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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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Will you ever be doing romantic porn between dnb? (it's 5 am I don't make sense)
maybe
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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Will you make normal fics that are not... Porn🧍‍♂️? /genq bc I rlly like ur art style lmao
define "normal"
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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Okay, first of all, I thought for like two seconds altogether about the previous ask without the delighted brain buzz of someone writing aro characters, and sorry for turning your perfectly cromulent dreamnoblade into EVERYBODY is aro and also has group sex, that wasn’t necessary. Kinda took that one too far.
Second of all I read your fluff techza with the flowers, and I may just possibly be obsessed with your writing in general. Prose is fantastically balanced between sparse and poetic, character and voice is spot on, delightfully awkward cast of weirdos my beloveds. It’s so good.
it's all good! sometimes the thoughts start churning and going. nothing weird about it (at least to me.) Enjoy hearing people's ideas of the larger world are and the dynamics and all that. 👍
And thank you!! "delightfully awkward cast of my weirdo beloveds" is the best way I've seen someone put it 💀
Glad you liked the flowers techza fic. Really enjoyed writing that one for sure
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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I am— slightly obsessed with your aro dreamnoblade. Romantic is great, THIS is fantastic. More porn should just be fucking your friends/coworkers. It’s delightful. Also the like, ADHD aspect of like “well it’s better than being bored”. Amazing. Well done. (Also loved all the actual logistics stuff in the trucker oneshot, I love when people put their jobs in fic.) I am going to happily imagine that entire workplace (fine, Karlnapity can be romantic I guess), variously spending their breaks together. Office bowling party management arranges, that is a bit silly and drunken, ends when everyone goes back to Niki’s place (she has the most functional apartment with soft surfaces) and group sex. Extreme shift work vibes. Anyways there is a lot to love here, in a fwb way. Thumbs up.
lmao thanks! and yeah had to put that nod towards the boredom being a fate worse than death energy in there.
Karlnappity being the only romantic pairing is so funny to me actually. has the vibes of everyone else having a sit-down, impromptu 4 am dinner at two tables pushed together in a Denny's, while karlnappity has a date at one end and everyone else tries not to get kicked out for being too loud. 💀
also vibing with the idea that niki is the only one with a home/big enough home to have everyone over. everyone else either roomies in shoe box apartments or living with randoms probably dhfhbfh.
#shift work vibes indeed. 🤙
thanks for enjoying the fics 💗
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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“Hang on, hang on,” George says, leaning forward as he pinches the space between his brows, just past the edge of his goggles. “You want us to kill the unkillable Blood God, because you think it will emotionally destabilize the immortal Angel of Death, which will let you take over the Antarctic Empire without getting your hands dirty?”
cyberpunk assassin dream go brrr
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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i just wanted to let you know that mushrooms and roses is my new religion. I’ve read it over four or five times now and the way you’ve written these guys speaks to my soul. i wept when I found this fic bc as someone who’s greyace, sometimes horny, and sometimes wondering if I’m transmasc, it was so fulfilling to read.
Also, I’ve never seen anyone write dream’s OR techno’s characters so true to life. You’re so talented, and I can’t wait to read anything else you write in the future for this fandom.
hell yeah, new religion dropped 🙏📖🐷
glad to hear it resonated with you in some way lmao and that you like the way i write the blorbos.
ill have new stuff...eventually. ive honestly been caught up in reading during my free time lately. i got a whole back log of books and short stories ive been trying to chip away at, so writing has sort of fallen by the wayside a bit. (also theres a bunch of films ive wanted to get to). but ill be back on it soon. especially as the days get longer and the sun restores my humanity.
thanks for sticking around and reading my stuff though anon 😔🤝💗
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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Just read chapter 4 of “Mushrooms and Roses”. Thank you for the delicious meal, as always. 🙏🙏🙏 I live off angst, denial and longing.
*tattoos 'angst, denial and longing' on my ass* /j
but for real, you and me both 🤝
something about it.
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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techno breaking his own personal rules by letting dream sleep over, does this mean dream is gonna break his own rule and moan techno's name?
😏i mean... rules are made to be broken, aren't they, anon?
