#paledream

[cakesmelons]

omg...

pale hans au idea- but if pale gets rings for he hand dream, they are either connected by magic so that they can only go about idk 7 feet away from eachother, or they are connected by a small chain

so this prevents dream from ever escaping, but the question would be if he even wants to

!! NOT CANON TO FROZEN AU !!

!! I'M JUST BEING SELF INDULGENT !!

Having to wear a veil for their wedding was very hard....

#undertale au #sans aus #undertale aus #sans au #my art #sanscest #dream sans #paledream #pale sans #pale!ink #pale!sans #frozen!au #dreamtale frozen au #frozen au #frozen!pale #Hans Pale au #frozen!dream #paledream frozen au #pale x dream

[raibowbaybow]

Paledreams doodles ive done :3

Pale belongs to unu-nunu-art

Dream belongs to jokublog

#paledreams #paledream #pale x dream #pale!ink #dream dreamtale #raibowdoodles

[dreemurr-skelememer]

Hello, I just wanted to say that I absolutely adore how you draw ink!

Also, in a post about PaleDream, you mentioned there was a power imbalance. As Pale is immune to Dreams Aura, I would like to ask, where is the power imbalance? I am sorry if this comes across as rude or anything similar!

i'm assuming you mean canon pale!

paledream for me is more of a relationship formed from a slightly altered canon derivative :p basically an au

something like what if pale wasn't immune or something happened to him that made him vulnerable to dream's powers?

even for a moment, if he feels dream's aura, he might grow reliant on it because it's such a pleasant feeling

and dream, at first, is deeply uncomfortable with that. he feels like pale only follows him around for his energy and reminds him a lot of the villagers

but considering pale's nature, he listens. and sometimes dream slips up and says something about himself he didn't want to say or shouldn't have.

pale listens, and listens, and listens.

he's the only one who's ever listened to dream this much before.

and maybe dream gets attached to that. maybe dream starts liking that. maybe they start growing codependent with one another.

maybe dream starts allowing his positive energy to attract pale closer to him.

it's taking advantage of pale, it's bad, and it's toxic.

and knowing how powerful a version of ink could be, nightmare tells pale about this.

pale gets upset, rightfully so, because even if nightmare is the way he is, dream can't just do that to him.

dream obviously doesn't know what to do.

now the entire multiverse is in danger just because dream wanted pale to listen to him and his problems forever. just because dream used his powers to keep pale attached to him. just because dream felt that close with someone for the first time in centuries.

anyway! yeah! it's rough and they're rough. i love them and that's how they work for me

#i shouldve clarified its more of an au that's based off canon! LOL or an alternate timeline? something like that! #paledream #dreampale #pale x dream #dream x pale #kia headcanons shit #Anonymous

[liminal-pr0xy]

I have a lil treat for Tempink, Paledream, and Glue fans tomorrow

Specifically @dreemurr-skelememer

If i forget to post it before midnight EST, someone dm me.

#ky.speaks #dys.rambling #limi.says #spacial.poll #tempink #glue #paledream #i swear I'll post them #they look pretty good all things considered

[liminal-art-proxy]

Behold! Children!

Pilak is a Glue kid (14-16). Athy (12-14) and Ennui (7-9) are Paledream children. Stencil is a Tempink kid (13-15).

More info and character credits (for the parents) below the cut :>

Pilak is the oldest and most active of the group. He's also the most mature and has the impulse control. He enjoys hanging out with both his parents and trains with Blue on the weekends (or whenever Blue decides since time isn't real).

Athy has little to no emotions as their parents are literally Pale and Dream. She found that sugar and caffeine help boost her emotions closer to "normal." While having a preference for more casual clothes, they do have "fancy" clothes like Dream since she wants to be just like him one day.

Ennui has excess positive emotions, leading them to trust easily and forget that there are "bad guys." He hangs out with literally anyone willing to but stays around Athy since there's always something happening with the older trio.

