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it is slowly getting brighter outside.
the horror clawing at me as my eyes snap open,
terrified of images that are intangible
and cannot harm me any longer.
it is slowly getting brighter outside.
I had this weird creepy dream.
Apparently there was a murder in our house, that somehow became the shape of a square but the middle was empty. The women in our house stayed in the higher floors while I stayed down investigating with my brothers and cousins while my father was talking with I don't know.... probably the authorities...? What's weird is my uncle was skiing relaxed with it qnd was recording and smiling normally.
Anyways that's not the creepy part. The creepy one is that when I poked my head through one of the doors that lead to the middle of the empty square it looked like a no man land. Though I saw 3 dead bulls laying on their stomachs as if they're sitting though they were clearly dead as the top of there back and down was eaten. Weird part the corners of the bull wasn't eaten and the blood haven't spilled so it was like tube full of blood. Now one of the creepy things in the dream, if you wanna call it that, is that there's a dear or a goat , I don't know I didn't go that close to see, was alive and swimming inside the bull whixh is all bloody. I didn't dare get closer and quickly stepped back as whatever that thing was giving a very off vibes.
Wait, I am not done yet. Stepping back I accidentally walked back into someone. I turned around and it was my mom holding alot of pens, they were for some reason black?, and my sketch book. I looked around and found the woman of my family came down. My mom asked me if I wanna draw something, but I shook my head and told her I need to help the boys.
Now for the very creepy part. She dropped the pens and the sketch books and along with that friendly smile of hers and looked at me dead in the eye's and told me in a very serious and deep voice " let the murder be". Though her eye's weren't the usual warm brown happy eye's, they were very black and void of any emotion, which crept the fuck out of me and I woke up panting.
Wait wait wait, there's still more. I drank water and went to check the time, and guess what ? It was 3:33 fucking in the morning. That was all that needed for me to panic and turn the lights on as everything became overhelming.
Nightmares With a Side of Comfort
Katniss Everdeen x GN!reader
Warnings: swearing (only once), mentions of killing, and death, fluff?, angst if you squint, (I think that’s it?), first fic, comfort
Summary: Katniss awakes from yet another nightmare about the upcoming 75th quarter quell Hunger Games to you, another victor, who just so happens to have attraction to Katniss, who comforts her and grounds her back to the world around her. Maybe you’re not as bad as she thinks.
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Keep running.
That’s all Katniss could think about while being chased by Cato and his posse, including Peeta. If she stopped now she would’ve fallen victim to them, becoming prey to the predator. Her heart was beating in her chest,
‘Katniss..’
She heard them call her name but she didn’t listen. Her panic continued to rise,
‘Katniss..!’
The sound of her name being called became louder, and louder. It didn’t sound like it was coming from behind her any more, but instead, all around her. ‘Where was it coming from?’
’Katniss!’
Katniss jolted up right, her eyes blinking rapidly, still adjusting to her surroundings. Everything looked how she left it, except there was something different. You, (Y/N) (L/N), victor of District 5, leaning over her, sitting on the edge of her bed, with your hands on her shoulders and your face displaying a worried expression. ‘Why were you here? Were you worried for her?’, she thought. Her voice, hoarse and raspy from just waking up, a bead of sweat sliding down her forehead from the previous nightmare, she couldn’t help but ask. “Why are you here?”, she asked.
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You sat in the unfamiliar bed, spread out on your back, looking up at the ceiling. You checked the clock for the 7th time in the past 30 minutes. 1:18 AM. You couldn’t sleep. You’re were too distracted from your thoughts of Katniss, and the 75th quarter quell, that your name just had to be drawn for. And it wasn’t helping that you weren’t in your own space. Not to mention, no one’s attempts to stop the games had worked so far, and you knew none of them would. In a little less than 48 hours, the 24 victors names drawn from the 12 districts would have to fight to the death. Again. Even though you’ve already won, you had to come back and do it all again. You knew you probably weren’t going to survive it this time, since you barely survived your own game years back. Your mind went back to Katniss. You’ve shamed yourself for having any feelings towards her, knowing she’s Peetas. You hated how you were plagued with the concerns of her safety during the upcoming quarter quell. You knew she was strong and didn’t need a protecter, knowing that Peeta would take that position anyhow. Damn this silly crush.
