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...Phil said, in a Hardcore stream, (after/during the Death of Tommy) that they are in no way related. These two act like strangers because they are. Tommy is basically the Neighbor’s kid that took a liking to Wilbur, stayed with him- So, to Phil, he knows more OF him, then actual conversations. (Even with them living together- Tommy would talk to Techno more than acknowledge Philza’s existence.)
You can have your found family dynamics but in actual canon, they know almost nothing. The most they have? Techno and Wilbur, their stories of the other, their povs.
Before he confirmed it, I thought it. I mean, if your father was exploding your country (Doomsday) you’d think that you would want to talk to him, even more than actual main guy. But, no. Tommy clinged more towards his caretaker, Techno who was like his brother.
They rarely ever canonically talked, why wouldn’t you talk to your dad? No matter what, you’ll talk to him. No matter what you did to him.
Well, luckily nothing happened on the syndicate stream to completely make your Philza vid irrelevant. It even played into what you said, Phil's relationship with Tommy being utterly ignored, unless you want to count him being in denial for something. That is, until the next vague comment someone makes on the family dynamic that makes the fandom go wild again.
Honestly, at this point, I just want any dynamic.
Like, the crux of it all isn’t “Are they blood-related” or not. I think we just focus on it because of our intertextual readings and because it was (at one point) canon. But honestly, they could be found family, they could distant acquaintances (though, I personally would find that option lame, to be honest).
I just want Tommy and Phil’s relationship to be addressed and explored in some form within the text, not only in the paratext!
these boys,,, can finally be kids,, im proud of em :,3
(ref that i used below)
Stephan Sinding, To Mennesker, 1889
Fanart for this amazing fic called Rewind by Anon!! I’m at chapter 26 rn and im loving it, planning on drawing toby soon too ^^ (sorry for the messy writing btw, this was sorta rushed hah)
aaaaa the recent Rewind chapter aaAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! NON YOURE KILLING MEEE </3
I was in physics class and my friend texted me and told me Tommy died. I’m happy my camera wasn’t on cause I’m crying and I look like a red mule.
⚠️SPOILERS AND DEATH⚠️
Wait does that mean Tommy is gonna be in the void with Schlatt and Wilbur?
Or is he gonna become a ghost like Ghostbur?
Also how come Wilbur got a ghost but Schlatt didn’t?
I don’t understand this but twitter is going down the shitter so I’ll have a try
Hold the totem
Tommy facing his fears from the last stream
:)
Soooo- 👉👈I am here to formally confess so * clears throat dramatically*
I am standing here today to formally admit that I was a dsmp Stan during the time period of the 2020 coronavirus pandemic through the 3 months of 2021 😭😭😭😭
( I still like to see what’s going on with Tommy and tuboo for the record, probably am never going to stop ngl-. And um I don’t really regret it chat ( I’m so smart Ikr) it just hit different so no hate)
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME COURT
(Also RIP techno blade I miss you 🥲🥹
( reblog if this is you I need to know 👍😭)
class of 2013 by mitski but from the perspective of tommy, dream, and fundy
Ghostie 💜
(They/them pronouns)
(400+ words)
Description: You wake up and try to find Wilbur. Along the way you stop the pub(e) from burning down. (Wilbur soot x reader)
Whether you take it platonic or romantic is up to you.
[Read more under the cut]
{《☆》}
You roll yourself up into a ball. The light pink blankets pool around you, making the empty space more obvious. Wilbur always got up early, working on his pub. (You refused to call it pube.)
Your shulker shells float around you, making a quiet little whirrr noise. You stand up, stretching your arms over your head. The window curtains are still shut, they always need to be when you live with a phantom.
The floor isn't cold, thank goodness. You don't think you'd be mentally prepared to deal with cold and not just break into tears. You pull one of Wilbur's sweaters over your head and yes, it is a bit too big for you. It hangs around your mid-thigh, the yellow contrasting the light pink of your bunny pajama pants.
As you step outside, you frown at the sky. The sun isn't bright today, mostly hidden by the clouds and yet it's still so warm out here. You don't like it when it's warm, but it's better than the cold. You wanted cuddles no matter that.
You start climbing the ladder, not taking a glance back. Wilbur would probably be up here, talking with someone about one thing or another. He was such an avid talker, as much as he bullied Tommy for that.
In fact, those two were far similar than they like to admit. As you entered the pub, you were met with two devils.
"TOMMY I SWEAR TO GOD-!"
"GOD CANT SAVE YOU NOW!" Tommy cackled, maniacally spreading his arms as a small fire ate away at the wood.
