#should probably sleep now

[justwantedtoscrolldown]

Reading an author's note:

"...atm"

Me: huh? What's atmospheric pressure got to do with the fic??

A few minutes later...

Me: oh. OH. They meant "at the moment"

#should probably sleep now #brain's mushed from reviewing #random

[sam7sparks7]

sometimes people are dealing with yearning and they don't know where to put those feelings, so they open tumblr, scroll through conversations to find a dead thread from when a sex account messaged them and proceed to write a poem in blank verse

i am people

#2 am feelings #me irl #can't post it irl can't post it online #sex bot it is then #poetry #also the urge to show it to people while not wanting to post it #like please ask me about this thing I wrote that I am too afraid to share on my own #should probably sleep now

[memento-fugaces]

why can read be a noun and a verb in multiple different tenses and an adjective?

#had to work out its wordclass for an essay #it wasn't hard to tell but i am tired #should probably sleep now

[radiance1]

Alfred Pennyworth has in fact, perhaps, in the slightest of chances.

Picked up his Master's habit of collecting children as if they were on sale.

He was spending his time on one of those rare vacations he decided to take, it was nice, to relax with only the vague overhanging worry of something going wrong back at the manor that he's gotten very good at ignoring.

Only to come across a child bleeding out in an alley, heavily injured.

He would not be able to live with himself if he didn't at least try to help them however he could.

Such is how he acquired a child he later found to be a meta who whished to learn the ways of a butler.

---

Danny had escaped from a GIW compound, after having been handed over by his family a while after his reveal. He felt, completely and utterly betrayed, when it happened. His parents, while hurt, he was at least capable of actually seeing them do it, but never would he have thought Jazz would do so as well.

They did it so happily, that he wondered if letting him go really was the greatest thing to happen to this family.

He chained, muzzled, all the ways to bind him they pulled all the stops too, knowing how dangerous he was. He wouldn't have even done anything then, too stunned by his families apart willingness at handing him over to the government.

He hated them.

He hated them so much.

The GIW facility was a terrible, cold, unfeeling place. One where they drilled thoughts into his head again and again until he found himself unconsciously repeating them when his head felt empty, one where his body gained a new mark day by day and pushed through tests, he had no clue of even hoping to comprehend what they would gain out of it.

It was a cold, unfeeling place. Placed in a cell of white and nothing else, with low walls and chains binding his body in place until the time came for another experiment.

It was a room he grew used to. One he even held some kind of strange, twisted affection for.

It was a room that held a tiny piece of safety, of rest. It was a room that taught him to hate.

A deep, powerful, disgusting, twisting hatred that crawled from the depths of his cells, corrupting his blood and carving itself deep into his bones. Forcing it's out of his pores until it practically oozed from his flesh.

It drowned his mind, tainting each and every thought, every memory, every dream, every waking moment until he could feel nothing but hatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehate.

When he was taken out of that he could feel nothing, with the drugs swimming their way through his blood that snapped the thin string keeping him between a person and an emotionless puppet.

He thinks that's what the GIW thinks he is.

And when he was placed back in that room, he could only hate.

It was a cycle. Stuck between feeling either nothing or hatred.

He hated feeling nothing, it made him feel like he wasn't real. Like it snapped the thread that held him between what a real person was and a dream.

So, he allowed himself to drown deep into his hatred. Until the white walls of his far to small room seemed to fade, until whatever sound he could have heard became nothing but dull noise.

Until the passage of time seemed to become just a blink.

He didn't know what day it was, when he saw it. Saw them. He didn't know the time, the date, the day, the hours. He knew nothing.

But he could recognize his family. Recognize one of the objects of his intense hatred that he forced his thoughts too. The people who willingly gave him up just like that and one of the causes for his current life.

He didn't know why they showed him them, he felt it some sick, utterly cruel joke. A joke he didn't know the punchline for, a joke the universe sent his way to make his life all the more miserable.

