Last Kiss

"You'd let me die. Wouldn't You?"

Canon-Insert Joongdok Fics from YJH’s pov 

as requested by @harapecowee <33

> The Loss of What I Never Asked for and Never Understood by aryelee[Gen, 1.2k]

In the wake of the events in Dark Castle, Yoo Joonghyuk is haunted by a single line: 「 Incarnation Kim Dokja will be killed by the person he loves most. 」

> In the Space of Eternity, A Lone Star by plunderheavenblind [T, 2.6k]

Looking at the sky high above him, Yoo Joonghyuk reached his hand out and yearned.

> Down by absurdherb [Gen, 1.2k]

1863rd regression Yoo Jonghyuk tries to find out who Kim Dokja is and finds a lot more than he bargained for.

> Twilight Dreams by gotcocomilk [T, 4.6k]

It was after the 500th death that Yoo Jonghyuk realized he didn’t mind dying anymore. In the haze of a world that forgot him, and friends and lovers that faded away every time he regressed, there was one constant. There was one companion who always remembered him, no matter how many times he died.

> ”I am Once Again Asking You to Use Your Fucking Words,” Said Everyone. “Never,” Said Yoo Joonghyuk. by icebreeze [T, 6.6k]

Yoo Jonghyuk has a problem, and that problem is that he’s in love with a rat of a man. Uriel helps.

> Star-Crossed by vaphelion [Gen, 7.2k]

On Kim Dokja’s first deathbed, he leaves Yoo Joonghyuk with a curse.

On his second, he tells him why.

> Anticipating Something, Somewhere by phio3 [T, ongoing]

After his disastrous second regression, Yoo Joonghyuk wakes up in the third round, but something is amiss. He catches the eye of a man in the next subway cabin, and that moment derails all of his plans for this regression.

Enjoy!! I hope this is at least somewhat close to what you wanted… this was.. difficult.

Them

july 2022

here it is everyone, the art piece that broke containment and ended up plastered over pinterest

it was a c!dream vent piece right after i had a seizure

Eli is a fucking icon tbh. Imagine if you’re sitting in a uni lecture and have to announce your research topic and the number one popular know-it-all of the class says he’s going to research the existence of Naruto-like Ninjas. Absolute Madlad

Retirement

spousal privilege

or

a very short thing i wrote for the christmas event hosted by @alterdnbweek based on the idea of c!techno and c!dream pretending they're married in prison!

“What if Qu—what if he does come back?” asked Dream.

It was probably the dozenth time he had asked some variation of that question, always with a tone that was forcefully light and always while looking at Techno with an expression of barely restrained fear. Techno hummed to himself as he carefully turned the potatoes over. They were lined up as close to the lava as possible without catching fire to cook as best as he could. Anything was better than the raw potatoes that Dream insisted were fine despite the fact they clearly were a struggle for him to eat. Thinking about it made Techno rub his own jaw.

“I mean, it’s been a long time and he hasn’t shown up yet, man. I think we’re safe.”

At the word ‘safe’, Dream shivered and Techno frowned. The bruises had faded by now and most of the injuries had healed but it was clear just by looking at him why Dream didn’t believe it.

“Yeah, but… If he does come back, it’s—He’s got leverage, right? You’re here. He could, like. I don’t know. He could torture you so I talk.”

That thought hadn’t crossed Techno’s mind before and now that Dream had said it out loud, he couldn’t shake the feeling that it was a very obvious reason to have lured him into the same cell. He was kicking himself for not realizing that sooner but it had been so hard to wrap his head around the fact that even someone like Quackity could stoop to torture. He cleared his throat.

“Well, the simple solution to that, Dream, is you don’t talk,” he said as gently as possible.

Without a moment of hesitation, Dream rolled his eyes and said, “I would, though.”

Techno shook his head with a laugh, the smile on his face fond.

“Yeah, that’s fair. That’s fair. I’d probably talk, too.” He reached out and touched one of the potatoes, testing to see if it had softened enough yet. “Alright, look. I’ve got an idea.”

One of Dream’s eyebrows lifted. The skepticism was clear.

“What?”

“We get married,” said Techno.

