#Does anyone know how to cure insomnia

[trashygayspooder]

Murder drones- theory (doll)

Ok, so I've been thinking about this for a while. And I am gonna have to share it before I lose my mind thinking about it. But doll, seemingly has more control over her solver than uzi. Seeing as she doesn't have a solver form like Uzi does, that suggests that she's never lost control over her power. You see in episode three in the flashback to V killing her parents, the solver symbol activate on her screen. This means dolls had the solver from a much younger age than uzi. So how has she not lost control? Well Uzi doesn't rely on eating other workers until she eats part of an arm at dolls. And we know doll keeps her dead parents in her house. I know that v probably did eat parts of them, but there is a possibility that was doll too. Like a mouse, if he's in your house and there's no other food sources aside from food in a trap, eventually the mouse will go mad and eat whatever is on the trap.

What I'm trying to say, is that doll, before deciding to murder her classmates, very well have lived off her parents corpses. She also, as seen in the end of episode 2, eats some of the little robotic bugs that seem to live in her house.

Now, another interesting thing I noticed about doll, is the disappearance of her eye.

Ep 1:

Has two eyes

Ep 2:

Has two eyes

Ep 3:

Despite getting shot through the head by V, has two eyes.

Ep 4:

For the brief second we see her, she has two eyes.

Ep 5:

The first time we see her eye patch!!! She then wears it from then on. Now in episode 7, when talking to Tessa (before she's eaten) she mentions that she won't let the solver consume her. We also see that she is missing an eye

Now, there is a possibility, and this is completely just whatever bullshit is knocking around in my head, but there is a possibility, that doll cut out her own eye. Why would she do this? You're probably thinking, well, we first see the eye patch in episode 5, just after the camp 98.7. now, what if doll saw what the solver did to Uzi, saw how Uzi was completely powerless against it and how easily controlled by it, henceforth why she cuts out her eye and later says to Tessa she won't let it consume her. I don't know. This is just a theory. Hopefully you haven't just wasted your time reading this. But I will leave you with one final question. How come, doll is the only solver possessed worker who can teleport?

This scene just before V's death, she just seems to glitch away. How?

Not even nori or yeva( from what we see of them) can do that.

🤷

[dc418writes]

Trial & Error

Summary🪄: Joel tries to help you get some rest

🚨: no outbreak!Joel, minor age gap (reader is late 20s, Joel is mid 30s), AU with no Sarah (pls don’t hate me 🫣) pretty much all fluff💕

A/N🎤: this is my submission to @beefrobeefcal ‘s Married Joel Sat on Me challenge (please check out the other works and/or submit your own if you’d like☺️!), and I hope you guys like what I came up with✨

*DISCLAIMER!: I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of pictures used as they were all found via Pinterest. Although my writings are imagined with a black reader, anyone can read and enjoy😌*

“Baby,” Joel drawls in that deep voice smooth like silk that always makes you melt, “you should be sleeping.” His lips sweetly press against your forehead after carefully tilting your head back so your doe eyes would be on him.

He wasn’t surprised to see your silhouette through the front curtains as his black pickup pulled in the driveway. The living room illuminated with flashes of blue as you watched something he couldn’t quite tell - if he had to guess, probably one of baby Morgan’s favorite shows you tended to play so she could calm down.

It had been a bit of a habit now with your newfound insomnia. And having to take care of a sick five-month-old while being under the weather yourself didn’t help.

“I’m not tired though.” Even upside down, it was obvious to see the exhaustion in those pretty features that had him addicted from the first time he saw you. The darkened puffiness under your eyes. The dull look to your usually bright skin.

“But you need sleep. The past couple days you’ve only been gettin three, maybe four hours.” Although calm, you could feel his concern. Knew he was stressed that his two girls were dealing with things he couldn’t seem to help with. Especially not with this new house taking up all his time.

“I don’t know what else to do.” You sigh, leaning your head on his shoulder as he sits beside you draping his arm around the back of the dark sectional. Any other time, his overall presence along with the warmth emanating from his wood and leather scented skin would have you relaxed enough that you could easily find rest. Now it was just one of a long list of futile attempts.

“Wanna try those sleep gummies again?”

“I think my body’s used to it since it didn’t work that first night.”

His deep hum rumbles under your fingertips on his sternum. “Tea?”

You shake your head, “Being sick made me all tea’d out. Plus I think the chamomile’s gone.”

“Could always try warm milk?,” he suggests with a slight grin. He already knew your answer, but he loved watching your cute, button nose crinkle in disgust.

“I’d rather be knocked over the head,” you answer making your husband deeply chuckle. “Let’s face it, this is just how things are for now. I’ve tried pretty much everything.”

Joel wasn’t one to easily accept defeat though thanks to his stubborn nature.

“I uh was talkin’ about it with a buddy on the job. He mentioned something about a..weighted blanket? Said it works for his kid so I tried to find one at the store, but the lady said they’re all out for now.”

Tilting your head up, a soft smile curls along your lips meeting Joel’s cocoa gaze focused on you. It shouldn’t be anything surprising at this point of your relationship, - being together for three years and married for two - but you can’t help how your heart flutters at how caring he could be. If a certified cure was revealed today or tomorrow, you know he’d make a way to be the first in line.

Leaning forward, you peck his lips once before moving to his bearded jaw, “Thank you for trying.”

His mouth finds yours again easily sliding your hips, with his thick hands, to sit across his lap making you giggle between each nip and press of your lips against his. “I’ll stop by tomorrow to check again. Try that other store across town too.”

As if feeling left out from all the love, Morgan first whimpers then cries from her nursery just off from the living room. You mentally groan dreading how long it’ll take to get her back to sleep.

“I got her,” Joel states leaving a last kiss on your forehead. “You try to rest.”

“No it’s okay, I got her. Plus I’ll have to check her temp-,”

His hands only tighten on your hips preventing you from standing. “Baby I can do it. Relax.”

“What if she’s hungry?”

“I can warm a bottle.”

“I can at least help though,” you pout trying to wiggle free. Instead, you’re manhandled to lie down with your husband sitting on your lower back and butt pressing you into the plush cushions. Turning your upper body as much as you could, your eyebrows slightly furrow in shock and amusement while Joel just crosses his arms as if you’re now permanently part of the furniture. “J-Joel! Wha-?”

“Ya left me no choice. It was the only way I could get you to stay.”

“By crushing me with your big ass?!”

You could be so dramatic. “Hey, this big ass is your fault,” he laughs. “Fillin’ me up with all that food and pastries.”

Marriage had been good to Joel. His mental health and financial stability had improved, and he seemed overall a happier person. The only drawback seemed to be the effect it had on his waistline. His once toned abdomen now a pleasant pouch and thighs a bit thicker causing him to go up a size in his jeans - and even then they still hugged tight.

Not that you minded. You loved Joel’s new ‘dad bod’ just as much as his more slender form. Sometimes even more as you watched him get ready for work or walk around in his sweatpants as he carried and played with Morgan. If it wasn’t for your current situation, you might even be pregnant with baby number two you were so attracted to him.

“Sure, it’s my fault and not that burger and fries you get every day for lunch,” you playfully huff trying to shimmy your way from his hold.

He slightly tilts his head from left to right knowing you had a point, “Alright fair.” Eventually, you finally submit to the fact you weren’t leaving letting your arms extend in front of you. And dare you say, it even began to feel comfortable. “Now, if I get up I trust you’re gonna stay here?”

“Yes seeing that my back is broken,” you reply rolling your eyes. That earns you a warning - yet always playful - smack to the back of your thigh as he stands now leaving you to the cold, open air. “Good girl. I’ll be right back.”

The softest of smiles forms of your lips rolling onto your back to watch him happily stride to tend to his baby girl. “Hey love bug! How ya feelin huh?” Her cries instantly silence into hiccups as soon as she’s lifted to lie on his chest. She even babbles as if having a full conversation while he presses the back of his hand to her forehead. “No fever that’s good.”

A certain, familiar smell clues Joel to what the issue is though. “We gotta get this diaper off you babygirl,” he states moving to lie her on the changing table. “That’ll make you feel better right?” It’s like she understands every word reaching her chubby arms up with a short giggle. They grow into excited squeals as Joel takes turns blowing raspberries onto her bare stomach and tickling that spot under her chin between cleaning her up with baby wipes.

Such a daddy’s girl through and through.

It takes maybe ten minutes more of coos mixed with rocking and bouncing before Joel has her asleep again; carefully lowering her into her crib for the night. ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’ playing on a low, constant loop from her star projector to make sure she stays that way as he eases out her room and shuts the door behind him.

