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Brain Curd #167
Brain Curds are lightly edited flash fiction - practically first drafts - posted daily (haven't missed one yet!) and sometimes written with the express intention of being terrible… but, you know, in an endearing way. Please like and reblog if you enjoy - the notes keep me going!
Another night of dreams with a stowaway: my father, acting as if no time has passed at all, with all the imperfections scrubbed away. He's my sidekick (about damn time, after how long I spent as his) as we peruse the nightlife back home.
We pop into a shop that isn't there anymore. The warming lamps keep cozy an assortment of plastic-contained meals, reasonably priced. I used to come here for chicken tenders and a Mexican Coke during my lunch break. No particular item calls to me, so we look through the frozen section this store never had. But there isn't time. There just isn't time. A microwave set to thirty seconds lasts an eternity. They're closing in five minutes.
It's not how it usually is. I don't have a boat to catch. I'm not late for anything, not really going anywhere, for once there's nothing to worry about. Except eating. I have to eat.
“You need to take this pill with food. That's why you're feeling so sick.”
“I can't keep track of it all. I just can't, Mom.”
“You need to take care of yourself.”
He says if we don't find anything here, we'll have to go to Pete's. Cheese fries sound nice, and for once I'm in the mood for the way they serve them there: straight from the fryer into styrofoam, melting the polymer just a little, quickly topped with more nacho cheese sauce than it can contain. I never used to like the hint of jalapeño in these fries, couldn't stomach it, but it calls to me from an emptied past.
“One cracker. That's all. There just needs to be something in your stomach.”
“Is it really that simple?”
“Of course.”
“But no one told me.”
Usually I eat very slowly, but before I realize I’ve taken a single bite, I lick the styrofoam clean of sauce and seasoned salt. I ate more fries than he did, but he doesn't complain, doesn't tell me it's ‘not a race’. I'm not quite sure he's said anything at all.
I'm back in an apartment up the hill, where I'm staying, even though I haven't had a key to it since the summer after high school, when my grandmother had a stroke. I'd spent a week there, packing. The place was infested with ants since it hadn't been cleaned in weeks. There's no resemblance to that now; it's a calming, cozy, lonely place. It's only been five minutes since we were at the store, or so my watch tells me. Where did he go?
“It's all I could find, but it does have cranberries in it. Sip on this, don't chug it. It should help.”
“Thank you. For everything.”
“Maybe take some melatonin… sleep through the worst of it?”
“Yeah. The worst of it.”
“The heating pad should help too, but don't fall asleep with it on.”
It's so funny, isn't it? The nightmares gone, all I have to fear is what happens to me while I'm awake.
#NSC Original#brain curd#brain curds#writing#creative writing#writeblr#flash fiction#author#writer things#writers#writers on tumblr#writers of tumblr#writerscommunity#women writers#female writers#queer writers#daily writing#Brain Curd 167#Sweat Dreams#prose poetry#poetic#dreams#trauma#pain#i'm healing and getting worse all at the same time
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i listen to fog lake too much
#falls through the ceiling with a mighty crash hello#it's been what...8 months?#I was too busy w uni and being mentally ill#thank u everyone so much for the tags on all prev posts.. i re-read them oaccasionally 💗#they make me v happy thank u for giving me a moment of ur time#that means so much#anyway! vashwood!!#i hate them so much#i want to eat them#i want to ugly cry#i want an ideal world where they could've had something for a little bit#im eating drywall and pacing around the room in a cold sweat#so trimax-atypical overt intimacy it is#more coming...in maybe another year#It's a big project!#to me. yeah#my dream is to be put in a terrarium for a while#if only u knew how many wips I have w vashwood..#maybe i'll get tired and pile them into one post all unfinished and no less ok for it yk#whatever u r doing doesn't need to be perfect to make someone happy#didn't u experience a positive little zap from my imperfect colored doodle rn?#what a speedrun of a drawing that was#(<spent 10h on it. that's the minimum for anything ever)#hope today is treating you well! so long stranger!#vashwood#vash the stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#trimax#trigun#tzarrz
