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norkea · 1 year
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One could call me fiscally irresponsible, but I do have a tiny pan
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justdavina · 7 months
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STUNNING TRANSGENDER WOMAN! Her dress is off the hook sexy!
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egberts · 1 year
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so faberware pans and utensils are made by the same parent company as rachael ray and kitchenaid. it's all the fucking same. they're all owned by meyer, along with several other brands.
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vintagestagehotties · 15 days
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Mini Poll!
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missingexaltation · 2 years
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This got way longer than I thought it would. Basically, a 'Wayne centered' steddie mini fic.
I love the dynamics that we could have had with this mini family, so this kind of threw itself together.
Wayne's seen Eddie with the girls he brings back home. Well, he sees the backs of their heads as Eddie walks them out early in the morning, past a Wayne who's thoroughly exhausted from the night shift.
Eddie always knows he's there, always offering a shrug and apologetic grin before practically skipping back to his room. Rarely the same girl twice, that Wayne could tell, but (more often than he'd thought possible, and doesn't he feel like an ass for assuming) dressed in that white and green cheerleader outfit.
Not that Wayne judged. He and his brother, Eddie's dad, had both been the same back in the day. The popular girls seemed to love a boy from the wrong side of town, and (unlike his old man) Eddie was a good guy under it all, so Wayne knew he was treating them girls right. If only for the night at least.
The surprise was that it was girls he was bringing home.
His friend Danny, who'd given Eddie the part time job at Thatcher's, had called it years ago. Said that Eddie reminded him of his brother, and that Wayne had better get prepared for the boy's teen years because it was gonna be rough. Sure enough, the moment Eddie turned thirteen Wayne had come home to find him packed up and ready to be thrown out.
God bless Danny Harris and his foresight, because Wayne had had a nice little speech prepared for a year or more, ready and waiting. And Eddie had soaked it in, those big ol' brown eyes grateful, relieved and full of tears as he unpacked again.
So sure, the girls were a surprise, but he let it go. Assumed the kid was happy with both, or either, and if he wanted to talk about it then he knew damn well that Wayne would listen. He'd done the difficult part already, the rest just details and semantics, and Wayne certainly wasn't going prying into his nephew's love life. It was safer anyway, for him to stick with girls for now. Or however long.
It wasn't until after the most horrific week of Wayne's life where he noticed things had changed. Eddie was home, a free man, an innocent man, and for his troubles had been relocated (with his uncle) out of the trailer park and into a nice, quiet and expensive part of Hawkins. Courtesy of some official-looking government suits.
They'd taken Wayne aside, given him some bizarre, bullshit story, and it wasn't until a few days later that he'd noticed his bank account was overflowing with compensation money. After the week he'd had, Wayne knew enough to keep his mouth shut, and life had seemingly carried on as normal. Neither he or Eddie had to work again, if they didn't want to.
Seeing Richard Harrington's boy in their new kitchen was more than a surprise. To his credit, the boy was cooking some breakfast thing or another, and trying to encourage Eddie to get his ass in gear for school. He didn't notice Wayne either, but Eddie sure did.
He remembered Danny's advice. 'Don't treat the boys any different to the girls, Wayne. Eddie'll pick up on that.' So he just waved a good morning and went to bed.
A few days later the Harrington boy was back again, herding Eddie out of the door as Wayne was coming in it. Noting the time, a gentle 'don't be late, boy' as the door swung shut, and that was it until the evening and Eddie was traipsing in from school. His mama's big brown eyes eyes looking at Wayne like a wild animal trapped in a corner.
Eddie had said nothing, hiding his face with his hair, looking for the world like he wanted to say something, until he yammered out some excuse and fled to his room to hide.
'That Harrington boy seems nice. Polite.' Wayne offered later, over dinner. Conversationally. Lightly. Apparently enough to cause a reaction, and as he'd never seen Eddie so red-in-the-face embarrassed he decided to drop it. Just a shrug and a nod in response.
He didn't see the Harrington boy for a long time after that. But he kept an eye out. The changes in Eddie were remarkable. Contrary to popular belief, he was a pretty quiet kid at home (guitar aside), but now he was reflective. Moon-eyed and lost in his own head. Practically floating from room to room and always with that damn smile on his face.
