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incorrectbatfam · 5 years ago

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What would being a high schooler in Gotham be like?

You wake up to the sound of a limo driving past your house, an old man taking a small Middle Eastern boy to school. You brush your teeth and put on your vintage Gotham Knights jersey in hopes of impressing your crush in math class. You make yourself a bowl of cereal as your parents and siblings rush to get ready for work and school. You refill the dog’s bowl and feed the fish before you leave.

As you wait at the bus stop, you casually kick aside a batarang that someone left behind. And you curse the bus for being late again because the city can fund a bat signal but can’t fix a couple damn potholes. When the bus does arrive, the seats are almost all filled, so you’re stuck with the cracked leather one that has old gum stuck to it. Again. You put on your headphones and listen to your favorite song as the Wayne Enterprises building passes by in a haze, like most things on an unremarkable Tuesday. You daydream of what it’d be like to run somewhere else—Metropolis, Central City, perhaps Khandaq.

The bus jerks to a stop in front of your school and kids shove and shuffle to get out. The bus driver grumbles under his breath about hating his job. You don’t blame him. Some kid accidentally steps on the back of your heel as you enter Gotham High’s front doors.

You put your things in your locker. Your best friend frantically asks you for homework answers. They couldn’t concentrate last night because Nightwing and Killer Croc were duking it out on their block. You hand your friend the worksheet; they’d do the same for you too. “Just give it back before fourth period,” you say.

Your eyes lock with your crush’s in class as neither of you two listened to your science teacher’s monotonous lecture on the molecular composition of fear gas. You wish your crush was your lab partner, but instead you’re stuck with this girl named Stephanie, who ditches you halfway through the lab to call her boyfriend in the bathroom.

You take a nap in second period, because who even cares about classic literature anyway? Plus, you missed out on valuable sleep last night when your kid sister came to your room after having another Joker nightmare. The teacher bangs a book on your desk to wake you up. You keep your head ducked down while your classmates laugh at you. One of your friends shoots you a sympathetic smile from behind his copy of Hamlet.

You get your homework back during lunch, along with an “I owe you one” from your bestie. You push your maggot-infested school lunch away as you and the three or four other people at your table engage in typical conversation. Though, you have to admit, things got rather heated when asked to choose between a date with Red Robin or Spoiler. You don’t notice Stephanie Brown overhearing and looking offended when you chose Red Robin.

Third period after lunch is interrupted by a villain emergency drill. The teachers boredly go over what to do in case of the Riddler, Penguin, etc. Half the kids aren’t paying attention. You find these Gothamite maniacs more of a nuisance than objects of fear—they’re making you miss time on your favorite class to go over procedures.

You suppose the drill earlier is a good thing, because an actual villain crashes your fourth period class. The procedure tells you to leave all bags behind and head to the predetermined safe location, but like hell are you leaving your $1,200 laptop and your favorite Harry Potter book. So you take your stuff to the safe place and wait it out. You can hear the Batman’s gruff interactions with whoever the clown of this week is. But the person you like is visibly shaking from fear. You don’t blame them; they moved here from Coast City under a month ago.

So you awkwardly scoot across the hard floor and lay a comforting hand over theirs. You can’t speak, for the bad guy might hear and find you. But you swipe the tears away from their cheek with your thumb and look them in the eye. It’s a silent reassurance. They give you a soft smile. And boy, do you get lost in every feature. The way their hair perfectly frames their face, and irises swirling with color and quirks like tiny freckles or scars. For a moment, you forget about the battle raging outside.

The GCPD gives the all clear for people to come out. One wall off the school is missing, reduced to a pile of brick. Holes poke through the ceiling, letting that East Coast rain pour in. (The school district won’t be happy.) You notice you’re still holding your classmate’s hand. You awkwardly let go and blush nervously. Did the place suddenly get hot? And why are you so sweaty? You’re not even a hundred percent sure if you’re wearing deodorant. What if they find you gross and never want to see you again?

But your worries are quelled when they open up an umbrella and offer to share it with you. In the background, your friends give you encouraging smiles all around. You text your mom, telling her that you’re okay. Your dad leaves his job at the Gotham Gazette to pick you up. You and your crush trade numbers before you leave.

Your mom’s working late again on a Wayne Enterprises marketing project, so your dad whips up some chili to eat. When the rain lets up, you take your dog for a walk. Past Crime Alley, take a left at the graveyard, and stop by to say hi to your older brother working part-time at the arcade. It’s routine. Nothing spectacular.

At dinner, your sister talks on and on about her day at Gotham Academy. Her eyes sparkle with pride when she talks about the baking soda volcano she made, but dulls when she talks about this Damian boy who called her a “simpleminded imbecile” for it. You’re rightfully ticked off. No one can harass your sister but you. You actively remind yourself that, no, you can’t throw hands with a ten-year-old. But that spark is back when she talks about this Jon kid a little too much. Again, you can’t throw hands with children.

As you brush your teeth that night, your phone goes off. You almost choke on your toothpaste when you check the text. Your crush asks if you wanna go for ice cream sometime this week. You respond with a “yes” almost too quickly. Immediately after, you text your friends in a group chat with messages in all caps. The conversation quickly devolves into memes.

Your brother knocks on the bathroom door and tells you to get out. You quickly finish and let him use it—anyone who smells like nacho cheese needs it more than you do. You alternate between homework and texting until it’s time for bed. You crawl under the covers and turn off the lights, ignoring what sounds like the Red Hood’s gunshots. You fall asleep with a small smile on your face as pleasant dreams dance through your head.

Vigilantes and villains be damned. You have better things to do with your life.

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jelly-pies · 5 years ago

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Aesthetic Tag Game

Thanks for tagging me @an-odd-idea!

Rules: Bold the aesthetics you relate to and add twenty of your own aesthetic qualities for others to bold

So this was really fun, I especially liked the adding-aesthetics-of-your-own thing! I’m tagging: @letscatchyoulater @anxious---soul @imalivebecauseirondad @just-the-daydreamer @probablyprocrastinatingrightnow @vintervittran @kitkatwinchester @wh0doyouthinkyouareiam @loneswagger if you guys want, and anyone else who wants to participate :D

#tag games

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kitkatwinchester · 4 years ago

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Aesthetic Tag Game

Thanks for tagging me @jelly-pies and @letscatchyoulater! I know you guys tagged me a while ago, but it took me a bit to come up with my own aesthetics lol. It was super fun though!!

Rules: Bold the aesthetics you relate to and add twenty of your own aesthetic qualities for others to bold

I’m tagging @baloobird, @jen27ny, @crowleyellestair, @howdoistopthetrain, @misha-moose-dean-burger-lover, @ironfamjam, @jolinarjackson, @irondad-not-ironsad, @joyful-soul-collector, @justme--emily, and @annieshurley.

#tag game #aesthetics #enjoy! <3

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jenomark · 6 years ago

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hi! just wanted to first say i love your writing. have you ever done anything about how each member would be while traveling with their significant other? i love traveling so much and started to think more into it

Taeil: Naps in trains and on planes. Moving through the early morning, the sun barely kissing the sky. Casual clothes and sweet airport snacks. His eyes are tired, but he’s so excited he can barely contain it. Minimal luggage and zero plans. Sweater paws. He spends all day adjusting to the time zones, with you cradled in his arm. Late-night room service, and a good movie.

Johnny: His camera is full of outfit-of-the-day photos of both of you: him leaning against pillars, thick vines snaking up the wall beside him, and you sitting on the steps of a cafe, looking down at your yellow shoes. He’ll wear beanies and sunglasses, a relaxed hoodie and a denim jacket. There’s a camera around his neck, a warm smile on his face. People watching in countries where you don’t speak the native tongue.

Taeyong: Red-eye flights. Departing in pajamas and landing in fashionable clothes. A face mask for every fashion choice. Too much luggage for too little time. His phone sitting in the bottom of his bag because he counts on you to lead him. He holds your hand in places he feels anxious. Paying for food at the first available and open eatery. Impatience. Stopping to look at people playing music in the streets. Getting scammed because he’s too kind.

Yuta: Stress-free trips. Makes sure you get enough sleep before traveling. Takes care of all the harder parts, like luggage and passports. Is friendly to everyone he meets. More excited than you thought he would be. Wants to try and do everything within reason. Couples massages and good food. Contacts home to tell them about the wonderful trip he’s having. A lot of late night swimming adventures. Kisses on the beach.

