#dreamswap colour

[jaywaslost]

A week away

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Long story short I got bored and decided Finch and Hacker decided more content, so this was born

Ooooof course this includes some headcanons @asukamood and I have, in our defense theres barely any canon content of either of them. Anyways, enjoy what you're getting into :D

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Sypnosis:

“You don’t just- get to do that! You don’t get to disappear for a week and not answer my questions when you come back Finch.”

The words hung heavy in the air, each sentence a weighted accusation that Finch felt like built up to a feeling of guilt that was growing with each second. He stood there, caught between the exhaustion and the emotional storm in Hacker’s eyes.

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Creak

The door slid open, noise echoing through the otherwise silent room.

The man in the doorway looked around, but couldn’t see anything within the darkness of the house.

The hour was quite late, around 3:45 in the morning. Finch had just gotten back from a week-long mission, exhaustion written all over his features.

Putting his shoes away, he didn’t even bother taking his hat off before immediately collapsing on the couch. He shouldn’t be awake at this time, but some things can not be helped, this was one of those times.

It had been too long since he got to lay down and take a breather. It felt strange to do so after nonstop movement, but it was a welcome change of pace.

Heavens knew he needed it anyway.

He should probably eat, but his muscles were too sore to even think about getting up and grabbing something, let alone having to look around in the dark.

It was late, anyway. He may wake up Hacker with too much ruckus.

It’d been a while since he got to talk to Hacker..

His..fiance. 5 months earlier, the taller decided he wanted to take their relationship to the next level and took his chance when they were alone after an outing. It was clearly planned for a while, the ring picked perfectly to his size and liking.

It wasn’t all too flashy or big, but clearly not an ordinary run-of-the-mill one, perfect for his tastes.

He really knew what to look for.

It was meant to be a regular week for them earlier, but that was until lord Dream himself requested Finch’s presence urgently.

Neither of them knew the reason or how long he’d take, but it was expected to not be longer than maybe a few hours at most, a day if overkill.

But here he was now, back after a week.

One where he completely disappeared.

He didn’t check his phone during those few days, both lacking the ability and chance to.

He wonders if Hacker said anything about it..

It’s not the time to think about this, he should change.

Letting out a sigh from his lips, Finch sat back up, pausing momentarily to calm his head as it suddenly decided to make his life harder and feel like it was about to explode. Hacker would have loved to make jokes every time he said his head was pounding the last few days.

It felt oddly strange not to have someone laughing at every other word he said that could be misinterpreted.

He had gotten too used to the other’s presence, hadn’t he?

..no clue if that was good or not, but it wasn’t time to worry about that.

Finally mustering up the energy to get off the couch, he stood and decided to go to the closest bathroom in hopes of at least managing to wash his face before getting some much-needed rest. The last thing that mattered at that time was if the lights were on or not; Finch was very aware he looked like an absolute mess but didn’t have enough energy to care, not one bit and not at this hour.

The bathroom light flickered dimly as Finch entered, casting shadows all around him. The mirror reflected a face marked with exhaustion, dark circles beneath tired eyes. His hair was more messy than he’d usually leave it to be, uniform slightly wrinkled. As the water ran, he cupped his hands and splashed it on his face, the cool sensation felt refreshing even with the weariness that weighed him down.

Leaving the bathroom, he finally made his way to the room he and Hacker shared. The hallway felt longer than usual, each step echoing in the silence of the dimly lit apartment. Finch found himself leaning on the wall for support almost the entire time, his legs protesting the effort.

Leaning against the wall, Finch began to regret not just staying on the couch. The warmth emanating from the room felt inviting, but it was too late to go back now. Taking a deep breath, he pushed the door open, ready to face whatever awaited him on the other side.

The door creaked open, revealing the unlit room in all of its messy glory. It wasn’t a surprise to see some of his belongings lying around, it would be safe to assume the other got lonely and missed his presence. The cold air from the window hit him in the face immediately, causing him to shiver a little bit. It seemed like Hacker forgot to close it before going to sleep that night.

As his eyes adjusted to the room and its lighting once again, he noticed a figure sitting by the edge of the bed staring right at him. A rhythmic tapping sound echoed through the space, only stopping when their eyes met.

