#also had a terrifying sleep paralysis moment

[endlessdreaming]

had a terrible sleep but the show must go on 🐼

[thienan1s]

My imagine ( mirror ) :

Since he was little, Dark Choco often sleepwalked but no one knew because he often locked his bedroom door.

After Dark Cacao found out about Dark Choco talking to his reflection, Dark Cacao forced Dark Choco to sleep in his bedroom so he could keep an eye on his son from "that thing", Dark Choco tried to explain to his father that his reflection was harmless but his father wouldn't listen, helpless and tired it was already late at night he decided to follow his father's words to get some peace and continue explaining everything tomorrow, that didn't make things better.

Although Dark Cacao had planned to stay up all night to watch over his son, perhaps due to the hard work of dealing with the aftermath of Affogato + Cookies of Darkness and other problems of the kingdom, he had fallen asleep, but was suddenly awakened in the middle of the night by Dark Choco's noise.

When he woke up the first thing he witnessed was his son's strange behavior, Dark Choco instead of going to sleep was moving aimlessly around his room, while singing nonsense rhymes, when he tried to move to look at his son he found he couldn't ( he was having sleep paralysis ), he was immediately filled with panic and thought this was caused by the entity in the mirror ( he knew what sleep paralysis was, this wasn't the first time he had sleep paralysis but due to recent events he was overthinking ).

And as if that wasn't enough, another nail in the coffin in this situation, Dark Choco slowly approached the balcony in Dark Cacao's room, if his son's lifeless face and empty eyes weren't enough to scare him, then the fact that his precious child started to step onto the balcony's railing definitely terrified him to the bone, luckily at this moment he escaped the sleep paralysis and rushed in just in time to prevent his son from falling to his death.

Needless to say, things got worse after that, Dark Cacao and Dark Choco both fell on the ground after Dark Cacao forcefully pulled Dark Choco off the railing.

Dark Choco : What just happen ???

Dark Cacao : I SHOULD BE THE ONE ASKING THAT QUESTION, WHY DO YOU DO THOSE THINGS ???

Dark Choco : I do what ??? Father I've been sleeping all this time.

Dark Cacao : Your...don't remember anything ??? You told me you move and open your eyes and sing when you sleep ???

Dark Choco : I don't know about opening my eyes and singing but isn't it normal to move around in my sleep ? I mean i've been like that since i was a kid.

Dark Cacao :....

After that incident, he was not allowed to sleep alone anymore. There was always someone watching over him while he slept. That made Dark Choco lose his sense of privacy and was very stressed and uncomfortable.

Which also caused information and rumors to spread about Dark Choco's condition, the soldiers guarding Dark Choco were terrified of him sleepwalking, they said that when he sleepwalked he was like a walking corpse, the lifelessness in his expression, the way he sang and moved in his sleep terrified the soldiers not helping any as he even practiced swordplay in his sleep at one point, god bless the heart of the warrior guarding him back then.

People told each other that the entity in the mirror possessed his body at night while he slept, they pitied the prince even saying that all the sins the prince had committed before were caused by that entity even though Dark Choco and Dark Cacao told the truth that it was because of the cursed sword before.

[zipyolip]

Raw and Unfiltered: My Personal Experience as a Reality Shifter Along with My Experience with Manifestation

I said this in the comments and I'll say it again here: I broke this up into shorter posts to make it easier to digest, but check my page and let me know if you prefer the longer ones—I'm more focused on what helps you understand and relate best.

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I literally don’t have any other “method” except for LOA.

(Remember, you can shift using anything as long as you have faith and believe it'll work.)

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Here’s my interpretation of the Law of Assumption and how I’ve been using it:

Step 1: Have a thought (hey, you have those passively and naturally).

Step 2: Pick and keep and loop only the thoughts you like.

I like to make things easy, effortless, and natural. Basically, just staying in the “Yay ❤️” mindset because it’s none of my damn business how this shit works—I’m only interested in results.

Personally, I love this image because I'm just saying an affirmation and then moving on with my day. If you believe in God, imagine that the grey text is God telling you, "Don't worry about it. I've got it all handled. All you needed was to tell me what you wanted."

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Reality is Maluable

Reality is just as malleable as a dream. There’s literally nothing stopping you from flying or doing anything you want once you realize your power in this reality too.

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Lucid Dreaming vs. Reality Shifting

My entire life, I’ve been the kind of person who has incredibly vivid dreams. I’m talking about 7 dreams in a single night, or entire lifetimes within those 8 hours. As a child, I struggled with sleep paralysis and had terrifying nightmares. I wanted to free myself from being haunted, even in my sleep. (I was also terrified of the dark—like, yeah, there’s someone in that closet. I swear I’m not hallucinating, Mom!)

Before I even hit my teenage years, I decided to master lucid dreaming.

If you know about lucid dreaming, you’re probably familiar with the advice given to beginners: things like reality checks, such as trying to poke your finger through your hand or counting your fingers. Often, when you try to do this in a dream, your finger will pass right through your hand, or you’ll notice an inaccurate number of fingers. That’s the moment when you realize, “Oh! I’m in a dream!”

Shifting works similarly when it comes to those reminders.

Here’s why:

There are so many stories of people shifting by accident. Shifting is that easy—just like dreaming—that someone could literally transport their consciousness to another reality by accident. Sounds bizarre, right?

Let’s say you’ve been imagining your desired reality 24/7. You know it like the back of your hand—or better yet, let’s say you know just one person in that reality.

For this example, let’s say we’re shifting into the Naruto universe. (You know Naruto, right?)

Imagine waking up and suddenly seeing Naruto’s yellow-haired ass in your face (and you’ve been planning to shift into the Naruto world).

You’d be like, “Oh shit, I shifted.”

That’s literally the same thing as watching your finger go through your hand and thinking, “Oh shit, I’m dreaming.”

