#i fall asleep to the dark souls videos

[spritewrites]

apparently people are finding hbomberguy via the plagiarism video???

that’s fucking wild to me, that of all his videos this would be the breakout hit. watch his others guys - this one’s a gem, but at the end of the day idk if it’ll even make top 5 for me

(personally i recommend his videos on: fallout new vegas, rwby, speedrunning, sherlock, and the lisa series)

#he’s just a very good video essayist #i fall asleep to the dark souls videos #hbomberguy

[mykoreanlove]

afraid of love

Exhausted from the intensity of the night before, you sank into the comforting embrace of your fluffy bed. But even in the tranquility of your room, your mind raced with memories of Eun Woo.

Did he make it so Seoul already?

Images of last night flooded your consciousness like a vivid, intoxicating dream.

Heated kisses on every inch of your body ignited a fire within you, each touch sending shivers down your spine and leaving you breathless with desire. Eun Woo's lips, soft and insistent, traced a path of passion across your skin.

His dark, brown eyes seemed to peer into the depths of your soul, stripping away all pretense and laying bare the raw, unfiltered emotions that lay hidden within. In those moments, it felt as though you were the only two people in the world, lost in a shared intimacy that transcended words.

Your bodies intertwined for hours, moving together in a dance of ecstasy and longing. Every touch was a symphony of pleasure that left you both gasping for breath.

Dirty promises were whispered into your ear, each word sending a jolt of electricity coursing through your veins. In the darkness of the night, with only the sound of your ragged breaths to fill the silence, you reveled in the shared intimacy of your whispered confessions, each promise a testament to the passion that burned between you.

As the night wore on, you both became a canvas for each other's desires, covering each other in colorful marks that served as a physical reminder of the passion that had ignited between you.

And as sleep finally claimed you both, you drifted off in his strong embrace, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulling you into a peaceful slumber. In that moment, wrapped in each other's arms, you knew that you had found something special, a connection that transcended the physical and reached deep into the depths of your soul.

Adrenaline flooded your system as you thought off all the things you did last night.

Or three nights prior to that. You matched on a random Sunday, after being abstinent from dating for a long time. Eun Woo was in town only for a couple of days for a video shoot but that didn’t stop him from having a good time.

He had been single for years after having his heart shattered by his first love. Ever since, he toyed with women as he pleased.

The first date was spent in his apartment, eating, and talking, cuddling, and fucking.

He was a passionate lover, even though he was starving for love and affection. The second date was a spontaneous invitation late at night, after all his mandatory meetings had been dealt with.

You repeated the first date’s actions but this time it felt more familiar, already knowing what you liked and needed. Eun Woo gave you his all, adoring you in every way he could.

Until he had to leave.

You remembered the sound of his alarm clock this morning, way too early and too sudden. He shifted in his sleep, groaning as he did not want to leave you.

Kisses on your neck were accompanied by his fingers entering you, sighing in appreciation. “God, you feel so fucking good, y/n.”

Minutes after he was gone, catching his plane back to Seoul. You put your fingers on your lips, looking for the traces he had left. The sudden vibration of your phone brought you back into the present moment.

I landed. Tired as fuck though. How are you?

Missing you.

You didn’t want to get your hopes up – after all he didn’t even live in the same country. This was nothing but a repeated one-night stand, right? You thought back to the conversation you had before falling asleep.

“Do you think there is a future for us?”

He caught you off guard with this question, making you panic to find the right words.

“That depends on how well you treat me, Eun Woo”, you mocked jokingly.

He broke into laughter, loving your sassy side.

“I will love the ground you walk on, my queen. How about that?”

You joined in on his laughter and turned to face him, staring into his beautiful eyes.

“Do you mean it?”

He nodded.

Did you really mean it, though?

Oh, good! Seoul has you back then 😉 Lying in bed and cuddling my plushie since you’re gone…

Did that sound stupid?

Your insecurities churned within you, suddenly you were hyper-aware of everything you said and did.

Haha

That’s it?

You felt sick to your stomach as you took that as confirmation. After all, you were right about him. He only used you for some fun during his trip. And now he’s back in his real life, in which you had no place in.

This was nothing but fun to him. Nothing but a repeated one-night stand.

Brrrr.

Brrrr.

Brrrrr.

What the fuck?

Barely awake you searched for your phone on your nightstand.

3:33 AM.

Who the fuck texts me at this hour?

You were instantly awake as you realized who it was.

Eun Woo.

I have no idea if you’re awake. You’re probably asleep. And I shouldn’t blow up your phone. But I can’t help myself.

Anxiety formed in your stomach.

What was that supposed to mean?

Are you okay?

It took him seconds to answer.

You’re awake? Did I wake you? I’m sorry.

You sat up in bed, anxiously typing your reply.

It’s alright. Why are you up? Everything okay?

You saw him type his reply for minutes, driving you crazy in your heightened state.

No. Nothing is okay. I can’t stop thinking about you.

You swore your heart skipped a beat.

Did I read that right?

I can’t stop thinking about you and it drives me crazy.

You gasped, trying to think of a reply.

You make it sound like it’s a bad thing…

Countless messages followed.

It is. Because you are not here with me. And I’m not there with you. I… I didn’t want to leave you this morning. I wanted to stay. With you, y/n. I really wanted to stay.

You pinched yourself, unsure if this was real.

Ouch.

Definitely real.

I know I sound crazy. Maybe I am. But I have fallen for you. HARD. The last hours I’ve thought about how I can manage to come back to your city. Or how I could persuade you to come visit me in Seoul. I almost popped a blood vessel thinking of ways. What did you do to me?

You chuckled. Relief washed over you, since he felt the same way you did.

I keep replaying last night over and over. How mesmerizing it felt to look into your beautiful eyes. How amazing it felt to kiss you. How mind-blowing it felt to be inside you. Oh god and speaking of blowing. The way your juicy lips wrapped around my cock? I’m losing my mind here, y/n. I’ve jerked off twice and still I couldn’t fall asleep. Or stop thinking about you. I’m a simp now, aren’t I? Look what you turned me into.

You were in shock.

Hours ago, you thought he would abandon you and go on with his life but here he was, confessing his desire for you. Making it obvious that he wants to continue this and get to know you better.

Now is the time to get my hopes up, right?

Do you want me to fly over?

You felt brave asking, believing in your chance at love for once.

Already checking flights, babe.

A broad smile formed on your lips.

I can’t believe this.

He is serious, isn’t he?

I can’t wait to be with you, y/n. I really fucking mean it. And that scares me the most.

You understood him perfectly, especially since the connection between you was so strong. This was nothing like you had ever encountered before. It scared you just as much, but you were willing to try.

Hey, uhm… Wanna be scared together?

#mykoreanlove #cha eun woo #cha eunwoo x reader #cha eunwoo smut #cha eunwoo scenarios #cha eunwoo fic #astro x reader #astro eunwoo #astro cha eunwoo #eunwoo smut #eunwoo x reader #eunwoo imagines #eunwoo astro #eunwoo fanfic #eunwoo moodboard #astro smut #lee dongmin #cha eunwoo #eunwoo x you #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #eunwoo #eunwoo x y/n #kpop x y/n #kpop x reader #angst with a happy ending #angst with comfort #angst with fluff

[neontoad]

“One soul in two bodies”, people often say about Double Black. Chuuya calls bullshit on that. It’s ridiculous. But then why every time Chuuya comes to work after tossing and turning in bed all night unable to fall asleep, he sees that Dazai has dark circles under eyes as well? Why every time when Chuuya checks his phone at 3am, insomnia eating him alive, he sees that Dazai is online, too? Why does it feel like there is one more person wide awake in the sleeping city when Chuuya’s staring at the ceiling, as wakeful as ever?

