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"Okay, you've been working five hours straight. Time for a break."
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Queen Hatshepsut of Ancient Egypt. She has a lovely smile for someone who’s been dead for thousands of years.
she wasn’t a queen. she was a pharaoh and wanted to be referred to as such. she even had her statues modeled after the male pharaoh’s statues to state her dominance and authority. she was actually one of the most successful pharaohs in all of ancient egyptian history and she reigned longer than any other woman in power in egypt.
damn no wonder she died and smiled for a trillion years afterwards
The fact that we know about her is marvelous.
the next Pharaoh after her Tuthmosis III tried to erase Hatshepsut out of history ,chiseled her name off her monuments ,covered the text on her obelisks with stone,knocked down and defaced her statues .
she was even left off the list of pharaohs ..talk about some patriarchy bullshit
her name was lost for a couple of millennia, her body was found in a unmarked grave in early twentieth century
sad part is in Egyptian belief is if your are forgotten in the living world you don’t exist in the afterlife,so he was trying to kill her even in death
My best friend throwing down some herstory. A+ commentary
She wore a fake beard, you guys. She was the fucking boss.
If we remember her now does that save her from an awful afterlife?
I’m just picturing the Kemetic afterlife. All the Pharaohs are hanging out in some kind of swanky club, drinking and congratulating each other on being bros.
The doors slam open and Hatshepsut strides in, glorious, robes swirling, rocking the fake beard and the insane amounts of wealth and power. “Miss me, bitches?”
Then she punches Tuthmosis III straight in the dick.
ALL IN THE NAME OF CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT...
Send my muse prying asks about anything and everything… please?
Fitz took it and started unwrapping it, pinky finger of his right hand sticking out as if it weren’t getting the signal to close, but after a little bit of a struggle, he got it. ”I’s no’ so much upside-down as inside-ou’.”
"Yeah, and no one wants to be inside out." she popped another candy in her mouth, before pointing, "So you're an engineer, yeah? Can you tell me, we're able to make all this amazing stuff, yet the light in my bunk still flickers."
"I’s really good, an’ you’ll never think of mashed pota’oes the same way," he promised. "Or sunburns." He nodded and bit his lip a little, thinkng about whether he could accept that. "Yeah. Mkay, yeah. We should do tha’. Do somethin’ other than medical scans an’ stuff."
"Yeah," she slid a candy across the table to him, "just because things have gone upside down, doesn't mean we should too. We can still do fun things."
I thought this was a latte.
it is a catte.
"I’ve never heard of i’," Fitz admitted with a nonchalant shrug. Then again, outdoorsy films weren’t exactly his forté; he was more a Spielberg sort of man. Speaking of which… "Have you ever seen Close Encounters of the Third Kind?"
"No, I can't say I have," she flicked her wrist a candy hovering over towards her, which she promptly unwrapped, "We should do a trade. You watch Camp Takota with me, I watch cose encounters with you."
"I’m tryin’ to tell myself tha’, bu’ I know tha’ brain damage is, i’s, this kind is, ehm, you can’ fix i’. You can’ fight i’, bu’…tha’s the best you can do. Even if I try to pretend, I’m gonna mess up, I’m gonna forge’ somethin’, or I’ll have a nigh’mare or somethin’, an’ then she’ll ge’ mad because I go’ hurt."
"Not always. People are learning things about brains these days, and people do get better. There have been people in comas who are pronounced brain dead, and they got better, they woke up. And even if you don't go back to before ... you learn coping skills. You find cheats and ways around it."
"And it's your mom's job to be angry you got hurt. I'd be angry too."
"I’ was always jus’ Mum an’ me. No siblings, no dad, jus’ us. This would be the secon’ year I haven’ seen her for Christmas. She doesn’ even know I’m…sick, I think."
"Same. Mom adopted me when I was five, so it's just been me and her. I always liked that, but I'm not there this year and ... she'll be alone."
"Maybe that's for the best. Mom's worry, next time you see her you'll be doing great and she'll just give you a big hug."
"Abou’ eighteen months. I phoned her once, after our first mission, bu’…no’ since I go’ hurt."
"I'm sorry. I'm sure you must miss her like crazy. I just keep thinking how I want to go home, help her put the ornaments up, and we could sit and read by the fire. Christmas evenings are always nice and quiet."
"How long has i’ been since you’ve seen yours?"
"Last Christmas. But that was just for a week. We used to skype constantly before SHIELD went under, now ... I just want her to see that I'm okay."
"What about you?"
"Do you think Coulson would le’ me visit my mum for Christmas?"
"If you get a yes, I want one too."
"... hi mom."