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astrafell · 2 years

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Geralt "no one can fuck me harder than the way life already has" of Rivia.

#🐺 ( out of potions -- ooc. )#and that is what this blog stands by lmao #also king of bad decisions #my thoughts before sleep #its been a long day

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this-is-mimosa · 9 months

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i don't need sleep, i need to finish my scenario which I made up and left in a cliffhanger two months ago...

#i was going to finish it #but then i kinda delayed and forgot #i am using notes app #to fill in the blanks in my scenario #hasthtags are feeling like insert thoughts #rambling #daily ramble #everyday ramblings #made up scenarios #thoughts #my thoughts before sleep

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trekkele · 2 years

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A list of theories as to why Martha Wayne’s Pearls scattered Like That, despite the fact that real pearls are knotted individually on the strand to prevent Precisely That Sort Of Thing from happening [incomplete]:

One: Martha chose not to wear her real pearls to the theatre that night, as it was a night where there was no one to impress. The string snapped because the pearls were not real, and Martha died for a $100 set you could pick up at Macy’s.

Two: The Pearls, upon understanding this was a symbolic moment in at least one Wayne’s future [and two Wayne’s end], chose to disregard their quality for the sake of a Dramatic Tableau.

Three: no more then three pearls ever snapped off the strand, but to a boy watching his mother choke on her own blood, gasping his name into the suddenly silent night, three pearls was enough.

Four: an opportunistic officer slipped the pearls off Marthas neck as she was loaded into the morgue van, figuring Bruce would not have the wherewithal to miss them. The pearls were subsequently reported as lost, having probably rolled down the drain in the following chaos. Only three were ever recovered, having become stuck in the puddle of blood that was under Martha Wayne’s head.

Five: the pearls, a set Thomas Wayne picked up as an engagement gift and a promise when Wayne industries was collapsing and his fortune nonexistent, were fake, and Martha adored them far more then any of the expensive jewels he was eventually able to afford. She made a habit of wearing them on family outings. Martha died for the sentimental value of a $100 set you could pick up at Macy’s.

Six: the pearls where not real. Martha was wearing diamonds that night. Bone, when exposed to moonlight and the horrified tears of an eight year old, shines like pearls.

#A thing #a thing i thought of when I couldn’t sleep #Batman #martha Wayne’s pearls #Listen they shouldn’t have scattered but who am i to stand in the way of an artistic tableau??#Also having dramatically ripped pearls off my throat before i can confirm it takes a lot to snap more then two knots ok those things are #Made well

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lazy-b1rdy · 26 days

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a helpful hand

first comic i actually meant as a comic? no wayy :0

close up of the lil doodle at the end

GHAHAHAHAHAHSGJHKHDgdsdFQ

(srry for any misspellings)

This is how Stan met the Narrator physically for the first time >:3

dialogue bc i don't think my hand writing is understandable

Narrator: "Finally had enough of that broom closet? Good. Now just fix up your tie and then we can continue the story"

Stanley: [Nope]

Narrator: "Stanley."

"Stanleyy."

"Just fix the damn tie" >:(

Stanley: [Why do you care so much?]

Narrator: "It looks tacky and unprofessional" ]:(

[Ouch! Too bad that i don't care.] >:P

Narrator: "Fine! But i won't let you walk around like that."

Stanley: [Well good luck with that because i'm not doing it myse-]

Narrator: *His hand appears*

*Stanley gets pulled by the tie by the Narrator's detached hand*

Stanley: [Wha-]

last panel is of the Narrator fixing Stanley's tie while the other watches the hands sweating a bit

Narrator: *fixing the tie*

Stanley: *using all his willpower not to touch the him*

Narrator: "See? You look so much better with it neatly made!"

The arow pointing at the hands: 'clueless'

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nexiscool · 2 months

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More Zim cause i loooooooooove drawing him pansoshsbakaoab

#invader zim #invader zim fanart #iz zim #zim #zim iz #digital artist #digital art #fanart #zim fanart #my art #fanartist #i lov this guy #this is just something i thought of before sleep lol

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 9 months

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rough day...

#i might come back and color this. Eventually....#scribbled this after a busy day of lots of moving things into storage and hauling boxes around #i felt a bit like a workhorse!#at some point i sat down on the uhaul w/ my water and thought. Wow. How Does Eddie Manage #poor guy deserves a break...#he needs a day off smh #i mean the neighborhood would fall apart w/o him probably but still. he needs a vacation!#he works too hard! someone tell him to prioritize himself for once!#scribble garnish #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #welcome home fanart #eddie dear #alrighty well its 12 am i need to get up in less than 6 hours and i still have Several Things To Do before i can sleep!#so! queuing this and getting those last chores done #wait fuck. what where they #well! i'll remember when i get up to do them! probably!#yknow 7 hours into tomorrow's drive im gonna be like OH FUCK I FORGOT THE [insert task here]#oh. shit did i eat dinner? hm... im not gonna be ready for breakfast when i wake up #so i might as well add 'quick cup of noodles' onto tonight's Before-Sleep list....#im rambling! sorry!#anyway i have Much affection for eddie! somebody get him a spa day and some shiny new stamps!!!

