#weirdest dream i ever have

[officialzombeefish]

IDK man... It was strange...

#bsd au #bsd ranpo #bsd dazai #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #i swear i have the weirdest dreams ever... #i had one about my wedding being destroyed by a peppa pig character... in kindergarten... #i was 4

[rayllurn]

Yo I had this really bizarre dream last night that season 6 came out and they decided to make it live action for some reason and there was a whole plot line that took place in a Walmart.

#why?? #who could say #I have the weirdest fucking dreams ever ask my spouse

[fearandhatred]

i dreamt about boops wtf

#fearandhatred #leanne's dream blog #but those who know me know i have the weirdest dreams ever so it was incorporated in a very strange way #i don't think tumblr was in my dream at all #okay #boop

[come-down-that-tree]

prologue previous

Come Down That Tree! (an aftermare story)

Chapter 14: Mä muxsa jaljaw sañ munäna ukampis kunatix uka waynax llijullijumpiw ch’allt’ata, ukatw mä juk’a amuyux mayjt’ayañajax wakisïna.

Nightmare slept fairly well, as he often did on such stormy nights. It was on these special nights he could almost feel the gentle touch of his mother.

He didn't know if it was because he slept squished against the bark and his brother, feeling thrumming energy coming from both or if it was the capricious screams of the sky somehow helping him ignore the rest of the world… therefore making focusing on the thin feeling easier.

Regardless of the raison, he relinquished the feeling. 

He knew he was safe and the tree was too. Nothing could pierce that warm bubble of safety.

He thought so at least.

Right in the middle of a peaceful lucid dream, the atmosphere changed.

He turns towards the dream version of the tree that stops its usual constant humming then, wordlessly asking what is the matter.

The only answer he has is a burst of wind that pushes him farther away rather suddenly. The light around dims and everything seems to try to make him leave. 

Why, he does not have a clue.

But after grumpily resisting for a while, he hears the tiniest sob he ever heard, right outside his safe space.

And once he spots the source...

A small and crumpled red figure, shaking on a burned flower patch.

He awoke instantly.

What greeted him was a world not yet fully awake, sun barely noticeable. Traces of the violent storm that must have lived through a good part of the night itched in the very earth.

He was truthfully soaked, cold water dripping from his clothes and from the branches above his head. The only warm source left being his twin, still huddled against his side and very much sound asleep.

Sleep was still slugging his thoughts but it did not stop Nightmare to notice something rather quickly.

Something woke him up.

And it was not a good kind of thing.

There was a strange "tower" slicing up his sight in two not that far from here.

There was a burned smell cloaking the air.

As calmly as a half awake mess could, he let his eyes follow the white-ish line pouring down the sky.

Until he reached the bottom.

Laying in a burned grass circle was something. 

Someone?

White and red.

Geno.

Time stopped and the daze vanished.

Nightmare sprang and ran to the other as fast as possible.

What happened? What happened? What happened ???

He skidded to a stop right next to the skeleton and confusedly stared at him.

The monster was unconscious, laying in a fetal position, all curled around his left arm. 

Arm that seemed… damaged.

His fingers were sprawled open, slightly shaking. The tips were blackened and rough. A red liquid seeping out of tiny cracks littering his fore-arm. 

What happened?

He carefully, oh so carefully, pushed him to rest on his back to assess the wounds better. 

Ice screamed along his back when he saw the cracks go up all the way to his chest.

Nightmare took a moment to steady his hands, which were shaking almost uncontrollably now, before pulling up the other's shirt.

He was greeted by the same mess as the last time he had bear sight of the ribcage. 

Looking at the holes made him feel near nauseous but he pushed past to observe if any new damage had been added when whatever happened happened.

The long crack line was barely here but it was here. Running along the thin ribs.

He quietly followed the path until it stopped right in the middle.

Nightmare sighed.

"It didn't reach his soul, that's good…"

His hands enclosed his skull for a second and a loud, loud, groan escaped him.

What exactly happened while he was sleeping…

A moment went by.

Full of hesitation and incertitude.

Until he decided against prodding Geno any further to try waking him up.

"Let's see how well it goes this time…"

He started by gently calling his name.

Then, when that didn't work, he carefully touched his good shoulder with the objective of shaking him awake, as gently as possible.

Now, that, that failed magistrally. 

But not in the way he thought it would. 

The grass was still wet and slippery.

And this whole situation made his movements a bit… hazardous.

