#inspector sullivan imagine

[rose-edith]

Heya! How would the Inspectors (seperate) react to you using a mistletoe to get them to kiss you ? (talking about the inspectors from the Father Brown series)

Sorry for the delay, and better late than never right? Hope you like it!

Mistletoe reactions with the Inspectors:

Inspector Sullivan:

•it’s at Lady Felicia’s incredibly glitzy and glamorous Christmas Eve ball/soirée! So naturally our dear Inspector Sullivan is in his best dress uniform, medals and buttons polished.

•he feels a bit silly really, though he relaxes as he starts his second glass of champagne- Lady Felicia is always a generous hostess when it comes to providing food and drink.

•but he is avoiding the Lady in question, and searching desperately for you! He’s caught the odd glimpse of you here and there, but you continue to elude him!

•that is until, he collided with you in the doorway. You giggle, having planned the whole escapade! And now, with one arm round your waist, the Inspector feels happier too!

•little does he know, he’s walked right into your trap! But he finds out soon enough…you drag him closer by his lapels and crash your lips against his hotly, it’s a bit jarring at first, but then slowly you both settle into the kiss, practically fighting one another for dominance. It’s glorious! Goosebumps and shivers chase across your body, you’re virtually alight!

•but then, as quick as he’d bumped into you, you’d disappeared again, leaving a thoroughly confused, thoroughly kissed, hot Inspector to come chasing after you once more! He even grabbed the mistletoe from the above the door- the game was on!

Inspector Valentine:

•he’s pinning the mistletoe above the hallway door in your brand new home that you now share together- it’s your first Christmas as a married couple, so everything feels incredibly special.

•you’re passing by, having just finished the tidying, and your darling husband takes a chance. He pulls you into his arms with a seductive chuckle, nodding his head upwards so you see what he’s up to. And naturally, it makes you grin! Who could resist?!

•it seems to happen in slow motion. Your hands slide up his crisp shirt, one splays itself across his chest, over his heart to feel the steady beat of it. Your other hand gently grasps the back of his neck as you sink against his body, following him in the sloppy, tongue filled kiss that you gently moan into.

•the kiss goes on for what feels like an eternity. It’s a private conversation of mutual love and adoration. And when you both pull away you’re hot in the face and your eyes are ablaze with passion.

•…and that’s how you found yourself being pushed up against the wall, more passionate kisses being exchanged; clothes being tugged at blindly, as the kisses frantically turned into something more!

Inspector Mallory:

•he immediately knows you’re up to something the minute he sees you. You come into his office with a naughty grin on your face and a sway in your step that he recognises…he’d seen it only the night before, as you’d slowly stripped off for him before sinking down onto your knees, unbuckling his trousers and…he snaps out of the reverie as you reach the desk.

•he notices then that your hands are behind your back, and he glimpses for a tiny moment, the sprig of mistletoe. He grins and leans back in his chair, wheeling it backwards for you.

•Gerry pats his lap and feels his heart warm as you saunter closer, and sit down on his thighs. One of his hands slips straight between your legs, and the other cradles you closer to his body.

•he waits. And waits, and waits. Your grin just grows bigger! And then, moments before he’s about to burst with need, anger, hunger, desire! You drop the mistletoe into his lap and kiss him hungrily, biting at his lower lip furiously in the way that drives him absolutely wild!

•he’s putty in your hands! And speaking of hands, the one between your legs doesn’t stay idle, this is a battle of the wills- and he’s giving it all he’s got too!

•it’s a very good job that no new cases come in that afternoon and that the office door stays firmly shut!

[jlbilu]

...e patin coufin

It's been around my mind for some time now- am I the only one who thinks that maybe, just maybe, "Father Brown" S10 E07 (was it E07?) has certain similarities to a @rose-edith post?

