Sunday, May 12, 2024
20240511 [nsfw warning] i was with a small company of men who were robbing a small tribe of people. When the chief of this indigenous tribe was brought to our leader, he demanded he show him his wife. Beside the leader was an elaborately dressed woman with dark skin in flowly light blue robes and golden jewellery. Somehow our leader knew this was not his true wife, but a concubine. Another woman, with darker skin wore only gold bangles on her arms and legs, was brought to our leader. Somehow my company knew she was his true wife. She cried in protest as the men laid her on a table, and screamed in terror as my leader began to pull down the front of his pants. To my horror and disbelief, he raped her in front of everyone.
Labels: theme: adult themes, weather: sunny
Thursday, December 13, 2018
I had two dreams.
In the first dream, I woke up, feeling something from my nose begin to drip. I pushed away from my pillow, running a hand across my nose to see blood. A drop fell on my pillow. (I woke up startled, but I didn't have a nosebleed).
In the second dream, I was naked. I was hurt. I was too weak to fight back.
I was being raped, and I was numb.
I don't know who it was.
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
The lights were off in the small, dark hotel room Talon (from League of Legends) and I silently waited in. The wind rattled the window blinds that filtered the moon's light onto the carpeted floor. We were waiting for some kind of instruction, or maybe a target, because he waited beside the open window, out of the moon's reach, and staring into the darkness. I vaguely remember lying on the bed with a maroon blanket, and another time where I tried to pull his hood down, but he pushed me away in annoyance.
*****
I was lazing on a lawn chair on the balcony of our apartment that looked much like my childhood apartment of 9L. Wearing sunglasses, a white t-shirt and short-shorts I made from a pair of my husband's shredded, old jeans, I enjoyed the morning sunshine, reading "Crossed" by Ally Condie. Once in a while, I'd look around, taking in the suburban view when I noticed a man in his 20s sitting in his balcony from an apartment across our own. Sitting beside a woman around his age, he was eyeing me, a big grin curving his mouth. We made eye contact, so I waved to him, and he cocked an eyebrow arrogantly. As soon as his female friend handed him something that looked much like binoculars, I realized I was lying about with my knees bent and my legs wide open. I knew these homemade shorts revealed my underwear, but I didn't realize I would sit down in that particular position (it's a regular position I fall into). I quickly went inside, embarrassed, bumping into the black sofa in our living room.
*****
Perhaps this part was another dream. Inside my apartment, there were clothes hanging on racks, as if it were a store. I thought about trying some of them sometime, as made a bee line to the washroom, which became a public one with grey stalls. Someone knocked on my stall door, and the voice of an old lady told me to hurry in a rude manner because they were closing. Offended, I thought about cancelling their contract of using my home as their store, but I figured it wouldn't be a good idea, because they contributed to the rent, significantly making ours much, much cheaper. When I was finished, I walked out of the washroom, and the store was run by a handful of old, wrinkly, grey-haired ladies, who pushed me out the door before I could tell them, "I live here!". Regardless, I was dressed in a long, navy, wool coat, and my beautiful taupe boots, that I walked out into a hallway, ready to go out into the winter cold.
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Shortbread and I went to a new high school. We had different classes and lunch periods, and the people we got along with were different too. My first class was an art class, where I've met a girl and she invited me to eat lunch with her friends. I refused because I promised I'd eat with Shortbread. In art, my teacher was kind, and tried to inspire me. We sat in a stairwell even though she had a classroom and asked if I wanted to borrow a book from her. I declined since it was during lunch. When lunch came, I went looking for Shortbread and found her in an English class, writing an essay in the hallway. I talked to her a little before a boy came to me, asking for help. He has porcelain skin and auburn hair, and he led me to the english teacher's classroom during an ongoing class. Something told me he was strange, but I followed him. He led me through a door in the back of class which led to an empty classroom. With the teacher following behind, the boy closed the door behind us. I can't remember what he did, but I felt threatened and insulted. The teacher handed him a piece of cardstock, and told him to go to the office. The teacher told me he did this often, maybe unaware of his actions. Then I wentto find Shortbread. I met Shortbread at the end of the hallway, and we went for lunch in the park, where there was a picnic table. Later on at night, we were invited to a girl's house for dinner. We sat in their parking lot, double checking the address when a car pulled up in front of the house, blaring music and laughter. Out came a noisy group of her friends. We weren't the only ones she invited.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
I went out of the county with Cookie and we visited his mom in her new permanent home.
In my second dream, there was an event in my city. My dis (? my iPod touch auto-corrected this) didn't want to go I wanted to. I got sick some point and wanted to toss my food out, but I spent most of my time talking pictures.
