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Kinktober (24)- Hair Pulling
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Scarlet Witch X Reader 18+
Summary: Waking up in her variant's body, Wanda has one thought on her mind. Find her family. What happens when she discovers that in this reality she has a wife not a husband.
Warnings/Tags: Scarlet Witch, Dream walking, Fingering, Oral, Strap-Ons, Rough Sex, Light Angst
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Opening her eyes, the red slowly faded back to green while she took in her surroundings, the unfamiliar room catching her interest. Wanda noticed she was now in a bed, soft and gentle breaths coming from the person behind as she moved to sit up right. Her fingers didn’t hold the corruption of the darkhold in this variant, her fingertips free from the black and darkness that stained her hands. Magic still coursed through her body though, bringing a smile to her lips as she tried to get up.
A pair of arms wrapped around her middle, the witch now only noticing how she was in nothing, the only thing covering her body being the thin sheet that covered the bed. A pair of lips pressed a soft kiss at the base of her neck, travelling further up the skin till their teeth nibbled on her ear lobe, hands tightening their grip around her middle.
“Where do you think you’re going, love?” you rasped out at the shell of her ear, your bare front now flush against her back.
Wanda’s mind practically froze as you continued to press your lips against her skin, her body warming up at the feeling. Her variant was with a woman? Where was Vision? The boys? The darkhold-
“Come on love, I’m sure I could persuade you to stay,” you tease while moving your hand lower on her stomach, Wanda tensing at the touch, trying to ignore the heat building in between her legs. She was here to find her husband and twins, not to fuck whoever was currently in her bed.
“I have to go,” she mutters, turning around to see you, breath hitching slightly at the sight of you. You were the most beautiful woman she had ever seen; your body now being raked over by her green eyes that darkened with every second she looked at you, your hands cupping her jaw and angling her head to look into your eyes.
Maybe staying for a little bit wouldn't be such a bad thing.
“Do you?” you murmur, leaning forward slowly and claiming her lips. The kiss was intimate and passionate, something Wanda has craved to feel for so long. You moan when she kisses back hungrily, guiding you onto your back as you smile into the kiss, your fingers threading through her brunette locks and keeping her head close. “I think you could stay a little longer,” you mutter, her hands drifting down your body experimentally.
“I think I could too,” she whispers in response, her fingers now at your hip bone. Maybe it was wrong to enjoy the love and affection you were giving her, pretending for the moment that you were hers and not her variants. “What do you want, Detka?” the low rasp of her voice, accent delicately wrapping around her words making your eyes darken with lust.
“You,” the tone of your voice a breathy sigh as you let your head loll back against the soft mattress, Wanda busying herself with kissing your neck, teeth scraping the juncture of your neck sending a shiver down your spine. Your words make her groan against your skin, moving to kiss the top of your breasts while looking up at you, pure desire swirling in her eyes. “I need you to touch me,” your fingers softly scratch at her scalp, “Fuck me however you want to, just use me love.”
Your words awaken something primal in Wanda, moving up to crash her lips to yours, tongue sliding into your mouth and dominating it while her fingers swipe through your folds. Both of you moan at the feeling, her amazed at the abundance of arousal now coating her fingers while you moan at the way her fingers draw circles on your clit perfectly.
“Fuck,” you groan against her lips when she slides a long slender digit inside you, curling it perfectly against your velvety walls to have you squirming under her.
“You like that Detka?” she taunts, repeating the action and hitting the spots that make you see stars, pleasure clouding your mind. “Of course you do, you’re just a little slut for me, aren’t you?” A sinful noise escapes you as she increases the pace of her fingers, pumping them in and out of you brutally.
“Yes,” you sigh out, back arching when she slides another digit into you, stretching you out. Your hands move to her back, nails digging into the skin as she crawls down your body, littering it in open mouthed kisses until she reaches your core. Her hot breath fans over you, teasingly kissing around your thighs to have you whimpering under her. “Please,” she licks a stripe up your core, groaning at the taste of you, the addictive sounds pouring out of your mouth encouraging her as she continues to thrust her fingers into you, tongue now swirling around your clit, mouth occasionally sucking on it making you buck against her face. “Oh god Wanda,” your hands move to clutch the sheets next to you, knuckles bleeding white as she eats you out like she’s starved. “I’m going to come,” Wanda merely groans into your dripping core at your words, sending you over the edge as you scream her name, legs trembling around her head as you clamp your thighs around her, rutting against her face to ride your orgasm out.
“Detka,” she moans out when you release her, your arousal now coating the lower part of her face as she moves away from your core. Her eyes gaze down at you, her want and need for you not fulfilled yet. “Turn over,” her voice dropping an octave, you instantly rolling onto your stomach and moaning as you feel a strap on pressing into your ass. You look back to see her magic fading around the conjured-up toy, her kneeling behind you as she teases the tip at your entrance.
“Are you going to take this like a good girl?” she husks out, pushing her hips into you making an unabashed moan reverberate around the room from you. The feeling of the false cock hitting even deeper inside you, Wanda pounding into you from behind makes your brain cloud with the thought of her. One of her hands goes to your hair, bunching it into a makeshift ponytail and pulling on your hair, your head craning back as her hips snap into you.
“Yes, I’m your good girl,” you moan out, hands grasping at the sheets in front of you for support as she relentlessly thrusts into you. A grunt leaves her lips as she continues to snap her hips into you so hard the whole bed is shaking and smacking against the wall with each thrust. Your body writhes under hers as she drills into you with no mercy, desperate to make you numb with pleasure.
“Look at you stretched out and trembling around me,” she husks out between especially hard thrusts before looking down to see the toy being swallowed up by your needy cunt and groans at the sight. “Taking me so well.”
“Please,” you whimper out, Wanda never wanting to forget the way you sound when she’s fucking you like this. Her other hand moves to press her thumb firmly against your clit, your body squirming at her touch. She tugs on your hair again causing a lewd noise to be ripped from the back of your throat, her thumb never easing up from circling your clit. “Please can I come?” you whimper out, body buzzing with pleasure.
“Come for me,” she pants out, keeping up her pace of pounding into you mercilessly. A scream leaves your lips as you tense, pussy spasming around the toy as her name falls from your lips like a prayer, Wanda slowing down to help you with your aftershocks and not overstimulate you. “Good girl,” she murmurs, moving down to interlock her fingers with yours as she kisses along your back.
When you’re ready, she pulls out of you, magic dissipating the toy away and moving to cradle you in her arms, your face instinctively going to the crook of her neck.
“I love you,” you whisper, making the witch tense.
“I..” your finger moves to press against her lips to quieten her, not wanting her to say it back.
“Shush love,” You pull away from her neck to look her in the eyes, a hand cupping her jaw, “I don’t need you to say it back, I just want you to know I love you, in every universe.” Her brows furrow as she looks at you, tears forming in her eyes at the care and love in yours.
“How did you know?” she whispers, you just smiling softly at her before pressing your forehead to hers, letting her enjoy the intimate moment.
“My Wanda would never fuck me like that,” you tease, “She’s scared I’ll break, but it’s ok because I love the way she makes me feel. I love the way any of you make me feel.” You let her move to your neck, basking in the warmth there as tears threaten to spill, arms snaking around your middle and holding you as close as possible, desperate to feel anything but the pain of her reality.
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lucidpast · 6 months
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Crow Magic the Corvinomicon (2023), page 36
Crow Dream Control
The crow is able to traverse the barrier and enter the plane of dream walking. By befriending the crow, you may be allowed to accompany him and occasionally direct the journey. 
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evangelineshifts · 1 month
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The movie dream scenario is suspiciously shifting like towards the end with the norio
“Clear your mind. And this is the important step; set an intention for your visitation”
🤨🤨🤨
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hp-shippy-prompts · 9 months
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Prompt:
Teenaged Harry trips and falls back in time, but he doesn’t go to Hogwarts. Despite speculations otherwise, wizards aren’t really completely incompetent. Besides, where their own skills and deductive reasoning fails them, they have magic to make up for it, so Harry can’t just randomly jump into the wizarding world without being noticed.
Instead, Harry hides in the muggle world. He still sneaks into Diagon and Knockturne Alley to try to sneak a peak at books in the hopes of finding his way home, but he generally lives on the streets on the other side of the barrier, squatting in those historical buildings he knows survived the world war when the air raid sirens blare.
But even here, cut off from the wizarding world and trying to avoid notice, even here he can’t escape Voldemort - or Tom Riddle as he is now.
He dreams of Tom on occasion, visions like the ones he had of Voldemort a long time ago in the future. And after a while, Tom seems to notice him. Harry tries to pretend to be nothing but a construct in Tom’s dream, but Tom talks to him more and more, even starting to turn up in dreams that Harry recognises as his own rather than Tom’s.
And then, one summer, Harry shudders, glancing up to see Tom staring at him from the other side of the plaza, his lips quirked in a faint smile of vindication, of having known he was right. And now that he’s found the boy from his dreams, the boy he’s somehow connected to, the boy that is his, Tom has no intention of letting him go.
