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ur-daily-inspiration · 12 hours

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mcytblrconfessions · 1 day

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I had a dream that I was dating Scott Smajor and it was very very distressing, I woke up in a cold sweat that shit made my skin itch and my blood cold. Had to change mattresses cause the stain on one of them kept reminding me of that dream; It's going to haunt me forever it wasn't even that serious?? I just was so distressed by being in a relationship with him.

#confession #dreams #cc: smajor1995

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fashionlandscapeblog · 3 days

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Dreams (夢, Yume), 1990 - dir. Akira Kurosawa

#akira kurosawa #dreams #surrealism #van gogh #vincent van gogh #surrealist cinema #japanese cinema #movie scenes #movie gifs #cinematography #film gifs #cinema

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do-fight-standard · 13 hours

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#pennywise #indonesia #geto smut #天木じゅん #dreams #pink hair #blm movement #playchoices #logotype #the lunar chronicles #divergent #twitter bios #makoharu

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jaggedjawjosh · 3 days

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I'm not interested in fleeting moments of happiness. I crave a love that's everlasting, a sanctuary in a world consumed by chaos.

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jenny-superbadgerz · 2 days

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Shanghai GP Thoughts Pt. 1

Besides other racing thoughts, the tweets above ^^ has made me so upset. THIS IS NOT A JOKE. The choice of criticising organisers for doing something special for their home driver at his first home race by putting a laughing emoji is so unacceptable. Why do certain creators have a platform? Like did you never have a childhood dream come true? It makes me LIVID AND DISGUSTED that this person and his fellow podcaster yet again say something controversial, but still get to meet drivers or does an podcast about the sport. I have loved since I was a kid while engaging in saying Kachow or singing Life is a Highway, or watching Fast and Furious.

REMINDER to everyone to look at the images below and to read this: Zhou mentioned that as a kid, it was his childhood dream to make it into F1 coming from a country with no big motorsport culture. Lets not forget that his mom sacrificed a lot for him to race as a kid including leaving her family for Sheffield, England when he was 12 so he could get racing opportunities without knowing a lot of English. Today, he made it becoming the first Chinese driver to do so and got to compete in his first home race at Shanghai. He is inspiring so many young kids in Asia as a role model that they too one day can make it into Formula 1. He deserves that celebratory spot and I am so glad that the organisers did this for him, he was my Driver of the Day today. Sending him all the love and hugs headed his way💚🏎️ 🐉

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#f1 #like wtf #zhou guanyu #stake f1 team #childhood #formula 1 #dreams #shanghai gp 2024 #china gp 2024

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sunnywalnut · 21 hours

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I had a dream last night. A Good Omens dream. So naturally, I have to share it with the Masses. Because I'm a pathetic wet cat who deserves attention.

Our friends Crowley and Aziraphale were there of course, and as was I. For some reason. I was like their child (or rather, I was in the place of Adam, where they protected and cared for me, but I was still an adult. As I am now). Not the oddest thing that's happened in my dreams so I'll let it slide. So here I am hanging out with my Ineffable Dads after calling off Armageddon and what do they do to celebrate? Drink, of course.

So we're sitting in the bookshop, Crowley on the couch, Aziraphale in his chair, and I am perched up on the desk. Drinking some floral wine that tastes a lot like chamomile tea(I don't drink. But I do like chamomile tea). And Crowley gets stupid drunk.

Two bottles later, he jolts up from the couch like a vampire from his coffin, turns to look at Aziraphale (who isn't phased by this behavior), and immediately is glued to his side.

I'm talking sprawled out across his back, head hanging over his shoulder, slurring drunkenly and his arms wrapped around his waist. And he's just cooing at him.

"You know I love you, 'ngel?"

He reaches out a long, thin finger, tracing one of Aziraphale's curls, making the angel chuckle. "You're so pretty, Angel."

He kisses his cheek and neck and the side of his face, earning full belly laughter from the angel who is reaching up to pull him closer.

"Crowleyyyy!"

"Shhh, Angel, lemme kiss you-"

Drunker than a dog, Crowley grabs for his angel and continues to press hasty kisses across his face, Aziraphale giggling all the while. I just shake my head and turn to my tea(because apparently it was tea, just in a wine glass to make me feel included. Aziraphale's idea, I'm sure. The tea. I think the wine glass was Crowley. Seems like a Crowley thing to do).

Allowing the two lovebirds to do what they do, fully amused and proud of them for finally being able to openly express affection, I look up to find Aziraphale heading out the door- wearing Crowley on his back like a booze-drenched exoskeleton. They're both giggling like a bunch of school children, Aziraphale shushing Crowley but only ending up giggling even louder himself. They're trying to sneak past me. I let them.

I follow about ten steps after these Ineffable Bastards, the streetgoers of Soho giving them and me questionable looks but I just wave them off. Because I suppose this was when everyone was revived. Because of course it was. We stagger down to The Dirty Donkey and Aziraphale drops his demon in a barstool, fixes the lapels of his jacket, and proudly announces that he would like an "Angel Shot" the bartender, Maggie, looks concerned.

She immediately puts away the glass she was polishing, leaning in close.

"Are you alright, Honey?"

Aziraphale stares, eyes glazed over with both booze and confusion.

"Pardon?"

"Do you need me to call someone?"

Crowley reaches over to grab Aziraphale's thigh, leaning in to whisper something in his ear. He forgets, though, and kisses underneath his ear to make up for it. Aziraphale starts giggling again.

It's clear to everyone now, including Maggie, that he was in no real danger. It was a simple mistake. And they had pregamed. She's giggling as well, but trying to hide it.

