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I just can't with this! You make me cry! I miss Freddie so much and this imagine make me feel so next from he. Absolutely thank you for this! ❤
Dear Freddie
5 September 1946 - 24 November 1991.
In memory of Freddie Mercury, I wrote this imagine. It’s not your traditional sort of imagine, nor is it a Freddie x reader sort of thing. Rather, it’s everything I’ve always wanted to say to Freddie in an interaction with him if I could travel back in time to.
Freddie is one of the best things to ever happen to me and I felt as though I needed this to celebrate it. It was rather cathartic to write and I do hope you enjoy. I’m sorry if he’s a little out of character in this but he’s truly his own and this is my version of him.
Word Count: 5.4k. Warnings: None. But I miss Freddie and this may make you miss him too.
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“You’re not funny.”
In the middle of her flat in present-day London, you roll your eyes at your best friend. She had called you to schedule a dinner on November 24th and explained that you had to dress nice because she was going to announce something important to you.
You secretly scowled at the thought of having to celebrate something else on a day that was Freddie’s, but she is your best friend and so you complied with her wishes as the night seemed to matter to her.
What you didn’t expect, however, was the audacity of her announcement. She leaned over in a low voice, almost as if she didn’t want anyone to hear even though no one else was in the room.
“I can time travel.” She said, which brought you to where you are now in claiming she was not amusing.
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I just can't stop listening and watching Queen!!
I'm want so much see Bohemian Rhapsody, but my city haven't a cinema. 😭😭
This is the thing more precious that I have read!! The flashbacks with Freddie was so cute and soft, that warmed my heart. I cried! You just make me cry with this amazing history! Please, continue writing like this. It's perfect!!
All Because Roger Wanted Cupcakes!
A/N: Hello! This was not requested. I just felt the need to write because there isn’t enough Rami fics out there! So boom! Enjoy!
Rami X May!Daughter!Reader
Brian’s daughter comes to set and things bloom from there!
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My front door opens to my house startling me from my place on my couch. I look over my shoulder to see my father’s gray mop of curly hair. “Gosh dad! Care to knock?” He smiles at me kissing my forehead. “At least I’m not your uncle Roger.” I place my hand over my face remembering the times uncle Rog has waltzed in my house unannounced many times. “Still.” I laugh settling back on the cushion. “How’s the film coming along?” “Good. They’re coming along very well. A little weird to see the four of them together. They’ve gotten Freddie perfect. Rami treats his role with so much respect. He’s treating Freddie so well.” I look over to the framed pictures on my wall, my eyes scanning over the photograch of Uncle Freddie holding me at the age of three. We were so close when I was younger. “I wish he was here Dad.” I sighed and leaned closer to him for comfort. His kisses my temple wrapping an arm around me. “I know love. I do too. He always wanted to walk down the aisle with me and you at your wedding.” I laugh at the thought. “He always said no man would be better for me than him.” “He always did didn’t he? You were his princess (y/n) can’t expect anything less.”
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My phone rings as I pipe icing onto the vanilla bean raspberry cupcakes Roger requested. I slide my finger on the phone screen answering the call. “Hello?” “(y/n)! New plan! Why don’t you just bring the cupcakes here instead of my house? I’m craving one dear.” I groan internally. “Uncle Roger you’ve called to change this so called plan four times. Can we settle on this being the last one? I’ll drop them off wherever you are.”
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Rami POV:
“Wonderful love! See you soon!” Roger hangs up his phone then smiles at Brian (And receiving a sassy look). “What?” Brian shakes his head. “You’re working her to hard mate.” “All I did was call my loving niece asking for some sweets.” “You called her at six in the morning. She’s been making you treats since she could turn on the oven.” “She’ll make a man very happy someday.” As the two argue back and boys and I just sit watching. “Take notes Ben.” Roger states pointing at Ben who is laughing at the two older rock stars bickering. “Okay then. Question one. Who the hell are you talking about?” Joe asked holding back his laughter as well.
Brian smiles and looks at us with a look in his eyes. “My daughter.” His speaks with love in his voice. “(y/n). Roger here loves to mess with her. Sneak into her house and let a llama loose.” Roger slaps his knee at the memory. “Ah yes! That was good. What was that her 27th birthday?”
