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English from gugul translate . open commis in case ur interested

[santapakabra]

[motgarel]

Put them in rice

[peckaghost]

Drops this like a cat bringing u a dead critter and runs away *side eye*

[peckaghost]

This is the song btw :p

[peckaghost]

Drops this like a cat bringing u a dead critter and runs away *side eye*

[circus0shifter]

those sad gray eyes you would only see in gay eastern european porn

(as was told by multiple people on this app)

[softaspects]

early 80s Las Vegas AU jeanharry. what else do you need? affordable housing of course! Um, but i can’t do anything about that, unfortunately, so here’s this instead.

do i know how to embed anything? no. will i ever learn? probably not. am i having ruthless fun?? yes, and i hope you do too <3

Jean is a roulette dealer at the Caesar’s Palace, and Harry is a great detective, and a gambler, and i make him struggle with cocktails.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65640097/chapters/169015405#workskin

september 9th, 7:20pm

“Don’t you have a partner?” Jean asks finally. It has been on his mind. “I feel like cops are always in pairs or something.”

Harry is drinking a ridiculous cocktail and is struggling with the bright pink paper umbrella but is refusing to take it out of the cup because it gives good vibes.

“I do. Back in PNW.” The tip of the umbrella pokes him in the nostril as he tries to tip the glass back to catch the last of the liquor and the cherry. He scrunches up his face and quickly rubs his nose, trying to abort a sneeze. It doesn’t work. It's loud and six people turn around to shout bless you! “Real piece of work too, that guy, but not here, since I was sent to be un-”

Harry suddenly goes very very still, and Jean’s eyes go wide.

“Undercover? Were you gonna say undercover?” Jean repeats in a low, whispering tone. “You’re so shit at being a cop! You can’t tell civilians that!”

“I’m not a shit cop! You just- it’s you!”

“Me? Do you have dementia ? Is this what this is?”

“Listen, listen. Why don’t you do your cop course? It’s like twenty weeks or something, then this will never be a problem again.”

“Yeah. That’s like, my main issue with it. Any weirdo can just get a license to kill-”

“You do your quick little class then I work some magic and you become my partner, wouldn’t that be nice? Or do you want to deal roulette until you keel over and die?”

Harry is inebriated, but so unsettlingly serious, Jean thinks. His mind wanders, just for a second, where he imagines another life for himself, where his hands smell like gunpowder and Harry’s cologne.

Then a waitress places a napkin in front of Harry, an absolutely giant Mai Tai on top of it, and the illusion shatters.

“You’re literally unwell.”

[locuronn]

FemLaw cause she's sexy

soon (late) a handsome normal Law

[locuronn]

Get a girlfriend Harry

[nocensea]

[DO NOT]

LET ME GO

[bathylychnops]

DE mini animatic i made hehoho

[queerdraws]

heatwave feeling

[shio4626]

short snippet from @o-wyrmlight's fanfic 'A Toast to the Pigs', original snippet from the fic under cut !!

this fic is really good so far.. i love how they portray pre-martinaise harry and how him and kim would come together (as work partners?) i also love the ASL part of the fic .. it kind of made me inspired to learn it too : )

from chapter 6:

Harrier’s gaze flicked from Kim’s eyes down to his face instead, most of the smile fading away. After a moment, he lifted his hand, tapping his finger above one of his mutton chops. “You have mustard on your face. Like, right around here.”

“I do not.”

Kim’s hand moved before his brain could follow. He briefly rubbed the leather of his glove against his cheek, glancing down at it. No yellowed smear on the orange thumb of his glove. It struck him then—it could’ve been a jab about him being a yellow man. Why it wasn’t the first thing that came to his head was beyond him.

God. He was tired.

“No—no, like—other side. Like—look, when I gesture at myself, I mean it like—you know what, let me—”

Harrier Du Bois—impulsive beast he was—didn’t bother waiting for an answer. With a trembling hand—surprisingly deft—he reached for Kim’s face and swiped a thumb just over the corner of his mouth. Kim’s entire body stiffened, coiled tight like a spring, unsure of what the fuck was going on and far too confused to do much about it. Impulsive beast! Man fueled by compulsion! The echo of his frighteningly warm hand remained, tingling.

