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[cringerabbit]

Moodboards of my f/os as caregivers!

Headcanons:

Movie William as a CG:

Takes me to to Freddy's for pizza and cake.

After it has to close, has a special room set up for me.

Keeps my favorite snacks.

Takes me to arcades.

Watches his mechnical work.

Goes nonverbal also as a caregiver, uses flashcards and such with each other.

Secretly enjoys baking, so we bake together.

THE CUDDLER!!!!

TFC William as a CG:

Kinda similar to Movie verse.

Tries to help figure out whats going on with me medically.

Is very gentle when it comes to doctor care.

Cannot do much due to pain + Disabilities, but does the best he can by providing a comfortable set up, buying things for comfort.

Has a set up in his bedroom so we can stay near each other and watch over each other.

Likes it when i play doctor for him.

Can do simple things, like play with my hair.

Pumpkin Rabbit as a CG:

FINALLY a baby. Him and his wife always wanted a Baby.

Teaches Older me how to hunt, but as regressed he mainly carries me while on his hunt, especially since I'm quiet.

Buys me little treats when Sha / Rachel / Mama doesn't feel like cooking.

Takes me pumpkin picking and carving.

Reads bedtime stories.

Witch Sha / Rachel as a CG:

Quite emotional about having a little one finally.

Loves when i help her with baking. Lets me lick the frosting.

When Pumpkin Rabbit goes on hunts, she wraps me in a blanket and we watch movies in the couch.

Sings lullabies when its bed time, both tuck me in.

the Cuddler 2

Bandit and Chili as CGs:

This is more based on a regressor oc rather than an adult being a regressor ! ( so a kid ) /gen

I'll write Bluey and Bingo as siblings one day <3

Bandit Claims to be the "cool parent" ( Chili is just as cool )

Bandit does lean more on the sweets and junk food, while Chili leans on healthy foods, but they both make sure i get enough.

Turns the spare room into my room. Bandit buys decor and Chili helps decorate it. ( extra blankies, stuffies etc ).

Chili teaches me new crafts and such! Helps me with my crochet and kandi.

them and the girls love playing games! So we have board game nights.

Chili helps me make it fun to help clean up on days i have spoons to clean, and on days i have no spoons but feel like helping, she gives me minor activies to do ( aka pretend cleaning ).

Silco as a CG:

sneaks us somewhere to play in cleaner waters.

Mini parties with Jinx

Always sneaking me objects or snacks like its SOME big secret but its really just to get me to laugh or feel apart of the mission

when shit is serious he often tucks me away in my room if i cannot join him or Jinx.

Jinx sometimes gets to stay with me and we make up games.

We enjoy calmer games when its just me and Silco. I spy, or just naming things with a start of a letter.

Endless Art supply for me ( and Jinx because we both love art when regressed ).

Princess Celestia as a CG:

Plays Royalty with me. Sometimes lets me use her crown.

Loves taking me for a stroll in the early mornings.

Knows her beautiful sun can be too hot at times, so she brings me mini fans or buys ice cream sometimes.

Often takes me with her on her trips unless its too busy or dangerous.

Loves to make me teas or coffee she knows i enjoy.

Sometimes we go to a beach together! We find sea shells :)

btw i always see my fictional caregivers as flips unless i say otherwise!

Unless we're moots please don't tag William as f/o ! Okay to tag the rest as f/o or caregiver or take inspiration. Okay to use moodboards as long as you don't claim you edited them together! /lh

[ravenclawboyy]

— Another Priscilla ⊹ ࣪˖⁩ 📓

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- ✧ Elvis Presley sat in his dressing room, the faint hum of the crowd outside still echoing in his ears. The show was over but the adrenaline still buzzed through him. He leaned back in his chair looking at his reflection in the mirror. The King of Rock 'n' Roll, they called him. But tonight he felt more like a man adrift.It had been years since Priscilla. Years since she had left a mark on his heart that he couldn't shake no matter how many crowds he performed for no matter how many adoring fans screamed his name. Sometimes he’d close his eyes and see her again—the young, innocent girl who had captivated him with those wide eyes full of wonder. She’d been so young, so pure and yet so mature for her age. There had been something unexplainable about her.

As he sat there, lost in thought the door to the dressing room creaked open. His manager Colonel Parker, poked his head in. "Elvis, there’s someone here who’d like to meet you," he said with a grin. Before Elvis could reply a girl walked in—barely more than a teenager. She had a quiet shyness about her, and when she looked up, her eyes sparkled with an innocence that hit Elvis like a freight train. His heart skipped a beat. She reminded him of Priscilla—the way she carried herself the way her dark hair framed her delicate face. “Hi,” she said softly, barely audible over the noise from the hallway. Elvis swallowed, standing up. “Hi there, darlin’. What’s your name?”

“A/N,” she replied, her voice trembling just slightly. Something stirred in him. As they spoke, he couldn’t help but be reminded of the first time he’d met Priscilla. There was something about A/N’s gaze the way she looked at him like he was something extraordinary, something out of reach. It was how Priscilla had looked at him all those years ago, with that same blend of awe and curiosity.Elvis found himself wanting to protect her, wanting to be the man she saw in him. Yet at the same time he felt a pang of guilt deep in his chest. She was young—too young, just like Priscilla had been. He knew where this road could lead the complications, the heartbreak. But he couldn't help the pull he felt toward her as if fate was repeating itself.They talked for what felt like hours, the noise of the world outside fading away. She was sweet innocent but had an old soul, just like Priscilla. Elvis found himself telling her stories, ones he hadn’t shared in a long time about his early days, about his music about the price of fame.

