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They were his family.
In which one man leaves his dream job and learns that taking care of three monster children may be better than anything else he could ever ask for.
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09 Sep 2021
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[[This fic has been discontinued, but the final chapter includes a planned plot summary]]
“Oh, that did something, what did’ya do?”
“Pressed the off button, best to make sure it didn’t turn on while we were in here.” Tubbo replied.
“Ah, good call, Tubb-so. When you pushed it, this little light here came on.” He gestured to said light, a small yellow spot in the dark of the compartment. They continued to discuss, but Ranboo tuned it out.Standing above them in that tunnel, something felt… wrong.
There was a spark to the air, a pressure that wasn’t there a moment earlier.
He felt a buzzing from somewhere deep within his bones, building, growing, and screaming that this wasn’t a place they should be.
Or: Ranboo, Tubbo, and Tommy learn why you don't mess with things in the lab. (Danny phantom AU)
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29 Aug 2021
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It’s been eight months since George and Dream lost contact. Too many fans, too many edits, too many shrines and brand deals and people with wide eyes, looking into their souls with the expectation of perfection and paragons of human existence and finding something more real, less pretty. Too much to handle.
Chelsea Hodson once said that suffering feels religious if you do it right. Dream can’t remember the last time he was happy. He doesn’t want to.
There’s a kind of comfort in the sizzling sadness that bares its teeth and bites. There’s a kind of comfort in George’s face that he can’t find in humans or edits or shrines, something ungodly and religious. The kind of comfort that only poems and music and promises of "I’ll always be here" and "I wanna be yours" and "If my wishes came true, it would've been you."
It’s been eight months since George and Dream lost contact and it’s been two minutes since Dream saw his face on a dimly lit screen and realized that Chelsea Hodson was right.
Inspired by Taylor Swift's "Folklore" and "Evermore".
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27 Aug 2021
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He is the End Prince, and he sits atop his throne. The cities call out his name. The Dragon awaits his call.
He is the End Prince, and a crown of crystals sits atop his head. His wings are patterned with delicate purple, symbolising the eyes of his people and of who he is.
"...hello?"
"Hello," breathes the End Prince.
[this fic revolves around CHARACTERS from the DSMP, and not the content creators themselves. Relationships portrayed are all PLATONIC]
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- Part 1 of cardinal winds
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27 Aug 2021
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“You know, you might be the only thing alive that knows my name. I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping, but it must have been long enough for people to have forgotten.” The stag finished the last of the berries and stared at George wonderingly. George chuckled, plucked another handful to offer to it, and continued, “I’d gone to sleep tired. And I wake up tired. Tell me, do you think that’s fair?”
The stag, because it was a stag, did not reply.
But George didn’t mind that, either.
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Or, that fic about passerine!Dream Team, but before passerine.
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13 Jul 2021