🐸 Delirium of the Endless is the youngest of the seven Endless siblings. Formerly known as Delight and the personification of pleasure and joy, she is currently the anthropomorphic personification of chaos, disorder, instability, confusion, and insanity. 🦋
Thus, if you find yourself engaging in the most delightfully strange - an endless conversation of scattered ideas and plentiful thoughts, then perhaps... just maybe, you have been kissed by a touch of delirium. 🐠
Any and all interactions are welcome!
The author of this blog is a veteran roleplayer of nearly 20 years. DMs and asks are always open.
the things we do make echoes. suppose, for instance, you and i stopped on a street corner to admire a bolt of lightning in the sky. well, for ages after that, people and things would stop on the very same corner and look up. they wouldn't even know what they were looking for. some people might see a ghost of lightning. some people might even get killed by it. do you see? i'm trying.
I don't know if I would describe trips as "fun". Although, I suppose that has to do with one's perspective. I once went on a trip that consisted of beautiful colors - some I hadn't even known existed. They were wonderful! Until they weren't. The road turned into a long ribbon and began to get all twisty and turny. And the birds turned into one-eyed monsters and the flowers started to eat one another.
It was terribly frightening. But all the more exciting!
Oh.
Had you not meant that sort of trip?
No matter! I'm sure your kind will be greatly good fun!
hello i just wanted to say i hope you have a goid day. i was wondering would you mind to join me on a trip to reack havoc and have fun i dont have anyone else to ask so please
Hello to you, too!
A good day is only measured by the thought we put into them. A good day could be an awfully bad day with a smiley outlook. And a good day is only goodly if we try really hard to be good. But sometimes the more you try, the worse it becomes. And then it turns into a bad day. And I hate that. Very muchly.
But today is a good day! I've done many good things, and it's only getting goodlier now that you're here! We're going to have loads of fun, you and I!
Take heed, sweet Beloved,
On this day of Saint Valentine,
You are honoured, treasured, revered and loved. You know me deeply, intimately, sweetly, as I know you. You are the gentle keeper of my romantic heart. Your passions are my passions. Only in dreams do we unfurl together. Your fantasies become my fantasies. Your lovers are my lovers.
Your gentle soul is mine to keep, to love, guide and protect as only I may when you surrender to sleep. I will adore you as no other before me, nor any after.
Your King,
To every Follower, to every Mutual here on Tumblr - You are loved and appreciated. You will always find comfort, friendship and support here. My inbox is always open. You are precious. You are loved.
Thank you for every game you've ever played with me. For every message, every like, every reblog. Thank you. With all my heart, thank you.
For my Endless Family, For my Lovers, For my Immortals, for my Children of the Dreaming. For my friends, new and old -
Your Dream King adores you.
Endless Family:
@endlessly-delirious (Delirium) @golden-eyed-desire (Desire) @cybelemami (Death)
Family, Lovers & Friends:
@king-of-dreams-and-nightmares (My Mirror/Dream of the Endless) @professor-gadling (Hob Gadling) @rayne-of-the-vanir (Rayne of the Vanir) @eyeless-smiles (The Corinthian) @fleurelinathehybrid (Dawn) @dreamer-kyra (Kyra) @ridoc-fuckslikeathird-gamlyn (Ridoc) @ominis-marvolo-gaunt (Ominis) @king-of-underworld (Lucifer Morningstar) @la-petite-poufsouffle (Zoe) @dreamyhopes (Jess)
Immortal Beloveds:
@cybelemami (Robyn Fenty) @leliorisen (Lestat de Lioncourt) @bothbeautyandbeast (Louis de Pointe du Lac) @nicki-de-lenfent (Nicki de Lenfent)
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Small Fortunes/I Am Dream
-A perfectly wrapped gift appears sitting atop Delirium's broken sundial. Small, square, and perfectly wrapped in paper of a deep red. The bow on top was big and exaggerated in its form, made of gold ribbon that had black stitching at the edges. There was no note, but from within, one could hear the soft fluttering of butterfly wings. Each one perfectly hand crafted and resplendent in their shimmering gold. Time and careful attention to detail had been paid to each of these little gifts that would, upon the gift being opened, live forever in Delirium's realm. A reminder of the sibling who may not always be willing to show it, but that always loved her.-
-Desire
Delirium approached the curious box with mild apprehension. Looking to and fro and beneath her sundial for any answer as to whom had sent it, or if they had by any chance stayed behind to witness her opening the suspicious gift with a delicate hand, she tapped her fingers against the cool stone with a deep frown. There was nothing beneath it but a few skittering insects and a singular capped mushroom. The fungi made her smile and momentarily forget about the box sitting just above her.
