#it lives in my nightmeres

[tutonfagot]

I'm fine. Why are you asking?

#OH MY GOD #I LOVE NIGHTMER THEME #I HONESTLY LISTENED TO ALL 10 HOURS #my live #nightmer theme #undertale au

[nogacheloveka-blog]

The Bad Sanses somehow ended up in the Backrooms. №11

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This is the translation of the another post from Russian to English. I understand English, but it is very difficult for me to write in English, so I asked chat GPT to help me. I have corrected some parts, but there still may be mistakes.

Okay, I realize I get a strange pleasure from drawing sleeping Sanses. Not the worst fetish ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯.

I like to think of Nightmer and Dream as the "Deity of Negative Emotions" and the "Deity of Positive Emotions." Why not?

For this part, I decided to create a MindMap and input all the information I hold in my head for each of the characters. Wow, turns out I've been forgetting so much about my boys all this time. For example, I constantly confused the sleeve where Killer's thread from Error is attached (it should be on the right sleeve, not the left). In addition, I've started to better understand the characters' personalities and my canon in which I make them live.

In this part, I decided to experiment with describing events from different perspectives (I left notes in the form of emojis). =)

Caution: there is a description of injuries involving Nightmer (🌙).

I often listen to playlists while working on parts, hope you enjoy this one :)

Having avoided a fight with people, the group continued on until they found a place where Error could safely exit his reboot. It turned out to be a break room for employees, complete with a water cooler. Someone had taken and carried away the water container, likely individuals from the nearby settlement. This was a good sign as it meant that people wouldn't be exploring this area anytime soon.

The office plants had stretched towards the lamps and withered. Otherwise, this room resembled a small, ransacked cafeteria: all the kitchen cabinets were open, appliances either broken or stolen, spices scattered on the floor (Horror shook his head disapprovingly). However, there were still tables, chairs, and a comfortable couch.

🌙 As the Destroyer's loading bar slowly crawled from 50% to 58%, Nightmare decided to try drinking Almond Water. There was a chance it could help with the issues he had discovered in his mind before. He took the closed tin can in his hands and opened it. A quiet splash was heard. The subtle almond scent, which now constantly surrounded his subordinates, hit his receptors. The thin metal felt cool in his hands. He didn't feel anything strange, and even the Check didn't report anything alarming.

But as the liquid poured into his mouth, he screamed from the unexpected pain. It was awful. As if boiling acid had been poured into an open wound. Like the pain from Dream's arrows. His mind clouded so much that he couldn't even spit out the liquid - it sizzled down his chin onto his chest. The shroud of negativity on him boiled in response to the damage and anger (despair), causing the outlines of his body to blur, as if wax on a candle. The shroud around his jaws dissolved and flowed to his feet in a black, smoking puddle. The bones of the former (deceased) Nightmare's skull were briefly exposed but quickly concealed by a new layer of darkness.

In a desperate attempt to prevent the liquid from burning him further, the Guardian transformed into a pool of negativity and recoiled to the side. The Almond Water can spilled onto the floor.

-15 HP

It didn't feel like "-15 HP". It felt like the damn breath of agonizing death. It was a good thing he hadn't swallowed it. He didn't want to imagine something with a sweet nutty scent searing his insides. "-15 HP" seemed like a joke to his huge health pool, but he didn't want to experience something like that again. The phantom flashes of pain in his mouth faded as the lost HP slowly regenerated. His subordinates looked at him in shock, and their horror aided in the regeneration.

It seemed like something in this place could easily kill him. He felt as if the dimension-killer hungrily licked its lips.

The most essential thing in this place could maim him. Perhaps the most common. The one that needed to be consumed to keep the mind clear. The item that was simply indispensable for the group. That which...

Nightmare pulled himself together.

He was the spirit (almost a god) of negative emotions. He would handle this annoying inconvenience.

⛔By the time Error woke up with the sound of Windows XP, Nightmare was sitting nearby as if nothing had happened. The others glanced cautiously in their direction, but for some reason, remained silent. (Are they hiding something?) The Destroyer looked slightly confused, as if he had fallen asleep at the beginning of the movie and woken up closer to the end. His last memory was parting ways with the Temmie shop. Nightmare, sitting next to him, calmly mentioned that they had encountered people. (Error didn't inquire about injuries, seeing a black puddle on the floor. Nightmare looked fine, as did the others, so nothing serious seemed to have happened).

Error hated his reboots. But sometimes they saved him from truly horrible (thoughts) things. For example, from injuries and wounds. But it was infuriating that a bunch of people had brought him to this point. As if Error couldn't kick meat sacks' asses anymore.

Usually after such emotional shocks, he would visit the "Disgusting #13" fridge and settle in to watch Undernovelle. But opening portals in this place was impossible. So...

Wait. The Destroyer turned his gaze to Horror. He unexpectedly remembered something. Something about what this guy carried in his inventory. Greasy Marshmallow. He recalled that the recommendations mentioned something about a chocolate flavor. If that was the case, it was worth trying his luck and preparing this thing. Especially since he saw blurry (no, he won't get his glasses) outlines of pepper shakers nearby. The Destroyer wasn't skilled in cooking food, so he menacingly moved towards Horror.

🦴 Dust was concerned about what had happened. At first, Nightmare drove people away, although he ordered them not to engage in combat and to survey the area. Then, for some reason, Error took a long time to come out of reboot. It was crystal clear that something serious had occurred, prompting Nightmare to change his plans so drastically. And Nightmare doesn't do that without a significant reason. But what happened to Error? Did they quarrel? Will Error leave now? Dust pulled up his hood, and anxiety crawled down his neck like a swarm of insects.