For the experienced lucid dreamers out there, you know that surge of power when you first realize you’re dreaming. That’s the moment when you realize you can literally do anything—like, just start flying out of nowhere because you wanted to. A personal favorite of mine.

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Honestly, You Can Shift Even Without Thoughts

Honestly, you can shift even without thoughts. Just the intention—focusing and believing you will make it to your desired reality—will do the job. Your subconscious already knows what you’re trying to do. It's like when you go to sleep—you don’t have to chant "I'm sleeping, I'm sleeping" over and over. You just lay down, expecting to fall asleep, and your body does the rest.

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My Life Before Reality Shifting and the Struggles I Faced

Like most of us, I found out about shifting in 2020 through TikTok. However, I didn’t know about the Law of Assumption at the time. So, most of my attempts back then were just that: attempts.

Though I didn’t struggle with the idea that it was real, I did have some bad habits of procrastinating and, as a young teenager, I didn’t have the same self-confidence in my ability to shift despite my faith in its existence.

I recall consuming so much info that I manifested experiencing symptoms. That ended up tripping me way the fuck out... not only that, but I was exerting way too much effort in attempts to change my 3D instead of just changing my mind and focusing on the 4D.

At some point, I had genuinely become scared of the idea of shifting. It was like I know I can do it, but should I? What will happen to me?

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Anti-Shifters... Let's Talk About It

Honestly, I’m almost at a loss for words because the concept of the multiverse has been around for millennia.

I mean, seriously, it’s in every media type and the CIA confirmed it.

If you're worried about other people's opinions, remember that some people think the Earth is flat, and the majority of America elected Trump as their president. The masses can be wrong.

Forget the haters. Remember this is YOUR reality! You dictate whether they have a say or not. You are me and I am you, I’m showing up in your reality exactly how you expect me to. You are the one who gives power to others. The best way to explain is this: others are NPCs (in the most respectful way possible) and you've already programmed their dialogue just by assuming how they'll act.

At the end of the day, you’re Judge, Jury, and the Executioner.

In my opinion, for someone to not even “entertain” shifting, not even as a concept, is a testament to their lack of intelligence and narrow-mindedness. This reality hasn’t even been past the fucking Milky Way. Where did y'all get the audacity to think that you know everything about everything? That’s like a 3-year-old trying to teach a Ph.D. student about their own subject. Where did you even get the audacity?

How would you know if shifting is real or not real if you just found out about it? To invalidate so many people's experiences, research, just because it's beyond your feeble mind to understand? Oh brother...

Half of those people don’t even wash their ass and feet in the shower. Be serious. They’re jokes, and they should be treated as such.

To the Anti Shifters: STOP ACTING LIKE YOU KNOW EVERYTHING WHEN YOU DON’T! I would genuinely bet money that you think the Earth is flat too ☠️

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Final Thoughts

Be comfortable knowing that you don’t know a damn thing. Let go of your obsession with external validation!

You are the only validation you will ever need.

All of this is just to say: Humans don't know jack shit about jack shit.

😭😭😭I don’t wanna “we live in a floating rock” this, but seriously, humans are animals and the only mammal on this Earth that primarily walks on two legs. You eat every other living thing on this planet, and by all means, you’re an abnormality that should not exist. And yet, you defy the laws of nature constantly and consistently. Honestly, a feat!

Give yourself a big round of applause because you’re already done with the hardest part of your soul's journey.

The only thing you’ve ever needed to shift, was exist.

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If anyone has any questions, feel free to just ask. I’m honestly doing this just for the love of the game. I haven’t attempted to document my journey before this, so this is a first for me.

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

I also have a brewing idea for a Dracula AU, where Lena is targeted by our titular figure because her blood has traces of magic in it, which makes her extra tasty.

Except it presents as night terrors/sleep paralysis at first. Lena is terrified and tries to avoid falling asleep, and nothing they do seems to fix the problem-- the moment Lena falls asleep without company/observation, the dark figure is at the end of her bed, leering at her, all while Lena is paralyzed to do anything.

(In this au, the shadows that coalesce around Drac works to paralyze his victims, then put them back to sleep after. His saliva heals the wounds after feeding, so there's never any trace that something happened.)

Then, one night, when Lena awakens to find her visitor has returned, Kara pops in to check on her, based on nothing but a gut feeling. She steps into the bedroom to find Lena pinned to her bed, Lena's eyes glassy but conscious and terrified, as a dark figure crouches over her, drinking.

Kara tackles the figure off of Lena, but before she can beat him to a pulp he disappears in a puff of smoke. Her attention immediately shoots back to Lena, still paralyzed and now bleeding profusely from the interrupted feeding.

She flies Lena to the tower, shouting for help as she tries to apply pressure, a stream of apologies streaming from her lips. Because they hadn't listened when Lena had told them it felt real, that it was more than sleep terrors born of stress and overwork.

They had tried to help, but didn't quite believe her.

"I'm sorry, Lena, I'm so sorry..."

[macsimagines]

sleep paralysis demon ran? halloweeny enough?

very spooky and yandere, but also hilarious because i just watched that brandon rodgers sleep demon video lmfao

TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, MINORS DNI, DEMONS, NON-CON TOUCHING, SOMONOPHILIA , Weird warning but the gif i used in this is scary so pls be aware

Yandere!Sleep Demon Ran Haitani

You're just the cutest, Ran has always thought so from the moment his eyes met yours. And he was terrifying. You always thought so ever since he started haunting you as a kid.

Ran learned very quickly that he needs to feed off of fear in order to live, and he picked up on the fact that children were the easiest to scare. And you were always so scared of him darling.

It was almost like when a boy bullies another girl in his class because he had a crush, except the boy was another worldly being that decided you were going too be his personal meal for the rest of your life.

As a little girl he'd always find ways to torture your paralyzed form from everything like pinching to pulling on your hair and sometimes when he was feeling more sadistic biting.

