Do It For Them

reblog for a group of crows to choose you as their leader and follow you around every waking moment

Soo me and the beloved were discussing avians, bird anatomy and how birds mimic voices and start to sound like people they're near often. And i wrote this snippet and they somehow convinced me to post it

Keep in mind ive never wrote anything serious and finished in my entire life

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Punz leans on a column of the arch that separates their bases little kitchenette and the space dream has claimed as his impromptu "office". ((Aka books scattered haphazardly across the floor and papers plastered to the walls with anything from sticky notes to arrows speared through the scrolls like a prized kill. To punz it looks more like a mental breakdown than a functional workspace, but who is he to judge))

Dream is reading a map, at least attempting to as tired eyes scan through the scramble of lines for the 3rd or 7h time like its going to effect the outcome in any way. Punz catches his attention with a knock to the cold wood, it makes dream flinch and punz only feels a little bad, ((its routine at this point, better to act like nothings changed than make dream feel fragile with gentle movements and an unchanged outcome)) punz can tell dream hasn't slept when he raises his head to tilt it at him expectantly, frazzled feathers and hair that isn't much better off, punz doesn't comment on it. He informs dream he's going to make breakfast now, asking if he's hungry. Dream says 'no', it comes out a little sharper than he meant it, punz looks taken aback, and says he sounds like sam. Dream feels empty as he realizes he can't tell the difference anymore.

Is this just an unnecessarily long set up to one (1) line i wanted to deliver? Yes.

This monstrosity would not exist without @thehatmanawaits so i blame you if this flops<3

Hello it is I, back at it again with another comic! Thank you all for the support on Pinning Butterflies ^^ @lookinghalfacorpse’s Doomsday Trio Ages continues to give me emotions. Specially this last line. So I have some more angst (and fluff)- also known as reasons Techno has illegally adopted another wanted criminal. Phil has adoption papers in his bag for such occasions you can’t tell me otherwise.

Shoutout to my brother who did the editing for this comic. He suffered me talking about my faves, and learned lore just to tell me when/if they were OOC. XD

Oh, to those of you who recommended I read “In the Wild All Lessons Last” congrats you are now the reason why I am dehydrated. 

okay wait i’ll never get over the fact that dream trying to communicate and set boundaries was seen as manipulative but tommy making that video to “test” dreams friendship and to get a reaction wasn’t

c!dream can't read maps. he doesn't understand a lot of big words. politics flies over his head and he tries his best to follow, but the gap in knowledge is evident in every step of the way.

he quotes the lion king at his best friend. he names his beloved horse after a dreamworks character. he sings a mickey mouse clubhouse song when he sees the hot dog van.

c!dream likes flowers, and he loved his parrot. he thinks nudity is funny, and he wants people to think he's cool. he isn't cool: he stumbles over his words, he gets talked over, he doesn't stand up for himself when others put words in his mouth because he knows nobody ever listens.

he named his crossbow a dick joke, then all his tools and armor an edgy version of his name. he built a big scary evil lair — on c!techno's lawn, and then another, for some convoluted, nonsensical plan based entirely on this childish need for things to go back to how they used to be.

he's just a guy. he's 22 years old and he wants nothing more than for everyone else to think he's mature and powerful and great. he's none of that. he's just a young man doing terrible things to others and himself because he's clinging to an idealized past that he will never get back.

Fill in the gaps with 1-5 words.

c!Dream is ______. c!Dream deserves _____. If I met c!Dream, I would ______.

c!Dream is a beautiful, charred, mostly-stale cinnamon roll.

c!Dream deserves a slap upside the head, therapy, hugs, and a nice secluded farm out in the boonies where he can grow flowers and carrots and own three parrots, eleven horses, six dogs, and twenty cats.

If I met c!Dream, I would give him a long, comforting hug (probably while ugly crying), then give him a sound drubbing about the head and shoulders with a wiffle bat, after which I would drag him off by the hand to see a therapist.

The thing about snakes is, and the thing I really like about cc!Dream’s metaphor, is that snakes don’t like to bite. Snakes don’t want, to bite. Especially those with venom.

Biting is risky, biting is a last line of defense. A snake will do literally everything else before that, to scare the danger away. They’ll puff up, flatten themselves, open their hoods if they have one, open their mouths, make themselves look bigger, more threatening. They’ll hiss and buzz their tails and make noise and back up. And when everything else fails, they bite.

And sometimes biting is the only thing that works. It’s the only thing that sticks.

And maybe a snake that just bites is a snake that’s learned that nothing else works.

How long did it take for c!Dream to finally learn that nothing else works? How many other things has he tried? How many other times has he failed?

When does a snake become a snake that just bites?

Every so often disaster strikes the drestate, all the towers are hit with nuclear bombs and out of the rubble, just as the dust settles, someone rises, pats their pants and goes "I think Dream's an Alpha" and then someone from under the rubble will scream "That's BULLSHIT" And I find that beautiful