#except maybe for daydreaming

[lordendsavior]

do you feel that can be a bit of a dampener on live singing as you are expecting something more but the pitch can't be reached because ots been cleaned up

yeah, i think that's what it is

[shima-draws]

Huh...wonder what he's thinkin about...

[littlebirdygirlywriting]

Y’all have no idea how much I want somebody to pick me up around the waist, sit me on a countertop, and kiss me absolutely senseless. Like—

I was literally daydreaming at work about this.

[shitouttabuck]

also i must know about the mamma mia au pls 🥺🎶🕺

@rewritetheending asked too! i rewatched both mamma mias with my best friend a couple months ago and was like WAIT A MINUTE YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD SLAP lmao anyway this is exactly what i have saved in my drafts from sometime in august.

the very very loosely based mamma mia au:

where chris’s mum has never really been in the picture in his memory and the diaz family never talks about her because she left / they never knew her. so chris doesn’t ask many questions because no one wants to answer them he’s barely a teenager when he finds eddie’s diary from the year before he was born. and there are three women eddie writes about romantically: s, b, and a idk maybe something at school about parents day and he’s thinking about mothers and writes them all letters to the addresses eddie has scrawled in the back of his diary idk to let them know they live in LA and not texas anymore, in case they ever want to meet. but writes as eddie, not chris and he gets a polite letter back from a, saying she’s with someone else but hopes eddie is happy and doesn’t hear back from s and one day when eddie’s at the corner store the doorbell rings and. a large tall man is on the other side. very confused at the sight of christopher. but taking it in his stride. and he doesn’t come in because chris is all of thirteen and alone at home but. eddie catches sight of this ghost as he’s walking home with a bagful of groceries and eddie and chris talk about shannon because eddie knows she died a little after she left, not long after chris was born. and how much he loved her and she loved them both even if she had to leave. it’s not her fault she wasn’t able to come back. it wasn’t because she didn’t love chris. and it’s good, it’s so good to talk to each other about this, about her. but also—this guy, because b is a guy, kind of just? sticks around? he’s going to leave, eyes big and smile tight when he sees chris, but chris makes him leave his number and eddie—eddie texts him and it’s not that there was a gap in chris’s life, a hole needing a parent or something, but. having another person love you this much, this fast, this completely? like a friend and a dad? without ever needing the biological connection chris’d been counting on to make a convincing case for having a relationship? it’s pretty fucking sweet

have not actually thought about the buck and eddie of it much... just buck falling in love with chris instantly

[honeyboyfelix]

reading ppl talk about their fandom ocs made me realize that i like never rlly did that as a kid (with few exceptions) i usually just isekaied my ass into the story setting in my mind

[running-in-the-dark]

I'm so desperately bored rn. can't do anything. because all I want to do is think about Dan or Jenkins. but I don't want to let myself do that because then I'll lie down and fall asleep and the day will be over and it'll feel like I didn't do anything.

can't even watch anything. nothing feels right. I'm. so bored. I tried drawing but. nope. head empty.

[ectoplasmer]

overwhelming urge to just grab his face between my hands to stare at him for a while and trace over his features with my thumbs and kiss him until he’s smiling and laughing and

[skelekins]

Body horror below cut

Get treed Daydream

(replace flowers with roots)

[autistickfigure]

first time they meet. Technically. not really

[dullahandyke]

I need to start having more normal daydreams bcos rn the main one is about finding someone who will agree to consensually stab me 1. Bcos I wanna know what it feels like and 2. I've never had an extended hospital trip before and it would be a Different Problem to have to my current ones and 3. This is a smaller specific facet subset of the daydream of 'qpr with benefits roommate who I marry for tax benefits and have autism with'

[illumwriting]

thinking about how tumblr dot fucking com nuked my original writing blog's url because it read sass as ass

[floral-hex]

okay, so lil steroid shot seemingly hasn’t done much for my breathing, but it did give me a bit of… uh… *squints at side effects* insomnia and sore butt

[fahbee]

So, "reality shifting" is just extreme daydreaming?

