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From time to time: Chapter 6 Plan ds Dreammare

Chapter 5: https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/662203294580621312/from-time-to-time-chapter-5-ds-dreammare

Tree of feelings, morning

(We leave Iyashikei (ODream)’s pov to take a look at YDream’s) YDream is wondering who the f*ck is this person because this man had the same kind of aura as him. He already knew the theory about alternative universes, and he tested it earlier, just to be sure. Would it be farfetched to think this stranger was possibly an alternative him? Well, it doesn’t really matter for now. His ‘sister’ escaped on ‘her’ own before the adult followed ‘her’. The stranger didn’t do the portal (as far as he can tell anyway); he was too concentered on the young guardian. He’s not stupid, he knows he was too weak compared to the man and it’s only because the man was toying with him that he’s alive right now. No, not toying with him; talking to him. But if he was another him, an older him, wouldn’t it mean that what he said was… No. He was just lying to make him doubt. Otherwise, what he did to his ‘sister’ would be- No. No. Just a lie, nothing else. He decides to train more before making his organization: after all, nobody wants someone who isn’t strong enough to protect them.

(He tries to forget the sheer fear and betrayal in Nightmare’s eyes)

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From time to time: Chapter 5 Plan ds Dreammare

Chapter 4: https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/661574173191258112/from-time-to-time-chapter-4-ds-dreammare

Anti-void, unknown

Nightmare is actually half waiting for him, thanking him but still demanding an answer. ODream, with shame hammered in his SOUL for his past actions, tell him he may have predicted what was going to happen if he didn’t help. When Nightmare thinks about it and asks if ‘her’ ex-friend would have killed ‘her’ if ODream didn’t intervene, the winged man remembers how he killed his sibling and his somber feelings that Nightmare can feel answer her question. Realizing ‘she’ didn’t even ask for a name, ODream will choose his new name thanks to a memory of Ani who was talking about Iyashikei. (It becomes a promise to do better.) He also asks that ‘she’ changes ‘her’ name, clothes, and hair because it would be too recognizable. She chooses ‘Badass’ as a name before he changes it.

Chapter 6: https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/670589051437498368/from-time-to-time-chapter-6-plan-ds-dreammare

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From time to time: Chapter 4 Plan ds Dreammare

Chapter 3: https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/660978669634879488/ds-dreammare-chapter-3-plan

Tree of feeling, morning.

Can someone help me with the tags? What should I tag?

(The Dream we followed until now will be ODream (Old Dream) and the younger one who is trying to kill Nightmare will be called YDream (Young Dream).

ODream takes action quickly, and places himself in between his sibling (Nightmare is here. Nightmare is alive. She’s alive, she’s alive, she’s alive. I didn’t kill her yet. She’s alive.) and his YDream (I’m an idiot. All of this could have been avoided. It’s my fault, it’s my fault. I can make it right. Please let me make it right.), he proclaims loud and clear that he won’t let the younger guardian kill Nightmare.

*Fight scene in clear favor of the older Dream*

ODream tries to explain to the child why he cannot kill his own ‘sister’, but the young one won’t listen, stating that anything ODream says has to be a lie because just tried to protect Night, he has to find an excuse to convince YDream not to kill ‘her’. Not able to reason with him, but unwilling to kill him, the older guardian turns to talk to Nightmare only to see ‘her’ escaping through a portal. In a split second, he follows after ‘her’, blocking the younger one from following too.

Chapter 5: https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/662203294580621312/from-time-to-time-chapter-5-ds-dreammare

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From time to time: Chapter 3 plan ds Dreammare

Chapter 2 https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/660671113250160640/ds-dreammare-chapter-2-plan

Jr headquarters, midday

Dream is at the orphanage (explore a bit more about it) when Ink comes and informs his boss that they found an unknown laboratory, with human and monster experiments. Dream goes to see for himself.