Kun: Normally hates to travel but enjoys it if it’s with you. Watches planes depart. Asks you about your life goals. Takes things seriously. Sweet cheek kisses and him fixing your hair when it’s a mess. Goes almost entirely off of the grid when traveling. Only sees you in every passing face he meets. Lives to make sure you’re having the best, most relaxing time.

Doyoung: Plans an itinerary long before traveling. Is always punctual. Clings to you during romantic moments, holding your hand and smiling his gummy smile. Wants to know you’re having a good time. Wants things to be a learning experience, but also leaves room for fun. Takes breaks in the hotel room to catch your breaths. Talks about going back but never actually does.

Ten: Doesn’t care about being late, or on time. Always makes it to where he wants to go. Stopping to buy souvenirs in airport shops. Makes up stories about strangers to pass the time. Becomes friends with the locals. Surprises you with couples outfits. Makes the best of every situation. Can’t remember every place he’s been to, but remembers exactly how you looked in those places.

Jaehyun: Stands tiredly waiting to board the plane, your head on his shoulder, and your hand in his. Never gets enough sleep. Charms everyone he meets with his smile. Watching Disney movies on the plane. A few drinks, a cab already waiting to take you to a hotel. Luxury. Going out on the town at night, exploring places other people recommend. Using your own toiletries. Listening to a Bluetooth speaker to fall asleep.

WinWin: Has a count down until you both leave. Loves to get you hype about travelling with him. Takes you places he’s familiar with. Wants to impress you with his culture. Hugs you whenever he’s waiting for something, his mind slipping into daydreams. Takes pride in all that he shows you. There is no limit to the things he will do for you both to have a good time.

Jungwoo: No plans. Wants every footstep to be an adventure. Laughs with you about everything. Long discussions with random strangers on trains. Accidentally gets the both of you invited to people’s houses. Tries food he’s never tried before. Moves freely and unafraid. Tugs you along to the next thing that excites him. Wants the both of you to grow from the experience.

Lucas: Non-stop laughter and back hugs. Drinks and late night dancing. Moving through the world clumsily. Falling asleep on his chest after being so full from eating good food. Getting to know the deepest parts of him and realizing just how much you really like him. So much patience and enthusiasm for everything.

Mark: A list on his phone of everything he wants to do. Neither of you knowing quite where to start. Wanting to be spontaneous but being a little too high strung. Feeling happy enough just doing touristy things. Comfortable shoes and him holding your bags for you. Wandering away from each other and coming back again.

Xiaojun: Getting lost in airport terminals. Sitting on top of his luggage bag and asking you to wheel him around. Laughs everything off like it’s not that serious. Falls asleep in your lap as you’re waiting. Keeps translation books in his bag. Craves one big adventure. Ends up in the craziest situations you could imagine.

Hendery: Listens to your needs. Remembers everything you forgot to pack. Is into a really calming experience. Wants to get plenty of rest before you explore a new city. Wants to learn more about you and strengthen the relationship. Takes pictures of your side profile and never tells you about them. Has a lot of surprises planned just for you.

Renjun: Prefers doing things most people don’t do. Likes gimmicky attractions and things that make him laugh. A feeling of being with a friend. You resting your head on his shoulder in outdoor cafes, watching him play games on his cell phone. Getting into heated discussions about folklore and fairy tales. Stargazing and nose kisses.

Jeno: Sitting in his lap at train stations. Giving him the window seat because you know he wants it but won’t ask for it. Packed lunches and Boba. Him draping his jacket over your lap to keep you warm. Day trips and weekends to places not too distant. Walking through the cities hand-in-hand, him giving you his best eye smile.

Haechan: Has a travel playlist. Is terrified of getting sick. Wants to do things that scare him: skydiving in foreign countries, swimming with sharks. Never wants to go back to the room and sleep. Walks through the streets like he belongs. Good at haggling with street vendors. Keeps a photo of you from the plane as his phone wallpaper for months afterwards.

Jaemin: Does everything low key because he doesn’t like to show off. Only likes doing necessary things. Believes creating lasting memories is important. Is happy as long as he’s doing something chill with you. Pets every dog he passes. Plans his next trip with you while he’s on the current one.

YangYang: Racing him throughout the terminal. Acting like a big kid without a care in the world. Playing silly games to pass the time. Excited to tell you about all of the interesting facts he learned about a country. Is always polite to every staff member he encounters.

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lefayexplores · 6 years ago

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Ultimate Ship Meme: Lefay & Mahji

General:

How long will they last? - Until we want to reroll, if that ever happens.

How quickly did they fall in love? - Way too fast but it worked for them.

How was their first kiss? - Amazing, Lefay still daydreams about it. Also see above picture.

Wedding: N/A, Lefay don’t do weddings.

Who proposed? -

Who is the best man/men? -

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? -

Who did the most planning? -

Who stressed the most? -

How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? -

Sex:

Who is on top? - Even mix of both of them.

Who is the one to instigate things? - I think Lefay slightly more than Mahji but only slightly.

How healthy is their sex life? Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? - Probably average, I didn’t actually think about this until now.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - Lefay tries her best but she usually ends up with a bit more.

How rough are they in bed? - This really varies... Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - As many as Lefay can get out of him if she has her way. Realistically probably like 6 tops.

How many children will they adopt? - Zero unless you count Mahji adopting any other kits Lefay has with other men but I don’t really count that.

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Lefay, she’s dealt with a lot of bodily fluids as a healer and Mahji is a bit squeamish.

Who is the stricter parent? - Mahji, Lefay will cave and spoil way too easily.

Who stops the kids from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Lefay, though chances are she won’t stop it either.

Who remembers to pack the lunches? - Lefay will insist on making the food for them as much as possible.

Who is the more loved parent? - Equal!

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? - N/A

Who cried the most at graduation their coming of age ceremonies? - Lefay cried the most, though Mahji’s eyes weren’t completely dry either.

Who is more likely to bail the children out of trouble with the law? - Lefay would, by asking Saheena to do it.d

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Lefay without a doubt, she loves cooking.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Lefay, she won’t eat meat or any kind of animal flesh at all.

Who does the grocery shopping? - Lefay buys it and Mahji carries it.

How often do they bake desserts? - Way too often.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - Meat for Mahji, salad for Lefay.

Who is more likely to surprise the others with an anniversary dinner? - I’m not sure aniversaries are on either of their radars but more likely Mahji than Lefay since Lefay doesn’t even really know what an aniversary is in a romantic context.

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - I think this is an equal split.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? - Mahji but they both have such good control over flames that this isn’t likely for either of them.w

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Lefay but Mahji helps out of course. She’s just the one to actually start doing it.

Who is really against chores? - Neither.

Who cleans up after the pets? - Lefay but Mahji helps.

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Neither.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Lefay unquestionably.

Who found a dollar handful of gil between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Mahji, and it was left there by Lefay.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - About equal, in part because they bathe together more often than not.

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - They walk together!

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Never.

What are their goals for the relationship? - So. Many. Babs.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Mahji, though Lefay’s much more likely to nap.

Who plays the most pranks? - Lefay doesn’t really know what pranks are and would be terrible at them so Mahji.

No one sent me the ask, I just wanted to do it.

@wmahji-tia-ffxiv

#ffxiv rp

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tumblunni · 6 years ago

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I had a kinda weird but nice daydream last night. It was more of a daydream cos i was concious enough for it to make a little sense, but also drowsy enough that its a bit more incoherant and Edgy than my usual oc thoughts

I just got the sudden strong imagery of a guy walking through a destroyed town and all the dead people blossoming back to life as he passes

And i kinda thought a backstory for him maybe? He's an alchemist who devoted himself so much to honing his craft that he used himself as a test subject for all the most dangerous and heretical experiments and is now barely human anymore. One detail i could remember is that he had empty eye sockets that glowed, and sometimes spurted out into huge gushing tendrils of blue flame that twined around his head and wiggled like antennae. They'd kinda replaced his entire nervous system so if he wiggled them he could just sense all the facts about an object. Spirit sight or something? And probably some cool singular claw arm in a lopsided frankenstein aesthetic or something. Basically he's nothing more than Pure Poison Itself vaguely wrapped in a human shell. Like an undead look but more like a boneless husk whose skin has turned to cracked porcelain.