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deafening-radio-silence · 3 months

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I think that Dr. Christina "I was an excellent soldier" Raynor needs to deal with some personal things before she's anyone's therapist, because she strong-armed more of Bucky's autonomy away from him than Zemo did within the series.

#yeah man make amends for the shit that happened when you didn't even have control over your own thoughts #so she was giving him a way to “fix things” but that wasn't on him to do so #all she did was doubly reinforce what he already thinks - which is a justified but false and guilt-laden perception - about the situation #idk much about therapy but i don't think that they're sposed to do that. correct me if i'm wrong and then i'll go fight all therapists #bucky barnes #tfaws #alpine #my art #thank you for putting up with my drawings of a comic book character and his asshole cat lol #i had to put my dog down recently in a bad way and i can't rightfully get another house dog with my current work schedule #so i got a cat since they can handle being inside for the day and the shelter lady said she's super antisocial towards other cats #she's super antisocial towards me sometimes too but she sleeps on me at night and my house has never been cleaner #now that i have to vacuum cat fur and mind what i leave lying on the counter #i've never liked cats before but she's special i guess idk ain't everyone's cat special lol #anyway i'll stop using my tumblr blog as a blog now lol

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k-martins · 7 months

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We laughed about Megumi falling in love with Yuji quickly.

When it was YUJI ITADORI who tried to seduce him literally as soon as they met.

Like, dude, I know he's drop-dead gorgeous, but you don't need to imitate Rose from Titanic.

#I had this thought a few seconds before going to sleep #and I laughed to myself #my brain hasn't been the same since the 20th #but seriously #why is he lying like that on the benches????#it must be so uncomfortable #imagine how crazy it would be finding out that it was YUJI who fell in love first and is just too good at hiding it #(why am I talking like itfs is canon?)#fushiguro megumi #jjk spoilers #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #itadori yuji #fushiita #itafushi #megumi fushiguro #yuji itadori

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crybaby-bkg · 8 months

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cw: Bakugou dies but comes back to life, “comes back wrong” trope, implied fighting, angst

When Bakugou died, you’re not sure how you went on living. Grief had taken over your life, sat you in the passenger side while it cruised off the highway into icy waters. And even then, you couldn’t find the energy to drown.

It’s why there’s a sudden uptick of energy when you’re promised to have him back. Some top scientists contact you months after his death, tell you to hurry down to the headquarters labs, come and rejoice for what you’re about to witness. And you’re horrified, to say the least.

“This isn’t my husband.” Are your first words when you walk in, watch the figure on the other side of the glass examine its own hands. It looks like your husband but—but his hair isn’t the right shade of blond all over. His nose bridge had a slight bump after a scuffle with a villain. He had a scar on his hand but—but it never looked like it was to sew a pinky beside the other fingers.

“Is that really my husband?” You ask next in disbelief, slowly entering the room. Bakugou’s head snaps up, his eyes a little brighter than you remember but—they hold so much emotion. So much memory, so much panic, so much guilt.

“I left you.” He mutters, his voice raspy and ragged, and you wonder if it’ll always be like this now. It makes you cry a little harder than it should, but you only embrace each other. He’s cold and his shoulders don’t hold the same mass and his back doesn’t carry the same scars. There’s one, jagged and rough, running down his back, and you think, you think that’s where they slipped a new spine in.

“Welcome back home.” You tell him, weeks after meeting him again, new and not totally—Katsuki. He’s stiff and he doesn’t immediately take off his boots when he enters, and it worries you. Makes you think if you’ve just let a stranger into your home, one that has stolen your dead husbands face. Makes you wonder if he’ll be as loving as Katsuki once was, or if he’ll become your monster looming over you with the guilt of not being able to rest anymore.

“I’ve missed you so much.” You whisper against his mouth one night, a little while after he’s moved back. You don’t know why you lay under him, why you let him nestle himself inside of you, why you let him hold you against his chest. Katsuki always ran his hands over your cheeks and neck whenever he held you like this, but this…man, only holds himself up with his hands resting beside your head. It’s alien, how he looks at you, how his hips are methodically measured with every thrust, how he kisses you every 8 seconds. You wonder if he’s more robot than Frankenstein monster.

“Why did you come back to me like this?” You ask him one night, barricaded in the bathroom away from him. You can hear his sobs on the other side, his pleading to be let in. He tells you he never wanted to come back if he had to be like this, that he’s sorry, please let him in, he misses the warmth of your skin, he’s never been so cold before, he’s never liked the cold.

