Awww, You Gonna Cry?

I almost said from Techno's POV since he is taller, but I fear that he might lose his ankle if he made fun of that >.<

Dusty Path

Written for the dreamnblade christmas event @alterdnbweek is holding this year.

Day 5 Prompts: Pillow Fight; Drunken Confessions

Sorry this one's late, I had a long day yesterday, but I am planning on posting day 6 today as well, so keep an eye out for that!

For context, I have this very specific Superhero AU I haven't written anything for yet that this one is taking place in. You don't need to know anything other than Dream is a professional hero backed by the government, Techno owns a bookstore, and they only know each other through Dream's civilian life.

Fair warning, this one does have a discussion about alcohol abuse that's leaning towards alcoholism. It's at the end, so if you want to skip that, just jump past the last line break (-----_____) to the end (**~~~~~~~).

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Dream loves getting to come to Hypixal. The reasons usually suck given it's either a public appearance or a villain the local heroes aren't able to deal with for one reason or another, but he still loves it. Because when all of that is done, he gets to slip away from his handlers, take off his hero identity, and disappear into the life of the city without anyone watching him.

He can do whatever he wants. Buy random knickknacks, have whatever kind of food he wants, see the shows that are in the city, drink however much he wants, stay up as long as he cares to, and meet new people.

That's how he met Techno. Pretty, sharp witted, kind Techno who took pity on the random person obviously lost in the big city.

His phone vibrates in his hand as he presses further under the awning, a big grin on his face as he reads the message.

T: really made a choice today, huh.

T: stay there. i have an umbrella, idiot

Me: wow. not all us prepare everything. really feel the love, techie

T: or i could call the cops

Me: sorry sorry ill behave promise

T: sus

Dream giggles, burying his face in the scarf wrapped around the bottom of his face. He holds the phone closer to his chest as he waits for another message to pop up, poking at the keys as he tries to figure out if he should send another message.

His feet are a bit cold, a bit wet and make a squishing sound as he shifts in place. It's probably because of, of the rain but that's why he texted Techno. Techno would know where he can go or come and get him. Which he's doing!

It takes a few minutes for his phone to buzz again, this time displaying a picture of himself staring across the street only showing his right side. He frowns, slowly turns his head and smiling brightly as soon as he spots Techno holding an umbrella over himself and giving a brief wave.

Dream runs over, not caring about the pouring rain as he latches onto Techno's arm. He wants to spin them around, tug Techno down the roads as they just run, but Techno's impossible to move.

"You look like a drowned rat," Techno sighs as he lifts the side of his coat to wrap around Dream. It's warm and he presses close, forgetting about the idea to run around.

"I'm a pretty drowned rat," he says into Techno's shoulder. He's always so warm and he can't help the shiver that runs through him. "Didin' realize it would rain."

"It's rainy season," Techno sighs. "Always expect rain even if everything is saying you'll be good."

He hums, eyes drifting close as he soaks in the warmth of the body pressed against him. His stomach turns, gurgles- "I want soup."

Techno huffs, shoving his head lightly, "Okay. Come on."

Dream laughs, clings tighter to Techno's arm as they walk down the side walk. He points out all of the interesting things and cool colors he sees the entire walk back to Techno's place, only stopping as they reach his door and head inside.

"I'm going to get you something to change into," Techno says, kicking his shoes off. "Wait in the bathroom and don't touch anything."

Dream hums, wandering through the place. There's a lot of interesting things he can look at here, but he doesn't get far before Techno is tugging him to the bathroom. He blinks at the room. Confused as to how he got here, but moving on as his eye catches what he's pretty sure is a new washcloth. It has little pigs embroidered on it!

A sigh drags his attention away from the towel to see Techno standing in the doorway, "Here. Put these on."

It's clothes. Clearly Techno's and he drops the cloth to snag them up. They're all soft. Nice on his hands and he wants to stay there clinging to them. He always wants to touch Techno - hold hands, linked arms, leaning against him, hugs - but it's not something Techno likes. This is a nice alternative.

Only, Techno steps in, nudging him to actually change his clothes. (Wow. They were really cold. Getting them off is nice.)

They're big on him, covering his hands and feet as Techno guides him out and pushes him toward the couch. It has a clear view of the kitchen where he heads to, grabbing something from the fridge and messing with the stove.

Dream grabs a pillow, happy to watch Techno moving around. His hair sways lovingly as he moves and most of his focus is on that.

Techno comes back, a bowl in hand and he blinks down at it as it's pressed into his hands.

"You asked for soup" he did? oh, right, he did "I'll get a movie started if you eat."

He perks up. Techno always has the best movies on hand.

The soup is tasty. Warm and filling and he didn't realize he was so hungry. The movie is starting in the background, but he's more focused on trying to finish the bowl. It's getting strangely hard to keep his eyes open.

Fingers are running through his head, scratching at his scalp. The bowl is gently tugged from his hands as he leans forward. There's a nice warmth in front of him, curling around him as sound fills the air low enough he doesn't bother fighting the desire to stay where he is.

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Techno sighs, setting the bowl on the side table as he feel Dream fall completely asleep. He tugs the throw down from the back to wrap around him and shifting him around to actually be laying down. He doesn't want Dream to wake up with a sore back.

