Dreams - Blog Posts

I have a couple of these actually!

I have this weird, low-budget but high concept version of the Efteling (a Dutch theme park) which you enter through a huge open air industrial elevator, covered in hanging plants and full of people dressed as green elves. Attractions include: a china themed rollercoaster which is 90% scaffolding and has a jump and a darker, more claustrophobic version of the Fata Morgana ride.

My grandfathers house, except it’s high in the mountains, above the clouds, outside of it is a series of pools, all connected through water slides going all the way back down the mountain.

A dolphin themed waterpark with this huge wide underground slide, kind of like a highway tunnel.

I like when my dreams reuse locations from past dreams. like oh cool we doin a bottle episode

Dreamed that I opened a book an there were beetles hiding in the pages. I turned the page and there was a snake. I flipped the book over but the snake came at me. I grabbed it’s tail and smashed it against the wall but it wouldn’t die. I wrapped it up in plastic bags to suffocate it but I could feel its body thrashing. I felt terrible. I didn’t want to prolong its suffering but I didn’t want it to hurt me.

Dreamed that there was a tornado outside the house. Everything was dark and the whole house was shaking and when I looked out the window, I could see the tail of the tornado dragging down the road. I lay down on my stomach and put my hands over the back of my head. My grandmother walked through the dark and shaking house as if nothing were wrong.

Dreamed that I died. I immediately came back to life in a new body, but my dead body was just... laying around. I dressed my dead body in a long, navy blue dress. As I carried the body into my room, I thought "Hey! I can use this in my photography!"

As I tried to position the dead body so that I could photograph the two of us, the head on my dead body turned into a cat's head. It kept trying to bite me.

currently sick

dreamed that me and two girls that I went to middle school with were recording a song, reading the lyrics from a dark blue book with glowing white letters. don't remember the lyrics.

dreamed that there was a huge block party going on in my neighborhood, with tents set up all over and one of those janky ferris wheels. I decided that I wanted a milkshake and a burger. Every restaurant that I went to was getting held up by a delusional man with a shotgun. Every single one. Same guy, too. I'd leave and go to the next restaurant and he'd have moved on to hold that store up. I just really wanted a milkshake.

Part of some sort of giant videogame world. Built like one of those marble tunnel toys. Riding the marble down a spiral slide. Giant monster crushing the marble tunnel world. Water is rising faster.

I keep sleeping through the curtains falling out of the window frame and on top of me.

"Ugly Love"

based on a dream I had about body-swapping zombie boyfriends

My Etsy: LINK / My Ko-Fi: LINK

Dreamed that my backyard looked into a forest. In the yard, I saw what looked like a large stag.

When I looked closer, I saw that the stag had a human face. It only had one antler, which was held in place by a ribbon. Instead of hooves, at the end of it’s legs were spindly fingers. It didn’t walk with the ‘palm’ flat to the ground like an ape, it balanced on the very tips of it’s fingers, and it’s legs didn’t move, just the spindly fingers.

Had this dream after I had spent the day wondering what I would look like if I were a demon.

Dreamed that I was putting on make up. I used gold liquid eyeliner to write “Jesus loves me, this I know. Yes, Jesus loves me.” across my cheek bones. I put sparkly orange eyeshadow on my eyelids and the end of my nose.

Dreamed about A. R., a boy that emotionally abused me from 5th - 8th grade. He seemed threatening, but also like he was coming on to me. He stood behind me and slipped his hands up into my shirt. I reached back, grabbed him by the ears, flipped him over my shoulder, and while he was on the ground, I stomped on him. Very satisfying dream.

When he bullied (abused) me, teachers and other adults frequently told me that it must be because he had a crush on me. I was very, very aware that was not the case. He never made “positive” sexual remarks towards me, never showed a lick of attraction, he loathed me. And, it seemed, women/girls in general. My therapist had a theory that A. R. was deeply repressed and self-loathing concerning possible same gender attraction on his part. He never spoke of finding women attractive, was blatantly misogynistic and lesbophobic, and actively drove me away from mutual male friends.

Maybe I dreamed of him being sexually aggressive because I’m thinking of myself as a trans boy, recognizing that a male identity means I could possibly be an object of desire for A. R., as I never was in the past. And I still rejected him. And I did what I said, for years, I could have done with half a chance — kicked his ass.

Dreamed that my parents were going to give a power point presentation about my gender identity at some sort of conference.

In the presentation, my mom was contending that I was actually an addict, addicted to the idea of being transgender, and that if I went into recovery like a drug or alcohol addict, then I wouldn't want to transition anymore.

I edited the power point to include a bullet point stating that "the subject thinks this theory is a load of bullshit."

I guess working in rehab is rubbing off on my unconscious mind.

