#techno protecting Tommy from Dream no matter what is real to ME

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I want to bring up a point about that line from Techno: He talks about paying shit back a thousand times over but never could have imagined anyone doing the same to him (probably because he doesn’t thing he’s ever done anything worth getting revenge over). That’s why he keeps getting into this spiral of revenge: he always sees any pushback against anything he’s done or will do as a huuuge slight against him, and he in turn seeks his own revenge.

This doesn’t just apply to the Butcher Army- it applies to Doomsday and the Syndicate and the way he treats Tubbo right now.

this is true!!!!

part of what makes him so dangerous is kind of one of the same things that makes Dream so dangerous. he doesn’t ever question himself. he doesn’t think, maybe I’m in the wrong here. and like you said, when people treat him the way he treats them - or hell, when they retaliate at all, regardless of the magnitude of their actions compared to his - he flies into a self-righteous rage.*

it’s like he can’t tolerate any action against him at all. he can’t allow even the possibility that he could just let something slide for the sake of de-escalating a conflict.

this is making me want to re-watch a lot of techno content and think about his backstory some more. because it really ties into the paranoia thing he has going on! whatever his history is, he came from an environment (cough Hypixel cough) where everyone was out to get him, most people were, if not on his level, at least physically dangerous to be a potential threat to him, and to show any sign of weakness or allow an attack or insult to go unpunished was like waving a Come kill me now because I’m not strong enough to defend myself sign.

I think it’s not necessarily that he doesn’t think he’s done anything wrong - he just doesn’t think in those terms at all. his way of thinking is incredibly individualistic and slightly amoral because of the way (we can deduce) he grew up. where he came from, what’s right or wrong doesn’t matter as much as who has done right or wrong to you. who you can trust, who could be a threat to you. if someone has always stood by your side and defended you, it doesn’t matter what else they might have done, because they have your back and that’s something rare and precious to be cherished and preserved. and if someone attacks you, it doesn’t matter if they did it to protect something they cherish in turn, because all that matters is that now it’s them or you.

*I should say this weirdly asymmetrical reciprocation also applies to positive treatment. when someone shows themself willing to stand by him, Techno becomes ride-or-die very quickly. he really was willing to put everything on the line for Tommy at the Green Festival despite the fact that Tommy hadn’t been of any real use to him at all at that point, because Tommy had declared himself an ally - part of Techno’s “team.” he told Phil to invite Ranboo to live with them - a threat to his incredibly precious self-imposed isolation! - because Ranboo had done one kind of nice thing for him in the past. he reached out to Niki despite her history with L’Manburg because he saw a kindred spirit in her. Techno doesn’t trust easily, but he trusts wholeheartedly, and when someone (in his eyes) betrays that trust it cuts deep.

[jjkyaoi]

hey y’all take these cutely ❤️;

• for their entire friendship, tommys always been more vocally protective of tubbo. it doesn’t matter who it would be, if anyone looked at his best friend wrong he’d already be starting a fight or provoking them in some way for tubbo’s honor. it wasn’t something that was hidden; he’d always get himself in some sort of trouble on tubbo’s behalf, like a fucking dumbass, and tubbo’s always had to get him out of these situations he’d put himself into- he’d gotten so used to seeing tommy put himself in danger that that over the years tubbo vowed to himself that he’d be the one to save tommy, if he ever really got into too much trouble; that’s kind of where it all started.

• any fight that tommy would impulsively get himself into, tubbo would always be following right behind. it didn’t matter what intimidation tactics tommy used against the people he was fighting; it would always be tubbo just standing silently behind him with a fucking death glare that’d eventually get them to back off.

• tubbo always teases tommy for not letting him have other friends, & he likes to act like he doesn’t mind if tommy has any other close friends, but if anyone refers to themself as tommys “best friend” all fucking hell breaks loose.

SOMEBODY; so anyway, yeah, i’d consider tommy one of my best friends-

TUBBO, taking out a crossbow; it’d be so easy for me to shoot an arrow directly into your fucking eye :).

• a few days after the first festival, when tubbo & tommy were both in pogtopia, tommy wouldn’t let tubbo anywhere near techno. he, rightfully, hadn’t forgotten about the execution, but tubbo hadn’t forgotten about the pro scene; he hadn’t forgotten that he’d had to watch what techno did to his best friend because he was too injured to help. so, the days in pogtopia were spent w/ tommy “protecting” tubbo from techno but it was really just tubbo standing behind tommy w/ a large axe whenever techno got too close.

TECHNO; hey, tommy, i’m—

TUBBO, pointing an axe directly at his throat: get a step closer and i’ll chop off your head :]

TECHNO: i—

TECHNO: i literally publicly executed you??

• i feel like tubbo’s always had a relatively high pain tolerance, so whenever he’s gotten injured he’s always been quick to brush it off w/ a quick “lol it’s fine” but whenever tommy got the slightest bit injured he’d always freak out. he wouldn’t leave tommys side for hours & he’d constantly be asking him if he’s okay- constantly be wearing of touching him too aggressively. he’s always been a mother hen, but whenever tommys hurt it’s always turned up.

• speaking of tubbo being a mother hen, he frequently gets stressed over the impulsive things tommy does. he doesn’t like the fact that tommy doesn’t seem to think- doesn’t seem to worry about his own personal safety before he does things, & he’s always berating him if he does something impulsive. once again, he’s always been worried over tommys safety- he’s always prioritized it over his own. ((hint hint; him being willing to die for tommy if it meant he got the disks back & was happy.)) after the duel w/ dream in the first war, tubbo didn’t talk to him for a couple days, stubbornly avoiding him because of the fact that he lost a life in that fucking duel. that’s the first time they’ve ever really fought.

• after tommy comes back from exile, tubbo’s clinginess/mother henning/protectiveness comes back tenfold. he’s sort of always anxiously checking up on tommy and seeing if he’s okay, & there isn’t a second where he isn’t by the boys side, leading up to doomsday; he’s always standing right besides him and holding his hand, making sure he’s real constantly- that he isn’t fake, that he isn’t just hallucinating this.

• even after doomsday, tubbo’s constantly checking up on him, even if he’s in snowchester. he’s constantly messaging him w/ his communicator, asking for updates about the hotel, if he’s okay, if he’ll ever actually come & visit snowchester. tommy rolls his eyes whenever he see his messages and fondly calls him a “mother hen”, but he appreciates the concern.

• after sam & tommy started getting closer, tubbo actually took it upon himself to give sam the “shovel talk” when tommy wasn’t around. and it was funny because it’s just this 5’6 little kid staring down this 6’7 half-creeper hybrid w/ a trident.

SAM; oh, hey tubbo! it’s good to see you—

TUBBO; if you do anything to tommy, i’ll kill you and your entire family.

SAM: i—

SAM, who was planning to adopt him too: ,,...right

• also, tubbo frequently talks about tommy in snowchester. most of the time it’s just him complaining about how he hasn’t been around/complaining about him in general, but if anyone else talks badly about tommy he immediately snaps his head around and goes “what the Fuck did you say”

• also, when he was under schlatt’s administration, schlatt had a habit of talking bad about the past citizens of l’manberg- particularly, tommy & wilbur. it doesn’t matter what they’d be talking about, the conversation about the previous president & vice would always be brought up, and whenever schlatt would start talking about tommy in a bad way tubbo wouldn’t fucking have it.

SCHLATT; and tommy. honestly, i cant tell if he’s a normal kid or if he’s just wilburs rabid lap dog—

TUBBO; don’t say that about him.

SCHLATT; i— i’m sorry, tubbo?

TUBBO; you can talk bad about anyone else, but don’t ever talk bad about tommy. not in front of me.

SCHLATT; ...

QUACKITY, in the distance; yo that’s the fucken president you’re talking to 🧍🏼

• also, tubbo’s always sort of have this unspoken pettiness when it comes to phil. it isn’t obvious —and, he doesn’t voice it often— but he’s well aware of how phil used to treat tommy, & he’s always held a grudge against him for it. it doesn’t matter what it is; whether it be murmuring little petty comments about him under his breath and disguising it with a cough, or it’d be making snide little remarks and covering it up with a smile, he’d sort of always be coming for phil in some way. tubbo had a game in his mind for how many times he could subtlety come for that man’s shit parenting

PHIL; yeah, and my sons—

TUBBO; your sons? i’m sorry, i thought you only had one.

PHIL; wha-what?

TUBBO; i thought wilbur was your only son. y’know, given how you treat tommy half of the time :].

PHIL: i’m...

FUNDY, in the background; oooooh

[fleursdemeduse]

Remembrance AU: Little Brother Knows Everything

I lied. Here's a bonus chapter.

Warnings: Mention of Death ; Unrequited[?] Love ; Mention of bombs ; Jealousy

Words: 3.1k

Tommy may have been an idiot, but he wasn’t stupid. He noticed the little things more often than he didn’t. But there were four things he knew about you better than anyone else.

Tommy knew that you liked tea.

Siblings, and people in general, seem to have this habitual kind of indicator of their mood. Some people bounced their leg when they were nervous, others liked to twiddle their thumbs or pop joints; It’s different for everyone.

But he could always tell how [y/n] felt by the tea they were drinking.

When they were nervous, they made tea brewed from lavender buds collected from a flower field they often visited with Technoblade or Phil. They brought Tommy once. He had run around the whole area with infinite energy before the blond climbed the tree. He had climbed higher and higher until he could feel the warmth of the setting sun shine on his face. The branch broke, but when he plummeted, he wasn’t scared. They were at the bottom, waiting to catch him. They were always waiting to inevitably catch him no matter if it was from his own stupid decisions or from someone else’s. They got nervous a lot, but when he was by their side, he could never be.

When [y/n] was stressed, they made tea out of the peppermint leaves in their garden. The scent filled their house while it brewed and the act of harvesting the herb was “soothing”. Tommy wasn’t sure how weeding was supposed to be relaxing, but he happily did it when their newest sibling figure asked him to. He remembered pulling out a whole mint plant the first time he had worked beside them, unknowing that that was the plant he was supposed to be protecting. They had laughed, gently scolding him, before setting it aside. Even if they were stressed out, they never took it out on him.

When he was sad or upset, they made chamomile tea with honey. Chamomile is a calming flower, he remembered them saying once. And the honey helped you remember that golden days were ahead. They made it for him every morning after he would wake up in the bed he seemed to sleep in more than his own. Sometimes the honey came from Technoblade, sometimes they had retrieved it themselves from wild hives, but they always seemed to get the best stuff. Even when he cried or started to -what was the word they had used? Disassociate? That sounded correct-, he could expect the mug to be pushed into his hands, a sugary but not cloying aroma wafting off it. He always felt much better when he left. He could never remember seeing them drink the tea, despite having such an abundance of it. Did they even get sad? He had never witnessed it.

When they were happy, they made black tea of various kinds and drank sweet iced tea that reminded him of what diabetes would taste like if it were liquid. They drank this with him almost daily. It was always a new blend they wanted to try and perfect or one they wanted him to taste. He loved smelling this tea the most. When its fragrance filled the air, somehow, everything felt right in the world. He couldn’t recall a single time when he didn’t see them on the porch, drinking the amber liquid out of a glass when they knew he’d be coming over for dinner.

It was the days when you didn’t drink tea at all, he was afraid.

Tommy knew that no matter what someone did to them, [y/n] wasn’t afraid to make enemies or insert themselves between their friends and any sort of danger to protect them.

Dream was surprised to see [y/n] at the meeting between the Greater Dream SMP and L’Manburg. It was only supposed to be him and George convening with Tubbo and Tommy. They held no real power in the country. They didn’t belong in this meeting, just like they didn’t belong in this timeline.

He watched the way they, during George and Tubbo’s discussion, rested a hand on Tommy’s arm when his hands clenched hard enough to turn his knuckles white. He saw how they would murmur quietly to him and the child would relax ever so slightly. He noticed the nods they gave the blond when he looked to the adult for confirmation after he made a questionable statement. He observed your true role here.

“Nice to see you replace Wilbur so quickly, Tommy. That’s good. He was a horrible role model for you.” His lips curled behind his mask at the shocked expression on everyone else’s face aside from the vice president before him. His eyes were sharp, angry. “Maybe without his influence, you’ll actually be a competent leader for something.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Considering L’Manburg was supposed to be totally destroyed and returned back to the Greater Dream SMP, I’m glad you found someone a bit less self-destructive to help keep you under control. We all know Wilbur did a horrible job at it.” Watching the child soldier stand quickly gave him a certain satisfaction.

“Fuck you, bitch! I don’t need to be told what to do.” Dream watched [y/n] give Tommy a warning look and the way he ignored it.

“And yet you followed someone who lost his own presidential race and blew up his own country before seeking out validation from someone else.”

“I don’t-”

“Tommy.” He watched the blond flinch at the edge to your voice and look down at you.

“He’s saying I-”

“I’m aware. He’s just trying to rile you up. It’s what he does. Ignore him.” The glare they sent him made a sharp jolt go down his spine, but he couldn’t help the chuckle that spilled from his covered mouth.

“Listen to your sibling, Tomathy. At least this one is sane. And if they kill themself, they’ll come back.” Tommy opened his mouth once more to say something before it snapped closed and he released a breath through his nose.

“I don’t need this.” The slam of the door echoed through the now quiet room.

Dream’s attention was immediately back on [y/n]. He watched them square their shoulders and lower their head to look him dead-on. Their glare met him with a hidden fury threatening to break forth and raise the hell that seemed to be just as deeply rooted in them as it was the company they kept. Their lips were pursed in a way that made his own grin grow larger. "Wilbur may not have been the best man. He may have hurt me and put the rest of L’Manburg in this situation. But that is our business alone, and you have no right to say anything bad about him or about Tommy, for that matter."

There was a pregnant pause and he heard George start laughing awkwardly to dispel the tension before being hushed hurriedly by Tubbo.

“And what is it you’ll do to me if I do?” Dream kept his voice level.

“You know why I’m here and who’s behind me. You can use your imagination..” They stood, chair scraping against the floor loudly. “I’m going to check on Tommy.” “But we’re not done!” They stopped at the door, hand resting on the handle.

“I’m sure you can handle the rest by yourself, Tubbo. You know what to do.” They looked at him over their shoulder, before glancing over George and then settling on the man in green. “Don’t you ever speak his name ever again. Or we just might have to build that prison you mentioned. Am I understood?” Sullen nods came from the monarch and the president as they stormed out.

“Well, that was something.”

Tommy had been sitting in the hallway, curled in on himself the same way he had been after the Pit incident.

“Toms?”

“Why is he even here?”

You sat next to him, back resting against the wall.

“Because he cares about George. Kinda like why I was in there for you.” You felt the taller lean against you and relax when you wrapped your arm around him. “I’ll always be here for you, Kiddo.”

You felt him nod and you pressed a kiss to his hair.

“You know I’m not trying to replace Wilbur, right?”

“Of course not. We were like brothers.” His lips quirked a little when he heard your laugh.

“If he were here, I’m sure he’d tell you not to say that or he’d cry.”

“Good. Fucking bitch.”

He didn’t know what he’d do if you never came back.

Tommy knew that the only other person who loved you as much as he did was Technoblade.

Techno had never felt jealous of Tommy before. Or really anyone. He was pretty secure in his position as your best friend, and the vast amounts of platonic affection you showered him with kept him content. Even during the Pogtopia rebellion, watching the looks and touches Wilbur gave you or seeing the child sneak into your bed for another night in a row didn’t make him jealous. So why did he suddenly have the very real impulse to shove the blond off the side off a cliff just to retake some of your attention?

The hybrid watched you talk with your hands as you recounted the night before and your surprise at finding Tommy already there when you came home from Phil’s. He was happy he had been right. You and Philza were similar in many ways and got along well. You would constantly joke with Techno that you were trying to get yourself adopted by the older blond and he would just respond with an amused “don’t tempt him, he might.”. You would always laugh in response.

That was always the best sound.

He listened to your words as he topped off the teacup in front of you with more of the red-tinted liquid. The warm scent of earl grey and roses wafted off of the cup tinged with the subtle tang of the orange peel he had added on a whim. You were right in your suggestion. Citrus always makes deeper teas better.

“If it’s really that bad, the offer to move in still stands. I have more than enough room and you can escape that raccoon.” He snickered at the pout that rested on your lips.

“I never said that I didn’t like it! And don’t call Tommy a raccoon.” He sipped his own tea.

“It’s true. Gets into trash, beady little eyes, a nuisance. He even breaks into your house.”

“He has a key, Tech. It’s different.” You had rolled your eyes at him, but the smile on your face spoke of your fondness for them both. He felt the small well of jealousy in his chest flare. Did Tommy know how privileged he was? He hoped the child knew.

“I’m just sayin’. Whenever you want to leave that place, my door will always be open for you.” He watched your smile soften and the firm squeeze when you reached across the table for his forearm.

“I appreciate it, but Tommy needs me still. Maybe one day, okay?” He grunted at you and you giggled. “Who knows, maybe Phil will come with! He could build his own little cabin and everything.”

“I’ve already extended the offer to him as well. He said he’ll think about it.” You shook your head.

“He’s probably trying to figure out how close to the meadow he’d be in comparison.”

“Man loves the flowers, what can he say?”

“Sure, it’s definitely the flowers.” You sipped your tea with a knowing grin.

“What else would it be?” He watched the glint in your eyes, seeing exactly what Tommy had always said about you. They had seemed a lot deeper lately, more knowledgeable. The child had always claimed that you spoke like you knew more than you let on and he saw it in your smile sometimes, but the look you were giving him right at that moment confirmed it.

“Maybe it’s all the memories.”

He couldn't imagine you not returning the feelings they both held for you, despite the vast difference.

Tommy knew that you wouldn’t hide anything from him unless it was absolutely imperative.

He found you sitting in the living room, curled into an old recliner that you would never tell him where it came from. You felt Tommy haphazardly throw his arms around your shoulders from behind, releasing a small sigh of contentment as he pressed his face further into your neck.

"Hey, Kiddo, what’re you up to?" His grip on you slackened, and you could almost feel his face draw up to a small pout. He absolutely hated that nickname but couldn’t deny the small warmth that flared in his stomach whenever you called him it.

