#Mayor Desmond Desmond

[podcastbrainrotdad]

It's April 12th, say happy wedding anniversary to Mayor Desmond Desmond and Reverend Nigel Wavering .

#wooden overcoats podcast #wooden overcoats #mayor desmond desmond #nigel wavering #podcasts #fiction podcast

[marvanne111]

moments I love in "Tempting Fête"

"I can only read what I've got written down, Mr. Funt." "Councilor Funt! -Funn, Councilor Funn."

the fact that it's been 11 years of this Funn/ Funt debate (alternatively, that both the reverend and the mayor have addressed him properly the last three episodes and seemed to have no problem with it)

"Yes, well, I'll see what I'm doing that day" -leading the funeral, one would hope?

underrated bit of the series in general: cell service only being available in the reverend's bathroom

"I think he's quite dishy" (this scratches such an itch in my brain; I quote it once a week)

the mayor and reverend (who will be dating by the end of the episode) agreeing emphatically with the above statement

the reverend wearing eye shadow! (incredible, show stopping, spectacular, never been seen before)

"It was one mouse! and, and I don't know anything about it"

"All opposed?" "... I mean, I'd say opposed is a strong word-" "Done! Carried unanimously!"; "All opposed? "I, uh-" "Overruled! Motion carried!"

"We already have an identity: it's miserable and it works." (i want this on a t-shirt)

"There hasn't been a fête for eleven years." "Astonishing. Who's in charge of local events?" "Rudyard." "Ah."

"Look, it's easy to throw money around and get excited about rustic dancing, but we've got-" "I'LL SAY IT IS!"

"His world had once again become an increasingly scary place. There was only one thing left to do..." "Georgie?" "Yeah?" "We're emigrating."; "It was time for swift and decisive action, and there was only one place to head for: Reverend Wavering's bathroom"; at the funeral I was able to witness Rudyard, bereft of Reverend and with few attendees, deliver a stirring and entirely improvised speech about the circuities of fate, the struggles of discord, and an intractable acceptance of the way the cookie crumbles, a sermon that moved the late Basil Corbett’s niece to say, quite simply:" "We want our money back" (some really fantastic narration moments in this one that make me giggle every time)

Rudyard including Madeleine in the emigration plans is said so sweetly and it honestly makes me a little soft

"One word: Chapman." "I should return his calls-" "Chapman?" "- probably won't, though"

"Rudyard, other people do those things for you!" "Conscription?" "Volunteering!"

"I, I, I do like spreadsheets!"

(No Madeleine, I hate raffles!") (these posts are always so Rudyard-centric lol and it's helped me come to the conclusion that he really is the funniest)

"Do you know how many gallons of fluid I'll have to drain from a man that size? Possibly thousands!" "What a ridiculous lie!" (this is another one that I quote often lol)

"I wish I were Mrs. Carnegie!" "You will be, Mrs, Turner. You will be." (WHAT IS THIS RESPONSE?!)

"Fancy a funeral?" "That a threat?"; "Don't forget your funeral." "Was that a threat?"

"Socializing? That'd take up ten minutes and then what would they do? No. Perpetual scheduled activity, that's the way."

"Put some clothes on!" "IT'S MY HOUSE!"

"Antigone?" "What?!" "Helicopters!" "Go back to your side of the table."

"Now get over there and sabotage something!" "*sigh* Fine." "Do you really think that's going to help?" "Oh maybe not, but it'll cheer me up."

"Called up the family, made up a story about... well, re-organizing a fête, that sort of thing." "How did they react?" "Well, they weren't very happy..." "But?" "No, that's it, they weren't very happy."

"You know, I can actually see your future." "Oh yes?" "Mmm hmm. And it involves this crystal ball getting shoved STRAIGHT up your-"

"Alright sir! Mission accomplissshhhhed." "Hello, Georgie." "Hello..." "Get out, Georgie." "Goodbye..."

The Mayor trying to rustic dance for a couple of hours before giving up

Lady Templar's glass eye. (That's it. That's the post.)