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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rereading the fic and im remembering techno asking if dream was vanilla (good question b) but it also opens the door to how much shit is techno into regularly 0-0 not judging im more looking and listening respectfully to what the pigman is possibly into (and maybe even what dream would be into even if he didnt realise it yet)
techno's definitely done the ol' getting his hands tied up to the headboard maneuver-- 💀
but yeah once i actually figure out what the heck im writing for those two, youll get to see more of what they're into (in shroomverse or otherwise) probably nothing set in stone kinky or defined (like the DSM in bdsm or pred/prey rp or Dom/sub, mostly cause I've made them too Awkward for me to personally write doing that Seriously and Without making it a Whole Joke).
but you know, stuff will definitely pop up while things happen 😏
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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dream gift-giver vs techno acts of service during valentines day. that's your drabble and i love it.
glad you liked it. 💗 tbf the dynamic could easily flip, and techno usually seems like a gift-giver in canon--he just doesn't know what the heck a valentine's day is/he forgor💀
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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(Happy Valentine's Day to all you dreamnobladers. Techno POV drabble for you. As a treat. All fluff this time💗.)
He kept catching Dream working on something.
He'd quickly hide it, of course. Stuff it under his shirt or shove it under papers on the desk he had commandeered, and he'd play it off--badly. With a stupid grin and a laugh, a half-hearted joke or an off-handed question to change the topic. He didn't miss the quill on the desk or the red ink staining Dream's hands though.
It'd been like that for a few days now. He even found a few crumpled up pieces of paper in the waste bin and thought about unraveling them to see what had gone so wrong with them, but ended up leaving them be. It was Dream's business (and weird arts and craft endeavor) not his.
When he asked Phil what the heck Dream was doing though, Phil laughed. Which, admittedly, rude--but also, he didn't quite get what the joke was here. The guy was being a bit of a freak in his house, he figured it was a fair question to ask.
Apparently not...
Another day of everyone in his cabin being weird ended like it always did, with the wind trying its best to tear off the roof and the snow outside steeping in bright reds and oranges. He hadn't seen Dream all day. Not even a peep or a sign from him. Sighing, he marked an x through the makeshift calendar nailed to the wall; February fourteenth was drawing to a close...
Mug collected from the counter, he wandered to the armchair by the fireplace and settled down. A book rested, face down on the armrest, open to the last page he had stopped on. Picking it up, he sipped idly at the tea and grimaced. It could use some honey, but he wasn't about to get up to fix it. The spine of the book cracked as he opened it.
He managed to flip through a few more pages before footsteps crept up behind him. He glanced up, but didn't turn to see who it was. He knew Dream's walking pattern by now. Dream draped himself over the back of the chair and he flipped another page and didn't look up at him.
A hand snaked around to cover his eyes and he deadpanned, lips flattening. "What are you doing?"
Something was tossed into his lap, light and stiff enough it had to be made of paper or something similar.
"You gonna take your hand off or…?"
Dream laughed, hand retreating. "Happy Valentine's Day to you too."
Happy--his brain chunked over the words, like a cart bumping over roadkill. "Uh…"
"No way, no way--" Dream rounded the chair and crouched, grinning. "You forgot!"
"Look, c'mon, I--look, give me a break, man. This ain't exactly a Nether holiday."
"Just read your card, idiot."
He picked it up. Dream perched himself on the arm rest and watched. It was certainly a very red card. He glanced at Dream's still slightly dyed fingers. There had to be a better method out there, but his dedication to the craft was admirable. A whited-out heart cut out the red; two figures stood in the middle, one a strange blob with a smiley face and the other a pig with a little, cartoon crown, which he assumed was meant to be him. Flipping it open, he blinked. He wasn't sure how a card could hold that much glitter, let alone where Dream even got his hands on it.
There was another whited-out heart with something scrawled inside of it.
Hogs and kisses.
Don't go bacon my heart.
You had me at oink.
<3 Dream
"I couldn't settle on one so I just put all of them."
He folded the card back up and held it carefully. "Did Phil help with them?"
"Maybe."
"That explains a lot."
Dream laughed. "He was very proud of the hogs and kisses one."
"He would be."
"Well…" Dream started, fidgeting on the arm rest. "Do you like it?"
"Uh…" There was a feeling crouched in his chest, something like heartburn, but heavier. "Yeah."
Dream rolled his eyes. "Really feeling the love here."
He held the card close to his chest and the rasp of the glitter and crinkle of dried glue echoed far too loudly. "I don't have, uh…" He held the card out and looked at it, chest clenching. "I didn't make anything."
"That's fine." Dream leaned down and whispered in his ear. "I know a way you can make up for it."
He shivered, warmth crackling down his spine. Dream retreated before he could fully act and the empty space beside him soured, the fire offering little of the comfort it had before. Getting up, he placed the card above the mantle, setting it up carefully so it wouldn't fall, and followed after Dream.
