#im overtired today

[strangechildproductions]

I'm so mad and upset rn why Is it even when I do what I'm supposed to they care so little for what I have in my life?

[fleshdyk3]

god i fucking hate my dad

[avephelis]

brainrot with no energy. would be really awesome if my executive dys could function right about now.

[chromoluminary]

having major "I love all of my friends so much and I am glad they are all in my life" feelings atm

[phagodyke]

FORGOT MY HEARING AIDS FUUUUCKKKKKK

[sir-yeehaw-paws]

I want my beddddd.

[eggthew]

doing the lord's work and holding off both a meltdown AND a split, and therefore not subjecting everyone to the crytyping that would ensue

[citrusbunnies]

hey besties guess whos hyperfixating and making it all of my followers' problem again <3333 yall put up with me better than i put up w myself love yall

[landofgay]

you know it's love when you both have to take care of the other in a 24 hour time period

[gunnrblze]

A lil Kick fic one shot :) tag: @blacktacmopsi MDNI

Kick, who is completely exhausted by the end of the work day—having spent all of it at various desktops and electronics—figured he’d slump into his bed and fall fast asleep as soon as he had the chance.

The latter didn’t quite happen yet, though. He lied awake, staring at the ceiling of the small room on base he was in, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. Least im not sharing a damn bunk with Keegan again…he thought to himself, appreciating this rare privacy the team would get on other bases.

His mind wandered. The op, his work, did he turn off the light in that stuffy office? He figured eventually his overtired brain would give up and let him get some shut eye, but the more he focused on it, the further the possibility became.

He let his thoughts drift to whenever they wanted to go now. The crappy food that made his stomach ache earlier, who the hell serves food that out of date, even to soldiers? The poor mood Merrick had been in all day, old man needs to get laid or something…

And then you.

How hard you’d worked today, the way you seemed to not even notice anyone else unless you needed to, for the job. You were so busy, so capable and intelligent, perfect for the job, he’d thought.

His mind lingered there for a bit. The way your hair framed your face, the snarky expression you had when something really pissed you off, the way your uniform fit so snug around your thighs-

He tried to end that train of thought. You’re a colleague, after all, you hardly know him. He’s no stranger to a workplace crush, been there and unfortunately done that, but this wasn’t even a crush. You were just…there, with everyone else.

His brain was overactive now though, apparently the long days work wasn’t enough to make him anything more than mild to moderately sleepy. So he entertained it, just a little. Thought all about the way your ass looked when you bent over yesterday, how you bit your lip whenever you had to really concentrate.

Kick thought about that little gasp you made when you closed your finger up in a truck door last week, if he could ever make you gasp like that, in less painful circumstances.

He knew it wasn’t that wrong to think about you in such a way, it was just his imagination, right? This isn’t 1984, thought crimes don’t exist…he told himself. But still, he figured he should respect your dignity, yeah? You’d never know that he was wondering how soft your tits must be, or the way your face might twist up with pleasure if he were to sit you on his own…but it’d be kinda wrong, no?

The man closed his amber eyes as hard as he could, scrubbing his hands over his face with a tired sigh in an attempt to rid his brain of his thoughts, empty it out like an etch a sketch.

Only problem was, the half-hard issue he had in his pants now. He groaned a little out of annoyance, figuring he certainly had the privacy to slip a hand down into his boxers, but he couldn’t jerk off to what had caused the issue in the first place.

You.

Having imagined the way you’d look naked was one thing—what those pretty hips and legs would look like around his waist—but to touch himself to the thought of you? Of course he couldn’t do that, would he even be able to look at you proper the next day?

He sufficed for imagining some silly hentai video he’d watched recently, the seldom moments he had alone, he liked to capitalize on. His hand slid down the lower half of his stomach and cupped over the bulge in his pants. Kick let out a small sigh, shifting a bit more comfortably as he lied on his back in the rickety little bed.

His poor mind kept wandering as he gave himself a few squeezes, stiffening his cock up fully before slipping a hand into his pants, his length straining against his boxers now. He shook his head, attempting once more to rid it of your image. Trying to replace it with some big breasted anime woman, who was just some animated thing, really…nothing could ever beat having a real woman like you-

“For fucks sake…” he whispered out loud this time, huffing as he wrapped his hand around his throbbing shaft. The silence of the room felt loud while he slowly stroked himself, forcing his mind to focus on literally anything else to get his rocks off on now. Anything but your pretty eyes or how fucking smart you are, damnit.

It worked for a while, too. He undid the button to his pants and slid them down his hips a bit, working his cock up out of the now slightly stained boxers. His tip was red and nearly aching with how desperate he’d gotten. Desperate to rub one out and be done with it so he could get some sleep. But the more he had to direct his mind back to whatever porno he could think of rather than what was organically popping up, the more he ended up chasing his orgasm.

It was nearing pathetic, really. His hips jerked up as he fisted his slick cock over and over and over, his back arching off the bed slightly while panting as quietly as he could, a quiet whine forced from his throat.

