#omnious dreams

[ladyswartzrot]

I am not a particularly faithful person but one time I dreamed vividly of breaking a glass while washing it and that day I broke a glass plate while putting it away. Are gods so mischievous to warn you of inevitable danger to watch your crumble of hope form into a river of despair?

[kaiserouo]

umbra daddy

now that's the real question

[dyinggirldied]

There was a time when in high school I dreamed that ao3 had disappeared and I couldn't find any fanfics online. Since then, even if some of my favorite fics are ongoing or on hiatus or whatever, I downloaded it.

[monster-noises]

Also i Gotta tell ya'll about this one dream i had last night...

Or at least a part of it cause like

Disregarding everything else that was already pretty surreal, this was just.. flabbergastingly strange?

Me and the group i was with walked into like.. a fun house type situation, and found ourselves in a short bright yellow hallway with kinda dingey lighting and on the walls were these little glass panels

And behind each panel was a box with its own top-down light

And a little miniature bathtub.

Each bathtub with filled with a different kind of soup. And as you walked past and viewed each window the tub would drain the liquid portion of its contents, leaving behind any solid chunks. The box would then go Completely black, and the tub would be full again when the light came on.

Each little window had a placquard next to it explaining what kind of Soup was in there in the same way a museum has artists statements next to displayed pieces.

They were all also like.. two feet off the ground so you really had to bend down to see 'em.

It was Very bizarro Backrooms vibes

Which is exactly what I said to my companion and then Immediately woke up.

[cannibalisticvoyeurism]

one more dream where my dad kills me and i might just kill myself

[alelathedragon]

US!!! AGAIN

A g a i n YEEHAR HEHSHS

But seriously guys-

LOOK AT HOW HE COOKED

LOOK AT HOW HE FUCKIN C O O K E D

BUGGIE COOKED SOOOOO GOOOOOD YUM YUM! (As usual but i digress)

SKEE HEE

and yall get to see a character i havent introduced yet lol. Dandy the Rat

Back at it again, being autistic about holiday deity au on magma with @alelathedragon.

Blood warning for one of the doodles, but it's uncolored.

[i4oba]

nct dream as… / fanfiction aus 𓈒✳︎🏡

[take the quiz here to see which one you get!]

✰ MARK — childhood friends to lovers!au

ever since you've basically known your name, mark has been the boy next door. there was the cheeky, red letters of "lee" painted on the mailbox, the windows were adorned with the same coloured curtains, and the same doormat has been sitting in front of their door for ages. you have loved mark ever since you two have met. there wasn't a day where you wouldn't think of him, and there hasn't been a day when you haven't loved him. it was like a vicious circle which you couldn't get out of, because those stupid feelings would destroy the oh so precious friendship of yours, and you cannot let that happen, right? i mean, that's what you've thought for far too long, since this friendship meant more to you, than the fragile feeling of love - you didn't want it to get to the point where you would rather spit on each other, than talk it out. maybe that's why you pushed him away from yourself? maybe you just did that because you weren't too sure of your own peace of mind? no matter what, you knew the decision itself was wrong, only to realize it way too late. damaging the friendship and crying yourself to sleep was all your fault, after all, being way too proud and scared, stupid even; when you came back to the town where you two grew up, the least thing you wanted was to meet mark lee, mainly because you wouldn't have been able to look him in the eyes after all these happened. but you had to, so soon you even got a little surprised. it's been a while since the last time you have been home, your bedroom seemed way too unfamiliar at that point, just like the vhs tape placed directly in the middle of your bed. one which you haven't seen yet. it didn't have a title, the white label completely empty as you picked it up. you were a little bit cautious when placing it in the system, waiting for it to play whatever is on it, not having such large imagination to expect anything. it was a home video montage, full of videos of you and mark: playing together, getting ready for the first day of school, going to the movies, the way you two got engaged in middle school as a joke, and the omnious day of prom... you got teary eyed, with one thing on your mind - you have to go and save whatever's left now. maybe you're not too late.