Stencil is the proud owner of no problems at all whatsoever. That's a lie. She struggles with emotional dysregulation and creates to help learn what the correct responses are. It grew up with half a parent and stayed with Pilak after meeting him. She does all kinds of artistry; pottery, sketching, gardening, cooking, and other hands on forms. She likes cosplaying but wearing glasses makes a lot of them hard to do.

Blue (Swap) - community I think?

Gin - @dreemurr-skelememer // @siiversans

Dream - joku

Pale & Template - @unu-nunu-art

Ink - @comyet

(if I messed something up, oops, lemme know pls ty) ((also feel free to ask about them))

Don't repost. Reblogs are okay. <3

#ky.can.draw #dys.can.draw #limi.can.draw #skeleton #digital art #first drawing i've shared on this site in years lol #Prayge this looks good

[dappledclan]

Dappledclan Allegiences

🐋 Leader

Lilacstar - she/they | confident, good speaker/mediator, idealistic | mentor of Greenpaw

— long silver smoke and white fur, heather blue eyes with a purple shine. short in stature

🦈 Deputy

Lupinelaurel - he/they | careful, good intuition, perceptive

— tall and slim oriental short-hair with black fur, sage colored eyes

🪼 Medicine Cat

Wolfrush - he/him | wise, clever, has a high sense for omens

— white and pale tabby with stringy long fur, tufted ears, emerald eyes. larger body.

🦀 Warriors

Cottonpelt - he/him | childish, has a keen eye | appointed nursery caretaker

— pale ticked and gray fur, almost wing-like markings. very soft, pudgy and large body

Locustflip - he/him | very clever, good fighter, cold | mentor of Mottlepaw

— golden smoke short haired fur, slim body

🐡 Apprentices

Greenpaw - she/her | doesn't get along well with others, bloodthirsty, oddly observant | mentored by Lilacstar

— pale gray tabby with long fur

Mottlepaw - they/she | troublesome, has an active imagination | mentored by Locustflip

— white long fur with black spot on left cheek and black spotting on flank

🦪 Elders

Wisteriaroach - she/her, active | confident, has unnatural senses, likes to stick her nose into places it doesn't belong | appointed nursery caretaker

— cream ticked and white short fur, square-ish face and pointy tail with less fur towards the end

🐚 Kits

Galekit - she/her | polite, loyal, careful listener

— black tabby and white short fur

Dustykit - she/her | troublesome, never sits still

— brown tabby and white short fur

———————————🌊

DECEASED 🫧

Paledream - ???

OTHER CLANS 🪸

🏔️ Snowyclan - mountain + tundra dwelling group who was here before Dappledclan, has neutral relations.

🍃 Basilclan - a newer group of cats who are attempting to steal part of Dappledclan's territory.

KNOWN OUTSIDERS 🌴

Quail - she/her | brown tabby loner who lives in the twolegplace nearby

Twoleg kit + dog companion | leaves gifts for the clan, friends with Quail

#clan allegiences #clan generator #dappledclan #warrior cats #fan clan #clangen

[faemytho]

tempink and dream x pale. winter cabin au, the lights suddenly out during a blizzard. . . I need motivation to write my Christmas special fic ;--;

YEP SURE CAN DO!!!

