#to sleep so as to dream

[zegalba]

To Sleep So As To Dream (1986) Directed by: Kaizo Hayashi

#To Sleep So As To Dream #japan #film #gif #black and white #Kaizo Hayashi #1986

[shiningwizard]

To Sleep So as to Dream (Hayashi Kaizo, 1986)

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#夢みるように眠りたい #to sleep so as to dream #last movie i saw #A-

[clemsfilmdiary]

To Sleep So as to Dream (1986, Kaizō Hayashi)

夢みるように眠りたい　（林海象）

5/19/23

#To Sleep So as to Dream #Kaizo Hayashi #Japanese #Shiro Sano #Koji Otake #Moe Kamura #Yoshio Yoshida #Fujiko Fukamizu #80s #neo-noir #postmodern #Japan #Tokyo #black and white #silent #art film #experimental #private investigators #detective #missing person #film production #kidnapping #ransom #dreams #surreal #riddles #eggs #meta

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Mike and Michael compare nightmares,,

#myart #chloesimagination #comic #mike schmidt #michael afton #fnaf nightmare #fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf 4 #fnaf fanart #five nights at freddy's #Michael once again sharing horrors beyond human comprehension to Mike 💜 #tbh it’s been a second since I’ve last had a comic focusing on these two #it’s interesting how both have a deep connection to dreams in particular #though once again Michael is winning on how much worse his vers are #in the Survival logbook Michael does draw nightmare Fredbear #so those are his nightmares this guy can’t even get a break in sleep #I actually wonder if we’ll ever seen any of the nightmares in live action least for a dream sequence

[bigfatbreak]

How does nooroo feel about Tom in your villian dad au?

After initial introductions, Tom basically thinks Nooroo is a figment of his imagination and a testament to his mind crumbling from the grief of losing Sabine. Nooroo gets an inside look on what really matters to tom, though

Tom uses the butterfly miraculous not for himself, but for the benefit of his daughter. The vengeance he's trying to take on "Hawkmoth" isn't quite as simple as "you're responsible for the death of my wife," it stems from a very, very different source - which makes Nooroo more sympathetic to helping him.

He's still not thrilled, but, Marinette and Tom are so kind to him, he really can't find it in himself to complain.

#replies #dad villain au #my art #nooroo #tom dupain cheng #marinette dupain cheng #marinette is all busted up because she's still very clumsy #and keeps hurting herself while cooking #she's also massively sleep deprived #because when she sleeps she dreams of her mom and it makes waking up a cruel joke she cant handle most nights #so as a result she's overworked. sleep deprived. stressed. physically banged up. and also dropped out of school due to bullying #long post

[bleuu-moon]

💭 soulmate au, where your dreams are filled with whatever your soulmate has done that previous day…

simon riley, sits and wonders why he’s never had any true nightmares, even with all of the violence and turmoil he’s faced and remains experiencing. he’s never once woken up, questioning his sanity. instead, his nights are often filled with peace and tranquillity, reading books perched on a porch swing or lay beside the sea. watching blurred out figures, run around and fill his absent ears with echoes of laughter, not knowing who they could be, but knowing for certain it overflows his chest with warmth. nothing ever scarier or more worrying than a minor crash of a car, or the gutting feeling of heartbreak from a faceless stranger, fills his dreams.

but then you, frightful when the night comes around. terrified of the urge to close your eyes. the countless therapy sessions, meetings with psychologists and somnologists, an aid to try and fix the terrors that haunt you as you sleep. the ones that randomly came one night when you were young, and never left. images of places that can only resemble war zones, tragic catastrophes that force you awake with beads of sweat on your forehead. but, there are the rare ones, where your dreams are filled with the restful nothingness. the nights where you’re able to sleep through, your mind taking you to a dimly lit room, lay within a spacious comfy bed and the overwhelming feeling of safety. but that one is a temporary haven, for the both of you.

#this came to me and i nearly passed out #i’m so in love with his concept #i was going to say the dreams stop when you meet but nah make them suffer #ghost who returns from deployment only to watch his love relive it as they sleep BYE #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #cod prompts #simon riley x reader #ghost cod

[kenjakusbraincum]

Sukuna is old. He is also weirdly cultured for the monster that he is. With so much time on his hands, he loves indulging in arts and literature, and as with everything else he tries, he's good at it. You wouldn't know this, of course, you are only his pet. The time you spend with him is limited and hardly consists of intellectual conversation. You are there to serve one purpose and you know that quite well. So when you wake up in his bed one morning, two things come as a surprise. First that you're even here. It's one of those rare occasions when Sukuna couldn't be bothered kicking or carrying you out of his chambers once your time together was up. Second, he's awake, bent over his desk and so concentrated on a little figurine in his hand that he doesn't immediately notice you've shuffled awake. Once your eyes focus, you see that he's holding a tool in his other hand. He's carving wood. You're almost hypnotized by the scene. The scene feels so private that even for a pet like you, who knows Sukuna in the most intimate way, it feels like you shouldn't be watching. But you can't look away.

