God of Weird Dreams

Particularly the surreal ones where you’re flying over a lake of custard and seventeen giraffes blow raspberries at you. The brother of Morpheus and Phobetor, who are far more down-to-earth, Pantasos specializes in symbolic dreams of a deeply meaningful nature. Dreams prompted by him are rich in imagery, and may yield important hints of past, present or future. But you’ll have to go elsewhere to find out what it all means because Phantasos isn’t telling. But be careful reading too much into his dreams as they are notoriously tricky to interpret. Where else do you think the word ‘fantasy’ comes from? { Indie greek mythology blog #iwillwalkyourdreams }

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

// -peaks in silently- I probably should do something around here shouldn't I? Yep. But that will be tomorrow! 8D Hello again btw!

[indxstress-a]

          ❝ I know what it is and usually does — find me.                      Not sure how your watching my  c a p t u r e  is                     preferable to having privacy when it happens. I                     don’t need to be mauled to the sound of popcorn.❞

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

"If you dream of it that often then why don't you change it? It's your dream, you have some control of it, even if my brother hides it well enough. Just to let you know. And I'm not a big fan of pop corn, actually."

[vesperventus-blog]

'No need to be nervous.'

That was easier said than done for the likes of him. Try as he might, within time Zephyrus let insecurities get the better of him and it was a battle to return him to a state of contentment once again.

The suggestion to pass Phantasos his food instead was immediately accepted. Zephyrus slid his plate across to his fellow god without pause to consider. “It was made for you anyway, so might as well,” was his reasoning. Except the fruit smoothie; Zephyrus decided to keep that, given his love for juice was incredibly high.

He cradled his cup close to his chest before he raised it to his lips for a slow, savory sip. Zephyrus took the time to think of a topic to talk about. After all, he didn’t want the conversation to die because he was being an idiot. Using a napkin, he wiped the dampness from his mouth, then smiled up at Phantasos. “So I always wondered—do you ever have weird dreams? Because it’s just that since I’m Wind and all, it doesn’t really effect me much. I don’t feel it like others do. I wondered if it was a universal thing for us,” He shrugged. “Not experiencing our own abilities and the like.”

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

When the plate was passed over he collected it and his own to carry it over to the counter so he would remeber to put it away for later. Otherwise he would eat it all now and feel sick later for a moment or two. Perhaps he needed a little extra fat on his bones but it didn't help much to eat, not to him anyway. He sat back down and watched Zephyrus for a moment as he seemed to overthink something again. Silence wasn't awkward, not to Phantasos. He could enjoy the silence just as he could enjoy a ramble or a roough argument. But people genuinlly, and generally seemed to be very uncomfortable with silence.

His question made him quirk an eyebrow and the corners of his mouth twitched in amusement. "I don't dream, no." He said and shook his head. "Whenever I sleep, I work, when I'm awake, I work, there is no dreamland for our kind." He smiled softly. "It's not for the lack of trying to invade eachother's dreams though." he shrugged. Because of course they'd tried, all three of them, to invade eachother's heads and give eachother strange dreams. it had never worked. "how do you feel it? The wind?"

[corpseshelen]

"An intervention of sort. If I were you, I wouldn’t get closer to the scene, we need all the space we can get and if you’re the kind of man too curious to listen a warning, please see with the authorities."

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

"wow, humans are curious things. They dream of their work. Morpheus must be out of ideas.... What kind of intervention? I still don't get it. It looks messy."

[spiritoftrickery-ar-blog-deacti]

        “You wound me.”

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

"You wouldn't be the first to say that."

[gaieochos-deactivated20150109]

   ”Always glad to prove otherwise.”

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

"Strange indeed. Good, more for me then."

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

And now finally after 4 lovely days in london we're back at Gatwick and flying home! -pout-

[iamrockandwheat]

THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PARTNER STEALING

THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PARTNER STEALING

THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PARTNER STEALING

It does not exist. And I am tired of seeing people complain about others trying to steal partners from them or...

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

And im just going to tell everybody that tomorrow ill be leaving for London! Ill be back online monday or tuesday! :) see ypu then!