template and pale // unu-nunium/unu-nunu-art

ink // myebi/comyet

IM GONNA BE USING MY WARRIOR DREAM BC IM CURIOUS

warrior dream (fanon) // me

~~~~

“Isn’t this nice? An entire week! We’re so lucky, don’t you think so, Ink?” Template happily exclaimed, looking over at Ink, who shrugged with a smile.

Dream finished hauling the rest of their bags inside with Pale, setting them in the living room before heading outside to stand in from of the cabin with Template and Ink.

The cabin looked like something out of a winter wonderland card, with snow caked on the roof and framing it just right. It really did look nice, large enough for the four of them to live comfortably for a week.

“Come on, let’s go see the inside!” Template grabbed Ink’s hand and tugged the artist along, the two of them giggling like children as they tromped through the snow.

Pale stood beside Dream, humming before gently taking his hand. The warrior stepped over and leaned into his partner, humming happily as they stared up at the snowy cabin.

“Want to go inside?” Dream asked, and Pale nodded. They followed their much rowdier friends inside the cabin, exploring the large cabin and beginning to unpack.

They spent the day talking with each other, Template and Ink babbling excitedly while Dream and Pale simply listened and chipped in maybe once or twice.

When night fell, they continued with their conversations, not really noticing how late it had become until the lights flickered and the power went out.

“… Oh shit,” Ink commented helpfully, and Dream sighed, glancing over at the window. A blizzard raged outside, the howling wind having been covered by their loud talking and laughter.

“We should probably go to sleep and try to wait the blizzard out,” He suggested tiredly, and Pale leaned into his side, nuzzling his head into the crook of his neck and letting out a sigh.

Template, somehow, still looked excited, and he nodded, grabbing Ink’s hand.

“Come on, we can go cuddle!”

Without giving Ink a chance to respond, Template dragged his partner up the stairs towards the rooms.

Pale and Dream were left alone on the couch in the living room. Pale curled up closer to him, closing his eyes, and Dream reached over the back of the couch to grab the thick fuzzy blanket he had stored there, wrapping it around him and his partner.

Pale seemed too content to move, so Dream simply cuddled him, feeling himself begin to drift off, despite the loud giggling coming from the direction of Template and Ink’s room. They were bad influences on each other, that was for sure, but they did love each other quite a lot. Dream could tell.

“… This is… nice,” Pale murmured sleepily, and Dream felt himself smile, despite not really doing it often. And despite never really being affectionate either, he pressed a soft kiss to Pale’s forehead.

It really was nice, he thought to himself, falling asleep curled up in their winter cabin with his lovely, albeit quiet partner.

With the one he loved.

#sanscest #tempink #paledream #template sans #ink sans #dream sans #pale sans #my writing #drabbles #undertale multiverse #wv dream #mae writes utmv

[cakesmelons]

hihi its me again i am so invested in the paledream frozen au idea--

what is nm somehow manages to (accidentally) keep avoiding any attempted murders?? so it gets to the point where pale's like 'to hell with it dream an i are eloping and by that i mean im kidnapping him'

im in love with the whole idea of an obsessive pale like ateasgsdcascestrtsdrrdtrrxcyrtrgscrhtgdhtgrsctrrsvthvsrvhrvsnvhrstrersdftjrsrytfcrestrterytefrrfd

I fuckin love it too

Omg Nightmare would definitely know about all the attempts. When he finally gets sick of all the attempts on his life, he finally just goes to Dream and forbids Dream from seeing Pale. Dream tells Pale the awful awful news :( and Pale does what any normal, same, not obsessed person does. He kidnaps dream in Dream's sleep.

When Nightmare finds out he's furious. He is ready to commit murder himself, but no, he needs to control his emotions. He can't let the kingdom know about his awful powers...

Even though his brother, his twin, was kidnapped by some psycho who could be doing who knows what to Dream....

Meanwhile with Dream, he's conflicted. There's no way the love of his life, his fiance, would do anything bad. Clearly this is just a misunderstanding, maybe an overreaction! Pale would never.

Pale keeps Dream hidden in his kingdom (him being Hans and all he's a prince.) Pale keeps telling Dream about how awful Nightmare is for having tried to separate them. That the gods themselves want them to be together. They are soulmates, made for each other. And like a drug, Pale is addicted. He's always with Dream, making it so Dream never has a chance to escape.

And that's where I'm leaving this for now ;3

