#blob tubbo

[rainy-day-revelry]

As many people have mentioned, Dream is very good about framing things to make himself sound right and other people sound unreasonable. But not a single video or post he has made so far can convince me that he is doing this with good intentions, because of the way he speaks towards everyone else involved and those he dragged in.

Now I mainly picked up on this with Tubbo and Tommy, but there are hints of it towards his viewers too: he speaks to us all like we’re children. The way a parent talks to a child they’re trying to gently reprimand, or the way a teacher talks about a subject in class. He speaks like we would never be able to come to these conclusions without his help and that he needs to guide us through it all or we’d get lost in the sea of information. And sure, plenty of his viewer base are kids, but the majority of people who would be watching this drama are fans from the Dream SMP era who knows all these people and remembers when they all used to talk and hang out. We may have been kids back then, but it’s coming up on half a decade since that server began; we’re not kids anymore. I myself started watching the DSMP when I was a underclassman in high school, I’m in college now. All the people he called the R-slur, the people who were offended and wanted an apology that he took days to properly deliver, most of us are adults. We can form our own conclusions, and we’re not an amorphous blob of opinions and views, we’re our own people.

This is especially bad when talking about it to Clingyduo, especially Tubbo. In his 3 hour stream he continually talks about Tubbo being misguided, and despite saying he has great respect for Tubbo and his opinions he skips context and actual criticism multiple times or, as Tubbo mentions, tunnel visions on one part of the criticism he can target and tosses the rest out with it when he’s done. He doesn’t give two shits about what Tubbo says unless it’s something he can use against the people criticizing him to make them sound disingenuous. With Tommy it’s worse, because when he’s not villainizing him beyond belief he’s using that condescending tone to talk about how proud he is and how he thought Tommy was special, which explains why Tommy felt so much pressure from him and like he owed him his success, or at least that Dream thought as much. He holds his approval over his head, like an abusive parent who just spent hours screaming in your face about how much of a disappointment you are before telling them “Of course I still love you.” It has the underlying tone of “you’ll make up for this slight, won’t you?”

And don’t even get me started about the DMs to both Tommy and Sarah. It’s fine to explain your feelings, but you’re not explaining them, you are blaming these feelings and reactions on them and telling them “You are the reason I’ve been suffering, it’s your fault for all of these horrible things that other people have been doing to me.” That’s not explaining your feelings, that’s guilt tripping and expecting an apology. That’s how long texts like that come across, that you don’t want the other person to be able to interject, you don’t want to make this a conversation, you want to drop your feelings and leave them to clean up the mess.

Dream’s a manipulative jerk, that’s all this has proved to me.

[chaoticbeegremlin]

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[ultra-raging-ghost]

Seeing all the drama and Bad moving away from the geeen blob and his gang since qsmp make me wonder.

Like I am so glad he’s found a group and community that actually treat him amazing. It was horrible to see what he had to go through during dsmp with the community and during purgatory on qsmp.

I’m just a nosy person here and wonder so hard who finally got the memo in his head or if he realized it himself that that group was just… bad. Like, for a group that say they see him as a father figure, pretty yikes how they treated him, his boundaries and his dog. It’s just worse when you think about all the good things we’ve heard Bad did behind the scenes for years on years just to be treated like that. Like imagine finding out said friend group was sending such art post on discord to minors??? (And then seeing as bad is close with tubbo now like? Holy)

Sorry for ranting, just wanted to air it out.

no problem anon I don't mind ranting!

Its definitely like. weird, bad weird. Bads a rather shy person, he's said so on his streams and we can kinda tell when he gets in large groups he likes to hang in the back and had to get used to singing in front of people over the course of the qsmp, so it makes sense to me that he wouldn't stand up for himself but that seeing tubbo and q and Tommy and them getting wronged would kinda make it click in his head, yk?

I never was a hardcore bbh fan till qsmp, I learned his lore and his friendships from the sidelines in the dsmp but whenever I tried to watch his streams the way others treated him made me very uncomfortable. So to me that's another level of shock that like on top of the verbal boundary ignoring that they did on stream with the language they also made those jokes about Lucy, the stuff they did in Jackbox, etc. I kinda new about the Jackbox stuff from clips I've seen but I never really realized how bad it was. All this on top of the fact that bad was paying for/hosting both the DSMP and the manhunt servers by himself like that's CRAZY. I've also been told this second hand bc this was DSMP era, but in the stream where skeppy and bad were shaving bads head apparently dream was calling bad ugly during a time when the internet was insulting bads looks and skeppy had to tell him to shut up and was trying to get bad to kick him off stream. like what the hell

And you have to think about like. if that's what they were doing in public to him, and that's what they were doing in private to someone so outspoken now such as tubbo and tommy, and the racist shit they did in public to Q, what the fuck were they doing in private with BBH???? Like its crazy to think about

Im super happy all of them have a community to support them now and I'm happy bbh in particular is getting himself away from that whole group, he's made it pretty clear he's done lol

[sweet-potato-42]

however you feel about changes in the way qsmp works now you have to admit the admins and players did a good job making the lore and story happen earlier in the day. I remember when all lore was like unwatchable for europeans since it was so late. I remember when aypierre was some french dude that logged on early and we never saw. I remember when fit wasnt really relevant at all

Now we ahve a good amount of stuff happening early on in the day. And as hte admins said they would the big events are at reasonable times for europeans. I think we dont realise this because its only noticeable when it doesnt happen and we get annoyed about it being late

I do feel like these days at least to me there is sort of two big blobs of lore and watcher at the morning and at night. There are multiple storylines developing at different times and its interesting. I have no idea wahts going with bbh or foolish or roier since they do that stuff late in the day (even if they log on early both of them wait till later to lore). I imagine those who watch them have no idea about the qtubbo lore or the qphilza lore or fitpac and the aypierre-tubbo beef

this is cool to see it is viable to stream at any time. Wish some of hte spaniards who stopped playing early on would be more interested to return since there is more stuff happening in the earlier times of the day and dont need to stay up till midnight regularly.

[box-architecture]

Ok sooo… for the Blob au do the like canon events still happen? Like does Dream go to prison? If so is Dream blob forced to go with him? Does Quackity get a blob?…

Yes! Canon events happen up to prison. This is sort of a little fun extra stuff tied to the communication knife au, so canon for blob au diverges where ckau does (aka when Sam and Dream have sex in prison, then continue to have a poly relationship with Punz post-prison.) This AU was largely because my friend (@corvesfelinesart) drew a lot of cute images of Sam as a blob, and I really wanted to write cute stuff about Blob Sam and awesamdrunz. It's not overly complex, just Fun Fluff, yknow?

Blob Dream doesn't accompany his admin to prison. Most of the time, the blobs Dream creates are meant to be running around checking for bugs or damage to the server. The ones Dream gives Imprints to, like Sap's blob or Techno's blob, tend to focus more their Imprints instincts rather than going around the server and doing their job, hence Blob Tech leaving Dreams side immeadietly to go find Technos dogs. They're still capable of damage control! They're just. Selective about which areas they prefer to be in.

Blob Dream, while Dream himself is in prison, continues to do his job around the server and often spies on other players to make sure they're healthy and safe. He doesn’t register any of the pain or suffering that Dream experiences while in prison, but it does experience a slight change in behavior, becoming more prone to hoarding and nervous around people.

Dream has to consciously make an effort to imprint a players soul onto a blob, and he has never had any intention of making an imprint of Quackity. Imprinted blobs are fun, but they're aren't very useful tools. He couldn't use it a Blob Quackity to his advantage when it only mimics a players base instincts, and it'd more likely than not be hostile to Blob Dream.

List of blobs Dream has made: Sapblob, Gogyblob, Tommyblob, Tubboblob, Fundyblob, Ranblob, Punzblob, Technoblob, Samblob, possibly more if I remember later.

Dream showed Tommy his ability to make blobs during exile as a sort of way to cheer him up during one of their good moments. Tommy was absolutely delighted, but then he got a little hesitant as he asked if Dream could make one of Tubbo. Dream didn't say anything. Tommy's blob eventually fucked off into the wilderness and made its own little nest in the ground. Dream made a Tubboblob to keep him company, and ignores them otherwise.

Ranblob, made alongside Punzblob while they were all planning Staged Finale, occasionally comes to visit them, but post-Ranboos death, Tubboblob has become hostile every time it shows up. Ranblob is usually found accompanying Ranboo at a distance otherwise.

Fundyblob was made during Dream and Fundys brief partnership, just a thing to make Fundy smile. Currently it's sleeping in a drawer in Fundys house. It plays with Yogurt sometimes, but doesn't really like leaving the house.

Sapblob and Gogyblob were made around the beginning of the server, also for pure fun. It was interesting watching the Dream Team's blobs play together, like watching a cat doing zoomies. Dreamblob hasn't approached either of them in ages, but if he did, Sapblob would maw on his head (supposedly in anger, but really he just missed him) and Gogyblob would likely attempt to sit on top of him to prevent it from leaving.

Technoblob was 100 percent just thinking Techno was Very Cool and wanting to make a little guy of him. He was very indignant when said blob bonked him with its head several times and then hopped away. What does that even mean!?

[bellamos]

chapter 17: the veil

content warnings:

- surgery

- death, in a way

- lots of death talk

chapter 16: transparency is up! youll be fine

content warnings:

- violence

- guns

- shooting

- blood

[smileymoth]

Hello! I absolutely love your art so much! Its so cute and just smol. So i basically saw your entire art on tumblr and i notice a little something, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with it but im just curious, why havent you drawn tubbo yet? Its just super unusual to me to see an artist not draw tubbo even as a blob or smol cat. Again nothing wrong, just merely curious! Love the art, thank you for the tommyinnit and slimecicle+schlatt content, i barely see any cute drawings of them

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY FALSE AND SLANDER! I'VE DRAWN TUBBO *counts on fingers* 5 TIMES!

First time was a doodle to figure out how to draw him: source: .sai2 file titled "tubbo and barry" in the 2024>artworks>08august2024 folder

Second time was in my sketchbook when i was doodling pepega brigade source: trust me bro

The third time I drew him was posted 6th of August: source: link

Fourth time: I posted my doodle I did of them that I cant find the post of but the photo is taken on the 18th october.

Fifth time was for inktober day 20, posted october 21 source: link

[rouge-fauna]

[context] - [youtube link] @cleofast300

Seems you too are synced up so figured I’d respond to both at the same time lol.

Upon further examination it seems Tommy’s height isn’t 6’3 like I thought but actually desputed and estimated to actually be perhaps 6’1, which would make him barely shorter than Dream who’s 6’2. Either may it’s still funny to imagine Dream acting all big and tough but then be the same height at Tommy. Even further too it seems Techno is similar in height at 6’3 so him wanting to place a block when they meet on the mountain to be taller makes sense lol… having said that, as you yourself admit, I find it hard to believe Tubbo would mistake Dream for Tommy as Dream is typically decked out in armor vs Tommy who isn’t always and that other characters blond characters like Punz are also similar in height at 6’0 so Tubbo throwing around an axe at any tall blond dude would be pretty stupid. Plus if anything, Dream would likely be the most identifiable with his mask on lol so…

Dream as a blob is hilarious to imagine, like them all being afraid of cute little blob. Like imagine little blob giving the Spirit speech, it would be so hard to take seriously I feel like lol. Also okay Quackity torturing cute little blob Dream is pretty screwed up to imagine like what are you doing with those shears Q?!? Or is that why he uses them because he’s so small. And if so perhaps that’s why Dream is such a good fighter because he’s fast and small, hard to hit lol XD. (Also love that video it makes me smile every time, so funny).

Though, I should say that the finale kinda made the mask canon (as well as a comment Dream actually makes to Tommy in prison about him wearing a mask), which kinda at least partially ruins the blob theory unless shape shifting, but still funny to think about. :)

[simplepotatofarmer]

Hello!!! Would absolutely love to know if you have any personal headcanons of each dsmp character appearance i.e the hybrid types they may be? (Is Dream human? Or is he some kind of goat-hybrid? Or shapeshifting blob??!)

HM.

for c!dream, he's either human or a rabbit hybrid to me! i tend to think that 'just human' is more canon, if you will, but rabbit hybrid is kinda my favorite. i think it's very fitting, as someone who has a rabbit! i specifically see him as a light brown flemish giant or a palomino rabbit, leaning more towards the latter!

c!wilbur is usually also just a guy but if i give him animal features, in my head he's based off a secretary bird!

c!bad is a very tall demon man. c!ant is basically just a cat except a little bigger. think puss in boots. that's ant to me.

c!puffy and c!schlatt are both sheep! a cotswold and a jacob's sheep respectively.

c!tubbo is a goat i guess because it's popular headcanon but honestly? i see him as his minecraft skin. he is just some blonde teenager to me. same with c!tommy. you could find both of them at a mall or whatever.

c!skeppy to me is like.... a diamond construct thing. or at the very least, some kind of diamond based imp. but generally i see him as this small construct! kinda like a copper golem but skeppy.

i dig the idea of a pig hybrid c!niki (i love pigs) but generally she's either human and pretty buff or i'll go with the cat hybrid thing!

c!tina is a jackalope demon thing masquerading as a cat girl. c!hbomb is, hear me out, a cow hybrid also masquerading as a cat girl. this makes sense in my head.

then a lot of my opinions do fall in line with fanon opinion for the most part. like, yeah, phil is a blond dude with wings. techno is obviously a pigman. same for the rest of the dteam (though i kinda have a thing with c!george being part warden 'cause of how much he sleeps, don't ask but they're also both blue coded so). c!sam is obviously a creeper hybrid of some kind.

i want so badly to have c!eret be a swan or peafowl hybrid because those are so elegant and especially peafowl have some amazing colorations that scream royalty but i do dig the herobrine lore connection.

if i had my way, c!jack would be a cyborg donkey hybrid, specifically a mammoth jackstock. it would look so sick.

anyway. my favorite websites are livestock ones, can you tell?

