Syndicate Dream Au My Beloved

what's your favorite thing to write on fics? and what's you favorite thing about all the menber of cdoomsdaytrio?

good question!!! i like writing things that are bittersweet and tragic. i like complex emotions and multi-level relationships. i like writing small gestures and everyday activities that reveal a lot about a character and their mindset. i like writing characters who change their minds. i like regret. and i really like medical stuff :)

as far as The Boys:

cdream: he holds his cards close to his chest, and i use that trait as a narrative tool in all of my fics. when cornered or challenged, he's childish. his words can hit hard, but they can also be stuttered and slurred and borderline nonsensical. he tries to reason with everyone. he likes to make deals, but he's bad at it. he wants to be understood, but he doesn't want to open up.

ctechno: i like how genuine and Himself he is. as opposed to the systems and governments that he hates, he's always really straightforward and addresses the grey area that he sees. he really cares about people. he doesn't want to fight, but he sees that fighting can do good, and he's good at it. he loves very deeply. he's protective.

cphil: i keep philza's immortality in mind with every scene i write, and i think that's a lot of fun! he's wise, but he's kind of detached from every situation he faces, and he takes mistakes to heart because he feels like he should know better. writing phil is such a fun thought experiment, and he can be silly and crude at times too.

reminders for today:

if you or someone you know might need it in the next few years, purchase plan b. the shelf life of plan b is 4 years, and we might not be able to access it as easily as we can now in the days ahead.

if you can, purchase books that project 2025 is looking to ban.

mass deportations are starting. if you see ice vehicles or agents, yell ice raid and la migra as loud as you can.

if someone asks who you voted for, keep your mouth shut. they’re fishing for traitors.

if anyone, anyone at all asks about your neighbors or their legal status in the us, you know nothing. don’t be the reason that their family is separated.

if anyone asks about your religion or lack thereof, keep it vague. this administration will look for any excuse to persecute you.

your friends are trans or queer? for the next four years they’re not. don’t expose anyone’s status as a trans or queer person to anyone else, even if you think you can trust them.

did someone you know get an abortion? no, they didn’t. it was a miscarriage if anyone asks.

in short, don’t be a snitch, and keep to yourself these next four years. we’ll make it through this even if it seems hopeless at times.

this is all i can think of at the moment, but i’ll be adding on to this as the day continues.

we can survive this. we’ve survived before, and we’ll survive again.

This is an appreciation post for the fanfic authors who aren’t included on rec lists

For the fanfic authors who don’t get art of their fics

For the fanfic authors who can’t get to 1000/500/100 hits

For the fanfic authors who don’t get comments/reviews

For the fanfic authors who write for small fandoms

For the fanfic authors who write rarepairs or gen fics

For the fanfic authors who get hate for the ships/characters/fandoms they write

For the fanfic authors who write in English despite it not being their first language

For the fanfic authors who don’t write in English

For the fanfic authors who don’t think anyone reads or likes their work

For the fanfic authors who aren’t big name fans

For the fanfic authors who don’t get requests in their inboxes

For the fanfic authors who can’t write stories that are more than a thousand words

For the fanfic authors who only write one ship

For the fanfic authors who are just starting

For the fanfic authors who have been writing fic for years

For the fanfic authors who use fanfic to practice writing

For the fanfic authors who write self-insert fics

For the fanfic authors who write about their OCs

For the fanfic authors who write to vent or cope

For the fanfic authors who are just waiting for their big break

Keep creating, I love you ❤️

bed cuddles

horror movie au!dream finally getting to experience someone who likes him for him and it doesn't involve fancy dinners and expensive cars or anything like that. it's him and techno in a crappy motel eating stale chips from the vending machine or sitting in the back of techno's van that smells like wet dog and shampoo.

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NOT MY POST

Bro this is exactly the hypocrisy I’m talking about

Because I know damn well they ACTUALLY WOULD

They did when Cantu did it

I can even name multiple other creators off the top of my head who have said slurs and most gave them the pass because they’re so well liked (and usually apologized)

Jacksepticeye, Markipler, W*lbur, etc.

