#i may be a little sleep deprived
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hell yeah in the name of brazil i’ll punish you
*brazil flag fades in in the background*
oh this would be the worst time for the capybara to try something bc for the hide and seek everyone has to disable their names and minimaps so if something happens to an egg it would be hard to find them. luckily they’re not gonna fucking try something bc if they ruin pac and mikes fun event i’m gonna shoot them in the head
#feel free to ignore this btw#i may be a little sleep deprived#fell asleep at like 4am last night#reblogs from the ocean
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Guys I think I'm experiencing shrimp emotions rn
#anecdotes by peachdoxie#im VERY sleep deprived and underfed and probably dehydrated#and finished an electrifying DP fic today and also the wind and Truth chapters#PLUS I'm in the middle of a very ill planned trip to do one specific task in Ohio#and ive been sitting in an airport for the last two hours#so i may be a little insane right now
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Dude what if Shinsou heard voices in his head from his quirk, just random voices saying whatever. But they freak him out really bad
#he just hears screaming#or someone saying something creepy#ooo amd to bring Aizawa into this#(maybe dadzawa)#he can earse his quirk and get a break from the voices#even tho they're a few minutes between usally#thats why Shinsho is sleep deprived#(part of it)#and maybe Aizawa helped him sleep one night#boku no hero academia#mha#my hero academia#bnha#hitoshi shinsou#j realized i spelt his name wrong lmao#mha shinsou#aizawa shouta#dadzawa#may or may not be because i just heard a little girl screaming and some guy talking to me while trying to go to sleep#this is why i camt go to sleep in silence
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Y’ALL!!! I DID THREE MULTIS, AND I DIDN’T GET SYGNA SUIT BLUE, BUT I GOT TWO CUTE LIMITED TIME PAIRS THAT I WAS MISSING, AND A REGULAR ONE THAT I DIDN’T HAVE!!!
#chat sesh with iris#THE MAY IS SO ADORABLE OMG 😭😭😭#I got nothing on the third multi but the others made up for it#I’ve never bought anything#I’m entirely free to play and only use what the game gives me#so I am a little worried that I won’t be able to get things that I want later#and ofc no f/os#BUT THE MAY IS SO CUTE SO I DON’T MIND!!!!!#I know I almost always just talk about f/os on this blog#but I actually hold a fondness for almost every character from this franchise#I’m very sleep deprived right now#so I’m sorry if I’m not making any sense#either way I hope that everyone is very happy for me!!!!!#also Bea is like half covered up by the effects but that’s who’s in the third screenshot
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okay. it is 5 am and i just finished reading this fic (at least up to where it’s updated rn) and oh my god.
literally i cannot recommend it enough it is so good i legit cried multiple times reading it. it’s genuinely so beautiful and wonderfully written.
it’s a country x city boy type kiribaku au and ohhhhh lawd it played with my heart so much. it’s not my usual type of fic, but i took a well worth it risk and lawddddd i can’t wait to see how it ends.
also i literally made a playlist based off/inspired by it if your interested 😭😭:
anyways yeah if you need a krbk fic rec this is one 🙏🙏🙏🙏🫶🫶🫶🫶
#‘it’s just a fanfic’ to YOU#to me it changed a part of my soul ngl#it is also quite literally 5:15 am so i may be a little sleep deprived but that does not take away from how good this work is.#kiribaku#kirishima eijirou#bakugou katsuki#my hero academia#mha#ao3#ao3 fanfic#fanfic rec#fanfics#pop rocks#Spotify
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“what even is the plot of bsd” dude. what is the entire story- oh my god. what. what is that word…story? what story? story? As in like a book? Like the one they keep mentioning throughout the entire fucking story- oh shit there it is again what! story!? what is this show even about!? books!? the book?? There’s a book?? and stories relating to different books??? that’s insane!! what!!