You tried to get help, told anyone that would listen but no one wanted to listen to you cry about the monster hiding in your closet anymore and so you were left to bear Ran's sadistic bullying alone.

Over the years he got better at it too. Jump scares weren't having the same effect anymore you got too used to it over the years, but that fine because he was smart enough to evolve his tactics.

He got very good at creeping out of corners you could just barely see out of the corner of your eyes. Knowing that he was there but being unable to fully make out what he was going to do to you.

Somehow Ran trained himself to be able to whisper at you from all angles making you confused about where his voice was coming from and where he was really hiding at. Sometimes the things he would say would vary from threats, to maniacal laughs to down right unhinged.

"Keep shaking, baby girl, you look so tasty~ Can't wait to take a fuckin' bite out of you~!" "HAHAHAHAHA! Lookit how scared you are? Don't even know what I'm gonna do or where I'm comin' from!?" "You're so fuckin' beautiful. You're all mine~"

Years go by and you're an adult who will never truly have a good nights sleep. It doesn't matter whether or not he's really there and if he's really messing with you. You're too paranoid to sleep more than four hours without worrying if he's going to show up.

He's learned not to push you too far, he can't have his favorite meal going off the deep end. He needs you around. So he'll leave you alone for weeks, just sitting where he knows you can see him, watching...smiling.

Ran delights in terrifying you, the way your eyes go wide and your body shakes, unable to do anything. The way your body breaths so hard and heavy desperate to make any sound for help but choked by his force to keep your fucking mouth shut. He enjoys all of that but truthfully...

Ran loves to watch you sleep. Your delicate features when your relaxed, how soft your body is when you feel safe instead of rigid when you think you're in danger. Your lips slightly parted just enough for him to kiss...

It's unimaginable to a creature like him, but he does find himself wanting to be...affectionate to you. So he lets himself touch you gently, allows himself the privledge of being soft.

And this terrifies you even more... Your fear is so delectable when he's just looking down at you, hands rubbing your arms to soothe the aches he knows you have from working all day, brush the hair away from your face so he can take good looooong look at how cute you are...

Why are you so scared? He isn't trying to be scary right now? He wants to be nice to you. To be good to you... But you're just staring wide eyed and crying even.

"I just wanna touch, just be good and let me touch." he whispers gently, like you'd even have a choice or say in the matter. He wonders if he could have an actual conversation what you might say...

But its the curse of his people, human interaction beyond feeding is forbidden and his biology makes it so you naturally paralyze at the sight of him. Isn't that a shame...

"I just want to feel," he whispers to you crawling onto your bed to really get a good look at you, "Just want to know," he continues running his hand down your sides, you really are so warm, "How soft you really are."

[avatarkurukdefender]

Adhd is still adhding so lets talk about A Literal Team Avatar instead of writing it :3

Aang is NOT gonna have a good time. In fact to quote Sans he's in for a BAD TIME

So you know in the Yangchen books how her past lives would frequently possess her body at the absolute WORST TIMES for example, the past life that had really really really bad claustrophobia possessing her when she was in a tight claustrophobic space and making her freak out? Yeah that. You know how none of the avatars after Yangchen never seemed to deal with this? Well I headcanon that the reason why was because Yangchen actively BLOCKED the previous incarnations for pulling that same awful shit with every avatar after her.

So what do you think is gonna happen when Yangchen has been removed from the avatar cycle (and teenified) and is no longer to keep the others from fighting over Aang like a chew toy?

:3

Lets see how badly this can fuck with the poor twelve year old boy

(aka a bunch of random headcanons I came up with for the avatars we only have names and even a few of the nameless ones)

Szeto first of all had BAD sleep paralysis. Like almost every night, hallucination fo something just standing over him (or in some cases full on trying to strangle him) and he cant move or even speak levels of bad. Also had severe hemophobia (fear of blood) and would literally faint at the sight of blood (hehehehe)

Next is Salai who had severe thalassophobia (fear of the ocean/ fear of deep bodies of water) like he would get full on panic attacks every single time he had to cross the ocean. Even worse since I headcanon that he drowned in a a severe storm while sailing on the ocean. And considering the fact that the gaang presumably spends a few weeks on a BOAT on the OCEAN to get from the Northern Water Tribe to General Fong's base...yeah thats gonna be a really bad time for Aang.

Avatar Gun, aka the one that possessed Yangchen to go on a rant about how humanity is selfish and uncaring, how they expect you to pull of a hundred miracles and then get mad you didnt do a hundred and one, yeah...they're gonna be a fun one (also they are nonbinary now because they were never said to be male or female and the wiki used they them pronouns for them so bite me) aside from...that they also absolutely HATED crowds, like avoided them at all costs unless absolutely necessary, otherwise would be sweating and shaking the entire time until they could leave. (Which means Omashu, Ba Sing Se, literally any crowded town or city is gonna be absolute HELL for our favorite little airbender)

Ok now for the ones without names (I have two of those so far)

This armless firebender who someone on tiktok named Avatar Kazza (I dont remember who named her that though)

Oh boy :3

So you know how General Fong pulled Katara under the ground to trigger the avatar state in Aang? Well the same thing happened to her partner. Only difference is that her partner wasn't pulled back out. Oh no. Her partner was pulled underground and CRUSHED to death. (When Kaaza bent them back out, there was nothing but blood, broken pulverized bones and completely crushed organs...) Yeah its gonna be a lot bloodier than in canon (None of General Fong's soldiers will die Im not gonna traumatize Aang THAT badly, but they will be maimed very badly.)

