#no did not sleep no sirr

[ramayantika]

Overheard 2 friends talk about me

Girl A: *sees me sleeping* yaar isko tension hi nahi hai ekdum bache jaise soti hai

Roomie: arey yeh humesha vaise hi chill rehti hai voh utna padhti hai jitna usse score karna hai. Jitna ache se usse hoga utna hi karega baki nahi hoga agar toh nahi.

Girl A: iska marks bhi toh theek hi aata hai. Kal hi toh mast dance kar rahi thi pura phir HAP ke din subah mein stress mein answer theory sab bole jaa rahi hu yeh bas sirr hilake revise karke uth gayi

Roomie: haan yeh kabho extra stress tension nahi leti and marks bhi toh aata hai

Girl A: vahi hum stress leke marks laate hai yeh bhi utna le aati hai

Me: *dozes off*

--xx--

But yeah 2 days before end sems I was crying tf out in the hostel washroom and then wiped my tears, washed my face until eyes were dry and no longer red. I have had my share of stressing and driving my body and mind to exhaustion for exams so I decided that in college I would not repeat the same. I did cry because I got overwhelmed for a little while and then figured out how to prepare and I did which was calming

Also yeah sure I may not be the batch topper with my marks, but I used to study before exams too, so that helped with not having to study last minute. I like my course so I put in time to read and understand and also so that I could balance dancing too with all the exams we have been made to give

People see my chill laidback face but behind that there has been steady prep and also time investment. This time I don't feel nervous about my results like I used to. I know I will get the marks based on my writing and study prep and it will be decent enough

Once I used to be someone who thoughts exams grades and teacher remarks and the societal expectations shall comprise my whole world but I began getting out of that box. I still struggle sometimes with my identity because many see me as a non serious student who only dances, some see me as the middle class dreamy arts student who got forced into science, but I genuinely love learning science as well as my dance and writing.

[b0g-b0y]

Nightmare

GAZ X M READER

Requested @kylegarrickshat

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Like every other soldier in the field it comes with nightmares, some of them worse than others. The nights where you’d vividly remember the blood on your hands as you brutally beat a man to death, or the mission was to snipe a man in his home. Well, he sat at the dinner table with his family. All the awful kills and close death experiences that replayed over and over again in y/ns dreams leaving him with little to no sleep. Nights like those weren’t that common but when they hit they hit hard, y/n would wake up in a panic and covered in sweat.

Most of the time Y/n would face these nights by themselves. But this night was different, it was worse than normal. Y/n violent sat up, his breath was heavy and he was covered in a cold sweat. His eyes scanned his room and after he realized he was fine he took a moment to calm his breathing before y/n got out of bed and went out into the hall. He needed a glass of water.

The journey down the hallway was quiet and the small pitter patter of y/n's feet on the cold tiled floor could be heard. Pulling your favorite sweater closer to your body for a little more warmth. Y/n turned the corner he saw a faint light on in the kitchen he didn’t know if he should feel relieved but he did. When y/n walked in he saw Gaz. He had just finished pouring hot water into a mug and reached for his raspberry tea. He would soon start to steep. “Gaz” Y/n spoke softly. Gaz jumped a little.” Y/n? What are you doing up?” Gaz responded. That simple question had y/n's eyes slightly water he couldn’t help but hang onto Gaz.” Hey hey you ok? Y/n?” Gaz asked. “ nightmare” y/n mumbled into Gaz’s shirt. Gaz let out a small hum as he rapped one arm around y/n. “ Y/n I’m sorry to hear that you want someone tea. I just made hot water, then I’m going to bed” Gaz gave a small smile before he attempted to leave after you replied with a small no. “ Don’t go please” y/n spoke and clung onto Gaz harder. Gaz let out a sigh it was clear to him that you had more than a nightmare and he didn’t really know what to do with you clinging to him like a leach. “ Let me get my tea and you can come with me, bloody hell you don’t have anything on your feet” Gaz spoke. Y/n didn’t say anything but nuzzled in closer to Gaz.” Ok y/n get on my back I’m going to carry you” Gaz waited for your response.” Ok” y/n mumbles out before getting on Kyle's back holding onto him like a baby Koala. The walk back to Kyle's room was awkward for him as he carried y/n and his tea, he also struggled to open his door for a moment. First he set down his tea before just plopping down in bed.” Get comfy y/n get some sleep” Gaz sleepily said.” Yes sirr” y/n said as he got underneath the blankets and snuggled as close as possible to Gaz well Kyle held y/n in an embrac as they drifted off to sleep.

