#i have an exam in the morning

[pppuri]

Every single person who watched the stream speeding to wiki to change wilbur and dream’s relationship to negative

#wilbur soot #tommyinnit #dream smp #dsmp #dsmp fanart #pppuri art #this is so lazy I’m sorry #I have an exam in the morning #it’s like 5 am now 😭 #but I needed to get this out of my system

[naivesilver]

(Did I get so mad at Piccolino no Boken that I wrote an entire Pinocchio Swap ficlet about it? Yes, yes I did.)

😈😈😈😈

"We have a problem," Emma announces, much to Regina's chagrin.

"What do you mean, we have a problem?" The mayor asks, already dreading the answer she might receive. "I thought you'd already sent all of those kids back where they came from."

Which has already been disrupting enough to her sanity, mind you. Regina could have countenanced the existence of multiple, variegated versions of Pinocchio scattered across other worlds, and she was more than willing to intervene herself when she found out they'd been misplaced in one another's land, but it's the fact that they all had to come to Storybrooke before returning home that will likely plague her nightmares for a while.They won't ever regain their status as a quaint, peaceful little town again, she fears.

Emma pulls a face that is all but reassuring. "Yeah, that might be the issue here, actually."

"What?"

Instead of replying, Emma gestures vaguely behind herself, where August is making his way towards them. For a moment Regina thinks the man himself might be the aforementioned problem (which, on a common day, would be far from a stretch), but then she notices he's leading one of his miniature doppelgangers by the hand, a tiny little puppet with a red hat and an hesitant look on his face, half-hidden behind August's leg.

"Now what do we have here?" She mutters, feeling as though she shouldn't be so surprised by anything that happens to her, at this point.

August gives her a small smile. "Hey there. We- well, Pinocchio would like to make a request."

He crouches down to the other's eye level, gently coaxing the boy out of his hiding spot. "Go on. Tell the mayor what you told me. She looks scary, but she's a friend, I promise."

Pinocchio regards Regina with wide, uncertain eyes for a bit, pressing his lips together rather than saying anything, but after August nudges him again he clears his throat and speaks up, loud and clear.

"I don't want to go back. I want to stay here. Please."

He must be one of the youngest, this Pinocchio. Some of the other kids, made of wood and flesh alike, were already gangly and disgruntled like Henry used to be while on the verge of puberty, and there was one that looked suspiciously bald under his pointy hat, but the boy's voice is high and reedy, carrying the hint of an accent and betraying him as no older than six or seven in spirit.

That makes his request all the more disconcerting. Regina blinks, stunned, then manages to rasp back: "Excuse me?"

"I want to stay here. I don't- Don't make me leave. Please."

Emma shoots Regina a sideways glance, mouthing something that looks suspiciously like What did I tell you?, then bends down to address the kid from up close and personal, coaxing out a thin smile.

"No one's making you do anything," she says, not unkindly. "But are you sure that this is what you want? Don't you want to see your family again?"

Pinocchio shrugs, looking frighteningly dismissive. "That's fine. They'll be happier if I'm not around."

"You don't mean that. What about your father? He'll miss you, won't he?"

"I don't know. Maybe. But he said he'd leave me with the good fairy until I learned how to behave, and no one was letting me go back anyway, so…"

"Well, you've been behaving well enough for me," August says reassuringly, patting him on the shoulder. "You wouldn't be going back to her unless you want to."

Pinocchio nods, looking at his feet. "I know. Her house isn't there anymore. I checked. The tomb was still there last time."

"Tomb?" Regina echoes, perplexed. "What tomb?"

"The fairy's. I thought she was dead, but she was just angry that I'd ran away, so she made her house invisible and put a tomb there, to see what I would do. I think she became a dove, after, but I'm not sure. Everyone said it sounded weird when I told them."

Frankly, she isn't sure if she ought to believe her ears. She turns briefly to August, who regales her with an half-hearted, unsurprised shrug. "It's more common than you think. A few of the other boys said the same thing."

"She…Wait a minute, did Blue do that to you as well?"

The man grins ruefully, though it doesn't reach his eyes. "Didn't need to. She had, ah...better tricks up her sleeve to make me behave."

Regina feels vaguely sick, not to mention somewhat furious - on behalf of who, she isn't sure yet. "You're right. I agree. The fairy's out of the question. But your father, kid…"

"Geppetto will be fine. He said he was better off without me anyway. That he should have kept me tied up with strings."

That is...certainly something. She tries to picture Marco, loud, helpful Marco saying that kind of stuff to his son, but she fails immediately. It's too outlandish to even contemplate, and because of that, she's already failed in standing her ground.

