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ok wait my dream last night was kinda crazy
so it just started out as a normal school dream right. i was in my high school and i was stressed out because it was the first day and i didn’t know where my classes were blah blah blah. but then i checked my schedule and was like “oh yeah i forgot my next class is telepathy in the elite towers” ??
so basically it was still my high school but the elite towers from foxfire were tacked on for some reason.
so i took the elevator up to where the class was (yeah we have elevators, checkmate lost cities) and i met my teacher (random ass lady). she showed me around my dorm room which i was so excited about because it had a bunch of secret rooms and i was all “woah it’s just like sophie foster.” my teacher kinda paused then though and she was like. “you know about sophie foster?” and i thought oh shit sophie foster is canon here??
apparently sophie foster is fucking dead. which of course i didn’t know since i’d only read up to book 9. but i recapped what i did know to my teacher, basically just “everyone is still alive and they’re fighting the neverseen and fintan is still in prison.”
then my teacher checked my schedule and was like “hmm i see you have an inflicting class scheduled for tomorrow. well that might be difficult because bronte is also dead so we have no inflictors to teach you.” and i was like ???? how did he die? wait. “fintan killed him didn’t he.” and my teacher was like yeah… they sort of killed each other actually. (gay asf)
so obviously that was a bummer but guess what my teacher’s grand solution was!!! go to where sophie is buried and dig up her fucking organs!!!!! that way we can rebuild her and she can teach me!!! the dream ended as we were reconstructing her but i am still shocked at the fact that we were so ready to pull a frankenstein
#kotlc#my dreams#also sophie has genetically engineered laser inflicting so idk how well she would be able to teach me
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I had a dream where Good Omens 3 started airing and it was just so weird and out of character. By episode 5 Crowley and Aziraphale hadn't interacted at all, and most of the "plot" was just Crowley hooking up with all these random guys and girls. He was getting a reputation as some kind of a sex god in London. In one scene some guy was telling everybody how amazing his new lover Anthony is in bed. One scene was a pretty graphic sex scene. Why would my brain do that.
#let's be real my brain was probably just thirsty🤷🏻♀️#my dreams#good omens 3#good omens#aziracrow#ineffable husbands#crowley x everybody lol
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I had a dream last night that we hosted a "jpeg party," where everyone brought some sort of removable media with the most cursed image they could find. The winner for the night was a 1.4 gb image that, when looked at, removed your ability to pray.
Second place was a picture of something benign that was 3.4gb.
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I just woke up from a dream where I was watching a musical Hallmark Christmas movie where the main song is called "I Don't Want To Eat Anything Else Except Cigarettes". Besides that, I think the plot was that a woman went to her Italian family's house for the holidays at the lowest point of her life, and decides to learn the true meaning of Christmas by destroying all her possessions and becoming a cheese maker.
Also the cigarette song had visuals of her drinking(?) cheese curds.
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ANOTHER SONIC DREAM
You know how people are always saying how they have the most vivid dream where they fall in love with someone or they have a child and it's so realistic and when they wake up they're devastated because it wasn't actually real?
That happened to me this morning. But of course it wasn't about a person or a baby or what have you. It was about Sonic lol.
I dreamt I was rewatching episodes of Sonic Boom, and during my marathon there was an episode I hadn't seen before. In it, Sonic was really sick and groggy but he refused to get any rest. This of course made him only more tired, groggy and dazed. But that's our stubborn boy, right?
So anyway, during the battle Amy does what she always does, kick Badnick-butt. And maybe because Sonic is a little loopy, he gets overly enthusiastic about it
Then unexpectedly he just rushes Amy and full on kisses her!
And in my dream I'm screaming, I can't believe I'm watching this! The kiss is so comedically romantic and over the top, too. The background fades out, Sonic and Amy are floating and spinning, Tchaikovsky's "Romeo and Juliet" is playing, Badniks are flying in slow motion in the background and exploding into fireworks.
