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deesi-academia · 1 year
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"Me and who" "who and when"
Me and sleep. Sleep and now.
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the-three-whumpeteers · 11 months
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The whumper loved testing the limits of the human body, seeing how much the whumpee could go without sleeping, or how long they could stay in freezing or burning temperatures. The whumper was no scientist or doctor, they were just curious about how far they could truly push the whumpee.
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whumpshots · 1 year
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Whump ABC #4 - Dizziness
Based on the results of this poll.
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Whumpee rubs their eyes with cold hands, a sigh escaping their lips. They are tired - when was the last time they got a good night's sleep? If they could remember, they'd probably feel even worse. Keeping focus on their task seems impossible and they lean against the wall to get some rest.
Their palms are sweaty, goosebumps rise on their arms and make them shiver. But what feels worse is their head. It feels like it's swimming, like they move without moving. Dark spots dance in front of their vision as whumpee screws their eyes shut and tries to get a hold of anything near them so they don't collapse.
Whumpee loses their balance as the lightheadedness and dizziness gets even worse; their body feeling hot and cold at the same time. As they collapse onto their knees, whumpee grits their teeth and feels a pair of hands that stop them from hitting the ground. If their ears didn't ring so much, they'd probably hear what caretaker says.
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gh05tb0y · 11 months
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Stu: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me? Billy: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it. Stu: Three of us saw it, Billy. How do you explain that? Billy: *points at Randy* Sleep deprivation. *points at Sidney* Paranoia. *points at Tatum* Delusional personality disorder.
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danrifics · 5 months
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im actually losing it im sat at my desk just laughing and idk why
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0ddoblivion · 1 year
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I’m about to see something REAL fucked up
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autobot2001 · 10 months
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Sleep Struggles
@juneofdoom
Day 18 Sleep Deprivation | Blankets
Neither one of Jamie's guardians and friends know she's been having nightmares and, at this point, can't sleep for more than two hours. Jamie lies in bed to not wake Drift up. No matter how much she tries to go back to sleep, she's unable to. Nor can she take a nap in the middle of the day.
Jamie has been so exhausted that she didn't see Crosshairs in the room, watching her try to nap and noticing how exhausted she is. Drift isn't going to like hearing this. Crosshairs thinks, watching Jamie in bed. Before he can turn to leave, he notices black next to him. The black is Drift's shirt. The two walk out of the room, quietly closing the door behind them.
The two sit on the floor across the hall, not looking forward to the conversation. Drift hates how Jamie didn't wake him up. The two mechs worry about what returning nightmare she is having. "Well, I say skip trying to get her to talk," Crosshairs suggests, "we need to get her to sleep tonight, somehow." "A drive often does get her to sleep, remember?" "We can try that. The problem will be if this is going to be routine for a while," Crosshairs sighs.
Jamie gives up trying to sleep and goes to her computer. She struggles even to play a computer game. Crosshairs and Drift walk in, seeing how exhausted she is. Both worried the plan for tonight will become routine for a while.
The two mechs couldn't believe Jamie didn't fall asleep. By nine, Jamie tries to go to sleep. "Overactive mind,* Drift comments, "come on, we need to get you to sleep," Drift comments as he picks up Jamie and grabs the blanket off the bed. The two mechs are ready for the drive they planned.
They take Crosshairs' alt mode. Drift sits on the passenger side, holding Jamie. Crosshairs looks at her, hoping she'll fall asleep. What nightmares plague you? Where have you been thinking? Crosshairs worries. He knows Drift is thinking the same.
The two worry about seeing Jamie fight sleep. They didn't plan for if Jamie doesn't fall asleep come a certain time. They thought twenty minutes would have been long enough. Jamie is finally asleep an hour into the drive. Both mechs look at each other, worried.
"She's not going to say anything, but this nightmare had her terrified to — scrap," Crosshairs comments, "her fear of abandonment." "Why now?" Drift sighs, hugging Jamie close to him. "I hate how her mental health is getting more complicated," Crosshairs sighs. Drift puts Jamie to bed. The two mechs change for bed. Crosshairs watches Drift get into bed and move Jamie close to him before going to bed and turning the lamp off. Both mechs worry Jamie will still have nightmares no matter how exhausted she is. Hoping she'll sleep all night.
