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Delusional Reality by Chaos_theDragon, LATURTLE, Sol_Adonis
Fandoms: Lifesteal SMP, Dream SMP, Star Catcher - Ro-taniah (Webcomic)
04 Feb 2026
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Welcome to the elevator, a place of delusions and fantasy
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Enjoy your stay, and enjoy the show!
Please, have fun dear audience. After all, our actors?certainly will!OR
Mapicc thinks everyone else is a demon, Zam thinks everyone is in love with her, Bad just knows that they want to join his RELIGION (NOT A CULT. HE REPEATS, NOT A CULT.), and Maria is an anomaly. Welcome to Delusional Reality.
OR OR
crack thing that turned multi-fandom and is very fun :D
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a long time ago, Quackity made a bet.
it had been a stupid decision, really, some consequence of vacuous whispers and drunken smiles, to make it; because if rule of house was to follow, you don’t make a bet you don’t know you can win.
maybe what kept bringing him back was the thrill, the psychological pleasure in watching the numbers grow higher under his fingers. scratching out day after day on the calendar, laughing at jokes that weren’t funny and clinking glasses of alcohol together, red liquid so oddly reminiscent of the blood he so regularly bathed in.
what was life if not another gamble?
Quackity may have already lost this bet, but he’ll be damned before he lets Schlatt win.
(or; quackity can't manage to get the revive book outta dream so he decides to make him a guard dog instead :])
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Footsteps.
“It’s probably just a polar bear,” Punz said, though his fingers had already tightened around the hilt of his sword. He stood up, shooting a quick glance at Dream before he twisted the doorknob. “I’ll be right back. Just stay here.”
Dream watched in silence as the mercenary fled out into the snow, white hoodie barely visible against the tapestry of winter around it. Apart from the distant footfall, the only sounds to be heard were the quiet crackling of the hearth and his shallow breathing as he waited.
Two minutes.
Then five.
Then ten.
Punz still hadn’t returned.
That probably should’ve been his first warning.
or; dream is framed for a crime he didn’t do and now has to figure out how to fix it without getting thrown in back prison. or dying.
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If someone had broken Techno’s window, he might’ve forgiven them, provided they had a good reason.
If someone had hijacked his house, he probably would’ve stabbed them.
If that same somebody had decided that his mattress was going to become their deathbed, sure, why not? Who was he, in the infinite whims of the universe, to stop them from bleeding out all over his floorboards?
…but of all the ungodly hours, why did it have to be 2am?
or; dream breaks into techno’s house and now techno has to deal with an emotionally unstable injured necromancer with a little too many people out hunting for his head
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idiots get isekaid to earth for some reason by dishdishdishwater, Sol_Adonis
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game), Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
01 Jan 2026
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albedos experiment goes wildly wrong and he and hat guy spawn on earth
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quackity decides that potions are wonderful for torture and this goes about as well as expected
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and so all of them try to figure out how earth works and stuff and get run over by a car or smth
bon appetit
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Sam is dead.
Quackity and Dream don't know how, but that doesn't matter. The only thing that matters, is that they're suck in the cell together.
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Quackity straightens up from where he’s been kneeling over Dream.
He’s gone limp after the last blow to the head. But there’s no cause for concern yet.
Quackity already checked for breathing, as per Sam’s instructions, and it’s there—shallow and uneven but present as always.
He’s unsure if Dream could even die at this point.
Usually, Quackity would’ve tried to wake him. But tonight, he doesn’t bother. His arms ache, and his hands are sore from gripping the handle of the, now bloodied, axe. The entire session he’d been waiting for that adrenaline and elation to hit him, but nothing came. Now, all he feels is a dull pain behind his eyes.
He sets the axe down carefully and rolls his shoulders, then bends down to stretch his knees. The obsidian is unforgiving and Quackity grimaces as he feels his calves tighten.
It’s already been such a long goddamn week.
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22 Jan 2026