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    The night Tommy disappeared, it went like this:

    Tubbo screamed the words that became his goodbye. He can’t accept that Tommy is gone, because that would be accepting that the last words they exchanged were angry and intended to hurt. So he doesn’t accept it. He’ll search for years if he has to.

    Techno let Tommy leave without so much as trying to stop him. He’s replayed the memory of that night and wished he’d done anything else, until he thinks the guilt might be enough to destroy him. He thinks he might already be on his way there.

    And Quackity can’t help but feel like this is all just a bitter echo. This town is cursed, and Tommy is only its latest victim.


    ( the small town horror au where tommy goes missing and it all goes downhill from there! )

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    04 Oct 2021

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    Devil Town

    The night Tommy disappeared, it went like this:

    Tubbo screamed the words that became his goodbye. He can’t accept that Tommy is gone, because that would be accepting that the last words they exchanged were angry and intended to hurt. So he doesn’t accept it. He’ll search for years if he has to.

    Techno let Tommy leave without so much as trying to stop him. He’s replayed the memory of that night and wished he’d done anything else, until he thinks the guilt might be enough to destroy him. He thinks he might already be on his way there.

    And Quackity can’t help but feel like this is all just a bitter echo. This town is cursed, and Tommy is only its latest victim.

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    Wilbur is fully prepared for the blade that’s bound to come; there would be a poetic symmetry, if Phil were the one to wield it. He’s wondering idly if this new lease on life is a hard reset or a fourth chance: will he wake up, back at spawn, with two lives left to fritter away? God, he knows his tongue would count as a scar weighty enough to carry between bodies. There’s little point in being free, like this. But the other option was to stay in that box, with Dream jabbering at him, and he has enough lucidity to know just how bad Dream is for him.
    So he got out. Traded with Sam: What can I give you to set me free, he had murmured, and the Warden set his jaw, and hummed, and said As long as you aren’t a threat -
    And here he is. A bat out of hell, with a shitty mask and no tongue. Trying to work up the courage to break into his dad’s holiday house, or whatever the fuck this commune is.

    Or: Wilbur loses his tongue, becomes Harpocrates, joins the Syndicate, and finds his way back to his family somewhere along the way.

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    26 Apr 2021

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    the closed mouth of secrets

    Wilbur is fully prepared for the blade that’s bound to come; there would be a poetic symmetry, if Phil were the one to wield it. He’s wondering idly if this new lease on life is a hard reset or a fourth chance: will he wake up, back at spawn, with two lives left to fritter away? God, he knows his tongue would count as a scar weighty enough to carry between bodies. There’s little point in being free, like this. But the other option was to stay in that box, with Dream jabbering at him, and he has enough lucidity to know just how bad Dream is for him.

    So he got out. Traded with Sam: What can I give you to set me free, he had murmured, and the Warden set his jaw, and hummed, and said As long as you aren’t a threat -

    And here he is. A bat out of hell, with a shitty mask and no tongue. Trying to work up the courage to break into his dad’s holiday house, or whatever the fuck this commune is.

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    There was only one person on the server that had shown themselves to be able to outwit, to outmatch Dream: Technoblade. Technoblade was not under his control, so Technoblade was a threat. And threats had to be dealt with. Pandora's Vault was created for that purpose: to hold threats that were otherwise uncontainable. The cells had been empty for too long. Dream had plans, and Technoblade, as he stood then, did not fit into them.

    Techno is imprisoned, with nobody but Dream and the voices in his head to talk to. However unlikely it seems, a few pieces of paper will be his salvation.

    (Or, the 'Technoblade does origami in prison' fic that you never knew you needed)

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    03 Apr 2021

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    Paper Knives

    There was only one person on the server that had shown themselves to be able to outwit, to outmatch Dream: Technoblade. Technoblade was not under his control, so Technoblade was a threat. And threats had to be dealt with. Pandora's Vault was created for that purpose: to hold threats that were otherwise uncontainable. The cells had been empty for too long. Dream had plans, and Technoblade, as he stood then, did not fit into them.

    Techno is imprisoned, with nobody but Dream and the voices in his head to talk to. However unlikely it seems, a few pieces of paper will be his salvation.

    (Or, the 'Technoblade does origami in prison' fic that you never knew you needed)

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    There must be balance, the Universe said, finally. You will lose something, too.

    “I understand.”

    He will be your Angel. Your Hand in the mortal realm. I will heal his wound, and he will carry out your will and mine. He will live.

    “And in return?” Kristin’s voice trembled.

    You will return to your realm. He will remain here. You will no longer pretend to be a mortal, you will no longer live at his side, and you will no longer live in this world.

     

     

    Or: Philza Minecraft, the Universe, and the lengths the ones who love him will go to.

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    30 Mar 2021

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    if you must mourn, my love

    There must be balance, the Universe said, finally. You will lose something, too.

    “I understand.”

    He will be your Angel. Your Hand in the mortal realm. I will heal his wound, and he will carry out your will and mine. He will live.

    “And in return?” Kristin’s voice trembled.

    You will return to your realm. He will remain here. You will no longer pretend to be a mortal, you will no longer live at his side, and you will no longer live in this world.