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First off, Basil x Hiram is a ship that deserves more attention. Second, don’t pretend the idea of the local gay detective adopting two new husbands and a daughter isn’t a cute one.

What do all of the films directed by Ron Clements and John Musker have in common?

Scary and horror elements.

“There's always a chance, Doctor, as long as one can think.”

The Great Mouse Detective: Basil of Baker Street

Disney Meme: 3 Heroes (2/3)

“From that time on, Basil and I were a close team. We had many cases together, but I'll always look back on that first with the most fondness; my introduction to Basil of Baker Street, the great mouse detective.”

The Great Mouse Detective: Basil and Dawson

Disney Meme: 5 Friendships (4/5)

Love that the concept of The Great Mouse Detective is not "what if Sherlock Holmes was a mouse" but "what if there was a mouse living underneath Sherlock Holmes' house whose life was running in exact parallel with his"

darlingbenny:

katzensprotte:

emilociraptor:

You… you told me once that you weren’t a hero. Umm, there were times I didn’t even think you were mouse, but let me tell you this: you were the best mouse, and the most mouse… mouse being that I’ve ever known, and no one will ever convince me that you told me a lie, and so… There. I was so alone, and I owe you so much. Please, there’s just one more thing, one more thing, one more miracle, Basil, for me. Don’t… be… dead. Would you, just for me, just stop it? Stop this.

 it was nice knowing you all bye

THE END

TIME TO REST

Barrie Ingham and Val Bettin reenacting a scene from The Great Mouse Detective [x]

For your sake (Basil x reader x Ratigan) chap1

An eye for an eye

Both detective and his worst enemy....once against each other in a life\death battle. Only one could be the winner of this battle and they knew so very well.

Even if Basil tried to escape it seemed Ratigan wasn't willing to let that happen this time. The second time his hand moved and gave Basil a harsh scratch with his sharp claws made it looked like he...

"I've won!" A wide grin took its place over Ratigan's face as he began to laugh maniacally, thinking his nemesis was finally gone for good.

"On the contrary!" Basil shouted a thing that made Ratigan glance down to see the detective had caught himself on what was left of his enemy's destroyed airship. "The game is not over yet!" The detective pointed out before he revealed the little bell that belonged to the rat himself. Ringing it right before Big Ben strikes, the loud noise caused Ratigan to lose his balance and fall to his doom...or at least everyone thought so.

*Time Skip*

You looked around in a try to remember if the last turn you took was the right one. Being away from London for years might affect your memory of where exactly your old apartment was and the storm didn't help at all. "Oh, great. Now I must hurry up" You said mostly to yourself while grabbing the edges of your socked wet coat to keep your body as dry as possible.

While running, your eyes caught the sight of a rather large body figure, lying unconscious in the middle of the street you were about to pass. With hesitation, you let out a sight and began to approach the person.

Now able to face him completely. 'Oh my, it's a rat' You thought. 'What on earth happened to him?' You thought once more not even realized you were standing right before him.

You gasped once you saw the wounds all over his body, quickly you looked around once more to make sure no one was passing by. You knew better he must wake up...cause if he won't...

Thinking fast you managed to open your bag and take out your cloth...thanks to the rain it got wet rather quickly. You managed to lift his head a bit from the ground and place the cloth against the back of his head and held it there firmly with your free hand.

'Ah...who's voice is that?' Even unconscious Ratigan's ears could pick up the hearing of your sweet voice calling out for him to wake up over and over in a worried tone. 'Mother, is that you?' He asked inside his head before his eyelids cracked open slowly, only to see bright light surrounding the shadow of an unknown female figure.

It was at this moment the rat's eyes opened wide, now full awaken. At first, he stared over you in confusion. However once he realized how close you were, the pain began to rise through his body because of the multiple wounds he got from such a high fall.

He groaned roughly and stood up abruptly, knocking you down as his large body slowly stood up straight. Panting heavily with gritted teeth while it seemed he was ready to attack. His eyes stared right into yours and it was then his wild expression turned to a more serious-calm one. "Who...are you?" His voice heard as if he was lost in his own thoughts with a bit of roughness too.