[tinkerbelldetective]

In all the years you had known Inspector Sullivan, he had been irritated with Kembleford, mostly with Father Brown and Sid, but his irritability wasn't like this. This was new. Even Sgt. Goodfellow mentioned being surprised by Sullivan's more forward hostility.

It was so nice to see him again, though, and you weren't going to let him be grumpy in peace. Also, you weren't sure if it was possible for him to stiffen up any further, but he did, just at the prospect of a walk. Yet, he followed along anyway.

You both stepped along aimlessly until you came to a stop, pulling a book out of the bag you carried almost everywhere.

His eyes furrowed as you offered it to him, eyeing the blue ribbon you had tied neatly across the title.

"I had gotten it for you shortly before you left, but I was never able to get it to you. And your visits have always been so short and busy."

"That's - Thank you." He let out a sigh, free hand running over his forehead. This whole village gets under his skin, Father Brown most of all, but you? You managed to get under his skin and his ribs, and he can't run away from his heartbeat when you look at him. He's tried.

Forwardness be damned. He stepped closer to you, breath heavy. His hands nearly shook as your breath hitched, eyes trailing up his blue suit to meet his.

"Inspector," you breathed.

This was as far as he could go.

"Thank you."

He already said that.

"What time do you take your tea?"

He blinked, what?

Oh.

"I'll pick you up at 9." His words were surprisingly steady.

"Where?"

A soft smile pulled at the corner of his lips with an even smaller tilt of his head.

"Tomorrow is Sunday, is it not?"

Oh.

"Sounds lovely." You smiled, fighting the urge to sigh happily. Not that you didn't do so when he stepped away and began walking in the direction of the station.

Father Brown was surprised to see you at the early Mass, but it all made sense when he saw what surely was the Inspector's car at the road.

[daydreamerbeliever]

Imagine...

Series eleven starts with a confetti wedding shot of MRS Sullivan.

[rockislandadultreads]

New Title Tuesday: Horror

Piñata by Leopoldo Gout

Carmen Sanchez is back in her home country of Mexico, overseeing the renovation of an ancient cathedral into a boutique hotel. Her teen daughters, Izel and Luna, are with her for the summer, and left to fill their afternoons unsupervised in a foreign city.

The locals treat the Sanchez women like outsiders, while Carmen's contractors openly defy and sabotage her work. After a disastrous accident at the construction site nearly injures Luna, Carmen's had enough. They're leaving.

Back in New York, Luna begins acting strange, and only Izel notices the chilling changes happening to her younger sister. But it might be too late for the Sanchez family to escape what's been awakened...

The Insatiable Volt Sisters by Rachel Eve Moulton

It's the summer of 1989 and Beatrice and Henrietta Volt are coming of age on remote Fowler Island in Lake Erie, their ancestral home and wild playground. Thicker than thieves, they plot their futures while their parents pick their marriage apart piece by piece. The girls have no idea that their parents are separating. Or that the plan is to separate them.

Ten years pass and Henrie gets a desperate call from her sister--their father has died suddenly and B.B. needs Henrie to come back to the island for the funeral. When Henrie arrives, the island seems even stranger than she remembers. But the truth is, she doesn't remember much about the island, and nothing at all about the night she left. She just feels a vague and perplexing sense of dread and a sharp fear of the quarry pond behind the house. Will the Volt sisters inherit the horrors of their past or surpass them?

The Trees Grew Because I Bled There by Eric LaRocca

Eight stories of literary dark fiction from a master storyteller. Exploring the shadow side of love, these are tales of grief, obsession, control. Intricate examinations of trauma and tragedy in raw, poetic prose. In these narratives, a woman imagines horrific scenarios whilst caring for her infant niece; on-line posts chronicle a cancer diagnosis; a couple in the park with their small child encounter a stranger with horrific consequences; a toxic relationship reaches a terrifying resolution…

Originally published under the title The Strange Thing We Become and Other Dark Tales, this is a much-praised collection of deeply unsettling, painfully dark tales.

