fuck that tory was not what i was epecting to see next to alfreds name but i almost burst out laughing (bc holy shit he absolutely could be a tory with the military history)
Alfred was part of the British military then mi5 he's a upper-class butler who also likes guns when told he was going to be the primary care taker of a child he decided the best thing to do would be to keep their relationship professional as this child was now his employer - he's not exactly fighting the tory allegations
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good evening everyone !!! i've had a busy weekend and had to run errands and had little to no drafts to post out and simply did not want to be on the dash , so i wasn't . but look what i accomplished !!! i deep cleaned my fish's tank and swapped his bubblers for new ones and put a background on his tank ... it took my entire day . please tell him he is very cute , thank you . x
before and after !!! his name is potato . :)
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– did you love me when he was just my friend?
papa i don't need a preacher / i ain't some kind of creature / from some old double feature / i just wanna make you proud / of the kind of love i've found / but you say it ain't allowed / say it's a sin / but it's how i've always been / did you love me when he was just my friend? / daddy, do you think i've turned out right?
george luz, son of a small town preacher, grew up hearing that all love is heaven sent, that it's holy and true in all its forms. it was told to him every night before he closed his eyes and by the time he reaches adulthood, it's a core part of his nature. love is good. welcomed and encouraged. he sees it in the way his father glances at his mother, sat next to him in the second pew, before he begins every sermon, and he sees it in the quiet support she always gives back. he feels it every day when his dog licks at the palm of his hand whilst he sits restlessly on the front porch, wondering if there's something more out there than this one small town.
love is good. welcomed. encouraged. he meets the new hire at foxtail creek, a small ranch about a mile outside the town border, in the summer. the newcomer mostly keeps to himself, a rancher looking for temporary work. george can't help but be intrigued by the first outsider he's met in months and takes it upon himself to befriend the man. he'd always been good at making friends, most just pass through, or eventually move away, but george had always been content with the fact that his self-proclaimed wit and charm managed to win them over for however long they gave him. slowly, as he and the rancher become more and more intwined, george begins to realise that, in his neck of the woods, not all love is sent from above, at least not in the eyes of his friends and family.
– playlist for fic: heaven sent
– cowboy collab: #easy company cowboys
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MORE fanfic fanart.
these felonizin' cowpokes are from @bunnys-beetlejuice-blog's fic Slack Up Your Rope, Hangman, which is by far the most unique beetlejuice fic ive read. also it kicks ass
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How do I tell my eye doctor that I don’t love tombstone in the way that he loves tombstone? Like bro, you like tombstone in a “middle aged man who knows cowboy facts and wants to be Sam Elliot” way. Me personally? I like tombstone in a “closeted middle aged man stuck in a 24 year old’s body, ‘i can’t quit you..’, Val Kilmer is the only blonde man I’ll ever love, they should have been together..” kinda way 😌🤷🏻♂️
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love talking to my dad about music im always like Yes dad you Know Muse. i can guarantee you have heard muse. you dont know it but you do know muse. Youve heard panic at the disco youve heard fall out boy. yes. i guarantee it. and hes like ookay👍
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