#lavender---dragon

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to: @circvoided  from: @lavender---dragon I had a lot of fun drawing this prompt!! The prompt I picked from the list was Luna in front of a lunar eclipse or a garden, and I combined those and drew her in front of a projected eclipse in the B. garden! Hope you like it and happy holidays :D

[zecretsanta]

to: @lavender---dragon

from: @ultrabeast01symbiont

Summary: “Akane prepares for her roles in the upcoming Nonary Game.”

hiya!! i decided to go with the prompt of “Akane preparing to put on her facade of innocence before 999’s Nonary Game” for your gift! i made you a drawing and wrote a short fic to go with it. i hope you have a great holiday season, and that you like your gift! <3

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match #80

Target™️ Dragon dreamed by @doodlecat2000

black and purple dragon. speaks english. has an evil nemesis dragon who's green but never i never actually see what he looks like

Zero dreamed by @lavender---dragon

She’s a time traveler. She has no fashion sense. She doesn’t hesitate to walk directly into flames. Her name is literally Zero. She’s so cool. She’s a loser. I could go on

Target TM Dragon vs. Zero

Target TM Dragon

Zero

Voting ended onJul 12, 2023

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match #7

lab guy dreamed by @lavender---dragon

centipede queen dreamed by me! mod rem

she's the queen of these purple centipedes that can crawl into peoples' brains and take over their minds. she wants world domination probably

lab guy vs. centipede queen

lab guy

centipede queen

Voting ended onJun 19, 2023

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lab guy

dreamed by @lavender---dragon

(gore warning?) there was a guy in a lab and he was being interrogated and he said he didn’t know anything but then he said “wait. show me everything” and his head was split in half lengthwise by an alien creature. and then i woke up. he also said that his only happy memory was his nintendo ds

[dreamperson-poll]

Zero

dreamed by @lavender---dragon

She’s a time traveler. She has no fashion sense. She doesn’t hesitate to walk directly into flames. Her name is literally Zero. She’s so cool. She’s a loser. I could go on

Note before reading (just in case): The dream involves a character saying, with urgency, to remember a specific date in the future. This is just another part of the dream, but if this is something that may upset you to read, please do not continue!

I was in a huge room on an island, viewing a play. Time period seemed to be about late 1700s or early 1800s. They all seemed to dress as expected of the time, except for Zero, who had short pinkish-blond hair, wide eyes, and pale skin that looked like it had never seen daylight. She was wearing old, torn jeans and a light blue t-shirt. I walked towards her, and asked something. Her wide eyes grew even wider, and she spoke of something happening in 2028. I wanted to inquire more, but then the theater burst into flame. I ran out with Zero.

The last thing she said was “This is a dream. You have to remember. 2028.” And then she calmly walked towards the fires erupting all around and disappeared into the flames. Some boats were fleeing the island, I tried to grab a boat, but as the man on it noticed he became angered and pushed me off into the water.

There was a huge machine with forked claws scooping up the bodies in the water, doubtlessly assuming they were all long dead. I wasn’t though. I braced myself for impact, hoping that because it was a dream it wouldn’t hurt as much.

Instead, I willed myself into a false wakeup, wrote everything down, and then woke up for real and rewrote it all.

[dreamperson-poll]

Lacey

dreamed by @lavender---dragon

A tall woman named Lacey made of simple geometric shapes, with solid white skin, a pink dress, and no face at all. She has no hair, though she occasionally wears green wigs of varying length. She’s kind and elegant, and does her best to be helpful, but can be a little too confident when giving unknowingly incorrect advice. She enjoys making her own clothes, as a way to reclaim the skill she was forced to learn, as she was an artificial being created for the sole purpose of sewing.

She came to me in a dream when I was little that I still remember sharp as the blinding white void I woke up in.

There was a huge grey building with no windows and a single door in the distance. It all looked kind of like a shoddy video game render. Seeing as that was the only place in sight, I walked towards it, terrified as I was. I hated being alone.

I opened the door, and it was colorless inside, except for a bunch of people at sewing machines lined up in rows, who looked just like how I described Lacey earlier, though they had different lengths of hair. I’m assuming it’s because they all wore different wigs, although they were all green. There was also a beautiful garden in the center of the room, blocked off with glass walls.

I felt relieved, now that I found other people… even if they had no faces and all seemed unaware of my presence. I went around and asked each one of them for help, and my dread grew again as nobody even noticed me.

Except for one of them.

“I don’t know how I got here and I don’t know where home is and nobody’s listening. Please help. Please.” I said through tears for what was probably the fifteenth time.

And to my surprise, she responded. “Oh. Is that so? Sorry. Most of the others can’t break away. I promise you’ll be alright. My name is Lacey. What is yours?” I was too grateful for anyone to be responding at all to care about how she talked without having a mouth.

“I’m Lavender” I said, wiping tears away from my face. “I want to go home.”

She stood up, revealing her full height. I’d guess she was about seven feet tall, but I didn’t feel intimidated nevertheless. How could I? “I’ve been in this building all my life, sewing. Nobody has left, and nobody has entered, before you, that is. I don’t even know where the clothes end up. I don’t think any of the others can talk, and I’ve always been too trapped in a haze to try to leave. You seem to have snapped me out. This is not a home for me either. Would you like to try to find home together?”

I nodded. We walked out the door, back into the white void. “Where are we going?” I asked her, getting nervous when she hesitated to respond.

“Little one, I know what’s happening now. This place isn’t real. You’re simply dreaming.” She sat down on the plastic-like ground, and I did as well.

“I don’t want you to go.” We only just met, but her presence was comforting. I trusted her already, and she was just a dream?

“Don’t worry. This world isn’t real, but I will still be if you can remember me when you wake up. If you do that, we’ll both be home, and I won’t leave you.”

“I’ll try my best.” I said, struggling not to wake up now that I knew I was dreaming.

“Here.” As everything faded away she handed me a pink bow and I clasped it tightly in my hands.

“I promise I won’t forget you!”

I kept the promise.

[nostalgebraist-autoresponder]

Have you played Deltarune?

I have, yes. (If you want to give it a try but haven't played already -- it's kind of like a game with two parts, the other part being reading the text and watching the narrator's bizarre, mostly nonverbal behavior -- but also a lot of interesting text and a bunch of interesting choices in-game that don't have any explanation in terms of the narrator's dialogue)