As the conversation flowed his mind drifted. Sometimes, in the dim light of the dressing room, he swore he saw Priscilla’s face instead of A/N’s. He shook his head trying to clear the memories that flooded his mind. It wasn’t fair—not to A/N not to him. But the past had a way of haunting him, no matter how far he tried to run from it.A/N left that night and Elvis found himself staring at the door long after it had closed behind her. He knew he had to be careful to keep the boundaries clear. But he also knew deep down, that he couldn’t help but be drawn to the innocence she radiated, just like Priscilla had once done. In the days that followed, they saw each other again at concerts backstage, at quiet dinners in his suite. The more they talked the more Elvis realized that A/N wasn’t Priscilla. She was her own person with her own dreams and desires. But sometimes, late at night when the world was quiet, he would catch a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye and for a fleeting second he would swear it was Priscilla standing there looking at him with those wide, wondering eyes.

And that’s when he realized—he wasn’t just chasing after A/N. He was chasing after a ghost. A memory of a love that had never quite left him.

But could he let go of the past to truly see A/N for who she was? Or was he forever bound to the shadow of Priscilla, the girl who had stolen his heart all those years ago?

tags : @jhoneybees / @lustnhim / @zablife / @stvolanis / @starryschoolgirl / @wanderingelvis / @dreamingofep / @searchingforgravity / @earthbaby-angelboy / @atleastpleasetelephone / @drtyelvisfantasy / @everythingelvispresley / @elvispresley1956 / @your-nanas-house

[headmate-smoothie-bar]

Can i get a lvl 1 dsmp! dream fictive please? specifically prison arc dream.

here you go! remember that beings may not always turn out as described, but hopefully xi suits what you're looking for in an alter!

name dream, ers, gray

3rdp pronouns he/him, xi/xim, death/deaths, vil/vils (links)

age 20-22

species human, but connected to gods in some way he feels puts him "above" other humans.

source dream smp, prison arc dream

role avenger, trauma breaker (links)

gender/s chaosthing, villaincoric, greenhuevillain, greencorpse, mascutint (links)

orientation/s gay, ephialromantic (link), aroace

other ids parhostic (link)

personality dream is a confident guy. xi has the intrinsic urge to commit general evil, but it’s been channeled into his role as an avenger/trauma breaker. death loves a challenge, a rush of a adrenaline, an obstacle for death to get over or hack into pieces, whatever keeps the thrill going. when fronting vil may come across as aggressive and egotistical in his assertiveness, but vils main goal is to defeat any threats to the system. and, of course, have fun with it.

other notes newer and more timid alters might be scared of vil at first. once you’re around xim enough, you get used to xim, but he comes across as intimidating and possibly overwhelming at first.

signoffs 🎭, 📓, 🚫, ⛓️‍💥

thank you for ordering from the smoothie bar! take good care of ers for us!

[aesthyuckic]

☕️📓 cafe au lait !! ┊͙✧˖*°࿐

based on a dream i had the other night weeks ago. happy (late) valentine's day. fem!reader. 2,65k.

In the modern age, it was no secret that malls were dying. Late stage capitalism was at play according to most people, and some store fronts remained empty due to how high rent got. Donghyuck saw many stores come and go in his years there, it was sad to see people he loved as neighbors and that took care of him as a child disappear before his very eyes. Some spaces were replaced by new owners because despite the dying mall industry they lived in a tourist area that got hit hard around holiday breaks and on the weekends. It just wasn’t the same anymore. Though, his family’s restaurant still remained in their spot…

It had been twenty years at this point. He had been here for that same amount of time only moving here from South Korea at the age of two. He had graduated college, yet his bachelor’s in music got him nowhere so far… and here he was yet again, working for his parents just like he did when he was teenager in order to make a living.

“Donghyuck, stop slouching against the door way.” His mom whined to him. “It’s bad for your back and that’s not how you attract customers.”

“Mom, it’s a Tuesday at 2 in the afternoon.” He fixed his posture. “No one is coming right now and I’m tired. Why do I have to wear a white button up, slacks and a tie? I use to only wear black.”

“You’re a young man now.” She cooed at him while patting his cheek, lovingly. “And you’re handsome. Plus, don’t you remember in high school how you use to flirt with all those girls and they’d keep coming back? Even those older ladies found you charming… We got more business because of you and it’s about time you get in a relationship. People will come, just be patient.”

“I was doing that for the tips.” He blushed. “I’m perfectly fine by myself by the way.”

His mother rolled her eyes at him before patting him on his shoulder and walking back into the restaurant. He sat back down on the stool at the entrance that had a podium next to it with menus staked on top.

The mall remained relatively bleak, until he saw a group of girls come in that linked arms with another while smiling and giggling to one another as they walked into one of the stores. Judging by the bags they had, they were came from school and he guessed college just because it was too early for high school kids and they looked around late teens to early twenties.

It wasn’t long before they came out with paper bags on their arms and then he noticed, they were coming his way. He got flustered and stood up quickly before they had made it over to him. He grabbed the menus beside him.

“Is it okay to get a table for three?” One of them asked.

It was the one that stood out to him most with the brightly colored soft coral hair. She was the tallest of the group of girls but still quite short in comparison to him. However, her baggy clothes made her appear much smaller.

“Uh, yeah.” He blushed. “Follow me.”

He lead them to a table before giving them their menus and running off to go get the water they asked for. Little did he know at that time, it’d become a weekly occurrence that that girl would show up with shopping bags and her friends to eat. He always remembered her order but never her friends… She always got the tteokbokki. If he was lucky, she’d come by sometimes without her friends and that’s really when he got to know her… He finally found out her name and that she was only two years younger than him and studying music at a college nearby. He felt his heart flutter a bit in his chest as he fell in love little by little.

