Mar 20
Someone tell me why I'm wide awake at 5 am and only fell asleep at at least 2 am, maybe later....
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Someone tell me why I'm wide awake at 5 am and only fell asleep at at least 2 am, maybe later....
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📱 (lucanis and georgia)
your muse's contact name in mine's phone
Georgia ❥
my muse's contact photo for yours
photo
how often our muses text each other
Very often. He will send her pictures of the sky or things that remind him of her.
a text my muse never sent
'I am scared of Spite hurting you...'
the last messages my muse did send
Lucanis -> Georgia ❥ : "Sorry for the late night text. If you reply I will be concerned... I couldn't sleep. Normally can't sleep." Lucanis -> Georgia ❥ : *sends picture of the moon* Lucanis -> Georgia ❥ : "It's so beautiful when it's full."
@weavrot says: " the awful things we do to make our heads feel quiet. "
there is something there that permeates the wetness of ulysses' gaze when they stare back- the precipice of something perhaps CRAZED, a depraved sort of yearning the accompanies the obstinate tremor in the fingers that hold their beloved flute.
( an object whose importance is forgotten, but they oftentimes find themselves seeing it as a weapon as opposed to a source of symphony. )
i did lots of awful things. i still do. the words clog their throat like debris to a drain. they feel too plaintively honest, a facetious not-quite truth. it is their muddled brain that makes meanings CROSS.
" -do you know something? " ulysses finds themselves incredulously asking. there ARE voices. there is the insipid butler. the visions of doom and death. memories? dreams? things a part of them HOPES to happen? they haven't decided yet. it is too early. the abyssal not-knowing carves large holes in their attempts at reasoning. there is soft soil beneath their knees that kneel, claws kneading the verdant grass under-palm. it is comforting, somewhat. feeling the ground beneath themselves and knowing that it is real.
it is their fourth night without sleep.
every second they try laying in their cot- it is like signing someone else's death sentence. it is leaving themselves vulnerable to memories meant solely to DISTURB. sometime in the night, after a fit of lying on their stomach, their side, their stomach, their other side, ulysses has abandoned the sooty hearth and trekked towards the edge of camp. a wave of dizziness crested their senses and they met the ground a beat too quickly, no doubt causing the unintended racket that resulted in gale's showing-up.
unreal unearth sentence starters, ALWAYS ACCEPTING
❝ did you stay up all night? ❞ ( amanda & billy )
amanda glanced at the wristwatch that she still wore from time to time. the woman signed, rubbing her face before looking at billy with tiredness all over her features. "yeah, um... it looks like it, huh?" amanda swallowed hard, not super proud of herself at this moment, but at least she was owning her actions. "i did. i stayed up all night, and i'm not even sure why." that was only partially true. she'd been up because her mind would not stop racing. that was the real truth. "can i talk to you about things, billy?" she posed. "that would really help."
@thefinalgxrl
closed starter for @youllalwaysbemyporcelain (Jackson x Cullen)
"Sorry its not you. I don't get a lot of sleep." Cullen sat back into his chair in his office in the capitol building. "What can I do for you? I wasn't aware I had a meeting today."
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closed starter for @strawbrryrush (Martha x Lucanis)
"And what are you doing up at this time?" Lucanis' accent thick as he spoke. He was always up and about, limiting his sleep to intervals instead of many hours at once. The longer he was asleep the higher chance of Spite taking over. He had a cup of coffee in his head. "It has barely gone 4 in the morning. You should be asleep." He smiled at his roommate.
oh you can tell it's late when there's no notes and no ones posting gn folks I just fucked up my sleep schedule again
@conkniving
josette had never looked so unwell out in public. while she appreciated heejin moving in with her, she'd suddenly felt smothered and had just left to walk, with no intention of a destination, just a walk despite her being exhausted. the lack of sleep was causing her to shut down, being unable to process things or react in a logical way. the woman had already felt at an all time low and then this had happened - it was all for nothing and not only did she fail in keeping amelia safe but she felt like she was the reason she was dead. however, once she caught sight of fallon, that changed. "who let you out?" josette wasn't up to date on the happenings, only skimming the news for hints of justice that weren't there. stepping frantically in front of the other, eyes were welling up but with anger. "why did you kill her? she was still young, so why did you kill her?" the woman's voice was getting louder and louder, not caring if she made a scene. "did you hold her down as she bled out?" an injury like that had occurred before she had been face down - why? this couldn't continue, her accosting people in the street with this aggressive energy and a heavy accusation but she couldn't stop herself. she wanted her back.