DizziDreams

@dizzidreams.bsky.social

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30s | pronouns: any | Minors DNI! Occasionally NSFW Cosplay, writing, crochet, powerlifting and whatever catches my interest. http://schwamb.tumblr.com https://archiveofourown.org/users/DizziDreams/ MDZS, SVSSS, The Locked Tomb, DnD, Heated Rivalry

Photo of a medal reading Best Lifter and a plaque that reads TESTED WOMEN'S BEST LIGHTER SUBMASTER DIVISION FULL POWER EVENT RAW CATEGORY USPA Powerlifting.
Photo of a table at the MDZS pop-up cafe with LWJ and WWX standees, a Jin Ling coaster and a soda dressed up fancy with leaves.
Blue and white floral Jsk with a matching teapot shaped purse and a white lacy blouse.
Photo of a completely iced over window.
Close up of LQG, edited with a frame of sparkling hearts and sparkles.
Box set of hard cover SVSSS collection
Crochet version of the melt the ICE hat.
Video of a snowy bridge in a wooded area.
A yellow fire hydrant with white nozzles, with three black hairs drawn on the image and a speech bubble reading "psy-y-y". It looks like Psyduck.
Black wallet with art of a 6 eyed tiger wearing a crown and fighting a striped snake.
A golden chatelaine with five chains and a bat design.
Day 6: Good news! Noodleji is bread
Day 5: There are Noodleji's everywhere for those with the eyes to see.
Day 4: Don't turn me into a hat, aaaaaaaaaaaa
Day 3: Noodleji trying out new sports.
Day 2: Noodleji's favorite sweet treat at the fair.
Day 1: When Noodleji was 5, uncle took him and Noodlehuan to The Amazing Middy World. He had a lot of fun.
"slaps roof of car " meme, which depicts a car salesman showing a car to a man.
Crocheted pumpkin shaped bag with a green leaf decoration and a brown strap
Dress form dressed in a white peasant top, floor length brown-green skirt, brown belt, crocheted green waist wrap with curling vines and mini pumpkins, crocheted green shrug with long bell sleeves ending in orange and a yellow ruffle, crocheted pumpkin leaf and flower brooch, and a crocheted pumpkin beret.
So, what’s this all about?” he asked, plopping down onto her sofa uninvited. “Despite my obvious charms and sex appeal, I don’t think that’s why you called me here.” Wen Qing ignored the bait, taking a seat next to him and turning to face him. “I didn’t call you here. I asked you here.” “Bahgol, bayh-gol,” Wei Wuxian waved a dismissive hand. “Neither of those pronunciations was correct.” “Ah, well. My Klingon’s a little rusty. Qing-jie, what’s this about?”
A coupon that reads: thank you for choosing CVS for your vaccination. Here's your $10 off $20 coupon.
Full color image of Iguin from Witch Hat Atelier gremlin posing.
Very fluffy calico kitty settling sleepily into her neck ruff of white fur.
Lace fingerless glove crocheted in lace weight white yarn, fastened with a blue ribbon and a decorative flower.
Unhinged millennial in emo makeup pointing excitedly toward stage where MCR will be playing
Purple goodies bag with a tarot card if The Star, a pentacle coin, and several small crystals.
Cosplay of Mira from Kpop Demons Hunters in a black hat and sleeveless white shirt holding a crochet Derpy plushie.
Renfaire costume on a dress form. Tan cottagecore witch hat, long tan skirt, brown belt, white chemise, and a light beige and gray bodice with a black design of snakes, spiders, bats, plants, and script.
Close up of a black nail set: black and red ombre on thumb and pinkies, white spider with a lightning bolt cut out in its back, a white cross like symbol, a gold sketchy heart, and a series of gold parallel lines with small gold beads at the ends and a single vertical red line going down the middle.
White crocheted lace trim in a floral shell pattern.
Empty ice at the Boston Skating Club
Crocheted tiger from KPDH