His ebony eyes are trained on you now padding the short distance to the couch and leaning over your body. That one curl at the top of his head tipping forward. “Alright, your turn princess.”

You only lift your arms with a smile letting him lift you over his broad shoulder to carry you down the hall to your shared bedroom. Luckily you’re already in your pajamas when you gently flop against the brown comforter. He leaves you to get comfortable - shifting under the covers and wiggling to find that sweet spot - while he discards his clothes in the bathroom to shower and brush his teeth.

In a few minutes, he’s appearing through the misty doorway with wet almond strands still trying to dry and a pair of black boxer briefs over his hips. The little “ooh” that slips from your lips as he slides into bed makes him furrow his brows in confusion while you twist to lie on your stomach reaching back to pat your bottom. “I got an idea.”

“Yeah?,” he smirks wetting his bottom lip. “We definitely haven’t tried that before.”

“Jesus, get your mind out the gutter. I mean crush me again,” you laugh.

Although he scoffs in faux offense, he still does as you say positioning himself so half his body covers yours and long leg nearly straddles your back. His nose mere centimeters from yours blowing steady streams of air as you practically share your pillow. “What’s your plan here?”

“Well, until we find one, I was thinking..maybe you could be my weighted blanket,” you shyly explain. “I know it’s probably dumb, but earlier-,”

“Worth a try,” Joel winks closing the small gap to peck your nose then lips. His fingertips tracing soothing lines back and forth along your neck.

For a while, you both just lied there talking about your respective days or whatever came to mind. Around one in the morning, Joel could see your blinks become slower and slower until it was an apparent struggle to keep your eyes open. Your words even beginning to slur and answers sound like adorable nonsense.

You hadn’t even realized you eventually drifted off until the next morning when you were woken up by Morgan’s cries through the monitor. The sun shining a bright golden hue through the crack in the curtains.

A note on the nightstand is the first to catch your attention - clearly written by your husband from the tilted and slightly mushed together handwriting - making you tiredly smile.

‘Glad to see you got some rest xx’

[brown-little-robin]

zombie au intro post time!!

So Mob was a zombie for a hot minute. (a few months). Ritsu gets Mob all the way to Salt Township, a community in the process of perfecting a zombie cure. Salt doesn't cure every zombie in the world—they do as much as they can but it's a question of limited time and resources. Besides, cured zombies need taken care of after the fact, too. But perhaps the single most important value the community collectively holds is protecting their kids, and Ritsu and Mob are from here, originally, back before their parents moved them away from the epicenter of the zombie apocalypse. So of course they're eager to cure Mob. The adults in charge of the curing process are very impressed with Mob's health and lifespan, which was Ritsu's doing, but they warn Ritsu that the cure doesn't always work 100% and it's a long process, and Mob's having lived for so long with zombie disease will make his reaction to the cure unpredictable.

Ritsu swings between overprotective paranoia and brief bouts of simple shell-shocked relief to be back in a human community with adults to take care of things. He allows them to give Shigeo the cure (regularly, it requires innumerable hospital visits)—provided Ritsu gets to monitor his recovery, provided Ritsu gets final say on whether to continue with it or not, provided Ritsu gets a house to himself to take care of Shige in. Given that Ritsu is extremely mentally unwell but has a strong sense of responsibility that will hopefully keep him stable as long as his brother relies on him, Salt Township authorities agree to his demands. There aren't really enough adults to go around, after all. So Ritsu and Shigeo live alone.

Mob recovers, slowly, painfully, but he recovers. The main thing Ritsu was hoping for was that Shige would get his clarity back, and he does, mostly! Shigeo remembers things, slowly putting his neural connections back into place. He grieves his parents very quietly. After about a month, he starts speaking again.

(The first thing he says is daijoubu. I'm fine.)

(Ritsu finds his gaze flinching away from his brother's sharpening red eyes sometimes, at first, overwhelmed by Shigeo's new presence. There's a hot tight ball of pain in Ritsu's chest and he doesn't understand why he's reacting like this while Shigeo is objectively getting better. Ritsu is too terrified to admit it out loud to anyone, but he misses his brother as a zombie. the simplicity of it, he thinks, sickened by himself; he misses the simplicity. but anyway.)

Mob's still slower than he used to be. It takes him a while to think things over. He reacts slowly to things. It takes patience to hold a conversation with Mob. Also, his strength doesn't seem to be fading with the cure; if anything, he seems to be getting stronger as the cure works its way through his system, purging the milky, vague fog it wove through his brain and organs. Mob is left with raw strength he doesn't remember how to control, and the more aware he becomes, the closer to the surface of his mind he rises, the more he grows to fear his new body. the potential he has to hurt someone—the way his numb fingers feel metal door handles as soft, malleable, the way he absentmindedly bites through the rims of glasses—he tries to hide it as much as possible.

Mob's still got zombie-style insomnia, by the time he's declared officially human again. He refuses to show his strength, even when the doctors plead with him, so no one knows exactly how strong he is. He's probably still inhumanly resilient to injuries, but that doesn't get tested. His pain sense is still dangerously dull, although he gets flashes of agonizing sensitivity every so often—is the cause of his numbness psychological or physical? does the distinction even matter?

Mob was docile as a zombie, and he's docile while he's being cured. The remembering process takes a lot out of him. And some of the things he remembers—

flashes of light. uncomfortably loud popping sounds. salty taste, crunchy. salty taste, wet. little brother's eyes. walking. walking. flowers. flashing lights. little brother screaming. vague alarm. rain. being pulled, refusing to move. plants. fluffy animal moving in front of him. little brother's voice singing. little brother's head on his shoulder. little brother holding his hand.

Some of the things he remembers are—

little brother screaming. himself growling.

something between his teeth. hunger.

Some of the things he remembers, he forces himself to un-remember. Some of the emotions he feels about it, he forces himself to un-feel. Keeping Shigeo safe cost Ritsu too much. He can't make his little brother take care of him again. He has to get better faster so he can be a good big brother again.

Daijoubu. Mob is fine.

[obey-me-headquarters]

Because I'm currently dealing my own case of insomnia these last few days, I give you:

How the demon brothers deal with an insomniac Mc.

Lucifer:

• Ah, he knows exactly what that's like....

• Even though he's also a terrible insomniac on account of how little he sleeps, he still scolds you when he sees that you're still up.

• What a hypocrite.

• After he scolds you he's still making you tea or something else soothing if you don't like tea.

• He'll push his work to the side for now as he puts on one of his relaxing records.

• The two of you can sit in silence and listen or talk about RAD.

• When you finally do fall asleep he gently carries you to his bed.

• If you're unable to fall asleep he makes sure that no one bugs you at breakfast and tells you that if you're feeling tired at RAD you can go home and rest.

Mammon:

• He's actually a bit of an insomniac himself.

• When his mind starts to race with money making schemes he can find it difficult to sleep.

• Hence his habit of hitting up the casino late at night.

• When he notices you're up late he scolds you (Big Brother instincts popping up).

• But he still leads you into his room for a movie night.

• Picks out movies that are slow paced in the hopes that it'll lull you to sleep.

• If they do then he quietly turns off the TV and drapes a blanket over you.

• Whispers "Good night Mc" before cuddling up on the other side of the couch and going to sleep.

• If you don't and you're still awake come morning, you'll probably have to wake him up for breakfast.

• He definitely fell asleep during the movies lol. He tried to stay up for you but couldn't.

• Asks if you were able to fall asleep and when you say you couldn't he makes sure no one bothers you during breakfast or at RAD.

• He wakes down the hallways demanding that people be quiet and get out of your way.

Levi:

• Has a terrible sleep schedule himself.

• Since he does online school he can do his schoolwork whenever. So it doesn't matter if he wakes up at 8am or 8pm.

• He often tries to force himself to stay awake so he can continue to watch anime/play games even though his eyes are burning.

• But when you are unable to sleep he suggests reading manga because blue light can make it harder to fall asleep.

• The two of you end up reading mange together while watching Henry swim around in his tank.

• It's actually really relaxing and has a good chance of lulling you to sleep.

• If you're able to fall asleep Levi will verrrrrrry carefully wrap a blanket around you. He's terrified of accidentally waking you up.

• If you stay awake he tries to convince Lucifer to let you say home. Saying that he'll make you two will do schoolwork together.

• (You two don't to schoolwork, you two game instead.)

Satan:

• Ah, he read how to cure insomnia in this book! Let him just find it!

• ..... it's somewhere around here....

• .... no matter, he memorized what was in that book anyway!

• He makes you tea and other home remedies to help you fall asleep.

