#trans dream

[justdavina]

Transgender Goddess!

[gabessquishytum]

trans dream who’s never been in a serious relationship before because he was too picky and cis people didn’t want to date a trans person. rather than lower his standards he just resolved himself (reluctantly, he wants to be spoiled, we all know how he is) to just be single forever. he doesn’t really take hob seriously when he comes onto him, expecting him to also be grossed out by his transness, but gets to find out that some cis people ARE just…normal. about trans people

Aww, idiot himbo Dream!! He's a silly boy.

He's all confrontational with Hob, like "well I'm trans, so there!" And Hob is just like. "Cool? He/him pronouns? I don't want to misgender you while I'm ravishing you." Dream just fucking. Bluescreens.

He's still not convinced though. Until Hob takes him home and sucks his t-dick and then fucks him until he's cum four or five times (he lost count to be honest). Only then does Dream begin to believe that a) cis people can be normal and b) cis people can be GOOD at sex. Revelatory, to be honest. Dream glues himself to Hob’s side and haughtily explains that he's never going to leave and that Hob is his boyfriend, now.

Hob is definitely not disappointed by this, as he thinks that Dream is sexy and hilarious and magical. He sincerely hopes to prove that Dream was right to be picky, and to wait for the right man to come along for him <3

[iamsofuckinggay]

Wait wait wait so

Nigthmare and Dream are confirmed tò be genderless creatures who identify as he/him rigth

Does that mean

TRANS DREAM AND NIGTHMARE CANON?????

[toxiccrybabyart]

In light of a popular dreamtale creator being outed as a a massive transphobe, I wanted to doodle my personal headcanon for the twins!

They’re both trans in my eyes

Dream is transmasc and pansexual, and Nightmare is genderfluid and queer!

I am and always will be a trans and queer positive creator! I myself am trans and bisexual, and go by he/they pronouns!

[jetirknights]

Anikareign28 💋💋💋💋lips of an angel 😇

[delta-pavonis]

Drabble: Red Dress

Dreamling (vampire!Hob/AFAB trans!Dream AU) || Rated E || just under 1k words || complete

Alternate Universe - Magic, vampire!Hob, trans!Dream, AFAB Dream, established relationship, oral sex, cunnilingus, menstrual sex, graphic descriptions of blood, discussion of breeding, discussion of fertility, discussion of a trans man getting pregnant, kissing with menstrual blood on face and lips Read on AO3 or under the cut

NOTES: First, I was trying to figure out a title for this drabble and stumbled across the poem at the start. While I know that the title of the poem is "What Do Women Want?" and that clashes with AFAB trans Dream, I just loved the sentiment in the latter half of the poem so much that I needed to include it. Second, no, stopping one's menstruation via pharmaceutical means does NOT make the flow heavier. I made that up here for plot purposes.

I want that red dress bad. I want it to confirm your worst fears about me, to show you how little I care about you or anything except what I want. When I find it, I’ll pull that garment from its hanger like I’m choosing a body to carry me into this world, through the birth-cries and the love-cries too, and I’ll wear it like bones, like skin, it’ll be the goddamned dress they bury me in. from “What Do Women Want?” by Kim Addonizio

When Hob brings his head up from between Dream’s legs the image is a new definition of obscene. 

His face is smeared with fluids from his cheekbones down, everything from pearly delicate pinks to the deep sensual red of a rich cabernet sauvignon. It crosses the arch of his nose, just below where cartilage meets bone, and reaches almost back to his ears. Bits of his short beard clump together into red-black wet points and crimson drips from from the teeth of his open mouth to color his panting tongue scarlet and rose-pink. 

Hob’s eyes are so much darker than usual, burgundy irises glinting with the shine of a ruby. He smiles and licks his teeth, emphasizing the pointed canines, then also cleans his lips. “Exquisite,” he purrs.

Dream falls back into the pillows with a whimper, “Holy fuck.” He flings an arm over his face, even the meager light from the candles on the table beside the bed too much additional stimulus. “Hob, please.”

A couple gentle licks between Dream’s folds make him tremble before he gets a response. “Yes, dearest?” How such a creature can sound so innocent Dream will never understand.

He realizes that he doesn’t know what he is begging for, he just lets his legs fall a little more open with a plaintive whine.

Hob’s kisses leave a wet trail on the inside of his thighs. “Oh, I know, sweet thing. I know,” he practically coos. “Do you even know what it is like to come without my bite anymore?” He nips at Dream’s skin but not enough to come close to breaking it; Dream sobs in frustration. “It seems that I can get enough blood this way to manage an erection. You have used your magic to hold static your moonphase for so long that you are bleeding profusely. You have prepared your body for me perfectly, my sweet sorcerer. I will have no problem drilling your cunt into screaming submission.”

Dream moans at the thought. “Then why now? Why wait until now to ask me to stop taking my potions?” he gasps. It has been almost a year since Dream found the emaciated vampire chained up amongst the other ‘oddities’ in Burgess’ collection, freed him along with the others who he was actually there for. Matthew had declared him insane for even going near the vampire, Lucienne had decried his willingness to risk the safety of the Dreaming for a vampire could learn much by taking one’s lifeblood. 

But Dream had been captivated even then. The vampire’s dull, almost lifeless gaze, had called to him. Desire had written him off as enthralled. Perhaps he was.

Hob doesn’t answer immediately, sucks and licks until he has taken at least another three mouthfuls and Dream’s eyes have started to fill with tears in his frustration with the lack of consistent attention to his clit. “I was waiting for a special occasion.” He hums, kissing below Dream’s navel. “It has been a long recovery from my imprisonment. I had been damaged more than I was willing to tell even you, dear one.” 

That gets the sorcerer’s attention and he is up on his elbows so that he can look at Hob properly. “Hob?”

