[castiiian]

possible res <3 so cute

[MoonlightTabby]

username:
MoonlightTabby

kalon name:
Tsuki

what do they do when they can't sleep [700 word limit]:
Tsuki woke up with a start. Her nightmares kept her awake again. She quietly tried to get out of bed, but instead fell on the floor. Tsuki knew she was tired, but still, she didn't bother trying to sleep again. All that would bring her is more fear and discomfort.
As she looked outside, the stars were shining brightly as ever. In the distance, she could see the forest near her home.
She pulled herself away from the window and headed for the door. Once she opened it, the wind stung her face. It was cold tonight, but that wouldn't stop her.
She slipped out and started making her way towards the forest. It wasn't too far of a walk, and nobody was out to stop her from going at this hour. As she would walk, she found herself looking back up at the stars. They always did fascinate her, and it was the perfect hour to stargaze.
Once Tsuki entered the forest, she heard the sounds of a few animals as she walked by. They were nice too, of course. But not what she was here for.
Eventually, she stopped. She quietly laid down onto the grass, and looked up at the sky. What she saw was not only the trees, but hundreds of stars, providing light in the darkness. She loved the stars, and used them as a way to calm herself when she was having nightmares. She simply watched, the night was still cold all the way through, but with how hard she had focused on the sky, it was hard for her to notice.
As the sun started to rise, she head back home. She might not have gotten any sleep, but the stars were still worth it to her.
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[kolyakun]

username: kolyakun
kalon name: Beau
what do they do when they can't sleep [700 word limit]:

The world is aquiver.
Shaking. Blurring at the edges.
Beau can’t tell up from down.
Unsure if he’s breathing.
A claustrophobic, blinding light ensnares the universe.
Beau chokes and is pulled apart, slowly exploding from the inside out…
The pain is unbearable, building, building, building --!
A scream rips from his chest.
Quickly, shadow falls, washing away the blinding sharpness of the sky.
A moment of silence. Then everything shatters.

A smooth, mellifluous music flows gently through the glass.
The mirrored edge of the world has broken into a million pieces, too thick to ever see through, but still the music comes.
Relief floods his existence.
The dulcet golden melody washes over everything, leaving a sort of glow in its wake. Honeyed, sweetly mellow, liquid, rich, smooth, euphonious. Slowly, slowly-slowly, Beau emerges.
This feeling, he can’t capture it with words.

He’s left longing for a place that never was, a sudden realization.
Never.
Always.
Alone in the vanishing mist of harmony, Beau begins to cry.

---

Beau sat up, gasping for air and shaking in his own skin. The nightmares had started again, he knew that they’d come back, they always did. Tears burned at his eyes as Beau frantically pawed around his end table for his wand. Once he managed to get a grip on the enchanted item, he carefully slid off the bed, not wanting to wake anyone else up in the academy. Beau knelt down and reached under his bed, grabbing an old spellbook. The cover was dark, the words were fading, but anyone could tell it was a spellbook of black magic. Each page covered from front to back with different spells that could manipulate distort. Beau carefully opened the book, pages yellow and warping with age. He flipped to the page he had bookmarked. It was titled “Somnium”, latin for dream. The page was scattered in messy handwriting, barely readable, even for him, but he managed to find the dream manipulation spell regardlessly. Beau had used it often enough to know where it was located. It was the only way he could sleep soundly, and he accepted any risk that came with it. He stroked the page softly and retreated back to his bed. When he was comfortable, he held the wand up, twirling it in a specific motion and closed his eyes. As he began to recite the page in the foreign tongue, the tip of the wand began to glow a faint purple.

