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sleepimoff · 3 months
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@th3-l0c0l-l0v3r Posting this to Tumblr too bc I find it funny
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modern au c!tommy
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eggsplice · 12 days
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life when youve become a butterfly hive <3 and also butterflies as a hair fashion statement idk
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wom-womp · 2 years
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"My boy is an ugly crier but such a pretty liar"
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Hey it's me just wnat to say rebloging really helps<3 so thank you if you did and have a cookie 🍪 🥀
Edit : Uhhh with the new information coming out I don't suport the fucker anymore, all suport goes to Shelby
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llitchilitchi · 1 year
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quick sketch of a dream-quackity confrontation from way later in monarchy restoration’s canon, I’ve been rotating these two in my brain for days now
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briarborealisart · 6 months
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every time i see a character who used to be/is very violent but has hobbies like gardening, or bonsai, or anything like that i lose my fucking shit dude. like oh these hands drenched in blood have the capacity to raise life from the soil? to touch the tender heart of earth and draw forth something beautiful from it? they have the patience and the kindness to bring something good into the world rather than taking from it? it doesn't come naturally to them because they are made to be rough and not gentle but they take the time to learn anyway? to nurture? to care? haha thats so funny dude thats so cool. hope this thematically doesnt make me explode into a million little pieces if i think about it too long
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annaraebananawriter · 2 years
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That’s My Brother You Just Punched
Yellow once again everyone! I keep trying to write some Undertale oneshots, but the dsmp brainrot will not go away anytime soon. Rest assured, though,. for I will never give up on my beloved first fandom where I connected with people. You will get some food soon, I promise you.
But for the select few that enjoy my DSMP content as well as my Undertale, please enjoy this oneshot I speed wrote tonight and have for you now.
Happy reading!
Fandom: DSMP
Characters: Technoblade, Wilbur Soot, Tommyinnit, and mentioned Philza
Warnings: Some descriptions of bullying, and that should be all, as far as I know. Let me know otherwise!
Summary: “ The three SBI brothers are supposed to meet somewhere but Techno is late. Wilbur has no idea why, but Tommy clues in and reveals some vital information. (Neapolitan Trio-centric, Modern AU; Middle Brother Technoblade) “
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“Techno is officially late,” Wilbur rules, looking up from his phone and scanning the park.
School had ended an hour ago. They—that is, Wilbur and his younger brothers, Techno and Tommy, were supposed to meet at the park so they could do and do something today instead of hanging out at home like a bunch of nerds. Dad had basically forced them to do this, confiscating their keys and telling them to not break in via the window again, he will know, and there will be consequences.
Unknown to their dad, Wilbur did learn how to pick locks during one of the nights he couldn’t sleep and wanted to do something useful with his time. He had used this skill to do nothing but torment his brothers, moving things around in their room while they were out and listening in glee to their frustration as they couldn’t figure out what had happened. Tommy had been convinced their house was haunted, even somehow roped Techno into it as well, and on one of the nights Dad and Wilbur were out, the two had apparently tried to exorcize the ghost.
They failed, obviously. Spectacularly failed.
In fact, they failed so hard, Dad and he had come back to half of the house burning, firefighters already in the process of extinguishing the fire. His brothers had been standing by the ambulance, and Techno had immediately sold Tommy out when Dad rushed over to coddle them. Since then, Tommy has been adamant that Wilbur was his favorite brother and refuses to be left alone in the house with Techno. Dad didn’t care, just glad everyone was safe and sound.
Oh, and yeah. Tommy was then forbidden to buy anything relating to ghosts and hauntings, or anything of the paranormal. Lest he somehow gets any more ideas and tries something else that actually succeeds in burning down their house. Wilbur did manage to sneak his youngest brother some stuff one birthday, but hasn’t quite managed to do anything else yet. He’s been trying though; it just feels like Dad has eyes on the back of his head or someone keeps snitching on him and reporting him to Dad before he even gets to Tommy’s room.