The backstory behind him making so many sacrifices for science is that his mum died of the plague when he was a vvery young child and he wants to become the world's best doctor who can save everyone from meeting the same fate. And he actually achieved his goal of defeating death itself, even if all he could do was turn himself into such an abomination that he can never die. Now he's travelling the earth trying to save people even though theyre all scared of him, while also trying to figure out which mixture of the million experiments he did on himself finally achieved this result.

I think maybe he can sorta partially manage to ressurect people? Like they come back as ghosts or skeletons or vampires or something. And he's all weeping with guilt that he's sentenced them to the same monsterous life as him but then a little kid hugs him for bringing her mom back. *sniff*

Also i think maybe he has a kid sidekick that he's sorta adopted as a little sibling? They were one of his earlier attempts to raise the dead, and they got ostracized by their parents for being unholy and stuff. So he adopted them, but he's always trying to find another family that can adopt them cos he feels like he isnt good enough. Also, ghost dog!! He accidentally spilled his magically-charged abomination blood onto his childhood pet's ashes and it came back in a spooply form! I just imagined his sheer unrestrained joy and weeping as the lil guy immediately recognises its owner all grown up and jumps up all happy like YOURE TALL NOW HEY HEY LETS PLAY! This poor dude needs a little relief from his angsty life honestly. I imagine him just running around super 100% hyperactive happy with this little pupper and adoptive sibling who's never seen him not being grumpy and sad is like "oh my god he's been replaced by aliens"

ALSO!! I WAS THINKING!! YES!! THE MUM DOES COME BACK!!

I was thinking that probably using his imperfect ressurection power costs a lot of his energy and he has a problem with being so self sacrificing he always ruins his health for the sake of others. He's like 'well i cant stay dead so i may as well die as many times as possible to help people'. Him coming home riddled with arrows and collapsing into a bloody pile at his sibling's feet and then in the morning when he's still stuck in bed sleeping off the enormous pain he cant understand what his sibling is upset about. Like he has no value in himself because he's so guilty that he hasnt finished the ultimate panacea yet. Disregarding the fact that nobody even asked him to, and he's already done so much to help so many peopke!! TAKE CARE O YOU SELF, BRO!!

Anyway, where was i?

Oh yeah! Well i was thinking maybe he was doing some mass healing in a town somewhere. Cos oh yeah even his regular cures for stuff are still made with his own blood. He's like a walking vessel for every poison ever made in this world or the worlds beyond. ELDRITCH ASPIRIN MAN! oh actually it could be a cool aesthetic to have him all bandaged up like an edgy anime character

WHERE WAS I

Oh yeah! Well he's super mega exhausted from expending all of his magical energy and working until the crack of dawn. So he's stumbling home down the same usual route, but he passes out halfway there. And then he wakes up to see his mother tucking him into bed and bringing chicken soup. Like "I DUNNO IF IT WORKS FOR MAGICAL SICKNESS I AM VERY CONFUSED OKAY" Turns out that just by pure coincidence he'd accidentally found the spot where the mass grave for plague victims was made back in the day. And he's extra super mega sick now cos he subconciously reached out to their souls and ressurected them in his sleep. And he's just weeping so much cos he thought he'd never find her and he's guilty he subjected her to a life of being an undead monster too, and he's like 'dont look at me ive changed so much you must be ashamed' and just MAXIMUM EMOTION OKAY!! And also 'oof ouch my everything' cos flailing around panicness aint good in your condition, dude!

So big happysad reunion and him having the longest most peaceful nap he's had in years, lost in distant memories of her reading him bedtime stories as a child. (Maybe even wakes up as she's reading a bedtime story to little sib, and gets so emotional he wakes them up with his sobbing?) And its not all perfect, there's a bit of a rift in the way of just being perfevt family again cos well its been so long and he's grown up and its basically like meeting a new person and starting over. Yet also with all the pressure of knowing how things used to be and being terrified of messing up. ALSO there are like fifty other zombies walking around outside confused as fuck! I think maybe the mum becomes the new mayor of a weird little shanty town that springs up overnight and the neighbours are all like 'what do we do with suddenly acquiring a new trade route with another city state' and also 'AAA ZOMBIES'. Complex futures await out heroes! But i have faith that this little awkward family will make it work!!!

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studiobeebo · 7 years ago

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Summer Daze (Kirishima Eijirou x Fem! Reader)

OKAY i want to start off by saying im really, really sorry this took so long. my motivation has been horrible and i just really didn’t want to make something that was lackluster so i decided to wait until i was more motivated instead

BUT ANYWAYS, this is the scenario for the 1,000 followers giveaway first place winner @ri-leuters following the prompt:

okay so pronouns would be she/her and i'd love this done with our local ball of sunshine kirishima! so i guess they could go out together into a sunflower field or just a normal flower field for a date and just have an all around good time together! also this would be great with lots of kisses and cuddles bc i live for that shit. also last minute request (but you could totally let this slide if you want) but ive always found this endearing; so when they kiss could kirishima pull back for a sec and just freak out over how s/o has tasty lips (prolly bc of her lip balm) and then they just talk about it for a sec and then he starts kissing her more bc "i want to taste!" djkdjdwk forgive me

BUT YE!!! SORRY AGAIN IT TOOK SO LONG AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY RI!!

Summer had to be one of Kirishima’s favorite seasons, if not his absolute favorite. While most people could find reasons to hate that time of the year, be it the sometimes sweltering heat or influx of annoying gnats and mosquitos, he always found a way to look past all the negatives of summer. He lived for the nights where he could sit outside with friends and roast marshmallows or go to the beach to go swimming, and with all the different activities he loved to do during the summer, he was absolutely ecstatic that this year, he got to do all those things with you.

When he first realized he had hopelessly fallen for your passionate, bubbly charm and amazingly adorable looks, he knew it would take time to convince himself to finally confess. To him, you were just so perfect and he couldn’t bare to mess up his chances with a girl like you, so he bided his time and got to know you as much as he could, of course throwing in some awkward flirty comments or attempts to impress you along the way. It was in the spring that he decided to set a deadline for himself, saying that he absolutely wanted to ask you out before the end of the school year, and after spending a good week daydreaming about going on fun summer walks through the park or getting ice cream together, he finally gave in and confessed that he had a crush on you before asking if you would go out to the movies with him. You were absolutely over the moon, having had quite the crush on him as well, and from there your blooming relationship was almost cinematic considering how well it was going.

On top of how amazing things were going between the two of you, Kirishima was lucky to have asked you out before his ‘deadline’ so when the weather began to get warm the two of you were already comfortable enough with one another for him to start checking off his list of fun summer dates and the first thing he had been wanting to do was to go hiking with you. The trail he had looked up was actually pretty short, only about a mile, but it let off into an incredible field of wildflowers that were supposedly in full bloom at this time of the year. He wanted to keep that part a secret so it would be a nice surprise for you, but he was just so excited that he couldn’t help but blab about it the whole week before the two of you had decided to go. Despite your slight fears that it would be too grossly hot on the weekend to even enjoy the date your boyfriend had so happily set up, his excitement about it was infectious so you couldn’t help but be excited as well. Plus, when the weekend finally came around it was fun to pack up a little picnic for the two of you and it was awfully cute how concerned he was, double and then triple checking that your shoes were comfortable and that you brought enough water.

Once the two of you arrived to the base of the hill that the path led up to on that saturday morning, you were extremely grateful that the weather was just perfect since you’d be walking uphill for most of the way. The first part of your little hike wasn’t too bad, but you slowly began to get a bit worn out the further you walked and you were a bit jealous at how Kirishima was still perfectly fine while you felt like you could take a nap right there in the middle of the path to give your tired muscles a break. Once he noticed you were falling a bit behind, however, Kirishima was nice enough to slow down and walk by your side until you reached the top of the hill and thankfully, the view was absolutely worth the trouble of getting there.

It looked as if the field of bright green grass and variety of colorful flowers swaying in the comforting breeze spanned out for miles and you must have stood there with a bright, open mouthed smile on your face for a good five minutes just looking out over the expanse of beautiful greenery. You continued to gush about how incredible it was as you pulled out your phone to take a few pictures, hoping to save this memory for years to come, but once you were done the two of you finally decided to walk further into the sunny field to find a nice spot to relax.

