Dreamwalker Meme

[quantum_defender]

Dreamwalker Meme

 

Surprise! Either the monster of the week has done something to you or just by random chance, you can walk into other people's dreams. Whether it's full walking and interacting or just observing, that's up to you. The question is, what will you do with the knowledge you've gained by walking through someone else's sub-conscious thoughts?

1. Tag in your pups.
2. Either give a start with what your pup is dreaming about or use the RNG at Random Scenario Meme/Nightmares Meme to come up with a dream. It can be as serious, kinky, fluffy or cracktastic as you wish.
3. Tag other pups to walk in their dreams!

And remember, Luna sees all and is secretly judging you >_>

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[quantum_defender]

[very little known fact about Eric, he wanted to be a singer as a kid. He was good at it too, a natural voice and talent on the guitar. But a rough life had beaten those romantic dreams out of him early and he was happy with the militaristic life he choose that had led him to this point, being a Ranger and Wes.

That didn't stop him from dreaming about it occasionally.

Like tonight. He liked this dream. Rocking out in a football stadium in Hawaii in front of appreciative football fans and cheerleaders as his dancers. Why not?]

[owndestiny]

[Wes has no problem with guy cheerleaders; it takes a helluva lot of strength and training to be a cheerleader]

[but he's not quite so confident with gender stuff as to be okay with wearing a bikini while doing so]

[especially since it's frickin' freezing out here and his nipples are sharp enough to cut ice]

[not that there's any ice around here, but if there was, if it needed cutting, he'd totally offer]

[he looks around, grimacing, startled, because even if this is a dream it's still kinda weird and he wants to know what to do]

[there's a band playing at the big stadium, and another cheerleader flipping through the air towards him, and a big crowd, and oh that cheerleader's coming RIGHT AT HIM]

[Wes catches her, barely]

[quantum_defender]

[The song gets to a musical interlude and Eric looks out over the crowd with a wide smile...and he sees Wes in a cheerleading outfit. He froze before looking around for ways to escape the stage.]

[owndestiny]

[Wes nearly goes down with a faceful of cheerleader butt, and while he's had worse dreams, this is still a weird one]

[he sets her back on her feet, grins, and takes another look around]

[...there's a familiar looking figure on the stage]

[quantum_defender]

[He snagged a guitar from the side of the stage as he passed and just kept moving until he'd left the stadium and hit the beach, a nice secluded beach. Away from prying ears, especially cheerleaders and Red Ranger.

Eric settled on a rock with a sigh, guitar on his lap. He strummed it for a moment, just messing around with a few chords in warm up.]

[owndestiny]

[Wes couldn't see the guy... ah. There.]

[He grabbed a promotional t-shirt from a pile and took off after him, grinning. Not completely sure it's Eric, but his hunches are pretty good.]

[He found the beach, then stopped. Someone was playing guitar...]

[quantum_defender]

[He sighed, not feeling very musical right then. He put the guitar aside and leaned back against the rock, closing his eyes and enjoying the heat and sound of the waves]

[owndestiny]

[...of course the guitar sound stopped]

[let's see]

[Wes slung the t-shirt on over his head]

[of course it was a Hooters shirt]

[and started jogging along the beach --]

Eric?

[quantum_defender]

[Eric had actually dozed off for a moment, if it was possible to nap while asleep.

He cracked his eyes open at his name...but by then Wes was right in front of him]

What the hell are you wearing?

[owndestiny]

[d'awww, so cute asleep]

[Wes looked down at himself, pretending ignorance]

What, you don't think it emphasizes my cleavage nicely?

[quantum_defender]

[Don't you dare say that out loud, Collins]

It's making me wonder if this is a nightmare.

[owndestiny]

[I can say it again, if you want]

Oh, c'mon. It's not that bad! You've got the sand, that, um, guitar behind you...

[eyebrow waggle]

And, y'know, if you don't want me to wear this I could always take it all off... It's your dream. I'm assuming. I'll do what you want.

[quantum_defender]

[As tempting as that was, Eric just kept glaring]

If I had any control, you would have never seen the guitar.

[owndestiny]

[speaking of which!]

[plopping myself down next to you]

Yeah, about that?

[quantum_defender]

[closing his eyes again]

I don't want to talk about it. It's not like your real anyway. Though why my subconscious thinks you need to know this is beyond me. I've done just fine with no one knowing.

[owndestiny]

I'm not real? I think I resent that.

[bumping your shoulder with mine]

If I'm not real, you can tell me. C'mon.

[quantum_defender]

You're a dream, dumbass. Though I don't know why I'm bothering telling you that.

[pauses]

It was the only way I feel safe expressing myself creatively. No physical evidence. Stupid, right?

[owndestiny]

Hey, my ass is perfectly smart.

[listening, sympathetic grin]

Y'know I'd like to hear you play.

[quantum_defender]

whatever. Nice to know I argue with you even in my head.

[looks at him warily, expecting a joke at his expense]

Fine. [pulls the guitar into his lap when a joke doesn't come] What do you want to hear?

[owndestiny]

[...grin]

[oh, I'll totally give you grief]

[but it's gonna be more about you being afraid to tell me, than about you actually liking to play]

[I like that you like to play]

[you great big wuss]

Something you can sing to.

[a shot in the dark]

[quantum_defender]

[He sucks at the sensitive stuff okay? Wes is lucky he knows about the birds, if only because Eric cares for them enough not to try and hide them]

[Another pause, longer this time, as Eric wonders if he has the courage to sing for someone else, even in his head]

[Never say the Quantum Ranger isn't brave]

[Starts to sing another Train song softly, playing along on the guitar]

[owndestiny]

[I'm grateful to know about any of it]

[still gonna keep needling you]

[waiting patiently, not gonna even give you a stupid expression just now, don't wanna scare you off]

[.....slow, slow, smile]

[quantum_defender]

[finishes and trails off, not looking at Wes amd ideally picking at the strings]

[Sighs]

I kinda wish it was you. Would make saying some things easier.

[owndestiny]

[gently elbowing you]

It is me, you idiot. Say whatever you want.

And that was awesome.

[quantum_defender]

[laughs almost helplessly]

You even talk back in my dreams. Good thing I love that about you.