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cinderella: redo

so i was watching cinderella while doing my nails and waiting for them to dry which was clearly a Mistake because now i can’t help but think -

the evil stepmother was always evil, okay. say her abuse of her own daughters was different than that of cinderella’s - but it was still abuse. giving them impossible expectations, telling them they were never good enough, never pretty enough, never smart enough. and then she gets married, and anastasia and drizella are ecstatic because this man seems kind and warm and maybe just maybe he can temper their mother, maybe with him around she won’t be so cruel. so they’re on their very best behavior in the beginning, they do just as their mother taught - they trot out their best upper court manners in an attempt to get their new stepfather to like them. but it just comes off as cold and snooty and they’re trying, they are, they’re just bad at it. and they see how he is with cinderella, the smiling girl their own age, and they are jealous. they don’t mean to be, they try not to be, they know it isn’t becoming of young ladies. but she gets hugs and kisses and affection and they get rulers slapped on their hands when they reach for desert and sharp jabs to their sides when they slouch and - soon they hate cinderella, not for anything she’s done, but for what she has and they dont

but then her father dies. and it’s all a tumble of things and cinderella is crying and they’ve lost their only chance at escaping their mother’s clutches and it’s terrible. and everything settles and there’s no reason to be jealous anymore but resentment is hard to let go of and they don’t know what to do. they’re only kids too after all. and they’re so terribly bad at comforting people, they can do flowery words and know all the right bows but cinderella is so sad and they just don’t know what to do with that, because they’re supposed to be sisters but they’re not even friends

and slowly but surely their mother starts abusing cinderella, starts making her a maid in her own home, and she’s their mother, what are anastasia and drizella supposed to do? she rules them with an iron fist, and cinderella doesn’t even like them anyway, it’s none of their business.

except one night anastasia crawls into her sister’s bed in the middle of the night and wakes her up. “i was thirsty,” she explains, eyes wide and shiny, and they’re bad at this with other people but drizella has no problems with pulling anastasia into her arms. the younger girl clutches her sister and continues, “i was thirsty and i went down to the kitchen to get some water and - and cinderella is still up! she’s doing the dishes, and she should be asleep, mom is going to make her make breakfast in the morning and -” she cuts herself off with a hiccup and whispers, “it’s not fair.”

“life isn’t fair,” drizella says, echoing one of their mother’s favorite phrases. but her sister is staring at her with wet eyes, and it’s not like their mother is likely to get up before sunrise anyway, she hates waking up, so she pulls herself and anastasia out of bed and off they go.

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Tengo miedo, mucho miedo. Miedo a que el se canse de mi. Miedo a perderlo, miedo a que me deje. Miedo a que yo no sea suficiente para el, miedo a que me lastime. Miedo a que no me quiera como yo lo quiero, miedo a que no me desee. Miedo a que no me prefiera, miedo a que no me hable. Miedo a que no me necesite, miedo a amarlo. Miedo de el. Y sobre todo, miedo a que no se de cuenta de que es mi única razón para seguir viviendo.
—  Dollhousepain

└ All hands aboard for a fuller full-of-OTP-ai version of that short snippet we had from AYH’s opening video.

Bonus just cos it’s OTP:

Cr: Documentary Film ~ Are You Happy ~

So, Miniature Freddy is covered in bike tire tracks, because of course he is.

Tiny Daphne and Babby Velma are getting him and his copious eye-bags all patched up.

Babby Velma pulls out… a suitcase?

…containing a massive computer?

I guess the classic ‘90s Light Beige computer look hadn’t caught on yet, so ‘88 opted for Milky Coffee Beige.

Its startscreen is also a bunch of random fake math, because…

Carl the Animator: “Hey, like how I animated the computer?”

Ted the Animator: “It’s, uh… what’s that stuff on the screen?”

Carl the Animator: “Computery stuff! Code.”

Ted the Animator: “…computers aren’t programmed with random vaguely-mathmatical equations, Carl.”

Carl the Animator: “As far as you know.”

Ted the Animator: “Why does the bottom have what appears to be… a ball and chain divided by…  part of an X made up with the stock of a gun?”

Carl the Animator: “Sounds like you didn’t pay enough attention to Gun/Ball Math 101 in college.”

They examine the tire tracks of Shaggy’s stolen bike, while Tire Track’d Mini Freddy looks on.

Cut to a quite head-pat closeup…

…aaaaaand the tire tracks–

are completely gone from Freddy’s person.

Stains removed in 5~ seconds? I want his detergent.

Too little

So this is a post for all those littles that accidentally find themselves speaking in ‘Little speak’ in public when they feel little. Popular excuses are:

° I bit my tongue
° Wow, I can’t talk today.
° I’ve been around my younger brother/sister/cousin too long.
° I am not awake right now.
° Wow I’m tired.
° I’ve gone too far with 'pet speak’
° I’m a little tipsy
° Too many kids shows, I need to stop all of that babysitting
° I’m really tongue tied right now

I recently went into little speak accidentally and I got horribly made fun of. I hope other littles see this and stay safe ❤


Why did this moment happen and why did i decide to gif it

Slow and Steady

Word count: 1,236

Warning: LOTS of fluff, smut, oral (female receiving)

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Request/Summary: Thank you for your request (I’m so sorry I just re-read the request and it said massage, not shower, but oh well. I probably should have done that before but I could have sworn it said shower.)

After a particularly rough hunt Sam takes good care of the reader in more ways than one.

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It had been a particularly difficult and strenuous case, but it was finally over. All of your muscles ached, you were bleeding from what seemed to be everywhere, and dirt and grime covered your body. After making it back to the motel you slumped onto the bed, relishing in the sweet rock-hardness of the mattress and the course brush of the cheap sheets against your tired skin. Dean had gone to his room, refusing to drive you back to the bunker until you had all had a night’s rest and recovery. Sam returned to the room half an hour later once he had patched Dean up and vice versa.

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Where Have All The Flowers Gone CHVII

At the eve of the second World War, Lieutenant Colonel Thorin Durin sends his young nephews - his only remaining family - to live safely in the countryside. Fili and Kili end up staying with Bilbo Baggins, in his cozy little house virtually in the middle of nowhere. The boys and their Uncle exchange letters, the soldier understandably worried about how they’re being treated, and soon, Bilbo sees it fit to start adding little messages of his own - unbeknownst to him, Thorin begins cherishing those almost as much as his nephews’ words.

“Look at us, bringing fists to a tank fight.”