#add it to the list of crimes

[elshe]

The spirit of the Hiccstrid gods must’ve possessed my soul last night, because I never shade my drawings to this extent. I’m waaayyy too lazy for that, and yet, here we are. unreal.

[muffinlance]

Oh so how about Scaled Herbalist!Zuko?

Miyuki sometimes carries Zuko/Spirit around like a kitten when they're still small.

It's slightly annoying when they steal her favorite sun spot. But they caught a mouse for her as an apology.

The soldiers that come to the herbalist are very concerned about the new pet, that reacts to the same name as her kid that keeps disappearing for some reason.

I hope this makes sense. Sorry for any mistakes.

"I told you," the tiny talking lizard says, "I'm a Spirit."

"Uh," says the Fire Nation solider whose chest is under his teenie-tiny claws.

"Now," it says, and it's impressive how much menace it can exude with the slow cattish undulations of its tail, or the way its little fluffy mane starts standing up hair by hair, "are you going to let me change your bandages, or will I need to burn out an infection?"

Its teeth are like needles and the soldier has a very good view of them. Its breath is very very warm and smells not unlike a coal fire.

"...Could you have opposable thumbs, first?" the man asks.

"Miyuki says thumbs are for the weak."

Teeth and claws approach the his face. The soldier whimpers, as eight ounces of baby dragon start methodically mauling his bandages off.

[petercaths]

Jack Shephard ready to let a 10 year old Benjamin Linus bleed to death

[epickiya722]

Let's be real. The only reason why Sukuna wanted Megumi for a vessel is because he wanted to have pets. He wanted a dog, too. He wanted a big ass bird, too! He wanted to pet rabbits, too! He couldn't find his own so he had to steal Megumi's.

Unfortunately for him, Yuji also has an attachment to the best animal pals in existence. Not playing about Megumi and not playing about them animals.

[rathologic]

Pathologic 2 textures: bookbindings (and their sources)

Pathologic 2 contains a set of 8 photorealistic book exterior textures, used decoratively in locations like the Stillwater. I tracked these down. Two are artist-made stock images, one is a wholesaler's retail image, and the rest are historical books with their titles filed off. If your Pathologic-themed book club is low on ideas since the Bachelor ARG stalled, you can click on their titles to find them online.

Book_A_01: Historical book cover free download, date unknown

Book_A_02: Marcus Tullius Cicero, De claris oratoribus (texture), published 46 BCE, binding date unknown

Book_A_03: Manish Enterprise, leather book cover, date unknown

Book_A_05: James Munroe, Beauties of Sacred Literature (texture), 1848

Book_A_06: Ludvig Holberg, Leges Waldemari Regis: kong Valdemars lov (texture), 1886?

Book_A_08: Samuel Rogers, Italy, a Poem (texture), 1859

Book_A_09: anioleczek-stock, Old Book Cover I, 2011. (Note that the artist requests credit, which is not given by Pathologic 2.)

Book_A_10: Bayard Taylor, A Visit to India, China, and Japan, in the year 1853 (texture), 1855.

[allseeingharlequin]

So we all remember in season 3 when John lost his memory but he didn't actually lose his memory because it wasn't John? But it still hurt because right before that John said "whatever happens I'll never forget you"

I know this probably won't happen but right after that, Arthur said "me neither John" and I just think it would be really interesting and fun if ((52spoiler) because Arthur got annihilated in the latest episode) John got stuck in an Arthur from another timeline meaning Arthur would "forget"

Now I haven't bothered to think about anything that would happen after that logistically and I'm not going to lmao honestly I just wish we could have gotten that parallel (edit: we technically already got the parallel in Intermezzo, explanation in the comments of this post in case you don't remember like I didn't lol, so I'll just revise and say I wish we could have gotten a better parallel/j not really tho)

[ourdykeofsorrows]

Bandwagon time :3

[keepthemacramesecret]

raffles having bunnys school-age poetry memorised well enough to quote on a whim and also hes had his eye on lady melrose's necklace for a while (but claims not to know about bunnys almost-engagement with her niece who lives with her) and also hes heard from someone that bunny came into a big inheritance and also bunny Somehow did end up at his rooms for cards (but they didnt already share a club) and also raffles risked so much so immediately to Maybe bring him into the fold as a partner bc of course bunny would never turn him in (they havent seen each other in ten years) (they only shared one term at school and bunny isnt even sure he would remember him) and also raffles then restructured his entire lifestyle to keep up excuses for spending time with him... boy...