Then it turns out that water, which they all carry with them, can harm their boss. The water they MUST carry with them to stay sane. This could be a problem. Damn, it already is.

He clenched his hands in the pockets of his hoodie so tightly that he felt one of the ballpoint pens he had there snap. Dust took a deep breath and tried to calm down as Nightmare had taught him. The boss had taught him many techniques to reduce anxiety.

A white butterfly fluttered past his face. He constantly felt the tickle of moths following behind him. They were various butterflies and moths that flocked to him as they roamed Level 4. For some reason, he didn't feel the usual irritation from this. Dust assumed it was because of the Strange Amulet Horror had given him. This phenomenon began precisely when Dust equipped it. Just in case, he made a note in the margins of his notebook:

"I feel like because of the Strange Amulet, I've started to love insects. Almond Water is dangerous for Nightmare."

Dust began to understand why the notes in the notebook were disjointed. Recording troubling thoughts somehow freed him from them.

⚔️ Cross volunteered to scout the area so they could proceed safely. Horror wanted to go with him as usual, but Error pulled Horror aside to cook something. Before arriving in this place, they often did reconnaissance together with the big skeleton. They got along well, so the familiar sense of the imposing figure's presence behind Cross would reassure him. Especially after the recent events.

Yes, the "injury from water" and "Nightmare" seemed like a strange combination, but Nightmare controlled his emotions and, in Cross's view, might not be at risk of losing his mind. At least, that seemed logical. After all, fish don't drown in water, right?

"That's true, Crossy. But what about Almond Water?" joked Killer, who went with him instead of Horror. He twirled a knife in his hands, and his frozen smirk made one feel uneasy.

Cross didn't reply. He didn't particularly enjoy being around Killer. He always felt like the skeleton with a knife might attack out of boredom and made sure not to lose sight of him.

After a few rooms, they found a stairwell with torn wallpaper and a creaky staircase. It resembled the description of the passage to Level 5. They needed to return and inform the others of their discovery.

🔪 Killer was pleased. The boss's food poisoning was certainly dreadful, as was Error's figure hidden in mistakes, as was the agitated Dust, as... Well, much in this place was dreadful. Probably. Killer wasn't sure exactly. He struggled with identifying emotions. But he definitely enjoyed the whirlwind of events. He knew he felt a chill at the sight of pain on Nightmares face. He knew he felt inspired when Horror and Error started making marshmallows using the heating element that was still in the office cooler (The prepared Greasy Marshmallow resembled sweet thick cocoa with vanilla and cinnamon). He also knew for sure that he WOULDN'T use the Temmie Flake popper near Nightmare. (Perhaps he could use the Flowey Seed popper instead? It was worth exploring this question.) And he was definitely very curious to see what awaited them next.

The new level that he and Cross led the group to also pleased him in many ways: there were more items, more different textures and materials. It seemed he even saw a cat, but couldn't catch up with it. Much of Level 5 reminded him of the castle where they had all lived before. Soft chairs and sofas, subdued lighting, and eerie portraits.

Ah, almost like home.

🪓 The district was clean. Horror sensed faint human smells on the furniture, in the rooms, noticed inappropriate litter for the setting. Thanks to their stop at Temmie's, he knew that people visited this hotel quite often, even rented rooms. And this kept him on edge.

The people they encountered on Level 4 puzzled him. He managed to Check one discreetly as he pushed forward in the hustle. Their stat block had no parameters, including the HOPE indicator. It wasn't hidden or inaccessible. It simply wasn't there. The description was unusually brief "...".

Earlier, while they were still in the rest area on Level 4, Error asked (ordered) Horror to retrieve the Greasy Marshmallow from the inventory. Considering he could have just hacked the code and stolen the item, it was quite polite. Horror even dared to set a condition: if they cook, they cook for everyone. Error agreed. While they were cooking with the Destroyer, Horror shared his observations about people with him. Error shrugged irritably.

"What doesn't have a health bar is hard to kill. If what you're saying is true, it will be like fighting a ghost," he replied briefly.

It was good they didn't engage in battle. Horror hated fighting ghosts. They were exhausting. During it, one felt like giving up.

In the end, the group had to stop for the night. Nightmare stayed on guard. He had to forcibly restrain Killer from attempting something foolish, and Killer quickly fell asleep.

It had been a very long day.

Nightmare belongs to Jokublog Killer belongs to RahafWabas Dust belongs to Ask-DustTale Horror belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios Error belongs to CrayonQueen Cross belongs to JakeiArtwork

#bad sanses #cross sans #dust sans #error sans #horror sans #killer sans #nightmare sans #the backrooms #au #undertale au #bad guys in backrooms #bad sans gang #art #underverse #undertale #level 5 #utmv #Youtube

[triko-the-fluffy-artist]

WICH OC DO YOU WANNA SEE FIRST :3

School is killing me right now TwT i swear i'll show you guys my stuff as soon as i have a bit of free time :,)

In the meantime i can give you some more info about them, they where all made separately and don't have lore in common and some of them are still not 100% complete...owo

Who would you like to see first:

🖤A crazy son of a bitch that's evil incarnate, a fallen deity now Lord of Nightmeres that manipulates dreams, lives for the drama, basically a Musical super villain, so unhinged that the doorframe is missing.

🔥A big angry demon that compensates her trust issues with aggression but really just needs a hug. Tsundere and awkward as fuck, violence is not a solution but a question, and the aswer is yes.