His whole weight came to crush the poor injured man's rib cage, who, understandably, woke up screaming bloody murder.

Dream basically materialized right after, helping him sit back down on the ground and silently observing the situation.

They both stayed there, watching Geno curl up on himself and, for a lack of a better word, wimper. 

They wasted a minute to see if the other was conscious enough to not turn them into skewers.

He seemed so.

In fact, by the time the minute ended, the skeleton had calmed himself and was now sitting in front of them…calmly studying his damaged arm.

"Geno?"

He looked up, a lone eyelight, more red than he remembered, stared.

"Yes."

His voice was firm but weak.

Nightmare lost his words.

Dream chimed in for the first time of the day, shifting slightly closer.

"Can you move your arm?"

Nightmare watched with owlish eyes Geno raising his good arm to rub against the burned one.

He didn't answer besides a too large smile and a tilt of the head.

"Are you in pain?"

To that, he snorted.

"I'm in Spain."

"Meaning?"

"Super pain." 

The twins both winced before exchanging a glance.

"I know a guy downtown who could examine that if you would follow me there?"

"Absolutely not."

"Why?"

"It's noth' "

"Your arm is still shaking."

"Astute observer I see."

"Leaving it like that IS dangerous."

"I had worse and I'm still here."

"Do you actually have a good raison or are you going to continue wasting both of our time ?"

Even if the exchange had been full of calm and posed voices so far, Nightmare knew it wouldn't stay that way long with how it was going so he all but butted in rather ungracefully.

"Dream, brother, pal, do you remember that herb I chewed on that made me loopy for hours when we were kids?"

They had been exploring the neighboring forest at the wee age of 7 and found some "funny looking" herbs.

Nightmare decided it was his turn to taste test the new plant and he spent half a day feeling similar to the time he forgo sleeping for a week minus the tiredness and insensitive to most pains (they tested it).

Dream ignored him.

"I still remember where to find it and we both know our guest here won't go downtown without kicking, screaming and aggravating his wound."

If looks could kill…

His brother sighed before turning fully towards him.

"...fine. Go find some while I try to see what else we can do with what we have."

Nightmare glanced one time towards Geno, who showed no signs of interest in the current conversation and merely sat slumped on the ground, before breaking into a fast walk in the direction of the last known location of the loopy plant.

It didn't take him long to find some. 

The blue gray herbs that liked to grow under the berry bushes of the southern marsh.

Thoughts noisily attempted to scritch at the back of his mind but he skillfully tuned them and focused on the mindless task of tearing the herbs out of the ground, one by one.

Once the pile in his arms was big enough to last a few days if needed, he let his feet carry him back home.

The trip was over in a jiff.

Under the tree, rested Geno, his arm wrapped in clean white fabric. He had his eye squeezed shut, looking bothered.

Dream nodded once in his direction at his return and left without a word, to do who knows what downtown.

Nightmare didn't try to stop him and wondered if he would come back in a better mood.

"Geno, I'm back."

The monster nodded in his direction but stayed silent.

Nightmare held out his herbs and Geno looked at his hand warily.

"Eat, it will lessen the pain, I can at least promise that."

He watched the other's dubitative face but in the end, he shrugged and took the herbs.

The munching that followed was accompanied by such a grimace he couldn't help but chuckled.

"Come on, you drama queen, it's not that bad !"

"IT TASTES LIKE DIRT."

"Well…I mean… I didn't wash them so…"

Geno stared at him incredulously.

What. He gobbled so many down when he was a kid and he was fine. Others and their need for everything to be perfectly clean to be consumable. 

"You won't die from eating some dirt."

The injured guy just sighed and readjusted his position against the bark.

He sat beside him and let the other rest his head against his shoulder.

"It should start making effects fairly soon, bear with it for a moment.", he whispered.

A hum answered him but nothing more.

Geno was out like a light not even five minutes after.

end of chapter 14! Go to chapter 15?

@dragon-tamer-1 @shinechermont

Geno belongs to @/loverofpiggies Dreamtale, Dream and Nightmare belong to @/jokublog

#come down that tree! #chapter 14 #a bit longer than usual but by the end I was no longer feeling that inspired #pain is a good motivator XD #aftermare #Geno: has the weirdest trippy dreams ever #Night': enjoys his fluffy lucid dream #Dream: sleeps like a brick until he isn't #I now realize I'll have to write loopy Geno from Geno pov uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh #hope you enjoyed and have a good day!

