The 118 was a pretty regressive place under Captain Gerrard and I was still figuring myself out. It was only after I transferred to Harbor that I stopped lying about who I was.
- Tommy Kinard (9-1-1)
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Crossover ship of Lou from UglyDolls and Veneer from Trolls 3 with themes of music, a yellow and green theme, and the gay flag.
Requested by:anon
-Mod rapunzel
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You cannot convince me that Cecil and Lou Ellen didn't crash the three day infirmary stay to see their best friend's future boyfriend
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BofB as Killers Songs - Renée Lemaire
Renée Lemaire - Human
my sign is vital
my hands are cold
and i’m on my knees
looking for the answer
are we human
or are we dancer?
(there is no message we're receiving / let me know, is your heart still beating?)
pt 7/? - band of brothers as killers songs
playlist for the series
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this is dedicated to the wonderful and incredible lou, @ronald-speirs and whatever other usernames you have going rn 😂
it has been such a gift to get to know you, my dear 💕 you are so kind, so supportive, and i absolutely adore both our absurd shenanigans and our real ass conversations. thank you for just being a great friend! this, dear lou, is for you 🥰
love you lots 💕💕
(bonus: those beautiful screencaps of renée?? also done by lou 🥰)
Taglist: @xxluckystrike @ronsparky @land-sh @malarkgirlypop @sweetxvanixlla
Let me know if you'd like to be added or removed!
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Picture this, Lou in a one on one fight against some random camper
Cabin 20 Kid: Go Lou I believe in you!
Will: IF YOU GET INJURED I'M NOT HEALING YOU AGAIN!
Cecil: FALL AND EAT SHIT BITCH
Lou: SHUT THE FUCK UP I NEED TO CONCENTRATE
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Dusty Rose - Lou
dusty rose. even the two words that make up the name give a sense of warmth, of calm, of soft contentment and sweet joy. you are the color of the scent of incense, carried gently on a passing breeze and lit by the first rays of dawn. theres something about it that feels old - not so old to be ancient, but old enough to cause the familiar stirrings of nostalgia, of comfort, that accompany your presence. you walk through a garden of roses at sunrise, alone save the whispers from the flowers, and you feel at peace 🍃
Happiest of (slightly belated) Birthdays to @historyisfullofwars!
I was feeling inspired, and wanted to make a little something for your birthday! I realized that I didn't assign you a color during the positivity ask game (which I am so, so sorry for!!), so I wanted to make sure I put your vibes into words. This was the very first color that you reminded me of 💕
I'm sorry it's a little late, but I hope you have an incredible day! Thank you for being such a joy to interact with, for giving so much to this fandom, and for being a great friend, my dear 🥰
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The Light Streams Out
by Stria on AO3
But in the open air and colours and wind and immensity of the moorlands, that’s where Harry’s entire being feels really free, that’s where he lets himself be one with the magic that soars in him and upon him and in the moorlands all the same, making him one with the land, the earth, the soil, the air around him. He looks at the wilderness, untamed like his magic, and the wilderness looks back, a mirror that makes him safe. He lets the wind course through his hair, feels the moss under his naked feet, long shirt fluttering behind him the only non-natural noise he can hear. He opens his arms, and flies.
(Or, Harry's magic is unstable, and Louis finds himself being followed by a fennec fox)
One Shot || Harry/Louis || 6k words.
Written for the @1d-library Valentine Exchange for @goldenkinglouis
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