#fundywastaken week

[fwt-week]

We are happy to announce the prompts for the FWT Week 2022! The event will start on the 12th of December, which leaves everyone a lot of time to prepare!

The event's main theme is "Last Minute", so if you participate, it'd be good if you included that in your works! It's not a hard rule, though, the most important thing is for you to have fun!

If you decide to contribute, please tag this blog and/or tag your post as #fwtweek2022 so that we can see it and reblog it here!

If you decide to participate via posting on AO3, please tag your work as 'FundyWasTaken Week | FWT Week 2022' and optionally 'FWTWEEK2022_DX' (instead of X write the number of day you're writing for)

If you have any questions, you can send an ask and we'll clarify anything you need!

All the prompts and dates are also written under the cut.

December 12 - College AU

December 13 - Fraternize with the enemy

December 14 - Sneaking Out

December 15 - Fake-out Make-out

December 16 - Practice Kissing

December 17 - Fake Daring

December 18 - Getting back together

Bonus! December 19 - AU of your choice!

[chessecakelove]

FWT SUPER HERO AUS

Where Fundy is a villain's son who's trying to just live his life while dream (a hero) spies on him as civilian to get information, they end up falling in love.

An Au where villain Dream gets asked out by hero Fundy, in secret of course not wanting to ruin Fundy's life.

Au with hero Fundy and hero Dream together for the public and didn't really love each other that much, but they both fall in love and don't want to tell the other to ruin what they have.

Where Dream starts dating a civilian while keeping the fact he's a hero a secret, little does he know the civilian he's dating a villain who is also keeping that hes a villain from him. (The two fight often as hero/villain)

[purpleglitch]

Sixteenth Day Event Prompt:

Fundy & Dream - Sugar

@sixteenth-day-event 💚🧡

Can we pretend it's still the 16th? so much stuff happened last week I didn't have enough time to finish this and now i'm sick and my eyes feel sensitive i can't keep staring at the screen agshfjhgfdj

The concept was based on that time C!Fundy gave C!Dream ice cream from his shop,,,,,,,, if i think about fundywastaken for longer than 5 seconds i will explode, they were my everything in 2020

+ Bonus Doodle

💋💋

[a-moth-called-mof]

Throughback Thursday aka I go over my mains during the dsmp

Many of my followers might not know this but i have swapped through multiple "mains". I still wouldn't say I have a dsmp "main", because I've always had phases and even when I did, I've always tried to follow people who "mained" characters I didn't follow as much so I knew what was up. My original "main" was actually C! Fundy. I fucking adored him. I was a big C! Fundywastaken shipper and if you look through my fundywastaken tag you can see the whole ass wedding canonicity saga. I loved C! Fundy so much from late season 1 (when I joined the fandom) (aka before November 16th) to early season 2 (aka post November 16th) and I was really hoping he'd get to be in a spot light for a bit with Ghostbur. I also really likes C! Niki and C! Bad around this time.

After that, I orbited C! Tubbo a lot (although I've always kept up with C! Clingy to some degree) as well C! Ranboo, C! Eret and C! Puffy (IM STILL MAD ABOUT CC! PUFFY RETCONING HER CHARACTER BEING A MOM BECAUSE THE FANDOM FORCED HER INTO THE STEREOTYPICAL MOM ROLE. i really likes c! Puffy as a mom because even though she was a maternal figure. She had such wine aunt energy and felt like such a fleshed out person to me) (also got really into c! Puffychu for a bit)

And then exile happened and C! Tommy maining began (<- FUN FACT I USED TO FUCKING **HATE** C! WILBUR 😭 I thought he was pretty abusive during Pogtopia and I still do think that C! Tommy scape goated C! Techno a bit because he didn't wanna acknowledge how badly Wilbur missed him up <- that being said even though i didnt like c! Wilbur. I was still always of the opinion, he had the potential to get better and i always felt like he'd come back later eventually).

After exile, I became a pretty big C! Techno main and (c! Emerald enjoyer) even if I didn't always agree with what he was doing (<- tbf I've always watched C! Techno, probably helped he didn't stream as much as the others). Around this time and after Doomsday, I got pretty into C! Sam and Ponk as well. And post C! Tommy dying and lore slowing down, I got really into C! Quackity (although I've always been attached to him because a close friend of mine at the time basically mained him). And then the C! Wilbur revival happened and I started getting more into him and I think he was my last proper "main" before the lore dropped off and the CC! Dream stuff started coming out

Overall all the dsmp characters hold a special space in my heart because I was pretty into almost all of then at some point (I didn't mention this because I don't consider this long enough to be a phase but I did have a week or two where I fixated a lot on C! George and C! Hannah). And idk, all of them hold a place in my heart and I also think half of them suck ass as people but I think that's the appeal for me

[dreamiguess]

Day 3: Wedding

Day 3 of @fundyfiles FWT week

apologies for length and formatting. Wrote this one in my phone's notes app, day 2 is locked in my computer and will hopefully posted soon.

