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Sometimes, I can't help but feel lost. What am I doing with my life? Where am I going? Heck, I even get literally lost with directions all the time. Life is all about changes. How you respond and adapt to those changes shows you what kind of person you are. Or so I've been told. I think a person is made up of many strengths and weaknesses, and all of them define each and every one of us beautifully. So regardless of what we determine as "success" in life, I think as long as we are happy with who we are, who cares where we are going, or what we'll be doing next. Let's just take things slowly, day by day. Living in the moment.
This is how I feel like at the moment.Ā Like I just had 6 shots of espresso; like there's a full moon out there; like my blood is stirring; like I'm in 7th grade and I see that girl I like heading my way in this narrow hallway gahh look a penny on the floor pickitup!Ā Okay, that still happens now.Ā ( ._.);;
Well whatever it is, it's weird because it's not like I've been sitting in my usual boba place drinking some factory strength cofftea concoction.Ā At least it got me sketching.Ā I think that piece will fit in nicely with the ones already in the shop, yah?
We shall see!
Tomorrow.. ( z_z)
I used to habitually bake at night and every night without fail my brother would come down with some makeshift weapon thinking I was a criminal stealing there stuff. I of course informed him that if there was actually a robber the right thing to do would be to alert the parents or call the authorities.
ROUGH DRAFT chronic illness and insomnia
You can't sleep lying on a nail bed. The spikes digging into you. If you lay properly, it distributes all your weight. One wrong move and you're in agonizing pain. You roll around all night, trying to get one minute of rest.
You wake up after trying to sleep for hours. They ask you why you're so tired. No one sees the spiked bed, only you.
Me: Before getting really sick I could easily go to bed around 9:30. Can I still do that? (Ā“ . .Ģ« . `)
Body: Oh god no! You're staying up till 1 am without choice.
Me: Well at least I can sleep in-
Body: WAKE THE FUCK UP ITS 5 AM AND WE JUST HAD A NIGHTMARE
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author: MissyFlamingo
summary:
Leona has a reputation for being aloof, lazy, and bad-mouthed, but it's usually chalked up by everyone to be because of his privileged upbringing. However, when he's awoken from a particularly deep sleep in history class, he tries to starts to fight with his professor, which lands him in detention with risk of suspension. Azul feels like this unusual behaviour goes deeper than simply laziness and tries to find out what's actually happening to Leona.
The answer? A secret that Leona's been keeping from everyone but Ruggie.
Zhongli with an S/O who has imsomnia
Gn reader (mentions of makeup)
"You should drink this tea it would also help with your insomnia dear." baizhu said with a smile on his face, "Thank you I'll try this tonight. " You replied ready to give him the Mora to pay, "No it's alright Name I don't mind giving this to you for free, you come here all the time no harm and giving you this." He smiled softly,
"Well are you sure I simply cannot take this unless you are sure." He nodded, "Well if you insist, have a nice day." You walked away with a bag full of Tea, and medication, you had been going to Baizhu for a while to be able to sleep was something you needed, it's not like you didn't wanna sleep. It's just that your body refused entirely making you stay up all night with horrible bags under your eyes
You Baizhu's medication had been working but of course your body got use to it so you need a strong prescription, and that's exactly what you had today, the only thing is that You still haven't told Zhongli that you had Insomnia yet. You still have yet to tell your lover. It's not like you didn't want to you didn't know how.
Coming home you walk to the shared bedroom and hide the medication in your dresser behind some shirts of smth idfk. You looked in the mirror and saw your eye bags were noticeable so you pulled out lil makeup yk covering your eye bags making it look like you weren't tired because it's literally the middle of the day who could possibly be tired rn (you couldš)
You start to make dinner making Jade parcels, Golden shrimp balls and some stew. Having made all the food you start to set the table only to hear a door being opened making your head turn meeting eyes with your Lover. Walking up to you and pulling you into a hug and giving you a kiss on the cheek.
You sit down and start to eat. "So how was your day my dear." Zhongli asked as you were eating. "It was quite boring today, I haven't done much." You replied taking another bite. "Oh well I'm sorry to hear that, but while were on the topic of the morning, I saw you at Baizhu's pharmacy today." He said making you nearly choke on your food hearing you gag, he asked if your okay. "I'm fine, sorry just eating too fast I guess,heh I was at the Pharmacy for a little check up that's all don't worry." You cringed a little. Trying to change the topic so things wouldn't escalate "I umm bought some wine a while ago would you like to try it?" You said, he nodded yes and you walked away to go get some, you came back with the wine and poured him some, "I'm going to get started on the dishes if you don't mind." You said with a small smile and walked away
After finished the dishes you got ready for bed making some of the tea Baizhu had given you. After finishing that you got ready for bed, brushing your teeth, showering, and washing your face too. You came in the bedroom and saw Zhongli already asleep, taking some of the medication and then jumping into bed ready to sleep you closed your eyes and waited....
