19 Works by TheArcanneVoid
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Going to a Garden in a Hand Basket--or Something Like That. by TheArcanneVoid for Anarchy_and_Piglins
Fandoms: Dream SMP
31 Dec 2023
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Nearing the back of the garden, something caught his eye. A speck of light shimmering off something buried in the ground. It looked to be right next to the carrots if the spouts were anything to go by and Techno perked immediately. He hopped closer and crouched down, already dusting the soil away. It wasn’t a coin, he discovered, but a carrot. A glimmering, Golden Carrot.
“Oh,” he murmured softly, placing his basket on the ground and gently pulling it up.
He thumbed over it, the dirt falling like snow to the ground.
Real.
He turned it over in his hands.
This was a real Golden Carrot.
Shit.
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In the end, it all comes down to you by TheArcanneVoid for floristkills
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
01 Jan 2023
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Techno hadn’t gotten out of the car.
The social worker had tried to get him to move but he hadn’t. He just sat there, staring straight ahead, his face half covered by a sweep of jagged hair.
Phil went out to talk to them, smiling that big smile he did every time government or official people came by and the social worker seemed to sag into a friendly shrug, leaving Techno alone in the car. Phil said he was gonna take the lead on this one, and that it would be better for Wil to stay indoors while they got introduced. He said it could be a bit overwhelming.
Wilbur thought that was bullshit, but he’d obeyed anyway. Anxiously waiting in on the couch to see his twin for the first time in 3 years.
Aka: A foster family twins reuiniting secret santa gift for Floristkills
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A man leaned on the gate over him, carefully lined up against his property border, hands folded behind his back. His face, back lit as it was, looked perfect; sharp features, cat-like tilted eyes, a light, playful, perfect smile painted over his face. Everything about him looked lithe, from the way his legs pressed daintily under him or his torso bent and twisted over with a playful tilt. Dark curls bounced just above his eyes, framing their shocking gold perfectly.
“I don’t think we’ve met. Can I have your name?” he asked, folding one hand out from behind his back and extending it towards Techno.
“I’m afraid I don’t usually give it out to strangers.”
Or: Techno meets a fae. It doesn’t go like expected.
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Which hurts worse? broken bones or a collar?
(Neither. A promise of kindness kills faster than any weapon.)
((So why isn't he dead yet?))
For as long as he can remember, Techno's been a fighter, a weapon, a tool for others to use and discard.
Maybe this time would be different. Maybe this time sweet words wouldn't come with stinging fists and promises of pain. Maybe this time he could finally wash the blood from his hands and live a simple life.
Eh.
Probably not.
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Buried to his eyes in debt from both his own failings and his son's stupid decisions, Philza Craft is forced to do the one thing he promised himself he would never do.
Buy a slave to enter the rings.
aka, the fic where Techno is an abused fighter and Philza unwittingly adopts him into his chaotic family. Will he learn he's more than a weapon to be used? Yes. Will it take a considerable amount of time and convincing? Yes. Will it be easy? Heck no, especially not with their pasts looming over them.
What was it Tommy always says? 'pog through the pain'?
Pog through the pain they will.
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- Part 1 of Broken Chains
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Maybe the real prize were the friends we made along the way by TheArcanneVoid
Fandoms: Dream SMP
25 Jul 2022
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The first time Tubbo ever held a bow, he was 7 years old. Knocking the arrow left him red-faced and frustrated, but he still pulled back the string as far as his little arms could manage it. Back, back, back till—
His fingers slipped. The arrow bounced off his arm with a sharp snap! And collapsed to the grass a foot away, leaving his inner arm smarting and bright pink.
Schlatt laughed and said it was ok, but Tubbo didn’t need consoling. He needed another arrow.
or, a story in short scenes about Tubbo and his relationship with archery and everything that comes with it.
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Not all That Glimmers is Gold by TheArcanneVoid
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
20 Jul 2022
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Whatever it was that stood in the mouth of the cave wasn’t wearing armor. Not even leather armor which was significantly less stylish. He didn’t have a sword or shield or any visible weapons as far as Techno could see. He just had this…thing on his back, and the worst hat Techno had ever seen in his life. It was completely horrible. Atrocious. It almost warranted him burring the stranger alive then and there.