[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

its 5:50am in the morning I can't sleep for two reaaons

1) i have a terrible ache in my abdomen

2)

SHSHELRLHLKGOFKTKHLLGLELHLHOFOEOROKGDHDJDJJRHDJSJEJENEEBR💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥SIR. SIRR SUIRRRRRR SIR DAMN SIR SIR EHAT DID THEY DO YMTOYOU ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[dear-happypills]

me: im not growing

happypills: oh, youre done growing.... like forsureeee. done.

me: no, ... no i dont mean that growing. i ... mean like...

i think im shrinking....

happypills: -_-... yea your dick

me: XXXX YOU.... and NO . i... mean existentially.

or.

like. my will. is shrinking...

happypills: ............... *happypills slaps me. HARD.

me: WwHAT the XXXX!!!!!

happypills: i dunno. you seem to be doing fine just existentially.

me: the heeellll???????

happypills: whhuuat??? like you said your will was shrinking and all,.... but you seem to be pretty alive.. bitchin out all about a slap.

me: YOU ...... ..... youuuuu have no honor sirr. NAY. not even a sir. you have no honor ................ you UNTOUCHABLE.

happypills: yo...... thats messed up.

me: THATS? MESSED UP???? are you serious? i tell you like my will is shrinking and youre just like harassing me?? theeeeee HELL??

happypills: oh, oh, YOUR WILL is shrinking. and yet, you have the balls to call me an untouchable. yea. yea. makes alot of sense.

me: oh jeeezzzz. IM SORRY> why do i even bother???

happypills: OHHH JEEEEEEZ. IM NOT SORRY> that im such awesome company.

me: maybe im existentially shrinking because of YOU?????

im shrinking to a point... .where ill just BLIP

disappear.

JUST POOFF.

happypills: alllwaysss blamin things on meh. ALWAyS.

me: yea...... well, who else do i have to blame???

happypills: its called accountability.

me: like you know anything about accountability..... -_-...................

happypills: OF COURSE. its in my chemistryyyy.

me: -_-;;;;;;;;;;;; how is that in your chemistry..... YOURE A PILL..... THAT I DIDNT TAKE.

. .. THAT SUDDENLY CAME ALIVE..........

,. and started just,..... rambling around.... and following me?????

.

LIKE WTFFF? like did the pinnochio fairy mistake a PILL for a puppet????? like yoooo.... wth.

happypills: PWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. member when we first met????

me: ................... ummmmmm no, not really.

happypills: you threw me out -_-.

me: * i glare at happypills .... i sigh........

yea,..... but you came back saying you just had to sleep in the bottle.

happypills: * at the same time as me in the bottle....

.... * looks content and starts nodding yawp. yup.... i mean...

.. everyone knows that everyone needs a bed...

like obviously.

and then you were like, 'whhaaat areeee you????'

me: and you were like ... 'TEEHEEE happypills,' and just lept in with all the other pills and started sleeping .....

...

i had to throw out all the other pills ....... thinking you contaminated them... *getting frustrated i had to.... wait.... like TWO WEEEEKS before my next batch.

....

... shouldve just ate you.

happypills: -_-..... YEA. great memories. i had to sleep COLD in the bottle for TWO WEEKS.

me: yeah....,,,,,,................ NO..

happypills: now.... i sleep with. pilling vitamins.... and allergy pills....

... at least i got you off happypills SEE. accountability.

me: then again, maybe i wouldnt be like this if i just kept taking pills.............

happypills: DONT SAY THAT MAN.... ... ...

