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“Something to give you” HSO AU

“I know that you’re lonely but if it really happened, who would be there to save you if I get taken away, huh?” Dream pressed on, his tone ever so becoming harsher. Tommy tried to hide his trembling body as much as possible but you can’t stop a bottle with gashes once water fills in. 

Dream took a step forward, his tied arms unfurling, condescending into a daring temper “You’re better than that, You know what the Galactic Council does to uncertified humans that don’t have VUSA IGPs? Theseus?” he called him by his real name, Tommy knew he was in real deep shit if he did that. 

Tommy quietly gulped, mustering up what his tight throat is able to sputter out.

“They...g-get killed” he’s stumbling. Pride or making excuses wasn’t an option here, even if it was, it’ll worsen Dream’s temper either way. He learned that the hard way a long time ago.

Dream glared at the little blond boy with disappointed resentment. Tommy’s chest anchored inwards as the room was silent white, his heart throbs like a hand banging on a metal door.  

“Before that...They were tortured and experimented on.” There was no emotion in Dream’s voice when he said that but coldness was seeded in each word. For a man whose voice was comforting, he’s scary. Fucking terrifying. 

He’s disappointed in me again. Why? just why do I keep making these stupid decisions? I just wanted to give him something I saw. Why am I so stupid? I hate this feeling. I hate this I hate this I hate this I hate this I hate me-

“Tommy look at me” 

He doesn’t wanna look up, he’d rather look at the floor than Dream right now. It not like he was scared…He isn’t a pussy, he’s not

Anxiously twiddling with his fingers, He quietly sucked in air and slowly look up to face him. 

“Why did you go outside?” Dream leaned forward, “I know that you don’t do those sorts of things for nothing other than loneliness”, Tommy can hear his heart drumming in his ears and tears daring to leave their dam. 

Carefully shifting to his pocket beneath his plaid makeshift-poncho, not breaking eye contact with him. “Come on Tommy, I’m waiting-”

 There was a white flower between them, held by the little blond boy nervously held out between his small fingers towards Dream’s face. 

“I-” He choked on his throat, “I just- was that when w-we landed in this planet-” he took an exhale, his eyes fixated on the floor in contemplation, trying to get a hold of his stumbling. 

“I saw a few flowers around and I thought these flowers looked so much like a flower we had back on earth! so I- I thought you’dlikeonebutIkn-” 

“A lily?”

“Yeah- no- I...actually don’t know what kind of flower is this but It’s just really similar t-that’s all!” Tommy butted in hesitantly as if that justifies anything.

 Dream shot a stare at Tommy who clamped his mouth shut. Never run your mouth that doesn’t add things up. His subconscious whispers warily as a reminder of what he’d been taught.

The artificial air went tense with the blond’s chest deepening in guilt and fear. he doesn’t wanna get hurt, he just wants to see Dream happy, that’s all he wanted to do. 

Dream’s arm shifted. There it is, you screwed up again, why are you like this?. Tommy’s head flinched in acceptance, preparing to get hit. 

He didn’t expect a gentle hand laid on his hair. The Green-eyed man sighed “Tommy, I-” He pressed two of his finger onto his forehand “Just don’t do that again, God you gave me a heart attack”. 

“...Sorry…” Is all that Tommy can muster up, his hand is wavering from how long he was holding the small white flower which Dream gently took from him. He looked at the flower for a strange amount of time. 

Tommy twiddled with his fingers, unsure “Do...you like it?” he asked quietly.

Dream broke his focus and looked towards Tommy. The little blond’s mind screamed at himself again however soon calmed by his response. 

“It’s...lovely” He softly whispered that last part, it didn’t seem...wrong? But not sure if it’s genuine but Tommy took it as a good sign. 

Tommy wanted to speak but again, he has no voice in this. He perked up when Dream started to speak. 

“Training starts around early in the morning” He turned to his room, Tommy tilted his head “W-what?”

