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fra-aria · 3 days
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It's a date! ❤️
Day 3: cake for @sam-and-dream-week !
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elmhat · 2 days
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// dsmp rp
@sam-and-dream-week day 4 — "torture"
TW: aftermath of torture (duh)
“It shouldn’t be stuck in this far,” said Sam, tugging at the wooden stake lodged in Dream’s arm.
Dream winced at the pain, biting the inside of his cheek. “Sorry,” he replied, with a healthy touch of sarcasm. Maybe Sam should ask Quackity to apologize, if it was such a big deal. They must have some pretty interesting conversations anyway.
Sam eyed him while he worked. “Don’t use that tone with me. We both know who’s to blame for this.”
“Y’know, I kinda— I feel like we’re gonna have pretty different answers,” said Dream. He couldn’t help it, he was amused.
Sam ignored him entirely. With one hand, he dug metal fingers into the flesh of Dream’s arm. With the other, he gripped the stake, grunting as he pulled it free in a flurry of oozing blood. Dream yelled out, of course, but Sam ignored that too, immediately going to apply regen to the fresh new hole. “All you have to do is give me the book,” he said. “That’s it. That’s literally it. It’s not hard.”
“Like you actually give a shit about that,” Dream muttered. His arm hurt. His arm really hurt.
“Of course I care about the book, what? I’ve told you that since day one.”
Day one was who knows how long ago now. Dream would guess it had been a couple of weeks, at least, but he was painfully aware that time was probably passing far slower for him than the rest of the world. A lot could change in a couple of weeks; Dream had always been good at making use of his time. Quackity was also good at making use of his time.
“Really,” said Dream. “So, before this, when I was still… free… you still would’ve cared about the revival book? That’s— That still would’ve been, like, top priority?”
Sam sat back on his heels, wiping a bloodied arm across his bloodied forehead. “Dream, what are you saying. Before you were in here, we didn’t even know the book existed!”
“No— but if you did, though.” Dream took a nervous breath before he said the next part. “Pretend Punz doesn’t show up. And then I tell you— as a friend, I tell you, about the book. Then what?”
In an obvious bid to avoid the question, Sam began rifling through his medkit. Lots of bottles in there—healing potions, mostly, but also regen and fire res, for emergencies. Maybe Dream could steal one, at some point. When he had two functional arms. Sam soaked a cloth in more regen, which he wasn’t gentle about applying. “It doesn’t even matter what I’d do,” he said, “it didn’t happen.”
“But if it did,” said Dream.
“You shouldn’t have that kind of power,” Sam snapped, forcing eye contact. “You shouldn’t. And the rest of the server wouldn’t allow it either— you know, it’s not just us who need that book. It’s for all of us. For the good of the world.”
Through the throbbing, nauseating pain, Dream felt a kind of smugness settle in his chest. Even now, even here, he was able to provoke a reaction from his warden—and they both knew that Dream was right, Sam was just too much of a coward to admit it. There was power in words, and words were the one thing that they would never be able to take from him. Not if they continued claiming to want that precious book.
“Sorry,” Dream said eventually, and he even bowed his head a little, just to make Sam feel like he had won whatever contest this was.
Within the walls of this prison, Dream had never been honest. Not with Sam, not about this place or its purpose. That was the nature of their relationship. The builder and the mastermind. The puppet and the strings. Sam could send in his attack dog all he liked, but Dream was still the one holding the leash.
That was what his mind repeated, long into the night, while he awaited Quackity’s return.