She came by one Thursday afternoon and Donghyuck smiled once he had seen her. She had a bag on her arm and a cup in the other.

“Y/n!” He said, excited. “Same as always?”

“How can you remember my order but never my friends?” She questioned. “I’m just messing with you. But I’m getting kinda tired, do you have any suggestion.”

“Oh my god, my mom makes the best kimchi jjigae.” He hummed.

“I’m not the biggest fan of cabbage but for you… I’ll try it. To go please.”

There went that flutter in his chest again.

“Coming right up.” He nodded.

He ran off to the kitchen to give his mom the ticket before coming back out to talk to the girl. He stared down at the big brown bag that was on the floor.

“Every time I see you, you always have a big, brown shopping bag…” He laughed. “What do you even get?”

“Oh! It’s nothing.” The girl brushed it off.

“If it was nothing it wouldn’t be there.” He scoffed. “C’mon show me! Please! I’m so curious.”

“Ugh, this is so embarrassing…”

She bent over before rummaging through the bag before she revealed some albums in here hand.

“Is that Shinee?” The boy asked.

“Yeah,” She blushed before putting them back in the bag. “New Jeans, Red Velvet and WEi too.”

“No way!” He gasped. “I’ve loved Shinee since I was kid! I still have one of their albums my mom bought me as a kid.”

“You know them?”

“I’m literally Korean, Y/n…”

“I know but that doesn’t mean you like k-pop! And frankly, I thought you’d be weirded out by me liking it.”

“Do you hear what we play in here? Do you hear that? It sounds like Lion Heart by Girl’s Generation playing right now. Anyway, who’s your favorite?”

“For Shinee? Taemin but Red Velvet, I love Yeri and I love everyone for New Jeans and WEi.”

“Taemin’s my favorite too actually. I always wanted to be like him as a kid. Not to brag, but I auditioned for SM entertainment.”

The girl raised an eyebrow at him almost as an ‘oh, really?’

“I’m taking you didn’t get in?” She tilted her head.

The boy clutched his chest and acted wounded, “That hurt! You’re so mean! For your information, I did get accepted!”

“Why are you here?” She asked.

“I was thirteen, not stupid. I just thought about all I had to give up and I love music and attention and everything but I don’t think I deal with idol life. Being stalked and having such a strict beauty standard pushed on me. I was good.”

A middle aged woman came out of the kitchen with a bag full of food. She saw the two talking to each other and smiling. She saw the way her son looked at the girl and smiled herself before approaching slowly.

“Sorry to interrupt. I have kimchi jjigae for you.” She spoke slowly before backing away.

The girl grabbed the takeout bag off the podium.

“Thank you, Mrs. Lee.” She smiled. “It was nice talking to you, Haechan. See you later.”

The boy watched as the girl walked away, not even aware of the smile on his face. He moved his attention over to his mom who was also smiling.

“What?” His expression dropped.

“You like her…” She sang, happily.

“Mom…” He sighed.

“You like her, you like her. My little Donghyuckie has a crush.”

She continued to sing behind her son as he ran off into the back to escape her pestering.

The following week, he saw her again. He was sitting reading before he noticed her coming in his direction. She was holding a drink, looked like same from last week as she also took a bite out of a cookie in the other hand.

"Are you cheating on me?" He gasped as he acted offended as soon as the girl got closer.

"What? Just because I'm eating something different?" She snickered.

"What even is that?" He asked, curiously.

"Iced vanilla latte."

"I like them too, especially from the little shop from around the corner."

"That's where I got this actually... I love their cookies too."

She ended up promising the boy to come by a little later once she was done looking around. It was the only way he'd let go of his fake work. Really, it was just an excuse to be able to see her again as soon as possible. Her coming every week at least once was an excuse to see him but he didn't have to know that.

She came the next week, a cookie from the shop in her bag as well as iced vanilla latte for her friend in one hand another drink for herself in the other. She almost skipped along to find her way to Haechan. She smiled to herself as she saw the boy reading a book once again as he sat at the podium. She hid the drink for him behind her back before making her way over to him.

"Y/n, it's nice to see you again." He chuckled as he closed the book."

"Surpise!" She brought the drink out to hand to him. "To make up for cheating on you last week."

"Oh! Thank you!" He beamed. "What do you have this week?

"Butterfly pea tea with lemonade."

"Pea tea?"

"Don't be childish. It's good for your eyes and it taste good. And it's coool because it turns pink when mixed with lemonade?"

"And why would you need all that?"

"I'm blind basically."

"You never wear glasses though"

"I don't think I look good in them..."

"I doubt that. I think you'd look pretty cute in them."

He only realized what he said out loud after the fact. His expression fell before he turned his attention to the girl standing in front of him that had a blank look as she blushed.

"i'm sorry." He apologized, blushing himself.

"No, no! It's fine!" She reassured him. "I'll see you in a bit."

He waved goodbye at the girl as she rushed feeling the fact that maybe it was not fine. She didn't come back even though he waited all evening for her to come back. It left him broken hearted as he let his mouth get ahead of his brain once again which may of or may not have messed up everything going for him. He didn't sleep that night.

Donghyuck waited for her to come back daily but it wasn't until that following Tuesday he saw her once again. He saw her go into the album store with the friends she always came with. He felt adernline rush through his body before he asked his mom for his break.

