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    When his blurred vision came into focus, all he could see was Grian. The avian was sitting on top of him, pinning him to the floor with sharp, taloned fingers and glaring down at him with dangerous eyes, wings arched high above him, brushing the ceiling. A low, rumbling snarl was building in his friend's throat, and though he was looking at him — very intensely, he might add — he got the feeling he wasn’t actually seeing him.

    Mumbo’s heart raced in his chest, in his throat, everywhere, as he stared back up at Grian with wide eyes, suddenly afraid to even blink. From behind, a broken shard of glass was placed delicately at his throat, and out of the corner of his eye he could see Scar, kneeling down next to him with an uncharacteristically blank look on his face. Neither of them seemed to register where they were, or who he was. A bead of sweat dripped from his hairline to his jaw.

    He would respawn, if he died. But Grian and Scar were looking at him like they didn’t know that. Not right now, anyway.

     

     

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    Eight Hermits go missing for eight weeks. They don't quite come back the same. [Desert Duo & Mumbo-centric]

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    01 Sep 2022

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    Chapter 12

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    “He needs to be cared about.” Tubbo insists further, forcing his voice to be steady. “By you.”

    Who else could do it? Not Tubbo. Not any other person out there. Tommy seeks approval, even if he will not admit outright, and the only one who can give that needed approval is the same man who refuses to look at the boy unless forced to.

    Technoblade sighs, long and nearly tired. “He is cared about. He’s loved by countless others, is that not enough?”

    “Do you fear the boy, your grace?” Tubbo blinks innocently, his tone serene underneath the king's stare.

    “Excuse me?”

    (Or, Tommy struggles to settle into his new life, then makes a friend. Tubbo would probably die for him.)

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    10 Apr 2024

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  3. Public Bookmark 9

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    Stiles, Derek, and Kira's adventures in finding themselves and falling in love.

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    18 May 2024

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    Techno has always heard voices, ever since he was a child. He was special. The Blood God seemed to favor him.

    Chained to the gilded blackstone altar, he didn't want to be special anymore.

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    21 Aug 2021

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    They set him on the stone altar. It’s cold. It fucking sucks. If he has to die here, they could at least make it comfortable.
    But again, the blood would probably soak up whatever pillows or fabric they put there.
    And also, they sent him here to die, so they clearly don’t fucking care.
    And they just… leave. Just like that. Without a goodbye, without an apology, without a regret.
    That’s fine, Skeppy has plenty.

    OR: Skeppy's village sacrifices him to the Blood God. It is not the Blood God who comes to get him, though.

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    21 Aug 2021

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