TobBEE
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The only thing to show for his monster heritage, are the two fluffy golden wings on his back.
And it's a huge deal in itself, of course, but now it's even more humongous of a deal. He's not in the Essempi, there's no Dream to protect him from the wrath of The Angel of Death for having wings like him. Tommy's scared to think about what will happen when the monster realizes that there's one more of his kind left, that he failed to eradicate all of his race. Will he feel so much rage that he will rip them out himself? Even though he isn't the biggest fan of his appendages, he would still prefer to leave the honours to Dream. At least from him, that would be an act of kindness.
He'll just have to pray to Prime that Dream was right, that they will take their sweet time toying with him, that the plan will go into action and that he will eventually get rescued.
But, as his Regent and dearest friend Dream said, Tommy was always an optimist...
/aka fantasy and kind of mediaeval royalty au with 3/4 SBI as the rulers of the Antarctic Empire and Tommy as the prince of the enemy kingdom and their peace offering. Rocky start, betrayals, very bad politics and royal (pun not intended) fuck ups.
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Was it you 'mid the fire and the ember? by TobBEE
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Dream SMP
07 Jan 2024
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"The firefighters will be here soon, but we have a few minutes. Let's check it out." Lethe didn't say anything but seemed to agree with him as he stepped closer to the burning building. As they came closer and closer to the flames, they began to hear a weird noise coming from the shop. Tommy knew this noise, but he couldn't quite place it from where. It was ringing some bells deep inside his mind and he felt like his head was spinning. He heard that noise once, a very long time ago.
There was a bomb in this building.
There was a sudden loud noise that he could hear only for a minute, the rest was just a constant ringing in his ears. He felt the debris cut his hoodie and skin. Then, he felt something touching his hand.
For a moment he couldn't understand what was happening, he felt like he was going to be sick. Then, he was laying on something cold, with pebbles and dirt digging into the already damaged skin on his arms.
Or the ordinary found family/vigilante fic with vigilante bench trio and heroes SBI.
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i'm his father and you're his brother (we are not family) by EchoandFeather
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
07 Jul 2023
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“Wilbur?” The boy asks softly, eyes stuck on Wilbur's corpse before flicking up to Phil's. “You killed him!” He accuses, voice already wet and cracking, and Phil lowers his sword, sighing.
Phil runs a hand through his hair tiredly, wincing at the red stain on his hands, because how can he explain to a teenager the weight of hearing your own child, your flesh and blood, ask to die as if it is the only thing keeping them alive? How can he explain that all a parent wants is to give their child whatever they ask for? How can he explain that Phil could barely even recognize his son in the man that pleaded for death? He can’t, and so instead all he says, tired and just a bit broken, is, “I’m Wilbur’s father.”
The boy clenches his fists and flashes his braces. “And I’m Wilbur’s brother.” He snarls, and Phil has just a second to process the absurdity of that statement, before the kid takes a step forward, brings back his fist, and punches Phil straight on the nose.
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Phil and Tommy have never even met each other and have nothing in common, aside from their blonde hair and blue eyes and pale skin, and the fact that a dead man calls them both family.It's complicated.
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02 Feb 2025
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It’s his instincts and his voices who wake him up, as they are screaming wrong wrong wrong.
He is not alone.
There is a creature in his room. Techno blinks at the figure sitting on top of his blankets, right on the foot of his bed. It is still, and does not move.
“Did you break into my house to get away from the cold?” Techno asks.
The creature says nothing. It only pulls one of the blankets at the end of Techno’s bed closer to itself.
“Well if you’re gonna stay at least take another blanket,” Techno grumbles.
Techno doesn't expect for his hibernation to be interrupted by a strange creature who breaks into his house. He decides to let it stay. Throughout the winter, the creature wakes him up in intermissions until spring. Inviting them to stay turns out to be one of the best decisions he made.
Or, how Technoblade accidently befriends and adopts what he believes to be some sort of demon that visits in his sleep, but is actually just a curious shapeshifting child.
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- Part 17 of a kaleidoscope of memories (mcyt fics)
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01 Jun 2024
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”Did you kill someone?” Wilbur asked, before immediately following up with- “No, you didn’t. You’re, like, twelve.”
“Eighteen.” A lie, of course— Tommy was sixteen. Theseus Inne, however, was eighteen. Wilbur didn’t have to know that.
”Was it aggravated assault? Aiding and abetting slash accessory? Arson? Assault slash battery? Attempted mur-“
”Are you listing crimes off in alphabetical order?!” Tommy finally turned to glare at the man, who only wore a mischievous grin that made him want to punch him a second time.
”Maybe.”
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or: benchtrio + sbi steampunk/dystopian/cyberpunk au
permanently suspended and discontinued due to recent events.Bookmarked by TobBEE
23 Feb 2024
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Now, Techno had two options. He could roll down the window and see what the kid wanted, or he could unpark the car and drive home where he didn’t have to deal with anybody. The latter was favorable, but the former was probably the option he should go with. He was not at all in the mood to talk to people, his head was pounding and the world was shaking beneath his feet. Talking to some random kid he didn’t know was the very last on his to-do list at the moment. With a sigh, Techno rolled his window down and sent the kid the most annoyed glare that he could muster.
“Do you need something?” Techno asked. He was so tired, sick of the suit he was wearing, and he wanted to go home.
“Hi, uh, sorry for, like, chasing you down, but I noticed you were leaving before I got a chance to speak to you.” The boy spoke quickly, only pausing to take a shaky breath in. “You knew Wil, right?”
No. He was just at Wilbur Soot’s funeral but he had never met the guy. It was a pastime of his, to crash funerals.
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- Part 1 of You
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28 May 2023
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He knew he wasn't normal. Far from it. He was many things. An ability user, a terrorist, a manager, a tool. But most of all he was tired. Tired from always having to hide. Tired from always having his guard up. Tired from constantly being used. Tired of not being treated like a human. And now it was over. His captives no longer held his chains. But how does one who has never interacted with a normal human being try to pose as an ordinary man?
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A character study of Sigma and how he would act if the Decay of Angles crumbled.
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12 Mar 2023