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Dreamswap All Staff(A part of the)
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It's been a long time since I drew a dreamswap 🐟
funny art on the theme " what would happen if Blue was a girl"
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BerryBlue (ship) week !!!!
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berryblue week
Day 3. 《Meet and cannibal》
(I wish I could do it in digital ;-; but I can't... also R.I.P. Aliza XD)
DS!Blue: @\onebizarrekai
Berry & MoonBerry: @berrytales
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Stowaway - Dream x Blue
Dreamswap Fanfic
Media: UTMV/UTAU - Dreamswap
Genres: Pirate AU, romance, slow burn? technically?, flirting, ambiguous ending/up for interpretation
Characters: Dream von Licht, Blue Lebeau, Ink (she/her), Finch, Champion, other characters who are vaguely mentioned, & extras
Pairing(s): Blue/Dream
CW/TW: Near death experience, intense storm, mentions of combat, drunkenness, sickness, and other piracy related things.
Other Notes: This fanfic was inspired by a drawing by @foxxism back in (checks watch) April! It took me a bit to complete it but better late then never right lol?
This is THE longest fic I have written and hoo boy did it take forever to finish. Reblogs are welcomed, even if you don’t read it all.
Word Count: 9050
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Dream walked across the length of his ship, The Radiance. The Radiance was a large, intimidating ship that he had liberated from a pirate captain. It was a dark, rich brown wood, accented with golden metal and two cherubs at the bow and the stern of the boat. It was huge, he could probably fit at least five more people onto it without feeling cramped. It was difficult to find sailors who were willing to go against both piracy and the navy, but those he did find were absolutely incredible. Dream was an ambitious man, and his eyes were set on a large battalion of ships, all under his order. Fighting for what was right. 
All the way from the bow to the stern, he walked, making sure everyone was in order. Finch was at the helm with Dream’s dog, Champion, keeping the crew on course. Ink was up in the crows nest, most likely doing not what she was supposed to be, but Dream couldn’t be too mad at her. He wouldn’t cast her out either, he was not a pirate. He would never abandon a crew member, despite how irascible they could be. Ink didn’t directly work under Dream, however. She was a bounty hunter that simply decided that she wanted to tag along with Dream and his group. Dream didn’t mind, she was incredible at tracking down and stopping those who went against the law. She was nice to have around, even with her apathetic and sarcastic personality.
Today was an odd day. Although, not as unusual when on the sea. Normally, he’d be the one driving the ship and Finch would be down in the berth, doing his best to read the many maps that Dream had collected over the years. Dream had yet to find a cartographer, or someone of the sort, to be on his ship and his map reading skills were…minimal. At best. But he and Finch worked with what they had and it hadn’t steered them wrong yet. 
The mental list he had for all the things he had to do before nighttime was long, and it was a miracle that he remembered to do it all. He had already completed a few of the things he had to do, which helped ease his anxiety a tad, since it lessened the load he had on his shoulders. For now, at least. He’d have to do it all again tomorrow, but that was the life of a captain and he accepted full responsibilities for it. He had made sure everything was in working order, sails were catching air, Champion was fed (he usually got the scraps of last night’s dinner for his morning meal), and everyone was where they were supposed to be. He also made sure to take a good look at every member of his crew for signs of sickness. Two people had already been sent to the infirmary on the ship for scurvy and were currently being treated. Dream mentally cursed himself, how could he let that happen?! Scurvy was treatable, and there was a likely chance that the members that got sick would survive, but Dream couldn’t believe he missed it.
Never again. Dream would make sure of it. 
He would never allow another member of his crew to get this sick again. Which is why he went around, taking a good look at everyone. He was looking for flushed cheeks, excessive sweating, signs of fatigue, anything that alluded to his crew being under the weather. Much to his relief, no one seemed sick, he couldn’t lose any more sailors. That allowed him to mentally check that box off. The next step was to check the cargo, to make sure he had enough food to make it to the next port without needing to make an emergency pitstop or catch fish. He had the means to do those things, but that took a lot more work, and sometimes they would have to go off course to do so. And without a good navigator, it was counterproductive to Dream’s mission and his goals.
He walked down into the hull of the ship, where everything was stored. It was dark down there, so he stopped at his quarters and grabbed a lamp before walking down. The hull of the ship was dark and cold, it was slightly moist and smelt of salt water. He walked down into the hull, holding the lantern in front of his face, his other hand resting on his sword, in case any animals decided to go on a joyride in the middle of the ocean.
Every crate was carefully examined by him. He made sure that all of the crates holding the gunpowder, cannonballs, and other tools used in weaponry were secure and tightly shut. Bad things would happen if they weren’t. He then checked the spare clothes and miscellaneous fabrics crates, making sure no rats or large infestations of bugs got in them. No point in keeping spare clothes if you had to beat bugs out of them. They were used in case of torn clothes from either working or combat, as well as a last resort to keep wounds closed. It had been opened, but he made sure to tightly shut it. He was certain that Ink was the one who snuck down here in the middle of the night to grab something. The guy was erratic like that. He then went over to where all of the medical supplies were. There wasn’t a lot of it, and that made Dream’s stomach drop.
Dream hoped that there were no pirates or navy on their path, as he wasn’t sure if he could patch everyone up if they lost. Dream shut it tight, making a mental note to buy more at the next stop. They wouldn’t have to make an emergency stop, not at the moment, so they could keep on their current course. He exhaled, feeling his eyelids droop. He shook his head and made another mental note to make himself some coffee. Assuming there was some left, he didn’t want to drink-
As the ship moved, the rum bottles shook in their crates, a reminder of what was drunk most on this ship. Dream exhaled as he walked over to it, swaying with the waves. There were about five crates, full of various sizes of containers with rum inside them. Rum was used for just about everything out here. Drinking, cleaning out wounds, you name it. Dream would never touch the stuff, unless necessary. His crew needed a leader, someone to follow. Not some drunkard captain.
He checked it, made sure it was secure, just as he did with the others. He was hesitant, a small voice in his head telling him to leave it loose. If it got loose then the glasses would break, and there wouldn’t be rum to drink. But he couldn’t do that, he wouldn’t impose his values on his crew. If they wanted to drink rum, then they could do that. The last thing he needed was a mutiny. 
One last set of crates then he was done. He did this biweekly, sometimes weekly if there had been more action than usual. Once he finished, he would be able to go back up top and keep the crew on track. Maybe even make himself and Finch a cup of coffee if everything seemed in order. He walked over to their food supply, taking extra care to check the crates containing their food. There was a variety of meat, fresh fruits, a couple of vegetables still left over, some herbs, it was fit for a lord. If a lord were on the sea, that is.
He rummaged through it, he knew Ink sometimes snuck midnight, sometimes midday, snacks. That was against what Dream had said before, but he knew Ink’s situation and, well, Dream couldn’t blame her for snacking. But…someone else must have been down here too. Too much was missing, entire meals worth. Ink would never have eaten that much, not on her own. Dream was certain that Ink wouldn’t share either. His lips pulled back into a snarl, something was on his ship that he did not allow. He made sure to thoroughly check and secure whatever he had left before going to find the thing that was staying on his ship.
Dream drew his sword, his fingers gripped onto the leather. He was quiet, keeping his breathing to a minimum to hear for any sort of sign. The hatch that led here was kept shut if no one was in it, so whatever was eating his food couldn’t have left. He stepped carefully, making sure the boards wouldn’t creak under his weight. His eyes flashed about the hull, desperately looking for movements in the dark. He cursed under his breath, watching his step as he moved around the edges of the hull. His eyes and ears were open, waiting, watching.
There was a sharp inhale that wasn’t his, clearly whatever was on board was holding its breath. What a clever animal. Dream lunged and the thing scrambled away from Dream and his sword. Dream chased it throughout the hull. He left his lamp on a crate, not needing it at the moment. He drew his cutlass from the other side of his belt, keeping his sword drawn as well. Right as the thing he was chasing went to make a sharp turn to his left, and he tossed his cutlass in that direction. The thing squealed, scrambling to get away. The cutlass had landed square into a crate, going through and smashing into a rum bottle that was on the inside. 
