#7am moments

[dorkygurl-89]

rating my pronouns for no reason whatsoever

she/her: 6/10 basic. i'm not gonna mind it too much

he/him: 8/10 i dunno. something just hits different about it

they/them: 5/10 nice but nothing special.

it/its: 10/10 YESSSS. IT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE SOME SORT OF ENTITY. Y E S

bonus: neopronouns: never been called by any. so idk. but feel free to call me by some

(in short:......idk. i don't really mind whatever pronouns. this was just a dumb lil thing)

#gender apathetic #transgender #pronouns #7am moments #idk why i made this

[saragapen]

Scorpions from the past

#the Scorpions are a reference to his comics and past trauma #i definitely think that ghost would have triggers or moments where he beeaks down and some of them are during really bad moments #also i post more soapghost on twitter #It's 7am and I have yet to sleep but my mind is only thinking about the next part of the comic #simon would most likely disassociate and ghost would take over #soap would blame himself because he couldn't calm him down in time to not let ghost come out #If he hadn't pressed his mouth closed so hard or bs able to properly calm down #that he wouldn't have to build this wall up again. #i also think ghost would come out especially when he realizes that Simon's directly putting not only soap but himself in harm's way #But the comfort bits where soap slowly softens ghost back up by just spending time near him #telling jokes and getting simon to realise he's safe again so he doesn't need to put up the walls #but soaps inability to help was the final straw that let ghost out so it'll be really rough to loosen his walls again #simon riley #ghostsoap #john mactavish #soapghost #fanart #mw2 fanart

[sergle]

I feel you, its so bad 😭, I had to go on a functioning adult human schedule for school and good god, out the house by 7am... bad bitches are not built for that..

WE REALLY ARE... and man, I can brute force myself into any schedule if there are things that HAVE to be done at certain times (like school, like you said) but it absolutely never feels "right". it feels like waking up at 3am to go to the airport type of shit. and it is truly so annoying... to get hit with the "that's a Normal schedule, you need to Fix your schedule" okay. alright. but let me hit you with this one. is it "normal" or is it just conducive to a 8 - 5. because no matter what my sleep schedule is like, or how locked in I am, I'm more clear headed at night + more productive and energetic. and no matter what, I'm tired during the day, especially the brightest times of day when the sun is allegedly supposed to be signaling my brain to be awake and alert. and it doesn't matter how much sleep I got.

#I can wake up in The Early Morning after going to bed at a reasonable hour the night prior and be exhausted throughout the daytime #and if I make it to the night then I'll suddenly perk back up. if I woke up at 7am that morning (with 8 hours of sleep under my belt) #I can comfortably stay awake until 5 or 6am that very next morning. #I need to Adapt to the daytime schedule- but if I loosen my grip on myself at all I will instantly SNAP back to the nighttime one. #full rubberband moment. #I don't need to transition back into it. my body just wants to click it back in place #I'll go right back into the swing of it as soon as I'm allowed to again #sergle answers #also I don't have trouble sleeping in daylight hours. yeah I have the curtains drawn in my room #but they aren't Blackout curtains. it's dim in there but not Dark. that doesn't impede me at all #it is crazy the way that people are so confident in telling me to my face that I'm on a bad and lazy schedule #bc they are categorizing my wake-up time as 'sleeping in' bc they're measuring it on their standard of when THEY go to bed. #i could go to bed at noon and wake up at 3pm and they'd say that i slept in

[tboyswag]