"Regina," Emma interjects, glancing from her to that pair of rascals, "those passages we opened for the others- we can make them whenever we want, right?"

"If you give me a little warning beforehand, yeah." Regina knows exactly what is being suggested here, and she'd be lying if she said she isn't grateful for having a way out of this conundrum. "Alright. You can stay, if that's what you really want."

Pinocchio brightens up considerably in the span of a second, like a neon sign. "Really?"

"Really. We can think about your options later, if you change your mind. I just hope you won't feel lonely around here."

"I won't!" The boy looks positively giddy now, all but bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Everyone's been nice to me here. And I have Gina with me, anyway."

"Who's Gina?"

And then, the damnedest thing- the boy takes off his hat. Underneath said hat, a small, ruffled duckling sits on his head, its feathers a yellowish white and a genial expression on its snout.

Regina stares at it, dumbfounded. The duck stares back placidly, then smiles and opens its beak, but instead of letting out an obnoxious quack-

"Good morning," it- she says brighly, with the squeaky voice of a young girl. Pinocchio is smiling from ear to ear, now, and August looks far too pleased with himself for this little charade to be entirely unexpected.

For God's sake. That's it. Regina is never going to lend a hand to any of these guys ever again.

#pinocchio swap #pinocchio #ouat #fanfic #I have an exam in the morning #but I wrote the bare bones of this while doing cardio at the gym #so technically I was ALREADY taking a break from studying #please don't gang up on me

[solazu1]

Okay, guys, I SWEAR to you all I draw normal marble hornets shit and it’s not all shitposts of jam it just happens that it’s the funniest thing to post. Also don’t mind the design to timeline inconsistency okay? Okay!

#jam marble hornets #marble hornets #mh jay merrick #mh tim wright #mh alex kralie #alex kralie #jay merrick #tim wright #mh jam #The insanity never ends #I have a history exam I gotta take in the morning what the fuck am I doing #It’s 12 am. I Need sleep

[noxious-fennec]

A redraw of an old thing because exam season is the only time i get creative energy ig

#but no fr i just came home from 2 consecutive exams. like consecutive as in one after the other in 2 hours #next week is all finals and theyre all like 2 hours 1 in the morning and 1 in the afternoon like bro #whatevs tho medical update THE MEDS ARE WORKING alhamdulilallah i feel im getting way more energy :) #2 years on immunosuppressants and at least 3 months of corticosteroids which means no salt :( BUT we are getting thru it #im cooking again :') #ok enough my life is not what you're here for. idk if cbeeduo at the end of 2023 *is* but idc #i just rly missed them yk and the vibes and the place i was in plus i have fun drawing them so suck it #i hope my good cbee mutuals enjoy this love yall #my art #dsmp fanart #cranboo #ctubbo #cbeeduo #fashion notes for the cool peeps still reading is i am dying on the hill that cranboo was decked in a 70s aunt wardrobe argue with the wall #also tubbo cowboy cus. like. look at him. #will probably draw tommy next i rly miss him. nothing big as always im a doodle kinda guy at heart #anyway xoxo love yall still here <33 #fennec. art

[lady-tortilla-chip]

I saw a rant about how the back and forth between Fyodor and Dazai is ridiculous at this point and like. I think that’s the point. The point is that one is not actually superior to the other in regards to intellect so they are ALWAYS going to be stuck in this cycle of ‘well I thought of/planned/predicted that!’.

The difference is in their connections and what those connections are made of. I find it fascinating actually that Fyodor thinks he’s won because he STOLE gravity away from Dazai and claimed Dazai didn’t even know how to use it when he had it! The thing is though, Chuuya doesn’t seem to be under Fyodor’s control anymore and he hasn’t ever chosen the people who try to use him like an object over Dazai. And despite the four years of separation (which was longer than their time together) he always came when Dazai expected him to.

And I’m thinking he expects him to now which would ultimately be what tips the scale in Dazai’s favor. Because where Fyodor sees a tool Dazai sees his partner. I’m also thinking Chuuya isn’t the only key to success here and that was why he chose Sigma too (if the points where he thinks about the ADA not using each other is any sort of foreshadowing).

