#fuckboi dream

[tryan-a-bex]

In light of the conversation today about Fuckboi Dream, I wanted to counteract the mean accusations in my inbox by giving some recommendations. First of all, FBD itself. Mind the tags, it is a dead dove fic. Maybe don’t read it if you struggle with separating fiction from reality or have a hard time quitting a fic if it’s just not doing it for you. But if you are an adult and have gotten over purity culture, the first 22 chapters are an amazing exploration of consent and healing in a risk aware consensual bdsm relationship. Chapter 5 was one of the most romantic things I’ve ever read. Chapter 8 was life changing, in terms of helping me examine the unwritten rules I live my life by, and the consequences of them. It suggested better rules which tbh are doing me much better than my old ones did. After chapter 22 it is an exploration of grief. The most recent chapters are finally resolving this section, and I’m so curious to see where the plot will go next, drawing as it does on both the comics and the show, sometimes in unexpected ways.

If you want the same kind of experience but aren’t ready for 300k words, I’d like to recommend The Undone and the Divine, also by @dancinbutterfly . This is a cannibalism fic, okay? I don’t approve of cannibalism in real life, but in a fic, as a metaphor for the desire to be utterly consumed and become one with a lover? Oh yes. This one is also very much consent oriented. Consent, my beloved. The art @teejaystumbles did for this one is stunning. The fic is moving and disturbing and glorious. Be an adult and mind the tags, it’s based on 24/7 (episode 5) and there is consensual violence. The sequel is started but not posted yet.

If you want to try a bdsm fic that’s not messed up but still has lots of great consent and eventually communication, @lostelfwriting ‘s Dancing with the Brutes is also one of my favourites. I loved what she did with Lucienne and Titania for me in Queen Brat. It gives a better picture of what bdsm might look like in real life.

If you want to try dancinbutterfly’s writing but aren’t ready for bdsm, Fuckboi Hob vs the Endless Family Dinner is hilarious and rough but not so heavy. It’s also a favourite, but in a normal fic way, not an obsessed with it way.

And hey if you’re caught up on FBD and want to read my fanfics of it, here’s a link to my master list of those!

[vriah]

Fuckboi Dream Was Forced To Experience The Mortifying Ordeal Of Being Alive And All He Got Was This Stupid Husband (by Fall Out Boy) by @dancinbutterfly

[karalynlovescake]

FBD Text posts by Carrie Fisher

In honor of the latest chapter of FBD -

Text posts by Carrie Fisher for the characters of "Fuckboi Dream Was Forced to Experience The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Alive and All He Got Was this Stupid Husband (by Fall Out Boy)"

@dancinbutterfly

[tellmewhatnottodo]

I love how quiet some tumblrs get on the weekends. All the fuckboys hanging with their wives and children again…

[vintage-tigre]

[tryan-a-bex]

Sorry not the same person who asked the ask you just answered, but the gang rape was never tagged appropriately - it's why I stopped reading the fic entirely. It has really questionable ethics and depicts BDSM as more of an abusive situation rather than what it is. As someone who's been on the scene for nearly 3 decades now, it kind of horrifying to read. Please make sure you're safe when you are in such settings!! Hugs and kisses!

Hi! I just wrote more about that scene here:

I saw it as a gang bang with drugs: Murphy was intentional about his choices going in, they let him go as soon as he communicated his safeword, he took responsibility for his choices, and Hob was there to help him learn after the fact that he can make better choices for himself. That’s how it read to me.

So yeah, FBD is extreme and also fictional and I get that. I don’t, and will never, practice bdsm to that extent. I’m very careful and taking it slow. There are things in the fic that are not recommended in real life, like combining sex and drugs, and I can enjoy those fictional bad choices while steering away from them in real life. I could give more examples—Murphy is really messed up, and I can explore my pain through his experience without following the impulses he did to wreck himself. That’s the point of good fiction, right?

As someone who’s been in a cult, I am very sensitive to power dynamics and there is nothing in FBD (or the server) that pings my power and control sensitivity. Like, it’s very, very choiceful. That’s what I took from it. The message I got is not that it’s fine to permanently mark someone in bdsm (ykinmkato), but that you have to have limits and say no and ask for what you want. And the right person will require that, not fight it. I’m sorry you don’t see that, but I’m glad you stopped reading when you had to. That’s kind of the point. Curate your own experience but you know, also don’t kink-shame.