✰ RENJUN — soulmate!au

life had been pretty much grey and dreary until you found The One. the other half everyone had been so obsessed to find. you were never big on all this stuff, because you were convinced you'd be able to live as a single half for you whole life, and don't need anyone else to feel complete. deep inside you knew that all of this is bullshit, truly, and all that was coming out of you was true bitterness and constantly ongoing unsuccessful confessions, making you believe in your delusions. with every passing second, you had to see people find their other half, while you were left to deal with the grey world you were left in, not as a choice but as fate instead. you felt like a loser, a big zero, who doesn't even deserve a soulmate. you thought you were destined to die alone, maybe compensate with something of brilliance: be a composer or a singer, write or paint something extraordinary, lord knows what, just something of importance! you were looking for yourself in every corner of the world, not for a lover or a fling, not for an other half, fully ignoring the law of attraction. it might have been some reverse psychological trick, effecting it all. and this may have been the reason behind why you had to leave that horribly boring theatre play, sneaking out and bumping into The One, who handed back your accidentally dropped bag, slowly looking into your eyes. he might have worked at the theater as he was wearing a name tag on his elegant shirt - huang renjun, it said. but it doesn't even matter, because his eyes were brown! brown! not grey, brown! everything cleared up. you did find the half - with brown eyes and a smile so bright.

✰ JENO — coffee shop!au

it was pretty much bittersweet to step foot in your favourite café: it was getting dark out there, and although the rain has stopped pouring, you got absolutley soaked to the core along the way there, rain replacing the tears on your face by then. your hair was sticking to your forehead uncomfortably, your body trembling without stopping, as you entered. the bell placed above the entrance was ringing lightly, gathering everyone's attention to you, although there wasn't too much people there except for the baristas, maybe two wandering souls, working on their laptops or reading in a cozy corner. well, maybe if it wasn't for getting dumped literal minutes ago, you wouldn't be here either, but it was still the most reasonable choice compared to going to a club or a ruin bar, gettig incredibly drunk, Plus! a good espresso might be able to clear the fog in your head, which you were in need of during this stupidly stressing period of life. you expected hyuck to greet you by the coffee machine, grinning ear to ear, as he always does when you visit between two lectures, but there was a completely new face behind the counter. it's been a long time since you've last seen a new employee here. his smile was sweet and rather warm, eyes conveying a sense of concern as you took one step closer, rubbing your eyes while getting your purse out of your pocket - you discreetly looked at his name tag, right on his black apron: lee jeno. whatta name... by then, you were way to hopeless to try and guess how the day would go, but life had to surprise you, fate deciding funnily against all odds: next to your cup of coffee, there was a napkin, hiding a telephone number on it, messily written down with a short message as well: "would you go out on a date with me, darling? :)"

✰ HAECHAN — rivals to lovers!au

lee donghyuck's name rushed through the hallways of your music academy just as quietly as a whisper, and you never knew why was it all like that ever since you've stepped foot into the school. you couldn't even hide the way too obvious rolls of your eyes every time you heard it. lee donghyuck was one of the biggest prodigies at the academy, no one could even be considered as a rival for him, this is mainly why he was such a big living legend amongst the students - you couldn't even hide how annoyed this made you, especially because he made sure you knew this ever since you two were little. music played a huge part in both of your lives, and somehow, you two always seemed to be at each other's throat, the first place at being the best always changing between the two of you. you could never get rid of each other either; your dad, always being so positive, once said, on your way to the academy sometime between sophomore and junior year, that the only reason behind this is that you two are equally good at what you're doing. you were pretty much skeptic for the longest of time, and felt as if you were destined to be the forever second next to him. you've had enough of always bumping into walls, since hyuck was the one who could stand at the first place ever so proudly. in kindergarten, in middle school, and even in high school, every. god damn. time. and that infuriating smile was plastered all upon his face even when you two were asked to not perform alone on the annual charity gala of your academy - you two had to perform something phenomenal, putting the childish jarring aside, growing out of the silly phase of hating each other, which was all made up by you, and you only, pushing the poor boy away from you. the boy who had always been so obsessed with you, utterly and completely. he won this time again, isn't it right?