There were multiple of them. Multiple clones of his family. Som within test tubes, some being pulled out from the tubes, some walking around in lab coats. A waste of talent, they called it in his dad's case, a waste of intelligence in his mother's, and a waste of intellect in his sister's case.

His original family was already dead, he was told. Replaced by clones, clones that took over the legal decision to change his guardianship. Clones walking around twisting and desecrating his family.

'At least it was painless.' One of the clones said, talking with his mother's face. 'Far more than they deserved for having keeping a thing like him' spoken by his father's imposter.

The drugs pumping through his system to keep him calm, to keep him feeling nothing was suddenly pierced through by an intense feeling of horror, hate and self-loathing.

He should've known it wasn't his family. He should've done more! More to protect them! To keep them safe! The could've still been alive if he just knew.

In that moment, watching imposters speaking, walking, talking, breathing, with his families faces. He exploded. Exploded with a power fueled by nothing but his intense hatred for every. Single. Living being in this goddamn facility.

He killed whoever stood in his way. Managing to get his hands on relatively newly designed weapon, an ectoplasmic scythe (that also apparently could revert into an everyday item). Which he used to rip and tear throughout the entirety of the facility. He got injured, of course, he couldn't dodge everything, but he didn't care.

A body stuck between life and death, incapable of fully going one way or the other no matter what happened. Gifted supernatural powers fueled by wrath and twisting hatred and a weapon made by man yet in the range of the supernatural.

They didn't stand a change. He killed them all. No matter who it was, man, woman, clone. He didn't, couldn't care. He could only kill, only maim, only hurt.

And that's what he did.

It was then, when the facility was blanketed with silence tainted by despair, death and hysteria. When previously white walls were covered by blood, and the halls turned into rivers of blood and corpses. That he broke down, the overwhelming hatred he felt replaced by relief then sadness then self-loathing.

His family didn't give him up! But they were killed. Kill because of him. He couldn't stand being in this place, anymore. His body felt as if it were moving on unseen strings as it walked through the halls, the scythe shrinking back what it was when out of combat, his mind too occupied by thoughts and feelings.

It walked through a portal, one to the ghost zone, and then promptly into another portal and spat him out into an alleyway. Which he then promptly collapsed and curled into a ball, curing the shrunken scythe in his palm and he was out like a light.

A few days after he woke up, he found himself growing attached to the human that found him in that alleyway. An old man, maybe, but a nice one. He didn't want to meet anyone, besides that man, so he turned invisible when anyone else come into contact with him.

Alfred Pennyworth.

It was a name he clung onto mentally and a man he clung onto physically as well. He wanted to be like that man, someone so nice and caring, someone who didn't mind that he turned invisible at the sing of another person, who let him cling onto him both invisible and not whenever he wanted to.

He did panic when he heard Alred saying his vacation was over, and such that he had to leave. He didn't want to be left alone again, he didn't know what he would do if he was left alone again.

Until Afred said we were going home.

We. As in, him plus another. Alfred plus Danny.

Home.

Heat blossomed in his chest, seeming to replace the constant, low hum of hate sitting beneath him skin.

Home.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp dc #dp dc crossover #dcxdp #dc x dp prompt #dc x dp crossover #Danny has a scythe and isn't afraid to use it on anyone who even breaths wrong in Alfred's presence. #He also doesn't like meeting other people so he just turns invisible #So you probably wouldn't even know what killed you tbh. #Will Danny be brought out of his shell by the combined efforts of the batfamily? #Probably #Alfred saw a child in an alleyway while on vacation and pulled a Bruce Wayne. #Danny wants to be a butler because Alfred is a butler and he wants to be more like Alfred. #honestly I should be sleeping not making this idea #But MEH #Me tired so I slep now byebye gamers

[scaryspagettis]

You know that icarus guy ??

Anyway I just wanted to use pretty colors so there’s Starscream my muse !!

