conkopodwii
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There is a sword on their kitchen table.
In Casey’s opinion, it doesn’t look like much from inside the scabbard that it was buried with: a simple leather-wrapped handle with a worn grip, a cross-guard chipped at the edges, and a plain pommel at the grip’s end. Nothing more, nothing less—the pommel doesn’t even have a fancy gem. It’s altogether boring, in her opinion.
If it was ever something to behold, Casey is sure that its time has passed. The look on Ollie’s face as he circles the table, and the muck from the river that still clings to it, seem to show a similar sentiment.
“Whatcha thinkin’, kid?” she asks after a moment. Ollie hums but says nothing. His eyes remain locked on the sword in some unspoken battle, his jaw set so tightly all of a sudden that Casey wonders if he’s ever going to say anything back. She speaks up again when she eyes the way his nails anxiously dig into the palms of his skin. “Kid?”
“I think we should unsheathe it," Ollie says hesitantly.
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works to be held within a rusted shed by conkopodwii
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
08 May 2022
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Today, Phil and Tommy are making soup. Something simple, with a thick broth, fresh greens, and a few potatoes. He thinks that sounds about right. Tommy’s forgotten more than half of it, words lost along the path here.
They haven’t made up with one another, he and Phil. Haven’t sat down and had one of those much-needed one-on-one talks yet—at least, not fully—but this, Tommy thinks, is a welcome start. A real start. It will take a bit more than some whispered words of forgiveness in the snow for things to truly pass between the two, and for now, that’s okay. Today, it can wait. Any chips left on cold shoulders melt away in the kitchen, eaten up by the sunlight pouring in from the windows as it sinks below the horizon. In their place: the warmth of a homemade meal coming to a boil, from a recipe Phil has kept with him for generations, just like the old fuck that he is. Ancient bastard.
(OR: A collection of my primarily SBI-centric incomplete/abandoned wips and writing doodles, for your enjoyment.)
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800 Pandora Lane.
Two stories of solid oak and crumbling cobblestone reach towards the sky like an omen, tucked away into a small clearing down an old, dusty road, just a little ways into the woods just outside of town. From inside the car, Wilbur can spot potted flowers hanging from the windows just below where faux shutters hang open—the windows themselves stretching nearly floor-to-ceiling in the front of the house, a nice reflective tint warding off any prying neighbors’ eyes. Past the music from the radio and the white noise of his AC, faintly, so faintly, he can make out the sound of birds chirping from the trees outside. Some bathe in the birdbath in the front yard’s garden.
Sure enough, it all checks. This is the place. Already, he can imagine that it will take some getting used to. (At the very least, the place appears to be a pretty omen. He’ll give it that.)
(OR: Wilbur, home from college for the summer, finds a place to stay in a cabin in the woods. It would seem that he is not the only resident to be seen.)
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i will render vengeance to mine enemies (and will reward them that hate me) by conkopodwii, hoorayy, thanotaphobia (blue000jay)
Fandoms: Dream SMP
24 Jan 2022
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Something cuts through the worry in his gut, the tension in the air snapping. A scream.
(or, a follow up to "exodus" in which Philza Minecraft deals with the aftermath of his mercy, and so begins a Chain of Events.)
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- Part 2 of monster of the week
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Angel - new update on the case you’ve been working on. We’ve got a tip on a location. Sending you the address now.
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Phil gets a tip on the monster he's been hunting. But things can never go smoothly for him, can they?Series
- Part 1 of monster of the week
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fensandmarshes's #ITPE Gifts 2021 by aetherpunk, bryophyte, conkopodwii, diapason, downthedarkpath, Everwizard, fensandmarshes, fensandpodfic (fensandmarshes), imissmycatsface
Fandom Dream SMP
04 Dec 2021
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monster of the week by conkopodwii, hoorayy, thanotaphobia (blue000jay)
Fandom Dream SMP
12 Aug 2022
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When Philza Minecraft - otherwise known as Angel, one of the most skilled monster hunters of the century - finds a teenager with strange and deadly powers, it starts off a chain of events that lead to him questioning his career, the agency he works for, and what monsters really look like.
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you believe me like a god (i destroy you like i am) by thcscus (blujamas)
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
20 Dec 2023
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When he looks at you again, you almost mistake the look on his face for sincerity. “I may be a heathen, sweetheart, but I think I know exactly what you need.”
“Oh?” You almost smile. “And what do I need, Astarion?”
“A change of faith.”
You laugh lightly at that. “And which god do you propose I worship instead?”
“Not a god,” he says, with that wicked smile that tempted so many people to their graves. You understand them all now.
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Or, Tav falls first and falls harder, and Astarion doesn't fall at all.
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21 Dec 2023
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sad, sappy (blood)sucker by allieae
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
10 Dec 2022
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“He got hurt,” Tommy confesses brokenly, eyes shining. He angrily swipes the side of his hand across his cheek, but Phil has already seen the tears. “They hurt him, and– and I can’t fix it.”
A plea shatters across his face, begging and begging.
“You can fix him,” the fledgeling sniffles. “That’s what everyone says. Vampire blood is magic.”
“Little one,” Phil begins softly, straining forward in his chains. He doesn’t have a heartbeat, but pity pangs so strongly inside of him that it feels like one. “I can only- I can try."
-Tommy traps a vampire in order to save his brother. Phil is never one to pass up an opportunity to expand his coven - even an unusual one. (ft. vampire!phil treating an abduction as a bonding experience.)
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22 Nov 2023
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Day 1: Eret & Wilbur, Childhood Friends.
Song Prompt: Mykonos - Fleet FoxesWhen he was little, Wilbur had this friend.
He lived next door and had two older siblings, and he wanted to be a mapmaker when he grew up. He’d always sound the word out, every single syllable: car-tog-ra-pher. That was when they were little, though. By the time they were ten, he could say the word without a problem.
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- Part 1 of Eret Appreciation Event 2023 Fills
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every dying moment by thanotaphobia (blue000jay) for silvertongue (goldeye)
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF
26 Sep 2022
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“What is it?” Phil asks again, and Techno rounds the horse towards the dark bundles on its back. He reaches up, finding rough rope tying the fabric to the saddle, and so he quickly pulls out a knife and slashes through it. He isn’t accounting for the bundle of weight that comes with the action, and before he can catch it, one of the bundles slips, sliding right off the edge of the saddle and off of the horse entirely. It lands in the snow with a heavy thud and Techno steps back, the blankets come loose from the package as it fell, and–
Hair, golden-bright in the candlelight catches his eye.
“Oh lady,” Phil says, sounding mildly horrified as he finally steps out to join Techno in the snow. He kneels by the fallen bundle– dragging away the blankets from the face of a young-looking boy, eyes closed and lips blue. “It’s a child.”
(or, Phil and Techno thought they'd escaped people in general. They were wrong.)
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- Part 33 of drabbles
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02 Sep 2022
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“Redwood trees were all around L’manberg,” Tommy says out of the blue, one day.
He doesn’t seem like he’s done, so Phil lets him talk.
“They’re huge. Wil told us that they were the tallest trees in the world, and the oldest, too. They live for hundreds and thousands of years. We used them as protection, when we had just started. Kept us hidden from people we didn’t want all up in our business, y’know? Didn’t work as much once we got bigger and those walls got built, but it was nice. Me and Tubbo used to climb them, like—making a contest of who could go higher. I always won, of course,” he adds, as if by habit.