#not yet jaded by the world

[noodles-and-tea]

:(

[tens-converse]

daily reminder that donna noble was always prepared to lay down her life for species and people she never even knew simply because she was one of the most compassionate people of all time.

daily reminder that donna noble turned a jaded suicidal doctor into one of the best and kindest versions of his people simply with her words both soft and sharp and her excitement and anxiousness to be around him and to travel.

daily reminder that despite everybody in her life aside from the doctor and wilf putting her down, donna noble stayed soft and loving towards them without any reason to be.

[agentc0rn]

No matter where I go, my aging heart always leads back to you.

[sainz100]

Carlos Sainz | F1 London Live in 2017 | x x x x x

[monstrousvoice]

"What about me?"

Husk's ears flicked behind him at the sound of your voice. He didn't turn away from the stock of bottles and booze lining the bar wall as he cleaned up for the morning.

"What about you?" He grumbled. He heard you shift around on the bar stool, the leather seat squeaking with your weight.

"You said you 'know everything' about everyone cause we all bitch at you when drunk...but you didn't complain about me." The cat demon felt his chest tighten at your words. He took a deep breath in through the nose.

'Don't turn around, if you do you'll see those big round eyes and you'll crack old man. Don't turn around.' The patronizing voice in his head hissed.

"Did you want me to air your dirty laundry for everyone?" He asked, peaking over his shoulder. He only caught a glimpse of your arm supporting you on the bar top before forcing his eyes back to the bottle racks infront of him. Bottles that didn't have your smile, or match the color of your eyes...

"Pfft," You scoff in return, "You know I don't, of course! But no one else wanted it either, and you still called 'em all out. So why didn't I get the same treatment?" Your voice was soft by the end of your question. Husk didn't dare let himself hope that you would be understanding. If you knew why...you'd laugh. What other response to his feelings could you have?

'Disgust is a strong possibility...' The voice whispered once more.

"I don't know what you mean doll, Angel just interrupted me with his fake ass flirting before I could get to you, I guess." He has been scrubbing this same bottle clean since you sat down. The label was incomprehensible by now.

"Husk." Your sweet voice has gone firm. The bartender braced himself, putting on his best poker face as he turned to face you.

And what a sight you were. Like always.

You simply raised your eyebrows, giving him a pointed look. He was...relieved? to not see judgement in your eyes. Such pretty eyes...like jewels on a crown...

Embarrassed by his own thoughts he coughed into his fist, hoping his fur would hide his blush. By the way your lovely eyes darted around his face, he could guess it didn't.

"Look, I just...happen to like you as a drinking buddy more than the rest of these chumps, alright? No big deal." His tail swished along the floor in frustration. What kind of stupid ass lie was that-

"Oh, I had been hoping it was a bigger deal..."

He froze, watching as you shifted around again. You stared at the bar top, fidgeting with your hands as you looked anywhere but him. When your eyes did meet, you have him an apologetic smile and a shrug.

"Sorry, I guess I was reading too much into things...looking for something that isn't there. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable, b-bud? Eheh..." With an awkward chuckle you stood up, stepping away from the bar.

Away from him.

"I'll uh, leave you to it then. See ya later-"

"What if I lied?" Husk blurted before he could stop himself. The voice in his head was committing full arson on the wiring of his brain for being so stupid.

"H-huh?"

"Just now. What if I was lying? What if-what if you are a bigger deal to me?" He could feel his blood pounding in his veins, his heartbeat making everything sound muffled, like his head was stuffed with cotton.

But you weren't leaving anymore.

"Wh-well...I don't know, really..." You mumbled, arms wrapping around your middle in a hug. "I have some ideas but..." You met his gaze again, a small smile on your lips that definitely didn't make his stomach feel funny, or make the world seem pink and bright.

"Ideas?" The cat demon whispered, finally setting his rag and bottle down onto the counter. He suddenly found himself leaning closer to you over the bar, uncaring of the wood digging into his chest and unwilling to pull away again. Especially not when you got back into your seat, leaning closer to him too.

It felt like the world slowed to a crawl as you smiled at him, one of your hands sliding across the counter to nudge his hand. Gentle. Hesitant.

