screws fall out all the time.

the world's an imperfect place. Inspiration, fandom stuff, things I just generally like the look of, and sometimes drawings and photos by me (more of the last two on my side blogs here and here). Ao3 | pinboard | DW (icon by citadel-icons)

[wildwildtarget]

LEWIS || Allegory of Love

[bluebellofbakerstreet]

Holmes questions a reticent witness. For Holmestice, summer 2026

[princessrhcenyra]

THE MAGICIANS ⇢ 2x01 | KNIGHT OF CROWNS

[random-brushstrokes]

Iain Macnab - The Sleeping Beauty (ca. 1950-1967)

[nagdabbit]

hey someone who knows about cats enough to write them, consider: akram figuring out how to court carl by befriending the bedraggled moggy that hangs out in the alley nearby

[starlsen]

Alexej Manvelov as Akram Salim in Dept. Q (2025) ↳ 1x01

[greenapricot]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Slow Disaster - Chapter 3 Author: greenapricot Fandom: Dept Q Characters: James Hardy, Carl Morck, Donna Hardy, Martin Fleming, Rose Dickson (briefly), Akram Salim (briefly) Pairing: James Hardy/Carl Morck, James Hardy/Donna Hardy Rating: Mature Word count: 5054 of ~13k Part 4 of Nothing is Harmless Warnings: None

“I’m not doing this here.” Carl has no desire to do it at all. Ever. If he could, he would live in the heady sex-haze of Friday night and Saturday morning and never come up for air. Add that to the endless list of shit he’ll never fucking get. He should be used to it by now.

“Well, I’m not leaving till I finish this.” Hardy takes a pointed, but very small, sip of his beer.

Carl glances at the other patrons sat at the bar on either side of them, then into the depths of the pub at the booths in the far corner. “Okay.”

When he picks up their glasses, Hardy follows, leaning more heavily on the crutches than usual, and Carl feels like thrice-warmed shit.

“You’re hacked off,” Carl says, once they’ve settled in, stating the obvious to try to stave off the inevitable. The tall, wood-panelled sides of the booth shield them from view, and ought to do the same for hearing. It’s louder in the pub than when he first arrived, now that the after-work crowd and tired tourists looking for a drink before dinner have begun to filter in.

“Well spotted, you fucking walnut.” Hardy shakes his head, more exasperation than the usual laced through his tone. He takes a sip of his pint and puts his glass on the table with a decisive clunk. “Want to tell me what the fuck that was about?” As if he doesn’t know full well.

“Not really.”

“Too fucking bad, mate.”

Slow Disaster - Chapter 3 on Ao3

[maureen2musings]

Edinburgh, Scotland

maurenzetti

[mosfetransgender-deactivated202]

NEVER LET YOURSELF BE STOPPED BY WHAT IT WOULD HAVE BEEN LIKE IF YOU STARTED EARLIER!!!!! THE ONLY TIME WE HAVE IS NOW

[oldshrewsburyian]

For the detective mysteries, Anna Chancellor in Deadloch?

Because I miss Lix Storm, she will be a glamorous journalist on holiday. She will naturally be intrigued by Deadloch's bizarreries.

[oldshrewsburyian]

Casting hour

Isabella Rosellini (or Ingrid Bergman if you want) in any of the Morse'verse dramas

Oh my goodness, the possibilities.

The thing is, in the world of opera, a diva is always a diva. I have never heard opera houses roar louder than for divas who sang leading roles a generation ago returning to sing character parts. (I saw Caballé as la Duchesse de Krakentorp in Vienna, and that is absolutely a brag.)

Anyway! My point is: Isabella Rossellini could be in graceful obscurity in a beautiful Edwardian villa out in Summertown, and to the rest of the team, she is the widow of the recently murdered professor, but to E. Morse, she is -- incredibly, dazzlingly -- the Dido/Adalgisa/etc. of the opera scene of pre-war Europe. This will turn out to be surprisingly relevant to the plot.

[nipuni]

Royal Hardy and Guard Captain Miller for @ink-29 's AU request ☺️

[greenapricot]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Slow Disaster - Chapter 3 Author: greenapricot Fandom: Dept Q Characters: James Hardy, Carl Morck, Donna Hardy, Martin Fleming, Rose Dickson (briefly), Akram Salim (briefly) Pairing: James Hardy/Carl Morck, James Hardy/Donna Hardy Rating: Mature Word count: 5054 of ~13k Part 4 of Nothing is Harmless Warnings: None

“I’m not doing this here.” Carl has no desire to do it at all. Ever. If he could, he would live in the heady sex-haze of Friday night and Saturday morning and never come up for air. Add that to the endless list of shit he’ll never fucking get. He should be used to it by now.

“Well, I’m not leaving till I finish this.” Hardy takes a pointed, but very small, sip of his beer.

Carl glances at the other patrons sat at the bar on either side of them, then into the depths of the pub at the booths in the far corner. “Okay.”

When he picks up their glasses, Hardy follows, leaning more heavily on the crutches than usual, and Carl feels like thrice-warmed shit.

“You’re hacked off,” Carl says, once they’ve settled in, stating the obvious to try to stave off the inevitable. The tall, wood-panelled sides of the booth shield them from view, and ought to do the same for hearing. It’s louder in the pub than when he first arrived, now that the after-work crowd and tired tourists looking for a drink before dinner have begun to filter in.

“Well spotted, you fucking walnut.” Hardy shakes his head, more exasperation than the usual laced through his tone. He takes a sip of his pint and puts his glass on the table with a decisive clunk. “Want to tell me what the fuck that was about?” As if he doesn’t know full well.

“Not really.”

“Too fucking bad, mate.”

Slow Disaster - Chapter 3 on Ao3

[greenapricot]

(x)

[kelseykingillustration]

This was the first large pencil drawing I did during my residency in Iceland. I had so much fun with this and hope to keep doing larger works in the future! This was made using ten sheets of backer board taped together. The scavenged surface made me feel comfortable being loose and taking risks with the drawing (and made it possible to fly it back home in my suitcase!)

[escuerzoresucitado]

[aromanticduck]

No, I would not steal a car. However, if I had the ability to create a copy of someone's car that I could have for free while the other person retained their original car, I would definitely do that.