*picks Up A Potion I Will Never Use In The Game* *picks Up A Potion I Will Never Use In The Game* *picks

Mystery Inc. but it’s the 1890s

Who had late Victorian Scooby Doo on their 2024 bingo card? Hmm?

The idea came to me when I was thinking about Sherlock Holmes and then remembered the iconic mystery solving gang hehe

"why is my mental health so bad" -> oh yeah I haven't gazed fondly at a large body of water in a month

Silly lighthearted comic about the villain trio! :D

has this been done yet

@snarkyship much thanks for your sweet comment!!💕Your support is deeply appreciated and I will remember this♡(๑′ᴗ‵๑)♡

I aspire to reach your level as well someday, such gorgeous drawings with accurate anatomy and personality that I can interpret through the screen from the expressions and details- agh it brings tears to my eyes!!

T A B L E C L O T H g༶h༶o༶s༶t༶

He is basically

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and

𝕋 𝔸 𝔹 𝕃 𝔼 ℂ 𝕃 𝕆 𝕋 ℍ

I love lil Benjamin so much ♥︎♥︎♥︎

Spread the word

He will politely ask to haunt your table

And wear your tablecloths

Ah, but no vacuum pls

He doesn’t want a succ :<

(Reblog pics of tablecloth designs that Benji should wear next)

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@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

Family; Found and Favoured

Plotted thread with @jynxd

Viktor sat slightly crouched over his work as per usual. There was an abundance of noise around him but he had grown used to it here in their little hideaway on Emberflit Alley. Blitzcrank creaking away, Isha humming - no doubt scribbling all over Blitzcrank's chassis again and Jinx's music blasting away.

Long gone were the days the Machine Herald was permitted to work in peace. And yet... he didn't seem to mind. Removed, was his mask. His armour plating up for repairs and reworks. His augmented left arm tapped along the steel table as he read through his papers. His HexClaw also needed repairs... It had been a tough battle after all.

Reaching in his drawer, not looking away from the paper as he felt around for something that clearly wasn't there. "Hm?" He glanced down, rifling through the seemingly mismatched collection. But he knew what should and shouldn't be in here.

"Who has my spare infrared lenses? I swear if they are being used for 'dramatic lighting' again, Miss Isha..."