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Maladaptive Dreaming

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Parts 7
Time 1h 12m

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"Maladaptive dreaming or excessive day dreaming is a psychological concept first introduced by Eli Somer to describe an extensive fantasy activity that replaces human interaction and/or interferes with academic, interpersonal, or vocational functioning."All Rights Reserved

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Max's Exciting New Life (ON HOLD) by TomeTeller

What would you do if you had a second chance at life with the caveat that you can make your imagination and thoughts into reality? What about granting peoples wishes? Max was a normal college student until a motor vehicle took his life away early. Cursing his creator, he was given a second chance to make his remaining life the way he wanted. But the more people who know about this, the harder it will be to live his own life. Would you make the same choices?

Nightscape by jrdigimon11

A collection of stories based of my dreams and nightmares. Recently I've been having vivid dreams and nightmares that seems recurring or just memorable. Either caused by my anxiety or troubles that I don't acknowledge. People always say that there's meaning behind dreams and I'm here to figure out what it means or just to share an interesting tale. Some people have wacky dreams but for some reason mine seems to be pretty creative and straight forward that's good enough to write a story for. That's what I use my dreams and nightmares for, inspiration. Hopefully you guys enjoy these short and easy to digest stories. Cover Art by @goomimg on IG If you guys ever want an art commissioned, I highly suggest you check her out.

Dream Parade by mikaelkino

What dreams are made of.. The answer seems to escape him, as his sleep patterns are going through unforeseen changes. Grasping at straws, getting stuck in those webs of the dream state, he desperately tries to navigate his way out of. But how come, no matter how hard he tries, he still can't identify the catalyst for such a radical shift that has sent his equilibrium into a spiral? A dreamer who dreamt of a dream once slept inside the dream while contemplating yet another dream.. How does it go again?.. Aren't we all just a tad bit drowsy? Unbelievable scenes and unconnected fragments are flashing before your proverbial eyes. A vibrant parade, you're honorably invited to join, yet having a hard time keeping up with, gradually falling behind. Maybe, it's a good time to pinch yourself, you know, just to be sure. Scared yet?

Dreamer's logs by Recklessrotten

Hello! :D My name is Bonnabel M. Nova. I am a maladaptive dreamer both during the day and night. Because of that, I experience constant thrill and adventure through my dreams. These dream logs are my way of expressing my adventures and stories to an audience (possibly?). I can smell, feel, taste, and experience many other things in my dreams. If you have any questions about these stories, DM me on Instagram at Reckless.rotten. I can describe certain parts more thoroughly if you are curious about them (keep in mind that my memory isn't too great after the day I dream it). Do let me know if I make any spelling errors or mistakes. Some dreams will just involve speaking, with no adventure, or vice versa. Okay, what else am I missing...? Oh, yeah! Cover songs will (sometimes) be included at the start of the stories, based on the scenario and/or what I'm hearing in my dreams (whistling, humming, radio, TV, etc.). I think that is all. I do hope you enjoy <:] And remember, stay adamant ♡

Glitch | #ONC2020 ✔ by JesseAwkward

Waking up in a cold sweat is a normal occurrence. Usually, it happens when you are under immense stress during your REM state. It is what is known as a nightmare. But what if you wake up after seeing something you don't recognize? What if you dream slowly makes you realize how good your world is. No, not how good your life is. How good your world is. There aren't murders, or robberies, or car accidents. Everyone's life is perfect and happy. Everyone is happy, yet no one is sad.Everything is exactly how you would want.What is going on? Cyrus one night has the strangest dream, and misfortune only follows. A story of betrayal, action, and the future. Are you ready to log into the system?

