the insomnia meme ;

[broski]

the i n s o m n i a meme
It happens to everyone - sometimes, you have nights where you just can't fall asleep, no matter what you do. It could be for a number of reasons, or no reason at all. And this is what's happened now: you've been laying in bed for what feels like hours, just tossing and turning, and nothing seems to help. So what's left to do? Get out of bed and go wake someone else up, of course. If you're not getting any sleep, then why should they?


i n s t r u c t i o n s
• Post with your character (note the name and fandom in the subject).
• Other people reply to you by generating a number from 1 to 10.
• Have fun!


o p t i o n s

01 • FEAR.

Maybe you're hearing strange, indeterminable noises; maybe there's a severe storm happening outside; maybe you watched a scary movie before bed? Whatever the reason, you're terrified and it's keeping you awake. You just want to wake someone else up so they can protect you from the monster in your closet.

02 • HUNGER.

Your stomach is growling and it just won't stop. Or perhaps your throat is so dry you could cough up a tumbleweed? Well, you've gone to the kitchen to remedy this and hey, that was a pan that just dropped on the floor. It was loud enough to wake the dead! Oops.

03 • PAIN.

Your body is completely worn out, be it from exercise, battle, sickness, or what have you. Either way you're in enough pain to keep you from sleeping, so maybe someone else has a home remedy or something, or can at least help you take your mind off of it.

04 • SOLITUDE.

For some reason, your bed just feels so empty at the moment. You're feeling terribly lonely and really just want someone to keep you company for a while. Maybe it'd be easier to fall asleep if you're with them...

05 • DISCOMFORT.

Your room is an oven. Either that or a freezer. Or maybe this bed is just really uncomfortable? Who knows why you can't get to sleep, it feels like it could be anything. Why even bother trying? Maybe someone else can preoccupy you until you feel tired enough to ignore your discomfort.

06 • PENSIVE.

Something's on your mind, and no matter how hard you try to focus elsewhere, it's just not going to work. Your body may be tired, but your mind is incredibly busy and it's virtually impossible to get to sleep. Surely, talking it out with someone else will help?

07 • SADNESS.

Something terrible has happened that day, perhaps; or you could just be severely depressed. Either way you're trying your hardest not to cry yourself to sleep, and it's not working at all. Better find a way to get it out of your system somehow; you need a shoulder to cry on.

08 • ANGER.

You are just... fuming. Who knows why - that annoying dog is barking again, or maybe the people next door are getting busy and keeping you awake. Whatever the reason for your ire is, you'd better put an end to it so you can get some damn rest already! Go wake up a friend so you can complain to them.

09 • RESTLESS.

You're far too energetic to sleep right now. Maybe you're just trying to do so out of necessity - you have to be up early tomorrow! But you just don't think you'll be able to fall asleep for a while now, so why waste the time trying to sleep when you could be doing something else? Namely bothering someone else - you're totally jealous because they're getting more sleep than you.

10 • WILDCARD.

Choose one of the options above, or make up your own scenario.

Comments

Erica Reyes - Teen Wolf

[anticonvulsant]

1 aus the shit outta this

[unused]

[ They've been on the run for what feels like forever, feet slapping down on twigs and stones, hearts practically bouncing out of their chests. Boyd hasn't tried to talk as often as he normally would - more so focused on surviving than idle conversation. But tonight is one of the nights they were lucky and found a reasonably safe place to say, tucked away in some cave, elevated high enough to give them some prep time to hightail out of there should their safety be compromised.

They're lying beside each other on the ground. Boyd draped his jacket over Erica - even if she fought, he just kept putting it back until she gave up. There's a subtle sort of coolness in the night air, and despite his tiredness and droopy eyes, he can't seem to fall asleep - too scared of what might happen in the real world, when he drifts off into sleep. ]

You still up?

stiles stilinski ✖ teen wolf

[hypercompetent]

7 spoils for 3x06 idk if you've seen it (troll)

[exercise]

[ It hasn't been easy.

The phrase keeps repeating itself in Scott's head, like it's some sort of an excuse for pushing all his friends away, for holing up in his room for the past week. He hasn't left, with the exception of food and the bathroom. He hasn't been to school, or anywhere other than his room. To be honest, he still hasn't left the motel they abandoned all those nights ago - his heart was still there, mind, soul...

It hasn't been easy. It's been painful and horrible and the image of Stiles' face - Stiles' crying face - keeps Scott up at night. It hurts him something awful. His best friend - brother - nearly died for (with?) him, and he doesn't even have the balls to go and thank him, or call him stupid, or something. He doesn't have the balls to face him. He can't even imagine looking him in the eyes after all this time, and this awkward silence between them.

It hasn't been easy. It hasn't been easy and it's not going to get any easier - because Scott still tried to kill himself, and whether that was the motel talking or something deep within him coming free, it still happened. And there was nothing Scott could do to change that - and this is Stiles we're talking about. How long could he stand not talking about it, before it got to be too late? Before their relationship was permanently damaged? Was waiting really worth the risk?

Hopefully it isn't too late today - because Scott's knuckles hover over Stiles' door for a second, before he lets them loose, knocking twice. ]

allison argent ⇏ teen wolf

[driven]

4!