They were forgiven when they apologized, and most of them said it in the first place because either they didn’t know what it meant/how bad it was, or the exact same reason as Dream, that being that he didn’t understand the “rules” of reclaiming slurs, and this is BECAUSE of the people who were hypocritical and PRAISED Cantu when HE called Dream slurs (and that Uber driver but no one EVER wants to talk about that part)

The fact that everyone’s main point of Dream being in the wrong when showing proof of stuff is always saying that he is/was “being manipulative” just shows that it doesn’t matter WHAT he does or says, you will always see it in a bad light

Saying you think he’s manipulative means that you think he’s being nice for the wrong reasons. You THINK he’s presenting himself as doing nice things for some sort of gain

Which means overall you still see most of his actions and communications as positive on the surface, you just think he’s lying

I think this is another reason people keep bringing up the fact he’s autistic as a GENUINE explanation for why he gets treated like this

Autistic people, majority of the time, do not mean ANYTHING past the surface

We say what we mean, and how we mean it, and if it doesn’t come across, we try again until you get it

Allistic people have the tendency to read more into what is there because that’s how THEY communicate. Autistic people (generally) don’t.

They see bluntness, directness, and total mental and emotional honesty (telling them how you feel and think and why) is either rude or irritating or there must be some motive behind it

But that’s NOT what autistic people are trying to do. We’re actually trying to do the exact OPPOSITE. We try to be honest and direct so you get exactly what we mean and DONT take it the wrong way, and then you go and take it the wrong way anyways, especially if we try harder to explain ourselves, because that just gets seen as stubborn/argumentative/aggressive/etc.

It’s never enough

The reason why I think a LOT of autistic Dream fans are really speaking up about this is because many of us have experienced what he’s experiencing now, just on a much smaller scale

We just had to deal with ableist pricks

HE has to deal with POPULAR ableist pricks and the ENTIRETY of the internet, so much that it has turned into a public smear campaign

When we’ve had friends and family in the past misunderstand us or read into subtext that wasn’t there, that has greatly negatively impacted our relationships and confidence in ourselves and our stances

So we see exactly what is happening with Dream and we feel for him, and it makes us angry and scared us to see him be mistreated like this at such a large scale with so few people seeing the problem with it

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Hi sorry I lost the ask because i wanted to fix something

“I love faceless dream! Like where it is a void behind his mask” (it went something like that)

Couldn't decide if I wanted prison dream or normal so get both lol

As always send me how you see cdreams design and I'll draw it (eventually)

cDreamza but dream, who keeps getting reincarnated, had met and been one of philza's lovers in one of those reincarnations. Phil, after helping techno save dream from the prison and seeing his face, only to recognize the face of his lover from oh so long ago, and accidentally calling him the wrong name, despite knowing it's not him. At least not really.

hope you don't mind that i'm also making it awesamdream. also hope that you don't mind me making it a bit suggestive.

the 'we find each other in every life' trope, except you're an immortal and you're discovering that a certain two people seem to find each other in the same situation again and again. you've loved both of them, in different ways.

-----

To Sam's credit, his new technology has been successful.

Philza made a point to keep half an eye on his old friend, if only to ensure that he keeps his promise from eras ago. If the boy cheats death again, Phil will intervene. Luckily for Sam, his safeguards, advanced weaponry, and village of adoring citizens have made Sam's life quite safe. It seemed that they elevated him to a royal status, undoubtedly thinking of him as a genius or a god, and his fortress was overseen 24/7 by a staff of trained guards.

One of these guards had beautiful, heavily-lashed green eyes.

He mewled sweetly under Phil's mouth, and cried deliciously under Phil's hands. Squirmed and writhed beneath the weight of Phil's body, tangled his hands in Phil's hair and feathers. His sunkissed flesh was made of lean muscle and scars, his hair and eyes made of captivating, autumnal shades. And when the king was away, Phil could sometimes claim him for himself.