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lailoken · 1 year
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I had a dream on Hexennacht that has been really sticking with me for some reason. I dreamt I was wandering up a heavily forested hillside in search of a party I could hear in the distance and smell on the wind (WHATEVER could this mean...?)
As I made my way, I finally caught a glimpse of firelight through distant trees and heard laughing and talking, but once I was close, I found myself feeling extremely reticent to join in. I put on an Owl mask I had with me and stood for while and listening, but I ultimately followed my gut, which told me to keep walking into the darkness and pass the festivities by. As I started to shift my trajectory, however, I was approached by a woman in a purple gown (or maybe a shade of dark red?) riding on the back of a cow decked out with copious golden jewlery. She had olive skin and dark hair (either pulled up or cut short—I couldn't tell in the shadows,) and she asked me, "Are you looking for the party?" I told her that I had been, but was feeling inexorably drawn onward now that I was near. She smiled and said, "Sometimes you've just got to dance, but it seems like you've got important business elsewhere tonight."
Before we parted ways, she offered me a cabbage roll of some kind. I could smell that there was meat in it, so I let her know that I appreciated the offer but that I didn't eat animal flesh and she just chuckled and said "it can be vegetarian if you want it to be!" I was apparently less aware of the fact I was dreaming than her because I just kind of laughed awkwardly and tried to change the subject, thinking she wasn't taking my dietary restrictions seriously. So she said, "At least take the cabbage!" and handed me what had become an entire head of cabbage. Something clicked for me then, and I realized I was dreaming all at once and said, "Ohhhhh," before waking up.
I fell back asleep shortly after recording the dream and then slept like a stone the rest of the night with no memory of dreaming. I've been puzzling over omens and imagery and such, for some sort of deeper meaning, but I've come to the conclusion that I probably just had a weird encounter with another practitioner while Dream Walking.
So, to the friendly witch and her beautiful cow who I believe greeted me kindly in the woods—thank you for the cabbage!
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stickeykeys · 2 years
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DREAM WALKING METHOD
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!M.O.M SPOILERS!
this method is inspired by dream walking that is featured in multiverse of madness, I'm fairly sure this isn't a original idea so I apologise if someone's already done this, but this is my take.
Please know this isn't malicious or invasive like dream walking is! There are no negative or dangerous repercussions from using this method, if your worried please feel free to script that it isn't or whatever reassures you. This method is purely a way to focus intent on shifting and is only inspired by m.o.m.
This can be used as either an awake or sleep method. However this is preferred as an awake method? If you fall asleep know that's okay. Please know you don’t need a method to shift. This is quite visualisation heavy but you can always focus on thoughts, sensations, feelings and anything else that works for you.
Get into a comfortable position, sitting or lying, it doesn't matter; and close your eyes.
Take a moment to center yourself, moderate your breathing. Conduct a body scan, focus on your breathing, relax your muscle, let go of your worries and tress or nothing at all. Whatever you need.
Once you feel ready imagine that every time you inhale you draw energy from your surroundings. It gathers around your finger tips, forming a halo around you head, it casts a pallor of light under you eyelids. It swirls and dances, you can feel the power building. It makes you feel calm, comforted, peaceful.
In front of you, a book appears. What size is it? Is it ornate or simple? What colour is the cover? Try imagining this as vividly as you can. The pages start to rustle and move, brushing against each other softly as they open to the right page. A soft warm glow emits from the book, joining your power. It's comforting and makes you feel relaxed and safe. Slowly the glow begins to form an intricate web around you, endless realities sprawling out around you, connected by thin strands of pulsating energy.
The page opens to your desired reality, the intricate web of your power stills. Within your power, you can see your dr. Hold this image in your head, focus on any sensation to help with this final push and repeat affirmations as you begin to focus on your chosen reality, as you do it unfolds around you and begins to form into a scene.
You see you desired reality. What does it look like? What can you hear? what sensations can you feel? is there a particular smell? As you continue to observe the reality before you, you notice your dr body in front of you. What do you look like? What colour are your eyes? your hair? do you have freckles or dimples? They smile at you (or is it you smiling at you?), going to embrace you as you feel your conscious finally become aware of your dr self. You blink and suddenly you’re in your dr. Congratulation, you have shifted!
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Feel free to modify this to suit yourself, please know that nothing can stop you from shifting and there is nothing malicious about shifting, it is completely safe and ethical and not invasive at all! Nothing is holding you back, go and shift <;33
(also photo credit goes to @sweet-lulunstuff and @wiccantwav)
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pluralprompts · 1 year
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Submitted Prompt #51
System A and Person B have become pretty close recently. They are spending some downtime together at System A's home, after the two had a few stressful and late nights at work/school. Person B falls asleep. System A notices this, and stops whatever they're doing to place a blanket on Person B before they catch a cold.
Inside System A's headspace, someone new appears close to front. Headmate A.1 is busy controlling the body, finishing up whatever tasks are left before heading to bed as well. Headmate A.2, in co-con, notices the new member though! A perfect reflection of Person B stands very awkwardly, not quite confused but not quite comfortable.
"You must be a new factive! We do tend to get factives when we get to know someone a lot." Headmate A.2 says, greeting Person B.
"I... Don't know what that is," Person B says sheepishly. "What's uhm- what is all this? It's very... Interesting..."
They gesture around at the headspace.
Headmate A.2 grins, leading Person B around a bit. "This is System A! Well, our headspace at least. Oh, we're a bunch of people sharing a body by the way! Ask questions if you need. We've got plenty to do inside and out- this is the front, where you can control the body, but it takes a bit of getting used to. And we've got lots of friends too, like me- oh I'm Headmate A.2 by the way. Then there's A.1, A.3, A.4- wait, I should ask your name! What's your name, newbie?"
"I'm Person B. And wait- you're- we're inside... System A?"
"That's one way to put it."
"In their brain?"
"Yeah."
"... But I was in their house just a second ago?" Person B pulls a hand through their hair. "I must've fallen asleep on the couch. This is a weird dream. I always have weird dreams when I sleep on the couch!"
Headmate A.2 quiets for a moment as Person B tries to reason with themself. When their trail of excuses becomes mumbled and soft, they speak up again. "Okay, this can be very confusing for a lot of newbies, but you're... Not actually Person B, you're just based on what we think of them. You can only imagine those memories of being in our house from our perspective, right?"
"No," they answer immediately. "No, it's from my view."
Headmate A.2 sighs. "A.1, can we go check on Person B? This new member is a factive that thinks they really are Person B having a dream."
"Sure." A.1 is a person of much fewer words than A.2, clearly. Person B watches them, realizing they're staring at something almost screen-like. It displays a view of System A's house, and suddenly, there they are on screen, sleeping peacefully on the couch. A fluffy throw blanket is on top of them. That wasn't there before.
Person B stares at the screen. The other two are silently waiting for a reaction.
"Alright. That was fun, but I shouldn't be sleeping on the couch anyways. It's bad for my back."
Both headmates turn towards Person B as they speak. Person B waves, then pinches themself hard in the arm. In a poof of smoke, they disappear- and of course, wake up on the couch. It didn't really feel like waking up, more like they'd just closed their eyes for a few minutes. They sit up, noticing System A is now sitting on an arm chair and staring at them with wide eyes.
Person B smiles. "G'morning. Sorry about dozing off on your couch." They go to stand up, a light weight tangling around their legs. They had the same blanket from their dream on. "Y'know, I had the weirdest dream... Just now."
"Did it... Involve you jumping into my brain somehow?"
Person B nodded. "Always quick on the uptake, aren't you. But yeah it was so weir- wait how did you know that?"
"... Uhh... Shit."
"Wait – did that – was – did you see – feel – hear – me? In your head?" Person B stuttered, the reality of the situation suddenly hitting them. They prayed System A was joking and just hit the luckiest coincidental guess ever- but the mortified look on their face said otherwise.
"Yeah," System A said, eventually, voice so quiet it wouldn't echo in an empty glass.
Falling back on the couch, Person B fainted. And promptly popped back up in System A's headspace again. A.2 threw their hands in the air and shouted, "Welcome back!" And A.1 groaned – both internally and externally.
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mrpersikdream · 30 days
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How do i like and share dreams i liked so that the creators know to give me more of such content?
