#hug the fundy

[typical-fundie-fridays-fan]

Side Hug Poses! (for the whole family!)

Hey again y'all!

I know I've dropping stuff pretty out of the blue despite saying that I'd be taking a break, but I just have so much sitting around!

I've been using these poses in my personal games and have finally edited them to where I feel okay posting them for y'all to use, so enjoy!

Pose descriptions in order:

The "Awkward Mid-Talking" Side Hug: M is in the middle of talking and F looks so awkward.

The "Hands to Myself" Side Hug: M is in classic side hug position and F has her hands folded in front of her.

The "Horny Side HugTM": F is wrapping her arms around M's waist (how SINFUL) and M is resting his head on hers.

Sisters Before Misters Side Hug: Two adult or teen F's, side hugging and laughing.

Big Brother/Dad Side Hug: Child on the left, and adult/teen M on the right.

Two Little Ones Side Hug: Two Child sims, classic side hug moment.

Big Sister/Mom Side Hug: Adult/teen F squatting down and leaning into a side hug with Child on the right.

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[calamari-minecraft-corner]

As much as I would love to see Cala in 600 strike bc in a way it would fit her there’s one part that would be like- a defining moment- which is the end bc well.. Cala is like the foil of vengeance-

The reason why is that Cala is a paladin of *redemption* and she wouldn’t do.. that- as much as she would want to bc god she needs it

But if she did it would definitely make her an oath breaker bc it does not follow the views of redemption and more so the views of vengeance! I feel like if she start doing that then she wouldn’t stop and it would lead her to be a full on oathbreaker paladin- but at the same time I feel like it would be so fucking interesting to see her stoop to that level even for a moment

However

Spooky is not tied to oaths and WILL GLADLY STAB A BITCH OVER AND OVER - also just to make it even better;

Sam: How will you sleep at night?

Spooky with no hesitation: next to my wife <3

[writing-oof]

the ancient writings for swap-verse fundy

(Fundy and Fundy have words. Also, give your other-son a hug, Wilbur.)

[Wilbur pulls back just enough to see his son's face. He doesn't look like the Fundy Wilbur put to bed. His cheeks are slightly sallow and hollowed like he hasn't eaten in a while. Bags line his eyes lightly like he hasn't slept in some time.

Wilbur has a lot of questions, but only a few of them matter.]

"You really shouldn't be here," Fundy says again, watching Tubbo carefully with wide eyes.

Tubbo sighs.

"Fundy, your dad asked me to come here," Tubbo says, and Fundy shakes his head.

"You're lying," he declares, "Wilbur's dead."

Tubbo stills, Fundy's half-packed bag in his lap.

"Why would your dad be dead, Fundy?"

Fundy shrugs.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Tubbo asks and Fundy scowls.

"It wasn't a nightmare," he insists, "It was real! Wilbur blew up L'Manberg and Philza killed him and Dream's a lying bitch and everybody sucks."

"Even me?" Tubbo asks and Fundy makes a face.

"You tried," he says, "But you were busy with everything else. Snowchester and, uh, Michael? The baby ziglin? I dunno."

It sounds like a nightmare, for the most part. It doesn't explain why Fundy says Michael's name like he's a stranger.

"You don't remember Michael?"

"You showed him to me," Fundy denies, "It's just been a while."

Fundy kicks his legs from where he's sat on the bed and Tubbo considers him.

"We're going to see Michael," Tubbo decides.

Fundy harrumphs. Tubbo raises an eyebrow.

"Fiinnnee," Fundy says, "But I don't wanna see Ghostbur."

...Probably not a nightmare, then.

"You won't," Tubbo promises because, for all Wilbur's attempts, Ghostbur is still holed up somewhere in Wilbur's head.

Fundy sighs dramatically. "Okay, then. I guess we can go."

"Great," Tubbo says, zipping Fundy's bag shut and hoisting it over his shoulder.

---

Fundy eyes him suspiciously from across the table.

"Give me a hug," he demands, eyes narrowed.

Wilbur, still not entirely sure what's going on, walks over and gives his son a hug. He wraps his arms around Fundy and pulls him tightly to his chest. Fundy's breath hitches noticeably and his eyes shine in the dim kitchen lighting.

"I can feel you," Fundy whispers under his breath, tiny fists grabbing at the back of his shirt.

"I'm right here," Wilbur promises, "I'm right here."

Wilbur pulls back just enough to see his son's face. He doesn't look like the Fundy Wilbur put to bed. His cheeks are slightly sallow and hollowed like he hasn't eaten in a while. Bags line his eyes lightly like he hasn't slept in some time.

Wilbur has a lot of questions, but only a few of them matter.

