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workarounds to having a vampire as your partner in crime
#baldur's gate 3#bg3#astarion#néphos#bg3 tav#doodles#néphos used to do crimes for profit pre-game so i like to think that post-game they recruit astarion into it#dnd rules say ''can't enter a residence without an invitation from one of the occupants''#technically. if you squint. someone who's inside the building is an occupant. Break-ins for murder may continue
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my beautiful 14ft tall chimera gf who i can’t look directly in the eyes
#finally entering break and dusting off my ipad#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#falin touden#falin dungeon meshi#my art
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Prompt:
After some very eventful weeks of Jason’s debut as the Red Hood he takes a well deserved night off and decides to crash in one of his safe houses.
He did not count on one of the Bats finding him there.
So to keep his plans from being torpedoed entirely Jason goes with the split second decision of pretending he was held captive by the Red Hood.
#Jason I-did-not-Plan-this-through Todd#Jason pretends he got kidnapped by—- himself#he’s going the full victim act here#breaking out the tears for this one#maybe Batman and Nightwing find him#and it’s a huge shock for everyone involved#Jason has that one moment of ‘do I shoot them?’#and then promptly decides to enter an a grade acting class by crying for his ‘family’ to please save him from the red hood#jason todd#batfamily#dick grayson#bruce wayne#batfam#robin#tim drake#red hood#batman#prompts#fanfiction#fanfic#batfam fic#batdad#under the red hood#Au#alternate universe
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there are so many amazing and powerful benders in atla but what i love about zuko is that whether or not he can use his bending in that moment has zero (0) bearing on how much he’s going to absolutely kick your ass. no bending? that’s fine - he’s got swords. no swords or bending? that’s fine - he’s literally just going to beat you up. if you’re REALLY unlucky then you get all three. as a treat.
#like he’s surrounded by these amazing benders.#azula who’s a prodigy#the literal avatar#katara who mastered water bending in like -3 days#(literally iconic of her tbh)#and zuko IS a great firebender (his abilities as a firebender improve as his story progresses)#but it just absolutely cracks me up when i remember zuko will just. not use his bending sometimes#anyway zuko alone fight was special bc he really said i will use all three bc ur special 🤭#zuko#avatar the last airbender#avatar: the last airbender#atla#hattie talks#where’s that post that’s like zuko is a prodigy but his special skill is breaking and entering and he can’t tell anyone about that
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some yandere stan and ford thoughts:
tw // stalking, nonconsensual picture taking, breaking and entering, general yandere themes
18+!!!!!
saw someone say stan would take polaroid pics of you after fucking you and im gonna take that and go further with yandere creepy boss stan taking pictures of you. like remember when i said he would call you into his office to make u do stupid tasks for him? he would sooo take upskirt/ass pics of you when you’re bent over. if we’re at the stage of him manipulating you into having sex or something, when you’re not looking, he’s taking pictures of you naked or while you have his dick in your mouth. for blackmail (and to “rub one out” to later)

yandere ford, who’s trying to get used to life back in gravity falls, sees you and realizes you’re perfect to stalk watch (for science!! to see how regular people behave in society these days). he writes notes in his journal about you. these notes start off innocent like “they say good morning and smile at everyone they pass - this is behavior the average fall’s citizen exhibit” to “they waves hello to me today when i passed them at their work - my careful scheduling is working” to “the door to their home was open and i carefully catalogued every article of clothing they own- *lists your sizes in underwear, tshirts, and more*”
#yandere#x reader#yandere x reader#yandere thoughts#gender neutral reader#stalking#non consensual picture taking#breaking and entering#yandere gravity falls#yandere stanley pines#stanley pines x reader#stan pines smut#stan pines x reader#ford pines x reader#yandere ford pines#stanford pines x reader#stanford pines#gravity falls
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Dewi wouldn’t hurt a fly…usually.
Bug Fact: The African Cicada is the loudest bug in the world reaching up to 107 decibels (about the same as a car horn).
