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scrumptiousstuffs · 1 year

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Only Friends Episode 9 - The Return

In which this is the episode where we see second chance kick in and growth in (almost) all our characters (FINALLY 🥹)

Mew and Top

We start with Mew waking up after the disastrous Halloween party, hungover and feeling generally unwell following his hard booze and drugs spell the night before. He also just seems exhausted and tired from well, everything.

Thankfully Top is working hard to gain Mew’s trust and repair his broken relationship with the former. And you can tell it’s working - Mew may continue to resist him, but as the episode progresses, he starts to soften up especially after he sees how Top treats his moms (like the queens 👸 they are!!! - love them by the way, and I reckon the moms are already planning a wedding in their head for their baby boy and Top 🤣🤣🤣)

I’m also glad that Top took the high road with the whole Ray/Sand /Mew situation. Ray continues to be a disaster muffin, just maybe slight less than previous episodes (I really wished he had spoken to Mew upfront before kissing Sand in the music room, but I get it though…🤦🏻‍♀️). Anyway, I’m pleased to see Top eventually deciding against using the recording (but also, what’s with all the boys doing illegal recording in these show???? 😫), instead quietly just trying to prove to Mew with actions instead - he was a smooth operator with how he endeared himself to Mew’s moms 🤌🤌🤌🤌. And so, I was happy to see Mew finally admitting he still loves (and misses Top), wanting to give their relationship a second chance.

Also, some of my fav scenes were the RayMew conversations we had - the initial one in Mew's living room with their aborted makeout session when Mew could not go through with it. And while the conversation got heated, it highlights to them how unsuited they are as a couple with Mew still loving Top and can never see Ray beyond a friend. Similarly, their conversation outside the social service office was equally pleasing (and it penned out so differently the way I thought) - Both acknowledging their relationship was a farce - 1) Ray having loved Mew for so long didn’t want to miss a given opportunity, although as we know from the start [and now Ray finally clueing - his love for Mew is different with the love he has for Sand] 2) Mew knowingly use Ray to get revenge on Top.

I had to revisit the whole episode to get why Mew didn’t feel betrayed with the whole Sand/Ray situation - because on the surface, it does seem similar to what Top did to him. But I guess the biggest difference is that Mew loves Top as a partner (so the betrayal definitely hit harder) while he has never seen Ray as a lover (and as Mew pointed out, Ray never really hid his attraction and love for Sand).

Now that we have Boeing entering the radar again (hello Mond, looking as handsome as ever!!!), it will be interesting to see how the whole Top/Mew/Boeing (and Sand?) pens out.

Ray and Sand

I think this whole episode was Ray figuring out his feelings and where he stands with both Mew and Sand. We see a hint of it from episode 8, where the thought of Sand leaving made him panic (and on hindsight, I think that's why Ray suggested threesome THREE times now - the girl at the bar, Mr Freddie Mercury and Nick. I mean it seems funny at first, but I genuinely thinks its Ray way of saying - "if this is who Sand's like/seeing now, I don't care, as long as he continues to pay attention to me.") Although, with how possessive Ray is of Sand (and the way he clings to Sand during sleep), I don't think threesome is on the card for these two.

I must admit, each SandRay scene this episode was riveting - from the deliciously tense confrontation they had in the music room, where the emotions and frustration from both side tip over, resulting in the ill-advised kiss (I mean it was a great kiss, nobody can deny their chemistry here, 10/10 from me) - this was also the first instance Ray acknowledging he understands his feelings for Sand more. Unfortunately, Sand is fed up (and he is also very much aware Ray has yet to properly break up with Mew). BUT, I still wish Ray has spoken to Mew about his feelings for Sand before the whole kiss.

And when that was followed by Ray pursuing Sand in the middle of the country, driving for hours late at night, just so he can cuddle and seek comfort from Sand after arguing with Mew - yeah, I think that's when Sand possibly started to soften his already battered boundary and completely giving in.

Plus, them finally having an honest conversation about their feelings - with Sand admitting he really likes Ray (and vice versa) or Ray reciprocating by stating Sand was the last person in his mind when he thought he was going to die in the car crash....and well, we all know what followed suit (the whole camper van scene was beautifully shot, it's amazing to see the contrast of their first hook up where it was all lust and fire versus softness and absolute intimacy once they admit their feelings - anyway, good job boys!!!)

I am looking forward to see how they navigate their relationship now Mew is no longer in the picture and Ray likely heading towards rehab (also, we have yet to see the massive fight between SandRay that was shown in the MV/trailer...where Sand smashes his plum wine in frustration....nor the soft scene with both of them in the bathtub together - smoking and drinking)

Nick and Boston

Ah Nick - He wins MVP for this episode. His friendship with Sand is great to watch (Team Second Option for the WIN!!!) - from them just vibing out in the wood, to him suggesting a makeout session and then giggling that they feel nothing for each other and him being the fairy godfather to the whole SandRay situation…👌👌👌

Also, the whole conversation with Boston was raw and vulnerable (I can't believe I got emotional watching it!!! Over asshole Ton!). I mean, Nick is a weirdo (and slightly creepy) - this is a guy who masturbated on a client photo and wire-taping his FWB’s car. But, he genuinely loves Ton and when he had his farewell conversation with Ton, you can feel his sincerity for Ton (although, do they really have to do it in the toilet????).

I'm also happy to see Nick trying to move on with Dan (and who would have thought it was Nick who suggested Daddy to Dan?), although I think we can safely say if Ton ever wants to get back with Nick, Dan will likely be drop like a hot potato sack.

As for Ton, this episode is probably the first time we see a crack in his armour. He seems genuinely affected with Nick's farewell conversation (I mean the guy dropped his one-night stand and tried to chase after Nick, before realising Nick was with Dan - and wow, seeing Ton's eyes - is that some wistfulness? Maybe a hint of sadness??).

I'm also looking forward to see how the whole Nick/Ton situation pens out (from the episode 10 preview - we see Nick/Ton having some much needed one-to-one conversation with Ton finally acknowledging he is an asshole - as I say, we finally seeing some growth in the characters!!!!)