It took a few minutes to get everything set up, but it was perfectly picturesque once you had laid out the blanket for both of you to rest on before pulling out all the different snacks and drinks you had brought along with you. The two of you sat happily chatting about whatever came to mind while munching on a variety of fruit and other treats and you must have thanked him a million times for bringing you here to which he just smiled and told you it was no big deal.

“No but seriously! It’s absolutely perfect, I thought it might be too warm but the sun feels amazing since it’s so breezy up here!” You cheered, stretching your arms up above your head before falling backwards to lay your head down onto his lap.

“Yeah it is pretty nice, I’m surprised you’re not cold for once.” He teased, picking at a few of the flowers that were spread out around your makeshift ‘bed’.

“Hey I’m not always cold, I just like wearing your sweaters, that’s all.” You quipped, reaching up to pinch his cheek only for him to wince a bit before sending a pout your way as he continued to work on tugging flowers from the ground.

“What are you doing, anyways?” You asked upon noticing he was fiddling around with the flowers he had collected, sitting up from your lying position on his lap to get a better look.

“Nothing..” He mumbled out, though his concentration was very clearly on his task at hand rather than on you. After a moment he blinked, seeming to have realized that he sort of just brushed you off a bit before tearing his eyes from his little project only to give you a soft smile. “I mean it’s something, but you have to give me a second...and don’t look!”

Your brows furrowed in confusion but you just laughed and shook your head, putting your hands over your eyes to show that you’d keep your eyes on your own business. After a moment you decided to drop your hands to focus on your phone instead, trying not to laugh at the way Kirishima flinched and covered up what was in his hands upon seeing your hands drop before relaxing once he realized you weren’t really watching him.

The two of you sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, you scrolling through some of your notifications and taking a few more pictures to post to your social media and him working on whatever it was he was doing, but eventually the silence between the two of you was broken as he let out an excited “Alright!” before turning back over to you.

“I saw one of these on Mina’s blog, but she didn’t really post instructions so..” He trailed off, holding out what you were guessing was meant to be a flower crown of sorts.

It was more of an..oval shape and the flowers seemed to be forcefully tied together in a misshapen manner. However, while he may have thought it wasn’t as ‘instagram worthy’ as Mina’s flower crowns (Which, you were pretty sure she bought anyways), you thought it was absolutely perfect.

“I think you don’t even need instructions, this look like a pro made it!” You exclaimed, loving the way his face lit up like a puppy being praised for being a good dog. Unfortunately, however, when you went to grab it to wear it, as you figured was his intention for you to do once he gave it to you, the little masterpiece fell to pieces right before you had the chance to lay it atop your head. You scrambled to try to save at least some of it, but your efforts went to waste and you were left with a little pile of flowers sitting in your lap as you looked up slowly with a sheepish smile worn on your face, praying you hadn’t upset him.

“Whoops..Sorry Eiji, I guess my hands are a lot stronger than I thought.” You chuckled before continuing. “But It was so pretty! I feel bad wrecking it like that, I should have taken a picture..”

“Hey that’s alright!” He spoke, sounding a lot happier than you thought he would be considering you just accidentally broke such a cute gift from him before he stood up and grabbed a few of the flowers from the pile that used to be the flower crown he had made for you. After picking up as many as he could, he walked behind you before crouching down and beginning to place a few different flowers throughout your hair. “See? Well, I guess you can’t see, but your hair still looks pretty now! I mean it always looks pretty, but you know what I mean.” He chuckled, moving back to be in front of you and crouching down to the same position to add some more flowers to the front of your hair.

After a moment he appeared..mostly happy with his work, but he was looking at you like an artist looking at one of their paintings that looked pretty good but just needed one last thing to bring it all together. You smiled and chuckled a bit when his face lit up with that ‘Oh, I got it!’ look before he reached over past your shared blanket and grabbed one more flower before moving to push some of your hair behind your ear and then tucking the flower there as well.

“There, that’s good, right?” He asked, adjusting the flower bit, but letting his hand stay near your jaw as his thumb gently ran over your cheek.

“It’s perfect.” You hummed, not even needing to look as you words were more generally aimed at this whole day in general as you leaned in to press your lips against his own. Even though the sun’s rays were plenty warm enough, there was still nothing that could compare to the warmth that bloomed in your chest every time you felt his hand gently cup your jaw and the gentle yet passionate way his lips would mesh with your own.

After a moment, your lips parted from his own and you were a bit surprised to see a look of happy confusion on his face as you pulled away from him a bit.

“..What?”

“You..Kind of taste like one of these flowers smells.”

“...What??” You chuckled out yet again, shaking your head in equal confusion.

“And a lemon! Like a flowery lemon!”

His additional description clicked in your head as you were suddenly reminded of the new lip balm you had bought a few days prior as you laughed out an answer, hardly able to contain yourself considering the adorable look on his face as you stuttered through your words.

“I-It’s my new lip balm! It’s lemon-lavender! Like it?”

“Yeah!” He beamed, “Can I taste again? It’s really sweet..” He continued, but you could tell by the light blush that fanned over his cheeks that the term of ‘tasting’ you was something he didn’t really mean to say aloud, but you didn’t mind either way. You had plenty of kisses to spare for him all the time, and after the amazing day he went through the trouble of planning out, he definitely deserved it.

“Of course.” You giggled, leaning in to peck his lips once more in a more sweet, appreciative way as a sort of thank you. “You can taste as much as you want.”

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fashiontrendin-blog · 7 years ago

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New York Has Made an Unusual Dreamer Out of Me

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New York Has Made an Unusual Dreamer Out of Me

Sometimes I think that to live in New York is to relinquish agency over the pace of your life or else gloriously exit in pursuit of regaining it. That live-or-leave binary is baked into the appeal. If you’re anything like me, you’ll both love it and hate it as long as you’re here, and spend most of your time oscillating between thinking that’s what makes it incredible and that’s what makes it a tidy nightmare. My recent adoration for summertime in New York, for example, has led me to believe that east coast winters are worth it. But ask me to revisit that hypothesis in January and I’ll be too busy looking at rent prices in L.A. to respond. I’m nothing if not accidentally cliché. I could say the same about New York.

This place is so many nonsensical things, but it’s never a snooze, which is why anyone who considers themselves existentially bored ought to consider moving here right away. We have entertainment and anxiety in spades — and not an emotional offbeat in sight. We’d welcome you with stiff, crossed arms and the humble request that you kindly move aside because we’re walking here. Just make sure you don’t arrive without a paying job, a shitload of optimism and a pack of Lifesavers worth of coping mechanisms to get you through the weeks when it runs dangerously low.

Those mechanisms are key. Mine currently entail staring at my baby nieces’ double chins to remind myself of youthful innocence, complaining on Instagram Stories about needing to get off Instagram Stories and tapping into my well-stocked bank of daydreams. The daydreams are especially critical. If you ask me, they ought to be fully-formed and accessible at any given moment, like when you’re standing on an over-crowded train platform and have been for 27 sweltering minutes and need to quickly access the visceral experience of living upstate and milking a cow. Such a vision will serve as your proverbial escape button until you see the New York skyline and are again reminded why you love this place, at least aesthetically.

I have a stockpile of such visualizations and consider my creation of them part of the New York cost of living. For example, when I’ve spent the whole night tossing and turning because the street I live on moonlights as a dance club, I like to imagine that instead of needing to wake up and fulfill my 9-to-5 duties, I am instead urgently needed at the Cincinnati Zoo, where I am paid in cookie dough for my job feeding entire watermelons to Fiona the hippo and her doting parents.

Or when the city strikes me as especially cruel and I don’t feel up to the task of fighting it, I imagine I’m the relatively unknown but enthusiastic sidekick of a famous dog show commentator with whom I travel the world in search of the perfect Pekingese. In this career visualization, I’m neither required to recall breed-specific requirements nor expected to do more than make dog puns and cry during the non-sporting group.

