#I’m falling asleep

[ynadhs]

I’ll finish it tomorrow (maybe)

[yquepasa]

Ferrari couldn’t build a rocket ship so now I have to witness this horrendous “championship” fight 💔

[briar-mosaic]

They have to let me buy this or imma throw up

[fight-nights-at-freddys]

i have an issue with dnis, and at this point, i think they should just be changed into do not follow. And even then, I think they still shouldn’t rlly exist.

say for instance, i get on tumblr, you can click on someones bio and its clear cut and simple with the dni, but with stuff like Pony Town or like, discord, thats really stupid imo.

you can block and curate your online experience, if you’re using a site that you really need to block something or someone and you can’t, maybe you just have to accept that site isn’t for you, and that it isn’t your fault.

and the issue with social games, not everyone is gonna click on a github/patreon, go to your rentry or straw page and see that you can’t interact bc you like Hazbin or smth.

thats not how the world works, and its scary to me that these people would rather look at things that might trigger them, rather than take the initiative and block.

[poisonedfate]

arthur is the king, and, really, there should be no surprise that others have his best interest at heart. it should be no surprise they tell him to be careful, be safe, stay on the good side of things. it’s not like this is the first time it’s happened. though, usually, the sentiments aren’t so fractured, full with abrupt sentences and changed minds, always buzzing past the him’s. it was as if everyone had the same person in mind, but no one was willing to spell it out.

he wanted to ignore it, he did. arthur had other things to worry about, but there was something, somewhere in his head that couldn’t quite let it go. and so he asked. he inquired from servants, though they only shook their heads and whispered quiet apologies. a knight it was then. he had planned to seek out leon, but before he could make that happen, the day changed course and suddenly lancelot practically offered himself up.

the knight began his regards just like the others had, with well wishes. for a second arthur thought maybe, just maybe, lancelot would escape his brewing fate, wouldn’t mention the him that everyone else had. where the others had looked away at least thrice, lancelot kept his eyes steady, no tangible nervousness or stutter of a blink. but alas, there it came.

“just don’t allow for him to stay this way,” lancelot said, continuing on as if arthur would understand.

and well, maybe he would have, but arthur had stopped listening. he retreated into his head, attempting to explain away the confusion on his own.

“lancelot,” he said, not sure if the other had finished speaking or not, “who is everyone referring to?”

he could see lancelot hold back what seemed like a sigh.

“just talk to him,” he replied unhelpfully.

arthur wasn’t about to let him off like that, but as lancelot’s gaze flickered away for a mere second, returning back to arthur quickly, as quickly as his expression had changed to reflect a pointed look in his eyes. arthur looked back, and there he was.

of course this was about merlin. wasn’t it always?

*

“do you have something to say?” he asked merlin later that day, the two of them alone in his chambers.

“me? no, not all,” merlin replied quickly, without even looking at him, as he continued with his task.

arthur wished he could remain ignorant for longer, coaxing merlin to answer his questions honestly without having to lay it all out for him. but arthur was set to leave early next morning, and there was simply no time for it.

“then why is everyone suddenly so worried about me on your accord?” he let the annoyance bleed into his voice, but only slightly.

“you’re blaming me for people’s worries? oh, don’t be so modest,” the other replied with a defiant smile.

“merlin, i need you to not…do you not trust me?” he was staring at merlin now, trying to read whatever the other was trying to hide.

“of course i trust you, i have done so until now, why would that suddenly change?” something short of offended played in the way he spoke, though arthur was quite sure it was an act.

they continued the back and forth for a little while, the familiarity of it distracting arthur. he knew he could be quite unaware sometimes, but even better than he knew that - he knew merlin. he recognised how the smiles didn’t feel the same, how his eyes had almost fallen to a darker shade of blue lately.

he got up from the table, walking closer to merlin, not wanting him to slip away somehow.

“it’s going to be alright, merlin,” he said, eyes locked pointedly on merlin’s own.

the other glared back, not saying a word, a shine appearing as he blinked.

[kenqo]

welt fucking you before the astral express lands

[messfcbi]

france and belgium boring off

[mynamesmacsen]

I claim to be irl present mic but if I don’t get another 12 shots of expresso rn I might crash out. So maybe I’m more Aizawa coded.

[delulu-4-lewlew]

If this result doesn’t change within the next 15 mins, I’m switch off and heading out.

I got things to do.

[iamjackedwards]

[arwenkenobi48]

Welp it’s around half past three am and I really should be getting some sleep so I can be ready to install a new broadband hub later on in the day but instead I’m flopped in bed watching YTP collabs and wishing I could bury my face in a pair of massive manly muscle tits

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Brucie Wayne gets into a mild accident in public (read-got hit by a car). And Batman would just walk it off (“it’s barely a bruise”), but Brucie obviously… can’t.

So he has to suffer the ordeal of having civilians call paramedics, getting fussed over, and having-

Having his dead son get into the back of the ambulance with him.

Oh- oh no. He must have hit his head worse than he thought. He thought he was past this…

[lyrelyrepantsonfiree]

andrew touch neil in a normal person way challenge (he’s failing)

[dykecuntfuck]

Thinking of a very literal “this is what you were made for” during sex. They’re my creator. They programmed all of these lewd sounds and catchphrases like “please let me cum” into me. They chose the perfect balance of vocal range and tone for me. “I knew I chose the right eye color for you” while I’m crying underneath them. My hair never grows or gets cut because they chose the perfect length for putting it into braids to be used as handles without being long enough to be in the way. “I know you can take it all down your throat, I made sure it was the perfect size.” Strong enough to put up a fight, but never strong enough to win. My cervix is in the ideal place to accommodate their whole length but still get adequately pounded with every thrust.

[crazy-sydnee]

I feel ridiculous cuz how tf do all my classmates have all this time to keep up with the homework and readings. Is it because I’m working? Or cuz I’m lazy? Or has my sleepiness finally come to bite me in the ass…

Never thought I’d have fomo from not doing all of my work before 

[timethehobo]

A simple visual came to mind.