dreamofastory
dreamofastory
Current fixation: Kpop demon hunters, with side quest thoughts
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dreamofastory · 18 days ago
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People, especially games, get eldritch madness wrong a lot and it’s really such a shame.
An ant doesn’t start babbling when they see a circuit board. They find it strange, to them it is a landscape of strange angles and humming monoliths. They may be scared, but that is not madness.
Madness comes when the ant, for a moment, can see as a human does.
It understands those markings are words, symbols with meaning, like a pheromone but infinitely more complex. It can travel unimaginable distances, to lands unlike anything it has seen before. It knows of mirth, embarrassment, love, concepts unimaginable before this moment, and then…
It’s an ant again.
Echoes of things it cannot comprehend swirl around its mind. It cannot make use of this knowledge, but it still remembers. How is it supposed to return to its life? The more the ant saw the harder it is for it to forget. It needs to see it again, understand again. It will do anything to show others, to show itself, nothing else in this tiny world matters.
This is madness.
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dreamofastory · 1 month ago
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There is a species of butterfly that lives in the mountains.
When it hatches as a caterpillar, it lowers itself to the ground on a strand of silk, and then produces a chemical that smells like the larvae of ants. An ant eventually discovers it, lured by the scent, and brings it back to the anthill, where it is cared for by the colony until it pupates. After a few weeks, the adult butterfly crawls back up through the anthill, through the dirt and the winding tunnels, and out into the sunlight before it can finally open its wings.
Some say that the caterpillar “tricks” the ants into doing this. I don’t know if I agree – I think it’s too small a thing to accuse of guile, don’t you?
With this in mind: Once upon a time, there were seven dwarves.
They lived and worked in the mountains, mining for gold and jewels and precious things. And one night, after a long day’s labour, they heard a knocking at the great stone doors of their mountain.
Outside, shivering and small, they found a human child.
I’m sure you can guess most of what she told them. Stepmothers were involved – it’s not important. What’s important was that each of the dwarves felt a dire and pressing need to care for the child, and they took her into their home, fed her, clothed her, and gave her a warm bed to sleep in. And many seasons passed around that mountain, with the dwarves raising the child as one of their own, until one autumn’s day.
The girl laid, slender and still, in a coffin of spun glass. And some weeks later, one of the dwarves had the idea to call for a prince. This was of course the sensible thing to do, and the prince of a nearby kingdom who listened to the story thought an ensorcelled girl would be a grand thing to rescue.
Poor devils. It feels cruel to judge them. But there were so many questions they could’ve asked – what was this stepmother’s name? Was she real? Did she exist? Who had made the glass coffin? Surely one of them must’ve thought of the question. And why did it grow more opaque with every passing day?
Were they wrong to trust?
I guess it doesn’t matter now.
The moment the prince stepped into the subterranean chamber with the glass coffin, it shivered with a twinkling, plinking noise. Threads of glass exploded into glittering, razor-edged confetti.
A claw split the great glass cocoon.
The thing that spilled out of it, hulking and huge, knew in the fog of its mind, in a base animal sense that screamed, that it was in a room too small for it to fit. It wanted up. It wanted out.
In front of it was some twiggy little thing holding a sword.
It took its first breath.
The flames were the colour of cornflowers.
The dwarves fled. The thing followed close behind, up, up, up through the stone and the winding tunnels, not to chase, not to hunt, but to get up, to get out, out, out–
It struck the great stone doors at a run. They crumbled like gingerbread. And then there was sunlight, and the open sky…
And it could finally open its wings.
Convergent evolution is a hell of a thing.
The dragon, of course, lived happily ever after with its loot of gold and jewels from a hastily abandoned dwarf mine. Being much bigger than a caterpillar, we could accuse it of tricking the dwarves who were kind to it, had taken it in, had fed and clothed and warmed it.
It probably wouldn't mind.
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dreamofastory · 1 month ago
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ok but Pinterest is totally the wedding planner right?
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dreamofastory · 2 months ago
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KPDHxDP crossovers?
Can someone please make a kpdh x danny phantom crossover. I've read all the fics of the crossover that are posted on AO3. I am legitimately going feral for this. The lengths I would go to for a mistaken identity fic where they see him fighting ghosts or smth (pre-cannon events? Maybe not) and think he's a demon, then Huntrix has to deal 5with the fact that demons can be good. Rumi and Danny bonding over being half of the beings they r supposed to hate, and the alienation that comes with it. I am legitimately losing my mind over this. Anything would be appreciated. I would write my own but I have been working 14 hour days all summer and haven't had my computer.
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dreamofastory · 2 months ago
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these are my mutuals. they know who they are
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dreamofastory · 2 months ago
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KPOP DEMON HUNTERS (2025) + TUMBLR REACTIONS
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dreamofastory · 2 months ago
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dreamofastory · 2 months ago
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I learned my precious was down due to a friend who hasn't experienced it before. Natural they have been directed here for the only correct coping method.
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dreamofastory · 2 months ago
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dreamofastory · 2 months ago
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so true
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dreamofastory · 2 months ago
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So real
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dreamofastory · 2 months ago
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daily affirmations:
i am kind
i am in control of my emotions
it does not bother me when someone is in the kitchen while i was planning to be in there alone
everyone in the house has the right to be in the kitchen
i am kind and in control of my emotions even when someone is in the kitchen while i was planning to be in there alone
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dreamofastory · 2 months ago
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dreamofastory · 3 months ago
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Where did he get that knife?🔪
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dreamofastory · 4 months ago
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dreamofastory · 4 months ago
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a short Ghost King Danny video I made this week
do not repost
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dreamofastory · 4 months ago
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I have a friend who's seen a few episodes of spn and I'm showing them an episode in season 10 (they don't care much Abt spoilers bc they're not drawn into it properly) they have called Sam 'modern aragorn' and seem to think there is something wrong with Dean, one of the major issues seems to be that he's apparently chewing with his mouth open.
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