Sighing, you muttered griviences. "They're lucky I love them." You started putting out the fire as Tommy and Wilbur argued. When they turned back to the fire, it was just you placing blocks back and ignoring their squabble.
"Aww," Tommy pouted. "I wanted it all to burn down..."
"Thank you, Y/N. I'm so glad that I have someone on my side here."
You shook your head. "Tommy. We can go burn down someone else's house. Let Wilbur keep the pub."
Wilbur was about to argue before deciding it was the better of two evils. Tommy excitedly raced up to you, eagerly talking about everything you could burn down. Glancing back at Wilbur, you winked.
Wilbur mouthed a thank you and turned back to whatever he was doing in the first place. Your little ghostie better be grateful.
Oh well. You suppose arson was just as good as cuddles.
{《☆》}
[This is short because I made it a while ago when I was busy. But it's something. If you want I might post an xDream in an hour, idc]
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Distance - Wilbur Soot x M!Reader
Hi, I'm writing an xreader story and decided to make little mood boards for it. Might remake Wilbur's (possibly y/n's too) though since I don't 100% like his.
I'm also planning on making a few more but what do you think? First time making mood boards so I hope they don't suck.
Perfect Family ❤
(They/Them Pronouns)
(Realistic dsmp)
(1000+ Words)
Description: You start missing your fiance, Dream, so you pack up and start travelling to his SMP. You and Milo, your cat, meet him and a few extra people on a wooden path.
[Read the rest under the cut]
{《☆》}
"Hey," Dream grinned at you, beautiful green eyes staring down at your face. They dragged down, lower, smirking at the marks he left on you.
"Hey," You laughed, wrapping a leg around his waist and tugging him down. Dream fell on you, crushing you into an odd sort of hug.
He pressed a kiss to your cheek, relaxing with a soft breath.
It was nice, to just be there with Dream. Managing his world left him little time to do anything with you.
"I wish you were home like this more often," You sigh, cradling your green-clad lover in your arms. He caressed your cheek, gently tracing a small scar. He whispers, "So do I."
But that conversation ended there like it had every other time you had it. Two sentences in and a broken heart.
{《☆》}
Dream had hardly been home the last few weeks. Busy with the ever chaotic SMP he ran. There were houses to build, people to keep in check. Your fiance had more important things to do, apparently.
So, you found a cat. A beautiful calico cat. Admittedly, it was more like the cat found you.
Wandering through the forest, bounding straight for you. It circled your legs a few times, almost tripping you before they mewed happily. Ever since Milo has been with you.
And Milo has been amazing. So sweet and gentle. Offering cuddles almost constantly. But you still miss Dream.
Which is why you now have to deal with Milo attempting to hide in your backpack, the one thing you're taking with you to find Dream.
"Milo, no." You warn, picking him up and setting him on the floor again. Milo mewls sadly and curls around your feet. You didn't have enough space in your backpack to carry him and it likely wouldn't be comfortable either.
But maybe...?
Frowning at your own weak will, you pick up Milo and set him on top of your things. Definitely not comfortable... maybe you would just carry him.
Milo meowed happily though and so you let him be for now
That cat had you wrapped around his paws, you swear.
{《☆》}
It took forever to get to where everything happened. Dream had been so paranoid that he made you two live ten thousand blocks away. Countless mountains and rivers, long stretches of plains, and snowy hills that went on for miles.
You crossed it all.
And in the end, you found him. Your beautiful, loving fiance, walking down an old, slightly broken wood path.
"Dream!" You called out, rushing over. Colliding into the green man, you almost knocked him to the ground.
"Y/N?" Dream laughed, wrapping his arms around your waist. Softly, he thumbed a finger over your shirt. "What are you doing here?"
Grinning, you pulled the mask away. You got on the tips of your toes and kissed him. It wasn't an answer, but you've gone so long without him that you deserved some kisses.
When you pulled away, you rested your head on his shoulder. "I-, uh, I missed you."
"Oh," Dream's face was soft when he pulled away. Gently, he muttered back. "I missed you too."
Giggling, you pulled him down for another kiss. It was softer than your other kiss, sweeter. You leaned closer, not wanting to stop.
Dream pressed a hand to your back, deepening the kiss. You both missed this, it seems.
"What the hell?" Someone shouted, shrill and horrified.
Pulling away, your eyes met a young teenager who stumbled back into an older man. The dyed blonde next to them shifted uncomfortably when you looked at them.
"Tommy," Dream said, emotionless. Your brows furrowed and you pulled away from Dreams arms. "What are you doing here?"
"We were heading to Tommy's embassy and then we caught you smooching with some random stranger," The older man said, eyeing you curiously. It was unnerving. Like they were trying to disect exactly what you meant to Dream. "Who are you?"
