He’ll Be Alright
hoo boy, i wrote these all mostly to vent, so reading this again, like ten months later, i can see that i wasn’t feeling so great lmfao
Dream woke up at dawn. He blinked slowly, taking in the familiar sight of heavy curtains tightly drawn. His bones shivered, aching from his last fight. Dust swirled thickly in thin rays of sunlight, the beams slipping in through openings in the curtains. Faintly, he could hear the city waking up. The sounds of cars and people grew louder with each passing second. Their energy seemed to drain his.
His body felt heavy as he forced himself to sit up. His phone screen lit up, cutting through the darkness of his room. Yet again, someone was calling. Dream stared at the vibrating device, eyes blank and dull. The phone's vibrations ceased, another notification popping in. 86 missed calls.
He sighed heavily, movements slow as he gradually eased out of bed. Pink slippers dark with stains waited for his feet. Dream didn't bother to get dressed. He shuffled out into the equally dark loft that he called 'home'. More curtains lined the walls, little fragments of sunlight permeating the wooden floor with lines. His bones creaked in protest as he made his way to his kitchen.
Plates were piled high in the sink, the steady drip drip drip of the faucet lulling him further into a zombie-like state. The kitchen was filled with a symphony of tiring sounds. The fridge hummed a low tune as the coffee machine buzzed and began to make a noise like a babbling stream.
The microwave's plate clinked as it spun slowly behind that dotted glass. Dream was lost in his motions, his mind on auto-pilot. As it had been for far too long. Beep! Beep! Bee-! He absently tugged open the microwave, silencing its insistent beeping. Distantly, he wondered if he was annoying someone with these noises.
'Breakfast' was just a biscuit and coffee. Then, like he did every day, Dream wandered back to his room and crawled into bed. His soul felt warm from the coffee, and his mind felt foggy from those strange feelings that were like black holes. They made every other emotion he felt suddenly disappear, making room for itself to grow and fill him with nothingness.
"Dream?" Soft, like he was afraid to wake him. His eyes opened languidly, dazed eyelights scanning the room in search of that familiar voice. Someone's head was poking in from the doorway. He opened his mouth to speak, but his voice was locked away. He hadn't spoken for so long. That person slipped in, face worried and... afraid? Why was he afraid? Dream was harmless, he didn't understand.
"Hey...How do you feel...?" Dream's voice still refused to work, so he lifted his hand to gesture with a thumbs up. He's okay. The person's face warped. "Please.. Please, please don't lie to me." Dream flinched. But he wasn't lying, right? He was just fine! Nothing was wrong..
"C'mon bro. Let's get you up." Wasn't he just confused about something? Brother's face swam in his vision, emotional exhaustion taking over. No. He wasn't confused. He was okay. Nothing was wrong.
Dream looked pitiful, curled on his side with a tight frown in his sleep. That's all he did. Sleep. Nightmare was worried, god, he was so fucking worried. He couldn't remember what Dream sounded like, or what his smile looked like. He never thought that he'd miss it. He never thought that he'd miss his brother like he did now.
Never had it even crossed his mind that Dream could slip so deep into something so dark. The guardian had completely vanished from the multiverse, sending everyone who bothered to care into a wild goose chase. How funny that Nightmare was the one to find him, after two years of searching.
Dream's phone lit up again, this time with a message. Curious, Nightmare drifted over, squinting at the overly bright screen, his brow furrowing at the text. I'm sorry for what I said. Please talk to me.
What? Who... Nightmare's socket narrowed, eyelight darting to his brother's limp form. He hesitated before snatching up the phone and opening the message.
There were only four messages.
8/5>>I hate you
7:41>>Im sorry for what I said
7:41>>Please talk to me
Even as he read, new messages popped up, making his soul twist with anger.