"[Y/n], how many times have I asked you to stop calling me that?" He removed himself from you when you shrugged your shoulders.

"Sorry, Toms, the nickname stays. You're too much of a brat for it to leave." He groaned, eyebrows drawing together. You knew he wasn’t entirely mad at the name. He wouldn’t have whined the way he did if he truly wanted you to stop. You and Tommy seemed to share a wavelength. It wasn’t the same one you shared with Techno, but it was just as perfect. You wished you could tell him why it was.

The realization set a rock that started in your throat and slowly started to sink to your stomach. It spread through you, causing a wet hot sensation to form behind your eyes. You’d never be able to tell your little brother your deepest secret. What if he hated you? What if he told everyone else and they cast you out? What if he felt he couldn’t trust you anymore?

Carefully pulling yourself out of your own thoughts, you looked up at the child. “I’m sorry, what was it you wanted?”

"Can I talk to you?" Your eyes flicked to the book you were reading before back to him. You knew what he wanted. A bookmark was wedged between pages and the room was silent before you stood. "Sure, kiddo. Is it going to be a long chat?" You set off to the kitchen, soon pouring some water into an old kettle that Phil had given you the day that you had awoken. You had been “gone” for over a full day. Aside from Phil, no one else knew what had happened and where you went.

An opaque jar was pulled from the cupboard, carefully opened, and he watched as purple buds, green leaves, and yellow-white flowers were deposited gently onto the mesh cloth that you would tie into a sachet. He had never seen them combine those teas. He didn’t even realize you had such a large jar of it stored.

“What happened at Phil’s?” You hesitated before steadying your hand and pouring the steaming water into a teapot before setting the sachet in. It floated for a moment before you used the string to dunk the bag a few times to soak it before it sank midway.

You only pulled one mug down.

You gestured for him to sit at the table and he took it. You could see the way his anxiety rose even higher when you didn’t sit across from him.

“What day? I’ve been at Phil’s a lot lately.”

“Oh fuck off. You know what day I’m talking about.” You shrugged, trying to keep your expression even.

“I really don’t, Tommy. You’re going to have to narrow it down for me.” Your fight or flight instincts were dialed to high when he gave you a knowing look.

“You don’t have to lie to me, [y/n]. I’m not a child.”

“Yes, you are, and I’m not lying.” You flinched when he slammed his hands on the table, chair screeching as it was slid back with too much force before it fell backwards.

“Then why have you changed?” You froze. “You used to love spending time with me before-”

You wanted to reach out, to comfort him, when you saw his lips quiver, but he turned his head away from you. He couldn’t look you in the eye.

“Before you were gone for almost two days and came back wrong. You don’t talk like how you used to either. It’s like you know things, but like, more than you used to. And come to find out from Ranboob, you had gone to Philza’s house. What did he tell you?”

You just shook your head, wanting to tell him you remembered him. You remembered every timeline he was in. Every moment he had fought for what he believed in and won. Every time he had died. Every timeline he could have died.

“Did I do something? Is it because of Ghostbur? Do you-” He looked back up at you, looking exactly like the sixteen year old he was supposed to be. “Do you hate me?”

“Of course not, Tommy. Why in the world would you ever think that?”

“Then why won’t you tell me what’s going on? Siblings don’t keep secrets.”

“They do when they’re trying to protect the ones they love, Tommy.” You watched his face grow red in frustration.

“You’re not always gonna be there for me, [y/n]!”

“You don’t know that.”

“Why won’t you just tell me?” His voice broke, and so did your heart.

“Because you’re still just a kid, Tommy. And I think sometimes you forget that. And everyone else too. And I can’t tell anyone what happened.”

“But why? I stopped being a child when we won our first war. I should be able to hear about this!”

“Because the things I saw, the things I heard, no one else should have to bear this weight.” You swallowed back your tears. This was no time to cry. “You can be mad at me all you want, Tommy. But I’m still the same [y/n] who tucks you into bed and links pinkies with you on the Prime Path and who will always be there for you.”

The hurt look he gave you would haunt you for the rest of your lifetimes.

“Then why won’t you let me be there for you?” You could only shake your head.

“Because that’s not how it works, Kiddo.” Tommy’s eyes hardened and he sucked in a quivering breath.

“Fine.” He started walking back towards the door.

“Toms, where are you going?” He didn’t answer you.

His tea was bitter and cold by now, and for a moment, he couldn’t help but feel the same.

Tommy knew all those things about you. So why did it feel like maybe he didn’t know you at all?

[neptuneofthesky]

The End of Our World | Z.O.M.B.I.E. pt.3

Dream x reader x Technoblade

Featuring | Dream, Technoblade, Jschlatt, Tomminnit, Wilbur Soot, GeorgeNotFound, Quackity, Sapnap, Karl Jacobs, Tubbo, Philza Minecraft, Ranboo, Niki Nihachu

Masterlist | Previous part | Alternate Ending

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also,I kind of speedran it because of my test will probably edit some parts later on

"Take this vile. Just mix a few drops of this potion in a drink and give it to him. It will make your work easier. And also, keep this dagger for safety."

Niki nodded as both of the things disappeared in her inventory.

She grinned as she did a twirl, "Do you like it?"

Her black dress looked absolutely stunning.

You grinned and nodded, "Yes. Very much. I am sure a lot of people feel very ugly right now."

She just chuckled and shook her head, "Do you have a dress?"

You thought for a second, "I think I might have something in my ender chest. I should probably get ready too."

You both shared a smile as you went towards your shared tent with Schlatt.

"Y/n! Wait for a second!"

Does the universe hate you?

No, it loves you very much<33

You stopped and turned around, "Hello, Techno."

He had a small smile on his face, "Hey... So... you are going to get ready?"

You clicked your tongue, "I was going to... Before you stopped me. Do you need anything?"

He sighed, "I... wanted to give you something."

He showed you a necklace made of lodestone as you sighed, "Techno, I-"

"Please, keep this on you at all times."

You blinked, "I can protect myself."

He had desperation in his eyes, "I know that. It's just that, my heart will be a little bit at ease if you wear it."

".....Fine."

You turned around and gestured for him to put it on you.

His eyes widened a bit, "You... want me to...?"

You rolled your eyes, "Hurry up."

He frantically nodded, "Okay."

His hands were warm as they fiddled with the clasp of the necklace.

"And... done."

You nodded and turned around, "Thank you."

He smiled, "No problem..."

You smiled back, "Best of luck, Techno."

----

(just for the reference^)

"Why can't you be my plus one? You look so hot," Schlatt whined.

You paused and glared at him, "We cannot make last-minute changes to the plan."

Wilbur frowned, "Am I not hot enough for you Schlatt?"

Schlatt gave him a disgusted look and turned away from him.

Wilbur scoffed as he placed a hand on his chest, clearly offended.

Schlatt rolled his eyes, "Why are you wearing red anyway? Won't it catch too much attention?"

You shrugged and continued to sharpen your sword, "I don't have anything else."

He raised a brow, "You can always go nude."

You paused and tilted your sword in his direction, "Yeah, and that will make me blend in real well, right?"

He smirked, "Yep, really well."

Wilbur groaned, "Y/n, your mind is always in the gutter, he probably meant the nude shade, right?"

You shook your head, "No, he didn't"

Schaltt also shook his head, "No, I didn't"

----

"Ugh, she looks so hot."

Schlatt commented as he watched you explaining the plan to the others one more time.

George gave him a disgusted look, "Dude."

He gestured to Dream and Techno who were death glaring at him.

He shrugged, "What?"

Techno rolled his eyes, "Stop saying that. It's probably making her uncomfortable."

Schlatt scoffed, "How do you know that? Why does it even matter to you?"

Dream clicked his tongue, ignoring his question, "Why did she dye her hair?"

Schlatt furrowed his brows, "What?"

Dream raised a brow, "Her hair. She dyed it one time and it almost ruined her hair, she swore she would never dye her hair. Then why now?"

Schlatt shook his head, "People change, Dream. Let the woman do what she wants."

Techno tilted his head as he ignored Schlatt, "Yeah... she did say that she'll never ever dye her hair..."

"Schlatt! Take your earpiece!" You signaled Schlatt to come up to you.

Schlatt rolled his eyes, "You guys... are something else."

----

"I wanted to wear my red suit!"

You shook your head, "Too flashy."

Tommy's eyes widened as he scoffed, "You are literally wearing red!"

You paused sharpening your arrow tips and turned to him, "I don't have anything else! Forget it, Tommy. Okay, we just have to get an invite."

Ranboo furrowed his brows, "I thought you had an invite?"

You shrugged, "I lied."

He nodded, "Okay then."

You looked down from the tree you all were perched on and pointed at some wandering traders, "Those guys are our targets, they are three, we are three. Both of you, be ready with your arrows, when I tell you, you release."

They both nodded as they both loaded their crossbows, "3, 2, 1, and, release."

Before the traders could even process the pain, you three pierced your swords through their stomachs, as they vanished leaving the invitation, and some useless items behind.

You picked up the invitation and nodded to yourself, "Okay, we are ready to go."

Ranboo tilted his head as he was going through the items left by the traders, "Y/n... was killing them... necessary?"

You sighed, "Some pawns have to go, Ranboo. Always remember that."

Tommy furrowed his brows, "How did you not sprain your ankle? You literally jumped down with those heels?"

You shrugged, "They have feather falling."

"You can enchant heels?!"

Ranboo ignored him as he looked at you, "Hey, they were traders, right? So where are their llamas?"

You hummed, "Pets aren't probably allowed there."

Tommy snickered, "Then why are we taking Ranboo- OW! WHY DID YOU FUCKING HIT ME YOU FUCKING-"

----

Team 1 was perched on top of some trees as their gaze was directly on the entrances.

With a subtle nod from Y/n, they began their mission.

----

"Où est mon chocolat chaud?"

"Tubbo, I don't know where the fuck your hot chocolate is, but shut the fuck up." Schlatt hissed.

You sighed, "Both of you shut up and do your own work- oh! Pastries!"

Tommy gave you a 'what the hell' look as you shrugged, "I love pastries."

Techno chuckled, "You still love the chocolate ones? Or that changed too?"

You hummed, "I will always love chocolate. Butterscotch is tasty too."

"I have my eyes on the target." Niki murmured as you quickly stuffed the chocolate pastry in your mouth, "Operation kidnap the scientist is on the go."

"Operation kidnap the scientist? That is the lamest thing I have ever heard."

You smiled, "Then why don't you come up with a name, Sapnap?"

"I will. And it will be much cooler. Operation.... information."

You rolled your eyes as you scoffed very loudly, "Wow, so cool. Cooler than the North Pole."

"How about, 'a step-by-step plan to keep secrets'?"

You slightly pouted, "Wilbur that's- actually kind of cool..."

He nodded at you with a smile from across the hall, "Thank you."

Karl hummed, "Mission: Avoiding the catastrophe."

Phil sighed, "Guys, concentrate."

Team 1 was divided into two subunits.

Techno, Sapnap, and George in one, who were going to raid the ground floor and the rest in other, who were going to raid the top floor.

Techno rolled his eyes at the growing banter as he swung his axe at a zombie, "Ground floor successfully cleared. Sweeping one more time."

Dream cleared his throat, "Phil, have you found that secret room yet?"

"Working on it."

"Alright- OW! DID THIS ZOMBIE JUST PUNCH ME?!"

Sapnap laughed, "Wow, the great Dream just got punched by zombie- WHAT THE FUCK A ZOMBIE JUST PUNCHED ME TOO?! WHERE DID THEY LEARN TO PUNCH LIKE THAT-"

George rolled his eyes, "No one is alarmed in the hall yet?"

You looked around and shook your head, "Nope. Everything is fine here. Niki?"

Quackity and Niki nodded at each other as they hooked their arms together and made their way to the 'target'.

Schaltt tapped on his earpiece, "They are on the move. Everybody, places."

You nodded at both Ranboo and Tommy to alert them, as they nodded back.

Both Quackity and Niki put on a smile as Quackity shook hands with the scientist, "Hello Mr.Scientist, it's pleasure to meet you. I'm Quackity from the Las Nevadas faction of the Dream SMP."

The scientist raised his brow, "Oh, Dream SMP? It's a pleasure to meet you as well."

His gaze shifted to Niki, "And who is this beautiful lady?"

"Ew."

Quackity just smiled, "This is Niki. She runs a bakery in the Dream SMP."

He nodded, "I see-"

"Honey! I was looking for you- oh? Who are these people?"

A lady exclaimed in a cheery tone as she looked at the scientist.

He uneasily smiled, "They are from the Dream SMP."

Both Quackity and Niki introduced themselves to her as she smiled brightly.

Yep.

She was the scientist's wife.

You clicked your tongue, "Guys, you need to move quickly."

Quackity and Niki glanced at each other as Quackity cleared his throat, "Mrs.Scientist, would you like to get a drink with me? You seem quite interested in Las Nevadas, I can tell you all about it?"

She paused as she looked at Mr.Scientist, who just nodded, then smiled, "Yes sure! I would love to know!"

Quackity nodded at Niki as he smiled at his wife and they both went to busy themselves.

Niki tilted her head as her gaze shifted to the scientist, "Hey handsome, would you like a drink as well?"

Tubbo shuddered, "Don't worry Niki, I'll cringe for you."

He raised a brow, "What about your boyfriend?"

Multiple gags were heard through the earpiece as Niki smiled, "Don't worry about him."

He just smirked in response, as Niki turned on her heels to get him a drink and muttered with gritted teeth, "I won't be able to concentrate if you guys keep doing that."

"He is ugly as fuck."

You raised a brow as you gave a look to Schlatt across the room, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But yes I agree that he is ugly."

Niki just sighed as she subtly mixed the potion you gave her in the drink, "Should I use it all?"

Quackity shrugged, "Probably."

Your eyes widened, "No, no, no, no, no. We are not trying to kill him, we still have to interrogate him. Five drops are enough."

Niki nodded, "Alright."

She returned to him and passed him the drink, "Bottom's up."

He stared at his drink for a second as he looked at her, "... I like yours more, can I take it?"

Niki paused, then nodded and smiled, "Sure, why not?"

"Wait, what?"

They both exchanged their glasses and drank their drinks in one go.

And the effect was instantaneous.

He blinked, "Woah, I feel dizzy, what did you put in this? Are you a witch or something?"

Niki grinned, "I feel dizzy too, but, want to go somewhere private? I'll show you my real magic."

Y/n grinned, "She mixed the potion in both of the drinks. Everyone, initiate phase two."

----

The whole Team 2 was on top of a mountain, they were out of everyone's sight, but everyone was in their's.

Wilbur tapped on his earpiece, "Phil? You are needed here."

"Be right there."

Dream clicked his tongue, "We are done tnt-ing the mansion, we'll all be there."

Wilbur nodded, "Alright then-"

You smiled, "Leave the interrogation to me."

Wilbur furrowed his brows, "Okay...?"

Schlatt smiled and nodded at him, "Leave it to her."

Niki kneed the scientist in his balls as he let out a cry and fell down on his knees, "You suck. I'm gonna sleep now."

You tilted his chin with your sword, "Tell us how to stop this all."

He gritted his teeth, "What are you talking about?!"

You raised a brow, "The zombie spawn rates, which rose up and caused this whole apocalypse. How do we stop this?"

His eyes widened, "I don't know what you are talking about. Now, I would like to go down!"

You nodded, "Certainly."

"Wha-"

You grabbed on his collar and yeeted him on the edge, "Would straight down do?"

He grabbed your arm as he tried to get away, "Let me go!"

You raised a brow, "Like this?"

"Yes. Kill me right now."

"..... Alright. You chose your own fate."

You let go of his collar as he fell straight down.

Phil came out of nowhere as he immediately dived down and grabbed him mid-air, bringing him back up again, throwing him in front of you.

He was shaking as he pointed at you, "You're crazy!"

You looked down at him, "We won't kill you if you tell us. But if you don't," you bent down to his level and tilted your head, "You know what we can do."

"Fine... You'd... have to go to the end and find an end ship. That is where you'll find the command block."

You nodded as your sword re-appeared in your hand, "Your work is done."

His eyes widened, "W-what-"

You tilted your head, "If you tell anyone about us, we'll come for you."

Your sword pierced through his stomach as he lets out a loud cry before fading away.

Phil tilted his head, "Was that really necessary?"

You shrugged, "He is gonna come after us anyway. We got what we wanted, let's go."

[this scene is kind of inspired by aot]

----

"Woah, so many totems!"

Ranboo's eyes sparkled, "Foolish would be so happy- wait do you know who-"

You nodded, "Yep. Seen him before."

Karl hummed, "Right. You were keeping an eye on us. But, how?"

You slightly smirked, "A magician reveals their secrets."

Karl just rolled his eyes and repeated what you said with a mocking tone, making you laugh.

"Y/n, wanna go sweep the area with me?"

You blinked.

He was not wearing his mask.

His bright green eyes were shimmering with such hope and innocence, you almost melted.

You gulped and looked at Schlatt, who just smiled.

You looked back at Dream, "Alright."

"You are wearing the necklace."

You nodded and paused, "Yeah, wait, don't tell me you have the compass too."

He grinned as he waved the compass at you, making you slightly laugh, "You're so stupid."

He just smiled brightly as he plucked a dandelion and turned to you, "For you, my lady."

Your cheeks got a little bit red, as you failed at hiding your smile, "Dream..."

"Please?"

It was somewhat hard to say no to his puppy eyes, so you just sighed and accepted the flower, "Thank you."

Growls surrounded you both as the dandelion disappeared in your inventory, "Showtime."

He swung his axe at a zombie as it died, "WHAT IS WITH THESE ZOMBIES AND PUNCHING-"

"CREEPER! GET AWAY DREAM!"

Dream's eyes widened as you quickly got in front of him, protecting him and yourself with your shield from the creeper's blast.

You stumbled from the impact as he securely held your shoulders.

You froze.

You were so close.

You could almost feel his heartbeat.

You cleared your throat as you took a step away from him.

He also cleared his throat, "Um, thank you."

You looked at him, "No problem... Wait, you... your lip's busted."

You wiped the blood off of his lip with your thumb as his cheeks turn red, "T-Thank you..."