Then the boat rocked, sending him and the thing he was chasing starboard. What was going on up there?! He glanced at where the thing possibly was before making the decision to leave it be, for now, at least. Dream lepted to his feet and made his way over to his lanturn. He grabbed it and got back to the ladder with the hatch and climbed up. The moment he got atop the ladder his head was doused with sea water. He scrambled to his feet, slamming the hatch behind him and spitting up salt water. It dripped down his face, the salt forcing tears out of his eyes. He slicked his golden hair back, wiping the salt water out of his eyes.
The bright flash in the sky and the booming of thunder told Dream exactly what he needed to do.
“Furl the sails!” He shouted, his voice echoing and just going above the storm. Members of his crew who were previously stuck in their own fear were brought back and immediately got to work. Other members were already in action, tying down barrels, canons, and other things on the deck.
“Finch!” He shouted and despite him being unable to see Finch, he knew that he had been heard, “Get Champion and yourself into my office!”
Dream knew that he needed as many people alive as he could, and even though he knew Finch wanted and could help him, he needed everyone safe and accounted for. He could handle this himself. He didn’t need anyone else to factor in right now. Besides, he didn’t want to account for the scary possibility that someone could go overboard. If someone went overboard in a storm this bad, then they would be taken by the sea.
On a nearby tied down barrel there was some access rope slipped under the rope keeping it down. Dream grabbed it and ran across the ship, his free hand up and keeping rain and salt water out of his face. The wind was howling and he knew his voice wouldn’t be heard. There wasn’t any time to get everyone down below deck or to his quarters, the storm was getting worse and even he was having a hard time staying on two feet. There was a small group of people still on the deck, holding on to the ship for dear life. Dream planted his feet and leaned against the staircase leading to the helm. He worked quickly and efficiently, slicing the rope into five pieces. He couldn’t be heard, but one of the people knew what was being asked of them and took a piece of the rope and tied themselves down. Dream nodded, and the others followed.
The rope wasn’t the most comfortable thing, but as long as they were tied down to something that wouldn’t go flying off of the ship, then they would live. At least Dream hoped they would. Before he could even think about himself, a large wave hit the ship sending him barreling to the other side of the ship. He slammed against the thick, wooden railing that was on the sides of his ship, knocking the wind out of him. He struggled to stand, his body gasping for air. There was another strike of thunder and he saw the wave coming at him. There was no time to move, no time to react.
The ship lurched and he was plunged into the wave. It was dark and all he could feel was the water surrounding him and the lack of stability under his feet. He landed square on his back on the other end of the ship. His eyes flashed open and he gasped for air. His ears were full of water and his clothes were sticking to him. He flipped himself around, and attempted to stumble to his feet when the ship rocked again. This wave was bigger, stronger. There was no way he would stay on the ship. He was shoved under water again, his lungs flaring and desperate for air. He tried to cling to anything, but everything was wet and he couldn’t grab onto anything. His nails refused to stay gripped onto the floorboards and he went tumbling across the ship again.
This would be the end. There were worse ways to go, he supposed. But dying was not something he wanted, not yet. He had so many goals, ambitions that he had yet to complete. He wasn’t going to be taken so early into his life!
Dream tumbled down the ladder that led to the hull. His head was pounding and his ears were ringing. He had throbbing pains all over his body, he would certainly be bruised by tomorrow. He choked up water, almost throwing up what he had eaten earlier in the day.
The slamming of the hatch door got his attention, a quiet, panicked muttering was heard.
“Oh my god, what am I going to do, this is bad, oh my god-!” It continued as Dream staggered to his feet, holding his head as it continued to pound. It was a voice he didn’t recognize. Was…was this person the thing he was chasing not even an hour earlier? He turned around, his eyes trying to adjust to the pitch blackness that surrounded him. The person had a small lantern attached to their belt. The candle was small, and Dream was a little impressed that they had managed to light it at all. The flame was flickering and doing its best to stay alive. It wasn’t much but it was enough.
Dream drew his sword as the person was off the ladder, and they raised their arms up in defense, squeaking slightly, as they had done earlier.
“Oh goodness- Please! You don’t have to draw your sword! I assure you, I am no threat to you, or anyone on this ship really.”
“Why are you on my ship?” Dream hissed out, keeping his sword out and at the person’s neck. Or at least what Dream assumed to be their neck. That large scarf made it difficult to tell. Dream assumed it was navy blue, but in this darkness he couldn’t really tell.
“My name is Blue Lebeau, and I mean you and your crew no harm, truly! I happened to be at Mirstone when those nasty pirates arrived. As you know, they nearly burned down the whole place, until you and your crew arrived and stopped them! Which, might I add, was incredibly impressive, considering the size of your crew versus the pirates, that you managed to arrest and defeat all of them! Not to mention your own fighting prowess, Captain, I didn’t see much of it, unfortunately but you appeared to be unbothered and unscathed after the whole…altercation, it was absolutely breathtaking! You must’ve been fighting multiple people at once! Now I will admit I am not one for violence, despise it, actually, but even I can admit that is not something to gawk at and-”
“Will you get to the point?” Dream said sharply, taking a step towards Blue, sword at his neck.
“AH! Of course! My apologies Captain, I tend to ramble when I am nervous,” His laughter was shrill, his eyes not moving from the sword, “When the fires started,and I feel guilty to admit this, but I retreated to your ship for safety. I am not much of a fighter, so after I assisted the family I was working for out of the building, I simply ran to the first place that seemed safe. And that place happened to be your ship.”
Dream was suspicious, but he lowered his sword. He wasn’t putting it away just yet. He eyed Blue, the man seemed truthful enough. He took a deep breath, regaining his composure and posture. He kept his sword unsheathed but at his side. He opened his mouth to speak but the boat lurched again, Dream had almost forgotten about the storm. He and Blue were thrown to the side, and his side was slammed into the corner of a crate and he bit back a cry of pain.
Blue struggled to his feet, “How much longer do you think the storm will last?”
“I highly doubt this level of storming will last longer. It will most likely rain sporadically for the next couple of days, depending on how fast we are able to navigate out of it.”
“Oh! I believe I can assist with-”
Dream cut him off sharply, “I do not need assistance from a stowaway. You may not be a threat to me or my crew, but you are still on my boat, using up supplies that are not meant for you, and you are one extra liability that I now have to worry about. Even if I were to allow you to assist with navigating, I’m not even sure if I could trust you with that, considering you snuck onto my ship.”
Blue staggered back, holding his hands up. Dream took in a deep breath, “We will be dropping you off at the next port. You may stay on my ship until then.”
“I…appreciate you not throwing me overboard.”
“I would never harm an innocent person. I am not a pirate.”
“Of course you’re not! But if I may know, what exactly is it that you do, Captain?” He queried, sitting up on one of the crates. “I mean, you aren’t a navy officer, and your crew isn’t military, but you aren’t a pirate.”
“I wish to do good in this world. Pirates are menaces who need to be stopped, but I believe that the navy is doing it wrong. They aren’t assisting the people who have been harmed by piracy, and I believe that is the most important part when helping people. How can you say that you’ve assisted to stop piracy when there are people still suffering from the consequences from it? I am going against the navy because I feel they aren’t doing enough, and what they are doing is ineffective and wrong. And I believe that I am correct. When my crew and I encounter pirates on ports and stop them from doing harm, I have been told by locals that us aiding to mitigate the effects of piracy has been more helpful than whatever the navy is doing right now. I respect and understand the navy’s orders, but I dislike how they are doing about it all. I hope to expand my fleet, into dozens and dozens of ships, and have influence across the sea.”
Blue nodded, listening intently as Dream spoke. Dream leaned against a crate, sword slipped back into its sheath. Despite the aggressive rocking of the boat, Dream didn’t stop talking. He spoke more about his ambitions, long-term and short-term goals, and everything in between. He couldn’t remember the last time he was able to speak in detail about his aspirations. Blue seemed to be taking it all in.
“That sounds absolutely wondrous! I’m not the biggest fan of the navy either, and what you’ve described sounds like the perfect solution to the pirate problem! Why do this though? It seems like a large task to tackle for only one man.”
“An old…companion of mine became a pirate. A long while ago, probably a few years. We were both drafted into the navy and he deserted. Turned to piracy. I never knew his motivations, I doubt I’ll ever know, but I swore to myself that even though I disliked the navy as much as he did, I would never allow myself to go down that path.”
Blue gasped, holding his hands in front of his mouth, he lowered them slowly, face darkening, “I had a friend who deserted to piracy as well.” He twiddled his thumbs, “Not sure what became of her to be honest…I think of her sometimes.”