7:42>>I love you I swear I do
7:42>>I didnt mean it
7:42>>I know your reading this
7:43>>your ignoring me arent you
7:43>>dont ignore me
7:44>>you know what fuck you i dont have time for someone like you
Inhaling shaply, Nightmare furiously typed out a response, not caring that it wasn't his business. But he didn't send it. No, Nightmare stopped halfway through, his soul filled with conflicting emotions. He might ruin Dream's relationship with someone. All hesitation flew out the window as the next message popped in.
7:46>>nm shouldve killed you when he had the chance
Clearly, someone was prodding at things they shouldn't. Oh, they knew how to make Dream hurt, it seemed. Nightmare grit his teeth. Some fucker thought they could just harm Dream without consequences. They are very mistaken.
Nightmare could list a few people right off the top of his head that would love to get their hands on this person. He chuckled, taking his own phone out to save the number. He was going to have some fun with this. Someone had hell to pay.
He glanced at Dream's still form. But first, he had a brother to take care of.
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For the WIP Ask Game :)
🗣️ 🤔 ☀️ 🎬 🎲
(or, if you've already answered any of these or have something you'd love to share that i didn't mention, ease consider this 🎉 as a wildcard to choose your own!)
Edu thank you!!! I always almost default yo calling you punk and i have to catch myself bc i dont know if thatd be insulting or not shcbdjdn
🗣 Share your favorite dialogue exchange.
^-^ one of my favorites because Roman deserves comfort:
“Wait you thought- honey. You know someone can offer to do things for you without it being sexual right? That i can offer to wash your hair and back because you looked exhausted and drained and i don't want you to hurt lifting your arms above your head?”
Roman fidgeted before looking up at him carefully. “Um...no?”
Janus’ gaze softened as he put his hands up. “I'm offering no strings attached. I just want to make you feel a bit better, that's all. You can still say no, but i want you to realize that I'm definitely not just trying to get into your pants.”
🤔 Share a line where a character makes a decision.
Very out of context spoiler for the big bang I’m working on:
Remus looked over at where Logan was sleeping peacefully, for the first time in what Remus knew was a while. Ghosts, he supposed, weren’t like what you heard about in those stupid shows they used to laugh at. There was real pain there, a sorrow so deep he ached at the mere thought of it. There was no getting exorcised, no spells to recite or herbs to cleanse. There was just him. That’s all it had been for a long time now.
Setting his jaw, Remus stood up and made his way towards the bed.
☀️ Share a line with figurative language.
Here kinda? I couldn’t find a better example I have- a lot of stuff. Taken from The Dragon’s Tome a wip I haven’t really talked about but that I really like:
It only took a second of searching before his eyes snapped open, fists balled as he took a deep breath as an initial wave of upset threatened to knock him off his feet. There was an explanation for this. There would have to be.
His alarm system, put in place and undisturbed for years now, had been shut off.
🎬 Share the last line you’ve written.
From a collab I’m working on featuring Roman:
Twirling as he grabbed everything up he couldn’t help but smile wider in the mirror, squaring his shoulders and lifting his head with the confidence that had been imbued in him all his life.
Best foot forward indeed.
🎲 Using a method of your choosing, share a randomly-selected line.
Alright, I just closed my eyes and tapped around a bit until I had a wip selected and picked something that wasn’t shorthanded summary:
“Well- even if I can’t make you happy- or get you to laugh or smile when you need it- I’d still like to be here to support you in your sadness. I love you very much Patton, and that statement isn’t compromised if you’re depressed.” (Logan)
Using the wild card bc I found this gem searching through docs and heckin had to. Another one from The Dragon’s Tome:
“Name one time I’ve gotten distracted during an important heist!” (Roman is speaking)
“How many heists do you want me to believe you’ve gone on Baby Ride Along?” (Virgil)
“I’m the one that came up with this plan and how dare you insult me with Baby Driver- I’m not nearly straight enough to watch that!”
Snorting loudly, Virgil pushed past him and turned the knob, taking a breath before pushing the door open and peeking around to the inside. His eyes widened as he stepped fully inside, taking it all in in shock- had it been this way the last time he was here?
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