[princeofpaths]

uruha looks so baby here...

[lesbianjudasiscariot]

durag toby jumpscare

[orv-random-quotes]

day 104

Yoo Joonghyuk: Of course, you aren't a good person. You are the unscrupulous person who kidnapped my sister.

Kim Dokja: When did I kidnap her? I just protected her. You must've understood with Lie Detection...

[feralplantwife]

MADAM PRESIDENT 🫡🫡🫡

I'd vote for her.

Credit goes to @afiendnotafoe you're a hero for this

[uwu-scraptrappy]

Went and watched 54 just now and I'm incorporating that into my hcs for Michael. Maybe he could be a bartender at a high end club as his secondary job, or maybe that was his first job and also how he got addicted to the stronger stuff. Leaning more towards the first one because he could theoretically hear a lot more and have more opportunities to gather information for Matthews. Idk can someone be clinical about him with me pretty please

[toxintouch]

Mhin: Poorly Disguised || Mhin x Unspecified MC (Dom!MC is implied??) Rating: T || CW: Implied future misuse of a Senobium (clergy/government?) uniform. Brothel mention in narrative. Stolen clothes that don't fit. Premise: crack treated seriously.

Mhin's arms are crossed tightly, eyes closed, breaths carefully even.  They can hear the shuffling of fabric behind them.  Uncertain steps.  The sound of your bandaged hands smoothing down starched fabric.

A long stretch of silence.

Their eyebrow twitches in impatience; they lose count of the exhalations they were taking a census of.

“Mhin, I…uh, I don't think this is going to work.”

Mhin turns to you impatiently, a sharp question poised on their lips, but once their eyes land on you they see exactly what you mean.  

The Senobium uniform hugs the contours of your body far too tightly for propriety.  The buttons on the blouse are splayed open a scandalous amount, unable to close due to the poor fit of the stolen garment, thus allowing Mhin a teasing glimpse of your chest.  The tempting image of you is burned in their mind before they can look away, the heart that they had been keeping so carefully in check while you changed now racing.

You don't look a single bit like you'd be mistaken for a legitimate member of the clergy, not even to the uncaring or untrained eye.  Not that much of anyone could possibly look away from you, once they’ve caught a glimpse…

Idiot, don't you know what you–

Mhin feels the heat staining their face as they press their palms against their eyes as if to ward off a headache.  They need to reign themselves in before they forget all self control.  They aren't going to allow themselves to look at you again while you're still wearing that.

Not that it helps.  Mhin won’t be forgetting what they saw any time soon.  You look like someone's very expensive, if very heretical, fantasy.  Mhin doesn't even want to guess what someone might pay at Elyon’s brothel just to look at you, let alone…

“This was a stupid idea,” Mhin spits through hands still shielding their face.  If they are lucky you'll mistake their body language for an expression of pure frustration and not the attempt to hide their blush that it is.

But Mhin has never been very lucky.

They're so flustered that they don’t even hear you approach–your lips brushing against their ear as you speak comes as a surprise, their cursed predator-sharp instincts gone silent.

“Maybe not that terrible of an idea…” you posit.  Mhin shivers despite themself; if you didn't know the effect you had on them before, you certainly do now.

They can feel the fever of you against their side, can feel you like an arrow to the heart, leaning into them with your body, your own hands held carefully out of the way.  You chuckle darkly, pressing a dizzying kiss against the sensitive skin covering their parotid before you rest your chin sweetly in the curve of their neck and shoulder.

“You put all that work into getting this uniform for us, Mhin... I know it turned out to be a dead end but... I should still reward you for your hard work, right?”

Against their better judgment, Mhin drops their hands. Turns to face you. Finds their fingers pressing urgently into your skin, curving along your jaw giving you the very touch they so often wish they could receive from you. The ease with which you welcome their kiss–the way you've anticipated their eager capitulation–is something they'll have to scold themself about at a later date. For now...

It is unwise to allow a debt to go unpaid in this city.

[cer-rata]

Zdarsky when I get my hands on you I swear to god--

[mister-warmth]

A migraine is currently beating my ass, but after I finish up this one shot I'm writing rn, I would really like piecing together all the wips and ideas I have for the 70s GBU fanfic and make something of it. It would be semi inspired by once upon a time in Hollywood in a way but also go more towards a criminal direction because these men are like that sbhsbs y'know it.

Either way it's something I'm looking forward too.