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Las Nevadas is just a perfect name.
It immediately reminds you of Vegas. It's some cool-looking initials to stamp on documents. But I love how it literally outright refers to snow—a constant reminder that it's still cold here, that the desert is fake and it's glaringly obvious to everyone with open eyes. Even to c!Quackity himself. It's a brilliant reflection of how none of this is real, there's no heart here, no matter how hard people try to make it a home. Las Nevadas was doomed to fail from the very moment it was named.
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friend said this about gojo. Idk how i put up w her
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Mightve been one of the shittiest apologies ive ever seen lmao
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People in Splatoon are genuinely funnier than I could ever aspire to be
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HELLO????
purpled's adhd diagnosis will forever live in my brain actually because of him being like "wait isn't a common occurance with people who have adhd that they can't focus on schoolwork? i have no issue focusing on that" and his doctor essentially went "actually you've just been fucking hyperfixated on getting good grades and being the best. your adhd was Very Much affecting your schoolwork."
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IT HAPPENED AGAIN WITH HIS SECOND WIFE APPARENTLY AND I FOUND OUT FROM THE SAME ACCOUNT.
I FOUND OUT ONE OF MY CHILDHOOD MINECRAFTERS DID SOME FUCKED UP SHIT FROM A FISH??? a FISH???? Nawh
If max or ross end up being problematic im gonna start sobbing
Jinbop is a pedophile
aphmau used asian sterotypes in her videos same with queerbaiting
and now sky with his shit
bAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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comic panel redraw with rivals. og under read more
i have like. a folder of world's finest clips and comic panels that remind me of rivals...
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All I am saying is that if Dream said "I will kill someone for you" to Punz, they would respond "that's hot".
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I. Love. You.
Three taps to their shoulder. Proof of trust. Punz sighed, raising their head up to kiss Dream's chin.
"Hi."
"Hi," Dream whispered back. He looked so fond, so happy. It made Punz's throat squeeze with feelings they didn't want to name. Instead, they tapped four times on the back of Dream’s neck.
I. Love. You. Too.
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Drunz being happy and comfortable. For @baka-monarch<3
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"You know, I never really thought about getting married before you."
Dream raised an eyebrow, but he knew Punz couldn't see it, tucked away in his arms as they were. "Really?"
"Really." He could hear Punz's smile. "Thought it was kind of stupid, actually. You know how many people will pay for someone to kill off their partner? Usually for their money."
Dream wasn't surprised, even if the more romantic part of him frowned at the thought. He brushed it away and cuddled closer with a teasing tone. "Are you going to have me assassinated so soon, Punz? We just got engaged."
Punz chuckled; Dream's heart swooped at the sound.
"I don't think there's anyone who'd succeed." They murmured, tugging a blanket up so they could be warmer. "Not all the money in the world could be worth you, anyway."
It was sappy, stupid, and Dream was a sucker for romantic shit like that, so he kissed Punz's forehead and buried his face into their sleepshirt, melting when he felt soothing circles rubbed into his back.
Dream was beginning to fall asleep, but he could feel the soft metal on his finger, warm. He used that finger to tap three times on Punz's neck.
I. Love. You.
He knew, even before Punz moved, that the sentiment was returned.
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Thinking about c!Drunz in the convict childcare au again.
Because like, from c!Punz's perspective everything goes terrible. He was waiting for c!Dream to get out of the prison, and they had a plan, and then all of the sudden, c!Ranboo is dead and Dream is gone and he doesn't know what to do anymore.
What's worse is Punz knows that Dream isn't dead. If Dream was dead, this would be easy. Punz could bring him back, and then they'd go get their revenge! Dream being dead would be preferable to this.
The rest of the server (minus the syndicate and Badlands) is convinced that Dream has somehow taken Sam hostage, but Punz knows that can't be true, because Dream would've told him. So Punz is uniquely aware that Dream is absolutely alive and that Sam is keeping him hostage in secret for an unknown reason.
Punz doesn't know what's happened to Dream, and he's worried about the worst. He's searching obsessively but it's really hard given that he's still pretending to not be on Dream's side. So he's also trying to throw Quackity's group off the scent and trying to decide if he can trust the Syndicate or not.
In the end, the Syndicate finds Dream first. They don't tell anyone. Punz finds out after the rest of the server manages to catch up and find where Dream escaped from. And then Punz has to wait again. Because he can't going after the syndicate. He just has to hope that Techno will honor the favor in a meaningful way. He's stuck fearing the worst.
Eventually, Dream's awake and aware enough to get a message across. He's able to sweet talk one of Philza's crows into bringing Punz a short letter,
'alive, with syndicate, can't come meet up yet'
That's all it says, but Punz ends up sobbing in something between relief and exhaustion. The crow sticks around, a bit put off by the reaction to it's letter, but also feeling kinda nosy and wanting a response to carry back (and some peanuts. Dream promised Punz had peanuts and would share >:[ where are the peanuts Punz). Punz needs a hot minute to recover, but eventually manages to scrawl back a quick 'okay' and then find some treats to repay the bird for carrying the message.
