Blitzø (
helluvaboss) wrote in
dreamcrystals2023-08-01 10:01 pm
Entry tags:
Promises
Sender: Blitzø
To: Everyone
Subject: Passive Dream Recording. Brief description of violence, severe language.
The room is dark.
In the way many, many dreams are disjointed, not quite taking place in a real space, the darkness is only vaguely in the shape of a square apartment room with the indistinct presence of a counter, a sofa, all barely relevant details compared to the subject of focus. On the floor, a woman is sitting, her massive furred tail curled around her and her shoulders hunched as she tried to sob as quietly as possible.
Reaching out, the hand is familiar - of course it is, it's yours, your red and white burn-scarred hand - and Blitzø's voice comes out.
"Loona? Sweetie... what's wrong?"
His cracking voice only makes the shadowed figure curl in on herself and her shoulders shake... and a low, miserable growl rumble from her chest, rising in volume. Blitzø - the viewpoint - stopped in the middle of the step he'd taken forward and withdrew his hand.
"This is all... your fucking fault," her voice ushered, low and miserable. At the sound of the imp gawping, the growling increased, and Loona seemed suddenly all the larger even with her back hunched and arms wrapped tightly around herself. Her fur was standing on end. "You disgusting fucking creep. You never gave a shit about me. You just want to play house."
"No, Loonie, I'd never--"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, BLITZ!" the hellhound snapped, standing and turning her head to glare at him, tears running down her face... and eyes looking completely wrong.

"You don't give a FUCK who it is as long as you get to call yourself 'dad' - then FINE! Replace me, see if I care!" With her voice rising, roaring, the details of everything else washed out. Blitzø made several efforts to plead, but all the dreamer could hear was his daughter's furious yelling. "YOU were the one that said you'd NEVER give up on me!! YOU were the one who said you'd never replace me! I should've fucking killed you!"
Bigger, and bigger - nightmare energy as it appeared in the world started swirling around her, suffocating and snuffing the light save for those uncanny golden glowing eyes. Though her words had ceased, the snarling and roaring hadn't, the presence of the hellhound closing in every inch of the space between them.
And then, she lunged, jaws agape to sink straight into the throat.
And the recorded nightmare cuts off immediately.
To: Everyone
Subject: Passive Dream Recording. Brief description of violence, severe language.
The room is dark.
In the way many, many dreams are disjointed, not quite taking place in a real space, the darkness is only vaguely in the shape of a square apartment room with the indistinct presence of a counter, a sofa, all barely relevant details compared to the subject of focus. On the floor, a woman is sitting, her massive furred tail curled around her and her shoulders hunched as she tried to sob as quietly as possible.
Reaching out, the hand is familiar - of course it is, it's yours, your red and white burn-scarred hand - and Blitzø's voice comes out.
"Loona? Sweetie... what's wrong?"
His cracking voice only makes the shadowed figure curl in on herself and her shoulders shake... and a low, miserable growl rumble from her chest, rising in volume. Blitzø - the viewpoint - stopped in the middle of the step he'd taken forward and withdrew his hand.
"This is all... your fucking fault," her voice ushered, low and miserable. At the sound of the imp gawping, the growling increased, and Loona seemed suddenly all the larger even with her back hunched and arms wrapped tightly around herself. Her fur was standing on end. "You disgusting fucking creep. You never gave a shit about me. You just want to play house."
"No, Loonie, I'd never--"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, BLITZ!" the hellhound snapped, standing and turning her head to glare at him, tears running down her face... and eyes looking completely wrong.

"You don't give a FUCK who it is as long as you get to call yourself 'dad' - then FINE! Replace me, see if I care!" With her voice rising, roaring, the details of everything else washed out. Blitzø made several efforts to plead, but all the dreamer could hear was his daughter's furious yelling. "YOU were the one that said you'd NEVER give up on me!! YOU were the one who said you'd never replace me! I should've fucking killed you!"
Bigger, and bigger - nightmare energy as it appeared in the world started swirling around her, suffocating and snuffing the light save for those uncanny golden glowing eyes. Though her words had ceased, the snarling and roaring hadn't, the presence of the hellhound closing in every inch of the space between them.
And then, she lunged, jaws agape to sink straight into the throat.
And the recorded nightmare cuts off immediately.