Yeah, he’s looking at you, Techno.
But today, begrudgingly, Wilbur can see their dad’s point in making them go out. Techno and Tommy were so pale, that they could almost be mistaken for ghosts themselves, which might be ironic in some sort of funny way. And he had been feeling kind of restless himself, growing bored of playing his guitar and being beaten by Techno in games and getting his ear talked off non-stop by a frequently bored Tommy. It would do them some good to get out of the house and into some sunlight, maybe get some ice cream as a treat.
He could go for some ice cream…
Tommy groans from his seat on the bench beside him. He’s lying upside down, and keeps shifting himself too. “Can’t we just go to the arcade and start playing already? I’m bored, Wilbur.” He draws the vowels out, slumping in on himself.
Wilbur sighs, giving his legs a push so he goes tumbling over his head onto the ground. “No, we can still wait.”
Tommy curses, jumping back to his feet and giving him a shove in retaliation. “We’ve been waiting for an hour, though.”
“Half hour,” Wilbur corrects, sending Techno another text. He’s up to five unanswered ones now. They haven’t even gone on read. “We went home first and dropped stuff off, remember? Techno had a club and we said we’d wait here until he was done.”
“Then where the fuck is he? He should’ve been done, like. Fifteen minutes ago!”
“I don’t know, Tommy!” Growing annoyed, he tries calling Techno, hoping that for once in his younger brother’s socially anxious life he picks up the phone and actually talks to him instead of waiting for it to go away. No answer. Cursing as well, he crosses his arms. “He should be here. Must’ve just…gotten held up or something and forgot to let us know.”
Tommy goes quiet. “He always lets us know, though. No matter what.” His voice is soft, concerned. Looking over at him, his gaze is off somewhere, hands shoved in his back pockets ad he bites at his lip the way he does when he’s thinking about something really hard.
Wilbur’s gaze softens. He mirrors the feeling, knowing that his words about Techno getting distracted, while sometimes truthful if it was a hyperfocus thing, weren’t entirely true in this context.  No matter what, he usually always sends some sort of text, using one of the code words they developed years ago. He wouldn’t just not answer them, not with the number of missed texts and calls he’s gotten.
They would’ve at least been left on read. Not silence.
Something else was going on here.
Tommy shifts suddenly beside him, breaking Wilbur out of thought. His youngest brother’s eyes are wide, and he’s curling his fists the way he does when he’s angry. His gaze is fixed on something over Wilbur’s shoulder, but the only thing there when he goes to look for himself are people. Just some mothers talking to each other as their kids' play, two old men playing chess, and further back, closer to main street, a few teenagers are buying some ice cream.
Confused, he looks back at Tommy. “What are you looking at?”
Without answering him, Tommy huffs through his nose, and pushes past him, knocking against his shoulder. He rubs it, watching him leave before his instincts honed from years of being an older brother kick in and he hurries to catch up, following him as he heads straight for the teenagers.
Wilbur has the uncanny feeling that he’s missing something here.
The teenagers have just been handed their ice cream when they reach them, and only one of them notices Tommy approaching, pausing as she goes to lick her ice cream. Before she can warn her friends, his brother is there, and swiftly punches the first one he can reach, sending him straight to the ground. The remaining teenager curses, dropping their ice cream as they crouch by their friend, making sure he’s okay. Wilbur just watches it all happen with an open mouth, not knowing how to process the fact that his brother just fuckin punched someone for no reason.
“Where is he?” Tommy demands, breathing heavily. His fist is still half-raised.
The first teenager glares at him. “Where is who?”
“You know who. Where the fuck is he? What did you do to him?”
The teenager he punched groans, wiping away some blood from underneath their nose. “Why the fuck should I tell you? You just punched me!”
“You got a lot worse coming if you don’t tell me where he is now.” Tommy steps forward, and the teenager flinches back, their friend moving in front of him while the girl starts reaching for her phone.
