Tengu Anon again. Gah i totally forgot. The title is "Whispers In Dreams" by Parker Hum. If you see a shadowy front cover with beads and feathers, you've found it!

There we go!

Mochizuki Yuzuki, 29. Junior High Teacher. Unmarried, no children. After the death of her coworker, Mochizuki "Moon-Moon" Yuzuki finds herself plagued by horrific visions. Feelings of guilt twist themselves into creatures with enormous maws and fangs. Monsters and shadows stalk, the dead speak, and darkness creeps ever closer. The lines between fantasy and reality blur as she becomes able to escape, even in sleep. Desperate, she solicits the help of a Tea Shop and its surly owner. It promises the banishment of her nightmares, at a cost. However, the creatures are very real and on the hunt. If Yuzuki doesn't act soon, it will cost lives. Including her own.

Amazing cover art by the by. And a truly engaging summary. I'll have to pick up a copy once my to-read pile (both work and leisure-wise) has shrunk a bit, but I'm happy to promote other people's original work!

Barbie in Western Pink-Barbie the Movie Collectible (2023)

I had a dream last night where I was rushing to pack for a trip in a dark room and when I went out to the car, I found out I was late for swim practice. Weird.

Ah, being late/being unprepared dreams.

I remember, the first few years after I graduated from Uni the second time, I did have dreams about being back in high school and getting told that I didn't have enough credits to graduate.

...Though, that may have just been my brain replaying the very real instance of when I was in high school and one of the guidance counselors came up to me in the middle of graduation rehearsals to tell me, in front of everyone, 'Hey, yeah... You kind of don't have enough credits to graduate, so... Yeah.'

Which sent me into an absolute state of hysterics to the point that even other students who didn't like me were trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Because, seriously, I had been doing everything and beyond to graduate: I was actually above credits by 11th grade which allowed me to have an early-release schedule, I did Middle College, I was in theater, I was RANK 18 in the entire school when it came to GPA (literally the only meh grades I had were in math and the one semester of Graphic Design I took; and even the latter was because the teacher was an unholy bitch).

Lo' and behold, not even a few minutes later, the same counselor was all 'Oh, wait... This was actually for another student. Lol, nevermind.'

Honestly, it’s concerning how we went from “fuck the networks!” To “don’t say meam things sbout the network”. From people complaining about the owl house and hazbin hotel being “rushed”(when in reality it’s because they were only given a handful of episodes to work with) and amphibia being forced to have a lighter tone, which people defend because “its a lighthearted show, your expectations are the problem”

But, you see? The networks/corporations are always right as long as they're being a pain to people I don't like/can feel justified in talking shit about!

Well great now I want a pigeon. And I wanna train it to deliver letters to my loved ones

I just want a bird who acknowledges that I'm not there to hurt them.

Like, I bear no ill will towards my cockatiels; I'm the one who brought them into my home, after all.

But after Lady's passing, Mister's (and later on Goldie's) outright hostility towards me is really night and day.

Wait… uhh… how?

Poor StickyBM's played "Darnell" three times because the game keeps crashing on him when it ends.

People in the chat are saying that it's crashing for everyone because NewGrounds is flooded right now but, still.

I can't believe we finally got an official FNF update... but I can't even watch the livestream of one of my go-to FNF YouTubers playing it because the game keeps fucking crashing after the first new song.

Amazing.

#now we know what TheLiteraryWolf would look like as a sock

Hey!

....I would at least have some color to me.

the champion

Astarion

Everytime I play BG3, I hear Frank from The Rocky Horror Show (1975) in Astarion. If we talk about Halloween costumes, this would be the perfect for him - straight from Transylvania.

Ps: Who do you think the other characters will choose for the party?

one of the important cornerstones of fandom is understanding that your headcanon is not everyone else's headcanon, and i'm not sure when people stopped understanding this

The first Vocaloid song I ever heard.

Apparently there was a Japanese magazine publication that featured a fake example Pokemon card illustration, which would not be notable except the illustration in question is basically a Hieronymus Bosch Pikachu

you guys have no idea how sad I am that this isn't a real card

Comic about sleeping + a silly bonus Information about them is here More comics by the Pticenoga tag Don't forget to find the frog

I know I'm advocating lying, but what if you just told your mother you were getting "gray doves"?

I mean, pigeons are directly related to doves, so it wouldn't be technically that much of a lie...

Honestly, seeing as how I've even shown her two pigeon pet accounts I follow on Twitter (Masha the Pigeon and Sophie the IT Pigeon), I feel like once she see the general physique of a pigeon, she rejects it.

That and she's deep in the parrot bias (even with us currently having two cockatiels who hate me) Right now she's fully determined that, when we get into a house, she wants to get an Indian Ringneck because she's so taken by their squeaky voices.

QUIXDITE, GODDESS OF THE OBSCURE

this the monstarous mythos expands! finished up this redesign of an old eldritch deity oc! quixdite is the sister of xadirith and the deity of solitude and cosmic anomalies.

despite her brutish appearance, she has a soft and almost “motherly” voice. the kind of gentle voice that lulls you to sleep. she’s one of the few monstarous deities that actively communicates with humans, though she doesn’t make herself seen beyond her soothing voice.

This starts out as a nice gesture, then quickly becomes absolutely ridiculous.

1,024 dice. Man.