#drowsy-dreamwalker

[ask-the-scrapper]

Felt important to add this meme.. 8)

@drowsy-dreamwalker

[mancunian-fighter]

The ballroom was huge, people littered the floor and the tables to the side of the ballroom floor as well. Quentin hadn’t throughly explored the entire event yet but this seemed like a good part to become accustomed too since it looked like this was the main area where people were hanging out. Crowds however, were never his thing. Usually he’d just find a person or two and stick with them but for now he was alone. That needed to be fixed. Thankfully he spotted a familiar shade of red worn by a large figure and knew who that could be. Fixing his attire and then grabbing some drinks Quentin headed over to the man. Unable to tap on his shoulder or give any physical sign he wanted to talk Quentin chose to just go with the awkward small talk instead, “Hey! Prince, it’s nice to see you here. You remember me right? Quentin. I kinda frequent your campfire, but you always wander off so I thought this would be a good time to finally get to know each other better. I’ve always wanted to talk more.” One of the drinks is offered to Prince with a smile. [ @drowsy-dreamwalker ]

Prince was fairly distracted by watching people dance and chatter.. His mind was a bit lost on how he was supposed to be enjoying any or this and how anyone was even able to. He slide a finger under his mask to scratch a little bit at his cheek and readjusted it when he was done..

His attention was drawn to the smaller figure that had just touched his shoulder. He jerked away a bit in caution, but when his eyes landed on the man next to him. His expression was perplexed under the lion mask.

"Yeah.. I've seen ya talk to 'the other' me a lot right..? You're the one in blue..?" To be fair, he didn't remember the other's name just from hearing- he wasn't too good about any of that right now. But he made the assumption based on the fact that Quentin was wearing blue here too.

He looked at the drink that was being offered to him and blinked at it. "That for me?" He pointed to the drink like he didn't know it was clearly being given to him.

[jakebark]

relationship chart :) @drowsy-dreamwalker

Ahh, one of Jake’s… 2? total friends. Jake makes for a good pillow and Quentin makes for a good smoke buddy. One of the only people Jake is comfortable talking to with… relatively low guard.

[jakebark]

Quentin’s face brightened upon seeing him, and that was still something Jake was not very used to, but it was nice. It helped that they had similar… interests. It didn’t take much convincing to get Quentin’s attention either and before long the two of them were setting off for the private rooms. Jake stepped aside, pulling the curtain to the side and allowing Quentin to step through before he followed, closing the curtain behind him.

The room was filled with silence and Jake reached into his jacket’s pocket to pull out a hand-rolled cigarette and an old-fashioned lighter, both of which had been nicked—although from separate people. It was his lucky day. He tossed the lighter over to Quentin and rolled the blunt between his fingers before he offered it to the other man. “Care to do the honors, Quen?”

Even at masquerade, Jake could recognize that attire anywhere. The blue shirt, the hair, the… sneakers—Quentin! Someone he recognized and also didn’t hate. What a find.

Jake whistled to get his attention. He’d been heading back to the quiet rooms, since he’d gotten his hands on… well, something to help relax after the giant hell in a handbasket this whole event had been. Quentin was one of the few people he’d share this with, too, and there was a smirk written across his face, half-hidden by the mask, as he approached the other. “Hey, Quen,” he greeted. “I found something pretty cool—you want in? I’m headin’ to the, the quiet rooms.” (@jakebark)

Quentin's head whipped over to the sound of a whistle. A smile quickly found its way to Quentin's face as he recognized the culprit of the noise. Most of the people here he was unfamiliar with but there were a few he actually did enjoy seeing, Jake is one of them. He met the other halfway and matched the smirk given to him as the offer of 'something pretty cool' was put on the table. "Of course, I want in. Especially if this pretty cool thing is what I think you're referring to." A small laugh was given just at the idea. "Lead the way~" @jakebark

[running-tweezers]

Good Morning

A short Damien/Huxley ficlet that wouldn’t leave my head until I put it out into the world

(This is also my very first post on ao3 if you’d like to read it there)

Damien’s relationship with sleep had always been less than ideal.