💕A depressed Succubus that doesn't believe in love anymore and to avoid delusions just lives in his stereotype, goes full horny mode to avoid feeling anything else and he's a sarcastic idiot (who also needs a hug)

🌊Basically a disney princess with himbo energy that's also a god and trustes humans too much, he's all wise but still so curious about human culture, so he goes around in his Human Disguise hoping to meet new friends. (He's the one giving hugs to the depressed OC's)

👻A small traumatized boy who remained locked up for most of his life because he was believed to be the antichrist, he can see the spirits of the dead, he's scared of everything and he's haunted by one jelous spirit that treats him like his toy. (He definitly needs multiple hugs)

#fanart #art #shipping #ships #gay #oc artist #oc artwork #oc character #oc art #wanna see my oc?????? #my ocs #oc #original character

[shadsmidnightthoughts]

GENSHIN SAGAU

TW/CW: M A J O R CHARACTER DEATH. LOTS OF DEATH. GORE. THE TRAVELLERS NAMES (Aether/Lumine) NOT PROOFREAD. I CANT SPELL FOR SHIT IM SORRY.

Title: this dream...

Characters: Venti, Zhongli, Ei, ALL vision holders currently in the game (3.0), lumine, abyss!Aether, unknown god, dainsleif, golden blood!God!reader,

Readers POV

This is it. We are finally in the ruins of k'ahanriah, the truely divineless nation. We were running. Running up so many stairs. Running down so many corridors. Just to get to that damned bloodbath ballroom. One last staircase. The abyss heralds we thought we had lost came barging into the stairwell from any entrance they could. We were stuck fine. Venti, the traveller dainsleif and I starting fighting, trying to clear out space for at least Lumine and Paimon to get through. After what seemed like twenty minutes of us protecting one another from attack apron attack we were there. In the ballroom. It was empty except for a singular gold and red throne with none other then the abyss prince himself, Aether lounged on the magnificent throne.

Lumine ran forward as the tell-tale red and black diamond opened in front of the door, trapping us in there with the prince. "Well.. I didn't think you would make it here but.. I guess I should have never doubted Lumine." The goddess said as she stepped out of the portal, dragging fleets of vision weilders (<-mispelt I think, sorry) out along with her. "Let them go. They have nothing to do with this." Lumine said to the goddess. "Fine. But first.." she held her hand out causing each and every vision holder to float twenty feet above the floor, seemingly by their necks even though nothing was there. With a flick of her wrist, we watched each ones neck contort with inhuman speed 180°. It happened sickeningly slowly. First bennett, then diluc, then amber, then Xinyan, then Xiangling, thoma, yoimia, yanfei and then poor, sweet innocent Klee. I felt as if I was going to be sick right then and there. Seeing their lifeless bodies just floating there.

Next it was the poor Anemo users. Xiao, heizou, kazuha, sayu, Sucrose, jean. The goddess was grinning as if this was some sick joke. "You ever thought you could save them outlander? That is truely laughable." The electro users were on the chopping block next. Razor. Ei. Keqing, Beidou, Lisa, Kuki, yae, fishl and sara. "I must say imposter, you grew fond of these low lives? They were just stepping stones in your path." It spoke. I heard a bow draw. All eyes were on me. Im crying.

Zhongli, albedo, itto, gorou, Noelle, Ninguang. All dead.

The fear in Chongyun's eyes as he watched his best friend's lifeless body fell to the floor nearly made me choke. Barbara, kokomi, ayato, childe, mona, yelan.

"Dont worry. You will be with your friend... now" she flicked her wrist and everyone left dropped to the floor. It was like a car crash. You wanted to look away but you couldn't. Most had split their head on the white, pristine marble that was the ballroom floor. Watching their blood and brains leave them through their skulls and watch the light drain from all of their eyes was torture. Some got the air sucked out of their lungs, their lungs then being crushed and punctured by their very own ribs beneath the goddesses feet.

The bow string snapped into place.

I didn't feel it at first. The three arrows sticking out of my back. For a moment, I felt nothing. Then all the pain hit me at once while I realized I had fallen forward. I hit my head. I saw liquid. But not blood. Gold? No. Im seeing things. Im dizzy.. my eyes are so heavy. The room is spinning. Is someone yelling? Are they yelling under water? I will miss my friends. Please let this have been a nightmere. I don't want this dream to end yet..

#sagau x reader #sam rambles #sagau #sams sagau #self aware genshin au #imposter au #sam speaks #series: this dream

[hiimerick]

chapter 3 the curse of Maraxes hunger

the next day hroms hunger grew, he began to fear that from this curse he would be forced to give up on adventures. the party was worried about him. as he was laying on his bed, next to him layed Peter with his hand on his shoulder, and on hroms stomach was izbun, the three were trying to figure out what to do as Marceline and Falia tried to find a druid or wizard that could solve the issue. then it happened again his stomach started turning, twisting and gurgling as the thoughts of horrid things came to his mind. it was terrible. there were thougts of what creatures he could eat alive or of how he could preaper one of his friends for a nice meal. and then izbun came to him with a loaf of bread that the girls put on the bed stool in case of the curse sparkling yet again. he ate the whole thing like some kind of animal not even trying to chew the pices properly. and then the hunger stopped for but another moment.

as that happened izbun shouted as loud as he could

Izbun - I'VE GOT IT

hrom - really?

