#17.09.2023

[hosgeldinhuzun]

Gel susalım beraberce

[dailyfelid]

17/09/23

[saklinotlarim]

[lhistoireduneetoile]

J'ai le coeur brisé pour Damon Salvatore...

[icindekiinsan]

Oysa nasıl heveslenmiştim... çok üzüldüm ama vardır bir hikmeti. Bir hayal olmadı diye hayal kurmaktan vazgeçecek değiliz. Veya şartlar istediğimiz gibi değilse küsüp gidecek de değiliz. Elhamdülillah inançlı insanlarız. Her ne vaziyette olursak olalım o hâli lehimize çevireceğiz. Ya da en azından bu gayrette olacağız. Yakışan budur ❤️

[bekindtoyou4007]

Back to work tomorrow! Going to try to go to gym before paperwork starts again. Got everything off my to do list today. Need to try to schedule in pelvic Floor health stuff. I want to start on some form of perma hair removal too, unfortunately we also need to start saving again now we're home from a holiday. Saver mode is activated again, need to save in the run up to Xmas, which is still 5 months away thank god so plenty of time to arrange things. I had a weird spurt of anxiety when I was abroad, not 100% sure what it was about. It started the day of travel about things going wrong, probably because I have had some intense experiences before travelling - as it was, nothing went 'wrong', there was me and H being a bit forgetful about how long the last leg of the journey would be on the end of the arrival because ŵe didn't map out our thought process extensively in writing at the time but we were trying to avoid lots of late connecting flights which would be slower and more expensive than driving... but my mind completely blanked and I thought I had made an enormous error and had read maps and website details wrong. I felt like I just became trapped in this horrible room of horrors in my mind and couldn't walk back out again, I just kept thinking I had made an insurmountable error and I was a completely incapable person who should never be allowed to book anything or plan anything etc. I don't can sometimes come down so hard on myself for mistakes or perceived mistakes but this was next level. It was a big shock to me at the time and still now 1 week later that I could have such an intense reaction. After some initial babbling I basically shut down and went mute for like 2 hours. I was wracked with anxiety the next few days about all sorts of things. H being out of my sight line on the beach. Swimming in deep water, deeper than we usually did. The water being foreign to me so fearing marine life (and indeed I did actually get stung at one point but wasn't a big deal). I had a strong sense something terrible would happen. It was so bad I had to use beta blockers just to break the mounting panic cycle. That and the longer we were there, the more I was able to settle in to things. I had a bad time sleeping because of the poor quality of the accommodation, I would wake up every night from vivid and often disturbing dreams horribly hot and in need of cooling down. The AC provision in such a hot country was bad. I think the lack of quality sleep plus drinking (although only 2x beer a night max) couldn't have helped. I wonder if just being disrupted from my routine also didn't help. I do like my routines and patterns.

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[redbluenight]

Horikoshi's twitter sketch 17.09.2023 [x]

[baosam1399]

Những trích dẫn hay của Phòng Kỳ (房期KiKi)

〔Bài dịch số 1081〕 ngày 17.09.2023 :

1/ Một cô gái tại sao lại cứ phải bạt mạng như vậy? Tại vì cuộc sống sẽ không vì bạn là "cô gái" mà thủ hạ lưu tình!

2/ Chúng ta sống tới cuối đời không phải là vì muốn làm hài lòng tất cả mọi người, mà chỉ vì muốn tìm thấy một-vài-người có thể có cùng tần số với bản thân.

3/ Yêu là khi anh hướng về phía em, tất cả vì sao tinh tú đều xuyên qua trái tim em, mà em thì cược rằng khẩu súng trong tay anh không hề có đạn.

4/ Tuổi trẻ dễ hoảng loạn lại dễ rối loạn, sau đó chúng ta bị ly tán mỗi người một nơi. Rất nhiều người đều không kịp nói với nhau câu tạm biệt, nhưng điều khiến ta trở tay không kịp nhất là, khi chúng ta vẫn chưa nhận được thanh gươm thích hợp với bản thâ thì dã phải trở thành "người trong giang hồ" rồi.

5/ Người ta nói vạn vật ắt có số mệnh, Tôi nói số mệnh của mình không do trời định!

6/ Làm một việc mà bạn chưa từng làm, mua một thứ đồ bạn thích nhất, động lòng với mỗi một người đi lướt qua đời ta.. Thế giới này, hãy dùng chính tâm hồn ta để cảm nhận, đừng chỉ "nghe nói"!

