#dreampai

[multidimensional-trashcan]

I made an Hall of the mountain king edit in honor of this batshit insane post (for which i may or may not be partially responsible, too) by @one-time-i-dreamt, enjoy :)

#hall of the mountain king #edvard grieg #dreampai #blorbo #jensen ackles #heritage post #and as many said: #vintage tumblr #SPN #supernatural

[catastrophe-jones]

ASLDKASJFDJFDASL

Was grabbing my poll to do a reblog, like you do, when I came across this over on my sidebar.

@neil-gaiman and @one-time-i-dreamt ???

Tumblr's really serving me some delusions of grandeur this morning.

#neil-gaiman #dreampai #one-time-i-dreamt

[one-time-i-dreamt]

The Mona Lisa was replaced with Dreampai, and no one noticed. The only reason I did is because I'd read that one post about the Mona Lisa's copy's eyebrows and thought 'hang on', opened Tumblr to find it, saw Dreampai's profile picture and went 'huh'.

#dream #fun fact but people always tell me i look like mona lisa #mona lisa #art #dreampai

[the-rainbow-flavored-university]

ok so this isn't actually a dream so I didn't know where to put this, but my roommate told me that I talk in my sleep and last night I "said something about badussy then started challenging God"

#dreampai #meirl #this just #is so on brand #lmao #fav

[mongayakai]

I have a lot of dreams about zombies and twins.

And about being a father to a family that hates me.

I dunno, I just felt that was something odd I should point out.

#dreampai #dream #lucid dreaming #dreams #dream journal #dream analysis

[carrotline]

@one-time-i-dreamt asking for assumptions about Croatia makes me realize I know absolutely nothing about Croatia

Literally everything I know about Croatia: 

It is in Eastern (?) Europe

The capital is Zagreb (?)

They made a great Eurovision song in the late ‘90s

The flag is a checkerboard wearing little hats

That’s it.

#croatia #dreampai #original bullshit

[eattherichplease]

I have never been able to believe those people that say that they've dreamt a new meme format or whatever BUT the other day I DREAMT THIS. And then I forgot and today I remembered. It was exactly this. It was during my siesta. It's also true!

#rosamund pike #meme #once i dreamt #dreampai #dream meme #someday all memes will be dreams #gone girl #pride and prejudice #saltburn #personal

[emo--chanel]

when i think of Croatia i think of 2cellos, that awesome sea organ/musical steps thing, and of course @one-time-i-dreamt! so basically Croatia exists in my mind as the land of music & dreams 😌

#croatia #dreampai #let's get these tags trending woo!

[carnationsloth26]

#one-time-i-dreamt #dreampai #one time i dreamt #isekai dream #isekai #got the wrong ending on the first try i guess 🤷🏻‍♀️

[multidimensional-trashcan]

I have to ask...

#poll #polls #supernatural #dean winchester #one time i dreamt #dreampai

[one-time-i-dreamt]

The person who runs the @one-time-i-dreamt was exploring a city that was like a combination of France and New York. She had a friendly duck with white feathers that flew with her and occasionally perched on her head like a hat.

#dream #ME??????' #otid #one time i dreamt #dreampai #exploration #france #new york #duck

[mxalexwhat]

a tiny fucking pan

#dreampai #one time i dreamt #otid

[mongayakai]

Just found out having 10$ cash was only part of one of my dreams. Big sad. Anime betrayal. Frowny face.

#dreampai #dream #lucid dreaming #dreams #dream journal #im broke

[andthentheywilleatthestars]

I absolutely 100% believed that Croatians got their toothpaste out of a bucket but in my defense it isn't that much worse than Canadians storing their milk in bags.

#original #toothpaste bucket #dreampai #tumblr misinformation

[timdrakesstaff]

1/13/2023 "Duck Oasis" 💤

I'm riding on my board under a cold underpass and decide to take a break from being pelted by rain by entering an opening to a storm drain. It's a weird one; the path inside inclines at an impractical degree for the storm drain's runnoff to the underpass, even though it would theoretically continue through a grate to the stream neighboring the underpass' path.

I practically crawl up the inclined entrance due to the low ceiling. I consider using my board but I'm pretty sure that it would hinder me more then help.

