#I couldn't really think of an ending

[empressdrusilla]

‘Holy shit,’ you thought, ‘That’s a big fucking dog.’

KEE-RUNCH

You'd just gone around a blind curve maybe a little faster than you should've, and now you've immediately learned why you aren't supposed to do that, especially in the middle of the night.

You'd gotten about one second of time to process the canine form in the headlights of your Dodge Dakota, and recognize that it was, in fact, larger than most, before plowing into it and sending it skidding a few feet across the asphalt.

After a few seconds taken to make sure you weren't injured, you unbuckled your seatbelt and hopped out of the truck, crossing your fingers that whatever you'd just hit was somehow okay.

The creature that was laid out on the asphalt before you was, to your estimation, probably a wolf. You weren't an expert, and a couple things about it seemed... off, but mostly it looked like a wolf. It was massive, sure, and it sure looked like it was grinning at you, yeah, but it was grey and white and looked like pictures you'd seen of wolves, so. Probably. You didn't know any wolves lived here. Like. Anywhere near here. It must be lost. Oh boy.

It wasn't moving except for a little bit of breathing. It wasn't even whimpering or twitching or anything, so you probably had knocked it out cold. You check your phone, thinking you should probably call... somebody? A vet maybe? Animal control? You figured you'd look it up, but. No service. Okay. Shit. Well, you thought, I'll just bring it home, and put it in the garage or something, and give it some water, and then figure out what to do from there. Easy. Fine. It turns out, wolves that are larger than you are pretty heavy. Some part of you swears you almost hear it giggling at you as you struggle to lift it up, before resigning yourself to getting back in the truck (Which thankfully was still running seemingly fine enough), driving in front of it, putting a couple boards you had in the back down as a ramp, and sort of... rolling it up. You manage it, eventually, with some muscle, and some leverage from a third board.

There's something distinctly novel about the drive home. The circumstances aren't exactly fun, you're not happy about it, but you have to admit it's at least new to be driving home with a fucking wolf in the back of your truck. So at least a part of you is getting some entertainment from this. The sun is just starting to rise as you turn onto the road that leads to your place, lighting up the sky all pale orange. It was pretty, which only added to the odd ambiance. By the time you've pulled into your driveway, and put the truck in park, you've formulated a decently solid plan. You're gonna keep it in the back of your truck, since you're not gonna do all that again. You're gonna go inside, and get a bowl of water, and put it in with it. You don't expect it to wake up, but just in case. Then, once you've done that, you're gonna call an emergency vet that should be open at dawn, and ask what they can do about a wolf. Then, just do whatever they say. Easy. Simple. Everything was gonna be okay. What was distinctly not included in the plan was, upon exiting your truck and turning towards the back to check on your cargo, for there to be a naked middle-aged woman sitting there instead. She's leaning up against the side wall, with a mischievous grin on her face.

The woman has mostly-greyed hair, that'd maybe once been auburn, that falls around her shoulders. Weathered skin, like someone who spends a lot of time outside, deep brown eyes, and teeth that are just a little sharper-looking than most peoples'. For a second your heart skips a beat out of something other than surprise, seeing the gorgeous little crow's feet at the corners of her eyes as she grins at you. You open your mouth as if to speak, but nothing readily comes to mind. This is not helped when the woman vaults over the side of your truck, revealing to you her full body, landing solidly on her feet. She's very solidly built, a little shorter than you, but you'd wager a thousand times that she could beat you in any contest of strength you could think of. She also has a lot of body hair, all over. Chest, stomach, bush, leg, arm, a little facial, you name it. She was, in short, stunning. And your mind was going blank, because where the fuck did she come from?

