#dreamwastaken one shot

[day-mark]

anyways.

[chasing-stardust-22]

Manhunt Dream is scarier than C!Dream because Dream (the player) gets really fucking creative when backed into a corner and will go to great lengths to survive. C!Dream has a backup plan with the revive book, Manhunt Dream just knows he lives longer if you die

[rat-rosemary]

I was going to scream about how I can't read fics with antagonistic Dream anymore because his character is just so badly written and once but then I started thinking about an au where Dream is an actual interesting character and I've come up with two Tommy-centric hero aus

Vigilante Tommy gets in a fight with hero Dream while on a patrol, asks about Dream's ring in an attempt to distract him. Dream, who loves his fiances so much and will absolutely take any chance to talk about them is stoked to stop the fight to show off his minecraft themed engagement ring and tell Tommy (and Tubbo, who demands to be put on speaker so he can ask Dream about where he got the ring) all about his soon to be husbands (The bench trio ends up getting invited to Dream's wedding, Tommy very proudly being the flower boy) (Featuring: Queer platonic bench trio and Tommy being a menace on the internet)

And a second, much angstier au

Standard vigilante Tommy villain sbi found family, heroes Sapnap and George being the main antagonists. They target the syndicate and anyone related to them in any way, fighting them in a harsh and brutal way that makes it clear they're "shooting" to kill. The two of them used to be in a trio with the hero DayDream, being know as a trio that was actually pretty good at descalation and taking down villains without too much damage to the villain or the space they're fighting in. That is, until DayDream suddenly stopped appearing publicly almost a month ago, George's and Sapnap's behavior changing completely since then. The reason why is a mystery to Tommy until later, when he meets Dream and discovers that the reason George and Sapnap are like this now is because Dream got badly injured when he intercepted a test biologic bomb Villain!Wilbur had thrown at a group of civilians on an attack almost a month ago, and he has been getting sicker and sicker since then, with their only hope of restoring his health being figuring out what the fuck was on that bomb. But even still, he might never recover.

[420pogpills]

not to be a toxic dnfer but dream looks at george like he hung the moon and the stars in the sky and george looks at dream like he's the sunshine and the rain and the warmth of home and private jokes and synchronised sleep schedules and and like he's waited his whole life to stand by his side

[spyroforlife]

Heart Thief - Chapter 42 - Useful Information

in which I push the T rating because Dream is saying Some Things that get Scar very 👀

Oh and Dream schedules his wisdom tooth removal, very important, but hey back to Dream admitting that he liked Keralis calling him a good boy-

[cameracorey]

OK! This is basically just an updated version of who I’ll write for since I have changed my writing style and also just in general lol.

Requests:OPEN

MARBLE HORNETS

-Alex Kralie (Smut maybe, Fluff, angst)

-Jay Merrick (probably only male readers since its cannon that Jay is gay smut-maybe, fluff, angst)

Tim Wright- (Smut (maybe), fluff, angst

Jessica (fluff, angst)

(MAYBE MORE TO BE ADDED)

TRIBETWELVE

Heads up! I do not support what Adam who is the creator of tribetwelve has done, I’m just writing for the characters.

Noah Maxwell: Smut(maybe),Fluff, angst

Milo Asher: Fluff, Angst

FireBrand: Smut(maybe), fluff, angst

The observer (Smut maybe) fluff, angst

(I don’t remember who else i can write for tribe twelve-)

EVERYMANHYBRID

Evan myers: Fluff, angst, (smut maybe)

Jeff: fluff, angst (smut maybe)

Vinny: Fluff, angst (smut maybe)

HABIT: Fluff, angst (smut maybe)

DREAMSMP

Dream: Fluff, Angst, Yandere

Sapnap; Fluff, angst, Yandere

George; Fluff, angst, Yandere

Wilbur: fluff, angst, Yandere

(I’m probably gonna add more but I’m lazy rn

[lilywastaken]

First of all I hope this is the request section second of all love your writings you’ve done so far <3 now to my request, I’ve been seeing way to many edits about dream in mr beast Antartica video. What if fem/reader went along with them and slept with in dream,sapnap, jimmy tent. It would be a dream x reader, friends to lovers or already a couple your choice :). Can’t wait to read more from you <3

⇝ARTIC COLD.

CC! DreamWasTaken x FEM!Reader.

SUMMARY: Spending 50 hours in Antarctica wasn't on your list of things to do this month, but neither was sharing a sleeping bag with your crush.

WARNINGS: Fluff, mentions of blood, illness (Dream's ill the whole time ☠️.), a lot of swearing!

A/N: My first request!! Thank you so much for it! <3 I chose the friends to lovers route with it, and kind of got carried away cause I love this idea (as you'll see)!! I'm actually really proud of this one, it might be my favourite piece of writing yet LMAO. Requests are still open!! Please don't forget to reblog/comment if you enjoy the post, it helps a lot!! Thank you all for the support! &lt;33

WORD COUNT: 5.8K

MASTERLIST.

Also on ao3!

You were used to travelling at this point.

Living with some of the biggest content creators of the year and creating content yourself meant that you were always being invited to places, whether it be conventions or get-togethers with internet friends.

And although you were well acquainted with Karl and knew who he worked for, you had never expected to be invited to be part of one of Mr Beast's survival challenges alongside your roommates and his crew, and you would've been crazy to even imagine you'd be invited to travel to Antarctica of all places.

After living for half a year in one of the warmer states in the U.S., you didn't know how you were meant to survive below 0 degrees when all you had to wear were tank tops and the occasional long sleeved shirt.

Which meant you were stuck borrowing your roommates' big chunky jackets and sweaters that they had brought alongside them for the trip.

It wasn't as if you weren't used to borrowing clothes from them, hell, you were pretty sure most of your closet consisted of Dream's clothes that were too small to fit him anymore.

But that didn't make it any less embarrassing.

"You look like a penguin."

George snorted as soon as you stumbled out of the jet's tiny bathroom, sporting one of the many jackets you were required to wear before exiting the aircraft and stepping onto Antarctica.

"Go fuck yourself." You sneered back, zipping your coat up to your chin and shoving your hands into the pockets, somehow already feeling the chill from the outside despite not having landed yet. "I'm afraid I won't be able to look as stylish as you wish me to during our stay in fucking Antarctica."

"I think you look stylish enough." Clay teased cheekily as he walked up from behind you, large hands landing on your shoulders to manoeuvre you out of his way, causing you to roll your eyes long enough to cause a headache at the cockiness he was exhibiting simply because you had chosen to wear his clothes instead of anyone else's.

"You're just saying that because it's your jacket she's wearing." Nolan commented as Karl helped him zip up the last of the many coats he was wearing, a teasing tone in his voice.

"And she looks good in it, what's the issue?" Dream didn't seem to want to back down from their back and forth, as usually happened with those. When Nolan didn't respond, the blond turned his head around and shot you a grin along with a thumbs up, his silent way of boasting after one of his so-called wins.

"You're such an idiot." You muttered under your breath as Sapnap handed you one of the many scarves that were littered across the floor, and you for one were glad that you had something to cover your face, not wanting anyone to notice the warmth that had risen to your cheeks after your small interaction with Dream.

Despite you living with him for almost a full year, he had somehow never gotten the memo about your true feelings towards him, unlike both Sapnap and George and half of the goddamn internet, who were full-on convinced that you were head over heels for the previously faceless YouTuber, and to be fair, they weren't far off.

He'd been the first one to reach out after lurking around in your streams, the first one to invite you into their server and make an effort to include you into the ongoing lore, to add you to streams with his internet friends and therefore introduce you to the people who you now considered to be your best friends.

