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No. 87

Subject says it all!

I had a strange one recently, though most of my dreams aren't at all based in common reality, this one stood out not only because it felt like I was in a situation that could happen (in non-dream standards, mind you), but I was also me at an age of I think around 12-13. It also featured my little sister, around the age of 7 or 8 (her current age).

Basically what happens is that our mother who I can only assume is the last surviving of her family dies, and we were left to go live with our older adoptive sister. This is all assumed, as in this is kind of the context I was feeling while in the dream, why things were happening, why I was there. Our older adoptive sister was an anthropomorphic possum though she didn't dress the same way I believe it was based on the main character from a webcomic called 'habits' or 'clementine' as some call it on vice because she was basically homeless. We walked around a downtown area of a medium sized city as she would drink alcohol and flip off cars that passed us by, edging us on to do so with her. I would, but my little sister wouldn't. Then she bought us slushies, poured alcohol into mine and I got drunk with her while my little sister just drank a normal slushy, after that I woke up.

I liked it, felt like I was having fun in the dream in the innocent way a kid at that age would despite the shitty situation.

No.88

>>87
This made me smile OP.

The whole premise of it is absurd of course, but I can see this being a heartwarming adventure in dreamland, where you have no perception of what is likely real

Most of my dreams are ludicrous in premise but I have yet to be taken care of by an alcoholic furry sister

No.134

OP again

last night I had a dream where I was walking through a department store kind of like walmart, where nothing but different mechanical keyboards were being sold. I became increasingly annoyed because none of them were the old IBM Model M's, and that is what I wanted. The ones that looked them upon first glance always turned out to be cheap chinese knock-offs. I played with a couple thinking maybe I should just settle with another, then woke up.

No.136

Had a shorter dream last night.

Involved this weird industrial culinary academy or something though I don't think I was there to learn how to cook, maybe I worked there I dunno. I was walking around outside smoking when I see an asian friend of mine from high school waving at me from his dorm room window, which happened to be right by the kitchen/cafeteria. I went inside to find his dorm, and woke up!

No.145

I like this thread. I have a bunch of dreams on my phone and my computer but I worry that they'll be difficult to understand because I write them down as soon as I wake up, making them kind of dreamy (lol) but not in a good way.

No.151

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No.154

>>151
>the clitoris becomes like a fucking elephant trunk

Damn in my all years of rule 34 i dont think i have come across a wonder like that

It sounds like you are seeing the future not dreaming

No.155

>>154
Oh, dude, I have, it's an entire fetish.
Mind, I can't actually /link/ you any on this board, but.

No.156

>>155
Well, what is such a thing called so a gentleman like myself can view these images?

What a time to be alive

No.157

No dreams that I can remember from last night, hopefully I will have more luck tomorrow morning!

No.160

I recently saw that straight outta compton movie

i had a dream that i was in nwa and hung out and performed with them.

it was really cool, it was super long.

i had the perception of being really tall, like 8 feet tall. No one seemed to notice though

No.162

Last night, I had my first nightmare in a long time.

I was a journalist who ended up as a conscript of sorts with a terrorist force. I'd been sent with a scout party to watch a small city that the group wanted. I was still documenting my experience, of course, but I brought along a scoped Mosin-Nagant I'd looted for my own protection.

We were in the desert for a while, sitting on rags and watching the city for any activity. Suddenly, I spotted a man leaving the city through my scope. He was carrying a lot of equipment, and as he turned and went behind a sand dune, we started to hear him sing about how much he loved his girlfriend. "He knows what he is doing," one of my acquaintances muttered grimly. I watched him through that scope for a while, his stuff poking over the dune. The others readied their weapons next to me.

After a short while, I aimed where I knew he would come out. Sure enough, he emerged there, but he left his things behind. As he walked towards us, a smile on his face, my group fired one shot each at him. I quickly followed suit – what else could I do? My shot hit him in the shoulder, and the others were various body shots. He twitched in the gunfire, but he laughed it off. "Silly," he called out to us while I rechambered, "my girlfriend doesn't live there!" I felt as though some other force guided my crosshair to his head, and I pulled the trigger.

No.163

>>162
His bright smile widened, his eyes bulged and split slightly, and a red hole appeared between them. He fell to the ground dead. All I could feel was guilt. Rechambering once more, it occurred to me that the man's girlfriend was in his head.

I woke up soon after, still feeling guilty about the shooting. It was all so vivid. I was afraid for a while that the man I killed was going to appear around the next corner I walked around, smiling and laughing at me. I was so scared of seeing him again that I wouldn't let myself fall back asleep.

No.166

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I had a dream that I was somewhere in Europe with a girl that I only remember by some kind of hat she had on. It wasn't modern Europe but sort of a mix of Victorian England and 1930's France. I couldn't hear any sound other than my own thoughts and I seemed to be really focused on the hat. Nothing exciting happened in the dream either, it was pretty comfy.

No.180

well, I know I dreamed and I even remembered it this morning, but I had to get up immediately and go eat then go to class because of how late I woke up, and now I don't remember a single detail!

No.183

Couldn't remember what I dreamed during the night, but after the morning classes today I had a real bad fever and decided to take a nap, and what a nap it was! The dream was very VERY vivid, and was also very long for the short amount of time I was asleep (only about an hour).