..

. .

. .. .

. . . then big pharm wins.

me: LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. haha.

happypills: why is that funny????

me: wait. wai... why did you say 'happypills' when i asked what you were though?? theres... only one of you.

happypills: teehee... i was commenting on the happypills in my bottle. the thought of gettin all cozyyyyy in my bottle with the happypills...

DUHhhhhhhh.

me: .................... aaaaaaooooOOOOhhhhhhHHHH..............

aoh..

happypills: oh what.

me: i thought you were saying you ARE happypills....

happypills: -_-. dumbass. ALL THESE YEARS?????

me: shouldve just answered my question back then.......... idiot.

happypills: *imitates me idioottt.

me: ... okay SOOO??. then what are you???

happypills: .... whuddya mean what am i?

me: what .... are you???

happypills: IM ..

ENDSCENE

- happypills

[rahneii]

how would an interaction with her mirror self/an enemy kay/o play out ahuhuhhuhn *bites lip rubs chin rubs hands together squints*

IVE BEEN THINKONG ABT THIS FOR A WHILE IM VERY HAPPY YOU HAVE ASKED THE QUESTION ON THE RIFHT TIME *GETS MY THINKING BRAIN READY

Apollo and his mirror-self are definitely the same but his mirror-self has all the attributes Apollo wanted like his wings and eyes.

Apollo has been tempted to either be like her or steal from him. Either way it makes him super duper tempted.

Apollo's mirror self and enemy KAY/O do work together much more better and Apollo would kind of be jealous "why cant my KAY/O do that" "SEE? That looked so easy to do! Why can't he do that>:("

"So how did you get your stuff back?"

"I killed a staff member and carved out someone's eyes"

"So cool"

[chuubear]

they pat your fluffy hair ☆ genshin boys

diluc, kaeya, zhongli, venti, kazuha, & xiao

headcannons, sfw

like/reblog = i scream love at you :D

note: hahaha totally not based of a person at my school no sirre hahah

꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱ diluc.

he doesn’t seem like the type to pat someone’s hair but here he is patting your hair

DILUC COULDNT HELP IT :((

your hair was so fluffy and puffy

and “idjdnjckjsjs??” as you would usually say if he did some affection towards you

he hesitates at first (LIKE EVERY OTHER PERSON HERE ANOTHER THAN KAEYA, KAZUHA, AND VENTI)

but as diluc puts his hand on your fluffy hair

he cant help but let out a soft “oh, why is this so soft?”

you’re hyperfocused on some task so when diluc did that you reached up and held his hand

okay so maybe diluc was soft for you AND your fluffy hair <33

꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱ kaeya.

can you hear this man not hesitate

CAN YOU CAN YOU

he’ll just go right for the plunge

kaeya doesnt care (JOKINGLY)

HE WANTS TO PAT THE HAIR

so fluffy like HIS FUR COLLAR OJSMD

anyway kaeya pats your fluffy hair without hesitation

and

you turn around

give a soft stare

and the new proceed to pat his hair

SO WIN WIN FOR THE BOTH OF YOU TOO MWAHAHA

u both are so cute SCREAMS

꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱ zhongli.

haahahha i don’t think he would ever do this

but LETS SAY HE DID OSJDNCJ

he sees you so hard working and in thought

and the hair

THE HAIR

THE FLUFFY HAIR

YOUR FACE DEEP IN THOUGHT

the urge to go and ruffle your fluffy hair

zhongli walks up to your desk

and pats your hair

”keep up the good work, darling”

HELLO YOUR HEART RN: 🎇💖💘🎇💘💓🎇

YOUR HEART IS MELTING RN

good ending: he continues to pat your hair

꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱ venti.

he loves you

and your fluffy hair

and your kisses

and

I THINK YOU GET THE GLIST

BUT NO HESITATING JUST WINGING IT

HESITATING IS NOT FASTER VENTI SAYS

SO HE GOES FOR IT

“pat pat”

and he lets out a little smile and “ehe“

you look at him

he looks at you

you look at him

you respond with “bitch i was sleeping” and you slowly raise your hand

uh oh

꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱ kazuha.

do i have favorites

maybe

you were sleeping in his lap

all peaceful

and pretty

and handsome

and good looking

you know all the qualities of a hot person

because you are hot (ur super hot /j)

ANWAY

his lips curve into a small smile, looking at you sleeping

kazuha reaches for your hair, twirling it around his fingers lightly

then decides to pat it

you let out a small groan before wrapping your arms around his waist, making him lay down with you

okay so maybe i have favorites BUT THATS NOT MY POINT

꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱ xiao.

okay mr i-don’t-have-time-for-affection-wait-no-do-that-again

out of all the characters here, he probably would chicken out midway

because what is affection

he would never ever ever do affection towards you

BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO DO IT FIRST

so when xiao patted your head

YOU DID A DOUBLE TAKE

”xiao.. affection.. what”

and then he gets embarrassed and hides his face in your neck

mission failed successfully

[johannstutt413]

(requested by calligomiles) Absinthe/Zima

Exhaustion - technically not an emotion, but nonetheless all Absinthe felt as she was lying on a bench, sunlight seemingly avoiding her in an unfortunate confluence of angles. It meant she could lie on her back, at least, and it’s not like she was there to sleep. No, it’d be a few more hours before she was tired enough to sleep; if the Ursus started dreaming, there’d be no hope for proper rest that night-

“Hey.” A somewhat familiar voice from behind the bench caught her attention as Zima came into view. “You have a bed, right?”

“Not trying to sleep,” the junior cop yawned.

The General didn’t believe that for a minute. “That’s why you’re sprawled out across a bench near a window late in the afternoon, I guess.”

“...I’m tired,” she replied, hoping to get the other Ursus to leave, “but I can’t sleep yet.”

“Nightmares?”

If she must know. “Nightmares.”

“Same.” No surprise, considering Chernobog. “Sit up.”

“...Why?” This girl wasn’t her General, so sirr-

Sonya crossed her arms. “Let’s stop pretending we don’t know each other, Zoya.”

“How do you-” Absinthe pulled her feet back from the far end, which gave Zima room to sit. “I know who you are, but I don’t know you.”

“There a difference?” The General reached into the bag she’d set on the ground. She pulled out a flask - wait, no, it couldn’t…

The junior cop sat up. “Are you doing this on purpose?”

“Filling my flask with absinthe instead of whiskey before coming to talk to you?” Sonya took a long drink. “Sounds like something I’d do.”

“Were you looking for me?”

Zima shrugged. “Heard you wanted to talk to us, thought I’d give you a shot.”

“Maybe later?” Zoya rubbed her forehead. “I pulled a double shift in the office-”

“One chance. Take it or leave it.” She pulled out a bottle of water…and a bottle of aspirin?

Okay, what? “I...thanks?”

“SG doesn’t have a Medic,” the General mentioned as Absinthe took her offering. “We all pitch in.”

“Right.” Why aspirin, though?

Sonya leaned back against the bench, sighing. “We’re complicated, alright? So, what’s the deal? You’re an Ursus, you’re a student, you were there when it happened - you could join, no problem.”

“Having more people I can fail to protect in my life sounds like a recipe for disaster.” She tossed back her aspirin, chugged the water (which, admittedly, was something she needed), and laid back against the bench. “I’m supposed to carry out justice, but if nothing is truly just in this world, then…what am I supposed to do?”

“How about something worthwhile?”

Zoya groaned. This girl was not listening. “Zima-”

“Call me Sonya.” Another, shorter, flask pull. “Only fair.”

“Why do you care? Why did you come looking for me? Why are you trying to recruit me?” Granted, unless she had a really good answer, it probably wouldn’t change the junior cop’s mind-

The General laid against the opposite side of the bench - almost an exact mirror. “Because I know how it feels to be powerless and useless, and I don’t want anyone like us to have to feel that way again.”