[solaneceae]

nest

a team bolas oneshot (read on ao3) this one is all fluff and found family and all that cute shit.

Some days aren’t as bad as the others. As far as Team Red is concerned, day Four is one of the better ones, because their minds aren’t as hazy with the fog of war and bloodlust and they can actually, finally think properly. “The others will want our heads today,” Phil grunts, ripping stray roots off the black stone wall to free up a little alcove. (Jaiden will want to put red candles in there, he thinks, right in the middle of the many gas masks hooked to the cold stone. Add to the ambiance.) “We won twice in a row, so I think they’ll just try to trap and spaw-kill us."

“That’s low,” Foolish hums, places a Baghera skull on the improvised altar they’ve set up in the center of their little cave. Cellbit did a good job picking it free of flesh, and its smooth, bleached white surface makes a stark contrast against the red stone. “And boring.”

“Maybe, but they’ll be desperate after the bullshit we pulled yesterday,” the crow snorts, glancing back at the rest of the group — Charlie is recovering from a pretty bad glitching episode in his little ‘hot tub’, his form melted into goopy blob mode to conserve energy. Cellbit is off on the other side of the base, humming into their comms to let them know he’s close, not gone, stay, stay. Baghera has been cooking something in a hidden corner of the base, something she doesn’t want any of them to see yet. Jaiden is perched onto makeshift scaffolding, a bucket in her hand and the other dripping red, tracing lines and curves onto the wall. Carré sits among their chests, checking over weapons and food and head-deep in inventory work. He’s been spending more time with them lately, which Phil is grateful for. Carré is strong (“Carré, more like Carry!” “The goat, the goat!” "La Bestia Argentinia!"), Carré is funny, and more importantly, Carré is one of them. 

The old crow’s heart swells up with pride, pride for what his team had accomplished despite their natural disavantage. He feels lucky to be among fellow hybrids, fellow avians, hindbrain thrumming pleasantly with the proximity. His diaphragm vibrates with the low croon of flock, flockmates, yesyes, and he hears Jaiden and Baghera echo the sentiment back to him, in their respective high-pitched trills and throaty quacks.

Purgatory was Hell. Everyone had been blinded by competition and percentages and the weightless promise of getting some eggs back, unable to consider that hey, maybe the fucking cyclops that despises us and calls us sinner is fucking lying, hello! Too too focused on winning and competing to see the bigger picture like he did, but there was nothing he could do about it for now. So if he couldn’t protect his eggs, he’d settle for the next best thing and protect team Bolas. Flock. Family… 

His eyes cloud over, memories of pain and betrayal drowning the world out in static-fuzz. Étoiles had stabbed him in the back after promising to be there for him. Fit had struck him down like a heartless machine, his face steely and without the slighest trace of emotion, and Phil knows the man has serious trauma from 2b2t but he can’t bring himself to care right now. (Fuck them. Fuck everyone that isn’t on his team. The communicator strapped to his wrist still shows unread messages from Tubbo, and he refuses to read them.)

“Still can’t believe we won that, honestly,” the conure chirps from atop her bamboo scaffolding as she paints the cave wall in dripping red. Phil doesn’t know what she used to make the dye, and he won’t ask. “But yeah, I think we should just stay inside today. Let them look for us, we ain’t fucking budging.”

“They won’t find us, yes?” Carré asks, accent heavy and whistle-y as he closes the chests and hides them behind hanging vines. “They could, they could look at the map and see.”

“Nah. Cellbit made sure that the place shows up like a natural cave in maps, and our stuff is scattered enough. They won’t find it, unless they zoom the fuck in and spend five minutes checking every single cave in the area. We’re good.” Cellbit’s smart, so fucking smart, Philza Minecraft is so fucking proud right now. “How’s the food situation?”

The Argentinian smirks. “Bastante bien. Zanahorias y pan, suficiente para un día o dos.”

“He says we got carrots and bread, enough for a day or two,” Foolish pipes up, and Phil is so fucking glad he and Cellbit are here to make up for the lack of their usual translators, left behind outside of Hell. “Soooo, technically, we shouldn’t need to commit self-cannibalism today. Unless you’re down for some medium-rare chicken breast.”

“Not a chicken, you fucker,” Baghera yells out from afar. “And you don’t medium rare chicken, you want to catch salmonelle?”

“I can’t!” the shark-totem boasts with a flash of razor-sharp teeth. “Iron stomach! Comes with being part-totem.”

“Please don’t actually immolate yourselves,” Phil rolls his eyes, washing his hands in clean water (at least they have that, thank fuck) before plopping down in front of the campfire. How they haven’t suffocated in smoke with fire in a closed up space is beyond them, but maybe they have and he’s just dreaming all of this. Wouldn’t be the first time his mind fucks with his perception of reality. “We can’t make beds, so if you die you’ll just spawn right into Bad and the other’s hands. We don’t want that, you don’t want that.”

“I really don’t,” Cellbit says, his bulky frame appearing from behind a stalagmite. His jacket is strapped around his waist, for now clean of blood, cat-like eyes gleaming in the dim light. It’s the most clear-headed Phil’s seen him yet. “The elevator’s done by the way, shouldn’t show up on the map.”

“And the sound?” Carré checks, ever-vigilant and detail-oriented. Cellbit shrugs and grins, exposing sharp fangs. “Haven’t figured that one out yet. But it doesn’t matter for now, since none of us are going out. Fuck today, right?”

“Fuck today!” Jaiden woops, jumping down the scaffolding to admire her handiwork — a great frieze depicting all six of them in bright, darkening red, all donning masks of course. “We’re going all moleman up in this shit.”

“Holy fuck,” Foolish laughs, bark-like, clapping enthusiastically at the display. “Oh, oh, I almost want the others to find our base just so we can see their reaction.”

“Oh my god, that would be so fucking funny. They expect an iron farm and crops everywhere, and they get the gas mask and blood cult.”

“I finished!” Baghera pops her head out from behind the wall, waving at them with her beak stretched into a ducky smile. “Come see, come see!”

Baghera has built them a nest. An honest-to-god, proper nest, and Philza could cry actually. “Where did you even get all this stuff?” Cellbit whistles, impressed, patting the comfy-looking amalgamation of moss and large leaves and colourful strips of cloth. Baghera smiles. “I have my ways,” she faux-whispers, and everyone knows that her ‘ways’ just amounts to wandering around getting lost until she spots something of interest. Which seems to always work out for her somehow, to be fair.

Phil can spot feathers woven into it here and there, pale yellow and white and blue and black. “So that’s why you wanted those,” Jaiden oooh's, thinking back to their first preening session back at their old base. Baghera nods, the feathers on her neck puffed up in excitement. “Yes, exactly. I thought it would be nice, for a nest. Do you guys like it?” she preens, and the others cheer her on because yes, it’s great Baghz, oh we so fuckin' do. The duck glances at Philza, wings ruffling, and she croons out inquisitively. happy? proud? The crow cocks his head, yesyes’s back at her, because he does like it — it’s plush and colorful and just the right size for all of them to huddle, and her face lights up with joy. “Yes! I’m glad,” she laughs, adjusting a stray piece of cloth near the center. “You wanna add something in it?”

Cellbit donates his jacket, all rips and tears and darker areas where blood used to soak the fabric. Jaiden weaves in some flowers she found the day before while Charlie, now back to his not-too-goopy self, shoves pieces of glowing stone into glass vials filled with slime to make his own version of lava lamps that he places strategically around their new resting place. (“Now there’s pieces of me watching over us at night!” “That’s so gross, I love it.”). Phil unties a ribbon from his robes and lets Carré wrap it around a few emeralds to hang them up above the nest, like some sort of mobile. Cellbit in particular eyes it with rapt fascination, the moving glint on the polished surface of the gems making his pupils expand and his fingers twitch. “Check this shit out,” Foolish boasts as he burns through stacks and stacks of strings to form a tightly-knitted blanket, the other cheering him on as he does and throwing in different dyes in no particular order or pattern. “Eso Foolish!” Carré shouts, everyone else joining him, accents and all.

Baghera is choking on barely-repressed sobs by the end of it, a crack in her ‘I’m fine’ mask. “I wanted to make a nest, with my kids,” she confesses, trapped between five other bodies as they all sit inside. There’s dark tear tracks on her face, still dusty from working on the cave earlier. “With Pomme, and Dapper.” Her hand fiddles with the little charms around her wrist, crudely-shaped pieces of wood shaped like an apple and a tophat, attached to a red ribbon. “I miss them.”

(She misses her kids, she misses her brother, she misses her best friend and father of her son. And she knows that Bad and her briefly talked the day before, that he spared her after she pulled her puppy eyes on him. He still loves her, she knows, and she still loves him. But it still hurts to know he won’t hesitate to drive a sword through her body next time.)

Day Four goes by slowly, punctuated by the occasional death message from Gay Ninjas or Soulfire, and many, manyrequests for red team to ‘come out and die already’. They ignore it all, too busy feeding the fire and tearing their voices out singing, Slime and Baghera being the menaces they are and outlasting everyone else, although Cellbit and Carré put up quite the fight. The Argentinian, usually fairly withdrawn, gradually opens up and cracks them up with perfectly-timed quips and easy smiles. Baghera asks him for PvP tips, just so she can not immediately die whenever another team raids them, and they spar with sticks while everyone cheers her on. “You’re one of us Carré,” Jaiden woops, pulling him into a side-hug and gently batting at his back with a wing. “I don’t care that those ears and tail are fake, you’re one of us freaks.”

“Honorary hybrid, nice!” Foolish nods. “He already barks perfectly.”

“Cats don’t bark, asshole,” Cellbit pipes up, and Phil wheezes with laughter because oh, he just wasn’t denying it anymore, was he? “Speaking from experience I take it?”

“Shut up dad,” the Brazilian sputters, but he’s smiling, and the crow rolls his eyes at the nickname. “Dadza!” Baghera quacks, her feathery tail wiggling in amusement. “Please don’t go and buy milk though. Don’t be Kameto,” she pleads, and Phil almost falls over losing it. He loves these little shits.

Slime decides to climb up a pile of scaffolding as the evening approaches (which they can only tell from the comms, because no outside light reaches them deep underground) and raises his arms towards the gem-encrusted ceiling of their new home, belting out an improvised sermon with his karaoke-destroyed vocal cords. He speaks of masks and sins, of death-touched angels and base instincts, of the beauty of caves and the song of Mother Earth, eyes wide and shining with fervour behind his thick glasses. They all listen and cheer when his speech warrants it, the flames casting eerie shadows onto the walls as they all start dancing to a music only they can hear.

Foolish, Jaiden, Baghera and Charlie’s eyes all start to flicker green-violet as they start smiling a little too wide, laugh a little too brokenly, and Cellbit has to quell Phil’s sudden concern with a tired smile. “It’s like your Death-touch, Phil,” he explains, referring to the strange wither effect Phil’s attacks had gained recently, whenever things got… intense. “Entity stuff.”

“Enigma do Chaos!” Charlie yells, and barely avoids the rock Cellbit throws at him. “Bitch!”

"They’re okay, just… four Chaos-bound together can be a lot when they start syncing up like this. Just be ready to throw water on them if they get too crazy, or something.”

“Can I choose my entity, when we get home?” Carré asks, and Cellbit looks like Christmas just came early. “Sure man, holy shit. Please do.”

“Oh he’s Chaos for sure,” Jaiden laughs, gesturing at Carré who’s just starting doing Casualonas in the empty air, undeterred by their intense cackling — Baghera and Charlie are now dancing together, and it’s wild and uncoordinated, almost a fight. “Now if Felps logs on we can have a party.”

“Oh, meu deus,” Cellbit winces. “No no, we can’t have six Chaos players on at the same time, we’ll actually blow up this place and die.” Foolish yells out a high-pitched yeaaaaah! at that and starts barking again, and it’s all over, everyone else putting their masks on and barking at the metaphorical moon until they all end up on the floor, dizzy and sweaty and twitching with remnant giggles.

“Where’d the blanket go?” Charlie slurs out, blindly feeling out the soft ground in search of it. His glasses have fallen at some point earlier, and he can’t be bothered to look for them even though he can’t see shit. Baghera and Jaiden have passed out already, huddled together against the edge of the nest, Jaiden’s larger wings around the both of them. Foolish takes a break in his own nesting to throw it at him. “Thanks dude.”