The smell of alcohol is fainter, at least. Most of it must have been clinging to his clothes currently laying in Techno's bathroom to take care of later.

He stays where he is on the couch. Debating what he's going to bring up in the morning. His main concern is that this is the seventh time in three weeks he's gotten a text from Dream asking to be picked up because he's lost only to find him clearly tipsy if not drunk.

It's getting worrying and he's pretty close to asking Niki to step in. The only reason he hasn't is because he has no way of knowing if this is typical for the other days or it's just the ones he has off.

The other thing is the mumbled 'love you' he just heard. Which is not something he was at all prepared to have dumped on him. Currently he hopes that Dream just doesn't remember it and he can ignore it.

He winces slightly as Chat almost screams in his head as they start arguing. "Fine, fine," he mutters, glancing down to check on Dream. Still asleep and breathing fine. "Just let me know if you come to an agreement."

It does nothing to calm them down, but a few manage to shout loud suggestions for the actual concerning topic he makes sure to memorize. He wants as much help as he can get for this.

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AU Notes:

dream is a hero as mentioned, as is most of his family and friends. literally the only person he is close to that isn’t involved with the hero. business is techno.

the syndicate is a thing here. they’re labeled a villain group since they refuse to work with any government. it’s only four of them - techno, niki, phil, and ranboo - plus a few of their close relations - ie kristen.

niki owns a bar and has a pretty extensive network through other bars and liquor stores so if it came to it, techno was going to ask her to black list dream from buying anything.

So this is an AU I’m interested in writing more in just like day 1. I do hope you enjoyed this snippet into the world though! 😊

Rivals Duo Prompt Week

Day 7 : Springtime Revival / Healing

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.

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REVIVAL BOOK DISEASE (excessive bone growth)

Warning for body horror (I think? No drawings just writing

The rest is under cut

(These are all in stages, the more you use it the more you progress, there’s not exact amount to break through the next stage, all just depends on the strength of the user)

Stage 1: starts with slight headaches, not too bad but still noticeable, there’s usually a specific spot where all the pain hurts the most, this is where the horn/s will come out

You may start to lose weight too, may be from all the fats turning into energy, and then magic

Y’know, from reviving

Stage 2: you start feeling lighter, this turns out to be your bones thinning and bone marrow disappearing (who knows where? (you’ll find out soon) Dream only figure out stage 2 when Quackity cuts off his leg)

You will feel very wobbly! Your bones are still adjusting to how light you feel (must’ve hurt putting on that armour, did holding the axe feel like it was going to rip your arm off from the weight?)

Stage 3: you start to feel a swelling headache, no longer a slight one, it’s so painful some flashes will make you lose your vision, but don’t worry, there’s still a chance to go back (your only chance out)

Stage 4: The point of no return is when your head starts to swell, for dreams case, this was the middle of the forehead, many with think they somehow hit their head and forgot, Dreams too smart for that, he figured it out pretty quickly

Final stage: For a while you’re skin will adjust, then, it’ll stretch, and stretch, and stretch, until about one inch protrudes from you skull, then it wants out quicker, it’ll grow quicker, your skin with start to grow irradiated and red, you’ll want to rip your skin out, the horn will do that one itself

Now the horn is different depending on your species, if you already have horns, great! You skipped a bunch of the steps, you will feel very unbalanced from the weight, like a drunk! Or you’ll want to drink to stave off the pain.

The bone growth doesn’t look smooth, it looks jagged like a tree branch, nearly willing to split off into parts, maybe it will.

What I’m trying to say is that it looks unnatural, but running from the natural cycle of death is also unnatural too no?

This doesn’t mean unicorns aren’t real, they very much are, maybe Dream was one, or could’ve been one (he was a baby in godly terms, horns wouldn’t have grown for a while) XD is, maybe if he practiced safer magic he could’ve had a smooth one, one that could’ve been shown off,

But no, he’s stuck with this disgusting abnormality on his head now.

C!dream did nothing wrong he's just a silly guy who cares if he killed a stupid child deserved

Help me find a Fic, please!!!

Hey guys I'm having a trouble over here, I'm looking for a fics with Techno and Dream I don't remember if it was DNB or just Rivals but… here the plot:

It's Medieval AU (in a way), Dream is the dethroned King of the DSMP/Essempie, because Willburn and Tommy put the kingdom against him and then took the power for themself and their family (Techno and Phil).

When they arrest Dream he didn't fight back and let the revolutionaries take him away.

In this AU Techno go to Pandora to visit Dream for extra infos (if I remember correctly), here both Techno and Dream start developing a friendship with Techno be sure to keep good company to the only prisoner and make sure he eat. In all of this after some chapter we find out that Dream is immortal and the reincarnation of the God of Chaos.

As I said I don't remember if is DNB or Rivals Duo fic, any help is welcome 😊

I heard you were missing floating orb head dream

I’m crying he is small and huggable 😭😭😭

Thank you so much so love them ; ;

@davewallz pspspspsp

for art ideas- post prison drunz fluff?

Getting Dream's (now) long hair out of the way