"THIS MEDICATION IS SHIT!" You whisper yelled aloud. You had been up for 4 hours the bags under your eyes worsening eventually you thought you would pas out from lack of sleep. Trying to close your eyes to sleep again you hear moving next to you And see a fully awake Zhongli, "Name? Why are you still up dear it's 3 o'clock?" He said rubbing his tired eyes."well um I couldn't sleep I'm just having a hard time that's all." You just couldn't bring yourself to tell him you didn't know how it was hard enough dealing with it but you didn't wanna tell him and have him worried about you sleeping Everyday, yes you should tell your lover things like this but you just couldn't.
"Name do you have Insomnia you must have it I can't imagine you not knowing?" He said worried, you froze you didn't move you didn't blink not a sound came from you, feeling a sense of drowsiness come over you yawning and you replied with a "yes I do I have insomnia." He watched as you finally fell asleep thank you Baizhu for that Tea he said in his head going back to sleep following right behind you.
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THE END
sorry it's not the best was kinda rushed I made this at 4:14 AM I'm not sleeping tonight tho.
Pls leave request I would love to write some for you guys and I hope you liked this
Byeeeee
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An Insomnia [Errordream] fanfic
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1589 words
8682 characters
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Warnings- death, slight suicidal thoughts, hella lot of angst, slightly grossly descriptive is an area or two
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Characters- Dream, Error, Nightmare, Ink, and Killer (mentioned)
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Error looked at his palm. This was it, he was going to do it. Tonight was perfect, Dream would love it! Smiling, he tucked a small box into his back pocket. He began to walk over to his portal that led to nightmares place. He never noticed the eyes that followed him.
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Dream was having a splendid day! He was excited to see Error later tonight. He looked nervous, but then again he always did around Dream, It made him giggle! He walked down the forest path that led to ink's house. It lay in an au that wasnāt very well populated, so it allowed him to stay low and undiscovered. He knocked on the door. A sudden wave of negative emotions washed over him, catching him off guard. It left as quickly as it came, but it left him a tad confused. Before he could ask himself what it was, the door opened revealing a grinning Ink.
āHeya Dream, howyadoinā?ā
āIām doing fine, how about you?ā He responded, forcing a grin.
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Ink gave him a searching look. āYou sure? You look a tad shaken⦠are you alright? Come in, You can tell me while you drink some of the hot chocolate i made!ā
It was wintertime in the au they were in, so it made sense to make some. But Ink being hospitable? Really? He couldnāt believe his non-existent ears. Next thing he knew, he was being pulled over to one of the rainbow bean-bags that Ink had laying around his house. On the kitchen counter were two cups of hot chocolate, one with rainbow colored marshmallows and the other with yellow ones. Yum! Ink brought over the cups and the two sat down.
He took a sniff of the hot chocolate. It smelled like apples, which made him queasy. Ink must have forgotten that he didnāt like apples- again- and bought the apple flavored hot chocolate that this auās farmers market sold. Trying not to choke, he downed a sip or two of the mix.āI- it tastes good!ā
āGlad you like it! Now if you donāt mind, I forgot something in the other room, I hope you donāt mind if I fetch it!ā Huh, apologetic. What was the occasion? Ink quickly darted to his bedroom.
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So that he wouldnāt make Ink feel bad, he continued to drink a bit of it. Not long after he felt a burning sensation in his skull. Headache? No⦠no this was more than a headache, he was sure. The pain was increasing rapidly, and before he knew it, he was not he ground. He started coughing up a black liquid, and negativity flooded over his body, and a black goops started to pour from his right eye. He let out a strangled scream as the goop started covering his whole body, filling him with feelings of negativity that no person should ever feel. He started forgetting things. Wh- whose house was this!?!? Tentacles sprung from his back, ripping his shirt wide open. What is my name? Ribs cracked.
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Who was he?
He remembered one thing. Error. And with it came not love, but a desire for bloodshed.
Two gray eyes watched soullessly from a distance.
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Error and Nightmare chatted as they walked through the au. Stars and galaxies littered the sky, as comets flew just miles above where they stood. It was beautiful, absolutely beautiful. What, even destroyers can admire the scenery from time to time! The only reason Nightmare was with him is, honestly, he had no idea where the spot really was. He just told Dream to meet him there, so he had to ask Nightmare to bring him there. The guy was surprisingly supportive. He actually got so excited when Error told him about the proposal that blue apples appeared, glowing in his eyes. That got a laugh out of Error⦠almost at the expense of one of his fingers⦠but hey, ink could always make him a new one, right? They walked silently, with a few exchanges, through the sparse forest. The peace didnāt last long though, unfortunately. Nightmare was slowing down a bit, which struck Error as odd. He slowed. āHey boss, you doing alright?ā
āYeah, just feeling a bit queasy thatās allā¦ā
Nightmare admitting he was a bit weak? Yeah, something was definitely up. āHey, why donāt we stop for just a minuteā¦?