Izbun - you said that your dad was made by a goddes of curses and that he knows a fair amout of them. we should all go there, he will know what to do

hrom - m- my dad- he is on the other island there's no way we will get there before i eat something that is still breathing

Izbun - well dumbass what other ideas do you have. starving to death?

hrom - fine

the three called the girls and began to pack. taking with them a whole backpack of food they found the quickest swim to the main islan and departed from shore. it took them a day and a quater of the special backpack but they got to the main island. as they were making it through the forest hrom was tying to ignore his curse while the group that was local to the other smaller island was taking in the wonders of the main one. as hrom was stepping in front of the group he was doing his best at avoiding the fairy elves traps. then they heard the song the song that took over the minds of the others but not the one of hrom.

but what took over him instead was the curse he desperatly grabbed at the backpack opening it he saw it's emptyness.

he was confused the trip to the main island took them a quarter of it's contents and the trip through the forest couldn't have taken that much food. he was beginning to think bad things, his friends were captured by the wonders of the song and slowly stepping towards the noise.

" suerly one of them wouldn't mind having one of thier limbs missing " " hrom needed to eat more then they did " " nothing would happen if izbun would dissapear " " he is too small maybe falias leg" not even realising it hrom was running towards the singing out of fear " hey what are you doing there's free food the other way! " and then he heard a step as a deer jumped in front of him, he couldn't keep it, he pulled out his weapon and threw it at the animals stomach, that move made it fall to the ground, he ran up to it and began to tear and chew the raw flesh he would be doing it until he wasn't hungry anymore but as he ate two fairy elves came to him and saw the horror, thay put bread in his hands but by that time the deed was done, he ate the bread on the way to the coven where his friends already were. when they saw the blood covering his mouth they were horrified asking what happened and then a oil creature came running to him and behind came a manequin a living one. he hugged his dads with a welcome and they all sat down by a table

explaining the curse Mage the oil creature knew what to do. They performed a ritual that summoned one called Marax he was the deamon that created the curse of hunger which could be used by anyone in his name, he lifted the curse freeing hroms soul.

hroms friends finally got to meet hroms parents and the next day they set out and by two days they were home.

the only thing that remained of the curse were nightmeres and the taste of raw deer that itself too eventually went away.

#hi im erick #my stories #my work #my writing #writing #writers on tumblr

[cumakky]

Name: Zimb

Race: Zombie

Age: 150 years (the body does not change as a 19-year-old)

History:

She lived in a dysfunctional family, so she was reborn into a zombie to live a better life

..

Poor eyesight due to the fact that she is a zombie, so she wears round-rimmed glasses or colored lenses (more often red)

Loves adrenaline, doesn't like boring board games

Loves big companies, doesn't like being ignored

He likes bright things like red, gold jewelry and all sorts of shiny things

She likes to bite, she doesn't like being bitten because her body is rotten and any part of her body can come off

I am familiar with Nightmer (my left hand and cheek are infected with hatred). She doesn't get along with him

If you tear off her hand (for example), it will take a long time to grow together due to rotting. Therefore, the body parts are torn off, she just sews (yes it hurts)

Loves very spicy food

Is indifferent to sweets but loves chupa chups

Individual laughter: HEHEHE

#my oc art #art #zombie

[hanjisick]

Hello!!💗 How are you? Hope you are doing just fine. Sooo i don't really know how your ships work so i am sorry if i made you uncomfortable and if the request's are closed then you can always just delete it i wouldn't mind. Also i apologize if this is too long and for any spelling mistakes english is not my first langauge.

• I am a russian female, my height is about 1.61 cm, weight about 51 kg, brown curly/wavy medium kinda hair, big brown eyes with long and thick lashes (people say that they can see planets in them which is very weird because idk), i have a griffin tattoo on the botton side of my left leg and as much as my figure is very feminine i work out so i pack some mucles and a six pack. Usually my skin is very pale and snowy but in the summer it turns into a honey like toned skin and i have a few beauty marks.

• I am an istp, usually people don't come and talk to me because i always look like i would kill someone (and i would) but in the end i just really care about the people i love. Very very shy and polite around people and strangers but i get very extravorted around people that i am comfotable with. I have a very hard time judging people and i am always able to understed their side of the story and how they feel even if i didn't went through the same thing they did. I can read people's mood just by looking into their eyes most of the time. Very very dark sense of humor for no reason (and a very broken one too). I perefer to listen then talk because it makes me happy that people trust me enough to tell me random/deep stuff about themselves.

• I really love video games and P.S (mostly fighting games like tekken or god of war), used to play a piano, i draw quit a lot (mostly people and it's just sketching), sing, very good at sports, used to pole dance, and i have some experiense with judo and thai boxing (fights and breaking people's bones but we don't talk about that), if i watch tv it's just national geografic wild/HD, i absolutely love reading books and watching movies (mostly action and comedy sometimes horror too).

• I don't like being controlled and forced to either do something or choose between something. I would rather stay at home but if the person i care about would want to go outside i can't say no because as long as i am with them i am happy. I have like only two friends other then my cat and barley talk to one of them though my social battery is very low and i like to be alone when theres an opportunity most of the time.

• I speak 8 langauges, absolutely love animals but cats are my favorite, i have never being babied before and prefer to take care of others, theres like 5% chance i will find someone unattractive, another reason why i don't talk to people anymore is because i am afraid they will use me because i was being nice to them. I had horrible depression for almost 4 years when i was 11/10 and no one catched up on that until a phone call with a teacher that i had, alot of nightmeres and illusions, i harmed myself too (still have scars) everyday and had to take a pill and go to a therapist but now i am okay and happy (but still never felt genuine happines). I have a habbit of playing with a ring on my finger that i always wear, already at a young age i was very independet (5 or 6 years old maybe) already knew how to cook and do house chores and i didn't grow up with the most normal family i was mostly a daddies girl never had a mother figure (we were strangers living under the same roof) and an 8 years older sister who always pushed me away until she begin dating her now husbend and i have a baby nephew.

