Chapter Summary: Still weak from the spell, you are forced to rest, which doesn’t make you happy.
After your Dad was killed, you were shocked to learn all about his hidden life. Deciding to follow in his footsteps, you turn to a life of hunting, surprised at how well you adapted. Then comes along Sam and Dean Winchester, turning your life upside down. You and Dean don’t get along at first, but then things soon start to change.
Days passed, and you slowly felt yourself returning to normal. Life at the bunker, however, was far from normal. Everyone was walking on tip toes around you, treating you like you could shatter at any second. The first few days it had been sweet, but then as time went on, and you grew bored from being cooped up in your bed so long, you grew grumpy and annoyed.
“Dean, I can go get my own breakfast!” You growled as he brought in a breakfast tray for the third day in a row. “I’m going crazy in this room!
Sitting the tray down on the bed next to you, he peered down next to you. The dark circles under his eyes were slowly going away, and he had shaved the beard that had started growing while you had been fighting the spell. "I know you probably can. But we’ve all decided, Sam, Cas and I, even Rowena. That you need a couple more days of rest. That was a tough spell, one many people wouldn’t have been able to walk away from.”
Could I ask for an analysis of a Mage of Void in the Land of Pillows and Dust?
You are the Mage of Void on your planet, the Land of Pillows and Dust (LOPAD).
The sky, dark and enveloping, overlooks your entry to the Medium as your house’s transportalization disturbs the thick layer of dust covering the land. Your first steps out of the first gate are much softer than you would have intended, seeing as the ground beneath you gives way so much. You walk around, careful not to fall into the mounds of dust, and find yourself overlooking an impromptu slumber party of consorts. There are no beds, no bedrolls, and no pillows; the ground accommodates for them. You attempt to rouse them, but to no avail. They appear to be in deep slumber, as can be seen by the layer of dust that covers them as well. You wander around, searching for any sign of life on this sleeping planet, but the ground beneath your feet is just so inviting…
The sky, bright and vibrant, overlooks your nap in the lush meadow that makes up your planet. Some powdery material, like dry snow, falls from the sky and dissolves upon touching the ground. You rise to your feet, unsure of where you are, and notice a band of consorts dancing and chattering. They invite you to join, and they begin speaking of the great dream that is the life given by your denizen. Your job is to learn what you can from this strange, alternate version of your planet, and find out what the denizen did to the inhabitants of the Land of Pillows and Dust.
okay so i was scrolling through and catching up and then suddenly. quest beds. and i was thinking 'okay so if it changes for whatever each species sleeps on usually' then i thought. what about cats. this one cat has this soft kitty Quest Bed and another has a nice Quest Blanket Pile and another had a Quest Pillow and then this one little shit has a fuckign Quest Pile of Legos. i dunno its fun and cute to think about although it prob wouldnt work
this is really cute, i’m very happy about this ask!!!