In fact, you were most likely going to be taken out by your own district partner. Hence, leaving you in your situation of having to sleep in Distract 12’s extra room, which was connected to the other victors from 12’s rooms. You see, the other victor from District 5, tried to go ahead and kill you at dinner with a steak knife, having snapped at the current situation with strong emotions towards the quarter quell. Now that you think about it, maybe that was another attempt to stop the games. But they decided to separate you both until the actual game, like trying to delay your time of death so they can wait to enjoy it on their flat screen. Sick people they are. You were pulled from your thoughts by the sound of thrashing and heavy breathing coming from one of the other rooms. Small groans and whimpers could be heard as well.
You, being curious, decided to check on whoever it was. You left the room you were staying in and listened to where the sound was coming from. You walked to the entrance of the room that was emitting the strange noises, your hand slowly twisting the handle. Peaking in, you see Katniss, thrashing on her bed, and soaked in sweat. You were going to leave but something in you was pulling in, urging you to do something. You couldn’t just leave her there, suffering. Besides, it’s not like your feelings towards her would have let you do that anyway. Having nightmares of your own before, you felt a need to comfort her. Walking over to the side of her bed, you start to slowly shake her, picking up the speed after she doesn’t wake up, and calling her name as you continue your attempts to wake her.
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You explained everything, keeping a hand on her shoulder, as a way of grounding her. “But why would you do that for me?”, Katniss asked, looking for a clearer reason. “I guess I understood what you were going through. When I saw you laying there, I had the urge to help you. Would you rather me walk away and leave you to your nightmare?”, you said, a small smile covering your face, with a hint of smugness in your tone. With a swift shake of her head, Katniss adjusted her position in her bed, fully sitting up now, while forcing her lips to not turn upward at your comment.
The tension in the air was thick, yet you couldn’t understand why. You could feel it, and you knew she could as well. Feeling awkward, you give her one last reassuring squeeze on the shoulder and get up, walking back to the entrance of her room, Katniss’s eyes watching you with every step you took. Putting your hand on the door knob, you turn around, a sleepy smile on your face, and you say, “Goodnight Katniss. Sleep well.” With her eyes already on you, her own lips curl into a small smile, finding yours contagious. “You too, (Y/N).”, she replies. You turn around stepping out of the room about to close the door. “Wait, (Y/N)!”, Katniss calls out. You turn around once again facing her, your hand still on the door knob. “Yeah?”
“Thank you.. You know, for waking me up.”
“Of course.” You mumble something under your breath, after she lays back down, waiting to fall back asleep.
“anything for you.”
How come almost every one has had that nightmare were they are being watch by a staticy shadow with a solid form whose eyes are pure white? Some times you are in a plesent dream and see it in the back round staring at you and other times you know you are asleep and have your eyes closed as it walks into your room, sits on your bed, and then slowly reaches out to grab your face. No matter how you see it, you always wake from the fear of those eyes watching you.
A little frightening and at the same time stately. Such is the King of Nightmares.
So I just had a dream where I got hurt or something and I was about to go to the hospital but they couldn’t figure out what was wrong with me so I went to this weird little shop where they have medical records in the basement and one thing led to another and Owen Hunt from Greys Anatomy was chasing me and idk who else but Ik I was people and was trying to kill us so we managed to look the door on him and made it to this tricycle that was in the parking lot and got away...
CHILLS……
Elfebruary Day 2: Corruption
“..But today she sees the world through the wrathful red.”
I guess Void and Nightmare just don’t mix well together. Spent 2 hours on this and don’t really like the result, but oh well, at least I did something.