Next is this pretty avatar

I think someone on tiktok named her Avatar Imiq but dont quote me on that

She's the avatar that was absolutely terrified of the Spirit World, to the point that it caused Yangchen's sister Jetsun to get kidnapped by spirits when they went there (because you know the spirits get hostile when you're afraid and guess who decided to pop in at the worst moment?) Luckily this one isnt going to cause too much trouble since I dont think Aang actually goes to the spirit in books two and three unless you count Wan Shi Tong's Library (though Aang is not gonna have a good time when Avatar Imiq starts freaking out because of Wan Shi Tong) but I havent rewatched the show in awhile so I could be wrong

Also you know the avatar that had claustrophobia? That was Wan. With the exception of his tree house Wan absolutely hated small tight spaces. And that is something he was going to make everyone's problem (just like how every avatar inherited Wan's iconic crooked avatar smile, every avatar also inherited some claustrophobia, some worse than others. Unfortunately thats now gonna be Aang's problem)

I just keep coming up with these and thinking "What would suck/be the most inconvenient for Aang to have in this moment" and then assigning that to one of the past lives

(Also here's something funny, you know the air nomad avatar behind Kuruk? They actually used him TWICE in the TLOK image of all the past lives. He's also the second one behind Szeto on the left side)

[freyashiftz]

two days ago i decided that i was going to shift to my home reality, went to bed in the evening, closed my eyes and focused on the darkness

after that i must have fallen asleep because i wasn't conscious for a while but then i heard my mom's voice and woke up to complete darkness. i was covered in sweat and started panting, screamed her name so that she could come to me but then my body got locked(?)/i was frozen with my jaw,neck and hands completely tense. then i couldn't hear anything except for a very loud static noise for a few seconds until my mom called my name again and opened my door and light hit my eyes. only then i actually woke up in my cr.

my body wasn't tense, my jaw, neck etc. didn't hurt and i wasn't sweaty at all. my clothes were completely dry.

I'm not sure if i explained this well enough but it was REAL and i was terrified. i just feel so weird rn bc of this experience but i can't really talk about it with my friends/family since they'd just call it a weird dream.

what do u think?

Hi Anon💕

Oooo okay this has actually happened to me AND my sister before. It literally feels like you're trapped in your own body/mind so I completely understand why you were scared.

Something you need to know: shifting is safe. It's completely safe and there is not a single chance it can ever harm you.

Another thing you need to know: this WASN'T a shift. Even though it might have felt real and even if you felt like you were in there for hours, it wasn't a shift.

It's something very similar to sleep paralysis, in the sense you "wake up" in your bed but your body is completely locked and then suddenly you're having the most terrifying moment of your life, and you're so convinced that it's real even though it's not.

When this happened to my sister she literally said she was screaming for me so loud but literally nothing was coming out of her mouth. She said she was trying to pull her mouth open with her hands but her hands wouldn't move. Her body was soaked with sweat but she also felt so cold, then she woke up and everything was perfectly fine.

I had a similar experience.

It also hasn't happened since and it happened more than 6/7 months ago, so rest assured you won't experience that again, I promise. <3

Shifting isn't that, that was your mind taking advantage of you and trying to convince you to STOP shifting, hence why it felt so real, but this is where you tell your mind to go screw itself and keep working hard.

I believe in you, you're going to get there, but it's also okay to want to take a breather after something like that because I sure as hell did. 😭💕

[jdah]

AU where suho got split into two when his powers got ‘sealed’

Just gonna list some of the ideas in bullet form OTL

when jinwoo sealed his son’s power and memories, he was unaware that he had instead split his son into two

part of suho’s power had separated from him and gained its own ego & consciousness

locked away from using his power, he is trapped in suho’s shadows, unable to do anything but just watch his and his human self’s surroundings

(i’m just gonna say that jinwoo can’t exactly detect shadow suho’s presence because he’s trapped in suho’s shadow, unable to release his mana + dad is scary nuh uh im staying here)

since suho’s powers weren’t fully closed off, he can still perceive the presence of other beings - mainly spirits

suho sometimes see figures in random places

their looks vary, there are ones that seem like humans, and ones that makes suho stop dead in his tracks and cry for his mother’s soothing presence

some of the figures are friendly, greeting him as he passes by and helping him when he is lost

but there are some that are hostile - once suho acknowledges them, they start rushing to him with their horrifying looks

this led to suho ignoring everything that seems abnormal - things that are not seen by others around him

and for some reason, the things never show up in his house, nor do they appear whenever his dad is near

(shadow suho oh so wants to protect his human self, seeing his struggles and feeling his emotions whenever they encounter an entity - he vows to protect suho the moment the seal to his powers is lifted)

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the things stopped showing when he reached middle school

(jinwoo started to test his son, so suho is constantly enveloped with his mana)

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when his parents disappeared, the things appeared again

without their father’s presence to protect suho, it’s up to his shadow to shoulder that duty

even though he was sealed away, he is still the son of the shadow monarch - especially now that they’re older and his human self has started training, the shadow also started to gain more control in his powers

(+ now that their father is far away, the seal in him also loosened)

one time suho wakes up with his body unable to move

thinking it was just one of those sleep paralysis, he ignores the thing standing beside his bed

and yet no matter what he does, he can’t wake up from this nightmare

suho realized too late that he’s not dreaming - that he’s actually awake and holy fuck there’s a terrifying figure crawling on top of him

wtf wtf whatthefuck i havent seen any of them since middle school why now why now??? - suho

before the thing could touch him, an extremely dark figure rose up from the sides of his bed, its presence startling the thing into escaping

suho:

suho inside: (…im gonna die... there is a monster under my bed)

(on the other hand, even though he can only release some of his mana, shadow suho is glad he can finally push the entities away)

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The seal further eases up when the gates started showing up

Especially when beru appeared before them - the presence of one of his father’s strongest soldier was the last push into breaking the seal

beru was so surprised to see a shadow soldier standing near suho when his sealed memories was being shown - only to realize that it wasn’t a soldier, but the young lord himself !! young lord why are you a shadow ?!?!?! how come i never knew of this TT

(beru wishes to teach the shadow young lord a lot of thing)

suho is so confused and disoriented because the seal being lifted means he became fully connected with shadow suho (albeit having its own ego)

(aka their feelings and thoughts are being transmitted to one another - since they are the same person with two bodies)

