Do you think Dream would ever try to hide that he had a seizure because maybe he feels like hes burdening them or maybe hes just too anxious about it? If so how would that mix with possessive techza?
big brain prompt.
/dsmp /rp
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Dream was pushing a wheelbarrow of hay when he felt the warning signs of a seizure.
Philza called it the "aura" of the seizure-- the numbness, mild twitching, and fuzz that gathered at the edge of his vision before the stronger spasms hit. Dream thought it was a stupid fucking name. "Aura" made it sound like something spiritual and magical rather than what it was: an inconvenience. He just seized yesterday. They usually came in bursts, but this was getting ridiculous.
Techno was loading hay into the sheep's feeder, and Dream was bringing him more. Trying to bring him more. They were already behind on their chores because his body was so uncooperative, and the thought of causing even more trouble made red rise to his face, even despite the chilly air that bit at him. Techno and Philza made him swear to announce if he ever felt the aura, but...
He abandoned the wheelbarrow and dragged his body to the goat pen, where the wall was just tall enough to hide him when he dropped to the floor. His thigh muscles twitched and he couldn't feel his fingers beneath his gloves. If he could just withstand the worst of it, he could go back to the wheelbarrow and pretend nothing happened. He would not be an inconvenience again.
His left elbow twitched backwards and hit the wall with a thud. He moved away from it a few inches. With any luck, Techno wouldn't notice the wheelbarrow standing alone in the middle of the barn.
The spasms spread to his left shoulder, and it tensed until he could hardly handle the pain, his arm straightening against his will--
"Dream?" he heard Techno say--
and when he next knew it, he was in the cabin, stripped of his jacket and gloves, but still comfortingly warm.
"-- there." Phil's voice became clearer and less muffled. As his eyes focused, Dream could make out the worried expression on his face. He felt a towel rub at his chin, whipping away a trail of spit. "There you are. You're alright, love, relax."
Dream managed a pained grunt. His whole body ached. He felt he might drop from exhaustion before he realized he was already laying down, on the floor of the living room with the fireplace nearby. The light from the flame flickered at the side of his vision, and he felt he might vomit.
"You're okay, you're okay. That might've been the worst one yet, mate."
Dream realized, distantly, that he was grabbing the edge of Phil's sleeve. He was usually conscious during seizures-- the gap in his memory was frightening.
Techno came into focus as he knelt by Phil's side, holding something in his hands. Another towel, maybe, or a blanket. "He was hidin' from me, Phil."
"What?"
With a pang of guilt, Dream met Phil's eyes, hoping his expression conveyed his apology even if he couldn't find his voice.
"He was hidin' behind the goat pen. He said he'd get more hay and he just left the wheelbarrow and hid."
Phil had something akin to legitimate fear on his face. His brows were furrowed, his skin paled. He searched Dream's face for several long moments before pulling him into a tight embrace.
"Why wouldn't you tell us?"
When the embrace tightened, Dream realized that Techno also wrapped his arms around the two of them, his size making it a simple task.
"I-- I thought--" He scanned his half-scrambled thoughts for an excuse. A lie. Anything that might be acceptable. He found nothing. "We were already behind--"
Offended, both Techno and Phil spoke at the same time. Phil said something like "We have all the time in the world," while Techno, frustration clear in his voice, said "Dude, the sheep can wait! It's not worth it!"
Phil pulled away and looked Dream in the face, a newfound determination on his face. "You were supposed to tell us if you felt it start."
"I know," Dream said.
Phil sighed. Wiped a strand of hair out of Dream's face. "Alright. If I can't trust you to alert us, you'll be spending your nights with one of us. Or both of us. No more sleeping alone-- we can't risk it. Am I clear?"
Techno nodded in firm agreement with his partner. Dream nodded in turn, knowing better than to fight their decision.
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The guest room of the cabins, despite holding most of Dream's belongings, was empty at night. They no longer lit candles, no longer kept the door closed so it would heat faster, and no longer bothered washing the sheets. It was never occupied, after all. Dream spent his nights in either Techno or Philza's bed-- usually both of them-- pressed against the warm skin of an immortal who would wake at the slightest thrashing and sacrifice anything to keep him safe. Including, it seemed, Dream's own privacy.
He would admit that the warmth of extra bodies was comfortable.
