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For the western au techza should have Dream wearing one of their hats while they bang, I don't make the rules

how's it feel to be the rightest person ever.

dream is riding techno & phil plops his hat on him.

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C!dream a while after prison who takes naps so deep that techza get worried and try to wake him up cause the man lowkey looks dead. He's not particularly happy about being woken up

you reminded me of this itwall extra scene ... which was ironically one of the first scenes i thought of when planning the fic, it just didn't fit because of the pov

just imagine what he'd look like. a too-thin, scarred, bruised boy with matted hair and sunken eyes. corpse-like and in a deep, motionless sleep. his breath so shallow its barely visible, surrounded by soft blankets and wrapped in a warm flannel. his face relaxed. the lamplight casting long shadows on him. he would look dead.

i imagine phil and techno panicking a few times while he slept. have you ever had an old cat and woken them up just to make sure that you could?

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hi :)

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The Blade ⚔️🩸

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"what does it feel like to see ugly scars in the mirror every morning"

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introducing cats to each other is hard

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Wellll the hell of my own creation had a sort of je ne sais quoi

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c!techno brings home an angry homeless cat

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dreamzablade can be so intriguing to me because the guys are literally foils of each other on all counts. Rivalsduo? I dont even need to explain; both of them, warriors, legends, tricksters, Things. Techza? An unfathomably experienced yet ageless being and an incredibly wise but young warrior who both hold onto their humanity with an iron grip. Dreamza? Powerful men who are wary of each other, love Techno, and realize that they're of the same cloth but in different points of their lives

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And the void, in all it's endless glory of ancient waves that corrode the matter itself, consumed his body, revealing the New God.

fanart for the third chapter of the cult effect by @timetravelkoolaid

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Do you ever think Philza was atleast skeptical about Dream? Like it took some time to atleast trust him no matter how much Techno assures him that’s hes (relatively, in his eyes) good.

i really like this idea!!!

i usually write phil falling in love with dream quite quickly-- i like the idea of this old man being overwhelmed with feelings when he first sees dream after prison, but i also like when people write him being more suspicious and slow to like dream. it's probably the more realistic option-- phil isn't gonna let him be tortured, but that doesn't mean he thinks dream is trustworthy, exactly. and then maybe after seeing dream with the dogs, and playing with techno, he starts to change his mind.

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You mentioned you were writing a book a while ago, can we hear about it?

you're so sweet, thanks for asking :D

as part of my master's program, i write 30 pages of it a month. i'm also still working full-time.... so that's why i haven't updated any longer fics in a while.

it's a cozy fantasy with some political intrigue. this is my working elevator pitch:

In the nation of Velmreich, where magic is tightly controlled by the military, a hidden apothecary offers illegal healing to those in need. Run by San, a former general in hiding, and Fendryn, an elven prince who believes his people are gone, the shop’s balance is disrupted when they take in Erich, a wounded soldier with a deep mistrust of magic. As Fendryn trains in secret, uncovers signs his people may have survived, and grows closer to Erich, old secrets resurface and Fendryn must choose between safety and resistance. The Apothecary’s Rulebook is a story of loyalty, identity, and rebuilding what was lost, set in a world where magic is both a weapon and a chance to heal.

you guys can actually thank yourselves for this plotline! when i entered this program, i went through the comments of itwall to see what you guys liked the most, and i tried to develop a plotline that includes some of those things. it's been challenging though, and there's a lot i'm not happy with. i have to remind myself that it's a first draft and that i'll fix it in revisions. 😤

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Dwem and his book

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I think we all need more of Dream going down on Phil I'm ngl, let him take care of the old man lol

you know what. you're right.

Philza's orgasms were beautiful.

There were times when Dream was reminded that the man who fawned over him was beloved by a Goddess. That evening was one of them-- freshly showered, the clean scent of his shaving cream still lingering on his neck, Phil's breath hitched as Dream pursed his lips on the tip of Phil's cock, where he was most sensitive, and pressed his tongue against the slit at its peak. Phil's hands fisted in Dream's hair, a low moan sounding from his throat. His robe was draped over his shoulders but untied, revealing the coarse, blonde hair that gathered on his chest, stomach, and pelvis. Dream flattened his hand against the flat plane below Phil's belly, savoring the texture of it. The warmth. The way it rose and fell with his breath.

"My good boy," Phil muttered, his voice low and gravelly, nearly too quiet to be heard. Dream took as much of him as he could, relaxing his throat, curling his tongue around the thick weight of him. He loved being useful like this, loved being the object of Phil's pleasure. He'd convince Phil to use his mouth like a toy, if he could.

Phil grunted animalistically when Dream managed to nuzzle his nose into Phil's pubes, and Dream had to cup a hand over his own cunt to relieve some pressure.

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This showed up in my dream last night