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beru and shadow suho: partying in the shadows while human suho is working his ass off

shadow suho giving himself eyes similar to beru’s

beru: (sobbing)

suho: im out i need to sleep (leaves Rest after ammut’s training)

ammut: (looks at shadow suho)

shadow suho: don’t

suho: (watching a sad drama)

suho: hmm…

shadow suho who is accompanying haein in another realm: (starts sobbing)

[codename-adler]

your hear-me-outs here please adler <3

- @you-know-i-get-itt

omg gia i JUST had a lightbulb moment‼️

i thought i’d exhausted my head-me-outs in nin’s ask but NO‼️

this sleep paralysis demon of a movie here:

fucked up alternate snow white universe that goes way tf too hard for a kids movie 💀 never knew how the cassette ended up at my grandparents and for a while i wasn’t allowed to watch it because it scared me shitless so bad i was waking up my parents in the middle of the night when i came to hide in their bed.

now my hear-me-out:

pookie here. cursed prince. it is threading the line of a fear boner very thinly. he’s so sweet and caring? but when you’re six you can’t understand it’s a person that’s been cursed? you can’t even understand what being cursed is? not like that at least. and there’s a whole torture + impersonation plot that is terrifying. but he… he had a chokehold on me. still does.

also when he transformed back into human prince he was somehow SCARIER and UGLIER (he wasn’t cute to begin with before the spell) you think the Beast timing back into Adam is bad? watch this freak

this is fine

this is not

P.S.

the musical numbers are- wtf. and i mandela-effect-ed myself into believing one of the ginger dwarves sang Girls Just Wanna Have Fun…? yeah

P.P.S.

know that i was, of course, watching this in french, but i'm just now learning Irene Cara's voice-acting in it? what in mushrooms...

[athetos]

Describing sleep attacks to a non-narcoleptic person is so hard. It’s not like “I’m sleepy I could go for a nice nap” it’s this weird pressure in my skull creeping up on me slowly then extremely quickly and then I can’t keep my eyes open and my vision starts swimming. It’s not sleepiness or tiredness, or even exhaustion - it’s like my body starts to shut down. Fighting it is futile, it goes on long enough I’ll have auditory hallucinations, sounds like bombs are going off in my skull (apparently this is called exploding head syndrome). It’s not something you can fight through, the only real option is to give in. Because once it crosses a certain threshold all energy I have left has to be redirected from whatever tasks I’m doing to finding somewhere safe to pass out for anywhere from 30 minutes to 7 hours. Preferably a bed but I’ve passed out way too many times on the hard floor of a hallway on campus completely oblivious as students stepped over me.

But that still doesn’t touch on the sleep paralysis or lucid dreams or even more auditory hallucinations. If I don’t take my meds there’s a solid 50% chance I’ll have sleep paralysis. Sleep paralysis can be so terrifying that as a teenager before I knew what it was I thought I was being visited by the fucking Devil. I wasn’t even religious, I just had no other explanation for how scary and unsettling an experience it was. Sometimes if it was a really cathartic episode it would feel like I was given a vision, what I imagine most people would consider some kind of spiritual epiphany. I just know my temporal lobe is lighting up like a Christmas tree in those moments. But like I need you to understand the most recurring sleep paralysis vision I had was being trapped in my parents cellar unable to move while a giant blacker than black orb hovered near me slowly growing bigger and bigger and threatening to engulf me. Also the feeling like someone’s sitting on your chest thing is so true because I often feel like someone’s dragging me into the ground or a huge weight is on top of me.

Also the most uncomfortable part is that I’m not asleep or awake for any of this. I’m somewhere in between and am vaguely aware of where my body physically is. So it’s like a weird out of body experience where I’m trying to figure out how to shove my soul back in my body. It’s like my spirit is tethered and I can see where it’s attached but the whole “weight on your chest” thing makes it pretty damn hard to move. Last thing I’ll mention is that you CAN NOT wake me during this. Like okay you could wake me but it won’t work. I’ll fall right back asleep before you even finish talking to me. Multiple times. It has to run its course until my body lets me wake up. And sometimes even when I do wake up I’m only half there and am extremely depersonalized. Still out of body. This shit blows.

[wisemins]

I love hearing about kny ocs and now I have to ask

1. what inspired you/your s/i to become demon slayer?

2. how did your s/i learn their breathing style? did they come up with it themselves like shinobu and mitsuri or was there someone in their life to teach them🤔

3. (obligatory blorbo ask) when/how did you and zenitsu meet?👀

sorry for the spam!

I love love love these questions!! I'll always be down to talk about my demon slayer lore! Warning, this is going to be LOOOONGGG