Your cheeks turned red as well as you nodded, "We should get back.

----

"Did you ask her?"

Dream shook his head as he looked at Techno, "I thought we would ask her together."

Techno sighed, "What if it's true?"

Dream paused, then gulped, "I don't know..."

They both went towards your tent, only to find you talking with George.

"-go to sleep now."

Techno cleared his throat, "Y/n! Can we talk?"

You nodded at George as he went inside his tent, "About what?"

He took a deep breath, "Okay, it has been bugging us all day-"

You tiled to your head, "Get to the point."

Dream took a step forward, "Why did you dye your hair?"

You paused, "What?"

"Your hair, you said you'd never dye it in your life, why?"

You shrugged, "People change, I guess."

Techno took a step forward as well, "How many lives do you have?"

You froze for a split second but shook your head, "Why do you even want to know-"

Dream gritted his teeth, "Because we care about you dammit! Tell me Y/n!"

You gritted your teeth, "You don't need to know!"

Your head started to pound, as all the buried memories were flashing in front of your eyes.

You loudly groaned as you held your head and dropped to your knees.

Their eyes widened as you kept shaking your head, "You don't need to know... Nobody needs to know..."

Techno sighed as he held your arm, "Y/n... please tell us... We care about you and we can't help you if don't tell us what's going on."

Tears gathered in your eyes as rubbed your eyes harshly, "After I was exiled, I lost all hope. The pain was too much. At first, I... drowned myself. Then the second time, I jumped in the lava. The third time with jumped off a cliff and... Schlatt found me, and he..."

Dream sighed, "He revived you."

"I owe my life to him."

Techno shook his head, "Y/n, you don't owe him anything Y/n, it was solely his decision-"

You got up and took a step back, "Stop. He is more worth to me, more than you ever will."

They both had a look of desperation on their faces.

Dream held your hand, "Y/n, please, give us a chance, we love you. Please."

Techno held your other hand, "Please,

come back to us."

----

You whisper to Jschlatt: why are you not in your tent

Jschlatt whispers to you: I'm pissing

You whisper to Jschlatt: but you are not pissing on your pissing tree?

Jschlatt whispers to you: I'm pissing in the lake near us

You whisper to Jschlatt: ...

You whisper to Jschlatt: why

Jschlatt whispers to you: because

You whisper to Jschlatt: wait there

You whisper to Jschlatt: I'm coming to get you

Jschlatt whispers to you: emphasize on cumming

You whisper to Jschlatt: dont

Jschlatt whispers to you: sorry

You smiled as you saw him sitting on a rock near the lake, "Schlatt! I have to tell you something-"

"I'm going back to the Epic SMP."

You paused, ".....What?"

He tilted his head, "You heard me."

You frowned, "But... why? What about saving the world and taking over Dream SMP?"

He sighed, "You can save the world without me, you don't need me, and how can I take over Dream SMP when it is the home of the people you love the most?"

You bit your bottom lip, "Schlatt..."

He held your shoulders, "I don't belong here, but you do Y/n."

Your eyes were getting teary, "But... I owe-"

He shook his head, "You don't owe me anything. It was solely my decision."

"But...."

He tilted his head and smiled, a genuine one, "No more buts. This is your second chance, or, their second chance. Y/n, you love them, stay with them."

You gulped, "But what about you being wanting to be president? I know that you still want that."

He clicked his tongue, "Eh, I'll just run elections in the Epic SMP."

"I'm coming with you."

"No, no your not."

"You can't stop me."

"Oh really?"

"Yes."

You both burst into chuckles as he patted your shoulder, "Ryan and Minx are coming to get me."

You furrowed your brows, "Why is he bringing Minx?"

"Because she is obsessed with me and wanted to see you."

You nodded and wiped your eyes, "Alright."

"Are you crying?"

You just sniffed and tackled him in a hug, making him laugh, "Aw, baby, you're gonna miss me that much? You can come visit me after this all is over. We'll celebrate."

You wiped your eyes, "Yes, yes, we'll celebrate. Just... keep messaging me, alright?"

He playfully rolled his eyes, "Yes, I will."

--

"Why... why did you save me?"

"What do you mean?! You died right fucking in front of me! Was I supposed to let you die?!"

"That would've been better..."

--

"Y/n... your hair...?"

"Don't ask."

"..... why-"

"Minx wanted to dye it."

"Aw, sugar plum, you look hotter than before."

"Stop."

Sweetcakes-"

"STOP!"

--

"Schaltt... thank you for-"

"Wait, no. Don't thank me."

"But... you saved me..."

"You can repay me back in a different way."

"...I'm not wearing a mini skirt-"

"DAMMIT!"

--

Meeting with Ryan and Minx was nice.

Except for all the shouting parts.

Which was majorly Minx, shouting at you to come back home, eventually attracting a lot of mobs.

So, after demolishing the mobs and bidding your goodbyes, you went back to the camp.

You didn't want to sleep now.

So much happened in just one night.

You did feel exhausted, but you didn't feel sleepy.

"Why are you up?"

You turned around to see Tommy stretching his limbs as he walked out of his tent.

You raised a brow, "I could ask you the same."

He shrugged, "I dunno... So, now what do we do?"

You hummed, "Neither of us is going to sleep now, so... nether?"

He grinned as you gave him a regen potion, "Nether it is."

----

"Then why did Schlatt want to come back to Dream SMP? For revenge?"

You rolled your eyes, "Yes, and to be honest, I kind of wanted It too."

Wilbur gave you a weird look as you furrowed your brows, "Don't look at me like that. I had valid reasons."

He smiled, "Ah, yes, of course, I understand."

You tilted your head, "Why does that sound so sarcastic?"

"/gen?"

"Guys! Time to go!"

Dream and Techno appeared from the woods, an ender eye in both of their hands, "We have a lead. It seems far, will probably take almost two days."

You nodded and got up, "Let's get moving."

Both Techno and Dream grinned at you, as your cheeks turned red and you rushed to help others to avoid their gazes.

Oh lord.

Tubbo bit back a smile as he saw the mini interaction, "You seem happy."

You chuckled, "Should I not be?"

He laughed, "There is no limit to happiness. Although it's good that you're back in the crew, we are gonna do so much fun together."

You smiled, "Yeah, it feels good to be back."

He smiled back but paused when he realized something, "Wait, you 'rose' from the dead, so technically, aren't you a zombie as well?"

You raised a brow and slightly smirked,

"Maybe I am."

tags!

@sen-nes, @shroom-lyn, @rexit-mo, @alex--awesome--22, @hi-imuwu, @the-official-memester, @beeissdead, @malfoysslutt, @beeseira, @incorrectquotesformyuse, @uselesssapphickitten, @ahmya-4, @penumbrasposts, @itsberrydreemurstuff, @chaoticotaku, @xanadugoddess

[saturnsstufff]

Awsamdude/Technoblade- Rumor Has It

For my beloved @sugarandspicebutnonice

Warnings: sexual innuendo

    Techno was a great Prince. He worked hard to keep his family's name in good graces. All of Phil's boys worked hard to keep their names held high with respect. Tommy was known around for keeping sprits high, any ball or formality with Tommy was always known as the best to attend.

   His older brother Wilbur was a skilled artisan with music. Always teaching and making new sounds like it wasn't any struggle. Anyone could find him out in the court yard with a guitar in hand. Humming and singing a casual song.

   The eldest, Technoblade was a skilled swordsman and statists. Anytime he was called into a meeting, the others shuddered knowing he would trump them all. He made swinging a sword look like art. Trust me, you would know.

   You had a wonderful relationship with techno for a long time. But sadly, you both had parted away from each other. Of course, it was on all good terms, He was more concerned with the kingdom rather than establishing a strong and sturdy relationship.

   You, being a knight- fully understood. But you also choose to be a bit selfish about it. You truly wished for him to give you a bit of attention at least when together. He could be such a ladies man when he choose to in public, yet when it came to the two of you he just became closed off and anything but warm. Even behind closed doors it was lacking some spark of passion.

   So you both agreed it was best to let things lie.

  But what left you with a sour taste was how quickly he moved on.

   You would give him the benefit of the doubt of course, he was a well known man. She could have been someone he had met previously, and during your break off she was there to talk it out with him.

She, she ain't real

   But something about her screamed fake, her smile and movements seemed too thought through. Her words all laced with a sickening sweet hum, it also didn't help she giggled at basically anything techno said.

    Plenty of times you sat with the general and talked about how dense she came off. Respectfully, you had assumed Tech would have went for a well educated woman such as yourself. But after seeing her- you wondered if that type was in short supply.

   Anything she did, she would just bat her eyes and he was wrapped around his finger.

   It honestly made Sam and you laugh.

She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will

   As much as you started to loathe the woman, techno wasn't yours anymore. Thus you started getting closer to Sam. Both of you connecting on how your past relationships had been. Well you were casted aside, Sam was flatly cheated on.

   Of course knowing that, your heart ached for him. Sam was a well educated and handsome man with a heart of gold. Respectfully his whole job was centered on protecting and serving the people.

   Jumping into a relationship was Sam was like practically nothing. You promised him all the love in the world, and just like you, he promised to give you the same.

   And love each other you did.

She is a stranger

   Techno did see you grow close to his general, and honestly it didn't set well with him.

   He liked the woman he was with, but he also had known you since childhood. You both had played within the court yard plenty of times to claim it as your own.

   Sam didn't do that with you. Sam had only started to know you when you joined the ranks.

   Techno would often catch himself watching you and Sam spar. His eyes would watch as Sam's hand grabbed at your waist, gripping your hips and using his own to throw you off balance. He hated how close your bodies were.

   At one point he couldn't help but pull you aside and ask why you let him touch you. But that conversation drove spikes through his heart. "How can you just let him touch you like that?! He’s practically all over your body! You wouldn't let me touch you like that- and You and I have history" he yelled not believing what he saw.

   When your face twisted in front of him into disgust, he thought you were almost joking. "The hell is with you?! I'm not your girlfriend! Or don't you remember!?" You yelled at him. Lightly shoving him back from you. "Don't tell me where he can, and cannot touch me" You sneered. In all his years he never saw you so heated.

Sure, she's got it all

   Truthfully you saw techno leave you as a drop to his pride. He dropped a knight for a soft noble girl. A girl babied all her life. You knew as soon as she was exposed to blood she would have fainted like a goat in pasture. But in the end of the day, you weren't sleeping with her so what did it matter?

But, baby, is that really what you want

   Arguments between Technoblade and you had become more frequent. Sam let you duke it out, he knew he had no place to tell you to leave it be. Sam also didn't appreciate how fast Techno jumped onto your case about finding someone else.

   Although he knew it irked you about Techno moving on, you never got in his face about it like he would. Sam viewed this as your way of showing you were the bigger person.

   On one particular day he found the arguments amusing. Techno had started up again when Sam was publicly teasing you. Well techno found your back talking distasteful, Sam relished with how powerful you were.

   Listening to techno ramble off on his pathetic reasonings left you a laughing mess, even to the point you cut his argument off. "Bless your soul, you've got you're head in the clouds, she's going to use you like a fool!" You laughed in his face.

   His jaw tightened as he spat at your words, pointing at Sam. "You made a fool out of you General. She doesn't even love you- Your wasting your time on a-" at Tech's words you couldn't help but push back even harder for him targeting Sam.

   "How dare you say that. Your common penny is getting around more than I- And, boy, she's bringing you down!" You called out. Putting a finger to his chest. "She made your heart melt- But its all a lie!" You didn't stop their, you had more to say to him. "She thinks your all that- a fairy tale prince to save her dreams! But you're cold to the core" you said to him. Causing him to back off.

   "Besides. Now rumor has it she ain't got your love anymore"

Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh

   You weren't lying. Their were plenty of rumors going around saying she was sleeping with others besides Techno. Although Sam and you had no proof to this. Your hunches seemed right.

   On one day, Sam had left for a out of village meeting. You really didn't mind, you trusted him enough and knew he wouldn't do anything behind your back.

   But sadly you wished to go with him. Techno had asked for you to join him for a round of chess. Something you both greatly enjoyed when together. But now you knew there was meaning to the game.

   Sure enough when you sat with in in the court yard, he brought up Sam.

   "You know he is much older than you..." he said as he moved his knight across the board.

   "And She is half your age" you said flatly. Picking your pawn up. "But I'm guessing that's the reason that you stayed" you said moving it to where you pleased. His brows drew together in slight anger. But he did try and keep his calm.

   "I heard you've been missing me" he said, a small smirk growing on his lips. He found pride within those rumors. Knowing that you still supposedly whined and withered about for him.

   Of course, you knew he was gravely mistaken.

   "You've been telling people things that you shouldn't be" you said carefully. Knowing he was probably behind the rumors somehow.

   Techno took this moment to see if he still had a effect on you. Usually during chess you both would flirt a bit. So naturally, he took the chance. "Like when we creep out and she ain't around" he said bemused, your face twisting into disgust again.

   "I sneak out to see Sam... besides Haven't you heard the rumors" you said moving your queen. When he didn't respond you laughed. He didn't even under stand. "Bless your soul, you've got your head in the clouds" you said, fully amused within the moment.

   "C'mon darlin... I know you fell hard for me when we started dating..." he cooed to you. Your eyes darting up like daggers.

   "You made a fool out of me" you said to him. Wanting to get your point across. Well he moved his pawns about you took your moment to explain how you felt. "You make me sick to my stomach.. And, boy, you're bringing me down" you said softly. Smiling to yourself slowly. "You made my heart melt, yet I'm cold to the core" You said, moving your queen to take his knight. Your eyes slyly skimmed over his. His lost knight now within your fingers.

   "But rumor has it I'm the one you're leaving her for"

   After that game, rumors and tensions soared wildly. Sam at one point thought you were back and evolved with Techno again. Of course you explained to him the situation, which thankfully he understood and apologized for trusting second hand mouths.

Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh

All of these words whispered in my ear

   But Techno's mood plummeted fast...

Tell a story that I cannot bear to hear

   A engagement, specifically Sam and yours. Oh how his blood boiled at the news. He thought his hands all over you was bad, but now... now you would take Sam's name in law. You would he his wife. Not Techno's.

Just 'cause I said it, it don't mean that I meant it

   Because of this news he didn't hesitate to run and find you. More than hell-bent on giving you a piece of his mind. He wanted to make it clear you couldn't marry him.

People say crazy things

   He didn't care what people would say, he wanted to claim you again. Techno didn't want anyone else touching you. He especially didn't want Him touching you.

Just 'cause I said it, don't mean that I meant it

   Even if within the past week he yelled hurtful things to you, he hoped you would understand he just wanted to protect you from unworthy suitors. Sam couldn't provide for you like Techno could. Sam was a general born from a farmer. Technoblade was to be crowned king.

Just 'cause you heard it

   So their he stormed. Heading to the stables, knowing full well that's where you were. His anger was fuming. He couldn't wait to shove it in Sam's face that Techno wouldn't let you marry him.

   But lets just say Technoblade was the one left speechless in the end.

Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh Rumor has it, ooh,

   Especially when he slammed the door open to the stables and saw Sam's body covering yours, your legs around his waist in a tight hold well he was buried deep inside you.

But rumor has it he's the one I'm leaving you for

[testingcheats0n]

Massive Dream SMP Fic Rec!!

Hey- Hi, I just feel like there are a ton of fanfiction that's really underrated in this fandom- so I'm going to dump it on your dash!!! Most of it is going to be Tommy-centric or SBI-centric, but they are very good!

Source: Me

Finished Fanfics:

Multi-chaptered Fanfics:

that's, like, a hundred miles by No_one_you_know

Dream would kill him. Dream was going to kill him- he was going to- no, he wouldn’t. Dream was his friend- friends don’t hit each other- Dream was supposed to take care of him- Dream /was/ taking care of him.

It hurt to breathe. It hurt to think. He couldn’t clear his thoughts as he stumbled to the family computer, pulling up a tab on google and frantically typing the name into the search bar.

The words Technoblade Watson stared back at him, the little black bar at the end of the letters blinking slowly, mocking him.

Why, of all people, did it have to be Technoblade?

in short: the one where dream sucks as a parental figure, tommy runs away, and visits his least favorite family member technoblade

Hard-hitting, but has a happy ending, though I recommend reading the prequel (in the same series) first, otherwise, it's lowkey depressing.

MORE RECOMMENDATIONS BELOW THE CUT!!

you’ll rise above (crowned by an overture bold and beyond) by azvremoon

Tommy is not sixteen. He has faced too many open wounds, dripping ichor onto blood-stained warzones, to be just a child. He is Blood and War and needless Death, an all-in-one special of everything that can ruin reality.

(Tommy is the blood god. No one should know, but this server can't stop pushing him over the edge.)

+2 more Works that were Inspired by this one

Tommy is a BAMF and Dream, Technblade, and Phil get fucked it is what it is.

Responsible Forever by SilverWing15

“You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.” /////

“So,” Techoblade says, slow and deliberate, his face shows clearly just how unbelievable he finds all of this, “you saw a boy last night, in the middle of the night, living with raccoons and eating our garbage?”

“I know how insane it sounds,” Phil says, “but I know what I saw. We need to help him, who knows how long he’s been out here?”

“Okay,” Wilbur interrupts, “let’s say that raccoon-boy is real. What is it you want us to do? We can’t go searching the woods for specific bunch of raccoons, I don’t know if you’ve noticed Phil but there are a lot of them out there.”

“Going out and hunting him isn’t going to get us anywhere,” Techno says, “we have to let the raccoon-boy come to us. He’s already come once, you know how tenacious raccoons are. If they came to the garbage pit once, they’ll come again. We just have to set a trap.”

“Those raccoons aren’t gonna know what fucking hit them,” Wilbur mutters.

Or: RaccoonInnit taken well beyond its logical conclusion

Tommyinnit is a Raccoon boi that lives with other Raccoons

Protecting the Traumatised Youth by spookyserpent

Sam blinks. “What?”

Even behind the mask, Sam has the distinct impression that Dream is grinning at him. “A week and he was begging for my attention, even after I stole and burnt his armour, even after the beatings. He couldn’t stand me leaving him because I was the only one to show up, to pay him attention. It was hilarious.”

