#I don't know how I got here I just know that my brain chose chaos today

[queercherrypie]

Dean being totally normal around guys with piercing eyes and long brown hair.

[ixiot-ghostrebel]

Time for brain rot for honkai star rail

Reader as prhopet of aeon that represents the chaeos: aeon of chaos belives the universe as is it is chaotic and becose of that universe is perfect so anyone who wants to destroy the universe or make evryone imortal are enemy of chaos

As for how reader becomes the prophet of the aeon of chaos well that simple the chaos helped readers home planet in deafting the fragmentun monsters and reader and few other are the first of pepoles who chose to take path of chaos

And reader as the prophet has role of spreading the knowledge of chaos to more and more pepole in universe and is good at it

As for reader personality they are kind of like trailblazer or travler form genshin impact but if we chose most of the time the funny lines like calling painon emergency but they can be serious if the situation is died or if some one badmouth the aeon of chaos

Image reaction of pepole like bronya,fu xuan and sliver wolf

OHOHOHO...First Honkai: Star Rail post, here I come! Thanks for the brainrot, @zardas75 ! :)

Btw, I'm sorry—I deleted your previous brainrot due to my lack of motivation :') Hopefully this shall redeem myself!

Some context before we dive in: the "Prophet of Chaos" role is a title specifically for the soul that is chosen with the highest blessing of Chaos—given by the Aeon of Chaos themselves, Khaos.

The Prophet of Chaos's job is to spread word of the principles that the Aeon of Chaos heavily believes in. In Reader's home world, Erisnyx, the Prophet of Chaos also maintains the shrine estate that is dedicated to Khaos.

They don't mind anyone else that do not worship Khaos—so long as they behave themselves. Because they are blessed with the Path of Chaos, anyone who dares defy their words in the Shrine of Chaos will meet their unrestful doom.

You, the Reader, have decided to take a slight detour on the traditions, wanting to see the vast universe outside of Erisnyx while also maintaining your job as the Prophet of Chaos.

Naturally, when you meet others, religion isn't always going to be your first topic. Not even with friends, sometimes.

Prophet of Chaos!Reader with Bronya, SilverWolf, and Fu Xuan!

(Warning: May be OOC!)

Bronya Rand

The first time you both met, you were as chaotic as ever that Bronya was beginning to worry that you might cause trouble in Belebog.

Safe to say, she was relieved when you behaved yourself. Now you guys were friends—mainly because of you throwing your chaotic-self into her life. It's made quite the impact.

She's actually pretty glad that you're in her life lol. She isn't sure how she got someone with a nice yet chaotic balance such as yourself. You were basically the scale, the fine line, of chaos and peace.

When you randomly mention right out of the blue that you're actually a Prophet of Chaos—someone blessed by the Aeon of Chaos themself—she was kind of shocked. I mean, sure—she's seen stellarons and the trailblazer get...you know...but this was a little more different. You were completely normal, someone that anyone would assume to be just one of those "gremlin friends"

"So...Khaos causing chaos, simply because they believe the universe is chaotic and it's perfect that way?" "That's why trash cans are a miracle to walk upon."

Yes, that's how it goes. Your chaotic-self messing up Bronya's brain of comprehension. Not that she's complaining—she loves you the way you are :)

Fu Xuan

The moment she foresaw you in one of her divinitions, Fu Xuan thought she would have to deal with another, and perhaps even greater than the General himself, headache and nuisance.

When she first met you, though, she was surprised. You were not only chaotic, but very peaceful. You were a perfect balance—as if the hexagrams, the stars, and the planets have aligned perfectly, in harmony, forever and always.

Sure, you do give her a headache from time to time, but she's overall glad to have you for a friend (or something more 👀), even if you do do stupid things.

When you tell her that you were the Prophet selected by the Aeon of Chaos themself, Fu Xuan isn't exactly surprised. It doesn't take that much to connect the dots that you follow a specific aeon and their principles—following the Path of Chaos actually fits you, if she was being honest.

"I can certainly see how you fit your role, Y/N. You certainly have the personality and strong will to hold these principles to your heart." One of the few times she smiles, even if it is a small one. The Master Diviner is also highly interested of what you do back in your homeland, so please indulge her in a few stories on her break time!

Silver Wolf

When she first met you, she didn't think much about you. Not until you practically bombed your way into her path.

She absolutely loves your chaotic energy, even if she won't say it. Sure, sometimes they're a little too much, but it's endearing to be with people that interest you, no?

When she gets to know you better Silver Wolf is pretty intrigued of how you became the Prophet of Chaos. Did you have to go through trials? Challenges? Rites? What kind of stuff do you do? Where they that boring that you left your homeland?