• He also heard reading to someone can help them asleep - it's not like he wants to read to you with your head in his lap! He's just trying to help!

• Yes, Satan will read you a bedtime story.

• Yes, he will tuck you into bed too.

• Satan actually picks out a mystery to read to you before bed, so now you don't actually want to fall asleep. You want to know what happens.

• The two of you spend the night on the edges of your seats as Satan reads you the novel.

• When your alarm for RAD goes off you two realize that you spent the night reading and not sleeping.

• ....oops.

• Now you're both dead tired going to RAD.

• At least Satan keeps anyone from bothering you, as he snarls at anyone who gets too close to him when he's cranky.

Asmo:

• Oh no, don't you know lack of sleep is terrible for your skin!

• It's not like you chose to be an insomniac, Asmo.

• He fully believes that a lack of a proper nightly routine is what's causing your insomnia.

• Prepares a full nighty routine for you, from drinking relaxing tea to a bath to face masks Asmo prepares it all.

• Does not allow you to use your phone an hour before bed as bluelight is bad for you.

• You two end up chatting as he puts skincare products on you.

• He definitely has a whitenoise machine. He says it helps "block out the chaos" (aka his chaotic brothers) before bed.

• If you're still unable to sleep Asmo is willing to stay up and chat.

• But Asmo does need his beauty sleep so he ends up falling asleep pretty quickly.

• When he wakes up he asks you if you were able to fall asleep last night.

• If you did then congratulations! You now have a new nighty routine that Asmo insists you do every night!

• Good habits create good skin!

• If you didn't then he'll pout, but say that nobody finds their perfect shade on the first try!

• He's willing to try out a new routine tonight! He heard all about this new trend where people work up a sweat before going to bed...

• .... oh no, you may have created a monster. Good luck trying to fall asleep normally now.

Beel:

• Pouts when you tell him that you're an insomniac and sometimes can't sleep no matter how hard you try.

• He understands, sometimes he gets so hungry that he finds it hard to sleep.

• Suggest eating before going to bed with a full stomach as he always feels sleepy after eating a big meal.

• Thank Diavolo Asmo didn't overhear this, you're not supposed to eat before bed!

• After raiding Hell's Kitchen (Thank Diavolo it's open 24/7) you two lay down in Beel's bed and try to sleep.

• But the food doesn't exactly help with falling asleep, and Beel notices that.

• He offers to go on a run because he always feels tired after exercising!

• Yeah, so now you're running around the Devildom while Beel leisurely jogs next to you.

• When you return to the House of Lamentation you can't feel your legs anymore.

• If you pass out from exhaustion Beel counts this as a success. Until you tell him you're unable to walk when you wake up because your legs are too sore.

• Well, now you'll get a lot of rest?

• If you're still unable to fall asleep when you return from your run Beel offers to stay awake to keep you company.

• But you shoe him into bed because both of don't need to go to RAD exhausted tomorrow.

• At RAD he offers to carry you around everywhere and glares at anyone whose being too loud.

Belphie:

• I headcanon Belphie as being able to magically put people to sleep because he's the Avatar of Sloth so your sleep problem gets fixed pretty uneventfully.

• But if he can't do that Belphie will try to get you to sleep by taking out his most comfy bedding and offers to sleep next to you.

• Body warmth is supposed to lull people into sleep, don't you know? So why don't you two cuddle up together?

• Trust him, he's the Avatar of Sloth, he knows what he's talking about.

• If you're still unable to sleep he'll talk to you about stars and constellations, hopefully, that his calm and steady voice will lull you into sleep.

• If it does then he's extremely smug and wraps an arm around you before going to sleep himself.

• If you don't? Well....

• .... snore, mimimi

• Yeah sorry, but Belphie accidentally falls asleep. Hey, don't blame him! The bedding he picked out is really comfy!

• He was genuinely trying to stay up to keep you company but after a while his own voice lulls him into sleep.

• When you wake him up for RAD and he finds that you couldn't sleep he suggests pretending that he fell asleep on top of you and wouldn't wake up. So you're forced to stay home from RAD.

[blackbloodteeth]

After their partnership starts to deepen into something more, Soul only fears his curse spreading to Maka and decides to cut himself off, never to be seen again.

But when they happen to meet years later by pure chance – because the world always has other plans – will he allow himself to selfishly reconnect, or will he let the one thing he's loved most slip through his fingers for good?

Post-canon-centric AU. Medusa may have failed to resurrect Asura, and Soul was never "cured" of his Black Blood. Therefore he never grew past his core insecurities as time passed, and eventually he drops out of DWMA and returns home (may be 18 by this point).

The first year was the worst. The second year he became numb, and by the third year he openly received help and decided to actually take care of himself. May not have gone to therapy as he is reluctant to actually talk about the Black Blood to anyone, but he goes to some form of counselling, and gets into yoga and meditation. In the earlier years of his time home he suffered from nightmares the most, and took THC/CBD to help with his insomnia. Little Oni would often talk to him when he was alone, as deep down Soul craved the same level of socialization he had back in Nevada even if he wanted to shut Oni out, but after a while the Black Room door stayed mostly closed as Soul never budged on not being persuaded to make any deals.

Soul couldn't get back into playing piano due to the stress of still being haunted by his curse. Since his parents wanted him to go to college, he still ends up majoring for something music adjacent (like being a sound engineer, which was largely his brother's idea), and after enough time he forms casual friendships with other classmates, just being Soul Evans again.

The story itself starts a little bit before Maka shows up. This gives some time to show his everyday routine and how he believes he's over it now, up until he happens to meet her again when she is for some reason in town (could be for something as simple as a rescheduled flight that leaves her stranded for a couple days). Even just seeing her he realizes that he is in fact not over it, and it's described as feeling like someone "personally started to rip the stitches across his chest wide open" and that his heart "is like a broken record, skipping repeatedly and unable to break away from the needle."

Her catching up with him is unavoidable, and the two spend time dancing around each other as Soul struggles internally with wanting to reconnect with her, as the premise states. This eventually leads to a climatic scene where Maka assumes he really does want nothing to do with her anymore, and when it's time for her to leave she tells him goodbye while in an elevator. Soul initially turns to leave but after it all hits him at once that he doesn't want things to end this way, he tries to tell her this as the elevator door closes, bringing him to run through the stairs to catch up to her and spill out an apology for his mistakes, and how much he's actually missed her. She barrels in to hug him because she hasn't ever really recovered from it either, and the two decide to spend some more time to actually get to know each other again. During this end part of the scene, the two start to feel each other's soul wavelengths again.

At this point the hurt is raw and fresh all over again, and Maka telling him how she's been without him is like having salt rubbed in the wound, however now it can be allowed to heal. This is when they're at their most tender and exposed, and it's not quite starting from scratch, but letting things grow again even if not exactly the same as before.

Soul actually lets her wield him again. It's not quite the same connection they had before and he has a little more weight to his scythe form, but he's surprised that in the same vein turning into a scythe doesn't feel that different even though he hasn't done it in years. Their wavelengths still aren't fully connecting as Soul is still reliving his fears relating to his curse, however he starts to want to not be so afraid of himself anymore. This is where he regains his trust in both himself, and her, and that the Black Blood doesn't have as much control over him as it had once convinced him. Maka can finally start to forgive herself for the blame she put on herself for him leaving, and work past everything she's buried too.

Ending might be a little more open-ended on whether he decides to pursue finishing becoming a death scythe, however there's a sense of hope as the two have gotten back together again, and their feelings for each other are finally regrowing from the ashes. Maybe they do a smooch, I dunno.

Story POV is mainly Soul's, as he can't truly know what Maka is thinking (especially about him), leaning into his uncertainty and self-projection that he assumes she will never forgive him. Maka's POV is added after they hug it out, filling in the gaps of how she actually has been feeling over the past couple days and showing that they are reconnecting. Soul's nightmares are a reoccurrence throughout the story, which shifts to his rekindled fears of losing Maka as she re-enters his life. By the end, while he isn't fully cured of Black Blood and his nightmares, they're not as bad as they were previously.

[hay1ock]

Late as usual lol. Only Friends Episode 9. My heart is full and my anxiety for the next 3 episodes is high lol.

Really enjoyed this episode and was nice to see the main couples kind of moving back toward each other, though seems there’s still a rocky road ahead.

These are my opinions and how I viewed what went down between everyone this episode, but don’t be surprised when I’m not hating on Ray. He’s the character I’m most invested in still.