When the human finally did go to lay down, he whisked off his atrocious hat and, oh. His hair tumbled out, sweat dark and a little stringy, long enough to frame his face, and it was gold. Perfectly gold. It caught the fire just right, shining like his hoard at sunset as the human brushed it out of his face. Techno shifted on his feet, a coo of desire tumbling past his lips.
The stranger was gold and so, so close to his hoard.
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Techno has been alone for a long, long time, collecting trinkets and jewels for his hoard all by his lonesome. until one day, Techno meets a traveler, a musician, and a wannabe soldier, and everything changes.
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hot showers and jean jackets and video games, oh my! by TheArcanneVoid for the_confused_panda, The_Bunny
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF
12 Jul 2022
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“Hey, George?” Dream called, slightly muffled by the bathroom door. The shower had switched off a few minutes ago. Steam curled under the doorframe to pool on the brown, plush, motel carpet.
“Yeah?”
“Can you…pass me something to wear? I forgot to bring anything in.”
or a single moment in time in that blurry area between a hot shower and bed.
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His hands burned.
Techno slammed around the corner, lockers crunching behind him as he pulled his hand to his chest with a gasp. Students swapped around him, unhindered in their eagerness to get home for the weekend, probably going to some party later tonight.
Techno needed to move. He needed to get out of here, to leave before—
“Oh, my Gods!” Wilbur cried, somewhere between elated and shocked. The crowds stuttered to a halt, surging and backtracking with confusion, interest, and desire. What happened to the stare of the school? Why could make his voice crack and brighten and lift above the weekend din?
Soulmates. Wilbur Craft, the most popular guy in school, was Techno Blade's soulmate.
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one, ordinary day, Techno discovers his soulmate Wilbur Soot, destined by the universe to be twins. The question is, can he look past everything in him that rejects the thought and accept it?
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Black, diamond sands swallowed Phil’s feet as he stepped out onto the banks. A howling wind whipped his robes about, throwing the shards in his face, berating his back, and cutting into every bit of exposed skin. Here, the sun didn’t shine, leaving this place in a dusk-like eternity, right on the cusp of darkness but never quite sinking into it. The wind bit as well as tore, sinking frozen teeth into his spine till he shivered, tugging his robes further around him. The coins in his pockets jingled dully, lost to the endless moan, each one thin and small but, to the people here, priceless in value.
He couldn’t do much for the people here, but as the husband of Death, he could do this.
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“There’s gonna be other kids?”
“Yes. But they won’t be like last time, I promise.”
“How old?”
“Uh, Wilbur looks to have just turned 17, and Tommy is 14, almost 15. So right on either side of you.”
Great. One to boss him around and make the rules, one to claim the youngest position and get the foster parent on their side. Perfect.
Mrs. Angie straightened in her seat and looked at him through the rearview mirror.
“Come on Techno, it’s time to head in. This will be better. I promise.”
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Techno has been bounced around the foster system long enough to learn a few things. lucky for him, he's never been in a house like this before.
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- Part 1 of Patchwork Family Street
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You Take The Sky, I'll Take The Ground; That Way We'll Both Be Free. by TheArcanneVoid
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
22 Jun 2022
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Branches tore at his face, his hands, his arm, his clothes, ripping it all gleefully as he careened past.
Dogs bayed to his left.
Men shouted to his right.
A shadow passed above.
His lungs burned.
Techno stumbled on. A sharp turn left. Dodge the oak tree. Pain. His arm caught on a branch, skin and flesh ripping with his shirt sleeve. Blood.
Techno ran.
But in the end, he could only run so far.
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Techno escaped from that god-awful place only to find himself, once again, trapped with a group of Avians. He doesn't understand, however, why these seem so insistent on helping him.
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Who Knew Student Loans Could Cause So Many Problems? Oh Yeah, I Did by TheArcanneVoid
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
22 Jun 2022
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Techno swallowed, chin tipped up to avoid the blade at his neck. The Angel stood firm, but the sickly pallor to his cheeks and hitch in his breath betrayed him. He’d been hurt this time. Badly. His robes hid most of him, but The Angel seemed to favor his left side, pressing a hand to it under his robes, wincing occasionally when he had to hitch in another breath. Blood dripped to the floor in a steady drip…drip…drip, darkening the floor beneath him.
In the moonlight, The Angel looked almost ghost-like, the sheen of sweat on his brow shimmering just as his eyes darkened in concentration. His wings shifted occasionally behind him, broken feathers fluttering to the ground at every twitch.