No.184

So, it starts off with me coming into the dorms after my morning classes, and taking a nap, and when I wake up there is this giant projection screen TV in the room playing an episode of spongebob that was real unnerving though not unlike a lot of the newer episodes. This spongebob was just a giant sponge creature where the legs consisted of segmented parts of sponge kind of allowing it to crawl into the screen with his normal giant smile, causing the other characters to be freaked out and run while he chased them off screen laughing. I turn off the TV because this was freaking me out as well, and get up to leave when I noticed that this is not my dorm room! Then the actual person who lives in there walked in, and I said I'll only be a moment I gotta grab my things, I do and go back to my dorm which when walked into resembled an apartment where my mom and grandfather and little sister were sitting around watching a show on a smaller tv. I sit down to watch, and once again am unnerved by what is on though this time it is a show I've never seen before. It shows this black man jumping off of a crane, and catching himself on a bridge by biting the edge, and remaining perfectly flush with the ground of the bridge. He then bends his body upwards and swings it into the support structure of the bridge with immense force, destroying it and causing the bridge to topple onto him. He gets up unscathed from the rubble, as different copies of himself also do so and begin walking towards a city, I turn off the tv, turn to give my family a look of 'what the fuck was that?' and wake up.

No.187

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So I was planning on staying up late tonight (I have been checking out at like 8pm on weeknights), but I layed down for a minute and had the strangest lucid dream

It was me, in a peter piper pizza, but it was not me, because I was around 7 years old. i was standing by the soda fountain. All the hoses were connecting to one drink that had a label that said "Suicide"

I went to walk over to my mom and my (now very young) little sisters at that table then i snapped back in to reality and now i've had a headache for the past half hour

No.191

Had a very intense dream last night!

I was at a friend's house that I've been wanting to see for a good while, and it was like a zoo! There were so many people, almost too many, not just my friend's family but his extended family, his friends, what seemed like maybe their extended family, it was crazy but it was also a happy atmosphere. My friend and his friends said that they were going to go do something and wanted me to just hang out at the house, so I do that and watch some show on the TV that I've never seen before. I think it was an animation or something regarding talking cats but other than that basic information I don't remember what it looked like or what even happened. My friend and his friends basically came back with instruments in their hand and sat down behind me to watch the show, then everyone there started going back into other rooms to go to bed, but there was no room for me there so my friend took me out back to this barn looking place, and this is where it starts to get very weird. For one, I was a little offended that all those fucking people were able to go back to some room and sleep while I had to go back to the fucking barn, but that wasn't a main concern for me, what concerned me was that once I was in the barn all the windows had a sort of white light coming through them in the middle of the night. My friend started getting aggravated with me asking me why I was even here and I was a bit confused about that, then he points his fingers at me, and his two index fingers extended out from his hand and went into my rib cage, which pulled me real close to his face. He started yelling at me about doing things for myself and making my own friends and other gay shit like that which didn't end up scaring me so much as just offending me even more, so I hawkedd a nasty loogie into my mouth and spat that shit all over his face, causing him to drop me. After that I knocked his teeth into his throat with my left fist (even though I am right handed) which caused him to de-materialize. Then I woke up!

No.192

>>191
As a side note I went back to sleep and had a dream which was just as long but I don't remember any of it save for a scene where I was crawling through this park at night hunting for these big lizards, staying still so that they would come out from underneath the trees.

No.194

Had a few this time around, though I only remember two of them.

The first dream involved a few of my friends and I on this barge kind of ship when it was storming, but we were standing on the edge by the railing of the ship (it wasn't very safe), but we were having a ton of fun. A fatter friend of mine was giving it a little too much force, causing the ship to almost capsize so we started giving him shit for it (and for his weight), and continued doing the same thing we were doing before, rocking back and forth on the edge of the ship. After a minute or so more of this the ship finally did capsize, well more than that it actually spun quite a few times before finally landing in the water upside down. Then the dream cuts to only one of the friends that were there being with me at this tropical shoreline with super clear, shallow water and this waterway that lead inland in between these two small cliff faces (only about 40 feet high). We stood on the rocky shore for a moment before hearing some people come, and rather than go to them for help we dove into the water way and swam underneath for a while. Soon after doing that my vision zooms out from the first person view of my sight in the dream, and then I'm watching everything happen from the screen of a laptop. This is where things fall apart, I start to see a bunch of fat people on tubes riding down the water way, then the screen changes to some weird pornographic stuff with people wearing masks made from the same material as the tubes, which caused me to turn it off. Then I'm actually in the same place of the pornography and because these people are weirding me out too much I start kicking at them (I am not naked myself) then I wake up.

The second dream involved hanging out with my grandmother who doesn't speak any english though in the dream she did just fine, we were at this market walking around, then we were at her house and she was trying to get this gamecube 'hacked' with a younger friend of hers by trying out different video games as exploits for it which was strange because she's fucking old and doesn't play video games, and she was acting all elitist about shit so I just got annoyed, walked out to this outside gazebo area that overlooks this pretty valley that had temples n shit where a computer was set up, took my pants off and started browsing the web, then I woke up.

eh.

No.195

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I had an honest-to-god Bane dream. I'm not just shitposting here, I mean it.

It didn't start as a Bane dream. I was in my room holding a little tablet. It was playing the original Mobile Suit Gundam. The very first episode where Zeon is attacking the colony where Amuro lives. Somehow, I was there too. I saw the air rushing out through the hole punched in the colony by Zeon forces. It scared the Hell out of me. The perspective flipped between me rushing to escape to White Base and watching the events unfold on the tablet. I could see the RX-78 and Zakus running around from both perspectives. I put the tablet down and Christian Bale, or at least someone who looked like him, was in my room. He was terminator-like cyborg. His left arm was bloody and damaged. It appeared on of the hydraulic piston was malfunctioning. He was talking to someone I couldn't see. He insulted this unseen man for not knowing how to fix his arm. Of course, I was the one to fix it, namely by shoving the piston back into alignment with the rest of the arm. I left my room and I was in a wooden submarine propelled by oars. All the men pushing the oars looked people i used to know dressed as Bane. I even recognized a couple voices. One of them was just an acquaintance. Another was someone who used to pick on me as a kid but became a friend by high school. I head them saying something along the lines of "Go for it!" and as I walked down the decks of the ship, I too became a big guy. I was muscular and had Bane's outfit on, save for one thing: The mask. I picked up a quarter, put it in my pocket, and the mask appeared in my hand. On the lowest deck of the ship lay Bill Wilson. He was lying with his up in the air. I put on the mask, sauntered over, and woke up with an erection.