"He'd be spinning in the grave you haven't put him in yet!" (best line of the episode honestly)

"What a dreadful little man!" "Yes... mind you, he looks good in a suit"

"Even in a crowd, they all look lonely" (🤌🤌🤌)

"Can't win 'em all" 'Winning anything at all would be a nice change." (also want this on a t-shirt)

"You like to be the hero, don't ya?" (Georgie's the GOAT)

"Rudyard. Do you know what this chap did?" "Yes, he told me" (my man is already so tired of Eric lol)

#wooden overcoats #chapgone #it's in the subtext #i'm back on my bullshit #these get longer every time #and i'm not even sorry about it #this series is the single thread holding me together right now #still the best #Rudyard Funn #Antigone Funn #Georgie Crusoe #Eric Chapman #Mayor Desmond Desmond #Reverend Wavering #Lady Templar #Madeleine

[boughs-of-hollis]

made quiz, take it at ur own risk

i just finished listening and i needed to get this out

#wooden overcoats #wo #podcast #Rudyard funn #antigone funn #georgie crusoe #eric chapman #nigel wavering #mayor desmond desmond

[everyonesonthespectrum]

Today’s Autistic character of the day is:

Mayor Desmond Desmond from Wooden Overcoats

Requested by @friend-through-teenage-nights

#headcanon #mayor desmond desmond #mayor desmond #desmond desmond #mayor desmond desmond wooden overcoats #mayor desmond wooden overcoats #desmond desmond wooden overcoats #wooden overcoats #autism #autistic #actually autistic #autistic characters #autistic character of the day

[yoshimickster]

Nigel consoling Desmond after being scared by the Muppet Christmas carol is PEAK relationship goals.

#wooden overcoats #mayor desmond #mayor desmond desmond #desmond desmond #nigel wavering

[secondstar-acorn]

I’m watching wayward guide for the first time and it’s so fucking good where is the hype for this series

#the whole cast is on their a-est of a games #wayward guide for the untrained eye #wayward guide #tin can bros #also dylan Saunders as desmond is my new favourite character #and Corey as the chef is hysterical #AND MARY KATE!!!!! HOLY SHIT SHE’S SO TALENTED #like I knew it before but she still blows me away #also Sean astin is randomly here????? #and Diane being mayor!!!!

[pixelateder]

is it finally the season when it’s socially acceptable to listen to the wovercoats christmas special every day?

#wooden overcoats #my brain has been going #GOOD MAYOR DESMOND LOOKED OUTSIDE #all day

[desertflowerbowling]

I have to say, of all the surprising and hilarious plotlines in wooden overcoats, the only one that completely blindsided me was the reverend and the mayor’s romance.

#i was NOT ready for that one lmao i spit out my water when they mentioned going on a date #and every time them being a couple is mentioned i still have a moment of ??? #but honestly good for them i hope they��re happy together #wooden overcoats #Kepler rambles #nigel wavering #desmond desmond #is that their names? they’re just the mayor and the reverend in my head

[redbnil]

Ilimitada: la fe no es la mayor virtud - por Desmond Ford

Tres cosas durarán para siempre: la fe, la esperanza y el amor, y la mayor de ellas es el amor ( 1 Corintios 13.13 , NTV). Aunque la fe es la clave de todos los tesoros de esta vida y la próxima, aunque es la primera de todas las virtudes, ciertamente no es la más grande. Es genial porque conduce a lo más grande. Porque la fe es tanto un despojarse de sí mismo como una recepción del Espíritu…

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#Ilimitada: la fe no es la mayor virtud - por Desmond Ford

[insidecroydon]

Year of Culture set to begin with an Oratorio of Hopelessness

CROYDON IN CRISIS: If, like us, you have been scouring the listings pages to find what’s planned for Croydon’s year as London’s Borough of Culture, you’re likely to be disappointed. But some of the PR deals surrounding the event have found their way to some familiar suppliers. EXCLUSIVE by STEVEN DOWNES No Khan do: the Borough of Culture launch did more to promote Boozepark than Croydon’s arts…

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#Andy Stranack #Borough of Culture #Boxpark #Caterina Loriggio #Conservative #Croydon #Desmond Dekker #Fairfield Halls #Four Communications #Jo Negrini #Justine Simons #Kristian Aspinall #Labour #London #Mayor Jason Perry #Mayor Sadiq Khan #Oliver Lewis #Tony Newman #Tory #White Label

[podcastbrainrotdad]

One thing I delight in when it comes to Rev.wavering and Mayor Desmond's relationship is that there's no angst between them, none, and don't get me wrong I love me some angst but seeing these two queer men be deliriously happy together, having such boring mundane problems like forgetting birthdays and generally being the sweet gay elderly couple that the messier characters confind in is such a breath of fresh air when it comes to gay representation in media.