• I have all the love langauges but the biggest two are quality time and physical touch.

Again i apologize if it's too long, made you uncomfortable and for spelling mistakes.

I really love your writing's but don't forget to take care of yourself and i hope you will have a good day/night!!~💕💗💞

i ship you with…

jisung!

your intimidating aura shook something inside of him. he would immediately need to know more about you and would be willing to do anything to get your attention.

he found it adorable how similar you actually were to him. both of you would be shy around eachother, only to gradually become louder until the two of you were always a giggling, fun mess together.

jisung would love nothing more than to spend his days by your side, tracing your tattoo in awe as he talked about absolutely anything that came to his mind.

but nothing sold him more than the fact that you both loved to watch national geographic, always down to binge episodes over a bowl of popcorn and cuddles.

he would love to help you relive the inner child experiences that you never had. if jisung is good at anything, it’s making others feel safe and loved.

yandere jisung

you enjoy being alone most of the time? say goodbye to that. you wouldn’t be able to pry the boy off of you, no matter how strong you are.

the only person you would have to deal with is jisung however, since he would be happy to do anything in order to stay home with you all day and all night with you and your cats.

he is absolutely enthralled with all of your hobbies and talents. video games? he would love to play with you, but he was also content with simply laying on your lap and watching the game. your sketches? they’re all hidden in a drawer for him to look through. singing? he would beg to hear you, to sing along with you, anything— but only he was allowed to hear your angelic voice.

but be careful talking about your experiences and family— all it takes is a mention that you dislike someone and jisung will immediately have them taken care of. learning about your past has only made him more possessive and protective over you, and he’s willing to do absolutely anything to make sure that nobody hurts you ever again.

#please don’t ever apologize for making your request long #all it does is make your response longer because you give me more to work with #skz #stray kids #ship requests #stray kids ships #skz ships

[gay-crappost]

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU!

OH GOD PLEASE NOOOOOO

#i hate star wars if you didn’t know #like worst thing ever #it lives in my nightmeres #crap post #my post

[a-page-of-a-mad-mans-mind]

Imagine waking up convinced the night before was a nightmere. Because where else would you have a perfect baseball swelling form instantaneous out of your abdomen. In that fish bowl of swell there were swimming tadpoles. Except that bowl is your skin and the water is.......well also your skin. Imagine that lifetime of logical thought you built your reality on is now staring at a hand three times its normal size. So you hold onto that reality reality and proceed to put a healthy amount of salt upon the wound you assume is causing the sweeling. To now see those same tadpoles doing a little jingle on your hand as well expressing anger at your shotgun spray of salt.

Scary enough? Now try you went to 6 emergency rooms and you fought tooth and nail to get them to run any test that might help proving what you already know. There are parasites crawing just beneath the muscle. Everyone them does one test or another talking to you like your insane. Everyone you've known some your entire life all saying the same thing. Your lying, your crazy, your on drugs etc .. and dam if you're not crazy because they can't be found by the doctors and how would you have gotten such a rare parasite? Untill a young girl says "daddy somethings moving in that guy's leg. Dad being dad entertains this comment and stares over for a solid 3 maybe 4 mins before slowing raising his head to meet your eyes. Yup their real. And yup the doctors still don't believe you.

At this point doctors,friends,family, and associated people all think your crazy or on drugs or both. But you are not and they are real. Really real in the sense that they are moving towards your brain.

That is my reality right now, because only one person in 1000 miles has every successfully diagnosed them. Well was my reality. Because now I can prove it. All the doctors test and making fun of and telling you "your fine " get some sleep " maybe you need a syc evaluation" Yea those smart guys and gals couldn't find them in all of human history. They couldn't do it with all their gadgets and schooling. But guess what, I had a will to live, and some scatch tape which is all I needed to do what doctors failed to. I did the impossible. I found them and could prove it.

In all my life my absolute worse nightmare was just that. To be eaten alive while plenty could help but instead thought me crazy.

#bugsinskin #crawling #nightmare #orion #beautiful creatures #erstorys #medical mystery #medical #hostage #life #nohelp #nohelpwillbegiven #malpratice #left for dead #worms #parasite #lungworm #brain eating #skin crawlers #humn #walking nightmere

[trishvaylar]

Rewatching season 2 of the Blacklist in its entirety, I again got a confirmation that 2.14 is one of my top favourite episodes of all time.

There is a moment there between Red and Liz when he tells to "never do it again", i.e. to never risk her life for him. In answer she admonishes him, tells him he is damaged if he can not accept help from her and then she simply says this: "I risked my life for you because I care about you, deal with that".

Of cause she cares, but in 1.04 it was her who called him a monster instead of thanking him.

Why? Because I think it is not Red who is damaged, but Liz, aka Masha Rostova-Reddington.

I know that many fans of the show (my best friend included) dislike or even hate Liz for being stupid and for treating Red unfairly.

OK, the first point is not so important, as it is more often then not due to the writing, to benefit the plot. But the second point is of more consern to me in the face of the dawning premiere of season 8.

Of cause I could quote Liz from 4.22 and be done with it, as it explains Liz' behaviour with Red perfectly well: "Fear, doubt, even a certain amount of hatred is all normal in a Family and that is who you and I are".

But I do not think or believe that that would be enough.

