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kumezyzo · 6 months

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HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT. you know how george was on live reacting to dreamteam edits? IMAGINE SAPNAPS REACTING TO TIKTOK EDITS OF HIS PARTNER AND ITS LIKE TO AUDIOS LIKE "look dont touch it" or ITS VELOCITY EDITS OF HER WALKING AND THE ASS IS MOVING IN SLO MO LMAOO IDK YOU CAN FIX IT UP HOWEVER

hehe 🤭

anywayyyy, enjoy! or dont :) m.list

bf!sapnap was minding his business when someone suggested him reacting to edits like george did.

"watch edits?" he asked once he read the chat. he waited as more chats started flooding in, incouraging the idea. he reached for his water bottle and shrugged as he took a gulp. "which ones?"

bf!sapnap started by watching edits of his friends. mostly of dream and george. and ship edits of those two.

bf!sapnap who just ended up tweeting out "reply with edits you want me to react to" and scrolling through the submissions. he was too lazy to look for good ones.

bf!sapnap who finds one, thinking it's of him. it starts off as a clip from a past stream, you're standing next to him in short shorts and a hoodie. and he remembers the moment clearly.

your boyfriend was talking to his chat blandly as you lightly knocked on his door. you didn't wait for a response and opened it slightly. you peeked your head through, cautiously. he looked over at you silently. he nodded inquisitively as you stepped in slowly.

"sorry..." you said, stepping forward to peak at his monitors. he checked you out as you got closer, leaning back in his chair and arms behind his head. "you didn't respond to my text, about dinner" you whispered, trying to stay out of frame.

"oh, shit, sorry. my phones over there," he said, nodding towards the farthest end of his desk. "can you hand it to me?"

you reached for his phone and brought it over to him. you looked at his screens again, and he wrapped his arm around your hip as he opened his messages.

you stood there awkwardly, looking at his chat. you waved when you realized they were spamming your name. you paused when you felt your boyfriend start lightly squeezing your hip.

you felt your phone buzz in the front pocket of your hoodie as he set his phone down on this desk. "okay, there you go, mamas," he said, reaching his hand down to lightly tap your ass.

you looked at him with wide eyes as you shoved him playfully. "thats enough, sir," you said, trying to hide your embarrasment with a laugh.

bf!sapnap who cant help but watch in admiration when the edit switches its focus on your smiling face. as the clips switch from you at different moment on his past streams, he watches intently.

bf!sapnap who asks his stream to send him more edits. his stream proceeds to send in couples edits of you two and spicy™️ ones of you.

bf!sapnap who, after he ends his stream, comes up behind you and trails his hands under your hoodie.

he shoved his nose into your neck as he reached down into your shorts. rubbed the inside of your thigh, right next to your heat.

you squired softly, "what are you doing?"

"you're kinda hot, you know that?" he said cheekily, his breath tickling your neck.

i wouldve made it longer if i didnt realise that i dont know how to describe an edit 😭😭 mb... have a good day -nony

#anon #sapnap x reader #sapnap x you #dteam #sapnap x y/n #sapnap fluff #asks #sapnap x streamer reader #sapnap x reader smut #bf!sapnap #sapnap #sapnap x reader fluff

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hermitcraftx · 2 months

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gay people go here

james/icarus/patroclus | he/it/they + she sometimes + neos! switch it up

18 | traumagenic system

blog is rated 16+ interact at own risk

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hi! wewcome to my bwog uwu i am a longtime tumblr user moving blogs

i mostly post hermitcraft/trafficlife but i dabble in some other stuff too <3

i am a fan of the dream smp but i dont post about it and i have most of the fanbase on here blocked from ye olden days. i dont like interacting with the fandom other than fanart so dont expect that from me if ur blocked nothing personal just how it is

i'm a writer. in theory. mostly i liveblog and shitpost and reblog art but occasionally i will upload my own art or writing

i do not tag for shipping mostly because i am absolute dogshit at remembering. i am an adult and i don't shy away from reblogging suggestive or the occasional nsfw post, but usually they're tagged under #suggestive or #nsft.

i am a beginner artist! please be nice to me :') i use krita

for hc s10 i'll be maining grian, joel, scar, and etho, but as of right now i am also caught up on mumbo, iskall, gem, zombiecleo, and i'm trying to slowly work my way through other people's povs

i main grian and joel! i go apeshit insane over scarian and smalletho, but i also enjoy gribeans/joelian and smallidarian/badboys content. treebark fan by osmosis. outside of trafficblr i watch a lot of content creators but ive been a fan of slimecicle and jschlatt for a while

used to be a wilburian. still like c!wilbur, disappointed and ignoring the actual guy. support shelby shubble and victims of abuse

i dont tag things as duo names i think its dumb as fuck i portmanteau their names or use "ship names" even if i dont care whether its romantic or platonic. if that bothers you block button

i dont believe in dnis but if you are a fan of dreamteam vivziepop jkr matpat or brendon urie i am probably going to block you. no terfs no swerfs no maps no zionists no racists or anti-semities and i am NOT pro-endo but i dont really care?? as long as you dont cause syscourse ur welcome idgaf

i <3 heart weird problematic labels like boygirl fagdyke mspec butch lesbians bi lesbians bi gays cisgender het aros furries neopronouns xenogenders objectum and if any of that bothers you. well. block button

#tags for navigation ->#jamies bad posts #jamies bad art #jamies bad writing #jamie liveblogs #jamies faves #jamies absolute faves #fanart fridge #other peoples art #core tags #jamie answers asks #jamies serious posts

