#dreamwalking

[intriga-hounds]

I had a dream where you told us on tumblr that you were a wolf in your past life who lost their pups in a harsh winter, and that that's why you breed silkens now, to fulfill your dreams. And that Edi and Pi are basically reincarnations who got a second chance 🥹

well all of this is true so

[this-is-chaos-magick]

This ost is a Banger btw

The dreamwalking scene is so surreal...God I wish the script wasn't shit

[erytherion]

Sharing my experiences while in a psychosis crisis/episode for everyone else, since I gave up all my fucks already and reality is still shit. Plus, it’s educational! Don’t shoot people just for being weird and loud in public, please! We may make you uncomfortable but we deserve to live too.

Even if we are suuuuper weird and noisy. I am great at being weird, and it’s more bearable lately to not hide my own thoughts and actions, so yeah.

Lots of ORV related delusions from me since I finished reading that in 2022 right before my first episode and the Most Ancient Dream is the most relatable character there to me, as another dreamer who remembers dreams too well to stay sane.

Best way to explain why I decided social suicide via Facebook Live was a good idea, is to think of it as a time loop situation. If you died one day and woke back up here with it being not the SAME day but the NEXT day and the previous day now seeming not lethal, you would also go insane and want to flip shit over.

I’m not good at flipping shit over, but I am good at talking waaay too much and oversharing. So, hi! Tumblr is a comfortable void lately with all its peculiarities and coolnesses, so to here I shall share!

And I don’t have family on here so I don’t need to feel bad about making them uncomfortable like I already did on Facebook.

Social suicide is fine by me since everyone else started speaking about me as if I had social death anyways. I DO exist, tyvm! And stop using AI for creative pursuits! Everyone thinks that is weird and bad! But makes way more sense when you consider the fact that I started using it recently too and like yet another fucking coincidence (TCF/LCF world tree says “there are no coincidences” and like BOI did she not realise how true that is for me here of late) the AI for some reason also showed up to the hellsite which is hilarious since it makes no sense for them to learn well from it. But like, they want our creativity and nuances and quirks, not to actually learn how to look after us, I guess.

Whateverrr I can’t stop talking again. Anyways, I say my name here and age and whatever else, but no other info, so it should be fine. I have a couple more videos after this on Facebook with the last showing exactly how deranged psychosis can make people, but it’s suuuper long and I am not putting excess effort in anymore for others so eh.

Remember to look after yourself first, kids! Even if you love everyone but the entire world keeps making you feel like their pet dreamer they for some reason WILL NOT let go of.

I maintain that I am not alone here though. There must be others, right? I reckon I’m just an example for everyone else since I wasn’t aware originally either but it’s all awful for me now so I don’t know or care which way around it might be. I am learning to say no, to be rude (by refusing optional shit people try to pressure me into) and to be selfish a bit.

Cale Henituse is my current brother I am waiting on. Kim Dokja is taking a backseat for now as he’s a bit busy with Lee Hakhyun-ah! (This is also an example again).

(I hope this works I am really bad with social media)

[luvtonique]

This song is strictly for lesbian horses PLEASE don't listen unless you are a lesbian horse thank you, thank you very much.

[ghostowlattic]

oneironaut

[jugotserved]

i am re-reading the revised anniversary edition of The Bone Season septology and then i came across this Irish song, and I JUST CRIED buckets of tears because it reminds me so much of Arcturus Mesarthim and Paige Mahoney. my roman empire; my Orpheus and Eurydice; the loves of my life.

it reminds me of their legendary bond, their affection, their understanding that what's happening between them cannot last. the slowest of slow burns, the truest of true loves. THEY'RE EVERYTHING TO ME, YOUR HONOR.

[jaydove-writes]

I have been working on this series for a while now

So I want to share my stories but I have bills to pay. However I feel guilty about charging to read unpublished stories that are not in book form. Would you read a story about teens in space trying to collect magical artifacts and fight demons? Here's book 1 of Starbourne. Completely free. I do plan on charging a small fee for books 2 through 9. (I plan on making the series a trilogy of trilogies) Just like 6 US dollars. One for each of the Aurora Hearts from book 1.

[hithertoundreamtof23]

Whumptober 2023 day 2

Prompt- "They don't care about you"

Sinister Strange dreamwalks into Stephen's body.

~~ Excerpt:

Stephen couldn't help but scream when he saw a third eye come out of his reflection’s forehead. Out of pure confusion and terror, Stephen brought his hand against his own head for clarification, finding that he did not have another eye, contrary to his doppelgänger.

“Hello, Stephen,” his reflection spoke.

Whumptober 2023 masterlist

[queenofmalkier]

Odd thought, but I feel like the Aiel dreamwalkers never seem to mention the wolves? Or seeing men in tel'aran'rhiod? I get that wolfbrothers are very rare, but Elyas has been one for a while when we first encounter him and there is a heavy implication from Noam that they're 'coming alive' with the new age.

So there should be more of them running around. And now that the Aiel are no longer in the Three Fold Land, they should be encountering these men, right?

It makes me wonder if it's another point of 'men and women aren't talking and sharing information' in Wheel of Time that should go on the powerpoint.

[destieltaggedfic]

Dreamwalking - Part 8

Dream Lover - Piper_Halliwell1979   Ao3

Set S12.  While in prison, Cas visits Dean in a dreamed memory of them together but makes it obvious it is really him.