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[ part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 ]
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blueinkphantom · 3 days
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Barn Owl is the perfect animal to pick for hybric c!Dream and here's why
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simplepotatofarmer · 2 days
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loving this idea of whenever dream has an episode or any sort of anxiety attack, techno will take him down to take care of the dogs as a way to relax and take his mind off things (i used to volunteer at a horse rescue and genuinely believe those horses saved my life)
-boo anon (p.s. Hi loyal! been following for awhile but this is the first time ive ever made a blog and decided to interact with people on dreblr! been following rabbit run for a long time too <3)
i 100% support c!dream and any animal!
in my aac au, he bonds with the foxes and has his own dog!
i think it'd be a little hard for him at first because he's afraid something would happen to any animal he cares about (even if it's technically techno's animal) but it's very soothing. it gives him something to focus on and techno is always right there, just in case.
dream would absolutely benefit from something that has affection/love for him but clearly could not want anything from him other having the basic needs met, y'know? a dog isn't planning to use you. they're just happy to have you around and that's kind of the thing that dream explicitly needs.
and hi!! <3 <3 i'm glad to have you here!
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nekioe · 2 days
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I just really like vampires and I just really like c!Dream
So hear me out: au where c!Dream is a vampire
Pls and thank you
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supernovaa-remnant · 2 days
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does cdream feel embarassed to have never realized that he proposed to ctechno on their duel? How does bad feel about the engagement?
hmm something important to think about is the whole timeline of events. if dream had found out he accidentally proposed to techno during their duel pretty soon after it happened, then, yeah he would've felt embarrassed.
but he finds out post-prison. he's not in prison as long as he was in canon, but he's still in there for a while, and it takes time for techno to get him out. so, he finds out post-prison, and he's not embarrassed per say, he's just... baffled. he doesn't get why techno never broke off the engagement. he doesn't get why techno kept trying. he doesn't get why techno cared.
the whole concept of techno actually wanting the engagement just doesn't make sense in dream's mind. it won't make sense for a long time.
bad feels pretty good about the engagement lol. at the beginning, he was just really happy for dream (dream assumed he was just proud of him for doing his best in the duel 😭). he's also relieved by the end of it. he's relieved someone had the means to get dream out of prison. he's relieved dream still has someone who he can rely on to support him. I'd say overall he's always had pretty favorable views of the engagement.
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bleue-flora · 3 days
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If I wrote a multi fandom fanfic it would literally just be Arrow’s Oliver Queen, Supernatural’s Dean Winchester, MCU’s Loki and Bucky Barns, and c!Dream imprisoned in Minecraft’s favorite torture box, Pandora’s Vault, with c!Quackity and his bag of tools… what does that say about me?…
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allilcat · 16 days
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I have a sequel suggestion
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kenjo-arts · 3 months
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Commission for @thenaiads !
a continuation of this comic but with Techno who remembers s1!
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voidpidgeon · 2 months
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Hi @draconixiaa, I am pinch-hitting for you! I hope this counts as arson by technicality :)
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elliotl · 2 years
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one of my favourite things is character is like "i don't give a fuck! i never gave a fuck!" and they are the ones who give most of the fucks.
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uftopia · 12 days
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I literally just realized I can repost my art onto here DUUH okay here’s something I drew the other week
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elmhat · 22 hours
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// dsmp rp
@sam-and-dream-week day 5 — "lava"
TW: self-harm, abuse
“Sam!”
The lava wall was bright. Dream still felt his eyes burning, just a little, when he looked at it, but he had mostly gotten used to the pain. There wasn’t much else to look at in here.
“Sam!”
He imagined he could see him on the other side, standing tall and proud and unyielding. He was always standing like that. What would he look like without his armor? Dream genuinely couldn’t remember. He couldn’t really remember what anyone looked like besides Sam and Quackity, and Quackity hadn’t visited regularly in a long, long time.
“Sam! It’s serious, please!”
Lazily, Dream raised a hand in front of him, stopping just short of losing it to the light. It burned, being this close to it. It shimmered. Glowed, like the sun. It filled his soul with more warmth than most things could anymore. Slowly, carefully and slowly, he inched his hand forwards, until the edge of his palm was grazing the surface and he was hissing in pain, pulling back, but he forced himself to keep holding his hand near it anyway. It was warm. Dream wanted to feel warm.
A voice from beside him. “Stop! What are you—!”