“28th, but close. Good to see your mind isn’t gone yet.” A new voice rips through the atmosphere. Brian and Roger part ways to reveal a– a breathtaking young women. Her hair flowing like summer, and her eyes glowing with wander. Everything about her is angelic.
“Did you bring them at least?” She rolls her eyes at Roger and pushed a covered box into his arms. “Ah this is why you’re the best.” “Oh, I know, but please do say it more. I love hearing it.” Brian laughs wrapping an arm around his daughter.
“Anyway. Sorry for breaking off there. This is my daughter (Y/n) everyone.” “Hello there.” She giggles and waves across the room her eyes landing on me last. “You must be Rami. I’ve heard so much about you.” She stretches out her hand. I grasp it living in the feeling of her being so right.
“It’s a pleasure (y/n). I hope you’re staying around a while.” I uncontrollably wink at her gaining a surprised look from Brian. (Y/n) blushes and draws her hand back slowly. “I um I think I will now. I’m interested in seeing all of you work.” “Well are you sure you’re free today poppet? Don’t have some vet appointment to take your pup to?” Brian shot quickly. (Y/n) looks at him confused. “Nope that was last week dad. You trying to get rid of me? Not wanting to spend time with me?” she jokes elbowing her father.
Brian smiles and wraps his arm around her shoulder. “Of course not! Come on, I’ll show you around.” As they exit all eyes land on me. “What?” “You’re going to get in trouble.” Ben says in a sing song voice. “What are you talking about?” Roger smiles and stands up grabbing a second cupcake.
He bites into the cake and his eyes roll back. “Oh my god. You lads have got to have one. Go on, get one.” Roger passes the plate around as everyone grabs one.
I bite into the treat and am even more motivated to make her mine. “Oh man.” Roger pats me on the back. “Rami, you need to marry her. Then you’ll get this all the time.” I shook my head at him. “Did you see the look in Brian’s eyes? He was shooting daggers at me just for shaking her hand.” “Oh don’t worry about him. Ben and I’ve got it covered. Just go on and be smooth. Be a Taylor.” Roger says determined. Oh lord what have I started?
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(y/n) POV:
“So what is on the schedule today?” I ask my dad as he shows me the (In his words) best smoothie machine on set. “I think they’re filming a concert.” “Oh come on!” I laugh pulling him away quickly.
As we make our way to the makeup trailer I notice the familiar songs of Queen playing in the background. I enter the room to see the boys all dressed up as their roles. “Oh wow this is freaky.” I laugh looking at everyone. “Oh my gosh! This is REALLY freaky. Look at you Gwilym. You- I’m- Wow you really look like my dad.” We all laugh and it’s then when I notice Rami. He’s got the longer hair Fred scorterd during the album Night at the Opera. “Well hello there.” “Hello love.” He speaks in a british accent matching the look perfectly. “This is… crazy. You look so much like him.” “Like who darling? It’s me! One and only Freddie.”
Oh I get it… He likes to stay in character. “Oh, well please accept my apology Freddie.”
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Watching them preform was the highlight. Rami really takes all of Freddie in. He makes him come alive. I watch from behind the stage where my father and Roger watch as well. Watching and hearing Freddie brings back so many loving memories I can’t help but tear up.
The boys run off the stage laughing and smiling. “What’s next?” Roger smiles at me. “Lunch!”
—– 3 weeks later——
As production went on I started coming to the set more and more becoming close with the cast especially Rami.
Myself along with the rest of the cast sit around a table eating our lunches. “So (Y/n) why don’t you have a band like your dad?” Ben asks stuffing his face. “Well I’m more involved with Queen on the financial Business side.” “But why not get your own group? You don’t have some singing chops like Brian?” Rami asks interested.
“Oh she does! She’s just scared to use them!” Roger pipes in. “Am not! I just- don’t do it in front of others.” “Scared.” “Ass.” “Langue (y/n).” my father barks at me. Yes even at 33 my father still treats me like I’m 16.
“I think you should let us hear.” Joe speaks making everyone else agree. “Fine, fine, but we have to have some very simple rules. Number one- no one looks at me while I sing. Number two- If it sucks. Don’t tell me.” Roger laughs. “I’m going to break both of those.” I shake my head laughing. “I bet you sound beautiful.” Rami says smiling at me making me blush. “She does. I’ve heard her.” My father says flatly, killing the conversation.