Sam is going to be sick.

Or, Sam decides to ask Dream about his intentions and ends up becoming a big brother to Tommy and Tubbo. All the while, Dream and George fight, Niki and Jack plan child murder and Ranboo is slowly getting adopted into the SBI.

Awesamdad written back when it was possible... ahhh

Chaos In a Bottle by Lovetribable

After a realization, Tommy leaves the pillar, but instead of going to Techno. He just disappears, leaving everyone to think he's gone.

It takes a war to bring him back.

+2 Sequels and an Alternative Ending

Dadinnit!! + A Sympathetic Dream

Absolutely Anything For Them by Numanum

“There’s a lot you don’t understand, Tubbo,” Dream sighs, meeting his eyes cooly. Tubbo, back against a tree, shudders at his tone, at the look on his face.

The sword at his neck skims across his skin as Dream shifts his grip on it, and he flinches back into the rough bark behind him. Dream smiles at his reaction, seeming pleased- like the cat that’s been toying with a mouse that always tries to run no matter how many times it’s caught. And, despite this being his first encounter alone with the man, he thinks that the comparison is fairly accurate; Tubbo has never felt smaller than he does now. There’s supposed to be a buddy system to prevent things like this- he shouldn’t be alone here, stuck in this situation.

Or: Tubbo becomes a traitor to save everyone and has to struggle with his choices

Traitor Tubbo, but it has the happiest ending possible since it follows the rest of the story.

Where Did You Come From, Kit? by KadeAK (zacixn)

Hybrids are an ancient species of humans crossed with animals, blessed with the favour of nature. They used to live in peace on the SMP’s land, but ever since the dawn of humanity’s modern culture, they have become ostracised and hunted by their once-brethren. Now, the once-thriving subspecies of hybrids have been reduced to ashes, the majority of their peoples struggling to survive in a city capital that can't stand their presence.

To the members of L’Manburg, General Wilbur Soot is just another mildly prejudiced human being, stuck with a hybrid fox kit for an adopted child. However, that assumption could not be farther from the truth. As it turns out, there's a reason why he is the man he is today.

This fic is entirely pre-L’Manburg.

Part of a series, very good.

Take It Easy by sweet_magnolias

Five times Techno scared Michael, one time Michael scared him, and the resolution of those fears.

AKA - Techno learns how to be an uncle.

Technoblade's POV, so expect some Tubbo bashing on the margins of all that Michael fluff.

I suppose it’s never my time to die, is it? by Birb_Whale

The first time it happens, he barely remembers. The second time is when he realized. The third... Twice is a coincidence, three times is a pattern

“It’s not your time to die yet, Tommy”

Messed up, but not unrealistic. Purely for the Hurt/Comfort lovers.

This Wasn't Planned, But It'll Work Out by Anonymous

Dream isn't sure what to think when he finds a kid on his doorstep, but he can't just leave him there, now can he?

(He doesn't know what he's getting into, or what he's gotten the kid into, either)

Long, and angsty, with a bittersweet ending Imo.

let's play a game by Aria_Cinabun

Tommy was once a slave. That's gone now - shoved in his past with the memories of blood and gore and death. He wants to forget who he was; what he has to do to survive. Of course, the Elementalists will always come back to haunt him. They aren't the ones who killed his mother, but they're close enough. And now he and his brother have been dragged into the mess, as Elementalists with their own, separate covens, to find the Pit - the place where he'd lived and killed and hurt for the first twelve years of his life. His coven can't know. Can't know who he really is, what he can really do. Can't know anything about his past. He doesn't want a coven full of Elementalists who don't trust him; one of whom he's pretty sure despises him. He doesn't want that life. He wants the life of a pickpocket, on the streets, because nobody questions street kids, and nobody comes asking about his past and pushes him to tell his secrets that he holds closest inside. Tubbo tries to tell him to trust people. But trust is how you die.

Good fantasy AU, has SBI, and is thus fluffy.

Turn of the Tide by SilverWing15

Tommy’s fins twitch at the mention of Dream’s ancestors. Dream talks about them a lot, how they made their fortune hunting down mer pods, how they were cruel and greedy. Nothing like Dream is. They’ve both overcome their roots he says.

Tommy is nothing like the wild mer out in the ocean, who spend their lives scraping by just to survive, who kicked him out of the pod when he was a baby because he was too small. He’s also better than the pit mer, who can’t overcome their wild instincts and know nothing but fighting.

He’s different from them, he’s better than them. He’s Dream’s. //// OR: Change is like the tide, when it comes, you can only sink or swim. You would think that a mer would be better at keeping afloat.

Mermaid AU Pooog. Part of a series.

One-Shots:

Snapped by AmberRunnel

“You don’t know what I went through in that prison cell.”

Jack burst out laughing, blinded with rage and the overwhelming urge to hurt Tommy, to give him everything he deserved. “Oh, is the poor child traumatized? You want pity now?” He twisted his blade, and Tommy’s axe was sent clattering to the ground.

“If the prison was so awful, why don’t I send you back there?”

-|-

Jack doesn't handle Tommy's revival well. There's a simple solution, though. Kill Tommy, and Dream revives him right back into that cell. Problem solved, kid dealt with.

It takes a few confrontations for Jack to realize he's an asshole.

It's fucked up, but god does it hurt in a good way.

the sky is coming down blue by salinesolution

An imagining of New Milo's perspective throughout the Skyblock Randomizer adventure. What did he think of the world he found himself in, and how did Wilbur's feelings and actions change things for him? Here's my way of answering those questions.

He made the fish think, funniest shit I've seen.

You told me to be a hero (so let me die like one) by spiromachia

"You told me to die like a hero," the blond interrupted, spinning on his heel to face the others, holding his arms wide open, "So why not fulfil the ending that was always meant to be."

Across the battle field, through the chaos and destruction, a tree burned.

Even the sound of explosions and cries and bloodshed felt distant enough for the world to become silent for a few moments, each individual slowly coming to the same conclusion, each of their bodies tensing.

Tommy's face broke out into a grin as he lowered his head, glowering at the people around him, and Philza's face flashed with recognition.

"Kill me."

Or... In the middle of Doomsday, Tommy decides to ask Technoblade to be the Lycomedes to his Theseus.

Heavy and dark, but at least Dream gets it.

tomorrow night by meridies

Tommy is desperately searching for his missing brother. Techno is the reluctant psychic who unfortunately got dragged along.

or, two people, more alike than different, learn what it is to have a family at their side.

It's cute what can I say :]

maple syrup by itisjosh

"We could run," Tubbo stares at the sun. "We've got everything we've ever wanted right here. We could run."

"Yeah," Tommy agrees, feeling his head swim. "We could."

(or, tommy and tubbo run away together)

Children get away from toxic adults :)

Why’d it have to be so sunny? (The sun shouldn’t shine without you.) by AToZRainToBe

‘A realisation hits Phil in the face like a truck. “Wi- Ghostbur,” Phil says, turning to his grey-scale, translucent, actually-dead son. “You definitely told Tubbo that Tommy’s alive, right?”’

To get away from Dream, Tommy agrees to fake his death, going with the cover story that he jumped from the pillar in Logstedshire. Unfortunately, someone forgot to tell Tubbo.

Misunderstandings are one of my favorite tropes.

sugar and ice by princedemeter for Aenqa

“He is my son,” Philza says. “Mortal or not, I would see him grow strong.”

Technoblade looks down on earth, at the tiny, angry bundle of cloth and pinking, wrinkled skin. This mortal child, he thinks, lungs filled with breath from the king of gods himself, will not grow strong.

It's mostly centered around Technoblade and Wilbur with Phil being a shitty dad. Pog Gods AU.

a matter of time by meridies

Tommy is twelve years old when his wings first appear, and he is twelve years old when Phil tells him, "All it takes is time and patience, Tommy, and soon you'll be flying even better than me."

or, Tommy grows up feeling like a failure, and it takes him a while to figure out where he's happiest.

Tommy is just finding his place in the world. Powers AU.

That Time a Baby Decided to Raise a Baby by Scitrust

Tubbo wasn't good at making excuses, so when Schlatt asked him why he was leaving in the night, he made something up on the spot. That had been months ago.

At least he sort of had an alibi for that, now.

Or, in which Tubbo finds a baby in the woods on his way to see Tommy, and promptly adopts it.

Part of a collection!! Read it all.

spider lily by blue000jay

Wilbur has a body.

The freckle on the base of his left pinky finger (shared with Techno). The scar on his chin from when he was twelve and over ambitious, diving into too-shallow water. The scar on his throat from the final control room, and the puckered skin on his shoulder from the poisoned arrow that killed him next. Various other nicks and things that litter his skin from years of rebellion and living wild, a kid thrown into a vicious world with too little self-preservation.

(Resurrection AU, for when/if Wilbur comes back.)

The author knows how it's like to live with chronic pain, and it shows :(

Hands tied loose by rabiddog

"Let's run away, Tubbo." Tommy breathed; a wide grin split across his face as his hope grew. "Let's get out of here – far away. We can go anywhere, can't we? Let's just go, you and me right here, right now."

-

Tommy needs to leave. He has to get out of L'Manburg, he has to leave the Dream SMP for his own sanity, and he wants Tubbo to come with him.

But Tubbo has a family now, a better life - something that he can't give up... not even for his best friend.

Unhappy ending :(

The serpent underneath by rabiddog

Tommy and Techno sit at the memory-filled bench and talk. Technoblade reminisces, he talks, he admits his pent-up feelings, he cries. And Tommy? Tommy listens. (That's all he can do.)

-

“I’m sorry for everything, you know? For all of it. I’m so sorry about... about the first war, about the withers and the fighting, about...” Technoblade's fingers began to curl around Tommy’s blonde locks. “About Wilbur and everything after. I'm so, so sorry.”

:((((((((

Damning choices by rabiddog

Ranboo would have never expected to find himself in a horrifying situation such as that one - quite literally sandwiched between a rock and a hard place, with three lives dangling over his head and the answer on the tip of his tongue.

Tubbo, Michael, Tommy.

It's his choice. He chooses who lives, and who dies. His new family, or his first friend. But Ranboo... Ranboo already knows.

-

"Ranboo," He hissed out, voice cracking and somewhat staticky, "It's not your fault. It's not. You had no other choice; I know that, okay? I- I know that- I know- I know..."

:(((((((((((((((((((((((((((

Jealousy is a disease by rabiddog

Tommyinnit isn't new to the idea of jealousy. He understands it completely. He understands the way it runs rampage through his body each time he catches even a glimpse of Tubbo and Ranboo's new relationship, he understands that the emotion makes his heart clench uncomfortably from time to time. He sees it, feels it, and yet he doesn't care.

He doesn't care at all.

-

"You took Tubbo away from me. You took him away. You took my best friend, and now he's- now he's not my best friend anymore, and I-!"

:)

Word of Honour by rabiddog

Tommy could only stand and stare as Technoblade agreed to hand him over to Dream - as his brother traded him off like he was nothing. Like Tommy wasn't important.

-

Technoblade was a man of honour. He was a man of pride and sticking to his word. He knew that he owed Dream a favour, and no matter what that favour might be, he'd be compliant with it. Nothing would change his mind. (Not even Tommy.)

Almost canon. F.

Sweet Repentance by rabiddog

Perhaps Tommy should have told Phil about his arguably life-threatening injury the minute his father had opened the door. But of course, Tommy being Tommy, did not.

Dying seemed like a nice enough option as long as he was with his family.

-

Tommy just wanted acceptance, forgiveness, and peace. He wanted to close his eyes for the last time and finally be able to let go.

Tommy dies painfully.

A White Tulip by astervoid

He picked the white tulip from the bottom of the stem, standing up carefully as he held it pinched between his fingers. It would die now, inevitably, but Tommy relented and held the flower to his chest. What a silly, stupid thing to ground him. He almost hated that it made his breaths come easier and his steps feel lighter. Almost.

Tommy & Ranbooo chill on the bench.

lying to the authorities (again) by touchgrass

"Please tell me that my right-hand-man, my soon-to-be vice president, one of the people I trust the most on this godforsaken server, did not lie straight to my face and tell me he was twenty-fucking-years-old.”

Tommy opened his mouth to protest, but then closes it shut at the furious look on Wilbur's face. Oops.

~

It is the day of the elections and Wilbur Soot could not have chosen a worser time to realize that half his staff is underage.

The ONLY fic with this premise I've seen on Ao3.

Dear Theseus by rabiddog

Tommy had thought that they'd won - thought that they'd finally beaten Dream, and that everything would be okay. As it turns out, however, apparently Dream had called in that favour from Technoblade after all.

-

“Please,” Tommy whispered after a beat, quivering hands edged upwards to hesitantly press against the tip of the sword striking through his chest. Why, why, why? Why him? Why now?

Tommy almost wins.

A Shifting World by AplusIsRoman

How was Wilbur supposed to know it would end like this?

The smoke hung in the air and soot clung to his skin. His brother - adopted, but older by two minutes - stood back-to-back with him. The chilling cries of people and the calls of the withers rang through the air above the chasm that was once his home.

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

How could he have known this would happen?

-

Sequel to A Child's World

Age-swap AU. Has a prequel.

heart of the sea by RyDyKG

Here is the secret that he barely thinks about, a secret that he shoves deep and far down in himself:

Wilbur Soot is a siren, and he’s not exactly proud of that fact.

Wilbur-centric. Urban Fantasy AU.

He knows, ok? by Ralli

By some means, Techno has given his raccoon younger brother some cotton candy. It doesn’t end as well as either of them would like.

Very, very cute :)

that's it, it's split (it won't recover) by Jk_Kat

Tommy has always been the fighter.

He has never been the fought for, and he knows it, with every whisper Tubbo directs at Ranboo, with every glance thrown his way- Tommy knows, the way he wishes he didn't, that they think he's dead.

If they're so convinced he's still dead, maybe the one good thing left he can do for them is die.

---

Or, Tommy gets addicted to being dead and thinks that nobody cares about him. The people who very much do try to pull him back from the brink before Dream can't resurrect him anymore.

Messed up, but with a happy ending.

Hugs 'n PTSD by rabiddog

Ranboo knew from the start that the recovery process would be hard - that moving on from quite literally being beat to death would be something hugely difficult to step away from, and that's if Tommy could even manage it at all.

He knew that it would be stressful and arduous, demanding and tough... he just hadn't expected to be holding Tommy through a PTSD-induced panic attack only days after his release from Pandora's Vault.

-

Ranboo isn't typically an overbearingly protective person. But for Tommy? He just might be.

I love this author if you can't tell.

Big Men don't cry by Shiny22Snivy

The room is small and warm, almost stifling compared to the cool openness of the ravine. It’s cosy and candlelit, and a chest sits open in the corner, full of what looks to be burnt rags of a former smart suit. And sitting in rumpled blankets on a bed, cradling a mug of something steaming, sits Tubbo.

At first, Tommy forgets all about Niki’s vague warning. He’s just so happy to see his best friend again, alive and well and all in one piece. Tubbo’s okay. Tubbo’s okay, and in front of him, and suddenly everything bad in the world is gone, if only for just a moment.

“Tommy?”

And then Tubbo turns to look at him.

Clingyduo fluff.

sins of the father (i broke all my bones that day i found you) by ryter

The thing that hurt Wilbur most was when he saw Fundy tear down the walls of L'Manburg. After all, those walls had gone up to protect his son. But in this world, Fundy trusts his father just a little bit more, and it ruins him.

Or: there's only one way Wilbur never becomes the villain. It's unclear whether this was the better path.

SOME VIOLENCE WARNINGS/BLOOD MENTION. CHARACTER DEATH. SO MUCH ANGST.

Sad, but cathartic.

REVIVED TOMMY HEADCANNONS AHAHAHAHA by racooninnit

i’m dropping ALL the fucking revived tommy headcannons on you guys today get ready for some ANGST

this is different from what i usually post but it was fun

i don’t think there’s a lot i need to put warnings for, obviously there are mentions of the way tommy died and the aftermath of that (i.e. injuries and trauma), but if there’s anything that needs a warning please tell me!

What it says on the tin- not really a fic.

Unfinished Stories:

Ongoing (Less than a month since the last update):

Over the River Styx by CorpseArt

I feel like we should name him.

There’s a scuffle at the back of his mind as he rolls up, curling tight with a shiver despite the heat of the flames licking up his back.

I mean, he’s like – us, but like a worse version clearly because oh man, this is just weirdness. There’s a flare of a tangle of emotions, complicated and fearful, resentful and livid with anger. I can’t believe this is what I’ve been reduced to, stuck in the mind of this- this child.

He’s like your age, Tommy. Are you calling yourself a child?

I mean, I am one so fucking duh. Child murderer.

-

Or: trauma bonding in the most unconventional of senses.

Just- Read it. Show the writer your support, it's unique, it's amazing and there needs to be more of it.

If history is dead and gone by iregretallmydecisions

“Don’t come any fucking closer,” Tommy shouted, startling Phil into stepping back. Tommy was still looking around wildly, like a trapped animal “Don’t fucking do it.” ---- In which Tommy finds himself faced with his splintered family, while it was still mostly whole. The past is not an easy place to be when the future was not kind. His family is forced to deal with the fall out.

It's better than Rewind, but you didn't hear that from me.

Wilbur Soot's Redemption (OR Ghostbur's Retry) by luckykitty0523

Wilbur had many regrets in his life, being lost in his madness and the urge for revenge drowned leaving a shell of who he once was. It was only in his dying moments that he regained himself but it was already too late for him leaving him drowning in wishes and regrets. However waking up in another different universe where wilbur was never born and family soulmates exist, so when wilbur said he wanted to fix the mistakes he never expected this turn of events.

OR

In one world wilbur dies and he would return as a ghost missing his memory and trying to fix what he did in life but in this one wilbur dies and wakes up in another world where soulmates exist and the wilbur of that world was never born so wilbur/ghostbur takes his place and tries to make up his mistakes to the other version of his friends.

Wilbur adopts SBI + Fundy + Dream.

A Talk Long Overdue by penink

Tommy has his first therapy session with Puffy.

Tommy gets therapy.

