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Yes it's the daily mail, but they have good sports journalists. The Horner email circulated through the whole paddock, so the alleged Mercedes employee could have gotten hold of the email and copied all the recipients from there. Plus the Horner leaks turned out to be true. And other journalists have mentioned the email the day it was sent (June 10) but for some reason there hasn't been a media storm about it - which is suspicious, but Mercedes have probably threatened legal action.
and you don’t think Christian would have threatened legal action? You don’t think any of these journalists, some of whom work for the largest sports media conglomerates in the planet, would risk legal action in order to break what would be one of the biggest stories in recent F1 history?
There hasn’t been a media storm because most of these journalists can smell bullshit and were able to tell that this email was written by a lame fan with way too much time on their hands (but not enough apparently to check their spelling). The only ones who couldn’t happen to work for the one tabloid that I could email right now and say that I’m Kate Middleton’s long lost sister and they’d be interviewing me by tomorrow. Be serious.
#also some journalists have reached the conclusion that their emails are more public than they thought#and they are#that’s why the people who got the horner also got this one#sometimes the most simple conclusion is the right one 🫶🏼#j’s asks
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Fell and falling
#gomens#good omens#aziracrow#crowly x aziraphale#crowley being silly#op#crowley#crowley x aziraphale#neil gaiman#aziraphale#digital art#gomens fanart#good omens fanart#digital illustration#Kaison:OneDaySketches#vintage art#(?) maybe#falling for 6 thousands years or what#aziraphale and crowley#anthony j crowley#fanart#angel#queer#innefable husbands#a/c#someone asked so I add:#innefable wives#and why not#innefable spouses
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Is Michael Afton gay or European in FNAF?…
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#michael afton#fnaf gregory#glamrock freddy#security breach#fnaf fanart#The answer is both#Unserious comic time…#listen gregory has always given me the vibe he’s a nosy kid#so I could see him just asking something LIKE this#I think Michael knows why he doesn’t have a partner#it’s pretty obvious he’s undead#so even if he was into women he couldn’t court them or anything#Michael is unbothered by the question till Gregory speaks to others#LIKE WHO ELSE IS CURIOUS#I like to think it’s Cassie Glamrock Freddy and Vanny on the other end pff#THIS IS MY GAME THEORY#michael never had a gf cause he’s gay checkmate theorists/j#spite Michael my beloved 💜💜💜
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anthony j. crowley really is the character ever. he's the snake of eden. he's millions of years old. he can stop time. he likes to feed ducks. his vintage car is cursed to forever play queen. he invented the selfie. he drinks six shots of espresso straight. he lied about starting the spanish inquisition and they believed him. he lost the fucking antichrist. she's genderfluid.
#a true renaissance being#if you ask me#crowley#some guy named anthony#good omens#good omens 2#my beautiful girlfriend#echo yells#anthony j crowley#good omens text post
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Mr J dragon!! (With an annoying lil brother kofu dragon) 🤭
#74 & #75 - 流浪貓 (liúlàng māo / stray cat) & 威脅者 (wēixié zhě / menace) - My two favorite internet cats!!! A master and his apprentice 💖🐈💕🐈⬛💞
@straycatj I turned you into a dragon…I hope it’s ok……
#ask and you shall receive :3#saving-stark#daily dragon drawing#dragon#art#year of the dragon#chinese artist#dragon art#dragons#art challenge#artists on tumblr#chinese dragon#daily drawing#drawing#digital art#straycatj#mr j#kofu#menace cat k#cat#chinese#cat dragon#dragon cat#creature design#artist on tumblr#artwork#fanart#straycatj fanart#drawing every day#drawing challenge
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For doodle request: maybe jmart cooking or eating something together?
Or Honey with a cat or dog
Jon: It needs some spice!
Martin: You've already added enough. Are you trying to kill me!?!
Jon: I'm trying to add some culture to your palette!
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[ID: A drawing of Jonathan Sims and Martin Blackwood from The Magnus Archives. Jon is a short skinny brown man with scars all across his skin and grey hair. Martin is a fat white man with curly orange hair, faded white in spots, and acne on his face.
Martin, scared, blocks Jon from getting close to a pot on the stove. Jon angrily holds a red pepper shaker in his hand, hoping to add it to the meal Martin has so lovingly prepared for them. \End ID]
#taking turns preparing lunch and dinner for each other didnt go as smoothly as theyd both fantasized#its okay theyll enjoy it together in the end regaddless#jon will have enough salt for the both of them ^^#/j#my art#ask box#tma#the magnus archives#jonathan sims#martin blackwood#jonmartin#jmart#fabric rustles#i mixed up jons hands i just realized :/
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it is so abundantly clear you read homestuck humor wise
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staff still hasn't given me polls, what should i do?
🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪 their moms 69%
🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪 their dads 31%
grace image os i get to look at her
#edit: edited the og post to what i want but to set the record straight i edited to the post to be mathematically correct right after the#first person pointed it out which was like ten mins after i posted the og post. now fuck offf !!!!! the rest of the tags r from the og post#for some reason i feel very immature making your mom jokes about tumblr staff. which i shldnt !!#bc they suck nd they still havent given me polls. but i ig i feel imature bc it a your mom joke 😭 but still i tihnk its kinda funny#EDIT: edited the post to what i want bc yall were getting annoying . but to set the record straight i edited to post to be mathematically#also its *mum* not mom okay i am NOT !! an american . but if i say mum everyone will j be like 'omg british' like i dont know i am#anyway. i want polls please. give me the rigght to force my mutuals chose between the most inane things#also i tihnk it wld b cool for the cs weekly blog. like w each episode#i cld do a poll of like. out of five stars what do u think of this ep#and it wld b a cool thing of which eps r ppls faves#also i cld have like. whose ur fave in team red whos ur fave in acme etc#id prob just have to go with vile faculty bc theres more than 10 ppl in vile. and ppl wld kill me if i didnt include nel the ell or whoever#it wld b fun !!!#oh btw csweekly thats i thing i want to start. prob on uhhh the 11th of feb ill post abt it more but its basically#a tag/blog for watching cs one ep a time watching one ep every saturday#ya !! :3#flappy rambles#inaccessible#ask to tag#(<- idk. just in case)
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frat boy atsumu who begged you to tutor him or else he gets kicked from the team. you say hell no bc he’s genuinely so annoying to you & he only continues to prove you right. your best friend wanted to participate in a frat car wash and you agree; you don’t know that it’s atsumu’s frat. not until you see him shirtless, abs on display, biceps flexing as he throws a bucket of water on your friend’s car. skin glistening with sweat and soapy water; when he’s not talking, he’s not all annoying…
until he recognizes you, and while leaning against the passenger side of the car so he can scrub the top of your friend’s hood, you’re perfect eye level with the bulge in his five inch inseam shorts. he won’t let your friend’s car pass through until you roll down your window and agree to tutor him.
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goodness gracious this took far too long. anyways, the rest of them :]
#.png#legend of zelda#linkeduniverse#linked universe#lu adjacent at least#lu#lu hyrule#lu twilight#lu wild#lu time#dont look at me for that twilight design its so self indulgent#loz#link#preparing myself for the asks i get about twilight I KNOW theyre coming /lh /j
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thinking about how narinder only remembers the versions of his siblings that he didn't maul. there's a pretty popular (with evidence, one could argue) theory/headcanon that the bishops had their crowns mask over/aid them with their disabilities. but in the lamb's cult, they wouldn't have their crowns anymore, and they'd have to learn how to deal with their disabilities the way mortals do.
im specifically thinking of narinder seeing leshy bumping into things, heket struggling to speak, kallamar needing to learn sign language, and shamura unable to remember most things at any given time, and realizing. "I did that. That's my fault. That's what I did that to them all that time ago."
and then, on the other end, each one of the siblings seeing/realizing that the way narinder's arms and hands shake, why he has "bad pain days", the reason why he can't really do any fine tuned detailed work with his hands the way the lamb's followers can, is because they did that to him. "We did that to him. He's in pain because of us."
all of them realizing, "I hurt you and you hurt me and nothing will ever be the same. But despite everything, I still love you."
and all of them are too scared to ask, "do you still love me?"
#auoughhhh... MAN. THESE GUYS. they make me mentally ill ughhhhhh#cult of the lamb#cotl narinder#cotl bishops#listening to shamura's theme on repeat i am not fine why do u ask /j#mae rambles
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Merc presenting their car on valentine's day while their drivers are literally going through a divorce 😭
no but fr 😭 george welcoming him to brackley with the ‘welcome home cheater’ banner
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Vanessa TOTALLY got those Tapes for the FNAF lore..