The Marigold by Andrew F. Sullivan

The Marigold, a gleaming Toronto condo tower, sits a half-empty promise: a stack of scuffed rental suites and undelivered amenities that crumbles around its residents as a mysterious sludge spreads slowly through it. Public health inspector Cathy Jin investigates this toxic mold as it infests the city’s infrastructure, rotting it from within, while Sam “Soda” Dalipagic stumbles onto a dangerous cache of data while cruising the streets in his Camry, waiting for his next rideshare alert. On the outskirts of downtown, 13-year-old Henrietta Brakes chases a friend deep underground after he’s snatched into a sinkhole by a creature from below.

All the while, construction of the city’s newest luxury tower, Marigold II, has stalled. Stanley Marigold, the struggling son of the legendary developer behind this project, decides he must tap into a hidden reserve of old power to make his dream a reality — one with a human cost.

[masterjacobofficialblog]

Master Jacob's headcanon voices

Introduction:

This page was created so that it would be easier for you to imagine the voices of my AU characters and observe their possible changes (as you can see, some characters temporarily either do not have a specific voice or a voice in principle), so in order not to get confused, this page was created for you.

Jacob – Aleksis Dorsey (H. Michael Croner) from Deathloop

Danny – JFK (Christopher Miller) from Clone High

Terra – KC (Dyana Liu) from the short animation Space Mission: Danger

Rolly – Blue (Zack Keller) from Dick Figures

Lalo – Laser (H. Michael Croner) from Pickle and Peanut

Mark – Kaito Momota (Kyle Hebert) from Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony

Adult Unikitty – Twilight Sparkle (Kira Buckland) from MLP's fandom stuff

Adult Puppycorn – Red (Ed Skudder) from Dick Figures

Coco – Joyce Price (Cissy Jones) from Life is Strange

Oldstyle – Tinker Bell (Mae Whitman) from Disney Fairies franchise

Croissant (only her "Oh La La") – Bayonetta (Jennifer Hale) from Bayonetta 3;

Adult XQ-22 – Shawn (H. Michael Croner) from Craig Of The Creek

Adult kid of Flower Father and Mother – Foop (Eric Bauza) from Fairly Odd Parents

Dr. Bunny – Major Ghastley (Grey Griffin) from Con Corne Garne

Bonnibel – Mrs. Chalice (Grey Griffin) from The Cuphead Show

Arthur – JFK (Christopher Miller) from Clone High (two versions – original clone and his "smart" version from Spring Broken episode)

Gwen – Shego (Nicole Sullivan) from Kim Possible

Dallas – Dan Hill (H. Michael Croner) from Kiff

Leroy – Lightning McQueen (Keith Ferguson) from Cars franchise (when Owen Wilson is unavailable)

Fleur – Princess Azula (Grey Griffin) from Avatar: The Last Airbender

Rexflex – Jack Spicer (Danny Cooksey) from Xiaoling Showdown

Tre Cera – Tiny Tina (Ashly Burch) from the Borderlands franchise

Elijah – Belson (Roger Craig Smith) from Clarence

Princess Unica – Unity (Christina Hendricks) from Rick and Morty

Dr. Red – Principal Scudworth (Phil Lord) from Clone High

Inspector Hatstone – Amity Bright (Mae Whitman) from The Owl House

The President (current) – Roy Fox (Eric Bauza) from Kiff

The President's Ex-Wife (current) – Moon Butterfly (Grey Griffin) – Star vs the Forces of Evil; (young) – young Moon Butterfly (Katie Driver) – Star vs the Forces of Evil.

