friday needs to go to sleep

Steven Universe Fan comic, Dioptase


About this comic: After The Kindergarten Kid, before Gem Harvest. Peridot and Lapis have been bonding during their time on earth, but Lapis still can’t let go the feeling of being fused with Jasper, so she asks Peridot to help her but, things don’t always goes as planned…

Story and art by me, updates on fridays/saturdays. DON’T REPOST.

Wanted to have this ready yesterday but I returned home late :3c so yeah, happy late Christmas guys! Have an extra update~

When I was concepting this scene, I wanted to make them dance Genghis Khan (yall know) but I was listening lots of Wada Kouji and end up liking Grace for this scene, but you can make them dance whatev you want xD also don’t dance in the roof, it can be dangerous :3c they don’t need words rn~

I have been feeling peaceful tonight for no reason. 

There is a big exam coming up for me on Tuesday. I am not nearly as prepared as I should be. 

I have an important group presentation to give on Friday. We haven’t even finished putting together the Powerpoint yet. 

I need to sort out some stuff with my med school tuition and figure our the deal with my health insurance before it’s too late. 

And yet there is a gentle tingle in my heart that is softly permeating my body. I noticed it a few hours ago when I was in the library. It’s still there. I can tell I am going to sleep well tonight. 

Anyways, I love you all. Keep awakening. 

A Night of Relaxation (Spencer Reid)

prompt: “You don’t look this fabulous by sleeping on a couch.”

It was eight o’clock on Friday night and you were already in your comfiest pair of sweats and an old t shirt from college, your hair bundled on the top of your head. Though you had received a few invitations to go out tonight from your friends, you elected to spend the night giving your self some much needed self-care. After pouring yourself a big glass of your favorite wine you made your way to the bathroom to try out the new face mask you had picked up at Target on your way home from work.

As you waited for the mask to dry you decided that you definitely needed a bowl of ice cream to go with your wine and went to get the carton from the freezer. Just as you were about to start scooping you heard a knock at your front door. Putting down your spoon you went to the door, taking a look in the peep hole before opening it. Through the small hole you saw your friend and coworker, Spencer Reid, standing in your hallway, fidgeting a bit more than usual.

“Spencer?” you said as you opened the door, “what are you doing here?”. Spencer looked up from the floor with a slight blush on his face, his smile growing as he took in your appearance.

“Wow, you look lovely,” he played, causing you to stick your tongue out at him in response. “Sorry to show up unannounced but there was a gas leak in my apartment and I forgot to grab my phone when we were evacuating. Would it be okay if I stayed here tonight? I can just sleep on the couch.”

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So, I didn’t get to the gym today. But I did just finish working a 10 and a half hour day. It was a good day.
I finally got my Friday shift sorted and after double checking my schedule I realized I get Wednesday off. I’m so happy. I’m going to sleep in, pack for the weekend, go to the gym and pamper myself a little bit.
I just need to get through a double shift tomorrow. 😅
I hope everyone had a great Monday!

So I’ll throw my 2 cents in, while we are all at it. I don’t think he’ll steal Linn’s sleeping pills. I think he’ll talk to Jonas, Eskild or Even. If we are getting what the Nov 14th teaser clip showed (Friday), he would only have time to take the pills once (tonight), because if he’s back with Even on Friday… then presumably he wouldn’t need them anymore. I think Friday or the day after will be the start of him blossoming into himself, out and proud gay guy with a boyfriend etc (fingers crossed as we have 4 or 5 episodes to go). I also think they have injected us with enough slow angst that they need to pull up before they drag their teen/young adult audience too far down.

It’s happening!

Originally conceived of in this post, the FFVII marathon is all set to go forward!

On Friday January 27th at 7p.m. EST I will begin streaming a playthrough of Final Fantasy VII on my twitch channel, and I won’t stop until the game is complete.  My end goal is to be done before Tuesday January 31st - the 20 year anniversary of the game’s original release.

If that seems like a long time… it is.  The game can be completed in less, but I will need some time to do things like eat, sleep (a little), and go to school… and, this is a marathon, not a speed run.  I intend to showcase the ‘best’ version of the game I can, which means doing all the optional but plot-relevant sidequests that I can.

I would love for the stream to be interactive - I intend to do a bit of narrating / commentary (or a lot if people seem interested in what I have to say) and it would be a total thrill to have others in the chat to bounce ideas off of.  I don’t expect anyone to stay with me for the whole duration, but I’d really love to get a good chunk of the fandom involved in some way and at least have a few viewers at any given point in time, so spread the word!

You’d be doing me a huge solid reblogging this post for your followers or even sending it off tumblr if you think you know anyone else who might be interested!  Never played FFVII yourself or know someone who hasn’t?  Awesome!  You’re more than welcome to watch too.  Whatever your history with VII is, there’s no time like the present to relive the OG in all its 90s glory before the Remake drops!

