#technoblade scenario

[moltengoldveins]

aight, it’s too late here to draw a full poster, but I’ve narrowed the Antarctic Empire poster designs down to two (the rest looked more like special edition posters for like, a collectible or smthn):

[greeniscosmic]

MY UNORGANIZED THOUGHTS ON THE TOMMYINNIT SURVIVAL TOUR:

⚠️ SPOILERS BELOW ⚠️

before the show, i saw a technoblade cosplayer walk in!!! they weren't part of the show or anything, they were just an audience member, but, GOD it was awesome. i just wanted to give a shout out to them bc i genuinely thought their cosplay was really cool :)

someone held up a schlanket, some other people held up rammies, and other people held up tommy's merch. we all cheered when this happened. peace and love on planet mcyt ❤️

now onto the show itself:

tommy had a fake invisible girlfriend throughout the whole show. i think it was actually a commentary on The Voices in Le Head, but my friend thinks it was more of a spongebob bubble buddy scenario. (now that i think about it, i feel like she might be right)

a lot more audience interaction than i was expecting!!! i was half expecting tommy to walk around the auditorium and quip with people individually, but i was SO FUCKING GLAD he quiped with the audience as a whole. i would've killed myself in front of him if he ever even attempted pointed a microphone in my face.

(he did quip with people individually, but only with the people in the very front. everyday i thank the Lord.)

"im half white. other half? also white." PEAK CINEMA ✋️😑🤚 WORLD CHEERS 👏👏👏 EVERY DISASTER ENDS

"i'm asain. caucasian!" WHITE BABY YOU CANNOT BE SAYING THESE THINGS

side note, getting a crowd of people to cheer for a white boy on the second day of AAPI month is crazy fucking work. sick and twisted of tommy for stealing the show and we should cancel him immediately. slash j as the kids say.

DEAFENING CHEER FOR SCHLATT HOLY SHIT (im guilty of this too lmao)

schlatt repeatedly called us all gay and woke. baseball, huh?

the guy that shouted "bababooey" and got noticed by schlatt himself 😭😭😭

speaking of heckling, THE ACEDENTAL MINOR JOKE??? DID ANYONE CATCH THAT ON CAMERA OR IS IT DOOMED TO DETERIORATE SLOWLY IN MY BRAIN

here's what i remember about that joke specifically: tommy asks something (i forget what). someone in the crowd shouted "MINORS" and tommy goes "ye- NO 😨". crowd laughs, and tommy says something like, "that's gonna make this next part real awkward lmao"

schlatt flirts with a chair. i'm sure some people in the audience creamed their pants.

tommy made schlatt do what was essentially The Pacer Test on stage. go white boy go!!! (i have footage of this btw. i heart watching him suffer for my entertainment ❤️)

that's all i remember for now. i'll post more if i remember anything else!!!

at one point in the show, schlatt and tommy just started chugging water bottles and popping the caps off while the whole crowd cheered them on??? that wasn't even in the script btw. they just started doing that shit 😭😭😭

[misty-doodles]

So like take your age old "what if Philza didn't activate the stasis chamber in time and Quackity actually put the pickaxe through Techno's teeth" scenario, but I get my hands on it.

So obviously this would be sad Techno whump bc he's just lost a cannon life, but we can make this a horrible time for everyone involved.

"Technoblade has been slain by Quackity using [Wardens Will Braker]"

Immediately confusion and shock rings out across the server as the message appears, because Techno had been wrongly and privately imprisoned. While the server doesn't necessarily like him as a whole, they certainly don't think he's as bad as Dream (i.e., deserving of prison).

The Syndicate is horrified and furious all at once. Not only were they unaware of Techno's imprisonment, they can't begin to fathom how Quackity got his hands on Sam's weapons and the ability to kill their friend. More importantly, Techno is down a canon life and has been made permanently half blind, though the shock of it all has sent him into a early hibernation.

Philza... He'd been just about to trigger the stasis chamber when he received the message. His hand hovered over the trap door, heart in his stomach as he read and reread the message. He'd been just a few moments too late. He was too late and his best friend died. Oh, he was going to find Quackity and Sam and he is going to tear them limb from limb. He was going to make Doomsday look like a creeper crater in comparison.

Sam and Quackity are frantic. Sam spends a good while berating Q for his idiocy, How could he be so stupid to kill Techno with his named weapon? Now the entire server is going to be on their asses and they're completely fucked. Sam has to physically restrain himself so he doesn't kill Quackity straight up. They'll need to flee, to run as far away as possible because Philza Minecraft will have their heads. Before they can do that, however, they'll need to deal with their remaining prisoner.

Dream... Dream was just plain scarred. He watched his only hope of freedom die graphically before him. Oh who is he kidding anymore. His one comfort and last remaining friend died and there was nothing he could do to save him. Now he's vulnerable, and even if he understands that there's no way Techno's coming back for him now, it fucking hurts. Worst still, he's left at the mercy of Sam and Quackity, who will either kill him outright, or drag him somewhere he'll never escape from.

He's yet to figure out which outcome is worse

[lookinghalfacorpse]

/dsmp /rp

cuddling with dream and the many possibilities, scenarios, and obstacles you may encounter. don't let him read this. a guide by technoblade.

i'm about to blow your minds with how complex this is. i'm a master at my art (sleeping), alright? i'm an experienced craftsman (at sleeping), i perform at my best in all locations (with naps, mostly) (yes, even in the obsidian box), and i'm very good at cuddling. i'm practically built for it. i would never, ever think about writing a guide about how to cuddle with philza minecraft (or anyone else, really), but this squirmy little guy is different.

-the best approach is the Sudden Drop. walk over to him, no matter what he's doin, and just drop onto him and stay there. spare no body weight. he'll probably think it's a bit funny, and that's why it's the best one. he's more likely to humor something if it's a good bit, and having a giant piglin treat you like a sofa cushion is a GREAT bit. he'll laugh.

-(the second best approach is when he's upset or panicking or crying, and you can see him grabbing onto himself. normally that means... idk, that he wants held? Or he wants to hold something? i'll sit down, slowly, and wrap 'im up. he'll latch onto me. hard. fingers twisting my fur-- the whole nine yards)

-otherwise, he's shy with his hands. a few times now, i've grabbed his hands and put them somewhere on me because he was just, like, hovering them awkwardly. like, cmon, man. i'm laying my whole body on you, what part of your hands do you think is gonna bother me.

-but, come to think of it, sometimes he's afraid of my hands, too. if i move them in the middle of the night. if i lay them somewhere sensitive, like his sides or the small of his back.

-another scenario: he might approach me, too. i thought it'd never happen. you know that feeling with the stray dog is finally close enough to sniff your hand and you stay super still so you don't scare it? That's how i felt. he normally just walks over and leans on my shoulder, and i still can't tell if that's all he wants or if he's asking me for a better cuddle. more experimentation is needed here.

-location is key! in all scenarios, near the wall is best. i think of myself as a secondary wall and kinda close him in- if sam were lookin', he'd only see me.

-(he's so little. he's SO little. was he always this thin? i'm gonna crush the kid.)

-expect the unexpected. sometimes he'll hit you. sometimes he'll start to cry, and sometimes that means you need to let him go, and sometimes that means you need to hold tighter. it's complicated. but everyone needs it, especially dudes bein tortured in a box, so it's worth the effort.

