Visit Blog
Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern design and the best experience.
#badass
dilirebas · 15 minutes ago
I saw in one of your older asks that you said Leo never refers to Dilireba as sister? So what does he call her O_O And I’m surprised no one’s commented on that
He always calls her “Re Ba”.
There were a lot of actors in The Long Ballad cast that called her “Re Ba jie” (jie = older sister) and from their interviews you can tell that they do think of her as an older sister type of figure. And Wu Lei tends to refer to older actresses respectfully as “jie”. But Wu Lei describes Dilraba as being like a little girl and Dilraba says that Wu Lei gives her the feeling of a caring older brother.
0 notes
lena-miaou · 56 minutes ago
Photo
Tumblr media
Long time didn’t post on tumblr, hope you like my Goddess of Death uwu
3 notes · View notes
aroconfusion · 2 hours ago
Text
tori is the best, light of my life, apple of my eye, why is she so perfect i-
11 notes · View notes
Text
This
The 100 7x01
Tumblr media
and this scene mockingjay part 2
Tumblr media
are giving SAME VIBES.
these two.
are ready for everything.
Don't tell me when clarke was giving her speech you didnt think of this one.
3 notes · View notes
Text
I look forward to that intense introspection I get whenever I take edibles. It shifts my perspective and it's like I can see myself but from other's POV. Like so I really am a beautiful bitch but with trust issues and mad insecurity. Doesn't stop me from being badass tho. Lmao.
It's like in their eyes. I'm awesome. But selling myself super short bc my confidence is in hell while my belief in self is non existent.
I'm really that bitch but somehow I've managed to convince myself I'm not. Sad. Unlearn that shit babe. You're gorgeous and intelligent. Very perceptive and creative with a keen eye for art.You already know that in your heart. Not you have to let your mind catch up.
Like Flo Milli said
I am healthy, I am wealthy, I am rich, I am that bitch. I am gonna go get that bag and I am not gonna take your shit. I am protected, well respected, I'm a queen, I'm a dream
I do what I wanna do and I'm who I wanna be. Cause I am me
0 notes
minimatzo · 2 hours ago
Photo
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
Back of House
3 notes · View notes
sunnymeetsworld · 6 hours ago
Photo
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
exploring abandoned buildings makes you feel like a badass, I promise 
0 notes
super-potter · 6 hours ago
Text
it’s So Satisfying when there are multiple storylines that eventually cross over and the characters actually tell each other what happened in their separate scenes on-screen
0 notes
birds-have-teeth · 7 hours ago
Text
Why is it that I want to be a boring stinky human in fanfiction, but as soon as I play any fantasy game the human race option is automatically ruled out?
19 notes · View notes
anguishhb · 8 hours ago
Text
whenever someone annoys you, you've got to ask yourself
is he/she really worth the calories I'm gonna waste destroying his/her life?
if they are, you know what to do bitches ;)
7 notes · View notes
wonderlyrics · 8 hours ago
Video
youtube
Boss Bitch- Doja Cat
0 notes
moo-moo-meadows · 9 hours ago
If you want any prompt, mayhaps some big Q hanging out with one of the clingy duo? (their friendship is so underrated it hurts me)
Wishing you a nice day, :D don't forget to hydrate!
ahh yes! god, c!quackity and i have such a love-hate relationship. love the dude. think he’s doing so great. but i am SO terrible at writing for him. imma try my best tho :> the prompt kind of veered so far off from your request, so i’m v v sorry about that, but still i had kind of fun writing it so. if you want. if it didn’t suit ur tastes (ik its v diff lol) u coudl request again and i can try something fluffier lol
; contains references to quackity’s prison visits and possibly its aftereffects, as well as that of dream’s affect on tommy. trauma after torture/death.
send me prompts pls
“tubbo,” tommy’s voice quivered. it always seemed to do that when it came to dream and matters pertaining him, and tommy fucking hated it. hated how much the man in front of him still affected him. he wished his arms weren’t shaking right now, wished his hand wasn’t sweating where he was holding the axe of peace, so tight as though he was afraid he might drop it. the weight of it had always been something comforting, grounding. now it feels as though he were holding the weight of it and the entire world alongside it. he took a deep, shaky breath. “tubbo, get-get behind me.” still, he needs to shoulder it some more. just a bit more. when he kills him, then he can put it all down to rest. but until then, he can’t waste a second overthinking or getting lost in his own head. not against this monster in front of him. 