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What if Dream were to hit his head during a seizure and has a hard time waking up/wrre to go briefly "comatose" of that makes sense? He ends up being fine but techza just had the most massive heart attacks, they probably start considering baby proofing/bubble wrapping the entire house to the best of their abilities
"Relax, mate. Relax. Don't move your head. That's a good lad."
Dream's body came back to him slowly. He felt like he was floating on water-- the ground below him swayed and drifted away from him, and his hands splayed to find something solid to grasp. He found Techno's furry forearm. As his vision returned, he realized that he was cradled gently in the piglin's arms, and both of Phil's hands were on the sides of Dream's head, holding him still.
"Wha--"
"Shh, you're alright. You had a seizure, lad. You hit your head pretty bad. I need you to stay still."
He wondered what was so itchy on the side of his face, and he realized Phil was holding a piece of gauze there. As he tried to focus his vision, he saw a pair of watery blue eyes looking down at him. Techno's hands were trembling on his shoulders.
His head was throbbing. He felt a wince pass his lips-- he might've been making noise this whole time without realizing it.
"What're we gonna do with you, man?" Techno's voice shook. "Scarin' me to death. You went pale."
"You're still pale. God." Phil grazed his fingers over Dream's cheek, "But getting better. Stay with us, just-- just try not to move, okay? Just don't move."
Through the corner of his eye, he noticed a book tossed near the fireplace. A blank book-- one that they bought from an old marketplace so they'd be ready if they ever had to do a revival.
Possessive Techza learning the revival spell because not even Death will get to keep Dream, sorry Kristine but your time with Dream is limited and Techza are very impatient about getting him back
How do they know the spell?? Techza asked Dream while he was blissed out and his mind too mushy to even remember that he gave away that knowledge, pain and torture never got it out of him but love and pleasure can totally do that Philza just had to experiment a little with some unfortunate soul to make sure that he is not going to butch the spell
getting the revive book would be so ideal for possessive techza. talk about a sense of control.
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"We almost lost you," came Philza's voice. In the candlelight, Dream could make out the painful sincerity on his face, as well as the way his hair stuck to his neck from sweat.
Dream wasn't sure how many times he came. The waves of pleasure blurred together; he'd orgasm once, then in his sensitivity afterwards he came again in mere seconds. He wailed, weakly, into the cold air of the cabin as he was overcome again.
It hasn't been eight hours since Philza and Technoblade carried him home, finding him half-dead in a snowbank. He was trying to hunt before a snowstorm hit-- another stupid mistake that he knew would upset them. They warmed him and gave him some time to rest before he was woken by fingertips on his collarbone and large hands hoisting his body upwards.
Those same large hands lifted him up again, then loosened until gravity placed him firmly on Techno's length. He squirmed as he was stretched-- Techno's size was barely manageable, and the ache bordered close to pain. He liked it that way, and he saw Techno and Phil watching him admiringly. He was slick with sweat, the angles of his body made rosy and blushed.
"We almost lost you," Phil said again, his hand sliding down Dream's stomach, starting at the bulge below his belly button -- the imprint of Techno's length -- and ended at Dream's clit. His soft, circular movements mixed with the pain and made the ache bearable. He tried to move his hips, but Techno held him squarely in place, ignoring his whines.
"Look-- we dunno how else to ask, so I'm just gonna come out and say it." Techno sounded fairly restrained for a man with his cock fully sheathed. "Would you give us the revive book? Just in case?"
"Nnn?" Dream scrambled to create a single coherent thought. He hoped his pathetic little noise would get the point across.
"We love you, sweetheart," Phil said, pulling closer until their chests touched. "Let us keep you safe."
"It's alright, Dream."
Dream's head fell forward onto Phil's shoulder as he came, again, clenching around Techno's length. He shuddered and cried, convulsing with how overwhelming the feeling was. Hearing Techno grunt behind him only made matters worse. They didn't like when he touched himself during sex, they'd prefer to do the work themselves, so he resisted the urge.
"Good, good," Phil cooed, "You're doing so well. Let us do more for you, alright?"
"You're so wet--"
"Sweet boy--"
"Dream, look at you, we want you to stay with us--"
"Please, Dream. We're not gonna hurt you."