Dream was grabbed, hauled backwards and thrown to the floor. He smiled up at Sam; he hadn’t seen him come through the wall of lava, but he had known that he would.
Sam seized Dream’s hand, taking one look before slapping it away again. “That’s it, that’s your emergency? How many times have I— You can’t just—”
“Sorry,” said Dream, automatic. Half of the words he said these days were sorry. But that was okay. Sam was still coming and going at the prisoner’s whim, like the loyal lapdog that he was. Dream still had him.
“This is the last time I’m coming in here because of your— issues,” said Sam, spitting the word like a curse. “Understand? This isn’t gonna be rewarded.”
“You said that last time,” Dream muttered.
“What was that?”
Dream knew that it wasn’t rhetorical, Sam wanted an answer. So fine. Dream answered. “I said, you said that last time,” he repeated.
Sam’s stare was piercing. There wasn’t much else to do when the fury was this blatant, so Dream smirked up at him, feeling pretty proud of himself. It was what he deserved. Sam, predictably, reached down, and he backhanded Dream hard across the face. He grabbed his chin before he could hit the floor.
“Do you want me to bring Quackity back here?” Sam asked him.
Dream searched his face for the sincerity of the threat, and he saw only the warden’s mask. He didn’t feel warm anymore. He felt very, very cold.
“Answer me.”
“No,” Dream said quietly. “No, warden.”
Sam remained silent. For a worrying few seconds, Dream feared that he had pushed it too far this time, but then Sam stood, releasing his face in a manner that ended up with Dream essentially thrown to the floor again.
“I’m not healing that for you,” said Sam over his shoulder.
Dream nodded. Good. He didn’t want to forget.
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[ part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 ]
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blueinkphantom · 2 days
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drawing from nearly two years ago that i never posted, mainly due to struggles with drawing prison break c!drunz hug and then forgetting about it. so i removed that, changed positions and yeah.
(still thinking about c!bad mentioning c!dream shaking)
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simplepotatofarmer · 2 days
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On your c!dnb manifesto, how they handle the rest of the server? I'm sure i'm some moment the others will go to see ctechno so they might find cdream. Unless he hides like a sitcom when he tries to not be seen and still trying to get good frol the invaded kitchen
in my head it goes like this:
they do keep it quiet for awhile. phil knows. no one else does. dream keeps to himself. he's processing a lot of things. not just the torture but the realization that he doesn't know what will happen to the server and he's gotta be okay with that because trying to control and fix everything hurt. it almost ruined him. he wants to be with techno, for however long they have. that much he does know.
so he does hide a little. but techno's other friends (ranboo and niki) realize something is going on. techno is happy. there's always picked dandelions in a crappy old mug on the kitchen table. sometimes there's an extra plate or a blanket in a chair that should be unused. so techno explains the whole thing. he uses the word 'love' for the first time that's not in the middle of the night, whispered half asleep.
dream is still a little distant. still a little afraid this is also going to be yanked away from him because he cares. it's not easy. but one day he's coming back from a walk with another handful of dandelions and runs into niki who asks 'why'. she means it in a broad sense, really, but dream just says that techno likes dandelions and so that's enough for dream. niki says it's enough for her, too. she doesn't mean the dandelions.
when it does come out that dream is living with techno, techno makes one thing very clear: you'll have to go through him first. and you know how that goes, don't you, quackity? sam? they do know. that's not to say it's smooth sailing. tommy is angry and techno gets it. he says people change, sometimes we hurt each other, sometimes you're not a good person but that doesn't mean someone won't love you and that you can't change. tommy says dream can't change. dream is in the greenhouse because it's warm and sometimes his joints hurt and he likes to look at the roses. anyone can change, man, techno says. he knows that from experience and he knows about giving people second chances.
the server is still bloody sometimes. still full of hurt but at least in the arctic there's peace and love and rose bushes and dandelions in a chipped blue mug. that's enough, y'know?
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painfulgoodbye · 13 days
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🎵 no more fucks given 🎵
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