No.200

>>195
> became a friend by high school
uh, you don't get to bring friends

No.201

>>194
I have often had dreams about older relatives or people I know acting out of place and young.

I recently had a dream that all of the sites we managed at work were down, and my elderly neighbor who never owned a computer was front and center bringing the sites back up. He was looking at my code and calling it shit.

No.202

>>200
Do you feel in charge?

No.204

Two dreams last night!

The first involved me walking around this abandoned building being followed by this ghost qt in what looked like an old fashioned night gown. Eventually I hear some armed men come through the front door of the building from wherever I am at, and start trying to book it out of there with the ghost, and eventually I come to a dead end because I panicked and ended up getting lost. The armed men see me and I get shot (though I don't feel it) and I fall to the floor, where the ghost qt holds me and tells me causing a sense of warmth/calm to wash over. She whispers to say that I am sorry, I do so, and she turns into this giant beast then goes to wipe out the armed men who were after me, then I woke up!

The second was kind of annoying. I was at some house trying to get access to youtube because I found a video with the old user name of a friend of mine who I've not seen/talked to in a long time and have been trying to contact again for a while now, but every time I'll try to access the video something would fuck up causing me to have to restart the laptop, even when I tried to use my phone to do this it would fuck up and crash, and eventually I gave up.

liked the first, second can go in the trash

No.209

>>195
>and woke up with an erection.
Was getting hard part of your plan?

No.210

Last night was weird, it was because my dream was the same premise as the night before. I was working at some general concessions stand at a major league baseball game with my friend. We were the only two people working. My friend had to serve the food and I had to ward off enemy fans who were trying to destroy the stand. The females of the bunch kept trying to rip my balls off. The entire stadium was decorated in AppleBee's sponsorship. I don't know what it means, I don't follow baseball at all.

No.233

Last summer was one of the most stressful of my life so far. I would frequently have really fucked up dreams. Here are the two I remember the most.

I was in a living room I'd never seen before. It was like some old grandma house. I looked down and was holding a baby by its throat. I didn't let go… I just kept squeezing and squeezing. I felt the spine snap from the force and is head went farther to the side than it should have… it instantly became lifeless and heavy. I felt like I had to get rid of it but couldn't let go. The more and more I tried the worse I felt. I was a monster. And I knew it.

No.234

>>233
The second was that I was raping my ex. She was screaming and crying. I kept fucking her the whole time. I would shove my hand in her mouth to get her to be quiet. I fucked her so hard she couldn't scream anymore.

I'm not normaly violent or even a sexualy deprived person. That summer tho really fucked with my head. I would wake up crying not remembering why and covered in sweat. That shit was fucked up.

No.235

Had a weird one last night! Dreamed that I was visiting someone abroad and that their room and family was all fucked up, they were living in this house-sized apartment in the middle of this very industrialized city, either way my friend's room was super messy, not super dirty mind you then again I didn't look to hard to see if it was I just saw that there was shit everywhere. His family were giga-dicks, kept fucking down talking me and making me more and more pissed off to be there. I eventually decided that enough was enough and left to a hotel with the plan to stay there instead of my friend's dirty house.

No.241

I dreamed some girl was being punished by like her mom made her stand out side her door holding her slut panties up for everyone to see

there was a bunch of other weird shit. i wish i remembered it more, some maze of rooms i had to go through too.

my girlfriend bought some kind of bimbo makeup too then we sat in the car and ate ribs at the gas station car park.

No.247

>>155
Post some examples and link that sauce.

No.260

Last night I had a dream where my redneck friend across the street got absolutely shitfaced drunk and tried to break into my house and kill me with a rusty butter knife.
So that was a thing.

No.261

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This dream was pretty crazy and quite hard to explain.

I am in my garden and I see and feel an explosion from a neighbouring house. There's a large mushroom cloud and I feel the shock wave.

Then, my point of view morphs (I can only explain it with the analogy of someone moulding clay) so that, instead of being in a garden, I have just watched the explosion on TV. One minute I was there, the next I had actually never been there and was merely watching it on the news. Weird.

The news coverage wasn't really discussing the explosion, but was playing the 911 call from a little girl who lived in the house that exploded. She said: 'There's a foyre, uh, or is it a feer, or…' She couldn't pronounce the word 'fire' and the person taking the call couldn't understand her. The emergency service person starts to get bored while the girl is still pronouncing 'fire' weirdly., and so he starts swearing incoherently, sort of like a rap. He's saying things like 'bitch nigga fuck yo' to himself while the little girl is somehow still not getting through to him.

The news, after broadcasting the call, talks about how much of an outrage it is that a 911 responder would swear like that when a little girl was on the other end. Then the dream ended.

No.276

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>>261
>'bitch nigga fuck yo'
That's good stuff

No.285

Back with another dream!

This one was kind of weird and I don't remember a whole lot of it, but it was definitely a cool dream though it wasn't necessarily a good 'happy' dream.

I don't remember how or why I was at this old house (I know there was shit happening before this) but I was breaking in, and when I was inside I sneaked into the living room where the TV was on and about 3 kids were in sleeping bags watching TV. I looked at the cable box sitting on top of the TV and saw what I was there for, a basketball with a key sticking out of it (I had recently lost my key-ring in my own house, so maybe there is a connection?). The kids didn't really care about me being there and didn't make a sound as I grabbed the key/basketball and I made my way to the back door where I heard the owner of the house come storming down from the top floor. I yelled back inside 'got your ball nigga!' and flew up and away from the backyard.