“I said training starts around early in the morning, Tomorrow.” Pressing some buttons, the door shifted open and soon there he was off to his quarters. Tommy would follow him but he knew he probably would be kicked off his bridge for being an annoyance.  

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Tommy was left puzzled. Training starts around early in the morning

Training starts

Training 

“Does he mean…” Tommy felt the pieces clicked. Does my apprenticeship begin tomorrow?! 

Finally, this 11-year-old going to be Dream’s right hand man in working! 

I Always wanted to help out Dream since he deserves a hand in his business, Though it’ll be rough it does benefit him going to the out world! Perhaps even making friends with a couple of Xenos- perhaps a Grachk’ve? Those lizard people with four eyes? They seem cool- Or oh! an Elytr’ev? Those centaur-like quadrupedal insectoid people? They have different types of people in there perhaps I can hang out with them?

Tommy has to control excitement, He’s finally getting a true step out of this ship to have a chance to see the galaxy instead of behind a hylographite glass.

If he only knew what was ahead, he would’ve run out of that ship when he had the chance.

“I’M A GOD TOMMY”

(he’s holding a dahlia btw not saying you should look that up but if you want to I will support that decision)

Tw: blood on the next drawing

a pool of blood | dream

summery: You get hurt at the L’Manburg revolution, and Dream, your boyfriend is really scared he’s going to loose you. 

request: “Hello! I loved bust a lip. I was wondering if you could right a fic with dream x reader during the dream smp. where the reader... OMFG I SENT MY LAST REQUEST WITHOUT FINISHING i’m sorry. I was watching cutis connor lmao. anyway im sorry again but where the reader gets really hurt and dream takes care of them.”

pairing: dream x reader

genre: phat angst and a lil fluff

word count: 2085

tw: blood, wounds, basically a really bad injury, swearing

note: hihi! this was a request, so thanks anon for sending it in. sorry its a lil late tho!! anyways, hope you enjoy and send in more requests!! happy holidays and happy new year!! :)

You stood by Dream as Tubbo took the stage after Wilbur handed the presidency off to him. You were still in a little bit of shock from Shalatt’s sudden death and Tommy and Wilbur denouncing the presidency, but you smiled at Tubbo as  he made his speech. 

“Well, I’ve been put on a spot here, I wasn’t expecting to be surrounded with friends, uh, enemies, which I don’t hate all that much, I’ll be honest. Thank you everybody, it’s been an honour.” Tubbo said, and it was followed by cheers from the crowd. You watch as Tubbo got congratulated and started to tear down the execution decorations that littered L’Manburg. 

“Are we not going to help them?” you ask your boyfriend, and he exchanges a look with Sapnap. 

“I need you to stay near me, love.” Dream’s voice was hard and you knew he wasn’t going to take no for an answer no matter how much you wanted to help your friends. “You have to stay next to me, okay?”

You sighed and nodded. “Okay, fine. I will-” you were cut off by the sounds of fireworks and Tommy cursing loudly. Technoblade had taken out his infamous rocket launcher and started to murder the people around him. He emerged from the smoke, and approached Tommy who stood in shock at the pure chaos. You squished closer to your boyfriend, as he stood on a pillar with you, somewhat of a safe distance away from The Blade.

“You guys, listen to me.” Technoblade started. “I did not spend weeks planning this revolution, giving you guys gear, for you guys to go in and replace one tyrant with another. Don’t you see what’s happening here? Don’t you see history repeating itself? Do you think Shalatt was the cause of your problems? No! It was government!”

Dream brought you closer to the side lines of where Techno was, past Tommy and near Punz. “Dream, I don’t think it’s a good idea to be here.” you whisper as you watch Punz go through loot. 

“Trust me, you’re better off here than there.” Dream murmured back, and you could sense Dream intently staring at Techno, almost anticipating something. 

“I thought you said that Wilbur was the traitor.” you said accusingly to your boyfriend. Your eyebrows furrowed and you crossed your arms across your chest as you watched Techno continue to address Tommy. 

“He is, but you know how Techno gets with the government. This,” he gestured at the stand off, “was bound to happen. Stay near Punz.”

