The Celebrities That Crushable Contributors Are Dating In Their Dreams

This was one of those dreams you have in the fifteen minutes in the morning when you’re snoozing after your alarm goes off. In the dream-world I back in high school, and I was the “pretty-ugly girl”: the nerd who might be pretty if you took off her glasses. My boyfriend was in the dream playing my boyfriend, except he was sort of a clique-jumping jock. (And I wasn’t even watching She’s All That recently!) But then I started cheating on my boyfriend with Alex Pettyfer, who was the hottest guy in school. We had just had sex—I remember it being good—and he told me how much he liked hanging out with me, because I wasn’t “hot” and “cool” like other girls. So in my subconscious (and perhaps in the real world), Alex Pettyfer was a major jerk. My dream-rejection was interrupted by my real boyfriend waking me up to take a shower.

I watched all of LOST over like 2 months and would have all these really insane LOST-related dreams each and every night. Several of them were sex dreams about Michael Emerson (or more specifically, Ben Linus). I don't think we ever full-on consummated our relationship, tragedy of tragedies, which is while I still pine for him to this day.

One time, years ago, I left work and was driving to lunch and glanced up and saw a Gossip Girl billboard, slammed on the breaks, and was like, "Holy shit, I had a sex dream about Chace Crawford last night. And I don't even really like Chace Crawford." Weird.

Many, MANY moons ago, I definitely had a dream where I had to team up with Angel (from Buffy) to save my high school from being taken over by some mysterious Big Bad. I can't recall the details terribly well, but I do remember thinking it was really weird when I woke up, since I was never really that big of an Angel fan. Maybe the dark brooding thing appealed to some buried part of my subconscious?

While in my awake life, I daydream about Ryan Gosling, in my night-time dreams, I always go with the less than pretty route. I once dreamed I was dating John Travolta. Not only were we dating but we were in an abusive relationship and I was trying to get away from him. I don’t remember the exact details, but I do remember waking up, and thinking: “Why? Why couldn’t it have at least been someone hot?” Although I don’t exactly recall, I’m pretty sure we had sex in the dream, too – that sensation of being violated by Travolta definitely lingered all day.

When I was in middle school, I was strangely obsessed with the cutie who starred in ‘Rookie of the Year’ – yes, that cheesy movie about the kid who breaks his arm and is suddenly able to pitch for the major leagues and joins the Chicago Cubs. The actor – Thomas Ian Nicholas (who later went on to star in every single ‘American Pie’ movie) – definitely showed up in many of my pre-pubescent dreams, but being 11 years old, I don’t think we did anything more than kiss. A lot. While he was wearing a baseball uniform. For some reason, baseball uniforms no longer hold the same appeal for me.

When I was younger, I was so obsessed with the show “Big Wolf on Campus” that I would have incredibly vivid dreams about being Tommy Dawkins’ (Brandon Quinn’s) girlfriend. I would hold his hand, even when he turned into a werewolf! …I hated his girlfriend in the show, he could do so much better. He could have had me.

Around the time the first Scream came out, I was in my most awkward/pimply/sweaty/expander braces phase in middle school. Many a Friday night was spent having my dad drive me to blockbuster and then watching all the movies I rented alone. Movies I read about in the Entertainment Weekly I read every week and the Premier Magazine I finished cover to cover. Movies like The Spanish Prisoner. So suffice it to say, when I saw the movie-nerd Randy for the first time in Scream he walked straight off the screen and into my dreams. The time spent dreaming about it convinced me both in sleeping and in waking life he would love me if he only met me. In retrospect, it's probably better we never dated in IRL. Jamie Kennedy, WOOF.