Now I am flying down this long road, and eventually I find myself flying over the road now surrounded by forest on either side. From the forest I could see houses within surrounded by the trees, kind of like some neighborhood where the trees took over but did not touch the houses. Some of them had lights on, some of them were more sinister looking but that didn't matter because I didn't fuck with the houses. I flew on some more, until I came to this train track where a train was chugging along pretty fast on, and flew up to the side of the train. From there I started to make my way along the side of it until I came to the front of the train, the control room. It was kind of futuristic for a train that still had black smoke bellowing from a miniature smokestack, but whatever. I sat down and immediately turned the train off the track but it did not stop or topple over, instead it continued as a tank going through the woods and smashing through the houses, sometimes revealing monsters/large men with masks inside that I would smash with the train as I railed through the houses.

I guess doing this was illegal, so a cop car started chasing me and actually caught up, but it posed no threat as I just turned into it and smashed it like the real evil-doers. From there something else happened (I think I finally crashed the train but I don't exactly remember at the time of writing this post) and I woke up.

No.288

Another one though I forget most save for some key points: I had this USB stick the government gave me to keep safe which contained a super advanced AI that existed in this matrix or nanobots that looked like a 'grey-goo' kept in one end of the USB stick. I remember bringing it home and using it on the computer, and being able to communicate with it through IRC. I recall me and the AI got along very well and we basically became friends, save for when it started to rain outside and somehow I managed to drain the AI into a puddle which streamed into a storm drain…

I must have woke up and fell back to sleep because I had another dream that was very similar but had to do with losing a pet squirrel (though I've never had a pet squirrel) because I don't know I just had to take it somewhere and let it go. Didn't wake up sad about that though I felt worse in the dream about losing the AI.

No.291

I just dreamed about going on a school trip with teachers when we all ran into a group of jewel thieves/smugglers and somehow ruined their plan. So they kidnapped us and were forcing us to help them finish the job while we wanted to escape. They weren't my old teachers but instead my coworkers.

No.295

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Last night I dreamed I had to go to jail for not paying taxes. The weirdest and most Freudian thing about the dream however, is that my jail cell was a concrete version of my bedroom. I'm not entirely sure where to go with this, but I just really felt the need to tell someone this.

No.297

>>295
How much of a mindfuck would that be if the state went to the lengths to make a concrete layout of your room just so you could be tortured extra in jail

Any dream I've had about jail the situation has always been lax. We were allowed to leave, cook whatever etc

No.300

I'm going to have to start recording my dreams at details. I have a question is anyone ever the opposite gender in dreams? I have dreams where I'm nonchalanty a girl and I don't even realize until I wake up.

No.307

I think I had a dream where I remember alot more than usual.
I was traveling with the Creatures in some sort of deserted local store area in a desert that had a large playground usually found in fastfood restaurants. One of them, I think kootra, meantioned how they should make it larger through charity. The next part I remember was me looking at the playground on it's side and mentioning that someone that we're looking for could be in there. A big nigger bitch slapped me for suggesting that even though I could clearly see some kids within the play ground, I even saw my little brother at the bottom of it with shoes still on his feet. For some reason I decided I should enter with shoes too.
Next part may have included the park on the edge, there was a big net and a big trampoline with people playing on them. I tried to move the trampoline but I managed to push it alot more then I was meaning to. The people were pissed (I think one of them were a girl?) and I pushed it back, but I overshot again and pushed it under the park (which was on a raised platform. They got pissed again so I pushed it back where people didn't complained about it anymore. 1/?

No.308

2/?
At some point I entered into a building and I couldn't help think it was related to undertale for some reason, maybe it was the purple walls?. I remember leaving the basement and entering what I assumed to be the starting area/nottoriel's room? It looked well furnished with expensive furniture and it had a door with a rug infront of it in the far side of the room.
For some reason Toriel was insisting that I get the sword, but I didn't listen. I opened a door and found Isaac from BOI with his head separated from his body. I just shrugged it off as some 2deep4u lore and went on my way.
I looked outside to see a big storm infront of what looked to be a sea though I couldn't see much. Beth and Summer from rick and morty appear to be trying to escape the place, Beth was trying to teach Summer how to run on water by throwing a specifically made cloth because of the heat that was generated by the cloth or something. She seemed unsure of herself so Summer pulled out a god damn laptop and tried to find out herself, which Beth said might've been a good idea. For some reason I started making the cloth myself, I guess I was trying to escape the now prison of the now sea?
Beth urged Summer to hurry up and I jumped into the water to reach the little island infront of us. It had a palm tree and not much else. Then the police came and Summer still hadn't decided what to do, I tried to call out to her and she went into the water but instead of getting onto the island she swam under the water back and disappeared. For some reason I assumed that she actually went under the little island due to having one of the tombs from Morrowind just under the water surface. Everyone was shocked at what just happened, so I used the opportunity to escape. I ran first onto the water then threw the cloth, amazingly I was practically walking on the water. Turns out the sea was just a mere lake and I reached one of the edges of it. A guy managed to follow me so I went over a fence and into some sort of storage place, then over another fence. Over that fence was very dark compared to the rest of the prison, it has a body of water that might've actually connected to the sea. For some reason I thought of Disney when I looked over it, then Howard the Duck.