He realised that he'd not seen (or smelt) any of Eddie's drugs since they'd moved into the new house. A call with one of Rick's buddies confirmed that Eddie was out of the drugs game (finally, thank Christ), so he could only assume that this dopey, lovelorn version of his nephew was a consequence of something else.
Or someone.
It occurred to him that in all the time he'd known Eddie, having raised him and loved him and taught him as much as he was capable, that he had never seen his boy in love before. And now, noticing Eddie swapping out his electric guitar for his acoustic, seeing the sunshine glimmering under Eddie's skin and beaming from his smile, it was overwhelming. Adorable.
A couple of months ago he'd thought his boy was dead, or hurt, and it had damn near devastated him. And now here Eddie was, alive and very much flourishing. Learning some song (by ear) that he wouldn't have been caught dead listening to a few months ago. Having giggly, hushed phonecalls on their new landline when he thought Wayne was out of earshot. Constantly smiling, an actual genuine, happy smile instead of his usual theatrical, false grin that he used to throw Wayne off the scent.
He'd confessed all of this to Danny, one night when Eddie was 'out with friends for the night'. Despite everything he'd hoped, he'd never thought Eddie had had much of a chance. The world was too grim and constricting, especially Hawkins. He'd done the best he could, loved that boy with all he had, and prayed it would be enough to give Eddie the best start he could offer.
He'd heard the things the other kids called him, he'd witnessed Eddie trying to get stains out of his clothes, or sewing up holes caused by being shoved to the ground. He'd held Eddie close in his arms and let him sob it out after a really tough day. He'd patched Eddie up when things got really bad, and had quiet words with his teachers. By and large, it all washed off, and come morning he was always ready to face the world again.
So yes. He'd told Danny everything and he'd cried. Real happy tears, though, and Danny was real fucking nice about it instead of making fun of him. They'd been friends since school, after all. Hell Danny had known Eddie most of his life too. Like the uncle Wayne should have been, in a life where Eddie's parents had been capable of raising him themselves. They'd celebrated with a six pack and toasted to what was hopefully Eddie's big turning point.
It took Eddie a few weeks longer, but he eventually brought it up himself. Kid was nervous, obviously so, but nothing out of the norm. (last time he'd been so nervous, he'd been summoning the courage to tell Wayne he was repeating his repeat year).
'So me and Steve are like a thing.' He said, just blurting it out like he'd been overthinking it. Wayne had paused, finished his bite of casserole, to give him a moment to think. 'He treat you good?' He asked.
If he'd not seen the way Eddie headbanged to his music, he'd have been concerned with how eagerly Eddie nodded his head, almost giving himself whiplash. As if his enthusiasm was the factor that was going to convince Wayne of his veracity.
'Well. Tell your boy he's welcome here anytime. I need to see what his intentions with my boy are, after all.'
Eddie had made a face, like he was disgusted, but also gleefully pleased. Like Wayne had passed whatever test he'd been set.
'I'm gonna marry him one day.' He'd declared, sighing dreamily. 'He's so fucking perfect, you know?'
'Language.' Wayne admonished, and chuckled to himself. 'And no, I don't know. On account of you hiding him away every time I'm home. Bring the boy around, let me get to know him.'
And so he did.
And, a few years later, he followed through on his declaration and married the Harrington boy.
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doodlemancy · 2 years
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HAPPY PRIDE! i revised all my Sailor Prides (and added some new ones)! prints here!
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yen-sids-tournament · 4 months
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Disney Doggy Showdown!
(yes that's right! there is another mini-poll post-tournament!)
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These were contestants in our (now complete) Disney Animal Besties Tournament, the picture and poll order do not match up.
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Smee my beloved
I want to talk about perhaps the most under appreciated character of the Peter Pan franchise—Mr. Smee. Other than Captain Hook, he is the most fleshed out pirate, and honestly does not get enough love for the brilliance of his character because he’s often dulled down to a bumbling sidekick, when he is truly much more.
