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guide-to-world-domination · 1 year

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I can’t stop imagining spider becoming an absolute badass, like the amount of ideas literally keep me up at night. For example, imagine that one day, Neytiri just goes off on Spider and says the most foul things to him - stuff that was so horrendous, even people who equally hated Spider being around had to try and calm her down, because what she was saying was completely out of line. To spider, he’s heard this all from the People, the Scientists, the McCoskers - but Neytiri always strikes a cord that can’t be fixed or shrugged off easily. The only thing that snaps him from his thoughts, was what Neytiri said next while she was being pulled away from the situation.

“You will never be One of the People. Your father is a Demon, and your mother is worse for ever loving him and producing such Spawn”

There it is the breaking point. Spider has always turned the other cheek when it comes to people that insult him or insult him by comparing him to his father. He always found that retaliation and tantrums only proved his accusers assumptions correct. But nobody. Nobody insults his mother. Spider could have screamed back and shouted bloody murder at her, but at this point, he just doesn’t care. She isn’t worth trying to prove himself to. His siblings know who he is, that’s enough.

From that day on, he doesn’t go to High Camp again and doesn’t wear his loincloth. He starts wearing cargo pants and tank tops, but he keeps his armbands, knife and jewellery. He wants to come into his own identity, but he can’t shed what remains of his past life (trying to be part of the Omaticaya). Personally, I don’t think that Norm and the other Scientists wouldn’t care too much about what spider does until he crosses a line or breaks a rule that they haven’t outright told him (that kind of behaviour is traumatising, I would know 🙂). So when figures out to give himself piercings and tattoos, they are livid. They are shocked at the transformation - where painted blue stripes used to be, there were inky black stripes that passed over every limb and even on his face; where dirty brown locs used to be, golden blond hair was fashioned into a Viking braid reaching down his back (similar to a kuru).

The only person that understands and doesn’t overreact is Max. Personally, that man was a dark horse in his family before he came to Pandora, I know it in my soul (Headcanon coming soon or after this post). He takes it on himself to support Spider and nurture his clear talents. He wishes he could have raised spider as his own, but knew that he would be shunned by his colleagues for raising his son - he couldn’t be seen as a disgrace after his time as a child.

Spider had a number of talents and skills, including Engineering, Chemistry, Languages, Marksmanship and martial arts. Max helped to nurture each and everyone. Some days, he would have Spider build and repair weapons and tech. Other days, Spider would learn chemical reactions or a new language. Every evening, Max would instruct Spider in combat and would exercise and lift with him to encourage him. Over the course of a month or two, Spider was unrecognisable. He took in information like a sponge and soon Max was running out of things to teach him. Piloting Samsons and Scorpions - took a few tries, but Spider was truly a born pilot like Paz. Stealth and parkour - He was already a natural, but he was fooling Na’vi warriors more often than not after a week of practice.

Eventually, when Jake started performing raids on RDA Trains, Spider knew it was time to put this all into practice. You see, deep down, he still wanted to prove himself to the People, but not so he could be one of them. He wanted to prove himself, to show them what he forged himself into despite them. However, he knew Jake would never approve him going along - he was still a child. The thought to Spider was ludicrous; Spider never believed he was a child, because no child goes through what he did and remains a child. So he decides to go anyway and doesn’t bother with permission. Though, he does ask Max, who understandably forbids this from happening. After reasoning that he would be safer if he got support to complete this venture, Max relented after hours of back and forth.

And thus, Araña was born. Imagine Winter Soldier getup (Hydra-controlled Bucky, not White Wolf armour) where the half mask acts as his rebreather so he doesn’t risk glass from a regular mask entering his eyes. All manners of weapons are strapped to his body including an Assault Rifle, a revolver (nobody knows that it was actually Quaritch’s revolver that delivered the fatal shot to Grace), A bow and quiver, a LOT of knives and a grenade or two. He looks terrifying but despite this Max feels proud - not about his boy going to fight in a war that has devastated everything he loves, but because this kid, his son, has stepped into his role as a defender and Max is proud of how far Spider has come to reach his goals.

Queue Spider being the biggest menace to RDA society that has ever existed. There was no reason for the Na’vi Ground forces to blow up the rail line, because Spider had already hijacked the train and pulled the breaks. The look of an anonymous Sky Person swing around the train killing and disarming grown men confused everyone in the raiding party, especially the Sully’s. There was something familiar about the acrobatics of this mysterious warrior, the answer on the tips of their tongues. It was only after Spider saved Lo’ak and Neteyam from the missile strike, that everyone realised who this person was. Nobody believed it until Spider spoke and then all he’ll broke loose.

