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Cosmic Power (Pokemon Inspired)

A cosmic spell to prepare yourself before divination or astral projection.

You Will Need:

💫 Any Combination of: Jasper, Galaxite, Amethyst, Clear Quartz, Herkimer Diamond, Jet, Opal and/or Rainbow Obsidian 💫 Blue Candles 💫 Black Candles 💫 Purple Candles 💫 Sandlewood Incense 💫 Optional: Imagery of stars, the night sky and other space objects you associate with this situation (especially if you are like me and in a city with too much light pollution)

Other: Cast this at night time

Steps:

💫 Cleanse yourself and your space as you desire. Set up your space by placing your candles about the room where they can be safely placed. Light them once ready.

💫 Place your incense and light it as well making sure its in an area near you

💫 Place your crystals about you so you can feel their energy

💫 Place your imagery (if needed) near your where you can see and feel its energies as well

💫 Begin to meditate, feel the energies of the stars and crystals about you. Let them empower your own energy and feel yourself absorb what they have to offer

💫 Meditate as long as needed. End spell with “Cosmic Power, I can feel you, and I am ready” then proceed to your divination or astral projection as you wish to do it

Taking two tablespoons of coconut oil infused with mugwort an hour before bed helps to practice your flying skills

The correct answer is 0.

They want you to believe all these scientific theories that haven't been proved like gravity and time for example.

Gender is a fallacy. There are no genders.

Types of Dream Work

Dream Journaling: Keeping a dream journal is the foundation of dream work in witchcraft. It involves writing down your dreams as soon as you wake up, even if you can only remember a few details. This practice helps you remember your dreams more vividly, identify patterns or recurring themes, and develop a deeper understanding of your subconscious mind.

Lucid Dreaming: Lucid dreaming is the ability to become aware that you are dreaming and to control the dream. It can be used for manifestation, healing, and exploring your inner world. To practice lucid dreaming, you can use reality checks, set intentions before you go to sleep, and practice visualization techniques.

Astral Projection: Astral projection is the practice of leaving your physical body and traveling to different realms or dimensions. It can be used for spiritual exploration, connecting with spirit guides, or receiving messages from the universe. To practice astral projection, you can use meditation, visualization, among other journeying techniques. It's important to practice caution and preparation, and work with an experienced practitioner or teacher if possible.

Dream Incubation: Dream incubation is the practice of setting an intention before you go to sleep to dream about a specific topic or question. It can be used for divination, problem-solving, or spiritual exploration. To practice dream incubation, you can use visualization, affirmations, or ritual to set your intention.

Dream Interpretation: Dream interpretation is the process of analyzing the symbols and messages in your dreams to gain insight into your subconscious mind. It can be used for spiritual growth, self-awareness, and problem-solving. To practice dream interpretation, you can use books, online resources, or work with a dream interpreter or witch.

Dream Protection: Dream protection is the practice of protecting yourself from negative energies or entities that may enter your dreams. It can be used for spiritual protection, emotional healing, or to prevent nightmares. To practice dream protection, you can use visualization, affirmations, or protection spells or talismans.

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Another reason for a switch in direction is the fact that I think someone has cast a curse/hex on me. I definitely feel negative energy from some direction, not sure who though.

Last night for instance, I had a sleep paralysis fit. I remember lying on my back, which I never do for this exact reason.

I heard my door click open, so I opened my eyes. I was paralyzed, but I saw a huge black shadow looming in the doorway. At this point in my life, I’ve dealt with paralysis entities multiple times, so I wasn’t afraid. I looked at it, and quite literally said:

“Um excuse me, what are you doing barging in my room uninvited?”

Which to be fair, probably startled the entity that I would be bold enough to say something like that. I closed my eyes and came out of the paralysis. I opened my eyes, the door was shut and it was gone, so I went to sleep.

I’m pretty sure this is the same entity that has been looming outside my room at night, but I couldn’t enter as I cleansed the room with sage the night before. It didn’t speak, it didn’t enter, just lingered as I got angry with it for disturbing me.

Pretty funny, but I’ll be casting a protection spell tonight to see if it helps. I’ll also hang one of my crosses above the door. It doesn’t scare me, but it’s intrusion on my space makes me annoyed and nervous.

Like bro?? Do u have any manners lol

N-E-waiz lmao

If you’re new to visualization and astral projection, are having some difficulties with it, or even if you’re a veteran looking for resources, I highly recommend The Mentalist's Handbook: An Explorer's Guide to Astral, Spirit, and Psychic Worlds by Clint Marsh with illustrations by Jeff Hoke.