He rushed pass the store th girl was in just to make it to the cafe around the corner and bought three packs of cookies. He started to work up the courage to go in the store to talk to the girl. He finally took a deep breath before walking calmy into the store. Her back was turned to him and so were her friends' It started getting warmer so she wasn't in her usual baggy attire. She had half of her tied up with a pink ribbon and wore a frilly dress that matched. He thought she looked so pretty, even if it was just from behind. He snapped out of it and apporached her before tapping her on the shoulder.

"Hyuck..." She mumbled once she turned around and saw the boy.

"Um, hi, you look really pretty." He blurted. "Sorry, that's not why I'm here... Can I talked you by the water fountian outside?"

"Thank you and um, yeah, sure."

He nodded, trying not to break a sweat in that moment. He had the cookies hidden behind his back the whole time. He took a step back and allowed her to go in front, following right behind. The both of them stood across from each other in front of the fountain. They looked at each other for a moment for the boy broke eye contact with her just to stare at his feet.

"Hey, I'm really sorry about last week again... And just now too." He admitted. "Anyway, the cafe was having a buy three get three free special so here are some of those cookies you like."

He handed them to her, "My break is over but I hope you like them. It was nice to see you again."

He walked away too quickly before she could say anything. The girl's friends came out of the store shortly after the encounter.

"What was that about?" One asked as she put her bags down beside her.

"I think he likes me..." She answered.

"I've been telling you that for weeks now."

"No, but a lot..."

It took a moment for her joy the register at that statement. He liked her... When does that ever happen. she got so excited that she started to gush to her friends about the boy. Then she realized she needed to talk to him again but of course, there was issue of his job...

She told her friends to just go home without her that evening. She waited around until they had to start closing for the night. She sat somewhere she could go unseen as he did his work. Once she saw him start putting up chairs she went toward the restaurant. His back was turned but he heard the footsteps.

"Sorry, we are closed for the night." He sighed as he put up more chairs.

"You say that word to much, you know?" She hummed.

He turned around, "Y/n? What are you doing here?"

"I waited. You didn't let me say 'thank you' and I guess I realized I have more than just that to say..."

The girl took a step closer to the boy which only allowed for a few inches of space. The boy look visibly nervous as the girl got closer.

"So thank you for the cookies," She started. "Also, I like you, Hyuck. I think you like me too, am I right?"

"I-I-" He stuttered.

"I think this game went on too long." She pouted. "Now, use your words please."

"Yes, I do... I do like you."

The music change to a slow song all of sudden. The girl looked up with a smile.

"I think that's a sign. Don't you?" She asked to which he nodded. "So, will you dance with me?"

She extended her hand out for him to take which he did but not without hesitation. He ended up taking the lead right after. One hand intertwined with her own as his other hand rested on her waist and her own on his arm. She rested her head on his chest, able to hear the rapidness of his heartbeat that she cheekily smiled at before his chin came to rest on top of her head. After the song was over, the two came to hold each other's hand as they stared at each other.

"Man, I've wanted to do this for weeks." He confessed as he cupped the girl's jaw gently.

He bent down to connect each other's lips to one another. Softly, they touched and it felt like forever in those few moment with another. It was like passion coming out of hiding and being expolisive and like all the emotion started to felt at it's fullness. She deepen the kiss as she wrapped her arms around her new lover's neck in an effort to bring him closer as well as deepen the kiss.

The two young adults were unaware of the mom that was upstairs messing with the radio once she accidentally walked in on their conversation and quietly exiting, unnoticed. She smiled at work through the cameras after playing cupid.

[bizarrelittlemew]

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do these count as one or three? (opening my "ideas i will get to eventually" folder lmao)

After his divorce, Stede goes to the Ikea that Ed is the manager of in search of a new bed (he has insomnia, not made better by only having a couch to sleep on). They get snowed in along with a bunch of other employees and customers (based on real events). Ed stays up with Stede since he can't sleep (until he finally can, just needed the right cuddle buddy 🥰). (this is the opposite of "only one bed" but they end up not using any of the beds. also Izzy is way too intense about being assistant manager of an Ikea)

One where Stede comes out to his father before the arranged marriage to Mary, but his father says it's no problem - he has another business associate (previously rival) with a gay, single stepson Stede's age (Ed), so Stede can still be useful and marry him. They go on one date before the wedding and they immediately hit it off, but pretend not to (they don't want to give their fathers the satisfaction). (anyway there's a whole blackmail plot I haven't figured out yet but also a scene where both their families are gathered at Stede's parents' house and Stede sucks Ed off in the kitchen after dinner)

I still dream about finishing the fic based on this tumblr post. I promise I'm writing it. I am. I AM.

thank you Alexz 💗🤸

Put "📓" or some other version of a book emoji into my inbox and I'll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven't written but daydream about.

[ramblingoak]

ok your turn!!! 📓📓📓📓📓

Alright I'll go with one I've been thinking a lot about this week and this can be blamed on @writingjourney . It's an AU (because of fucking course it is) and basically the Emeritus's are all famous chefs. Copia recently graduated from culinary school and starts to work at Secondo's restaurant, but he has a dream of opening his own. Not sure who the reader will be yet? Still kind of moving stuff around in my head for it. I did write a beginning bit though so I'll throw that below:

The thing about being an Emeritus was that Copia never had a choice growing up, he was expected to follow in the family’s footsteps.  To continue what Nihil’s father’s father and so on had accomplished.  So no one ever asked him what his future plans were, it was always painfully obvious.  Copia had known what he was going to be before he barely knew anything else.

Copia was going to be a chef.