I apologise if this too long or weird, I just needed to get this out of my head. I’ll definitely be adding to this given time, regardless of whether or not people like it, and the only thing that can stop me is my undiagnosed AuDHD.

Farewell to all, Yours sincerely,

Your Favourite Evil Overlord

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rathuks · 6 months

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martin blackwood is trans. my source? i dreamt that alexander j newall said so

#it literally came to me in a dream #tma #martin blackwood #the magnus archives

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jadejemdoesstuff · 5 months

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Sea Witch <3

#it literally came to me in a dream #sea witch

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dulcevenganzaa · 9 months

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and when lotms 2.0 is announced in september what then

#idk why am i fixated on september #it literally came to me in a dream

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treel · 2 years

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Dib in Luminescence: *tries to insult Selpa by calling him the worst*

Also Dib: *has been using, "you're the worst," as a replacement for, "I love you," with Zim*

okay but fr I had thoughts about writing a selpapi fic of my own I hate how enamored I am with a crack pairing

Dib is nothing if not predictable. ✊😔

Also, it still blows my mind that people seem to like this crack pairing so much, but I am 100% down for it. Feel free to write fic or make art or anything! I absolutely die (in a good way) whenever someone does anything based on this fic or these characters.

Also...I may...or may not...have a sequel to Luminescence in the works. Just something I've been working on every now and then in between getting chapters of my other (real?? official??) fics done. Here is a preview!

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“You were experiencing a disruption in your sleep patterns,” he said, matter-of-fact. Dib just continued staring up at him, wet-eyed and panting with adrenaline, clutching the blankets to his shirtless chest.

“I dreamed that-” he gasped, disoriented, babbling, “I just – it was so real, and...fuck…”

“You’re awake now,” Selpa said, as if he thought Dib would have trouble realizing it for himself.

“Yeah, with you standing over my bed like some kind of demon,” Dib grumbled, running a hand through his shaggy hair, “you know what else had glowing yellow eyes, don’t you?”

“Zombie antelope,” Selpa droned.

“Zombie antelope!” Dib announced at the same time.

“Yes. We know. What happened?”

“I had a nightmare,” Dib grumbled, pulling his knees up and resting his forearms on them, back curving. In the thin light, Selpa could see the ridges of his bones, his muscles, the thin white lines of a few scars he had collected over the years. “It’s like a um…”

“We know what nightmares are. You, for instance.”

“You’re fucking hilarious, you know that?” Dib brought his wrist to his face, turning away to wipe the tears. Selpa felt his embarrassment. The sadness, the fear that still gripped him even now.

“You may...speak about it, if you think that will help,” Selpa said, apprehensive, “you do like to speak.”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Dib muttered.

“A first,” he remarked, surprised.

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#as you can see #selpa is still a dick #asks #selpa #dib #selpapi #is still a hilarious ship name to me #i can't believe #it literally came to me in a dream #i'll have new chapters of my actual fics up soon #i promise #invader zim

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gay-nidoking · 3 months

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I just realized...with For Rent, I can finally actually use this build I made three years ago

#kirby plays games #// sims 4 #it literally came to me in a dream #and up until now has been an utterly useless build lol #but now!#now it's perfect

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ladyddanger · 8 months

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Thinking about the post apocalyptic big happy family au. Everyone is so miserable and cursed and c!Dream is hailed as a god and with c!Tommy as his chosen one.

#It literally came to me in a dream #post apocalyptic BHF au

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xyliaxart · 7 months

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I had a lovely dream last night. I was in a school gym doing like an obstacle course and they were throwing things at us that were supposed to be scary including a big bat and a little bat. and I caught the little bat and just kept it cause it was so cute it looked like this:

it was so round and fit in my pocket. I gave it scritches under its little chin

#little bat #halloween #it came to me in a dream #literally #dreams #bat #spooky month #october #i would die for little bat #i want to learn to make plushies so I can have a cuddleable little bat #my art #sketchies #doodle #doodles

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keepontalking · 1 year

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Me: I’ve always wanted to learn the dance to Tell Me by Wonder girls, but there are so many moves in a short amount of time and it’s taxing to keep rewinding the tutorial.