"Well?" Says the woman, her voice warm and wonderfully deep, with a light Midwestern, maybe Minnesotan brogue to it. "You gonna invite your guest in? Could use a coat. You brought me home, after all." You are, quite frankly, too shocked to say no. There was no more wolf in the back of your truck. So you walked to your door, pushed in your keys, and opened.

werewolf who you hit with your pickup truck on a back road and you have no idea what the fuck they are but they seem pretty hurt so you get them into the truck bed to bring them home until you can figure out who the fuck you call in this situation

(they’re literally fine, they just think you’re cute and want to come home with you and pretending to be unconscious usually works when this happens)

[cherryfennec]

Summer Times

Hi! I'm finally back from my two week abroad trip!

[hinamie]

cursed kids v2 ⚠️👹

i've been a jjk first years stan since day one and have been wanting to redraw the first art i did featuring the three of them

[all-my-ocs-are-evil]

Jason's been pestering Danny about why he looks like a borderline walking corpse for ages and Danny has decided to put his lying skills to the test. (he has none)

rambling below cut

I've been playing w the idea that the more Danny transforms, the more his ghost form gets "lively" while his human form gets weaker and more sickly. He knows that if he keeps transforming like this then, one day, he's not going to have a livable body to go back to, but he really doesn't want to think about all that. He's more interested in the weird "totally dead but not dead" Wayne son who may or may not have a thing for his sister.

everytime i do one these im like "this time I'll keep it simple so I don't have to suffer through colouring bc I have zero foresight—it'll be greyscale at most" and then all of the sudden its 4am and i'm trying to finish a stupid comic but i decided to add "some" colour to spice it up and hide my shitty ink job and then SOME COLOUR ALWAYS BECOMES FULL COLOUR WHY CAN I NOT ESCAPE THIS STUPID CYCLE!!

(did this all stem from me not being able to decide between a super pale character design and one w a vibrant tan bc I love white hair + tan but I also love extremely pale albino so I forced myself to find a way to make both work? never! that's absurd!)

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

finally at that age where i'm thinking i should get a tattoo. not bc i feel strongly about it, just seems like a waste not to. i've got so much skin i'm not using

[jeeaark]

Shirtless Disaster Pt. 1

So. pretty sure the emperor cusses. just. never had the reason to say out loud. or has a filter on when they talk. Until Greygold happened. You ever try and look with the emperor's perspective when Tav makes decisions and go, 'H-how are you not ceaselessly cussing like a sailor at Tav?'

ANYWAY- HERE'S THE THING. TRULY. Always had my squinty-eyed caution on Emps. Trying to ascertain if they were for real with their words/actions/intentions or not. but. Squid buddy sharing their feelings of caring was the uh snowball that started this avalanche. Can't fake feelings huah, GREYGOLD FINALLY FOUND THOSE MUSHY BITS HUAH.

I ain't gonna let y'all wonder what Greygold's answer was, so uh. Bonus!

[scoriarose]

She came up with a new activity

[pokimoko]

Why fight people when your time can be better spent bantering?

[cyphrgrey]

SO UM YEAH THAT BOOK OF BILL AMIRITE??

[gayness-and-mayhem]

Father Mulcahy being a spin the bottle champion is something that's so important to me actually.

[sealofarchives]

Could you create a headcanon for ‘Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles’ about what kind of fathers Leo, Raph, Donnie, and Mikey would be? I find this idea fun. :3

Headcanon: Rise!Turtles being dads and sweetest husband to the reader (Separate) (Requested prompt)

A/N: I'm still uncomfortable with the idea of aging up the guys towards "mature content."

However, this idea was really cute. It only made sense for this prompt where the guys are aged up with some reference to their bad end!future selves. I went with around early 30's when the turtle of your choice and the reader are in a committed relationship and currently raising a kid at the moment.

So please have common sense and think before typing some snarky response with 'oh aged up content is bad lol' (Because I will put those ideas on the 'do not write list' if people get too weird about it...)

Raph

You know how he has the habit of that one baby voice with Mayhem. (and a bit of the hey buddy tone towards Mikey or Donnie)

- His kid is never gonna escape from it. (even by the time the kid is a grown up)

He definitely panicked for a bit when his kid (during the energetic toddler phase) enjoyed climbing over a big guy like him.