This should have been expected, Hacker has never been one for a normal sleep schedule and he wasn’t there to enforce one on him either. It probably spiraled out of control while he was gone.

The sound of the tapping wasn’t easy on the headache, but before Finch could get a word in, the other spoke up.

“Looks like you finally decided I was worth seeing again?” Hacker asked, words laced with spite.

Wonderful, this wasn’t going to be fun. The tapping had finally stopped, which was a relief at the very least.

”Hello to you too, Hacker," Finch managed, though the words escaped his lips in a monotone whisper. The energy required to sound out any warmth or emotion into his greeting seemed beyond his grasp at the moment, he was barely capable of processing what he heard and getting himself to say a thing at all. His initial dream of collapsing onto the bed and slipping into much-needed unconsciousness now felt like a distant fantasy, shattered by the tension that hung in the air.

The blond man, sensing Finch's mood, got off the bed and approached him cautiously. His tone shifted from stern to a more pressing concern.

"Where were you?"

Finch met Hacker's gaze with a wearied expression, his eyes heavy with fatigue. He then glanced back at the clock on their desk, a silent acknowledgment of the ungodly hour that had unfolded in the silence of their shared space. Neither of them should have still been awake at that time.

"Why are you awake? It’s 4 in the morning. That’s really not good for you, we ta-"

"I asked you a question, answer me," Hacker interrupted, his demanding tone hinting at the weight of whatever had transpired during the other’s absence. The room, illuminated only by the new soft glow of the desk lamp Hacker turned on moments ago (Finch doesn’t know how he missed that), felt suspended in a quiet tension, both men standing in the middle of a conversation that seemed to get them nowhere so far.

“Hacker-”

“I’ve waited for days wondering where you were. You didn’t respond to a single text. I'd have preferred you left me on seen; I’d have at least known you were ALIVE-”

“Can we please leave this for the morning? You need to rest. I c-”

“You don’t just- get to do that! You don’t get to disappear for a week and not answer my questions when you come back Finch.”

The words hung heavy in the air, each sentence a weighted accusation that Finch felt like built up to a feeling of guilt that was growing with each second. He stood there, caught between the exhaustion and the emotional storm in Hacker’s eyes.

At this point, Hacker's frustration seemed to overcome the concern he felt. Was it that? Had they merged? Finch couldn’t tell.

He had never found himself feeling so conflicted over anything. The walls seemed to close in, the silence amplifying the gravity of the situation. It felt slightly difficult to breathe, why had he not thought of this? Finch’s shoulders slumped, and he ran a hand through his disheveled hair, searching for words that could at least break some of the silence between them. Yet, the weight of the unspoken lingered, his tongue feeling heavy.

Hacker's frustration began to morph into a deeper worry as he took in the sight of Finch. The lines of exhaustion etched on Finch's face spoke volumes, and beneath the weariness, Hacker caught a glimpse of something else – vulnerability. That was enough to shake whatever he had built up, any anger that might have felt at that moment fading away.

The other never showed vulnerability. He was raised a soldier and never grew out of that, never allowing himself a moment of fragility or one second of relaxation either.

"Finch," Hacker's voice softened, concern (or perhaps regret?) replacing the anger that had fueled his previous words. He took a step closer, his eyes searching Finch's for some explanation that could quell the rising anxiety within him. The ‘flame’ was smaller than usual, from what he could see it was a light blue instead of the usual yellow or white.

"I get that you've had a tough week, but you can't just shut me out like this. What happened?"

Finch hesitated, his gaze dropping to the floor before meeting Hacker's eyes again. Every cell in his body had been screaming in protest to his movements, it took everything in him to stay standing the entire…20? minutes they had been arguing if it can be called that.

If he wanted it to end, Finch knew he had to at least say something to calm the other’s nerves.

"It's complicated," he began, voice still as blank as it was before, but now carrying a hint of desperation "I didn’t expect it to last this long, but it turned out the mission I was deployed on was given to us based on mostly false information. I had to figure out what to do on my own with that."

Hacker's expression shifted to a mix of empathy and frustration, it was more like childish annoyance in a sense. "Well then whoever gave that information should’ve been the one dealing with it, not you. I was alone for so long waiting for you to show up in what you said would’ve been 2 days, did they really not have anyone else to help or anything?” he complained.

