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thatoneitaliangirl · 10 months
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The Hat Man
(Just as an FYI, I change from past tense to present tense a couple of times. This isn’t a serious written work or anything, just a recollection of a dream so I don’t really care if it’s written that well, but I figured I’d give you a warning anyway cause I know stuff like that bothers me when reading lol.)
Long time no see! Sorry to my all of 2 followers that actually interact lol. But for serious, I am sorry for being gone for so long and not finishing things and leaving requests hanging. Its a bad habit of mine- I also got a boyfriend. We’ve been together for over a year now, and when we got together I kinda gave up fanfiction all together. I didn’t want to per say, it’s almost like I didn’t need it anymore. My Love took away my loneliness!~ But I still miss fanfiction lol. It just doesn’t feel the same anymore. 
I’ve recently started on Anti-depressants and ADHD medication and I’m starting to get back into the things that I used to love. I’ve been wanting to write again for some time, but just wasn’t sure what to and if I’m even capable of coming up with a unique thought right now lol. So, instead of coming up with something unique, I figured I’d tell you guys about the weird ass dream I had a while back. I’ve been thinking about it constantly and just had to tell the internet because spooks. 
I’m not exactly sure when I had the dream. It was a hot minute ago, like maybe 2 months or so? Before I go full into it, I would just like to state that, at the time, I had never heard of the Hat Man before. Which, now that I know, I’m surprised I hadn’t cause its right up my ally lol. But I hadn’t which makes this so much worse. 
My dream starts with me as a kid, maybe around 5 or 6. I’m wearing a long sleeve dress and I’m playing with other kids outside in the woods. It was Fall, the leaves where brown and falling off the trees and there was a nice breeze. I grew up in Florida in an area where there were no large forest like areas. The only thing I could think of this coming from would be an area by the neighborhood gazebo that had a bunch of trees we used to climb, but no matter where you were in it, you could see houses, it wasn’t very large. Anyway, I was playing with other kids my age and somehow I got separated from them, but I wasn’t scared or lost, I was just alone. I come across this large tree that looks a bit different than the others in that it looks older and maybe darker. At the base of the tree is a small wooden box, about the size of a jewelry or music box. It was made of a light colored wood and had very minimal carvings on the side. I remember opening it and then time rushing forward in the dream of stuff happening around the house and me blaming the Hat Man and nobody believing me. They would think I was lying to get out of trouble but eventually it got so bad that they sent me to a mental hospital. The Hat Man in my dream looked very similar to the descriptions of him on the internet. He was very tall and was wearing like a ‘50′s style suite and hat with a long coat and he had a red tie and no face. 
Time skips again but to the present. I’m my current age, 21, and I’m sitting in my room at the mental hospital talking to my therapist. She’s not anyone I recognize in real life, but she was really pretty I remember. She had long brown hair and was maybe in her early 30′s and spoke in a very kind and happy voice. She was discussing with me about how well I had been doing the past year and that the papers for my release had been signed, I just had to wait till morning. She was saying how she was so proud of me and how she was gonna miss me but she knew it was for the better. 
I’m not sure how any of you feel about the paranormal or spiritual stuff, but my family and I believe in it. I have this one family member who is very in tune with that kind of stuff and for some reason, she was in my dream. This is probably one of the reasons this dream freaked me out so much, because I literally never dream about her. I honestly can’t even remember ever dreaming about her, and so I felt like there was a reason she was there. What’s weird though is that I never actually saw her in any form, I just knew that it was her. In the dream, she was in the same hospital as me, just down the hall in another room. 
Later that night, I head to her room to tell her the good news, but I find her dead and run back to my room. I know that it was the Hat Man, and I begin freaking out that he was coming for me next. It was like he didn’t know where I was, but now that he did, he wanted to give me a warning. 
In the morning, the therapist comes in to get me but sees me sitting on my bed, rocking back and forth. I didn’t sleep the whole night and I just kept mumbling to myself that the Hat Man was coming for me. She was confused because I had been perfectly fine the night before and hadn’t had an episode like this in a year. Suddenly, there was commotion out in the hall, and she runs to the door and sees a bunch of nurses and doctors running into my family members room. She grabs the first nurse she sees and asks them what’s going on, and she just shakes her head. The doctors begin to pull my family member out of her room on a stretcher, but we can’t see her cause she wrapped in a pink blanket and only her arm is sticking out. An older nurse sees me standing nervously and shaking behind my therapist in my bedroom entryway and glares at me. She suspects me because I knew who was killed and later on they see me on the security cameras walk down the hall to her room, enter, and immediately run back to my room. Because of this, I’m put under lockdown. I’m not allowed to leave the room and they have someone watching me constantly. The therapist is in complete disbelief and is conflicted. On one hand, she’s known me for years and knows I would never do that, but on the other hand, she saw I was having an episode and there was a lot of evidence suggesting I was the murderer. 
