#now I. go to sleep.

[lunarscaled]

❝ Aᴛ ʟᴀsᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ Sᴜᴘʀᴇᴍᴇ Mᴀᴋᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴄʀᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴛᴏ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴏʟʟʏ ʜɪs ᴏᴡɴ, sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ sʜᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄᴜʟᴀʀ ᴇɴᴅᴏᴡᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ. Tᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴀɴ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇғᴏʀᴇ, ᴛʜɪs ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴏғ ɪɴᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀᴛᴇ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ, ʜᴇ sᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴜs sᴘᴏᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ: ❞

selective + priv. OC, Lyric Gravellese of The Illustrious Dragons Guild. verses for jjk, pkmn, twst, bg3, kny and ( many, many ) more !

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❝ Wᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ɴᴏʀ ᴏғ Eᴀʀᴛʜ! Nᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ɴᴏʀ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ! Iɴ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ, ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ sʜᴀᴘᴇʀ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʙᴇɪɴɢ, ғᴀsʜɪᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴍ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀ. Iᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇsᴄᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀ, ʙʀᴜᴛɪsʜ ғᴏʀᴍs ᴏғ ʟɪғᴇ. Yᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ, ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴊᴜᴅɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴄɪsɪᴏɴ, ᴛᴏ ʀɪsᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜᴘᴇʀɪᴏʀ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀs ᴡʜᴏsᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ɪs ᴅɪᴠɪɴᴇ! ❞

🌙 WRITTEN BY DOGMA. 🌙

[serial-unaliver]

I know a company that does both these things and no surprise, when you shop there, the employees are always miserable and agitated.You should kill your managers in such situations imo. The only reason I receive treatment slightly above this is i'm lucky enough to have managers who are also bothered by these business practices. The water one is especially bad if you have heat intolerance, I was so sick regularly before I switched to a department with more leniency regarding water.

Depending on where you live these things may violate labor laws though so if you're in the same situation look into it. However in my experience any labor law violations happen without consequence regardless

[puppyeared]

made this while watching ep 1 of dunmeshi

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[lesbian-disaster-academic]

i used to be so good at writing strong, thoroughly-researched, thoroughly-edited essays.

as a kid in hs, my teacher literally came up to me, holding my 40 page essay on the intersection of the European witch hunts and capitalism/exploitation/gender roles (it was supposed to be 7 pages...whoops) and went like "this is literally a master's-degree level thesis. what are you doing?? you could literally use this as your final dissertation in a master's program, what the fuck."

NOW??? NOW?? you'd think I'd be oh so skilled. but alas. i can barely piece together two ideas. adhd skill-regression is so so real. im SOBBING

[ayyy-pee]

waking up freezing and shivering, teeth chattering every night because your husband is a blanket hog. you know it's not on purpose. he just can't help it. doesn't even know he does it most times. you'd think after years together you'd be used to it, but waking up curled into the fetal position as you try to retain even a smidge of warmth is something you don't think you'll ever adjust to.

so you reach behind you, feeling your spouses large form wrapped snug as a bug in your shared blanket and you grip onto the fabric. you pull as hard as you can but you don't manage to move him even an inch. you try once more...same result.

"ken..." you whisper, wrapping your arms around yourself. no response. "kento..."

he doesn't budge. you're tempted to just get up and go grab another blanket, but your husband, despite his seriousness, can get quite pouty when you do that. so you tap him hard instead sure to jab him in the spot you know is his most sensitive. this seems to do the trick as he grunts in response.

"I'm cold," you tell nanami and he sits up quickly, realizing what he's done. his pajama top hangs off one shoulder. his blonde hair is pointing every which way and sleep is heavy on his eyelids, threatening to weigh him down again any minute.

"I'm sorry, love," nanami speaks, voice rough and deep with exhaustion, but the sincerity in his apology clear.

then he's throwing the blanket back over you both. only he adds in a little extra warmth as he wraps his arm around your waist and throws a large leg over your body.

nanami buries his face in your neck, adjusting himself so that he can be as close to you as possible. only a few seconds pass before you hear his light snoring behind you. and you know the warmth you feel is from more than just his touch.

[forgotmysword]

Doomed from the beginning

Unknown / Marguerite Duras / Blanca Varela / Ramona Ausubel / Anne Carson / Heather Havrilesky / Michael Cunningham / Lisel Mueller / Richard Siken x Dungeon Meshi by Ryoko Kui

[regonold]

So during a wayne gala, there was a rouge attack shocker. It was by scarecrow he was planning to flood the ballroom with his gas

Unfortunately his bomb was shoddily put together and one of the cannisters holding the gas fell and landed in the hands of one danny fenton there with his godfather

Now unfortunately all anyone could do was watch as this gas can suddenly spayed gas in this young mans face who started looking panicked and backing up before spotting vlad and stopping

Suddenly this kid who seemed like he was seconds from running is now fucking growing and preparing to pounce on vlad???

And vlad just looks resigned as if he figured this would happen

[bacchuschucklefuck]

typical tavern scene

[keferon]

Snow bots au anyone? :D

They're back together a year later because it's snowing again❄️

All right! For context: I imagine them hanging out every winter in some kind of resort (a resort that Blurr owns. Because his bar business has expanded that much over time.)

[iwasbored777]

The guy at the bar: Are you two gonna fuck or fight?

Wade and Logan, few hours later:

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

Like the majority of society I’m obsessed with Nimona

And I rewatched it a million times and one thing always sticks out to me 

There are moments when Ambrosius is surrounded by light like a little protective bubble 

That keeps him away from the man he loves more than anything 

[rapidhighway]

more.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

[right to left]

STILL thinking about drunk chess actually

stupid as hell bonus:

[et-in-arkadia]

aziraphale and crowley try to perform the tiniest most unobservable fraction of a miracle together and they end up producing a massive burst of power so astonishing in scope that it sets off alarm bells in heaven where it can be seen as an enormous purple beam and radiates with a force twenty-five times the energy needed to raise someone from the dead. we’re told only an archangel could perform an act of such earth-shaking consequence which again is the result of them trying to exert their abilities in the subtlest way possible so can you imagine what they’re going to be like in bed? talk about the second coming. in this essay i will

[themetalhiro]

Fellas