“I understand the feeling.”
Blue opened his mouth to speak but the shouting above deck interrupted him. The ship had stopped lurching from side to side, and the soft sound that was rain pounding on the outside of the ship had ceased. He didn’t know how long ago, but it was clear that someone, Finch most likely, deemed it safe to come out. They were probably looking for him.
“You should head up there!” Blue told him, going to his side. Blue was very close to him. “I bet they’re worried about you. You did almost get thrown overboard.”
“I- yes. They are probably worried.” Dream walked over to the ladder and climbed up it. He slammed open the hatch and crawled his way up, getting hit with the smell of the sea.
“Captain!” Finch shouted, helping him up and out of the hull. Dream thanked him before glancing back down into the hull. His crew were standing around, watching him intently. They were all in different mental and physical shapes. Some were soaking wet, clothes pressed against their bodies. Others were more dry, but definitely freaked out. Dream would have to up morale soon, and quickly. They all watched as he nodded to Blue to come up. Blue pointed at himself, completely taken aback at the fact that Dream wanted him up there with the rest of the crew.
“Come on.” Dream urged gently and Blue made his way up the ladder, shutting the hatch door shut as he arrived. The sun wasn’t exactly out, but despite the clouds, he could see Blue quite clearly. His guess had been right, the large scarf he wore was a navy blue, and it sat comfortable around his neck and shoulders. Blue was pale, and had rosy cheeks. He had light brown hair that wasn’t styled but still looked good anyway. He was a tad shorter than Dream, and was significantly skinnier. He had a black cloth wrapped around his left eye, and Dream assumed it was because he was missing it.
Dream had dealt with missing eyes before, and had even made Finch a false eye out of metal to replace his heavily damaged one. Perhaps Dream could do the same for Blue before dropping him off at the next port.
“This is Blue Lebeau.” Dream stated flatly, “He will be on board with us until we reach the next port.”
The crew murmured amongst themselves as Blue waved, smiling. “I will be in my quarters. Those who are soaked, please change into dry clothing. We will be having a warm dinner tonight. Finch, I trust you to make the preparations for that.”
The wind howled, but the storm clouds were far away, and the boat rocked gently. Dream glanced around, his heart racing slightly. Everyone was accounted for, he had counted about three times. But where was…
“Has anyone seen Ink?”
The glancing around and shrugging was not comforting. Dream felt his heart begin to pound. His mind whirling, but he kept his face straight. He couldn’t let his crew know he was worried, it would only elevate the situation. Before he could order his crew to stay where they are so he could look for Ink, Champion began barking at the crows nest. Dream walked over to him, petting in between his ears.
“Ink?” He called up. Champion barked again.
After a moment, a groan echoed from the top of the crows nest. A blonde head of hair got into Dream’s view, and relief rushed over him. He called Ink down, and within a few moments, Ink was down on the mast in moments, landing less than gracefully on the balls of her feet. Ink looked, tired? Dream guessed?
“What.”
“Are you alright, Ink?”
“Sure? Why wouldn’t I be?” Ink made sure to accent the statement with an eye roll.
“The storm?” Finch asked, coming over to the two of them, “The massive thunder storm that nearly killed all of us?!”
Ink stared at him and shrugged. Dream sighed but smiled at her anyway. “I am just glad that you are alive and safe, Ink.”
She just rolled her eyes and walked off, most likely to get away from the group of people and to get a bite to eat. She made her way over to the hull and did a brief double take a Blue, her lip curling up into a slight sneer. She opened the trapdoor to the hull and disappeared inside, dropping the trapdoor behind her.
Dream felt his body begin to grow tired. He was sore and cold and now he was starting to feel it. He waited for his crew to start moving before making his way over to his own quarters. He was followed by Champion who licked at his hands. He entered his quarters and collapsed on the ground. He could barely move, the storm and lack of sleep had started to catch up to him. Champion whined and attempted to lift his head from the pillow, licking his face. He chuckled and petted between his dog’s ears. He staggered to his feet and quickly changed out of his soaking clothes and hung them up in the corner of his room, making sure that water wouldn’t drip onto anything. He quickly got into his civvies and collapsed on his bed. It was around evening time, the storm must’ve lasted a few hours. He hadn’t fully slept in a week, and even though he still had duties to do, the adrenaline had worn off and his body hurt. He was so sore and even though he intended just to rest for a moment, the moment his head hit his pillow he passed out.
The sun shined down on his face and there was a pungent smell of coffee. Dream turned over and his face was bombarded with dog slobber. He was jolted awake and in his attempt to back away, Champion jumped onto him. Dream gently shoved Champion off of him, laughing quietly. He wiped the drool off of his face and stood up. He hurried into his clothes, he had wasted enough time as it did. He couldn’t believe that he had fallen asleep. In between clothing pieces, he took small sips of the coffee that was made for him. It was hot, freshly made, and burned his mouth. He had no time to waste.
The gears in his mind started turning, he needed to make sure that everything was running smoothly and that everyone was doing alright. He was sure that Finch was working on navigation. He opened the door and stepped outside. The water was flat and the sails seemed in decent condition. No one was at the wheel, but that was okay. Neither him nor Finch knew where they were. People seemed to be in decent condition, none of them seemed like they caught colds. He would have to double check with the small group that were cut out for the brunt of the storm, to make sure none of them had fevers.
Although that was not his biggest concern at the moment. While the health and safety of his crew was one of the most important things, knowing where they were was taking more of his concern. He wouldn’t call himself anxious about it, but he needed to figure out where they were and get them into a port as soon as possible. He made his way across the deck of the boat, finishing off his coffee. Champion’s attention had drifted and he was now rolling around in the sun. Ink was sitting on a barrel off to the side, staring off into space. She didn’t look hot or feverish, which was good. He would have to make sure later, but he suspected that she didn’t want to be bothered right now. He walked to the opposite side of the boat from his quarters and made his way into the navigation room, where he knew that Finch would be. As he approached the room, there was more than one voice coming from it.
The door was stuck for a brief moment, due to the humidity, but he got it open within a moment. When he entered the room, Finch was hunched over the desk, which had a variety of maps, a compass or two, and some other cartography equipment that Dream was not completely confident in using. He was also shocked to see Blue hunched over the table as well.
“What are you doing in here?” Dream asked, crossing his arms. He wasn’t going to get angry, not yet. He hadn’t told Finch that he didn’t want Blue assisting with navigation. Blue had been amical towards everyone, he would admit, but Dream couldn’t tell his motives. Was he simply playing nice to not be locked in the brig or tossed overboard? Although he seemed interested enough in Dream’s goals; Dream wasn’t sure that was enough to trust him just yet.
“He’s-”
“I’m assisting with navigation!” Blue said happily, wrapping one arm around Finch’s neck and pulling him into a half hug. 
“He’s uh, surprisingly good at it. We’ve managed to find out where we are, since Blue…read the stars? Last night?”
“The stars are one of the best ways to tell you where you are! Especially at sea.”
“You’ve been at sea before?” Dream asked skeptically, arms crossed.
“Mhm! I’ve been all over the place. I’ve attempted to settle down a couple of times, but ah..y'know, I can’t really get away!” Blue laughed and then got back to analyzing the map.
“Yeah, right, okay. And you know where we are?”
“Of course! Currently we are about a two days trip away from Lellin’s port! Finch told me that is where you are headed.”
“It is.”
The gears in his mind were turning at an incredible speed. Dream couldn’t help but be suspicious. Before he could properly gather his thoughts into a proper sentence, Blue started speaking again.
“I know you said not to assist with anything, and I know that you do not trust me, which is completely understandable! Might I add! But since you didn’t toss me into the open ocean, or into this ship's brig, have a little faith! I wouldn’t lead you astray. That would be stupid, and I try my best to not be.”
Dream watched his movements, and paid close attention to any inflection in Blue’s voice. There weren't any signs that he was lying. Dream thought for a moment longer. Blue seemed interested in what his goals were, he was very attentive in the hull when Dream was talking to him. Caution was important, especially on sea, but perhaps Dream was tiptoeing around an issue that didn’t exist.