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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ok im back and-- like damn i really came for porn and got myself tangled in a character essay. you sly mushroom hatted rat writer, you. oh this was a lovely end. i don't mind if we didn't get any porn (but the image of dream humping techno's leg until he wakes up is fun ty) this was nice. i feel like i learnt a lot more about these two after reading it tbh. i feel like i know a bit more about techno's mindset during the other chaps and i can't wait to reread it now with that info. good fic! <3
(sorry took so long to answer this anon)
writing porn just to entrap you into my character essay's is all part of the plan--
glad you enjoyed the chapter though and im glad it could give you a bit more insight into techno's mindset--its hard to really portray what he's thinking from an outside pov because he can be very like /doesn't fully react or makes something a joke instead.
good luck on the rereading o7
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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dude thanks for the content you write them really well! really capture their voices and all
thank you anon /hands you a heart
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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melts. techno getting attention my beloved. ty for the snack lovely rat writer.
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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not the cheeky (5th part maybe) now im even MORE INVESTED. i love them so much
all part of the dnb agenda
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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(I actually ended up writing a short something now that I have motivation lmao. It's not [redacted, because tumblr hates the acronym], but still lukewarm. It's set in an ambiguous AU where they live together idk.
but here's techno getting some attention, just for you anon ❤️) *repost due to Tumblr nuking me for daring to type out forbidden words and letters*
The cold didn't exactly bother him.
He'd spent enough time in it, that when the numbness managed to creep into his fingers and his face, he could ignore it. He only hated when the warmth of the cabin thawed him out, slow enough to ache.
Stamping the snow out of his boots on the porch, he pushed the door wide and shouldered his way inside. Shaken out coat hung by the door, he shut it with his heel and glanced over to the kitchenette. Dream eyed him from where he leaned against the counter, a mug dangled from the fingers spidered along its rim.
"What?"
Dream laughed. "Your face."
He gave him a flat look. "Really?"
"Does it always get that red?"
"Man, you could've come out to help."
"Nope." Dream smiled.
"Bruh..." He grimaced at him. "You're lucky you're injured."
Sitting down at the dining table, he plucked a roll from the bowl settled at the center and tore off a chunk. Dream set his mug down on the counter and wandered over. He side-eyed him, but continued to eat, even as Dream grabbed the back of the chair and leaned forward, looming behind him.
"Your ears are all red too," Dream said, flicking at one.
He flinched, and he shivered. He could practically hear the way Dream did his little head tilt as he hummed consideringly. Fingers grabbed the shell of his ear--warm, like liquid fire--and he batted them away.
"Hands off, man. I'm tryin' to eat."
Dream laughed. "Come on, I'm just warming them up for you."
They were unfortunately cold and Dream's hands were, even more unfortunately, very warm. He sighed. "Alright."
The pads of fingers reintroduced themselves to his ear, first the right and then the left, until Dream ran his thumb against the back of each at once. He clenched his jaw, hard enough his teeth ached, thighs tensing. The sensation buzzed down to the root of his ears and gnawed at his cheeks, and Dream rolled the very tip of each one slowly under his fingers, feather light and delicate.
He breathed, even and measured and schooled every feature he could. His scalp tingled and he huffed out a breath to hide the fact he wanted nothing more than to slide further down his seat and spread his legs a little. Just enough to do something besides sit and let the feeling swell into a growing ache.
And, it was fine, he could definitely smother it as long as it stayed to just--
Dream leaned close and hot breath curled over the rim of his ear. He crushed the bread roll in his fist and stared at the far wall. Lips brushed the shell of it, and his knee nearly jerked up into the table as teeth gently worried at him. Fingers worked at his other ear at the same time and the sensation, spun sticky by growing heat, creeped from his ear, down his neck and trickled, heavy along his spine. He shivered, fist falling to his lap, where he gripped at his thigh hard enough his knuckles-whited, and the bowl of his gut struck with flame from the flinted mouth against him.
He pressed his lips flat and ignored the heat rising up to his face, the cold having vanished from him entirely. From freezing to burning--the sudden shift left him wanting to squirm and alleviate the growing pressure. Dream's hand drifted down, fingers curling about his neck, butting up under his jaw, and he jerked against the chair, breath hitching.
And, with an amused breath, Dream retreated entirely.
He swallowed. And while the hand had left, it felt like fingers still collared his throat. His ears smoldered, one slightly chilled by the spit still drying upon it.
"There." Dream flicked his ear and he cupped it, glaring at him half-heartedly. "Now they're all warmed up for you. But I think--" Dream laughed. "I think they're literally redder than before. Weird...you think it's some kinda pig thing?"
Cringe.
He grabbed the crumpled bread roll off the table and pegged it at him. Dream sidestepped it with a pealing laugh.
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theshroomdude · 3 years ago
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sdkjsjks i picked the right day to check your tumblr. brb gonna speedrun read that last part
hell yeah
o7 good luck on the speedrun
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