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@SpookyScarySnoteleks group

what does one do when an absolute art god decides to follow you for some gosh forsaken reason when it should be the other way around

i don't know
panic i guess
that's what i did when one of my fanfic writing heroes bookmarked my fic

speaking of which
i gotta fucking write

@HighPockets group

I feel like sometimes I need to take a moment and recognize how all over the place my reading tastes are.
My "currently reading" books on Hoopla are a YA contemporary and Ovid's Metamorphoses and I feel like that basically sums me up.

@RedTheLoveless

Last night? Creepiest fucking nightmare I've had. Period. Not even my sleep paralysis episodes with hallucinations can top this. This was about my third dream of the night. By now I've forgotten the others, but this one stuck with me.

I was in a 3-story building in the suburbs. I was there observing a rare phenomenon, writing on my tablet completely absorbed in my work analyzing previously- recorded audio files. Suddenly, I begin to feel unusually warm, the corners of my vision hold orange flickers, and the audio file I'm listening to cuts out. There are screams. So many screams. The voices of the dying yelling out in their final moments as the flame engulfs them, trapped in this building with me. My teammate rushes to my side, asking if I heard something, to which I reply "The screams and crackling of fire?" He says no, the man in the next room over is calling out "Fire me feels alive… finally," as he's consumed by the flames. It's almost joyous, like after so long of living and feeling nothing, he finally feels something in his dying moments and he loves it. That realization chilled me to the bone, even though I was slowly being surrounded by flames. My teammate runs off to check the upstairs, and I walk along the ground floor. I come across a room with three kids playing together, trails of tears mark their soot-stained faces as they play pretend one last time. There is a window in this room, unbroken and unyeilding. The kids can see the outside, they can see freedom and safety, but they are trapped here just as I am, with no one coming to our rescue. They force laughs and make a grand story, knowing it will be their last. My body grows warmer as the smoke clogs my lungs. I've collapsed in a hallway, alone, listening to the dying screams of those around me as I fade out. I distinctly remember thinking "I'm coming to," as I leave the dream and awaken in my dark, quiet bedroom. I didn't open my eyes to the jump of my heart as I usually do with nightmares. I didn't feel a malicious force anywhere in my room. Just cold, dark silence.

It felt real. I felt no confusion, no indifference, nothing that would emotionally suggest I was in a dream. I felt awake and present. I was able to accept my demise easily and without question, but the realization that others are also facing the same fate, that hit me like a truck. I could care less about when and how death comes for me. It'll happen eventually, so why worry about it? The problem occurs when others face it as well, the inevitability of death. We all face it eventually, there's no running from it. Some revel in it like the first guy. Some go out kicking and screaming like the people upstairs. Some make the best of their final moments like the children. Some help ease others into it before succumbing to it themselves, like my teammate did. And then there are some like me, alone as silent tears clean paths down our cheeks, thinking ourselves as failures as we were unable to save anyone, not even ourselves.

tldr I had a hyper-realistic dream last night and now my mind feels unusually heavy

@berlioz

I just wanna be the slightly feminine version of Jack Stauber

Nevermind I just wanna be Jack Stauber 2.0

Whom?

He makes abstract art and music. Though some of it can be very very disturbing, so viewer discretion is advised.*

*New normal- Micropop

hot dogs- Short

Trent the Baby's Halloween- Short

*Dinner Is Not Over- Song

help- Short

Baby Hotline- Song

Here're his more famous works

*Pumpkin Song- Micropop

Buttercup- Song

Doctor- Micropop

Two Time- Song

EDIT: Also this

Who is Jack Stauber?- Short

@PastelTart

guess who actually worked on their story???
i have five chapters wow it's only five?
and they're kind of short too, but the story's moving kind of fast
would anyone want to read it?

I would!

@ElderGod-Winter-The-Renegade-Legionnaire book

Red. Bruh…
That’s all I got.

Ditto. Red, I don't know whether to be scared or in awe of the dream you had. It's kinda like the one I had where someone was driving the car I was in and the road fell out from under us, and we landed in tar and we were covered in oil. Me and a friend helped everyone escape, and then I helped them escape, and then they all ran away, leaving me alone, drowning in tar. I remember crying and screaming for help, and it got dark, and I was all alone, drowning in tar, and there was nothing I could do. And that's it. So Red, I understand the dreams that feel so real and so terrible. If you need to talk about it, you know where to find me. 🙃

@RedTheLoveless

I do have my person, but she lives an entire state away (funny enough, the dream I had after that nightmare was one with her in it). We have plans to be together soon though, in less than a year I'll be moving to her state to settle into an apartment with her. So until then, I'll just have to deal with whatever dreams deal me, then text her about them the following afternoon (she sleeps in late).

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My eyes are so weird. It's like they couldn't decide which color they wanted to be so they chose all of them.

@ElderGod-Winter-The-Renegade-Legionnaire book

I do have my person, but she lives an entire state away (funny enough, the dream I had after that nightmare was one with her in it). We have plans to be together soon though, in less than a year I'll be moving to her state to settle into an apartment with her. So until then, I'll just have to deal with whatever dreams deal me, then text her about them the following afternoon (she sleeps in late).

Then I shall be the bridge until you get to your person. Then if you still need me from time to time I'll be here 😂

@ElderGod-Winter-The-Renegade-Legionnaire book

My eyes are so weird. It's like they couldn't decide which color they wanted to be so they chose all of them.

Mine are forest green in the dark, but in the light they are the color of greenish/blue sea glass. Mine also change color to fit what I'm wearing 🙃