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the-real-ali · 1 month
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mmmm, milkman/Francis mosses😳
・nervous pred 🩵
・He a skinny-looking guy so he'd have a noticeable stomach bulge
・sharp teeth
・when he does milk deliveries he sometimes eats you because he wants company
・makes jokes about dipping you in milk but has yet to try it
・He loves carrying you around in his chest pocket
・He's terrified of people finding out he eats you sometimes
・when he's not nervous he loves teasing you, lots of kisses or licks
・he enjoys it when you sleep on his chest (Milkman moobs 😳😳)
・he probably smokes or drinks coffee (he's sleep deprived as fuck)
・when he comes back from his deliveries and sees you asleep he sometimes eats you
・gentle playful bites
・Always carries you around especially when going out with you since he'd hate to see you get eaten by a doppelganger
・he finds you hiding beneath his hat sometimes before deliveries
・His stomach kind of cramped
・sometimes likes to hum to you after swallowing you
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gracieryder · 1 year
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insignificant457 · 2 days
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There is a nebulous jordie lives au which lives entirely in my head in which jordie recovers from the plague while Kaz is still sick. He gets up to find them food and water only to return and discover Kaz is nowhere to be found. Still recovering from the fever, he searches the barrel for days before he finally sees Kaz wandering down the staves in a sort of fugue state, soaked to the bone with a haunted look in his eyes.
Kaz won’t tell him what happened, but jordie knows it’s bad because his baby brother flinches every time he touches him, and soon enough he’s started wearing gloves, even in the height of summer.
Soon, they discover kazs gift for cards, and it keeps them fed and clothed, if not much else. Kaz is angry at jordie for losing the money, refuses to let him make any decisions. Jordie is beholden to his angry traumatized little brother because he can’t deny that he failed them the first time around.
Kaz is offered a place in his pick of the gangs, but the only one willing to take both him and his tag along older brother is the dregs. Jordie dies a little bit inside when they join up, when they take the tattoo side by side, but he’s not sure they’ll survive another winter on the streets.
And the plot of SoC generally goes on from there. Jordie tags along on the ice court, he and Jesper test kazs patience at every turn, he’s constantly offering unsolicited annoying older brother advice about Inej.
This lends itself to a really interesting exploration of Kaz and jordies relationship, what holds brothers together in the face of incredible trauma, the skewed power dynamic of Kaz becoming the breadwinner for them both at the age of nine, etc etc. But mostly, this au is a vessel for the sailing of the ultimate crack ship, which is of course, jordie/alys Van Eck.
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libraryleopard · 3 months
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the true detective reddit is primarily full of haters but this post did make me laugh
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catofoldstones · 6 months
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good morning to Jon “flirts with a girl at her own wedding” Snow and Jon “flirts with a girl at her own wedding that he arranged specifically for political manoeuvre” Snow only. Flirtboy of all times truly.
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violentdevotion · 10 months
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Ada Limon
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James Baldwin
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Autumn, Ali Smith
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Hamlet, Shakespeare
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Residual Hauntings, Psychic Library
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Autumn, Ali Smith
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The Five Stages of Grief, Linda Pastan
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Hauntology: How the Ghosts of our Past haunt our Future, Vincent Freeland
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BBC Archive - What is Hauntology
Hauntology
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fromjannah · 1 year
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GEORGE KARIM + The Onion Headlines, 2/?
special thanks to @thethinkingcloth once again for the screenshots 🫶
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mayasdeluca · 4 months
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IG Story: alikrieger
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nyaightlight · 11 months
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Cregan 🤝 Aemond: taking lovers that remind them of their dead Velaryon boyfriends
Liiike, I can’t be the only one who read the description of Black Aly & had to pause?
Lean, tall, strong arms, thick black curls…
SOUND FAMILIAR???
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the-real-ali · 2 months
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three idiots in my house
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deadsnothere · 1 year
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HE WAS AWAKE?!
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synopsis - Someone who's to stubborn finally asks for help but also gets a love confession in their "sleep"
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request - No
Word Count - 1.1k
Speak Ali! - This was full impulse don't expect anymore out of me- (do expect more out of me) Unless i feel like it. But I might not- Who knows honestly. Please send in request!! I am only accepting Lockwood right now, sorry :(
HE WAS AWAKE?! Pt.2
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Lockwood barley asks for help,
And we all know it. He's an idiot who thinks he can do everything alone, no matter what. Me, George, And Lucy are always his anchors, we keep him from doing the stupidest shit, even if that means distracting him in less than ideal ways. Like aggressive flirting, just to let Lucy steal a case file. But we still get it done.
So when Anthony Lockwood himself knocked on my door at 2 in the morning with the most exhausted look on his face, let's just say I was more than concerned.
I was changing out of my ‘work’ shirt to put on an undershirt to fall asleep in. I'd been working on a new flare design all night and the shirt I was originally going to go to bed in had ash and grease all over it. when I heard a knock on the door. There he was my roommate, Employer, and “crush”, Anthony Lockwood. “Ant, what's up?- It's 2:36 in the morning, I was about to get in bed-”
His face screamed tired, his eye bags were deeper than normal and his hands were playing with the seam of his pajama pants pocket, like he does when he's nervous.
“I-” He whispered as if he was hesitant to ask in the first place. ”I can't sleep and I always sleep best when- You're in my room…just-” The way he rubbed the back of his neck, looking down at the ground, told me he was embarrassed. “Can I just sleep in here tonight…?” Anthony looked almost as if he regretted asking, like he should've just walked away instead of knocking on the door; Which he now stood in front of, wide open.