As usual, a jumble of emotions after watching this episode - my personal fav scenes include the Ray/Mew conversations (both in the living room and outside the social service office), Ray barging into SandNick cuddling session time (I cackled) and of course, the soft, intimate scene in the camper van (let's be honest, most of us FK stans out there is still probably living in that moment)

So, is it Saturday yet?

08/10/2023

#only friends the series #episode 9 #khaotung thanawat #first kanaphan #firstkhao #sandray #book kasidet #force jiratchapong #Neo trai #mark pakin #lookjun bhasidi #papang phromphiriya #title kirati #summary #OF summary

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unicornsaures · 5 months

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hi doli this is a yap pass you know the drill :333

i figure everybody needs one every once in a while

- ash

YEAH OKAY WOOHOOOO I LOVE YAP PASSES

we are up thinking about dally. again. as always. most specifically sh dally TRUTH. god i love 'taboo' hcs...but also dally and johnny's entire dynamic as it is so honestly ill start with that first because looordddd do i have THOUGHTS.

tw// sh and suicide!! im yapping about dally be warned

okay so obviously we know johnny is 'obsessive,' but i think some people forget that if we take into account what the fuck happrned, dally is equally - if not more - obsessive as johnny is. I think they both just demonstrate it differently than each other. Johnny shows it in a more straightforward, 'worshipping,' way, but dally demonstrates it in a more discreet way I guess? Its discreet until the end at least, i mean he literally killed himself for johnny🤷‍♀️

what i find interesting about their dynamic though is that it in no way could be healthy. that is mutual obsession at its FINEST and it can. NOT. end well. One dies, the other dies. One leaves, the other is ruined, if not both of them ruined. Problem with this is one of them is bound to die in every universe. Usually, if any were to die first, it would be Dally. Hell, he was close to snapping by the time johnny died anyway, i dont think he wouldve lasted long even if johnny lived. Bit the problem with this is thag if dally died first, johnny would probably feel like an empty shell of a person if you get what i mean? Like, Dally was one of the things Jonny loved, but he loved him the hardest. Johnny loved ponyboy, but in a different way than he loved Dally. And im not just talking about the fhance of romantic love either. No, im talking about idolization and putting each other on a pedestal. For johnny, this pedestal isnt fragile, it would take a lot to break. But i think for dally, hes holding johnny higher than the rest, yeah, but it doesnt take much for that pedestal to crumble.

So, back to what i said earlier, dally was one of the things johnny loved, but johnny was the only thing dally loved. Recipe for disaster. Johnny loved him and idolized him, dally thought of him as a purpose to keep going. I mean, Dally really didnt know how to handle his emotions at all and he saw himself as someone who had to protect johnny. (i know thats a big reason on why he reacted the way he did.) He thought he failed and whatnot, but that also doesnt excuse the fact they blatantly favored each other over most of the gang(exception being ponyboy, but even then i dont think johnny favored either.)

In short, dally was a mess who couldnt handle emotions and instead of figuring out his own brain and traumas, decided to take to johnny and do his best to protect him because hes like, the one person who doesnt hold a grudge against Dallas. I have hcs and whatnot about why he got drawn to johnny(like he saw himself in the kid, even if he was only a year older, but that aint canon so🤷‍♀️.)

Their dynamic fucks me up so hard and in tired of pretending they would be healthy. they wouldnt!! they would be HORRIBLE for each other!!! they would feed into each others obsession, probably get extremely jealous over each other, and they would be completely unaware about how bad they are together. Yes, they are portrayed as a duo, but dallys way of dealing with his struggles is ignoring them til he snaps. Johnnys way of dealing with his is also ignoring them until he snaps.

They both showed that they at least had suicidal thoughts and again, if someone ended up killing themself, it would br a punch to the gut for the other. This is IGNORING the constant worrying that would be going on that the other is in danger, the other may have killed themself, the other hates them, etc etc. They both demonstrated suicidal thoughts. they both demonstrates obsessive behavior. put those two togetehr and youre getting the worst of both worlds. Im not even gonna get into what woukd happen if someone DID end up killing themself because thag would be a violent circle of self hatred and guilt for whoever lived if not an immediate death. For johnny i think he would try and live on but constantly blame himself that it was his fault he died, or he would instantly follow after him. With dally, he would get mad. oh he would br a ball of anger and hate and he would snap much like he did in the movie, if not worse. I think hr would also blame himself for the reasoning AND the fact that he wasnt enough for johnny, difference being he would probably end up dying an hour after he got the news.

Alrighty, time for sh dally truth now because this man is the embodiment of self destruction and i think there is no way he wouldnt have at least TRIED it. This is partly me projecting my own problems onto characters but also i genuinely think its in his character to actually do it, yknow? Part of me thinks he would do it to seem tough, that he can handle pain and he would ise that as an excuse to keep going cause no ones stopping him. The other part of my brain is saying that he would do it as a genuine coping mechanism or the desire to feel pain.

From firsthand experience im saying..neither! Im seeing it as a way for him to get an adrenaline rush, if not for a little bit of pain/'punishment.' Most of his reckless behavior is, from what i see, the result of getting bored. He sees normal living and to him its boring. He wants to shake shit up and start problems and rven then, he gets bored of that too. Eventually, he's bound to run out of things to give him that rush of adrenaline anymore and yk. sh is just there. its new, it lets him get an 'adrenaline rush' for the time being and then he'll stop. Then he does it again, then he stops, and its a cycle until surprise surprise, it turns into a comfort more than anything!

Instead of getting an adrenaline rush for a little, it calms him down and he realizes he likes that WAY more. add in his already self destructive nature i doubt he'd see much wrong with it, too. Just as a thing he does to 'calm down.' I dont even think hed have a 'main form.' Cvtting, burning, whatever, i dont think hed use one more than the other. Whatever he can get his hands on in that moment is fair game.

