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toringo · 6 months ago
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Oh, sweet revenge.
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Based on that one pic
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abitofboth · 1 year ago
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spies are forever… but make it vintage 🔫🍌
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ricky-mortis · 6 months ago
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Curtwen Week Day 5: Disguise
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smytherines · 6 months ago
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either this is my best work yet, or I'm sorry
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mondodisco · 7 months ago
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There is nothing gayer than men torturing other men while talking to them I will die on this hill
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szollibisz · 8 months ago
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WHO ALLOWED THEM TO DO THIS
god bless @smytherines for the high quality saf screenshots 🙏🙏🙏
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hatchet-handle · 2 months ago
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Agent Mega: Oh noooo !!!! Deadliest Man Alive, don’t hurt meeeeee !!!!!!
DMA: *Scoff* Don’t worry I’m not gonna touch you.
Agent Mega:
Agent Mega: Why notttttttttttt !?!
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ihavenoideamanokay · 1 year ago
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well mister curt mega IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME
you need to learn to respect the people around you
frankly, I don't feel safe.
how DARE you bring your BAGGAGE into this PALACE of joyous frivolity, flowing libations and friendship OR SO I THOUGHT.
BUT YOU ARE NOT MY FRIEND
NAY, YOU ARE FRIEND OF NO MAN HERE
and so,
I find myself in the unfortunate position *tips hat* of having to say
good evening
to the lady
and to you, sir,
YOU BURN IN THE FIERY PITS OF LUCIFER'S HELL GOOD NIGHT
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the-river-rix · 8 months ago
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Gay sex
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missholloween · 2 months ago
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Thinking about SAD London again.
Thinking Curt reaching out to Owen when he falls, desperate, watching the love of his life slip from his hand and only being able to cry.
Thinking of the DMA, a really intimidating version of him, who slipped before Torture Tango and let Curt on his mind, shouting as Owen later would do in the staircase scene when he asks Curt to open his eyes.
Thinking of how Owen's visions were similar to the original, but did never shoot/use the pistol until the end of Torture Tango, when they both shoot at Curt at the same time, in perfect synch.
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the-interidiot · 2 months ago
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( @kairithemang0 your desc said to tag u in curtwen posts, does this count? )
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toringo · 6 months ago
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Cat and Mouse... Oh, wait- Had to draw @twogth 's boys again, honestly obsessed
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abitofboth · 8 months ago
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you’ll change your name or change your mind, and leave this fucked up place behind, but I’ll know, I’ll know…
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ricky-mortis · 8 months ago
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More SAF Mlp sillies bc I do what I want
Thanks to @cowardlykrow and @szollibisz for the cutie mark ideas, as well as every one of y’all that suggested something! Love y’all sm <3
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smytherines · 7 months ago
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Spoiler: he has not
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rockrosethistle · 6 months ago
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Owen would have preferred it if Curt strangled him to death with his bare hands.
He always knew, deep down, that Curt would be the death of him. Since they met, he'd taken caution about Curt's recklessness, his hubris. It was dangerous. But at some point, it became worth it.
So he imagined himself going down an a blaze of glory. How heroic it would be, stabbed to death by his lover's knife in a spectacular double-crossing? How cinematic the blood spatter, staining the floorboards by candlelight. He might kiss him just once more as he lay dying, just to get in his head.
Owen always knew Curt would be the death of him. But he pictured a poisoned blade, a smoking gun, a well-timed hold underwater.
He never expected it to be so passive. With shattered bones on a cold warehouse floor, he watched Curt fail to finish the job. He watched him run, simply leaving him to die.
Owen's death was supposed to be intimate, personal; the classic ending to a story that's been told before. Not cold. Not lonely.
Curt had done more than kill him, he'd condemned him. In an instant, Owen's death—his death, his—became a chapter of Curt's story. Unremarkable and impersonal.
Owen would have preferred if Curt had strangled him to death with his bare hands. At least then the last thing he would see is the tinge regret in Curt's eyes, not the unforgiving echo of a dark warehouse.
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