[exercise]

[ Even if they're not together, they're still friends, aren't they?

And Scott can kind of use a friend right now, after everything that's happened. Nights without Allison are rough, but lately the nights have gotten harder, more lonesome, and day in and day out Scott feels like he's more or less isolated in the entire world. He needs someone - and it feels pitiful for him to say, because he's supposed to be a fearless leader and not some weak little puppy - but it's true.

He needs Allison.

So he shows up at her window an hour before midnight, knuckles tapping on her glass lightly. He doesn't expect her to be okay with this, but he just needs to see her for a second, and then maybe he'll be okay for another hour. ]

Enjolras / Les Miserables

[worldabouttodawn]

[Modern or canon!]

[jondrette]

[The night was dark and one could assume, full of terrors. These terrors generally came in the form of the creatures of the underworld. And such terror was roaming the streets of Paris now, so late in the evening that it could be called morning. In her fist she clenched a bottle, mostly empty, and she swayed as she walked, as wine was all she'd had in her stomach for what felt like days. As she walked, oblivious to those around her, if anyone even was, she sang, her voice hoarse and ugly, though, had she lived a different life, could easily have become pretty. Her voice altered from barely a whisper to loud without any sense at all.]

Epargnez ces tristes victimes,
A regret s'armant contre nous.
Mais ces despotes sanguinaires,
Mais ces complices de Bouillé,
Tous ces tigres qui, sans pitié,
Déchirent le sein de leur mère!

Lily Evans | Harry Potter | OTA

[hopeyouchoke]

9!

[furryproblem]

[Remus isn't unused to wandering down into the common room at three in the morning: he's a chronic insomniac, especially during the moon's waxing. But tonight, as he pads down to the common room with a book clutched in his hands, he spots an unusual shape in a chair near the fire's cooling embers.]

Er - Lily? Are you asleep?

[He speaks in a whisper, of course, in case his classmate has answered the call of the circadian rhythm and dozed off.]

Jeff Winger | Community | OTA

[bamboozled]

Jackson Whittemore | Teen Wolf

[adoptalizard]

all of the above

[idly]

[ It's no secret that Lydia's mind isn't exactly the best place to be right now. Her brain's complete scrambled eggs thanks to Peter Hale, and that's to say nothing of the drama of Jackson dying. Twice. And coming back each time. Also not to mention Jackson is leaving with the summer, and every moment she's not with him, she's pining for his presence like a little child. It's just layer on top of layer on top of layer of bad things for Lydia, and she half wants to throw herself a pity party, and half wants to ignore the problem altogether.

She's lost and lonely and scared and broken, and Lydia just wants something good to happen for once. That drive leads her outside Jackson's house late at night and - she has the key, but she won't use it, in fear that he might push her away.

Instead, she fires off a quick text. ]

are you up?
i'm outside.

Five | OC | OTA

[deserterbynature]

[OOC :Slash for anything relationship-like. Also considering he's an OC maybe the excuse for being able to wake up someone else is that he's in a motel/hotel something like that?]

james potter || hp marauder era

[heorot]

9!

[lilys]

[ One of the perks (or drawbacks) of being Head Girl was undoubtedly the nightly patrol duties, and depending on the mood she was in, Lily Evans either enjoyed a quiet walk around the grounds, a few moments alone in the quiet to clear her head and have some time for herself- or she loathed it, tired from a day filled with an impressive load of classes, fingers cramped from writing too many essays and overpracticing spells.

On those nights, she was a bit firmer with the brave students who dared to sneak around the halls, taking points more swiftly and with no amusement as she sent embarrassed, caught-mid-snog fourth years back to their beds. Not that she had ever done that before she was a prefect, no sir, never.

Tonight, however, the halls are blissfully empty, and instead of making a loop back around to Gryffindor Tower, she makes her way down to the kitchens for a glass of late night pumpkin juice, friendly enough with the house elves by now, hopped up on a countertop and having a chat with one, grateful for the idle conversation. ]

lydia martin ♥ teen wolf

[sixtypercent]

9 bet you don't know who this is ohhhhh

[binned]

[ A bottle of Adderall, at least twenty-five cups of coffee, and a couple cans of Red Bull can actually do a lot to keep you up, imagine that.

But Stiles doesn't have time for rest - not right now, not when there's some sort of crazy murderer on the loose. Not when all his werewolf buddies have gone down in the dumps for almost killing themselves a couple night ago. And he definitely doesn't have time to sleep when Lydia - his dream girl and, very recently, friend - might be behind it all.

He's wide awake, eyes glued on his computer screen, while Lydia works on reading articles on his bed. Lydia on his bed might have felt like a dream come true a couple months ago, but right now it just feels like what's normal - and he definitely doesn't have time to be thinking about all that when he could be saving her, right.

He spins in his swivel chair, to face her. ]

Toss me another Red Bull. I'm running low on juice.

Tony Stark | MCU

[manofiron]

[ All options okay! ]

Re: Tony Stark | MCU

[cheeseburgermarvel]

[ooc: How do you feel about threading with not-yet-MCU-but-soon-we-hope Marvel characters?]