One night, a message pops up on his phone.

🐟: You awake?

“Fuck off,” Chuuya mumbles to himself and turns the screen off. The night is quiet. The air still seems to be vibrating after the notification chime. He counts seconds.

Nothing disturbs the silence anymore.

The next day Dazai keeps yawning and stealing glances at Chuuya as they sit in another boring meeting. He ignores him, even though every time Dazai covers his mouth with his hand, Chuuya can’t help but yawn too.

He sleeps well that night. He knows Dazai does, too - he can tell by how stupidly annoying he is the next day. Chuuya knows well that only well-rested Dazai possesses such a ridiculous ability to get on Chuuya’s nerves in record time. He sleeps okay again. And again. And again. Chuuya even starts thinking that maybe he’s finally out of that cursed bout of insomnia. Seems like Dazai managed to get some sleep, too.

Until another night comes.

He’s exhausted - they have just finished a mission, the last one in a strenuous sequence, and the only thing Chuuya wants is to sleep until next week.

He can’t.

His phone chimes.

He doesn’t bother looking - he knows who’s texting him. Dazai’s insomnia is not his problem.

He lies with his eyes closed, hoping that maybe, just maybe he’ll be able to trick his brain into finally shutting down and letting him fall into Morpheus’ embrace, giving him the rest he so desperately needs. He doesn’t know how much time passes until he hears a knock.

“The fuck you want?” Chuuya grumbles, looking at Dazai miserably standing in the hallway of his apartment building.

“Just checking on my dear partner.”

“It’s 4 in the morning.”

“You make it sound like it’s a problem.”

“I was sleeping, you bastard.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

Dazai yawns and Chuuya follows suit, stretching his sore muscles. Fuck this, he thinks. I’ll let him be. Without saying a word, he turns on his heel and marches to the kitchen. Dazai follows him and plops on the stool. He probably thinks he looks smug. He looks like shit.

“I’ll have a whiskey,” he croaks and smiles.

“Fuck off,” Chuuya says, pouring Dazai three fingers and sliding it across the table before stopping in front of his wine cabinet. That’ll do, he thinks and pours himself a glass of red.

“You know, chibi,” Dazai muses, watching the ice in his glass bob up and down, “I blame you.”

Chuuya takes a sip of wine. He wonders if he looks as stern as he hopes he is. Or does he, akin to Dazai, resemble a miserable stray dog? He doesn’t know. He doesn’t care.

“Whenever you can’t sleep, neither can I,” he continues. “It’s like we have some kind of invisible bond.”

Despite his fatigue, Chuuya can’t help but chuckle. Invisible bond! Dazai sure loves these stupid pretentious speeches. What an emo.

He downs his wine and goes to the living room. “Take your ass with your invisible bond to the couch,” he commands. “Let’s play.”

“It’s not a laughing matter!” Dazai whines but obeys, finishing his whiskey and leaving the cup on the table like the ungrateful pig he is.

Whiskey made him feel warm and fuzzy, making the unwelcoming sleepless night feel slightly less dire. Besides, playing video games with the slug is certainly a better pastime than tossing and turning on his old mattress. They play for a few hours, sleepiness going away as they keep beating each other in a video game, pushing each other with their shoulders and yelling at the top of their lungs.

Chuuya doesn’t care about his neighbours complaining - there’s no one living above him anymore, anyway.

The dark night gives way to the pale morning, timid rays of sun sneaking through the closed blinds. A ray falls on the empty whiskey cup, the last drops of the amber liquid shining like gold under the light. Another one shines on the shattered controller lying in the corner. Another ray of sun caresses the leaves of a half-dead plant on the bookshelf. Another - the picture on the wall, the five people on it forgotten by all but one. Another - the cobweb on the ceiling. Another - the brass door handle. As more time passes, the sun gets more comfortable dancing in the small apartment, its rays travelling across the walls, trinkets and furniture until they reach the boys sprawled on the couch.

Their breath is even, chests rising and falling in unison. Chuuya’s head is resting on Dazai’s lap, his hand against his chest still holding the beaten controller. He squirms when the sun shamelessly goes across his eyes but doesn’t wake up.

Neither does Dazai. He just smiles through his sleep and puts his hand on Chuuya’s back. The rays of sun stall before continuing to move across the room as if taking in the unusual, eerily peaceful atmosphere in the living room, the raging fire turned into quiet embers for a bit.

Chuuya might call bullshit on the “one soul in two bodies” idea.

But… the sun surely knows better.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #skk #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #soukoku #mini fic #teen skk #pm skk #literal sleeping together #soft skk #developing relationship

[khaire-traveler]

🌫️ Subtle Erebos Worship 🌑

Sit in stillness for a while, especially darkness; meditate or become comfortable in the quiet

Take time each day to decompress from the events of the day; relax and rest

Drink herbal tea or a warm drink you enjoy before bed; preferably something soothing

Get a candle that reminds you of him (no altar needed)

Wear jewelry that reminds you of him

Keep a picture of him in your wallet

Start a bedtime/nighttime routine

Try to avoid screens an hour before bed; try reading a book, drawing, or another relaxing and screenless activity

Fall asleep/meditate/study to music reminiscent of emptiness, stillness, or liminality (links included to videos I sleep/listen to c:)

Have a stuffed animal that reminds you of darkness, stillness, or The Void™; nocturnal animals work well (Stygian owl, trust me)

Have imagery of fog, darkness, the night sky, what you believe the creation of the universe looked like, or The Underworld (his name is sometimes conflated with The Underworld itself) around

Dedicate a collection of coins to the souls passing into The Underworld who don't have coins to cross the Stygian

Watch the sunrise; watch the sunset

Learn about the night sky; learn the different constellations and myths they have

Learn about space; learn about cave systems; learn about anything you consider mysterious, expansive, and a bit frightening

Visit/tour a cave (SAFELY!!!!)

Leave water outside for nocturnal animals that stop by; leave out water for a bird bath

Listen to the morning bird songs; listen to the sounds of the night

Press/dry a flower still wet with evening dew

Practice mindfulness; practice meditation

Go camping, and sleep under the stars; take time to be present in nature, in the night

Watch a scary movie in the dark; you're also welcome to watch a comfort movie instead

Collect animal bones (thank the animal's spirit after doing so)

If fog rolls in, go outside in it; take a walk in it (SAFELY!!!)

Plant seeds in the ground; start a garden; tend to plants

Grow your own herbs or produce

Honor your ancestors or passed loved ones; engage in spirit work if comfortable

Visit a cemetery; leave flowers on graves if given permission to do so

Reflect on your deeper beliefs; what do you believe about the different mysteries/uncertainties of life (the afterlife, universe creation, purpose, etc.)