It was inevitable, really. After countless hours spent listening to each other's voices through your speakers and being one of the first people to see his face despite his initial fear of rejection, how could you not fall in love with him? He was perfect, from the way his nose crinkled when he smiled to the countless moles adorning his body, he was perfect.

It was stupid, really, how hard you'd fallen for someone who had started out as a simple stranger on the internet who happened to also play Minecraft to one of the people you loved the most.

And you were going to make sure that he'd never know how much you truly loved him, the chances of your confession ruining the friendship you both had built too high to even consider.

"Why are you guys just standing around, we're about to land!" Jimmy came out of the cockpit, clapping his hands together and ushering everyone towards their luggage in an effort to get you to get ready quicker. "Come on! I don't want any of you catching frostbite and dying on me!"

"Wait, that's possible!?"

Despite all the layers of clothing Dream was currently sporting, he somehow managed to feel your hand wrap around his elbow, shuffling closer to his taller build as you readied to exit the aircraft.

"You okay?" He pulled his ski mask down below his lips so he could send you a reassuring smile, his juniper eyes obscured by the ski goggles that sat snuggly on his face.

"Yep. Totally okay. Totally not freaking out because we're about to spend 50 hours in the coldest place on earth. Totally fine, Clay." Your words came out of your mouth almost at the speed of light as your gloved hands fumbled with the scarf around your neck, receiving a laugh from the blond in response.

"Calm down. I doubt Jimmy will actually let us die, okay?" He moved your hands away from your face and fixed your problem himself, the smile on his lips only growing as his fingers brushed against your warming cheeks, a huge contrast to the cold air swirling outside.

"And if you do, just make sure to tell everyone to like and subscribe, okay?" A small 'oof!' left you as Chandler slammed his hands on your shoulders from behind, getting a slightly angered glare from Dream and a few giggles from the others at his action.

"Fuck you, man." You smiled, the sweet yet very brief encouragement you'd received lifting your spirits almost immediately.

But they were swiftly dampened as the doors opened, and holy fucking shit, you'd underestimated how cold it was going to be.

The sun was shining onto your small group, but not a single trace of warmth was felt on your skin, and oh god what you'd give to be back home curled underneath your bed covers holding Patches in your arms.

Jimmy didn't spare a single second to start the challenge, already heading over to the spot he'd claimed would be perfect for the makeshift camp that would be your home for the next two days.

Luckily, you'd been tasked with carrying one of the lighter pieces of luggage, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't almost busted a lung laughing whenever you saw one of the boys slip or trip and fall flat on their faces, but you did stop every time Dream stopped to cough, knowing he had caught a chill right before boarding the plane and the freezing temperatures you were being forced to travel through would likely do him no good.

After surviving a surprise blizzard and almost slipping a few times, you finally reached the spot Jimmy had marked in his mental map. You were almost ready to collapse into the soft looking snow, but of course, you were forced to put up the tents you'd be staying in, which proved even more difficult than propping up a normal tent in the woods, thanks to the never ending wind and slippy snow.

But as soon as you were allowed into the safety of the main tent, you curled into a ball in the corner and fought with your gloves to turn on your phone, which barely worked due to the cold.

"What the fuck are you trying to do with that?" Sapnap groaned as he fell to the ground in front of you, spying at the device in your hands as if he were some sort of prehistoric man and this was his first contact with fire. "You're an actual imbecile if you think there's going to be even a sliver of reception here."

You stuck your tongue out to him and moved to kick his side with your snow boots, snickering in victory as he finally moved away from you, leaving an empty spot at your side as Jimmy started to take out the strange contraptions that were required to make food in such extreme weather, but you were too tired to listen in to his explanation.

"Made you something." You visibly cringed at the sound of Dream's groggy voice before he came into view, ski mask and goggles abandoned so you could see clearly how red and runny his nose was, gloves off so he could hand you the warm packet of food he claimed to have made.

"Didn't know you were a Rudolph cosplayer.", You commented on his appearance with a sly smile, almost dropping the food as you felt him curl into your side, head falling onto your shoulder with a shaky moan of pain, clearly not amused by your attempt at a joke. "You okay?"

"No. Not okay." He whined, his warm breath hitting your neck from where his head was situated and causing goosebumps to form, your body still not used to this much proximity with him. "I feel like shit. Like… worse than shit."

You'd normally roll your eyes at such a statement, but you knew now that he was telling the truth, you'd seen the blood he coughed up the day before during your stay in Chile, and you knew that a cold could quickly turn into something way worse given the time.

You were ready to offer him help with whatever he needed, but you were cut off before you could even begin as you saw his mouth open wide from the corner of your eye.

"Wh-"

"Feed me." He attempted to say without closing his mouth, soft eyes looking up at you through his long eyelashes with a pleasing look. "C'mon. Hungry."

You tried to ignore the head creeping up your neck as you reached into the bag with the plastic spoon to scoop up some of the now lukewarm food out and into his mouth, watching as he closed his mouth around the spoon and gulped, moaning softly at the taste.

"Holy shit that might actually be the best thing I've ever tasted." He opened his mouth again, waiting for you to shovel a bit more food into his mouth.

"Oh, so what you said about my pesto was a lie?" You said, pouting in mock sadness as you repeated your action, shoving the spoon into his mouth a bit too hard and making him choke, but before you could apologise, he shook his head, answering your previous accusation.

"Okay, second best. Your cooking skills put this delicious cold goop to shame." He joked between a few chews, nudging you slightly with his shoulder. "You know that."

"Ah, so you're comparing my food to this?" You raised the bag in question and shook it a bit to further your point, trying your best to not burst out laughing at how panicked he looked as he tried to explain himself; a frown etching onto his face as you finally broke and let out a soft giggle.

"You're making fun of me." He finally seemed to realise as you nodded in response, about to shove some snow in your face if it weren't for the spoon that was shoved into his mouth and the puppy eyes you shot in his direction.

"Truce?"

The gulp he made was enough of a response for you.

Once the spoon you had used for Dream was well disposed of (you didn't want to risk getting ill yourself), you started eating some of the food yourself, Dream's head still snugly resting on your shoulder as he watched your every movement, making small talk every now and then and joining in on the conversations the others were having.

"Okay, it's like… almost midnight." Jimmy commented as he stared down at his watch, everyone staring back at him with the same bewildered expression, since the sun was still shining down onto your small camp. "We gotta get to bed."

"But it's still sunny outside!" Karl whined, pulling back the entrance slap to stare outside for a split moment, everyone immediately shouting at him for letting the cold in.

"And it's going to stay like that! Did the American school system fail you this badly!? Haven't you lot learnt about Antarctica? The sun is always up here!" George exclaimed in frustration, already zipping up his jacket, urging everyone else to abandon their food and do the same.

"Exactly! So let's get into our tents and try to get some rest, okay?" Jimmy encouraged, trying his best to keep everyone's morale up, picking up his sleeping bag and waiting for everyone to be ready before opening the tent.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You heard Sapnap curse as he followed his group into the tent with their sleeping bags, your own pressed to your chest for extra warmth until you reached the tent you'd be staying in, quickly making yourself at home on the right side.

"Dibs!" You didn't even try to hide the amusement in your voice as you slammed your bag and belongings onto the plastic ground, immediately starting to zip down the giant coat you'd been wearing.

"Yeah, yeah." Jimmy rolled his eyes with a smile as he and Nolan claimed the left side, leaving Dream standing at the entrance in confusion, staring at the empty spot beside your sleeping bag as if it was an abomination of nature.