In the next dream I was with Wafer and Shortbread and we ate at a restaurant until we couldn't eat anymore.
In my last dream, I was held prisoner in a vehicle of some sort that crashed into a tree in a forest where all trees were in the shape of a mascara brush. A few dignitaries and I were held hostage by a two dangerous (and crazy) criminals who would debate between each other which dignitary should jump into the hole in the middle of the vehicle. It was a void and no one knew where it led, not even the criminals knew. I sat in the copilot's seat fearing I'd be next to jump when I looked out my window and saw another tree dragging closer to us. Next I knew, I was on that moving tree, as I was the rescuer for the hostages. At first I steered the tree a bit farther to another tree which had a few injured victims and quietly, to avoid my act being caught by the criminals, I carried one-by-one each injured being onto my tree, but the female criminal saw me and I had to be hasty. I steered the tree to the captured dignitaries, somehow got them all in my tree and we speedily drove (or flew) to a castle at the end of the rainbow. Turns out, I was the princess of that castle and this random queen came out and hugged me. She then introduced me to my fiancé, whom I never met, and we got married a few hours later. The queen came to our room at night and tried educating us in making babies.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
As Shortbread and I went for a walk through the sunny streets of a busy city, somehow I've gotten hold of two letters folded together and from a friend from anime club. The letters were about how Wafer had told him that I was (in the same terminology) a "whore", and he could not be my friend anymore for this reason. I was confused; why was this happening? Why would Wafer call me a whore, and why would my friend cut himself completely away from me without confronting me first for whether this was real or not?
Friday, October 28, 2011
I went to school with Shortbread. We had a class together, and our teacher was Manello. We sat in the second row and had a Christmas tree with us. Halfway into his class, we got thirsty so we went to the bathroom together, but before we left, I heard the professor say the water isn't safe to drink. It wasn't a school washroom, and ended up to be his or his grandma's house washroom. We turned on the shower, which was not in a tub but sprayed on the bathroom floor itself. The water was clear except for some tints of orange or yellow, so we decided not to drink and went back to class. When class ended, Shortbread left early to catch the bus, I wanted to go to an after school club.
I went to a room as large as the gym. There was a man in there who was showing off his ability to summon and control fire, like what Kyo Kusanagi and K' can do in The King of Fighters. I tried to summon fire, to see if I was lucky enough to be born with it, but I wasn't. The man in the room was showing his skills of summoning and he gathered a small crowd. For one, he asked everyone to step back a significant amount for safety, but as soon as he turned his back, three or so people ran back closer to him. My sister was one of them. When they were asked to stay back a second time, I held onto her so she wouldn't run into get grilled. When it was over, I gathered my bag to leave, but this girl started talking to me. I told her I had to catch the school bus home and she looked and treated me like I was a jerk. I ran to the back of the building looking for the yellow buses, but they weren't there. Being away from my high school for so long, I've forgotten they canceled the bus services. I kept walking and found one school bus and hopped on it. I asked where are the others, and a girl told me there weren't any except the transit bus. This bus was with students ready to go to a sports tournament. I rode with them until I recognized the main streets and asked the bus driver to drop me off here. She did, and I was left by myself with my terrible sense of direction. I chose a direction and walked.
As I walked through a bazaar/market-like place, I decided I was in the part of town labelled Little India. The street vendors sold food as they cooked them, and I saw a pancake-like thing I wanted to try, but I kept going to find the bus. The buildings were skyscraper-high, though it was cloudy so the sun couldn't reflect off them. They were old buildings. I noticed a cute stranger behind me. He was young and brooding with short, brown hair and beautiful eyes and nose. He looked a lot like the new Dante in the new DmC (Devil May Cry 5) game trailer. He was stalking me as I turned corners and when I started to run, he did as well. I turned to him and jumbled my words as I tried asking for the time (hoping direct acknowledgement of his existence would stop him) but he acted like he didn't hear a thing. He grabbed my arms and pushed me to the ground, while he laid his full weight on top of me. I heard another man's yell and he looked up distracted. I took this time to kick him off and make a break for it as the source of the yell tackled him to the ground. I ran as I heard the new guy yell my two-syllable name (my real name has three), as if he didn't want me to go. I ignored him and ran in fear.