#also actually I have some more to write on the differences between Fyodor and Dazai and how they see Chuuya specifically #also kinda obsessed rn with the idea of Sigma being what changes everything around ultimately #like yes Chuuya is there but if this actually IS some kind of entrance exam (which would be AMAZING) sigma will have to shine somehow here👀 #ALSO by he hasn’t ever chosen anyone over dazai before I mostly mean like #in the given situation where it was working dazai and getting to broader horizon of understanding or of choice he’s always chosen thay #and Dazai very much represented that especially in the beginning even if Chuuya ultimately being and staying with the Pm— #isn’t the greatest outcome for him #ANYWAY AM RAMBLING UPON THIS FINE MORNING #bungou stray dogs #bsd #nakahara chuuya #dazai osamu #Soukoku #Fyodor Dostoyevsky #BSD manga spoilers #BSD manga #BSD spoilers

[todayisafridaynight]

good morning

#rgg #ryu ga gotoku #ryu ga gotoku 3 #yakuza series #yakuza 3 #minedai #yoshitaka mine #daigo dojima #snap sketches #'good morning' <posts at night. IDIOT #just a lil somethin some in between commission stuff #i just think mine could have been fixed if daigo gave him a lil kiss on screen #just a lil smooch even #with tongue #PLEASE i have to rb that comic i did of The BL Author Entered The Chat #god why am i so funny #ok bye im gonna uhhhhhh oh god when did it become 10PM #ugggGHHH what a week im gona throw up #it's thursday tomorrow we got this babes.. almost done. and then i have exams ☠️☠️☠️☠️

[hiraethminds]

Okeryrm

#Sorry #ninjago #lloyd garmadon #but I’m not really that sorry I love classpecting characters #It’s one am I have exams in the morning I need to post while I’m too tired to feel self aware

[that-sad-guy]

[gestures vaguely]

yeah

#mine #ace attorney #lana skye #miles edgeworth #simon blackquill #bobby fulbright #ema skye #phineas filch #klavier gavin #apollo justice #kristoph gavin #spent a frankly ridiculous amount of time picking these out #its 1 in the morning and i have an exam tomorrow

[sandovore]

I made a list of lifesteal things/people I wanted to draw, so that was the first one !

Mapicc is no longer an alien because i forgot he was still green when they traveled and died on the leo-moon

#im not fond of doing digital art #but i still have to get used to draw on my babygirl tablet again (i love that thing. mine.) #just take it #i didn't look for any astronaute suit reference at all #it also means that there wasn't any astronaut on tv for 3 weeks because i started it three weeks ago #im not good w/ colors these are here because i like them with white i swear #BECAUSE OF THE EXAMS I PASSED THIS MORNING #leowook #branzy #woogiex #mapicc #lifesteal smp #lssmp #lifesteal fanart #sando.draws

[vafl1a]

inspired by @datemptyvessel‘s flowers meme!! omg i love this animation so much, I have watched this animation millions of times Six and Mono so cute there sob qq I couldn't help but do something about it

#IS THIS A COMPLETE ART? NOT SKETCH? I HAVE LIVED TO THIS MOMENT #I don't think this art came out so good but I'm quite happy with it #I could do better but damn it it's night and I have a math exam in the morning #little nightmare #little nightmare 2 #little nightmares #little nighmares 2 #littlenightmare #little nightmare fanart

[gummiiismiles]

a redraw i forgot to post! (first one’s from 2018ish haha!)

the second one was from a few days ago, and took me aboutttt 30 minutes? ye.

procrastination’s one hell of a motivator lol

#legend of zelda #loz #zelda #ocarina of time #legend of zelda ocarina #fanart #tloz #loz fanart #sheik #loz oot #redraw #i literally have an exam tomorrow morning and yet here i am. still in the brainrot. fml lol

[redgoldblue]

i'm. sobbing [x]

#i say this like i haven't been metaphorically sobbing since watching it two hours ago #but !! people KNEW #THIS feels so much like... validation without pandering #yeah some people are going to be surprised this isn't a sudden flip of everything that's happened before #and it's not a 'you were idiots for thinking it probably wouldn't ever happen' #but ALSO some of his family basically already knew! it's also a 'you weren't idiots for seeing it all along' #everything oliver's saying is that and god bless him for it but this is confirming the SHOW ITSELF will also say that #also i have got to assume one of the not surprised people is probably Maddie and i cannot wait #i also can't wait for Hen to find out she's gonna be so proud #911 #911 spoilers #Buck Bothered and Bewildered #Evan Buckley #Oliver Stark #mine #god I had an exam this morning and it’s almost 3am I should be exhausted #*this morning and yesterday #but the adrenaline rush. I’m still flying #as someone else said and I feel nov 5th in this chilis tonight

[smolmakerel]

Life after the Ghostface killings in New York City was somewhat peaceful. As peaceful as it could be with the entire internet hounding you that you were going to end up becoming a serial killer like your dad.

If Sam had it her way, she would ban the internet. Because, honestly? Most of them were a bunch of incels (whatever that even meant. Sam overheard Mindy saying Richie was an incel and assumed it to mean a shitty person - which, true) who needed a positive social life.