Normally, Dream wouldn’t be so keen on inviting someone onto his ship, especially not having what is basically a stranger assist with something as important as navigating. However, he had been from port to port for almost a year now, and he hadn’t found someone with decent map reading and navigation experience. The only reason Dream lacked that sort of ability is because that was Nightmare’s area of expertise, but the bastard deserted to piracy and Dream started his own ambitions before he had the opportunity to learn. But the guy couldn’t lead a crew to save his life, and that was probably why he had a solid three people, including himself, on that ship of his.
If Blue took Dream and his crew to Lellin’s port, then maybe he would reconsider his original plan of leaving Blue at Lellin.
“Alright listen.” Blue looked at him attentively, much like he did when Dream was explaining his goals down in the hull, “I understand that you, since you snuck upon on my ship, most likely do not have anywhere else to go. I think it would be wrong to leave you in Lellin, especially without knowing anyone or without any currency.”
Blue tucked his hands underneath his chin, turning his head to the side ever so slightly. “If you are able to take us to Lellin, I am willing to allow you a spot on my ship. Assuming you want it, of course.”
“I would normally be all over that sort of thing, being with you and the rest of the crew would be fantastic! But, I am afraid I can’t accept your offer. It isn’t that I don’t believe in your goals or ambitions! It is that you work against pirates and I’m particularly…adverse to violence? Meaning that, I’m not very good with weapons nor do I have much battle knowledge! I am afraid that I would be very unhelpful. Although! I can take you to Lellin, and teach you some of the stuff I know!”
“Well, I suppose I can’t convince you otherwise.”
“Oh! Finch!” Blue turned from Dream to look at Finch who had just been standing there, “To get to Lellin, we need to start heading Northeast! It should be straight in that direction! I’m assuming you know how to use a compass?”
Finch glanced at Dream who gave him the go ahead to go captain the ship. Finch grabbed one of many compasses and exited the room, struggling to shut the door for a moment. The humidity was one of the worst things about being at sea. Normally that would be his job, but Blue had already pulled him aside to the table with maps sprawled all over it. Blue had nearly redecorated the room, with maps and books and other tools Dream had forgotten about. One of the biggest changes was the globe that was once catching dust in the door had been brought out.
“Okay! I’m assuming you have at least some knowledge on map reading, yes? I’d be very impressed that you’re still alive if you didn’t!”
Dream nodded. He was standing straight up with his arms folded across his chest. He wasn’t being aggressive towards Blue through his posture. Blue was hovering over the table, his body nearly at a ninety degree angle, elbows pressed down into the wood and his head resting in his palms.
“I know about the basics, my…old companion was much more prolific in navigation than I ever was, and I’ve never had the chance to learn. Piracy doesn’t stop and neither have I. The thing Finch and I both struggle with is keeping track of where we are when at sea. We usually end up getting to our destinations fine, but we’re usually a few miles short of port, or even just one port away. That isn’t usually an issue, but when you’re chasing pirates, accuracy is important.”
“I bet you don’t like ending up at the wrong place either. I know I wouldn’t!” “I- Yes. I do not particularly enjoy being at the wrong place. No one does. Now, if you could share the information about map reading that would be great.”
“Okay okay! Goodness. I’ll teach you what I can now, and then tonight I can show you some of the stars!”
“The stars.”
“Yes! After a storm or battle, where you aren’t one hundred percent sure where you are, they are one of the best ways to guarantee where you are! They are always in the sky, unless it’s cloudy, and stay consistent!”
“I suppose. Shall we get started now?”
Blue clasped his hands together, “Right! Of course! Let us begin!”
The day felt like it flew by. Dream and Blue spent most of their time within the room, studying and reading maps, the globe, and all the things that Blue felt like he needed to teach Dream. Champion came in a few times to say hi, which Dream enjoyed. He worried for his poor dog sometimes, life on the sea wasn’t always kind to animals. But Champion seemed to be content, his body loose, tail swinging happily, belly full of food and treats. Even when Blue was in the room. Champion didn’t seem to take a liking to him. They had to take a pause or two for Dream to make sure everything was in order, he trusted Finch but he couldn’t help but double check. Perhaps it was paranoia, or anxiety, but he just had to do it. Blue trailed him as he did so, observing how he went about his day.
They spoke on occasion, when Dream was able to respond. Blue asked questions, mainly why he did certain things on his ship. It was slightly invasive, if Dream had to be honest, but he didn’t really mind. Nor did he have the energy to mind. It was nice to have someone to talk about his ideas after so long. The last time he had someone to talk to in length was… “Before we get started, and if I am allowed to know, where did you get that pendent from? I haven’t seen anything like it.”
Dream’s face twisted into a mixture of anger, sadness, and surprise. Blue regretted asking the question the moment he asked. It took Dream just a second to compose himself, once again retaining his poker face. Despite this, his right hand clung to the pendant.
“It was,” He took a breath, “It was given to me by an old friend of mine.”
A knot twisted itself in Blue’s stomach. Dream was being vague, painfully so. The urge to open Dream like a clam and see what darkened secrets hid beneath the surface was strong. But he couldn’t do that. That would probably either end up with him being thrown overboard or with never seeing Dream again. He wanted to understand people, and he wasn’t very good at doing that ‘normally’. He decided that it would be for the best if he kept his mouth shut this time. He had to wonder though, what had happened to this old friend of Dream’s? Death? Illness? Some other terrible fate?  It wasn’t Dream’s old companion, that was for sure. The pirate was still around and kicking, and by the way Dream grew salty just by talking about him, told Blue all he needed to know. Dream’s past was almost like the sea itself, dark, mysterious. How many people did Dream know before going deserting the military? How many times had he seen people turn to piracy? Thoughts swarmed his head, and he wasn’t sure where to start. 
“It’s beautiful.” He said, placing a hand on Dream’s shoulder. Dream didn’t shove him off, instead making circles around the red gem in the center of it, staring off into the sunset.
“Yes. They made it themself. They had quite the eye for this sort of thing. Always creating, always doing something for other people…”
“They sound incredible.” Dream smiled softly for a moment, “I suppose they do.”
There was a pause before Dream waved him off. Blue placed his hands back down on the barrel he was sitting on and looked out into the water, which reflected the bright colors beautifully. The shimmering of yellows and oranges was a marvelous sight to see. 
“It’s a beautiful sunset tonight.” Dream commented, now leaning against the ship's railing. Blue hopped off of what he was sitting on and joined Dream at the railing. “I see something even more beautiful standing next to me.”
There was a faint blush, it didn't last very long but it was there! Dream scoffed, “Do not.”
“Sorry.” He wasn’t.
“When will we be doing the other half of your navigation teachings? With the…stars?” Dream sounded skeptical, but his face didn’t show any signs of him being uninterested or like he didn’t want to learn.
Blue clasped his hands together, “Yes! I don’t get to talk about this often, which is a shame because I do think it’s fascinating, I mean, not many people use the stars for navigation which I think is odd because besides the sun rising and setting everyday, they are one of the most consistent things on our planet! And while, yes, they do shift from season to season, and place to place, but when you know what you’re looking for then it’s easy!”
“I see.”
“Here, come closer to me. I don’t bite.” Blue teased, a playful inflection to his voice. Dream rolled his eyes but complied anyway. When Dream stepped closer, so did Blue, their shoulders touching. Dream didn’t recoil, but he did raise his eyebrows at the action. They had to be close, Dream assumed, since Blue was to show him the stars. He had to accurately point out the stars, and they had to be close for that to work accurately.
Dream attempted to ignore how it felt to be so close to another person, to be touching another person and failed spectacularly. How long has it been? Too long, perhaps. He watched Blue’s face as he spoke. Blue spoke with his hands and was very expressive, a large change in pace from Ink and Finch. Both of whom spoke very still, only using their hands or arms for small gestures, if at all. 
Full attention was on Blue and his finger pointing up at the sky. Dream had to admit it didn’t make much sense, but he could make out the shapes that Blue was showing off to him. He had a vague understanding of how to correlate the placement of the constellations with direction but it was somewhat unclear. Blue’s voice held so much emotion in it as well. It wasn’t difficult to tell what he was feeling at any given time. What Blue was thinking, however, was a whole other debacle. The man was a bit of a mystery, but then again so was Dream.
“And this will help you as well, I can tell this is a little foreign you hehe!” Blue said before gently unfolding something from his pockets. Dream took the paper, which was a map, he could tell by the texture alone, and observed it.
“A star map?”
“Mhm! Once you find out where you are via the stars, you can use this and a compass to figure out what direction you need to go in!”
“Fascinating.”