-(sometimes i need it, too. i'll admit it, i'm scared.)

[mcyt-builds-contest]

Pandora"s Vault:

Contained : Dream, Tommyinnit, Ranboo, Technoblade, Connoreatpants

Series : DSMP

Propaganda : its so big. Its so so big. Look at a map of the dsmp. Its just a black void bigger than l'manburg was. You look at it and you just know it's something terrible. the obsidian walls, lava, the iron. It's just there. In the middle of the ocean. It does not fit in and its scary. the AMOUNT of redstone and functions it go is AMAZING. the only way to enter is through a portal that then leads u to the nether and has to be manually activated again by the warden. So to enter you literally NEED the wardens permission. All the bridges and all the door. It's so fucking cool man what can I say. The amount of security. the lore that happened inside pandora as well. Pandoras arc was the best arc of the whole of dream smp and I stand by that. There is so so much to unpack. Sam and Dream could have just built some shitty obsidian box and called it a prison, but no they made PANDORAS VAULT

The Prison of the Iron Crocodiles:

Contained : ForgeLabs, unsortedguy, okrobert

Series : Scenario SMP

Propaganda : A work of tactical mastery and raw function. Sean's team only had three people including himself, whereas every other kingdom had around 10 players. In order to even the playing field, Sean's plan essentially involved using the rules of the Scenario to their full potential -- players were not allowed to break blocks while in enemy territory, so anyone dropped into the pit trap contained in the castle's gates would be stuck and forced to drop their weapons and armor or risk being murdered by a very angry crocodile. Was a working prison for quite some time, including being used to hold one of the rival leaders and more than one of his people hostage for a good amount of time. It's probably not much to look at compared to some of the other builds here, but it made up one of the central tactical plot points of the entire GoT scenario. The ripple effect of this prison being built can't be understated -- its usage completely reshaped the political and tactical landscape of the server. ...I mean, Forge didn't win, but it still reshaped the way he lost. Also it was just a very cool tactic.

[swordfright]

what are your logistical questions about the guard dog au?

Ohhhh boyyy. Well. First of all I'm sorry it took me like a month to answer this, I got busy.

I wanna start by saying I wasn't around when Guard Dog AU was created, it was before my time (just barely) but I have read dozens of fics with this premise so bear in mind that I thiiiink I have a pretty solid understanding of how GD is supposed to work?? But I could be wrong about some details, in which case please feel free to correct me! Also, I wouldn't normally poke holes in someone's AU because at the end of the day, AUs are supposed to be fun fantasy what-if scenarios and not airtight canon-compliant thought experiments. The only reason I feel comfortable doing it with Guard Dog is because, from what I can tell, this AU wasn't created by any one specific person, it just sort of manifested on twitter in like 2021 and now there are literally hundreds of pieces of fan content about it. What I'm saying is, Guard Dog is The People's AU and that's the only reason I don't feel weird answering this ask.

Yeah, so. My logistical questions are as follows:

What's Sam's motivation for letting Q borrow Dream?

When in the timeline is this taking place? (because that affects EVERYTHING)

What threat is Dream purportedly guarding Las Nevadas from?

How does Dream's presence change the preexisting dynamic in Las Nevadas?

What is Quackity actually getting out of this?

Who does or doesn't have the revive book at this point?

I'll try to address these as neatly as I can. So, my understanding of the premise: Quackity somehow gets Sam to agree to let Dream out of the prison so he can live out the remainder (or some unspecified portion?) of his life sentence acting as security for LN. In some variants it seems like this is happening after Dream gives up the revive book, but in other variants that's not the case or it's left unclear. There are a couple points at which this feels implausible/OOC, namely:

1.) Sam would never let Dream out, even on parole. He does not want Dream under anyone else's watch. He wants Dream in Pandora at all costs. You cannot convince me he would just let someone borrow the prisoner for a bit, for any reason - especially not Quackity, who imo Sam probably sees as a greater threat to his authority as warden than almost anyone. Think about it: aside from Sam, Q has probably had the most consistent contact with the prisoner during his incarceration; Q's violence and general temperament mean that Sam likely knows Q killing Dream is a possibility, and that without the warden's supervision this could very well happen. Sam obviously isn't concerned for Dream's wellbeing, but he does want his prisoner alive because otherwise he's not a prisoner and Sam's not a warden. So yeah. "Just me and him" line etc etc. Dream ain't never gettin' outta there if Sam has anything to say about it.

2.) What is Dream actually capable of contributing to LN? In other words, would initiating Guard Dog actually pay off for Quackity in tangible ways? It depends on where in the timeline we are. If this is happening post-torture era or even mid-torture era, Dream is likely physically incapable of performing the feats of combat he was capable of prior to prison. Hell, even if Guard Dog era is happening instead of the torture era, Dream has still been in prison for a while and is probably already experiencing the disabling effects of prolonged malnutrition and neglect. So if Dream is known for PVP and his PVP skills took a severe blow recently, then what use is he as a security guard? Which brings us to the next question...

3.) What threat is Dream even guarding LN from? Quackity's foremost enemy is Technoblade, who has largely peace'd-out between Doomsday and Jailbreak. Q is evidently not eager to reignite a direct conflict with Techno because he got his ass handed to him last time. Also, he's aware that Techno and Dream are allies, so why would he put Dream in a place that's easier to rescue Dream from than Pandora? You could argue that maybe by publicly turning Dream into a glorified slave laborer Q is indirectly flaunting his power (the power of ownership) in Techno's face, but I don't see this as terribly likely given that (based on some of the visitation dialogue) Q misunderstands the nature of Dream and Techno's relationship. Critically, he doesn't seem to realize that they are comrades in addition to allies. And I think flaunting ownership of Dream would only make sense if you thought you were really hurting Techno in the process - Quackity just doesn't seem to have picked up on the fact that this is even a possibility. Based on all this, the enemy Dream is supposed to be fending off probably isn't Techno, so who is it? Las Nevadas is pretty much a neutral state. Q has people he doesn't like, but his list of Actual Real Enemies is surprisingly short. The population of the server is also comically small, so like...intruders? What intruders??? It's not as if Q really has to worry about strangers breaking in and robbing him or something, which is usually what guard dogs are for. My current answer to this question is that the threat would have to be the Egg. Possession by the Egg can turn people you know into strangers, and the entity that is the Egg can travel/infiltrate new spaces by way of the vines. Also, this conveniently answers the sub-question of "what threat can Dream defend LN against that the actual members of LN couldn't?" If you suddenly have to worry about contamination, it makes sense that you would send someone disposable to deal with the contaminant - not your own friends or employees. Speaking of which...