Unknown place, 3pm

The place they go to is a bit unstable and sometimes quakes. After searching for a while, Dream finds a really special mirror that doesn’t show a true reflection. The area in the mirror is one of a beautiful forest. (It brings to the same place, different time (think the two portals in Skyward Sword)). Another quake makes Dream lose his balance and fall through the mirror. Observing his surroundings, he understands that he truly is in the forest he saw in the reflection earlier. Looking back, the mirror is clearly broken and obstructed. He goes looking for a possible way back but doesn’t find anything. He walks for hours and hours, before entering the border of a small village he recognizes instantly. Choked because it was the village he knew from the past; he makes his wings disappear thanks to a weird device, takes a cloak to hide his clothes and then he runs toward the tree of feeling. To see his younger self eating the last of the apples.

Chapter 4: https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/661574173191258112/from-time-to-time-chapter-4-ds-dreammare

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From time to time: Chapter 2 plan ds Dreammare

Chapter 1 https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/659131263185289216/ds-dreammare-chapter-1-plan

MEMORY Tree of feelings, afternoon.

When they were younger, years after the ‘tree’ kidnapped them, they had a fight about the villagers, again. They broke into the house, wrecked it, and blamed our poor little gremlin, who wasn’t even there because ‘she’ was searching for a birthday gift for ‘her’ brother. Dream confronted ‘her’, without really listening to ‘her’ (he was listening to find a counterargument). It was the first time Nightmare didn’t back down. It was the first when they didn’t really make up.

Chapter 3 https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/660978669634879488/ds-dreammare-chapter-3-plan

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From time to time: Chapter 1 plan ds Dreammare

I will show the plan of all the chapters before going with writing the chapters themselves. So if you want to read a complete chapter, you will have to wait a while. Nightmare is a transman but didn't come out in this timeline.

JR headquarters, 3am.

It’s a dream but our protagonist doesn’t know it yet. He is writing official stuff when ‘Notmare’ comes through the window. Dream talks aggressively to ‘her’, with a sense of wrongness in the situation (but tries to ignore it anyway). The feeling grows and grows until choking him and making his eyes water. That is where the scenery changes: Notmare has ‘her’ decapitate head in ‘her’ hand. The positive guardian wakes up, a scream lodged in his throat, then remembers it’s been 158 days precisely since he killed his ‘sister’. And nothing has changed: negativity still remains. A shaky breath escapes him, and he bit back a sob. It’s too late to apologize.

Chapter 2:

https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/660671113250160640/ds-dreammare-chapter-2-plan

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3rd ds Dreammare idea

Please tell me if you are taking this prompt, I would love to read it!

Wandering in the forest with his brother, Nightmare stumbles upon ruins. Without listening to Dream’s warning, he touches everything he can. One of many vials falls on him, transforming the negative gardian into a small animal. Dream chastises his brother but takes him home anyway (and teasing too).

While taking care of him, the villagers come to complain about a vandalised shop. And since they didn’t see Nightmare all day, and as he isn’t there to defend himself, they tell Dream his brother is the culprit. Dream, knowing it isn’t possible (since he’s been with him all day), ask if they are sure. And some of the villagers decide to lie, and say they saw it with their own two eyes.

Dream, finally seeing the truth, informs them he is going to go and find his brother and talk to him. It’s a lie to be away from them.

I don’t know what would happen next.

[alakema]

2 ds Dreammare idea

Dream finally kills Night, but it doesn’t do anything. He is overwhelmed by grief and guilt. Somehow (by the power of the creator OWO), he returns in time, just as his younger self eat the apples. He decides he must protect his brother, and after a failed attempt at reasoning with his younger self (cue, realizing he is stubborn and not listening to anyone that object (self-introspection for later)), he goes with Night on the run. He got nightmares about the brother he killed in the past, and nightmares about killing this younger brother (accidentally or not).