No.309

3/3 The guy was hot on my trail, so I went over the wall and into the dark landscape. I went along the wall while the dude was hot on my trail and gained a few allies. I thought about acting like a dead guy out here, but then they found an actual dead body and didn't acted surprised. I still continued until a reached an end. I went over the wall again to see a car with a rather rich lady inside of it and a party of men. I went through the men to find yet another dead end. The guys who were looking for me were hot on my trail, so I went into the car.
The car wasn't that spacious, though elegantly designed. The lady reconized me as her dead husband and urged me to spend some time with her. I said I couldn't but I would be able to do so later and asked her if she can take care of the guys who are looking for me. She accepted my request and sent out her own guards to stop the guys.
I went back to the storage island since that was the path to freedom and saw a guy pulling on a girl who was being dragged away by a guard near the little island. Another guard saw me and tried to explain how to escape the prison with hand signals. I looked at the barbed fence to freedom and back to him. He replied with a simple "go through it" handgester and shrugged his shoulders. I did and only managed to get my shirt caught and a thread in my teeth, the thread I had to break in order to continue.
There was another barbed fence that had a large gap in it and one of the guys I used to go to school with who I assumed was also in this jail too on the other side of it, which seemed to be a normal street. I went through the fence and met up with him. We entered an overgrown building and I asked him a question regarding the escapes we did.
And thats when I woke up, one of the few times I actually remembered the dream in decent detail.

No.311

Everything is a dream dumbass

No.312

>>311
Except the containment pods, those are real

No.359

Had a dream I was a construction worker, but in this world construction workers fought with other construction companies to tear down their work to be the best construction company. Also my brother was there and I fought with him.

No.360

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>Come from a car race
>be teeth collector and another teeth collector takes me to his job to see his collection
>It was a factory of some sort
>In the dream I was aware it was a simulation or a video game
>be amazed at the virtual teeth and real teeth on the collection
>the teeth stick to my hand
>me and the guy leave, take a look around while we walk
>see giant pig with two heads, one over the other, when the pig seats the lower head pushes its face against the ground
>there were smaller two headed pigs with short black fur
>giant hairless rats without snout
>normal horses but they were scared of the pigs
>The guy was talking with some one else about the plot of the simulation/video game about a reveil on how all of this was horrible
>Tease black pigs with the teeth on my hand expecting them to brak and destroy machinery
Dunno what awoke me but I think it was something disgusting and strong because I awoke shaken just after a hour of falling asleep

No.377

>>360
>teeth collector
W-what?

No.379

>>377
Exactly what it says, in the dream I collected teeth and I remember holding the other guy's collection in my hand. it was a fistfull of teeth, like the tooth fairy's nightly round of collecting teeth.

No.380

I have dreams where my teeth fall out a lot

No.382

Dreamed my mom came into my room to wake me up. She hadn't really. Kind of a boring dream.

No.383

>>382
That used to happen to me a lot. Then she would actually wake me up and I would get serious déjà vu

No.384

my mom never woke me up ;_;

I have been woken up by my cat pissing on my leg though

No.385

Had a dream where I was in some kind of death match. Killed a bunch of people with a weird halberd with a circular blade and my last fight was against two guys. Got one of them and the other guy was attacking me with his fists. Somehow the fight moved to my house and I didn't want to kill him anymore. Part of my reasoning was moral and the other part was that I didn't have anywhere to put the body. Kind of a twisted dream for someone like me who isn't violent at all.

No.386

>>385
intense.

I have never had any dreams where I've harmed anyone before. Been shot a bunch though

I used to grow up wetting the bed. I'd get shot in my dreams, feel the blood everywhere. Wake up all wet.

No.387

Last game show.

No.467

I have an online friend and I have dreams involving them on occasion. No one else I know gets in my dreams anymore, but them.

No.468

>>467
Do you dream about talking to them online or what? How do those dreams go

No.474

I was showing people around my city, except it was getting bombed at the time.

No.475

>>474
Belgian eh?

No.491

I just got up from a nap and I dreamed that Johnny Depp was pissed he wasn't in either of the Jungle Book movies so he made his own Jungle Book movie and I watched it. It wasn't a faithful adaptation at all, it was basically Pirates of the Caribbean with Jungle Animals and one Anime Black guy was in the movie too.

No.492

>>491
Hopefully you are not a prophet

No.493

Dreamed my father took me to a Japanese style webcomic themed restaurant and tried to sell me on his door to door business idea. The noisy teenagers nearby bothered us.

No.494

>hanging out with my waifu in the kitchen
>we become aroused
>too eager to have sex to go up to bedroom
>take her to the stairs to the basement and lay her down
>hurriedly take off our clothes
>about to lose virginity
>mom busts in and sees us both naked
>mom gives an incredibly half-assed "congratulations"
>tell her to fuck off
>she tells us we'd better not take long because she has laundry to do
>my erection disappears
That's the first time I've had a lewd dream of her. It may well be the last time I ever have a lewd dream of her.

No.495

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>>494
That's was a nice dream.

I have to do to dream about my waifu? Even if they are not lewd dreams would be cute.

No.496

>>495
You mean how do you do it? I've never had a lewd waifu dream. It's a very nice experience I recommend trying to picture whatever it is while going to sleep.

No.497

>>495
As funny as it is looking back, I can understand why I was pissed at the time.

No.500

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I had a dream a few nights ago. Wasn't sure if id share it but here goes. I've posted on other boards here but surprisingly not this one even though I'm very obsessed with dreams. Anyway, here goes…

In this dream I was younger. Maybe around 14. I was entering a very large house. When you walked in the front door you looked ahead and it was just a really wide hallway and on the left and right going down were doors leading into different rooms. There was also an upper balcony on both sides that had doors too. I looked to my immediate left and saw a very narrow, carpeted stairway going up. So I decided to go up and I was surprised to see that there was a girl's room up there. It was an average sized bedroom but I got the general vibe before I even saw her in there that she was the neglected member of the family or something. It looked like she definitely spent a lot of time in that room. So anyway, we got to talking and after a while we were both laughing and just enjoying each other's company a ton. But then I remembered what I came there for. She looked a little sad but then mentioned this place she loved to go to all the time. Apparently there was an abandoned mall on this side of town with a secret upper area that had a skylight in it. She said she'd go up there, lay down and look at the stars through thr large glass ceiling. We exchanged phone numbers and I told her i could come by after I finished up at the house. Before she left she looked at me and said 8 o clock. I agreed and she left the house, speeding off on her bike.
So I went back downstairs and walked down the house a ways until I reached this large media center room. all the men in there welcomed me in. So we started working on all sorts of thIngs. Movie clips, graphics, all sorts of stuff. Computers all over. After a while, I try to make an excuse that I have to go but they put me on another assignment. And they keep pushing me onto different tasks. Sometime later i get a call on my phone. It's the girl and she sounds sad. It's 9 o clock. I feel pretty bad and instead of trying to make an excuse I just kind of leave and they dont notice.
I go out the front door of the house, get on my bike that id taken there, and—two flat tires. I'm in someone's driveway and I'm so pissed off. Then The dream ended.

