#midnight-herald

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midnight-herald replied to your post “Haha, I need more/better anxiety meds. Or a flamethrower.”

why not both? Both is good.

This is very true indeed.

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@midnight-herald submits:

I saw this Unstoppable Shipping Machine and for sure thought it was you but I must have been mistaken… perhaps I ought clean my glasses

Donny sez:

Truly, it is like unto looking into a mirror.

[donnys-boy]

midnight-herald replied to your post:The t.v. adaptation of “Cards on the Table” should...

I, too, am a chronically criminal Queer compatriot… >_> (thanks TV we really appreciate this obviously)… Also boo, etc. what am I even writing anymore

Alliteration is the true mark of the criminal queer. I believe @werewolfapocalypse can testify as to this.

(Also, it’s even worse because, in the novel, none of the characters were gay. Which I did not know until I read the novel last night.)

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I couldn't remember if you still read QC but i'm assuming by your (entirely correct like yes YES) recent post that you do anyways i'm like falling slowly and cheerfully into the garbage dump of Faye/Bubbles and felt like sharing because I'm in a weird sharing mood and ugh anyways robot love is good stuff...

ROBOT LOOOOOOOVE.

Yeah, I don’t talk about QC much, but I do read it everyday. And I’m not sure I ship Faye and Bubbles romantically, but I am BroTPing them like whoa. It’s cheesy and junk, but they just seem really good for each other and like they can be a nonjudgmental place for each other. Which they both need. :)

May and Momo are a trash ship, and I am a trash shipper, NO REGRETS.

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Feelin the need to point out that Queen Elizabeth totally dive a truck in WWII and so a threesome with Steggy is actually less far fetched than some things ;)

Oh, I never said it was far-fetched at all. I rather love the idea of Angie having no fucking clue when she suggests Elizabeth/Lizzie. Steggy...it’s a little awkward, but they rarely called the future queen by her actual name, especially in bed, so....and they can’t fucking agree on a name all three of them like, and Angie’s gonna pop any day, so....it’s all very secret, top tier security clearance, Angie will never find out.

Until a package shows up, the most elaborate, well-crafted, ridiculous crib ever. Care of England. And then, “English? Soldier? Why does the new queen of English’s hometown think our baby is her namesake? She’s honored, by the way. Why exactly is she honored?”

AKA,. the deleted scene from the baby chapter that I never finished un-deleting. 

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“I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do." Cartinelli, Angie barging in on Peggy trying to act like everything's normal after a particularly horrible work injury

Peggy, pale and clearly struggling, about to pass out at her desk, trying to pretend she isn’t. “Angie, really, there’s no need to fuss.”

“I’ll decide if  there’s need to fuss, okay? Oh, guess what, there’s need. For God’s sake, English!”

“Angie-”

“Don’t ‘Angie’ me. Now, I’m gonna help you out of that chair, and you’re going to lean on me so you don’t break your stupid, stubborn neck, and we’re going to get your stupid, stubborn, gorgeous ass into bed, and you’re not gonna say one more thing about it. Understood?”

“Angie-:

“Understood, Margaret?”

Beat of silence. “You can’t compliment my arse and then turn around and call me Margaret. The signals are incredibly mixed.”

“Good then! You’re a codebreaker, you can decipher all those oh so complicated signals in bed.”

“Now, you’re doing it again. The activity is intriguing, but the tone-”

“Shut the hell up, English, and c’mere before you bleed all over that fancy chair.”

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WIP guessing game - slouch

No cigar this time. Anyone wanna guess again?

Fanfiction Work-In-Progress Guessing Game

Send me a word, if it’s in my wip document I’ll answer your ask with the sentence that it appears in

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Feelin the need to point out that Dannie is a chill dude and would probably be a little weirded out but probably willing to help the pregnancy happen for Therese ^^

Indeed, and what a lovely conversation that would be. “Starting with, so..have you seen any good movies lately?” Ending with, “So....would you mind?”

“I, uh, no. No, I don’t mind at all. Wouldn’t. Wouldn’t mind.”

“Oh. Well good. Thank you, I mean.”

“Sure. Anytime. I mean not, not any time. Just, you know, when you want, whenever you feel like-”

“Right. Yes. Thanks.”

Friends don’t abandon you when you dump a mutual douchebag friend to become gal pals with a gorgeous older woman. True offer agree to knock you up after you become gal pals with said gorgeous older woman.