4.) Dream's presence in LN would change the faction's dynamic and Quackity is sooo poorly equipped to navigate that. Quackity's whole shtick is that he's charismatic because he can't be strong. He's volatile, conniving, violent, insecure, hedonistic, profit-motivated and has poor impulse control, but he's also able to project confidence and affability in ways that have been advantageous to him. There are two sides to Quackity and he seemingly likes to keep them separate. If Guard Dog is happening after the torture arc, then Quackity is used to showing the worst aspects of his personality only around Dream. In Pandora, he's a torturer; in Las Nevadas, he's a leader. So what happens when those two places effectively become the same place? If LN is Dream's new prison, how is Quackity supposed to act there? Sure, he's not particularly kind and caring when dealing with his staff (most of them were recruited via intimidation, after all) but they've never seen the side of him that Dream has seen. How is he supposed to maintain that authority over Dream while continuing to be the version of himself that Fundy and Purple and Foolish and co. know? Quackity talks a big game about (and makes gestures toward) not caring that people know about the torture, but he obviously does have reservations about it. When Wilbur asks him about visiting, he dodges around the question. When he discourages Foolish from breaking in, he's weird and cagey about it even though he knows he needs to come clean. When Tommy confronts him about the torture directly, he says "Don't ever say that, not even as a joke." He's defensive. This is another one of Q's hilarious contradictions: he wants to enjoy the benefits of being known as a dangerous person without the downsides of people being actually scared of him or finding him repulsive. He wants to have his cake and eat it too, and Dream's presence in Las Nevadas puts that impulse in jeopardy. There's a big difference between people suspecting you may have done some torture vs people actually witnessing that torture firsthand, or even seeing its aftereffects. Not to mention, there are now other people for Dream to interact with besides Sam, Q, and the prison guards! That changes things, even if Dream isn't allowed to speak to them directly. In Pandora, Bad and Ant had one job, which was to keep the prison running and keep Dream inside it - that's not the case with the LN crew. These people have shit to do! Foolish is building Quackity a replica of the Eiffel Tower, he doesn't have the time or interest to be a prison guard. I could go on but you get my drift. Things would get so weird so fast.

5.) The revive book complicates all of this. If Dream actually did give up the book and Sam understood how to use it, I could be convinced that maybe he would let Quackity borrow Dream for a bit - because hey, if he kills Dream then Sam can just revive him! However, I don't feel confident saying that Q wouldn't just kill Dream immediately after getting the book. We know Q enjoys torturing Dream, but we also know that he seemingly gets bored of it after a while. We also know he has at least some level of concern for propriety/his own rep, so he does have plausible reasons to just straight-up kill him after getting the book. Like, he got what he wanted (necromancy knowledge + a fun 3 months of recreational activity) and if he kills Dream then that's one less person to potentially spread word of Q's uhhhh proclivities around the server - which, again, he paradoxically does seem to care about. Even if Q's plan was to relocate Dream to LN to better access to his fave chew toy and never intended to kill Dream, would Sam believe that?? Q can't directly go against the warden's orders when he's visiting Pandora because that would be stupid and dangerous, but in Las Nevadas? Hm. I think Sam may see Guard Dog as an attempt on Q's part to move the prisoner to a location fully under Q's control so that he can kill Dream without risking retaliation from the warden. Basically, I think this au only has a chance to work in a scenario where Dream has given up the revive book to Sam, but not to Quackity. Because otherwise, Sam just wouldn't let him go. Quackity does want the revive book, but moreso he enjoys torturing Dream, so I do find it semi-plausible that Q would initiate Guard Dog even if he didn't have the book yet.

Ummmm so yeah! These are my questions and thoughts about Guard Dog! i think it's a really fun AU with a lot of potential, but there are kinks in the premise (pun intended) that I find it difficult to wrap my head around. anyway please talk to me about this because I think about it all the time and I wanna hear some other folks' takes too.

[liliesmultiverse]

⋆ˊˎ-•̩̩͙- *̩̩̥͙ random things i've scripted!!

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ in my home reality!!

: ̗̀➛ me & aaron have a shared stardew valley farm

: ̗̀➛ ao3 has an app w/ a library that you can add your favorite fics to like wattpad does except the library has a search bar & the filtering system bc 1) i need an app so i’m not opening like 100 tabs and 2) i’m tired of flipping through the like 40 pages of history

: ̗̀➛ club penguin never shut down and is still very popular

: ̗̀➛ poptropica still has all of the old islands bc wtf?? why’d you take them from me?? bitch??

: ̗̀➛ everything runs on a renewable eco-friendly energy source that doesn’t damage the planet

: ̗̀➛ drive-in movie theaters are still extremely popular

: ̗̀➛ there's always a sonic nearby no matter where i am because it's my favorite place <3

: ̗̀➛ the sims 4 is just the sims 3 but with much better graphics. it also never has any bugs and always runs smoothly.

: ̗̀➛ the harry potter movies & shadowhunters tv show follow the books exactly

: ̗̀➛ i never get dmca’d so i can play any song i want on my streams/in my youtube videos without permission from the artist.. i just wanna jam out without repercussions 🫡

: ̗̀➛ cameron boyce is still alive

: ̗̀➛ technoblade never had cancer & is still alive

: ̗̀➛ aaron won sexiest man alive 2024

: ̗̀➛ no. light. pollution. or just any pollution. but specifically no light pollution because i want pretty night skies. >:(

: ̗̀➛ ai isn't used to make any kind of art and human art is extremely sought after & much more appreciated. ai is used mostly for silly things. robots also aren’t taking over & replacing people’s jobs.

: ̗̀➛ the shifting community isn't toxic and mostly consists of storytimes, daily motivation, edits & scenarios. like nobody gives a shit or tries to police what others can & can't script, and everyone just focuses on their own journey.

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: ̗̀➛ my tiktok fyp only shows me things i'm interested in (mostly edits of aaron) at all times. like if i lose interest in something, posts of that interest won't show anymore, and if i become interested in something, the opposite happens and posts start showing.

: ̗̀➛ for one week every month, hospitals will give free healthcare check-ups to low-income households & homeless people

: ̗̀➛ all of my devices have unlimited storage

: ̗̀➛ all cultures are more intertwined with each other. like they’re all still their own separate culture but they’re also more mixed together?? basically it’s just one big culture but still diverse. idfk how else to explain it okay 😭

[anarchy-and-piglins]

Dude I am absolutely in love with your techno fics. You and Clean liens are keeping my sanity in tact and not crashing out. Anyways, give me your top 3 tropes with techno please!

You're so real for that, Techno-centric fic is what keeps me going too <3

UGH, picking a favorite trope with Techno is like picking a favorite child, it's so hard. I'll name three I really enjoy, but honestly it's just scratching the surface and I'm probably forgetting other tropes I love an equal amount.

One: Hiding an injury/illness. This trope is one of my favorite in general for any fandom but it definitely fits perfectly with a character like Technoblade. I love when a character either is too stubborn to admit they're sick or hurt, don't feel like they're deserving of being cared for, simply are awkward about it because they never had people care for them before, or are used to pushing their own health aside for others (like in a combat scenario where they'd prefer to focus on a hurt friend even if the friend's injury is not as bad as their own) - all of those arguably apply to Techno. Bonus points for combining it with a dramatic or inopportune reveal like ignoring the injury until he faints or something. Very tasty.

Two: 'Just a guy' Techno or 'odd one out' Techno. This one arguably is more AU focused but I think my fic history can attest I'm a big fan of fics where Techno is just a guy. Especially if he isn't necessarily less badass than he is in canon. With 'odd one out' I mean content where Techno is like, a different species than the others. I'm a big fan of human!Techno on the origins server or any AU where Techno is human but sbi isn't (human!techno with alien SBI, vampire SBI, fae SBI, etc). Or sometimes he's the only nonhuman, that's fun too (siren!Techno au my beloved)! Or where he's like, the only commoner while SBI is royalty, or a civilian/hero when the others are villains. That vibe basically. There are a lot of different ways you can play with this trope AND it lends itself especially well for dark SBI which is like, my favorite subgenre of Techno fic lmao.