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sydneyofalltrades · 11 months
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It’s 2AM and I just relistened to the RTC album while rethinking all my life choices and I made an elaborate headcanon about a possibility:
What if Karnak had the ability to bring back all six kids? What would happen then?
Of course, I don’t know for sure but I can dream! So I thought, “Ricky needs to be able to speak and do all the awesomeness he does” so in this AU, Karnak’s abilities (???) gave Ricky the gift of speech and mobility.
Now first things first, the accident never happened. Well, it did, but not the way the kids remember. Instead of a rollercoaster falling off the track and six children dying, the freak accident resulted in their bizarre survival. Only the choir remembers what truly happened, along with Karnak, who unfortunately still dies in this AU.
Now as to what each person does individually, I managed to come up with something for that. Ocean firstly apologizes for the way she treated them, and they all get on good terms, Penny finds her family who turns out to be a foster home, Constance returns home and languishes in her title as the nicest, Ocean works to be a person with the best interests in mind for the world, mainly getting rid of the uranium manufacturing, as she remembers Mischa’s mother.
Noel manages to find a better job abroad in where? The land of his dreams, France, and he takes his mother with him, and Mischa manages to get the money to see his Talia. If she turned out to be a real person, I’d like to say they’d be happy in Ukraine together, with Noel surprising them every so often with visits.
Ricky and Penny start dating, no, you can’t tell me otherwise, and end up marrying, having a daughter they both know they’re naming Savannah, who every night hears the stories of the Zolarian Galaxy. Constance becomes the owner of the Blackwood Cafe, proudly feeding the citizens of Uranium City.
Ocean, now humbled after the experience, becomes an activist with her friends’ past in her mind, making the world spin in a more positive direction.
Now, before I go, I have to drag another possibility here, what if Talia really was a catfish? While Mischa would clearly be heartbroken, I doubt he’d be sad for long. Ukrainian men do only have two emotions, after all.
Dejected, Mischa would go to the only person he can talk to during this time. And who else would it be than Noel himself? During their time together, they would no doubt grow to be very close, but whether that’s in a sexual/romantic/platonic partnership, I’ll leave that to you to decide
Damn, I have never written anything so long before and I need sleep, so have this and yeah!
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punkgardener · 10 months
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So fuckin eepy I can't read right
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idrather-bereading · 8 months
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Adrien Agrest is like Sophie if he had blonde longer blonde hair, brown eyes and an elf.
Still would be a oblivious and wouldn't have mommy or daddy issues (because those are for Keefe)
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duskymrel · 10 months
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Me, running on 48 minutes of sleep, four Skittles freezer pops, and a singular Little Bites mini muffin: am i..... God??
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deesi-academia · 1 year
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running on 5 hours of total sleep through 2 whole days and continuing. average screen time 5hr 52min.
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unwelcome-ozian · 1 year
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Could you define your version of Insanity? I was reading your book and saw that you said extended periods of sleep deprivation can cause temporary insanity. The common way it is used outside of psychology is someone with stigmatized disorder(s) and there isn’t a definition within psychology that I’ve come across. Thank you
Insanity. n. mental illness of such a severe nature that a person cannot distinguish fantasy from reality, cannot conduct her/his affairs due to psychosis or is subject to uncontrollable impulsive behaviour.
Additionally, sleep deprivation can contribute to symptoms resembling psychosis, which is when a person becomes disconnected from reality. Yale School of Medicine characterises the symptoms of psychosis as:
Confused thinking: Muddled thinking, difficulty concentrating, speech that doesn’t make sense, or racing thoughts.
False beliefs: When a person is convinced of an idea that is counter to reality, also called a delusion.
Hallucinations: When a person senses something that is not there. Hallucinations can involve all five senses.
Changed feelings: This can present as unusual or unexplained mood swings or dampened emotional responses.
Changed behaviours: This is erratic or unusual behaviour compared to a person’s baseline.
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soursagas · 2 years
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AUgust writing challenge day 9: Coffee Shop
yes this is late but better late than never lmao now my phone will be thrown across the Pacific Ocean after hitting post
Content: Captivity, pet whump, nonhuman whump, multiple whumpers/whumpees, implied sleep deprivation, burns
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It would’ve been a strange request.