"So the entire universe is just a perfect form of chaos?" Though her tone doesn't show it, Silver Wolf's perspective of this entire game that is the universe gets suddenly shifted when you're around now. It's like you can make even the most mundane and boring things into a grand invitation for an epic event that doesn't disappoint.

"Be sure to touch some grass." Silver Wolf also loves your sense of humor. You fit her gamer slang too well.

And we're done! I hope you enjoyed it :) Thank you for being my first HSR fanfic requester, Zardas75!

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Gray's SuperBat Fic Recs

I have spent since May reading through the SuperBat tag on AO3 and have over 100 fics saved in my bookmarks but @thebibliosphere mentioned wanting some recs so I'm going to just rec a few that live in my head rent free.

(these are in no particular preference order other than they're probably in this order in my bookmarks XD) (also if you're an author and I have tagged the wrong blog let me know and I will change it)

An Innocent Cicisbeo by @mithen - This is the most recent one I've bookmarked, so it's very much so on my mind. I'm not usually one for Regency AUs but I really like how this one handled keeping everyone's powers and abilities but making them more tailored to the age. Also it's an arranged marriage AU and I am very weak for those.

Take Care of Business by @frownyalfred - A work teleconference that descends into absolute chaos in the form of the batkids, who woke up and chose violence. This one is good on it's own but there's also a podfic version by @mayonnaisetoffees that kicks that chaos up to 11.

Through a Glass Darkly by @susiecarter - An apocalypse AU of the snyderverse, this one is quite dark but slowly grows more positive over time. It features some extremely spot-on characterizations and an overall Mad Max vibe that I enjoy immensely.

This Time Around by @castlesteads - What's better than one formerly dead person trying to find their place in the world? TWO formerly dead people trying to find their place in the world. Clark helps Jason claw his way out of his grave and back to the land of the living. I love a found family where they quite literally find each other in the most heartbreaking ways possible.

Build Me A Place (we'll call it home) by @spiritsflame - I love it when Kryptonians are completely normal until they really aren't. This one features Clark completely remodeling his apartment because of courtship instincts and Bruce badly fumbling the entire situation. I just want to shake both of them.

don't know the rules but i got to win by @susiecarter - This is another weird Kryptonian trait thing... but this time it is non-standard abstract reproduction feat. gardening. Surprisingly enough this isn't even the first fandom I have come across with gardening as a reproductive vector. Always a different take though. This one features literal fruit-based flirting and innuendo, for a start.

A Common Misconception by rotasha - I have a very special place in my heart for fake dating aus, but this one is like watching two guys play an extremely slow and obvious game of chicken while not even realizing they're in a game at all. Fake dating for a whole year without catching feelings? Psh, easy. Spoiler alert, I don't entirely remember right now but I don't think they even make it a year XD

over this threshold by orphean - Another fake dating au but an entirely different vibe. Getting married for tax reasons is the oldest trick in the book but I am always here for falling in love when you're already planning on getting married. Also for someone so very smart Bruce can be extremely dumb and I love that for him.

Masking by @bombusbombus - I've read this fic like... probably more than 5 times and I am working (slowly) on a podfic of it. It heavily features both Clark and Bruce being neurodivergent together and falling in love via spending long hours in parallel play and infodumping and mutual unmasking both literal and figurative and just... I see a lot of myself in this fic.

There's a ton more I could rec, they're all in my bookmarks on AO3 but these are the ones that live in my brain the most these days. I hope others like them as much as I do.

[selfproclaimedunicorn]

F&B Chapter 2 thoughts:

Completely unserious opening. "King Aegon's 37 year reign was super peaceful if you ignore that it was founded on 2 genocides & setting everything on fire till all your other future subjects give up in fear. You also need to ignore the near 2 decades of war at its start. Those last actual 2 decades though? Practically a utopia!"

Once again: I feel bad for everyone forced to lose because One-gon & his much cooler sisters had dragons. You don't "take advantage of the chaos of Aegon's Conquest" to name yourselves independent if you actually want to be under his rule. They had a whole queen, a named queen, & then here came the literal whole navy & Visenya to threaten the Sistermen into submission. And then we see a queen regnant getting violently deposed by her own men & needlessly brutalized &/or humiliated for her trouble a second time. Marla Sunderland deserved better. Why the fuck did she get her tongue cut out 5 years after the fact, George? And the framing of Steffon Sunderland's sons being fostered with the Manderlys & the Arryns. "He handed them over for his good behavior," they were hostages & probably straight up yoinked. I hope Maester Gyldayn was compensated for his work, because this man was in the trenches trying to make the Targs look good.