[vesperventus-blog]

“But—” Zephyrus was going to argue that it wasn’t fiction, not really, because the creatures, particularly the Elves and Dwarves, were based of mythical species from other pantheons. Except he knew when to drop a case and merely nodded, looking down at his plate full of food that suddenly didn’t seem so appetizing anymore. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to insult you.” he murmured.

He poked awkwardly at his food, wondering how to move forward or if he should just go. Zephyrus felt he’d overstayed his welcome on a normal basis, but offending the host just made the feeling worse. The familiar tingles of anxiety crept back into the Anemos as he avoided eye contact and tried his best to pull himself together. Zephyrus was probably just overreacting as he usually did.

So deep in his thoughts, Zephyrus jumped at the friendly tap on his thigh. His eyes popped up to Phantasos, confused for a moment, but offered a lopsided anyway, regardless if it was a bit strained.

“Uh, so… Um, are you liking the food?” Wait, I think we covered that already. Zephyrus, you are an idiot. “Or how about the drink? Is that okay?”

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

Oh, Phantasos knew more than well where those creatures came from, he had met them, many times, but he had spisificly compared him to the fictional characters of a book. He did not approve of that. Yes, he was a bit literall from time to time. Phantasos gave a nod, as if to show him that he accepted his apology.

A slow smile spread across his lips them. Had he intimidated him? Had Zephyrus zoned out or something? He had not really noticed, he just noticed he jumpyness and the repeat of an anasked question. "I think that it is clear that I do." he tilted his head as he watched the other god next to him. "Yes." He answered and picked up hi glass to take a sip of it. There was nothing wrong with his food, or his drink, "No need to be nervous Zephyrus, if I didn't likeit I would have told you so and not eaten or had a drink." He put the glass back down. "If you are not going to eat it, you can always leave it here and I will finnish it off myself later." He was a big honest trashcan after all and it was a shame to put all this good food to wate.

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

"If I'd known I'd be expectiong the company of Royalty I would have put on a clean shirt."

[spiritoftrickery-ar-blog-deacti]

          “Can one man not say hello to another without question?”

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

"It depends on the man. You? No."

[fleetfeetsmartmouth]

（゜◇゜） // (it's all out of pure love c: xD)

Send （゜◇゜） for my muse’s reaction to yours dumping a bucket of ice water on them.

"Are… We having a wet tee shirt contest? Is that’s what’s going on here?" The trickster ran a hand over his to wipe off the cold water. It wasn’t cold enough to bother him, but it wasn’t exactly comfortable either. 

[fleetfeetsmartmouth]

"I was never not calm. I was just hoping to clarify the situation." He chuckled lightly and shook his head. Well, at least wasn’t a issue. He arched a brow as the other god eyed him in a manner than was none-too-subtle. "Oh really? I just might take you up on that." Without much ado, the jeans were removed and once again tossed at the other, leaving the trickster nude. "Mature is boring. There’s really no fun to be had there."

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

"Be my guest" He said with a light headtilt and suddenly there were a pair of jeans thrown in his direction that he autimaticly cought. He didn't want those in his face. "Going commando? Really Hermes?" He arched an eyebrow at him again. He couldn't help not to notice after all. "Mostly I wouldn't know, I don't go out that much. I just know Morpheus is boring when he's acting that way." he shrugged Since he often only visited people in the dreamrealm, they were quite different there. "And by the way, you have a great ass." Random honesty here.

[inimadragxn]

"So, we meet again 'dragon master'"

"Dragon master? Is that what you’re  calling me now? You can use my name. Honestly, I like my name.”

[inimadragxn]

"If it really pleases you that much, be my guess, it’s just a bit weird mate."

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

"What you classify as weird comes along. You don't get one without the other here."

[colinmorgay]

[inimadragxn]

"So, we meet again 'dragon master'"

"Dragon master? Is that what you’re  calling me now? You can use my name. Honestly, I like my name.”

[iwillwalkyourdreams]

"Not half as dramatic, but as you choose."

[thedarkertruth]

Send me a “旦” If our muses haven’t interacted yet and but you want us to change that.