———
As we make it back to the set the group is now going crazy getting the stage set up for me to sing. “Guys this is really not necessary I can just do it here on the ground.” Roger stakes his head as he pulls the piano out. “Oh yes it’s very necessary.”
“What are you going to sing for us Ms. May?” Rami asks standing next to me. “Um I don’t know really. I guess maybe one from Queen.” “No poppet. You know what you should do? Yours.” “Mine? Dad I don’t think-” “You wrote a song?” Roger asks with wide eyes. “Well it’s no ‘I’m in love with my car Rog, but yes I did.” Rami taps my back moving forward a bit encouragingly. “I’d love to hear it.” I look at him, discovering he had a genuinely enthused smile. His kind eyes and handsome smile strangely motivate me to show him my hidden talent.
I sit on the piano bench and begin to play.
Brian POV:
Her fingers move effortlessly on the keys reminding me of the day she first touched a piano.
Freddie is sat at the piano in the room playing tunes as (y/n) twirls around. “Lovely princess, just lovely.” She giggles and walks over to him sitting on the bench letting her feet swing. “Uncle Freddie I want to play.” She smiles looking at the keys. “Alright. Well let’s start easy Baby May.”
The moment you arrived they built you up
The sun was in your eyes
You couldn’t believe it
Riches all around, you’re walking
Stars are on the ground
You start to believe it
Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you
You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do
(P!ATD Creds)
Her eyes closed as she expresses all the motion running through her being. She’s fantastic. She’s a Queen. She’s one of Freddie’s pupils. I scan the room to see the others in the same enjoyment as myself. Roger of course staring at her and recording the whole thing, but Rami is the one who catches my attention. His eyes watching her every movement. He’s working on her emotions as if he’s fueled by them. He looks at her the way I’ve only seen one person look at her with such love and appreciation. Freddie.
I smile as I watch his face change each key she hits. “No one deserves you. Except for me dear! Just remember that!” “Yes uncle Freddie.” I hear them in my head. I elbow Roger getting him to see Rami’s face as well. “No one better than Fred.” Roger laughs.
(Y/n) POV:
I finish looking up at the boys only to see I’ve gained the entire set crew’s ears and eyes. “I- um…” Applause rings out forcing a smile upon my face. My father rushes to me whisking me up into the air. “Oh that’s my girl. You would’ve made him so proud.” Everyone of the boys praise me on the performance, but really only one opinion mattered at that moment. Rami smiles walking up to me. “That was incredible Mayflower.” Rami whispers in my ear. I pull back staring at him shocked. “Where did you hear that?” Rami looks at me confused. “I just… said it? I don’t know. Is something wrong?” “No, no. That’s the name Freddie always called me. I’ve never heard anyone say it since he passed.” Rami’s face became very panicked. “I’m sorry. I’ll never say it again I-” “Rami stop. You can call me that. It’s nice to hear it. Especially from you.” I smile and quickly kiss his cheek.
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Rami POV:
“You just need to ask her out! Come on man! She won’t say no.” “Maybe, but Brian will!” “She’s 33!” Roger shakes his head. “That’s never stopped him before.” I groan and slump back in my chair. Months. It’s been months since I met (Y/n) May. Months since I fell in love with her. I rub my face and stand. “Okay. I’m doing it.” “What are you going to do?” “I’m going to walk right up to her.” “AND YOU WILL DO WHAT?” “Ask her out.” “YOU’RE GOING TO WHAT?” “ASK (Y/N) MAY ON A DATE!” “YES! THERE YOU GO!” Roger screams pumping me up.
The door opens and (y/n) steps through holding a platter full of cookies for Roger. “What’s all the yelling?” Silence follows. “Hello? Are you all deaf?” She laughs coming over to me and waving her hand in front of my face. “I like you.” I spit out causing her face to pale. She gulps; her breath jaggad. “What?” I look around at everyone in the room. All of them staring at me shocked. I try and speak. I try and resort to words to explain what I just tossed out of my mouth, but I can’t.
“Screw it.” I grab her shirt and pull her to me pressing my lips upon hers. The boys whistle and wolf howl as I kiss her.