As beau continued, the purple light began to grow in intensity, it’s light filling the room with a tender peacefulness. The tears on Beau’s face slowly faded, and his motions grew sloppy as he became drowsy. The effects of the nightmares subsided, and soon Beau was abe to collapse onto his pillow, more exhausted than before. He knew the nightmares would come back to haunt him again soon, but even a little escape was enough for him.
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[AboveAspen]

username: AboveAspen
kalon name:
what do they do when they can't sleep [700 word limit]:
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I love me a sleepy man

[rubixilam]

username: rubixilam
kalon name: tbd
what do they do when they can't sleep [700 word limit]: listen to fav slower songs, warm honey milk, chill w/fav shows or whatever on low volume. doesn't really watch when they put em on, just listens to familiarity; cranks up AC makes it COLD,
one art extra [optional]: ohhhh yeah curly babe

[Cape.Corvid]

username: Cape.Corvid
kalon name:
what do they do when they can't sleep [700 word limit]:
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Mark!

[Lies With Needs]

*slams a res down onto the table, screaming*

[felina]

mark

[SilentMelody]

username: silentmelody | | kalon name: lily

the fluffy kalon trembles slightly in bed, holding their sides and breathing hard.
frantically, they glance around and whimper when they can't find what
they're searching for. "ellie? ellie, where are you?" lily calls out.

trying to shake away the memory of their nightmare, they slip out of bed
and explore the apartment on shaky legs. where could she be? the kalon
wonders. they start throwing cushions off of couches and searching under
them, only finding crumbs and dust bunnies.

abruptly, lily catches a dark glimpse out of the corner of their eye. they
squeak and shield their face, but it's only just what they're looking for.
"ellie! there you are. i was so worried," they coo.

"i wouldn't be able to sleep without you," they continue on as they swoop
the giant, pink elephant plushie into their arms.

lily heads back to their bedroom and squirms under the loads of blankets
they've piled high onto their bed, snuggling comfortably against the many
pillows along the wall.

"sleepy ellie, the sleepy ellie," lily sings. "i know you're sleepy ellie, and it's
that time. time for sleep! the time for sheep. for sheep to dance inside
your head while you're sleeping. time for sleep! the time for sheep. for
sheep to dance inside your head while you're sleeping. sleepy ellie, the
sleepy ellie. goodnight, my sleepy ellie."

they yawn and rest their head against elle's head, closing their eyes
before quickly falling into a deep sleep with dreams of sheep.

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[Guest]

username: dinah.
kalon name: ambrose, rose or rosie for short.

what do they do when they can't sleep [700 word limit]:
Ambrose had a routine. go to bed at twelve pm nighttime, wake up three hours later at three am. this has been on ongoing cycle for as long as rosie could remember, every night he would go to his lil apartment up north from where his workplace, and make a cup of tea to leave on his nightstand during the night. he would nestle in his bed and slowly drift away, though it didn't last long. three hours had passed and he had woken, his tea gone and the sun no where near it's entrance. rosie had thought this a part of the routine, as it had given him time before his shift, would would last most of the day. rosie would lean from his bed, reaching his paw to his nightstand as he tapped the teacup out of his way. there stood a ds, red and shiny on the cover and dusted black at the bottom. he'd pull it's pen from the side, leaning back into his pillow as he held the device in his hands. he'd flip the lid open, the light burning at his eyes as his eyes squinted in reaction. what was he playing, you ask? well of course, he was playing pokemon! pokemon diamond, to be exact. his avatar would appear on the screen as a little sprite, one he had grown quite fondly of. it stood in the middle of the pokecenter, nurse joy standing behind the desk as he had recently healed his pokemon. he had remembered the day he had gotten his prized game, opening the lid for the first time and picking up the pen. he remembered the little suitcase prof. rowan had left behind, containing the pokemon he would soon call his starter. as he and his rival were ambushed by the spearows in the tall grass, rosie had picked chimchar as his starter, y'know the flaming monkey guy? yeah, that one! he'd remember as he navigated through the game, giving the parcel to his rival and sparing one of the town maps, catching his first pokemon in the tall grass, which had been a shinx, and now he was here. near the challenge of the elite four. his hours of restless tireless night had consisted of this game, running through the tall grass and battling the npc's that chose to battle you if you made eye contact, which you obviously didn't. he had found himself playing this game time and time again, his eyes drooped tiredly as he tapped at the screen. as the sun rose in the distance, he had closed the shiny red lid of the ds, only to find himself lifting it the night after. what a fun game.
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