#To Sleep Perchance

[asexualbert]

Odysseus: Why are my eyes so heavy

Also Odysseus, four seconds earlier: For nine days, I've stayed wide awake

[deoidesign]

Thinking about vampires, death, life, and the space they occupy in between

[thatonechocogirl]

they are charging up their silly give them a sec

[mazeyphaedra]

figueroth faeth is sooo like. i have more opportunities to be better at everything when i am other people. i don’t know who i am. i’m a wood elf tiefling resident doctor detective old lady archdevil wizard’s paramour german shepherd. i’m straight-edged except for drugs. i smoke. i’m a rockstar. i haven’t written anything in months. i turned my infernal domain into a recording studio. i’m not an artist. i wear my heart on my sleeve. i can’t have any of my loved ones know how much i truly care for them. i attribute every awesome and kind thing i do to other people. i don’t want to exist. i worry my parents, all four of them. i’m an only child. i’m a sister. i’m wanda childa. i contradict myself; i am large, i contain multitudes. i’m a teenage girl.

[ronihilator]

the voices in the wall are telling me to draw a pirate vld au...... im being influenced..... completely out of my control....

[fatuismooches]

akademiya dottore and reader as the mario the idea vs mario the man essay, i cant explain my thought process on 3 hours of sleep I'm gifting you this idea, i also just think the idea of dottore with his head in his hands saying "you cant just say perchance" is really funny- 🎈

Dottore has read his fair share of horrible essays from his "scholarly" peers and even qualified researchers and he struggles with how they even made it into this institution, but he's never quite encountered an essay like this one. If it could even be called an essay... no, it can't be. Who starts an essay with "Everyone knows that Sumeru's plants are cool as fuck." He puts his pen down after the first sentence because you simply cannot be real. Admittedly he writes strange stuff in his notes too but those are notes. Not an essay!

I'm not sure which would be funnier. If Reader is genuinely very bad at writing essays or if Reader is actually very good at them and just wanted to troll Dottore. Either way, he's exasperated and done with you for wasting his time.

"You can't just say perchance," he says while rubbing his temples.

"Why not? It sounds cool."

"Are you an idiot?"

"Perchance."

"..."

[aziraphalecrowley-fell]

To my surprise, I’ve actually managed to sleep.

My previous belief was that because I didn’t need sleep I could do more good if I chose not to partake in such things. I have now discovered why Crowley enjoys sleeping, and I must admit that my prior assessment was flawed. It is a quite relaxing activity, and very… warm?

I wonder what other unnecessary human activities I’ll discover are different than imagined.

[fisheito]

@fallencelsetial replied to your post “non horny ask: what kinda irl snake would Yakumo...”:

Still thinking about that beginning. You know venom can be turned into like…..other things. You could just milk the Yaku to get your potion of numb sleep. But you specifically want to be bitten Instead…….. *takes notes*

​WHAT? I AINT SCARE OF NEEDLEs, SO WHY SHOULD I BE SCARE OF FANGS?

why go through all the effort of milking, processing, and storing when i can have an ON-DEMAND ZZZZZZZZ INJECTOR

*grabs snakumo like a slap bracelet and slams him onto my arm* GIOMME MY SLEEP JUICE

[snowshinobi]

I hope you sleep. I hope we both sleep

[404-art-found]

Decades after total nuclear war wiped out the bulk of humanity, a few roaming populations spent their days city-hopping for supplies. Before the war, City Nexi were an emerging form of artificial intelligence built for managing how a city or district functioned. These were typically used for weapons-making and were either destroyed or went rogue post-war.

Ari is the unofficial leader of a group of survivors familiar with how bloodthirsty these AI can be, because they're running on broken code, following a purpose to protect their weapons despite their purpose being long since past. Because of a drastic loss in information, it was presumed every Nexus was hostile, but Ari's group stumbles upon a Nexus built not for churning out war machines, but, of all things, urban planning. And, most startling of all, it is strikingly sentient, in a quiet, enigmatic way.

The Nexus's hub was in complete overgrowth and disrepair after so long, and quickly got attached to the first humans to fill its empty streets in years. Ari, an engineer, is thrilled to be able to repair and learn about such an endlessly complicated latticework of intelligence and steel.

[winenwind]

My plan for everything

[his-writing-blog]

Crazy for you, oh boy | Shane x Harvey

Quick tags not in tags: suicidal thoughts mentioned, getting together, mostly fluff, bit of dark humor, they were friends before that, ooc sewers

Shane stood by the Saloon's bar in his usual spot. Also as usual, he was holding a pint of beer in his arm. And in his usual manner, Shane took a sip of his drink. Usually, his mind would be plauged by the visions (getting to work at jojamarkt next day).

Yoba, how he hated that place. He wouldn't work there anymore if he had any say in it. Sadly, he needed that money. Plus, he can't just leave poor Sam alone within the land of Tartarus under the lead of Krotos (Morris).

What was unusuall tonight, was the lack of thoughts regarding his little hell. Tonight his mind was stuck in the purgatory of longing after a feeling. A feeling that he wished for harder with each gramm of the alcohol in his blood.

Shane wasn't prone to those soul minglings before being brought back from the dead at The Clinic. The sight of his momentary guardian asleep on the fucking plastic stool, leaned agains the wall, legs curled to his chest and prepped against Shane's bed frame, made the ex-alcocholic stirr something deep inside of his chest and reset in his brain. He didn't think he could go back to looking at the man the same way he did before. In seconds, Harvey got promoted from being this mystical doctor seen by Shane once when he was running late to his job, to a real person that Shane wanted to get closer to.