Wilbur is still very confused. He steps forward. “Tommy—” His foot comes down on something and he cuts himself off, crouching to see what it is. He stops, something falling in his stomach.
His fingers curl around the familiar hot pink wallet, one of the keychains on it, a diamond Minecraft sword, now broken. He can’t tell if it’s because he stepped on it, or because someone else broke it before he did. Opening the wallet up as he stands, he thumbs through the money inside, far less cash than usual, and the picture of their family gone from its resting place.
It’s Techno’s wallet.
These fuckers had Techno’s wallet.
They bought ice cream with Techno’s hard-earned money.
Wilbur looks up at the three teenagers, who are still refusing to answer Tommy’s question. He strides forward to stand beside his brother. “This is my brother’s wallet,’ he says, words slowed and clipped. Threatening to do harm he hasn’t even thought to do yet. “What are you three doing with my brother’s wallet?”
Tommy snorts from beside him. “The least they’ve done is take Techno’s wallet.”
Wilbur snaps his head over to look at him, eyes narrowed. “What?”
His brother looks back at him, matching his fury. “It’s been like this for a couple of years now, Will. They started with just taunts during class, according to Techno. Then they apparently progressed into shoves and then further into ambushes after school.” He looks back to the teenagers, lip curled in disgust. “I only know about it because I ran into one of those ambushes one day.”
Wilbur hums, glaring down at the teenagers as well. They seem frozen, unable to move, gaze flickering back and forth between the brothers. Good. “And what did you do? Did you stop them?”
“Of course! I told them to leave Techno alone, or else I’d hunt them down and repay everything they did tenfold. Like how Techno likes to do things, y’know? But Techno told me not to worry, that they would stop now. I made him promise to tell me if it happened again.”
“I take it he didn’t tell you.”
“No,” Tommy growls, stepping forward as the teenagers finally moved to run away. Wilbur holds him back, grabbing his shoulder, watching them leave as well. “He clearly did not.” He turned to face him once the teenagers were out of sight. “Wilbur—”
“I know,” Wilbur says, tenderly pocketing the wallet. “I want to hurt them just as much as you do, believe me. But we should find Techno first and get him home, safe and sound. Then you can sneak out and go wild, okay?”
“Fine.” Tommy huffs, already striding away in the direction of the school.
Wilbur follows him after a moment.
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The school is pretty much deserted when they arrive. Tommy doesn’t break his stride, clearly having a destination in mind as he turns around the side of the school, heading in the direction of the small space behind the gym that the staff thinks the students don’t know about. Wilbur says nothing to question him, trusting that his brother knows where to go, mind wandering off and imagining the payback the teenagers that have hurt his brother are owed.
As they near the space, shouts start, and there’s the sound of someone hitting the ground, a round of laughter following. He tenses, clenching his jaw as he reaches into his pocket to grip the wallet tightly. Tommy curses again, breaking into a run, and he follows soon after.
They turn the corner into the space in time to see a lank teenager, one of the boys on the football team, punch Techno in the face, knocking him into the wall. Tommy yells something indistinguishable to Wilbur, a roaring of anger filling his ears as he watched his little brother groan and sink to the ground, hunching in on himself as at least a dozen of his classmates loom over him, laughing. Laughing! The laughter is cut off as Tommy tackles the one that punched Techno, starting a fight that he chooses to ignore in favor of kneeling beside his brother.
Mind blank, he reaches forward, brushing his hand against his brother’s shoulder. Techno flinches back, looking up with wild eyes that slip away into confusion. Then they widen, taking on a deer in headlights type feel. In any other case, Wilbur might’ve been laughing at it. But the black eye and bloody nose, more bruises down his neck and up his arms—and stomach, with the way he’s holding it—take away all amusement.
Techno licks his lips, looking away. “Wilbur.”