✰ JAEMIN — photographer!au

when jaemin brought up the idea of making the last parts of his portfolio with you (which basically means about you), you were a little bit skeptic at first. you loved jaemin dearly, since he was a really understanding friend, but... you were simply terrified of cameras. you didn't really like the idea of being captured at all, you hated looking back at yourself on pictures taken of you, and you couldn't even think about how high quality his pictures would be with that hyper super machine, focused on all the little flawed details of your face that you absolutely despised. no, you couldn't even bear the idea of this whole project, and you stood by this decision of yours, jaemin waiting patiently the whole time, not pushing it too hard. since he wanted to work with you no matter what, giving up on his plan wouldn't be too typical of him - the fight didn't last long but it was pretty heated, him highlighting so many known things that needed to be said finally: it's childish how you reflect on yourself, and your delusions stop you from way too many things. the way he said straight into your face how beautiful he thinks you are, inside and outside, and that he wants the whole world to know how ethereal you are, made you tear up a little - especially when he said his heart breaks every time you speak so lowly of yourself. he truly thinks you're the modern manifestation of aphrodite, that you are his own venus, the muse of him, someone he can adore... that he's way too in love with you to let go of this, and-; the kiss you gave him was short, yet gave him exact answers. answers to hundreds and thousand of unsaid questions he kept hidden in himself for years and years on end.

✰ CHENLE — blind date!au

you clearly didn’t brace yourself for this whole fiasco proposed by donghyuck himself, foolishly believing his reasonings behind how perfect of a matchmaker he is. of course you knew that what he way saying was partly stupid, plus you were like a seventy percent sure he wasn't even sober when he set up a blind date during that omnious frat party he wasn't invited to. you didn't have to worry or anything, that's just how you were - overly anxious of such things, even if you weren't meeting a psychopath. you were only a bit vary of the awkwardness this whole new experience would bring, both of you rushing home way too soon from the date, trying to forget about it as soon as possible. these misconceptions about how the night would go stayed straight until you stopped in front of the restaurant to wait for your - then late already - date. you were a little nervous he stood you up, and you got yourself into the most beautiful piece of clothing from you wardrobe for nothing, but it was worth it, looking back at it, as zhong chenle arrived and you two simply just... clicked? automatically? not to mention you two decided to leave the place after the hors d'oeuvre, since you both found the place a little too fancy at that moment, going to a simple ice cream parlor instead, taking a walk in the park after, talking about anything and everything that came to mind: family, politics, movies and the most embarrassing memories from your childhood came up too, as you couldn't help but laugh at how chenle dropped his ice cream cone on the ground, while he simultaneously promised you that he wouldn't drop the cone on the next date - and you smiled, so happily.

✰ JISUNG — secret admirer!au

you were head over heels for jisung and his undying love for dancing. but, thinking a bit deeper about it, while writing that foolish, teenager like love letter for him, forced into the role of his secret admirer, there were much more of those things that made you feel head over heels for the boy: he showed you what persistence was, he spent the whole of his youth with you, and he wasn't afraid to spend the rest of his life with you, helping you out anytime you're in need of it, since he couldn't not do that as you "best friend". he couldn't be evil with you, he was never able to leave you and he couldn't even envision a future in which you weren't by his side. but the border he made up between the two of you, was never crossed - you two were friends, not more, not less. you were so torn deep inside, as you were helpless, being in the never ending limbo you would rather push forward, but he kept on tugging it backwards; the idea of writing letters was originally from your mother, who had enough of your obvious agony. she was positive you would write every feeling of yours out, making it easier as time goes by. their number kept growing, however, one letter becoming a dozen soon enough, maybe even more in the meantime, while not writing a name on any of them, referring to yourself only as a mere secret admirer. they suddenly disappeared from the bottom of your drawer one day, though, realizing way too late that the ringing phone in your pocket was in fact park jisung, the picture of him taking up the screen of your mobile - did he know?

[gingermintpepper]

For the longest time, the quintessential song describing Apollo's wrath and consequent murder of Coronis for me was Marah in the Mainsail's 'Your Work isn't Done'.

It's dark. It's seething. Its image of Fate pushing the scorned speaker to complete his foul, terrible work of killing the man who stole his lover away from him is particularly powerful and it's always evoked this gruesomely tragic evolution of a glassy eyed Apollo stumbling through the streets, weak-legged and trembling from the betrayal growning more and more wrathful 'til he can think of no other course than to aim his bow and shoot. The price of betraying his trust is death and Coronis betrayed so much more than just his trust by taking Ischys as her lover.

The song itself captures that sensation of building wrath so well too. From the lonely guitar and vocals at the beginning which evoke this lonely, stripped back but distant grief to the way the singer is practically screaming his refrain of "Your work here isn't done" by the end, accompanied by the full blasting of instruments and an omnious chorus at his side, everything about this song is centered around building stakes, building realisations, building tensions and it creates this feeling of the speaker growing closer and closer with each new verse and chorus that adds to his anger.

