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  • liamobrien-fanclub
    18.06.2021 - 15 minutes ago

    they didnt tell us about kiki's mom, but otherwise a lovely ending

    #also bummed scanlan and pike arent on the council #ah well #they cant answer all the questions #critical role#cr spoilers
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  • infinitepicturess
    18.06.2021 - 20 minutes ago

    Officer John Pike pepper spraying peaceful protesters at the University of California Davis from r/pics https://ift.tt/3gzCUPi / Nikon: https://amzn.to/3oPCbMk / Crypto: https://ift.tt/3bEnoyC

    #Reddit #Officer John Pike pepper spraying peaceful protesters at the University of California Davis
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  • catrollsdice
    18.06.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Cherry on top for VM vs M9

    Battle Couples (Fjorester/Pikelan)

    Sprinkle (Artie) and Vax having a moment

    Everyone from the M9 falling in love with Pike

    Everyone from Vm falling in love with Jester

    Molly falling in love with EVERYONE

    Immense amount of songs and inspiration

    Guiding bolt right up the butt

    The dopest of monk shit

    Jester getting distracted because Fjord isn't wearing a shirt

    No Mercy Percy

    Vax evading everyone as long as possible

    Artie shenanigans

    #hear me out #none of them could happen and i would still be stoked #i'm not asking for much #but i think some of these would be kind of funny #fjorester#pikelan #sprinkle / artagan #mollymauk tealeaf#pike trickfoot#jester lavorre #percival fredrickstein von musel de rolo iii #vm vs m9 #vox machina vs mighty nein #critical role oneshot #critical role
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  • wayhavenchronicles
    18.06.2021 - 3 hours ago

    SKFKJFJD ashley said whenever my characters aren’t present, they’re at the brothel

    #pike🤝yasha going to brothels when they’re lonely #j watches talks machina
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  • yasha-angelblood
    18.06.2021 - 3 hours ago

    Yasha spent her time away from the Nein because she was uncomfortable getting close to people, and she did little odd jobs and visiting brothels when she got lonely.

    #just like Pike! #cr spoilers#critical role #lydia liveblogs cr #wrap-up spoilers
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  • jessie-writes-things
    18.06.2021 - 4 hours ago

    It's 2:30am and I'm in so much pain that I can't sleep (the paras I've been taking aren't working and my anxiety has shot up and the sensory issues are back. It's just not a good time right now). Anyway, instead of being a grump I shat this out instead.

    I tried to keep it pretty generic so people who don't have autism/sensory issues can also enjoy it. But I just really want to be squeezed right now and the best I can get is imagining one of the key 4 squeezers, so I went with Pike. 😅

    Pairing: Marcus Pike x Neutral Reader

    Words: 200

    Genre: Fluff. Comfort.

    Warning: None.

    A pillow could only do so much. Even the extra squishy one Marcus had got you for your birthday wasn’t cutting it.

    So, you waited for him to get home, mindlessly watching the TV until the front door lock clicked. There was the usual shuffling in the hall, Marcus kicking off his shoes, petting the grumpy old cat of yours that waited for him every evening.

    He shuffled into the living room, jacket off, tie half hanging off, hair messed from the stress of his last meeting, you got the idea that his day probably hadn’t been any better than yours. And when he found you curled up on the couch, marshmallow plush squeezed near to bursting point, he didn’t need to say a word.

    There was an art to the madness. The ‘mallow was expertly replaced with Marcus who knew the exact way to lay so there wasn’t too much weight put on you, but enough for the pressure to soothe the unexplainable itching in your muscles. Your arms hugged around his middle, hugging him hard enough to crack a few of the tense joints in his back and at first you thought you might have broken him, but Marcus just laughed softly, pressing a kiss to your jaw from where he laid against your shoulder, mumbling something about being fine and needing this just as much as you did.

    #marcus pike #marcus pike fluff #marcus pike drabble #character thoughts#pedro pascal #pedro pascal fluff
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  • everybodyscupoftea
    18.06.2021 - 5 hours ago

    the apology

    pike jj x reader (ft. cody, tyler and zach)

    *taps mic* this is overdue *sprints away*

    also this is part four of a series. check out the first three on my brooke mini series masterlist here!

    warnings: i am...so out of practice holy shit

    JJ knew, realistically, that even though Tyler, Cody, and you had a positive reaction at the party to his and Brooke’s breakup, the three of you probably wouldn’t just forgive him right off the bat. And he was right. 

