Tumgik
#dream au
nashdoesstuff · 1 year
Text
Dream Tournament: Semifinal Poll 1
Tumblr media
987 notes · View notes
rilsus · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
An old drawing again ;"D
Its one of my favorites :3
445 notes · View notes
blackberreh-art · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
🌻A lover's tiff~ 🥀
174 notes · View notes
raccoon-crown · 3 months
Text
Just a Hot Cocoa cup...
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Whatcha got there?
A hot Cocoa cup
Sorry for the ugly resolution, but I somehow managed to have a space to draw this morning and the only thing that came to me was this meme doddle of @son1c dream AU, which I totally love!
87 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media
who are you really?
214 notes · View notes
galacii-gallery · 1 year
Text
Vote shattered and get his full shirtless picture. have fun.
Tumblr media Tumblr media
go forth simps for your burger king. there’s 6 hours left!
>>>Vote here<<<
259 notes · View notes
aerkame · 1 year
Text
Beautiful Dreamer
Inspired from the Kingdom Keepers series, something I keep coming back to year after year. And like the Alive AU, I will make this an AU as well to keep it separate from what could be canon mainly because we don't know enough about Welcome Home and I don't want anything to conflict with what is currently in it or what will come. As you'll probably see, I kind of see Wally as the victim here in a way, and while I do think Wally is the only puppet that's "alive" in Welcome Home, I'm going to add the other puppets in this because I feel like they need to be written more in fanfiction as well.
So, I present to you the Dream AU written for this Beautiful Dreamer series, please enjoy. PS: It's totally fine to request for the Dream AU like with the Alive one, I just made it for this fic specifically though.
Chapter I
__________________________________________________________
Drops of water softly kissed your felt skin as the rain kept pouring down. It seemed so real, unlike most dreams. This was different from the rest. You felt no lingering sensations of falling, floating, or hovering when you moved, just the ground beneath your 'feet'. Perhaps you were lucid dreaming once more? You closed your eyes trying to remember.
Every night it was the same dream that kept repeating itself, but with each night you felt like someone new when you slept. The first time you experienced this you saw yourself in the shoes of another, a leather blue mail carrier hat sat on your head, and your skin felt so soft and fuzzy, it felt so real. So uncanny.
The memory of the first occurrence faded as you felt the rain stop...dreams aren't supposed to have memories. This wasn't right.
"Well gee bud, you shouldn't be out here in the rain you know. You'll become a chili-dog in no time!"
You opened your eyes to look up. It hadn't stop raining, there was a giant plush looking blue dog with an umbrella standing just above you, a fever dream then. You don't recall being able to talk or hear anyone in dreams, or see anyone else in dreams this clearly.
"Huh?"
Your hand went to your mouth in shock. You spoke, you spoke so clearly and easily, and it wasn't a voice you recognized. Fear was beginning to nip at you, creeping into your sleepy conscious. This was too livid to be a dream.
The giant dog bent down a bit now frowning. "Eddie...are you okay there buddy? You're acting awfully strange today." A soft paw grasped your hand to help you up. Eddie? That's not your name, who...it clicked. You began to panic, feeling your...You couldn't feel a heartbeat, there was no heartbeat but you could feel yourself panic. You felt nothing. You jolted up onto your feet, scattering the soaked letters you didn't know you had next to you. This isn't your body, this isn't your-
"Ahh!"
The bed sheets flew across the room as you jumped from the bed, tripped, then fell to the floor with a loud 'thud'. "mph..."
You groaned getting up lazily, limbs still asleep and legs feeling like jelly. A dream. It was just another dream you assured yourself. That felt so real though. It was so...alive. These dreams were getting pretty intense, but just as you figured out it was a dream you'd wake up. This time was a bit different though, you were in someone else's body entirely. Or at least it felt like that. Should you see a doctor and get your brain checked out for a tumor, a concussion, or something? This was normal in dreams...right, maybe you were sick?
Taking in deep and shaky breaths, you tried to calm your racing heart and stop thinking so hard on it. You took your time feeling the cool wooden floorboards reminding yourself where you were, smelled the Earthy air from the rain last night, and felt your heartbeat slow to a calm pace. It's alright, it's okay. They're just dreams.
