#Richard Short
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puddltabbi Ā· 2 months ago
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Okay fine, I canā€™t keep MeowNyation Racers hidden forever.
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I designed these like a month or two ago as a joke but I kind ofā€¦.like this au a lot -to the point where Iā€™ve even made my own altered cat version plotā€¦ (and versions of my own ocs as catsā€¦)
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Bonus Chief doodles (guys didā€¦did you know chief is my favourite characterā€¦ betcha didnā€™tā€¦) the traditional one isnā€™t finished properly yet :P
Anyway one of the main reasons heā€™s a fluffy white cat is in homage to a cat I used to know who was incredibly fluffy but disliked any physical touch. They would go crazy if you even attempted to pet them. (Sort of like that scene with Tag trying to give Chief a hug..?)
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to make things worse I even doodled my own mnr ocs as catsā€¦this is how far I gotā€¦
Iā€™m not 100% on Mother and Tag, I maaaay redesign them ever so slightlyā€¦
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batfamhastwitter Ā· 2 months ago
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Part 24! Oh no guys, Gotham's sweethearts are officially broken up, what will Gothamites gossip about now???
Prev ~ Beginning ~ Next
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hopelessvalentines Ā· 3 months ago
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i have loved you. i have had to deal with that
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koalasmashedoneucalyptus Ā· 1 month ago
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Only Murders is an insane show to think about because I would have never thought I'd see Steve Martin and Melissa McCarthy play siblings and Melissa McCarthy and Meryl Streep fight over Martin Short while Eugene Levy, Zach Galifianakis, Eva Longoria, and Selena Gomez watch from the sideline while Molly Shannon sleeps in the next room. That whole scene excludes the fact there's pink eye Richard Kind and Christmas Kumail Nanjiani. Also Irish stunt double Paul Rudd and lesbian stunt double Jane Lynch.
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squash1 Ā· 10 months ago
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borrowed. phrases. need i say more????
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keys-hellscape-1020 Ā· 3 months ago
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dick grayson and you on a mission but him and the reader are trapped in a very narrow room so they have to navigate the place with their bodies pressed against each other (established relationship)
A/N: Mmmmm this is a scrumptious idea nonny, hope you donā€™t mind but I made it fairly short.
Dick Grayson x gn!Reader
Content warnings: VERY brief mention of alcohol, grinding in a perilous situation, let me know if I missed anything
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The mission had gone to shit embarrassingly quickly.
It was supposed to be simple. Dick was going to go to the Iceberg Lounge for a fun night of drinking with his longtime partner, you. That was your cover anyway. In actuality you two would sneak away from the crowds at the first chance and sleuth around for anything that might prove solid evidence for the case you were trying to build against The Penguin.
Simple right? Well it was, truly, until you had suddenly discovered that youā€™d been leaked faulty intel. Now you were stuck in The Penguinā€™s office, and instead of it being deserted there was the sound of the villain himself right outside the large wooden doors, causing a solid pit of anxiety to form inside your stomach.
Thankfully, Dick isnā€™t paralyzed by fear. He grips your elbow tightly, pulling you after him as he pulls the doors to an old wardrobe open. He all but picks you up in his haste to get you in the wardrobe, a quiet ā€œShit!ā€ hissing out from inbetween his teeth as he carefully moves in and closes the doors behind himself, just in time for The Penguin to come barging in, loud yells accompanied by a chorus of a vase smashing.
As your adrenaline wanes and you relax just enough to take in your surroundings you notice your position. Thereā€™s just enough light to make out Dickā€™s silhouette, heā€™s hunched over you in the tight space, one arm supporting his weight above your head, the other wrapped around your waist protectively as he furrows his eyebrows at the shabby wooden doors in concentration, like that would protect the two of you any better.
His face is, at most, two inches from yours and you can feel his breath ghost over your lips at every shaky sigh he slowly exhales. Your hands are on his pecs, your fingers gently trailing up and down the soft fabric of his shirt as you admire his physique. Youā€™re so enchanted by him itā€™s not until he carefully shifts his weight that you even notice heā€™s slotted one of his legs between yours.
You barely manage to suppress a soft gasp as he suddenly presses his leg to the one place you know he shouldnā€™t be touching right now, and yet all the same you donā€™t ask him to stop as you softly rock your hips against his thigh. Youā€™re so caught up in your moment of pleasure that you donā€™t suppress a gasp when Dick tightly grips your hips.