The type of chef didn’t really matter, his family had all kinds.  Primo’s focus was on traditional Italian dishes but only using organic, farm to table ingredients.  Although it had been many years since he’d step into a kitchen professionally he was still revered in the industry.  He was often hired by political dignitaries or even celebrities to cater an event.  His appearance as a judge on Iron Chef was still the highest rated episode of any show on Food Network even years later.

Secondo was a different beast altogether.  He despised the fame that came with not only his family name but with owning and operating a successful restaurant.  Although successful wasn’t even the right word to describe Idolatrine.  It could take over a year to get a reservation there and name dropping or trying to slip anyone extra money to bump your spot only made your wait time longer.  Secondo was never one to suffer fools (one of the main reasons he and Nihil hadn’t spoken in nearly 20 years) and anyone that tried to throw their weight around simply because they were ‘famous’ made you the biggest fool in Secondo’s book.  

There was only one fool Secondo willingly, although reluctantly, spent time with and that was his pastry chef and younger brother, Terzo.  If there was one brother to fully embrace the fame and fortune that came with being an Emeritus it was him.  He had more stamps in his passport by the age of 16 than most people got in their lifetime.  His excuse had always been studying desserts the world over, but the pictures that always appeared in the tabloids the next day told a different story.  Despite the drama that having Terzo in his kitchen created, Secondo was proud of the work his little brother did.  Terzo was one of the most skilled and revered pastry chefs in the world and even Secondo could admit he was part of the reason Idolatrine was so popular.

[darsynia]

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So I haven't ever written A Song of Ice and Fire, but I have read a bunch and for some reason was really captivated by the idea of Sansa and Stannis making a 'save the world' match. Even, perhaps especially if the two of them do not understand how the other ticks at all, and are able to lead each other away from dangerous bullshit (I'm looking at you, 'Lord of Light').

There was a whole prophecy thing about a sword that I very vaguely remember being important in the books but was completely ignored in the show, along with Catelyn's whole transformation, and I always wanted to continue the tone of the show in a story like this where, like, these two characters were brought to the truth that magic is real, but not the kind they thought. For Sansa it's worse and more terrible than she thought, but brings the strangest kinds of closure; and for Stannis it's about understanding what happens when you think magic can only do good and that if it's magic it's GOOD.

I personally enjoy age difference romance but only when it's tastefully done and relies on tropes and plotlines that frames things in a way that show the characters aren't trying for the problematic parts of that state of being. So I'd want to build up these two characters into the kind of love that heals the land and fulfills prophecies, but without leaning into any of the creepy stuff, heh.

I chose ASOIAF cause I know that's your fandom (one of your fandoms! my brain is requiring me to put this here because I don't want to be like 'THIS IS YOUR ONLY FANDOM' oh silly brains sometimes), but I recognize that often even people in the same fandom are ships passing in the night, so I hope this didn't touch on anything you dislike! If so, sorry about that, and it's NP if it's not your thing! 💚

Send me a book emoji in my ask box and I'll describe a story I've never written but dreamed about!

[knightofhylia]

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Read eli's journal?

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reasons I know my god is here:

🌊lots of things pointing to nayru as well. niseag is my main water deity, both associated with blue/bluegreen so they work well together. I also randomly decided to dye my hair blue and I think that may have been influenced by her lol

👽turned on the radio to random alien Lazer beam music on the classic channel (it's called water wine brandy brine btw). Also found an Ocean Dreams CD that claimed to cure liver disease and was too dangerous to listen to while driving because it was SO relaxing. He lovess new age ocean vibes!

🎸 been listening to a lot of classic and progressive rock lately, he is the Bard so music is kinda our main form of communication

🍀been getting 4s a lot lately, which they are the 4th colour so that tracks

🎧my usual sleep podcasts newest episode is 'journey to atlantis' theme

🐍Lots of loch Ness monster stuff coming up in ads and on my timeline which is his patron cryptid. also a definite influx in mermaid and dragon imagery, which are his most commen manifestations

🤯wack nightmares sbout dragons or straight up being Niseag and swimming around so that too

🧠the lesson they gave me this month was about being on the brink of recovery but getting threatened to fall back into bad habits and yeah let's just say hu tzoye' (the lord) is testing me and the anger side of my BPD since I proved my rejection sensitvity dysphoria is under control

🃏 Channeling him through the cards has given me a peek into his struggles with something I struggle with as well: being a vessel of so many different people 🤪 although I'm not a system, I do share this body with other spirits so hes brrn good st reminding me that I can only do the best I can with the resources im given!!!

🤔Lots of thoughts on death, reincarnation, and all the relationships and ties those create. can you be mad at someone after they've died and changed into something else? We shall see!

📖 urge to write more, which he is the Bard so he has the inspo to give!

I tried to make a moodboard but failed so for his aesthetic check out #tmikh niseag

[spindaonateaspoon]

📓 :3c

Okay so I started writing an original story based on a dream I had that fucked me up for months. Buckle up, this is a long one

The story revolved around two friends, a nonbinary MC and their male bestie, who, shortly before they're about to move off to go to separate colleges, go for a hike in the woods and find an old house. They soon realize that this house collects lost and abandoned things. All of its rooms and garden are filled with things from old houses, abandoned places, forgotten rooms. It can also change its layout, but never when they're looking. They decide to stay here for a little while, and a little while turns into a long while

Bestie has always had a crush on MC, and this is something they'd addressed and moved past, but being in this magical house together causes him to grow bored and resentful. This spooks MC, because they don't want him to leave (which they are both perfectly capable of doing; they've just chosen not to). So, in an effort to keep him happy there, MC offers to sleep with him, and they do one time. It's not particularly good, and they both feel really weird about it, and this ends up changing their relationship for the worse. They've never as comfortable around each other as they were before.

