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[ask-reed-detroit]

I just found a new phone cover for you!!!

oh my god it’s perfect

#i wqant this #where do i find this #theres already a cat on ym phone case but wstill #can never have too many cats #i love #submission #gavin reed #cats #rhodyskele95

[inevitably-johnlocked]

I'm looking for a fic, Johnlock, where John is a ghost who lived and still lives in 221B. One day, a man called Sherlock moved in. Fast forward to a few days and they are already solving crimes together. Through phone, because Sherlock talking to himself is weird. I last read it like 2 years ago but I can't find it. Can you? Please and thank you.

Hi Lovely!

Oh, this sounds familiar... I think I’ve seen this premise cross my dash before... though I didn’t think it was at Baker St, I thought it was at an old house Sherlock was investigating? Hmmmmm.

Anyone able to refresh my memory on this?

#steph replies #help steph find fics #johnlock fic reqs #rhodyskele95

[dangcommaannie]

Can I request a watolock, 18? Love your writings so much btw!

Thank you so very much for your support, friend, and thank you for your patience as well! I’m glad to hear your enjoying these! :]

18. “This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”

Send me a pairing and a number and I’ll write you a drabble

“Here. Catch.”

Wato barely had time to think before something was being thrown at her. She was luckily able to catch it before it smacked her in the face. Looking down at her hands, Wato’s eyes widened when she realized what it was.

“Sherlock, is this Shibata’s badge?!”

Sherlock shrugged. “Yeah.”

“Why do I do have this?” Wato exclaimed. She stared at the badge in her hands, trying to figure out if it was actually real or not. “Why do you have this?”

“Because I need those legal documents for the case and they won’t let us in unless we’re the police, so I decided to borrow it.”

Wato gaped like a fish, trying to process all that was going on. She looked down at the badge in her hand and back to Sherlock repeatedly.

“If it makes you feel better, I have Reimon’s badge too,” Sherlock said casually. She pulled out Reimon’s badge from her pocket and Wato felt herself growing even more stunned by all of this.

“Sherlock!” Wato scolded. "You can’t go around doing things like this! It’s illegal!”

Sherlock only shrugged in response, making Wato grow more frustrated. She groaned, rubbing at her temples.

“Sherlock,” sighed Wato, “why didn’t you just ask Reimon or Shibata to get the documents for you?”

“Because that’ll take too long and I need them now,” answered Sherlock as if it were obvious. “So are we going or what?”

Wato wanted to argue, but her words turned into another groan. They were going to get into so much trouble for this.

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had,” Wato sighed. “But I know you’re going to cause even more trouble if you go in alone, so of course I’m in.”

"Great,” said Sherlock with a bright smile. “Try to act natural now.”

Wato gave her a faux stern look before the two of them headed towards the building’s entrance. They were definitely going to get into trouble for this.

#miss sherlock #watolock #miss sherlock drabbles #my writing #rhodyskele95 #You ask? I answer

[dreemurr-skelememer]

94, Spicyhoney

why would i use my pen for sprite art you ask???

idk

#fontcest #papcest #spicyhoney #papyrus #us papyrus #uf papyrus #rhodyskele95

[luckyturt1313]

1A, Underfell Papyrus

draw prompt

#rhodyskele95 #undertale au #underfell #underfell papyrus #uf!papyrus #fan art #what a grumpy boi

[drabbletale]

Spicyhoney, Crimeshow

GIVE ME A PAIRING AND AN AU AND I WILL WRITE A 3 PARAGRAPH DRABBLE FOR YOU!!

((I tried my best with this, sorry if it isn’t quite what we talked about. I am realizing that I’m not good with Edgey-boy having feelings haha... This ended up being more flirting than angst... sorry about that! Feel free to send another request in and thank you for this one! ))

“goddammit.” The moment Stretch had gotten the call about an armed robbery committed by a monster, he had feared it would be Edge. By the time he had gotten to the scene of the crime, the assailant should have been long gone. But it was Edge and of course he wouldn’t be gone. Stretch lowered his gun, not bothering to hide his irritation, only glad that everyone but he and Edge were out of the house. So he could properly lay into him. “what the hell is wrong with you? i let you run off last time we met and you already get cau…” Edge smirked at him, leaning back against the door to the basement. “you… did this on purpose? why?”

“How the hell else am I supposed to talk to you, when you don’t answer any of my calls?” 

