C!Dream Is A Tragic Villain, Not In The Sense That He Was Molded Into A Terrible Person By Forces Outside

the angel that guards eden / a carrier pigeon

the message they send is the same (but only one knows the way back home)

瞬発的に衝動的に描くなんて自分でも驚いている

それほどに影響力があったんだなと実感

筋斗雲って呼べばくると思っていた子供の頃がなつかしい

I was surprised at how quickly and impulsively he drew, and I realized that he had such an impact.

I miss my childhood when I thought that if I called him Nimbus, he would come. I picked up some sticks from around the area and seriously wondered if I could improve my Nyoi-bo, and I seriously tried to see if I could learn the levitation technique if I tried hard enough…

Wilbur doesn't know why he knows the steps. It feels like a dance you remember only in a hazy state. Walking beside a small kid, careful not to trip into her stride feels right. He feels like something overtakes him to speak in a gentler voice of reassurance. To sing her a song goodnight is instinct, not just as a musician but as something else. It feels so strange all of a sudden that he of all people is so careful with a child he's never met until that day. When he heard he was possibly a dad, he simply dismissed it like minor news. Akin to hearing you have a spider in your home or it's raining in 4 days, he'll get to it but it's nothing really.

But now he cares so much, he'd wreak havoc if anything happened to Tallulah. It feels like deja vu, like looking through a mirror to another world. A world where he has a special place surrounded by redwood trees and by the riverside. That other guy he's looking at, he's building everything up just for his own kid, with the same face of care and concerns as his own. He's singing some lullabies as him, matching the cadences and lyrics even if hushed and mumbled. He's teaching how to shoot a bow and arrow to his kid just like him, explaining the steps the same as him. He's leaving the kid soon just like the other, but at least he's trusting someone else to take care in his stead.

There's another kid, he realises. And that kid looks sad, in spite of the beautiful scenery. That kid is looking at walls, just like Tallulah. He's not living in much comfort or glamour, just like Tallulah. He's learning how to fend for himself with a bow and arrow, Tallulah will be like that soon. He's seen the dance, the rhythm of a deadbeat. And now its up to him to change the paces.

Will doesn't know why he pauses in faint recollection when a memory doesn't exist. It's merely a dream from a bygone night, but what's a memory but not a dream you've seen before. Yet when remembers walking through the forest and a flash of red fur snickering, he doesn't understand why a pang of burrowing feelings hits him.

And that feeling turns to drive, a desire to be at least the best dad he can be for now. For Tallulah and for that lonely kid he doesn't remember.

[Passerine Spoilers please scroll fast and don't read if you haven't read Passerine yet]

Ok, I decided to go to Twitter to search for a Tweet that I like (I'm almost never on Twitter) and I stumbled through Thcscus tweet explaining she wrote Phil's wife as the Samsung Smart Fridge.

Now I already knew she had done this —It's not the first time she revealed this detail —but I read the replies to her Tweet and I can't breathe

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Tweets by Kyle (@thcscus):

so um is this a good time to say that i wrote the passerine mum not as mumza but as the. the samsung smart fridge

BECAUSE I DIDNT KNOW WHAT MUMZAS BOUNDARIES ARE REGARDING FANFIC SO I JUST *VAGUELY GESTURES*

THATS ALSO WHY SHES NEVER MENTIONED BY NAME LOL

Comment by Ender Mama (@EnderPandoran):

Sorry brain just thought of that scene where she cups Techno’s cheek and I just saw him getting smacked with a fridge door...

Comment by EM⁷ • Subscribe to Technoblade • 80% (@sleepybl4de):

I CANT FUCKING STOP LAUGHING. FUCKER JUST GETS HIT BY A FUCKING FRIDGE DOOR. I cant take this anymore 😭💀

Comment by CanonicalChaos (@BadlamBound):

Are you... Are you telling me I spent 15 minutes crying iver the death of a Samsung Smart Refrigerator??

Comment by dani 🇧🇷 🏳️‍🌈 ( ranboo art 📌) (@danithemoth):

i mean id also cry if one of them died. they're pretty expensive 😔

Comment by kae ✡ (@endrwalkr):

so does this make pass!tommy and pass!wilbur part fridge or

Comment by Sara :D (@Clayotic_):

Half-god half-kitchen-appliance hybrids

Comment by dolsu (@dandybrew):

so youre telling me pass!philza spent 10 years away from his family to figure out how to turn a samsung smart refrigerator back on?

Comment by prom🤡⚡ (@promsofa):

you’re telling me pass!phil abandoned his kids for ten years because his favorite sexy fridge stopped working

Comment by Dino (@dino_invisible):

One you said that I thought of the death scene and all I can image is

[Screenshot of Sad-is Sunsprite's Eulogy animatic where Tommy is crying at his mother deathbed. A photo of a Samsung Smart Fridge was put above the drawing of the mother.]