I might do this one

[alakema]

CAME OUT TO MY FAMILY

It happened a while ago, but it still hurts so I need to vent. Feel free to ignore this post. Sorry for the grammar mistakes or things like that, I’m French. WARNING: swearing, mention of sex, sexual attraction and things that can be really touchy and incomfortable. Please don’t read if it hurts you.

I used the opportunity of my family gathering to come out as ace (short for asexual, which is commonly known as a lack of sexual attraction). It didn’t go generally well. I got responses like:

“But you don’t look asexual...” .. Your point? I don’t need to ‘lOok liKE’ something to BE something. I do not need to have every little things about me be written on my face for the whole world to see, I was just telling you because we were family. I don’t look like a girl at all, but I’m very much one. Physically, and sometime mentally.

“You just didn’t meet the right person yet!” For Hylia’s sake- I’m aSEXUAL, not aROMANTIC!! I know myself better than you do, thanks. I was, and still am, happily in a relationship, and you knew it! Don’t you dare play ignorant with me, just so that I can fit in your little boxes. ( I have aproblem with this one because I hear it a lot, so I was already fed up with this absolute garbage, and this time it wasn’t said with good intentions).

“It’s because you didn’t try, you’re still a little virgin.” Yes, I am, indeed, a virgin. And I’m planning on staying one. Do you know why? Because. I. Am. Not. Sexualy. Attracted. To. Anyone. I have a libido. I do masturbate. I do feel pleasure when I do it. But I am unable to see someone and have my body react the same as an allosexual person. I can’t control my attraction, just as much as an allosexual can’t control their. Trust me if I could feel attracted, I would’ve, just to understand what the big deal is with sexual attraction, sex, and to not be afraid of the reaction of others.

“Urgh, get real! Asexuality doesn’t EX-ist!” I guess I’m a dragon then! I always wanted to be a Night Fury! But I am real.

“You just say that for attention, aren’t you?” No, because I want positive attention in my life, and I am aware that my sexual orientation generally give negative, unwanted and even dangerous attention. Fuck off with your bullshit, I just wanted a safe space.

“I think there is a cure for that?” Oh. No. Oh, honey no. This one was said with good intention, and he was young, so I can’t be mad at him. But it hurts. It deeply, horribly hurts. Not only because it would have hurt to hear that from anybody else, but also because he was a child, and he heard that piece of crap from his owne parents! I am NOT broken. Like I said before, I do have libido, but this libido has just no direction to go, and it’s okay! It’s not a problem for me, and it’s not a problem for my parter either. Only people I’m not interested in have a problem with it, lol.

I have a very important question to ask: if you can have sex without romantic love, don’t you think it’s entirely possible for romantic love to exist without sex? From personnal experience with me parter, I can assure you that, YES, it is possible!

To all asexuals around the world:

You are NOT broken You are NOT invalid You are NOT imaginary You are NOT seeking attention You are NOT weird

You DON’T NEED anybody else’s aproval You DON’T NEED to doubt yourself You DON’T NEED to put up with the garbage of others You DON’T NEED to be asexual forever to be valid

You are BEAUTIFUL You are ASEXUAL You are YOU

OTHERS can shut up OTHERS can accept

Be PROUD of yourself

On the plus side, here is how my brother reacted:

“As long as you don’t have sex with the same people as me, I’m fine. - But I’m ace, so I won’t have sex with anyone? - Yeah, so you won’t fuck the same people I did. :)”

Love you, bro!

[alakema]

Ds Dreammare ideas

Please, send me a link if you take this idea. I would LOVE to read it!!

Nightmare is a vampire. One night where he was trying to find food (he never kills his preys, just take a few gulps), he is accidentally run over by Dream, a human, because he doesn’t have a reflection in the rearview mirror. It didn’t really hurt him, but he was like ‘Oh well, I can pretend to be hurt so that I can have an easier prey’. So he lies there on the ground. But when he sees Dream he’s like ‘Damnit, he’s hot as hell, I wanna make him scream in a different way than fear’.