Finch nodded. The room felt quieter, the tension slowly dissipating as the atmosphere got lighter. At the lack of another response,Hacker finally let Finch’s shoulder go and dragged him towards the bed, realizing how likely it was that he didn’t rest during that entire ordeal.

"We’ll be talking about it tomorrow, do you hear me?" Hacker stated firmly, Finch nodded. The room felt quieter, the tension slowly dissipating as the atmosphere lightened. At the lack of another response, Hacker finally let Finch’s shoulder go and gently guided him towards the bed, recognizing the likelihood that Finch hadn’t rested during that entire ordeal.

Finch, caught in the undertow of exhaustion, managed a low but affirmative murmur. The events of the past week, the stress he had been carrying, all felt a little more distant as He lowered himself onto the bed holding onto the other for some support. He was still fully clothed, staring at the ceiling. In any other situation, Hacker may have joked about that, Finch willing to lay down in his work clothes and risk them getting ruined, but it didn’t feel like the time to (that didn’t mean he wouldn’t in the morning, though).

Hacker lingered by the bedside for a moment before going to turn off the lamp he switched on moments ago. He didn’t hesitate to get into the bed next to his beloved right after, he earned the right to some cuddles at the very least after all of that, Finch should have heard all he told Blue during this absence! He was so miserable on his own.

Finch didn’t protest, if anything he pulled himself closer to the other’s embrace having not felt this safe in days. He didn’t know why it felt that way, not like Hacker was capable of fighting someone off if the house was for example broken into.

Regardless, it was nice. He didn’t mind it.

Shockingly, despite his fatigue, Hacker was the one who fell asleep first. Finch only realized it when he tried to turn to his side but got pulled closer instead.

He didn’t try again, letting the sleeping Hacker do as he wished. The other was a heavy sleeper, he didn’t have to worry that much about waking him.

“You worry too much for me” he muttered, a weight setting back in his chest.

“This is why I feared accepting your advances, it’ll be the death of you. I’m not worth all of that” he sighed, though a smile didn’t leave his face.

With that, he drifted off to a dreamless sleep.

[isame-allen]

Hey can you draw hunter in the clothes i drew him in and draw hunter next to emo blue

I’m going to guess you meant this one

Here ya go

[whatdoievensay]

Request of a friend!

It’s a work in progress

but my friend loooovvveeesss Dream berry

They asked if I could draw dreamberry but the Disarry au and yea!

I personally like it so far 🥰

[modded-deathz]

This is headshot! Ignore my lazy colouring!!!!! (REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED)

Song: Country Girl by Luke Bryan

Bloodlust!Dreamswap by @raccoon-in-a-dumpster and me ( @felixwd )

DreamSwap by @onebizarrekai

[smolponcho]

So I said Blue was next, and he is. He's an absolute Bicon. Hahaha.

Also yes I proudly gave Blue vampire teeth. He looks cute with them.

I decided to mix the colours of the bi flag to make his skin and shirt because when I gave him the dark purple it looked like the Minions from Despicable Me 2. Which was hilarious.

The white in the eye was rushed at the end my apologies so it isn't light pink or blue. I WOULD HAVE MADE IT THAT COLOUR I JUST PANICKED WHEN I SAW HOW DEAD INSIDE HE LOOKED WITHOUT IT-

He looks like an Alien which.. Makes sense considering he lives in Outertale..

Plot twist: Blue is an Alien, these are his true colours.

May I just say he absolutely rocks the purple hair????

Dreamswap and Bloo are made by: @onebizarrekai

I have decided to just do 2 pieces of art everyday apparently. 1 chibi and 1 just flag colours.

[acuteincident]

Frink Sans

Meet Frink, affectionately name as Freak, although I don't recommend it.

(My art) Frink [DS/Fell Inc fusion]

Dreamswap by Onebizarrekai

FellVerse(Fell Multiverse) by fandom

- Terribly rude and arrogant.

- Sack of sarcasm.

- A freaky lonely jerk with no friends

- Perseverance and Determination.

- Amnesia

- More than one ink stain on his skull.

- Doesn't wear a jacket as a matter of principle.