Then the shot fades to reveal that Sonic was JUST HALLUCINATING BECAUSE HE'S SO ILL AND GOT BRAIN FOG
But it didn't matter! It was a super well animated kiss in the Sonic show and in my dream I'm like "WHY HAVE I NEVER SEEN THIS? WHY AREN'T THERE GIFS OF THIS? WHAT WHAT WHAT" and so I rush on to tumblr to scream about it with you all.
AND THEN I WAKE UP. IT WAS A DREAM. A DREAM!!!
#i will never recover from this#my doodles#my dreams#sonic boom#boom!sonamy#sonamy#sonic trash#my art#sonic the hedgehog#amy rose#tails#miles tails prower#sticks the badger#knuckles the echidna#evay rants
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last night i had a terrible dream that someone had gone onto a wikipedia page i had edited and reverted all my edits, and on the talk page they were saying stuff like "Yeah [user] is always making edits to things they don't know anything about, citing unreliable sources" and a bunch of people were agreeing with them! so i went to the journal I had gotten the citation from and the article I had cited looked like an actual article but the rest of the journal's content was cartoon fetish art about human women being pregnant with crabs instead of human babies
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So I had a dream that a bunch of animals were migrating through a city and for some reason a bunch of horses ended up galloping through a ruined castle or something like that when they grew like huge, maybe 5m tall, and turned black with red eyes. Anyway when they got to the main city the streets were covered in water, maybe an inch high, except for random rectangles maybe 1m by 2m, which were deeper. Everyone got scared of the horses and tried to push them into the water, but then it turned out they could swim. One of them came up to me, I was wearing a skintight black bodysuit, and I hopped on its back and rode away. When we got to the ruined castle, I dismounted, the city exploded, and the horse turned into a human guy who was REALLY hot. He looked at me and said
“Congratulations. That’s every one of them now.”
Then I woke up.
@one-time-i-dreamt
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˚ ♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀Wanting you, under the Italian sun
You and Timmy have most been working hard. For the summer, they decide an Italian getaway.
[a little something that's been sitting in my drafts while i work on some other things, i hope you enjoy. I'm thinking of taking some requests, cause i'm lacking inspiration so if that's something you'd like, let me know and maybe, you'll get lucky]
The car dropped you off at your private villa for the weekend, the wheels rolling onto the stone.
You step out first while your beautiful boyfriend, timothee paid and took the bags from you. You both stare at the old but wonder ours villa which would be your home for the summer.
Timmy threw an arm around you shoulder, drawing you in and kissing your temple. It was an endearing move you revelled in. ‘Are you happy, amore mio?’ (My love)
You smile up at him. ‘Very.’
His lips Slide Over yours before leading you over to the door. You guys had already picked up the keys to the place by the owner. All summer, this would be your own private haven.
The two of you were hidden, surrounded by tall trees to shield you and it was at least a mile walk from the nearest town. You had a stocked kitchen, a pool for your own enjoyment and each other.
You and Timmy had only been dating six months, but it felt like the most blissful forever. Already you knew there was nothing more you could want, you had everything. But still, you both had been working hard over the last few months and knew to keep you both sane, you needed to escape.
You had been working hard on a movie you’re especially proud of with Emerald Fennell (the director of Saltburn). It was premiering at the end of the year and was a high talk of Oscar buzz, but it was taxing. And Timothee had been busy promoting dune two and preparing for Bob Dylan. The only time you’ve shared is surprising each other in different countries, stealing moments of hurried movements of bodies in hotel rooms and several hundred facetimes.
You'd both agreed to get away, knowing it could snowball into stress and terrible times. He was one of the biggest stars in Hollywood, a household name and everyone loved him. Meanwhile everyone was looking to you, a trend-setter, so what your next big move would be.
Italy, it would just be you.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀
You spent your first week sleeping in, bathing in the sunlight that came through the windows, left open for a cool breeze and curtains blowing gently. His hands would run over your bare skin, tracing marks his lips had made the night before. Then he'd roll on top of you and continue the evening.