"Is my Fundy safe?" he asks and the Fundy in his arms nods hurriedly.

"He's fine," Fundy rushes, "He's upstairs. He's just sleeping, I promise."

"Are you safe?" Wilbur asks.

Fundy's grip on his shirt tightens almost imperceptibly.

"As much as I can be," he says, something bitter in his voice.

Wilbur's heart aches.

---

"So you're me?" the other Fundy asks.

Wilbur looks between the two, bewildered.

"If anybody's anybody, you're me," Fundy huffs. The other Fundy raises an eyebrow, unimpressed.

"You're a baby," the other Fundy says

[wolfmage553]

You Can't Push Away Someone Who Knows How You Feel

Kremy Lecroux met Fundy alongside the rest of The Krew when sneaking into the same place Fundy was sneaking into.

Turns out the little fox boy the lord of the castle was keeping as a servant was Fundy's son, Yogurt.

Kremy instantly noticed the air of sadness around Fundy, though he insisted he was fun.

After a few more run ins, Fundy and Yogurt officially joined The Krew.

Kremy was on watch when he overheard muffled talking. He listened closely to overhear Fundy talking to his son.

"I'm giving you the choice here, Yogurt. I don't want to leave you behind but I don't want you to leave behind people you love just because of who I am. Maybe it'll be better for you if I become a memory before history repeats itself. Everyone here loves you. They only love the shadow of me. If they saw me as I really am, they'd leave me like everyone else has."

Something about Fundy's words brought tears to Kremy's eyes. Tears he quickly wiped away.

Kremy saw that Fundy was carrying his belongings as he exited the tent, Kremy pretended he was just looking at the fire and saw Fundy look back into the tent with a sorrow filled look before walking into the forest.

Kremy quickly raced into Gideon's tent to wake him up for watch. Once Gideon was up and ready to watch, Kremy raced into the forest after Fundy.

Fundy almost instantly knew he was being followed. You don't survive two wars with only one canon life lost by not being observant of all sounds.

He pointed his sword in the direction of the noise and saw that it was Kremy.

Shit.

He did it again.

He just now pointed a sword at someone who cared for him again.

Now Kremy was going to

"I overheard your conversation with your son in the tent."

Fuck.

He thought he was being as quiet as possible.

"You shouldn't concern yourself with me, Kremy. It's better if I disappear from your life."

"Why? Because everyone else abandons you?"

"Because I keep fucking up every relationship I'm in. I push away the people I love. I hurt them and destroy their lives irreversibly. Every place I've called home is in ruins because of me. I'm a jinx, a fucking curse. You, Gideon, Frost, Gricko, Hootsie and Yogurt will have a much better life without me in it."

Kremy no longer saw Fundy in front of him.

He saw himself.

The same self hatred. The same belief that if the people he loved knew the real him, they'd leave.

Fundy is what Kremy is like underneath the mask of Carnival Lecroux ringleader and leader of The Krew.

Kremy stepped forward, a look of empathy on his face, and pulled Fundy into a hug.

Kremy said "If bad shit starts to happen, we can handle it. Trust me, we've done far worse than anything you've ever done."

That opened the floodgates as Fundy held Kremy and began to cry. Kremy held Fundy close, now caring for how soaked his suit would be.

Once the crying changed to a soft hiccupping, Kremy said "Let's head back to camp. I'm sure some sleep and a full belly in the morning will do us both good."

Fundy nodded and the pair of them walked side by side back to camp.

Gideon asked "What happened?"

Kremy replied "Had to have a chat with Fundy without waking everyone else up."

Gideon said "Oh."

Kremy and Fundy headed to their own respective tents to sleep, knowing next day was the beginning of a new chapter in their respective lives.

-----

It had been a few months since Fundy decided to return to his homeland. Something about wanting to make peace with his past.

Kremy wanted to talk Fundy out of going back. After all, what good would it do to go back to a place that brought you nothing but misery and self hatred issues, but Fundy was his own person and this was his choice.

Fundy did return, recounting the good things but the many bad things.

Kremy asked "Did you make peace with your past?"

Fundy replied "As much peace as I could have."

Kremy said "Good. 'cause I'm not allowing you to go back there again. I don't care if you somewhat reconciled with your grandfather, Gideon is still gonna have to hold me back from knocking your grandfather's teeth in if he ever crosses paths with me."

Fundy chuckled and said "I'll be sure to warn my grandfather if I see him again."