It was one of the first occult texts I picked up that I found refreshingly succinct and accessible. One of my biggest pet peeves is when occult authors describe tools or techniques but fail to explain the mechanics or don’t even attempt to offer any insight; Marsh not only details an approachable practice regimen but Hoke’s illustrations offer a bit of whimsy and inspiration for your own visualizations. Not to mention, the publication itself is just beautifully printed! Of course it is also available online in many formats but I definitely do not regret having a copy in my personal library!

Are there other topics you’re looking for more information on or are interested in other recommendations? Feel free to send me a message and I can try to point you in the right direction! ☆

Inktober - Day 12

I'm drawing Spider a lot this Inktober, it seems. This is probably the only thing he does that could be considered inappropriate use of his psychic powers - he puts people to sleep.

It’s finally time for my favourite art challenge of the year! I did a little cover page yesterday to celebrate. I have a full-time job for the first time, so I’m going to have to do all my pieces in 90 minutes or less, because that’s all the time I can squeeze in before work. How is this going to turn out?

Day 1 - ink and water

Spider often ‘falls asleep’ in lessons, but he isn’t always sleeping.

This is water-soluble ink spread around with a waterbrush. I’ve never tried using it on only some parts of the picture before.

Mugwort

It’s used for dream and divination purposes. Here a few teas I know:

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Mugwort is also recommended for digestion, and in case of amenorrhea as it contains estrogen (Its Latin name is Artemisia vulgaris, based on moon goodness name. Moon=cycle). But that’s   why you shall not use it if pregnant or suffer womb cysts. I had such cysts and cannot use my mugwort now (gathered myself) .

I sell it (5 euros) on my Etsy. Have a look! 

Astral Travel

This is the method I use for astral travelling, which was taught to me by a friend. Please keep in mind that this is only one of many methods, so if it doesn’t work for you, there are other methods to try! And, also keep in mind that it takes practice. I first tried astral travel as a fifteen-year-old, and after months worth of attempts I got frustrated and gave up and didn’t try again for like 10 years. But when I did try again, and had more patience, I found that I could finally do it! So be patient with yourself, try different techniques, and take breaks if need be.

To astral travel:

Wear loose fitting, comfortable clothing and find a quiet and peaceful place to lay down. Begin by regulating your breathing. A good rule of thumb is to count to 5 on the inhale and again to exhale until it feels natural. Next, relax each muscle in your body one by one, starting at your feet and working your way up to the top of your head and then back down. Continue to breathe evenly. Let yourself begin to fall asleep, but wake yourself up when you’re still in the state between waking and sleeping. Do this 4 or 5 times. Repeat the process as needed.

You should begin to feel your energy body vibrating, usually experienced as a tingling sensation on the physical body or parts of it. At this point, you’re ready to step out of your body. You can project yourself into the room or travel within this realm by envisioning the place you wish to go. Make sure to have a place in mind, or you’ll end up somewhere random and possibly dangerous. You can picture a place you’ve been, a place you’ve seen, or an archetypal location, such as a meadow, log cabin, or mountain side. Alternatively, you can travel to another realm within this plane.

Whenever you travel, you need to have a tether to get back. You can envision a literal tether, cord, rope, or thread. Or use an anchoring object, such as a crystal. It is also highly recommended to keep some sort of protection on your physical body, and a good idea to have some for your energy body as well. This can be a staff or wand, athame, a sachet of herbs, a crystal, or other protective object. Guides, deities, and servitors can help to protect you as well, physically and energetically. To bring you protection with you into the astral, make sure it is in contact with your physical body. Envision it in your hand (or wherever you keep it); see it, feel it, know its presence.

You can also travel to another plane, but you’ll need to be already familiar with it or have a guide, otherwise you risk getting lost and encountering dangerous beings and situations if you just wonder about.

To travel to a past life, you’ll need to first travel to the Records Hall (in the Akashic records). Start outside in the forest surrounding it, walk up the stairs, and through the heavy, wooden front doors. A record-keeper will meet you inside, a being which may or may not be humanoid. Ask them for your book; remember to say please and thank you. Once the book is in front of you, you may ask for a specific past life, or simply flip to a random page. Once your page is chosen, they will leave. (You will not usually be permitted to see anyone else’s book; it’s best not to ask. NEVER attempt to steal anything here.)