Comment by parker b. peter (@antifajasontodd):

the voices in wilburs head wasnt dream. it was bluetooth

Comment by chloe (0/9) (@mellqhis):

when she died did the light go out on the inside? did ice cubes fall from the water dispenser on the door? OH MY GOD.

Comment by Garzaa (@_AGweirdo):

"no... they take after their mothers[...]" tommy opens his mouth and a light turns on

wilbur randomly starts doing a sound similar to HMMMMMMM at random hours of the night

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My darling, I love you

Her lips are like alcohol

They leave a burning sensation after I kiss her

And they make me feel as if I am commiting a sin

But if I really am,

Then isn't she worth sinning for?

Isn't a love as twisted and wrong as ours worth it?

Isn't it enough to know that when I wake up the next day she will be by my side?

My darling.

I love you.

I love the scars in your arms,

I love your loud laugh, always appearing at the worst moments,

I love your voice,

I love the stories that you write for me,

I love how you look in that dress that you hate so much,

I love your reflection in the mirror

and that you always refuse to see it,

I love that you've never told me you loved me,

but still showed me that you do.

I love you,

I love you,

I love you.

thinking about c!phil. c!phil & techno & how they are soldiers who breathe violence -- how that impacts phil's parenting.

thinking about how they canonically fought together as the antarctic empire. thinking about phil & techno as fellow soldiers, both emotionally stunted, & how they found solace in knowing the other is absolutely loyal. an bloodforged unspoken trust deeper than any verbal oath they could've made. thinking about how often they might have pushed through pain & left it festering & unaddressed bc it was all they knew: don't talk about it. carry on & deal with trauma only when it crops up. it's probably the way both of them deal with it best, but that's not... mentally sustainable.

thinking about how c!phil consistently resorts to violence to solve the big problems (wilbur, l'manberg). thinking about how he can't address ~emotions~ for squat. thinking about how c!techno does the same things.

thinking about the probable lessons they learned from war. the ends justify the means. violence is the only language that people respect. pay an insult back a hundredfold to establish your strength; people will back off. trauma is weakness & people will take advantage of it. keep your true feelings & loyalties close to your chest & continually reevaluate the situation. alliances could fall apart any moment, any situation could be a trap, so paranoia is survival. if you need to, make the hard choice & live with it. blunt the emotional pain by bottling up/dulling your emotions--whatever works. (I'm not super familiar with SMP Earth, so please add some examples if you are!)

thinking about how all of this really doesn't translate well to parenting.

but if that's all c!phil knows, we can't expect him to do it differently.

catharsis

Will is a little nervous, coming in this room. Again. It’s always a different mix of emotions, but some key ingredients are the same: thrill, anticipation, sadness. This time the cocktail is a true masterpiece: thrill, anticipation, conviction, confidence, only a drop of sadness. The only really new ingredient in all of this is fear, and it kind of ties it all together, adds the needed spice to the mix. Will lingers for a bit, analyzing the taste of the imaginary cocktail. There’s something else. Just… a dash of uncertainty. It’s not about the act, but it’s in the air, ruining his experience. What a shame.

“Will. What are you doing?”

Phil’s voice sounds so, so familiar. Maybe decades ago he said this exact phrase in this exact tone, when Will was stealing something from the kitchen. Weird how some things don’t change. 

Will is glad to hear his voice. It means that it all goes according to plan. It means that he won’t leave this room. The uncertainty is gone. 

Will is deafened by the sound of the explosion, his breath is heavy and uneven, partially because of excitement, partially because the air is filled with dust, but right there, right then, he has a moment of absolute clarity. It all makes sense to him, all of his questions have answers, he comes up with a name for his cocktail — “catharsis”. It has a wonderful sweet aftertaste of satisfaction. 

There’s only one more thing to do. Will has done it a thousand times before, especially when Phil would catch him doing something he “shouldn’t be doing”. Ask nicely. Phil is surprisingly bad at saying “no”.

Weird how some things don’t change.

PSMP is the exact reason I love this community and absolutely fucking despise it

c!wilbur has spent so much time trying to be this grand figure, trying to prove his worth, trying to be worthy of anything, to prove that he's worth remembering and being loved!! he spiraled down so so far that he thought life wasn't worth living anymore! and in the end, after everything, he decided that the only thing he wanted was to go home! that's everything to me!

Columbia student reporters are showing more bravery and integrity than Shafik. The protestors are embodying democracy more than the fucking president of their university.

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