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...Rough night, huh...?
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It took him a bit to recompose himself long enough to trust himself to speak an answer. He grabbed the lantern and tried to focus, slow to actually learn how to use it.]
I'm fine.
[It's what immediately jumps out of his mouth.]
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[Spoken matter-of-factly. She took the moment to give a sleepy G'raha a little kiss before tucking him in and slipping out of bed.]
I have something for you, now that I have you on the proverbial horn. Where could I find you?
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[He pauses and listens - sounds like he didn't wake up Stolas or Octavia with his noise. He was still dressed since he hadn't intended to pass out sitting up.
Quietly, he slunk to the door and slipped through outside, rubbing his face.]
I'm going for a walk.
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[Grumble grumble grumble.]
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Yeah, yeah, and bring a good heavy axe to cave my head in before any nocturae shit happens, too.
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[And oh, would she- giving a soft, silvery shoulder a pat to help a very strange creature make the last turn toward the garden maze: It was almost glass-like in the level of silver that covered the body of a rather large... unicorn...? That had joined her for the trip. It bore a long, thin tail ending in a soft pale lavender wisp, matching a mane that had a soft curl to it and weeping blooms growing among the flossy hair. The horn it bore was ivory, smooth and sleek, jutting a solid foot and a half from its head.
Practically attached at the creature's hip was a much smaller, supremely leggy equine of soft golden fur and horn, with a soft dappling along the flank and hips. The little one was prancy and hoppy in step, and very clearly distracted by this delicious maze, quietly snorting and pawing at the ground.]
...Hi! Hope you don't mind the company.
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At least, not until he heard hooves - and around the bend came Madhuri with two absolutely stunning creatures.
Every thought completely evaporated from his head as he gawked at them. Holy fuck, they were so PRETTY... and look at that amazing deadly horn on the top!! A real ass unicorn just like in his collector toys!! And the BABY...
Needless to say, Maddie had successfully stun-locked Blitzø.]
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...I figured you would like a ride atop a faerie unicorn tonight. She's a peach. The little one is a little shy, but is okay with anyone Mama deems okay.
[She reached into her bag and retrieved a baggie of strawberries.]
...Or, someone who gives her a treat. Then you become her best friend in the world.
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Baby...
[He's a little emotional about it, no biggie! His dreamotion manifests as faint, harmless little floating embers, in pinks and whites.]
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There, now. I have something for you as well, if you're feeling hungry.
[Few things cure nightmares than a bit of comfort food. She'd packed him a sandwich for the excursion, and went to get it.]
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What're their names? Peach and Mama?
[What was that Maddie said, huh, what-- honse..]
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I'm simply pleased they're comfortable sticking around with me- I thought they exclusively appeared for virgins, and that's why I suspect Loverboy- as I call dad- keeps away.
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[More strawberry for mom and for baby!!! He's purring up a storm, genuinely completely distracted. This was way better than getting shitfaced.]
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Really, I will never understand how such a word can be spoken so off-handedly... I can count the number of skulls I've fractured for being called something like that on both hands back home. Is it a different-worlds thing?
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How does one sniff out particular issues, if I might ask?
[Because they're already near unicorns, why not just talk about these things?]
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And I dunno. You just kinda get a sense for it - you look at a guy and how he looks at and talks to women and you instantly know that oh yeah, that motherfucker is gonna lose his shit if you infer his parents are cheating on each other. Or you get the vibe off of another dude and know that he'd seethe harder than anything if you suggest his dad was a submissive little bottom.
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[She stepped to the side of Crystal Lady.]
Will you need a boost? She's all yours for a walk through the maze!
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[He's EMOTIONAL... wiping a tear from his eye, he gave the unicorn a loving pet on her neck.]
They're so fuckin cute and sweet. Horses are just the best.
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From whence comes your adoration for the creature, I wonder?
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We didn't have animals at my circus... not for performance, anyway; just the dzo for the cart-pulling and the mares for milk and bartering if needed.
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Just how long have you been bottling this shit up.
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not 2 u but i mentioned it
[Not... that... he actually delved into that subject without deflecting or RESOLVED any of that.]
at least a nightmare monster didnt actually pop up the weird flower tea shit helped
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Because if I have to drag you out of a nightmare hellscape that forms because you let this keep festering I'm absolutely going to do it but I'm also going to be very annoyed with you.
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Not like anyone would fuckin say anything besides "but you aren't doing that thing you're worried you're doing" like no shit
[Sounds like his prior therapy experience wasn't any better at it than Akechi either.]
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Look. That
came out harsher than I intended. You're
one of a very small number of people I actively give a shit about. Okay?
Nobody's trying to replace Loona and I doubt very much she thinks you would. And even if she did, she'd be wrong.
Please try to take care of yourself. Again, hypocrisy not lost on me, but the point still stands.
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I know she wouldnt.nvm I dont KNOW that. But shed probly be annoyed and angry but not hate any1the stupid fight with the pink haired cunt fucked me up is all
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I could have phrased that better, earlier.
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Your a good kid tho. ty.
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Which, funnily enough, makes me want to return the favor more than I would have, if you'd done it as a transactional thing.
Look
I'd never ask you or Stolas to replace my mom
And I wouldn't try to replace Loona
That's not how this works
It's just one big fucked up... mess. Just a bunch of broken fucking people looking for shit in each other they really should've gotten elsewhere.
Except Octavia, Octavia has some kind of magical shit compressor or something, her shit is more together than grown-ass people twice her age. Somehow.
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youd think not being a complete asshole useless dad wuld be easy enough but Stols did a good job
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You're both doing fine, in my book.