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[avatarskywalker78]

It's Six Sentence Sunday and I've written lots of stuff!!! Firstly, an extract from my Dhawan!Master fic - it's 2006 and he's just realised this is the Saxon election campaign so now he's in a bad mood.

It worries him, now he knows that the Doctor was responsible for derailing Britain’s Golden Age just because she ordered the Sycorax shot down – a brutal act, but necessary, because beings like that always returned. The Doctor could give as many grand speeches as he liked, but giving an enemy a foothold only opens the door to much worse things—

And he fears what the consequences are going to be. Because changing the timeline in such a drastic way must’ve had some – not just allowing him to become Prime Minister (that’s as much on himself as anyone else), but beyond that…

What else is coming? Even with a dulled time-sense he remembers that UNIT survives while Torchwood doesn’t (even if he doesn't know the details of that), that the country becomes increasingly xenophobic towards aliens as the years stretch on, and while they do get their act together…

It takes far longer than it should have.

Oh, Doctor, he thinks, what have you done?

Remember it is literally canon the Doctor fucked things up and I am going to be exploring that in this fic - the dulled time-sense idea is something @kitkatt0430 (hello again :D) gave to me as an explanation for why O doesn't sense certain events or creatures (like the 456) are coming, or at least not the details, when Time Lord are meant to know events and have enchanced senses...and they suggested that the Drums affected all of these which is a great idea, so thank you.

Next up one from the Sad Westhallen fic - now retitled 'living on' - and it...did not have the burst of writing I hoped because it turned out I'd written down less than I'd thought but we'll get there someday!

Five years of grief, compounded by her recent revelation which Iris was still trying to process and which she…still wasn’t sure what to do about, and as she slowly opened her eyes, watching the soft morning light filling the room, all of this hit her like a truck and she desperately wished she could just go back to sleep and forget about everything because anything, anything would be better than having to deal with today…

But she couldn’t. She had Nora and Bart to think of and whatever she might want she knew she had to get up – she could already hear Eddie in the kitchen, making an active effort to be quiet and the guilt returned full force.

He was grieving too, and they would have to support each other while trying to hide the extent of their grief from the children. It wasn’t so much bottling the emotions, but…this was difficult, for the twins, mourning a father they’d barely gotten to know, and they always tried to make it easier for them…

She couldn’t delay any longer, so she got up and threw on some casual clothes – formality was for later – before making her way to the kitchen, each step feeling almost as heavy as her heart, and when she got there she saw that Eddie’s eyes were red-rimmed, a look of utter devastation on his face.

I also wrote a bit more for the Tory is a Barnes AU, which is also taking longer than planned but I'm hoping a rewatch might help with that...once my internet issues are sorted out anyway.

Mom was doing a great job in not freaking out, but she was clearly just as stunned as Tory was – though not nearly as fucking guilty.

Because family was everything, yet she’d broken her cousin’s arm. Hit, punched, kicked her in the fucking ribs and broke her fucking arm. It would be weeks, if not months, until she recovered – why would her family even want to help her?

She just didn’t understand. Tory was all for family loyalty – there wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do for Mom or Brandon – but…

There was a limit.

The Shieldmaiden Saga Part 2

She couldn’t go back to Central, what if she killed someone the next time? Sofia wouldn’t be able to deal with that, but she hadn’t eaten for hours and she was going to need to replenish her supplies soon…

But what if it was worse? What if she ended up flooding the entire city—

Splashing caught her attention, and she froze because it…it sounded like it was coming from outside. Which wasn’t possible – it didn’t sound like a boat and no one would be stupid enough to go wading in floodwater—

No one except a desperate kid like her.

I swear this isn't as sinister as it looks - it's two members of Team Shieldmaiden coming to help fifteen year old Sofia Lopez, who will be making more appearances in the future.

Tagging (let me know if you want to be added or removed): @shrinkthisviolet @starstruckpurpledragon @dream-beyond-the-fantasy @vexic929 @negative-speedforce-ocs @rose-of-oz @ofbriarandrose

[trinketiers]

uhhh. trigun dump part 2 lol

[part 1]

[shahs1221]

Pirate captain Silco is coming along nicely 😳

[kruzidula]

Arisings 🥱

how would a horse start its day?

[majinii]

[wip]

teehee :3c

[bibiscate]

i was on a trip on the weekend and then I twisted my feet so Imma just post this wip that I'll never finish

jack'o moon just by memory no reference letsgooo

[panapricotta]

Crunchy Wip

[raphaerolo]

A sketch from one of my comic wips that i thought was too adorable not to share.

