#sleep what is sleep

[unlirise]

late night grind 🌙✨👩‍💻

i've put myself in quite the predicament by allowing myself to get sidetracked. but before i go on to admonish myself for yielding to my procrastinations, i want to give myself a pat on the back for at least ticking off some important things from my to-do list:

rise's thursday tasks:

go to the facility and ask for details abt the manuscript revision

revise chapters 1 and 3

ask thesis adviser if she needs to check the manuscript

ask department chair about enrolment

give internship moa to gracie

today was a full day of spending time with my friends, which can explain why i got sidetracked. i finally caught up with two of my friend groups, especially with the peeps i became really close with in freshman year. bc i essentially dipped from social media for two weeks, i was clueless about the recent developments in their lives. both of them suddenly have partners?? we spent a good 3 hours catching up and it took a message from my mom and a missed call from my dad to say, "ok let's go."

as soon as i got back to my dorm (and after a stressful phone call with my parents), i was just left with no energy to do work at all. i haven't even eaten dinner yet and it's already midnight. it was an exhausting day full of commute and walking, it was also humid as fuck, and to top it all off – i was mentally exhausted from my discussions with the facility for my thesis, my thesis adviser, and the department chair. i fused with my mattress and scrolled in tiktok for 4 hours. by the time i stopped, it was already 11pm.

but i can't just let the revisions sit for another night when i'm set to submit these either tomorrow or on monday. so i'm incentivising myself with a rewatch of dead poets' society if i manage to complete at least half of the chap 3 revisions tonight! it'll be easier to pick up tomorrow and then i can send it to my thesis adviser for her review. hopefully when i submit it again to the facility, they bring the happy news that my research request has been approved.

[noble-crimson]

Damn bud don't sleep. Want some melatonin or something???

I’ve tried melatonin on multiple occasions before, it rarely helps.

I’m touched that you’re so concerned for my sleeping patterns though. 😂✨

[midgardian-witch]

Me: It's late! Time for sleep!

Also me: *writes a cliff notes outline for a two part omega!Nathan fanfic*

[ace-of-squirrels-card]

Why am I like this

[dogiechik]

So who is ready to crash a streaming site through sheer numbers this october 18 watching The Edge of Sleep? WE ARE.

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[ft-rj]

boom boom boom boom i want you in my loom knit you into a sweater then sew it up forever

[mroddmod]

they are like puppies. 2 me

[ardri-na-bpiteog]

Also increasingly aware that a LOT of people "manage" getting through the 40+ hour work week by sleeping less than is healthy and relying on stimulants like coffee and energy drinks to keep them going.

For people who are unwilling or unable to do this...work really does just dominate your life. Like we really should not have to rely on unhealthy practices just to have a social life or keep on top of housework or whatever.

I know I post about this a lot but I'm so TIRED all the time and it's just so depressing that this is how we're expected to spend the one life we have.

[brian-kinney-apologist]

how I slept last night knowing that s3 of iwtv is secured, rockstar lestat is happening, akasha is on her way, loustat are endgame, ghost!claudia is a possibility, sam reid is not allowed to cut his hair short for a couple more years, daniel is now a vampire and the devil's minion is real:

[arsenicpanda]

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S (2023)

[must-be-mr-boggins]

Taking a 5-second break from the Bagginshield angst to bring you this meme I created after an all-nighter, enjoy.

[th3ink]

Based on this tweet that Gooseworx made and The reason why everyone is drawing as fast as they can.

[tired-and-swaggy]

[yooo-lets-go]

what sort of music does simon listen to- and what are the others’ opinions on it when they inevitably discover it?

They probably wouldn’t share a playlist

Plus Roach:

[is-not-a-bell]

Sleepy King

The Justice League Dark caught wind of a cult trying to summon the Ghost King. A being with power so terrible and great, that all of the chaotic Infinite Realms feared him. A true tyrant. Long ago it took the effort of ghosts equal to gods to seal him away into a permeant slumber.

And now this cult wishes to wake him and bring him to the living realm. It was a race against the clock to find the ritual site and all members were called on board, magic or not. Even Constantine looked stressed.

They did find the site.

But it was too late, the ritual was completed. The entire inner circle of runes glowed before being swallowed in a column of green light. The air filled with static and a ringing that made Supergirl crumble to the ground.

The light dissipated, but there was no great figure or being of pure evil. Instead there was a boy, a teenager. He laid on the ground curled up in his sleep. He was a ghost no doubt, dressed in regal clothing.

Despite this when he stirred, everyone froze. It seemed the cold hard ground woke him up. He got up slowly and yawned, revealing his sharp fangs. Once sat up he opened his bleary eyes to look around. He looked confused and tired, really tired.

"Where am I?" He mumbled. "I was trying to get some sleep." Constantine internally screaming, latches onto that last sentence. He glances over to Batman. He caught that last part too. Batman approaches calmly and crouches down in front of the boy king. Hardening his resolve, Batman takes on a gentle tone.

"Hey kiddo, sorry we woke you. Lets get you back to bed yeah?" The boy nodded in agreement. He pulled himself to his feet before looking around in a circle. "Where did my blanket go?" He asked rather sadly. Batman is quick to shed his own cape and drape it over him. "You can borrow my cape until we get you a new one." He nodded again, pulling the black fabric around himself.

John quickly summoned a portal door, while Batman led the King through it. John threw looks around at everyone. Everyone could tell he was mouthing the words. 'Find me a fucking blanket now'

Running on the logic of getting the king away from Earth, away from graves and the undead, that could give him power. The portal led to the Watch Tower.

Batman took advantage of the King's bleary state to send a base wide alert for all noncritical members to evacuate immediately. With a priority that death adjacent members leave first. "The stars are pretty." Bruce looked at the boy staring out the window in wonder. He almost looked like a normal kid, almost.

"Yeah they are, it's pretty late so we should get you back to bed." He nodded, going along with Batman's gentle coaxing.

He takes the boy to an unused bedroom. Making sure the room isn't dusty and that lights are dimmed. He glances back to see about a dozen different leaguers all holding blankets, one thought to bring extra pillows. The bed was pretty barren with only a single pillow and a thin bedsheet. So Bruce took a thick duvet, one of the fluffier blankets and a second pillow from his team before shooing them away.

The boy ended up keeping his cape, mumbling how it was warm. He tucked the boy in, before quietly exiting the room and turning off the light. He was pretty sure the King fell back to sleep before he even reached the light switch.

After the door shut, he made direct eye contact with John. "Constantine." They needed to figure out what the hell was going on.