[tryan-a-bex]

Fanfic character by @dancinbutterfly in Fuckboi Dream Was Forced To Experience The Mortifying Ordeal Of Being Alive And All He Got Was This Stupid Husband (by Fall Out Boy)

Art by @teejaystumbles

Meme by @karalynlovescake

Go check out their blogs, they are all extremely talented writers and TeeJay is an amazing artist as well!

And yes, my blorbo is from a fanfic. It’s a dead dove fic, please mind the tags, take care of yourself, and be an adult before reading.

having a blorbo is like. he’s in my head. he’s in there. crawlin around. don’t know how to get him out of there. there he is.

[tryan-a-bex]

just wondering why are you so obsessed with fuckboi dream? i remember you handing me a long list of triggers when you'd offered to beta for me way back (completely valid) and fuckboi dream is like a minefield of untagged triggers like gang rape etc so the extreme switch seems a little worrying. hope youre doing well either way

Hi! This is actually an excellent question! Thank you for asking! (For anyone who is curious, we are talking about Fuckboi Dream Was Forced To Experience The Mortifying Ordeal Of Being Alive And All He Got Was This Stupid Husband (by Fall Out Boy) by @dancinbutterfly .)

When I started reading fanfic I had a bunch of unaddressed stuff and I wasn’t sure how it was going to affect me. In most stories I could just read on and deal with it, but for beta reading I have to concentrate on it so I’m still more careful when beta reading.

So as things went on, what happened was that I was not affected by some of the things I thought would be triggering, and I was bothered by the seemingly harmless domestic scenes. The only scene in FBD that has caught me off guard was one where Hob buys jewelry for Murphy. Dishwashing was an issue in a fic. People don’t tag for these things. I avoided pregnancy fics for a while. (See, also, if something bugs me a bit, I can read it anyway and get used to it, and then it bothers me less in real life too. It’s great for exposure therapy, but the warning helps. This is why I can read Corinthian fics now—practice.)

And what I realized was that the issue for me is not what is going on, but whether there is clear consent (or at least a clear recognition that it’s not consensual, as in some of @mallory-x’s excellent bdsm fics). Fuckboi Dream is one of the best fics I’ve read for bdsm protocol—it’s showing that past issues like gang rape can be healed through very consensual relationship but it doesn’t have to be vanilla.

See, even my vanilla relationships had lots of non-consensual stuff. Assumptions, expectations, and just plain differences of opinion that ended up harming me. Generally not violent, just every day stuff. Through FBD and Dancing with the Brutes by @lostelfwriting I learned that I can have what I want in a relationship and it can be consensual and it can be rough and that’s okay.

So I struggled with the questions that raised for months. Then I started researching. Then I joined the local bdsm community. After being too scared to date for a dozen years, now I’m coming up on my one year anniversary with my new partner who understands consent and gives me what I want. I can say yes to flogging and no to dishwashing, if I want (and I do). I have a lot of new kinky friends. I don’t have to worry about them being creepy because they understand consent. The community understands consent, so as long as I can say no (that’s my job) or safeword, people will jump in to help me if I need it (and I’ve done it for others). (You have to be able to say no. My belief is that you are not ready for any relationship if you can’t give and take a clear no. But especially a bdsm relationship.)

Knock on effects continue. Once I had a partner, I was able to find a therapist too. After getting my autistic knuckles rapped one time too many in another server, I found a home with the lovely people in the FBD server, where the rules are transparent and not difficult to follow and the conversation doesn’t run too fast for me to follow, and many of us have disabilities and histories so our stories don’t shock each other.

So, yeah. Absolutely, don’t go blind into FBD. The gang rape was probably initially tagged but there’s a tag limit so the list has been edited. (And in that situation, it didn’t bother me because Murphy considered it kinda consensual—he got into it on purpose— it was his friends who were horrified because he struggled to get out of it—the whole point of the story is that he deserves better and he can have rough without losing consent.) Beyond all the bad stuff which happened to Murphy and Desire, it’s a story about getting hurt searching for love, and then healing with the help of friends (at least the first 22 chapters). I needed that, and it changed my life.

