#Blog Launch

[wojakgallery]

✨New Year... New Blog Project Launch!

The Wojak Machine Show - 2025! Find out what it's all about... Official Site: 💥 https://thewojakmachineshow.com/ 💥 Follow the machine: Official Tumblr Official Twitter-X Official Facebook Official Instagram

[lilsboobthangs]

I picked up a new project (I have been working super hard on this and am now a hobbyist blogger 😂) and am SUPER excited to announce that I am launching my blog next week on June 9th, 2025 at 7 am PT! 🥹💕

It will be about my art journey, journaling (lots of stationery), pop-ups, other hobbies, & travel (mainly Japan for now) - with a touch of blob doodles everywhere! 😉

If this interests you, I would love for you to check it out next week on my website!

If you think anyone you know would be interested - I would love if you shared this with them! :)

MORE INFO: There will be a new blog post every Monday morning around 7 am as of 2025!

Thank you friends! 🥹❤️ (and a special thank you to the journaling community! 📖💖)

[lipsonedge17]

Somewhere Between Chaos and Curation

Not curated for perfection— just collected with intent .

I didn’t set out to create something easily defined.

This space isn’t born out of a grand vision or a masterplan—it’s more of a

quiet unfolding. A slow reveal. A place where different parts of me can sit

next to each other without needing to match.

Some days might look structured, others instinctive. What I share may shift

depending on what the day asks for. There’s no single voice here, no fixed

lens—just whatever feels honest in the moment. A passing thought, a small

obsession, a detail I can’t stop noticing.

There’s a kind of freedom in not narrowing it down. In not needing to tell

you what this will become. Maybe it’s just a collection of things I love, things

I’m drawn to, or things I’m still figuring out. Maybe it’s a little bit of

everything, layered softly over time.

It won't always make sense at first glance. That’s okay. I’m not here to offer

instant clarity. I’m more interested in what unfolds slowly—the kind of

stories and images that linger.

So if you find yourself here, welcome. Stay as long as it makes sense. You

don’t have to get it all. You just have to feel something.

And maybe that’s enough to begin.

[femmefruit]

perv femmes whose hands are always creeping up your shirt or unbuttoning your pants. perv femmes who will push their tongue into your mouth on the first kiss. perv femmes who guide your hands exactly where they want you to grope and squeeze. perv femmes who look like they’re going to eat you every time you change in front of them. perv femmes who will happily take all their clothes off just for your attention.

[filosofablogger]

Saturday Surprise -- A New Blog!!!

As if I didn’t already have enough to keep me busy, when our friend rawgod asked me if I would be interested in collaborating on a new blog all about animals and their stories, I didn’t hesitate.  We think it will be fun, we hope it will be read & enjoyed and that you guys will contribute with your own stories of your furry family members!  Take just a minute to read rawgod’s launch post, and…

[lalo-lalo]

So I may be slightly obsessed…

[theloulouge]

Unveiling 'The Loulouge'! My first post is up and ready for your eyes. Let's embark on this journey together!

♡ L.

[sunmoonclouds]

my contribution to getting shadowpeach bio parents au trending @kyri45

[teadrunktailor]

Well, folks, I'm not 8 feet tall and 750 lbs but that didn't stop me from Leeeeeroy Jenkinsing a makeup test for Titus last night. Plotting some last-minute bullshit for ECCC this weekend so had to practice.

Time-stamp here is around 4 hours but the final time should be closer to 2 now that I know what needs to happen. Reversed the scars and service studs so they're on my left side vs. his right (broke my nose on the playground when I was 10 so face looks better on the left RIP).

Bonus outtakes:

[nightfal1n]

Kouhai wants to carry you

(because fans never stop talking about that scene in ep7)

bonus:

[meowrimo]

hiya friendz !! i’m making a lil personal bloggie to yap more so if you are interested in joining me over there then pls lemme know !! ❤︎

[chalkrub]

demon that critically analyses the past actions you'd really rather forget

[acowboynamedasa]

“Well what does it look like to you bones?” Jim said popping out from behind the curtain in med bay.

Spock sat ‘all zoned out and dissociated’ he remembers Jim telling McCoy, for the duration of the scuffle on planet. once getting beamed up, with or without the perpetrators Spock wasn’t completely sure, he was promptly dragged to med bay by his captain.