Mrs. Landlord – Giganta (Grey Griffin) – From DC Super Hero Girls

MF's Momma [Ellen Frown] – Parvati Holcomb (Ashly Burch) from The Outer Worlds

Daphne [Danny's Mom] – Cleopatra "Cleo" (Christa Miller) from Clone High (season 1st of the original show, not a reboot)

Adult Lil Bean – Po (Mick Wingert) from Kung Fu Panda series

Adult Robot Kid [Jenny] – Jenny Wakeman "XJ–9" (Janice Kawaye) from My Life as a Teenage Robot

Moriko [Master Misery] – Mr. Rat (H. Michael Croner) from Kiff

Bob [Master Malice] – Lord Hater (Keith Ferguson) from Wander Over Yonder

Uniflip!MJ:

Felicia (Uniflip!Master Jacob) – Princess Flame (Jessica DiCicco) – from Adventure Time

The Voice List (Unfinished Choice):

A.B. – ??? (Analesa Fisher) from ???

Mama Brock –???

Danny's Step-Mom [Carrie] –??? () from ???

[ohnopoe]

Alone | Inspector Sullivan

Ship: Inspector Sullivan x Reader Prompt: #13 from this festive list! Word Count: 1.6k+ Tagging: @23orso​ @hawkerz12​

The invitations were plentiful. From Lady Felicia’s yearly fanciful Christmas dinner to something smaller in the cramped quarters of the presbytery’s kitchen, Christmas day was never a day in which you could ever feel lonely.

Kembleford was nice like that. The often nosey nature of houses cramped just a little too close together despite the sprawling hills that encompassed the town turning compassionate and kind as the weather grew colder. It seemed, no matter where you went, people just wanted to spread cheer and joy.

You could have taken your pick of just about anywhere to be for dinner that night, and you would have been welcomed with open arms and boisterous laughter. But there was only one place that you really wanted to spend the evening, and it involved an awful lot less travel.

Your arms were laden with bags and containers, all filled to the brim with more food than you could possibly need, all cooked over the past two days in an effort to ease your anxious mind. Was this overstepping? Quite possibly. But if you didn’t do it, well, who would?

You had heard every thought Mrs McCarthy had thrown your way as Christmas encroached ever closer, and even she hadn’t thought to do something about what, to you, was quite an obvious problem. If she hadn’t considered it, who would?

No, you determined as you nudged your front door open with an awful amount of manoeuvring, this was the right thing to do.

Bags placed down just outside your front door, you locked up carefully, already wondering whether gloves might have been a smarter move as you shove the metal keys back into your coat pocket.

It wasn’t snowing like the songs would have you believe, there was no air of a fairytale hanging in the air, but the cold still snapped at your bare fingers, caressed your cheeks and raised goosebumps against your arms, even though they were well covered by your winter coat.

With your bags back in hand, you glanced over the surrounding neighbourhood. Lights were already dancing in some of your neighbours windows, carols cracking away on records from the family down the lane. Christmas had a hold over the whole town; well, almost.

To your right stood the single cottage that seemed to refuse to join in on the Christmas splendour. Light still danced through the window panes, but it was singular and unmoving, showing the one quiet reprieve from the madness of the day.

You made your way there quickly, determined to do so before your anxieties could convince you otherwise, rustling bags and containers as you made your way from your path to his.

With yet another shift of containers, and bags being placed once more on the wet ground, you rapped your knuckles against the hard wooden door, clear and concise, just as your grandmother had taught you, showing a confidence you did not feel.

The door opened faster than you had expected, a rush of movement that shocked you and had you stepping backwards in retreat.

Sullivan was intense, ready and raring to go as if he expected a case to quite literally drop on his doorstep. And then, as suddenly as he had opened the door, his features dropped into a concerned frown as he noticed it was you.

“Y/N?” there it was, that gentle tone, the one reserved for you and you alone, for moments where he didn’t have to be the town’s Inspector, when he could remember for one brief moment to be human. “Are you alright?”

The cold was beginning to seep in once more, made all the more biting as the warmth from his fireplace drifted out from behind him. All you could do was nod, offering a smile that you hoped would reassure him.

“What- what are you doing here?” the Inspector’s voice was softer than it often was, confusion dancing on his tone as his eager eyes ran over you, taking in the bags that weighed you down.