Next, step into the past life memory through any door except the front door (because this will bring you back instead). Remember the path you take for an easier way back out. Once there, you will see the memory play out like a movie. You can watch as a third party, or you can go into your past self and experience it firsthand. You cannot change anything here though, as it’s only a memory. Know that not all memories are pleasant. After the memory has finished, follow the path back to the door into the Records Hall and enter. Go through the building and back out the front door to return home. If you don’t remember your path or can’t find it, use your tether or anchor to call yourself back.

If you do get lost and don’t have a tether or way back, you may end up falling ill, feeling drained, or bring back an astral attachment. The same if you go without protection. Be sure to shield yourself when traveling, and if you do bring something back, cleanse yourself and banish it. Astral travel takes a good deal of energy, even for those well-versed in it. It is advised to have a light snack prepared (preferably with a bit of carbs) and water available.

Want to try astral projection again tonight but I'm superrr tired like i pulled an all nighter, and idk if that will affect it

Becoming Daddy (Part 1 of 4)

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“Come on dude, don’t just stand there staring. You need to participate if you want this to work.” John’s father says to him, sitting completely naked with his giant cock exposed. But John knows of course, this isn’t his dad speaking, it is his friend Zach possessing his father’s body.

“What am I supposed to do?” John responds clearly uncomfortable at the circumstances.

“I can only control your dad’s body like this for a short time. I already taught you how to do it. Take off your clothes and stick your wiener in my tight virgin daddy hole. Don’t pretend you haven’t fantasized about this for years. Your dad’s a fucking hunk.” Zach gestures at the meat suit he is currently occupying with his large bear paws of hands.

“I can’t believe this is actually happening.” John says as he starts to undress his much smaller much less impressive body in front of his dad’s eager eyes. Zach is clearly enjoying witnessing John’s discomfort. It’s Zach’s fault that they are in this mess in the first place. They got caught smoking weed on school grounds and now they need a parent to intervene and save their asses from expulsion. Of course John’s dad is the obvious choice because he is sexy, and charismatic, not to mention he’s a powerful corporate lawyer that has made generous donations to their school in the past. However, there is no way John can ever let his father find out that he got caught doing something so irresponsible and illegal.

So here he is standing completely naked, cock out in front of his imposing father who is also completely naked. His dad’s hungry hole puckers, waiting to be penetrated. He can’t help but think that this could all go horribly wrong.

“Well dude! What are you waiting for?” Zach interrupts John’s train of thought, clearly annoyed. “This sweet middle aged ass isn’t going to fuck itself! Come bust a nut in your old man’s virgin hole, son.”

At this John takes a deep breath, and spreads his dad’s ass cheeks, slowly inserting his bare throbbing cock into his dad’s tight ass. Zach starts to grimace in slight pain, clearly he’s not used to the sensation of having such an untouched ass hole.

“Wow, I forgot how tight these things stay when you never use them.” Zach says, joking about his borrowed asshole.

“Dude, shut up. Try to get into character, that might make this go faster.” John says trying to forget about his friend’s puppeteer act, so he can immerse himself fully in one of his deepest fantasies.

“Okay dude. Damn, I didn’t know you were kinky like that.” Zach says, quickly realizing the irony of that statement. Zach clears his deep throat getting more into character. “...Awwww Fuck my tight ass son. Fuck me just like I taught you. The same way I fucked your mom on the night we conceived you.”

“Oh fuck yeah daddy. You bred me to be the perfect fuck toy for your own pleasure, so I could serve you exactly how you please.” John says, slightly surprising himself at the words that are coming out of his own mouth. He had never realized how much he wanted this until this very moment. He can feel the pressuring building in his testicles as he gets closer and closer to climaxing.

“Oh fuck dude, you might want to hurry up. I can feel the big guy waking up.” Zach said, suddenly breaking character. But this only excites John more, pushing closer and closer to the edge at the thought of getting caught in his debauchery. “Dude I can’t hold him much longer!” Zach says once again through John’s father’s mouth, clearly straining to keep control. Then suddenly Zach is  gone.

John is still pounding his father’s hairy asshole full force when his father very clearly became aware of the situation.

“What the fuck are you doing son!” John’s dad screams. He is too stunned to even know what to say. He looks at his son directly in the eyes, searching for some explanation of what is happening right now.

“FUCK YES DADDY!” is all John says in response. John finally releases his load into his panicking dad’s asshole, with all of his intention flowing through his testicles into his dad’s gaping hole. Suddenly John collapses on top of his father, and his father starts to convulse lightly.