“Jim!” Bones yelled “how many times do I have to tell you to wait in the waiting area!”

“I want to know how my first officer is before I take my seat back from Mr. sulu,” he explained.

Spock felt himself swallow, it felt wrong, more warm and strange. Everything about him felt more warm and strange. Jim wasn’t at all hushed- but he sounded much quieter.

“I’m feeling alright captain, just a bit weak,” Spock mustered he was far, far more tired then he had ever felt before. His own voice echoed through his head in a strange way that disorienting him.

“Spock, you don’t look alright,“ Jim doted “I mean doc what do you make of this?”

Bones sighed “it seems that whatever phaser he got shot with down there made him, at least appear, human.” Spock froze, “all the tests I’ve done have completely regular healthy ,human vitals. 98 degree temp, 87 heart rate- and your hearts where it is for a human too, I mean really, Spock- blood oxygen, hemoglobin, blood pressure, it’s all…human.”

Spock looked at the ground. That did explain why he felt so weak, deaf, blind, and twitchy. How would he go on like this? He felt so- so fragile. It was a strange sensation feeling his heart beat in his throat instead of his side.

“…fascinating” Spock mumbled

They both waited for him to continue- but he did not, he just kept staring at his feet.

“I’m relieving you from the rest of your duties tonight, mr.Spock ” Jim said as though he had already made up his mind before the check up.

“Illogical, captain, I am perfectly capable-“

“I’m sure that you are,” he cut him off “but you need time to process this, and you need a nap I’m sure.” He put out a hand “how long has it been since you’ve slept?”

Spock took Jim’s hand automatically and… there was… there was nothing.

There was No warm glow of his emotion, no small image of a forest or mountain range, there was just nothing. It was like he had touched a warm, fleshy mannequin.

Spock couldn’t live like this.

“3 days,” he answered unintentionally starring at Jim’s hand in his.

Bone’s eyebrows shot up “ that’s dangerous Spock! You’re risking brain damage!”

“I’m aware of how Vulcan sleep patterns differ from human one’s doctor. ” Spock said as Jim pulled him to his feet-

exempt his legs were much much weaker than he expected them to be. He stumbled forward, Jim grabbed his arm to steady him- his grip felt so much stronger than it had before.

“Are you alright?” Jim asked, his eyes terrified

“Yes, Jim, I’m fine,” Spock huffed more than anything “though, I believe I could use your assistance on the way to my quarters.”

“Christ alive,” McCoy huffed seeing him stumble awkwardly “You can stay here to sleep you know,”

“I am aware of that doctor,” Spock chimed “I wish to meditate in my quarters.”

Kirk mumbled a soft “of course,” hardly audible as he threw Spock’s arm over his shoulder and pressed his hip into Spock’s side to steady him.

Spock could always hear Jim’s small mutterings before- and if he couldn’t hear them, well, he could feel them. Now he didn’t get anything, he felt like broken radio.

“You ready?” Jim asked softly but closer now. Spock nodded. “Thank you bones, see you soon,” He called behind them as they walked away in tandem.

“Like hell you will!” Bones called back.

[eudaemon-m]

[thisischeri]

iPhone 3GS, Apple, 2009

instagram: cheri.png

[flowersforthemachines]

W I P W E D N E S D A Y !

Thank you @rookamell for tagging me <3

#wip: bloodwork

So, I had a few hours to kill today and finally committed to an old-ish idea of mine: Ghilasara, Emmrich, and blood magic.

“The Chantry knows not of what it restricts,” she says. “Some disciplines are written off as evil and perverse without any nuance — the nuance that is vital to all matters in life.” It's undoubtedly good to blaspheme. Even better to know she won't be handed over to the templars for merely speaking her mind.  “Not all that Chantry prohibits is without reason,” Emmrich says. Well. Maybe. “But I concur that the severity of punishment for certain subjects does not correlate with their dangers.” “What would you say of blood magic, then?” she dares. “Is it prohibited unjustly, or with good reason?” “The common definition of what constitutes blood magic is too wide to judge it all on the same merit.” A true academic’s response. “Does the question mean you are familiar with that craft, Rook? Or merely consider its dangers overstated?” “I am familiar,” she admits. "The Wardens know a great many things." As do some Circle mages, in secret from those who try to keep them in the dark.

Tagging @mythals-whore @skullypettibone and @rookinthecrownest if you wish to participate <3