I love it when it hits you.
Today while I was sitting in my chem class waiting for class to begin, I was flipping through my dream journal. I had just written down last night's dream, which wasn't all that impressive but just wanted to record it anyway.
I had already almost memorized my first couple entries, so I was looking at the ones from like...several months ago.
And I came upon one entry...and I was like..."OHHH!" because I remembered I wrote a short story/summary based on the dream and I was so excited because I'd totally forgotten about it and I remembered how much I actually enjoyed it! It had real potential for an actual story.
And I was so sad because I didn't have my junk journal (where I write everything and anything; mostly Askari stuff) with me so I couldn't read it.
Now I want to write, hahahaha. But I can't. Got homework to do and a midterm to study for. *sigh*
So it's me and this boy; we're young kids and we're best friends traveling the world together. We were hang-gliding together but somehow we got separated. I crash landed on the tops of snowy mountains and I shouted for help. It seemed like no one would come rescue me so I was about to give up but a slaver came with his caravan and took me away. I was sold to a rich prince or something; nobody liked him. I worked hard under him and when I became a teenager, I saw my old friend for an instant. I glanced him a couple more times but because we were slaves, we couldn't meet each other.
By the time we were past our teenage years, the prince was being overthrown. In all the chaos and fighting, I saw my friend. He was injured but not badly enough to incapacitate him. A soldier told him to come to me to get treated and I watched him all the while. He saw me and walked towards me, his face stoic. We hadn't seen each other in years or had any real conversation with each other. He walked towards me and for every step he took forward, I took a step back until i hit a wall. he kept walking towards me until we were inches from each other. Without looking away from my eyes, he shrugged off his coat in one quick movement, revealing his wound (and smoking hot bod!). I patched him up nervously while he watched me the entire time, silent. Then we stared at each other for what seemed an eternity until suddenly he shoved me up against the wall and the good business was dealt, if you know what I mean.
Now that I read it in type, it doesn't sound all that grand. But the part where he takes off his coat, yum. And that moment when we finally see each other after all that time, such a powerful emotion.
This is one of my dreams that I MUST rewrite into fic form. I promise I'll have it up here for you guys. And...it'll be very NWS (and friends-locked), because that was another part of the dream that was very, very vivid and worthwhile, XD
I haven't written smut in a LONG time.
Did I ever tell you guys about the dream I had in which I was to have sex with Zeus for 100 nights to bear his 100 children? XDD
I had already almost memorized my first couple entries, so I was looking at the ones from like...several months ago.
And I came upon one entry...and I was like..."OHHH!" because I remembered I wrote a short story/summary based on the dream and I was so excited because I'd totally forgotten about it and I remembered how much I actually enjoyed it! It had real potential for an actual story.
And I was so sad because I didn't have my junk journal (where I write everything and anything; mostly Askari stuff) with me so I couldn't read it.
Now I want to write, hahahaha. But I can't. Got homework to do and a midterm to study for. *sigh*
So it's me and this boy; we're young kids and we're best friends traveling the world together. We were hang-gliding together but somehow we got separated. I crash landed on the tops of snowy mountains and I shouted for help. It seemed like no one would come rescue me so I was about to give up but a slaver came with his caravan and took me away. I was sold to a rich prince or something; nobody liked him. I worked hard under him and when I became a teenager, I saw my old friend for an instant. I glanced him a couple more times but because we were slaves, we couldn't meet each other.
By the time we were past our teenage years, the prince was being overthrown. In all the chaos and fighting, I saw my friend. He was injured but not badly enough to incapacitate him. A soldier told him to come to me to get treated and I watched him all the while. He saw me and walked towards me, his face stoic. We hadn't seen each other in years or had any real conversation with each other. He walked towards me and for every step he took forward, I took a step back until i hit a wall. he kept walking towards me until we were inches from each other. Without looking away from my eyes, he shrugged off his coat in one quick movement, revealing his wound (and smoking hot bod!). I patched him up nervously while he watched me the entire time, silent. Then we stared at each other for what seemed an eternity until suddenly he shoved me up against the wall and the good business was dealt, if you know what I mean.
Now that I read it in type, it doesn't sound all that grand. But the part where he takes off his coat, yum. And that moment when we finally see each other after all that time, such a powerful emotion.
This is one of my dreams that I MUST rewrite into fic form. I promise I'll have it up here for you guys. And...it'll be very NWS (and friends-locked), because that was another part of the dream that was very, very vivid and worthwhile, XD
I haven't written smut in a LONG time.
Did I ever tell you guys about the dream I had in which I was to have sex with Zeus for 100 nights to bear his 100 children? XDD