Lycan Queen
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I haven't been awake long, but recently I've had splitting headaches and need to take naps. This time I had a rather interesting dream that had its dark moments and it's precious ones that I feel like I should share. It was very detailed so be patient, my dreams usually are and spark many ideas for me.
In this dream the world was made up of monsters and humans, most looking fairly human despite being the former. The great many of people though aware of monsters living amongst them as people, were very superficial and quick to judge. In the dream I saw things and acted through a girl's body, but I didn't know what I would do until it happened. She was a lovely girl but she was rebellious to the ways of those around her and was different in her opinions. I recall her being tan with long wavy black hair and having golden eyes. She was shapely and obviously athletic because on many occasions I did incredible physical feats through her. She was always dressed in modern black clothing, sometimes leather, and wouldn't wear shoes. This was what set her apart physically.
The generic public was made up of the more attractive privileged, and they would hold events and such without permitting the lesser looking people/creatures to attend. The girl I lived through would associate herself with these poor people even though she could've acted like the privileged if she dressed differently. She would sneak into these events with them via secret entries in the buildings and under the floors, all so she could help them have fun and feel better about their state. During these excursions she would cover for those in danger of being caught and divert authorities from them with her acrobatic skills and uncanny strength and endurance.
It was on one of these escapes that she found herself temporarily locked in a room with what was typically the Beast, large, furry, and horned, gazing upon his ideal Beauty from the darkness as she resided within along with the rest of her upper class acquaintances. My vessel seemed startled by him at first but he seemed more terrified than she when he noticed her presence. He attempted to frighten her and some of those she was guiding and for a short while it worked because of the way he snarled and clawed at the air with his large hands. Through small talk however they as a group agreed to help him woo his beloved since he would never be allowed to roam freely given his appearance.
For several days in the dream my vessel and her less than attractive friends tried endlessly to get the Beauty alone and to ease her into meeting their beastly friend, and on a few occasions she was drawn to him without being able to make out his form. He was delighted and my vessel showed many smiles and praises at seeing his progress. Once he let himself be seen to his beloved however she outright feared him and was openly repulsed by him, fleeing unbeknownst to her to an unstable room within the theater in which they originally found him gazing at her. Heartbroken was the Beast, but he followed to ensure himself of her safety and in doing so saved her from a section of the floor which caved in. Mesmerized by his strength the Beauty thanked him and to his surprise spoke of reciprocated love.
It was then that he thanked my vessel for her help and she made a decision: to confront those that discriminated against the ones who looked different or didn't have as much and make them accept her new friend and her old.
A gathering occured later that night in this theater where a select few of the most attractive of creatures and their praiseworthy human friends hosted to others a great feast and musical performance. It is at this that my vessel personally adds her own music of distasteful ( in standards to the crowd she is before ) rock and personally escorts her unattractive friends into the building, stating they were attending a public event and they were free to try and throw them out but she didn't recommend it. After some disrespectful taunts and moves to show she meant business, she ushered in the Beast and his Beauty who walked at his side obviously in fear of her peers judgment. There are screams and gasps of disapproval and fear despite her presence next to the one who tried so hard to impress her, which my vessel addresses as she walks nimbly over the backs of the seats of those sitting inclined around the stage. The two make it up to the halfway point of the seats and my vessel pauses to address them.
"Here we see what you would call a beast, terrifying and unattractive at the side of one of you privileged who counters him in every way. He has done nothing to harm anyone and has put himself in harms way of those like you to prove himself to her. He had to hide his feelings for someone because pompous idiots like you look down on anything different from you! You judge based on appearances and never by the quality of the person!"
To which the response of the woman in charge was, in her most snobbish tone, "A person? Ha! I only see a monster. A true monster who is nothing but a beast!"
And this is where I was touched by what I did through the actions of this female vessel. She stood proud and aggressive, balanced on the balls of her bare feet on the head rests of two seats at differing levels with people moving from them. With rage at the response she received channeled only by pure effort, she gave a scoffing laugh.
"A Beast huh? You think him that? He may be a beast, but I am called the Beast."
The woman at head laughs at this along with others. "Oh really?" She eyes my vessel up and down. "And just what makes you a beast apart from those clothes? You're nothing scary."
"I'll show you a beast..." She flexes her arms and hands at her side then, long black claws extending from her nails and the bones in her arms visibly shifting. Blackened fur grows from her flesh as it turns a medium gray tone, the same happening with her legs as she shifts on the backs of seats on all fours. Fangs protrude from her lips and her skull becomes canine, ears pointing and moving up and back. Her hair becomes a wild mane that blends with her fur and a tail can be heard popping into existence along with her rearranging bones. Her gold eyes look feral against the stark contrast to her form now and she snarls and roars at nearby people. Cries can be heard in disbelief because none of her kind had been seen in ages.
'Werewolf! A werewolf!' There is panic and people are paralyzed as she stalks over them in their seats, eying those in charge all the time. The Beast stares at her mesmerized, unaware of what she was this whole time and completely shocked at how those around him immediately feared her more than they had him. She seemed to him a different person yet the same and was grateful that she would have exposed such an important secret to help him.
