Dream SMP Lore, The Reason I Live In Fear

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I didn’t expect anyone to like my angsty rambles. I’ve got more where that came from if y’all want?

Y’all remember when everyone called Puffy Dream’s mom? Yeah let me elaborate on that.

Could you imagine Puffy in denial that her little baby, her little duckling, is a monster? Could you imagine her finally coming to terms with it, her taking up a sword against him? Her joining the rebellion to dethrone the son she loves so dearly.

But then the gang discovers Dream has been possessed for a very long time, a Dreamon and its host, now they set out to find out a way to separate them. After finding a way to do so a huge battle ensues and Puffy is the one to separate the Dreamon from Dream.

Imagine her, battered and bruised, stumbling to the center of a huge crater where her little duckling lays. She calls out “Son?” As she gets closer, Dream looks up, mask cracked, “Mom?”. Puffy runs to him, gathering her son in her arms, “I’m here, I’m here.” “You’re okay, you’re okay.”

Is this my desperate need for positive physical affection? Is this my touch-starved state speaking? Maybe. I was just chilling in my room thinking bout Mama Puffy than B O O M angst.

Am I allowed to be absolutely severely insane about him, like an actual freak or is Tumblr not a safe space

The has been stuck in my head for DAYS, yall need to suffer with me.

Imagine, a De Riva Rook and Viago, siblings, be it by blood or by covenant. Both dealing with hurt, resentment, and a desperate longing to be side by side again. Though Viago would rather die than admit it, he adores the little fledgling he took in, would gladly kill and die for them. But after they accidentally ruined a larger Crow scheme, he had to send them away. He’s angry, at them, at himself, this could get them killed, he taught them better than this. On the flip side there’s Rook, certain they did the right thing but now shunned by the Crows, by the very man they looked up to.

Imagine them not getting a chance to reconcile, as Rook binds themselves to Fade to keep it stable and stop Solas.

Imagine Viago, blaming himself, how could he have forced them away? Especially when they needed him the most. He feels guilty for grieving, he hurt them, what right does he have to mourn? On top of that he’s angry, at himself, at the other Crows. It’s infuriating to see the other Crows mourn and try to honor Rook, when they were previously the ones shunning Rook.

Sorry bout that lads, I’ve had that one line from You’re Gonna Go Far by Noah Kahan stuck in my head. “We ain’t angry at you love, you’re the greatest thing we lost.”

Day 14, lyrics! These lyrics are from ‘Achilles Come Down’ by Gang of Youths. I thought it was fitting because of the recent developments on the SMP server.

I feel like the song could be applied to Wilbur right before he fully went off, Schlatt as the negative goading voice, the man Wilbur is trying to beat, a direct connect to Wilbur’s fall. Tommy as the positive hopeful voice trying to convince Wilbur to not do anything rash. Wilbur as a tired man with nothing left to lose.

Dream and Techno as the first French segment in the song. They are helping Wilbur, doing nothing to convince him this plan might not be a good idea.

And finally Tubbo and Fundy as the bottom quote. Wilbur’s ‘trust no one’ speech to Tommy. Tubbo and Fundy in Manberg, loathe what’s happening but love those you once trusted.

No thoughts, just Phoenix!Tommy. Like after he lost his final life he came back as a fully realized phoenix.

MmMmmM more thoughts later

Days later edit:

As soon as Tommy awakes he’s engulfed in a blast of flames accompanied by the stench of burnt blood, as huge fire-colored wings emerged, dark red with a fire color fade tail feathers solidify from flames and smoke, socks and shoes are torn as razor sharp talons grow and the anatomy shifts to resemble a birds foot, fingernails grow into sharp claws. But he’s clumsy and awkward at this point, he’s not used to the wings or talons. Once he’s free of Pandora’s Vault he learns how to accommodate his new limbs, eventually learning how to fly.

In his new form he’s basically a space heater, he’s warm to the touch and his feathers are warmer to touch than his skin. So you’ll often find Michael sleeping in Tommy’s lap(after Ranboo and Tommy make sure Michael wouldn’t get burned of course) Tommy will often drape his wings over Tubbo or you’ll find Tommy cocooned in his wings(he can’t get cold anymore but the warmth is wonderful). He also takes Michael out for flights, it took a lot of work to convince Ranboo and Tubbo that this was safe, the two made Tommy wear a baby-carrier to put Michael in.

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fUCKING LUNKY

Fun fact: the Greeks categorized several types of love!

Love is expressed in a truly innumerable amount of ways, that is the beauty of it

Can you do something for me, please?

I want you to reblog this if you believe that two people can be very close and physically affectionate with one another, but still have a completely nonsexual, non-romantic relationship. 

Even if the two people in question are capable of being sexually or romantically attracted to one another. 

Because the friendship I share with someone I consider family in a way that transcends blood has been typecast as a romantic relationship ENTIRELY too many times, and I’m beginning to get sick of it. 

Does the Ghost (band) fandom exist here?