Stretch stepped up to the other skeleton and spoke through gritted teeth, “stop calling me when my brother is home. he’ll recognize your voice from tv.”

Edge looked him over, brows knitted together. “You’re a terrible fucking cop, you know that? I told you, nothing is going to stop me.”

“nothing’ll stop you from getting caught, is that what you mean?” Stretch re-holstered his gun and rested an elbow near Edge’s head, leaning in as he glared at the pointy-teeth skeleton who wasn’t even close to being scared of him. 

“Are you going to take me in, Captain? Throw me in prison so you can forget and move on with your life?” Edge bit out, his arms still crossed, even as Stretch pressed him into the door. 

“is... is that why you’re doing this?”

Edge moved one of his hands to play with the badge that hung on Stretch’s chest. “Are you angry?”

The cop only pushed closer against him, something burning in his chest. “no, i... i’m not.”

#rhodyskele95 #spicyhoney #fontcest #true drabble #this is 3 paragraphs-ish hahaha

[superwho-am-i-kidding]

The Getaway has been published!

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**Please be aware of the warnings issued: Major character death, visible blood, graphic descriptions of violence.

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#my writing #the getaway #good omens

[connorssock]

Saw this at a mall last night 😂😂

@rhodyskele95 This is a brilliant picture! I’m sorry it took so long to come up with something for it. And for the fact it’s probably nothing like what you’d imagined it would be!

Hank’s Beer Wine Spirits

It had all started off as a sort of joke. Hank had had enough of the DPD, he’d been offered the chance of early retirement rather than face disciplinary action and probably sacking for punching Perkins. He’d taken the rather sweet deal and tried to figure out what to do. The unlikeliest of answers came in the face of Gavin and his casual tactless humour.

“You drank enough these last few years you know enough about alcohol. Why not use your experience to sell that crap?”

To make things even more surprising, Gavin offered to become business partners. He hadn’t been making the progress he wanted at the DPD, now that Hank’s position of Lieutenant had been vacated, he’d hoped for a promotion but it never came. Bitter disappointment had a funny way of spurring people on and Gavin had decided that branching out into different avenues was going to be the best thing. So he offered to invest in Hank’s shop while also carrying on at the DPD.

They’d found a small shop within walking distance of Hank’s house. It had been on the market for quite a while, nobody was willing to buy in because of the allegations it was haunted.Well, one man’s superstition was another man’s gain and Hank happily bought the shop. Immediately, he began tidying up, arranging deliveries and organising things. He even had a quiet corner set up behind the till with a dog bed for Sumo.

Unfortunately, the shop actually was haunted.

It became a bit of a running joke that both Hank and Gavin snickered about. They had the wines and beers in the front of the shop while the harder stuff was in the secondary room near the back. So whenever someone came in and asked “where are the spirits?” the answer was “they’re at the back”. Which was true. The two spirits that haunted the shop did seem to prefer being in the back room. No amount of digging brought anything up on the history of the shop. There were no gruesome murders to create vengeful spirits, no workhouses built on the land many years ago, nothing. So whatever the reason the two mysterious spirits lingered, it was a mystery.

It wasn’t like the ghosts did much other than keep the back room at a chilled temperature. Gavin had taken to calling them Beer and Wine because while the two ghosts looked near enough identical, one seemed much more regal, like a bottle of finely aged wine while the other seemed more sociable and up for a good time.

Over the weeks, after getting over the initial shock of Beer and Wine, Hank grew curious. He tried to interact with the resident spirits but Beer seemed to just wave and smile at him while Wine stared impassively at all his efforts to communicate. After a few drinks with Gavin, they giggled over the idea of getting an Ouija board to see if it helped.

A few days later they came to the conclusion that it didn’t. Neither Beer nor Wine deigned to do more than sniff haughtily at the board and disappear for the rest of the night.

It was only when Hank installed a speaker system that things finally changed. He was at the shop alone when a voice crackled through the speakers.

“Hello Hank,” the voice said.

It made Hank almost fall off the stool he’d been trying not to fall asleep on. Behind him, Sumo whined but didn’t seem too put out by the sudden voice.

“My name is Connor,” the voice continued.

To cut a long story short, Connor and Nines were spirits drifting through the world aimlessly. They’d been rudely chased out of every building they’d tried to settle in and were a little lost. Connor was definitely the more sociable of the two of them. And to tug a little more on Hank’s heart strings, they drew their strength from love. The only reason Nines and Connor hadn’t faded into oblivion was because of their love for each other. But it wasn’t enough for them to keep up the energy to interact with the world so they’d been stuck in an awkward limbo of sorts.