His brain hadn't seemed to comprehend that he'd be sleeping next to you when you confessed you'd feel safer sleeping in the same tent as him, he had simply assumed you'd be sleeping next to Nolan or Jimmy, not him.

"You okay, dude? You're letting in all the cold." Your voice snapped him out of the daze he had been in, rapidly nodding instead of answering since he really didn't trust his voice to work right then.

Once the tent was zipped up tight, he awkwardly shuffled towards you, watching intently as you pushed your jackets off, which left you in the tight shirt all of you wore beneath the heaps of coats.

His hands shook as he undid his sleeping bag, and he wasn't sure if it was because of the cold or because of how close to you he was going to be in a few minutes.

And he didn't know why this was affecting him so much, he'd been cuddled up into your side less than an hour ago, and he wouldn't be able to count the times you'd crawled into his bed back home after a nightmare or if you were being too lazy to make the few steps that it took from his room to yours. He'd had you in his arms, hell, he'd felt the warm skin of your waist beneath his open palms that one time he helped you decorate the Christmas tree, so why was this different?

Maybe he was deluded.

That's probably right, his cold had gotten so bad that it was affecting his senses, which meant he was now super fucking awkward around you and wanted nothing more than to hide his face in the crook of your neck and feel once again your warm skin bene-

What?

What the fuck?

What the actual fuck?

He froze in his tracks as he stopped his train of thought from going any further, his face heating up as he reviewed the thoughts about you that seemed to have infiltrated his mind.

Well…. it wasn't like he hadn't ever thought about you like that, it was sort of inevitable. You were one of his closest friends, (maybe his closest, but don't tell George that.) and yeah, maybe once in a while he had thought about kissing you, about threading his fingers through your hair and tracing every feature on your pretty face while you laid in his arms.

And… and maybe he had told himself that all those times you had come to him at night for comfort or had stayed in his arms while watching a movie, were nothing but platonic, that you would probably do the same with Sapnap or George (despite the absolute fucking jealousy he felt brewing inside of him at the thought of you lying in their arms instead of his.) and the moments you spent talking about everything and anything at the same time weren't reminiscent to all of his past relationships, because this wasn't a relationship! He was your best friend! Not some creep that was in love with the girl who trusted him the most! Nope! No way.

He nodded to himself in confirmation as he finally finished setting up his sleeping bag, flopping down onto it with an angered huff, ignoring the amused look you sent in his direction.

"You're going to sleep like that?" You questioned, poking his side teasingly, causing him to yelp and move away from your touch as if it was poison as quickly as he could, snapping his head down to look at his outfit.

His cheeks went even redder (if humanly possible) as he realised he had been this close to falling asleep in full Antarctica tactical gear, quickly shoving all of his layers off so he was in the tight shirt your two other tent-mates were also wearing.

"You're so stupid." You snorted at him with a fond smile, turning around on top of your makeshift bed to pick up your phone and some earphones you'd been smart enough to bring. "Downloaded some anime Karl recommended, you want to watch an episode before we sleep?" You offered, making sure your voice was low enough that it didn't disturb Jimmy or Nolan, who were busy talking to the cameraman; lifting an earbud in one hand and waving it around enticingly.

"Y-Yeah, why not?" He smiled back at you, awkwardly shuffling towards you and keeping his distance because he was your friend who respected your boundaries and definitely did not like you.

He sputtered out a whine as you rolled your eyes and pulled his sleeping bag flush against yours, forcing him to sit right next to you, arm to arm, leg to leg and foot to foot. He raised a shaking hand to pop in the earbud you handed to him and tried his best to focus on the screen and not on how fucking warm your skin felt against his, how cute you sounded when you let out a short snort or a low giggle, how pretty you looked from the side with the glow of your phone reflecting your features.

Fuck.

You, for one, were actually enjoying the show at hand (despite only having one earbud, but that didn't matter.), and not focusing on how close Dream was to you, something you were learning to do after all the times you'd spent curled into his side at his bed back home.

You hadn't really thought about how the sleeping arrangements would work back on the plane, you were more concerned about the plastic device Jimmy had shoved into your hand and tried his best to explain how it was supposed to help you use the restroom.

But now that you were given the time to breathe, you finally realised how close you'd be to him, the thought enough to make you want to shove your face into a pillow and scream into it like a schoolgirl, just like every time you ended up in his arms.

Before the episode could finish, the cameraman left after filming a bit of Jimmy and Nolan, the latter escorting him out and turning back around, his gaze flicking down to your sleeping bag.

"Ah, shit, your bag's ripped."

"What?" You let your phone fall onto your lap and leaned over your legs to grab at the end of what would've been your bed if it weren't for the giant gash that had split the bottom in half, exposing your socks to the outside. "Fuck! Jimmy!"

The man in question popped his head up from where he was lying down, surveying the damage before biting the inside of his cheek in thought, scratching his chin.

"Uh… I don't think we've got any spares. Are… Are you okay with sharing or something? I mean, you know Karl, he'll probably be up all night so you can probably take his or share…?"

Dream didn't want to admit how horrible the thought of you leaving his tent to share with Karl was and how disgusting he felt as the jealousy grew in a pit of his stomach as he kept on thinking about it.

"Uh-" You looked down at the threads hanging out of the tear, shrugging your shoulders as you silently agreed. "I mean… as long as Karl's okay with it…? I don't mind."

"Great! Here, let me hel-"

"You can just share with me."

Dream's groggy voice cut off Jimmy's enthusiastic one, causing all of the tent to snap their head into his direction, as if you had forgotten he was there.

"That's fine, right?"

"Yeah!" You cried out a bit too eager, quickly coughing and changing your tone of voice to a more mellow one. "Yeah, that's fine."

"Oookay! That's actually better. A lot of people huddle close for heat here so let's see if you help Dream with that cold of his, eh?" Jimmy nodded, slipping his sleep mask back down his face and lying down, leaving you and Dream wide awake and staring at each other, Nolan having slipped into his bag during your awkward conversation.

"Here." Dream got up and tried his best to pull the sleeping bag open to make more space, waiting patiently for you to unzip your snow boots and put on some fuzzy socks you'd manage to snag in Chile before taking the plane.

"Thanks," You mumbled quietly, awkwardly moving to a side of the bag so Dream would be able to fit in next to you. "For holding it open. And uhm, for offering. I really didn't want to leave the tent, plus, with Karl, Sapnap and George I doubt I'd get any sleep."

Dream snorted in affirmation, aware of how dangerous they were when put together, and he couldn't even imagine how powerful they'd be when contained in such a small space. It was his turn to throw off his boots (not even bothering to unzip them first), and quickly shove himself into the bag next to you in hopes of keeping the warmth his feet had previously been in.

After a bit of shifting and moving limbs, you finally got into a comfortable position, your body draped over his side to preserve warmth with an arm wrapped around you waist with the other tracing random shapes into the arm that was sprawled across his chest, something he subconsciously did every time you were in his arms in such a position.

"This is nice." He mumbled, half joking, half serious.

"Mhm." You hummed, not trusting yourself enough to form proper sentences, carefully resting your head onto his shoulder and tickling his cheek with your hair.

A few moments passed in the same position, Dream's warm hand rubbing circles onto your waist in an attempt to soothe your nerves, knowing how stressed you probably felt without having to ask. You almost melted in his touch as he moved his head to rub his nose into your hair, closing his eyes with a sigh.

"It's impossible to sleep." He finally broke the silence with the muttered sentence, making you giggle and hide your face further into his shoulder.

"Don't you have an eye mask?" You mumbled from your spot, voice muffled by his shirt, feeling him shift beneath you until his hands left you to pull what you assumed was the eye mask down to his face.

