#croquets
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technically-human · 2 months ago
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Confessional... things get complicated when you're a ghost.
@i-am-as-normal-as-you-are asked for, and this is a literal quote, "R!Edwin going to a confessional (full angst)" so yeah... full angst indeed.
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outsidewolves · 1 year ago
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can-obeans · 3 months ago
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Okay, so I may make this an AU LOL. Revenge era My Chemical Romance may be my favorite era. It's so messy and violent, lol. Anyway, here's N having just a bit of a breakdown. I have ideas for scenes that could come before this, but putting them down on paper is another story, LMAO.
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shittycollagen · 3 months ago
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great news! I don’t need therapy, I just need old women to tell me that I’m good at our shared hobby
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jasondeansgothwife · 10 months ago
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have i ever told you guys that for YEARS i thought it was “you like d&d, audrey hepburn, fangoria, harry houdini, and cocaine”
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mouseshouses · 1 year ago
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Roly poly croquet
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not-rascal-artz · 6 months ago
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I finally have the motivation to post stuff about my wonderland au :]
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some of these doodles were a little old so don’t mind it since this was made just for funsies lmao-
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connectionterminated13 · 18 days ago
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Quick doodles of my favorite rotting meat suits possessed by a bunch of pissed off ghosts....
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lilynoobz · 7 months ago
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look at this picture i took…
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thepastisalreadywritten · 6 months ago
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Princess of Wales and Princess Charlotte At Wimbledon 2024 — Day 14
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Catherine, Princess of Wales, and Princess Charlotte attend day fourteen of the Wimbledon Tennis Championships at the All England Lawn Tennis and Croquet Club on 14 July 2024 in London, England.
📸: Karwai Tang / WireImage
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jadafitch · 2 months ago
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Narraguagus Light, Pond Island, Narraguagus Bay, Milbridge, Maine. In 1878 an inn and clubhouse were built on Pond Island. In summer, The Gott family were happy to have guests of the inn pop by the lighthouse for a visit, and on Sundays they regularly hosted gatherings. Winters were rather lonely though.
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eden-has-rotted · 9 months ago
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i'm not okay mv heathers au when
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galleryofart · 18 days ago
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Croquet Players
Artist: Charles Edouard Boutibonne (French, born Hungary, 1816-1897)
Date: 1871
Medium: Oil on panel
Collection: Buffalo AKG Art Museum, Buffalo, NY, United States
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zippocreed501 · 8 months ago
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mintytrifecta · 1 month ago
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@trans-pickles
THE PLACE? THE DESERT. THE TIME? HIGH, TEATTIME NOON.
Out from a rugged field of sand and the occasional viper, a beautiful horse rides on into a tiny, beat up, too-dang-colorful-for-it's-own-good town. The shiny city sign labels it as [Wonderland], home to all mad enough to stay in it. And mad they are, for in this town lies the Queen of Hearts, bandit of the west who lives like a royal, and her sketchy henchman who comes and goes faster than a clock strike, the White Rabbit. A colorful town, indeed.
The horse's rider hides her face from the terribly shining sun as she descends further into town, brim pulled low enough to cast her whole face in shadow. Her figure is draped in clothes both regal and sharp, like an armadillo casting a shell to protect itself, she too hides her seldom-aged form from the world under spike and shadow. She comes to a stop at the local Saloon, The Haberdashery, and gracefully climbs off her horse.
"Easy, Dinah," she says leading her to the trough before the entrance. "Just one more stop and we'll be sure to find him, I swear it."
And with that, she walks in.
In a curious turn of events, this strange saloon offers tea, refusing to hand out alcohol until teatime is over, so every person in the saloon who can spare it drinks enough tea to drown their sorrowful lack of booze. On the stage, a chorus of saloon girls hold intricately weaved flowers into tight bouquets before throwing them to an adoring audience, voices fluttering in the wind like petals in a golden afternoon's breeze. The interior is brightly colored, as the rest of the town, no doubt with paint gotten by bloodied heart-cards grunts.
The rider makes her way to the bar, hobbling carefully to the high seat and calling the tender over. He smiles, wide, but his eyes are glassy, as if he's not all there. "what can I do for you, love?"
She looks up, big blue eyes betraying fear over her brave face. "My name is Alice Liddel. I'm looking for the White Rabbit."
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is-the-post-reliable · 10 months ago
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Can you please fact check the post going around from user prokopetz about media piracy and using shorthand to copy Shakespearean plays?
Hi, does anyone have a link to this post? I do remember reading it a while back but I can't find it
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