#bedtme

[npdlangley]

i hate school hi guys its mr stupid poopypnts over here or something

#txt #goddd im so tired #its past my BEDTME... 12am:(

[saiikavon]

*rubbing my face* The winner takes all/afterlife piece isn’t staying to 1k either

I don’t think there’s gonna be any impromptu boning this time, but I am evidently working on this through calamity/demon day tomorrow. Which is fine ‘cause I’m still not sure what I’m doing on that one. Maybe just a lil tumblr short for that one.

#bedtme for now tho #am sleep

[animation-stories]

पांच बहुओं की एक बेटी | Hindi Kahani | Moral Stories | Saas Bahu | Bedtm...

#youtube #पांच बहुओं की एक बेटी #Hindi Kahani #Moral Stories #Saas Bahu #Bedtme Stories #Hindi Kahaniya #Story in Hindi

[pande-monty-um]

Art for @221bfakerstreet! A headcanon for a isolated bunker AU where Staci can finally wash all the grease, grime and old gel out of his hair and it gets all soft and floofy!

Add a couple months of growth and Jacob gets frustrated that Staci keeps hiding behind his hair when he's ordering him around and pulls him into his room to braid it into submission... but he's really bad at it the first time lmao. It's really not like braiding rope and Staci's hair is all soft and keeps falling out of place.

It's okay tho! he gets better eventually!!

Other little additions:

Of course like in any bunker AU the radio is broken or not working and Jacob literally sleeps with the manual.

He has a bunch of confiscated books that Pratt isn't allowed to read. So far we have compiled a list of the following books- a copy of DSM-5, Influence: the Psychology of Persuasion, Any Radio manual he could find, and a regularly read Red Dragon novel by Thomas Harris cause it's Jacob's favourite in the series (also scares Pratt away when Jacob is reading it).

This was a random bunker they managed to find when the bombs dropped and the red sheets were a coincidence and There Was Only One BedTM. He made Staci sleep on the couch.

#far cry 5 #jacob seed #staci pratt #far cry #jacob seed x staci pratt #jacob seed/staci pratt #rancid cultist falls for local feral cop #dark romance #Staci Pratt is Jacobs emotional support dog i dont make the rules #gotta nudge him with his nose when Jacob gets an episode and sit in his lap for some compression therapy

[the-mcyt-crackships-brackets]

fanfic by @varteeny1234

#mcyt crackship brackets #propagandart #the aftermath queue #when you put the crack in crackship

[koolkat9]

👀

(Also, wanted to take the chance to say that I love ur GerEng AUs and fics. When I first got into Hetalia (a bit over 2 years ago) and started to know England and Germany, my brain totally went “oh yeah they make one great ship” only to be disappointed at how little is out there of these two. Like how come ppl not see how great they are together - there’s just so much goddamn potential! And now over 14 years later since the anime, it seems the fandom as a whole still didn’t catch up on this. Alas, I found u and I’m infinitely glad for tht. Thanks for being here and not making me feel like the only one cursed with liking a rare ship.)

Sorry this took forever. These things took way longer than I thought.

Oh my gosh! This is so sweet thank you🥰.

There really isn't a lot of content for them and that's a shame... Though I think it's gained a bit more popularity thanks to the adlib the creator of Dreamtalia did in her play through of it which created a whole GerEng subplot (that's how I got into the ship) and then creators like Teethhoarder (who runs the blog asking-gereng and has made many great fanart and fics of them) and myself who has made so many little fics and headcanons for them specifically. But still, it is underrated compared to other ships.

That's actually part of the reason I started making content for them. There was so little of it. And now I've been going 3 years strong writing fics.

And don't worry there is actually a handful of us who ship it. Teeth like I've mentioned and there is a whole GerEng discord server (ran by yours truly). But listen to me ramble. You want an au.

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Here's probably one of my favourite aus. GerEng Roadtrip AU.

We've got character arcs, slow burn, finding yourself. It's so good, I love it. The GerEng server was great for sharing ideas and we built on it together.

Anyway, Ludwig is going to university for engineering, but after his first year and after doing very poorly on an exam, he's devastated because perfectionism, but also something else bubbling underneath that he's yet to realize/acknowledge.

With the school year ending, Ludwig decides to go stay with his brother for the summer. After all, despite owning it for a couple years now, Ludwig never got to visit the record shop his brother opened and Ludwig needs to get away for a little bit so why not spend the summer in a small quaint town near a river?

Arthur is on of Gil's employees. He and Ludwig don't exactly get off on the right foot. Arthur's grouchy, prickly, a smoker. But Arthur catches Ludwig sifting through some rock albums and the two start to bond over their shared music taste, only to find out they actually have a lot in common and enjoy spending time together.

A little over a month before Ludwig is set to return to school, Arthur proposes they go on a road trip together. One last hurrah before they go their separate ways. Ludwig, feeling more and more anxious as the date of school approaches, agrees for the distraction.

They travel all over, to all kinds of little towns, seeing all kinds of sights. And in the process, learn that they're both kind of broken and lost but find comfort in each other.