His lips trail down your neck, biting and licking over a spot. 'Can't get enough of you.'
Then your mornings continue slowly. Sometimes you'd go for a walk around the countryside, or walk into the town and buy some flowers for the villa and Timothee would insist on buying you pretty things.
'A pretty girl deserves pretty things,' he always said.
So, when you brought a bouquet, you always spared a flower for him.
Most mornings, you'd be found in the pool while Timothee made breakfast, bringing it out for the two of you. You'd sit at the set table, next to each other, your legs stretched into his lap as he traced patterns on your skin. Or his head in your lap as you ran your fingers through his hair.
You guys talked, talked about anything. Your careers, your hopes and dreams for the future, together-obviously. You talked about books and poems and movies and family. It was so easy with him. And at the same time, everything was exciting.
Your bodies knew each other, and in the summer, with so much skin, you had many chances to explore each other, but you also explored each others minds, picking out anything you each wanted to know.
Timothee, on rare occasions, even on holiday, slept in. You spent your time admiring him, his lips parted with soft breaths and his curls fresh and soft. He was naked under the sheets but the white covers were pulled over his chest. He still had an arm draped over your stomach, but it was weak in sleep.
You slipped away easily, taking your books and making yourself coffee and heading to the poolside to relax in the morning glow.
Only half an hour slipped by before you boyfriend wandered out, in his trunks, still stretching out the sleep that held his body.
'Good morning, baby,' you greeted with a smile.
Timothee smiled down at you before urging you to shuffle to the end of your chair. He slipped behind you, legs on either side and arms wrapping around your waist. He kissed one the tattooed marks he left on you last night. That's what he loved about the villa, the two of you wearing barley anything. 'Morning, mon amour. How did you sleep?'
You lean your head back on his shoulder. 'Like a babe.'
He smirked, leaning down to kiss you. It was never quick with him, never swift. His lips were hard against yours, his tongue sweeping over your bottom lip to taste the coffee on your tongue.
You pulled back before you could lose your place in your book. But, you pulled your coffee cup from the ground and offered him some.
He took a sip and leant his head on you shoulder, reading over while his hands messaged your stomach and hips. 'Even on holiday you're working.'
'This isn't work, i'm reading.'
'About the architecture of Italy?'
'It's a beautiful place.'
He hummed. 'It suits you, beautiful place for a beautiful girl.' He wears a smirk as his fingers slide over your swimsuit and slowly slip under under it grazes your bare hipbone.
'Timothee,' you warn with the most conviction you could.
'What?' he asked innocently.
You peck him on the lips, pulling away and leaving him to chase them. 'You have a problem.'
'Yes, I do.' Slowly, he slides the book of the chair, leaving it to thud on the ground and he slowly settles you down, as he slides along your back, slowly taking the straps down with his teeth. 'Will you help me?'
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As the sun sets on your simple day, the two of you sit at dinner outside as always. You listen to Timothee strum the guitar he brought along, mumble along to some songs he'd learnt for Bob Dylan.
Then, he passed it to you, letting you strum what songs you knew from other movies you'd done.
Once you set the guitar down, it fell quiet.
'You know I want to marry you, right?' said Timmy out of nowhere. 'Not here. Not now. When it's right, for you.'
You look at him. You spoke about futures, but never had he said so blatantly that he will marry you. 'What about you?' you ask.
'I'll be ready when you are,' he says, gently brushing your hair behind your shoulder. 'And this could be our lives. Here. Every summer this could be our villa. You and me. Then one day, our kids. Then, when we've made enough movies we'll do what the old movie stars do. Retire, direct or produce a movie or something. We'd be like those cooky neighbours who throw the craziest parties.'
'Cheeseboards,' you suggest. 'Watching sunsets and sunrises, walking to town to buy ingredients for supper. Then complaining about the kids running around our feet while trying to cook.' you say, playing pretend for your future lives.
