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honeymochibubbletea · 3 months
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Hello everyone! This is the last post for today, because i need to sleep to work tomorrow :v hgjhfjghfjh
Maybe tomorrow before work i’ll make another post, who knows?
This is a mini theory that i was discussing with @dreamcloud12 about how Phantasmo really died… and i think i have the answer… for now… who knows? Maybe i could be wrong but it’s worth the shot!
Here on tumblr, @fluffffpillow answered someone saying that Phantasmo died by overdose of chemicals… at first i was a little on a back foot on this answer because i first thought: “but overdose of chemicals…? For that to happen he would need to consume a lot of those chemicals! And he’s not an idiot to do that!” Buuuuut then, my dumbass memory reminded me that not necessarily he would need to consume those chemicals to have an overdose: by the time being when he was still alive (let’s assume he was born in 1759, because by the time he would be 34, he would be in the year where top hats where the fashion in 1793. Why the years would be relevant? And how do i know this? Well, i did my research and math (hope it is right) and i’ll explain soon why the years matter), science was still on baby steps (i believe so, because by my research, science was gaining more strength and knowledge around the 17 century… yes, i know, not necessarily the year is the same as the century but bear with me on this, i always sucked with math and historical dates) and with that people back then wouldn’t know what was dangerous to keep inhaling for long periods of time or not.
So that makes me believe that Victor didn’t know that and slowly was dying because of said chemicals…
But then, on twitter, @fluffffpillow answered me saying that Phantasmo/Victor have died because of electrocution…
And then i was like: “hold up… now which story i believe?”
Now here comes the theory part, brace yourselves:
Either Fluff is “lying” to us about how Phantasmo/Victor died because she is planning to explain that further in the future…
Or…
When she answered that question on tumblr, she was impersonating Phantasmo, and i think that he would lie to us about how he died because he doesn’t want us to know more about him…
So i believe the real reason how he died was because someone tried to forge his death by making it look like an accident!
Think with me: maybe he probably died by electrocution or even by overdose of chemicals… but what if someone killed him that way and punched his head really hard to make him forget how he really died???
Because there’s one thing that wasn’t explained here, and that is: his detached hands!
If it was really an accident, how the hell did he managed to have his hands cut off if he died by electrocution or overdose of chemicals? See? That doesn’t make sense.
So here’s what i think happened: Victor had a very good life, a wonderful wife and probably a daughter that was coming to this world. But he had a fake friend who was jealous of his success, and, when said “friend” saw that Victor built T-oby, an AI and a robot (which, mind you, was a real progress, especially by the time period Victor lived) that “friend” decided to end Victor without anyone noticing. So, he either: electrocuted Victor behind his back when he wasn’t noticing and hit him on his head, or, said “friend” fixed Victor a drink to “celebrate” his achievement and put a high amount of chemicals on it…
The only reason why i think said “friend” would cut Victor’s hands off, would be similar to the game Skullgirls: where the Medicis would have sewn the mouth of Squigly, so that way she wouldn’t be able to expose what they have done. Almost same thing happens here: he would cut Victor’s hands, so that way, if Victor came back from the dead, he wouldn’t be able to fight him or try to kill him… or at least that’s what he thought…
Aaaaand that’s the theory! :D
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bheska · 1 year
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In Brazil people were like this waiting to see across the spiderverse
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ryllen · 7 months
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the hat it is.
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majickth · 1 year
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The owner of Scarland is…odd. The place is a blatant scam; every ‘authentic’ exhibit is either a badly done taxidermy job or some repainted Halloween prop. But Scar is just so charismatic that when he tells you there’s something in the woods, you can’t help but believe him.