“Is this considered cheating?” You ask yourself aloud one night, when Bakugou is forced back to the lab when he becomes too…un-Bakugou. To sleep with a man that is your husband in every way but? Your husband has been dead for a year now, and yet you stroke the chin of the man that tries so hard to be him everyday, but fails so miserably at it every time.

“I’ll come back to you right this time.” Bakugou promises to you when he’s strapped down to leave for the lab and before he’s sedated. But you don’t believe him—you never did. Your husband is dead, and this animated corpse has been nothing but a cheap mockery of everything you’ve lost and something you will never truly get back.

#I was writing this and then checked my dash and saw another post about this #and felt so guilty and almost didn’t post it aidjdkfj #but I love this trope too much to delete it!!!!!#I’ve written about this in my published book before and it’s one of my favorite things I’ve ever written #there’s just such a deep heartache about having to grieve someone #and then the grieving process being interrupted by the one you lost #and battling with their death even though you still look at them everyday again #but it’s just not right?? it’s not the same??#they have the same face (kinda) but it’s truly not hem #not them* heck #it reminds me of a convo I had in a psych class about making a new cloned version of yourself #where the question was ‘is the clone/new version still you? or are they an entirely new person now?’#and at first I said they’re still me you know? they have my face n body n memories #but my prof told me no!! after they have been cloned they are sentient and are now their own person making new memories apart from you #and I thought that was soooo interesting and it makes me fall in love w this trope every time #you’re my person but only a version. you’re who I love but a newer person. you’re not them. you’re everything I’ve missed about them #so heartbreaking I LOVE ITTTT #sorry I’m rapping it’s the sleep meds kicking in #okay bai #bakugou treats! 🍬#—new treat in the streets! 🍫

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cozylittleartblog · 1 year

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swatchvember: 90′s, rainy day, sleeping

cramming some of these prompts together to be silly <3 they spent a lot of time back then keeping some rich up-and-coming little salesman entertained, he’s one of their best customers. maybe you’ve heard of him...

#deltarune #swatch #spamton #swatchvember #art #doodles #swatchlings #queen #i didn't mean to go that hard on the first one but the colors were important i thought asdflkjdsf #um! ok to tag as ship :) even though it is not meant to be ship they are still just here for his wallet wjhbdfbhj #they're both . drunk. swatch gave him the bill and he paid and left and they nodded off because this is their joint they can sleep where th #where they want. except he intended to come back and when he did they were already conked out. so he just. ''hey thats a good idea'' >zzz #and nobody saw him! nobody saw him they just saw swatch. he falls out of view when he lays down in those booths so he just got to Stay There #... anyway they're plenty awake now ! 😂#regular spamton is a reprehensible little man but bigshot era spamton is just a little guy with big dreams and i would let #him sell me a vacuum cleaner #... that's reprehensible little man Affectionate. but still #i'm so cool i don't need to be drunk to forget how to count B) i just dont know how to count by Default!#before i forget if you see this pleas use they/them only when referring to my swatch ty!!!

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nnnneeev · 11 months

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It always bothered me why solomon has an absurd number of lamps and chandeliers in his room but after revealing his past, i think im pretty convinced

#obey me nightbringer spoilers #my 3am thoughts #rambles #not me revisiting his devilgram before i go to sleep but then i had a Thought #obey me solomon

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skywalker42 · 7 months

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What people think ADHD is:

So I went to my room to grab sticky notes to leave my roommate a reminder on the dryer but then I saw my week old mug on my nightstand so I went to put it away and then when I was in the kitchen I realized there's no room for it in the cabinet and now I'm measuring the wall for shelving units.

Which, yeah, it is that. It's definitely that. But it's also this series of texts I sent to my friend this morning:

#adhd #executive dysfunction #i ran out of my meds before my next psych appointment and it turns out they were working better than i thought they were #so i took an old one i never got rid of that i stopped taking because of the side effects. i was so desperate #i wanted to run and move at lightspeed but i cant and it was infuriating #i was stimming on the drive to work with the cheesestick that i forgotten I'd put in my pocket ten minutes earlier #the other meds are working now and i feel a lot better but i forgot to take them with food and now I'm nauseous #and they really named it can't Sit Still And Gets Distracted Disorder #oy #don't mind me #skywalker42 rambles #i might still be in bed if the cat hadn't gently chewed on my hand #i also sucked in a hard candy while getting ready to add some other sensory info and i think it helped so there's a hot tip #i want to sleep for a week and also start training for the circus

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merakiui · 6 months

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breaking news: my third eye is open again and i'm falling for lilia and his charms.

