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[mdaminurislam]

Hello... This Is Aminur Islam, I am a highly skilled digital marketing and SEO expert with 5 years of experience in the industry. I have a deep understanding of the latest marketing trends and techniques, and I use this knowledge to help my clients achieve their goals and grow their online presence.

My unquenchable love for organic acquisition, branding, promoting, campaign, operation, conversation, and audience retention all tremendous ability to retain and zeal to create brand value has prepared me as a successful digital marketer.

My skillset includes the following: social media management, knowledge of SEO implementation, proficiency in graphic design, familiarity with HTML and CSS, website management, and experience in executing digital marketing campaigns for brands. My biggest online presence was on Facebook, Instagram, LinkedIn, and Twitter. My marketing strategies were always designed to entice the client's target audience.

Lastly, I was working as a Search Engine Optimization Expert at Getweb Limited, and last month leave from here. Where I was working with full-stack SEO, Google Ads, and Social Media Advertising for hunting clients. I would like to apply proven my skills, which I hope to leverage into the specific role at your company.

As a Digital Marketer, I always love to meet new people, love to create new relationships. Without hesitation feel free to have chitchat drop me ✉️mail here: aaminur.bd@gmail.com 📞Voice: +880194501159

[symbiiotic]

∗ 𝟽𝟿﹕ 𝑆𝐸𝑁𝐷𝐸𝑅  𝐶𝑅𝐸𝐸𝑃𝑆  𝑈𝑃  𝐵𝐸𝐻𝐼𝑁𝐷  𝑅𝐸𝐶𝐸𝐼𝑉𝐸𝑅  𝑇𝑂  𝑆𝐶𝐴𝑅𝐸  𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑀 / 𝐿𝑀𝐴𝑂     /       @getwebbed​​

𝐈𝐓’𝐒  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐘  𝐓𝐎  𝐒𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐊  𝐔𝐏  𝐎𝐍  𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐌,  𝐀𝐓  𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓.  Their  senses  aren’t  on  the  level  of  Peter’s,  true,  but  they’ve  got  some  keen  near-supernatural  awareness  of  their  surroundings.  A  predator’s  awareness,  to  be  certain  ——  they  can  hear  and  feel  at  levels  that  Eddie  isn’t  even  aware  of.  The  word  hums  with  movement,  with  activity,  with  subtle  sounds  and  wavelengths  that  go  far  under  and  over  human  hearing.  

But  ——  despite  all  this,  Peter’s  sneaky.  And  quiet.  And  the  both  of  them  are  kinda  distracted,  honestly,  because,  well  ——

It’s  a  slow  night,  and  there’s  not  much  going  on;  that  means  a  lot  of  walking  the  streets,  getting  some  air,  letting  Venom  stretch  their  legs  here  and  there  and  otherwise  just  getting  in  a  lot  of  banter.  “  Dude,  no.  No.  We’ve  had  Taco  Bell  four  times  in  the  last  week.  I’m  sick  of  it,  okay?  Jesus  christ,  I’m  not  a  dumpster,  man,  I  need  actual  food  ——  ”

Venom’s  almost  sulking.  [  𝙱𝚄𝚃  𝚆𝙴  𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴  𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼!  ]

“  Yeah,  man,  like  once  a  week.  Maybe.  No.  No,  I’m  choosing  dinner,  and  you’re  ——  ”

He’s  not  allowed  to  finish;  his  other  slams  on  the  brakes,  an  alert  flaring  through  both  their  skulls  ——  and  it’s  a  second  too  late,  because  Peter’s  fuckin’  right  there.  “  Holy  shit,  ”  he  blurts,  whipping  around.  “  Where’d  you  come  from?  ”

[shieldworn]

RECEIVED ☆ SECURE COMMS

"are you sure?" / @getwebbed​

THE QUESTION EARNS A BIT OF A SMILE, and the soldier doesn’t really break stride. 

“ Sure isn’t something we get to be in this line of work very often. ” And yet? He seems, if nothing else? Confident, so there’s something. “ Nice when it happens. But sometimes you just gotta go with your gut. ” A sidelong glance is tossed over, brief but considering. “ Look, kid. I’ve seen your work. You’re good. But sometimes being good isn’t all about just what you can do. It’s how you can work with a team. ”

And so: he cracks a thin smile, and it’s earnest enough. “ I wouldn’t be offering this to you if I didn’t think you could hold your own out there. So yeah. Yeah, I’m sure. We need someone out there who knows those streets like the back of their hand. ”

[worldwarvet-archive]

@getwebbed replied to your post: anyway with all this talk of money i’d like to say...

peter vc: help me

bucky vc: i only give financial aid to spouses sorry gotta marry me first. but i can show you how to balance finances

[spiderauntie-blog]

@getwebbed​ gets a surprise thing

“ Okay. Couple of ground rules, mister. Tony Stark may be calling the shots out there, but you walk through that door, you’re still home. You still do your chores, you still do your homework. I don’t wanna get any phone calls from school telling me your grades are dropping, got it? You do that, and I’ll write you whatever notes you need when you’ve been too busy keeping the neighborhood safe. Just.... keep me in the loop. Deal? ”

[thawedpatriot]

@getwebbed / come so far - hairspray

“what’s gone is gone, the past is the past.”

[lumenari-moved]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀                  ALITA: BATTLE ANGEL   →   @getwebbed ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

❛ Let’s look at the bright side. ❜

   Mismatched eyes looked at the boy in spandex, going from the tips of his toes to the top off head, before fully turning around to face him. There was a look in her eye that should have told just about anyone with their own set of eyes that there was NO BRIGHT SIDE for someone like her. Things like her, they could only be plunged in darkness; hidden in places where no one could see them.