- Knows himself as the Ink of a separate Multiverse (does not associate himself with Fell or DS)

- Can summon his brush.

- Plays the flute.

- His ink is easily flammable, and he likes to use this in combat.

- The colour of his bones is different from the original Ink

Frink (Like the others presented this AU after) was inspired by Fell Ink. I still think this guy is fucking awesome, as I love Underfell so much). And I also love Dreamswap, in particular I love the character development and the overall concept of the "swap" version of the original story. It's cool!!!

Reference

Old reference. (Used)

New reference (used)

Appearance

Black corrugated shorts, loose red t-shirt with triple pattern on the sleeves (black, red black), brown fingerless gloves, flip flops, black bandana with a red skull tied around his head, less often around his neck, pillbox replacing his paint bottles on his belt, notebook around his neck, scalpel, small knife, knife-shaped pen and a bottle of solvent attached to the cover. Default pupils: Red sight (left) and orange triangle with a small yellow square at the bottom (right), ink coloured eyelids and bags under his eyes.

My arts

Other arts

Artist: https://twitter.com/Rtuty_101

Artist: https://vk.com/mrsfy

Artist: https://t.me/haru1213

[dayy-dreemurr-art]

undertale characters with colour palettes requested by some lovely peeps on amino!

the first character is ani by @onebizarrekai, btw :>

[moonstonemoonlight]

Look at the happy beans cuddling no angst here-

Dreamswap by Onebizarrekai

[charlie-in-thebox]

I really need a name for this AU

Ok so anyone remember the post I made a couple of days ago about a Dreamswap AU I created? Well I said I’d do more on it if people liked and the post got 4 likes so for the sake of my fragile ego I’m going to pretend that’s a lot. Anyway so I went about drawing and colouring the characters. I drew Mandy, Cecilia and Thea the most and although I’m not too happy with the designs and will probably continue to tinker with them I thought I’d post some of the art I did while experimenting.

Oh and also look out for some art/sketches for the upcoming sequel to Inside and Out!

Ok so first I tried to recreate a meme with Cecilia, although it turned out waaaay more cursed than I intended.

Then I drew cursed Thea, I think the eyes and hair need the most work here.

Then I discovered I can’t draw chickens.

And that’s all I have that’s worth sharing so far. As I mentioned earlier I will continue to tinker with the designs and will probably post art of Daniel and Ryan soon. See ya around!

- Garnet 

Dreamswap by Onebizarrekai 

[alexglitches]

Incorrect Quote Time

~Dreamswap~

Cross: Do you want to play 20 questions?

Nightmare: Sure! 

Cross: Ok, what’s your favourite colour? 

Nightmare, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you like men?

[insanitycreator]

Finally drew the meme squad with colour. I think they came out pretty good! But Nightmare ended up looking way more baby than I intended. Oh well, it works honestly. XD

Dreamswap by @onebizarrekai

[isame-allen]

OMG WHAT IF EACH PANEL HAD ONE OF THE JR CREW (+BLUE) WITH THEIR ORIGINAL CLUNTERPART THAT WOULD BE SOOOOO CUTE!!!! (ds dream+og dream, ds ink+og ink,ds finch+color,ds blue+og blue)

I’m starting to see a lot of smart peeps lately…

[silverplace-archive]

Okay but like? Could you do a pallet swap with two of the Dreamswaps? Idk which two but I think that’d look cool.

this is the strangest thing i've ever drawn in my life. also i just wanted to see mirage in cool colours, and damn he looks good.

im assuming you meant dreamswapfell, correct me if im wrong!!

[theoldworldsrunnerup]

Day 3: Secret

Does Hacker still count as a version of Killer? Idk, I hope so. Anyways, I didn’t put much effort into it, it’s just something somewhat resembling a sketch that I also lazily coloured in. Anyways I did this for day three because there are so many reasons why ds!Dream and Hacker being in a relationship is a horrible idea, considering Dream runs an organisation that kills criminals, and Hacker was forced to join this gang thing and had to hack other people or something, so yeah—

I could only think of one ship involving ds!Dream going worst than this and it’s ds!Cross x ds!Deam. I still kinda like the concept of this ship though.