[tenthrees]

I got lost and ended up hiking the wrong trail so I guess the moral of the story is I need to get lost more often?

#and i saw so many monarchs!! #but it was the weirdest trail i have ever hiked im pretty sure I dreamed it #I didnt even notice I was on the wrong trail until I got to the end and thought 'wait I thought this was a loop' #and then realized i told my mapping program the wrong trail name #my photos #h speaks #nature #for winter

[berenshand]

had a dream that there was a queen's thief TV show/movie and i really liked it except that the costume designers had costis wearing jorts the whole time

#the queen's thief #ever since i started these meds i have had the weirdest dreams man. #like not exceptionally weird. but like a completely normal situation with one very weird element. thrown in like. for spice.

[silvermoon424]

"Man, I've had the weirdest, most vivid dreams for years now, so strange haha"

*randomly looks up Seroquel side effects, a medication I've been on for depression for years*

"....oh"

What's even funnier is that I MUST have read this somewhere before because in my dream a few days ago someone was like "Yeah, Seroquel gives you weird dreams" and I was like "oh, that must be why I'm having a weird dream right now!"

The human subconscious is so fucking weird

#IT EXPLAINS SO MUCH #I HAVE THE WEIRDEST DREAMS EVER #so glad it's just the drugs I'm on lol #personal

[dreambranding]

like whats actually edating

#mind obviously went back to dnf like my mind always finds it here i'm in the dnf blog if i wanted to make another post i'd probably not be #doing it here Um anyway LIKE what is an internet relationship. the existance of a diferent medium means that what we understand by dating #is completely lost theres just not whatever courting or predating medium that kind of exist for people when they date? it obviously cant #develop naturally because the situation isnt natural but nature is dictated by what we're living #and dream more than george is peak new generation of chrnonically online tens #who have a difficult time adapting to social etiquete and well he also is unluckiest man alive but we're not talking about that. When we ar #forced to reinterpret what it means to be dating someone like the weird shift to not-friends we Theorize dnf Maybe coudl've had #makes total sense because its just not a common situation in the slightless. having a mayor key point of your life (figuring out youre #actually queer) be the talk of the month by a thousan people that Know making a joke at your expense will bring them attention is fucking #traumatizing #and that shit is just normalized by the context in which it is enacted????? AND WE JUST LET IT?????????AND NOBODY PAUSES AND THINKS WOW THI #IS KINDA FUCKED UP???????' #Dating is both a normative concept and a experience: we know what dating entailsbut we never actually #know how someoene else experiences it because theyre simply not us and thus we just dont know lol . anyway i lost the thread #dnf weirdest edaters ever i'll defend you forever

[mayoiayasep]

had a dream last night that ishikawa was getting cancelled on tumblr??? for what?? having dreams about his best friend being a catboy??

#dream talk #ishikawa tooru #horimiya #that was the weirdest fandom dream i have ever had #i remember what the post said even it was something like ''i dont know why people like ishikawa when he's done so many terriible things'' #i woke up this morning so confused what the hell #barely anyone even talks about hm on here anymore. the only character that got close to being canceled was hori

[blarefordaglare]

exposing myself for fun

I’m afraid of ceiling fans

like no joke they scare the crap out of me

#it’s like the weirdest fear ever #But I have a good reason #When I was like four my parents had one on the ceiling and I had a dream where it hooked me into the ceiling and when I woke up I saw it an #It was like “I will come back” #So now I don’t like them #memory #It sounds so goofy but it’s true lol

[yary-t]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Sandman (TV 2022) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/Hob Gadling Characters: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Hob Gadling Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Vampire, Strangers to Lovers, Vampire Dream of the Endless, Mortal Human Hob Gadling, Blood Drinking, Human/Vampire Relationship, Vampires can't get erections, Dubious Consent, With regards to the blood drinking not the sex, The sex is fully consensual, Suicidal Thoughts, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Morpheus is in a bad place emotionally, I did some googling but could not figure out whether I ought to tag this as PWP or porn with plot, These tags are making it look darker than it actually is

  Summary:

“Mate, you all right?”

Morpheus blinked at the man who'd addressed him, who’d extended a hand to hover near his shoulder, so close that he could feel the warmth emanating from it, but retaining enough distance that it did not send fire spiraling into him.

His brown eyes were kind, and overflowed with a concern Morpheus did not deserve.

