Fic - To Sleep, Perchance to Dream
Dec. 29th, 2015 09:52 pm Title : To Sleep, Perchance to Dream
Author:
cornerofmadness
Fandom: The Raven Cycle
Characters : Ronan
Warnings : None
Word Count: 925
Summary : Ronan doesn’t want to sleep.
Author’s Note : Written for
12_daysofficmas. Sorry it’s a bit rushed. Too much to do this holiday season. Par for the course for 2015
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Nightmares were a dangerous thing for a man who could take things from the dream world. Ronan was relieved none of their band could read minds or dreams, not even Blue’s family. He would hate for them to know the hell inside his head. He didn’t want to know it himself many nights. Ronan hoped they never guessed how afraid he really was of accidentally pulling a monster into reality. They all knew he could do it – had done it – but they had been minor mistakes compared to what could be.
Ronan brushed this nightmare aside, sweat slicking the T-shirt he had slept in. It stuck to him as he rolled out of bed. Ronan listened, satisfied when he heard Gansey snoring louder than the Pig in the other room. He smirked at the sound. Perfect Gansey snored to loosen the shingles, he could probably sell that information somewhere.
He stumbled to the kitchen and rooted in the fridge; nightmares or no nightmares, he was still hungry. Ronan didn’t know a teenaged boy who ever felt full. He pulled out a can of whipped cream, shooting it straight into his mouth. The sound of the whoosh brought Chainsaw who perched on his shoulder. Ronan didn’t share. He ate several slices of American Cheese as he looked at the time. It was an hour before he was meant to get up any how so no sense in going back to sleep, no more risking unleashing horrors on himself or Gansey who was either braver than most people thought - or stupider – to share a residence with him.
Ronan thumbed on the TV in the living room, resting back on the couch with even more cheese slices sitting on his belly while he channel surfed. He’d nap in class. No sleep, no perchance to dream.
Author:
Fandom: The Raven Cycle
Characters : Ronan
Warnings : None
Word Count: 925
Summary : Ronan doesn’t want to sleep.
Author’s Note : Written for
XXX
Nightmares were a dangerous thing for a man who could take things from the dream world. Ronan was relieved none of their band could read minds or dreams, not even Blue’s family. He would hate for them to know the hell inside his head. He didn’t want to know it himself many nights. Ronan hoped they never guessed how afraid he really was of accidentally pulling a monster into reality. They all knew he could do it – had done it – but they had been minor mistakes compared to what could be.
Ronan brushed this nightmare aside, sweat slicking the T-shirt he had slept in. It stuck to him as he rolled out of bed. Ronan listened, satisfied when he heard Gansey snoring louder than the Pig in the other room. He smirked at the sound. Perfect Gansey snored to loosen the shingles, he could probably sell that information somewhere.
He stumbled to the kitchen and rooted in the fridge; nightmares or no nightmares, he was still hungry. Ronan didn’t know a teenaged boy who ever felt full. He pulled out a can of whipped cream, shooting it straight into his mouth. The sound of the whoosh brought Chainsaw who perched on his shoulder. Ronan didn’t share. He ate several slices of American Cheese as he looked at the time. It was an hour before he was meant to get up any how so no sense in going back to sleep, no more risking unleashing horrors on himself or Gansey who was either braver than most people thought - or stupider – to share a residence with him.
Ronan thumbed on the TV in the living room, resting back on the couch with even more cheese slices sitting on his belly while he channel surfed. He’d nap in class. No sleep, no perchance to dream.

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