Fearful of my vessel, the woman in charge approached him and forced herself to give him a look over while still being wary of the wolf person behind her at her side. She is obviously disgusted.
"So ugly..." she mutters. "Both of you.."
Its then that my vessel locked gold eyes with Beast's sapphire ones, eyes that no one had ever bothered to pay attention to on him before, let alone met gaze for gaze. "I think he's gorgeous..."
Something visibly stirs him and he takes in the way she says this, along with the looks of disgust she herself is receiving and the way her eyes look when she speaks. His own eyes change as he comes to a realization and smiles very softly at her. Leaving the woman he tried so hard to win over he approaches my vessel and takes her blackened hands in his own brown ones, their faces level because of his large height and her being crouched on a seat from a higher level. One hand brushes back her thick mane of hair and she looks at him confused as to why he would leave his Beauty, but the two become mesmerized at each other's gazes.
The sight is enough to spark awe in a majority of people and it is silently unanimous that all those previously discriminated against are now welcome, and those in opposition are not plentiful enough to have their behavior excused any longer. Beast and my vessel simply hold one another, enjoying their touch and the feeling of no longer being alone.
My vessel hid her true nature from the world because she knew she could never change it looking the way she did as a dying race of feared creature. And she used her abilities to help those who deserved it. Even though she cared for and was attracted to the Beast from the moment she saw him, she withheld her feelings knowing that he was in love with another. She helped him win over another woman despite what she herself thought and his happiness was what made her take the final push at equality.
The Beast had been ostracized his entire life and of course welcomed new friends when they were presented, but he had been so wrapped up in the past that he had become like those who had persecuted him, and fell for a girl based solely on her appearance. When he learned of my vessel's true identity and appearance, he was shocked because someone so good and kindhearted wasn't supposed to be animalistic and scary. It took her being truthful of how she saw him for him to realize that he had been chasing after the wrong thing that whole time. That from the beginning there was someone who found him utterly handsome the way he was. He knew in an instant how she felt and knew it wasn't because he had saved her life or because he was strong, that it was because she loved him for him and all his ugliness. He didn't shy away from her like others did because he was seeing how truly beautiful she really was. She was attractive before and he had gone blind because she was an outcast too, but she wasn't that different from him in reality and that was when she was truly beautiful. As her true self.
This dream was a lot more adult than I made it sound and there were dark moments along with adult ones that included a lot stronger language and the like. Honestly I wanted to hear some thoughts on it though. Please leave your comments or message me if you like
In this dream the world was made up of monsters and humans, most looking fairly human despite being the former. The great many of people though aware of monsters living amongst them as people, were very superficial and quick to judge. In the dream I saw things and acted through a girl's body, but I didn't know what I would do until it happened. She was a lovely girl but she was rebellious to the ways of those around her and was different in her opinions. I recall her being tan with long wavy black hair and having golden eyes. She was shapely and obviously athletic because on many occasions I did incredible physical feats through her. She was always dressed in modern black clothing, sometimes leather, and wouldn't wear shoes. This was what set her apart physically.
The generic public was made up of the more attractive privileged, and they would hold events and such without permitting the lesser looking people/creatures to attend. The girl I lived through would associate herself with these poor people even though she could've acted like the privileged if she dressed differently. She would sneak into these events with them via secret entries in the buildings and under the floors, all so she could help them have fun and feel better about their state. During these excursions she would cover for those in danger of being caught and divert authorities from them with her acrobatic skills and uncanny strength and endurance.
It was on one of these escapes that she found herself temporarily locked in a room with what was typically the Beast, large, furry, and horned, gazing upon his ideal Beauty from the darkness as she resided within along with the rest of her upper class acquaintances. My vessel seemed startled by him at first but he seemed more terrified than she when he noticed her presence. He attempted to frighten her and some of those she was guiding and for a short while it worked because of the way he snarled and clawed at the air with his large hands. Through small talk however they as a group agreed to help him woo his beloved since he would never be allowed to roam freely given his appearance.
For several days in the dream my vessel and her less than attractive friends tried endlessly to get the Beauty alone and to ease her into meeting their beastly friend, and on a few occasions she was drawn to him without being able to make out his form. He was delighted and my vessel showed many smiles and praises at seeing his progress. Once he let himself be seen to his beloved however she outright feared him and was openly repulsed by him, fleeing unbeknownst to her to an unstable room within the theater in which they originally found him gazing at her. Heartbroken was the Beast, but he followed to ensure himself of her safety and in doing so saved her from a section of the floor which caved in. Mesmerized by his strength the Beauty thanked him and to his surprise spoke of reciprocated love.
It was then that he thanked my vessel for her help and she made a decision: to confront those that discriminated against the ones who looked different or didn't have as much and make them accept her new friend and her old.