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dreamsfullofwoe · 9 months
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One time I had this bitch bent over the sink next thing she knew her head was banging against the headboard of my bed 😋💋💋💋
@pedropascalluvr836
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monsterinamug · 2 months
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Summary:
Dreams are windows into the lives of our multiversal selves. Steve and Peggy find themselves experiencing various vivid dreams, like they are reliving the life of another Steve and Peggy, from another universe.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Agent Carter (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, Wanda Maximoff & Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter & Wanda Maximoff Characters: Peggy Carter, Steve Rogers, Wanda Maximoff, James "Bucky" Barnes Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Multiverse, Dreamwalking, Captain America: The First Avenger Compliant, Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Destiny, Meant To Be
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Harry Hook x Black Reader - Once upon a dream - oneshot
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* Ah tryst = I promise
A/N; First quarter of fic takes place after D1, before Rise of the isle. I’ll let you know when the timeline changes/goes around the movies/books. Also I’m not nice to Mal in this so, if you like Mal? Probably won't like how I talk to her/refer to her in this heh, at least at the beginning, round the middle/end i get nicer and force her to have proper character development XD
(hair mb cuz i couldnt resist, totally optional styles i just made it for fun :3)
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Once upon a time, not so long ago, a king and a queen had a beautiful daughter; which they named, Aurora. They had named her after the dawn, for she filled their lives with sunshine. Unfortunately, Aurora had been cursed at her christening, to fall into a sleep-like death at the age of 16. On her 16th birthday. Only by the hand of Merryweather, one of the three good fairies, Aurora's godmothers, had the curse been altered in a way to save Aurora’s life.
For she would not fall into a sleep-like death, but into a death-like sleep, at the prick of a spinning wheel, she would be cursed to sleep as such until true loves first kiss. Her kiss came in the form of her betrothed; Prince Phillip, and the kingdom rejoiced when princess Aurora returned to them, awake and well.
For years after that, into Aurora and Phillip's marriage, into the creation of Auradon, to the birth of their children; Audrey and (y/n), they thought all was well. That the curse Maleficent had put upon Aurora was over and done with.
Only to find Aurora's curse had extended to her youngest daughter; (y/n). Somehow, Audrey had been spared the somehow inherited curse, but (y/n); upon her 16th birthday, would fall into a death-like sleep. Nearly everyone in (y/n)’s life, had tried to do something to prevent the curse, to end it before it even began. All to no avail, no magic in the world could overwhelm the curse of Maleficent, not even the high-fae herself, Fairy Godmother, could defeat the long-lasting curse. So Aurora and Phillip decided to make the best of it, showering their daughter with love and hope, not forgetting to do the same with their eldest Audrey.
And so, even after all the effort to remove the curse and save their daughter's teenhood, princess (y/n) Briar Fabel went to bed on the night before her 16th birthday, having celebrated it with her family, her friends, and the kingdom nearly the entire week before; she went to bed knowing she might not wake up for however long, until true loves first kiss found her.
Audrey snuck into (y/n)’s room minutes before midnight, climbing into her queen-sized bed and holding her little sister close. “I love you (y/n)” Audrey whispered, smiling with tears in her eyes as (y/n) smiled back, glancing at her clock, only five minutes to midnight. “I love you too Aud” (y/n) whispered back, hugging her 11-month older sister tightly, laying her head on Audrey’s shoulder, and taking a deep breath.
(y/n) and Audrey watched the clock with a pit in their guts, counting the seconds as the clock slowly moved towards midnight. Just a minute before, their parents ended, locking the door behind them as Phillip and Aurora joined their daughters on (y/n)’s bed “we love you, sweetheart, don't you ever forget that.” Aurora whispered, kissing (y/n)’s forehead and hugging her tight, Phillip sitting behind Audrey’s head and running his fingers through (y/n)’s hair.
(y/n) was surrounded by her loved ones as she fell asleep, her eyes fluttering closed as the clock hit midnight and her breathing evened out; her entire body going slack. Audrey pressed her face against (y/n)’s shoulder, holding back a sob. Phillip tested (y/n) to make sure she was within the curse sleep, pinching her cheek gently and attempting to wake her up. To no avail, the curse had taken over and his youngest daughter would be asleep until her true love was found.
“How do we even find them? Her true love?” Aurora sobbed as she sunk to the edge of the bed, desperately grasping her sleeping daughter's hand, the other intertwined with Audrey’s. “It was by pure chance we met that day Phillip, (y/n) hasn’t even met anyone she’s felt that connection with.” Phillip sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, staring off into space “I don’t know my love” Phillip whispered, leaning down to kiss (y/n)’s head before standing and walking around the bed to sit next to his beloved wife. “I don’t know…”
Hours later, the three good fairies arrived, all mourning the, hopefully temporary, loss of their dear goddaughter/great-niece. In their kindness and hope, they blessed the young princess with a new ability; to dream walk. Within her dreams, she could connect with her true love, her soulmate. They weren’t sure if it would work, but they would have to hope.
Harry was 17 when the dreams started. It was the night of the princess of Auroria’s birthday, he didn’t even think to connect the two events. He went to bed like normal, far past midnight and dead tired from the day he had. He didn’t expect to be-transported?- to some sort of dream realm; surrounded by lush, soft, grass, a comfortable sun blocked by a sturdy and full tree, and it almost seemed like the clouds were close enough to touch.
“Wha-is-“ Harry stopped midsentence, unable to comprehend what was happening. “Woah” he whispered, standing and spinning on his heels, stepping out of the shade from the tree and holding his hand in front of his eyes, blocking the sun from blinding him. “Where am I?” he heard a small squeak from behind him and he whirled around, eyes widening as he spotted a smaller form disappear from behind the tree. A girl.
“Oi, you!” Harry yelled, storming to the tree and attempting to see the girl, only for her to evade his eyes. “Hey! I’m-I’m tryin’ ta’ talk to ya’!” he reached out, catching the girl by her wrist, feeling a strong spark run up his arm and he suddenly released her “Ow” it didn’t hurt, but it was such an odd feeling that Harry just-said ‘ow’.
The girl gasped at his exclamation and spun around, her pretty eyes locking with his “oh-crap, did I hurt you?! Im so sorry!” Harry just stared at her, she definitely wasn’t an isle kid, not from how she was dressed. A soft off-shoulder top and sleep shorts, all too brand new looking to be from the isle. Plus they were blue and pink, not isle colors. “Where are we?” Harry asked, voice stern, her pretty eyes and heavenly voice wouldn’t throw him off.
The girl stuttered for a moment, and Harry could swear he had seen this girl before….wait a minute-“my-my dream realm? I suppose? I-I inherited my mother's curse and-um, well-“ the girl tried to explain, twiddling her fingers as Harry stared at her. She was Princess (y/n), daughter of Aurora; the girl rumored to have the same curse her mother did, the curse of eternal sleep. “Yer tha’ princess, ain’t yeh?” Harry said, interrupting her explanations, which were being heavily stuttered out and fumbled over.
(y/n) slowly nodded, holding her hands in front of her pelvis, her cheeks just slightly flushed. “Cool, wha’ tha’ fuck does this gotta do wit’ meh?” Harry snapped, curling his lip a bit as (y/n) flinched back just slightly. He grimaced, shit-for once he didn’t mean to scare her. Harry took a deep breath, rubbing his face, just realizing he was wearing the clothes he had worn to bed, a simple long sleeve and some sweatpants. His gloves and hook were nowhere in sight.
“Um-well…my-my fairy godmothers, the three good fairies…I assume you know them?” Harry nodded at (y/n)’s guess, and she continued “Well, they uh-helped out? You know how my mother's curse was broken?” Harry nodded again “Okay-um, well, i-don’t think? I ever found my true love before my birthday, which is today-” Harry muttered out a small ‘happy birthday’ and (y/n) smiled, sending flutters through Harry’s body ‘stop it brain, not funny’ Harry scolded himself, but he continued to listen to (y/n)’s explanation “-thank you-And well, I can't exactly look for or meet my true love while asleep so…my godmothers kinda edited my curse to let me…..meetmytruelovewithinmydreams” (y/n) was fully embarrassed now, this boy, this-very very pretty boy, she had just met within her dreams, was her true love; her soul mate. And she just admitted that to him!
Harry took a moment to realize what she had said, then his entire body started to heat up. “you-me-us-wha’?” Harry’s voice cracked as he spoke, pointing between (y/n) and himself, thanks to his lil’ sister, he had learned how to decipher fast talk easily, so he heard every word. (y/n) nodded, burying her face in her hands “I didn’t expect it to be so soon! I’m sorry! You’re probably disappointed or-or…I don’t know, you probably had plans different than being the soulmate of a cursed princess” (y/n) muttered, looking up to see Harry…well basically blue screening. “um-are-are you okay?….” (y/n) realized she didn’t know his name. “um-“
Before she could ask, Harry started to babble, in a very thick Scottish accent. “Ye? an' me? that-eem a villain! villains dornt hae true loves! this-fuck-fuck fuck fuck!” the boy paced back and forth in front of her, moving about to round the tree. “FUCK” (y/n) stepped back, suddenly fearful of Harry, he seemed…not all there? If that was the right word, and…now she could easily say he wasn’t of Auradon, or at least not of the main states.
Wait did-did he say villain? “You’re from the isle?” (y/n) asked, tilting her head, suddenly more curious than scared. Harry turned on her, eyes flashing just slightly. His lip curled “Ye got a problem wi' 'at?” (y/n) shook her head! “Not at all! You guys are just kids, like me, who were forced to pay for your parent's crimes! I wholeheartedly agreed, and still agree, with Ben’s plan to bring you guys to Auradon. You deserve to not be judged for what your parents did” Harry stared at (y/n) in awe, then he perked his brow “'en wa did ye soond surprised?” Harry asked, crossing his arms, smirking as (y/n) tried to hide a devious smile “eh?”
