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Dream started to walk back towards his own apartment, the further he went, the less ‘rich’ everything looked. From pristine new buildings came the old familiar brick walls. Some windows in peoples homes were broken, even using duct tape to cover it. Weeds stuck out along the cracked sidewalks. Graffiti was plastered almost everywhere, lamp posts on the streets were not working yet again, and a bloodied kid who looked about near death in an alleyway. Yep, normal things in the West End.
…Wait.
Whipping his head back and taking a few steps backward, Dream had to give a second take if he actually saw that. The answer was yes, it was a kid bleeding out in the alleyway. When Dream went closer, he found out it wasn’t just any kid but one of the members from the Syndicate, the villains. He had blonde hair, a red mask covering his eyes, and a red and white hoodie which was covered in blood near the stomach area.
“Fuck.”
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Dream is a vigilante who helps civilians get away from the crossfire between the heroes and villains. He has the most powerful ability of psychokinesis but hides it. What happens when he saves an infamous villain as his civilian self? Can he keep his cover hidden?
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15 Feb 2026
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Wind Archer Cookie, after getting well acquainted with Fire Spirit Cookie, realized something 'horrific.'
He's inlove with him.
Flowers bloom by the mere thought of him, now he's starting to cough up flowers.
This is disgusting, this isn't suppose to be happening, this is only getting in the way of his duties.
Yet he can't help but long for Fire Spirits touch, despite how...wrong it sounds to him.
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18 May 2025
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The room is too bright.
It’s quaint, in a nauseating sort of way. Polished floors glint from the gleaming honeycomb chandeliers overhead, make him squint. A few vases sprinkled here and there, filling the room with a sickeningly sweet scent – even a waffle-cone headrest framing the silken sheets of a neatly-tucked bed. Outside, the golden sun gleams, the gentle rays of light spilling past curtains that waver in the afternoon breeze.
It's meant to be beautiful. Luxurious. Welcoming.
With one sweep of his cane, Shadow Milk tears it apart.
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- Part 1 of Jamma Jambound's SDVN works
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Bookmarked by Sebass
20 Apr 2025