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11 p.m. is for single mothers
who cradle a glass of wine in their fingers
and wait for the sound of a child crying
they hope will never come—
it always does.

12 a.m. is for high school students
to do homework they didn’t have time to do
after lacrosse practice and dance rehearsal—
they yearn to rest their tired eyes
but cannot.

1 a.m. is for sneaking into your bedroom
on a school night at seventeen,
reminding yourself how tired
you will be in the morning,
convincing yourself it was worth it.

2 a.m. is for star-crossed lovers
rolling in bed sheets smelling of
alcohol and tragic dreams that
ironically lull them to sleep.

3 a.m. is for hopeless romantics
wishing under late-night skies
for someone to talk to,
for someone who gets it.

And all of those people think
they’ve got it bad, but
when 4 a.m. rolls around the corner,
the past sinks into your veins—

4 a.m. is too late for anyone to save you,
for when 4 a.m. tells you,
“You can’t do this anymore,”
you believe it.

—  4 a.m.

she’s a handsome woman || panic! at the disco

but first, some music


Ladynoir on the eiffel tower, hands drifting closer together? Or ladynoir playing tag on the rooftops of Paris? (I am such  sucker for these kids)

i drew the end of the game @lochnessie


Blond Skywalker genes, the secret’s out thanks to the little Matt the Radar Technician incident…

Two sides of the same coin

Arthur Pendragon & Merlin Emrys
The once and Future King & the greatest Sorcerer to ever walk the Earth

The last days mark my re-obsession with Merlin and here we are, I drew something. Funny to compare this accidental piece with the old one of these two (klick) from 2013.

When I correct husbandry, I am not attacking you. I know we all make mistakes—we’re human after all—but when someone points out that your husbandry is dangerously incorrect, please listen to them. Start doing more research. Get more educated opinions.

It’s not a personal attack and I never mean to come off that way. I am trying to help you, so please, please listen.


One of us should probably say something.
About what? I don’t know, the moment? Remind the men in whose name this fight is to be fought? You think they’ve forgotten? No, but …we are emotional beings, after all, and rhetoric is the fuel that feeds the fire.
For 10,000 years, a man anticipating conquest - has stood before his army -

Do it.

they have something in common… either that, or this is the prequel to my drawing of Hans from last May

I’ve had this idea for the longest but now that it’s winter (for pretty much everyone else in the northern hemisphere), now was a good time to draw it. This was my first time drawing Marshmallow and I noticed some mistakes I made in my May drawing so I may go back to fix them. I know that Hans would actually be smaller next to Marshmallow but my cartoons have the head-to-body ratio of a stylized chibi and Hans already looks pretty tiny right now, imagine if I had kept the proportions correct XD


I’m re-watching Natsume Yuujinchou and have been absolutely DROWNING in feels this past week. (; n ;)

Also, downloading the soundtrack from seasons one and two has made my life about 10x better.

@amedotbomb 6 Day 2: Chocolate

Peridot gave Amethyst the basic breakdown of the tools they’ll be using. After the success of the chocolates Peridot made for Valentine’s Day Amethyst asked for a lesson on making them.

“For Valentine’s Day I just made your basic truffles and shelled chocolates, we can do those today,” Peridot started going over the lesson plan. “But I think we should also have fun doing something more complex.”

Peridot’s expression told Amethyst that she was supposed to guess. She thought of stuff she’s seen on TV.

Then it hit her.

“Are we gonna make a chocolate sculpture?”

A nod confirmed Amethyst’s guess.

A huge grin spread across Amethyst’s face. “How big are we gonna make it?”

“Not too big,” Peridot replied as she put chocolate into the double-boiler. “I only have so much chocolate. Besides, too big and you can’t bring it home. Imagine Pearl’s face when she sees the piece of art you made.”

“You mean the sculpture we made. I won’t have as much fun if you aren’t making it with me.”

That went against Peridot’s plan but when she looked in Amethyst’s eyes she gave in.

“Alright. I have to admit, I’m surprised you didn’t jump at the chance to shock Pearl.”

