#fwts

[sweetangel1111]

I just went to ig and there are new images of deleted scenes FTWS, OMFG.

I so missed seeing something new from bucky. 😣

[goddessdrea812]

Here's a little treat for you foot lovers! Where's my foot boys?!

[lunnix-where-im]

LOOOOOOOK WHAT I BROUGHTTTTT

I finished it a month later probably.....BUT I'VE DONE IT :D

[purpleglitch]

honeymoon 🌙💘

click for better quality u_u

[misty-doodles]

Did someone ask for Rewind FWT?

They love each other very much

[autistic-sidestep]

telepathy wiki page drafting and the research is gonna kill me

[trixierosewrites]

Heads Up, Seven Up

Thanks to @notwritinganyflufftoday for the tag!

Rules: share seven lines, and tag seven people. This is from my (finished) short story, For Want of a Ticket, which is set in the American West!

“I’m tired,” he said, quietly. “Can I—can I sleep, Cassie?” “You can’t stay here. You know that.” She turned away from him, because if he kept looking at her like that, her resolve would falter. “You’ll get caught as soon as the sun rises, and ya can’t ride fast and hard with a wound like that.” “Come with me.” “What?” “Me and the boys,” Oscar said, and swallowed. “We’d be glad to have ya, Miss Cass. I’d be glad to have ya.” “Don’tcha want me to watch the train?” He made a valiant attempt at getting to his feet, and she caught his arm when he wobbled. “That’s just it. We’re movin’ on. Greener pastures. We won’t be needin’ your train anymore, but we still need you.”

No pressure tags: @aromanticsky, @times-of-drought, @raevenlywrites, @vsnotresponding, @seastarblue

@flock-from-the-void, and for no.7 let's call it an open tag because I cannot remember anyone else I think would be okay tagging them oops

[bunmenace]

We got fundywastaken content recently at the form of people bragging abt it on twitter in the context of a old fanart of george crying in a car over dream and fundy's weeding invite

That surely wasn't in my 2024 bingo but it is what it is

[the-midnightvenus]

[box-architecture]

Dream looked beautiful.

He was in his wedding dress, disheveled and covered in grass stains. His shoes were abandoned off to the side, and considering the way his ankles were rubbed raw from the heels, Sam couldn't blame him. His hair was out of it's usual knot, and his face was red from crying, but still. He was beautiful.

These things were not important right now though, so Sam carefully tucked the image away in his mind, loafing an arms length away. That was probably a safe distance. He didn't know how much space a person needed after a failed wedding, but an arms length was probably decent.

Dream smiled without humor, making no effort to protest Sam's arrival.

"Hi Sam."

"Hello." Sam greeted hesitantly. "Are you… okay?"

A snort was his reply.

They sat in silence for a few moments. It was a little awkward, but Sam fought the urge to shuffle around. He needed to be there for Dream more than he needed to be comfortable.

Finally, Dream spoke. "What do you want, Sam?"

Sam's paws gripped the ground. "I wanted to make sure you were alright after… I wanted to help."

Dream blinked. Then he chuckled, bitter and low. "Well, you came, you saw, and I'm fine. I don't need any help, but it was nice of you to ask."

Sam couldn't help himself- he shuffled a little closer.

"But your ankles-! I have a healing potion, or some food." Thoughtlessly, he pulled out a potion and popped the cork, only managing to set it against Dream's lips before a strong hand gripped his own.

"Stop." Dream commanded, and Sam froze, wide eyed. "I didn't say I would take that."

Sam felt overly aware of the callouses on Dream’s fingers, their strength in comparison to his own. He could push against them, force Dream to heal himself; he needed it, and Sam wanted to give him what he needed. But Dream had told him no, and would likely be more upset than when he had found him if Sam disobeyed.

Conflicted, Sam crumbled.

"Please?" He pleaded. "Dream, you're hurt."

Dream's grip tightened.

"What do you want in return for this?" He demanded, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Why do you care so much?"

"I just-" Sam stumbled over his words for a moment, at a loss. He couldn’t say he thought about a deeper motive. There hadn't been a lot of thinking in the wake of Dream fleeing his own wedding. Just the image of his distraught face that haunted Sam even now. He wanted to wipe it away, to see Dream smile like during Sam's first week on the server. Anything to bring that cherished memory back.

"I miss you." Is what he comes up with.

"…What?"

"I miss playing together." Sam insisted, stronger now. "We were all having a really good time, and now things are getting complicated and big and we're all separated these days. I just want to have fun with you again. I miss you."