There's also the absolute treasure trove of lyrics that work so well for specifically this tale. A brief overview of some of my favourites include;

- There's a crow overhead singing "Oh, Death is my friend."

- And though you think your time has come, the wheels of Fate have spun. Death has declared your work here isn't done.

- There's a girl on my heart safe ashore in her lover's arms

There's just such a vivid image to be drawn here - of Apollo's emotions being swallowed by his rage, of his resolve to end everything the more he bears witness to Coronis' brazen affair. There's even a strong female voice in the first two verses which seem to egg the speaker on in his spiral - a perfect opening to include Artemis who wishes for her brother to hunt that which brought him such pain alongside her. An Artemis who reinforces just what Coronis has done, an Artemis who does not want her brother to repress his anger after such grave an insult just because love was once there.

To me, it was perfect. Apollo's killing of Coronis was a crime of passion, an execution he sometimes cannot even bring himself to commit according to who is telling the tale. It's a wretched situation, harrowing, suffocating and cruel but if not by Apollo's hands, Coronis would simply die by another's. She cannot live after what she has done. The gods simply would not allow it.

AND THEN MY BIAS WAS COMPLETELY WRECKED BY LORD HURON.

Now, let it be known, I am a huge Lord Huron fan. Strange Trails is perhaps the most Apollo-coded album I've ever heard and songs like Yawning Grave and The Balancer's Eye capture such a visceral, gorgeous portrait of cosmic grief and anger that they haven't really left my brain since I first listened to them. Still, 'Setting Sun' from their Lonesome Dream album completely flew under my radar. Maybe it's because the commercial version is so much snappier than the Alive from Whispering Pines recording, maybe it's because I just hadn't listened to Lord Huron's discography in a while but my god. My god.

This song has it all; a quiet menace in its music, a strong male singer who sounds only barely restrained, an absolute HOST of lyrics that are so wonderfully perfect for the scenario -- after getting over how wonderful the song itself is, I immediately dethroned Your Work isn't Done because ultimately, 'Setting Sun' has something in abundance that 'Your Work isn't Done' minimised in order to focus on the wrath driving the song forward.

And that's love.

Setting Sun is so powerful because it's not just a revenge ballad - it's a dirge, a breakup song, a lament, a regret manifesto. So many times during the song, the speaker wonders when his lover stopped loving him. He recounts intimate moments and wonders if his lover was thinking of the other man when she was enjoying herself, wonders if anything she'd said was even real. And I love that so, so much.

Ultimately, Apollo adored Coronis. As inevitable as her death was, he regretted every second of it. No matter how angry, no matter how betrayed, no matter how intensely he was shamed, he still loved her. He weeps for her when she dies, he screams and grieves and cries when he's faced with her corpse. In some tales, no matter the cocktail of emotion driving him, he simply cannot bring himself to kill her. He'd rather cry in Artemis' arms and take his anger out on his own servant than hurt her. His own father has to dispatch Ischys since Apollo can't even bring himself to hurt that which Coronis once loved. Of course, in this case, Apollo's going to kill someone but the point is, it's not a decision of pure anger so much as its this complicated, horrible mix of resolve and lost love.

And my god does Setting Sun capture this conflict, passion, grief and love so well. UGH, I'm vibrating just thinking about it -- there are so many points where I hear its lyrics and can vividly picture Apollo, jaw clenched looking Coronis in her eyes and quietly confronting her.

Coronis, returning home at twilight after spending the day with Ischys to Apollo stringing his bow, "Oh? Is he ready to die for you baby? No, but you know I would."

Coronis lying to him about who she's spent her time with and Apollo's soft, near pained, "Does it hurt when you lie to me? If you asked, I would set you free."

I even really love the image of a Coronis who runs away from Apollo upon realising what will soon happen, not to escape his arrows but to warn Ischys who does not know what will happen. Of Apollo getting into his stance, taking aim at them and gathering his strength as the final refrains rings out "I know I'll never reclaim your love and that's as hard as it gets, so I'll be taking a life when the sun sets."

Other favourite lines of mine include;

- Oh, is he ready to die for you baby, now that the deed is done?

- Tell me when did I lose your love? Was it him you were thinking of?

- And I could never betray your love, you had me heart and soul. You might never have known it girl, but I was all yours.