I could go more into the psych of it all if i wanted but im summing it up to a subconscious need to feel pain accompanied by an addiction and a false sense of euphoria. I also have a lot of ideas about the gang finding out and either being extremely concerned or chalking jt up to 'yeah, thats dally.' because they know they wouldnt be able to do jack shit to stop him. so yeah. youre welcome for the yap

#dolirants #asks #lordy im so sorry for this this is long asf AHAHDBBF #tw long post #dally<3 #jally<3 #my hcs

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batw1nggg · 4 months

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Is there a post you've made about why komaeda and mikan together is toxic or can you explain what you mean by the patient/doctor thing? I don't ship it I just also don't know why it would be bad

so i’ve gotten some good input from other anons before on why this doctor/patient dynamic is a terrible idea. komamiki can only be healthy if they gradually come to see each other as equals - if you’ve gone through mikan’s FTEs, youd see why mikan having a romantic partner medically dependent on her is. a recipe for disaster lol. ESPECIALLY since we are talking about pairing mikan with The terminally ill (x2! cancer and dementia!) character. he’d be so heavily reliant on her just for basic quality of life and it would become so ugly SO quick. mikan’s desire for control + komaeda’s belief in his inherent inferiority to the ultimates = bad bad bad bad.

also. just talking about doctor/patient dynamics in general. like this is a thing in the medical world that you Cannot operate on a loved one like imagine having to do an extremely intricate heart surgery on like your mom or something and you botch it like her own kid fucked her up for life thats Gonna Get Messy. and in therapy too im pretty sure it’s against the code to date a client because again. you shouldnt be dependent on a partner to heal. it’s just professionalism

point three. that is a gay man and a lesbian 👍 and also they kind of just straight up hate each other. you saw chapter 3 (‘oh ko but mikan was despaired thats why they hated each other’ no. she was sick of his bullshit.) in the anime he straight up knocks her to the ground to get to makoto. Theyre Beefing and not in the cool enemies to lovers tension way they just. Clash. personality wise

anyways I’ve said this before and i’ll say it again. the ugliness of their dynamic has the potential to be very interesting to explore (platonically. for me. see point three). there’s undeniably an understanding of each other’s minds between the two (after trial 3 when mikan’s like ‘you dont understand? is that because youve never been loved? i feel sorry for you’) theyre people who have both lived loveless lives, they see that in each other. and, in this case, mikan uses this understanding as a way to attack komaeda on a deeply personal level. because She Gets It too.

the issue is when shippers try to masquerade them as able to be healthy right off the bat and ignore all of these blaring red flags when examining these blaring red flags is. literally The thing that makes them interesting. it’s so watered down and Heterosexual its. ugh. Blehhhhh.

#asks #ko’s danganronpa ramblings #long post #ship hate

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lacunasbalustrade · 10 months

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notes whilst writing this insufferable idol lyric docs fic

mon. 4. dec.

voracious jewellery collector tries to rob cute jewellery shop owner of their rings and force them to bend the knee: villainous ohohoho (jk lol)

thus the K-pop 白痴 (knows zero about K-pop) attempts to write a fic about lyric docs- what can I say I love nothing better than a challenge (borderline masochistic suspicions)

line break because this is going to be long u have been warned. this is gonna be a journal for me ignoring the fact that tumblr itself is a journal

someone is going to know my suffering at stumbling headfirst into this world of idols. likely Kyoya. but i may change my mind

where the hell are those screenshots where mio and i discussed this. if you can’t tell already I’m one of those ridiculous ppl who needs the whole guidebook of encyclopaedic references to write.

went back the entire six months worth of conversations and finally found it, cringing at my every message like my dear God intended

I’m keeping all the lyric doc tabs open so I can read whilst i write

okay not Kyoya he’s into this too much

Rouga you’re my everything you’re my soul you’re just as dead as i am about this ‘what if we just go with disaster’

don’t get me wrong I’m enjoying this I’m just the kind of person to complain about everything and bitch all the way through only to appear with a shiny smile at the end of it

that is to say i like the steep learning curve but i also like to keep myself aware of how much I’m doing so i get to laugh at myself when i say ‘no problems’ later on

what do you call that character type

nvm back to writing

we’re starting this with a voiceover because i say so. draft here “future card buddyfight is a game that connects to parallel universes and allows monsters and humans to become buddies. in the wake of global events that have shattered his reputation, Gaen Kyoya decides to restart his cult by starting an (apparently) harmless idol management agency. By traveling to other worlds on a universal tour, will his newly formed idol groups be able to compete with the local talent? Will Gaen Kyoya be able to regain his reputation as a heartthrob? Most importantly, will the press-ganged idols ever get to play Buddyfight again? an earth-shattering screech is heard from the Gaen Tower. “Daddy always told me I’d be a star!”

Gaen Kyoya gives Shido Magoroku a strained smile. He’s in it to win it whatever the game. It’s too late to back out now, although he absolutely regrets - regrets, not deserves this.

rouga is doing the voiceover. this is disaster, the world tour movie. we’re gonna keep that secret till the end of the fic. (publishes this draft instantly and fails to keep any secret) whatever movies are announced anyway and it’s more fun to hype this up.

tasuku is not in an idol group as far as i have surmised from a quick scan- over. so he’s just going to show up to every performance and laugh at them. bro finally got to catch a break (and a good laugh)

wait ILL MAKE IT SEEM LIKE ITS ENDED AND THEN FLASHBACK TO ACE IDOL GROUPS AND BE LIKE - YOU THOUGHT, SUCKER, ITS NOT OVER YET!!!!

ah. I’m publishing this draft later. Should i just delete number 15 for my reputation?

nahhhhh.

if you couldn’t tell already I’m writing this as i go so this thought process is in chronological order

i already know I’m never going to read this again this guidebook to the movie director’s thought process comes at the cost of my dignity

who am i kidding i have no such thing called dignity (meow)

this is my reference draft so I’m going to drop the cropped screenshots here for ease of rememberance

note: is polery a thing??? anyways

oh my gosh. mio u really changed two names because i liked certain options better. i love you.

I’ve become softer because now I find the options for band names I like are different (reverie, paradoxus, wishing star and hikari to tomo ni) which really makes me want to break down.

I am in a better place, a quieter place, and it shows. (charting my own growth like a parent checking their child’s height against markings on the wall)

22. there are basically two bands from first season can i really stretch the whole fic out and really make it seem like it ended with just that

23. who am I kidding I’ll be lucky if i can even stretch the fic out my highest amount of words so far is 3000 I haven’t even finished my long fic for Tasuku yet (hellooooo, my dearest procrastination)

24. in conclusion let’s just run with it. i wanna have it out in time for mio’s bday i have like a month and a day.

