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Wilbur's an orphan waiting for his life to begin with a family he's been waiting for forever, but what happens when a certain group of fae begin to harass him?
Rewrite of my story 'In My Dreams'
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- Part 2 of The Fae Chronicles
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Once Wilbur and Techno left, Phil shot Puffy a concerned look.
"Something is seriously wrong there."
"Maybe they're just nervous."
"Those black-eyes don't come from ballet, Puff." Phil insisted. Puffy bit her lip. He was right.OR
Wilbur and Techno are ballet prodigies living in an abusive home. They meet Phil, healing ensues.
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Be Nice To Me by PolynomialPandemic for orange-axolotl (CaptainKaysno)
Fandoms: Dream SMP
01 Feb 2023
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The footage is grainy, and there’s no audio, but it’s a sign of life after months, and that’s something. That has to be something.
It’s Wilbur, of course. He’d recognize Wilbur anywhere. But he’s just… staring. Staring at the wall, blinking slowly. Techno counts the blinks, counts the beats of his heart, and hopes for a message that isn’t there.
For the Wilbur that stood proud on national television, broadcasting secret codes to the rebels all over the country.
Wilbur isn't broadcasting anything now.
The video loops, and loops, and Techno watches. Each time he counts the blinks, he hopes for a different answer.
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The capitol caught Wilbur communicating with the rebels.
The procedure was supposed to make him more.... compliant.
He wasn't supposed to break.The rest of the rebellion tries to pick up the pieces
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The Advent had happened years ago, when regular people started developing abilities akin to those of fictional superheroes. It was fine at first, the odd person here and there being able to do something that a regular human shouldn’t probably be able to. Those people quickly rose to fame, the first few, the new breed of human or some shit.
But then it kept spreading.
More and more people developed superpowers, and more and more people took advantage of that. No enforcement system was equipped to deal with criminals who could light an entire building aflame with the snap of a finger, no government knew how to deal with a group of wronguns who could change their forms whenever they pleased.
---the world isn't ready for superheroes yet
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a safe place to lay your heart down by overjoyedflowers for gh0stneon
Fandoms: Dream SMP
01 Feb 2023
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title (and fic) inspired by the song BREAKFAST by half·alive
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Wilbur’s learned not to put so much care into what happens in these walls, it’s a free for all anyway when it comes to bell chimes and cheery newcomers who walk through the Orphanage’s doors.
However, when he hears a scream echo down the halls one day - in particular, a high pitched scream that resonates with that of a child painfully too young to be subjected to the horrors here - his alert is instantly heightened, and he breaks his only rule.
What he doesn't expect to come from this sporadic act of heroism is to be insulted by a kid half his size and with a dumb Darth Vader plaster on his face.
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OR: the L'mantrio foster found family long-fic in which everyone is a little bit traumatised, but will help each other learn to love again in response.
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Here, Here's the song that perfectly fits this
https://open.spotify.com/track/2DvvHYx7r4URFSO9bSLsAF?si=ed94fd29c76f4745(I'm part of a traumagenic system, and these are *MY* memories, from my source, which was a thing a system member wrote, a long time ago.)
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Tommy falls in love with Wilbur and decides to live with him, but tubbo finds outSummary 2:
Noncebur decides to corrupt a lovely little flower, but ends up hurtSummary 3:
Tommy decides to talk to Tubbo about his feelings for Wilbur, but tubbo decides to ruin their relationship, by going too far. -
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The guard stared at him for a moment, blue eyes blown wide behind his mask.
It was then the Pythia looked down at the hand outstretched between them. The prosthetic was made of intricately carved metal, covered in vines and flowers twisting together with the shimmer of enchantments reflecting in the purple glow.
And although the guard’s sleeve was covering his wrist, he knew that in the place where metal met flesh, there was a pair of dark angel wings tattooed on his skin.
He was right. This wasn’t a real guard.