You got up from the rocked ground and stood in a brave position, now looking up to him. "I won't tell you my name, unless if you reveal yours first"

Ratigan scanned you from the bottom of your well-shaped legs to the top of the cute parts of wet hairs that were falling lightly against your forehead. An amused grin appeared across his face while looking down at you with half-lidden eyes. "But of course, how RUDE of my part. My name is...Padraic" He tried to hold back, not to spill how proud he feels about his full name to her....at least no just yet.

Your beautiful eyes blinked a few times as you saw Padraic offering his hand to you. "Oh, nice to meet you, P-Padraic, I am Y\N..." You said and placed your smalled hand over the palm of his big yet slender one.

Ratigan gently held your hand as he brushes his lips across your knuckles and plants a soft kiss, "The pleasure is mine. I apologize if I frightened you" His charming grin dropped a bit once your hand was removed out of his hold.

"You better put this back over your head injury, it will help to reveal the pain and also stop the specific area from bleeding eventually" You explained calmly after recollecting the cloth from the ground and held it out for him to take.An amused chuckle escaped from the rough rat despise the great pain he was feeling, he couldn't help but look down at you with an expression that almost shows sympathy towards your strange behavior to help a stranger. 'Tell me, are you a doctor my dear?" He questioned and placed the cloth back over his wounded head, hissing a bit to the sudden pain.

You shooked your head with a small smile. "No, I used to be a reporter though. That's why I came back to London, to make a new start"

"Ah~, giving a second chance to your mother city I see" His voice sound so rich and smooth to your ears that made you let a shy smile make its way over your pretty face and roll your eyes away from him.

"Anyhow, I am afraid I must continue on my way now. But before I go I must ask if you're capable of finding a place to stay for the night. I don't wish to hear rude but with all these wounds and the storm it'll surely be difficult even for you to find your way around the streets"

Ratigan couldn't help but laugh in a low tone before he kneed down on your heigh level and ruffed his hand over the top of your head softly. 'You're a strange one, you know that dear Y\N?" He cooed with a playful giggle and stood up with a  rough groan.

"I was never afraid of the difference if that's what makes you wonder why I cared to help you" You fixed up your messy hair and your coat and turned on your heel to leave. "Wish you luck Padraic" You glanced over your shoulder to his sight and began to walk away.

'I was never afraid of the different' These words of yours were running through his mind while his yellow eyes watched you slowly disappearing from his view. He let out sight and sneakily followed after you, he didn't know why but he had to see where your place is.

*Time Skip*

It didn't take much time to finally spot your old apartment. It might be all dusty and abandoned but it was better than nothing...to spend the night at least. The rain got heavier in the meantime and that made you want to rush in before your whole body would get wetter. Unfortunately for you, a stray cat was lurking there and it was too late before the feline's sharp green eyes caught your small figure. So you did what every mouse's instinct would tell them to do, you ran for your life and before you knew it you shout in pain as the cat's claws had given your back a deep scratch. You just stayed there laying against the ground and watched with wide eyes for your end to come. But then...

Even from the far distance, Ratigan could see what just happened and before he realized it, rage-filled through his veins as he rushed into the scene and stood right in front of you rather protectively with a wild expression across his face.

You lied there and watched with wide eyes as rat and cat had put themselves into a massive battle. Ratigan's grunts and shouting echoed with every scratch he gave...and took.

Eventually, the cat seemed to give up once they realized their possible 'meal' was lost, due to the multiple wounds Ratigan generously gave them. With an angry last hiss, the feline ran away leaving the rat barely able to stand on his feet while he was inhaling deeply.

His attention however took the sound of your whining that made him turn around to see you trying to stand on your feet. Your body was trembling from the pain and how much cold you were feeling.

You glanced up to him once you felt him holding your arm and his free hand supporting your back right below the area over where your injury was placed. "Thank you for...saving me" You managed to say weakly.

"Don't mention it dear" He responded in a rather serious tone before he gently helped you up.