“Get yourself into a burrito,” Cellbit orders, fiddling with his trusty knife at the center of the nest. “Your codified bits leech off heat like crazy.”

“Es fresco,” Carré confirms, poking at Slime’s uncorrupted arm. His finger dips into greenish skin, not quite going in, but close. “¿Por eso te llamas así? Like, popsicle.”

“Oh, I’m sorry mister Living Heater,” the slime hybrid scoffs, but there’s no heat to it — literally and figuratively. “Get your ass over here and cuddle me dammit.”

“Still married, Slime.”

“Hey— hey now, I know I’ve got a bit of a reputation, alright? But this cave is cold and damp, and I very much fuck with that usually, but my timer’s about to run out and send me into fuckin’— Sleepytime Junction, and this place is throwing me all out of whack and you run the warmest out of all of us I want me a heat pack, slash p. P means platonic, if you didn’t know.”

Cellbit’s hindbrain does a little jolt at the word. Pack, it whispers, a hum-buzz making his brain a little stupid. He glances at the others, at Jaiden with her head cushioned against Baghera’s chest fluff, Foolish curling up against her back with a tired sigh. He sees Phil right behind them, propped up against the moss and out cold as well — not because he chose to, but because his timer ran out earlier when he was trying to wrangle everyone into not drawing dicks and vulvas on the walls. His body had swayed as the device strapped to his wrist buzzed ominously, sending targeted jolts of electricity up his nervous system and into his hypothalamus to force him into unconsciousness. Carré had caught him, fortunately, saving him from one killer headache next morning.

“...Fine,” Cellbit relents, discarding his knife outside the nest before shuffling over to the others. Charlie flashes him a triumphant smile and plops down next to Baghera, who stirs with a quiet croon as the slime hybrid runs his non-code hand through her left wing, straightening out some feathers stuck in an awkward angle. Carré settles a little to the side, happy to be close to everyone but still needing a little more personal space than the rest of them, and the detective lets Charlie lean into his side with a click-chrrr noise he cannot parse. Cellbit blinks, replies with a hesitant mrrrp. Carré makes a terrible and inaccurate meowing noise and the Brazilian hisses at him for it. “Just wanted to feel included, pendejo!” the human laughs, and it’s bittersweet. (He misses Roier.)

Cellbit sighs, body sinking into the plush bottom of the nest (their, theirs. Pack-flock.) Charlie seizes slightly as his comm goes off with a little beep-beep as it reaches zero, and he goes limp against him. He blinks, staring out at the emeralds slowly spinning above them and resisting the urge to bat at them, play, play, hunt! “No hunting today,” he reminds himself with a whisper.

He looks higher, at the small blue and purple gems jutting out of the dark stone ceiling. They are gleaming in the orange light of the dying fire, like a pale imitation of stars in the night sky. His eyes trace their constellations anyway (a capybara. a duck. a sword. a boat.), mindlessly matching his own breathing with the sounds of his team’s soft exhales, in. Out. In. Charlie glitches, just a little bit, a garbled whine escaping his throat. Cellbit loops an arm around him to pull him closer, a very quiet purr rattling his chest, and the hybrid settles. He feels the edge of Jaiden and Baghera's wings against his hair, Phil’s hip digging into his shoulder. He hears Foolish snoring, he hears Carré’s toss-and-turn because he’s a restless sleeper, that one.

And he can smell them all, their comforting presence, hidden underneath the scent of blood and grime (they really need to take a bath tomorrow, or his nose will start to itch). The scent of them, each one distinct and unique and burned into his memory-hindbrain.

Seasalt and gold, and the subtle tang of divinity. 

Ozone-void, bone, and the honey-tar of nightshade. 

Steel and wool, thick and scratchy in his nose. 

Apples and moss, fresh snow. 

Quartz and poppies, the smell of the sky before rainfall. 

And closest to him, slime, and the electric tingle of a thunderstorm on his tongue. Tongue he has to keep firmly in his mouth before he does something stupid, like trying to groom his sleeping friend’s mop of dirty blonde hair. (Curse this place, exacerbating their mob instincts like this.)

He hears his timer go off, a spike of startled anxiety. Then he relaxes, his brain buzzing with sleep, sleep, and the world melts into cotton-soft, warm darkness.

Tomorrow is another day. And today… today was okay.

[astraymetronome]

I finished the first chapter the night before this was posted. I'm busy all day today so I can't really take time to post it so I opted to schedule it the night before.

This is a gift for @cyncerity and I do plan to write a few more chapters. It's my own play on their trapped Wilbur au so I hope you enjoy it. I'm calling this Of Starlings and Confines but the tag will just be #Starling AU since it's a little bit of a long title.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Also if anyone wants @'d when new chapters come out. Repost it so I know.

The soft cardigan that draped over his shoulders was enough to tell Tommy he was safe. He had barely managed to make this from Friend’s wool before everything went to hell. It was going to go lay it on the grave he’d made for the ghost but he couldn’t bring himself to do away with it. After all, he didn’t have a chance to see him. Wilbur and Niki had taken the sheep before he even found the sheep’s reborn body. 

On top of this the cape techno had left with him had been turned into a cover for his wings. The avian hybrid knew full well that, if given the chance, Dream would try to cut them off in a heartbeat. He brushed his blond from his eyes, narrowly missing the scar that adorned his forehead. His tail swished as he quietly fettled with his khakis and ruined green bandana that was tied around a belt loop. 

The 16-year-old knew he shouldn’t be doing this, let alone when Dream was on the loose, but he had to check on Boo and Tubbo. They may not be on the best terms as of right now but he had to know they were safe from that fucker’s greed. He wasn’t going to let anyone else get hurt from the stupid obsession. The dreamon wasn’t going to be allowed to do any more harm to any of them. He stepped from his dirt shack, running his hands through his messy curls before he let his wings spread. The wind blew through each feather, allowing his instincts to sing at the long-abandoned desire for 5 years. He hadn’t brought himself to return to the sky despite how much Philza had begged him. 

Flying had sadly become a trigger for his PTSD. He hated it considering flying was once a desired release. Dream had taken it from him by clipping his flight feathers and threatening to remove his wings altogether if he attempted to fly once they grew back. It was an endless cycle of having them retired before he even got to use new flight feathers. Honestly, he wasn’t even sure he could still fly after all this time. 

Ignoring his inner dialogue, the blonde let his wings beat almost to the rhythm of a heart before he fluttered into the air. It wasn’t graceful like his dad had once described his flight pattern and instinct, but the sensation of wind and the air brushing under and over feathers was peaceful. He could feel the cape over his shoulders getting in the way of his wings despite being decently pinned. He felt glad he’d done that so at least instead of trapping air or interrupting his flight they instead rested in between his shoulder blades and fell, following the space, past his scapulars.

Each stroke of his pinions brought him closer to his destination and the duo’s home. He knew the husbands would probably be against seeing him, considering Boo didn’t act anything like Ranboo did. Tubbo refused to let him around them since he didn’t want his platonic lover's ghost to disappear. Tommy just needed to make sure they were safe and warn them about the risk Dream opposed to them getting back at him. 

No matter how mad he get at that smiling blob of a fucking person he refused to take it out on anyone but him or not at all. Puffy’s therapy had taught him enough to grow healthy coping mechanisms but.. Well of course this had to ruin his weekly visits upon escaping since Puffy couldn’t handle having her son released. The ewe had mixed feelings after he caused Techno to be dragged into Pogtoupia’s beef which led to her youngest child’s death. 

Tommy hated going into the rabbit hole of his own thoughts but at least it distracted him from the fear bubbling in his stomach. The nagging fear that bubbled in his abdomen, flooded forward and gave a sensation of nausea that shot through every fiber of his being. He did his best to hide it deep down just like he did with most things. This wasn’t something he could hope or wish away like some of his feelings. 

As he got closer, the distant sounds of shouting and seemingly an argument reached his space. Being this high in the air he really shouldn’t be able to hear it but, if they were this loud, something had to be wrong. He broke into a hover, letting his wings slow down into a glide as he made his way down to them. It was hard to get down quickly without just dropping his weight so this was the next best option. 

Once his sneakers reached the brush, grass and moss being crushed under his weight, the teen stepped forward. It was rather refreshing to hear Toby even if he wasn’t in a good mood. The ghostly echo that seemed to speak in response wasn’t very surprising considering the connection Boo had still attached to his spouse. Nothing could kill the bond they both had, Tommy wished he could have experienced the same thing even after exile. 

“We can’t just let that bastard have our son! Goddamnit Ranboo!” His goat friend yelled out, Tommy could see how Boo kept stepping in front of Tubbo as he yelled towards if not behind the ghost. He sighed moving forward and into view of the couple. He wasn’t surprised as the fellow hybrid looked over the enderman’s shoulder and towards him. The half-blind teen simply glared in his direction before the insatiable happened. 

“Tommy! The homeless Teletubby stole Michael!” Tommy could feel his blood run cold at this. He’d been too late to stop that fuckers actions and the choice to take it out on others who no longer had a part in this. He felt a snarl press against his lips and cross his face as he turned. 

“Which way did he go.” He found himself mumbling.

“There is no-” Boo began but Tommy refused to let him finish.

“Where the fuck did he take your son!” The blonde shouted, watching as Tubbo’s eyes lit up for a moment, only a moment, as his hand pointed towards the east. Tommy didn’t even take a second to consider his options before he let his wings open and brought himself up above the trees, propelling himself in that direction. No matter how long the two of them planned to hate or dislike him, he refused to let Michael be a victim. 

He knew Boo would be mad but he didn’t care. Tommy needed to keep Michael safe when Ranboo would be eager to see him if, no, once he was back from the afterlife. He was quick to rush, his dark wings weren’t well adjusted for hiding in the dark unlike his brother’s. Wilbur’s wings had white slats that had some dark brown or black shading. He thought they were beautiful in comparison to his black primaries and bright red flight feathers. His own wingspan of 7 feet seemed to dwarf his size but it really wasn’t. In comparison to his body, when spread out, they looked proper and reminded him of Phil’s crow-based wings. He wasn’t actually aware of the bird his were based on. He knew the immortal knew but he’d never really gotten to bring it up. 

He watched the ground, much like a hawk searching for a rabbit or something along those lines. Unlike a hawk, he was well aware of what he needed to find, not a victim to instincts and a need for food, unlike the well-known predator. Tommy refused to let himself be swallowed up by stupid nature, he wasn’t going to lose himself to it. 

He was unaware of how long it took for him to take notice of pink and white. Without another hesitation he dropped, landing roughly and accidentally causing the small child to scare. The moment the three-year-old’s white eyes landed on his form, the small snort that left him as crying started caused his heart to lurch in panic. He couldn’t believe Dream would consider harming this angel.

“Hey, Big Mike.” Tommy whispered as his arms wrapped around the child’s body, his wings moving to hug him as well. He refused to let him go as the pigling squirmed to be held higher. He tucked the child on his hip, listening as he muttered something in enderspeak. He wasn’t proficient in the language, unable to learn more after Ranboo’s passing.

“Scared. Taken. Green. Blob.” It honestly made no sense to him but he knew what Micheal meant by the green blob. He could feel a growl forming in his throat as he carefully juggled the toddler's body. His hands held him protectively as he moved the cape, uncliping it as he used it to slightly swaddle him. He knew the small boar would like the texture considering he remembered how Techno used to wrap him in one of his own capes. 

Tommy heard something, his slightly pointed ears swiveling as he glanced around. His grip grew more possessive and protective as he looked for the cause. He had this sneaking feeling it was going to be who he thought it was. Dream had no reason to back up or leave. The avian had no armor or weapons on him and he was sure that he would at least need to survive long enough to get Micheal to Tubbo. 

He shook as he glared before his sharp eyes took notice of the small white form on the floor. He wasn’t used to seeing Dream’s blob form. He knew the dreamon was well versed in transformation magic but… this was different. The asshole never entered this form unless he was around George or Sapnap. Tommy lifted him up, with some hesitancy, before hastily dropping him into his pocket and making his way towards the small piglin’s home. He had to get him home before he could take care of this. 

His interest was peaked and, if Tommy was honest, having a chance to take the dreamon back to prison for once and for all, was too important to give up.

[bubble-popping]

It needs editing but it's very cute and a fun idea that I wanna share so *throws random god au at u*

Another thud against the door. The wood splintered, hinges creaking. It wouldn't hold much longer.

"What do we do, Phil?! He won't respond to either of us!" Wilbur looked to his blond friend, frantic, leaning all his weight on the door just like his winged companion.

"We need to calm him down and fast! If he makes it to the Overworld, it'll be a disaster!" He cringed at the memories, at the thousands upon thousands of bodies, at the exhausted expression of his already overworked wife.

"But what could possibly-" The brunet interrupted himself, lighting up like he'd just had a brilliant idea. "I have a brilliant idea! Phil, can you stall while I'm gone?"

"Gone!? To do what??"

"He's our only chance! I'll be back soon!" With that, Wilbur took off, leaving Phil to desperately hold back the raging Blood God alone.