So, canonically speaking, I was traveling the world with an OC f/o (Their name is Rin, they appear in a lot of my canons across universes, they're a sort of guardian figure! I don't quite...know their gender. I use they/he pronouns for them though.), and they decided to go back home, which is Japan. They met me while they were in America, basically took me under their wing and introduced me to all sorts of things. Going back home with them I discovered they had lived a whole other life they didn't quite tell me about, but I was now learning that they were once the Wind Hashira for the Demon Slayer Corps. Rin introduced me to his previous fellow colleague, Jigoro, aka Zenitsu's pseudo gramps! I learned a lot when I stayed with Jigoro, and I met Zenitsu and learned about his hardships, and I felt absolutely horrible over the fact that his parents were perfectly okay in pawning him off and basically disowning him, and sympathizing since I have my own experience with feeling those feelings toward parents. I witnessed the training, how grueling it was, and learned of the presence of demons. It was terrifying, but I was even more horrified that this poor boy was going to go through that all alone. And Rin saw that resolve I had, and the sudden need for me to take care of Zenitsu. They then had the idea that maybe I should join him in the league's of becoming a demon slayer, to help Zenitsu in his journey to protect people and to show him that he is capable of great things. Jigoro thought this was a good idea, since Zenitsu and I had already grown very close in the time that I was there, and I cared about him so much. They could see that, so in secret Rin began to train me personally behind the scenes. It was just as grueling if not more for me to train, and eventually I wanted to give in to the thought of giving up because I had no confidence in myself to become strong or powerful. It was also very hard for Rin to try and prove to me that there was potential, but one night they witnessed it. *I was sleep walking, and training in my sleep, miraculously. I was subconsciously motivated and in my sleep started to act out how I wanted to be*. Rin thought it to be the craziest, yet somehow most funny thing in the world. He had found a way to make me believe in my abilities. In that moment the Dream Breathing style was born, and I eventually got recognized as the Dream Hashira (derived from wind) down the line before Zenitsu got into the corps in record time. (time is a bit funky, don't know the exacts of it all but trust me bro) During the realization though on Rin's part, started the new separate ideas, the subliminal phrases in my sleep, the full-proof way to make sure I would always dream lucidly and perceive the world around me as it was within my dreams. Of course, there were things present that weren't actually there, as I was dreaming, but the intended affect of a dream allowing me to do things I would not be able to do (or believed I couldn't do) in real life would suddenly manifest outwardly as they did in my mind. Sometimes I would come back completely aware, and other times I wouldn't recall that it even happened. Sometimes it felt like sleep paralysis, like watching it happen but having no control, and other times it would feel like I wasn't even unconscious. It was confusing and disorienting at times, but it made me stronger and more capable than I had ever thought I could be. And it gave me the drive I needed to continue my training, even if I wasn't the most fit or adept in real life, I would push through via the strength allowed during dreams.

That very fact though, caused other issues. Over exertion, tearing/pulling muscles, not feeling pain until I'm out of it, and also not being able to stop when near fatally wounded. I cannot perceive injuries as potently as you would when you're awake. So, in that dreamscape, I feel invincible because I can imagine as much. This is very dangerous, which brings up a lot of worry and a pattern of injury on my part when the series gets further into the tougher situations. Other Hashira/demon slayers have had to help bring me out of it with certain call-outs that trained me to awake or snap out of it if need be, or there are elixirs made to do the same thing if that does not work. Giyuu volunteered at some point to be the sole person to do this, since he wanted to make sure I was safe, and didn't trust others enough to make that call in a time of need. In perfect circumstances, I can wake myself up, but alas, for story purposes that becomes harder and harder the more I face enemies and end up getting injured. It's very easy to want to stay in a dream-like state when you know you can unlock so much potential and really put a demon in the ground with abilities you don't even know you can have. But sometimes those are just dreams, and I end up doing things that are quite literally impossible even in that state, and I get put into dangerous situations. Quite a few Hashira don't like working with me for these reasons, they think it's too tedious, and I should just train normally and be...well, normal about it. Some believe that I'm a liability, and shouldn't have become a Hashira in the first place, but I have to just trust that the right choice was made and that those who do support me will continue to. Giyuu obviously does, and so does Mitsuri and Kyojuro (besties). Shinobu is very special for the reason that though she believes sometimes that it's an unethical way to fight demons, she helps me regardless. She'll make elixirs, and other things to help my case. She's one of the few who doesn't refuse to work with me. The rest though have their own qualms, which is fine with me. I still enjoy spending time with them outside of work. We just don't get along in terms of getting work done. TLDR answers; 1. To protect Zenitsu!

2. Rin had the idea, but we both worked on perfecting it!

3. I met Zenitsu very early on in his training when staying with Jigoro! So yeah!! I hope that covered all the bases, I'm always willing to talk about even more!! I tend to talk a lot about my modern AU and it made me realize I really haven't spoken about mainline all that much! TYSM FOR ASKINGGGG I APPRECIATE YOU SO MUCHHH <333

[unwillingwriter]

We’ll Heal Together

Summary: Trauma is Trauma. They all will help each other and not abandon each other. |Takes place after LoversLane.|

Author: I was very Tired when I wrote this.

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How do you love, without getting hurt?. How can you put yourself out there without getting hurt?.

She was kind, funny and sweet. So why did she want the brute?. The angry quiet destructive bad boy?.

Or so Garroth thought when he first saw and met Aaron. He will admit he was unfair— it was unfair of him to judge straight off the bat— it wasn’t fair that he picked him out to be a horrible person.

If he didn’t like that people did that to his baby brother— why would he do it to someone else?.

Garroth wishes time travel exists so he can go back in time to his younger self and force his sophomore self to go talk to the quiet boy and invite him to have lunch so he doesn’t sit in the corner all by himself. Probably smack him in the back of his head while he’s at it and say ‘quit being an assclown and go talk to him’.

But he can’t, he can only stay in the now— and the now wasn’t really the best at the moment.

They were home.

They were finally home— back on MyStreet!.

All of them!.

Even Travis and Aphmau…

It’s been a couple of months since lovers lane- Nine to be exact. Aphmau and Travis had made great recovery but of course with how all their lives go— no one is fully out of the mess that they’ve been through without a few issues. Travis has developed sleep paralysis along with severe migraines that feel like his head might explode— the white hair male didn’t say this himself but… the group believes that Travis has developed voices in his head due to all of them witnessing Travis muttering to himself to the point of getting frustrated.

The first to witness this was Dante. And Dante told Lucinda- Lucinda told Zane- Zane told Nana who told Katelyn- Katelyn told Kim who then told Garroth.

Explaining what had happened to all of them was hard to tell Dante the blue-haired man looked as if he was lost and absolutely terrified for all of them.

They all went to Aphmau together and told her about it. She had given them all a gentle pained smile saying she knows and that he does.

They didn’t know how to feel after being confirmed about it.

Travis also suffers from night terrors- sever at that to the point he fights in his sleep once giving Dante a black eye because of it. That caused Travis to lock his room door at night.