[salamispots]

squid 👀

[umbrvx]

🍭

[anewp0tat0]

Happy Fathers Day, I'm finally on time for something!!! I don't have that much flavor this time though folks. just sweetness. that's it. hope that's cool, never too bad.

if you think this is anything but platonic then no, plz. away

[avatarskywalker78]

It's Six Sentence Sunday and I have something written!! Ideally more than something but I've not yet started work on the last few Comfy-vember fics...partly because I've instead started working on my Dhawan!Master fic again :D which is going well. Writing a non-linear narrative is certainly interesting and it'll probably need some polishing up and a few scenes swapped around, but we're gonna get there. This is from the start of the 'Spyfall' plotline...only this time around O's got nothing to do with what's going on.

The entirely of the man’s DNA has been replaced.

This sort of technology is…far beyond anything O’s seen outside of highly advanced civilisations and highly advanced civilisations wouldn’t stoop so low as to—

The Time Lords—

Disguised. They hadn’t actively changed the child’s DNA and he really, really should’ve taken more time off before coming here because he's still reeling from what he’d seen—

Fourteen victims across the globe, six of them MI6 agents. No cause. No warning. A possible conspiracy that could threaten the entire planet, threaten all of humanity and surely, surely the Doctor must come for this one—

(He’s still so angry. The Doctor has saved the planet many, many times since then but sometimes O can’t help but wonder why not then?)

He's not doing so well. And what major, global event could he possibly be referring to, I wonder 🤔?

[vyxated]

i don't know if i'm going to do it myself but an idea if anyone finds it interesting👀 a pose override for the family portrait so it looks like ts2's to fit with my main menu override

[diodellet]

cw: sorry for writing more bedroom shenanigans, it will happen again. unbeta'd, all mistakes are mine. probably some scientific inaccuracies, except for the inertia bits, that i understand. established relationship things and some light swearing. it's all lighthearted 😇

who needs morning alarms when you're partners with naga!jamil?

the first thing to wake you up is the cold press of his scales against your skin. which is the beginning of the end, sad to say. being part-reptile, of course his instincts bring him to search for the closest heat source. as the warm-blooded one in the relationship, you will make do.

which leads to your current predicament - not the comforting feeling of sleeping in his arms, the upper body situation is all fine and dandy on this side, you like the fabric of his sweater, you (both) deeply crave this kind of skinship, it's all good up here! - his coils are twined around your legs, heavy enough to pin you in place, leaving you vulnerable to the cold of the room. as your eyes crack open, what greets you is the dim blue glow of dawn. of course.

in this world of magic, you'd think they'd have created a kind of blanket that doesn't become utterly useless after several hours of shifting in one's sleep. with your limited movement, you manage to free one arm.

"jamil." you shake his shoulder.

"hmm?"

"can you get up, please? i need to shut off the ac."

to your dismay, he makes a vague sound of protest, curls his arms more protectively around you.

"jamil." he can't seriously be going back to sleep.

"it's still early, and you're all nice and warm..." and wasn't that the twisted miracle of this situation? the fact that you woke up before his alarms?

his languidness has got to be a joke. you've seen him move quicker than a bullet. snakes can haul ass when the situation calls for it. you weigh your options, you could yell 'spider' and risk the consequences of a freshly-awoken-and-panicking jamil.

or you could just freeze. who needs legs? who needs to move? the way his fingers idly stroked against the flesh of your stomach was nice and comforting -

"bullshit, you're also freezing...!" he just liked to see you struggle, didn't he? you try kicking your legs in a last bid to free yourself only for his coils to shift and properly entrap you in their grip.

oh that was unfair, being comprised of mostly muscle and having quick reflexes even when half-asleep. damned naga anatomy.

you heave an exasperated sigh through your nose, not even bothering to hide your annoyance.

jamil's breath fans across the back of your neck. "didn't you want to spend more time together like this?" he asks, faux-dejection creeping into his voice.

the skin of your nape erupts in a flurry of goosebumps, definitely not from the cold. you feel like you're burning, and you're not sure if that's a good thing.

so you decide to roll off the bed and take him down with you.

tagging my fellow jamilnatics: @viperwhispered @twstgo @crystallizsch @jessamine-rose @just-a-little-silly

(if any yall wanna be tagged for future jamil writing, just lmk through the replies. i know in my bones he will strike again)

[emomeishibot]

I was trying to make something to cheer myself up cuz it’s been a wild day so 😈sebaciel = .= It’s not done yet but I’ve tried🏳️

Ciel’s outfit turns out to be a redesign of my Cthulhu Halloween costume for him from 2020 before I even noticed…

I hope y’all like it🪼

[tordoise-x3]

Just my drawigs from today cuz I haven’t been finishing anything 😞