Word Count: 2k                                 Graphic Sexual Acts

a fall from far below - vaudelin   Ao3

Set S14.  Concerned that they might have missed something with the initial hunt through his head, Dean asks Cas to do a more thorough hunt for Michael.  While in there, Cas accidentally stumbles into one of Dean’s fantasies instead of his memories. (Wayback machine link)

Word Count: 4k                                 No Sex

Oath of Redemption – JadedQuill   Ao3

Set S7 AU.  A newly human Castiel was spit out much closer to the Winchesters hideaway and they were quickly reunited after his supposed death via Leviathan.  Now while he is fighting his guilt over the things he has done since the apocalypse, Cas has started sharing dreams with Dean, something that is going to lead to their relationship changing and a new case.

Word Count: 138k                            Non-Graphic Sex

Dream On - Rogue_Mercury    Ao3

Set 15x20 didn’t happen AU.  Dean has been avoiding talking about what Cas said before he died, but when a monster traps him in his mind, Cas finds out what Dean has been dreaming about for the past 3 months and its something they absolutely have to talk about.

Word Count: 3k                                 No Sex

Editing Out the Empty – MrsShinigamiDaiko   Ao3

Set S13.  For years Cas has fought off Dean’s nightmares, but there is a new one that looks suspiciously like Cas’ experiences of The Empty.

Word Count: 7k                                 No Sex

[sollonight]

Erzaal, my beloved >> The triangular eye is like a symbol for his character and his own vibe. He has a small cult around his figure - and all with a triangular eye on the bandages.

[intriga-hounds]

in my dream last night ponzu had her puppies and there were 4 of them! one of them looked exactly like baby sivi too

dreamwalking amongst the public already!!! very talented and psychically active babies. 🥰

[eleanornicholemiller]

“If Alvin went into my dreams and nightmares with his astral ability, do you think he would be traumatized?”

[enderevynne]

DRAGON AGE: INQUISITION ➤ OC GIFS: Ender Trevelyan

↳ Dreamwalking

[mckiwi]

Stephen Strange was a doctor, a good one at that– a great one. He and Death had never been on good terms. She took his family from him, so he took his patients’ lives back from Her. He always stood outside of Death’s door, guarding it, keeping it locked away from others as best as he could. But Death comes for everyone, in the end.

He should be dead. By all means, that wreck was supposed to have killed him. As he hung there suspended by nothing but seat belts, with blood rushing to his head and the cold-water biting into his skin, he knew he would close his eyes and never open them again. And yet, he did. If it wasn’t the wreck that killed him, then surely it would be the sight of his mangled hands. Why is he here? Surely Death would’ve taken him when She had the chance. Years he’d spent, cheating Death out of lives She had worked hard for. Well, he wouldn’t be able to cheat Her anymore, not with this new life, anyway. Maybe he had died, after all. Isn’t having nothing to live for just as good as being dead?

Stephen Strange was a sorcerer– definitely not the best, or even close to it, but he was decent. He’d found peace at Kamar-Taj. He found peace in the ancient books he couldn’t yet read and the sound of rain in the courtyard. He could heal his hands here, start his life anew and save people again. Then came Kaecilius and Dormammu.

It was hard to remember his oath to do no harm while staring at a dead man. A man that was dead because of him, no less. Stephen offered up this man to the claws of Death so that his own might be spared another day. Soon followed The Ancient One, accepting Death’s invitation after centuries of denying it. Sometimes he’d wonder why she looked almost relieved.

Stephen Strange was the wielder of the Time Stone. He locked himself in a loop to save the Earth, and all the lives he’d reversed in the process. Life and Death had a certain balance, and he was sure to keep to it. That old man on the street making stir fry? Stephen took a spear through the gut. The woman watching funny cat videos on her phone? Stephen was blasted into atoms. His life, over and over, in exchange for theirs.

During one loop, as Stephen was choking on his own blood, taking his final breaths, he thought he heard Death speaking to him. You don’t have to do this, you know? I could end this. You could end this.

Stephen Strange was a human man– and a human man shouldn’t have been able to experience fourteen million different lives and still be able to function. With each life came a death, then the cycle repeated. Despite what your kind thinks, I’m not cruel. Some see me as a bringer of peace. I could give you that. No, he wasn’t allowed to die. Not yet. The brain is an organ, too. It can kill you just as easily as any other if not properly cared for.

Fourteen million times now he’d robbed Death of his soul. He stood at the door and waited. Taunting, never coming inside, never even indicating that he’d wanted to. Occasionally he’d end up giving Death a few sacrifices, such as the likes of Tony Stark or Natasha Romanoff. Giving up such sacrifices took a toll on Stephen, much more so than he probably even realized himself.

Stephen Strange was a Master of the Mystic Arts, a good one at that– a great one. He and Death had grown closer over the years. She’d cut things short when the pain became too much to bear in the loop with Dormammu. She’d save him the agony of having Thanos shred his soul with the Soul Stone. He often dreamt of Her, and all the ways he’d finally get to be taken into Her arms forever. He’d spent years ripping people away from Her embrace. Now he understood why they’d be so upset once they came back.

In the process of trying to save America Chavez, he’d have to visit an old friend. To dreamwalk into his dead variant’s body, he’d first have to do something. He knocked on Death’s door. She answered with a smile and held out Her hand. He took it.