"I'm Y/N. His fiance." You said. Glancing between Dream and the group of odd people. "Who are you?"
"They're nuisances," Dream gripped his diamond sword tightly. "And they shouldn't even be stepping foot on this side of the SMP."
"Dream," You grabbed the arm holding the weapon, gently lowering it. "They're not violent. You're picking a fight for no reason."
Dream looked at you, his eyes softening up. Glancing back at the men, who were watching you warily. Almost as if you were silly for attempting to calm your fiance. Your fiance sighed, gently brushing away hair from your eyes.
He pulled away quickly, focusing back on the group. "Wilbur, you're lucky that Y/N is here. I'll let you go today."
The British man nodded, pushing Tommy forward and sparing the other a quick look. They passed by quickly, but they looked at you like you had stopped the apocalypse.
"Thank you," You softly told Dream, picking up his hand and pressing a quick kiss to the palm.
Dream sighed, more tired than they had been earlier. "I'm sorry I got so worked up. Those people are just-, they've been causing problems in the SMP."
"It's okay. Just don't go picking fights when I'm here. I don't like seeing you get hurt."
Dream smiled at you, gently placing a kiss on your forehead. Before you could pull him down for a real kiss, Milo meowed.
"What was-?"
"Oh!" You exclaimed. Pulling away, you took your backpack off quickly and gently set it on the ground. Milo jumped out, circling your legs before going up to Dream. "This is Milo."
Milo meowed at Dream. Dream blinked before he sighed. Kneeling down, Dream gently reached out a hand. Slowly, Milo pressed his head into their palm.
"Aww," You cooed, kneeling down beside Dream. It was wonderful that you got to be here with him. You loved seeing the way his eyes glittered with gold in the sunlight and the pretty way his freckles popped out when he blushed.
Milo curled between the two of you. It was your own perfect family.
{《☆》}
[Dark undertones? In my fanfiction? Never.]
[Milo is best boi btw. Also, this was supposed to be way more angsty. Like, reader sees Dream beating up Tommy in Exile and dumps his ass angst.]
[Next one is a Fundy one and then another Dream post.]
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Grim Reaper 💛
(He/Him pronouns)
(Realistic dsmp)
(1000+ words)
Description: Lady Death asks you to care for her favoured's son. Tommy is begrudgingly easy to get attached to.
[Read more under the cut]
{《☆》}
"No! Please! I'm not ready-!"
"To die yet, I have so much to live for." You roll your eyes, pointing your scythe at the trembling man's neck. "I've heard it all before. I'm not here to give mercy, all threads must be cut eventually and you, mortal, are no exception."
He screams, withering in pain as you press your scythe closer and his souls separates from his body. A shadow of the man, you easily slice through them and send them to the aether.
Unequipping your scythe, you take a moment to stretch your wings before you give two strong pushes and get thrown into the air. Flapping your wings, you raise yourself above the clouds and start gliding more leisurely.
The sun shines in your eyes, casting a soft glow against the milky white clouds that cover the sky aplenty. Your raven black wings contrast sharply against the pastel colouring of day, your connection to Lady Death.
A gift, she said one day. To the son I never had.
You had devoted yourself to her that day. Now, every day of your semi-immortal life is lived to serve Death. It is a life you will never give up, willingly or unwillingly.
Y/N, she softly calls. It reverberates in your chest, and you swoop down instantly. It's a sharp fall, but you pull up barely and are through the narrow cave entrance. Find me, my child.
The portal, in all of its golden glory, stands looming above you. It only takes a second to get there, only two to be transported to Lady Death, and another to drop to a knee as she smiles gently at you.
Next to her stands another winged man. His wings are a more gentle green, with darker feathers spread throughout his secondaries. Their bucket hat, striped green and white, swivels as the man turns to look at you.
It is the man from the paintings. Philza, The Angel of Death, as his title is officially known.
You narrow your eyes, glancing up at Lady Death. She tilts her head and you take it as a cue to stand. Philza gives you a tight smile, turning back to Lady Death.
"Kristen, please. He wasn't-, Tommy shouldn't have died."
You flinch at his common use of her name. Philza really is as close to Death as the stories depict. But he is still foolish for wishing to reconnect the thread that has already been worn thin with death.
It is not your place to decide who lives and who dies. She firmly rebuffs, sympathy still etched onto her immortal features. But if this mortal truly is that important, I can have Y/N look over them.
You keep your face impasse, even if part of you wants to disagree. You do a majority of Lady Death's work so that she can focus on her husband, but she still spends so much time on building up souls. It's odd for you to even think of doing anything else.