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dodgebolts · 1 year

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✨ dreamteam

something else I really appreciate about them is how supportive they are of the community. obviously there should be some degree of separation between them and fan culture, but the way they involve themselves in their community has been really cool to see develop! like dranart has always been kind of a sacred space where dream gets to boost artists, support his community, and just joke around with us without the prying eyes of the insane people that camp his other accounts. George is somehow hyperaware of everything going on in the community and likes to drop jokes that has all of us stop in shock, and he has a very nicely curated set of likes on his alt of art and cute tweets! Sapnap also has a scarily good grasp of our humor and is ready to jump in on community jokes—dude was quick to switch his pfp during footballtwt night and it was so fun :,)

Like it's been said many, many times before, I don't think any of the three of them were expecting the audience they ended up amassing but they've done a pretty good job of making a decently inclusive gaming community. Obviously they fuck up sometimes, it'd be insane for them not to, but I've always felt really comfortable in the fandom and it's definitely in part to their defensiveness of fan culture where before some cc's have been either against or ignorant of it yk?

#lyss answers #lyss.dteam #positivity asks

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caracarnn · 5 months

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‘✩’ - dreamteam

ship meme thing - @luckhissoul / @agoldenlily

Disagreements: Who is more likely to raise their voice? Elayne Who threatens to leave but never actually does? Mat Who actually keeps their word and leaves? NONE Who trashes the house? none of them Do either of them get physical? no! not at all How often do they argue/disagree? they disagree often but it's never taken too seriously esp after a couple of days Who is the first to apologise? Rand would be

Sex: Who is on top? it switches but usually Rand Who is on the bottom? see above Who has the strangest desires? it's all experimenting together Any kinks? see above Who’s dominant in bed? Rand but Elayne is very demanding Is head ever in the equation? always If so, who is better at performing it? Mat? Ever had sex in public? nope I don't think so Who moans the most? Elayne Who leaves the most marks? none of them Who screams the loudest? n/a Who is the more experienced of the two? Mat is Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? they do a bit of everything Rough or soft? both! How long do they usually last? they try to make it last LONG ok Is protection used? sometimes other times nOPE oops Does it ever get boring? never! Where is the strangest place they’d have sex? uhmmm idk a small hut in the mountains but that's not really STRANGE

Family: Do your muses plan on having children/or have children? IT WASN'T PLANNED If so, how many children do your muses want/have? no plans Who is the favorite parent? Mat Who is the authoritative parent? Rand Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? Mat Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around? Elayne and Mat Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children? usually Rand or Elayne Who goes to parent teacher interviews? same as above Who changes the diapers? Elayne says they should take turns Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? take turns Who spends the most time with the children? all of them Who packs their lunch boxes? idk ? Rand Who gives their children ‘the talk’? Rand. Mat tries but he's terrible at it haha Who cleans up after the kids? Rand would Who worries the most? Rand Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from? Mat and Elayne

Affection: Who likes to cuddle? they all enjoy it but Elayne insists on it Who is the little spoon? none of them. usually they just crowd around each other Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? Elayne lol Who struggles to keep their hands to themself? Mat How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? NO BEING UNCOMFORTABLE Who gives the most kisses? Elayne What is their favourite non-sexual activity? spending time together. finding some peace tbh. Where is their favourite place to cuddle? in bed! Who is more likely to playfully grope the other? Mat does How often do they get time to themselves? as much as they can find

Sleeping: Who snores? If both do, who snores the loudest? Mat LIGHTLY snores or so Elayne insists Do they share a bed or sleep separately? they share whenever they're together If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? COZY UP it's that or death Who talks in their sleep? none of them Are either of your muses insomniacs? yes Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? not in these times Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? they all hold each other. it's a habit Who wakes up with bed hair? she does do you see all of that hair? Who wakes up first? Rand does Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? Elayne would or Rand What is their favourite sleeping position? one on either side of the other tbh Who hogs the sheets? Mat does Do they set an alarm each night? Nope. Can a television be found in their bedroom? n/a Who has nightmares? Rand has too many ew Who has ridiculous dreams? Elayne actually wait Mat might Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? Rand Who makes the bed? Elayne does What time is bed time? they don't have a set one Any routines/rituals before bed? they spend time together and then fall into bed and then eventually they fall asleep Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? Mat

Work: Who is the busiest? they all are Who rakes in the highest income? they all make tons of money Are any of your muses unemployed? no Who takes the most sick days? Mat says he does but probs not Who is more likely to turn up late to work? none Who sucks up to their boss? I don't think they have bosses? What are their jobs? General / Queen / Dragon Who stresses the most? so much stress between them three Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? Mat and Rand have this in common Are your muses financially stable? yes

Home: Who does the washing? in the mountains? probably Elayne Who takes out the trash? Mat Who does the ironing? Elayne Who does the cooking? Rand or Elayne Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? Mat lmao Who is messier? Mat Who leaves the toilet roll empty? neither Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? Mat and Rand of course Who forgets to flush the toilet? neither Who is the prankster around the house? Mat. oh god Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? n/a Who mows the lawn? n/a Who answers the telephone? n/a Who does the vacuuming? n/a Who does the groceries? all three of them Who takes the longest to shower? Mat does. he takes too long wtf Who spends the most time in the bathroom? Mat! fml

