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so something about me is i never ever ever ever EVER get to have dreams about the characters in whatever media I’m currently hyperfixating on. Literally never. I’ll have dreams about rhe media itself, like I sometimes have dreams about a video game in which I’m just me, playing the videogame. But that’s it.
So last night my brain said you know what? I’m going to give you a dream for the first time ever where you get to interact with characters from your current hyperfixation!
So I dreamed that I was going to grad school in Chicago, where I met the most in-character, compelling, our-world rendition of Astarion imaginable. Truly top-of-the-line modern au fanfic material. I might not have been able to write him better had I been conscious.
So as you might IMAGINE, I then proceeded to have one of the most stressful dreams I’ve ever had in my entire life. For absolutely no reason. Why would I do that to me?