I dreamed that, even though I'm not on testosterone, I grew facial hair along my cheeks and jaw. I was going to visit family and I'm not out to them, so my mother insisted that I shave. Even after I shaved, there was dense, white blonde hair along my sideburns, like the feathers of a baby chick.

Dreamed that I was on a road trip with some friends. The car was very full, so I had to sit crouched on the shoulder of the passenger seat. The person seated in the passenger seat looked like Benedict Cumberbatch and I think we were dating. We drove through a small southern town, and I could tell where the queer kids hung out. A bar and a hair salon and a gas station, with 80's goth queer kids hanging out in front, smoking and drinking. On one hand, I was envious that these queers knew just where to go to meet people like themselves, but on the other hand I recognized how few of them were in that small town and how isolated they must feel. We drove along a high way at night. The person shifted from looking like Benedict Cumberbatch, to looking like W., to looking like A., and then finally looking like a combination of all three of them. I told him that I wasn't good at dancing. When a song came on the radio, he pulled over on the side of the highway and left the car door open so that the music could be heard outside. On the side of the road at night, he rested his hands on the small of my back and we danced slowly. The roadtrip (and the dream) ended with us sitting in a forest clearing, dressed in togas, watching a production of "A Midsummer Night's Dream."

Dreamed that my eyeballs fell out. I poured some contact solution on them and popped them back in.

Dreamed that there was a really creepy monkey outside my house, so I had to bring the cats in. The monkey was yellow, had big hollow eyes, and a big smile filled with sharp teeth. It's nipples were swollen and distended as if it had been nursing recently.

Dreamed that my cat, Winnie, had kittens. I knew that cow milk actually wasn't good for kittens, so I was frantically searching the Internet to figure out what to feed them. Dreamed that I was downloading the music of a band called "Intervesante." The band's lead singers were a set of Jewish-Jamaican teenage twin girls. I really wish that band existed in real life.

A friend texted this to me "In my dream last night you were in this enormous cardboard Halloween costume that made you look like a section of wall cut out of a retail store. You rolled around while children picked items off your outfit." What a good dream about me.

Dreamed that my maternal grandfather (who is dead) took me to the doctor to get a prescription for testosterone. My doctor was John Oliver and he told me I looked like my father. He gave me a cosmetics set in a dusty rose colored box that had gold lettering that read "Sylvia Plath."

Dreamed that I was staying at a hotel that was similar to our apartment building in manhattan — old and funky. For some reason, Benedict Cumberbatch was staying in the hotel too.

I stepped out of my room to go have a cigarette. I was wearing my red long johns. I ran into Cumberbatch in the hall. He was also wearing red long johns. I congratulated him on his excellent fashion choices and he gave me a very nice hug.

Dreamed that a soldier killed Caesar in a desert, with a single blow of a sword to the neck. Even though they were Romans, they were both dressed in medieval armor that was completely golden. The soldier went back to Rome, came out as a transgender woman and then proceeded to rule Rome better than Caesar ever had.

Horrible dream. Dreamed that a woman's body was pulled out of freezing cold water, wrapped in chains, lifted out by a crane. Her skin was grey-blue and water sluiced out of her yellow hair. Suddenly, her body began to jerk and spasm -- she was still alive. The crane dunked her back into the freezing water. The chains shook as she struggled under the water. But they went still eventually. Dreamed that I had started a relationship with a man that I met online. We were texting eachother. It started out flirty and kinky but it got darker and scarier until he was threatening and abusing me. Someone tells me that I should have known better. Dreamed that a fox was napping on a turbine on the roof. The turbine spun around slowly, revealing the fox. It blinked sleepily before getting up and walking across the roof. Dreamed that I had long, fine, bright yellow hair with red-pink ends. My hair was pulled into pigtails with elastic bands that had big red plastic balls on them. I looked like an anime magical girl.

revisiting dreams/a dream idea

okay for context. sometimes i have a dream or a series of dreams in the past that i wake up without the memory of (not useful but it happens a lot given that i barely remember any dreams). anyway so, the plus side of this means that i can 'revisit' dreams that i don't completely remember having but will regain the memories of all the past dreams during the 'revisit'. The downside of the revisits is that i don't ever (as far as i know) ever get to return to that universe ever again.

last night's one has been the first in a couple of months (if anyone's interested i can talk about it later or maybe i willl anyway). the summary is kind of hard to describe because it's like a murder mystery except there's no murder and it's more of an arg hunt type thing. Think Cicada 3301, leaving their qr codes across countries in the 2010s. But the thing with this is that it's linked to this one website for the town/towns which is run by a group of kids, who everyone thinks is behind all this shit. for some reason, i know they aren't.

anyway, i was only back for part of my dream last night/ this morning and it was sort of like i was in the future of that dream, which is what also happened last time. and in the time in between the original and the revisit the 'clues' had either stopped turning up or people had chosen to ignore them.