Wilbur hums, honing in on the small detail of Techno’s missing glasses. Glancing around, he finds them underneath one of the pipes, one of the lenses gone and the other cracked. He grabs them, offering them to his brother. “Technoblade.”
Techno cringes at the use of his full name. “Oh no,” he says, in a half-hearted attempt to be comedic, “Not the ‘disappointed parent’ voice. Your too young to have it, Wilbur, you don’t have a kid yet.” Glancing back, he takes his glasses, sighing in despair at the state of them. “Dad’s gonna kill me.”
“Not before I kill you first,” Tommy says, returning. He has some new bruises himself, but with the fact that the rest of the teenagers have up and vanished, and the triumphant look in his eyes, he must’ve won his fight. Nothing to be concerned about there, then, not really. His youngest brother glares down at Techno, fists clenched. “What the fuck, Techno?”
Techno pushes his glasses on, eyeing him. “What?”
“You promised you’d tell me if this happened again!”
Techno huffs, rolling his eyes. He moves to cross his arms, hisses, and then settles for just pouting. “I had it handled.”
“Oh, sure,” Wilbur joins in, faking the sweet tone and gesturing at the bruises. “These sure screams handling things.” He reached forward again, grabbing Techno’s chin to examine how bad the bruises are.
“This was a one-time thing, just a small setback.”
“You’re right in that it’s a one-time thing,” Tommy says, pointing at him. “We’re telling Dad about those bullies and settling things once and for all.”
Techno gasps, shifting out of his grasp. “No, we are not.”
“Yes, we are!”
“No.”
“Yes,” Tommy throws his hands up in frustration, turning to face Wilbur with a pleading look in his eyes. “Wilbur, tell him we’re telling Dad.”
Techno turns to him as well. “Wilbur. We are not telling Dad.”
Wilbur cocks his head, saying nothing.
Honestly? They should tell Dad. They will tell Dad.
But Techno seems genuinely…scared, to tell Dad, and that’s the one thing keeping him from agreeing with Tommy. There’s a shadow over his eyes and his voice is shaking like the way it does the slight bit before he cries. His hands are shaking too, a slight tremor that he’s trying to cover up, and Tommy isn’t noticing—he only knows it’s there because he was the one to comfort Techno all those years ago when he started first grade and couldn’t step into the classroom without him.
“Why don’t you want to tell Dad about this?” Wilbur finally asks, shooting Tommy a look when he starts to speak. His brother clicks his mouth shut, looking away.
Techno eyes him, hugging his knees. “I-I…” He looks away, glaring at his knees as he thinks. Wilbur patiently waits, making sure Tommy stays silent. Techno sniffs. “I don’t want to worry him. He already has enough going on with the detentions Tommy gets, and preparing for you to graduate next year, and then he’s also thinking about that promotion that’s being offered at his work. My…situation…would only add to that stress.”
Wilbur frowns, resting a hand on Techno’s knee. “Dad may be a bit stressed right now, but I’m here. Tommy’s here. Even if you don’t feel ready to tell him about the bullying, you can talk to us.” He waits until his brother looks up at him. “You aren’t alone, Techno.”
Techno only nods, silent.
Wilbur nods back, standing up. He stretches, his back cracking.
Tommy snickers. “Old Wilbur.”
Wilbur looks over at him, offended. “You don’t get to tease me about that. You only get to tease Dad about that. He’s the old one!”
“You’re cracking back there says otherwise,” Tommy teases, reaching a hand for Techno to pull himself up with. Techno accepts it, stumbling a bit. Wilbur grabs his bag from where it’s tucked into a corner, some papers blowing in the wind. He leans against Tommy as they make their way back home.
“Well, this outing today was a bust,” Wilbur sighs, hands in his pockets.
“Sorry,” Techno says, only for Tommy to smack him lightly on the arm. “What was that for?”
“You aren’t apologizing for this.”
“I second that,” Wilbur says, turning to point at him. “No apologies.”
Techno opens his mouth, closes it, and then rolls his eyes again.