So, opening with the morning after the night before. I think every character has crossed some sort of boundary at some point throughout the show and certainly Top was amongst those last episode after cuddling up to a passed out Mew. I don’t know how long they stayed like that but I don’t imagine Mew would have reacted quite as well as he did by just finding Top outside fishing cups out the pool. Like Mew says later, I can see his efforts throughout the episode but it did feel a little bit too much at times, especially when Mew’s moms were there too. Maybe let the man breathe and have a chance to sort through his feelings properly.

I’m trying to think more positively about Top as I know he loves Mew. Sometimes you just don’t vibe with characters or even people in real life and there was just something early on that was off-putting about Top. It was those initial interactions that felt possessive over Mew that have left this lingering suspicion about everything he does. I guess from back when he was in full TOP TIER mode and was all Mr Smugface. I appreciate him deciding to not show Mew the video of Sand and Ray. When he was looking at it again when shopping with the moms I was like, for the love of god not now lol. Mew knew he wanted to talk about Ray and probably didn’t need any hints dropping in the end, but I think it did help prompt Mew to open a long overdue conversation with Ray.

Where Top and Mew go from here we’ll have to see with the introduction of Boeing. I figured with Top’s insomnia and sleeping issues he was maybe calling someone to stay over. Now I’m hoping it was just to have a body beside him so he knew he wasn’t alone and could get to sleep. I don’t personally think with all the effort he was putting in Top would risk actually hooking up with anyone else until he was sure there was zero chance of him and Mew ever happening again, but you never know. Plus the fact it’s an ex and a very real possibility his and Sand’s shared ex… not messy at all lol. Hopefully, Mew won’t regret deciding to give him a second chance. Again, I don’t really know how I’d feel if it ever happened to me. There are no feelings on Top’s part toward Boston and yes, Boston dripped poison in his ear. It was before Mew and Top swapped I Love Yous and had sex… I guess the only way to know if he can forgive him is by trying to be with him again. It will either reignite or snuff out completely the lingering feeling of love.

Jumping back to Ray and Sand. The tension between them in that music room scene was just wow. The amount of emotions Sand expressed with his eyes alone was just…First always impresses me.

In the end I feel bad for them both. Sand doing his best to walk away and move on, despite his feelings for Ray, and Ray desperate to hold onto the one person who has made him happy in a long time. Sand has known what Ray is like since their first meeting and yet he still fell for him. He’s seen the bad, the absolute worst, but he’s also seen the Ray who isn’t blackout drunk or high or triggered by his trauma and abandonment issues. It’s up to Sand if he thinks he can handle a person who is dealing with so much baggage. Personally, if Sand is strong enough I want for him to support and continue to love Ray. With him, Ray is so much better, episode 5 showed how good they can be together, and for each other, as Sand also got to have fun and live a little like a student should, not just living to work. Obviously, love isn’t a cure for mental illness and addiction, but thinking that even on the bad days, especially in Ray’s case, that someone can stick around and does love him, then it can make things a little bit easier. I just need Ray to realise there is someone there for him and so it’s now up to him to want to get better. Because Mew’s right, most people do have some kind of limit as to what they can put up with, and Ray is A LOT.

Now, I don’t support cheating and agree that with no context Ray and Top’s action are pretty much as bad as each other. As a viewer, however, I know the relationships of TopMew and RayMew are very different. Top and Mew were supposed to be in love. Top dropped his boyfriend (yep, based on passage of time and what was said in ep 3 and 4, and beyond, I am willing to die on this hill LOL) at home, met up with Boston, got his knickers in a twist over a kiss from 2 years ago and then decided (after Boston twisted the truth a little) fucking Boston was the appropriate response. I just find myself struggling to be as sympathetic about that situation as I am concerning the Ray and Mew and Sand mess. In a way, when Mew says how what Ray did was the same as what Top did to him, I felt as if he maybe saw it how I did - how Sand kind of falls into the role of Mew in this trio’s case. (Ray isn’t doing it behind Sand’s back as such but he is involved in perpetuating a lie about his and Mew’s relationship).

It is Sand and Ray who were in the developing relationship, where feelings of love were being nurtured. Sand had reset them back to friends after episode 5, but it seemed, after the crash, as if they were once again growing closer. But then, in comes Mew. This isn’t to villainize him. He himself was hurt and confused and looking to get away from himself, and probably didn’t think about what it really meant for the two of them if they stepped beyond friends. If he hadn’t questioned Ray’s feelings for him, opened the door to what if, then I feel like Ray would likely have never brought it up himself. He had been told by Mew if he wanted him in his life, he had to give up on thinking of him in a romantic light. However, Mew put it out there. Regardless of his feelings for Sand, Ray would never risk losing Mew, he said it himself during their conversation this episode. If he rejected Mew there’s the fear Mew might be upset, abandon him completely. If he told him there was someone else, about Sand, there’s the risk it would be seen as a betrayal - so you didn’t really love me (Mew) all this time? It was a lie?

I just really sympathise with Ray’s situation, especially when it feels as if his love for Mew has been his one reason for staying alive for the last couple of years (though it seems he’s only recently been living since meeting Sand). Though he was not actively pursuing Mew, being by his side and cherishing him as a friend has been a constant in his life, his purpose, one that was thrown into disarray when Top came into the picture. He’s scared of people leaving him and now he has two important people in his life he can’t let go of.

But in all of this, Sand is who I felt for the most. Sand was the one who had the most emotional investment in the mess. Who was watching the person he liked going back to another man.

Mew was never invested. We knew since last episode he wasn’t. Not kissing Ray when they were alone but doing so in front of Top to spite him. Daydreaming of intimate bookstore dates with Top but not seeming to want to do anything one-to-one with Ray, instead going out and requesting parties. Even this episode, Mew was happy to agree to drink with another man, lock eyes with him over the rim of his glass, get chatted up. It just felt like there should have been the conversation of ‘sure we can talk but my boyfriend will be here soon’ in that moment.

Then we’re at Mew’s place. I understand Ray saying love makes the most sense when used in talking about Mew. He knows he loves Mew vs whatever the hell it is that keeps drawing him back to Sand. Maybe if Mew had phrased it differently a conversation could have started but the word love for Ray at this point only applies to Mew. A kiss leads to things getting handsy and Mew pushing him away. Ray’s despair filled ‘again’, actually kind of hurt. Ray was harsh, frustrated but I believe him when he said it wasn’t only about wanting sex or beating Top. Ray has always seemed like he craves intimacy, be it kisses, sex, simply hugging Sand in the morning, always reaching out and taking hold of Sand’s hand/wrist and wanting a connection. Mew has the right to say no, but I understand Ray seeing it as rejection, why he asked was he that bad? It’s just more proof he’s unlovable. It was like he was begging for Mew to prove him wrong, give him any sign there was anything between them. But Mew stays quiet. Do I wish they could have talked calmly and maybe gotten to the bottom of what they were doing to each other right then? I really do. But instead they go their separate ways.

Sand really did underestimate Ray’s desire to come see him. And no, I don’t think it had anything to do with sex at this point either, despite what I’ve seen a few people think. Oh Mew wouldn’t fuck him so he’s off to Sand. Personally, I felt it was about him wanting his comfort person, the person who shows him intimacy and care. The person who despite Ray turning up at 2am and being pissed off still allowed Ray to cuddle up to him.

Will drop it in here that Sand Ray Nick is the comedy trio I never knew I needed. Nick and Sand were so wholesome this episode and I’m glad they got to have fun, have a little kiss and stick to being the good friends they are.

I’m glad Sand was honest with Ray, finally properly admitting how he feels about him. Ray’s been in an odd limbo with Sand, another reason he was probably scared to make a proper decision between the two of them, because what if he picked wrong and lost both of them. It was cute how Sand helped lead Ray out of the water.

And so, we’re outside the caravan. Ray back in his ‘would anybody really care if I wasn’t here’ mode. I kind of like that he was in Sand’s t-shirt that had WANTED on it. In that moment, Ray really did feel wanted, realising someone would care if he was gone. It was a mixed feeling when he said about following Sand’s dream with him, up til now there’s been no hint Ray thinks about the future. Mew was behind setting up the hostel for him, so it was nice to see him finally think about something, even if it is to accompany Sand on his dreams, rather than declaring them as his own just yet.

Now, do I wish we could have had a clean break with Mew before the beautiful sex scene? Yes, I kind of do. But for Sand’s benefit more than anything else. So, he could be sure Ray was finally choosing him. Because of what we know, the fact RayMew was a sham, that Mew had no feelings invested this time around that could actually be hurt, I personally wasn’t conflicted by Ray and Sand having sex. It really felt as if Ray had made his choice. Their scene together was beautifully done, the love in Ray’s eyes and the gentle kisses after sex as they lay together. I was so happy for them.