[delicehm]

A lonely ghost finds out that the world didn't change much since the last time he was alive x2

I finished this sketchhhh. Kind of. There was meant to be a background but I was to lazy to find the stream to get a reference

[aro-throughyourchest]

I keep doing this thing where I look at a character design and if I think it I’m like, “Oh yeah they would give GREAT hugs” based on clothing or aura but now I’m gonna shout out characters who I do not think good hugs:

c!Quackity: I think during L’Manberg he would have these really big hugs where he loops his entire arm around your shoulder and pulls you in with a ton of energy like a dad but during Las Nevadas all you can kind of smell is gunpowder and cigarette smoke, mixed with the texture of his shirt

c!Phil: I just think his hugs are like the hugs from a distant parent, where they like don’t take up a lot of space and it kind of just feels like cardboard

c!Dream: probably would try to crush you

[only1lorrie]

[random-dsmp-fan-8456]

Thanks for the pain...

no I’m not getting over this

[raccoonscribbles]

TITLE; YOU WALK IN ON THEM STREAMING

one of those unfinished/not wanting to be posted things

warnings; I wrote this forever ago and do not write for many of the people on here, do not ask and be mad if I say I don’t write for them

Y/n went in as Wilbur streamed, cupping his cheeks, he stared up at her, she smiled. He kissed her palm, staring at her.

•

Y/n went in as Tommy streamed, cupping his cheeks. He pulled away, she watched and then slowly, he moved his head back to her cheeks, glaring at her.

•

Y/n went in as Quackity streamed, cupping his cheeks.

”What’re you doing?” He said, she went to leave.

”I didn’t say stop!” He pulled her back.

•

Y/n went in as Fundy streamed, cupping his cheeks. He placed his hands on her hips, pulling her to the chair with him, hugging her tightly.

•

Y/n went in as Ranboo streamed, cupping his cheeks.

”Hi.” Ranboo said.

”I love you.” She rubbed his cheeks, she felt him grin under her hands.

•

Y/n went in as Tubbo streamed, cupping his cheeks.

”Hi, love.” He said.

”Tubbooooo” She whined, he loved his hands and cupped her cheeks.

•

Y/n went in as George streamed, cupping his cheeks.

He smiled sweetly at her.

”I love you.” George pulled her head down and kissed her.

[blakeswritingimagines]

When You Cup Their Face

Dream: He is very happy and calm, feeling safe and being able to calm down if he’s feeling anxious. A nice, sweet, tender cupping would make him feel loved and that you are there for him if he needs you.

Sapnap: He’s probably be very surprised because they'd never done anything like that before, I think he’d feel really happy and loved, and probably smile a lot. He’d probably just hold your hand for a while, or put his arms around you, just because it feels good, he might end up blushing a bit too, because it'd be a little embarrassing to have someone do something like that out of nowhere. But he’d definitely enjoy being with someone who was comfortable showing their affection in that way.

George: He would be so confused, He’d would be like woah.. then probably laugh a little because it would be so funny. It really depends on you, he is not too big on physical touch. I think it could be nice for him to have a partner who likes physical touch so he’s happy but surprised.

Wilbur: He would probably have a mixed reaction of confusion and some form of happiness. He would be confused as to why you would do it and what you would do after but at the same time he would probably enjoy the feeling of your hands on his face.might just try it on you too and see how you liked it

Fundy: He would probably blush a lot because he’s very easily embarrassed about it. But he would really appreciate that. It would truly make him feel loved and I’m pretty sure it would put a smile on his face. He would probably try to cup your face too if he was brave enough. It would be the perfect moment to do so.

Karl: He would feel his heart swell with love. He feels like he’s waited forever for someone to be this interested in him. For you to cup his face shows you really know and appreciate the real him. He would think of all of the people who were doubtful, and say to himself, “Haha, I made it! They were wrong!”.

Eret: Feels like it would be an affectionate gesture coming from you. Would most likely blush and not know what to say or do. It would probably make them feel loved and special. It would be a very sweet moment that they would not want to end.

Foolish: He would be flustered as he would not expect you to do this suddenly to him. He would smile and look at you with love, then he would then give you a kiss on the cheek just wanting to show you the same kind of soft love you gave him along with the warm fuzzy feelings.

Niki: She would be so flustered! It would be the cutest thing ever. Like she would immediately blush and smile and her heart would beat really fast. She would also be so happy knowing that you wanted to be so close to her and hold her face. She just wants to be loved and for that to happen would be so cute and amazing to her.

Ranboo: The most realistic answer here is I would say he’s shocked for a moment but he would let you. He would just stare back, then smile a little. After that he would ask "what was that for?" then laugh a little and say "but it was cute" then go in for a hug.

