6 Works in Wilbur Soot and Technoblade and Phil Watson | Philza are Siblings
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Every Saturday Tommy visits the grave of his parents, he takes the same route and does the exact same thing. He takes flowers from the hedge on his walk over and doesn’t think twice.
If he did he’d probably see how the owner of said flowers is getting a little peeved with his flowers going missing every weekend.
Or: Wilbur catches Tommy stealing from him and demands to see who he gives flowers to, he doesn’t realize they’re for someone who can’t receive them. Adoption ensues…
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- Part 8 of Flufftober
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Remade from a shitty old one I had! Enjoy :)
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- Part 2 of I’m A Hardcore dsmp Fan And It Shows
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All of my TWB Bingo Fics collected in one place!!
Not posted as individual stories because they're shorter than usual
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Fly along with me (I can't quite make it alone) by gayraspberry
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF, Dream SMP
14 Apr 2022
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Tommy, a hummingbird hybrid, just escaped captivity. He's surviving fine in the forest, but then he meets an owl hybrid named Wilbur. Suddenly, he has a consistent source of food, a roof over his head, and a potentially parental figure. It can't last forever, can it?
Tommy's never been lucky.
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basically a place where i can shelve stories that i have yet to make, one shots, snippets- the usual writer dump where i can punt all my ideas or written works into one place for all to see. future stories and concepts will end up here. welcome to my story shelves.
-non aka the anonymous author of Rewind and Wishes and Family
p.s. you're free to write about anything i write here so long as you tell me first and give credit :)
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- Part 3 of Non's Written Works
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The seasons, Tommy has come to find in his measly twenty five years of living, are fickle and ever changing. They sweep in like a particularly rude family member coming to visit, and leave with just as much abruptness, uncaring for the mess left in their wake.
Tommy watches wistfully as spring strips itself from the trees, summer blooming in the flowers rising in the small meadow adjacent to his home, in the green of the leaves and the childish giggles of two of his three sons as they run through the wheat and grass, five and seven respectively and filled with an energy that reminds Tommy of his youth.
A cursed SBI Fic for @/OpattoTheAdmyn on twitter! Congrats on winning the raffle prize and I hope you enjoy this little piece ;w;