Dream's eyes watered, both from the effort of staying still on Techno and the emotion that bubbled in his throat. He was used to being a vessel of the book; if he gave it away, he'd be nothing. He never expected to use it to his advantage like this. To be so deeply wanted that two immortals were willing to go to such lengths to keep him. To, perhaps, be immortal with them. The loss of control tugged at him, deep in his chest, desperate to make an argument, to fight this flood of love, to rebuild the walls around himself--
not really a prompt,
but it must be so baffleing for someone to investigate the cottage for cdream, only for ctechza coming out fighting like its doomsday the sequel. like??are they crazy?what manipulation is dream pulling here for these immortals to act this way??
bro yea omg can you imagine?? the server already thinks dream is a master manipulator, so with techno & phil just LOVING him so deeply it's like.... homies what spell did he cast on you??
i think they'd be pretty good at hiding dream & people would likely be wondering what they're so protective of but if someone found out they're: a) in a lot of trouble b) gonna be wondering how dream did it
I have been wondering, in the case someone managed to help cdream leave possessive ctechno and cphil who would be most likely to help and actually succeed in getting cdream out of there?? Seriously who would be strong enough and smart enough to actually beat too immortal beings that need to learn boundaries????
this is a fun question because you also have to ask yourself who would CARE enough to try. i think i narrowed it down to two:
1. dream. he's always saved himself, after all. there was a time when he was one of the strongest on the server and could at least go round-for-round with techno.... but not anymore. not the frail thing he's turned into. and oh, he's in bed with them, nuzzled against two warm bodies, and he knows phil will bring him coffee soon, and techno's feet kick in his sleep. he's not positive he'd ever Want to leave... Or that he'd survive out there if he did.
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Inspired by reading your last ask, in comparison to how c!techza seem to be to c!dream, even when possessive, they do seem to make sure to take kinder care of him, at least compared to c!Sam.
So, what’s your headcanons about c!Sam and how far he was willing to take things with c!Dream? I’m interested in the dark drama of c!Sam and his many issues
(context)
this has been sitting in my inbox for a bit because i was kind of struggling with it and had to consult my c!sam expert @3nderm1te
ultimately, possessive!techza and c!sam parallel each other in a lot of ways, and that parallel is part of why possessive!techza works. dream is already used to that kind of dynamic and he finds it comfortable... BUT ALSO they're kind in certain ways that he didn't get with sam, making him grateful for them.
think of possessive!techza as """"positive""" reinforcement where sam is negative reinforcement. when dream doesn't listen to techza, they respond by distracting him, giving him attention in other ways, limiting his access to things they don't allow and rewarding him when he does what they want (& some guilt-tripping, of course). sam was more punishment-based. denying food, water, freedoms, privileges, comfort. leaving him in handcuffs for the day, putting salt in his water.
neither are particularly physical with dream, except maybe in some of sam's weaker moments. c!q was the most physical. i can imagine sam getting impatient and slapping dream once or twice, but he doesn't have the same nerve for physical violence that q does.
possessive!techza are good dog owners, and c!sam is a bad dog owner. but they're both dealing with a man.
The fact they may technically may be manipulating him but not at the same time because he’s so damaged and at such a bad emotional state that any kindness to him he knows he can never get enough of and they barely know that-
Or maybe they do.
(context) u bring up something really interesting here!! because while the compliments and love they give him definitely make him putty in their hands and more likely to stay, one of the most important things to remember about possessive!techza is that everything they do is genuine. genuine love, genuine attraction, genuine worry. they tell him that he's beautiful and they say it with SO MUCH sincerity-- he's really, truly beautiful to them, despite the scars and missing limbs and paleness and sickliness. i'd hesitate to call it manipulation when they're saying what's true to them. the problem is that they love him so much they have to keep him.
So speaking of Techza giving Dream medicine without him knowing, to help with like insomnia ect. When Dream starts getting stronger would they ever occasionally slip him sownthing to make him tired/a little weaker to keep him reliant? Like "oh but you're so shaky you should just stay here inside with us :)" while giving him little trace amount of smt like a weakness potion/anything really
i can see it happening... under some very specific circumstances.
possessive!techza never really see themselves as Harmful to dream in any way, and drugging dream when it isn't absolutely necessary would likely read as Harmful to them. but if dream is starting to act up & scare them, then they would excuse it as being what's best for him. they'd be very willing to use minor injury to avoid (a perceived) larger injury.
