#IT'S A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

[lukasz-r]

"Hey, you up for fruitcake?"

Inspired by— actually no, not inspired. This is based off Naughty List by Tuima11, again.

Sun Wukong wishes you a Merry Christmas! And a fruitcake-less death, maybe.

Bonus for those who care ↓

Lmao, these collection of doodles I made are based off @tuima11's fics (again). This was supposed to be just OSP Wukong since osp released a new ep of jttw, but I could not resist...

(I was too lazy to draw Pigsy, sorey fellas.)

[daily-lalaloopsy]

....i think I'm back now. Queue should start back up tomorrow afternoon

[lucifer-is-a-bag-of-dicks]

The hospital was shockingly easy to break into, though Dabi supposed it was more due to it being built for keeping mentally ill people with quirk restraints in as opposed to keeping villain terrorists with full access to their quirks out. A distinct oversight considering exactly which top ranking hero's wife was being housed there.

All Dabi had to do was burn open a hole in a metal fence hidden behind an overgrown bush (and if he almost set fire to said bush multiple times in the process that was nobody's business but his) and then climb a particularly perilous tree, shimmy across an extremely narrow and dubiously sturdy ledge, and slide the window open with one hand, all the while clutching a bouquet of blue rindous in the other.

Easy.

No sweat.

He could do it with his eyes closed. Probably. At least he'd say he could if anyone asked, which they wouldn't, because if anyone found out that the A rank cremation villain Dabi was breaking into a hospital to leave Endeavour's wife flowers every few weeks they'd be too concerned about the fact that they were now burning to death to ask any further questions.

Dabi always frowned slightly whenever the window slid open without resistance. The hospital still hadn't fixed the latch, which was great for Dabi since he wouldn't have to break it again, but he couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed by the hospital's incompetence.

Didn't they know just about any unwanted creep could crawl through a fence, climb up a tree, shimmy across a ledge, and climb into this window? If he weren't a highly wanted criminal of secretive origins he'd write a formal complaint.

Maybe he should just murder whoever was in charge of security, they might be replaced with someone who actually cared for the safety of their patients. He tucked that idea away for later.

For now he had to focus on making sure Rei Todoroki was asleep and wouldn't notice him, she was usually out like a light at this time of night, she hadn't even stirred that one time a piece of ledge dislodged beneath Dabi's foot and he let out a rather undignified squeak of terror. Maybe she was being sedated, he hoped it was willingly, he didn't dwell on that thought, it wasn't as though he could do anything about it if it wasn't.

He could see the outline of her body under the covers from the little amount of light provided by a streetlight beyond the boundary fence, no movement, good.

The vase was still on the windowsill, excellent, one time it had been moved to the bedside table and he'd almost had to crawl right inside to reach it.

Dabi pulled out the old wilted rindous and laid them down beside the vase before carefully passing the fresh flowers from one hand to the other, shifting his grip on the windowsill, leaving his body vulnerable to the unforgiving laws of gravity for a brief moment. He cursed his weak stomach as it lurched violently at the minor jolt, it didn't matter how often he did this, it made its displeasure known each and every time.

He tucked the flowers into the vase and gave the still figure on the bed one last glance before getting ready to shimmy back across the ledge. Something about her looked... odd, misshapen almost, maybe she'd gone to bed with her dressing gown still on. Strange since she didn't normally feel the cold.

He didn't have the luxury of dwelling on the thought, the nurses could be around for check in any minute, agonisingly they were never on a regular schedule.

He had just shuffled away from the window when fingers as cold as his own suddenly wrapped around his wrist. He spun his head so fast he nearly lost his balance, but the grip on his wrist kept him steady against the wall.

Steely grey eyes latched onto his as Rei Todoroki leaned halfway out the window, holding onto him tight.

"Touya." she breathed, expression bright and almost smug. "I knew it, I knew it was you. They said I was delusional , that you were dead, that Enji must be leaving the flowers, but he never remembered my favourites, but you knew, you always picked them out of the garden for me."

