#ANYWHOODLE

[myenterpriseisparked]

I'm generally not a hater. The list of media I actively hate (vs what I simply shrug at and go "its not for me") is fairly small. I don't usually talk about hating media online. I don't find it constructive or a meaningful use of my time.

That said, I will get this off my chest: I hate Star Trek Picard and the way it has made me feel bitter towards TNG. I hate the fact that it gets so much praise when the writing was so objectively shoddy, while Prodigy, which was well written and executed, got canceled because it was a "kids show." I hate how much nostalgia PIC threw to the masses to cover up poor writing. I hate the fact that it worked. I hate that people are petitioning for even more of the same style of show in Star Trek. I don't hate people that loved Picard, it's okay if it *was* your jam, but I am personally very bitter about the show and how it changed the face of Star Trek as a whole.

[mytardisisparked]

I'm so glad The Stone Rose is a fairly easy-to-find-for-free audiobook because it's been my favorite bedtime story for the last 5 years. I pop that puppy on to fall asleep to on a yearly basis. Let the 10th Doctor himself tell me about a lil adventure he had with his girlfriend. Truly the Spinoff Book of All Time.

[iced-souls]

Judging by the past couple drawings I’ve made i think theres a slight chance that i am enjoying these—

SOOP MY MAN!!!! CRIME!!!!!

Song: Last Friday Night by Katy Perry

Palette from this post: ‘stigmata’

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

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[dxppercxdxver]

so i uhhhhhh got inspired by @considerablecolors and threw together a very short study of werewolf curt because i have Free Time and i can do that now. anyway. please enjoy a very vague reminiscence on special agent curt mega werewolf

the first time it happens you’re in your childhood bedroom in your mother’s safehouse.

at first you think you must be dying, because the pain lancing out from your shoulder can only mean the wound’s gone septic, or something equally awful you can’t remember right now, but that can’t be right because your heart’s hammering into your ribs like it’s trying to break out. dying people don’t have heartbeats, you think, but then you can’t think for much longer because the burning is everywhere, carving a path through blood and bone and leaving a mangled mass of entrails behind. a moment longer and the world goes white, and you’re sun-scorched and blasted off the face of the earth.

you only piece it all together in the aftermath, waking amongst a pile of cotton batting and the shredded remnants of a quilt some great aunt had sewn for you before she even knew you. if she ever knew you at all.

as you must, you learn to live with it, pushing it down and down, deep inside yourself where all the worst parts of you live in some sort of tenuous harmony, provided they never make themselves known. and really, what’s one more secret?

it makes you stronger. it makes you faster. it makes you reckless. you heal quick but you break even quicker, pushing every boundary and cutting every corner easy as a knife through the gap between your ribs.

and then you meet him.

he’s got a mouth on him, and a laugh that two-steps in time with your heart. his wit is as sharp as your teeth, and for once, this pretty boy doesn’t flinch when grab him by the wrist and howl along.

he can never know, you decide. too messy, too many witnesses, but she keeps putting you together and it’s getting harder to hide the hop-skip-jump your heart does when he smiles, and the beast curled up inside your chest awakened by the noise.

you don’t mean for him to see you like this.

it was an accident, you’ll tell yourself, but honestly, you know as well as he does that you were stupid. bet against the fire. he’s treating your burns when you feel it coming and don’t know if you can stop it this time.

you want to tell him to run, but your breath catches in your throat and the wolf rears its head instead, and you might be numb to the pain but you sure as hell aren’t to the fear, especially not when he’s looking at you like that. the last thing you hear is the crack of splintering bone.

when you awake, his hands are warm on your back, pulling your heartbeat to a crawl.

an anchor.

without thinking, you ball your fists in his shirt and the fabric doesn’t tear underneath your claws. his mangy hair tickles your face. his hands are still warm, and they feel like the glow of a fire in your mother’s hearth.

his hands are warm, and you are safe.

