#manipulative dream

[spaceless-vacuum]

Fandom‧˚｡ﾟ･° ｡✎ DreamSMP

Pairing‧˚｡ﾟ･° ｡✎ Dream x reader

Word count‧˚｡ﾟ･° ｡✎ 450

Summery‧˚｡ﾟ･° ｡✎ You were sent to fight Dream and lost the fight. instead of killing you he decides that he has other plans.  This can be seen as romantic or platonic I suppose. I meant for it to focus more on Dream being manipulative rather than any explicitly stated romantic feelings.

Misc‧˚｡ﾟ･° ｡✎ Kidnapping, unconscious reader, Dream is manipulative and doesn’t care about you in a healthy manner, this is from a third person Pov that focuses on Dream and his thoughts

Dream caught your form as you started to fall. His bow was in the way. It took some shuffling around with his bow to properly pick you up. You were scooped up into his arms. It was odd. How utterly unaware you were of the danger he had just placed you in. You were at his mercy. More so than when you were awake. 

For a brief moment, Dream just stood there. Staring at you. Your face. Wondering how someone like this was sent to fight Him. It was never a fair fight. Victory was assured the moment he took up his blade. Your life is what surprised him. Leaving you alive was a decision made at the last second. The plan was to kill you to send a message to your allies. That if they kept sending pawns then the pawns would be destroyed until there was no more left.

He shifted your weight to one arm carefully. Trying hard to balance you so you didn't fall down. He raised one glove hand to your face. Tracing the scars marring your slack expression. Brushing his fingers against the bruises littering your jawbones and cheeks. Maybe there was a better option.

A frown started to tug at Dream’s lips. The poor thing that rested in his arms. They were in far over their head. This was their so-called friend's fault. Sending them to their death just so they, absolute scum, didn't have to fight their own wars. You were sent instead. Like a lamb to the slaughter. One day you would realize that you were fighting for a lost cause. Dream would never be defeated. He could never die.

You had to be taught that all of this was in vain. There was no way for you to win against him.

Scarlet blood trickled from a small wound on the top of your head. The wound Dream had inflicted not a full minute ago. The wound was going to cleave a hole through your head, and instead he just hit you really hard.  Your head was going to hurt a lot once you woke up. Of course, he wouldn't give you any pain killers once you woke up. 

Poor kid, Dream thought, sighing as he fixed his mask. It was such a shame he was so lenient. It would be easier to just leave you to die, but he wouldn't. He adjusted his hold. Pulling the fallen ‘hero’ a bit closer to his chest.

As much as Dream hated what was going to come, how much pain he was going to inflict, it had to happen. You had to endure it to send the proper message to your so-called friends. It was a necessary evil.

Maybe then they would finally realize the truth. Dream will never die.

[kunstgebildefb]

“Enjoy your last piece of cake and I’ll see you tomorrow~”

Was that a threat?

[sunnytime54]

Are people still seriously defending C!Dream?!?! Like one of the first things he did after escaping prison was go right back to emotionally abusing Tommy!! Like he didn’t even wait for his muffins to cool before falling right back into the manipulative green bastard we all know and not enough hate.

[struggling-with-time]

The monster in the woods [c!Dream x reader]

Paring: c!Dream x Gender Neutral!reader

Summary: You have been tucked away in a cabin in the woods

Warnings: Angst? Gaslighting.

Words: 0.7k

A/N: I Listen, I don't know what this is. I just wrote it. REQUESTS ARE OPEN.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- A pot falls from your window still, as the window gets ripped open by the winds outside. It’s storming again. It’s always storming.

You sigh, as you struggle to close the old window. It creaks and protests against you. like the rest of the small cabin in the woods. You are an unknown entity that has encroached on a space that isn’t yours. You are and outside inside these four walls.

The cabin gives after when you finally manage to get the window closed, and the small hatch locked. The house gives after as you walk its floors, wishful for the days where you weren’t unwelcome, in what was supposed to be your home.