For some reason, I’m not sure why, she decides to look into the Hat Man. Why she didn’t do this any other time while she was treating me is beyond me, but dream logic. 
She goes to this really large and old library and spends hours looking through books and records and news articles that talk about the Hat Man. Late at night, she’s sitting in the library alone. Just a single lamp on the table and the moon shining through large windows behind her are the only light sources. She sees something in an article or a book that shocks her enough to believe that this entity could actually exist and she calls me to ask me what I know. I tell her that he can only come for you at night and if your alone in complete darkness. Just as I’m telling her this, you see him walk past the window behind her and she runs out of the library. She spends the rest of the night in bars, diners, and other 24 hour spaces until dawn breaks and she rushes back to the hospital to see me. 
Somehow we figure out that my family member may have known something and was trying to protect me from the Hat Man, so she “breaks” me out of my room and we head down the hall to the murder scene to look for clues. We find a teddy bear that had a button to record but it’s missing the batteries. We quickly find some, put them in, and a message from my family member starts to play. All it says is for me to tell my aunt about the Hat Man and then I woke up. 
As you can see, this dream freaked me the fuck out. Not only because of how insanely detailed it was, but because of the family member dying, the message, and just the over all fact that I always felt creeped out at our old house and so this just confirmed in my head for that time that spooky stuff was happening. In reality it was all in my head OR SO I THOUGHT  but back to that later. Now that I’m typing this out, I realize that I had this dream at our old house so definitely not 2 months ago lol. We moved like 4 or 5 months ago- my sense of time is so freaking bad-
Anyway, I told all my family about the dream and they all agreed it was really creepy but that was kind of the end of it until I told my boyfriends friend. We were having a little game night and I don’t remember how the topic came up, but I ended up telling her about my dream and she was like, “Ah yes, the Hat Man. He comes to get you for not taking your ADHD medication.” And I was like WHAT???? She was shook I didn’t know about the Hat Man, and I was shook BECAUSE HE WAS FUCKING REAL????? Or, not real, but that the concept was an actual thing and I didn’t just make it up in a weirdly vivid nightmare. 
She explained a bit about him to me and I looked him up on the internet. What’s funny is that, while I have ADHD and have been diagnosed with it since the 2nd grade, I’ve never taken medication for it before until literally 2 days ago. So I just kinda thought that was funny. I’m sure somewhere in the past I stumbled upon a meme or a joke about the Hat Man and my subconscious just kinda filled him in there but I still have no recollection of ever hearing about him before. And while I’ve thought about this dream on and off for the past few months, I only really started thinking about it again because my family recently told me that there was something in our old house, more that what I had originally knew. Like I said, I always got a weird feeling in that house, kinda like I wasn’t alone even if I was the only one in the house. My cousin had told me there was a spirit of a little boy but that he was harmless. Still, I felt off about it but I just kinda chalked it up to me being creeped out over everything, even if he was harmless- not sure if I ever mentioned it on here before, but one day I was in my room, home alone, and I got out of bed cause I had to use the bathroom and I was watching a tik tok and as I looked up from my phone to grab my door handle, the knob was turning on its own and I decided that, maybe, I didn’t actually have to use the bathroom and went back to bed. My aunt told me it could have been one of the cats, but I didn't really believe that. And now, the other day, I’m told that there was something bad in the house that the family member that died in my dream found and it freaked her out. And guess what fellas???? The reason they never told me about it was because IT WAS IN MY FUCKING BEDROOM so moral of the story is, trust your gut, dreams can’t hurt you, and the Hat Man is real. 
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thatoneitaliangirl · 1 year
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Tired mama
i’m spending today thinking about how saber toothed cats ALSO probably had a potato form.  how they also had a stage where they were fat little babies with very triangle tails and tiny squeaky voices.  how they also probably play wrestled and failed badly at calculating jumps.
i’m going to fistfight god for killing them off before i could personally see fat potato saber kittens
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thatoneitaliangirl · 2 years
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Snape: [dying] tell Joe, i loved her
Harry: who's Joe, professor?
Snape: Joe Mama
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thatoneitaliangirl · 2 years
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Bro, it really is. I pay for the VIP every month even though I don’t play anymore- mainly cause I’m too lazy to change it, but also cause I have that mentality that I’ll go back to it eventually when my ADHD decides to hyper fixate on it again lol. But even with the VIP “advantage” you still would have to spend so much money to actually get anywhere. Like the VIP membership does nothing lol. You really have to grind to get anywhere in the game.