    Though that night had gone well, the next morning was...uncomfortable to say the least. He woke up in his room, hungover, and climbed out of bed with a groan. Cody’s Keurig was making noises, and there was a mug full of steaming coffee sitting on the counter next to it.

    The boy in question walked out of his bedroom, yawning and rubbing his eyes, and jumped when he saw JJ standing by the sink. “Shit,” he breathed out, clutching his chest in surprise.

    “Sorry,” JJ smiled, a bit uncomfortably as silence fell over them.

    Cody mixed sugar into his coffee and set the spoon down on the counter. Turning to walk back into his room, he called over his shoulder, “Help yourself if you want, Maybank.”

    And then JJ didn’t see or hear from any of them for the rest of the day. Late afternoon, he did hear the two of them laughing as they left, the door slamming shut and leaving him alone. Again. It was almost like nothing had changed, and he felt something in his chest squeeze.

    Kie was the one to give him advice in the end. She was one of the smartest people he knew, and when he realized he didn’t really have anyone else to talk to, he called her.

    “JJ,” she answered, surprise coloring her tone.

    He felt bad, realizing he hadn’t called his friends in a while. With a grimace on his face, he responded, “Um, yeah. How have you been?”

    Kie snorted and he heard rustling in the background as she settled down somewhere to chat, “I’ve been alright. You?”

    JJ shrugged before remembering she couldn’t see him, “I’ve been okay. Definitely could be better, but could be worse.”

    She sighed, “I’m assuming you aren’t calling me to catch up.”

    “You’d be right,” he winced at the admission, “I kind of need advice.”

    “Oh,” she sounded surprised again, “what’s going on?”

    JJ paused, wondering the best way to go about the conversation. Eventually, he answered, “Brooke and I broke up.”

    “I hope you dumped her and not the other way around. That would be embarrassing.”

    Chuckling, JJ joked, “Fortunately for my pride and reputation, yeah, I did the breaking up.”

    “Good,” Kie sounded proud, and JJ preened a bit, it was the first time he’d heard someone use that tone about him in a while. She continued before he could, “So now what are you going to do?”

    “Well, I was hoping you could tell me.”

    Kie made an unreadable noise, and he could almost picture the look on her face. The one she used to make all the time when the boys did or said something dumb, “They’re your friends, I don’t know them like you do.”

    “But how do I apologize?” JJ asked and quietly added, “I haven’t really had to do it much.”

    “Ah,” Kie joked, “character development at long last. An apology, JJ, is just the start. It’s an admission that you fucked up, so it validates their hurt instead of dismissing it, but an apology isn’t all you have to do. You have to prove to them, through actions, that you won’t do the same thing again.”

    “But how?” JJ insisted, biting his bottom lip in thought.

    “Befriend them again. They aren’t your best friends anymore. Make the effort to get back there with them.”

    “I think,” tears rose to his eyes, much to his horror, “I think I’ve been replaced.”

    “By Zach?” Kie asked, a sympathetic tone in her voice.

    “By Zach,” he confirmed, hurt worming its way into his chest again, “and I can’t say it’s not deserved.”

    “It’s a little deserved. But the four of you clicked before, and you can do it again.”

    “That’s true,” JJ murmured, “I think I can do this.”

    “You can,” Kie reassured him, “and I fully believe you will.”

    He smiled, confidence returning slightly, “Thanks, Kie. You’re the best.”

    “I know,” she was smiling too, “now, go woo your friends.”

    -

    JJ was pacing around his room on a Friday afternoon. He knew there was game night that night, and he didn’t really want to bring the mood down, but he figured it would be the best time to try and apologize to his roommates while they were there at the same time. With a little help from Kie and Pope, he’d written up his best apology, and while he paced, he read it over and over under his breath, committing it to memory as best as possible.

    He sighed, tapping his finger against his chin nervously, praying time would move just a little bit faster so he could just get it over with. JJ got so caught up in his thoughts, the suite door swinging open violently and banging against the doorstop startled him. Sighing again, he steeled himself when he heard their voices, loud and clear.

    “Come on, dipshit,” Cody said to Tyler, “it’s been a long week and I want a drink.”

    “Please,” Tyler responded, voice right outside JJ’s shut door, “we just got here. At least take your shoes off first.”

    “Fine,” he could hear the playful annoyance in Cody’s tone, “shoes are off, now beer me.”

    “What about wine tonight?” Tyler asked, walking toward the mini fridge across the small common area from JJ’s room. 

    Cody yelled out incredulously from further away, “Vodka or beer are always the move!”