The Ironborn have never known how to act, & I love them. Straight up murdering each other for a whole year bc their royal family for the last few centuries got turned into a brick oven pizza in one (1) night. Babes, just reinstate the kingsmoot. Also, I'm willing to believe that Lodos killed himself, but "thousands followed" is so fucking vague. The thousands who drowned with him were definitely killed for the crime of not wanting to live under One-gon/being potential dissidents who would rise up & start this shit over again.

Laughing eternally that everyone keeps clapping when One-gon shows up. "There were so few Ironmen left after a year of killing each other that they didn't resist. Also everyone cheered, they totally wanted to be under Valyrian rule!"

Stan Dorne, we love a Russian Winter Strategy. Also their ousting of Aegon's dudes after he was all "since they aren't here, I won & I'm taking their stuff" is the funniest fucking thing. "The Dornish Lords had a wager to see who could keep people alive longest while torturing them," be for real my dude, I know you pulled that out of your ass just to vilanize them & appease Aerys. This section is peak comedy, & full of icons. We love actually using our brains ❤️

YouExpectMeToFeelSorryForThatBitch.gif (you can decide who this is about, but if you name someone from Dorne you chose wrong)

Hey George, after all those back & forth war crimes bc Rhaenys fucked around & found out I'm gonna need to know tf was in that letter Prince Nymor wrote. You don't need to tell anyone else, just whisper it in my ear & I will take it to the grave. I just want to know what ended all of that, because good Lord. Everyone made the Conqueror Trio's refusal to get off Princess Meria's lawn every person on the respective opposing side's problem. I'm not going to fault Dorne for wanting them out, because context & also no one wanted the Targs around, but dadgum. Both sides were doing the absolute most (also I am not surprised that Aerys was more willing to have beastiality explained to his baby son than why the people of Dorne maybe hated them)

The "Dornish Courage" mockery thing are the words of bitter little haters who are just mad they didn't have the brain power to do what Meria did. Once again: what an icon. Stan Meria Martell.

[starlitangels]

My brain keeps telling me ‘body swap AU every fixation you have.’

Assuming I'm reading this correctly, here's a bunch of Body Swap AU headcanons for just the Redactedverse because it got super long and I honestly didn't have any decent ideas for a Sirenverse one... I might come back to that at a later time if I come up with any ideas (I don't have the narrative brain at the moment for how hefty a full fic would be... maybe later but no promises)

This is so long I gotta put most of it under a Keep Reading

Redactedverse

Okay. So. Basically, something magical happens because of course it does and every empowered soul swaps bodies (but not Cores) and all hell breaks loose (I "woke up and chose chaos" when I wrote this)

Milo wakes up in David's body, holding Angel instead of Sweetheart, and swears so loudly he's pretty sure all of Dahlia can hear him.

Angel gets jolted awake to David's voice with Milo's accent absolutely swearing up a storm—as "David" falls out of bed

They are both very confused

Though, after a bit of panicked and confused screaming, they figure out what's going on

Milo cannot get used to David's size. Either as a human or as a wolf when he shifts

Meanwhile...

Vincent is very confused when he wakes up in a familiar environment that is very much definitely not his house with the smell of a shifter beside him

He opens his eyes to see not his arm attached to not his body draped over definitely not his partner

Lovely jumps awake at Vincent's shriek—sounding like Sam's voice—and bamfs into a wolf

Cue more freaking out

It takes these two a bit longer to figure out WTF just happened

But eventually Lovely manages to shift back into a human

Meanwhile...

Sweetheart wakes up to voices. In their head. Lots of them, and they're loud.

Loudest of all is the unempowered man holding them from behind. Who is still asleep, and dreaming about food—while the Tetris theme plays in the back of his mind—and very much not Milo

Sweetheart's first instinct is to phase-cloak—and it doesn't come as easily as it always has, to the point where they're only cloaked and not phased—and they can't force out all the thoughts pressing in on them

And they're loud and confusing and just everywhere

When Geordi wakes up he can't see Cutie, but he can see the dent in the bed where their body is and he can hear them crying

And the cloak doesn't last as long as Sweetheart is used to being able to maintain it, so they reappear—and finally see that the body they're in is not their own

Geordi and Sweetheart both freak out, trying to figure out what's up

They get there eventually

Meanwhile...

David wakes up in Milo's body—smaller, skinner, shorter—holding Sweetheart's body

He also swears loud enough to wake half of Dahlia

Thus jolting Cutie awake—and the world is quieter than it's been since their powers manifested in terms of thoughts

But it's very much not quiet with how much this random guy with a shifter aura is shouting

Cutie tries to force themselves into his mind to calm him down—but the telepathy magic doesn't want to work and this shifter isn't even trying to force them out

In frustration, a pulse of magic shoots through Cutie's core—and they disappear

David and Cutie are both shouting—Aggro is yowling—it's a mess

(Give them a minute, they'll figure out something's up. It'll just take them more time)

(David also can't get used to Milo's size. He can't reach anything and he's not even that much shorter, dammit!)