Slowly getting up, you made the bed before bee-lining to the bathroom, ready for the day to get started already. At least it was Saturday. You would rather not go to work after something so livid like that. Maybe you could go to the park later and skate for a bit to try and clear your head. Yeah that sounded good. And some nice tea from that tea shop next to the park. You bit into the toast slowly enjoying it, feeling the crunch and the softer textures with sweet honey butter spread across it.
By the time you were out the door with rollerblades hanging off your shoulders it was noon. The weather was perfect, most of the muddy puddles had dried, and the birds were singing happily. You heard the 'click' of the lock and finally left for the park, opting to just walk there since it was nice out.
You jogged a bit through the city until you saw the treeline of the park, only resting to get your skates on. There was quite a lot of people out now that the weather was calm, kids were having birthday parties, families visiting the playground with their kids, a few barbecues here and there, today is a good day. Checking that the skates were properly fitted, you pushed off from your right side, skating slowly until you got to a smoother path on the sidewalk. Once you felt comfortable, you sped up the pace until you could really feel the burn in your thighs.
___
The room was dark, as usual. Cold, lonely, and desolate as a broken dull voice sang throughout the house. "Beautiful Dreamer, wake unto me, Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee..." A soft creak here and there "Sounds of the rude world heard in the day, Lull'd by the moonlight have all passed away.." A loud bang of the door sounded, followed by creaks. Two half-lidded eyes with a broken smile beneath them looked up to the only source of light through the window.
"Beautiful dreamer-" Silence "What's that?" Another creak, a squeak, and a groan. The eyes widened as the smile grew wider into a lively face, one of hope.
"Beautiful dreamer, won't you come by?" Please, we're so lonely...
Bit of a side note: While it is going to be mostly Wally x reader, this will be Everyone x reader. Not like romance, more like bordering on it but still platonic? (Not sure how to explain, but I'm sure it'll be more clear the more I write. They all just adore you really.) This chapter was shorter than I thought it'd be but it's just the first one so far! And what was Home talking about? Why you of course! Or was it about Eddie acting weird today? Wait how did Home already know of your short visit through Eddie?
242 notes · View notes
nqmonarch · 13 days
Text
Dream AU
I have asks and dw I'm doing them, just had random brainrot so we posting this chicken scratch first
HSR but when you dream you enter their world and you're like wow!!! Sick dream! And they're like where the fuck did this random ass person come from?
Called dream AU cause you teleport there in your dreams, originally was going to be self aware but I think this works better.
Something about Aeons x Reader just got me in SHAMBLES.
Using he/him pronouns for Nanook
I'd like to imagine the first time you dream that you're in HSR you appear in front of an Aeon. Not just any Aeon but Nanook. As the Antimatter Legion launches its attack on the Herta Space Station, Nanook doesn't feel the need to pay much attention. Oh there was a person with a Stellaron in them, that was unique. Nanook didn't spare them more than a glance though, they'd be destroyed soon anyway.
Then, another interesting anomaly appears. Another human, in front of him, not even floating through the space but walking through it as if it was their own backyard. A nuisance, one deliberately far away from the rest of the anti matter legion. Had you tried to escape? It didn't matter. With a simple blink you would be gone.
Yet even as he felt destruction reach out to you, it had no effect, you remained perfectly unharmed albeit confused. Then your eyes landed on him, and excitement filled your face. Excitement? You moved faster, small legs carrying you toward Nanook. Humans were pitifully small, like insects only existing to infect the world. It was his duty to remove the world of them.
Yet with all the excitement you held and the care toward a being that had just tried to destroy you, it made him pause for a moment to ponder if he was to destroy you too. Even in your most miserable moments would you be able to shine as brightly? The thought didn't stay for long, after all everything in this universe was a mistake. The universe itself should've never have been created and everything in it was as putrid as the next, only choosing to hide behind rosy colors.
Nanook nonchalantly brushed his hand to the side, hitting you with it, yet the moment it touched you his hand was unable to move any further. His gaze lowered again, resting on you. You seemed entirely undisturbed and was still looking at him in awe and wonder. He doubted you were another Aeon, you had no presence at all-- but you weren't effected by his.