And then, for anyone still in doubt about Mew really not giving a fuck, we have the much needed conversation between him and Ray. I’m glad they came out of it still friends and it’s not hard to see why. Neither’s heart was really in it. I like that Ray was able to be honest when prompted. It gave me a similar feel as what happened with Sand at the end of episode 5, except this time he got to talk things through with Mew. I feel as if he doesn’t feel he’s allowed to talk about stuff, or maybe how to open up and start, it was like he wanted Sand to ask questions on that night and so in a way he was relieved when Mew asked and opened up the conversation. His expression seemed to relax, accepting it was time to get everything out in the open. I’m excited and scared where things will go next. Ray was less than convincing in saying he’d talk to a therapist when Mew reminded him. It does seem from the preview he might make a move in that direction, though it seems he’s in his ‘bargaining’ stage of his grief. If he’s going to do something difficult, then so should Sand in meeting his dad. Doing it for someone else rather than himself probably isn’t going to go well, even if he admitted he has problems and was seeking help for himself, the road ahead would be littered with ups and downs, but I’m hoping by the end of the series we can at least leave him (& Sand) on an up.

So, what else for Nick. Well, I suppose there could still be some bedroom kinks for Daddy Dan, but seems the name came from Nick rather than Dan instigating it. It was sweet to see Nick smile and apparently, feel something vs his sparkless attempt at kissing Sand. I hope Dan is a good guy, there is the possible power imbalance due to him being Nick’s boss, but I’d like to think it could work out. I just wonder what the ‘lots of issues’ with his last relationship were. The scene between Nick and Boston was… interesting lol. I’m not sure it needed to be done right then and there in the bathroom but hey, when you’ve gotta go pour out your feelings, you’ve just gotta go. Plus Boston was kind of a captive audience backed into the stall so Nick got to get everything off his chest. It looked as if Boston was slightly moved, and seeing Nick with Dan, it seemed as if he had some sort of regrets. I don’t know if it’s any form of love or like, or it’s more missing just having him around as a friend. They spent a lot of time together it seemed like at the water park and Nick taking an interest in his photography - like has he shared this passion with the people who were supposed to be his friends? So yeah, maybe it’s just having someone around who was constant and a bit more intimate. I guess we shall see…

And speaking of Boston. Good luck when Cheum finds out you shagged her brother. And it does seem Atom is Nick 2.0 the upgraded crazier version. It was interesting to see Boston step back inside the gate when Atom got angry, rarely see Boston being the one to get intimidated and back up. It was only supposed to be a one night stand type of deal, Atom asked for it and though there was a little bit of hesitation, Boston accepted the invitation for sex. I’m actually a little scared for Boston. People can do crazy things when feelings get involved and Atom really doesn’t seem to be handling his well. I’m hoping nothing serious goes down, but when Cheum finds out I’m not sure Boston will be back with the group anytime soon lol.

Is that everything? I think so. This was heavy on the Ray rambling I think lol, though he was in two large chunks of story with Mew and with Sand. I just find his character so interesting. Anyway, I look forward to seeing the three couples’ dynamics next episode as well as how the characters around them play roles in what goes on.

I really do love this show.

[duhgutter]

greetings and salutations, hope I don’t bother you too much by sending in such a random ask. may I please have a romantic matchup for scott pilgrim? if you’re feeling sassy maybe a character from the John doe, frost bite, sunny day jack, etc type games (does it even have a genre aside from horror/Yandere visual novels? Lmao)

I use they/he pronouns and I’m pansexual. my myers briggs type is INFJ and my star sign is taurus.

Im about 4’11..not to happy about it. I’m kind of introverted, and can be considered not a people person. I find life a little nihilistic. I’m into dressing in all black (trad, mopey, mall, black-metal, and hippie goth styles mainly, both fem and masc. chill days I settle for dark street wear. ) or and taking a liking to gruesome and morbid things like slashers, analog horror, witchcraft, true crime, ghost hunting, necromancy, anatomy, etc. I typically consider myself a "gorehound" ig. I participate in "Vulture Culture"; and I also like to visit abandoned places just for fun, along with playing quite a few escape rooms. I just have a genuine comfort in the uncomfortable.

I’ve come to the conclusion I just scare people off. In reality, I’m intimidated by everyone around me and find it hard to start talking, which may or may not come off as rude to people.

when I become comfortable with someone I start to become really sarcastic and joke around with them with witty banter. most of my humor comes off really insulting, and I’m brutally honest, but I’ll apologize and say it’s a joke or I didn’t mean it. though if I’m right a become a petty bitch..and quite honestly I’m vengeful to anyone who’s really wronged me. even though I do have a hard time understanding social cues.

lots of people don’t like me or stay away from me because of my rude behavior. I’m not good with overly sensitive or overly annoying people at all because of that, and I can’t stand kids. Idiocy can get on my nerves too sometimes. I’m a huge animal person though, and I own a herd of four guinea pigs that I protect with my life. I have my moments where I can get really feisty, or very quiet and closed off. I’ve been told I’m also a laidback person. I’ve also been told I never know when to quit, and I find I hold grudges for certain things. It’s not as common now but I used to get called a vampire by other kids when I was younger since I had oddly pointy canine teeth. I find it funny, seeing how I am today. I also have an inside joke with my family where they call me "Irl Wednesday Addams" which I find funny too (if not a little annoying at the wrong times).

I’m the type of person that has lots of opinions on things but I keep them to myself and bottle them up. If pushed far enough I’ll become unforgiving, and aggressive. especially with the types of people mentioned above.

I find the most comfort in just being in my room drawing, listening to music ( the cure, london after midnight, type o negative, deftones, slipknot, rob zombie,,,, sometimes melanie martinez , insane clown posse, jazmin bean or mother mother, etc. ), or even occasionally playing video games, reading, writing, or talking about a random conspiracy theory or shower thoughts I have. I also like to play D&D with my friends when I can, it’s super fun. I do acting in my spare time as a small hobby too, and I’m learning how to play electric guitar. I also work as a scare actor, and in the future I have a dream of being a theatrical actor.

I’m a plushie maniac and when I fall asleep you can always see me cuddled up to one of them. I find it because I’m really touch starved. I also have this specific blanket I can literally not sleep without. Im also a caffeine addict, and I’m guilty of being very submissive and maybe even masochistic- and a bit of a pyromaniac. I dissociate or daydream a lot, so you can often catch me starring.

I suffer from a handful off mental issues like asd, insomnia, depression and anxiety; plus chronic conditions like asthma and fibromyalgia. These have all been diagnosed professionally, and I’m definitely not trying to make myself "quirky". unfortunately health problems run in my family.

I’m very fidgety, and often bite the inside of my cheek or bounce my leg rapidly. you don’t need to rocmantasize this stuff ofc, but I think it’s good to know so the person can tolerate me.

you do get to this, thanks for your time. <3

that was certainly fun to read. ur a rlly cool dude. ANYWAYS MATCHUP TIME

ok so for the scott pilgrim matchup I narrowed it down to kim and ramona then eventually settled on ramona. both of you are more introverted so I see that well, as well as the more alternative semi similar styles that you have in common (both stealing each others clothes/accessories.) she’s not really sensitive either, so coming off as rude or sarcastic wouldn’t bother her, she’s kinda similar so she’d probably joke the same way too. basically twinflame uhhh match made.

now for the horror/yandere visual novels I’m thinking peter. I feel like you’d stand out to him because of your style (considering his old goth phase) and another thing that kinda stood out to me is your mbti which is infj and the same as the y/n in the game lol. other than that even though you can be seen as intimidating and brutal, he’s a literal slasher and confirmed masochist so I’d say match made.

also extra but you i totally recommend ‘The Loverman Killer’ it’s a short web comic kinda series that kinda lines up w your interests and it’s made by mortis fox.

[jellogram]

Insomnia so fucking frustrating because there's like five different tips total that you can find anywhere online. "Limit screen time before bed!" "Keep a regular schedule!" Buddy we are well beyond that. This is a lifelong chronic issue. Do you think I haven't tried that shit? And it's all anyone will ever tell you, besides possibly drugging the shit out of you (which can make you nauseous or fuck with your mental health).