Dance/sing to music that makes you feel ancient, mystical, mysterious, or generally cool

Take a walk during a new moon (if it is safe to do so your area)

Learn about self-defense; be sure to take a weapon with you when going out at night (if you feel it's necessary mostly)

Wear black or darker colors

Take a relaxing bath/shower at night, especially with herbs or in dim light (SAFELY!!!)

Write/read ghost or mystery stories

Light a bonfire; gather around it with loved ones; share scary or mysterious stories

Support space, deep ocean, or deep cave exploration organizations; support nocturnal animal preservation organizations

Learn about the different phases of the moon; learn about what each one means

Practice patience and restraint

Find healthy outlets for extreme emotions; drawing, writing, boxing, dancing, crafting, etc.

Learn to become comfortable within your own presence (this takes practice, it'll be ok)

Sleep with a small bag of soothing herbs under your pillow (lavender, jasmine, etc.) or charms

Keep a dream journal; try to interpret your dreams

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This is my list of discreet ways to worship Erebos! He is rarely talked about, from what I've seen, but he is the God of Darkness, born from the primordial Khaos at the creation of everything. He is paired with Nyx often, and the two have had several children, including Hypnos and Thanatos. His name was used interchangeably with The Underworld sometimes. I'll likely add more later, but for now, I hope you enjoy what I've made. Take care. ❤️

Link to Subtle Worship Master list

#helpol #hellenic polytheism #hellenic pagan #erebos #erebus #erebus deity #erebos deity #erebus worship #erebos worship #paganblr #pagan tips #deity worship

[blazingstar400]

Incorrect Scarlet and Violet Quotes Part 1

I have too many of these sitting in a document and I’m bored so here we are. I hope these brighten your day!

Ortega, playing a video game: This game is so frustrating! I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!

Penny: Ok, I think it’s time we turn off the game for a little while…

Ortega: But I’m having fun!

Nemona: I can do anything I put my mind to! I once figured out Arven’s phone number just by choosing random numbers!

Juliana: Amazing! Florian, your just like Sherlock Homeless!

Florian: It’s HOLMES!

Kieran: My crush isn’t picking up on my hints.

Carmine: What kind of hints have you given her?

Kieran: Well, I think about her a lot.

Kieran: Sometimes I even think about talking to her.

Lacey, annoyed: He probably cares more about his grades, unlike you.

Drayton: Hey!! I got a 47 on my test! I’m like a super genius!!

when a new class was added in Naranja/Uva Academy

Teacher: Welcome to salsa class! Who’s ready to dance?

Juliana, hiding a bag of tortilla chips behind her back: There’s been a misunderstanding.

Penny: This’ll probably go faster if we split up.

Nemona: nods

Nemona: Can I come with you?

Penny: Okay, where did I lose you on the whole ‘splitting up’ thing?

Juliana: I can’t find my Rotom phone.

Arven: Hold on, I’ll call it.

Juliana: No wait——

Juliana’s Rotom phone: 🎶 PARTY ROCK IS IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT! EVERYBODY’S GONNA HAVE A GOOD TIME! 🎶

Arven:

Juliana: I can explain——

Kieran, trying to write a letter to Juliana: Greetings, Coward——

Lacey: sighs No.

Kieran: My dear idiot——

Lacey: Try again.

Kieran: DEAREST JERK WHO RUINED MY LIFE——

Lacey: THIS ISN’T HOW YOU WRITE A LOVE LETTER!!!

Drayton: randomly hugs Kieran

Kieran: What the heck are you doing?!?

Drayton: Appreciating the little things in life!

Kieran:

Kieran: Die

Florian: How do you spell perfection?

Carmine: C-A-R-M-I-N-E

Florian: Okay, tha——

Florian:

Florian: Hold on, isn’t that your name?

Carmine: Exactly.

Carmine: We did it. It’s over, we won.

[Juliana, Kieran, Nemona, Penny, Arven, and Florian point behind her, obviously distressed]

Carmine: No, we won. I’m not turning around. We won.

Lacey: How much do you know about Ancient Egypt?

Drayton: Lots! Pyramids, pharaohs…

Lacey: Yes, go on.

Drayton: …Didn’t they invent dogs or something?

Kieran: Honestly, I am so evil. So full of darkness. I feed off the souls of the living. I strike fear into——

Carmine: You sleep with a teddybear.

Kieran: HE IS MY SECOND IN COMMAND IN MY ARMY OF DARKNESS!

Juliana, jokingly: You’re not allowed to fall in love with me.

Kieran, seriously: Won’t be a problem.

literally the next day

Kieran: THERE’S A PROBLEM!

Penny: I called you like ten times! Why didn’t you pick up?

Juliana: remembers dancing to the ringtone

Juliana: I didn’t hear it.

Little Kieran after having a nightmare: Can I sleep in your bed?

Carmine, half asleep: Kiki, this is a queen-sized bed. That means it’s for gestures vaguely to herself the Queen.

I hope you all enjoyed these! I might make more later. Have a nice day everyone!

#pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon sv #pokemon kieran #rival kieran #trainer kieran #pokemon arven #rival arven #trainer arven #pokemon nemona #rival nemona #trainer nemona #pokemon penny #rival penny #trainer penny #pokemon ortega #team star ortega #pokemon juliana #trainer juliana #pokemon florian #trainer florian #pokemon carmine #rival carmine #trainer carmine #pokemon drayton #pokemon lacey #juliana x kieran #kieran x juliana #dipplinshipping

[elderscrollsconceptart]

• I want to preface this by saying art and musical preferences are subjective. Everything below is just my personal opinion and preferences.

• I also don't want anyone to confuse criticism with hating. I like Inon Zur but I have some thoughts on his musical involvement in TES 6.

I *really* hope that they get someone besides Inon Zur to conduct the OST for TES VI.

The Music is perhaps my favorite part of TES. There's been many times when I'm totally burned out or bored with the games, but I never grow tired of the music. For example I have fallen asleep to the Oblivion OST more times than I can remember and the Morrowind theme is my favorite piece of video game music of all time. (Inon Zur's theme for Fallout New Vegas is my second favorite!!!)

Hearing the Arena and Daggerfall themes on an old burned CD were actually my first exposure to TES in any direct form and were the impetus to my later interest in the series. The music of TES matters so deeply to me. I never want to feel the urge to avoid or feel disappointed by any of it. It would bum me TF out if I was disappointed by the music of TES 6.

For Inon Zur, I LOVE his work on the Fallout soundtracks, but I just do not think his style works for TES.

I really don't like his music in the teaser they used for the now (old) trailer for TESVI. I also don't particularly like Zur's work on the blades OST either. To be clear, his TES music so far is *fine* but its not excellent like the OSTs for Morrowind, Oblivion, and Skyrim were. His TES music is..just fine..

Honestly there are parts of the Blade soundtrack that sound like unused tracks from Fallout (eg. "A worthy foe") Zur loves him some horns, large brass instruments, and drums and while those instruments are fine, an overuse of them just doesn't't work in TES.

His typical style is just too brassy and "hard" for TES IMO. Even when he's trying to be soft with his music it just sounds off. Almost looming and rough. TES is fantasy, it needs flutes, soft vocal harmonies, and strings. Even the parts of ths Blades OST with strings and harmonies sound weirdly harsh and coarse for what they're trying to do. His music has a "dark" tone to me, like everything is tinged in a looming danger. IDK how to describe it. There are also moments in the Blades OST where it feels like he's trying to imitate Jeremy Soule's style and it just falls flat.

