#Philip the tall

[amoritasart]

I am using baby Philip as a unit of measurement. Two baby Philips roughly equal one full size Belos. Luz is half a baby Philip shorter than Belos.

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

i’m so mad i googled “there’s an air of faggotry in the catholic church” and this is the first image to come up. what in the 2015

@whatsitcalledfromthingy DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS??

[tboyswag]

philip marlowe from fictional detectives of the hardboiled crime genre has tboy swag!

[absinthefog]

some cheebs

[uhhh-ghouls007]

Love them!!

[tiny-sassy-aggressive]

I sometimes forget Dan is taller than Phil, like by an inch or so but still taller than

Then I see this, and yeah I know posture but in this particular photo he’s so much taller than Phil but then there’s this

And he’s so much smaller and needing to look up to Phil.

Not to be dramatic or anything but I think Dan just likes looking up to Phil… or has bad posture. OR MAYBE BOTH?? Who am I to say

[justdanielhowell]

[shadow0-1]

domestic mornings uwuwuwu

[silverfoxstole]

The TVM cast (and producer) at conventions.

[nicecurves]

[grandmaster-anne]

February 1965 Prince Philip at an Art Exhibit in Khartoum City during Queen Elizabeth II's visit to Sudan.

[warriorfujoshi]

look at them

[jawbonejoe]

Had a quorum about Eddie Mars with @imat711yallneedanything and we agreed that the big lie of The Big Sleep is actually several different small lies Marlowe is telling the audience, specifically about his age, height, build, the way women react to him and the way Eddie Mars reacted to him. Marlowe will not lie to the audience about what happened to the people who suffered but he will for sure tell you he’s 6’2”, 34 yrs old, strapping and desired by rich women and gangsters while all along he’s ugly, 52, and 5’5” (god’s perfect height)

[cliozaur]

Philip Quast looks so inspired, while other people seem lost.

[trying-harder-then-u]

Philip wasn't used to all the stares he was getting from his workers; for god's sake, he was the CEO, and they should be paying respect to him, but instead all the builders to whom he paid the salary just stared in confusion and pity at the tall man in his suit guiding the investors around the construction site.

His black suit, thin build, and clean-shaven appearance drew a harsh contrast to the men that watched. The bored faces of the investors showed that they were just as interested in this as he was, so it was a respite when he managed to excuse himself to go to the bathroom.

Stumbling along, dirt and dust caking his boots, he finally ran into the manager of the property, a bulky man with a short fuse. "Where is the bathroom?" he inquired, only greeted by a judging glance as he stared down. "It's employee only; the public bathroom is a block away." Philip was shocked by the never-ending argument, but he made a mental note to find some recourse for the attitude. He picked his way through the clogged city blocks, finally coming to the public bathrooms.

As he walked into the graffiti-covered stall, he felt his disgust build as he saw a strange liquid covering not just the floor but the bathrooms and walls as well. and judging from the smell, he could tell where this liquid came from. Knowing that he didn't have time to waste, he quickly rolled up toilet paper and wiped down the seat of the toilet. After a few seconds, he went to chuck it when he stepped into a large puddle of cum, glaring at the gunk stuck on his heel. Using the wall to support him as he tried to scrape it off, he only managed to get it on his clothes before finally feeling more drip from the roof on top of his bald head.

Now thoroughly disgusted, he went to leave but found he couldn't; he seemed to be...

rooted to the spot? Phillip's whole body began to shiver as his eyes moved rapidly in his sockets. The shivering began to localize on his legs as a cracking sound filled the air. Did the door seem to grow bigger and bigger, or was he getting smaller? He remembered from the view that his height had gone from 6 feet 3 to 5 feet 6. His mind kept screaming as his body tingled, his thin arms tingled, and he began to thicken along with his legs, a small gut growing out.

His pale skin soon would change too as his skin darkened and tanned, matching that of his many workers. changed rapidly now, his once clean, shaven body growing hair all over and his slightly below-average "tool" shrinking a few inches. Finally able to leave, he felt his head fuzz as if his thoughts were being yelled at him through glass, but he did begin to panic when he didn't return to his investors but rather to the man. "Where have you been?" Phillip thought he was yelling; he couldn't hear anything, though. Looking down, his clothes also changed to a plain tee and some shorts; he truly looked just like a worker now.

The next 5 hours, his body went on autopilot, working harder than his old body ever had, but when the work day finally ended, he kept walking to a house he had never seen, climbing stairs after stairs before finally coming to a door that reeked of cum and sweat. Opening in, he saw a young Latino man, no pants, and busy playing some kind of video game. He somehow knew that this was the man whose cum had covered the bathroom that had caused all this.

glancing over the man—his boyfriend? No, that can't be. He was married, and his thoughts were getting harder. Mmm, Phillipe could see the bulge in the other man's underwear, and the other man obviously could see Phillipe's eyes. "Why don't you come help Daddy out, baby?" excitedly he moved forward and began stripping his BF. "That's it, ik you liked the stuff you found in the bathroom you slut, come get some from the source" as he greedily sucked away his memories. Natural, his Spanish accent? attractive to the ladies, not like he needs it with his boyfriend around. His memories shifted fully, and Philip was gone. He was Philip, a Mexican immigrant working hard so his hot boyfriend could play games. His life was difficult with working and then doing all the chores, but at least he got some good dick. and not a person would miss who he was...

[justdanielhowell]

✌️// we are all doomed, 2022