it is 4am what am i doing

AUs no one asked for
  •  I’m sleeping over at my friend’s flat from university after study group and just got woken up in the middle of the night by their roommate, who is sitting in the kitchen, listening very loudly to the dirty dancing soundtrack and crying. Like wtf, I didn’t even know they had a roommate and normally I would yell at you but damn you are cute. You really need to stop tho dude, its 4am, some people in this house want to sleep AU
  • I am a barista and you are a customer who comes in every day and orders the same thing and today my friend brought you with them, I didn’t even know we had mutual friends and WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT IS NOT ACTUALLY YOUR NAME HAVE I REALLY BEEN WRITING A NAME THAT IS NOT EVEN CLOSE TO YOURS ON YOUR CUPS FOR OVER HALF A YEAR WHY HAVE YOU NEVER CORRECTED ME AU
  • The house party me and my friends threw kinda escalated and after throwing out everyone I found this half naked person passed out in my bed but I can’t be bothered to wake them up now so I’m just gonna go to sleep and deal with it in the morning, they are kind of cute anyway AU
  • (or alternatively) I just woke up in a stranger’s bed and I’m half naked, I cant remember anything about yesterday besides that the party was great and that I got absolutely wasted AND OH MY GOD THERE IS A HOT PERSON NEXT TO ME IN BED AND THEY ARE NOT WEARING MUCH WHAT DID WE DO YESTERDAY AU
  • You are my new coworker and I’m pretty sure I’ve never met you SO WHY ARE YOU LOOKING SO FAMILIAR FUCK I THINK YOU ARE ONE OF THOSE ANGSTY EMO KIDS I USED TO STALK BACK IN THE MYSPACE DAYS I CANT BELIEVE THIS AU
  • We work out at the same gym and you are my declared rival because we have the same workout routine and you are always better than me and on my way to the locker room I passed you in the shower where you were singing the opening of hannah montana and I can still hear you and you switched to the lion king now and even though I hate you I think I am kind of in love with you AU
  • I’m hiding in the bathroom of a restaurant from a spectacularly awful tinder date and you are in a similar situation because a guy at the bar just won’t stop hitting on you and now we are planning an epic escape together even though we only met ten minutes ago AU

So, a new ereri official art is appearing on charaby tv magazine and I just can’t stop looking at it, and thinking…

…are they getting undressed? Or perhaps getting dressed? What were they doing before this scene???

I NEED TO KNOW.

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tessie: i didn’t know i could make GOOD food!!!

i’m that kind of person who you can call at 4 am and who will pick up and listen to your silence if you have no words until you fall asleep
—  what i do for you
Crushing on a friend (Damian Wayne headcanon)

Requested: Yes
Request: Could you do a headcannon where Damian realizes he has a crush on the reader? Like they’re good friends and he’s like, “oh shit.”

  • “I AM DAMIAN WAYNE, Son of BATMAN! I don’t have time for such petty feelings!”
  • DAMN BOI were you wrong
  • would have the toughest time determining what he’s actually feeling
  • like “AM I SICK”, “Maybe it’s the Ivy.” 
  • But like why do I feel this way every time I see them
  • Like you were so close anyway so he thought nothing of it
  • Till one day, at 4am at night it hits him
  • He’ll be hella shook, like WHAT AM I GONNA DO
  • Will not address it for the longest time
  • Want’s to find out if you have someone/ Have a crush on someone first
  • SO any new partners catching your eye lately?”
  • Insert eyebrow raise *here*
  • He’ll be slightly less rude all of the sudden
  • Not that he was ever super rude to you (Never on the level that he’s on with his family)
  • But some snarky comments are left unsaid
  • Insert eyebrow raise nr 2 *here*
  • You finally end up asking whats up
  • He’ll try act all cool like he doesn’t know what’s going on
  • Then you list all the shit you’ve noticed
  • He is low-key impressed with your observational skills
  • But also petrified
  • I might have, as of late, developed these strange feelings toward you, to which I don’t know what to do.”
  • Like you too Dami,” 
  • Like look forward to an amazing first date
  • Since he knows you better then the back of his hand 

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-K

✨ASGORIEL WEEK: DAY 6✨
“WHATEVER YOU WANT”
(FINAL DAY)

This is what happens when I have “whatever you want” at 4 AM while listening to Leslie Hall’s remix album “Songs in the Key of Gold”. I’m pretty sure everyone else drew something cute, funny, fluffy, something that makes more sense to do at the end of this challenge.
But nope. George has this.