Eyes full of molten lava narrowed as they focused in on you. For once, lacking the intent to harm he moved his hand to push you slightly to the side. You moved, stumbling a bit. Nanook's heart leapt a beat.
Oh. Oh. Civilization only brought war with it, as everything within the universe was a mistake. But perhaps, this was the universe's sole purpose, this being was supposed to exist. The notion sickened him, it went against his entire core. The creation of the universe was a mistake thus it must all be destroyed, it never should've happened. Maybe, another universe was supposed to be created and you were from that. A being that shouldn't and couldn't be destroyed, this was the only possibility. An anomaly in the world of mistakes.
Nanook couldn't offer to protect you, all he knew was to destroy. But he had to say something. This universe still had to be destroyed to the point nothing remained and neither Terminus nor Oroboros would have claim to it. You had to leave, before the end tried to swallow you whole. As the one being that shouldn't be destroyed he had to stop it from happening to you. Yet as he looked back nothing remained.
...So it seems you weren't entirely powerless. That was good, but it would make it more difficult for Nanook. He had to find you again, he was already racing against time.
You woke up feeling unusually tired. Must've not gotten a good night's rest, you mused to yourself. Yet you'd had a sick dream! A smile rose to your face at the thought. You'd met Nanook, the sick ass dude from Honkai Star Rail! Man, the majesty of Aeons was still portrayed in your dreams Hoyoverse's design team did such a good job! You felt so small next to him, well you were, you were about the size of his hand.
That didn't matter now though, you had work/school to get to! Places to go, people to see, things to get done! You wanted to go back to sleep.
Unfortunately, you didn't go back to sleep but on the bright side you persevered through the day! So, dragging your limbs behind you, you headed back to bed hoping to get a more restful sleep.
When you woke up, you found yourself surrounded by snow. It surrounded you like a fluffy blanket and muffled the noise around you, even with the snow you could still hear the sound of yelling. Oh neat, another hyper realistic dream. For some reason you'd always known when your dreams were dreams and you tended to dream of whatever your newest fictional obsession was.
It was nice until it wasn't. You supposed that you must've spent too much time dreaming up the fictional characters to the point you forget their original personalities. They would tend to act weird as you continued dreaming about them, which would lead you to drop the series entirely. It'd happened an unfortunate amount of times.
Hopefully, something similar wouldn't happen this time. You enjoyed these kinds of dreams where you could just observe the beauty of fiction.
You pushed yourself up from the snow, feeling your hand and feet sink slightly in the snow from the pressure you applied. If this followed the same pattern as the last dream then you were at Jarilo-VI. But where were you? There wasn't any discernible structure around you, there weren't even any fragmentum monsters. It was just snow.
Well at least you weren't able to die in your dreams. You knew that one from experience, although the experience of getting set on fire wasn't exactly pleasant. Actually it was kind of traumatizing even though it was a dream.
That being said getting dream hypothermia didn't seem pleasant so you began to wander in hopes that you would soon come across something.
To be continued when I figure out which Jarilo-VI character I want to write.
46 notes · View notes
troolyart · 2 months
Text
Hello people who voted on that poll I posted, I have a finalized bust of my dream narrator. He is an alien in my ongoing dream series and he's very sweet and extremely powerful. He must have a name, but me and Stan just call him Narr (pronounced Nair).
Tumblr media
Some design elements I will hopefully draw more of:
He has four arms.
His height depends on him, but he prefers to be smaller than his collosal height for his species. Tends to stay from 9 feet to 15 feet tall for convenience.
He doesn't have glasses, just those pixel screens that he can command at will.
33 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media
HWIWJSISSBXINEUABWKSNS I LOVE HIS DESIGN AND THE FIC!!! (go check it out plssssss)
Au by @junipers-insects
48 notes · View notes
nashdoesstuff · 1 year
Text
Dream Tournament: Round 2, Poll 2
Tumblr media
850 notes · View notes
rilsus · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media
Art from few days ago, kinda hate it😭
229 notes · View notes
gamerbearmira · 1 month
Note
It’s dream anon from the ask a few days ago, it finally continued and I got to see the end!!!
I think the grandkids ages are the same as when I woke up last time so Mirabel & Antonio at 13, Camilo at 11, Luisa at 8, and Dolores & Isabela at 6. And except for Mira and Tonio the gifts are the same. Also as far as I can tell Bruno never left.