āFineā¦ā
They sat behind a large boulder as Nightmare slowly recuperated. Or at least, that was the expectation. But no, the poor guy was getting worse by the second. Neither of them knew what was going on, but it wasnāt good. Growing increasingly worried, both that he is going to be late, and that Nightmare was clearly dying or something, he opened his mouth to tell Nightmare to go home and get some rest or something so he God forbid doesnāt die, when he hears a muffled scream. He whips around to see Nightmare shaking, staring at his hand. Error rushed over to him, soul pounding. His hand. Okay. His hand. His⦠hand⦠his⦠hisā¦
Oh my god his hand-
The goop that covered Nightmares body had parted way, revealing pearly white bones underneath. And it was still going, crawling up his arm. Before he knew it, a small, boy sized skeleton stood before him, shaking to the core. He gaped at what was supposedly his boss.
āThis- this isnāt good- oh god-ā
āWh- what the hell- where is the black⦠stuff!?!?ā
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āThis is bad, isnāt itā¦ā
Just from the look Nightmare gave him, he knew it had to be about dream.
āW- what happened to him!?ā
āHe ate a dark apple- he must have- but why!? He would never purposely eat one! Someone must have made hi-ā he suddenly shoved error into the bushes, with force too strong to have seriously come from something that small. Shaking, he looked at where Nightmare was staring. Oh my God-
āIs that Drā
Nightmares hand slapped across Errors mouth, and he gave him a warning look. Standing a couple yards away from them was a very goopy, pissed off- what he assumed was- Dream. And he was looking straight at them.
Nightmare and Error looked at each other.
āRun.ā
And that they did. As fast as they could. He felt an urge to run towards Dream instinctively, but Nightmare helped him fight it off. That wasnāt Dream anymore.
Demon Dream was quickly catching up to them. āSPLIT UP!ā Nightmare shouted.
āARE YOU CRAZY!?ā
āJUST RUN IāLL DISTRACT HIM HE WON'T KILL ME! I KNOW HIM!ā Nightmare shouted. Error didnāt pick up the fear and doubt edging Nightmares voice.
Hesitantly he ran in a different direction. He found himself in a clearing where he collapsed, trying to catch his breath, wheezing. This wasnāt happening⦠please, God tell me this isnāt happeningā¦
he was jolted out of his misery by the sound of footsteps behind him. Dream was standing right behind him.
And dust was dropping from his tentacles. He started shaking. āD- Dream, I-ā
One of dreams tentacles wrapped around his neck, snatching him up off the ground, and the ring fell out of his pocket. He couldnāt breathe. āDream no please stop this isnnnnnntnntā¦-ā it got tighter. Multicolored dots and glitches filled his vision. He gagged. āDREAM PLEASE-ā cold, deep orange eyes stared soullessly at him.
Pain pierced his chest, and it all went black.
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A scream pierced the air.
A jolt went through his body. Wh- where was I!? What am I doing in the forest?!?! Oh my god why do I have tentacles?!-
It all came flooding back. He was at Inks house. He⦠he collapsed⦠but why? The⦠the⦠the hot chocolate? Apples. Apples⦠ink left him alone⦠he...
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That traitor put a dark apple in his hot chocola-
He noticed there was something laying by his feet. He looked down.
And he froze. His eyes widened. His body stiffened.
No
No
Nonono
NONONONO
He collapsed and wrapped his arms shortly around Error's body. He was shaking violently, head reeling. āYOUR NOT DEAD YOU CAN'T BE-ā He frantically searches for a soulbeat. Then a pulse. But nothing. The guardian of positivity collapsed on Error, gripped his hand, and cried. Cried because there was no reason left to live. Cried till there were no tears left to cry. Cried because of the fear, pain, and guilt that came crashing down on him all at once. But those beautiful stars just glittered coldly down on them. Footsteps sounded behind him, and he turned around to see blue and yellow eyes and a wide smile.
Ink walked over to them.
āGet away from him you psychopath!ā
Ink stepped over a few feet and picked up a small golden ring. It donned a beautiful yellow diamond at which the likes of that he had never seen before. Horror dawned on Dream's face.
āNothing personal kid. But the creators were getting a little weary of the lack of action around these places.ā He Summoned a sharp, black bone. Error's body disintegrated into dust. āAnd I have taken it upon myself to keep them interested. So, like I saidā¦ā
He readied his fingers for a snap.
āNothing personal kid!ā
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He was an amazing actor. It was Killer who found them there, and everyone came after that. He would act terrified, and his eyes a grayish blue color. When they asked what happened, he wonāt respond only with, in a shaky voice,
āI just found them here.ā
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