sparrowpassing
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After narrowly escaping an assassination attempt ordered by his own father, Prince Scott has a plan. He's going to cross the continent, from Rielle to Prismen, and seek refuge with his friend, Queen Lizzie. With only a few pieces of jewelry to trade and the smallest bit of magic inherited from his mother, the journey won't be easy—especially seeing as his last surviving guard, Jimmy, seems pretty determined to get himself killed in the process.
If they can outrun the bandits on their trail, they may be able to draw the continent back from the brink of war. But with rumors of the four Saints walking the continent again, their world may still find itself on the precipice of change.
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Fifteen years after the end of the world, Scar has settled down. He's carved out a space for himself, collected enough resources to live comfortably, and has the rest of his life to build something beautiful. Here's hoping he has enough time to before his MedSystem clogs itself with bloatware and takes him down with it.
Fifteen years after the end of the world, Mumbo is still wandering. Every day is a toil to find food, find water, find shelter, and not get killed by monsters. It's a constant struggle to stay alive, but as long as he keeps moving, his past can't catch up to him.
Fifteen years after the end of the world, someone has stuck around. He should have left with the rest of his kind, but something made him stay. Now he's watching the remaining humans live in the world they've broken. And if he becomes a little fond of a few in particular...
Well. He's never been very good at staying impartial.
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Just up the coast from a small fishing village, a young woman lives in a cabin on the rocks. Small and unassuming, with hair like fire and eyes as deep as the sea itself, she spends her days fishing and carving bits of driftwood. She smiles when you speak to her, always friendly, always sweet. But look closely and you'll see saltwater pool in her footsteps, a gentle rage storming behind those eyes. The years never change her. She never leaves.
But sometimes, only sometimes, a visitor comes through town. Heavy boots, flighty gaze, a leather brown case that always drips. She's been many places, seen many things, but for some reason she always comes back. Passing through the village without a word and up to that little cabin on the rocks.
Whether the sea calms or storms in the days following, one can't be certain. But the townsfolk know it's best to leave them be.
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a taste that lingers by sparrowpassing for Bee_4
Fandoms: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
06 Apr 2024
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One moment, Scott is dying. And then suddenly, he isn't.
He's lying on the ground, curled on his side in some base instinct to protect soft, vulnerable organs. The stone is cold beneath his shoulder. The inside of his mouth tastes sickly sweet and tacky with it. He moves his arm and knocks an empty bottle, tipping it over and sending it rolling across the floor. His whole body is shaking, shuddering with the aftershocks of phantom pain.
Nothing hurts.
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A supposition of what might have happened after "how to growl and bare your teeth" by Odaigahara
Written for MCYT Recursive Exchange 2024
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Muse shifted, hands in his pockets. When he spoke again, the lightness in his voice suddenly felt sickly.
"You're one to talk," he said, and Tommy could hear the danger underlying his lilting words. "I saw what you had in your pockets. Are you playing Robin Hood, then? Steal from the rich and give to the poor? Or are you just a petty thief who beats up thugs to placate his own conscience?"
Tommy glowered.
"You know nothing about me."
Tommy needs to fly, Ranboo needs to provide, and Tubbo needs both of them to stop giving him a heart attack damnit. Meanwhile, Wilbur is not distracted from his job as a hero by a scrappy vigilante who won't stop running his mouth, thank you very much, Technoblade.
*This fic is completed and currently updating every other day. :)
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Karkat Vantas has escaped Alternia, and landed himself in a brand new problem. To pay his way to Earth, he takes a contract with the Undying Umbra as an assassin and wetwork generalist.
With a pricetag assigned to his life, Karkat assumes he just has to work his way out. Day by day, job by job, he's going to claw his way out from Under The Table.
Then: He meets his handler, Dave Strider.
And things get complicated. Like, really fucking complicated.
NOW COMPLETE!
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“The Angel of Death, the ferryman of the Styx, the terror of the western seas. One of the most feared captains ever to sail, and yet, I have to wonder… how did a man like you end up all on his own? We searched the area where you were found—not another soul in sight. So,” He fixes him with a long look, allowing the silence to hover like a dark cloud, the words rolling off of his tongue with all the venom and smugness he can muster, “—tell me, Philza. Where is your crew?”
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OR: Technoblade is a naval captain, and Phil his unwilling prisoner. Somehow, they manage to come out of it as friends in the end.
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- Part 2 of here's a health to the company
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The story does not truly start here.
No fairytales ever do– no, stories like these often begin in simpler places. Simpler stories, ones that belong to the people and not the kings. Stories that are told around campfires, told around the butter churn and whispered around hearths. Stories told to children as they’re tucked into bed, gentle warm hands soothing their brows and speaking with low tones as they relay the stories of grandeur and magic. Fairytales are often piled upon– one magic spell becomes two. A mother changes the prince’s name to her own dear son. Tommy was once told stories like these.
(or, the high-fantasy royalty AU starring Tommyinnit as one child king, the Empire as his opponent, and so many politics.)
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- Part 1 of cataclysm
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Now this is the Law of the Jungle — as old and as true as the sky; and the wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die.
As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back — for the strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack.- Rudyard Kipling
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Sam has - left. Left the Prison, left the SMP, Dream on his heels and the unknown wilds before him. And - it's fine. Good, even. He's happier than he's been in a long time, even with death drawn close around him.
And then -
And then the forest opens up in front of him, and he's - someplace else. Somewhere new, with new dangers, and potential allies, and -
And a home, if he wants it.
He just has to reach out and take it.
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The Admin sinks to one knee. “What are you doing?” Xelqua demands before he can stop himself, voice cracking.
“Well,” a voice comes from The Admin, and it is… it is not weird, but it is, and Xelqua can not describe how - just that it sends another shiver down his spine. “You don’t exactly look happy, and I’m afraid that may have something to do with me.”
It does. “That doesn’t exactly explain your… Everything.”
“No use in intimidating you, friend.”
Or: 5 times Grian meets a Hermit, and one time they already knew one another.
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- Part 1 of Home, Home Again