BUT, because of this, MC gets pregnant and has a son.

And this is actually really good. The two are able to find a huge swath of common ground because of their son, and things are different but they're happy. Meanwhile, MC becomes really tuned in to the house, and the house tunes in to them. While at the beginning things would appear randomly, now everyone is noticing that the house seems to be able to intune what they want and need; prioritizing their favorite foods and books, and making more blankets appear on cold nights, and shifting the layout to the house to help them get where they want to go in it. MC is much more in touch with the house than Bestie, in part because he's still not fully content there.

And then a new man walks into the house. He's a professor who was out for a hike in Appalachia, and entered out of curiosity just like MC and Bestie did. Bestie is immediately really into this guy, and the two of them get very close while MC is left behind. MC grows jealous, but tries to be open and welcoming. But they can't really get the results that they want, and soon they are cut out of their bestie's life.

And then one night they catch the new man and Bestie leaving with their baby. They try to stop them, but they can't. The man slams the door in their face, and when they open it, the three are gone, and the house isn't even where it was when they left it, so they can't go after them.

Years pass, and MC becomes a ghost in the house, existing but empty of purpose. The house takes care of them, and they become so deeply integrated into it that they can manifest things out of the house itself, directing plants to grow out of the walls and willing certain things to appear.

Then one day, Bestie, the man, their son, and a team of researchers waltz into the house. The man has returned with a team of grad students to research the house so that he can find a way to profit off of it.

While they begin the fruitless task of figuring out how the house works, MC watches from a distance. They learn that Bestie and the Man have a tumultuous relationship with a severe power imbalance with the man getting whatever he wants, that their son hasn't aged at the same rate as passing time, and that he appears to have developmental delays (which he did not have when he lived with them!). MC's lurking leads to the graduate students thinking that they are a ghost, and it's a long time before they realize that they are a) an actual person and b) have some pretty substantial history with their professor (the man) and his partner (the bestie).

A bunch of shit happens that shows the students that they're on the wrong side of whatever is going on here, and that shows MC that the man is an asshole. The tipping point is when they catch him smacking around their son. They attack him, and the two have to be broken up by the bestie and the students. The students take MC's side, bestie takes the man's side, and this is the official schism in the house.

The man, furious, decides that he's had enough and that he wants to leave, but Bestie is finally starting to figure out that his man is a piece of shit and doesn't want to go with him. The man is having none of this, and fully intends to force Bestie to leave. The house, however, is not inclined to give them time to decide, and starts heaving and moving hallways and opening doors to fling them out the open door. This is the first time that anyone has ever seen the house change. It's ALWAYS only changed when no one is looking. The house has perched itself on a massive cliff, with the intention of dumping the two of them down a long fall. Bestie ends up clinging to the bottom of the door, and his man is clinging to his waist.

The house gives MC a chance to intervene, and they offer Bestie their hand and tell him "I'll help you if you accept my help!"

And he reaches for their hand, willing to admit that he's been a huge douchebag for the better half of a decade and he knows that he has turned his back on them and that accepting this help means making it up to them...

But his man reaches up and swipes his hand away, and in doing so, breaks Bestie's hold on the door, and the two plummet to their death.

And then the houses closes the door.

I left out a lot because there were so many middle things in here but. Can you see why this dream scrambled my brain?

I got about halfway through it before I lost steam, in part because it was so emotionally trying to write that I just had to step away for a while. But I'm excited to eventually finish it! Eventually!

[valley-o]

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so ages ago, like 2021, i was thinking abt writing a timeloop fic abt ranboo. where it would Start off seeming normal but every time more and more tiny things would seem wrong until it became clear that the world was fucked up entirely. this was back when Dream Being In His Brain was a big thing so yee it was gonna be so cool and Psychologically Horrifying :)

[cringerabbit]

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[100dollars2success-blog]

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[theoccoven]

❝Well aren’t you a curious thing-.❞

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝘽𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙘 𝙄𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 ࿐ྂ

⇢ Name[s]: Evan Bautista ⇢ Other Name[s]: Alice Kingsleigh ⇢ Nickname[s]: Skrunkly [Erik], My Little Psycho [Erik], Any Non-Normal Nickname [Erik], Demon in a Human Disguise [Il-Seong], Beautiful [Il-Seong] ⇢ Like[s]: Children’s Books, Telling Stories, Story Time, Sleeping, Writing, Creativity, Strange Funky Dreams, Roses, the Smell of Dead Roses, Perfumes, Quill/Fountain Pens ⇢ Dislike[s]: the Psych Ward, People with no Imagination, Uncreativity

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙨 ࿐ྂ

⇢ Species: Human ⇢ Gender: Male [She/Him] ⇢ Sexuality: Pansexual ⇢ Age: 20 [Current] [07.22.2004] [Cancer] ⇢ Height: 5’9” [175.26 cm] ⇢ Abilities: Manipulation, Gaslighting, Sweet Talking, Knife Skills ⇢ Special Item[s]: Her Copy of ‘The Giving Tree’, A Red Pocket Knife with Roses ⇢ Birthplace: Las Piñas, Philippines ⇢ Residence: N/A ⇢ Status: Alive

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨 ࿐ྂ

⇢ Occupation[s]: Children’s Book Writer and Children’s Book Reader [Secret Yandere] ⇢ Affiliation[s]: Clover Wood Library [Where He Does Story Time], Red Heart Publishing [The Publishing Company She Works With] ⇢ Former Occupation[s]: None