Waaaa que bonito dibujas
Comic expressing some of my Kirby universe headcanons (Part 1)
Some old doodles. The first one was a nightmare I had at the CDMX airport. Kinda shitty my camara but it can't be helped 😔✌🏿
I love making original animation memes 🥸✨
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dreamtale belongs to @jokublog
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Francisco de Goya, El sueño de la razón produce monstruos (The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters), 1799.
”Mom.” (pokémon journeys)
Summary; Camille, Goh's mother, gets woken up by a scream at night. It turns out her son had a nightmare.
The apartment was a quiet place, they had neighbors, after all. So hearing screams was not normal. Especially hearing her son, Goh, scream. He was a quiet kid.
So, she was confused when that scream woke her up from her slumber.
She looked out the small windows and saw that it was still night. She had a late shift at work, some old couple, so she needed her sleep, her husband did too.
But she dusted off dust from her sleeping gown and got up. She let her husband sleep, leaving the lights off.
She walked through the living room, searching for the location of the scream. While looking, she also heard shuddered breaths, filled with cries.
Soon enough, she had searched almost the whole apartment, except her son's room.
Now that she thought about it, the scream sounded like Goh's voice...
But her son was asleep, wasn't he?
As she got closer to Goh's room, the shuddered breaths got louder.
She slowly opened the door, and inside she saw Goh, sitting up, with tears running down his eyes.
She put on a little light and went over to him, hugging him tightly.
”Goh, sweetheart,” she started off softly. ”What's wrong? Why aren't you asleep?”
Goh cried, wiped his nose, and leaned against her.
”Mom,” cried Goh. ”I-I had a nightmare.”
Nightmares could be tough, she knew that.
Goh cried louder, and she just hugged him tighter, then sitting down on the bed with him.
”My sweet baby,” said Camille, and Goh blushed from embarrassment at being called a baby. ”What happened in your nightmare?”
She called him her baby sometimes because that's what he was, he may already be a pokémon trainer, but he was still young. It simply didn't matter that he had gone through a lot alone.
Her work, after all.
But Goh had turned out amazing, and the fact that she worked a lot didn't change that. He had been alone for so long, so she was gonna give him some love. It's what he deserved.
”My old bullies were in it,” answered Goh. ”And it got me thinking about how I don't deserve Ash.”
Ash, her son's crush...
She brushed her son's locks, especially his red highlight.
”Of course, you deserve Ash, baby. Those bullies are wrong,” said Camille. “okay?”
(A while later)
Her son's soft snores were heard and she tucked him in, kissing him on the forehead.
She then left and went to her bed again.
And as she was laying down, she wondered how she couldn't realize that her own kid wasn't okay.
Experts say dreams are your brain reflecting on reality while you’re sleeping. So it’s official: My life is a nightmare! Come gaze upon the aquarium being destroyed by a peacock mantis shrimp!
it’s three-thirty in the morning, that’s a bad time to talk about should-haves and would-haves - needful things
and he sat at the oncologist waiting room as life dimmed outside
My dream about Natasha
I just has a nightmare where I and f-ing Natasha romanov where in a Hydra base but it was actually my house and we broke into the basement which was a big round room with a shaft as big as the door from coraline. Anyway a hydra with only one head (well get back to that) came out ,we ran through the door,it apparently was connected with a ever bigger round room (we are in the middle) and there's blood, a door is on one side and a platform above a scientist sees us and starts her monolog before calling a hydra with two heads ,we of course think oh fuck but then she says something like "hahaha if you think that's bad you won't enjoy the next part " and from the middle the first one headed Hydra comes before fusing with the other .We run through the door and it looks like a medieval European castle, then we split she distracted the hydra by running away and into a bathroom where she cuts herself and leaves blood to get it to smell her ig ,after that she does the same on walls and all on her way out .It apparently worked as I was not followed, I also spreed some of my blood on our walls ( in my granny's living room she would actually kill me if that happened in real life ) and ran into the garden but the scientist followed me and called the hydra befor asking me if I knew I came from a line of witches that existed since 1200 I said yes ,she the told me that the hydra was trained to kill me ,this is because on the 14th birthday these witches got beheaded and there blood was gathered to train the hydra and make it easy to assainate a person by bringing them into contact with the blood by order of the royals. She then asked how old I am now and I said 26 idk and she just pointed out that the shaking ground is the hydra braking through soon and left .Natasha then came running to me and I now in my car opened the door for her but she pointed behind and I realized the gate wasn't open, I threw her the car keys and ran to open the gate she drove out I got in and we drove away holding hands . The hydra still has my blood trace though... .. and I woke up .Now I'm scared of our basement great :(
Thanks, I’m crying now Q_Q
Another of Lea nightmares… Sorry it’s such a mess and really inconsistent. Couple of things to clarify just in case: 1. Saïx is snapping Lea’s wrist, which wakes him up from his nightmare. That’s why he also checks it. I didn’t do a very good job conveying he was gripping it very hard. 2. I’m imagining Sora comes to Yen Sid’s tower every once in a while to check on the Keyblade boot camp party, so he’s just sleeping over in the same room (not the same bed, I was too lazy to draw Sora getting out of his own bed) as Lea because I wanted that. 3. Idk why Lea has bed hair and Sora doesn’t.
