#slecths

[givemedamage]

wip from this thing be upon ye

[mctionsick]

i’d rather suck cock than smoke weed, and i’ve done both. / @slecths​

Tim is studying the arrow in his hands as if it held the secrets to the universe.  The young hero was often eager to expand his arsenal (pun absolutely intended) of skills and marksmanship was something to desperately wanted to refine.  He looks over at his mentor for the day with a playful grimace, “No offense but I came here for help with target practice.  Not to hear about what you and Jason are up to on your free time.”

[whcdunit]

“i’d like to be upfront with you, doctor, because i do believe that honesty is the best policy.” sherlock unwound his scarf from around his neck and dropped it onto the coffee table in front of him. the room was warmer than he’d expected it to be— likely to lower his blood pressure and calm him. “we don’t need to be here.” he leaned back and clasped his hands together. “but the man sitting next to me wouldn’t shut up until i agreed to attend a session. for what, i’m sure you’re wondering and i can tell you—” sherlock inhaled deeply, “watson is apparently still angry with me over something that happened more two years ago now— i did explain my rationale and it was very rational— but he just keeps bringing up. i think it’s a pride issue— being wrong, you know. some people just can’t stand it.” 

@slecths​

[thedappleddragon]

happy birthday to my favorite rat girl <3

Toni is my teenage Were-Rat sorcerer from a semi-modern dnd campaign, and I love her a lot. I have a lot to say about her but no Idea where to start! 

She’s kind but a bit of a punk, big >:) energy. Loud and high energy, with humor that can often come off as rude, but she means well. Very ambitious; she works at her “uncle’s” pizza shop, Papa Pastrolli’s, in New Ork, raising money to try and make ends meet and hopefully go to college someday. 

He’s not a blood related uncle, he's more of an adopted guardian that took Toni under his wing after she left home. While her parents did love her, they were awfully distant, which lead Toni to spend more and more time out on the house and one the streets, spending less and less time at home until she eventually never came back. She made the sewers her new home and the rats her new family. The people of New Ork dont take kindly to were-rats, which only made Toni louder and cockier, sometimes flashing a half-transformed rat face at catcallers and other dickheads on the street. 

Toni was not born a were rat, however. She was a nerdy preppy kid that hung out at anime club in middle school. One of her peers said they knew a guy who could turn them into vampires, which sounded like the coolest shit ever to Toni, so something something oh whoops she got rat, not bat. (EXACTLY how she got turned im still not sure.) Having to hide this mistake from her parents was a factor of her eventually leaving. 

In early high school, when she was part of the punk clique, she and some of her edgier friends went to get piercings (probably from one of their older brothers who recently bought a tattoo gun lmao). Toni chose a helix in her right ear. Unknown to her, the jewelry was silver-plated, and silver is famously one of the most painful and deadly substances for lycanthropes. It instantly started burning her, and out of sheer panic and pain, she ripped the jewelry out, leaving a sizable chunk missing that never grew back. She hid the scar under her hair until it healed enough to look cool instead of gross and painful, and now she thinks it looks cool but probably wouldn’t tell you the story unless you asked. 

She joined an adventuring party as a chance to practice her sorcery, as she’s fallen out of practice aside from basic self defense. (TBH I dont remember why I made her a sorcerer, she has way more potential as a physical fighter with pact tactics and race traits but whatever. she knows shocking grasp as a cantrip and I like to pretend its a little keychain taser lmao) 

I rolled really damn good on her stats (and the way I did it actually may make these illegal but whatever who cares) so currently she’s level 2 with 14 strength, 15 dex, 20 con, 13 intelligence, 12 wisdom, and 20 charisma. I can't fuckin WAIT to play again so we can get into combat and she can release rats from her backpack to utilize pact tactics and kick SO MUCH ASS

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE send an ask with questions or comments or even birthday wishes. this is the first time I've been able to celebrate the anniversary of a character’s creation and I love her a lot

more artwork under the cut!! 