He didn’t want that guilt on his conscious, though. Jerking off to the thought of you? He was better than that, he’d already decided. But the more his mind lingered, the more he lost focus.

It wouldn’t be a big deal if he just indulged himself a little bit, yeah? It’ll only be for a moment…at this rate he could cum within a second, if he’d only let himself.

He tried, he really did. The thought of your lips on his neck and his fist being replaced by your cunt was hard to stave off, though. He shut a hand over his mouth, forcing down the whimper that bubbled up whenever his hand passed over his leaking head.

He felt a little guilty, but he couldn’t help himself. “They’ll never know…nobody will know…” he muttered roughly under his breath, the sound of his slick cock long having filled the room. Too late to think about the potential consequences of having the Walker boys on the other side of the wall, no doubt listening to this miserable display.

Kick couldn’t take much more of it. Breathing unevenly with his dick throbbing and pulsing in a balmy hand, he decided to let himself go, deal with any remaining guilt after the fact.

All it took was the thought of your eyes on him, calling out his name the same way you had earlier today, that had the poor operator covering his stomach in cum, groaning into his hand like some desperate whore.

———————

He was glad the next morning, to say the least, that you’d probably be out of his sights today. He’d be holed up in his office again, unlikely to be doing much more.

He could handle that, yeah? Seeing you would be the problem, having to face you after what he’d secretly done.

He walked out of his quarters, bags under his eyes, when he heard the door next to him opening. Shit, hope those two didn’t hear me…he prayed Hesh and Logan had been asleep already last night.

He must’ve been mistaken about who was bunked in the room parallel to him, though, when he saw you walk out, smirk only as concealed as you could manage…

Fuck.

[starshineprincess03]

Spotted this in Morrisons yesterday so im trying it out this morning.

I didn’t sleep last night so I could use the pick me up.

So far it tastes pretty good, the flavour is a little weak but I don’t mind that much. It’s delt with my morning hunger pang.

I’ll update this post with how I’m feeling energy wise throughout the day.

Hoping this is a good alternative to black coffee because while I am a coffee fan I don’t tend to like drinking it first thing in the morning or anything.

Update:

10:07am: I am feeling a bit more awake, a little shaky, but I can’t tell if that’s the caffeine or stress. I’m at the pharmacy and I’ve got to pull the money out my ass for plan B which is normally free because their system is down. Thank you bloody nhs.

11:47am: I’m beginning to much more awake now, even after taking the Ella pill which can cause tiredness. And my heart palpitations have been minimal. Energy drinks like monster tend to make them really bad. I am anticipating that I will probably have a fairly quick crash when I get home tho. But mostly because I didn’t sleep at all last night and I’m on morning after.

4:03pm: I crashed hard. But I don’t think it was the drinks fault. There was a lot stacked against it. My crash was extremely sudden, I went from my usual bubbly self to like basically unconscious the moment I touched the couch. But judging off that the drink did do a really good job. If I’m overtired like I was today I’m typically very agitated and snappy the whole day, I didn’t feel like that at all in the time I was awake.

To be fair I’ll give it another go sometime when I’m just plain regular sleepy not absolutely shattered and on some crazy pill.

[harry-styles-obsessed]

THIS GIF MY NIGHT MY NIGHT MY NIGHT WEMBLEY N3 GODS I LOVE HIM AJDIEOEOOE

My baby fever has returned. This is why I’m writing this. Im chronically online LMAO. My bad. But this is absolutely fucking adorable MY HEART.

Synopsis: After a long shift at work you come home to something absolutely adorable.

©️ please do not copy or translate my work.

Baby fever

You had just finished your work. You worked as a full time doctor within the care of the NHS. Sometimes you had shitty days and sometimes you had lovely days but this day had just been incredibly shitty. It had just been one of those days… one of those dreadfully slow and painful days. You never liked to bring home what had happened at the hospital as you didn’t like your 5 year old daughter hearing any of it, sure you and Harry sometimes talked because communication was best after all but you hated even having to talk quietly… you didn’t want sweet little Loulabelle hearing about anything horrible. The little girl had a vivid and wild imagination and came up with the craziest of dreams and nightmares that you and Harry were often shocked she, someone so young, could see… so vividly.

You slowly opened the front door, eyes tired and dreary. Lou should’ve been in bed by now. Sometimes Harry let her have later nights on Fridays which today was Friday but sometimes she was so overtired that he just put her to bed immediately yet you were quite surprised when you heard the gentle strums of guitar. A small smile immediately formed on your lips… maybe he was practicing? And so you slowly walked to the living room the sight before you immediately warming your heart. Harry sat on the sofa, Lou sat on her little purple beanbag a plastic lidded cup with hot chocolate in it as she stared at her daddy with big loving eyes. Yet it only got cuter from then on, the strumming becoming familiar the little girl bouncing up and down excitedly “you gonna sing Lou?” His voice was soft as he gazed at her with loving eyes, giving her daddy a toothy grin as she nodded her head desperately.