Meanwhile...

Freelancer wakes up alone in a familiar apartment, but not a familiar bedroom. Everything is simultaneously warm and pleasantly cool at the same time

Getting out of the bed and leaving the bedroom reveals Damien's apartment

Freelancer looks around for Damien—trying to figure out if they had a drunk one-night-stand or something—and catches their reflection in the mirror

Time to shriek and freak out trying to figure out what's going on—finding Damien's phone on the nightstand to call somebody and—$#!+ they don't know his passcode

Meanwhile...

Darlin' does not know the room they woke up in. They don't know the scents, the decor, the bedsheets

Nor, particularly, the man holding onto them

They've seen a picture of Vincent Solaire, but never met him in person

Darlin' shoves "Vincent" away—but the growl that comes to their throat is not theirs and not as animalistic as they're used to

Darlin' feels static electricity building up in the air as a powerful magical Core in their chest is freaking out and charging up

Sam wakes up to see Lovely with a very Darlin'-like hostile expression on their face and is also very confused

He doesn't scream or swear or freak out just yet.

Darlin' almost passes out hearing Vincent's voice with Sam's accent asking what's going on.

"Sam?!"

"Yeah... who else would I be?"

"You have Vincent's face so who do you think I would think you are?"

"Who are you then?"

"Darlin'!"

Coulda gone worse. Thank the heavens for Sam's level head

Meanwhile...

Damien is screaming the moment he wakes up. There is something touching him and he's not somewhere he knows and he doesn't know how he got here and—

And Gavin is confused as hell. Why is his deviant screaming and shouting at him to get off and don't touch and where are they and what's going on?!

These two figure out some body swap magic shenanigans have gone on fairly quickly

Damien is absolutely mortified and pissed off—and Gavin is laughing his head off

He calls Damien's phone so Freelancer actually can answer—and Freelancer starts laughing too

Damien is not amused

Meanwhile...

Asher wakes up in Christian's body, holding Amanda—who is actually Arden

And they're both screaming and trying to figure out what's going on

Arden is disgusted to be in her brother's girlfriend's body

Asher isn't feeling any better than Arden and they're just screaming at each other

(Amanda wakes up alone at Arden's place and doesn't realize anything is wrong for fifteen minutes)

Meanwhile...

Lasko hits his head on something the second he wakes up

His hands are too big and the apartment seems so small and why is the bed so low to the ground?

This isn't his apartment!

His usual stutter is gone in favor of a very long and creative string of swears

He doesn't duck to go through the bedroom doorframe and feels hair that is not his brush against the frame

He sees Huxley's face looking back at him in the reflection of the microwave door

And passes out on the floor of the kitchen. Huxley's on the ground floor though so there's no one below him to disturb

He'll wake up in thirty seconds. He's fine

Meanwhile...

Babe wakes up to snuggle closer against Asher—who is, apparently, still asleep (which doesn't surprise Babe at all)

But with a little suggestive teasing, rouses him from his sleep—

And he's immediately pushing Babe away from him and shouting

Asher's voice with Christian's accent makes Babe fairly convinced that they're still asleep and having the weirdest damn dream of their entire life

But after years of dealing with Asher, Babe manages to calm Christian down and they talk like adults and figure out that it's Christian in Asher's body

Babe absolutely makes a dirty joke that gets a very sharp glare thrown at them from Christian

Meanwhile...

Huxley feels... weirdly light?

But he's not in his room and he's not in his apartment

He recognizes Lasko's place, but he cannot figure out why he's there

He ducks under the doorframe out of habit and it isn't until he's through the bedroom door that he realizes how short he is

Lasko isn't even short but Huxley is used to being abnormally giant

Confused and puzzled, he goes into the bathroom and sees Lasko's wide eyes staring back at him

Huxley is even more confused, but he feels his Core, realizes it's an Air Elemental's, and figures something weird has been going on

He has to go find his friends and make sure they're all okay

I'm positive I missed somebody (in terms of main characters) but Elliot is currently trapped in a dreamscape and Starlight is in the Meridian at the moment so I didn't include them... still I'm sure I missed somebody else

[roses-and-lightnings]

Spilling my heart out about season 1 of Loki

This end of Loki got me thinking. A lot. Like, unstoppably. It's the third cliffhanger Marvel makes me go through, but this one in particular defyied all my virtues. It set discussions in my brain haywire and triggered a lot of associations and moral debates we've seen before not only in Loki, but all the MCU. I've been reviewing and writing down my thoughts for hours on end since I finished the episode. What bothered me the most wasn't the end and the fact all is fucked up. What truly bothered me to the point of writing an essay about it was the truth about it all. About the TVA being necessary, about the roles of villains and heros being tossed around, the blurred lines between good and evil.

