[OPEN] Sweet Dreams ( R-rated )

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: the sweet dreams nightmare plot!
When: Day 246-248 (April 8-12)
Where: everywhere!
Rating: R. Please be mindful of others and label your threads with any trigger warnings in the top-level comment! Do avoid this log if you are not looking for R-rated dream material. The PG-13 and below log is over here.

[ Late at night, amidst the crackling of thunder and the flash of lightning cutting across the sky, a bit of unwieldy magic will be coming down upon the city alongside the pouring rain. It is soundless and sudden, unbidden and without warning. By all outward appearances, everything is exactly as it should be. But at its core, the inner turmoil of Asgard will be unravelling to take a firm hold on its occupants and its grasp will not be easily broken.

Sleep lightly and tread carefully; no place in heaven or Hell is quite as dangerous as one's imagination. ]

[ ooc note: Due to an unexpectedly overwhelming number of separate logs for this event flooding the comm, we have decided to set up a second one for heavier content at player request. Please move all private logs into a top-level comment here. If your logs already have a significant number of tag-ins, they're fine to stay, but we do ask that any with none or few tags move their dreams here in an effort to keep the log comm a little bit cleaner. Alternatively, if you want to take your private log into your character journals, we will accept those as well when AC comes around. Whatever works for you guys. We are extremely sorry for the inconvenience and greatly appreciate your cooperation in this as we stumble our way through figuring out what works for events of this nature. Thank you!

More information regarding this curse can be found here. Please be sure to include your character's location(s) and [OPEN/CLOSED] in the subject line, along with any possible trigger warnings. Feel free to use the mod post to plot out individual threads. The PG-13 and below log is over here.

As a side-note, we did opt to let canon abilities work for this event, but only inside the dreams. No canon abilities will affect anything in the "real world" in any way, shape or form. Please be respectful to your fellow players and play fairly. Let us know if you have any questions or need any help! Thanks! ]

Comments

[daddyissues]

I told you I don't care.

[They're running out of time. He seems to calm, going perfectly still.]

Which?

[hollowchild]

I know you don't care.

[Her tone is almost short, like she's fighting down fear.]

I mean you might have to feel it too. I mean...

[She shakes her head a little. It's not her own pain that concerns her, how horrible this is for her. Sophie has lived this, has dreamt it over and over. Connor hasn't.]

I can't do that to you. There might be a way for me to kill myself. Most of the way, at least. Maybe all the way.

[daddyissues]

[His jaw works with tension and he reaches out, hand settling on her neck. The strength in it is superhuman, fingers placed carefully at the base of her skull. He knows it won't let him participate, because he can't just watch. They don't need to do this.]

Shh. Wake up this time.

[hollowchild]

[Sophie draws a quiet breath, lets it out, and relaxes against him. He might even be able to feel her weakening herself, changing herself until she's weak and human and easily broken. Her arms wrap around his waist, fingers tangling in his belt loops so they'll stay there even when her hands go limp. When she looks at him, though, there's no fear in her eyes, only trust]

Don't let go of me, all right? Not till we wake up. I have to bring you back.

[daddyissues]

[He just hums, holding her at the waist and pulling her close. The red is so close it's washed everything around them out -- he can't stall any longer. Connor breathes out and closes his hand where it lies, crushing Sophie's spine and snapping the cord with a practiced twist. He squeezes his eyes closed as she falls.]

[hollowchild]

[Almost immediately, the world seems to start dissolving around him, everything fading from burning, threatening red to the color of light through eyelids.

Sophie jerks in his arms, and for a moment the dead Sophie in his arms overlaps with a far-away feeling of hands on his face, smoothing away his hair, shaking him.]

Connor, wake up, love. Wake up, Connor. Come on, please.

[daddyissues]

[He wakes up with a start so violent it almost tumbles Sophie to the floor -- it seems they fell asleep on the couch earlier. Connor tightens his arms almost painfully around her and tries to catch his breath. After a good minute of just clinging, he mutters into her hair:]

That sucked.

[hollowchild]

[it's okay, sophie is holding onto connor nearly as hard as Connor is holding onto her]

It did. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep.

[she runs her fingers through his hair and doesn't point out that it could have been much worse. he already knows that]

[daddyissues]

It's okay -- we're awake. I'll make coffee.

[He's not moving.]

[hollowchild]

Falling back to sleep is not going to be a problem.

[she's not making it easy for him to move, anyway, the way she's sprawled over him. not that he couldn't just heave her up]

[daddyissues]

My head's fuzzy.

[he could... cuddles work too, though.]

[hollowchild]

Ah. I just have a headache.

[her fingers move out of his hair to rub at the knots of tension in his shoulders]

[daddyissues]

[she can have hair scritches, his touch carefully avoiding going near where he snapped her neck in the dream]

How much longer do you think this will go on?

[hollowchild]

[she doesn't even tense at the touch]

I don't know. Not too much longer, I hope. As if it's not bad enough to be falling asleep in random places. Nobody should have to...

[she shrugs a little, goes back to trying to work the knots out of his back]

[daddyissues]

[he gives the tiniest of shrugs back. there's a whole lot of nasty memories floating around this week.]

The boat's awful but we're all in it.

[that's nice. you can keep doing that, sophie.]

[hollowchild]

Half of Asgard won't be sleeping again for awhile, once this passes.

[she has every intention of it, actually]

Roll over, shirt off? Your back is one big knot, and I'll feel better for something to do with my hands.

[daddyissues]

[there's about two seconds of this face, then quick compliance. the couch is a little short to lie face down on, but haha not complaining.]

[hollowchild]

[she is going to totally aid the situation by straddling his hips, too, although most of her weight is on her knees and not him. and she's not unaware of what she's doing, either, if the hitch and slow of her breathing is any indicator.

that said, she's not joking about working the knots out of his back, if the way her fingers press into the muscles between his shoulderblades is any indication]

[daddyissues]

[the entirety of this comment can be condensed to a keysmash.]

You're good at that.

[hollowchild]

I used to get the knots out of my own back and neck often enough. Perhaps it's more effective on other people, though.

[yes, she might be a little amused at his reaction. just a little. it's the kind of massage that's just on the verge of painful]

[daddyissues]

[sometimes that's necessary, and with how this week has been going...

he mutters something agreeable and smooshes his face into the cushion so she can get his neck better.]

[hollowchild]

[the mumbling makes her chuckle, and she takes the hint and works on his neck so that he can stop breathing through the couch]

[daddyissues]

[scoooooore. though he's gonna stay lying on his stomach for awhile...]

[hollowchild]

[it's going to take awhile to get all these knots out anyway.

and she will kindly not mention any squirming if he doesn't mention that by the time she gets to the base of his spine, she actually is sitting across his hips]

[daddyissues]

[ffzzzztttttttt how does i even YUP I'M GOOD RIGHT HERE...]