On particularly off days, like when I realize a party I’m at is filled with people who are somehow both empty and full of themselves at the same time, I imagine that I live in a small cabin in the woods and work as a remote freelance consultant for candy companies looking to re-introduce their classics in new shapes and flavors. (My first gig would be writing a case study for Mars, Inc. on why Skittles need to abolish their “new” green apple flavor and bring back lime.) And when that visualization becomes inevitably stressful and morale-destroying on an ethical level, as many of my visualizations do, I revisit an old classic: my life as the full-time hype-woman at Bunny Island in Japan, in charge not of attending to visitors but of getting thousands of bunnies in a platonically affectionate mood.

And when I feel burnt out and everyone I know seems to feel the same, I imagine a career in ASMR content creation: afternoons spent dragging feathers across blank sheets of paper and drawing stick figures in sand while whispering any old thought that pops into my mind.

And when all of New York smells like rotten trash, every bridge is grid-locked, every restaurant has a three-and-a-half-hour wait and dreams seem to break as fast as they form, I imagine with every cell in my body that I am not me but a humble attendant to the train of every red carpet dress Rihanna has ever worn, in charge of lifting it ever so delicately off this troubled earth so that she may continue to thrive. And when that fails — a rare occurrence — I resort to visualizing my parallel life as a Pomeranian influencer, in which I eat sponsored dog biscuits and generally bask in the limitations of my self-awareness.

That’s when I take the cutest nap I can muster until the sun sets just so through the glinting glass buildings, the hustle of the street feels like enthusiasm personified and an old woman on Canal Street gives me a warm smile and I remember this place is more than worth the trouble.

Illustrations by Aimee Bee Brooks.

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Flair’s Dreams, January 2018

Certainly been a while. Some of these are written in shorthand, so if you bother browsing through these, forgive me for that. It gets better later on.

1/3/18: (2:00-6:45)

I end up inside Shin Megami Tensei world (again- it's apparently happened at least twice before) due to someone taking an unwanted photo of me, and thinking that I'd like it to do such. The SMT world in this case is a giant, ever shifting tower of some sort, which rumbles as if hit by an earthquake while changing. I end up in a section controlled by Alice (the demon) called "Tick Tock Goes the Clock", with decor describable as the inside of a building from Alice in Wonderland where the main colors are pink, white, and gold. I have some sort of feud with the White Rabbit (the guy/demon who brought me in here?) before I'm finally left alone. I try to remember the way a few demon conversations proceed (the short mushroom demon likes men and alcohol, the four winged cerulean bird thing thinks pants are kind of cool, etc) when the tower shakes, and an 8-demon procession turns down the hall. Some are the bird thing but there are two kinds I've not seen before, one of them a sort of floating blue horse thing. They enter the room on the left (structured like a classroom) and emerge from the other door, behind me, singing and generally unaggressive. Two girls who are permanent residents here are also part of the line, and notice me. Brooke (a black girl with long, thin pleats/braids) says hi, while the other girl (a white girl with her hair curling up at the front off of her head like a squirrel's tail) asks her how I keep getting here. I tell her it's sheer random chance, as is how I keep getting out of here. The demon's singing appears to be summoning a wedding chapel, which I stop through my own music somehow, causing it to make a weird whiffling noise as it blinks back out of existence.

1/5/18: (Powers Dream?)

I'm either "playing" as, or actually am Samus (Metroid), and am currently in the middle of Metroid Prime 3, which requires me to ascend a space pirate "tower" ("urchin"-like room was notable). This is a late game area, and the entire 3D outline of it can be seen on the map. I make it to a normal office room (somewhat out of place) filled with space pirates, and use the photon beam to eliminate them. The charged shots are purple, and track/hone in on the enemies. There is a "tooth" language that only the pirates can access/understand, but by pulling them out of the stomach of a dead one in the corner (it ATE the teeth for some reason), I should be able to understand it soon. I'm no longer Samus, and decide to raid the nearby wardrobe for something to wear, but mom is suddenly in the room, trying to move stuff out. In the closet behind me, there are lotions on the top shelf, including a "snuggling" lotion.

A strange species of creature catches four DnD-type characters (all human men) and intends to transform them, allowing a single last request from each. They then twist the requests to make the transformations ironic, turning the group into a girl, a mutant raccoon, Princess Daisy (request involved a sneer), and a ____ (ICR what, but it wasn't human). The non-humans alleviate this by make themselves look like copies of the girl and Daisy member, and progress on, thinking that someone can reverse this in the area below a nearby canyon. Just as they're about to head down, they all transform back- but as each other instead of themselves, which shocks and frustrates them.

1/8/18: (2:??-7:20)

There is a person who is repeatedly turning into combinations of three different animals in order to fight something in a dark, pseudo-futuristic room. I can see them on screen to shoot at one point, and the twins from Flip Flappers are involved.

A giant snake "person" (just looked like a two-story tall snake) attacks me and others in a city alley. It can't tell people apart easily, but recognizes me from smelling my runny nose somehow, and comes after me.

The tent I was sleeping in outside an apartment is torn apart by the weather, which picked it up and proceeded to rain, HARD, solely above my stuff.

I need to give an example of something I have "triumphed in" for a required stage show. I'm slightly late, and the first example I give has something to do with electric powers? I then switch to saying I triumph in comedy itself.

1/10/18:

2D version of a 3D game, sand "castle" area, stars to collect Mario-style, giant mantis creature (boss?) in 3D Pikmin-esque leaf area, fought using morph ball (Metroid)?

1/11/18: (9:00-9:45 and 10:00-10:22, naps) (1:17-6:45)

Endbringer attack (Worm), it’s The Simurgh, “sometimes they stay dead for days, but they always get back up” (the Endbringers can be killed, but they don’t stay down), I’m at work, Blasto’s stuff turns everything inside purple and monstrous, and dogs become zerg-dogs, I’m Taylor, I run outside, “unlike inside, here, the bodies were real” I think to myself, envisioning them, except there actually aren’t any, I can’t even see the destruction, find some old guy and walk with him, there’s a giant model of earth to the right, see places on the continents being struck with poofs of red smoke, it represents something that’s actually happening, one barrels right into us, something to do with the endbringer attacks, some other guy with us now, old guy climbs into treehouse, which is thankfully unoccupied, speaks a little about how fire extinguishers are less effective in the arctic, then falls asleep in a bed in the back, me and the other guy sleep ourselves, and wake to the kid and his friend recording something nearby, they don’t notice us until I stand (I’m me again), they protest my presence, tell the kid to help me wake the guy in the bed up, they’re related?, go to scientist guy’s large yellow house, guys named Rick and Ray live here, they have a “human tainting” chamber/tube, think I’m watching videos at class/work and just getting really immersed, stop and wake as a result

I’m in a movie theater watching an animated movie, and become convinced that because the movie has characters named Rick and Ray and I JUST dreamed about that that I got the info about the future, movie ends, person in snake cosplay, accidentally head off in a sideways moving elevator for 50 minutes, come back, see giant gel monster things, fancy plaza with tennis courts and such, night sky looking ceiling, family has been waiting

I receive information that implies I am the girl who “won the game” and left for Heaven 6 months ago. I took “The Lilac Path”, was compared to a flower, and either literally was or was represented by a white, harsh featured woman’s mask with thorned briars behind it.

1/12/18: (1:??-9:30) (Powers Dream)

Fast vampire guy with long hair and Klaus (BBB), huge and intricate mansion, they’re after me/her (multiple tenses- I was “playing” as the female MC from a forum quest?), there’s a person cannon in the next room which is somehow Homestuck related, vote on song to play as we send off to another house, decide on Here from The Ancient Magus’ Bride, I still have pills left, but didn’t realize until I literally bit into them.

Five story playground equipment in backyard of house me and two girls broke into, we go inside, Yoda uses Spaceballs to distract a bunch of stormtroopers so he can turn them into water, I ask how that makes any sense, The Force can’t do that

Filthy purple room with green stringy things everywhere, on a team playing “hide and seek” (keep three items away from other team), room is too small and empty for this, novel new strategy, I distract the seeker when he comes in by fighting him with a rubber sling ball, and time runs out

A black guy with dreads/braids is sitting in a mostly black room at the top of a tower, a silver staircase leading inside. I’m not him, but can feel him comb his hair, somehow. He threatens Hannah Montana, until I, as Ayumura Tamako (but seen from a third person perspective), along with some tall guy, break through the outside wall (which has only air beneath it) and interrupt. I throw some sort of purple laser boomerang at the black guy, the results of which ICR, before I start to feel as if I’m just imagining this part, like I’m just daydreaming. Not liking this, I decide to leave this dimension, and fly(?) outside to do so.