"Forgot about it." He grumbled, warm hands finding their spot back onto your body and continuing their ministrations on your skin, lulling you quickly to sleep, feeling as if your head had been stuffed with cotton, tired enough to ignore everything around you, especially the quiet confession that came from Dream's lips and the soft kiss that was pressed to your forehead, leaving it to be a secret of the night.

You were woken up rather abruptly, the tent opening and Karl's high pitched laugh coming in along with the cold air, making everyone in the tent groan in discomfort and move beneath the covers to preserve the warmth, including you two, who during the night seemed to have moved into a different position, your face pressed right into Dream's chest with his chin resting on the crown of your head, his hands cupping the pudge of your thighs as they wrapped around his waist, thumb rubbing in circles like he had done last night with your waist, quickly soothing you back to sleep.

"I'm going to kill you, Karl!" Nolan shouted from his bag as the boy rolled into the tent, Sapnap following close behind with a disposable camera, not trusting his phone enough in such a weather.

"You got it?"

"Yep."

Sapnap made sure the flash was off, not wanting either of you to fully wake up and ruin the moment, before snapping a few pictures of Dream and you cuddled beneath the top layer of his sleeping bag, keeping their giggles and snickers to a low before leaving the tent with a nice reminder of what had happened beneath you.

"Told you it was smart to bring a knife." Sapnap pointed to your discarded sleeping bag with a grin before fully exiting the tent, not without letting in a gust of cold wind.

That seemed to finally snap you out of your sleep, groaning softly as you wriggled in Dream's arms, stopping in your tracks as he let out an incoherent grumble and brought you closer into his arms, as if you were a simple teddy bear and not his best friend who had totally overstepped a line by actually fucking wrapping her legs around his waist as if he were your boyfriend!

"Clay." You whispered as you faced him, moving a hand to push a few of his curls out of the way of his closed eyes and observe the freckles splattered across his skin like stars in the night sky, your finger tracing the short invisible lines between all of them. "Wake up…"

"Hmng…" His hold on you tightened for a moment before returning back to normal, his way of pleading for you to give up and slip back into his arms.

"Claaayy~" you said a bit louder, pressing your finger into the tip of his nose in hopes of getting him to wake faster. "Come on, we've still got a whole day left."

"Do you think I'm actually well enough to do something?" He finally spoke, and you almost jumped at how much worse his voice sounded than last night, but that was a given due to the cold and the mix between his already muzzy voice and the deep tone his morning voice normally took. "Just stay here with me for a while…"

"But I'm well enough to do something, Clay." You mumbled, letting your arm fall by your side and attempting once again to escape his grip, smiling softly as he didn't fight this time and let you slip out easily.

You didn't make any further effort to wake him up again, giving him the luxury of sleeping in a bit longer and getting yourself ready to leave the tent, despite how warm his hold had been and how you truly wanted nothing more than to slip right into his hold and wrap your arms around him.

But you fought the urge to, exiting the warmth of your tent and rushing towards where Karl and George were building a snowman (although it wasn't much of a snowman due to Karl slipping and falling onto it every few minutes.), and offering to assist them.

Ignoring the cold and the fact you didn't have anything to decorate the so-called snowmen with, you actually had fun with them, having said goodbye to Nolan and Jimmy before they left to "claim a mountain" a few hours ago; and you were now left with four snowmen without features, so they really couldn't be called snowmen at all.

"I think it looks pretty good!" Karl hummed as he finished rolling one of the bigger parts of his snowman.

"It's just three balls of snow on top of each other, Karl." George deadpanned as he moved his goggles to see the abominations you three had made.

"I think it looks a bit like you." You stuck your tongue out at George, who returned the gesture before the both of you realised how cold it was to be doing it and quickly returned your tongues back into your mouths.

After making some food and welcoming Jimmy and Nolan back, you spent some time with Dream outside (despite how much your body was screaming at you to get somewhere warm.), and threw a few snowballs at each other, last night's events never discussed or mentioned during your conversations.

You finally realised how much time you had spent outside when Chandler announced the plane would be here in almost two hours, the fact you'd spent almost a day in the freezing snow enough to frighten you into getting frostbite.

"If my fingers fall off I want you to have them, Dream." You confessed to him as you both worked on taking down your tent, giddiness filling you at the loud laugh he let out, nodding his head with a smile beneath his ski mask.

"Yes ma'am, I'll make sure to cherish them until I die." He teased back, shoving whatever remained of the tent into a bag and wrapping some of the rope around it, letting you admire for a moment how strong he truly was before Sapnap called you over to help him with the rubbish.

You didn't have much time to talk as Jimmy hurried you all back to where you had started, where the plane was waiting in all its glory, and holy shit you couldn't wait to be back inside.

You almost tripped on the stairs from how desperate you were to get inside if it weren't for Dream's hands holding you up from behind, knowing how excited you were to get back into the warm safety of the aircraft.

You collapsed into one of the window seats with a loud dramatic exhale, closing your eyes for a moment to enjoy the warmth of the leather chairs and the exaggerated smell of the air freshener that was wafting along the main cabin.

"Fucking finally, right?" Dream laughed after shoving both your luggage into the upper compartments, knowing you'd probably be too exhausted to do it yourself after barely catching any sleep in the last 24 hours, and falling into the empty seat next to you.

"I never thought I'd say this, but…" you turned to look at him dramatically, his heart beating rapidly at your serious expression and words until you spoke. "I actually miss Florida."

He breathed out a sigh of relief along with a laugh, nodding his head in agreement as he moved his hand to wrap around yours, heart fluttering as you didn't even stop him from doing so.

"I can't wait to wear some shorts and a tank top and still be hot." You mumbled with a smile, turning your head to a side to make eye contact with him. "Although it'll probably be a bit too cold for that."

"Yeah, you never know with Floridan winters." He snorted, interlacing your fingers with his and moving to look out the window. "As long as I'm out of this coat, I'll be fine."

It was your turn to laugh, nodding your head in affirmation, and shifting on the seat to rest your head on his shoulder, much like he had done when you had first entered the tent.

Silence filled your little corner of the plane until he finally spoke, turning to you completely and making you lose the balance you previously had.

"You uh… did you hear what I said? Last… uh, last last night?"

You cocked your head to a side like a confused puppy would, shaking your head, a no.

"Uh… well… Shit I'm really going to regret this." He breathed out as a laugh, raising his free hand to pull off his ski mask and ruffle up his curls. "I… I kind of, well… kissed your forehead. And said I- I love you."

Your brain short circuited at his words, blankly staring into his eyes as if your body had stopped just so your mind could make any sense of what he was saying.

"In a non-platonic way."

"In a non-platonic way." You parroted, blinking like a fool as you watched him panic underneath your gaze.

"Yeah."

"Oh."

"Oh."

Silence once again filled your little corner, both of your hands still intertwined and both your gazes locked together, Dream's whole body ready to give out if you didn't give him an answer soon.

"Please say somet-"

"I love you too." Your confession cut him off, his mouth hanging open with unsaid words ready to come out, looking something akin to a fish out of water gasping for air.

"O-Oh!" He breathed out, his body finally catching up to his brain as he nodded at your confession, cheeks pink from both embarrassment and illness. "Holy shit."

"Holy shit." You echoed once again, although this time you ended it with a small breathless giggle, raising your free hand to cup his cheek, stubble pricking your palm and cold skin meeting warm.

"I really want to kiss you right now." He confessed, half closed eyes searching for your gaze as his hand came up to cover yours over his cheek. "But I don't want to get you sick."

You smiled at his pout, shrugging your shoulders as you nodded down towards your fingers. "There's no way I'm not getting sick after that, Clay. It's fine. I want to kiss you too."

