#c!bedrockduo

[cao-tick]

What if I cry, what then?

something about the idea that c!tommy, at the end of things, dyes his hair pink. He lets it grow out, braids it back once it gets to the point where just throwing a hat on won’t fix it anymore, and one day he looks in the mirror and sees Techno staring back at him. Just for a split second, he’s there in the glass, and it’s like a bolt of lightning, Tommy scrambling through his chests looking for pink dye or flowers or something. The first dye job is atrocious but he keeps trying, keeps mixing red and white and blush pink until he gets that exact damn shade, the one he used to wonder why Techno kept at all. It was a liability, he thought, a bright, recognizable color even in darkness. Now, every two weeks, he sits on a stool in his bathroom and paints his roots and smiles at his brother in the mirror. He wears sweaters, now, too, big baggy ones under great leather overcoats to keep out the rain. And if he pulls that one thread on the cuff of every coat that was always loose on Wilbur’s jackets because he’d scrape his guitar calluses against the hem, then that’s nobody’s business but his own. He keeps a brimmed hat for when he goes into town, something kind and green, to shade his eyes and hide the fact that he hasn’t washed his hair in a few days and the roots are starting to grow out white and gold. He feeds the crows and they whirl and tumble around him like leaves in the wind, though he can’t understand what they chatter to him. He walks with a cane, he sings as he works, he carries the Ax of Peace.

At the end of it, he is the last and best of them all. He is every good part of them, held like a passed torch after they’ve gone away. He is not quite happy yet, but he is getting there. And honestly? He’s the spitting image of Technoblade.

[dreamshaxd]

YAAAY, more bedrock bros💥💥

[impulsive-fantasylander]

I am still searching for the c!BedrockDuo reconciliation au fic where C!Techno is the one who gets character development and puts in actual effort to rebuild their relationship. Not canon compliant I know but, that's why it's an au.

Guys please send links I really want to read a fic like that

[voidwizardwholikestheshadows]

I need to do an intro post again so let’s do it. My name is Void or Flame or Cypress, I go by any pronouns. I’m also a minor so no weird shit. I have (diagnosed) ADHD so I might be a bit all over the place at times. I’m really into Dsmp, Supernatural, JJK, Genshin, Honkai, Obey me, etc. My main fandom currently is DSMP but I also will post a lot of JJK and maybe MHA, my favorite Dsmp duos are c!Alliumduo, c!Discduo or c!Primeboys, c!Rivalsduo, c!Bedrockduo, c!Emeraldduo, and c!Crimeboys. I like to write and sometimes draw but that won’t be posted on here, my writing however will be, if you see posts that look either identical or very similar to mine please note that I am simply reposting my old works from before I deleted my account and it’s nothing to panic about.

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[yasminthespiritfaninnit]

I got this. (Cracks knuckles)

C!Discduo- The older wants the younger to be his friend and protégé, no matter what. He also wants to be the kid’s only friend. Why? He finds the kid *fun* to torture and to be “friends” with. Healthy? What’s healthy! There’s no healthy parts of this relationship! The older clearly wants to control the younger completely. This is my favorite and I could go on for hours. But I will keep it short and sweet for the others. XD

C!Clingyduo: They would go onto the ends of the earth for each other. Bestfriends to the end. Mostly healthy but there were some parts where the slightly older one tended to ghost the younger one. But in the end, they stuck together.

C!Crimeboys: Difficult but I can manage. The younger sees the older as a mentor figure and as a friend who he wants to follow and protect. The older sees the younger as a person to guide and protect. This relationship is not very healthy. They are codependent as frick and the older in particular is so manipulative of the younger.

C!Emeraldduo: BEST. FRIENDS. THEY WOULD KILL FOR EACH OTHER HOLY CRAP HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!! Very VERY Healthy.

C!Fireworksduo: They used to be very close until the older killed the younger at the orders of a President. (It’s a long story. XD) Then the older blew up the younger’s country…..twice. (It’s an even LONGER story!) While the younger had executed the older without a trial. There’s unspoken resentment and anger on both sides but they are often having to get the other’s help on something. Co-workers without closure! Not very Healthy.

C!Rivalsduo: Rivals, as the title says. But they also tend to have similar goals and team up. But neither stick with the other for long because of their own goals. The younger also wanted to use the slightly older……a lot. Even had a favor over his head. They are co-workers. XD Healthy.

