My coworkers don't really follow hockey, but one of them follows soccer/non-usamerican football, and there's often some overlap in sports news when it comes to the big stuff, so earlier he mentioned he'd seen stuff about a huge fight in women's hockey, and i was like YEAH the Bulgaria and Hungary bench brawl, insane, over 500 penalty minutes
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Chrome: *squeaking*
Dingo: *soft growling and grunting*
Robin:
Robin: I Am The Only Intelligent Life In This Shack
Dingo: Agree... to disagree...
Robin: ... The Fuck Do You Mean By That? 🙃
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The Adventure of the Final Problem: Edwards' Illustrations
While I'm still grieving and preparing myself to compare my edition in Spanish with the OG, I looked for more book illustrations.
This time I wanto to show Edwards' work for this story, a bit less known than Sidney's illustrations.
Harry Clay Edwards (1868-1922) was an American periodical illustrator and painter. Between 1894 and 1896, he did 27 illustrations for Arthur Conan Doyle's fictions in McClure's.
All the images are available here if you want to see them.
Holmes looks so tired D:
Is this Moriarty too handsome?
Mycroft! <3
Watson and the Italian priest
Holmes <3
Run!
This Moriarty looks like he could fight Holmes
And the moment of the duel...
THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTIIIIIING!!!!!! I love how Moriarty tries to use Holmes' clothes as a handle with his left hand on Sherlock collar while Holmes go directly to his neck and hair.
Sorry, but this but Moriarty fight like my classmates in primary school where was more important to mess your rival hair that leave bruises. Weird memories
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COTL's 1st Anniversary Art Prompt:
Envy
The girls (Lamb's spouses) are fightiiiiiing
I kinda wish there was more to the whole "(name) is jealous of your new spouse" thing than losing faith when you do the marriage ritual with another follower,,,make them fight for ur love
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Marburg, Stephbit, and Fembit interaction pls??? I love women,,
Girls Night 2 - Triple Baka, aka None Pizza with Left Beef
Features: Stephbit, Marburg, Fembit
Warnings: Blood, period jokes
“Hi, I’d like to place an order for delivery?”
Stephbit was already snickering, shushing Fembit and Marburg as she tried to make an order on the phone. It’s impossible, since what they’re doing is so stupid they can’t help but crack up.
“Yeah, same address as last time, I’d like to get a large pizza- Yeah- No toppings-” “Except beef!” “Shut it Marburg- Yeah, uh no cheese either. Yes I’m sure. No sauce, I want zero toppings on this… Except beef. Yes I understand what I’m ordering, just put the beef on the left side.”
Fembit wheezed, struggling to keep Marburg’s mouth covered so she wouldn’t start cackling.
“Yup, yup, I also want as many orders of garlic bread as you can sell me. All of them actually- Just gimmie everything you’ve got in stock.” Stephbit held back a giggle, twirling the phone cord around her finger. “I know what I’m ordering, it’s not a prank, I swear.”
“Tell them to send their delivery boy in a maid outfit!” “They’re not- They’re not gonna do that.” “Ask anyway!” Fembit chimed in with a huge grin, barely restraining Marburg to keep her from laughing. “Yeah, uh, for special delivery instructions, any chance you could send the delivery boy in a maid outfit? We’ll tip really high for that.” Stephbit snickered a bit, shaking her head. “I don’t think they’re gonna do it.” “Awww.” “But there’s always a chance.”
Marburg finally managed to slip free, letting out a loud, howling laugh that Stephbit was positive the poor guy on the other end of the phone heard, no matter how much she tried to shield the phone from her cackles. “Fembit, silence the wench!”
“I’m trying, but she’s all slippery!” “Oh gross, she’s gonna get blood on the carpet.” Stephbit snickered, shaking her head. It’s not like any of them really care about blood in the carpet, it’s more about the principle of it. You don’t just bleed all over the place when someone invites you over, that’s rude.
“Pizza will be here in ten, we gotta clean this shit up.” Stephbit chuckled as she hung up the phone, looking over at Marburg. “You really gotta get that hemorrhaging under control, maybe dial it back to once a month like the rest of us?” “I don’t ask you to hold it in when you’re on your period.” She snarked right back, much to Fembit’s amusement. “Oooh, the girls are fightiiiiiing~!” “Not helping.”
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q!Mariana and q!Slime are being toxic in their messages, THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTIIIIIING!!!
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