Dreams - Blog Posts
Experts say dreams are your brain reflecting on reality while you’re sleeping. So it’s official: My life is a nightmare! Come gaze upon the aquarium being destroyed by a peacock mantis shrimp!
Electrifying Awakening
Word Count: 1053.
Genre: I honestly wouldn’t really consider this angst, more thriller I guess. But yes, angst.
“Oh stop running, you’re always so dramatic!” You heard his voice yell through the trees, followed by a shrill maniac laugh.
Your shoes splattered with mud and dirt due to the pouring rain. Arms littered with cuts from the pointed vines you’d pushed through in an attempt to escape the sixth harbinger. Your heartbeat was pounding so hard you could feel it pulsing in your head. Adrenaline rushed through your body as you jumped over fallen branches and pushed through the dense forest.
Your hand found its way to your eyes as you vigorously rubbed them, attempting to rid your corneas of the crystal rain water and tears that blurred your vision. The pounding of the soles of your shoes slamming against the ground was the only thing you could listen to in your escape.
As your glossy eyes darted up towards the dark purple sky you saw bolts of bright purple lightening dart through the clouds. Rain poured into your orbs as you shielded your face with one of your hands.
Suddenly, you felt yourself tripping forward as you were met with a hard thwack to the face. However, due to the adrenaline still coursing through you, you felt nothing at all. Using your trembling hands your pushed yourself up and quickly sat behind the base of a large tree.
Pushing your head back against the bark, you covered your mouth with both hands as you clenched your eyes shut.
You could hear the soft steps of the harbinger nearing closer as you shivered all over in pure fear and anxiety.
“Oh? Where have you gone now?” He called, smirk apparent in his voice.
The sound of a quiet buzz filled your senses as you opened your eyes, scared to look anywhere but in front of you. A blur in your vision occurred and within the next second the tree in front of you had been charred black, causing you to jump and let out a small yelp. Pushing your knees further against your chest you tried to calm your beating heart.
Your lungs, going into overdrive as you heaved in small portions of air only to release them seconds later. You could feel a sharp pain in your chest every time you did so. But, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care, after all facing the wrath of Scaramouche would be ten times worse.
You could invision yourself being strapped to a wooden chair as the harbinger stood in front of you, his glare making you feel small and insignificant. His hands on either side of your head as electricity threatened to pulse through his hands every time you said something he didn’t like. Thinking he would be anymore lenient with you simply because you worked as part of his leagues was a foolish choice.
In fact, the more you came to know Scaramouche and got to know him, the rougher he’d been with the shock treatments. This type of treatment had been used to drive rules and standards into all members of the Fatui that had been a lower class than Harbinger. The sixth harbinger had been the one to lead all of sessions, of course, since he was just the right amount of sadistically insane to do so.
You felt your heartbeat came to a halt as your eyes lingered on the sight of the charred and burned tree, now spilt in half and fallen to the side. The rain pelted your skin, your breath halting in your throat.
All footsteps had ceased and your anxiety suddenly spiked. He knew where you were. He had to have known. He was going to kill you with how much rage he’d built up.
“Oh well, seems like I made a mistake, but I’ll find you eventually.” Came his voice, mere feet away from your current hiding spot.
Upon hearing his footsteps pick up again, you let out a quick sigh your eyes fluttering closed one again.
After a few moments you quietly stood up as you looked to your right, making sure he wasn’t there. Taking a step forward you were instantly pulled back, slammed into the tree as your eyes darted to the left. There he stood, the sixth harbinger, his hand roughly gripping your forearm as you felt a sting run through your body.
You let out a scream as you attempted to thrash out of his grip, but he wasn’t having any of it. He’d brought up his other hand as a harsh slap across your face was delivered, small volts of electricity stinging your skin.
“You really thought you could get away from me.” He laughed out as he took hold of your other arm, slamming you into the tree again. “You are a fool.”
“Let go of me Scaramouche!” You yelled, resuming your attempts to break free of his iron grip.
He let a sadistic chuckle as his eyes locked with yours, their purple hues almost glowing in the dim light of the forest. Two unbearably painful bolts of electricity jolted through your body causing you to cease your attempt to escape and let out a helpless scream.
You felt him remove one of his hands as it was placed beneath your jaw. He tilted your face towards his as he gave you a terrifying smile, “It would seem you need to be disciplined again.”
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You jolted up, placing your hands over your beating heart, and looked around the room. You were in your bed, the plush covers lightly brushing against your legs.
“It was.. It was just a dream.” You spoke quietly.
Eyes quickly darting to the side you caught sight of the peaceful image that was Scaramouche, asleep of course. One of the only times you’ll ever get to see the sixth harbinger seemingly as at peace as he was right now.
