#indigodreames

[justarmor]

character aesthetics: elphaba thropp (wicked) → a lil bday gift for the loml @indigodreames / @wiildroses ♡♡♡♡

“I'm not afraid. It's the Wizard who should be afraid of me.”

[wcrldcfvtlvs]

What's the strangest thing that's ever happened to you ic or ooc?

𝐎𝐝𝐝 𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 | accepting anytime, any day if y'all know more about me~ ♥

What's the strangest thing that's ever happened to you ic or ooc

It's not necessarily "strange", but it is funny, and it's Dagon accidentally breaking into @knowthings 's character Emery's apartment because he fucked up his teleportation spell, and while he wanted to go to Tyler's spot, he ended up in Boston. Granted, he was thinking about telling Tyler and Sloane about the movie Boondock Saints, which takes place in Boston. And what is funny is that he was confused, and that the fact she was home, he didn't know what to do other than drop to his knees like he was getting arrested because he saw it in Law & Order: SVU. LIKE IT WAS PLOTTED, BUT IT WAS STILL SO FUNNY TO PUT HIM IN THAT SITUATION. And then another one is a response I gave to @kindofuneven when Dagon was in a hospital, and everyone kept calling him Derek Hale, and I DON'T KNOW WHY HE CRASHED OUT ABOUT THAT???? LIKE HE JUST DOESN'T LIKE THE NAME DEREK????? LIKE MR. HALE DOESN'T KNOW HIM, DAGON DON'T KNOW HIM BUT HE JUST DOESN'T LIKE HOW IS NAME IS SPELT???? LIKE HE IS SO WEIIIRRRDD.

I haven't had anything happen to me ooc that was strange, ACTUALLY WAIT I'M LYING. AND THIS ISN'T "STRANGE" BUT IT WAS WILD, new mutual @fatescattered and I, KNEW EACH OTHER OVER 12 YEARS AGO!!! WHICH WAS CRRAAAZZZYY TO THINK ABOUT ???? it was back in the day when I was a minor and I sent them headcanons on a personal blog when they ran a disney canon blog. LIKE WHEN WE ADDED EACH OTHER ON DISCORD THEY ASKED ME A QUESTION ABOUT AN OLD BLOG AND I WAS LIKE CORE MEMORY UNLOCKED! Like I said, it wasn't strange, it was just wild to think about. Like internet is HUGGEEEE but the rpc is small in a way, lowkey reminds me of the Army™️but yeeaaaahhh, not strange but wild times that I enjoy.

[hatt1tude]

@indigodreames   :   Alnilam — Sender places Receiver’s hand over their heart. ( seonho @ haru <3 )

SEONHO'S TOUCH IS LEFT TO ITS DEVICES.    He follows it at its speed, temperature leveled into Seonho's with a keen, gentle awareness of where his own palm heads.

A heart beats at least once in a second.   Thump. Thump. Thump.   Sixty to a hundred per minute. No misses. Cannot skip or one is ailed   ...   if one, it appears,   is not Seonho.   One, two, three,   thump.   Four, five, six,   thump.   That is not the way it goes, yet the remarkable conclusion falls short of the bunny rabbit's gaping hues.   He only tilts his head.   Twitches it rightward at the seven, eight, nine, thump.  Some of his hair covers the tip of his eye, but it's okay. 

There is a point to this.   Seonho sometimes behaves out of some   FEELING   part of him, that grip life has on his smile. Haru thinks this might be an ocassion where, though that is true, there is more. A communication being made.

Calloused fingers rustle with the seams of fabric to understand.   They press the way a poke is made to an infant's nose.   And in them the thrum is confirmed.   The progression of, yes,   ten, eleven, twelve, thump.   BRADYCARDIA   is ruled out by virtue of Seonho's wellbeing   ...   Haru does not know what the term is - the exact right classification for the symptom,   but the academy makes a simple truth so clear.

"So you're not human."   Hm. One more fact. One more fact about this   WHIRLWIND   spinning into his hollow with a welcome light. All that accompanies it in its casual monotony is a blink,   flit of fingers to find the tip of Seonho's jaw, where he might feel their worn ends, and one more twitch to the right with his head.  There is a quiet question of whether he got it right as he keeps baby bambis to his eyes.    "Okay." Is it his turn?