“My grandmother is going to be so pissed and I for one cannot wait to see her implode” (y/n) said with a gentle, yet sinister, laugh. Harry tilted his head just so; this princess was not at all what he thought she was like. He was expecting some stuck-up priss who had never had a bad day in her life, yet….yet she was kind, empathetic, and had a tiny mean streak, even if it seemed to be aimed at her grandmother.
“Oh!” (y/n) gasped, tapping her fist into her palm, making Harry perk up “May I have your name?” (y/n) asked, and Harry tsked, waving his finger “ah ah~ Ah ken 'at fae jobby princess, ye mauna hae it but ye main ken it...H’arry, H’arry H’ook” (y/n) laughed, holding her cheeks with a bright smile “I didn’t mean it like that, but I get it. And it’s nice to meet you Harry, I think we’ll be seeing a lot of each other until…well until I wake up” (y/n) ended with a sad mutter, knowing Harry might not get off the isle for a while, and who knows if he could convince anyone to let him see her.
Harry hummed, reaching out and tipping up (y/n)’s face, a soft smile on his face “Nae weel make mah way tae ye princess, Ah tryst. an' pirates dornt break promises.” In just a few minutes of knowing (y/n), he had felt an intense protectiveness for her, must’ve been that true love shit the bore-a-don people always spewed. (y/n) smiled, and he grinned back, his dimples on full display. “you have a very pretty smile” (y/n) laughed, and Harry tilted his head, a bit embarrassed.
“Thank ye, you too” Harry whispered the last bit, releasing (y/n)’s chin and rubbing the back of his head. (y/n) laughed again, admiring his dimples and Lil fangs. “So,” (y/n) started, walking forward and past Harry, sitting under the shade of the tree, hands in her lap. “If we’re going to be in this little realm with each other for a long while, might as well get to know each other, right?” Harry nodded, walking over to (y/n) and sitting down across from her, running his hands through the soft grass.
“So,” (y/n) started again, pausing after a moment “…I have no idea how to start this” Harry laughed, loud and unafraid, letting himself relax in his apparent true love's presence. He lay down, hands behind his head “I'll start 'en, favorite colur?” (y/n) grinned, resting her chin on her intertwined fingers and leaning towards him “lilac and red! I wear blue the most though, red is a statement color for me but I’ve always loved how it looked, stole my dad's cloak all the time too” Harry glanced down at his crimson long sleeve and snorted.
“Mah main color is red, an' Ah wear it aw th' time.” Harry said, chuckling as (y/n) gasped,  her hands going into her chest “That’s-…not a coincidence but-funny! Heh, my mom was blue slash pink and my dad was red, and now I’m the same, and you’re red!” Harry laughed, of course, everything had to parallel didn’t it?
They went back and forth through the rest of the dream, favorite foods(of what one of them had access to at least), drink, song, dance, style of shoe (they both liked boots), fashion sense, make-up preference, friends, family, anything they could talk about they did. And soon the sun got brighter until it nearly bled the realm out of existence “I think you’re waking up” (y/n) said, knowing she wouldn’t, and would be left alone till Harry fell asleep again.
Harry sat up, taking (y/n)’s hand “Nae weel be back tha' moorns nicht necht hen, Ah tryst. dornt ‘hink Ah got a choice anyways.” Harry snorted, and (y/n) looked just a bit comforted. At least she would have Harry to save her sanity. Her mother always said the sleep felt like a void, floating there; hearing and feeling everything around her, but unable to do anything, until Phillip came to the rescue.
Now she had something to look forward to, her true love visiting her in their dreams. Harry smiled again, the world around him getting so bright he had to close his eyes, and when he opened them, he was back in his bed, drool soaking his pillow and feeling well-rested for the first time in years.
“Holy fuck” Harry grunted as he sat up, yawning and cracking his neck as he stretched. He looked down at his hands, then looked out the porthole to see Auradon. "Ah cannae believe aam sayin' thes...but nae weel sae ye princess, Ah tryst” He sat there for a good minute before finally getting up and getting dressed, going out into the isle as the sun started to rise on the horizon. He debated telling someone about the princess, his first thought was Harriet, his sister; he decided he was going to, but not yet.
His second thought was Uma, his oldest and greatest friend. He knew he could trust her with this, so he ventured off towards the chip shop. He hopped up the steps and pushed open the saloon-style doors, looking around for the teal-haired girl. He jogged up to her as he saw her setting up one of the tables, it was just minutes before opening. He grabbed the crook of her elbow and dragged her towards the stairs that led to her upstairs bedroom. “Harry-what the hell! I’m trying to open!” Uma whisper-yelled, not wanting to wake her mom up. Harry shushed her, pulling her into her room and locking the door behind him “Har-“ he covered her mouth and Uma stared at him in shock, pushing his hand away angrily “How fucking dar-“ he made a small hand motion, telling her to quiet down so he could speak, Uma seethed, “Harry-“ Harry shushed her, pouting as she shoved his hand down “don’t you-don’t shush me!” Harry sighed, rubbing his face “I’m tryn’ ta’ tell ye somethin’ Uma, just-lemme-okay that ain't funny” Uma started to mock his previous shushing motions and noises, smirking as Harry groaned.
“Okay, okay” Uma chuckled, crossing her arms and leaning back on her heel “what did you want to tell me?” Harry took a deep breath, trying to figure out what to tell her. “um-well. Ye-uh?” Harry pursed his lips, rubbing the back of his head. how the fuck was he going to explain this? “Harry?” Uma made a motion for him to hurry it along, twirling her wrist around as Harry puffed his cheeks and tapped his foot. “come on, I gotta get to work.”
“Okay-I’ll just get to tha’ point. Yeh have ta’ believe me okay? I swear to the gods im not lying” Harry stared right into her eyes, and Uma took a step back. Oh shit, he was serious. “i-yeah. I gotcha-Harry, is something wrong?” Uma asked, now worried but Harry just shook his head. “no-no I’m fine. It’s um…so yeh know tha’ princess? Beauty’s youngest right?” Uma nodded slowly “well um-….fuck okay, she was in me dream last night” Uma snorted, really, he was all worked up over a lil princess crush? Even Mal had one on some princess she forgot the name of a few years back. “and?” Uma teased, her smile dropping as Harry just frowned at her “Uma, I mean-I was in her dream, after she feel into tha’ curse. We met-once upon a fuckin’ dream. Uma. She was fully aware of everything. I was aware of everything. It wasn’t a dream; it was some sort of separate realm where she could talk ta’ me….ye’ realize what that means righ’?” Uma just stared, yes she knew exactly what that mean.
“you’re her true love” Uma whispered, her hand against her cheek in awe and shock. Being the daughter of a sea witch/goddess meant Uma had a lot of knowledge of magic, nearly every type. Ursula was a bad mom but she wasn’t a bad teacher. So she knew exactly what Harry meant about being in a shared dream. “a princess and a pirate….oh my god, that girls gonna be asleep for a while” Harry pouted, crossing his arms; but relieved Uma didn’t react badly.
“What am I gon’na do?” Harry asked, a pit setting in his chest as he realized, he had no way to get to you. Yes, he was a villain, but. Fuck. You were already so dear to him after only one dream. Fuck fuck fuck! Uma just stared at him, then sighed; reaching out and patting his shoulder “I don’t know Har, but whenever we bust outta here, I’ll lie about you’re whereabouts” she teased and Harry smacked at her, continuing to do so as she turned and ran out of her room. “okay okay! now help me open!” Harry sighed, getting one last bap on the top of Uma’s head and setting his hook on the long table in front of the kitchen, grabbing sets of chairs off the tables and helping Uma finish opening the chip shop.
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Harry slowly blinked as he once again ‘woke up’ to (y/n)’s dream world, sitting up to see her, laying against the tree; humming something under her breath. He liked her voice, it was pretty. He stood, making his way under the shade of the tree and plopping down next to her. “Harry!” (y/n) gasped as she realized his arrival, looking as if she wanted to hug him but didn’t want to push his boundaries “you’re back!” Harry smiled, leaning against the tree and nodding “Aye, told ye’ I would be, did ye really doubt me?” Harry said softly, tilting his head as (y/n) shuffled around on her knees to face him.
“i-I didn’t know if this was a lasting thing actually” (y/n) said with a nervous chuckle, twiddling with her fingers as Harry got a good look at her. Tonight she was wearing something different, a simple t-shirt and calf-cut sleep pants. Either she could change what she wore within the dream or someone changed her in the real world. He didn’t bother to ask though, that was probably a bit…personal. (y/n) continued to babble about the dream-realm spell and Harry absentmindedly listened, resting his elbow on his knee and then his chin in his palm.
“(y/n)?” Harry suddenly said, and she turned to him, tilting her head just so “Ah dunnae kinn ‘ow lon’g it’ll be before I get off the isle…if ever.” Her smile dropped a bit, and then she shrugged “that’s okay, I’ll wait for eternity for you…oh my gosh that sounded so-ah! I’m sorry! that might’ve been too soon; I mean-we’ve only known each other for like-a day! And im talking about you, to you, like that!” (y/n) squeaked, her face blazing as she patted her cheeks, squishing her lips between her palms.