Three: disabled!Techno. Bit of a self-indulgent one ofc because I love projecting onto my blorbo. But also it just makes sense to me in dsmp canon like, it seems unlikely somebody could have gone through all the stuff Techno goes through and not have it leave some permanent marks. I enjoy giving him chronic pain, migraines, maybe amputated fingers. For bunnyblade there's the obvious leg amputation too. But you can get creative for AUs or just for fun. Seizures because of the anvil!!! Put that man in a wheelchair!!! Again, lots of options.

[almostdeath]

Okay. I wanna rant and talk again about C!Schlatt and how it makes sense that he is pro-governmental structure or even a structure with an emperor on top.

Him being a sheep hybrid makes sense in that case. Sheep flocks usually have a sheep that leads them (the role of the leader is usually exchanged among the sheep). There are many different factors that determine which sheep will lead the flock. One of those is age and experience (Schlatt would be one of the oldest in the group, especially if we are talking about the Manberg cabinet), dominance which is determined by social interactions (Schlatts comes off as confident in his beliefs. Doesn't matter if he actually has a high self esteem or not as long as he displays such in public) and also initiative, which Schlatt of course showed.

Sheep are very social animals. They will get stressed and depressed in isolation (which makes a lonely limbo quite impactful for Schlatt and could lead to a scenario in which he would be very desperate to stay near the person that revives him). So him wanting to have a community and clear structure makes a lot of sense. So he would definitely be opposed to anarchy that Technoblade and Phil want.

One of the main instincts is to keep the flock safe...so getting rid of danger (such as Tubbo, as he is a traitor) is a reasonable response. (Not saying that Tubbo deserved death but besides of getting rid of him...there weren't many options. Maybe imprisonment, so he won't carry out important information or plans)

(Also. The angst of Quackity being the one to revive Schlatt and Schlatt just acting overly dependent on him because he was in isolation for such a long time. For something that felt like literal years. Quackity not really understanding. Maybe feeling mocked. But later seeing that Schlatt has that behavior with everyone he knew, like Fundy.)

[yandere-mc-yt]

Do you think there's any yanderes who wouldn't get along? Like Wilbur and Quackity might not be able to stand each other or Tommy and Purpled finding it difficult to not bicker? Everything you've written so far is really cool!

Thank you! It's nice to hear people like my writing. :) I don't want this to be long because honestly? A lot of yandere's wouldn't get along. I'm going to list the top 1 that'd not get along AT ALL and then the top 3 that'd work unfortunately TOO well together.

EDIT: Old ask but I've polished it a bit and only included one ba. Enjoy!

P.S. don't be afraid to send more poly asks! Both romantic and platonic :)

Top 3 Best Yandere Duos

Technoblade & Ph1lza: should be obvious why they'd work well together! These two have known each other for ages and its highly likely that they'd even form a polyamorous relationship along with their shared darling. The two care and trust each other enough to compromise to ensure their darling is kept and taken care of!

Tommyinnit & Ranboo: a surprisingly good team! Its mostly because they're similar kinds of yanderes (mostly harmless towards their darling, only wants their companionship and attention, clingy, ect) that they wouldn't immediately clash. Also while Tommy is the jealous type, Ranboo is not but it's rarely an issue since Ranboo is so submissive in general scenarios- allowing Tommy to hog more of their darling's time with no problem.

Wilbur & Quackity: okay I know what you're think- you think they'd clash right? Well your right there's a lot of clashing!! But!!! They somehow make it work in an albeit disfunctional kind of way. The main reason this team even works is becuase Wilbur not so subtly is also just as attracted to Quackity the way he is towards their darling, willing to put himself "below" Quackity to help him contain their darling. Hey a bit of selflessness goes a long way!

The Absolute WORST Yandere Duo

Dream & Tommy: An EXTREMELY unlikely duo but has high odds of forming a dynamic- especially if obsession takes hold during the exile arc of all times. There's already so much going on mentally for tbe both of them and they absolutely do not want to fucking share their poor darling. They're both clingy in their own fucked up ways and even though I've stated before that Tommy is harmless, that all goes put of the window when Dream isn't above hurting their darling. Tommy would never try to hurt them of course- only Dream really but he's also so much more paranoid that somehow Dream will sway you away from wanting to hang out that he may start to verbally lash out. Everything is just..... awful. Even for Dream this situation sucks but he's too proud and stubborn to let go of his literal two greatest obsessions.

[paperhermits]

a list of mcyt characters that make me all giggly nd giddy to think about and imagine in scenarios:

Jimmy Solidarity

Lizzie Shadowlady

Joe Hills

Technoblade specifically interacting with anyone from Empires or Hermitcraft. Maybe even a little bit of Traffic.

[sketchehm]

im curious on your ideas with team mafia and sapnap in the vampire AU 👀

also consider a scenario where Dream did get captured and one of the bitten ones do get captured (potentially Technoblade considering the time he was stuck with dream in pandoras vault). But also the bitten one managing to get a warning out to the rest which leads to different vampires planning how to save Dream

Bad and Sam wanting to help because they have a soft spot for dream and his friends (Sam more for dream than his friends but those are important for Dream! and therefore important to him!) and just in general their familiarity with them and care

Team Mafia wanting to help because Dream is important to Sapnap (and maybe it will make Sapnap more willing to become a fledgling.) (though this scenario just makes Sapnap scared of becoming a fledgling. Dream got captured and hurt and used for being one. it could put his family in danger. well *more* in danger)

There's too many ideas with Team Mafia and Sapnap tbh but a lot of it is them pestering and annoying Sapnap eheh (Dream is Not happy with the bombardment of scents Sapnap returns with after every encounter with Team Mafia)

In my head Team Mafia are the kind of vampires that kinda go against a lot of usual vampire norms. Not necessarily on purpose, that's just how they roll pfft

Like. First off. They're nomadic. Vampires traveling is odd! They usually stay in the place they were turned or move to a town nearby. Rarely is there some kind of vampire adventurer. Mostly cause Vampires have the instinct to set up a nest and that is Home. And moving or destroying it is not.....great. Very distressing!

Team Mafia are just. Unique. Nest isn't a cozy area to sleep. Nest is each other. Can't separate them for too long or they get antsy!

Something something the guys are just all kind of abandoned fledglings and were able to "grow up" and care for each other. Yep!

There is like a lot of stuff I take from that video and don't end up saying it outright here (oops). But Team Mafia are more based on the "Modern" vampire. And by that. I mean the Hollywood kind of vampire. Not twilight, older than that haha really early Hollywood vampire. It fits them well. (Debonair and erotic LMAO)

Anyways! They end up finding Sapnap hunting in the forest, they were just in their usual travels. Tbf they thought they were gonna find a baby fledgling and instead found a human who smells like one (they didn't realize at first it was Dream scenting him lmao).

They're very touchy very quickly. They threaten drinking his blood often :3c

That kinda clicks in Sapnap, oh. Even bitten are scary...cause Sapnap is genuinely scared of being taken by these guys. They've shown how stronger they are than him, they'll take him away from Dream and George and there's nothing he can do about it :(!!!

