Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Old Guard (Movie 2020) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani/Nicky | Nicolo di Genova Characters: Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani, Nicky | Nicolo di Genova Additional Tags: soft, Domestic, they're just enjoying each other's company ok, Fluff, Let them have fun Summary:
"And you understand now why they lost their minds and fought the wars and why I've spent my whole life trying to put it into words"
In which Joe and Nicky spend some time on the Amalfi Coast enjoying each other's company and being deeply in love
Dema don’t control us 💛
lockscreens and desktop wallpapers
credit pls
\ \ The summer is a curse and we fall apart \ \
don't steal
OK SO YALL KNOW THAT ONE GIF OF HICCUP AND TOOTHLESS WALKING THROUGH FIRE THAT DREAMWORKS RELEASED
WE HAVEN’T SEEN ANY SHOTS OF TOOTHLESS’ TAIL IN ANY OF THE NEW PROMO PICS
TOOTHLESS’ TAIL IS NOT FIREPROOF AT ALL IN ANY OF THE PREVIOUS MOVIES AND TV SHOWS
HE’S WALKING THROUGH FIRE
FOR LIKE THE DRAMATIC EFFECT
NOT LOGICAL IF YOUR TAIL ISNT FIREPROOF
HICCUP MADE FIREPROOF ARMOUR FOR THE ENTIRE GANG
MAYBE ITS A REACH
BUT WHAT IF HICCUP MADE TOOTHLESS A FIREPROOF TAIL
THAT WOULD BE AMAZING
every time i hear kellin hit that last note in congratulations, a year is added to my life
Awsten Constantine Knight is really living his best life here and reading the bible at emo nite i stan
Dear Science Side of Tumblr,
Why do guys always smell nice. It’s not even deodorant but they just smell nice. Please explain.
From,
A person that just wants some education
And I wish I could be everything you’re needing
don’t steal
that yeah at the end of that something reblog if you agree
doing a reread of this sweet little series - for my seb girlies you’ll love this
Sebastian Vettel x Fem!Reader
Warnings: mentions of absent parents, single parents, hints to postpartum depression, little bit of sadness and vulnerability, liv and milly have their parents wrapped around their fingers, soft dad seb, seb doesn’t boast about his career enough according to reader, reader starts to develop a little crush on mr seb.
Word Count: 2.7k
Author’s Note: literally based off my tags on this and @estevries screaming at me to write it in our DMs lmaoooo, enjoy papa seb <33 // also for the purpose of this, he and queen hanna weren’t together, his daughter is from a different relationship :)
sugar and spice; all things nice masterlist
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Olivia goes running towards the front door, “slow down!” You shout to your daughter, grabbing your own bag from the car before joining her. You let her in, the little girl dropping her bag by the door to sit on the bench and kick off her shoes.
“Liv,” you huffed, noticing her mismatched sneakers. “Do I need to ask why you have two different shoes on?”
Your daughter looked over at you, a mischievous smile on her face. “I do?” She asks, glancing down at her feet. You roll your eyes, not being able to hide the giggle.
“You’re trouble,” you tell her, helping her take off the shoes and give her another pair. “Let’s go,” you nod towards the opened door, watching as she put her slippers on and ran back outside.
Olivia, your daughter, had been asking you for a playdate with her best friend, Amelia. Milly was 6, turning 7 at the end of next week while Liv was 6, yet to turn 7 because her birthday was late in the year; October opposed to Milly’s May birthday. Amelia lived with her grandparents on her father’s side. Her dad worked with cars and traveled for his job from your understanding.
Amelia’s grandmother didn’t go into too many details but you knew he came home for a few days at a time to see her, it’s just that you’ve yet to meet him.
You glanced at your daughter in the rearview mirror as you turned in the other street; they lived 5 minutes away and you knew the route blindfolded. Amelia and Olivia had been attached at the hip since their first day of junior kindergarten.
The curb in front of their house was empty, and a car you’ve never seen before was parked in the driveway. Olivia held your hand as you two walked up to the door, and you let her knock.
Heike, Amelia’s grandmother, was who you were expecting to open the door, not a man who looked like Amelia’s twin; messy blonde curls, bright blue eyes and a smile to match hers.
The man had one hand on the door, leaning on it slightly as he looked at the two of you, smiling at the little girl beside you. “Can I help you?”
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jules she/heryou will be subject to everything i likeoccasional writer twitter: @hustlekilljoy
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