“We used to be able to exist as physical entities in our prime. Now, we’re just shadows of ourselves,” Connor sighed sadly.

It didn’t take long for Hank to resolutely make a silent promise to bring things back to how they used to be.

Sure enough, Connor had been right. The more Hank, and eventually Gavin, poured time and effort into bringing Connor and Nines out of their shell, the more they seemed to achieve. The brothers took on a more solid form, they slowly regained their voices. That’s when Hank realised that perhaps the names of Beer and Wine weren’t quite so misplaced after all. Though Connor was more like an artisan craft beer while Nines was a box of wine.

He’d been so caught up in Connor that Hank almost missed the way Gavin and Nines grew closer. He wouldn’t have minded being a little more clueless though when, after hours, he ignored Connor’s warning about going to the back section of the shop. Turns out, there was enough love between Nines and Gavin to enable what looked like a pretty damn good blowjob. Not that Hank was ogling or anything, but even from the brief glance, it didn’t look too shoddy.

Steadily, Connor and Nines gained independence of each other too. No longer relying solely on themselves to sustain their very being. Hank discovered that Connor could go home with him and he learnt on their walk that for the last week at least, Nines hadn’t actually spent a single night at the shop.

It was even better when Connor and Nines could finally help out in the shop, at first with sorting out deliveries and then with customer services. Usually, Hank was the one to deal with customers, but Connor’s warmth and easy personality helped in situations like choosing the perfect wine for a wedding while Nines’ aloofness sold more high-end wines to snooty customers who would have scoffed at Hank’s suggestions. Thankfully, Nines held back on any unsavoury comments until after the door had shut behind those clients. On those occasions, Hank could only snickers and shake his head, Nines was a boxed wine indeed.

#reed900 #hankcon #hannor #dbh: connor #dbh: hank #dbh: gavin #dbh: rk900 #ghost!connor #ghost!nines #retired Hank #shop owner Hank #submission

[lower-your-expectationss]

WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT @rhodyskele95 I FORGOT YOU HAD TUMBLR JHSJSKZBS

[catstrashpile]

pass the happy! 🌻🌈 when you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications! (Only if you want, obviously! ❤)

Eh, why not really

Ok so things that make me happy

1. My girlfriend❤️(duh)

2. Pizza

3. Writing (for myself only cause I totally can't commit to writing one thing and never finish anything. Don't wanna torture people with my bs)

4. My friends. I love my dumbasses (I'm looking at you @rhodyskele95 and @sadpelmeshek love you fucks ❤️)

5. Long walks around town for no real reason

So here, gonna pass this along now 👌

[mooncatyao]

@verlinktbeichris​ i want to be an Echo flower...........

@rhodyskele95​  the “real’ kisssssssssss.........

#ask #grillster

[dreemurr-skelememer]

"Who cares about what they think?" Edgelord Supreme

THEY SHOULD LOVE ME! THEY’RE SUPPOSED TO! I’M THE C-CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD!

then they proceed to beat him up and murder him

#undertale #underfell #papyrus #uf papyrus #rhodyskele95

[pilarra]

Winners Of The Art Raffle!

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@catalina-cherry-123

#pila'sart

[arutale]

Sorry for the double postage, but I just wanted you guys to be able to zoom in on these! I don’t know why it isn’t making it possible on my answer post [tumblr n00b here, please don’t hate me ;^; ]

Thank you @rhodyskele95 for the suggestion! :D

#sans #undyne #undying #fight #undertale #arukardis

[superwho-am-i-kidding]

Keep your eyes open!

Coming soon is an amazing collaboration with the lovely Erin over at @my-chemical-romanoff called The Getaway!

My writing paired with her illustrations will leave you in a sobbing mess. We hope.

Be warned; this tale is based on an episode of “Dexter.” If you’re unfamiliar with the show, it means there is going to be one bumpy ride ahead. There are scenes of graphic violence and visible blood, so take heed.

We’ve worked hard to bring you this, so please keep your eye out for it!

I’ve tagged a few pals I think may be interested in this below the cut. If you’re interested and want to be tagged when the story arrives, feel free to drop me a line. Also please tag friends who you want to suffer alongside!!

And be sure to give Erin some love for all her hard work.

That’s all for now! Thanks, everyone!

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