"Awake?", he asks, without sparing a glance at you. You apologize for staring, and look for your clothes around the bed. You throw them on just precisely enough to cover up until you reach your chambers, just wanting to be as quick and innocuous as possible. You wait for Sukuna's approval to leave. He gives you a simple nod, once more avoiding to look at you. You leave feeling conflicted. Special, because he allowed you to stay and watch (even as little as you did), but saddened because he barely looked at you, once more solidifying in your mind that you're only interesting to him when you're naked and bent over. As long as you've been here, you could never stop wishing for his validation.

Sukuna knows when you get insecure too. He notices the way your eyes droop, the way you close in on yourself and seem absent in his presence. He justifies this excessive worry about you by telling himself he likes to be the only thing that bothers his pets. All the way until he realized he already is the only thing that can make you sad. This realization falls upon him one time he lashes out on you and sees the immediate change of heart on your face. Now, he isn't one to apologize, especially not to someone who is as low under him as his pet. But why does he feel guilty when he sees this one act of his ruin your day? When he catches a glimpse of you sitting in the garden with your head hung low, or leaving more food on your plate than you usually do. If only you knew the way you really made him feel.

He beckons you to his chambers, and you follow three steps behind him like a good pet does. You didn't expect this time to be any different than others. You've become used to serving Sukuna on days you loved him and on days you hated him. But when he tells you to close your eyes, you know something is different. You obey, of course, and listen to his footsteps as he fetches something from the room. His hand takes yours and opens it, placing a piece of wood onto your palm. You already know, but you wait for him to allow you to open your eyes. He lightly presses his thumb on your cheek under your eye, and when you look, you find a small wooden fawn, curled up and asleep in your hands.

"Master!!..", you start, but nothing else can leave your mouth. You turn the figure around in your hand, inspecting and admiring the details. He's given you gifts before, but not ones carved by his own hand. Not ones made with love.

"You don't have to squint anymore.", Sukuna says, almost jokingly. But his face is as serious as ever as he looks at you, his muse. He thinks of the first time he's exhausted you to the point of passing out right after your nightly meetings. You were relatively new and very unsure of your safety. He thinks of your small body curled up in sleep on the edge of his bed, knees pressed to your chest in a primal, subconscious attempt to protect yourself. His little pet, his fawn.

You slur on and on about how beautiful it is, how you don't know how to thank him, the usual when you receive a gift. And as usual, Sukuna shuts you up with a kiss. You welcome it and wrap your arms around his neck, giving yourself in to him and letting him take you to the bed.

And he takes things slow tonight. He's gentle and so, so giving. Every sensation is delicate, prolonged and heightened to exhaustion. You cling to him, pull him impossibly close, and come apart under the comforting weight of him. Afterwards, you hold his hand to your face and kiss it softly. His hands, so large and strong, capable of such violence, yet for you they craft gifts, cradle, caress, love... in a very subtle and distant way, of course. With these thoughts your hands slip away from his, you turn around and quickly drift off.

He looks at you now, sleeping so close to him. Trusting him with your back, and turning your curled up form to the outside world. As if he is no longer a perceived danger. He smiles to himself in victory, and plants a chaste kiss to your shoulder to wish you one final goodnight.

#sukuna x reader #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #jjk x reader #sukuna fluff #ryomen sukuna x reader #this started off w me thinking ab sukuna carving wood #and ended up w me exploring the intimacy and complexity of trusting someone with your uncoscious sleeping vulnerable body #you know sukuna is NOT the person to feel safe sleeping next to but a girl can dream 😭😭 #i didnt read through this twice so excuse mistakes and general language that might not make the most sense cause im a foreigner

[willgrahamscock]

I sometimes have extremely vivid dreams after experiencing insomnia, but nothing will ever beat the one time I dreamt of a gigantic mosquito floating above me like it was a dark souls boss to ask me with its booming voice “can I please suck you this summer” and I just nodded because what else was I supposed to do? Then it said “ok thank you” and gave me an awkward thumbs up

#alex says things #I have so many crazy dreams from being sleep deprived constantly #I should start a dream series

[densewentz]

Sleep of the Just | Inspired by Mucha's "The Times of the Day: Night’s Rest"

#So this isn't actually finished #but if I don't post it now I might never so. #Art Nouveau is evidently outside my wheelhouse but I still loved the pose #dream of the endless #morpheus #the sandman #the sandman fanart #the sandman netflix #sleep of the just #my art

[spiderzlover]

she's sleeping☺️ MAKE FRYE'S DREAM REAL NOW!!!!