Usnavi / In the Heights

[justastreetlight]

Nancy Holbrook | A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010) | ota

[microsleep]

Hector Barbossa ☠ Pirates of the Caribbean ☠ OTA

[justguidelines]

mixed bag :P

[bootycalling]

Anyone who said the motion of a boat was soothing and made it easy to sleep, had clearly never been trapped on one full of undead....things posing as human beings. Elizabeth hadn't left the room since she'd stepped foot outside in the moonlight and she'd ended up spending most of the night pacing.

The idea of a curse was hard to ignore when it was right in front of her face but that didn't make her situation any less difficult. Not to mention she was certain if they found out the truth behind her lies, her life would be as worthless as the food on the table from when she'd been eating earlier.

She'd thrown that up too, although luckily she'd managed to do it with minimal mess to the actual cabin, although the smell was starting to get to her but she'd be damned if she'd step foot out there until it was daylight at least.

❝ｊｏｈｎ ｈａｒｒｉｓｏｎ ❞ → STAR TREK 「reboot」

[retributive]

( can do AUs as necessary. )

[stardartagnan]

[To be entirely honest, Sulu had no idea why his feet had taken him here of all places. Standing in front of John Harrison. Replaying a conversation of which he'd been less than half of. But here he was, unable to sleep until he sorted this out.]

Jaime Lannister ♘ A Song of Ice and Fire

[goldtouch]

Justin Hammer | MCU

[therealgenius]

Vex - Lost Girl

[vexappeal]

grantaire || les mis [canon or modern] || ota

[pessimiste]

derek hale | teen wolf

[physique]

5.

[babywolf]

[ She asked for an Alpha, she asked for a Hale. And this is what she got.

Not that she's not happy to see her brother again - believe her, she is - but he's different from before, obviously. They all are. You don't walk away from losing essentially your entire family without a few marks, a few eternal scars. But it's different with Derek. He blames himself.

And that's all well and fine, but he shouldn't have to torture Cora too. This heat is near unbearable - stupid Derek is living in a world where fans don't exist. ]

Derek. [ There's a knock on his door, late at night. And his sister, standing in the doorway, sweat lining her forehead and arms and basically any skin that's showing. ]

It's too hot. Get an air conditioner.

allison argent | teen wolf

[daggers]

5&6.

[idly]

[ The bus isn't the most comfortable place to sleep, but comfort isn't exactly what Lydia is thinking about. Sleep isn't what she's thinking about either. Scott nearly committing suicide, however, is. And Boyd and Ethan and Isaac. And then there's what Stiles said to her and --

She's not okay. She very, very far from okay, and the sound of people committing suicide keeps playing over and over and over again in her head, like a broken record. The lovers' exchange of words. The shock of the pulled trigger. The mother cursing at her child for crying. The baby splashing as it fell underwater. Rinse, wash, repeat. ]

Allison. [ There's a tug at her friend's jacket beside her, Lydia's fingers pulling her enough to wake her, but not enough to hurt her. ] Allison get up.

scott mccall | teen wolf

[wolfsbaned]

7.

[shiner]

[ It's kind of a natural reaction by now - to come into Scott's room in the dead of night after waking up in a layer of sweat, having another nightmare about his father, or about drowning, or fire, or something else that scares him.

Tonight is much the same, and Isaac peels himself off the couch in the living room, finding his way up the stairs, and letting himself into Scott's room without so much as a knock. He doesn't like admitting that he needs Scott - so he just doesn't, he pretends this is normal for people to do, like this is how friends act.

Padding lightly on the ground, Isaac takes a spot beside Scott's bed. ]

I saw him.

Joan Watson | Elementary

[formersurgeon]

Éponine Thénardier | Les Misérables

[jondrette]

[Modern AU flavor avaliable]

7 + 1

[bonapartes]

[ there's something heavy that coils in his lungs, constricts his chest, and makes his breathing labored enough to wake the girl peacefully sleeping beside him. her dark hair is fanned out on her pillow, and she's curled into herself, breathing steadily, and he doesn't want to wake her-- there's no need to interrupt her much needed sleep ( she always looks tired, he thinks, dark circles like violets under her eyes ).

should she wake, there's no way he could possibly explain away the moisture gathering at the corners of his eyes, and the tears that are threatening to fall at any moment.

slowly as not to disturb eponine, he sits up, arms around his knees and head bowed. distantly, he's aware his shoulders are shaking, and if he doesn't calm himself soon she's going to wake up and it's going to be his fault--

and he knows she would forgive him for it. when awake she looks at him with something like devotion, and he's painfully aware he doesn't deserve it.

they tip-toe around her living situation, he catalogs every new bruise on her small form, and does nothing about it. he is a reedy threadbare college student, who translates german text for a living, and there is nothing he can do to help her.

where she doesn't cry ( she is too stubborn to do so, it's something admirable in his eyes ) he does and the shame spurns the welling tears in his eyes to fall, the sound of them hitting the sheets overly loud in the night silence. ]

rosalina nurumi | original character | ota

[kissfromarose]