Release Me by anna_rose01

Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

Sing To My Heart by JH_Studios

Note: They are humans instead of animals. Sorry to anyone who thought it would be like beastars or like we got teleported to their world. This is a reader insert and they are all human. Will include swears, triggering/disturbing tropics, might have some heated moments. Read at your discretion. I don't own any of the characters or songs used in the story. Any songs that I say belongs to the reader is just for the story. All rights to the songs and characters (expect y/n) go to the rightful owners. Also this story was inspired by @OneArtsyGamer03 ,please go check out her stories since they are amazing. This is my original story but there are some similarities to her's, so please go show her stories some love because she definitely deserves it. Runawaying from Redshore city wasn't my plan but I felt trapped in that city. You never could make it unless you had connections or were from a famous family and that's not how I wanted it to go. I love to sing and my best friend got me into dance. Now I love going with the flow and letting the music take over my body. I ran away from my home with nothing but my skateboard, guitar and a back full with anything I could shove inside of it. Now I live in a studio apartment, making my own songs with choreography for them and casually posting the audio of the song or the actual dance video on the internet because why not. I work at a skate shop to help pay my bills and to stay out of trouble with the police since I've gotten in trouble with them a couple of times for street performing without a license. But like my best friend used to say, "You're only in trouble if you get caught" and I never did, so now I just chat up with them to pass some time or to help someone. When I heard of a singing competition I thought it couldn't hurt. I mean I might be able to win a nice prize and get some more publicity for my music, which was more important to me then some cash prize but it would be nice.

The Moon Shines On Starlight by Notyours_45

*Warning ahead content contains animal abuse It was dimmed. I couldn't see. Oh, but I could smell. The sweet scents all around me. Then I smelled her. I immediately knew who she was. My mother. My creator. I went over to her screaming my way between my two siblings. Although I was just a puppy, I could recognize my surroundings. When I was finished drinking the milk from my mother, I moved away. I felt a hard surface underneath me. There were plenty of other scents too. One that smelled delicious. I also couldn't hear, but I could feel movement. I was removed from the hard surface and handed a much softer place. There were these weird bumps over the softer surface. It moved me around, and I was set back down in place on the floor. A couple of weeks passed though I couldn't feel it. Each day felt as if I was still a newborn. Time was not essential in my mind. As I got older, my senses started to sharpen. I could see and hear, but the one thing I couldn't see was color. All I saw was black and gray. My mother was very furry, but so was I. I would often smell her, and I liked how her scent smelled sweet. When I could, I would find food around a dumpster. We were learning more as we got older. I had two sisters and two brothers, as I was one of the girls. We spoke to each other often, my siblings and me. "Let's go, children." Mother said to us in a soft voice. We knew how to communicate. When we fought over food mother, would tell at us. I didn't like being in trouble. I was usually quiet. One day I learned the soft surface that I had encountered was a human hand. I had felt that same surface when a human came up to us. The human loaded all of us in their vehicle. We came upon this strange building. The human let us out in this strange building. There were many scents. I couldn't place them all at once. I concentrated on one specific scent. Strawberry. It smelled so sweet, and it started to hurt my nose.

i accidentally met dream by lotusdotpng

Next person after next, waiting for my shift to end. I call the next person in line over to me and start with my normal greeting as well as "do you have rewards?" His voice was familiar, but I couldn't quite pinpoint it. -------------- dream x reader (she/her, fem!) reader's pov at all times unless specified otherwise spotify playlist based on this book: (https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0Kp0kUO9HDkGd2k0458bsP?si=YMTxOCmAQGqtdyhrtPf4YQ&utm_source=copy-link)

Creation: Various! One Piece X Reader [DISCONTINUED] by ChibiReve_04

DISCONTINUED [ Reader is female. ] Dream {noun} ~ a series of thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person's mind during sleep. Creation {noun} ~ the bringing into of existence of the universe, especially when regarded as an act of God ~ the action or process of bringing something into existence.

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Max's Exciting New Life (ON HOLD) cover

Nightscape cover

Dream Parade cover

Dreamer's logs cover

Glitch | #ONC2020 ✔ cover

Release Me cover

Sing To My Heart cover

The Moon Shines On Starlight cover

i accidentally met dream cover

Creation: Various! One Piece X Reader [DISCONTINUED] cover

Max's Exciting New Life (ON HOLD)

What would you do if you had a second chance at life with the caveat that you can make your imagination and thoughts into reality? What about granting peoples wishes? Max was a normal college student until a motor vehicle took his life away early. Cursing his creator, he was given a second chance to make his remaining life the way he wanted. But the more people who know about this, the harder it will be to live his own life. Would you make the same choices?