I seldom blog about dreams but the one I had this morning/yesterday night was so awesome I need to write this down in case I forgot I had such a beautiful dream.
This dream involved me, Gokudera, Sanji, Zoro, and a bunch of One Piece figurines.
SANJI: Blonde Badass, ZORO: Green Badass, GOKUDERA: Silver Badass, and One Piece figures.
The four of us were at Sanji's house, and he was showing us his collection of One Piece figurines and how his little sister hated him and knocked his own figure over. So I was bored and started helping fix the broken figures.
Then all of a sudden the 4 of us were sitted in a circle. And you know how inevitable it is to be wary as hell when you're around shonen manga characters like them so suddenly we were looking out for ghosts. And for some reason I was super scared of ghosts and I HUGGED SANJI. TOPLESS. (As in Sanji, not me). And being the Sanji he is he hugged me back and told me, "Don't be scared I'll protect you." DAMN TIGHTLY.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. If it's me IRL I think I will just melt into a puddle of goo and evaporate to heaven without regrets.
(His skin was so smooth and he smelled so nice in my dreams ahhh~.
Oh noes I'm turning into a pervert.)
After a while Zoro and Gokudera admitted they were just trying to scare the both of us. But I didn't believe them so I continued hugging Sanji just in case. (I was quite sure Sanji's my bolster/my Bleach plushies IRL.) And as if on cue Gokudera admitted he was a ghost and started becoming transparent and float in midair! So the 3 of us quickly pounced on him and for some odd reason, MEASURED THE LENGTH OF HIS FOOT. I remember one of us announcing that his foot is just like a woman's. Seems like the excessive 8059 is starting to infiltrate into my dreams. Not that I'm complaining. :3
An anti-climatic scene to end off the otherwise-wonderful dream: after hugging Sanji for so long, we realised I have been drooling on him.
And here's another totally unrelated dream but still awesome nevertheless. It happened in the same night.
Because I'm coughing IRL, so in the middle of the night I would wake up coughing. But it's that feeling like you're in between reality and dreaming, not exactly a lucid dream but more like your body is doing something subconsciously but you're still dreaming but you're subconsciously aware that your body is moving. Hm, kind of like scratching a mosquito bite in the middle of the night and thinking it's part of the dream? Yeah something like that.
So here's the scenario:
In real life: I'm coughing like mad in the middle of the night.
In my dreams: I'M SHOOTING BULLETS FROM MY MOUTH.
I so rock, even in my dreams. (Y) I think I'm fated to be a super cool secret agent who infiltrates high security places on a daily basis. Either that, or I'm a violent bitch.
In any case, I swear that night's dream was the most awesome ever.