There wasn't a solution. And I wanted one. So I started thinking: what would be ideal? What is need to be done? What could lead to a happy ending?

Let's analyze.

In the end, there's only two options: order and chaos. Order is trapping and ruthless, but safe. Chaos is free, but dangerous. Here we reach a dilemma similar to Civil War. And like obeying or not obeying the Sokovian Accords, both ways had their pros, cons and flaws. None would be ideal or perfect for a lot of reasons. Deprieving someone of free will is not right, but giving someone free will with no consideration of the consequences is not either.

He Who Remains just stepped up and chose order. Sylvie ended up choosing chaos. But what could prevent them from ever having to make that choice?

Keep up with me.

The multiversal war, right? A scenario where variants fights for supremacy. So, what if, simply, every variant just go chillin' in their own flow of time, accepting the others as they are and don't fight for existance? That would be a way everyone can do what they want, be whoever they are, without being controlled by the TVA. Croki eats the neighbour's cat, Old Loki returns to be with his brother, Kid Loki kills Thor, and our Loki just fucking escapes with the Tesseract. Every variant live their own lives, dealing with the consequences of their actions no matter what they were. We name that peace. Peace be the ideal scenario. No variants fighting like all those Lokis wanting to be king. How does that sound?

...

Difficult, right? Very difficult, especially to mantain. Assume you are a Loki surrounded by other Lokis. Or that you're a He Who Remains and his variants. How can you be sure they'll not try to conquer you, and how can they be sure you're not going to conquer them? You can't, they can't. Everyone is capable of lying, decieving and stabbing backs. You can't trust anyone and you can't be trusted.

But wait, in our lives, we do that anyway. We trust people, we establish truces, we sometimes put others first regardless. And we see two Lokis doing that in the serie. So, a peace scenario is difficult, but NOT impossible. So, how do we manage to make peace?

The key be

Everyone trusts everyone

Everyone is friends with each other

Everyone is considered by everyone

No matter how I look at it

Love is still the answer

(You don’t know me, but irl I've been writing a novel about the meaning of love for 7 years now, so I'll sum up: love is, above all, kindness, respect and friendship. It's not only liking, caring and wanting to be with someone. It's included, obviously, but not limited to that. No matter the type of love: family, friend, self, romantic. None can function without these three aspects. So when I say "love", I say "kindness, respect and friendship", so whoever is reading this, make sure you get the meaning right)

You know something I realized after episode 6? The nexus event on Lamentis wasn't two variants of the same being falling in love, the fucking nexus event was they got closer, they cared for each other. Something that would never happen between someone who can't be trusted and someone who can't trust.

I hereby establish love IS key. Love is nexus. Love has the power to change fate's direction. And we need something like that to get where we want.

So basically, if every variant was like Loki and Sylvie, all different, all the same, in all the ways and still loving each other... But at the same time, even Loki and Sylvie weren't ideal, even if they loved each other they got into a fight because they had different beliefs, the same way different universes war with each other, so maybe just love is not enough?

Something else is important. Sylvie ruled over Loki and that's not how love works, she couldn't trust him and, out of anger, she belittled him. Because despite everything, she's not him. So even though she loved him, she couldn't listen, lay her weapons down, cease and desist. None of them could, by the end of the episode.

But they did it. They gave in for a single moment. Even in immense fear and pain, they stopped fighting, dropped their weapons, let the tears stream and kissed. For a moment, their love was stronger. If only that moment could last longer. If only they could have been stronger. Things would have turn out differently.

So here's key number two

Strength. The power to overcome your fear, control over your sense of survival, believing in someone. That’s courage. Where did we see that again? Oh right, when Old Loki chooses to face death for Loki and Sylvie. Come on, I know you remember he was afraid of Alioth, and had all reasons to turn his back and keep surviving, but he didn’t. He faced Alioth to help Loki and Sylvie. He found a way to believe them, to believe in himself, and take the action.

“I think we’re stronger than we realize”

And also when Mobius goes against the TVA. We‘ve seen that, we’ve seen they discussing AND the denial Mobius presented. But his love for Loki, their friendship, was stronger than that. He was brave enough to believe someone he cared about, and strong face the painful truth about his life work.

In order to bring peace, we need love. We need strength. We need strong love. That's what they needed. That's what they've shown us.

