#Carry On England

[hira492]

Something I made for my Environment Design Class✨🧡

I designed Mummers House from Rainbow Rowell's book, Carry On!

In the book, Simon says that Watford was built around the 1500s so, according to that date and the fact that it's UK, the architecture I used is Tudor Architecture! It was really fun investigating about it and applying that to what is told to us about the building on the book!

I went for a more bricks and stone look of the Tudor style than with a wood and sharp black lines look because of what's described in the book by Simon!

I took extra time designing the turret Simon and Baz have their room in and figuring out how to fit it into the style while maintaining the overall silhouette!

[larrylimericks]

30Jun24

Cos the footy match wasn't on view, One festival set made the news: A telly on trolley (Rocks carried by Oli) — Hail the new God of Glasto: our Lou!

[chalkscrub]

got the timings wrong and didn't manage to finish or submit this flygon in time for the pokemon card illustration contest - SAD!! oh well there's other entries

[elysiumcalled]

fringe sneak peek

[travelling-my-little-pony]

Rainbow Dash has found cake. And a gnome.

In Okehampton, in Devon, England.

[tinylittletwig]

Oh, Faroe,,,

[angeljude]

Jude finally getting that bicycle kick he’s been dying for 🤣

[hailkingcheeto]

Normally I don't watch a Christmas movie in July, but we had the idea that it might help us feel cooler in this hot weather (it did!) And this excellent film was even better the second time around. Incredible acting all around, great script and character development, such immersive cinematography and the usual fantastic direction by Alexander Payne.

[6ebe]

itv commentators talking abt Jude “dropping off” for several minutes and not a single mention of him carrying an injury. Classic.

[random-brain-dumps]

POV: You're scrolling through tumblr in 2014 when everyone was obsessed with British pop culture

I have memories of people (especially North Americans) being obsessed with British culture (by British culture I mean English pop culture - nobody cared about the rest of the UK)

I remember seeing pictures of English celebrities and YouTubers, people wanting to move to London, TV shows, BBC, liking the accents, etc.

And of course the Keep Calm and Carry On war posters

There's nothing wrong with liking British culture, of course (I myself like to learn about it and consume the media), but I think it's funny how much people idealized the UK ten years ago and now people are making fun of it all

I feel like people will always idealize a country or culture that isn't their own, like how now people are idealizing Korean pop culture (not hating on Korean culture at all, just an observation)

Anyway, I had this in my head and wanted to share 😃

[thesargasmicgoddess]

Things I learned in England today....🇬🇧

-That my Tumi backpack of 6+ years actually has a space specifically for holding umbrellas! 😂

Prior to this trip, I have never really needed to carry around an umbrella --so I always just thought it was an extra design space 😂😂

I'm a dork! 🤦🏻‍♀️😂😂

#CaliGirlProbs 😂

[stokesy55]

A rare Stoottler! 🥰

[vegaseatsass]

Just rewatched DFF ep 9 and I really do think this show is so beautifully meticulously artistically written, with themes and layers and so much thoughtful care. I trust wherever it leads, even if it doesn't lead to the places I want most in my heart (PerthNon vs. PheeTan revenge teams at crosshairs, culminating in a heartfelt brotherly reunion, lol if playfully grudging at how much they fucked up each other's plans despite having the same goals, and a Non who has moved on with someone who has life experiences similar enough to his to actually understand him, listen to him, and trust him. But most importantly A HEARTFELT BROTHERLY REUNION). It's just always fun to watch a show where you can expect to be surprised, you can expect to be angry at the characters, you can expect to not get what you want, and you can still expect to appreciate the writing and enjoy the experience. Love to let the story seduce me you see

[hendolish]

Hii! 💓 If you keep taking ficlet requests do you mind writing Madders/Chilly with a bit of hurt/comfort? If it’s too vague I’ll be more specific, but I adore your writing I’m sure I’d love anything you do! Thank you <33

james maddison/ben chilwell | hurt/comfort ♡

“You letting me in or what?”

Madders asks as Ben hovers in the doorway for a fraction of a second too long, eventually moving aside to allow the other to slip past him into his room.