Lowering your hands, you let out a sigh as you shook your head. Returning to your previous position you pulled the covers back up over your chest. Staring at the ceiling you felt your eyes grow heavy once more. For some reason, you ignored the rather subtle pain in your arms and closed your eyes.
However, what you hadn’t been able to see in the dim light of the room, was the large and terrifying smile that was splayed on Scaramouche’s lips.
© Aruchemihq - 2022
There's a goldfish somewhere. She lies at the bottom of the sea with headphones on and listens to a recording of cherished wishes.
P.S.Dream - your dreams will definitely come true.
Dreams
Время пришло. Твои мечты сбываются прямо сейчас❤
Saumyi and the Stars by Claire O’Brien Illustration
I had a dream like a month ago where a super skinny, black figure with four eyes that was taller than my doorway was standing slightly hunched over in front of said doorway. In response, dream me asked him if he wanted to sleep in my bed. He then came to my bed, climbed the ladder... and proceeded to cuddle me. So I guess it works sometimes?
question: what happens when monsterfuckers try to seduce their sleep paralysis demon? does that ever work out for yall?
of dreams and whatnot
Maybe somewhere peaceful and quaint, I thought to myself one hot and humid Thursday afternoon. It was when Gel unexpectedly sent me a picture of her dream apartment, one of those dainty picture-perfect studios with a loft. She always mentioned that she wanted to live somewhere sub-urban, in a tiny flat with heaps of house plants, a plethora of art framed on the walls, and an abundance of yellow accents. I must say though, it all suits her hermit crab-like personality very well ㅎㅎㅎ.
I’ve always had this dream that one day, when I’ve earned enough, I’m going to move to a place far from the city. It could be because I’ve only lived in the Metro all my life, and it’s safe to say that I’m tired of all the hustle, bustle, and the extreme lack of fresh air. [cue in AB6IX: I wanna breathe, just set me free~] Still and all, I’ve always admired the beauty of nature way more than man-made structures anyway, the scenery of the countryside makes me feel a wave of comfort and healing. I greatly enjoy shows that are set in the province too; simple, slow-paced, yet immensely refreshing. It makes me feel a lot calmer, like I can breathe better, you know?
Thinking of more reasons took me to a time when I was much younger. I realized that I have plenty of delightful memories associated with the scene. My family used to visit our grandma’s house in the province; we would always go once or twice a year and I always had waaaay too much fun. I remember sprinting away from the chickens and ducks in the backyard, picking rice grains at the farm with my cousins, running through the vast open-field, and jealously watch my older cousins lay down in a heaping pile of hay. (my mom wouldn’t let me because she said there might be poisonous snakes and rats, boo no fun!)
Perhaps my numero uno goal is to live each day simply and happily. I’m not really the type of person who wants to attain so much money, power, or hoard material things. Maybe this seems way too idealistic, but I just want to live a quaint life with my family and do the things I love everyday. Do art, see galaxies at night, grow my own produce, have at least 3 dogs, and maybe own a neighborhood cafe too! It all sounds like a great plan. ☺
It's been years.
It was yesterday and a century ago,
Your steps still echo in the rooms,
Your words still ring in my head.
You have been gone a long time,
And yet you live
You exist now in my dreams,
In the good ones, I recall your leaving.
It is in the nightmares where I forget.
They trick me,
put me in a trance and
make me believe again.
I wake up from the nightmares only to realize,
That they weren't real.
They itch and hurt,
After everything I have tried to bury them,
they keep coming back up,
Crawling, scraping against my mind
they find a way to torment me every single time
Let them die, just like the one I shared them with.
i had this wacky ass dream and so i drew the creatures from it
if your curious it was basically abt me finding said lil creatures and js idk having them
and uh i got into a “car accident” (heavy quotes cuz i kinda js fell out of a barely moving car and then js sat there) and then somehow 4 of them died :(
idk they js kinds disappeared but anyways i named the last two itty and bitty (cuz they’re smol) and js had them till i woke up
10/10 dream tbh
Teufelsberg: “Berlin as a little island of dreams”
If you are getting tired of city life has to offer, that this route of Interraling begins with (we are coming to more warm and fuzzy beaches later on, stay tuned). Teugelsberg is the perfect expedition to do and experience an extraordinary perspective of Berlin. Teugelsberg is an old spy facility, located in the west part of Berlin, whereas the facility is build upon an artificial height in Grunewald. The top of the height is 120.1 meter above the sea level, making it Berlin’s highest point. And the spy facility with its towers makes the view exceptional. To get there you will have to take the metro out to west Berlin and walk for 20 minutes but it is totally worth it! You can walk around in this old and abandon spy place and go up to the towers and experience the most incredible view over Berlin. And as our interview person said “Berlin looks like a little island of dreams” since berlin is surrounded with its green forest. You think that Berlin is an on going city that never ends, but up here you can see the city in a new perspective. Great excursion to do with your friends or family!