He nodded faster than the speed of light as you started to pull him down, pressing your lips to his for a moment that felt like eternity, and oh god, it was better than you imagined. It felt as if fireworks were going off in your head, sending shivers down your spine and lighting every nerve within you on fire, his breath against your lips as he pulled back from them almost burning your skin from how much you wanted to press them back onto his.

"Holy shit."

And by the sounds of it, you hadn't been the only one affected ridiculously by the kiss.

"Can we do that more often?" Dream basically vibrated in his seat at the prospect of being able to repeat that experience, his smile only growing when you nodded your head, a matching one pulling at your lips.

"Yes. Yes please."

[pink---condoms]

Halloween costumes with dt+k as their girlfriend <3333

Dreamwastaken

He's ghost face and your an akatsuki member. Would be by your side throughout the entire night, not leaving you alone for one second. Would also remind you with every movement you make how hot you are and how lucky he is. Would back shot you everytime you bend over, due the material of your costume your dump truck would be perked up against the fabric. There's nothing more he love than grabbing the excess pieces of clothing and pulling it behind you to see your actual body figure he loves so much. Gave him head at home.

Georgenotfound

He's matching with you, one spiderman and one spiderwoman. Would be choking on his saliva after seeing you in your costume. When he gets his hands on you, wouldn't want to let you go for the rest of the night. Would be attach to your backside through the whole night like a little puppy. He is your puppy. When you two are alone, he would spank your ass so hard, enjoying the way it jiggled. Apparently the night was young, if you know what I mean.

Sapnap

Suggested that you be an angel and he be an demon, because you were his angel. So nevertheless your costume was an angel with him as your hot demon. Would 100% gush about how innocent and cute you look but at the same time hot and sexy. Would be taking at least a 100 picture each second. Would definitely pull you onto his lap, just to take pictures and to feel dominant. Kisses everywhere because your pretty and deserves them.

Karl Jacobs

Wouldn't even notice it's Halloween till you asked him to match costumes. Would only agree to match with you if you let him picked the costumes out, which you had to choice but to let him. To your surprise the theme of your fits were hello kitty. Not really hello kitty but you was melody and he was kuromi. The moment he saw the way the costume braced your body he could've sworn he was seeing piece of heaven on earth. When he was complimenting you, he felt like he should've been on his knees instead of standing. You just look so fucking hot. Unsurprisingly, your chair was 'broken' and his face was the only seat available

I don't know why I wrote this, it's not even Halloween. But I wrote it anyways so I'm gonna post it. I haven't posted for awhile because I was sick but I'm better now and posting again! 😁

[secretsandwriting]

Comfort Streamer

Part One: Lime Green Slander Stream

When a sick Dream goes searching for a stream to watch. He stumbles across a viewerless stream and decides to join, finding a new comfort streamer for himself and others and maybe play a little matchmaker in the process.

Dream sighed as he adjusted his pillow for what felt like the millionth time. He was sick and to top it off, he was bored. Sam was doing his subathon but he had been watching it for a few hours already and needed something new. 

Scrolling through all the minecraft streams, he ended up down at the tiny streams. One of them went from 1 down to 0 before his eyes. It looked like they were just building something. It looked calm and that's really all he wanted at the moment, Hopefully they don’t get too crazy with him being famous and all. 

He joined and soft music playing with the sounds of blocks being placed filled his room. It was calming. After a few seconds Lemon glanced to her side and smiled. 

“Welcome! I’m building my base before I go mining.” She didn’t talk too loud, keeping the atmosphere just as calm as when she wasn’t speaking. 

Dream: What type of base are you building?

He could see the recognition in her eyes and the back button was looking really nice. 

“Just a little cottage with lots of flowers and leaves. Maybe candles when I get some beeswax and string. Either that or lanterns… or both. I haven’t decided yet. I’m going solely off vibes and what limited items I hav-” She cut herself off and looked down. “Hey, you want to see my cat?”

Dream: Yes!

“This is Murder.” She held up a black cat. “He poses no threat, he is however the sweetest little man with no thoughts in this little head and he’s probably inbred.” Murder just seemed pleased with the attention he was getting. “He’ll probably stick around for a little bit.” She set him back in her lap and went back to minecraft.

____

“I’ll be right back!” Smiling at the camera before turning it off and muting. Once everything was doubled checked to be off and silenced you sagged into your chair. Dreamwastaken was in your stream.

Dreamwastaken had been in your stream for over an hour.

As much as you would love to freaking out, you didn’t want to do that to him. He seemed to be enjoying the stream as it was and you didn’t want to take that from him. It probably wasn’t often he could join a stream and be treated as a normal person. Getting out of your chair to go refill your water bottle and use the bathroom before you continue the stream. 

It wasn’t long before you were turning your camera and mic on.

“I’m back.”

Dream: Welcome back :) 

Dream was still watching. Smiling at the sweet response you went back to figuring out how you wanted to build your base. 

Dream: You should put the enchantment setup over in the corner near the potions area

“That was the plan, the only problem is the doors are too close so it would disrupt the flow of the house so I’ll probably have to move the potion area upstairs and then maybe the enchanting table could go near it but I’m not sure yet…”

Dream: You should make the beds lime green

“Eww no. Not everyone likes the obnoxious bright green Dream.”

Dream: What? You don’t like the lime green??

“I like little bits of lime green. Like the candles. Just enough for splashes of color. Not too much or it will burn my eyes because it’s so bright. This is a lime green slander stream.”

Dream: :(

“You know what. I’ll compromise. I’ll go with the green bed. It's still green but not obnoxious. Deal?”

Dream: Deal

“Ok… Um, I think that's all for my house..” Running through it you double checked everything was done. “… I guess it’s time to go mining.”

Dream: You won’t be poor anymore!

“I’m getting really tempted to ban you.”

Dream: I’m sorry, that was really uncalled for and I’m truly sorry I said such horrible things.

You kept streaming and chatting with Dream for another hour before deciding to end the stream. Once everything was double checked to be off you shot out of your spot and to your roommates room. Slamming the door open and startling her. 

“Ry! Dreamwastaken was in my stream for three hours!”

“He was?!” Taking the unsaid invitation, you threw yourself onto the bed and started telling her all about your stream, everything from the first viewer who had stayed for 30 minutes (A record before Dream) and how he just randomly joined and stayed for the rest of the stream just chilling and actively chatting.

“Damn. Are you going to do anything with it or just leave it? If you really wanted you could probably get some serious clout.”

“I know, but it seems like he just wanted to chill and I really don’t want to take that away from him.” 

“That’s really nice of you. Maybe you’ll just end up being the streamer all the famous people like because you treat them like normal.”

“Don’t worry, If i ever become friends with Punz I’ll put in a good word for you!” Dodging the kick sent your way you went to find something to eat. 

______

Once the stream ended, Dream had gone back and watched all the vods on twitch and then the ones posted to your youtube, After that he went through all your youtube videos and tiktok. Three days later he had watched all the content you had put out.

One thing he didn’t find was any mentions of him in your stream. Most people would use it to try and get more people on their stream but you hadn’t. 

In fact, when he checked the vod, you had disabled chat so while you were saying his name, there was nothing to back up that it was him. It was like you were hiding the fact he was the one in your chat. 

In your next stream he had asked why you disabled chat and didn’t know how to respond when you told him it was because you wanted him to feel normal in your chat. After that stream had ended he started a group chat on discord with all the CCs he knew, sending her twitch link along with the clip from the stream.

