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The floor of the forest.
~Hello from the other sideee~
c-n
sweet fuck vampires are pale b/c they’re anemic
Did you only just realize this? They also suck blood because they cant get vitamin d from sun exposure.
take a multivitamin you melodramatic victorian appropriating eternal dumbasses
This is my favorite description of a vampire ever
(Super long post, but I need an explanation as to what’s going on)
As I mentioned in my bio, on rare occasions I’m in two times at once. I’ll just be minding my own business and suddenly I feel this odd feeling. I have one foot in what I call Time A (or Part A) and another foot in Time B (or Part B). It’s hard to explain because even though I’m ACTUALLY in Time A, I’m experiencing Time B for a few seconds. I see, hear, smell, and even think what I’ll be experiencing in my future. The version of me that’s ACTUALLY in Time B knows I’m there. I’ll just find myself saying all the big things that have happened recently (in time B), as much as I can remember in those few seconds. Then it’s over. Except it’s not. That’s just part A. I might write down the stuff, or I might marvel over it too long. But I always forget it until I find myself in Time B, which can take years. I’ll suddenly feel that past version of me step into my shoes for a second. Then I realize I forgot important things I had told myself. Like my favorite dog dying a few weeks before Part B. Or warning myself that grampa will die just ten days before I graduate high school. Important things I try to warn myself about but then I forget it until Part B comes around and I hate myself for forgetting.
When I was young, like 3rd grade young, I’d rebelliously do the opposite of what I had seen myself doing. Instead of walking along, I’d stop, maybe turn around, something silly like that. Just anything to prove my visions weren’t the boss of me and I can choose my own path. But then my visions were able to anticipate my behavior and by trying to change the timeline, I’m actually following it and nothing has ever been so infuriating as doing exactly as I meant not to.
But nothing prepared me for the day when something out of my control changed. Just a normal conversation with a friend and Version A of me stepped in for the moment. I was listening along, nothing important about this one, and then suddenly my friend said a word different than he was supposed to. The moment he said it, the original word was gone. Erased from existence because it didn’t happen. Just one word was different, but I was so shocked. Nothing had ever changed on it’s own before. I immediately laid into him, trying to figure out why it was different. Of course I seemed insane because he had no clue why I kept saying he wasnt supposed to say that and that he was supposed to say something different. I asked if he had meant to say something different and just changed his mind last second, but no. He was utterly confused, maybe a bit amused, but definitely confused. To this day I dont know what different path he took to change that moment, and it will always bug me.
Generally, nothing actually happens during these..“visions”. I’m just there. Two times at once, maybe telling my own future to myself, maybe just enjoying the feeling of crossing that veil and going along for the ride. But it may just be a few seconds of me walking to lunch. Smelling fries, avoiding that dip in the ground that tripped me once. It may be me cleaning my room or sitting in class. It’s not like my life is at risk in these moments or anything and I’ve never figured out the trigger or been able to initiate the action. It’s just odd.
Feel absolutely free to explain what I’m doing, how to control it, what it means, or what is possibly the purpose
This one’s pretty simple. No explanations needed, I just feel like sharing.
I’ll get this feeling or urge I need to do something. Like I need to sit in one seat rather than the one I would have. If I obey the feeling, all goes well and I’m not sure what the fuss was about. If I don’t, I’ll figure out exactly why I should have. Like my “Visions” post, it’s nothing life threatening…just like maybe the seat is sticky, or someone was already sitting there, or the chair breaks. Simple little things that I could’ve done without experiencing.
But sometimes it’s hard to figure out if I’m imagining it, if it matters at all. Because if I obey it, I have no clue what difference it made. There’s no feeling of contentment or like I made the right choice or anything.
The only time I can tell it was actually the voice is if I didnt listen (maybe just assuming it’s my imagination or not noticing it at all) and the bad outcome happens. Sometimes the outcomes arent so bad and I question the little voice as to what the big deal was (with no answer of course).
OOC: Commission for Jessica
“The very best moment of my wild Arctic Fox experience from yesterday. Please enjoy with sound“
Forest Treasures