“You didn’t really think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?” your question was just as soft as his, holding all the fears you wouldn’t speak aloud. This was it. If he denied you now you’d be straight back to your cottage that sat only next door, and yet would feel a world away.

A smile, slow and genuine, crept up his features, lighting his eyes up with a joy you were certain you had never seen there before.

“Let me help you with your bags.”

[kemblefordsfinest]

Dressing these boys up in fic is absolutely one of my guilty pleasures. I swear I'm going to make paper dolls someday...

[sips---tea]

What Inspector Sullivan is like after a day of work

- Tom is cute and dopey when tired and in the company which he can relax in. When he is in this state he is usually clingy and strokes your arm.

- All of Tom's days are tricky, having to deal with cases and the interfering Father Brown, all he wanted to do was get home and sleep.

- When he finally returns, Tom collapses on the sofa, closing his eyes and rubbing the bridge of his nose. You come into the sitting room to see him and ask him what happened.

- Tom explains in great detail what happened while you gently massage his shoulders, taking all the tension from his shoulders. After his long-winded explanation, you reassure him of his skills. Tom also makes sure that you tell your uncle (Father Brown) for the hundredth time to keep out of police business.

- You pour some brandy for Tom which he quickly drinks before taking the decanter and pouring some more. As he does this you explain your day and fill him in with some gossip of the town.

- When dinner is ready he is usually very hungry and has been asking every couple of minutes about how long it would be.

- After dinner, you and Tom settle down with tea on the sofa, either reading the newspaper or listening to the wireless. If it is a certain song you both like, you end up getting Tom to dance with you, even though he protests, saying he isn't very good.

[jxmieswxnter]

okay concept: inspector sullivan but with naval tattoos

[jlbilu]

I've missed @rose-edith hc, even if some of them aremore or less ooc.

Intimate but SFW things the Inspectors like about/to do with you includes:

Inspector Valentine:

-he LOVES to watch you shape and paint your nails, he can’t even explain why, he just loves to watch as you do it! His favourite colour to see you wear on your nails is red or blue. He finds painted nails attractive, even if you’ve just put some clear on.

-if he’s very tired in the evenings he’ll kick off his shoes and lay down spread out on the settee, but he can never fully rest until you’re nestled in his arms with your head resting just over his heart. It reassures you to hear his heart beating and he just loves to hold you tight to his chest.

-when he sits down in his favourite chair after a long day and he isn’t seeing you that day Inspector Valentine is so released when the scent of your perfume lingers in his living room, if he closes his eyes he can almost imagine that you’re there, pottering about.

-it drives him a bit wild when he sees you on the phone! It’s an odd one sure, but he likes how delicately you handle the receiver, how you twist the wire between your fingers and put on your very best voice. He always makes a point of phoning you because he loves the mental image he has of you while you’re talking, even if it’s an innocent conversation.

-he won’t admit it but his favourite thing to do with you is lean over your shoulder while you’re cooking dinner for you both, with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. There’s something so domestic about it and it never fails to make him feel better.

-Inspector Valentine wears braces on his trousers and what never fails to make him wince and laugh (usually at the same time) is when you ping them, it’s often when he’s being cheeky but he loves that you do it, no one else would dare to.

Inspector Sullivan:

-he loves to watch you writing letters or dealing with correspondence, he loves the way your face looks when you’re writing replies or reading letters. The atmosphere is so calm and peaceful around you that it brings him a sense of happiness.

-when he’s reading aloud to you he practically melts if you rest your head against his shoulder, he likes how he can feel your breath gently stirring the fabric of his shirt and smell your perfume and shampoo. Being so cosy with you floods him with confidence.

-if he’s feeling nervous or particularly anxious nothing can ground Inspector Sullivan quite like feeling your pulse, his fingers just drift to your wrist and as soon as he feels your heartbeat he is instantly soothed a little and is grounded back in reality.