Into the Night by Interjection

“Don’t touch me,” Tommy hisses, leaning against the railing. “I will - I will-”

They’re a hundred stories up. Wind lashes against Phil’s face. Next to him, Sam makes choked noise.

“But why?”

Tommy looks up to meet Phil’s eyes, terror struck so deep in those pale blue irises Phil thinks they must hold all the world’s fears within them.

“You’ll die,” he whispers. “And then I’ll die. But I’ll come back.”

“And I don’t want to come back.”

Others have the freedom to live. Tommy doesn’t even have the freedom to die.

But maybe they can teach him that living doesn’t have to be so bad.

---

(Superpowers AU where whenever someone touches Tommy, they both die. But Tommy will always come back to life eventually. He just wants it to end - but instead, he’s on the run, terrified of how his power will be exploited if he’s caught.

A few people reluctantly team up to save him.)

Funky SBI dynamics + a Sam that cares. Also a lot of angst.

[rheagodlywrites]

Death Bed

C!Technoblade x reader

Techno is sick of seeing you go all out for battles and hurt yourself over and over. How will he respond when you basically drop dead in front of him with Ghostboo and a crying Tommy?

This is a bit of a bad story so bear with me. The best ideas come when I’m tired so yeah.

He noticed you. He saw your face when you fought for what you thought was right. You joined him with Wilbur in taking back L’manburg. You fought against Dream and Jschlatt bravely. You made people surrender or they lost a life. You were the one to hold the horrible leader by the throat and almost cut his head off. The man died in your hands due to a heart attack. You saved Tommy from dying in the explosion that Wilbur had caused. You nearly died that day,almost losing your first life. You slumped over Tommy hearing the faint screams coming from him as Techno set off the withers. You woke up in your own bed. You felt like your chest was killing you. You slowly sit up and looked around your room. Techno sat in a chair with a book about some Greek god. You mostly understand Norse mythology.

“Techno?” You hoarsely questioned. He looked at you and shook his head.

“I’m grateful that you fight with everything you got but you were barely alive. I thought you had died on the spot since you didn’t respawn. Careful,your ribs are broken. Here.” He handed you a regeneration potion. You down the potion, instantly feeling your body reconfiguring and everything healing back up. It didn’t heal a lot of things but it fixed the broken rib cage. Techno had already wrapped your arms up and patched up your face.

“I didn’t realize you were so worried. Do you like looking at my face?” You gave the blood god a sly smile but he only frowned at you. He hid behind his mask as he was embarrassed at your words.

You remember that day clearly. You remember it well as it was one of many interactions that you enjoyed with him. You cared about the Blood god a lot. He was a kind soul when he wished to be. Although you push down your real feelings to him in order to function. If you didn’t you may as well stand in awe in front of him. You enjoyed his company. Maybe you were guilty of getting injured just so you can see him within reason. You needed to get in contact with Tommy since you needed your earring back from him. Tommy trusted you. He considered you a well-trusted friend. You gave him an earring but you wanted to give him the new one that you had made. You had made a flower for you and a disc for him. You made your way to his base. In the distance you saw Tommy but you also saw Ranboo well..Ghosboo. Ranboo was a kind soul and although unfortunately you couldn’t be as close to him as you wanted since..you were the cause of painful memories to him. He didn’t like the way you fought without hesitation. The cold look in your eyes and the deadly silence that you stayed in when preparing for a battle. But in a sad turn of events you somehow managed to get close with his ghost.

“Tommy! Hey! I got you something!” You called out to him. He was a bit startled but accepted the new gift. He liked it. He replaced the old one that was poorly made. He did put it on the other ear though. Tommy talked endlessly about things that didn’t really matter. Ghostboo joined in the meaningless conversation and so did you. You had looked behind Tommy as he ranted away about how he wanted to make another cobble tower. You noticed a familiar white mask and green hood. You pulled out your sword and your face went cold. The two boys saw the green man approach. Everyone knew he had been broken out of prison. Everyone wanted to kill him but he had already gotten to armor and weapons before anyone could take his last life. Dream came quickly. His pace quickened and soon he was on you. You had stepped in front of Tommy and blocked the attack. Dream laughs horribly with a cruel tinge in his voice.

“Let’s see how well you can fight! You can’t protect him forever!” He taunted. He pulled back and attacked once again. The battle between you two went for longer than expected. Ghostboo and Tommy left to get help. Dream managed to get you on one knee. He dug his sword in your shoulder. He pressed deeper and deeper until Dream was thrown off of you. Tommy managed to kick Dream off hard. Tommy was fearful. His eyes were wild.

“Grown the balls to face me, Tommy? I’m your friend..I’m hurt.” Dream’s voice was sickly sweet. Dream glared at you and only laughed. He pulled out a crossbow and shot you in the arms twice. You stared in pain as it hurt to move. You couldn’t bring yourself to even cry out as the bolt of the crossbow pierced your flesh making a terrible sound. You watch as Dream had suddenly disappeared. Tommy had tears in his eyes. He looked as if he wanted to cry. Tommy watched as you slumped over on the ground. He yelled to Ghostboo for help. Ghostboo and Tommy helped bring you back home. They brought you back but Techno was waiting on your porch.

“T-Techno! Please help! She’s..she’s!” Tommy’s voice was shaky and afraid. You noticed that he looked behind his shoulder as you escaped the area. Techno paled at the sight of you. Tommy’s clothes were bloodied up from the large gash at your shoulder. You felt life drain from your body as Techno quickly brought you in. You were dropped on your bed. He told the two to go and get the potions that you kept in your storage. He apologized to you as he pulled off the broken armor.

“That’s.. not going away anytime soon. It’s gonna scar badly.” He got a better look at the wound. It was too large for him to say that the potions were going to completely heal it. He looked at the crossbow bolt and slowly pulled it out. It’s why he sent the boys out. It’s hard to watch this himself. The boys came back as he removed it. Ghostboo only smiled and said something about how you’ll be ok if you die. Tommy harshly told him to shut up. Techno took the potions and made you drink. Despite your critical condition, so did as he wanted and allowed him to fix you up. You felt weak when it was all over. You just wanted to sleep but Techno wouldn’t allow it in case you could fall into a coma. The boys stayed in you guest room well more so Tommy since Ghostboo wanted to roam around. He really is free spirited.

“You can’t keep doing this..going into battle without a plan.” Techno’s face was dark and serious. He didn’t want you too lose your lives over things like this.

“Sorry Techno. I just couldn’t let Dream kill Tommy.” Techno felt his anger surge. It wasn’t completely your fault but his voices were getting so loud..so out of hand.

“You could’ve died! Why do you hurt yourself so much and injure yourself?! Last week it was a creeper that blew you up but you survived! Before that an arrow went through your arm! How many near death experiences must you have! You’re only human! Why must you make me worry?” He yelled his frustrations. You were sad and he could only be angry. You reached for his hand. Your newly bandaged hand was so small in his. You knew it bothered him just not how much.

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to get hurt and be accident prone. I just..” You searched for the right words to justify yourself but nothing came to mind. Other than..

“I do silly things because my head is in the clouds. The arrow shot by that skeleton? I was thinking about giving you the gold I found since you like gold. Creeper explosion? I was on my way to see you since I had nothing better to do. I enjoy your company and I find it fun. More fun than reading about how Thor slightly lifted the Midguardian serpent.” You did your best to say what you wanted but you didn’t know what else to say. Techno gently gripped your small hand.

“I too..have my head in the clouds about you.” You smile at the way he had said it.

“If I’m being honest. I really do-“ He gently kissed your forehead and leaned on your other shoulder.

“Just go to sleep please. You need to heal.” Techno gently pushed you back to the bed. You sighed as you closed your eyes falling asleep with your hand in his. Techno smiled at you and for once his world was silent. The gentle sounds of the wind and the rustling leaves were all he could hear.

“A peaceful moment with you is all worth it.”

[cantbelieveivedonethis]

-Main Themes in the Dream SMP Narrative-

I recently came across a Dsmp survey that asked about the main themes of the story, and I, being the storytelling enthusiast I am, couldn’t stop myself from thinking about it. This is by no means a professional thematic analysis, and is merely my thoughts on the subject, and well, me gushing about things I find cool, but here you go (Just to make sure, all names mentioned belong the the characters, and all events are part of the roleplay):

One thing that makes the Dream SMP so intriguing is how similar to life it is compared to most other pieces of media. The nature of Minecraft roleplay coupled with the streamer personas makes it so that stuff like abandoned plotlines and forgotten details don’t get the same “bad writing” treatment, and instead make the characters feel more like real people living real, and thus inconsistent, lives. Lives that intertwine, lives that affect those around them no matter how “narratively important” they may seem, told from so many different perspectives giving insight into so many characters. Such lifelikeness makes it hard to analyze the Dsmp and its characters using conventional methods. Still, a story is a story. And one thing almost all good stories have is themes. Dsmp is no exception.

And while all arcs touch on different themes that branch into different, more specific topics, there are still 3 themes I found that are prevalent through almost all the arcs, one way or another. And here they are:

 1-     The Cycle Of Violence

 Wikipedia defines it as this: “The term cycle of violence refers to repeated and dangerous acts of violence as a cyclical pattern, associated with high emotions and doctrines of retribution or revenge.”

We’ve seen this cycle play out many times, had characters succumb to it over and over again. In fact, violence as a means of communication is very common in the server! Those little moments when small things start to escalate, when people start hurting each other in their hurt, when people start demanding revenge more than they demand justice, violence is a constant in all those moments! Like take this here: Wilbur’s treatment of others during his mental spiral, Techno’s usage of violence as a means to be listened after others constantly ignored him, Sam and Quackity using constant violence for revenge hidden as justice in their own brand of spirals, Jack and Niki trying to enact revenge on Tommy in their feeling of betrayal and hurt and anger, and countless others who hurt others because they were hurt. It’s a theme that’s present in pretty much all arcs, affecting characters from all parts of the server. The fact that all the characters on the server are morally grey contributes greatly to this.

 2-     Power, Control, Responsibility and Corruption

 Yeah, I know those are four different themes as one category, but it’s hard to separate them when they are so intrinsically connected in the story. The narrative repeatedly showed us not only the way those individual concepts affect the characters, but also the relationship between those concepts like how absolute power corrupts, how people with positions of authority tend to abuse that authority even if they are good people at the core because the flawed social hierarchy system requires them to, and how desire for power and/or control harms people not only seeking it but also those around them. Most popular examples of this are obviously the arcs relating L’manburg, as it has the most political background. Think about how L’manburg doesn’t have a single president that hasn’t fallen from grace in one way or another. How so many people have suffered under the responsibility of protecting it. How the constant power struggle within and outside it destroyed so many relationships. The Butcher Army. I don’t even need to explain that.

However, L’manburg isn’t the only place these themes are present. Here are some characters whose recent arcs touch on those: Dream, in his desire for control, for things to go back to what they were, and his feelings of responsibility over everything that happens in the server, slowly became worse and worse, doing whatever it took to reach his goals. Sam, similarly to Dream, feels responsibility over the server as the prison warden, and this responsibility as well as his black& white sense of morality makes him repeatedly abuse his authority both in and outside the prison, leading him to commit terrible actions to protect those worldviews of his. And Quackity, who’s always been on a search for power due to his insecurities in his place in the social hierarchy, becomes worse and worse as he’s denied that power. The Crimson Arc also touched on themes of control and corruption.

 And the final category,

3-     Identity and Personhood

 This one’s actually my favourite out of the three due to the fact that it’s the one theme that should be analyzed not only within the story, but also within the meta. The one theme that’s present in the fandom as much as it’s in the server. I’ll explain what that means.

In the first paragraph I’ve mentioned how characters feel more real-person-like compared to most characters from other medias due to the nature of the medium, and how that makes it harder for us to analyze them using conventional methods like character archetypes. And as such, trying to fit them into those categories of identities creates a dissonance between the character and the way they’re perceived. So not only should we deal with how the concepts of identity and personhood exist within the story and affect the characters, but also analyze the audience perception through the same lens.

Let’s look at how the concepts of identity and personhood interact. And let’s talk about Wilbur for that. Wilbur’s a character who has very black and white views and puts a lot of value on roles. He was the first person in the story to talk about “good guys” and “bad guys”, “heroes” and “villains”. He believes he must be something, have some sort of role for people to like him. Those thoughts carry over to L’manburg and its citizens,  influences Dream’s entire arc by assigning him a villain from the get-go, influences the fandom in such a way that the effects of it is still present to this day. How many times have we seen certain characters described as “protagonist” or “antagonist” of the “main story” even though Dream SMP doesn’t really work like that?

And when it comes to personhood, Techno, Tubbo and Dream are three characters that should be talked about. We all know about the “I’m a person!” speech of Techno, and why it was brought up. Techno truly is seen as a weapon by so many of the characters, as evidenced by how he’s never listened by them unless it’s a message given through violence, which is why  “Violence is the only universal language.” was a thing in the first place. He is either treated like a super-human, like when he was expected to have come up with the perfect solution in the Red Festival by both the characters and the fans even though he was someone with little info on his enemy and no support from allies put in a difficult situation in which he still did the best he could even though his best was still a sucky scenario; or treated like some sort of force to be brought down, like when the Butcher Army wanted to eliminate him as a power move and fans want him to lose a canon life so he’d face “narrative consequence” even though he already has, many times.

On the other side, we have Tubbo, whose depersonalization has been  a huge part of his character, as he himself is guilty of it. Tubbo’s played so many roles in his life; soldier, spy, martyr, president, and all these roles led him to the weird limbo he’s in now. On the day of the Red Festival, he had to be the one who tried to defuse the situation, the one who had to take second place even though he’d literally been murdered publicly that day. It hadn’t been about him the way it should have been. He bottles up traumas and always tries to play a role in one way or another because that’s what he found to be the thing for him, even though he never should have needed a country or an establishment to be considered a person in the first place. The certain interpretations of his character that go between “sidekick” to “uwu soft bee-boy” to “feral chaotic nuke child” with no depth also erase a lot of his character by trying to fit him in a role that he won’t fully fit.

And Dream, the boogeyman, devil incarnated, inarguably the most dehumanized person on the server. He’s hated and feared by almost everyone, the common enemy who was put in a prison for good. And the characters have very valid reasons, of course, and the things he’s done are terrible, but it cannot be denied that within the story he’s never treated as a person. He was the “villain” of L’manburg before he even knew L’manburg existed, and he existed in that role through and through. He embraced it in fact and often dehumanized himself, as we can see from the “You’re a monster.” “Okay” exchange. In the fandom, he’s often described with the “Pure Evil“ trope even though it’s been said several times that ALL the characters are morally grey and he’s no exception, not to mention how he doesn’t really fit the trope. He’s treated like he just wants to get around and manipulate and hurt everyone he sees, even when he’s at his lowest point just trying to survive. And this theme’s one of the reasons of we have the Prison Arc now, and one of the defining factors of it. That’s an arc about Dream, and dehumanization and violence and abuse and authority all at once.

Many other characters also deal with this, but these are the most obvious examples.

 (Should I also get into talk about the identities within the fandom and how they define the way we see people? How the terms apologist and anti and stuff like that often contribute to polarization even though they come from a place of good intent, and the same polarization would probably exist still in different forms? How weird it is that this fandom developed the way it did? Ha, absolutely not, not gonna go around poking bears with sticks, also I don’t think I’m knowledged enough anyway soo.. Still, something I thought was interesting.)

 -

 So yeah. This is a lot more than I expected to write, and I certainly wrote more than I probably should have in a well-written and concise analysis but I’ve also been writing for hours and have no energy to edit things, so you get it like this. Once again, there are so many more themes and topics present in so many arcs and characters, but these are the 3 that caught my attention and made me want to talk about them. 

[locus-p0cus]

//suicidal ideation, hallucinations, implied/referenced child neglect, Tommyinnit's Exile Arc In General, Major Character Death (?)

(A Character Study With Far Too Much Metaphor)

(Aka, Tommy becomes a Match Girl™)



It was snowing when Tommy died.

For someone who had been supposedly born in the Antarctic wastes of Earth SMP, he certainly wasn't used to the cold. Not like he was used to sunburns and blisters, from explosions or just exposure only Prime knows. Even what little of his memories left to comfort him blistered with heat, something closer to burning than anything safe.

Sometimes he wishes he could go back. Even if it sets him aflame, he wishes he could bask in that warm glow just a little longer. Just to know it was real.

He can't go back. Technoblade's house doesn't count, Techno isn't real warmth. He’s embers at best- burning to the touch, but drawing Tommy ever closer in hope of something gentle- at worst he’s raging, a forest fire raining hell down on anyone unlucky enough to stand in his path.

No, Techno didn't count. Even if on the day Tommy found his cabin, when the snow hadn't yet graced the surrounding wastes, his house had reminded him of the fire that used to be there. The hearth they all used to sit around, safe, protected, comforted.

The hearth is only embers now, and Tommy is running through frozen plains, ready to be burned picking them up.

He trudges through the snow, limbs aching and foot completely numb. He's used to a slight loss of feeling in his toes, nerves damaged from standing at the edge of the holes Dream made- standing too close to explosions must run in the family- but this was something new. Where the ball of his foot usually feels tingly, as if poked with a needle just enough to feel it, now it's his whole left foot, hollowed out and filled with static that penetrates the skin and sends the cold slithering deeper into his bones.

He remembers the first snow after the Antarctic Empire had disbanded, Wilbur struggling to fit a giants gloves on his tiny hands, frustration growing quickly as they fell off every time he looked away. Tommy would squirm, eager to play out in the fluff with no regard for the aftermath. Eventually he ran off, forgoing the gloves altogether, much to Wilbur's dismay.

'Now look what you've done,' Wilbur said, plucking Tommy out of a snow bank like a lost puppy to hold close to his chest. 'This is why we need the gloves, Tommy. I bet your hands burn, huh?'

Tommy, teary eyed and red in the face, nodded. 'Make it better!'

Wilbur snorted out his nose, fogging up his glasses. 'I can't just make it better Toms. I'm not magic. You have to wear the gloves to keep your hands from going all weird. If you had listened to me you'd be fine!'

Tommy whined, attempting to bury his face in Wilbur's neck as best he could around Wilbur's scarf. 'Sorry. It hurts.'