Hob doesn’t meet his eyes at first, too busy nuzzling into the lowest part of Dream’s abdomen, kissing it reverently, smearing bloody fluids there and then licking them up. When he looks up to Dream his eyes are dark pits of vicious hunger, fully black from one end to the other. “I am healed completely. Now. I can fill you,” he bites, harder but still not hard enough to break skin, “with my seed.”

“What?” Dream gasps, breathless. He cannot possibly mean…

“I would breed you,” Dream interrupts Hob with a high-pitched cry, “my sweet sorcerer. If you will it. You could carry our children. Not turned against their will, but born to the night.” He nuzzles Dream’s belly again. “And most likely daywalkers as well, given your magic. How powerful it is. How it reaches out for me.” 

Dream never thought… never in his wildest fantasies that it could… that he… “Fuck.”

Hob crawls up his lover’s body and looks down at him, expression fond. “Only if you wish it. But you would be resplendent,” he presses their stomachs together, “rounded with child.” He slides down and nuzzles the pectoral muscles modified with magic long ago. “And never would you need feel lacking for not coming into milk, for our children would take to blood without hesitation. Either yours… or mine.”

Oh God. An image of Hob, infant in his arms – their child in his arms – taking nourishment from his body, sustained by his body as much as Dream’s. It is surreal. It is fantastical. It is everything.

Dream pulls Hob up by his hair and kisses him, uncaring that he is tasting his own menstrual blood. A squeak of surprise catches in Hob’s throat, but it is only a moment before he groans and curls around Dream’s tongue with his own. 

“I don’t know,” Dream pants into Hob’s mouth, both their lips darkened with blood now, “if I am even still fertile.”

Hob smiles, which is most certainly not the reaction Dream expected. “Well, it will certainly be fun to find out.”

[gabessquishytum]

College student Hob has a rather large crush on classmate Dream, and has tried several times to ask him out only to be turned down. Normally he’d respect that “no” and stop bothering him, except that Dream always seems to hesitate before turning him down, and he’s pretty certain he’s caught Dream looking at Hob with interest several times in class. There’s something holding him back, and Hob feels that if he could just figure out what it is, he could settle the matter one way or the other.

There is in fact something holding Dream back from eagerly accepting a date from his crush: Hob’s reputation on campus as a master pussy-eater.

The thing is, Dream doesn’t like having his pussy eaten out. He’s fully onboard with fingers and toys and cocks still, he’s just completely uninterested in having anyone’s mouth down there. Most men he’s dated treated the idea of going down on him like they were doing him a grand favor, and thus became offended when he bruised their egos by rejecting the “favor”. It’s unlikely that Hob would act the same way, given how much he enjoys the act if his reputation is anything to go by, but surely that just means he’ll be so disappointed to the point of losing interest in Dream when he finds out. Best not to even get to that point, in his opinion.

(One way or another Hob will finally find out about the issue, and be able to reassure Dream that just because Hob loves it doesn’t mean he can’t live without it, that he wouldn’t love it nearly as much if his partner wasn’t enjoying himself)

(And at some point much further along into their relationship, Dream may give his boyfriend a shot at eating him out (if anyone could change his opinion on it, it’s definitely Hob Gadling). But it will only be when Dream brings the idea up, and only when Dream finally feels safe enough in the knowledge that Hob will stop with zero complaints the moment Dream asks him to, and that it won’t destroy the relationship if Dream decides that he still doesn’t like it and would prefer to never do it again)

This is absolutely lovely!! We love to see respect for each other’s boundaries!! So sexy!!

Dream is really losing his mind over the fact that he doesn’t want to “deprive” Hob of this thing that he so famously enjoys. When he finally explains that this is what has put him off from accepting his advances, Hob has to stop himself from laughing. He doesn’t want to make Dream feel even worse about all this.

But he also really wouldn’t care if he never ate anyone’s pussy out ever again. Yes, it’s something he enjoys, but it’s not a dealbreaker for him. He’s dated cis men and enjoyed the sex in those relationships just fine, despite the lack of opportunity for eating cunt. And sure he would like to eat Dream’s pussy, but only if Dream also wants it!! That’s kinda the point - his partner’s enjoyment is what makes the experience special.

And Dream is like “……..oh.”

And Hob tentatively asks if he would maybe reconsider his answer and let Hob take him on a date? If that really is the only reason that Dream’s been worried about getting into a relationship with him, then Hob absolutely promises that it’s not a reason at all. He will be quite happy to pleasure Dream in other ways. Or not at all, if Dream would prefer that! Hob would have a crush on him even if he was a worm. Sex hasn’t even really crossed his mind until this point.

And Dream graciously agrees that yes, he would like to be taken on a date. Please. Because he would also like Hob, if he was a worm.

They’re going to be very happy together, forever.

[xael-t]

I'm late for the trans visibility xD

But ther some littel skechs i make the last year about things in the lgbt cultur who have a signification for me.

Let's see if you can find out.

[the-music-rose-person]

Trans Cross or trans Dream

Why not both?

[suiheisen]

those!!! are!!! his!!!! tits!!! be gentle 👉👈

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I finally found a doctor that would remove my uterus and I had him preserve it in a jar for me. I gave it to a woman with a trans flag pin that said ‘MTF’ and told her the next time some idiot transphobe told her 'real women have a uterus’, she could now reply with 100% honesty that she, in fact, did have a uterus and the transphobe could die mad about it.

[zzoomacroom]

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My phone has apparently decided it doesn't like copying and pasting, so I hope a screenshot is okay.

This is from the pregnant retired Dream fic I've been working on. Let me just set the scene: he's six months pregnant, he's painting a mural in the nursery, he's a hormonal mess right now, and he's totally naked except for a lime green headband.

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