25. Tasuku is in the idol list. my memory be like sand flowing away with the tide

26. anyways

27. how’s that’s supposed to work

28. like i believe i could spout some nonsense about Kyoya. bribing everyone. because what good are riches except for yknow bribing people to become idols.

29. what ifff he saved a record of disaster’s ridiculous meetings and said with a straight face and smile as usual - “we’ll all sink on this ship, my friends”

30. basically blackmail. hmmm

31. i will find out when i start writing! (conclusion)

32. at first i was going to read fics to find out more about the idol industry but all the fics are au fics so that’s a bust

33. instead i am waving to chat gpt so if there’s any inaccuracy go blame Elon Musk like we do for everything under the sun

34. did Elon Musk even make chat gpt

35. I don’t care anymore that’s not relevant

work in progress for obvious reasons. will update this stupid post.

the relevant tags: note to self

also a line to your friend that kinda hit me when I was browsing by the posts to find those relevant tags:

“it’s now kinda buried under 200+ songs in my playlist, but when it plays, I never skip it.”

(italics at my own risk)

#mio’s lyric docs #for future reference #future card buddyfight #fcbf band au #fcbf #chaotic planning energy (cracks knuckles)

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the-ellia-west · 5 months

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💋🧡🍋🍏🌀 for the jumbo ask game (choose whichever ocs you want from whatever wip you want)

Thank you for the ask @rivenantiqnerd

💋 How affectionate are they with their friends? Their family? Their romantic partner(s) (if they have any)? Are they more physical or emotional when it comes to displaying their affection? Why?

🧡 Who is your OC’s favourite person? Why is this person the top of their list and have they actually met them (an idol or rolemodel or celeb can be someone’s favourite after all!).

🍋 Does your OC act petty and jealous easily? What sort of things make them feel like this and do they experience guilt for getting so worked up? How do they deal with these emotions when they get them? If your OC doesn’t feel like this often, why not?

🍏 Does your OC have any triggers? What is the history behind these triggers and are they related to any disorders or mental illnesses? In what ways does your OC react to being triggered?

🌀 Where is your OC from? Where were they born? Do they still live there, if not why did they move? If they still live in the area how has it changed since their childhood? How many places has your OC lived in and where has been their favourite?

MEEP MEEP Uhmmmmm.......... I'm gonna answer these for not the same character

Lips

Honrul is a wildly interesting character I don't talk about enough. He's not a very affectionate person, but he is nice enough to his family and friends, whereas he is friendly and acts pretty well around his... Uh... she's not a girlfriend exactly? Friend with benefits I guess, Wren. These two are a physical disaster, who sometimes chat about emotions, but don't really give a shit.

Heart

I'm just gonna do obscure characters for this one. Kahn, a character who comes in much later and is important to someone's backstory, really loves his wife. Despite her being an absolute piece of shit, he's still holding onto the hope she loves him. He doesn't really have anyone else anymore anyway.

Lemon

Shyre doesn't get petty that easily, but if you make her mad enough she would come up with extremely cruel and unusual punishments. Depending on what you did, she may or may not be remorseful. She doesn't feel like this often because she's generally very levelheaded.

Apple

Honrul's triggers are when someone gets on his nerves or threatens any of the things he worked so hard to build. He has intense anger issues but they're not really trauma based, they're more of him just being a crazy bitch. If you make him too angry he will tear you to pieces and feed you to your family. So just... don't.

Spiral

Marril is back babyyyyy. He's from the southern Region off Calisk, the Siyunas Region. He moved because he ran away as a result of... issues. He's lived in 5 places.

His original home

The Streets

A Brutal Shade Training Outpost

A Coastal City

And now his current home

He liked his original home the best, but he can't go back anymore.

#ellia's tcot #ellia tcot #ellia's rambling #writer ask game #writers ask game #ask game #ask me anything #creative writing #fiction writing #writing community #writer things #writerscommunity #writers on tumblr #writeblr #writing #writers #writer #the cursed one's throne

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from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras · 7 months

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Into the Breach, Part 4 of 4

Here it is, the last chapter. Théodred starts to put his plans in motion but is thwarted by a developing emergency near the fords. Yes, we all know what happens to him there, but no, I don’t plan to write that. I’ve got no real desire to write his death from his perspective. Although his ultimate fate hangs over this chapter, I did try to include some elements of joy and happiness for him because ultimately that’s all I want—for him to be more than just a tragic plot device but instead someone who lived and loved and struggled and laughed and all the things.

So anyway. Tomorrow (Feb 25) is the canonical date of Théodred’s death so I’m getting this out there in advance! If you want to catch up, you can read parts one, two and three first.

Théodred folded two sheets of paper and put them carefully into his pocket. The first was a letter to Boromir, pleading for the help of his friend in the treatment of the malady that was afflicting his father’s body and impairing his mind. Whatever the cause of Théoden’s illness, what was most urgently needed was a way to arrest its progress and reverse its effects, and Théodred was hopeful that the loremasters and healers of Gondor would know how to make sense of his father’s condition in a way that had so far eluded the healers of Rohan. But it would take weeks for messages to pass back and forth from Minas Tirith and for any potential treatment that was offered to have effect, and that morning’s events had shown him clearly enough that he couldn’t just wait for a cure for Théoden. There was too much at stake, too much possibility for disaster on the immediate horizon with Isengard looming and what was left of his father’s will seemingly under Gríma’s sway. If the kingdom’s path wasn’t righted, and soon, there might not be a Rohan left by the time Théoden could be restored to his old self.

That was the purpose of the second page: a list of all those Rohirrim that Théodred thought could be counted on to support him in a direct challenge for control of the realm until his father was capable of governing with sanity and reason again. It was a drastic step, unprecedented in the history of Rohan, and so he meant to be sure that all the greatest lords of the Mark agreed that it was both necessary and unavoidable. Éomer, Elfhelm, Erkenbrand, Dúnhere, Grimbold, Déorwine, Gamling. If even one stood opposed, he would seek a different solution, some other idea that had yet to present itself. But with their support, he knew he could force his father’s hand–and Gríma’s–without need for violence. It was one thing to have a rift between the king and his heir, but it would be unsustainable for the rift to extend to every significant leader in the land. Théoden, with Gríma at his back, would have no choice but to yield unless they would fight alone against all of Rohan.

