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Headcanon that cTechno loves being pampered like a showdog and lets both cDream and cPhil dress him up bc he’s pretty

omg yes. certified horseboy dream braiding his mane. phil with clothes from all different centuries and cultures.

Awww, you gonna cry?

handmade warmth

for the @sixteenth-day-event

The cold made Dream’s leg hurt. He rubbed a hand over his residual limb, massaging the scarred flesh and the muscle remained. It was a phantom pain and it annoyed him, that unwanted reminder of what had happened in the prison. He had told Techno that if it was in his mind then he should be able to control it and Techno hadn’t laughed but had given him an oddly tight smile and said he wasn’t sure it worked like that. Leaning forward, Dream held his hands out to the fire. It was low now, as the evening had dragged into night, and that was letting in the chill that caused the aching in his joints.

He thought about calling for Techno, who had disappeared upstairs for something he promised was important, to add another log. He could do it himself on a good day but he was tired and the muscle spasm in his leg when he had moved still hadn’t faded. Some rational part of his mind said it had been barely over a month since he had escaped the prison and it made sense he wasn’t up to much yet. Dream had been studiously ignoring it.

The metal poker was just within reach if Dream tipped the chair over just a little.

“If you fall, I am gonna laugh at you,” came Techno’s voice from behind him.

The chair dropped back to floor with a thud and Dream turned around with the best scowl he could manage, cheeks red and hot.

“I’m not—Shut up, Techno, you’re—you’re the one who left me here for, like, three hours,” said Dream, eyes flicking to the window as he tried to judge how much time had passed. The snow outside, tinted purple by the beacons, made it difficult.

“Bruh, it was not three hours.”

Dream rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, sinking into the chair.

“It felt like three hours.” Dream glanced down. “What’s that?”

The ‘that’ in question was a large package that was tucked under Techno’s arm. It was wrapped in paper decorated with snowflakes and holly and it was lumpy. The bow that had been carefully tied around it was crushed a little. Techno held it out and patted one hand against it.

“It’s a present, Dream,” he said, crossing the room to stand in front of Dream. He set in his lap. “Merry Christmas, man.”

Blinking a couple times, Dream ran his hand over the package and then frowned.

“It’s not even Christmas.”

Techno glanced at the fireplace then reached for a log. He carefully placed it on top, the flames licking at his fingers, and if it burnt, he didn’t seem to notice. Pulling his rocking chair a little bit forward, he sat.

“Eh, it’s Christmas Eve. Close enough.” Techno shrugged. “Beside, that’s as much for me as it is for you. Go on, open it, man.”

In the fireplace, the flames licked up the new log. Dream’s frown deepened. There were half a dozen protests he could make – that Christmas Eve still wasn’t Christmas, that he hadn’t gotten anything for Techno – but he began to carefully tear open the paper.

“Whatever,” he muttered. The embarrassed blush was still on his face.

Once the paper was removed, it took Dream a moment to figure out what it was. He ran his fingers over the soft fabric, a patchwork of different patterns and colors. Flowers and swirls and geometric shapes. Greens and blues and spots of reds. Dream unfolded the quilt partially. The back was three large blocks of fabric, all shades of dark navy that reminded Dream of the night sky in the arctic. He looked up. Techno was watching with a satisfied expression, mouth curved into a smile, tusks glinting in the firelight.

“What d’you think? Now you can finally stop hoggin’ my blanket,” said Techno.

Dream pulled the quilt further into his lap, letting it spill down across his legs. It was thicker than he had first realized. The weight on his lap was surprisingly comforting. It was warm. The mismatch of colors was pretty and Dream knew it’d be prettier once it was spread out. He loved it.

He said, “Heh. Hogging.”

In the chair across from him, Techno groaned and slapped a hand to his face in an over-exaggerated manner that was mostly to hide the grin. He got to his feet.

“Alright, that’s it. I’m takin’ it back, you’re outta here.”

Those words would’ve once caused a flutter of panic in Dream’s chest, would’ve birthed a snarky comment about wanting to leave, but Techno didn’t mean it. He knew that. Dream tugged the quilt up to his chest.

“No, fuck off, Techno. You made it for me, it’s mine.”

Laughing, Techno bent and tucked the blanket up around Dream’s shoulders.

“Yeah, you got me there, man,” he said. “I’m guessin’ you like it, then.”

The phantom pain had subsided. Dream shifted in the chair and rubbed his chin against the soft fabric of the quilt. A smile slowly worked its way across his face.

“Yeah.” A beat. “Thanks, Techno.”

UNICORN DREAMMM RAAAAA try it ? For idea? :]

They thought if they cut off his horn he’d no longer be able to use magic

They were wrong :)

this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*

I've been thinking of cdream laying across ctechno's chest and completly and efficently inmovilizing him for hours bc ctechno doesnt have the heart to wake him up. What's worse it's that once cdream leaves, cphil comes and does the same, basically leaving him stuck for other three hours more.

Ctechno is the biggest of the three but even he has a weakness when his parthers just sleep close to him like he's not heartless to make them move yk he's a dog/wolf owner he knows how rules go

he ain't make the rules /shrug

can't get up if there's a cutie sleeping on you. whether it's a dog, cat, human, human-adjacent., etc.

Another batch of doodles I made during exams!!! Woopieee

Was trying to explore drawing their silhouettes n stuff and it ended up looking like a mugshot so haha get jailed idiots

Human-ish? c!Techno🫶

Tried designing armour inspired by Pandora's vault not sure yet if I'm gonna continue this as c!Dream or change it to c!Sam

Btw!!! Feel free to send some doodle req on my inbox :> It would probably be a nice way to get back into drawing this summer

I’m a big fan of big/tall cTechno and cPhil coming off as bigger than he is bc of the huge wings on his back - so cDream who is above average for humans constantly feels at least a little dwarfed by them

BRO YEAAAAAA the other day i was reflecting on the love he has for techno/phil, who are both bigger than him (or feel bigger because of their surface area, like phil) and sam, who is also bigger than him (in my mind anyway) VS the love he feels for cgeorge (tinyboy). i'm a dirty multishipper but i think a lot about how different loves feel unique. how he'd feel in their arms.

cDream after pandora gaining weight slowly but surely. He loves touching cTechza’s chests and tummies, wrapping his arms around them from behind or nuzzling up to them to bury his face in their softness, running his hands down their soft bodies and adoring them so much it aches. They are so beautiful, softened from retirement but strong nonetheless and he wishes he could look like them both, hopes that one day he will

i'd be pretty surprised if dream managed to gain back significant weight.... gaining weight on purpose can be So uncomfortable and So hard, both mentally and physically. every body is different of course, i just think this would likely be an ongoing issue for him. we'd be looking at least a decade of very hard work.

i think cdream would be at a huge risk for body dysmorphia. anytime that the body changes quickly, the mind might not keep up, and he didn't have access to a mirror for a whole year while he was undergoing those changes. the shock of trying to return to normal would be so hard.

i think he'd benefit from being around techno & philza throughout his struggle with his body. seeing them be so relaxed and confident in their bodies, even with any changes that came with their retirement. and still willing to have nasty sex. and still loving dream's body, no matter what. even if the weight came back a bit softer and squishier than the lean muscle dream is used to, they'd be happy he's gaining weight at all. being so skinny can be dangerous, especially in the arctic.