On AO3: 

They don't get married in a church or a banquet hall, or even the chambers of a town clerk. They have no rings or ring bearers, no officiant nor witness. No friends to lead toasts, no father to say <em> I'm proud</em>

They get married in woods untouched by pain and it's enough, enough to have whispered promises kept secret by the wind.

Fundy wakes at the creaking of the west window. His pulse beats steady, from an easing of fear rather than gain. He doesn't open his eyes to see what his heart already knows. They can create an image from sound alone, the ring of iron an axe learned against the wall and a thud of a shield next to it. Arrows, too, but much softer, and the rustle of clothing removed and hitting the floor. There's a worrying lack of a bow. It can't have taken more than two minutes but it feels like eons, the beats between each approaching footstep a century. The ache is overpowered by the steady beat of safe, safe, safe.

Neither pretend he's asleep when Dream climbs into bed next to him. His skin is cold to the tough, and his hair is wet when he burries his head into Fundy's chest. No amount of time or care bathing in the river could erase the scent of blood from his clothes, though, wafting from the corner to his unnaturally sensitive nose. It was a kind gesture, though, even if it only saved his sheets and not his mind.

Tucked under Fundy's chin and curled into his warmth, his love begins to shake. It was a bad one, then. They all were, he supposed, just some worse than others. The clock had already started ticking before the next. It could wait, wait for him to run his hands over chilled skin and purr into blonde hair until they both could sleep or till the sun rose, however long it took.

Dream wakes up quickly. He has to, has perfected the art of keeping his eyes closed and breathing slow until the coast was clear, or at least until he could claim the element of surprise. This morning is kind. Gentle fingers trace across his back and somewhere in the distance, the hens and sheep begin to start their busy days. With his nose pressed to Fundy's collarbone, it's like home has flooded his senses and settled into his bones.

He leans back enough to look at Fundy for the first time in weeks, beyond the silhouettes of last night's moon. The sunrise through the east window lights his red hair aflame. A grin stretches across his face, sleepy and unhurried. Like they have all the time in the world.

"I'll pick m' stuff up," he slurs, voice still raspy from sleep. He nuzzles back into the pillow. "Too tired last night."

"That's not what matters," Fundy replies, bumping their foreheads. "You could take your weapons into bed and I wouldn't care, as long as you came back in the first place."

Dream smiles at that and cracks an eye open. The pillow makes his vision fuzzy, but it's enough eye contact to get his message across.

"You'd mind."

"Okay, maybe. But still not the point." Fundy leverages the hand at his back to pull him closer, tucking his chin over dream's head in an image of the night before. Silence settles over them. It's a conversation they've had before, more or less. A tennis match of "you don't have to wait for me" and "I wouldn't know how not to," of "I'm sorry" and "for what?". Of Dream not deserving this love and Fundy giving it willingly. It always ends the same so they don't bother to have it out loud, and Dream have never been strong enough a man to do the right thing and leave.

"Breakfast?" He offers into Fundy's throat. It's been a while since he's gotten to cook for his partner. It's been a while since he's cooked for himself for that matter, besides smoking meats along the trail.

"Marry me?" Fundy responds. Dream laughs at that and finally rolls over, planting his feet on the ground and pulling his torso over his legs.

"No, I mean it." Dream freezes. Turns back towards Fundy to find him sitting on his heels and eyes wild. He waits but Dream can't find any words, and until he apparently can't wait any longer. The bed shifts when he scampers off the edge and circles around to kneel between dream's legs.

"Marry me." Fundy cradles his hands, runs the pads of his fingers over every scar and callous. He holds them like their something precious, not something worn and stained red. His eyes broadcast every emotion hiding within, and they hurt to look at. Dream looks at their hands instead and takes a shaky breath.

"I can't promise to be something permanent."

"You don't have to." Fundy wipes below his eye. He hadn't realized he was crying.

"You just have to promise to be mine."