Harry just smiled, reaching towards her and curling a loose bit of her hair around his finger “nae, is sweet, we are connected after all. Is only natural yer already feelin’ like this, I mean-yer parents did the same eh? Though in like-five minutes, we’ve had a day…well night; not that that’s any better honestly, but eh, true love n all that fairy tale shit.” Harry chuckled. (y/n) sighed, carefully taking Harry’s hand and uncurling the strand of curly hair from his finger. “thank you,” she whispered, smiling sweetly at him “thank you.”
He laughed softly through his nose, curling his fingers around hers and kissing her knuckles “yer welcome princess”
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Nearly three years, three years of dreams; Of getting to know princess (y/n) Briar Fabel. Three years of Harry steadily, and genuinely, falling for her. For her sweet voice, her kind heart, her soft smiles, the crinkle in her eyes when she laughed, her enthusiasm in her voice when she spoke, the passion she held for her family, the seemingly infinite love she held in her wee heart.
Fuck. He was a pirate, son of the cruel and heartless Captain James Hook, first mate of Uma, the boy who had sworn he would never fall in love. Had fallen in love, and hard; for the sweet princess in Auradon, who waited for him to find her, and wake her up. And he promised he would, no matter how long it took.
Finally, he got that chance. Two years and three months later, after the dreams started; Mal and her gang had returned to the isle for some reason or the other, he had vaguely heard something on the tv about some sort of sleeping spell. But he didn’t know how dire the situation was until Carlos told Uma who was behind the new spell. “Cast by Audrey, sleeping beauty’s daughter” He grumbled out, eyes locked onto the ember held tight in Uma’s hand. Uma pursed her lips, glancing back at Harry. (y/n)’s sister had caused all this?
“so the good guys, the bad guy?” Uma chuckled, fiddling with the ember in her fingers, tilting her head as a devious thought came to mind “I might not give it back…see what happens” Harry licked his lips nervously, he knew what Uma was playing, she was trying to make Mal, make a deal. The ember for the isle kids freedom. And he hoped to the gods it worked.
When Mal didn’t agree, Uma held it over the water, threatening to take Mal’s one shot of saving Auradon away with just a singular action. Mal panicked, holding out her hands and telling Uma she had a deal. Uma smiled, sticking her tongue into the side of her cheek as Mal demanded the ember once again. “Nah” Uma chuckled, sticking the ember into her shell and crossing her arms, tilting her head dangerously at Mal who seethed, “I think I’ll keep it, for now. Because if you think I trust your ass to save Auradon? By yourself? Think again.” Uma turned on her heel, winking at Harry. And Harry smirked back, he knew what she was doing. Keep the ember, find (y/n); leave Auradon to rot after freeing the isle.
But things didn’t turn out that way, as the villain kids traveled through Auradon city in search of Audrey, then Ben, then Audrey again. He found himself wanting to stay, because; hey, if (y/n) lived here and liked it, it couldn't be all bad right? But….But then Mal revealed everything. Her lies, her betrayal, the plan. No kid would ever leave the isle again, no one would go in or out. Not even the barges. No food, no trash, no Auradon leftovers.
Mal had betrayed the isle, the kids still there. Just to protect her prissy, prim perfect life there. Without even thinking about what could happen in turn. He and Uma left, abandoning the girl who had taken their trust and crushed it in her fingers the second they turned their backs.
She didn’t deserve their help, she never had. Not when she had never learned her damn lesson about being good. Mal called after Uma, barely even trying to make Uma stay, or beg for her help. Just pitiful tears and pathetic cries. “Uma” Harry rasped out, his voice trapped in his throat, a pit setting into his gut “what…what about” he couldn't even finish his sentence. Uma stopped for a moment, looking up at him “do-do you know where she is?” Uma asked, her head tilting just so.
Harry pressed his lips together, in all those dreams together, he had never thought to ask about where she was. “i-fuck” Harry cursed, feeling tears burning in his eyes as he hit his forehead with the palm of his hand “fuck! FUCK!” (y/n) was going to be trapped forever, in a cursed sleep, under the rule of her now evil sister. “she-fuck-she might be in ‘er parents castle? But I have no idea where tha’ is!”
Unbeknownst to them, Audrey stood above them in the spires of her family's castle, eyes narrowing as she felt an odd….magic, coming from him. it wasn’t his, but more-something else letting her know he had a connection to something. The scepter glowed in her hand and her eyes widened. Wait a minute, wait a fucking minute! She knew that magic! It was the same magic that saved her mother and sister, it was the connection between the cursed and their true love.
This pirate was her sister's true love. Audrey’s mouth went dry, the scepter in her hand flickering out for a moment. Should she risk her victory for her little sister? Who had been asleep for the last two years?  The one she missed so dearly? For just a moment, Audrey nearly dropped the scepter, then something took over again, her eyes flashing with a vivid green.
No. she wouldn't let her victory, what she deserved; slip from her fingers just for some-sleeping girl. Audrey glared down at the two pirates, watching as Mal came running up behind them in tears, Audrey smirked; ohh Mal’s cries when Audrey had turned Mal’s friends to stone had been so, delicious, a fitting revenge for stealing Audrey’s friends and boyfriend two years ago.
She couldn’t help but laugh as the pirates just, walked off. Not caring at all for Mal’s pitiful pleads. Audrey glanced back at the young vk she had kidnapped to help her take Mal down another peg and tugged the girl into her arms. She sent lightning into the sky, Celia screaming form the sudden noise reverberating in her ears. “Celia!?” Mal called out, recognizing her voice “Mal!” Celia sobbed out, truly terrified for the first time in years. Uma heard Celia’s cry and turned, she wasn’t going to let a vk get hurt because of Mal’s stupidity, not on her watch. Harry followed close behind, grabbing Uma’s arm and stopping her from getting blasted by a stray bolt of lightning. “shit-thanks” Uma breathed, patting his arm and running into the fray, watching as dragon Mal helplessly tried to match Audrey’s attacks, but her weakened magic was no match for Audrey’s command of the scepter. “she doesn’t stand a chance on her own” Uma muttered, the dew from the grass below her swirling up and around, Harry took several steps back; watching in awe as Uma summoned lightning from the sky, more powerful than Audrey’s, and struck right next to Audrey, making her release Celia in shock and the young vk stumbled away and off the spire she had been held captive on.
“shit-Celia!” Uma screamed, Harry already bolting towards the falling girl, and with Uma’s help; he was able to catch her safely, pulling her away from the intense battle the three girls had begun. Fire, lightning, and blasts of magic; all created a horrific battle the pirate and Ceila had to dodge multiple times to not get hurt. But finally, after Uma trapped Audrey within a bubble, and Mal had dropped the still dull ember; they defeated her. Audrey screamed as Mal commanded the scepter to her, the scepter having no choice but to listen to its bloodline and ripping away from Audrey’s hand “im sorry Audrey but this Is for your own good!” Mal yelled, twirling the scepter in her hands, which was trying to corrupt Mal’s mind in the moments it sat there, and slammed it into the ground; breaking the dragon's eye and sending a shockwave that blasted everyone back.
Harry held tight to Celia, groaning as he hit the grass with a loud *thump*. “ow” he rasped out, letting Celia go as she pushed out of his arms and ran towards Uma, who was rubbing the back of her head where it smacked on a piece of the stone wall. Mal stumbled to her feet, limping over to the knocked-out princess “Audrey?” Mal whispered, cupping Audrey’s cheeks and shaking her slightly “Audrey? Fuck-oh shit” Mal ruffled her hair, staring down at Audrey in terror “fuck-“ Uma stood, striding over to Mal and staring down at her, arms crossed “What’s wrong?” Uma asked, the only concern in her voice was for Audrey. Mal looked up at her, panicked tears in her eyes “breaking the scepter rebounded the spells on Audrey-the sleeping spell she cast-I can’t wake her up”
Uma hummed, glancing back at Harry who was slowly making his way toward the girls “welp…. that's fucked” Mal grumbled, curling into herself. Suddenly she looked up, seeing three small lights flying towards them “oh-shit” Mal cursed, standing on wobbly legs “it's the fairies” Harry’s head snapped up, eyes locked onto the multi-colored lights. The three good fairies transformed into sparkles which formed into their larger humanoid forms “oh goodness gracious!” the red fairy, Flora, if he remembered correctly, gasped; rushing towards the sleeping Audrey “oh that wicked Maleficent, of course she would trap her scepter”
As Flora talked with Mal about removing the sudden curse, Harry squirmed as he noticed Fauna and Merryweather staring at him, both with wide eyes of realization. “you~!” Fauna gasped, flying right into Harry’s face, wand held tightly in her hand “you! You, you, you!” Uma immediately understood what Fauna meant, while Mal and Celia looked very confused. Flora turned, brows raised in slight confusion and annoyance “Fauna! We-oh my goodness!” Harry stood pin-straight as Fauna and Merryweather examined every bit of him, pulling at his clothes and poking his hair “oh you two-stop it! Come come, she is just inside!”
