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“And your name?” The fae asks, a hand held out, his voice so kind and sweet that Tommy nearly forgets himself, forgets the warnings he’s been given.
He opens his mouth to answer, then shuts it just as quickly.
“Uh.” Tommy says, like a fool. Now that was close. Too close.
(Or, a story in which Tommy has always been too curious for his own good.)
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“His Majesty is sending us some hunting dogs?” One of the men of Wil's group asks, similarly uncertain as to how they should take that sort of information. The king has no lack of resources to give, and any help would be desirable, when so far from the capital.
One of the other soldiers gave a small snort, scrunching his nose up. “They’re not proper dogs.” He corrects. “It’s the man-beasts. His creatures that go from man to wolf on a whim.”
Oh, Wilbur thinks, realizing it properly. The hounds of the king.
Werewolves.
(AU were Wilbur is a forced soldier who comes across the king's royal hounds. They're perhaps a bit more similar than they both think.)
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“Tommy?” The man says, his hand still wrapped around Tommy’s wrist, and Tommy falters, whipping his head around. “Are you- Is it really-?”
Tommy blinks. Stares. Squints a little.
At the back of his mind, it sinks in that this is a familiar face, a friend.
Who Tommy met two hundred years ago.
(Or, SBI are immortals just having a life, and Tommy is a time traveler who’s been wandering for quite a while.)
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Society as a whole has been dead for over three years now, and zombies and survivors alike trample over its corpse in an effort to keep moving through the world.
Wilbur still thinks of his brother sometimes, and hopes that he’s still alive, somewhere out there. Hopes that they’ll be able to meet again, some distant day.
The day is today, and it's not like how Wilbur hoped for.
(Zombie apocalypse au + some twinsduo angst)
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The king’s summoning arrives on a quiet, warm morning.
Phil wakes up to the knock of royal guards at his door, towering, armored figures draped in the colors of the crown, their expressions giving nothing as they deliver a letter to his waiting hand.
They tell him that King Technoblade awaits him at the castle of the capital, that a carriage is arranged, and that his presence is expected within the week.
Phil leaves his home, an empty house that is a decade lived in, on a quiet, warm afternoon.
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In which Technoblade is a warlord/world conqueror without a heart. It’s ok though, Tommy will be his heart.
(Or AU in which Techno is taking over the world and he takes Tommy as heir with the intention of using him as a way to win over the realm. Thing is his plan works a little too well because even he ends up loving Tommy too.)
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In an AU where eldritch beings naturally roam doing whatever they like, Dial Up is a collection of horror fics that show the side effects of being the main character in a horror genre. (Lmao)
Fics are put in chronological order, as there is a timeline. Disclaimer for dark tones and unsettling imagery, bc, well. Horror. hehe
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In which Twinduo can share thoughts and emotions. They've learnt how to block eachother off and gain privacy, but with the struggles of l'manburg, Wilbur forgets, and Technoblade is insistent on keeping Wilbur close.
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Techno put everything into his job at the SCP Foundation, but everything went wrong when the monsters he was protecting the world from broke free of their cells.
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16 Aug 2020
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Before his duel with Dream, Tommy prayed. Tubbo found him kneeling on the path, hands crossed over his chest and resting on his shoulders, whispering to Prime, praying to win.
Tubbo sat down next to him. He always wondered how Tommy still had the energy to speak, still had that kind of stamina left inside, after losing a life not a day earlier. It took Tubbo days to stop feeling like his bones were made of rot. "Lady, master of my soul," Tommy whispered, "I kneel at your feet and ask for protection from evil. Save my spirit, if not my life, so I may continue to serve you after I am gone from this Earth, forever after."
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They'll bury Tommy in the back of the Holy Land and, somehow, it will have to be enough.
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- Part 1 of as though he could harness the sun
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04 Mar 2021
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Wilbur. Technoblade. Tommy.
Phil watches them all die.or, 3 times Phil's sons die, and one time they didn't.
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26 Apr 2021
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Beware, For I Am Fearless by itsultraviolet
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
24 Feb 2022
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(A continuation of Of Wilder Things)
Not much in Phil’s life changes after the ceremony. He sits on his balcony with the birds, chases Tommy in the meadow, takes up gardening with Techno, watches as Wilbur sings a lullaby to make sunflowers grow higher than trees. It’s all very sweet and makes the once deadly and terrifying forest ring with loud peals of laughter.
And then he finds the wanted poster.
Or: 4 times that Phil is protected, and 1 time he protects someone else
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- Part 2 of and the goddess said let there be chaos
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09 Mar 2022
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only child of the universe by Anonymous
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
31 Aug 2021
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“Empire,” the King’s Advisor repeats. His projected reflection shifts, and Wilbur rolls his eyes. “I stand before you today on the King’s behalf. I am to deliver a message.”
“Tell him to fuckin’ make it himself, then,” someone shouts, and the crowd murmurs. Wilbur hides his smile in the collar of his coat.
“I am to deliver a message,” the Advisor says again, looking down at the tablet in his hands. “’To the people of my land, I ask for your for help. Tomorrow afternoon, the Palace gates will open, and anyone with the capabilities I require for a quest of this magnitude will be invited in. I am calling upon all residents of the Empire, please – ‘“
Wilbur doesn’t even bother to hide his laugh. He shakes his head. I gave up an extra hour of sleep for this? he thinks, shouldering his way back through the crowd. Nobody gives him a second glance; half the people are already leaving. A mix of dejection and annoyance hangs in the air. Fucking tosspot. Piece of shit –
“ – citizens are chosen for the quest will be compensated heavily,’” the Advisor reads. Wilbur stops.
“You could do with the money,” Dream had said.
Chekhov, is all Wilbur thinks.
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09 Mar 2022