I dont believe Zur operates with the necessary softness, warmth, and pulse lowering harmony required for a good TES soundtrack. Yes there are dungeon and combat themes in all the games, but the most beloved TES music is the themes and ambient tracks. Inon Zur's Fallout work is incredible but his style naturally meshes really well with the Fallout games. Don't get me wrong, he's a fantastic artist, but his forays into TES music have been unsatisfying to me personally and doesn't mesh with the series.

I want to be as clear as I can because im not trying to bash him. *Inon Zur is a really good musician and conductor* I just don't think his style works for TES.

I love most or Zur's work, but I hope they get someone with more fitting musical style to make the OST for TES VI.

#the elder scrolls #tes #tes vi #tes 6 #tes ponderings

[darubyprincx]

it just hit me that we haven't actually made a post compiling all of our s2!pixl headcanons yet so here you fuckers go. you wanna be a professional pixposter like we are (god i wish i was getting paid for having hyperfixations on the internet)? follow in my example

that thigh holster of his actually doubles as a knee brace and holds a journal and like seven mechanical pencils! pix always has a mechanical pencil on him

this man wears glasses and they are NEVER CLEAN. theyre always smudged and dirty no matter how much he rubs them off on his shirt he puts them back on and they look the exact same if not worse

this man has a sleep schedule borrowed from the devil but when he does sleep he can fall asleep ANYWHERE. under a bush, on top of a mountain, in the deep dark, in his bed, on a boat, you name it he can snooze there

sometimes in the middle of a conversation he'll look up and look like he's focusing on something else but carry the convo effortlessly. one time gem asked him what he was looking at and he went "oh, nothing, that cloud back there just really looks like a rabbit" and she turned around and goddamn he was right. It sure did look like a rabbit.

he/they aroace i will stick with this forever

neptune the ghost cat has a lot of different names and they don't really care so pix switches it up a lot but he calls them Miette when they're sulking in a corner because he didn't let them have some of the sculk he was studying (yes, his cat eats the spooky soul goop. as far as he can tell it isn't hurting them, so)

very loose and casual but still deliberate in his movements. this is a man who sits slightly dramatically into a chair and drapes one arm over the side, who swings his pack over one arm before walking somewhere, who holds up one finger before crouched looking at something on the ground

speaking of, this man has paused trade agreements before because he saw a rock that was a fossil on the ground and split it open with one end of his pickaxe. another time, he picked up a frog wandering by and just put it on his head and kept talking like nothing had ever happened

video game nerd (affectionate)

the lower levels of his crypt actually house some more modern comforts, like a fully functioning if slightly musty shower, a kitchen (complete with electric kettle), an ancient pc setup with the crustiest ass keyboard from 2005 that runs Windows 7 and somehow Microsoft Word, and 3/4ths of a laboratory which is NOT osha compliant. he'd love for it to be and is slightly anxious that it isn't, but given his situation he has to make do with what he has

definitely ate mud as a child

#ray's tag #thanks for coming to my ted talk #pixlriffs #mcyt #empires smp

[nidianddeepspace]

Falling Asleep (Next to the One You Love)

❥ Xavier x OC ❥ An OC remembering loving moments with the Star Baby ❥ naps with your beloved, longing, angst ❥ College/University AU, the (my) MC and Xavier as University Students

Finding herself beside a sleeping Xavier, a young woman becomes intensely aware of her feelings...and how difficult it is to confess them.

It happened between studying for the Contemporary History and Technology final and the Calculus final exam. The last thing I remembered was the two of us sitting on the bed, books cracked open, a monotone voice teaching various math formulas via the video playlist playing on my laptop. We were listening to them while "discussing" what type of questions to expect on the history exam. I told you that the professor uploaded a outline of what to expect online. You reminded me of how that same professor loves to trip up students with questions nobody expects.

The moment I opened my eyes, those memories became nothing but a blur. Instead, I was greeted with by the silent stillness of my dorm room, dark save for the streaks of moonlight coming through the blinds and the hallway lights peeking in at the bottom of the door.

I felt your presence immediately.

We were side by side, huddled together within the constraints of my full sized bed. The moment I saw you there, my sight sharpened, and my breath caught in my throat. You were lying there, still, fast asleep, blissfully unaware of how wide my eyes were or how much my face tingled, or how my heart would burst forth from my chest, my racing heart hitting the sheets with a sickening splat.

You had...that much of an affect on me.

"Xavier..." I spoke your name so quietly, I wondered if I'd said it at all.

Even as I tried to retrace the steps that led us to this moment, my eyes couldn't help but drink up the sight of you. I wanted to brush away the platinum locks of hair that dangled too close to your eyes, but I didn't want to wake you. I wondered what sort of dreams you could see within those soulful blue irises of yours. My mind was in a whirlwind. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't figure out how we ended up asleep in my bed. You were always sleepy and were notorious for taking naps at any given moment, even sleeping upright in the middle moving from one class to another. But for all that impromptu napping, we were wide awake and ready to have a productive study session.

How did we get from calculus formulas and troll questions on a scantron to this?

"Xavier..." My voice was a little louder, but still a whisper. You stirred for a moment but promptly went back to sleep.

I was captivated by you. Your quiet, rhythmic breathing was as stirring and musical as any classical symphony. You were always beautiful to me, but in that moment, you had never been more beautiful. Keeping my feelings for you bottled up inside was as difficult as bottling a single moonbeam in a jar. I wanted nothing more than to press a tender kiss against your forehead, wishing you the sweetest dreams. I wanted to wrap my arms around you and keep you close all night, allowing the quiet melody of your breath and the harmony of your warmth carry me into the sweetest dreams. I wanted you so badly to mine that it hurt.

Never was my secret love for you so prevalent and so painful inside my heart.

I loved you so much and no matter the times we spent together, you were always just out of my reach. I wanted to tell you how I felt. So many times, I tried to do just that. But I couldn't. I was always in my own way. How could someone like me dare to confess to you? How could someone so pure and full of light (in my eyes) find that same light inside of someone like me?

It was better to keep my feelings bottled up. The last thing I wanted was to dim your light with my very presence. Tainted, broken, hollow. A shadow struggling in a sea of bright lights.

I was so far into my self-destructive thoughts that I hadn't noticed you waking up for real. "Hey...you're awake. Did you have a good rest?"

"Huh? Yes, I..." I paused, allowing his question to really sink in. "Xavier, what do you mean, did I sleep well?"

"I mean what I asked, silly." He sat up, propping a hand on his head. "You fell asleep on my shoulder watching math videos. I didn't want to disturb you, so I just let you rest. But I guess I fell asleep, too...and now, we ended up like this."

Just keep breathing, just keep breathing... "You...you could have just left. I wouldn't have minded."

"I know, but...it didn't feel right to leave you alone. And you..."

"And I...what?"

"And you...when I did tried to leave you, you grabbed my arm."

"I did what?" The moment he said that, I cursed the heavens for now having a rock to crawl under nearby. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, but it's fine." The reassurance in your eyes only added to my mortification. "I didn't want to leave and you didn't want me to leave either. And now, here we are. But I'm still tired. Studying is hard work and it took a lot out of me..."