#EEPY FRYE #I loved those new eel plushies so much #Frye owns a whole collection CANON #She sleeps with all of them + her eel buddies that refuse to leave her bed #they're so cozy in there #Dream must be real.🔥🔥🔥 #splatoon 3 #splatoon #frye splatoon #splatoon 3 fanart #leyko drawz

[raventriquolist]

HE IS SOMEHOW EVEN MORE PRETTIER?? THEY SOMEHOW MADE HIM EVEN MORE BABYGIRL?? WHAT IS THIS?? WHAT IS HTIS????

WHOEVER DECIDED TO GIVE HIM LONG HAIR YOU ARE A GENIUS BRO. I HOPE EVERYTHING GOOD HAPPENS TO YOU OH MY GOD

#HE'S SO PRETTY #HE'S SO PRETY #HE'S SO P #HE #hades 2 #hades hypnos #IM DEADASS SERIOUS BRO OU MY GOD. LOS TMY SHIT WHEN I SAW HIM IN THE LIVESTREAM #HOW DI DTEY DO THAT #AND I THOUGHT HE WAS PRETTY IN HADES 1 #planting a big kith on his forehead sweet dreams guy!!! sleep well!! #he looks so serene..... #so peaceful.....

[webonchin]

Ouuhhhyheaaa ouuhyhaaa ,FINALLY! FINISHED SOMETHING BEFORE THE YEAR ENDS

First of all thank you all soooo soo much for following or just liking my art, support means alot to me , second you are all so talented and so sweet! even if you don't create content you are all so cool!! Yes you reading this ,you are so cool!! And for last...

Happy new year's eve, may all your dreams come true!

#dreamling #the sandman #dream of the endless #hob gadling #my art #I AM SLEEP DEPRIVED AGAIN #but I served so whatever #actually really liked this one and i had absolutely no idea what i was doing #first sketch and then whatahek and then finish #i love to ramble in tags aaaaa #also #1389 dreamling my beloveds #they should kiss #have I told ypu that I dreamed about canon dreamling kiss the pther day? no? was a good dream

[saetoru]

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。10:07 PM — AL-HAITHAM.

al-haitham asks you to marry him before he even realizes himself what he’s just asked. it’s a random tuesday night. you’re in worn out pajamas, he’s still got slight damp hair from his shower, and the both of you are curled up on the couch.

you’re rubbing his chest and his arm’s wrapped around your waist when you murmur, “we should get a place with more windows.”

he raises a brow, turns to look at you and scan over the side of your face. it’s familiar, the way you look so pretty under the dim light, on the same couch against the same walls in the same living room. but it’ll still feel like the first time even if it’ll be his last.

“is the design of our current home not up to your standards?” he asks, making you giggle.

“it’s nice,” you hum, “but it needs more windows. and a bigger kitchen. and maybe a backyard.”

“this home is conveniently close to our place of work,” he argues, fingers creeping up from under your shirt and rubbing circles into your hip. it’s soft—your skin, it’s warm and familiar under the rough pad of his thumb. it’s a touch that’s routine enough that you don’t squirm in surprise anymore when he finds your bare skin, and then he wonders for a moment if there are other routines waiting for him.

maybe he’ll watch you wait for him through the window as he comes home. maybe you’ll dance in the kitchen as coffee’s being made. maybe there’ll be picnics in the backyard as the sun sets. maybe, when you have a new house but the same home, he’ll find more of you in the walls and the corners of every room.

“haitham,” you huff, “a little extra walk won’t kill you. we should find our dream home.”

“our?” he asks after a moment, like he’s shocked. you only nod against his chest.

“of course, silly,” you chuckle, “i certainly won’t be house shopping with the general mahamatra—”

“we should get married,” he blurts.

“what?”

“my grandmother left a ring,” he instantly explains, “it’s a very nice ring, i promise. you won’t have to worry about having a bare finger—”

“that’s not what i meant—”

“and it can be a small ceremony,” he assures, “it shouldn’t take much planning. but if you’d like something fancier, i don’t mind either, it’s your wedding day just as much as it is mine—”

“that’s sweet, but wait—”

“and if you’re worried about time off for the honeymoon, as the former acting grand sage, there’s still a few strings i can pull for us both. i hear inazuma is nice during spring, so that gives us—”

he’s rambling. he’s figuring it out right here and now and it’s the last thing you expect of him, not having an elaborate plan—and it takes you by surprise. but he’s breathless and his eyes are wide and his chest is warm and his arm is still wrapped tightly around your waist.

and you couldn’t dream of saying no.