So the cracks still happen, and much earlier at that. All the adults were in denial that anything was wrong with the miracle, Alma more so than the others. Mirabel and Antonio were also aware of them, Casita had let them know. Dolores was suspicious since she could hear that something was up with Casita, but didn’t investigate farther when the twins told her there was nothing to worry about. And the other grandkids were completely unaware that something was wrong.
Mariano was the same age as in the movie, he looked the same at least. And often watched the younger Madrigals when Mirabel and Antonio were busy.
Dolores heard the cracks becoming even louder than they normally are, so she sneaked away from Mariano and her siblings back to Casita, coming face to face with her Abuela and cracks forming all over their home. Dolores questioned Alma on what was happening only to get yelled at. (Now from what I could tell Alma wasn’t the nicest, but she’s never screamed at anyone like this.) Now being a young child Dolores started to cry, Mirabel & Antonio could feel that something was happening because the red butterfly began to flutter around wildly.
They quickly made their way back to Casita, the other kids noticed and followed them. The Madrigal adults saw their kids running back to Casita and trailed after them.
(There was an argument between Alma, Mirabel & Antonio but I can’t remember what it was about.) Anyways Casita did end up collapsing, and while the adults made it out okay, the kids were still inside.
When the adults began to shift through the rubble it took around 30 minutes before they heard someone crying out for help. After lifting a few pieces off they found their kids. But Mirabel and Antonio had turned into statues made of stone, surrounding their siblings in a protective hold.
They were distraught and began to cry over the loss of the oldest grandchildren, ignoring the other kids for a moment while they were consumed by grief. After getting them out of Mirabel and Antonio’s arms, the immediate reaction was to yell at them. Those poor kid were already traumatized and the adults weren’t helping at all.
Instead of rebuilding Casita in her original spot, after clearing out all the rubble, the Madrigals made it like a final resting place for the statue of Mirabel and Antonio. (It was never shown where they lived otherwise, but I won’t question it.) Alma banned her remaining grandchildren from visiting their oldest siblings, saying that they didn’t deserve to be in their presence.
Even though they technically weren’t allowed to, the other grandchildren spent a lot of time with their petrified siblings. Reading, drawing, decorating them with their favorite things. But one day on the grandkids way to them, they were caught by Alma who began to yell at them. Soon enough the other Madrigals and some of the other villagers came out, just watching her do it.
Camilo, tired of listening to her, gathers up the younger ones and they all run to the statues, hiding behind them. The adults follow them there and Alma yelled at them that they need to get away from the statues. She said that it was their fault Mirabel and Antonio died, but the kids all refused. So she started to make her way over to pull them away by force, but before anyone can do anything else, a bright light shines in front of the kids.
Mirabel & Antonio are no longer statues, and are standing before their siblings. The kids immediately go to them crying with relief, hugging and hiding behind them.
The adults try to hug them as well but they are pushed back by a mysterious force. The twins are extremely angry, pointing out how they’ve been watching their family the entire time. And they’ve seen how the other children are being treated horribly. That they should be ashamed of themselves and aren’t to be trusted with kids any longer.
So they take their siblings and leave, I have no clue where they went since that’s where I woke up.
That ending was bittersweet, I’m happy the twins aren’t statues anymore, but what were the adults on? Like they really just blamed and yelled at a bunch of children😑
At least Mirabel and Antonio were freed and got their siblings. I hope that they’re living a happy life wherever they went.
Although one thing that confused me, is that no one ever aged. I know time passed since there were days and nights, but whatever I guess.
VERY BITTERSWEET WHAT DUH….
No but it’s interesting, I will say that. I mean being turned stone ,turning back and running away is INSANE. AND THE ADULTS. I mean they’re pieces of work 😭😭 like why aren’t you defending your kids. Hopefully they are a lot happier 🤭<\\\3
13 notes · View notes
zethsnex · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
Yes, I am a simp
(AU by @luciidkatt (I am sorry for all the @))
12 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media
commander fox based on a dream i had the other night 🦊
166 notes · View notes
galacii-gallery · 2 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Umbra & Nevaeh Been updating refs and I think I’m going to post these two first!
151 notes · View notes