#c: pandora

[whiteoutzz]

(oc) the first animus, Pandora

[id: drawing of Pandora, a pale cream stocky icewing with white mane covering all of her neck. She has large tufts of fur on her cheeks, and a tiny beard. She is covered in slightly darker spots, and has two blue scars on her snout. Her eyes are dark blue with red pupils, and she has blue teeth. She is gritting her teeth, crying, staring directly into the camera. There is a yellow explosion shaped halo behind her head, and some red sparks around her snout. Background is red. / end id]

[tiberiusxmclaggen]

Who: @pandoraxrosier Where: Outside Amanuensis Quills

Tiberius was glad he didn't have to work today, lately far too distracted to focus on much. He was excited for his future with Cressida, but he was also nervous. He knew she was risking a lot to be with him, and he knew there was a chance of backlash. Perhaps that's why he was distracting himself with getting some errands done today. If he focused on his thoughts and worries too much, they'd likely eat him alive. He was just stepping out of the quill shop, rummaging in the bag and not paying attention to his surroundings when he nearly ran into the woman who stepped into his path. He tried to stop, though he still knocked into her shoulder. "Sorry about that! I should have had my eyes on my surroundings. Not my bag." He flashed her an apologetic smile. "Are you alright?"

[imperatrixboa]

Happy Birthday, Pandora Scamander!

May 7.

Daughter of Rolf and Luna Scamander.

[ladyddanger]

thinking about the events of the dsmp hundreds of years later being just a bunch of stories.

In a village nestled between tall pines children play Manberg Vs Pogtopia, the names of nations and reasons for war long forgotten as they hit each other with sticks and tackle their friends to warm summer grass.

When their mothers tuck them in that night they tell them stories of a snowy wasteland, so ancient it still holds the scars of long wars forgotten. They tell them of the wasteland’s inhabitant, the greatest warrior this world has ever seen. His name is lost to history but warriors still pray to him on the eve of battle and tie ravens feathers in their hair in his honor.

If the children misbehaved that day their mothers tell them a different story, one of a masked man who steals bad children and drowns them in the sea.

There’s a crater a few miles east of the village in the middle of the marshlands up by a glittering ocean. The crater is so deep that you can throw rocks off the edge and never hear them hit the bottom. Legend says that once upon a time the goddess of death had a son who walked this earth and when he died in her rage and grief she tore into the city that once stood there with her bare hands and ripped it from the earth leaving nothing but a crater behind.

On long sunny evenings in the inns that dot the coastline bards tell stories of a cursed city of gold and glass buried in the heart of a desert where it snows. They whisper the city is full of riches but nobody who looks for it ever comes back.

On stormy nights the Bards tell a different story, a story of a town that sits over a slumbering god. Strange things happen there. Red vines sport up over night. If you listen closely, the people say you can hear them talk. Everyone there has red eyes and cold cold hands.

If you start at dawn and ride in the opposite direction of the carter you can reach the vault before nightfall. The locals claim it used to hold a faceless god guarded by a king but time has weathered the vault’s defenses and the towns children dare each other inside its walls, running though the tight passages.

An old fairytale says if you follow a small barely visible path from the doors of a vault beyond you’ll reach a forest full of trees so overgrown they block the sun. The fairytale says if you walk to the heart of the forrest there’s a prince sleeping there, nestled in the flowers and weeds. The fairytale says his true love and his knights are long dead. The fairytale says he dreams the whole world in existence. The fairytale says a lot of things but nobody really believes it.

[splatattackz]

you wouldn’t survive an hour in the asylum where they raised me

[saltwatersweets]

[bleue-flora]

Ok, I recently wrote an essay [here] talking about the definition and duties of civil engineering as well as the ethics because of the brain rot @swordfright gave me with calling Dream Sam’s ultimate engineering project. So, because I actually am a civil engineer I took it upon myself to design the title and summary of quantities sheets just like I do at work for roads but with Dream as the project instead. And in honor of angst day sponsored by @sixteenth-day-event, I figured I’d share it because I feel like it kinda works for the prison of the mind prompt.

“Sam’s “ultimate engineering project” he deemed too damaged like a bumpy road or crumbling building that wasn’t worthy of patching and filling in the cracks or reinforcing, that’s too eroded to be fixed and preserved. So, Sam strived to tear him down to the bedrock so he could remake, remold, and reengineer Dream according to his design for the common safety, public health and well-fair.”

{These are very similar to the actual sheets I make day to day, which I shall not share for the sake of doxing my location, but yea pretty much everything has a significance. Some of it doesn’t necessarily make sense but that was because I was more so taking inventory of what we see in lore (so you know I counted ;) lol)}

[polinamory]

Pandora's Vault, but all the visitors except Quackity are Dream's hallucinations. Pandora's vault, but Dream talks to Sapnap and George for hours, and then finds himself in an empty cell. Pandora's Vault, but Dream throws buttons torn from his shirt at Quackity every time he comes to him to make sure that he is real. Pandora's Vault, but Sam hears Dream arguing with himself for hours, sometimes loudly shouting Tommy's name. Pandora's Vault, but Dream is petting a nonexistent cat, not understanding why Sam is looking at him so worriedly. Pandora's Vault, but hallucination faces are getting more and more blurred because he can't remember exactly what his friends looked like. Pandora's Vault, but Punz's voice is the only reason he continues to survive in this hell 💥💥💥💥💥

[gorlicberd]

idk how this app works but LOOK C!RIVALSDUO ANGST WAHOO

[nekioe]

Two c!Dreamies

And Pandora i made for school based on @/llitchilitchi comic here :3

[sumwan]

Currently rewriting Pandora's Vault's wiki page, but this (old) part of the page will never stop being funny:

The fact that they're listing c!Dream's "crimes" as the reason for his imprisonment when it was only the revival book that made the server decide to lock him up. The fact that c!Dream self-harming in lava is stated as him "trying to escape". The fact that the torture or any of the other human rights violations are not mentioned at all. It's only four sentences and there's so much wrong here, it's hilarious.

[swordfright]

here’s the tricolor version of the lineart i did for @dreblr-gen-big-bang bc i liked how it turned out. bunnzie’s colored version is here and you can check out elm’s fic here. taking part in this was really fun!

[b6d11f]

but tonight he is alive and in the north field

[bleue-flora]

“There are some snakes that just bite. Pure evil. But they weren’t always that way. You made them that way by treating them like that’s what they always were.” — Dream —

After, I don’t know how many hours, I would like to present what post-prison c!Dream basically looks like in my mind.

things you may not have noticed:

- His hair is cc!Dream’s color with grey roots from malnutrition, white streaks from the revive book testing, and a red tinge because the blood from months of torture dyed his hair due to only having hot water to clean it and the malnutrition making his hair more porous.

- The mask is literally the smile from his profile and the green is the same shade as his Minecraft skin.

- His armor and weapon colors are also actually taken from Minecraft enchanted netherite.

- His armor is a bit mismatched and ragged because this is not his nice shiny Nightmare gear, but the no doubt less OP and more hastily thrown together set after prison.

- You may notice he has a more almost feminine frame. This is because given his frequent twerking I imagine he was rather curvy before being starved in prison.

{things you can’t see but in my mind are there: his eyes are of course green behind the mask and I was going to put one of his dead parrot’s feathers in his hair but it didn’t look right, so just imagine it’s there.}

[spicypineapplejuice]

you better eat this shit up tumbler

[lucaden]

Artist!

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Uncensored version + sketch under the cut