   There was an air of enthusiasm and almost CHILD-LIKE HOPE to the boy. Something she admired, idly, in the back of her head. They were things long dead within her. Hope had brought THE MORNINGSTAR nothing but misery.

      “While I appreciate your enthusiasm with my conundrum,” she started, “should you even be talking to little old me?”

   While Lucifer had a shaky relationship with most of THE AVENGERS, Tony Stark had made it very clear to her to not talk to SPIDER-MAN. She didn’t care, to be quite honest. There was little Stark could do to stop her, even with all of his tricks and technology. But Stark had nothing to fear. It wasn’t like much of her influence would ruffle a hair on this kid’s head. She had met his type before. Too good for their own good.

      “Has MISTER STARK not filled your head with scary stories about me?”

[timelessoldier]

presses a kiss to his cheek. "happy st. patrick's day, pops."

KISS STEVE, HE’S IRISH !! 🍀 ( selectively accepting )

The gesture is unexpected, but appreciated. Steve is more than a little touched that Peter doesn’t only remember the holiday, but makes it a point to show his father that he does through a mixture of tradition and affection.

------------ Not to mention Steve will forever prefer to see him do this, rather than have him drown the shamrock. No matter how old Pete is. He puts an arm around his son’s shoulders, smiling fondly. “ Thanks, kid. ” A pause. “ Answer’s still no. ”

[riseflame]

sticky spidey boi

drop a muse’s name ! — accepting!@getwebbed

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗

[illlusioner]

" you suck. "

        Under his helmet, his eyes are squinting. Of all insults Mysterio has received from the wall-crawler, this one – for whatever reason – hit him differently. Perhaps it was the insult’s sheer lack of creativity that got under his skin, but the villain finds himself placing his hands on his hips, voice raising in order to retort an almost-frantic,        ❛    No .. you suck !    ❜

[bornsoldier-arc]

                    he hadn’t been expecting company, one of many reasons why he’d lifted the shield resting heavily to the side of his quaint couch, just out of sight when he’d cautiously approached the door, peering through the little peep hole to identify the VISITOR. he’s a bit more than surprised to say the very least, breathing a sigh of relief and unlatching the few different locks only to reveal the youngest avenger, now stood at his doorstep with a bookbag in hand and several other belongings. “ ah... you alright, parker? ” a quick scan to either end of the hall has him feeling secure enough to drop the shield against the wall this time, beside shoes parked just to the side of that entryway. “ why do i get the feeling you just got booted to the street, kid? ”

@getwebbed liked for a starter !!

[worldwarvet-archive]

@getwebbed said: 📂

useless headcanons || accepting

he drinks his coffee super sweet. like, coffee is just an excuse to drink creamer kind of sweet coffee. and absolutely has a collection of various flavors of coffee creamer--minimum of 10 in his fridge at any given time. it’s what fridge doors are for, right? every time he finds a new flavor, he buys it to try it, even if it doesn’t sound good. his favorite is peppermint, and since it’s seasonal, he knows to buy in bulk whenever it’s in stock. definitely gets a little sad when he runs out. 

[cptsrogers-archive]

@getwebbed said: ❝ does anyone else feel the verge to vomit? ❞

dragon age starters || accepting

Steve used to get like that. After big battles, especially when many people had died--the early days of the war especially--he’d had a nervous stomach. He’d find someplace quiet to puke, taking the time to steady himself before going back amongst the men and generals, where he was needed. It’d been years since he’d needed to do that, but he still felt a bit queasy after the close calls sometimes.

“If you’re going to throw up, the quinjet’s got brown bags under the seats now. Also, a quiet corner in the back.” Steve’s thumb hitched over his shoulder, not taking his eyes away from the front of the plane. “I know this can all be pretty rough, but it’s best to feel the nerves and then let them go.”

[notacircusmonkey]

                     “ Peter? ”  he knocked on the door, waiting for any sign as he leaned against the doorframe. “ You’ve been in there for an awful long time, son. --- Food’s here. ”

        Steve had been keeping an eye on Peter after the recent events, and he knew better than to think that it didn’t take a toll on the boy. No matter how much he tried to hide it, it was painfully obvious to Steve that he was struggling. Now with the excuse of calling him in for lunch, Steve had volunteered to be the one to check up on the kid. A naive part of him hoped that his worries were for naught and that Peter had forgotten about time as he played around with his hair in front of the mirror like you might expect a fifteen year-old to do.

@getwebbed ;; plotted starter

[thawedpatriot]

“Let me help you.”

“–’m fine, don’t worry about it.”

arm moves to flap in peter’s direction, waving him off as he stumbles. he’s walked out of fights worse than this before, come out of some looking worse then this before. a split lip and a couple of bruises are nothing, certainly nothing he needs to be leaning on someone else for. pride simply won’t allow it!

a yearning to be respected, to not be required to constantly push himself and prove himself, burns strong in his chest. he has a need to compensate for all his shortcomings, make up for physical limitations with spirit. he hasn’t known parker for very long, but he senses that the kid has a similar spirit to him, that he’d understand to a degree. but that doesn’t mean he’s willing to accept his help, doesn’t need it.

[timelessoldier]

👀 + "when will you let me have a drink with you?"

Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty

“ What’s today? Monday? So that’s, yeah, couple of years from now. Sorry, buddy. ”