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jae-in-a-trenchcoat · 5 months
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Happy birthday old man :)
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theeio · 5 months
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thanks to teny i have been thinking of them again
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rise-of-arcadia · 1 month
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It is my thinking about them again hours (8 am)
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queen-of-hobgobblers · 2 months
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I think I might be doing Tumblr wrong because instead of wlw and mlm ships, I usually get attached to queer(coded) m/f ships
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valentimmy · 1 year
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pov you stepped on Archie’s tail 
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eka-paige · 7 months
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Never forget what they took from us
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ashildrofarcadia · 1 month
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Douxie and Zoe have to change so much about themselves throughout the ages. Sure, exquisite calligraphy was fine for a few centuries, but as soon as we hit the 80s it started to look really strange. Don’t even get me started on the wardrobe changes.
I reckon they got so good at spotting patterns in how new styles emerge and die, they have the whole fashion evolution of the next few centuries prophecised.
Good thing punk’s never dead 🤘
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sweetkever · 2 months
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sopafa · 1 year
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Zoe likes to show her new haircut.
And I like to practice messy painting with no lineart but sketch.
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magus95 · 7 months
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X: why do you love Zoe?
Me: Yes.
The reason is that not a reason.
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jae-in-a-trenchcoat · 3 months
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Sometimes I just need to draw these guys
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megan0013 · 6 months
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hotel arcadia au (douxie and zoe, 2/9)
WARNINGS: death, murder, gun violence
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1930’s:
it’s just money.
they never hurt anyone. not like all those other outlaws who kidnap and maim and murder for fun or clout or because something goes wrong. no. they’re organized, precise. they get in and get out. hell, most people don’t even know they were privy to a robbery until they see it in the headlines the next day.
it’s just money.
they don’t take chances, either. if there’s even the slightest doubt in the plan, they scrap it and move on. no use dying for a little thrill.
except that’s what’s happening right now, isn’t it? they messed up somewhere and the local sherif got tipped off somehow, and now douxie’s bleeding out all over the leather interior of his prized v8 and zoe’s frantically trying to put pressure on the bullet hole in his chest without running the car off the road.
the hotel comes into view and she slams on the gas, desperate to put more distance between her and the officers on their tail. if she can get them to their room, she can barricade them in and negotiate some sort of deal.
yes. yes, that’s all there is to it.
they never hurt anyone.
there’s no porte-cochère at the entrance, just a magnificent marble staircase that offers very little in the way of cover. it doesn’t matter. zoe brings the car to a skidding stop right at the base and somehow manages to pull her partner out of it before the first siren can even be heard wailing on the drive.
zoe supports douxie’s weight the best she can as she hauls him up the steps, and she’s starting to think she can pull this off when something small and angular and an unnaturally pale shade of blue darts across her path.
she goes down with a cry and douxie, well, he goes with her.
he never gets back up.
zoe sobs against his still chest, begging him not to leave her even as the light in his hazel eyes – once, so bright and full of life – fades away forever.
she doesn’t want to let go of him. not now, not ever. but he wouldn’t want her to give up, would he? no. no, he’d want her to keep going. to run. to live. so, she does. she lurches to her feet and stumbles her way up to the top of the staircase, reaches out…
the first bullet catches her in the right shoulder, the second her left hip.
pain erupts across her back as she falls through the door into the grand foyer. but she keeps going, clawing her way forward as blood stains the tiled floor crimson.
she makes it halfway to the elevator before giving in.
no use dying for a little thrill.
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(jim and barbara, 1/9, here)
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rise-of-arcadia · 10 months
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comfort ship go brrrr
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hanabi-hb · 2 years
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#ssmonth2022
Day 5: crossover ✨
🍅🌸: together!
Tried my best to reproduce something like zouxie in sasusaku version. Them from the "tales of arcadia" (Douxie Casperan and Zoe). An artist from our sasusaku fandom works on them, and i thought this version would be cool.
More info: https://twitter.com/AcervoSakura/status/1542257638079172608?t=FaDMMS_IUPXZIFNBNJ0uwg&s=19
If by any chance the tribute hurts or doesn't please the original artist, please just let me know so I can delete it. Thanks ❤️
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valentimmy · 1 year
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didnt post the zouxie batman au here and i think that’s a crime so
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kosmaatique · 2 years
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What a gentleman!
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ZOUXIE WEEK, DAY ONE! Date night.
I like to think that they're going to a fancy restaurant to have dinner, that's why they look so formal!
@moppetwithamanbun
@emsprovisions
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the rough sketch looks so messy sjdbjsbdj
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