All my waking dreams are nightmares

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Indie . Priv . Sel . Multimuse of OCs Written by Light, She/Her, 30+, MST This is a sideblog and will follow back from @cybrvce

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You can have the bed, I’ll take the couch. - Reilly @ Ro

Sleep Themed Starters

It isn't awkward per se. Roshan has gotten along with Reilly better than anticipated, a mistaken double booking not doing anything other than bringing two people together who might otherwise not have ever met. Honestly, it could be worse. But Roshan finds Reilly cute. Adorable. And the looks they've been exchanging haven't been missed by Roshan. This could just be his imagination, but...well, he doesn't think so.

Roshan grins and shakes his head. "C'mon, it's no big deal. The bed is big enough for both of us, and I promise to keep my hands to myself." A laugh, and his grin grows broader, crinkling the corners of his eyes.

He shouldn't say anything else. Nothing more. Shut the fuck up and stop flirting so hard with a guy who might not be into it. The last thing he needs is for this to get awkward when they have a really good thing going so far. And yet, he's a dumbass and doesn't keep his mouth shut. "Unless you'd prefer I don't."

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You can rest. I’m here. (Corwin -> Camellia)

Sleep Themed Prompts

She's fighting sleep so hard despite the warmth of Corwin beside her in their shared bed. It's rare they get this much time together, and she wants to spend as much as possible of it with him before She gets angry and tears them apart. Her memories have started coming back - in pieces, in dreams, in quiet moments in-between - and she remembers enough to know that past lives have given them days, but have also only given them minutes. What will this one be?

She turns towards him and rests her head on his shoulder, her hand on his chest, looking up into his eyes. "What if I can't? What if I don't wake this time?" Such a real possibility. What sort of death will she suffer this time? Or will it be him? Whose turn is it to die because of a deity neither of them remember angering?

She pushes herself onto her elbow, fear creasing the line between her brows. "Corwin, I don't want to lose you again. I don't want to wake up without you, in a new life with no memories." She is so tired, sleep itches her eyes and crying is only making it worse, but she can't stop the tears or the trembling of her lip. "What if one of us doesn't wake up again?"

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Wake up babe, new OC dropping

[lustcannibalism]

worship and violence both require your devotion

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Casually thinking about December's middle name, Love, and how she manages to embody it despite everything she goes through 😭 she comes out the other side in pain, hurting, traumatized, but still with such capacity for love. Ugh. UGH. I love her so much.

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Sleep Themed Starter Sentences

You drool in your sleep.

Don't you dare sleep in those clothes!

Did I wake you?

You're going to end up with a sore neck if you sleep like that.

You're supposed to turn off the alarm clock, not break it.

Are you always this grumpy in the morning?

Keep your cold feet away from me!

The bed's big enough for both of us.

You can rest. I’m here.

Just how many pillows do you need?

Now that you're awake, can you let go of me?

Oh, so even you get bedhead.

You talk in your sleep, you know.

When was the last time you slept?

You kick in your sleep.

If you're not tired why do you keep yawning?

You were having a nightmare.

I'm going to smother you with a pillow if you keep snoring.

Would you stop stealing all the blankets?

I can leave the light on if it helps.

You can use my shoulder as a pillow if you like.

I hate morning people.

Please tell me your not just now going to bed.

Do you often have nightmares?

Five more minutes…

Ugh, somebody turn off the sun.

Can I sleep here tonight?

Can you even find your bed in this mess?

You’re exhausted. Go to bed.

You don't need more coffee, you need a nap.

You can have the bed, I'll take the couch.

You look way too comfortable for someone who has to be at work in twenty minutes.

You're warm. Don't move.

You always look so peaceful when you’re asleep.

Your desk is not a bed.

You sleep, I'll keep watch.

Did you sleep at all?

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Sleep Themed Starter Sentences

You drool in your sleep.

Don't you dare sleep in those clothes!

Did I wake you?

You're going to end up with a sore neck if you sleep like that.

You're supposed to turn off the alarm clock, not break it.

Are you always this grumpy in the morning?

Keep your cold feet away from me!

The bed's big enough for both of us.

You can rest. I’m here.

Just how many pillows do you need?

Now that you're awake, can you let go of me?

Oh, so even you get bedhead.

You talk in your sleep, you know.

When was the last time you slept?

You kick in your sleep.

If you're not tired why do you keep yawning?

You were having a nightmare.

I'm going to smother you with a pillow if you keep snoring.

Would you stop stealing all the blankets?

I can leave the light on if it helps.

You can use my shoulder as a pillow if you like.