"Well, dinner always sounds nice yeah? If that was something you'd like to do~" You cooed. He couldn't stop the small smile he gave you even if he wanted to.

"I'd uh, have to agree. On the dinner. Dinner is always good." Fucking god above just have Alastor step in and crush his soul right now, he sounds so fucking idiotic-

"Great!" You perked up immediately. "I know this niche little place a couple blocks from here, they hardly ever get robbed cause no one notices them. They have some pretty good steak and whiskey." You looked at him hopefully, like the promise of meat with some quality whiskey wasn't his absolute dream date.

How did you get more perfect the longer he spoke to you? Wasn't the point of being perfect that you couldn't improve anymore? And yet here you were, somehow proving it was possible with no effort.

"I think I'd like that darlin'." His fingers found their way in-between yours, entwining your hands together.

Yeah, dinner sounded real nice.

[bizlybebo]

i miss xavier jrwi

[aceofsakura]

Kinitopet x Dandy’s World

I have combine my two favourite things

So I’m working on a Kinitopet AU where the kinitocrew trio are in Dandy’s world. And so far this is my design for Toon Kinito. I’m stuck with how I’m gonna make his twisted form tho

Here’s some info bout Toon Kinito

Kinito the Axolotl

Health: 🖤❤️❤️ (He’s a main)

Skillcheck: ✨✨

Movement speed: ✨✨✨

Stamina:✨✨✨

Stealth:✨✨✨✨

Extraction speed:✨✨✨✨

Requirements

• 4000 ichor

• 100% research of Twisted Kinito

• Complete 2 masteries of both Jade and Sam respectively

Abilities

There you are! (Active) : Kinito can highlight all alive toons on a floor for 5 seconds, Has a cooldown of 50 seconds

Well done (Passive) : Kinito gains 10% extraction speed for every successful skillcheck for 5 seconds

Twisted Kinito 💔

-every failed skillcheck makes your extraction speed drastically slower (Confused 2) for 10 seconds

-when getting spotted, gets applied Slow 1

-i havent have a solid idea how he will look like :(

Trinket?

I’m fighting between giving him a surfboard(10 movement speed but decrease stealth) or a storybook(increases stealth) or even a writting pen (widen skillcheck size somehow lol)

[littlemut]

how can i still feel bad about myself when i could literally go out rn and look like this

[fluffypotatey]

You're in luck because I plan to write Jorge teaching them !!!! But you're so right about everything too

The only concept they have is love is love whatever form it is but it's all love , they love each other

Free will metaphors!!! Jorge or Vince like you said teaching them things like a father would absolutely!!! Aughhhh those are basically his babies now not only Brenda but then :(

Missed opportunities tbh

MY LIFE IS YOURS FOREVER AND ALWAYS OMFG I LOVE YOU

Jorge truly fell into the accidental adoption route all because he agreed to help them find the Right Arm lmao 🤭 like Jorge ans Brenda’s relationship already has me so soft and on the floor but Jorge extending his paternal instincts to the Gladers as well???? sign me up, get Fathered idiot

[callsign-relic]

Watched a video where someone played Splatoon 3 side order and bought side order yesterday and I can feel the Splatoon enjoyment seeping in

[ctcaptaincorgi]

Chapter 10-12

Karrde put in all this effort to make a secret group to learn more about where the clones production is, and Thrawn knows about it. And knows exactly what all the attendees are going to do thanks to Niles Ferrier (which I spent way too long looking up how to spell his name). Ferrier got real almost died though when he told Thrawn about how he got an imp start cruiser to attack and kill one of the attending smugglers' vessel. Thrawn was indeed right about how such an attack would result.

In other news, Thrawn is still very much in everyone's heads. Especially one guy who essentially acts like Thrawn is precognitive, and therefore believes Mara is really behind the imps getting in the building.

I once more really like Mara and Leia's conversation. Mara shows some humanity and goodness in admitting her discomfort at the thought of Jaina and Jacen being taken from their parents, regardless of how she feels about their uncle. She is, however, annoyed when Leia makes the connection that Mara might feel that way because of the admittedly high likelihood that Mara was kidnapped as a child to be given to the emperor. Mara then finds out that she's been completely left out of the loop because she had no idea about the clone situation. But she does actually know about Wayland and tells Leia what it is.