I feel like science just. simply does not know how to cure insomnia. but instead of telling you this, everyone just tells you to buy fucking blue light glasses as if that's going to do fuck all when you haven't slept in three days

[jennysjournal301]

that one feeling

does anyone else know that one tfeeling? that one when youre watching so much youtube you start to think like a youtuber?? like thinking about all the content you could be making and having the youtuber voicein your head. yeah im ghetting that rn

youtube video aideas;

i had my best friends fight to the death for 5 dollars

what happens if you mix pepto bismol and coke? (idk find out)

how to make a tumblr blog look aesthetic ~ (m not very good at it so far lol)

horror film idea

writing prompts for late night writing sessions

i made an arg in 24 hrs! (i wannab make an arg)

why you get sleep paralysisis

how to cure late night insomnia ( i dont ho to yet :'-(ssend help )

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biggest sleepers of history

history of sleep meds

how to make your own web documentary

hoqw to make the voices stop

howto cure sleep paralyiss

k im gonna actually go wtach yt now byeyeee

[auroras-void]

Hmnn if you ever feel bad about not sleeping well, and you've really tried hard but nothing sticks. My personal story is I've had terrible insomnia starting in like middle school at least all the way until I was 19. I had internalized so much about how it was my own fault. I knew I was guilty of "revenge insomnia" and several other bullshit reasons. And I was told all the standard interventions and I tried them again and again, and I could tell it wasn't making much difference, but I also had and still do have horrendous executive dysfunction. So it felt inconclusive because I could never stick to it for more than like a week. And so I blamed myself for it, I told myself I was a failure.

Then one year I had a stretch of time where I had no responsibilities to anyone or anything, I was kinda miserable about it, and it wasn't helping anything. But I just stopped giving a shit about day and night. And I found that after a while it always seemed to stabilize at around 4 or 5 am when I would always feel sleepy. So I just went to bed at 5 am. And I suddenly felt more well rested than ever before. My sleep felt consistent. I didn't have the grogginess, honestly if I had tried to force myself to conform to the standard 9-5 schedule then it would have destroyed me. The only thing wrong was that, I was a little, out of sync with the rest of the world. Or, to me really, the world was out of sync with me. And I was mad about it, because I knew I couldn't fix it.

Then I got some medication, almost begrudgingly prescribed to me from my psychiatrist. Primarily for the anxiety but it had the side effect of causing drowsiness. First one was hydroxyzine and it helped a lot I could actually get myself to sleep when I wanted to. It hurt the quality of my sleep by a lot if I actually took a dose strong enough to be effective, and I could power through it if I didn't. Second one though, 2.5 mg mirtazipine, actually still the same dose I take right now, that one took, and it was pretty gradual, it took a while for my body to adjust to it properly. But today, I notice, taking that on time is the only reliable method to actually get to bed on time. I still stay up late sometimes, but it's always because I got distracted from taking my meds, not from going to bed. If I take my meds, the latest I go to sleep is 1 hour immediately after that. If I'm really determined, I can still keep myself awake, but my brain starts to slow down, it actually makes me feel like it's 5 am.

And suddenly I understand why normal people tell me I'm doing it wrong. If this is what it's like for them then yeah, it seems crazy and disruptive to do insomnia.

But it's not for me. I'm just being punished for having a different brain.

And now I've just kinda, naturally fallen into a mostly healthy sleep schedule without really trying too hard or thinking about it, and, life moves on.

Cause the other thing is this has only fixed exactly 1 (one) of my problems.

I do not feel better. I do not feel happier. I do not have more motivation. I do not have more focus. My ADHD my depression my anxiety, they're all still wreaking havoc on my life, completely independently of this.

I just feel slightly less tired.

That's it.

It does make fighting the rest a little easier I *guess*. But I'm not cured. I'm not suddenly normal. I don't just need another 3 hour lecture about shit I already know. I know how to take care of myself. I just *can't*. I'm just, out of sync with the world. And I lack the autonomy and power to bring it to me. So I need a hammer to strike myself with to bend into shape. How I don't know. No one wants to give me a hammer without lots of back and forth energy I simply don't have. So I just wait. In Limbo, a little longer. Waiting for the next appointment. Praying my memory of it doesn't get corrupted by the constant shower of cosmic rays bouncing around inside my head.

It's been two decades, and my life still hasn't felt like it's begun.

[blue-opossum]

Police Investigation Near a River

        Police Investigation Near a River

        Wednesday morning, 22 November 2023

        The first image is the actual location, though the riverbank was much higher in my dream. The second image is an AI rendering, though it often fails (as here) to get all the details correct.

        This dream has a narrative building upon my usual intuitive awareness that I am only navigating my sleep cycle and guiding my imagination, always with similar correlations, sometimes with real-world influences such as, in this case, a result of watching content from so-called auditing videos on YouTube where the content creator obnoxiously harasses police officers to get views and profit when they manage a monetized channel. However, that association does not influence my dream self's persona. It only loosely builds upon the auditor practice of "interfering with an investigation."

        Zsuzsanna and I are sitting on a park bench (not a picnic table) facing a river. The riverbank is high, about six feet or more. We are in the Veterans Memorial Park in West Salem, Wisconsin.

        Zsuzsanna is sitting on my left, as is usually our orientation when we watch television (thus a literal real-world correlation). She also sleeps on my left, which I typically intuitively acknowledge in dreams, as in this case.

        Bodies of water have featured every sleep cycle (though starting out as a water-filled pothole) for over fifty years as my foundation of succumbing to sleepiness and sleep, signifying my lack of emotions and physicality in a real-world context. To clarify, the essence of water while dreaming is sleep itself and its depth, dynamics, and contemplation. (There are virtually countless commercial recordings, using the sound of water for relaxation, even to “cure insomnia” that exemplify this factor.)

        In this scenario, police are investigating the area. I am uncertain as to why. I watch an unfamiliar male officer facing away from us. He also faces to the right at times and backs up toward us without knowing we are here, though he never gets close to us. He looks down as if expecting to see something on the river's high embankment.

        Finally, he realizes we are sitting on the bench watching him. He tells us we should not be there because of the ongoing investigation. Zsuzsanna and I walk to another area, farther from the river, near a road through the park, and I slowly wake.

        To understand this narrative, one must comprehend my lifelong dreaming history and how I respond to the dynamics of my sleep cycle. A person must know that dream content corresponds with the dream state itself (and my responses to the dream state, both intuitive and lucid) in a case such as this.

        The police officer is personified protoconsciousness (a typical form depending on my sleep depth and preparedness to wake for the day - a type of “ultradian authority” in this instance), which links to the dynamics of precursory consciousness while sleeping. He is on the right, as this personification typically is, as I sleep on my left side, my "passive" side when my right side is more exposed to my environment while sleeping, where protoconsciousness naturally directs my attention (as would be the case for anyone who is mentally sound).

        Looking down over the high riverbank (sleep depth monitored by protoconsciousness) is a passive form of the usual "slope navigation" caused by intuitive perceptions of variations in REM atonia while sleeping. I do not engage with it here. (My dream self does not descend or ascend a slope as is typically the case.) Protoconsciousness (the police officer) is a “witness” who is "testing" my vestibular system dynamics to REM atonia and cueing me to wake myself, and Zsuzsanna and I go to the road (closer to emergent consciousness). The causality is the same as always for over 50 years.

        It is a fundamental narrative and easy to comprehend.

[bowsie22]

Whumptober 12

Wu Xie is tired

12 – Wu Xie, ‘insomnia’, tomb curse, dangerous to life

Wu Xie liked his sleep, everyone knew that. He spent more money on his bedroom than anywhere else in Wushanju, even the shop.  It was his haven, that even Xiaoge was rarely let into. Super king mattress, goose down pillows, Egyptian cotton sheets, the softest pyjamas he could find, classical music playing softly in the background and his scented humidifier. Everyone knew better than to wake him up before his alarm or disturb him after his bedroom door closed behind him. 

Wu Xie liked his sleep.

It was meant to be an easy tomb. few rooms, traps too old to work and some good finds. Except there was one trap still working. And of course, Wu Xie set it off.

Which led to two days later, Wu Xie sitting up in his bed unable to sleep. Whatever gas had hit him made him unable to sleep. He couldn't even doze off! His eyes just refused to close. It wasn’t too bad at the moment, but he hoped Xiaoge, Xiazi and Xiao Hua found an answer soon. Pangzi was left with him, checking in every couple of minutes, offering him calming and soothing teas. Not that they did too much right now. All Wu Xie could do was wait. And hope he had enough books left to read.

Five days later and still no change in his sleeping habits. Wu Xie was feeling the effects of a week of no sleep. He was eating more, most of it junk food and energy drink, anything to get that extra energy boost he needed. After the third day he became cranky, snapping at Pangzi until the other man started avoiding him. He still delivered food and drink, leaving them at the door instead.

He knew the hallucinations were coming soon, he knew it was only going to get worse. Wu Xie couldn’t tell anyone, but he was scared. He knew he wouldn’t survive long without sleep. All he could do was trust that his friends would come through for him.

