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ididdedurmom · 4 hours
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OMG RARE PAIR SIGHTED
Marcia x Dally
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D: Hey sweet heart!
M: Buzz off!
D: Aww, no time for me?
(30 mins later)
I did the kissing without a reference, are you proud of me?
(I forgot what Marcia looked like Btw)
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ididdedurmom · 5 hours
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IM SO BORED
PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏
Reblog if you're bored and you want anons.
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Or non-anons. Whatever works for you!
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ididdedurmom · 2 days
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I'm not here to tell Zionists that they're on the wrong side of history, they're well aware of that and they don't care.
It's been seven months and all they've done since then is double down on their horrid fucking behavior.
These folks will go out of their way to brag about being pro genocidal lunatics because they don't view Palestinians or Arabs as people. And if they see other westerners call them out on their shit, they'll just play the antisemitism card.
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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Dude I think we're in the same time zone 😧
crossbun, what is your timezone??? im confuzzled (i dont want to wake you up when you should be sleeping *NOT FAINTING*)
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Fuck
Timezones
I'm bad at that
I think Pacific time?
It's 7:24 for me rn if that helps 😭😭😭
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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*bothers u with questions and statements* have you read any mxtx works? and who do u ship in the outsiders?
No, I have not read any Mxtx works, they seem very interesting though. Do you have any recommendations on where to read them at?
As for my ships, I'm not sure? I like seeing different mixtures of characters. Pb&J, Papercut, even Jally can be cute sometimes; Ill take Stevepop any day though. Just depends on the day I guess.
Thank you so much for the ask!!!!
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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PLEASE 🙏🙏
bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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Ponyboy woukd have the most jaw dropping FAT celebrity crush on Paul Newman and it would be unbelievablely and un godly funny
REAL
Thank you for the ask!!!
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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GUYS!! FANART
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POV:
Johnny's about to beat the shit out of you with his crutch
He will hurt himself in the process, but he doesn't care
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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I'm munching on this
Crunching if you will
JOAHNY
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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Guys I'm finally watching Ramshackle
Who ever lead the animation team deserves to have their ass eaten
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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He is the dirtiest cowboy ❤️❤️
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another post of just @ididdedurmom's dirty cowboy
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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You made him look so yummy
I think I finally get it
Guys, what do you think of my stupid Cowboy
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I don't even know his name (what do I name him)
He probably eats coffee grounds
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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Spinning you around
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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Fanfiction???
This is the fanfic I wrote for my English class
Its the park scene from Johnny's perspective
(this is ass, I'm so sorry)
(I wrote this before we watched the movie btw)
TW: Blood, violence, weapons
The all too familiar blue Mustang circled us slowly; I could vaguely make out the face of the driver through the dark tinted windows.
I swore under my breath, then Pony muttered something I barely managed make out, “What do they want? This is our territory. What are socs doing this far east?”
I shook my head, “I don’t know. But I bet they’re looking for us. We picked up their girls.”
“Oh, glory,” Ponyboy said with a groan, “this is all I need to top off a perfect night.” He took one last drag off his cigarette and ground the stub under his heel. “Want to run for it?”
“It’s too late now,” I said. “Here they come.” Five Socs got out of the car; I could tell from the way they were swaying that they were higher than a cloud. I shoved my hand into my pocket and gripped my switchblade; I didn't pull it out, but I held on to it tight. I could feel the blood draining from my face and I looked at the Socs like a deer in headlights, or an animal in a trap. Pony and I backed against the fountain. Then the Socs surrounded us, like a pack of wolves. They smelled exactly the same way they did when they jumped me, English leather, and whiskey. I put a tough look on my face, in a desperate attempt to bluff my way to victory. I thought, maybe if I had a weapon and I looked tuff they wouldn’t hurt me or Pony. I wanted to look over at Ponyboy, but I knew I couldn’t let my guard down for a second. I recognized two of the Socs, Bob, and Randy; I couldn’t quite place the names of the other three, but I knew who they were.
I held my breath as I looked down at Bob’s rings, they were practically sparkling in the moonlight. I could almost feel the pain of the scar being made on my left cheek all over again.
“Hey, whatta ya know?” Bob said, his words slurring together, “here’s the little greasers that picked up our girls. Hey greasers.” His words rang in my head. He had said “hey greaser,” when he jumped me almost the same way he said it then.
“You’re out of your territory,” I tried to say in an intimidating voice. “You’d better watch it” Randy swore at us, and they stepped closer. I could feel Bob eyeing me.
"Nup, pal, yer the ones who'd better watch it. Next time you want a broad, pick up yer own kind--- dirt." The way he said “broad” made me shiver, my father said it the same way. “You know what a greaser is?” Bob asked, keeping his usual smug smirk plastered on his face. “White trash with long hair.” I sort of gasped from shock. The comment didn’t particularly bug me, but that was because it was aimed at Pony. He loved his long hair, it made him look tuff; it’d been months since he last cut it, he loved it so much. It wasn’t the comment that made me mad, it was the fact Bob was insulting my very best friend.
“You know what a Soc is?” Ponyboy responded, his voice was shaking in his rage. “White trash with Mustangs and Madras.” Then he spit at them. Gosh he was tuff.
Bob shook his head and smiled slowly. “You could use a bath, greaser. And a good working over. And we’ve got all night to do it.” He looked at Ponyboy. “Give the kid a bath David.”
Pony tried to run but the Soc caught him. David shoved Pony’s head into the fountain, and I could hear him struggle, but I had bigger problems. Bob and the rest of the Socs were getting closer; I ripped the switch blade out of my pocket and held it tightly. One of the Socs stepped back, but Bob and Randy only got closer.
“Aww, the little guys got a switch blade, whatever will we do?” Randy said sarcastically. He laughed to himself, then he swung at me. Nearly knocked me to the ground, but I kept my balance. I managed to cut a gash through his madras ski jacket. Randy turned to Bob and whispered something I couldn't hear, and Bob lunged at me. He knocked me to the ground and got a few good hits on me.
“I should have killed you when I had the chance, you skuzz.” Bob’s voice was unsteady, he sounded angry. One of his hands was on my throat, and the other was punching me. I don’t know what came over me, or if my anger and hatred for him boiled over, but I gripped my switch blade tight and plunged it deep into the left side of his chest. I saw his face as he loomed over me, I couldn’t tell if it was pain, fear or hatred; maybe it was a mixture of all three. He went stone white, clutched his chest, and rolled over onto his back. His buddies yelled words I couldn't make out and they ran back to the mustang. I watched Bob choke on his own blood, and he went still. I felt like I was freezing, even with the warm blood dripping off my hands. Suddenly I remembered Ponyboy was being drowned, and I looked over to the fountain, he was limp on the ground. I ran over to him and checked to see if he was breathing; when I found out he was, I dropped on the ground beside him and stared into the distance. He came to a couple moments later and coughed up the water in his lungs. I didn’t even turn to look at him. When he quieted down and all I could hear was his breathing, I became aware of the world around me again.
"I killed him," I said it real slow, taking in the reality of what I’d done. "I killed that boy."
This sucks, I'm so sorry
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ididdedurmom · 3 days
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You guys,
My English teacher had us write fanfiction as an assignment after we'd finished the outsiders.
And I never did anything with what I'd wrote
Do you all want to see what is did??
Would you all like that???
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ididdedurmom · 4 days
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Love them all so much 🙏❤️
STOP!!!
listen to me!!!!
LISTEN❗️
i luv trans boys :3
<3
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ididdedurmom · 4 days
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Concentration camp.
They built a concentration camp.
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I don't think words can describe what this other than genocide.
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