Tommy stops, making all of them stop. They’ve reached the park again and Tommy nods over to where the ice cream stand is. “How about some ice cream?”
Techno frowns. “I lost my wallet.”
“I got your wallet,” Wilbur says, pulling it out to hand back. He pulls out his own wallet too. “And I’ll pay for this one anyway. I say we’ve earned it.”
“You can say that again.”
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that-0ne-fan · 11 months
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Before Tomorrow Comes - bitxhb0i [ao3]
Dream SMP - Tommy Centric
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Okay so this fic hasn't been updated in months and only has 2 chapters but I wish it had more. This author's writing is so addictive?
Like its in third person but is told as though its from Tommys POV.
It does have Bad Dad Phil as well as Dead Mom Kristen and such so be warned, even if it's not much so far.
What chapters that have been posted aren't to dialog heavy.
There's a playlist!! I like it so yeah.
Something I noticed in the second chapter is that Tommy refers to Phil as Phil, but Kristen is always referred to as his mother or his Mother showing her importance to him. Techno is there just kinda, not? Idk he's focused on his studies is all. Meanwhile Wilbur up and left at 18 and cut contact so yeah.
Pretty sure it's a modern magic au, Tommy is a shapeshifter, Phil is an avian and Techno and Wilbur are tagged to be piglin hybrids.
Even if there isn't much I love that way its written so I highly recommend checking it out.
The author of that also has a small one shot that's Tommy focused of an apocolypsed world and that ones angst heavy without a happy ending but is really nice so check that out as well
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mcytblraufest · 2 years
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MCYTBLR AU FEST - The Gifts by the Numbers
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How Many Gifts? 
Over the course of the event, we saw gifts delivered from 133 gifters, of which 24 were pinch hits. Some of these gifters gave multiple gifts, because you are all just incredibly dedicated!
What Gifts?
The most commonly given gift was writing, but we also saw a considerable amount of art, and a good amount of other types of gifts. 
Writing: 78 gifts
Art: 46 gifts
Web Weave: 12 gifts
Playlist: 8 gifts
Stimboard: 2 gifts
What AUs?
We had a LOT of different AUs. A number of the gifts were tagged with several different tags to properly sum them up, but still— just look at all the AUs!
Fantasy: 32 gifts
Modern: 21 gifts
Paranormal: 13 gifts
Science Fiction: 13 gifts
Crossover: 7 gifts
Magic: 6 gifts
Superheros: 6 gifts
Cyberpunk: 5 gifts
Dungeons & Dragons: 5 gifts
Gods and Goddesses: 5 gifts
High School: 5 gifts
Mob Hybrids: 4 gifts
Royalty: 4 gifts
Coffee shops & Cafes: 3 gifts
Different Ending: 3 gifts
Dimensional Travel: 3 gifts
Fae: 3 gifts
Mermaid: 3 gifts
Soulmates: 3 gifts
Urban Fantasy: 3 gifts
Werewolf: 3 gifts
Assassin: 2 gifts
College/University: 2 gifts
Family Dynamic: 2 gifts
Horror: 2 gifts
LOTR: 2 gifts
Mafia: 2 gifts
Magical Girls: 2 gifts
Mystery: 2 gifts
Phantom of the Opera: 2 gifts
Pirates: 2 gifts
Post-apocalyptic: 2 gifts
Prank War: 2 gift
Sports: 2 gifts
Theatre: 2 gifts
Time Travel: 2 gifts
Vampire: 2 gifts
Villains: 2 gifts
30000 leagues under the sea: 1 gift
Age of Sail: 1 gift
Apocalypse: 1 gift
Age Reversal: 1 gift
ARK: Survival Evolved: 1 gift