No.512

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A few nights ago I dreamt I was going with two friends (one of which I don't know IRL yet) and my boyfriend to see Jontron and FilthyFrank speak in a square. After a while, however, we got bored and went for a stroll. I got lost and I ended up at a small store where a man was recording a candid camera-type show.
One of my friends shows up and takes me outside, then gives me a Pepsi. I smile and jokingly tell my boyfriend: "Looks like you have competition!" which made him angry. So he gets up, gives me a kiss and leaves.
Then my friend takes me home on a white car from the early 90s, and turns the radio too loud. But the signal was lousy so I tell him to change the station.
I don't know what to make of this.

No.515

>>512
sounds like you need to get out more

No.527

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I had a dream that I was back in High School going to a fictional local hangout that was a skyscraper mall. This mall had a staircase that went all the way down it and people would rollerskate down the staircase somehow, top to bottom, then ride elevators back up to start over. There were a number of cliquish girls that started picking on me.

Fortunately Chris Pratt showed up in heelies and he told me not to care about what those girls making fun of me and told them that bullying was wrong. Then he and I did some sick tricks down to the bottom where he had a surprise set up for me. It was a massive drumset. Then Chris Pratt played me a 15 minute long drum solo and told me he was my friend.

8| that's when I woke up.

No.529

I rarely dream. Or well, I rarely remember my dreams.
Should I start a dream dairy?
What are good ways of remembering dreams more often?
My dreams tend to be very pleasant, when I remember them.

No.532

>>529
Dream diaries are the best way to remember your dreams.

You have to train yourself to remember your dreams. The first thing you do when you wake up is remember your dreams and then write down everything and anything you remember.

After some time what you remember will be more detailed and longer. Also you have better chance of controlling your dream, being aware inside of it.

No.544

I had a dream last night that I was the returning incarnation of Jesus Christ.

I appeared in some non descript suburb's cul de sac. Everyone was fascinated with me. I ended up smoking weed and eating a neighborhood girl out.

I think I did poorly at being jesus.

I went from smoking weed everyday to not smoking at all about 2 months ago. Smoking is peppered in to most of my dreams.

No.554

I recorded this in my dream journal this morning:

I'm playing Minecraft, some sort of Super Nintendo version. There's two versions, one that's "modern" and one that's "original". The mdoern version has higher resolution textures (they just look like normal Minecraft) and an important bug fix. These versions of Minecraft are based on exploration - you "save" by visiting villages and you're supposed to build your base in one of them. Mario warns me every time I boot one version about its particular flaws. After dying to a glitch in classic, I go for modern. Many Equivalent Exchange items are available, and are essential to gameplay somehow. This Minecraft fuses with reality, and I end up playing with a bunch of people. I meet a group of young urban explorers headed around town every night, or at least the equivalent of night, as the world is locked into eternal darkness. While all this happens, there's a "recreation" of the time aliens came to earth and ruined everything. People are advised not to talk to the re-enactors around town, because they're acting hostile aliens, There is also the chance that they are actually the aliens. Anyway, I meet the group of urban explorers while they're out and about – there's a lot of stuff to explore after the aliens left. They seem like innocent, fun-loving college students, so I join up with them. We all go around together for a while, searching a few buildings. Then, as the night is winding down, someone suggests that they make meth inside one of the abandoned buildings. (1/2)

No.555

(2/2)

I don't want to do this, but everyone else is very eager to begin. The group leader admits this is a very common practice, and she won't hold it against me if I decide I don't want to join them. So I leave the group, struggle on my own for a little while, then return to the group. They welcome me back and we get to exploring again. We revisit the building we were in the night before, and someone immediately brings up meth-making to the group again. Almost everyone agrees they should do it again. I still don't want to, even though I could make plenty of money out of it. I talk about it with another group member who doesn't seem involved. I bring up the risk of detection and odor. She replies that you can just throw away the clothes and items you used, but warns against burning them. She says that they're basically toxic, and the fire puts you at risk of detection. I'm fairly sure I wasn't hanging out with these people any longer by then. As I leave the group again, I notice that two people are having sex in the house. Disgusted by the lot of them, I strike out and go it alone. I wake up after a little while of wandering.

No.556

>>554
>>555
This is a really good dream (Nice trips)

How long have you been keeping a journal?