#like. cmon man.#THINK for a sec#the entire series is abt dead AUTHORS who have abilities named after BOOKS and they’re trying to find a special BOOK#WHAT is not to get#im sorry. this shit just makes me laugh a bit. It’s just very ironic to me#bsd#bungou stray dogs#‘why is there vampires all of a sudden’ idk man maybe just MAYBE it could have sm to do w the fact that Bram Stoker#author of DRACULA. a story abt VAMPIRES. is in this series.#I’m losing it a little#I May b a bit sleep deprived#I’m going to bed
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Next chapter post tomorrow!! Along with some other little things I’ve been working on ofc :D
#no but seriously#I’m so sleep deprived from studying#Anywho#YEAHH TOMORROWWW#I may or may not have a little drawing and one shot…#I’m so weird#G/t writing#g/t community#restoration#I can’t waitttt#Even though I’m the one who wrote it#Oh well#love you guys ❤️
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that... also wasn't me... :(((
I DIDNT SAY JUST KIDDING AHWHAHSHWHHAAAAHHH 😭😭😭
-anon who almost wrote their name as sayori
dont worry anon who almost wrote their name as sayori, you know who you are and you know you are the rightful heir of the title of the ddlc brainrotter
#anon who almost wrote their name as sayori#asks#at this point id like to add that it is currently 5.15 am#so i may be in the middle of some kind of sleep deprivation hallucination bc how did this silly little thing end up with 10+ asks
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[pained wailing emoji]
#.pdf#rd#THE REST OF THIS IS JSUT ME WHINING. FEEL FREE TO IGNORE#i dont wanna go to work ‼️‼️‼️ i feel like i am nearing a breaking point i am sofucking burnt out#every time i go to work. my brain gets Scary at me. stresses me out. dont like it ☹️#im supposedto be going in tonigjt but im dreading it sososo much#my work hour options have changed from “fully flexible” to “7am-9pm only” whcih yeah i know that doesnt sound that bad. but i have non-24#(circadian rhythm disorder that makes me sleep progressively later every day circling fully around the clock over ~3 weeks or so)#and bcos of it often i have to force myself out of bed in what my body thinks may as well be the middle of the night just to get to work#and then i dont ever get enough time to recover from that to actually let my sleep fall back into its natural schedule wjich is the only#time i feel properly rested. so essentially im chronically sleep deprived which is making me chronically stressed and way less productive#i just reslly really want to fucking save up a little money and just Not work for a week or two. bjt. with my sleep bullshit i cant really#work enough to be able to put anything aside. at all#so. kind of an unrealistic desire i guess. lol#ive been feeling like this ever since like early january when i was told i ahve to stick to a more normal schedule. & its only getting worse#idont know i just wishthere was something i could do that was fully flexible on timing but also doesnt havw the kind of workload that would-#-stress me out like basically anything with longer-term projects so ykmow Most flexible schedule jobs.#i do have one thing in mind i could do on my own but its dumb and probably wouldnt make much money and has startup costs i cant afford rn..
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Hot take - instead of saying Irish names aren't said how they're spelt, lets fucking learn that thats because they aren't fucking English. If i see one more person complaining that Saoirse is Shersha and not said how its spelt, i will personally call my da to fight all of you. It is time we have respect for activly dying languages- sincerely, someone whose grandfather didn't get to learn his families language because of cultural genocide.
#And Dont Get Me Started On The Fucking “Potato Famine”#that bitch was genocide#you will never convince me otherwise#and these complaints about irish names instead of learning them is giving “i actually dont give a shit about cultures other than my own.”#i also am very sleep deprived and that may be where this anger is coming from#but also when i was a little kid#i would hear my Da lamenting about how he and his siblings were never fluent in irish when they were literally from northern Ireland#but he knew enough to teach me somewhat how to figure out the names#and thats important to me. yes im bading a character off of him.
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i may not have considered guedira/lupin before now but there are. some sequences. in this season. that are so
#need to make a post abt it once ive actually finished this season#just like the whole what. third scene. in s3e5#unfortunately i can't tell if the english subs are changing things or not. but#truly. i dont think they would be in any kind of relationship. and i am of course a major fan of guedira/belkacem i love their dynamic.#however. i do think guedira is a little bit in love with him. not even necessarily an actual crush but like. yeah. you get what i mean#are the joenicky lupin au brainworms crossing over into this post? maybe. who cares. i watched ep 5 this morning and i have felt really 100%#not normal about it all day. the things people say out loud in this show#'i'm not sure whose side you're on anymore' what if i BITE on GLASS#lupin spoilers#sorry this post is slightly unhinged everyone. i am doing cool and fine 👍#(person who has not left the house today) (and desperately needs to) (also has not been studying) (SHOULD BE)#im on break rn because i only just finished staring at the same article i have been staring at all day. so this is like a break for me#*reward i meant. i may also be a bit sleep deprived i will not lie#neon has thoughts
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When you got totk three days ago and haven’t slept since:
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Lois feels her throat close up, feeling a growing lump she cant force down. And can’t help but stare at the boy. And her body feels like it’s unable to even move, frozen in place because-
God that’s a child, just a little boy tied up like he… he’s some experimental animal, like he’s not even human.