Bad Guys Won: 1 gift
The Breakfast Club: 1 gift
Canon Divergence: 1 gift
Circus: 1 gift
Cowboys: 1 gift
Cryptid: 1 gift
Dinosaurs: 1 gift
Dystopian: 1 gift
Fairy Tail: 1 gift
Farm/Ranch: 1 gift
Forest Spirit: 1 gift
Heist: 1 gift
Historical: 1 gift
Idols: 1 gift
Isekai: 1 gift
Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell: 1 gift
Mechanic: 1 gift
Minimum Wage: 1 gift
Monsters: 1 gift
Musuem: 1 gift
Over the Garden Wall: 1 gift
The Owl House: 1 gift
Pokemon: 1 gift
Prequel: 1 gift
Roller Blading: 1 gift
Raft: 1 gift
Robots: 1 gift
Road Trip: 1 gift
Room of Swords: 1 gift
Sacrifice: 1 gift
Science: 1 gift
Shapeshifter: 1 gift
Shop: 1 gift
Slime Rancher: 1 gift
Small town: 1 gift
Soul Reapers: 1 gift
Space: 1 gift
Space Opera: 1 gift
Speedrunning: 1 gift
Spies and Secret Agents: 1 gift
StarCraft: 1 gift
Summer Camp: 1 gift
Supernatural: 1 gift
Teacher: 1 gift
Tokyo Ghoul: 1 gift
Twitch Streamers: 1 gift
Vegas: 1 gift
Warlock: 1 gift
Warrior Cats: 1 gift
Winx: 1 gift
Witches: 1 gift
Wings: 1 gift
Zombie: 1 gift
What Servers?
As above, we had several crossovers! DSMP was the most popular server, but 3rd LIfe, Hermitcraft, Origins and Empires all made a good showing, and we had several smaller servers that people still made gifts for. 
DSMP: 85 gifts
3L/LL/DL: 23 gifts
Hermitcraft: 21 gifts
Origins: 21 gifts
Empires: 13 gifts
30 Day SMP: 2 gifts
Afterlife: 2 gifts
Mianite: 1 gift
MCSR: 1 gift
SMP Live: 1 gift
Vault Hunters: 1 gift
What Characters?
Who did people choose to put in AUs? Well TommyInnit, Ranboo, Tubbo, and Grian led the leaderboards, but there were a lot of different characters who had the spotlight, even if for a little bit. 
TommyInnit: 34 gifts
Ranboo: 31 gifts
Tubbo: 25 gifts
Grian: 24 gifts
Wilbur Soot: 23 gifts
Technoblade: 21 gifts
GoodTimesWithScar: 19 gifts
Philza: 19 gifts
Dream (tagged as Dreamwastaken): 15 gifts
Quackity: 15 gifts
Sapnap: 13 gifts
PearlescentMoon: 12 gifts
Charlie Slimecicle: 10 gifts
GeorgeNotFound: 10 gifts
Jschlatt: 10 gifts
Jimmy Solidarity: 10 gifts
Joel Smallishbeans: 9 gifts
Niki Nihachu: 8 gifts
Mumbo Jumbo: 8 gifts
Karl Jacobs: 7 gifts
Scott Smajor: 7 gifts
Fundy: 6 gifts
GeminiTay: 6 gifts
Rendog: 6 gifts
Awesamdude: 5 gifts
Ethoslab: 5 gifts
ImpulseSV: 5 gifts
LD Shadowlady: 5 gifts
Zombie Cleo: 5 gifts
Captain Sparkelz: 3 gifts
DocM77: 3 gifts
Eret: 3 gifts
fWhip: 3 gifts
Foolish Gamers: 3 gifts
Jack Manifold: 3 gifts
Jellie: 3 gifts
Joe Hills: 3 gifts
Martyn InTheLittleWood: 3 gifts
Purpled: 3 gifts
TangoTek: 3 gifts
Bdoubleo100: 2 gifts
Friend the Sheep: 2 gifts
Iskall: 2 gifts
Ghostbur: 2 gifts
MythicalSausage: 2 gifts
Ponk: 2 gifts
Sneegsnag: 2 gifts
Xornoth: 2 gifts
Zedaph: 2 gifts
Aimsey: 1 gift
Boatem: 1 gift
BadBoyHalo: 1 gift
Captain Puffy: 1 gift
Chat: 1 gift
Couriway: 1 gift
ConnorEatsPants: 1 gift
Dr. Renstein: 1 gift
Evil Xisuma: 1 gift
FalseSymmetry: 1 gift
Feinberg: 1 gift
Granola the Fox: 1 gift
Hannahxxrose: 1 gift
Hbomb94: 1 gift
Joey Graceffa: 1 gift
Katherine Elizabeth: 1 gift
iijerichoii: 1 gift
Ianite: 1 gift
Michael _Beloved: 1 gift
omgitsfirefox: 1 gift
PeteZahHutt: 1 gift
Pixlriffs: 1 gift
Poundcake: 1 gift
Punz: 1 gift
Renbob: 1 gift
Ranboo’s Mother: 1 gift
Sam Nook: 1 gift
Skizzleman: 1 gift
SynHD: 1 gift
StressMonster101: 1 gift
The Red King: 1 gift
TinaKitten: 1 gift
VintageBeef: 1 gift
Yogurt the Fox: 1 gift
Xisumavoid: 1 gift