No.557

There was a schoolbus full of girls and one crossdressing boy going to what was apparently some LGBT summer camp. I was on an assignment to find the tranny boy but by the time we had arrived I stopped caring and set about making use of the camp's physical training facilities. All the girls were piddlefucking around while I ran around the track at superhuman speed. The topography of the campgrounds seemed strangely familiar. The hills resembled those outside some kind of zoo I had seen in an earlier dream. While I was still running, Jasper from Steven Universe (with some attributes of Sakura from Danganronpa) appeared and was up to no good. I continued to run at ludicrous speeds until I reached a point all too familiar in my dreams. Suddenly I could not run and even the slightest twitch of my limbs was a sluggish motion which took considerable effort. I was not deterred by this setback. I pressed on further and found I was now running even faster than before. I ran a circle around the entire world until I ran back to the camp, passing an exhausted Jasper. A surreal series of images which felt like flashbacks followed. Some figure was in a pirson cell with rather ornate bars having some kind of floral design. A hand reached through the bars, and morphed into a tentacle, before morphing back into a hand. Suddenly the image of Jasper's gem appeared, and it split into two identical copies of itself like a cell undergoing mitosis. Jasper had now been split into a good half (who looked a bit like Kaylee Frye) and an evil half (who looked kinda like Haman Karn). After a timeskip, evil Jasper learned that she was pregnant and at the behest of good Jasper I was sent on an intergalactic mission to find and retrieve evil Jasper. Of course, just when the plot really got interesting, I woke up.

No.560

>>556
I've been keeping it since last year, but my entries into it have been sporadic over that time period. It's not unusual for me to take well over an hour to record a dream, and I vividly recall them every night.

No.561

Last night, I dreamed that I was in a hotel with a girl I used to crush on in high school. She was a cute-as-fuck good little Christian. I'm over her now, but I still remember her smile clear as day. Anyway, we seemed to be sharing a room purely by coincidence, bu we weren't romantically interested in each other. Once I met her, I started seeking her advice on Christianity. I asked her about holy water, prayers, and some other stuff. At one point some chads that neither of us liked were trying to execute some weird plan that apparently would have "swooned" her and left me with serious physical injury, so I had to put a stop to that. Despite this, she seemed amused yet annoyed by my questions, and eventually asked me to just look stuff up on the internet.

No.562

>>561
Typical

Trust me whatever sex she would have given you would not have been worth the wait.

No.563

>>562
I'm well aware of that. She wasn't interested in me at all, and I don't think that we would have had good chemistry. In the dream, I just really wanted to be a good Christian.

No.564

Whenever I died in this dream, I would wake back up in my car. Eventually, I got a hand from some universal power, who sent me a small flying robot to protect me and keep track of me. I kept doing reckless things that would alter the course of history, partly because I could, partly because I had a disagreement with what was going on. Finally, I died and I found myself on a floating island. The robot told me that they were putting a barrier around me for my own protection and that I'm too reckless. I read a fantasy book about someone who broke through a barrier, but that needed a large crowd to succeed, and I'd have trouble getting one because I was a little bit of a dick to people.

No.573

I had a dream where I found some kind of odd hotel or building of some sort. The building was odd, since the only way to the rooms was by a round about way of traveling through various service tunnels, hallways, stairs and doors. When going through these halls, I felt like I was at risk of being caught by something dangerous, which the building had some kind of thing going on where bad stuff happened to people. The building wasn't abandoned per say, but was filled with people in rooms where they could find a room. It didn't looked too messy, and actually looked like normal rooms, aside from being in some kind of fucking tunnel that is. I remember getting to the very end of the hotel, which led me to the very top of it. It was an enclosed area, surrounded by buildings with windows that you had to enter through a door from a staircase carved from the ground. I remember one of the doors belonged to females only, and another room that was some kind of club.
I also recall the hotel being surrounded by some kind of city, with towering skyscrapers. Also had something to do with a school at some point?

No.574

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My dream started with me finding myself in a blue, lush apartment that vaguely resembled something out of the 90's. The guy who own the sizable apartment seemed to be a teenager who was bald and had a bully aesthetic to him, but he was pretty cool. I explored the place, and I recall looking through the door and saying to myself "I already know what that place has" and proceeded to climb down through his window, which led out to a grey city. I climbed down to nearly the very bottom, just above the ground floor. I went in through the window and I thought to myself that I didn't knew what this place contained. Skip to some time ahead and I realized I had "game powers", where I can save and reset where ever I want to. I used this power to sneak into a loli's room and raped her. She woke up and despite me trying to silence her, people managed to find out and I had to load a previous save to escape. The save put me in a room where I could hear people talking about someone going through a tough time. I went out, and I remember there being a title card of the Bald bro and a older girl who had two shades of orange in her hair. I recall her being naked and jumping into somekind of cloth container like a cat and how it exposed her ass and back, while calling for help due to being stuck. I appeared in that scene and proceeded to tackle her, but instead of being upset or something, she actually went along with it and seemed to enjoyed herself.

No.620

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>>87
I had a dream last night, I was in my dark kitchen, terrified, trying to find something to defend myself with from I don't remember what. I took a knife from the knife block, but it was bent like a kukri, but at an almost 90 degree angle. It frustrated me because I just wanted a straight knife, so I took another and another but they were all bent the same way.
That's really all I can remember, I know I was afraid of something at the other end of my house but I don't remember what. Pretty weird.

No.621

>>574
That's pretty whack lol. I love the vividness of the lavish, deep blue room, the grey city and the bully.

No.629

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This morning I had a dream in which I was David Attenborough and I was researching animal mating rituals.

I had this secret love elixir I would use on animals to find out how they mated. So I found a rare hammerhead shark in a pool and made it drink the stuff and just held onto it while sitting in a huge pool

suddenly it grew an enormous dick and started rushing for the surface, breaching again and again except entirely vertical, like a bob on a fishing line.

Suddenly the shark's eyes flash and literally start glowing like flashlights, and it makes its way over to another hammerhead shark and just starts fucking it like there's no tomorrow.

This goes on for about 3 or 4 minutes, to the point where I had time to realize I must have been dreaming such an absurd situation that just isn't stopping or slowing down.

Then I woke up and I've had shark sex in my head all day

No.630


No.631

>>629

I wonder if David Attenborough had any strange dreams that night.

