Mmmm Dream with wings, hidden by an enchantment on his mask, and their gorgeous.
Gold, white, and forest green feathers. Wide, thick, and bushy. It gives Dream hella back pain if their out for long so that’s the reason for the mask. He’s a dramatic little fuck because he wouldn’t settle on something simple like a necklace or a ring.
He can’t get the very back of his wings from how large they are. Usually his close friends would help him preen, like Sapnap or George, but with the DreamSMP going on he can’t rely on them anymore.
Dream can definitely fly. Soaring high in the sky above the clouds and laughing loud and long until his chest hurts and he can’t move his back. Dipping hands in the clouds as he flys in golden light. Swerving and dipping as the sun sets and paints the most breathtaking sight he’s ever seen.
He goes flying once a well when he can. His back starts to itch to the point of insanity if he ignores it for to long. He’ll be gone from before sunrise to after sunset. Hours upon hours of dipping and diving. Letting himself fall to the ground before stopping himself at the right time. Skidding his hands against the moving water of the ocean of the SMP.
He’s so much lighter afterwards. Friendlier, sweeter, and stronger. Smiling under his mask could turn coal into gold in his presence.