#ds dreammare

[kalukao]

hey can you drawing sweammare? Or a swapmoss?

Does this count?

To be honest, I liked to draw it omg. I'm starting to draw more of them in genderbend

[isame-allen]

A4 for dreamswap nm and drem

Lovebirds

[skrip]

:b

[lizzyflowers]

"A gentleman."

Dreamswap!Nightmare & Dream by Onebizzarekai

Art by me [@lizzyflowers]

"The same hand that caused him so much pain is kissing his hand so tenderly. It seems odd.. how the times have changed when he looks back on the past.

Dream was always a polite person, a gentleman if you will. Though Nightmare can’t help but feel shy, to be the one given such affection."

More ramblings below:

I'd like to think that after the reconcilliation, Dream was much more careful with Nightmare.

With all the harm that he's caused, he can't help but try to make up for those times. He accepts that Nightmare might never forgive him, and tries his best to mend the fragile relationship they might already have.

How you might ask? By peppering the other in affection, he knows that Nightmare doesn't oppose it, so he must be doing something right, right?

Nightmare on the other hand is not used to the affectionate treatment at all lol, mans in internally screaming when Dream does something endearing.

He had long forgiven Dream for all the suffering he endured—he simply waited too long for Dream to realise what he's doing to not want him back—but perhaps he hadn't made it clear to the other.

He does very much enjoy the attention, albeit with a bit of a flustered face that he tries to hide. Which happens much more often if there are witnesses seeing Dream treat him so... gently.

He's embarrassed don't look at him...

[foxxism]

tangled au

[asukamood]

Free

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Happy birthday to myself :D

This is a sort of alternative timeline of fmaa2 where Sweammare actually end up together after Noot killed the Priest, this au is an emotional rollercoaster but it’s good! Idk if I’ll ever write much about it in the future though so I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.

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Warnings: Mention of suicide attempts, implied murder

Synopsis: “Nothing I ever do to you or with you is casual.” he replied, squeezing his hand to stop the subtle tremor he could feel against his palm. “It’s a gift from me to you, for everything you have done for me.”

Or: Nightmare spoils all his wedding vows before he even proposes to Dream.

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What the hell was happening?

“Nightmare.” Dream smiled down at him, his eyes warm and full of love. The sight alone had said one’s heart beating loudly in his chest, blood flowing to his cheeks.

His heartbeat only sped up when Dream inched closer to him, soft fingertips brushing over the back of his neck as he felt the other’s thigh pressing against his hip.

Was that a dream? It had to be, there was no way this was happening in real life.

Dream’s other hand landed on his chest, making him wonder if the other was able to feel how quickly his heart was beating against his ribcage. Could he also feel the tingles of petals everywhere he touched him? He blinked, as if surprised before his smile softened, causing Nightmare’s heart to melt.

He had never felt so warm before, not even when the two of them were trapped in each other’s arms. He did not even know that such warmth was possible. It was not burning either, just the perfect temperature to have him feeling all fuzzy and soft inside, he never felt so good, and he never wanted this moment to end.

His heart all but leaped out of its place when the hand on his chest left, instead guiding one of Nightmare’s hands toward his own chest. Even through the fabric of Dream’s sweater, he was able to discern the soft thumping of the other’s heart that seemed almost like a carbon copy of Nightmare’s erratic heartbeat. The implication of that had his head spinning.

“I’m freaking out too.” Dream chuckled, voice light and relaxed, so different from the stifled and anxious one Nightmare was used to. He caught himself thinking that getting rid of the Priest was the best decision he has ever made, no matter how much he suffered in the aftermath. If it meant seeing Dream so joyful, he would not even mind going through all of it again. “But it’s not so bad, right?”

His grip on his wrist tightened just a bit but instead of hurting, it only spread warmth through Nightmare’s veins, his golden eyes bore into Nightmare’s, looking for an answer in those familiar irises.

All that attention was overwhelmingly pleasant.

“I wish we could stay like this forever.” He heard himself say, gently freeing himself from Dream’s grip before he intertwined their fingers, his fingertips brushing over Dream’s visible vein lines. “Just us, just me and you together as it was always meant to be.”

Normally, he would never dare utter such words aloud, for fear of ruining what they had and because of how embarrassing it was, but this was a dream anyway, was it not? Maybe that was the source of his newfound shamelessness.

He tugged Dream’s arm forward, leveling the other’s wrist to his face before he leaned down and boldly kissed the lines drawn by his veins, his lips tingling where they met skin.

Dream’s cheeks turned a darker shade of red at his actions as he finally settled on straddling the other’s waist. “You... shouldn’t do these things so casually.”

Nightmare’s eyes turned to focus on him again, his lips still pressed against lighter soft skin. He found himself admiring how much that shade of red suited the other, especially since it drew attention to his sparkling eyes that only tempted Nightmare to stare at them and not look away.

