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#c: georgie
izyuumi · 2 years
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Just listened to MAG 176 and I can't stop thinking about Trevor's words, "What I want is to make you feel the same loss!"
And it's like, heavily implied he loved Julia in some familial way. He loved her. So the thing is.
Where did he get the information that Jon loves Martin from?
It's either a) he saw them acting all couple like in the domain, maybe holding hands as they walked,
b) they were acting just THAT gay, he could smell the lgbt off them
And. My personal favourite:
c) Jon had drunkenly ranted about Martin in excruciating detail while they went out for drinks in America to the point Trevor recognized him on sight.
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mitskijamie · 6 months
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JAMIE IN DRAG. OH MY GOD.
!!! I don't think he'd do drag on his own (too time consuming + he's never really been in circles where that was normalized) but I can 10000% see Keeley getting him a spot on the makeover challenge on drag race (because she definitely watches drag race) and I think he'd have SO much fun with that. He loves performing, he loves being the center of attention, he loves expressing himself through his appearance, and there's all this gender stuff at play, so it's super liberating and fun to let go of all that performative rigid masculinity he's been stuck in his whole life (which we know he "actually fucking hates") and be able to just go out onstage and enjoy himself. He gets super into it and is kind of sad when he has to take it all off and go back to being a man lol. Perhaps leads to a revelation
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newbordeaux · 7 months
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@falloutober day 2 - neon. also on ao3 🦍🦧🐒 (idk if this requires a warning but the main character in this is a dancer at the Gomorrah, which is briefly touched upon, and prostitution is mentioned. It's tame but just in case)
“I’m heading out for a smoke break, I’ll be back in ten,” Diana called from the back door of the dressing room.
“Mhm, stay safe out there,” she heard one of her fellow dancers answer, though she seemed more focused on fixing her large bouffant. Diana wrapped herself in her coat, a feeble attempt at modesty. She needn’t attract the attention of one of the casino’s male patrons.
The Gomorrah was bustling at this late hour, mostly with tourists or NCR troopers who sought a little fun in their free time. Diana pushed past them, ignoring the leering directed at her by a few not so bright patrons mistaking her for one of the working girls.
Once she was past the hordes of wanton soldiers, she breathed a sigh of relief and put her hands in her coat’s pockets. The cool night air of the Mojave felt refreshing on her skin in contrast to the stuffy air inside the Gomorrah. Even after all those years the stench of sweat and old perfume sickened her.
Underneath the bright neon lights of the Top’s Casino, she rummaged through her coat pockets and produced a carton of cigarettes. One of the Chairmen lounging outside the building came up to her and offered her his lighter. Diana thanked him briefly and continued to stroll along the sidewalk.
The Strip was busy around the clock, busier than her old home in Freeside anyway. But she found that it was at night when it truly came to life. The groups of lowly NCR soldiers and high ranking military leaders alike all gathering around the Gomorrah, the families of New Vegas lounging about their casinos, gamblers and tourists in their finest evening wear exiting one casino, only to lose more money at the next. Diana often wondered if it was the same before the war.
She sat down on a bench in front of the Ultra Luxe, watching the fountain in the courtyard as she finished her cigarette. The lights within made the water dance in all sorts of colors and truly, it was a sight to behold. Never in her dreams could Diana have imagined anything like it only a few years ago—a scrawny little girl from Freeside who stole to survive. Working at the Gomorrah was far from ideal, but she supposed she had a roof over her head, food and the means to stay clean. Perhaps being on stage, only to be looked at like a piece of meat was a small price to pay for that.
Or perhaps it wasn’t. But at the moment it didn’t matter to her, for now she would simply sit on her bench on a cool night and watch as life on the Strip moved around her.
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orangetubor · 2 months
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A couple Georgies
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I forgot what her chest mark was when I was drawing this, turns out it's a blue butterfly!
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vintageshits · 8 months
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mmm…thanks, I guess, character ai.
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ofwindydays · 27 days
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Closed for @dmpled
Maybe Kevin should have been more truthful. All he said was that he was out on the full moon and got attacked by a bear. The human was genuinely confused why that made her walk away/ Was it the way he said it.
It didn't matter though as he pushed the wheels harder on his chair. His senses were going haywire. What the fuck did he do? He saw the corner and decided to take the short cut, ignoring the vibrations on his back. Shit it hurt. He finally cut in front of her.
"Georgie." He pleaded. "I didn't mean to sound like a jerkwhen I said that. But it's a dumbass bear that mauled me that night-" He paused. "I didn't know it would upset you."
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itchyeye · 1 year
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oh jon. you are so far gone. 🥰💕😘🥰💕🖤
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hide-your-bugs-away · 10 months
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🎶✨️when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)🎶✨️
thank you for the tag @unchaineddaisychain eeee yOU ARE THE COOLEST 🙏
You're Telling Me/Is There Anybody Out There? - Alan Price
Love Is For All Time - The Animals
I Believe To My Soul - The Animals
Work Song - Georgie Fame
Kicks - Paul Revere and the Raiders
tagging: @tealightwhimsy @dilfstaine @hilton-my-luvx @haileylovestheanimals1964 @quinnallerton
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georgie-abhrams · 3 months
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WHO: @saraiayutthaya WHERE: Wolf Mountain Vineyard
With one leg crossed over the other and a wine flight sitting in front of her, Georgie rooted through her purse in search of the cell phone she could hear buzzing with an incoming call. She was constantly telling herself she needed to clean the oversized bag out, as was anyone who'd ever watched her try and sort through the thing, and yet... "On a scale of normal girl in her 30s to crazy bag lady... how insane would I look if I just dumped this whole thing out on the table right now to try and find my phone?"