“WHAT?”

Dream stared at him and it took Techno a lot of effort not to start laughing.

“No, no, I’m serious, Dream.” He really needed to keep a straight face because he wasn’t lying and Dream’s face was only getting more and more exasperated. “Listen, it’s a law, yeah? Spousal privilege. If you’re married, you legally can’t be forced to reveal anything about your spouse.”

“That’s—” Dream stopped and frowned. His brow was furrowed in thought, eyes squinting. “Yeah, okay, but he’s—he’s not going to listen to the law, Techno. He tortured me! That’s illegal!”

“Is it?”

That made Dream pause. He tilted his head up, the gears turning, and Techno turned back to the potatoes. They weren’t perfect but they were a whole heck of a lot better than they had been and his stomach was growling. If he was hungry, Dream had to be starving. He carefully pushed one in front of Dream.

“I-I don’t know,” Dream finally said and poked the potato with one finger. “I still don’t get how being married will help.”

Techno ignored the heat from the potato and carefully broke it in half. It was softer though not fully cooked. He didn’t think he could get them fully cooked without burning them, not without any sort of cooking utensil.

“Because then we’ll just tell him that legally he can’t make us say anything. He’d be breakin’ the law and even if he doesn’t care about that, I’m a law abidin’ citizen so clearly I can’t talk,” he said.

A laugh escaped Dream and he grinned.

“Since when?”

“Since always, Dream. I can’t believe you’d imply otherwise.” He scooted across the obsidian floor until he was next to Dream then grabbed his potato and broke it in half as well. He held out one piece to Dream. “I’m tellin’ you, it’s a fool proof plan.”

Looking from Techno to the potato and back, Dream sighed. He took the potato and took a small bite, chewing slowly.

“So, what? We just lie and say we’re married?”

Techno sighed, relieved. It had been a challenge to get Dream to eat. He took a bite of his own potato and leaned against Dream’s shoulder. The other man pushed into him, mouth curling up into a grin. His hair was long enough now that it brushed against Techno’s arm.

“Exactly, man. Exactly.”

Dream rolled his eyes again but he was smiling and he took another bite of his potato as his free hand tapped absent-mindedly on Techno’s leg.

“Well. I still think it’s stupid,” he said around a mouthful of potato. “But it’d really piss Sam and him off.”

For a moment, Techno watched Dream’s fingers tapping gently against his thigh. There was a strange fluttering in his chest.

“Oh, I see how it is. You’re only marryin’ me as an act of rebellion.”

Glancing at Techno from the corner of his eye, Dream shrugged. He took one last bite of the potato before setting it down and it wasn’t until he had swallowed that he spoke.

“Don’t—Don’t be stupid. I’m technically not even marrying you.”

Dream started to pull his hand away, a faint blush on his face as if he had just now noticed what he was doing, and Techno stopped him, wrapping his hand up in his own. Briefly, Dream tensed and then wiggled his remaining fingers between Techno’s. Techno smiled.

“Oh, of course, of course. Still, we oughta make it look convincin’,” he said, squeezing Dream’s hand. “Y’know, just in case.”

Laughing quietly, Dream relaxed against Techno’s side.

“Right. Just in case.”

Reminder that I have this monstrosity: a document of significant c!Dream clips & sources (+ some DreamXD stuff, + Word of God), a lot of them with transcriptions attached. It isn't complete, but I do still continue to fill it from time to time, and if you think a clip ought to be in there and it isn't, feel free to send me an ask about it!

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[You do not recognize the bodies in the water!!]

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A short little comic I did for halloween, I've been watching and reading some scp stuff lately and being the type of person to combine stuff I consume with the media I was currently hyperfixating on, I thought "why not do this little crossover for halloween"

It's been a while since I last made some spooky drawings! This one wasn't as spooky as my last ones, but I'm still happy with how it turned out

Hey do you ever think about the fact that in every possible scenario Callum never kills Tristan. It makes me go insane

OH MY GOD!! YOU'RE RIGHT!! THERE IS NO REALITY WHERE CALLUM KILLS TRISTAN! NOT EVEN IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE WOULD HE DO IT!