I pull away smiling at her. “Wow.” She breathes out smiling as well. “So how about a date?” She giggles and kisses me once more. “You’ve got yourself a deal Rami.”
———–
3 Months Later
(Y/n) POV: I swipe Rami’s mustache off his face causing him to yelp. “Not so hard!” “You say that no matter how easy I do it baby.” I laugh rubbing his top lip. Rami stands up wrapping his arms around my waist. “And I always get a kiss as an apology.” He presses his lips against mine back me up to the couch.
He lays me down continuing to praise me with his soft lips. “You’ve only got 15 minutes.” Rami leans up smirking at me playfully. “You act like that’s a problem.” He digs his face down into my neck biting and leaving kisses.
Lost in the heat of the moment neither of us heard the door knob twisting.
“Rami, have you seen-“ I look up to meet the eyes of the one person I feared in this moment. My father. “Found her.”
“Dad.” I scramble off the couch towards him, but he closes the door before I made it. I stop at the door and sign in sadness.
—-
On the other side of the door the famous band guitarist was storming off in anger when Roger stopped him. “Whoa where are you going?” “Somewhere.”
Brian continuous just arm off all Roger catches him in the parking lot. . I grabbed his arm and it was some around her face him. “What are you doing?” “RAMI AND (Y/N) ARE MAKING OUT IN HIS TRAILER!” Roger stops and looks at Brain. He knew what was going on. Brain had finally seen the sweet couple you two became. “And? They’re great together! Plus you love Rami! He’s great!”
Brian thinks. For a LONG TIME. Long enough for him to walk back to the set and back to his daughter who was sitting on the couch in disappointment.
Brian opens the door and steps inside. He meets eyes with his daughter and crumbles. “Aw poppet I’m sorry.” “Dad.” She goes to him hugging him.
Once they break Brain meets eye contact with Rami. He moves towards him.
(Y/n) POV:
Rami stands still as stone as my father walks up to him. “Rami.” My dad sticks his hand out for my boyfriend to accept. Rami looks down at it and smiles accepting the firm shake. “You take care of her mate.” Rami smiles at my father happily. “I plan to Brian. Thank you.”
Dad makes his way to me kissing my forehead and then exiting.
——————
Deep breaths.
I stare at the two white doors blocking me from my soon to be husband. I look to my side and see my father shaking his nerves out. He looks at me and covers his mouth. “Dad stop.” I laugh trying not to cry. “Just so beautiful Poppet. He would’ve loved this moment.” I inhale a deep breath and smile at my dad. “I wish he was here.” My father grabbed my hand looking at the doors with a smile on his face. “He is love. He is.”
The double door open and the music plays. My father and I both step on our left foot first continuing to go in sync until I meet the outreached hand of Rami. I grab his hand letting my fathers go gentilly. “Hello May Flower.” Rami smiles at me as I blush under my vail. “Hello Rami, love.”
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“Gosh it’s freezing!” Rami exclaimed holding our 4 year old son ((S/N)). The door opens and my dad’s face is reviled, but hidden under a Santa Claus costume. ((S/N)) yells in excitement and jumps in my dad’s arms. “Grand May! Why are you dressed up like Santa? He’ll beat you up if he finds out you’re messing up his look!” Dad laughs pulling off the beard. “I was just trying to surprise my favorite boy! How about this?” Dad pulls out a box from behind the couch.
As ((S/N)) rips through the paper he comes to find a small guitar and a microphone. “Cool!” He laughs in excitement. “Whoa! Who knows! He might be a drummer! We can’t go making these decisions for him!” Roger exclaims coming into the room.
As the night goes on Rami and I are sat upon the couch cuddled up while the other boys are playing with ((S/N)). “You know what would be really nice?” I whisper into Rami’s ear as he happily watches the others. “What darling?” I sit up more so he can view my face. “A girl.”
He looks at my face seeing all seriousness. “Why don’t we try then?” I smirk kissing his cheek. “Already a head of the game there.” His face travels through many emotions as he works out what I just said to him.
He stands up quickly. “YOU’RE PREGNANT?” Everyone in the room turns to me as I sheepishly nod with a smile. They all go nuts coming over and hugging me.
