#stolen blankets

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Airman From Rockcliffe Given Suspended Sentence," Ottawa Citizen. October 7, 1943. Page 12. --- Sgt. Joseph Gerlach, of the R.C.A.F., Rockcliffe repatriation center, was this morning given suspended sentence by Magistrate A. H. Lieff in county magistrate's court, after being found guilty of a charge of theft.

Gerlach attempted to steal a number of sheets, blankets and pillow slips from the Rockcliffe air station.

John O'Meara of Ottawa, who previously had pleaded guilty to a charge of indecent assault against a young woman, was sentenced to six months in jail to date from the time of his arrest on September 12.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 333

I once more believe Battinson Batman needs to be given a child. Or multiple. Multiple children. I am also once more rotating Ghosts Have Wings Au. 

So Batman, still early in his whole vigilante career ends up busting a shipment, nothing too surprising there. Pretty usual honestly. Except for what was in one of the crates already open. Because it looks like some sort of gemstones but… perfectly spherical. Strange. Suspicious. 

But it’s also late, er, early in the morning, and the GCPD is notoriously corrupt, so like, he’s not going to just leave the weird gemstones, each about the size of a plum or so. (Dear Gotham he’s apparently hungry, and might inwardly vow to never let anyone realize what his tired mind decided to use as measurement) 

So he, unknowingly spurred on by more than just a slight bit of ecto contamination, takes the strange spheres back home. Just puts them in his pockets and heads back to the manor that they moved back into after the whole Riddler mess. (He even found a cool cave! With a bunch of terrifying bats, but they made a glass separator! For safety!) 

But in Bruce’s defense of forgetting about them, he’s more than a little tired and hungry and just wants to sleep for a bit, y’know? So maybe he forgets about the gems as he falls asleep in the chair in the cave (Alfred was not pleased!) until he starts digging around for them. Erm. Did they fall out somewhere?? There’s no holes in his belt pockets… 

And maybe these sort of things shouldn’t slip his mind, the spheres had felt Weird with a capital W, but he gets forced to a circus and there’s an… accident. So maybe he pushed it away as not important because there’s now an angry grieving eight-year old living with him and he’s panickedly reading any and all sort of parenting books he can get a hold of because he has no clue what he’s doing. 

Yeah, maybe his back is itching like crazy no matter what he tries, and maybe he threw up the other day, but it’s fine. This is fine. 

….

Oh dear Gotham those are feathers, this is not fine- ALFREEED!

[ky-landfill]

[orcboxer]

one thing that sucks about bg3 is that Shar is an edgy bitch who also has the coolest introduction in the game. "I am the empty room" is such a baller line that deserves to come from a much cooler character

[sea-slug-rave]

with his personality a lot of people write Sirius to be the type of sleeper that splays out and steals all the blankets and wakes up in strange positions from tossing and turning, but I love the idea of him gradually going into the smallest ball, burrowed safely with the covers pulled to his brow, not really moving throughout the night except to cuddle deeper into the closest warm thing, and really Remus, normally so composed and polite, is the one who splays out limbs and incoherently mumbles and occasionally drools, but never moves far from Sirius against his chest, so when he wakes up curled around him he denies that he sleeps like anything other than a gentleman, this of course is not the case while he sleeps in the hospital wing, where he is as still as the dead from the exhaustion of it all, and it really unnerves Sirius when he watches over him

[tillman]

[maretriarch]

we r holding feet

[displayheartcode]

instead of writing, I finished reading four books and binged the first season of a show this week

[crimsonlyinglilly]

No. 20: “People don’t change people, time does.”

Blanket | Found Family | “You will regret touching them.”

Ages

Freya-11

Finn- 10

Elijah-6

Freya was crying, she’s bleeding and hurt and Dahlia wasn’t letting them go to her, was blaming her for their escape attempt because Freya was the oldest and the witch knows forcing them to hear but not being able to help hurts Finn just as much.

Knows this is a lesson they will sink into Elijah's mind in a way neither Freya or Finn will be able to fix. 

They hadn't even tried to escape, they had just taken Elijah with them to the closest town to let him see people other than them and were simply late returning.

Dahlia had decided to use it as an excuse to take her anger out on them, and Finn had a sinking feeling thier trips were going to be stricter in the future. Elijah's certainly would be considering how rare permission for him to leave already was.

Their youngest, 'is he still? mother could have had more, forgotten about them, left them to the sister she had sold them to- don't think about it' he tells himself as he instead focused on the little brother he had, six and far to use to Dahlia hurting them, and curled in on himself where he sat next to Finn.

“You should leave me.” he tells him with dark eyes staring up at him earnestly. Elijah is alway earnest, he wears his heart on his sleeve and both Freya and Finn know that Dahlia is going to destroy it or steal it one day.

