zorilleerrant
zorilleerrant
wrong about canon on purpose
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supposedly I also write things | over 30 | same name on DW, pf, and AO3 | all transformative works of my stuff welcome | send me an ask with headcanons, prompts, or questions about my OC's (even if I don't know you! it's fine!) | all ask games open for at least a week. if you still want to ask stuff just write the whole question it won't bother me | if they're from Gotham I probably like them. also Monkey Prince, Shazamily, Booster Gold, Static, John Constantine, Peacemaker, Lucifer, and the Legends of Tomorrow | if I say something "incorrect" about canon it's either on purpose or I don't care. the comics aren't more canon than other media
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zorilleerrant · 31 seconds ago
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Cat and Mice
Words: 500 Warnings: Murder (non explicit) Tagging: @flashfictionfridayofficial
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"Two truths, one lie. You better get it right."
The note next to the stiff body of Professor Cheveron made no sense. But then again, nothing from the crime scene did.
At first glance, it was an attack. The mess around the office could tell anyone that. Until you pay attention, it was too 'clean', the mess was done on purpose. The purpose, throw the police off. And it worked, that is, until he was called to take a look at it.
In less than five minutes, Alexander Loset had pointed out that some things were to well placed to have been an outright fight. And then, there was the method of the killing: a letter opener to the heart.
Fast, mostly clean and something that hinted at closeness.
Up until last night, Professor Cheveron had taught French History, and according to the faculty, was quite popular with the students. Considered one of the best Professors in the University. And now, he lay dead on his office's desk.
The office was just like any other in the building. An utilitarian desk, lamp, papers, file cabinets and books. Books no matter where you looked. What caught his eye was the carpet. Where most university carpets were plain and dark to hide its constant use, this was a shaggy one, gray. Dark enough to cover use, light enough not to be oppressive. Curious.
Alexander looked at the now dead Professor. Salt and pepper hair, aquiline nose, big and slightly protruding eyes. Cashmere sweater over a navy button up, navy pants. But it was the shoes that caught his eye, Salvatore Ferragamo. He only recognize them because his brother had just gotten the same pair and would not shut up about them. He shook his head, he already been told the dead professor had a youtube channel teaching history and another very popular one, French.
If the professor had extra income from those avenues, then, it would make sense both the sweater and shoes. There was no way a college professor (even with book advances) could afford luxuries like this. The sweater, perhaps, but the shoes? Something that got use every single day? Not unless you had enough disposable income to either replace them or fix them.
Alexander closed his eyes a moment, took a deep breath and when he reopened them, he noticed it: right in his desk there were three letter openers.
According to his secretary, the Professor himself had gotten them in celebration for his newest book release. The letter openers were all silver with copper inlay. Much different to the bronze one on his chest. Either someone had stolen it, or his killer had brought their own weapon; one that at first glance would have suggested as a crime of passion. But no, it seemed the killer had planned it.
Now, it was his job to find out not only why, but the guilty party. Murders were quite fun.
Two truths, one lie. Time to play cat and mice.
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zorilleerrant · 4 minutes ago
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Fireworks on the Pokémon shore
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zorilleerrant · 4 minutes ago
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Submitted shinies below:
#1 - Submitted by @admiralbroom
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zorilleerrant · 7 minutes ago
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Spin this wheel first and then this wheel second to generate the title of a YA fantasy novel!
(If the second wheel lands on an option ending with a plus sign, spin it again)
Share what you got!
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zorilleerrant · 33 minutes ago
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my advice to anyone who’s thinking about writing as a hobby would be that if you’ve already started thinking about it there’s nothing i can say that will save you so let it rip dude
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zorilleerrant · 34 minutes ago
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zorilleerrant · 35 minutes ago
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[comes out of my mutuals blog breathless and blood stained] didnt even fidn the . fucking post
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zorilleerrant · 35 minutes ago
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i want to talk about my ocs but im literally this image. i got nothing
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zorilleerrant · 42 minutes ago
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being crazy over fictional characters is so funny cuz you'll be fine all day and then you start Thinking and then you can feel yourself transform in real time
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zorilleerrant · 43 minutes ago
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dont fuck with me. im a motherfucker with terrible taste. i will show you tv shows you wouldnt tolerate for 50$ and a blowjob
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zorilleerrant · 49 minutes ago
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nothing tumblr could post on r/ambien will ever be as funny as this:
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zorilleerrant · 50 minutes ago
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shocking how much of writing is putting down a sentence and then thinking, "okay, but now a less shitty version of that"
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zorilleerrant · 2 hours ago
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zorilleerrant · 2 hours ago
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truly the most american thing is Big Drink. more than late stage capitalism, more than an unparalleled cultural focus on individualism, more than 9/11 jokes
what binds all americans together culturally is Big Drink
and you might be saying "is this fat shaming" or "but mayor bloomberg outlawed Big Drink in nyc" or "gays are so annoying about their iced coffee" or some other dumb comment but no open your minds, Big Drink isn't just sugary or caffeinated beverages
every day i see one of you hydration bitches (affectionate) on the train with a water bottle so big a toddler could drown in it. that too is Big Drink. we literally invented a bigger beer can (tall boy) in wisconsin in the 60s in the service of Big Drink
anyway i never feel more american then when i have Big Drink in my hands
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zorilleerrant · 2 hours ago
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Horse figure of the day: HSC Fables "Fleetness"
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Gayest Pokémon Tournament Round 1 Match 286
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zorilleerrant · 3 hours ago
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For the OC drawing ask meme - Elodie (GREAT name) 🤟 - drawing representing the culture, native language, national origin, or other formative influence of the character.
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this took so long between shifts, apologies!! but... i took a few creative liberties with this prompt, because the culture elodie was raised in is primarily 1950s-esque retrofuturism of the fallout universe, but specifically the peachy-keen aspects of it that vault-tec promoted in their vaults.
but i wanted to do a bit more than just her in 50s outfits (i do that enough already), so i decided to incorporate her heritage! her family is ukrainian, even if the vault is very 50s americana. so i tried to almost have this as a 'ukranian filtered through the lens of vault-tec', hence her outfit mainly being blue and yellow. there are hints of red, since a lot of vyshyvanka, especially the traditional ones, have red in them.... but i was like. no. wheat and flowers only. still wanted to incorporate the red, though!
below the cut is also the specific 50s drawing i referenced, found from pinterest, since i also wanted her pose to reflect the 50s as well!
(also... i was initially like "is it too on-the-nose to submit elodie?" but thought it would be amusing regardless. thank you for the ask, and the great prompt list!)
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