[autistic-lesbianism]

These are the characters if you don’t know them (left to right for all rows)

Natsuki from Doki Doki Literature Club (DDLC) Jack Russell from Bluey Ron from Bad Parenting David/Yellow Guy from Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared (DHMIS) Augustus “Gus” Porter from The Owl House (TOH) Daisuke from Mouthwashing Charles “Charlie” Francis Spring from Heartstopper Moxxie from Helluva Boss (HB) Isabella Eastwood from Andy’s Apple Farm (AAF) Fundy from Dream Smp (Dsmp) Everyone should know the last one

[tuesday-teyz]

I wonder what the BR! Characters would think of their DSMP counterparts? (all separated from the creators ofc)

uhhh suicide mention tw for the c wil part Theseus would probably have a negative gut reaction but be waaay jealous of his more lively counterpart (I mean assuming it’s not the arcs where c!tommy is more serious). He’s like “you have NO titles and NO land” and then gets promptly smacked across the face /j

C!techno would be incredibly offended (government go brrr).

C!Phil isn’t as good as a person as the fandom makes him out to be but he would still have some choice words for br!phil.

C!kristin (she’s canon to the dsmp right??) would be standing in an empty room.

I think br!purpled and c!purpled are pretty similar. Maybe the latter is a little more morally gray.

c!Wilbur would… really hate him? I mean Br!Wilbur reminds one of the Lmanburg era a lot, AND then the whole thing with how he treated Theseus. C!Wilbur is far from being a saint but he was never abusive towards Tommy in canon. He never actually wanted to kill anyone besides himself (and Schlatt, as shown in the stream where Q and Tommy talked him down from the button). Idk and I think br!wilbur would be mindblown about the fact that c!wilbur and c Tommy aren’t actually brothers

Br!Dream would get a gun.

Theseus would scrunch his nose at Tommy, get bitten and then shout about getting rabies (they trauma bond and give one another a hug sitting on top of an ugly cobblestone tower that neither of them will ever mention again)

C!Techno would most definitely get offended and jab fun at br!Techno, to which he'd respond along the lines of, "You're literally just a pig." They find each other... tolerable. Only minor injuries are involved when they have a go at each with swords and shields

For Phil, that's a fifty/fifty cause the only canonical child of c!Phil is Wilbur, and I think they can relate to each other in terms of how they failed that particular father-son bond. C!Phil can be kind to c!Tommy at times but he did blow up his home and helped his abuser twice, so i don't think he gets to talk shit

I'd like to imagine c!Kristin and br!Kristin hanging out in some astral space drinking tea

I think c!Wilbur would be mad at br!Wilbur's treatment of Tommy in the same way that br!Wilbur would be mad at c!Wilbur's treatment of Fundy. What do you mean you disowned your child??? And then you went ahead and blew up the place that the said child was currently in? And then died, on purpose??? With the ch40 recent developments, he'd be especially pissed about the last part

Br!Dream has never seen a gun and doesn't know how to use one, but he can and will unload a literal cannon on c!Dream. Alternatively he breaks into Pandora's Vault for the sole purpose of shanking him with a piece of glass until he resembles cheddar cheese (he'd adore c!Drista though. Imagine that: he gets to have two adorable little sisters with penchant for chaos; on the downside his chances of getting stabbed with a fork also double)

[calamari-minecraft-corner]

Just something about dnd!Fundy doing everything in his power to make his dad proud of him only for it to fail and him feeling like he’d be better off not existing and he had enough of the favoritism— and it doesn’t help his grandfather was nowhere to be found and his mother well… was gone. So he really had no one and that’s why he ran away when Wilbur got worse.

Relistened to a certain part in Dungeons and Daddies S1 and wow it sure is fueling my inspiration for dnd!Fundy

[lesbosaur1]

Scars, a DNF Fic

okay guys this took forever to write, and I'm still not sure how to format this stuff in Tumblr, but here we go!! 2.9k words!

George always wondered why Dream only wore hoodies and long sleeves.

TW: Language, mentions of self harm, suggestion of Alcohol

Everyone has scars. Either mental or physical. And George knows this well. Not so much the physical part, as his few scars are from stupid childhood shticks and mosquito bites. He never really went outside or did anything stupid. He preferred to stay inside and play games with Dream, his best friend.He and Dream met ages ago, but now that they finally live together with Sapnap, George has been noticing some things that he never saw before. Mostly because he didn’t know what Dream had looked like for years, but he recently has been noticing that Dream doesn’t wear short-sleeved shirts. Always hoodies, mostly merch from his friend’s channels. But even when he first came out to meet George when the two first met in real life, he still had long sleeves. Which annoys George for some reason. He wants to know everything about Dream. Not in a love way, George doesn’t love Dream. At least he thinks so.