Then John opens his eyes, vaguely disoriented by the excitement he just experienced. He feels an enormous weight on his chest and looks down to find his own unconscious body slumped on top of him. He has indeed transferred his spirit into his father’s body through his ejaculate. He can still feel his own semi hard cock lodged in his borrowed asshole.

“Whoa... “ is all John can say as he looks down at his new meaty paws. His hands are so large and strong, he feels almost like a superhero. It’s as if he has been drawn into existence, as an example of the ideal masculine man. Except he is a real person. He is his own father. “This is so fucking cool…” He muses to himself with his new and improved baritone voice.

Then something unexpected happens. John’s old body, still very much penetrating his new asshole, starts to wake up.

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Becoming Daddy (Part 2 of 4)

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John immediately starts to panic. Zach hadn’t said anything about this. He said his body would be in a dormant state until he was ready to return to it. He looks fearfully at his waking body, he doesn’t really know what to do, but he feels confident that he can handle whatever is happening surrounded by the safety of his dad’s muscular flesh. His body stands up, completely animated, and starts laughing and jokingly thrusting his semi hard cock into his new daddy asshole.

“Oh daddy!” John’s body starts moaning “Daddy, let me service you the way you always wanted. You bred me to be the perfect servant!” John’s body exclaims mockingly through laughs, clearly making fun of he dirty talk that John had spewed earlier during the possession ritual. John now knows exactly what is happening. He uses his dad’s dense muscle to push his old body off of himself, severing the penetrative connection they once had.

“Fuck you Zach! You scared the shit out of me.” John shouts through his dad’s sexy mouth. “I thought my dad had been swapped into my body or some shit, and I was about to have a really awkward conversation.”

“No dude, it’s all good. Your dad is trapped deep down in his body’s subconscious. He has no idea what is going on. I’m glad to see it all worked out though. I was honestly afraid you weren’t going to finish in time and he might literally murder you.” Zach responds nonchalantly, making his way over to John’s discarded clothes and dressing John’s body.

“Is he going to remember what he saw when he woke up for those couple of seconds?” John asks, still clearly concerned as he watches his friend play dress up with his body in front of his dad’s floor length mirror.

“It’s hard to say.” Zach ponders, checking out his new cute ass in the mirror. “If he does, it was brief enough that he’ll probably pass it off as some sort of bizarre sexual nightmare. Most people don't want to believe these things are possible, so their brains will do crazy things to convince them it never happened.”

An expression of relief crosses John’s dad’s handsome face. That seems to be all John needed to hear to start moving. He starts going through his dad’s closet looking for an expensive suit to wear to the meeting.

“So what are you doing in my body, dude? I thought my body was going to be dormant for the time being.” John says slightly confused about his friend’s choices, assuming this was just a strange joke.

“I just figured you shouldn’t get to have all the fun. I’ve been craving a costume change for a while now, and long term possessions are difficult to achieve, as you now know first hand. ” Zach says as he fixes John’s hair in the mirror. “Sure I sometimes take the occasional guy from grinder for a spin for a few days here or there, but It’s much more fun to possess someone you know really well. I mean you did the possession ritual on your own dad. That is a fucking ballsy move!” Zach says, still kind of shocked that he was able to convince his friend to do it. “Why shouldn’t I get a chance to hang out in my best friend’s skin. Think of all the time we’ll get to spend together over the next few days now that we live under the same roof.”

“Days..?” John says, clearly unsettled. He had expected to hop into his dad’s body, use him to get himself out of trouble at school, then go home and swap back. He never expected this to go on for more than a few hours. He starts to feel very claustrophobic. It feels as if he’s locked in a coffin made of flesh and muscle and his friend just took away the key.

“Dude calm down.” Zach says, moving closer and grabbing onto his friend’s new meaty daddy hand. “This is going to be a lot of fun. Just wait and see. You can go back to your body whenever you want, but I implore you, you have to stay for at least two full days in someone else's body. It’s so amazing to wake up and completely become someone else. You get lost in their routine. Besides, I’ll be here the whole time.” Zach slowly moves his free hand over to his new daddy’s cock and starts to rub the monster seductively. “We can even do some more role play Daddy. This time you can be the man of the house, and I can be your perfect servant.” Zach smiles sensually, seeing the anxiety in his friend’s borrowed face begin to melt away.

