#dreamwastaken

[takomakiii]

[simplepotatofarmer]

c!rivals duo ender chests is just like 'yeah that tracks'

[kelongt]

they are so obvious, aren't they?

[dnfcliparchive]

dream laughing at anything george says for 69 seconds

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[noxiousmelody]

Dream team to their fans

[girlwhyifuckingdrowned]

[el-cacahuategaygnf]

This is from last year and idk why I never posted it

[mahikamihan]

Dream Team Squid Craft Deaths

[dream and gnf's clips taken from here]

[simplepotatofarmer]

Sixteenth Day Event Prompt:

Dream remembers the Butcher Army

“Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s rude to stare, Dream?”

Techno’s tone was light and teasing but Dream’s cheeks went hot. He hadn’t meant to stare. He kept his eyes on Techno because there was some irrational fear clinging to him that he would disappear into thin air and Dream would be left alone once more. Scoffing half-heartedly, he rolled his eyes and watched as an amused smile broke out across Techno’s face.

“Yeah, but—” There wasn’t an excuse that Dream could give. The truth was embarrassing, that he was so desperate not to be alone, he didn’t want to let Techno out of his sight in this tiny cell. His eyes travelled across Techno’s face. The amusement had softened though one bushy pink eyebrow was quirked as high as it could go. Above it, some of Techno’s hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat, half covering the strange golden tinted scar. “How did you get that?”

Laughing, Techno pushed his hair back, fingers catching in the tangles. The scar went past his hairline and seemed to cover a good portion of his scalp.

“This? Oh, just when I was unfairly executed by havin’ an anvil dropped on my head.”

“Oh.” As soon as he said it, it made sense and Dream felt an odd twinge of guilt that he hadn’t realized that. “Right.”

Techno took a moment to attempt to fix his hair but without a brush it was next to impossible and he gave up.

“It could’ve been worse,” he said with a groan, stretching his arms out. His finger tips came within a few inches of Dream’s face and he had to resist the urge to smack his hand because that was the exact reaction that Techno wanted.

“Worse? You—You almost died.”

Now he smacked Techno’s hand. Techno grabbed his hand just like Dream knew he would because he had done it half a dozen times since he was locked in the cell. This time Dream didn’t jerk his hand away with a curse.

“But I didn’t.” Techno squeezed his hand. “Someone gave me a heads up.”

Dream remembered.

He had heard of the plan to kill Techno, of the group put together to hunt him down. The butcher army and Dream had always assumed Quackity came up with the name. Part of him believed it would go no where. The information and the map had been passed to Techno as a contingency plan because Dream couldn’t imagine the butcher army succeeding, not against Techno. He would have them bleeding on the ground and they would crawl back to lick their wounds. Dream had been sure of it.

When Punz gave him the heads up that Techno had been captured, it felt wrong. He hadn’t believed it. There had been a feeling of panic in his chest. They had planned for this but it still felt unreal. Punz had mentioned the horse as an afterthought and Dream had laughed because now he could believe it. He hadn’t accounted for Techno’s attachment to his animals, hadn’t accounted for the willingness of others to use that against him. Dream should’ve known better.

“Heh,” he said, throat a little tight. “That’s—That’s true.”

Looking over at Techno, Dream could see the anvil falling and hear the sickening crunch and thud before that flash of green-gold light amidst all the panic. He wondered how far the scar stretched across his scalp, if it wound its way elsewhere, to all the places bone had been crushed and skin torn. Dream gave an involuntary shudder and Techno squeezed his hand one last time before letting go, the first time he had been the one to do so.

“Don’t get me wrong, Dream, I’m grateful but I kinda wish the favor you asked for didn’t suck.”

Dream tried and failed to stop the smile and the laugh, the coldness of the memory fading.

“Fuck off, Techno.”

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[georgenotfounddaily]

[dnfcliparchive]

all dnf moments from last nights stream!

[pronounrespector]

Draw dream riding a frog 🐸

yeehaw 😭

[rat-rosemary]

Sixteenth Day Event Prompt:

Sapnap remembers the Nightmare armor

To my brother if he's somewhere listening:

Your clothes feel nothing like a hug from you, please come back home, teach me how to tie my shoes again.

I'm lost without you.

[dreamidaydreaming]