#Dreamza Week

[sunshine-in-a-bottle]

Dreamza Week

HI. IN A MONTH WE'RE GOING TO BE INSANE AND I HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE.

DO ANY. DO ALL. DO WHATEVER YOU WANT. BE GAY. I LOVE YOU.

When you do your works, tag @sunshine-in-a-bottle so I can see and reblog and give you many comments. I could potentially make a Dreamza blog dedicated to this week, but I'm still on the fence. Feel free to tell me what you think! I hug you.

If you can't read the picture, here:

c!Dreamza Week When: March 1 - 7 Follow the prompts or make your own! We're here to have fun. First Day: WINGS or ADMINS

Second Day: RECOVERY or TIES TO DEATH

Third Day: HOUSE ARREST or PRISON

Fourth Day: DOOMSDAY or SEASON 2

Fifth Day: AU or ANOTHER SERVER

Sixth Day: FAVORITISM or MONSTERS

Seventh Day: CATCH ME! or DEBT

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c!dreamza week, day five: monsters!

this is my favorite one i think. it's the combo of Scales and Wings and Entanglement.

[diggingfordragons]

This is my entry for today's Dreamza Week prompts, Admins and Wings! I failed at any actual shipping but I will do better tomorrow! In the meantime, enjoy! :D Here it is!

[morgueofstories]

Summary:

Maybe next time knock before you look. OR Quackity, Sam, and Tommy witness something that they probably shouldn't have. Meanwhile, Dream and Philza are in love

Third day was House Arrest or Prison and I chose House Arrest because my brain immediately thought up of something humorous

Hope you enjoy

@sunshine-in-a-bottle

[lookinghalfacorpse]

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[voidpidgeon]

My one contribution to dreamza week! The Prompt was Monsters! Honestly, this is a rare pair I never thought about before, but this was a really fun drawing. I got bolder than usual with blocking out stuff in black in the lineart :)

[box-architecture]

I'm really excited about Dreamza week. I'm so curious as to how other people will interpret them, what prompts they will prefer, literally anything at all. I know it's a ship with minimal interactions but there's so much you can draw from both the interactions they Do have and the way they have shared experiences and themes.

I also just really adore how Philza is very obviously one of Dream's favorites. Philza pleads a little and Dream is a softie. Yes I know that was a largely cc interaction but what if I stole it for the characters. What if Philza goes pspspsps and Dream is just a little guy. What if I loved them.

[blueinkphantom]

c!Dreamza Week, Day 5 - Alternative Universe

small little drabble (maybe continued in the future) + AU Explanation

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Music was flowing through the air as a few people danced in the middle of the room.

For as lovely as the scenary was, with it's festive decorations and grand interior, Dream still found it boring. Since he had been the only one with nothing keeping him away, he went along with Philza. Techno might join later but Kristen would be unable to at all. Punz meanwhile was not close enough with Phil, leaving Dream as the last option.

Normally the demigod of life could be found at one of the smaller towns, partaking in challenges that were tradition there for this holiday. Together with Techno and sometimes his other partners, he would spar and parkour. He doesn't regret coming here. It had it's positives and it solidified his opinion on events like these, but he'd still prefer something with more options for moving. A competition like he used to attent with Sapnap and George before he lost his title of mortal and became on of the people celebrated on the Day of the Lebenszyklus.

Movement out of the corner of his eye brought him out of his musings and attention shifted towards his love in a dark blue dress. With one hand held out to him and raven wings spread so they covered them slightly, Philza voiced. "Your restlessness and itch to move is noticeable to even the most oblivious. Care for a dance before your wings take you to flight, my sun?"

Dream huffed, laying one of his hands that previously played with the bright yellow and smooth fabric of his dress on top of Phil's. "I trust you to lead."

"I trust you to follow." The Angel of Death pulled him along till they reached the area where the other couples danced, entering the rythm smoothly and joining with barely any difficulty. It wasn't rare for them to dance every now and then. While Dream may not be the one most commonly involved in the movements, he isn't opposed to joining if offered. It sometimes reminds him of sparing. Easy to move along, imporant to know the steps.

Dancing with Phil, it was nice. Calming and without a doubt one of the best parts of this evening. And seeing Phil enjoy himself as well is worth missing the competition.

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------some au info ------

Its a fun little AU with a relatively big polycule because why not

Most important characters right now are:

- c!Dream: Demigod of Life, Sun and Day; and an owl hybrid; in a relationship with c!Phil, c!Techno and c!Punz. (Used to be a mortal. Gained XD's interest after some stuff happened)

- c!Phil: Angel of Death, Moon and Night; raven hybrid; in a relationship with c!Dream, c!Techno and c!Kristen. (Used to be mortal, too. Picked by c!Kristen millenias ago)

other important characters:

- c!Technoblade: Deity of Limbo, Sunrise and Sunset; vulture hybrid; in a relationship with c!Dream, c!Phil

- c!Kristen: Lady of Death, in a relationship with c!Phil and XD

- c!Punz: Angel of Life; phoenix hybrid; in a relationship with XD and c!Dream. (Used to be mortal. Made an angel a bit before c!Dream.)