7/ Sao trời và biển rộng cần vé vào cổng, thơ ca và du lịch cũng cần rất nhiều tiền . Đừng vì dã tâm của bản thân mà cảm thấy có lỗi, sẽ có một ngày tôi không cần phải đuổi theo ánh sáng, vì ánh sáng tôi cần chính là vì tôi mà tới.

8/ “Ngọn Gió của tuổi 15, 16 ấy lướt qua rất nhiều ngọn đồi cao. Ngọn gió ấy lướt tới hôm nay; bạn vẫn đang dừng ở độ tuổi đẹp nhất của đời người, đây chính là món quà tốt nhất mà Thượng Đế đã ban tặng cho chúng ta”

- (Hoài Vũ Vũ/baosam1399 dịch)

[blueprint-9376]

17.09.2023 [🤭]

🌻: 행복한 생각 긍정적인 생각..

[sennaverstappen]

ROUND 16/23 ⸺ singapore grand prix ✩ 17.09.2023

maple's rating: ★★★ (6.9/10)

☁︎ click read more facts, highlights & experiences ☁︎

✩ facts

this was only carlos' second win ever!

this is mclarens first podium in singapore since 2012

red bull fails to win for a second time in 26 grand prix's

liam lawson point!! liam lawson point!!

✩ raceweek highlights

lizards on da track

lance fucking EXPLODING in quali 😭😭😭😭

max and checo sucking in qualifying

MAX OUT OF Q2 BY ROOKIE LIAM LAWSON 😁😭💔

LIAM LAWSON IN Q3

max lifting his shirt after sucking ass in qualifying 😘

the absolute worst luck in the world strategy wise for red bull (rip win streak)

george fucking it into the wall in the final lap

kind of a lestappen fight in the final lap (not really but let me dream)

cute carlando moment 🥰🙏

the first (spoiler: only) non-red bull grand prix win of 2023

✩ maple's diary

[nonnieapple]

⛈☂ Siren Song☂⛈

 • (Marshall Lee x reader)  • r a t i n g: t e e n & u p • 1 2 7 1  w o r d s  • p o s t e d 17.09.2023      🌧 navigation  • s u m m a r y: you hear a voice singing while out exploring the woods. you go to investigate and find someone unexpected.

You huffed as you jumped down from a concrete block covered with vines, your hands meeting the dirt. It looked like it was about to rain, and the sun was on its way to set, its rays muffled by thick storm clouds. 

  You straightened out of your crouch nimbly. You fixed your comfortable adventure clothes. 

  You inhaled and relished as your lungs filled with oxygen-rich forest air. Birds chirped, crickets rehearsed their symphonies, a small orchestra hid by foliage, and the breeze caressed your skin gently. 

  It was a beautiful evening, and you walked through the clearing calmly. 

  A sound caught your attention. No, it wasn't a bird. It wasn't a bug. Neither was it a party or an animal. The sound was more like a voice. You quirked your brow as you squinted. 

  You tried to follow the sound, wandering through the forest. 

  Your hands met with the bark of ancient trees as you sighed. No dice. But you were curious, you wanted to know who it was that was singing so pleasantly. For a few moments, you continued to wander, and after what seemed like too long, the voice came closer. It felt like you just needed one more turn and you'd meet the singer.

  If that was a forest siren singing, they had you in their grasp, and you'd be siren food. 

  The breeze rustled your hair as you stopped at a small clearing with warm, dim fairy lights hanging on trees. Your breath hitched and your eyes sparkled with wonder. It didn't seem like the lair of a vicious beast. More like the lair of a hipster or something. 

  You walked out from the trees. 

  "Hello?" You asked an empty clearing. 

  "Hey," A smooth baritone said as a person with a guitar appeared, floating mid-air ahead of you. You stepped back. 

  "Woah!" You gasped as you took in his form. He had midnight black hair, strange, unnatural eyes, desaturated light teal skin, and... long, sharp fangs sticking out from his smirking lips. A vampire. With a sick guitar that looked like an axe. It was a bright crimson. He strummed it leisurely. 

  "What do you want?" He asked with an exasperated sigh, tilting his head, his eyes half-lidded. He addressed you as though you were an annoying door-to-door salesman. You crossed your arms awkwardly and studied his guitar, and his long, clawed fingers. The sleeves of his wine flannel were hitched up over long inhuman forearms. 

  "I heard you singing and decided to check it out. Thought you were a siren," You laughed lightly as you shrugged. He raised a brow. 

  "Your voice is nice," You complimented quietly. His gaze softened and he floated lower. His black bangs fell over his face. 

  "Thanks," He said humbly, a slight pink tinge to his face. "Have I seen you before?" He pointed at you, his other hand holding the neck of his instrument. 

  You hummed. 