This would probably be the cover of a Starbee fan comic I planed to do

#transformers #maccadam #bumblebee #au #starbee #starscream #art #digital illustration #illustration #fanart #fanzine ? #fanzine #ok I should probably sleep now #englis isn’t my first language btw

[b4kuch1n]

pre-marination doobles. dont ask me questions

#pikmin 4 #captain olimar #captain shepherd #moss (pikmin) #oatchi #I Dont Know what player character Im drawing lmao. probably not pom. maybe pom? #I just think itd be funny to have that guy in the rescue corps who literally nobody knows anything about. oh that? yeah the rookie #just picked em up last training session. they do anything we like em #but due to not having an actual head drawn inside it Ive been drawing their helmet slightly too small fskjdfhjd #but I think I should lean into it. our new guy's a little bit fucked up but we love them. no you cant have them #also akira slide for fun. olimar deserves it #Im sorry that u dont have time power that turns u into an absolute dandori beast old man. u can have this. I give u this #okay. now I go marinate meat. and then sleep #have a good night lads. dog can have a stick if they want to

[favoure]

a lifetime of indentured servitude

used this frame from the mv of "femme fatale" by kedarui as ref for this piece ! just thought that it fit them perfectly orz

#clownzy #branzypierce #branzy #branzycraft #clownpierce #lifesteal #lifesteal smp #mcyt #favourarts #TARGET AUDIENCE ???? TARGET AUDIENCE HELLOOOOOO ?????? #i trapped him in the safest base vid changed my life #o7 doing my work in Continuing The Fandom as branzy said . np king #idk what possessed me to do a full fledge illust for this like #i usually dont have the patience to work on the same piece for days in a row #but for this one I Just Did . Huh .... #OKAY LIFE UPDATE college is crazy guys im like 2 weeks in and thank god we have a cat in our dorm i wouldve gone crazy by now if #it werent for the little fella #also its like almost 1am n i probably should sleep now ermmm LMAO #idk wat else 2 say my brain is not working rn it rlly is sleepy time #okay gn everyone i hope u enjoy the toxic yaois zzz

[amelia-yap]

AUEGH

#ruby rose #rwby #obligatory tiny distressed ruby #my art #HELLO I HAVE OFFICALLY FINISHED YET AGAIN ANOTHER ONE OF MY SEMESTERS #and holy shit it was the most awful by far #i felt like absolute shit the entire sem and was behind in literally all of my classes #it was so shit that i actually skipped a class because of the stress of being behind on work. which i had never done before. #i am a criminal now lmao i feel so bad #also a little mad at myself because i know i could've done better. i've been doing the bare minimum and cutting corners #which was very noticeable lol #im gonna actually split my upcoming semester this time my ass and health cannot do this anymore #BUT ANYWAY I FINISHED MY SEMESTER RAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #COUGHS OUT BLOOD AND SINKS BACK INTO EARTH'S CORE AND EVAPORATES #IM DONE!!! #also my eyes are really red now for some reason #probably from the lack of sleep or the long hours staring at my bloody laptop idk #probably both #yeah i should go sleep now lol bye #ranting in the tags because i don't know how to talk like a normal person lmao #sorry if you read all this nonsense jkdhkfsdhfkhd #but i should be more active around here again!

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

he’s THE guy ever

#death note #l lawliet #manga redraw #my art #he’s THE guy #i love him #did u know i didn’t even care for him my first read/watch through of dn #so wild #that’s bc i was weirdly fixated on light #and i love light he’s perfect and awful and great #but now i understand #L is the guy ever #you’ll never guess but i’m tired lmao #winter brings it out in me #i’ll wake up and be ready for a nap an hour later no matter how long i’ve slept #maybe i should get that checked out #anyway friendly reminder that soon i shall finish my comms sheet and comms will be open probably by the 7th december #maybe sooner.i need to check when my finals are but they'll be in the first week-ish of december and after that i can draw and sleep all da

[hyunniesgirl]

This picture just made me think about bf!lee know waiting for you after your classes ended, because this person in your university keeps hitting on you even though you already told them you have a boyfriend.

