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A year ago I would’ve laughed if at someone if they called a grown man a pet name

I was looking at a photo of Dream and went

‘Awww my baby boy’

EXCUSE ME??

Pulled directly from the discord 2 years ago and presented without context.

My c!dream design!!

I missed my Dsmp content a lot, kinda feel nostalgic so I draw one of my favs. I give him the magical hair alrigth.

Truth to be told that I really miss everything and everyone who were part of this game that even now I still rewatch some of my favorite vods, funny, inteligent and wholesome people.

¡¡Don't mention me the recent drama if you don't like what I draw or feel uncomfortable by it, be respectfull and ignore this post!!

My c!dream design!!

I missed my Dsmp content a lot, kinda feel nostalgic so I draw one of my favs. I give him the magical hair alrigth.

Truth to be told that I really miss everything and everyone who were part of this game that even now I still rewatch some of my favorite vods, funny, inteligent and wholesome people.

¡¡Don't mention me the recent drama if you don't like what I draw or feel uncomfortable by it, be respectfull and ignore this post!!

quick little fanart for the "Face Me and Scream" fic by franticdesert on ao3

I drew Dream as C.irce

White haired ver below

Anything and everything, both in they way I think he can be any hybrid and in the way he can be all, like a inhuman/chimera

Maybe one that poses as a human too, but there are still tiny features that aren’t human, or animal

Debate!

c!Dream in the arctic

full pic under cut

c!Dream in the arctic

full pic under cut

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Not everyone is prepared for new pets...

...he hasn't felt safe enough to sleep recently

Big boy on a big mission!!! He's off to see the missus

No Dream your weird dog can't sleep on the bed.

Cursed creatures doodle page

What are all the lessons in Itwall?

:) well you see...

itwall is just a conversation between cdream's doubts and the universe. in order to convince him to stay in the arctic, i knew i'd have to appeal to dream's sense of logic and convince him that it was his most reasonable option, so i designed the plotline like an argument that would dispel his anxieties about staying. the argument goes something like this:

techno & philza: we want you to be safe. (but does safety mean being trapped?) phil: no, you are never trapped. but we should be prepared. if you're in danger, hide and let us fight. (i don't want them to fight for me. when i'm in danger, i'll run.) circumstance: you will run into the forest and get frostbite. techno and philza will need to save you. (fine. when i'm in danger, i'll hide.) circumstance: hiding works. (but i don't want to be a burden.) techno & philza: we love you, and you aren't a burden. (okay, but i can't trust them to tell me if i'm being a bother. they wouldn't tell me.) kristin: i know my husband, and you aren't bothering him. (but i need to fix the server) kristin: no, you don't. (but sapnap will listen to me if i try hard enough) sapnap: i won't. and ultimately that's where the title comes from. dream has a series of lessons to learn that all teach him the value of staying in the place where he feels most at peace, where people will care for him, and where he isn't a burden.

@rat-rosemary

Hi sorry I lost the ask because i wanted to fix something

“I love faceless dream! Like where it is a void behind his mask” (it went something like that)

Couldn't decide if I wanted prison dream or normal so get both lol

As always send me how you see cdreams design and I'll draw it (eventually)

Now I wanna draw dream as circe

HOLY SHITTTTTT

I saw a crazyyyy edit and it got me chilling all afternoon, kinda miss drawing him too

The edit song was "There are other ways"

@nekioe

Hhhhh long haired dream my beloved

Comment or put in my asks how you interpret dreams design and I’ll draw it! (Eventually)

Being a devout of Dream is very fun for most of the server because he does not give a singular fuck. He's a fucking animal, he doesn't have time to deal with all this human stuff.

Sure, that means that there is no expectation for them to act or pray in a specific way, which is very nice, but also.

When Fundy came out to him Dream told him to "just frog it up" until his body felt right. Two days later Fundy can say that growing a dick is very weird.

It had been a habit during Manberg and New Lmanburg. For all his faults, Dream was reliable when Tubbo needed him to show up

So when an emergency appeared, like a sinkhole opening by their crop patches or a sudden flood licking at the floors of the city, Tubbo would set up a spell by his shrine and pray.

