#just not yet

[zoe-oneesama]

They can't believe you wore THAT to the Fashion Show.

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#lol I'm going to do more than just chloe and zoe #just not yet #my art #ml art #chloe #zoe #zoe lee #chloe bourgeois #miraculous ladybug #style princess #fashion

[pidgeons-cliffbirds-love]

i want to be as cunty as elias bouchard but slightly less evil that jonah magnus.

#the magnus archives #tma #i uave not listened to tmap #or whatever tue stupid acronym is #i want to #just not yet #elias bouchard #jonah magnus

[youregonnabeokay-kid]

fully convinced that Chimney’s nickname is just because he’s an ex smoker (hence the gum he’s constantly chewing) but it’s an on-going joke within the 118 to make up elaborate stories whenever somebody asks about it

#hen gave him the nickname and is the one who started the elaborate stories #buck catches on fairly easily but still doesn’t know the real reason for most of his first year #he constantly asks them in his typical s1 trying-to-bond manner #they eventually tell him after he has a bad shift one day #it’s one of his first big bonding moments with the team #their way of letting him know he’s a part of their crew/family #eddie never questions it and it isn’t until he’s already graduated from probationary firefighter that he learns the truth #nobody realized that he still didn’t know bc he just never brought it up #ravi still doesn’t know #he’s no longer a probi but they’re still hazing him since he left #they’ll tell him soon #just not yet #they’re having too much fun #911 abc #911 fox #tv: 911 #chimney han

[skyward-nerd]

Donna Noble, yelling about how gorgeous the new TARDIS is, but I don’t have the energy to make all the GIFs I need right now

#doctor who #david tennant #good omens #catherine tate #donna noble #the doctor #Crowley #parallels #doctor who spoilers #doctor who parallels #I’m just so tired okay #I don’t have the spoons to make GIFs #I need to lay in my bed for the next 6 days until there’s another episode #and then watch the cycle repeat #don’t worry you will definitely get all of my nerdy parallel gifs #just not yet #wait and see #okay no I’m sorry that was too far

[loupy-mongoose]

So, after seeing this:

My little adhd brain went down a rabbit hole of possibilities.

Note: I do not condone this, as it’s a very dangerous situation for the mother and babies.

I mean…Great Danes can cross breed with chihuahuas. (This was the rabbit hole I found myself in) I know that we’re talking M2 vs Mew here, and the size difference isn’t exactly the same but it’s fictional and this is similar in concept and is actually feasible (though not ethical).

Mew and mewtwo should be genetically similar enough, though may come into some trouble with early birth-as in the case of “Savanah Cats”. They are a newer hybrid cat breed that is a mix between an African serval and Domestic House Cat. Kittens are born premature and require constant care, which is one of the reasons that the breed is VERY expensive (and ethically questionable).

In both cases, offspring tends to grow bigger than the small parent, but smaller than the larger parent.

The jellybean babies (if they were to be canon, and if they were to be biologically M2’s) would be probable by biological standards in my mind.

Well, as someone has brought up in the comments before...

Skitty and Wailord can breed.

This is a world where a 2 foot cat and a literal blimp-whale can have babies together with no harm to any involved. (And Skitty's not even the smallest possibility!)

So, I think I'm going to generally disregard the size difference as a threat. X3

I appreciate the information, though. :3

#the-she-in-shenanigans #ask #And yeah #I'm heavily leaning toward them being canon XD #Just not yet

[psychologeek]

Lab Rat (pt. 1)

FEBUWHUMP 2024

DAY 1: helpless

DAY 7: suffering in silence.

This wasn't how it was supposed to go. This isn't what she wanted. It's not – she prepared, but never really thought –

Her brother is passed out in the back seat, hardly patched up. They didn't have time to fix all when

After

When –

She doesn't think about it. She doesn't think about how he hasn't woke up yet.

She doesn't think about the storm raging out of the car.

She doesn't think about the hopelessness in the situation,how it was NEVER MEANT TO HAPPEN.

There's a scream in her head that won't let her think, a howling storm to match the outside. She can't tell if the low vision is related to the drops in or outside of the car.

(Does it even matter?)

The gas bulb lights up, and she misses the first exit as her mind struggles to understand what that means.

She only realizes that she's shaking as her hand fails to enter the gas fuel to the car tank. 

It's cold and she's still wearing a summer dress. It was a nice day before her parents –

Before the Fentons–

She doesn't think about the kid in the back of her car, or how he hasn't moved in the last hours. She doesn't think about the green-glowing IV in his arm.

She's not a medic, but she tried. She tried and tried and tried for years to keep him alive, to keep him happy and thriving.

(And she failed.)

(Like it? I have more mini-fics in this au. And full size fics on ao3 please vote in my update poll!)