Philza frowns, anger and understanding deep-set in his tense shoulders. He spares you a glance, accessing you most likely.
In any other scenario, you wouldn't even entertain this thought. But this mortal is special to him, and therefore to Lady Death. You will treat him only kindly.
You give Lady Death a small bow and take off towards The Land of The Dead.
{《☆》}
"OH FUCK OFF!"
You land in the centre of a gym, a small section of the Land of The Dead. It smells sweaty and emotionally repressed, so you look around for the boy who you've been assigned to watch.
The group of men, an odd group, watch you. One, in shock. They're young. Likely your charge. Another two in amusement, one wears a mask and another wears a worn trench coat. The last, a hybrid ram who eyes you with a neutral glance and goes back to their beer.
You step forward, bowing to the blond who steps back towards Trench Coat. "TommyInnit, Lady Death has assigned me as your charge."
"What the hell?" They yell, the brunet wrapping an arm around them protectively. You blink, mortals were so finicky.
"Have I upset you?" You ask, eyeing the one glaring daggers at you. "It wasn't my intention. I am merely here on behalf of Lady Death and her favoured."
They blink aggressively at you, anger seems to be their main solution. Definitely leads back to the emotional repression you had sensed a mile away. "Her favoured?"
You purse your lips, furrowing your brows at the ground. "You mortals refer to him as Philza Minecraft?"
"Dad...?" They mutter quietly. You nod along despite not understanding fully. "Would you like to go see him?"
Tommy scowled. "No."
"Okay," You pause, unsure of what to do. Handling mortals has never been your job, only collecting their souls. The others have gone about their own business, but the brunet glances at you a lot. Its uncomfortable, you want to get out of here. "Would you like to go for a flight?"
That makes them pause. They tilted their head, watching you with bright blue eyes. Then, they shrug. "Why not."
{《☆》}
You left him for an hour to help with soil collection and he gets revived.
You are done with humanity. But sadly, you've gotten attached to the tiny human who enjoys head pats and rain.
"My lady," You bow. "I know now that Tommy is alive, my mission to watch over him is done but..."
Lady Death grins. You've finally gotten attached to a human. And one of Phil's!
You frown as she giggles, giddy. She smiles gently at you when she's done. Of course you can go. I'm glad you found someone you can call a friend.
"Thank you," You rise, smiling awkwardly. Humanity is strange but now you were going to deal with it on the daily. "I will be sure to check in regularly."
It's not hard at all to hop between world. What will be difficult is finding Tommy when you arrive.
{《☆》}
[i promised this like 3 days ago lol. all men do is lie sadge... anyway i have a technoblade one next and then a platonic tubbo and ranboo one. hopefully I'll remember to post the techno one on Wednesday at 6pm bst ]
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Hi hello! This is a one time thing, but I’m gonna be talking about today’s lore stream. Warning you now there’s going to be spoilers. Tbh, there is kinda a lot to go over with the lore I know it doesn’t look like much, but if you really look at it, it gets abit deep. This is gonna be a brief post about the lore since this is a writing account not dsmp but I just want to talk about it lol. So that’s why imma do it in points.
Ok first thing, I am liking the idea of the burger van because it goes into the ideal history repeats itself and it’s making it seem like C!wilburs intentions are innocent, nothing serious. In the grand scheme of things,it’s only the beginning of this grand plan of his.
Another thing, I like how he has C!ranboo by his side of course not by first choice, but as a realization that he has a fresh mind to manipulate and use as a solitaire card(sorry I really wanted to make that reference)
Now of course your probs saying”but C!ranboo has already been manipulated by C!dream. It’s not fresh.” Obviously it’s not, but he doesn’t know how Wilbur “functions” or gets his way because he hasn’t known him that long like C!tommy and C!tubbo have. He has stated that he doesn’t know what’s happening until the conflict has already happened so C!Wilbur sees that and uses it to his advantage.
I know this is kinda short, but again I’m a writing account not a dsmp account. I’m only doing this because I like how everything was written out and the analysis behind it. Anyways last thing, now this is just my own opinion, but I think C!Wilbur sees himself in C!ranboo. He sees how ranboo gets along with everyone and how that’s how he used to be pre-limbo and pre-exile. He relates to C!ranboo by how they are both precise and careful of every step they take and how they are feared, but for different reasons. I find that amazing and I am happy cc!wilbur is back writing.
Anyways, this was just for fun lol don’t take it to seriously again I’m only analyzing the writing cuz I thought it was good. This will also probably be the only analysis I do of the dsmp so yea. Anyways, good whatever time your reading this.
Hello inniters, I heard y'all were giving c! Tommy as many accessories as possible and I wanted to join in