#based on dreams

[luetta]

[junctiondreamblog]

Introduction Post

I will be writing a brief synopsis on what Junction is, and how people might become involved!

Junction is a worldbuilding project centering around dreams. I have had multiple reoccurring locations in my dreams throughout the years, and, after a while, I wanted to properly go and flesh out these reoccurring locations. However, I realized at some point that I was creating a massive amount of worlds, which I couldn't possibly develop individually. So, I decided to merge these dreams into one large world. Junction, the reoccurring location that inspired this world, is the name of this project.

In total, there's maybe around 20 locations based off of reoccurring dreams. There's Junction, the Pipeworks, Ocean Skyscrapers, Thalassophobia Under-Island, Aquatic Colosseum, the Dream House, Desert Buildings, the Unexplorable House, the Magic College, the Playground Building, Coastal Towns, the Town in the Rainforest, Massive Supermarket, and the two places that experiment on magically gifted children, called Child Experimentation Town and Coastal. I also have a few places that were added thanks to other people, like the Sinkhole, and the Company.

Presently, the world has two major continents, and three major races. The continent of Horth has vast rainforests, a massive swamp in the center, and a more temperate climate to the south. The continent of Avlus Harish is a massive desert in the south, and a towering mountain range in the north. The three races are Humans, Rats, and Dragons. These names are intended to have an in-world replacement eventually. Humans are from Horth, and presently live in warring kingdoms. Rats are from Avlus Harish, and form migratory tribes. Dragons are aliens to this planet, and live in one giant nation on Avlus Harish.

I'll make future posts further detailing information, but this is the synopsis for now. I will also attempt to document dreams with interesting or reoccurring settings, and develop the world of Junction. If you want to submit a dream, an idea for one of the races, development of culture, anything, feel free to send in a submission request or question.

[littlestpersimmon]

Metamorphosis

[autiwara]

Edit: the expression added under the cut 🫡

Blue-eyes

[ink-the-artist]

house tour :)

bonus art, lossy versions of the first 2 gifs

[offonaherosjourney]

Last night I dreamed that someone invented a new version of chess called Rookmeo and Juliet where two rooks are in love and trying to run away together. To achieve this they have to make it to the other side of the board, but these rooks don't have any visible signs to differenciate them from the rest, just a small mark in their base. Neither of the players knows what rook from the other side is in love with their rook, so they have to play a regular game of chess, fully aware that they might unknowingly kill the lover of their rook. If they kill it, the game keeps going, but their rook betrays them, switches sides and turns into a second queen for the other player. People wrote a ton of essays about the symbolism and metaphors of that version of chess and the creator didn't have the heart to tell them that he simply invented it because he thought Rookmeo was a great pun

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Some more Uncle Bill doodles and a preview of a future mini lore comic :)

Next post :]

[vaguely-concerned]

lucanis is a 'I could sit in our quiet kitchen on a grey tuesday afternoon drinking coffee and talking with you about nothing much in particular forever and be the happiest man who ever lived' romantic, not a 'classic tropes and grand gestures' romantic. this is a distinction and conceptual gap I personally feel is crucial to understanding what's going on with him when romanced. for all his almost painful sincerity and clear depth of feeling he's not a very effusive guy by nature, but in the history of time no one has ever, with their whole soul, chest and being, been so genuinely and openly happy to just do laundry and taxes with you.

[ryllen]

catching totou on guard / patrol outside the castle

[otaku553]

I am going to be So Insufferable about this man in 2 days.

[helvediqa]

orphnoch's kiss

[kaiser1ns]

#. A KISS TO PROVE IT

featuring 𝗶𝘁𝗼𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝘀𝗮𝗲 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

fluff + slight suggestive. for him kissing wasn't special, but his actions told you otherwise.

You are thirteen. A teenager—well, at least at the start of teenage life. Watching movies where the main characters share their first kiss has become fascinating. What’s so special about kissing, anyway? Do you just walk up to a random boy and kiss him, or do you tell the friend sitting next to you that you want to try it?

"Sae, do you know anything about kissing?" you ask, glancing at him as he remains glued to the TV, watching yet another football game.

"Huh? You mean that disgusting thing adults do when they love each other?"