And ultimately, I just like this conflicted portrait of premeditated murder much more than the crime of passion 'Your Work isn't Done' paints. Crimes of passion - especially when Apollo is concerned - are tragic in their own right, but in Coronis' case, I think I prefer it so much more when there's no way for Apollo's action to be misconstrued for anything other than what it is, especially since he goes on to cut Asclepius from his mother's corpse then carry on with building her funeral pyre. I think there's something so much more impacting about Apollo being unable to hide away from Coronis' blood on his hands and him having to raise Asclepius with those selfsame hands.

Love of the mortal does not supercede the responsibility of the divine. If Coronis' sentence no matter what is death, who better to lead her gently to the knife than he who still loves her?

[flowerscentedartist]

Dream: You're never alone as long as there are trees

Ink: I'm not sure if that is supposed to be an encouragement or an omnious warning

Dream: That's entirely up to the trees

[daemon-in-my-head]

I think the biggest issue about the durge storyline is the surface approach to horror the game has chosen. Instead of an emotional connection, a human element or exploiting empathy to drive home how horrible it is what happens and make the person playing feel awful for what is happening, they mainly went for shock value and scratched all else.

And because this was the thought jumping around the vacant halls of my brain as i was trying to fall asleep yday, here's an idea on how you could change that as well as improve the tutorial <3

Start right at the beginning. Don't let the PC wake up all on their own in their pod, have them immediately ambushed by a frantic wizard as they leave their pod.

The wizards name's Lenore. After a very brief, very brutish surface inspection she deems you human enough to help her out. She introduces herself as a member of the society of brilliance and explains what's going on very roughly, ur on board a minflayer ship, in the hells as it seems, but she knows someone perhaps it's not to late for y'all yet. Hands ya a makeshift club or smth and tells u to follow her.

Story continues as per usual, you meet us, Lenore immediately wants to study them after this is all over, you meet Lae'zel, Lenore stops herself from asking her all sorts of astral mushroom questions, you meet Shart, she and Lae'zel still hate each other, she places some hope on lenore getting y'all out of here. You see the very well made transformation of thrall no.38 and everyone's disturbed, but alas nobody has time so y'all head to the helm

The same dialogue happens right before you enter the helm, Lae'zel and Shart bicker but Lenore shuts them both down saying how they have no time to lose but if you make it to her acquaintance in time you won't be tentaclefied and she'd rly rather not as she has someone dear waiting for her at home, dialogue concludes and y'all head inside.

Now everything happens as per usual. Helm shenanigans, y'all crash land, yada yada yada. Except now you'll also find a lenore around the entrance of the crashed ship and you'll also find a half dead mind flayer amongst the 2 intellectual devourers that cut you off from the rest of the map. Once you defeat those two and make your way into any direction, a dialogue is triggered, more on that later.

Approaching her triggers a dialogue, she asks to team up and visit her buddy, if you agree she joins you immediately, if you refuse her she laments your sorry fate and leaves to find her acquaintance. In that case you'll just never meet her again cuz creativity ran out for that route, apologies.

Assuming she joins you; the mindflayer scene triggers. She offers to deal with it, you get 2 options; either allow her the honors or reject her and deal with it yourself. If you allow her, my sadism will shine through and she'll fail the checks (guaranteed), aka turn on the party. Combat initiates and you gotta take her out after she displays the horrors of having ur personhood stripped away and becoming a geniune mindless thrall in service of mindflayers (we're just gonna go with multiple dead brains r still better than one living one mindflayer logic here). Now should you reject her; the same thing will happen. She will reply as though you agreed and go ahead. Perhaps she just ignored you?

Now after lenore is out of the picture and we have a brilliant showcase of what thralldom entails, the game continues on as per usual. You do whatever you gotta do until the a long rest scene triggers where everyone feels miserable. Not the first dream guardian one but a new one. Its just guys complaining they feel shit, narrator explaining you do too, but nothing besides the omnious knowledge that smth is happening comes of it.

Right after that wonderful experience the Alfira Incident will trigger upon next long rest. That one will happen as per usual as well, however unlike the usual Incident aftermath, this time, no matter what dialogue option you chose the game and narrator will treat it as though you tried to blame the tadpole. The companions too actively gaslighting you into believing it was the tadpole. After all, you just had a really, really shit night only one day prior so it's gotta be the tadpole snacking on ur brain. It just has to. Thats also why your answer was just ignored. Perhaps the part in charge of impulse control is being eaten rn. Eitherway "keep it down until we found that halsin guy" is the only consequence.