Aphmau, Aphmau suffers from chest pain- to the point it feels as if it’s on fire— rainy days are when it’s at its worst though. It makes the raw flesh itch, which drives her crazy.

Nana is her caregiver at the time being.

Nana is also suffering from the same kind of pain.

But as a whole— they all suffer from nightmares, they all suffer from PTSD- they all jump at the sound of fireworks or someone knocking at their door. Fear of being hunted down once again.

Kim bunks with Lucinda- Katelyn stays with her father and KC.

Zane stays at Aphmaus to help Nana watch over her.

Aaron… Well Aaron stays with Melissa. She moved them to New York for the time being— but of course not without keeping them updated with the Ultima and his progress of his own healing.

Garroth's head was spinning from thinking about it all. If Zane was here he’d probably say ‘quit thinking so much you’re gonna hurt yourself you idiot.’

The blonde smiled at the thought. Oddly enough he misses the way Zane would insult him.

And Vylad… Irene when they returned home he had never seen so much distraught in his brother's eyes before. The way he didn’t hesitate to hug Zane for once due to the fact his brother hates physical touch. It broke him, it broke both of the ro'meave brothers seeing the way their youngest brother broke down in their arms. He said seeing them on the news made his soul leave his body and pray to Irene that he wouldn’t lose them or their parents.

An hour- an hour of constant touching from him, touching them— their mother trying to sooth him that they’re okay and not gonna leave him behind.

Vylad was so distracted from his fear and relief that he didn’t notice his oldest brother had ears and a tail.

Funny enough what got the poor boy to calm down was a straight up hug from Zane when they got to a safe area where everyone could actually sit down. Zane Ro'meave, the man who hates touching hugged their baby brother first he even pulled his mask down to drop a kiss onto his curly brown hair whispering into it— Garroth respected their privacy by tucking his ears down so he doesn’t accidentally listen. Whatever Zane said made Vylad nod, hugging him tighter.

The blonde sighed, rubbing his face, scratching his newly grown beard— something he decided to let be.

It was 10pm and he couldn’t sleep, awoken by his inner demons chasing him within his nightmares.

He wanted to see if he could go back to sleep but something in him wouldn’t let him so he just took it as a sign not to try. It’s probably for the best anyway…

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They’ll heal… they will and they will do it together no matter how long it takes.

[vivishift]

afternoon/early evening log #1

something interesting occured today. time is 5:52 pm but this event occurred between 2 pm and 3 pm. I was once again doing the 5 senses method i discussed recently, but this time i seemed to sort of enter some kind of SATS/void mode when i was half asleep, and seizing the moment, i had decided to visualize entering a portal and falling down it, and that caused a weird reaction, i suppose that was also sleep paralysis because my body had locked up a little bit. there was also some pain for an odd reason, but i wasn't terrified. I mostly ignored these feelings to continue affirming and visualizing about my waiting room but after that, nothing else really exciting occurred. unfortunately, i didn't see my waiting room because my eyes were closed, but at certain points, i had an unshakable feeling i was a step away. like i was waiting in the doorway to be invited in. in plain terms, this was probably my most successful shift so far! :)

[katesprocessblog]

Week #7-8

Introduction

From the midterm critique these comments I want to keep in mind:

How are people receiving horror and finding themselves within those thoughts?

What elements are you drawn to?

“When I think of horror, I think of violence.”

How do these narratives lead to further identity formation?

Creative Research

This week I explored board game ideas. I have an idea of a concept that can work as a video game board game or even just video. I think for the future I’d want to ideate on a loose story that can take form in different ways. First I did research on games that use horror themes and tropes, as well as talk to some friends that know more about board games than I do. Then I started working on the game’s themes and mechanics.

One thing I thought about was that many types of games don't have a movable character, but I think I want a character for people to play as. Creating a couple characters (not different personalities maybe but just the look of them) helps to create that sense of identity as you take on and embody the little player piece. Another thing that I want to keep in mind is that I don’t want the game to feel too basic or cheesy, I want it to be a layered exploration of identity.

Keeping all of this in mind, I created a rough prototype for a board game. I would want a lot more than 2 different characters to choose from, but just for the sake of time I chose two small characters from objects lying around my apartment. I had a couple other options, but I liked the idea of two different animals (duck and cat) trying to reunite because I feel like the form of your consciousness doesn’t need to be represented by a human character. Maybe next week I’d look more into 3D design/modeling to eventually print something out.

List of items for game:

2 Characters

Instructions Sheet

Game Board

12+ Unique Tiles

Event Cards

My Ideas:

-Game will have 2 players set up with the box dividing for now so they can’t see each other's board

-Game like collaborative battleship so like you’re working together to try and arrive at the same coordinate?

-horror elements

Like the haunt in betrayal I think the scariest tiles like the darkest ones will have the most doors or exits because going into that place in your mind helps break down walls and unlock and communicate whatever

So using those should have pluses but also minuses

You want to go to the darkest parts of your mind and when you do you 

-Shut the Box will be able to be rolled 4-6 times

This is SLEEP PARALYSIS

Each player rolls a d6. You then together decide what number(s) to put down and any tile on those get removed from the board (they go back into the pile)

-Win condition is to have players meet at the edge of the board. When one player gets there, they can’t move and they must take damage. Once both players are at the same tile number at the edge of the board they win

Here was my finished prototype product:

Other Research

The Film Reroll

Beetlejuice (Part 1)

This podcast is great because they play through movies like they’re RPG campaigns. I love how the DM is able to let them go outside the bounds of the movie but still reel them in to hit the needed plot points. He controls the narrative while allowing the players to create new moments and identities almost for these already established characters.

The Big Picture

‘Terrifier 3,’ ‘Smile 2,’ and the 10 Best Horror Movies of 2024

The Slasher Movie Hall of Fame, With Alex Ross Perry

‘Speak No Evil’ and the Top Five “Get Me the F--- Out of Here” Movies, With James McAvoy!

