#oopoh

[madame-mongoose]

basically i said something relating to mountain dew. that’s the only detail you’ll get from me.anyway do you think that if he built a body, wheatley would figure out a way to swe-

HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT POST ANON WHICH ONE OF YOU FUCKERS SENT THIS

[magical-glimpse]

Hello! I saw that you were talking about dreams earlier and so I’ve been thinking about dreams (I don’t know if this is sheer coincidence or not but) my mom told me that when she was pregnant with me she dreamt that she saw hanumanji (he’s a Hindu god) at the foot of her bed staring down at her and he was glowing and there was a photo of a glowing hanumanji in my grandmother’s room at the time and my mom got really freaked out. Could you please help me understand what this means it’s been on my mind all day. It freaked me out a little too because he’s a very powerful god and one that I hold to very high regard personally. She also dreamt that she saw her late aunt whom she was very close to growing up (again while she was pregnant with me)

Btw I love you readings and you have really good energy I always feel so calm whenever I visit your blog. <3

Oopoh ! Dreams duribg pregnancy are always so interesting ! There is a thing in multiple cultures where when a pregnant person gets a meaningful dream its a sign of the life their child will lead.In this case, i dont know enough about this god to tell you, but they might guide you or have chosen you in this life to pursue a certain path they want you to pursue, they might also be your protector.Your mom late aunt could as well be one of your guides.I suggest you start communicating with your guides in order to understand more of whats going on here.

Thank you!Im glad you feel calm here :)

[banghwa-moved]

2018 ly tear secret photoshoot oopoh the nostalgia

THE WHAT

[imrandomandilikecheese]

Grandma is teaching me how to cook. #Mamamaterial #girlsthatcook #ilovemyGRANDMA #Learningtheways #oopoh #porkadobomeat #tomatoes #Garlic #fishsauce #pepper

[thespianwordnerd]

Kirk and Spock: *saying shit like this right in front of him and looking at each other like there's no one else in the world*

Bones:

Spirk will just drop in these lines like they're not the most casually romantic thing you've ever heard?? I'm going insane

[cepheusgalaxy]

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OOPOH SHIT; reminds me of a channel i watch with an oc who died in a mansion and without a physical body he haunts like. the water and fhe house itself; anyhow its time to go to picrew because i am inspired; and not to mention if /when whumpee is freed. grasping for anything and caretaker for the sake of ensuring they're real and they're out.

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Two-dimensional prisons

- I’ve had the idea of somehow putting a whumpee in a computer for a really long time. confined to a single digital room, only able to interact with a few things, going from human to being bound by programming. The touch starvation that comes with that. Interacting with a cursor is nothing like interacting with another person. basically yeah tamagotchify them.

- Phones with the same concept^

- keeping whumpee trapped in a mirror, only ever able to gaze out at the real world.

- if you’re feeling really mean, make it a compact mirror. There’s hardly even enough space to shift around. A whole world just out of their reach from that claustrophobic little space they’re stuck in. They’re completely portable.

- Doesn’t have to be 2D, but a book or a journal. Being able to script whatever events they want for whumpee. Whether they’re aware of it all or not is also a fun thing to keep in mind.

- A painting overlooking a grand room. They’re allowed to move around in the frame. Being marveled at and spectated, or instructed to stay in a certain pose. That frame can always get smaller if they disobey.

- i know i already said mirrors, but basically any reflective surfaces work well. maybe a jewel or a puddle.

[missingmxstic]

Oopoh i hope it's good tes

Feral time!!

[zinogirl]

CHEETO! ORANGE! IN HOUSE! HOUSE WHOTE CHEETO! OOPOH

YA FIRED

there's a CHEETO on da WHITE HOUSE!!!!

YA FIRED!!!

[netheris]

Thirty-third duck toy🐤

Shower thoughts: water

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Four giggled, and let Ava on the bed, cuddling her and sticking his tongue out at Damien as he continued to block him from lying down on the bed. "Maybe I should get a collar that says 'brat' on it."

"Damien!" Four called, straddling him awake. "Christmas! Presents!" Despite the previous nights activity, he was already full of energy again.