[fox-guardian]

🐱

Your skills intimidate me

I know this is kind of a compliment but it DOES feel weird to say "thank you for being intimidated" but thank you aldndlzns

[gible-love-nibles]

🌈🌈🌈 for some of ur robot fos?

Typing in special code that makes the robots gay

All my F/Os get hit with the asexual beam, it’s their initiation exam but other than that:

I HC Sweet as panromantic! I don’t really see him caring about gender of a partner too much

P03 is canonically divorced to Leshy, so he’s already gay /hj. I imagine it's bi! Also maybe under the non-binary umbrella.

Squid REEKS of demiromantic to me, especially after. Oh You Know. His Lore. IDK, he probably had very little time to think about that kind of thing, and when he did have the time, he was Um. Preoccupied with other activities (playing God). But one of the ending scenes with him spurred the idea.

Also he’s canonically genderless according to the game’s developer so Congrats! The Evil AI Making Fun Of You For Messing Up Platformer Challenges Has No Gender!

[bembembembis]

everytime i get a new piercing i get offended that it hurts after like i convince myself that i have never felt such an inconvenience before and how can i ever do this again n yadayayaydah

[newmsies]

today i sat and watched as someone was ostracized fron society for like forever and ever for supporting Israel

[lazysunjade]

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[baeshijima]

OH MY GOD imagine champion duelist!reader who participates in a duel someone on trial proposed to defend their honour. neuvillette had his reservations, and even entertained the thought of dissuading you from participating, but ultimately allowed it since that is court procedure and he mustn't let personal feelings get in the way of his work.

the duel is over and won in your favour. it is a natural outcome, neuvillette thinks, though what isn't natural is the way you're severely injured, cuts and bruises, gashes and wounds littering your body and noticeable through the tears of your clothing.

in that moment, when you glance his way and send him that glimmering smile of yours as though it is but an ordinary day and you're not battered after a gruelling duel for honour, neuvillette moves without thinking; in that moment where only you are in his sights as the rest of the world is blurred and frozen in silence, he is not the revered iudex of fontaine, but a man sick with worry for the one whom he holds dear.

(upon her arrival at an urgent call, sigewinne had half the mind to use her tranquillizer on the pacing sovereign, his manic-like footsteps and questions in varying degrees of "is [name] alright?" doing little for her concentration. she's just glad a word from you instantly quells his worries, and wonders when he will finally step up and confess.)

[strangenewwords]

okay so, beta readers.

i'm new to this place - as in fanfiction. okay, I've been fuckin' around in it for like four months but still.

how the hell do you find one? is this someone you scream at about your plots with? isn't it terrifying to have someone read your shit and like correct it?

that's a lot of questions, but ... someone out there explain this to me.

[wtf-amiru]

when your wife won't stop hissing at people

and you gotta smother her to get her to stop

w @picturesofashe

[iced-souls]

Ok so, not fuullly important i guess but I figured I’d let ya’ll know a week ahead of time cause why not

So this weeks me birthday, so thats fun

And thus since i like trying things out, imma try out a stream! Not a big one tho just a doodle daddle chatting one

Am i doing this from only my ipad and is the first time I’ve fully tried this? Yes and yes.

Does that mean it’ll probably chaotic in tech terms? Also most likely yes.

But hey, it’ll be an intro to the march break, and expanding my horizons so wahoo

So yeah.

Sunday the March of 10th… EST i think my timezone is—

Not exactly sure of the time, but I’m thinking sometime after lunch, so starting probably some time between 12 and 2pm

Come in if you’d like! Ask for requests or questions or simply hang out if you’d like.

I tried in figuring out more on twitch so I’ll probably be there at ‘Iced_Souls’

Welp, that’s it! See ya then i guess—

Have a doodle for the way out:

[doomedflare]

went to target for black tshirts specifically. they did not in fact have black tshirts!

[cl1n1callystrang3]

coughing and wheezing because im sick yahoo/sarc