Important Talk?

What do you think that c!Dream would think or feel about c!Will using him as a way to externalize his daddy issues? That maybe 70% of c!Will’s animosity was based on the way that he subconsciously resented the shadow of his father, and twisted it into fitting a narrative that wasn’t happening.

His father is an anarchist, c!Dream was titled a tyrant over nothing other than being the one that others went to when things went out of wack, he was an incidental authority figure that c!Will and c!Tommy reflexively hated

i think you'd have to hit cdream upside the head with it for him to notice, for starters.

if he spent more time with cphilza, he'd probably notice the similarities between them. or, at the very least, he'd notice that cphilza has achieved a lot of his goals, and he might put cphilza under a microscope and try to study how he did it. an immortal who seems to understand more about the world than most, who lives a peaceful life with technoblade. sounds like a life cdream would enjoy, if he reflected enough to realize it.

(post-prison, he'd see a man also living with life-changing injuries.)

now, the idea that someone would think they're similar right now? he'd be taken off-guard, for sure. i think he'd take it as a compliment. i think he'd hold it over cwil's head and mock him for it. i think he'd hold some personal bitterness about it, and he'd pretend he doesn't care about it, like he handles the rest of his bitterness.

he values his allies and wouldn't want his anarchist allies to think he's a tyrant, but he seems to trust their intelligence enough that he doesn't try to defend himself to them. where's his kingdom, after all?

Being a devout of Dream is very fun for most of the server because he does not give a singular fuck. He's a fucking animal, he doesn't have time to deal with all this human stuff.

Sure, that means that there is no expectation for them to act or pray in a specific way, which is very nice, but also.

When Fundy came out to him Dream told him to "just frog it up" until his body felt right. Two days later Fundy can say that growing a dick is very weird.

Was thinking about c!Dream and the cat parallels/similarities and remembered two specific cat myths: always land on their feet and 9 lives

The 'always land on their feet' thing works for him both metaphorically and literally. Literally as in he's the best parkourist on the server, he's learned how to fall and has had to run straight from falling, he's a master at staying and landing on his feet. Metaphorically as in at the end of the day, no matter what lengths he's pushed down to or what gets done to him, he is always gonna be back on his feet(even if his feet are shaking).

The '9 lives' is interesting cuz like, it dream himself has 3 lives at the start like everyone else. Yeah loses 2 of them, but in theory, he's never gonna actually die if he doesn't lose his 9nth life - c!Punz

I know that they're both like, myths, and not actually true, but I feel like that myth part of them actually works really well for Dream

yes :) reasons that i like cat hybrid cdream:

"always land on their feet," good at parkour, fast & agile

9 lives, connection to immortality. in many witchy circles, cats are connected to immortality because they lay in a circle. ouroboros-like.

imagine the snake speech being given Not By A Snake, but from a cat who took a swipe at a snake and learned a valuable lesson about how people work. the snake speech happening in the back while the camera follows a cat hunting. you get it.

egyptians thought that part of a cat's divinity came from their duality. they're both gentle and aggressive, which we see in cdream often!

expressing love through comfortability and trust rather than louder displays of affection

thought to be solitary, but actually more social than most people think

most comfortable in Their Territory, even if their territory sucks

most effective land predator

honestly pretty delicate when you really pet them and hold them

sexy

hehe catboy funny :)

Ranboo couldn't breathe. He had fallen into a spiral for seemingly no reason, and now he couldn't get any oxygen in, no matter how hard he tired to follow the square breathing technique Techno had shown him.

Ranboo

"No no no please I can't I cant-"

The walls were closing around him, obsidian burying him alive-

Ranboo listen

Old wounds opening once more, all alone but it felt like he was back in New Lmanburg, screaming and accusations of things he doesn't remember doing-

"I swear I tried so hard I didn't mean it please-"

RANBOO

The next gasping breath he took felt like it was ripped out of him, tears of relief as his form was changed against his will, the shift enough to snap him out of the spiral, like shoving your hands in ice.

Ranboo slumped into the floor, his new wings covering him, soft and fluffy and grounding.

Ranboo

No nevermind, back to panic time. Because that was Dream's voice and Dream was supposed to be in prison and no one was supposed to know about the panic room-

But the room was empty.

"Dream?"