Dabi froze, mouth slightly ajar as a denial danced on the tip of his tongue, his reason keeping it at bay.

No, I'm just some random villain breaking onto hospital grounds to leave you flowers, Touya who? Like shit she'll buy that.

Instead he tugged half heartedly at his wrist.

"Let go." he growled.

"Don't leave me Touya." Rei almost sobbed, her grip tightening.

"Let go mum." said Dabi, his voice weaker this time.

"Touya please," he could see tears starting to glisten in the corners of her eyes under the pale streetlight. "Don't leave me."

No no don't you cry don't you dare cry, because if you start I'll start and the last thing you need to see right now is the fucked up living corpse of your son bleeding from the eyes.

Rei's grip was bruising, he could almost hear his wrist creak under the pressure. She probably wasn't even gripping that hard, as tough as he acted there was a reason Dabi stuck to long range attacks, his body was barely more than a brittle bag of bones, a stiff breeze could dislocate his joints, especially with how many times he'd popped his own wrists out of place to slip out of handcuffs.

"If I stay I'll be caught." he argued, wriggling his wrist more urgently, maybe if she felt it pop she'd let go. "I have to go."

"He won't let me leave." Rei said, her words coming in a breathless rush, frantic, desperate. "The doctors cleared me months ago but he won't let me leave Touya. Fuyumi tried everything, Natsuo tried everything, and Shouto wants to help but he's just a child."

Her eyes were wide with panic, the more Dabi pulled away the further she leaned dangerously out the window.

"And what the fuck am I supposed to do?" Dabi hissed, almost on the verge of panic himself, "I'm a criminal, a villain, you think anyone's gonna listen to me?"

"You're the only one left who can help me." Rei's voice was as steady as her hand. "I need you Touya."

Dabi very very much did not like how effectively those words punched the air from his lungs. Needed, she needed him, not Fuyumi, not Natsuo, not even perfect precious Shouto, she needed him. The failure, the fuckup.

No fuck you, you are not that pathetic, get it together you idiot.

"What do you want?" Dabi asked, his voice almost pleading as he kept tugging at his wrist, it still hadn't popped out, of all the times for his joints to behave themselves.

Rei leaned so far over the ledge that for a moment he almost thought she had lost balance, she stared at him with a burning intensity.

"Get me the fuck out of here."

edit: there is now a part two!

[tawfee]

THANK YOU SONIC CHANNEL XOXO

[princelancey]

Another one for the Lance stroll rainbow 🌈

[respectthepetty]

You were so right Petty! Spare me your mercy will be premiering on the 28th of november!! Not even 2 weeks to go

I am vibrating with excitement, have been looking forward to this since a long time

A My Drama List page has been up for Euthanasia since Manner of Death ended four years ago, and I'm just so happy we are finally getting it with Tor and JJ because I know they are going to give us top-tier performances as they always have in everything else they have done.

Also, I'm always emotional for a Dr. Sammon piece.

So I'm even more excited that we are getting this at the same time as Sammon's first GL Petrichor, which I want to believe is color coded.

Much like I believe Spare Me Your Mercy is as well.

But even if they aren't, I'll be okay.

Because I could never hate a Dr. Sammon piece, especially when I'm getting Max possibly being a baddie in Petrichor.

Or a story about ethics and the gray areas between morally good and bad in Spare Me Your Mercy.

I appreciate Be On Cloud for holding it down with TWO amazing Sammon shows this year, but . . .

I've been seated for four years with my snacks, so I am more than ready to watch Tor and JJ play the Olympics of mind games with each other while falling in love as Kan and Thiu.

It's time for

Murder-Mystery Manipulation Making Out

AND MAYHEM!

