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honeyimissjoo · 2 months
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the boy and the heron 君たちはどう生きるか (2023)
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newlifeprojects · 11 months
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dame-de-pique · 1 year
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United News Pictures / The E.W. Scripps Company - Six stages of the total solar eclipse, 1925
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nemfrog · 6 months
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Indulgent mom. Four-footed wilderness people. 1916. Cover art.
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elliesonlyhoe · 3 days
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Yk what would be silly as fuck? If everyone just started dropping ellie/abby comfort fics in my comments rn. Like oh my god what the fuckkk? (PLWASE PELASE LLESSE OLESDE PLEASE OLEASE PLEADEM PLESSE PLEASSEEEEEEE PUH-LEASEEEEE.)
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missladyhope · 1 month
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౨ৎ ⋆。˚ℰ𝓁𝓁𝒾ℯ 𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓂𝓈 𝓍 ℱℯ𝓂.ℛℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇 ౨ৎ ⋆。˚ 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝟏
(𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 ��𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐢 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐳𝐞)
Why...
Why from every person in this planet Y/n L/n needed to fall in love with her
Ellie Williams.
Ellie Fucking Williams.
The player of the school, who fucked every girl she saw, who didn't give two shits about people or they're feelings, who was an absolute cunt.
But then why...
Why did she had to be so pretty, so beautiful that every night you would lay in bed and look at the ceiling and think of her pretty face and how lovely it would be to kiss her pretty plump lips...
oh how beautiful love is..but how cruel can it be...
But why would someone like her, ever look at you the way you look at her...
You were just a girl who loved reading till dawn, all alone, someone who cared so much about her grades that didn't even had one person to talk too...someone who was too far too gone on their own head that the only thought of begin alone for the rest of their life was making them go crazy...
But here you are now..
In class, paying attention to what the teacher was explaining, even tho you were only person who was really paying attention, the pretty girl that nobody dared to talk too because they were intimidated by her...like she was judging every move they were making.
But there was another person paying attention, the only problem was that this certain person wasn't paying any mind to the teacher explaing how ancient Romans used to torture people, no...she was looking at the pretty girl beside the window, the smart girl that was the only one that actually had an instrested look on her face during the whole lesson.
The girl that would make her heart skip a beat every time she glanced at her...
She knew you could never be with her..
She knew you were much better then her and deserved someone who could do so much more then what ellie could give you.
But even tho she knew all of this she couldn't stop her self from begin a little selfish, and the mere though that someone other than her could lay they're filthy hands on your beautiful body would drive her mad.
DING DONG!
The sound of the bell woke her from her day dream, she noticed people getting up from their seats and her eyes landed immediately on the shy girl once again as she watched her frame exit the door.
Ellie sighed as she grabbed her bag, and as the other students she got up and exited the plain classroom.
The brunette girl was walking around the hallways, people started to notice how strange she was behaving in the past few weeks...oh if only they knew....that the so called ''player of the school'' actually had fallen in love with someone that she could never have.
The girl was far too gone on her head, her mind racing with thoughs that she didn't even notice that she bumbed into someone, that motion woke her from her day dreams and made her look up to the individual that she slam into...
The moment she realized...
Oh the moment she realize....
That the girl that has been driving her nuts for the past few weeks was the girl she had eyes on.
Hey eyes widen like a fawn that was about to be hit by a car in the middle of the streets, she was experecing too many emotions in that moment that she didn't even realize that the love of her life spoke to her...
''Oh sorry, i didn't mean to bump into you, but it's quite dificult walking around these crowded halls..'' the girl chuckled awkwardly since bumping in her crush wasn't part of her schedule for the day.
''Oh yeah they're something else...haha,,,and the fault is mine, i wasn't looking where i was going'' Ellie chuckled lightly scratching the back of her neck still not beliving that her crush was talking to her.
They both stared at each other for a bit before Y/n broke the awkward silence.
''I better go now'' she said, her cheeks tinted with a soft pinkish color.
''Oh yeah of course...uhm...Bye...'' The green eyed girl said waving at her crush, while she was already out of sight, she immediatly cringed at how awkward she was.
The day ended and the 2 didn't saw each other for the rest of the school day. Their hearts were aching for more of the other, that night neither of them could sleep, their head and hearts only wanting one thing...each other...
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I have fallen into the pit of Sherlock Holmes inspired characters where one is the brain and the other is the semi-clueless but also mostly normal one whose got a lot of heart and soul and is the viewer’s way of understanding what the hell is happening in the story.
Sherlock Holmes, Poirot, Jeeves and Wooster, and Raffles and Bunny, just to name a few. this character dynamic has me in a chokehold and I NEVER want it to let go.
The stories all work really well because we have that window into characters of such incredible levels of intellect that they NEED another person to make it understandable to the reader and the humanity in the partnership with the other person makes the other character feel more human. It’s a beautiful way to tell a story and I blame Conan Doyle for me entering this rabbit hole.
I’d like to add that this post from @jus-alilcomforblelad is incredibly accurate since I also started with BBC and discovered the other versions of Holmes and have come to truly understand the devices used to make the stories as compelling and interesting as they are. Which then caused my spiral into my current state (which I wouldn’t trade for the world).
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professional-termite · 7 months
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@prisencolinensinainciusol09 the
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Meanwhile Raffles rejoined me, with a covert coat over his blazer, and a soft felt hat set carelessly on the curly head he shook with a smile as I passed him the decanter. "When we come back," said he. "Work first, play afterward. Do you see what day it is?" he added, tearing a leaflet from a Shakespearian calendar, as I drained my glass. "March 15th. 'The Ides of March, the Ides of March, remember.' Eh, Bunny, my boy? You won't forget them, will you?" And, with a laugh, he threw some coals on the fire before turning down the gas like a careful householder. So we went out together as the clock on the chimney-piece was striking two.
-- E.W. Hornung, "The Ides of March" in The Amateur Cracksman
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honeyimissjoo · 2 months
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RIP E.W. Hornung you would've loved Bunny and Raffles erotic fanfiction
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anothereldritchsnake · 4 months
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just some random eldritch monster design i wanted to draw and doodle to get outta my head, (also a dreaded feeling I was losing touch with drawing eldritch monsters) some might genuinely become characters for a project of mine. some are a lil unfinished. I'm kind of thinking about turning the many-faced one and the bag-head one... who knows.
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general-sleepy · 1 year
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"He was that terrible type, the Silly Cynic, his aim a caustic commentary on all things and all men, his achievement mere vulgar irreverence and unintelligent scorn. Ill-bred and ill-informed..."
"Nine Points of the Law" E.W. Hornung
Hornung defining "edgelord" in 1898.
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reinabeestudio · 5 months
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y si llamas al tord carewebo... ojos de huevo... hombre huevo... eggfriend
Did you mean to say Tom or are you just suggesting I call Tord names (because I will, I am 100% ok with this ☝)
Alt, me @ Tom (SLASH JAY)
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E.W. Hildick - Active-Enzyme Lemon-Freshened Junior High School Witch - Dell - 1974
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baconpncakes · 2 years
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Hell and You - Amigo the Devil // No Sinecure - E.W. Hornung // Oscar Wilde // Grim Fandango (1998) // What’s a Devil to Do? - Harley Poe // Letter From Death Row - Amigo the Devil // The Ballad of Me and My Friends - Frank Turner
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