Masterlist -- Next

[hamsamwich23]

Hello and welcome, Silly Critters

About me

My name is Sam and/or Mort, I'm 19 years old. I identify as pan + demiromantic-asexual, and my pronouns are he/they/it/xe. I am also polyamorous and have one partner (whom I love very much💛).

My hobbies include writing (mostly fanfiction), playing video games, role play, photography, and more. I am currently working on two AU's, which will be mentioned later. (After my DNI)

My interests include: Hello Puppets, Doki Doki Literature Club, 1nv4d3r Z1m, Adventure Time, Hollow Knight, Cult Of The Lamb, Don't Hug Me Im Scared, Milk inside a bag of milk +Milk outside a bag of milk, Amanda The Adventurer, Welcome Home, Smile For Me, Happy Game, Slime ranchers, Among Us, Minecraft, Fall Guys, GHOST and pals music, Vane Lily music, R.I.P music, Limbo, Inside, Bojack Horseman, Yo Kai Watch (1st and 2nd Games), Nexo Knights, Night In The Woods, Deltarune, Undertale, Undertale Yellow, The Dog Island, The backrooms, Liminal Space, Tomodachi Life, That's Not My Neighbor (Bolded interests are my current special interests and main focuses)

My DMs are always open, and I'm always up for making friends! However I would like to mention that I am neurodivergent, I have AuDHD and struggle with OCD and heavy mental health problems. I simply ask that you be patient with me. As I may misunderstand things at times, as well as go offline or isolate myself at times.

❗Writing Commissions and trades are currently: CLOSED

❗Requests for Unreality Au one shots are OPEN

❗Hello Puppets Infected Au will be continued in 2025.

🍉This Blog Stands With The People Of Palestine🍉

DNI

I'm aware that people don't Technically have to follow DNI's, but I would still like to state my boundaries. I block freely and often, and will block you if you make me uncomfortable and/or treat people like shit, or for any personal reason that I feel the need to block.

That being said, as I mentioned before I have heavy paranoia issues and OCD that interfere with my every day life, including life on the Internet. If anything at all feels off to me I just block. I understand this is somewhat irrational and I apologize in advance if I end up blocking you for seemingly no reason. This is the easiest way I can explain the issue.

I would prefer if you didn't interact with me if you're any of the following or if any of the following applies to you:

Prosh1p/Comsh1p/Prof1c/ECT, shipping discourse blogs, against oc x canon/self shippers, if you engage in lgbtq+ discourse and/or are a lgbtq discourse blog, support the boyfriends webtoon, hardcore DSMP fans, k1nk/f3tish blogs that are not run by people i personally know, support either or both fox_an_draw and/or scatteredkitbrainzzz/kitruckus, hardcore stranger things fans

(a lot of these will still end up in an automatic block but I'll still at least try to ask for my boundaries to be respected)

Please do not talk to me about: Ship discourse, Lgbtq+ discourse, TheWaltenFiles (unless we're mutuals but even then I would prefer not too), IZfandom discourse, The Amazing Digital Circus.

You will be blocked immediately if: you are bigoted in any way at all (TERFS/radfems, rad-exclus, abliest, pro-isreal/Zionist, antisemitic/Nazi's, conservative/republican, anti-lgbtq+, sexist, anti-choice, ECT), L0Li/Sh0t4c0n, Pro-harassment, Antishippers who tell pr0shippers to hurt themselves/k1ll themselves/to relive their trauma, people who harass others over shipping in general, ai "artists", people who support the use of AI to steal from content creators, people who believe "blackwashing" is a thing and/or defend whitewashing, If you support any of the following people: JKRowling*, Viziepop*, proshippersaretheproblem, thelocalvampyre, inky/Spencer/snax/grey(IZ), Dream/DreamWasTaken, mr-saturnnn, Fluffyphobias, kittensneeze, izzydrawsforfun, lunasol, refrainbow.

(*Fans of Harry Potter and HH/HB who are critical and don't support the actions of the creators are okay to interact)

This list can and probably will be updated at any time

Socials/Other blogs

My other blogs on Tumblr:

@unreality-au-content-hoard - A blog for my Unreality Au, A crossover/multifandom AU inspired by weirdcore, horror, and Liminal Space themes. (Includes characters from Hello Puppets, Doki Doki Literature Club, Inv4d3r Z1m, Undertale +UT yellow (recent addition), Hatsune Miku(/hj), and OCs!! (All content warnings are in the pinned post. Fan content for this au is OKAY with me!!)

@morts-infected-au - A Hello Puppets AU inspired by the MLP infection Aus!! (this blog is still under construction and this Au contains heavy elements of horror and gore)

Discord: hamsamwich23

Instagram: hamsamwich23

Wattpad: judgment23

SquidgeWorld: hamsamwich23

Thank you for reading

[awesamcozy]

Chronically online people fucking love the oppression Olympics, I’m continuously shocked that they don’t like Dream considering-queer nd abuse victim- as you said. White man bad though amiright. Because he’s a m*n and wh*te he’s actually undergone no hardships ever guys don’t worry I can quote tweet his shit saying that he should be shot in the head :) this is actually a moral and good thing to do. Also I do not understand how the environment that white American teenagers are reared in is often not one that teaches over sensitivity to topics like race, and that unlearning that part of your upbringing is a sign of growth and change and dare I say non-bigotry. PewDiePie N-word hard R that he “said accidentally” is a racist sentiment from a platformed content creator. Dreamwastaken 2020 “I actually don’t think that the concept of a ‘battle cry’ is exclusive to Native Americans.” Tweet, albeit VERY poorly worded is not only correct but also definitely not racism.

The idea of “cancellation” of a celebrity or internet celebrity, hinges on the near or complete destruction of their career. For someone to be canceled, their fan base needs to abandon them so that they fall into obscurity. To be canceled, the content creator’s fan base needs to be willing to drop them if unsavory actions are brought to light. This is why generally the only people who are successfully canceled are Tiktokers, people who don’t have strong bonds with their audiences and can be bullied off of the internet. Dream is a cancelable creator to a certain extent, I divide Dream’s fan base into two categories, Stans and Fans. Dream Stans are on Twitter, tumblr, twitch, generally mid teens-early twenties. Dream fans are the generation of children being raised on Minecraft videos on YouTube who have no exposure to Twitter controversies and have probably never heard Sapnap say fuck. If next week, Dream were to hypothetically do something that was not illegal but morally unforgivable to much of his stanbase, ie. Actual horrific racism or homophobia (lol), and his stanbase dropped him fully or partially, 95% of smiletwitter leaves overnight, Dream would not be canceled. His YouTube platform is still mostly intact, that’s where he makes money, that’s where his numbers are highest. To stay above and beyond in content creation all he really has to do is continue to make Minecraft videos with George and Sapnap every 3 months.

I should’ve fucking given this like a “Why the Internet is Unable To Cancel Dreamwastaken” title because I just wrote a small thesis in your anonymous asks I’m so sorry. Tldr, Dream Stans are, as a whole, big on political correctness and would definitely stop supporting him in the face of a big enough incident,(see oct. this year) but Dream’s young fans on YouTube, likely unaware of this, would still watch his videos, negating any “cancelation” that Twitter might have pulled off with their continued support.

🚶‍♀️

[justanormalfangirlx2]

Dreamwastaken X Reader

hi! this is my first real one-shot and i hope you enjoy!

TW: use of Dream and Sapnap’s real names!!!

Y/N POV

Today. Dream and I’s face reveal was happening. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m terribly excited to see him, it’s just what if he doesn’t like what’s behind my mask? I talked to George and Sapnap about the possibility of me flying out to Florida from Ohio, just so I could surprise him with my face in real life and see the guy that became one of my closest friends and the guy I also secretly liked. They both agreed that it would be a great plan and I booked my ticket and now was currently on my way.

