Feeling cute ☁️😉
Feeling cute ☁️😉
Warnings: Peter being a teenage boy
Context: your Uncle is the one, and only, Tony Stark. You’re dad had died in the car accident, along with your Granddad and Grandma, but not before he had impregnated your mum, six months before. You didn’t even know you were a Stark until, one day, the billionaire had turned up at your flat in New York, after discovering that his brother had a child. Despite the revelation, you begged your Uncle to keep it all a secret because you were being considered at a high-brow law firm and you wanted to have the satisfaction of knowing you got in, not because you were a Stark, but because you were just that good. At least that was until COVID-19. Tony didn’t want you to be alone and so he invited you to stay at the compound, with him. However, your new Uncle also forgot to inform you that all the Avengers were also in the compound…
A/N: I still don’t know who (y/n) will end up with so let me know who you prefer and these aren’t my gifs.
As soon as you arrived on the roof, you breath was taken away at how beautiful everything was. You could see the greenery the surrounded the compound and even the glimmerings of a nearby town. High in the sky, the sun felt like it was kissing your skin, bathing you in it’s warmth, the gentle breeze danced around you in glee and the sky was cloudless, limitless and made you feel like you were on a tropical island. Why the Avengers didn’t spend every moment of every day up here, you had no clue. Taking off your sheer, knee-length cover-up, you placed all your belongings on the side, making sure they were secure, before wading into the infinity pool. The feeling of the water on your skin made goose bumps appear, as the cool water tickled you.
Oh, rapaz…. desce daí! 😄😅✌️
#viral #reels #modinha #quarentine #like4likes #instagood #instalike
Best thing about lockdown is only having to do half a face of makeup
Hace muuucho que no escribo nada personal en tumblr… o fuera de éste.
He pasado de todo y todos: hambre, hastío, ansiedad, break ups, adicciones, muertes, robos, besos, drogas, fiestas, fracasos, salones de clases, porros, grapas, manifestaciones, bailes, pedas, crudas, remordimientos, libros, canciones, rostros, cervezas, playas, proyectos inconclusos, despedidas, reencuentros…
Ahora, con 25 años, sin empleo, con la carrera a medias, sin pareja ni varo, encerrada en mi periferia, son tantas cosas…
But anyway, I was just trying to say HI! Do u remember me?!
I hope your quarentine it’s going well, don’t get too into all the madness we’re living/seeing, try to keep your mental health safe from all this craziness, wherever you are, and if you need someone to talk pls get in contact with me ;)
I enjoy chisme and casual talk, I can read your poems or exchange opinions, any time, any way, any language…well, not any :) but I’m good listener and speakerrr XD♥
No les pasa de estar caliente?
I don’t know if this is just a time period in my life or what.
But have you ever felt broken? But unfixable? Like humpdy Dumpty, or that one object that you just keep gluing and gluing and gluing, and after a while, it’s just enough? I feel like that.
I’m to the point that I’ll talk to my therapist about my feelings and she’ll just say “that’s rough” or “yeah” and not bring anything up. I get it, some people just want to vent, but I hate just being in this situation where I feel like I have no glue. I have nothing to fix me. I’ll tell her how no one wants to talk to me, of give me complements, or anything, and she says “you should comment more on other people’s posts, maybe then they’ll give you complements” I want them to actually feel like giving me a complement, not repaying them for complements I gave them. Or she says “get more involved” trust me I try. I’m always the one person just sitting alone, because even if I talk to someone, someone better always comes along and they always leave. Or she says “it’ll be easier once you can drive places” (don’t freak out I’m not like super young I just didn’t get to it yet, and then Corona happened so.) Yeah sorry, I would feel odd just showing up to their houses unannounced cuz you can never answer my texts, but I can see your active on other things. It’s always kind of ironic, looking back on recent messages. It’s a lot on my side, and nothing on there’s, which sure maybe they aren’t talkative, but even if I see a post that reminds me of them, or something that I think they might enjoy, I send it to them. Am I really that back in your mind you don’t remember me enough? Also back to that stupid YOLO thing on Snapchat. I am literally giving you. An opportunity. To say WHATEVER YOU WANT. And I will never know who you are. And you say nothing? Come on. I swear I am so done clinging on to those last threads of glue from the last time, and I feel like there is no more left.
I’m so done
I’m so fucking alone
I want to go back to school because I desperately need my only exercise that is walking from class to class but at the same time I don’t want to deal with people’s shit
A lot of groceries are letting you order through their app for pick up - this is great to save money and be stricter with diets because you can’t have impulse buys.