#lucidity au

[tema-makes-art-sometimes]

I went overboard, but it's too late now! Final piece!!! Desc and explanation of the dream I had that made me draw this below the cut. If you have questions about it feel free to ask I might do a fic for this one day tbh depending on all the other shit I have to do.

It was a dream that had something to do with 316 and him being an OS for a virtual reality exploration dating sim fantasy game where you'd like- sit in a chair and play and it would keep you like catatonic state alive while you play so you can end up playing for days or even weeks without realizing it.

It was Alex (cause of course it was) in the seat and he was playing the game getting wooed and flirted with by a bunch of hot fantasy guys and just having the time of his life to be absolutely honest but he'd only ever play for a bit at a time so he never noticed anything was off.

Little does he know the program is very self aware and is engineered to keep people playing for as long as possible, until they want to wake again (if they even want to).

Alex would just wander around in these pretty dream like game realities doing whatever he wanted being hit on and flirted with by hot fantasy guys.

i don't remember if he woke up by natural means or something but he did eventually wake up and had a whole panic because instead of it being 3 hours later it was a week later and why is there a needle in his arm

meanwhile 316 in his little dream OS with his hot boy puppets wanting the cute irl guy to come back so he can play with him more be like 🥺 like he was supposed to be the one to wake Alex up but he decided to not because Alex was having so much fun so why would he wake him up and run his fun? besides he could keep Alex alive so why wake him up just let him have fun

316 be like "timer? why do you need a timer? you're happy here aren't you? just stay as long as you want. its okay! Ill take care of you while you're here. everything's okay nwn"

[purpleleafsyt]

Don't stare into the trees, lest you find something staring back.

[kalopisiaaa]

nothing straighter than you and your boy best friend sharing lucid dreams! nothing gay about the horrible codependency you two have! its actually so heterosexual of them to be unable to sleep without being in each other's arms!

first concept for my LUCID au! the sillies

[wordsinhaled]

got struck with an AU in which dream owns a weird little candle shop called Lucid Dreams Candle Co. (or something similar) and makes his own scented candles, incense, reed diffusers, and so on

there’s an aromatherapy relaxation room in the back, where you can go to have a quiet moment or a nap in a dimly lit space that smells lovely and has relaxing music or binaural beats for sleep playing from secreted-away speakers. there’s a workshop space where dream actually makes his products. and above the shop is dream’s little flat, full of mythology books and plants...

except it’s a wonder he can keep the plants alive at all, and that he runs a shop where so many people go for their self-care needs. as far as his sister is concerned dream always looks too pale, always drawn and tired and she thinks maybe if he opened his curtains or spent more time in his own aromatherapy room or perhaps went on holiday to the seaside for a bit it might do him some good

hob works part time at the inn across the street while going for his doctorate. he wanders into the shop one day on a break - in the middle of dream massaging a customer’s temples, as a demo, with an essential oil blend he carries that’s meant to help with migraine. “just a little will go a long way,” dream is saying quietly as hob enters, and hob’s attention snaps to him because who has a voice like that?

hob ends up staring at dream’s fine-boned hands, and at him, in general, because who is he.

until he hears that voice again, but this time it’s dream saying, “how may i help you?” in a tone that simultaneously has hob imagining all the ways this beautiful stranger could help him, thank you, and thinking that maybe he’s made a mistake and the shop is actually closed, or something (after all, it’s mostly empty)

“er,” he says, “no, just looking. around, i mean… looking around.”

“ah,” says the man.

and dream lowers his hands gracefully from the other customer’s face, rings up their little vial of essential oil, and then suddenly he’s at hob’s side, noiseless as a shadow. “is there something in particular you’re looking for?” he asks, very gracious and a little imposing and impossibly, almost ethereally beautiful.

people like this don’t own shops, do they? hob thinks. they walk the runway at paris fashion week and ride around in stretch limousines and most definitely do not cross paths with exhausted graduate students of history. god’s wounds.

“well,” hob starts… and stops. truthfully he’d just wanted a break from the monotony of his usual lunch, which consists mostly of revision or reading for class. “i suppose i don’t really know.”

and for some reason, the stranger smiles, as though he has been set a puzzle or a challenge that pleases him. it transforms his face, makes his eyes glimmer. “i am dream,” he says. “welcome to my establishment. i believe you may enjoy one of my newer creations...”

[apotheosisyphean]

im not truly obsessed with a piece of media until ive made band au content for it

[bonefall]

do the starclan angels get to taste the culinary evolutions their descendants cook up? do they ever watch their great grandkids salting something and think "damn that looks agreeable"

Sadly there are downsides to being dead. They can still eat and cook the prey in StarClan offerings, but they can't taste of the mortal plane any longer.

There is ONE exception. Sacrificial offerings can be tasted. Tasting these offerings as a spirit can sometimes have... unintended effects.

Nothing magical, but suddenly, it hits you again that the afterlife isn't the same as being alive. There's flavors you haven't experienced in years. Mass returns to your lips and paws. You realize that you aren't breathing, and for a twinge of a second, your chest surges with the warmth of a beating heart.

Angels who died young are usually alarmed and unsettled by eating such offerings, and won't partake more than once. To others it's a comfort. Many cry after their first experience, so perhaps, unknowingly for the living, it's why it's so common to make food sacrifices during droughts.

[ryemackerel]

some more things i added to the This Is Not the End au!!

thinking of bringing back c! green guy and his sibling to my au but completely redesigned and probably resembling more that of jesters?

again, this is so i can use the characters but separate them as far as possible from the actual content creators, just so they can stand out as their own people :) same thing that i did with c!will becoming wyllow.

