#hyper from no sleep

[v-tired-queer]

Did I stay up literally all night in hopes of fixing my sleep schedule tonight by being so absolutely exhausted that I will have no choice but to sleep at a reasonable hour? Yes.

Did I think this through at all? No.

Is this healthy? Beats me, I'm not a doctor.

Bit did I roll out of bed at a bright and early 6:00 AM and immediately set things out for my breakfast and started on my laundry? Also yes.

So far a lack of sleep has done what coffee only wishes it could do for me in the morning. I am awake I am alert I am ready to go.

[timethehobo]

Hearing news that he’s confirmed romanceable (and described as intimate and sensual) got me so giddy I might just expire.

[hypewinter]

Danny felt a familiar tug in his chest. Not another summoning. The cultists never quit did they? Danny was going to ignore it. Just like all the rest. He figured they would try blood sacrifices but then he didn't experience the familiar tang in the air that usually wafted through his nose. That had peaked his curiosity. So he leaned into the summoning a little. Not enough to be summoned but enough to get more senses. He heard..... he heard crying! What? Why was he hearing crying? He leaned into the summoning just a little more. That allowed him to see, albeit vaguely. He caught the glimpse of a form within the circle. It was small. It was...... a child. A child? A. CHILD!? Those cultists had really thought since blood sacrifices didn't work to try a whole human. Danny's blood boiled. He had been content to ignore them until now but no more. He was taking care of this. NOW. With that, Danny allowed himself to be fully summoned. The cultists immediately fell on their knees.

"Oh great King, you have finally answered our plea," the apparent leader said.

Danny ignored him and immediately scooped the child up in his arms. He gently rubbed circles into the child's back, whom he now knew to be a boy who couldn't be older than 8. He felt his rage flair. They had tried to sacrifice an eight year old! Danny didn't even bother listening to the cultists. Instead he dispersed his power throughout the room, allowing all the souls sacrificed over the years to gain form.

"Feel free to exact your revenge," he said simply.

Then he turned and opened a portal, tuning out the screams as he stepped through.

~~~~

It took a while, but Danny finally managed to calm the boy down and convince him he didn't want to eat him. Once he did, he asked for the kid's name.

"It's Richard Grayson," the boy answered. "But my parents called me Dick."

Danny didn't miss the past tense. Were his parents dead? Danny's mouth set into a firm line. If he found out those cultists had anything to do with this- His train of thought was cut off by the sound of sniffling. Right, Dick. Danny would handle the cultists later. Right now, he had a little boy to comfort.

[chaoparty]

I found my 3ds so I made them in miimaker so they can get married & have kids in tomodachi life

[delicatepoets]

on undying friendships for @fightingdragonswithwho​ <3

graceland too - phoebe bridgers / daisy jones and the six / leonard cohen - boygenius / a league of their own (2022) / a little life - hanya yanagihara / ladybird (2017) / the seven husbands of evelyn hugo - taylor jenkins reid

[nanaminokanojo]

True form Sukuna in just a goddamn fundoshi, emerging from a hot spring like a Heian era Calvin Klein model, arms raised as he cards his fingers through his wet hair, mist and steam under the moonlight and all that shebang.

[curiosity-killed]

i know i’ve rambled about this before but I think about it a lot with the various like “can reptiles/fish/non cat/dog pets ACTUALLY love you back” posts and articles about how to tell when your cat loves you and I just sometimes think it’s a little silly to act like love is both this grand ineffable mystery in regards to pets (or people) and something to be measured and assessed

like does Baloo let me hold her paw for a long time (a Measure of Trust according to many articles)? No, she doesn’t really like having her paws touched. But when she gets her head stuck in the back of a chair or her scarf’s caught on something, she stills the moment I touch her head and lets me—a big, strange creature (who frankly often runs into furniture and doorframes)—manipulate the most fragile and vital part of her body in order to help her.

love is an action imo. your dog doesn’t need to be able to comprehend the words ‘I love you’ to feel loved, and your snake doesn’t need to purr to show that it trusts you and likes being around you. love is going to look a little different in every setting and trying to both box it in and demand it meet certain criteria is just...kind of dumb

[nevenne-creates]

I missed the start of the vashwood week but! Scars!

[aria0fgold]

12 am: the mid point. safe to sleep in and safe to keep doing whatever you want.

1 am to 2 am: you are treading a tightrope. to be well rested or not to be well rested that is the question.

3 am: ungodly hour. the gods have yet abandoned you, you better start preparing to sleep. the clock is ticking.

4 am: devil hour. the longer you stay awake, the less likely you are to sleep, start praying to the gods you abandoned that you may sleep well before the break of dawn.

5 am: the gods had abandoned you. you are on your own. sleep or suffer.

6 am: have you slept yet? are you still awake? how does the rush of energy feel? of the dawn that watched over you and the rising sun that greeted you, do you feel like you can defeat gods now? here have a candy 🍬

[thatfaerieprincess]

Do y’all want to see me hopping around dressed up as a green tree frog for our Halloween kids event at work???

[lost-technology]

I don't know when I'm going to have the energy to do my Trigun fanwork, so just a heads up if I am a bit pokey-slow on it. I... happen to also be in the American Politics fandom and it's a pretty horrible fandom right now. (This because I happen to live here, cannot afford to escape / have no way otherwise of escaping). We've just hit despair-levels surpassing the Couch Scene. *Sigh.*

[famewolf]

a shot of whiskey at night has been doing wonders for my nerves. not to sound like I got my prescription from a cowboy-doctor or something, but it's near instant relief

[skyward-floored]

oog okay now I’m regretting staying up ridiculously late

[habitual-creatures]

*DISC0RD is just waiting behind Kevin for when he inevitably falls over from exhaustion*

~CHA0TICALLY, DISC0RD/🕕

Why're you behind me?

[faintlyglow]

Gordon Porlock spotted tearing up while reading song of achilles, more news at 8

[mars-ipan]

i feel! weird and bad. today