Before I could apologize for the entire situation, you let out this large yawn and began settling back into bed. Once you were out, I knew it would take a natural disaster to wake up - and even then, there were no guarantees. I watched dumbstruck as you fell back asleep beside, as if it were the easy thing to do in the world.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But somehow, as my felt my own eyelids begin to droop down, I could only feel gratitude for this unexpected, wondrous moment.

#love and deepspace #ladsedit #love and deepspace xavier #lads #xavier love and deepspace #xavier #xavier x oc #lads xavier x reader #lads xavier

[raedear]

Moon spirit 3 moon spirit 3 for gods sake moon spirit 3

This is another one where I think maybe I'm starting from the wrong point and I should scrap it and start again:

Joe feels like the star of every bad horror movie sitting down to Google something the audience already knows to fear, but he doesn't know what else to do. He can't even begin to guess at what Nicky is. He has no frame of reference for the moon blinking, for strange men promising him temporary safety for his soul, for shadowy cults taking human sacrifices. Entirely without his knowledge or consent his world has shifted, and he doesn't even know where to begin in righting it on its axis.

No matter what he searches though, no matter what combination of Nicky and moon and soul and sacrifice he combines, he finds nothing even remotely similar to what he went through. In a moment of embarrassing desperation he even finds himself looking up “is the moon Italian?” before he admits defeat.

He does find news reports hysterically chronicling the disappearance of and subsequent search for a billionaire pharmaceutical CEO and his board of directors. When he watches a video of the young magnate's TED talk, Joe recognises his high voice, the slight lisp to his Rs. Behind him in every public appearance is a tall black man, broad with muscle Joe recognises from his gym. It doesn't answer the why, or the how, but gives him an idea of the who.

‘What is wrong with you?’ Nile demands the third time Joe spills coffee directly into his keyboard. It shorts out with a particularly pathetic pzzt sound, and Joe drops his head to his desk.

‘Nothing,’ he mumbles into his wrist support. Nile doesn’t even deign to acknowledge it. Just waits in silence. ‘Not been sleeping well. It’ll pass.’ It’s not untrue. It’s just not true in the way Nile clearly takes it to be.

Joe has no trouble falling asleep or staying that way. It’s his dreams that are giving him problems. His dreams twist and turn on themselves in a way he's never encountered before. The slick sickliness of fear turns over and over in his stomach until it's something else entirely. Until the memory of chains around his wrists and ankles or knives held against him becomes the memory of Nicky's lips on his neck, Nicky's body over his, the bright appraisal of Nicky's impossible eyes. He wakes up torn between terror and wanting, and doesn't know what to do with the remembered sensation of Nicky's cool breath on his overheated skin. Although, if it was only his dreams Joe would probably be coping better. But it's not.

'Are you getting the train home today?' Nile asks without looking up from packing her bag. 'I'm going to the gym, or I'd come with you.'

Joe got the train home yesterday. Just before he boarded his train, he looked across to the other platform just in time to see a man step off of the railway bridge. He was tall, with dark curly hair and a coat not unlike Joe's own.

He also had a face not entirely unlike Joe's own either, and when he caught Joe's eyes with eyes Joe had only ever seen in the mirror or on his mother's face, he had smiled.

'Probably,' Joe lies, and walks to the bus stop with his headphones in and his head down as quickly as he can.

The nights are drawing in, it's dark almost as soon as he leaves work now. He used to love this time of year, but now, in this strange new world he's found himself in, he doesn't know how to feel about nights with a moon that hasn't changed phase in a week

Mind when this fic was supposed to just be a silly excuse for smut. lol.

#ask me anything my dudes

[the-silver-chronicles]

OC Game and Music Monday

Tagged by @josephseedismyfather for this OC game and will be doing my FC5 Deputy OC Silva Omar. Tagged by no one for the Music Monday one.

Rules for OC Game: Bold what is true and tag 15 people.

OC Game below:

APPEARANCE

i'm over 5'5' // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear makeup // i don't often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball bats backwards

HOBBIES AND TALENTS

i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault (sometimes)// i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand (no she fucking can't)

RELATIONSHIP

i have been in a relationship // i have been single for over a year (a lot longer than that for Silva) // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

AESTHETICS

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bon fire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season

MISCELLANEOUS

i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed (she has one she sometimes brings out and uses) // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs 🐶 (Technically only one when she gets Boomer)

And here's a song to describe the relationship of Silva and her (disowned) adoptive padre, Paul Yellowjack:

"Tryna wash away all the blood I've spilled This lust is a burden that we both share Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer Souls tied, intertwined by pride and guilt

There's darkness in the distance From the way that I've been livin' But I know I can't resist it

Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time You and I drink the poison from the same vine Oh I love it and I hate it at the same time Hidin' all our sins from the daylight From the daylight, runnin' from the daylight From the daylight, runnin' from the daylight Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time

Tellin' myself it's the last time Can you spare any mercy that you might find If I'm down on my knees again? Deep down, way down, Lord, I try Try to follow your light, but it's nighttime Please don't leave me in the end

There's darkness in the distance I'm beggin' for forgiveness (ooh) But I know I might resist it, oh!"

Tagging: @socially-awkward-skeleton @adelaidedrubman @shallow-gravy @poisonedtruth @voidika @chazz-anova @cassietrn @direwombat @josephslittledeputy @inafieldofdaisies @wrathfulrook @vampireninjabunnies-blog @g0dspeeed @strangefable and @henbased + anyone else who wishes to join in on the fun.

#far cry the silver chronicles #far cry 5 #oc: silva omar #oc: paul yellowjack #music monday #oc game #Youtube

[woosluv]

adore you — yeosang

— pairing: yeosang x gn!reader

— rating / genre: G / fluff, established relationship

— warnings: yeosang calls reader my love

— word count: 740

— summary: nothing beats times like this when it's just you and yeosang holding each other tight.

— note: i wrote this like a month or two ago and i'm still crying over this fluff 😭 happy birthday yeosang!! <3

— please reblog if you enjoyed this! tumblr is not like other social medias and runs off of reblogs and NOT likes :)

[ start ]

You admired everything about Yeosang. From his determination to succeed to the hard work and time he puts into his passions, and the way his eyes sparkle when he finally gets the difficult choreo down. God, you loved the little smile that would tug on his lips when he would turn to see you running towards him to give him a big celebratory hug after hearing the announcement of your best friends’ world tour at the biggest stadiums all around the world. And you loved the way his eyes closed as he laughed until his lungs couldn’t handle it anymore.

You were so wholly and completely in love with Yeosang, everything that happened to him affected you like it had happened to you. It tugged on the strings of your heart to see tears well up in his pretty brown eyes and your heart would break every time he came home and walked straight into your arms, embracing you so tightly like the world would fall between his fingers if he didn’t, hard yet silent sobs racking through his body. It felt like a slap to the face as you sat on your phone during the day, scrolling through their video comments and you spotted a snide remark about Yeosang’s visuals or the way he danced; you couldn’t begin to count the amount of hours you’ve sat there reporting and deleting those comments.

There were many things about Yeosang that occupied your mind. Despite the jokes and the pranks he pulls, he’s selfless and so hyper aware of how you or the boys may be feeling and he’s always quick to break character to apologize and take care of you whenever you react in a way he hadn’t anticipated. Whenever he comes to your apartment to visit you, he always wraps his arms around your waist no matter what you’re doing and asks how your day went before making you laugh with some shenanigans the boys had gotten into. 