By the next day, Xiao Hua had a doctor moved into Wushanju. Wu Xie was ordered to stay in his bed, hooked to an IV for the proper nutrients, with the doctor setting up camp in the corner of his room. Pangzi wandered in and out, constantly on the phone.

Wu Xie wasn’t aware of any of this. By this stage he was too far gone. He’d started hallucinating yesterday, talking to his grandfather. Entire conversations that terrified Pangzi, knowing how close his friend was getting to death. The doctor could only do so much, considering this insomnia was unnatural.

All Pangzi could do was check up on the three searching for the cure while making sure Wu Xie was holding on. At this stage that’s all his young friend was doing. And even then, he was barely doing that.

It took eight days to find the antidote. Wu Xie glared at the doctor as he injected it into his IV, not understanding what was happening. Pangzi couldn’t help the sigh of relief as he watched his Wu Xie’s eyes flutter close, his breath evening out, deepening. Pottering around the room, he turned on the humidifier and the classical music, closing the blackout blinds. Now that Wu Xie was able to sleep again, Pangzi was determined he was going to enjoy it. The doctor packed his things, leaning into whisper to Pangzi, “He’ll probably sleep for at least a day, so I’ll keep the IV in. When he does wake up, food and drink and then a bath. He’ll be groggy for a while and will require a lot of sleep over the next week or two. Just make sure he’s eating and drinking, and he’ll be ok in no time.”

Pangzi nodded, closing the door behind the doctor, wanting another few minutes to watch over Wu Xie, make sure he was ok. Maybe they needed a break from tombs for the next few months. Pangzi really couldn’t take his friends being hurt again. He settled into the armchair Wu Xie had placed beside the bookcase in the room, just wanting to watch his friend. After a few minutes he could feel himself start to drift off, joining Wu Xie in sleep. Now that Wu Xie was finally safe and resting, it was time for Pangzi to catch up on his rest too. And where else would he do it, if not by Wu Xie’s side?

[abbinurmel]

There's a giant flying roach in my apartment...

It's no more obvious to anyone besides me how utterly stupid and unfair it is to have a lifelong crippling phobia of an innocent harmless tiny creature, one that can't even sting me, that doesn't even affect my paranoia when I see it in photos or anywhere outdoors, a creature that I know has a benign purpose and even if it wasn't benign it had never asked to be put in this position...I KNOW it lacks any sense of how it bothers me(unlike spider crickets which DO deliberately jump at me to fuck with me because that's their actual instinct)- I do not even have the concern some do regarding germs or home infestation because I know those flying giant ones rarely infest and that cockroaches in fact HATE to be dirty and constantly wipe themselves with oils and their legs to groom. I follow Bogleech religiously for over a decade among dozens of other insect blogs, some of my earliest childhood books I learned to ever read were coloring books about insects and arachnids, I managed to thru hypnotism cure SOME of my fears of spiders, Gregor Samsa is one of my favorite literary characters, and The Evil Midnight Bomber what Bombs at Midnight is one of my favorite animated ones....

And yet. And yet. And yet.

...Even just spotting a stupid perfectly accurate TOY of them is sometimes enough to make me pee myself in terror. And now there is one, a giant one. Flying. In this house. Say that again Skinarmarink style. In this fucking house. It is now two days since he has arrived here...I thought he would mercifully just leave, so I would not have to resort to needless fear and cruelty. Please little one please just go. I know you don't likely need to be here. Why don't you just stay somewhere nice and dark and undisturbed like under the couch. I can pretend you never existed down there and there's dirt and crumbs for you aplenty. You could live on in my dad's recycling pails or maybe feed on dog poop if you just leave thru the back pet door. Please. Please I beg of you please just make this easy for us both.

...I am in a few months turning 37 years old.

Why does it have to be here sitting between walls. Why does having a barrier of wood and plaster suddenly transform this insignificant insect into a monster that is literally the stupidest fucking thing. Just why brain, how are you this dumb. Smug little asshole, what do you think this is, the film Mouse Hunt?? I got insomnia enough as it is what with that awful husky deciding he wants walks and socialization but ONLY after 11Pm every night. Look at him- no no don't look at him, ....doing its little roach business in between FOUR WALLS. The NERVE. THE FUCKING NERVE OF THAT GUY. FLYING AROUND BETWEEN MY PRECIOUS *WALLS*, MY INSULATION BARRIER FROM THE CRUEL OUTER WORLD OF MAN. I am trapped in my upstairs room and cannot go pee, or go downstairs to feed my dog, without peeking into the hall like a goddamn Jason Voorhees is lurking out there. I cannot use Raid here because we don't have any, and I don't have a broom or a book heavy enough to squash it and I feel sorry for it regardless, and the only way I can get by is if I manage to work up Courage the Cowardly Dog levels of reluctant trembling terrified 'bravery' to spray 'Dog Pee Smell Be Gone' mist at it if I become close enough to dare. I legit avoided using the steps because I was afraid I legit might fall backwards and break my neck if it flew toward me up here. I put pillows in front of my bedroom door to prevent him sneaking under the door crack but there is nothing I can do to seal the side edges of the door, which mock me with the hallway light, at 1:30am. Every clink the AC unit suddenly makes or every scratch of my husky dogs toenails across the wooden floor late at night now makes me jump like a gunshot. I am truly the lamest most pathetically useless fool of a coward, in the lamest horror movie plot ever written.

This is the most goddamn pointless, stupid, stupid stupid STUPID phobia ever made, and I do not recommend it, 0 stars.

[dealsbetween-devils]

Why do people take "orders" from doctors? Doctors prescribe drugs not medicine.

"The person who takes medicine must recover twice, once from the disease and once from the medicine." William Osler, M.D.

The drug commercials say their drugs "may cause headaches, insomnia, hair loss, dizziness drowsiness, sudden weight gain, sudden weight loss, blood in stool, kidney failure, liver failure, pancreatic cancer, inflammation, blindness, impotency, suicidal thoughts, rapid heart beat, loss of appetite, swelling, bacteria in lungs, shortness of breath, difficulty breathing, abdominal pains, parasitic infections, constipation, may cause death followed by "ask your doctor if this drug is right for you".

Why do you need to ask your doctor if any of these adverse reactions are right for you? How does something that makes you want to k1ll yourself count as medicine? All doctors swear an oath to apolloyon (Hypocratic Oath). Their allegiance is to apollo not you hence why the serpent & staff are present on hospitals, medications, ambulances & medical gear. Why would anyone take orders from a doctor? Doctors promote the suicide trump jab. Doctors tell you aids, herpes, genital warts, cancer, diabetes, some forms of hepatitis are incurable which has been proven to be a lie.

Doctors are trained to treat the symptoms, not the illness. Why? Because there's no money in cures. A patient cured is a customer lost. Every drug they prescribe is synthetic aka petroleum based (made from by-products of oil). Is oil for human consumption? What affect does consuming it have on the human body? (Refer back to adverse side affects listed above). Only a fool would take a drug that clearly states it will harm you. Drugs are bad. Medicine is only found in nature. "For every illness exist a plant that c-ures it." * Dr Sebi. "If nature didn't make it, don't take it." * Dr Sebi.

Holistic Healing has been rebranded to alternate medicine which is an inversion of reality. Every drug you are "ordered" to take is harmful to your body and your body tries to tell you this hence adverse reactions. Even taking asprin, tylenol, advil or bayer harm your kidneys. Every time you take a drug you own health is the sacrifice to apolloyon. There is a reason the eye of the needle resembles the fang of a poisonous viper/snake. Same reason the serpent is on the staff. You are injecting posion into your blood stream. If you are have medical freedom why do doctors "order" you? Did you know a doctor can force treatment on you if they deem you insane or incompetent based on their own opinions & hold you against your will? Why do doctors who open up their own clinics call their business a "practice?" Because they are practicing black magic on their patients. Did you know aborted fetus cells are in all vaxxines along with heavy metals which cause alzheimers, dementia, autism & a slew of other harmful side affects? Why would they put known harmful contaminates in something and call it medicine? How come c-uring cancer is illegal? They can only call it "treatment". All forms of cancer can be c-ured in mere days and a couple of weeks at most depending on which "Holistic" route you take. Holistic medicine cost very little while chemotherapy cost several hundred thousand dollars & poisons your entire body with radation. People lose their hair & die from the treatment because it's not medicine. Medicine is the food you eat. You are either eating to live or eating to die. *Dr Sebi. (Ps Dr Sebi had no medical degree "Dr" is simply a title).