the premise of these clues changes quite a bit, there's supposed to be a specific way to find them and they're in different places. sometimes it's a book code, sometimes its as easy as reading letters and putting them in the right order and sometimes they're really difficult to solve. At least a few of them have some disturbing words nearby in,,, like fridge magnet letter but if they stuck to walls. like the big clunky fridge magnets. maybe i'll find a pic later. last night's one was slaughter. don't know what that was about and don't want to know.

another general point that an area is part of a clue is that it will have a little spray paint or doodle of a specific animal. don't know if it was the same in the original but this one was a green owl. think duolingo green and i can't really remember the owl but it wasn't cartoony, it was really subtle.

i had to wake up before anything really happened but i solved that clue and it opened up something else/revealed some items or something (kind of video game style). i got a walkie talkie and some other things that i can't remember but were like survival type things maybe (a torch, etc.).

the follow up move was going to be using the walkie talkie to talk to the person(?) behind the entire thing(?) to find the next clue to go to and solve. (this one was in an alley way for some reason)

i think the reason i was doing it was to find out who was truly behind as i somehow knew it wasn't the kids (my friends?) behind the website, which was an orange and green coloured, tourist-style website.

the only real reason i'm telling you is because i know i won't return and i want to remember.

TL;DR: some sort of irl arg mystery following someone finding clues in random areas signified by a duolingo-green owl mark that has links to a website, made by kids who have nothing to do with it.

Had a dream I saw blog on tumblr with "irradiated blogs DNI" in the description and when I looked through their posts I discovered there were some blogs with "uranium code" in their css that would expose you to literal radiation if you looked at them.

Weird Dreams, Pt 4

1.

I was living it large at the beach (In Roblox? But also irl??) and i sorta had a girlfriend who was a moviestar and we kinda banged on the beach.... Then we banged at her beach house.... Yeah

2.

Zombie/The Walking Dead dream??

First i was in the woods fighting off zombies wih my team, then it wasn't just zombies but hella other bs too, so we got pushed back into this cave/sunken building place. I had to go back out to grab some Macguffin but i also needed to watch out for the extra bs that started chasing me back to the building.

I barely made to to shut the door, unfortunately one of my team mates who happened to be out with me didn't make it- torn to peices behind the window of the door.

The scenery sorta changed but not the vibes. Zombies poppped up inside the building so we halled off a section for ourselves and i went home(?, i was home before all this happened maybe, but i dont remember). My family needed to get out of our neighborhood and into a shelter quickly so we packed up the car and went to go pick up my younger siblings from the mall.

It was hell in there.

Mom got the 2 youngest kids and so i went to go find my other sister and some nail polish for some reason. I kept getting lost because the place was basically a parkour center with terrible red, single elevators clumped in groups of four. I kept going up and down trying to find my sister and also round up kids that were stuck- but those other kids were also better at leaving then me. Then i found out that my sister left. So i hopped in the car and we drove away from that godforsaken mall/horrible Target obby place.

Fast forward im stuck in zombie land as a fighter? At night it got really scary (I actually thought this shit was real lmao) and i was doing my best to fend off the zombies from our part of the building (it was a school). One of the zombies turned into a weird pale demon thing that was super fast and I nearly died trying to get away.

So many zombies outside- stupid people not knowing how to be quiet and close their doors so they didn't get killed.

Screaming. Chaos. Commotion and confusion.

I went outside to help someone and i had to hid in under a manhole and in a truck. Bolted back to our building thing (we were in the middle of a city). I got holed up in a sorta bunker thing with some other soldiers and we held down the fort from some zombie's tryna pop out from underneath us (i was horrible at my job but with really good aim).

At some point we tried to explore the school and we needed to hide from and fight off monsters while collecting supplies.

Our bunker got switched to a room with stairs/catwalks and it also lead downstairs to a sewer system with that one fast and pale zombie from earlier (btw it was a cross between a lizard, alligator and a hairless dog).

Some dude and his gf didn't want to listen and nearly led themselves to he brink of death because they kept touching sh!t and inviting people into the bunker that protected them (it was like a buffer between safe and unsafe).

After getting them out, the fast zombie came back and tormented us. My chemistry teacher 😭 was really adamant about me and my friend getting our education even during the apocalypse so she helped by directing me to kill the fast zombie. I nearly got my friend killed (she was healing her cat while crocheting) and most likely scarred her for life (in dream) but everything was fine.

The night was over. All of that was one night 🙂↕️

During the morning when things calmed down, it was okay enough to leave the bunker for a bit. My chem teacher led us upstairs and i got soooo much praise.

Then i left out of the main doors and woke up.

3.

....Last Night, April 11, 2025

I had a dream that my sister died.

It was the same dream in which one of my friends was gonna get married.

We were at a weird jungle gym thing that reached from.the ground all the way into the sky.

I knew she was gonna die when i first started dreaming.