    “I asked Zach to buy and chill some wine for me and I got it from him earlier today to bring here. I’ve been in the mood for a good red all week.”

    Cody scoffed, “Is this book club now?”

    “Considering we have buffalo wings and not finger sandwiches, and I’m drinking wine out of a coffee mug, I’d say it’s not book club,” Tyler sassed back. 

    JJ held in a snort and straightened his shoulders, swinging the door open when there was a lull in the conversation. The two of them looked startled at his sudden entrance, and Tyler, standing closest to JJ, crossed his arms defensively.

    “What’s up, Maybank,” Cody said, extending the first olive branch.

    “Can I talk to you guys?” JJ asked. “Before the drinking starts.”

    Tyler snorted and motioned for him to continue, face scarily similar to the last time he punched JJ. He cleared his throat, glancing down at the written apology before deciding, fuck it, may as well wing it.

    “I was a shit person and an even shittier friend to you guys. I thought I could balance a relationship and our friendship, and instead I let Brooke pull me away. I know it was my fault, and I take full responsibility for letting it happen. And now that I’ve learned, I want to promise that it won’t happen again, if you guys can forgive me. I could see it, how she treated you guys, but I didn’t want to believe it, and I’m sorry.”

    Cody spoke up, “Why did you do it?”

    “What?”

    “Why didn’t you do anything, even when you realized?”

    JJ shrugged, “I don’t know. Maybe by the time I was ready to admit it, you guys were already so distant and I didn’t want to be alone.”

    Tyler nodded, though JJ thought it looked a bit reluctant, “Okay, I guess that’s understandable. But we probably would’ve been more forgiving back then.”

    Cody nodded, agreeing, and JJ smiled sadly, “Yeah, well, you know what they say about hindsight.”

    Tyler snorted, “It’s definitely clearer than whatever the hell you’ve had for the past year.”

    JJ’s lips quirked up, “That’s true. I’ll, um, I’ll let you guys get back to it.”

    “Maybe wine isn’t that bad,” Cody told Tyler, going back to their earlier conversation as JJ shut the door to his room behind him again.

    -

    It was actually Pope’s idea for him to apologize to Zach. JJ originally protested because Zach wasn’t really involved until Pope explained that he’d probably heard a lot of bad shit about him from Tyler, Cody, and you. Which was true.

    “Plus, getting Zach on your side will probably help with winning the others over.”

    JJ sighed, “Yeah, I guess. But what would I even say to him? Wouldn’t it make more sense to explain rather than to apologize?”

    Pope hummed thoughtfully, “Maybe. You could still apologize, though, for him constantly having to put in the effort to stop them all from decking you in the face.”

    “Maybe that’s more of a thanks bro thing rather than an apology.”

    Snorting, Pope agreed, “Yeah, you’re right about that at least.”

    “I guess it would be smart,” JJ finally admitted, “it’s not like I was the nicest to the guy anyway.”

    “Jealousy is unbecoming on you, JJ,” Pope joked, “but I don’t think it has to be as formal or detailed as your other ones. Less to apologize for there, you know.”

    So JJ didn’t stress about it, and truthfully he didn’t really seek Zach out, not thrilled about having to talk to him one on one. He knew that you’d probably spoken pretty poorly about him to Zach, so he was sure he didn’t have the best reputation in the other boy’s eyes.

    He could practically hear Kie’s voice in his head telling him to suck it up and just fucking do it, and when he did quite literally run into Zach in the quad, he realized maybe he wasn’t as ready as he thought.

    He should’ve planned this out more, he thought to himself a little desperately as Zach sized him up, an unreadable glint in his eyes. JJ licked his lips nervously, “Oh, uh, hey, bro.”

    “Hey, bro,” Zach repeated, smirking slightly at JJ’s obvious nerves.

    “Do you have some time?” JJ spit out, deciding to just bite the bullet and face the music.

    Zach tilted his head and sized him up, “Sure, I don’t have class for another hour.”

    And somehow, JJ found himself sitting across from Zach at a Subway on campus. The other boy mentioned needing food after a morning workout, and JJ followed him in a daze, surprised he was even getting that much time with Zach.

    Much to his surprise, Zach paid for his food and led him to a table despite JJ’s protests. They ate in silence, or more like Zach ate and JJ picked at his sandwich, stomach rolling from nervous anticipation of the likely uncomfortable conversation about to take place.

    “Hey, so I wanted to, like, apologize?” JJ started, wincing when it came out more like a question than a statement.

