I want to go out for a run but it’s so slippery outside!!! 🧊💕🥶💕❄️

Okay actually I’ve always wanted to break something to get attention yk. Coming to school with a cast on and yada yada.

I started my 2024 with sobbing over my imaginary husband cause I imagined him dying

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I’m starting to wonder if my vivid imagination is starting to become a negative thing •^•

Also I am craving kiwi, but it has to be ripe kiwi otherwise my fussy little tongue will start itching 🤦🏻‍♀️ good luck trying to find ripe kiwi in Sweden

Now I have hiccups again!!!!!!

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"His so-fucking-vivid imagination rarely gave him the horrors, but when it did, God help him. God help him once it was warmed up."

- Stephen King, Misery

Vision Update(1) 12.22.23

I have been struggling more than I thought I was. The Gods have been sending me messages that I've been struggling to see and hear. This spiritual disconnect has been very difficult for me to cope with. But through better pacing, silence, and faith that things will make sense, I've found a clearer and sharper image of them. I plan on updating these the further I get into my journey!

The Woman

While mediating in therapy, I was hugging my inner child and comforting her gently. I felt the warmth on my back for a larger older feminine energy hugging me from behind. She spoke with intense power and grace.

"You have much work to do. When you need me, call. I will come."

Then the vision/mediation was over. I still don't know who this woman was. A goddess? Angel? Someone else from my Spiritclan? Me? I still don't believe I'm ready or prepared to ask for her help. Her help would be something I feel called to devote myself to and commitment is intimidating. The more I explore the closer I feel to her. May we meet soon.

Young Snakes

Accompanying the woman were two snakes. They coiled around my arms and squeezed gently in their own hug. Looking back, they were just babies. Almost like they were born and gifted to me for protection. I smiled as I looked at them.

One had solid inky black scales with red eyes and a golden mouth. While the other had pure white with blue eyes and a black mouth. They had names and personality that have evolved as I did. Since that vision they had been silent for YEARS until late this year.

Dragons

The black snake had showed himself to me first. He kept his beautiful black scales, but his body was now similar to a western dragon. Four large strong legs with claws planted firmly into the ground. Even larger wings stretched to the sky that lowered as a form of "respect" when he saw me. When I touch him, I instantly turn into a child(or teen) again giggling and tugging at his sturdy horns. He'd let me climb all over him and ride his back as he'd walk around our meadow, and he'd listen to me talk. Piping up when I asked him questions. His deep voice shook the fear from my chest, feeding the sprites and flowers around us. He called himself Draco and used Earth and Fire magic. My sweet lad.

The other came to me very recently. She was stunning and seemingly came out of thin air. I'm not quite sure how we connected but she comes to me as a bold and wise eastern dragon. Long winding covered in white and light blue scales with a light gray tummy. Her head embellished with thick long hair and whiskers. She'd let me hold her snout gently when I needed to cry. As my tears feel she'd bellow and nuzzle me before circling her body around me for comfort. She exuded and powerful and loud maternal energy that I feel I missed deeply growing up. When we'd speak, we sat on clouds and watched the sunrise and set together. Her voice was soft like gentle rain, yet the world would pause to listen. Nothing else mattered when she was around. It was just her and I. so high about the Earth that no Man could dare harm me. She calls herself Sera. Her domain was over Air and Water. Helping me glide through my emotions and saving me if I we're to ever drown.

"We have returned when we deemed you ready. You are now ready."

Newer Dragon

Im not sure if he had been reachable only because of the storms we've been having but a third Dragon had reached out to me. He was much larger than any Dragon id have met before. His body was similar to a Salamander(the specific species I can't remember). His wings were small, maybe just as tall as I was. He looked like a full storm cloud waiting to rain. When he moved or stomped his feet it sent off yellow arches of electricity.

I asked for his help and he was weary. Im not even sure to this day what I needed help with. In frustration of me talking to him he started to turn around before 3 smaller version sprung out from under him and glomped on me nuzzling and covering me and the thin mucus on their soft skin. He watched curiously and then gave a deep huff before accepting my request. I thank those children and look forward to watch he could possibly help me with.