Love each other? The thought rolls around your mind. Do you really have to love someone to kiss them?

“Well, I think it’s romantic,” you counter.

He finally looks at you, leaning slightly closer. “What’s so romantic about swapping germs with someone else?”

Typical boy—he doesn’t get it.

But what if? What if you kissed someone you really, really liked? What if he was the boy sitting next to you, holding your hand like he is now, his curious gaze waiting for an answer? Would it still be disgusting? Or would it be... something else?

“When a boy and a girl fall in love, they do more than just hold hands or visit each other’s houses,” you murmur, your cheeks heating under his stare.

At your words, Sae lets go of your hand, and you suddenly wish you hadn’t said anything, but then he speaks.

"Do you want to try?” he asks but you don’t answer. You can’t. Your heart is pounding, but he leans in before and... It’s quick, awkward, and ends almost before it begins—a brush of lips that leaves your mind with questions.

“That’s it?” he asks, skeptic and unimpressed by the mere act of kissing. You’re stunned silent, your lips tingling. But Sae, who is never satisfied, leans in again. “Let me prove it—kissing is gross.”

This time, it’s slower, more deliberate, and definitely less awkward. It’s warm, it’s strange, and you can’t help but think he’s wrong. It’s not gross at all. This time, the kiss lingers, as if he’s trying to understand why you find it so fascinating. The world seems to fade away for a moment, until���

The front door slams open.

“I’m home!” a familiar voice echoes through the house, followed by hurried footsteps. Sae pulls back instantly, his expression blank as if nothing happened.

Rin appears in the doorway, stopping dead in his tracks. He blinks at the two of you, then points at you and Sae accusingly. “Why is Nii-chan eating her face?”

You want the ground to swallow you whole.

Sae groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Rin, stop saying stupid things.”

As Rin bounds away, laughing, you sit frozen, your cheeks on fire. Sae exhales, leaning back on the couch like it never happened. “See? Disgusting,” he mutters, though his tone sounds less sure now but he still reached out to hold your hand.

Some things, it seems, are better left in theory.

When Sae left for Spain, it felt like your heart had been ripped out. The boy you’d spent so many afternoons with, arguing, laughing, and most importantly sharing your first kiss, was gone. And the distance between you, one thing remained certain: Sae was your first love, and you fully intended for him to be your last.

Now you are seventeen, in a cozy hotel room, sitting on the plush couch, it feels like no time has passed. He’s here again, leaning into you, and the world-famous athlete—Itoshi Sae the pride of Japan, playing for Re Al is nowhere to be seen.

To you, he’s just Sae. The same annoying, sarcastic boy who always got under your skin, except now.

His lips are on yours, firm and demanding, as if making up for lost time. His hands find their way to your waist, pulling you closer, and you don’t resist. How could you, when you’ve been missing him just as much?

His mouth trails down your jawline, his breath hot against your skin, and you let out a soft sigh, tangling your fingers in his hair. “You’ve been gone too long,” you whisper, between kisses. Sae pauses just long enough to smirk against your lips. “Not my fault you’re terrible at long-distance relationships.”

You roll your eyes, but the playful retort dies on your tongue as his lips find yours again, hungrier this time. He’s missed you—he doesn’t need to say it; it’s in the way he kisses you, the way he is finally claiming his most important prize.

“Still gross?” you tease, pulling back just enough to meet his gaze.

His eyes lock onto yours, and for a moment, his expression softens. “Very gross,” he says, before pulling you back into another kiss, as if trying to prove his point all over again.

You melt into him, your heart pounding as your hands clutch his shirt, desperate to close the space between you. It’s overwhelming, messy, and intense, but neither of you care.

Right now Sae isn’t Japan’s treasure. He’s yours.

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[beaudesoleil]

this is what starclan cats look like to me in my mind

[currentlyonstandbi]

i dont care what kind of lore they're coming up with for that zepotha film or whatever the fuck over on tiktok, nothing will ever come close to the fact goncharov was spawned entirely from a label on a boot

[casinocatt]

(Its cranboo)

[pillowspace]

Messy doodles of a dream I had in which Loop had no memories of their former life, so they ended up obliviously becoming very close with both Odile and Sif post-canon. Loop was distraught when they eventually did remember though