Minho will walk to you as soon as he sees you and throw his arms possessively over your shoulders when he gets closer, smiling to your friends and making sure everyone around knows you're taken and that he's not letting anyone take you from him.

#it's 00:54 I should be sleeping but I'm really thinking thoughts that shouldn't be thought #don't feed the delulu #my delulu getting out at this hour #I'm going to sleep now because I'm already posting this that probably doesn't make any sense I'll decide it tomorrow #stray kids #skz #skz imagines #skz x reader #skz fluff #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #skz x y/n #skz x you #skz lee minho #lee minho skz #lee minho x reader #lee minho x you #lee minho x y/n #lee know scenarios #lee know x reader #lee know stray kids #lee know #lee know x y/n #lee know x you #lee know imagines #lee minho scenarios #lee minho imagines #skz masterlist

[an-internet-introvert]

Dan and Phil's tongue laugh

#Should I have made these gifs while drunk #probably not #but here we are #and we must now live with that #wooooooooo #why was this the gif set I thought I needed to make while I am drunk i'll never know #i'm gonna sleep now #dan and phil #dnp #danandphil #danandphilgames #dan and phil games #amazingphil #daniel howell #dnpg #my gifs #dnpgames #dnp gifs #phan

[meownotgood]

pls elaborate on the not-so friends with benefits w aki 🤞🏻

aki never intended for things to turn out this way.

your relationship at work was supposed to be kept strictly professional. you work in different departments, so normally you wouldn't see each other often. but aki somehow finds an excuse to come talk to you every day. when everyone in the division goes out for drinks, aki is the one sitting next to you, hand in yours once he's a little too drunk to dwell on the consequences. he takes you home with his arm linked around yours and his jacket draped on your shoulders so you won't get cold.

and outside of work, it's just sex, nothing special. it made sense at the time. you're the only one aki trusts, and you feel the same way. neither of you have plans to get close to anyone else. it's fine to indulge in each other, isn't it? that's the way it was supposed to be.

but aki has a hard time following through with the just friends part. how in the world can he keep things simple between you two when he's fallen for you from the beginning?

maybe you think you're friends. it's not like you've discussed it. but you've always known how lonely devil hunting has made him, maybe you think aki is just using you to chase away some of that feeling, to get a taste of something sweeter. you couldn't be more wrong. aki comes back to you every time. he promises this is it after another night with you, but it's never the last. he can't rid of this need to be close to you. he'll fuck you like he can't let go, and he'll stay the night to hold you for as long as he can, even though it'll never be enough.

he knows your relationship is complicated. that's okay. he doesn't need anything more. he can't have anything more, not when this is the life he's chosen. at least with this, he can pretend. when his limbs are tangled with yours on his mattress, your fingertips digging into the scars on his back as you whine his name into his ear, aki can at least fool himself into thinking the two of you mean something.

#he's extremely sappy really #he'll never deny you if you want to spend the night for longer than you probably should #you end up spending most of your time sleeping over at his apartment #he's just so nice... convincing you to stay because you're tired #and offering to make you breakfast the next morning #and if you want to hang out into the afternoon that's fine too #I need him... right now... #ask mags #aki <3

[like-the-rest-of-la]

Happy Little Accidents

The last thing Eddie Diaz expects to come out of his trip to Buckley’s Plant Nursery & Landscaping with his son, is to develop an honest to god schoolgirl crush on the guy who owns the place (and not notice that that is what’s happening for an embarrassingly long time).  

The plan is simple. Get in, have Christopher pick out a couple of succulents or whatever he needs for his school project, and get out without infesting any of the gorgeous plants in the shop with his bad plant karma. 

But then, the first thing he’s greeted with is a hunk of a man, carrying two heavy packs of soil on his broad shoulders. Eddie swears he can see a drop of sweat running down the man’s face in slow motion. His t-shirt looks like it’s one strategic muscle flex away from bursting at the seams and Eddie—Eddie feels nervous all of the sudden. And he’s gaping like a fish. 

