Welcome to my second account! You may already know my other account, himeofshyness. But this blog will focus on sharing Dreamswap content and some of their AUs. Since I keep having random ideas about AU related. It would be a waste if I don't upload them. So, I've finally decided to make a 2nd account. Thank you for visiting and I hope you have a wonderful time here.
You can even find some of my other stories (different fandoms) from these platforms.
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❀ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝔸𝕌𝕤❀
✿𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 (𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚄)
"Everyone was beginning to see that something was off about Nightmare, especially Dream. He was acting in ways that weren't typical for him. Even though Dream really wanted to stop caring about his "not-so-related-brother," he just couldn't help it. What Dream doesn't realize is that Nightmare has a huge secret he's kept hidden for a really long time—maybe even decades! Will Nightmare share his secret with everyone, or will he keep it a secret forever?"
"In an alternate universe, a version of Dreamswap exists with a significant twist. The Guardian of Negativity is dead, leaving those closest to her grappling with the consequences. There are others react differently, some filled with anger towards the Guardian of Positivity, others left incapacitated. This alternate timeline explores the fallout from Nightmare's death and the chaos it leaves in its wake."
Fanfic: Making a masterlist
✿𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎
"An alternate universe where each individual chart their own unique course through life, bearing distinct names and making divergent choices. Here, instead of a Tree of Feelings, we find a Tree of Thought, a symbol of wisdom and contemplation. This realm is imbued with whispers of the sacred and the profane, an intricate tapestry woven with hints of the divine and the demonic."
"Nothing stays the same forever, the happiness breaks and pain starts to grow. The pain turns to heartbreak after losing someone close, it takes time to heal.
But...
Can one heal with there so much torment? Especially since your life has completely changed without a warning."
A/N: This is the Typhlotic AU, an alternate universe idea I made last year. It presents a different outcome for Dreamswap, and I've finally decided to pen a fanfic based on it.
Summary: Following a terrible incident years ago, Dream made the mistake of hurting Nightmare, leading to the permanent loss of something precious to her. Overwhelmed by guilt, Dream sought her forgiveness, but Nightmare's trauma and anger made it difficult for her to forgive him. After 2 years, Dream finally brought her to the palace garden and they danced together in the rose garden under the moonlit night, marking a moment of reconciliation between them.
Cross: Hey there, my handsome artist, you may have abandoned me in the past before we were even in a relationship, but I've decided to give you a chance anyways. After all, what's life without a little drama and a few missed opportunities? So, are you up for the challenge? Will you accept my proposal and promise to keep our relationship fun and drama-free for a bit? Just know that if you cause any more turbulence, I'll transform your life into a real-life soap opera, complete with dramatic twists and turns!
Ink: I'm not sure if I should feel threatened or aroused by this situation, and it also feels a little too early for us. Shouldn't I be the one proposing to you instead?
Nightmare: Hey there, forgetful and treacherous love of my life, I know you can't remember a thing, especially the fact that you betrayed me centuries ago and that we've been engaged all this time. But hey, you have amnesia, so I guess that's a good enough excuse. Now that you're back to your lovable self and memories back, how about we start our love story all over again and finally tie the knot, this time without any backstabbing? Deal?
Dream: Nighty, I must admit that I would love to spend the rest of my life with you, but I won't accept your marriage proposal just with you holding a ring pop. If anyone's going to be proposing here, it should be me.
And then there's Error and Blue being the spectators.
Error: Uh, what's going on here?
Blue: It seems like they're... proposing?
Error: With a ringpop? Really?
Blue: Looks like it. This is certainly... unique.
Error: *chuckles* I never thought I'd witness something like this.
Blue: *grins* Hey, Error, maybe you'd like it if I proposed to you with a ringpop too.
Error: *laughs* Ha! As if, Blue. I have higher standards than that.
Blue: Oh, really? I think a ringpop would suit you just fine. *teasing*
Error: *still chuckling* Yeah, right. Like you'd have the guts to propose to me in the first place.
This is a remake of my old post 2 years ago, but this time. I'm using GL2.
Summary: Based around the Worst Outcome Timeline, except its TUT (The Unexpected Truth) version and everyone is alive except for Nightmare, who dies. Following her death, Dream is plagued with hallucinations of Nightmare's vengeful spirit. During one of these episodes, Dream sees her playing the violin, causing him to grapple with the emotions surrounding her loss.
PS. In my universe, Nightmare is a woman.
In the brightly lit office, the clock strikes midnight, but the room is far from silent. The lights are still on despite the late hour, casting a glow over the room that gives it an almost eerily artificial feel. Dream sat alone in his main office, surrounded by mountains of paperwork. The air was heavy with the scent of coffee as he took a deep sip. He had been working non-stop for the past six months, the bags under his eyes a testament to his exhaustion. Ever since he killed Nightmare. He had thought that with her gone, the universe would finally find peace. But instead, chaos had erupted. A plague had spread, claiming the lives of countless beings, and Dream was being blamed for it.
Despite his attempts to maintain a strong facade, Dream's mind was in turmoil. He had convinced himself that taking Nightmare's life was necessary for the greater good, but deep down, he couldn't shake off the nagging feeling of doubt. Why did his universe seem to be falling apart? Was it really due to his decision or was it just a coincidence?
