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#roscoe rambles
deer-trees · 3 months
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That "Watson is an influencer" post is hilarious and I have been thinking about it since I saw it but I do think an additional layer to his nonsense is he writes influencer content with the same tonality of admiration as my baby gay childhood diary entry that read "my best friend is the closest human beings get to perfect!" He is writing very personal journal entries about how much he personally admires his genius roommate and then publishing them as #content with clickbait titles that make it seem like they're only about the mysteries Holmes solves, and he thinks that's super normal, even when Holmes falls for the clickbait and gets mad because there is a whole recipe-blog style paragraph before the mystery about the apparently fascinating ways that he sits in chairs
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lycanthian · 10 days
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guys. i made oc keychains
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LOOK AT THEM!!!!!!!!!!!
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hamsamwich23 · 3 months
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New au concept based off of the mlp infection aus going around
Hello Puppets Infected Au
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lycan-mutt · 18 days
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wolves
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avida-heidia-5 · 5 months
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Fortnite Lewis (and Roscoe!)
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I DARE someone to make a Fortnite remix of the current Formula 1 theme tune. Epic Games missed an opportunity there!
Wouldn’t that just be…epic?
Seriously though, someone please make it happen! 🤩🤩🤩
(Tag me if you do! I would LOVE to have a listen. Please! Thank you!)
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rockabillywonder · 10 months
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diversity win! the woman hellbent on ruining the flash's life is queer
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fairie-grl · 3 months
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I am a simple women if I see roscoe hamilton i like
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gr3-d12 · 3 months
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dead meat dead meeat dead meat dead meat
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dreamland-creations · 2 years
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Look at how happy Riley on this picture is!!
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gemharvest · 1 year
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My mom really wants to adopt the rescue dog that's at the vet I work at and auuuhhhhh.. ???!?!???
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capricorn-ascending · 2 years
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there should be emotional support animals in the paddock, and whenever a driver has a bad race they just silently get handed one to carry around while they’re forced to process the horrible race they’ve just had. everything is better when you’ve got a little buddy with you.
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deer-trees · 23 days
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They/them crazy possum ex-wife.............
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blackthornwren · 6 months
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Disclaimer: I love my dogs...
I love my bassets, I do! But I would swear that they've jeopardized the structural integrity of my skeleton.
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hamsamwich23 · 25 days
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Scout originally lost her now clawed arm and her wings to some asshole who escaped Mortimers judgment in the warehouse (he was to be sentenced to death for the intentional killing of innocent people). He happened to grab Scout and forced her to show him the exit.
The same event happened at the end. Her arm got stuck in the gears of the doors lever, it was ripped off to get the machine to function. She was trying to keep him in place, by clinging and biting and fighting back, and he pulled her off by her wings, and ended up tearing them off
When Scout was a little kid, he loved his wings. He would keep them out all the time.
Now he keeps them hidden, retracted into safety until he's alone (or around Scout or Esmeralda)
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f1version · 10 months
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( 💙 ) PROMPTS — request a driver + prompt from the following lists ( + idea extra, optional ) and i will write a small fic about it…
lewis + "am i your favorite?" "i like your dog a bit more than you, i won't lie."
ROSCOE AND VIVI ★ LH44
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pairing: lewis hamilton x fem! dog mom! driver! reader
summary: You and Lewis fall in love during your dogs playdates.
word count: 681
notes: this was very sweet to write, just pure fluff about two dog parents in love. (readers dog name is vivi)
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Lewis has never been a stranger, your lives connected by racing since you were young. Your karting careers took off at the same time, growing in different categories so then you’ll be reunited in Formula 1 in 2009, sharing the track once again. He had been there every step of the way, every win, every loss.
Lewis has never been a stranger, but he wasn't what you would call a close friend. You shared childhood and thousands of intertwined memories, but all of it led to nothing more than the acknowledgment of the other's presence, he was just a colleague. 
Was.