And incels were why Sam usually stayed inside nowadays, because she didn't want to deal with shitty people trying to kill her. Again. For the third time.

Literally isolating herself led to the worst possible outcome.

For Tara.

"Um, Sam?"

Sam didn't bother putting the impact driver in her hand down. She whipped around and grinned at her bemused and annoyed sister coming into the living room.

Tara eyed the power tool in Sam's hand, the few screws poking out of her teeth, and the halfway-put-together hammock limp on the floor.

"Is there a reason why you're drilling holes in the wall?" Tara deadpanned, pulling her arms tight across her chest.

Sam looked down at the hammock as if it was obvious. It was kind of obvious. No, it was really obvious. The hammock was still half drilled into the wall and patiently waiting to be stuck across the room to stretch out. She opened her mouth to let the screws fall into her palm.

"I'm hanging a hammock."

"Why?"

"Because?"

"At 2 in the morning?" Sam went to open her mouth to defend herself, but Tara quickly narrowed her eyes and spoke up again. "When I have a final worth 40% of my grade at 9 in the morning?"

Sam slowly closed her jaw.

Tara held her angry glare for exactly 10 seconds before her shoulders dropped as she sighed. She trudged to the chair and curled up in it, patiently watching Sam watching her. Sam perked up at the silent "go on" from her sister.

"It was supposed to be a surprise for you," Sam admitted. She began to stretch the hammock to the other wall and used her stud finder on the wall. She sighed. "I guess I lost track of time."

Tara raised an unimpressed eyebrow. "So you haven't eaten all day?"

Sam laughed at that, nearly slipping and drilling her hand to the wall. Tara jolted at that but calmed down once Sam continued to laugh.

"That's my line, Tara." Sam tugged on the newly drilled hammock and sighed once she was satisfied it wasn't coming down. "Do you like it?"

"I think I'd like it even more if I didn't have to wake up during the installation."

Ok. Fine. Whatever.

Sam dramatically rolled her eyes and discarded the impact driver and stud finder on the half of the couch the hammock didn't cover. She flopped onto the hammock with a groan, hands behind her head.

"I'll just use it then," Sam teased with her eyes closed, "since someone doesn't appreciate honest work."

She could feel the side eye Tara was giving her, and she couldn't help but feel slightly panicked.

Did Tara really not like the gift? Was it over the top? Did it remind Tara too much of... before?

Before Sam could mentally degrade herself about how she should've known better than to burden Tara with this gift, the hammock rocked.

Sam snapped her eyes open at the tipping of the hammock and immediately threw her foot down to the floor for stability. Tara, from Sam's sudden movement, fell the rest of the way into the hammock.

Tara wriggled around, trying to get comfortable, and Sam laid as still as she could. As soon as Tara relaxed, almost completely on top of her older sister, Sam wrapped her arms around Tara and squeezed.

"Gotcha!" Sam said with a kiss to the crown of her head.

Tara grumbled, exhausted.

It was quiet after that. Sam rubbed soothing circles into Tara's back and hummed whatever song came to mind.

"Sammy?" Tara's tired voice slurred into Sam's shoulder. Sam hummed. "I love it; thank you so, so much. I feel like a kid again."

Sam swallowed. Wow. No one had ever really shown appreciation for the things she gave them. To hear how much Tara loved it made Sam love the gift too.

"It's nothing," Sam tried to downplay how happy she was, but the pitch in her voice gave it away.

Tara nuzzled deeper into her sister's bodywarmth, and Sam reached out to snag the wooly blanket from the couch beneath the hammock and toss it over them. Humming, Tara fully relaxed.

"Dos oruguitas," Sam softly sang, tucking Tara's hair behind her ear, "enamoradas.¹"

"Pasan sus noches," Tara mumbled, not even bothering to try and sing right now, "y madrugadas.²"

Sam snorted. Her foot began to lightly kick against the ground to sway the hammock.

The whir of the heater drowned out the honking outside of people rushing to get home and out of the way of the incoming snow storm.

Tara's shoulders hitched, drawing Sam's attention to them. Her eyes went wide when warm tears began to soak her shirt collar.

"Tara? Mi mariposa, ¿qué ocurre?" Sam lifted the two of them up enough so she could wipe away the tears flowing down Tara's cheeks. Each tear was a punch to the gut, and Sam wanted nothing more than to lightly assault whatever made Tara cry. "¿Estás bien?³"

Tara shook her head. "No es nada.⁴ I was thinking about our backyard. We used to do this all the time." She laughed wetly, full of tears. "I didn't know how much I missed it until now."

So... Sam needed to lightly assault herself. Got it.