“Well,” Ben just says as he watches Madders make himself right at home by starfishing on the center of his bed, “Rivals and that now, aren’t we?”

Madders rolls his eyes at him before sitting himself up again. Ben finally shuts the door to join him, perching on the edge where the other man is still taking up all the room.

“We’ve been rivals for a while, mate.”

Madders reminds him as if he’d maybe forgotten, his mouth hooked in the semi-permanent grin that’s always on his face.

“You’re in London now,” Ben shrugs as he leans back on his hands, “S’different.”

That just earns him another eye roll.

“Whatever. Just because you’re captain now doesn’t mean you have to sit on your high horse.”

Ben frowns, but the glimmer in Madders’ eye tells him he’s definitely teasing. Sometimes it’s hard for Ben to tell, now that they don’t see each other so much anymore.

“Sounds like you’re jealous.”

He quips back easily, his tongue catching between his teeth as he teases and watches Madders protest to the contrary.

“What d’you want anyway?”

Ben asks once their back-and-forth bickering slows down; he’s pretty sure they drove their teammates round the bend with it when they were at Leicester together.

“What d’ya think?”

Madders counters, eyes watching him carefully from where they’re now perched side by side, and Ben doesn’t honestly know.

It can go either way with them; sometimes they go on acting like nothing has ever happened between them whilst at SGP, and sometimes Madders will want to spend hours on end in his room with him, nights included.

Ben doesn’t really know why they go on pretending sometimes. He’s pretty sure that at least most of the regular lads know what goes on between them. A culmination of years of hotel rooms shared and opportune empty locker rooms.

“You wanna stay?”

He asks simply instead, watching as Madders nods, wondering if he’ll see a hint of relief there, but if it’s there it’s quickly washed over by his visible excitement, “Yeah.”

“Okay.”

Ben says, too busy thinking about the logistics of getting Madders’ cases to his room to adequately prepare himself for the other immediately springing on him to bring their mouths together.

It’s welcome, of course, just unexpected, and causes Ben to jerk backwards a little as Madders’ cheeky grin makes a reappearance before he’s tugging Ben back towards him and reconnecting their lips.

Madders tastes like the free coffee at SGP, which is good enough for Ben because he’d just woken up from a nap when the other had knocked and he could honestly do with some waking up.

Surging forward, Madders soon manages to swing a leg over where Ben is still sitting on the edge of the bed, straddling his thighs as he brings their bodies closer and deepens the kiss that Ben can’t seem to stop himself humming appreciatively into.

He lets himself go easily when Madders urges him to move up the bed, yet maybe does so with too much enthusiasm as he manages to hit his head on the wall in the process.

“Fuck.”

Ben half-curses and half-laughs out as he clutches the back of his head, more surprised than actually hurt. Still, it’s nice to have Madders staring down at him, concerned.

“Shit. You okay?”

And Ben really is because the walls are nothing but plasterboard, but because he’s enjoying this so much, instead he just hums noncommittally and rubs at the back of his head some more.

Madders still looks concerned when he finds his gaze again (perfect), and soon he’s reaching a hand to join Ben’s, testing the spot lightly as Ben pretends to wince a little.

“Sore?” He checks, and Ben nods his most pathetic nod, “I’m sorry.”

Madders looks so concerned that Ben almost starts to feel bad, but then he kisses him again, and it’s so different from all of the times before.

This is soft. An apology almost, but not.

It’s long, drawn out, and warmth-inducing, leaving sweetness on Ben’s lips as they tingle with ghost of the other’s as they retreat. Leaving their own whispers and promised secrets behind with him.

“Did that help?”

Madders asks, and Ben has to stifle a laugh at how serious he sounds about it but nods up at him all the same, trying not to think too much about how their legs are tangled together in the very best way.

“Much better.” He confirms.

♡

[ginerva-mollyweasley]

i wanna know this story…

[trentskis]

also every ireland "fan" who booed the players/team is a rat and a loser. never ever ever been the spirit of ireland fans and it's not going to become it u miserable weirdos