Until. A few days of this happening and he gets used to it pft Serpias would whine that he misses hearing Sapnap's heart racing :/

But it's the lot of them tossing Sapnap around and trying to scare him constantly cause they like hearing a human heart go crazy heh They think it's cute!

But they gotta leave eventually :/

Surely....they could....take Sapnap :) They've never actually sired a fledgling between the all of them, can't be /that/ hard, they all were able to develop without a Sire plenty fine :^D! (I do want to think some of them have like....defects? Due to lacking Sire blood. Serpias with his mismatched eyes. Spreen eyes are too sensitive to light. "Oh and shadounes weird hair color!" "OI I was born with this?!" "Oh :/")

But yea :)! They'll follow that weird fledgling scent Sapnap always has on him to try and track him down...and leads to this. Cave? Sapnap didn't tell them he was homeless >:0!

And it's. An actual fledgling in there......why does it smell like Sapnap??

Hehe

Anyways! I haven't thought too far where I've considered who is the Dream rescue squad lmao

I do like to think that there is a vampire in the hunter squad that finds and takes Dream. Only cause. I like the imagery of Sapnap and George trying to prevent them from taking Dream. They see the hunters there and try to reason with the vampire at their side...

"They'll kill him! Don't you care?"

"No."

It's the vampire drinking from Sapnap and George, Dream being dragged away seeing them bleeding out. He can't even vocalize and call out to them, he has no bond to feel if they're still alive, he has no sire blood in him to help tap into any vampiric abilites to try and fight back....he's never felt more worthless...

Which is. The plan really. A distressed fledgling is a great beacon to attract bittens. Lucky for them one was on his way for his monthly visit to his favorite homeless fledgling. But the smell of blood. Is distressing. Something is Wrong.

It is Techno finding snf, taking them to Bad to help recover, and then going to find dream. Telling Bad if he doesn't come back by sunrise, well....let's hope that's not the case.

I wanna say Sam is actually left behind if Bad does go because he is still considered Fledgling too. He'd be super mad about it, staring down at unconscious snf. His own baby instincts revving up and starting to mad cry. "You two promised you'd take care of Dream. I told you guys that humans weren't enough. Now he's gone." He's very upset :(...but he'll make sure snf are stable with the help of Skeppy. Because Dream would want them alive.

I wanna say this happens a little over a year since Dream died. They got through the winter. The three of them got through what they thought was going to be the hardest part of this journey. Learning so much more about the world and all that jazz. Too bad the town got too suspicious of them and finally called the hunters in.

It's how I would tie in Team Mafia also getting involved. They promised they'd come back in a year, they'd send letters and stuff to check up but they're a travelling bunch (they'll try next year to convince Sapnap to join them. And maybe his other two friends too heh) Maybe only a couple or so of them went way ahead of everyone else cause they were excited. (My way of not making it too op against the hunters lmao)

Only to come across an empty cave with a concerning amount of dried blood....

One of them needing to stay at the cave for when the rest of the group arrives, another going to the nearby town to follow Sapnap's scent(finding sapnap awake. Sapnap is scared. Scared of their sharp teeth and red eyes). Another going to follow Dream's(they diverge, which is strange, their scents are always mixed with each and yet...), maybe finding Bad along the way.

I think at the end of it all. Snf would be faced with needing to give Dream up to one of the many Vampires willing to take him as a their fledgling. Broken out of Dream's weird baby aura and finally realizing they really /can't/ take care of Dream. It's tough.

[rouge-fauna]

[context]

For sure, I see Purpled as being a person who could understand Dream as he has had some of the similar gripes as him from the beginning… I think I will disagree with you in reguards that any scenario of alliance wirh Ranboo or Tubbo would be manipulation or mind control, because I think both of them actually also aligned with Dream and his goals in many ways. And I think without the influence of Wilbur, Quackity and Tommy, there is a world where Tubbo and Ranboo could have been on Dream’s side without manipulation or mind control. There are so many places where Tubbo actually agrees with Dream and disagrees with Tommy, but in the end he always chooses Tommy because of loyalty and friendship. Similarly Ranboo and his idealism of wanting to put friends above nations and such is not so dissimilar to Dream wanting to not have nations but one happy family… anyways just some thoughts. In my mind there are plenty of au scenarios where Tubbo or Ranboo could be aligned with Dream and Punz even without manipulation or mind control but because of their own morals and beliefs. Obviously this would depend when in the story and stuff, but I mean Tubbo teams up with Eret and Technoblade two people who actually killed him so it’s not impossible to me to believe there is a world in which under different circumstances they could have been friends…

[firexima]

Hi! This is going to be a long post but I thought it was worth talking about.

In the following, I talk about separating Wilbur Soot from his characters in art and how I feel about it, as well as how I would go about scenarios in which his character’s presence is essential to the work and cannot be removed.

TLDR (Summary):

With visual art, I believe separating the character from the content creator is more complicated than just simply stating it is “not in support of X” and that it needs extra steps.

What you can do:

With polished works (like artworks): Have him partly cut from the frame (especially his face) or entirely out of frame

With unfinished/rough works (like animatics): Have him be a blank placeholder character that fills and does the acting that would be his character

With fic versions of the character (specifically non canon/canon-divergent fics): Using only the written descriptions and designing every unspoken characteristic separately and away from what the cc looks like

With anything: Making the work literally from the characters POV— as in, literally what the characters eyes would see so at no point is the character actually drawn

This is not a dig at anyone, just personal thoughts and tips

Art is much more consumed and seen than fics. I feel that there is much more care an artist has to put to really separate the character from the cc, because even when claiming that you do not support the cc and that the work you post is entirely about the character— I don’t think it’s that simple. Personally, I think it still inadvertently supports the cc especially when the character looks so visually similar to the creator because it still promotes them. Ever since everything came out, I have not and still do not continue to feel ok with depicting his character as I do not want to use my space and my art to support or promote him in any way.

Thinking back to the huge impact that artists like SAD-ist had in promoting the SMP and their characters, it clearly shows just how much power art really has in how much it can support someone. Art still communicates, and it is very powerful in communicating so I am very careful about what I would communicate and promote by drawing his character even if I state it’s not in support of the creator.

I have been consistently drawing Technoblade and in doing so I help keep his memory alive, even when I’m just drawing his characters and his characters are separate from him as a person. So if I don’t want to do this, there are extra steps of separation to ensure the person does not benefit in any way from what I create.

For the last year I’ve been passively thinking of ways I can still produce art of content he is in where it is hard to completely remove him due to how pivotal of a role his character plays. I haven’t gotten the time, nor have I bothered ever prioritizing any ideas or works in progress I would have to do this with but I thought it would be helpful to share!

Here are some of the things I have thought of doing to fully separate characters from cc!Wilbur:

CANON CHARACTER:

My personal rule of thumb is: If it can get immediately recognized as being him or if he himself were to look at it, and he’d recognize it as himself— it’s too close.

If someone who knew Wilbur (the person) but not his character, looked at it and recognize him, it’s too close.

I’m fine with his presence being heavily implied, like if he’s cut off but because of context you can tell his character is in the scene.