“Isn’t it? I quite enjoy stargazing. It’s really relaxing.”
Dream hummed in agreement, following Blue’s eyes with his own. The stars were so bright that night. Not a single cloud in the sky. Dream wondered how far out into the galaxy he could see.
“It makes me feel small.” Dream said, the words slipping out of his mouth.
“I suppose that’s true. But so does the ocean. It’s kinda crazy; how we’re surrounded by large bodies of unexplored territory. A little scary too hah…” Blue was leaning against the railing of the boat, his back facing the sea. Dream was facing towards it, standing up straight, arms loosely folded over his chest.
“It really makes you think about what is important in life, you know?” Blue said, looking up at the sky, his hand reaching over and touching Dream’s arm. “What really matters. We may be small but the impact whe have on others is big, and it’s important to know what to really focus on.”
Dream eyed the hand on his forearm but didn’t shake Blue off. “You seem to know what you want to do with your life, Dream.”
“You don’t?”
“Not really. I’m pretty good with navigating, and map making too but…I dunno. I like having everything planned in advance but I feel like doing the same thing over and over again would drive me bonkers! I’d like to teach people, I think. Might be fun. But I quite like how my life is now. I can plan things but there’s also a spontaneous aspect to it! I go where the world takes me, like a fish being taken by the current, hehe.”
“That’s not a bad way to live.” Dream commented, “Life on the sea has that spontaneous nature. You need to adapt, change as it does. I…would prefer operating on land, to be honest with you. There’s structure there, no chances of storms ripping your ship apart or anything like that. But I am to stop pirates, so the sealife will be my life. No changing that. I wouldn’t ever send people off to fight without being there with them. I need to help people, not just command from a castle on the land. The navy does that.”
The venom was seeping from Dream’s mouth as he spoke about the navy. Once again Blue found himself wondering how deep that rabbit hole went (or, how deep that underwater trench went). Blue found himself wondering a lot about Dream. He had to admit, the captain was awfully handsome. And he couldn’t be the only one to see it right?! He would be very surprised if that was the case. He had only been with Dream for around twenty-four hours, so he didn’t know everything about Dream, but what he did see was something, someone, he really liked. The two of them were close, only a few centimeters of space between their arms. 
“Dream?
“Hm?”
“How would you react if I told you that I think the next place that the current is taking me is with you?” Blue asked, moving his hands to gently caress Dream’s jacket. He was surprised to learn that it was leather. He wondered how Dream even got leather to be that color of yellow. Dream watched Blue’s hand move across the seams of his jacket. Was Blue flirting with him? He wasn’t sure how against that he was. He took in a deep breath and focused back onto the ocean.
“My offer still stands. I won’t turn away anyone who wants to join my cause.”
“I’ll think about it.” Blue said with a sing-song voice. He turned toward Dream, getting even closer. 
“It,” Dream took a moment to regain his senses, he and Blue were so close. He could feel Blue’s breath on his face as he breathed through his nose. Blue was looking up at him, expectantly. He wondered if Blue knew how he was going to respond. What kind of response was he looking for in the first place? Blue wasn’t malicious, Dream knew that. He craved information and knowledge. When he would ask Dream questions, they were about himself, his motivations, and eventually the questions were aimed at the other members of the crew. What about them made them join Dream? Did Dream choose them or did they come aboard on their own? He couldn’t tell what Blue wanted.
“It would be good to have you aboard, especially with your abilities in navigation.” Blue could cook too, Dream had learned. They didn’t need more cooks on board, there were already enough but if Blue wanted to help out then Dream wouldn’t forbid him not too.
“Can I ask you another question?” Blue asked, a coy smile on his face. He turned his head away, looking at Dream from the side.
“You’ve been asking me questions all day but yes, go ahead.”
“Do you want me here?”
“Pardon-?” Dream turned his head and nearly smacked Blue in the face with his own. It was so dark, he could barely see Blue’s face. The reflection of the moon was in Blue’s eye, and the ship was rocking slightly as they sailed.
“Would you miss me if I left at Lellin? Would you yearn for me once I left?”
“I-What-?”
“Haha! I’m just teasing you,” Blue booped his nose, sticking out his tongue playfully. “I do mean it though. Would you?
“Would I what?” Dream asked incredulously, still somewhat flustered at Blue being so close. 
“Let me reword my question.” Blue scooted back slightly, giving Dream a bit more breathing room. Dream was silently relieved. Blue being so close was making him nervous. “Do you, personally, want me here? I understand my abilities would be handy for your cause, but I’m curious about what you think of me.”
“We’ve only known each other for a day, how could I form an opinion on you in just twenty-four hours?”
“First impressions are pretty important! I mean, I haven’t known Ink very long but something tells me that she doesn’t like me very much…”
“She doesn’t really like anyone.”
“Even you?”
Dream shrugged. He wasn’t sure. Ink was elusive in just about everything she did. 
“What! How could anyone not like you?! I think that you’re pretty incredible.”
“Ah well. I’m just doing what I think is right. Doing what is best for the world. Thank you.” “You’re pretty handsome too.”
“What?”
“Hm?” Blue cocked his head to the side. Blue showed no signs of saying anything at all, but under the cover of night it was hard to tell. He could be blushing his face off and Dream would have no idea. He supposed it was a good thing, since Blue couldn’t tell what he was emoting either. Although he didn’t really do that in the first place. The poker face Dream wore was just his default expression. As the captain of a ship, keeping up appearances and making sure that he was someone his crew could be someone to depend on at a crisis.
“I think that you’ve definitely left an impression on me, Blue.” He glanced back down at the water, thinking over his words, “I wouldn’t miss you, when you leave, per se. But I will remember you for a long time. You’re very interesting.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment!” Blue grinned at him. Proud, almost.
The water splashed against the boat, it was quiet and the smell of the sea was comforting. The two sat in silence, it wasn’t awkward, just a peaceful quiet.
“So?”
“So what, Captain?”
“You don’t have to call me that.”
Blue placed a finger to his chin, “How about lord?”
“I- lord?” Dream was slightly taken aback.
“Well sure. You’re not a pirate captain, nor are you a navy officer. You’re commanding a crew though. And a lord is someone who has authority and influence.”
“I…appreciate the thought but I highly doubt anyone would actually call me a lord. Dream works just fine.”
“We’ll see then I suppose! What were you going to ask me?”
“If you were planning on staying. Are you?”
“Hmmm…” Blue glanced away for a moment, gears moving together in his mind. “I’m definitely thinking about it. I do have a great dislike for violence, but I’ve learned that not everyone on your ship goes out and fights.”
“Yes, that is the case.”
“But I’ll think about it. We have a few more days before we reach Lellin.” “I always forget how far away it is…” Dream murmured to himself, “What happens if we get there and you haven’t decided yet?”
“I think I would get off at Lellin. I’m sure our paths will cross again if I do end up staying.” Blue pushed himself off of the fence and stood straight with his hand on the railing. Dream paralleled him, his arms folded loosely across his chest.
“And you're certain of that?”
“Cross paths with you again?” Blue took a step toward Dream and used the back of his hand to gently caressed Dream’s jaw. Dream was stunned, people had been forward before but not like that. “I sure hope so. I’d love to see you again. You intrigue me, Lord Dream.”
“It’s getting late, we ought to be getting to bed now. It’s quite late, I’d hate to decrease your productivity during the day.” Blue turned away and took a step away from Dream and towards the crew’s quarters. In the cover of darkness, Dream touched his cheek, the phantom feeling of Blue’s hand still remaining.
“I’ve stayed up later than this. Do not worry about my productivity.” Flustered wasn’t what he was feeling. He didn’t get flustered, not really, anyway. But he felt a little…ruffled. He hadn’t met anyone quite like Blue before, Blue had made a crack into his carefully crafted defenses. Intentionally or not, Blue made his presence known. Would Dream miss him if he left?
“Well if you say so! Good night.”
And with that, Blue walked across the Radiance and down into the crew's quarters. Dream slowly removed his hand from his cheek, drawing out the touch. He was left alone on the ship, the boat rocking gently. It was dark, and he could only see the vague outlines of things. His crew were all sleeping underneath him in their quarters, apart from Ink, who was probably snacking away right now, and Finch, who was up at the wheel, steering them to their destination. He had a small lantern that Dream could see from across the boat. His heart was pounding, and he leaned against the fence.