tucker carlson... sorry guys i'm so sorry fuck

Anon... Anon, till this very moment, this world and the people in it have always been dark and incomprehensible to me. And I've tried to clear my way with "it's okay if it's funny" and "tboy swag doesn't equal good vibes," and you've thrown my own words right back in my face, Anon. You were right to, if nothing else a man should stand by his words. But you've given my words a meaning that I never dreamed of! And you've tried to twist them into a funny, silly excuse for your ugly ask! Well, they never were that, Anon. And you can't make them that. There must've been something deep inside you from the very start that let you do this thing. But there's always been something deep inside me that would never let me do it, and would never let me be a party to it now. What do I mean? I mean that tonight you've made me ashamed of every concept I ever had of comedy or guys with tboy swag who have rancid vibes. But I thank you for that shame, because now I know that we are each of us a separate human being, Anon, with the right to live and work and think as individuals, but with an obligation to the society we live in. By what right do you dare say that Tucker Carlson has tboy swag? By what right did you dare decide that that man had the swagger of a trans man and therefore could be posted on tboyswag? Did you think you were God, Anon? Is that what you thought when you typed this into our inbox? Is that what you thought when you hit send on this treacherous ask? I don't know what you thought, or what you are, but I know what you've done. You've murdered! You've strangled the life out of a fellow Tumblr blog who could post and reblog as you never could, and never will again. It's not what I'm going to do, Anon, it's what the userbase is going to do. I don't know what that will be, but I can guess. And I can help. You're going to get bullied off this site, Anon! You're going to get bullied off this site.

#please nobody actually bully this person off this site thank you #anon thisis a learning and growing moment. just think #or well. ik this person is anonymous so it'd be hard to bully them off this site. idk it's almost 7am and i haven't slept yet #mod winslow

[milflewis]

🎤 Telepathy au unless you’ve forgotten about it, then Pacific rim au

1.

George is really nervous about the whole becoming teammates and connecting their minds together. If only Senna and Prost were able to keep their crap together for one bloody day.

He’s being cool about it though. Proper suave. No one can tell. Probably. Maybe.

“Mate, can you stop your knee for, like, one minute, yeah? It keeps shaking the table.”

George does not stop his knee. It stays bouncing. It is not shaking the table.

Alex rolls his eyes at him. “It’s going to be fine.”

“Shut up,” George tells him because he has yet to learn how to tell Alex Albon to go away. And nothing Alex says here will help.

His foray as a teammate in Formula One does not inspire any feelings of relaxation in George. Having Max Verstappen in his head might possibly be the worst thing George has ever heard of in his life.

2.

It is somewhat comical that one of the things that makes George feel good about the bond in his head is bloody Nico Rosberg.

It is just — Lewis is so. So.

Lewis is so quiet. And not only as he moves around in the world, physically like. That, George is used to. That, he understands. Has seen before.

But he is so quiet and silent and not fucking there in George’s head, he could have died and George isn’t sure if he would’ve even noticed.

That, possibly, might be an exaggeration. There is a sea in George’s head, and it is still and calm and deep and, the water looks so warm, and it scares George to bits. He wonders if Lewis knows he is the sea.

Valtteri is so in tune with Lewis, even now. Yuki likes to watch them, pointing out when one unthinkingly kicks someone out of the seat next to them right before the other arrives, or when they turn, not seeing yet but knowing who it is that taps their shoulder. George thinks he does it to rile Pierre up. George wishes he would stop. Or at least, do it where George cannot hear.

George has not asked Valtteri what having Lewis in his head was like. If he was quiet for him too. He thinks he would rather chew off his own foot.

And then, Lewis talks with Nico Rosberg. In public. It doesn’t even last five minutes. Rosberg is lit up from within, blond and plastic and smug. The internet breaks.

The sea stays still and calm and deep. Lewis is quiet. It no longer looks warm.

George is cold to his toes.

Lewis takes one look at him when he is back in the garage, all bundled up in a huge coat and shivering, and frowns deeply. Bono hovers at his shoulder.

There is a twist to Lewis’s mouth that George does not recognise.

“Here, man,” Lewis says after he pops back up from wherever he disappeared to. Not that, you know, George is tracking him or anything. “Drink.”

The mug he pushes into George’s hands is hot to the touch and steaming. He breathes it in.

“Thanks, mate.”

Mouth twisting, Lewis says, “Yeah, yeah, well, like. Yeah. Least I could do, right? Sorry. About that.”

And he’s walking away then, shoulders broad, steps light. Lewis is never small, but there is a strange little misery slope to his neck. George swallows. His finger itch with warmth, tingling.

3.

“What’s he like?” Sebastian asks, leaning against the railing beside him. He waggles his eyebrows and taps at his forehead like Lewis didn’t understand what he was asking. He looks ridiculous.

Bet he drives you crazy, Valtteri had said, weeks earlier. He had been smiling. He was letting his hair grow out, freshly tan. He had looked good.