Théodred hated the thought of ruling in his father’s stead for even a single day, and it wasn’t lost on him that he was now being forced down the very same treacherous path that Gríma had falsely accused him of that morning. In the wrong hands, either one of these pages could be used as evidence against him in a charge of treason. It would matter little that his only goal was the restoration of Théoden’s own rule. Sharing unauthorized information about the king’s deterioration with outsiders or seeking the help of other Rohirrim to assume leadership, no matter how temporary, could easily earn him a death sentence. But Théodred felt increasingly certain that doing nothing would lead to the same result, either as part of whatever plot Gríma was executing or once Saruman finally invaded in earnest and swept through a land that Théoden, in his compromised state, had made no real preparation to defend. And in that case, Théodred would be far from the only one in mortal danger; every Rohirrim would be at risk. And so, faced with only bad choices, he resigned himself to the option that he judged to be better for Rohan, even if it came at the possible cost of his relationship with his father, his place in the family or even his life.

He sighed and leaned back against the clematis trellis that marked the south end of his garden, a little plot tucked away behind Meduseld that he had tended since he was a boy and still cared for whenever he was in Edoras. He often sat there when his spirits were at their lowest, thinking back on how his Aunt Théodwyn had changed his young life the day she showed him that he could bury a handful of plain little seeds in the dirt and transform them into a wondrous riot of colorful blossoms with simple water, sunshine and a little care. Ever since then, the sight of the garden had given him comfort, providing a welcome reminder that good things could be nurtured into the world and bring with them great beauty. The fact that the beauty was short-lived, only at its peak for a season, a few weeks or perhaps even a few days, made it all the more precious to him–something to be cherished in the time he was given, knowing that it couldn’t last forever.

As he sat now in the mid-winter cold, though, he struggled to find that sense of comfort and fulfillment among the dormant flowers and bare trees. No matter how he tried to redirect his thoughts, his father’s words from that morning echoed repeatedly in his ears. I do not trust my son, and I do not wish to see him again. His rational mind knew that those words couldn’t reflect how his father really felt, that they were nothing but a warped manipulation engineered somehow by Gríma. But that knowledge still couldn’t silence the insistent whispers of his emotions, the deep part of him that heard those words as a scared little boy rushing to a parent for reassurance and finding rejection instead. He felt tears well up again in his eyes, and this time he allowed them to spill out, dripping off his chin and onto the gray flagstones beneath his feet as he sat alone.

But he wasn’t alone for long. No sooner had the first few tears fallen than he saw movement in the corner of his eye and turned his head to see Eadlin approaching. He looked down hurriedly and wiped his face with the back of his hand. He wouldn’t hide the day’s events from her, but neither would he alarm her any more than necessary, as the sight of his tears would certainly do. After a few deep breaths, he looked up again and watched as she entered the garden.

“Somehow I knew I would find you here,” she said, taking a seat at his side.

“Am I that predictable?”

“You’re consistent, and I love that about you.” She gave his knee an affectionate squeeze. “But if you’ve retreated here now, I have to imagine it’s because something else has gone amiss.” She studied his face with an appraising look. “It seems ridiculous to ask if everything is alright, as I can see clearly in your expression that it’s not. So perhaps I should just ask what happened before I tell you my own news.”

He sighed and gave her a shortened version of what had taken place in the hall that morning. He took care to downplay Gríma’s specific mockery of her, fearing that her feelings would be hurt, but he needn’t have worried. She had no use for Gríma’s opinion on any subject and would have worn his scorn as a badge of pride. But she felt entirely different about anything that caused pain to Théodred, no matter the source of that pain. To hurt him was an unforgivable sin in her mind, and she grew increasingly outraged as he described his confrontation with Gríma and his father. By the time he reached the end of the story, she was on her feet, face flushed and hands gripped furiously in her skirts.

“They would dare to treat you this way? You, who have almost single handedly held this kingdom together for the last few months? You, who are the most loyal and dedicated servant your father has ever had? They have no idea how lucky they are that you don’t just leave them to suffer the consequences of their own poor judgments. Nor do they know how lucky they are that I have no sword to show them how I feel about any of this.” She looked back at him, eyes flashing.

To both of their surprise, a quiet laugh escaped his lips, and after a moment of stunned silence she drew herself up to her full height and looked down at him with a frown. “What exactly did I say that you find funny?”

“I’m sorry, my love. It wasn’t a laugh of amusement. It was a laugh of…relief, I guess you could say. Or joy.” He reached out to take her hand. “I cannot tell you what it means to me to have you always unquestioningly on my side, no matter who or what I face.”

She softened immediately, her wounded pride forgotten in an instant, and she sat back down. “Théodred, who else’s side would I ever want to be on?”

He knew from the intensity of her tone that she meant the question honestly, that she couldn’t imagine a world where she was not his first and most loyal support. And, indeed, that was a role she had filled almost from the day they met, several years ago when he had been on a visit to Aldburg. Storbar had slipped his leash during a walk in the central market and, after darting in and out of the maze of stalls, he eventually crashed into a tall, amber haired woman who was selling flowers. The force of a wolfhound at top speed had sent her sprawling into a nearby puddle, and Théodred was beside himself with mortification as he raced to pull this lovely stranger to her feet while Storbar splashed around at her side and tried repeatedly to sit in her lap despite his enormous size.

To Théodred’s great relief, not only was the stranger unhurt but she had laughed. She laughed at the stricken look on his face, at his dog’s playful antics, at the mud that now covered her from nearly head to foot, and she readily accepted both his profuse apologies and his hand to lift her out of the wet muck. She wouldn’t allow him to buy the rest of that day’s stock in recompense, but she could not dissuade him from at least remaining by her side and explaining to each and every customer that her soaked, muddy appearance was his fault alone. And as they sat together at her little stall and talked between each transaction, the entire afternoon somehow slipped away before he realized any time had passed at all. She was witty and sharp and opinionated, and she seemed completely unfazed by his lofty title, his royal escort or his fine clothing despite being herself a simple merchant in a basic–and now ruined–dress. When the day drew to an end and she closed up her stall at last, he offered to escort her home, and his heart soared when she chose what he knew to be the slowest, most meandering route to her part of the city. He thrilled to each extra minute in her company, and he failed spectacularly at disguising his giddiness when she boldly planted a kiss on his cheek, leaving a smudge of dried mud behind in the process.