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#btw I’m taking a break for the weekend! new page Monday#HK will....survive....mostly#Making sure that thing does not get back up again#Tbh I dont think any of them expected Dewi to enter the fight. He doesn't seem one for combat#also most bugs in game dont have big stompers like Dewi does.#In my experience the best way to kill a bug is to keep ur foot on the ground but Dewi doesn't really have that experience yet#hollow knight#hollow knight humans#hollow knight hornet#hollow knight quirrel#hollow knight knight#hollow knight au#dewi#dewi's adventures in hollow knight
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Someone broke into my place while I was sleeping with the express purpose of trimming my nose hair.
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Mulder and Scully on their illegal shit
#artists on tumblr#dana scully#gillian anderson#mulder and scully#shit post art#shitpost#x files#digital art#the xfiles#xfiles fanart#fanart#meme redraw#i love it when they do illegal stuff#mulder breaking and entering and scully tagging along for support#like ugh there he goes again breaking the law#mulder come back here
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Eddie was all about desecrating corpses.
Particularly, the huge ones--and nothing was larger than the burnt out husk of Starcourt.
Yellow caution tape, muddied and ripped from its time in the weather still decorated parts of the doors.
The place used to be crawling with security, but that had eased off now, the job returning to a local outfit rather than the smooth and swift guards who previously haunted the joint in pairs.
It was easy as two days spent camped out in his van, watching the main entrance and a few side doors. In no time at all, Eddie had schedules memorized, points of entry selected and even three possible escape routes should things get dicey.
He didn't expect them to.
Not when he’d already rolled his checks and came up with a number that, were this an actual D&D game, would make him a happy man.
It was always a point of contention between him and his Pa. This perception. The natural ability he had that good ‘ol dad just didn’t seem to possess.
The one that made him patient long enough to get a feel for a gig.
To know instinctively how hard a job might be, and how to go about doing it safely.
(Eddie personally doesn't believe much of it is talent. Thinks it is in fact, forcibly learned, due to the nature of his upbringing.
Grandma and Grandpa Munson, bless their dead, departed souls, had at least given something of a shit. Tried to keep family things family and work things work, even when said work was illegal as it gets.
They understood things like appearance and public reputation.
How that kept the pigs off your back and food on your table.)
His Pa had never cared for any of that.
Eddie didn’t grow up with family meals, or even food in the house let alone on the table. He grew up watchful, forced to learn or take a hit meant for an adult in the process. To weigh the risks against the benefits, and how to charm the pants off an unsuspecting target while doing so.
It was how he’d escaped his own prison sentence when his Pa finally got eyes too big for his abilities.
Eddi had gotten lucky in that situation.
Or rather--he’d gotten Wayne.
Wayne, who gave up his own room, his own bed, for his nephew. Had bought him his sweetheart on his sixteenth birthday and a van on his eighteenth. Both things were used, and a little battered around the edges, and Eddie had almost thrown up the day he accidentally found out Wayne had used his life savings for the damn car, but they were above and beyond anything he had any right too.
Eddie would be damned without him.
But he knows his uncle needs help.
Can't pay for himself and Eddie. Never really could, and so has been giving his nephew literally everything he has in an effort to make up for it until Eddie could help pay his way.
Not that a singular soul would trust a teenage Munson with such a precious thing as a part time job, and so Eddie had turned to the familiar.
The mall fire, and the resulting flood of federal agents had really put a damper on his income the past few months. Drugs were risky, and getting riskier with them sniffing about, and things were getting tight again in a way they hadn’t in a long, long time.
(All it had taken was finding the hidden stack of bills.
Big ol’ words stamped in red topped every one. Bold letters screaming ‘Overdue’ and ‘Payment Missed’ and ‘Late Fees.’
One single letter had panicked Eddie more than any other, the one that clearly said Wayne had been talking to the payday loan place down the street, and he’d be damned if his shortcomings made his Uncle willingly walk into a debt pit so few climbed out of.)
Growing up like he had, Eddie was trusted in certain circles. Had access to places many didn't as his sole inheritance, because he was known.
Someone who didn't rat, who could be trusted with given tasks. Who kept to the criminal code, and was good about not backstabbing you if caught.
He’d hit up a few old connections, dropped some hints. Put out “feelers” as one might say.
Got a nibble and soon enough, Eddie was back in business, getting called up and offered a few small tasks for decent dough.
Sometimes it was fetching information.
Sometimes it was ferrying an item.
Today, it was a retrieval.
