Nightmarecore Stories

DND EverWeave Night. The old road unwinds underfoot; the lights of Ostia glimmer ahead. A sealed parcel sits inside your coat - your client, master Corvus, walks beside you, glancing back. Without turning, Corvus reminds you: by dawn the parcel must be in the Lord Treasurer's hands. Then you get the other half of the gold. I pick up the pace - sooner there, sooner paid Corvus grunts approvingly. The night swallows your footsteps. Before the long road, worth remembering what you're made of. The road dips into a hollow and dead-ends at a fresh rockslide: boulders and splintered pines block the way. Going around costs an hour you don't have. I climb straight over the rubble The stone crumbles under your palm, a boulder shifts, and you slide back down in a cloud of dust, palms scraped raw. Strength is your forte, but tonight the mountain is stronger. I study the rockslide: how it holds and where it's weak You read how the boulders sit: the whole slide rests on a single stone. A broken pine slips under it as a lever, one firm push, and the rock rolls aside, opening a way. Your head just moved what your muscles couldn't. Corvus squeezes through after you and grunts: "So you can use your head too. Worth more than strong arms, that."Past the hollow the road climbs a ridge, and Ostia opens below: a bay full of lights, a white lighthouse, the dark bulk of the temple above tiled roofs. Three hours or so till dawn. Corvus stops beside you. "A port, a temple and remarkably short trials: that's Ostia for you. The treasurer waits in the upper city. Stop gawking, we'll make it." I say nothing and watch the city

Infantylizm parafiliczny to parafilia, w której dorosła osoba odczuwa seksualne pobudzenie lub emocjonalne spełnienie poprzez odgrywanie roli niemowlęcia np. noszenie pieluch, ssanie smoczka, bycie traktowanym jak dziecko. Nie ma to związku z pedofilią dotyczy samego siebie, a nie dzieci.

One day, Nell woke up in their room, but something felt... off. As they go on about their life, they come across different creatures of this weird land. Will they find their way back home? Or are they going to be stuck here... forever? This is a STORY (aka, not real). Nothing in this book is real. It's pure fiction.

You fell asleep into eternal bliss and discover a whimsical world. Familiarity plays a role but none of these are ever from your home. i just randomly put ideas together, like a dream, so just gonna blabber out of nonsense and existential crisis like some kind of ai generated text while also maintaining a calming and peaceful environment as i can lol no this is not ai generated ofcourse gonna use images for uhh references and guides, awooga 😌 so yes this may contain derealization

Characters include: Lost Usotsuki, Gold Asahina, Miyuki Tanaka, Amai Tanaka, Ame Omari, Mike Yoshida, Kit Flores, Rei-Z 18+ contains g0r3

Since her boyfriend's death, Daphne's nightmares have become so vivid that she's starting to fear they aren't dreams at all.