"Alright, what can I get you two?"

They decide on some sort of almost clear drink in a shot glass, three for each. I have a mocktail. More drunken giggling and flirting. Crowley has found his way pressed up against Aziraphale's side yet again. Everyone is delighted and amused by this behavior, seeing as not one person has seen him this relaxed since.... Well, since forever. They let it be.

The night ends with me walking them both home while they stumble against one another, laughing about something or another that I couldn't even begin to decipher. And we wander on home. To the bookshop.

Aziraphale wanders in, miracling(miracleing?) the door open after the key proves to be stubborn with the lock. Crowley follows. Is this normal? I don't know. Aziraphale doesn't seem to be worried, though, so I allow it. Not much I can do about it, honestly. It's not like Crowley would let me.

I follow them in, pushing stacks of books back in place as Crowley's wandering arms threaten to knock them down, the statues nearly ready to fall. I give him a warning glare. He does not respond.

Both angel and demon wander up the stairs and into a bedroom with rich yellow walls and the curtains drawn. The bed is untouched, pale yellow pillows peeking out from underneath off-white sheets. Crowley makes a start for it. Aziraphale hovers at the doorway, then follows. They both crawl into their respective sides, as if by impulse. Crowley on the left, Aziraphale on the right. Only Aziraphale has the mind to miracle himself into nightclothes. Crowley is already asleep.

Seeing as they both are no longer in danger of harming themselves, I turn out the light and close the door. Off to my own place, I would believe. Except I wouldn't know. I woke up.

Still not entirely sure why my dreams are fanfics now but you know what, I'm not complaining. It was cute as hell.

#gomens #good omens #crowley #crowly x aziraphale #crowly good omens #azirowley #azicrow #aziracrow #aziraphale #dreams #fanfic #domestic fluff #why are my dreams fanfics now??#i have no idea

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getcareless · 2 days

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Welcome To Music

Welcome to music, where hearts explode within our ears. Almost supernovae; beats from other spheres. Harmony blues, allegedly writing feelings. You think I'm writing clues. I think I'm priming ceilings. One man's shoes is one man's save. One man's treasure, is another's grave.

JEP

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cyber-corp · 3 days

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Had a dream where I watched a video titled “Dirk Strider actual voice revealed” and he sounded like Zach from OneyPlays but somehow even more nasally.

Dave was also there, and his voice was in a constant monotone.

#this is real #source: my dreams #dreams #dirk strider #dave strider #homestuck #gecko boy

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hollow-l1es · 4 hours

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i was going through my dream journal on my notes app and I believed I never shared this gem on here

#tumblr #dream journal #dreams #hollow talks #mcr #gerard way

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such-justice-wow · 2 days

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I think I had a dream last night that I had a new coworker who was on vampire hrt to be mpreged by a vampire and also was shit at his job

I also had to keep stopping children from buying wine because it was a fantasy world but I was still beholden to UK alcohol laws

#dreams

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lost-technology · 3 days

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Wow, I just woke up from a dream that would make a kickass Trigun fanfic! So I dreamt that I was watching /alternately inside of (because dreams are weird like that) a live-action Trigun (a few parts were manga, because...dreams...but generally, this was live-action). It was... a show, a long-drama TV series. (I probably dreamt this because I've been watching Amazon's take on Fallout and as a Fallout games fan, I actually think the show is really freakin' good). It was alternate universe. Namely, Rem had managed to save Tesla from her fate and the twins and the entire crew knew what they were. SEEDS landed on a planet and quickly built a modern / advance tech society and the public knew of the Independent Plants. By the time they were teenage / adolescents in Plant-years, they were celebrities, going on talk shows and such. They demonstrated powers, with Vash specifically having powers to generate flora. He would sprout those sparkly black geraniums and tendrils out of his arm and liked demonstrating this for children. Rem tried to shield the kids from fame, though, as there were a lot of people talking about them. There was an interview with a woman who'd seen Vash on TV and she described looking at him, such a human-looking non-human being as filling her with "existential dread." There was much such chatter and it was clear that Nai wasn't taking it well... And then, the season of the show closed out in a manner that was absolutely chilling. Conrad asked Tesla if he could run a few simple scientific tests on her, assuring her that it was all quick stuff, like blood samples, monitoring. She wound up alone in a Vault-like room with her belongings, dressed in a nightgown with the Project SEEDS logo on a sleeve. (I was impressed that the TV series really got the Stampede logo down well). The door sealed behind her, without her closing it. "Dr. Conrad? Conrad?" And everyone watching the series who'd read the manga KNEW what was going to happen next - and that this would be Nai's start of darkness. Ooooh. Very cliffhanger, very stay tuned for next season.

#trigun #trigun maximum #trigun stampede #vash the stampede #millions knives #tesla (trigun)#rem saverem #william conrad #fanfic inspiration #alternate universe #dreams #trigun dream

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mcytblrconfessions · 17 hours

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had a dream ranboo killed someone and did a stream of the verdict

#cc: ranboo #dreams #confession

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daily--cats · 2 months

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A Family portrait during the Spanish Flu, 1918 ♡

#animal #animals #cat #cats #kitty #kittens #pet #pets #baby animals #cute animals #adorable #pretty #aww #cute #fluffy #goals #dreams #inspiration #motivation #vintage #photography

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albatross-the-pen-chewer · 9 months

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While taking a nap today I dreamt there was a hazard sign called "never found" which was used to indicate a location where people disappeared never to be seen again

#dreams

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jaggedjawjosh · 2 days

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Confidence is not in the attire, but in the celebration of our unique selves.

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