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going up to a couple sitting in the hot tub of a public pool and starting to cut vegetables into the water and stirring with my big spoon

Yeah, sure I’ll keep drawing Gerry and I’ll be so normal about it

please I need this as a crack fic so bad

TMA AU in which Jonathan Sims got himself a car after the promotion. He's not exactly a car person, but that's what people do, he's pretty sure of it. And he can do so much with that car. He can bitch about the parking in central London, he can use it to spy on his assistants, he can name the car, live in it for a while, have it stolen, have it confiscated, have it vandalized by every avatar in Britain. When Jon is on a run, he throws away his license plates and can't find them after his charges are cleared. He loses his driving license too, but that's alright, he can just consult with the Beholding to avoid police. At this point everyone tells Jon to leave the cursed pile of metal somewhere in the woods already, but he can't just abandon his beloved automobile! What do you think he named it? I think Barnabas. I also think the car became sentient and drove away after the apocalypse, as per the laws of the genre. Jon met Basira in one of the domains, asked if she's seen his car and got smacked immediately.

maybe don’t hire Martin

bonus:

i don't forgive you. but thank you for this

ok au where after becoming archivist jon starts getting into the habit of making vent tiktoks in his car after work because tim showed him how and at first he was like “this is stupid” but then it genuinely started helping him decompress so he just kept doing it in secret. and he eventually he gains a minor following who are becoming increasingly concerned because it goes from “the most INSUFFERABLE statement giver came in today” to “i got fucking KIDNAPPED AGAIN!!!”

I made a very tiny sketchbook. Considering making an earring out of it because imagine having earrings you can write in???

I’ve been relistening MAG 49: The Butcher’s Window and this part caught my attention:

Jared pulled out what appeared to be a handful of ribs. He considered them for a few moments before he began to twist them like warm putty, making them into some sort of braid.

I immediately saw Jared Hopworth as thorough artist. He doesn't just bluntly take out the bones, but he treats them like art, he makes things out of them before putting them in himself. So I came up with an interesting image. In fact, Jared makes different types of bone jewelry: wreaths, necklaces, belts. When he puts them on, after a while, the jewelry dissolves into him and becomes part of his body, forming his huge, uneven body. Since the Flesh is associated with appearance and body expression, it makes sense if Jared Hopworth, the king of The Flesh, would be covered in handmade delicate jewelry, which is for him a symbol of beauty and art.

I fucking love antibiotics yesterday this time I felt like I was shoving a cheese grater down my throat and now I'm slightly uncomfortable??? Fucking amazing I love science

every month is autism month if youre autistic