It was times like this, when your arms found their way around his waist and up his shirt to rest on his back as you slept and Yeosang would hum before snuggling further into your neck to place a soft kiss on the warm skin there that it felt like this was it. He was your other half that your soul needed to be whole. He was the one you were meant to be with for the rest of your lives. You sighed contentedly, hands rubbing under the neck of Yeosang’s shirt, weakly massaging the muscles there as he rested with you in your bed after a long day practicing a bunch of different performances with the boys and dance crew in preparation for their tour.

“Sorry, I fell asleep for a minute there.” You could hear Yeosang mumble against your shirt, voice deeper with sleep as he tightened his arms around your waist. You laughed lightly. “It’s okay Sangie, you’ve had a long day. Get some sleep because you have to be up early tomorrow.” Although his eyes were still closed and the room was dark, you pouted at the thought of your favorite boy working hard from the crack of dawn and getting home to you late and having to do the same thing a couple hours later. Yeosang hummed into your chest, snuggling himself further into you, if that was even possible with the way his body was laid over your own, and taking a few deep breaths before you could tell he had fallen back to sleep.

Despite the darkness blanketing your room and the drowsiness pulling your eyes closed, you couldn’t stop the thoughts of how you would spoil your boy on his next day off. Your hands were still gently rubbing over Yeosang’s back when you heard him sigh. You guess he hadn’t fully fallen back to sleep, consciousness treading lightly over reality and his dreamlike state. “Stop thinking and go to sleep. I can hear the cogs turning in there when I’m dreaming.” You scoff lightly. “That’s not true.” He hummed. “Then why am I awake and telling you to stop thinking? C’mon, you work so hard too, my love. You need your rest as much as I do.” You sighed before you nodded. “I’ll try.” Yeosang hummed again before he spoke. “I love you.” You couldn’t help the smile that made its way to your lips at Yeosang’s words. “I love you too.”

[ end ]

taglist: @wooyoung-a @dogsongy

#underworldnet #koffeenet #🍄 my writing #[💪🏻] yeosang content #yeosang imagine #kang yeosang #ateez imagines #yeosang #ateez yeosang #ateez #yeosang fluff #yeosang x reader

[teen-cups-au]

Teen Cups - Plot Notes Part 10

Beginning of the comic | Previous | Next

Cuphead goes back home, sees Elder Kettle asleep in front of the TV, goes upstairs to check on Mugman who's asleep and now has his bad ending colors too (though we can't see it well, since it's dark).

Cuphead decides to let him rest and goes back downstairs to wake up Elder Kettle, who's glad that Cuphead is back home. But Cuphead is in tears, sobbing uncontrollably, so Elder Kettle asks what's going on. Cuphead is scared that he'd hate him, but Elder Kettle tells him that despite their struggles to communicate sometimes, he's his grandson, and that whatever he did, he'll always love him.

Cuphead then explains him everything. He suggests that he just sacrifices himself so the Devil can have his soul right away instead of making Mugman suffer. But Elder Kettle refuses to lose him and thinks that Mugman wouldn’t want that, mostly if there’s still hope, and points out that they don't know if the Devil will keep his "promise" anyway. He asks him if he has the contract, but Cuphead tells him that The Devil kept it.

The next day, Mugman is feeling terrible. He still manages to get up and goes to the bathroom to splash his face with fresh water. He then notices that his colors changed.

He goes downstairs and sees Cuphead and Elder Kettle waiting for him. He says that he doesn’t feel good, and that the fever might be messing with his vision, as he sees himself with different colors. He then notices Cuphead, who changed colors too, but not Elder Kettle.

Cuphead apologizes before even explaining what happened. As Mugman asks him why, he tells him the whole thing. Mugman is shocked. Cuphead apologizes again and tells him that he’ll sacrifice himself to free him. Mugman forbids him. Cuphead says that he’d rather die than being hated by him his whole life long. Mugman corrects him and says that he doesn’t hate him.

Some time later, Cuphead is cleaning the dishes in the casino kitchen with Henchman.

Cuphead: Hey, can I ask you something?

Henchman: Yeah?

Cuphead: I’ve been... wondering… How do you get these scars?

Henchman looks away.

Henchman: Oh, that… Duuuh… I’m just really clumsy and tend to fall a lot.

Cuphead: I know what wounds from falling look like. You don’t get bruises like that.

Henchman: Duuh well… There’s often… Uhm… rocks on the floor when I fall.

Cuphead: Looks more like it’s from a whip.

Henchman shifts. Cuphead continues.

Cuphead: And from your reactions while we’re talking about it, I think I’m right.

Henchman bites his lower lip.

Henchman: It’s nothing! I deserved it. I didn’t do my job right, so-

Cuphead: Did the Devil do this to you?

Henchman: I deserved it, okay!

Cuphead stays silent while staring at him. He then places a hand on his shoulder.

Cuphead: I don’t know how, dunno when. But I’ll get both of us outta here someday. You can come at my place! We’ll play video games! Man, I don’t remember when I played the last time. I need to sleep at night now… I literally have no more free time… But it’s not as if I had a choice...

He starts crying. Henchman tries to comfort him.

Cuphead suddenly feels dizzy, his vision getting blurry. He lets the glass he was holding fall and catches the sink with his hands to keep balance. Henchman asks him if he’s alright. King Dice comes in at that moment.

King Dice: Did you think you were allowed to take breaks ?

Cuphead: I don’t feel good…

King Dice: So what ? Not my problem. Just work !

Cuphead struggles to stand.

Cuphead: I just can’t right now… Gimme a minute…

King Dice puts his hand on Cuphead's shoulder. Cuphead lifts his head, surprised of the soft gesture. But King Dice then tighten his hold and pulls him toward himself.

King Dice: I don’t think you understand. You have no say in this !

Cuphead: Can’t believe how much you changed… You were so nice before.

King Dice: Hahaha ! Don’t you get it by now ? That was all acting ! A trap ! You naive cup !

Cuphead: Naive ? With all the plays I won ?

King Dice: *snicker* You’re even worse than I thought. You should know how bluff works ! You never were a big poker player ! We were letting you win from time to time.

He pushes him away, making Cuphead hit the counter.

Cuphead: F… Fuck you…

King Dice: Don’t you dare talk to me that way ever again !

Cuphead: I don’t fucking care…

He winces.

Cuphead: It’s not as if you could fire me, I owe the Devil my life… Not that I would mind…

King Dice: True. But don’t forget that he has all the power. He can always make things worse for you if he ever hears about how you treat your superiors.

Cuphead: As if it could be worse…

King Dice: Yes. He could kill you and your brother right away and keep BOTH of your souls, for example.

Cuphead looks down, disappointed. King Dice continues :

King Dice: Heh ! That’s more like it. Now hurry and go back to work !

Henchman: I-I think he really can’t do much for now, sir...

King Dice: Whatever. He’ll just have to work overtime until he’s done.

Cuphead eventually slides down the counter until he sits on his knees.

King Dice: Have fun ! And for The Devil’s sake, be careful about your weight ! Before you worked here, it was only friendly advice. It wasn’t our problem that you didn’t do enough about it, but now that you’re our employee, it’s giving a bad image of the Casino !