They get married in the tradition of the Old Gods. It's only right for Dream to, and it's not like Fundy has any love for Prime anymore. They spend the week scavenging and waiting for the full moon. With only suspicions to rise and no coin to spend, they make the best of it they can. He picks daisies and black eyed susans and forget me nots, the flowers that grow wild in lieu of florists, and Dream dyes bow string in green and brown. They don't own enough white between them to look anything near proper, but Fundy puts on his only dress shirt and weaves a crown of clover flowers.

Dream shakes his head when he sees it, but ducks his head for Fundy to adorn him and kisses his cheek in a silent thank you. It's important, whether Dream makes a fuss or not, and it's the only white for a man who's been forced into forest colors for years.

They sneak to a clearing when the day arrives, hand in hand and giggling like children. Even though the trees provide ample privacy they don't dare to light a full circle of candles or leave a mark that could be traced. Four are enough to light them, and their flowers will fade soon enough.

Fundy's fingers feel clumsy wrapping the cord around his wrist, but his embarrassment turns to laughter as they figure out how to pull ends through loops for each other with their nondominant hands, a task clearly meant for a third party.

They have no high priestess to lead their ceremony, so Dream whispers the words instead. His voice is steady until the end, finally cracking as he finishes their vow.

"For as long as our love may last, so may it be."

"For as long as our love may last," he repeats, "so may it be." It's a bittersweet promise. Even now when his heart could not be more full, there's a reminder of their inevitable end. The modern script would have fit them better perhaps: till death do us part.

With a gentle tug their hands are free and their ropes are left in a neat knot. Dream pushes it into his hand and seals his first with his long fingers. And then he leans in, for a ritual Fundy knows the words to as well, kisses him desperately until they can't breathe.

Soon they'll blow out the candles and sweep their flowers out of place. Soon the horns will announce the next hunt, and dream's ichor will stain the forest floor instead of cheap wax. Soon.

[nerdycolorcupcake]

Making deals with dreamon gods for a little demonstration of love is really tough sometimes

[blufox234isadumbname]

@fwt-events

13. Onsra (Boro language of India) – Loving for the last time; that bittersweet feeling you get when you know a love won’t last.

[lucidsaysstuff]

Day 1: A Winters Ball

"He couldn't help lock his gaze into that man. but why??"

late?? pfft not for me- but yeah this actually took me a while to get a grasp at things

(also im bad w deadlines but pretend i never said that-)

[eggicup]

Hi, fwt brainrot got the best of me :D

Enjoy merman Fundy during my exams-

3k words

[strikerangel]

On a picnic maybe :? @fundyfiles

[fwt-week]

VOTE FOR PROMPTS FOR FWT WEEK 2022

This year's theme is "Last Minute!" and all prompts will be more or less based on it. All answers are anonymous, and you can change your answer later!

Vote here!

[chessecakelove]

FWT AUS

An Au where Fundy hides Dream and the two have to live together, while Fundy also has to lie. A few months after they get into a system of Dream acting like a stay at home husband, and Fundy acting like a husband. (Yogurt acting like a child to both of them)

Au where Dream decides to go back to his base where he finds 1. everything taken or burned, and 2. his cat gone. So he went to the only person who knew about the base, Fundy.

Au where Fundy steals Dreams cat, because he can, and destroys a lot of his stuff and takes his stuff because he can.

Au where dream wasn't the one to start dating Fundy for power but Fundy was the one that dated Dream for power.

Au where Patches and boots have to live together often because Dream moved into Fundy's home and then left and then Fundy takes her in because Dream's in prison

Where Dream finds yogurt in the woods and thinks that he and Fundy had a kid.(They didn't but Dream will learn that later when Fundy is corned and asked why he didn't tell Dream he had a kid)

[cobradoesmcyt]

Me, going onto the Fundywastaken tag: Plz no angst plz no angst or comparisons or replacements plz just give me some sweet fluff for my comfort ship plz gimmi that fluff

Me, one post into the Fundywastaken tag: FUCK

[not-allowed03]

I'M ALMOST DONE WITH THE ANIMATIC!! (The "never ever getting rid of me" one for reference) The whole fwt tag is just angst so get ready for some fluff and attempt at humor!!

I mean I almost done with the half of it but you guys need some fluff. It feels like I'm watching a family slowly decent into madness and drown in grief everytime I check the fwt tag.

BUT if you like it to stay angsty, I can always wait until I'm finished with the whole song. Not sure when that will happen, but I kinda wanna post something before the wedding.

[aura2023]

Inspired by the prompt list of the fundywastaken week that happened in july.

I like this ship a lots <3

[nerdycolorcupcake]

Two simps and a king vibin