Lewis had ignored him and turned away to talk to Guanyu, Valtteri laughing. Guanyu had perked up at the mention of fashion, content to not get involved in whatever Lewis and Valtteri were going on about.

Lewis looks around. The camera and microphone is down at the other end of the parade.

“Skittish,” Lewis tells him quietly. He leans forward, elbows on the metal railing. It is cool and slick with the mornings rain. “Spooks easy.”

“Lewis.” Sebastian is using his Serious Voice with his Serious Face. Lewis squints at him suspiciously. “You do know that he is a person, right? Not a horse. Or a dog.”

Lewis rolls his eyes. “Funny.”

Sebastian grins at him, bright. His hair is pushed back by a headband, curls loose. “I try.”

“Not hard enough,” Lewis mutters, and Sebastian ignores him, chattering away about the recent Fernando-and-Jenson drama.

4.

George tries very hard to keep any Valtteri Bottas thoughts locked away around Lewis.

None of Lewis’s friends dislike Valtteri. At least, not openly. Not where George can see.

This feels important.

Sebastian — is easier. Even with the depth of history that he and Lewis and the whole world only ever hint at.

5.

George shows up with a slight black eye one race weekend. It is not a sex injury.

None of the reporters actually ask that question, though they get close, eyes smirking. Lando, unfortunately but not surprisingly, has no similar inclinations to keep the joke to himself.

“Mate,” he calls out when he walks into the driver’s briefing. “You know you’re doing it wrong if she kicks you in the face, yeah?”

George flushes bright red. His mouth opens but nothing comes out.

Normally, he can deal with Lando. Normally, he even enjoys. But he didn’t prepare himself this time and the room is full with drivers and Lewis is looking at him, face unreadable, and Valtteri’s eyebrow is raised and, and, and.

“Speaking from experience?” Alex asks Lando, cool as anything. He is leaning back in the chair beside George.

There is not a ripple in the sea. It could be a windless day.

Lando laughs, flipping him off, and drops down in the seat next to Daniel.

It is not a sex injury. But it does involve Lily and Alex, and Lily throwing the dildo with the number 44 written messily across it in Sharpie at Alex after George opened his birthday present and, promptly, swore. George cannot say this, for obvious reasons, the least of them being he cannot ever ever say anywhere Lewis might hear that Alex have him a sex toy and made it Lewis-personified.

Furthermore, George has a sneaky feeling that telling people Lily and Alex were involved with whatever happened would just make the rumours worse.

Lewis sits down across the room, next to Yuki and Pierre. He catches George’s eye, the opposite one to George’s injury, and winks slowly.

George looks quickly away, grinning. His neck is terribly warm.

#fighting my brain and writing u this as an early birthday present. i love you. #this was written on a bus at 7am im sorry #mark tag #george/lewis #little fics #five head cannons #more like five moments tho ig lol #niamh.asks

[frazzledazzlin]

my design for rhm will never be consistent don't expect it

#the first one's actually a 'fanart' for a fic called Rewired #it had a flashback with this scene and because i read it at 7am with no sleep i cried the whole time drawing it LMAO #was kind of hesitant saying the name becuase it's a suggestive section of the fic but it was brief as i got reassured by my gf so it's ok #the second one i kept listening to 'intermezzo' on loop and felt a flood of feelings #THE THIRD ONE. 'Never in Dreams' go listen NOW #ALSO that jacket design is by a friend on twitter Random_drawing3 #thsc #the henry stickmin colelFUCK HELLP I JUST REMEMBERED THSC TRACKS ARE ON SPOTIFY NOW #SORRY I HAD A HUGE MOMENT OF EXCITEMENT #ERM #the henry stickmin collection #copperright #reginald copperbottom #right hand man #rhm

[arataka-reigen]

No patients waiting for me at 7am. everybody cheer!!!

#i can only begin talking to patients when my preceptor arrives so when the patients are here at 7am they're bound to wait another 30 min #and then they blame it on me for not talking to them sooner #sir im sorry. i do not control the moment my preceptor arrives and i cannot tend to patients without their approval. #gi talks

[collecting-stories]

I just realized that the (taylor’s version) cuts 1989 in half and when you look from far away it looks like it says 1000 1101 which is binary code for 13.