Amethyst shrugged. “Maybe some other time.”

As the chocolate melted the two talked about various things, work, upcoming movies, terrible reboots to classic cartoons, how disappointing a certain game was, you know, the usual.

The time finally came for the lesson on tempering chocolate. Peridot gave instructions as Amethyst spread out the chocolate.

But there was a problem, Peridot was taking it too seriously, especially for such a cute tutor.

She made a decision.


Amethyst ‘accidentally’ spread melted chocolate all over Peridot’s arm.

“Hey,” Peridot looked mad at first then her features softened as she started to laugh. “You did that on purpose.”

“I had to, you were all serious and frowny. This is supposed to be fun.”

“Okay, maybe I was being too serious.” Peridot reached for some paper towel to clean herself off.

“Hang on, I got this,” Amethyst stopped Peridot.

Amethyst licked the chocolate off of Peridot’s arm which made her break into slightly grossed-out giggles.

What’s next for Bonnie Bennett?

So, I’m sure this is the biggest question we’re all supposed to be asking after Enzo’s tragic death (RIP). I have a theory about what’s in store for Bonnie with this storyline and how her story might end. 

Before I jump into it I have it issue a few disclaimers:

1. I don’t actually watch TVD lol the only time I’ve ever even watched even part of a season was the beginning of season 6 and I barely lasted a few episodes. Everything I know is from talking to actual fans, independent research, and watching youtube clips of some scenes. I’m giving this disclaimer because not watching means I’m not 100% about all the mythology and what not so there is a chance I’m missing something or I have interpreted something wrong. 

2.I ship bonenzo and I don’t actually care about anything else but bonnie and bonenzo

3. This is purely conjecture so read at your own risk. I have zero faith in the TVD writers, however I like to think that Bonnie isn’t going to be the only person screwed over in the finale, so for the sake of my sanity I have to be optimistic. Basically none of this will happen, some if it will, or they might shock the hell out of all of us and almost all of it will happen. So again, read at your own risk. 

Now that that’s out of the way here’s my theory: 

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87% of Facebook/Twitter right now: I’m not against gay rights, but you can’t just give Captain America a boyfriend. He is a heterosexual™, has had nothing but female love interests, and giving a straight man a boyfriend makes him homosexual. Stop twisting existing characters to fit your gay agenda and make your own!

Me, a bisexual: 

Resistance (m)

Word count: 4,973

Warning: Hoseok smut

“Three, two, one… go!”

Your feet push into the soft ground, making your body move forward.

“Until the milestone, girls!” Someone already catches up to you, which you can’t make up for anymore by quickening your pace. You stay behind, with burning lungs, exhaustion cutting through your legs - it’s only been mere seconds and you’re already giving up physically.

The only thing that keeps you going is the fact that everyone else is still far behind you, huffing just as loudly as you - everyone except for one person. This loss gets you furious, despite him having to be in front.

He just wants to bring you down.

“Faster, number two!” Hoseok shouts, turning around at a steady pace, simply to give you an unsatisfied glare. Not even running backwards holds him back from creating a bigger distance between you two.

That nickname he just loves to bring up.

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INTP–ISTJ The Quiet Little Dino

ISTJ: I really missed giving people toys, so I also got you this.

ISTJ: *Hands a stuffed dinosaur to INTP*

INTP: Oh cute. Thanks, I love it.

ISTJ: You’re welcome.

ISTJ: Are you… going to play with it?

INTP: Well, no, probably not. But I can let it sit on my bed with me and all of my other stuffed animals.

ISTJ: And you guys are going to hang out?

INTP: Yeah, something like that. It can socialise with all my other stuffed friends.

INTP: AH– but only if all of them want to!

INTP: I’m not going to force any of them to interact with each other if they don’t want to, you know?

ISTJ: You don’t want any forced socialisation?

INTP: No, I’ve been there, it’s not that fun.

ISTJ: You don’t think any of them are going to have a problem with that?

INTP: Oh, no, all of my stuffed animals are introverts.

ISTJ: Hahaha.

ISTJ: You say that with such confidence.