#night terrors rp
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the-wet-noodle · 2 months ago
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This stupid ass joke character that I got way too obsessed with in an RP😞
His name is boinkus and I hate him(he is technically a moon but also not, but he does have an actual sun side.)
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brainrot-stitch · 6 months ago
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Doodles from a dw rp I was just in!!! Honestly the best one I've had so far lol
Out of character that vs in character chat😭
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Omg crazyy...
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😭😭😭random
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invisiwhere · 3 months ago
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ngl i’ve been having fuckass dreams recently 😭 get OUT i barely get sleep
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franciscrozierofficial · 3 months ago
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I can’t sleep. I see him. Visions of him, of how he was.
..Thomas…
Lad, I’m… Its not Christ. Damn this There are oceans between who we are and who we were when you were mine. I miss
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whitenight-thesavior · 2 days ago
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“Things are about to get very… interesting between Freischütz and Funeral. I'd watch if you want to see it all unfold.”
@ask-the-terror-twins
-> ´´Very interresting?´´ -> The Doctor questions, confused. -> ´´What would one mean by that?´´ -> The Doctor questions, even if he knows what it means.
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autobot-ironhide · 1 year ago
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Nightmares//Reblog To Roleplay
⚠️ Night terrors, emotional numbing ⚠️
It had happened again, another night, another night terror of his past, Ironhide awoke from recharge, had he been a human he would've been in a cold sweat, he took a few deep breaths to calm his racing Spark, this was almost routine for him now, as sad as it was, he couldn't remember the last time he had had a proper night's recharge without being plagued by nightmares of his past, even though a part of him knew why, he had no healthy coping mechanisms for the nightmares, his PTSD, the flashbacks, all he could do was just keep everything bottled up, to not show signs of weakness, the Gladiator Pits had certainly drummed that into him about showing his emotions being a weakness, he gave a sigh and got out his berth, this was routine, wake up from night terror, go for a walk to calm his nerves, go back to sleep, have another night terror, wake up in the morning, rinse and repeat. He quietly exited his quarters, glancing around the dark hallways of Diego Garcia, before he quietly walking towards the exit of the hangar.
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bludhavens-finest · 5 months ago
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You know guys to be honest, I don’t think I need to sleep, we should just make that an optional thing ykwim?
Everything feels cold and I can’t breathe
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habitual-creatures · 5 months ago
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I don't mind sleeping on the floor tho,,
DAD I CAME OVER SO I CAN SLEEP IN THE SAME BED AS YOU I NEED PHYSICAL COMFORT RIGHT NOW PLEASE
- 💜 anon
I PHYSICALLY CANNOT ENSURE YOUR SAFETY IF THAT IS WHAT WE DO.
[ REGARDS, HABIT ]
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obscure-by-night · 8 months ago
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Last night was.. interesting
I don’t normally sleep at night, that’s about the only time I’m awake. I sleep all throughout the day, typically about 11-15 hours because of the hypersomnia/narcolepsy.
So I was working last night, just minding my business, and then suddenly I hear screams. I wasn’t that phased by it, actually. Back at that house, my mom would often start screaming bloody murder in her sleep and I would have to wake her up to get it to stop. It used to scare me, but by now I’m pretty used to it.
So when I heard the screams, I didn’t react much at first, until I realized “Oh. I’m not in that house anymore. Screaming through the night isn’t normal.”
My next thought was maybe I was hallucinating? But I decided to listen in closer. I creeped up to my door and put my ear up to it, it was coming from one of the rooms. I was listening, and then suddenly it went quiet. And then I heard footsteps and a door open. It was that new roommate.
So apparently this new roommate has the same trait as my mom of screaming from nightmares. I know this dude hasn’t done anything wrong, but fuck I am really starting to hate him. I mean, I sorta feel bad. I hope he’s ok, I guess.
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psn-stalling · 1 year ago
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You holding up alright over there?
No. Not at all.
Anyways.
💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤💤
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expvrgction · 1 year ago
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"...Why can't I shake the feeling that participating in this here contest will be a massive clusterfuck?"
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"It is how it is. Gotta deal with what comes next, gramps."
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"As long as that bastard over there doesn't win. Or at least, stay alive for long."
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That's the one. The bastard B.J talks about. Davoth doesn't say anything-- But he has plans. Evil plans.
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miqojak · 2 years ago
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What are their dreams like? Do they have any recurring dreams/nightmares?
Naturally, I have a hard time finding all the posts about a topic when I need them, lol. But yes, very much so - Jak has, since her inception, struggled with Garlean-based night terrors! She was drinking a tea, for a time, that ensured dreamless sleep... then that player who was providing it just sort of quietly ghosted, and I figured the effects of the tea would weaken with time anyways (a magic bullet to fix your OC's problems is BORING anyways!). It's when she's sleeping next to someone that they lessen/go away! The warmth of a body is a good reminder to her subconscious that she's no longer in a prison cell - she's no longer alone. There's someone she can trust nearby, and rest easy! I have considered whether those would lessen with the fall of Garlemald, but I imagine that will take time... and likely never really go away.
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guardian-of-cybertron · 2 years ago
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⚠️TW: Trauma, War, Night terrors ⚠️
Night Terror//Reblog To Roleplay
It was like he was back in wars, fighting for his life, everywhere he looked there was the sound of gunshots and the screams of bots dying or from injuries, but what was worse was seeing those he called family going down one by one, the other Guardians, because of the Decepticons, it was brutal...it was too much.
Omega gasped a little as he awoke from recharge and immediately transformed, his hands transforming into his weapons, for a moment it was like he was seeing the battlefield, bodies laying everywhere, but as he came to his senses he realised that he was outside the Autobots' base, on Earth, back in the present. He huffed out a sigh of relief and retracted his weapons, he glanced around, hoping no one had heard anything.
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invisiwhere · 3 months ago
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I talked to Elliott -- We're both sleeping soon, so if you do as well, then we can both enter your dream and poke around a bit!
You don't need to worry about doing anything in particular, we'll both just pop in. It'll be easy enough because of our connections with you! (don't worry about the implications of how easy it is to enter your mind it's probably better to not think about it)
See u on the other side :3c - 🌠💭@aria-aisling
yeah ok now i’m gonna be thinking about that.
OKAYYY ! see you there :3!! i’m exhausted anyways
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franciscrozierofficial · 3 months ago
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MEN. YOUR ATTENTION. THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING.
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At the suggestion of Lieutenant George Hodgson (@ltgeorgehodgson) the punishment of Mr. Thomas Jopson (@thomas-jopson) for the infraction of repeated harassment, humiliation, and lies of omission will be made open to viewing.
At eight bells, Mr. Jopson will be undressed, put over my knee, and spanked until I feel that he has suffered sufficient punishment.
Any crew members who wish see what happens when an officer is disrespected may attend— though I will be the only one permitted to touch Mr. Jopson.
Due to the sensitive nature of this punishment, Mr. Jopson has the choice: to be stripped and spanked by his captain, or spend 48 hours on Erebus with no contact to Terror. (I can manage without a steward for 2 days, there need not be an exchange). @thomas-jopson, speak now to make your choice.
Everyone else: as you were.
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brctherscnce · 21 hours ago
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" I... am not Nemesis. " His voice was quiet as he stayed near the outskirts of camp, his servo gripping tightly at his helm over where the brilliant red mark was once burned into. The night terrors had returned and awoken Optimus from his recharge. Now, he focused on grounding himself.
Focused on his in-vents, focused on the ground under his pedes and the sound they made when his pedes shifted against the dirt, focused on the stars... counting them out, all as he desperately reminded himself,
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" I--... am Optimus. "
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