12 Bookmarked Items in QSMPStories
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i gotta be fine holding on a single string by saltyyetbland
Fandoms: QSMP | Quackity SMP
18 Mar 2024
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It's been a month since Chayanne and Tallulah had seen their dad, a month since Phil went on a mission and never came back.
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- Part 2 of fics i wrote for school assignments
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Baghera and Cellbit have been on Egg Island since their kids died and the boat left, wallowing in their grief. How will they react when their leader, and father figure, returns to save them with two achingly familiar faces in tow?
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Phil, Richarlyson, and Pomme go to Egg Island to save Baghera and Cellbit
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Being betrayed is nothing new to him. It’s never a surprise anymore, just a bitter taste that clings to the roof of his mouth. It’s never choked him out as much as it does now though.
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tubbo finds comfort in the last place he'd expected it. maybe he and cellbit aren't that different.
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Sunny tugged on his shirt and held out her book. “Is this snow?”
To be honest, Tubbo sometimes forgets how young his daughter is. He glanced around, taking in the winter scene.
“Yeah, that’s snow princess.”
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Or: Tubbo still isn't feeling great after being forced into purgatory twice, but maybe a snow day could help a little.- Language:
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Not everyone made it off the island in time.
Whatever happened to them?or
Foolish, Cellbit, Jaiden and Baghera suffering.
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- Part 3 of Zoo's Purgatory Brainrot
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to gain a parent (is to gain a heart) by snxwdrop
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), QSMP | Quackity SMP
19 Nov 2023
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“Phil… you don’t have to be our dad,” He says slowly, turning the mask in his hands, as if the thing might break at any second.
“Let me be,” Phil replies, placing his mask over his face. He tightens the straps, his breaths now heavy and voice slightly distorted. “I’m happy with that - I’m happy to be that person you need. If you want me to, I can be that person.”
“I don’t know if I want you to,” Cellbit looks up at him with guilt ridden eyes. “I fuck up any family I get.”
Or, the 6 times Team Bolas Rojas gained a father and the 1 time Phil gained 6 children.
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I’m counting on you, to be my wings and my eyes. by orphan_account
Fandoms: QSMP | Quackity SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
13 Nov 2023
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“Hey Tubbo, if you ever need to send a message, put on a gas mask and we will know.”
Tubbo looked at the ground, “I’ll keep one on me, just in case.”
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Cellbit said a banger line to Tubbo and I couldn’t help but think of what would happen.-
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Cellbit and Tubbo have a chat by orphan_account
Fandoms: QSMP | Quackity SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
25 Sep 2023
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Tubbo is having a nightmare and things escalate from there :)
[I don't know how to write summaries I am sorry]
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Cellbit and Tubbo are siblings, now learn how to be a family <3
They live in my head rent free I am so sorry.-
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A trial is held against Tubbo, and he runs away, thinking he messed up and that everyone hates him.
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- Part 1 of Rain Auttaday's q!Tubbo Fics
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And at the center of it all are Cellbit and Forever. They’ve each shed the persona of detective and president and display blatant bloodlust in their hooded eyes. Fit walks up to them, and for a second they all share a moment of grief.
Prompt fill: Found family | "You will regret touching them"
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This is a lie they tell you about the aftermath of a slaughter: It’s poetic. There is no poetry in this, the blood drying on the white walls is not artful, it’s just blood splashed without care, the sounds of the dying don’t sound like music, they sound like pain, like regret, like begging.
The victors are not heroes standing proudly side by side, they are warriors shaking with left over adrenaline, whimpering in pain as they hold their wounds, eyes haunted.
This is what they don’t want to admit to you in the aftermath of a massacre: It feels good.
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