So while Dream is out shopping with Sapnap, George stays back, frustratedly flopping onto a couch. He had tried literally everything he could think of to get Dream to take his hoodie off. Including turning the heat up in the house. Which only led to Sapnap complaining and walking around shirtless for an hour. But not Dream.

He groans and tosses his head back, only to be immediately whacked in the face with a tail. Spitting hair out of his mouth he turns to glare at Patches. But he can’t stay mad at that face. Especially since that’s Dream’s cat…..

He picks Patches up and ignoring her annoyed grunts, stares her in the eyes.

“What is he hiding?” He mumbles to the cat, like she’s going to tell him.

Patches blinks, swats him in the face and jumps off the couch to go do cat things. George sighs. He knows it’s weird. Like, why does he care so much about seeing Dream’s arms? It’s not like he finds Dream attractive, or has a thing for arms. He just wants to know. Right?

He jumps up as the main door opens. He hadn’t even heard the car! Sapnap walks in with a pineapple for some reason and Dream follows behind him. In a hoodie with Bad’s logo on it.

George sighs. ‘Of course’ he thinks.Then flushes, did he sigh out loud?

Dream looks at him. “Did you finish editing?” He asks in that stupid, idiotic, not at all deep, definitely not attractive voice of his. George blinks. “Uhhhh” he trails off. Dream rolls his eyes. “I’m not doing it for ya George. You’re not conning me into it again!”

Sapnap’s voice echoes from the kitchen. “He’ll do it George! You know he’s too much of a simp to say no”

Dream jumps over the couch and runs at Sapnap. “Take that back idiot!” He says, bear hugging Sapnap and picking him up off the floor. George watches with an amused face, used to the two of them fighting. He knows Dream doesn’t like him like that. He watches as Dream tosses Sapnap onto the couch like a doll, his mind flashing to thoughts of how strong Dream must be, and what his muscles look like…..

His face flushes and he smacks his head lightly, ‘Stop thinking about him like that George! That’s your best friend!’ He says to himself internally.

But the thought is still in his head. ‘you two kissed already remember? And you liked it’ George internally yells at himself. It was New Year's Eve, and being high on exhilaration from finally being together and a bit tipsy on champagne, had resulted in a hug and soft peck that wasn't spoken of again. George didnt like thinking about that.

Eventually they get up, go through the routine, his thoughts spiraling like this rollercoaster him and Dream had gone on together, Dream’s arm wrapped around his waist for balance. ‘dammit george’

They eat dinner together like always. For some reason Fundy ends up calling Sapnap after, so it ends up being just George and Dream for a few hours. George keeps everything normal, talking about a chat he had with Puffy and Tommy and Wilbur’s latest stream, a reaction to an upcoming movie. It’s about ten when Dream gets up, motioning to his room. “Gonna go change” he says. George nods, denying his quickening pulse. It’s risky, what he wants to do, but they’re best friends, nothing could go wrong!

He sits and mulls for a while.He can hear Sapnap’s muffled conversation from his room, talking about some anime character or other, but he walks past his door, not chiming in. Instead he walks up to Dream’s door. His pulse is fast, faster then when he plays for MCC. Maybe not as fast as when he stepped out of Sapnap’s Tesla and saw Dream, the sun raining around his face and broad shoulders, making him look like a god, handsome and beautiful and…..

He ignores that thought, squares his shoulders, and pushes open Dream’s door. The heat hits him in the face first, Dream”s bathroom door open, steam billowing from it into the room. George swallows thickly. This feels different then his normal curiosity. But things with Dream have been different lately anyways.

He pushes all thoughts out of his mind and peers around the bathroom door. His best friend is standing in front of the mirror, fiddling with his phone, his hair wet. There's a towel around his shoulders. George follows down every line of muscles, making it down to his basketball shorts, where the edge of his boxers peek out. His face is red and his pulse is definitely faster then that first meeting now. His thoughts are racing so fast he can't even make out a coherent one except ‘whoa’

His eyes catch a twisted scar on Dream’s leg, and some nicks on his arms. He can't see his right shoulder yet, but he longs to.

And then Dream looks up.

‘god George you're such an idiot’ is what races through his mind at first then, ‘could my face get any redder?’ One glance in the mirror says that it can. He nervously meets Dream’s eyes.

“George?” He says, in a confused tone, turning to him.“Shit shit shit sorry Dream I just-” He cuts off seeing Dream’s right shoulder. He lets out a small gasp and steps forward, all thoughts of embarrassment rushing from his head, only focusing on the multitude of purple, and white parallel scars going down Dream’s shoulder to his forearm. A tentative finger reaches out and brushes along one.