And for a moment she just stands there, until the boy opens his eyes. And oh god those eyes, those eyes look so tired, and scared. Like he’s seen some horrible monsters that plan on eating him, and to be fair… maybe it’s not so far from the truth.
Those piercing icy blue eyes that hold so much fear (fear a child- a boy no less- should not be holding) is what makes her come to her senses.
And distantly she can see more resemblance between this boy in this… cell… and her baby boys best friend.
Like being snapped from a trance Lois comes back to reality. And further steps into the room, closing the door behind her (because so god help her she’s not going to get caught, not when there’s a CHILD (whose mind you, maybe not much older Jon) is being help captive).
She can tell the boy is staring intently at her movements, trying to discern if she’s like the rest of the people here.
And before she even starts talking, she clicks on her recorder. After what feels like forever she swallows the lump in her throat that thought it could get comfortable her throat.
Not today, or any day lump!
“..Hello, I’m- I’m Lois Lane with… god kid what…” Fair to say Lois lost her voice as quickly as she got it.
Ugh this isn’t you Lois! Focus, this kid needs you. She internally scolded herself, as the kid continued to stare at her. God did he even have enough strength to speak back from how thin and brittle he looks..?
With a deep breath Lois shoved away her own problems, she could work on it without the kids life in danger at this very moment.
“Can you speak..?” She asked walking over to the cell that held him like an animal unworthy of human care.
As she was about to touch the cell keypad she fell short. Unable to continue with the action as she heard a small, weak and hoarse voice. It made her heart break a little at how weak it sounded.
“Don’t… to-ch-…” The boy sounded out, taking a moment to clear his throat.
“Is’ not… go-na end well..” he continued, moving to sit up from his laying down position on the floor.
Lois could see his hair stick to his face and neck from how sweaty he looked. He looked so tired from the simple action of sitting up. More than how he looked before.
“Why not- I’m not leaving you here.” She stated with a ‘no argument tone’ that Jon always commented on.
“They’r not gonna.. give me’ up so easy…” He spoke back, Lois wanted to retort that. Say that she could get him out but…
She knew she couldn’t, this is a government funded facility. And she broke into it. She may be stubborn, but she she’s not foolish.
“I’ll find you a way out, I promise. So just tell me anything and everything you can think of about this- GIW. Their purpose, who they are, anything”
She almost pleaded as she stepped away from the cell with clenched fists. Barely being able to not look away from his icy winter eyes, which reminded her of Bruce’s eyes.
The boy, for his part just nodded weakly. Having moved to lean against the calls glass wall.
“M’ names Danny… Daniel Fen…Fenton..” he stared, Lois for her part. Started taking pictures of the room, and… Danny himself.
“M’ from… Amity, Amity Pa-k-“ he took a moment to clear his throat.
“Amity… park.. Illinois.. uh.. GIW is’- .. means, Ghost. Inves-tigation- Ward.”
“Ghost? Aren’t those superstitions?” She instinctively asked.
As the boy explained roughly about how ghosts were technically ecto beings. Lois opened up a drawer with, which lucky for her held some important information.
Taking pictures of those documents which were mostly about the boy -Danny, who looked so much like her Jon’s best friend but with Bruce’s eyes- it made her heart stutter.
They’d already had his internal workings down on paper… they had- god it made her wanna puke and feel nauseous… it’s wasn’t until she heard the next words from Danny that made her freeze
“They uh- … the last I remember of th- the outside.. was… March..?” Danny, the poor boy got out from his sore, haggard throat.
It had to hold onto the drawer for support… it’s July.
The GIW had had him for 5 months.
Her breath shuddered as she forcibly got her composure back, she couldn’t waver now. The boy will freak if he finds out.
“…Ho-w.. long..?” The poor boy asked. It made Lois purse her lips to stop herself from indicating just how much time had passed. Good thing her back was turned on him.
“Not.. not too long.” She had a feeling she didn’t convince him from his silence.
Straightening herself she put the files back. She got her evidence. With the files back in place she looked back at the boy, so similar to Jon. Her precious baby boy.
Only to find Danny back on the floor, no longer leaning on the glass wall of the cell. There was green sorta gas’s filling it now, shit did she trigger it-
“Kid—“
“S’ kay’ ma’am… their’ cmin’ back…” He managed, looking up much more tiredly at Lois now.
