#can't finish the story yet

[crmsnmth]

Predictable

Oh look, Another mediocre poem about some girl from a decade ago I didn't set off to be this boring I'm routine and over-saturated Someone always drowns when you the flood the market

Watch in bored eyes as I write words that mean nothing Allowing my brain to enjoy it's bulimia stunt Vomitng up every thought that comes into my pretty little head Even when it doesn't make sense

Another stack of words of things I've already said before I've run out of subjects and I'm burning through the evidence that there was anything learned

Predictable and safe The very things I never wanted to be and it makes me wonder if I should give this up?

Stop this constant urge to scream into the void stop the nightly clacking of a mechanical keyboard the clicking of a wireless mouse the thousands of little red lines on misspelled words and blue for the awful grammar

It's ironic to be a writer who can't write I thought I had a knack for this But maybe I should just give it up just let my head explode for one final retching of lines that just don't make sense

I'll sign my name at the bottom Peace, love and bubblegum

Who the hell am I kidding? We both know I'll never stop This is my addicition This is my obsession This is my love my pain my worst enemy my closeest friend it is my love and my hate It is my tumors It is peace and rage

It's just words on a page

[swampybogg]

[eemamminy-art]

This might seem quick but I've honestly been thinking about this since I got to Ginger Island for the first time many months ago, I just needed a push to finally draw it /)///(\ so here's the gist of the idea + my redesign of Leo!

Screen reader friendly text from the first image, since I didn't think it would fit in alt text:

Shipwrecked at 7 years old, he's 10 now

Parents fell overboard, he stayed with the wrecked boat waiting for them for weeks

Knows how to sew, began to adorn his parents' extra clothes from the ship with dried grass and feathers as he outgrew his own clothes

Hair is overgrown and tangled, naturally curly

Mal and Alex (now in their 30's) end up on Ginger Island at Willy's insistence (Willy is there for illegal fishing reasons, but they're there for a camping vacation) and they come across Leo who has been stalking them from the trees for several days before they notice.

Instant parental instinct kicks in for them both, they spend time with him trying to figure out why he's there and if he's alone, eventually deciding they can't leave him alone in good conscience.

Cleaned up and detangled Leo, wearing Mal and Alex's childhood clothes :3

"I like having long hair, it's like my feathers! Squawk!!"

[desultory-novice]

Gearing myself up to resume work on my lo~ng neglected doujin in December with some rough sketches + more coloring practice~

Bonus lil guys...

[prigorie]

rose tyler 🤝 sarah jane smith 🤝 ianto jones

travelling back in time to when they were a child and causing a paradox that fucks up the timelines by saving their parent(s) from death

[rmbunnie]

I'm reading A Lonely Place of Dying and Alfred latching immediately onto Tim is NASTY work. Tim shows up and is like "I never aimed to be Robin! I mean I did karate my whole life to emulate Robin and just so happen to have sought you out and grabbed this costume in my size out from that case and really you should be calling me Robin just for now and let me come with you as Robin but I never dreamed it would specifically be ME being Robin. You have a lovely house and home btw :) Now go back to being 10." And Dick's understandably like "No I am a grown man now who are you" and Bruce is not here for this one, but later on is like "You aren't Robin, you're some kid dressed up like my dead son." But Alfred?

IMMEDIATELY Alfred is implying Dick was trying to subtly ask Tim to be Robin (simply not true in in NTT 61, when the implication is made, although he changes his mind in Batman 442) and that Bruce should be grateful for this young man's profound bravery and immense natural skill and maybe show him a few pointers or something idk we'll see :) Like let's be clear, the idea that Tim didn't want to be Robin is simply not part of this story outside of like two lines of dialogue where he's like "oh I didn't consider it could be me!" after which he immediately goes "Wow so you ARE gonna let me be Robin right?" the second he sees the opportunity. The guy essentially makes himself Robin once Dick makes it clear he isn't gonna be. Dick tells Tim nobody should be at first (until he changes his mind) but is ignored because Tim doesn't get why and goes with what he understands, his own stance.

I'm of the opinion that the whole "Tim understands that being Robin is an arduous task full of suffering from the start and chooses to bravely yet sadly martyr himself for the cause" thing I see sometimes is strongly disproven, at least in the beginning of his Robin career, by his "Batman NEEDS a Robin (to love and care for and to watch out for him in return :) )" line of reasoning, his subsequent willingness for Anybody to be Robin whether or not it was him (unless he was consciously okay with other children suffering for his benefit which I find really hard to believe,) and his active glee at anything involving being Robin and persistent smiling pursuit of Doing So against Batman's strong disapproval, because he hasn't officially said no (he did several times, but you can't blame a kid for being excited.) Like, I think he said he never dreamed of being Robin just because having a kid come in begging to replace Batman's dead son because it was a personal aspiration would be extraordinarily rude and arrogant and they wanted people to like this one. He was NOT in any way adverse they just couldn't make him THAT presumptuous, and he is by nature of what he's doing already moderately so.