Back in the main vibe of the city, I tried the opposite direction, though it looked a lot like Waterloo. When I reached a major intersection, I heard that voice again. He yelled for me to wait, but I didn't know him. Regardless, my instinct told me there was danger. The sky was dimming as I ran through one end of a bar and out the backdoor. I ran into a small variety store, where I stood in one of the bathroom stalls and locked the door. There was a girl in the washroom, cleaning it. She had orange, shoulder-length hair and she was absorbed in her own world to know I ran in. I heard footsteps followed by my name. The door opened and the girl was startled to see the man; he pushed her aside. He called my name, waiting if I'd respond and deciding whether I was in here. I looked at my black sneakers, thinking whether I should step on the seat and hide my feet, but then I noticed the stall door didn't lock properly. I reached for it, trying silently to hold the door to keep it from swinging out while I tried to fit the bolt into the hole. The room was silent as I struggled with this detail, only to find he pulled the door wide open and grabbed me from the stall. He was bigger than he looked from afar. Not as much scrawny, but athletic, though he was still a smaller build than the Dante-look-alike. He was a light-haired man and his hair was longer and layered, much like Yosuke Hanamura's from the Shin Megami Tensei Persona 4 game. Still gripping me tightly, he turned me around. I was sure he was going to rape me. I didn't understand why something like this would happen.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Wafer picked me up in a van and she told me she had to do some things at work before we were on our way. She drove up to a coworker's house, which was old and had a big, bright green yard. Her coworker was a man who climbed into her backseat eating a plate of something. He also had a toddler son who wanted to join us.
I was on a version of Doctor Who, or something similar. I boarded a pirate ship, though it was much more classier in appearance. Rose was there with me. The captain was a woman, and the crew were people who could have came out of fighting games, particularly from The King of Fighters, but no one looked like the characters from there. I was there with a bag of books, but it was Treasure Island split into many volumes. There was conflict between the crew mates, some wondering why the captain assembled this crew together knowing the crew wouldn't get along. The ship was small and it flew so there was little chance for anyone to escape. We landed on a dark and cold island, making camp inside the old ruins of something once magnificent. Before we rested for the night, the crew bickered and one stomped away to clear his head. He travelled deep into the ruins with growing fears as he got farther away from the ship until he was eaten. All that remained of him was a pile of dust. The next day, the crew were all talking about their missing crew member; one talked to the captain who said we have to leave him and we had no time to look for him. I watched as all crew members talked about this before going back to reading one of the books on Treasure Island. Rose, being a stowaway caught earlier, stood beside the captain. She was worried for the missing man, asking the captain if we could look for him, but we left the ruins and were back in the skies. That night, we landed on a beautiful island, with two smaller islands inside it. The captain and Rose were on the two islands, unknowing the other was near. They sang the same song of lost love simultaneously and harmoniously. Near the end of the song, two men snuck up to their islands, but they weren't strangers- they were the loves they were singing about. Rose had the Doctor (ten) from Doctor Who and the captain had Garland from Beyblade. They slept by their lovers. When morning came, I looked for Rose, but instead I found a note. She left the ship and crew because she became pregnant with the Doctor's baby.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
In my dream... I ran into someone I hate. I don't remember a whole lot of what happened, but what I remember was him, being from behind, touching and hugging me in violating areas. There was one grasp I remember vividly: he had an arm under my breasts and was squeezing me hard; it hurt. I knew I was about to be raped.
Labels: emotion: fear, emotion: pain, theme: adult themes
Sunday, November 9, 2008
I was with a group: 3 guys, and 2 girls including me. We were a little different from the normal human with higher fighting skills. One of them, let's call Rauden, attacked one of the other guys over something similar to betrayal or disagreement. He killed him, I think, and I was there to witness his act. We were on the roof when he attacked, but the roof ended up collapsing and we fell on the bedroom under it. When Rauden saw me, he tackled me and we bounced off the bed the fell to the ground beside it. He held me down, binding my hands above my head with his hand. He had a deviously attractive smile, which, when he leaned close to me and brushed my hair off my face, I couldn't help but blush. He knew I found him attractive, and I knew I was about to be raped.
I had another dream after being awoken. My mom and dad and I went to pick up my sister at her school. My mom and I found her sitting inside the campus in front of a gate. She introduced us to her friend Barbara. I can't remember what happened during this time. I was walking around in a campsite-like place, and the speakers started playing a song that I recognized as a song from Sailor Moon. I saw my cousin prancing towards a place filled with portapacks, singing the song. I followed her and sang along until we reached the portapack that our brother and sisters were in. I knocked on the window and yelled that Sailor Moon was playing.
I had another dream after being awoken. My mom and dad and I went to pick up my sister at her school. My mom and I found her sitting inside the campus in front of a gate. She introduced us to her friend Barbara. I can't remember what happened during this time. I was walking around in a campsite-like place, and the speakers started playing a song that I recognized as a song from Sailor Moon. I saw my cousin prancing towards a place filled with portapacks, singing the song. I followed her and sang along until we reached the portapack that our brother and sisters were in. I knocked on the window and yelled that Sailor Moon was playing.
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