1/13/18: (1:??-9:30) (Taste Dream)

There is a "Dream Dungeon" game, played in the style of SMT: Strange Journey, with a black and white map. There are small, reddish-pink bipedal creatures with oversized arms called "Neebles", that are extra powerful compared to the normal enemies, but I beat the first one fairly easily all the same.

In order to change fate, I need to alter a teddy bear/my alarm/my phone, which allows me to wake up early.

Card game where pictures must be matched, in a kitchen, blue and white buttercream doughnut I can taste, need Dad to help me snap a lobster's neck, which I think I'll be able to taste as well, something about planetary alignment and 413, I suck root beer from a fish grenade thing

1/14/18:

List of chapters, two centered around betrayals by cultists with red robes, Mom and I in a light white-greenish hallway, star projections on our feet, they signal that this is the spot to leave from, we spin to teleport out, we were on chapter 6, but then chapter 9 happens

Good, bad, and normal dream all forced to revolve around the same thing: a yellow and red thing with scales.

Make it to "banned" area by getting banned, made completely of sand colored blocks (seamless), indoor confinement with a single reception desk, place a portal there so it's a good thing (would have taken forever to get there otherwise).

Competition, sports style events, grannies and ___ on one side, robots and ___ on the other, I end up winning (most were gun events), take granny as prize, it'll all be connected soon anyways so it doesn't really matter...

1/15/17: (2:00-6:30)

I'm in my house, upstairs, while everyone is sleeping. I head downstairs, and Mom (who was asleep upstairs) sits up from the couch and screams at me, seriously startling me.

I'm playing/editing a game, from the inside, via the dev mode. The beginning mostly consists of large colorful platforms (with things on them) and floating bars (balance beams), some of which have yellow "slowdown" pads on them, all floating in the sky. There are two large, worm-like dragons with dark blue shell armor flying in the sky above. I passed by the Sun and Moon God area before, and end up going back to interact with them. They stand on small platforms above a larger central one. The sun god has eight arms. They speak to me, but their dialogue implies that you shouldn't be able to see both at once- I can, because I'm still in dev mode, which I'd forgotten. Cursing, I restart in normal mode, with a lot of progress lost.

The setting is a school, where many of the teachers are special (supernatural or otherwise) in some way. A wiry black "electric gremlin" locks 33 other monsters in with it in a room to play hide and seek, or rather "hide and shock" with them. In the hallways, there are several vocaloid-like beings who have "load" put upon them whenever a video starring them is uploaded. This existence is hard on the original/first of them, a girl with shoulder-length brown hair and a yellow and pink outfit, as because of the other's popularity they won't ever leave or fade away (while she will?). Phoenix Wright is nearby, and becomes angry with her, rushing at her to attack. I'm also there, and try to hold him back, but he begins transforming into a giant blade armed monster thing, making this difficult. I try disabling him with elbow strikes to the head, and ICR what happens after. Elsewhere, in a giant gray stone cavern with a thin spread of water covering the floor (possibly in the school), there are a ton of people milling about. A mouse cursor (moved by someone unknown) that can jet water out of its tip climbs up a rock near a big deal villainess woman in a black dress. Her name is revealed to be something familiar (something with "night" in it), just before she grabs and restrains a tall black man with pink dreads, who slashes at her with his hands and wounds her arm. She's intrigued, as that hurt her more than she's been hurt in the last ___ (some number of hundreds of) years. She tears away his disguise, revealing him to be Death the Kid (Soul Eater). Because he's in danger, a portal forms and teleports him out. I'm left somewhat confused however, as the "disguise" person is still around. The scene then plays out again, fully animated this time (it wasn't originally), no different except that DTK briefly turns into an orc. Above/upstairs, a group with bulky red and yellow cloaks (like bulky, darker versions of the Journey characters) and names based on angels have been waiting to leave this place, and are disappointed when the portal (the upper half of which was sticking through the ceiling) quickly closes. Later, an older male teacher fed up with doing nothing, along with me, decide to go looking for whatever is going on around here after hearing about the animal colonies that were here being gone (only the moving pictures/drawings remain). A horse and maid were previously kidnapped from here; if we could find the horse we'd have a lead. We proceed down a long hallway with rooms in the middle, but I keep getting ultra tired, and have to keep resisting sleep. We get to the front area, which has a setup like a shop with fully stocked shelves (mostly wigs?). The teacher decides we need wigs, and steals one. I grudgingly take another (a tokyo ghoul one), but don't think I'll be able to fit my hair under it. The teacher tells me to just do the best I can until we get downstairs. I think to myself that I'm glad he's having fun at least.

1/19/18:

Game with woman in blue who dies, I wonder how it affects Mom and Ian's dreams, Ian wants me to watch Castlevania "M___ of Blood" because it ties up plot threads from Dawn of Sorrow, but I don't want to, part of it plays out IRL in front of us, guy in white suit fights the boss on an altar at the back of an elementary school library like place, using millions of spears from the walls and floor, the boss counters with vines and just as many swords.

A familiar (as in a witch's familiar) sort of thing is floating over the sink, but I don't want to accept it as one (as mine?) because I know it won't listen to me.

There are giant piles of snow stacked in mountains outside the house, in the middle of spring, the huns from Night at the Museum are going around the neighborhood hitting everyone in the face with snowballs, I get excited (this is apparently an annual event), I go outside to change my panties for some reason, dude with a sharp object in hand comes after me, I flee through tall grass back to the house, recent argument between me and Elizabeth?

1/20/18: (2:00-9:??) (Powers Dream)

I'm in a small (less than 20) group of people with "God" powers, allowing us to fly, and giving us various other abilities as well (some of us, at least?). I'm relatively new to the group (and the area?), and worry that they dislike me, especially after I did something that I didn't think was rude, but they did. I try to find a moment to apologize, but can't seem to- there are too many kids in the house that all (or at least most) of us are living at, leaving precious few moments that everyone is available at the same time. Later, I'm at a sort of futuristic store, full of white plastic tubes and such, where I pick up two small items I didn't mean to. The one in my right hand is small, white and pink, and semi-triangular, and somehow shakes me when I hold it. Nearby, a girl from my group who sort of looks like Miu (DRv3) points out a tiny hammer either in or near something on the floor, which was relevant to the adventure/plot that happened previously where we attained said flight/godhood from. Later, I'm walking with Josuke (JJBA) under a winding overpass. It starts raining the second we step under open sky, and stops when we step under the pass, repeatedly. This indicates to both of us that we're under attack, thus we summon our stands. Josuke's looks kind of like Frieza (DBZ), while mine is long and kind of insectoid, with at least six limbs and enough flexibility to curl through the air. I then warn myself, still also back at the store somehow, and am that version of myself again. I tell the girl from my group about it and she goes to get the others, before I realize that it hasn't actually happened yet (there are two different time versions of me running around, and I'm currently the earlier version). I run out of the store and down the stairs, trying to talk to someone telepathically as I do(?). I come across a girl I know/have talked to on the stairs, and tell her I need to break her arm (which we discussed previously) in order to draw "their" attention, as I can't think of any other way. She's not happy about this for obvious reasons, and so tries to jump from the stairs and break MY arm to prove that will also get their attention. This fails utterly (my arm fails to break with her weight), and I tell her that's why it won't work with me before lifting up the girl (the crowd gasps) with the same arm and tossing her into the bookcase on the nearby wall, feet first. This makes her body turn cartoonish, and other people around pull her out as I hope that's enough and rush out of the building. Even later, there are many floating pillars high in the sky, with a central larger pillar meant to be reached by jumping from the smaller ones. A guy from my group is up here, doing just that (landing on the sides), and upon noticing the three golden glints in the central pillar, starts making his way there (they indicate either treasure or entrances). He doesn't manage it via jumping, and so ends up just flying there. I follow him in, and it turns out this is just the temple of the "Jungle boss" we beat already, so there's no new treasure here. The boss is basically just moving circular sawblades on a slope that descend slowly on a conveyor belt, which need to be broken by being "bowled" over. There are cardboard cutouts of rocks that turn real when bowled off to the side for this explicit purpose. The guy didn't do great on this before, but he just didn't get it I don't think, because I do very well with no practice at all. Also, by clogging the entryway, you can basically win automatically. Once we do, the guy who monitors this place asks if we want to go up to the top again, to which I say nah, we've got it, and just fly up on my own. While doing so, I think to myself that I'm getting too used to flying, and won't know how to go without it soon, to the point that I've memorized how it feels (like being "lifted" by the inside of the back of the shoulders/heart area). It then "slips" out of me in midair, which I panic about ("Hey!")- it feels as if God (who I envision as a long haired black guy made of stars and space) is lifting me up by my shirt.