“We’ve got to tell everyone! We have to have a huge revile and it’s going to be fantastic!” Rami goes on and on about how the four of us will be the best of families and how extravagant the birthday parties will be. My dad hugs me laughing. “Nobody better but Fred.” He mumbles in my ear, and for a slight second the corner of my eye caught sight of something. Someone. I looked at the steps to see Freddie looking healthy and happy. He stares down at my family with love and amazement. He meets my eyes and smiles even wider. “Good job May Flower. You’ve got yourself a king.” He says as his eyes wander back to Rami and my son.
In a split second he’s gone, but I’m not sad. My life is the best it has ever been just because of Roger wanting some dumb cupcakes. I guess I should thank him sometime.
EVERYONE PLEASE LISTEN. DO NOT IGNORE THIS.
Article 13 is going into it’s final stages of voting.
If this gets through, it will allow many, many companies to abuse and misuse this article to take down as many memes, fan works, and even other independent creators on sites like YouTube, Facebook, and other websites INCLUDING Tumblr.
THE FAIR USE LAW AND SAFEHARBOR LAW WILL NO LONGER APPLY IN THE U.S OR IN OTHER COUNTRIES.
IT HAS ALREADY PASSED IN SEVERAL OTHER COUNTRIES.
WE CANNOT ALLOW THEM TO TAKE AWAY WHAT WE BUILT FOR THE INTERNET SO FAR.
So here is what you need to do to drag this article down.
1. Spread the word
I can’t stress this enough. The more attention this gets the more people we can get to take this down.
2. Make your own content
Make your own content on the matter and make sure it is clear to others that Article 13 is bad for every internet user involved.
3. If you live anywhere in Europe, contact your MEPs
Ask them if they approve of the article and why. If they do approve of it, try to convince them in a clear, reasonable, and most sensible way possible that this law is BAD.
The article itself is way to vague about what it’s conveying to its people.
Saying that as long as the use of said internet memes or content is good as long as it’s in “good faith.”
We cannot let some shoddy government tell us what we can and cannot post.
FREE SPEECH IS A HUMAN RIGHT. NOT A PRIVILEGE.
Here’s a video on Article 13 that Film Theory made on the matter. It will explain things better than I can.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=GbXHrj8k7dg
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HEY GUYS
The new Venom movie has a scene with intense flashing lights (the lab entry scene) and I received no warnings and had to leave (just for that scene) as I am epileptic!!! PLEASE share this since I’ve seen NO warnings being shared and this is very important and can prevent people from having seizures etc during the film.
Stephen Strange viewed 14,000,605 possible futures to the confrontation on Titan. He answered, “one” when Tony Stark asked him how many of those possibilities ended in victory. It was a lie of good purpose.
He saw 8,204,456 possible paths to take that would lead to Thanos being defeated before he could fulfill his short-sighted dream. 2,982,014 of those would stop Thanos before he could even get his hands on the Mind Stone.
The problem was what happened after.
He watched the stones fall into various hands. Governments, military organizations, religious groups; the world burned no more than three years into the future. Private hands and public faces, curious hands and insatiable genius, good hands and even better intentions. The end came within eight months at the utmost.
Captain America.
Tony Stark.
Himself.
Stephen flinched the visions away and moved on.
The stones left Earth. She still crumbled. The stones traveled from realm to realm. Worlds were left charred in their wake. The stones scattered to the furthermost edges of the universe. A being with a vision began to gather them together again. Sometimes it was even Thanos.
Stephen threw away 8,204,456 victories and began to consider 5,796,149 defeats. He threw away 5,002,795 possibilities in which Thanos tasted victory, and peace, and was remembered as one who had done that which could not be undone.
793,354 paths that began with Thanos’s victory, but did not end with it.
Stephen saved as many as could be saved, then frowned at the number of options he had left, still. He looked again at the primary pieces on the board; who they were, why they fought, what they wished for. He watched Natasha Romanov bleed out, stand up, fall down, and hide. He watched T’Challa die, over and over again. He watched Bruce Banner laugh at his enemies and at himself, and cry in the half-shadows under a table like a frightened little boy.
He watched Captain America fight, and fight, and fight. His eyes tightened under a frown.
He watched Tony Stark sacrifice himself, over and over, for someone, anyone, everyone. His jaw clenched against nausea stirring low in his chest.