In the original Peter Pan 1904 play (and 1911 novel) :
Smee is described as the only non-conformist and Irishman aboard the Jolly Roger.
Though in most adaptations he takes the role of the first mate, originally he was the boatswain, but his relationship to Hook nonetheless remained quite strong, implying that it was each other they sought companionship in rather than a relationship based purely around their stations.
Instead of wiping his sword clean of blood after a battle, he is said to clean his spectacles.
Described as oddly genial for a pirate, but make no mistake that he DOES kill people. In fact, he has a curved sword which he nicknamed ‘Johnny Corkscrew’ for the way he twists it into his enemies guts. Pretty gruesome.
Despite being described as ‘stupid’ and ‘pathetic’, he’s often the only one Hook can have intelligent conversation with. In fact, it is Smee who points out that when the clock in the crocodile runs out, Hook will no longer hear it coming and thus be at risk of death.
He sows, dances, and even sings! He also evidently collects trinkets and gives silly little names to things.
He is the only pirate other than Starkey to survive the end battle, and whereas Starkey is captured by the Natives, Smee goes on to explore the world and sell the trinkets he gathered from piracy. He even claims that he was the ‘only man Hook ever feared.’
He is the only person Hook expresses admiration for, and too is one of the few pirates who is not berated or harmed by him.
Hook sees him as the only man with legitimately good form, which is peak levels of respect from Hook.
In Hook 1991
Smee takes on a more domestic role in caring for his Captain, and evidently Dustin Hoffman and Bob Hoskins both agreed to play Hook and Smee as a married couple!
Shown to be the only pirate other than Hook capable of reading, writing, and understanding more complex language (he makes a joke to the pirates in the first scene he’s in, in which he refers to Hook as ‘unfathomable’, and when the pirates don’t react, he realizes he has to dumb down his vocabulary for them.)
Jovial and quite silly, always knows what is best for Hook, and it is evident they’ve been with each other so long that they know each ones quirks.
Reminder that SMEE is the person to suggest the plan of turning Peter’s kids against Pan by making them like Hook, meaning he is the one who came up with the evil plot, once again proving that he’s not some bumbling idiot.
Actually so sweet I love him I heart him did you see the scene where he plays baseball? Husband.
In Peter and the Starcatcher (the play by Rick Elice)
Shown to be a really good actor, good enough to fool Aster into believing he’s a legitimate navy Lieutenant.
Once again surprisingly literate, having quite a few boasting lines for Stache before the Captain comes on board. He even is shown to correct Stache every now and again when his Captain mixes up words.
Seems to speak a tiny bit of French, as he refers to Stache’s style as ‘comme il faut’, though he could also just be using the phrase itself.
Frequently comes up with the plans Stache uses in his plots, even suggests the idea that the trunks were swapped. He doubts himself on his own ideas, frequently referring to his ideas as ‘stupid’, but nonetheless Stache accepts them wholeheartedly.
Is the only character other than Stache to break the fourth wall.
Pretty much the only reason Stache is still alive.
He’s also a ukulele player and a decent singer—and apparently, like all of the pirates, a drag Queen!
I don’t have much to say on the Disney version because they really butchered his character there, but I think it’s important to note that once again, he often suggests the plots that Hook later uses for his evil schemes, such as when he mentioned the drama between Wendy and Tinkerbell. This could be just him gossiping, but it might be more interesting to imagine that he came up with the plot, but wanted to quietly suggest it to Hook in a way that would make Hook think that he himself came up with the idea, so as to save his Captain’s already tainted pride. He’s the ultimate hypeman/husband.
TLDR; Mr. Smee is awesome and I love him and media should do him better. Here’s my version of him as well. Toodle-oo!
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justdavina · 6 months
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I LOVE Redheads ! This beautiful transgender woman is so incredible! Her eyes are very pretty!
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pixiedust-poppers · 3 months
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NEVERLAND REAL?? NO CLICKBAIT?? (Real world AU)
Been Thinking about this majority of the day and putting it to paper now.