“Dream, wait-” you started but he was already off trying to get some hits on Tommy. “Goddammit.”

“I see I was wrong to rely on people.” Technoblade said as he watched the fight ensue. The air was getting hard to breathe, and all you could see was smoke and ash. The ongoing sound of fireworks going off and people screaming for their lives echoed throughout L’Manburg. In the heat of the fight, you lost track of Punz, and was desperately looking around to locate Dream.

“The government ends here!” you heard Techno scream into the mass. You stumbled over your feet as you kept seeing the same red, blue and white flash again and again in your eyes. 

“Hey, hey, get up.” you sighed in relief at the sound of Skeppy’s voice. You knew that the Badlands had allied themselves with the Dream SMP just a while ago, so you felt a little better around Skeppy than stumbling around looking for your boyfriend, your safe place. 

“Skep- where’s Dream?” you forced out as he pulled you to your feet and lugged you away from where you last saw Punz. From your position, you could see Sapnap, and Purpled, but no Dream. Dread curled in your stomach, and you had an overwhelming sense to cry. 

“Dude, I don’t know, but what I do know is that we need to get out of here. Now.” Skeppy stated as you pasted Techno. You could see the anger and excitement gleam in his eyes. God, it almost made you sick. He was an antichrist. But Technoblade was your friend, and he fought for L’Manburg. It puzzled you why he picked Tommy, Wilbur and L’Manburg over Dream and yourself, having been very old friends with the man. Now you knew. He knew that this was what he was going to get. Blood for the Blood God. He fought for this country's freedom, and killed its citizens. “I’m going to take you to Bad, okay?” Skeppy’s eyes clouded over almost as if he was trying to remember if you were a part of the plan. 

You caught Dream’s neon sweater just before you heard him. His voice rang louder than the canons, a true display of the SMP leader. “You know who the traitor was?” Dream taunted Tommy. You broke out of Skeppy’s hold on your wrist, and tried to make your way to Dream. 

“Dream-” you tried to call out to him, but Tommy cut you off. 

“Who?” Tommy asked as he stood on a building overlooking the mess. 

Dream looked for you after hearing your voice, easily picking you out as you carefully made your way to him. “Tommy, the traitor was Wilbur.” Dream stated carefully. He grasped your hand, and made ways towards the plaza, so he could truly look Tommy in the eyes, to see the disbelief in his eyes as the person he considered a brother was said to be a traitor. 

“What? No, it wasn’t, Technoblade just fucking killed Tubbo! It was Technoblade!”

“No Tommy, Wilbur is the traitor.” you said as you looked up at the blonde. 

“No, no, he can’t be.”

“Have I ever lied to you Tommy?”

Tommy took a step back. It was true. You never lied to anybody. “Where’s Wilbur? Does anyone know?” He so desperately wanted to prove you wrong; his eyes searched the crowd for his brother figure. 

You heard it before you saw it. You heard the sizzle of the TNT beneath you, and the rumble of the ground under you. Your frightened eyes shot up to try to meet Dream’s but all you could see was the mocking face of his mask. The ground shook again, and you held onto Dream.

“Dream, what the fuck!” you screamed, as he pulled you away from the ground that was shaking violently. You had only heard rumors and whispers of what Wilbur was planning; Dream always tried to plan in secret, and Sapnap would only fill you in on the important details that Dream excluded. Apparently blowing up L’Manburg was a minor detail. 

“Shit!” Dream cursed as he rushed you both to a place he deemed more safer. 

But he was a little too late. The sky blazed a brilliant red and orange, and then you heard it, the huge noise that could only be compared to the time you helped Sapnap blow up an area of the SMP, but even at that, this was one hundred times worse. You shielded your face from the heat with the hand that Dream was not clenching on for dear life, and you could feel Dream and yourself fumble over the rocks and pathway that was being thrown about. 

