1.
I was living it large at the beach (In Roblox? But also irl??) and i sorta had a girlfriend who was a moviestar and we kinda banged on the beach.... Then we banged at her beach house.... Yeah
2.
Zombie/The Walking Dead dream??
First i was in the woods fighting off zombies wih my team, then it wasn't just zombies but hella other bs too, so we got pushed back into this cave/sunken building place. I had to go back out to grab some Macguffin but i also needed to watch out for the extra bs that started chasing me back to the building.
I barely made to to shut the door, unfortunately one of my team mates who happened to be out with me didn't make it- torn to peices behind the window of the door.
The scenery sorta changed but not the vibes. Zombies poppped up inside the building so we halled off a section for ourselves and i went home(?, i was home before all this happened maybe, but i dont remember). My family needed to get out of our neighborhood and into a shelter quickly so we packed up the car and went to go pick up my younger siblings from the mall.
It was hell in there.
Mom got the 2 youngest kids and so i went to go find my other sister and some nail polish for some reason. I kept getting lost because the place was basically a parkour center with terrible red, single elevators clumped in groups of four. I kept going up and down trying to find my sister and also round up kids that were stuck- but those other kids were also better at leaving then me. Then i found out that my sister left. So i hopped in the car and we drove away from that godforsaken mall/horrible Target obby place.
Fast forward im stuck in zombie land as a fighter? At night it got really scary (I actually thought this shit was real lmao) and i was doing my best to fend off the zombies from our part of the building (it was a school). One of the zombies turned into a weird pale demon thing that was super fast and I nearly died trying to get away.
So many zombies outside- stupid people not knowing how to be quiet and close their doors so they didn't get killed.
Screaming. Chaos. Commotion and confusion.
I went outside to help someone and i had to hid in under a manhole and in a truck. Bolted back to our building thing (we were in the middle of a city). I got holed up in a sorta bunker thing with some other soldiers and we held down the fort from some zombie's tryna pop out from underneath us (i was horrible at my job but with really good aim).
At some point we tried to explore the school and we needed to hide from and fight off monsters while collecting supplies.
Our bunker got switched to a room with stairs/catwalks and it also lead downstairs to a sewer system with that one fast and pale zombie from earlier (btw it was a cross between a lizard, alligator and a hairless dog).
Some dude and his gf didn't want to listen and nearly led themselves to he brink of death because they kept touching sh!t and inviting people into the bunker that protected them (it was like a buffer between safe and unsafe).
After getting them out, the fast zombie came back and tormented us. My chemistry teacher 😭 was really adamant about me and my friend getting our education even during the apocalypse so she helped by directing me to kill the fast zombie. I nearly got my friend killed (she was healing her cat while crocheting) and most likely scarred her for life (in dream) but everything was fine.
The night was over. All of that was one night 🙂↕️
During the morning when things calmed down, it was okay enough to leave the bunker for a bit. My chem teacher led us upstairs and i got soooo much praise.
Then i left out of the main doors and woke up.
3.
....Last Night, April 11, 2025
I had a dream that my sister died.
It was the same dream in which one of my friends was gonna get married.
We were at a weird jungle gym thing that reached from.the ground all the way into the sky.
I knew she was gonna die when i first started dreaming.
Mom had poisoned her or something snd left her to dry out on this one slide thing. It was too high up for us to reach but she was up there. My other friend got married and we went 3 days not knowing where my sister was.
I finally looked up.
Her body browm and dried, you could see her silhouette through the plastic of the slide. I don't remember exactly why mom killed her.
She was tired and angry and i guess jealous(?) of her all the same. That dream ended with mom going insane and me running away.
The next had to do with surviving robots that looked like transformers trying to blast me with lasers i think.
I dont remember anything after that much.
IM OLDER THAN A FANFICTION WEBSITESEE
ao3 turns 15 today
reblog if youre older than ao3
(there's a lot of people asking about this, but the legal age to use social media is 13, except in few countries. so yes, there are people here under 15)
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Dear Friends,
I write to you with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart. After 188 days of displacement, constant fear, and struggling to survive, we managed to escape with our lives and reach Egypt. But the pain didn’t stop there. Just yesterday, we lost my children's grandfather 💔, not due to direct war, but because of malnutrition and the lack of basic life necessities. We couldn’t save him, just as we couldn’t save our home or our dreams.
The rest of my family is still trapped in the war, suffering the same harsh conditions that led to the passing of my children's grandfather. We are here trying to build a new life, but we have lost everything. We lost our home, and my children were deprived of their schools and universities. Even my eldest son, who worked so hard to build his future, lost his job and saw his dreams shattered.😔
We are now in desperate need of your help. We seek to secure a safe home that will provide us and our children with basic needs. Life in Egypt is extremely difficult, and prices are soaring beyond our reach. All we ask for is a chance to rebuild our lives and secure a better future for our children.🙏🏼
From the depths of my heart, I ask you to stand by us in these difficult times. Your support means hope and life to us.🙌🏼🇵🇸
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Oml you're so fucking real for this
(I am a clumsly fuck who doesn't like running and I'm scared of tripping on shit and then I trip anyways)
Like in all seriousness could you actually solve a mystery to the disappearance of a family member, find 8 Pages connected to said family member AND BE CHASED BY FUCKING SLENDERMAN AT THE SAME TIME????
Personally I couldn't. And I respect anyone who believes they can.
(man I want more modern Slenderman games now. I miss the era of internet where Slenderman was one of the pinnacles of creepypasta society)
(also can someone infodump where the idea of Slendrina came from? I've always been wondering this)
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Mosab Abu Toha, "Interlude", from his poetry collection Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear: Poems from Gaza, available for download here
Rebloghong because fish and now I gotta see this damn river
The "Dad of the Year" award goes to this flathead catfish on the Black River in North Carolina. A sudden drop in water level caused the fish to be stranded at the base of a rotting tree. I wondered why it didn't leave as the water receded-until I saw the pile of pink eggs by its tail. I realized the fish was trapped by staying to care for its offspring.
It's common for males to watch over eggs and defend them from potential predators-and, in some cases, even from the mother. Of all the things I've seen in swamps, this was one of the most striking examples of survival.
Cypress swamps are difficult places to thrive. Seasonal fluctuations of water shape these ecosystems and the residents that call them home. Although I didn't stick around to see what happened to this father, I was encouraged to see that the water levels did come up just a few days later.
“if you’re working a full time job you should be able to afford to live on your own and have access to food and transportation” gonna be real with you brother. everyone deserves this. Not just people working 40 hrs a week
bright miracle
WHOA!!!!! i love my friends' ocs
Loser, 17, probably acoustic. Bunch of stuff that the lizard in my head screams out from time to time.
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