In Grandma's room, whole slabs of my leg meat suddenly fall out, causing me to fall to my knees. My leg looks like raw chicken on the inside, and a large shard of rough, bloody bone comes out from just above my ankle, along with a chunk of the side of my foot. It doesn't hurt, but I still panic, and ask Mom what to do... and she just tells me to put it back.

Girl with seven different voices in her head, she's a parahuman, she sings to Lung (Worm), which is hilarious, on the Christmas before, a nerdy boy (who was the girl?) is driving, his different personalities are taking over intermittently, he gets in trouble due to something that happens in the car.

Sentient, pyramid shaped guy made of rock called Mr. Volcano, he's actually really tiny, church area where the ground is covered in high dark water that can partially(?) be walked over, all the buildings are black, giant orb building I get on top of, see family below and wave, will have to backtrack all the way if I want to get to them though.

1/21/18:

I get out of (my) bed, wander out to the theater area, starscape ceiling everyone is staring at, find family in the crowd, was backstage earlier (metal area with green room in back) that I was seen in.

There's a weird researcher looking guy in my bed, he all but tries to molest me, I know he's not real but still feel him poking me under the armpit, to get rid of him I sit up fully, say when I look up he'll be gone, and he vanishes.

1/22/18: (Powers Dream?)

Check-in room for an unfinished movie (early access?), I look like a woman with dark hair in a suit and have a fake ID/page to get in (the result of disguise magic?), guy with "Taurus" in his name tries to get in, I can tell he's also disguised/fake by what he says, somehow he's revealed to the rest of the room, he escapes into the dark-bluish dungeon/labyrinth outside, Ben 10 (or someone similar) pursues in a tiny, fast, white spider form (Kumoko?)

1/23/18: (1:3?- 6:40)

Four people meet up at the center of a town after a period of time, and show off proof of what they beat in order to let them proceed. Two did the normal version, one did a lesser version, and the last did something strange. They enter an aqua green palace, and somehow complete several “incorrect” fights.

1/26/18: (2:50-10:00)

Giant waterfall with bumpy, multicolored ground all around, the waterfall itself and the ground goes all around the area, it has a complicated "fall", Ian and I are there?

Robin, Jason, and Anne (The Wotch) are in a pink, cluttered bedroom, Robin is wearing a weird ninja outfit thing, they transform, Robin turns female and his clothes constrict into a really tight dress, later, on a lawn, Anne straight up admits to a guy (cheerfully) that she's altered his memory, with a display on a laptop that has a bunch of gold rectangles together and flashing, missing red ones to display the missing memories.

Someone is coming after an enemy “boss”, but it's actually a decoy, being issued commands by a scientist girl (the real final boss, so to speak). She goes through the underneath of her base to change the wires and such, where the light is dark purplish.

Guy who makes those around him extremely clumsy and can make himself Happosai-sized, making him very hard to hit or catch, I was on a team to guard against/catch him previously, one of the girls on the team gets frustrated enough to suggest arming everyone with guns, I corner him in a mall, in an area that's sort of like a giant tube, I still can't manage to hit him though, he goes on to be an ice skater, in the same mall someone is trying to use their henchman to kill people, but they're too incompetent, I'm on to them.

1/27/18: (2:00-9:30) (Powers Dream)

In a flat, "outer space" void, there is a spiral of gymnastic mats that leads to the Five God Dragon (Yugioh) at the glowing center, you can step outside the spiral of mats too, but that's no fun, there are enormous, whale-sized fish under the blackness that you can catch.

I'm a beautiful female ninja with shiny black hair and an elegant pink and green (seemingly peach inspired) outfit that looks like a mix between a dress and robes, walking through a town. It is possible to obtain small chests there (both normal brown and aqua green ones) from events, the latter only being openable with keys obtained from fights. There is a free hot spring that I want to go to, but I get interrupted before I can, and end up stuck going to a snowy mountain area for a mission. The entire time I just want to get back to the hot spring, to the point that I keep letting my clothes partially slip off. The guards, of which there are two lines on either side in front of me, find this very weird. I drop into the below-ground snow tunnel they are standing over to begin my mission.

I'm in a mansion/dungeon that anyone who enters supposedly only has a single night to escape. However, you actually have an endless amount of time, because time will stop progressing outside it the moment you enter. I'm dressed in a black leotard with gold accents along the sides. Coming up from a dark below ground area, I progress through an area of enemies that are no longer tough for me to beat (though they're destroyed before I can encounter them, via horizontal lightning), picking up the lightning items they drop. I think to myself that I need something blunter to kill them, since I want the kind of items they'll drop if I use a blunt weapon. I've explored most of the place, but have no idea where to go now. There is a rule that I need to stay out of the sight of the mansion's guards/servants, which poses a problem as there is one crouched right in front of the door to get back to the entryway (their stare is seen as a red cone of light). I hit the lights from my end (which only lasts a few seconds) and scamper out, climbing up a ladder across the way on to a catwalk. There are buttons on the wall to the left to press, and a gathering of people up ahead of me, one of whom is a kid who will alert the adults in 7 seconds that I'm here. It's possible to bribe him, and I have before, but I don't this time, instead swinging to a slightly lower catwalk, followed by another. I then fall/slide down a pit that leads to a furnace, turning into Bendy (Bendy and the Ink Machine) and moving off into a smaller side-tunnel.

1/29/18:

Video game/board game/obstacle course, Mario-like bit with aqua blue flooring and small electrified bits to jump around, upper area with movable present like boxes.

1/30/18:

The Protagonist (DDLC) was meant to be a girl from the start, but was changed. He enters a mall where there is a large flashy display overhead with the DDLC girls on it. Later, it turns out Monika has been with us (in the real world) the entire time, possibly due to a game glitch caused by a poster. Furthermore, because of someone's severed hand, she is omnipresent/everywhere at once at all times. She can control things by using her left hand for the mouse and her right for the keyboard (or the cursor, which is separate from the mouse?), which she reveals while in a car with me and _____ while suffering from awareness overload.

In a store, I "hatch" shriveled, radioactive bats. There are bats that "counter" them that look more like bluish, quadrapedal lizards the size of large dogs, most of which are sealed off in a toxic/radioactive factory mostly composed of tunnels, which ends up becoming the "endgame" area we have to traverse. Inside, the Homestuck trolls are sprawled out in a tunnel to the left, looking dead (they aren't), and for some reason we start a cookout just inside the entrance.

#dreams

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jamesbukkakebarnes · 7 years ago

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okay so i laid on my left side which i never do always sleep on my right side or on my back. now, earlier, i accidentally fell asleep on my left side but since i was so freaking tired i didn’t dream or anything and felt like i was in a deep sleep. ANYWAY, i wasn’t feeling super tired but tried going to sleep about half hour ago? idk it literally feels like no time has passed at all, but i’m getting sidetracked again. i need to write some things down that will be relevant later.