The sixth and final entry for the @asgorielweek challenge! I have had SO MUCH fun filling one of these out every day for the past six days, and then getting to see what everyone else did was super fun too. I really enjoyed the marshmallow appreciation during this challenge and just… ahhhh. It was very fun.
To the person running the challenge! Thank you so much for starting this, and I look forward to the next one!!✨

The Stages of  Grief (Herpes Edition)

Denial.
I woke up on a Monday morning; after a Sunday night of rough sex. I went to the bathroom and could barely get anything out. Great, I have a UTI because I fell asleep right after. *Eye-roll*
Days go by, I’m drinking tons of water, drinking sugar-free cranberry juice. My UTI is not letting up. I should go see a doctor.
Thursday comes along and I have to go to the ER because I am in so much pain when I do pee. Extreme burning. Extremely fatigued. My bladder is spasming - which is painful. I get some antibiotics, and some medication to help with the bladder spasming. I am informed that if I vomit, I need to come back.
Friday at 4AM, I projectile vomit all over the bathroom. I resort to peeing in the shower because water helps take away the sting. I cry. I touch my labia, and that’s when I notice it… a bump. What the fuck is this? I take a picture (after getting out of the shower). Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I have herpes.
Friday at 10PM, I work up enough courage to go back to the ER. I get the visual diagnosis, and swabs done to confirm.

Anger.
In the moments following the visual diagnosis. I am crying. My life is ruined. No one will love me. My boyfriend is going to accuse me of cheating, and I have done nothing wrong! Why does this hurt so bad? I should go over to his house and confront him! How is he going to do this to me?! He told me he got checked for STD’s and was clear! I shouldn’t have trusted him.

Bargaining.
Why can’t I have chlamydia? What about gonorrhea? Why did I have to get something that’s incurable? Why me? What did I do wrong?

Depression.
I didn’t move for days; with the exception of going to my partners house to inform him of my 2AM diagnosis. We cried together, and he apologized. I went home, called off work, and laid in bed. I cried. I wondered how I was going to tell my mom. What was she going to think of my boyfriend that she already didn’t like? Should I just commit suicide? Is life even worth living at this point?

Acceptance.
This only came with research. Ninety percent of people have HSV. One in Five have genital herpes. I am not alone. I am not a minority. I can still have children. I can still live a normal life. I am a human being. I am not dirty. I did nothing wrong. Life is still worth living; it is beautiful, even when it’s painful.
Not everyone is worthy to know of my diagnosis. My mom doesn’t need to know. My gossipy friend does not need to know. The only person that needs to know is myself, my partner, and any future partners. Herpes does not change me, it does not make me.

I think it’s really good that I love drawing too much to give up, because sometimes the fact that a lot of my efforts seems “wasted” because I’m not meeting whatever high standards for art people have in order to appreciate it/reblog it/whatever…is disheartening.

The Sirens’ Song

summary: it’s a pirate’s life for Washington and the crew, who run one of the most highly-feared pirate ships on the ocean. Struck by a recent tragedy and a new recruit they navigate the seas in an attempt to continue what they do best: pirating. When they are faced with the impossible task of choosing between loyalty to the crew and finding again what they once lost, will they make the right choice?  

words: 3,068

a/n: hey, everyone! I had this wild idea for a PIRATE/MERMAID AU so here I am because, of course, I have nothing better to do than start another series, right (yikes)?? Anyways, I am pretty happy with how chapter one turned out and I’m pretty pumped about it! Please let me know what you think, feedback would be greatly appreciated, and if you liked it, be sure to reblog so other people can read TSS too! :) 

tags: if you want to be tagged in upcoming chapters, shoot me an ask!

dedication: @sinmineral for helping me write this at 4AM last night lmfao thx my dude


The wind roars as the waves whip across the ship and soak the deck in a freezing, salty spray. The crew slides into the masts, frantically pulling at riggings and trying to navigate the ship around the storm.

“Someone needs to tend to the port-side mast! NOW!”

“On it, Captain!”

The crew is like a well-oiled machine. We trust our captain and obey orders without question. There is hardly an opportunity to panic because we synchronize so well.

The water begins to calm as we sail forward, the boat rocking back and forth dangerously fast over the remaining waves.

“Ahh,” the captain sighs with a small smile, letting go of the rigging that controls the largest sail. “Well done, everyone. It seems we’ve seen the worst of it for now.”

The crew and I give a small cheer, but we do not get too hasty—we still are not completely free of the bumpy waters.

“Should be smooth sailing from here on out, Captain Washington,” the lookout calls from the crow’s nest, putting away a spyglass.

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Originally posted by biumutvarsa

Every time I see this scene, I always end up wondering the same thing.

How do you think the ride there went?

Like the Joker is just sitting back there all casual like with Frost and the other henchmen. And before they jump out, everyone looks so cozy. I mean really. Do you think they chatted on the way there?

Joker: Do you think that it’ll be funny? *looking at gift basket bomb*

Frost: I don’t know, boss…

Joker: *Dramatic gasp* I put a lot of effort and planning into this, Frost.

Frost: *Sighs* I’m sure we’ll all laugh

Joker: Yeah, you’d better…