I mean

I'm not wrong?

When u want to die but the cultist furries wont let u

raskolnikov lives in the tiniest most decrepit room of all time and somehow razumikhin has managed to fit every single person he knows inside of it

Just another dp x dc idea. I think #6

Im just imagining Danny whose been up for the last week collecting his rouges extremely sleep deprived. He is dropping them off in the ghost zone far away from his parents portal cause he doesn’t want to deal with them.

He debated just leaving them in the thermos but decided against it cause it was bulging at this point.

Skulker makes an appearance as he’s releasing them. Wanting of course his pelt on his wall. Danny doesn’t even notice getting body slammed into a natural portal.

One second he’s in the ghost zone the next a coffee shop on a broken table with a robot ghost trying to kill him. Danny just grabs some guys coffee it was just pure shots of expresso. Good he needed the caffeine to deal with this bs.

He doesn’t acknowledge he stole someone’s coffee or the broken table.

He soups skulker and goes back through the portal before it closes again ignoring the confused looks. He just wanted to go to bed.

Tim drake was confused and mad. Someone stole his coffee and now he had to deal with an unknown potential threat.

Stealing his coffee is what made it personal

Buba🥺

Headcanon that Sirius has precisely zero interest in Quidditch their first four years at Hogwarts. He’d much rather be sneaking around the castle, causing mischief while everyone else is away.

But then fifth year comes along, and that’s the year James comes back hot, and suddenly Sirius is at every Quidditch practice and Quidditch match, armed with Omnioculars. He couldn’t tell you a single thing about the match itself, but he can go on for hours about how perfect James looked.

the hc that Crowley was tortured or something after the whole Scotland thing is probable, but the idea that he was just put on desk duty for like 20 years is even funnier to me.

Crowley, stamping in another human soul for hell for the 15th year in a row:

I was drawing earlier and as I went to draw something, I was listening to the lotr audiobook, and there was this one line about Frodo sitting up bundled in his blankets and all tired and I just HAD to doodle it

I also adjusted it to look like my moot @necrobratz 's version of Frodo who I just ADORE! >:]

I think I might try adding a background and more details to this at some point but for now its just this

The caption tho

(If you want to learn how to “date” Vincent at the Gold Saucer, here is a link to the above article)

Yasmin: What’s the dumbest thing you believed as a child?

Max : That naptime was a punishment.

That goddamn Tree

First week Time immediately noticed something off about Wild. Well honestly Wild was just off in general, waking up in a post apocalyptic hyrule with no memories of who you are or your past life then spending three years adventuring and learning everything from scratch so you can fight a creature known ad Calamity gannon will do that to someone. Ofcourse thst was simply the bare minimum, time could tell and most of the others didn’t even know all that. But that’s not the point. What is it? Wild didn’t fucking sleep.

You see Wild kept asking for watch, Time ofcourse wouldn’t allow this. At first he just seemed adamint to take watch, posibly he craved feeling usefull that wouldn’t be new to the heros sipirt, or posibly craving feeling safe yet again not something new time would be dealing with. What is new though? Not being able to get him out of a fucking tree when It was time to sleep. It was the third day of Wild asking for watch which Time very obviosly refused, he needed sleep all of them did it was solid logic. So why the hell did Time get woken up by Sky for what he thought was second shift just to be told Wild wont come down from a tree. He wished he would have woken up Twilight or Hyrule  Time knows that he scares Wild, but he was up and so was Wild, neither of which should have been. 

"Wild please whats wrong. He heard some shuffling of the tree but nothing more. "I need words kids" nothing, at this rate he'd be up all night trying to get this kid down.(and this was deffintly not going to help with the whole, kid being scared of him thing) the whole joke might be that hes an old man but he does infact need sleep like one. But guess  who doesn’t, Twilight. Okay so waking up Twilight might make him grumby but the kid will only ever get close to Twilight, that also might be a bit of a lie. He loves Wolfie, not so much Twilight, but hes still better with Twi then him. 

"So the cub wont come out, like at all?" Time shook his head. "He likes you" 

"he likes wolfie" ofcouse Twilight would not want to, that’s almost all he talks about, how the kid wont get close to him. "Then turn into Wolfie, he loves you" luckily he agreed and walked off. 