So we are back again to those words Liz said to Red in 2.14, "you are so damaged". No, in fact what she said was an example of subconscious reflective psychology. Liz had so often pushed Red away because, as he himself said in 2.13, "yiu are afraid that, once I have it, (the fulcrum), you will be of no further value to me and you will never see me again". Liz is damaged. She knows Red loves her, she loves him, but she needs to know why he loves her to be able to accept it and calmly love him back.

Yes, Donald tells her that Red simply is the man who loves her very much. But the thing is, one thing is romantic love, based on sex, mutual attraction, then care, marriage, kids (if one is lucky), it is fairly simple even for a damaged person to grasp.

But all Liz had since she was 4, was an adoptive Father (the reason why she wanted to adopt a baby), who could give her no account or explanation of why she was having terrible nightmeres, a burn scar on her palm, and a desire to understand and relate to the criminal mind. She knew not what happened to her Father or why her Mother abandoned her. As such she knew nothing of her origin, of where she came from, of what were her Parents like, and as Dr. Linus Creel told her, watching your Parents is like seeing your own future self. So Liz was twice damaged psychologically already - she was 4 when she lived through something terrible she had no memory of (we know what that was) and she did not know if her Parents actually left her because they did not want her.

So, when she met a Father-figure who, unfirtunately, is an internationally famous criminal, she saw, felt, realized cared about her, cared for her, to believe it, to accept it, to grow used to it, she needed to know, why he cares. Only that would simplify the process of actually accepting Red loves her dearly.

Liz is damaged and apart from actions she needs a reason why Red cares. So, when she finally realizes he is her Father, that makes it simple to accept - Fathers love their kids. While she believes he is Ilya, her Mother's friend, who promised her Mother to love her and protect, again she accepts it. But right now she does not know who Red is to her AND that makes her believe the imposter, when Fake states she is Liz' Mother.

Red is almost always right, that is the show's MO, but he is wrong in one thing, but very much crusial one: Lis doesn't just want to know the truth, she NEEDS to know it! She needs to know because that knowledge would make Liz calm and happy. She needs to know Red is actually her Mother and then all that "I love you tomorrow, I hate you today" with Red would stop, and that damage inside Liz could heal.

Yes, Liz had pushed Red away multiple times, but she would do anything in her power to save him, just like he does for her. When he tells her to "never do it again", he is a Mother not willing the child to be in danger. Liz, now she is the Mother herself, must make the connection, to contextualize this correctly, then she will guess his secret without him telling her himself.

LIZ NEEDS HER MOTHER, AND HER MOTHER NEEDS TO ALLOW LIZ TO BE WITH HER!

#Liz Keen #Red #Rederina #The Mother theory is confirmed #Liz is not stupide #Neither is she an ungrateful bitch #she just needs to know why

#the blacklist #raymond reddington

[akanabekarma]

ENG

RUS (листайте ниже)

Hello, and so, this is the story of my multiverse (I may call it UnderDream). I want to warn you right away, I am not very good at drawing

Dream and Nightmare were created to protect the sense tree. The population did not like these skeletons. They believed that skeletons were evil (this was because they had a war against skeletons (before Dream and Nightmer.)) That is why they live very far from the village. Apples were regarded with suspicion. If even one eats at least one apple, this monster was expelled from the village, or even sentenced to death.

It was they who became the impetus for the appearance of the Nightmare's hatred. ...

I will describe the story briefly, I will write in detail later.

Our apple brothers fled from the pursuit. When the pursuit fell behind, they noticed a man by a tree. Dream immediately decided to make friends with her, but The nightmare treated her with suspicion. It was Chara. They became friends with her. After 2 months, Nightmare ate apples (namely 198 black apples). He did this in order to protect Dream, who was being attacked. He did not think about himself, the main thing was to protect his brother. His mind could not stand it, and he went insane .... Having killed all the inhabitants (including Chara), he wanted to beat Dream. Dream managed to eat one apple, which gave him a sword and a knives positive emotions .-.

He disappeared into another Au. A little later he founded a group that had no name. The purpose of this group is to protect themselves and the other Aus from Nightmare. In this "team" are Dream himself, Inc., Killer and Cross. Au Blue was destroyed. There are also neutral characters such as Dust, Horror, Error and others.

Well, something like this ._. I apologize for my English, to be honest I don't know it very well, that's why I write through a translator.

RUS:

Здравствуйте, и так, это история моей мультивселенной (возможно назову ее UnderDream). Сразу хочу вас предупредить, я не очень хорошо рисую 😅

Дрим и Найтмер были созданы для того, чтобы они защищали дерево чувств. Население не любило этих скелетов. Они считали, что скелеты это зло (это было потому, что у них была война против скелетов (до появления Дрима и Найта.)) Именно поэтому деревню они посмотроили от них очень далеко. К яблокам относились с призрением. Если хоть один съест хотя бы одно яблоко этот монстр был изгнан из деревни, или даже приговорён к смертной казни.

Именно эти люди были толчком для ненависти Найта...

Историю я опишу кратко, в деталях напишу позже.

Наши яблочные братья бежали от погони. Когда погоня отстала они заметили человека у дерева. Дрим сразу решил с ней подружится, ну а Найт относился к ней с призрением. Это была Чара. Они сдружились с ней. Через 2 месяца Найтмер съел яблоки (А именно 198 черных яблок). Он сделал это для того, чтобы защитить Дрима, на которого напали. О себе он не думал, главное было защитить брата. Его рассудок не смог выдержать это, и он сошел с ума .... Убив всех жителей (в том числе и Чару) он хотел побить Дрима, но он успел съесть одно яблоко, которое дало ему меч и ножи из позитивных эмоций .-.