“Dream?” He says softly. “What-?” Dream is the one to turn away this time, his hand reaching for his hoodie which is hanging in the back of the door. George catches his wrist, his small fingers encircling it.Dream’s eyes flick up to his. “George” his voice is small, sad, broken, “don't do this. It doesn't matter anymore, they're old, its-”

“That does matter!” George’s heart throbs with pain. His eyes flick across the scars, counting in his head. ‘twelve’ he notes. He sighs. He can't- can't just do that. His eyes were so pleading.

He sighs. “What's that one from?” He points at the scarred over gash on Dream's leg.

Dream blinks. “W-what? I thought you- umm I was geocaching and I fell into some quicksand. I was with my girlfriend and sister and I had to pull myself out alone cause they weren't there. A stick caught. Why are you-”

George cuts him off, ignoring the weird sting from Dream saying the word ‘girlfriend’ that can't be jealousy. Why would he be jealous of Dream having an ex girlfriend?

“And that one?” He says pointing towards what looks like a skinned knee that never healed.

Dream swallows. “Uh there was a spider in my car and I jumped out of it, but my sister was still in the car and I hadn't put it into park so it was rolling away” A faint smile crosses his lips. “I had to jump into the car and stop it. Skinned my knee real bad”

Before George can think, he reaches out and traces a small little pucker on Dream’s bare chest. He pulls back with a gasp as what he just did hit him. ‘Goddamnit George! Why are you acting like this??’

He puts on a small smile. “I- uh- what is that one from?”

He didn't notice that Dream’s muscles tensed up at his touch, that the taller man’s face had turned a slight shade of pink.

“Uh y’know those like little blowtorch things that you can make with a lighter and hairspray?”

George sighs. “Seriously?”

Dream cracks a small smile. “It was worth it! It was really cool!”

George's smile slowly turns back into a soft, but serious expression again. “And those?” he says, resisting the urge to trace all twelve of those white/purple lines.Dream fidgets with his hands before pushing past George to go sit on his bed. George's face heats up again as his shoulder brushes against Dream’s bare skin. He follows behind him, watching as Dream tosses his towel onto the floor and sits on his bed, head in his hands.

All George wants to do is put his arms around him, like they do all the time, but something is different now. “Look, Dream. Look at me?” He says softly. Dream raises his head. His eyes are red, bleary. George hadn't noticed before but Dream looked tired today. There's a faint faint laugh from Sapnap’s room. He must still be on call with Fundy. George gathers himself, his racing thoughts starting to evolve into a headache, and sits down next to Dream. “We can just sit for now? Okay?”

He says, making sure not to touch Dream, even though he badly wants to.

Dream nods, his wet hair flinging cold droplets all over George. George shivers as they hit his skin, but he shakes it off. “So- uh- I’m sorry I kinda barged in on you changing” He starts to say slowly. “Yeah why did you? Did you need something?” Dream says, raising his head out of his hands. His chest is still bare, and George flicks his eyes away quickly, realizing he’d been tracing his abs and v-line with his gaze. His face turns red again and he coughs to cover up a small sigh. “N-no I had just been realizing that, uh, you only ever wear long sleeve stuff, and I wanted to see why” he admits. “Sorry that’s weird”

Dream smiles softly. “You could’ve just asked. I would’ve told you.” His face falters. “Maybe. I don’t know. I trust you”

They sit there in silence. Dream’s leg bounces up and down rapidly and he fidgets with his hands. George doesn’t say anything. He knows it’s hard for him to sit still.

There’s a yell from outside.“GEORGE!” It’s Sapnap, bellowing from the living room. George glances at Dream again. “I- i should go see what he wants-” He says awkwardly. Dream looks down at his hands. “Yeah. I guess you should.”

He says quietly. George stands up and walks out, not looking back even though he wants to, so bad. His heart is breaking.

“What Sapnap?” He asks, stepping into the living room where Sapnap lounges on a couch with an X-box controller in his hands. Sapnap starts rambling on about how this game that he plays is coming out with an update and that’s why Fundy called him, and he’s gonna be so mad if they get rid of this one feature. George listens, fumbling with the chain around his neck that Dream had given to him ages ago. He still hadn’t taken it off. Sapnap breaks off and squints at his shirt.

“Why is your shirt wet? You didn’t take a shower” He states. George winces. “Oh, uh Dream took a shower. From his hair”

Sapnap pauses, then a grin spreads across his face. “God the media would kill to know that. DNF for life baby!” He says, pumping his fist into the air. George sighs.

“Are you kidding? That’s so old! We all know Dream doesn’t like me like that. We’re just….. best mates.” Those words tasted bitter as he said them, which was weird as hell. He doesn’t love Dream! Not like that!

