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In the Wake of My Inferno, You Turned Everything to Ash by orphan_account
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
19 Jan 2021
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Technoblade struggles with the morality of the secrets he’s kept hidden. Quackity desperately tries to consolidate the ghosts that haunt him with his ambitions. Finally, Wilbur and Schlatt get ready to watch the SMP burn.
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- Part 3 of You and I, Slowly Burning Together
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A pile of Jschlatt angst by orphan_account
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
14 Jan 2021
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Y'all know my other book "a pile of bottom Jschlatt"? Well here's a pile of angst Schlatt.
Please also know that this is mainly for venting and talking about trauma. Each page will have a different tw everytime.
People who suffer from trauma can request but please understand that I can't do every request.
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Glatt's Awful No Good Very Bad Day by yetanotherunfinishedsymphony (thegreatestsun)
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game)
13 Jan 2021
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Glatt stared down at the giant crater, a dull wind blowing through it, making an eerie high-pitched wail as it weaved through towers of rubble and the splintered wooden ruins, already rotting. There were stagnant puddles of water at the bottom, dirt and clay floating around in it, making it murky.
Where was… Manberg?
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He sat on the log, his eyes closed with self-hatred something he was oh-so familiar with in life. Jschlatt pulled it from his teeth and held it up to the endless humid air, opening one chocolate eye to watch the dancing and doodling of his cigarette’s smoke. Even out of office to relax he still felt the urge to command orders, or check in on the people of Manburg that dwelled this late in the evening. Softly grunting he pressed his cigarette into the semi-moist wood, drying it out almost immediately before flicking it from his grasp. Watching the remaining orange sizzle away (gratefully not causing any fires) Schlatt grabbed his suit jacket before turning around only to be met with cold, calculating eyes.
A pair of mocha eyes to be exact - as he let out a sigh of irritation scrunching up his nose at the sight of his political rival, the one he had banished when given the chance along with that annoying as shit teen. Schlatt noticed how blank they were but did not say a word out loud instead choosing the silence of within. “My dear boy Schlatt - what are you doing so close to Pogtopia territory? You know the rules of this little game President,” Wilbur growled, leaning down to reach the other male’s height.
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As He Forgets Days Long Gone by ValentinBean
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game), kinda - Fandom, its more modern tbh
03 Jan 2021
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In which we look at snippets of Tubbo's life with his dad before he got adopted by the Sleepy Bois.
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happy birthday to me. by A_Legendary_Sprout
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
02 Jan 2021
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What if it was actually Schlatt's birthday?
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Today was a good day to celebrate something.
The morning was warm with a light breeze and the light of the approaching dawn coated Manberg in a golden glow.
Schlatt smiled sadly.
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Schlatt is finally dead.
Then he comes back.
No one is happy to see him return. Especially not himself.
But maybe, just maybe, things will be alright in the end.
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Hi! This is my first work and if this randomly disappears it’s because I formatted it wrong or something but yeah. I’m gonna upload new chapters whenever I can as most of them are still in the works. This won’t be a very long story but I’m still writing so I don’t truly know how long this will be. Slight trigger warning for alcohol abuse so if that triggers you please do not read. This is a dadschlatt story and.. i don’t really know what else to say about it. But I really hope you enjoy!
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When Schlatt was a kid, things were okay. Then he had to grow up. He had to learn the hard way that people were not meant to be trusted.
this is a prologue
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- Part 1 of Getting better (or at least trying)
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It's Not Fair, the Way You Get to Burn Me by orphan_account
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
19 Dec 2020
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Schlatt wakes up remembering every single detail of his life... even things he didn't remember when he was alive. Most importantly, he remembers what Wilbur did to him. He has every intention of ruining Wilbur's life until he discovers Wilbur is just as dead as him, and claiming he doesn't remember anything.
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- Part 2 of You and I, Slowly Burning Together
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Schlatt has lost. Everyone can see it.
One last fight.
One last conversation.
... Can this really be called a victory ?
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They’re looking at me but can’t see me by Sandalex
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
04 Dec 2020
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He was lonely.
Everyone could see, hear and interact with Wilbur, well, Ghostbur.
But not with him.
So he just sat there, in front of the sunset, hoping someone will hear his sobs.Series
- Part 1 of After Schlatt death
- Part 4 of MCYT Oneshots
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Schlatt wants to do good, he really wants to. He likes Quackity.
But he's scared. He's going to get betrayed, he knows he is.
So he tries to deal with it. And he fucks up, like he always does.
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Swimming is a life skill by Tiramasu (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
07 Nov 2020
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What if the person to bring Wilbur out of his paranoia and madness wasn't Tommy, Fundy or Niki but the tyrant Schlatt, himself?
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Find Comfort In The Night (And In Those You Shouldn't Trust) by overjoyedflowers
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF, Dream SMP
17 Oct 2020
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Fundy fled from his position, darting towards the trees as soon as Quackity was finished discussing plans of Manburg with him. He ignored the shouts, he ignored the questioning looks he received from others, and he did not stop. The trees whacked him with their branches as he passed, punishment for his crimes against his own family.
He came to rest in a clearing by a small lake, shimmering in the grey moonlight, bustling with life of all kinds; clown fish to salmon, squids to even a stray dolphin who must have swam down a connecting stream to the sea. Staring into the clear waters, he allowed himself to reflect; both physically and metaphorically.