He watched himself misdirect and manipulate and make decisions for other people just as he was doing in this endless moment. Well…that was as it was. He shrugged that off and considered.
Fourteen million futures; he’d gotten to know the key architects rather intimately, albeit in an abstract way. Stephen threw away the paths in which Bruce Banner lived as a hunted animal. The good doctor deserved better. He granted James Barnes safety as well; they would have need of him later. The same for T’Challa, and then eighty-two others of importance to the future he was attempting to secure.
248,720.
Stephen was down to small variations on a theme. One Ross getting shot in the shoulder and being forced into retirement. Another Ross suffering from hemorrhoids five years down the road. He saved Everett and left Thaddeus to his fate and doughnut-shaped cushions. He reviewed the heroes and dreamers and fighters and lovers again, and chose to give them what health and happiness he could, because why not? He’d always enjoyed playing God.
42.
He had to narrow it down to one. Forty-two paths, each one as good as the next in the grand scheme of things, but they could only follow one. He had to say that there was only one, so that they’d listen to him. He might as well choose a happy ending for himself, too.
There were eighteen invitations to dinner that he’d find the opportunity to extend, and twelve would be accepted. Nine restaurants that would lead to a moonlit walk, and six conversations that would end in bed. Five mornings after that would secure him a second dinner date. Two proposals that would be shot down, and one that he would accept with a surprising humility making his hands shake anew.
Stephen opened his eyes.
[Stinger: Imagine Stephen pointing at the Avengers like Scarface in Half Baked. “Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you’re cool Tony, and fuck you in particular, Steve Rogers. I’m out!” *throws Time Stone and hits Thanos between the eyes*]
if you’ve ever taken a shower to muffle your sobs, I’m sorry and I love you. if you’ve ever eaten alone in a bathroom stall, I’m sorry and I love you. if you’ve ever used makeup to conceal evidence of pain, I’m sorry and I love you. if you’ve ever looked in a mirror and wanted to change what you saw, I’m sorry and I love you. if you’ve ever questioned your worth because of someone else, I’m sorry and I love you. you’re not alone, and you don’t deserve the hurt you’ve experienced. you are good enough—more than good enough. you and valid, you have meaning, and you are loved even when you don’t know it.
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trying to prove a point to my dad
Reblog if you’ve ever imagined yourself being interviewed with the avengers cast as if you were apart of the movie
I feel like this will get no reblogs because I’ve always felt like I’m the only person who does this haha :)
It's so amazing! It was the best thing I read today!
After Ragnarok I’ve seen so many posts about Odin saying to Loki that he was proud of him.
Well, unpopular opinion, I don’t believe it -the only heartbreaking part of that scene is actually Loki’s reaction that says he still loves Odin, after all.
You know what? I’m furious, and these are the reasons (I apologise for my English, but it is not my mother tongue):
Odin has been decieving Loki from the beginning: he used to say both Thor and Loki were born to be Kings, but he knew well Loki was not meant to sit on Asgard’s throne. A child’s mind is complicated, and we all know that what you learn as a child will scar your adulthood, so whatfor to decieve a child?
Loki has been raised believing all Jotnar are monsters just to find out he is a “monster” himself. Odin, dear, you are a fucking half-Jotun, for Ymir’s sake! And, besides, have you ever thought that, maybe, to tell Loki Jotnar were just wrong rather than hey are “beasts” was better?
I refuse to believe Odin, the ALLFATHER, so mighty and powerful, could do nothing to save Loki when he fell from the Bifrost -and I just can’t respect a father who doesn’t even try to save his son.
“Your birthright was to die”… just to say.
Odin had previously claimed that Loki is not his son. Now that Hela is coming to kick their asses he calls him “son” just because he needs Loki to defeat her. Ah: Odin is the one who had shaped Hela to be his executioner.
Please… if you don’t want to call Loki “Laufeyson” call him “Friggason”, but not “Odinson”.