"Hello, there," she greeted as she crawled over to tap the cap with a light brush of her finger. "I wasn't aware that I was meant to be expecting Susan Sarandon back so soon. No matter! I shall go and polish up before her arrival!"
Delirium popped up from the ground and brushed off her knees through the holes in her ripped up fishnet stockings. She angled her hip to turn around only for the gift to catch her eye once more. "Curious," she mumbled to herself.
Tentatively, she reached for the box and paused with it at her waist. Within the confines of the perfectly wrapped walls came a perceptible quivering that aroused her suspicion. And with a slight incline of her head, Delirium tucked the box against her stomach and cracked open the lid.
Amazement. Utter and pure enjoyment vivified her expression until she was nothing more than a bright, shining eyes, a brilliant smile, and a twirling, giggling lunatic.
Arms outstretched and her attention transfixed on the shimmering gold beneath the warm afternoon sun, Delirium exclaimed aloud to her sibling, "They're beautiful, Desire! How I wish you could see them! They're my newest favorite!"
Within moments, Delirium produced a kaleidoscope of color in the form of her own butterflies. They mingled and fluttered about as one unit; a physical representation of how she wished she and her sibling could always be.
-With eyes the colors of a brilliant green and stunning blue, wide and often mistaken for being startled, although in this particular occurrence, that rang true, Delirium blinked wildly at the child to process the who, the what, the why of it, before finally smiling down at the young girl-
Dawn. Dawn....
The beginning of an era. The start of something new. A brilliant light. A cockcrow. Dayspring! Oh, I do so love the spring! It always births such beautiful flowers. Do you like flowers? Oh, you must! The birds are always singing and the butterflies-
The butterflies!
-crouching down, Delirium presented a closed fist and offered it to the young girl.-
-Created with nothing more than a fleeting thought, although a little bit of concentration had occurred, fluttering out from within the confines of her hand came two magnificent butterflies.-
-The colors were as bright as they were extraordinary, created solely for her newest niece.-
-They fluttered about her head, their wings kissing Dawn's cheeks in greeting.-
They're yours now. To remember me by. They'll keep you safe. Oh, but don't follow them. I once followed my butterflies and they led me astray. I was lost for too long before I righted my way back 'round. Although, they did help me find my loon.... Just before it turned into a rabbit. And then the rabbit led me to my most favorite tree. That's where I met the most lovely fox! And then the fox led me to a post. And the post directed me to the most wonderful place! So, I suppose I hadn't been lost at all. Or, maybe I had? But I'm not lost now! Or... maybe I am? Oh, but you've found me! So, I'm no longer lost. And, neither are you, because I'm here.
-She smiled and placed her hands on her knees, shrugging as if it were a normal day.-
-Stunned as she was, she returned the hug tenfold.-
Your favorite?! I've never been anyone's favorite before. Except for Destruction. He always used to say that I was his favorite. And I must be inclined to agree!
-She loosened the hug and pulled back to be able to analyze Dawn's face.-
Complicated? I love complicated! It's what I am! If not for complication, then what are we to learn from? Without complication we would all receive things as we wish, and that's not a lot of fun.
-She settled with a calming breath, a beaming smile, and wide, focused eyes-
Let's just say it all started with my father, Dream. He was finishing up his duties for the realm so he could create a new nightmare.
When she arrived at her throne room, she saw a box of chocolates on the throne seat. The note inside the box said it was a gift from Auntie Death, so he decided to eat its contents. The whole box 😶
After a few hours… he began to feel unwell. Therefore, he made the decision to rest. 😓
From there… umm… I don't particularly know exactly what happened, but all I'm told is that Father visited Dad Hob on Earth during his sleep. That's it when they decided to do… couple things. If you know what I mean. 😅
-She blinks in surprise, lifting her hands as if to clutch her invisible pearls, but lowers them back down to her knees with a small smile-
You were most definitely right. A complicated story, indeed. And I hadn't realized Dream liked chocolates. Perhaps I shall procure some to gift him. Oh, but perhaps another sibling may arise from it....
No matter! You are always welcome here! Might you help me find my horsey? I seemed to have lost him. He was once on my carousel but... I've seemed to have misplaced that, too....
-she frowns and looks off-
And my fishies have run away. All eleven. And perhaps together we can determine what has caused the void. Right over there.
