#snitches get stitches? no

[elisedonut]

“I almost told your brother,” Hermione snapped, “Percy — he’s a prefect, he’d put a stop to this.”

could you imagine though

this line could easily be a set up for a canon divergent fic

like i think if Percy was more like popular there would actually be a lot more fics where the whole like gimmick is he plays a larger role in the main storyline because really all you need to do like set up wise is get him involved in the first book and that's not difficult to do with Ron being involved like this line ofc is talking about like the fake duel with Draco

but still i think she should have tattled sorry

Neville too tbh instead of just facing off against them by himself

because it could have made Percy decide early on that he needs to pay more attention to Ron or something even if Ron hates every minute of it which means Harry hates every minute of it

though ig technically you could just make Percy find Neville frozen in the common room and then chase after them

[sinestrosmind]

more shenanigans w/@tinyghostotus lmaoooo

please don't actually eat rocks or slime Leo and Donnie are profesional dumbasses

also don't tell Raph

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 183

There’s a loud snarling noise outside the window. 

Not that Jazz is concerned. She’s just also trying to study for med school and would appreciate some quiet. And preferred her brother not contracting rabies whenever he tried to square off with the local rogue or three who tried to use the alley. 

As he had put it, it was his alley, he’d claimed it for tinkering. Though perhaps she should maybe ask him to quiet down on his insisted territorialism, even if she understood it. She would also probably maul someone if they tried to enter their apartment flat. It came with the territory of being ecto contaminated, or as the rest of them were now calling it, with being a liminal. 

Once the more draconic aspects started to emerge well, one wasn’t just contaminated anymore after all. Hence the whole school-worth of them leaving Amity while all their parents waged war against the guys in white. Last she heard it was going well. 

Which meant she could focus on her studies as soon as- okay it wouldn’t be quiet, it seems the rest of the kids joined in on mauling the poor idiot who tried to steal their things from the alley. Damn…

[northlight14]

Phoenix: do you remember the day you got your lunch money stolen in kindergarten?

Edgeworth, who came into school wearing a bow tie every day, was always reading, went around quoting different law terms saying he was going to grow up to be “just like father”, and canonically cried when he couldn’t do origami: which time?

[west-brooke]

Part 3.

Leo cannot fight the sibling instinct to immediately snitch to Splinter, and the bio parents have no idea what’s going on. They were turtles like two minutes ago and now they’re bipedal and are apparently overdue on child support.

[weebssecretattic]

Sol regum: you played me like a fiddle?

Aaravos: fiddles are actually quite difficult to play. I played you like the cheap kazoo you are.

[goldenseresinretriever]

Snitches Get Stitches Masterlist

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader

Part of the San Diego Dogfighters universe

Summary: Jake Seresin, golden boy of the NHL and Captain of the Dallas Stars makes headlines when he unexpectedly signs with newly-formed San Diego Dogfighters. When your future seems at the verge of crashing down, you receive the opportunity of a lifetime to become the team physician for the Dogfighters. You never expected to be working directly with your favorite hockey player. Jake has a secret and you have a job to do. Will he be able to trust you enough to help and will you be able to trust him with your heart?

Series CW: 18+ ONLY, swearing, violence, sports violence, medical stuff, blood probably, angst, fluff, (potentially eventual) smut, forbidden romance, sexual harassment, suggestive language, medical inaccuracies, hockey inaccuracies etc. There will be individual chapter warnings. No use of Y/N.

A/N: This is a repost of my completed series, Snitches Get Stitches. It was originally posted in October-November 2023, and was lost when my blog was deleted.

Main Series: COMPLETED

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 4.5

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 7.5

Chapter 8

Chapter 8.5

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Oneshots

Daddy’s Queen

One Man’s Trash

Blurbs

Matcha Latte

[itty-bitty-sunshine]

Must be hard to be the last sane person on that mall

[hufflepuffwritingstuff2]

Snitches Get Stitches

This is a birthday present for the very special @thelazywitchphotographer! I hope you enjoy it! And if you want more parts, let me know!

Hero gingerly knocked on Supervillain’s front door. A security camera turned toward them. Henchman’s voice crackled through the intercom.

“Hero? What are you doing here? What do you want?”

Hero released their hand from their side, showing a nasty wound that was dripping with red.

“I didn’t know where else to go,” Hero mumbled.

“What the heck, Hero!?” Henchman shouted.

The camera turned off and the sound of footsteps could be heard from behind the door. Hero collapsed just as Supervillain opened it.

“What the heck, Hero!?” Supervillain exclaimed, collecting them in their arms.

“That’s what Henchman said…” Hero slurred.

Supervillain started saying a string of worried somethings to Henchman, but Hero couldn’t make much of it out. Everything sounded as though Hero was underwater.

“Henchman… Medic… how long… Hero? HERO!”

Hero knew they should’ve jumped at the sound of their own name, but they were too tired to care. They fell asleep just as Supervillain deposited them on something soft.

…

“Hero…”

Hero heard their name but didn’t stir.

“Hero!”

Now there was a faint ringing in their ears. What did the voice want? Hero knew what they wanted, they wanted to go back to sleep and-

A small slap across the face got their eyes to shoot open.

“Ow,” Hero protested groggily.

“That did not hurt,” Supervillain scoffed.

Hero’s side, which had been throbbing with every step, was now tingly and numb. Hero went to sit up, but Supervillain and someone else- Medic- pushed them back down.

“No sudden movements,” Medic warned.