[rockangelwicked]

So I was enjoying my ExoticPole playlist while training and this song came up

And suddendly I had this feeling that it belongs to @dancinbutterfly fuckboi dream universe and now I cannot unsee it.

[tryan-a-bex]

Hi tumblr frens!

I love this fic I wrote, about young human!Murphy meeting immortal!Hob every decade as he grows (Hob doesn’t recognize him until he’s an adult, of course). It’s a fanfic of Fuckboi Dream (dead dove, mind the tags), but it’s pretty much my usual sweet fluffy crack (okay there’s some bdsm references for Hob in ‘79 and a narrow escape for Desire and Dream as young teens in 1989).

Baby!Murphy’s story starts with The Endless Family Dinner, which is my interpretation of how he came to be, and continues with his first meeting with his nanny, Nanny Ashtoreth, called I am the Batman. Those first two have gotten my usual level of engagement, but the third one, above, is languishing. Would someone be willing to give it some love for me? (No knowledge of FBD required.)

Simon suddenly stepped to the side of the path, gesturing at Hob to follow his example. Hob stood aside as the red-haired nanny passed by with the pram of babies. She was dressed all in black, and had at least two of them in there. Besides the ones in the pram, she had a slightly bigger one by hand, and he was bawling his eyes out.

Read more on ao3

I love you! Thank you!

[seiya-starsniper]

SNIPPET - Dreamling Bingo (Robin Hood AU Retired Dream)

For @dreamlingbingo Square A3 - replacing Robin Hood AU with the Adoptable Prompt: Retired Dream

Snippet itself is rated General, actual fic will be Explicit

other snippets under the tag #retired dream is a fuckboy wip

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“Before we go on,” Hob says, trying his best to get some blood back into his brain and out of his cock, “We need to set some rules.” 

Murphy, predictably, frowns in confusion. 

“Are you referring to play rules?” he asks. 

“Not quite,” Hob answers. “I mean rules for how things are going to be, after we have sex.”

This time, Murphy outright grimaces and sighs in frustration. The sour look on his face tells Hob he knows where this conversation is going. 

“Humans have such complex feelings about sex,” he complains. 

“And you didn’t before?” Hob shoots back.  “Mr. ‘I sent a woman to hell because she had regrets about being with me?’”

“That was—” Murphy wrinkles his nose and grimaces. Oh, Hob knew all about Murphy’s past relationships, at least, the ones while he was still Endless, and how poorly those had ended.

“Was—?” Hob asks, letting the question hang between them. Murphy may have been able to get away with not communicating clearly when he was still inhuman, but that sort of thing didn’t work in his new existence.

“I was different then,” Murphy says after a brief silence. “Everything was so much…more intense. My loneliness, my responsibilities, my entire existence.”

“And now?” Hob asks. 

“Now,” Murphy replies, sticking his tongue out playfully and shrugging. “Now I can just focus on my pleasure. My wants. My needs. And the world would not end for it.” Hob snorts and rolls his eyes fondly.

“Sure, sure,” he says with an easy smile. “Far be it from me to disagree with a fun time. But you and I both know that doesn’t mean you’re not breaking hearts along the way while you’re finding yourself.” 

Murphy’s face twists in discomfort, and Hob knows he’s plucked a sensitive string. He wonders just how many hearts Murphy has broken since becoming human. He feels kind of bad for them, really. Murphy was so pretty and so emotional. There’s probably a few songs about him out there in the world if Hob had to guess. 

“I suppose you’re right,” Murphy finally acquiesces with a sigh. “Just because I am no longer directly tangled with the collective unconsciousness does not mean I am not affecting others. It is just…different.” He looks distinctly uncomfortable now, like he’s expecting some sort of judgment from Hob about his behavior. But Hob knows better than to throw stones in glass houses. Part of the reason he’d even wanted to live forever was so that he could bed as many women as he wanted. And men too, once he realized he enjoyed their company as well. 

“You remember what I said when I first set you loose on the world?” Hob asks, more gently this time. Murphy tilts his head, thinking, and isn’t that a sight? His friend has to actually struggle to remember things now. 

“You said,” Murphy replies then pauses. Then his eyes widen. “You said that I should treat others how I would wish to be treated myself.”

Hob smiles. “Golden Rule of living forever,” he replies. 