Miscellaneous: Is money a problem? nope How many cars do they own? they have horses ok beautiful horses. Do they own their home or do they rent? own Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside? they have a secret place in the mountains Do they live in the city or in the country? see above Do they enjoy their surroundings? always when they're together What’s their song? take on the world ; you me at six What do they do when they’re away from each other? be a general. be a queen. be the dragon Where did they first meet? Mat and Rand grew up together and they met Elayne in Caemlyn Who spends the most money when out shopping? Mat or Elayne but Mat says NOPE Who’s more likely to flash their assets? they all do lmao Who finds it amusing when the other trips over? Mat Any mental issues? Mat and Rand have quite a few tbh. Elayne is far more stable. Who’s terrified of bugs? none? Who kills the spiders around the house? Mat Their favourite place? together. wherever they're together Who pays the bills? money isn't something they think about anymore Do they have any fears for their future? there are so many worries for the future. theirs and the worlds let's be honest here Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? Elayne does this Who uses up all of the hot water? Mat does fml and Elayne whines that she has to heat it up Who’s the tallest? RAND Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? they do this to each other ok Who wanders around in their underwear? Mat does this too much fml get some clothes, sir Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? Mat ugh sometimes they're like BRO STOP IT What do they tease each other about? they are always teasing each other about something too often lol Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? NONE OF THEM DO THIS because they're all fashion icons lol Do they have mutual friends? yes most of their friends are mutual Who crushed first? it was pretty mutual Any alcohol or substance related problems? Mat has a problem ok Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? Mat does ugh Who swears the most? Mat says it's him but it's really Elayne because she will say ANYTHING

#.answered meme #sh. dream team

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kasey-writes-stuff · 3 years

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hii !! if ur taking prompts n stuff then can u maybe do an irl fic between dream, sapnap and george and they’re doing like a q&a and they get “are you any of you ticklish” and yh it would be kinda like the one u did with karlnapity but a bit different lol, if u don’t want to or don’t have to time do it that’s fine idm just letting u know ur fics are so cute !!

Thank you for the kind words it truly means so much!

Unfortunately I can’t really think of any ideas on how to make a dream team fic like the karlnapity one without it literally being the same thing but just names and spots changed soooo- I’m gonna have to decline!

But any of my fic writer moots and friends feel free to take this!

#anon #writing #fic #tickle fic #switch!dreamteam

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firefly464 · 4 years

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The Real World - Chapter 6

Ok I’m really curious to see what you guys think of this one. Let me or Pami know what potential theories you may have because thats always very interesting 👀.

Also I dunno if I’ve mentioned this before but constructive criticism is always welcomed and very much appreciated! I’m always looking to improve as a writer, and I’ve found that critiques

Made in collaboration with @i-have-this-now

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Dream stepped into the small building that had been dedicated to peace negotiations. It wasn’t much other than a single room with a long table, but the tension inside could have been cut with a knife. On one side of the table sat George, Sapnap, Punz, and Eret. All four were tense, ready to attack at any moment. It was completely different from the joking, playful atmosphere that has surrounded them that morning. Sapnap glared at the masked man as he entered the building, likely considering just how many different ways he could strangle him. Dream was once more thankful for the mask covering his face, as he turned away with a grimace.

On the other side sat Tubbo and Fundy. The L’Manberg side of the table was filled with a very different atmosphere. They both wore expressions of very hesitant hope. Tubbo turned to Wilbur as he walked in, his eyes asking a silent question.

The older man gave a small nod, his face revealing nothing. A of disbelief spread over Tubbo’s face. “What's the catch?” he asked hesitantly, staring at the masked man for an answer.

A very small smile formed on Dreams face, although it was hidden to the younger boy. He shrugged, saying, “None. The Dream SMP surrenders to L’manberg.”

The skeptic look on Tubbo’s face only increases.

A low growl emerged from Sapnap’s throat. “Dream, you can’t do this,” he hissed sharply.

Dream ignored him, pulling the document from his bag. He rolled it out on the table. On the top of the document, in big, bold letters, read “Treaty of Surrender.” Under that, the words “By signing this document, the Dream SMP hereby recognizes L’manberg as its own, independent nation.” Below, in smaller print, was a list of different agreements. It wasn’t complex, mostly just outlining the basics of any peace treaty. But everyone knew what it meant.

A quill sat in a small inkwell on the table. With a steady hand, Dream picked it up, and signed the paper. He had nearly started to sign his actual name, but had managed to catch himself last minute. Setting the quill down, he glanced at the men sitting at either side of him. “I require that at least one of my own men signs this treaty as a witness,” he declared, staring them each in the eye individually.

The resulting silence was palpable. Not a single person stood, offering to sign the document. ‘They’re all too prideful. They don’t want to admit defeat,’ Dream thought as he looked at them.

2 to 3 minutes passed in silence. Then, something surprising happened. Eret stood, staring at the paper with a furrowed brow. “I’m still becoming king, right?” he asked.

Dream nodded. He had figured that Eret had been promised the position by the other Dream, so he had made sure to include it. “Of course.”

“Then I will sign.” In a swift motion, Eret signed the document and tossed the quill onto the table in front of Wilbur.

Dream sent his friend a relieved smile. “Thank you Eret. Now then. Wilbur, it is your turn to sign.”

Wilbur quickly read over the terms of surrender and signed the document, Tommy signing as well as witness.

