Posts from Dreams. Auto-translated

Why would anyone even dream of something like that?

Your subconscious is trying to tell you that you're gay.

Or a graphics enthusiast.

Added 2 minutes later
Meanwhile, I recently had a dream about some creepy clones who wanted to take over the world. I don't remember the details anymore, except that several blonde clones were buried in pit traps, which they fell into when they attacked me and some guys. I wouldn't have remembered it if the most dangerous of them hadn't tried to escape and received a series of blows to the head with a shovel. By the way, her neck twisted (like the heroine Death, if anyone has seen it), but she survived and ran away. The others were apparently buried. And that one came to her senses and was going to seduce someone, and we were trying to catch and kill her.

This isn't exactly what I envisioned, but I've been laughing all evening, and I even created an illustration.
I'm not sure when I started being associated with Fullmetal Alchemist among people, but whatever.

That’s good, I haven’t had such meaningful dreams in a while! Although I do have dreams from time to time…

By the way, I've been having dreams about Fullmetal Alchemist ever since I started watching it. I don't really remember what happens, but I have a strong feeling that it's something related to the show. Or maybe someone just got too attached to this masterpiece.
The frequency of Luke and Azazel appearing in my dreams seems to have increased as well. But that's a completely different story.

I dreamt of dark souls. I had a great time playing. I managed to kill a BLACK dragon/wyvern in a clever way, not directly. After the dragon location, there was a funny location with giant guinea pigs that healed. And I also remember the most terrible monster you can imagine. A monster in the form of a cute girl who, if you're not careful, starts following the player, and when damage is dealt to the girl, it is transferred to the player. And she also intentionally positions herself so that the damage goes through to you. I was so annoyed in my dream when I encountered such a girl.

the most terrifying monster imaginable

The most difficult question in the Multiverse is: can the act depicted in the image above be considered gay?

And on top of that, she deliberately positions herself in a way that allows damage to pass through to you.

So that he gets jealous.

What an amazing dream!
This time, it felt like I was in a movie. First, I experienced events from the perspective of a man, fighting against the mafia. Then, I was caught and brutally killed – I don't remember the details, but the feeling was terrifying.
Next, I acted from the perspective of a girl (apparently the friend of that guy), who was also being chased by killers. Interestingly, everything was in a noir setting, with all sorts of creepy abandoned places and so on. And the main thing is, I was incredibly scared, especially after the guy was killed. But, I woke up before they caught the girl.

I had a dream. My boss came up to me at work, saying he needed something on my computer. And on my desk, there were pictures from my folder with porn. He opens the file explorer – it’s all there. He opens the browser – and it’s all there too, he’s searching for something – and the same thing pops up. I’m sitting there, burning with shame, mumbling some excuses, and he continues to browse with a poker face.
What could this mean...?

I had a dream where I was assigned a ton of homework at the institute, but I didn't do it, and my mom kept nagging me. And I thought, "Oh, I need to do it, but I'm so lazy, and when will I have time to play games?" The whole dream was filled with this oppressive feeling of obligation that I needed to fulfill, but I kept putting it off. And then I woke up, felt relieved that I wasn't in the institute anymore, and immediately realized that I still had a lot of things to do that I kept postponing, but now I had to do them not for my mom, but for myself or my boss.

I dreamt that I was an officer of some kind of troops and was overseeing the destruction of happy people (lol, I laughed out loud). I stood there by a large camera with transparent glass, and with indifference, I watched as people writhed in agony, choking on some kind of gas. My dreams have gotten better.

I believe.

Hey Ment, how's life treating you?