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clevermanka) wrote2012-12-11 07:59 am
A thousand miles and poles apart
Sunday night I finally had a dream with Tom Hiddleston in it. Like Real Life, though, things went off the rails pretty much right from the start and the whole thing ended in shambles.
The dream:
This was some sort of alternate universe where the events of Thor never happened, although Loki knew he was a Frost Giant, but everyone was pretty okay with it. Kind of. Most of the time. Anyway, Loki and I were married and had a baby daughter, but that was all background. The dream opened with Asgard being invaded by some army (I have no idea who, not Frost Giants), and a whole bunch of the main Asgardian players were taken prisoner. Pretty much everyone in the royal house except me and Thor were gone. The war went on for eight or ten years and nobody gained ground. Asgardian morale was eventually in the pits because dude, everybody's gone and families are mourning for ten fucking years, etc. It was very sad and angsty.
Eventually, someone from the enemy camp came to me in secret and said that they would give me a potion that, if I drank it, would make some magic that would allow Thor to find their weak spot and defeat them and bring all the prisoners home. How did I transfer this knowledge? I had to have sex with Thor. Of course. So I had sex with Thor. Not Loki. WHAT THE FUCK, DREAM BRAIN? COME ON. Once we had sex, Thor figured out how to defeat the enemy. I couldn't tell him this was the plan though, he had to just be willing to have sex with his brother's wife, which added an extra nasty layer to the later developments.
Thor then led a contingent to defeat the enemy and brought everyone home in short order. Nobody had aged except the kids, so now my baby girl was ten years old and didn't know me and it was all very emotional. A big group of us were gathered in a room, seeing each other for the first time in a decade and I clung to our daughter because I couldn't face my husband and I didn't know if I was going to tell him how we figured out how to defeat the enemy. I knew he would eventually find out, though, and our marriage probably wouldn't survive, not to mention destroy his relationship with Thor. Eventually I looked over at him and I could tell by his expression that he knew something was wrong. He walked over to me and held out his hand. I went down on my knees in front of him, held his hand to my face and started to cry.
Then I woke up because I was so sad that my chest and throat hurt bad enough to wake me.

So THANKS, DREAM BRAIN. Thanks for giving me another emo dream where I have sex with the wrong guy.
In continuing emo news, have a wonderful Sherlock vid, done to Adele's theme for Skyfall.
New Tumblr collection today. Tuesday, December 11: Gowns.
The dream:
This was some sort of alternate universe where the events of Thor never happened, although Loki knew he was a Frost Giant, but everyone was pretty okay with it. Kind of. Most of the time. Anyway, Loki and I were married and had a baby daughter, but that was all background. The dream opened with Asgard being invaded by some army (I have no idea who, not Frost Giants), and a whole bunch of the main Asgardian players were taken prisoner. Pretty much everyone in the royal house except me and Thor were gone. The war went on for eight or ten years and nobody gained ground. Asgardian morale was eventually in the pits because dude, everybody's gone and families are mourning for ten fucking years, etc. It was very sad and angsty.
Eventually, someone from the enemy camp came to me in secret and said that they would give me a potion that, if I drank it, would make some magic that would allow Thor to find their weak spot and defeat them and bring all the prisoners home. How did I transfer this knowledge? I had to have sex with Thor. Of course. So I had sex with Thor. Not Loki. WHAT THE FUCK, DREAM BRAIN? COME ON. Once we had sex, Thor figured out how to defeat the enemy. I couldn't tell him this was the plan though, he had to just be willing to have sex with his brother's wife, which added an extra nasty layer to the later developments.
Thor then led a contingent to defeat the enemy and brought everyone home in short order. Nobody had aged except the kids, so now my baby girl was ten years old and didn't know me and it was all very emotional. A big group of us were gathered in a room, seeing each other for the first time in a decade and I clung to our daughter because I couldn't face my husband and I didn't know if I was going to tell him how we figured out how to defeat the enemy. I knew he would eventually find out, though, and our marriage probably wouldn't survive, not to mention destroy his relationship with Thor. Eventually I looked over at him and I could tell by his expression that he knew something was wrong. He walked over to me and held out his hand. I went down on my knees in front of him, held his hand to my face and started to cry.
Then I woke up because I was so sad that my chest and throat hurt bad enough to wake me.

So THANKS, DREAM BRAIN. Thanks for giving me another emo dream where I have sex with the wrong guy.
In continuing emo news, have a wonderful Sherlock vid, done to Adele's theme for Skyfall.
New Tumblr collection today. Tuesday, December 11: Gowns.

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I spent most of yesterday feeling like someone was going to drop one of those 16-ton weights on me.
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That dream was just sixteen shades of wrong.
I actually hadn't heard Skyfall yet. That was very well done.
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Good kind of wrong, though. I mean, really intense and amazing. Just sad.
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Also, I think I'm envious!
Love the tumblr! Another dress tumblr for me to follow!
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He gives decent head, btw. If you're interested.
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http://ursulav.livejournal.com/1523258.html
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This says a lot about me.
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It was much shorter, though.
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*sigh*
I'd take short and sweet if I actually got the guy I wanted in the dream.
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And it left you hanging! Ghah!
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I spent most of yesterday feeling like someone was going to drop one of those 16-ton weights on me.
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That dream was just sixteen shades of wrong.
I actually hadn't heard Skyfall yet. That was very well done.
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Good kind of wrong, though. I mean, really intense and amazing. Just sad.
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Also, I think I'm envious!
Love the tumblr! Another dress tumblr for me to follow!
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He gives decent head, btw. If you're interested.
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http://ursulav.livejournal.com/1523258.html
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This says a lot about me.
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It was much shorter, though.
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*sigh*
I'd take short and sweet if I actually got the guy I wanted in the dream.
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And it left you hanging! Ghah!
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