-she points to the east-
It's quite the... what is the word for when something doesn't make sense but it ought to?
-thinks for a moment-
I do wish Dream were here. He would know. -she grins and gets up from the ground- Shall we then?
They are never where you expect them to be. But always in the most obvious places. Or in the last place you look. Like the sky. They have the most dreadful aversion to water. They are quite strange... but perfect. I love them all the same. And you will, too!
-With eyes the colors of a brilliant green and stunning blue, wide and often mistaken for being startled, although in this particular occurrence, that rang true, Delirium blinked wildly at the child to process the who, the what, the why of it, before finally smiling down at the young girl-
Dawn. Dawn....
The beginning of an era. The start of something new. A brilliant light. A cockcrow. Dayspring! Oh, I do so love the spring! It always births such beautiful flowers. Do you like flowers? Oh, you must! The birds are always singing and the butterflies-
The butterflies!
-crouching down, Delirium presented a closed fist and offered it to the young girl.-
-Created with nothing more than a fleeting thought, although a little bit of concentration had occurred, fluttering out from within the confines of her hand came two magnificent butterflies.-
-The colors were as bright as they were extraordinary, created solely for her newest niece.-
-They fluttered about her head, their wings kissing Dawn's cheeks in greeting.-
They're yours now. To remember me by. They'll keep you safe. Oh, but don't follow them. I once followed my butterflies and they led me astray. I was lost for too long before I righted my way back 'round. Although, they did help me find my loon.... Just before it turned into a rabbit. And then the rabbit led me to my most favorite tree. That's where I met the most lovely fox! And then the fox led me to a post. And the post directed me to the most wonderful place! So, I suppose I hadn't been lost at all. Or, maybe I had? But I'm not lost now! Or... maybe I am? Oh, but you've found me! So, I'm no longer lost. And, neither are you, because I'm here.
-She smiled and placed her hands on her knees, shrugging as if it were a normal day.-
-Stunned as she was, she returned the hug tenfold.-
Your favorite?! I've never been anyone's favorite before. Except for Destruction. He always used to say that I was his favorite. And I must be inclined to agree!
-She loosened the hug and pulled back to be able to analyze Dawn's face.-
Complicated? I love complicated! It's what I am! If not for complication, then what are we to learn from? Without complication we would all receive things as we wish, and that's not a lot of fun.
-She settled with a calming breath, a beaming smile, and wide, focused eyes-
Let's just say it all started with my father, Dream. He was finishing up his duties for the realm so he could create a new nightmare.
When she arrived at her throne room, she saw a box of chocolates on the throne seat. The note inside the box said it was a gift from Auntie Death, so he decided to eat its contents. The whole box 😶
After a few hours… he began to feel unwell. Therefore, he made the decision to rest. 😓
From there… umm… I don't particularly know exactly what happened, but all I'm told is that Father visited Dad Hob on Earth during his sleep. That's it when they decided to do… couple things. If you know what I mean. 😅
-She blinks in surprise, lifting her hands as if to clutch her invisible pearls, but lowers them back down to her knees with a small smile-
You were most definitely right. A complicated story, indeed. And I hadn't realized Dream liked chocolates. Perhaps I shall procure some to gift him. Oh, but perhaps another sibling may arise from it....
No matter! You are always welcome here! Might you help me find my horsey? I seemed to have lost him. He was once on my carousel but... I've seemed to have misplaced that, too....
-she frowns and looks off-
And my fishies have run away. All eleven. And perhaps together we can determine what has caused the void. Right over there.
-she points to the east-
It's quite the... what is the word for when something doesn't make sense but it ought to?
-thinks for a moment-
I do wish Dream were here. He would know. -she grins and gets up from the ground- Shall we then?
-With eyes the colors of a brilliant green and stunning blue, wide and often mistaken for being startled, although in this particular occurrence, that rang true, Delirium blinked wildly at the child to process the who, the what, the why of it, before finally smiling down at the young girl-
Dawn. Dawn....
The beginning of an era. The start of something new. A brilliant light. A cockcrow. Dayspring! Oh, I do so love the spring! It always births such beautiful flowers. Do you like flowers? Oh, you must! The birds are always singing and the butterflies-
The butterflies!