'If you don't mind me ask, why did you save me?" You asked in curiosity but hissed in pain while the trails of blood were running against the fur-skin of your back.

A mischievous chuckle escaped from him once again. "An eye for an eye....that's the reason dearie~"

You just nodded in agreement and moved your free hand to open your bag over your waist and took out a small piece of paper and a pen. "Just give me one moment...here" You handed him the sketch that seems like a map. "Consider this as a 'thank you' for saving me from the cat" You sighted deeply and carefully got off from his hold and turn on your heel to leave.

"No, wait!" His hand grabbed your shoulder gently to stop you from moving any further, "Where will you go? You can't walk through the streets in such a state"

"A dear friend of mine who lives not very far will be more than happy to help me out...so you don't have to worry about me Padraic. Use the locations I gave you wisely, there are two abandoned buildings that no mouse has set foot for years so...make your choice carefully" You pushed his hand away and glanced over your shoulder as you began to walk once again.

'Could it be possible she might know who I am?' Ratigan wondered but shooked these thoughts and disappeared through the shadows of the night.

For your sake (Basil x read x Ratigan) Chap2

Home sweet home

A strong familiar scent of cheese hit your nose. Ah yes Mrs. Dudson, your beloved mother figure was cooking as usual. You knocked a few times before the door opened slowly from the inside.

The old woman was left sock. "Y/N...my child, you're back!" She cried out happily and leads you inside as quickly as possible, pulling you into a warm embrace. "We missed you so much, it's been three months since our last talk...I bet Mr. Basil knew you would come. That little rascal didn't tell me in propose I know so. You lost weight....you weren't eating well enough, you're all wet and....and-" He blabbing was cut off once you both broke the hug and her expression turned in a terrified one once her glanced down to her hands that were covered with spots of blood.

"For goodness sake! What on earth happened to you!?" She asked in light panic while she helped you take off your ruined coat.

"A stray cat, that's what happened...fortunately I was able to escape" You explained before you let out an exhaustive sight as she helped you sit on the sofa near the fireplace. "Where is Basil by the way?"

"He's been out with his new partner for a job...he'll be back shortly...at least that's what he told me when I saw him this morning. But the most important thing now is to clean up your injury, give you fresh clean clothes and of course something to eat" You smiled as she walked up the stairs that leads to the up floor.

*Time skip*

"Pfew, another case is finally solved. Dear god what a day" Dawson commented tiredly yet you could hear a bit of humor in the tone of his voice as well.

"Right you are, dear Dawson, right you are" The Detective brushed off his coat from the dust while he was walking proudly beside his partner. "Do let the satisfaction make you put your guard down any time soon. Remember, we always have to expect the unexpected at all times"

"Hmm, by the way, you're speaking...it seems you still have plans for tonight...is there something you wish to tell me, Basil?" The kind doctor questioned in curiosity and closed his umbrella as the final drops of rain led against the rocked ground.

"I am afraid you misunderstood me, my friend. We both need plenty of rest until the next case that might come. However, never forget to-'

"Always watch out for any possible trouble" They both finished the proposal, a thing that made them looked at each other with a knowing smile before they continued on their way back home.

*Time skip*

Mrs. Dudson looked outside from the window to see Basil and his partner who were finally back. "Quickly Y/N dear, hide!" The old woman whispered all excited already helping you up from your seat.

"Wait, it's not that easy" You giggled in amusement and made your way to the kitchen.

Once Basil entered inside with Dc Dawson following behind him both greeted Mrs. Dudson politely, in return she welcomed them back in a relieved manner they were all well and unharmed. Basil however noticed she acted more cheerful than usual.

"Oh my, is that blood I see over here?" Dawson asked while pointing with his finger over the small trails of blood against the sofa's leathered back.  

There's when you came out from the kitchen slowly with a warm smile across your face. "Hey there, detective"

As soon as his ears perked the nostalgic sound of your voice he turned around to see you standing there with that smile....that smile he was lacking to see for so long and missed dearly.

