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Inktober day 24 shallow
In the Earth - Ben Wheatley 2021
Reece Shearsmith in the movie "In The Earth"
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Little forest man, murder muffin 🪓
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These made me think of everyone's favourite woodland murder muffin Zach from In The Earth.
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queer hatchetfieldians, let's give it up for the canonically queer hatchetfieldians!!
꒰ 🍦 zach and hannah matching icons – 13 reasons why ꒱ pls fav or reblog if save
tag the oc who takes forever to do mental math
tag the oc who goes right towards creepy noises like a dumb horror movie protagonist
Tag your OC that still has to remind themself that “the left hand makes the L”
It’s always “why did you go out in the storm” and “your soaking wet” and never How was the storm The storm looked fun was it fun
A Pile of Sticks and Leaves
A/N: I was inspired by someone’s snippet of writing, but it’s been a while so I don’t remember who it was. Thank you for sparking this bundle of awkwardness that is my three babis trying to show affection
Summary: Zach decides Bella and Freddie are starved of affection and it’s his responsibility to correct that
Muscles screaming, Bella sank to the floor, leaning against the beaten-up sofa that still smelled funky even after hosing it into oblivion. She sighed heavily, head tipping back to rest on the seat of the couch, and tried to make herself comfortable but was thwarted by the low angle she sat at. The top of the sofa seemed too far away to move to.
Her eyes drifted shut momentarily, but they snapped open when Zach set his head on her thigh. Stiffening, Bella leveled a scalding glare at him but was exhausted beyond the point of caring to make him move. He met her gaze unflinchingly, cheek pillowed on her leg. A beat, then another. Breaking eye contact, having finished his assessment of her, Zach shifted, rolled, stood. Bella’s eyes followed where his feet pointed; Freddie sat peacefully on the fraying armchair in the corner of the room, which was in line with the kitchen, reading his recently liberated comic. A few weeks ago, after claiming the chair as solely his own, he had dragged it over to its current position to pick at half-prepared food and watch Bella cook. He claimed his new view was to make sure she wouldn’t kill him with terrible cooking. He was lying.
Zach stalked over to where Freddie was curled up. He leaned down. Freddie startled. Murmuring in Freddie’s ear, he waited for a nod, grabbed a slip of paper from the closest part of the dinged-up kitchen bench, slotted it into Freddie’s page in the comic, and slid the comic onto the bench. Perched in the same position, Freddie side-eyed Zach, making no move even as his hand was taken and tugged at. Intrigued, Bella watched on. Zach, his face blank and eyes bright, pulled more insistently. Still, Freddie didn’t budge. Having lost his patience, Zach huffed, stooped down, and effortlessly scooped Freddie up, who squawked indignantly. Tiredness made it easy for Bella to feign indifference as a smirk played at the edges of her mouth.
“Put me down!”
“Just give me a second.” Zach’s expression grew strained as he tried not to drop Freddie who writhed desperately in his grip. Reaching Bella, he tucked Freddie into her side. At the contact, the pair went immediately rigid. They would have made a good foundation for a campfire. “There, see?” Zach said, somewhat triumphant.
As Freddie overcame his shock he made to stand up. His escape attempt was foiled by Zach who had resumed his position on Bella’s lap and thrown an arm across Freddie’s chest. Groaning, Freddie settled stiffly back into his spot.
The fridge sputtered in its whirring across the room. Across the room, a hung-up shirt whispered to the floor as it succumbed to gravity. Silence stretched through the room. Chewing the inside of his cheek, Freddie mulled over the four conflicting angles disrupting the contact between his left side and Bella’s right. Zach’s arm went limp over his middle, pale fingers brushing his forearm. Not daring to move, Freddie flicked his eyes over to where Zach lay. He was twisted awkwardly over Bella’s legs, one hand over hers, laying on his back with his right shoulder draped over her knees to reach his frustratingly long arm around Freddie. Heart clenching strangely, Freddie dropped his head onto Bella’s shoulder and attempted to slump down to match her posture. It made his back hurt but, regardless, he continued.
Feeling Freddie relax, if oddly, Zach smiled and readjusted. He gave Bella’s hand an apologetic squeeze and began repositioning himself. Now he lay almost parallel to her, his upper back over her legs, curving one arm up towards Freddie. In silent acknowledgment of Zach’s gesture, Freddie laced a few fingers through his, eyes squeezed shut and eyebrows pinched but otherwise wearing a serene expression. Bella’s hand drifted to lay on his shoulder and Zach smiled lazily.
He hadn’t done this since Ethan. Just sitting together in semi-comfortable silence, as your breathing was a little too loud, but so was everyone else’s, which made it okay. Your joints would get stiff after a while, but it was worth it to just exist close to each other. You could stop running, stop hiding, and just be. Just lie with people you cared about, all in a pile, seated on the cold concrete floor of a stranger’s basement, surrounded by things you made, things you found, things you treasured.
good girls use more garlic than the recipe calls for
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Great event yesterday on Power Rangers Legacy Wars. Our all male team is ready for some practice. Check out video here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XWZCFOvjbSM. The ladies mission is starting in a couple of days. Gotta work on a team now! #powerrangers #legacywars #mochcreations #mmpr #2017reboot #jason #billy #zach #gamergy #brotherhood
Infintiy (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/yOhkNDwGZE Stefan und Damons Tarnung war schon immer, sie seien Neffen des derzeitigen Salvatores. Doch was passiert wenn die echte Nichte Zachs vor ihnen steht? Und diese ein bis dahin unbekanntes übernatürliches Wesen ist? Clarissa Romanikova ist eine Kouran. Mächtig. Schön. Zarte sechszehen Jahre alt, doch hat sie eine Mission. Lest selbst und bestreitet mit Clarissa ein Abenteuer voll mit Liebe, Hass und Freundschaft.
Zach Mitchell | Jurassic World | Not my gif | Requested
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Redesign of Cuphead and Mugman's parents
I didn't like my previous ones so I redid them
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