There's Something To Be Said For C!Dream Actually Switching To C!Schlatt's Side For The Book. A Purely

beesssttt friiieeenndddss :)

all work is cancelled. everyone stay home and do nothing and lay in bed sooooooo cutely and watch tv shows and have no obligations and kiss together

Hello tumblr friends have some undercooked food

It is 4am i have to get up at 6 i am so sleep deprived. Anyway hi lovelies some time no see, have this crappy drunz doodle i might or (more likely) might not turn into something actually decent later

(Pookie made me do it this is very un-serious <3)

[part 1]

Dream stepped out of the lava his feet on the solid obsidian. The main cell was out of the question. If he wanted somewhere to sleep it wouldn't be fucking idiotville and it's resident mayor. He briefly considered one of the cells but that was too far away from his secret entrance to the prison. Plus those cells were cold.

He turned back to face the lava. It didn't matter if Sam could see him, he would just think Dream was watching him, toying with him. "DREAM! DREAM COME BACK" but he was loud. and annoying. He would continue to be loud and annoying for over a week if his own experience was anything to go by.

He had come to the prison for silence, to be alone with his thoughts and for the security only several layers of unbreakable obsidian could provide. No matter what color was between the bumps in the rock. He'd have to travel further in. If he remembers correctly there's another section of lava that should suit him just fine.

A short trip through the guards tunnel and he was standing next to another wall of lava surrounded by obsidian. If he closed his eyes it felt just like the cell. He laid down a blanket and tried to get comfortable but nothing is quite as grounding as prinkly obsidian. The usueless blanket is burned and he's curled up as close to the lava as is safe.

It's been a long time since he's slept as soundly as that.

Every so often disaster strikes the drestate, all the towers are hit with nuclear bombs and out of the rubble, just as the dust settles, someone rises, pats their pants and goes "I think Dream's an Alpha" and then someone from under the rubble will scream "That's BULLSHIT" And I find that beautiful

c!techno on nov. 16th

ugly lore sketch dump 

do u ever walk from a social interaction like damn. this is why i keep my mouth shut most of the time

One of my long time (lowkey projecting but it fits character) head canons is that he deals with bad insomnia by literally just exhausting himself to force sleep like running until he can't and collapsing under a random tree or something for some sleepy time since its already like soft confirmed that he rarely sleeps and when he does its not really anywhere in particular just out in the wild somewhere people dont go

(Also for added angst factor the burn in his chest would probably remind him of old times, besides he feels like the type that would find comfort in a painful constant over something unfamiliar)

headcanon: c!dream just falls asleep places. he's just the eepiest of little guys

nothing funnier to me than when AI does math wrong. like I get why it happens, it's a language model that's treating the numbers you feed it as words rather than integers and then giving you an answer based on how those words typically appear in a block of text instead of actually performing a calculation. but the one thing computers are genuinely incredible at. you fucked up a perfectly good calculator is what you did, look at it it's got hallucinations