At least she could make up for all of those afternoon naps in their backyard hammock she missed now.

"Me too," Sam agreed with a smile. She cupped Tara's face and kissed her forehead, and Tara sank into the action with a tired sigh. "Now -" Sam pulled back with a mock stern glare -"you're going back to sleep. You have your final in the morning. Why are you even awake right now?"

"What? You're the one that -"

"Shh, less talking more sleeping."

Tara huffed, but it sounded suspiciously like muffled laughter.

Sam pulled Tara back down and continued to rub her back and push her foot to move the hammock. The soothing motions combined with Sam's warmth lulled Tara into an easy sleep.

But Sam never stopped rocking her foot. She pulled the blanket higher over both of them before hugging her sister.

With Tara now sleeping, Sam silently dissolved into a mess of tears. She was glad Tara wasn't seeing this moment of weakness from her. What would she think of Sam if she knew Sam cried so easily over her?

"Te amo, Tara," she said as she gathered Tara as close as she could, until the world shifted and the puzzle completed. She was whole again. "Te amo mucho, mi corazón.⁵"

Sam closed her eyes and fell asleep with her entire world in her arms.

— ● — ○ — ● — ○ —

1: Two little caterpillars in love

2: They spend their nights and early mornings

3: My butterfly, what's going on? Are you ok?

4: It's nothing.

5: I love you, Tara. I love you so much, my heart.

#I haven't written in a while so bear with me 😭 #Sam is such a dad #Sam getting out her toolbox: I have the tools for success #Tara: *side eyes her* #I have so many headcanons of these two that will probably never leave my head #I love them so much #Anyway #Tara was wearing a Freddy Fazbear onesie to bed in this I don't make the rules I just enforce them #Sam was wearing a Bonnie onesie /j #Now I'm thinking about a FNAF au 🙄 #In the morning: #Tara ended up missing her exam and Sam was freaking out about it #Then Sam's stomach growling reminded Tara of how Sam didn't eat at all yesterday #So they had breakfast together ❤ #Chad and Mindy crashed the breakfast party for free food #sam carpenter #tara carpenter #scream 2022 #scream vi #scream #I wrote this while having 4% battery on my phone also so I was doing a rush lol #my writing #This was originally angsty as hell but I'll write that another time #They're both crybabies but Tara's the one that cries in public while Sam breaks down when Tara isn't around

[natadachoco]

Shhh… It’s our secret!

Original comic and lineart by Tanamai-sensei! Coloring by me :D (Transparent version below)

#a terrified teacher at ghoul school #yohaji #youkai gakkou no sensei hajimemashita #abe haruaki #haruaki abe #youhaji #I LOVE HIM A NORMAL AMOUNT #i immediately started this the moment i saw his face #i have so much work to do (four exams within the week) #but haruaki deserves everything especially my time #nothing is more valuable than that smile #miki understands too #i love you i love you i love you i love you #my art #my colouring #original post? seems like it #artists on tumblr #art #i was gonna post this in the morning but i got too excited by canada’s translation

[chanrizard]

anxiety is stored in your chest sometimes in your gut and sometimes in both places as a little treat

#im horribly aware of the fact i have a heart cause it's been thumping loudly all morning and i feel like my chest is caving in #never been this nervous and anxious in my life not even when i had anxiety attacks over my uni exams lmao #wouldn't rule out the possibility of me throwing up either to be completely honest

[eirianerisdar]

A different sort of post today

Sitting in my consultation room and trying not to cry

Being a doctor isn’t money or dreams or white coats.

It’s graduating at 23 and working your twenties away. I’m 27, almost 28, and I work 5.5 days a week and see 58-71 patients a day. I used to work 100 hour weeks before. This isn’t better.

It’s having only 4 hours to see 38 patients, sometimes all of them new cases with multiple complaints which means you get around five minutes to see a patient for an average of four problems, because you also have admin work to finish in those four hours or the nurses get mad.

It’s being so exhausted you don’t see friends on the 1 weekend day you have;you just work. If you want to sleep in on weekends you don’t; you just work.

I feel a little like a ghost. I’m wasting away bit by bit and our whole cohort in our department is so burnt out we want to leave and yet our head of department says he won’t do anything about the patient quota.

At this point I think he wants us dead

#medicine #doctor #residency #I don’t pee for four hours in the morning and three in the afternoon #if I have night clinic I don’t pee from 6pm til 10pm #because you don’t have time to pee #if you want to eat you have to rush cases #I have exams next year again and when precisely am I supposed to revise if I work like this #sorry guys this is depressing but I am about to wither away in the middle of my consultation room #my post #personal #medical happenings #might delete later