In the meantime, I’ll be shooting out a few more posts with additional information, so be on the lookout!  We’re gonna have a good time.


Day 13

I almost didn’t doodle today, but that’s cause I was out with my mom doing some shopping after I got out of class and grabbed a bunch of needed supplies.

She is such a patient and helpful person, meanwhile I’m wigging out over the types of hairs the brushes are (I’ll make do with what I got)

Now, if you will excuse me, I’m going to spend the rest of my Friday night playing Sims 4 and then crashing tfo and sleep away my Saturday (jking, I have comic stuff I plan to work on this weekend)

It All Works Out In The End - 15

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You were definitely going to hurl.

Tomorrow was the day you were supposed to meet up with Shawn. It was done. The relationship was over. Why did he not seem to understand? Why did this conversation even need to happen?

Spencer wasn’t feeling well, so instead of coming over after work, he said he was going to go home and sleep, so that whatever he had didn’t get any worse. That meant that you were home alone on the Friday night before you were supposed to go meet with the ex-fiancee you didn’t want to talk to ever again.

Instead of sitting on the couch and focusing on Shawn, you decided to get into your pajamas, pull out a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Chunky Monkey ice cream and watch Game of Thrones on your HBO GO account. 

After running around the apartment and cleaning obsessively which you tended to do when you were nervous, you finally did manage to sit down with your ice cream. Just as you were about to take the first delicious bite of ice cream, you heard a knock at the door. Was Spencer feeling better? Maybe it was just a headache and he felt better, so he decided to come over.

“Coming babe,” you said happily as you bounced over to the door, the spoon full of ice cream still in your mouth.

You swung the door open.

“Shawn, what the fuck are you doing here right now? We’re meeting tomorrow,” you said angrily.

Without even asking, he walked into your apartment, which he’d been in so many times before, and started talking. “I couldn’t wait until tomorrow. We need to do this now.”

You went back to the door and opened it up again, pointing him towards the exit. “I don’t need to do anything now. We’ll meet tomorrow at noon.”

“Y/N, I can’t stop thinking about you,” he started again, ignoring your motioning towards the door. “Every day since you returned the ring to me, I’ve been thinking about you.”

You slammed the door shut - immediately regretting it when you thought about all of the other tenants that were home right now. “So we’re doing this now? Really?” you said hotly, taking another big bite of ice cream in frustration. The giant chocolate chips in the ice cream were the only things keeping you sane right now. “I left you in the past the second I gave you that ring back. I don’t want you back. I’ve moved on. I’m with someone else. I don’t want to get back together with you.” It was very blunt and very unlike you within the context of a relationship, but he just didn’t seem to be getting it, so bluntness was the only thing that might work.

“Y/N, please,” he said, practically begging, “I regret what I did every day. I’ll never do it again.” He saw you begin to speak but continued over you, ignoring your attempts to make him see reason. “We spent years together. Why would you want to throw that all away for a relationship that’s not even six-months old?”

He was speaking with a mix of sadness and anger, but you just didn’t care anymore - this was too frustrating, and he’d brought the argument to your apartment. “Because I feel more comfortable and more in love with this man than I ever did with you. When I think back on our time together, I realized I was content, I wasn’t happy. Now I’m happy. And I refuse to give that up so you can have another chance to fuck my best friend.”

“She meant nothing to me, Y/N,” he insisted, although you could see in his eyes that he was lying. “It was a one-time thing and I swear I’ll never do it again.”

With the fire of a thousand suns coursing through your veins, you slammed the ice cream back into the freezer and grabbed at your hair. “For your sake, I hope you mean it and you’ll never cheat on anyone ever again. But I refuse to even give you the opportunity to do it again. You broke my trust - and even if I believed that you’d changed, which I don’t - I still wouldn’t give you a second chance, because I need to protect myself. You wasted my time and I will not give you the chance to do it again.”

Shawn’s foot was jittery with frustration; he was going through his mind to try and think of anything that might convince you. That’s when he started to really piss you off; he brought Spencer into it. “What does this guy give you that I can’t?”

“Oh, let’s see…love, trust, affection,” you rattled off, pointing at your fingers with each and every thing you loved about Spencer. “A great working relationship, great sex.” You stopped, seeing the anger in his eyes when you mentioned sex.

“So you work with guy? Does your boss know about that?” he asked.

Oh my god. “Are you trying to blackmail me?” You were absolutely stunned. You couldn’t be happier this relationship was over; you’d dodged a fucking bullet. “As a matter of fact, my immediate unit chief and my section chief are both aware of our relationship, so you’re out of luck there.”

“And he can take of you better than I do? I can’t imagine either of you make great money doing what you’re doing,” he continued. He was really grasping at straws.