This one.

#the sandman #Dreamling #dreamling fic #dream of the endless #hob gadling #my fic #Vampire AU #Look it may not be good smut #But it’s leagues above the purposely bad smut I wrote a few weeks ago #Btw if anyone wanted to write the Johanna POV sequel you’re very welcome to #I have exactly 5 lines of dialogue for that #Writing this made me recall #One of the weirdest feelings I ever had was once after donating blood in the morning #Sitting down and eating my banana #My vision going black on the edges #Everything going slow #I could feel myself slipping but I couldn’t summon the energy to tell my friend #Who was sitting right next to me #It took me minutes to muster up enough of myself to tell him to call one of the nurses #I finally managed to let him know I needed help #Everyone around looked at me and promptly agreed I looked beyond pale and called the nurses #They laid me back down and rose my legs higher than my head and suddenly I was fine #But if they tried to raise me to sitting it started up again #Had to stay down for like half an hour #Never again did I donate blood before lunch #tw: blood #See I said I'd be back in December #Barely made it but it still counts

[inhayara]

Ok. Let’s talk about elspeth McKinnon for a second here.

You dig up bodies and sell them even though your best friend (possibly lover?) hates it because you want them to have at least something good for dinner and sleep in a real bed for fucking once. Then this English dude comes out of nowhere and starts lecturing you on morals and damnation, but you’ve heard it all before and honestly HE isn’t sleeping in that urine-smelling grimy street corner so he can shove his morals up his sorry arse, and then you wheel over that fresh body to the surgeon (not a doctor, a mister, you remind yourself). You’re already having a bad day because now he’s offering WAY less than this body is bloody worth, but then he uncovers the barrel and the fucking body is a skeleton?? And you catch that flicker of smugness on the stupid Englishman’s face and you KNOW he had something to do with it, even though reasonably you can’t think of anything he could have done.

So you go back to the grave because you need a new body, this time with wee Morag, who you’re doing this entire bloody thing for, and she’s nervous and you really don’t want her there but she’s doing it for YOU goddamnit so of course you go with her and then! Then she activates the trap and the bullets and that’s it that’s it, she’s gone, and now you have nothing left. So you take her body and you sell it to the surgeon so she can have a fucking toast because you definitely don’t have the money for a grave, and you see the laudanum and think “yeah, that’s not such a bad way to go.” And you steal the laudanum and plan to toast Morag and die and if you do wind up in the same place (though you doubt it because you did sin and you would have sinned a thousand times for her, not that it saved her in the end) you’ll beg for her forgiveness because life has no fucking point to it anyways, and then the fucking Englishman shows up again?? With his Scottish tag along? And you really want to be done with it but then the Scottish tag along sees the laudanum and fUCKING DRINKS IT, OH GOD, and the Englishman just??? Doesn’t care??? And the Scottish one seems weird but still alive?? And also calls the English one angel, so there was something there you were right, but more importantly, the Scottish one just fucking d i s a p p e a r e d, w h a t, oh no wait he didn’t, oh no wait he’s. Small? Like pocket size? What. Is happening? And you’re mostly sure you’re hallucinating as the Scottish one makes some strange chicken noises and flaps his arms and then starts growing and growing and oh god-

And the Englishman just. Barely cares. And now the Scottish one is glaring at you from two stories up and yelling at you to not kill yourself, and you vaguely nod because it seems like a good idea when a giant Scottish maybe-man (?) is portending to you while the size of a church tower. And then he tells his Englishman to give you the contents of his wallet??? And it’s nINETY GUINEAS?! And all of a sudden you’re set for life as long as you “buy a farrrmmm and be good” as if you were planning on ever digging up bodies again with this much money, and the Englishman doesn’t even seem mad, so then you get out of there as fast as you can before the other shoe drops and the money disappears. And the next day you hope it was a really, really weird nightmare except now you do have ninety guineas. And no Morag.

#the elspeth mckinnon post I’ve been meaning to post for a long time #because fucking come on. she was just living in abject poverty with her probably lover #and then simultaneously had the worst day of her life and got way richer than she could have ever dreamed of #i mean crowley and aziraphale have made a lot of lives much weirder. but that’s gotta be the weirdest #and yes I’m including sister mary loquacious #she was fine in the end #yara speaks #good omens #crowley #aziraphale #elspeth mckinnon #the resurrectionists

[freebagels]

I've stumbled upon most curious concept recently

Because I talked with some friends, and they all seem to be aware of which language, while I haven't even thought about it before.