These walls. This cabin. The house. Your home- your residence.

A manifestation of the choices you’ve taken to get here.

He promised you the world, in exchange for unwavering support. And you gave it to him. You naïve fool. You freely and willingly handed him your life, and he took it. Never repaying a single drop of the vow he made you.

The world, he promised. The world.

Your world is now a rundown cabin. Banished to live your days in the woods, as he continues to make empty promises to everyone around him. As he continues to tell the story of the friend who betrayed him. The monster in the woods.

You feel your stomach rumble, knowing it has been days since his last visit. A punishment for biting the hand that feeds you.

You refused to give up the one thing that’s precious to you. Just for him to show off, that there truly was no reason to go looking for you, for you are dead.

In the end, it didn’t matter, he took it anyway.

Nothing ever matters anymore.

You can’t go outside.

You can’t stay inside.

You can’t.

You’ve tried running, oh how you regret that. Everything was so much better before that.

He used to visit every day. Bringing gifts, offerings, apologies, and promises of better days. If only you would wait for those things.

But you couldn’t, you couldn’t even follow that. You had felt trapped and longed for anything. Anything that wasn’t these four walls of woods, that despises your mere existence inside of them.

How naïve of you to think that you would get away.

You didn’t know where you were. He knew the land like the back of his hand.

Back then, the weather had been quiet spring days. Full of flowers, and sunshine.

You had been allowed outside, as long as he was nearby. Back when it was still worthwhile to be outside.

Now all the days were grey, and an everlasting storm raging on outside.

He tells you; it has only been half a year in the cabin. But you know better.

You know that the fall has lasted longer than the 3 months fall is supposed to last. The markings on the walls tells you so much. You only started keeping track of the days after he locked the door. It was the highlight of your days now. The days he doesn’t visit. Despite his instance that he visits you every day.

You know better.

You know he doesn’t visit you every day.

He did back then, when he was patient, and you were forgiving.

But not anymore. You broke his trust.

You know. You know this.

Or do you?

Maybe he does visit every day. He does love you. He tells you so.

After all he brings you food, and a blanket when yours go missing.

He cares.

He cared.

He never brings you blankets anymore. Not since the failure of an escape. Why would he? He doesn’t care about people who disobey him. Why would he do that?

Why did you have to run?

You truly are the monster in the forest, aren’t you?

The storm howls on outside of the cabin that wishes you gone.

Hiding away the broken shell of a person whose only fault was their innocence in the world.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

[120-runaway]

Tommy has visited dream all of ONE time and is already being manipulated again. Especially when he offered to be Dream's therapist.

Dream is taking control of Tommy, and Tommy doesn't fucking realize it again. He knows that Dream fucked him over and used him so much but it's hard to get away from the amount of manipulation Tommy suffered, especially since he has no support now. Techno was the closest thing to his support.

I just want someone to go with Tommy when he visits Dream and help him realize it.

[pandoraborn]

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[fluffywing-e-tarot]

Tommy was persuaded by dream to blow up manberg. Dream has his disks after all. and Dram said that he made the deal for l'manburg's independence with Tommy not with Schlatt.

" do you mean that manburge is encroaching on the greater smp?"

" That's exactly what I'm saying." Dram said. "but I'll let schlatt have his place for now."

"Than there is no place for l'manburg."

"No there is a place for l'manburg just not where manburg is. After all l'manburg is a people"

[localswag]

Ranboo lore thoughts

I will not be discussing his recent lore streams, just some thoughts I've had.

We know he has connections to Dream and that his enderwalk state is another part of him he doesn't exactly have control over, and I'm wondering if some of his actions are beneficial to dream.

I mean for example he's got this huge mansion for Michael, Tubbo, and him, and I'm just wondering if his platonic marriage to Tubbo would benefit dream. I mean Tubbo is close to Tommy, and Dream lives to manipulate and have control over Tommy, and I'm just wondering... if... you know... it's all connected??

/rp