[tinydooms]

O Come, O Come

Carnahan House, Buckinghamshire, Christmas Eve 1944

Shortly after the events of “A Homecoming”

After the party, while the Land Girls and Mrs. Bythall cleaned up and the teachers shepherded their students to bed, Evie and Alex made Rick and Jonathan a late dinner in the kitchen. There was plenty of food left over, carefully put away by Mrs. Bythall, roast beef and potatoes and string beans and all that. Waste not, want not, after all, especially now. After several moments of being left hanging with food on spoons, Alex took the plates from his mother, rolling his eyes a little: Evie couldn’t seem to let go of Rick, bending over him, touching his arms and shoulders, and smiling like the sun all the while. 

Alex didn’t begrudge his mother her joy. He knew that his father would die a natural death of old age–Lady Isis promised him that, when he gave her back the Magic Words after that near-disaster in Peru–but it had been extremely worrying to see his mum fretting and sad. For the past couple of days, ever since that damned telegram, she’d been a wreck, wandering around the house with a lost, worried expression, unable to focus on anything, carrying the paper angel from Rick’s last letter in one hand. But now she had transformed into the mum he was used to, happy and laughing, and Alex breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes he thought that his parents’ love for each other was a little terrifying. He wasn’t sure he was brave enough to love someone that deeply. He’d seen what the loss of it, even temporarily, had done to his parents. But enough of such thoughts. 

“Did you meet Dr. Jones?” he asked, setting plates of meat and veg before his dad and his uncle. 

Rick and Jonathan both groaned.

Read the rest at AO3!

@belphegor1982, @pandaimitator, @ricochetoconnell, @accidentallylita, @anotherfinnegan

[peniscat]

ripclaudia -> peniscat

[octobergrover]

3 days until ithaca saga how are we feeling gang

[trashlie]

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH thanks to Leo for letting us know but

ILY PHYSICAL COPIES IT'S HAPPENING IT'S HAPPENING IT'S HAPPENING OH MY GOD

Quimchee hasn't made an official announcement yet but

OH MY GOD IT'S HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There's listings on Barnes and Noble, Walmart, Amazon Canada, Amazon Germany, EVEN KYOBO BOOKS?! It's printing IN KOREA?! (But in English lmao) AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OH MY GOD

I KNEW THIS WAS COMING BECAUSE SHE'D BEEN REVISITING THE OLD PANELS AND WAS GOING TO REDRAW THE LOST EPISODES AND SHE'D MENTIONED ON PATREON HEADSHOTS BUT TO ACTUALLY SEE THE LISTINGS OH MY GOD I'M SO EXCITED FOR HER ;A; and for us ;A;

October 15 is so, SO very far away AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Edit: An additional thought. While it appears that this IS being published by webtoon, for a lot of trad publishing, preorders are really important, so if you have the means to do so, please consider preordering to help support quimchee and to show the support for later subsequent volumes! Given how long ILY is lmao volume one will probably only make it up through the black and white formal arc - think of how many volumes it will take to get through ILY lmaoooo so if you have the financial means, please consider giving it a preorder, rather than waiting for release to buy! We've already read the content, we know it won't let us down hah!

[martha-anne]

Pond bugs!

A few months ago I made a tiny pond in my garden. This week there are bugs in it!

If anybody knows what these are or what it means that they have moved in, I'd appreciate it!

[fleetsparrow]

FRIENDS! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!

THE FINAL SACRIFICE IS AVAILABLE ON RIFFTRAX.COM!

I REPEAT—

THE FINAL SACRIFICE IS AVAILABLE ON RIFFTRAX.COM!

[kitramune]

Wake up baes, new chapter of Domestication just dropped: AO3

[raygoon1022]

no because i actually can't handle any more poetry

crying ONCE AGAIN this show is beautiful i can't

[readingrobin]

Oh shit, forgot to tell y'all I got a full time job.

[weeniedogjrs]

Just hatched a Nature egg to Maybe Possibly wind up with a cool Christmas G1, and???? Holy fuck????