Dream was very, very still. Sam couldn't tell what he was thinking, but he kept his gaze firmly on Dream, as if by staring him down he could somehow prove he wasn't lying.

"…Okay." Dream said softly.

Sam startled, but Dream was already directing Sam's hand and tipping the potion into his mouth. Suddenly, all remaining air left his lungs as Dream began to swallow the concoction down, as if Dream was drinking away his breath itself. He reached out to cup Dream's cheek with his other hand, marveling at the way the man leaned into his touch.

Beautiful. Even now, Dream was beautiful.

As soon as the last drop passed his lips, Dream released Sam, licking his lips. Sam let the empty bottle disappear into his inventory and dropped his hand from the man's cheek. The urge to touch him again was strong, but Sam wouldn't be greedy. Dream had just escaped a failed wedding; Sam's unwanted affections would only further hurt his friend further. Sam felt his heart twist at the thought.

Dream seemed to be of a different mind.

"Thank you," he murmured, and pushed himself forward to wrap his arms around Sam.

Sam made a small, warbling noise. "Dream?"

"I missed you too." His friend mumbled. Hesitantly, Sam hugged him back. He let his creeper paws stretch out as well to hold Dream's waist, and buried his nose in fluffy blond hair.

The world felt heavenly. He couldn't remember the last time he had gotten a hug, much less from Dream. It was soft and safe, and his hair smelled like the world after a rainstorm. He nuzzled Dream's nape and tried very hard not to knead holes into the already ruined dress.

He could feel the smallest kiss against his neck. He shivered. Another kiss, slightly higher. A tiny warble left his throat. Sam's claws dug deep into the waist of the skirt, causing Dream to wince and draw back, away from their hug and away from Sam.

"I'm sorry!" Sam panicked, sheathing his claws and forcing himself to keep his paws flat on the ground. "I didn't mean to- please-"

Desperate, he peppered Dream with kisses, replacing the look of pain with something far sweeter that melted him and tugged painfully at his heart in turn. He made sure to leave kisses everywhere, until Dream's face was flushed and red.

"Sam." Dream tried to speak, but Sam tilted his head to press kisses down his throat, sucking in a mark for good measure. He would make sure Dream felt properly worshipped. His trust wasn't misplaced in Sam.

As a heady fervor settled over his mind, he let his teeth graze over the flesh before biting down and sucking hard. Dream keened, high pitched and wanton. The surge of arousal heated him to the core, and Sam's cock began to slide out of it's sheath. He grinded down to relieve some of the pressure.

"Sam, wait." Dream stuttered out a breath. Sam whined at him and grinded down more. He needed to make Dream feel good. He needed-

He found himself forced on his back, the sky a gorgeous blue to compliment the gold of Dream's hair as the man straddled his waist. His pupils were dialted, and his hands had Sam's wrists in an iron grip, so close to handholding that Sam's cock twitched at the thought.

"I told you to wait." Dream scolded, but there was clear amusement on his face, and Sam couldn't help but preen a little; Dream looked so pretty when he was happy.

"Are you going to listen now?" Dream leaned forward to press their lips together.

"Yes." Sam breathed. He would. Unless there was a reason to not. Anything for Dream.

"Good boy." Dream murmured, and Sam's hips jolted. Dream laughed and kissed him again.

"I want you inside me."

Oh. Oh that sounded wonderful. Sam moaned as Dream released his hands to wiggle down his creeper torso. His paws reached out to hold him steady, and his partner paused. He reached out to grip one and placed a small kiss on his pawpad.

"Thank you." He said softly. There was a shade of something sad in his expression. It wasn't right. Sam needed to fix it. With carefully sheathed claws, Sam tugged his partner forward to rest on the length of his fluffy torso, cuddling him close.

"This is kind of making it hard for you to fuck me, Sam." He laughed with a little bit of wheeze. That was good. That was better. Dream should be laughing. Dream should be brighter than the sun, always.

"I like holding you." He told him, unashamed. "You look good like this."

Dream laughed more, although the flush on his cheeks showed he wasn't entirely unaffected.

"You can hold me after I sit on your cock." He pushed himself up again. "Do you have another pot on you?"

Sam produced one, though anxiety suddenly fluttered in his heart. "Are you still hurt?"

"What? No." Dream scoffed, all smiles and affection. "Have you ever heard of lube, Sam?"

"I just had to be sure!" Sam protested. Dream snickered at him, and then he was sliding his skirt up to reveal the lace underneath, and then any words died on Sam's tongue.

