14 Works by ghostbandaids
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always fumbling your name by ghostbandaids
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
10 Dec 2025
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“I should go,” Shane choked out, pushing himself off the couch. Ilya sat up, brow furrowed. And then — rather than breaking promises to himself like he had for the past six years — Shane forced himself to follow through as he gathered his clothes from their crumpled pile on the floor.
“We can’t … I don’t think I can do this anymore.”
Shane ended things in Boston. The universe had other plans.
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He is dirt.
He is dirt and then he is not dirt. He is dirt and then he is sucking in a breath of roots and grass, feeling the beat of something—something that either is a heart or is masquerading as one—inside his chest. He is dirt and then, suddenly, he is not. He is electrified, jumpstarted.
“Fuck,” he mutters. “What the fuck?”
After all this time, the last thing that Tommy expected was to be alive again.
Wilbur and Technoblade are deeper than they should be into magic they don't quite understand. Techno has a secret. Phil is a professor trying to keep his family safe and keep them from failing his Latin class. Ranboo is worried that he's losing himself; Tubbo is worried that he's losing Ranboo. And Tommy—well, Tommy's been dead for twenty years, but he's not dead anymore...
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“What is that?” Wilbur asks, nodding to whatever intricate thing Tubbo is assembling. There’s already a stack of them in a glass case across the room, but he doesn’t see any immediate use for them, only knows that there must be one. Every twist of Tubbo’s fingers is calculated.
“They’re pieces,” Tubbo answers tersely.
“For?” Wilbur asks, nearly missing the days when Tubbo clung to his leg and never closed his mouth, yelling excitedly about the trees he was going to climb and the mobs he was going to slay, words so easy to coax that they didn’t seem worth anything at the time.
Tubbo hesitates for a beat of silence before answering. “Nukes.”
A discussion of similarities and explosions.
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In his bones, the ache of loneliness has set in. Worse than that, the seatbelt digs into his ribs and one of his arms is twisted uncomfortably. Broken, maybe. The ship has realigned, and he can hear the dinging warning of oxygen leaks and damage, flashing red lights, but he lets his head drop to his chest. He closes his eyes.
Tommy is alone.
Floating in the middle of space as his water supply runs out is the last place that Tommy wants to be, but he's resigned to the fact that it might be his fate. That is, until a ship finally picks up on his transmissions...
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Case 0210512 by ghostbandaids
Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast), Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF
17 Apr 2021
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Statement of Tommyinnit, regarding a series of encounters with the supernatural entity assumed to be SBI. Original statement given May 12, 2021. Audio recorded directly from subject.
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sometimes solace is an (ex)anarchist pig and a dude with wings by ghostbandaids
Fandoms: Dream SMP
07 Mar 2021
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“Why?” Tommy whispered. “Why put all this effort into keeping me alive?”
“Do you remember when I asked if you wanted to be the hero, told you to die like one?” Technoblade asked.
Tommy nodded.
“You deserved better than that,” Techno said, fingers tight around the handle of his mug, knuckles white. “That wouldn’t have been the death of a hero.”
Tommy doesn't die. Instead, he wakes up in Technoblade's cabin.
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Wilbur takes a couple of steps before he starts running, reaching Tommy and pulling him into a hug; Tommy realizes that he’s missed this Wilbur, the Wilbur that practiced aiming a training bow with him, not the Wilbur that forgot how to be himself or the Ghostbur that forgot everything.
The afterlife has granted them the kindness of a hug that feels real, warm, even if they’re both dead.
“Why?” Wilbur whispers into his shoulder. “Why now? Why couldn’t you wait?”
“I didn’t really get a choice,” Tommy answers. “I always said that I would be just like you, you know. Look at us now.”
Tommy's always wanted to be just like Wilbur, but it takes dying for him to succeed.
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Tommyinnit was going to be a rock star.
Well, Tommyinnit was going to be a rock star once he mastered basic chord progression. He could do it. He could. He just needed more practice.
“Wilbur,” he groaned, flopping onto his bed. “My fingers really fucking hurt.”
“Poor Tommy,” Wilbur replied over the call they’d been in for hours, voice too consoling to be genuine. “Poor, injured, Toms. You’re never going to recover from this one.”
Tommy learns how to play the guitar and creates an anonymous account to post his music on, but when you have hundreds of thousands of viewers, nothing stays secret for long...
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heart-shaped pancakes and forehead kisses by ghostbandaids for ChaoticMajor
Fandoms: Dream SMP
14 Feb 2021
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Golden light from the morning sun drifted over them, and for a second, Quackity let the constant stream of words from his mouth slow. Sapnap and Karl, sitting at his little wooden table in their ratty sleep-shirts and unbrushed hair, were probably the most beautiful things he’d ever seen.
And they were his.
The morning routine of Quackity, Sapnap, and Karl (aka obligatory valentine's day fluff)
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Tubbo pressed the disc into the jukebox and the familiar music started to play. The music of sunsets and friendships, apologies and hope. The music that they’d fought for. And the bench — the bench that had been theirs in a way that nothing else had truly been, the bench that had survived wars, outlived people.
“I wonder why I've never come here before,” not-really-Tommy said. “It’s nice.”
“It is,” Tubbo replied, tears running down his face. “It’s a special place.”
Tommy comes back with only bad memories, Tubbo almost wishes he could forget when things were good.
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Next to Wilbur’s elbow, one of the candle flames started to grow in size and stretch, almost curiously, towards him. Tommy’s eyes widened and he snapped his fingers together. Like a chastened pet, the fire shrunk back to a manageable size
“Maybe I should put those out,” Tommy said quickly. “It’s windy.”
Outside, the air was heavy and the leaves in the trees hung listlessly.
Tommy is busy trying to save the city, and Wilbur is just trying to figure out what’s going on and why Tommy keeps giving him crystals and using all the salt to make protection runes around the house.
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won't you open up the sunroof (in my head) by ghostbandaids
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Dream SMP
18 Jan 2021
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In a world where you can hear whatever your soulmate sings, it can be pretty hard to get work done. Or focus. Or fall asleep.
But it’s not all bad.
Aka: 5 times that the sbi soulmates were annoyed and one time they weren’t (except the entire fic is horrendously fluffy and on the verge of a crackfic)
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It hurt. It hurt so bad that he wondered how he wasn’t dead already. A voice in the back of his head told him that he hadn’t lost enough blood.He wanted to burn. He wanted to be ashes. He wanted it to all go away.
A wingfic where phoenixes are held captive, and Tommy is one. He's almost given up hope when he finds the people that might become his family, the people who might be able to save him.
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When Tommy was hungry, he would crouch in the underbrush and wait for a rabbit to come by, shooting it with an arrow before spitting it over a small campfire.
When he was tired, he would rest against a tree or maybe climb into one for the night.
When he was lonely or scared or sad, he had no solution. Walking through the forest alone was better than being tortured by Dream, better than a pool of lava or a tall tower of dirt blocks, he reasoned. And he was only a temporary forest-man. Still, the quiet grated on his ears.
An AU in which Tommy runs away from not only Dream but the entire SMP, finding a new life and peace (and maybe an orphan who needs a home). When he's forced out of hiding seven years later, he's a changed man