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What if you woke up in bed with Aradia

Jun 30th, 2011
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  1. (Credit to queefmaster !e.qQ4/b9Y6)
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  3. what if you woke up in bed with Aradia and she was absolutely head over heels in love with you, and wanted to spend the rest of her life with you
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  5. but as the day went on, she started to realise that she wasn't entirely familiar with her surroundings, and that her memory had these odd gaps everywhere - how she couldn't really remember anything more than the barest, scantest details about her life
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  7. and despite you insisting that everything was alright, and that she was just feeling a bit stressed out and tired, she kept looking for information about herself in a bid to discover who she was - until she found mspaintadventures.com, and discovered Homestuck
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  9. and then she confronted you, almost too shocked to speak in anything more than a quiet, trembling whisper, and demanded to know the truth
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  11. and, as a lump began to swell up in your throat, you sat her down on the side of the bed and tried to explain as calmly and rationally as possible how she wasn't really real, how she was a fictional character from a comic called Homestuck, how she was invented by a man who neither you nor she had never even met, how her entire life had been dictated by this man, and how her existence had merely been for the purpose of a bizarre and twisted story
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  13. and she kept on insisting, pleading, shouting that she was real, that she was an actual person with her own life - only for her to suddenly go quiet, lower her head, close her eyes and begin to sob gently
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  15. because she realised that she was merely a dream, who couldn't exist outside the fantasy reality created by your imagination, and who could never lead her own life free of the constraints placed upon her actions by the will of others
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  17. and as you both sat there on the bed, you took her hand and tried to find the words to tell her how sorry you were, how you knew there had to be some way of keeping her going, but the words dried up in your mouth
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  19. and instead you merely pressed a hand to her cheek and turned her face towards you, kissing her lightly on the lips as you put your arms around her and began to caress her
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  21. and in response she put her arms around you, gripping you tightly and holding on as if her life depended on it, while a single tear trickled down her blushing cheek
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  23. and as you both lay there, naked in each other's arms, two bodies pressed close up against each other in a warm embrace, as you once again apologised for what she had to go through, she merely smiled and said that she was okay with it before snuggling up against your chest as you both faded out of consciousness
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  25. and then you woke up for real the next morning, your dream gone, your bed cold save for where your body had touched the sheets, unable to quite remember what you had dreamt about last night beyond the keen and burning knowledge that it had been something profound, something that, try as you might, you knew you could never hope to recall entirely, something whose absence touched your heart and made it ache as if you had lost something intensely dear to you
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  27. the only thing you knew for certain was that you had filled your boxers with enough jizz during the night to fill Lake Geneva twice over
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