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“Tavi stretched out the moment he got into the open air. “It gets too hot in there after a long test,” he told Ehren. “The air gets all squishy.” “It’s called humidity, Tavi,” Ephren said. “I haven’t slept in almost two days. It’s squishy””

— Academ’s Fury (Codex Alera book 2) by Jim Butcher

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Here’s my frizzy haired pouty halfling character.

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Just gonna drop this here.

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“Because my soul is my own,” I said quietly. “You cannot steal it from me. You cannot change it. You cannot buy it. I am mine, Mab. I have fought long and hard against horrors even you would respect. I have been beaten, but I have not yielded. I’m not going to start yielding now. If I did, I wouldn’t be the weapon you need.”

–Harry Dresden, by way of Jim Butcher, Ghost Story

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Hey Dresden Files Fans!

I’ve got an idea for a charm and I need your input! Basically, it will be a two-sided little blue beetle speeding toward some supernatural baddie (like above). Thing is, I need to know who to put on the flip side in the passenger seat and the back! There’s room for two, but more than two choices. Let me know who you think should get the seat! (Michael? Murph? Susan? Thomas? Mister??? Anything goes!)

Once the charm is done, if there’s enough interest (at least 10 people) I can get these professionally and fancy printed by an acrylic charm company! If not, then I’ll make them myself with shrinkydinks, which is… not as nice. They’d probably be around 10$, US shipping free.

What do you think???

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Harry: I’m going to the Burger King, do you want anything?

Karrin: I want to publicly humiliate John Marcone and watch as his criminal empire crumbles to nothing before his eyes.

Harry: Yeah, I have like, 12 bucks.

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Father Forthill: Harry, go with god, or whoever watches over you… Harry: *standing next to Murphy* I have a guardian angel. she’s tiny, but she’s tough. Murphy: (ง'̀-‘́)ง

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New fave headcanon: Sanya casually referring to the knight and the archangel as “Chicago Michael” and “The Other Michael”, respectively. And the more conservative priests he deals with kinda wincing every time, but biting their tongues because they So Don’t Want To Get Into That with Sanya, not again.

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Butters: They broke seven of your transverse ribs and fractured your clavicle. Harry: Ah, but I got off several cutting remarks, which no doubt did serious damage to their egos. Butters: Harry, this isn’t funny. Harry: I’m serious, Doctor. Thanks to your ministrations, I am almost completely healed, but the damage I did to them will last a lifetime.

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I took me a while but I finally did a quick sketch for the “Get Help“ Joke with Dresden Characters I said I’d draw months ago.

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Malcolm Dresden:Son, you were named after all magicians I could reference without your mother noticing. 

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Thomas: Will you be my best man?

Harry: YEAH OF COURSE! *they hug excitedly*

Molly: So is this like the best moment you guys have ever had?

**Flashback**

Harry: *pouring cereal and something falls out of the box* A decoder ring. Huh. *pours more cereal and something else falls out* Thomas! 

Thomas: *runs over* What?

Harry: IT FINALLY HAPPENED.

Thomas: *gasps* A double prizer?! *they both cheer uproariously*

**Present Time**

Thomas: *whispers wistfully* That was awesome.

Justine: You guys realize you’re supernatural beings, right?

Harry: Double secret decoder ring wearing supernatural beings! *they put their rings together* ACTIVATE! Form of an ice menorah! 

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“I don’t think His plan is for me to die now,” he replied calmly. It was never hard to tell when Michael was talking about the Almighty. He could insert capital letters into spoken words. I’m not sure how.

Michael Carpenter & Harry Dresden, Side Jobs - “The Warrior” by Jim Butcher (via inquisitorshepardcommander)

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I let out a battle cry. Sure, a lot of people might have mistaken it for a sudden yelp of unmanly fear, but trust me: It was a battle cry.

Harry Dresden, Side Jobs - “Something Borrowed”, by Jim Butcher (via inquisitorshepardcommander)