“Nothing I ever do to you or with you is casual.” he replied, squeezing his hand to stop the subtle tremor he could feel against his palm. “It’s a gift from me to you, for everything you have done for me.”

Dream tilted his head to the side, frowning in confusion. “For everything I have done for you?” He echoed, perplexed. Before he could follow it up with a question though, Nightmare opened his mouth once more.

“I used to believe hands were made for fighting.” He began, making the other shut his mouth to listen. “They were always synonymous of pain and fear for me, before you, I had no idea hands could be so comforting and healing.” As if to emphasize his point, he detangled their hands before pressing his cheek against Dream’s palm.

Almost mechanically, his thumb started drawing small circles on his cheek, earning him humming from Nightmare.

“I had no clue eyes could hold anything other than hatred; I didn’t even know eyes could be pretty before I met you. For me, to make friends was to receive glares and brace hostility, you’re the first one who ever showed me what kindness and respect even was.” As he talked, he found himself closing his eyes, focusing on the feeling of Dream’s fingertips against his skin.

“I was used to the cold and the loneliness, and I was fine with them. Then, you came into my life and swung an axe at what I’ve always known and decided to show me how warm another person’s embrace could be, how freeing it was to have someone by your side.”

To show vulnerability was something Nightmare wasn’t used to, so how come it came so naturally when he was speaking to Dream? He did not quite understand but he would not have it any other way.

“You have no clue how much you mean to me, hell if you did it might even scare you.” He chuckled at that, nuzzling Dream’s hand. “I used to think– Ah, I scratch that, I still do– that life sucked and I was just better off dead. I never cared about what happened to me because I had nothing to stay for anyway. Now, for the first time in my life, I’m afraid, not because I fear death, but because I can’t stand the thought of being separated from you.”

He pursued his lips, the mere thought enough to sour his mood. “To never be able to see you smile, to hear you laugh, to listen to your voice, to touch you, to just be there with you... it just sounds like hell to me. For the first time in my life, I’ve got a home to come back to and a person to protect, I don’t think I’ll ever be ready to let you go.”

He ignored how unstable his voice had become or how shaky Dream’s breaths had gotten or even acknowledge how much Dream’s hand was trembling. If he did not say it now, he would never do it again.

“You make my life bearable, feel pleasant even. Seriously, how did you even manage to do that?” He risked a glance at the other whose eyes were glistening with unshed tears. He smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

Unfortunately, though, it only served to actually make him shed his tears. He sniffled, as he attempted to wipe them away with his sleeve. The other stopped him before he could though, instead resuming what he was doing and kissing his tears away.

“What are you crying about? I am complimenting you here, it’s not meant to be making you sad.” He could not help but tease, earning a half-hearted glare from Dream in response before he weakly slapped his shoulder in retaliation.

“You’re a moron.” He hiccupped reproachingly, shoving Nightmare back with a huff. Nightmare would have voiced how cute Dream was being but unfortunately, he was quite fond of the bed they were sharing and was not looking forward to sleeping on the couch tonight, so he kept his mouth shut about that. “Who even allowed you to say such beautiful things? Couldn’t you just say, ‘I love you’ like a normal person?”

Nightmare smiled fondly, reaching upward and playing with the other’s soft locks. “Such simple words could not even convey even a tenth of my adoration for you, after all my heart only beats for you.”

“Okay, now you’re just showing off.” Dream deadpanned, causing Nightmare to laugh. The golden-eyed one sighed, readjusting his position to rest his head on the other’s chest, his arms loosely wrapped around his torso. “How am I even meant to respond to this? I can’t word anything that wouldn’t sound bland in comparison to what you said.” He sounded genuinely frustrated, which was a surprise to Nightmare.

“If you’re worried about that, then between the two of us, someone is smarter than you.” Dream let out an offended gasp at that which was quickly ignored as he wrapped his arms around Dream, firmly keeping his head down against his shoulder. “I already know that you love me back, that’s enough.”

Dream clearly seemed to want to protest but he pressed him closer instead, adding with a voice too broken to be normal: “However, I need you to swear you’re never going to think of leaving me again.”

The trapped one opened his jaw, about to express his confusion before he abruptly shut it as pathetic cries, a burning throat, tears mingling with a soap-like substance, the smell of alcohol and medicine, and the shrieking of the ambulance car assaulted his mind.

Among the blurry memories, a figure with desperate purple eyes stood out, begging him to hold on and not make him live in a world where he was not there.

He tightened his hold over Nightmare, one of his hands ending up fisting the fabric of his shirt. “I won’t leave, not again.” He managed to squeak out, recalling how Nightmare held him after the incident, like he wanted to open his ribcage and tuck Dream inside or like he was the fool cradling sand and hoping it would stop it from being blown far away by the wind.

“But you better not go anywhere either.” He added, a familiar boy with a noose around his neck making sure to remind him he was not the only one who attempted to end their story prematurely.

