Conflict Tension Release Daydreams thread
Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 9:12 pm
Daydreams must have a positive ending element in them. No daydreams in which you simply want to torture them.
Example:
ooo.. this calls for an image... okay, okay, so he's talking to Svan about it, being all dishonest, and I march in and set it straight, and they're all calling me a liar and shit, and I storm off, totally tearless. But then I'm banging branches on the ground and breaking them like hulk before I collapse in a tearful hypoglycemia-destroyed mess and he finds me like that and he's staring at me, and then Im like "fuck you, jason. You know that's not what happened." and he's like "fine, psh, stay there" and Im all trying to crawl away and then I fail miserably and collapse like a doe that cant yet walk and he has to pick me up and I just look at him with a defeated expression on and I ask him "why." and he refuses to answer but just takes me into his car and he's all "okay. I'm driving you to the hospital." and Im like "no, I dont need the hospital for hypoglycemia, I just need a bagel or something." and hes all "no, hospital (paraphrase)" and Im like "NOPLZNOHOSPITAL. youve done enough tonight" and he's like "okay, fine." and then I get to fall asleep in his lap or something until he gets me some food...
TO BE CONTINUED.
authentic daydream of mine. fck yes.
Example:
Okay. But really, what would cuddle time be like with him? Or sex? Or all of that, + talking about common ground in our differences or how much our differences suck. OR OR OR... mmaybe I find him injured and I take him home and nurse him back to health and he asks me who I am and I say I'm that girl who comments on his posts who doesn't really like FtB and I hardly want to say anything to him because he's sort of a lame person in my eyes but the tension grows smaller and smaller as I tend to his wounds and we talk and stuff...
damn, why is so easy to imagine but so hard to gather up and translate on text? that's not exactly what I was imagining. Bleh. ONE DAY... I will write an indepth fiction piece after lucid dreaming it or something so its so vivid it doesn't get lost in translation in text where I can't recall what exctly I was imagining.
Another authentic daydream.
Example:
ooo.. this calls for an image... okay, okay, so he's talking to Svan about it, being all dishonest, and I march in and set it straight, and they're all calling me a liar and shit, and I storm off, totally tearless. But then I'm banging branches on the ground and breaking them like hulk before I collapse in a tearful hypoglycemia-destroyed mess and he finds me like that and he's staring at me, and then Im like "fuck you, jason. You know that's not what happened." and he's like "fine, psh, stay there" and Im all trying to crawl away and then I fail miserably and collapse like a doe that cant yet walk and he has to pick me up and I just look at him with a defeated expression on and I ask him "why." and he refuses to answer but just takes me into his car and he's all "okay. I'm driving you to the hospital." and Im like "no, I dont need the hospital for hypoglycemia, I just need a bagel or something." and hes all "no, hospital (paraphrase)" and Im like "NOPLZNOHOSPITAL. youve done enough tonight" and he's like "okay, fine." and then I get to fall asleep in his lap or something until he gets me some food...
TO BE CONTINUED.
authentic daydream of mine. fck yes.
Example:
Okay. But really, what would cuddle time be like with him? Or sex? Or all of that, + talking about common ground in our differences or how much our differences suck. OR OR OR... mmaybe I find him injured and I take him home and nurse him back to health and he asks me who I am and I say I'm that girl who comments on his posts who doesn't really like FtB and I hardly want to say anything to him because he's sort of a lame person in my eyes but the tension grows smaller and smaller as I tend to his wounds and we talk and stuff...
damn, why is so easy to imagine but so hard to gather up and translate on text? that's not exactly what I was imagining. Bleh. ONE DAY... I will write an indepth fiction piece after lucid dreaming it or something so its so vivid it doesn't get lost in translation in text where I can't recall what exctly I was imagining.
Another authentic daydream.