“Look—“
“Shut up,” The Angel growled. Techno shut his mouth with a click. The Angel's hand shifted, not the one with the sword. That one stayed steady, pulling away from his body slightly. His palm came away red, almost black in the darkness. He grunted, teeth grinding, and pressed against the wound again.
“I need someone to patch me up, now,” The Angel grunted. his blade still stayed at Techno’s neck, perfectly still. Controlled. “You seem to have volunteered.”
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I'm still Alive, I promise (I know I don't look it but please--) by TheArcanneVoid
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
22 Jun 2022
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Techno Blade hated the mall. For one thing, crowds in general just sucked, and the Mall attracted them like honey to his vinegar. For another thing, Malls, typically, were geared towards those that liked shopping. Specifically, clothes shopping. Which he absolutely detested. And Thirdly, going to the Mall seemed to go better with friends, or at least a gaggle of people that were called friends out of convenience, which he didn’t have. He preferred to spend his time alone, anyway. The Mall’s one saving grace happened to be its bookstore. A wonderful, 2 story, quiet place tucked behind some thrift shop and a tattoo parlor that was close to going out of business.
It’s safe to say, without that book store, Techno Blade would never go to the mall again. Which made it very ironic that the Mall was where he died.
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“You know, If I’m gonna be here for a while, I should have something to call you other than “Dragon”. You got a name?”
The Dragon considered him for a moment then made a thick croaking sound that snapped from his pallet down to his chest. It ended in a round burr and a tongue flick. It almost sounded like—
“Technoblade? Did you just say Technoblade?”
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Or Phil ends up part of Technoblades hoard. His response? stress clean and hysterical laughter.
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Pansies in the Garden Make a Great Place to Chat by TheArcanneVoid
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
21 Apr 2022
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The pansies swayed in the light breeze, perky and perfect next to the chrysanthemums and marigolds. Swathes of pinks, oranges, dusty lilacs, and white spots greeted him like paint on a pallet. He’d plant some Queen Annes’ Lace and leafy ferns in later, but for now, he enjoyed the vibrancy around his porch. Almost without thought, he reached out and plucked a weed attempting to strangle a purple and yellow bud.
“Phil?”
"Yeah Ranboo?"
Or: Phil and Ranboo have a quick conversation while gardening.
Series
- Part 2 of Broken Chains
- Part 1 of Snippets! Snippets! Come get your snippets!
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The Blood that Kills Us by TheArcanneVoid for Lemonb3rry
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
12 Nov 2021
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Sometimes things don't work out in the end, with soft rooms and loud friends and safety. With warmth that could melt you and security from the outside world.
Sometimes the bad guys win.
(alternate ending to 'the blood that binds us')
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- Part 2 of In the Dark of the Night (vampire au)
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The Angel of Death has wandered the earth for a millennium, alone. Perhaps now it's time to build a family for himself, starting with the bright-eyed musician drowning in ambition, the hybrid hunter dripping in potential, and the chatty street rat, fearless and brave.
So what if they don't feel the same at first? He had another millennium to win them over after all.
Or, the fic where Phil builds a family, Wilbur goes insane, Techno is kidnapped, and Tommy really wishes everyone would just leave him the Fuck alone.
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- Part 1 of In the Dark of the Night (vampire au)
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I’m Sorry by FallenIntoTheVoid (TheArcanneVoid)
Fandoms: Original Work, The Walking Dead & Related Fandoms
30 Jun 2021
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It didn’t matter.
None of it did.
Not the dying sirens screeching in the air, echoing through the abandoned cities. Not the crackling recording on the radio, not the shambling hordes of corpses shuffling through the abandoned streets.
It all didn’t matter, because no matter what you did or where you went, you would always come back here, standing across from a slobbering, bloodied corpse, wondering how exactly this one would end.
She was just so tired, but again. It really didn’t matter.
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Dancing on the stars and singing with the waves by FallenIntoTheVoid (TheArcanneVoid)
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
29 Mar 2020
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Mythical creatures have been hunted for their quintessence to the point of extinction. Now people are searching desperately to find a way to make their reserves last. What happens when Keith meets a young dancer With glowing eyes and a smile that could kill an army, and what happens when Zarkon finds him.
*currently on hiatus while being rewritten*