Harry felt his heart skip a beat, and before he could even speak; Uma pushed him towards the castle. “Go you idiot! She’s been waiting long enough!” without another word Harry bolted off towards the castle, leaving a very confused Mal and Celia; to which Uma and flora explained the situation, Fauna and Merryweather leading Harry through the castle courtyard and into the main hall; up several sets of stairs, and through three long hallways. Until he was in front of a beautifully decorated door, (y/n)’s name inscribed in the gold plating on the front of the dark oak wood.
“Go on” Fauna whispered, laying a gentle hand on Harry’s shoulder “go on” Merryweather looked up at him expectantly and Harry took a deep, shaky, breath; pushing open the heavy doors and stopping again as he saw (y/n)’s form laying on the bed just a few feet away from him.
He slowly walked up to her, the two fairies staying back in the doorway to give the two a moment of privacy. “Princess” Harry whispered, sitting at her side, setting his hook on the nightstand next to the bed and reaching up to gently caress her face; just as he had done so many times within their dreams. Her lashes rested gently against her cheeks, her breath even and steady; her room seemed to be all too still. Almost as if was charmed to never age, or at least not go to ruin while (y/n) was asleep.
Harry took a deep breath, carefully leaning down with his heart beating out his chest, pressing his lips to (y/n)’s impossibly soft ones; he felt a wave of pulsing magic explode from where he and (y/n) connected. He pulled back, watching as (y/n)’s eyes fluttered open, the still feeling in the room evaporating as she did, it was almost as if the entire castle came back to life “Harry” (y/n) whispered, a blinding smile on her lips as she looked up at him.
“(y/n)” Harry whispered back with a raspy chuckle, letting out a huff as (y/n) grabbed the lapels of his jacket and weakly tugged him down, hugging as tightly as she could “you’re here” she sobbed, laughing as Harry flicked her forehead. “Was there ever any doubt? I told ya, ye’ can trust me” he gently picked her up, moving her body to sit in his lap, his arms around her waist as she cuddled into his shoulder; weak from her two years of sleep. “if I have to be honest; the barrier gave me pause” (y/n) said, it seemed all too good to be true. Harry laughed, loud and unafraid “well, I’m ‘ere princess, and I ain't leavin”
Harry stood, carrying (y/n) from her bed to the two fairies, who were celebrating silently until they locked eyes with their princess “(y/n)!” Merryweather cried, flying up and cupping the princess’ face “oh my dear, we’ve all missed you so!” (y/n) smiled back, taking one hand from around Harry’s neck and hugging her beloved aunt/fairy godmother. “and I you” (y/n) whispered back, getting comfortable in Harry’s arms as he carried her out of her room, through the halls, down the stairs, back out the main hall and courtyard, until he reached the others; Aurora and Phillip leaning over Audrey.
“my baby, my sweet baby, now both-…both” Aurora slowly looked up, realizing there was a new person among them, eyes widening as she saw her now awake daughter, slapping Phillip’s arm until he looked up “Phil-Phillip-look look! (y/n)!” Harry walked towards the two royals, handing Phillip his once sleeping daughter and stepping back, smiling as (y/n) cried out, tears running down her face as she hugged her parents for the first time since her 16th birthday.
“Audrey?” (y/n) gasped, pushing out of her dad's arms, yelping as her legs gave out from under her, Harry easily catching her thanks to his lightning-quick reflexes. Phillip and Aurora smiled at each other, yes, yes Harry was good for her; they could already see. “What happened?” “She was still pissed ‘bout dragon bitch n Beasty” Harry grumbled, taking (y/n) back into his arms and arranging her to be able to keep her eyes on Audrey “took the scepter, cast a spell or two, and when she was defeated her spells rebounded; we don’ know how ta’ wake er’” Harry watched sadly as (y/n) frowned deeply; (y/n) loved her big sister, with her whole being. (y/n)’s face crumbled and she pushed her face into his shoulder. One princess had awoken, but another had been sent to sleep.
What were they going to do?
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With a few emergency restoration spells, some proper food and water, (y/n) was up and about, pacing Audrey's room as the vks, her parents, the three good fairies, and Ben stood around; all wondering what to do to save Audrey’s life. The rebounding spells hadn’t just sent Audrey to sleep, they had latched onto her soul and were slowly draining her of life.
If they didn’t act soon, they would lose her.
The fairies had tried everything to remove the spells, nothing, Phillip, Aurora, and (y/n) had all tried true loves kiss, nothing, Mal and Uma had reignited the ember and attempted to pull the spells right out. Nothing. only someone with immense knowledge of souls, and more power than Maleficent, could save Audrey.
“There's only one person in the world, that could possibly save Audrey…and that’s…Hades” Mal muttered, not wanting his help but she would have to suck it up to fix her mistakes. Ben jumped at that, staring wide-eyed at Mal “Hades? No. no I’m not risking that, we all know he’s an opportunist, as soon as he gets the chance he’ll turn.” Mal just stared back, she didn’t trust him either, not as far as she could throw him. but… “if we don’t try, Audrey will die” Mal croaked, the weight of the situation finally falling upon her shoulders pushing her down with unyielding guilt. She had been the cause of this entire mess, just because she couldn't suck it up, realize what she had done, and apologize.
Audrey was at death’s door because of Mal, and Mal was going to do whatever it took to save her life. Ben and Mal held a small staring contest before Phillip spoke up, holding Audrey’s limp and slowly growing cold hand. “We don’t have a choice your highness” Phillip sighed, standing and walking over to (y/n), holding her by the shoulders and stopping her pacing “we will not lose a daughter, not after we just one back. So call up your guards, use our guards, anything; to keep Hades from escaping, and save our daughter…it’s the least you could do” Ben winced, he knew that was a pot shot at him never apologize to Audrey for breaking up with her so rudely, yeah he had been spelled but-he could’ve easily explained and apologized afterward.
Ben sighed, and nodded “I’ll send guards at dawn. Make use of those old magic blocking cuffs to be safe.” Mal slowly nodded, magic blocking cuffs? That must’ve been how beast got the still living villains onto the isle. “it might not be as much of a risk” she finally said, slowly standing from Aurora’s side and biting her lip “he’s uh…he’s my dad…” Even Evie looked surprised, but-it made sense. Only Hades blood could’ve used the ember. “I don’t care for him, and I never will but…he gave me the ember willingly, so…I don’t know. We might be able to use that?” Mal muttered, almost like a question. She didn’t want to see him again but, for Audrey; she would have to.
Ben nodded again, pinching the bridge of his nose “i-…okay, I’ll…I’ll send guards first thing in the morning” Ben said again, turning as Uma spoke up “Maybe I can hitch a ride” she muttered, everyone looking to her in shock. “the isle is my home, someone needs to be there to protect it and the kids” she looked right at Mal for this, and Mal just bowed her head in shame; knowing what she had chosen was wrong.
Harry glanced at (y/n), still buried in her father's arms, and stood “well, ye’ will need ya’ first mate.” He rested his arms on Uma’s shoulders, smiling down at her as she looked up at him, confused but grateful, then she looked at (y/n), furrowing her brows at her heartbroken face “No, you’re not coming back with me” Uma said sternly, stepping away from Harry with a sad smile on her lips. “you’ve got your princess here; I won't let you throw that away for me. And nothing you say can convince me.” Uma walked out of the room at that, Harry stood there in shock, staring after his oldest friend for a moment before he stumbled after her, (y/n) following him after Phillip let her go.
Everyone watched them leave, Ben turning to Celia as she stood. “Uma! Uma please-wait!” Harry called out, following Uma through the confusing halls and out into the courtyard, where she finally stopped and sat at the main fountain. “Uma please, we’ve known each other fer wha’? our entire lives? Ye really think I can just-leave yeh on the isle like that? Alone? No, I won’t-i.fuck I know I jus’ found (y/n) an…fuck, but. You…” his voice cracked, tears burning at his eyes as (y/n) appeared behind him, staying back to give the two a moment of privacy. “I can't leave ye Uma, yer me family, Gil is me family, of course, I want (y/n) ta be a part of it but….i-…I can’t let you go knowin-knowin’“ his voice broke again, and (y/n) came up behind him, holding his waist tightly, her cheek pressed against his back.
Uma wiped her tears away and stood, joining the hug and sniffing as Harry hugged back tightly “I can’t let ye go back without me, I just can’t” he whispered, his cheek pressing into Uma’s hair. She nodded against his chest and pushed back, turning him to face (y/n). he gasped out her name and she smiled, that kind, unwavering kind, smile “I know, I get it. I’ve waited this long, what's waiting a bit longer, at least now I don’t have to be alone when you’re not awake” (y/n) said with an easy tone, and Harry wanted to cry, but he didn’t; he took her by the jaw and neck, and kissed her, a tearful passionate kiss that Uma looked away from to let them have their moment.