“One, money does nothing for me, if there is no love. We both get paid a fine salary and even if we didn’t, I don’t need him to take care of me financially - and I didn’t need it from you either. If money is all you have, that’s sad. I take care of myself and anything else I need comes from him. Love, affection, protection. After barely five months, I know that he would jump in front of a bullet to save my life. Between that, his intelligence, kindness, sexiness,” you drew out, knowing that he boasted about his looks, “that’s all I need. I love him and he loves me. I’m over you. We’re done.”

Before you’d even finished your sentence, he had the balls to crush his lips against yours. In the past, the one thing you could say, was that when you fought, the makeup sex was pretty damn good, but you were so disgusted with his attitude and so madly in love with another man, that you pushed him away within seconds.

As you did, you saw the door open out of the corner of your eye. “I guess I interrupted something,” Spencer said, a look of shock, sadness and anger flashing across his face. “I’ll leave you to it.” He turned away, pulling his collar up as he walked down the stairs, a tear falling down his cheek as he left.

Without even putting on a robe or shoes, you pulled Shawn out of your apartment, locked the door and ran down the stairs after Spencer. If Shawn just messed this up for you, there was a good chance you were going to kill him.


Doodles i forgot to post yesterday.
I tried to post the Sans one actually and it wouldn’t let me haha
So yeah lol

   SO, I LOVE BEING HERE. I REALLY DO. However, Tumblr really does tend to be a huge distraction when I need to do other things. I have to get back into a good sleeping schedule ( I went from being in bed by midnight to now back to 3 AM ) and need to prioritize studying and more instead of browsing the dash.

  So, I plan on being here less. I’m going to spend Monday - Friday on my studying and work and devote Saturdays / Sundays to Tumblr. I will also probably come on during the times I do have free as there will be quite a lot so I’m not totally abandoning this blog!

  I just need to prioritize what’s more important and Tumblr isn’t as important as my sleep / education / work. So if I’m only here sporadically please bear with me! I ain’t ditching anyone or ignoring anyone. I just need to focus on myself for a bit and will be here when I can. :’)))

Midorima and his younger sister

[9:05pm Friday]

“Onii-chan!~ let’s play house!!!” Midorima’s sister shouted happily.

“No thanks.. I’m gonna go watch tv. Ohasa is doing a horoscope reading soon. I want to know what i need to sleep with before i go to bed.” Midorima declined in the nicest way he could.

“No. You’re going to play the mommy and i’m gonna be your daughter.” She pouted.




“Yes. Pleaseeee?” Midorima’s sister grabbed Midorima’s leg and didnt let go.

“Fine. You have 5 minutes.” Midorima sighed as he stared at he clock.

“Yayyyy! Here’s your doll and here’s mine!” She handed Midorima a cute teddy bear.

“Okayyyyyy.” He pushed up his glasses. “I can’t miss my show okay _____? I have to stop in 5 minutes.”

[20 minutes later]

“This is fun isnt it onii-chan~” Midorima’s sister giggled.

“Yea sure. What time is it?” Midorima was having too much fun to realize how much the time had gone by. As he check the time he saw that it was 9:25 pm. “OHASA’S HOROSCOPES.” He ran to the tv to see that the show was over.

“Noooooooooooooooooo” Midorima cried out.

“You okay onii-chan? I’ll let you be the princess now if that makes you feel better… It comes with a dress and everything!!” She smiled brightly.

Twitter: @diae_myung (<- da artist)

persephone-is-here-omg  asked:

One day you are having nightmares so you get up and go sit on one of the sofas of the tower by yourself and you fall asleep, Bucky finds you and carries you to your room. And when he's about to leave you grab his wrists and half asleep ask him to stay with you and he lays on your tiny bed so you have to sleep half on top of him and he just cuddles you until morning 💜💜💜

This is what I needed last night. He stays awake so he can keep your nightmares at bay.