Murphy snorts. “And how would you wish for me to treat you then?” 

“Not like a one-night stand, for one thing,” Hob replies easily, stepping closer into Murphy’s personal space. “I’m your friend, not some fling you pick up at a club.” He reaches a hand to caress Murphy’s face. “So you communicate with me all your needs, or we don’t do this, okay?” 

Murphy inhales sharply and sways into Hob’s touch. “Yes,” he replies, eyes fluttering.

[tryan-a-bex]

Oh yay! Come now we’re going to start daily chapters again soon!!!

you ever read a fic so good you want to sit around and discuss it with people english class style

[laurasbailey]

beauregard lionett was rarely wrong when it actually counted and was often many steps ahead of everyone else intellectually and she still does not get enough recognition for that idc what anyone says

[tryan-a-bex]

My contribution to dreamling day: I finally posted my fanfics of Fuckboi Dream! (Link to source material: Fuckboi Dream Was Forced To Experience The Mortifying Ordeal Of Being Alive And All He Got Was This Stupid Husband (by Fall Out Boy) Mind the tags.)

These were written over the course of the last year but the deal was we could post them after the reunion was written. It's coming soon, y'all! All of these are rated Teen, mostly due to the canon subject matter.

First, my series about Murphy as a child:

The Endless Family Dinner; or How it All Started (1.4k) Destruction and Delirium plan a fishbowl rescue. What could possibly go wrong? (My wrong answer to how they got that way.)

I am the Batman (600 words) Nanny Ashtoreth meets her new charges--and they are clearly neglected but also so so cute.

Before the Torture Garden (1.7k) Hob unknowingly meets Murphy every decade, at 4, 14, and 24.

The angst and waiting were too much for me and Hob. Hob's therapist wrote a paper about it: The New Parameters of Grieving: when they might come back. (300 words)

I dealt with it by writing a happy reunion between Murphy, Hob and Oneiros... several times as we went along.

Keep Him for a While (2.4k) Murphy returns on New Years Day. Calliope tells Oneiros to ask Hob and Murphy for help, and he does.

Have you tried talking to him? (1.4k) Hob and Oneiros meet for the second time, and when Oneiros lets slip that he plans to reintegrate the Murphy facet, Hob suggests that they ask Murphy if he has any better solutions.

Dreams are Real and Stories have Power (2.6k) Murphy tells Hob about a nightmare he has after his visit to Fawney Rig, and Hob can’t leave it alone. (A fishbowl rescue set in the Fuckboi Dream universe.)

The Work Circle; or, Killing Everyone is Not Good Problem Solving (3.7k) At the cereal convention, Rose leads a workshop on how to not solve all your problems by killing everyone. 

Fuck Nasty (375 words) Could they solve their problems with a sex contest instead of an eldritch power battle? Let's try it and see. (Spoiler, there's no actual sex in this one.)

Calliope and Matthew are Geniuses (1.8k) Matthew fetches Calliope, and she persuades Oneiros to listen to reason and talk to Desire.

[tryan-a-bex]

@dancinbutterfly @karalynlovescake @meadowziplines Book Club (there’s more but I don’t know their tumblrs)

not reading wips feels anti-fanfiction to me. and i don't mean that in a "so you're a bad person if you don't read them" kinda way. do what you want. but i also feel, that you are completely missing the point. with fanfiction you're supposed to come along for the ride. the epic highs and lows of highschool football. the comment sections. the conversations. the theories. the "sorry i didn't update last week i was abducted by aliens and then my cat got stuck in a tree." LIKE. if you just want a story that's fully finished and polished go to a bookstore. fanfic is an EXPERIENCE. and ALSO. participating in the process is part of the way you make fanfic writing worth while. it's part of how you thank authors. like why would anyone write fanfiction if no one was going to interact with them until it was done? it again feels like a way that fanfiction is being eaten by consumer culture. you're waiting for your product. but this is supposed to be a club. you don't turn up to drama club like "where's my play bitch?" NO ma'am. we're supposed to paint these cardboard trees together. ok. i may have lost control of this metaphor. BUT YOU GET IT.

[notallsandmen]

1589 Hob really was the epitome of a 16th century fuckboi: goatee, wife, child, lamb

LifE iS sO rIcH — be despondent like the rest of us, you coward