I know I’m late but I really wanted to do something for @skaylanphear fic, Serendipitous Fate.
I feel like I’m late xD But I kinda was scared to post this so ;_; I tried at least, maybe she’ll see it and like it ^^
Also, #letadrienhaveaponytail2k16.

Miraculous Ladybug Challenge Day 16

Favourite fic

Do I serioulsy look like I only have one favourite?

Finished Stories:

All that Jazz by midnightstarlightwrites (Tumblr)

Don’t kiss and tell by dolphinandwater 

Chasing the C(h)atwalk by Inkkerfuffle (Tumblr)

Locker Room Chats by KrazyKyStaHatter (Tumblr)

My Last Thoughts are of You by SKayLanphear (Tumblr)

The Consequences of Midnight Makeouts by Faequeen40 

Obsession by KryallaOrchid 

Unfinished Stories:

Smoulder by midnightstarlightwrites (Tumblr)

Serendipitious Fate by SKayLanphear (Tumblr)

You Don’t Know Me by Ferisae (Tumblr)

Water and Wind by LadySerendipitous (Tumblr)

Lucid Dreaming

About a month ago, I found out that a gang of construction workers would be replacing cables in the neighbourhood I live in. My first reaction was utter horror. I’m a late riser, and I dont like anyone fucking with my beauty sleep.

As they gradually approached my street with their heavy machinery, day by day, I started to notice my dreams became more vivid - lucid, if you will.

I’ve read a bit about lucid dreaming some years ago, but it seemed like dangerous territory. As someone who once had a temporary cannabis psychosis from meditating stoned, where dreams and reality melted together for 6 months straight, I didn’t feel like going too deep. The risk seemed too big, and I never explored it further.

Without getting too scientific, lucid dreaming, is a state where you have more control over your dreams than normally, they also have a more realistic feel to them.

A common way for people to explore this world purposely, is to sit on a chair when tired, with a coin in one hand. When they fall asleep, the coin drops and hits the floor, which wakes them just a little bit, enough to enter a lucid dream state.

As I’ve stumbled upon this phenomenon serendipitiously now, I feel very lucky. Dreams to me, is the mythology of the unconscious. I look forward to exploring this realm further.

The construction workers can stay as long as they want.

…How serendipitious that I get back in the house finally only to have my dad tell me that they’re going out for Christmas dinner because they were invited.

Of course I wasn’t.

And of course the one day they’re going to be gone, and I’m feeling like absolute garbage since I was outside in the cold for several hours.