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birthday party (id in alt)
#trigun maximum#trigun#trigun maximum spoilers#vash the stampede#millions knives#rem#a lot of characters but theyre the focus kinda#coming w a birthday cake 4 days later...happy birthday to the twins!!!!!!!#sniffling cause i got sick otl worked on this with sweat blood nd snot#anyway im glad i finally finished it even if im not entirely satisfied with it!! been in the drafts for a year... vash's little paradise#ever since i finished trimax drawing a comic like this where theyre all together - allies friends enemies and all has been on my mind#just doing smth - partying and all in the same space and being silley#the main plot never happened we’re all just in our corners of no mans land and miraculously rem is there#but tis could only happen in a weird weird dream..!the present world is waiting for u vash!!!#u are so loved by everybody and everyone misses u#ruporas art
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turn on the lights, this cannot last forever
watching and dreaming promo
#i woke up and saw that trailer had dropped 5 minutes before i checked my phone. something out there needed me awake#the owl house#toh spoilers#watching and dreaming#toh season 3#luz noceda#amity blight#hunter noceda#gus porter#willow park#the owl house spoilers#this episode is gonna fuck so HARDDDDD its ticking all my fav trope boxes so far from just 44 seconds of promo material omg#guys im sweating sm i sat down chugged a monster and didnt move a muscle until this was done. my demons#hdhfdhfgdjhgd guys!!!! im so unwell
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these 2 gonna drive me insane
#^ positive i love them i love them i love them i love them#as if im not already insane for them . Sighs#honkai star rail#honkai sr#hsr#hsr dr ratio#hsr aventurine#dr ratio x aventurine#ratiorine#aventio#my friends getting sick of me i KNOW it but i just CANT STOP TALKING ABT THEM#<- my justification for like 7 posts in 2 days.#★ arin rambles#i woke up in a cold sweat after having a dream about them its getting absurd.#No THE NOTE joke this time (im giving everyone a break since i bring it up every 7 seconds)#Please…talk to me about them… i will listen…..#we should make dr ratio more of a dork#dork-tor ratio#i need to stop rambling in my tags i look insane#Nvm i refuse. Not when it comes to aventio. i refuse to be silenced .#‘stop talking about ratio and aventurine’ NOOOOOOOOOOOOO.#★ arin makes stuff
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Before we leave the house, he asks me to sit, and I do, of course. He clips on my collar and leash, rewarding me with an edible, and we leave-
We’re meeting with his friends, I know that much. The whole drive there his hand is on my thigh, squeezing it, telling me that we’re going to have so much fun. By the time we pull up to the house, I’m pleasantly high, my anxious nerves somewhat receding. He ruffles my hair, pulls me in by the collar and kisses me; a deep, passionate, possessive kiss. Without a word, we head inside. I know better than to ask questions- I trust him, and I wouldn’t get any answers anyways.
He holds the leash and I follow him, shyly sticking to his side as we enter. There’s several people about, laughing, talking, drinking. Some stop as we enter, cheering, coming up to greet him, and then me. My face burns hot, my puppy ears going back shyly as they begin to study and admire me. Some come up and pat my head, one grabs my ass and tugs on my tail, another putting a hand under my shirt and feeling the bare skin of my chest. I’m still clinging to his arm, unable to form words.
“He’s my very good boy, I’ve trained him well. He’s such an eager pup, isn’t that right?” He smiles to me, petting my head. I’m comforted by this, and I nod, letting out a small woof.
“So timid- he’s not usually like this, c’mon pup, let’s show them how smart you are,” he steps away from me and tugs off my shirt, then my trousers, leaving my in my briefs. A small circle has formed around us now, calling me handsome, cute, pretty boy, as he tugs on my leash. I’m nervous being so exposed around all these strangers, but I keep my eyes on him. I’m already aroused, as I know what he has in store for me, and I can feel the wetness forming between my legs.