Dandadan

This show is airing weekly and I just caught up on it. I went and read the manga up to where the show is now too because I love the art style so much. The takeaways I had is that you can show these creepy monsters and ghosts and aliens and have them be effectively creepy, but still keep the tone of the content to be targeted towards young people.

Reflections

I really enjoyed making this game! The feedback I got from having two people play it in class was extremely helpful as well. I think I could expand the concept to include 2-4 players as well, and it would still fit with my theme of identity formation. For the future, I learned I need to keep in mind the difficulty and think more about if I want to make a simple vs complicated game. I need to basically think about what the audience will be. I could also have a simple and harder version of a game which I’ve seen before. I also want to force more communication between the players and also force them using their imagination more, because my game for this week was almost purely a strategy game with not much story. Next week I also want to try working with colors possibly.

[angelcatsiel]

Just woke up from a terrifying dream. It's quite blurry now, but I was with some people who had opened a doorway to another dimension.

It was basically the same kind of concept as the backrooms, but it was kind of like an endless shopping centre, and endless streets that looked like they were leading to a car park but kind of didn't go anywhere, an endless grid of them when we were outside. The people I was with kept opening more doors, and going further in, and the whole time, I knew we were doing something we shouldn't. I wanted to stop, I had such a bad feeling of dread, but somehow I also knew it was too late from the moment we'd opened the first door.

We found some sort of creature, I can't even really describe it, it was small and dark and scuttled along, I never got a good look. One guy I was with started following it, chasing it, I wanted to leave so badly but didn't want to leave him alone. I followed him, and the next thing I knew there were more creatures, much bigger. Again, I can't really describe them. Dark, twisted, decaying; the only thing that did stand out were these huge, shining claws. We were running, but we were lost. I thought we came out back in the real world, but I'm not sure. There were hundreds of people, running and screaming, and being torn apart. They were dying in horrible pain, these things ripping off arms and legs, tearing them open.

It was like I was running through this endless shopping centre with these long, long hallways that were always dimly lit by the shops close to me but dark everywhere else, with impossible twists and turns. I found one that turned on its side, so it was literally just a huge drop. I decided I'd rather kill myself quick than be torn apart. I threw myself in the hole, head first, and landed with an awful crunch and a split second of bright pain in my neck, and then it all went black.

I woke up in my bed, shaking, terrified, thinking, thank fuck, it was a dream, it wasn't real. And I was lying there for a long minute, and then, suddenly, I felt cold claws grab my arm, and claws scratching at my throat.

I screamed, and tried to move, to get away, but I couldn't. I think I was in sleep paralysis. I could kind of move a tiny bit, with a huge amount of difficulty, enough to just sort of curl in on myself a little, trying to protect my neck, trying to scream for my dad, for someone, anyone to help me. The claws vanished, and then grabbed at me again, sharp and cold and trying to tear at my skin as I kept trying to scream, but again, it took every scrap of concentration and strength to even make a sound. And then, finally, my alarm went off, and I woke up properly.

[hartshorn-and-isinglass]

Someone in the comments of a Youtube video pointed out that Tartini's account of how he composed "The Devil's Trill" sounds like he had an episode of sleep paralysis that morphed into a lucid dream and it kinda stopped me in my tracks because I'd never heard anyone else confirm that was a thing that can happen. I've totally had that happen to me. But uhhhh... given my own personal experience I now have a VERY different take on what Tartini means when he says "everything went as I wished: my new servant anticipated my every desire".

Oh God, am I telling this story? I guess I'm telling this story. Buckle in for some stuff that sounds very wooey-woo (but probably isn't), this is where shit gets weird.

Because I was a strange and off-putting child, I read the entire-ass Time Life Mysteries of The Unknown series when it came out. I'm pretty sure that was where I first heard about the idea of creating a Theosophical tulpa and how it could blur the lines between actual haunting/seance and psychological phenomena. In my teen years I had resigned myself to the idea that I was going to be Forever Alone because there was something wrong with me, etc. etc. and out of desperation I decided to try and manifest some kind of incubus thing through sheer force of will. Keep in mind my parents were making me attend a very conservative Baptist church at this point in my life and they probably would have considered this witchcraft. I'm pretty sure I had some cognitive dissonance about it but church was a miserable time anyway and it absolutely did not stop me, LOL.

I won't pretend I had any sort of exceptional gift for meditation or whatever the fuck is thought to be required to manifest a thoughtform. But through some combination of chronic sleep deprivation and the deep wish to be less lonely I successfully induced my own sleep paralysis episodes.

You may have heard that a common symptom of sleep paralysis, besides being unable to move, is the feeling that someone else is present in the room with you. Usually that aspect of a sleep paralysis episode is described as terrifying. Apparently if you're pathetic enough it's kind of exciting! It helps if they're hot. And a fun part about the whole incubus/succubus thing is that they can change genders at will, which this one definitely did just to mess with my closeted-ass head from time to time!

And the thing is, these episodes would start out with the sleep paralysis but quickly turn into lucid dreams where I was still aware on some level that my actual body wasn't moving but it felt like some kind of astral-projection version of me could. The tactile aspect of these dreams always blew me away--ahem.

It wasn't even all just hot sex, there was this dimension to it all that I'd call quasi-spiritual: a level of connection there that isn't possible in the real world with other real humans--it makes sense that it's only possible to have that with something that is/was in some way part of your own psyche. (And this was all something happening in my brain, of that I'm sure. There's no reason to believe that my childhood house was haunted; moreover, these episodes continued even after I moved away for college.)

But also... holy cow was all of this rocket fuel for my own creativity. I definitely had moments of waking up and scrambling for a pencil and paper and I mean, tell me this doesn't sound like the same thing that happened to Tartini. So yeah, I'm never looking at The Devil's Trill the same way again. Hell, I hadn't even considered learning it because it's beyond my current skill level, but realizing I may have a sort of weird connection with this piece is causing me to consider trying anyway.