My dream self: Why don’t you just make it into gifs

Awake me:

#personal #she got me there #kpop talk #kpop dance #it literally came to me in a dream

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bloodcanbehot · 1 year

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Writing prompt

A post apocalyptic world with a virus that makes people forget about the person that just died due to the disease.

The story start’s with a relative of the main character dying and they instantly forget about them, not knowing why they were crying in the first place

#writing #writing prompt #writing prompts #prompt #story prompt #prompts #writer #story prompts #original #my prompts #it literally came to me in a dream #like months ago #and never did anything with it #I feel like it's too cool to be forgotten #dreams #my prompt #original prompt

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heysillybee · 1 year

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Whenever I come up with an idea, it goes something like this

#my accidental baby acquisition Iwaoi au AKSIDKDI #it literally came to me in a dream #and also all of my other ideas lol #they don’t ever make sense

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numinous-scribe · 6 months

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DpxDc Prompt

Danny, for whatever reason, has somehow wound up in a texting chain for the Injustice League. How this happened, or why the Injustice League even has a texting chain is beyond him. He didn't realize at first that it was the Injustice League messaging because it was usually a bunch of vague stuff and he just thought it was spam. Until he started connecting dots to dates, times, and locations of attacks related to the villainous league. So Danny starts taking notes and drops anonymous tips to the Justice League.

Only, the villains eventually catch on that they have a leak, and after finding a phone number that shouldn't be there, Danny receives a very direct message: The villains know about him, and they're coming.

If it was just him, he could manage. But the worst of the worst are coming for Amity Park and Danny is just one kid with more experience fighting ghosts than humans. It's time to drop his anonymity and ask the Justice League for help.

#this literally came to me in a dream lol #danny after realizing he was included in a villains gc: don't be suspicious don't be suspicious—#danny after getting caught: *chuckles* i'm in danger #dpxdc #dpxdc prompt #dpxdc crossover #dcxdp #dcxdp prompt #dcxdp crossover

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teethkid67 · 2 months

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lunch break :P

bp!tubbo and tommy sharing some rations in pogtopia for @sixteenth-day-event prompt "kindness" :3 i think about bptubbo risking his stupid skin to feed his loser bestie&co often

#sixteenthdayevent #things i make #dsmp #dream smp fanart #tommyinnit #tubbo #clingyduo #clingyduo fanart #pogtopia clingyduo are so special to me anyways so. ya #struggled a littl and also thought i wouldnt get anything out in time but im happy with this regardless!!! i like how tommy came out #better than tubbo but w/e :3 #bptechno bringing them literal military rations vs bptubbo bringing them leftovers in tupperwares and tinfoil . idk they are special #block party #how did i forget the block party tag .

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gothgengargirl · 11 months

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The Works

You came to the new salon mostly on a whim. It was a Sunday, so it’s not like you had anything special in mind for the next day. Just work. Boring, dreary, work. But you thought that feeling pretty might help the work week go a little more smoothly. Give your colleagues something else to talk about besides meetings and progress updates. You wanted to feel seen for once.

For such a nice place, it was a pleasant surprise that you were able to get a walk-in appointment. Fern’s Grove, it was called. Cute name. The ceilings were high, and the place felt remarkably open and airy for being just another building in a strip mall. A fountain bubbled away cheerfully, a variety of exotic plants growing alongside it. The air was even perfumed, floral and berry-like, but in a way you couldn’t quite place. And the woman at the counter, who set your bag in a drawer and got you settled into a astonishingly comfortable chair, was gorgeous. Everyone who worked here was gorgeous. If this was how they took care of themselves, you felt like you were in good hands.

Your cosmetologist came up to you just as you were getting settled. She was just as beautiful as everyone else, maybe more so, with her dramatic cat eye makeup, purple hair and generous curves. She handed you a laminated list of your options, and you could hear her whistling cheerfully in the background as she got her instruments together and you looked over your choices. Hair cut, hair color, hair extensions. Face wash, moisturizing treatments, full makeup. Permanent makeup? That sounded intriguing. Manicure, pedicure, they even offered waxing services (presumably those were in another room). And one thing at the bottom stuck out to you, drawing your attention like a light in the darkness.

The Works.

“I’ll take The Works, please,” you said, almost instinctively. You wanted to see what this place could do.

“Sure about that, doll?” Her voice was sweet like honey, with an edge of something in it. Condescension? Anticipation? Both?

“I’m sure.”