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝙍𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 ࿐ྂ

⇢ Family: Unnamed Father [Deceased], Alma [Mom] ⇢ Friend[s]: Il-Seong [Frenemies], Erik [Best Friend] ⇢ Romantic Interest[s]: Il-Seong [Boyfriend] and Erik [Partner] ⇢ Enemies: N/A ⇢ Others: N/A

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙤𝙪𝙨 ࿐ྂ

⇢ Representative Symbol[s]: Roses, Daggers, Wilting Rose Emoji [🥀], Red Colors//Mainly Crimson Red

⇢ Faceclaim[s]: Ryan Nguyen [@/azngami on instagram]

⇢ Voiceclaim[s]: N/A

⇢ Other Claim[s]: N/A

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬 ࿐ྂ

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⇢ #📓evan work [Stories, Works, Etc.] | #📌evan sticky note [Random Blurbs, Normally Written on a Sticky Note Before Putting It On Here], #📷evan picrew [Random Picrews I Made] | #🎵evan music [Just Music] | #🖍️evan moodboard [Moodboards!]

⇢ There will be more added as time passes!! Some things might also change!!

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[pikespeakzinefest]

✴️NINA JUDSON✴️ one-plus-one.org/products/zines instagram.com/nina_judson 🔹Fort Collins, CO 🔸Bio: I am an urban sketcher and a published illustrator. I have been sketching my way around family, kids and work for almost 5 years. I came across zines in the summer of 2022 and have been enchanted with them since.

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✴️NINE OF ALL TRADES✴️ Ninamoldawsky.com/nineofalltrades instagram.com/nineofalltrades 🔹Colorado Springs, CO 🔸Bio: Nine of All Trades sells quaint crafts and cute cats. It it is run by Nina Moldawsky, who wishes to use her many trades to tell many stories. 📘📙📓 ✴️PATTI SMITHSONIAN✴️ pattismithsonian.com instagram.com/pattismithsonian 🔹Colorado Springs, CO 🔸Bio: Patti Smithsonian is known for her imaginative puppet theater performances that have toured worldwide. 📘📙📓 ✴️PAUL K. TUNIS✴️ paulktunis.com instagram.com/paulktunis twitter.com/paulktunis 🔹Alamosa, CO 🔸Bio: Paul K. Tunis is a comics poet from the desert. His work explores the real world in a dream world way. 📘📙📓 ✴️PEAKE ART✴️ www.coroflot.com/PeakeGraffix www.instagram.com/JantzenPeake 🔹Colorado Springs , CO 🔸Bio: I am a Multi Media artist based out of Colorado Springs. I specialize in Murals, Art Curations, Art Instructing to list a few of my specialities. I integrate classic cartoons and pop culture into my work with a dark yet fun vibrancy of colors. 📘📙📓 ✴️PINK PITCHER✴️ RootandBranchComic.com patreon.com/PinkPitcher twitter.com/pinkmakescomics instagram.com/pinkilicious7 Mastodon - @PinkMakesComics @comics.town tumblr.com/rootandbranchcomic 🔹Westcliffe, CO 🔸Bio: Hello! Iʼm Pink, the author and artist of Root & Branch, an epic fantasy adventure comic! I work in watercolors and ink, and in addition to making comics I love drawing RPG characters and beefcake. 📘📙📓 ✴️PRINCESS SOOPERS ZINES✴️ instagram.com/princess_soopers 🔹Colorado Springs, CO 🔸Bio: Jennifer Eltringham (she/her) uses zines in her work as a librarian, where she gets to talk to students about information, print culture, and why it all matters. She also takes every opportunity she can get to yell about the moon and possums, North America’s only native marsupial. She makes mostly perzines - she anticipates that her magnum opus will be a zine ode to chicken nuggets. 📘📙📓 ✴️PURE STAIN///AJ✴️ instagram.com/pure_piss 🔹Colorado Springs, CO 🔸Bio: Aj is a multidisciplinary artist. Their zines range from analogue film to illustration, utilizing different paper making and printing techniques. Their works are inspired by documentary photography, nature, anime and y2k tattoo aesthetics. 📘📙📓 ✴️RACHEL BARD✴️ www.rachelbard.com instagram.com/rachel_bard 🔹Chicago, IL 🔸Bio: I create unusual zines in a variety of formats and styles. I print and assemble all of them by hand. I like to experiment with unconventional book formats and materials and my zines are short, all-ages, and can usually fit in the palm of your hand. 📘📙📓 ✴️RORRIED✴️ art-by-rory.neocities.org instagram.com/rorried 🔹Loveland, CO 🔸Bio: Rory Pedersen, known as Rorried on the internet, is a queer and trans art student who works in a wide variety of mediums. He grew up in Austin, Texas. Outside of making art, Rory enjoys playing video games and reading with his cat. 📘📙📓 ✴️S.A.P. PRESSING✴️ sappressing.wordpress.com 🔹Denver, CO. 🔸Bio: S.A.P. Pressing publishes zines on interrelated topics of sci-fi/fantasy, science/magic, colonization/racism, futurism/history. "Battle of Antarctica," the newest zine in Enduring Change in Dead Systems series, is being released in August 2023. 📘📙📓

[wwwdlabrie]