Now usually upon the next long rest after Alfiras unfortunate demise Scel would show up. However this time he doesn't. Instead you'll just get a notification that you recieved a new item (murder mantel) and a note. The note reads good job, ily, prommy I'll stay longer next time, signed ur dearest stalker. Yk the usual Scel stuff.

Game continues on as per usual until you either defend or raid the Grove. If you defend the grove; in the groves makeshift prison is a group of goblins. You're asked to deal with them as you see fit. You get 3 options: show mercy and let them go, threaten them and let them go, dispose of them. The narrator will say how you go about each option a la "you approach them and open the door" however what is shown, regardless of option, is how your character slaughters them gleefully. Right thereafter whatever companions are with you will comment on it, Karlach/Wyll think you overdid it, Shadowheart/Lae'zel question if this was necessary and Astarion/Gale are concerned (more for themselves but alas), you once again get dialogue options that would allow you to express how you didn't want this to happen specifically, however it doesn't matter what you pick, your character will always sigh dreamily express pride in having their deranged nonsense being witnessed. If you chose to raid the Grove the same group of goblins will be waiting for u around Waukeens Rest and express the desire to join you, however it'll end the same way.

Next longrest Scel will finally show up and compliment you on what you've achieved so far, your character will question if he has anything to do with the tadpoles, to which he'll just reply that the guardian told you they fend them off, don't they? If PC expresses they never wanted any of this but couldn't help it Scel will just sigh and lament that *that* old habit seems to be back and follows up by reassuring that "don't worry, it'll all go back to how it should be in due time".

After that game continues as per usual.

And just like that you've enhanced the tragedy of Lenore and made her Tower even more haunting, cuz now you know her and you know what she meant when she said she had to return.

But most importantly you've displayed the horror of durge in a way the player can relate to, because you've proven how much illusion their choices really are. You make the player feel empathy for Durge because now they know how much it must suck to have their autonomy stripped from them in this particular, almost doll like fashion, seeing how they very much just experienced that a few times. You've also etablished whatever is going on with them is much more sinister than the tadpoles, and you've already seen how bad that is thx to Lenore. And Scel is even more menacing cuz how the fuck does he know shit he shouldn't be able to know cuz it happened in your dreams? Who is he? What's going on? Who is Durge? Who else is up there in that tadpole scrambled mass of flesh you call a brain?

And all of that was achieved by keeping the original shock and gore in place but adding onto it with a bit more context and emotional connection. Cuz you can't force your customizable character to feel something, wouldn't work for them, but you can etablish how much it doesn't matter when you're a handcrafted doll remote controlled by a murder god.

Anyway thanks for coming to my tedtalk and the cutesy little post about rip good horror that escalated into a quick rewrite of act 1. Knowing me smth like this will happen again <3

[thestalkerbunny]

Lovecraft isekai.

I don't know if this is getting isekai'd into a Lovecraftian setting which most dangerous plot points is just avoiding suspicious old men, the ocean and ignoring omnious dreams.

Or This is H. P. Lovecraft himself getting sent to anime magical world where he has a perpetual heart attack.

[miifu666]

CONGRATULATIONS ON 100 FOLLOWERS!!💗🎉🥳

Ok may I asked what inspired suklha design ? If not please , PLEASE ! Tell us more about them XD seriously I’m a big fan of your oc 💗

(Do you think suklha in black myth wukong would act Similar to lmk suklha or act completely different?)

HEYY ♡♡♡♡

UWAAA THANK YOU SMM 🥺🥺🥺🫶🫶🫶 also big fan??? Thats. THATS A DREAM COME TRUE!!😫😫

To be honest, besides just a few songs and my own usual ideas when i simp— there are a few characters that inspired them a lot!

Left ⟶Right

Catwoman, Tanya Degurechaff, Captain Amelia Smollet, Qu, Princess bubblegum, La muerte, Athena, Wudan in peking opera

Honorable mentions are Nyarlathotep and Mei Mei from jjk! They mostly helped with Suklha's plot and voice headcanon.

While the ones i put around Suklha, inspires them the most. From personality, ability, to design!

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Black Myth! Suklha

Ooooo black myth Suklha would be more chaotic since its their prime age. She would be more enthusiastic when it comes to tricking the yaoguai's and striking deals with the dragons or mortals, especially Nezha— she sees him as a little kid 😭😭

This version of Suklha would be more wise and tactical with her approach, considering her death was because wukong refused to listen to her, i imagine her being the brain of the couple. Cautious in every tricks, deals and loopholes that she has. The only thing that she needs to work on is her stubborness to do things out of spite and inability to treasure her own life, a deadpool you would compare her to.