he hears tubbo’s feet shuffle against the dirt behind him and feels his hand as it reaches for his and squeezes it. usually it would bring him comfort. the mutual understanding that if anything were to happen, they can both take off running, and neither would let go of the other even if it kills them. tommy’s afraid that he might have to break that promise this time.
“no, tommy.” a familiar voice behind him catches his attention, and he whirs around just as he hears tubbo gasp.
“big q!” despite only being in diamond armour, the man confidently strides up and places himself between them and dream, armed with nothing more than a smirk and a worn netherite axe strung casually over his shoulder. 
“what are you doing here?” the words fall from tommy’s mouth before he could even think, so overcome with relief that, for a second, he allowed himself to forget of dream’s presence until he speaks, one single word:
“quackity,” tommy recognizes, instantly, his tone. it’s the same one he had just now, the kind where you’re trying desperately to sound unbothered despite the obvious underlying fear within it. tubbo seems to, as well, if his hand tightening around tommy’s were any indication.
“dream. how’ve you been?” quackity responded, almost sneering. his back was turned towards the duo, body purposefully angled to shield the two’s view of dream. should they have been able to see them, though, the disparaging and vicious smile twisted across quackity’s face in contrast to dream’s numb shock, they’re not sure what they would have thought. 
“you know–” dream hisses, but he’s cut off by quackity.
“yeah, yeah. listen. i’ve got two canon lives left. enough for both of these two, since they’re the ones you’re after. but i don’t think betting those is necessary, now, is it? what do you say, dream? do we need to do this the hard way again?”
7 notes · View notes
blackmagicforever · 9 hours ago
Text
has this been done yet ???
i mean, i do know that there are some reaaally good Singer! Marinette fics out there.
(*cough* NeTi fic *cough*) (*cough* Shout Out To My Ex fic *cough*) (*cough* Shameless fic *cough*)
but.
did someone finally used Mr. Perfectly Fine as an adrien, or félix, or -heck- maybe even damian !!!
[mr. perfectly fine is a song by taylor swift, btw. shoo haters. she’s absolute queen shit, i don’t take criticism about taylor]
because listen, marinette goes through men same as taylor did, what can i say.
she’s queen, and all she does is queen shit.
so, if no one is going to use Mr. Perfectly Fine, (and you can !!! i won’t say no, i’d probably be there hyping you up !!!), i’m probs going to write it myself.
okay so maybe i already picked a name for the fic and it’s going to be a musical style fic with marinette going on world tour and stuff and tbh the reputation album in it’s glory is basically post lila’s lies in a dystopian world where people took lila’s lies as truth.
like, “Call It What You Want” ???? (i just realized that justcourtee (did i write it right???) wrote a song fic of this song, but not in the sense of a singing fic so...)
My castle crumbled overnight I brought a knife to a gunfight They took the crown, but it's alright All the liars are calling me one Nobody's heard from me for months I'm doing better than I ever was, 'cause
like, hello ???
or OR 
“Delicate”
This ain't for the best My reputation's never been worse, so You must like me for me
We can't make any promises Now can we, babe? But you can make me a drink
but that’s post lila’s lies
“King of My Heart”
Is the end of all the endings? My broken bones are mending With all these nights we're spending Up on the roof with a school girl crush Drinking beer out of plastic cups Say you fancy me, not fancy stuff Baby, all at once, this is enough
because fucking adrien WOULD date mari, don’t say no. but like, adrien and marinette, no matter how well they click don’t really seems to be the it couple for me. like, as they are now. maybe when they mature (jesus they’re, what, 14 to 15? at that age i was a mess)
and, y’kno.
just. singer! marinette guys.
edit: i,,, have three final exams to study for but, here we have ! fic: marinette’s world tour , check the tag for it as well.
5 notes · View notes