✊🏿✌🏿👊🏿☝🏿👏🏿🇰🇷 #MlkDay Reflections "Every1 can be great, because Every1 can SERVE" #MLK #CityYear #LIFEWORKS Come from a good family & loving mother.Pretty good,smart kid but grew up in 1 of 🏚hoods in 🇺🇸 #EastOakland By young age,had a dream to be 🌍🌎🌏rap star ✅ I did ok in school. By my teens had to start supporting myself so I found afterschool jobs &eventually got a mall job&lost interest in school. I learned alot @castlemonthigh but it was dangerous environment.Dove into 🖌🖼🖍📝🎤🎧🎙💿🎶📸🏀📚📓🧢👕🩳🎒✌🏿👊🏿☝🏿🧮💿📼 anything to keep my mind on a my creative passions. Sadly I didn't graduate high school w my peers B4 millineum was going nowhere fast. I was a talented Hip Hop Artist but at the time it was a pipe dream & I was giving up Hope. Back then was alot harder to start have a music career. No diploma,Was turning 2 streets,Fights,Going to jail,Continuation school,became young father &son had been taken against my. I had a decent job but didnt wanna sell 👟🥾👠 4ever. Looked like I'd become another statistic. Until @allseeramfm my big bro/mentor reached out 2 get me out of #Oakland offered me a job at @cityyearsanjose @americorps & told me join rap group w @i_am_md_84 At ⌚ really didn't want 2 move 2 #SanJose He convinced me,and it was best decision of my life Dedicated 1 yr of service to #SiliconValley #BayArea which lead to; 2,3 more yrs, got my diploma, then joined & helped grow @hiphopcongressinc (National grassroots non profit) ,going to @deanzacollege & starting my music company @rdv_promo thats successful 2 this day. All came from my #Americorps scholarship $$ & ever since been living my dream🌐rap star, educator,activist. Pic: @cityyear site Erikson Elem. I was trained to work in classrooms Teaching kids of all ages, tutoring 1 on 1 in reading/math, running my own after school programs developed with my team.This is the lunch 🏀 league I created for boys and girls. It was intense we had playoffs,championship everything.Still talk to some of parents,kids,staff. Serving others saved me 💛🇺🇸🙏🏿 #DLabrie #LinkinBio #MrNETW3RK #RonDavouxRecords #RDV #HipHopCongress #CityYearSanJose #SiliconValley #CY #CYSJ #CYSJSV (at City Year San José/Silicon Valley) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnjclmyygq1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[dokuixote]

[12:29] | 📓 librarian!wonwoo

“Hey, thought you might like this too. :)”

a boyish handwriting scribbled in a yellow sticky note is taped at a book placed on your favorite spot at the library. again.

it’s the fourth time this month, you recall as you carefully fold the note and store it safely on your pocket. “I think you’ll have fun reading this. :)” “Try this. :)” “This is my favorite author. I think this book is up your alley. :)” you now have a growing collection of book recommendations lacking a name of the sender but always with a signatory in a form of a smiley face.

‘The Miracles of the Namiya General Store’ the cover reads. you scan the room for any sign of the mysterious sender, but to no surprise, everyone within your eyesight is too occupied to care hunched over their papers, books, and laptops. you also flip through the last page and scan the borrower history of the book only to find it empty.

you sadly sigh, wondering when you can meet this person to talk about the story and personally thank them for recommending books you have been genuinely enjoying reading for the past weeks. nameless and faceless, how are you supposed to say that you kept all the sticky notes of annotations in a clear jar at your desk back at home because it makes you smile when you catch a glimpse of it?

defeated albeit eager for a new read, you walk back to the librarian’s desk to officially borrow the book and consume it in the comforts of your own home.

“you again? i’m surprised there are still books here left for you to borrow.” wonwoo teasingly chuckles when he sees you approach with a book and your worn library card at hand.

“oh don’t you worry, i won’t steal your biggest geek world-title.” you roll your eyes at the librarian-turned-friend which earned a laugh from him. from the numerous small talks you had with wonwoo, you discovered he’s few years your senior, likes (and is alike) a cat, prefers mystery over coming-of-age, and he’s on duty during tuesdays, thursdays, and saturdays because he attends classes during the rest of the week and sundays are reserved for campaign mode in his newly-installed RPG.

“hmm, interesting choice.” wonwoo comments while he flips through the book for information.

“you read it? is it good? oh and have you noticed anyone hanging out at my spot recently?” you fire away questions, subtly keen on discovering any clue on who’s been leaving books for you.

wonwoo looks up at you and raises his brows at your flushing cheeks and almost sparkling eyes. he puts his fingers up, “1, yes, i have read it. 2, yes it is good. i liked it. and 3, no, i haven’t seen anyone in your so-called spot which, by the way, isn’t just reserved for you even though you’re our secret-favorite customer. why are you asking?”

“nothing, just curious is all.” you clear your throat and pretentiously say with nonchalance, hiding the disappointment from thinking this is the day you finally have somewhere to start on finding your incognito friend.

wonwoo, knowing better, only gives you a pointed look.

“okay fine, it’s just someone’s been leaving all these books for me and i love every single one of it and i appreciate it and i just,” you explain and mumble, “i want to at least take them out for a coffee or something.”

“oh, then i’ll let you know if i notice something.” wonwoo bites back a smile and hands you the book now permitted to leave the premises of the local library. “hope you’ll like it as much as i did.”

you nod and thank him. “alright, i’ll get going now and trust your word. see you in 3 days! don’t miss me too much, wonwoo!” you jest as you exit.

wonwoo quietly laughs and shakes his head at how goofy you looked while giving him a salute through the glass door. once you were beyond his sight, he goes back to his desk and gets ‘Dollar Good Dream Department Store’. he reaches for a nearby yellow sticky note and writes, “Give this a try. :) <3”

maybe he’d give this book in a coffee shop soon.