(fyi! so far, wyllow, lucid, hope, and sunny have been the only ones renamed. might get to renaming the other characters before i draw them for the au.)

[unagidevi]

6 styles challenge (except the first is mine) also every nightmare is purple.

Me/Box 1 - unagidevi

Box 2 - @evilforgood999

Box 3 - @mrpotguy

Box 4 - @fresh-trans-fish

Box 5 - @deitysragabash

Box 6 - @dsdreams-leftball

[decarbry]

a frequent visitor

[miralyk]

(reblogs turned off bc i'm still generally self-conscious of showing/drawing my face and i may delete this post at some point lmao)

to try sketching as warmups and draw more in general, i've been getting into the habit of jotting down (lucid) dream diary stuff again,,,, replaying both prototype and ac have led to interesting results

[purpleleafsyt]

Slowly getting back into drawing, have an experimental/concept doodle Soul :]

[shipkidhell]

ugh, this blog is kind of dead!!!! mb gamers

this is my error x dream shipkid named lucid… these were my sketches of the corrupted version of em

for the second picture, on the left is nova (inkmare)

[lostsoulau-ask]

A...Strange Mirrorfolk enters the tournament.

This is for the @kirbyoctournament !

The dimension mirror of LostSoulAU diseapears one day when the epilogueAU happens, strange shapes run and flee around in the darkness and only one person is at its head, the Non-Matter born Dark Matter and mirror counterpart to Lucid...

The Doctor

Few knows about who he was before he became a Dark Matter, but many knows about his influence on the Mirror World, having managed to took the Tyrant off his position of power, and the terror he had caused to the regular world, toying and taking as many samples as he could in his drive for knowlege and the imbued Mirror Dark Matter instinct to feed off the fear of the unfortunate.

Nowadays, hes still searching for a solution... a solution for what? Well, there is a reason why no one dies in the mirror world.

[cosmictapestry]

my only real problem with a morphienne roleswap au is that it becomes extremely difficult to characterize morpheus. because like, his grief and suffering and his fear are so intrinsic to his character, and they’re both born of his function, and in a normal human au or whatever you can slap some horrific trauma (not JUST the fishbowl.) and its ravaging aftermath on him and get a passable approximate of his like, fucked uppedness. as far as human understanding goes. but if we’re staying in the sandman universe and just messing with stuff i mean. lucienne’s transition to dream is smooth as butter no fuss she’s practically born to it and she’s just as interesting as ever and her ruthless pragmatism works PERFECTLY as a fatal flaw balancing out the fact that she’s much more likable than morpheus in the first place. librarian morpheus is just kind of flat. anyway here’s the vibes

[saffron-gold-stardust]

Lucid Dreams and Ceasless Nightmares….

Coming up with some forms/designs for Dream and Nightmare because fun >:3

Still pretty early on and workshopping these bit by bit, but I’m enjoying the ride. Sharing these now since I’m gonna have to rest my arm this week, my RSI flared up again pretty badly. Blegh! Anyway I’m gonna ramble about my ideas under the cut, maybe share a few concepts.

Dream and Nightmare belong to Jokublog

But these designs are mine, hee hoo

So yeah, going with “Lucid Dream” for our dude on the left. Lol. It started out as a pun, but the definition actually ended up working so nicely with my ideas; suffused with light, luminous, transluscent… plus the pun. Yep. Had to use it lol. I’ve been having fun painting some crystalline stuff related to these boys’ SOULs, may be considering making Lucid Dream’s outfit liquid-like, as if it was a high shine satin silk, or super-organza. Ok, if you’re wondering wtf any of that means, look up the Armani Privé Coture line from Fall 2021. The fabrics there are INSANEEEEE.

Anyway, hopefully it’s easy to tell from the visuals that this is more akin to a swap!Dream (tho i really dont know much about them aaa) than a corrupted/shattered variant. I’m a big fan of angel wings and all, I’ll slap em on most any chance I get, but honestly if Nightmare is a semi-eldritch horror, then why not Dream as well? Lol

Lucid is main-universe Dream, in that post-Underverse idea i have stewing in my noggin. He ends up in posession of a few extra golden apples through accidental timeline bullshittery. His hand is forced by Nightmare, and to protect his friends and re-balance the multiverse, he consumes them and assumes this form. His body takes it pretty hard, skull splitting completely on the left side from an old wound, and beginning to crack on the right. Everything weeps a liquid gold ooze. His cape-ribbons tear/transform into two smaller tendrils, while a larger set of four burst from his soul out the back and destroy the sun patch. Ouch.

In the midst of this brutal fight with Nightmare, he’s fighting to control the overwhelming nature of his new power, as it fights to take him over. While he generally remains—ha—lucid, he has moments where his control slips away, and a primal, ancient desire to fill the universe with light overtakes him. Somethin’ like that. Still kinda vague on the details. Less happy-crazy or full on stoic-coldness, and more like incomprehensible god energy lol. A little chaotic. Mainly tho, he remains Dream, just desperately trying to save his home and his friends and maybe his brother, if he can hang on long enough.

Here’s some expressions, notably the goopy eyes and phasing in and out of madness. :Db

Noot’s design isn’t a power-up, moreso a redesign for funsies. I wanted to give him something intimidating and regal, play around with how everything is made of goop, and off of Dream’s design elements too. It’s pretty messy atm, still trying to balance things. Here’s a few sketches of that :>

Hey if u got to the bottom I love you, have a slice of cake. It’s apple cake lol

[everdreamart]

I made a shitpost AU featuring the main villains from a D&D campaign I'm in! They're so silly and I love them sm--

(DM) @ashes-to-asher Suffer >:)

(Other Players) @traumallamarama @blazingjuniper You're welcome <3