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I don't know how a lot of things here work yet WEQASD

I figured I'd show y'all some art of mine tho

I have kinda fled here :))))

Anyway first post done

I recently re-read the Prologue of the Uneasy Alliance AU, And I have a question. If Tubbo is a Ram hybrid, And is slightly jealous of Tommy for having abilities. Then would he sorta betray Tommy maybe?

Possibly team up with Dream

(This became more of a theory then question XD)

Hi, thanks for the ask/theory of yours! :D

It honestly sounds like a great lore but unfortunately not in this story. Although maybe I'll write an alternate chapter that could go like this!

In my story though, Tubbo would never betray his friends. Him and Tommy are like brothers and he wouldn't even think of trying to hurt him just because of some differences. This world is filled with people with many non-human abilities and mixes. He understands that and accepts it, but the jealousy is just a common thing to feel sometimes around people that seem better than you. He also is pretty happy to be at least that, knowing there's other people that have it much worse in this world that doesn't really shine with kindness all the time.

So in short. Tubbo would never hurt or betray his friends. He wants the best for them especially after all the wars and incidents that took place on the SMP.

o/

btw have a nice day/night! :)

Incredibly angsty idea: since we don’t know every last detail of c!Quackity’s torture of c!Dream in the prison (like, yes, there were tools and maiming and lots of blood, but it’s not like we got an exact play-by-play of months-worth of in-universe torture), I would consider it to be very, very possible that c!Quackity absolutely played on c!Dream’s fear of being alone.

Look. c!Dream didn’t exactly keep it subtle that he craved any kind of social interaction at all - from burning his clocks to keep c!Sam coming back, to the way he behaved with his visitors, etc. there’s no way that c!Quackity didn’t pick up on it. And abuse that knowledge.

Maybe he showed up and just ignored c!Dream entirely, acting like c!Dream wasn’t there at all. Just put down a block to sit on, started messaging people on his communicator like it was everyday Las Nevadas business, and totally blanked on the words of the man he chained to the wall last night. That man isn’t there. He doesn’t exist.

c!Dream is relieved - at first. But after a few days, completely alone, alone in the worst way, alone in the sense that he is not actually alone but he might as well be for all the acknowledgement he gets, he’s… 

It’s not good. 

Perhaps it even gets to the point where c!Quackity messes with c!Dream’s sense of reality. Acts as though not only does he not know c!Dream is there, but that c!Dream never existed in the first place. 

We know that intercom systems are canonical technology to the DSMP as the prison has one, so why can c!Quackity not have verbal conversations through his communicator (or pretend to have) where c!Dream is forced to hear a one-sided conversation of everyone’s lives without him - of DSMP historical events referenced in such a way that censors c!Dream’s existence from them entirely. 

It starts out subtle, but becomes slowly undeniable that c!Quackity is building a world that c!Dream is exempt from completely. c!Dream picks up on it, thinks that such would never work - he knows he’s real, that his life is - but here’s the thing about the human brain: if you tell it a lie enough times, it will start to perceive it as truth. If you tell it it’s remembering wrong, eventually it will start to alter its own recollection. 

This is why gaslighting works, this is how cults gain such influence over people; by slowly changing the world around them until they can no longer remember that it originally looked any other way. 

And Dream’s not exactly in a position where he can touch base with objective reality - the outside world, something c!Sam and c!Quackity haven’t touched and have minimal influence in - anymore, is he? 

(“Look at me,” Dream begs, quietly. See me. Acknowledge me. I am here, I’m here, I swear I am.

Quackity smiles. “Why would I?” he asks, speaking to Dream for the first time in weeks. His smile is nasty as he says, softly, “You don’t exist, and no one misses you; you’re nothing.”

“I am not nothing,” Dream protests, hope rising in his heart as suddenly the focus of Quackity looking at him shudders across his body like flames. It means pain, he knows it does, but - 

But is pain not preferrable to inexistence?

“Oh, Dream,” Quackity says, disappointedly. “Oh, Dream, Dream, Dream. But you are. No one even thinks to visit; they’ve all forgotten you. That’s how little you meant, how small a presence you were in their lives. Face it: I’m the only one who cares enough to come here.” Quackity walks over to Dream slowly, every step methodical. “Even Sam put everything on automatic, right? So he didn’t have to look at you. But look at me, Dream.”

Dream looks at him. Where else is there to look?

Quackity rests a gentle palm on Dream’s exposed cheek, nails scratching a little at long-dried blood. “You only exist here, in my world, Dream,” he whispers. “You’re mine now.”

—

“Dream?” Punz asks, frowning. They reach out, but Dream shrinks from their touch, eyes a bit wild in the sunlight glinting off the snow.

“… Punz?” Dream replies, swallowing.

“Yes?” Punz responds instantly. “What is it, what’s wrong? Do you need more supplies?”

Dream’s fingers tremble. “This is - this is real, right? You remember me?”

What the fuck. “Of course I do,” Punz says, carefully. “You’re a bit unforgettable, Dream.” Then, comfortingly, “And this is real, you’re out, you’re never going back there.” Punz won’t let him, not after this, they swear. Fuck the plan of using it as a base, because whatever this is, it’s not going to ever be helped by that fucking box.

“Good,” Dream says, tight, his green eyes still flicking up and down Punz, drinking them in, like if he doesn’t memorise them they’ll vanish into nothingness before him. “Good. I… I just - I just wanted to check.”)

Don’t forget to mention that...

Well I never expected this to be the first finished bit of writing I posted here. I promise I’m still writing that other one I’ve hinted at, I just want it to be perfect!! I actually wrote this back in August and was re-reading it and thought: huh its not bad so edited it a bit and here we are. (this is literally the 2nd fanfic I’ve ever written as well as g/t piece and I haven’t even finished the first so please be kind qwq)  This was inspired by an artwork that @dingbatnix created! Original post here  I hope you like it ❤️

cw: mcyt g/t, soft, slight panic, mention of death man I hope that’s right

word count:  2375

Czytaj dalej

This was my chrome for like half of the day 'cuz I decided to finally do Dream's design wheeze

And the only thing it reminded me of was "Tell me you're a/an [something] without telling me you're [something]".

Anyway have a nice day. :D

loved the chained monster fic! can i get some g!dream and t!ghostbur possibly? :0

I think this inbox must have been a month ago lol (I’m so sorry

I’m so glad that you guys like that story a lot! My Frd did a great job on writing! I just do the artwork :3

And here’s g!dream and t!ghostbur. I feel like Dream is so chill with Ghostbur . Like he won’t be mad at him or anything. Just chilling together:3

I just like the vibe both of them just enjoying the moment. Maybe sleeping together something like that~