    Zach set his food down to give JJ his full attention, “For what?”

    He sounded genuinely curious and not mocking, which surprised JJ a little. In the back of his mind, he faintly remembered Tyler saying Zach was a really good guy, and JJ finally believed him. JJ inhaled sharply, tapping the table with his finger while he gathered his thoughts, “I know you and I weren’t really friends, and we probably won’t ever be that close, but I’m sure that you heard a lot of shit about me.”

    Zach snorted, “That’s an understatement.”

    JJ huffed out a bitter laugh, “Yeah, well I can’t blame them, it was deserved.”

    “I think so,” Zach spoke bluntly before softening his tone and continuing, “but I don’t think it’s unsalvageable.”

    Blinking rapidly, JJ found himself speechless. Zach went back to eating to let JJ come up with a response. After a minute or so, mind still whirling, JJ asked, “Are you serious? Because it feels pretty impossible.”

    Zach smiled gently, “Dude, they missed you. All of them.”

    He heard the unspoken emphasis on you in particular. Which, to be fair, was the apology he was most dreading. It was going to be...hard to say the least. Zach’s reassurance went a long way in soothing him, “You think?”

    “I know,” and Zach sounded completely serious. Before JJ could respond, Zach held a finger up, “Just don’t do it again because though I play a sport with a three strike system, life doesn’t exactly work the same way. They might not give you another chance.”

    JJ gulped, “Right,” he said faintly, “yeah, thanks for the advice.”

    Zach nodded and went back to his food, staring pointedly when JJ didn’t immediately move until he picked up his own sandwich. It was uncomfortable, but in the end, he was glad to have cleared the air with Zach.

    -

    When JJ finally got to you, he was pretty sure you were expecting it. The two of you actually hadn’t shared a class that semester, so it was harder to find you, but after some begging, Zach told him where you’d be on Tuesday afternoons.

    The weather wasn’t great, so he was able to catch you in the business building lobby, trying to wait out the worst of the rain before walking to your dorm. You were scrolling through your phone, lips quirked up in a small smile as your eyes scanned the screen, and something in his chest clenched at the familiar, nostalgic expression.

    Walking up slowly so as to not startle you, JJ cleared his throat. Unfortunately, he hadn’t noticed the headphones you were wearing, and he was forced to tap your shoulder which did startle you.

    “Sorry,” he mouthed as you pulled your headphones out, vaguely annoyed at the interruption.

    “JJ,” you greeted, crossing your arms. He was thrown off guard at the similarity to Tyler when he apologized to the boys, and it took him a few seconds to continue.

    “Is now a good time?” he asked eventually.

    You looked out at the pouring rain wryly and shrugged, “Not going anywhere anytime soon, so yeah, I guess so.”

    JJ nodded, bouncing on his toes a bit before tilting his head toward an empty bench, “Let’s sit.”

    At your lack of reaction, he actually got worried that he’d crossed some sort of line, but you eventually followed him over, sitting down next to him but with a good foot of space in between the two of you.

    JJ would’ve preferred apologizing in a more private space, but something in him felt that it was time, and he didn’t want to ignore it. Even as the lobby filled up with more students, it felt like there was a bubble around the two of you.

    “So,” he started, rubbing his hands together, “this is overdue.”

    “I’m kind of offended I’m last,” you told him.

    Desperately, JJ tried, “Saving the best for last, right?” doing his best to save what already felt like a failed attempt.

    You hummed, “Fair enough, I suppose. So, let’s hear it.”

    His mouth went dry, and JJ swallowed a few times to get it together before continuing, “Right. So, there’s a lot to apologize here I think.”

    “You think,” you snorted, cutting him off again.

    “I know,” JJ corrected, finally catching his train of thought, “I’m so sorry. And I know that words will never make up for it. I know that I treated you poorly and so did Brooke. You’ll never get an apology from her, so I guess I should also apologize for bringing her around and enabling that mistreatment.”

    You looked impressed, and it was encouraging, so he pushed on, “It’s not fair or realistic for me to expect that you’ll immediately forgive me and things will go back to the way they were before, I know that, but I want to try to get back there.”

    To his horror, your eyes filled up with tears, and he scrambled to come up with something to say, but you answered before he could attempt damage control, “I’d like that too.” You punched his shoulder, a little firmer than he anticipated, “I missed you, Maybank.”

    “I missed you too,” he murmured, massaging his shoulder with a smile, “thank you for the chance.”