Damien whined loudly, pulling the covers up over his face

“15 more minutes!” He huffed tiredly. The human was more than exhausted from the previous nights events- anyone would be after 3 rounds of kinky sex

[aew-kun-age-regression]

Oopoh I like that idea 💡 I'll have to see what I can do. I will definitely be doing some caregiver!Jo headcannons soon at the very least! <3

Hi hi! Could you do a Dean Winchester agre thing? SFW only please. Whether he regresses or is the cg (gn little please), either is fine! Thank yous!

Hiii!! Thank you for being the first person to request Dean, I've wanted to do something for him but have had no motivation until you requested this! I really hope this is what you were looking for! <3

"Restless Sleep.."

Pairing: Caregiver!Dean Winchester x Little!Reader.

Summary: After you decide to join the boys on a hunt you have troubles sleeping.

Warnings: Mentions of having a concussion, mentions of going on a hunt, talk of having Nightmares, mentions of avoiding regression, Nicknames (Kiddo)

(Gender neutral reader)

‼️THIS IS NOT NSFW‼️

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It had been a difficult hunt and despite the fact that you had been slipping all day you had decided to join the Winchesters and Castiel. Overtime you had bonded with the two boys and the angel. Sam and Dean currently sat in the front of the impala, while you and Cas sat at the back.

Your head was pounding and Sam and Dean's bickering was not helping. Laying your head against the cool window seemed to sooth the dull thumping. You were not okay, you'd hit your head during the hunt and although you thought you wetr doing a good job at hiding it, the boys were smarter than that.

By the time Dean has pulled up to the motel you had slipped. You hadn't mean to but yer pain in your head was overwhelming and you had already been putting off regression for hours.

Everyone got out of the Impala and began walking towards the motel. You turned your back and began walking the other way.

"Um? Where are you going?" Sam called out to you.

"Home" is all you said.

"Don't you live a few hours away? How are you going to head home?"

"Mm don't know. Walk. Bus?" You mumbled.

This time Dean answered. "Absolutely not. Just stay here for the night."

How could you tell your friends that you needed to go so you could play with children toys and watch cartoons.

"No.."

"Then at least let me drive you there. I'm pretty sure you have a concussion a d I don't feel comfortable with you walking or getting the bus this late at night."

"..fine."

Sam and Cas proceeded to the room whilst you and Dean got back into the far, this time Dean telling you to sit in the front with him. You carefully yit in the seat and Dean started driving.

"You look pretty tired. Why don't you get some sleep, I'll check on you in a bit to make sure your okay."

"Mkay" is all you could mumble out ad your head lolled to the side and you gave into sleep.

Dean didn't need to wake you up as soon after falling asleep you awoke with a jump, breathing heavily.

"Woah! What's up?"

You couldn't speak. You tried but all you could get out was a small wimper. Dean was worried now and looked over to the side of the empty road, choosing to pull over and help you.

By the time he pulled over you were crying and your thumb had made its way between your lips. You began to rock back and forth.

Dean knew that out of him and his brother, Sam was the smarter one. However Dean was far from dumb and although Sam normally figured out things first, Dean knew what trauma responses looked like, and by just looking at you he could tell what was happening.

"Hey kiddo.. what's wrong?" Dean asked gently, turning to look at you.

"Scary"

"Scary? Did you have a nightmare?" He, once again asked in a soft voice.

"Mhm.."

"Oh.. its okay kiddo. Come here.."

Dean opened his arms and allowed you to crawl over the middle section of the car, so you were in his arms.

"Nightmares can be pretty scary right?" He said almost in a whisper.

You nodded into his chest.

Dean sighed knowing there wasn't much he could do for you as he had nothing on him.

"Would you like to try to go back to sleep?"

You shook your head fiercely.

"No!"

"Are you tired though?"

"Little bit.." You said whilst yawning.

"What if I let you sleep in my arms that way I can keep you safe?"

"Mmm... okay"

Dean leaned in and kissed your forehead before you rested your head on his chest, closing your eyes.

Withing minutes you were asleep and Dean drove extremely slowly and carefully with you in his arms back to your place so you could get some things.

The two of you would talk about it in the morning but Dean had already decided that if you'd let him, he wanted to take care of you.

[korroding]

OOPOH SHE LOOKS COOL‼️

SHES DONE!!! ADULT SATOMI!!! @anthropologizing​

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