A gathering occured later that night in this theater where a select few of the most attractive of creatures and their praiseworthy human friends hosted to others a great feast and musical performance. It is at this that my vessel personally adds her own music of distasteful ( in standards to the crowd she is before ) rock and personally escorts her unattractive friends into the building, stating they were attending a public event and they were free to try and throw them out but she didn't recommend it. After some disrespectful taunts and moves to show she meant business, she ushered in the Beast and his Beauty who walked at his side obviously in fear of her peers judgment. There are screams and gasps of disapproval and fear despite her presence next to the one who tried so hard to impress her, which my vessel addresses as she walks nimbly over the backs of the seats of those sitting inclined around the stage. The two make it up to the halfway point of the seats and my vessel pauses to address them.
"Here we see what you would call a beast, terrifying and unattractive at the side of one of you privileged who counters him in every way. He has done nothing to harm anyone and has put himself in harms way of those like you to prove himself to her. He had to hide his feelings for someone because pompous idiots like you look down on anything different from you! You judge based on appearances and never by the quality of the person!"
To which the response of the woman in charge was, in her most snobbish tone, "A person? Ha! I only see a monster. A true monster who is nothing but a beast!"
And this is where I was touched by what I did through the actions of this female vessel. She stood proud and aggressive, balanced on the balls of her bare feet on the head rests of two seats at differing levels with people moving from them. With rage at the response she received channeled only by pure effort, she gave a scoffing laugh.
"A Beast huh? You think him that? He may be a beast, but I am called the Beast."
The woman at head laughs at this along with others. "Oh really?" She eyes my vessel up and down. "And just what makes you a beast apart from those clothes? You're nothing scary."
"I'll show you a beast..." She flexes her arms and hands at her side then, long black claws extending from her nails and the bones in her arms visibly shifting. Blackened fur grows from her flesh as it turns a medium gray tone, the same happening with her legs as she shifts on the backs of seats on all fours. Fangs protrude from her lips and her skull becomes canine, ears pointing and moving up and back. Her hair becomes a wild mane that blends with her fur and a tail can be heard popping into existence along with her rearranging bones. Her gold eyes look feral against the stark contrast to her form now and she snarls and roars at nearby people. Cries can be heard in disbelief because none of her kind had been seen in ages.
'Werewolf! A werewolf!' There is panic and people are paralyzed as she stalks over them in their seats, eying those in charge all the time. The Beast stares at her mesmerized, unaware of what she was this whole time and completely shocked at how those around him immediately feared her more than they had him. She seemed to him a different person yet the same and was grateful that she would have exposed such an important secret to help him.
Fearful of my vessel, the woman in charge approached him and forced herself to give him a look over while still being wary of the wolf person behind her at her side. She is obviously disgusted.
"So ugly..." she mutters. "Both of you.."
Its then that my vessel locked gold eyes with Beast's sapphire ones, eyes that no one had ever bothered to pay attention to on him before, let alone met gaze for gaze. "I think he's gorgeous..."
Something visibly stirs him and he takes in the way she says this, along with the looks of disgust she herself is receiving and the way her eyes look when she speaks. His own eyes change as he comes to a realization and smiles very softly at her. Leaving the woman he tried so hard to win over he approaches my vessel and takes her blackened hands in his own brown ones, their faces level because of his large height and her being crouched on a seat from a higher level. One hand brushes back her thick mane of hair and she looks at him confused as to why he would leave his Beauty, but the two become mesmerized at each other's gazes.
The sight is enough to spark awe in a majority of people and it is silently unanimous that all those previously discriminated against are now welcome, and those in opposition are not plentiful enough to have their behavior excused any longer. Beast and my vessel simply hold one another, enjoying their touch and the feeling of no longer being alone.
My vessel hid her true nature from the world because she knew she could never change it looking the way she did as a dying race of feared creature. And she used her abilities to help those who deserved it. Even though she cared for and was attracted to the Beast from the moment she saw him, she withheld her feelings knowing that he was in love with another. She helped him win over another woman despite what she herself thought and his happiness was what made her take the final push at equality.
The Beast had been ostracized his entire life and of course welcomed new friends when they were presented, but he had been so wrapped up in the past that he had become like those who had persecuted him, and fell for a girl based solely on her appearance. When he learned of my vessel's true identity and appearance, he was shocked because someone so good and kindhearted wasn't supposed to be animalistic and scary. It took her being truthful of how she saw him for him to realize that he had been chasing after the wrong thing that whole time. That from the beginning there was someone who found him utterly handsome the way he was. He knew in an instant how she felt and knew it wasn't because he had saved her life or because he was strong, that it was because she loved him for him and all his ugliness. He didn't shy away from her like others did because he was seeing how truly beautiful she really was. She was attractive before and he had gone blind because she was an outcast too, but she wasn't that different from him in reality and that was when she was truly beautiful. As her true self.
This dream was a lot more adult than I made it sound and there were dark moments along with adult ones that included a lot stronger language and the like. Honestly I wanted to hear some thoughts on it though. Please leave your comments or message me if you like
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