((some backstory: so i do this thing where, when my mind is like..clear enough, or like when i’m not trying to listen to anything, i can sometimes hear random voices. this is just when i’m half asleep but can’t think of a nice little cute story or when i’m not worrying about my responsibilities. these are rare times my mind is totally clear. they sound like different ones every time and i usually can’t tell what exactly they’re saying. these aren’t creepy voices though, they’re more like...people from my everyday life, like some kid on the bus or like a lady who i overheard talking on the phone. that sort of thing. i don’t usually get these voices; the last time i did, it was my brother’s voice, which I clearly heard say “hey, can you open the door?” as in, the front door, as if he was saying it right in my ear. i thought maybe he got locked out and said it through the window, because my dog also perked up when i heard this. but when i opened the door literally no one was there. it took about ten seconds to open the door, and he wasn’t there. it’s impossible that he could’ve gone to his apartment without me seeing him from my door (they’re maybe ten feet apart?) so to this day i’m still not sure if i actually heard something or if it was an auditory hallucination..this scares me for two reasons. 1. if this wasn’t my brother or a hallucination, what creepy ass voice did me and my dog hear? it could be the upstairs neighbor who parks his motorcycle near my window sometimes, but first of all i would have heard the motorcycle pull up, and second of all, the voice sounded JUST like my brother and it was SO close to my ear. maybe my dog only perked up because i did? i distinctly remember that my first thought was “did my brother just tell me to open the door? did ranger hear it too?” 2. it also scares me because what if i do have some sort of mental issue (um, i mean obviously i have social issues but i’m talking about something else here..) and it was a straight up hallucination? like, this voice told me to go open the fucking front door and i fucking did it because i fucking thought it was him, someone who i trusted and who i would always help him if he needed it. what will this voice tell me next time? run into traffic? that’s some scary shit. right now, i’m thinking, well, even if it did tell me to run into traffic i obviously wouldn’t do it, but...opening the front door at night is fucking almost as dangerous as that, even, so...RIP me fml

another thing i should mention, the last time i got sleep paralysis was earlier this summer. i was slowly falling asleep on my back, after letting my dog out of my room because it was admittedly pretty hot in there. i even took off my blanket, which i NEVER do. so i was drifting off to sleep when suddenly i couldn’t breathe i felt like someone was pressing their hand(s?) on my chest. i couldn’t move. i forced myself to calm down and did my usual method of getting really still and then, with a burst of adrenaline, waking up and sitting up. i was crying when i woke up and i quickly opened the door and pretty much dragged my dog back into the room with me. can’t remember if i shut my door again i think i did just so he wouldn’t leave.

the day right after that sleep paralysis, i told my parents and as usual they got worried. i hadn’t told them about the voice i heard. my dad gave me his cross necklace, which he had been wearing literally my whole life almost two decades , and i didn’t take it off, not even when showering, which i usually take off my necklaces before showering. i didn’t take it off until two weeks ago i think when my dad made me get really upset, and i didn’t want anything to do with it.))

so this brings us back to right now. okay, so when i fall asleep, i, this is fucking embarrassing, but okay, i make up cute little love scenarios for my otps (this time, as is recently, it was about justin and jc. i know, i’m cringing too), just to help my mind drift off before sleep hits me. these scenes help ease my anxiety and help me to stop thinking about what i have to do tomorrow, question why i did this or that earlier, etc. ANYWAY, i did that as usual and then...it sort of gets fuzzy. at this point i didn’t even realize i fell asleep. i was just..somewhere else.

like i said earlier, when my mind isn’t focused, i hear these disembodied voices that don’t really say anything understandable. this happened, i think towards the end of my, um, fluffy love daydream thing.

but then i was in a dream, which is weird because i don’t fucking dream unless i either take a nap where i’m not super tired, unlike earlier, or if i was sleeping and then woke up and then decided to go back to sleep. i guess that is sort of what happened considering i had a good nap earlier. whatever, the dream is going pretty normal. i’m at a best buy or something. i find a movie poster in a dvd case, some nerds are going crazy over the poster. everything’s fine, a bit weird since i didn’t really recognize them. but as soon as i NOTICED that i didn’t really recognize these people, it hit me. i’m fucking lucid dreaming. i’ve only lucid dreamed twice and the first dream was amazingly vivid but the second one was stopped prematurely because i got too excited and woke up.

so now i’m lucid dreaming, and i get a semi clear look on these guys faces. they’re generic looking white guys from my college, no big deal. but since i was in this lucid state, i was like, hey, why not make one of these random guys into jc! i’m pretty sure i was in control of what i was doing since i was walking like i felt like how i normally would if i was walking in real life. so this guy was like...running in front of me but like horizontally toward my left but in slow motion and i’m like..transforming his face into jc’s face, and that’s when it started.

keep in mind, this whole best buy dream thing felt like right as i’m trying to fix his face (lol wtf?), i start hearing the voices, except this time it’s not random peoples’ voices..it’s like..old classmates? two in particular, these guys sat next to me in one of my classes in high school. i haven’t thought of either of them since high school, though i did see one of them on campus earlier today after not seeing him in maybe a year and a half. at the time i thought it was awkward since we didn’t speak at all back then so i din’t want today hi and obviously neither did he. did i imagine his voice because he subconsciously reminds me of the terrible time i had in high school? idk.

SO, this is when it really gets creepy. at this point i guess these guys’ particular voices kind of weirded me out, mostly because at this point i could sort of make out what words they were saying, though i forgot them now, enough to semi wake up, but since i had been lucid dreaming i guess i tried to stay asleep so i was in this weird half sleep state. this is the creepy part. the voices got louder, and louder, until i literally felt as if someone was SCREAMING IN MY EAR. it only lasted for like two seconds but it felt like an eternity. obviously, since i “heard” a super loud noise, it woke me up. and i don’t know if it was my sleeping position (remember, i never lay on my left side) or the fact that my cross necklace wasn’t on (honestly, i’m not a religious person in the sense that i don’t actively practice the religion i grew up with (catholicism) but i do believe in a higher power and try my best to be a good person blah blah blah), but right after that piercing noise, i get FUCKING SLEEP PARALYSIS.

FUCK! so i’m on my side, my heart already beating wildly and now i can’t move. my eyes opened, which is weird since my eyes NEVER open during sleep paralysis, they are always clamped shut and i usually have to calm down and wait until i get enough adrenaline to open my eyes quickly and break the paralysis. so my eyes are open and I SEE SOMEONE WALKING TOWARD ME?? but even in this state, my rational side was like, hey, that’s a fucking desk chair with a towel thrown over it calm down. so i’m trying to calm down but i keep thinking it’s walking toward me and for some reason can’t get myself to calm down enough to fully wake up and get up. i was panicking, and i started feeling warm, and i could feel my fucking heart beating super fast. instead of getting calm and then bursting with adrenaline, i got panicked and somehow broke the sleep paralysis. i immediately focused my eyes and, yes, it was my desk chair i saw, not a shadowy figure..or was it? idk man. i also immediately checked my heart rate. it was..slow? like it was surprisingly not beating as fast as either i thought it was, or maybe i just imagined it beating super fast? my hands were shaking a bit, so i quickly went to the tv stand and found the cross necklace. put it on immediately and then i got my laptop out and started writing. i feel a bit better after writing all the shit i’ve been holding in (though i definitely have made posts about some of the shit that i wrote about, like the awesome lucid dream i had about a year ago that i mentioned, the sleep paralysis my parents freaked out about, i think i wrote about the voice idk) but i’m still really scared. i’m scared to go back to sleep. i’m scared of the loud fucking voices and the creepy shadowy figure. i’m scared it will happen again.

i want to end it here, because i really don’t have much else to say for once, other than this: this isn’t MEANT to be a creepy story. it’s just what happened today and earlier this summer and shit. (i’ve been reading and watching a ton of creepy things though. mostly true crime stories and unsolved mysteries and conspiracy theories, nothing outright scary, just creepy. does this have something to do with this?) i’m just trying to make sense of it all, trying to rationalize some of it and brush off the rest.

i’m also not trying to imply i’m, like schizophrenic or anything. everything i hallucinated tonight and that other time where i heard my brother’s voice and those random times i hear the random unintelligible voices when i’m halfway asleep (again, these ones i only hear on rare nights, and NEVER have these ones ever sounded so horribly loud like they did tonight, though it is concerning that the words were clearer this time) are few and far between. the voices, yes, these have sort of always been there but, like i said, they were rare, and only when i was trying to sleep. the things from today and earlier this summer (my brother’s voice) are pretty much isolated instances, HOPEFULLY. the sleep paralysis is a separate issue, i get it occasionally, my brother gets it, i know a lot of people who do..but it makes you wonder. are the paralysis and voices related? does this happen to other people (the voices when felling asleep, i mean)? AM i schizophrenic, or have some other hallucinating thing? is it all stress or guilt or something else? idk man. i’m gonna try to go to sleep but i really don’t want to.

#ignore me #this didn't post the first time #idk what that means rip me #hallucinations #lucid dreaming #sleep paralysis

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