Дрим скрылся в другой Ау. Чуть позже основал группу, у которой названия не было. Цель этой группы - защитить себя и других Ау от Найтмера. В этой "команде" находятся сам Дрим, Эррор, Киллер и Кросс. Ау Блу была уничтожена. Есть и нейтральные персонажи, такие как Даст, Хоррор и другие.

Ну как то так ._.

#undertale au #undertale #undertale fandom

[gidle]

Im so so so excited for the songs!!!! One of the reasons i stan gidle is bc they are one of the few groups i know that make songs that are so powerful and show emotion, what you call "deep" and i live for those......put it straight nightmere ver. Is my favoright and i hope it will change now :))))))

that nightmare vers IS so good!!!! i love that gidle are such strong performers, and they pull out different concepts every comeback too... it never gets boring with them :’) cant wait to obsess over their new songs and swear they’re the best songs ever up until the next comeback <3

#answered #anonymous

[bts-weverse-trans]

190726 ARMY’s Weverse Post

안녕하세요, 여러분. 제 이야기를 좀 읽어주시겠어요?10년 전은 저에겐 큰꿈이 있었어요. 이꿈을 쫓았지만 집요하지 못해 결국 실패했어요. 그 순간, 저의 전 세계가 무너졌어요. 거의 매일 밤 나쁜 꿈을 꿨어요. 꿈속에서 천 번 죽었고, 사랑하는 사람을 잃었고, 많이 울었고, 두려움이 저를 사로잡혔어요. 저는 제 자신을 죄수에 만들었고, 제 마음은 나의 새장이 되고 무슨 일이 있어도 나갈 수 없었습니다. 저는 혼자였고 절망적이었습니다. 죽을 수 없어서 살았어요. 이렇게 어두운 날, 방탄소년단을 만나봤습니다. 그리고 저는 정말로 그들이 제 삶을 변화시켰다고 말하고 싶습니다. 방탄이 절 구해줬고 잘 해냈다고 말하고 싶어요. 하지만, 슬프게도, 그것은 사실이 아닙니다. 대신, 저의 작고 사랑스러운 빛이 되었습니다. 제가 치유하고, 중요하게 느끼고, 살아있다는 것을 느끼기 위해 갔던 곳이 되었습니다. 아무것도 쉽지 않았고, 지금도 몸부림치고 있지만, 차근차근 어둠을 벗어나고 있습니다. 매일 저는 제 소중한 빛에 손을 뻗어 다시 사는 법을 배웁니다. 방탄이 덕분에, 저는 더 나은 사람이 되고 싶습니다. 방탄이 덕분에, 저는 포기하고 싶지 않아요. 저에게 꿈을 주었고, 저에게 희망을 주었어요. 정말 감사드리고 싶어요. 이제 저는 살아남아야 합니다. (실수가 있으면 양해해 주세요.) Hello, guys. Can I share my story with you? 10 years ago I had a dream, a big one. I've chased it, but I wasn't persistent enough and had eventually failed. At that moment, my whole world just fell apart. I started having nightmers almost every night. I died a thousand times, I lost people I love, I cried a lot, and fear took over me. I made myself into a prisoner, and no matter what, I could not get out of the cage which was my own mind. I was alone and hopeless. I lived because I couldn't die. On the one of this darkest days, I've met BTS. And I really want to say they changed my life. I want to say they saved me and made it all right. But, sadly, it won't be true. Instead, they had become my little lovely light. My home. The place there I would go to heal my wounds, to feel important, to feel alive. Nothing was easy, and I still struggle, but step by step I'm making my way out of darkness. Everyday I reach my hand for that precious light of mine and learning how to live again. Because of them, I want to be a better person. Because of them, I don't want to give up. They gave me dream, they gave me hope. I'm very thankful. Now I have to survive. (Please excuse any mistakes.)

....사랑해요💜

#thankyoumylight

Hoseok’s reply

i'm ur HOPE 💜 힘내쟈 💜 i’m ur HOPE 💜 Let’s muster strength 💜

(T/N: Alt trans for Hobi’s reply: let’s cheer up. ☞ Literal trans: let’s muster strength ☞ Nuance: let’s muster strength and keep going)

Trans cr: The ARMY who posted this to Weverse provided an English translation © Please credit when taking out

#hoseok #hobi #weverse #reply #190726 #2019 #long post

[hartdevil]

Monster part 3

( read the other 2 parts )

Sudenly I felt a hand on my shoulder "well they didn't do enything wrong so me, you are living right now!"

"so soon? We didn't iven come to the good part yet."

"The good part?" I thought. Then I rimembered the storyes that my mum toled me when I was yunger. About thise things that eat human flesh. Shadows, Nightmeres. And one was standing right infront of me.

It's eyes were staring in mine "yes... The good part. The part were I put you to sleap forever. So way don't you stay still..." The person behind us stormed infront and with an axe swung at the thing choping it's head off.

"Who are you?"

To be continued...

