Peter Lorre in "Crack Up", 1936.
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Peter Lorre in "Crack Up", 1936.
McDonald and Stanley find each other somewhere on Beechey Island and fall into an under-negotiated situationship (definitely not in love) as things fall apart. Is it an AU? Is it a fix-it? Who can say.
my work for @theterrorbigbang 2025! with art by the amazing and talented @asparklethatisblue, please go give them all the love because everything they create is incredible and I am forever a fan. this was my first time participating in a challenge like this and writing a full fic on a deadline so no one is more surprised than I am that this actually (just barely) got done in time holy shit! if u ever saw this gifset of McDonald and Stanley and thought “huh wonder what’s going on with those guys” then boy is this the fic for u.
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little does she know that means im never forgetting crack up or s/t at this rate
'Crack-Up' by March Hastings.
Cover art by Robert Bonfils.
Published by Newsstand Library. 1961
Lorre's Cat Cafe: Baron
This devious little shit has all the customers fooled into thinking he's an innocent, derpy little baby. He stealthily knocks breakables off shelves, leaves dead birds in doorways, and steals human food (sometimes right out of the toaster), and almost no one is the wiser. Ugarte or Toady often end up taking the blame. Baron regrets nothing.
Crack-Up by Fleet Foxes is Transgender!
requested by @killthejokes
"Now, back in our town as a castaway I'm reminded of the time it all fell in line, on the third of May As if it were designed, painted in sand to be washed away Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves?"
Come to Mama! 😁