#tonight I woke up for a second to write down a single word before going back to sleep because even then I couldn't differentiate #and when I checked the word this morning it was гонорар and it can be either ukr or rus but it's also the weirdest word I could have dreamed #up. I mean I don't ever use it. I didn't remember what it meant and had to google it lol #honorarium

[nightingaletrash]

imagine if Millicent ended up with lasombra!Astarion as a childer. she wouldn't torture him, but he'd definitely have a fear of shovels and being clipped around the ear

#vtm #vtmnr #millicent rue #bg3 #astarion ancunin #astarion: i had the weirdest dream. i dreamt that i got whacked over the head with a shovel by some old bat. #millicent: ...alright that's it i am never shovelheading ever again #kara: you said that after you made amicia #sullivan: yet here we are with a new baby that you made #sullivan: look at him he doesn't even know where he is! #amicia: i could just kill him if you prefer #astarion: wtf?! #sullivan: ignore her she's just grumpy that she's not the baby anymore #amicia: i have a higher body count than you and kara combined #sullivan: sweet baby sister is no longer the baby i can't believe it #millicent: *reaching for the shovel*

[thwackk]

Could you give more lore about your Lego movie au? Sorry I just have brainrot over your doodles, I love your designs so much

I dont rlly have any lore, it was just a dream I had where everyone was there and it played out almost like a movie. It was silly, as a lego movie should be.

But there was also a main focus on batman and superman’s relationship specifically where superman is still pissed and personally hurt abt something bruce did years ago (I have no idea what he did, the dream withheld that info from me) and so bruce, suddenly deciding to be a part of the league and try to be friends with everyone and act like the past never happened, (im gonna say this takes place probably uuhhh a month after the events of the lego batman movie so bruce is in the process of changing for the better) made clark a little salty.

With him being the generally kind and understanding man he is, he tries not to make a big deal abt it and acts (mostly) normal to Bruce, but he does and says alot of subtle passive agressive things to bruce throughout, and they kinda buttheads with each other for most of the film (can I even call it a film??) This plays out in, 90% of the time, a comedic fashion because it’s just legos LMAO.

Flash and Green Lantern were there and were already a pre-established couple because of course they were, it’s MY subconscious we’re talkin abt here and it rlly likes to yell at me “WHAT IF THEY KISSED” when it comes to those two. Diana was there and so was Aquaman but i’ve never given him a design for this, (sorry) maybe i will someday. They were like the team mom and dad just a little bit, they were kinda the middlemen, break up the fights, Diana made them get along through threats and being scary, that kind of thing.

Hal and Barry (mostly Hal) were that annoying couple that like to give advice, or like everytime bruce and clark started ‘yelling’ (more like just aggressive talking) at each other he’d lean over to barry and say smthn like “see, now this is when they kiss” idk I just remember weird little specifics, I can’t remember the whole dream like plot stuff and what happens, i just remember this dream was LONG and VERY specific. Part of me thinks it was my subconscious way of yelling at Batman because he makes me so mad sometimes

#listen i love a slightly petty superman #it’s funny to me #but it’s so subtle like #he’s rlly good at subtly but ONLY in this specific way #asks #thankyou for the ask!! #at some point supes explodes and actually yells at bruce but with purpose #yaknow explaining that he’s still hurt and he doesn’t understand why bruce would just pretend something like that didn’t happen #idk what it was man i just know it was somethin rlly bad based on how mad clark was like oh my god #what rlly got to him though was bruce acting like he had nothing to apologize for and therefore didn’t apologize #to which bruce then gets the full realization it finally slaps him in the face and he feels terrible #he always felt bad but figured it would be easier to pretend it didnt even happen #i was frustrated when i woke up because NOT ONCE did i get ANY indication of WHAT EXACTLY bruce did to him #anyways this was one of the weirdest most insanely detailed dreams i have ever had #i’ve had some rlly fucking nuts ones before but this one takes the cake #third place at LEAST

[gabigabigabby]

i fought megatron and his army, killed declan rice in the process and dated jamie tartt all at the same time. WHAT

#dream talk #i have the weirdest dreams ever but i had so much fun????? #like it's scary but i felt like megan fox in transformers #also sry declan but you became the bad guy and i had no choice #dating jamie tartt was a wild experience #m talks