Wilbur just hummed sympathetically. 'Here, let's go inside. We can thaw you out in there, and then maybe we can come back out with gloves on this time.' Tommy was whisked away, back into the cabin, and sat in front of the fire where his hands protested the violent difference in temperature. He'd stayed there all the same, so eager to make Wilbur proud.

It was always like that with Wilbur, he mused as he felt the familiar burn in his fingertips spread to his ears and feet, dancing up his leg dangerously. Keeping him happy had been like trying to herd a cloud of smoke from one room to another without breathing it in. At least when he was young the smoke had been a sign of the cabin's hearth, a place to run to rather than from. It was only later, when Pogtopia turned the Hearth's smoke to an ugly blackened thing, one of paranoia and cigar ash and the hiss of a lit fuse, that Tommy noticed just how much had got into his lungs. Secondhand smoke was a serious issue, Niki had always reminded him when Wilbur was just within earshot, close enough to hear but far enough to feel unnoticed.

It never mattered. Pogtopia held smoke like a tank held water, letting it fester and seep into every breath, and Wilbur's bad habits never died. It made Tommy's job easy, just keep the smoke from smothering the fire, from putting out the last of the flame. Such a simple job, with such an overwhelming consequence. He'd thought, at the 16th, that maybe in L'manburg the air would clear up a bit, be drained of its rot and hate until it was just the call of the fire again.

And then Philza, summer breeze that he was, elusive and barely there, came and blew Wilbur away. He drifted in, unaware and unwelcome, and sent black smoke into the burning sky. And then Wilbur was gone.

Ghostbur is hardly a wisp of what the smoke used to be, safer to breath but thin as paper. Wilbur had been a promise, if a broken promise, of fire. Ghostbur is the drifting remains of a snuffed candle.

Tommy doesn't know if he will ever get the soot out of his lungs.

He's stopped shivering now. Something like Techno's voice, or maybe Phil's or even Niki's, tells him that's very bad. That if he doesn't get inside soon, he'll-

He'll what?

Tommy stares blankly at his hands through the whispered beginnings of a blizzard. The tips, normally grey from soot or dirt, are an elegant lavender-blue. He can't feel his nose, or his ears or his hands. Through his, soaked, stained, tattered excuse for trousers, he can see frost crawling up his leg like a magnificent frozen spiderweb.

If he makes it to Techno's cabin, maybe the man will share his potions, and maybe it'll save his final life, and then maybe he'll be allowed to stay and then maybe Dream won't find him and then- what?

He hides in a house of embers forever, until it inevitably burns down? He never sees his home, his nation, ever again? He leaves his disks, his only solid reminder of the early days of L'manburg, in the hands of his abuser? He lives being burned and burned, and burned, never finding a hearth to lie down next to?

He never sees Wilbur again, and just- accepts this fate?

He reaches the edges of a forest, spiraling aspen trees blending into the snow as it starts to fall. He puts one hand against the nearest trunk, and feels nothing but static.

His head is hazy, limbs weak. His skin is dotted with bruises and burns and frostbite, like someone took the prettiest shades of blue and raked them across their ugliest red canvas. What had seemed so hard, nearly inconceivable mere hours ago at the top of that tower, feels so easy now. And it is.

It is so easy to collapse against an aspen tree, slide to the ground and lean back against the bark. It is so easy to watch the snow build up around him, covering him in a fresh blanket like the storm is tucking him in. It is so easy, to let go, to finally, finally, give in. Give up. Let his spark dwindle and dim.

There are tears frozen to his cheeks. He would wipe them away if he had the energy, if he cared what some fox or wolf found while looking for a winter snack in these woods.

The burning is nearly gone now. He can't feel the aching scars left by so many ruined hearths, he can't feel the wind that bit at his cheeks and arms, he can't feel the blaze of hurt the snow and the world had pierced through his core, drowning out the last of his spark.

Tommy giggles deliriously. The snow has built past his elbows, now. After this blizzard, he won't be found til spring, if anyone ever bothers to look for his body. They would probably be searching around the tower, if they did, and it would be quite the mystery as to how he ended up here if they ever found him.

Maybe he'd be on one of those true crime shows. Maybe someone would finally investigate Dream, and he would be falsely accused for Tommy's murder, or for trying to frame it as suicide.

He croaks out a laugh. Wilbur used to be obsessed with those shows. He'd make up the wildest stories for how the killer did it, or got away with it, or whatever the mystery part was. This seemed like something he'd come up with.

'Tommy,' he'd say, smiling in that way he did when he was about to spout bullshit, 'I bet you the kid just really wanted to die. Didn't go through with it at the tower- most jumpers want to back out as soon as they leap, did you know - but couldn't make it to safety through the blizzard, and sort of gave up.'

"That's stupid," Tommy says, the wind whipping his words away from even his own ears, "It was clearly the green guy's fault. Killed him at the tower and tried to hide the body in the blizzard, huh? Rightfully put away, I'd say."

'It was definitely his fault,' Wilbur agrees, the smoke billowing off him, 'But he wasn't killed. He was abused, right? Driven near out of his mind? He goes up to the tower, takes the step off, and has that moment of 'ah fuck, I was wrong- I gotta live to spite this guy-' but once he's in the snowstorm, he's almost to the cabin but gets sad again and gives up. Lies down, leaves himself to become one with the snow.'

Tommy snickers, floating hazily just inside his body as the snow builds ever higher. "That's so fucked, man," He huffed, "You need professional help. Why would you put him right next to the cabin? You coulda said he was too far away to get help."

Wilbur's voice grows quieter. 'He was almost there,' the wind breathes, 'If he had screamed, they would have heard him. He could have made it.'

He sniffles. "Don’t say that. Please.”

“Tommy?”

Tommy turns his face away, neck creaking from the cold. “Say he couldn't have made it. Say it was too late. He was too far gone."

The smoke churns, the snow builds, and Wilbur just smiles. 'You were so close. You almost did it, Tommy.'

"Stop,"

"Tommy, please-"

"Leave me alone." He breathes, shutting his eyes. The snowflakes on his eyelashes don't melt against his skin. "Go away."

Something barely there, like a ghostly slime, presses urgently against his face. "Tommy I'm sorry, you have to wake up- please, please-"

The pleading fades to buzzing in his ears, only a few words picked up through the cotton in his ears. "Technoblade- friend- hold on- I'll get- stay- please-"

'Tommy? Did you forget your gloves again?' A voice beckons from somewhere in the white. "I bet your hands are burning, huh?'

Tommy blinks down at his hands. They're covered in unmelted snow, blue and grey and blazing through his nerves. He sobs. "Please," he breathes. "Make it better."

Wilbur's hands, smoky white and pleasantly cool, curl around his with a gentle squeeze. 'Of course, Toms. Let's go thaw you out, okay? We'll be careful, take our time with it.'

Tommy nods incoherently, and he's picked up out of the snowbank and held to a broad chest, trenchcoat dusted with snow instead of ash. 'I've got you, sunshine,' He says, and Tommy lets himself drift off in his arms, ready to be carried to the Hearth.



A wail rips through the forest, and the blizzard flurries onward, past the final spark it has snuffed out.

[kateis-cakeis]

Hi! I am/was a neglected kid so i am semi on Fundy's side by default, which gives me a bias i am trying to break. And since i came to fandom later I was told a big reason Fundy apologists "dislike" Alivebur was the fact "I despise you" made Espionage Arc have no real payoff which I'm inclined to superficially agree. I was wondering if there were any vods youd reccomend i could watch to break my preconceived thoughts/bias?

Hi, Anon.

Here’s some vods at the timestamps that are probably important to watch (X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X). They show Alivebur as a father, and also him getting disowned, as well as the despise quote itself. 

But I’m gonna take your ask as an excuse to do some analysis, so hope you don’t mind!!!

I feel like I should tread carefully here since you said you are/were neglected but ummm...

Okay, so, in my eyes, Alivebur was the exact opposite to neglectful. If anything he was an overbearing and protective father who thought Fundy was far too young for any kind of power - hence why he never gave him any proper government position.

Here are a couple quotes where Alivebur mentions that Fundy is too young:

“That means you’ve got like a week till Fundy’s in charge of L’Manberg.” (Tommy)

“Nah, Fundy’s too young.” (Alivebur)

- (Wilbur’s video The Great War of the Dream SMP: 26:40)

and

“Don’t give him promotions he’s too young, he doesn’t understand.” - (Wilbur’s video Building the Resistance: 11:08)

This is likely because, as mentioned by Ghostbur, that around the time of the election, Fundy was fourteen. Which also means he was younger during the Independence War, and still fairly young at the beginning of the Pogtopia era.

Here’s the quotes:

“Last time I spoke to Fundy was… erm. When I announced I was running for President, and you said that you were also gonna run. That was the last time I remember.” - (Fundy’s Being Adopted: 1:00:43, 27th Nov)

–

“He’s very young, he’s only like fourteen.” - (Fundy’s Being Adopted: 1:03:12, 27th Nov)

–

“Phil, do you know how old Fundy is? I think he was very young when I remember, but I don’t know if he’s gotten older since.” - (Fundy’s Being Adopted: 1:03:23, 27th Nov)

The implication here is that Ghostbur doesn’t know if Fundy has gotten older since he last remembers, but Ghostbur last remembers talking to Fundy at the election. 

This implies that the “He’s very young, he’s only like fourteen” means that Fundy was fourteen around the time of the election, but has gotten older since then, implied from Ghostbur asking Phil how old Fundy is. (If you wanna see more on this, here’s an analysis about the whole age thing)

With this in mind, it makes sense why Alivebur would baby Fundy and be overprotective, to the point where he gave him no responsibility. It comes from a good place, but Fundy didn’t like it all that much.

It seems with both Alivebur and Fundy, their relationship was good up until the exile. This is also further backed up by what Phil said about Alivebur being a good dad:

“Will, for good portion of your life, you were the best dad. You were great. But, at some point, you took a turn and... things got messy.” - (Wilbur’s Amangus with new and old friends: 1:59:37, 24th Nov)

That turn Phil is referring to? That’s Pogtopia, and something very notable happens with Alivebur and Fundy two weeks before Alivebur took that turn. 

See, Alivebur has a very justified reason in hating Fundy, it’s not for no reason, not at all (full analysis on that here). He’s justified because, Fundy disowned him:

“Wilbur is just a founder, and I was born here and nothing else. That’s literally everything there is to it.” (Fundy)

“But you know that’s not…” (Alivebur)

- (Wilbur’s techno and wilbur make cave better: 58:20, 23rd Sep)

We have no idea if this was just for show as a spy, or if this was legit, but no matter what Fundy’s intentions were, he disowned Alivebur when he was right there, and it contributed into breaking him. 

The paranoia Alivebur had in the latter half of Pogtopia? Part of it comes from Fundy. He literally claims to not even be related, at all. It’s not just disowning, it’s denying that Alivebur was ever his father. 

That’s bound to hurt and break Alivebur down, and not to mention, Alivebur was hurt when Fundy wasn’t on his side at the elections, so this is so much worse. 

After the above quote, Alivebur is silent for half a minute before saying this:

“I don’t know who you are anymore, Fundy. I don’t know who you are anymore…” - (Wilbur’s techno and wilbur make cave better: 59:08, 23rd Sep)

This is a major quote that gets overlooked. Alivebur thought he knew his son, but after he was disowned, he says this in a tone that seems as if he’s on the brink of tears. Losing Fundy like this hurt Alivebur deeply, but nobody ever takes it into consideration when talking about their relationship.

This is what makes Alivebur wholeheartedly believe that Fundy was on Schlatt’s side. And it definitely contributes to his paranoia. But what hurts the most, one of the quotes that matters the most, is when Alivebur, two weeks after the disowning, says Fundy was all he cared about in L’Manberg:

“Fundy, Fundy is very clearly on Schlatt’s side, look- Fundy was the closest thing I had to something I cared about in L’Manberg, when it all began. You know, when it started, the closest thing to anything I cared about was Fundy. Fundy was my, he was my, he was my boy! My rock! You know? And hearing what he said about L’Manberg and stuff is just… And when I heard him say that he had no care for me, I believe that. I think he’s so happy that he’s finally been given maturity in L’Manberg, you know. Like, Schlatt’s giving him the maturity he’s been craving, you know. And that’s cool. That’s fine. You know? I have no issue with that, he can do what he wants.” - (Wilbur’s who are you go away: 1:44:10, 8th Oct)

Alivebur believed 100% that Fundy didn’t care about him, that breaks a parent no doubt. People act like Fundy never hurt Alivebur, and that he was unjust in his hatred but... that’s not true at all. Alivebur lost everything when his son betrayed him, because he had already lost his nation, his son was the last thing he had.

But Alivebur is also self-aware to why it happened, talking about how Schlatt gives him the maturity Fundy had wanted. He knows how his own actions and words had led to this, maybe even knowing he had hurt Fundy.

Which finally leads us onto the despise quote itself:

“Fundy, I despise you, you were my son and you just betrayed me. I have nothing to say to you.” (Wilbur’s The Meeting: Nov 6th, 35:55)

It’s not fair to take this quote out of context, like so many do. On its own, without everything else in mind, sure it looks bad, but with how Fundy hurt Alivebur, how it broke him, it makes a lot of sense. 

After weeks - possibly even years in the SMP timeline - of believing Fundy had betrayed him and wanted nothing to do with him, Fundy walks back into his life and reveals he’s a spy. Not only is Alivebur going to find it hard to trust that, but he’s also not going to forgive Fundy straight away. 

He had been hurt for weeks, if not possible years, of course he’s not just going to say he loves Fundy and move onto the plan. Yes, despise is a strong word, but look at the latter half of the quote. 

“You were my son and you just betrayed me.” - This is one of the most important parts but no one ever talks about it! It can be implied from this that Alivebur sees family as the strongest bond, since this line implies he wouldn’t have expected a betrayal from his own son. 

Which is why he despises him, which is why he as nothing to say to him.

Alivebur is a complex man, but pretty clear cut as a parent. He was overbearing, too protective, trying to keep his son from responsibility, from following in his footsteps in a leadership position that only caused Alivebur stress (and possibly caused his depression).

He’s a parent who thought he could rely on his son being on his side, only for his son to back his opposition at the debates, only for him to make his own party and then commit voter fraud (which you know like father like son in terms of rigging voting :P), only for him to stay in Manberg and cheer his father’s exile, only for him to disown him and claim he was never his father, only for him to reveal he was a spy wayyy too late.

It’s tragic, this relationship between them. Alivebur hurt Fundy by being overbearing no doubt, but he was never neglectful. The only time Alivebur had nothing to do with Fundy was after Fundy himself betrayed him. I think it’s rather harsh to say he had left him or neglected him with that in mind.

And ultimately, Fundy blames Alivebur for leaving him alone in the world. He still cared and missed him, and says himself that Alivebur left him when he needed him the most. But I also think that’s a bit harsh on why Alivebur died too, he didn’t do it to hurt Fundy, he did it to hurt himself.

Anyway... I hope this helps, Anon. I tried to be real sensitive but, I don���t know, you probably haven’t changed your mind anyway, people are pretty set in this fandom :P 

But I really care about this father/son relationship - in fact I talked about it for hours last night with a friend - so I feel like I can sometimes shine a new light on some of the facts :)

[votederpycausemufins]

hermit!Tommy au keeps living rent free in my brain and i need to get it out to write my other stuff. writing sort of helps but it’s also letting other aus in!

like in this i’m also using triplet au and some avian race stuff plus one au thing i’m adding because i like it!

send help, i don’t know enough about dream smp to write it well but i’m writing anyway and maybe it’s good but i have Anxiety™.

uh, anyway, part one of this new idea, if you have any idea who would help dream get tommy back like this, tell me cause otherwise i’m only using tubbo techno and dream cause i’m not sure who would realistically join.

oh yeah and @petrichormeraki for making the hermit!tommy au and i think also the triplet au? and then also @strawberrylemonz because i didn’t realize they had more chapters of their one fic and i binge read all of memories in the stars so now Grian and Tommy are brothers in this fic.

Dream smiled wildly under his mask as he stared at the portal that stood in front of him. It was no nether portal, the only resemblance being the purple color between the blocks of the frame. Said blocks were eight pure diamond blocks making an almost five by three shape. It had taken months to learn of the design and get it to work properly, but here it was. Known only as the infinity portal, Dream knew this was just what he was after.

A few other players stood near him, having assisted in the creation of the portal at Dream’s demands and threats. It had started when Tommy disappeared. When everyone realized, there were a range of emotions, but almost everyone knew that there would be no way to find Tommy. They hadn’t noticed for who knows how long after he left, leaving no trail. Dream was the only one who thought there might be a way to find his lost ‘friend’. And that idea became real when at a MCC tournament with Tubbo, the compass the boy always wore stopped spinning once again. And even then, learning that had been chance when in the middle of a game the normally hidden item had come loose.

Dream never saw Tommy so he assumed that he was simply in the crowd and not participating, which made it harder to pin him down, but with the return portals going group by group, it was easy to see the compass stop tracking Tommy after the Hermitcraft group left.

The initial knowledge left Dream shocked and even doubting a return of Tommy. That place was known as a very well protected place. It was likely that Tommy’s arrival caused those that resided in Hermittown would have their admin making things harder to bypass. And at the same time, someone who could get through like Tommy did, even by chance, would likely be heavily monitored. It’s just how Dream would do it.

But not wanting to give up, Dream researched into these people and learned how the Hermits would open their gates briefly before moving on. Based on previous patterns, there was no way Dream would wait months and months before that happened again, but some knowledge has seeped over from the previous event.

Some of the Hermits had found a way to create something called the infinity portal, and immediately Dream knew that would be his way to Tommy. If anything were to get past the Hermit’s protection, it would be something of their own design.

And now here it was, his very own Infinity portal. He had even used his admin powers to give it a little upgrade. A duplicate of Tubbo’s compass was placed into one of the blocks making up the frame. It was slightly dented and scorched from previous attempts and was currently sparking dangerously, but it was all holding. 