Phil liked to pleasure him to the point of overstimulation, when his voice got high-pitched and frantic. And then they'd kiss, tenderly, until his heartbeat slowed again.

"I brought something for you," the boy said with a smile, naked beneath Phil's torso and slick with sweat.

"Did you?"

"Mm." Twisting so he could reach the nightstand, he pulled out a bottle of wine. "This was left after a recent dinner. I thought you might like it. It's very rich."

Phil sat up so he could take the bottle in his hands and examine it. It was labeled with a language he didn't recognize, and it had an illustration of grapes in red ink. "You didn't strike me for a lush, lad," Phil said.

"I didn't think I'd like it either, but... the King let me try some, a long time ago. Haven't stopped thinking about it since." He propped himself up on his elbows, his strong shoulders and biceps stretching. "I'm sure it's... well, I'm sure you have things like this all the time. Angel of Death, or whatever. It, uh, probably isn't a great gift--"

"Hush. I love it." He planted a kiss on the boy's forehead. "The king let you try it, did he?"

"He did."

"You spend a lot of time in his chambers lately."

The boy's face grew red. "You saw that, huh?"

"I've seen plenty." He did his best to keep his tone and expression neutral. Judgement wouldn't help the situation. "Do you like it?"

"Huh?"

"His attention."

"I... I do. Very much so. It was my idea, the first time. He's handsome. He can be-- uh, possessive, but... I hope you aren't upset. I like your attention, too."

Philza was so far removed from the concept of jealousy that it took him a moment to understand what the boy was so worried about. Beyond his immortal wife, he's had many mortal playthings and even a few long-term partnerships. It was easy to forget that human morality often frowned on these types of relationships. There was a time when Phil himself warmed the 'king's' bed, too.

He passed a hand over the boy's chest, feeling the raised ridges of old scars. They've both sacrificed to keep Sam safe. And to what end?

"Not at all, mate. I just want you to be okay, that's all."

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"Show me your cheek, mate. I don't like that gash." Phil reached for Dream's jaw, but the moment his hand touched skin, he was slapped away.

Philza was familiar with scared dogs. He and Techno adopted a fair share of hounds who jumped from the sight of human hands. He knew he needed to be patient. Their bodies moved off of instinct; the bites weren't personal.

"Sorry. Sorry," Dream murmured. Though his face was turned, Phil could see that his eyes were wide with fear.

"All good. I shouldn't have grabbed you. I know better than that-- that's my mistake." With a sigh, Phil sat on the floor in front of Dream, a few feet away, letting the boy take his time and turn his face on his own.

He watched Dream hesitate, his chin tucked into his shoulder, wound hidden out of sight. He had to take a few breaths before he could face Phil.

Beautiful, heavily-lashed green eyes. Behind the mask, Phil had never seen them before. Except that he has, many eons ago.

He felt cold with shock.

He spent days with this boy, back when they were planning for doomsday. Cooked meals for him. Brewed tea for him. Helped him with a stubborn strap in his breastplate, watched him nap with the dogs. He watched Techno spar with him. He heard horror stories about what this boy has done, he listened to Techno while the piglin described his injuries. Yet he's never seen Dream's face until now, and he never noticed the similarities-- the way his voice faltered, the air of playful confidence--

"Oh--" Phil started.

Dream's brow furrowed nervously, and he tucked his face away again for a moment before he remembered what he was doing. A familiar blush spread across his cheeks. "Wha-What?"

Philza took Dream in his arms, saddened by how he tensed against the touch.

You never escaped him, did you?

If cDream ever got stuck outside in a snowstorm he probably would be allowed to leave the house when it was cloudy for months, he would have to argue to be allowed to go feed the Dogs, and sunny days turned cloudy quickly he would be picked up and carried inside because it might snow

YES for the folks wanting possessive techza this is a perfect opportunity for it. they're so scared they'll lose him that they keep him even closer after a mistake like that. if techno carries him back inside, dream will put his hand on techno's chest and notice that his heart is beating quick-- the fear of losing him is real. dream's not sure anyone has ever worried about him this much. it's nice, he supposes.