“Good night.” Dream murmured to no one in the darkness.
Blue was intriguing. And alluring.
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Snake Business (DS!Dreammare)
Warning:masturbation, Blowjob, Facefuck, Dream not liking his body, Angst and Fluff, breeding)
Nightmare:
Dream:
Nightmare stared up at the thing known as his brother through the glass of his enclosure who looked at him curiously when he arrived, when Ink told him his brother had changed he thought he was gonna kill him and its just some sort of trick knowing he would be concerned of Dream when ink showed up he screamed bloody murder and things escalated in a chase like one of those Tom and Jerry episodes which ink had a difficult time and a huge bandaid on his head got comical entertainment then his gang of misfits- oh sorry IDIOTS.
The meme squad:HEY?!
showed up leading ink no choice to call for backup being the blue bastard who entangled him in strings..and when he was (Forced) to obey and follow he didn't imagine the day his own prick of a brother turn into a fucking snake!? his upper body never changed much he still had illuminating wings behind his back with his signature jacket and crown atop his head what changed most was the lower body down his brother where his lower body was supposed to be was exchanged with a lower body of a huge snake his entire body was soft yellow littered with smooth scales while his lower body near his abdomen faded in a lighter yellow
"What the fuck? What the hell happened to him?!" he screamed looking towards Ink and Blue, the painter bastard rolled his eyes "I keep telling you if you have cooperated sooner then we would have explained everything to you, but noo you just have to waste my time for an hour." "And why should I you were gonna murder me!?" Nightmare objected pointing at him as if he was in a courtroom "No you dumb B*tch! I was gonna take you here so we can talk!" "Lies! That's what a murderer would say!?" Blue stared in awe at there boss's new change "Not a bad look on him he would make for a great pet don't you think?" Nightmare and Dream looked over the glitch Dream glaring daggers with a hiss and Nightmare just looking at him as if he was crazyg the painter thrusted his elbow on the glitch's abdomen making him lie in the ground in pain
Nightmare look back over the glass enclosed were his brother was held up he moved closer and pressed his hand up the glass starring into golden eyelights. "Oh and I must tell you Nightmare Boss isn't in his rightful mind right now he's more animalistic and compliant when asked, maybe in a few weeks he will be back to his original self right now he's nothing more than a animal." well that's interesting indeed would likely tease him when he remembered.
Dream recoiled from himself slithering side to side his movements was mesmerising copying the delicate and uneasy movement of a snake, as disgusting and terrifying as people say they are, snakes are very amazing and interesting creatures hell they'd beat any elegance humans and other bastards out there with high standards can beat and yet they held the mind of a dangerous predator never to be messed with Nightmare liked that about them Dream would disagree he hated them for some reason even tho they didn't bother him which is why it's very funny that he is now like this but no one else can replaced his beloved prize chicken to a snake as cool as they were, finally getting to the edge of his enclosure Dream tower over him standing on his full height if not more making the negative Prince stare up he took this as a jab to his pride remarking even as a snake he always belittled him he scoffed even taking a new form he's still a prick Dream pressed his hand on Nightmares own behind the cold glass his snake like tounge peaking out of his mouth watching him press his skull on the glass enclosure his crown making a soft clink behind the cage and Nightmare knew at that moment he's taking him Home.
(Cue a big bad explosion with heavy metal music and Nightmare just laughing out maniacally carrying a his Snake brother bridal style flying in the sunset with a fucking car flying to the sky were the fuck he got it no one knows Ink just gave up and let character plot take place and because the writer is to goddamn lazy to tell a whole lot of shit)
Cross and Error stared at Nightmare who was standing in the table for the couch looking smug as ever with a pose as he presented who he brought home with Error looking absolutely fucking done with Nightmares shit and Cross just horrified there's a big snake he has to share a house with which is worse that its Dream "DUDE THAT'S DREAM THE LEADER OF THE JR AND YOU BROUGHT HIM HERE?! HE'S GONNA FUCKING EAT US WHEN WE'RE ASLEEP!" Cross screamed at Nightmare pointing at the snake that's just on a beanbag in the corner of the room and eating the food cross was currently eating which is some bag of chips and 3 chocolate bars that Cross gave (Forced) to give to Dream because he almost threatened to eat him! if you consider Dream just headbutting him in the head as something threatening then why not "Oh stop being a pussy cross he doesn't wanna eat you and I never said anything about you with cows!" "There fucking creepy man?!" Error looked so done and got up and looked at Nightmare "I am done with your shit Nightmare. First you broke my coffee maker which you said you'll give it back in day which turned to a month, forced us to move to another base again because you got caught and now you bring your brother that just so happened turned to a snake creature in our base?!" Error cornered the dark prince in the wall who was shitting his pants currently with an awkward laugh.. "Ah. Haha well.. Uh I promise to keep him out of trouble! and he won't eat you guys! I think." Both the two skeletons in the room and Kevin looked at Nightmare as if he was the grown a tail and made Nightmare uneasy
(Were the fuck did the chicken tenders came from?)
"You know what fine you can keep him." Cross and Kevin stared at Error in disbelief "But! He's your responsibility if the JR or anything happens that Dream did it will be at your own fault Nightmare. And I won't save you this time." Nightmare sighed and smiled he looked over at Dream who was eating "You heard that Dream? Your staying with us now!" Nightmare smiled while Dream blinked at him he slithered over and hugged the dark prince's side. The other three people were starring as if they were in a fever-dream they pinched themselves and wa-la-wa its not
"And this is were your gonna stay!" Nightmare showed his room to Dream who was looking around flicking his tounge and poking it in things "Tho I think I will have to get a bigger bed if you and I were gonna fit but I think I'm just gonna get you your own-" as soon as Nightmare said that Dream dashed to his bed and tangling himself in the sheets he poked his head out along with his tounge at Nightmare who was surprised and sighed. "Well guess I'll just have to sleep on the floor then." Nightmare went downstairs to get a bed for him while Dream made himself familiar with the room everything smells just like him especially the bed it's messy and he hadn't took out the laundry on the floor but he'll have to do something about that later he sighed and nuzzled his face on the blanket that smelled just like Nightmare and fell asleep
(Timeskip to the first morning of spring)
Dream hissed he his body coiling around himself as his body started to heat up he panted twisting  around the sheets if not for the heat that was too unbearable especially down his pelvis he thrested his hips on his blanket blushing in thought of him as his need grows stronger and leaving him wanting more but never catching away his pleasure away until it hurt. at this point in anger he tossed the sheets away the same sheets he used to cover himself up in winter, that smelled like him and with his own wet juices staining the blanket his forked tounge came out with a Ray of sharp talons he tossed his jacket and shirt on the floor he might have ripped his shirt up because of irritation for it being too hot his wings fluffing up in the process he panted and glared on his life he had had survived tolerating this house with its annoying residence, faced the cold of winter and now its spring his body just felt hot and he feels so empty inside like he feels like his body had a strange urge to make a soul.. a strange urge to burrow deep in the soil seemed about perfect for him right now but he shook his head of his original thought of reproducing, he saw a mirror on the corner of the room he seeing his pristine bones reflected in light of his wings. 
Raising his golden wings high he stared at his body it was clean, he had a strong build but he hated how he feels ashamed of his own body seeing himself in the mirror and what he became now made him more ashamed that no one would look at him as anything but a disgusting creature even tho he knew deep down he doesn't he couldn't bite back the words to say he looked anything close to beautiful he felt sweat gradually drip down his body quickly he left the room not wanting to look at himself in the mirror anymore.
'I shouldn't be bothered by this anymore...'
Reaching the bathroom he opened the water seeing it fill the tub and echo through the bathroom unsummoning his wings he sighed as he let his magic rest letting them disappear as he dipped in its hold his body shivering in relief sinking in more into the water and pulling himself up moving a hand to his snake like body he felt its smooth scales coil in the water smooth and perfect if he looked closely he could see darker spots of orange in his body taking over his sides and back as the pigment of color grew brighter he began to explore himself as he pushed water through his body stretching and turning to get him completely soaked feeling water graze his scales making them shine. He relaxed for only an hour until that seem needy heat came back in his body he had hopped it wouldn't, uncomfortably tossing in the tub he looked down at were that growing need is coming from only for eyelights to gaze a soft yellowish slit a little below his abdomen he could feel it pulsing and a small orange nub started to show itself through the surface of the water twitching it looked liked tentacles to him but he disagreed he eyed it curiously as he had never felt this before in his lifetime sure there are times were he had that growing urge to touch himself in times of frustration and stress but he shoved that feeling deep down but now it came back to bite him this time with more heat than his body could handle. that's were the unbearable heat is coming from..