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ds Dreammare: Depart

Previous chapter: https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/646041076608729088/ds-dreammare-burn

WARNING: lime, or lemon? (please help)

Dreamswap belongs to onebizarrekai

Dream isn’t used to Nightmare’s right pronouns. He forgets them a lot, but he isn’t doing it on purpose.

Dream’s point of view:

After years apart, I finally saw him for the first time. But I send him to the scientists. I cannot see what they are doing to her. Him, it’s a him now. I occupy myself in my office, sorting documents already in order, reading important reports already read. I feign the trembling of my hands doesn’t exist. My brother is presently in the laboratory, being experienced on for our spirit bond. I involuntarily shiver, admonishing myself. She will be fine. She will be drugged so that she doesn’t have to feel the pain. It’s the least I can do for her- Him. Well apparently, I also have to rectify his file so that the right gender is on it. Why didn’t he tell me before?

“Would have told you if I had had the time, you know, back when we were still together.”

No matter, soon, there will be absolutely nothing between us and I… will have to kill him. To forget my dilemma, I throw myself into paperwork with more gusto than usual, storming through what has yet to be done. The tears in my eyes are from the cold. Nothing else.

**

“Sir, prisoners have escaped!”

I hastily rise, demanding to know which prisoners. And of course, it had to be my mischievous sibling and her- his new friend. I wish I could be surprised, but this is Nightmare after all. As I move quickly toward where they are, I notice than only Cross is running. My sister is on his back, bleeding. My heart lodges itself in my throat, but I ignore it. (Is it because of the experiment or did something else happened? The scientists promised- they said this wasn’t supposed to affect her this much! A little drowsy. But not that!) ‘It’s for the greater good.’ I remind myself. It sounds hollow to my own ear.

I continue to chase them, astonished he can weave his way so well in this dense forest, with a wounded companion nonetheless! Unfortunately for him, I’m fast and gaining on them. The skeleton seems to understand that, for he picks up the pace. Too late, as I grab both of them. He trashes and tosses, almost making my sister fall.

“Quit it. You are in my hands now. You won’t escape a second time. - Tss. If I had known you were such an asshat, I would’ve fucked your brother in your office instead of the pigeonhole.”

…

…

HE WHAT???! My concentration falters, and Cross frees himself from me and uses my claymore to break the remaining of his enchanted chains and teleport in another universe, out of reach.

This fucker! Sighing, I clench my teeth as I call my men off the chase, alerting them of the escape.

**

When I fall asleep on my desk, Nightmare haunts me in our realm.

He’s under his friend, in my office. They aren’t doing it yet, but they kiss so passionately, so fervently, there’s no doubt they will soon. Cross is teasing like he has been doing it all his life. Nightmare, in a wave of pleasure, notices me. He smirks seductively.

“Hey Dreamy~ Do you want to know how sex with Cross was, when we were still in prison, chained? - Silence criminal, you- ! - It was better than you will ever be able to do to me~!”

And he laughs, haughty and mighty. And I… hate it. That he did it with Cross and not me. He purrs as he explains what they did, how they did it.

“Oh, why so sad, Lord Von Licht? Is it because I don’t want you? Because…” His eye turn cold. “You didn’t want me either!!”

 “Dream, what the heck are you doing?”

I answered him, looking him in the eyes. He still wore dresses at the time, and he was gorgeous, I can admit that. But he was negativity.

I had to erase him from existence.

It didn’t take him two second to understand what I was saying. And despite his pleas for mercy, for another solution, I didn’t listen.

“Please Dreamy I- - I am not your ‘Dreamy’ anymore. And for the matter, I am not your brother either.”