Dream POV

The countdown was less than two hours. I never knew that revealing my face to anyone would be so nerve wracking, to be honest. Y/N was one of the closest people I had, and she always made my day. The way she laughed, the way she gave smiles, even when she facetimed me crying at one in the morning about a guy she was gorgeous. George was currently talking to me, but I must’ve not been paying attention because he kept calling my name loudly. “CLAY!” “CLAYYYY!” “CLAYTONNNN!” I blinked and shook my head. “Yeah?” “How you feeling, big guy?” “Don’t call me that, and nervous.” He laughed and wiggled his eyebrows.“Someone’s got a crushhhh~” I shoved him. “Oh sush, you would too if you knew her like I did.” “Yeah, yeah, whatever.” “Where’d Sapnap go?” I ask, wondering how the house got so quiet. “He’s out getting groceries.” “Oh, alright.”

Y/N POV

I was here. In freaking Florida! I texted Clay/Dream and grinned.

DweamyPoo ☺️ I’m so excited to see you!

Me too! Think I can get a glimpse right now? 🥺

You’ve waited this long now! A few more hours won’t hurt you!

Oh whatever 🙄🙄

😜😜😜

I giggled and looked around for Sapnap. Soon enough, I saw a guy with a sign that said, “DREAM’S GIRLFRIEND Y/N! WELCOME TO WARM WEATHER!”

I rolled my eyes and gave him a hug. “Hey mamacita!” He gasped. “That’s my line!” I laughed and pointed to the sign. “I’m not Clay’s girlfriend.” He winked. “Not yet.” I groaned. “Whatever.” He helped me with my bags and put them in the trunk, and started up the car. I grabbed the aux and put on my playlist of Dream songs. He gave me a side eye and shook his head. “Really?” “Yes. Absolutely.”

DREAM POV

“Clayyyy! Only a few more minutes!” I was pacing. A lot. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. I know. What if she doesn’t like me though? Or decides that I’m too ugly to look at and blocks me? I don’t think I could handle that, she literally means the world to me, George.” George sighs and smiles. “I think you love herrrrr.” I blush. “Shut up!” I hear the car pull up and perk up, hoping to divert the conversation. “Nick’s home! Should we help him with the groceries, George?” He nods and grabs his phone. “Yeah, lemme record something real quick.” I gave him a confused look. “Why?” “Oh nothing, still getting used to everything here, I wanna vlog.” I shrug and smile, “Alright, I guess.” I start making my way to the front door and see another person. “What-“

Y/N POV

I’m here, and I’ve got so many butterflies inside my stomach. I grip Nick’s arm and whisper. “What if I’m not what he expects? What if he decides I’m not pretty enough for him?” Nick puts a hand on my shoulder and reassures me. “Y/N he’s literally in love with you, you’re thinking too much on the “what if’s” and not in the moment of you guys. Trust me, he’ll think you’re pretty, and I haven’t even seen your face yet either.” I grin and get out of the car. “Thanks, Snapmap.” He rolls his eyes. “You ruined our moment!” My eyes flickered to the door and smiled. I was here, he was here, at the same time. He opened the door and I covered my eyes. “OMG! IS THAT YOU, Y/N?”

DREAM POV I blinked and rubbed my eyes. Was y/n seriously here? She waved and smiled. Gosh, that smile could be the death of me, it makes the whole world brighter when she shines it. “CLAY!!” “Y/N!!!” I ran up to her and brought her into a hug. “I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE HERE!” She giggled and hugged me back. “Well yeah, I wanted to see Gogy of course.” I mock cried. “I’m kidding. I’m kidding. I wanted to see you.” “Good. Cause I was about to pinch myself to convince myself that you’re here and real.” Y/N pinched me. “Ouch!” “You said to pinch you.” “Not literally!” She rolled her eyes and looked up at me.

Y/N POV

He was really handsome. Like really handsome. His brown and blond hair curled around his face and his jawline. Omg, his jawline! It was sharp! And his eyes, dark emeralds, that would make the rarest gem in the world envious of the color he had in his eyes. He was perfect. “Um, Y/N? Are you alright?” Clay said, laughing. “Sorry, I got caught up in your beauty.” He kettle wheezed and blushed. “Really?” I nodded and glanced at his lips. He looked down at mine and started to lean towards me. I leaned forward and our lips connected. I swear I heard fireworks go off outside. It was magical, something that couldn’t be described with words. We broke apart and stared at each other, grinning. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and kissed me again. “Y/N I love you, so much.” I giggled. “You’re lucky I love you too.”

THE END

[spyroforlife]

Heart Thief - Chapter 29 - An Intimate Morning

Dream and Scar spend a lazy morning together after Dream's nightmare and Dream allows Scar to give him a back rub. Dream might still struggle with intimacy, but he's growing more confident by the day, and he's looking forward to becoming even more accustomed to it.

[obabashut]

I posted 1,413 times in 2022

13 posts created (1%)

1,400 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@pomodoko

@krxss01

@ranboocore

@x-i-l-verify

@salty-calico

I tagged 54 of my posts in 2022

#dreamwastaken - 6 posts

#guild wars oc guild wars 2 - 4 posts

#guildwars2 - 4 posts

#guild wars 2 human - 4 posts

#guild wars 2 asura - 3 posts

#ttTt - 3 posts

#guild wars 2 sylvari - 3 posts

#guild wars 2 norn - 3 posts

#gw2 - 3 posts

#relatable content - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 96 characters

#if all the good magical things associated with rainbows existed the bad magical things exited to

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I got one of the Technoblade YouTooz plushies, only to give it away.

A little bit of backstory. I am a cancer survivor and hearing Techno approaching his diagnosis with humor and charity was encouraging. So I got the plushie to support the cause more than for myself. Sure its worth something as a collectable, but I still have stuffed animals from my own childhood and this was something I would never create memories with as I did with my old ones.

It would be great someone could cherish it as something more.

My friend's daughter is a mcyt fan. She isn't old enough to care about the drama. The sort of kid that shows up in the YouTube video comments section. I mentioned to her about Ranboo coming out and she quietly talked about her own questioning, which is fine, but I don't think she has told her parents, or step parent/siblings either. She is being bullied for being into mcyt and dsmp, "because its for babies".

Today, I gave it to her. She was ecstatic, carefully taking it from the box and omg-ing over it. I told her that Minecraft isn't for kids. The difference in our ages is over 40 years, but we can gush about MCC, the great potato war, manhunt or hermitcraft...and its going to be okay.

I think my plushie has a good home.

10 notes - Posted May 3, 2022

#4

Loving that Dream is showing off a bit.

I don't know how some people see this highly distractable golden retriever of an individual and devote an inordinate amount of time and energy hating him and the community that takes comfort in interacting with these shenanigans.

See the full post

22 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

#3

I don't know. Was it George or not. He would never let us know anyway. TT_TT

28 notes - Posted February 7, 2022

#2

...and when he approached the Kingdom of Heaven, the Lord considered his deeds and judged them as good. As the gates parted, bells began to peal, the angels called out: "WELCOME NEW CHANNEL MEMBER!!!" Rest in Power Technoblade

40 notes - Posted July 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Can I point out how genius it was for Dream to encourage Karl and Foolish in Dodgebolt?

Aqua really was going to target Dream and George the whole time. They were acting like they were just fodder and that psychologically affects one's confidence in both teams.

You saw it real time as Dream realized and flipped the script for them. Let Karl and Foolish take shots.