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Japan: 3-5286-9090
Latvia: 6722-2922, 2772-2292
Malaysia: 03-756-8144
(Singapore: 1-800-221-4444)
Mexico: 525-510-2550
Netherlands: 0900-0767
New Zealand: 4-473-9739
New Guinea: 675-326-0011
Nicaragua: 505-268-6171
Norway: 47-815-33-300
Philippines: 02-896-9191
Poland: 52-70-000
Portugal: 239-72-10-10
Russia: 8-20-222-82-10
Spain: 91-459-00-50
South Africa: 0861-322-322
South Korea: 2-715-8600
Sweden: 031-711-2400
Switzerland: 143
Taiwan: 0800-788-995
Thailand: 02-249-9977
Trinidad and Tobago: 868-645-2800
Ukraine: 0487-327715
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Why do you like sharks?
These were the best drabbles I have read in my entire life. I think I'm fucking in love! Thank u so much for this preciousness!!
Typos - Drabbles
All requests made by fellow Typhoes are listed down below!
NOTE- THESE ARE NOT HAPPENING THE SAME TIME AS THE MAIN SERIES, ONLY THE ONES MARKED WITH A ‘+’
Catch up with the rest of the series here: Typos Masterlist
Continuar lendo
if you use music to cope with anxiety, depression or to help with your ADHD (like me) reblog, I'm trying to prove a point to my teacher
Please reblog, this is so important.
Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. TUMBLR RULE. When you see it, REBLOG IT.
The original post only has US helplines. I've added UK helplines underneath. It would be great if people could add numbers from everywhere in the world.
Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696
Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433
LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255
Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386
Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743
Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438
Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673
Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272
Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000
Exhale: After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253
Child Abuse: 1-800-422-4453
UK Helplines:
Samaritans (for any problem): 08457909090 e-mail jo@samaritans.org
Childline (for anyone under 18 with any problem): 08001111
Mind infoline (mental health information): 0300 123 3393 e-mail: info@mind.org.uk
Mind legal advice (for people who need mental-health related legal advice): 0300 466 6463 legal@mind.org.uk
b-eat eating disorder support: 0845 634 14 14 (only open Mon-Fri 10.30am-8.30pm and Saturday 1pm-4.30pm) e-mail: help@b-eat.co.uk
b-eat youthline (for under 25's with eating disorders): 08456347650 (open Mon-Fri 4.30pm - 8.30pm, Saturday 1pm-4.30pm)
Cruse Bereavement Care: 08444779400 e-mail: helpline@cruse.org.uk
Frank (information and advice on drugs): 0800776600
Drinkline: 0800 9178282
Rape Crisis England & Wales: 0808 802 9999 1(open 2 - 2.30pm 7 - 9.30pm) e-mail info@rapecrisis.org.uk
Rape Crisis Scotland: 08088 01 03 02 every day, 6pm to midnight
India Self Harm Hotline: 00 08001006614
India Suicide Helpline: 022-27546669
Kids Help Phone (Canada): 1-800-668-6868, Free and available 24/7
Good2Talk (Canada): 1-866-925-5454, For post-secondary students, free and anonmyous
suicide hotlines;
Argentina: 54-0223-493-0430
Australia: 13-11-14
Austria: 01-713-3374
Barbados: 429-9999
Belgium: 106
Botswana: 391-1270
Brazil: 21-233-9191
China: 852-2382-0000
(Hong Kong: 2389-2222)
Costa Rica: 606-253-5439
Croatia: 01-4833-888
Cyprus: 357-77-77-72-67
Czech Republic: 222-580-697, 476-701-908
Denmark: 70-201-201
Egypt: 762-1602
Estonia: 6-558-088
Finland: 040-5032199
France: 01-45-39-4000
Germany: 0800-181-0721
Greece: 1018
Guatemala: 502-234-1239
Holland: 0900-0767
Honduras: 504-237-3623
Hungary: 06-80-820-111
Iceland: 44-0-8457-90-90-90
Israel: 09-8892333
Italy: 06-705-4444
Japan: 3-5286-9090
Latvia: 6722-2922, 2772-2292
Malaysia: 03-756-8144
(Singapore: 1-800-221-4444)
Malta: 179
Mexico: 525-510-2550
Netherlands: 0900-0767
New Zealand: 4-473-9739
New Guinea: 675-326-0011
Nicaragua: 505-268-6171
Norway: 47-815-33-300
Philippines: 02-896-9191
Poland: 52-70-000
Portugal: 239-72-10-10
Russia: 8-20-222-82-10
Spain: 91-459-00-50
South Africa: 0861-322-322
South Korea: 2-715-8600
Sweden: 031-711-2400
Switzerland: 143
Taiwan: 0800-788-995
Thailand: 02-249-9977
Trinidad and Tobago: 868-645-2800
Ukraine: 0487-327715
This is so awesome!!!