He began spending every free minute in Aldburg, and before long he understood that everything he thought and felt and hoped for had changed forever. His life as he had known it ended when she fell into that puddle, and the moment she first took his outstretched hand a new, happier one had begun. A life where he had found what he wanted at last. They got engaged at Yule, when he offered his heart to her, trusting that she would protect and care for it better than he ever could on his own, and he promised to do the same for hers. And when their desired wedding seemed always to be delayed by one crisis or another, he convinced her to join him in the West-mark anyway, living together in contradiction of centuries of tradition and the wishes of his father in order to avoid even a single unnecessary moment apart. After so many years alone, years in which they had both wondered whether love would ever find them, they meant never to take their time together for granted now, and in the face of their undeniable happiness even Théoden had come to quietly accept their unconventional arrangements as long as they remained publicly discreet about it.

Théodred put an arm around her now, pulling her over to rest on his shoulder while he leaned his cheek against the top of her head. “We should get married,” he murmured into her hair.

Now it was her turn to laugh unexpectedly. “You have already asked me that, and I have already said yes.”

“Believe me, I haven’t forgotten. What I mean is, we’ve spent far too long waiting for other people to decide the time is right for us when there will never be a perfect time. There’s always going to be another enemy at our doorstep, another sick family member, another inauspicious harvest season. Maybe we’ve waited enough already. Maybe now we decide for ourselves.”

She raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know you were so eager to sit through a long, formal ceremony and then spend all night dancing with my mother’s third cousins and accepting rote congratulations from your father’s diplomatic allies.”

He turned to face her and put a hand on each of her shoulders. “What I am eager for is to be married to you at last.”

After all these years, a bold declaration of his feelings still had the power to make her blush, and she smiled down at her lap.

“This spring?” he persisted. “When my gardenia flowers bloom and you can wear them in your hair?”

“Bring me the flowers, and I’ll be there.” She looked up and smiled again but soon broke his gaze, fixating instead on a silver bracelet on her wrist that she twisted back and forth. “But you don’t make it easy for me to now spoil the moment with the news I came to relay.”

The smile slowly faded from his face. In the rush of other words, he had forgotten that she came here with something specific to say, and now his imagination immediately set to work thinking up the worst possible options. “It’s alright,” he said. “Please put my mind at rest and just tell me quickly.”

She sighed. “While you were with your father, a messenger came looking for you. He brought word from Grimbold that scouts in the far west have seen troops mustering at Isengard. Men from Dunland and the surrounding lands, and more of the new kind of orc. Many more. He believes they’ll move within the week and intends to cut them off at the fords. He asks for your help, and Elfhelm’s. And I don’t see how you can deny him.”

All the breath left Théodred’s lungs, and he dropped his head into his hands. Yet another crisis—one more disaster to keep him from the people and things he wanted to surround himself with—and this one at the far edges of the kingdom, no less. His hold on all of his various responsibilities and duties had already worn dangerously thin, kept together by the most delicate of threads, and now it was at risk of shredding to pieces entirely. Unable to be everywhere he was needed, he would once again have to decide where his presence could head off the greater share of pain and death. The very idea of weighing lives against one another disgusted him–to be forced to accept the loss of some in order to save a greater number of others, like some twisted mathematical equation. But if minimizing suffering was not the standard he would follow, he knew of no better alternative.

By that measure, Eadlin’s assessment of their current situation was undoubtedly correct. He could see no more urgent need than to stop an outright invasion on the western borders. In this, at least, he was lucky to be out of his father’s favor. Had he brought this question to the king, Gríma would almost certainly have found a way to deny Grimbold’s request, using a false concern for the security of Edoras as justification for keeping Elfhelm and his men in the city. Without a means to seek that counsel, though, Théodred would proceed now as he saw fit, and he settled his own mind reluctantly on an immediate departure to ride to Grimbold’s aid with Elfhelm and his men in tow. But that did not mean his plans for dealing with his father could wait.

“Eadlin, if I must leave for the fords, will you do something for me while I’m gone?”

“Of course. Anything.”

He held out his letter to Boromir and his list of potential allies for an attempt to temporarily wrest control of the kingdom from his father, explaining each to her briefly. Her eyes widened as he spoke and her hand trembled as she reached for the pages, but she accepted them and tucked them securely into her boot.

“The letter needs to get to Minas Tirath as quickly as possible and in the care of someone that we can trust absolutely.”

“My brother,” she answered immediately. “He is coming in from Aldburg today, almost at this very hour. I’ll ask him to take it himself and deliver it directly to the hands of Boromir and to no other. If he can’t get it to its intended recipient, he’ll either destroy it or return it to me. He’s a swift rider, and he’s been to Minas Tirith many times and knows the way. If Boromir is there, Holsand will ensure he gets your letter.”

He nodded. “Good. As for the list, take it back to our chambers and lock it in the desk. Some of those men I will see at the fords with Grimbold and will speak to as I can. The others, especially those in the east, I’ll ask Éomer to approach. He’ll be away for the next few days, but, if he returns before I do, tell him everything. Tell him to seek help from anywhere he can.” He looked back at Meduseld, where somewhere inside his father still sat, and when he spoke again his words were quiet and heavy with weariness. “We can no longer wait, hoping that our salvation will just appear before us out of the green grass of the downs.”

She put a hand to his cheek, running her thumb lightly back and forth across his skin. His face, once marked only at the corners of his eyes by the light crinkles that come from smiles and laughter, had lately begun to show new signs of wear. A small furrow between his brows, light lines around his mouth, the first faint hints of grey in his beard. His body now bore physical witness to the strain of these days, as clear an account of war and strife as any written history. He leaned into her palm with a sigh, and the sigh went straight to her heart.

“Some day you won’t have these cares anymore, Théodred,” she said. “It can’t stay this way forever, and it won’t. You just have to endure long enough to see this all pass.”

He nodded quietly and looked up at the sun. There was much to do before he could ride out, and the day was passing too quickly. Sensing his thought, she stood to leave and he rose with her.

“I will do all that you’ve asked of me while you’re away,” she said. “But I need you to do something for me as well.”

He gave a small smile. “A bargain? Name your price and I’ll pay it gladly.”