- So he had to ask Donnie to make a battle shell specifically as a soft cushion. So the spiky shell doesn't accidentally scratch the kid.

Part of him is worried anytime he has to scold his kid. And only when you're around is when he feels okay to do so.

- He definitely does the "Did you ask (Y/N) if you could have another cookie?" sort of question. (Sometimes willing to go along with what his kid wants or following (Y/N) if he got caught spoiling the kid)

You're getting at least one peck on the cheek by the end of the day.

- Or earlier in the day if he accidentally woke you up.

Compared to his younger self who slightly whined about chores, he grew to enjoy it when both of you worked on it together.

- Laundry being one example where you're usually folding clothing fresh from the dryer. And he stacks a pile back into the clean basket/hamper.

His eyesight in the right eye has gotten a bit worse. (not as bad as his bad end counterpart where he needs an eyepatch) But, you often act as his extra set of eyes and call out to any surprise attacks.

- Which earned the title of you two with a tag team couple and he still blushes thinking about it.

Leo

Every few hours before a night patrol, he always checks in to see what his kid is up to and often gives a hug before leaving.

Often gives bedtime stories through retellings of Lou Jitsu's movies or Jupiter Jim's comics.

- Even acting out of some of the scenes before a yawn decides its time to sleep.

Gave one of his spare bandana scarves to his kid.

- Had the biggest grin on his face when the kid realized "Oh hey! We're matching!!!"

Almost similar to the night patrol part, but if you can't make it because of work or some other boring life detour.

- Its a portal away for a light hang out sesh. For both of you to take a breather away from the grown up life.

Late night conversations are just a regular thing between the two of you.

- Especially when he couldn't sleep. By the time he almost dozes off to sleep in your arms, he still playfully teases you that your voice is soothing to him.

When light conversations about the bad end future was brought up during a casual match of video games, he was never used to the idea that he had a prosthetic arm.

- You instantly hugged his right arm, jokingly reassuring him.

"As long as you can crack a joke in the most serious moment. I'll still know that its you Leo."

"Even in a timeline where, me and the guys were raised by Draxum?"

You gave the red slider turtle a 'really?' pout before he hugged you into his lap.

"Nah I'm just kidding, but for real though. Draxum's former henchmen are still goofballs that know their way around the city. I'm pretty sure that Leo could get a couple of one liners and maybe from you as well."

Donnie

Almost went into a frenzy trying to child-proof the lair. (Especially the month before the kid's arrival changed the atmosphere) But eventually settled down.

- Realizing it would have stressed his kid out by any sudden new changes (and a bit of his family and your help explaining the reasoning as well)

Leo's showboating energy transferred to him but, in a way that, the softshell turtle is very grateful. That he has you as a spouse and both of you raising a kid along side his sentient inventions. And will try to bring it up in any conversation.

- The whole wallet photo gag of him showing family pictures. You love this silly turtle but, usually lightly pinch his face if its the wrong time for that.

He lights up whenever his kid goes to him for any sort of question.

- He slightly restrains himself to avoid going overboard with the answer. But, his kid is smart enough to know that and sometimes tells you that he's not being himself again.

Cannot force himself to sleep unless you're beside him. (or if you have to drag him to bed yourself)

- The few times where he woke up while you were still sleeping. He always gives you a light hug and a kiss on the forehead before getting out of bed.

He subtly took interest in one of your hobbies. (Either an ongoing or a new one) Just so he can step away from a tedious project that was going nowhere and not bother you with the boring details about it.

- Sometimes mentioning a fun fact to impress you.

You gave into his idea of letting your kid have a similar weapon like Casey Jr's.

- Only when they reached their 13th birthday and learning the basics of: constructing it and fixing parts along side their dad. How to use it defensively, offensively, and etc.

