#sleep now

[shy--ent]

I lowkey feel like i'm going to get shot in my late 20s maybe if the lung disease doesn't get me first.

[stargirlinwater]

I should go to bed lol:P

you should.

I say but I'm up too after saying I would sleep

[hueylewisandtheblues]

[backonmyvampirebullshit]

rip the vampire armand you would have loved Dark City

[mostmagical]

majorly crashed out at work today. does anyone mind if i post more bullshit or what

Shepard hummed a noisy sigh, her breath curling like an almost physical thing inside the bowl of his cowl and along the base of his neck. “You should just sleep here,” she said, so quiet he almost wondered if she meant to say it out loud.

Keeping his voice light, he tried for a joke: “Is that an order?” Even as he said it, it felt clumsy, almost gauche. The air seemed to thicken around him, an extra atmosphere’s worth of pressure.

She shifted against him; the ends of her hair fell against her chin and brushed the sensitive underside of his neck. “No, it’s a request,” she replied. “Nothing formal.” And as her hair brushed again against his hide, he felt an accompanying jump in his stomach. He thought by her tone, by the way she didn’t say it, maybe, she might feel it too. That well of terrifying want.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” she said, filling the space he had left quiet. “I just…”

He ran his knuckles against her side, searching for the bump of her ribs and finding a ridge of scar tissue instead. “If you say I’m welcome—” With just the pad of his thumb, he smoothed over the skin. “I’ll stay.”

“You’re welcome,” she replied, and as he looked down at her and caught her eyes, the curve of her lips had returned. Wider.

[oooh-anxietys]

Sleepy

[hannyhannybee]

Another 1k of words down, omg!

Who would've thought that the key to being more productive in writing is to stop making Scott Hunter just miserable?:D