to my dearest Me, Myself & I 😥😂 #notetoself #sleepmeme #nocturnal #shuteye #angelvamp
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to my dearest Me, Myself & I 😥😂 #notetoself #sleepmeme #nocturnal #shuteye #angelvamp
come on brain..lets sleep.. dst just started and havent adjusted to the new sleep time.. nuninuninoooo.. #shuteye #sleepmeme #nocturnal #angelvamp
i-am-hamishwatsonholmes (sleep meme)
Her eyes were heavy, but she didn’t want to relive her past for a restless night again. She shook her head, leaning into Hamish again.
“Tell me a story, would you? Distract me, or I’ll end up dreaming again and I don’t think you need any more bruises from me thrashing around.”
[Sleep meme] "Please Alex. Just try." She looked over at the other girl with a smirk, cocking an eyebrow. "Or do I have to sing?"
She was covered in sweat, having run and run and run to finally find herself at Anna's home. Usually running helped soothe her, but nothing would work tonight. It was always the same nightmare, and Christopher having left made it harder. "There's no point, it won't work. Not that I wouldn't appreciate hearing your voice."
Clara is being tortured because the silence want to make a another assassin to kill you.
Send my muse a dream, whether it be a nightmare, a wet dream, a trippy dream, or whatever else and I'll write my muses reaction waking up after that dream.
He awakens with a cut-off scream- a audio manifestation of the guilt and terror he had felt during the dream. He throws the sheets from him, almost tearing at them with his need to escape, to move, to do something. He’s choking back ragged noises as he maneuvers his way down the TARDIS towards her room, stumbling as though intoxicated when he reaches her room.
When he sees her there, lying sleeping peacefully as though he hasn’t just watched her scream for him, for him to save her when he can’t. His back hits the wall, and he sits there for what feels like an eternity, until the faux morning light of the TARDIS shines through and he realizes he’s been sitting there for hours.
Sitting wondering if he was being selfish having her here. Wondering if he’s damned her to die a third time. And it t e r r i f i e s him.