Until now.

Damien’s relationship with sleep had always been less than ideal.

Even as a kid, he spent nights awake, under his comforter reading library books by flashlight, listening intently for his mom’s footsteps down the hallway. It was an escape, a time when he could be alone, with no eyes on him. No one around to expect anything of him. He could forget about that less than stellar mark on his history test and his mom’s disappointed glance, and just lose himself in a story. No stakes. No pressure. The night was his time.

He would eventually wake in the morning, with his book still in hand and the flashlight on the floor, with only the foggiest memories of drifting to sleep.

Growing into a teenager, that expectation started to cling to him, refusing to loosen its grip. It dug its claws into what was previously his only hours of peace. The quiet freedom of the darkness was traded for late night study sessions. The reading he did for his own joy was traded for dull textbooks, impenetrable blocks of information to brute force into his head. He had to. He had no other choice.

After those nights, he would startle awake at the sound of his alarm. His back and neck twisted into impossible painful positions, his head planted on the desk, with no recollection of when he finally gave out.

Nowadays, he wished he could say with confidence that those late nights were behind him. A good sleep schedule was important, and he knew that. But old habits die hard. The problem was never staying asleep. Once he was out, he stayed that way. The issue was falling asleep in the first place. It was still all too common for him to glance at his phone after hours of tossing and turning to see 3 AM staring back at him in the bright light.

He had tried everything. He diligently monitored his screen time before bed, and saw no improvement. Changing the temperature of the room did nothing, his core always kept him warm anyway. He wasn’t skilled enough at dreamwalking magic to do any good. Counting sheep was laughable. Breathing exercises proved useless. Taking melatonin worked alright for a while, but night after night he could feel the effectiveness waning. Earplugs, ASMR, chamomile tea, aromatherapy, there was nothing he wasn't willing to try. And nothing made a bit of difference.

Except one.

Huxley had no problems with sleep. Within minutes of his head hitting the pillow, he was out like a light. Sleeping like a rock. It would almost be funny if it didn’t make him so jealous. Falling asleep that quickly seemed unfathomable to him, but since moving in with Hux, he got to witness it every night.

But that wasn’t all he got.

Now he had Huxley’s arm draped over his waist. The soft sensation of skin pressed up against his back. The rise and fall of his chest. That quiet, rhythmic breathing had started to lull Damien closer to sleep without even trying. He sunk deeper and deeper under the gentle weight of that arm around him. When Hux pulled him closer, curling around him, it only pulled him further into drowsiness. Huxley’s lips absently brushing the top of his head was the final push over the edge into a peaceful night.

Now when he wakes he’s content and well rested, as he rolls over to see an already smiling face. The first thing he hears is that deep, sleepy morning voice that immediately fills him with more warmth than even his core can provide.

“Mornin’ Dames.”

And damn, did that ever make it a good morning.

[thevoidrp]

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[pearl-d1ver]

superpower ideas ✦･ﾟ* .•

I’ve been writing a novel about some characters with some powers, and I thought I’d share those powers if anyone needs inspiration for their own characters !!

I tried to make sure each one isn’t entirely overpowered and if it is it has major drawbacks. I also wanted them to be unique, and to my knowledge none of them are copied from already existing characters. Hope these help with anything you may be writing!!

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Power Name: Sunspot

This is a healing power that converts light/heat energy into usable energy for the human body for healing. The user of the power can heal people or accelerate the healing time of a wound as long as they have access to a natural light source (sun, fire, etc.) The bigger the wound the more time or energy it will take to heal

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Power Name: Bloodhound

This power gives the user the ability to see people’s trails/paths, as long as they have an object that belongs to the person they’re tracking or have interacted with them recently. Things like water, snow or certain weather can wash away a trail, so there may be gaps or parts of that person’s trail entirely missing. (for the purposes of my novel the power works on ghosts or long dead people as long as the trail isn’t washed away and the user has the person’s possession, but it can also work only on living people if you’d like) 

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Power Name: Dreamwalker

This person can explore/live through the dreams of people they are near and “catalog” them for later use. They can then bring elements of those dreams into reality, things like objects or events. The larger the element the more power it takes to use, and the more severe the drawbacks for the user. Overuse of this power or overfilling their “catalog” can lead to amnesia, drowsiness, and in extreme cases physical pain. 