Dreamswap belongs to OneBizarreKai

@killerxdreamblog-driller h

[luminousjellyfishy]

CHAPTER 4 STRDYFUHIUJFTD

Updates on time?

Unheard of.

First   Previous

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Credits:

All Dreamswap characters belong to: @onebizarrekai

Dream & Nightmare belong to: @jokublog

Error belongs to: @loverofpiggies

Ink belongs to: @comyet / @myebi

Cross belongs to: @jakei95

Blue belongs to: Undertale AU Community

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DS Nightmare's pov:

Well, I just heard that the alternate me put all us here because, guess this, he was bored. That's right. He was bored.

I officially dub him a jerk.

Without thinking, I summon my staff, preparing to attack that jerk.

Cross notices that I got a little pissed and stepped in front of me, stopping me from going near the other me.

Speaking of him, he notices I started using my magic and turns to face Cross and me, a look of disdain on his face.

"I'm assuming that your powers are influenced by negativity? That might explain why the head of you staff is larger then it's supposed to be..." The strange version of me said. That caught me, and my friends off guard.

Has this guy been SPYING on us????

Nevermind dubbing him a jerk, this guy is a real... creepy stalker jerk.

That's a bad insult coming from me.

I need to come up with a better one.

"Wait-- what? Have you been watching us?! Who does that?!" Cross yelled at the goop mess.

All my friends looked a bit shocked-- no... maybe a bit scared?

Yeah, they're a bit freaked out.

I can sense their auras... remember?

DS Dream's pov:

So, it seems that Nightmare wants to kill the other version of him.... I'm fine with that because he practically hurts my very being just by existing.

Although there still is the chance of Nightmare dying... That wouldn't be very good on my end.

The other Error seems very intent on not getting anyone killed. That part confuses me because in the beginning when we first showed up here, he seemed as though he was willing to kill us himself. What's with the sudden change in personality?

This Multiverse is too strange for my liking.

I walked up to the other Ink, looking for entertainment.

"So, who are you in this Multiverse? I'm curious. In mine, you just work beneath me, helping kill anything with a negative aura." I asked him.

His head perked up as though that's when he started listening when I said the word 'kill'.

"Well, I'm sorta the Protector of our Multiverse. Also, we don't kill people here. If it comes down to it, we take them in and rehabilitate them. Yeah, we don’t kill people because they were born with a negative aura. It's not their fault." He replied to me with a pissed off look on his face.

Wait a second.... his eyelights changed? Yes... they did.

One is a crosshair and the other is a rhombus. They're both blood red. It's kind of unnerving.

"Well I am the God of Positivity. Nightmare is no 'God' himself. Just the embodiment of Nightmares. That's why no one were to care if he and his friends died. Me included." said to him, not entirely feeling what I was saying.

His eyelights changed again. One is a question mark and the other is three dots in a row. They're both changing colour every time he blinks.

"Wait a second... You looked sad when you were saying that. You don't actually want your brother to die... do you...?" He said to me, questioning everything I've been working for.

"He is not my brother. That is a fact, and not opinion. Do not call him my brother. Do you hear me?" I said angrily to the other Ink.

Now his eyelights are both question marks, and he looks quite clueless.

"Ummmm... what were we talking about again? Sorry, I forgot." Ink said with an apologetic grin.

You know what, I'm just going to change the topic.

"So, what are the vials for?" I ask him, hoping he doesn't remember what we were previously speaking about.

"Oh! What's that? Sorry I hear my friend calling me. Byeeeeeeee." He says in a rush and leaves.

Guess that's a soft topic.

Note to self: Don't bring up his vials around him.

"Guess this place is full of questions. Ones that need answering." I said in a quiet voice to myself.

[smolponcho]

Pride time 🌈

Happy Pride Month!

And to celebrate, have an Ani! :) I might do more later.

The first one is just them holding the flag (I originally tried making Ani match the colours of the Ace flag but I sort of failed so I gave them a flag. And a greygender background-

The second one I succeeded in giving them the colours of the flag. Something is bothering me about it but I'm just gonna say it's the eyes. They have no arms because I was lazy- XD..

Wow I haven't uploaded here in a while.

I'll probably do Bloo next.

Dreamswap & Ani is made by: @onebizarrekai

Completely did not forget to tag them.