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The cult?👀 like the egg?

*me the author* looks at Bad with a smile

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It was a cult, but they were trying very hard to not make anyone think of them that way.

It took Dream a solid few weeks of investigating to realize that it wasn't a specific building or underground lair that the conspiracy was growing in, but the entire neighborhood.

That underground whorehouse, that market, those bars, those factories, all of them, they were all controlled by the same group.

Dream only noticed this from following multiple different people each go to different establishments in the neighborhood, and all serendipitously decide to settle in the area. Just straight up stop wandering more than a few blocks. These lost people who told Dream about their broken lives, who he knows cant stop looking over their shoulders every day.

That's when Dream decides to visit one of the clubs (this time without looking like such an obvious outside soliciting hooker). Inside he waits for a few hours and catches it, someone being guided inside a subtle side door. They come back out after another hour with a smile on their face and they're let go.

Dream follows them wander from bar to bar, and eventually stay at a brothel to sleep. They never leave the neighborhood.

Yeah, this was a fucking cult.

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Hey thank you for the message about the ask box I uh, did not notice that the anon was off! Im glad youre enjoying the new AU!!

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Dream is very good at his job. He starts off with the strategy of looking like the cheapest, easiest fuck possible. Wandering the edges of bars and streets of the red light district with the shittiest heels and dress. He avoids groups by default, and any man who looks like they could afford him a drink.

He goes to drunkards, the most pathetic looking losers who eye him with a violent neediness. They would grab at him, and Dream would take them into backrooms of places where some folk owe him favors. He’d let them think they have him, but he’d keep them from leaving by wrapping his legs tight around them.

He’d then ask where they came from, for the story of how they ended up in the capitol, if they wished he pretended to be someone else if only for a moment.

And eventually, someway or another, they’d fall into conversation. In the heavy air of the dark cramped room of a closet or bathroom or another, the men will spill their guts to their first meaningful connection to another human being in a while. And once Dream got what he wanted, he’d leave and do it all over again.

Most of the time the men knew nothing of interest, but Dream was looking to see where they were being guided. Where they were being pulled towards in the underbelly.

When Dream first went to check out the general vicinity in the underbelly is when he first heard of the cult.

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They talk in one of the private suites, one of the few rooms that dont have peepholes.

Dream basically gets blackmailed to work for the Antarctic Empire. He isn't scared about any punishment he faces, but when the people of the brothel, particularly Bad, get threatened for harboring an enemy, he gets down on his knees quick.

This is a surprise to Techno since the Dream he remembered on the battlefield was a ruthless motherfucker who famously cared more about completing the mission over preserving lives. Clearly he's changed.

The deal that is offered to Dream is this: he helps gather information in the dark underbelly for Techno. Dream can travel through the redlight district, the black market, the underground fighting rings, far more effortlessly as just another whore than any other spy for Technoblade. In return, Dream's identity remains a secret and everyone at the brothel he works at doesn't get thrown into prison.

Make any attempt at warning people, leave the capitol, or cross Technoblade, and the entirety of the underbelly will turn on Dream for the prize bounty.

Dream accepts the deal.

He tenses, expecting the Emperor to then take the services he purchased, but Technoblade just leaves.

Afterward, Bad checks up on Dream to see if he's doing all right, if he needs to blacklist that mercenary from the brothel, but Dream tells him he's fine.

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In the concubine au, Dream was formerly a general of a kingdom that was bitter enemies with the Antarctic Empire. He and Techno clashed blades many times on the battlefield, and in one of their fights Techno managed to slash Dream's mask off, becoming one of the handful individuals to ever see his face.

The kingdom was eventually betrayed by a few powerful houses who assassinated and back stabbed the royalty and fellow nobles, to then barter for positions in the Antarctic Empire. The emperors agreed and the kingdom was annexed and both Technoblade and Philza had no idea what happened to the generals from this period.

Cut a few years later, there's a new conspiracy on the rise in the Empire, and Technoblade goes undercover in the dark underbelly of the capitol to get a scope on the whispers.

In one of the brothels, he spots a familiar face, who recognizes him back.

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Dreamzablade au where Dream is hired by Emperors Philza and Technoblade to be a secret informant but to the general public is known as their concubine

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Manhunt!Dream likes tracing c!Dream’s scars, he’s enamored by them.

Look at how much he’s survived.

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I am, so drolopilled

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haha more dreamcest art

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He’s having fun this mission

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It took c!Dream a second to collect his thoughts, I could motorboat those.

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Outfit swap