- XD: God of Life; in a relationship with c!Kristen, c!Punz and c!Foolish

[sunshine-in-a-bottle]

"I told them this would happen." Dream muttered to himself. Philza was silent, picking the blood out of Dream's hair. "I had said something was wrong, that it wasn't normal, and they waved me off."

Philza glanced at the rest of the camp. Some of their companions seemed resolute on ignoring the pool of blood in the center of camp, while a select few quickly turned away from his gaze in embarrassment, caught staring at their bloodied friend.

"Of course now it matters. Of course now that it affects them- why couldn't they just listen-"

His voice broke, hands beginning to shake. Alarmed, Philza grabbed him by the shoulder and turned to face him. The young warrior didn't look up, eyes fixated on the gore beneath his nails.

"Dream?"

When he got no response, he tilted the man's chin up. His expression was wild, a hint of bloodlust Philza had seen when Dream was in the heat of battle, sword wedged in a man's gut. It was as if the light in Dreams heart was briefly eclipsed, but by what, Philza couldn't say. He could only try, sorrow clinging to his chest, to draw him back out.

"Come back to me, Dream." Philza murmured. He pet Dream's chin with his thumb, hoping the small comfort would be enough.

There was a pause. With a shudder, the man exhaled, and the darkness went with it.

"That's it, mate." He said soothingly. "You already fed your urge today. It should be sated enough, yeah?"

Dream drew in a haggard breath.

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for day three of c!dreamza week, prison/house arrest!!

two grounded birds :)

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for c!dreamza day five: au!!

i chose a mermaid au entirely out of self indulgence. i may do a roleswap at some point because it was so close to being chosen but in the end my deep desire to paint Tiny Scales won out.

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c!dreamza week day four: doomsday

i think they patched each other up afterwards, quietly, heads still faintly ringing with the explosions. but safe, at last.

[sunshine-in-a-bottle]

A ghost of a kiss was pressed behind his ear, never quite letting lips linger. Dream never let any part of himself linger, really, save for the hands that slowly worked their way up from his back muscles to the tips of his wings, a gentle knead that left Philza trembling from relief.

"Right there." He gasped out. Dream hummed in acknowledgment, and his thumb went from gentle circles to a hard, careful pressure. Philza tensed, then went utterly boneless.

Once, a few weeks back when things had still been new and delicate, it might have been embarrassing to melt into Dream's lap, but the past few hours of fear for Techno's life and the confinement before that had drained Philza of any desire for propriety. His wings hadn't been able to stretch out in his little room, itching and fluttering from stress until the ache was nearly sharp in its painfulness. He needed relief. He needed anything.

And to fall into Dream's arms was hardly a surrender.

His partner (and they were partners now, in all but name) released his damaged wing, but didn't pull away. Instead, Philza found himself whining as fingers began to stroke and groom the remaining primaries, letting his other hand continue its work to leave Philza a puddle.

"Does it feel good?" Dream murmured. A needless question, one that Philza repaid by burying his face into Dream's neck and nipping the flesh there.

[diggingfordragons]

Day Four and LAST entry (for me) of the Dreamza week! It's been a fun time, but now that I managed to make them fuck it's time to say goodbye. If you want to read said fucking, I invite you to follow the link below! :D Here Be Fucking

[sunshine-in-a-bottle]

Hey!!! I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who was interested in and involved in Dreamza week. I had a lot of fun getting to write and comment and talk to people, and you were all so, so lovely to be with<333 Even if you weren't able to participate, I'm glad that you were here. I hug you, I cherish you, and I hope that you had a good time too.

[sunshine-in-a-bottle]

The amount of times Dream had been allowed to touch another person's wings could be counted on one hand. There were very few people in his life who had them, and even less who had granted him such a privilege.

Philza’s feathers were decidedly different from the wings of a bee hybrid.

He traced a scapular with his finger. Black as ink, or a starless night, until the light painted each feather a dark, brilliant blue. Dream wasn't an artist, but even he could see their beauty.

"You almost done back there?" Philza asked him.

Dream scoffed gently, running his hands through the primaries. "Why? Do you have somewhere to be?"

"Maybe." He could hear the smile in Philza’s voice. "But I think you've stopped grooming them for a bit, now."

Dream's cheeks pinkened.

"It's important to be thorough." Dream muttered, tossing the preening glove on the papers littering his desk, hopping off it as he did.

Philza chuckled and stood up. "Sure."

Dream glared, but Philza merely smiled and stretched out his undamaged wing until it was brushing against his side.

(It was unfair how soft they were. How comforting.)