    “You’re still on thin fucking ice,” you told him, holding your finger up, “and I fully expect apology iced coffees at least twice a week. I know you asked Zach where you can find me.”

    JJ laughed, pushing your finger away, “Yeah, that’s fair.”

    “Consider it payment for emotional damage.”

    He nodded, “Deal.”

    -

    It was a long, rocky road that he was trying to manage, some of the jokes he made not quite landing when they all spent time together. It was clear there were a lot of inside jokes that developed without him that went over his head, and they were immediately followed by an awkward silence before someone changed the subject.

    A lot of nights he still wasn’t invited to group activities, but Cody, Tyler, Zach and you eventually started asking him to go places with them. Whether it be grocery trips or dinner at the cafeteria, he slowly started getting invites, though he never really expected them.

    One Friday night as he was loading up Netflix on his laptop, a knock at the door startled him. JJ called out, “Come in.”

    You pushed the door open, wearing a Duke baseball t-shirt with an excited smile on your face, “Hey, we’re going to the game tonight, you busy?”

    JJ looked down at his laptop and pajamas with a grimace, “Definitely not.”

    “Wanna come?”

    Something in his chest lifted, and he felt twenty pounds lighter at the invitation. He jumped out of bed, “Definitely!”

    “Sweet,” you answered, “get dressed, we’re leaving in ten!”

    #jj maybank #jj maybank fic #pike!jj #cody and tyler #frat!jj
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  • xxhorace
    17.06.2021 - 8 hours ago

    Rosamund Pike

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  • pittipedia
    17.06.2021 - 8 hours ago

    'Kurt Cobain sits on the edge of a bed for a portrait at the Inn at the Market, Jan. 1, 93' by Charles Peterson (1993) ©️ Charles Peterson

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  • mellowswriting
    17.06.2021 - 9 hours ago

    I'm going through a serious dry spell for motivation so I'm gonna turn to my lovely followers

    Have a headcanon or a blurb you wanna see? Send 'em on over.

    Filthy or fluffy, anything goes!

    #din djarin x reader #marcus pike x reader #max phillips x reader #javier pena x reader #javier peña x reader #frankie morales x reader #frankie 'catfish' morales x reader #poe dameron x reader #santiago 'pope' garcia x you #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader
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  • pedro4ever
    17.06.2021 - 9 hours ago
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  • birbthing
    17.06.2021 - 10 hours ago

    @/Fellow goths, as a baby bat in a country where the goth subculture isn't really big, i have a question: Where can you actually get a pair of winklepickers on the internet nowadays? Most shops that made them don't even exist anymore and I cannot truly differenciate between actual shops and scams :(

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  • jessie-writes-things
    17.06.2021 - 10 hours ago

    Coffee: Marcus Pike

    This is very loosely based off the characters from the All's Fair in Love and Cake series I've been working on because I love the idea of Marcus and the reader having mini breakfast meetings every morning. 😅

    Pairing: Marcus Pike x Neutral Reader

    Words: 500

    Genre: Fluff. Generic.

    Warnings: none

    Summary: Marcus doesn't know what good coffee is.

    This weeks minis masterlist | All's Fair in Love and Cake masterlist

    You dumped the takeaway cup on Marcus’s desk, ‘This is not coffee.’

    He looked up from his computer confused, ‘I text you my order, didn’t I?’

    ‘Yeah. You did.’ Claiming the fancy armchair across from him, you began unpacking your breakfast, nodding towards his drink as if to make sure he knew you were talking about his disastrous choice and not the doughnut he had ordered to go along with it, ‘That’s not coffee, it’s a glorified milkshake.’

    Marcus loved food, and you loved him for loving food. It was one of the reasons you became friends in the first place. However, you could not get over his horrible choices when it came to drinks. Alcohol he was okay at. If you’d ask, he’d give pretty decent recommendations for a bar or pub.

    But coffee? Oh, his coffee choices annoyed you to no end.

    The first time you had invited him into the breakfast run, you thought he text back was a mistake. Who on God’s living Earth would ask for six fucking sugars in their coffee?

    He did. Marcus did.

    You hadn’t even dared to put the packets in yourself just in case it was a mistake. You sat there dumbfounded, mouth hanging open as you watched him rip open each individual packet of sugar and stirred them into his drink. Not only that, but he had laughed when you muttered about ruining some of the best coffee in DC.

    He. Fucking. Laughed.

    And yeah, maybe if it were a black coffee, you might have understood. But Marcus had about half a cow’s worth of milk in the damn thing, and it was at that point you had to question whether it even classified as coffee anymore or just coffee flavoured milk.