“Kid you with me?!” She scurried to his side, the solid thick glass separating the two of them. If only she had Clark’s strength, just this once.
“Go… their’ cmin’ back… please’ just-.. don’t get caught…” Danny looked straight into Loises eyes. As drowsy as he was, he made sure not to slur his last 3 words together.
All Lois could do was nod, and silently promise herself, and the kid that she was going to do everything she could to get him out. And destroy the GIW.
Looking around quickly she found a little body hole behind a the large mass of drawers and crates towards the back.
Luckily was still able to somewhat see the kids cell from her position. And hastily pull up her phone to record. With the brightness all the way down of course, she doesn’t want to get caught.
Not after find out out what they’d been doing with a fucking child.
Several men in white came in, all of them holding either guns or what looks to be tasers, with two of them having a pole on hand. Lois couldn’t help but think is those were even necessary… he’s a child
And seeing them talk to him like he’s an animal, even going so far as to calling ‘him’ and ‘it’. It made her blood boil.
But not as much as when they tased and beat him when he tried to move away from, or fight back at them. She couldn’t help the small flinch at his muffled grunts and slight whimpers in pain as he took the beating.
She caught the one of them saying why he was acting up now… god Danny was doing that on purpose… for her. To add more to what she has.
And as much as she appreciates it, she wishes he didn’t do that… he’s a child, he shouldn’t have had to do that.
After a 1 minute and 24 seconds (according to the recording) Danny finally gave out. She couldn’t properly see him but she could tell he was heaving hard, trying to catch his breath. The guards with the poles moved and-
And she felt pure rage at how they forcibly moved him with the poles attached to his collar. Keeping him a distance from themselves as they moved him, like a feral dog on the streets.
But it was the fact that Danny was barely making an effort to fight back, and being dragged around carelessly and cruelly by his neck was what got to her.
But she forced down the drive to go up to them and fight them herself. Because again, they’re the government. The only good that’ll do is just for her anger. It’s not gonna help Danny.
It’s not gonna help the poor boy that looks so much like her boy, Jon’s best friend.
It’s not gonna help Danny whose being treated like a feral animal by these people (Can she even consider them people from how they are treating a child?).
So she bites her tongue, waits until they leave.
And begins her search of the facility.
With her phone recording and her recorder having been turned on since she fist spoke with the boy.
Lois Lane, the best reporter and investigator of the Daily Planet. Makes her way around the facility, fitting into the white clad sorry excuse of people, with a uniform she found in one of the boxes.
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Much later, as the morning rays of dawn shed light upon Metropolis’s waking buildings.
A certain woman with black shoulder length hair, and clad in a white suit exits a building near the outskirts of Metroplis.
Her hands are clenched in tight fists as she walks out of the facility’s grounds. As she walks towards the City to where she last parked her car, she brings up her phone once more.
Having recorded all she needed within it, she calls a certain man of steel.
“Hey Lois, where are you?” A man’s voice spoke after not even the second ring.
“I’m coming come right now, but I need you to get ready. This may need a certain man of steel.” She responded back, not even acknowledging his question. For realistically he already hears where she is right now.
“Understood-“ as Clark was about to continued Lois cut him off.
“We need all hands on deck, especially Batman.” Lois could feel Clark tense from this far away as she continued her way back to the street she left her car at.
“I see, I’ll let him know. Your safe thought right?” He asked, that lovable goose, oh how he brought a small, painful smile to her face.
“Yes I’m safe, is Jon okay..?” She suppressed a wince at how her voice cracked towards the end. The image of the broken and beaten boy coming it the forefront of her mind.
“Yes of course… is he somehow involved?” Lois almost lost her footing at the idea. And the tense voice of Clark just amplified the fact that- the kid.
Danny had no one… she saw the little note on the files, on how they’ve been ‘brainwashed’ and were forced to be ‘put down’.
Danny had no one to care, and it broke her heart to think of something like that happening to her boy, to her little Jon.
“Never.” She answered firmly. No way, over her dead body.
“We’ll talk move when I get back.” And with that she ended the call. Having neared her car she reaffirmed her resolve to absolutely crush the GIW for what they had done to Danny.
She’ll make sure they are sorry for doing all they did to him. She has all the evidence.
All she needs now is time to shut them down.
Time that she doesn’t have.
Time that Danny, doesn’t have.