It takes time before the two of them can meet up. Messages are dangerous, so they speak in vague terms. Punz knows Dream is injured, but there's something else keeping him with the Syndicate. Punz is wracking his brain trying to figure out what it could be. Is it Ranboo? Does Techno want Ranboo revived before he'll let Dream leave? Punz doesn't like to think that Techno would hold Dream hostage like that, but people change in grief.
When Punz can finally go see Dream, he travels light but he carries an End Chest with full equipment for both of them. His shulker is stacked with potions. He's ready for the worst.
In a sense, he finds it. Even with all the time to heal, Dream has obviously been tortured. Scars litter his body, and his hands shake. He struggles to stand on his own, and he's only just barely started putting on weight. Dream's been getting help, Punz can see that much. It's enough that he doesn't draw a sword against Techno. But it's still hard to see.
On some level, Punz was ready for that. The sight hits him full force, but he was ready for that.
He wasn't ready for the little scarred piglin toddler curled up next to Dream on the couch. Eyeing him with great suspicion.
Punz is cautious as he's introduced to Michael and Dream gives him a simplified explanation of what happened. From how the toddler is staying very firmly pressed up against Dream, one little hand clutched on his shirt, it's pretty obvious what's keeping Dream here. This is a harder problem to resolve.
Still, Punz makes the most of it. Once he's got an understand of the situation he gives Michael a grin and offers to tell him stories about Dream from when they were kids. Dream groans, but he's got a smile under there, and Michael is delighted to learn Caretaker Secrets (Techno won't admit to it, but he was 100% eavesdropping to also get the Dream Secrets).
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Sudsssss
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Fox Dream & Wolf Punz
Fox & the Hound Drunz
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"We're still friends, right Punz?"
Dream's voice was low, barely above a whisper. They could pretend it was the crackling of the fire, the howling of the wind, if they so chose. Dream would let them; he allowed too much.
Instead, they reached over and squeezed his hand. The SMP had changed over the years, changed its landscape and changed its alliances and changed them.
"Yeah Dream, we're still friends."
They refused to let it change this.
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Can I have thing where Dream shrink in prison and find Punz after and is cuddled and snuggled and comforted and loved pls? 👉👈
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Wish is my command o7
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"I've got you, Dream." Punz's voice was like low, rumbling thunder. He could feel the vibrations of their chest against his figure, small and tucked away in an inner pocket of their hoodie. It was warm inside, but not suffocating like his prison cell. Compressing, maybe, a heavy blanket.
His only warning was the sound of water bubbling down a creek before Punz leaped, sending his heart into his throat and making his long-empty stomach turning dangerously. He would have even flown out of the pocket, maybe, if it hadn't been for Punz's hand instantly holding it down, keeping him largely unjostled.
"Shit, you okay?" Punz's voice sounded worried. If Dream pressed his ear close, maybe he could even feel the fearful flutter of their heartbeat. "I'm sorry, that'll be the last one, just didn't want to risk swimming through with you here."
Dream hummed an affirmative. He wasn't sure he had the energy to do much else.
The prison had taken away a large number of his abilities, whether through pure exhaustion or through the commands meant to keep an admin from escaping. Admittedly, the ability to shrink hadn't been considered simply because he'd forgotten he'd had it, but even if he remembered, it likely wouldn't have been coded in anyway; It wasn't a very useful ability when you could be killed just by being stepped on.
Dream was creative, though, and when Techno had disappeared without warning, he knew he'd be the one who would pay the price, so he got to work. Sam couldn't feel much through his armor, didn't even notice the half ounce of weight gripping his leg. It was a terrifying twenty minutes of fearing what would happen if he was discovered, but it was worth it when Sam had bolted out of prison, and Dream felt fresh air for the first time in months.
He didn't grow back when he got out of sightline. He was running on spite and adrenaline, and the instant he stopped long enough to grow, he would pass out. Too risky. Too much. His body would simply have to wait, as it always did.
(Punz had been alarmed when they looked down to see Dream, but their touch was as tender as always as they dripped the tiniest drop healing and regen atop his head. They removed their favorite pocket knife from its place and slipped Dream there instead, right next to their heart. No matter what he was or how he appeared, he was still their Dream.)
"We're home." Punz sighed. There was a creaking of a door as it swung open and shut, and then the chill that had been fighting to get to Dream from inside the pocket abruptly disappeared.
Punz's boots clicked as they walked across the floorboards. "Are you able to grow back now or should I set something up?"
A hand made its way into the pocket. Delicately, it pulled Dream out and onto the palm of Punz's hand, cupping the sides to prevent him from falling.
"Can't... I'll pass out." Dream mumbled, turning on his side to grasp at their pinky finger. The man holding him scoffed, but their expression was soft.
"There's no shame in passing out after this whole thing- but if that's what you want."