THE BEST INFINITY WAR FANART EVER!
I usually refrain from posting fan-made posters, but this was just too awesome! Job well done, ‘themadbutcher’, this could pass as the official poster! Clearly inspired by the classic “Infinity Gauntlet” comicbook, and rightfully so!
omg this is gold!
My friend is always sending me Marvel stuff 😂😂
Status: single af but reads a lot of Reader Inserts so…
Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. TUMBLR RULE. When you see it, REBLOG IT.
The original post only has US helplines. I've added UK helplines underneath. It would be great if people could add numbers from everywhere in the world.
Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696
Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433
LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255
Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386
Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743
Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438
Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673
Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272
Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000
Exhale: After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253
Child Abuse: 1-800-422-4453
UK Helplines:
Samaritans (for any problem): 08457909090 e-mail jo@samaritans.org
Childline (for anyone under 18 with any problem): 08001111
Mind infoline (mental health information): 0300 123 3393 e-mail: info@mind.org.uk
Mind legal advice (for people who need mental-health related legal advice): 0300 466 6463 legal@mind.org.uk
b-eat eating disorder support: 0845 634 14 14 (only open Mon-Fri 10.30am-8.30pm and Saturday 1pm-4.30pm) e-mail: help@b-eat.co.uk
b-eat youthline (for under 25's with eating disorders): 08456347650 (open Mon-Fri 4.30pm - 8.30pm, Saturday 1pm-4.30pm)
Cruse Bereavement Care: 08444779400 e-mail: helpline@cruse.org.uk
Frank (information and advice on drugs): 0800776600
Drinkline: 0800 9178282
Rape Crisis England & Wales: 0808 802 9999 1(open 2 - 2.30pm 7 - 9.30pm) e-mail info@rapecrisis.org.uk
Rape Crisis Scotland: 08088 01 03 02 every day, 6pm to midnight
India Self Harm Hotline: 00 08001006614
India Suicide Helpline: 022-27546669
Kids Help Phone (Canada): 1-800-668-6868, Free and available 24/7
suicide hotlines;
Argentina: 54-0223-493-0430
Australia: 13-11-14
Austria: 01-713-3374
Barbados: 429-9999
Belgium: 106
Botswana: 391-1270
Brazil: 21-233-9191
China: 852-2382-0000
(Hong Kong: 2389-2222)
Costa Rica: 606-253-5439
Croatia: 01-4833-888
Cyprus: 357-77-77-72-67
Czech Republic: 222-580-697, 476-701-908
Denmark: 70-201-201
Egypt: 762-1602
Estonia: 6-558-088
Finland: 040-5032199
France: 01-45-39-4000
Germany: 0800-181-0721
Greece: 1018
Guatemala: 502-234-1239
Holland: 0900-0767
Honduras: 504-237-3623
Hungary: 06-80-820-111
Iceland: 44-0-8457-90-90-90
Israel: 09-8892333
Italy: 06-705-4444
Japan: 3-5286-9090
Latvia: 6722-2922, 2772-2292
Malaysia: 03-756-8144
(Singapore: 1-800-221-4444)
Mexico: 525-510-2550
Netherlands: 0900-0767
New Zealand: 4-473-9739
New Guinea: 675-326-0011
Nicaragua: 505-268-6171
Norway: 47-815-33-300
Philippines: 02-896-9191
Poland: 52-70-000
Portugal: 239-72-10-10
Russia: 8-20-222-82-10
Spain: 91-459-00-50
South Africa: 0861-322-322
South Korea: 2-715-8600
Sweden: 031-711-2400
Switzerland: 143
Taiwan: 0800-788-995
Thailand: 02-249-9977
Trinidad and Tobago: 868-645-2800
Ukraine: 0487-327715
Text Crisis US only: 741-741
Teen suicide hotline: 800-852 8336
I hope Stan Lee is immortal because I cannot imagine future Marvel movies without his cameos.
Nobody deserve.
• “i hate steve rogers” • "bucky barnes is a villain” • "black widow doesn’t deserve her own movie” • "tony is the bad guy in CW”