Months ago, over the winter break, you and Lewis locked eyes in a park, he was walking Roscoe, and you were walking Vivi, your dog. You greeted the other and started talking, updating the other on your lives, those you had never got to meet properly. It felt so natural, sharing and laughing together. A friendship was born that afternoon and not just between you.
Now, during breaks, you usually hang out at each other's houses, always a play date for Roscoe and Vivi. You wish it was also a you-and-Lewis date.
Today is one of those days. It's summer, Roscoe and Vivi play while you watch from the sofa on the terrace, your legs resting on Lewis's lap, his hand on the top of them as you talk about everything and nothing at all.
Lewis is talking about his schedule for after summer break when Roscoe and Vivi catch your eye, they are snuggling, Vivi licks Roscoe’s face a bit. You smile.
“Darlin’, are you listening to me? Y/n?” Lewis calls and you turn to him, he’s frowning, but his eyes are stars.
"I think Roscoe is Vivi's favorite playdate," you tell him, looking at the dogs. "She doesn't like to snuggle that much."
“Oh man, are our dogs in love?” Lewis jokes. 
“Maybe” you laugh it off.
“The cherry on top would be us being in love,” He says and you swear the world stops because you are holding your breath “I’m sorry I don’t know why I said that, I do find you attractive- Like, man, you are so beautiful but if you don’t want-”
And here's the thing, you do want, you want so much. These months of hanging out with him have felt like the stars led you home, crossing the toughest of oceans. You like him, so much there’s an agonizing pressure resting on your chest while he rambles. He likes you back. 
“Lewis” 
“-And now this may be so uncomfortable for you because I’m sure you hate it when this type of thing happens. I know. But-”
“Lewis shut up!” You yell for him as your hands find his face, cupping it “You’re overthinking, just breathe and say what you feel like. I’m not uncomfortable, trust me”
His eyes change and he lights up. “Oh god, you-” You nod and his mouth opens in surprise, he seems startled for a couple of seconds “I'm so sorry, give me a second, I’m trying to organize my thoughts”
“No need to be sorry… and I can help you, I think” you answer and take a deep breath “I like you too, so much”
“That’s- I- Fuck it. Can I kiss you?” He says cupping your face, gaining confidence.
“Of course, idiot” 
And his lips meet yours. Everything changes, the universe and its stars watching two constellations unite, giving life to something new. Lewis doesn't let go of your face, you don't let go of his, afraid that this will fade away.
As you part, your temples connect, smiling as if you just won your world championships all over again. 
He speaks first.
"So Roscoe is Vivi's favorite, but... am I your favorite?" A laugh escapes your lips at his question, you want to stay here forever.
"I like your dog a bit more than you, I won't lie"
"You will regret that," he says.
"How so, Hamilton?"
"Tickle attack!" He screams as he gets on top of you, drowning in your laugh.
Lewis has never been a stranger, but right now he was a new unknown, and you couldn’t wait to learn everything about it.
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dylobilysmomg · 2 months
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Winter Nights (Blurb)
𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: 𝗧𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝗳
𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗸𝗶 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿
𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: <𝟭𝗸
𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗡𝗼𝗻𝗲
𝗢𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗮𝘁: 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗯𝘆 @𝗔𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗶𝗔𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗲
↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺
𝗔/𝗡: 𝗛𝗼𝘄𝗱𝘆 𝘆’𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗿𝗯 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗮 𝗦𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗯𝘆 @amorchai 𝘀𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝘁! 𝗔𝗹𝘀𝗼, 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗳 𝘆’𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗟𝗣 𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗹, 𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 (𝗔𝗞𝗔 𝗠𝗘 𝗕𝗖 𝗜 𝗪𝗥𝗢𝗧𝗘 𝗜𝗧) 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆. 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴! 𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 (𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀!) 𝗠𝘆 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗲. 𝗡𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗟𝘂𝘃 𝘆𝗮!!
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𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙛! 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙚𝙧!