No.636

I had a dream in which we were going on a trip to see some distant relatives, none of which exist in real life. My dreams tend to skip around a lot, and shortly after going into the house, I was cuddling and holding hands with a girl who was supposed to be my cousin. It felt so real, then I woke up.

This is my first post here, I just needed to tell someone because it kind of bothered me. I'm going through a period of bad depression right now and it was weird.

No.637

>>636
Yeah, I get that, my dreams are kind of random and scattered too.

Welcome man, anything you want to talk about? Any reason for the depression or do you just feel generally down. Depression dreams suck cox

No.638

>>637
I'm drunk right now so sorry if anything seems stupid but I'm depressed because basically I'm a loser. I had a girlfriend for a week then I fucked it up. I thought I had a chance with another girl but it turned out that all the times we went out to dinner and shit were just as friends because he had a boyfriend who she just broke up with, and because I'm her best friend (like every girl I like) she came crying to me. I asked her if she was dating the guy and she said no, but she wasn't using me even if it sounds like it. There's more but I can't think of the right words right now. I just kind of suck at everything.

This girl was the first girl I ever held hands with and I absolutely loved it. I helped a girl up who fell while we were drinking earlier tonight but she let go after she got up, I just wanted to feel that feeling again.

As for the dream distant incest, no idea where that came from, I just knew that the girl in my dream was my cousin and she was cuddling with me. I keep saying that I just want to be alone for the rest of my life but I want what I'm too stupid to have.

No.639

>>637
I had a dream about my ex in which her and a friend moved into my childhood home with me, and I hated it. I was constantly telling her to leave. At one point they were going somewhere, and I told her never to come back then ran into a pine forest that looked like an old Christmas tree farm that didn't exist in real life.. There was a fence so I turned around and grass that was mowed and a shed. When I got back to the house she kissed me and I woke up.

No.649

so last night I dreamed I was apart of a Simpsons special where it was revealed that milhouse was an alien and I had to help him find his family

No.651

I've mostly been having action dreams lately: dreams that are fun to have, but probably not fun for people to read about or listen to me talk about.

No.653

all is gone to dust
there are no posts for a year
as if they never existed

No.654

>>653
Just know that you're not alone here.
But it made me wonder, if everyone eventually leaves for noisy and populated places then what to do if you can't stomach any of them. Not talking at all, i guess.

No.655

My dreams recently reached peak stupidity. I dreamt that I had a job where I had to answer people's questions about the Miami Vice soundtrack. I was answering a phone for this purpose. Someone called me and asked me something.

No.656

I've been dreaming of getting chased by Nazis.

I usually don't get dreams let alone nightmares, but it's pretty clear to me why I'm having them now…

No.658

Had one where I was sitting with my family on the edge of some open pit mines near my house. It started to rain(and I'm talking about RAIN) and the clouds seemed so close I could reach out and literally touch them. They were all fibrous and knotty, more like a weave than any water. My dad got really close to the edge and I remember screaming at him to get back but after about a half a minute did he react
The mine is probably a mile across, roughly horseshoe shaped, and a few hundred feet deep, but it filled up with water about 3/4ths of the way full in just a few minutes. Not sure what it was telling me, just kinda interesting and I wanted to share

No.659

>>658
Dreams that include family are pretty common, to my recent recollection anyway, including ones that are about imbalance (e.i. you dad on the cliffside). It could mean that you're not happy with your current irl situation, or you just feel uneasy about something (something your brain does not wish to immediately tell you.)

If I ever remember a dream, half the time it's about me and my family in a dangerous situation, often losing them in the dream to some outside force changing the environment.

Dreams are an exaggeration of your life or some fear you still have, that should be obvious. What isn't obvious is how to interpret these dreams outside your unconscious. You just have to trust that whatever happened in that dream, your brain is trying to help you get through something.

No.660

>>653
Maybe it was all just a dream in the end?

No.662

>>87
Just had a good one.
I think it sort-of started out as a dream about monsters, which become one about vampires, which turned into a Berserk-like late '80s OVA about a vampire hunter. Then, I guess the first 45~ minute episode ended, and I realized it was me watching it, with something like an old BBS forum discussion about it on an old computer next to me. The tape was on VHS, and I was watching it on a tiny CRT with inbuilt VCR, smaller than a microwave. All this was inside a small cabin, I think, in the middle of nowhere.
I noticed I could be watching on the much-bigger CRT right next to it. I looked for the next episode, and it took me a while. It was in this box, the size of a shoe-box, which had both the other four tapes in it, in their neat little plastic containers, as well as lots of small boxes of stuff like cereal and little board-games based upon the OVA. I assumed it must be a famous series. Then I wondered which episode was next, and I saw that the back of the first episode had the next episode on it. So I got it out and was ready to watch, right when I woke up.
It was just interesting how detailed the dream seemed to me.

No.663

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i had a dream where i was having sexual intercourse with a 13 year old girl. it was like heaven. we were a couple living together and having numerous sexual intercourse.

i was gentle and caressing her body and she was holding my body as we have sex. it was so good that when i woke up i cried because it was not real.

truly a tragic fate my life is

No.664

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>>663
>i had a dream where i was having sexual intercourse with a 13 year old girl
based

No.666

>>659
Hey, thanks for the kind words! I think your point about family is valid-a lot of my dreams(that I can remember anyways) involve my family. It feels really morbid and weird, but oftentimes in my dreams my family members will die/disappear but I don't react to that in any way at all. I have a decently good relationship with everyone in my close family but I admittedly have been going through some difficult times recently so maybe that stress is getting through into my dreams.

No.667

>>666
Satan go away

No.668

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>>87
I had a dream where I lived with a girl and we lived together as if we were married but really we were hardly boyfriends. It is a long story that includes exhibitionism and romance I could only dream it 3 times where one a beginning, development but without end I never managed to complete the dream and until today I can not stop thinking about it. Why do I dream this?



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