“Okay, but you can’t get too wild and crazy in my body. I know how you are when you hop inside your grinder trick’s for a joy ride.” John says, jokingly shaming his friend for his sexual escapades. “You have to respect my body, and I will give your crazy body stealing way of life a try.”

“Oh of course daddy!” Zach says, clearly excited, and having way too much fun playing his exaggeratedly twinky version of John. “My heart belongs to daddy, I could never let another man defile my pristine butt hole. This body was after all bred specifically for daddy’s pleasure.” Zach says getting closer and closer to John’s rough masculine lips and giving them a soft kiss with a little bit of tongue.

“Alright son, lets go clean up the mess you and your delinquent friend made.” John says, getting into character as his stern imposing father. “And don’t think there won’t be consequences for your actions when we get back home. You can’t even imagine what punishments I have in store for you tonight.” John finishes, slapping his giant meaty hand onto his former body’s delicate perky ass. He can tell he caused a little more pain than he had intended, not knowing his own strength yet, but Zach seemed to enjoy it anyway.

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Then John starts to remember what Zach has taught him about possession. Zach’s typical possession strategy doesn’t even require human contact, if he focuses hard enough he might be able to emulate Zach’s powers.

John closes his eyes are focuses hard on his father’s body, trying to imagine projecting himself into his father’s body. It’s easy to imagine considering he was just in there moments ago. He starts small, and just thinks about the fingers in his mouth. He sucks on his dad’s thick fingers caressing them gently with his tongue. As he focuses on the shape of them he starts to get a mental image of them as his own fingers, and starts thinking about them as such.

He concentrates as hard as he can, just focusing on moving his fingers, after a few minutes he begins to lose hope, but then suddenly, he feels it. His dad’s fingers twitch in his mouth. At first he thinks his dad is waking up. But there is no farther movement throughout his dad’s body. So he tries again, focusing on moving his dad’s fingers. And once again his dad’s fingers wiggled in his mouth.

“YEESSTH!” John slurs excitedly, still impaired by the giant meaty dad fingers stuffed in his mouth. He focuses harder, gaining a stronger sense of control over his dad’s whole arm. He slowly removes his dad’s fingers from his mouth, feeling as if he is removing his own fingers from his mouth. His dad’s hand is starting to feel like an extension of himself. John begins spreading that feeling slowly throughout his dad’s entire body and uses his dad’s muscular arms to lift his dad’s upper half off of his restricted body, slowly relieving himself from his prison.

He now feels fully in control of his dad’s body, and he is getting used to feeling the sensation of having an extra body attached to his regular body. His dad’s cock is still firmly planted in his own asshole, but instead of removing it, he decides to continue exploring his new found power. He turns both of his bodies over at the same time, getting his dad into a sitting position on the edge of the bed. He is now sitting on his own dad’s lap, still being penetrated by his dad’s semi hard cock.

“Wow. this feels insane.” John says out loud to himself. He looks back over his shoulder to see his dad’s face. His dad’s eyes are still completely closed as if he is still asleep. However, he can feel his dad’s face, also as an extension of his own face. He focuses very hard on opening his dad’s eyes. They twitch open unevenly revealing two unfocused eyes slightly rolling up into the back of his dad’s head. He can feel them and move them, but it is very difficult to focus his dad’s eyes on anything since he cannot quite figure out how to see through them. He eventually gives up and lets his father’s eyes relax in a state of half openness. Then he makes his dad smile a goofy drunken smile and give a dumb chuckle.

John starts to realize he is having more fun using his father’s body as a lifeless meat puppet, than he had actually pretending to be his father. He redirects his focus to his father’s giant muscular arms and thick meaty hands. He starts to use them to caress his own twinky body, rubbing his dad’s rough hands all over his young smooth skin. He is starting to get the hang of controlling four hands all at the same time.

John moves his left hand down between his legs and pressed on his taint, then he uses his dad’s strong right hand to stroke his body’s perfect cock. He then uses his own right hand to twist one of his nipples, and he once again stuffs the fingers of his dad’s left hand into his mouth, and sucks on his dad’s beautiful thick fingers as if they are a juicy cock. He continues to massage his body all over with his four masterfully controlled hands. Stroking harder and harder with his dad’s right hand while twisting his own nipples and roughly plunging his dad’s calloused fingers down his throat.