-crouching down, Delirium presented a closed fist and offered it to the young girl.-
-Created with nothing more than a fleeting thought, although a little bit of concentration had occurred, fluttering out from within the confines of her hand came two magnificent butterflies.-
-The colors were as bright as they were extraordinary, created solely for her newest niece.-
-They fluttered about her head, their wings kissing Dawn's cheeks in greeting.-
They're yours now. To remember me by. They'll keep you safe. Oh, but don't follow them. I once followed my butterflies and they led me astray. I was lost for too long before I righted my way back 'round. Although, they did help me find my loon.... Just before it turned into a rabbit. And then the rabbit led me to my most favorite tree. That's where I met the most lovely fox! And then the fox led me to a post. And the post directed me to the most wonderful place! So, I suppose I hadn't been lost at all. Or, maybe I had? But I'm not lost now! Or... maybe I am? Oh, but you've found me! So, I'm no longer lost. And, neither are you, because I'm here.
-She smiled and placed her hands on her knees, shrugging as if it were a normal day.-
-Stunned as she was, she returned the hug tenfold.-
Your favorite?! I've never been anyone's favorite before. Except for Destruction. He always used to say that I was his favorite. And I must be inclined to agree!
-She loosened the hug and pulled back to be able to analyze Dawn's face.-
Complicated? I love complicated! It's what I am! If not for complication, then what are we to learn from? Without complication we would all receive things as we wish, and that's not a lot of fun.
-She settled with a calming breath, a beaming smile, and wide, focused eyes-
-With eyes the colors of a brilliant green and stunning blue, wide and often mistaken for being startled, although in this particular occurrence, that rang true, Delirium blinked wildly at the child to process the who, the what, the why of it, before finally smiling down at the young girl-
Dawn. Dawn....
The beginning of an era. The start of something new. A brilliant light. A cockcrow. Dayspring! Oh, I do so love the spring! It always births such beautiful flowers. Do you like flowers? Oh, you must! The birds are always singing and the butterflies-
The butterflies!
-crouching down, Delirium presented a closed fist and offered it to the young girl.-
-Created with nothing more than a fleeting thought, although a little bit of concentration had occurred, fluttering out from within the confines of her hand came two magnificent butterflies.-
-The colors were as bright as they were extraordinary, created solely for her newest niece.-
-They fluttered about her head, their wings kissing Dawn's cheeks in greeting.-
They're yours now. To remember me by. They'll keep you safe. Oh, but don't follow them. I once followed my butterflies and they led me astray. I was lost for too long before I righted my way back 'round. Although, they did help me find my loon.... Just before it turned into a rabbit. And then the rabbit led me to my most favorite tree. That's where I met the most lovely fox! And then the fox led me to a post. And the post directed me to the most wonderful place! So, I suppose I hadn't been lost at all. Or, maybe I had? But I'm not lost now! Or... maybe I am? Oh, but you've found me! So, I'm no longer lost. And, neither are you, because I'm here.
-She smiled and placed her hands on her knees, shrugging as if it were a normal day.-
-Stunned as she was, she returned the hug tenfold.-
Your favorite?! I've never been anyone's favorite before. Except for Destruction. He always used to say that I was his favorite. And I must be inclined to agree!
-She loosened the hug and pulled back to be able to analyze Dawn's face.-
-With eyes the colors of a brilliant green and stunning blue, wide and often mistaken for being startled, although in this particular occurrence, that rang true, Delirium blinked wildly at the child to process the who, the what, the why of it, before finally smiling down at the young girl-
Dawn. Dawn....
The beginning of an era. The start of something new. A brilliant light. A cockcrow. Dayspring! Oh, I do so love the spring! It always births such beautiful flowers. Do you like flowers? Oh, you must! The birds are always singing and the butterflies-
The butterflies!
-crouching down, Delirium presented a closed fist and offered it to the young girl.-
-Created with nothing more than a fleeting thought, although a little bit of concentration had occurred, fluttering out from within the confines of her hand came two magnificent butterflies.-
-The colors were as bright as they were extraordinary, created solely for her newest niece.-
-They fluttered about her head, their wings kissing Dawn's cheeks in greeting.-
They're yours now. To remember me by. They'll keep you safe. Oh, but don't follow them. I once followed my butterflies and they led me astray. I was lost for too long before I righted my way back 'round. Although, they did help me find my loon.... Just before it turned into a rabbit. And then the rabbit led me to my most favorite tree. That's where I met the most lovely fox! And then the fox led me to a post. And the post directed me to the most wonderful place! So, I suppose I hadn't been lost at all. Or, maybe I had? But I'm not lost now! Or... maybe I am? Oh, but you've found me! So, I'm no longer lost. And, neither are you, because I'm here.
-She smiled and placed her hands on her knees, shrugging as if it were a normal day.-