"That's what I thought." Dream murmured.

[surca]

you're the love of my life

[jasperlovetter]

[ivi-prism]

Will there be any developments between the DSMP FWT for the AU or are they doomed forever? :0

No.

The end /j

I jest X3 who am i but someone that likes characters to crumble and then try and make sense of things <3

Mr.god complex Dream and paranoid,depressed,extremely tired single dad Fundy would never patch things over.

But thats the thing. Can Mr.God complex face the randomness and sheer vastness of the multiverse and realize he has no power and come out of the other end still having a god complex?

No.

No he cannot.

Coderdy is more familiar with the multiverse (he is a coder he can literally see the fabric of the universe X3) and his leading theory is like all Fundys they are sensible to the multiverse nonesense (glitches and what not) and (dsmp) Fundy linked with him and brought himself and yogi here to escape danger (the whatvering) but since in this universe there was no yogi, universe went “well dream + fundy = yogi” and thats why the pairs ended up switched.

All that knowledge. Fucking breaks dream. Knowing he could have simply be torn appart through a multiversal event. And he is only alive because his ex accidentally saved then he wasn’t even considered to be included in that accidental rescue.

Knowing everything he aspired to have control over doesn’t exist anymore. The places, the things, the people. Breaks him.

Knowing punz is gone. And not just him. But people he had hated so much. And also people he had forced himself to stop caring for. And people he wasn’t aware he would like to simply see again. Breaks him.

Seeing what actual power is, seeing Coderdy modify reality with ease when the extent of his powers was to revive people under specific conditions. Breaks him.

Seeing an alternate version of himself. Happy, care free, recognized and appreciated. Happier than he ever was in his persue. Breaks him.

And after so many world shattering events. It dawns on him. Fundy. His Fundy. His ex fiance is right there. And his son. Is right there. His son he only ever knew existed. Is right there and he is two years old and Dream had never even seen him. And that is all dream knows remains of his old life. That is the first realization that will set him of the path of active change.

Very selfishly mind you. The god complex, self centeredness and the *gestures to the whole cubito* that, is not vanishing just cause man had like 35 existential crisis.

And fundy being resentful, angry and so so so so betrayed is defitnely not going to help things.

If it were up to fundy he’d asked coderdy to just send him and yogi back again and leave Dream stranded there.

Thats not possible cause well there aren’t supposed to go outta your universe like this and if Dream stays, mh!Dre and him will implode. And Fundy recognizes mh!Dre is just an innocent party here that just has the misfortune of being an alternate version of his shitty ex -.-

Dsmp!fwt + yogi will have to go back. And that wouldn’t necessarily mean them fixing things but guess what. This is a crack au :3 i can go “and then!” So whatever happens happens X3.

An smp fucking exploding in a time (space?) anomaly isn’t normal. Fundy wouldn’t like to be captured as a multiverse sensitive person thank you. And Dream doesn’t want to answer for all the EVERYTHING that happened in dsmp.

So easy. Fundy will go to the people that fix things (Hermits) cause if he makes it to Vault Hunters he can keep low profile there while fixing stuff.

Dream doesn’t have anywhere to go (buddy burned all his bridges). That is not Fundy’s problem >.>.

Except it is.

Coderdy can’t send them to two seperate places less that causes more problems >.>

And if Dream passed through VH well that will cause problems for fundy so they are gonna have to figure out what they’ll do beforehand -.-

But they can’t stay here cause this is not their universe so Coderdy is like “oh hey just chill in a pocket dimension while you figure it out”

Dsmp!fwt says “what”

And coderdy shows them his one block skyblock pocket dimension where he has a house where they can stay and solve things without risking imploding.

Through multiversal shenanigans and plot contrivances. They’ll have to co-parent and co-habit and get their shit together

And they will -w-. Slowly X3

Meanwhile you have streamlined!fwt hanging out for like a week and deciding to start their own romcom lmao

[lunnix-where-im]

guess where the frame is from

[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

💋💋

[sunshine-in-a-bottle]

YOU

YOU WANT FUNDYWASTAKEN WEDDING

YOU WANT FUNDY AND DREAM GETTING MARRIED EVEN AFTER THE MESS IT WAS

YOU WANT FUNDY TO BE A MAJOR CHARACTER WHO GETS TO KNOW ABOUT DREAM'S PLANS AND HAS A STORY ARC AND EVERYTHING

YOU WANT THIS