[venting-town]

Also, my maladaptive daydreaming is not “ bad “ to me. Others don’t get to decide if I have it or not JUST BECAUSE I actively enjoy laying in bed pretty much all day doing nothing OTHER than daydreaming

I’ll label what I experience how I want. Fuck if others try to invalidate or flat out tell me what I experience isn’t the “ actual thing “.

People can view their experiences/disorders/etc how they want. Oh well if you don’t agree. You don’t have to. And they don’t have to change their views/how they feel just because of you/others

[bonefanatic]

"Careful", you snag the boy's shirt before he can step into the road. The boy's head snaps away from his phone and towards you.

He looks pissed but you watch his face shift into a blank sort of stare.

"Sorry-", you release the grip on his shirt, shifting the carrier on your hip, "you should pay more attention when you're this close to the road."

You offer him a weak smile and he blinks up at you, then turns and scurries across the road, focused back onto his phone. Sighing, you adjust baby carrier and begin walking again.

The walk isn't a horrible one, ten minutes is nothing on the half hour walk it takes you to get to work. It's just a little more difficult with a awkward sized baby carrier.

Typically you'd take the train, but you need to get to the grocery store before it gets dark. The air is already chilly but the forecast calls for snow and the baby doesn't need that.

-

The store is a little warmer when you step inside and you even manage to snag a buggy.

The store is relatively quiet and you find what you need to...except for the box of baby rice towards the back on a shelf you can't reach.

You groan softly, glancing at the snoozing babe. She loves those...

You stand on your very tiptoes, grabbing at air. Then, a hand reaches up and grabs them. You turn, about to ask them for the box, when the man passes the box to you.

"Here, you looked like you needed help." He holds the box out with one hand, running his fingers through his black hair with the other.

You blink curiously at him, then take the box.

"Thank you so much, hon." You grin, placing the item in your cart and hurrying to check out.

-

The walk is still cold, despite the sun barely starting to set. You shiver, somehow managing to carry the groceries and the baby carrier at the same time.

About half a mile from your apartment, you bump into a chest. Dropping a few bags and praying the eggs aren't in them.

"Sorry about that", a masculine voice mumbles above you. You tilt your head up to meet the eyes of a boy a little younger than the one who helped you before. He tilts his head, a tuft of white hair hanging in his eyes.

"Would you like some help?" He starts grabbing the dropped bags before you can answer. He makes a gesture for you to lead the way.

"I'm Jason, by the way. We live in the same complex."

You swear you've never seen him before, but maybe that's just you.

-

That night, groceries put away and a baby snuggled happily against your chest, you lay in bed.

Oblivious to several pairs of eyes watching you and the bickering from the rooftops above.

"Ummi spoke to me today, with the baby!" Damian speaks.

"Yeah, well I helped ma with her groceries!" Jason gives him a playful shove.

"Well, the baby smiled at me!" Dick jabs a thumb at his chest triumphantly.

"All of you hush!" Tim speaks up, crouched next to Duke, eyes focused on a familiar window.

Bruce looms nearby, caught up his daydream where he's the sweater wrapped so tightly around you. Someday.

Someday sooner than you think.

[sheepie-self-ships]

Rararararara whenever I get a new job (note: I have only had two jobs,,) I just gotta. Romanticize it to get through the day 💀 I said in the notes of another post I got a job as a summer camp counselor and I stg it has been 3 days and it’s felt like two weeks 😭 if I wasn’t thinking abt this like research for a new fic (that I probably won’t write but I wANT TO) idk what id be doing. Like I’m still doing my job ofc, but I’m talking about those moments where we’re on a bus for an hour and I’m not allowed to draw or do anything except watch the children descent into madness would be torture if I wasn’t a daydreamer 😭