High on positivity, I knew it would hurt less to say that to him. I knew I wouldn’t feel as much as a criminal. I had to sever all form of connection, to be able to kill him when the time comes. But a part of me still felt dirty: he was my sibling, and he didn’t ask to be a negative spirit just as much as I didn’t ask to be the positive one. But it had to be done. Everyone would be happy, and Nightmare wouldn’t have to suffer from isolation and loneliness anymore. For once, he could be truly happy too.

When it downed on him that I would not back off, he took Kevin and ran off, escaping my newly made weapon. Taking with him one of the apples. As I saw him quickly eat it, I wondered what would have happened had he been a positive spirit.

I woke up with a start. The shivers aren’t my imagination, the tears aren’t from the cold. And nobody is there to sob except me.

‘God be damned!’

I get out of my bed. I won’t go back to sleep, not after this memory. A midnight walk won’t hurt me much, I suppose. I make sure I don’t encounter Ink or any other guards on patrol. I do not desire to explain myself to them.

The dreams return in my head even more fervently than Nightmare tries to prank Justice Reigns. They just won’t go away, no matter what I do to forget them. I know it is merely guilt and love that is the reason of them, but sometime I wonder; it is as if this piece of memory and weird dream are telling me something. Something I should already know. The solution to all my problems! Maybe- No, no. This isn’t wise of me to pursue this line of thinking. What is done is done. I can’t go back in time. I doubt Nightmare will one day forgive me for what I am doing, even in death. The idea is in my brain still, and gains influence. What if, indeed, Nightmare becomes a positive spirit?

‘We could be together, as a couple.’ Is the first thing my brain comes up with.

I’m a fool. I entertain the idea, in this frivolous hope I won’t have to kill my precious brother anymore, because at last I realize what my feelings are for him. And isn’t it ironic? That I feel more than familial love for him as I made him feel less for me? That I lost his love (even if brotherly) forever, because I was a fool? But I have to try. Even if he never wants to see me ever again, at least will he live to see another day.

Like a possessed person, I run to my office. I need to see if it can be done. What can I say to the people that works for me? What excuse can I tell to assure them I want their happiness but that Nightmare is as much a victim of negativity as them? And do we have the budget to do such a thing? I’ll derive from the bond separation budget if I have to.

**

I stayed up all night. In the end, the second project will be kept a secret, with a few exceptions. It doesn’t really change anything for them anyway; I always wanted Nightmare to be captured alive, and the first project has never seen the light of days either.

I summon Ink to my office.

“You asked for me. - Indeed. Please, take a seat; it might take a while.”

As he does so, I explain to him that I want this discussion to be left in this office and never spoken out of it. My wish made known to him, I feel his surprise through my power, but nothing that could indicate he’s against it. I am aware he wouldn’t have cared either way, as long as I provide him with my positive aura.

He leaves, asking if we should take more scientists.

“Ah. Yes, please send a request to them, and assure their departure from home is safe.”

I watch him leave, before opening Nightmare’s file. I still have to rectify his gender on paper after all. I may have done irreparable damages to our relationship, but nothing is set in stone. And either way, he deserves better from me.

Maybe I can make it right.

[alakema]

ds Dreammare: Burn

Previous chapter: https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/645649623479943168/ds-dreammare-calm

Dreamswap belongs to onebizarrekai

Trans male Nightmare. Some years after Dream’s betrayal. Have yet to meet Error. And yes, I’m aware conceptionelized isn’t a word, but this is Nightmare okay?

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Nightmare’s point of view:

It’s been two years. Two entire years since I met Cross, and I’ve yet to tell him anything important about me : my transsexuality, my gayness, my past with… ‘Today’, I decided ‘I will tell him everything.’ Well, after I escape JR’s prison anyway. Yeah, trying to paint ‘Nightmare was here’ with a doodle of me looking over a wall, when all of JR was on high alert because of a traitor, might not have been my best idea. I regret nothing.