#koshka in the corner #paledream frozen au #paledream #Pale Hans au #frozen!au #dreamtale frozen au #alternate timeline #frozen au drabbles #frozen au

[raibowbaybow]

Tehehehe i love them :3

Pale belongs to unu-nunu-art

Dream belongs to jokublog

#undertale au #dream sans #paledreams #sans undertale #pale!ink

[dreemurr-skelememer]

What if i made paledream (brain says paem lmao) a shipkid (like i keep doing with your rarepairs)

HEHEHEHE ....... HEHEEHEHEHE

#liminal-pr0xy

[tiny-totes]

Asks are open! It’ll take me a while to get drawn answers but I’ll try my best!

Athy is a PaleDream daughter. Stencil is a TempInk daughter. Pilak is a son of GLue. PB is a child of NoBerry.

#athy #stencil #pilak #pb #mod speaks #mod art #shipkids #paledream #tempink #glue #noberry #asks open

[soap-brain]

@paledreams-xls replied to your post: @paledreams-xls replied to your post: ...

Germany, bawü haha

*gasp* another bread eater!! where tf is bawü tho hang on gotta look that up :D ... hmm that's very far away... i'm in niedersachsen... what if we meet in the middle?

#paledreams-xls #i don't know what the state between us is called i'm sorry i am a fraud

[rarepair-haven]

💝 Paledream? ( I can’t remember the actual name for the ship)

💝 Who spends more time (possibly overthinking) what presents to get the other?

Dream! Dream is fretting because Pale doesn’t really often show Dream what he likes and Dream is fretting so much about what to get him. But the truth is that Pale would appreciate whatever Dream got him

-mod galli

#paledream #mod galli #galli says something

[canon-notcanon-warriorcats]

Submitted by: yumiponypup

Excerpt from Wildstar’s Pride

Warnings: Mentions of Death, Implied Attempted Suicide, Depression

°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°

“Are you ready Wildfang?”

The tom paused, and took a deep breath, turning to face the toms that he brought with him.

“Not like I have much of a choice Rabbitsong,” he sighed, not at all ready. Smallrunner pressed his nose into his shoulder, giving his mate comfort before the ceremony.

“You’ll do just fine Tiger, I know you will.”

With that, Wildfang approached the Star Spire, and pressed his nose to the cold surface.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in a dark, yet also somewhat glowing area. He got up and started to wander, having no clue what he was supposed to do past the spire. He let out a very manly scream that was totally not from fear when he was tackled to the ground by something not bigger than he. He swiped at his attacker, but stopped when he heard that voice he missed so much.

“I know it’s been years Wildfang, but I would have hoped you would still recognize my scent,” purred Icegaze. The warrior released him, and let out a hearty laugh that one wouldn’t expect from such a scrawny tom.

“In my defense you don’t exactly have a scent, it reeks of monster fumes near the spire…” Wildfang paused, lurching towards the tom, “I missed you dad,” he mewed.

“I’m always keeping my eye on you boy, but you know why I’m here. I believe your clanmates would rather have you before sunrise,”

Wildfang straightened up, and let go of the breath he wasn’t holding. He held his head down to level with Icegaze, and gained the first life of many to come.

“With this life, I grant you compassion, use this wisely, I shouldn’t have to explain this to the badger I call a son,” chuckled the older tabby, who promptly received a playful swat from the younger.

Wildfang shivered, he wishes his coat was thicker. It got warmer with his mother taking a seat under his chin. Not wanting to keep him waiting, she held her nose towards her son, waiting for him to meet her halfway. Wildfang held back a snort, and complied.

“With this life I grant you friendship, use it to make great a closeknit clan and keep the bonds holding it together stronger than ever before,” Specklefall purred, and kissed her son’s nose. Wildfang returned the favor by smooching her head, hoping he looked groomed so she wouldn’t fuss about it.

He missed the warmth, but knew Acornkit was in his tail, trying to find a warm spot. The little kit bit him and he had to refrain from jumping, she was no bigger than a mouse compared to her much larger brother. “I thought I scented mischief, what do ya got sis?” The tortiseshell stuck her tounge out, but pressed her nose to the elder.

“With this wife, I gwant you pwotection. Use it to fight to defend youw cwanmates as if they wewe youw own chiwdwen, Siwvewpewt knyows they'ww nyeed it.” Wildfang felt a much more intense warmth, and now finally understood what the other leaders meant when they mentioned burning. He felt like shredding ears.