Timothee nodded, leaning closer to you, like he could see the future in your eyes. 'We'll hide away here, in the trees, and swim together, naked- when we're alone of course-' you laugh at his. 'and we can spend all day together, I'd get to touch you whenever I please,' his hands slowly caressed up your legs, careful and light.
You blush, smiling and resting your chin in the palm of your hands. 'All day every day touching you.'
'Could you think of anything better?' he smirked, lips brushing yours.
'Well, right now, a few things.' you kissed him and kissed him, thankful forever for the Italian sun.
#timothée chalamet#wonka#timothee x reader#timothee x y/n#timothee imagine#timmy#timothee x you#love#my dreams#timothee chalamet x reader
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Had a dream that I was being chased by Ghostface, and I knocked him out at some point I think, and when I pulled of the mask for the big identity reveal, it was one of the Property Brothers. Then the other one came rushing around the corner and attacked me, and I woke up.
#All dreams have meaning#my dreams#ghostface#scream movie#scream 1996#scream#slashers#property brothers#one time i dreamt#dream#horror#funny dreams
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#iamnotmutlu#art#my dreams#fypシ#artists on tumblr#photographers on tumblr#tavuklupilavv#bugeceicelim#superkursunaskr#sarhoskedi#cirkinkadininutopyasi#ahududuluvodka#ahududulugazoz#cute
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i kid you not i had a dream that THIS was the new cover for everblaze 😭😭😭
(keefe staring at the camera while sophie & fitz are jumping from the burning tower in the background. i remember being so mad bc KEEFE ISNT EVEN IN THIS SCENE 😭😭 all the memes about the unraveled cover have creeped into my dreams now are you happy.)
#obviously sophie & fitz weren’t drawn quite as badly in the cover in my dream but#my dreams#kotlc unraveled#kotlc everblaze#kotlc meme#kotlc#keeper of the lost cities#badly drawn kotlc#silly
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Bizarre dream from the other night
#guy legit just threw a molotov at me for NO REASON#I JUST WANTED A CREPE#it's ok i get it with customer service#one time i dreamt#dreams#my dreams#my art#tw bomb#just in case
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I want to make you the kind of happy, that when you lay in bed at night you're just like, "Wow, who even knew this was possible.
#quotes#feelings#love#emotions#thoughtful#relationship#romantic quotes#love quotes#wise words#hopless romantic#happy#make you happy#my dreams#my wishes#dumblr
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had a dream last night where i ordered doordash and tommyinnit was the one who delivered it but it was like a thing where he was inviting me to a video and then it cut to me helping tommyinnit with a stand up set to hard launch his bisexuality and there was a real tiger involved but we also had a stunt double for the tiger but she was like just a real person who was walking around with orange socks on her hands and feet.
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had a dream i was bestfriends with chappell roan and i was normal oak- so i made this
im not sorry
#they really shouldnt let me do these things#like#how did we get here#dndads#dungeons and daddies#dungeons & daddies#dndaddies#my dreams#chappell roan#normal oak#normally oak swallows garcia#normally ly oak swallows garcia#dndads s2#dndads legacy#hermie unworthy#herman unworthy#autumn rambling#🍁
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11:14 am . - April 7th
I dreamed I was in a room, standing in front of a chair. My hair was long again, so maybe it was a younger self instead of me.
“She’s gonna read your fate” I was told.
So a blurry-faced woman stood behind me, clutched her face and said in a sigh: "you're being left alone", "you worry me, you were supposed to be a messenger from God".
A third thing was said to me but once the dream glitched to another one I already forgot what it was.
Then I was in a pool, my arms were resting out of the water keeping me from drowning, holding a book that someone asked me to read at loud. When I was about to speak, all my surroundings got dead quiet, people and I looking at the ocean in front of us that was slowly increasing it waves, soon to reach us.
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