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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 1 year

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#The Midnight Hour #1985 #80's #80s movies #80s #made-for-television comedy horror film #Jack Bender #demons of hell #vampires #zombies #witches #gifs #gif #my gif #my edit #halloween aesthetic #halloween

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brendathedoodler · 1 year

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This is what Shadow had to deal with every. Fucking. Tower.

#that face when your stupid boyfriend(s) argue over what color the tower should be for half an hour #linked universe #lu adventure swap au #lu four #lu shadow #lu green #lu red #lu blue #lu vio #yes I traced over a screenshot of botw #I hate backgrounds and it was a shitpost I made at midnight lol #brenda's art #brenda’s animatics

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james-p-sullivan · 9 months

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Breaking the Habit - Linkin Park

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prince-liest · 1 month

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Me: This week is going to be so much easier than last week!

Also me: [describes a 52 hour week instead of a 60 hour one]

#personal #MY FIRST TWELVE HOUR SHIFT TOMORROW NOON TO MIDNIGHT LET"S GO BOYZZZZ #medical school #this gif of fizz represents me in spirit at literally all times #also in retrospect I am no longer surprised I've gotten multiple messages about the amount of writing I've been doing between this #basically boiling down to “hey uh. you GOOD???”

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deus-ex-mona · 4 months

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goodnight!!!!!

#i think i worked too hard this week esp yesterday (7 hours of ot; working from like 8.40am to midnight s o b s)#this week sure was ✨a lot✨ im glad lxl yurusanta dropped when it did bc it helped me to haaaaang ooooooooon #m. maybe i’ll continue with the beach sisters tmr if im not too tired idk u m #m a n. i spent p much the whole day sleeping and yet im still so tired… idk if im just getting old or w h a t but stillllllll #come to think of it… i prolly have some messages i’ve forgotten to reply to lmfao brb

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yersina · 2 years

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This afternoon I was struck by the idea of convenience store cashier yoojin who may very well be canon, but specifically, like, after awakenings and dungeons become a thing.

A han yoojin who works night shifts and, like most people who work night shifts in a convenience store, is very very used to the weird and sketchy shit that people do and buy after midnight. The sky is blue, every action has an equal and opposite reaction, people become deranged after 1am. It’s a fact of life, and that doesn’t change even after people start being able to shoot fire from their fingertips and flood a street with their mind.

But one day, at 3am, the rusted bell above the door rings as someone comes in. Yoojin doesn’t bother saying hello, because most people who come in at 3am don’t want to be acknowledged unless it��s life or death or being asked if they’re paying in cash or credit. He just waits, and soon enough, there’s the familiar sound of items being set on the counter.

He looks up just high enough to see what was deposited on the counter, except he has to stop and do a double take because holy fuck, that’s probably the store’s entire stock of individually packaged chocolate milk. Just—it’s a lot of boxes of chocolate milk. Yoojin knows because he was the one to put them there.

Slowly, he looks up and is confronted by the very pretty face of a foreigner that’s currently looking very contrite. Also, her hair might be a bit on fire. “Look, I know it’s a lot of chocolate milk,” she says, like that’s his issue with the scene in front of him right now. “But hear me out. I’ve been stuck in this dungeon for like a week, right, because the guild master is just a little bit crazy and likes to assign us to dungeons that are a little too high-ranked to ‘test our skills’ or whatever, and I swear I spent at least five of those days craving chocolate milk. So I just had to hightail it over to the nearest convenience store as soon as I stepped out of the dungeon.”

Yoojin reaches up and points at the side of his own head. “You’re, uh, smoldering a bit here.”

“Whoops.” She pats out the smoking section of her literally ashen blonde hair and beams at him. “Thanks!”

“…no problem.”

He rings up her many boxes of chocolate milk and peeks a look at her card when she hands it over. Kang Soyoung, it says, which is a perfectly normal name. Yoojin doesn’t know what he was expecting.

“Enjoy your chocolate milk,” he says as he hands the card back over, and gets another too-bright-for-3am smile.

“I will!”

He waves goodbye and then promptly buries the memory under a thick layer of denial and confusion, writing it off as a one-time thing. After all, what are the chances, right?

She’s back two weeks later.

#sina writes #sctir #s classes that i raised #I’m just very amused by my own headcanon of hunters craving weird things after dungeoning #bc they have to bring all of their food inside w them right?#also there’s no way they all conveniently exit during work hours all the time #it’s also nice for the hunters bc they’re used to the clerks being absolutely terrified esp after midnight #so yj is a refreshing change of pace #yj’s convenience store starts getting a surge of hunters and he doesn’t understand why but it’s just ksy spreading the good word #convenience store au

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lunaremy · 7 months

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despite being the most sleepiest bomber blue is also the cuddliest one

he reminds me of a cat (short story under the cut)

"So, if we plug the red cable into this doohickey right here, the computer should run faster than before."

"Yes! Yes! Brilliant!"

It was yet another late-night hangout session between Blue and Phantom, where they put their minds together to create anything they thought about. The duo currently presented at the laptop, with Blue standing over Phantom's chair.