Dream's thoughts were interrupted by a sound. He paused, listening intently. The discordant notes of a violin sliced through the silence. It was a sound that he knew all too well. It was the sound of an old friend playing their violin. He froze, his heart lodged in his throat.
But that couldn't be...Nightmare is dead. How could he be hearing the sound of her instrument? As the notes continued to play, Dream slowly rose from his seat, his eyes never leaving the spot where the sound originated from. With trembling steps, he moved towards the balcony door.
His hand hovered over the knob, afraid to turn it. Was he going insane? Was this just his mind playing tricks on him, tormenting him for his past actions? But the music persisted, growing clearer and more distinct with each passing second.
Finally, Dream found the strength to open the door. The melodic notes of the violin and cold wind hit him like a ton of bricks, causing his heart to ache. And there, outside the balcony, was the source of the sound. A ghostly figure, was playing a violin. Dream's breath hitched as he recognized the figure. It was the ghost of Nightmare.
For a moment, Dream could do nothing but stare. The sight of her ghost filled him with a mix of longing, anger, and bitter regret. But the sound of her playing, so sweet and soothing, overwhelmed him with a deep sense of remorse. Silent tears coursed down his cheeks as he watched, listening to the bittersweet melody that was his past coming to haunt him.
He wanted to call out to her, to apologize, to hold her one last time. But he knew it was useless. The ghost was just a fragment of his memory, an illusion conjured by his own guilt and despair. Yet, the music she was playing was so familiar, so achingly beautiful.
As Dream leaned against the doorframe, he finally allowed himself to break. All the stress, loneliness, and pain he had suppressed for the past six months burst out in a flurry of silent sobs. The guilt he had pushed away, now came crashing down upon him like a tidal wave.
The realization that he had been wrong, so wrong, hit him harder than any blow. He had killed the one he cared about the most, the one who played to calm his demons, because he thought it was for the greater good. But now, in front of him, was the evidence that what he had done only brought more suffering. He had destroyed the balance, not restored it.
The balcony felt stifling, despite how its an open area you can feel imaginary walls were closing in on him. Dream could hardly breathe as the truth settled over him like a blanket of thorns. He had tried to justify his actions, convincing himself that sacrificing one for the good of many was the right choice. But now, with the haunting sound of the violin and the eerie presence of its ghost player, he knew the truth that had been staring at him in the face all along.
Dream sank to his knees, letting the sobs shake through his body. The music continued to play, a constant reminder of his mistake. The notes twisted and whirled, wrapping around him painfully. He had been so foolish, so damn stupid, to believe that ending his former bestfriend's life was the answer.
But now it was too late. The deed was done, and he was left to deal with the consequences. Chaos reigned, the blame was on him, and the spirit of Nightmare played her fiddle. The bitter, melodic tone filling the area, drowning out his sobs and mocking his mistakes.
Dream wept, the tears streaming down his face and onto the floor. He could almost feel Nightmare's presence next to him, as if she was there, rubbing his back comfortingly. But he knew it was an illusion, a torturous trick of his mind. Yet, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the specter that played the instrument that once brought him comfort.
And then, suddenly, the music stopped. Dream froze, the silence ringing in his ears. The air was thick with grief and regret. He knew that the illusion had vanished. The ghostly vision of his Nightmare, the sound of her violin, were all gone now. Only then did Dream let out a long, painful wail.
He had lost everything. His universe was in ruins, people suffering because of his actions, and the one he loved was gone forever. He had no one to turn to, no one to hold him tightly and tell him that everything would be alright. And, most heartbreaking of all, he missed the sound of the violin. The melody that calmed him, yet now only brought him bitter pain.
The Guardian of Positivity stayed there, on his knees, until exhaustion enveloped him. As he finally collapsed onto the ground, succumbing to sleep. The memory of the hauntingly beautiful sound of the violin, the sight of the ghost playing it, haunted his dreams.
The next morning, Dream woke up with a gasp. The events of the previous night came back to him like a bad dream. But reality was crueler than any nightmare. The universe was still a mess and the memory of the ghost playing the violin still weighed heavy on his heart.
Dream rose from the ground, his body aching and mind weary. He knew that he had to face the day, to try and fix the mess he had created. But with every step he took, the sound of the violin echoed in his mind, a constant reminder of his mistake and the price he had paid.
As Dream closed the door behind him, a certain ghost let out a frustrated sigh. She wanted to shout at him, to tell him how stupid and careless he had been. But her words would fall on deaf ears, for Dream could not see or hear her. Instead, she could only watch as he left, his shoulders hunched with guilt and remorse.
First post for this account! I am thrilled to share my GachaLife2 versions of my Dreamswap AU Book, titled "The Unexpected Truth" now available on Wattpad.
Here are their old designs in GachaClub:
I know its in Gacha but not everyone is talented in art and no I'm not lazy. I'm practically a busy person. Who doesn't have the motivation to continue her practice, sadly. Yes. The Meme Squad in this AU are females, just wanted to try something new.
But hope you guys like their designs. (✿^‿^)
Here's the clear version of their design I dunno why Tumblr is being weird rn.