It was a simple thing, not much more then a circle of salt and a candle, but Dream would be there in five minutes no matter what. Even after Tubbo called him over a few times to help practice his speeches.

Those times almost feel like a past life now. But still, after Tubbo had talked himself in circles for hours trying to think of a response to Jack's many needless complaints, when it was time to leave a new bowl of fish jerky on the shrine he found himself looking for a candle.

There's something almost embarrassing as he stops in the middle of the hallway, a box of matches already in his hands. Dream had been a comfort, sure, but he was also Dream. Yes, he was the God Tubbo prayed to, whatever, but him being Dream was always more important.

More then that, would he even come? It had been a month since the prison break, and no one had seen even a trace of him.

On the darkest nights, the one where Tubbo would not let Tommy walk out the door, he admitted that he was expecting Dream to abandon them. To sink back in the wild and snap the threads connecting them to him and to leave them fully human as they were born, yet somehow less who they were.

Tubbo sighed, hopping and switching his weight from one hoof to another before finally deciding to say fuck it.

Ranboo was staying in the arctic commune today, and Michael had been asleeo in bed for hours already. When would there be any chance as perfect as this to do something stupid?

He put the plate on the small shrine by the window, placing the candle on the floor in front of it and making a circle of salt around it.

He lit the candle, giving a prayer that was too well done for how much time it had been, and sighed as the candle goes out by itself as he finished the words. Dream probably was not going to-

"WHAT IS GOING ON?!"

Tubbo screamed, his limbs locking in place and barely allowing him to see his front door slammed open, Dream standing there with wide eyes, completly nude except for the fur thrown over his shoulders and dripping water onto his floorboards.

"wha-"

"WHY DID YOU OF ALL PEOPLE CALL ME ARE YOU FUCKING DYING??"

Ranboo couldn't breathe. He had fallen into a spiral for seemingly no reason, and now he couldn't get any oxygen in, no matter how hard he tired to follow the square breathing technique Techno had shown him.

Ranboo

"No no no please I can't I cant-"

The walls were closing around him, obsidian burying him alive-

Ranboo listen

Old wounds opening once more, all alone but it felt like he was back in New Lmanburg, screaming and accusations of things he doesn't remember doing-

"I swear I tried so hard I didn't mean it please-"

RANBOO

The next gasping breath he took felt like it was ripped out of him, tears of relief as his form was changed against his will, the shift enough to snap him out of the spiral, like shoving your hands in ice.

Ranboo slumped into the floor, his new wings covering him, soft and fluffy and grounding.

Ranboo

No nevermind, back to panic time. Because that was Dream's voice and Dream was supposed to be in prison and no one was supposed to know about the panic room-

But the room was empty.

"Dream?"

Ranboo called out, his voice rough, cracking embarrassingly

Yes?

"I- Where are you?"

He leaned against a wall,pushing himself up into shaky legs

I'm right here

Dream's voice cooed back, sounding completely directionless. There was something about it that made Ranboo's shoulders loosen, and he feels a bit guilty about it. Dream might be their God, but he's also Dream.

"Here where? Y-You're supposed to be in prison."

Ranboo turned around, covering himself with his wings as he searched the small room. There isn't much to it, there shouldn't be anywhere for Dream to hide in, yet he can't find him. He doesn't even have a couch in here!

I am in prison.

"What? Then. Oh void I have actually gone insane"

A chuckle sounded on his head, and Ranboo felt like something had nudged his mind, a pyscic equivalent of a cat bumping it's head against his forehead.

No, I'm in your head. Don't have another panic attack.

"Wha- How? Why?"

He keeps spinning around, scouring the room. Somehow he would be more relieved if he found Dream now.

You were praying

Dream starts, pausing awkwardly for a moment

Very very loudly

"No I wasn't! I was-"

Panicking. How do you think animals pray to me Ranboo?

"Oh."

Yeah

They fall into silence and Ranboo sits down again, still shaky and unsteady.

It does feel better to not be alone tho. To have the quiet reassurance of someone else with him, even if it's Dream and even if he's not really here.

So... what happen?