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Power Name: Sweettalk

This person can influence other people’s thoughts and feelings based on their tone. If they express a certain emotion in their voice, others will also experience that emotion. It is very powerful but also highly uncontrolled. The user has to be incredibly careful to not drive people to depression, uncontrolled anger, or even a state of happiness in which they can feel nothing else.

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Power Name: Shade Speaker (this one is more supernatural, and may not apply to whatever you’re using these powers for)

This person hear the voices of the dead, as long as they are in darkness or shadow. These voices can be helpful or misleading, and it’s up to the user to decide whether or not to take the advice of these voices. 

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[oh-katsuki]

Pls I love the idea of Shinsou as a child of Hypnos/Somnus, the god of sleep. Had to have gotten those eyebags somewhere!

AUGH THAT'S SO GOOD!!!

i can so imagine it!!! the bags under his eyes... sleepy, slow movement that makes you want to follow suit. his drowsy aura and the languid drag of his tongue when he speaks. GOOSSSHHHH.

a dreamwalker too, me thinks.... imagine... in waking hours he's slow and sleepy and his grins are lazy and usually half formed. sure, he still teases and jokes, but when he's awake there's something perpetually tired about him, not that he notices. but when he dreamwalks.... it's like there's this second half of him. still the same personality, just a little more lively... takes up a little more space. languid grins turn into pointed smiles and that warm comforting aura that surrounds him in the real world becomes 10 times stronger in dreams. makes you want to say yes to him, do what he asks and give him what he wants, like charmspeak but slightly different. makes him a good asset in negotiatons

[ask-the-dweets]

relationship chart :)c @drowsy-dreamwalker

Fancy and Elf think he’s pretty cool but aren’t very close with him yet

Pizza has some negative feelings towards Quentin thanks to a little blackmail~

[ask-albertwesker-dbd]

“Is having infinite sunglasses just part of your power or do you just have a ton of pockets full of them in your weird supervillain coat thing?” If Quentin’s on hook he’s going to make the most of this and turn it into an impromptu interview. -@drowsy-dreamwalker

@drowsy-dreamwalker

[bloodyhairspray]

So you're also a part of the beach staff too??

“Yes sir! It sucks seeing the killers have all the fun while I sit behind a snow cone stand, but I mean hey, it’s not so bad? I get to eat many snow cones and hang out with my buddy Quentin.” 🍧

[ask-rebeccachambers-dbd]

“Hello Mrs. Rebecca! It’s good to finally have another medic in the group, well, I’m like a glorified nurse to help you guys out but that’s besides the point. If you ever need any medkits or medical supplies I’d be happy to help!”

- @drowsy-dreamwalker

@drowsy-dreamwalker

[jakebark]

since i haven't posted any western au lately, have some cowboy barks (ft. quentin @drowsy-dreamwalker & paisley @ask-the-dweets)

[babysitter-problems]

💖“Maybe it’s the freckles making me talk but you’re like super cute- hah that’s embarrassing to confess huh? I just can’t help it.” @drowsy-dreamwalker

"Not embarrassing at all! I'm happy you like them so much. You're welcome to count and touch them as often as you'd like." @drowsy-dreamwalker

[punkrock-pitviper]

@drowsy-dreamwalker

[adeptfrank]

"Do you need some healing? I saw that you got quite a few deceive strikes and stuns that last match. I can lend you a medkit if you need it or wanna do it yourself. If not I can always help." [ @drowsy-dreamwalker ]

Yes, he totally CAN heal himself. No, he isn't lying. (@drowsy-dreamwalker)