Next destination will be revealed tomorrow! Stay cool!!
Rant about aesthetics ig
ok pls tell me i'm not the only one who love aesthetics that are either a: pretty much any aesthetic that's like:
like how do i explain this? it's like a bad message + ★·.·´¯`·.·★ 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 ★·.·´¯`·.·★ like:
idk how to explain this just. look at this. it's weirdly pleasing to look at, b: Gissy, pommi or the old green bathroom in ur dreams, okay so if you don't know what i mean by "gissy" or "pommi", gissy=GIS=girl interrupted syndrome so any aesthetic like
pommi is any aesthetic w/ pomegranates and using cannibalism as a metaphor for love, like if ur one pinterest like me you've prolly seen quotes like "i would've bled out if you told me you liked the colour red" or "i would've grown flowers in my lungs if you told me you like daisies" y'know like this:
i know, it's weird, but it's cool
anyways the last one kinda explains itself, like y'know that weird fever dream-ish aesthetic where it's kinda like:
y'know those dreams you have that are kinda like lucid dreams where you're aware this is a dream but can't wake up (or don't want to) they kinda look like those images above and it has it's normal dream elements like things being in places they don't belong or one second ur in ur bedroom the next ur at a beach, things of that nature
those dreams that feel so incredibility real but when you wake up you can hardly remember anything, normally just key moments or one moments and it's details, a example of this could be like a dream i recently had where i don't remember much but in order this is what i could scoundrel together
1: this weird moment where i'm in my school hallway and i'm running from something and the whole thing looks exactly like my school except this dead-end where there's this mid-size gap in the roof that's goes up into complete darkness and i (somehow because that goddamn hallway is like 10ft wide) get up into the gap and climb for like a minutes before i just fall up like (spoilers if ur just getting into stranger things) the upsidedown in stranger things where one characters finds this black hole in the ground (not a literal blackhole like a hole with black gunk around it) and the character goes in and falls into this other version of where they found this hole, anyways kinda like that but i fall into *smug laugh* my house
2: idk when tf this happened in the dream but i'm stuck in this gas station bathroom, like greenish lighting, slurs are written on the walls, the toilet itself looks like if you touched it you'd contract 7 different new viruses, y'know, a gas station bathroom, and i KNOW this shit was a dream because my dumbass was just calmly sitting there like i'm not trapped in one of the nastiest places in the northern hemisphere, also rap was just blasting one the radio, it sound like some teenagers came in the gas station w/ one of those hand-held speakers turned to full volume on 103.7 kiss FM (some1 plsss help me because i can't get the ♪one 'o three point seven *insert music here* kiss FM♪ beat outta my head it's burned into my mind helpppppp)
3: i was in a classroom (my 7th grade one even tho im in 8th) and my teacher turned on the news to the political debate and what showed up was a video of joe bidan questioning the country and it's root, how "great" america is and said ᵖᵃᵖᵉʳ before a shit ton of post-it-notes started crashing through own windows, like a tornado of pink, yellow and green post-it-notes (individually not the pack).
anyways, dreams where you can only remember a few details and thats it
and finally c: hear me out, 2014 tumblr, now im like 95% sure that the moment ya'll read "hear me out" you thought i was gonna say something dirty, well ur not entirely wrong about thinking that >:), like any aesthetic that came about or rose in popularity during 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓮 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓽 y'know the "it's 2014, ur 6 y/o again and a happy tree friends video caught your eye the age of the internet full of cat videos and shitty adult parodies of beloved kids shows/movies, when you were like 8 and found a creepypasta iceberg video and had a shot full of dopamine shoot through you prepubescence body, ur 7 y/o again with way too much freedom on the internet and you find a lil niche site call bestgore.com", ok but on a real note i know the shit i saw in the era probably warrants therapy but i 'd take runthegauntlet.org & racist mario (if ykyk) anyday over skibidi toilet or fvcking max design pro, anyways aesthetics like emo, scene/scenecore, furries, etc, i find cool, now this may just be the desperate little 6 y/o in me clinging onto anything that looks remotely similar to what i grew up on talking, but things like bronies and ___ meets ___ series never fail to give me a weird sense of fucked up nostalgia, ok yea that's definitely the traumatized 6 y/o in me talking for sure but still they look cool, also i am LIVING for the resurgence in early 2000s/2010s style of animation it is BEAUTIFUL even if it looks kinda shitty
anyways thanks for reading my rant
There's something so terrifying and enigmatic when it comes to dreams . I will forever be fascinated when hearing and experiencing dreams that will haunt myself and others for life, especially knowing it all came from our own subconsciousness .