Shane wouldn't have known what to call his current feeling if it wasn't for the new farmer, Laura. For someone so disorganised as him, Laura could muster up some good advice when coherent enough.

"The desire to be desired. And the desire to desire that thing the same way." Laura told Shane. He stopped in his track after hearing that. And then he burst out laughing. "What? If I didn't desire to pass down my legacy and Guiliermo didn't desire to be owned by me specifically, we wouldn't have each other!" She picked up her cat up to Shane's face. The orange cat looked at him right in the eye, as if challenging him. To what, Shane had no idea. But the devil's youngling must have sensed his lack of defense and meowed loudly in victory. Shane just turned around and went back to Marnie after loosing the one sided battle. He heard the farmer's laughter goes quiet as he walked.

Closing his eyes, Shane could almost see Harvey's face staring at him fondly. His mind tried to imagine his expression change to more passionate one. Shane tried not to let his mind take control. The more thoughts of this calliber, the most likely he was to send his addictions to the bottom of the cliffs alongside with him.

He looked down at his glass, half full with a beer. It was supposed to be his first and only one tonight. But with how things were going, Shane was tempted to throw the glass across the whole local and preach the words of his soul. How he felt because of the booze. How the will feel because of the booze. How it could ruin their life as hard as it ruined his. How one drink led to another to another to another to another to another to another to anot-

Warm chocolate eyes blinked at him right before his face. Shane relaxed his grip on the glass. He pushed it towards Gus, dropped some coins on the counter and left. He ignored the looks given by the townfolks and let himself fall into the fresh breeze outside. He stood in front of the darkness that loomed over the town at the edge of the forest. Without any more thought, he let himself be swallowed by it. It wasn't long before his eyes got used to the lack of the warm radiation of laps lit up around the town. The sky was truely one of the main reasons why Shane didn't get with his plans. Constelations of unwandered paths streched right above his small and meaningless life. Glittering and saying that maybe it was worth being there even if just to marvel at their beauty for a fleeting moment.

Shane wandered around the forest, his gaze lost in the stars, mind still by the fond eyes it couldn't bare to leave behind. He didn't know how long he was out there untill he saw the edge of the cliffs. Instead of heading acrossthe grass, Shane followed the overgrown path. It led to a narrow stairs that led to the large pipe that finished (or started?) the maze of sewer canals spread under the town. Drunk Shane liked to joked that it was an underground mirror reflecting the spiralls and labirynths made by stars. As if an artist scribbled down the unseen paths between stars and the pages landed on the desk of a rough engineer who tried and failed to recreate their grace.

As Shane marveled upon the genius of the cosmic blueprint, a quiet song was to be heard. He looked around, trying to find its source. After seeing nobody at the forest's clearing and no soul on the beach below, Shane was sure that it was coming from inside the pipe. His body tensed up, ready to initiate a fight or flight revalation at whatever might come from the sewer. The thing is, Shane would be nothing wothout his brain. And his brain, soothed by the strange melody, didn't want to response accordingly. So he sat at the top of the stairs, entranced by how sweet the sounds were. He was almost lulled to sleep by it when he started to sway to the rythm lightly. He got startled when he heart someone sing along the tune. What shocked him more was the fact that the voice was coming from his mouth. The words to the song came to him with a blink of an eye. Shane let himself be taken by the melody's current. And with a small smile on his lips, he sang.

"Harvey, nobody knows what I see."

[starlyte-writes]

Am I going to re-listen to the Edge of Sleep again despite having just re-listened to it two weeks ago? ...Perchance.

[cringecompanionapologist]

That Time Turlough Showed Up in Ten's Nightmare

So, there's a comic from the 2010 IDW Annual (not to be confused with the 2010 Doctor Who Annual, IDW and the BBC had different annuals apparently) called To Sleep, Perchance to Scream. It's about the 10th Doctor having a nightmare about being unable to save his past companions. Which companions are featured is interesting.

So, 10's in this apocalyptic wasteland, where he runs into Sarah Jane.

They run from monsters for a few panels before Sarah Jane starts to shapeshift into other companions. 10 and Adric run into a very stupid-looking dragon, the 10 and Turlough have to jump for their lives.

But 10 loses his companion during the jump and Susan/Astrid/Kamelion/Turlough falls to their death.

What's weird here is that companions that died, so of course the Doctor would have nightmares about failing to save them, are mixed in with companions who were completely fine when he last saw them.

Adric, Astrid (who was a companion for like two hours so it's odd how her death is equated to some of the others here), and Kamelion all died onscreen. In the case of Susan, 10 believes all the other Time Lords to be dead, so he might believe Susan to be dead.

Sarah Jane and Turlough are fine.

Sarah Jane is there at the very beginning and is not one of the companions shown falling, so she's not emphasized in the same way as the others. She might just be there because she's well-known to both old and new fans.

But, the last panel of companions falling goes from 10 Probably Thinks She's Dead, to Dead, to Dead, to 10 Has No Reason to Believe He's Dead. And Turlough is the one 10 is shown to be with just before the jump. I think the falling silhouette in the last panel might also be him.

So, 10 has nightmares about the companions he failed to save and also Turlough dying. His subconscious equates Turlough to Astrid and Kamelion. I have no idea why. But, it's interesting. So I had to type words about it at 3 AM.

[sebsrainbowbicycle]

Wanna sleep but don’t want to have to drug myself because I need to be able to sleep like a normal person but if I don’t sleep I’m gonna ruin my fun day I have planned tomorrow ugh

[idol--hands]

You Are The Bird

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