“...Like us?” Absinthe smirked. “Because we’re both Ursus from-”

“Because we were both robbed of the lives we should’ve had by Chernobog. The USSGG isn’t taking that lying down, and why should we? Why should you?” That little speech had gotten Zima fired up enough to stand to her feet.

It’d also caught on what little tinder was left in Zoya’s soul, too. “Is there really anything we can do? We can’t bring our loved ones back.”

“We can’t change the past, but we can change the future.” Sonya walked over to her and held out her hand. “You know what’s just? Tearing down the festering corpse of a government clinging to Ursus and setting it right. That’s why we’re here still - laying the foundations for that glorious day…Shit, Anna really is rubbing off on me. So, whaddya say? Want to help us kick some corrupt bureaucratic ass?”

“Yeah. Yeah, that sounds good to me.” The lieutenant took Zima’s hand and stood up- and accidentally fell forward, tripping over one of the bench’s feet, and found herself hugging her to not fall over.

There was an awkward moment as neither of them moved, Absinthe’s standing posture completely dependent on Sonya’s support, until the latter collected herself and stood them both upright. “Still tired?”

“Still-” She yawned. “Still, but I…I don’t want to sleep right now.”

“Then let’s go introduce you to the rest of the girls. Pretty sure Rada’s baking something, some sugar’ll do you good.”

It wasn’t taking that comment out of context that made Zoya blush. Definitely not.

[taetaespeaches]

Livv! Have you seen this clip of Jackson? Like s-sirr!

Whatt!?!?

Like I don’t even stan GOT7 but he is gonna make me stan them soon..very soon. And they made a comeback like months ago so thats even better.

Oh my god hahaha I have and I never get tired of seeing it lol. He's literally such a whore like the little smirk he does when he says it 💀 you should definitely stan got7, the whole group is fucking unhinged like this and they're so hilarious. I just recently saw a clip of Jackson encouraging an interviewer to sleep naked to let his junk hang free like ?!?!!

Also their latest comeback was truly so good! And they basically put that shit out on their own like they left jyp and just fucking took ownership of the group and did the damn thing. They're so cool

[woollyslisterblog]

Good morning F 68 1/2° at 5 1/2-

no kiss she asleep so got quietly into my own bed in the same room had dressing room -

breakfast at 6 1/2 - off from la poste Rouvray, comfortable though a mere auberge in appearance, at 7 33/60 the hotel Jim Leopod no longer exists - what we passed last night the hotel de l’ancienne poste in appearance quite as good as - pretty country about Rouvray - here begins the district of the Côte d’or, so called from the fertility of the hills - find country from Rouvray to Maison Neuve - the hills though granitic not âpres, but cultivated, rich and well wooded - Maison Neuve seems a shabby little town - at Vittaux at 11 10/60 - and off from there at 11 18/60 - the part we drove through (did not see the hotel - hotel de Diligences, said to be good) old, ill-paved, and shabby looking - fine country - the hills close more in upon us - chiefly covered with vines - with corn, or wood, or rock above them, and corn and grapes etc along the bottom of the valley - black clouds and wind and thunder as we slowly arched in 3/4 hour the Montague de Vittaux, just on leaving the town the rain came on but not very heavy the storm was at some distance -

before 12 and continued more or less till within 2 or 3 miles of Dijon and then fine and sunny very hilly road from Vittaux to Le Chaleur, merely the poste and a few houses - fine drive to Pont Pany (only but more so from Pont Pany to Dijon) -

just out of Pont Pany the valley narrows to about a mile and is very fine - nice little river a few houses beside the poste a hotel where one could sleep Auche and the canal der Bourgignon alongside of us (left) till we crossed the bridge into Plombiers at 4 (about a poste from Dijon) and left there at some distance right - Plombiers a picturesque village with steeple covered with various coloured tiles -

6 or 7 minutes from Plombiers the valley opens to a considerable width and we have vines again which we had not observed since passing the Montagne de Vittaux- quite a garden from Plombiers and beautiful drive to Dijon - beautiful drive all the way from Pont Parny -

alight opposite the poste, at the hotel de la Cloche, at 4 28/60 - 2 single-bedded rooms as last night - tidied mine, and then wrote the above of today till dinner at 5 40/60 -

