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Vamp!Phil hissing as Sam while cradling his boy out of Sam’s reach

As the King extended a hand, Philza recoiled, his face stretching to show a set of horrifying fangs while he hissed like a serpent.

King Sam clenched his hand into a fist instead, his armor clanking with the movement.

Cradled gently within the vampire's arms was the fledgling that belonged to Sam mere hours ago. Sam had him under control; bound, subdued, fitted with a gag-harness that could feed animal blood to him through a tube while keeping his mouth neutralized. And here he was, fangs deep in the neck of this ancient vampire, eyes fogged over and moaning. He didn't even seem to notice Sam's presence; he was lost in the pleasure of his meal.

"I fed him," Sam said, unsure why the words left his lips.

"He needs the blood of his sire," came Philza's voice, elegant and calm in contrast to the shrill hiss from earlier. "Only I can sate him."

Dream's hands wandered; one was tangled in Philza's blonde hair while the other gripped at spots on the vampire's back and torso. Sam felt something hot and shameful gather in his body. He channeled it into rage.

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Idk if your still doing the drabble thing but

https://www.tumblr.com/lookinghalfacorpse/690768399620603904/does-cdream-ever-go-nonverbal-in-any-of-your-head

Dream going non verbal after he wakes up from a nightmare :))

After a few minutes of crying and begging, Dream fell silent.

The change was disconcertingly sudden. With a shuttering, sobbing breath, his mutterings to his sir ceased completely. A few whimpers and whines still made it past his lips, but nothing with substance.

It was strange enough that Techno and Phil exchanged glances. They were spending the night on Techno's bed-- it was much bigger than Phil's, making it a favorite spot for cuddling. A few animals settled in around them until slow breaths and soft snoring filled the space. Now, all the animals sat at attention and stared at them.

"You good?" Techno asked, glancing down at Dream. He had the human tucked close to his chest.

Dream hesitated, thinking. Eventually, he nodded againt Techno's shirt.

"You, uh.." Techno craned his neck down, trying to meet Dream's eyes, but he just pulled closer. "You sure? Can you look at me?"

Dream stayed painfully still.

Phil jumped in, his hand placed firm and supportive on Dream's shoulder. "What can we do for you, lad? Do you want a drink? A bath? Medicine?"

Dream tightened his grip on Techno's shirt. The piglin has seen him like this a few times in the prison-- though he tried, it was as though words just wouldn't come. His throat didn't cooperate. Techno asked Phil's questions again-- slower, and one at a time, giving Dream time to nod or shake his head between each. He nodded when he was asked about the bath.

"Of course, love." Phil responded. "Let me get it warmed up for you."

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Interrogation.

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Arctic Anarchist Commune ✦ Tiny Glade

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we should all know less about the sex lives of minecraft youtubers

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throwing up thinking about sapnap right now he is so small. and so loved . Like a butterfly

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im still right here where u left me baby.

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can i come over and Look at you like this

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https://x.com/DreamTeamOufit/status/1937750372988178755

The shirt only doesn't have an S because it says Pan Diego instead 😭 P for panda

BRO.

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I keep finding art XD One of the scenes I immediately saw in my head when I was reading.

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“There, look at us. Friiiends. Chat settle down I’m not being mean to him anymore.” Dream scowls into the fireplace. He quells his frustration over Techno’s conversation with the voices in his head and tries to guess what his chances of successfully escaping are. The odds are not in his favor. He sighs and settles for wriggling one hand free to reclaim his hot cocoa.

“Are you gonna let me go?” he asks between sips.

“Nah. I have an obligation to heal your bruised ego.” Dream gives up. Apparently, he lives here now. This is his life, he’s Technoblade’s teddy bear. Whatever. He goes back to writing.

After a few minutes, Techno puts his chin on his shoulder and sighs.

“M’tired,” he mumbles. “’ve been enchantin’ and fixin’ tools all day.”

“Then take a nap,” Dream tells him.

“Naps are for the weak,” he says. Five minutes later he’s fallen asleep. Dream lets out an exasperated laugh. He’s actually being used as a teddy bear right now. He should probably be less okay with this.

After months of solitude, sometimes the simple joy of company leaves him breathless. Dream takes in Technoblade’s sleeping face and reminds himself to breathe through the pangs of fondness.

- Kindness is Not Transactional (Chapter 4)

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how can someone so tall look so tiny and pocketable

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A new dnf fic is out for the CHBB event! I really have fun writing this and participating in the event.

You can check it out here

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spotlight and paranoid are still about george btw

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i don’t even rpf i just understand

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anyway stream just one touch by @scoops404

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sapnap shrug