For example: If I were to draw L’Manberg c!Tommy and just to the side is a cut-off person in a L’Manberg uniform that’s taller. Or a drawing of Pogtopia where there is a shadow of a person and you can see the silhouette of a trench coat. If I have to render him, especially the face? I’m not doing that.

-> Worth noting: These are examples where the clothing is more geared towards things ONLY about the character, as Wilbur himself (except for cosplaying his character) never actually wears these exact outfits. But, if say, it’s a figure with the yellow sweater and black jeans— visual character details that were taken from the cc? I’m not doing that.

When it comes to something like an animatic (that I actually had been working on before everything was exposed) if I come back to finishing it, what I can do since it’s not something that’s going to be polished is I am just straight up not going to draw any of his features. He just gets to be an ambiguous figure.

Example:

He is just a blank placeholder that fills that role and space but does not depict him.

This being said, I won’t do anything where his character is the focus. Any content or any stories he told where he is the focus I’m not touching. I don’t want to give voice or support anything from him. This is mainly where he is an essential part of something else that I can’t find a way to simply not have him at all in.

For example: I had been working on an animatic that focuses on c!Techno during Pogtopia— and while I can remove him from as many scenes as possible, I can’t entirely remove him since that character was that important for it. However, the focus of the whole thing is still c!Techno. This is a project I’ve been wanting to finish and post especially to support and spread Techno’s story and his memory.

FIC CHARACTER:

For fics things get much easier to deal with since there’s even more original content of specifically the character in the story that I can focus on to further completely separate the character from the man who made the character who was the source inspiration. It’s another layer further removed from the man and there’s more original information.

With these, if the fic characters described design is visually far enough removed and original enough I feel more comfortable considering approaching it. But if it’s not enough, I handle it how I would handle a regular book character that I wanted to draw: I specifically use the descriptive information only in the story and the essence of the characters personality and what’s important that makes the character. With that, I can design something where anything not described is up to me to further differentiate the character from any association with Wilbur.

For example: This is something I did a while ago with the character in “the stars and their children” by bonesandthebees where I explored this separation:

(It also helps that in this story one of his names is Orpheus so I can stick to referring to him by that name)

I’ve found this a bit trickier with fic characters as well-known as Siren for example and I’m still figuring out what to do about two videos I had been working on that featured him in it, but it does help that no scenes contain the civilian version and only include the original villain design.

(From all my clinic projects, all the ones where he was one of the main focuses is completely abandoned, this is about one where it’s about all the villains of the Syndicate and they all get equal screen time)

-> Worth noting: When I talk about fics here, I mean those that are completely separate from canon. Any retellings of the DSMP or any stories he tells are not something that fit into this, as the visual characteristics of the character are not original enough for me to be ok with.

Lastly:

This is all not a dig at anyone who doesn’t follow what I personally would do. This is to share the ways I have found to really separate from the source. I have been facing many challenges and very hard times in my personal life and mcyt has been a great help in coping and pushing through everything I’ve been going through, and I’m not the only one. Although I still have not and don’t plan on having to use any of these strategies for a while as it still makes me feel sick, I hope maybe this can help someone else— especially considering Wilbur is not the only content creator who one would have to do this with.

[bedrockbones]

bedrock bros space AU with protective!techno where tommy desperately wants somebody to protect him but can’t accept it at the same time

bc he’s gotten so used to protecting himself that accepting it from anybody else feels like weakness

or maybe the last time somebody tried protecting him it didn’t end well for them/tommy

could be a previous situation similar to exile but in space or an experiment type thing, up to you!

but techno basically sitting tommy down and going “I want to protect you, you want to be protected, why is that not happening”

and tommy breaking down and admitting everything

I wish you would write a fic where... ///not accepting everytime i start one of these i have no idea what to write and then i black out and theres a whole ass fic here. bedrock bros possesses me i guess enjoy the hurt/comfort. techno has four arms btw

The view from the port window always managed to calm Tommy down. There's something about the yawning expanse of space decorated with glittering lights of stars that made all of the problems on the shift seem insignificant. Easy to fix.

It's not working as well this time, because the problem has followed Tommy back to his suite.

"Are you seriously giving me the silent treatment?" The piglin grunts. Tommy can hear the clop of his hooves as he paces. He doesn't need to look to know his lower arms are perched on his hips and his upper pair are crossed over his chest. It's a common stance for Technoblade to take when he's angry.

As if the fucker has any right to be angry. As if he's somehow the victim in this scenario.

"Would you just look at me? What is your problem?" Evidently fed up with Tommy's silence, Technoblade marches up to Tommy and grabs him by the shoulder, intending to turn him around. Tommy goes with the movement but wrenches himself free from Technoblade's touch.

"Don't fucking touch me," He snarls, ignoring the hurt broadcasted in Technoblade's drooping ears. There's something in Tommy's chest that feels too much like pain. Or maybe grief.

He pretends that it's anger. "What is my problem? Fine! You want to know what my fucking problem is?! It's you! It's you, treating me like I'm some fucking child! Like I'm your child!" Tommy steps forward, jabbing a finger into Technoblade's chest.

"What the fuck are we doing here, Techno?! What do you want from me?! We're not anything to each other! I met you three months ago!" His jabbing evolves to a full shove. Not that it does anything to the brick wall of an alien. Technoblade doesn't budge. Just takes Tommy's attack like it's nothing.

I'm not-" his voice breaks, to Tommy's own horror, but he forces through. "I'm no good, man. I'm- Look at me! Look at what I-"

His shaking fingers curl into Technoblade's shirt as Tommy's head tilts downwards, hiding from the piglin's gaze.

"Why?" Tommy croaks. "Why do you keep trying to protect me? I'm just- I'm just..."

'-just a parasite! You're a fucking parasite, Tommy! You take and take and fucking take. You should be grateful I even give you the time of day-!'

Warm hands cupping his own draw him out of his memories. Another pair reach for his face, tilting his chin up and wiping at his cheeks. Like the coward he is, Tommy keeps his eyes closed. He can't bear to see whatever expression Technoblade must be wearing right now.

But the piglin surprises him when he responds.

"I never finished the story of Theseus, did I?"

The confusion is enough for Tommy to finally meet Technoblade's eyes. The sadness on his face makes him try to shy away, but Technoblade doesn't release him.

"He wasn't rewarded for his bravery. He was cast out. Exiled. And he died alone and unwanted."

Tommy flinches, like Technoblade has just struck him. He might as well have. This is the hero Technoblade has named him after?

"Why would you...?" He can't bring himself to ask, but Technoblade understands regardless.

"Because I can see that's what you're doing to yourself." You're sixteen- and I know enough about humans to know that's under maturity- and on a traveling ship by yourself. You won't let anyone near you. You're living in an exile of your own doing, Theseus."

It's awful to hear, because it's true, but he still finds himself shaking his head.

"I- you don't get it. I have to-"

"To what? Be miserable? Be alone? No, you don't."

Tommy is still shaking his head. Technoblade doesn't understand. He just doesn't fucking get it. Tommy spent so long leaching off of Dream- he can't let himself do that again. He can't be a parasite.

He's done so well so far. Tommy hasn't let anyone close since he got away from Dream. Hasn't been a leech or a parasite or anything else. He's been independent. He's-He's-

He's been alone, he realizes. He's been...in exile.