-he can’t help the flutter in his heart or the little smile he gives whenever you flatten his collar or straighten his tie. He’s not been nurtured or cared about in that way for a long time and it always means the world to him when you quite unconsciously do it.

-Inspector Sullivan can frown a lot, and often tenses his jaw and clenches his teeth which causes him quite a lot of pain.so in those moments when you notice his frown you kiss his forehead softly and then gently smooth away the frown until he’s practically purring in your hands and is smiling once again.

-he has a wonderful singing voice but is often too uncomfortable to sing, so you make a point to sing around the house or isn’t he car and sometimes he’s so swept away in the song you’re singing that he joins in. His discomfort is swiftly forgotten when he sees how your eyes light up and your smile becomes radiant- it’s a thing just for the two of you to do together in secret.

Inspector Mallory:

-he loves it when you share a drink with him, he’ll always offer you your own but sometimes you’ll say no and just steal a few sips of whatever he’s having. He loves it when you sneak a drink from his glass, especially if you leave lipstick marks.

-it brings him a massive sense of love and comfort when you sit on his lap. He’s actually very comfortable to sit on and he’ll hold you tight as you curl up against him, all the while his hand will gently run up and down your legs.

-he feels a sense of pride and overwhelming joy when he finds little things that belong to you in his house. Whether it’s a stray bobby pin or a book or even just your shopping list, he loves to find little bits of your existence in his home. He likes that your presence lingers even if you’re not around.

-sometimes you have to look after him properly because he can get a bit stressed while at work. He finds it adorable when you March into his office and take over a sort of mother hen/secretary role. He loves watching you sit on his desk while you straighten out his paperwork or while he dictates a letter that you’re writing. He loves how easily you accept and support his job, especially considering how much it can sometimes have an impact on your relationship.

-you can always tell whenever he’s stressed, it usually makes him even grumpier and causes him bad headaches, so you always sit him down and give him a head massage. It turns his stress levels down to zero straight away. You’re the only person to ever do this for him, so it’s extra special and means so much to him.

-he’s usually reluctant to do anything that involves interaction with the community or spending time with others where he has to be on his best behaviour with you instead of smooching around, so sometimes it calls for drastic measures that he secretly loves (which in turn causes him to be grouchy more often). So you’ll often find yourself dragging him around by his tie, and then making naughty promises in a sultry whisper with your lips practically touching his ear. Yeah, he LOVES that big time.

[jlbilu]

Don't know why but when I think 'bout Sullivan's mother I see Catherine Frot's face.

[sidneycarter]

boyfriends 💞

[fatherr-brown]

Ok, so the Father Brown gang somehow end up on a camping trip:

Sid and Sullivan being nominated to set up the tents, and bickering the whole time (it takes far longer to set up than it needed to)

Also them generally knocking heads over the duration of the trip because Sid is used to roughing it occasionally (Sullivan is NOT), but also stealing glances at each other with a certain Look™️

Bunty (easily picking up on their chemistry) teasing that Felicia used to say “If you can survive camping with someone, you should marry them on the way home”

Father Brown making an effort to enjoy the whole experience, forcing a compliment about Sid’s terrible BBQ-ing

Mrs McCarthy hating literally every second of it, complaining the entire time about how she could be at home in a comfortable chair eating good, home-cooked food

Sid and Sullivan being left sitting by the fire, slightly too close for it to be friendly, tension you could cut with a knife, obvious unspoken longing

[queensantiagoofthe99]

Sid and Sullivan would definitely be one of those couples who end up both planning to propose to each other at the same time

Like they'd both think the holiday to somewhere beautiful was their idea, and they'd have managed to buy rings for each other that were complimentary but not copies and they just both deserve to propose and to be proposed to okay???

[xcaroldanversx]

I want nothing more than the pantomime episode remade with everything the same except Sullivan is still inspector instead of Mallory