Dreams Of An Insomniac - Tumblr Posts - Page 2

HELL NAH!!!

A Semi-formal Introduction

Welcome to this crooked little corner of tumblr, one dedicated to analyzing and appreciating odd and off-putting media, as well as shitposting on the topic of such.

Bear in mind: *Anti-capitalist and Anti-A.I. rhetoric will NOT be tolerated, you are free to hold such opinions, but not to spread them on this blog. *Vivziepop antis/haters DNI.

Interests:

Spooky Month

Deltarune

Reece Shearsmith and Steve Pemberton (The League of Gentlemen, Psychovile, Inside no. 9)

Gooseworx (The Pink City, Blue channel)

The Amazing Digital Circus

Little Nightmares

Dreams of an Insomniac

Hazbin Hotel/ Helluva Boss (Stella is my queen <3)

Bigtop Burger

Pizza Tower

Big Boy Boxing

Insane Inkorporated (The Red Eclipse)

Team Starkid (especially Hatchetfield)

Batman, batman villains, DC villains

It is my sincerest hope you'll enjoy your stay and hope you find something that's to your liking.

Yours, disturbingly -Professor Ramses

You can't look at this bastard and tell me he wouldn't sound like The Evil Midnight Bomber from The Tick.

The boy!!!!

He tucked in as snug as a bug in a rug (:

Part (1/2) of Requests from my Local Boba Tea shop! They requested someone short and buff, and someone tall and eccentric! Glad to accommodate (:

Also, a little (massive) chalk drawing of my boi Clyde! Love that scrunchlie (((:

KIRBY REQUESTS OPEN

Move over NERDS its my turn on the writing🔥

DOAI SPOILERS :3

(Okay so in this context Alex is developing veldigun sickness AGH)

Alex slumps home, their paranoia has been..getting the better of him. All their thoughts have become a jumbled mess of sounds that don’t even vaguely resemble speech. Watching every single car that even happens to go in their general direction before speeding off. They knew Lankmann was onto him, they were sure of it. Its just, why he was waiting so long…?

The squeak of the door that they’ve opened at least a thousand times to get to their apartment room is only now starting to get on their nerves, the slow pain thats developing in his knees. It was like they could barely walk anywhere without feeling some kind of pain. They felt like shit, to say the absolute least. Crashing down on the cheap mattress, Alex’s mind doesn’t exactly know where to go now, what exactly would they think about? The fact the man they were unintentionally helping sacrifice people to some monster was going to kill them? How nice. They cough burying their face into the crook of their arm. “The weathers getting colder…it’s only a cough.” They thought to themselves. As if trying to convince themself of something. As if there was a hang of dread they couldn’t feel, Alex leaned against the wall, tired but not quite enough to sleep, unfortunately. They coughed again, and then again. And soon found they couldn’t stop. Each one more violent, more painful than the last. So hard they begin to tear up.

Alex shoves open the door to the bathroom and hangs over the sink. Staring into the mirror as the flickering light fights to illuminate their surroundings. Before coughing, choking. Harder than they ever had. Alex opened their eyes and stumbled back upon what they saw in the sink. Blood, Alex had coughed up blood.

“No..no no no no..”

They repeat to themself, pacing around the small room for a moment before pausing. Looking down at their arms, then into the mirror. They’ve lost so much weight, and their skin is becoming a sickly pale. They fall, just barely catching themself on the sink. The horrific realization they’ve come to leaves them in a state of animalistic panic. Lankmann wasn’t going to kill them, he was going to let them die. They cough more, the metallic smell of blood was hitting their nose was making them even more nauseous. They turn the sink on and splash the cold water on their face. As if that would do something, anything. But it doesn’t. Alex falls back against the wall, their breathing is labored and hard. Not helped by how clogged their throat felt. They thought they were just going to be killed but this is so much worse. Alex tilts their head back against their breathing wasn’t slowing down, it was so rapid. Only occasionally interrupted by the violent coughing. Their heartbeat was a clumsy banging drum that played in their ears. Their whole body was shaking, thoughts were running around their mind at a thousand miles a minute and almost nothing could break past the wall of their mind and escape through their mouth.

“I don’t want to die..”

Alex paused, almost covering their mouth as they heard themself say that. Their shakey breathing was slowing but didn’t stop. They lean back against the wall, the last thing they ever wanted was to show fear. Even completely alone, even in the security of their own falling apart room. They wanted to be brave about it the last thing they wanted was to admit on any other level other than subconsciously. That they’re afraid, terrified. They’re still young, they still have so much life ahead of them… Alex hunches over staring at the ground, they hold themselves and a feeling of defeat washes through their mind…

The sound of Alex’s breathing is the only one that hits their ears, the room is so quiet, but Alex’s thoughts are screaming, yet somehow, still so vague and hard to make out. They’re completely spaced, they stand up. Their legs shake violently, but they walk forward anyways. Staring into the mirror for a fleeting second before looking straight back down into the overrun sink that they’d forgotten to switch off. They do so and a silent sigh rolls out of their breath. Unsure of what to think, of what to do. All they know is to walk forward anyways.

Eastridge has a problem uh oh the spooky boi

coughs this up then goes back to writing a fanfic

Dreams of an insomniac Clyde/Smiling Snatcher be like:

Clyde belongs to @pastraspec

Holy scales this is amazing!! Ahhhhh!! If I could buy something like that, I would in a heart beat XD

I made a plush of Clyde, the main mascot of Pastra's youtube channel! As of right now, this is the most recent plush I've made and definitely one of the best.

My finest work yet ^u^

Someone escaped the confines of the package...

...

Y o u-

aww he’s so cute

i zoned out

OH MY GOLLY GEE IM SO TIRED ITS 3AM AS OF TYPING THIS