#danny phantom #jazz fenton #lab rat #lab rat au #febuwhump 2024 #febuwhump #day 1 #helpless #day 7 #suffering in silence #jazz Fenton whump #good sister jazz Fenton #lost and found au #lost and found verse #angst #it will have a happy ending #just not yet #hurt Danny Fenton #danny fenton #hurt/comfort #hurt #my writing #fanfic #danny phantom fanfiction

[grey-sides]

When Billy passes, disappears since his body was never recovered, Steve helps Max pack up his stuff.

It's painful for both of them, even with no conversation, sorting through a life and packing it into boxes. Steve remembers doing it to his grandparents' house when his granddad died. But this is worse.

Max tends to slip more stuff into Steve's box than her own, sniffling and pretending like she's not. It's heartbreaking and it's how Steve finds his bottles of cologne when he gets home.

Once he's bucked up the courage to open the box and pick everything out, he finds them nestled together in a t-shirt.

They're common colognes. Cheap, easy to find. But the ones on the shelves haven't even held by Billy's hands.

Steve considers spreading it on his pillow, just a drop or two so he can remember. But that would be using them. So he leaves them be.

A bottle of Billy, an entire life shoved into a box. A missing boy.

And even with the bottles sealed tight, Steve swears he can smell him late at night.

#harringrove #stranger things #greye writes #ahahahahah i made myself cry writing this #why? #because i could #anyway billy comes back #because i said so #just not yet

[mochalottie]

“Stay right where you are,” one of them shouts, aiming the barrel of his gun at Spider’s head. “If you move, we have orders to fire.” 

“If you move, I have reason to fire too,” Spider says with some malice, and they tense in anticipation. Drawing themselves up tight and holding their breath, eyes flickering to the deadly weapon in his hands.

The tension turns the air between them heavy as Spider draws his own gun up to his shoulder. 

And blinks again, only to open his eyes to another bloody sight.

Nearly all of them flung to the ground, their blood working its way towards the diving pool and turning the water pink. Their arms and legs spread akimbo, their eyes wide and sightless, staring up at him through the plexiglass when he steps over their bodies. 

He doesn’t comprehend that this is his doing, because it would be too much for his mind. Not when it’s already so fragile. 

#some of you asked for spider to go apeshit #and to you i say #you're welcome #but also i'm sorry #this chapter is very painful #and very violent #it gets worse before it gets better #and it will get better #i promise #just not yet #avatar way of water #lottie writes fanfic #time loop au #time travel au

[grosslyoversimplifiedpolitics]

[ID: I promise there's a happy ending, Just not yet]

#ao3 #ao3 tags #I promise there's a happy ending #Just not yet #((Call that life))

[citrn]

pearlnet drabble // 100 words :]

:

This is what it all comes down to: Pearl loves Garnet. But there are things that run deeper and ache rawer; things called devotion and reverence and she taught me how to use a sword and tried to set me free before I ever wanted it for myself.

Things like, I loved her more than I thought I could love.

Things like, I would do anything for her.

(I still do everything for her.)

Pearl loves Garnet, but she adored Rose. Adores her still, even in her death.

Had Garnet loved herself any less, she would have loved Pearl, too.

#pearlnet #steven universe #this would be sometime after rose's death #it's okay though pearlnet end up kissing in every universe #just not yet

[eepybubble]

urge to shave my head gets stronger every day

#i'm gonna do it #just not yet #borf barks

[vigilante-izuku]

TENMA BEING ABLE TO RECOGNIZE AKITERU IN A CROWD AFTER NOT SEEING HIM IN YEARS.... EVEN THOUGH AKITERU NEVER MADE THE TEAM AND TENMA WAS THE ACE, THERE WAS NO BAD BLOOD BETWEEN THEM....MUCH TO THINK ABOUT

#akiten #haikyuu #tenma x akiteru #tenma udai #tsukishima akiteru #I PROMISE I'LL BE NORMAL ABOUT THEM EVENTUALLY #JUST NOT YET #THERE'S SO MUCH UNSPOKEN HERE #BUT ABSOLUTELY INSANE #IM GOING CAPITAL B BANANAS OVER HERE

[novafire-is-thinking]

Btw, to the anon who sent me the ask about Energon and human physiology the other day:

The good news is, I’m working on it.

The bad news is, it’s gonna be a little while before I finish it.

You sparked something that has snowballed into a post that’s an amalgamation of speculative medical science, physics, and poetry.

And unfortunately for me, I’ve been using it to put off my other writing, even though I have a very important deadline coming up.

This is why I rarely get anything done. lol

#so yeah. #you will have your answer I promise. #just not yet

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[heartofspells]

Psst, @impishtubist. Guess what first chapter is currently resting in the safe hands of my beta?

There's only a tiny, rectangular table shoved up against one wall, the area not large enough to support anything of greater extent. Sirius drops into one of the two chairs, watching Remus as he moves, digging through a few cupboards like he's trying to recall where he left what he needs. They remain silent throughout the man's preparations, Sirius fidgeting a little, his foot tapping restlessly over the floor beneath the table's surface, fingers drumming over the wooden top. It's only when Remus carries over a plate and deposits it on the table, fixing Sirius with a perplexed expression, that he stops.