I hear footsteps coming this way. For a moment, I fear this is Dre-… Him, but all I see is a friendly Cross getting dragged along by the arms, thrown and chained into the same jail as me. Convenient. I wait until I’m sure the guards won’t hear us, then I move a little closer to him (as far as the chains are letting me).

“ Hey man, you’re alive?” I ask jokingly.

He doesn’t respond, unmoving. He isn’t dead, I can still feel his emotions; so he is either ignoring me or asleep. Meh, I’ll kick him anyway (to wake him up or to punish him, for me it’s a win-win). The Oreo yelps as he flinches in a straight position. The glare is more of a reward than an intimidation. I only snicker as I question him on why the fuck is he here. To save me? Well fat luck doing that now, inside a prison. He defends himself, and mutters about ungrateful little brat.

“ I’m not little damnit. I’m a full grown man!! - You’re as short as a girl! - Well excuse me, you dimwit, for being born one! - What? - W h a t?”

Oh. My. Fucking. Dog. I    D I D   N O T. No way, nopity nope. Nuh huh. The way he looks at me right now. As if I was never really in front of him all this time. Tripping over his word in front of this revelation, revelation he should have already known. It’s not that I think he isn’t worthy of it, I was just- worried, I guess. I didn’t think I would reveal it under that kind of circumstance. I look around to see if anyone else heard us. But the guards are at the entrance, far away from our sail. And yet, I’m not reassured in the slightest. Fuck. Damnit, this isn’t how I wanted to tell him. He shouldn’t have known over a throw-away line said in an argument. Not like this, not now. Not here, of all places.

“ Sooo… I’m lost. - No, you’re Cross.” I try, in an attempt to derail his train of thoughts. It doesn’t work, since this asshole ignores me entirely. “ Are you a girl or a boy? Cause, the first time we met, you told me you were a boy, but now, you’re saying you’re not. - God damnit, Oreo. I’m a fucking trans masc! - Trans what?”

‘Don’t you dare make the puppy face-… He’s making the puppy face.-_- ’

**

Explaining to my friend what transsexuality means is like explaining a toddler the conception of the stars… When you don’t know how the stars are conceptionelized. Needless to say, I regretted telling him. But when he finally, finally understood the meaning, he only told me:

“ No matter what, you’re still my bro, bro.”

Well shit if that didn’t make me cry. (This is the only time I’m ever crying in front of him. I swear on my chicken’s honor, never again.). We talked a bit more after that. Meaningless shits, mostly. But hey! They’re funny meaningless shits, so I don’t care. I can almost forget I’m behind bars, in JR’s prison. But I’m hungry, and I know it’s time for supper; the guards are late, I wonder why. When footsteps come our way, this time I can feel it. Powerful, certain, determined. Familiar.

It’s him.

I let a shaky breath. His aura burns me to the core, and I’m sure he knows it. But I don’t give a flying fuck. I’m strong, I can handle it. Just as I finally put myself together, a bright glow enters and bathes the flimsy place in an unnatural, otherworldly atmosphere.

“ We finally caught you.”

I don’t answer him even as I stare defiantly at his silhouette. In truth I’m at lost for words. Oh, god it hurts. His voice, his eyes. So different and yet so achingly familiar. Unwelcoming and yet so addicting.

“ Tell me, where did you find your…accomplice, all this time away from me?”

‘Why do you care, you feathered asshole?’ I want to snarl, my voice still lost in the past. Instead, I can barely whisper :

“ Non’yer fucking business, you prat. - Humph. As impolite as ever, sister. But it doe- - Brother.”

Cross, buddy, my dude, my bro. What  the fuck  are  you doing? One: just because I didn’t tell you to keep it a secret, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have kept it a secret. And two: even I know you just don’t interrupt him if you don’t want to be in more trouble than you already are! And yeah, I know I’m one to talk, but it doesn’t matter in the end, since he wants me dead. Drea- HE is shocked as well, if I can still read him correctly.

(I can. And it burns. I can still read a familiar stranger, and it burns!)