---------

Dream felt very, very tired. Truthfully, he always did, but right now he was completely justified. Surrounded by his dearest friends, belly full of the newest batch of delicious muffins Bad made, and wrapped in a blanket of warmth from the gradually dissipating heat of the ovens. His friends had already fallen into slumbers of wonderful dreams--he made sure of that. He yawned, eyelids growing heavier and heavier with each passing second. Just as unconsciousness began to tug at his mind, the door slammed open.

"Dream! Dream, are you in here?!" A familiar voice called from across the room.

Now very awake, Dream rubbed his eyes and pushed himself up from the couch cuddle pile, displacing the Blobs that had settled on him. "Wilbur? What's wrong?"

"It's bad, Dream! It's Techno, he's gone berserk!"

His friends began to stir as well, furrowed brows and groans urging them to 'keep it down.' "What? What's wrong with Techno?"

"Just c'mon! We don't have time!" Wilbur grabbed his arms and pulled him to his feet before breaking into a sprint, dragging Dream with him.

Though highly confused, Dream kicked his feet into gear to run alongside him. "Woah! Wilbur, slow down, just tell me what's-"

"He's crazy! He keeps talking about blood and Chat-"

"What!? Where is he?" The sheep god looked to him, now wearing a similarly panicked expression.

"On his island still, hopefully. I passed Tommy and Tubbo and told them, so-hey, wait! Dream! Be careful!" Dream had already dashed ahead. It never made sense to Wilbur, why Dream was so damn fast. Nothing about giving people good dreams and singing lullabies required quick feet, but right now Wilbur was just grateful. All he could do at the moment was pray--no pun intended--that his idea worked out.

There wasn't much more to run, Dream found, because Techno was not on his island anymore. He'd made it into the main Heavens, a gold plated road flanked on both sides by shops and important buildings, not too unlike a human marketplace. Any gods that had occupied the stalls had already, wisely vacated the area. The only reasons Techno hadn't demolished them all by now were due to the two tenacious teens and a pesky flying Philza all taking turns slowing him down by any means necessary.

It was a losing battle, each flung to the side like mere flies when they got too close. Then, Dream saw his eyes.

His pig mask had been discarded, revealing the scars on pink skin, darker-than-night sclera, and pupils reduced to thin white rings glowing dangerously. He'd heard bits of stories and rumors through the divine grapevine, one in particular of how 'rivers ran red when the pig's eyes turned black.'

Again, he threw Tommy away from him, roaring loud and ferocious as the young blond crashed into Tubbo who'd been trying to pick himself up. Then, he managed to catch the hem of Phil's robe, yanking him down and pinning him with a hand around his throat. His other hand raised, claws extended as he bared his teeth and tusks.

"Techno!!" Dream shouted, grabbing his attention just before he brought the claws down. "Why don't ya pick on someone your own size!?"

(Though he was decidedly not Techno's size, he knew he could go toe-to-toe with him any day, even now when Techno wasn't himself.)

The Blood God growled under his breath and rose from the floor. He snarled, approaching slowly at first then beginning to charge, hooves stomping on the paved road. Dream straightened his posture, solid and defiant, and opened his mouth.

Melodic syllables spilled from his lips, wordless; a simple tune of soothing sounds. Techno did not falter. Dream sang louder, sweeter, drawing out each note to the rhythm of a calm ocean. He strengthened the output of his lavender and chamomile scent as Techno got closer. Belting now, he raised his arms, hands poised as if to catch the furious god with the power of his crescendo.

Techno stopped in front of him, mere inches between them. He towered over the sheep god, visibly trembling with the effort to hold himself back. Dream dropped his voice to a mellifluous whisper, fingers reaching and brushing over his jaw like he handled fragile porcelain. It seemed to surprise the pinket, the tenderness, leaving him frozen in place.

Dream craned his neck to see, finally, the fluttering of Techno's eyelids. His head began to droop. The blond supported it, cradling the face of a warrior with such care. Techno's eyes closed fully once, and when they reopened the white sclera and crimson red pupils had returned. Dream grinned in relief, lilting quiet and honeyed just for the god before him. His singing only trailed off when he was sure all the murderous intent had drained from him.

"Dream...?" Techno questioned, voice hoarse, barely able to hold himself up as he leaned into the gentle touch of freckled hands.

"I'm here. I've got you," he murmured back.

Techno sighed, placing his own hand over Dream's and nuzzling his palm. "'m tired..."

"I know. C'mere, you deserve a nice, long rest." Dream's free arm circled his neck, lightly tugging him down until their foreheads met. He seemed like he had more to say, but the clutches of sleep prevented that. In an instant, he became dead weight. Dream caught him without issue, propped by Dream's arms under his pits and head limp on his shoulder.

Dream smiled and pressed a chaste kiss to the pinket's temple. "Sweet dreams, Techno." With a little maneuvering, he positioned Techno into a bridal carry and headed for his island of potato farms. If anyone were awake, they'd see a rather amusing sight, Dream carrying a god nearly twice his size as if he weighed nothing at all, but regardless of the entire Heavens taking an unexpected nap, the main roads were no place for a restful slumber.

[bleue-flora]

Me and my fellow fanfic author @error-dream-was-found yesterday were a bit unhinged on discord and I thought ya'll might enjoy it... so umm please enjoy this discord chat fic I guess. :) (mostly left the way it is btw)

Oh guess I should do warnings huh…TRIGGER WARNINGS: Quackity (… lol oh for real though) Descriptions/Mentions of Torture, Blood, Death, Injuries, Forced drug usage and Cussing… you know the standard prison arc stuff… ;)

If It Pleases The Court

{Prelude}

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 3:52 PM

Ah yes… getting arrested with all those dsmp laws… mmmm yes those………

Wait what laws?

“QUACKITY What Laws?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 3:53 PM

True

We don't do laws on Smp

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 3:54 PM

exactly

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 3:54 PM

Unless you're Dream in that case we have many laws you have conveniently broken

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 3:55 PM

Sam and Q check book - “Yes that is correct!”

Good glad we cleared that up……

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 3:55 PM

I know the laws of Smp so well ... damn I could be lawyer!

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 3:56 PM

Thought that was my job🙃🤣

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 3:56 PM

Damn

Gotta look for a different career then ....

Maybe Q could use some help with ideas 🤔

You know ... to help enforce the law

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 3:57 PM

Torturing blob does not count

Oh wait no Q talked about his “commute” so nvm perfectly good job

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 3:58 PM

Yay!

I could also be a judge 🤔 I know the Smp law well and I'd have an easy job

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:02 PM

“Dream, GUILTY. Everyone else, INNOCENT!”…. Easy

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:02 PM

I know ... we´d both have easy jobs 🤣

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:02 PM

Lol

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:04 PM

although things would get complicated if someone, god forbid, sympathized with Dream ... although who would ever commit such a crime? Punz, laughs nervously.

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:06 PM

If Punz spoke up on behalf of Dream, Dream would kill him because that defeats the whole point…

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:07 PM

oh! So easy again! Plus we have another point against Dream

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:07 PM

Exactly

He’d be so mad… imagine getting torture for a guy in prison for that guy to just ruin everything in court…

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:07 PM

Yeah, valid reason for murder

{DSMP Court in Session with Error-DreamWasFound as presiding judge}

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:08 PM

Now death penalty…. Or…forever in a torture box with a highly corrupt warden?

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:08 PM

brings down the hammer "Torture box!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:09 PM

Tommy: “BOTH!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:09 PM

points at the kid "that! That´s the spirit! I approve!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:10 PM

Everyone cheers

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:10 PM

"The case is closed!"

"what a productive day it has been"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:11 PM

True

pulls out next case - Pandora’s Box Vs Dream

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:13 PM

"Pandora wins. Next!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:13 PM

(Before it gets nuked that is🤣)

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:14 PM

"wait, wait, wait who approved the nukes! That wasn´t me!

It´s probably Dream´s fault ... time to add to his sentence!

I'm officialy making it 2 forevers in a torture box!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:15 PM

Tubbo walks in “I approved them because I'm big Law!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:15 PM

yells I´M THE LAW!

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:16 PM

"you´re lucky you´re not Dream ...."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:17 PM

Dream screams “ACTUALLY THIS IS MY FUCKING SERVER SO IM THE LAW AND YALL ARE ALL TRESPASSING!!!!!!….. except Punz he’s nice he can stay… and Techno… BUT EVERYONE ELSE GET OFF MY DAMN PROPERTY!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:18 PM

"Shut up accused!

Why is he still here?! Sam!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:19 PM

Bad stands up “Actually I pay for it, so technically it’s my property… and language!… but yea no y’all leave because you don’t have souls and the egg is better than yall anyways.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:20 PM

"Who let the lunatic in 🤦‍♀️ I thought I said it clearly, no cultists in my court hall!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:20 PM

Sam too busy cutting off Ponks arm for frowning at Dream’s sentence

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:21 PM

"Awesam! Leave the guy's arm be and come get your prisoner!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:22 PM

Sam walks over awkwardly, before pulling Dream out with a wide smirk

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:22 PM

"Thank you ... finally

so what is on the schedule next?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:22 PM

Quackity sneaks out the back door after them

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:22 PM

looks away so I can´t be hold accusable later

"And someone already see the Egg fanatic out, please, he´s disturbing the process"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:24 PM

Skeppy grabs Bad and takes him out passing Ponk who’s bleeding out on the floor

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:24 PM

"Thank you

so is that all for today? Or does anyone has any other case? No Ponk you can´t sue Sam"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:25 PM

Ponk looks up “What?!?… why?”

“That’s not fair, can I at least sue Dream?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:25 PM

"Yes!

congratulations, you won

no need to trouble Sam and have him drag the prisoner back

Anyone else wants to sue Dream?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:27 PM

everyone raises their hand

Minus Punz who left

(Techno does it with smirk)

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:27 PM

sus .... gotta ask Sam to check it later

"Okay everyone, quiet down ... do you want this the fast way or short way?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:27 PM

Tommy stands up “I vote the Quackity Way!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:28 PM

"That´s my boy! Everyone, stand in line and pick a weapon of choice"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:29 PM

(Sam does not check later, too busy forcing potatoes down Dream’s throat to keep him alive…)

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:29 PM

mumbles to myself "why are we employing that idiot? ... Q do you have a minute?"

"No, don´t worry about Dream, others will keep him entertained"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:31 PM

Q looks very displeased, blood dripping down his shirt “Yea? What’s up?… I’m kinda in the fucking middle of something…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:31 PM

"Punz is acting sus and Sam´s ... ehm ... busy so I need someone to check"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:32 PM

Q pouts “Can’t this wait until later….”

“These noobs are gonna have all the fun without me…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:33 PM

mumbles again "another idiot ...." out loud "You can have fun later, go check now"

"or get someone else to do it I'm not paid enough to deal with this"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:33 PM

Ponk struggles to carry an axe with his one arm

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:33 PM

"Remember, it´s all Dream´s fault. If it weren´t for him you´d have your arm, I know it´s hard but this is to make him pay! You can do it! Chop off his arm!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:34 PM

Ponk and Foolish look at you disturbed, then Ponk whispers to Dream “I’m sorry” before doing just that

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:34 PM

"and by that I conclude the case Ponk vs Dream closed! Justice has been served!"

"Damn I´m really good at this job

now someone please reattach the arm so another person can have a go"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:35 PM

Q looks over at you “yea no kidding, you’re fucking nailing it!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:35 PM

"Aw thanks"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:36 PM

Sam sighs waking over “this is gonna be a long day…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:36 PM

"yeah, better get the healing pots in advance. And stop whining! You're getting paid for this"

"Just play some relaxing music and ignore the screams for a few hours 🤷‍♀️"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:36 PM

Ponk stares at him with a look that could kill

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:37 PM

"you want another go?

I´m sure it could be arranged 🤔"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:37 PM

Ponk looks back to you mumbling “No I want my arm back…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:38 PM

".... you can have Dream´s arm?

Everyone! Will any of you miss Dream´s arm?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:39 PM

they all pause in a longer then should be contemplation… “nah it’s fine.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:39 PM

"Lovely, Ponk, you can have the arm 🙂"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:40 PM

Tommy stutters “wait why does that bitch get an arm?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:40 PM

"Cuz he lost one because of Dream, duh" rolls eyes

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:40 PM

Ponk looks at said mutilated arm “….thanks?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:41 PM

"you´re welcome"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:41 PM

Sam attaching Ponk’s new arm “at least this one has all the fingers still”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:41 PM

nods "Okay so who wants to go next?"