His feet began to take steps towards you slowly but steadily as he had dropped his coat in the way, He stopped right before you with an unwritten expression while you both couldn't help but only stare, lost in each other eyes.

Your hand reached out to touch the side of his face but gasped as you felt his arms wrap around your waist and bringing you impossibly close against his body. You weren't able to control your actions either though when you found yourself hugging him back as tightly as he did with your face buried to his chest and your hands caressing his back.

His one hand moved up to be placed over the back of your head, which made you glanced up to him only for you to close your eyes and smile in bliss as you feel his slender fingers massaging you behind the ears.

A deep sight escaped from you, eyes still closed but eyebrows raised in surprise, relaxing right after you felt his lips planting sweet, tender kisses on your forehead. You giggle playfully and opened your eyes to see him staring down at you with your noses practically touching.

He moved his arms to pull you in an embrace once again, with his chin now resting upon your shoulder. "I've missed you so much..." Both of you managed to say at the same time witch made you chuckle.

Hello Basil! I was wondering how did you feel when you saw y/n with that horrible wound on her back?

And y/n how did you feel when Basil helped take care of you?

Basil took a smoke from his pipe and let it slowly escape from his nostrils while staring at you with an observing expression. His one elbow was supported by the sofa's arm while his legs were crossed.

Y\N: Well I think I will get the first shot to answer your question while the detective over here is busy... *Her violet eyes narrowed as they met with Basil's green ones he immediately took the message and nodded in agreement* It wasn't an unprecedented feeling, to be honest. Basil and I had helped out each other countless times in the past and we will continue to do so to the very end. We are together since he was 3 and I was 2 years old. It was around the age of 6 for him and 5 for me when my mom found us and took us in...or Mrs.Judson as Basil prefers to call her. Then we gave an oath to each other that unfortunately, I can't tell you because this matter concerns only me and my detective. Rest assured that we are very close to each other and nothing or no one can or will separate us. I hope my answer brought you enough satisfaction. It's your turn dear detective.

Basil: Oh yes, of course, *takes a deep breath and sits more comfortably on his seat* I was nearly shocked to the point that I was about to panic but thankfully it wasn't the first time I saw her wounded like this. You won't believe how many times that bratty girl got herself in trouble...along with me of course...ooh! *He almost shouted when he felt your playful yet strong punch to his side* What on earth reporter!

Y\N: Quite the scolding and don't act as if you weren't enjoying our moments too. That counts all the good and bad ones, If it wasn't for me we wouldn't live some many adventures back in our childhood. You remember how much fun we had, don't you? You were happy we saw each other after all these years we've been in touch and nothing can tell me otherwise.

Basil: I...I... *He rubbed the back of his head nervously but then gave Y\N a smile as his hand slowly reached to be placed upon her own* Yes you're a right beloved reporter. *He stared at her with half-lidded eyes and his smile grew even more, when he felt her hand squish his softly* Anyway, that will be all for today, come by anytime you like.

Y\N: We'll be more than happy to answer any other questions you might have for us or just one of us in the future. *Both Y\N and Basil waved goodbye to you*

DISNEY DOG BREEDS

American Cocker Spaniel (Lady and the Tramp, 1955)

Basset Hound (The Great Mouse Detective, 1986)

Bloodhound (Lady and the Tramp, 1955)

Dalmatian (101 Dalmatians, 1961)

Irish Wolfhound (The Fox and the Hound, 1981)

Jack Russell Terrier (Oliver and Company, 1988)

Old English Sheepdog (The Little Mermaid, 1989)

Poodle (Oliver and Company, 1988)

Pug (Pocahontas, 1995)

Scottish terrier (Lady and the Tramp, 1955)

St. Bernard (Peter Pan, 1953)

Xoloitzcuintle (Coco, 2017)

When adaptations give Holmes and Watson a small child

it delights me

RWBY Saints of Remnant Notes: Arthur Gray(Watts); Mad Scientist, Unethical Businessman, and Conniving Rat

Part of The Emperor-Verse

Now this follows up my AU Jacques Schnee and SDC and my AU Adam Taurus, which focuses on their common foe, Dr. Arthur Gray aka Arthur Watts.