The entire room seemed to hold its breath as the quill scratched against the paper. It felt like the entire world had let out a huge sigh of relief the moment Tommy picked the quill back up. Dream smiled and rolled up the document. “Well then. The treaty shall be kept in here for safe keeping. You guys are good to go if you want,” he said, trying his best to sound official and important sounding.

Apparently it worked. Tubbo stared at where the document had been sitting moments before. In a soft tone, he whispered, “we did it…”

Wilbur placed a hand on Tubbo’s shoulder, and very quietly replied “Yeah. We did it”

~~~

Dream watched as Tommy, Wilbur, Fundy, and Tubbo all left the small building. He had been hoping to leave as well, but one look at the people around him told him that wasn’t going to be an option. He gulped nervously.

The moment that the L’manberg soldiers were out of view, Sapnap was on his feat, sword in hand. He stormed over to Dream, pinning him to the wall, blade across his neck. His face was twisted with anger and rage. “You son of a bitch what the hell was that about?! What the fuck were you thinking?!?!”

“I have my reasons Sapnap,” Dream choked out. It was the second time in 24 hours that someone had held a sword to his neck, and it wasn’t a trend that he particularly enjoyed. Hopefully, it was a trend that wasn’t going to continue.

“Bullshit! You swore to me that you were going to win this war! Not that you were going to fucking surrender!” He cried, pressing the blade into Dreams skin. Small beads of blood started to form where metal met skin. “We had them! We fucking had them and you went and threw it away like a coward!”

“I didn’t realize that letting people live was such a crime Sapnap!” Dream shouted back. “I didn’t fucking realize that it was illegal to feel pity or sympathy!”

His friend stared at him, before putting even more pressure against the blade. Dream was starting to panic slightly “I didn’t follow you to be lectured on granting mercy, Dream. I followed you because you swore you would win.” he took a step back, allowing Dream to fall to the ground at his feet.

Dream coughed several times, trying to recover from his windpipe being crushed. He pounded a fist to his chest, trying to clear his airway. When he looked up at Sapnap, he was greeted only with a kick to the chest, sending him sprawling across the floor. The mask, so carefully fixed by someone he had thought of as a friend, had flown across the room. Dream didn’t care. He wanted that mask gone.

He lay there on the ground for a minute, trying to desperately catch his breath. “Wh-why…?” he asked, the words coming out as desperate gasps for air.

“Heh. Never thought I would see the day when the great Dream lay at my feet, begging for mercy. Oh how the mighty have fallen,” Sapnap said with a chuckle. He turned towards the door. “I’m leaving. If you have any need of me again, you know where to find me. Just next time, I expect some actual fucking results.”

George walked around the long table as Sapnap left, looking at his friend in concern. Eret and Punz had already left, leaving just the two of them. “I really hope you have a plan,” he said. His eyes were full of pity as he walked away, leaving the gasping man alone on the floor.

~~~

“Dude, are you serious?” It was late at night, around midnight. Dream and Tommy were back at the training grounds, each trying to learn how to fight. Of course, they didn’t exactly have anyone to teach them, so they were both just practicing basic moves that Dream had seen George use. The results were… varied, to say the least.

As they spared, Dream had told Tommy what had happened earlier that day after the conference. “I mean, I knew Sapnap was a little bitch, but I didn’t realize he was that much of a dick here”

Dream shrugged. “He used to joke that he was like a mercenary, and only in it for the money. Guess that it’s less of a joke here.”

“I feel like anything that was jokingly on stream held some sliver of truth here. Including everyone’s personalities,” Tommy chuckled as he blocked a strike “that’s probably why no one trusts me here. I kinda acted like a complete idiot on stream”

“You still do.”

“Oh haha. At least I wasn’t a fucking psychopath”

Dream shook his head “I still don’t get why I was apparently so scary…”

“You literally sent us a voice clip saying that you would burn L’manberg to the ground if we didn’t surrender”

Dream let out a sigh “yeah… Yeah I suppose I did”

Sensing the sudden mood shift, Tommy quickly tried his best to change the subject. “So… What about George? Is he any different from back home?”

“George is…” Dream’s voice trailed off as he thought, trying to figure out how to put his thoughts into words.

“George is no different from how he’s always been,” said the man in question as he stepped out of the shadows. For the third time that day, Dream found himself with the blade of a netherite sword against his throat. “Now then. Would either of you care to explain who the hell you are and what you’re doing here?”

Tommy dropped his wooden training sword and raised his hands into the air, trying to look as harmless as possible. “George, how much… How much did you hear?” He asked, keeping his voice calm, despite the fact that he wanted to scream.

George shifted the blade so that it was now pointed at the teenagers throat, shutting him up rather quickly. “I heard enough to know that neither of you are who you say you are. What the fuck is going on?”

Dream took a small step towards his friend, his hands up as well “Look, we’re still Tommy and Dream, I promise.” He knew that he couldn’t try to lie his way out of this one. To be honest, their best option was probably to tell the truth and hope George could keep his mouth shut.

“Exactly!” Tommy chimed in, trying to be helpful. Dream glared at him.

“Please. I’m not an idiot. I knew something was wrong from the moment you shot Tommy during the duel. The real Dream never would have taken off his mask, much less show any sort of regret,” George said, stepping forward so that his blade rested against Dream’s neck, in the exact same spot Sapnap had cut earlier.

“I’m still Dream, I swear! Just because I’m not fucking insane doesn’t mean I’m a different person!”

“Maybe, but the real Dream would know how to fight. He wouldn’t be flailing around with a sword like a chicken with its head cut off.”