#taylor swift #1989 tv #1989 taylor's version #my swiftie-ist moment of the day #and it’s only 7am #literally

[jula483]

my mind just went full on fanfiction after reading the caption, because they don't just "sit and eat" at this desk

if you know what i mean 😏

#rhink #tiktok #they fucked on that desk #allegedly of course #lmao #the fanfics used to be full of that few years ago #and that would you rather episode when link had to suck tuna out of rhett's bellbutton and rhett had to lay on the desk? #yeah that's the moment i sudddenly believe in all the fanfics #my post #very unhinged post and it's only 7am

[frecklystars]

god... he's just so... 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

#i've queued like 3 pics of him for today i think #pardon me i'm having a hot girl moment #love notes #💕♬♪ ♡ You don’t have to change when I’m around you - ̗̀˚₊·♡📜💕☆˚₊· ̖́- #it's 7am as i queue this. i should be asleep. i bet im regretting it at work rn #future keri is like 'past keri WHY did you queue pics of ryan gosling instead of SLEEPING' #y'know what future keri that is your problem. past keri is an asshole and that's ur problem

[wingsofhcpe]

First time in two months that I don't have to set an alarm clock for tomorrow and don't have to get up at a specific time to study or sit for an exam... I have truly forgotten what being relaxed felt like.

#im not. Fully relaxed tbh. because i have started classes at the second school i got into. and uni classes start next week #so mornings will be for uni classes which means waking up at 7am latest #and afternoon for other institute classes which means returning home at 10pm #but at least no more exams. no more 'memorise this NOW or stress to hell and back even when trying to rest' #so hopefully that means less nauseating constant fatigue and less stomach cramps the moment i eat even a little bit of bread #because the above is basically what my daily life has been like for the past month after it became clear exams would last- #-way longer than normal. woohoo! #at least we're done now tho and i did my absolute best. i have no regrets on that front

[dreamhot]

good morning

#it's 7am i need to be evil for one moment #smile.txt

[lamnwar]

Barman! Aomine that you've noticed the second you've entered the club, and that you keep going back to not really because your glass is empty, but mainly because you need an excuse to talk to him and finally he has you staying at the club til 5am when he finishes his shift and next thing you know he's taking you on a long drive so you can see the sun rise all while knowing that you're not going home anytime soon

#it's 7am and I just got back from the club #the barman was hot HOT #so obviously I had to reflect that in a fanfic of some sort #not to mention the moments where I'd zone out and think about me being at the club with my favourite 2d men #maybe I'll write a proper story with that premise #we'll see #aomine x reader #knb x reader #aomine daiki #knb #kuroko no basuke

[umbweon]

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#i cant stop staring at this baby seal i feel like were sharing a moment at 7am

[the-kipsabian]

OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY THEN

#i wont tag this i'll just scream but GOD #FIRST OF ALL GORGEOUS #SECOND OF ALL WHAT ARE THE EVENTS THAT LEAD TO THIS MOMENT CAUSE UUUUH I GOT A LOT OF QUESTIONS #LOSING MY MIND AT HER MAKEUP AND THE FACT THAT SHES HOLDING THE BOX #OHHHHH BOYYYY #thats it im done its just almost 7am ive slept like shit my eyes hurt and i just saw this and now im like. not okay in a good way oh boy #wrestling musing

[wabblebees]

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#my body + my brain + i are... not on good terms at the moment. #BUT. #i made myself get up out of my unproductive anxious-insomnia nest at some ungodly pre-dawn hour #and forced myself to make some Real Food #and now im back in my bed at 7am #eating the veggie frittata i made while everyone else in the house is still sleeping #which a) is admittedly more proper nutrients than ive put in my body in..... days atp. hm. #and b) turned out really good #so this is my msg to all of u: #i love you. i am sending as many spoons yr way as i can; & i hope u can do something to take care of yrselves today #ESPECIALLY if its smth youve been putting off. for *whatever* reason #mwah. #hopefully when im done eating ill finally be able to fall asleep. so even tho the sun is streaming thru my window now & #ik my alarms will start going off in a few hours; i wish u all good luck & good night #bee speaks