Like one time they stay at a campground and have a campfire. Arthur brought his guitar so he strums a bit as they sit. Ludwig asks if Arthur can sing. And Arthur makes a weird face, but gives in and they end up singing together.

One time they stay at a hotel but because it's summer and there is a big event going on, almost all the hotels are booked up, so they have to stay in a room where there is only one bedTM.

They stop in the middle of no where to watch the sunset. And they may or may not share their first kiss in this moment.

They go to some big mall and they end up having to help a lost kid together. Ludwig falls harder seeing how Arthur is with kids.

But it's not all fun and games. Over the course of their trip Ludwig learns Arthur used to be in a rock band. They were just about to hit it big, in talks with fairly big record company only for Arthur to get a case of vocal nodes that changed his voice forever. It changed his sound, his range, and though he still sounds decent he hates how he sounds now. And even if he was find with the sound of his voice, he didn't have the vocal fortitude to be a professional singer. Just when his dream was about to come true it was all snatched away.

Gilbert, a fan of Arthur's band who had become a dear friend offered Arthur a job at the record store to try to help him back on his feet.

Singing with Ludwig during their travels was the first time Arthur sang after the damage. Ludwig thinks he sounds beautiful.

Arthur mentions in passing once that he used to be a singer in a band. So when Ludwig hears Arthur sing, he asks why he doesn't anymore. This leads to an argument as some of Arthur's old wounds open up, making him more defensive and Ludwig doesn't know the full story so he doesn't get why Arthur is suddenly angry.

But eventually Arthur opens up, reminiscing about going on little tours with his band to nearby towns. Ludwig of course listens intently to all the stories Arthur starts to share about his band. Arthur ends up getting a little emotional by the end and Ludwig just hugs him. They stay like that longer than they probably should but Arthur can't deny it makes him feel warm and fuzzy.

Ludwig has his own struggles. He is dealing with his first major failure and with a bad case of anxiety and perfectionism it isn't easy. But there is even more to it. Ludwig has long had the doubt that engineering and university in general is the right path. He knows he's smart enough to be there (even though his anxiety sometimes tries to tell him differently), but his just isn't passionate about what he's studying and if he was to change paths he doesn't know to what. Some of his shitty feelings from failing the exam are connected to this doubt though he's not fully aware of it yet.

Anyway. The car breaks down some time during their trip and Ludwig fixes it. Arthur notices how focused and in the zone Ludwig is working on the car. It reminds Arthur of how he would get playing music. He knows Ludwig is going to university and is struggling a bit, but there is much of story he's still missing. He doesn't even know what Ludwig is studying. So he finally asks about it. Since at this point Arthur has opened up to Ludwig, Ludwig figures it's only fair to open up to Arthur and perhaps finally confiding in someone will might make him feel better.

Ludwig finally admits he's not happy in his program, but he doesn't know what else to do and he doesn't want to disappoint anyone who had high expectations of them (everyone around him just assumed he'd go to university because he was so academically gifted).

"Fuck them all," Arthur replies, "Do what you want first. That's what I always did."

"It's not that easy for me," Ludwig fires back, "Plus...I don't even know what I want."

"I wonder why..."

"What?"

"Nothing. Look Ludwig. I couldn't pursue my dream job, now look at me. Wasting away in that old record shop. I don't want that with you. You have a chance to do something you love, take it. Pursue it until you can't."

"Arthur I-I don't..."

"If you won't do it for yourself, do it for me. If you need an idea, I think you'd make a really good mechanic

Ludwig thinks about it. Reflects a bit and takes Arthur's words to heart and decides perhaps a mechanic apprenticeship would be his best path. He always liked tinkering with cars and machinery and being hands on with it. Wouldn't hurt to at least look into the idea.

Ludwig, thankful for Arthur helping him onto the right path, wants to help Arthur find a new passion or a way he can embrace music in a different way. Ludwig recalls how Arthur taught him a few cords on guitar and how good of a teacher Arthur is. So maybe Arthur could give lessons or even go to school to be a music teacher. Arthur shoots him down, but Ludwig catches Arthur researching what it takes to be a music teacher.

Anyway. The road trip comes to an end and Ludwig has to make his choice. Return to university, to a program he dislikes, or take a chance and stay and get an apprenticeship in town. So just as Gilbert is about to take him back to the city Ludwig comes clean. How he doesn't like his program, that he wants to try an apprenticeship as a mechanic. Ludwig is terrified of Gilbert's reaction, that he'll be disappointed, but Arthur's words echo in his head, keeping him grounded.

Instead, Gilbert is happy for him. "You always did love working on cars," he notes, "Remember our old neighbour who let you tinker on an old, broken down car they had? If only we could have gotten a new engine, perhaps it could have been saved from being scrapped.

Ludwig is shocked, having almost forgotten that summer.

"I bet someone would love to hear that news," Gilbert says with a smirk.

Ludwig runs back to the record shop, but Arthur is missing from his post. Lud hears a faint noise coming from the back room and finds Arthur, next to the old record player, singing along to the song they sung together around the fire. He sits and listens, only revealing he's there when Arthur finishes and Ludwig applauds.