Opponents did not anticipate or know their skill level. But Dream knows Foolish has been grinding on the practice server and Karl, who no one takes seriously, actively blocking shots from hitting him and George. There were times he noted things they did well and that they were all performing in the top 20. Foolish's Mom called Dream, "Coach" and she was not wrong in that.

That faith went a long way to hype them. It threw Aqua off enough. Karl and Foolish popped off and it was like Dream played a trap card or something.

The event as a whole was amazing, and I appreciate everyone that participated, but I will remember it for Dream reminding his team that they did it together and that was how they were gonna win.

408 notes - Posted June 18, 2022

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[cryingtulips]

I posted 474 times in 2022

That's 466 more posts than 2021!

63 posts created (13%)

411 posts reblogged (87%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@cryingtulips

@snailsnfriends

@tmmyhug

@proudfreakmetarusonniku

@cupsmp

I tagged 444 of my posts in 2022

Only 6% of my posts had no tags

#dsmp - 150 posts

#mcyt - 84 posts

#dsmp tommy - 69 posts

#technoblade - 67 posts

#dreamwastaken - 63 posts

#dsmp fanfic - 58 posts

#dsmp web weaving - 40 posts

#fanfic - 38 posts

#tommyinnit - 37 posts

#crimeboys - 35 posts

Longest Tag: 91 characters

#like something about tubbo still being a kid and something about finding home in loved ones

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

The Warden’s Key, a c!hotelduo poem about Sam’s Achilles heel

36 notes - Posted August 9, 2022

#4

C!Disctober Day 13: Rot

Art Credit

@idalus (link)

@mikenlos (link)

@hiraethminds (link)

Photographs are found on pexels and unsplash

40 notes - Posted October 14, 2022

#3

SBI Fic Recs

Crime Boys Centric

Everything Costs by AmberRunnel [M, 83k, WIP]

a superhero au with dark sbi. I love the complexity of the whole plot lol

Go Little Rock-Star by Idespisemilk [Gen, 6k, One Shot]

I am not exaggerating when I say this fic made me sob I’ve re-read it so many times and it's just ;-;

i'll carry the weight of you, i swear by Zannolin [T, 11k, Complete]

A fic about learning to live and be happy again. 

Bedrock Bros Centric

absence makes the heart grow fonder by Zannolin [T, 2k, One Shot]

techno centric and very heartbreaking

The Land of His Brother by DOC_Holliday [M, 47k, WIP]

Vampires be pog. Historical fiction be cool too

Tommy Centric

doomed to be fleeting by DerisiveH [G, 254, Poem]

I also really enjoyed exposure therapy [G, 1k, Poem] and this poison is pious [G, 424, Poem] by the same author

Three words that became hard to say (I and love and you) by isa_grapes [T, 4k, One Shot]

Healing fic baaaabbbbyyy. I’m obsessed with how Tommy was portrayed here. 

41 notes - Posted February 15, 2022

#2

There's a Ghost Haunting These Woods: Tommy is dead and Technoblade is in denial

Prompt 6: Cold

44 notes - Posted September 30, 2022

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I posted 1,432 times in 2022

That's 579 more posts than 2021!

37 posts created (3%)

1,395 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 792 of my posts in 2022

Only 45% of my posts had no tags

#the sandman - 104 posts

#batman - 67 posts

#dreamwastaken - 52 posts

#mcyt - 41 posts

#lotr - 32 posts

#dsmp - 28 posts

#tubbo - 26 posts

#dream smp - 26 posts

#april fools - 24 posts

#les mis - 22 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#after that though... after that yeah no fuck you and your demands alex you saw where it got you father and it's getting you the exact same!

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

isn't puss in boots a fairly smart, calculating character in the stories he's from? like a super planner-in-advance, several steps ahead kind of character? because if zac's playing him like that i'm so hyped to see zac play an incredibly smart character again, he's so delightful when he does :D

90 notes - Posted October 13, 2022

#4

[??:??] Dream: Dear Sister. I have done as you have asked. I hope this text message finds you well. I enjoyed the time I spent with you this day, and you are of course correct to suggest we do so more frequently in the future. Dream

[??:??] Dream: Dear Sister. I had forgotten to write in my previous text message, in my haste: how often do you wish me to communicate with you in this manner? I cannot guarantee strict adherence to whatever timeframe you wish, but I shall endeavour to try. Dream

[09:12] Death: hey mate, cool rp you got going but i’m pretty sure you’ve got the wrong number

95 notes - Posted September 15, 2022

#3

Cages in the Sandman: Sleep of the Just

One thing I really appreciate the handling of in the Sandman show is the cage- or should i say cages in the first episode. Dream's and Alex's, that is. I'd like to give this frame in particular (and the scene it belongs to) as an example:

There are several things I enjoy about this frame, and not just that it looks gorgeous. I love that the iron bar of Dream's cage is between their hands, literally and visually keeping them separate from each other. I love that the arch of the basement over Alex's head mirrors the iron arch over Dream's, the shape of Dream's cage rippling out into the world surrounding him, the thing that Roderick Burgess built trapping not only Dream but himself and Alex too.

I love that the mirroring is not 1:1. The camera itself is tilted at an angle, and Dream's cage isn't exactly flat, either. Despite being both caged they are not on equal footing. Dream is suspended, precarious- and actually, if we were to right the angle, Dream would be reaching down to Alex... but he isn't. In fact Alex is almost looming over Dream here, still visually in a position of power despite it not quite looking the same were we to see the same image flat.

I also love the stark difference in lighting and clothes, which I feel tie together in this shot. There are seven light sources in frame alone, all in the basement and outside Dream's cage, and yet Alex is cast in darkness as well as dark clothes in contrast to Dream who despite the lack of lighting is illuminated and vulnerable. For Alex he can afford to hide in his father's shadow- it's not his fault, Roderick was the one who imprisoned Dream, etc... while Dream doesn't have a choice but to have everything on display against his will. And, it's of course a reminder that to at least one person, Alex cannot hide from his mistakes. He has no choice but to see Dream exactly as he is: starved, naked, alone, and continuing to be this way unless Alex makes the choice to free him, which he doesn't.

Finally, I love that this takes place after Jessamy has been killed, and after Roderick has died. Alex is indignant that Dream treats him the same as his father, but Dream absolutely does not! Even after Alex has murdered Dream's best friend and only hope at getting out, Dream offers a hand out to him, something he never did for Roderick. And it's almost an understanding gesture- almost an I understand that you couldn't free me while your father was here, but now he's not, so now you can!

But he doesn't! Because he's so used to their roles, their separate cages, that he continues to inflict them on both of them! Despite all evidence showing that asking for anything in exchange for freedom Will Not Work Out, he still does it. Despite Dream being perfectly willing to reach out to him pre-demands!

Because by God he's determined to keep them in the exact same cages they've both been in since 1916!

201 notes - Posted September 8, 2022

#2

god it really wrecks me sometimes that one of c!dream's motivations is pacifism. and it's so interesting how this interacts with his strategic, ends-justify-means approach.

how he had nothing to do with c!tommy burning c!tubbo's house down at the beginning, and in fact would have been justified to avoid c!tubbo entirely, and yet rebuilt c!tubbo's house from the ground up because he could. and how even recently despite c!eryn having been part of the group trying to stop him from escaping pandora, c!dream was still happy to wordlessly trade with him without inciting anything.

just. the way that at his core, at the beginning of the server and now, c!dream is a person that believes in peace, co-operation, and pacifism. and yet he's turned himself into 'the villain'.

438 notes - Posted July 29, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

being the prince of stories, morpheus must be aware of the term 'blorbo'

740 notes - Posted August 29, 2022

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