#usually i wouldn't share

[erigold13261]

Dream last night

My dream last night from what I remember started off with me as some alcoholic teenager being harassed by a group of preppy assholes. We all had powers so they thought they were better than me since I never used mine and I was always drinking some alcoholic potion I made to keep me sane during school. Well I did have some kind of power where I could at least make a hoverboard and I used it and was going super fast, fast enough to reliably go on the highway.

Well the asshole kids thought I was cool after seeing my power/hoverboard and tried to befriend me but I just gave them my drinks I made or a real version of my hoverboard (not a temporary one I could make disappear at will) and moved away from them. Like they were legitimately now trying to be friends with me and I could not care less lol. 

Anyway, one day I was leaving the school/training area after the assholes tried to invite me out to hang out. I just gave them my drink and went out doing some cool tricks and being speedy. I got to the highway but I was so out of it that I didn’t even realize the crash scene or the piles of bodies littering the street for a solid minute. It looked like something out of a zombie film. 

Well I ended up getting chased by some police or something because, well I had powers and they were being dicks and wanted to pin the blame on me. I pulled over to a bridge area and got off the highway and just stood by the water while the cops tried to pin the blame on me. Well the asshole kids were following me for some reason and explained I was innocent and was just at our school/training facilities. 

I think I was let go or something, I don’t really remember. What I explained all of this for is because I think it relates to my next dream that happened! It was a combination of like Five Nights at Freddy’s and No Straight Roads. It also mixed in elements of SCP, Sly Cooper, and Legends of Zelda somehow. But I think the whole thing took place in the same initial universe of my dream where some people have powers and some don’t, while those who don’t are awful to powered people.

Anyway, what happened was Gregory (FNAF) and Yinu (NSR) were child soldiers made to work together to find out either just some standard information for a mission, or who caused the highway crash and killed all those people to set my character free.

The two kids were on like a watch tower or something, one that forest patrollers use, though we were right under the actual room. So we (Yinu and Gregory, I switch perspective a lot in my dreams) were just hanging on the beams and trying not to be seen by anyone coming up the stairs. We didn’t want to be on the roof because there was no easy way to get up there without being seen by whoever was in the watchtower.

We had to get to some secret room in another building close by. Gregory, I don’t think he had any real powers, but he did have a lot of tech. Maybe the tech was his powers I don’t know. All I knew was Freddy was our informational person and talked to the two of us as we got in position. Gregory had a cool ass belt that he was able to zipline down to the ground and other equipment that allowed him to go invisible for a bit. The last I knew of him, he was making his way to the special room.

Yinu on the other hand (the perspective I basically took over until I woke up), had a different job. She had to get rid of the people in the watchtower and disable the lights roaming the facilities to make retrieval easier later on. She actually did have powers. She could wrap her arms in plants to use as larger arms to fight or to hold on better to things while climbing. She was honestly super sneaky but was having a hard time getting into the watchtower because multiple people were going in and out of the room and using the stairs a lot. It made it almost impossible to get in to poison or paralyze the watchers without someone sending out an impromptu alarm of her presence. 

I think she ended up just fighting whatever creature was coming up the stairs as quietly as possible and then took care of the watchers in the room. She turned off the lights for that tower and sealed the room with plants to keep anyone from getting in (unless they used like fire or something which would just destroy the tower anyway). Well after that, she got to the roof of the tower and made a leaf parachute/glider thing to get to the next tower. 

Her and Gregory were doing so well in my dream and I really wish that I stayed asleep longer to see what would happen next because I ended up waking up. It was a really cool dream to transition to from the first one because usually my multiple dreams in the same night are unrelated, or are so related it’s just the same dream with me having more control over it (which is good considering usually my dreams are me getting assaulted in some way or another).

I did have an initial dream before the alcoholic school one, but that was just a continuation from the other night with a character who was like a servant that would get a shit ton of information for a dark lord and that lord threw me away to some jerks I antagonized earlier once I lost my usefulness. I was absolutely terrified (my dream self was, I in reality wasn’t, this wasn’t a nightmare) that I was going to be tortured and hurt by them but they weren’t assholes like that and looking for revenge since they could see my one safety net just tossed me to the wind.

I ended up staying with them and getting into a kind of relationship with either their beast tamer or like the knight. I forget which one, I just knew it was one of the really big and strong guys.

So yeah, that was my dream I wanted to share. Maybe I should share more if I ever have any cool dreams. I usually just write them down and don’t share, but since last night had something NSR related I wanted to share :3

[lunarharp]

What led to this (orufrey comic, cw an uncomfortable/creepy scene)

[transgender-chiroptera]

I deeply respect whoever runs the Bat Conservation International instagram account because this shit is funny as hell

[gemapples]

yesterday (july 15th) was a very important day for me because that's the day i first started loving magolor and helped me to overcome a major low in my life 8 years ago therefore it's also the day kirby became my main interest + resulted in being one the most important things ever to me ❤️

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

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[averlym]

,,, sun-dappled sheets...

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

"i mess up things and then i don't have the energy to fix them up" yes brain true sentence but no brain the appropriate response is NOT "therefore i should kill myself (and here's how)"

[bookpersonmaryj]

hey if we're already thinking about the TV show thing and the fact that space babies felt like a direct parallel to the second rose episode (end of the world??)...

has anyone considered that the hand picking up the tooth at the end of the giggle feels a lot like the end of series 3 in last of the time lords, with the hand picking up the ring??? like that's another Very Obvious Parallel right???

when do we slide into TV show territory? after the salt? once the toymaker shows up? or only since ruby with her ancestry TV show intro? because I feel like that shot with the tooth was very very familiar, and surely there's a reason for that, right?