“you think you want all this?” you ask gently, “with little old me?”

“there’s no one but you,” he mumbles, holding you closer. and if there’s a slight bounce in his knee as he waits for your answer, you pretend you don’t notice.

“so you want to get married?”

“i want to marry you,” he corrects, “i want you. marriage is just the means of how.”

“okay,” you say with a hitch in your throat. after a moment of silence, you let out a shaky chuckle, eyes watery as you meet his. “okay. let’s get married.”

“okay,” he nods slightly, swallowing thickly.

“and we can have a house with more windows,” you add.

“and a bigger kitchen,” he agrees.

“and a backyard.”

“maybe a bigger study,” he adds thoughtfully.

you grab his face at that, with enough desperation that his cheeks are squished in your hands as you turn him, pressing your lips to his. you taste him, feel him pass through you as a breath of air, hear him ring through your ear as a muffled grunt.

he’s a part of you. he’s every inch of you. he lingers on your skin and knits into your bones. he’s yours now and somehow….somehow he’ll be yours forever.

“i’m going to get married,” you sniffle. “how exciting.”

“i’m going to marry you,” he murmurs, like he’s still processing the fact that you’re here, and his, and you’ve said yes.

“i love you,” you giggle, pressing your forehead to his.

his eyes close and his arm squeezes you gently. “i’ll always love you.”

edit: everyone stop fucking commenting about the authors note it was a joke and the comments are getting old :/ why don’t you actually leave feedback on the fic itself for once and show writers some support as you consume content

you people don’t fucking understand how insanely in love with him i am i want to make a fur coat out of his pubic hair and wear it on a cold winter day idc

#i had a dream about this so i woke up and wrote it and now i’m going back to sleep #teepods.writings #drabbles. #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham x you #alhaitham fluff #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin fluff #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin impact fluff

[doe-prince]

Lately my dreams have been bloody

#chrome child #tw blood #i mean this in literal sense. or well #not dreams since i actually wake up and then see things #i sit up to stare at huge blood splatters all over the walls and the room #i wake up and look beside me where my s/o sleeps completely covered in blood and gore #not blood but last night i also was absolutely convinced there was a huge beetle skittering in my sheets #so i hurriedly took my blanket outside the room and stuffed it in the couch at 4am so the beetle wouldn't get out and get me #i'm still not completely sure if it was a dream or if there was a huge beetle #i hope there's no blood or bugs tonight

[justaz]

thinking about arthur who has crazy quick reflexes and is a relatively light sleeper who woke up to the sound of someone in his room and saw merlin crouched down messing with his keys before softly asking “whatre you doing?…before breakfast?”

#like in that scene in s2 when merlin was calling out arthurs name from under his bed #and he jumped up (thinking merlin was long gone) grabbed his sword and postured for a fight #or that one in idk which season when merlin was sneaking in his room and he woke up and grabbed his sword when merlin bumped a chair #and then merlin brought the canopy/curtains around his bed down on him #vs waking up to see melin splayed over him and staring for a beat #before flinching back #(he was definitely having some thoughts and/or dreams but thats neither here nor there) #idk thinking about arthur who trusts merlin inplicitly and allows himself to lower his guard around him #his guard which he keeps up even in his sleep #GOD imagining them in an established relationship and merlin for once has /so/ much trouble waking arthur up #like before it was sorta bad but arthur was always in that half awake state #but now that theyre together….arthur wont even groan when merlin starts poking his ribs #arthur finally feeling so safe and protected that he allows his guard to drop in his sleep #and its the first time hes ever felt truly refreshed in the morning #so now merlin has infinitely more trouble waking him up but when hes up hes UP and ready to go #bbc merlin #merlin emrys #arthur pendragon #merthur #arthur bby they could never make me hate you #hes just a girl desperately craving love and protection #merlin isnt even offering it #hes shoving it into arthurs arms with insults flying off the tongue #theyre so disgusting #(affectionate) #<3 #headcanon #head canon #hc

[queruloustea]

some sleepy bugs for your troubles

#hollow knight #quirrel #the hollow knight #snrrrk mimimimi #they both deserve to sleep without dreaming of eldritch horrors and what-have-you #im so tired #but drawing quirrel in a blanket burrito cheered me up :)))))) #queruloustea