"And where the heck is Q? What is taking him so long ....?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:42 PM

Tommy clearly outraged “ Yea but like that’s not fucking fair!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:42 PM

sighs "Why not Tommy?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:42 PM

“Because Dream didn’t even touch Ponk, why does he deserve the arm?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:43 PM

"So do you want to sue Dream?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:43 PM

Tommy grins “Yes!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:43 PM

"Should´ve started with that! Okay, what do you want to sue him for?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:44 PM

Quackity wandering all over the smp muttering profanity, looking for Punz who’s sneakily disappeared

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:45 PM

reads the report on my comm, mutters another idiot ... I'm surrounded by idiots ... "Sam! Go help Q"

"He´s lost or something ...."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:45 PM

Tommy looks like he’s solving world hunger in such deep thought “Everything?… ruining my life?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:45 PM

checks some papers "yeah seems valid"

"Dream? Do you have anything to say in your defense?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:46 PM

Sam in the middle of stitching up a long gash in Dream’s chest “Aw what now? I’m kinda busy here!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:47 PM

"Damn it ... turns to the rest can some of you please go look for Q?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:49 PM

Dream on back trying not to choke on his own blood “Oh come on, FUCK YOU TOMMY! You ruined my life by being a little annoying bitch.” coughs “…If anyone’s guilty it’s fucking you.”

Techno and Foolish make their way out rather fast, looking relieved

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:50 PM

notes down - the accused is not cooperating and is verbally attacking the plaintiff

"Since the accused decided to not make use of his chance to defend himself I declare him guilty!"

"Tommy, you won, congrats"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:51 PM

everyone claps, Niki and Jack making eye contact

Jack buts in “You’re honor, if I may, he was just pleading his case as your requested”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:52 PM

"Ehm, I didn´t say you may so the argument is invalid

Anyone else has some objection?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:53 PM

Ranboo recording the notes “just so I’m clear we would like to strike Dream’s testimony from the record as Here Say?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:55 PM

"Yes, please"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:55 PM

Ranboo brushing his hand to remove the blood that landed on his paper- it just smears in one red line over the word Dream “Ok.”

George raises hand like he’s in class, half awake “To be fair, Tommy burned my house, So he ruined my life!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:55 PM

"Thank you Boo ... finally someone competent"

thinks it through ... "would you like to sue Dream for it?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:56 PM

George looks at Dream bleeding out on the floor as Sam frantically tries to stop the bleeding “Nope. I wanna sue Tommy!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:56 PM

"Alright, let's hear it. What are your accusations?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:58 PM

George clears throat “Tommy has stolen and burned my house, but also griefed and robbed countless other properties. He is also a whiny childish bitch.”

Niki and Jack step up “We agree, he always starts conflicts that results with our homes being destroyed.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:00 PM

"I see, and are you 100% sure that this was by no means Dream's fault?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:00 PM

George looks from side to side sheepishly “I mean…”

Dream stares at George looking half hurt and half wanting to kill the man who’s so easily turned

Niki and Jack sigh “yea… I mean… you do have a point but…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:04 PM

glares at Dream to make sure he doesn't say a word, then looks at George encouragingly "you're safe here George, feel free to continue. And you" looks at Nikki and Jack "please leave your opinion for when it's asked for"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:06 PM

George looks like he just want to crawl back to bed and give up because it’s too much work to continue “Well I mean… Tommy burning my house wasn’t related to Dream. Was it? Dream hates me…”

Dream looks at George, rolling his eyes then looks at Sapnap, who looks on the brink of tears, and he just snorts bitterly amused

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:08 PM

"Oh, so he may hate you? Does that mean that he could, theoretically, be responsible for the destruction of your house?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:08 PM

Tommy raises the axe about to take Dream’s other arm, while Sam tries to move out of the way in time

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:08 PM

"Sam! Get out of the way! We don´t have enough doctors to stitch you back together 🤦‍♀️"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:09 PM

George getting exasperated like a child refusing to go to bed “BUT HE DIDNT BURN MY HOUSE! Tommy did, Dream helped fix it!…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:10 PM

"And are you certain that this wasn´t just one of Dream´s manipulation tactics to mess with your mind?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:10 PM

Philza buts in confused “He helped fix your house? I thought you said he hated you?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:11 PM

"Phil, please ... you know what, since it´s a very good question I´ll let it pass."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:12 PM

George bites his lip watching Tommy and Sam struggle with the axe over Dream’s body

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:13 PM

follows his gaze, mumbles to myself "what are those idiots doing?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:15 PM

George still staring blankly “I don’t know… he did he… said so.. or maybe he didn’t doesn't matter.. he hates us” George decides on before clenching his fist and turning to Sapnap “He hates us!… doesn’t he?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:16 PM

turns to Sap "Sapnap, can you confirm this statement?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:17 PM

Axe held between them Tommy holding the handle Sam holding the blunt end, they turn to look at George as everyone goes quiet

Tears weigh in Sapnap’s eyes as he stares at Dream who’s looking hurt and hopeful and pleading “He does. Tom—Quackity said he doesn’t care about anything!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:20 PM

nods "are there any other witnesses to confirm this statement?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:21 PM

Dream laughs something broken and bitter and hysterical  pulling Sam's and Tommy's attention back to him

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:21 PM

pinches the bridge of my nose "Sam, keep your prisoner in check please, we´re in a middle of something here"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:23 PM

Tubbo looks at the scene conflicted and thinking “He did… but… he didn’t say Sapnap and George so… and he was… Tommy was…. He was…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:24 PM

"Is that a confirmation to Sapnap´s statement Tubbo? I'm afraid I need to you to express yourself more clearly"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:24 PM

Sam slaps Dream in the face making Dream choke in amusement

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:24 PM

"Thank you Sam"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:28 PM

“Tommy he—he was using Spirit’s remains to… black mail him and….” Tommy takes his venomous eyes off Dream and stares at Tubbo dumbfounded “What?”  Tubbo ignores him “He was… Tommy he burned George’s house because he knew it’d piss off Dream… and … Dream was upset he was…. Well he never said he didn’t care about George he only said that he cares about the discs…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:29 PM

"Tommy, what is your version of the story?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:31 PM

Dream looks up at Tubbo absolutely dumbfounded like Tubbo has walked on water

Tommy steps on Dream’s hand yelling “WHAT NO! Tubbo, what the hell man?… look me and Ranboo” Ranboo looks up freaked out “we were just having some fun…and Dream he was being a bitch and he put walls around L'Manberg and he-he said he didn’t care about anything except my discs!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:34 PM

look at others "is that so?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:36 PM

everyone looks at Tommy then Tubbo then Tommy again “Tommy never lies, he’s always right!… but Tommy did just kinda confess to burning George’s house so…..”

Puffy frowning “But he’s a child!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:38 PM

"this is indeed a very difficult situation" thinks "however taking Tommy´s age and Dream´s well known negative influence into consideration, I came to the conclusion that Tommy is innocent and all the blame should be rightfully blamed at Dream as the SMP´s law says!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:38 PM

Ranboo looks like he’s going to throw up and in Tommy’s distraction Sam manages to get the ax

everyone kinda pauses… “No yea fair enough, seems about right”

Dream smiles sadly like he expected nothing less and yet finds it mildly entertaining….. until Tommy wrangles the axe and tries to cut off his arm-it doesn’t work but gets about half way

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:43 PM

"Tommy! Stop with the murder! It´s George´s time now!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:43 PM

George and Sapnap stare at each other in conflicted confused gazes before Dream screams and they turn to him again… everyone does… Sam cuts in “Shut up Dream! You’re fine.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:44 PM

"Thank you Sam turns to Dream Dream, please, don´t disturb. We´re discussing something important here"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:44 PM

Tommy halfway through another swing stops “Awww but I want an arm….” he pouts “this green bitch just tried to turn everyone against me!…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:45 PM

thinks it through "does anyone here object against Tommy getting the arm?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:45 PM

Dream just stares at his mutilated shoulder involuntarily tears streaming down his face

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:45 PM

"Dream, please, stop making a scene

Sam, stitch him up, I don´t want him to bleed out ..."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:46 PM

Everyone just stares at the gory scene quietly

Sam exasperated “That’s what I’m trying to do!… “

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:47 PM

"Try harder!"

"Okay everyone, unless you have another thing you want to sue Dream for I suggest we call it a day"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:47 PM

“I’m out of potions! Q used too many before they got here!”

Eryn wordlessly holds out a potion to Sam

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:49 PM

"Thank you Eryn"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:49 PM

Tommy takes the open opportunity to finish the job as Sam grabs the potion

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:49 PM

"Everyone, please go home. We can continue tomorrow when the guitly is in better condition"

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:49 PM

"Tommy!"

makes attempt to stop him

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:50 PM

-were too late- Dream screams, Sam drops the potion and everyone else just looks grossed out

Tommy picks up the severed arm and slings it over his shoulder, blood dripping over the sides “Ok I’m ready to go now”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:51 PM

is mildly disturbed by the scene

"O-okay ... everyone please go now. The process is over"

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:52 PM

takes deep breath trying to process the scene

searching my stuff for a potion, just short of frantic while Dream´s bleeding out a few steps away

"Does anyone have a potion?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:53 PM

Eryn gives a whole hand full of potions to Sam not taking his eyes off Dream as he leaves

Sam rushes to Dream and tries to pour a potion down his throat but Dream just continues to cough it up with blood

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:55 PM

"Shit" seriously worried now, tries to help Sam "come on Dream don´t do this"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:55 PM

Sam getting frantic “Damnit Tommy! does someone have a splash potion?!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:56 PM

searches my stuff again hoping that I just missed it the first time

"damn don´t stand there like idiots!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:56 PM

Dream just smiles widely up at you and Sam as he chokes

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:56 PM

finds the potions "Not, yet Dream"

"No way you´re fucking dying this soon"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:58 PM

Hannah pulls out a potion hesitantly “Wouldn’t it… maybe we should just… let him die… I think he’s paid enough hasn’t he?… what happened to the death penalty?"

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:59 PM

stops in my attempts to save Dream and bits my lips hesitantly

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:59 PM

Dream’s wounds try to stitch back together as he looks at Hannah surprised and conflicted

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:00 PM

looks at Dream trying to decide. It was law ... it was my job and I liked it but ... for the first time I wondered ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:00 PM

Dream looks around at everyone for an answer… something… anything as he continues to bleed out

Dream’s pulse in your hand grows fainter as his skin gets cold

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:02 PM

"Fuck"

"Hannah! Give me the potion!"

I reach towards her urging to her to give me the glowing pink vial

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:03 PM

Hannah looks at you at everyone looking for something.. an answer? Humanity? Empathy? Murder?… getting nothing she turns to Dream who looks at her with tear filled pleading eyes

she hands you the potion

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:04 PM

I breathe out a sigh of relief, the yell for her to hurry dying on my tongue

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:04 PM

Hannah mouths an apology only Dream notices

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:04 PM

"Thanks"

pours the potion on Dream´s wound and watches it close

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:05 PM

Dream closes his eyes as it seals the wound on his shoulder-did he really want to live?

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:06 PM

"Dream ... I- ..." I hold down whatever I wanted to say, I saw that haunted look in his eyes, the resignation in them and my chest tightened with an unfamiliar feeling

"This is enough for today, everyone, leave. You too Sam

And tell Quackity to not come back either"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:07 PM

Sam opens his mouth to argue but closes it

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:07 PM

glares at him, challenging him to protest

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:08 PM

Sam sighs leaving, leading the others to follow the blood trail Tommy’s arm left behind

Puffy is the last one to leave her eyes lingering on her duckling an ‘almost’ conflicted look in her eyes

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:10 PM

I breathe a sigh of relief now that they´re gone, some of the tension I didn´t even realize was there, leaves my shoulders and I turn to Dream again

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:10 PM

Dream stares up at you face scrunched in pain and confusion

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:10 PM

I don´t notice Puffy´s look as I already reach for another potion, pressing it up to Dream´s lips, with a simple order "Drink it"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:11 PM

Dream obeys best he can as he watches behind you Puffy leaving

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:12 PM

observes the wounds all over his body close, my eyes lingers on his missing arms ... "I didn´t expect Tommy to ..."

"damn! I didn´t even really expect Ponk to ..."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:13 PM

Dream laughs, it sounds terrible “You didn’t?”

“Really!?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:13 PM

"I shouldn´t be surprised right?" shrugs

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:14 PM

“I mean I thought you were one of the non idiots”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:14 PM

laughs sadly

"Yeah ... sometimes I forget how messed up this place is ..."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:15 PM

“I think…. I think we all do…”

“It’s easy to be fucking reminded it isn’t it?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:15 PM

"Yeah ... yeah it is"

laughs again, edging on hysterical fuck, "this was- the job was supposed to be easy not- not this!" gestures around

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:16 PM

“Ah… I mean to be fair nothings ever fucking easy.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:16 PM

"Are you .... are you okay?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:17 PM

Dream stars at you “that’s a joke right? Tell me that’s a joke.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:18 PM

"Right ... dumb question" looks around trying to distract myself from looking at him

feeling awkward and wishing to leave but at the same time finding myself unable to do so

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:19 PM

Dream snorts at your clear guilt

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:19 PM

jumps at the sound and my eyes snap back to him

I open my mouth to say something, then close it again

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:20 PM

He stares up at you quietly asking “Why?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:20 PM

"What?"

