#dream journal or something

[origamistarsandco]

I tend to have nightmares when I oversleep. Today's episode was WILD and I gotta:

We set our scene at a relatively popular lake (I dunno where. It seemed like a weird mix of urban and rural. Anyway!) And I'm with my younger brother getting the chairs and what-have-you set up for the rest of the fam.

We find a spot and set up. My brother goes into the water (it's pretty shallow on the shore). After a few minutes he--ok I'm now realizing it's actually a bit grotesque to describe but it really wasn't that bad. Anyway, he starts screaming bloody murder. I run over and see a swirl of blood in the water around his calf. Not a LOT of blood, but a noticeable amount. There looks to be a pin-prick-sized hole on his leg.

I go into terrified mode. I start carrying him out of the water. To be clear, my brother is substantially larger than me. He's broad and 6'4". Like I can't take this dude in a fight. (That doesn't mean I don't try but you know how it goes).

Somehow I carry him into this urban area and start asking where the nearest urgent care or emergency room is. I cross paths with my older brother who is heading toward the lake with his wife and son. He points me to the nearest clinic.

I'm freaking out, so I don't care what kind of place I find as long as I find a place that will treat my brother. I've been carrying him for a minute and it suddenly occurs to me that I really shouldn't be able to carry my brother like this but, as happens in dreams, he's now smaller. He's about the size he was when he was 9 or so.

This part to me is really what stuck out because I didn't realize I remembered how small my brother was at 9. I was holding onto him for dear life because he was trembling and in pain and that's my baby brother and he would actually disown me if he heard me talking about him like that.

Anyway. We get to the clinic and here's the wild part.

The clinic has a sign that says "Monster Clinic" with a little subtitle that was something like "for all your monstrous maladies". And I'm here thinking: oh my gosh my brother's not a monster what if they refuse to treat him? I look around the office waiting area and sure enough, the two people on the waiting room are both humanoid monsters. The dream is already fading I wish I could remember what type they were. I wanna say one was kinda like the beast from Disney's beauty and the beast and the other was an aquatic monster like Ursula but more like if Ursula had been played by Wynonna Ryder.

I can see back behind the front counter area there seems to be a space for physical rehab, a space like a cafeteria, and then off to the far right side there are some closed doors that I assume must lead to the clinic proper. I get in line still carrying my brother,

I get to the front and the front desk guy looks exhausted (he and the doctor are both satyrs I remember this one) and seriously side-eyes my brother. I'm freaking out trying to explain what happened and begging him to let us see a doctor. He waves his hand and the doctor comes out, calling us back into the clinic. He sits my brother down and starts running some tests and looks at my brother's wound under a microscope.

It's a pinprick but the doctor uses tweezers to pull a whole human hand out of my brother's leg. I'll tag this as body horror to be safe, but it was just a hand with painted stilleto nails and a few rings. The doctor realizes that's both weird and bad but my brother is finally sagging in relief and so I'm running over to hold him.

He's normal sized now so I'm nearly up on tip-toes to hug him as tightly as I can. My family isn't super affectionate so he lets go of me after a second but I keep hanging on until I feel like I can breathe again. Then I let him go and while the doctor goes and reports this human hand thing to the police, my brother and I get this tour of what is essentially a mix of actual monster Healthcare and fun LARPing events. It was really cool but I was just so relieved that my brother was okay that I really couldn't think about anything until the end there.

[angel-cryptid]

I'm so fucking mad. Why when girls like dark and morally questionable characters people assume they're trying to be edgy and not like the other girls? Stfu and let girls live.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

In Stars and Disco

(Disco side of the swap)

[ganymediocre]

not masculine not feminine but a secret third thing (male character played by afab stage actor)

[sporesgalaxy]

in my dream last night they released a bill cipher themed soda called Decipher and I tried to go get some but insane wacky nonsense kept interrupting me before I could. I mean the nonsense had to do with the plot of the rest of the dream but it just kept showing up at the exact moment that I was about to get my soda. Ive just remembered the plot of the rest of the dream was that all of the straw hat piratds were there at tbis theme park we were in and some other group of pirates were trying to bully nico robin. the other pirate group was goth btw. their captain almost died from getting splashed with acid (by nico robin) (it was justified). But I didnt see that happen bc really I was mostly focused on getting my dumb soda.

[twindeer]

though you are distant now

[in-tua-deep]

new funky dream last night

main character was a ghost who fought in WWI. didn't die in it though - lived and ended up writing a book about the war that was lauded as groundbreaking and intense and somehow achingly sweet (i think he wrote it to immortalize someone he loved who did not make it through). when he was alive everybody hounded him for a sequel or for him to write more books and he just... never did. he wrote the one book he needed to.

his ghost looked pretty young, but he died older than he looked

and he found himself at this apartment complex where he was told to find this girl and have tea with her, and she could help him rest

and here's the thing. she was a perfectly normal looking girl. you had tea with her and she quizzed you up and down your family tree to find someone who was still alive and then she would have tea with that person as well, and somehow that would make you move on

(our main character didn't have any living relatives that he knew of)

but even though she looked normal, it didn't feel normal

I just remember her looking and it didn't feel like it was something human looking at me. it felt like there were suddenly a million eyes on me. that something massive and terrifying and beyond my comprehension was just out of sight behind me, with hungry eyes. the whole goosebumps on your arms and a shiver down your spine experience.

i just remember having tea with her and thinking the whole time that this whole tea thing was 'the gentle way'. and i didn't want to find out what the ungentle way was.