Problem? That planet isn't on any astrogation chart, Luke hears about some of it, and you'll never guess what he suggests? He and Mara go to Wayland alone to learn what they can. Han and Leia both hate that idea, so Han and Lando decide to go with Luke even if Luke believes that he and Mara would be capable of doing it by themselves. Chewie is in a distressing pickle though. He's got a life debt that extends to four people, and he'd feel terrible leaving any of them alone. Leia and the twins are still being hunted by the Empire, and Han is about to put himself actively in danger. There's just no winning. Luke has an idea to resolve the issue. What is it? I have no idea, I just know Han doesn't like the idea, but Leia and Chewie agree that it would work. Because I'm listening to an audiobook, I'm honestly not sure if I don't know because I accidentally skipped ahead 30 seconds, or of its because it was genuinely never said in that chapter. I'm sure to figure it out eventually though.

Anyway, I'm excited for the jail break they're gonna pull to get Mara out.

[mythosidhesdollhouse]

Hey. Hey. MGA. Listen--

If you don't give me this lil' green munchkin I'm gonna fight you.

Thanks, Megan

[ryeonah]

tag dump

[autistic-shaiapouf]

Everyone is getting playlists btw, they're not featured in the posts bc they're all still WIPs for the most part but everyone gets music

[ravencromwell]

I have to add Archivist Wasp and its sequel Latchkey by Nicole Kornher-Stace. (Both those links lead to Weightless Books, an arm of the incomparable Small Beer Press that sells drm-free versions of numerous small presses' books for ease of reading and to avoid the amazon monster; to tout the awesome of Small Beer and Mythic Delirium, both primarily responsbiel for publishing Kornher-Stace would be a post of its own, but look them up if you're unfamiliar because they've provided some of the most envelope-pushing, queer-heavy scifi of the last decade.) Archivist Wasp is in the "destroyed earth" rather than the space category of scifi and...well, Amal El Mohtar can sell it better than I ever could:

An Archivist has two jobs. The first is to hunt and catch ghosts in order to learn about the precataclysm past from them; the second is to defend her life and position against “upstarts” — the other girls marked by the goddess Catchkeep’s claw-shaped scars at birth — once a year. Wasp has been Archivist for three years, and wants nothing more than to escape a dismal life of killing her sisters and obeying the Catchkeep-priest — so when an unusually powerful ghost asks her to help find his former partner in the underworld, she agrees. But, as is so often the case with the underworld, she finds both more and less than she bargained for. More than anything else, this book is sharp. You could cut yourself on the prose — Wasp’s world is one of thorns, knives, edges of thick, broken glass, a constant background-hum of pain that sometimes swells into a shout. Wasp’s perspective absolutely thrums with tension and violence, but also aches with a fierce, hollow loneliness to break the heart. The longing and gratitude for the smallest beginnings of true friendship make the betrayals more vicious, and the stakes just keep rising. I burned through this book in about three hours, desperately rooting for her. It’s also a brilliantly constructed narrative and world. The gods are cruel and absent. The underworld is a maze in layers, a twisting, turning palimpsest, one that allows Wasp to descend almost archaeologically through time by literally experiencing her ghost-partner’s memories. The pre- and post-apocalyptic worlds reflect each other in shards and fragments, all the more powerful for being subtle, for their resistance to being spelled out. It was also keenly refreshing — especially in something that’s ostensibly YA, where the Love Triangle of Doom is so annoyingly pervasive — to find a book in which all of the strongest, primary relationships are friendships; where friendship has the narrative, motive force usually reserved for sexualized romance. I very much wanted to see the A in QUILTBAG represented in this column, and this is a fine example: while the connection between the ghost and his (female) partner is intense and loving, it is never represented as sexual, and sex is in fact completely irrelevant.

Sci-fi books where a queer woman has the ghost of an annoying dead guy in her head

*Misery is nonbinary (she/they) and who’s in her head is not dead or a guy but I’m counting it, okay