I honestly loved Arthur regardless of my gripes with the FNDM's appraisal of him, his design, personality, his color palette, and weapons(neat pistol and rings) hit all the right notes for me and I do feel he along the rest of WTCH didn't really meet their full potential from what I've seen, Cinder and Hazel I have more unorthodox ideas for.

But for Arthur? I feel like the 'Mad Scientist' thing wasn't explored enough, and back when this was a V3 reboot, I had Arthur manipulating Jacques into hating the Faunus(framing the White Fang for his wife's death) but now with the hard reboot and remember Arthur's motivation in canon got my noggin jogging

What if instead of the SDC being the corrupt big business, Arthur had his own mega corporation that was part of the corrupt North instead, and part of something even more sinister?

Thus, I came up with his AU Counterpart, Dr. Arthur Gray, genius roboticist, biologist, and CEO of GigaWatts Incorporated and The Grand Master of the Northern Rite of the mysterious Freemason-Like fraternal organization The Lumen Society ran by Grand Mistress, Professor Salem.

Basically, GWI has taken over most of Atlas in the sense of supplying companies with tech, their own high tech products ranging from domestic, law enforcement, security, and even medicine.

Even Atlas Council and top brass of Atlas military are hiring Arthur to develop their military tech. Despite James Ironwood's protests and continuous vouching for Dr. Polendina instead, who he is supporting in his own department.

Not to mention, the factories are known for unethical labor practices towards faunus, which gives Arthur brownie points for the anti-faunus sentiment in the North, along with countless of corporate CEOs vying to make deals with him and his seemingly wondrous technology.

And with the link to my AU Jacques Schnee link, this corporate machine is crushing smaller companies, SDC among them, under its grey steel boot

Basically, GigaWatts Incorporated is like OCP from Robocop

And even then that itself is nothing for the more unholy role it has for The Lumen Society, or its true name...

The satanic cult known as The Brotherhood Grimm. Whom Arthur's role is developing technology and occult research as they plot to resurrect The Black Empire that nearly destroyed the world in Ragnarok thousands of years ago with Salem as its Black Empress

But we'll get to that later

Arthur is currently tasked to recover an ancient ritual to “transcend” humans and Faunus into “The Grimmborne” or as Arthur calls “The Objective Man”(a reference to CS Lewis's That Hideous Strength)

And with Cinder infiltrating Beacon Academy as a teacher, Arthur finds a team he believe are suitable for experimentation. Though there is complications I will get to later.

He's the same as his Canon!Counterpart in many ways, snobbish, arrogant, passive aggressive(which I intend to show in the pissing contests he gets in with Jacques) but among some things, some which I will leave out for another post, he represents hyper-rationality, pragmatism and luciferian mind and the modern obsession to rationalize everything and destroy anything that can't.

"The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits." - GK Chesterton, Orthodoxy (1908)

You see, Dr. Gray hates personal and subjective feelings and certain emotions and the concept of the supernatural. He sees them as icky and disgusting things that sully intelligent and rational minds and their judgement of intelligence and "worthiness" instead of basing such things such as statistics, logistics, scientific method and what else he deems to be "real information", and he absolutely despises the concept of The Stoyteller and The Author Allfather as "Ancient Superstition" and he honestly hates both humans and faunus saying "both are subjective animals" which the Grimmborne aka "The Objective Man" shall replace.

He basically uses anti-faunus sentiment in the North to "keep the monkeys fighting each other" while he uses his tech and company as a means to get The Brotherhood's tentacles in The North

And when it comes to Jacques Schnee. There's very bitter history between the two, and Arthur may had some involvement with Mrs. Schnee's death. But Jack has no evidence. And even if he did, the majority councilmen and upper-class North are so corrupt Arthur is pretty much untouchable.

Now his allusion, he has two which is why I changed his last name.

His primary allusion is James Moriarty from the Sherlock Holmes novels, but his secondary allusion is The Rat King from The Nutcracker and rat, mousetraps, and mazes are recurring theme with him and his aesthetic along some steampunk. Cuz rats have grey fur and grey is Arthur’s primary color.