Mikey

Considering how his future self had some hair on his head, he kept it long so he can do a few matching embarrassing baby photos to his kid.

- Like giving the kid a tiny ponytail and etc. He definitely cried a bit while having his signature grin when the kid pulled too hard on his hair, laughing at one of his jokes. And you had to step in to help him.

He knows how to work around some of his kid's picky eating habits. Usually making sure his kid is having fun or decorating the plate in an artistic manner.

- However, there are times when the kid can hide the veggie or fruit out of plain sight. Or his kid asks his uncles for help when Mikey's focused on some other thing.

Absolutely does that peek-a-boo trick with hiding his face or whole body into his shell.

- He was nervous at first, if the trick might have scared his kid but, no the kid was giggling. Curiously crawling towards him in awe of it.

Will sometimes make meals ahead of time. (often being, if you returned from work, too exhausted to greet him)

- Either leaving a note on a plastic container in the fridge of: [(Y/N)'s breakfast: DO NOT EAT unless you want an surprise session with Dr Delicate Touch </3] (this also applies to lunch as well)

On very rare occasions, he will temporary wear a cloaking brooch. If you're at an area isn't very friendly towards mutants and/or yokai.

- The one time that happened, is when you forgot to bring your lunch at a job that barely lasted a week. (Stuff that was out of your control but, he was relieved that you got out of that place before your coworkers decided to physically fight back at the manager)

Spends at least one day in the week with you to do some light meditative exercises.

- On the really bad days, he doesn't mind letting you hold his hand as a stress ball or just have a quiet moment to relax while his brothers babysit your kid.

[crow-caller]

How’s your review of the Uglies movie going?

it's with my editor rn! I've had a rough go of things and it took longer. It's an hour long and wound up being a discussion of it as an adaptation, and the deeper themes of the series. I just can't talk about Uglies normally

Ideally will be out within the week.

After, I have a video on faceblindness (amd my experience with it)— I just filmed me doing a faceblind quiz my flatmate custom cooked up for me, which was super fun to do. She tricked me a few times including me entirely failing to recognise her at one point. That's for November, since most of November I'll be in the Lightlark 3 trenches (no promises how long that'll be but of course ideally before end of November)

[sparrowlucero]

if that story is true and Moffat wrote the Doctor's Wife, why wouldn't he just give himself credit?

He didn't write the Doctor's Wife, exactly; it /is/ a work by Gaiman, it's just that Moffat is rumored to have done some pretty heavy rewrites which likely should have warranted a cowriting credit.

Quite honestly this is normal, pretty much any given episode you see is going to have a ton of input from the showrunner (yes, even the ones they said they didn't edit at all), and it's (to my knowledge) up to them if they feel that warrants a cowriting credit. If true, I'm sure Gaiman being a guest writer who's name would undoubtedly draw viewers was certainly a big factor in Moffat leaving himself uncredited; "co written by Neil Gaiman" is just not a good look for marketing.

(The only reason it's notable here is because Gaiman later came off as a bit unprofessional and vindictive toward the production over his second episode (which was very poorly received), usually describing it along the lines of him having wrote a great script he was very proud of and the people working on Doctor Who not understanding his vision or not giving him as much creative control. So "actually, it seems very likely that he had a lot of creative control on the bad one and a lot of rewrites and guidance on the good one" is just a funny little counter to it all.)

[casualavocados]

If you've got something to say, just spit it out. Sorry. I should have visited you earlier.

KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 12

[uncanny-tranny]

r u chill w non transitioning ppl?

Why wouldn't I be? At one point, every trans person who is transitioning was once someone who wasn't (whether or not that was a choice or their need is a separate discussion).

Hatred of any kind of trans person is not a Righteous or Good Thing - every single trans person has their place, their entitlement to safety, community, and respect of who they are

[companion-showdown]

Who had the worst time aboard the TARDIS?

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