    You were sure it was a joke at first. But then it happened every single God damn day and each time it got more and more painful to watch.

    It was the doughnut that pushed you over the edge though. As if there weren’t enough sugar in his bloodstream already, the poor dude went and dipped his doughnut into the coffee flavoured milk and you wanted to cry for his poor heart.

    Marcus raised a brow in your direction, leaning back against his chair with that half-smile-smirk thing he did when he was looking for a fight, ‘That so?’

    ‘I’m not worried about you, I’m worried about your heart.’ You quipped back, ‘And frankly it’s an insult to the good coffee you’re murdering everyday to make this abomination!’

    ‘Well, why don’t I take you out for breakfast sometime? Then you can show me how good coffee should be.’

    Your mouth opened, closed, then opened again, the words stuck in your throat for a good few seconds, ‘Are you asking me on a date, Pike?’

    Marcus shrugged playfully, smirk-smile and all, ‘Depends how strongly you feel about coffee.’

    ‘Oh, I feel very, deeply strongly about this coffee.’

    ‘Before work tomorrow then?’

    ‘Yeah, sure.’ You checked your watch, realised you were running late for your meeting, shovelling half your bagel into your gob and standing, ‘I’ll meet you outside yours tomorrow.’

    It wasn’t until you were in the elevator, nearly choking on your coffee before realising you had somehow negotiated a fucking date with Marcus Pike.

    #marcus pike #marcus pike fanfic #marcus pike fluff #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal fluff #weekly minis#jessie writes
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  • soft-bi-punk
    17.06.2021 - 10 hours ago

    some of my gotham gender/sexuality headcanons that are absolutely right (/lh /j)

    oswald cobblepot: gay/gray-asexual. trans guy, but tbh his gender could be all over the place. could even be cis. uses he/they pronouns, but will experiment with neopronouns.

    edward nygma: bisexual. uses he/they and occasionally riddle/riddleself for kicks. gender? who is she?

    bruce wayne: our token cishet. would probably kiss a dude tho if Under The Influence tho.

    victor fries: pansexual/demiromantic. demiboy. will use most pronouns.

    bridgit pike: lesbian. genderfluid. chill with whatever pronouns. really likes finding new sets of neopronouns to use every so often.

    jim gordon: very very repressed bisexual. bruce wayne is straight. this man is not, but will tell you he is. he/him. cis. definitely wears skirts sometimes, but only in private.

    harvey bullock: more than a little bisexual, but he doesn’t talk about it. oh, he’s not ashamed of it, just doesn’t think it’s anybody’s business. cis, he/him.

    barbara kean: pansexual, cisgender. she/they.

    tabitha galavan: lesbian, trans woman. she/her mostly but will tolerate they/them.

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  • spockvarietyhour
    17.06.2021 - 11 hours ago
    #Inside No. 9 #The Trial of Elizabeth Gadge #David Warner#Justice Pike#Little Happens #Danny watches Inside No. 9
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  • spockvarietyhour
    17.06.2021 - 11 hours ago

    David Warner

    #David Warner #Inside No. 9 #The Trial of Elizabeth Gadge #Justice Pike #Danny watches Inside No. 9
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  • acentrics
    17.06.2021 - 11 hours ago

    wake up girl new vm vs m9 art dropped

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  • t00thpasteface
    17.06.2021 - 12 hours ago

    miss pike queen lucy ma’am i am so sorry to undermine your aesthetic like this but the day i quit save scumming on emulators is the day i die

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  • smorgasbordinvitation
    17.06.2021 - 13 hours ago

    Smorgasbord Blogger Daily - Thursday 17th June 2021 - #IndieAuthors Timothy Pike, #BloggingTips Hugh Roberts, #Chocolate Eat Dessert First Greece

    Smorgasbord Blogger Daily – Thursday 17th June 2021 – #IndieAuthors Timothy Pike, #BloggingTips Hugh Roberts, #Chocolate Eat Dessert First Greece

    We all know how tough it is to get our books marketed, sold and reviewed and any help in getting them noticed is fantastic. Timothy Pike is on a mission to share the reviews of indie authors and he did just that this week for D.G. Kaye, Debby Gies and her memoir Twenty Years After “I Do”.. I hope you will head over to find out more about Tim’s Discovery List. “How to keep a marriage happy and…

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    #BloggingTips Hugh Roberts #Chocolate Eat Dessert First Greece #IndieAuthors Timothy Pike
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