Sapnap rolls his eyes. “Gogy, gogy, gogy.” He says, standing up and putting his hands on George’s shoulders. “He looks at you like you’re his whole universe. I love you man, and as much as I would complain about third-wheeling everything, god could you two just kiss already? Like holy shit guys c’mon! Y’all considered getting married!”

George’s face flames, though he doesn’t know if it’s anger or embarrassment. ‘Embarrassment? I don’t have anything to be embarrassed about’

“I-I mean yeah but that was only so i could get a visa- and” He’s fumbling words, trying to explain himself.

Sapnap sighs. “Go to him” Sapnap says dramatically, “Go to your dream man. Geddit? Dream, man?” He laughs. George rolls his eyes, his face aflame. “Real funny” he turns away from Sapnap and almost runs back down the hallway to Dream’s room.

“Dream?” He asks softly as he walks in. Dream is still sitting on his bed, but he had a white T-shirt on. ‘Which somehow makes him look even better then shirtless, and shut the hell up George.’

He shakes his head and sits next to Dream, his shoulder brushing his, which makes his whole body go hot again. ‘damnit George’

“Sorry about Sapnap he was talking about some game and-” George's voice cuts off as Dream thunks his head onto his shoulder. George lets out a little gasp. Which is so weird. ‘We used to be so close like that all the time. But now I can't stop seeing Dream….. differently. And shut up George this isn't about you!’

He balls his hands into fists, drums them on his legs for a few beats and makes up his mind. He slowly reaches up and slides Dream’s right shirt sleeve up. He definitely notices now that Dream’s muscles tense, and his breathing quickens. ‘that doesn't mean anything right? Just best mates’ He assures himself.

“I don't know what to say” He admits eventually.

Dream sighs, and raises his head up, and George falls into his eyes. He shakes his head and snaps himself out of his trance. Dream starts to talk. “Look, George.” He starts with, George's heart starting to pound in his ears, “those first few months after the face reveal were um…. rough.”

He pauses. “And I was kind of alone then. Sapnap was in England and I was just here. Alone.” His words start to get faster, more frantic. “And I got in my head and I didn't know what else to do and it was just over and over again-” George lightly traces the scars as Dream keeps rambling. “And I know it was stupid, so so damn stupid because I just am a stupid fucking clown that messes everyth-”

George kisses him.

And it's wonderful. Just a soft kiss. But it was George’s first kiss ever (that he counts) and he didn't expect it to be like this. It was soft and simple, but George could swear that he feels Dream lean into it a little, as Dream’s long curly hair brushes his face, as his nose touches his. He pulls back and sees something, something in Dream’s eyes.

His face flushes bright red, the reddest it's ever been, his neck and ears hot as he looks down at the ground. “Sorry” he mumbles. ‘why am I so stupid with emotions!? He obviously didn't want that I seriously just messed up’

“George…..” Dream says softly. George looks down at the ground, clenching his hands into fists in his lap. “S-sorry Dream it won't happen again I didn't mean to-”

And this time it's Dream that cuts him off.

This kiss is longer, a bit deeper, more intimate. George feels Dream’s hand wind itself around his neck and into his hair, holding his head in place. He can't believe this is happening and normally he'd be way overthinking this but his head, his head was empty. None of the worry or thoughts of anything.He tentatively puts his hand on Dream’s chest, feeling his warm skin through his T-shirt, the strength that Dream holds. It breaks off and George looks up, a bit out of breath.

“I- uh. How long have you-?”

Dream smiles, “Since the best friend quiz” he admits, scratching the back of his head. “Been wanting to do that for a while”

George starts to laugh. “Dreammmmm!!” He says. “Seriously!? I've been stressed about that for ages!” His voice turns a bit more serious. “But promise me something?”

There's a heartbeat of silence. “Yeah?” comes the reply.

“If you ever…… wanna do that again,” George’s hand slides up Dream’s arm, settling in the spot where his sleeve covers the scars, “talk to me?”

“The kissing? Cause I'll be talking to you all the time then?” Dream says with a mischievous smile. George turns red again and covers his face with his hands.

“Shut up. You know what I meant.”

Dream laughs. “Fine, fine. Yes. I promise Georgenotfound that I'll talk to him if I ever feel shitty again. That work?”

“It does” George says.

“God finally” says a voice from the doorway. Sapnap stands there, eating a bag of chips. George buries his face in his hands again as Dream lunges off the bed to slam the door shut in Sapnap's face. There's a muffled shout of indignation and “we gonna have to set some ground rules now!! Hands above the lap gentlemen” yelled through the door and some wild laughter as he walks off.

