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undergrounds2017-02-05 09:53 am
outstandingbalance) wrote in undergrounds2017-02-05 09:53 am
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Mr. Sandman
6 Feb.
It's February, still cold but Valentine's Day just around the corner and people starting to think of spring, it might not be surprising that romance seems to be in the air. Hard to pin down just what the difference is—but romance seems to be nagging at a lot of minds.
It might be because last night, you had a dream. Nothing clear, but bits and pieces stick with you. Maybe it was just stolen glances and light kisses, or maybe it was flashes and surprising jolts of something more physical, more raw. Either way, the dream doesn't quite fade away when daylight comes.
The strangest part? It's about someone you normally try not to think of that way.
Dreams are like that though, sometimes. It's probably nothing.
10 Feb.
A few days later, and the dreams keep on keeping on. For at least one person, it's every night. For others, it may be more intermittent. It may be just happening for the first time, after a visit to the Redbright Institute or passing through the surrounding neighbor, or after chatting with a particular vampire. It might happen spontaneously. Either way the dreams keep coming, and they continue to be about someone in particular, someone who you've been denying or ignoring your attraction to, but it's getting hard to pretend you don't feel a little warmer when you think about them.
It's starting to seem like there's something a little weird going on here. Even weirder? There's a chance that the person you're dreaming about is having the same dreams. Not just romantic dreams—the exact same shared dreams.
At least, they are if they're dreaming of you too.
14 Feb.
It's been a week now, and the dreams keep escalating. Not only do they become more frequent, they're more vivid. What started with disjointed images and feelings, more impressions than anything else, have evolved into full narratives—ranging from chastely romantic nonsense, imagining that the object of your desire is a knight coming to rescue you from a dragon, or arrived to offer comfort and support in a bleak moment, to intensely erotic. Some of them may be down right silly.
But the common thread is there. They are all about the same person, and they all expose the fact that you care about them in a way that's not as platonic as you've pretended.
And maybe it's about time you confronted that?
On the other hand, maybe you're just riding this out.
Either way, this is getting sorted out tonight. There's not going to be a better time for it
It's February, still cold but Valentine's Day just around the corner and people starting to think of spring, it might not be surprising that romance seems to be in the air. Hard to pin down just what the difference is—but romance seems to be nagging at a lot of minds.
It might be because last night, you had a dream. Nothing clear, but bits and pieces stick with you. Maybe it was just stolen glances and light kisses, or maybe it was flashes and surprising jolts of something more physical, more raw. Either way, the dream doesn't quite fade away when daylight comes.
The strangest part? It's about someone you normally try not to think of that way.
Dreams are like that though, sometimes. It's probably nothing.
10 Feb.
A few days later, and the dreams keep on keeping on. For at least one person, it's every night. For others, it may be more intermittent. It may be just happening for the first time, after a visit to the Redbright Institute or passing through the surrounding neighbor, or after chatting with a particular vampire. It might happen spontaneously. Either way the dreams keep coming, and they continue to be about someone in particular, someone who you've been denying or ignoring your attraction to, but it's getting hard to pretend you don't feel a little warmer when you think about them.
It's starting to seem like there's something a little weird going on here. Even weirder? There's a chance that the person you're dreaming about is having the same dreams. Not just romantic dreams—the exact same shared dreams.
At least, they are if they're dreaming of you too.
14 Feb.
It's been a week now, and the dreams keep escalating. Not only do they become more frequent, they're more vivid. What started with disjointed images and feelings, more impressions than anything else, have evolved into full narratives—ranging from chastely romantic nonsense, imagining that the object of your desire is a knight coming to rescue you from a dragon, or arrived to offer comfort and support in a bleak moment, to intensely erotic. Some of them may be down right silly.
But the common thread is there. They are all about the same person, and they all expose the fact that you care about them in a way that's not as platonic as you've pretended.
And maybe it's about time you confronted that?
On the other hand, maybe you're just riding this out.
Either way, this is getting sorted out tonight. There's not going to be a better time for it
Re: Daryl | OTA for dreamshares
This time was no different. She walked into the living room and smiled to see Daryl and Johnny sitting on the couch, reading a book. "Should I make some hot cocoa?" she asked.
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His gaze lingered for a moment before returning to Johnny and whispering conspiratorially, "Think we can convince her to put the whole bag in?"
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As she watched the milk heat up, she placed a hand on her stomach, thinking about this new baby on the way. She wondered what he or she would be like. Probably just as wonderful as Johnny, though they would be born into circumstances that were much more stable than her son.
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He wrapped his arms around her and let his hands rest over the one on her stomach while his chin found purchase on her shoulder. Daryl had never been so happy as when they'd gotten together and she'd asked him to move in. To be Johnny's father. To be her husband. It was a life he'd never thought he'd get to have. The kind found in movies and books and never reality. Not for him.
"Half the bag, then," he murmured, grinning against her ear in joking negotiation.
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"A quarter," she counted. "Split evenly between the two of you."
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Yes, he was definitely encouraging a sugar rush later, but that was the
downfallprivilege of being a parent, right?After a second he settled his forehead into her shoulderblade, nuzzling at her like the cat he was, "It's been a good day all around, really. But I still missed you when I was working."