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#the black phone #albert shaw #it is what it is

I can't stop thinking about Hannibal's face when Mason was stabbing the arm chair. Hannibal's looking at him in utter disbelief like :o

#this fucking emoji at the end!!!#hannibal #I think about this scene a lot

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‘Thoth and the Chief Magician’, 1925. Evelyn Pau

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#seinfeld #ancient egypt #it’s true

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DEAN MARTIN and JERRY LEWIS in MONEY FROM HOME (1953)

#dean martin #jerry lewis #home from home #I just

Dreaming of the Terrible Blue

Black Phone oc Bradley x Albert Shaw for @electricfizzysoda’s birthday gift! 😌🤗🧁

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It was nearly a full moon. It must have been because the whole forest was lit with silver. Black trees, blue snow. He was so cold, no shoes or jacket. Bradley was sprinting through the thickets best he could, but the snow was deep and deep and he couldn’t get far. He heard him not far behind, heavy things on his belt didn’t slow him down. Bradley scrambled, but something was catching him in the snow. It could have been simple branches underneath but it wasn’t going to matter now. His hair was yanked backward and he could feel a steel arm lifting and slamming him down to the ground. This ground was steady and hard, his head was cracking. And then the man was on top of him. Wild, inhuman expressions on his face. What a handsome face. What an open, pale blue chest against the moon. The man lifted his knife, jagged, the size for cutting up hunted animals, and plunged it deep into Bradley’s belly.

He woke with the thickest guttural scream. The kind your mind and mouth were holding in for seconds before your body finally let you have it.

“Hey, hey, hey,” Albert woke from his sleep repeating. He leaned in and kissed Bradley a few times on his cheeks. “You’re okay, I’m here.” Albert took one of Bradley’s hands and laced their fingers together before Bradley even spoke. “I’m sorry,” Bradley whispered weakly. He felt so scared, like his body and soul had been through something you can’t come back from. “Shhh.” Al led their laced fingers to his torso and let the clammy hand settle there. Then he was touching down Bradley’s chest. “You’re the best husband a man like me could ever hope for.”

Bradley’s eyes began to well. His seized and frightened body sending it’s displaced energy into his heart and tears fell. He fit himself into Albert’s form so that no part of them was separated. Even their feet were fit comfortingly together. “I’ll love you until the day die,” Bradley whispered. And he felt strong when he said it. He said it with all his heart.

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Love you @gingersnaps1968 Bradley beans🫘 !

Love you Fizzy! Couldn’t be here without you 🩵

#electricfizzysoda #the black phone #Albert Shaw #oc x Albert Shaw #tbp fandom #Bradley Kushnick #BradShaw #ficlet