Dude I had a crazy ass dream about Spiderverse this morning hold on
Alright so the beginning part of the dream doesn't really matter, it had nothing to do with it. But anyway, I'm walking down the sidewalk in this neighborhood, and it's night, and I'm just me. My regular human, boy self. Just casually strolling down the road in the middle of the night when all of a sudden-
BAM SURPRISE MILES MORALES SPIDERMAN IS HERE!! WHY??? TO UH.. KICK BUTT AND SAVE THE DAY OR SOMETHING!!!
So for some unknown reason I then morph into a version of the Spot, and we throw down.
Except I have a baseball bat.
And Miles
Uh
Doesn't.
So Dream-Spot-Me beats him up with the baseball bat (and Miles had prosthetic arms?? For some reason???) And then rips off and steals his arms and runs off into the city, where I proceed to wreak as much havoc and chaos as possible.
So much so that 2099 shows up.
But it's like, Miguel from the comics version. Not spiderverse version.
Now, I don't like Miguel (whoops spoiler sorry I just.. didn't like the way he treated Miles at all. Or Gwen. Or anybody for that matter. And I know he has his reasons at all, but I don't have mine. Grumpy ass man. Ahem)
But this version of me?
Absolutely completely smitten love at first sight. So here's where it gets weird(er).
My guy was totally absolutely in love with him, and LOVED being chased by him (for the record, I was also insane and completely manic... for some reason.) And while being chased, I started singing.
You know the second Lego Movie? The song what Queen Watevra Wa'Nabi sings? "Not Evil"? Yeah.
I was bouncing around the goddamn city singing a bootleg version of this song while crashing into buildings and floating through the air throwing streamers and shit, and every time I would mention not being evil, Miguel would shout "BUT YOU LITERALLY BEAT A KID IN THE FACE WITH A BASEBALL BAT!!!"
But I was just like "Meeeee? Noooo... You've got the wrong guy giggles running hiding"
He eventually caught me. But that was okay because I was still losing my mind over him. And he had like golden handcuffs and attached only one to my left wrist and started pulling me away to jail (While I force him to hold hands with me). And I was like
"Nooooooo whaaaattttttt :((((((( 😢😢😢😢 will you come visit me???"
"No. I can't visit you. Also why would I want to."
"But--- 🥺🥺🥺😢😢😢😢"
And then his face like softened as we arrived to the 'jail' and he was like "Fine. Maybe I might."
And then just casually turned around and ripped a giant hole in the fence so he could come back later and say Hi to me. He also stuck a warning note in the middle of it, midair btw, that was basically an out of order sign.
Oh but the cop watching this go down? He didn't like that. He didn't like that one bit. He's got his arms crossed and he mutters to himself he goes "...That.. I'm gonna have to report that." And he walks off to the side and whispered into his radio all like "So this random beefed up man just came and ripped a giant hole in the fence all casual like.. were gonna need someone out here to get that fixed."
And I hear him and turn to Miguel like "Noo!! We're gonna get in trouble :("
Anyway his ass ditches me.
And the jail thing is a mostly outdoor encampment with some long wooden picnic tables that are covered and then some barrack-like buildings in the back that were the sleeping quarters. And I go and sit down at one table for dinner.
I sit between this man and his wife, and we start eating. It's this gross mashed potato and gravy mixture with meat on it. Think like a cheap microwaveable Salisbury steak meal or something. There were also these little cookie/crackers things that were sweet and special and were really good.
Anyway as were eating the cop guy goes around singing in a low voice and threatening everyone (my god, this was a musical). And while he's doing that, the man and his wife grab some reindeer moss from under the table and a half burnt match and then light it, and it's supposed to be almost like a traditional promise (? If that makes any sense at all. No idea what my brain was on but that's how it felt) and as the moss melted (yes.. it was plastic.... apparently) it like, was supposed to solidify their marriage and promise good luck and good fortune.
Anyway Mr. Cop Guy sees it and he snatches it away and makes a show out of stuffing it out, and EVERYONE at the table gasps and freezes. And I turn to my right and there's this woman who looks absolutely MORTIFIED (not the wife... she dissappeared).
There's like this little screen/border that pops up that says like "900 years of bad luck" or something, a curse gained from the fire being snuffed.
And she goes "I am going to turn ugly!!"
And I put my hand on her knee (she pulls away) and I said to her I said "No, ma'am. You are beautiful." (She really was.)
And she looks at me. "But what if I become FLAT."
...so I look at her chest and.. well, she was already flat... erm.. alright. Anyways- "Miss, you will always be beautiful no matter what. No curse can change that."
And that seems to soothe her.
So I look over my shoulder at the man and he's hunched over his plate like SUPER angry and upset. And he starts singing the end to the song 'you wrote "don't forget" on your arm' by flatsound (on YT the timestamp is 2:12 but it's basically just "And I hope one day when I see your face, my brain thinks that it's looking at a stranger," over and over)
And eventually we all join in and start screaming it at the cop.
And then I woke up and the song was playing on Spotify on my TV.
So... that's what happens when I sleep with music, I guess.
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