Black myth! Suklha is secretive. She talks in a way that is sophisticated, intelligent yet fast. Time is of the essence, she believes. The things she does in black myth would have a greater impact on helping Destined One, she does things in a way where one might see as crazy, omnious, unintelligible yet once you do it yourself you'll understand what its for.

Also small fact- im in it for The fourth sister being in love with wukong and planned to ask his hand in marriage. So i made Suklha post poned Wukong's proposal because she sees the spiders family like her own little sisters 🙏 She cares about them too much to try and ruin their dreams.

Replica! Suklha is different- shes a new consciousness created by buddha so yeah def different. She might have the task to find her "home" yet throughout her journey she "accidentally" gather the 7 relics that the heavenly sealed Original! Suklha's residue powers in. One of them being the gauntlet that she has.

LMK! Suklha

LMK has some stuff thats different from JTTW, which is okay. Might take advantage of that though. Soo LMK! Suklha is just an overworked Lawyer 😭 seriously. She blew the internet wild because a deity??? Becoming an active resident in the mortal realm?? Especially one known to push the rules of equivalent exchange throughout history?? Becoming a lawyer??? Everyone goes wild with that, CELEBRITIES payed a lot of money to use her softskill in debate to bail them out of jail fr fr.

She barely plays an active role in the adventures of Monkie kid, choosing to prioritize her achivements and work than dilly dallying. A workaholic independent woman, who holds the largest library in the world. Rumored to have EVERYTHING you ever need for inside. Lmk would totally make her past self as a nerd ngl, nerd who glows up plot.

Considering she's a puppet of a primordial god thats tapping in Wukong's world, she might be the one who suggest MK a lot of "timeline jumping" but she's ready with a set of rules for MK to follow, she's still motherly just more strict and watching from afar ish.

Heres where the humorous side comes, she's actively in an old married banter with Wukong. Suklha who always reprimand how "careless, imbecilic and neglectful monkey!" Wukong is while Wukong tries to warn everyone he knows that "shes a devil in disguise!" "A deal with the devil!" Should you choose to work with her. Like she isnt his lawyer.

i like to imagine MK doesn't even know she's already Wukong's wife and is currently chasing him to sign the divorce paper. (A centipede needs to have their husband attention at all time ok, jk he hasnt replied to her 43 messages)

"its YOUR successor, not mine. Though i might save him once in a while"

she'll snarked, throwing the staff carelessly at monkie kid. "It'll be limited. Unless you have a price to offer" "No! No way! Dont listen to her, bud. She's a little cuckoo in the head" Wukong steps in, creating space between Suklha and a bruised MK. "takes one to MARRY one" "WHAAATTT" The two kept glaring at eachother despite MK's intervene. "YOU'RE MARRIED TO SUKLHA?? THE FULL TIME BEST OF THE BEST LAWYER BECOMING JUDGE??" Wukong's face faltered a bit, noticing MK pointing and poking his face. "Listen Kid-" "soon-to-be DIVORCEE" "what?" "Huh??"

LMK! Wukong and Suklha fr fr

Also im currently stuck at LMK season 4... college is draining me and ive been watching caseoh more than LMK 😭 forgive me if some things are out of plotline.

[thoughtfulchaos773]

What's my favorite puzzle? Well, I'm really curious if there's some kind of destiny involved with Sydney and Carmy. They haven't met each other's parents yet (this is a show about family! Why are we avoiding the parents??) so I wonder if the catering company Sheridan Road has something to do with it. Or maybe it's just a fun way to include different neighborhoods in the show and give a shout-out to Chicago and its surrounding suburbs?

I'm sure that's it- but the North shore is mentioned a few times in the script. Affluent neighborhoods like Winnetka and Wilmette (twice). All along Sheridan Road.

Sugar and Donna/The Berzatto Family home was filmed in Evanston and Wilmette. But Evanston isn't mentioned in the show (yet). just the original pilot script.

Another thing I'm throwing out there. Jimmy tells Carmy about his dream "we were up in..like lake geneva...or someplace"

What if the dream was near a lake but because Jimmy can't recall it could have been Kenosha which is where Sheridan road crosses statelines to Wiscousin, so maybe it was Lake Michigan andJimmy was mistaken (another thing this dream Jimmy mentions is the same episode where we find out Jimmy lives in wilmette then the next episode is Sheridan!)