But I still feel something missing. Because even if Loki and Sylvie had it, even if they were in peace for that single moment, they didn't keep it that way. That's bad, because without the peace, there's war, and trying to solve war leads to the order and chaos dilemma. Among two Lokis or multiple universes, strong love brings peace, but can't keep it going forever. So are we just destined to run around circles?

After the 4 hours writing about it, my conclusion is: yes. No matter what we do, we will always find ourselves between order and chaos. We are fated to end up in the same place. But like I said, peace is possible, so what more could be missing here?

I present my third key

The only thing stronger than fear. The faith everything can work out. The belief that, even if something doesn't last forever, even if it's difficult and even if it seems impossible, the fight for it is worth it. The ability to find meaning and a reason to try. Hope. The feeling that we get when we want to believe in the best case scenario. And what keep us going even when the worst happens.

And what Sylvie ended up shutting her heart to, despite Loki’s best efforts, she could not believe him anymore. She went from:

“Loki, I don’t even know if this is gonna work.”

To taking his hand and saying:

“We’re going to enchant it. You do, because we’re the same.”

To this

For short, this took all that character development and trashed it. Something that also happens to all of us. We all have our weakness moments and they’re not any less frustrating. It’s what happens when we’re too hurt.

So, if you kept up with me and remember my first question, the answer is: in order to make peace, to solve the roots of the problem AND to create a better scenario, three things are required.

One: trust and be trust-worthy;

Two: dare think about others and not only yourself;

Three: don't give up or stop trying;

We can’t be strong and love all the times. Peace? We can’t keep it forever. But as long as we don’t give on it, there will always be a way.

To be honest, these 3 requirements apply not only to our characthers, but to real life, real conflicts and real hearts. We all need this virtues to make our reality the best possible.

Love. Strength. Hope.

I might as well tattoo this now. And only hope the next season we get a happier ending.

[soullostinspaceandtime]

OMG I saw someone else ask this

Tell me about some of your favourite dreams!!

Idndksks OMG I HAVE A LOT

I mean...most of them would be some goddamn tooth-rotten fluff with my favorite characters hehehehe, comfort sleep~

But sadly I don't remember some of my best! When you wake up and know you had an awesome killer dream and then you're just...not remembering it😔

And in general some dreams are just sooo damn confusing and stupid that I have to like them, no matter how horrible they are because damn my brain made that up??

But let's make a quick list here with some of my favorites (or simply dreams that are tooooo damn weird to not share) that I can think of right now:

- I in general have this dream where a magical medieval-kind-of world clashes with ours and then I just live in my house and go to school but some of our streets are just linked to an old market, ancient shops, a small village or even noble residences or palaces!

And then (for some unexplainable reason lmao) the prince or duke or whatever just decides we're engaged now to unite our worlds

And then it's all just chaos because OH NO HE'S HOT and then I'm like WAIT GIRL GET A GRIP and start screaming stuff like omg how dare u force me into this, what about my family??? My cats?? My LIFE-

And the dude is always so passive like ok sure, they can live here or close by, and you can still go to school...or we'll get you a private tutor (one of them literally was like I can buy you a thousand kittens) which makes me even more angry cause hello?? Could you at least pretend you care about my mental breakdown?? I'm your goddamn fiancée you rude bish-

And then I give in and we all grumpy and stuff but eventually we get over ourselves, mostly because I get harassed and he defends me and I realize he's not that much of a rude idiot or he almost gets assassinated and I save his ass because sure, I'm a much better fighter with a sword than a damn prince or duke...uhu brain, makes sense

And then he's like hmmmm, maybe she's not a total bitch, after he complained the whole dream long about having to marry me (even though he chose me - _ -)

I actually had that dream two days ago just...this time when he almost got killed...I had a gun💀

- one I had rather often in the last time is some celestial being wanting to control earth

He originally went for a kid from my school and controlled them to get some information because he needs puppets or sth.

So a small group from our class and all of their families literally decided to take him down lmfao

My family didn't know so it was a weird kind of oh dear! School is longer today because of a workshop! and I'll meet up with friends now! or I still need to finish a project at school!

And then there were undercover missions were we tried to spy on him and find out who in our group he controlled (because he had inside information no one should know about jsncksmskxckks) which ended in stuff like me having to run to the bathroom because oh shit, why is my family suddenly in this restaurant, I said I was studying, this wasn't the plan!