Harrier held up his thumb, smirking victoriously. “Told you so.”

Yellow sauce on a pale thumb pad.

Oh.

“...So you did.”

Kim stifled a cough, lifting his hand to rub at the other cheek. It came away lightly stained with yellow residue. Mortification entreated entry into his soul: It’d been on his face the entire goddamn time, and nobody thought to even point it out. He decided to pin the blame on Harrier and his stir-crazy energy in the Whirling. Fucking distracting.

Harrier looked down at himself, examining his new-to-him coat. Kim moved to reach for one of his used rags (he wasn’t going to waste a handkerchief on this) until Harrier Du Bois did the unthinkable and sucked the mustard straight from his thumb.

What the actual fuck was wrong with this man?

[blunt-force-karma]

day 2, 9am and they want the dead body in the fridge...

[queerdraws]

okay bear with me, I’ve formulated a way that Kim and Cuno could get along

part 1/? (part 2) (part 3) (joke extra)

[awesomediscoclub]

Things I learned today, deep diving into the Luiga twitter.

- Luiga admits Jean is his self insert (So it's safe to assume he's the best source for any if this and it's canon *to me* ok?)

- HarryJean? "The world is cold and lonely and they are drunk and on drugs often" (...)

- "Jean is codependent w his job and Harry." (???) "I think he is good (detective) but he is worse when not partnered with Harry".

- "What would you do with Jean in your house? He has depression, is an amphetaminiac, is likely schizoid and has a codependent personality."

He also posts a bunch of songs:

'Jean and Harry song' https://youtu.be/nqVs_dUgTKM ('Do you think you're better off alone? Talk to me.' Which uses a sample from Eurythmix 'Here comes the rain again' - 'Talk to me like lovers do'.)

The lyrics he quoted above (totally normal thing to do about your insert character) are from https://youtu.be/4FkvBfchOUg

(also Jeanvic Grind Workout Playlist which is insufferable 2000s tiesto that makes me want to do a line and jump on a table screaming)

I do encourage own research into current DSM for Schizoid Personality Disorder traits, as per recent update of manual. Tl;dr version is 'Little to no interest interpersonal relationships, limited range of emotions, perceived as humourless, little to no enjoyment from sensory experiences, difficulty expressing anger, apparent indifference to praise or criticism, emotional coldness, flattened affect. Symptoms begin (observed) in early adulthood.' (Of course there is entire separate discourse we could get into here eso when it comes to villanisation of cluster A etc. but for the purpose of this post I will not indulge in that here bc my main hyperfocus was with cluster B and I feel i lack knowledge outside just reading DSM.)

So we have seemingly "lacking direction in life" young adult Jean who at some point joins RCM, meets Harry and becomes so utterly obsessed in that man, that when he goes through what can be perceived (at least as emotional load) as breakdown if their relationship he (despite seemingly being humorless?) goes through with entire inside joke Bevvy in a wig scheme just to try not to 'cramp his style' and bury the hatchet. We have a man with a mental disorder in an active stimulant addiction trying to take responsibility of two people for his superior over and over and over ('it's a farce by now') and still being the one to go out of his way to repair whatever is between them because Harry Du Bois and RCM are his only hyperobsessions.

(plasters that les mis quote about some men always being a reverse, an inverse, their names always starting with 'and' because they are not really a full person without the one who is leading them)

Do you see why this blorbo is doing some unbelievable things to me? The amount of himself he had to get over just to be a good partner to Harry? The amount of can opening Harry must've done? Just... ugh.

Is he perfect good little partner therapist doctor mummy daddy and carer for Du Bois? Of course the fuck not. He is simply just as broken, simply few years behind with destruction.

[heronesque]

[lesansnom]

Harry du bois et son pote Kim Kitsuragi de Disco Elysium

J’ai pas encore terminé mais c’est déjà génial !!!!

Aussi je me suis fait la veste du Lieutenant Kim Kitsuragi et elle est très confortable

[nocensea]

[DO NOT]

LET ME GO