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Hey, I'd like to make a request of moodboard for Steve from Blue's Clues & You. With a detective theme, and green and tan shades. Thank you in advance!
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#stimboard#moodboard#blue's clues and you#blue's clues#blue's clues steve#steve#stim#detective#magnifying glass#animation#filing drawers#drink#coffee#pouring#book#notebook#notepad#calligraphy#footprints#tan#green#grey#gray#brown#clothes#coat#crayon#fountain pen
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Example of a small minimalist built-in desk carpeted study room design
An illustration of a small, minimalist built-in desk with carpeting for a study space
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Example of a small minimalist built-in desk carpeted study room design
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Example of a small minimalist built-in desk carpeted study room design
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Example of a small minimalist built-in desk carpeted study room design
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Example of a small minimalist built-in desk carpeted study room design
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Example of a small minimalist built-in desk carpeted study room design
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Example of a small minimalist built-in desk carpeted study room design
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Example of a small minimalist built-in desk carpeted study room design
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Example of a small minimalist built-in desk carpeted study room design
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imagining jack falling asleep in some chair in the hub somewhere in 1975 with newborn alice sleeping on his chest. imagining the same scene replaying in alices house sometime around 2001 the one single time he got to see steven as a baby.
#children of earth#torchwood#captain jack harkness#jack harkness#ari opinion hour#not bonff#the pictures would be nearly identical#one is better quality#and the baby in it has lighter hair#and jack looks exactly the same#jack never has a copy of that one#the other is in a filing cabinet in the hub#somebody eventually combs through the wreckage and finds that cabinet#it was far enough away from the blast that some of the files survived#in the bottom drawer. at the very back. in the bottom of one folder that clearly isnt the one it's supposed to be in.#they find that photo.#i like to think that eventually unit gets their hands on both photos. id like to think that jack doesnt ever know that#coe
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9x01 | A New Beginning
#💕 Fuzzy Daddy 💕#Rick Grimes#*#rg#S9#anyone else want to be the drawer of a filing cabinet#no just me?#ok#excuse me but The Nose™#it'll be 5 years next week that this look came into my life#can't believe#still want to rub his head like it's a crystal ball and i'm a cheap ass fortune teller at a county fair#Papa Bear 🐻💕#B E A R D#hurry down the chimney tonight#ARM VEINS#ya know what I'm gonna say#ouija board party at my house#bram stoker wants to talk#MY WHAT LONG FINGERS YOU HAVE
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Comm for one of my regulars. Loveee how this one came out
#art#commisions open#commission#other people’s ocs#drawing#the utensil drawer#the file name is oldmanyaoi and I will not explain
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has anyone seen the 2014 romcom-slash-drama Love, Rosie?? this is an old zimbits au ficlet i wrote last year inspired by that film
Eric never really minded public speaking.
Sure, if the crowd’s large enough, it gets his heart rate up a bit and his palms a touch sweaty. But after years of being in front of the camera, vlog or morning news or what have you, talking in front of others becomes somewhat of a natural reflex.
When you’re asked to speak at your best friend’s wedding, however, and you find yourself sitting just a table across from them, hastily-thrown-on suit and jetlagged and all, the nerves take on a larger form. They grow, and grow, and grow—gripping at your throat, taking hold of your heart, something cold pressed and heavy in the pit of your stomach—until you’re consumed, because gosh, is this really it? Has it really been fifteen years, years of late-night phone calls and too-short moments and pathetic pining, only for it to end here?
Just take a deep breath and start at the beginning.
The municipal ice rink, the house across the street, blue skies open, legs unsteady and sneakers scuffing on pavement.
Tell them how we first met.
The classroom in Chastain Park*, knees bumping under desks, passed notes clasped tightly, words only for him and him alone. Something reserved, because the world was so big back then—it was endless—they were so young, and yet the world was nothing more than the corners of his smile stretched just so.
Tell them how we shared our dreams. Even your really weird ones.
“I had another dream last night,” he said with the timidity of a secret, the voice of a ten-year-old, and Eric dropped himself onto the curb beside him, giggling all the way down.
“Yeah? Let me guess, you were a…a leaf! And you were flying to the ground. Right?”
He shook his head, picking at the skin between his thumb and forefinger like the bad habit Eric always had tried to get him to break. “No, I wasn’t a flying leaf. Or a stick. Or a rock on the side of the road.”
“Then what were you?” Eric asked.
“I…,” he started, stopped, chuckling only when Eric bumped his shoulder with his own. “I was a puck. A hockey puck. And it was…nice, this time.”
He was biting the inside of his cheek and staring down at his hands, so Eric did what he always did and slid his hand between them, stopping the bad habit for the moment, smoothing out his fingers until they were interlocked with Eric’s own. Warm, squeezing. Together.
Actually—no, keep that as our secret.
And now, with the clinking of cutlery against an empty glass, bodies moving to their seats, and the eyes of the wedding reception flitting to him entirely, Eric takes one last sip of his champagne.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please give a hand for the best man.”
Tell them that this is…
He stands. Note cards ready. Clearing his throat.
…that this has to be…
“Good evening, y’all,” Eric starts, smiling as best he can manage. “To those who I haven’t had the chance to say hello to, well—hello. I’m Eric, the best man. Um, so before I officially get going with this, I’d just like to give a huge congratulations to the best person I could ever wish for—”
…one of the happiest days…
“—Jack Zimmermann,” there, a table away, close enough to see that small smile and far enough that Eric will never reach him again.
…of your life.
“And his wife, Camilla Collins.”
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*Chastain Park is a neighborhood in Atlanta. The idea is that Bob ends up being transferred to the Atlanta Thrashers and Richard snags some job with UGA’s football program, so they both move their families there etc etc
Also pretty sure I messed with character’s ages in this universe so that Bitty and Jack are one year apart, because childhood friends to lovers doesn’t work as well when there’s a five year age gap haha
#put this in the ‘ficlets i write for ideas far larger’ drawer#and file it with Angst We’re Working On™️#which is between Missed Connections and Right Person Wrong Time#omgcp#omgcheckplease#zimbits#my writing
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Anyone wanna talk about how good of a big bro Seliph would be? no? ok goodnight
#fire emblem#fire emblem heroes#FE 4#seliph fire emblem#julius fire emblem#filing this away in my julius grows up with seliph only to get possessed anyway au drawer
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