I nodded along with his words, moving away from my door and walking to my bed. “Just close the door after you come in, sleeping with it open-” He finished the sentence with me, already knowing what I was going to say. “-‘gives me anxiety’ I know Ali.”
When he walked into the room slowly, he was looking around at the posters and metal creations that hung from the walls and ceiling. There were things like metal dragons, butterflies with dazzling colors, Firefly's with handcrafted wings and many more insects and mystical creatures. “After we complete big cases I make a little statue and I hang it around the room…It's like reminding myself how far I’ve come.” His eyes landed on me next, I was already sitting on the bed, smiling at him warmly, my eyes closed, head leaned back from exhaustion.
“Come on Ant.” I patted next to me, laying down on my back moving closer to the wall so he had room to lay down to.
His posture says he's confident, like he's not afraid to make a wrong move. But his eyes are different. They look so hesitant, so terrified of how this could look to other people.
After a case went bad yesterday, Barnes called me Anthony's lover. He's been on edge since then, Maybe it hurt a bit when he got so defensive over the fact that I was in fact not his lover. It already hurts when I know he's just a flirty person to get what he wants, that when he flirts with me it doesn't mean I'm special. Now this? At least I know he doesn't like me back, before I went and tried to ask him on a date or something.
I faced towards the wall when he climbed into the bed, pulling the soft blanket over us both. Our routine moved like it did when I went into his room to sleep. His arm hooked under my body and pulled me into his chest, which felt cool with the silk pajama shirt he had on at the moment. Our legs tangled together, his face was pressed into the nape of my neck, and our breathing matched almost perfectly. This felt so normal, so nonchalant. But this is Lockwood we're talking about! He wouldn't do this with just anyone! Would he?
Ok, no he wouldn't- But he just trusts me! We’ve been friends for years, of course he trusts me. It's obvious I’m just a friend to him, and yes maybe it's not a friend thing to cuddle up to your friend while you press your face into their neck…like I said he just trusts me! It's a simple platonic thing to do when you go to a friend you trust for help sleeping!
But it would be so nice if he didn't mean it in a friendly way..For him to hold my hand, and laugh and walk with me to go on a date, Or maybe to cook dinner for our kids or babysitting…That sounds like heaven, an unrealistic heaven. But to be fair I do already basically babysit, but it's always me and George babysitting, not me and lockwood, mainly because we're babysitting him and Lucy during cases but still I can dream.
I turned my head around just enough to see his face, eyes closed, breathing soft, and nose pushed against my neck still. I tried to turn just enough to not wake him up but also be able to see him. I'm really hoping I didn't wake him up, or that he was really asleep, because this next part would be embarrassing if I did.
I placed a hand on his face, kissing the top of his head and running my hand through his hair. “I Love You, Anthony Lockwood. You stupid self-sacrificing idiot.” I turned around all the way and moved up a bit, his face laid on my chest, and my arms wrapped around his head holding him close.
Finally comfortable enough to fall asleep. It's been so long since I got a good sleep in my own bed, maybe the feeling of his hands on my back, pushing me closer to him, really did help me sleep, Maybe it made me feel protected, like I can be vulnerable again, like i'm safe in his ar- “Did you just call me a self-sacrificing idiot?-” SHIT-
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thank you for reading to the end of this shit :D i can't promise a part two but hey i'll try.
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captain-hen · 11 days
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wait i just remembered that evan buckley in s2 had an entire girlfriend when he was kicking his feet and giggling over being mistaken as chris' dad and eddie's husband LMAO
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gracieryder · 1 year
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confusionmeisss · 9 months
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i am apart of the religion of swiftianity, and we worship the goddess, taylor swift. lots of people think we’re a cult, especially because of the willow performance that happens every weekend at church.
*some popular hymns include: don’t blame me (reputation, 3:00), august (folklore, 2:55), cardigan (folklore, 2:05), cowboy like me (evermore, 2:15), champagne problems (evermore, 2:25), style (1989, 1:00), cruel summer (lover, 1:39), enchanted (speak now, 4:26), dear john (speak now, 3:12), picture to burn (debut, :31), you belong with me (fearless, :38), all too well 10 minutes (red, 4:25), would’ve could’ve should’ve (midnights, 2:38), death by a thousand cuts (lover, 1:53), you’re on your own kid (midnights, 2:04), maroon (midnights, 1:02), should’ve said no (debut, 1:02), better than revenge (speak now, :18), back to december (speak now, :53), last kiss (speak now 1:22), haunted (speak now, :55), out of the woods (1989, 2:26), clean (1989, 2:51), getaway car (reputation, 2:18)
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i’m not ready to say goodbye to the teens… i feel like yeah, not every episode’s a winner, but the characters are improving every. single. episode. and if i have to say goodbye to any of them i’ll cry
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doll-elvis · 9 months
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Elvis and Sammy Davis Jr.'s friendship
“I have a respect for Elvis and my friendship. The only thing I want to know is, 'Was he my friend?', 'Did I enjoy him as a performer?', 'Did he give the world of entertainment something?' - and the answer is YES on all accounts. The other jazz just don't matter” - Sammy Davis Jr.
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“Of all those guys out there, and certainly of the entertainers who claimed to be one of Elvis’s close buddies, only Sammy Davis, Jr., was really a friend. He never wanted anything except to have a good time” - Marty Lacker
“Sammy Davis Jr. was a wonderful audience for Elvis, always jumping up and down in his chair, applauding wildly and shouting encouragement. They were great friends. During a 1970 show in Las Vegas, Elvis took off the fifty-two-carat black star sapphire he wore on his middle finger and slipped it onto Sammy’s finger” - Joe Esposito
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Sammy Davis Jr. performing at the 1978 Academy Awards where Elvis was featured in memoriam
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