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hopalongfairywren · 3 days
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Happy 4th birthday DSMP you stupid awesome terrible dumpsterfire of a story. I think i'm just gonna be stuck here for the rest of my life. I need financial compensation.
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waddei · 6 hours
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presidential speech
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lazy30 · 2 days
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Escape the pandora vault in a nutshell or something lmao
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wilbursims · 2 days
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My favorite Minecraft flowers have to be corn flowers.
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morataart-blog · 2 days
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Back in my arms
A c!dnf piece ✨
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ao3screenies · 1 day
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theokapuco · 2 days
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hehehe clementine
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milktearosethorn · 2 days
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While I’m thinking about c!Dream designs where he doesn’t have a face under the mask…. I love the idea that he’s like that because DreamXD stole it from him
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Reminds me of how dream said that if he had to swap characters it would be c!techno because of how similar they and their goals were
yeah!
like, at the end of the day, they both wanted the same thing: peace and their friends to be safe and happy.
genuinely, the biggest difference was the amount of support they each got and the fact that c!techno was a lot more stable. he's been through a lot, he genuinely has some deep trauma. it's just techno has a much stronger sense of self. he pushes back against the dehumanization, where dream accepts it.
so dream spirals. he spirals hard and he keeps spiraling because no one is helping him, least of all himself. where techno begins to spiral, does try isolate himself, but he's much more certain of who he is and he has at least one steadfast friend at the start of that spiral. he's able to walk himself back. where. dream doesn't. he can't.
and i do think techno saw that a bit, he offers dream a place but man. dream is so deep in his fear and his stress, he can't stop to accept that place. he dances on the edge of maybe. he builds a house. but he can't step away because he's terrified and the spiral plan is all he has now. he's got to see it through and maybe he'll be able to fix everything! so he destroys the house.
gods, i love these two.
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prisonpodcast · 2 days
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sorry for no art lately take this prison podcast doodle that I decided to finish :D
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clingyduoapologist · 3 days
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Congrats on teething dsmp
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hopalongfairywren · 3 days
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"you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me"
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endbie · 2 days
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nothing else. Just aro / ace Tommy.
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stardustsunsprites · 18 hours
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a boy and his best friend
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conarcoin · 2 days
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will never be able to stop gushing about how good of a character c!connor is in dsmp
like he has two very simple narrative roles:
lighten the mood for the viewer during tense situations
provide advice and support to characters who are in an unstable state and feel like there's no one they can go to
and then on a personal level, he's just. a guy dealing with his grief by trying to fill the void with whatever's going on around him at the time. trying to keep himself busy and distracted
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elmhat · 24 hours
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cloak
Characters: Dream, Technoblade
Words: 7k so far (1 of 2 chapters)
Warnings: Referenced Torture, Abuse
Summary — The highs and lows of Dream and Technoblade's time together in prison.
(I've finally done it! This is the c!rivals fic I've been working on for months! It's my take on their time together during the prison arc, so expect the usual prison arc themes. The good(?) and the bad. This one has taken me a While, so I hope you enjoy it like I did!)
Technoblade’s arrival was bad. It was really, really bad. Somehow, in all Dream’s life, he didn't think he had ever been quite this fucked. He refused to look at him. He had his head between his knees, crouched tightly in his usual back corner. He didn't know how long he had been sitting like this. But he couldn't look up now, because then he would see Techno, and that would make it real. And it couldn’t be real. It couldn’t. His hands fisted in his hair.
Read on AO3.
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