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#fnaf vanessa#tape girl#glitchtrap#fnaf help wanted#fnaf fanart#TAPE GIRL MENTIONED 🔥🔥#THIS IS AN UNSERIOUS COMIC BTW..#just a lil gaff a goof even#people always ask why Vanessa kept playing the vr game and putting the tapes together#easy answer… she just liked tape girls voice#checkmate theorists/j#NAH fr I actually like that Vanessa’s curiosity truly outweighed fear of any kind#makes sense being a beta tester she of course want to investigate#this comic was kinda an excuse to draw tape girl out#I haven’t seen a ton of fanart of her like ever#so think the girl deserves some love 🩵#she’s similar to phone guy/dude so she deserves more hype me thinks#the fact there’s no can’t of her with a tape recorder as her heard is criminal#she deserved it maybe I’ll do it myself as a bit we’ll see#I love Vanessa being a failgirl 🧡🤍🩷
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teto dunking the miku orb
蝨ー迯?°繧画栢縺代∞!!!!!
(if you can read this you get teto’s bread)
#hatsune miku#vocaloid#piapro studio#doodle#ask#notanormalcreature#ball miku#kasane teto#mesmerizer#confession: i only listened to mesmerizer to draw this ask#nothing against the song itself; it’s good but……#the way it’s talked about online (including the mv artist’s other Popular work) reminded me a lot of 2010s vocaloid fandom#so honestly…that kinda kept me away from the song for a long while 💀#sorry everyone i’m a fake fan /j
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Got the chance to meet Roger Craig Smith today and he signed some art @fleetways and I collabed on!!
That's right folks, year of sonadow is real, Sonic himself said so :]
#slash j bc i asked him to write that ofc but he was super nice#i got a pic w him too and he decided to act out this art and hold my hand. i did internally freak out LOL#in a good way i was just in total shock hfkdjhkjg#also?? i'm taller than him!! wild#sth#sonic#sonic the hedgehog#shadow the hedgehog#sonadow#sonadow fanart#sonic art#sonic fanart#art#fanart#artists on tumblr#vixenart
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Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
HI I know the new Halloween character isn't out yet but I needed an outlet for my excitement (Yes, I am unfortunately a Nightmare Before Christmas girlie) 💀 so please be advised that he may not be in character here, I'm just writing based on vibes! This is technically a twisted!Jack Skellington x Reader fic, but the Reader is basically playing a role similar as Sally from the film.
P.S. I want everyone to know that I busted out my drawing tablet to make this special border for him the same day he was first announced... Yeah...
Boo.
On the nights with full moons, he liked to steal away to the Spiral Hill on the outskirts of town.
The outcrop of land overlooked a vast graveyard and field laden with pumpkins, perfuming the air with the crisp sweetness characteristic of autumn. Beyond it, uncharted territory. When he squinted into the darkness, he could make out the vague shapes of naked trees, their gnarled branches like fingers beckoning him to approach, whispering his name.
He draped his long, lithe legs over the hill, letting them hang in the frigid air. Spindly as he was, the wind easily blew them, knocking his legs around like the straw-stuffed limbs of a scarecrow. He kicked with the breeze, carefree as a child on a playground swing.
The moon stitched his pinstriped suit and tattered cravat with silver thread, touched his pointed crown at its highest points. Even the white ribbons ribbing his jacket and the pattern of bones tugged over his gloves seemed to glow under the celestial light. He liked the view, and the view seemed to like him, too.
Held in his skeletal hand was a single flower. He stroked a silken petal, then slipped another finger under it, plucking the petal free. The wind claimed it, setting it sailing off into the unknown.
He continued. A second, a third. So on and so forth, until the flower was left stripped down and barren, even robbed of its leaves.
He dropped the stem off the hill. The pumpkins below consumed it, and the once lovely flower’s body became one with the patch.
"I figured this is where you were."
He lowered his dark circular lenses. His bright eyes slid to the figure that had approached from behind, on feet so swift they hardly made a sound. They came in with the sweetness of deadly nightshade, the trace of a poisoning committed at midnight. "Not a lethal dose, just enough to knock the doctor out for a few hours," as they always said. "How else would I sneak out to see you?"
Dry, ghostly lips dashed with hatch marks pried into an open smile, both teeth and the gaps between them. Charming, in a crooked sort of way. "My dear. You've come."
You bent down. “If you don't mind, I'd like to join.”
“The spot beside me is always reserved for you.” He patted it, inviting you to take a seat.
"Such a gentleman." You sunk down, folding your hands in your lap. "And so handsome when you're brooding. You're terribly good at that."
He was, he was, especially silhouetted by the moon. The man was practically monochrome, but bathed in silver like this, his pale skin was less sickly and more ethereal. He almost appeared like a cruel angel in the light, descending to expunge evil.
"I'm not brooding," he pouted, "I'm dreaming."
“Dreaming." You reached out and tucked a strand of alabaster hair behind his ear. "Father says it’s a ridiculous, wild thing.”