John becomes so excited from all of the physical stimulation that he very quickly busts a nut, spewing his creamy cum all over his father’s thick manly fingers. He takes a brief moment to relax, cradled in his father’s strong arms. He uses his dad’s giant hands to scoop up the rest of the cum and he twists his head around to watch his father as he make his dad lick his cum off of his fingers. John laughs out loud at the sight, drunk with the power he has over the Goliath of a man he used to be so afraid of. He watches as his sleeping father stupidly slurps his sons creamy load off his thick manly fingers, making sure to swallow every last drop.

John then lies his father down on the bed behind them, and slowly removes himself from his dad’s cock which he almost forgot had been impaling him this whole time. He expects this removal of physical contact to break the control he feels over his father’s body, but as he stands there staring down at his dad he realized that nothing has changed. He can still feel every inch of his dad’s body and move it as he pleases. He makes his dad lean up one last time as he gives his father a final kiss on the lips.

“I’ll play with you again soon dad. Try not to miss me too much.” John says in jest to his father’s sleeping body. John then hurries off to his room to get his phone so he can tell his friend Zach about his new found powers.

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Update! I got a better explanation! Thanks all to @potatonugget7 :D

It’s an astra projection! It’s when your soul and mind have a body by itself, which is the astral-body, and can travel throughout the universe by having an out of body experience. The physical body stay on earth in our reality.

Which means, every time Tubbo falls asleep and dream of wonderland, his astral body go there and appears physically there. People from wonderland can interact with him just fine, same for his family in the real world but he can’t interact back at them(because he’s asleep lol).

Hope that help with what I was trying to say because it was hard to understand myself xD

I never went into this type of sci-fi astral thing. The mind, body, soul, space and time is really complicated for me-

Bonus: Tubbo last dream is very different from an astral projection, but that’s is even more complicated to explain…

For the Alice in wonderland au is tubbo actually going into a dream? Or does he get like teleported to his “dream world” does he have a like hologram that his family can interact with but isn’t actually him? And like he might actually find a way to go home just one way but like is a different size every time he goes through the door, maybe it’s a door in his house that if he opens it he goes to wonderland

Ok- I got the beginning of the questions, the rest…not really? I don’t understand much I’m sorry…but hopefully this will answer most of them

So, what I was thinking is this: Every time Tubbo falls asleep and dreams, he dreams of wonderland, like a mix of a lucid dream and reality- wait…is that reality shifting? Oh god-

But anyway, it is similar like Tubbo goes to a different world, but it’s still connected to his mind- it’s so hard for me to explain I’m sorry. But I know it’s more like a thing of time and space kinda thing…mostly kinda inspired from Alice and wonderland live action from tim Burton and Alice madness return game

if you know what I mean-

Pls help-

For Ranboo passing the door? Um…if he does he will end up in the room of doors where Tubbo start his dreams. Tubbo doesn’t wake up with Ranboo next to him or him being human or something. He can come with Tubbo into the real world, he stay in wonderland where he belongs.

Bonus: Tubbo at first didn’t dream of wonderland every night. After his first dream, it was time to time he was dreaming of wonderland the nights after. It by the time passing that the wonderland dreams became more and more frequent until it became every single night

This is THE best advice ever

Mood board for Laguz!!!!! 🐳🧴🌸🛁🫧🦋

💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧

💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧

The rune Laguz is associated with lakes, rivers, oceans, waters, etc 🌊

Associated with intuition, self reflecting, looking within, and healing. It is also associated dreaming and astral projection!!

got this info from a Google search summary :)

Couples Therapy

Marcus glanced at his client before going back to his notes. As usual, it was a young woman who looked as though she was on the verge of tears after giving him a mile-long list of grievances towards her husband. For the first few years, everything was like an eternal honeymoon until the two began to drive the other crazy. From the little info Marcus had, the blame seemed to rest on two personalities that didn't feel like compromising—as it usually was.

However, compromises didn’t put food on Marcus’ table, so it was in his best interest to pin the blame all on the husband. “Like my services advertise,” he told the wife, Julia, while sliding a sheet of his talents over to her, “I can fix your marriage to be as blissful as it was on your wedding night. All I need is your consent and I can shape your lover as you need him to be.”

The tears soon dried up. "Um, huh…?" Julia grew sheepish as her eyes skimmed over the sheet. Not good. "Shape him? My friend said your type of work was unique, but changing my husband…? I didn't hear anything about that."

Tilting his head, Marcus said, "Did you not notice how your friend's partner changed? He was happier, more agreeable, and far more pleasant overall. Always carried a strong conversation and had the manners of a perfect gentleman. Don't you want the same for your husband?"