I hate morning people.

Please tell me your not just now going to bed.

Do you often have nightmares?

Five more minutes…

Ugh, somebody turn off the sun.

Can I sleep here tonight?

Can you even find your bed in this mess?

You’re exhausted. Go to bed.

You don't need more coffee, you need a nap.

You can have the bed, I'll take the couch.

You look way too comfortable for someone who has to be at work in twenty minutes.

You're warm. Don't move.

You always look so peaceful when you’re asleep.

Your desk is not a bed.

You sleep, I'll keep watch.

Did you sleep at all?

[aurorarpresources]

Sleep Themed Starter Sentences

You drool in your sleep.

Don't you dare sleep in those clothes!

Did I wake you?

You're going to end up with a sore neck if you sleep like that.

You're supposed to turn off the alarm clock, not break it.

Are you always this grumpy in the morning?

Keep your cold feet away from me!

The bed's big enough for both of us.

You can rest. I’m here.

Just how many pillows do you need?

Now that you're awake, can you let go of me?

Oh, so even you get bedhead.

You talk in your sleep, you know.

When was the last time you slept?

You kick in your sleep.

If you're not tired why do you keep yawning?

You were having a nightmare.

I'm going to smother you with a pillow if you keep snoring.

Would you stop stealing all the blankets?

I can leave the light on if it helps.

You can use my shoulder as a pillow if you like.

I hate morning people.

Please tell me your not just now going to bed.

Do you often have nightmares?

Five more minutes…

Ugh, somebody turn off the sun.

Can I sleep here tonight?

Can you even find your bed in this mess?

You’re exhausted. Go to bed.

You don't need more coffee, you need a nap.

You can have the bed, I'll take the couch.

You look way too comfortable for someone who has to be at work in twenty minutes.

You're warm. Don't move.

You always look so peaceful when you’re asleep.

Your desk is not a bed.

You sleep, I'll keep watch.

Did you sleep at all?

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his movements are quiet, soft and muted by the shushing of fabric as he shuffles from foot to foot just within the doorway. he's not used to being in town, he's not used to even contemplating being within this store alone -- usually only ever wandering into the store or hayes' office, but he's trying to get better.

for john. and for blue.

rough hands come together to meet just above the waistline of his jeans, where coat brushes against the lay of shirt, as fingers nervously begin to pick at one another with a quiet clear of his throat, waiting until he sees the woman look up. "i... i could use some help..." milo knew this was going to be a struggle, never finding it easy to talk to strangers, but he was doing this to get better. "i was... i was told that.. you could help. i need some books on dogs..." his voice is gruff, but quiet, matching to the square of his shoulders, and yet differing in how it softens as if afraid someone will judge him for speaking.

Random asks are love incarnate!

Alexis hears the light tinkling of the bell over the door, but she's furiously finishing up the math for the week's expenses, triple checking her numbers as if afraid that everything lining up perfectly is a trick. Can never be too careful, though; the last thing she wants is for Felix to have to quadruple check her math because she wasn't careful enough. He has enough on his plate as is.

Her eyes flit across the page, doing the math in her head instead of on her phone - she did that the first time - because something about doing it in her head, on her fingers, and on her phone helps her really feel like she's correct. It isn't neuroticism or any form of hyperfixation. She just wants to make things easier for Felix, as best as she can, and balancing the numbers and leaving a little sticky note atop the paper of her math at least gives him a decent basis to work off. She doesn't know if he actually accepts her numbers as is, or if he also checks them. Mornings aren't her shift.

She finishes up just as the newcomer clears his throat, and she looks up, grinning. "Sorry about that," she says kindly, setting everything aside and stepping out from behind the counter. He looks nervous, as if sudden movements could make him bolt, so she tries to be careful, not approaching too close or too quickly, keeping distance without being rude. Too many years in customer service will hone those skills.

"Of course, I can definitely help you with that." She gestures for him to follow her and leads him through the shelves to the one with pet care. "It depends on what you need. Behavioral issues, information on dog breeds, photography books." Her smile is warm as she looks to him. "What kind of books are you looking for?"

@primitiaxorsa

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[jau16mi]

He’s just so cute in this scene…😢

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"Nijah, do you care about me as a means to torture yourself?" (from No-ah!)

Oh so we're hurting each other's feelings today :<

It isn't the first time they've found themselves in the garage after hours, the door raised and the two of them sitting together on the ground. Nijah rolls his beer bottle between his fingers, only a couple of draughts taken from it. The growing feeling that No-ah might be leaving again soon hasn't been able to leave his mind, and he's wondering which conversation will finally make that a reality.

