and then the colors of the world went away with your emotions

doodle dump with varying tones and styles

They’re parasites. You know what it means to be a parasite, right, Tommy? You know it real intimately.

(Excerpt from 'when a house is both hungry and awake' by logsteds)

exile

What if s2 Dream woke up one day and remembered? What if he left his room to find Tommy sitting on his (their) couch? What if he knew what he did? What they did to each other? What if he flinched at Tommy’s greeting? What if he couldn’t explain what changed? What if the new chance, new-old family he wanted was taken from him again?

😭😭 I'm sure it'll all be fine

SOOO EXCITED TO POST THIS WOO :DD

Awesome commission of CK!Primeboys by @teethkid67!! Thank you so much for this art, it's so beautiful :] everyone go commission Teeth

wanna be friends? friendship ended with c!discduo now c!primeboys is my best friend 63/365

exile selfie ! !

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Who this fucking blonde bitch? Lmao??

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The two of us are linked somehow. I know it, deep in my bones I know it. He and I were doomed the moment we locked eyes, and he doesn’t even realize it. The way he walks, the way he talks, it’s all such a mundane, beautiful defiance, it drives me mad. And the worst part of it? He doesn’t even mean to undo me this way. He wasn’t trying to turn me into this… thing. This thing that sacrifices its every waking thought to him. I could kill him, I could. I should. But it’s already too late, far too late. So instead I toil against his weight on my shoulders. And as I hoist him up over my head once again, I can finally understand how one could consider Sisyphus content.

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Jail cel :(

Some pre-disc war c!Prime and more evidence that c!Dream has just always been Like That lmaooo :)

C!Tommy should fill his walls up in glitter so the next time c!Dream tries to hide in them he'll be sparkling and easy to see from afar for weeks

Not Even Death Can Free Me

spineless by writerwithacat

Credits:

Czesław Miłosz, Selected Poems // Late-August, Shatter / dying-weeds // hiraethminds // Jorge Luis Borges, To the One Who is Reading Me // theotterbiography // hiraethminds // Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib, No, I wasn’t meant to love and be loved // birdiebrunch (1, 2) // Stars, Do You Want To Die Together // writerwithacat, spineless (1,2,3) // Gwiblet // Lemon Demon, Lifetime Achievement Award

“every day i would wake up drowning”

acrylic markers on watercolour paper

9×8 inches

c!Dream apologists’ perception of the DSMP lore is something I’ll never truly understand, no matter how hard I try, considering they’re completely disconnected from the canon and the characters they deem to love are nothing but the inside-out shells of their original selves in their representation. 

I’ll never get over the fact that c!Dream apologists define the canonicity of any plot-relevant event based on c!Tommy’s involvement and/or the angle from which c!Dream is shown. If the moment in question portrays c!Dream as morally grey or decent to some extent (or could be interpreted as such), it’s canon. However, if it shows him as the abusive, manipulative, and control-obsessed freak he is, then “cc!Dream was simply joking around with cc!Tommy, and it was OOC”. It gets even more hilarious if c!Dream apologists have such polarising reactions to practically identical events.

Another point that never made sense to me is c!Dream apologists’ unjustified hatred towards c!Tommy and the constant need to accuse him of the whole bag of tricks. They just love to villainise him, disregard his constant suffering and trauma, and treat him as if he was the cause of all the rightful criticism and anger towards c!Dream. However, they never think, even for a second, that maybe, just maybe, c!Tommy isn’t the one to blame here, but c!Dream’s harmful actions are. They also seem to find him annoying, which doesn’t make sense either because the thing they dislike is simply being a kid. And considering c!Tommy had to grow up very fast and didn’t fully get to be one for as long as he deserved, it makes sense why he’d need to compensate for it and be just a bit louder and more chaotic, and there’s nothing wrong with that. 

“c!Tommy was obsessed with c!Dream.”

After the prison break, it wasn’t surprising that c!Tommy became more paranoid, couldn’t get c!Dream out of his head, and had to stay constantly on guard because his abuser, who literally possessed the power of revival and planned to make them both immortal, was Free, and it was only a matter of time until he caught him and made his plan come true… Still, c!Dream apologists tend to completely misinterpret and confuse the boy's wariness with an obsession. Considering c!Dream’s obsession stems from the very beginning of the server (s1 in particular, for example, the stalking, the tunnel under c!Tommy’s base, c!Tommy’s friends’ comments about c!Dream’s obsessive behaviour, and so much more), this claim is completely unjustified, and it’s clear to me that they’re just trying to use the boy as a scapegoat to make their fave look like a better person. Being terrified of your abuser, stalker, murderer, and tormentor is a completely valid response, and there’s not a hint of obsession in it. Not to mention that the first thing c!Dream did after breaking out of prison (after getting armour and weapons, but that was quick and necessary if he wanted to remain free) was meet c!Tommy to torment him again.

“cc!Dream benevolently went along with cc!Tommy’s idea of rp’ing abuse.”

The fact that cc!Dream and cc!Tommy were clearly enjoying the process of streaming exile is completely irrelevant to the lore, because it doesn’t impact c!Tommy in any way, and ‘cc!’ and ‘c!’ exist separately For A Reason. It seems that c!Dream apologists simply can’t stand cc!Tommy/c!Tommy, so they use anything they can find to make the exile arc less significant and impactful to c!Dream’s character. But the thing is, c!Tommy (and specifically, the idea of having complete control over him) is his biggest motivation, so no matter how much they may dislike and reject that idea, it’s canon.

on most days in exile, dream was kind.

that’s the one thing tommy keeps closest to his chest about it, and he doesn’t exactly speak openly about the other parts either. but it's the happy-times, not the confusing blurry times that refuse to leave his head, he’d rather die than bring up.

the bad days are a blur- axe hits and words cutting deeper than those. tears and explosions and burying parts of himself, sometimes literally. but the in-betweens, the moments where tommy can try and blank out of context and almost smile, those stay crystal-clear, like they were etched into his brain with a knife (like the scars on his cheeks).

some part of him misses it. most of him recoils from it so hard sometimes a kind word sends the idea of him into his head and tommy’s eyes glaze over and he goes on autopilot. it’s funny, he thinks. above all else, dream ruined gentleness for him. he’d never tell him that- prime, he’d be a smug asshole about it. but he had. friendship seemed like a threat, gifts a trap, touch a warming for pain.

on most days, he and dream sat around the campfire, laughing at stupid jokes as dream would help bandage his wounds. on most days, the tnt didn’t burn. on most days, tommy would splash dream with the saltwater and pretend he didn’t mean to even if they both knew and dream would pretend he didn’t either. on most days, they would pick flowers and dream would teach tommy their meanings and tommy would teach dream of their medicinal properties. on most days, he had to pinch himself to stop himself calling dream wilbur, calling him tubbo, because dream had taught him well that was unacceptable.

tommy was a quick learner. he hated how he still felt a jolt of pride at that thought.

dream was kind, until he wasn’t. even now, he lacked malice in his eyes, had a playful lilt to his voice like this was all some stupid game. like they were still friends and this was some plot they were both in on. dream was soft velvet and harsh iron and the former had tommy wake up in a cold swear far more than the latter.

dream was kind. tommy wished he never was.

The ghost of who you once was, I can see him inside, still wanting the same things as me