"This better get on the front page" Lois mutters under her breath. She's currently hiding in a crate that's being transported into a secretive "government" facility that calls themselves the GIW. No official data has been released as to what that acronym stands for. A new facility of theirs opened up in Metropolis and Lois is determined to find out what this organization is doing behind closed doors. From the rumors she's heard it sounds like it's Project Stargate level of crazy. This might get her another Pulitzer Prize.
Lois feels the truck holding her, and many many pallets of lead lined crates, pull to a stop. After that it's a blur of muffled words spoken by GIW employees as they unload the truck. Her crate gets picked up by a forklift and moved somewhere deep into the facility. Perfect.
After ten agonizing minutes, the forklift stops and lowers the crate into an unknown room and drives away.
Lois waits.
She has a thermal reader to detect if anyone is inside the room with her that (thank you Bruce) works through two inches of steel and lead.
The only thing she saw that was noticeable was an oddly large cold spot in an adjacent room.
Well it's now or never.
Lois moves cautiously, slowly opening the lid of the crate from underneath just enough to crawl herself through and then slowly put the lid back, careful to not make a sound.
She turns away from the crate and goes to investigate that cold spot.
Past a door, through a short hallway, and inside a high security cell, Lois saw the source of the temperature anomaly.
It's a boy. A boy no older than her son… A boy who was emaciated, collared, handcuffed, and covered in gauze.
A boy who looked near identical to her son's best friend, Damian.
#dpxdc#danny phantom#dp x dc#bones prompts#lois finds danny. damian's thought to be dead twin in a giw facility being experimented on.#it’s 5AM idk how well it turned out#Damian’s gonna be pissed at what they did to his twin#dont worry guys#Danny made sure to lessen the visual glitch when Lois was recording :D#Lois is dead set on freeing Danny and crushing the GIW#and Clark will help#and he will get Bruce in on it#but it doesn’t matter cause Lois was gonna drag his ass in it anyway ;P#The Batfam getting their civilian identities involved because of the GIW having one of them: you have raged war you will hope to never win#Gothamites: HOW DARE THE GOVERNMENT MAY A HAND ON ONE OF OUR BRUCIES CHILDREN?! D:<#There’s gonna be a whole political war that’s gonna start#and the young justice league is going to jump on board in it!#and thankfully Danny has gotten hope that maybe he WILL get out of the GIW#it wasn’t said but Danny said he almost succeeded in escaping several times back in Illinois and that’s why he was transferred here#cause this facility is better equipped to hold him#but obviously not regular beings 💀#also Batman gonna get pissed that the ecto rights also apply to Jason#so now Gothmites not only fighting for the long lost twin but also their ‘come back from the dead baby jay bird Jason’#Dicks gonna have a field day tearing into the GIW with Lios and Clark about these ecto laws#Tim’s gonna almost kill himself from sleep deprivation digging up dirt on every single GIW worker#especially the ones who manhandled him in that video of Lanes#god I had a little too much fun with this#I hope my writing wasn’t too bad tho lmao#literally don’t know what I’m doing
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man when i was younger (ie before i had even considered going into a medical career) i always thought it was really weird when shows/stories/movies/etc seemed to always have nurses wear scrubs all the time as their like. default outfit. like even outside of work just chilling at home in scrubs. i always thought no wayyyyy are people doing this surely they just change before going to work. but now that i AM in a position where i wear scrubs regularly (lab tech, not nurse, but still) i get it. I Understand. scrubs are comfortable and they have so many pockets and also im not doing more laundry if i dont have to. so if im working later in the day im just changing right into scrubs. i dont even HAVE to wear scrubs to work. i have the option to wear buisness casual instead. but why the FUCK would i wear BUISNESS CASUAL when i have the option to wear some of the most comfortable clothes i own instead.
#howling#and have i mentioned the pockets. i wear mens pants so pockets arent even an issue for me normally#but scrub pockets put normal pants pockets to SHAME#and THEN i get the lab coat pockets on TOP of the scrub pockets. its like a pocket bonanza over here#man. i may be a little bit sleep deprived. lol
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every time i get a comment on dead joker fic i go i should reread dead joker fic that one fucked
#dead joker fic my beloved. one of the most devastating things ive ever written#i need to tap into whatever was happening in my brain when i wrote that one again. that and the lark oak fic#unfortunately i think it may have been the sleep deprivation making me a little strange
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ok deleting what i know were flop posts because i'm randomly filled with such hubris for an amv idea that i haven't even started and now i believe that i can do no wrong
#just ignore may#sorry if you see me making a dozen posts and deleting them like crazy - i may be a little sleep deprived
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