Mom had poisoned her or something snd left her to dry out on this one slide thing. It was too high up for us to reach but she was up there. My other friend got married and we went 3 days not knowing where my sister was.

I finally looked up.

Her body browm and dried, you could see her silhouette through the plastic of the slide. I don't remember exactly why mom killed her.

She was tired and angry and i guess jealous(?) of her all the same. That dream ended with mom going insane and me running away.

The next had to do with surviving robots that looked like transformers trying to blast me with lasers i think.

I dont remember anything after that much.

Weird Dreams, Pt 1

All of these proceeding dreams are recurring- I don't remember when they happened

2 men have asked me(??) to be their wife in my dreams

(they believed i was their wife )

Lucas 😭💕

-blonde hair,

-sunken face,

-putple and white letterman jacket, runaway

-The L to (Patrick/Peter's) Light Yagami

(Only if L was a pushover)

- quiet, pensive, usually goes along with Patrick

- soft lips (??)

- held his head in his hands and cried when i took another bus to go home (we'd only known each other for a few hours)

- very easy to talk to, asked me good questions

- made my heart hurt with his vibes and smile

- it was craking dawn while we rode the bus, lights on

- i kept worrying about my siblings and why i was running away which made him sad (😭)

- looked beautiful in twilight (darkness with ambient bus light) and at dawn

- sat hella close to me (broad shoulders)

- literally everything to me (apparently)

(ngl Lucas in my dream is EERILY similar to a dude named Lucas who goes to my school (💀)- the irl Lucas is an asshole and transphobic so idk HOW he got into my dream but that's NOT!!!) who I'm thinking about)

Patrick

-Brown hair, squareish face,

-brown jacket and white shirt

-Alert

-loud enough,

-master planner,

-also a runnaway

-Wasn't too happy when i left (seemed distraught but didn't do anything)

- also talked a lot to me (there were no grown ups in sight except for the bus driver)

- midday was where he shined

- nervously happy puppy dog

- zoned out a couple of times

They didn't sit with each other

And i liked them both?

(I love lucas, I cried in my dream for him)

Bouta go to sleep but I need to yap about the dream I had last night.

PICTURE THIS- you're me, waking up fully clothed at he ass crack of dawn but somehow also a bright morning.

You're ready to go to school, walk to the bus stop (not even 4 houses away) and stand at the stop sign

(you start having conversations with the people at the bus stop BUT OH NO)

you're conversation stops- you glance down the road anticipating the worst...

A red trolly- I sign of bad omens, is making its way down the road. It's taking it's sweet time but still going at a pace that makes you want to get outa there

You all start panicking and thinking about places to hide

(this is a 'mock nightmare', it's one of those dreams that feel scary enough to make you feel hella uneasy but not enough to be dreadful)

You talk with one of the girls (who is low-key a baddie) and she says go to Ms. (Neighbor)'s house and hide in-between the bushes and the porch railing, so you do

The Red Trolly rolls up

(btw there aren't even trolly lines in your city, that's how scuffed this bs is)

You try to duck down as low as you can, BUT, because you're in a dream, you're body doesn't do exactly as you ask. so you remain the tiniest bit visible

This is your doom. The aura emminating from the Trolly is heavy and frightening. The feeling of despair washes over you as you watch the trolly conductor step out and stare you down.

He says something about how he's "Going to get you this time!", and you run into the neighbor's house.

He's already inside and at the door, you sorta run sorta evade around the house. Heart beating out of your chest, blood flow pumping to you ass of all places.

He catches up to you. His face is one of determination and irritability. (What I saw) He has sort of a tired dad look mixed with an angry police officer vibe. His brown hair combed back, barely noticable stumble and frowned lips make his appearance even more indignant than it is.

He's all up in your space. You can't take it anymore. He's grabbing you, trying to get you outside so you can go into the Trolly. You don't want to so your next course of action?

'Seduce him.'

Yeah.

That's actually I heard at that exact moment. We're gonna seduce this mf

You start trying to coo at him and quell his irritable self, he calms a bit, hearing you out as you start glazing on him and his assumed achievements more than a Lebron James fan glazes their idol when they watch a Lakers™ game.

He starts going with it, getting comfy. You're both really feeling whatever this chemistry is. The door is still open but no one dares go near the house with the Red Trolly in the vicinity. The room you are grinding on him in is near empty.

He has his hands on your waist, maneuvering you both around the room while your actually dey humping and making our with each other

(yeah this turned into a wet dream reeeaaal quick 💀💀 no joke)

You push him off, sabotaging your pleasure, and he starts mumbling about needing to go anyways...

He makes quick work out the door, driving the Trolly away. As soon as he and the red vehicle are gone, the Aura of Death™ goes along with them.

The end.

Btw this is one of my RECURRING DREAMS, had this one in 4/5th grade I believe ☝️😎(😭🙏)