She put a hand on his chest, feeling the steady beating beneath her palm. “Promise me that you will come home safely.”

The painful clench that seized his heart was so strong that he was certain she felt it in her fingertips. She had never made that direct request before, and he had not expected it now. And such a promise, seemingly so simple, was one that he was nonetheless terrified to make…one that he had seen many men before him swear in an excess of confidence or even a simple desire to be comforting, only to be later proved false despite their best efforts and intentions. She deserved better than hollow promises, empty pledges that he couldn’t control. She deserved the truth, as clearly as he could summon it from his own heart.

He reached out to kiss her, a palm on either side of her face with his fingers threaded into her hair, and he pulled her forward to press against him. He had kissed her a thousand times before, in moments both fleeting and meaningful, hesitant and eager, affectionate and desirous, but he meant for this kiss to be different from all the others. He put everything he could into this one embrace–all the adoring thoughts in the depths of his mind that were yet unsaid, all the wishes and hopes for their shared future that had ever shimmered like a beautiful mirage in his dreams at night. Everything that he wanted her to know and feel but that he lacked the words to adequately express.

When he pulled back at last, she stood breathless and stunned. He met her eye and smiled. “I love you, and I always will.”

He took a step, but she caught his hand and held him in place. “Théodred, your promise?” The desperation in her voice pierced his heart.

“That was my promise.” He squeezed her hand and turned, and she reluctantly allowed his fingers to slip from hers, one by one, as he walked to the gate and let himself out of the garden for the last time.

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@emmanuellececchi as requested! And @sotwk I hope you enjoyed the return of Eadlin and Storbar!

#lotr #lord of the rings #tolkien #rohan #theodred #théodred #giving my sweet prince #a little happiness #despite his many problems #and his impending canonical death

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thorin-apologist · 10 months

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SO IT BEGINS!!!!! (but actually this time)

WHATS POPPINGGGGGG I FINALLY POSTED THE PROLOGUE (which some of u may have already read) AND FIRST CHAPTER OF MY BIG OL BAGGINSHIELD FIC IVE BEEN WORKING ON FOR YEARS!!!

the reason i had to wait so long was bc i wanted to post it on the last day of november (bc thats when the story starts) and guess what??? my little countryside town this morning looked exactly like how i described the shire with the frost!!! lovely :3

ANYWAY heres da link!!

It Takes Two Fools (5864 words) by foolishthunder Chapters: 1/? Fandom: The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Gimli/Legolas Greenleaf, Kíli (Tolkien)/Tauriel (Hobbit Movies) Characters: Bilbo Baggins, Thorin Oakenshield, Frodo Baggins, Gandalf (Tolkien), Sauron | Mairon, The Company, Other Tolkien characters, Some of the Fellowship Additional Tags: Eventual Bagginshield, Unofficial Parentshield, Child Frodo Baggins, Child Sam Gamgee, Gandalf the Morally Grey, Journey across Middle Earth, The One Ring is Bad News, Emotionally Constipated Thorin, disaster duo, Gold Sickness (Tolkien), Sauron Being an Asshole, Mind Manipulation, too much artistic license now sauron is basically a camp disney villain???, i wrote half of this as a sad company-starved teenager in the pandemic and it shows

Summary: After ten years of lost contact, Thorin turns up on Bilbo’s doorstep with an awkward greeting and a dire warning. Upon learning about Gandalf’s uncharacteristically sinister plans regarding the One Ring, the Hobbit and Dwarf-King decide to take matters into their own hands. But are their hands fit to carry the ring? (Spoiler: absolutely not). alternative synopsis: bilbo and thorin fuck about with an evil ring that exacerbates thorins mental illness and gives them marital problems

#my fic #bagginshield

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let's GET this bread give me Skloom vibecheck give me rivusa vibecheck just bc i'm nice and i wanna gibe you the excuse to talk abt them and then for the sake of being selfish give me roxyselina vibecheck

-@parola-di-winx xx

NOVE!!!! Hiiiii

I am literally the only Sky liker (apologist, stan, defence lawyer) that doesn't give a fuck about Skloom

Firstly I'd like to say, Sky stans I'm sorry I don't like Skloom I'm still one of you I pinky promise

Okay likeeeee have you ever thought about Skloom is built on both Sky and Bloom looking at each other, imagining a perfect person and future that literally can't exist based on internal fantasies, projecting that on each other, and getting together based on that?????

No, wait, listen

Sky and Bloom only know lies about each other when they first get a crush on each other, and they both get a crush on each other immediately after meeting and barely having a single conversation. Like??? That's just a bad start.

When they find something out about the other that doesn't fit their preconceived notion they both physically leave the area. Both of their personal issues match up perfectly in being conflict avoidant. Like Bloom obviously isn't Valtor 2.0, and Sky has assassins after him and some of the world's worst parents that let Diaspro stay kidnapped just for an attempt to manipulate Sky. Like, if they would have a single conversation before running

In s1 they're first kiss is a hallucination between both of them. You can say neither of them made a move because they're shy, and that's kinda the point??? Evidence that most of there relationship is in there head

Bloom is stupid jealous of Aisha in the beginning of s2, and gets mad at Sky for being jealous for the rest of s2. As someone who's easily jealous with a best friend who is easily jealous, I usually mutual jealous behavior chills out both parties because they're fears of being abandoned are unfounded. UNLESS ITS NOT ABOUT ABANDONMENT AND IS ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE!!! THATS SUSPICIOUS!!! THATS WEIRD!!!

I'm not going to bring up Bloom thinking Sky's Valtor state was real because girl as the self confidence of dirt, this is nomral for her

Anyways they should break up!!! They're relationship is built off of what they imagine the perfect partner to be like and this perception is very not good for both of them!!!

But they stay friends bc they care about each other

This ship is so important to me because it's like the basis of both of their "LIVE IN REALITY YOU DUMB FUCKS" character arc and I love that for them

Certain fandom interpretations are super cute too

Also s5 is what s4 is Rivusa to Skloom. Don't ask

THEE OTP

SHUT UP SHUT UP THE DISASTERS ARE HERE!!!!