“Medic, are they stable?” Supervillain asked.

Medic nodded.

“Then give us the room. Hero has something to tell me.”

Medic obliged, leaving the med bay and closing the door with a soft click.

“What did I have to tell you?” Hero asked.

“You were going to tell me who did this to you,” Supervillain said.

Hero blinked.

“No I wasn’t.”

“You are now,” Supervillain said.

“I’m really not.”

“Fine.”

Supervillain snapped a shiny cuff over Hero’s wrist, attaching it to the bed railing. Hero stiffened, looking between it and Supervillain with wide eyes.

“Now wait just a minute!”

“Did you change your mind?”

“No!”

“Then that stays on until you do.”

Supervillain got up and went to the door.

“I’ll give you some time to mull it over,” they said, “don’t try to escape. Not only would myself or Henchman make short work of you, but you’ll pop the stitches, and I’d hate for you to incur Medic’s wrath.”

Supervillain left at that, locking the door behind them. Hero sighed in exasperation. How were they supposed to tell Supervillain that their other teammate, Villain, had done this?

Part 2

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[ryebreadlord]

i, i, i will break his jaw

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

William Frederick Yeames (1835-1918) "And When Did You Last See Your Father?" (1878) Oil on canvas Located in the Walker Art Gallery, Liverpool, England The oil-on-canvas painting, depicts a scene in an imaginary Royalist household during the English Civil War. The Parliamentarians have taken over the house and question the son about his Royalist father (the man lounging on a chair in the centre of the scene is identifiable as a Roundhead officer by his military attire and his orange sash).

Yeames was inspired to paint the picture to show the crises that could arise from the natural frankness of young children. Here, if the boy tells the truth he will endanger his father, but if he lies he will go against the ideal of honesty undoubtedly instilled in him by his parents.

The boy in the picture is based on Thomas Gainsborough's painting The Blue Boy. It was modelled by Yeames's nephew, James Lambe Yeames. Behind the boy, there is a girl, probably the daughter, waiting her turn to be questioned. The girl was based on Yeames's niece, Mary Yeames. At the back of the hall at left the mother and elder daughter wait anxiously on the boy's reply.

The scene is neutral: while the innocence of the boy is emphasized by his blond hair, open expression and blue suit, the questioners are also treated sympathetically; the main interrogator has a friendly expression, and the sergeant with the little girl has his arm on her shoulder as if comforting her.

[nando161mando]

[miraculan-draws]

Sebastian: there are APOSTATES in this party, Fenris.

Fenris: ugh, yeah I know. Fucking bastards, all.

Sebastian: we should turn them in, it's our duty to the Maker

Fenris: absolutely not, what the fuck is wrong with you? Actually if you so much as look at Hawke wrong I'm going to kill you.

Sebastian: HAWKE IS A MAGE???

[moderndaypandora]

I love every "Death set Dream up with Hob on purpose" headcanon, and I love "actually I was planning to throw Chaucer at you but I can wing it pretty damn well and, once I heard Hob call me stupid, I knew, yeah that's going to be Dream's boyfriend". It takes a village (or an older sister) to get Dream a boyfriend.

Now, I'm picturing the entire Endless family blindsided when Dream comes to a family dinner like "I GOT MARRIED! LIKE TWO MINUTES AFTER THE LAST DINNER--" "That was a literal century ago?!"
 "-- YEAH. WE'RE DOING A VOW RENEWAL."

Not a single sibling clocked this. Not even Destiny.

Destiny, out loud: it was an unlikely path in my book, so I didn't give it much attention 
Destiny, in his head: honestly I started speed-reading/skimming through Dream's love life paragraphs because watching him crash and burn and cause massive body counts just seemed so... repetitive and predictable?

Death: knowing our brother, I was carefully managing my expectations and was just glad he was still doing the century meetups last time I'd checked. Good for him, managing to stay with somebody for a century, that outstrips his last relationship by ... like 7 decades.  Kind of offended I wasn't invited to this wedding, kind of not planning to say anything?

Desire: At this point, I stick my fingers in my ears and go "lalalalalala" whenever I hear anything about Dream and want, either him wanting or somebody wanting him, because Death said I had to stop making fun of him for how disproportionate his Yearn to Act Ratio was, and any ammunition I can't use is just ... irritating. I figured if anything really changed, my twin would tell me about his descent into misery.

Despair: He was less miserable, but I assumed it was a fluke and he'd return to his normal equilibrium eventually. And it's not like my twin let me know he'd managed to successfully want AND obtain something?

Destruction is Sir Not Appearing In This Picture.

And Delirium had more important things to think about than her brother's sad love life, like would flying fish fired out of confetti cannons be considered birds until they landed?

Meanwhile all denizens of the Dreaming are never not aware that Dream is happily married, because the weather has been perfect for years and the throne room stained glass is some variation of Hob and Dream being lovey-dovey.

Lucienne: If I see them necking in the stacks ever again I will be forced to take action, and Lord Morpheus is aware of that fact, but we haven’t had a library flood in 103 years, so overall we’re pleased.

[hatchetmanofficial]

Can we have Stitches facts? Like literally anything about him

even his favorite color is fine

of course!:

Stitches, in technicality, has been alive for a month.

his head, upper torso, and legs are made from 3 different people all stitched together.

he is Boss's "eyes".

he likes pumpkin spice lattes.

his favorite colors are red and orange.

[attackedastoria]

This story's getting old...

(FOBbruary Day 8, watercolor)