But say it was true, that Tim was actively opposed to being Robin? Alfred would be pushing this shit HARD onto this thirteen year old kid like what the fuck bro. And "From what Master Richard said, he follows your orders." is HEINOUS but let's not get into that.

[fictionadventurer]

Potential September Reading

The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien (ideally in audio)

An English Squire by Christabel R. Coleridge

A Sherlock Holmes story (and/or a screen adaptation)

C.S. Lewis nonfiction

A sensation or mystery novel

A piece of one of the Psmith stories

Some kind of nonfiction book

[quirkwall]

Sometimes Davrin looks at my Rook with such love and compassion in his eyes (the two of them got stupid close stupid quickly), that I forget he wasn't the dating sim romance route this time around.

[benevolenterrancy]

*glances at svsss' vol 4 worth of extras, aka 'the whump and smut pile'* you haven't seen anything yet

You guys are seriously taking an axe to my self-control;;; I'm trying to make this series last longer than a single month!! I'm trying to savour things!!! I'm trying to read something else and give the series a bit of breathing room before I pick up the last book but I want the "whump and smut pile" I want that so much I feel like a dog that's getting a treat waved in front of its face .·´¯`(；´д｀)´¯`·.

[mc-critical]

1.10 / 1.09

[sentientcave]

Mood board for my latest project. Little bit of it below the cut.

You eat the lunch you packed and pull off your sweater, the noon sun warming you up enough to not need it, at least for the moment. You putt along to a new spot and try fishing again, this time catching three good sized fish. Surprising, considering the time of day, but sometimes you get lucky. You're thinking about heading back home when you spot a flash of white under the water.

You grab your camera, determined to be ready. And then a grey shape launches out of the water and into your boat, nearly capsizing it. The white orca sluices through the water next to your boat a moment later, regarding you disdainfully with one bloodshot eye. He flicks his tail as he dives again, soaking you and your passenger.

Your seal friend makes himself comfortable at the prow of the boat, entirely too pleased with himself.

"You're on thin ice, mister!" You tell him, turning back the way you'd come. Thanks to him you missed your photo and nearly went for a swim in deep water. You're pretty sure he couldn't help you out of that situation even if he wanted to, especially with a hunter swimming just below. You certainly don't want four inch teeth biting you in half.

Of course, you don't want to see your friend get eaten in front of you either. You know its the way of the ocean, but he's your little buddy.

The white orca cuts across your path again. You stop your engine, heart hammering, and grab your camera. He disappears into the depths for a moment, and then jumps a little ways away. If you didn’t know better, you’d say he was showing off. You get several quick snaps that you know will be gorgeous— Water droplets catching the sun, his ghostly white body stark against the backdrop of the dark ocean. You grin at the seal, and yelp when something thumps the bottom of your boat, rocking it harshly.

Then the white orca (he needs a name, so you land on Ghost) surfaces next to you, terrifyingly close, and spits water at the seal.

“Holy shit,” you breathe, adjusting your lens for the close contact, camera shutter clicking away as you shoot pictures. Ghost eyes you, and then spits water a second time. The seal looks deeply offended, but not concerned, even with his hunter bobbing in the water a few feet away. “Aren’t you a pretty boy.”

He is pretty. A juvenile, maybe, now that you see him up close— He’s a bit small for an orca, but he’s all alone out here, no pod to speak of, and a juvenile wouldn’t survive on it’s own. As if he can hear your compliment, he creaks at you.

The seal barks back. He seems offended by Ghost’s presence. Understandable, since Ghost was trying to eat him earlier. You get a few funny snaps of the two of them regarding each other over the rim of the boat, having a conversation that you have no way of understanding. You feel a bit insane. A bit like you’re going to wake up laying in the bottom of your boat any minute, and this will all be a funny dream.

[keeps-ache]

creeters 👍👍

[peculiar-astronaut]

So I actually have this thing where I physically can't bring myself to consume the actual content I am obsessed with but have the energy to read fandoms opinions 24/7. Like continue reading Sherlock? Nah I will just spend endless time on Tumblr reblogging what other say about the books....

[forcedhesitation]

*wheeze* slowly, but surely, working on art of them all

[spacedkey]

the eternal struggle of reading webcomics/manga/manh(w/u)a that i think are really good but have cringe ass titles so i can't recommend them without someone doubting my sensibilities and taste in stories

[tecchan]

Mitsugi squatting everywhere is the only highlight of this damn game