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todds-diary · 2 months
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That's it
I'm revamping my LoTF sitcom au
It's restarting from the top
I tried to restrain myself
But the impulsive thoughts won
LET IT HAPPEN VIC!!!!
i should make matching robert and maurice pfps for the au :’)
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gaystan · 5 months
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can you just post a pic so we know if you're hot?
haaha no!! dude this isn’t that kind of blog, come on. this is a place for south park
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o-wyrmlight · 3 months
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Chapter 8 of A Toast to the Pigs: A fanfic where Harry Du Bois didn't lose his memory in Martinaise and still has to solve the case of the Hanged Man. Today is an autopsy. As always, mind the tags.
You’ve touched the dead man’s hair. Congratulations. You’ve discovered he’s dead but cared about his looks before he croaked. You deserve a medal of honor, bratan. And now look at you—tenderly touching this man’s scalp, fingers running through his hair. The strands stick damply to your latex glove that’s a size too small for you. The fleshy scalp is cold and clammy. There is no life inside that skull.
You while away the time like this. Pet the corpse. There, there, happy-dead man. He is safe now. You will find his killer. You will bite the bit of justice. It is your destiny to do so. His skin is a star chart of bumps and freckles. Your fingers press into the scalp, stroking his hair back like some kind of cat. Your fingers try to put his hair back into place, and you start to wonder where Kim is—what’s taking him so long. The moment you look over your shoulder, your fingers press down. Something— Bump. There is—how odd. Do you have a bump there, Harry? Touch your head and see. No? Then you’re fucking insane. Where is Kim? You need to verify your insanity, but he is absent. Call the child over instead. Let him touch the body. You’re so responsible, so… …What do you mean he feels it, too?
“Is it him?”
Grit, Kim decided. That voice was a tired grit.
Voice curling with smoke, the Communications Officer explained: “Lieutenant Kitsuragi from the 57th Precinct says he's working with your partner on the Martinaise case.”
“The fuck?” The gritty man on the other line scoffed, voice tight. “Why the fuck are you calling in, then? We’ve been trying to reach shitkid since yesterday.”
So this was Harrier’s partner. What was it—Vic Dick? Vic? That must have been a part of the man’s name. Victor, perhaps? Victory—a war name? Or was it a last name?
“Satellite-Officer Vicquemare is asking why you are calling the precinct instead of Officer Du Bois,” the smoky-voiced man sighed.
Vicquemare. So it was a last name. Kim glanced at the Kineema door, imagining the woman on the other side, watching—listening in on this conversation. He chewed carefully on his words, trying to consider how best to filter them, when somebody on the other side slammed his hand on the desk.
“No, wait. Don’t tell me. He’s getting drunk.” He bit the word out with bitterness and loathing, spitting it confidently into the open air. That was resentment. Anger. Kim felt his spine tighten, fingers clenching around the transceiver. “Getting his fucking dick wet in another bottle.”
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toddreblogslotf · 2 months
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I'm never doing a public poll again, people are mean. 😭😭😭
My mutuals are sooo much nicer
theatre kids r very…. interesting from my personal experiences with them 😭😭🫶! most of them are super nice and generous but there’s that small amount that are just unkind and they make an awful stereotype so true.
I HOPE YOURE OKAY ☹️☹️🙏 you literally just made a poll half of the comments you got on it were so unnecessary bcs like,,,, if ur musical wasn’t on there maybe you weren’t the target audience it clearly seemed aimed at younger theatre kids imo 😭
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willgrahamsbecoming · 8 months
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what is your opinion on the bunnings Christmas magpies
HKHKJSJKDHSD
KILL! !!!!!! ! ! DESTROY
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kopiksu · 1 year
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im so glad not many people follow me on tumblr LMFOAOA
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indouloureux · 2 years
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dailydccomics · 5 months
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VicKory tag-team! Titans #7 art by Travis Moore
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tomatoart · 1 month
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Think abt it…? well I did☝️🤓
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fandoms-spamdom · 2 years
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chawliekin · 1 month
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and if I said that dennis’ insistence on being the breadwinner/provider despite literally being a pampered princess who dgaf about traditional roles of masculinity in every other regard (aside from ego) is because his mom only stayed with/chose frank for his wealth and dennis is highly aware that he’s difficult to love and unable to show his emotions openly so he has to be contributing something to the relationship materially in order to feel like he’s worth staying for… and mac grew up with parents who were extremely ambivalent to him and eachother so he has to overcompensate by proving his worth at every given moment and seeking praise/validation from people (and religious icons) who will never demonstrate the same amount of dedication to him but he has no idea how else to desperately keep himself close to those he loves other than by eroding himself into something they’ll approve of… dear god they’re both exactly what the other needs — someone who can’t and won’t leave them even if they try — and they don’t even see it…
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todds-diary · 2 months
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What if I just made a Robert ask blog
i’d make a maurice one to match BWHAHAHAHAV
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themotherofhorses · 1 year
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his handmaid's tales (masterlist)
pairing: aemond targaryen x handmaid!reader
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For his twentieth nameday, Queen Alicent had gifted her second son his very own handmaid. “He is the only of my children not to have one. I’d like for her to be sweet and devoted and quick on her feet, a girl who will swear her undying loyalty and service unto him and his needs,” she had declared. We’re to believe Prince Aemond graciously accepted this gift, much to the delight of the queen. But Queen Alicent herself never expected pure and true romance to blossom. So smitten was the prince with this girl, the pretty bastard daughter of a serving wench from Harrenhal (as Mushroom claimed). Towards the end of 130 AC, Prince Aemond had taken his handmaid as his bedmate, and later sired all three of her children. Any hour away from his dragon was spent in the company of his “sweet girl”, as he soon dubbed her. These are the tales of their love story.
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"i am looking for a maid, preferably one of eight-and-ten...a young handmaid for my second son, aemond."
aemond realizes he’s fallen in love with his handmaid five months later as he stands outside his bedchamber.
“please,” aemond begs, keeping you flush against him as he nuzzles your breasts. “allow me to make love to you, sweet girl.”
“she is pregnant.” his queen mother’s palm slams heavily down on the dark council table, loud as a thunderclap. “she is pregnant! aemond!”
“she’s a bastard—‘innit the truth, mother?”
lucerys velaryon witnesses a moment he should've never laid eyes upon.
cassandra baratheon dreams of prince aemond. the same cannot be said for prince aemond himself.
intimate moments:
bath time
against his desk
practice
others:
flowers and courting
mother's day special
hair braiding
family picnic
sfw headcanons
handmaid!reader tag
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hypo-critic-art · 5 months
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Some of my photogram works inspired by Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein :]
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angryricepudding · 7 months
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Vic Sage and Danny Fenton because I'm still in that dp x dc phase
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Mr. Sage is in dire need of sleep, which to a hypocritical Danny, is unacceptable
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sophiebiikes · 1 day
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leave a capricorn to focus on the detail that fully does not matter.
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