Phantom Bomber did as Blue said, and sure enough, the computer's monitor booted to life quicker than ever before.

"That thinking of yours impresses me," Phantom noted. He cobbled together some code into the keyboard, and the monitor opened an interface.

"We should make some data chips to use later," Phantom comments offhandedly. "Maybe your siblings could learn a thing or two with them."

"Yeah...sure, whatever."

Blue yawned.

"If you wanna continue or something, you can, but..." He paused, nearly trailing off. "It's kinda late, and I......"

Rather abruptly, he found himself huddled inside Phantom's absurdly massive cape, curled up as he wrapped the fabric around his body. The chair Phantom was sitting on wasn't particularly big enough for two people, though, so he ended up rather close to Phantom in the process of obtaining a restful slumber.

"Wow...this is kinda warm."

"What are you doing?!" Phantom borderline yelled at him, but by then, Blue was already out like a light.

Hey...this is kinda warm.

Phantom continued work on the aforementioned data chips - of course, learning through natural means was easier on the body and frequently more rewarding, but it still helped to have a few data-storing options on your body sometimes. Think of it as like a grocery shopping list- it's there in case you forget something important.

Over the course of the development of the data chips, Phantom found himself leaning more and more into Blue's half-asleep snuggling, to the point where he was eventually fully crammed into the chair as well, with Phantom's arm wrapped around his body.

It was a long night- something Phantom was more than used to, but somehow Blue's presence made it a little better.

Through the window, Phantom noted the rising of the sun, and typed in a few last lines of code before ejecting the disk. One of many, to be precise; the work done tonight was nothing short of a masterful performance, something that could only be done by the magnificent Phantom Bomber.

...Oh, and Blue Bomber, he guessed.

Phantom glanced over at his sleeping buddy; still snoring away, arms huddled around his body, wrapped in his cape without a care in the world.

This is an interesting specimen, Phantom found himself thinking. I would like to study him.

Which was a strange way of wording it, for sure.

A few moments passed in silence, and then-

How am I supposed to get up like this?

#bomberman #super bomberman r #blue bomber #phantom bomber #social experiment phantom vs even more of a social experiment blue #also; hope he likes that chair because blue sleeps for fucking EVER. 18 hours and 38 minutes. it was roughly midnight at the start of the s #ory and daybreak happens about 6 or 7 hours from midnight depending on the season; so Phantom's gonna have to sit there for roughly TEN FUC #ING HOURS- probably even more than that if he doesn't wanna disturb Blue's rest #man is gonna have the sorest ass in the universe

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ezraphobicsoup · 3 months

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some thoughts i’ve had that don’t get to be individual posts

- i’m like ice king if he didn’t want to kidnap princesses and didn’t have ice powers and was still tired and silly

- you ever think about how crazy breathing is. like we (i don’t know what i was thinking) we breathe in and out we’re all just little creatures

- chutney

#i’m so clever when i’m sleep deprived i have all my best ideas #ok i gotta sleep proper tonight i have to actually make an effort #latest i go to bed is hm maybe half 12 midnight #assuming i loose about half an hour to restlessness as seems to be usual #that would put me at 6 hours if i wake up at 7 which isn’t bad #there’s no way i’ll go to bed before 11 that will not happen #anyway i sat with the dog and h feel rejuvenated she is small and fluffy #ok i think take dogs out then coastal defences. then email then tomodachi life then poetry then lunch #awesome sauceS PLURAL #many sauce s. at least 12 #i’m cool i’m a cool guy i’m a cool normal guy and i’m not weird or off putting or incomprehensible #ezra’s real life rambles

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didderd-reblogs · 9 months

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lately. as soon as i kinda fix my sleep schedule.. i fuk it up again... every time.

#today/last night i slept like. 14 hours or smthn total #n now i'm gonna b up till like midnight #my sleep schedule was /just/ starting to line up with my friends' ;^;#getting. rly annoying #'s times like these i wish i was neurotypical #ig this's just in time to b up for rbp sketchclub roundup. but still #'s annoying #sry for using my silly lil rb alt for venting #jus. dnt wanna vent on main #not a reblog #mild vent #vent

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leaving-fragments · 3 months

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i'm so hooked on crocheting rn... hehe

#warning! crochet pun #no but i have to force myself to go to bed now because ive crocheted for four hours straight and it's past midnight i should sleep #bad puns #*s

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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 1 year

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#The Midnight Hour #cemetery #graveyard #gif #gifs #my gif #my edit #darkness #80's #80s #80's movies #1985 #80s film #tombstone #tomb #cross

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iliveinprocrasti-nationn · 1 month

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one thing abt being disabled/chronically ill that some people don’t get is that sometimes body maintenance that ensures you have the absolute minimum amount of function can also be something that takes away a lot of control and autonomy. you can argue till the cows come home that making those decisions to try and help yourself (or realistically to try to make sure things aren’t worse than they already are) is something that exhibits control and autonomy and stuff, but they can be so limiting in practice because they’re things that take up so much time but have to be done to do anything else