Tommy snorted “He’s got you there. You do look really stupid.”

Dream made a choking sound in surprise “I- You look just as dumb!”

“Maybe, but at least I’m not supposed to be the world's greatest swordsman”

“As a child, your opinion is automatically invalid”

“As a child, I automatically don’t give a shit.”

George’s eyes darted between the two, as if he were watching an intense tennis match. “Enough!” he finally yelled, shutting them both up pretty quickly. “All I want are some fucking answers!” He pressed his sword more against Dreams throat, opening the thin cut and allowing a small trickle of blood to form.

Dream gulped and looked at Tommy. Normally he would have taken control of the situation himself, but he didn’t exactly trust himself to not anger his friend.

Tommy nodded, and started to explain their story. He told George how the two of them had suddenly been transported from their home to the SMP world. He explained how neither of them knew what was going on, or why they couldn’t leave. He even explained how back home, everyone had been friends. The war had been nothing more than a game, a show that they had put on for the sake of entertainment. As he spoke about his own home, he could feel tears start to pool up inside his eyes. He hastily tried to wipe them away, but it didn’t matter. George had already seen.

The man lowered his sword, not once taking his eyes off either of them. “So you’re telling me that you come from a world where all of this,” he gestured around him towards the world as he spoke, “is completely fake.”

“Yeah, that sums it up pretty well,” Tommy replied, rubbing the red scar on his neck. It was a nervous habit that he had quickly picked up from Wilbur, despite the fact that he hadn’t even been there when he had received the scar.

Dream stumbled back, using his jacket sleeve to try and stop the stream of blood from his neck. There was already a dark stain on the cuff from earlier that day. God, he was going to get a lasting scar if this continued. “We just want to get home,” He told George, “I promise, we don’t mean anyone any harm.”

George pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. “You both do realize how unbelievable this all sounds, right?”

“Yeah, we know”

“I really don’t want to believe you… But this explains so much. Is that why you trashed your base?”

“I told you I was feeling stressed. I just may have failed to mention what exactly I was stressed about”

“I knew you weren’t feeling well… I just didn’t realize it was because of something like this. That's why neither of you know how to fight anymore, isn’t it?”

Tommy shrugged “Sword fighting isn’t exactly a common sport in our world. I’ve never even touched a real sword before this week.”

“Oh my god… Does anyone else know?” George asked.

Dream looked over at Tommy, silently asking a question. Tommy shook his head “The only person who knows something is wrong is Tubbo, and he thinks I just have amnesia from a weird enchantment or something.”

“Are you serious? I thought we agreed not to tell anyone!”

“This was before I even knew you were here! How else was I supposed to get any information? Besides, Tubbo’s my bro. I trust him not to tell anyone.”

“What about Wilbur…? Does he know?” George asked, his brow furrowed in thought.

“Nope. I mean, he clearly knows that something is up, but other than that he has no idea.”

“That doesn’t seem right… Wilbur should know that his second in command is missing.”

Tommy cried out in outrage, “What do you mean? I’m right here!”

“He means the other you. You know, the one that actually lived here?” Dream said calmly.

“Exactly. That other Tommy is currently missing. Who knows where he could be. Wilbur deserves to know.”

Tommy let out a groan of annoyance “ughhhh fine! I’ll tell him tomorrow. 10 bucks he isn’t going to believe me.”

“No way am I losing 10 bucks like that,” Dream replied.

“Killjoy,” The teenager muttered.

George was once more watching them both with confusion. He looked down at his feet, trying to weigh his options. That’s when he noticed the discarded training swords. An idea sprang into his head. “What if I tried to teach you both sword fighting? I’m not the best, but the other Dream taught me, and he was the best of the best.”