This was a Deathling.
or, Wilbur is an oracle known as the Pythia, chosen to receive dreams of the future from the goddess Clara. One day, he receives a dream warning him that during a ball Emperor Schlatt is hosting, the Deathlings—terrorists who worship the goddess of Death—will launch an attack. When his warning goes ignored, he knows there's going to be consequences.
He doesn't expect one of those consequences to include him getting kidnapped by a teenager.
aka, a cyberpunk fantasy fusion au with lots of religious trauma
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- Part 2 of sleepyhead
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Tell them ‘I’m worried’
Tell them ‘Please tell me what’s wrong’
Tell them ‘I’ll be strong for you, if you need me to’
And remember that it’s ok to cry, whoever you are and wherever you come from.
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- Part 2 of They just want to heal
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I.The stalactites keep dripping. You cannot sleep. Those two facts are intertwined, despite the fact you cannot admit it.
You swear you can hear the water collecting itself on the rock, twisting and trickling like a creek does, like the way whispers trickle into ears, insidiously and just loud enough for you to hear. Every time the water drops another centimeter, you can feel the way the ceiling is pulled alongside with it.
You know it will fall, that it will bury you eventually. This place has been a crypt since the moment you, a dead man walking, decided to enter. It’s only a matter of when.
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Quackity looked at the bouquet inquisitively. Wilbur could see his eye wandering from him to flowers and then back and forth again. He could hear Quackity thinking. It was nice to know some things about Q hadn’t changed. It was reassuring to know he wasn’t standing beside a total stranger.
“You hate them,” Wilbur guessed.
“I- I don’t hate them,” Q responded. He eyed the roses with an expression Wilbur couldn’t identify.
“You hesitated.”
Q bit his lip. His fingers clenched around the flowers’ stems and the thin layers of plastic and burlap. Wilbur watched the bouquet waver in Q’s quivering hands. A pink petal fell to the floor. Q looked at it lovelessly. Who the hell were these flowers for?
>>>> love at first sight, ten years later (a weird series of coincidences)
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Discontinued's and WIPs Collection by Ace_0f_Shoto (UTMVNightLight), Deku-kun (UTMVNightLight), Kazuha_ (UTMVNightLight), Pr1nce_Thcseus (UTMVNightLight), SUNNY_ (UTMVNightLight), The_S3rvant (UTMVNightLight), UTMVNightLight
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF, Undertale (Video Game), OMORI (Video Game), 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game), New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing, キミガシネ | Kimi ga Shine | Your Turn To Die (Visual Novel), 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
31 Jan 2023
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Aka stories that I haven't actually published at all that just ended up being discontinued or on hiatus to the point where it's just kinda here until I possibly decide to pick it up and make a rewrite or continue it again. Woo.
also now contains excerpts of current wips im working on that week (but updates monthly) wooo (get your fanfic crumbs since there probably will come a time im too lazy to finish one in a bit, and any i give up on gets sent here)
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- Part 11 of Discontinued Stuff
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Sky's The Limit by TopTori
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF
31 Jan 2023
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The Blood God, the bringer of the apocalypse, the one who summoned the Angel of Death to rain down black feathers that wither everything that it touched. Bringing death and destruction to the world.
At least, that’s how the story was told. One moment Technoblade was just an ordinary guy, and next, he has suddenly been titled the Blood God, so now he has to spend his days running from people who seek revenge.
That was until he found a random wagon in the woods.
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I don't know how to summarize. But here we go.
Philza is happy to live his life as a loner. His only company is his wife every so often, since his wife happens to be the Goddess of Death. It also just so happens that Philza is the Angel of Death. But what would happen if he came across an abandoned child along his travels. Little did Philza know that his entire life was about to change.
Maybe there's something up with the kids too...
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Wilbur stared for a moment at the card, taking in the title.
“You got a job, then. Who in their right mind would hire you?” There was no humour in Wilbur’s words as he forced them out.
The few seconds before he reached to grip the card stretched endlessly, the brief moment of contact as his fingers brushed against the man’s palm in the process sending unease through him.
