Okay But Who Are The Victims? Can You Save Them? Are There Ones You Can't And Ones You Can? Like You

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You might have thought card sharks and loan sharks were named after the predatory fish, but apparently there’s a decent chance it’s the other way around from an old Dutch word meaning “person that takes unfair advantage of other people”. Before that they were known in English as a haye or dogfish, which means sometime in the ~1400s enough English sailors started saying “don’t get in the water, it’s infested with those jerks”

(the snake is called clementine, respect her)

thats the last of my inktober art dump! if anyone has prompts, requests, lil aus that i could draw i will have shockingly little to do the next few days (weeks) so id love to hear them! happy halloween tumblr users

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I had a dream my parents got a cat called mustard (one of those patchy looking brown/black and orange ones? Tortoiseshell I think) and we were driving somewhere and we drove across some train tracks but I don't think it was an actual crossing because my parents were being shady as hell about it but it was near a the stations I'd of been to a couple of times in my dreams.

We were visiting libraries to get a book and they didn't have it but the second library said they would have it in a couple days and also the librarian who was also a priest was asking me if I knew this girl and I was like yeah? So he showed me my emails and there was a bunch from her asking for details about a meet up except it had already happened. So we went home, back the way we came across the train tracks.

I'd been leaving the cat alone because I was pretty sure it didn't like me but also so as not to overwhelm it and I fell asleep once and was crowding its space when I woke up so I cuddled it a bit but left it alone because it was acting weird and its mouth was being held open uncomfortably near my neck.

So I had to check on the cat because the train tracks were a bumpy ride and it was fine but afterwards we stopped for a pee break or something (one of my parents left the car) and I tried to say hi to the cat again and it tried to kill me, like it was sizing up my throat before and everything to see if it could do it and then it bit me and it hurt so I wrenched it's jaws open but I couldn't hold it for long because it was strong and when I let go it tried to snap down but I dodged and grabbed its muzzle which was now too long to be a cats and I was struggling and yelling for help and my parents were like "what do you need help with? What are you doing? If you could just *explain*"

And then I woke up

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(Alya): "Chat Noir, what would you say would be your first defining trait?" (Chat Noir): "My special, one of a kind, trademarked phrase of 'my lady.' " (Felix): "I'm gonna to steal that. In fact, Lila, you look wonderful, my lady." (Lila): "Stop mocking me, kitty. Or else, I'll have to throw you in a trash can." (Gabriel): "Felix is Chat Noir? And Lila is Ladybug? Even though this makes no sense, I've likely found their identities. They'll pay for deceiving me."

New fic prompt: how many ways Gabriel can overhear someone say “my Lady” and conclude that they’re CN.

Jason: we do give B a lot of shit for being a complicated attempt at guardianship to all of us, but like at least he didn’t actively sell me to the Joker like my bio mom

Tim: yeah, my bio parents didn’t look at me twice and pretty much abandoned me to raise myself from toddler-hood

Damian, humming: my mother is an Al Ghul. it will forever be… complicated.

Dick:

Dick: *whistles* my mommy was awesome. loved my dad too.

Dick: sucks for you guys tho