hello vonnie
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
#extradirty
if i look back, i am lost
we're not kids anymore.
trying on a metaphor
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
occasionally subtle
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todays bird
taylor price
Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
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Origami Around
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Sade Olutola
Stranger Things
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@kemblefrog
about the frog blog
sometimes you find love, sometimes you find your fourth body this week because this is a murder mystery series
sideblog for @beskarfrog
you can find my art under #digital art or under it's ship tag
i'm on ao3 at forgottenfrog
asks are always open and i love to draw requests when i have the time (seriously, my love language is gifts, i love to make things that make other people happy (though I am often slow to respond so pls be patient if you send an ask))
I love the way Father Brown subverts the common "I don't know who could have killed them; they didn't have an enemy in the world" approach with the much more entertaining "I don't know who could have killed them; they were the worst person alive and literally everyone wanted them dead" approach.
the gag where Columbo pulls up to high-class celebritiesâ multi million dollar mansions in his ancient beat-up falling-apart wreck of a car never ceases to be hilarious to me. he arrives with the intent of annoying the murderer into a confession as his car actively falls apart on their perfectly manicured lawn. half of the time he brings along his slobbering dog. sometimes they find him dangling from a tree or elbows deep in their garden. truly chaos goblin energy to the max
Mrs. McCarthy may be a gossipy, self-righteous old lady, but she is OUR gossipy, self-righteous old lady. And she's at least staunchly loyal to Father Brown.
"COLUMBO" S1E5 - "Dead Weight"
columbo episode where the murderer knows who columbo is and that he always catches the criminal and they're just stressing out the whole episode like "holy fuck how's he gonna get me how's he gonna get me" and then they turn themself in at the end and it turns out columbo was stumped the whole episode and he genuinely didn't know who did it
Skinny legend
one time in college i was in a creative writing class and this guy was holding up the critique with what i can only describe as like cinemasins dinging another student's writing. and at some point the professor said "the plot is the fork and the prose is the meal. you are critiquing the taste of the fork"
columbo in minecraft
Columbos smile
meanwhile at grace & walterâs house:
one of the ship dynamics of all time tbh
inspired by this post by @bisidneycarter, i am here with my headcanon about sullivan supporting gloucester city đ
tbh i actually have multiple hcs about this, but the main one is that his father sent him to boarding school in the area. maybe it was sir kingsley (from quill of osric) who recommended the school to walter, with an assurance that it would instill Discipline and a Strong Work Ethic in his son. that âthey wonât stand for any of the boyâs nonsenseâ (aka autism and trauma).
sullivan being seen as The Weird Kid⢠at school, and being pretty severely bullied for it by his peers. trying to fit in by talking about football and cars and cricket, even supporting gloucester city because quite a few of his classmates were from around there. ending up hyperfixating on it, some irrational part of his brain telling him that if he just learnt more about the club and its history and the players and everything else, the other boys might be nicer to him. (they were not. but sometimes when he talked about it with them, there was a brief little moment where he felt like he almost belonged.)
him finding himself wishing he was back in the london townhouse heâd longed to escape all his life. missing his mum, and being so painfully worried about her having to deal with his father on her own. coming to resent the school, then the general area, then the countryside as a whole, because everything was a reminder of the bullying and the anxiety and the aching loneliness he had to carry with him every day.
blocking the whole ordeal out of his memory afterwards, until all that remained was his love of cricket, his support for gloucester city, and the certainty that he never wants to leave london again.
this is doing something to my brain like