Ranboo called out, his voice rough, cracking embarrassingly

Yes?

"I- Where are you?"

He leaned against a wall,pushing himself up into shaky legs

I'm right here

Dream's voice cooed back, sounding completely directionless. There was something about it that made Ranboo's shoulders loosen, and he feels a bit guilty about it. Dream might be their God, but he's also Dream.

"Here where? Y-You're supposed to be in prison."

Ranboo turned around, covering himself with his wings as he searched the small room. There isn't much to it, there shouldn't be anywhere for Dream to hide in, yet he can't find him. He doesn't even have a couch in here!

I am in prison.

"What? Then. Oh void I have actually gone insane"

A chuckle sounded on his head, and Ranboo felt like something had nudged his mind, a pyscic equivalent of a cat bumping it's head against his forehead.

No, I'm in your head. Don't have another panic attack.

"Wha- How? Why?"

He keeps spinning around, scouring the room. Somehow he would be more relieved if he found Dream now.

You were praying

Dream starts, pausing awkwardly for a moment

Very very loudly

"No I wasn't! I was-"

Panicking. How do you think animals pray to me Ranboo?

"Oh."

Yeah

They fall into silence and Ranboo sits down again, still shaky and unsteady.

It does feel better to not be alone tho. To have the quiet reassurance of someone else with him, even if it's Dream and even if he's not really here.

So... what happen?

"It was... nothing."

It didn't feel like nothing. Ranboo you have no clue how loud you were.

Ranboo squeezed his eyes closed, hiding his face in his hands. Void, this was his personal hell.

"I guess," he hesitated, fluffing up his wings and curling up further under them as he hid his face in his knees, "I've been overwhelmed lately I think? Which is stupid because all the wars are over because- uh."

Because I'm in prison?

"Yes! Or at least they were supposed to be. But everyone is so tense and there's all these politics and ugh! It's supposed to be better now! But it's so scary all the time"

That sucks buddy

Dream's voice had a tilt of dry humor and bitterness that Ranboo didn't really get

I don't know, go take a swim about it? Get away from all this shit?

"I can't swim Dream, I'm an enderman hybrid!"

Of course you can, just-

And then Ranboo was falling over, barely catching himself before he face planted the cold obsidian as his wings and legs dissappear, being replaced with a tail.

"...I'm a seal."

Laughter rang in his head once more, and Dream let go of his form, the tail staying just a few seconds more before splitting back into his normal legs

You're a seal

"And I can just. Do that. And jump into the ocean. And get no burns"

Yes, why would you?

"Well, because I'm an enderman-"

You are. Until you're a seal. And then you're not.

"Oh."

All the response Ranboo got was a small wave of fondness and the mental equivalent of an eye roll. He stood once more, leaning against a wall as he made his way out of the panic room.

From there he walked straight to the ocean, feeling a sticky mix of terror and wonder as he reached the shore.

Dream had left him when he left the panic room, but he once more reached for the god, shaking as he reached the waves bobbing gently against the ice.

With a leap of faith Ranboo jumped in, squeezing his eyes shut as he sank.

Swim

And Ranboo did, opening his eyes and sliding across the water, kept warm by the fur scattered across him. His skin did not burn.

Rip peak dsmp era, you would’ve loved animating/editing dsmp to Epic songs

not married not dating not friends but a secret fourth thing (outlaws running a city while searching for their missing kid)

Giant piglin Techno is just simply the superior version of Techno

like listen:

all technoblade art is good technoblade art, because it's technoblade and it's art. and no one should let one person's opinion dictate how they draw him. maybe they're just better at drawing human faces, maybe they're a shipper and not a nasty monsterfucker like i am, idk.

but also. i never once looked at a pink-haired twink and thought "yup that's my technoblade"

cPhil: mate it’s MY turn with the twink

cTechno, covering cDream with his entire body: you had him for three HOURS yesterday it’s MY TURN!

cDream, half-asleep beneath cTechno’s warmth and extremely excited by the prospect of two immortals fighting over who gets him: :)

God what a life cdream lives

i love c!dream because man went into a paranoid spiral after being given a book that grants power over death and immediately was like 'i need to find a way to contain Something Powerful like death itself forever' and then decided that actually the best course of action was to put himself into the giant self-harm box and thought that makes perfect sense, actually.