After after a few short plateau stops and turns along the way, I come to a gentle oasis hidden beneath the ground. The lack of light source amazes me. How can I even see all this, let alone anything grow? There is a small pond with smaller diversions of river siphoned from it and trees and grass and bushes and life.

It's beautiful.

I stand in full awe for a moment, taking it all in. How could this have grown here? The earth is soft and moist; the air, humid. The whole oaisis couldn't have been bigger than a classroom at my school, comparatively.

I find some rocks to skip across the pond and attempt to line up with the inflowing river so the skipping can progress further into yet another tunnel. It is while I'm skipping that my attention is drawn towards a duck. A duck and way too many ducklings for them to all be hers. I slowly approach the duck and offer chunks of what would've been my lunch. I don't miss the apple too much.

I sit under a tree for a while, looking at the mostly ivy and moss covered wall and what barren ceiling I can even see the through the canopy above.

Soon enough, I drift back awake to discover the mama and horde of dunklings resting beside me. The only thing missing being a gentle breeze.

I take my time to stand up and stretch and breathe life back into myself before making my way to the enterance and storm runnoff. I sit on my board and attempt to slowly roll myself out, but the sharp inclines have other plans. I find my way out a few minutes later and it is still raining and I am still wet. The dull grey of the sky is darker now, an indicator that I really need to get going.

I come back regularly over the next few months, to help mama watch over the ducklings, I always bring enough snacks for them and myself. I even spend my birthday here, two of them. One of them I invite my school friends, and the other day with different ones.

It's not that I don't want them all to meet someday, they just... Have different interests and one my school friends would totally want to... Connect Dots between those interests. It's easier this way.

My school friends name some of the ducks but lose track of which ones they have and have not named. I tell them I'll name the rest on my own.

I don't.

Instead, when my other friends visit, I point out the ones that haven't been named yet. At least all of my friends across the board are equally excited to name ducks with me.

I get two days full of several cakes since neither group knew who was going to bake it, so everyone made their own. Five cakes to go through. Five! Some... Were better than others.

My birthday passes and I still visit, but there's usually less and less in the duck family when I come by. They rotate out their days, I think, because I still see them all in the oasis on their own time.

I have lots of pictures taken from in here, developed at school and home—whichever was more available. Schoolmates ask where the hell I went to get these pictures, seeing as our city isn't exactly a nature preserve—although, some want it to be... I don't tell.

I experiment with one of my favorite techniques: Double exposure. I have pictures from the city layered with this oasis. In one of the devloped pieces, there's a girl from the city poking a can with her closed umbrella. It's raining but she doesn't care, she's soaked anyways from a car that speeds into a background that bleeds neon signs into oasis foliage. If I had known exactly which pictures would get the exposure, I would have shifted the nature scene shot a couple feet to the right, so the girl would have appeared to be on an exposed paver.

Another photo features a long trail of ducks bobbing down a slow flowing river-turned-asphalt. And another, I posed and kept track of, features a double layered shot of me with both of my friend groups, as if we were all together. It's my favorite one. I have copies of the individual shots too, of course, I shared them with my friends. I debated and sticking the group shot to the wall, but knew when they all visited—they visit individually sometimes, and with me—they would see it plastered on the wall.

Autumn comes and I seek refuge from inpending exams and cold here. It's always a pleasant temperature somehow, I had been worried about the season changes, but it doesn't seem to change in here. The storm drain oasis is its own refuge from the world. But not from time. The plants grown and spread, and the ducks come and go as they please—I am especially sad when they leave for winter. I think I might have expected they'd stay...

I think my favorite time to come is when it rains. It feels like it did that first day, so many months ago.

#original writing #creative writing #short story #writing #timblr #my writing #dream journal #dreampai #I finally caved and decided to post some of my writing #I do have a list of the ducks' names and which friends named what #Dreams #I want another funny pun for my writting tag #writers on tumblr

[danelloevee]

The only things I know about Croatia is it's in Europe, its coat of arms are four little guys with big hats tucked into bed, they have a Kpop group somehow and @one-time-i-dreamt lives there

#croatia #dreampai #the toothpaste bucket and toothpaste spoon... #that was really funny