Miss Walker and I out at 7 10/60 took George - went to the musée, in 5 or 6 salle of the old ducal palace – a few pictures of the old Masters 2 or 3 pretty good ones - the rest modern - the walls well covered with them - one salle of statuary but all modern - copies by the young men of the school of Dijon studying at Rome - in the first salle the tomb of Philip sans peur (Philip the Bald) and his wife Margaret de Bavière and that of Philip le Hardi (Dukes of Burgundy) taken from the Chartreuse here (destroyed in the 1st revolution) very handsome - all in marble - the sculpture beautiful - tombs very large - the figures on the table particularly are good likenesses - the antiquities found in the rue der Sirres in 1819 are put downstairs close to the grand staircase by which you go up to the museum – they are pieces of columns, capitals - observed one Roman cippus etc -

from the museum went to the large handsome old gothic Church of Notre Dame with fine painted glass windows - then to the handsome but less handsome Church of Saint Michel a sort of Middle age gothic exterior looking better at a distance than quite near - handsome vestibule leading into the nave - very handsome exterior with large Corinthian portico of theatre - a concert of the great musicians from Paris held there this evening – Drôuet, the great flute player, the leader - then walked about the town and in the park and home at 8 55/60 very fine from about 4 p.m. F69° degrees at 9 40/60

went to her bed at ten

[v-g-101]

Shiobhan woke up from the bench she spend her first night sleeping on and found herself in a state of unneatlyness and decided to once again use the public neccetites. This time she chose the local gym.

And public it sure was “OMW! mixed & match, i just dont understand this how can anyone choose to live like this” Then again she did not mind the view at all !!

“Hi there sirr im Shiobhan Vallia and you are ?”

“Im am pleased to meet you lilte lady”

“you do know i just saw you naked in the shower right”

(And i thought Shiobhan was raised by civill people LOL)

After that ordeal she had herself some breakfeast which she stole from Bob Pancakes and met first anoying celebrity.

After rummaging through some cans again and having no luck she felt so overheated due to the hot sun outside she seeked shelter in The Blue Velvet.

Where she started to sing for tips!! “Having to make my Moolah LADIEDADIEDA”

Clara Bjergsen certainly enjoyed Shiobhan musical talents “LOL” Shiobhan even earned some fame points.

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[clover-c-darwin]

Task 001: A New Challenger Approaches

Clover was still lying there frozen in shock when the sun kissed the day goodbye. She didn’t know how many covers she had thrown over herself that night, but she was still shaking. The gunshots rang through her ear like an echo that was never going to end.

Boom

These shots could have been the start of something new. Martyrers that died for a cause. It could be the start of something new, a new protest. And that prospect did not put her in high spirit as it might have  had years ago. There was nothing quiet like this feeling of being reminded of all her failures in her past. So many protests, two rebellions they had all left their scars. Her fingers traced the almost faded thick  T on her wrist mindlessly. Alice, her first try at changing something. Her first taste of war. She could still see the face of Belle`s brother as he fell to the ground, could still hear her own arrows sirr through the air, could still feel that deafening disappointment when it all failed.

Boom

The numerous cuts and bruises she had acquired while working undercover for one panem and that numbing feeling of shock once she realised just what system she had helped rise to the top. One Panem had been her fault too. The two additional kids that had to die each year was her fault. The second games a year was her fault. And all just because she had wanted to help. She never could get things quiet right.

Boom

She tried to calm herself, remember that Haydn was  sleeping safe and soundly just a room away. That Elektra and her family were safe in the city and that Belle and forrest were happily living with the kids back in 3.  She tried to remind herself that everything was going to be alright. Everything had to be alright.

Boom

And yet- she couldn’t shake of the growing feeling of fear. She was shivering beneath her blankets arms wrapped tightly around herself. She couldn’t do this again. Not ever. She didn’t have the strength to fail again.