The tears come after than Technoblade can wipe away, but the piglin still tries. It just makes Tommy sob harder.

"I'm-sorry-" He hiccups. He doesn't even really know what he's apologizing for, he just is. Like always, Technoblade sees through it. He sees what Tommy needs even before Tommy does.

"It's alright, Theseus. You're alright." The piglin's arms wrap around Tommy. Both pairs. "We're going to work through this. Together."

It feels like a promise. Together.

No more exile. He isn't alone.

Tommy closes his eyes and finally allows himself to relax.

[skullsnbruises]

I’m so happy to finish this ugh, I think this is the best vore descriptions I’ve written so far? Let me know how y’all liked it :)

If I made any mistakes no I didn’t, we wrote this partially at midnight and then the next morning on very little sleep. Lol. (Also. One day I’ll finish my requests, HAHAH, don’t worry I haven’t forgotten them)

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As the Sun Sets

(2722 words) [fearplay, miscommunication, violence]

Walking along the wall was Philza and his two adopted dragon children. The skull masked one, Chayanne, was leading the group, proud dark purple scales on display as his tail whipped from side to side, a much smaller Tallulah gripping onto it lightly with her teeth. She was speckled with brown and blue, and her features were quite reminiscent of being aquatic, while Chayanne’s features were sharp and like knives, and was more striking of a scorpion, if anything. His body was his armor, tough skin built for anything, while Tallulah was meek, her petite body built for beauty instead.

Philza walked behind them, keeping an eye on his oversized children as they attempted to slow to his pace. He felt a spark of pride flicker inside his chest, watching how Chayanne was so careful with Tallulah, making sure to defend her at any cost. He’d tear obstructions out of their way with his claws, and nudge a path out for her, as she’d shyly pass through.

Phil loved his children a lot. He’d do anything to protect them, just like how he knew Chayanne would do anything to protect Tallulah.

Chayanne always striked Phil as reminiscent of Technoblade. They were both deeply caring, and highly protective, going to great lengths to defend their loved ones, no matter the cost. It was a charming quality, but Phil always had a fear in the back of his mind that it could be Chayanne’s downfall. He always prioritized others above himself, and that was worrisome.

Philza looked up into the sky, and estimated the time, “Hey, mates, it’s gonna get dark soon, let’s head back okay?”

The dragons turned around, and Tallulah let go of Chayanne’s tail for a moment, brushing herself against him instead. Chayanne made a chirp of acknowledgement and Tallulah dipped her head.

The dad waved his hand in motion for them to follow along, “Alright, come on you two.”

The sun was setting, and admittedly, Philza should’ve realized earlier. If only he hadn’t been so caught up in his own thoughts. Neither dragons could fly yet, their wings weren’t ready for that type of work, so they’d have to make the trek back on foot. It’s not like they couldn’t handle mobs, it would just be annoying to deal with. Chayanne might get caught up in the fight, too.

At least they had the beautiful scenic view of the sun dipping behind the land in the distance, meeting the ocean around the island. No matter how many centuries Philza lived through, the sunset took his breath away everytime.

Tallulah met beside Phil, and she nudged at his shoulder. She was very small compared to Chayanne, but still at least two feet taller than her dad, when she was on all fours.

They traveled back along against the wall, occasionally peering out at the forest, the trees obstructing their vision of any threats that might be posed in the distance.

They would be safe, Philza assured himself. He wasn’t exactly anxious, but he wanted to be cautious anyway. No need to have any unnecessary injuries.

Everything was going okay so far. Philza was chatting with the two dragons, and they’d chirp back, but occasionally pause to write a response on a sigh instead. Their handwritings were scratchy, words written with claws, but legible. They were mostly making small talk, nothing too important. Phil had commented on how much he loved the sunset, to the agreement of his kids.

It was turning out to be a pleasant walk back. Phil might’ve realized his guard had slipped in any other scenario, but he couldn’t now, simply enjoying his time with Chayanne and Tallulah, walking between the two dragons who were his family and love.

The sudden flash of a neon green light shot out, and Phil was blinded by the sudden brightness against the now-approaching night sky. He shielded his vision, eyes adjusting to the light in front of him, and with horror, he realized the creature in the air before them was the binary entity. Phil’s heart sank and his body tensed up, arm reaching instantly towards his sword, drawing it with a vengeful glint in his eye. He watched as Chayanne stepped in front of him and let out an enraged roar. His spiked tail whipped warningly, and Tallulah cowered behind Phil, body shrinking like she was his shadow.

The formless figure shaped its code around to resemble arms outstretched from its main body, and it zipped through the sky like lightning. It was suddenly overwhelming Phil, darting past his body, leaving sharp cuts along him as it whipped around him. He could hear Tallulah squeak in fear, and Chayanne let out a booming shriek, swinging his tail around to smack the entity like a flyswatter to a pesky bug.

The code monster was thwacked out of the air and collided hard against the ground, kicking up clumps of dirt. It was a brief moment of getting reorganized. Phil turned quickly towards his children, as Chayanne approached Tallulah with a pinched up terrified expression. She bowed her head at him, and he widened his mouth. Philza felt his heartbeat throbbing in his ears, breath heavy, as he watched in terror; Chayanne’s maw stretched open and scooped Tallulah up in one fell swoop. She disappeared behind a click of Chayanne’s teeth, and a large bump followed down the dragon's throat.

He wasn't allowed to question it any longer, as the code monster had recovered and was flying through the air again. Philza braced for the impact of its knife-like cuts, but his world was suddenly til shifted as his body was thrown up into the air. Philza’s breath was knocked out of his chest, staring downward was an open maw. His son’s open maw.

Everything seemed to slow, as his immortal life flashed behind his eyes. Chayanne has just swallowed Tallulah whole, and he was the next victim. He hadn’t any time to mourn his daughter, nor himself, as time returned to normal and gravity plummeted the man straight into the open mouth.

Teeth were sharp all around him, and he clung onto Chayanne’s tongue like a lifeline. The squishy appendage rolled around, and the pointed tongue curled in on itself, trying to push Phil back to his throat.

The man was filled with anxiety, kicking and flailing desperate, like his brain was powered only by instinct to survive. The uvula dangled, curling up and contorting as the mouth he was trapped inside shifted about. The tongue nudged and prodded at Philza, but he refused to go down easy. Something was seriously wrong with Chayanne right now, and Phil needed to make it out alive to find out what. Maybe there was a chance to save Tallulah too, before it was too late.

Philza reached and tried to climb, but was only slipping and losing his grip under the squishy tongue, salvia being Phil’s worst enemy. He used his nails, trying to pry himself up.

Chayanne’s body dramatically shook, and it felt as if he had been knocked over. Phil’s spot was taken from him, and he fell a significant amount. Chayanne’s constant movement was making it impossible, and then the worst thing Philza could’ve hoped would never happen happened.

He felt as Chayanne’s head lifted upward, leaving Philza grasping to hold onto the dragon's uvula. His son swallowed hard, tongue pushing up against the already soaked man, and uvula shifting around so Phil was kicking. His sandal slipped off and felt into the abyss of Chayanne’s esophagus. Phil had tried so hard to hold it until now, but a sudden grief ridden sob took over his body, and it was his downfall. As his body shook, his grip was lost, and he found himself trapped between squishy walls within the blink of an eye.

