#and the night before

[twinnedpeaks]

i really am not getting any sleep lately

[etherealspacejelly]

oooogh baby... do you ever get hit with a wave of exhaustion at 6:49 pm?

because i just did. holy hell

[frogshunnedshadows]

Latest cosplay / costume / mask / object head / project / mission accomplished, oof.

[dearfraumilena]

im soooooo tired

[yourlocalarmsdealer]

literally me

when it’s suddenly 4 AM and you’re still awake

[evenlyevi]

Goodnight.

[overcaffeinated-aro]

ok not to be that guy but like. labor rights and working class rights can coexist with 24h services and late amenities. its certainly hard to do so without worker exploitation in this political and social environment, it’s not a conflict likely to resolve overnight. but 24h services are important and especially valuable to those of us that are disabled or are on a different circadian rhythm. in fact more professional, health, and government services should be available or at least possible to work on asynchronously (if applicable) during late or odd hours, while workers also get sufficient pay for their labor and proper consistent scheduling. this would be much easier on the workers with night schedules if the entire professional world didn’t grind to a halt at 5pmEST

[taffywabbit]

they should invent a new type of "staying in bed for 2-3 hours after you wake up repeatedly opening and closing apps on your phone" where it makes you feel awesome and energized and emotionally fulfilled

[nostalgebraist]

If Pikachu were real, it would not be a very pleasant animal. An enormous mouse that shocks you like an electric eel. I would run from these beasts

[guinevereslancelot]

i would do anything to get to bed on time except go to bed on time

[chloesimaginationthings]

You know Henry’s final speech went hard in FNAF

[enidtendo64]

More Stowaway AU

Pacifica dynamics with each Grunkle. Happy late Father’s Day and birthday to the grunks!

[coachwip]

Graveyard shifts with friends❤️

[lazylittledragon]

let's hear it for women's wrongs

[the-raindeer-king]

As much as Simon enjoys coming home to a freshly cleaned house, warm dinner on the stove, it's the quiet type of homecoming that he really prefers.

This last mission had gotten extended by a couple of days. A minor discrepancy in the intel had left them scrambling to make a new plan, but everything gone smoothly after that. Because of this, you were left in the dark of when exactly your boyfriend would be back.

He didn't think to message you, to let you know he was coming home. After Nik had gotten them back to base, there was a short debriefing, mainly just a reminder to turn in their paperwork on time, and Price would see them all tomorrow at oh-six-hundred. At that point, Simon just wanted to get home.

It's quiet, when he enters the house, save for the TV playing in the bedroom. There's dishes in the sink, and it looks like you're a day overdue to sweep. But he honestly doesn't care about any of that, leaving his boots and bag by the front door.

You're laying in bed, in one of his shirts and a pair of underwear. There's something playing on the TV, a movie Simon doesn't recognize. Not like it matters. You're not even in paying attention to the TV, giggling at something on your phone. It's something large and dark in your peripheral that catches your attention, dropping your find to find your oversized boyfriend standing in the doorway.

"Simon! You're home!"

Maybe it's not some big welcome party, but just being able to hold you in his arms is better than anything else in the world. Although, maybe you could still make him your grandma's chocolate cake anyway. He was risking his life out there.