#Reginald Wilson
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greyromanticghoul · 5 months ago
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the virgin umbrella academy message ("your suffering and trauma is your fault and you should be erased from existence for the benefit of others") vs the chad deadpool and wolverine message ("no matter what's happened you can get better, you can find love and continue forward even at rock bottom")
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starlightseraph · 2 months ago
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he’s so silly - part 2/?
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knitmeapony · 1 year ago
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Very few things are funnier to me than finding matching Jeeves & Wooster and House MD GIFs.
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He's such a silly guy. I love him.
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Best friend bonus:
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skippiefritz · 7 months ago
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jooster and a very self indulgent pygmalion au + a wilson that looks like a big eyed painting a little bit
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detrixsta · 5 months ago
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Closing theme song from the (largely lost) 1965 - 1967 series "The World of Wooster" as performed in full by Ian Carmichael & Dennis Price along with the orchestra under the direction of Arthur Greenslade. Relased as a single in 1966, the song was written by Sandy Wilson. ("The Boyfriend", "Divorce Me Darling")
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"I say-- rather catchy; eh, what---? Damn fine tune… one you can whistle or hum… Really speaks to me that song.... It's all the rage at the Drone's club at the moment…."
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whothehellisrosee · 7 months ago
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It’s funny cuz my neighbour is having a party and people are screaming and listening to music so loud I swear their ears will fall off
And then there’s me in my bed with my old man yaoi kicking my feet and giggling
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hugh-lauries-bald-spot · 2 years ago
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"he could ruin my life" i say about a fictional man who has already ruined my life
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plantcrazy · 7 months ago
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Henry sighed, another failed timeline.
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Righty'o! After this chapter, Lost Children will be going on a short hiatus while I work on the next bunch of chapters for part 2. (You guys know how I work out of order, right? Well... I don't have any of the first 10 chapters done, so I need some time to do those ^^; )
In the meantime, I'll be doing some more art and maybe a comic? I'm thinking I might comic one of the chapters, so tell me which one you'd like to see in comic form!
Also, I'm opening my commissions today, so please check that out!
(Also, these are the new character designs I'll be using from here onwards, and Reginald looks FABULOUS!)
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Speed paint below,
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birdiebowers · 19 days ago
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babe wake up new reginald smith photo just dropped ✨️❤️
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sadistic-softie · 11 months ago
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Make fun of me all you want, I think this is cute and I might make more:
Various characters with poorly edited Plushie Dreadfuls from Mysterious (https://www.plushiedreadfuls.com)
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perbrm · 1 year ago
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Family tree :3
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starlightseraph · 5 months ago
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he’s so silly
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zaperseus-der-zauberer · 24 days ago
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"[...] November 11, 1918.
All across the Western front, the clocks that were lucky enough to escape the four years of shelling chimed the eleventh hour. And with that the First World War came to an end.
From 10 o’clock to 11 — the hour for the cessation of hostilities — the opposed batteries simply raised hell. Not even the artillery prelude to our advance into the Argonne had anything on it. To attempt an advance was out of the question. It was not a barrage. It was a deluge. [. . .] Nothing quite so electrical in effect as the sudden stop that came at 11 A. M. has ever occurred to me. It was 10:60 precisely and — the roar stopped like a motor car hitting a wall. The resulting quiet was uncanny in comparison. From somewhere far below ground, Germans began to appear. They clambered to the parapets and began to shout wildly. They threw their rifles, hats, bandoleers, bayonets and trench knives toward us. They began to sing. —Lieutenant Walter A. Davenport, 101st Infantry Regiment, US Army
And just like that, it was over. Four years of the bloodiest carnage the world had ever seen came to a stop as sudden and bewildering as its start. And the world vowed “Never again.”
Each year, we lay the wreath. We hear “The Last Post.” We mouth the words “never again” like an incantation. But what does it mean? To answer this question, we have to understand what WWI was.
WWI was an explosion, a breaking point in history. In the smoldering shell hole of that great cataclysm lay the industrial-era optimism of never-ending progress. Old verities about the glory of war lay strewn around the battlefields of that “Great War” like a fallen soldier left to die in No Man’s Land, and along with it lay all the broken dreams of a world order that had been blown apart. Whether we know it or not, we here in the 21st century are still living in the crater of that explosion, the victims of a First World War that we are only now beginning to understand.
What was World War One about? How did it start? Who won? And what did they win? Now, 100 years after those final shots rang out, these questions still puzzle historians and laymen alike. But as we shall see, this confusion is not a happenstance of history but the wool that has been pulled over our eyes to stop us from seeing what WWI really was. [...]"
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ollierachnid · 2 years ago
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I love this trend yknowww. I am so normal
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pistonsandgearsinc · 1 year ago
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Traintober: Day 11 "Roundhouse"
"The Roundhouse"
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[Vicarstown Sheds, East Sodor]
The New Diesel surveyed the shed, Algernoon sighed internally, why the hell was he chosen to show around the new engines. "So do you find the sheds to be up to your standards", Algernoon asked the new engine.
The red diesel, erupted into a loud "YES!" with excite billowing from him. Algernoon was taken aback, he had hoped the newest acquisition would not be so loud.
"Pipe down." he rumbled. The new engine, Wilson, he believed his name was subsided. "Sorry I'm just so happy to be here, ready to start work-where will be working-Perhaps a quarry?" Algernoon was beyond words. This new engine just kept talking and struggled to keep a coherent and consistent string of thoughts together.
He hoped things wouldn't get worse, then he saw Splodge approaching.
He could feel a migraine coming on.
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Sprites and Background by PrincessMuffins, CJ The Creator, etc. [I have only reskinned some stuff]
Happy Traintober!
Sorry for the absence, college is a lot of work.
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ginervacade · 2 years ago
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Gonna start reblogging this every day
i miss reggie peters .
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