Comeing in quitly as to not wake up the others could be a bit of a struggle at times, but wolfie was now next to time looking up at wild in the goddamn tree refusing to even face him. "Wild Wolfies here!" with a bark to confirm Wild turned around so fast Time thought he was going to fall down. He saw Wild grabbing at Wolfie seeming to be at war with himself in weather he should go down and be with Wolfie or stay up there, Time had no idea why Wild was even even up there, I mean he they all had there little things, weather it was truama based or just something they were used to but Wild not sleeping and just being in a tree every night unforntunitly would not work, hell if Wild wanted to sleep in the tree Time would let him at this point. Sure hed rather him sleep on the ground with everyone else, keep everyone in just one spot ya know. But hell if he could get him to sleep that be a win for Time. Wolfie kept barking at Wild jumping up on the base of the tree, he eventully got Wild to reach a hand down where Wolfie gently grabed it in his mouth. It was almost like the two were having a conversation through body languge, hell maybe they were Wild seemed much more comfrtoble with animals annd well in trees. It took like 30 minutes but Wolfie finally got Wild to climb down, well more like fall down but ya know hes down and that’s all that matters. Wild seemed tired so Time decided to let him rest hopefully sleem(On the ground) and talk about this in the morning, also he despretly wanted to sleep and was in no way awake enough for this conversation. 

It was now dinner time now, they had a whole day of traveling everyone exept Wild was exahsted(He loved walking through just nature) and Wolfie was here sitting with Wild a bit away from the group, Time figured now was a good time for the conversation, it was evning but no one was seddling down to sleep yet. Time went to sit next to Wild down just one the ground Wild was just leaning down on Wolfie seemed like he was relaxing but when he got closer Time saw how wide Wilds eyes were as they darted around the camp almost watching over it worried something would jump them. "Hey Wild" he saw him stiffin up lifting himsef up from Wolfie who also stiffend up a little bit much less then Wild though. "its not bad, its just about last night, Im going to need you to sleep as best as you can okay, you don’t need to keep watch, no one has failed watch before everyone is very carfule, and were all gonna need to sleep so we can be at our best for traveling and fighting." Wild just stared at him blankly, Hylia above how did he go from looking borderline fearal to nothing at all. Time didn’t know what else to say so he stood up to leave. "just think about what I said, we all want to help and portect eachother Wild." the blank stair again. 

It was a small whisper he didn’t even know if Wild said it but it surprised evens scared Twilight for a second. "Twi when do you think I can do watch again"

Jon in season 4 [singing to himself to the tone of “me, myself, and I”]:

🎵It’s just me, myself, and eyes🎵

Dottore is such a mess when he sleeps, how does Pantalone even let him into the bed?

I am not joking, this man has cold feet. And in the frozen palace that's quite literally made of ice he doesn't wear socks to sleep (cough, cough dumbass) or more than a single layer. So half the night is him clinging to Pantalone because he's cold. Babytorre is not happy because he gets squished between his parents, which means he gets a facefull of shoulder or hair (or flying fists) either way. Which he is not happy about at all.

And the fights that have broken out just because of Dottore's cold ass feet. Full on fisticuffs, no holding back. You would've thought he'd killed Pantalone's mother, from the sheer volume of the confrontations.

Passive aggressive sock gifting is now a thing between the two, along with a hair net, a separate blanket, and a whole other bed. It got to the point that Pierro had to step in and tell them to both "stop wasting Her Majesty's treasury on trivial matters".

Pantalone still knitted Dottore a whole ass set of fuzzy socks as a last laugh.

Thank goodness Babytorre grew up to the point that he sleeps by himself, else he'd be stuck between them forever.

Dottore also snores when he gets to deep deep sleep. Pantalone is very much considering stifling him in his sleep because of this.

Sleepy pug

Yesterday's doodle..on Discord...😅

Izuna reviewing the Uchiha treaty.

i used to be so good at writing strong, thoroughly-researched, thoroughly-edited essays.

as a kid in hs, my teacher literally came up to me, holding my 40 page essay on the intersection of the European witch hunts and capitalism/exploitation/gender roles (it was supposed to be 7 pages...whoops) and went like "this is literally a master's-degree level thesis. what are you doing?? you could literally use this as your final dissertation in a master's program, what the fuck."

NOW??? NOW?? you'd think I'd be oh so skilled. but alas. i can barely piece together two ideas. adhd skill-regression is so so real. im SOBBING