King Dice leaves.

#cuphead #mugman #cuphead au #teen cups au #teen cups #comic #plot notes #doudy

[little-cereal-draws]

I’ve seen a lot of posts abt how wonderful it is when Neurodivergent ppl live together bc they finally understand each other and don’t have to deal w neurotypical living expectations. Well here’s an angry three am rant abt my experience as an autistic living w an autistic roommate. (This is just my personal experience that I need to get out)

—

He stims vocally a lot and it really bothers me. I can’t focus on my work, especially writing, but I don’t want to stop him bc I know how important it is

He plays video games until 3am most nights (including rn) and I’m so sleep deprived that I want to cry all the time and almost fall asleep as soon as I sit down but I don’t want to tell him to stop bc I know those are his special interests. I know first hand how soul crushing it is to be told u can’t engage w ur special interests so I let him do it

He’ll have the tv, his laptop, and phone all playing different things at the same time and forget doing my work, I can’t even be in the same room. It’s too much. But I don’t want to tell him to stop bc that’s stimulus he’s needs Ig

I know a lot of ppl have trouble w temperature regulation and he’s got a space heater that’s on 24/7, even when he’s not home. I live in the south and it’s summer now so it’s around 80-90 degrees every day but I’ll come home and it’s even hotter in our room. Walking in feels like getting slapped in the face w the sun. I think it baked my plant alive bc even tho I got one that could survive heat, it’s crispy and white like a ghost. I didn’t even know plants could do that. But he also always wears a hoodie and jeans no matter how hot it is so maybe he’s cold all the time. Idk

He’s got no spatial awareness. He likes to do his projects on the floor and completely spreads out so I can’t access my bed, night table, food, or supplies. His stuff already takes up 2/3 of the room anyway but this makes me dance and tiptoe around his projects for days on end

Adding onto that last point, he doesn’t remember things very well. And I know that’s not his fault but it’s so annoying to come home and he’s done his share of the chores but didn’t put the cleaning supplies away. Or he’s ironed his clothes but left the ironing board out in the middle of the room. He finally washed his dishes today that had been overflowing from the sink for eight months. And I know executive disfunction can be a bitch but I’m so tired of not even being able to wash a single fork bc there’s no more space in the sink

And the lights,,,, I know a lot of ppl have sensory issues w overhead lights but it’s so frustrating when I’m obviously working on a project, putting fine details on a still life or whatever, and he just turns the light off. I can’t work in the dark but I know what a pain lights can be so I just let him do it

And he’s a good guy and is nice and all that but I can not wait to move out. And I’m not blaming him for any of this, it’s 100% on me and I know it. I haven’t expressed my displeasure for these things or asked him to change so I shouldn’t expect him to magically know what I’m thinking. I’m too much of an anxious ppl pleaser to assert any boundaries

#i wrote this at 3am bc he’s playing video games #i might delete this later #i just needed to get it out of my system #I’m an asshole I know #i need to communicate better

[bereft-of-frogs]

is friday. have a list.

reading:

(finished) Notes on an Execution - Danya Kukafka: Still excellent, still thinking about the ending

(in-progress) The Great Transition - Nick Fuller Goggins: I got this from the person who runs the horror book club I go to. The blurb compared it to Station Eleven, perilously high praise, but I'm weirdly enjoying it. Weirdly because I was afraid the structure would get annoying and weirdly because it's doing a bunch of things I usually find annoying but I'm not annoyed? I think it's because even though there's a lot of social justice themes, it never really feels like the characters are lecturing at the reader. Like there have been some scenes where characters are lecturing other characters - but so far they've all felt like they were more about revealing about the characters and their relationships rather than being like 'see, I know about solidarity, look how good a person I am!' I also really like that the exposition is being given through one of the POV characters (a high school student)'s essays, which have comments from her teacher and the comments are all PERFECT - and sure enough the author's day job is as a teacher. XD

(finished) Light of the Jedi - Charles Soule: still not my favorite, but it does pick up once you get past the first part. I think the narration of that action goes on for a bit too long and doesn't leave much space to take in the characters or setting because so much is happening, one thing after another. But, as I said last week, infinitely better than doomscrolling

(in-progress) Into the Dark - Claudia Gray: Ok the thing about Light is that I didn't really care about any of the deaths in it....until this book made me care. I think Gray is just a little bit more adept at character writing, I really started to fall in love with the High Republic and its characters in this book. I am sad though, given I'm probably going to have to skip Midnight Horizon to avoid getting derailed again, this might be where Reath and I part ways. I ended up loving Reath so much! But alas! Midnight Horizon was not my cup of tea, so I will have to say farewell.

(in-progress) Lord of the Rights chapter-a-day reread: Pelennor Fields today. DEAAAATTTHHH!!!!

watching (tv):

(finished) Silo (Apple TV): WHY am I still thinking about that finale?? why was that so good? WHEN is season 2 coming out?

(in-progress, rewatch) Altered Carbon (Netflix): to stop myself from just watching dumb commentary youtube videos while I'm cooking/eating dinner/etc I started rewatching Altered Carbon and damn it's just so good. I'm almost finished with the first season, I know the second is controversial/isn't quite as good but I still enjoyed it so will continue on

I'm in kind of a hangover post-Silo for the show I watch as part of my bedtime routine. I watched 2 episodes of Foundation and precisely 30 minutes of Severance before I fell asleep last night (I was just really tired because a certain Void Creature had me up at 5AM, not Severance's fault), so idk which I'm going to continue on with. Probably Severance, I'll get back to Foundation eventually.

watching (film):

The Strangers (2008): That scene where Liv Tyler is smoking in the kitchen and the intruder is standing unseen in the background is my LITERAL NIGHTMARE.

Hell House LLC II: The Abbadon Hotel (2018) and Hell House LLC III: Lake of Fire (2019): This is such a bizarre series because the first is slightly above-average found footage, the fourth is actually surprisingly scary, and the middle two are SUCH hot garbage, but. Completionist. I have seen them all now. The best scene in the third is with the cultists/demons scuttling around and I realized why it makes me laugh, they remind me of the wraiths in What We Do in the Shadows XD

Dune Part 2 (2024) - I SAW DUNE AGAIN IT WAS STILL GOOD. Aside, is Austin Butler in something the Youths (TM) like? Because I only know him from the awful Elvis movie I suffered through last year. The girl selling my ticket was like 'yeah I've seen it twice as an audience member and then I keep going up to the projection room to watch the duel because Austin Butler *heart eyes*' and I was like.....him? Really? Are the kids just horny for Harkonnens? I have questions.

video game update: I'm unstuck on cult of the lamb! I had the run of my life and got past the underwater level, it was great.

craft update: Skein still tangled, don't want to talk about it. But I've finished the short rows on the sweater vest and am onto the repetitive part! The next real milestone will be getting to where it joins the back under the arms, and I no longer have to purl. I can't wait.

weekend list -- just kidding it's a WEEK list because I'm on vacation! (technically I am dogsitting but I'm still taking a week off from work to go hang out with a dog, so that counts as vacation):

focus up to get through the workday. friends, it is 11AM and that is not going well, let me tell you

go for a run

pack / tidy up apartment so I don't come back to wreckage

non-writing things to do while at parents' house:

many walks! dog cuddles!