This one was a bit long...😅

[the-firebird69]

and he was spoke to the man from van halen and said this so we are scerwed all. and mb.  and that is why. we have a special event tonight HUGE HUGE HUGE MEET..YES.  A MEET. AND ARE ANNOUNCED ON OUR SITE.  and many others and at the Enertainment site and casino and it is a huge pile of Hardknock tons of them big ones no..there are not any bigger than a sportster...none.  and so far so good.  and we see him but we hold.. and sell now...we sent out one..and it was a hit and girls liked it a Cruiser...and they are at it and not much larger in length it is but in keeping wiht Hardknock Kicker and light to be handled well and used well.  and we see them they see..we know.  tons of us do...and the Special is out and up there and we drive it and in odd places...on bars and up on tables lined up and two guys lift i down not huge.  and humans. no not billium. and it is  a cool lookng bike resembles the Soft Tail.  we hold to it too and call  it that, no, it is a Hardknock Kicker 5150 Softail and that is that.  the only one like our bobber and it is accessorized and cheap and super light.  about 290 pounds dry.  or less depending tht is with the bars and other ok stripped it iis 260 and some like it that way, he does it is performacne rest adn sstuff at home...though ti distracts he says. tons buy it stripped.  tons want the Wolverine look in a Hardknock we say it it is a Fatboy we run a test pilot, ask the character opposite Arnold Schwarzenneger he agrees..and is off...and yeh is a cop bike too as is the Softail.. they use it for sales..and we work and make money ok.  assemble.  now too. and finally . geeeezuuuuusss. nad ok hahah.  tons in. we buy up tons most and all mb.  and we see thy have aswembly plants and send lots and huge ones and yes in shipping containrers red ones.loaded with them all are alike for police specials no decals or added paint unless ordered they agree and assemble now...apply decals for paint we agree and can make those too they agree but no have tons of that lol. and it is on we have tons of things to do now..and up at the Entertainment center...and a contest he says for the chopper centerfold on the calender. and john c rielly will make a dirty magazine he wont and it will be a dirty name...he has aname and his idea for the forum name onliine and in the mag famous or hilarious comments or comments by famous ppl there and his line the titel is in now and yeh it is ripe Hardcock Licker and it is the forum title...and we use the thing too...now tons of girls sign on and buy bikes...and bike p arties ensue.  he says we can sell a biker bar and modular...and we shall fun idea...and tons of Kicker 5150 memorabilia...tons.  and fun. ok.  it is fun. now about ours ok.  and we say this Vegas must know no...and we are there and request a biker band there and they arrive, well a bunch...and we request to place our Hardknock Kicker as a prize and John c rielly is there and thenno and no. and where is rd...we find him and then no way ok and off the street with those...its not a movei it is a business. and a stylish bike and tey laugh ok...but are we too loud..no no it is ok and we see it  and fun.  and rd says here here and  here...and good..we go and do that.  and he says a paper one and tons file in the place is flooded..now too. too many lol...and no dispensor  well..and my casino  and for gear...? ok, will try it smaller ones and yeh ok...not too small and picks and they are off..and to gamble for a bike lol we do it now too. rd is crushed but ok...and we do that RD says and fun..and prob good unless...and im there Andre shows and opens a Pancake house..and yeh helping.  and now too and we float our own in..hahah fat no ok it is our idea...and are in shortly.  and RD says where. tons arrive. and we place two Hardknock kicker towers only 8 story on his boarwalk area, and two Replica of famous gangster cars and ganster type cars, a huge hit..and oh one more for the ladies, the furs and more joey had that one good one Joey and oh the costume jewelry and more..and tons show and  yes to gamble for or purchase but our retail and fo course it is more we want you to win it.. and we see...fun.   and Cigars and Raule smokes them sells his brand..and he is there and we buy  them up and you truck them in good. and now we ahve a business. he bets on the fight no we do..and in Japan. and the Jaeger  the mutant is to be the Phoenix  we see wow.wow is right i need an organizer and there are many aps.  and so  on..  and bill does it and yeh a game setup in his place  and you are to gues the outcome and path and the path can win after losing adn yeh it is fun tons of celebrities comein and cosplay and more it is a nightmere so fun is good. and they pull up and Poor Pirate is offloaded and two humungus tanks full  they are about 8000 gallons each..i seel it .50 cents a snort a fullone...tons love it. and we say this fun too....and an atomium? no you will be charged for it lol ok.  where a huge one permanent...and ours nope...and i renovate and own it and yeh BG and how big is it, only liek the one in belgique good not that one though but...no no hahah ok and we aprpove rd says good enough. and the race went well no bloodshed.  and properly..and fighting later yes but nothing then. and fun.  he won the guy who is SIM and who..we shall see. Rd john c rielly bg Zues Hera Thor Freya Thrym preston we are there and make the pancakes and justini will show up soon..tons live his version and the belgian waffles are a huge huge hit.. tons love it and crepes all big.  giant. and we are there now..huge bill for rd yes no we dont..and john c rielly says whywe say this costs too much to pay you to drop off the gift cars as rd is a wise one and he knows now you see it they are ok with it...and stuff.  john c rielly doddles off drives themup hands over the titles and says this is it ok Sebstian..and we roll on it we do it too..and fun. bikes to be won..rolled up two new Harley Softail type Hardknocks and are a lot cheaper out of the box full warranty and guarantee, assembled fully lubricated ready to start...title in your hand registered usually no add.  only 2500 and needed...and in the box same base model, only 1800, it is harder to asemble fully and really it comes partially asembled engine in, and other prts electrical main all is plug and play  and go really ok. Hera Zues

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=818rtJ5WY20

[ra-ion]

Chapter two: Endless days

"When you lost everything in your life things get easier. You don't need to worry about anything cuz it's already fucked. My life is slowly pushing me down the river and that's fine. Whatever happends that's fine. I'm fine. No desires left. Just present time. Task. Job. Whatever it is. Do it and live your nightmere through. Becouse I deserved on my own hell."