  "Could be. I've seen you around, though. Marshall, right?" You pursed your lips. The breeze blew gently, carrying the scent of the vampire's vague cologne. 

  "Yeah, Marshall Lee," He floated so that it looked like he was laying down, his pointed ears poking out, and he played a few chords. "I think I've seen you at Fionna's parties." 

  You nodded, kicking the glass under your feet. 

  "Yeah, I just go to stand around all awkward. But it's fun seeing people have fun, I guess?" You raised your hands. 

  "You're human, right?" He studied your ears. His tone had a mocking aftertaste. More clouds rolled in as the sun set nearly fully, shrouding the cool forest in shadow, but the fairy lights lit the clearing up pretty nicely. 

  "Yeah, and I take it you're a vampire." You sat down on a piece of an abandoned fridge, hands on your knees. 

  "Vampire King," He smirked as he floated near your face and then swerved back and up, crossing his legs leisurely. You leaned forward, your face heating up a bit. The guy was mad charming. A mad charming “bad boy”, which spelled trouble for you and your friends whose ears you'd talk off about him later. If what you had heard about him was true, he was one. The most egregious "incident" was the time he dyed everything Gumball owned green. Even Gumball himself. Famously, Gumball hates green.

  Marshall was then banned from the Candy Kingdom. He was banned from many places. Even Cracker Barrel. You'd also heard he was a classic rockstar, and you know what that means. Drink, smoke, snort ring a bell? 

  "Fancy title for such a punk." You raised your brow with a challenge. 

  "I'm a multifaceted individual. Maybe you'd know that if you were one too." His expression feigned solemnity. The upturned corners of his black lips and tone gave away his teasing. His ears lowered. 

  "Psh, you've just met me, essentially, and you're in the globdamn woods, who cares what you've got to say?" You smiled, putting your hands on your hips. 

  His nose crinkled, and black-sclera eyes with vertical pupils bored into you. He held a serious silence. Now this act was believably pissed. So believable you were getting worried, and your expression turned to badly concealed fear. 

  He burst out in a mischievous giggle,  throwing his head back. 

  "Good one." He smiled with a slight darkness. Man, was he one confusing sexuality-defying vamp. 

  Droplets of rain dropped on the trees above you. His ears tilted up to the sound, and for a split second, he looked like a confused cat. 

  "It's gonna rain soon. And by soon I mean two minutes ago." You frowned as cool air hit your skin, freezing you to your core. 

  Marshall huffed through pointy teeth.  His pierced ears drooped in annoyance. 

 "I'd love to see you soaked and all, but I can't get my guitar wet. Wanna go somewhere else, cream puff?" 

  "That's the first good idea you've had as of recently," You muttered. You blinked. "W- cream puff? Soaked?" You stuttered, your voice losing every shred of confidence. 

  "That is what I said. Well done!" He gave you a thumbs up. Your mouth opened a little, your expression as if you were about to sneeze. 

  "You gonna keep calling me that?" 

  The grass rustled, taps echoing off the foliage. 

  "What do you think?" 

  You sighed. 

  A drop of rain hit your arm. 

  "I think we should hurry."

  Marshall adjusted his guitar, floating to you and poking your back. You flinched. Son of a witch...

  "I like what you're saying. Rare occurrence, isn't it?" He bit his lip and gave you a side eye as you walked- floated- through the forest, leaves shielding you from rain. 

  "I wish I could punch you." You shook your head. 

  "Why don't you?" He coaxed, dodging raindrops. 

  "Your face is the only good thing about you." You shrugged. 

  "Aww, what about my sick guitar skills?" He played a chunk of a solo full of hammer-ons and gob knows what. You sure as hell weren't looking at his guitar at that moment. 

  "Hm. They're good, I'm just kidding."

  You stepped over a turtle. The rain was beating down substantially. It hit the leaves loudly. Taps could be heard all over. It felt peaceful. 

  "I don't know if I'm kidding. But I'm not kidding when I say you're the hottest person I've ever met in a forest," He purred, raising his brows suggestively. Awful. Criminal. Jail.

  And after that, you felt a little less peaceful. You crossed your arms as you shot him a sharp look. 

  "Are you always like this?"

  He smiled, flashing his sharp teeth. 

  "You bet."

[marcelskittels]

via ESPNciclismo twitter | 17.09.2023

[killa-trav]

Second placed Lando Norris of Great Britain and McLaren celebrates on the podium during the F1 Grand Prix of Singapore at Marina Bay Street Circuit; Singapore, Singapore; 17.09.2023

📸; DAN ISTITENE

[nattaphum]

Mileapo x Daily News 💞 [release date: 17.09.2023]