His magnificent feathered prick starts, slowly:

“ What… Is the meaning of… This, sister? - Are you deaf, you shitty tosser? He said ‘brother’. - I am quite aware of what he said, and what the word means. My question is why did he tell me, affirm me even, that you are my brother? - ‘Cause I am.”

The leader of Justice Reigns frowns deeply in disapprobation (and why does my heart tightens still?). He demands that I “do not lie to me again. I am not here to mingle with your absurdity”. Fed up with his bullshit, my voice rises to a deeper, steadier tone, even though my body weakens.

“ We’re not lyin’, your stupid birdbrain! I’m a man, always have been. Would have told you if I had had the time, you know, back when we were still together.”

Bitterly, I notice he doesn’t even flinch at the accusation, unperturbed.

“ Duly noted. However, this has nothing to do as to why I am here currently. Take her…him to your laboratory.”

Wait, what? True enough, people behind that bastard, in white coat, are advancing toward. Like hell I’m being a guinea pig! I trash around, hoping for some kind of miracle, and Cross kicks and screams, in vain. He expands and reenforce his power on me, knowing full well the effect he has on me.

The last thing I see before I’m taken away for good is my Cross, scared and small, and a Dream I wish I could forget.

**

I don’t remember what happened at the laboratory. All I know is that my whole body is burning in new, unfamiliar flames. My limbs are singed ruins (my heart is ashes). Breathing is hard (Crying is harder). My friend is worried about me, but I can’t even summon the force to care anymore. I let him scream and plea for a response, but it’s too late for me. I’m burned, hurt and broken.

And I hate myself for it.

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Next chapter: https://alakema.tumblr.com/post/646082387364790272/ds-dreammare-depart

[alakema]

ds Dreammare :Calm

Dreamswap belongs to onebizarrekai

Pre-apple incident, trans male Nightmare that didn’t come out yet.

Dream’s point of view:

It is way too calm to be normal. It’s already noon, and at this time of day, my little sister should be awake by now, causing a monstruous ruckus for everyone to hear. Only silence greets me. I frown, concern growing steadily inside of me. I go to her room, to see if she needs anything. She’s not there… Did she leave before I came back? But she is trustworthy enough to stick a message on the table. She knows I would worry about her otherwise. Maybe I accidentally overlooked it? As I step out of her room, I notice mine’s door is slightly ajar. Weird, I’m certain I closed it this morning. Cautious, I open the door completely. To see Nightmare in my bed, asleep. Okay, that was unexpected. Annoyed, I’m about to start a lecture about her laziness, about how she has her own bed, when a whimper stops me. ‘She’s having a nightmare.’

My sister toss and turn a few time, whimpering and shivering, and I don’t know how to feel about that; she never showed me this side of her. She hates showing weakness. I shake her a bit, hoping it will be enough. It isn’t: she still won’t wake up. My next attempt is a bit more forceful.

“AAAH!”

Is the only sound my little sibling can make before she falls to the floor. Satisfied with the result, I wait for her to notice me. When our eyes meet, she duck her head, before returning her sight on me and exclaiming :

“Yo! What are you doing here? -… What am I doing in my own room? - Fair point… The sunlight blinded me, so I decided your room was better.”

That’s an utter lie, my room has its shutter wide-open, and the sun is hitting full force. I make my disappointment over her lie clear. I try to pry the answer out of her, but she won’t budge and manage to weasel out of this. I’d like to know what happened to her, but I know forcing her to anything will only result in us fighting.

“*sigh*. I’ll prepare you a breakfast, get ready for the day.”

Or what’s left of it, I precise silently. Guess I won’t be back to the tree as soon as I wanted. The shelves are full, I wonder what I could make for her? An omelet, maybe. And bacon, too would be good for her health.