It’s also to note he is something of a connoisseur of wine and cheese.

But combining James Moriarty and The Rat King, Arthur also alludes Professor Ratigan of the children's novels The Great Mouse Detective which was also adapted into a Disney Movie(and one of my favorites), and like him, he hates being called a rat among other things, but I'll save that for the story.

and tidbits of Weston from CS Lewis’s Ransom Trilogy(Out of The Silent Planet, and Perelandra) and CA Rotwang from Metropolis but that will come later when I introduce his 'daughter' Maria Gray(which those who know the movie can guess who she is)

Now for his semblance, I call it "electrified malice" which he can channel his repressed disgust, resentment, rage, hate, distain, and while lotta suppressed emotions into lethal green electric energy which he can direct either everywhere from his body like a live wire or from his hands ala Sith Lightning(I mean he is like Palpatine in a way)

The problem is, once he focuses in either spot and his emotions are intense enough, he becomes drunk with his malice which in turn takes him a while to stop, which will cost him dearly in the long run.

You'll see.

intro post hello

hello!! i am giminal/gmod-liminal, im 18, and i use any pronouns (+ bot/ghost) & i am gay for men. i draw lots, do urbex, and every once in a while i write. i love my friends x)

please keep in mind the art i post, though never explicit, may be gory or suggestive

MORE ABT ME UNDER THE CUT!!

things i like (& by extension may draw)

- outlast series (& other horror medias)

- venturiantale

- s.t.a.l.k.e.r

- half life/hlvrai/freemans mind

- gta rp

- world of goo

- the great mouse detective

- gravity falls

- furry things

- kingdom hearts (when i remember it exists)

- hatari

- incredibox

- mario

- too much more to list

i also like music alot plzplzplz i love rammstein, deutsch amerikanische freundschaft, hatari, food house, vagabond opera, passion pit, mac miller, & lots of murder ballads (+ way too many more to list)

i dont rlly have a dni ig just dont be rude and dont be a bigot

almost forgot to basil post (wipes sweat off my forehead cartoonishly)

basil headcanons!!

under the cut bc fairly long

alot of bottled up anger, probably takes it out mostly by furiously playing the violin or writing dramatic poetry (god me too)

terrible at remembering to do things like eat and drink water, mrs judson reminds him, bless her soul

since basil and his mom havent seen eachother since basil was pretty young, mrs judson is like a mother to him, and basil is like a son to her (why she tolerates him)

AND SPEAKING OF HIS MOM!! basil ran away from home as a teenager because he came out to his mom as trans, who did not accept him. and USUALLY he is absolutely the type to throw punches over transphobia (and he'd win, see: pent up anger) but he had a soft spot for his mom so instead of fighting he just ran away

alternatively, if ur not about trans basil, he ran away because he felt suffocated at home. his mom was nice enough, he just needed the independence. mostly because hes, of course, a trouble maker and she didn't like that (could be both reasons though!)

sleep schedule is sooo fucked

writes poetry and occasionally some fiction

when he remembers/is reminded to eat he eats ALOT. hes a pretty big dessert/pastry guy as well

makes friends by being like "okay ur coming with me now" (he doesnt know how else to make friends)

APPARENTLY mrs judson is basils maid but i prefer to think shes just this poor old lady who hired basil to clean or something and he ended up living with her. he absolutely can afford his own place but just doesnt bother. they fight frequently but deep down care for eachother lots. not sure how i missed the maid thing upon first viewing

met ratigan many years before the movie takes place. after he ran away from home he made his way across london while homeless and eventually ran into ratigan. at the time ratigan was making an effort to hide his crimes, so basil fell for him

and PLEASE feel free to add ur own in the comments and also please feel free to steal these of course!! x)))

Patreon request! Possessive Ratigan!

I DREW A SILLY MOUSE

i’m really tired i wanna go honk zzzzz

AHHH JUMPSCARE!! GAY RATS!!!!!

whoopsies my redraw slipped out of my paws

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