ā€œI think itā€™s safe to go now.ā€ He mummers right up against your ear, the skin of his lip grazing your flesh causing a shiver to run up your spine. ā€œUnless you donā€™t want to.ā€ As he trails off he catches the lobe of your ear between his teeth and pulls gently, ripping a soft, breathy moan out of you. You grip his shoulders tightly as you attempt to center yourself.
ā€œW-We should go.ā€ You eventually stutter out, reaching for the door. Just before youā€™re able to push it open however Dick grabs you hand and places a sultry kiss against it, giving you a wink that leaves you weak in the knees as he hopes out of the wardrobe with a swagger that you want to slap out of him. He stands to the doors of the office with a smirk and a teasing ā€œYou coming?ā€
Oh youā€™re definitely coming.
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hollygl125 Ā· 5 months ago
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William Petersen in TO LIVE AND DIE IN L.A. (1985), dir. William Friedkin SHORT SHORTS
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mildlyinconsiderateghost Ā· 4 months ago
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drew some visions in my head while relistening to the silt verses
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dc-and-damirae Ā· 2 years ago
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tim: Whatā€™s it like being tall?
dick: Is it nice?
duke: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
jason, glancing at damian: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb four chairs, two boxes, a small coffee table, and six oddly placed stools to get what they want.
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365filmsbyauroranocte Ā· 11 months ago
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The Ratcatcher (Wes Anderson, 2023)
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therandomartmaker Ā· 1 year ago
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[Image ID: An artwork featuring Danny Phantom, full green excluding his hair and white accents, transparent, sitting on a pile of rubble head tilted slightly upwards with his eyes closed. His hair is wispy, heā€™s got pointed ears and heā€™s much more identifiable as a ghost. The rubble includes the F of the Fenton Works sign, a satellite dish of some kind, pipes and concrete. The rubble, and Danny, is surrounded by yellow-black striped caution tape. Above Dannyā€™s head is a conversation, in white, ā€œItā€™s been ten years,ā€ has been written, and in green, ā€œItā€™s only been 10 years,ā€ is written. /End ID]
Day 31: ā€œIt had been a decade since anyone last lived at Fenton Works. Or so people thought.ā€
tbh this took like. Less than half an hour to make haha. I may have forgotten to do this yesterday lmaooo. To make up for it, hereā€™s a continuation of this prompt by @cryinginthevoid that i filled, wherein Danny has been stuck haunting the rubble of a ruined Fenton Works after his permanent death, only to later be approached by a very much alive Damian, who is the first person to See Danny in over 10 years. So yep, bonus challenge post 2 under the read more :D
Damian had visited. Heā€™d promised and heā€™d followed through on it, Danny sitting still and watching as Damian approached, day after day, even after Danny had no more words to say, no more information to give. To quote, he was ā€œa tolerable friend despite your intolerance for proper respect.ā€ Danny had no idea if that was a good or bad thing, if he were to be honest.
But still! Itā€™d been 10 years since heā€™d to spoken to someone, something other than the air. Damian said his brothers wouldnā€™t follow him, despite saying heā€™d bring them to meet Danny during one their tentative hangouts, and Danny supposed that was a good thing. He didnā€™t want Damian to sound crazy or look crazy for talking to thin air, especially not by his family.
Though, what was interesting was the weird amount of black-haired blue-eyed outsiders hanging around town. The FentonWorks rubble had a pretty good view of most of town, despite itā€™s slow erosion into dust, so Danny was able to see the several strangers in town whenever he went looking.
Damian said his family was looking into ectoplasm due to itā€™s relation with the dead, and trying to find if anyone around town knew how to access their information databases. They needed to know if there was a way to relieve ā€œJasonā€™sā€ burden of the ā€œLazarus Rage,ā€ and prepare in the case someone else in the family acquires it. And that ā€˜Lazarus Pitsā€™ are classified information, but who did Danny have to share it to, no one could talk to him except Damian, anyway.
And truthfully, those Lazarus Pits Damian mentioned sounded like pools of ectoplasm that Maddie and Jack wouldā€™ve killed for. Danny could only suggest looking into ā€˜ecto-acneā€™ treatments, as from one of the stories of Vlad Masters Dannyā€™d heard, it sounded like the short-term effects of ectoplasm exposure.