Dream grimaced. Just another reminder that he was just an imposter. Still, he forced himself to nod. “That would be good. Thanks.”

~~~

“Please, I just want to go home…” Tommy said into the phone. It had taken a bit of work to convince Wilbur and Tubbo that he wasn’t insane and definitely knew what a phone was, but they had eventually caved.

Wilbur hadn’t wanted to question his younger friend after who knows what had happened to him. It would have just stressed him out and made everyone more upset. So he had allowed Tommy to borrow his phone to call Dream. Now, him and Tubbo were sat at the table in Tommy’s backyard, hearing only snippets of the one-sided conversation.

“What do you mean? Why not?! I won’t do anything I promise!” A couple seconds of silence. Tommy’s face went slack in shock. “You can’t be serious. No, no no no you’re joking, aren’t you. Y-you wouldn’t dare.” More silence. “Fine! I won’t, I swear! Just please don’t do it.”

Wilbur watched the conversation with concern. He could hear Tommy’s raised voice from where he was sitting, and what he was hearing was definitely good cause for concern. He glanced at Tubbo, who looked just as worried.

“Yeah. Yeah, I will. Bye.” A long, drawn out tone sounded from the speaker. Tommy sighed and walked back over to Wilbur and Tubbo, trying his best to hide his tears. It didn’t work.

Tubbo was instantly on alert, trying to check on his friend. “Hey man, are you ok?” He made sure not to get too close after getting hit in the jaw.

“Y-yeah. Yeah I’m good. Just… just a bit in shock still. A lot has happened in the past week…”

“You want to talk about it?” Wilbur asked gently.

Tommy shook his head violently “No. No I really don’t. Don’t worry guys, I’ll be fine. Thanks”

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la-chat-emeraude · 6 years

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Megaman and Zero paint I did! It’s on a gigantic canvas actually, so it took me FOREVER to do! I actually love how it came out though, even if there are a few things that could’ve been better. I’m working on my cell shading!

#megaman #artists on tumblr #digital art #artist #digital drawing #art #artistsofinstagram #capcom #gamer #video games #games #switch #nintendo #megaman zero #megaman x #gamergirl #dreamteam #retrogaming #retro

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the-phantom-ender · 3 years

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god has cursed me and i am mixing interests. so. talking about my vocaloid au time. this was originally gonna be something really technical and stuff but thats really boring so. no. you get basic descriptions and character items.

Ranboo:

ranboo actually isn't a vocaloid. hed be a UTAU that sounds similar to the vocaloid TechnoBLADE and popularized as a cheap alternative. however, he eventually ends up breaking away from this reputation. is used in horror a lot. Character Item: Cake/Grass Blocks

Tubbo:

tubbo is used in very pop-ish music generally. hes got a powerful but sweet voice which contrasts well against his 'innocent' appearance. hes used to back Tommy1NNIT and over Ranboo often. Character Item: Nukes

Tommy:

Tommy1NNIT, whos name is often shortened to tommy for ease, is very capable with emotions and gets used in a wide range of songs that need a lot of power. has a lot of natural shouts. often used in combination with Tubbo! Character Item: Music Discs!

Wilbur:

ah Wilbur Soot, the golden boy, the hatsune miku of this universe. hes portrayed as an indie emotional boy with a guitar. hes used in all of the promotional everything. often used in tandem with TechnoBLADE and PhilZa. Character Item: Salmon

Techno:

TechnoBLADE is a very well known vocaloid who had a very deep and kind of flat voice. His vb was delayed significantly from its original release date and updates for him are very sporadic, often dropping randomly with absolutely no word. Character Item: Potatoes

Phil:

PhilZa is an old man. thats his entire presence. or well- less old man, more a character who was created to be very regal and mentor-like. his design even says directly that hes immortal. despite this, though... hes often used for joke content. Character Item: Crows

Dream:

Dream is the namesake behind the production company DREAMTeam. theres a lot thats unknown about his development. hes voice provider isnt public and the company tends to dodge questions about him in favor of talking about the other two synths that were released alongside him. despite this, hes wildly popular for the mystery of it. Character Item: Masks/Matcha Ice Cream

George:

George Unknown, also known as GeorgeNotFound (a pre-release name), and often shortened to just Gogy, toes the line between being a very basic vocaloid and... not. in some promo art, hes drawn as just some guy. in others, hes made to be a sprite or even a living mushroom! Character Item: Red and White Mushrooms

Sapnap:

Sapnap is a vocaloid who had a lot of production issues. his design took the longest amount of time to finalize, shockingly. hes often used in either rock or country music and its jarring how well he can handle such different styles! Character Item: Fire

Karl:

Karl Jacobs is a vocal synth that was made for a different synthesizer program and got switched to vocaloid part way through production. he leans heavily on cyberpunk aesthetics and a very well known song using him popularized the idea that he was a time traveler! Character Item: Energy Drinks

Quackity:

Quackity is... an interesting vocaloid in the fact that there are two versions of him. two his vp decided it would be funny to work with two different production companies at the same time. producing QuackityHQ and QUACKloid. They look nearly identical other than the fact that one is much more casual and the other is pictured with casino imagery. Character Item (HQ): Hot Dogs Character Item (QUACK): Poker Chips

uuuuuh! thats all for now. yaaay.

#phantom shouts #dream smp #dream smp au #long post #ranboo #tuboo #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #technoblade #philza #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #sapnap #karl jacobs #quackity #tw: caps #kinda.

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nocturnal-dreams · 3 years

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Bleeding Heart

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Pairing: Wilbur Soot x GN!Reader

Warnings: angst

Note: what if Wilbur didn’t blow up L’Manberg

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Everything had been lost despite gaining it back, it would never have been the way he loved it. It had the ram’s stain left behind to never ware out, Schlatt had stained the once great nation that he had fought on hand and foot for to keep his. Everyone around him leaving to the other side thinking everything was fine.

His father was hiding out far away from the nation with the one person that Wilbur loved more than anything, his older brother had joined his rival and set off withers to destroy the town, his little brother choosing Tubbo over him, Niki was celebrating the downfall of Schlatt, his own son couldn’t even look him in the eyes. Wilbur was alone.

