#eigenwillig

[cinematografieliebhaber]

The Watch, nach einer Idee von Simon Allen, ist eine britische Fantasyserie der BBC aus dem Jahr 2021. Die TV-Serie basiert dabei auf den Erlebnissen der Stadtwache aus den Scheibenwelt-Romanen des britischen Fantasyautors Terry Pratchett. Herausgekommen ist dabei eine kontroversielle Umsetzung der berühmten Romane.

[frankjohannesknepper]

Ich kann mir nicht helfen. Ich mag diese #Uniform. #Ausgefallen und #eigenwillig entlehnt bei den #Husaren, den #Majoretten bei der #steubenparade oder auch im #Zirkus. Ein wunderschönes Bild der #Tanzgarde der #Prinzengarde #Meckenheim die beim Regimentsappell ihr neues Programm vorstellt aus traditionellen #Gardetanz und #karnevalistischem #Session #tanz. #mrentertain ist #inspiriert (hier: Meckenheim, Nordrhein-Westfalen, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqCNB16nYAG/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1u4qwcp58clir

[handwerkstatt]

Bisschen mehr rechts, nein zuviel, wieder mehr links, halt, zuviel, ok, vergiss es.

Little more right, no too much, more left again, stop, too much, ok, forget it.

[cxnsilixm--moved-blog]

♥ /shrugs

Eren loved coffee. He wasn't necessarily a coffee addict, but he loved drinking coffee when he could. So having a job as a barista was a good part-time job choice. It meant that he had to be alert and quick with his hands. It helped tame his temper, he learned to be patient with difficult customers and be sweet to the them.

Frothing milk, Eren tapped his foot to a beat in his head as he finished frothing the milk and wiped the nozzle. Thumping the jug of frothed milk to the counter to get rid of the bubbles, Eren grabbed the paper cup already filled with caffeine and poured the milk to the cup. He did a simple heart design, a satisfied smile on his face as he put the drink over at serving counter. 

"Order up for a.. John?" He called out. A figure stepped out and Eren swore his heart stopped. His eyes caught the stranger's glowing chest and he looked down to see his own chest gleaming red. 

[survivantx-blog]

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            ' You smell like shit... '

[lxfe-and-lxmb-blog]

eigenwillig replied to your post:eigenwillig replied to your post: ( wiggles...

jean’s just a precious gay baby with a crush on his best friend bye

[luciduusarchive-blog]

eigenwillig replied to your post:

i have a musing post on an old blog with over 10k notes

[ omg geting notes on a musing is p much like a double-edged knife

at first, you go: "YAY, NOTES!"

and then you do a complete 360 until you're like: "n O, NOTES" ]

[glassesarmin-blog]

"Ahahaa heey-- Kiss me."

33. A bruise

"That was probably the stupidest looking dive I've ever seen."

Armin couldn't help but to tease Jean as the other male climbed out of the pool, white tanktop that he'd decided to dive off of clinging to his chest and stomach as the water dripped from it. It was a miserably hot day, and so the two of them had decided to go to the pool; it might have been a better decision of Armin actually liked swimming in pools, but he found that he much preferred the ocean... not like they could just pick up and go to the ocean. The pool would do for now, and to be honest, it was almost worth it to spend time at the crowded community pool just to see Jean make a fool of himself on the diving board. 

Not that the smaller of the two had room to talk, considering that he didn't even know how to properly dive (correction: he had read all about and watched diving competitions, but when it came actually doing it, he was a miserable failure). Armin opened his mouth to ask if Jean wanted to go over to the little food stand for something to eat, but his words were cut short as a girl sauntered past, tanktop hanging off her shoulder as she shot a saucy look Jean's way. "Nice stuff up there." She hummed before walking on, plopping herself in one of the pool chairs and patting the empty one beside her with a pointed look towards Jean.

Armin had never considered himself a jealous person, but in that moment, he could've sworn that his world flashed red. The blonde's jaw clenched and he turned back towards Jean, a tight smile on his face even with that girl only two steps away from them. Raising a hand, Armin pressed one of his fingers against the other boy's exposed collarbone, where a purple bruise stood out against Jean's fair skin.

"If I would've known we were going to the pool, I would've been more careful." He murmured, because although he was still quite angry in this moment, Armin didn't want to share too much. He wasn't an exhibitionist (or at least, he didn't think he was). He did, however, turn towards the girl and smile slyly before he looked to Jean once more, pressing his lips against the bruised flesh that stretched across the curve of his clavicle. 

"I sort of feel like leaving more right now, though." Armin commented, voice a little tense but the smile still on his lips as he pulled away from Jean, unable to resist sparing a coy glance towards the shocked girl, still alone by the pool.