Then it got quiet. Silent. You squinted through the soot and ash in the sir. Dream stopped where he initially left you and turned around to hold your face with both his hands. His mask was lopsided, and darkened due to the soot stained on it. The one eye that you could now see was searching you, and you realized that he was talking to you.

“I can’t, I can’t hear you Dream.” You stumbled over your words, but you couldn’t hear yourself anyways. You heaved, inhaling the thick air with each word. The only thing you could hear was a weird static noise, and it felt like your head was underwater. You watched Dream’s eye widen as he looked you over and landed on your abdomen. Your brows furrowed at him, and you followed his gaze to your stomach and where you were standing in a growing pool of blood. Your fingers press on the fabric of your shirt and you look at the coat of thick liquid over them. 

“Oh fuck.” you gasp. Your shirt was stained in blood and your pants were stained in blood and your shoes were stained- . Dream’s hands were now all over you; He had his hand pressed against your wound to apply pressure and one that was holding your face to look at him. That’s when you finally felt it. The shearing pain that ripped through you made you gag and your head spin. You could taste the salt from your tears as you started to cry from the pain. Dream’s shoulders heaved, and you quickly realized he was also crying hard. You saw Sapnap rush towards you and Dream, and pulled Dream away from you. You sank into the pool you created on the ground. You sluggishly watched as Dream yelled at Sapnap, almost lashing out at the man. Sapnap quickly pulled off his bandana, and gave it to Dream who sank down next to you and started to wrap it around your wound. Sapnap tried to reach over to help, but his hand got slapped violently away by your boyfriend. The pain was still pulsing through you and you could feel the warmth of the blood you were sitting in. You felt sleepiness drag over you, and you closed your eyes. It had been a while since you got a good eight hours of sleep, and maybe you could-. Your thoughts were interrupted by Dream nudging you and a streak of annoyance interrupted the pain momentarily. 

Can’t he see that all you wanted to do was sleep? Sleep would block out the pain and you were almost there anyways. You felt Dream pick you up, and cradle you in his arms. You opened your eyes a little and all you could see was Dream’s face just overcome with worry and fear. 

“Hey, it's gonna be alright.” you tried to say but your throat felt dry and you still couldn’t hear. All you could feel was Dream’s chest heave with every shuddering breath he took as you slipped into the void. 

                                                         -

You woke up sweating. Your head felt almost clear and your stomach ached just a little. You looked over at the bedside table that housed lots of empty potion bottles and one regen pot. The body next to you pulled you closer and you sighed as the all too familiar smell of Dream washed over you. You glanced around the somewhat familiar room and recognized it as BadBoyHalo and Skeppy’s extra room in their mansion. You sat up, rubbed the sleep out of your eyes and watched Dream’s sleeping face with a small soft smile on your face. He hadn't changed out of his clothes, and you could see the netherite armor and mask he wore on a chair at the foot of the bed.

“How are you feeling?” Bad asked as he walked in the room. You realized you could finally hear again as you looked at him.

“Could be better.” you said as you ran a hand through Dream’s hair. Bad watched your movement, and sighed. 

“He was really worried, you know? He wouldn’t let anyone hear you and patched you up himself. He only let me come near you with the pots after you stopped bleeding. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so scared.” Bad told you. He gave you the regen, and you started to sip on it. 

“That’s Dream for you.” you said as you finish off the potion. Bad collected the bottles and smiled at the both of you. “Thank you Bad.”

“Anytime.” His smile widened at you as he left the room.

“Is he gone?”

“Dream!” You shove your boyfriend, and wince at the sudden movement. Yeah, maybe, no quick movement for a while. Dream’s playful look disappeared, and his face shone with concern. 

“We were so close to losing you. I was so fucking scared.” his voice was soft and your heart lurched at it.

“Hey, no, no, don’t worry. I told you. It was gonna be alright. We’re okay.” you hold Dream’s face and make direct eye contact. “I promise I’m okay, and I’m not going anywhere.”

Dream visibly relaxed and snuggled closer to you, putting an arm around your ribcage. “I love you. So damn much.”

“I love you too.”  

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