There was something someone wanted in the ruins of Starcourt--and they were offering an insane amount of money to get it.
The plans hadn't made sense, not at first. The instructions Eddie had been given sounded outlandish, if not outright total bunk.
Like the existence of a multi level basement under Starcourt? How the hell had no one caught that being built?
Or that the security systems down there could possibly still be turned on? After four months?
Who was even paying for it?
Eddie had heard stupider things though, and the pay for this little jaunt was good. Too good to pass up.
"They want a local in case something happens and the rescue squad comes running in. That way, it's just a little trespassing fun. The town deviant getting his kicks in the big scary mall, and not what they think it is." His connection had told him, meeting with Eddie in a Mcdonalds the town over.
The place had a play palace, big enough to host a number of screaming rugrats. It made for a great cover as they pretended to be just two men in overalls, getting burgers on their lunch.
Not a soul could hear a sound over the kids screaming, and if a blueprint sat between them then, well, if it looks like a maintenance worker, and it talks like a maintenance worker…
People never did look twice.
"And what else exactly would they think this is?" Eddie asked, munching on the food he got for free as part of even entertaining the offer.
"A retrieval, Double D."
Eddie hated that nickname.
"Some rich kid bit it in the fire, and his parents are paying out top dollar to get a few of his things, seein’ as the feds wouldn’t let anybody back in after they condemned the place." The guy, whose name was Mickey said.
He idly traced a finger along the lines of the blueprint, the path he was wanting Eddie to take.
(The path Eddie would later ignore, on grounds that it was going to get him caught.)
“Specifically a signet ring and car keys.”
“Car keys?” Eddie had asked, mostly in a bid for more information. Mickey was the kind of guy you could breadcrumb into giving more information than he intended to, if one played their cards right.
And Eddie was a damn good poker player.
“Yup. Goes to a BMW--which they want you to drive to a safe place. Parents think he lost it somewhere around,” Mickey’s finger stopped, before tapping the blueprint twice. “Here.”
Something had niggled in the back of Eddie’s head. The first whispers of recognition, of a fact that he knew something about this--something he couldn’t yet recall.
He wasn’t stupid enough to ignore it.
“Who's the kid?” He’d asked.
Mostly because he was curious, partially because it was a way to ease in the real questions he wanted to ask.
Like what a rich kid was doing four levels down in Starcourt the night of the fire.
“Does it matter?” Mickey said, but dug into his pockets anyway. Retrieved a little 2 by 3 wallet photo, done in the traditional High School Picture Day style.
He’d tossed it on the table, and Eddie didn’t react.
Kept his face perfectly blank, even as his stomach contracted and his breath caught in his chest.
Carefully pulled the picture to him, to make a show of examining it.
“Don’t know him.” He lied after a moment, fighting to get his breathing back under control before Mickey figured out what was up.
“Told you it didn’t matter. What matters is that you get the shit. And hey, while you’re down there…”
Mickey talked a bit more, and idly, Eddie listened. He knew this little B&E was going to have more components than just retrieving a few things. Had long figured out that this entire front of retrieving “some rich kids keys” was just that--a front.
Word on the street was that Starcourt was hiding something--something a lot of very powerful people were getting increasingly interested in. He’d rolled his eyes when he caught wind of the first little rumblings, the rumors and whispers that the thing was shrouded in Government secrets and conspiracies, but hadn’t been able to ignore the shit that had come after.
Likely, the people who had hired him and Mickey understood they had to act now, before someone else did, to see if anything worthwhile was actually down there.
The real question is why the hell they were using Steve Harrington’s death to do it--when Eddie knew for a fact that Steve Harrington was alive.
Or alive as anyone could be, at two am at a Shell gas station.
“Alright.” Eddie said finally, pulling the blueprint towards himself before rolling it up, making sure to casually roll up Harrington’s picture with it. “You got me interested. Half up front and I’m in.”
Mickey grinned at him. “Knew you would be, kid.”
One hand shake and a hefty envelope later, and Eddie found himself on the way to Starcourt on his very first stakeout.
It was that first initial look that confirmed it--Harrington’s prized BMW was in fact, still sitting in the parking lot.
Abandoned by rich assholes who absolutely could have paid to have it towed.