I blink in surprise, trying to process what he´s asking me

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:22 PM

Dream coughs clearing his throat before going on raspily “You know why not let me die? Why send them away when I didn’t?…. I mean were there—were there not more cases you wanted to pin on me?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:24 PM

"I ... "I trial off unsure what to say. Because he was right no? Why? Why did I do it? There was no reason to, leaving him to die or letting them continue after he didn´t would be better, it´d be justice. Or ... would it? "I don´t know" I admitted weakly

"It wasn´t ... it wasn´t right ..." then why did it feel right at the start?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:25 PM

“Wasn’t it? Wasn’t it justice?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:26 PM

wasn´t it? It should be ... but looking at the blood around it didn´t feel like it

"I don´t know" the tears pushing into my eyes blurred my vision, it was a mercy, I didn´t see the fresh wounds all over Dream´s body so clearly now

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:28 PM

“Hmm… you don’t know….” he trails off watching you, trying to read you

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:28 PM

"No ... not anymore"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:28 PM

“Aren’t you the judge?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:29 PM

"I ... I am. But I don´t make the rules ... there are laws ... I need to respect them" it sounded weak even to my own ears

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:29 PM

“Laws… right those” he says sarcastically

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:30 PM

"Dream ..." I try weakly, desperate to change the topic

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:31 PM

“You know… I get Tommy… I get all of them, but you? I mean you—I just thought maybe you’d see….”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:31 PM

"I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry Dream-"

I felt terrible, how could I be so stupid, how could I let the server corrupt me like this?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:33 PM

Dream laughs he knows it isn’t funny but lying there aching with missing arms and a hole in his heart drilled by their lingering words and looks, he can’t help but find it funny

“That’s a first…”

“I don’t… I don’t blame you you know… they just—Tommy just… the rules I think are different here aren’t they?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:35 PM

my heart breaks a little at his words ... he doesn´t blame me? How? ... unable to bear it any longer I get up and start collecting the potions scattered all around

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:36 PM

“You just followed everyone else… ‘Dream is the problem’… you’re right, its the law right?…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:37 PM

I stop, clenching the glowing vial with enough force to make my knuckles go white before I force myself to relax my hold. I avoid looking at him when I answer "Don´t say that ... it´s not right"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:39 PM

Dream wants to ask ‘why?’ He wants to scream it, he want to know why the rules are different for him, why are his words always unheard… why does it hurt so much….

but he doesn’t

he knows the answer…

~meanwhile~ Techno and Foolish catch up to Q and Techno promptly punches him in the face

Punz watches from behind a building and laughs… Foolish notices

Punz knows he screwed up… but he’s also not sure why they are out here….

Techno, with his back turned, addresses Punz while pulling up Q from the ground where his punch put him “Hey Punz, wanna turn? He’s very punchable I assure you.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:46 PM

Quackity curses them all out while Punz considers the offer

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:47 PM

Punz moves out of the corner causally cool “You don’t say?”

Techno handles Q to be stand and brushes the dust off him before shoving him towards Punz “I swear but ya know don’t just take my word for it.”

“If you insist” Punz smirks

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:49 PM

Quackity stumbles and panic overtakes his features "Wait what-?!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:51 PM

Punz punches him and he lands in the dirt again this time his nose is bleeding… not that anyone can really tell considering all of Dream's blood

“Sure enough… You’re Right Techno, that was fun.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:51 PM

Q stares up at Punz in shock, then anger "You fucking-!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:52 PM

Foolish looks on from the side surveying stoically

Techno steps on Quackity’s hand as he tries to get up “My monetization!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:55 PM

Quackity yelps in pain and looks at Techno with a look that could kill, an insult already sitting at the top of his tongue

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:55 PM

Techno stares back amused

after a moment to make sure his point got across Techno removes his foot

Punz just glares as Q gets up holding his bruised hand

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:57 PM

Q glares at the other 3 wanting to curse, fight, curse some more- but the memory of his last encounter with Technoblade is still fresh in his mind

he thinks better of it

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:58 PM

still watching Q, Punz ask coolly “So… What are y’all doing it out here? Thought everyone was still at the trial…”

Foolish respond crossing his arms suspiciously “Everyone was… “

Techno cuts Foolish off “We left… it was getting…. Not family friendly so me and chat had to go… What about you? Thought you’d for sure have some cases to file with Dream, didn’t you like work with him or something?…”

Punz looks at Q at Foolish then at Techno…

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:02 PM

Quacktity eyes the piglin warily, trying to plan his escape

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:03 PM

Techno pretends not to notice… eyeing Punz like he's the only one there

Punz responds analyzing Techno’s expression… which is per usual rather unexpressive “I mean I worked for him sure, but it was about the money really and if he's being sued by everyone I hardly think I’ll get any money out of it. So I figured it was a waste of time…”

Foolish eyes him wearily still on guard but mostly accepts the answer

Techno smiles back friendly “Right right yea I had been wondering why you’d work for and then betray the Teletubby, but then again I guess everyone betrays him eventually….’

“I’ll keep a mental note to always have cash around to pay you huh.. don’t want to get betrayed and all… speaking of betrayed!” Techno lightens turning back to Q

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:09 PM

Q shies back involuntary, realizing that fuck this is bad

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:11 PM

Foolish shifts uneasily

“Quackity, what cha doing out here? See anything?…” Techno leads fishing for intel

Punz grips his sword staring at Q

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:15 PM

Quackity takes a step back putting his hands up

"Hey no need to get violent-"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:16 PM

Foolish steps behind him blocking his exit

Techno chuckles “No one's gettin violent Quackity, we’ll just chillin here, just me and my enemy and some dudes.”

Punz staring down Q “… Yea but like things could get violent… that’s a lot of blood on you Quackity… should I add some?”

Techno buts in to Punz approaching Q “Hey Hey there. we’re all friends here no need to get nasty… no need to cut off anyone’s arm here or nothin..”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:21 PM

Q forgets about Foolish and tries to step back

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:22 PM

They bump and Foolish contemplates his move, looking from Punz to Techno to Q waging their threat levels

“Then again I was thinking about opening another dentist practice… what cha think Punz, could be profitable? I was gonna open it with Dream but ya know you could be a good assistant too..”

Quackity flinches after bumping into Foolish “Hey look Punz if its money your after, I run a very profitable country”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:24 PM

Quackity is visibly scared now

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:25 PM

“You know we’ve got casinos and restaurants and all kinds of money… You could join and make a ton like you know…Foolish you want to back me up here?”

Foolish eyes Q contemplating, noticing all the blood… “I don’t know Quackity maybe the dentist would be more beneficial…”

Techno smiles “Yooo pog lets go, we’re gonna be dentists chat.”

Techno pulls out his pickaxe

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:29 PM

Quackity begins to shake, trying desperately to find a way to get out of it

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:32 PM

Tommy shows up covered in blood carrying an arm over his shoulder “Hey big Q, bitch you missed all the fun… Tubbo he well fuck him” Techno sighs “My monetization Tommy!” Tommy carries on unbothered “He he defended the green bitch can you believe that?...But hey it doesn't matter I still won!”

He starts skipping along the prime path leaving a trial of its builder’s blood behind

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:32 PM

everyone stares at him in utter shock

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:33 PM

“What the fuck!” Punz lets out

Techno almost shames Punz for his cuss but stops just staring at the hand that’s bouncing back and forth behind Tommy as he skips… Foolish just stares

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:35 PM

Even Quackity is at loss of words because what the hell just happened?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:37 PM

Punz pulls out his sword looking at Q then Tommy then the blood line leading to where Tommy just came from… presumably the owner… trying to decides who to kill

He wants to kill everyone but the more his eyes follow the path back where Tommy came he grows concerned

Punz and Techno make eye contact before both of them sprint down where Tommy just came leaving Foolish and Q stunned

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:40 PM

Q immediately tries to take his chance and get as far away as possible

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:40 PM

But Foolish is bigger and stronger and tackles Q to the ground

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:41 PM

Quackity tries to wiggle out from under him

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:42 PM

The blood makes him slippery and he manages to get free from Foolish sprinting away as fast as he can

Foolish stands there now also disgusting “Shit…”

He contemplates going after Q but he doesn’t feel like running, its not his fight anyways

He thinks about going towards where everyone else is but he almost doesn’t want to know what happened… He think’s he prefers a million of Bad’s pranks over whatever the hell this is…

So he heads home for a shower… not sure what else to do…

by the time Punz and Techno arrive they are pushing and shoving through everyone who’s leaving, noticing the shock on their faces… including a very disturbed Phil which is a rare find

Puffy bumps into Techno falling and stumbling, Techno helps her get back up he doesn’t miss the tears in her eyes… but he can’t place the emotion

Before you know it, Punz is standing with a sword pointed at your throat

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:49 PM

I raise my hands in surrender, one if the healing potions still held in them

"Hey, hey no need for that"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:50 PM

Techno walks in to the scene taking it in “Woah there Punz… I think she was helping him”

Punz just now takes the moment to looks down at the armless man below him… his hands are shaking as he holds to sword but he doesn’t put it down “Dream?…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:51 PM

I look at him thankful, nodding to the best of my abilities with the sword at my throat

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:52 PM

before getting a response he turns back to you forcing the sword closer to your neck to which you back up until you hit the wall

“You!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:53 PM

I want to say something but the sword under my chin makes me think twice. I look at Techno begging him for help with just my eyes

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:53 PM

Techno slowly walks in and Punz looks back at him. Techno raises his hands

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:54 PM

A single drop of blood drips down my neck where Punz´s sword digs lightly into the sensitive skin. I barely dare to breathe

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:54 PM

Techno steps closer, slowly with his hands raised “Hey man calm down… no need for that. I think there has been enough violence. Lets.. lets hear the woman out we don't know what happened here.”

Punz wavers his whole body shaking with anger or something else its hard to say

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:56 PM

I press myself more firmly against the wall, trying to lighten the pressure of the blade on my neck

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:56 PM

Techno glances at you worried “Chat this isn’t workin help me out here…”

Dream coughs “Punz put down the sword… there’s no need for that.”

Punz hesitates before dropping his sword

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:59 PM

I take a deep breath, massaging my throat where the blade cut it

"Thank you"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:59 PM

Punz turns to you and glares, but doesn’t say anything

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:00 PM

I bit my lip, feeling terribly small and unsure under his gaze. A part of me wants to return to tending to Dream's unhealed wounds but I feel like that´s not the best idea in the current situation

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:00 PM

Techno walks further in and crouches down next to Dream “Bruhhh you don’t look to good…”

Dream breathes back sarcastically “Really? I didn’t notice…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:02 PM

I feel terrible listening to them, this is my fault ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:03 PM

Punz finally turns away from you “I swear Dream if you’re about to utter the words in any form that you’re fine…”

Dream chuckles “I’m clearly not fine Punz they cut off by freaking arms!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:04 PM

I watch their exchange feeling out of place. I had no right to be here. I should leave but I wasn´t sure if I´ll be allowed to. Besides I wanted to make sure that Dream´s fine ...

Or well ... as fine as he can get

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:06 PM

Punz turns to you coldly “What the fuck happened here!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:07 PM

"I- I messed up" I said with tears in my eyes as the reality of what I let happened- what I caused came crashing down on me

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:08 PM

Punz grips his sword tighter “So it was you!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:08 PM

I felt like I couldn´t breathe as I slid down the wall not even noticing Punz´s reaction. I caused it. It was my fault- I felt nauseous

I began to tremble and press my palm against my mouth for the first time really realizing what I had done

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:10 PM

Dream spits up blood and responds “Technically it was Q-Quackity’s fault or was it Tommy’s and.. I don’t know I lost track… there were a lot of sharp objects to be fair…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:11 PM

I don´t even hear him as I keep spiraling deeper. I caused it, I caused it, I-

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:12 PM

Techno watches you but turns back to Dream as blood pools from his mouth… Techno hovers his hands over Dream wanting to help but not even sure where to start… Punz comes up beside him a potion in hand

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:12 PM

I hug my knees to my chest tightly, wishing it´d all just go away

A silent voice in my head berates me for the scene I'm making, I should be helping Dream not having a breakdown, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid attention whore. I´m not the victim here so why am I crying?

I should do something - help, let Punz kill me, do it myself- anything would be fine but instead I just sat there unable to move, feeling helpless and exposed, wishing for a smaller cramped space to curl in and pretend that it´s not happening

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:15 PM

Dream starts coughing again, wheezing, sounding like his lungs are filling and Techno gets frantic “Your Honor, we need your help here! Teletubby is dying you can have your angsty panic attack later!”

Dream just watches Punz his eyes stone

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:16 PM

my head snaps up, I feel dizzy but I do my best to crawl over to them and offer the potion I still had

I try to form a coherent sentence but the words get caught up in my throat

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:18 PM

Techno pours the potion on his chest hoping it’ll fix it… but Dream still continues on struggling for air “It’s not working!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:18 PM

I end up only passing the potion before returning to my little ball again, hating myself for being such a wreck

My heart skips a beat in fear upon hearing him No, no, no, no, no I mumble not even realizing that I´m speaking out loud

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:19 PM

“Don’t die on me Teletubby! Not today… Chat will be very upset and I’ll lose so much money… please Dream...”