The tide is currently in, the warm seawater lapping calmly at Shen Yuan’s toes. Deeper in the water, Liu Qingge cuts swiftly through the water, sunlight sparkling off of the exposed skin of his arms—-the only exposed skin on his body, as he opted to pack a wholeass wet suit, despite the warmth of the water. It can’t be comfortable, Shen Yuan laments. Poor Liu-di must be hot. But a brief look at his chat earlier was enough to make him grateful that Liu Qingge had opted out of anything more revealing. Even just his arms had Shen Yuan’s chat slathering like a pack of rabid rodents. At least this way Shen Yuan doesn’t have to spend his time protecting Liu-di’s modesty! He’s supposed to be recovering!
Postcard featuring art from Lexi, featuring Lexi cat, noodleji, bingpup, and li yu sitting around a table with a birthday cake at the center.
Photo from KPDH cosplay meetup. Sussie bird kneels with two Derpy tigers and three Baby Sajas in rh background.
Six-eyed demon bird in a hat from Kpop Demons Hunters.
OP and a random bestie sitting in stadium seats holding SKZ lightsticks.
Crochet scrunchie with a gray to blue to purple gradient.
“Wei Ying’s glutes are sufficiently well-developed. I do not see a problem.” “Such flattery will get you everywhere, gege.” “You are posterior chain dominant. Although, if you would like to add more variety to your routine, it would not be amiss to add in some back extensions to strengthen your erectors.” “Ahaha, gege, come on now. Leave me a little face. I might be older than you, but I promise I don’t have any problem there.” Lan Wangji merely looks down at him from above the bar, face blank. “What?” Wei Wuxian blinks back. “What?”
“But there’s no record of this sort of event in the station’s history.” “Space is big.” Jiang Cheng was looking at him, his eyes narrowed. “It’s possible.” “Anything is possible,” Wei Ying agreed, tossing the tablet back onto the desk between them. “That doesn’t make it likely. Space is big, like you said. What are the odds that ‘natural phenomenon’ would result in the station taking a direct hit?” “What are the odds?” “Bad.” Wei Ying shook his head. “Very bad.”
An upper 30s wearing a handmade frog suit from Dungeon Meshi at an anime convention.
Chapter 2: Freeloader Summary: Living on Shang Qinghua's couch is worse than Shen Yuan ever could have imagined. It's time he made a plan.
24 second video showing a close up of attaching a rubber ring to a sheet of rubber chainmail.
A sewing machine with a sticker of LQG on it looking soft and surrounded by pink flowers.
Half of the front panel of a crocheted sweater vest, still in progress
Photo of about 1/8 of a crocheted sweater vest currently in progress.
Close up photo of a sleeping cat with a big smile.
Close up of the world's most beautiful calico making a pathetic face.
Short sleeved white blouse with a large black pink and gold death's head moth pin at the Peter Pan collar, worn under a black sleeveless dress with a half circle skirt and sheer lace details at the neckline. Green tights worn with black heeled ankle boots.
Somewhere, somebody is arguing and doing a terrible job of keeping their voice down. Shen Yuan knows that voice. “Qingge—” The arguing ceases, and Shen Yuan detects an intense presence at his side, grasping his hand. He cracks his eye open in surprise—Liu Qingge has never been the touchy type—but it’s not Liu Qingge he sees. At least, not at first. It’s Luo Binghe, crouched at the bedside, worry etched into every line of his beautiful face as he gazes at Shen Yuan from much too close. It makes Shen Yuan’s eyes cross as he tries to focus, before his gaze drifts over Luo Binghe’s shoulder and finds Liu Qingge leveling a thunderous glower on the back of Luo Binghe’s head. He notices Shen Yuan looking at him, and the heat of his glower shifts in tone, though not in intensity. “You’re alive,” he says, matter-of-factly. “Yes,” Shen Yuan agrees. With Shen Yuan’s aliveness established, Liu Qingge nods curtly and approaches the bed. “Let’s go.”
Close up of an empty bobbin in a sewing machine and a perfectly sewn seam straight to the end of the fabric.
Orange red hood with an eye on top sewn closed with black thread.
An orange red baggy body suit with white stripes at the knees and belly.