Fluffy Friday™

Angry day/selfish ass family

So obviously today was off to a rough start with missing school. I couldn’t email my professor because he even put in bold letters that he won’t take any emails with excuses.
He doesn’t care and we are responsible for showing up to class.
I ended up going to bed because I got 1.5 hours of sleep. I woke up at 3:30, but fell back asleep again.
I then woke up to a phone call from my Dad. He was so upset because OF COURSE TRACEY AND BOB NEED TO GO UP NORTH FOR THE WEEKEND AGAIN.
Mitchell took Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday off so my Dad can pick him up Thursday, they can spend sometime together and then he’s helping my Dad set up for Martha’s surprise party.
Well, of course Grandma needs someone with her (not angry towards her at all of course, it’s to them) so Mitchell called my Dad and said sorry he can’t go and cancelled.
That’s fucked. No. Someone else can stay with Grandma or they don’t go up north.
I’m so angry right now.
I sent Bob a long ass text because I’m fed up with this. I understand family should help, but when it’s every weekend and we have a small ass family, that’s not fair.
We all sacrifice our weekends because apparently they deserve weekends off more than us? Fuck that. They got the EASIEST life out of all of us. Spoiled fucking rotten.
I’m so sick of this up north shit. I spent my ONLY night off from work last week with Grandma.
I was fine and even stayed later because they didn’t show up until 4 ish. That was my choice and I was fine with it. I don’t mind helping out, but every weekend??
Plus, they just decided to tell me that they are going on vacation in the beginning of February and we all need to figure out who’s going to watch grandma.
If you are going on a big vacation in February and again a couple months later then you don’t need to be having little vacations every weekend.
That is not fair to the rest of the family. So now while I am working 60 hours a week, I will have to spend a couple days with grandma too.
I feel bad because it is not her fault, but I am very tired during the day.
That’s when I sleep, and I have school.
Like I said, I don’t mind doing it here and there to help out as we all should, but this every weekend and vacations all the time is getting ridiculous. I gave myself a migraine with this whole ordeal because I’m fuming and yelling. I am so angry right now I just want to beat the shit out of someone. I am so sick of this ‘I’m entitled’ attitude. I hate this family.

No Rest for the Wicked | Open

Weekends were the bane of Edgar’s existence. Not that he especially enjoyed his 9 to 5, but at least it gave him something to do. He could rearrange the shop’s display, dust things that didn’t need dusting, stare out the window at the crowds on Diagon Alley - a whole world of possibilities compared to what he did with his weekends. Sure, he could read, but then his attention span could only handle so much information in one sitting. He could go for walks… Around the borough. Thrilling. And sure, there probably were other things he could amuse himself with, but he honestly just didn’t care enough to.

Nah. Better to sleep through as much of his days off as possible.

That was his sole motivation for heading to the Leaky Cauldron every Friday night: losing most of Saturday to the worst hangover he could afford. That, and if he had to spend one more night staring at the walls, he’d drop everything and move to Mexico. Maybe there was an issue there that he wasn’t handling in the best way, but who even cared. His parents had all but disowned him when he outright refused to find a proper job (‘A Bones stacking shelves on Diagon Alley! Disgusting.’); his sister had better things to do than hang out with a waster like him (even if she wouldn’t admit it); his friends all had jobs or relationships or families to attend to…

A bar seat it was, then.

Edgar got comfortable, waved for the bartender, and ordered a Firewhisky, although he supposed one would’ve appeared in front of him regardless. Perks of being a regular… There was a kind of comfort in the routine, even if it consisted of getting shitfaced. He sighed contently and took a drink. His brain was beginning to slow down finally, and he let his eyes wander around the room, on the off chance that he actually knew somebody. Not that he’d go and talk to them, like some sort of barbarian… He was British, after all; he would nod, and then resume drinking on his own.

Another mighty productive day at work. 

I need to figure out a new gym schedule. What I’m doing right now is not allowing me to get enough sleep. I absolutely hate going during the after-work/class peak time. Fridays I have off and weekends are in for sure, so that’s three days. Might just do Thursdays through Sundays and take three days off for my own sanity. Might even start logging workouts here again.

I also need to go on a date. Chill Boston guys, where you at?

  • Me: I need to get up and shower before heading to work
  • Me to me: You don't need to shower
  • Me: I don't need to shower
  • Me to me: You can go to work looking like a slob
  • Me: I can go to work looking like a slob
  • Me to me: Go back to sleep
  • Me: Go back to sleep. Go back to sleep...

Bearded dude: Is he–looking at me? Why? Why does a person ever look at another person? Because he thinks we have some special connection? It would never work out. Sure, maybe at first things would be nice. It would be passionate. But then we’d discover differences we just couldn’t overcome. He’ll want the thermostat at 65 degrees and I’ll need it to be at least 70. I’ll want to go to Sunday brunch and he’ll want to sleep in until noon. We’ll start to resent one another, destroy each other’s lives like hurricanes until we’re ruing the day we ever made eye contact at the Spice Festival one Friday night ten years ago. The fool. The beautiful fool!

Oh wait, is he looking at the chick behind me? Haha, nvm.

Things I Need in Life

- Jack and Maddie being awesome parents ie. Just hanging out with Danny and Jazz, being chaperones on class trips and staying with each child, and teaching them self defense, even if they won’t learn about ghosts.
- Maddie talking to Phantom one night about how she’s thought about the fact that he’s just a kid, like Danny, and that maybe they could just try a truce, and help each other out sometime- “Do ghosts need sleep, because if so, you go take a nap.”-.
-Danny telling his parents that he’s Phantom on his own terms, no plot forcing him to.
- Danny and Jack Father/Son bonding time.
-A family dinner every Friday that started as making an actual meal, but ended up as ordering pizza and just sitting there taking a well deserved break
-Fenton Family bonding