Lifting her head to look to her best friend with a lopsided grin, Georgie gave up the search for her phone and placed the purse back on the hook beneath the table, giving Sarai her full attention. "Although there is a small glass of pickles in there and the glass might break and I do not want a purse that smells like pickle juice. Especially since said purse cost $500." Nose scrunching at the idea, she picked up one of the wine glasses and took a sip. "Anyways, sorry. What was I sayin'? Right. Have you seen that show Naked Attraction? It's a lot of full frontal nudity but the first episode has this guy with an elephant tattoo around his dick and let me tell you... it's actually an appropriate tattoo." She mused with a grin. "Totally gross at times but the hours worth of entertainment is totally worth all of the uncircumcised penis and untrimmed bushes."
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junglejim4322 · 1 year
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Viy (1967)
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cgogs · 2 years
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When this was a simpler time, on this server, we all lived in harmony and it was very nice, very peaceful, we loved it, and then, you came along. You started wars, battles, killings, the list goes on, and simply, my opinion on conflict is, we should keep it to a minimum, but clearly in your mind, you want it to the maximum. I don’t agree with that, at all.
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world-of-wales · 2 years
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CATHERINE'S STYLE FILES - 2016
24 MAY 2016 || The Duchess of Cambridge along with Prince William and other members of the Royal Family attended the annual Garden Party held at Buckingham Palace.
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audballreyes · 1 year
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where; auden’s flat with; @xavecamour​ | georgie
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admittedly, the music was probably already turned up too loud, but auden turned the dial up just one more. the dogs, including callie this afternoon, were bounding across the furniture and howling to the tune. she didn’t quite hear the door opening until she saw a face standing there. the grin spread easily over her face as she took a pause in dancing. “hey georgie.” she held out a hand towards him. “wanna dance?”
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orangetubor · 8 months
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Heyoooooooooo!! Who are Georgie, Dane, Thomas and Sarah (I like the names for some reason esp Dane and Sarah) AND WHATS COOL ABOUT THE MARTIAN ARCHITECTURE? I can tell theres something very interesting because you wanna be asked about it. Please infodump tell me about the architecture. I am intrigued.
One! It's sahrah, not Sarah, idk if autocorrect messed up her name or something but she's half alien,
Two! Georgie blum is Martha's older cousin, she's part of the tennis team and she hates most of the people in it, she also smokes weed but don't tell her parents that. She also bleaches her hair but if you tell anyone she'll kill you.
Dane whatever his last name was I didn't write it down, is just some guy at this point. He's not proper fleshed out but he's Georgie's friend and and it's like. He's her boy wife she's his girl husband but they are not dating.
Thomas is a little bit my favourite, he's jenny's brother and looks so much like a girl that two of the people he dated turned out to be lesbians, he's like 6'something because of the combined tall genes and the Martian low gravity, and he's missing. An entire eye. Water a helmet y'all 😔
Sahrah gamal! Resident alien! She has six arms (only two are super useable) antlers, and white hair all over her body. She's a goth of course, because what else are you supposed to do when you have white hair and blue skin? She's very sensitive to light and as such her bangs cover her eyes, and she dated Thomas before figuring out she was aro because 'hes her hottest friend'
Three! ARCHITECTURE! Today we learn about domes! They're made of this special glass that is radiation proof, but also, yknow, see through. It does tint the sky blue however so you get a lovely purple sunset. There are 5 main sections, the residential domes, the farming domes, the recreational domes, the education domes, and the 💥space dome💥 (all joined by the hub) they're joined by two one-way tram systems although they are reasonably walkable, might be a bit exhausting though. Education, residential and recreational are all somewhat scattered, corner stores in the res and ed, houses above shops and classes in the recreational, I would talk about them in more detail but this is long enough already.
If you want to know moooore you can request specific topics like agriculture, fashion, pop culture, transport, the education system, festivals, basically anything
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For the first week after she quits the Institute, Melanie doesn’t dream. It’s been a long time since she last managed to sleep through a whole night without waking, terrified and gasping and snarling at shadows, her fingers curled tightly around the knife hidden under her pillow, the handle biting its carved indents into her skin. Holding it until it hurt – until she could barely tell the hilt apart from the aching flesh of her palm, her tongue thick with the taste of blood and bile. It had felt safer that way.
Melanie has nightmares. It's inevitable, but she still wishes Georgie didn't have to deal with them.
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3k words of wtgfs h/c? in this household? it’s more likely thank you think actually.
i think this of most things but the fandom could use more wlw actually so! here you go. write what you want to read and sometimes what you want to read is Heavily Traumatised Lesbians y’know 💕
enjoy! and thank you for reading! 🌈
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nothinggold13 · 1 year
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Quite a while ago, the tots I nanny invented themselves a combined tragic backstory about their brother, Georgie, and their sister, Dorothy, (neither of which exist) who sadly passed away. With time, Dorothy pretty much faded into obscurity, but Georgie is still commonly referenced day to day. I say this, because tonight one of the girls finally told me how he died.
Are you ready for this? (…No. No, you’re not.)
He got stuck in a tree.
And tripped on a rock.
And wrecked his car.
And a bad giant came.
C tried to save him, but unfortunately she was too late. And that is the story about how her brother Georgie passed away. May he Rest In Peace.
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