“Sit, puppy,” and I do, eagerly getting to my knees, looking up at him with obedience. Any word he says is law to me- I could never disobey. Would never disobey. I wait for the next command, focused completely on him.
“Good dog. Now, open wide.”
#hi this is a fuckin wet dream I had last night and I woke up in a sweat#show me off I am so handsome and pretty??#also so shy. but I will do just about anything if you tell me I’m soooo good#rrrufffffffff#whhhhining#jasperbarks#:3#ftm puppy#t4t puppy#puppy sub
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I was drawing multiple pieces of artwork that were explicit and very much gay in nature on my tablet. Somehow, my dad saw it all on HIS PHONE. It was mortifying, but I hoped he would forget.
I then went onto a rollercoaster with my family.
He did not forget.
#dream#woke up in a cold sweat because of that one#would that count as a nightmare#i dont know man#i think the funniest part of this is that we are all Christians#art#drawing#artwork#gay#dad#father#rollercoaster#family
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"I dream about him... The thing is when you've had a relationship like that for so long, such a deep relationship. I love it when people revisit you in your dreams. I often have band dreams and they're crazy… I'm often with John, just talking about doing something, and I come to get my Hofner bass, ready to play, and it's covered in sticky tape. You know, dreams! I'm picking all this stuff off trying to talk to him."
— Paul McCartney, Sept 24, 2019, on The Late Show with Steve Colbert -> link here
#sorry i was remembering this.#paul mccartney i could easily psychoanalyze you#this is actually such a heartbreaking dream to have if you think about it#trying futily to get tape off your bass to play with your best friend#trying to connect but Something is preventing you from doing so#he's ready for you... but you're stuck trying and trying and trying to open up to him#“they're crazy!” yeah i cant imagine the cold sweat you wake up with after them#the beatles#mclennon#paul mccartney
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Do you know where I'm coming from
#my chemical romance#mcr#mcr memes#saw this in a dream woke up in cold sweat#stupid shit I did#frank iero#ray toro#mikey way#gerard way
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this version of us only lives inside a dream❣️ (happy valentine's day!)
#ts4#plc extras#this is not canon btw i just thought i'd be evil#amaya's gonna wake up from this dream in a cold sweat and realize either he gets over this crush or says something about#it was either this post or karlee in lingerie and i felt bad for slutting her out on tumblr dot com 😞#dalila by beebeesiims#sim: amaya kamealoha
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albus "I hope I die first, because I can't live without you" potter
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scorpius "I hope I die second, so I can save you from that grief" malfoy
#i spent a very long time debating which way around they would be#had me sweating#do you love someone so much you cannot live without them#or love them so much you hope they never have to live without you#personally am the first ✋🏻 my fiance better fucking die after me i cannot be doing that#i know im fucking jinxing it rn#absolutely horrendous we cannot die at exactly the same time im suing#if we do die together in a car crash or smin just know that that is the best case scenario for us lmfao#jilys death is honestly the dream 🤞🏻😍 take us out together or dont take us out at all#i cannot imagine scorbus dying seperately im gonna be honest#imagine one of them at the others grave im going to throw up#absolutely not#headcanon that they die by fucking up a potion or even just dinner and setting their house on fire and dying of smoke inhalation together <#hashtag romance 😍😍😍😍😍😍#scorbus#hpcc#scorpius malfoy#albus potter#harry potter#its 6am i havent gone to sleep yet hope this is coherent 😚😚#harry potter and the cursed child#albus severus potter#scorpius hyperion malfoy
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had a dream and drew it :o)
#im NOT tagging this as fallout#but i will tag#craig boone#boone/courier#boone x courier#oc: eli#doodly thingy#nebulous slice of life modern au#fallout tag#im not even sure if this should go in my blogs fallout tag but i mean. boone _is_ from fallout. okay i dunno ITS GOING IN THERE#anyway yeah insano mode waking up in a cold sweat jumping onto my comp to draw a boone/eli dream.......... bg3 could never#speaking of bg3 though my tav/astarion also has me in a headlock maybe i should draw some of them :thinkie:#ALSO just a looser compared to what im used to and i really like it! if you know which artist i used as a ref point.. hehe#its hatters/arts her comics are insane i really love the way you can TELL how big her brain is by when she says shes taking shortcuts but#the shortcuts all come from having already done the work. VERY impressive and i love the style derived from it!!#OKAY SORRY IM RAMBLING
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"I dreamt that you died." Aventurine says, apropos of nothing.