C!Bedrockduo: (Cries.) Very close bestfriends. They both wanted to protect and comfort about the other so much. They care so so so much. But their goals eventually…..tore them apart. The older wanted to blow up a country….like the younger’s old (and dead) mentor. The younger wanted to protect the older from the same fate. But doing so, the younger had to betray the older and break his heart. The older believed that the betrayal happened because the younger thought he was not a person and was so angry and hurt. Both were understandably angry. And unfortunately……they would never rekindle.

Hello, fandom blog.

In front of you, there are two fictional characters. You must describe a platonic relationship between these two characters.

If you use any variant of the word “siblings” a cartoonishly large anvil will be dropped on your head, flattening you into a 2 dimensional version of yourself, much like fandom does to platonic ships.

Good luck.

[sunlitmcgee]

Sorry if this sounds weird or anything. But do you think c!BedrockDuo has a "In a different life, we might've been friends. But not here" dynamic? And if not, are there any dynamics that you think do have that?

In my mind c!Bedrockbros is what you see in canon: a grown adult man throwing a full out hissy fit when a child he's beaten down on again and again dares to raise a finger against him and goes against his planet-sized ego.

I don't think they're meant to be friends in any world or life. I think that c!Techno is simply an insidious and honestly quite abusive person who has so much in common with c!Dream in regards to how he treats the people in his life that they may as well be the same dude in a different coat of paint. He's evil. He's selfish. He's a violence crazed pig demon who cackles like a sick dog when he hurts people, but then blubbers about how much of a victim he is as soon as he's held accountable. He doesn't have a place in c!Tommy's life. He never really has.

I think that c!Rocketduo(Tommy & Jack) have those vibes.

Honestly I think that they can still be friends in DSMP canon. I think they just need to sit and talk about their feelings openly and with mutual understanding. I think they can understand each other. I think they can make things work.

But yeah. Hard naur on c!bedrock ever being A Good Thing. In any canon. In any life.

[terrible-leviathan]

c!rivalsduo enjoyers when dream finally betrays techno: *sobbing* | all the c!bedrockduo enjoyers: first time?

c!rivals duo is just c!bedrock bros but significantly worse

[slimeylee]

for the fandom asks, Dsmp?

If you want something different then maybe Stranger things if you’ve seen that

alright :D ty for sending this in cuz i dont get more recent asks sent to me often anymore... probably cuz i have like fifty i havent answered/s.. but genuinely i think im gonna do dsmp but maybe ill make a separate post including it for stranger things (unless i get an ask later on for stranger things) :D

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The first character I first fell in love with: c!wilbur

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: c!schlatt

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: c!tommy. im sorry, tommy is overrated as fuck and his character lore isnt as interesting as it used to be. ur free to unfollow me </3 /hj

The character I love that everyone else hates: probably c!dream. not everyone hates him necessarily, but a large amount of people do and i think c!dreams character lore is so great

The character I used to love but don’t any longer: c!awesamdude and c!purpled

The character I would totally smooch: c!quackity

The character I’d want to be like: c!techno :]

The character I’d slap: c!dream for being a dickhead (i love him and his character tho.)

A pairing that I love: c!karlnapity :] we love angsty relationships <3

A pairing that I despise: i dont really like c!bedrockduo/c!bedrockbros

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ty for the ask again!! :D

-spookyslime

[dreamshaxd]

даже в самых холодных временах найдутся теплые моменты<3

even in the coldest times there are warm moments

[dreamshaxd]

A few days ago one kid came up to me and asked my name, so i got inspired for Bedrock broooosss🙏🏻😭

[dreamshaxd]

together.