#meraki mumbles #this is not a drill...... he's genuinely making me have thoughts #it's the general lilia effect #and the sheer whiplash of mean war general versus silly and doting father figure who is also in a pop music club #and he stays up super late to game and so it's highly possible he (at one point) has said 'slay' and and and!!!!!!#OTL and then i'm slowly seeing the appeal for malleus as well #someone inject the fish into my brain before i fall into the diasomnia hole #lilia would be NO HELP if silver or sebek or malleus knocked you up (in your sleep or otherwise) he's proud like '>:3 those are my boys'#and silver... living his entire life thinking people only have sex to breed (because that's how lilia explained sex-ed to him)#so he restrains himself from wanting to have sex with you because he's worried he'll just fuck you like an animal and breed you full D:#AAAAAAA I NEED TO STOP BEFORE THE DIASOMNIA WORMS CHEW THROUGH MY CORTEX.......

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lukaherehelp · 2 days

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A garland, quick, I’m dying! Weave it now, sing and moan and sing! For shadows my throat are clouding and again the January light comes in.

Trembling bushes and the air of stars lie between your love and mine, a dense mass of anemones picks up an entire year with a muffled moan.

Revel in the open country of my wound, break apart its reeds and delicate rivulets, drink from my thigh my pouring blood.

But be quick! And then, together entwined, with love-broken mouths and frayed souls time will find us utterly destroyed.

- Sonnet of the Garland of Roses, Sonnets of Dark Love, Federico Garcia Lorca

#i feel you linger in the air #i feel you linger in the air the series #ifylita #thai bl #thai drama #bl drama #listen I was researching lorca and decide to read his queer poems #and they came to my mind as I was reading this one #and it destroyed me even more that Lorca wrote this around 1935 #were he was still pretty much in contac with his “no-homo but intimate straight friend” Rapún #whom died only two years later in 1937 #and Idk the thought that an almost a decade older Yai could have crossed paths with Lorca and this poems before they were hidden away #is 3:20 AM and i should be sleeping but now I'm fully sobbing

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nedlittle · 1 year

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something so hauntological about watching mash season 3 knowing how it ends...none of the characters know henry's never going to make it home, the actors all found out in real time. but the narrative knows how this ends, and the narrative is waiting with an open mouth. so the narrative has henry prefigure his own death throughout the season. in o.r. when hawkeye reassures him one day you're gonna have to go back and die in your bed in bloomington, henry says that he's done that several times. he complains in private charles lamb that everything in this country disappears except me (untrue) followed by boy, would i like to wake up some morning, look down and find myself gone (true). when he gets trapped in the wreckage of the latrine in bombed he knocks twice for "dead" rather than three times for "alive." then there's the scene in the consultant where he soaks in the pool, calling it heaven but says the water could be just a titch warmer (burning burning burning), avoiding conversation with frank by submerging himself underwater. henry spends the whole season unknowingly rehearsing his impending death. he goes around camp trying on other people's deaths for size, haunting the narrative before he's even out of it.

in conclusion:

#mash #id in alt text #this is a pointless text post #using the last shreds of my brain power to formulate one (1) thought before this migraine takes over #something something tommy gillis giving him the kiss of death in sometimes you hear the bullet #it's kinda fucked up that they were going to have the cast party immediately after like one of the writers should have said something :/#deadass if i'd have been mac i would have cried myself to sleep for a week i'd be PISSED #anyway i firmly believe i could get at least three people into mash based solely on The Hauntology and i'm only three seasons in #ghosts

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alicenpai · 7 months

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2021 re2 and re4 doodles i unearthed, 2020-2021 were the years of art block for me - i drew a lot, but not too many of my drawings felt quite right. anyways... sherry finally got that puppy (big puppy...) and parrot she always wanted! im a big fan of taking a single obscure piece of dialogue/game mechanic/inventory item etc and then drawing it

#resident evil #resident evil 2 #resident evil 4 #leon s kennedy #ashley graham #sherry birkin #my art #this was the time when re8 came out and it changed me it was so good #i rmb watching a let's play of re3 remake when it came out but re didn't click for me . until 8 #albeit i have a soft spot for any of the games with leon. bc who doesn't #i think ive checked out all of the games besides 7 and the spinoffs. i wanted to watch 7 gameplay before i sleep as a bedtime story ^_^#(for reference re7 is arguably the scariest one)#ill continue looking in my folders for old art i dont mind sharing. probably gonna just keep these low effort/old doodles on tumblr only #i really liked doing lineless style and i like this era of my art #but i think for me. lineless suits me better to get out quick ideas on paper. and less suited for full illustrations #i think when i tried doing lineless everything back then it didnt work. and i now know when to juggle my different styles #depending on the needs of the drawing im working on. good thoughts moving forward!#also hm. this particular lineless approach with this particular brush doesn't really resonate with people it seems

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