He felt even more alone as he sat in his chair staring at the small yet powerful button in front of him, one click was all it would take to destroy it all, all the work he put into making a country that was no longer his, tainted by the drunk and now ruled by a his right hand man.

“There was a special place, where men could go and emancipate,” muttering to himself quietly, his long brown jacket feeling like a thousand bricks on his shoulders. His black beanie abandoned on the floor as Wilbur pushed his curls out of his eyes, “and there definitely was that special place that once existed, it did.”

His face fell into his hands feeling like hot lava pouring over him, “even with Tubbo being in charge I don’t think it can exist again, it just can’t.” He sighed loudly to himself, his hand hovering above the button that would end everything, all of his work would be over, “it’s right there, if I’m ever gonna press it then I’m pressing it now. And…” His brows furrowed for a second, slamming his hand against the wall, “the thing that I built this nation for doesn’t exist anymore! The thing I worked towards! The dream! It doesn’t exist anymore! It doesn’t exist-”

“Wilbur?” a small voice cut out from the long hall that lead to his location and the button. Wilbur didn’t dare to raise his head, cursing quietly to Phil’s name. Phil was supposed to make sure that you didn’t come here, that you would be far away from what he was planning, Phil was meant to keep his word.

When Wilbur didn’t reply, he felt arms wrap around him tightly and a face pressed against his back. Wilbur couldn’t respond, at was if all words he knew how to make had abandoned his tongue.

“Wilbur stop this, you’re hurting yourself as much as others have hurt you,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper as yuou leaned into Wilbur from behind, Wilbur not even bothering to lace their fingers together and bringing your hand up to his lips like he usually did when you got scared. “Please Wil, it’s not worth it, you’ll hurt yourself more by doing this, you’ll hurt me,” Wilbur could only sigh, feeling his limp hand before held tightly by you, trying to get any kind of reaction out of Wilbur.

“You see the good in everybody even when it’s not there,” Wilbur was still quiet, his voice was barely above a whisper but it had made you look up at him, trying to read any kind of reaction on his face, “Schlatt, Quackity, Eret, Dream, even me, you’ve managed to give the benefit of the doubt and treat them better than they’ve ever treated any of us. You were the one to comfort Quackity after every comment Schlatt would make to him, you were the one to defend Dream’s side when Tommy would speak bad about him, when Schlatt was dying you were the only one to go there and grab him before his head could hit the ground, you were the one that kept sending letters to Eret and keeping in contact after his betrayal. And then me, you managed to love me after what a terrible brother, father, leader, and friend I’ve been.” Wilbur sighed, his grip tightening on Y/N’s hand with each word, “that’s gonna get you killed Y/N. I’m gonna get you killed. That’s why this must happen.”

“No it doesn’t!” your voice had raised, catching Wilbur off guard. Lately you had been very soft spoken and quiet, to hear you shout like that made Wilbur’s mind snap back to reality, his eyes trained upon the button. Your hand landed on Wilbur’s cheek, forcing him to look at you, “please Wilbur, forget all of this, just come home, there will be another chance.”

“There is no home Y/N, its not here, its not in village, its not in L’Manberg, its not Pogtopia, there’s no home!” Wilbur’s mental state was obviously declining with each second, you could tell just by looking in the eyes of your love. Wilbur is quiet for a moment, before speaking softly. “I’m meant to be yours, you know. You make me complete, we are one together. You can’t just give up on me now, not when we’re this close. You can’t fight me on this.”

Your legs felt numb, backing away from Wilbur slightly, him stepping closer with each step back.

“Y/N, please. I don’t want to fight with you anymore. I know you’re scared. I know, I’ve been in your situation. But I can stop that. I know I can stop that.” He pleads, sounding almost broken. “Please Y/N. If I have to, I will press that button.” You stopped. ‘I’ve been in your situation.’ He had said. And the weird bleeding heart analogy. No, you can’t possibly be thinking like this. He’s psychotic and needs help, help you can’t provide.

Wilbur stares at you, eyes red and wide in fear. You’re shaking, pressing into the wall, inches from the button and away from him. His fists untighten, falling to his knees and carefully crawling closer to the shaking you.

He lifts a hand to try and comfort you, but you flinch and he retracts it quickly. Wilbur sighs looking up at the button by your head, his mind screaming at him to push it, to end everything.

“What did you mean by bleeding heart analogy?” you tried to snap Wilbur’s attention from the button, trying to bide as much time as you could.

Wilbur looks at you like a lost child. “My heart hurts ever since I met you. It feels like it’s being ripped out when I see you cry, and when I leave you, and when you’re scared. Isn’t that how it feels for you? Or how it felt?” He explains, his mood switching again.

You look at Wilbur again, thinking over what he said. “Hey, Wil,” you look at him. “I don’t know what’s going on inside your head, but just back away from the button, we can go find Phil, avoid all of this.”

Wilbur’s face breaks into a beaming grin. “Really? Oh, my love!” He shifts his hands to grasp onto yours.

You pull your hands away from Wilbur’s. “But we’re still not dating anymore. I will be your friend, and only your friend. You cannot, under any circumstances, kill, manipulate, explode, or anything relating to those, to anyone. I’m going to help you get better, and that might mean going to get you to talk to someone more qualified than me in the future. Do you follow?” you tell him.

Wilbur looks down is unresponsive for a few seconds, before raising his head, tears in his eyes despite the smile on his face. His grip on your hands return and tighten as he starts to cry, looking at the ground again.

“Thank you. Thank you.” He whispers over and over like a chant. “Oh God, what have I done to be sent an angel? Thank you, Y/N.”

You pull your hands back, and Wilbur’s head snaps up. “Do you need a hug?” you ask warily, opening your arms slightly.

Wilbur practically collapses in your arms, curling his arms around your back.

“I’m sorry.” He tells her. “I’m so, so sorry. I don’t want to scare you. I just need you in my life. I thought doing all of this was the right idea.”

You sighed. “I know, Wil. I know.”

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covenofwives · 2 years

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I'm making this list of my fics in progress and I WILL NOT start a new one until all (or majority) are done. This is mostly to keep myself right, will delete once they're all done.