But as they walked down the impossibly large mansion, the Master led them to…what looked like a tiny—almost cute—little coffee shop; they realized that this shouldn’t seem out of the ordinary, given some of the many other rooms.
“Alright.  Better get work!” Master wore a slight smile towards them, and walked away; not awaiting a response.
There was a big list taped to the counter, each step with some visuals was listed.  Surprisingly (or perhaps, unsurprisingly) one cabinet held all the necessary ingredients.  They took out the coffee grinder, measured the beans, and poured them in.  
It took longer than they would’ve hoped, but they still felt a sense of accomplishment while they looked at the steam coming out of the mug.  They went to flavour it with the sweetener left in the cabinet.  Having prepared the coffee, they picked up the hot coffee mug with their bare hands.  Suppressing the urge to immediately put it back down they began speed-walking their way to Master’s office, hoping they’d be there.  They wondered, with the list of steps taped down, would this be a regular thing?  Compared to some of the other…tasks, this would be easy.  Hopefully.
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“So”–master began– “a sweet little pet recently acted up” 
They silently continued walking as Master continued, showing the slightest bit of interest, but listening intently.
“You know what happens when pets misbehave,” they nodded, they knew what punishments could entail.  However, punishments and rewards were individualized to the pet, to an extent of course.  A mug of hot coffee could be a punishment as much as a reward for a pet, although they weren’t so sure about ‘reward’ with this particular pet.  
Master opened the door to the cell on the left.  The pet that lay had obviously only been here a week at most, his skin mostly clear of any injuries.  Although his wrists were bloody and bruised, likely a result of too much struggling.  His clothes seemed a bit dirty, but not too bad.  He held his hands close to his chest but was careful not to brush his shirt’s fabric.  They looked at Master expectantly.  “The coffee?”–They signed–“for him?” Gesturing toward the man laying across from them.  
“Yes, my Sweet here has told me of his exhaustion,” they looked over him with a hint of sympathy “I was hoping you would help him wake up a bit”
They faced Master with a bit of a crooked smile.  “Of course”
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”Wake up a bit?” Any hope he had of being allowed to sleep diminished.  As he looked up at them, he saw…coffee? 
Coffee? He doubted that would do much to help with his exhaustion.  He hasn't slept in days.  He looked up drowsily, but fearful nonetheless.  The..person? Creature? Definitely not human with their pointed ears, standing over the pet.  Looking closely, he saw a collar with an outline of a heart at the center, around their neck.  Master had mentioned those vaguely, he couldn't remember exactly what they'd said, and there was no inscription or anything that could give away what it meant.  He had never directly interacted with them, only seen glimpses of them when they were near Master; Master being the only one he’s interacted with for the past week.  
They set the mug down in front of him.  “For you” they affirmed.
He did a double take and slowly moved his hands to grasp the mug.  Sparing a glance at the person (creature? being?) above them; he saw them biting their lip in a small smile.  He caught sight of a fang poking out, and quickly averted his gaze; the last thing he wanted was to seem rude and give them a reason to be upset.  Looking down he saw what he thought to be a tail; it was difficult to make it out in the dim light.  They shifted from foot to foot and he immediately grabbed the mug, not wanting them to become impatient.  Holding it close and tight—attempting to ignore the heat of the mug; He faced them again.  
Not even a second after he had grabbed it, their tail came into full view from behind them.  The tip of it goes to the base of the mug, and with one swish flick, spills the drink over his red wrists, and down his chest.
The pet screamed.  The ceramic mug fell from his hands, cracking in front of him; splitting chips into his legs.  He couldn’t pay attention to it, too focused on the searing pain in his wrists.  Terror clouded his mind as he frantically waved his wrists back and forth; tears spilling out of his eyes.  He needed to try something—anything to relieve the burning agony.  Pain flared up his body, but he was too lost in it to do much other than cry out.  He was barely aware enough to notice them pick up the mug and leave.
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Master - they/them (for now)
The pet - he/him
The Other One - they/them
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Me thinking I can go to bed later because I had a 3 hour nap
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eliza-fernway-art · 1 year
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Now I’m falling asleep…
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