"It was... nothing."

It didn't feel like nothing. Ranboo you have no clue how loud you were.

Ranboo squeezed his eyes closed, hiding his face in his hands. Void, this was his personal hell.

"I guess," he hesitated, fluffing up his wings and curling up further under them as he hid his face in his knees, "I've been overwhelmed lately I think? Which is stupid because all the wars are over because- uh."

Because I'm in prison?

"Yes! Or at least they were supposed to be. But everyone is so tense and there's all these politics and ugh! It's supposed to be better now! But it's so scary all the time"

That sucks buddy

Dream's voice had a tilt of dry humor and bitterness that Ranboo didn't really get

I don't know, go take a swim about it? Get away from all this shit?

"I can't swim Dream, I'm an enderman hybrid!"

Of course you can, just-

And then Ranboo was falling over, barely catching himself before he face planted the cold obsidian as his wings and legs dissappear, being replaced with a tail.

"...I'm a seal."

Laughter rang in his head once more, and Dream let go of his form, the tail staying just a few seconds more before splitting back into his normal legs

You're a seal

"And I can just. Do that. And jump into the ocean. And get no burns"

Yes, why would you?

"Well, because I'm an enderman-"

You are. Until you're a seal. And then you're not.

"Oh."

All the response Ranboo got was a small wave of fondness and the mental equivalent of an eye roll. He stood once more, leaning against a wall as he made his way out of the panic room.

From there he walked straight to the ocean, feeling a sticky mix of terror and wonder as he reached the shore.

Dream had left him when he left the panic room, but he once more reached for the god, shaking as he reached the waves bobbing gently against the ice.

With a leap of faith Ranboo jumped in, squeezing his eyes shut as he sank.

Swim

And Ranboo did, opening his eyes and sliding across the water, kept warm by the fur scattered across him. His skin did not burn.

On that note, there's a lot of angst in Phil's attempts of reviving Wilbur, specially if he ever confronts Dream about it.

Dream has Wilbur's soul. He can feel it leaning against his heart. (It feels weird please stop doing it). He will not let go of it, not until Wilbur starts scratching to get out. Wilbur has chosen this, this faith this life and this after life, and Dream will not let Phil take his choices away from him, even in his death.

Rip peak dsmp era, you would’ve loved animating/editing dsmp to Epic songs

Happy new year!!! From me who has finally returned from outstation! I rushed this just in time for the new year in my timezone haha!

To all who celebrate, I hope you guys have a great time! Rest well and may your year be fruitful. To another year, be it good or bad, I am glad we are here.

ok AND i needed a good pvper. what of it

I think we as a fandom should compile a list of cultural phenomenons Dream has created

I’ll go first:

The speed run music

Normal pills

Magnet meme

Door PVP

Funneling Strategy (Dodgebolt)

Apparently I badly want to go on my “stop making fun of plague doctors, they were ahead of their time and doing the best they could with the primitive equipment they had available” rant.

hi it's me again your local provider of drunz sketches every 1-2 years, give or take

this was not part of the plan dream >:/

DOLLS KILL

C!Dream with decapitation scars hc (rivals duo as well)

c!Tommy cut off his head with an axe before he was put in prison. c!Q definitely considered it but realized it would cause issues, so he did stuff like slit Dream’s throat as deep as he could. I’d imagine Dream has one large ugly scar around his neck, straight in the middle and then a bunch of smaller more delicate looking ones on different parts of his neck/upper chest. Q isn’t out for blood, he’s out for revenge. He knows that dull blades make for ugly cuts, so sharp knives in his bag it is. Dream is broken enough from the torture but the bloodloss from those makes him sob. For Q it’s no longer about the book. The book is Dream’s and Q has decided to go after Dream’s very soul in order to get the damn book. So Dream is rescued by c!Techno with a huge scar around his neck that c!Phil assumed was from the prison. The smaller ones Techno notices while they were in prison together. Techno doesn’t say a word about those ones to anyone, but he definitely knows it was Q’s doing. So Techno finds Dream turtlenecks and neck warmers to cover them. Dream deserves some dignity afterall, Q couldn’t take that from him.