Fics aren't in order of when they will get done, just how they're laid out in my files.

lee!Foolish ler!Sam switch!Ponk lee!XD ler!Phil switch!Karl switch!XD lee!DreamTeam technically ler!XD lee!Foolish ler!Punz lee!Techno ler!XD self tickle with HD lee!Quackity ler!Punz lee!HD ler!XD lee!Karl ler!Sapnap lee!Tubbo lee!Tommy ler!Techno ler!Wilbur lee!Tommy ler!Revived Wilbur

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xpoolboy · 3 years

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alright i saw a couple posts talking about the potential future (or non-future) of the dreamsmp so i'm gonna put my two cents in

while the dreamsmp is an amazing server, it was doomed to eventually dry out, and it's been heading that way for the past six months. basically since after the final disc confrontation, or maybe the red banquet. i predicted it would last no more than 2-3 years, because of the circumstances in which it was made and it's purpose.

first, it wasn't made to last. it was made for one or two streams for the dreamteam, and when tommy was added it expanded from there. at the start, tommy was the backbone of the smp, and while wilbur added in the roleplay aspect, tommy started the conflict and storyline aspect of it. he's what made it interesting and appealing to viewers. someone else mentioned this before, but i can't find the post so i'm just saying what i remember: after dream realized that people were growing from joining his server, he started adding people he thought had potential as content creators to give them a boost. however, as they grew and expanded their audience and got an audience of their own, they became less and less reliant on the dsmp for views. i think you can really see this through tommy's switch on videos on his main channel when he switched from posting edited stream videos of dsmp roleplay to his mod videos. he no longer needed to rely on dsmp content to get views and an audience, and therefore was creating less and less content on it because he didn't need to. when these creators get the big enough boost they need from the smp, they switch up their content to reach even more audiences. tommy hasnt posted a dreamsmp video since about 10 months ago.

in addition to this, i've noticed a pattern of how people tend to act when they're first added to the smp - for the first couple weeks or even months they'll spend every free waking hour on the server establishing themselves, getting gear, catching up to everyone else. then, they stop going on it as much and log in less and less as the novelty of "oh my god i'm on THE dream's minecraft server" wears off, this is especially shown in ranboo and foolish

thirdly, quarantine and when COVID was very bad ABSOLUTELY was a huge reason for the success of the dsmp and the activity on it. they could barely do vlogs because of restrictions (and outrage from fans if they didn't follow COVID protocols properly), hundreds of thousands of teens had excess amounts of free time to discover new creators, and most importantly: the cc's had nothing better to do than play minecraft all day. once the COVID situation improved, more opportunities to create new and different content were created. they'd been on the server and used it as their main source of content for many months now, and they either got bored of it or just wanted to try something new

fourthly, every minecraft roleplay server has an expiration date. none of them can last forever, and the dsmp was in a very particular situation that made it last over a year longer than most would. however, that situation is rapidly changing, and the creators are moving onto new content and barely logging into the server. while there might still be a bit of lore, it will most likely be to wrap up their arcs.

#bri's rants #bri's stupid thoughts #i need a better tag for this #dsmp #dream smp #meta #(? would this fall under that? idk)#dreamsmp #mcyt #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #dreamwastaken #ranboo

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knox-enden · 2 years

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Love how you can tell who i care ab need someone else to round out the questions smh, but anyway, how did tommy and tubbo meet? At like an interkingdom discussion? When did they start doing their every other switch kingdoms? Man that sucks for Wil, hows fundy doing? Does the happy “ending” ofthe story implicate everyone? Like everyones lives get better or would it mostly focus on sbi? Like obviousbky it focuses on healing and redemption but would it also focus on growing up and the problems arising from there? (Like tommy and tubbo, or jack and niki and having to Run a Kingdom) who is sapnaps parents? Is dreamteam friends? Do they try to keep george from gaston?

Tommy and Tubbo have known each other since birth basically. Whenever a child of a Royal is born, there's a huge celebration for it. Belle and Cinderella are also friends, seeing as their kingdoms are close by. It's not uncommon for children of Royals to stick close to other Children of Royals. They started switching from one another's castles once they turned 12, deeming that they deserved to be with their best friend often. Seeing as Cinderella and Belle are close, they said it was perfectly fine.

Fundy is doing alright! In the story, as Tommy and Tubbo are 17, Fundy would be about 11. As Wilbur is about 28. Fundy is well aware that his grandparents are Eric and Ariel, but he doesn't remember who his father was, and he never met his mother. Fundy knows his father is alive based on conversations he has and overhears. He can't but feel a sort of resentment towards Wilbur, seeing as Fundy believes he was abandoned. Of course, Fundy doesn't know how much Wilbur truly love his son.

The Ending of the Story is a good one. It leaves ambiguous, but it's supposed to be assumed that the Continent is to be reformed and pulled back together. With Tommy and Tubbo leading the charge. The main antoganist, is actually Quackity, the son of Dr. Facilier, who, as to reclaim his father's lost pride, life, and family name, deems that he shall create his own Kingdom in the Dark Side to take over the Royal Kingdoms of the Light. Using Las Nevadas to draw in children of all royals and villains who resent their families to rise against them. It's supposed to be one where the unforgivable are forgiven, of course that doesn't mean they all change, but it does mean a lot. The children will remark the injustices of the laws that their parents had set, and want to stop the segregation.

Sapnap is the son of Hades! And yes, Dream Team are friends. Underneath the large mountain range, is where the Underworld and the Holiday Towns lay, like Halloween Town from The Nightmare Before Christmas.

Seeing as Gaston ignores George, George doesn't really need to be kept away from Gaston. He does as he pleases, and because of his upbringing, is actually really apathetic towards a lot of things. He does care for his friends though.

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