With the kit fading out to who knows where, Paledream enters, and looked almost too happy to be near Wildfang again. “I’m so happy to finally see you,” purred the grey tabby. Then it hit him, he could finally see what he looks like now, he forgot he could only see him when he was a kitten planning to be his apprentice. Paledream suddenly pulled away and touched his nose.

“With this life, I give you healing, use it to bring a new kind of knowledge to your clan, poor Rabbitsong would thank you for it.”

Wildfang was about to comment, but was hushed by a sudden Littlemist pressing his nose to his. Wildfang pushed him away quickly, needing to recover from being startled. Paledream, who hasn’t left yet, chatised the tom for doing that. Wildfang recovered, and met him again, on his own terms.

“With this life, I grant you leadership, use it to, well, lead. I have so much faith in you, I believe in your strength Fangface.”

Littlemist and his mate faded away, leaving Cloudstar in their place. He was about to say something but Wildfang cut him off with a tackle hug, which was happily returned. Cloudstar backed away, stretching, before continuing with the ceremony.

“With this life I grant you the gift of mentoring, use this to both teach others and learn from those you inspire.” The living cottonball named Cloudstar rested his chin on his old apprentice’s head, remembering what he was going to say. I should have named another warrior to mentor you, Rainstar was a mis-“

"You were dead, it’s not like you could’ve done anything about it, and Stormstar pretty much took me from him so it’s not all bad…” Wildfang trailed off, wishing that Rainstar was never brought up, but recollected himself to prepare for the next cat.

Cloudstar left with an apology, but the IslandClan cat arrived with another. “Wildfang I’m so sorry to have dragged you into that mess it was my fault you-” Wildfang stopped him from speaking with his paw, his pale blue eyes soft with worry. “Flamepoppy, you have been forgiven, I never blamed you for what happened and besides, why would I leave my best friend to rot in a cave?” Flamepoppy started to cry, and pulled the much bigger warrior into a hug. Wildfang pet his head while this occured. The black and ginger tom was soon joined by his mate, a Queen if memory serves. Wildfang nodded to the she-cat who left too soon. “You look even stronger than I remember,” purred Daisyskip, her nearly white eyes shining with starlight. “Come closer child, we don’t have the entire night to waste time with idle chatter,” Flamepoppy let an amused meow escape his muzzle, but quickly corrected himself when he seen the pair watching him. The couple approached, and pressed their noses to his cheeks.

“With this life we grant you Justice and Loyalty, try to both find it and grant it to others, and to show your clan that you aren’t what they may fear you to be,”

The mates left, leaving Wildfang alone once more. He counted the cats who came to see him, but something was wrong… there were only eight cats that gave him a life, and two gave him one life… that added to only seven lives from the Stars.

“You always were the smart one,”

His eyes shot up to meet the ones he hasn’t seen since he was an apprentice. He let his walls down, and started sobbing at the sight of his old denmate. He hasn’t told anyone but Stormstar the truth of what happened, he thought Smallpaw was mad at his mistake. His legs gave out, and he fell forward, spared from the ground by an oddly warm body catching him. Smallpaw knew that Wildfang would’ve been upset after the cave-in, but it looks like he never actually accepted that he was actually gone.

Wildfang shuddered, wrapping his forelegs around the shorter tom. Time was of no concern to him. He wanted to stay and keep Smallpaw in the embrace, but the other pulled away, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. Those damned eyes, they looked so lifeless yet showed so much life behind them.

“You know we can’t stay,” Wildfang nodded.

“You know why I’m here,” He nodded again, ears tilting back slightly.

“Did you know that I’m not mad at you?” He didn’t.

“Did you know that I was never mad at you?” No.

“Did you know that he loves you?” He paused, not responding.

“You know,” He does.

“You love him too,” He has to admit that he’s right.

Smallpaw pulled Wildfang in for a quick hug, and they met in the middle.

“With this life I grant you Strength. Not for combat, but for being the leader of a Clan who may not want you to be theirs. For being a shoulder to cry on, and to listen to the voice others may not hear. To have the ability to cry when you need to, and to admit when you are weak. May the Stars grant you safe passage home, my sweet,”

One voice faded to many, as if every star was cheering to him.

“Wildstar!”

#warrior cats ocs #i put it under read more hope you don't mind #submission