So here you two are, sitting in the back of Roscoe, bundled up in your warm clothes and the blankets Stiles has brought. There’s a shitty excuse for a charcuterie board between you two. Really, it’s just some cheap plastic container you bought with crackers and meat and cheese slices. You both sit criss cross against the walls of the jeep, facing each other.
“It’s chilly in here.” You say amidst conversation, and Stiles makes a face, to which you laugh in response, “What? What is it?”
“You’re wearing sweatpants, your jacket, my hoodie, and you’ve got not one but two blankets. How could you be cold?” He laughs, reaching for some crackers. “Just am, maybe you should warm me up.” You say jokingly, and he laughs with his mouth full of cracker crumbs. He finishes chewing the food before speaking, “Thought I did!” He says, referring to the time you spent on his dick in the front seat no more than an hour ago.
“And I hate to break it to ya, but I’m not turning Roscoe on. Don’t wanna waste the gas.” He says, pushing the food aside to scoot closer to you.
“I guess I’ll just freeze.” You sigh, and Stiles is close enough now that your knees touch. “No you won’t, I won’t allow it.” He says, hands coming up to cup you face and bring your lips to his. One kiss. Two. It’s the third you pull away.
“Stiles,” You whine, “I don’t have any chapstick on.” You say, feeling your chapped lips, embarrassed. He scoffs, “I don’t care! I was kissing these same lips an hour ago and you weren’t complaining.” He laughs, but you shoo him off, moving to grab some cheese and crackers.
He sighs, leaning back to his side of the jeep, picking up some crackers and salami. “I don’t know why you even bought the salami and pepperoni if you don’t even like it.” He says, popping the cracker in his mouth.
“Yeah but you do, sharing is caring, Sti.” You say, moving to wrap the blanket a little tighter around yourself.
You’re about to say something else to carry conversation when Stiles’s phone buzzes from the front seat. At first he ignores it, and you start to talk about My Little Pony. But his phone continues to buzz and buzz and you can tell Stiles is no longer listening to you ramble about the sad ending you were so excited to tell him about. He’s biting his lips, peeling skin and without a doubt drawing blood.
“Stiles.” You say, and his eyes blink a few times, “Hmm?” “You’re not listening to me.” You say, not in an accusatory tone but just matter-of-fact-ly. He continues to bite at his bottom lip, “Sorry, babe. I just hope it’s not important.” He says, and you just give him a smile.
“I’m sure if it was important, there’d be a call.” You say, and he decides for the time being to agree with you and try to enjoy this date. So you go back to telling him about how Rainbow Dash and Applejack get together and Pinkie has a baby and—he’s not listening. He’s ripping up his lip and his mind is a million miles away.
“Stiles, babe, you gotta stop biting your lips.” You say, forgetting about the ponies all together. “Huh? Why?” He says, your comment pulling him out of his thoughts.
“Because, then you’ll taste like blood when I kiss you.” You complain, and he smiles, and suddenly he’s back. Whatever thought he had completely gone, and all he can think about is how fucking cute you are and how cute that comment was.
He leans closer you you, hands on your knees to kiss you. You smile into his lips, and he hums.
“Okay so tell me about your ponies.”
!!𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙐𝙎!!
“No fucking way.”
“Yes way! And they live together and Apple Jack wears her grandma’s little shawl thing after she dies.” You say. And while Stiles doesn’t understand a thing of what you’re talking about, he still listens because he loves nothing more than the little sparkle in your eyes when you’re so giddy to tell him all about it.
“I knew they had a thing for each other from the beginning.” He says, and you laugh and nod your head.
“Me too! And not to get super dark or anything, but what they don’t tell you, and for obvious reason, is that Twilight is an alicorn right? So guess what? She’s gonna live longer than all of them, so the sad truth is that she’ll out-live all her friends.”
“No!” Stiles is dumbfounded.
“Yes!”
𝟐/𝟏𝟐/𝟐𝟒
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