[maimeelai]

CLOSED. // with @indigodreames ft. pitch

Kiet stood by the door of Sky’s apartment, waiting for the graphic designer to answer. He was there to discuss his university project—an advertisement for this new supplement he’d been working on—and Pitch had kindly referred him to Sky, knowing he could help at a good price. But when Kiet realized who the designer was—and the possible connection to his best friend’s life—he couldn’t help but feel a bit curious and even suspicious. Deciding it was best to keep an eye on things, Kiet figured he might as well supervise the designer himself. He knocked again, "Arai wa? What is taking so long?"

Sky, deeply focused, kept his eyes fixed on his desktop, working intently on the project Pitch had recommended. He felt a mix of excitement and nervousness, mainly because of the client in question. Pitch had mentioned Kiet several times, yet Sky still hadn’t met him. There was a subtle pressure to do well and impress. Pitch had been kind enough to join him in his apartment this time, which would help him better understand the client.

When he heard the knock on the door, he dismissed it as just another one of the packages he’d ordered. Turning to his boyfriend, Sky kindly asked, “Phi, could you get the door? Thanks.”

[mrstankard]

I would to see this in real life 🥰

[r3dblccd]

@indigodreames liked for something festive!🎄(3/3)

"Is this thing working?" Hopefully it doesn't explode in her hands, she's heard it can happen, please don't explode in her hands, it's not even late enough to be creating a mess. Ah! It opened! As she finally managed to remove the top part of the shaker and pour the drink into a cup that had its edges already garnished, she also put a tiny candy cane cookie to hang off the rim and handed it to the other. "Here's your drink. I am not touching that shaker again so if you want another one do it yourself." She was the one who insisted on wanting to try making the drink herself first.

[fatescattered]

@indigodreames gets a plotted thing!

the occasional rough night calls for tess to pick up a bottle to forget her troubles – always in the comfort of her home or in her locked office. tonight, though, she can't bear the idea of being alone with her thoughts.

it's been exactly a year since peter died. tess likes to think she does a good job of dulling the pain and not think about him in general... but today, she sees reminders of him everywhere she looks. her home is filled with little things that make her think of her best friend, of all the years they spent together.

she hates it. she misses him.

she's not usually one to go to bars, but it seems tonight will be an exception. tess picks the one closest to her house without much thought, not caring whether she'll find someone she knows there.

" hey, " she offers a low-energy greeting to the bartender as she takes a seat at the counter. " can i get... " tess trails off for a moment, and then sighs, shrugging her shoulders in defeat. " whatever drink is the strongest. "

[wcrldcfvtlvsarchive]

Roses among tea leaves | plotted starter

It had been some time since Rosalie herself actually took time to be in the tea shop that Jangmi owned. Her life had been so chaotic with her own business, and on top of that taking care of her daughter she forgot that she had to actually maintain her relationship dynamics that she has acquired over time.

Within hand, she held out a plate of various tea cupped shaped cookies that herself and her brother, Tyler Atlas had made last night. Perfectly wrapped in plastic on top of a porcelain plate she made her way inside of the tea shop.

The smell of her various herbal blends flooded her nose and a small smile crept on her features. Rosalie began to feel a sense of peace and serenity wash over her. Tea had always had that effect on her and it was a reason why she changed from drinking coffee all the time ( regular and decafe ) to tea at the end of a busy day. However, this morning she'd decided to visit Jangmi for not only catching up and offering a plate of baked goods as a way of saying; I'm sorry I faded into the abyss. She wanted to enjoy a cup of tea that wasn't one that came from the Atlas' family.

As she entered the shop, Rosalie had seen the yellow canary and her smile spread even wider. " Good morning, little one. Is your owner around, I come with a peace offering. " Rosalie stated, hopefully loud enough that Jangmi could hear so she knew Rosalie had arrived. Once the door shut behind her, she made her way to counter so she could gently place the plate the counter.

starter for Seo Jangmi // @indigodreames