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emimii · 12 days
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omg i love love LOVE your art!! I was wondering if you could maaaybe draw Il Sistina tuggoffelees? its okay if ya dont wanna tho ! :D
THANK YOUUU!!!!!!!! i rlly lov some of the sistina designs :3 heres ur tugoffelees
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Is it just me or are these the exact same people
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imthursdaysyme · 11 months
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Does everyone like my frog I love him and I share custody of him with mahnoor
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mrsjellymunson · 2 days
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🎩 Top & Tail 🎩
Written for the @steddiemicrofic May prompt ‘top’. WC: 510. Rating: M. CW: Mentions of arousal, swearing, passing allusions to BDSM. Tags: Rock god!Eddie Munson; Steve Harrington realises he has a crush on Eddie Munson; Steve Harrington’s bisexual awakening.
On a day trip to Indie, Robin persuades the gang to visit her favourite curiosity shop.
Browsing, Eddie spies a vintage silk top hat, immediately gravitating towards it.
It costs way more than what Eddie’s got in his pockets, but when is he ever able to resist a cool and quirky trinket?
Sensible Steve says it’s stupid, expensive, when will he ever wear it, blahblahblah. Points out the threadbare fabric, absent ribbon, like what’s even the point, dude?
To everyone else’s delight, Eddie’s prancing around the store, kicking his feet and waggling the hat, singing Willkommen from Cabaret.
Stopping by an ornate mirror, he plonks it on his head, checking the fit.
As he plays with angles and positions, Steve freezes mid-sentence. Observes how it fits perfectly. How the worn, black, silky finish compliments Eddie’s pale skin and accentuates the new ink on his collarbones that’s already framed beautifully by his ripped neckline. How it pushes his bangs a little further over his eyes, and how that somehow makes his stare even more intense, domineering.
Steve swallows hard. Feels his dick stir. Decides against any further words of discouragement.
Robins gushes, “Ohmygoddd, you look sooooo cooooool!”
Jonathan and Argyle agree. Even Nancy says she likes it.
Eddie grins wider than Steve’s ever seen, emptying his pockets and mumbling something about foregoing lunch for a month. The others chip in change, ones and fives, and the storekeeper even knocks off a few bucks for Eddie’s enthusiasm.
Steve proffers a crumpled twenty, ignoring the others’ reactions as he ticks up a half smile and nods at Eddie’s quiet, “Dude, are you sure?”
He mumbles assent, adding, “Man, even if I think it’s a waste o’money, sometimes there’s things you’ve just gotta have. Right?”
Two weeks later, the gang are at The Hideout to watch Corroded Coffin perform.
Eddie’s in his element, at his manic best as he strides onto the stage, and Steve freezes again. Eddie’s wearing his usual skintight jeans, studded jewellery, many-buckled platform boots. But tonight he’s added a black tailcoat adorned with pins and chains. No shirt. And that damned hat. There’s studded leather where the ribbon should be, and the embellishments and silk fabric shimmer under the spotlights. The ensemble has a mildly unsettling vintage charm, and the effect is stunning, garnering whoops and hollers from the crowd.
Eddie struts around like it was made for him. And when he gets too hot on stage, does he take it off? No. The bastard goes and removes his damned jacket instead…
The rest of the group are swaying, bopping their heads. Jonathan and Argyle are even having an air guitar contest.
But Steve can’t move. He’s transfixed by the movements of Eddie’s half-naked body, his ink dancing, sweat glistening on his ivory skin, his commanding presence. And the way that damned hat makes him look like a fucking ringmaster.
Another image crosses Steve’s mind.
He just needs the whip…
And Steve realises, in one earth-shattering moment, that Eddie’s already the master of him.
Things you’ve just gotta have, indeed…
Thanks so much for reading!
If you liked this you can check out more Steddie ficlets on my masterlist
Tagging the usual suspects: @joejoequinnquinn @jamdoughnutmagician @curlyjoequinn @madaboutmunson @airen256 @sunshinepeachx @the-unforgivenn
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alpacacare-archive · 7 months
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dad dress-up
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pcktknife · 4 months
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the gala gear is so cute too bad all we wear in this game is streetwear 💀
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quinn-pop · 6 months
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you guys should grow old together or something
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they’re so :| and :3 to me
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thetriangletattoo · 11 months
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construction site worker!louis
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