Even though they both had a difficult upbringing you never doubt their happiness or their love for each other, they don't get homophobic family members trying to break them apart or big horrible fight scenes, they're never ashamed to display their affection, everyone in the gosh darn village agrees they're a good pair, doofus weirdos in love.

I wish we had more seamlessly happy queer rep in media, I'm tired of being emotionally torn to shreds.

#nigel wavering #mayor desmond desmond #wooden overcoats podcast #wooden overcoats #wo #lincoln speaks #podcast

[marvanne111]

moments I love in “The Bane of Rudyard”

“love to disagree with you- and oh! I’m doing it now”

the pause after Eric opens the door where all you can hear is the bell

“you don’t need to brag about it. I have met people before.”

Chapman’s awkward stilted laugh after Antigone laughs (Tom Crowley plays the comedic “straight man” so well and it gets me every time)

“Any time.” “Thank you!” “Any time at all.” “Yeees”

Rudyard’s preoccupation with the light ale while Antigone talks about how she completely definitely 100% does not like Chapman (”Well, if he thinks I’m going to buy him a light ale, he is very much mistaken.... I can’t think of a scenario where I would buy someone a light ale.”)

the fact that Rudyard just knows off the top of his head what qualifications are necessary to call oneself Right Honourable

“I don’t like the man across the road from me.” “Exactly!”

“if we had two funeral homes, why not two fire stations? Two hospitals? Two mayors?”

“it’s a REALLY nice lift!” “Oh, thanks Rudyard.”

“I hereby pronounce this funeral home open!” “What?! What are they doing there?!!”

“after a coffee and a couple of truffles”

Rudyard bragging about the cinnamon-smelling corpses, even though he was just giving Antigone shit about it (sibling energy™)

“Mr. Askey was Rudyard’s old PE teacher at school- so his delight is almost entirely justified” (this was the exact moment I fell in love with this show- which says a lot about my PE experience in school)

#wooden overcoats #chapgone #not technically #but it's in the subtext #i'm back on my bullshit #relistening to this series because I need inspiration and i love it so fucking much #i swear this is the only thing that makes me feel normal #eric chapman #rudyard funn #georgie crusoe #antigone funn #mayor desmond desmond

[boughs-of-hollis]

i love you Georgie Crusoe i, too, have a handful of men i begrudgingly take care of

#wooden overcoats #georgie crusoe #rudyard funn #mayor desmond desmond

[annabelle--cane]

ace allyship from mayor desmond desmond

#wooden overcoats #marina marvels at life #id in alt text

[66sharkteeth]

Okay, on a lighter note finally-

Weekly thoughts on this week's episode. Which to be honest... I don't have many! Which is kind of nice after being a little disappointed and frustrated the past few weeks. For the most part, people reacted exactly how I hoped and expected this episode. Though the few people (who I assume are like 12) commenting things (unironically) along the lines of like "Desmond is a pussy for not just killing the mayor" are hilarious.

The only other thing to really note this episode is it actually super made my week that more than 3 people recognized Nine Lives and were excited to see him. I don't feel like my work outside of CoB really matters much but Nine is a super important OC to me, so it really made me happy some people actually know and like him. For those who don't know, he's Finze's canon boyfriend (and now) fiance. I post a lot of other versions of them from non-CoB related stories I wanna write, but in the CoB universe, Finze has an entire off-screen romance going on with him. Maybe I'll share more of it some day but I get kinda insecure about sharing stuff that isn't like...focused on the main CoB crew.

#city of blank #weekly thoughts #finze #nine lives

[ashwritesmonsters]

The Thru-Hiker (interlude)

Female Reader x Male Mothperson (Desmond)

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Note: Just thought I'd put out something sorta cute and short to set up for the rest of Desmond's story! There's more coming, I'm just slow 😭

Long before Willow Grove wakes, Martha has already begun her day. The sky is still painted with stars when she ascends the spiral stairs of the old lighthouse.

Inside her cozy studio, built into the circular brick room just below where the lighthouse's lamp used to be, she brushes a hand over her equipment, the cool metal as familiar and comforting as an old friend.

She pours herself a steaming cup of coffee blacker than night. With the practiced ease of decades, Martha adjusts her headphones, the soft padding a familiar weight against her silver-streaked hair. She takes a moment to gaze out of the window at the slowly brightening sky. From here, she can see the town stirring to life - an early bird Selkie heading out to the sea, the night-shift Mothman flying home, a Lupine yawning on a porch.

