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Denmark - Wth

Dreams Filled With Crack 141

Dream 141
Title: Severed Spirit
Date: January 3, 2011
Rank: ☆☆☆☆☆


Man I don't even remember much of this one because I lagged it again with updating my crack dreams. But anyway, I'll try to remember to the best of my ability. So this one was another Bleach-related dream (I seem to have a lot of those) and it involved Orihime, which is strange because I'm not too fond of her. Anyway, I forgot what she was doing, but I think she was chasing somebody at this...harbor-like place, and then she went up these stairs into this room which was kinda shady, and then...I think there were other characters with her there (but I can't remember) so...like she started floating up and there was this light and this flash, and before I knew it, she was split into two people: one was dressed in black and one dressed in white, but they didn't really look much like her. They were both dressed kinda...whore-ish and they continued to float in the air, talking with the other characters. Yeah idk. That's all I can remember.

Analysis: ...recent Bleach dreams make me wonder if my mind is telling me to hurry the hell up and finish that new chapter to my fanfic...
Denmark - Wth

Dreams Filled With Crack 137

Dream 137
Title: Conference
Date: December 12, 2010
Rank: ☆☆☆☆☆


I must post this before I leave my house, otherwise I shall forget it!!! Okay sooo...in the beginning it was me trying to catch a bus from my grandparents' house to my mom's house, but it was in the nighttime and I remember asking various people in the neighborhood how to get over there, but none of them knew. Then a bus driver parked like in the middle of the street and then when she got off, I ran to her and asked if her bus goes that route, and she said that it didn't because it was another bus company that went that far from what I described to her. When I told her that my house was near a cemetery in the city my mom lives in, she knew where that was but couldn't take me that far, so I was by myself on how to get over there.

The other part of my dream was Hetalia related. I was an unimportant character in this dream, so I guess I was just an innocent bystander watching the other people in my dream. It looked like a world conference with people from various countries, and Alfred was the one hosting it since he was in the front of the room talking, although his haircut looked a little shorter than how it usually is. I remember some guy kept bugging him and asked about the homework (?) so Alfred got annoyed and security had to take him out of the room. The scene changed after more of Alfred's talking, and then I guess...it switched to another room where I supposed he was staying. I think Kiku was there too, but I can't really remember, although this part had somewhat of an Ameripan feel to it, even though I can't remember the nitty-gritty details of what happened.

Analysis: Apparently if I write a FrUK one-shot until 2am, I will dream about Ameripan...
Matt - I don't even

Dreams Filled With Crack 135

Dream 135
Title: Clowns Can Be Bishies Too
Date: November 20, 2010
Rank: ☆☆☆☆☆


So...I forgot most of this dream already. That's what I get for lagging it with logging them... But anyway, it involved a clown...which is weird because usually I'd have a nightmare about them but whatever. So I was like...in this place that looked like a large store you'd see at Disneyland in Tomorrow Land. There were like huge TVs everywhere and all of this technology. I think I was running from something and then happened to bump into a clown. I didn't want to look at his face because I knew I'd be afraid. He asked me if I was all right and I said yes, and before he could do anything else, I hugged him to see if by hugging him any evil impulses would disappear because everybody needs a hug and if they get one they won't be evil (fantasy logic wut) and then I pulled him by his arm away from where we were at and then we saw this TV and then all of a sudden he was like sucked into the TV with these other people, and when they got into the TV, they completely transformed into either bishounen or bishoujo. THE FUCK?! So my clown friend didn't look like a clown at all anymore. Instead he was dressed like somebody from England in the 18th century and he had long brown hair and looked very sophisticated to say the least. That's all I can remember... I seriously don't know how my brain comes up with this crack while I'm sleeping...

Analysis: I think my dream self isn't afraid of clowns as much and if I wish hard enough, scary things I don't like can turn into things I do like, such as bishounen, gentlemen, or English men. What the fuck brain you really ARE on crack... Pulling this bullshit when I'm asleep the hell...
Kiba

Dreams Filled With Crack 133

Dream 131
Title: Mediterranean Riches
Date: October 18, 2010
Rank: ☆☆☆☆☆


I actually had a nightmare before this dream, but since I never record my nightmares because I want to forget them, I won't include it here. Anyway, this dream involved a giant mansion in which I was the owner's rich kid. Yeah. But I was younger, probably like eight years old because I was more energetic and childish. I remember coming home from somewhere (probably school) and running through the large foyer into another room where my favorite butler was. I forgot his name, but he was old yet dignified and still had life in him. I ran to him and hugged him, him hugging me back. The walls in the room were a shade of green with an elegant floral design, probably jade or olive, maybe even a bit darker, and it had a vintage theme to it. The tile on the floor of the foyer was checkered, big squares of black and beige, like a cream color. There was a wide staircase when you would walk in through the front door that branched off to the left and to the right. A large crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling in the center. It was daytime though, so it wasn't turned on.

Anyway, the next scene involved my younger self still, but I was on one of the floors with my friends I guess, who happened to be the child versions of Greece and Turkey, except I have never seen Turkey as a child in canon or in fanart because he's one of the older Nation-tans like China. But as I was saying, they were my playmates (and they still didn't get along) for the day or so. We went into one of the rooms, which was a small room, and there was a ladder that led up to I guess the attic or something, maybe even a smaller secret room. I went first, then Turkey, and then Greece. I can't remember what happened after that since I woke up, but it was a pretty cool dream.

Analysis: I think I long for the rich life, but money can only give you temporary happiness.
Alfred - Smile

France why so naughty?

My icon means nothing

So this is fanart I found on dA which was pretty awesomesauce so I just had to share it with my flist ~
To put it simply, it's France trying to grope everybody in canon, his first victim being, of course, his waifu England. The poor soul...

Basically this picture is France x Everyone LMAO

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Also...THIS MEME...

The Letter Meme