The walls of the throat squished Philza, his body folding along the wetness. His struggles were pointless, and nothing was good enough to grab, so the hard swallows that followed were more than enough to drag Phil deeper into his doom. The man let himself cry. For himself. For Tallulah. For Chayanne.

Within short lived moments, Phil wasn’t being squeezed anymore, and he slipped into a pool of some kind. As his mind raced, he realized this was the stomach. Dark, drenched, and dangerous. His eyes squinted, needy for a source of light to judge how fast he was going to die, and if escape might still be possible. The darkness was hard, but a few seconds gave him just enough that Phil could make out outlines.

In front of him was Tallulah. His beautiful daughter. She was small, she had shifted into her humanoid form again. Philza sludged wobbly through the pool. His hands came around her body, and he hugged her.

She let out small chirps, aroused from the touch. Her pretty brown eyes blinked open and she looked up to meet eyes with her dad. His heart panged, so grateful that she was still alive.

The dragon was thrust around again, sloshing the wetness up and splashing against the stomach walls. Tallulah tightened her claws into Philza’s shirt, steadying against his weight. They silently decided sitting was less dangerous, and Phil sat Tallulah onto his lap, brushing fingers through her soaking curled hair.

“Oh my gods, Tallulah,” he swore he’d never cried so much, “I was so worried.”

She tilted her head and a small noise sounded from her chest. Her sweater paws wrapped around him in a warm embrace.

“I’ll find us a way out,” Phil bit his lip, the words feeling rotten on his tongue. It felt like a lie, and he wouldn’t promise a thing to her now. As much as he wanted to stay positive, things were looking hopeless.

Philza glanced around, the walls were a deepend purple hue, squiggly and textured. The faint shine reflected on them, showing off the small hints of blue and green. Everything felt small inside the stomach, the space was little, and the stomach contracted around them ever so often, a claustrophobic dread washing over him with every slosh of acid.

Chayanne’s body was no longer being flailed and thrown around, Phil realized. The only movement was a steady rhythmic pattern; walking, if he had to guess.

“I think things have calmed down, Tallulah,” Phil gulped, “Maybe Chayanne will realize now and let us out.”

His daughter made that same tiny movement. Confused body language.

“What is it?” He glanced down at her frown. He squinted, making out her limited sign language skills.

“S-a-f-e. No Tallulah, this isn’t safe right now, I’m gonna make us safe though, if it’s the last thing I do-,” he was cut off by her nudging him.

“S-a-f-e, yes Tallulah, I understood. I’m saying that-“ She crossed her arms and pointed at the spot they were sitting, then around in a circular motion towards the stomach walls. She repeated the word, emphasizing each letter in her hands.

The man was confused, and a little concerned, “Are you saying we’re safe right now,” a nod, “we aren’t, Tallulah. I’m going to-“

Their bodies were shifted around once more, tossed around inside the organ. The walls squeezed in on them again, making ‘gllk’ and sloppy sounds as the walls seemed to throb like a heart. Suddenly, Philza, with a death grip on Tallulah , was being pushed back up the esophagus. The man was overtaken by dizziness as light once again flooded his senses, and a hard thud knocked against his back. His hands still carried Tallulah’s meek weight, and his disoriented state kept him laying on the ground.

Several deep breaths later, senses coming back into fruition, Philza was ready to properly open his eyes and see what the hell was going on.

He was immediately met with Chayanne’s snout, exhales breathing over his body. He jolted up, backing up slightly. Chayanne and Tallulah were staring at him so calmly, like nothing deeply traumatic had just happened.

The deep purple dragon slowly shifted back, scales morphing into skin, entire figure shrinking, tail and horns sliding into a proportionate size to his child body. He tilted his head at his dad.

Breathless, the man tried to stand, “W-what the fuck?!”

The boy pulled out a yellow sign, placing it on the ground. He crouched the carve in his sentence. When finished, he scooted to the side, sitting with the duck floaty around his body comfortably.

“I’m confused dad, what’s wrong?” Phil read, “MATE. You just ate me and your sister! How is that not obviously the problem?!”

Chayanne shrunk into himself, tail curling around his legs. He looked ashamed now.

Tallulah took her turn to write, a purple sign displayed for Philza.

Again, he read it aloud, “This is a dragon thing.” He made a noise of disbelief, “You’re just able to swallow each other alive, no problem?!”

A casual nod from both children.

“How haven’t I known this sooner?! Would’ve saved a lot of panic!” His stern tone came to a halt, staring at the sad expressions of the siblings, “Okay. I’m sorry for how I reacted. You two need to let me know about things this important though, okay? Your dad needs to know if he’s going to get swallowed alive next time.”

Then the situation hit him, “Oh shit, is everyone okay?”

Chayanne had a few cuts. Nothing serious, upon inspection. Tallulah was unscathed. Phil had some nasty slices along his face, but it would be fine with some painkillers and days to heal.

Inside Chayanne’s room, Philza bandaged the boy up, as Tallulah bounced happily on the bed. Phil was knelt down, sticking another bandage over Chayanne’s arm. The blood was dried, so he’d wiped the dark remnants away with a damp cloth. The boy was peering down, and even through the mask, Phil could sense the sadness within him.

He hummed, “What’s up?” He patted Chayanne’s chest, finishing up the bandages and medicine. The boy sighed, taking his place beside his sister on the bed. He leaned against her, and Tallulah wrapped his arm around his waist.

Chayanne’s lower lip quivered, taking out a sign and slowly started writing on it. Phil waited patiently, putting the medical supplies away. He occasionally glanced over to his son, frowning at Chayanne’s sad expression. Tallulah watching over his shoulder, eyebrows furrowing as she watched his sentence form.

Chayanne turned the finished sign around, dipping his head and avoiding all eye contact.

Philza read it out. “Did I fail?” His breath slowed and instantly rushed over to wrap Chayanne into his arms, squeezing him tightly, “Of course not, you saved us. You protected us, Chayanne.” His heart twisted and he held him closer. Phil shifted, bringing Chayanne into his lap as he sat up on the bed, leaning against the wall with his son resting now on his chest, “Listen, mate, you did amazing. I’m sorry how I acted, I didn’t know what was up. But you got me and your sister out of there. I’m just so fucking sorry you had to fight alone.”

The little dragon whimpered, and Tallulah scooted over to join the hug. She held up a sign for him, reading, ‘We love you!’

He whimpered in response, biting his tongue to hold back the tears.

“It’s okay. You can cry. You’re allowed,” Philza whispered out. His son needed the confirmation now more than anything. His son’s hold tightened, and a bundle of tears and twitches broke through him. Tallulah and Phil kept him close, comforting him through his sobs. They rubbed circles into his clothes.

After a few minutes, his cries died out, and they were left holding one another. Philza wordlessly stood from the bed, and tucked the two under the blankets, fluffing their pillows and bending down to press kisses against either of their foreheads.

“You both were perfect today,” he spoke softly, “Get some sleep. I love you both so much.”

Tallulah held up a hand, sleepily showing the sign for ‘I love you.’ Chayanne made a few groggy clicks, before turning to hold his sister, wrapping around her smaller body in a protective cuddle. They both purred, closing their eyes and adjusting quietly. Philza smiled, waiting until they fell asleep before he silently left, shutting the door with a click behind him.