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Okay, so im probably not correct, but this is my understanding of part of the timeline:

Leonid was Modric’s music teacher when Modric was a child. Leonid is also the creator of the designers reflections, which means that the designers reflections have only been around for 20 years tops.

Leonid also managed to meet the God of Styling when she was still alive, so therefore the God war had to start and end within that 20 year period.

However, both the God of Styling and the Old God are forgotten in Miraland. This implies that a lot of time has passed between the end of the god war and the current day.

The envoys are also proof of this extensive amount of time passing. Wenren Dian is known as an urban legend called “the cloud hermit” who lived hundreds of years ago. He was also the diplomat/leader of a forgotten city??? Aloysius also says that he hibernates as a leaf for years on end and has been through that cycle multiple times. Also, Yisu is old enough to be the inspiration for at least one of the Wasteland Gods, so there’s that as well.

All this to say that I don’t believe that the backstory of the envoys only took place in under 20 years. But! There is an explanation which could solve this.

That explanation being that this is Miraland. Time fuckery is shown to be cannon. Specifically, time loops, pauses in time, the idea that whatever you do in the past will always be what happens and will not affect the future and time dissonance between dimensions. All time fuckery seems to stem from the Ocean of Memories as well.

So, this all means that there was probably some time fuckery happening when it came to Leonid and the gods. My guess is that there is some time dissonance and time travel between Miraland and wherever the gods are because Occam’s Razor. Therefore making it so Leonid time traveled backwards when he ascended to be with the gods. Time possibly moves slower wherever the gods are, so by the time the god war has ended, it has already been hundreds of years on Miraland. Explaining why it didn’t seem like it took that much time to forget the original gods.

Here is a badly drawn diagram to explain my thinking further:

(I don’t think The old god fight takes place in the ocean of memories, but I placed it there on the timeline anyways. Oops)

This is my theory on why the timeline seems so messed up and explanations on how it could make sense. I could also just be missing a very important detail because I suck at reading, but this was fun to put together nonetheless. I hope you enjoyed my rambling and theory. :)

Have an amazing day/night!

*1am mews of the void*

I hate being so sensitive, I hate having mood swings, I hate being overly nice and oversharing everything, but I love myself to much even if I notice the flaws, I'm too much of a sexy, pretty doll to care

I like him, but would be listen to lana, the smiths and arctic monkeys with me while crying over sad movies?

I would say right now I'm in my era of alternative Rnb/neo-soul. I just wanna make shit with depth, sings about love is cute and all but I want something more fulfilling than that. I wanna make shit that satisfies the most existential crevices of my spirit, shit that make me feel seen beyond the social constructs put in place that tell us how life is to be experienced- I wanna make shit that heals.

GxG Smut "Can't Sleep"

YALL IM FEELING OVERLY CONFIDENT IN MY SEXUALITY RN AND ITS 1 AM I HAVE SCHOOL TMR BUT I HAD THIS SCENARIO PICTURE WHOEVER TF YOU WANT, I managed to imagine both Sarah Paulson and Lady Gaga during different moments. (Don't ask.)

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CW: WLW cs im gay, cursing cs im popeye the sailor, overly detailed because im hyper, scissoring and tribbing, dirty talk, titty worship cs its women, no men, purely porn with no plot, MAKING LOVE, ITS SEX!

Rolling around against the soft sheets that wrapped around my half nude body as I practically whimpered at the things my girlfriend did to me in my dream, only to be woken up by my actual girlfriend. "Baby, are you okay? You're all sweaty and whiney..." I looked at her squinting to read her expression in the dark room, before leaning over to cut the light on. "What?" She laughed softy before pulling me into her chest, I felt the side of my sweaty face being pressed against her pillowy boobs, I felt like I was in heaven. "What were you dreaming about pretty girl?" I looked up at her and smiled bashfully before pushing her down onto the bed and sitting on top of her each of my thighs on the side of her waist. "Just how good it feels when you eat me out." She looked up at me and smiled before bringing her hands to my thighs and then my waist. "Oh yeah?" I leaned down close to her lips barely letting them touch before mumbling a soft "Yeah." into her lips as I kissed her. I slid my hips down so my pussy was in line with hers. I slid my hand down in between us and slipped it into her panties, tracing figure eights along her clit feeling as her body stutters against mine. "You like that?" I pull back from this kiss still moving my fingers before using my free hand to push her hair out of her face. "Alot." I smiled once more now removing my finger and pulling down her panties and mine. "As much as I'd love to recreate my dream I can't. Cause damn, I really fucking need you." I pushed her legs up to fold her knees in reach with her still covered breast whilst I undid my bra and then laid myself at the perfect angle to where her clit was lined perfectly with mine. I gave a gentle testing grind to make sure that whilst stimulating myself I could stimulate her, her somewhat loud moan being everything I need to tell me that I was doing right. But before I could start, I had to remove her bra, I reveled in the sight of her boobs, bare or not. I placed a hand on her boob before grinding with a bit more force now, the pleasure striking from my core all the way down to the tip of my toes. I sped up the little pushes feeling her body quiver in pleasure undermine while her moans grew in volume and intensity. "Shh baby, we wouldn't want the neighbors to hear now, would we? Let 'em hear how good I fuck you in the middle of the night?" She shook her head no, and I leaned down to kiss her, swallowing every moan she sent my way and pushing my hips against hers even harsher before moving my finger to massage her scalp through her tangled hair that flung around her head and clung to her sweaty face. I pulled back feeling myself getting close knowing she finishes before me she must be holding it, I pushed with more force feeling my arousal pool out and mix with her that had also started pouring out of her hole. "You're so needy for me princess." Her moans got louder, I could feel her body shake as she reached her highly anticipated orgasm following in her footsteps, I reached mine, moaning her name out in pure ecstasy. "I have a feeling we're going to sleep well tonight.

I just figured the end of train to busan series and there's only 5 chapters remaining 😢😩👀👋

Do you ever struggle to get something and after a while you doubt if the little struggle will even pay off in the future. And what would happen if you 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 your plans a bit and compromised ,it would be so much better for everyone around you.

But I don't think efforts would ever go waste. Even if you follow 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 path against all the 'advices' ppl give you atleast at the end of it you ll have something to tick off 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 life's bucket list. It's something that 𝘺𝘰𝘶 wanted to do, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 wanted to achieve so if it paid off or not its something 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗌.

What do 𝘺𝘰𝘶 think?