“I-I thought you just gave them counseling!” Julia stood up from her chair, hands clasping her purse as though Marcus was a violent, money-hungry criminal. “This is crazy. A-And, honestly absurd. I'll have no part in this lunacy!"

“So you’re okay with your husband’s divorce?”

Julia stopped just before her hand reached the door. Though she didn't turn around, she said, "What do you mean?" Her voice was tinged with fear despite her attempts to hide it.

“When you made your appointment, I did a little digging on your husband,” said Marcus, lying as naturally as he breathed. “Digging into his soul, of course. My abilities allow me to do so.”

He stood up and strode over to Julia. “He’s growing increasingly dissatisfied with your union. Every little action, every little word, every little annoyance from you pushes him more and more towards the arms of another.” While Marcus remained stone-faced, he was smirking inside as beads of sweat cascaded down Julia’s brow. 

Perfect.

“A young woman your age already divorced? What will the neighbors think? Your friends? Your family? But,” he shrugged and made his way back to his desk, “if you insist that you don’t need my services, I can do nothing about that. I sincerely wish the two of you a happy marriage. However long it lasts.”

Julia excused herself to go to the bank but promised she would return with the payment.

Marcus’ target was a man by the name of Trevor. Attractive, admirable, and breakable. All it would require was a few weeks in his body and Marcus’ job would be finished. Julia had signed the contract, so his body was completely available.

That was the limit to Marcus’ powers. Without some sort of consent from one who at the very least shared the name or a bond with his target, he was unable to do anything. Now, all Marcus had to do was take over Trevor’s body.

But first, Marcus was curious about what was going to happen in their ordinary lives. While Julia had given him a whole list of things that she wished Trevor would do, Marcus skimmed it before throwing it away. For the most part, his clients didn't know what they wanted—and what they did was something ridiculous like 'makes me breakfast in bed every single day.' It was all nonsense straight out of a soap opera. Marcus preferred to just take a look at what pissed his client off and doing a few favors here and there. The only part of Julia's list that Marcus even remotely paid attention to was, "Being more open to pegging."

Other than that, Marcus would just sit by and watch how a typical morning went for the couple. He made his way to the address Julia had provided him during their meeting in an astral form and peeked into their lives.

“God, another spill, Jules?” Trevor groaned as he looked down at his stained pants. “C'mon." While Julia let out a stream of apologies, Trevor just rolled his eyes and said, "I'm trying to get a goddamn promotion here!"

“I-I’m trying…!” Julia said, backing up as Trevor grabbed the empty mug and smashed it on the ground. “Th-That was mine...”

“And so’s the mess,” Trevor shot back. “When you’re the breadwinner in this relationship, you can decide what does and doesn’t get broken.” With that, Trevor left to get changed while Julia cleaned up the kitchen.

That was all Marcus needed to see. The bastard needed a major attitude adjustment. His wife was a complete klutz, but there was no need to bite her head off for making a mistake. Marcus didn't feel any particular sympathy for Julia, but assholes like Trevor pissed him off to no extent. "Only natural," Marcus said to himself. "Assholes hate assholes. Don't like pricks like him on my turf."

Floating over to Trevor and Julia’s room, he admired the assets he would borrow for the next few days. Trevor’s pants were off, allowing Marcus to get a nice glimpse of the package he would be showing off for the next few days. Along with that were nice, juice thighs and a good chest peeking out of the nice polo shirt he wore. No longer able to resist, Marcus just dove towards Trevor.

"HNNG! What the fuuuuck?!" Trevor moaned as Marcus phased through his back. Entire body tensing up, Trevor stood in place, his back arching while his head was thrown back. Feet planted to the floor, he moaned in pleasure and panic. "Wh-Who the hell?! What the—HAA! Ahhh…! What the fuck are youuuu?!" Unable to keep his balance amidst the barrage of pain and pleasure mixing, Trevor collapsed onto his bed, convulsing uncontrollably as the foreign intruder wore him like a suit.

“Mmm,” Marcus moaned, rubbing his hard-on against the mattress. “Oh, that’s niiice. Thanks, Julia.” Still face-down on the bed, he spread his legs and let his hands wander towards a certain untouched hole. “Don’t worry, I’ll turn your hubby into the subbiest bottom in town.”