With you and Techno caught in frantic hysteria yall don't even notice the look Punz and Dream are sharing as if they are in their own little world

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:22 PM

I try to get my body to work again, I can´t be this selfish right? I can´t have a breakdown while someone is dying right next to me. I should have more potions right?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:23 PM

“Punz, please tell me you have more potions man…” Techno pleads

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:24 PM

I dig around my pockets, certain that there were more potions somewhere, the cloud of panic and emotions I couldn´t be bothered to name at the moment clouding my mind

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:25 PM

Punz pulls one out slowly beside him, Techno doesn’t see it yet as Dream shakes his head looking into Punz begging with his eyes… “p—please Punz…” Dream pleads between gasps quieter than a whisper

Punz’s hand shakes holding the potion as he watches Dream suffocation on his own blood… wanting to step in but the sound of Dream’s words linger in his ears…

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:27 PM

I finally snap out of it at least enough to see Punz hesitating "Punz!"

He can´t, he can´t, he can´t-

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:28 PM

Techno turns to Punz and Punz turns to you… Punz just frowns not saying anything… Techno does though “What? Punz do you have a potion or not, man? He’s dying on us…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:29 PM

"Punz you- you can´t- you need to- he´s gonna die"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:31 PM

Punz with glossy eyes looks away from you back at Dream who’s closed his eyes scrunched up in pain “I know…”

Techno feels for a pulse panicking as Dream’s uneven breathing stops

Techno looks up at you and Punz “Guys I think… he’s”

“Dead…” Punz finishes darkly

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:33 PM

I stop breathing for a moment, simply forgetting how

the world narrows down on the single thought, playing on loop in my head: I killed him

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:34 PM

you all stare at his destroyed body as he slowly dissolves

only the blood remains like a snow angel where his body was

bitterness coating his tongue Punz reasons “It’s what you wanted right?… the death penalty remember?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:37 PM

I don´t hear him, I'm too lost in my head, drowning in the feeling of guilt

other thoughts raise to surface as I eye the shattered remains of a potion bottle, close to where Dream´s body used to lay

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:38 PM

Techno’s hands begin to shake as Chat calls in his head for blood

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:38 PM

It´d be fair if I just-

I reached for one of the larger shards

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:40 PM

Techno grips your hand before you get one “Bruhhh… that’s not what he would want”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:41 PM

I blink blankly at him. Why not? It´d be fair

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:42 PM

Techno stares back tightening his hold on your arm to the point of near bruising as he watches you

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:43 PM

I don´t mind the pain, it merely suits as the substitute to the pain I wanted to inflict on myself

I turn my head a little, looking at him through teary eyes, trying to understand why he won´t just let me do it "Why?" I manage to whisper

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:45 PM

Techno looks at you with what must be maybe pity maybe something else “That’s not justice ya know…”

“The Dream I know wouldn’t want that.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:46 PM

"But ..." I don´t understand it "I killed him ..."

the tears are now streaming down my face freely

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:47 PM

“Maybe… but its not up to you to decide.”

“You tried to help him… that has to stand for something...”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:47 PM

I just shake my head, my eyes already trailed on the glass again

I tried to help ... but he died anyway. I killed him. It doesn´t matter what I did, I still killed him

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:49 PM

Techno whispers to Chat “a little help here… I don’t know what to do guys…. I’m not good at this ‘people’ stuff…” he turns to Punz in desperation but Punz isn't looking just pacing back and forth stuck in his head

“Dream… He stopped Punz from killin ya, remember? He wouldn't do that if he wanted you harmed or dead…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:50 PM

"... he should´ve let me die"

"I deserve it, I killed him"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:53 PM

Techno shrugs “deserve is a strong word… and trust me I’ve done vengeance… but it—it never solves anything…”

“Dream’d say that’s unproductive and pointless…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:54 PM

I consider his words for a moment, still feeling detached from myself "What if I want to die?" I ask numbly

Finally, I managed to tear my eyes from the glass. Instead my gaze slids to Techno´s hand grabbing my wrist. I didn´t understand it: why try to stop me?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:56 PM

“I mean…. I wouldn’t recommend that… but like I can't really stop you in the long run… but like can ya at least wait till tomorrow so I can spread out the deaths for Chat… they get very upset”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:57 PM

A little hysterical laugh escaped me "Yeah ... we wouldn´t want that." I replied, my voice edging on bitter

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:57 PM

Punz snorts

Techno watches you before slowly releasing your wrist making sure you don’t try anything

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:59 PM

I consider reaching for the glass anyway. Imagine dragging it across my forearm leaving angry red lines in it´s wake. I imagine bringing it to my veins, would it hurt more if I cut those?

Eventually I decide against it, letting my hands drop into my lap as I just blankly stare ahead, getting lost in my head again. It was the only other thing I could think of

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:01 PM

Punz finally stops pacing “Does anyone have a flint and steel or some form of fire?”

Techno looks up at him “why planning on blowing some shit up because I’m down?”

“There’s a country just screaming to be blown to bits…” he smirks turning to you “what cha think, sounds fun right?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:03 PM

I don´t hear him, staring ahead blankly, basically dissociating at this point

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:04 PM

“No no no… god, not that… I mean yea it does but… anyways that's not the point. Do you have a fire source or not?” Punz replies exasperated

Techno searchers his inventory “oh yea sure thing dude, I got a… oh wait did you say fire?”

“Well dang all I got are buttons to light TNT but I don’t suppose that works for ya huh…”

Punz turns to you desperately “please tell be you have some burning something…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:08 PM

Blinks slowly trying to process what he wants from me "I ... m-maybe?"

However I make no move to look for a flint or steel, not really realizing that I should

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:10 PM

Punz moves over to you and shakes your shoulders frantically not meaning to be rough but it is a little jostling

Techno speaks up trying to calm Punz “Punz calm down you’re scaring her. Chill out dude.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:12 PM

my eyes snap to Techno trying to piece together the situation. It shouldn´t be as hard as it was

but I was still feeling floaty and lightheaded, vaguely I realized they wanted something from me but I struggled to remember what.

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:15 PM

“I can’t chill out, Techno!… Dream is… He’s dead! … and I need…. Something to burn with….please”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:16 PM

Burn? ... I could burn myself ... maybe Techno wouldn´t mind that like the glass ... the thought was unexpected but not really unwelcome, I dig through my pockets for a flint and steel.

I find it in a matter of seconds

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:21 PM

Punz looks like he’s going to explode “Well? Did you fucking find anything?”

Techno-“Come on man… Chats innocent ears…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:24 PM

I hold up the flint and steal, crooking my head a little, is that what they want?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:25 PM

Punz practically rips it out of your hands “Yes! Yes thank you”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:25 PM

I jerk a little at how rough he is, I didn´t expect it and I feel confused. Why did he take it?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:28 PM

Punz pulls out a book, scribbles on it, dips his fingers into Dream’s blood on the floor and wipes it on the page. He uses the flint and steel to start a fire and drops the book in… it’s dust within seconds and the fire turns green before going out…

Techno doesn’t even process what happened before Dream’s laying on the ground under him again

Dream turns to Punz smiling “Long time no see buddy!”

Punz slides to the ground and wraps Dream in an awkward hug… Dream hugs back (with his newly back arms) “It worked. It worked. Oh god I was worried”

Techno stares shocked “Bruhhhhh… you’re a necromancer too?”

Dream takes a moment to take in his surroundings, Punz still clinging to him… His eyes narrow at you and Techno “Punz…… what the hell did you do?… come one, you were supposed to wait till they left.”

Punz finally lets go with glossy eyes meets Dream’s green ones “I know I just.. I didn’t want you to have to wait long and… I…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:35 PM

I stare at them not able to really process what I'm seeing (also kinda wanting my flint and steel back)

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:35 PM

Punz sniffs hugging Dream again.. Dream just huffs “idiot.”

“Sorry dude..” Punz finally settles on actually pulling away from the hug this time

Techno turns to you “Did you know he had the revive book? Like bruhhh I want one.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:38 PM

I shake my head slowly, not even sure if I'm answering correctly. I'm not in the mental state to process this right now

A part of me wonders if I lost it completely and am just hallucinating at this point

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:40 PM

Dream moves trying to stand, swaying a bit before steadying himself… Punz just watches not getting involved even though he really wants to….Techno just sits there and tries to process

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:40 PM

I sit next to Tech trying to process as well

it´s not everyday I see someone raise from the dead

"D-Dream?" I breathe out eventually

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:43 PM

“Yes Si——…. Oh you’re still here…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:44 PM

the most intelligible answer I managed was a single nod. I was, indeed, still here

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:45 PM

Dream clears his throat “If it pleases the court, Your Honor, may I…. leave?…. You aren’t going to like call Sam in here…. Right?”

Punz growls going for his sword “She better not”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:46 PM

I finally snap out of my shock a little "N-No! I- I won´t ..."

I didn´t even think about it. I would never ...

Not after ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:47 PM

Dream eyes you looking for lies but finds none… he’d be lying if he didn't say he was surprised…. But you tended to surprise him so it made sense

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:50 PM

I stand up, swaying on my feet and almost falling immediately. However I manage to support myself against a wall. It takes a moment for my head to stop spinning but eventually I look at the 3 of them with an unsure look. "I-" I have to clear my throat before continuing "I think you should go, before someone shows up ..."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:51 PM

Techno looks concerned and ready to catch “and you?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:51 PM

"I-" I looked around the cell, unsure "I think I´ll stay here for a bit longer ..."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:52 PM

“I mean no offense but we can handle ourselves… well besides Teletubby who looks like a walking corpse. Well I guess he is a walking corpse huh…”

Techno looks at the glass and Dream follows his look frowning….

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:53 PM

I nod, looking at Dream with concern "You should get him out of here"

I don´t notice where the two of them are looking, or at least I pretend not to

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:55 PM

Punz looks at the two of them oblivious “Guys lets go!…”

Techno and Dream stay staring at you with concern “Your honor, I believe I would like to sue Tommy over the property of my arm… so ya know I need a judge” Dream smirks pleading with his look

“You have your arm! Dude you can’t sue for that you already got one!…” Techno laughs

Dream snorts under his breath “idiot” then rebuttals “Fine fine how bout for emotional damage… or assault?...you know because he did kinda kill me to be fair…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:59 PM

"I ... I'm sorry, the proceedings are over today" I chew on my lip not liking the fact that they´re staying. Why weren´t they going already? "You ... you can- your request can be processed tomorrow?"

I tried not to think about that last part. It wasn´t Tommy who killed him, it was me

he was here now, breathing and alive ... still I couldn´t forgive myself. The glass looked even more welcoming than before and it was scary in a way. I was no longer being hysteric, I shouldn´t have those thoughts anymore

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:01 PM

Punz joins in “Your honor, who do I have to sue to burn Las Nevadas to the ground?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:01 PM

"... try Quackity?"

I offered weakly not really sure at the moment

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:02 PM

Techno and Dream join in at the same time “so to court?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:02 PM

the law would pretty much blame it all on Dream, I wasn´t even sure if any of these cases would be possible to push through

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:02 PM

Dream offered his hand… Techno pushes him aside and offers his

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:03 PM

"I-I already said ... you need to come tomorrow ..."

I shied away from their hands, why were they doing this? They should just leave me here and go ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:04 PM

“Tomorrow… I have to let them live till tomorrow?…” Techno asks outraged

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:05 PM

"I mean ... you can do it without the court?" I offered. It was how most of the things on the server were dealt with anyway ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:05 PM

Dream snorts “but what about the laws…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:06 PM

"... you know how they work ... you wouldn´t win at court anyway ..." tears sprinted to my eyes again

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:06 PM

“Eghhh maybe….” Dream responds a calculating look in his eyes

“Bruuhhhh…”

“Chat… really wants someone dead now… and Teletubby would be the easiest but he also just came back so like… Tommy sounds good…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:06 PM

I laughed a little but it wasn´t happy laugh "So suddenly they want more death huh?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:07 PM

“Always.”

Techno sighs… “Chat always wants blood… “ he gestures to the floor “you’d think this would be enough…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:08 PM

Despite knowing better, I couldn´t help snapping back at him "That´s not what you said 10 minutes ago."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:08 PM

Techno looks at you “Look they didn’t want your blood ok?… they were all crying for Dream  and calling me TechnoSoft but I couldn’t deal with them crying for you too….”

Dream turns to you “Wait what?!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:10 PM

"Why would they cry for me?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:11 PM

Techno sighs his headache getting worse “They like you…”

Punz off in the corner wonders -Do they like me?

Dream laughs “Well that’s unfortunate if Chat likes you it usually means you’ll be a wanted criminal… that's ironic…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:13 PM

"What?! Why?!" I didn´t understand what I could possibly do to make them like me

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:14 PM

"Well ... I'm letting you go ... that will probably mark me a criminal in many people´s book"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:14 PM

Techno shrugs “How should I know?… The shits liked Tommy too at one point so ya know their judge of character is questionable…”

Dream-“true”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:16 PM

I nodded. That seemed about right. It was probably just a phase and Chat will grow out of it soon. Hopefully ... I really wasn´t someone they should like

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:16 PM

“Guess that means you gotta come with us for like protection…” Techno adds

Dream finally processing Techno’s words “Hey what the hell is wrong with you?!… Chat likes me too you idiot.”