"Ah, but that's what makes it so much thrilling. Life’s no fun without a good scare.”
His mouth quirked to one side, and his smile became off-kilter--as his ideas often were. "He'll bring us to ruin with his crazy, new-fangled thinking and flights of fancy," your father would complain. But you adored that about the boy. How spontaneous he was, how his curiosity was never-ending. He'd race about like a child, picking items up and sticking his face where it probably shouldn't go.
Full of life in this otherwise lifeless town.
"What's this? What's this?" he'd say. "I must know!"
"He's gone daffy," your father would declare.
"Mmm." You nodded absentmindedly, tracing your fingers along the shell of his ear and down to his arm. "What were you dreaming about today?"
He lifted his head, looking beyond the hill and to the woods. Not a word was exchanged. None had to be.
"The Hinterlands?" you whispered. "But we don't know what's out there. No ghoul or monster has ever ventured out that far."
"Then sounds like I'll be the first! They’ll put me down in the history books as a pioneer." His laughter brightened up the gloomy night. When he quieted, his gaze was solemn—more solemn than you'd ever witnessed him. "... Don't you wonder about what's out there? Stuff that's cold and fluffy and falls from the sky. Things that come in colors we haven't seen."
"Sometimes," you admitted quietly, "but those are just dreams. I don't chase them."
"Maybe you should. We should," he mused, fingers tucked under his chin. "I bet there's all sorts of things we've never even dreamed of, too. And wouldn’t you like to see something strange?”
"I would. I really, really would," you told him in a soothing tone. Trying to reassure him as much as you were yourself. "Let's not doing anything dangerous though. I sense something in the wind—tragedy at hand. I can't shake that feeling that something bad is around the bend if you tread that path."
You gingerly laid your hand over his. Behind tinted lenses, his eyes widened.
"Stay here with me," you begged. "We can be together. Gaze at the stars. Be safe in one another's arms."
“… Sweetness, I would love for nothing more than to have you and to hold you ‘til death do us part.” His voice fluttered like the brush of a falling leaf upon your cheek. He regarded you tenderly, locking his fingers with yours and squeezing. “But you know that’s not the kind of man I am.”
“Yes, you’re every flavor of foolish imaginable,” you replied, pressing your forehead against his, “and I love you for that.”
“As do I.” He brought his icy lips to the back of your hand. A chill spider-walked up your arm, and you shivered.
“Then…”
“That’s why I must depart one day.” He pushed his glasses up. You caught the tragic reflection of your face in his lenses. “Out there… something more awaits us. I’m sure of that. I intend to find it and revive our town, this season that’s gone stale.”
“I won’t stop you if you decide to go,” you murmured. “And I will count the days until you return to me.”
“I knew you’d understand.” His smile—now it was touched with sadness, the knowledge of soon parting ways. “Thank you, dearest.”
He stood slowly, drawing you up with him. Your feet followed, as if pulled along by a puppeteer. How in sync the two of you were, how nicely molded your bodies were to one another’s. Your joy melded under the watchful eye of the moon.
“Shall we share a dance? One for the road,” he crooned. An errant breeze tousled his pallid hair, his tattered coattails—but to you, he was fairest of them all. “Our last dance for a while.”
“Alright, let’s make this one count,” you chuckled, “so I can send you off on your travels with a smile.”
“Excellent 🎵” He slid a hand around your waist, guiding you to lean into him. “Let the merrymaking commence!!”
“Yes…!!”
The midnight waltz began.
He led you, step by step, and you trailed after. Movements easy and effortless, like two intertwining maple leaves, spinning and spiraling. Their partner, the center of their universe.
“It’s as plain anyone can see,” he breathed.
“We’re simply meant to be,” you returned.
They danced as if possessed or an enchantment was cast upon their footwear. The moment too sweet, too succulent, to relinquish so soon. They wanted to savor it, indulge in it—and each other.
For never was there a more perfect pair than the Pumpkin King and his consort.
#twst#twisted wonderland#Jack Skellington#Jack Skellington x Reader#Reader#self insert#twst imagines#twisted wonderland imagines#twst scenarios#twisted wonderland scenarios#imagine this#disney twisted wonderland#disney twst#twst jp#twisted wonderland jp#jp spoilers#something no one asked for#twst x reader#ooc#sally ragdoll#nightmare before christmas#twst halloween#twisted wonderland halloween#can you tell I like whimsical characters#on my knees praying for whimsy in this man#I’m okay with him being a total scumbag too tho#Skully J. Graves#Skully J. Graves x Reader
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