(blood warning tho)

older “bad timeline” Toni with a mullet ^ and with blood v

an post-adventure Toni design by @painofredemption1​, who DMs the campaign Toni’s from and technically designed her design’s first iteration! So thank you a bunch friend :) I APPRECIATE YOU A LOT

concept of Toni using the silver chain on her hip as a weapon against fae or other lycanthropes at the cost of burning her hands

aaaaaaaaaand a big fat compilation of slecthes from my sketchbook when I was still figuring out how the FUCK to draw her lol

[enchaxxted]

just a heads up that all my canons are moving over to @slecths​

[mctionsick]

‘well now that’s an admission of guilt if i ever saw one.’ / @slecths​

“What are you my Lawyer?”  Steph teases as she sits up from the position of her torso carelessly hanging off the side of the bed.  “I’m not saying I’ve stolen the Bat Mobile before, that’s more Jason’s territory, I’m just saying I know where he stashes the spare key.”  Or decoy keys.  Steph hadn’t had the nerve to check.  

[mctionsick]

hey, look before crossing the street, dumbass, you can’t die on me. { Roy x Jason }

Jason’s nose was in a book as Roy pulled him by his sweatshirt hood back up onto the curb.  “Been there done that,” he replies without missing a beat.  He places the book beneath his arm so he has both hands free to attach to Roy, tugging his close by his jacket.  “Careful Harper.  I might think you like me or something.”  He says to the man he’s been dating for a year.  

[whcdunit]

“why are we here?” sherlock stuffed his hands deep into his pockets as he slowly turned towards his companion. he hadn’t decided if he was amused by this turn of events or annoyed by it just yet. he hadn’t had a case in awhile and he was itching— literally and figuratively. “does this have anything to do with murder or a less interesting crime?” 

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[whcdunit]

“i’m never doing this with you again.” sure, troy was a detective and it was his job to help those who needed helping. but this situation was requiring more help than he deemed himself capable of giving. his feet were fucking killing him and they didn’t have a single lead. “he’s your friend. how are you at a complete loss when it comes to finding him? if he runs off all the bloody time you should be old hat at dragging him home again by now.” 

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[whcdunit]

“mulder!” dana hissed, her hand flying out in the dark, searching for him. “something moved over there!” was the urgency in her voice due to fear? no, of course not, it was simply a matter of not wanting to lose whatever it was. evidence was the key to validating mulder’s research and gathering it was the reason she’d been partnered with him in the first place. they had to move fast and she couldn’t be the only one to see the source of the movement, otherwise her observations would be considered even less than hearsay. “mulder!” 

@slecths​ 

[whcdunit]

“have you... ever done this before?” vee couldn’t even try to hide her grimace as she watched the other struggle through... whatever it was they were doing. she’d offer to step in and help, maybe, if this were anywhere near her areas of interest or expertise. since it was neither, she’d comfortably situated herself against the wall. “we could always come up with a new strategy?” 

@slecths​

[whcdunit]

“like, choose your victim.” shaggy grinned crookedly, barely suppressing a laugh, as he gestured to the towering sundaes between them. each was piled high with numerous toppings and sauces and would need to be consumed with vigour. they’d start melting too and their relationship with gravity was precarious at best. shaggy wasn’t looking to push any further. he wanted that ice cream in his mouth, not on the table. “this is a generous offer, so like don’t waste it. your mystery sundae awaits.” 

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[whcdunit]

“i’ll kill the asshole that did this to you.” george stomped out of the kitchen with the first aid kit clutched tightly in her fist. everyone else knew well and good to just clear out of the way unless they wanted to be grabbing the first aid kit for themselves. she dragged a chair from the table nearest to their booth and plunked down in it, dropping the first aid kid on the table, before taking their battered face in their hands. she was just barely resisting the urge to squeeze until her heart rate slowed. “and then i’m gonna kill you. what the fuck were you thinking?”

@slecths​