Check out the blog for more of the art and playlists, and you can check out the Ao3 collection for the fics! (73 submitted fics on the Archive, of which four broke 20k, and one was a twine game!) Thank you all for participating, this was tons of fun. 
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clownedhonked · 1 year
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Out of context doodles for an AU lol these were one part random doodles because i like drawing wack ass poses and one part random self indulgence can you tell i got more confident at the end bruhh i wanna redraw that first one but im too lazy
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sleepimoff · 11 months
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Rejoice, smol Mina be upon ye
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Headpat gif version:
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Tagging my friend @cozychamomilechaos bc I think she like dis :]
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Ghosts are real and your no-longer-dead older brother has identity issues over them by itsrecycledcactus is SUCH a neat fic I am telling you-
Like!!! It’s a modern AU, but it actually incorporates elements like Ghostbur, Wilbur’s revival, Phil’s wings, Ranboo’s oreo-ness, and a lot more—which modern AU’s never do, because… those things don’t fit into modern AU’s very well lol
BUT THIS IS DARN COOL!!! IT WORKS SO WELL!!! AAAAAH MODERN AU GHOSTBUR MY BELOVED!!!
Author also has a very good grasp on Wilbur, specifically Wilbur after revival. It’s just… aaaaah it’s immaculate.
Now I will share some of my favorite bits from the fic :)
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In short, it’s a wonderful story and I’d highly suggest reading it!!
Just a heads up though: it’s a bit disjointed, and the author mentioned that it doesn’t really have… a plot? It’s more of a bunch of scenes from the same AU all mashed into one fic, so it flows a bit odd.
That being said, it’s really really good and the AU is incredibly interesting :D
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edgarallanpoestan · 1 year
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Summary:
Fundy has always been something other than ordinary. That's not always a bad thing.
Or: Fundy discovers who he is over the course of his life, and has lovely family time
my @mcytblrholidayexchange gift for @jeanbean16 !!!!!! i hope this was what you were wanting :D it was a lot of fun to write, so even if you despise it im happy with it lmao
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bugflies00 · 2 years
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so who wants to see my dsmp characters in the sims
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phantoids · 2 years
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I really wanna talk about my crack streamer dsmp au but like...
who to plague with the knowledge?
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nekodere07 · 1 year
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SBI + Kristin Horror fic🎃 (at least tried to)
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Enjoy my pain of trying to write horror but failing miserably T-T
I tried at first to actually write this fic into horror since I never wrote one before, but Whumptober came and I decided to kill two birds with one stone. But... it kind of leaned towards whump more instead of the intended outcome. Whoops!
Link: archiveofourown.org/works/42052224
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