They’re not sure which is worse.

“No one gets left behind.” he harsher than he means to, Elijah flinches.

“I’m the smallest, the slowest i’m just holding you back, you could get away without me.”

They can't. Her magic ties them together, but Elijah doesn't know that, doesn't remember not being trapped by her and one day they going to have to explain it somehow.

And even if they could escape, they wouldn't leave him alone with her, abandon him the way Freya blames mother for.

Finn blames himself for wishing that the bad woman would come back to return Freya and take Elijah, he’s learnt about wishes when she did taking them both, it’s childish, he knows but he can’t fully blame mother after he watched her fall apart.

“She doesn’t even hurt me as bad as you.” Elijah explains as if it’s an excuse, Dahlia doesn’t need to ever hurt Elijah, he’s quiet, eager to please and knows to do whatever Dahlia says and yet she still does because she is angry and lashes out at them all.

Because they are hers to do with what they want.

Because she can make Elijah cry and have him return to her with the tiniest bit of affection  

Because the three of them are all Elijah knows and she’s in control.

Because Elijah doesn’t remember their parents, or anything before Dahlia, even magic, thier birthright, thier blood will alway be tainted for Elijah, as he only knows it with Her magic around their throats.

Freya and Finn can hate her but Elijah knows nothing but her and if they left him he never would. They wouldn’t do to Elijah, what mother had already done to them, if the only way to be free was leaving him, selling him out, they wouldn’t ever do it.

He pulls Eijah into his lap and wraps them both in a blanket, attempting to use it and his body to block Elijah from the world; it hides his  trembling and Elijah's jerks as he smothered his cries.

Six and already too good at making his tears slient.

One day he was going to make her pay.

[mvncesa]

He is growling as soon as he notices the other reaching toward him (and the item he stole).

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Deserter Admits Assaulting Hotel Porter With Brick," Ottawa Journal. December 16, 1942. Page 12. ---- Edmore Baril, 23-year-old soldier from Camp Borden, who used a wooden paying brick to inflict deep wounds on the head of Joseph Desjardins, 87, night porter at the Commercial Hotel on York street early Tuesday morning, pleaded guilty to a charge of causing grievous bodily harm, when he was arraigned before Magistrate Strike in City Court today. He was remanded until next Wednesday for sentence.

He pleaded not guilty to a charge of theft of a bed comforter valued at $10 belonging to the Russell Operation Company, Limited, on November 28, and was remanded on this charge until next Wednesday at the request of Detective Ernest Sabourin.

Detective Borden Hobbs who, in company with Constable Adelard Potvin, arrested Baril in a down-town hotel Tuesday night, said in court today that Desjardins was in General Hospital, and that 21 titches were necessary to close the four wounds. Doctors today were awaiting results of an X-ray examination to find out if Desjardins' skull was fractured. Detective Hobbs said Baril entered the hotel on the pretext of looking for his kit bag. Desjardins was working in the kitchen. and went to the front door. Immediately the soldier struck him on the head with a large paving brick he was. carrying. Desjardins called for help and the soldier fled. Detective Hobbs said Baril was a deserter from the army. The detective was off duty last night, but decided he would try and and find the soldier. He scoured hotels in Ottawa and Hull, and finally came across him late in the evening.. He called Constable Potvin and they arrested Baril.

[theworstcreature]

Ok so obi wan has a cloak that’s like those super fuzzy soft blankets on the inside

anakin steals it when he’s like 11 bc the Jedi temple is always cold and he loves the cloak and despite saying he’ll give it back, he never does. Because his padawan *cough* little brother *cough* took it, he gets another fuzzy fluffy cloak….. then, ahsoka, the child with Perhapse the coldest outfits says she’s cold while on a mission and despite a few “told you so” comments, she suckers obi-wan into handing over his second expensive warm cloak. Now, the disaster trio has matching cloaks after obi wan gets another fuzzy cloak, praying that ahsoka doesn’t get a padawan that wants to steal his warm clothing. He keeps that last cloak even after he’s no longer a Jedi because it reminds him of back when he still had his friends/little siblings. Ahsoka also still has hers and it’s quite nice to Use as a blanket on the less pleasant planets she hides out on after order 66

[umbrellamedic]

At first it may look like a pile of stolen blanket, but at the center is Bertha huddled and wrapped up in blanket. Her mask is somewhere under the blanket, leaving her face uninhibited from burrowing into the blanket.

When her solitude is interrupted, she looks up, lifting the blanket to hide everything below her red, puffy eyes. "Whatever it is you want; it will wait. I am busy."

[weisshapt]

when i give her treats vs when i tell her she’s had enough now

[candypopchaos063]

He stole my blanket.

[silverselfshippingchaos]

good morning! i just put a.khos on the f/o list!