“I love yeh (y/n), I fuckin fell fer ye so hard, I’m sorry I’m leavin’ ye so soon,” Harry said as he pulled away, curling his arms around his true love and holding her tight. she held him back, her face in the crook of his neck “I know, I love you too, so much. Thank you for being kind to me, and finding me.” They stood there for a moment longer before their attention was diverted to the three good fairies, all landing in front of the soon-to-be-separated true loves.
“we assume you’re going back to the isle” Flora said sadly, bowing her head slightly as Harry nodded “we understand, then allow us to bestow upon you this gift.” Harry perked his brow and looked at (y/n), who looked just as confused as he felt “two years ago we gave (y/n) the ability to find her true love within her curse, and now we give you both the gift to continue that, no matter how far you go, what barrier you’re behind, you will always find each other in the dead of night, within your dreams.” The three fairies waved their wands, and multicolored sparkles swirled around Harry and (y/n), disappearing a moment later “until the day you meet again.”
(y/n) stared at her fairy godmothers, then looked at Harry; who stood in complete shock and awe. “thank you” (y/n) sobbed, bringing the three into a strong hug “thank you so much” “anything for you my dear, just the same as your parents and sister” Merryweather said with tears in her eyes, patting (y/n)’s shoulder. (y/n) laughed, pulling back and holding out her hands to Harry “might as well spend some time together before you leave eh?”
Harry softly smiled and nodded, taking her hands and following her as she pulled him away towards the gardens, leaving the good fairies and Uma behind; for now.
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After Harry left, everything felt…numb, (y/n) didn’t even realize she was back in her sister's room with the rest of her family, minus her grandmother; for when they, her parents, had found out about her (Leah) basically abusing their daughter over someone else's choices, they had disowned her and banished her from their castle. Something (y/n) was extremely relieved about, grammie mostly left her alone in favor of Audrey, the oldest, but she was still cruel to (y/n) over the simplest things.
But never mind that, there were more important things, like Hades waking up her sister...hopefully. The royal guard and (y/n)’s family's knights entered the room with the old god of the dead, his yellow beady eyes scanning the room for any escape or threats.
She mostly ignored his rant of ‘good and evil’, keeping her eyes on her older sister, her body getting colder by the minute “I know we have some personal issues to sort out, but can that shit-” her parents looked surprised by the curse slipping through her lips, but hanging around a pirate for the last two years didn’t not make her swear “-wait until after my sister’s life isn’t in danger? Please~?” Hades stared at the girl, then snorted.
“I like her” he muttered to Mal, who smirked and then pulled him in front of Audrey’s bed. He held up his hands, brushing away mal as she attempted to give him the ember “that’s just a condensed version of my powers, don’t need it” and with a wave of his hand, and glow of his eyes, Audrey awoke with a gasp, her body temperature rising as the spells were pulled off her soul. “There we go, good as new” Hades said with a smirk, pouting as the guards rounded behind him; preparing to take him back to the isle “Ah, right.” The royal guards led Hades out of the room, and Mal stared after him for a moment before turning back to Audrey.
“Audrey?” Mal said in a soft voice, stepping closer to the bed as Audrey held her parents close, having yet to realize her sister was present. Audrey looked up at Mal, looking very ashamed “i-I have owned you an apology, for so damn long.” Audrey looked confused, Mal didn’t make Audrey take the scepter, but she let Mal go on “So-I’m sorry. For everything, for Ben, for my actions, for never realizing just how hurt you were. I’m sorry” Mal ended in a whisper, holding back tears; she didn’t deserve to cry.
Audrey laughed, watery and broken “that’s all I wanted to hear” Audrey sobbed, climbing out of her parent's arms and throwing herself at Mal, who hugged back just as tightly “we might never be friends, but hope we’re never enemies again” Mal croaked out, Ben watching with a smile from behind her. He had his apologies due as well, but he would let the girls have their moment “and I have something even better than me apologizing” Audrey pulled back, her brow raised before she turned, gasping as she finally saw you.
“(y/n)!” her voice cracked as she spoke, the two sisters slamming into each other as they sobbed. “you’re awake! Oh, thank the gods!” as the two  abled away, Mal bowed to the royals and walked out with Ben, Ben making a strong mental note to properly apologize to Audrey later. “how?!” Audrey asked, pulling away from (y/n) and shaking her shoulders a bit. “what woke you up? Who?”
(y/n) chuckled, taking Audrey’s hands and holding them tight “actually, if it wasn’t for you taking the scepter, I might’ve not woken up for a while, harry hook, an isle kid, escaped when Mal and the others went to get the ember, and he came to find me when he did. So if you think about it, you taking the scepter, led to me waking up~!” Audrey let out a raspberry, of course (y/n) could make her feel better with just a single sentence, even if it implied her going evil was a good thing. “yeah yeah, come ‘ere” Audrey grumbled, pulling (y/n) back into a hug, their parents joining a moment later.
(y/n) felt a tear slip down her cheek, she had her family back but-her true love was across the sea, most likely never to step foot in Auradon ever again.
Harry was the first to be asleep this time, patiently waiting for (y/n) under the willow tree, curling a loose branch around his finger as he whistled with the calm wind. He looked up as he heard the grass shuffle around, a smile on his lips as he locked eyes with his true love “hi” he whispered, opening his arms as (y/n) plopped down next to him and slumped into his side. “hi” she whispered back, tired and clearly done with her day.
“bad day?” Harry asked, rubbing her shoulder gently, cheek pressed against her hair “my grandmother decided to make an appearance, when we told her she was banished from the grounds, she didn’t take it all too well” (y/n) grumbled, clearly not liking her little trip down memory lane. Harry pouted a bit, pushing back a bit of hair away from the crown of (y/n)’s head and kissing it “it’ll get better love, I’m sorry I can’t be there fer real”
(y/n) shrugged “it’s okay Harry, I understand why you had to go back, It doesn’t mean I don’t miss you but…I get it” she muttered, hiding her face into his shoulder, his arms completely wrapping around her body and holding her tight “I love yeh darlin’” Harry whispered, and (y/n) said it back in a small voice. “I love you too”
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Honestly? (y/n) didn’t know why she was here, more so Audrey, Ben’s ex and the girl who had tried to take over the world because of her unresolved break up with him. yeah, she was technically possessed to do those things, but still? plus, (y/n) had only known Ben and Mal for maybe three months before she had been sent to sleep, so she really didn’t have a reason to be at their engagement party (which, she kinda thought was too soon, yes speaking as the daughter of Aurora and Phillip, who fell in love within two minutes. But hey they waited a bit longer to get married at least)
(y/n) mostly zoned out, simply going through the polite motions as Mal and Ben emerged and then went up into the plaza balcony. Ben toasted his fiancé, then she had a whole speech, something you only paid attention to when you heard Uma's name “without Uma and her pirates, Auradon would be gone!...and-and without Harry, Harry Hook, (y/n) would still be asleep” (y/n) looked up at her, brows furrowed in confusion. Mal looked right back down at her, a saddened smile on her lips, her eyes determined to make things right. “we are all capable of good and evil, what matters is who we choose to be; not what our parents, or who someone else tells us to be. We can never know what is truly going on in someone's mind; which is why-the fucking applications system is bullshit. It shouldn’t be up to us to-to pick and choose who we think is ‘good enough’ for Auradon. Because-every kid on the isle is good enough, they always have been. And I refuse to let some-stupid system waste away those kids.” She turned to Ben with a smile, and it was clear the two had talked about this over the past week.
“And-and that is why,” Mal said strongly, turning back to the crowd, eyes locked onto the barrier around the isle “we are going to open the barrier to those who chose to come to Auradon for a better life; anyone with ill intentions towards anything or anyone may not pass it but-anyone who wants to have their chance, will be free to come to Auradon anytime they want” Mal finished, smiling as the crowd burst into cheers “About damn time!” (y/n) yelled up at Mal, who laughed, carefully wiping away the tears in her eyes, gesturing for her friends to join her up on the balcony.
Mal took the wand from FG, and (y/n) turned, facing the isle, her heart beating out of her chest as Mal began the final incantation; to free the children of the isle “To all who want a proper chance,” Mal paused for a moment, and her friends joined her in the spell, the wand glowing brightly in Mal’s grip “your time has come, come out and dance!”
In a bright beam of light, the barrier seemed to shatter, the dark clouds blocking the sun dispersing as the clean ocean water flowed into the wharf. Harry, Uma, and Gil all slowly stepped out into the sunlight; every other villain kid gasping and laughing as they ran around in their first glimpse of sun “she did somethin’ righ’ fer once” Harry joked, smiling as Uma cackled, taking his arm and jumping around like a little kid. “my plan!” Uma laughed, turning on her heel and taking her boy’s hands, dragging them across the bridge that led to Auradon, hundreds of villain kids at their heels.
Harry perked up as he saw a shimmer of blue and pink, his eyes widening as he saw (y/n) “(y/n)!” Harry screamed out, separating from Uma and bolting towards her, his arms opening as she did the same “Harry!” (y/n) sobbed, slamming into him and almost knocking him over if he hadn’t spun around to keep his balance.