Ludwig tells him how he's going to stay in town and try to get an apprenticeship with a mechanic Gil knows. Arthur is elated, jumping to his feet and kissing Ludwig hard. Their first kiss since that one time on the road during the sunset that they had thought they'd never talk about again.

"But on one condition," Ludwig says, pulling away breathlessly, "You look into school for next year and become a music teacher."

"Ludwig..."

"If you can't do it for yourself, then do it for me," Ludwig smirks.

Arthur can't help but laugh and kiss him again. "Okay. For you then."

And in the end, Arthur does become a music teacher and Ludwig gets to take over the shop he did his mechanic apprenticeship at. They also date and eventually get married 🥰

#hetalia #hws england #hws germany #hws prussia #gereng #engger #geruk #au ask game #au asks #gereng road trip au

[musekicker]

A small short moment of Otto and Gibson handling Mira and bedtme.

It was Otto's turn to get Mira to bed. Mira was not so keen on the concept of bed time and would do anything in her power to avoid it. She also had a inexplicable sense of timing and the moment she was aware that the time had come for bed she made a beeline for the vents.

"She's going for the vents!" Gibson cried.

Otto dove and caught Mira before she could reach the vents. Mira yelped and tried to reach for the vent opening.

"Nooooo!" Mira cried.

"Sorry, but little ones needs their sleep." Otto said.

How Otto said this so calm and matter of fast as Mira was still trying to get into the vents, Gibson could not even begin to guess. But he did. He even managed to stand up, still holding Mira. Mira, aware now that she had lost in her bid to get into the vent huffed and crossed her arms.

"I don't need to sleep! I'm a being of perpetual motion!" Mira cried.

Otto looked to Gibson. Gibson shrugged so slightly.

"I may had mention something about perpetual motion to her during a couple of story times." Gibson said.

Otto looked back to Mira.

"What have we said about using science against us for bed time avoiding reasons?" Otto asked.

"Not to." Mira mumbled, crossing her arms.

"That's right. Now come on, you're going to bed." Otto said.

Mira was still frowning and let out a little annoyed huff.

"Fine. But I demand a story." Mira said.

Otto smiled at the small monkey.

"Well of course you get a story. Since when do you not get one?" Otto said.

Mira seemed more content with the idea of bed time now that she knew she was getting a bed time story, Her arms uncrossing now

"You're going to do the voices, right?" Mira asked.

"Of course." Otto said.

"Very well. I guess i'll go to bed then." Mira said.

Otto smiled softly.

"I'm happy we came to a agreement." Otto said.

It ended up being two stories. But after the second story, Mira fell asleep. Another successful bed time.

#srmthfg

[telnaga]

when ur oh so so sos os sososo sleepy 4 hours before bedtme... too late to nap too early to sleep...

[stumblingwolf]

Fic prompts for later

The one where Ed went with Stede to face Mary but oh wait! They've gone on holiday! The house is locked up and it's late, but the servant's quarters are open OH NO There's Only One BedTM

The one where Ed wants to stay pissed at Stede for leaving, but have you seen his forearms?!

Something something telling Calico Jack to get the fuck off our ship

#omfd #fanfic #fanfiction #prompts #for later

[shawraj09]

औलाद का मोह | Hindi Kahani | Moral Stories | Saas Bahu | Bedtme Stories ...

#youtube

[cqsuanla]

WAIT PLZ GIVE ME HORNY FICS BC I NED MY BEDTME. STOEY🙏🏼🥺😘‼️

#WAKE UP ESTS AND ANDWERME F

[huayouzi]

its insane how hard the BedTM brainfog hits i cannot think as soon as i come near this thing in the evening 

[kermiekermie]

bbb

#wann cueels n wanna be tuckkked n annd wan bedtm e storries #but dn got nobey herre :( #wannn someonnd t takke xrse od mee #:( #kermie is baby

[scarletnightsunslept]

Just casually listening to 'Amy's Theme' from DW crying into my pillow. Yanno. Casually.

Damn feels

#its late #and wayyy past my bedtme

[holespoles]

Jessie Marion King "Mummy's Bedtme Story Book"

#Jessie Marion King #illlustration #children's books

[heylabodega]

This woman I follow on instagram makes the most beautiful tops from vintage sheets and I can’t really afford them but I impulse bought one because it had an Oregon Trail print and I was a little homesick for the west coast. Then I bought a second one, because I recognized that fabric as a set of sheets my mom had in the nineties. It came today and when I opened the package and saw that floral pattern, I felt just the most intense, enormous bloom of emotion beneath my ribs. Like all at once that house in California rushed back to me, the exact quality of light in the backyard and the sound of the windchimes and the ugly 70s countertops that have actually circled back around to being quite chic if they’re still there and the willow tree in the front yard and the rose bushes along the side of the house and my sisters and I staying up past our bedtmes in my mom’s kingsize bed in the matching flannel nightgowns our grandma made for us and getting giggly and traipsing out to the living room to perform little skits that had us in hysterics with laughter and my mom saying we were getting punchy and we were supposed to be in bed but of course we never listened to her and she always used to say “you always listen to your dad why don’t you listen to me even when I yell?” and it’s cause of course we were afraid of him.

#*