Jan 13
Susie messing around with another oc, Wolfgang, the burly, barrel chested hellhound with strong lungs and gigantic sneezes.
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Susie messing around with another oc, Wolfgang, the burly, barrel chested hellhound with strong lungs and gigantic sneezes.
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The House Maid
Artist: William McGregor Paxton (American, 1869-1941)
Date: 1910
Medium: Oil on canvas
Collection: National Gallery of Art, Washington, DC, United States
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Traumatized Mr Fussy
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Aaron’s Animals
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Grandpa nodded at his words. “True, true. But without your Puzzle, and the wish he pinned all of his hopes on, he never would have believed in himself enough to try. Even before he completed the Puzzle, you drew my grandson out of his shell. Don’t forget that spot there,” he said, pointing to the corner of a shelf. Pharaoh dutifully dusted the spot. What would his court say if they could see him now? Did he have a court? All royalty had a court, right? Well, he imagined they would not be impressed with him taking orders from some old man, especially for something as menial as cleaning. He dusted off a box as haughtily as he could manage, imagining some stuffy bureaucrat's shocked and horrified face. Was he like that all those millennia ago? Or had he been just as stuffy? There was no way to know, and he took his frustration out on the next shelf and its contents by dusting them thoroughly and somewhat aggressively. He was out of Grandpa’s sight, so his technique would not be scolded. Pharaoh or not, he was now Lord of the Feather Duster, and all dust and dust bunnies should fear his wrath.
Another fic update? So soon??? I know, I'm scared too.
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