Audrey, Aurora, and Phillip smiled from the Auradon side of the bridge; Aurora cooing as (y/n) pulled Harry into a bruising kiss. “he’s going to be good for her, get her out of that shell mom tried to put her in” Aurora mumbled, hugging Phillip's arm as (y/n) dragged Harry towards them, a shy smile on his face. Phillip nodded in agreement, Audrey ran forward to meet her sister and Harry halfway, she had yet to thank him for saving her little sister. “come on, let’s go welcome him” Phillip said, Aurora picking up her dress gently and happily walking with Phillip to welcome Harry Hook to Auradon and their family.
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ye~ kinda used the ‘dream realm’ thing from my prince behind the pirate commission series, but-i was watching sleeping beauty with my dad and got inspired to do a fic :3 also black (y/n) cuz black (y/n) is fucking queen. whenever i dont have a lil-this character is meant to be perceived as this!- (y/n) is totally blank, free to be perceived however yall like, black, white, Asian, Hispanic, Indian, anything! its an x reader, (y/n) is just-whoever you are :3 
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thedarkkeep · 5 months
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I used to be a variety of scenarios.
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peterth3parker · 2 years
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alt universe tony dream walking to get back to mcu universe peter
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Do you know anything about reality shifting?
Hello Anon, thank you for the interesting ask. So to make sure I have things straight with what you're asking, it sounds to me like you're more or less talking about either the so called "many worlds theory" pointing to parallel universes with all possible timelines occurring in each of them as is described here or about essentially "shifting" to somewhere else while meditating perhaps as is said here, am I correct? I also assume you chose to send me this ask because of the spiritual and metaphysical nature of some of my posts. A brief definition of reality shifting states "Reality shifting is the practice of shifting your subconscious to an alternate reality and is largely based on the Multiverse Theory." Instead of quoting this entire article, I am going to focus more on some of the comments I read in response to this article even one from the original author who has a PHD.
One user asked because I too like to have things laid out in normal terms (not a physicist here afterall and most people here on Tumblr aren't either):
"I am not a physicist or mathematician but am trying to grasp the arguments. Are you saying that, actually, 'universe' is a synonym for 'mentality'? It is a scientific fact that we different mentalities and we see the world and universe through our own personal bias. That is perfectly acceptable to me."
The author responded to this comment with:
"Not exactly. A universe is really a set of observations that you or I make about reality. In quantum many worlds, we believe that each possible observation of a quantum experiment, which as random outcomes, have their own universe. So, if I flip a (quantum) coin, there is a heads universe and a tails universe. Each one has a copy of me in it, one of me observing heads, the other observing tails. It doesn't have to do with bias so much as how we slice and dice what we observe (which could be biased). I say a coin has heads or tails but that is an interpretation of that coin that I have made. Even if other people agree with me, the coin doesn't know that it has heads or tails. Therefore, there cannot be a heads universe and a tails universe."
Anon, I chose to highlight the last tidbit of the author's response here and also the first part of it because this implies to me the many worlds theory is in fact more of how we interpret the universe as opposed to literal universes, which is what a commenter on this post was refering to as "new age wizards". The full comment I talk about here is stated as such:
"Well, lets see: Yuri reminds us that relativity allows observers to disagree on the simultaneity of two events. It’s useful to keep this in mind, for this is still compatible with an objective reality. I don’t think you are justified in saying it isn’t on the basis of the experiment with qubits. This is an imprecise statement; poetry, not science. Physicist learned a lesson when they used the term “measurement” instead of the term “interaction” which precisely fits the phenomenon. “Measurement” smuggles “consciousness” into the discussion, and this empowered a flood of new age wizards claiming to have been vindicated by science. I’ve noticed physicists like Sean Carroll have recently become much more careful about the way they explain these things. Your explanation of this experiment I suggest makes a similar error. It is not objective reality that is being proven wrong. It is that our understanding of what objective reality actually is, is once again being expanded to include observed facts that we’ve never observed before. Reality is no less objective, it’s just not quite the way we thought it was. Our understanding of it has become more sophisticated again, just as Newton’s understanding of it became a special case within the greater and more accurate Einsteinian model. So please, don’t unnecessarily unleash the crazy. Reality is what it is, and we are discovering it."
It has been stated here ultimately that we "live" in many universes based on the understanding of how we perceive things but share one objective universe. Now, if you would like to know what my guides have said from a divination standpoint before I even delved more into the many worlds theory just today (did a little bit of research years ago), they have told me that it is "New Age bullshit" (namely, with their view being literal parallel universes existing side by side). Now there are divine blueprints, which are variations of the divine plans with said milestone events but things happening at slightly different times and sometimes even friends and lovers can change in this sense based on the small decisions we make every day. These do exist in the astral/spirit planes and can't be accessed from the physical but literal universes of every possible outcome happening side by side is not a thing. Sorry if this disappoints anyone reading this.
As for whether time travel is possible or not, my guides also also said no which this article here implies is the case coming from a theoretical physicist. Hermes one time said to me "should anyone attempt to go time traveling, they will end up in the astral planes and remain there". He also said the 2002 movie "The Time Machine" holds a lot of accurate truths about what would really happen should someone attempt to time travel. The ending where Alex is "side by side" Philby in "different times" in the same place as seen in the clip below is really Alex in the astral plane and Philby being in the physicals plane. Someone I went to high school with was talking about time traveling in the sense of doing so mentally, I believe looking he was talking about "reality shifting" via meditation or doing so via dreams as well. He did get caught skipping class a few times in high school meditating by the trees and even one time was seen feeding a squirrel. Oh the people I made friends with in school...
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Based on the view of reality shifting being more or less about mindfulness meditation and essentially picturing yourself and your senses being elsewhere, I think that it sort of can be perceived by the senses but not nearly the same as actually being there. According to this Forbes article, it states the following 3 traits are most common amongst those who partake in "reality shifting" in this sense:
"Absorption refers to an individual’s capacity to become deeply immersed in sensory experiences, fantasies or imaginative activities. Individuals with high capacities for absorption tend to have vivid imaginations, a heightened ability to concentrate and a propensity for intense emotional and sensory experiences."
"Dissociation is a psychological phenomenon characterized by a disconnection between thoughts, identity, consciousness and memory. It can manifest in various forms, ranging from mild detachment or spacing out to more severe experiences of depersonalization and derealization, where individuals feel disconnected from themselves or their surroundings."
"Fantasy-proneness is characterized by a heightened tendency to have intense and vivid fantasies, daydreams or imaginary experiences. Individuals who are fantasy-prone often find it easy to immerse themselves in imaginative worlds, sometimes to the extent that they have difficulty distinguishing between fantasy and reality. Fantasy-prone individuals typically have a rich and detailed imagination, allowing them to conjure elaborate mental images and scenarios."
In this sense, when I first heard the term I was thinking it may have to do with something like this. I don't partake in reality shifting so much but I have had experiences of being in the astral planes physically. I also have posted about things like dreamwalking and other places I have visited while doing so. While I of course believe this is my reality and what I've experienced in the past including all of my physical senses being truly present (and not imagining things), I think that reality shifting is more or less vividly believing you're somewhere else. I think things like virtual reality gaming is becoming more of a thing (the Oculus was very popular this past Christmas season for example). It's also interesting that in past years 3D movies were more popular but less 3D movies are made today. It seems this goes back some to the fact that many 3D movies were made as 2D and simply converted to become 3D. it seems also the glasses were uncomfortable to wear for some people and the simple fact it's more expensive to make 3D than it is so called 2D. I wonder if this reality shifting trend going on with namely teens and younger adults yo speak of Anon is going to make 3D be more in demand one day.
Overall, I would chop up reality shifting as being more or less about having a vivid imagination is what it boils down to. I believe that people can travel to different places via dreamwalking or even somehow entering the astral plane physically like I did one time wide awake (hello Stranger Things!) but reality shifting is not quite the same thing.
Thanks for the interesting ask Anon!
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child-of-frigg · 2 years
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Modern Magic: Dream walking.
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The practice of dream walking can be observed in many cultures, and is recognized by modern science as lucid dreaming. Though experiences differ greatly from person to person a few factors do remain constant, such as the waking world around you influencing the appearance of your dream world.
There are many ways in which dream walking may be achieved such as the totem or bracelet methods, both of which use items in the real world to help you differentiate between reality and dream by means of object permanence. Once achieved the state of dream walking can be used in any number of ways, and as one might guess having control over your dreams grants you access to a vast array of abilities like manipulating your surroundings or flight. Although it can be easy to get lost in fascination, dream walking has been used successfully throughout the centuries to explore oneself and the world around them by tapping into the subconscious at a higher level; often thought to be spiritual or ethereal in nature.
Sometimes mistaken for other realms of existence, experiences within these dreams can range from uncanny to indiscernible from reality, so no matter what method is used to acquire the ability the use of a totem is always recommended.
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