Now, speaking of Tubbo, the boy was just to Dream’s right. He grabbed Tubbo a little harshly and pulled him forward. “See, it finally works!” Dream spoke, his voice edging complete madness. “And I’m sure it wouldn’t have without that little trinket of yours, so why don’t you have the honors Tubbo?”

Normally Dream wouldn’t want to give anyone else the chance to get to Tommy before him, but he was smart and knew how to survive. While the portal looked stable and working for the most part, the sparks from the compass told another story. He could go in first and potentially die, or he could use a test dummy. 

Tubbo was too eager to see Tommy once again and didn’t see any problem with going first. He stepped onto the portal and barely gave a second thought about Dream’s Request to come back once he was through to say where exactly they landed. He watched as the world around him warped and turned purple, just as with a nether portal, but the bright white flash that followed was different.

The first thing Tubbo saw was a large turquoise building, but to see it better, he took a step out of the portal and fell into the water a few blocks below. He looked back up at the portal and then at the ocean floor before using the blocks he had on him to build back up to the portal. As he did so, he could feel his communicator buzzing madly. Tubbo finally looked at the thing once he reached the portal again and made a small platform around it.

<MumboJumbo> Did someone make a new cam-drone?

<Tango> Not me

<Grian> Might be Tommy, he’s the only one afk right now

<joehillssays> name sounds familiar and he doesn’t normally use them, so might be an old one.

Tubbo stared at the communicator, there were more messages, but only the first few mattered to him, specifically the message with Tommy’s name in it. He couldn’t be completely sure that it was his friend though, but before he could look at the list of other users, two new messages came in.

<TommyInnit> Guys, please just let me have this one, it’s really important.

<TommyInnit> Tubbo how the fuck

Tubbo couldn’t help but tear up at the message. He started typing back, sure his message was coming out poorly due to the tears messing with his already impared vision, but there was a ping as his message was sent before he walked through the portal again.

~~~~~

Tommy had finished afking near Mumbo’s industrial district, having turned off his communicator so he could just sit and watch the machines go. As he turned everything off again, he unmuted the device just to have a flood of messages show up. He scrolled up until a yellow one caught his eye.

Tubbo_ joined the server

Tubbo. His Tubbo. How was he here? Tommy had to know, and even if the other Hermits would get upset at his language, it was all he could think of right now. He sent a message, hoping Tubbo would see it and that this wasn’t all some huge mistake. After the messages were sent, he stared at the communicator until another message was sent. Seeing Tubbo’s name in a message made his heart soar, but it immediately seemed to stop as he actually read the response.

<Tubbo_> Dream’s been trying to find a way to you for months and he finally did it! I’m going to be right back with him and the others!

Tubbo_ left the server.

Tubbo was one thing but Dream was another. Tommy could feel himself trembling. He had found a way in. Tommy’s worst fears were coming true. But then another message came in.

<Grian> Alright, guess I’m breaking out the axe again

<Stressmonster101> I’m already headed to my brewing area.

<xisumavoid> Looks like they used an infinity portal.

<Docm77> I have nothing to do with it

Tommy managed to smile just a little at how quick everyone was jumping into action at the mention of his own admin. As more Hermits chimed in, Tommy sent his own message.

<TommyInnit> Dream is the real threat. I don’t think Tubbo would be helping if he knew the full story or is being threatened or something. I’m not sure who else will come, but just maim and capture anyone besides those two unless I say otherwise.

~~~~~

After what seemed like an eternity, Tubbo stepped back through the portal. He was dripping wet but had a huge smile on his face and Dream knew Tommy had to be on the other side.

“He’s there! He’s really there!” Tubbo was practically bouncing around.

“You’re wet.” Came the deadpan tone of Techno’s voice as he stepped closer, now knowing the portal was working.

“Yeah, it sort of spawned over an ocean but I made a platform and everything.”

“Good job Tubbo.” Dream spoke before anyone else could. “Now we can go help free Tommy from wherever these people have trapped him and bring him home.”

“Well, when I showed up, Tommy was able to use a communicator which is how I know he’s really there, so maybe he isn’t trapped and need rescuing?” Tubbo asked meekly.

“If that were true, wouldn’t he have come back Tubbo? If not for all of us, if not for his home, why didn’t he come back for you?”

Tubbo didn’t respond and Dream pushed past him to be right in front of the portal. He turned around to face the others he had collected there and pulled out his axe. “We don’t know what all will be there to ‘greet’ us once we go looking, so better to arm yourselves now. And the sooner we go through, the better.” And with that, he stepped into the portal.

When he reached the other side, his communicator immediately started buzzing. With no one in sight, Dream pulled it out to read what these Hermits were getting up to. He couldn’t help but laugh at the messages coming in. It seemed that they were torturing Tommy or something. This would be easy. Behind him, more people from the SMP came through the portal. They had weapons at the ready and even looked a little disappointed at the lack of a battle on the other side.

Dream pointed out the two landmarks that were best visible, a large turquoise tower and an island littered with buildings. While the tower was closer, Techno pointed out the building was made of warped wood, so it would be tough to deal with. The island on the other hand, it was so full with buildings that obviously plenty of these Hermits had to be living there. It was surprising it didn’t look like more of a mess.

Tubbo was the only one to notice a small island with a single chest on it. After close inspection, the chest was in no way trapped and Dream laughed when he saw it was filled with boats. “It’s like they’re asking us to attack them!”

After placing down a number of boats, Dream and the rest of his group rowed towards the island. A few people stayed out of the boats and swam in the water. While they weren’t as fast, it was better than having everyone vulnerable as they rowed.

They had nearly reached the island when there was the distinct sound of a firework being fired. Techno was the first to jump out his boat, looking for the source, but as the seconds went on, there was no explosion. Instead, another firework went off and a shadow passed over the boats.

Looking up, the group saw a figure with giant wings, a trail of smoke behind them. Techno fired his crossbow at them, but the flier swerved out of the way before diving at the group. Boats moved to get out of the flight path, but Dream stood in place and readied his axe. As the figure grew closer, he smiled. Perfect height, red shirt, blonde hair. That was Tommy. “Tommy, glad to see you. It’s been ag-” Dream was cut off and stopped smiling as an axe blade hit him just as Tommy passed him. 

He was about to speak again when there was a laugh. One that sent shivers down his spine. Dream looked around, but the source could only be from the one flying around him. That wasn’t Tommy. “A-Attack the imposter!” He managed to get out, pushing down his fear. There was only one person with that laugh. The dreamslayer.

As Grian swooped down for another attack, a yell from the nearby shore stopped everyone in their tracks, even making Grian slow down as it was someone yelling at him. “Grian! Get back here and give us a chance to be diplomatic about this!” Looking towards the island ahead, Dream could see a figure standing at the shore which the avian now flew towards before landing. Someone aligned with Grian was potentially dangerous as well, but Dream has an army while this new person wanted a peaceful option.

Still, it was an opportunity to get closer safely, so Dream obliged, having Techno follow him. The warrior begrudgingly agreed, this was for his brother after all. He hopped out of his boat and climbed into the back of the one Dream was rowing. Within a few moments they had reached the shore and Techno growled slightly at the sight of this new person. They seemed to have an attempted copy of Tommy’s face as a mask. The one Dream mistook for Tommy wore an identical mask. 

“Hello there. I’m Scar, mayor of Hermitcraft. I’m sure you’re here for Tommy, but I’m afraid he does not want to return with you, and we don’t have that many slots available for new comers at the moment.”

Techno crossed his arms at this ‘mayor’ while Dream let out a curt laugh. “I’m sure that’s what you think, but Tommy is one of us. He has to come back. Especially since staying here leaves his family behind.” Dream gestured to Techno.

“Hey, if they fill out the right paperwork and what not,” Grian started, Scar attempting to interject that he would have to be filling out the paperwork too before being shushed. “The rest of the family can come live here. Isn’t that right Techno?”

Techno barely gave any reaction and Grian shrugged his shoulders. “Okay, I get it. Haven’t seen you in who knows how long. It’s fine.”

Dream glanced over towards Techno. “You know Grian?” Techno replied with a no at the same time Grian replied with a yes. “Either way, that doesn’t matter. Tommy is coming with us.” And Dream swung his axe. Grian quickly intercepted it, but that’s why he had brought backup. Techno used the gap Grian had left and used his own axe on Scar. It only took a single hit as the mayor had come without any armor. In fact, the only things that fell to the ground were two masks, one of Tommy and the other of Scar. 

As Scar was killed, everyone’s communicator buzzed. Dream smiled, now it was a two on one, something this dreamslayer couldn’t possibly win against. But his smile fell as Grian gave a smile of his own. “You know we were giving you a chance. But now everyone knows what’s going on.”

Dream gave a nod and Techno lifted Grian by his shirt. In his other hand he held his axe which was now being positioned over the parrot wings Grian sported. That made the avian flinch which Dream was glad of, but before the axe could fall, there was the sound of plenty of fireworks going off and then the sky was filled with other hermits, all equipped with elytra.

[violets-r-purple]

Ok so we all agree that The Fall is c!wilbur, so welcome to my short essay on how another just released song-- Adele's Easy On Me-- is entirely written by and for c!tommy

L'manburg. Specifically during and after exile arc. Tommy has always held onto the hope of freedom and unity tha l'manburg originally stood for even after it getting blown up and had stood by its side even when he was initially exiled. However, as the days went by he began to lose that hope and literally became drowned out as his communication with basically everyone but Dream was cut off and left to himself. He begins to lose hope in l'manburg as a people since they essentially left him behind in his mind.

So I see this as refrencing two different people: c!techno during the bedrock bros arc and c!tubbo during exile arc. Before exile, Tommy was already beginning to take notice of how the pressures of the presidency and Dream was changing Tubbo from who Tommy used to know (and you can't blame him but Tommy is a simple man and likes his few close constants one of which is Tubbo especially during this time after the 16th). Tubbo wanted one thing and Tommy wanted another when it came to dealing with Dream and it caused their friendship to crumble no matter how much effort Tommy put in (creating and explaining like three different plans to deal with dream the day of exile). And then u have the more obvious bedrock bros fallout. Again, Techno and Tommy right from the bat had their goals said and never changed (Techno to get rid of l'manburg and Tommy to get the discs back). They did communicate this of course and even tho they both grew from the experience together (especially with Tommy starting to heal from exile) they were just too set in their ways to come together when the time came. And from c!Tommy's perspective of both of these instances, these lyrics fit pretty damn well

Two main thoughts:

- A major point as to a good chunk of the plot in general is the general consensus of other characters seeing c!tommy as this loud, impulsive kid who values two discs over people. They look at the exterior without seeing his selfless, honorable intentions to take care of and protect those he loves. I don't remember the exact quote from him but it was like "I never wanted to be a hero" and it goes completely over the others' heads that this annoying kid could be anything more than just that.

- His hope and resilience is one of the exact reasons c!dream went after him so much. Went out of his way to break him and strip him of these because c!tommys morals and sheer strength of hope would persist throughout anything dream could've thrown at him.

And finally

The real tragedy to his character: a child soldier thrust into too many wars that left him scarred and traumatized and still somehow managed to manitain some of his youthful outlook on life even through all the hell he's gone through. Yes, he chose to fight for l'manburg in the revolutionary war and lose his life twice in it, and yes, he chose to follow Wilbur to pogtopia and back. But he didn't choose to be exiled not once but twice. He didn't choose to be torn, broken, and worn down miles away from his friends and family, who he had no contact with at all. He didn't choose to be forced to protect his country-- his home only for it to be destroyed beyond repair.

He didn't choose what others did to him.

And he didn't choose to be a hero.

So go easy on him. He's a child, and he's been through too much.

[kurara-black-blog]

I can't believe I'm going to block almost all of the MCYT Fandom because they're unoccupied assholes who think we need the stamp of approval from the Youtubers to make PROPERLY TAGGED STUFF and are delusional enough to think of themselves as defenders of the justice

LEMME TELL YOU SOMETHING, YOU FUCKIN' MANGY MUTT: YOU AIN'T PROTECTING NO ONE

First if all, you're the first offender for TALKING to them about shipping and stuff when they haven't given you the consent

FAN DOMAIN means we work OUTSIDE the domain of the content creators, so no, you don't need that shiny validation from your fave UwU, you need to stop trying to make them engage with the Fandom because you want attention

TAGS exist so everyone can CURATE their experience so we all can COEXIST, banish the thought you're the only one valid because YOU AIN'T. That also means that if a CC doesn't want to see something, they can just BLOCK IT. THEY ALL GROWN PEOPLE, EVEN TOMMY HAS ENOUGH BRAINCELLS TO UNDERSTAND THE CONCEPT, IT'S NOT THAT HARD

Following that one, unless given EXPLICIT CONSENT, don't fuckin' show creators your fan work. IT'S NOT THEIR JOB to interact with you, their job is to make entertainment FOR you, not interacting WITH you

Oh, and following that one, creepily obsessing over their boundaries to the point of making blogs compiling that information? Right out of a yandere horror story with a very gruesome ending. Stop, doesn't matter that your intention is good, so we're Yuno's and look what that did

REAL PEOPLE FICTION is old as balls and absolutely valid, the only reason it has a bad reputation it's because, check this, PEOPLE FORCED IT INTO CC. Take away those toxic asses (which honestly are just another category of Antis) and you have a lovely and quiet community sharing fics and fanarts and other shit

THE HYPOCRISY FUCKIN' HURTS because I write one fic where I hint Dreamnoblade and I get people commenting bullshit on it in the middle of the night, but where are these people when George gets them creepy finish trying to force him to "act on his feelings for Dream". I guess since George ain't bothered by the shipping and even baits it, it's fine to pay him to do that, right?

Do all of you really ship Dreamnotfound because of the dynamic or is it because you have the nice stamp of approval? God, I hope one of them gets a partner or asks for the shipping to stop, just to see your true colors.

By the way, Techno said it's "cringe", not "stop", and even then I wouldn't stop because that content is NOT FOR HIM

Also, kinda funny how RPF is just a big deal when it comes to influencers. Is that a kinnie thing or something? I mean, since y'all just a different branch of Antis, I wouldn't put it past y'all

Go fuck yourself, I ship whatever I want and no God can stop me, much less you self-righteous mutts with your empty barking. Go get a damn life. Go learn how to enjoy things.

[dream-smp-reblogss]

C!Techno x reader (platonic)

¦ I wrote it for Techno but you are best friends with c!Wilbur too so you can read it like that too I guess

¦ I always see people writing the reader as innocent and weak so it is hard for me to see myself as the reader so here you go a reader who is violent and strong.

¦ dream smp techno not the real one

¦ Tw: injuries, death mention, blood, scars, death, capslock, swearing

¦tl:dr A not so wholesome reader insert fic where you return to L'manburg after many many years to learn Wilbur and Tommy got exiled.

¦ a note: English isn't my first language and it is currently 2 am and I don't have time to proof read, sorry for the mistakes!

¦ word count: 3602

You finally arrived in l'manburg after a lot of travels around the world, you were home after fighting in many wars that weren't your own to fight for your home.

You had left l'manburg when you were still little, around 12 or 13 you were a scared little kid that didn't want to hurt anyone but life still pushed you to that direction and you grew used to it, no matter how much you escaped from war and blood they seemed to find you.

So, when you heard about that two villagers talking about l'manburg and how many wars were happening you knew you had to return to your home.

You smiled upon seeing l'manburg looking around for a face that might recognize you, maybe your best friend- *old* best friend Wilbur that you didn't talk to for years.

While looking around someone stopped you, a blonde haired girl she spoke in a confused but polite tone "Hello, who are you?" you firstly inspected the girl in hopes of recognizing her since you had trouble remembering the past because of an injury you got to your head and decided to ask her "When did you come to L'manburg?" she looked like she didn't expect that but still answered "After the indepence war, why did you ask?" you nodded relieved that the reason you couldn't remember her was because you never met her.

Ignoring her looks and questions you asked "Hey, do you know someone named Wilbur?" and quietly continued "I think he might be the only one I might remember except the kids." she raised her eyebrow "Do you not know Schlatt exiled them?" you repeated her "Them?" she nodded "Wilbur and Tommy got exiled." something felt weird about this "Tubbo?" she seemed unsure if she should say it "He didn't got exiled, he is with Schlatt." you nodded and turned your head to her "Take me to that guy." she didn't say anything and started walking so you followed her thinking about what they might do that caused this, or why Philza didn't protect them.

You finally arrived in front of a building, and she stopped "Here, he must be inside." you muttered a thanks and went inside searching ing for him, finally you found a room that might be his; voices were coming inside but after listening to the conversation for a while you realized it wasn't anything imported so opened the door and walked inside, there was the guy, he was sitting in a leather chair wearing a suit and there was a guy next to him that seemed to be talking to Schlatt.

They looked at you and finally that guy next to Schlatt started to talk "You can't just come inside to the presidents room like this, go out-" you cut his speech "I can come and go however i like and you don't get a say in this, now *you* go outside." he obviously didn't expect that so he was ready to get in a fight with you but Schlatt stopped him and quietly requested him to go outside.

When the guy went outside Schlatt turned to you while you were waiting for him to talk a picture on the wall piqued your interest, picture of Wilbur, you wasn't fully sure since you haven't seen him in years "Did you know the ex president?" you turned your attention to the man talking to you and nodded. He was examining you and you were doing the same for him finally you broke the silence "O heard you exiled him and Tommy, what did they do?" he ignored the question and asked his own "Who are you, coming here and acting like the place belongs to you." you let out an almost mocking laugh " y/n" his eyes widened and he shaked his head looking like he didn't believe " That y/n? I don't think so, you look like you can't even take down a spider." you smiled and cocked your head " It is bad to make assumptions about people."

You weren't popular or feared as much as the blood god, everyone knew him and how he looked he wasn't afraid to show off , you on the other hand kept your appearance a secret with your mask, most people knew your stories and legends but you didn't brought fear into their hearts despite being the same as the blood god. So people mostly ignored you and didn't even talk about you, you were kinda jealous of the blood god since you didn't got enough recognition because of him.

You brushed off these thoughts and turned to the man looking at you with a open mouth "If you tell anyone i will kill you, now tell me why did you exiled them." he again ignored your question and offered to show L'manburg realizing you wouldn't be able to get a word out of him despite your anger you accepted it.