Maybe it'll be tonight. At least now Nijah has his number and hopefully a way to reach him again if it happens. No-ah is always just...so sad and anxious, on edge. Nijah wonders if he's also waiting for that conversation and unsure when to begin. (It doesn't have to. Nijah doesn't want to lose him again.)

When No-ah says his name, Nijah glances over, worry creasing his brow at the question. "What?" he asks as he processes what he just said, a question founded in some sort of worry that Nijah wants to erase entirely, a small kindling of desperation beginning to alight in his chest. "No. No, I care about you because you're my closest friend. I-"

All these years being apart, not knowing where he and No-el had gone, if they were safe, if they were alive. No-ah had been Nijah's first love, and that's never faded, no matter how many others he's tried to date, that he's slept with, that he's attempted any sort of romantic relationship with. No-el was like a brother to him, someone Nijah always tried to protect from others in the orphanage.

Without another thought, he holds the back of No-ah's neck and pulls him close, kissing him firmly, desperately, his other hand holding the side of his face. Being here with him feels right, it feels like this is exactly where he should be. Where he needs to be. He presses in a bit more, parting his lips to mesh their mouths together. He wants to hold No-ah tightly for as long as possible, but he relents, releasing the kiss several moments later and looking into No-ah's eyes.

"No. I care about you because I love you. And that isn't torture."

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Gently pushing them back onto the bed, lips following their descent. - Lav @ Vik

Flirtatious Sentence Prompts

Work has been hectic, leaving Vikash exhausted at the end of each shift that only gets longer. They can't do longer than thirty-six hour shifts at this hospital, thank fuck, but even those are starting to kick his ass. He's learning the discipline of staying up that long, taking the four-hour mandatory rests to keep himself alert, sleeping in the hospital bunks that are barely above just sleeping on a box spring.

Being on his own bed is a welcome feeling after all that, but sleep is foregone because Lavender had texted him - she knows his schedule since he'd accidentally shared his calendar with her from his phone - saying she was at his place, waiting for him, and he's grateful he'd given her a key, because now she's sat him on the edge of his bed and perched herself on his thighs, tugging apart the buttons of his shirt while pressing her mouth to his in slow, languid kisses.

Her lingerie is pale purple, befitting her name, and the straps wound around her thighs and waist accentuate the softness of her skin, pressing lines across her body that his fingers lie parallel to. He holds her waist and groans softly into the kiss. Her hands drift down as each button pops open. It isn't entirely delusion from being awake and busy and stressed for so long that makes him feel like she's a fucking goddess atop his legs; she's stunning and he's goddamn lucky.

"Take it off," she breathes against his lips, and he does so, rolling his shoulders to help shrug it off as she works at his belt and the zipper of his slacks. He's hard and he wants her, and normally he'd grip her hips, roll them over, take control. But he doesn't want to this time, and it seems she isn't expecting him to. God, she treats him so well.

Placing one hand on his chest, she begins to push him back, using the pressure from her hand and gentle but insistent kisses to ease him backwards onto the bed. He could fall asleep like this if the heat between her legs weren't so enticing, if he weren't so achingly hard already. Normally, they'd take the time to go for as long as possible, stopping for water and a late night snack before continuing, but tonight, he thinks he'll have half an hour in him and the rest before he can devour her with the fervor and gusto she deserves.

[spookystonerchica]

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❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞ - reilly @ roshan

Four nights into a double booked AirBnB with a man Roshan had never met, who's as goofy as he is sexy, who had been every bit into getting fucked by Roshan as Roshan had been by fucking him, and they're finally opening up about more than the basics. It's almost funny, them working this friendship in reverse in a way, but he likes it. Usually Roshan doesn't hear from his flings after the night ends, and he's fine with it. But Reilly? Well, he likes Reilly. Likes spending time with him, getting to know him.

Now they're a handful of drinks down, seated across from each other at some club that's trying to disguise itself as something upscale but can't hide that it's housed in a warehouse. The DJ is playing a great set, though, and the atmosphere is doing the heavy lifting that the decor can't. It's not a bad place; if it weren't a temporary setup, he might've made the place a regular hangout spot.

He grins at Reilly and nudges his leg under the table. "That's a good way to leave a guy wondering," he laughs, taking another drink from his tall glass of blue liquor. He didn't ask what was in it, just wanted something fruity that hits hard, and it was delivered. "Are you building mystery to push me away, or to keep me around?"

[yuckyguyliker]

Mads Mikkelsen as Duncan Vizla in Polar (2019)