“Hey,” Hunk-man says as he hoists the soil on the counter next to him with a grunt, “What can I help you with?”

At least Eddie has enough self-awareness to close his mouth.

Or: the one where Buck owns a plant nursery and Eddie stumbles through his crush (and has no game during all of it)—oh and also, there are a lot of Bob Ross references.

Read on Ao3

(With a banner by the wonderful @theladyyavilee thank you so so so much <3)

#9-1-1 #buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie fic #911 fox #I cannot believe this fic is finally done #...it's the first longer fic I've written and finished in probably 5 years and it's the first longer fic I've written for this fandom #I am always a LOT more nervous about posting writing than posting my art because... it is a lot harder for me lol #but - just as Buck is telling Eddie in this one - practice makes definitely better so I will continue to expose myself xD #I really hope you do like it... I was very nervous about posting it and Sarah bravely held my hand during this :D #and now I will be going to bed because it is 2AM and I should definitely be sleeping kdjfalkdjklf #okay... #nighty night! #lisa writes #au shenanigans #the buck owns a plant nursery fic 🪴

[wildflowercryptid]

messing around with my dorothy design again for my portfolio ( + a design for the cowardly lion that still needs some polishing. )

#i'm also planning on making a dorothy doll for my mom as a late birthday / christmas gift #so that's another reason why i decided to work on her design for a sec #i'm not really happy w/ the lion's design yet i wanna play with it more so he looks a bit more unique #i need to give him more sad wet cat vibes bc that's literally what he is #anyways i stayed up late talking to my brother on the phone so i should probably head to bed now #my sleep schedule is a mess yet again #character design #the wizard of oz #dorothy gale #the cowardly lion #🎨 : mj draws

[phantom-of-the-501st]

The Evolution of an Echo

Okay well I wasn't planning on doing this now but I decided to strike while the iron is hot and have now started writing a full on character essay at *checks watch* 22:06

But despite his limited screen time, I really love how Echo has been portrayed this season and I really want to have a look at his character evolution over the course of The Bad Batch and how he compares now to who we were first introduced to in The Clone Wars.

Steph waffle about Echo coming up down below! 🧇

@saturn-sends-hugs @inkstainedhandswithrings

So I feel like the main thing we see with Echo is that he generally has more confidence now than he did before. Don't get me wrong, he still had confidence in a combat situation and was not afraid to throw himself into the action if it meant he could help people (self-preservation who?), but he seems to have become more comfortable with being himself, like he's properly found his own identity.

And I think that that is interesting considering what Echo has gone through. Personality-wise (and looks-wise), he is very different to who he once was but he still feels like Echo. We haven't lost him, he's just become more aware of what makes Echo Echo. Because when he was first given the name, he hated it. He didn't like being called that because it stemmed from people teasing him about his habit of repeating orders. While there wasn't any true malicious intent (the Dominoes were his brothers after all), Echo ended up being the target of "bullying" during his early years in the GAR. He was a rule follower and believed that things had to be done by the book for a reason. But that resulted in him getting teased a lot and I don't think he ever truly built up the same level of confidence as some of his other batchmates. And for him, that name probably suggested that everything that made up his identity, everything that made him him, was that name and how it stemmed from his belief that rules were made to be followed. His identity was in some way intrinsically tied to his name.

However, over time we saw that he came to fully embrace the name ("is there and Echo in here?") and over the course of the last couple of seasons, have really begun to see Echo fully living up to his potential, no longer tying himself to the "rule-follower" identity that he had carried with him for so long. Because what happened to him on Skako Minor fundamentally changed who he was: not just physically, but personally as well. He had to navigate being a new person and that meant finding himself again, even if the person he found was not the one he was expecting. And remember that at this point, all of his batchmates are gone; the people who gave him the name that summed up his personality are gone. The Batch don't know the old Echo and in some ways that probably helped him find himself. There was no expectation from them for him to go back to who he was before because they don't know that side of him. It gave Echo the space to breath and I feel like in some ways there was less of a pressure for him to try and go back to who he was.