The dream sounded so omnious. Was the little boy Carmy? Is it a foreshadow?

This theory is all over the place.

[dyinggirldied]

I have this dream that there is a based-on-fanfic book that is about Dead on Main that dream-me is crazy about.

I was in a bookstore and found it. The cover is super pretty too, blue and green flame with two shadow (jason and danny?) in the far distance, purple background.

By the time I'm typing this I have forgotten most of the book details but it is something like thriller/supernatural genre with jason is still the poverty kid adopted by billionaire bruce wayne and danny still the son of maniac ghost hunters.

Jason was kidnapped and killed by a serial killer known as Joker and danny was killed in a prank gone wrong.

Both boys met in a mysterious and omnious forest (afterlife?) after waking up there. At first, both were a bit distrust of the other but they eventually became friends. There is a part that I squealed was when jason, who found a small, glowing blue stone, giftwd it to danny and said something along the line of "for you, as pretty as your baby blue."

They were soon separated by the sudden white light, and i cry, legit cry and there were tear tracks on my cheeks when danny ran around calling for jason. Also, for the whole point he calls him jay, not jason, to tease him but the moment he lost his friend he calls jason and only hearing echoes.

Then, danny wakes up in the hospital. He asks why is there a kid in the room but there was none. He realizes, to his horror, that he had died for ten minutes (ten days in afterlife?) and he can see ghosts now.

He also feels like there is something he is holding in his hand and opens it to reveal the stone jason had given him.

Part 1 ends.

Part 2 takes place 13 years later, with danny now juggling 3 jobs (engineer because jobs were plenty, artist to deal with undead horrors and extra cash, paranormal detective because personal reason)

He doesn't remember jason but he is aware someone has helped him. But without recollection of face or name, he cannot find the guy. He still keeps the stone but rarely shows it to anyone.

One day, a handsome, obviously rich man comes in asking for detective fenton.

It's jason. Who also wakes up from death. Who also doesn't remember.

And it's a journey of strangers to reluctant allies to friends to lovers and to *gasp* you are the one i have been looking for all this time!

All the while, joker is still alive and murders are going strong in the city

[lostsoulau-ask]

The Dark "Hero", Mafodeus

Thanks to @heiressofdoodles that helped me find a name for this douchebag :D

(Description undercut)

Mafodeus, or more comonly known now as the Dark Hero of Yore, was born and raised into a wealthy Halcandrian family. As he grew, no one could say "no" to him nor his family, by fear of having their life completly destroyed.

Once he almost became an adult, he heard of this "Hero of Yore"/aliance with different clans from across the universe. Using his parents wealth and power, he easely became a hero without doing anything remotly heroic-

He already despised the mere thought of those "savages" staining the pristine grounds of his place, but he knew that even dirt had some uses.

After some time of "knowing" the others, mostly waving off the Dream and Heart Heroes thoughts at best, knowing that they are only the best of a primitive specie that only used childish illusions and sticks as swords. However, he took a liking to the Soul Hero and both decided to divide a plan to, at least put those "Dream Matters" to use.

Thus the NOVA project was created.

[omnious time skip]

The Galacta Knight was sealed, the Nightmare Slayer dead (temporarely) and throught propagandas and manipulations behind the curtains, painted both the Elder and the Knight as a manipulative traitor alongside a genocidal and canibalistic maniac.

However, the Soul Hero seemed to have found out what he had done away from prying eyes.

Another civil was was raging, and as the Soul heroine fought viciously died, turning into the first Soul Beast recorded. The Dark Hero was bukling under the horrors, using his Dark Powers... Until... Not much is said on this, maybe a spell back fired or too much uses of Dark Magic.

But his intence overarking fear, turned him into a being of only Darkness.

A Fear Bound Dark Matter.

[darkelfharlot]

I've been having a lot of morrowind related dreams lately but they're always the most omnious shit ever and I don't like it. It's like the dagoth ur dreams from the game but instead of dagoth it's vivec sending them

Last night I was walking around in vivec but it was mostly submerged in water. The palace of vivec was just about the only thing that was fully above the surface. The rest of the game map was straight up gone it was the city and then in the distance I could see some giant structures that were shifting around almost as if they were alive.