"I do." Dream whispered, and the thumb that petted him was the kindest touch he'd felt in a lifetime.
Punz set him down on the bed below- yet another measure of safety, in case Dream had fallen- before shucking off their boots and socks. Their sweatshirt landed on the floor in a heap, and then their hand returned, using the back of the thumbnail to lift his prison shirt up.
"Punz," Dream grabbed at their thumb with flushed cheeks, trying to push them away, to hide his scarred and vulnerable underbelly.
"Just wanna get those off you." Punz assured him. "They look absolutely gross, dude, that can't be comfortable."
They weren't. Blood was tacky between his shoulderblades, making the uniform stick to him like a second skin. The material was grimy and rough and uncomfortable after- after Quackity's many visits, and there were holes in the legs of his pants that made them practically useless for coverage.
Still, Dream highly doubted Punz magically had doll clothes perfectly his size.
"Just- give me something else to cover up with, and I'll take them off."
Punz obediently stepped away, and Dream took a minute to breathe.
He watched them rummage through the closet, humming low. He couldn't help the way his heart swelled with fondness, even as he tried to push it down and feign neutrality. The safety of their bed and their hands had brought his defenses low, and watching them grin triumphantly at their find, he couldn't find himself to be upset about it.
"If you give me a sock, I'll kill you." Dream called.
Punz rolled their eyes. "You're too small for a sock. Here-!"
They tossed a something long and satin-like onto the bed, and when he went to turn it in his fingers, he realized it was a scarf.
"Why's this so silky?"
"I can't wear things for fashion now?" Punz raised a teasing eyebrow.
"It's impractical." Dream argued, even as he dutifully removed his shirt. Punz closed his eyes while he did, much to Dream's relief
"This is why I pick our date outfits."
Dream grumbled, but the feeling of fabric so gentle of his skin was a welcome relief, and he swore as soon as he was strong enough to grow again, he would clean the blood off his back. He pulled the scarf around him like a lengthy toga, ignoring the way it trailed behind him in favor of collapsing back into the mattress.
"I'm good."
In one smooth movement, Punz swept the prison clothes off the bed. Dream felt the mattress bounce him as his partner settled next to him. He let his eyes close, uncaring even as familiar hands once again lifted him up to cradle him in their palm.
"You're so pretty." Punz said. He sounded adoring. It made Dream's stomach clench.
"I look disgusting."
"Never." They nuzzled his figure, and all Dream could register was the warmth of their cheek. "You're always beautiful to me."
His breath stuttered as they kissed him quick. It covered almost his whole body, and Dream felt fuzzy with the affection.
"My love." Dream said, because it was okay to love Punz in the privacy of their room. It was okay to be loved, when he was with the person he trusted most.
"My love." Punz said in return, and the fingers that petted Dream were nothing less than reverent.
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Staggedduo/drunz. Punz loves Dream loves Punz.
The forest clearing was softly lit. Soulfire lanterns hung from the twisted, gnarled branches, coloring the night a soft blue and bringing safety in the darkness. It was an enchanting scene, and secluded enough to avoid unwitting intruders. He liked it.
They could have met anywhere, of course; an abandoned ruin, a small dirt hut, an open field. Hell, they could have met in the light of day to not risk the chance of monsters. But Punz knew Dream had a love for grand theatrics and dramatic scenes- had helped him prep a few themself- and they'd never deny him anything that brought him joy.
Punz took a knee, and waited.
Dream's back was to him, but it was easy to see he was maskless. (A thrum of pride in their heart; they were allowed his trust.) He gripped a small, gilded book with a white knuckled fist. They didn't recognize it, but they knew without saying it was important. (Everything involving Dream was important.)
Dream turned to him. For a breathless moment, all Punz could register was the moonlight cloaking him, as if his mere existence was beyond earthly tethers.
Then he spoke. "Punz."
"Yes?"
"I'm going to stay, and fight for this server." Dream looked down at the book in his hands before meeting Punz's gaze. "You don't have to do this with me."
"I want to, I've told you this." They countered fiercely, a dozen reasons ready on their tongue.
"I know you have." Dream hesitated. "But. It's important for you to understand. If we lose, we'll be killed, and if we win, we'll be hated by everyone."
Punz scoffed. "Why would ever care about them when I have you?"
For a moment, it was silent. They threw him a challenging look, daring him to deny their loyalty.
Slowly, Dreams entire body shifted, tension seeping away. The hard line of his mouth melted into a smile, and his eyes held such tenderness that Punz's heart skipped a beat.
"My Punz," Dream murmured, and it sounded like home. "You're wonderful."
He reached out a hand, and Punz entangled his fingers with their own.
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c!dream is kinda funny as a villain bc ppl kept trying to convince you he was the scariest villain ever and super creepy and his competition on the dsmp alone was like c!wilbur (sweet-talks the whole audience into forgetting how scary he fucking is) and c!sam (literally just terrifying)
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