ITS ABOUT FINDING LOVE AND CONNECTION WITH SOMEONE WHO CAN UNDERSTAND AND LOVE YOU FULLY, MENTAL ILLNESS AND ALL, AND LOVING THEM BACK

ITS ABOUT SUPPORTING EACH OTHER THOUGH THE BAD DAYS AND GETTING HELP

ITS ABOUT LIFTING EACH OTHER UP DURING THE GOOD DAYS AND CELEBRATING THE HARD WON VICTORIES EVEN IF NOMRAL PEOPLE CAN ACCOMPLISH THEM EASILY

ITS ABOUT SEEING SOMEONE LIKE YOURSELF AND LEARNING TO LOVE YOURSELF THOUGH THEM

I can go in forever

They are THEE BPD couple, do not argue with me. Musa is sooo bipolar and Riven absolutely has borderline personality disorder. Musa WILL start crying randomly and cuddle Riven until the mood swing passes, and Riven trusts her to send her texts about everything that's going on and see if he's reacting like a normal person

Yes I AM projecting, thank you for asking!!!!

The relationship between two people who experience mood swings can be so important

THEY ARE GETTING HELP AND TAKING LIFE ONE DAY AT A TIME TOGETHER!!!!! SHUT UPPPPP AGH!!! THEY ENCOURAGE EACH OTHER TO GET THEREPY AND SHIT!!!!!

They're both so insecure that the fact that the other one feels the same as them loops back around to being secure

I could go on about them forever but I love them so much!!! These two being happy together is such a uplifting story, you ARE more than your mental illness!!! S3 golden kingdom, s4, and s6 on don't exist ❤️ and will NEVER be forgiven by the mentally ill community

I have not seen s6 yet nfjsdn so I have no clue about Selina's real personality

1) they're both alt girlies and I fucking love that for them

2) the idea of Roxy going to CT, pissed off at being made a authority figure with a bunch of responsibility, meeting and kissing fuck all authority Selina is cute and I love it

3) THEY ARE GOING TO SUPER HELL IN YOUR VERSION NOVE!!!!!!! "I love you" *gets eaten by a deep sea fish* frothing at the mouth ect ect ect ect

4) I'm very open to it and nomral about the fandom version of it I prommy

#winx club #winx musa #winx bloom #winx sky #winx riven #winx roxy #winx selina #rivusa #musa x riven #roxy x selina #rus chatters #asks #ask game

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azurdlywisterious · 7 months

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Okay okay, this time giving my fallout ocs tumblrs wont end in disaster! Im sure of it!

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul reblogged big-mt-head

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Ughhhhhhh my beloved husband really needs to finish up his business meeting its been five hours and i miss him~

🧠 big-mt-head

@.therealprimmshady can you explain this?

⭐️ therealprimmshady

Nope. Nope nope. Go ask whichever doctor of yours calls you shiloh

🧠 big-mt-head

Youre thinking of Dr. Dala. Anyways she says its a sex thing

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Who let you two past the gate?!

#this is what i get for being horny on main smh

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⏳ start-startover

I’m picking the brown m’n’ms out of a candy bowl right now if anyone wants some free m’n’ms

🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-2

Why are you picking out the brown m’n’ms out of a candy bowl?

⏳ start-startover

Dean doesnt want any

🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-2

What a diva! Any idea why?

⏳ start-startover

No clue. Ill probably give them to the followers if no one else wants them.

⏳ start-startover

Wait, is that you dalcia?

#didnt u deactivate? #like recently?

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📝 mrrocherwasmyfather asked:

As the person closest to Mr. House, can you tell me what he plans to do with the now empty building that the NCR was occupying before the Battle of Hoover Dam?

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul answered:

I mean, he does have plans but those are trade secrets. Who even are you?

📝 mrrocherwasmyfather

The name’s Ferrero, private investigator. Mr. New Vegas buys his stories off me

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Oooookay… so youre like a tabloid reporter?

📝 mrrocherwasmyfather

Not since the war, sweetheart. Not since the war.

#ive never heard this guy on my radio #i doubt hes the real deal

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🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-2

Life sometimes can come at you hard like a .45 bullet. Remember, with enough stimpacks, you can just run past it and live

#totally didnt piss off a specific guy #youll never catch me bitch #yes sir this is vauging #DONT FUCKING TAG HIM

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🍀 luckiestbastard reblogged mygenderis-c4

💥 mygenderis-c4

Ill be fighting at the thorn tonight at 12 if anyone wants to see me throw down with three giant radscorpions

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

I would love to watch you fight, Henri! Where is the thorn?

💥 mygenderis-c4

Its in westside! :)

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

W-west… side?

💥 mygenderis-c4

Its another low income community outside of new vegas? Like freeside?

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Theres another poor neighborhood close to new vegas?

💥 mygenderis-c4

Wow.

#Thats why we call her the strip queen #<prev tags

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📝 mrrocherwasmyfather asked:

So, I hear a certain old world singer has resurfaced and you seem pretty close to him. Is there any new music in the works for Dean Domino?

⏳ start-startover answered:

First, Dean was absolutely thrilled to know that reporters are still asking about him (he’s currently taking a break from social media which is why he didnt see your ask to him immediately). At the moment, no. But hopefully he’ll have an album coming out in the future once he’s reestablished his name in the music industry.

📝 mrrocherwasmyfather

Thank you so much for your time, Ms. Vult.

⏳ start-startover

I do have plenty of it, after all.

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💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

My next editorial photoshoot look will be devoted to whoever started calling me “Strip Queen” because i will be reclaiming that title mwah mwah

#also the Gomorrah Casino is going to be closed for the day tomorrow

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👄 thecoolerscrewdriver

It’s got what plants crave!

📻 not-another-guy-podcasting

It has electrolytes!

#killed another bandit #how long will you be out for?

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🍀 luckiestbastard

Couldve sworn i went to sleep at the 38 so why did i wake up at the tops???

👄 thecoolerscrewdriver

Nukashine?

🍀 luckiestbastard

What the hell is that?

👄 thecoolerscrewdriver

Bad decisions in a bottle

#it glowey tho

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🌌 azurdlywisterious

Fuck theres more of them now???

#dashboard simulator #unreality #fallout new vegas #fallout 76 #suzie fromme #dalcia o’deorian #deja vult #henri wesson #harvey wallbanger #sir of big mt #felix barnstar #and introducing #ferrero geneson

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