Purposefully ignoring Julia, Marcus left the house and headed towards Trevor’s place of work, relying on muscle memory and the information Julia had given him for navigation. Eventually, he arrived at some fancy insurance firm full of suits who looked like they could use a healthy dose of Viagra.

Once more, Marcus relied on Trevor's muscle memory to guide his way through work. And once settled into Trevor's impersonal cubicle, Marcus began his work. At once, he worked on smiling more in Trevor's body. Man was a creature of habit and the human mind was a sponge for information and mannerisms. Because of that, Marcus would adopt certain behaviors for the week or so he would be in his hosts' bodies. The end result was a spouse that would compliment their partner far more.

On all levels, it was wrong. However, Marcus continued without losing a wink of sleep.

After making sure Trevor was smiling more, Marcus also stretched and relaxed his muscle. "God, you're so tense," he mentioned as he rolled his shoulders back. "Or, I'm so tense." Grinning, Marcus continued chatting to himself. It was always fun getting into a role. Perhaps it was his theater kid days, but adopting a new identity was always fun. "I should get more into yoga," he said, stretching as much as he could in that uncomfortable suit. "Do some squats. It'll help me make my ass all nice and firm. Flexibility'll be nice in the bedroom for Jules," he proclaimed, repeating it to himself to make sure it remained imprinted to Trevor.

To make sure those thoughts remained in Trevor's head, Marcus headed off to the gym after each workday. He worked until Trevor's already well-developed muscles were pleasurably sore by the time he arrived back home. "Keep acting as though I'm Trevor," Marcus had texted Julia before. "It'll make it easier for these thoughts to stick to your husband." His words didn't ease Julia's awkwardness, but Marcus didn't mind. Working with pathetic actors wasn't anything new for him.

By the final day of Marcus' planned stay, Trevor's boss called him into his office. "You're not in trouble," his boss, a man by the name of Arthur said. "Just wanted to catch up with you, is all." His words were even, but Marcus noticed that his gaze was not. Arthur's eyes kept traveling and his fingertips kept grazing Trevor as much as they could while retaining that facade of professionalism. "I've noticed your recent change in attitude. Rumors travel quickly throughout the office."

“When there’s not much to talk about,” Marcus began, “it’s easy to become the talk of the town.”

Arthur cocked an eyebrow. “Your attitude and your tongue’s changed, Trey. I'm surprised but pleased. Productivity for the whole office has gone up this week. And your more positive attitude has really helped with that. I've noticed the environment in general is a lot less toxic."

“Sorry about that, sir,” Marcus said with a curt nod. Yet, he made sure to keep a cocky, inviting smirk on his face. The blood was rushing to Arthur’s cheeks despite his stony expression. “Hadn’t realized how much my attitude had an impact on the office. But I’m sure you’ll be just as satisfied as my wife about the new me.” By now, Marcus was happily rubbing his thighs, making sure they stood out alongside his bulge in those tight slacks he had purchased for Trevor. During the week, he had made a habit of dropping his things and bending over to reach for them in front of his various coworkers. If his eyes didn’t deceive him, he was certain about the office spent more than half a second staring at Trevor’s assets.

Arthur cleared his throat. “Yes, well. Nonetheless, just wanted to show my appreciation for this sudden turn. Always happy to see my workers in a relaxed, pleasant environment.”

Standing up, Marcus leaned in close to Arthur’s lips. “I can think of a few other ways you can show your appreciation, boss,” he whispered, unbuckling his belt. This same scenario had played out so many times Marcus was certain his gaydar was impeccable. “Why don’t you bend me over your desk and show me who the boss is?”

Arthur hesitated for about a second before locking the office door and tying Trevor’s mouth shut with his own tie. “Take! This! You! Slut!” Arthur roared as he pounded Trevor’s ass raw. Marcus, back arched, face pressed up against the cold desk, just moaned like a slut. He eagerly met each of Arthur’s thrust with his strong workout for his hips.

This is my favor for you, Julia, he thought as Arthur pulled on his hair. Your husband’s hole might not be as tight as you want it to be, but he’ll definitely be up for stuff up his ass by the time I leave.

"Make me your bottom bitch," Marcus begged, trapped in a nirvana of pleasure and pain.

The next time Marcus saw Julia and Trevor the two of them were walking down the back, arms linked. Both were smiling and laughing so animatedly that Marcus was certain the songbirds were jealous. On occasion, he spotted Julia lightly slapping Trevor's ass and her husband reddening like a tomato at the sensation.

Marcus returned home satisfied at another successful trip.