[totally-not-an-awkward-okapi]

Had a weird dream about Free Willy but trying to break an Angel(?) out of a government facility and honestly now I’m attached to this big anxious bird. Learning to fly is hard when you’re a gangly preteen.

[thebookofbill]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HE’S FUCKING BACK

I CALLWD MY BEST FRIEND IMMEDIATELY TO SCREWM AND TELL HIM ABOUT IT. WE YAVE COLLECTIVELT PREORDERED ALL THREE AVAILABLE BERSIONS. I AM SO SOSP SO FUCKIMG EXCITED

[zenasfuxk]

What a mind, twenty-five, you’re going to make a masterpiece of your life. You grew accustomed to be the girl we need. Squeezing your cheeks between our knuckles cause we threw the seeds. How many degrees? Try a PhD. So you write. Oh, you won a prize? You could be bigger if you only knew how to bite. It is very sad to see all of these young voices of progression and change being drowned out by old and regressive frames that collaborate to persist this country’s obsession with shame, which I fear is the only real value we reclaim. The death of the American dream has been making us live in a non-stop state of grief, but you’ve got still sunshine to see. Don’t be lazy, don’t get crazy. It’s easy to get to the top, I’ve been told from a guy on TikTok. You decide, you can’t keep doing unpaid interships all your life. One day you’ll have to leave this house. Beautiful girl, grow some ambition, with that face I can put you on my television. To survive in these frail financial conditions you can always try an open competition. I know to give up on your dreams sends shiver down your spine, but you could give your mama a grandchild, I promise you will feel just fine. But hurry up, you are going to waste your life, grown woman of twenty-five.

[cherryysocks]

weird dream i had last night

[chaosdetector]

Click for good quality

'' Can I have your number? ''

Asher x Baaaabe WIP

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

I had to fight against every fiber in my body to make Asher the goofy-smiley-BEEFCAKE I knew he deserved to be, and I am so glad I did.

And you just KNOW the moment I heard Baabe used to be a stressed mess I HAD to do something abt it!!!

Literally Asher -> ૮꒰ •ˊᗜˋ• ꒱ა

Ugh. I love them.

☆ミ

[minophus]

lust :(

[marsupials-of-mars]

I had a dream that began in a white city, like everything was covered in snow. These people came along with shadows only cast on their left side, and their right side was pure white, blending into the background. The fully visible humans around me were scared, and whispered to me to pass them where the shadows arent.

This developed into a dream where this was simply a fact of the world, and everyone lived in fear. Some people were Lefties. They looked human, but were white or slate-black on their left side. It was uncanny, it looked like a character select screen where locked characters are greyed out, like that side of their body only existed to view and was otherwise nonfunctional.

You had to pass them on their right side. You had to always be on their right side. They could appear anywhere, and if you looked at their faces straight on...you "lost"? Just a vague threat of "you werent supposed to do that".

Children were taught from birth that whenever a new person enters the room, cast your eyes to the floor and slowly raise them until you can see enough skin to tell if they're a Lefty. If they are, keep your eyes down, pass them by on the right side, and they'll disperse. If you slip up, and you pass them on the left, and they see you from their functional eye, its over.

They can speak like normal people, but usually a little flatter and more matter-of-fact, like they've never felt the fear everyone has been forced to live in their entire lives. The emotion in their voices and faces is subtle and uncanny. Listening to them, you are so convinced they're as trustworthy as family, but its that strong compulsion that terrifies you. You can feel your defenses dropping.

[thecheekyblog]

You are not depressed, you just need your hair done

For some reason, i felt super low energy and did not want to do nothing. I wanted to nap, but couldn’t. Wanted to clean, but did not feel like it either.

And then, i looked at my self and i Looked like nada!!

So what i did, i went into the bathroom and spent a good hour and more doing my hair!

And baby, a sleek low bun later, i feel absolutely amazing and full of energy.

Just seeing my self looking pretty gave me the strength to start a huge cleaning of my bathroom!

Sometimes, we just need to do something to have the motivation to do more!

[whisperofthewaves]

what the fuck were those dreams tonight.

did you know, apparently if you wave your train ticket around to check the time and date on it, a train on tracks materialises out of nowhere and takes you and a piece of the room you happen to be in and pulls you with it as one of the wagons.

and then you end up in a town 40mins by car away from your home bc that was the 1st stop the train had on it's route and there's a big local harvest/something festival going on but you just want to find your way back bc you arrived here with not even shoes on your feet bc the train pulled you when you were preparing for a fucking shower.