"What?" questions Sirius, arching one brow, hand creeping towards his offered meal, stomach ravenous and insistent.

"What have you been eating?"

"Rats. I've been eating rats, Remus."

"Ah," breathes Remus. "You were right. I didn't want to know."

"Tried to tell you," voices Sirius a bit carelessly as he finally takes a bite. His eyelids flutter briefly before they fall closed. "Fuck, that's good."

"Anything would be after living off rats," mutters Remus.

"I think this is the first real food I've had since Harry brought me that chicken."

Remus doesn't say anything, turning his back on Sirius as he walks to the counter again. He begins fussing with the kettle once more, filling it with water, setting it to heat, staring at it as he waits. Silence falls over them, and Sirius watches him as he tries not to devour his food like his greedy stomach is demanding, knowing it's a bad idea. He thinks Remus is attempting to keep himself occupied, purposefully not looking at Sirius any longer.

"You're uncomfortable," he finally states, eyes boring into the side of his friend's face as he chews his remaining bite, swallowing it down and pushing his plate away from him a bit.

"I'm not," denies Remus, but he still won't look at Sirius who doesn't stop staring at him. Remus taps the handle of the kettle and sighs. "Maybe a little." His gaze flickers to Sirius briefly. "I'm not sure what to do. Not with you or this Voldemort business. War. Again." Remus squeezes his eyes closed and pinches the bridge of his nose, his brow furrowing as he laughs in a bitterly ironic sort of way. "How the hell are we thirty-five and barreling headfirst into a second bloody war?"

Sirius stands slowly, grabbing up his plate as he goes. He carries it to the sink and quietly deposits into the basin, gaze settling on Remus, staring at the other man who still has his eyes firmly closed like he can banish it all by never looking at it close enough.

"I know, Moony," he provides, because he does.

Remus' head snaps up and whips around to look at him as his hand falls to his side. His expression seems a bit stunned, like he's locked in something he can't escape, something flickering through his brown eyes that retreats before Sirius can place name to it. His mouth pinches into a thin line, holding something back, not allowing it access to the air encasing them together now. Sirius isn't sure if his reaction is stemming from his own sudden proximity or the nickname, something that hasn't been spoken aloud by himself or any of the ones who'd created it in nearly fourteen years. He doesn't know which option would hurt less.

Remus stares at him for a long time before he finally says in a voice that's far too neutral and calm, "This one will kill us."

"You don't know that."

"It nearly killed us last time."

"We know more now."

"Not enough."

"We're catching it earlier. We're better prepared this time around. We can do this, Remus."

"You were always impossible to argue with. Somehow, I'd forgotten that bit of your personality. It's good to see it hasn't changed," notes Remus, and Sirius smirks faintly, though it fades quickly. The other man observes him for a long moment before he sighs again. "You need a bath," he says bluntly, and Sirius glances down at himself, lifting his arms a little, but he stops when Remus reaches out and grips over the ends of his matted hair, "and a cut."

"Yeah, well," mutters Sirius in a small, exasperated huff, "the wonders of Azkaban and running from the Ministry. Living in a cave is a prime spa life, or didn't you know that?"

#lies i tell myself #wolfstar #wolfstar falling in love in their 30s #sirius black #remus lupin #sirius x remus #sirius/remus #harry's in there too #just not yet #because we're mad about harry right? #snippet #my writing #holli writes

[gutsanalysis]

The Thirteenth Doctor is great

“I’m just a traveller. Sometimes I see things need fixin’. I do what I can.” The Doctor, "The Woman Who Fell to Earth”

I just finished “Doctor Who” seasons 11-13. It was my first time watching anything Doctor Who and I fell in love with the character of the Doctor as played by Jodie Whittaker.

She’s kind and funny, gives positive feedback to everyone, including hostiles, believes that people can change and supports them in turning their life around - even if they were previously being stupid or ungrateful. At the same time she doesn’t wait until it’s too late - if someone proves to be dangerous or untrustworthy, she acts. She respects all life (even giant spiders) and genuinly mourns its loss. She is always ready to help people, protect others and make new friends. And I love how she goes straight for the confrontation with the bad guy, despite quite often being very afraid. She is also adorably goofy.

And at the same time she is very old and lonely, and deeply hurt, but it only makes her more appriciative of life, of little things, of the ordinary and of the extraordinary, of people in her life and of complete strangers. And while by the end of her story she shuts people out, she still wants to open up and connect. I hope she will be able to so in the specials.

And let’s be honest - I would like to be friends with anyone who’s ideal outfit is this one.

#the thirteenth doctor #doctor who #jodie whittaker #I fell in love with the character #and jodie whittaker is a great actress #despite my gripes with the story I would gladly watch three more seasons with this incarnation of the Doctor and the fam #and it made me want to watch more doctor who (all of doctor who) #just not yet #I'm not ready to say goodbye to thirteen just yet