#dream guy

[livelaughlaney]

i'll settle for nothing less

[alucardsathomewife]

Would

[lenas-neverland]

I would be slutty for this fictional man. 😉Lol

[sp7-mr]

Them >>>>>>

[cityzenchick]

Is your dream guy in this Euros 2024 England Squad?? 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿♥️💙🤍🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

[redhatmeg]

I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE, DANDADAN!

Incidentally, I've learned about the This Man whose face is supposedly popping in people's dream back when my creeypasta phase was in a full swing, but as far as I am aware it isn't a creepypasta.

[perpetuallyburntout]

When Pinterest is just as down bad as I am

[maccistar]

i kinda just want a guy to listen for hours about my dream house and every detail about it, build it, runaway with me telling me “i have a place we can go”, surprise me with it, and we live happily ever after

[tobyislame]

if you haven’t gotten this question yet, whats your take on toby having a crush on someone? like im talking completely infatuated like head over heals like twirling his hair and kicking his feet while giggling and thinking about her/him type of sh

like the type of crush to make him somehow listen to taylor swift

you know?

i think toby's the type to be really prone to obsessiveness/possessiveness . it'd be cute at first, he'd be like "oh wow this person makes me feel weird in my chest" accompanied by getting all jittery and awkward around them, fleeting glances, y'know looking away the millisecond their eyes happen to meet and acting like he totally wasn't just staring although the red on his face says it all, haphazardly trying to fix his unfixable hair the moment he notices they're around, very clearly having a sort of soft spot for them because they're the only person he ever talks to out of his own volition, not taylor swift but they'd make him listen to alanis morisette or jewel or whatever, stuff like that

but it'd get real messy real quick . suddenly he's got a weird feeling in his chest of another, uglier nature when he sees them interact with anyone else . suddenly the idea of them making anyone else feel the way they make him feel puts this awful burning hatred in his chest that just turns his heart to fucking cinder . suddenly he can't help but worry so bad he makes himself sick when they're apart . suddenly he can't help the way his hands ball up so tight they turn white when anyone else makes them smile, suddenly he can't help the way his nails dig into his palms when they look at anyone else but him, but it's not HIS fault he feels this way it's THEIRS for making him fall for them, it's THEIRS for putting him in this position .

so essentially the minute this man starts crushing put him in a straitjacket just save everyone the trouble

[viktheviking1]

I've been having dreams lately where I fall in love, and feel so upset when I wake up.

In one, he made fun of me at first for being trans, not understanding how much it hurt me. But after I explained, he apologized and we slowly fell in love.

In another, they were deaf and in a wheelchair, and me and 3 other guys were competing for their love. (I don't know; it was dream logic.) And in the end I won, and he happily asked me to be his girlfriend. I had to explain that I was trans, and that my body wouldn't stay looking the way it was currently. They were surprised, but explained that they were pansexual for one thing, so it wouldn't matter. And also their body wasn't how they preferred it either, but they were so happy their was a solution for me. And even though things would never perfect for either of us, we could be happy with what we had, and with each other. It was really beautiful.

Shit, dude. I wanna romance so someone, is that too much to ask?!

(I also met the second dream partners' dad. He was confused and I had to explained a couple times, but in the end, he couldn't have cared less.)

[lucycore]

Do u know that feeling when u have the most beautiful and best dream and then u wake up..back to reality?..I have that right now..I literally dreamed of the man of my dreams (lol)...Nah I'm gonna cry fr fr.

And then u try getting back to sleep to dream of him again and can't...

He was older..(a little)

Taller

So fucking handsome

And had angelic blonde hair..

[I wish I never woke up from that dream 😭]

[swanprinc3ss]

the only man ill ever need 🕯️🧸

[zetianzz]

This is so random, but I remember manifesting and posting on Twitter on how much I wanna meet my dream guy. It was like, three or four days ago, when I posted that. AND SUDDENLY HE APPEARS ON MY DREAMS. LIKE JUST LAST NIGHT, HE APPEARED AND OH MY GOD. People from manifesting pages, what does this mean? 😭

[thetistaboveall]

Sketch Artist

Sitting on the boardwalk of my small town country side home in the midst of a busy parades passing the streets and yet I am yanked back to reality when my pencil drops to my side. My eyes meet the page shading in beautiful designs of the way of the hottest guy I have every seen and I knew I had to have him as my own even thought he is a truly haunted soul. He is forty something years old hot, muscled and super sexy guy who I created with my own imagination and indeed it all starts flow from control as the ink flood through the pen. The ink piles from the pen flooding all the way on to the ink helping it to take up room shaking things up and my drawing comes to life flying off the page because I am a master of the world.He is looking absolutely amazing in a light leather jacket with a grey tee and super tight dark blue jeans and I am consumed by his inner beauty to do as I please with him. I stood up walking toward him standing up to him face to him because I take his waist in my hand and pull him in to me kissing him slowly and soon i find myself making out with intensity.

“Who are you? Who am I?”

“I am Master Lawrence”

“Oh!”

“You are Slave Jay, my slave”

“Yes Master”

“Kneel at my feet”

“Who are you to me?”

“I am your creator”

“Literally your God”

“Yes! My God”

“You submit to me”

“Yes Daddy!”

“Daddy?”

“You are my young creator”

“Fair enough!”

“May I kiss you ?”

“I crave to do so”

“I don’t know why”

“You are in love with me”

“I am”

“Every fiber of my being “

“You seep through “

“At the core “

“Yes sire”

“You are a poet”

“How would you know?”

“Your words”

“They call to me”

“Your voice is sweet”

“Your sound is kind “

“You are the perfect “

“The perfect what?”

“Everything my king”

“Be careful what you say “

“My love”

“You don’t understand “

“No! You don’t”

“What do you expect?”

“I am in awe of you “

“Kiss me”

“Worship me”

“I am on my knees”

“Do you love me?”

“More then anything “

“Go on”

“My whole world “

“I love you “

“I am at your core”

“Bite my lips “

“Oh god!”

“Sit on my lap”

“Show me who you are “

“My lap dance”

“Get on with it “

I grab My sketch book giggling a bit with a tip of the pen we are transported to my bed room in my newly renovated mansion in the private part of the city .

It is soon enough he woke up in a heat of hot passion he leans in to kiss me slowly

his lips act as if they are attached to me

on purpose he is unwilling to let go.

I back up to edge of bed as his heavy ass of a body comes barreling down on me as we fall back on to the bed and he kisses me very slowly.

His arms wrap around my waist as they are growing even tighter on my waist he yanks me up and places me to face him and plop

i am on his waist.

It is too funny for me watching him this jerk of an asshole is squirming under me while his eyes grew full and he continues make love to me.

He loses himself digging his hand under my shirt as he shifts it up and over my hand as my clothes toss in to the air and fall to the floor.

“Are you a real man Jay? Speak!”

“No Master! You are my King”

“Tell me”

“Call me Master Lawrence “

“Yes! Master Lawrence “

“Lead me”

“I am your man”

“You are mine”

“We are combined “

“We are one individual “

“Belonging to you”

“Wonderful!”

The end

[apple-of-my-bmi]