This particular failed mission ended with the celestial guy just walking in the toilet and telling me to stop following him, and then he gave me a hand kiss and disappeared

You can probably already feel where my shit brain was going jxnckskkss

So yeah...in the end POLT-TWIST! He was controlling me while I was asleep and I didn't notice cause I'm a deep sleeper djcnksms

Sometimes when I dream it, dream-me is aware he's controlling me but I can't talk about it because otherwise he might kill everyone I like and love (I know, real cute dreams I have cjdmdkkdls)

And then he started world domination and literally asked me to marry him while everything was burning around us and everyone else was screaming

And for some reason I suddenly wore this super fancy dress...also I said yes because dream-me has no common sense at all! 😭😂

- weeeelll...the one I had a week ago or so was...um...special

We where in this camp with other families and kids and we all knew each other for some unexplainable reason

We made a trip to an island where there were monkeys and other wild animals and they were in really bad health

And after we got back the guide told us to never ever go to that island again?? Buuut me and a made up sister of mine sneaked out at night and used a literal teleporter to get to the island and we watched the animals

We did that every night from there on until I suddenly decided they needed to get off of that island

I lied to everyone that the island was completely and utterly shitty and that the trees were plagued and the animals were suffering, I mean...they were but it still was a lie in my dream (yes, I'm aware, it makes no sense)

We were all jogging on some path all of a sudden and I tried to convince my mum to go and get the animals but they all were against it

So me and my "sister" sneaked out at night again but the transporter didn't work and teleported us to a parking space

It was so damn dark and our families were there and were talking

My sister ran to a car and opened it and before I could get in too some chained up criminal that was chilling there screamed that we were there and to stop us

And I told my sister to drive without me and she drove out of the parking lot and then a truck just drove her into another car

So dream-me did what everyone would do and decided to turn myself into elsa and her into anna and I used my ice powers to keep the car stretched so she doesn't get squished

Unfortunately another truck rammed into her and...she died (it doesn't make any sense tbh)

Then I ran back to the teleporter and it was able to travel through time now - _ - so I saved my anna-fake-sister and then suddenly everyone was ready to drive to the island with boats and get the animals?? Like ok thanks for the unnecessary drama, now I'm fucking elsa because of u guys

Fucking elsa that petted a jaguar and lost her arm but then the dream reversed and this time he just walked past...survival skills on point

Anyways, it ended with my family and me being back at our house and wondering where to put all the animals because they're dangerous and OMG THEY'RE GONNA EAT MY CATS-

...and then I woke up💀don't want to know how it goes on anyways cjnsks

- okay so in general the first dream I mentioned is a favorite, the second one is just...I don't know, I like it because of the story I guess? And the third one is so damn weird and confusing that I couldn't not mention it (sry to disturb you)

BUT!

Together with the first dream I have two others and those three are my truly big favorites!!!

- So, my dream consists of one of my favorite characters (one that has some sort of supernatural power) to fall into our world djgjkdk

I know, I know, I have loads of world-jumping in my dreams but it seems like my brain is trying to kind of give it some amount of..."sense" lol

And they get like...trapped in an object, because they're not supposed to exist in my world

So in my dream I find that object, most of the time it's a necklace and sometimes a bracelet or a ring and we start to communicate through it and I'm able to use their powers

And at first they're pissed because they are trapped and I'm carrying them around all the time after all, but then I always work on finding a way to free them and in exchange they help me with my homework or simply my everyday life and then we get along better

- And the next dream is pretty similar, they fall into our world, they get hurt, I find them and sneak out of the house to visit them and take care of them

They're all grumpy because why tf is this girl even here

In the end we get along better because we got to know each other

But I also get sucked into their world very often!! And those always end with the both of us getting yeeted into our world in a life threatening situation and me having to introduce them to my family...they are not amused >-<

So yeah, that would be some of my favorite dreams ^^! They all end up to be some love story with my comfort characters or absolutely lucid dreams that haunt me for the rest of my life. Do you have any dreams to share?

[itoshit]

'Thank you, I guess. The issue here is that she's not the only one that I lost. All my loved ones, friends and family included, vanished from my life, either dead or just gone. I'm not a stable person. My mind is fucked up, one day I want to let go of everything and jump from the roof of a building while the other I want to break some bones. It just... doesn't make sense anymore. My life, me even. And I don't know why I'm telling you all that but since you and I are gonna live under the same roof for god knows how long, you should probably know who I really am. I'm not a nice person, Vee. I'm toxic as hell.'

Breathing deeply I didn't dare look at you, too ashamed of what I was doing. Since when I opened up that way?

'And I want you to know that I'm sincerely sorry for what happened to you. The night we spent together was amazing and if I had to redo everything I would still chose you. But, I've never meant to hurt you in any way. Unfortunately I did though and nothing could fix it. But that's linked to what I'm saying since earlier, I'm not someone you can trust because I can't even trust myself. As soon as the issue with the Yamaguchi-gumi is over, I'll disappear from your life.'

Finally reaching the mall's parking I quickly changed the subject without even giving you time to answer. I didn't need one anyway, I knew that people were avoiding me like the plague. And I also knew that the less I was mingling with innocents like you, the better you were. Even if that meant for me to stay alone.

