I’ve always dreamt of waking in a magic forest. And I mean like, no explanation. Just Poof I’m there, kinda thing. I think a lot of it stems from games like Zelda or any RPG.
One of those 90’s plot-convenient nothing jobs that leaves me plenty of time and money for hanging out with my friends living in a major city.
Solarpunk
I’d like to live in a world where people come together to save it instead of splitting apart.
Hard agree, but the first image in my head was this:
Now now. Let’s not get overly enthusiastic here, shall we?
Socialism would be nice.
Or just something that can actually be called democratic with a straight face.
Managed Democracy 😎
Getting laid.
Honestly? I would like our earth - friendly technology online, ecological not total utopia but some Earth-first version of our world. All the housing, food, and energy generation done in some organic beautiful way, like growing your house, yes? Nearly unlimited energy generation, just because the sun shines and the wind blows clean water for all with the waste water used in some helpful way, no food insecurity for anyone.
Two chicks at one time. Fuckin A.
Fuckin A
Twins, Basil
Gonna sound weird, but the ability to change a person’s age at will, with the ability to make the progression/regression either physical, mental, or both at once.
Imagine you have a co-worker who acting like a little kid. You could turn them into what they’re acting like physically so they can suffer the indignity of knowing they’re not supposed to be so young and helpless. Or follow an age regression storyline where your cheating partner gets turned into a helpless baby that you now get to take care of and embarrass as they still retain their mental state.
Also, imagine you and a friend are going to some event like a movie or a fair or something else where kids get cheaper tickets. You or your friend could be shrunk down to kid size and then all you would need to do is find a place to change back once inside. Saving money!
The possibilities are endless. Also, blame the fact that a lot of cartoons from the 90s onwards that I watch/watched in reruns have some form of age regression stock episode where one or more of the characters goes through age changing shenanigans for implanting this idea in my head.
Owning my own home.
It that doesn’t count as fantasy, I really want there to be an underworld with strange creatures. I just think it would be so interesting.
Akiya House
As someone with a progressive disease: healing magic. I would pay all the bullion and cattle and sacks of wheat necessary to heal, or at least regress this stupid thing.
I’d like minimum wage to be able to support my family, so that a job flipping burgers could actually feed us
Failing that, to live as a bunny in a cottagecore tree stump, spending my days slicing up strawberries like they’re roasts, and baking pies with my neighbours
I’d keep my eye on the latter. The former is far less likely.
Becoming an agent of an ancient entity who gives me power and prestige in exchange for aiding with their possibly-evil goals.
Like my Fursona!
I’d love to retire to a cozy inn with an endless pot of stew
furries rn: become my fursona
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