With his need getting stronger and his instincts demanding to be pleased he disagreed but he soon found his hand above the slut of his entrance pushed down as using his digit in he gasped feeling how his own finger went in smoothly withought hesitation "Ah!~ what the- stop it-" his voice rasped with his new snakelike appearance to which is why he never talk even once in someones presence even if it was Nightmare. he threw his head back his faces morphing into pleasure as he moaned silently his mouth was open but refused any sounds to come 'What- is happening it feels like my body is not in control anymore Ah~ please stop, my body is moving by itself. t-this feels too good~' his body lots control mainly using instinct to guide himself  and pushed his digits deeper a delight of surprise came as he felt something come out of him, he looked down to see two sets of dick's twitching in the water with pre dropping from the top  his eyes gazed down at his dicks while pushing himself deep in his other sex feeling himself push through the soft tissue of his Urethra that kept sucking him in the urge to explore further and need to do so set his soul ablaze as he diged deeper feeling while using his other hand to pump his dick it left him breathless with his eyeloghtd hazing as if static had hit him it was merely called impulse now as he pumped and thrusted his finger deeper reaching into untouched flesh repeating for more and with a few bucks up his hand that left him shiverinh each time in each time he thrusted forward "O-Oh~ oh go-dd~ hah~ stars I hope Nightmare wouldn't see me.. Hah~" he pleaded he wouldn't. slowly he amped up the speed screaming his head off as he came in both his dick and his pussy, tightening his hold and pushing his digit deeper he Groaned as he felt his cum splay on his face and rib leaving him panting in the bathroom and soon the heat leaving his sore body leaning further into the water. 'Fuck.. Glad Nightmare isn't here..'
With his body now gradually being OK and the unbearable heat gone.. He let himself coil on the sofa Cross and Error went out to buy some necessary supply of food judging by who Error was with Cross and Error will probably be home by midnight exact as for Nightmare he doesn't know we're his auspicious brother is. He hoped he isn't in trouble again... Getting his mind of the negative Prince he forced himself to relax and lean into the soft sofa sighing in relief that his body could rest at last.. Thats what he thought when the same pain from before hit him and this time making him fall off the couch to the floor due to the pain he whimpered and curled himself tightly around his own body "It can't be.. But I- I thought I got rid of it? How!!"  Dream cursed as the pain grew unbearable overtime his body heaving and sweating profously at this point in time he looked down to see his two dicjs had emerged from his slit on he whimpered in pain "Can't this day get any worse.." just then the door from the front opened.
"Im Home!" Nightmare said grumbling to himself as his body was covered with dirt, leaves and branches what's worst his favourite cape was now ruined after stealing some stuff from a thrift store he would have to ask error to repair it for him when he gets back. he thought it would be an easy snatch on all the cool stuff he saw there especially that weird looking ferret with a tie and hat on. But the stupid shop keeper had caught him and called the JR on him leaving him to run off dashing through alleyway until he reached the forest the guards hot on his tail he laughed at there faces for being a weak coward thinking he could outrun these chumps to the dust, unluckily for him he fell  by tripping on a branch and rolled on a steep hill getting dirt and leaves all over him, thus what you are seeing him in now shaking off the leaves and cursing under his breath he was gonna head on the stairs until he heard a pained hiss on the couch "Huh? Did I just hear a hiss or am I just hallucinating because I hit my head?" hearing another loud hiss his eyes widened as he rushed to the couch
"Dream! Wha-" reaching the couch his eyes widen at the sight before him there splayed on the couch was Dream in his snakelike glory sweating and panting before him as Dream's eyes set on his own it too widened in fear tears slipping down his face as another painful jab from his pelvis sent him arching his hips in tandem leaving a pained hiss out his throat 'No.. Why do you have to be here now... Why? I don't want you to see me like this...' the positive Prince cried out in pain as he covered his face in shame.. Looking down Nightmare set his gaze on the two sets of orange dicks that was twitching in Dreams abdomen as one of Dream's hand subconsciously pumped his dick leaving Night to stare making Dream hide his face with his arm silent moan screeching his lips  moving around the couch watching the way his ribcage would rise and fall despite having no lungs feeling a growing heat down his pelvis he moved forward to his troubled other half..
"Dream.." Dream flinched at his namesake making his movements freeze an hour of silence left the air intoxicating to Dream he wished Nightmare wouldn't have to see him like this he didn't want him to feel disgusted. In retaliation from his negative thoughts Dream backed away moving to the farthest corner of the couch coiling around himself with his now summoned wings that fluffed in distress shielding him tho he wanted to shove Nightmare away he unconsciously let his claws sink deep into his scaled body he could smell and feel the blood seeping from him but he didn't make any chance to move sinking it deeper as he wanted to repress his sobs he was supposed to be strong he was supposed to be superior and better than this but all the things he felt when his transformation started was disgust of himself no one would look at him the same way, he had made years to be perfect for fucks sake?! The villagers, his subordinates and people who wanted him to be perfect. And yet here he is nothing but a once perfect being turned into a disgusting creature.. As sudden as it came Nightmare pulled him in a hug as he hushed him using his hands to tracing his hands on his winged that still fluffed up rattled because of him he gave a soft hiss as he felt his own hands petting his own wing it felt so good to be treated well after he neglected them for a long time.. He forgot how he shouldn't neglect himself it has been long indeed. it was so gentle he could barely hold it in himself to sob..
"Its OK Dream you don't have to play pretend.. I'm here and your perfect- no.. More than that your beautiful perfect or not your still beautiful to me" and through that he remembered.. Years ago before he even ate the apple he vividly remembered how Nightmare of all people cheered him up despite his imperfections and his self doubt of his body he would always trace his hands and his mouth through the scars and every inch of his body telling him how beautiful he looked even with the ugly scars and sent him to great heights of pleasure in his body that made him smile how could he have forgotten? "Ni-ght"
his voice rasped but he just shushed him as tears flowed freely of his face he sobbed while Nightmare traced his hands over his half's body to retrace his steps all those years ago
despite the growing anxiety something in his instinct told him that he is safe.. And he will have a strong mate to provide him everything.. Warmth, comfort, love and a mate to provide strong and healthy soulings his new instincts are weird one of them told him he should burrow deep in the soil or make a birds nest for comfort, he remembered a lot of weird things that made him ignore it more but even with that kind of reassurance and the promise of soulings made him blush but despite it the negative of it couldn't help but knaw at his core. The rage of his heat left him turning uncomfortably on the couch Nightmare knew even after that it left dream still closed off so he wanted to make him forget and what better way to help him than ease his arousal?
Nightmare stared down at his dick's watching it twitch in the air feeling the sofa dip he wondered if Nightmare was still there and his face erupted in heat as hands grasp a hold of one of his dick's as he start to pump it up and down causing dream to moan he held his face as he immediately dissolved infront of him as his forked tounge hanged loose as he opened his mouth to scream, Nightmare watched and soaked up all the beautiful noise coming out of Dream's mouth watching each slutty expression it brought on his angelic brothers face it made him shine more if he could even say it closing his mouth he gulped his face hot he looked like tea kettle watching dream like this it was a whole new experience for him made from his fantasies and his pelvis is growing with eager, taking the chance as Dream was about to scream he pushed his face to his other half closing it with the touch of his own mouth Dreams mind hazed in pleasure which Nightmare drank wholeheartedly as he kissed back pushing himself further onto Nightmare like a moth to a falme his hand quickened the pace as both of them grew heated with each pull of there moans and breaths Dream tightened his grip holding pulling Nightmare's face closer to him denying him from pulling back furious moans and hot breath was all they heard from making them groan in euphoria whenever they part only to pull each other in like a lifeline as if they couldn't bare to part not again..
pulling back as they gasped chest rising up and down to grant there magic air Nightmare gave one last pump making the positive guardian arch his back with a scream of euphoria ejeculating long spurts of cum flying in the air and coating the couch and Nights hand he gave a few pumps as he basked in Dream's afterglow they gazed each other once again Nightmare pulled his hand back to lic the cum off his hand and he moaned at the taste "Mm~ delicious~" making Dream freeze and blush heavily he gave a glare on his angelic face small tears pricking the corner of his sockets he leaned in and gave Nightmare a kiss as a comeback to the Night's surprise it lasted merely for a 1 minute and backed away it was Nightmare's turn to blush in return "Cheater." Dream poked his forked tounge at him to simplify making Night laugh. It made Dreams soul flutter and he too smiled he scooted closer to Nightmare sitting on his lap with his tail curled around his leg Night only smiled at him as he straddled him in his lap "Night.. Still hot" he pointed down to his slit pressing his hands on each side of the orange slit above his two dicks he spread himself wide and showed his second sex to Nightmare who gaped at the entrance of his vagina
The negative Prince blushed as he poked it with a finger inside and it slipped it nicely inside his dicks twitched in the contact and Dream froze his face back to the same blushing and pleasured face Nightmare grinned as he pued down his pants while Dream watched with excitement for the first time watching Nightmare's dick spring to life hard and already dripping pre-cum he was surprised at his size despite Nightmare being short he got one monster down there it made Dream wanna have a taste "Can I.. Taste?"