“Neverland” in this context is a little county in South Carolina, close to north Myrtle beach. It’s in a mostly rural-ish community with a small town and a few shops. Not the fanciest place but modern-ish enough, it has a costal community vibe.
Residents are both young and older, there’s a strange aura around the people, they never seem to age. Even the oldest residents barely look past 60.
A majority if not all the residents work on the beach strip in some way whether it’s shop owners, bar owners, clerks, entertainers, etc. it’s not uncommon to see kids working the roles of waitresses or gig jobs either.
Speaking of kids and the youth, there are a surprising amount of them despite the amount of families living In neverland being mostly low. The kids do live in either ranch or trailer homes, in groups.
They also have cars it’s not uncommon to see a kid behind the wheel either, they’re modded so the kids use hand controls instead of foot petals. Yes they do have fake licenses don’t look too hard :)
The newest residents are 3 particularly in puny poppinjays. They stay in a ranch style 1880 sq/ft plan home perhaps something like this (it’s subject to change)
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(The master bedroom is reserved for Peter when he visits)
These are their work and work casual cars
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And this is ‘Bucky’ and ‘the mighty colossus’
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Now you be wondering how these kids have these cars and trucks well. Peter is such a loving father, that he gave them rewards for meeting their quota and hustling.
Where is Peter Pan? Why he’s in Florida! Celebration, Florida to be exact. He has a few nice homes in celebration, Miami, and LA ofc. He runs a successful airline called NeverLost (“with us you’re never ever lost!”) and is the big Mouse man circle. Why did Peter adopt these guys? He saw something in them, he saw they had the smarts, coordination with one another and how deeply their loyalty runs if you treat them right. It was perfect.
Does he have ulterior motives? Of course not :).
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madwheelerz · 1 year
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I think that Mike is going to be the fifth and central victim in season 5. When the Cali gang reaches Hawkins, this is their formation-
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Mike is in the middle and there are five people. The formation seems pretty calculated, but it also isn’t the first time we’ve seen this type of formation.
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Mike is in the middle of five here too. It’s interesting because these scenes occur in the final episodes, near the end, of the even numbered seasons. It’s an interesting overlap that’s for sure. I don’t think he’s going to be the one to be vecan’d on the hill, however.
They don’t have music so the only reasonable option for a vecna attack on that specific hill it would be Will because we’ve seen him escape without music. Mike has been able to pull him out and we saw in the shed scene that Joyce and Jonathan could break through to him as well.
Part of the reason I can see something like this happening is Victor’s use of “voice of an angel” to describe what broke him out of his vision and Mike is associated with the archangel. Anyway, back to central five. I think Mike will likely disappear just before the time skip and that it will be the inciting event for the time skip either at the end of episode one or two.
He’ll end up in the center again. The library.
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cinimuffin · 1 year
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Gridded pride moth/butterfly pixel art. If you use them for anything please give design credit (and also @ me because I would like to see). Intended for personal use only.
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incorrectneverland · 4 months
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Tink: -several acorns just to- ...you can put your hat on.
James: *puts hat on * Thank you miss bell.
Tink: Why do you do that?
James: It's what's polite, a gentleman must remove his hat while talking to lady-
Tink: yeah you mentioned but why do you care?
James: Gives me something to do, I find limiting myself makes scenarios more interesting.
Tink: You're lying again.
James: *smiles * You say that about everything I tell you.
Tink: Well ... you're a known liar.
James: Doesn't mean I'm incapable of being honest.
Tink: So when are you being honest?
James: It's more fun if you don't know, I will tell you you know me better than most ...then that might also be a lie. Suppose it takes one to know one hm?
Tink: I'm not a liar.
James: You went after a magic mirror to avoid telling the truth about a broken important artifact, and nobody knows but me and your little friend back home. I'm willing to bet you only told me because nobody would believe me.
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smashwolfen · 6 months
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Learned cornbread/muffins are super easy to make, and i found a mini loaf pan at the flea market
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I'm unstoppable now
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daily-lalaloopsy · 1 year
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Today's doll is Pepper Pots 'N' Pans!
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bookishlyvintage · 1 year
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Wendy, Darling , AC Wise [thoughts]
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