I want to play Grace
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Artemis Fowl headcanon
Hartemis is a bisexual couple who occasionally swing with Trouble/Lili
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The Horror. The Horror.
With apologies to Allen Ginsberg.
I saw the best architects of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall,
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Another Artemis Fowl fic prompt
Aftermath of Artemis surviving an attack by a Hannibal Lector-like villain that tried to eat his brain to gain his intelligence.
Hartemis obvs
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Hello, Howl.
I am interested in this arrangement. Where would you like to meet?
And do not worry about your working Belfly, they’re a bit too small regardless if I was inclined to piss you off. Which I am not.
-The Third Sentinel
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Every time I rewatch Howl’s Moving Castle I’ve forgotten how much of a Praise Daddy Howl is my GOODNESS
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and it is totally normal to listen to howl by florence + the machine 96 times in one day, you guys are just mean