Dream fidgets again before he pulls George’s hands off his face, the cool metal of his ring brushing George’s fingers.

Dream looks a bit nervous, and George's brain goes into panic mode. “What?” He asks.

“No! No no no nothing's wrong sorry George” Dream says quickly. “I just uh had been writing a new song.”

George tilts his head. “Really?”

“Um yeah. So uh can I play it for you?” He looks like a nervous puppy afraid of the response.

“Of course!” George says, basically vibrating with excitement. He did love Dream’s music. It was like the only thing he listened to now. He even listened to it in the shower and- ‘now is not the time George’

Dream had got up and turned a dial on his speaker system, the one thing he spoiled himself with. Music comes through, soft at first, then growing.George takes Dream’s outstretched hands and stands, leaning his forehead against Dreams’.

🎶 “I can't breathe when you're not there, you're not there, you're not there. I can't sleep it's a nightmare” 🎶

[bugflies00]

the fostering AU masterpost

what is it? in short it's a dsmp modern AU that has lived in my brain rent free since july 2022 . its wilbur-centric and the bare bones of it is crimeboys are in the foster system and wilbur has to raise his little brother and navigate life and various shit it throws his way.

is there a fic? no. sorry . Maybe one day ill write some drabbles but theres no actual fic lmao it exists in textposts and a few drawings. UPDATE: there is now exactly 1 drabble of one of the scenes !!

as always, this is about characters, NOT CCs. abuser supporters are not welcome here nor the rest of this blog.

TEXT POSTS

The Original Post

the timeline (subject to change)

deciding the name

crimeboys and brotherhood

crimeboys and being protective

wilbur getting beat up + tntduo

rainduo's friendship

more about rainduo

even more about rainduo

sally & wilbur

phil & techno

fundy, wilbur and autism

quackity and being "self made"

quackity's scar

tntduo rekindling their relationship

tntduo rekindling their relationship (continued)

tntduo rekindling their relationship (continued CONTINUED)

tntduo proposal

wilbur telling tommy he's engaged

outfits for the wedding

tntduo honeymoon

tommy's records shop

wilbur and gender

wilbur's sweaters

fundy's teenage years

how wilbur got the white streaks

WRITING

wilbur telling tommy he's engaged (2.2k)

ART

tntduo through the ages

pride month!!

tntduo hugging

various tntduo faggotisms

quackity dressed up as britney spears

tntduo lil kiss ^__^

more tntduo kissing

wilbur in a leather jacket

quackity in lingerie

Why Fundy Went Undiagnosed For Years

PINTEREST BOARDS

the whole collection

wilbur

tommy

quackity

fundy

crimeboys

tntduo

benchtrio

misc

PINTEREST COLLAGES

wilbur outfits

tommy outfits

quackity ouftits

tnt + crimeboys collages

tommy, quackity, wilbur

RANDOM SIMS SCREENSHOTS

quackity and wilbur

clingyduo and tntduo

benchtrio and crimeboys

wilbur and fundy

quackity getting accidentally pregnant lol

and final but important words :

[deimosisreallycool]

Well, what are your AUs ? How would you rank them ?

OMG okay so theres the AU i love the most which takes place right after the prison escape, and basically Dream asks for another favor from Techno - a favor for Techno to kill him.

Of course, Techno's confused and they fight a bit, but in the end Techno is defeated because Dream tells him he's going to die either bye his hands or Dream's own. And in retaliation, Techno decides that the only way he'd end up killing Dream is if they both kill eachother.

Sword in hand, they both wield them and hug eachother and ofc die

Later the SMP tries finding them and BOOM! theyre unalived and cuddling 🤯

Then more plot happens with drama between the SMP members, and Punz ends up resurecting dream from the dead which ends up in Dream dying again in battle - right after he explains how he died

AU no#2 is another angst DNB one because thats my whole personality apparently,

This happens before prison and during the Dream x Fundy arc, Dream and fundy are not on good terms and (not divorced but everyone thinks they are)

Dream tries to unalive himself one day, in a forest, by downing 2 weakness and poison potions

Techno finds him and panics, drinking his last regen potion and kissing Dream to make him swallow it.

And more random plot - then Fundy finds out what happened and gets jealous, and basically after that the whole server thinks both are dead until they decide to burn the server doen and kill everyone lmao

AU#3 is a prison one before techno and the prison podcast happens, its also another dream angst brcause its literally just Quackity torturing him. because apparently i love gore! yay

and theres so many more AUs i want to go into more detail for but oh well i feel like i've already ranted too much 😒

if you have any names for these aus id be happy to hear :)