The city looked beautiful, sure most thing were different from how you left them but still it looked nice your mind kept darting back to the exile and you kept getting angry and calm again at the end when he finished the toure and started talking about how he was honored to have you you cutted him off "Stop dancing around the subject, why did you exiled them?" raising your voice made him jump "I-I had to exile them, it was the only way, why do you even care you don't even live here or know them!" you let out a laugh and walked away from him ignoring him. Your really really wanted to punch him so walking away was the best way before you actually did that but he came after you looking for his answer and instead got a punch to the face.

--time skip of 2 days--

Looking for Tubbo resulted in nothing, he was always next to Schlatt and you were kept away from him since the punch so you started looking for Wilbur and Tommy and found them after a day of exploring.

They looked really bad, they both probably didn't ate a lot and obviously didn't shower.

You got closer to them and watched them, they were arguing about something but you had a hard time understanding what they were saying so you revealed yourself and waited them to notice you but realized they probably wouldn't notice you even if you were next to them, this was why you were called Ghost, as the full name The Bloody Ghost. So you tapped Wilburs shoulder to get his attention and he jumped and Tommy immediately pulled out a sword which you avoided by taking a step back "Hi! I came to visit you two." they seemed to not recognize you that was when you realized your mask was on so you lowered it to reveal your full face Wilbur looked at you for a few seconds before wrapping you in a bone crushing hug and you laughed heartily Tommy looked confused by this "Who are they?" Wilbur immediately answered "Do you remember y/n?" Tommy nodded and after a second he seemed to realize you were y/n and hugged you "How did you find us y/n? I haven't seen you for years!" you gave a bitter smile Wilbur "Sorry things had to be like that but i am here now and that is the only important thing!" they both nodded and took you to their new base.

--time skip of 1 week--

Everything was going nicely, Tommy told you how Wilbur seemed to be going insane before you came but now was doing a lot better which made you worry about Wilbur and you did your best to make the boys laugh and get them supplies without revealing who you were.

And now the door was getting knocked like the person outside was going to break in if you didn't open it, since Tommy and Wilbur was outside thinking it is them you opened the door quickly, to find a 2 meter figure towering above you as quick as you opened you closed the door but the man kicked the door sending it flying you quickly ran to your bag and got your weapon holding it against him finally realizing it is the blood god, why was he here what did he want.

He gave you a sceptical look " Lower that, you have no chance against me." you laughed to this statement and charged to him determined to protect the base and prove him wrong.

When you got him cornered with your weapon pointing to his throat you smiled "Now do you want to take back what you said?" he seemed shocked he got beaten by this tiny human "Who the fuck are you?" you pouted jokingly "Aww I thought you would recognize me, the ghost" he seemed to not believe it "The Bloody Ghost?" you nodded and heard a gasp from behind and immediately turned your back not moving the weapon an inch to see Wilbur and Tommy you muttered fuck, for a few minutes they just looked at you before Tommy spoke "Firstly lower the weapon." you lowered your weapon without questioning.

--time skip to a few hours later--

After explaining most things to them and learning Techno is a friend of Philza and came to help you were playing with your hands to relieve your stress, the silence got disturbed by Wilbur "So you mean we have the most powerfull two people on our side?" both Techno and you nodded to this statement "Honestly when i heard about this rival i have i expected someone a lot different." Techno looked at me " And i didn't expect to be on the same side as a fucking pig but here we are." you glared at him the tension in the air was high Tommy raised from where he sat " What if we did a little duel between us?" the idea seemed nice and all of you agreed that you would do it early in the morning and went to bed.

In the middle of the night you heard Techno wake up, since you couldn't sleep you decided to follow him and found him outside talking to himself and leaned to a tree waiting for him to notice you, his talkings turned to mutterings you couldn't understand quickly so you got bored and decided to scare him and got close to him from behind "Boo!" he immediately pinned you to the nearest tree with his blade on your throat "What are you doing here, I almost killed you!" you shrugged "Following you seemed fun." when he didn't lower his blade you looked at him with a raised brow "You can lower that blade I am not going to kill you Techno." when he pushed the blade more your eyes widened a thousand thoughts rushed to your brain telling you were going to die, you didn't want to hurt him so you patiently waited him to lower the blade on his own. After a minute your throat started to bleed you closed your eyes tightly, took a deep breath and raised your hand to the blade and holded it giving your full force and keeping it away from your throat but techno was still pushing it so after a minute your hands started to bleed you finally grabbed it fully and let yourself fall to the ground bringing the blade with you to the ground, Techno still looked at you with your bloody hand and throat you walked away and throw the blade as far as you could and returned back to Techno to find him silently looking somewhere when you looked at where he was looking you saw your blood you walked next to him and put your hand on his arm "It is okay Techno." he turned to you and looked at you "It isn't, look at you, you are bleeding because of me." you gave him a comforting smile "If I wanted to prevent this I would, I am the one who let you go this far." Techno fully turned to you giving a last look at the blood in the ground "Why did you let me- OH YOU ARE STILL BLEEDING" he immediately took your hands in his and looked at them, your throat wasn't cut so bad so it stopped on its own but your hands were cut badly. Because you two were a bit far away from the base so he ripped two long strip from his shirt and bandaged them clumsily "You know Techno I fight in wars just like you, I am not going to die from a small cut like this." he ignored you and started walking toward the base his hand still holding yours.

--time skip to morning--

You woke up with Tommy's screaming because he saw you covered in blood after telling him it isn't something important and lying about what happened all of you went to the opening to fight, for the whole way Techo kept insisting that you do it another day but because Wilbur and Tommy didn't know about your injuries they joked how Techno was scared of fighting you.

When you arrived there you immediately pulled out your weapon "Who wants to fight me!" Tommy was excited to fight with you so he came first, you sometimes could feel the pain in your hands but ignored them and easily won against Tommy. Then you and Techno switched partners and you fighted with Wilbur, he kept talking about how fun this is and hoe you two always fighted with wooden swords when you were young, despite your pain getting worse you laughed and playingly fought him winning a few times, and then it was time to fight Techno since the brothers were tired they decided to sit down and watch you and Techno fight you told Techno to not go easy on you and he didn't. At first it was okay, the pain was bearable and you were winning but as time went on you started to lose because only thing you could think about turned into the pain and when he pointed the blade to your throat you holded the blade and pulled it out of his hands winning a lot of claps and compliments from the brothers and for a few second you didn't realize the blood dripping from your hands when you realized and tried to cover it it was too late. Wilbur immediately ran towards you looking at your wounds when he pressed his hand you winced and pulled your hands back "I am fine, nothing more than a small cut." you said ignoring your blood covered hands when "IT ISN'T JUST A FUCKING SMALL CUT!" when Techno shouted all three of you turned to him shocked "We are going to bandage it and you aren't going to do that move ever again." you laughed "I am not a gardener Techno, I did this many times and I will continue to do this, I did worse things, I had worse wounds." he was speechless he opened his mouth to close it again then said a sentence and went in to the forest "You are really reckless and stupid y/n. " Wilbur and Tommy couldn't understand what happened and looked at you, you just shrugged "Wanna go back and eat something guys?"

--time skip to a week later--

While you were near L'manburg you saw someone coming towards you, after looking at them for a while you realized that it was Quackity, the guy next to Schlatt, he seemed irritated when he arrived he looked at you and gave you an invitation "Just you." and started walking back to L'manburg you continued to mind your business, you weren't going to go there on your own, no one could do anything to you or anyone with you.

After a while your thoughts went to Techno, since your fight he didn't come back so you were worried about him and searched for him but couldn't find him anywhere which made you even more worried.

You went back to base and told them that they only invited you but they could come to since Schlatt can't do anything to them when you are with them. Tommy was really excited to see his best friend Tubbo and even though Wilbur hated Schlatt he was happy to see his home again.

--time skip to festival--

All three of you bathed, wore new and clean clothes and did your best to make yourself presentable and now you were in the festival place, upon seeing Tubbo Tommy immediately ran to him and hugged him starting to chat with him you smiled at this sight and looked at your own best friend Wilbur, he seemed to be in thought so you nudged him and brought him to games and spended your time happily, until you had to deal with a Quackity holding Tommy and screaming at him you went to them "What happened here?" Quackity turned to you "He and Wilbur isn't allowed here, I made that clear." you shrugged "I am not going to come here on my own and they are my friends, now fuck off and cry to Schlatt or something." he seemed angry but still left Tommy and went the other way, you could see Schlatt and showed him your middle finger which gained laughes from the group.

When the time for the speech came you saw a familiar figure, Techno as you were going to go and say hi Schlatt started his speech.

And then one moment you were looking at the happy faces, othe minute seeing Tubbo's scared face, Tommy and Wilbur couldn't even move and everyone else didn't know what to do. You raised from your seat and ran to Techno just in time to save Tubbo but instead of Tubbo you got shot just belov your throat most people screamed no and Techno dropped the crossbow in his hand; you could feel life slipping away from you, the first life you lost.

--time skip to night of festival--

You sat in your bed newly waking up and raised your hand to touch where the firework hit, it hurted a bit but you smiled knowing that you gave enough time for Tubbo to escape and saw Wilbur on his table so you opened your mouth to call out to him but your throat hurted so much that you couldn't even make a noise so you got up and went next to Wilbur who seemed happy to see you but then his eyes widened "You should go to bed!" you shook your head as a no and got the pen in his hand and wrote to the paper "Can you get me a hot tea?" he nodded and raised from his chair, just as he was going to leave he came back and hugged you then went out, you smiled after him he was a nice friend to have.

You massaged you throat, wincing a little sometimes and started to look around the room this wasn't your base so you looked around to understand. When the door opened you expected to find Wilbur but instead found Techno, he just shot you in the morning, who was he to come here now. As you saw the tea in his hand you knew Wilbur sended him "Sorry, I was pressured, I didn't mean to do that." you nodded taking the tea in your hand warming them and taking a sip to finally be able to talk.

Techno told you about what happened after you died and you listened patiently, after you finished your tea you were able to talk again " It is okay Techno, but maybe don't go to places you might be pressured like this" you laughed after your own joke, he also seemed to relax seeing that you aren't mad at him. You nudged him "What did you do to Wilbur, he still didn't came back." and smiled showing that you were joking he also smiled "I don't know maybe he went to kill Schlatt by pouring tea over him, he looked very angry." both of you laughed after that.

His expression fell "How can you still be friends with me when i hurt you so much, I literally killed you!" you shrugged "I still have 2 lives and being wounded isn't that much of a problem for me." you raised from your bed taking you tea cup "I am going to look at Tubbo and Wilbur." he nodded and trailed behind you, seeing the happy faces in the room made you happy too so you smiled to them and waved "Hey! Is your throat good know?" Wilbur asked you nodded, Tubbo glared at Techno and looked back at you "Thanks for saving me y/n." despite his short thanks his face was telling how grateful he was "It isn't a problem, also I now have this cool scar!" you showed your scar which made them excited all of them knew the scar wasn't cool or anything but the fact you gained it from protecting someone was really cool.

You spended your time chatting with them late into the night and when everyone started to yawn one by one everyone went to bed, now Techno and you were the only ones in the room "I am sorry y/n, I know you are just doing this so I don't feel bad but I know how bad you must feel." you nodded your head and turned to him "Yeah, it hurts, my hands also hurt when I had to use them to pull away the sword but you are my friend Techno and you need issues to work on." he looked in thought "Wilbur is your best friend right?" you nodded "Did anything like this happen with him?" you thought for a second and answered "We were still little kids Techno, nothing like this happened but Wilbur liked pushing me down the hill and I got hurt a lot or he hurt me with our wooden swords. But he is my friend so I never minded it, I knew he didn't mean to hurt me." he nodded and hugged you which you returned. He turned to you "As a apology I am going to kill Schlatt!" you laughed at this statement "Well we firstly need to sleep, then we can kill him." he smiled and nodded.

[cupcraft]

Sometimes I wonder if c!Dream was lying when he told c!Tommy he will convince everyone he's changed after prison and make c!Tommy seem out of his mind. At least if that really is his plan he's been very unsuccessful at that since both c!Sapnap and c!Philza easily turned against him. Maybe he just lied about that to torment c!Tommy by making him paranoid and afraid to seek help from others

I dont want to go too much into why i think the staged finale is a failure/doesnt make a lot of sense in the grand scheme (imo! esp with the make people think im reformed point i can go into this more in another ask/post) but it is certainly possible the staged finale was a part of a larger plot to make c!Tommy paranoid. As we saw with the "green smile that haunts me" stream it was very clear c!Dream was intending to make c!Tommy seem paranoid a bit because his actions were done in such a way that c!Tommy was not even sure if what he was experiencing was real. Like when asked about the disc he found, he refused to play it in fear it was imagined.

It is also possible he thought that people would side with him but that them not doing so doesn't really matter in the end.Because yeah c!Phil doesn't like c!Dream and wants to protect c!Tommy but he also easily participated in freeing c!Dream despite his beliefs because his business in the Syndicate/with c!Techno will always come first (imo..).

Thanks for the ask and interesting thoughts anon.

[ruby-whistler]

Ayo curious anon here- im gonna rewatch rewatch the vod and take note of every single punch and why it appears to have happened then we can compare notes. Also i am interested in your opinion on relaxx's post :0 also if u want a vid rec i know a cool vid where someone replied to a dream apologist who;;; excused exile but it also brings up some interesting points :0

alright, well good luck! my focus was more on the fact that c!dream didn't start punching first until the very end (he did punch back a few times but that's not what i was tracking), and c!tommy was punching him the entire time beforehand, so if you count more "first punches" for the very ending i don't think that would matter that much, but if you have something beforehand that's a discrepancy on my part feel free to tell me :]

i'm not going to watch it for myself because i'm afraid they'd generalize dream apologists based on that one person and make a lot of assumptions that don't apply to me + use possibly insulting, emotionally charged language as a result, but if there are good points you'd like to debate about feel free to send those!

as for relaxx post ( link to the original ) i have a reply written up with my opinions, so yeah;

/dsmp /rp

i was going to put in a first part saying how this is biasedly worded and insinuating that c!tommy was somehow protecting his family by standing up against c!dream during the negotiation (which really was the other way around, him being reckless and endangering them) but i don’t wanna seem aggressive or condescending so i just deleted that. they have emotions about c!tommy and they see him in a certain light thanks to that and i respect that enough not to bother them.

the majority of this is about c!dream anyway, which is more my playing field.

“it didn’t even work because dream didn’t care about spirit”

basic misinterpretation by someone not knowledgeable about the character besides watching c!tommy’s pov. obviously this is not true in the slightest, c!dream has proven time and time again that spirit’s leather is what he cares about the most right after his friends - he traded one of the discs for it, and he had sentimental attachment to the horse. him saying later that he doesn’t is not him revealing anything, or maybe even lying (there’s different interpretations of that scene - in my opinion it’s more of a decision than anything).

of course i do agree that c!dream is manipulative. the reasons for that can be debated, but he is. i wouldn’t call him a “master manipulator” - that’s reserved for people who not even the audience notices are being manipulative despite the obvious red flags, but c!dream is very much manipulative - he’s just the only one people notice, which isn’t really pro of him /j

“dream tells tommy he cut off all attachments, he abandons and stops talking to his friends”

he did stop talking to them… after they abandoned him. small mistake, big difference in the way we see the character.

“he tells tommy among other things that he “does it all because it’s fun and he’s playing with his food” “no, i just like to cause chaos” “i’m doing this so you can have an origin story. the perfect hero origin” “i can make us immortal together!” we don’t have a way to confirm or deny these as true/false since we don’t know what dream’s thinking, but. sadly they appear to line up with his actions.”

no, it doesn’t. it doesn’t line up at all with the way he talks to… anyone else, or with his character in general. it’s an intimidation tactic to cover up his true intentions and make himself out to be more of a threat because he wants people to be afraid of him - that’s what gives him power, basically. threats and ultimatums are what gives him the most control over others even if he has no real power, so it’s important people fear what he could do or what he would be willing to do, rather than what he actually will.

“sapnap actually visited dream in prison and dream seemed to care more about using sapnap to get to ranboo then sapnap himself. ouch.”

have they. have they not watched the video where c!dream spends the first like 98% writing in a book about how he wants c!sapnap and c!george to come visit him again and trying to convince c!sapnap he can get better and be let out and meet again? where he only asks for c!sapnap to deliver the message like half a minute before the end? where are they getting this info from? because this is outrageously incorrect, i’m sorry but what even lead you to that conclusion?

“i am actually fully on board with the idea that dream lied, and that he does still miss and care about his friends! i consider often (because i like angst lol)! when dream finally gets his pov, we might learn about this. because we don’t know what he’s thinking. he could be missing them every second for all we know! it could all be one master plan to make them like him, or save them, or something. dream is innocent until proven guilty. as far as we can tell, he wasn’t lying. and he did cut off his friends.”

i think from everything that’s happened before and after the scene it is obvious he does in fact care about them. he did emotionally isolate himself, he did “cut himself off” (moreso by not reaching out than actually doing anything for himself), yes, but that doesn’t mean he wanted to or that it didn’t hurt him.

“even if it turns out he actually loves them, he still treated them awfully by abandoning them as he did”

i… don’t remember that happening, i’ll be honest. they left him and they never came back, so it’s much more on them than it is on c!dream that their relationship fell apart, although he technically could’ve tried harder. however, that’s only c!sapnap and c!george - he still proved to care about c!punz during before the finale, and even during the prison he still shows attachment to c!techno.

i could give examples of him caring about his friends, and will if asked (that’d take a while because there is a lot of canon evidence but honestly it’d just make me very happy so i wouldn’t mind), but in general it’s not that difficult to see that he… does care about people, as hard as that is to believe, and yes, he did hurt them indirectly because it hurts to see people who used to be important to you spiral to the point of doing terrible things, but i wouldn’t say he made c!sapnap feel terrible, especially during the prison visit when c!dream is very obviously Going Through It.

also i highly dislike the anon’s attitude. there’s no need to be that aggressive, like what the hell dude. everyone can have their own interpretations and opinions. in my eyes, this is sort of biased and partially incorrect, but maybe let people exist on the internet.