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Damian didnā€™t know why he was sharing so much confidential with Daniel, but he didnā€™t seem to mind, and didnā€™t seem to talk to anyone else. He figured itā€™d be fine. Daniel needed to know as much context as possible in order to help Damian.
Daniel was strange, he spoke in large amounts, but quieted as though he doesnā€™t expect someone would respond to him. He rarely moved, and there was something unnatural about him. Perhaps the lack of a rise and fall of his chest, or the way his eyes shined.
Damian couldnā€™t help but make comparisons to the dead heā€™d seen. Lightless glossy eyes, pale skin, sallow flesh. Daniel was built like a dying or dead person.
Damianā€¦ worried. Heā€™d grown close to the other boy, Danielā€™s snark to Damianā€™s sharp tongue and his acceptance of Damianā€™s veganism, multiple other factors about Damian never drove Daniel away from him. It was nice, being accepted by someone outside of his family. Danielā€™s health was concerning, malnutritioned and Danielā€™s reaction time was slow. Multiple things were off-kilter about him, and Damian wanted to know why. So he could help.
Because Danny was his friend.
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Dick observed Damian. Heā€™d taken to pacing the length of the hotel room, and he seemed worried about his new friend (!!! Dami has a friend!!!! And heā€™s worried about him!!!), muttering about bringing food to the next time he visited. Dick kinda felt bad about what he was about to tell Dami.
ā€œRichard, why are you looking at me?ā€ Dami asked, stopping his pacing to look up at Dick, a soft half-hearted glare on his face.
ā€œUh well, Timā€¦ā€ (fuck! He wasnā€™t supposed to mention Tim!)
ā€œWhat did Drake do?ā€
ā€œTim told me to tell you that weā€™d gotten enough information and that we were leaving in two days, just in case something new crops up!ā€ Dick rushed, knowing that Dami would loathe the information, but despise Dick more for not telling him.
Dami needed to say goodbye to his new friend, after all, but from what Dick could tell, they couldnā€™t even have long-distance communication, because ā€œDaniel Who Liked Being Called Dannyā€ didnā€™t even have a phone!
Damiā€™s click of his tongue was expected, and his expression had worsened too. Dick had messed up, but he didnā€™t think there was anyway to break it gently that Damian would have to leave his newfound friend.
The boy stormed off, leaving the room with a door slam. Dick felt bad, man. Wellā€¦ Dick did have a spare phone he was free to gibe to someoneā€¦ Perhaps Danny would like it?
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danopdf Ā· 4 months ago
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RICHARD WINTERS?????
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wisteriagoesvroom Ā· 6 months ago
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lando: issey miyake pleats. university of cvntology. captain of the team of servington. head bitch in charge of yassification applications.
oscar: whatever-the-hell-i-want-itis
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palehottubchild Ā· 7 months ago
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what i like about the secret history is you can tell exactly who 'got' the book and who didnt by the reviews. and im not trying to be snobby or something here if yhe book's not your cup of tea thats totally fine more power to you!! its just funny that the reviews are always either 5 star, greatest read ever, this book caused me physical reactions and i havent slept in 3 days. OR its a 1 star, the book started off great but fell off after the first part, too long and rambly, the focus is on the wrong things too much on the characters not enough on the actual plot. and like, thats kind of what i love about it? the fact that if you read the book like Richard is characterised, if you read the book for the romanticised life of secluded classics students, for the dark academia of it all, then its going to be a shitty read for you! what i personally like about it is that every single character is messed up, every single character is a 'bad person' in a way and the way the idealised romanticised aesthetics are built up meticulously during the first part only to then be brought crashing down in the worst way possible is part of what, to me, makes it such a good book.
And dont get me wrong, i came for the dark academia as well. I bought it because of moodboards and edits and a glowing review about 'this amazing dark academia book' from one of my best friends. I came for all that, but i stayed because of the clearly distorted reality. The fact that you can see more and more clearly in the second part that the entire reality we think we are in is made up imagined and idealised by richards obsession with the aesthetics and i love that its so clearly reflected in the reviews because like. Yes thats The Point!
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bigstepdisk Ā· 2 months ago
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ReedSue+Franklin doodle I did while in online class
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loveelizabeths Ā· 5 months ago
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