These are my personal experiences with the Dragons that visit! Would love to see more folks talking about Dragon work.

Sometimes when I get writers block I draw us fucking as stick figures. You always said that my imagination had not limits, guess you were right.

Red

Geraldine is a Hunter, at a time where the Hunt has not happened for many years. Needing money, the Hunter takes a job to investigate the welfare of Abigail, a student at Byrgenwerth. What Geraldine finds is a school with many mysteries...one of which she personally gets entangled in. (Very explicit, non-con, etc. Please read the tags and decide if this is for you. It was for me apparently, since this stupid idea has been in my head for so long.)

hybrid blade who is leashed in public, always. it's a rare occurrence to go out and take him with you (as he, a tall, brooding wolf hybrid becomes quite the spectacle). he doesn't fight you when you hook the leash in the ring of his collar with shaking hands. you see a flash of the tag, his name on the front, your name and contact information on the back. the metal is scratched up from how often blade fidgets with it, whether it's on or off of his neck.

however obedient blade is in private, he is a menace in public. he looms over you, lingering a step behind you, orbiting you with each step. he growls when anyone looks at you for too long. you don't need to hold the leash tight, but you wind it around your palm anyways. you worry the leather of it. you see the look blade garners, you see the looks he gives bystanders to your relationship. venemous and angry, even at a distance. god forbid they come within six feet of you.

these jaunts are kept short for your own sake.

by the time you're home, you're worn and stress from having to gently cow blade's instinct. knowing when to click your tongue when he growls, flinching when he bares his teeth at you. you end up with bruises on your wrist and waist from how he likes to touch and keep you close. it's too much, but what could you do about it? how are you to stop a wolf who has decided that you are to be the treat within his jaws at will?

blade always keeps you in bed after an outing. you're always-- so tired. blade says you smell that way. he also makes a few other barbed comments about your scent. you don't smell like you-- you smell like the stores you wandered in. the checkout clerk who brushed her fingers against yours when you handed her coins to pay for pastries and drinks for you and blade. you smell like the perfume of a well-dressed man who eyed you for too long, and walked a little too close.

blade can't have that. you know this.

he'll keep you in bed, yours or his, until he decides you smell enough like home again. his home.

personal character design headcanons + brainrot

Note: the re-bound!au does NOT belong to me, it belongs to @chipper-smol I’m just not normal about it lol

An episode in which Vlad's scheme to get Jack in trouble with the government backfires spectacularly and he ends up handcuffed to Jack and on the run and everything he does to regain control of the situation completely fails and makes things worse and Jack is just blissfully himboing his way through this mess and then Maddie shows up to help her husband and the trio just, commits so many crimes and Vlad is an unsubtle idiotic overpowered supervillain who is maybe almost helpful if you squint really hard and ignore all the things that led to here

EDIT: y'all were really nice to me on this post so there is now a part 2 to this silliness!

what motivates you to draw? for some reasons alot of artists on social media especially Tumblr seem to be really obsessed with getting notes and becoming famous as a form of motivation.

I see that a lot too, and don’t get me wrong, I DO love getting likes/comments/follows/asks, because they motivate me and make me feel good, but they aren’t the only thing that motivates me.

I just genuinely like drawing. There isn’t a whole lot else that “motivates me to draw” besides the fact that I just like to do it. It’s an outlet for me to take all the images and ideas out of my head and bring them to life. Characters, objects, places, ideas; They all get drawn or written down, and it helps empty my head and relax me.

If I can’t draw for whatever reason, it’s like my head gets muddy. There’s just too much going on up there, and I need a way ti release it. I have a very vivid imagination and I’m a maladaptive daydreamer, so if I can’t get those ideas out, it’s like trying to watch five movies at the same time. It’s overwhelming lol

So yeah! I do love getting attention to my art, but there was a time when I didn’t get any likes/follows/comments/asks, and… I still kept drawing. It’s not something I’ll ever stop doing :)