“Okay, then, The Works, coming right up. Lift your arms.”

You did so instinctively. You were always good at following directions. And you thought you knew what was going to happen. She would put an apron on you to protect your clothes, you would talk about what cut and color you wanted for the hair, maybe get your shoes off and your feet soaking for the pedicure.

That’s not what happened.

Cables descended from that high, airy ceiling, and wrapped themselves around your wrists. You tried, briefly, to pull away, but you were held in place. Like a puppet on her strings. Clamps emerged from the chair to do the same to your ankles. You were stuck.

A momentary wave of panic was replaced by a curious fear, as you could feel something seeping from your new restraints. Soaking into the skin of your wrists and ankles. It felt GOOD. Like you were being polished from the inside, like all of the tension in your body was replaced with pleasure. And as you sank back briefly, She placed something over your head. A visor. You tried to close your eyes, but the flashing colors shone through your eyelids, and you opened them out of curiosity. And once they were open, you never wanted to close them again.

At first the messages were simply soothing. Telling you to relax, to sink, to accept all of the new feelings in your body. And there were new feelings. You couldn’t see anything but the swirling colors, couldn’t hear anything but the whispered suggestions from that set of headphones that must have come on just after the visor. But you felt good. Hands nimbly massaged your scalp. The waves of whatever it was from your restraints spread all the way through your arms and legs, making them feel limp and loose and silky smooth and perfectly plastic.

Plastic?

Perfect. Plastic. Puppet.

Pretty. Programmed. Plaything.

This was what the suggestions in your head were saying now. And you kind of liked the sound of it. On some level, you knew that you had work in the morning. You were a Busy Woman With Important Things To Do. But you always hated it. There was another way now? And at least for this afternoon, you could enjoy being a

Perfect

Pretty

Plaything

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Time passed. You couldn’t tell how long. Minutes? Hours? Days? Time felt less and less meaningful, paying attention to the sensations running through your body. It was almost like an orgasm, but orgasms came and went much faster than this. This was a slow build, leading to a great flowing tide of ecstasy. You didn’t want it to stop. You never wanted to stop being a programmed plastic puppet.

But then, as suddenly as it started, it ended. The visor and the headphones were pulled off. The restraints at your arms and legs snapped open, your arms dropping into your lap. Your hands moved automatically, one of them grasping a breast, the other rubbing at your crotch shamelessly.

As your eyes focused again, you were amazed with what you saw in the mirror. She… you… was different. Your clothes didn’t fit the same way—blouse swollen and buttons open, skirt disheveled and riding up over thicker thighs. Your mouth was hanging open, lips larger than they were before, and your tongue was hanging out. It was pierced! A blue gemstone sitting in your pretty pink mouth, its color matching your new long nails, your thick eye shadow. Your gleaming metallic hair. And the place on your neck that didn’t even look like flesh anymore. It was seemingly embedded in your skin, blue circuits tracing out from a thick black band.

A Collar.

You didn’t even look human anymore, did you? You looked like…

A Doll.

“What do you think, hun?” said the voice behind you. The voice you now instinctively knew as Owner.

“I don’t think. I just obey.” Automatic.

“Good girl. Stop touching yourself.”

You did, immediately. Arms limp at your sides. Awaiting further instructions.

“What are you?”

“I’m just a doll. An empty-headed plaything.”

“Excellent! And what do you want me to do next?”

“Please…” these words felt like they were escaping from your soul. They were your soul. All you had left was this one thought.

“Please play with me”.

You saw Owner’s luscious mouth open into a wide toothy grin as you said that, watching her and you in the mirror. And then you didn’t think anything else. Not for a long while. Dolls don’t think, they just obey.

Good Doll.

#this story literally came to me in a dream #i was half asleep and held my arms up #and thought hey i can work with this #dollification #transformation #brainwashing #hypnosis #robotization #femcorp #dollify yourself #some of the verbiage is borrowed from hypno files i enjoy #ask nice and i can send you some links #💙💙💙#💙💚💜

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temeyes · 6 months

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weirdly, i dreamt of Ghost earlier. he made himself a Tocino Sandwich and he literally said this to me in the dream.

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demetera-kaziaik · 27 days

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Just Married ❤️

#stobotnik #this literally came to me in a dream #i'm not kidding #agent stone #dr robotnik #sonic movie #sonic 2 #sonic the headgehog #eggman #wedding ilustration #sonic fanart #sonic 3 #sonic movie 3

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