**

I tried to subtly ask again what the bad dream was about. She wouldn’t budge. As much as it is frustrating, it worries me she can’t find it in herself to tell me what’s wrong. Maybe something happened with the villagers. Again. No, the villagers would have told me if she did a prank or had done things she shouldn’t have. And Nighty is not as sneaky as she thinks she is; I would have noticed all the materials she would have tried to gather under my nose (and GOD can she be creative about that). Maybe they did something to her in retaliation?... No, that’s stupid, they might get angry at her, but they aren’t cruel. They would never get physical at her. Nightmare even admitted that she mistook her fall for a shove.

I just have to stay calm and be there for her when she’s ready. I’ll support her the best I can. After all, despite her pranks and her mischievous attitude, she’s my precious baby sister, and I’ll always be her big brother.

 Nightmare’s point of view:

Great. Just perfect. Dream found me during one of… Those times. I didn’t meant to worry him, honest ! I just… I didn’t think he would come home so soon: he has his ‘obligations’ to look after, and he’s so rigorous to be perfect to them that he would take his sweet ass time… I shouldn’t be in the way, or the villagers will make me pay. With how my body is healing right now, I can’t have a repeat of yesterday. It wouldn’t bode well for me. Especially if I have to keep that from my overbearing mother-hen of a brother. He may think he had been tactful, but trustfully, he can’t hide the pain in his eyes each time I stay silent about what the nightmare was about. It’s horrible what I’m doing to him, but he wouldn’t believe me if I said what happened. He never did before. If he were to discover I got hurt, he would force me to tell the ‘truth’, and I would be forced to lie because ‘the villagers didn’t do it Nightmare, you’re just trying to make them look bad in my eyes. You don’t know how utterly disappointed I am in you right now. Now, if you tell what really happened, you won’t be punished as much.’ Moron. What do I find in you, sometime I wonder.

We are back to the tree, together, but I can’t find it in myself to talk a mountain like I’m used to, or be annoying. I didn’t even climb the tree (Dream doesn’t need to know I actually can’t. My ankle is swollen and it’s a miracle I have hidden it this far). My older brother steals glances here and now. ‘Good luck buddy, I ain’t revealin’ anythin’.’ I love him, I really do. But I’m not blind to the favoritism he has toward the villagers over me. Toward anything over me.

“ Nightmare, I wanted to kno- - Please don’t. - What? - Please don’t talk. I just… Want to embrace this moment, just you and me.”

… Okay, what?! Why did I say that ? This doesn’t sound like me at all. Fuck. Oh shit. What do I do now? He’s gonna think I’m weird, and with what happened this morning -afternoon…whatever!- he’s not letting this go for a while. Great… Oh fuck my life. I turn my head away so that he won’t see my embarrassment.

“Is tha-… Are you sure? You can always go home if you don’t feel well. - I feel fantastic, thank you very much!”

**

We spend the rest of the day in quiet and calm. It’s been so long since the last time we were together for that much period of time. I can’t stop the smile on my face, and looking at Dream, he can’t either. I look at my room and my grin wither. Of course, my sibling noticed:

“Nightmare, is everything okay?”

I don’t say anything for a while, debating the best course of action.

“Dreamy, can I… No, it’s stupid, forget it. Good night!”

But before I can escape, he takes a hold of my wrist and turn me around. His eyes shine in the dark, and give a kind warm to our surrounding. He doesn’t speak, gathers me in his arms like a kitten before entering his room. He places me on the bed.

“Stay here, I’ll go get your pajamas. I’ll help with the nightmares, I promise.”

Once we are both ready for the night, he takes me in his arms again, before shielding us with a thick cover. My blush glows in the dark, and I’m thankful he closed his eyes. I never thought I would get to sleep next to my crush. He falls asleep before I do. My heart is racing against my ribcage, I don’t know how to make it silent. I look Dream inhaling slowly, not sure if I should go back to my room or not. But soon, I drift comfortably into a deep slumber.

After that, everything is peaceful, quiet and calm.

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