I'd probably be a great raver if it wasn't for the no drugs thing. Perhaps in an alternative universe I am one.
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I'd probably be a great raver if it wasn't for the no drugs thing. Perhaps in an alternative universe I am one.
Some cute self ship art
Au self insert me (where I'm the new chosen one and new mk champion. Also i become shang tsung's pupil. And also Very ironically unironically,his lover. Lol,but y'all saw that coming)
Basically shang is commenting on how sweet and chill of a soul i am. Lol
Oh and btw he's an old man here. I tried to make it look like that.
Enjoy this cute and silly thing i made.
But i actually in all seriousness love this au idea. Liu kang is retired and happy n peaceful for once and now it's my turn to be mk champion and chosen.
posting something a bit different. Me with... me, but with an opposite personality.
Sometimes I wish I was a properly productive writer.
In nights like this, when reality is too ugly, I'd wanna skip to one of my headspaces, like the one where I am in a light blue summer dress with white little hearts, I am laying on the couch, the sun rays softly hitting my face, my baby bump big enough that my cat - Cristiano - started to notice and sense the existence of a tiny human inside of me, he is nuzzling up against my tummy, he can feel his little sister moving. I am trying to take a good video to post it on ig to show it to my girls. Surat al Kahf running in the background because it should be a Friday. Then, I get pulled towards the happiest voice and the little hand pulling my arm " Mommy look what I draw " and I turn to give my little prince my undivided attention, which apparently annoys Mr. Cri Cri or maybe he just got curious enough to check what his older brother has in his hands, so he gets off of the couch and jumps onto the coffee table. Just a simple Friday morning that only Allah swt knows how hard I am praying to get to live it. I, hereby, swear by Allah that I will never ever ever take any moment of my future family life for granted, for each moment, no mater how simple no matter how dull, is a dream of mine, a wish, a prayer, a duaa.
Last night I had a dream where I was judging a talent show for some reason, a really bad singing act performed, some of the other judges started criticizing this angsty teen boy and then he just walked off stage and came back with a pistol, except no one realized he had it until he tossed it into the judge next to me’s chair to scare him. I was on the end of the row of judges, so I had my back to my left arm rest, and I was facing the judge to my right. The other judge then tossed the gun to me, and I just let it lay there in my chair, so then this kid picks it up, and brings it to my forehead, I’m still looking at the rest of the judges and then I just say “please do” and then close my eyes. I can feel the cold metal barrel on my forehead, the kid then grabbed a part of my hair on the right side of my head (he was to the right of me, in back of the back of the chair) and was pulling a little and slightly shaking like he was having a bit of a breakdown. The trigger was pulled, then everything went black, and I woke up.
Now I’m usually not this kind of person, but it all felt so real, like I was genuinely experiencing it, I felt the emotions and everything, I kind of have the feeling that one of my AU selfs got killed (that is if parallel universe is real, who knows)