“I’ll follow you for the rest of my life, if only you would be so kind as to permit it.” He replied, quickly adding the last part.

Dream scoffed, lifting his head before he crashed their lips together. Nightmare responded in kind, flipping them over so he would be on top of him instead.

The other’s arms wrapped around his neck, bringing them impossibly closer as the kiss deepened. Nightmare reached for one of Dream’s knees, lifting it by its back and rubbing soothing circles on the bare skin. Both would have been perfectly content to continue kissing but unfortunately, human beings did need to breathe, which forced them to separate for a bit.

“We should get married.” Nightmare said, out of breath, clearly too dizzy and drunk on the present moment to be deciding such important things.

“Talk about marriage after you get a ring.” Dream, always the reasonable one, wisely reminded him before kissing him again.

The next day, when Nightmare, in pajamas, actually got on one knee and presented his ring offering to his boyfriend, Dream almost spat out his latte.

[ojoshai]

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚕 𝚂𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎?

Ink & Dream: 👁️👄👁️

Cross: Hey there, my handsome artist, you may have abandoned me in the past before we were even in a relationship, but I've decided to give you a chance anyways. After all, what's life without a little drama and a few missed opportunities? So, are you up for the challenge? Will you accept my proposal and promise to keep our relationship fun and drama-free for a bit? Just know that if you cause any more turbulence, I'll transform your life into a real-life soap opera, complete with dramatic twists and turns!

Ink: I'm not sure if I should feel threatened or aroused by this situation, and it also feels a little too early for us. Shouldn't I be the one proposing to you instead?

Nightmare: Hey there, forgetful and treacherous love of my life, I know you can't remember a thing, especially the fact that you betrayed me centuries ago and that we've been engaged all this time. But hey, you have amnesia, so I guess that's a good enough excuse. Now that you're back to your lovable self and memories back, how about we start our love story all over again and finally tie the knot, this time without any backstabbing? Deal?

Dream: Nighty, I must admit that I would love to spend the rest of my life with you, but I won't accept your marriage proposal just with you holding a ring pop. If anyone's going to be proposing here, it should be me.

And then there's Error and Blue being the spectators.

Error: Uh, what's going on here?

Blue: It seems like they're... proposing?

Error: With a ringpop? Really?

Blue: Looks like it. This is certainly... unique.

Error: *chuckles* I never thought I'd witness something like this.

Blue: *grins* Hey, Error, maybe you'd like it if I proposed to you with a ringpop too.

Error: *laughs* Ha! As if, Blue. I have higher standards than that.

Blue: Oh, really? I think a ringpop would suit you just fine. *teasing*

Error: *still chuckling* Yeah, right. Like you'd have the guts to propose to me in the first place.

This is a remake of my old post 2 years ago, but this time. I'm using GL2.

[coneheaddream]

Jswisjs I was practicing colors/ emotions in this drawing and well- this happened. I don’t usually draw things of this tone since I’m not a fan of character death or hinted + let alone use this type of color palette/ shading lol, but yeah it was fun. Been getting into drawing dreamswap a bit more too, let’s me practice drawing humans while still being in the utau fandom

[snow-au-love]

Happy belated birthday! I already wished you one on Twitter [X] but i still wanted to do it here...

Ah, right i was going to ask for a request, would it be okay if you could draw some fluffy Sweammare? Just them both being soft to each other..

Take your time and have fun! I also hoped you had a lovely for your birthday ^^

Thanks for celebrating and for requesting!!! I had a great time on my birthday with everyone~🥰💕💕

Fluffy Sweammare......They are so hot......🫣

[gtrsh5]

Wtf r these boomers doing

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[gtrsh5]

I exploded into confetti :3

Heya, it’s been a while. Sorry for the long break; things have been kinda crazy in my world for a while. I got my computer back up and running with nothing lost, but it’s just been one thing after another in my world right now and finding the motivation to write has been hard. I’m going to try and force myself to make time for writing because I have really missed it. I’ve got a trade and a bad sans poly story in the works, but for now, here’s something that I wrote a while back and rediscovered in my documents.

A human Dreamswap story, with trans!Nightmare and a more queer platonic relationship between Dream and Nightmare. Just some cute stuff and focusing on Dream and Nightmare’s bond. Hope you all like it, and I will hopefully get back into the grove of things in short order!

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Keep reading

[kalukao]

Mind him being there?

[isame-allen]

Omg sweammare guys

Inspired by the fanfic “fireflies” by @/foxxism

Song - snakelike (stars collide) by whatsaheart

[dreamvonlicht]

how do you feel about ds dreammare

What do you expect me to feel other than rejection and opposition.

[lizzyflowers]

More doodles!!

[foxxism]

preincidents meet their future selves

based on these posts (images under cut) by @dreamvonlicht and @dreamvonlickedmyass