Which led to a domino effect of stakeouts, late nights and confrontations, up to and including his present position, counting down the minutes before he could break into Starcourt.
“Ready?” He murmured, and one could be forgiven for thinking he was talking to himself given how quietly he said it.
They would be wrong.
“Yeah.” The not-so-dead rich kid drawled from the passenger seat.
Eddie tossed a grin at Harrington, who rolled his eyes and ran a hand through his hair.
“Come on, Stevie.” He purred. “Let’s go find out who impersonated your parents, and why they want that ring you supposedly own so badly.”
“Honestly dude I just want my car back.”
“That too.”
#this is a two parter#the second part has the steddie lol#steddie#eddie munson#steve harrington#season 3 AU#sorta#0o0 fanfics#stranger things#I mean really how did he get his keys back#breaking and entering#you cannot tell me eddie wasn't drawn to starcourts remains like a moth to a flame
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They mean so much to me
#my art#dc#dc comics#john stewart#diana of themiscyra#diana prince#wonder woman#green lantern#jlu#jla#WORLDS MOST UNDERRATED FRIENDSHIP.#they both enter deep and powerful uncle sleep on the JL break room couch. you can’t imagine their bond
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Finally finished this god damn thing!
Mostly did this for my friend who is starting s1 but it took me a stupid amount of time (mostly because of Tim)(still not happy with that mtf design)
#it was fun near the end#drawing skinky Jon#and Martin really for breaking and entering#I love how short jon is#scrawny little fuck#definitely has height boosters in his shoes#later on when Martin fixes his posture and Jon’s gets worse the height difference is gonna be so stark#the magnus archives#tma#tma fanart#jonathan sims#martin blackwood#sasha james#tim stoker#character sheet#character reference#I support gay rights and gay wrongs#give Martin a gun
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CRITICAL ROLE: CAMPAIGN 3 Episode 20: Breaking and Entering...
#treena watches cr#treena.gif#critteredit#criticalroleedit#critical role#taliesin jaffe#c3e20#breaking and entering#sam riegel#marisha ray#laura bailey#ashley johnson#bells hells#userhella#uservale#userrainbow#userzal#userairi#quicklings#userfern#usercats#useremi#userrobin#alielook#usermimsi#usermaria#userannalise#uservalentina#usertelevision#underbetelgeuse
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Love the parts of pre-s8 hermitcraft videos where they’re doing lore and want to talk directly to each other but they don’t have proximity chat yet so they are like confronting each other while being conveniently in the same discord call or whatever
#watching the part of bdubs s7 where he finds impulse’s secret base in his base and he just happens to break the perfect block to enter it#finds impulse sitting in the couch watching tv and they’re just in a call already as he ‘discovers’ this#hermitcraft#astro speaks
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Prompt 134
One of the young justice members is complaining about how their parents or mentors benched them after getting injured.
And Marvel snorting and saying that that reminds him of Phantom. And of course, the YJ crew, ask who that is.
“Oh Phantoms my big brother, pops never really understood our human halves or limits so…” and he just shrugs like he didn’t just drop Lore. And the teens smell blood in the water, they want to know more.
#prompts#dcxdp#dpxdc#The kids have sniffed out the Forbidden LORE#Marvel was distracted by the meditteranean magic men in his head#Robin: Guess what B I now know more about Marvel then you do >:)#Batman: Hnn#YJ to JL: Do you guys know Marvel's brother???#JL: His What#Eternal 10 year old Billy: So don't freak out#Eternal 14 year old Danny: What did you do#Constantly age shifting Clockwork: Oh I'm sure nothing wrong now help me fix this timeline the speedsters broke#Pariah trying to bake cookies: Just don't break the table if you start wrestling#Eternally 12 Ellie and eternally 17 Dan entering through different doors: Oh no the whole family is here the keep won't survive
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the realest thing kaz brekker ever did was take a break from breaking into a house for the purpose of tampering with his homie’s dad’s financials to bend down and give the guard dogs a good ole pet for their troubles.
#six of crows#kaz brekker#six of crows duology#leigh bardugo#crooked kindgom#kaz the dog person#kazzle dazzle#breaking and entering#fraud#soc#soc fandom#six of crows fandom#text
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