'Just pick everything you want, I'm following you so choose a store and we'll be fine'

You looked uncomfortable at first, probably because you weren't used to be in that type of situations.

Raising an eyebrow at you I chuckled at your indecision.

'I'm gonna choose for you then yeah?'

Taking you by your wrist I dragged you to the first store I found, Gucci.

You kept tugging on my wrist to let you go, saying that there were other shops way cheaper.

'Do I look poor to you Vee? Koko is in charge of Bonten's money, I'm rich. Pick whatever you want or I'll do it for you and it won't be covering an inch of your body.'

Understanding the meaning you took the hint and strolled through the alleys of the shop. The sellers were all around you and it made me laugh because you looked so out of place.

That was cute and refreshing for my dead heart.

At the end you opted for few hoodies and sweatpants.

The next shop was a French brand, Dior I think?

In that one you've chosen some dresses and heels.

And the list went on and on, I was pleasing you and it made me happy.

You chose some sneakers and other stuff like makeup -don't ask me what was what, I wouldn't know.

'Thank you Mikey for everything, you're like my sugar daddy'

I knew you were only teasing but I couldn't help myself. Sliding one arm around your shoulder I whispered to your ear.

'I can be if you want me to'

You were going for the exit of the mall when I pulled you close again.

'You don't have any underwear right? And Victoria Secret is right here. Care to take a look?'

Grinning at your expression, I dragged you into the store, impatient to see what they got.

-Mikey

Mikey as a sugar daddy?? Might write something about that at some point 🤭

deep down i KNEW this was gonna happen. mod your brain is so BIG.

There’s nothing much I can do but allow him to pull us inside the lingerie store. Cheeks burning at the scantily clad mannequin in the display.

Immediately I’m flocked by attendants, rapid-fire questions hurled at me from all angles about my cup and bust size, the width of my hips. When I take too long, they assure me that they’ll measure me properly, tape already in their hands. Barely having a chance to utter a word, I’m even more speechless while they work, wrapping the tape around my waist, back, along my thighs and hips, and my chest, shouting an array of numbers, letters or combinations of both between themselves.

They clap when they’re done, giggling about how they’re gonna find me the cutest sets to wear for my boyfriend and I send a panicked, bug-eyed look to Mikey as we disappear through the aisles. He doesn’t even look phased, sending me a small wave while the shopping bags from all the other stores we’ve hit huddle around his feet like little kids.

Thongs. So many thongs.

They toss hundreds of them into my bag, some with the matching bra to complete the set, cooing how they’ll look so good on me, and how irresistible I’d look wearing them.

He’ll want to rip them off you, one gushes, winking. And I realize they’re talking about Mikey.

I flush again. They had no idea how much he liked ripping clothes.

Wait. I stumble back at my thoughts. Was I insinuating that I wanted Mikey to rip my clothes off? Shaking my head to rid myself of that kind of thinking, I follow behind them, voicing how I also wanted to go for comfort rather than just… appealing to the senses.

They understand me and carry me towards a section full of cheekies, boyshorts and underwear. My shoulders slump in relief— they covered much more than thongs did. When we finally regroup at the cash register, I have more underwear in my bag than I had in my drawers at home. Being spoiled like this would’ve made me swoon in another life, but I couldn’t help but feel like a burden to Mikey, especially with what he confided in me today.

I frown into his head as he moves to pay. He describes himself all wrong. He wasn’t toxic. He was broken, chewed up by life and spat out into a world where there weren’t healthy coping mechanisms to handle the buildup of trauma he accumulated. I wonder briefly to myself why I hadn’t told him that when I had the chance. That’s when I see it— red.

What happened to your hand? I gasp, taking it into mine.

He quickly tries to pull away, but I snatch it back subtly, so as not to alert the cashier of our mini power struggle. I scrutinize the wounds, gaping at the smeared red that had crusted over crimson from neglect. These wounds were fresh. More than that, they were naked, untreated, practically begging for an infection.

Here you are, the cashier beams at us, completely unaware of the tension between us, just high knowing she was the worker attached to such a big sale.

Mikey takes the bag with his uninjured hand. He has no other choice, I won’t let the other one go.

We walk out of the store and into the crowd of people again, chaos ensuing all around us.

Wanna go somewhere else? He asks. I know he’s trying to distract me from the obvious problem sitting atop his knuckles, but I’m onto him. Better yet, I have an idea.

Answering with, Yeah, I’m the one tugging him around, looking aimlessly at stores until I find the one I wanted— a convenience store. To buy supplies to wrap his wound. Properly.

I treated injured pets at my job every day and I was going to treat him too, even if I had to knock him out to do it.