wet them down. DON’T OPEN THE WINDOWS. Keep your shades drawn.
Cold wet towel on the back of your neck. Keep it cool. Put it in the freezer for 15 minutes before wearing. The first three minutes you’re going to want to die and then the next hour will be bliss. It will help cool your blood.
If you are lucky enough to own a fan, point it at the ceiling. Hot air rises, and this will circulate the air and more efficiently cool it.
Sleep under a damp sheet if you can deal with dampness on you.
Drink a lot of water. I live in the Sonoran Desert and where the standard American recommendation is a gallon of water per day, we are advised to drink 1.5 gallons. If you’re not peeing every few hours, you’re not drinking enough. Tea is okay. COFFEE AND SODA POP ARE NOT.
Make sure you have some salty snacks on hand. Sweating a lot and drinking a lot will fuck up your electrolytes, and you’ll want to replenish them. If you feel like you’re craving salt, you need it. Eat.
Juicy fruits and veggies like watermelon, peaches, and cucumbers are your friends. Eat them.
You probably won’t be very hungry during the day. That’s fine, but try to eat a sandwich or piece of fruit around lunchtime so your body doesn’t freak out and go into starvation mode. If you’re still doing afternoon tea, substitute fruit, finger sandwiches, or a similar small meal instead of cakes or muffins.
If you’re cooking dinner, do pan-fried instead of using your oven. If you don’t know how, look up some American recipes. We do a lot of seared and pan-fried here.
Love,
An American Who’s Also In A Heatwave (it’s 46C here right now) But Does This A Lot, And Wants You To Be Safe.
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"Happy... fathers day... " the cowboys said as he handed over a box to the other man
┏ ┒ @mccreedeadeye┖ ┚
❝Jesse....❞ Gabriel looked at the box which was handed over to him. ❝You didn’t have to do this y’know. ❞ His voice was soft, the fact that not only did the male wish him a happy father day, but there was also a gift. It was honestly touching, he wasn’t even sure how to react. Even so he went ahead and opened the box.
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Not a bad place, indeed. Ceiling up high and made out of wood. Friendly waiters and a whole self service area in case somebody wanted something simpler. Poring over the menu, Jack came across plenty of Mexican dishes – most of which he knew to contain an absurd amount of pepper. Such was Mexican cuisine anyway.
‘Not bad,’ he delivered at last, picking up bits and pieces of whatever Gabriel and the waiter were on about. ‘You come here often?’ He made it a point to make those words sound like the cheesiest pickup line, adding a sidelong smile for effect.
It seemed the kind of place they’d go in their spare time, or to get their minds off things. With a retro air to it, and a certain coziness Jack couldn’t quite pinpoint, he felt like he could get used to this.
‘What will you be having? I’ll have the same.’ He announced, looking over the menu out of curiosity.
It was nothing too fancy nor impressive, yet the interior was so cozy and welcoming. One of the many reasons why he loved coming here. If there was going to be a new location for him and Jack, this would be it.
❝Just wait until you tried the food.❞ HE responded with a wink, soon after laughing at the terrible pickup line which Jack found the need to attempt. ❝That was probably one of the worst pick up lines ever. But yes, I do actually❞ Which it was, even so with that smile- even if it was the corniest thing he’d seen. Who wouldn’t fall for that?
❝Two of the chicken enchiladas with roasted tomatillo chile salsa and some quesadillas.❞ Gabriel ordered, making sure to get them both some drinks along with the food before returning his attention back to the male. ❝We probably wont be able to eat all of it. But hey better having more than less.❞
NO HOT DOGS. NO DINNER.
// YOU JUST MADE MY WHOLE WEEK. NO HOT DOGS. NO DINNER WE HAVE MISSED YOU
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Soldier 76 had trouble with the situation as well; if he shot Reaper dead, he’d have less worry about people trying to kill him, though it’d come at a cost of killing his best mate.
This was something he didn’t want to do, even if they were on different sides.
“Why are you telling me to shoot? You do it, if you want to kill me that badly,” he responded, not daring to move his rifle down from the man’s head.
There it was, the stubbornness which they both had. ❝I was planning to give you a chance but if you’re unwilling to take it...❞ Growling he pressed the barrels of his gun to Jack’s chest, fingers lay steadily on the triggers. Nask hiding any facial features from the male. ❝I’d love to end you, yet I’d enjoy to play with you more. Like my own little personal toy.❞
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A smirk cracked across the man's lips as he watched the soldier began to finger himself. Once again he showed dominance over the male who did as he was demanded. Tongue moved over his bottom lip wetting it as he watched.
Watching as he began to scissor his hole, Reapers fingers had wrapped around his own length, after all these years just the sight of that tight little ass was enough to turn him on. It wasn’t long until his dick grew impatient, the sight being nothing but a tease. Without warning he grabbed the wrist which was currently helping the man loosen up, pulling it away only to slam it up against the wall.
❝You speak too much.❞ Reaper complained, honestly thinking about gagging the other with something. ❝But it’s going to be much more fun and interesting compared to back then.❞ He hummed pressing his plated chest against the man’s back as his length was moved into position before he roughly bucked inside of the Soldier with a grunt.
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An endless battle waged between both him and Soldier 76, one of which both sides fought with all of their might yet neither managed to deliver the finishing blow. Which was a problem. On both ends. Reaper’s loyalty laid with Talon, yet it faltered when facing the Soldier whom he had worked with for so many years.
Yet again the two stood face-to-face weapons held up and aimed at the enemy. Reaper wouldn’t lower the gun even slightly, the barrels pointing towards Jack’s head. Too stubborn to even debate dropping them. This was his mission, the destroy Overwatch and every member within it. To take down the organisation once and for all.
❝Shoot. I dare you.❞ The man in black dared, standing his ground without hesitation. In this world it was kill or be killed. Quite literally.
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