"Of course you can angel, would really help since it's a little irritating I neglected it heh.." Dream wondered if he had that when he saw him he felt bad about that so he got off the couch and places his face near it it was as big as his head he's not sure he can even take that monster with a gulp he pressed his forked tounge to his balls licking and tracing his tounge slowly upwards he felt his dick give a twitch at the contact of what he's doing making Nightmare shift in the couch because of it "F-fuck I didn't take you for a tease~ ah~" Dream pressed his hands on his thigh to keep him steady hearing Nightmare groan in pleasure made Dreams pride swell as he kept going Nightmare placed his hand on Dreams head as he kept going 'Fuck he's really going at it I didn't know a forked tounge would be so pleasant to have' he could feel some cum dripping off his dick with the foreplay dream pressed his tounge against his ecto and licked the dripping cum off his dick which sent Dream a pleasant moan at the taste it tastes salty but not unpleasant reaching for more of his taste dream eagerly lapped up to tip of his dick licking it as it if was a popsicle that's dripping from the heat of the sun and Nightmare found it ironic "Hah~ that's it Angel, now use your whole mouth" Dream obeyed opening his maw and close on the tip as he went deeper and deeper down Nightmare's own dick making both of them surprise at how well he took it "Oh- wow you took me so well! Fuck~ and your so tight and warm" getting over the initial shock Dream guessed this is just normal since he remembered he's a snake it would not be very surprising to him that he could swallow things bigger and that just made him feel a pleased shiver down his
Cock and pussy tighten trying his new trait out he  he gave it a try as he bobbed his head up and down his dick followed by a moan on Night's part making his  it made him pick up the pace his speed was steady not fast and not to slow just right to him he kept going deeper down to his balls hearing his brother sing in pleasure he let his hand fall down and finger himself to his pussy  fingerings himself as he slurped and gagged at his dick Nightmare grunted at his brother who looked happy and patient to please him as best he could but unfortunately for him he wanted him to go faster so he decided to assist him "Im sorry for this Dream.." he grabbed Dreams head firmly with both his hand making Dream stare at him in confusion when Nightmare slammed his face down his dick in one swift move making him scream in surprise as it vibrated throughout his cock "Fuck yes!~" Nightmare grinned as he mercilessly face fucked Dreams face on his cock with such roughness he gagged and screamed it made Dream limp his eye lights blinking in and out dangerously it was with tears of pleasure falling down his face it was concerning and his pussy was squirting right away with his hands gripping on Nightmares legs like a lifeline he couldn't breath not with Nightmare shoving him down his dick in his throat but that thought just made him squirm feeling his pussy spasm for probably the 3rd time Nightmare gave one last thrust and pushed Dreams face so deep down his balls he chocked as cum filled his throat he moaned in the afterglow and gave one last push on Dream's head "God.. Thats the best mouth I've ever fucked in my life~" he sighed in content he pulled Dreams face out to see the slutty expression on his face sweat, tears and cum covered his being gurgling on his cum while his mouth hanged loose along his tounge that dripped with cum the positive prince whined his jaw hurts...
"Oh.. I think I went a bit too far that I dislocated your jaw.. Hehe oops"
With some difficulty he closed his mouth quivering as he gulped down Nightmare's juices If Dream could talk right now he would have said a beautiful words to him in form of curse words telling him he will never do that again if only he could deny he enjoyed it so much.. He felt himself get lifted up and dropped to the couch as he bounced on the material his body was limp and tired he feels like he could pass out sleep sounds more appealing now after what they just did. Just then his body sprang to life arching his back making him moan unconsciously at the sudden entrance feeling his walls tighten around something he looked down to find Nightmare fucking him in his pussy feeling the flesh stretch at the intruder he couldn't help but squirm and moan with a mix of snake hisses at his mates name over and over bodies contorting, ecto and flesh slapping against eachoter and other array of sounds and smell filling both of them Dream couldn't do much but cling to Nightmare and say his name like a slut in heat and he felt amazing as Nightmare fucked him with such roughness he begged him to go faster, they kept going for four rounds until they stopped feeling there souls content with eachother by there side, while something started to form under Dreams ecto it's soul beating slowly..
(the writer had to rush :')
Bonus:
Nightmare:Hey Dream I got you some hotdog! *he has a hotdog on his mouth as he gives the other to Dream*
Dream:*Stared at it for a minute and started to suck on it and swallow it slowly while he looked into Nightmare's eyes* ~
Nightmare:...
Nightmare:*unzips pants*
(Yes your honor I made Dream a whor-
Facts that never made the cut:
-the first time Dream transformed he acted more like an obedient snake than his normal self it wasn't until a week he got himself back and tried to eat Cross and Kevin. Nightmare stopped him
-In the past Dream was pressured by the villagers to be perfect in every way and that meant his posture and body.. It made him feel ashamed of himself. And his conception of how he hates snakes is because the villagers find them disgusting which overtime he sees them like that. But before he actually appreciated them because of how elegant they are in there own way
-Nightmare helps him out with this shame by small means of gesture like tracing his finger on his spine and kissing each bone on his body it was one of the most intimate things they did with each other and cuddled after
-Despite Nightmare's size and his childish behaviour he's a big Dom Daddy material, it made Dream quiver whenever Nightmare smirks at him when he asked Dream to his bedroom and you can guess the rest ;)
-Dream despite his mature and strong character and size he's actually a big Sub no matter what because he liked the idea of being dominated (Nightmare specifically) especially when he looks in the mood
-Nightmare loves snakes because of how they were perceived with sly cunning and what people personified them through the years. He also loves birds specifically ones with gold wings.
-This does not follow Canon Dreamswap ok.
-I've seen a small 5% of DS!Dream being dominated by every single fanfic I see I'm making a big deal out of this ship.
-Small percent of DS!Dreammare too can't find much.
-Dream loves affection even tho he doesn't show it he just loves some comfort blame the villagers again. He loved cuddling to Nightmare especially going inside his shirt when days are colder he can get warmth, hug Nightmare close and sit on his lap a a win, win
-Kevin is afraid of him because of how he stares at him as if he was gonna be dinner
-I have to do this because I wanna make something before I go to school soon not giving me time to write anymore and it's the new year gift to you guys)
(Forgive me if there are words that are misspelled that's just my phone making it autocorrect... Yeah)
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mylifeinwindows · 3 months
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Let's go to bed 💤
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DS Colors from the Nintendo New Summer Line-up Catalog (2005) [✩]
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@hhoneypop. — “ he tells me he's gentle when he wants to be, so i think he wants to be gentle with me. . .”
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mrpotguy · 4 months
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Poor blue...w
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kaspers-kanvas · 6 months
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gay djs and their adopted son
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BerryBlue (ship) week !!!!
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Day 2. 《Decorations》
DS!Blue: @\onebizarrekai
Berry & MoonBerry: @berrytales
>u< aaaah I love this ship and family !!! You can even see little Blair next to her sister MoonBerry
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All by yourself, sitting alone, I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind.
fable of fools by @onebizarrekai
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"Light and shadow are opposite sides of the same coin. We can illuminate our way, or darken our paths. It is all a matter of choice"- Maya Angelou
The whole Dark Star concept has me in a chokehold, so forgive me while I drool over corrupted Xavvy for a while~
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