As she takes her last sip of coffee, she turns the dials on her control panel, and with a deep breath, she begins another day in Willow Grove. The gentle crackle of the airwaves, then her voice, warm and comforting, fills the silence.

"Good morning, Willow Grove! It's your favorite voice, Martha, back again to brighten up your morning here on WG 98.5. What's the buzz around town, you ask? Well, let's dive in with the morning news!

Remember the Langston's garden gnome that mysteriously disappeared last week? Yes, that cherubic one with the red pointy hat. Well, it's been found! Our mayor's son, Desmond, found it perched on a pine tree during his nightly flight. Nothing like some harmless mischief to add a dash of excitement to our lives, isn't it?

Now, our Selkie friend, Bella, deserves some applause. She's just returned from a successful sardine run. Ah, to be blessed with such fresh catch for the upcoming town bake-off! Do drop by the dock to show some love. I'm sure she's got something delicious in the works.

On the Lupine side of things, have you seen the majestic new mural on the side of the grocer's? Talented painter and Lupine, Marla, has been adding the finishing touches under the moonlight. Don't miss it when you're in town for groceries, it's a true masterpiece.

Now, for the drumroll, folks! In just under two weeks, our favorite time of the year will be upon us. That's right, the annual Founding Festival is right around the corner! I can already taste the moon cakes and hear the shell flutes piping. Mothpeople, Selkies, Lupines, and Humans alike, let's get ready to celebrate the vibrant tapestry that makes Willow Grove our home. So, mark your calendars, folks!

That's all for the morning roundup, Willow Grove. Let's have a splendid day and remember - keep your smiles wide and your hearts open. Martha, signing off. Now, the music."

***

As you stand at the edge of Willow Grove, your heart swells with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. The last leg of your hike along the Appalachian Trail has left you feeling haggard, your once-neat hiking outfit now with far too many holes, and the straps of your camera bag digging into your shoulders. But as you gaze upon the town, you can't help but feel that it was all worth it.

"Here goes nothing," you whisper to yourself, taking a deep breath and stepping onto the cobblestone streets.

The quaint charm of the town immediately envelopes you. The buildings are an eclectic mix of architectural styles – from Victorian cottages to modern storefronts, each adorned with colorful shutters and planter boxes overflowing with flowers. The scent of fresh-baked bread wafts through the air, tempting you to forget everything and eat your way into a carb coma.

"Wow," you murmur under your breath, already feeling your weary limbs lightening at the sight of this picturesque haven. It's unlike any place you've ever been before, and yet, it feels strangely like home.

You walk further into town, your eyes drinking in the lush, wooded surroundings. Leaves of every shade of green rustle gently above you, casting dappled sunlight onto the cobbled path. Birds flit between the branches, their cheerful melodies sounding suspiciously like a welcome. You can't resist snapping a few photos with your trusty film camera, capturing the beauty of this magical place. Maybe Desmond would like these shots; perhaps he'd be proud that you followed through on your promise to visit his hometown.

"Keep it together," you chide yourself, shaking off the butterflies threatening to take flight in your stomach. "You came here for a fresh start, remember?"

But even as you remind yourself of your initial intentions, there's no denying that the thought of possibly bumping into Desmond again sends a thrill down your spine. You went on this insane journey seeking solace in nature and photography after the breakup, but now that you're here, the possibility of rekindling things with Desmond is too close to ignore.

"Focus," you tell yourself firmly, snapping one last photo of a particularly charming ivy-covered house before making your way further into town. "You're here for you, not just for him."

With that in mind, you continue your exploration of Willow Grove, utterly enchanted by its beauty and magic. And as you wander the streets, camera in hand, you can't help but feel that maybe – just maybe – this place is exactly what you need.

"Excuse me," you approach a group of friendly-looking townsfolk, hoping they can point you in the direction of a place to stay. "I just arrived in town and was wondering if there's an inn or something nearby?"

"Of course!" one woman replies with a warm smile. "There's a lovely little bed and breakfast run by a Lupine named Evangeline. It's just down the road, on the left side."

"Thank you," you say gratefully, already feeling welcomed by their kindness.

"By the way," another person chimes in, "You're just in time for our Founding Festival! We're all getting ready for it, so there's a lot of excitement around town."

"Sounds like fun," you reply, imagining the celebrations and camaraderie that must come with a big event in a small town. "I'll definitely check it out."