I stopped playing Obey Me! cause I couldn’t get past the 30 chapters, and now I’m see all this shit about new characters- I wanna crY WHY WOULD OBEY ME! DO THIS TO ME IM BROKE I CANT AFFORD TO PLAY YOUR GAME
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thatoneitaliangirl · 2 years
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I stopped playing Obey Me! cause I couldn’t get past the 30 chapters, and now I’m see all this shit about new characters- I wanna crY WHY WOULD OBEY ME! DO THIS TO ME IM BROKE I CANT AFFORD TO PLAY YOUR GAME
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thatoneitaliangirl · 2 years
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All the Archons including Paimon being named after demons-
I swear to God, if it’s revealed in the end that all the Archons we’ve become friends with are actually evil and their sad back stories are all there just to make them seem good and the Tsaritsa ends up being the good one for trying to take them down, I’m GOING to throw hands. 
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thatoneitaliangirl · 2 years
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POV: Your literally the perfect person for your crush in every single way, but your fat ☹️
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thatoneitaliangirl · 3 years
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Bro, same.
I wish I was Y/N
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thatoneitaliangirl · 3 years
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You gotta pull it towards the other piece and it breaks. That being said, I have never had a toblerone before-
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This is a serious issue…
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thatoneitaliangirl · 3 years
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“i could fix him” could you fix me instead? i’m suffering
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thatoneitaliangirl · 3 years
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Y’all ever write an x Reader that’s purely self insert and meant for your eyes only? Like, it’s so specific in what it’s about that you know it won’t make any sense to anyone else but you. And it’s got cross overs, and character plots from TV shows and movies that have nothing to do with each other- but somehow, in your brain, it makes sense. Like, you MAKE it make sense as you plan it out in your head for hours while zoning out. 
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thatoneitaliangirl · 3 years
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*September 1st on Tumblr*
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thatoneitaliangirl · 3 years
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Honestly, I know of the stuff she’s done, but I don’t really know /what/ it was. I’ll have to look it up. But I still really wanna watch it- I’ll do my best to find a *cough* not so legal way to watch it lol. But the characters and the stories themselves have had a big impact on my life, and the Wizarding World will always have a special place in my heart. Honestly, I’m getting sick and tired of all these people that I’ve looked up to throughout my life turning out to be shitty people. Youtubers, artists, authors, actors. Like, why can’t people just be nice and respectful?? It literally is not hard at it. It doesn’t even cost anything. Just be a nice person. Even if you don’t agree with someone, unless it directly impacts you, why should you care?? Like leave people alone lol. Let them live their lives. So what, your *random religion* and you don’t support gay people? Okay, then leave them be! Ya know? Like, you don’t like them, then don’t engage with them and let them live their lives. If your transphobic, okay, so? Like, just don’t involve yourself with trans people, why make a big deal out of something that isn’t even your problem. Just mind your own business! God, I don’t like people.
Hey, so they’re making a Netflix Harry Potter.
With that in mind, we’re all gonna remember that JKR is a terf who has literally been cited by legislators engaged in legislation that actively harms trans people, and we’re not gonna give her any more money.
That means not streaming the new show on Netflix, because regardless of how much influence she has on the production, she gets paid for it.
We’re gonna make the show flop. We’re gonna show Warner Brothers that we don’t forget (of course, how would we forget, it isn’t as if she’s stopped), and that their business association with terfs is no longer profitable.
It is NOT like Lovecraft, because Lovecraft is very dead and his works are in the public domain. By consuming Lovecraft media, you are not giving any money to old Howard.
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thatoneitaliangirl · 3 years
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Best birthday present ever hehehehe
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thatoneitaliangirl · 3 years
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thatoneitaliangirl · 3 years
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Mc getting annoyed by Jonah
Ever since I started Jonah’s route in Ikemen Revolution, I just can’t help but love the idea of an Mc that is more annoyed with his bullshit rather than flustered or slightly irritated, and Luka encouraging it, like-
(Disclaimer, this is not a Jonah hate post, I love him with all of my heart. Also, very slight spoilers for the beginning of his route and bad language-)
*Mc coming home to Black Headquarters after her first date with Jonah, looking irritated*
Sirius- “So, how’d it go-”
Mc- “I slapped that bastard in his smug, little FACE!” *Slams bedroom door*
*Black Army officers horrified*
Luka- *Grinning ear to ear* She slapped him? *Turns to the others* “She slapped him!! Oh, that’s brilliant! Mc, Vanilla, Chocolate, or Strawberry? I’m baking you a cake!” 
Mc- “Chocolate, FUCK strawberries!”
OR
*Both army leaders in the garden discussing whatever-*
Jonah- “Well, I beg to differ!”
Mc- *Slams cup on table* “Then BEG!” 
Luka- *Spits out his tea, points, and LAUGHS* “HA!”
Jonah- *Clutches pearls*
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thatoneitaliangirl · 3 years
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Happy Pride Bes Fwen /(^w^)\
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Happy pride! Drew some rainbow gore for it so
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