Now that's not to say that the old Echo isn't still there in some ways. When he first ran with the Batch, he didn't quite have the same level of chaos as them, didn't really have the same way of going about things. And that never fully went away. Look at the way he challenged Hunter in season 2: he didn't instantly fall into doing things that Batch's way, but still held onto his own beliefs. But that confrontation did show a build in confidence. Echo became much more confident in standing up for himself, for doing what he believed even if that wasn't how everyone else wanted to do it. And so much of that stems from what he went through. Echo has been through hell, and if he can prevent that from happening to other people, then he will, even if it means disagreeing with his brothers.

One thing that has stood out to me is how Echo has begun to accept that where he belongs isn't always in one spot. And I imagine that this was something that had never really occurred to him much until this point because he'd only ever really been in one place: with his batch. I mean, they spent rotation after rotation after rotation together on the Rishi Moon. Echo never really had to deal with change until his brothers died. Then he found the 501st and that's when Echo began to adapt to shifts. He was in new places, with new jobs, but he always had one constant: Fives. And yet, following his rescue, that constant was gone. The place that had once felt like home to Echo now didn't feel like that anymore because it wasn't what he remembered. It's why he went with the Batch.

And I think this change was crucial in building the Echo we see today. It was a point in which he learned that home didn't mean one place. And sometimes it didn't even mean the same people. Home is simply where one feels like they belong, and for Echo that isn't always the same spot. It's where he feels like he can truly be himself and for him that means being in a position where he can help people. Whether that be with the 501st, or the Batch, or the Rebellion, Echo has learned to find a place in wherever he feels he needs to be. And that's why he's become so confident: because he has found where he belongs and what truly makes Echo Echo.

So we can look at Echo now and see the change. But we can still see the old him there - the drive to do the right thing, the protectiveness he holds for those he cares about, and the incredibly stressful habit of always putting himself in harms way in order to get things done - but he's embraced it more than ever before. While his screen time has been short this season, what we've seen from Echo is the perfect demonstration of why he was made an ARC and why he has always been so amazing. He is an incredibly talented soldier and now that he's found his calling, he's flourishing. He's embracing the change and he's taking everything in his stride. He's a good leader, a competent soldier, an incredible tactician, and a genuinely nice person who cares about the wellbeing of the people around him. Echo has come out of his shell and truly flourished and it's amazing to see.

And his humour has come back as well! One of the things that was often pointed out was how Echo's jokey side had kind of faded while he was with the Batch and yet over the last season it's come out in full force. Echo finding his confidence has also made him snarkier and bitchier in the best way possible. He knows what he wants and he isn't going to put up with anyone's bs. And what I love even more is how much the Batch have embraced him. They trust him now more than ever; he's their brother and they respect his drive and support him, even if it isn't the path they wanted to take themselves.

Now Echo still has his struggles, he isn't perfect. He can still be overly blunt sometimes, and he still has his vulnerabilities ("I don't enjoy solitude") but they don't make him weak. In fact Echo is stronger than ever and embracing who he is even more. And we can see where his growth has been influenced by those around him; the soft side that has become stronger after caring for Omega and the complete and utter chaos stemming from Fives and the Batch for example.

And you know what, Echo is a fitting name. Not because he repeated orders, but because in everything he does, and everything he proves himself to be, you can see the echoes of his past, who he was, who he's known and who he grew to be.

#it's now 22:58 #and I should probably go to sleep #but I will always gush about echo #so enjoy the waffle #the bad batch #the bad batch spoilers #tbb spoilers #arc trooper echo #tbb echo #star wars

[hiro-dotcom]

Goodmorning!

#wally darling #wally fanart #welcome home #welcome home wally #fanart #goood morning! #its 3am here woops #i havent slept #i should probably sleep now