Veritas lifts his gaze from the book he'd been reading, across the first class cabin they're sharing, and to his colleague. Nothing in his expression betrays any emotion or thought about the statement he let out into the world, as is customary for the gambler. Veritas takes a moment to study him more thoroughly.
Aventurine isn't looking at him. The chip in his hand is dancing faster than usual, he's wearing his tinted glasses despite there being no need for them on the transport, and his other hand is hidden in his coat. Veritas has learned to look for that left hand whenever he suspects something is amiss with Aventurine.
He considers his next words carefully. "In many cultures across the galaxy, dreaming of someone's death is believed to produce the opposite effect. It is considered a good omen that brings longevity and prosperity."
There's a long moment of silence, then the chip suddenly stops. Aventurine had been looking at him from the corner of his eye, an indicator that he was listening as Veritas spoke, but he looks away again now.
"Not in mine," He says lightly, almost sings it.
It sounds like mockery, like Aventurine's typical attempts to get a rise out of him, like contradiction for the sake of it, but Veritas knows him better than that. The gambler may seem frivolous on the surface but he always speaks with purpose. The trick is figuring out what that purpose is.
Closing his book, Veritas leans forward, almost into Aventurine's space. The other does not lean away, and finally looks him in the eye, but he can see his shoulders are tense. His left hand is still hidden in his coat. Perhaps, instead of a non-sequitor, his opening statement was a damning admission, Veritas thinks.
"We both know this upcoming mission will be dangerous." He says quietly, he doesn't expect Aventurine to interject, but he pauses anyway. True to expectation, Aventurine stays silent, watching him intently. Veritas continues. "However, we also both know that your role in it is much more perilous than mine. I believe you made sure of that yourself, no?"
The gambler still remains uncharacteristically silent. Gauging Veritas' reaction to his grim statements no doubt. Veritas has passed many a test in his university days with little stress, so it is a new feeling to experience, this uncertainty. He feels like there is a right and a wrong thing to say in this situation, yet he does not know exactly what it is.
"It is my opinion that you should be worrying about yourself, gambler, instead of me, but if it eases your mind, I shall promise to stay alert on Penacony. Not that I wouldn't otherwise be, as you should well know by now."
Perhaps he's revealed too much, shown his hand, as the resident gambler would say, but he's found himself much too invested in said gambler's emotional wellbeing as of late, so he doesn't mind. Especially as that wary glint fades just a little from Aventurine's vibrant eyes, and he wrestles his signature grin back onto his face.
"True to form as usual." He teases. "I can always rely on you to bring rationality to the table, Doctor."
#ive got many thoughts about these two#one of which being aventurine dreaming of ratio's death#and waking up in a cold sweat#scared of how badly it affected him#because it means he cares too much and everyone he's cared for in the past got taken away from him#often in a violent manner#his luck does not extend to those around him#and i absolutely need to explore that further#aventurine#honkai star rail#hsr#dr ratio#raturine#aventio
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I just know a One Direction reunion would fix about 99% of the issues in my life.
#i mean after all the blood sweat and tears I’ve given them why can’t they give me this?#i don’t need a tour i just need a song or something#one direction#one band one dream one direction#niall horan#harry styles#liam payne#louis tomlinson#zayn malik#my little irish marshmallow#my little lanky baby
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