[lisbonsteresa]

i'm going to SCREAM

[sorbeau]

THIS IS THAT MANIFESTO I WROTE I WANT THE TITLE TATTOOD ON MY EYEBALLS I THINK

The Stars, God, and Most Importantly, You.

There is a fundamental misconception held by most people in the world, in which we believe that we are distinct from everything around us. All of our existence centers on the idea that we are separated from the rest of the universe, and we foolishly act as if we are not built from the stars just as everything else on our planet is. We deceive ourselves into thinking that we are not part of the universe, but watchers and controllers of it.

I was raised by three instead of the American standard of two. My mother was a woman of gentle guidance, my father was a man of simple resolve, and my stepfather was a man of complex science. Describing him as a “man of science” may sound cold and distant, but in my experience, science is anything but. Yes, he was the traditional ex-Christian religion doubter scientist pessimist, but he was anything but cold. Where my mother taught me empathy, and my father taught me responsibility, my stepdad taught me curiosity and truth. 

By teaching me about science and the natural order of things, he instilled in me the gift of investigation and wonder, and through a clinical eye he showed me the complex, improbable wonders of the world. He showed me how flowers reproduce before I learned to write, and he taught me that the smell of rain is petrichor from the earth instead of how to tie my shoes. From him, I learned to ask “why?”.

This being said, my step-father gifted me with three core ideals: 

Science is the only truth in this world, if it cannot be proven, it cannot be.

There is no true God.

If you believe something to be true, fight for it.

This list may be controversial to some. Especially those who enjoy the comfort of religion, but before you storm off in a rage to deliver me passionate speeches on the glory of Allah, or God, or Whoever, listen to the rest of my statements. My step-father is a cold and critical scientist, but I have decided that the science he gave me is nothing short of kind and loving.

Everything I’ve been given, from my name to my ideals, has been changed and morphed to fit me comfortably, and this includes my definition of science and reasoning. This isn’t to say that I’m giving in to delusion, modern religion still has little resonance within me, but I can appreciate the desperate nature in which human love is channeled through it. There is very little in this universe that we understand, so we tend to explain it using abstract, ineffable terms like “divinity”, and the same goes for ourselves. Still, instead of exploring it using the tool of religion, we use science. To the smallest protons, science still cannot fully explain what is happening in your body, just as religion cannot explain what happens amongst the stars. There is so much of our existence that we will simply never know, and using all of the logic and science given to me by my step-father, it has left me stumped and floundering for an answer for as long as I could ponder the subject. However, I have found my answer.

That answer has always been, and will always be, Chaos, Love, and Time. Life always begins with Chaos and improbability, the chances of a sperm reaching an egg to form a baby, or stars colliding to form new elements have always been infinitesimally small. And yet, Chaos is so widespread and ever-present that there happens to be a sizable planet absolutely chock-full of that Life stuff. Of course, Time, being both the cultivator and the reaper of Life pushes it along its journey and is there to see us off when our Life ends. Chaos is our maker, and Time is our unmaker.

But what happens during Life? What gives it its supposed meaning? What gives it its worth? Love. The only thing that makes this consciousness business bearable is that it’s filled to the brim with Love. I don’t mean the simple “I think that girl is cute” kind of love, I mean the ever-present, all-encompassing, so-huge-and-universal-that-it’s-quite-impossible-to-wrap-my-head-around-without-crying Love (the capital “L” is important).

Love surrounds us at every moment whether we notice it or not. There is love in the way the sun shines, the way dirt holds us up, and the way fruit tastes sweet on our tongues. The universe loves itself in ways that are so complicated that men have spent their entire lives trying to unravel the tangled web of energy, and have labeled it science. Yes, science is a pursuit of love. What could be a grander expression of Love than for a human, made of stardust and milk and earth, to dedicate themself to the understanding of the universe in which they are a part?

I was taught to be a man of science, and in the important ways I am. But science, I’ve learned, is more “divine” than my step-father gave it credit for. We both agree that there is no Christian God, but I believe that if She exists, (God would be a She, I believe, as most mothers tend to be) She is the abstract personification of Chaos, Love, and Time, for which we wonderful creatures worship through Science.

[sysig]

Ooh, could I request something with a royal vampire Scriabin x vampire hunter or priest Edgar?? I just saw their outfits for day 18 and was like 👀 "I immediately love them", lol. My brain also keeps making a half connection between this concept and vampire moths, probably because of the Vargases' weird relationship with moths/butterflies since the diaryfic. So if you felt like including any butterfly imagery, I'd be interested how you would incorporate it!

Day 24 - Try again? ♥

[tekablade-chronicles-3]

Hey any French people here interested in the Metaphor Refantazio Collectors Edition ? cause it's available for pre-orders at Micromania right now. Fnac apparently is sold out.

No, Atlus hasn't updated their official site to list the retailers.

Non-french people who don't see retailers listed for them, you might want to check your local retailers.

( I saw it available for Canadians as well, btw. I think UK is sold out. )

[softshuji]

Sometimes it feels like my mom punishes me for things I can't control and it's actually kinda really upsetting.

[rovermcfly]

people who comment on posts (whether in a reblog, tags or reply) leading with things along the lines of "I hope this doesn't derail/I'll delete it if this is an unwanted addition/I'm really sorry if this isn't relevant/etc" I love you. you are so kind and compassionate. I love that you care and I usually love hearing your thoughts. thank you.

[polyhexianchicken]

[icewindandboringhorror]

... how am I meant to get any sort of restful sleep when it's like 85F indoors in my bedroom at NIGHT .. hhhhhhhhhhhhhh