With their directions in mind, you continue on your way, finding yourself in the town square not long after. A weathered, important-looking statue stands at its center, depicting a Mothman, a Selkie, and a Lupine, all standing tall and proud in unity. The plaque at its base is weathered to the point of being near-unreadable, but it's easy to gather that the town has been quite diverse ever since its founding hundreds of years ago.

Around the statue, townsfolk are busy setting up stalls and decorations, their laughter and cheerfulness filling the air. You can't help but feel a sense of belonging in this close-knit community, and the anticipation of the upcoming festival only fuels your excitement. You raise your camera to your eye, and unlike people in the big cities, the townsfolk don't mind that you're snapping a picture with them in it. If anything, you think they smile a little wider.

After taking in the scene, you make your way to the bed and breakfast, finding it as charming and inviting as described. The scent of fresh-baked bread wafts through the air as you enter, and a fire crackles in the hearth, welcoming you with its warmth. You can't help but smile as you approach the front desk, where a friendly Lupine woman greets you, her fur dark brown and shiny. She's slightly hunched over in a way that makes you think either the ceiling is low or she is huge.

"Welcome to my bed and breakfast," she says with a kind smile, tactfully baring only the faintest hint of her sharp teeth. "I'm Evangeline. How can I help you?"

"Hi, Evangeline," you reply, returning her smile. "I'd like to book a room for a couple of weeks, if that's possible."

"Of course! We have plenty of availability." She begins the check-in process by pulling out an actual paper and pen with her paws, and you feel a sense of relief knowing you've found a place to call home during your time in Willow Grove.

As you settle into your new lodgings, the excitement of the upcoming Founding Festival mingles with the possibility of seeing Desmond again. You remind yourself not to let that prospect overshadow the personal journey you're on, but there's no denying the allure of reconnecting with him. For now, though, you focus on the present — immersing yourself in the charm of Willow Grove, camera always at the ready for picture-perfect moments in this picture-perfect town.

The late afternoon sun filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the room as you close the door behind you. Your new temporary sanctuary is cozy, with a plush bed and antique wooden dresser, adorned with framed photos of Willow Grove's natural beauty. The anticipation of meeting Desmond again brings a fluttery sensation to your chest, like butterflies dancing between each heartbeat.

"Alright," you say to yourself, trying to shake off the nerves. "Get it together."

As you unpack your belongings, your thoughts drift back to the night you shared with Desmond on the trail. In the grand scheme of things, it was so brief and quick. But between the vulnerability you both had exposed to each other and the heartfelt conversation around the fire (and the mind-blowing sex), you couldn't help but feel drawn to him. So deeply drawn to him that you were here now.

"Wish I could've called ahead," you mutter, placing your camera on the dresser. "Would that have been less... weird?"

You pause, staring at your reflection in the mirror above the dresser. A tired but determined face gazes back, and you take a deep breath. You paid for two weeks in this room—there's no turning back now.

"Okay, let's think this through," you tell yourself, sitting on the bed. "If Desmond thinks I'm crazy for coming here, I'll just... deal with it. We're both adults. Right? Besides, I didn't come all this way just for him. I came for me too."

You shuck off your dirty windbreaker, shaking your head. You're too tired to think things through. You lay back on the bed, the soft mattress embracing you like a specific long lost lover. The tiredness you feel goes beyond the physical. You're mentally and physically exhausted from living like a cavewoman the past few months. But here, in this cozy little room, surrounded by the enchanting beauty of Willow Grove, you finally feel a sense of peace. The kind of peace that comes from being in a place that feels like home, even if it's your first time being here.

As you close your eyes, you think of Desmond, his chitinous features and piercing carnelian eyes. You can almost feel his touch again, his mandibles on your lips, his strong arms wrapped around your body, his proboscis... elsewhere. You let out a sigh, knowing that there's no point in kidding yourself. You came here for Desmond, and Desmond alone. You're not sure where things stand between the two of you, but you know that there's a connection between you that can't be ignored. Even if it makes you look a little crazy. Okay, a lot crazy.

But for now, you allow yourself to drift into a peaceful slumber. This is the first real bed you've slept in for months, and tomorrow, you'll take the first real shower in months. And also apologize to the kind Lupine lady downstairs for getting your filth all over the sheets.

#ashwritesmonsters #monster x reader #monster x human #terato #exophilia #mothman #mothman x reader