As I fly and travel the world, my longing to share my experiences with you continues to grow. I stare out the window and picture what our life would look like together. Our dynamic together, what our kids would look like, how many people we would impact with our work. I believe our lives would be incredible. Although you're not picturing your life with me, I will continue to stare out the window and dream of the day I don't have to look outside a plane window to see a beautiful view but instead, stare into your green eyes and know that my entire world is sitting right in front of me.
This morning I woke up with a big smile on my face . I realised I dreamt of @taylorswift all night long. I casually met her at a event and she invited me to accompany her to the studio for a writing and recording session. I had the time of my life sitting by the piano listening to the mesmerising creation process. An amazing dream come true to listen to Taylor play guitar and piano and sing for hours. Waking up with this amazing feeling made my day. It still feels so real. I’m definitely in my delulu era!!
Thank you @taylorswift for the dreamy experience I really don’t think there’s anything else I’d rather would want in my life than to hear her create ❤️
"Hold fast to dreams for if dreams go life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly..."
I had a dream last night.
It was Kai adopting a pack of at least 10 kittens and taking them to the Monastery. He declared himself the "Father of Cats" and now the ninjas would just have to deal with it.
Lloyd and Cole were exasperated, Nya just stared at him and rubbed her temples as if to say "unbelievable, but I'm still not surprised", Zane was a little confused and Jay just happily embraced his new "kitty uncle" destiny. The end of the dream was Jay and Kai sitting on the couch playing video games with the kittens around. It was adorable.
"Oh, Darling, what have you done that you have fallen so in love with reality and have forgotten about dreams?"
"It is not reality that I have fallen in love with."
This living room is the perfect place to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon.
Source: HouseOrial.com
guys what does it mean if i’ve been dreaming about my failed talking stage a lot lately? He’s plaguing my mind and it doesn’t help that he’s my IDEAL type
Last night I had a dream where Munkustrap was in a pixelated computer game and he had to defeat Thrakkorzog or something. He shot out electric shocks when you pressed X and coughed up a hairball when you pressed space. “Extra Nerdy” was his big move and it’d put the enemy to sleep for a moment.
It was eventful
When dreams become a reality! Falling 25,000 feet with NO parachute!
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Weirdest dream I had as a kid was of the Keebler elf spelunking in my ear. He went far enough that I could hear him dropping cookies into my brain. Anyway I got mad and shook him out along with the cookies.
Second weirdest was about legos but I’ll probably share that at another time.
Drabbles of Dreams
Falling
I gaze down at the streets. The world is set to monotone. Blacks and greys everywhere. No colour, no change, no difference.
The busy cars, and crowded sidewalks are a jumble of monotone.
Is this what colour blind people see?
I look down at my wrists. Seeing darkened marks and silvery chains decorating them.
Those chains look connected to something. I try and see but they only fade into the distance.
The chains tug, and I follow with a jerk. Wide eyed, I realize I'm falling.
Falling,
And falling,
And falling.
But, I'm light. As light as a feather. It feels so slow, the feeling of falling, yet so liberating, freeing.
I love it and want it to last forever.
The ground bellow me shatters as I hit it. I'm not dead, the world is now black all around me, and I'm being dragged down.
I feel something cold hit my body, which ultimately makes me feel heavier. I wish I was still falling, though the cool sensation is nice.
I'm still being dragged, so long I loose even more sense of time and I realize at some point, the cold turned into freezing.
It's unpleasant, uncomfortable- no painful, and suffocating.
It's like I'm drowning, but I don't need to breath or see, since it's dark and nothing's there to look at anyway.
I don't know how long the silver chains have been pulling me but it seems as though it's been forever when I see something.
It's - red.
Colour? Why is it red? I thought.
It drew closer and closer until I realized it was flickering. Flame.
The flame grew bigger and brighter one moment, then smaller and weaker the next. It seemed as though it was dying, so the chains stopped and released me so I could move to it.
The flame flickered as I drew near and I paused my movements a little. I cupped my hands around it and realized it wasn't warm. It was warmer than the area around me though, and helped me see, so I stayed, finding comfort in the small flame.
The flame started to lick me and get hotter. Surely enough, it burned me.
I started falling back, father and farther, until I forgot all about the flame and the emotions I felt before, only the awareness I felt something, and did something moments ago lingered.
I was suddenly aware of the feeling of something soft on my back and the darkness slowly faded until I saw the darkness of my ceiling with the red of my alarm clock highlighting my face.
I was awake.
Maybe all that we want is already taken— no matter how much we cry, yearn, lament, we never seem to get what we seek.
To just do it,
even when the thoughts
form a barricade.
I was dreaming about watching the first episode of good omens season 3, an episode that does not yet exist. This episode was great and I really liked it. I made the entire episode up in my head and when I woke up I realized that this was not good omens but a figment of my imagination. I was disappointed, devastated. Of course I'll like the episode, I made it up!
So how was your day?