Punz snorts, Dream glares at him and Techno chuckles

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:18 PM

I snicker at that but I´m still a little hesitant to go with them ... Punz would probably stab me if I went anyway ... which actually might not be the worst outcome ... I probably shouldn´t think like that

still I couldn't imagine why they´d want me to come with them. Surely not to protect me ... but maybe I should go ... I owed it to them no? If they wanted to execute me ... well ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:20 PM

“Ya know you do have a point though, Dream… considerin you were like tortured to death a minute ago… whoever Chat likes doesn’t have a good time…”

“See exactly why you have to come with us.” Dream adds

he stares at the remains of the pool of blood on the floor

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:21 PM

I follow his gaze, feeling the shame nag at me again, it never went away to begin with

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:22 PM

“Wait… are you saying this is Chat's fault?” Punz poses curiously Dream glares at him unamused

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:22 PM

I chuckle a little

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:22 PM

Techno shrugs “How should I know?”

“Look Dream is the one who looks like a god, ask him about the millions of children in my head…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:24 PM

"Millions of what? ... and they demand blood on a daily basis?" I´m slightly concerned about Chat's mental state now

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:26 PM

“Well they aren’t all children… even if they act as mature as them… but yea…”

“Also chat would like to say umm ‘F you they are perfectly sane thank you very much’… I wouldn’t believe them”

{The end... aka I fell asleep}

[ultra-raging-ghost]

Lord the fans on twitter are horrible

Specifically a part of Tina and foolish’s fandoms on twitter and the pure hatred they have on bad 😭

It hurts my soul that they think bad is terrible just because he doesn’t speak out. Like if he was bad Foolish, Tina would have dropped him. They’ve done it before with others. Tubbo who’s been like on top for the green blob situation bats for bad too like… I think the cc’s know more man.

Like for people who get mad at tubbo being associated as a “friend” for Tommy they do the same for bad and the extended friend group like piggy, ant etc.

sorry everyone the dream drama made me hit the post limit njkbhvghbj posting this at midnight

Thankfully I'm not on Twitter, but unfortunately I'm not surprised. You're absolutely right that foolish Tina and tubbo would NOT be speaking to bad atp if he was still friends with dream, but also he has spoken out, just not directly. Dream was watching his stream and he spoke in a way that antagonized dream and made clear his stance, but only if you have the context for the things he's saying and how they related to how dream and his gaggle of goons abused and belittled him over the years.

Then again, Twitter users are crazy, I'm alright with not trying to prove myself to one of them lol

[remember-ur-alive]

partially blind tvbbo seeing revivebvr for the first time,, his coat is so dusty and the clothes feel like they’ve rotted into such muted colors that for a second tvbbo sees the brown hair and the tall figure and thinks ghostbvr. it feels so wrong the second he thinks it, his shoulders relax just to tense again. he cries out “what the fuck happened” before he even remembers the yellow. and he squints to search again, but a big blob of yellow is so obvious (even more so when it’s missing). and revivebvr raises his arms in triumph at l’manhole, and tubbo manages to notice the very thin line of a cigarette jutting from the his hands and it just cements the sense of loss before the revived man can speak

[sing-me-under]

YOUR ART IS SO PRETTY! :) also as a fellow dsmp/batfam lover I was wondering who would be who if you made an au of the other? (From batfam to dsmp or dsmp to batfam, you can choose!) me personally Tommy gives a bit of Damian,,

Hello hello! Thank you very much ✨✨✨ I’m glad you like my art!

About the DSMP x Batfam AU…. I really had to think this one through. I love both of them, but they have such different character dynamics and ideologies. Even the very worlds they are set in are like complete opposites. However, I have also read like so many (so many) superhero AU fics for the DSMP (before the fandom tag got overwhelmingly oversaturated), so I have some thoughts on…

DSMP Characters as The Batfam

You’re right. c!Tommy does feel like he’d be a good match for Damian. Loves animals? Feral? Stabby? Genuinely good? Artistically-inclined? The youngest? If we’re going by characters traits, Tommy would absolutely be Damian… But if I did that, I’d spend way too much time comparing characters who can’t be compared… So my list is going to be based on vibes. Same vibes are also why I’m choosing to make L’Manberg the main members. I’m completely disregarding age, motivations, personality, etc. This is all (mostly) vibes. There is some justification for them.

I wasn’t able to think of a match for everyone, but I got a decent chunk.

Wilbur as Batman

Fundy as Nightwing

Quackity as Oracle

Tommy as Red Hood

Tubbo as Red Robin

Jack as Spoiler

Niki as Batwoman

Ranboo as Black Bat

Slime as Batgirl 2 (also Cass but specifically Batgirl-era)

Eret as Talia

Philza as Ghostmaker

Kristen as Martha and Thomas

Technoblade as Azrael

Karl and Sapnap as Harley and Ivy (who’s who? Idk)

Dream as the entire Rogue Gallery — every single rogue just compressed into one blob of a man

I felt compelled to draw Tommy as a Robin and Red Hood.

Notes under the cut. They’re explanations for what little of my thought process can be converted into comprehensible words. It’s long. I ramble A LOT. Read at your own peril.

I’m pretty sure the obvious explanations are Wilbur, Tubbo, Techno, Karl&Sapnap, and Dream.

c!Wilbur is so much like Bruce Wayne — it’s kind of not funny. There’s the obvious “led children to fight a war” thing, the “compulsively acquiring children because they won’t leave him alone” thing, the “becomes evil immediately after crossing the no kill thing” thing, and the “sad little meow meow wet rag of a man but still extremely charismatic” thing…

c!Tubbo and Tim Drake are the closest 1:1 of this entire list.

Okay, okay. c!Techno as Jean-Paul. The vibes are wrong if we’re talking about canon Azrael, but I’m specifically thinking of fanfiction/“goes to family dinners WFA-style” Azrael.

c!Karl and c!Sapnap have such “married anti-villains befriending the heroes” vibes. I love them so much in superpower AUs even when they’re not with c!Quackity. As I’m writing this, I’m remembering that Schlatt and Quackity are also very often written in a Joker x Harley Quinn situation, but we’re talking about Batfam!

Dream is like the caricature of a Gotham Rogue(TM). He’s got the sympathetic motivation sticky noted onto a decades’ worth of terrorism with only the vaguest hope of redemption that he’ll probably never actually get because he’s too popular as a villain. I could make a point for any character interpretation (both fanpn and canon) of c!Dream as Ivy, Penguin, Riddler, Scarecrow, Black Mask, Joker, etc. (also, not a Rogue, but Ra’s too)

The thing about the DSMP is that it almost feels like a reversal of DC. It’s like a mirror, the same solution from a reversed conclusion. That also means DSMP characters appear un-traumatized and naive then get completely fucked over by the sheer horror that is the SMP, meanwhile DC characters appear fresh from traumatized and find themselves in a position to believe in goodness. The late-stage DSMP was filled with isolation while DC heroes always end up in found families.

It’s why I couldn’t think of a proper match for Damian.

What I loved about late-stage c!Tommy is that he keeps (disguises) that hope and love for people despite everything. Meanwhile, Damian’s character development is learning all that from the ground up. The vibes are similar but not the same. Honestly, for a hot second, I considered Purpled as Damian but alas, not enough Purpled content. If I were to project my own timeline of events upon the DSMP, Purpled would make a great Damian-esque match.

But that does not change the fact that Tommy as Red Hood has the best vibes.

No one else is quite as “doomed by the narrative and irreversibly changed yet somehow still painfully compassionate” in the same way Tommy and Jason are (also the “rejecting their father/brother but still loving them unconditionally). Their vibes are truly something.

I’m also very stern in my belief that c!Tommy should never kill because it would negatively impact his character development, but he very very easily could have gone the Red Hood route. By technicality, it’s more like Tommy as Robin 2, but I so dearly love the potential of villain! and anti-villain!Tommy. It’s such an underutilized concept. (Also I wrote a protege AU like way back and it makes me think of Red Hood now lol)

But originally, I flip-flopped between Fundy as Red Hood and Tommy as Nightwing, but I dunno. The logic was there but the vibes weren’t.

If we were considering a timeline of events, Tommy would make a great Robin 1 with Fundy as Robin 2 . Dick Grayson was the OG child hero, much like Tommy. He was angry and craved justice but he was also full of Light. Meanwhile, c!Fundy grew up in Tommy’s shadow.

However, Fundy also has that “if I can’t make them smile, I’ll make them cry” thing that Villain Dick Graysons also tend to have. Dick is always like four steps away from flipping a switch and becoming a supervillain. He tries so fucking hard to do good, but if he ever determines that “being good” isn’t enough to “do good,” he takes over the world. But Dick would also like step away from toxic energy by holing himself up in his apartment filled with depression, which is exactly what Fundy did.

Fundy and Dick are more “blood-soaked wet cats with strained smiles and bowling alley carpet polos” and Tommy and Jason are more “dramatic Greek tragedies.”

The Batgirls and adjacent female Bat vigilantes came to me immediately, but it’s not as long as the above.

Quackity as Barbara Gordon. He followed Wilbur filled with Hope and Justice. Quackity makes an excellent Batgirl 1. His Las Nevadas arc would then be Oracle but Lawful Evil and also completely isolated from any friends, family, or rational support. Quackity isn’t inherently bad. He still has good intentions, and he’s still good at heart, irregardless of how he portrays himself. He’s the classic femme fatale, including the whole sexist Hollywood “he needs a strong male love interest to take care of him” thing because he is absolutely spiraling on his own. Anyway, I am a fiancés shipper, so this would lead to a Birds of Prey-esque team up of LN and Kinoko.

Jack Manifold has Stephanie Brown’s “glitter bomb in the face” and “functions entirely on spite but also is just really tired of being hurt” energy. Jack isn’t quite Stephanie, but his dynamic with Tubbo made me consider him as Spoiler. Also consider: Jack and The Nuke being Steph’s Robin 4 arc.

Slime is so much like Batgirl-era Cassandra. There’s a lot of “innocent vs naive, manipulated by those with intentions, both evil and morally just” going on. Batgirl!Slime and RH!Tommy would have such a dynamic. I think about Fort Big a lot.

It is literally a crime that c!Jack Manifold and c!Slime never interacted in the DSMP.

Ranboo as Black Bat. I don’t know how to explain it, but Tim Drake and Cassandra have such a great dynamic (albeit one that I’m only familiar with in fanfics). I was originally going to say Ranboo as Orphan, but I don’t think he’s quite there. Maybe GhostBoo as Orphan.

Speaking of ghosts, GhostBur as Carrie Kelley’s Robin. He’s in the wrong places at the wrong times and (unknowingly) shoves himself in situations, and he’s got that unfair “why” going on during Doomsday. Unfortunately, GhostBur suffers from memory loss and is often willfully ignorant. I think in an AU space where’s he’s an actual character and not the echo of an idea, he’d make a great elseworld-type Robin.

c!Niki is a WLW revolutionary war veteran with a very close relationship with Wilbur. There’s more, but again, Vibes.

Now here’s where my hot takes truly lie: Philza as Ghostmaker and Eret as Talia.

We all like Dadza but c!Phil? Absolutely not a Dad. If you actually look at c!Phil without the rose-tinted lens of his content creator’s dad energy, c!Phil and Ghostmaker aere weirdly similar? I really don’t know how to explain it exactly, but I think that Phil would have brought Wilbur up as like this weird amalgamation of BTK-era Bruce, Phantom One, and Clownhunter, leading to Wilbur eventually being… not abandoned because Phil wanted Wilbur to have more independence… but struggling to make it on his own. Eventually, Wilbur would follow his parents’ (Mumza would be Martha AND Thomas) footsteps and become something that’s essentially the same but different. Like how Ghostmaker is basically Tynion’s Batman OC but somehow more edgy except Wilbur is in the opposite direction. Like how Martha and Thomas saved people through philanthropy and surgery and Bruce wanted to save people in his own way too. Phil and Kristen influenced Wilbur towards fighting crime… Also I could totally see c!Phil becoming a crime fighter as a fun and challenging art form rather than any genuine interest in being a good person. c!Phil’s got that immortal dilemma where he’s basically a sociopath running purely on an ingrained and steadily eroding moral code.

Now… Eret as Talia. Where do I begin? I love Talia. She’s such a badass but also she’s a kind person who believes in Bruce’s cause but she’s also extremely loyal to her father’s cause but she loves her family so much but she’s also a assassin princess but the world is against her and everything she is will only continue going downhill until she either becomes straight up evil or stands her ground. I love the characterization of Talia who chose to side with “the greater good” against the person she loves and more has to live with the burden of this decision for the rest of her life and continue to do what needs to be done even, for better or worse… Did I say Talia? I meant Eret. Wait, no, it’s both. That applies to both. Talia’s choice is betraying Bruce to aid her in running a global assassin cult and killing people. Eret’s choice is betraying his revolution to run a monarchy and enforcing taxes. Yes, the vibes are the same.

This has been my TED talk. Thank you for reading this far.