The Hippocratic Oath has four parts: a pledge to pagan deities, a list of positive obligations, a list of negative obligations, and a concluding piety.

Here is the original Hypocratic Oath all doctors are requiredto swear out loud & sign:

“I swear by Apollo the physician, and Aesculapius the surgeon, likewise Hygeia and Panacea, and call all the gods and goddesses to witness, that I will observe and keep this underwritten oath, to the utmost of my power and judgment. I will reverence my master who taught me the art."

[dameronology]

marvel masterlist

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steve rogers

⥤ the one where everyone finds out

you & steve had been pretty good at keeping your relationship hidden from the public eye - it takes one (minor, in his defense) mishap on his part to change that ⥤ the one where you bring home a dog

you want a dog. steve doesn't want a dog. so you get a dog.

⥤ walls

steve just wants to look after you - even if it means breaking down your insanely stubborn walls. ⥤ the one with his new girl

pretending to be over steve rogers is hard. all it takes is a few glasses of expensive wine and a conversation with his gorgeous new girlfriend before the walls begin to come down. ⥤ the one where you can’t sleep

steve rogers is a good cure for insomnia. ⥤ the one where you finally talk about it 

when a mission goes wrong, you end up in a cell with your ex-boyfriend. what a better way to pass the time than to discuss where things went wrong? ⥤ knowing me, knowing you

breaking up is never easy - but it’s the best thing you can do (yes, it’s based on the song by abba and no, i have no regrets)

⥤ delays on the a-train

you had a lot of beef with the MTA; slightly less so since the world’s most unreliable subway led you to the likes of steve rogers bucky barnes ⥤ the one where he’s not ready

you and bucky, during one particularly soft morning, have an honest conversation about your relationship ⥤ you have my number

bucky barnes’ memory is a little selective, thanks to all the brainwashing - but one thing he’ll never forget is his love for you, even if you’re a complete & utter pain in the ass. his ass. ⥤ it’s no use, i just do

‘if i just wanted someone to hold, then really anyone would do/i’d close my eyes and really try not to turn them into you, but it’s no use, i just love you’ - no use i just do, hayley williams (a.k.a the one where bucky needs a hug specifically from you) tony stark (no longer on character list) ⥤ the one where he does something dumb 

‘you think i’m the stupid one but you’re the one who married me, so who’s the real idiot here?’

thor odinson ⥤ the one with the failed mission

‘you think i’m the stupid one but you’re the one who married me, so who’s the real idiot here?’ natasha romanoff ⥤ questioning

natasha had always been able to appreciate women. once she meets you, it becomes clear why ⥤ aftermath

when the snap happened, everyone’s minds immediately went to the person they loved the most. natasha romanoff’s went to you ⥤ better now

just domestic bliss with natasha - also, you have a cat sam wilson ⥤ the art of self care

after a long week at work, sam wilson waits for you at home matt murdock ⥤ the defence rests

aka romeo & juliet, except you’re a hot young d.a intern & matt is a hot lawyer frank castle

⥤ lonely eyes

frank castle therapises you, basically (based on the song lonely eyes by the front bottoms)

⥤ trigger

frank castle lives to protect you. he doesn't take it very well when you do the same for him. matt murdock + frank castle love triangle, because clearly i have psychological issues ⥤ slipping through my fingers

frank castle has a lot of pride - maybe too much to admit just how in love with you he is ⥤ anyone but him

you and matt are different people. you and frank are similar people. how’s that working out for you? not well. ⥤ red & blue

domestic life with matt murdock was a new kind of bliss. that doesn’t mean you’d ever stop thinking about frank, though. zemo ⥤ the loyalty complexity + part two

you were once loyal to captain america, but it never worked out in your favour – after his actions regarding the sokovia accords sent you on the run, you found yourself in an unlikely pairing with a former enemy. when rogers requires both your assistance, he’s forced to face the truth: you’re no longer his. you’re no longer anyone’s, in fact, but baron zemo comes close. peter parker mcu peter parker ⥤  when we were young

you haven’t seen peter parker for years. a chance meeting on a roof-top reminds you of your younger days. amazing spiderman peter parker ⥤ scenes from a modern romance

everyone has stupid arguments, but it’s hard to stay mad at peter parker ⥤  a matter of time (series masterlist; completed)

peter parker has barely gotten over losing you and getting dragged into another universe where you’re still alive and kicking isn’t about to help the case. thanks to an ultimatum from stephen strange, peter has just a matter of days to make you realise who he is and what you had, or he faces losing you all over again. he better get to work. ⥤  come home 

peter parker can’t protect you from everything, no matter how hard he tries ⥤ what can you do?

a.k.a the one where peter has an existential crisis about turning 20 (based loosely on 30/90 from tick, tick, boom)

⥤ burnt out

when you're feeling a little burnt out, peter's there to remind you of what's important (the answer? pizza)

⥤ last request

you want to break up. peter doesn't.

[starsinmylatte]

More insomnia? More Silco sleep thoughts. This time they are NSFW. Again, please forgive any grammatical errors because it’s late (or early I suppose) and I can’t sleep 😅

Part one of Silco Sleep thoughts (SFW)

Pairing: Silco x gender neutral reader

Rating: Explicit

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Warnings/tags: body worship, love bites, passionate sex, rough sex, dirty talk, body worship, consensual kink, dom/sub themes, BDSM elements, biting, praise and degradation, breath play, pet names, slight Voyeurism

Yes, Silco loves quiet nights with his love where they just both relax peacefully. However…… there’s another great cure for stress or not being able to sleep.

First, there’s the quiet, sensual, love-affirming sex. Sometimes Silco will be holding his partner in his arms and it’s almost a need for him to show how much he is devoted to them. He isn’t always good with expressing his emotions verbally, but he is excellent at expressing them through touch and action.

He will begin by trailing his hands softly up and down the side of their body. His love can always tell when Silco is in this mood because the touch is light and teasing. It’s meant to raise goosebumps and stir desire.

The next thing that always happens is Silco whispering something sly in their ear with his low, purring voice. Something along the lines of “May I?” or “Let me enjoy you, my lovely”.

If his partner isn’t in the mood for sex it turns into a really lovely massage. But if they are? Silco basically redefines “making love”.

His partner’s pleasure is his pleasure. The better they feel, the better he feels. This kind of sex is slow and sensual. He takes his sweet time worshiping his partner’s body and delights in the soft gasps and moans they respond with.

Slow, deep, passionate kisses happen here. There isn’t a lot of dirty talk, but Silco does still offer praises and reassurances like “so perfect for me”.

This type of sex isn’t particularly kinky, but Silco is still very much Silco. The man is possessive and will always leave his mark on his partner during sex in a place only he can see. It won’t be as numerous or as grandiose as the rougher sex, but it’s very much still a thing that happens.

Silco can be very self conscious about his own body, so his partner putting the same kind of devotion into appreciating his body is a major source of confidence for him. Because he is insecure about his own appearance, he goes above and beyond to make sure his love knows how stunning they look.

On the other hand, some nights Silco is just so stressed. Nothing went right that day, someone screwed up big time, a shimmer shipment was lost, etc. Those are the nights where he goes a little feral. Sex narrows his world down to what is immediately important. First, it’s pleasing his partner and then it’s his own release. Sex gives him a carnal, physical way to work off the stress that doesn’t hurt anyone. Well, it doesn’t cause any unwanted pain.

This man is kinky and it’s the hill I die on. There isn’t a lot of kink involved with the reassuring sex, but here? Oh boy. Dom/sub dynamic in full swing.

Silco wants to see his partner come undone for him. This is the sex where he wants to fuck them so hard they can’t sit the next day without wincing slightly and blushing.

He wants to ruin them. Silco wants his partner to feel so much pleasure they they are literally cockdumb afterward. If they wear makeup, he wants to see it running down their face.

Silco leaves his mark everywhere during this. Hickeys, bruises, and bite marks are littered everywhere across their body. Their lips are kiss-bruised and swollen. Silco pulls hair just enough for it to hurt and breath play is very much on the table. He likes how his partner’s eyes flutter shut in pleasure when his hands wrap around their throat. It’s also an extremely possessive action and it shows that his partner places their complete trust in him.

He always loves to praise his partner, but degradation is also involved here.

- “Such a good little slut, taking me like this”.

- “I wonder if anyone else in Zaun knows that you’re my whore? Maybe we should show them.”

- “What’s that? Have you gone cockdumb already? Oh, my lovely, we’ve only just begun.”

There are times that he won’t even undress, but he will bend his partner over and finger them through an orgasm or two as simply as he would use a stress toy.

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