Uh......i just don't know what to say about this
"Hold fast to dreams for if dreams go life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly..."
my forever nightmare 💔💔💔
“My arm!” he looks in shock
Nandu & Co go on a tour to Camp Cramp
Nandu, in his younger days, used to travel with his friends. On one of his winter trips, he visited Mysore. Mysore is a cool place and in the winter its even cooler (esp. to us southerners). This trip was an overnight trip, Nandu and his friends did some sight-seeing and came back to the lodge they were staying at for the night and started talking and playing cards after dinner.
Nandu had a habit of placing his arm over the chair when holding cards, as the night grew darker, the room became chilled (the room didn’t have any heating as for Mysoreans it was normal, they didn’t think it was cold enough for a heater). Nandu wrapped a shirt around him without removing his hand that was over the chair and continued playing. As it passed midnight, he started dozing off, his hand was still over the chair, sleepily he buttoned his shirt and dozed off right on the chair!
Around 3 at night he half wakes from his slumber, only to realise that one of his arm had gone missing! He tries to get up from his chair, but he can’t! He can’t feel his left arm at all, he tries to move his right hand over his left shoulder trying to see where the arm went and all he found was the empty sleeve of his shirt!
Terrified he starts yelling at his friends that his left arm has disappeared and slowly one by one they wake up. They too try to see what has happened and are shocked to see that his shirt sleeve is empty! They try to get him to move to the bed but even if 2 people tried to lift him, he’s kind of stuck to the chair! Nandu then panicked and began crying that someone stole his arm.
Scared and confused, some of his friends ran down to get the lodge manager for some advice. Then Nandu slowly got the feeling back in his left arm, he realised that as he wrapped and buttoned his shirt before dozing off, he forgot to put his left arm through the sleeve and in that cold night, his hand cramped and he couldn’t feel it!
Realising what had happened, his friends roared with laughter and the panicked manager was annoyed at being woken up at that time, but he couldn’t stay annoyed as he heard the story and went back laughing.
After the trip Nandu & co came back, but his friends never stopped teasing him about this incident for a long, long time.
When dreams become a reality! Falling 25,000 feet with NO parachute!
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some days back, good omens 3 was released and i watched it. i felt a sinking despair cuz the vibes were off. crowley was not behaving well and fumbling nonstop, aziraphale was being openly very clingy and out of character and the entire show was about their love, and the movie forgot about the entire non-romantic plot of the show and i was reeally confused and at last, i was glad to wake up cuz it was a fucking nightmare.
Silly Post!
Y/N(Your nightmare) and Y/N! (From Your Boyfriend game)!
Y/N aka known as Tiktok's/Anime tok's worst nightmare yet hilarious thing, belongs to @weeweepiss on Tiktok and YouTube!
Here's her account below! 👇
Idk why I drew this but it's just a silly idea that popped up in my head, haha ;v;.
Should I draw more interactions between Y/N and YN(Your Nightmare)??? Lol??? ;3;