[dreamshaxd]

I saw this thing going on twt, so i jouned

(au by mybrothersoath on twt)

[charred-angel-ribs]

Heartbreaking. Thank you /pos /gen

something about the idea that c!tommy, at the end of things, dyes his hair pink. He lets it grow out, braids it back once it gets to the point where just throwing a hat on won’t fix it anymore, and one day he looks in the mirror and sees Techno staring back at him. Just for a split second, he’s there in the glass, and it’s like a bolt of lightning, Tommy scrambling through his chests looking for pink dye or flowers or something. The first dye job is atrocious but he keeps trying, keeps mixing red and white and blush pink until he gets that exact damn shade, the one he used to wonder why Techno kept at all. It was a liability, he thought, a bright, recognizable color even in darkness. Now, every two weeks, he sits on a stool in his bathroom and paints his roots and smiles at his brother in the mirror. He wears sweaters, now, too, big baggy ones under great leather overcoats to keep out the rain. And if he pulls that one thread on the cuff of every coat that was always loose on Wilbur’s jackets because he’d scrape his guitar calluses against the hem, then that’s nobody’s business but his own. He keeps a brimmed hat for when he goes into town, something kind and green, to shade his eyes and hide the fact that he hasn’t washed his hair in a few days and the roots are starting to grow out white and gold. He feeds the crows and they whirl and tumble around him like leaves in the wind, though he can’t understand what they chatter to him. He walks with a cane, he sings as he works, he carries the Ax of Peace.

At the end of it, he is the last and best of them all. He is every good part of them, held like a passed torch after they’ve gone away. He is not quite happy yet, but he is getting there. And honestly? He’s the spitting image of Technoblade.

[zorishy-reblogs-your-posts]

What if I cry too, what then?

something about the idea that c!tommy, at the end of things, dyes his hair pink. He lets it grow out, braids it back once it gets to the point where just throwing a hat on won’t fix it anymore, and one day he looks in the mirror and sees Techno staring back at him. Just for a split second, he’s there in the glass, and it’s like a bolt of lightning, Tommy scrambling through his chests looking for pink dye or flowers or something. The first dye job is atrocious but he keeps trying, keeps mixing red and white and blush pink until he gets that exact damn shade, the one he used to wonder why Techno kept at all. It was a liability, he thought, a bright, recognizable color even in darkness. Now, every two weeks, he sits on a stool in his bathroom and paints his roots and smiles at his brother in the mirror. He wears sweaters, now, too, big baggy ones under great leather overcoats to keep out the rain. And if he pulls that one thread on the cuff of every coat that was always loose on Wilbur’s jackets because he’d scrape his guitar calluses against the hem, then that’s nobody’s business but his own. He keeps a brimmed hat for when he goes into town, something kind and green, to shade his eyes and hide the fact that he hasn’t washed his hair in a few days and the roots are starting to grow out white and gold. He feeds the crows and they whirl and tumble around him like leaves in the wind, though he can’t understand what they chatter to him. He walks with a cane, he sings as he works, he carries the Ax of Peace.

At the end of it, he is the last and best of them all. He is every good part of them, held like a passed torch after they’ve gone away. He is not quite happy yet, but he is getting there. And honestly? He’s the spitting image of Technoblade.

[cao-tick]

What if we cry, what then?

something about the idea that c!tommy, at the end of things, dyes his hair pink. He lets it grow out, braids it back once it gets to the point where just throwing a hat on won’t fix it anymore, and one day he looks in the mirror and sees Techno staring back at him. Just for a split second, he’s there in the glass, and it’s like a bolt of lightning, Tommy scrambling through his chests looking for pink dye or flowers or something. The first dye job is atrocious but he keeps trying, keeps mixing red and white and blush pink until he gets that exact damn shade, the one he used to wonder why Techno kept at all. It was a liability, he thought, a bright, recognizable color even in darkness. Now, every two weeks, he sits on a stool in his bathroom and paints his roots and smiles at his brother in the mirror. He wears sweaters, now, too, big baggy ones under great leather overcoats to keep out the rain. And if he pulls that one thread on the cuff of every coat that was always loose on Wilbur’s jackets because he’d scrape his guitar calluses against the hem, then that’s nobody’s business but his own. He keeps a brimmed hat for when he goes into town, something kind and green, to shade his eyes and hide the fact that he hasn’t washed his hair in a few days and the roots are starting to grow out white and gold. He feeds the crows and they whirl and tumble around him like leaves in the wind, though he can’t understand what they chatter to him. He walks with a cane, he sings as he works, he carries the Ax of Peace.

At the end of it, he is the last and best of them all. He is every good part of them, held like a passed torch after they’ve gone away. He is not quite happy yet, but he is getting there. And honestly? He’s the spitting image of Technoblade.

[idflli]

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together.