“I’m trying Wilbur, I really am.”
//or, after years of being emancipated, Wilbur's dad gets back in contact and stirs up trouble for him and his three brothers who have been fighting to stay together in the system for years
aka i wrote a one shot and it refused to remain a one shotSeries
- Part 2 of All my fibres say to run away
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Everyone has fucked up.
Everyone has hurt each other, has betrayed each other. The idea of having unfinished business had become the paint on the walls of everyone’s mind…they forgot about it, didn’t see until it chipped away and infected their very lives.
Tommy has tried to play the victim, if not to convince others, to convince himself.
He has tried.
But the paint has already peeled off.
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Tommy’s thoughts from exile replay incessantly.
He does not know how to make it stop.
Or he does, but he doesn’t want to admit it.
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a short one-shot of Tommy and Wilbur leaving their bad situation and terrible father behind
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“I’m not—I’m sorry.” He breathes, and the arm around Tommy’s shoulder tightens. “It’s not so much that I can’t, but that I won’t. And there is a reason that I’m not telling you, Tom—you shouldn’t be hearing it from me. You shouldn’t be hearing any of this from me.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? Who else is gonna tell me, Wilbur?”
“Dad,” Wilbur says, surely. “Dad can tell you.”
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Or: A historically accurate Crimeboys Dust Bowl AU in which Tommy is young and bitter, Wilbur is young and naive, and Phil… Well. Tommy doesn’t know anything about Phil, actually. That’s kind of the problem.
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“Well, can’t say I expected my flower thief to look like this,” The farmer said, crossing his arms. He huffed, his lips pouting a bit at the bottom.
“Ditto,” Wilbur murmured looking the man up and down.
The big man shook his head. “Do you have anythin’ to say for yourself? Stealing an man’s flowers? Is this what kids do in their free time?”
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Or, Wilbur has accidentally made it a habit to steal Techno's flowers. And now the farmer demands to know what he's doing with them.Series
- Part 1 of PiperWarmUps
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Dragonnets (Hatchlings) by Scarlet_Wisp
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF
30 Jan 2023
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Phil et Techno sont des dragons qui ont perdu l’œuf qu'ils ont trouvés quand des humains ont envahi leur tanières, il y a des années. Depuis, les deux détestent profondément les humains. Enfin, jusqu'à ce que Phil se fasse attirer par un garçon humain chantant dans les bois, lui faisant ressentir ce sentiment de possession et d'envie qu'il a ressenti que deux fois dans sa vie.
Wilbur a pratiquement élevé Tommy après la mort de leur mère, leur père préférant passer ses journées à la taverne. Bon débarras, Wilbur et son frère se débrouillent très bien tout seul; encore mieux depuis qu'ils ont rencontré cet ermite qui vivait dans les bois: Philza
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Wilbur has his entire plan mapped out in his head. He’s going to take the bus to the train station, and buy some shitty restaurant food at the train station. And then… he’ll take the train to wherever it goes. He doesn’t actually have a singular destination in mind, but literally anywhere is going to be fucking better than here. He can make it, with the intimidation of being a white guy out on the streets. He can probably (hopefully) pass for an adult and fucking find an apartment. If not, he’s always liked camping.
And if he doesn’t make it… that’s fine too.
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The culprits of the arguing seem to be a blond boy and a brunette boy that are fucking children. Both of them are carrying duffel bags, not unlike Wilbur’s, and the blond boy is carrying a chocolate milkshake. Wilbur rubs the sleep out of his eyes.
“-You cannot have Henry’s milk substance!”
“HENRY’S A FUCKING STUFFED ANIMAL, YOU-”
“I want the milkshake,” Wilbur interrupts, standing up on wobbly, sleepy legs and walking towards them. He does grabby hands at it. “Gimme.”
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Wilbur’s running away, and two children stumble upon him that make him feel alive, so he’s keeping them. And vice versa.