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Quan Chi: "Arson? Oh, you mean 'crime brûlée'."
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Oh you mean a writer’s search history.
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callese · 2 years
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astrayartist · 12 days
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“Let’s make a deal, shall we?”
CAINE! I made this as a gift for someone.
@notjustdragonspages
@3v0ny @ghostbroccoli @c4psaic1n
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mooncustafer · 2 months
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Did my own version of the “Arson? you mean Crime Brûlée?” Sampler from shitpostsamplers
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soup-for-ghosts · 10 months
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if graydon wasn't insistent on dancing weirdly to show his status he might not have been exposed. this is relevant to me in particular because i also dance weirdly to show my status (as a silly goofy)
ok but consider: he deserves a little boogie woogie every once in a while
you are right though, but to be fair, no one expects the ten year old with a medical degree and blood samples
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jockpoetry · 1 year
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just made the best baked eggplant parm in my entire life. meals that make you go “actually I could go vegetarian again”
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incorrectbatfam · 3 months
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Jason: Arson? Oh, you mean crime brûlée.
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celestialprincesse · 5 months
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John Price and his Investigator!GF📼🤍
The two meet through Laswell, who brings her as a favour in to review some patchy mission reports, and make sense of things that shouldn't add up.
The moment he sees her analytical eyes flit across pages, gaze sharp as a knife and laser focussed, he's already falling, and that's not something that comes easy to him.
Immediately once she's finished up with helping Laswell, and the 141 by extension, he's asking her to join him for dinner - like, literally as she's walking to her car.
She's intrigued by him, and also a little flattered that the somewhat gruff captain is so eager to spend time with her, to pick her brains on something that doesn't involve crime scene reports or interrogation transcripts.
The two have dinner in a quiet, atmospheric restaurant that makes the best Creme Brûlée in the city, and they chatter happily over a nice bottle of wine, both careful to skirt around the topic of each others hectic work lives.
Pretty soon they're living together in a cozy flat just on the outskirts of town, near enough that the commute to work isn't too long, far enough that they're away from the bustle and stress of the inner city, something that John Knows makes her hold her breath. She's seen what happens when people are too densely packed together.
They exchange 'be safes' instead of kisses before they get on their respective trains, desensitised to the dangers of their careers.
When he's deployed, John has someone check in on her at least once a week, and calls whenever he can get signal, even just for a few minutes to make sure she's alright, and vice versa.
The 141 absolutely adore her, and think she's the coolest. They also consider her one of their own, and whenever any of them are home whilst Price isn't, they're dropping in to make sure she's okay, making sure she knows that she can call any of them if there's ever any trouble.
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Jeff: Arson? I think you mean crime brûlée.
Y/N: NO-
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insaneace26 · 4 months
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beez
Tfa Bee: Hand me the people opener. Tfe Bee: … Tfe Bee: Pardon? Tfa Bee, annoyed: The g! Just hand it to me! Tfe Bee, stressed: WHAT THE FUCK IS A PEOPLE OPENER? Tfa Bee: How do you not know what a people opener is? Its pointy- you know? With a handle? Tfe Bee: Knife. It's called a knife.
Tfa Bee: See, the problem is, other me, you’re playing 3D chess. I’m playing 4D. G1 Bee: I’m playing checkers. I don’t know what the fuck you’re playing.
Cyberverse Bee: I don’t know the first thing about clothes. Pretty much all I can do is look at something and tell you if it’s clothes or not. This chair? Not clothes.
Tfa Bee: Arson? Oh, you mean "crime brûlée".
Cyberverse Bee: I really like Eminem. Tfa Bee: I prefer skittles. Tfe Bee: They are talking about the rapper. Tfa Bee: Why would they eat the wrapper?
Tfe Bee: The risk I took was calculated but, man, am I bad at math.
Tfe Bee: The salary of a clown is 51,000 dollars. Tfe Bee, gesturing to G1 Bee and Tfa Bee fighting: And yet these idiots do it daily, and for free!
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agirlfromanotherworld · 2 months
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Dazai: Arson? Oh, you mean 'crime brûlée'
Chuuya: ...
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thrushforreal · 1 month
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I threw names in a quote generator again!
Duke: Do dragons fart fire?
Trace: I don't know
Duke: I thought you went to college?
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Cass: I reserve the right to judge a movie based on when it was made, thank you very much
Babs: You consider everything made before 2000 old and bad
Cass: And I reserve that right! After all...
Cass: I bet you wouldn't like the average movie made in 1879!
Babs: There were no movies made in 1879
Cass: *slams table* WRONG! There was ONE movie made in 1879! The first movie! A zoopraxioscope of a horse galloping!
Duke: Oooh! Let's ask Dick if he saw it in theatres!
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Duke: If you really want to get back at a man, scare him with a pregnancy test. I've got a whole box of old positives back at my house.
Steph: You're an American treasure.
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Trace: I'm going to get myself some soup
Babs: Be careful not to burn yourself, it's hot
Trace: Pfft, I won't burn myself
*30 seconds later*
Trace, entering the room: I burned myself
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Tim: You know what I've learned from my friendship with Jason?
Trace: There's no such thing as too mean?
Duke: Never let your family know for sure if you like them?
Dick: Always hold a grudge?
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Jason: They can't make me admit France exists, right? Legally, that's not allowed.
Jason: Sure, if France was REAL I'd say I liked it
Jason: But who's to say
Duke: I think France isn't real
Tim: Duke, you've been to France
Duke: And???
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Babs: Yesterday, I overheard Damian saying, "Are you sure this is a good idea?" And Duke replying "Trust me," and I have never moved from one room to another so quickly in my life.
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Steph: Arson? Oh, you mean "crime brûlée"
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Steph: *in a jail cell* What about my Miranda rights!? You're supposed to say I have 'the right to remain silent'! NOBODY SAID I HAD THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT!
Duke: *in the cell next to her* You have the right to remain silent, what you lack is the capacity.
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Tim: As a responsible adult
Steph: *chuckles*
Tim: ... As a responsible adult—
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Dick: No, this is not a mess. You know what I consider a mess?
Cass: Your life?
Dick: I- well, yes, but-
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Damian: The real treasure was the memories we made along the way.
Steph: I almost died
Damian: That...was my favorite memory.
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And that's all for now!
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military-newsboys · 1 month
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Race: Arson? Oh, you mean "crime brûlée"
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girl-named-matty · 3 months
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Sebastian: Arson? Oh, you mean "crime brûlée".
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incorrectx-menquotes · 2 months
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Arson? More like Crime Brûlée!
Pyro
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