try out their fancy peloton thing, see what this cult thing is all about

knitting - planning to work on sweater vest, despite the fact that it is black and my parents' dog is so, so yellow... (she's a yellow lab)

laundry. so much laundry. everything that is in my apartment that can be put in a washing machine, is being brought. We've got sheets, we've got towels, bath mats, etc etc. My parents are paying me for dogsitting services in water usage.

read: I'm bringing 3 books I took out of the library yesterday which seems...ambitious...but maybe doable if I-

--don't scroll. seriously. I've blocked so many things, if I can just stick to occasionally checking my tumblr dash and maybe pinterest once in a while, I can get so much else done

writing to-do:

main project: longfic I am tentatively calling 'the station' (probably will change but this is at least better than my last working title which made no sense so I'm keeping it for now), I have 25k in a very rough draft, and am on chapter 2 of 12 in the rewrite (about 8k words). (It's probably going to be much longer than 25k, that was essentially just the self-indulgent scenes that came easily, now I'm doing the hard plot work, connecting scenes, etc, trying to go roughly in order so I don't have to do another full draft.)

start on the final part of 'omens and all kinds of signs': ideally finish a rough draft but we'll see, I have not started it at all, but I know it will feel good to finish it, if I can get some of the pieces together, that would be great

rough draft of the third variation on the tattoo theme (I have...900 words so far)

rough draft of an alternative POV to an already posted fic that's just an excuse to be shamelessly self-indulgent (I have ?? words scribbled in a notebook about it)

#lists lists lists #long post

[bonesandthebees]

I am so mad rn I fell asleep at like 7 pm I didn't mean to I just woke up and was hoping it was at least like idk 3 am but NO it's 11:30 pm and im not tired enough to go back to sleep so now I have to choose to either stay awake and be on my phone or lay in the dark and hope that's enough to lull me to sleep and I'm pissed bc I have a full day ahead tomorrow and I'm not asleep right now so I'm going to be miserable in the morning but I'm not staying at my house rn so my body is doing the weird thing it does when you stay at a friends house and it's weird about sleeping and I kind of wanna hurl myself off of a cliff rn and my phone is lagging as I write this out and it's pidssing me off even more

But yes I enjoyed the one shot I don't remember its name right now but the qsmp one it was very good and I loved the ichor children concept that's so cool :)

Oh anon I’m so sorry as someone who has dealt with anxiety-induced insomnia to the point where I had to get therapy for it I know the frustration with not being able to fall asleep. Currently my go to solution whenever I’m not tired and can’t sleep is the anxiety meds I got prescribed for that exact issue lol, but obviously you can’t do that so here are my tips

If possible, find some melatonin or at least see if you have chamomile tea. If you don’t have either of those, what usually works for me is to turn on a long YouTube video on my phone and just watch until I get sleepy. Old vods are always a good option if you want something to be interested in, but it’s probably better to watch them from a calmer cc (Niki had a super long let’s play series where she played a story game called beyond two souls and I used to listen to that whenever I had trouble sleeping).

My current go to for sleepy videos are either ASMR videos (but I know those aren’t everyone’s tastes), or two specific channels: Baumgartner Restoration or NileRed. Baumgartner is the channel of an art conservator who makes long and very detailed videos showing his conservation and restoration process for paintings clients send him. It’s so fascinating to watch, and his voice is really calming at the same time. I literally turn on a video of his every night before I sleep and rarely get more than 5 minutes into it before I’m passing out. NileRed is a slightly more…energized channel of a guy who does a lot of weird and cool chemistry! His voice is also really even-toned and calming to listen to, but the main reason his stuff helps me sleep is the minute he starts explaining ochem concepts I knock tf out. I did a full years worth of ochem in college it’s like an instinctual reaction to want to pass out hearing it again 😭

Anyway. Find some videos like the ones I suggested—preferably at least 45 min or longer. Just watch it and try to focus on the content rather than the fact that you can’t sleep. If you start getting sleepy, great! If you’re unsure but you’re kind of tired, try closing your eyes and just listening to the video. I’ve fallen asleep like that so many times before it’s my last resort method

Hope that helps!

(oh and last note: if you can't fall asleep again, try to remind yourself that's okay. the more you stress about not being able to sleep, the worse it'll get. even just laying in your bed with your eyes shut will help you feel more rested.)

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[jesseevelann]

Do you have many akatsuki headcanons other than Obito?

I headcanon Hidan being kind of a music nerd. Like during his teenage years he looked into instrument and different kinds of music (he'd like rock or metal the most, or just intense energetic music that'd be played at parties or raves or something). If he had the time or opportunity, he'd play the guitar really damn well. It also adds to that scene where Kakuzu, Konan and Itachi go to make him join, where he asks them if they're in a band. Trying to figure out who'd be good for what instrument seems pretty fitting if he had a passion for it.

I can also see him being kinda into literature. He prefers writing, to get things exactly how be wants them, but he'd read a little bit before he learns his writing style. It'd be horror, It'd be his favourite genre out of everything, and he'd be really into gorey descriptions. The kind of stuff that makes you so vividly imagine it in your head. I like the idea that on the outside, when he's around other people, he's psychotic. Hyper in a way, very vulgar and rude, but when he's alone he becomes so quiet and mellow because there's just no reason to be extra in the comfort of his own room. As much comfort as you can get in a cheap bed in a hideout full of people that hate you and you hate back.

Deidara I imagine being a big fan of sleeping. He loves being warm and cozy and sleeping from 12am to 12pm, even more if he can. Living in Iwa, which I imagine is a pretty warm place, would be kinda perfect for this because he doesn't need as many blankets to encapsulate himself in warmth. But, being so used to the warmth he'd suffer in the cold, and I doubt Kakuzu is going out of his way to install heating into the hideout during winter or get extra blankets. This would probably lead to deidara having to where to sets of clothes and probably his cloak just to be able to fall asleep for a small amount of time. He's just that sensitive. Tobi would give Deidara his blanket and anything else to keep him warmer when he joins, so Deidara still performs well during missions and because he doesn't actually need them. A man that covers his full body in probably pretty thick clothing during all months probably doesn't have much issues with hot or cold weather.

I can also see Deidara being into music as well. He'd have a bit of a similar taste to Hidan, with rock music. He'd love drums and the almost explosive sound they can have. But I can also see him liking certain pop songs, stuff with a lot of energy that stimulates his mind a lot. If he needed to focus, I could see him liking older sort of songs like out of touch or maneater, that gets kinda pushed away from modern songs.

I think both of them would be pretty into video games. I see Hidan going down the route of games like Dark Souls, Sekiro and Nioh, while Deidara is more of a Harvest moon, Animal Crossing kind of guy. He hates the horror genre and can't handle the sort of games Hidan likes, but they find common ground in games like Mario and Super Smash Bros. which they'd play together to kill boredom if it struck hard enough.

I think Deidara would also get pretty frustrated with how thick his hair is. He'd like the length, but he'd hate how knotty and hard to brush it is. I could see him cutting it super short at least one, but it grew back really quickly so it was barely noticable after a year or two. He'd hate washing it because of how long it takes to get the shampoo and conditioner into it, I doubt he'd have the patience to do much hair care outside of washing it to get rid of dirt, dust and dandruff.

That's all I can think of

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