“You’ve got a friend in me… you’ve got a friend in me… daddy! When the road looks rough ahead and your miles and miles from your nice warm bed you just remember what your old pal said daddy, you’ve got a friend in me!” The little girl sang with wide happy eyes, hands clutching at the plastic cup her happiness obvious as she continued singing with wide happy eyes, her words sweet and loud before she pointed at Harry showing she didn’t want to sing anymore “daddy you sing! You sing!” The small girl yelled, Harry unable to stop smiling agreed- fingers continuing to strum the guitar gently and slowly “nice and loudly daddy!” The girl yelled and he chuckled nodding his head softly “okay baby okay…” he licked over his lips preparing himself before looking into her big green eyes a lot of love etched onto his face giving his shoulders a little wiggle the girl bursting into fits of giggles as she kept her eyes on him, taking big gulps of her hot chocolate:

“You’ve got a friend in me. You’ve got a friend in me. You’ve got troubles and I got em to. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you. We stick together and we see it through cause you’ve got a friend in me! Some other folks might be a little smarter than I am big and strong too. Maybe but none of them will love you the way I do… it’s me and you, girl… and as the years go by our friendship will never die. You’re gonna see it’s our destiny… you’ve got a friend in me…” you watched your eyes stinging with tears your lower lip trembling as you stared at him. The love of your life… so good with kids. It was heartbreakingly adorable. Soon you joined them “you’ve got a friend in me…” you sang out the little girl immediately squealing “mummy!!! Mummy!! Daddy look it’s mummy!” Lou ran up to wrap her small arms around you and you quickly lifted her up into your embrace. “Oh what pretty singing you have young lady” you spoke smiling Harry soon pressing a kiss to your cheek silently asking how you are, his arm wrapping around your waist gently

“Mummy sing me a song!!” “No little girl it’s your bedtime. I’ve already sang that song to you ten times” a soft laugh left your lips, before you said goodnight to the child, Harry taking her up and putting her to bed before he came back down, arms wrapping around you immediately as he held you close to his body looking down at you with loving eyes “good day?” He asked softly the look in your eyes saying it all “it’s better now that I’m with you and Lou.” You spoke quietly his eyes softening “I think that is a good means for cuddles and take out… what do you think?” He raised his brows and you smiled nodding your head “and cuddles with you?” “Of course.” He then pressed a soft kiss to your lips eyes full of adoration and love…. That evening full of nothing but love and care… he spent his evening taking care and loving for you… there truly was nothing he wouldn’t do for you. The love of his life.

[unnervinglyferal]

Never ask a bpd, endometriosis and chronic tiredness-having bitch on the pill if shes pregnant or not because there's no usual way to tell. I'm the bitch and I'm asking myself that.

Being honest, I probably just feel overtired and like shit because yesterday I spent a lot of the day walking for too long and too much under the bright mexican sun while a bunch of unbearable noise was around me. The only bearable noise around me was Di, and it wasnt only bearable, he is completely enjoyable to listen to. And that tiredness is most likely the sole responsible for the fact that I was so tired today that I couldnt even touch the steak we had for lunch today, it tasted too meaty and I was just not feeling like it.

Also I threw up like, the night before yesterday because I was really full (barf coming out of your nose type vomit) so you know, bad idea to expose myself to the world like that after such an experience.

Today the salad next to the steak had lemon on it and the molletes I ate in the morning had tomato with onions so yeah, the acid reflux is also hitting me like a truck.

Not a healthy day at all. My head hurts and Im so tired that I fell asleep with my glasses on (I began permanently using glasses like a month ago but I forgot to tell literally everyone who wasnt Di) and I just like, fell immediately.

But yeah, probably not pregnant, just very very fucked up, which isnt that far (and I'm saying this as someone who does want to get pregnant at some point, just really not right now).

You need to rest. A whole day of just quiet. Too much has been happening nonstop.

[commanderbuffy]

I think some people will be happy to know I have 847 words written so far for Daylight. And im only halfway through the first chapter. Hopefully my very much overtired ass can write the rest of this chapter before my best friend comes a takes me away from my house this weekend. Everyone thank Kris for this lol 🤣😅. Heart's Canon kept me up half the night lol. And actually made me productive writing last night. Now first I need a buttload of coffee to make it through today because it's gonna be another late night for me.

ahhh, that's amazing!

[marauderswolf22]

I crocheted 3 bandanas today and im overtired lol

[untothebreach]

ive fucked up so bad. so so fucking bad today at work. i basically unintentionally told my art director 'fuck off im not doing that' to his face and didnt realize it until he started getting passive aggressive and backing off and couldnt reverse course in time. and now im.

FUCKED!

all because i had four hours of sleep and im so overtired by ability to read social cues and understand requests at work have absolutely gone out the fucking windowwwwwwww i hate myselffffffff