6 Works in SleepyBois
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“Sure thing, kiddo,” Schlatt told Tubbo. He looked over at Tommy. “You can take your cloak off if you want, kid.”
“I’m not a kid,” Tommy said automatically, immediately gripping onto his cloak more tightly.
He didn’t want Tubbo to hate him. As much as Tommy hated to admit it, he actually liked Tubbo quite a bit, and if he took the cloak off, Tommy was sure to be cast out immediately.
Or, Tommy runs away from Dream, hiding his wings from everyone he knows.
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- Part 1 of Singing in the Dead of Night
- Part 2 of Molly Polly Longfic
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Like Dawn, you broke the Dark… by fizzy_pixels
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
21 Nov 2021
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Right in the centre of the grass, stood a small ring of pale mushroom, their creamy flesh circling a patch of grass that looked slightly greener than the rest.
A Faerie ring.
Tommy grinned, taking a deep breath to steady himself before moving to stand within the ring. It felt wrong, bone numbingly, absolutely and deeply wrong to stand in the middle of the Faerie ring, but Tommy persevered. He began to shout.
“Hello? I want to make a deal…”
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- Part 3 of Dark SBI fics
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under the pear tree (shadows and light conspiring) by bonesandthebees (bonesandcacti)
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP
15 Nov 2021
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At first glance, the creature looked like a teenage boy. He was tall—taller than Tubbo, but still shorter than Ranboo—and was wearing some of the fanciest clothes Tubbo had ever seen. His waistcoat was the color of pomegranate seeds, and his jacket on top was a rich shade of blueberry. Gold rings encrusted with precious gems adorned his fingers, and as Tubbo’s eyes trailed up, he noticed a literal emerald wrapped in gold chain hanging from the boy’s ear.
Oh god, his ears.
The boy had pointed ears. Like, literal pointed ears. His hair could’ve been made out of spun gold, it was so curly and bright. But his eyes were what caught Tubbo’s attention the most. They were unnaturally bright blue, looking exactly like an azure summer sky. But it was more than that. They weren’t just the same shade of blue as the sky, but Tubbo swore he could see puffy white clouds moving across his irises as if he was literally staring into a summer sky.
The boy smiled, and his teeth were razor sharp. Something inside of Tubbo screamed.
or, Tubbo thinks fae aren't real. He's wrong.
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- Part 2 of fairyland all around us
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The thing pauses, lips pulling into a perfectly white smile. It reminds Tommy of a shark. “Can I have your name, little one?”
Tommy shudders. That question is all wrong and he may not know what’s before him, what it’s truly asking of him, but he knows he cannot say his name.
Or, Tommy accidentally stumbles into the forest, only to leave said forest with three Fae wanting to add him to their family.
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- Part 7 of Writing about Block People :)
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amethyst and flowers on the table (is it real or a fable?) by bonesandthebees (bonesandcacti)
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP
16 Sep 2021
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The fae was tall. Much taller than Tommy, and probably anyone else in the village for that matter. Hair the color of dark oak spilled over his forehead in tumbling curls. Flecks of gold dotted his cheeks like freckles, sitting underneath a pair of knowing eyes that seemed to flash between shades of earth and honey. His tall frame was draped in the most expensive-looking clothes Tommy had ever seen—flowing fabric in shades of snow and sunlight billowed in the light breeze. And there was so much jewelry. Gold bands decorated his arms, dangling gems decorated his pointed ears, and a shimmering gold circlet rested on his forehead.
Past the beauty though, there was danger. His nails were pointed, his teeth too sharp. When Tommy tried to look him in the eyes, his head grew fuzzy, as if perceiving the fae directly wasn’t something he was supposed to attempt.
He was smiling as he looked over Tommy.
“Are you lost?” He asked in that same lyrical voice.
or, Tommy gets adopted by the fae
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- Part 1 of fairyland all around us
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“Fucking—let—me—go!” he snarls, wrapping both hands around the length of the rope, painfully aware of the laughter ringing through the trees; the sounds of feet crashing through bracken; and Tommy—he doesn’t understand why the rope isn’t burning, why the frayed strands aren’t catching—it’s just a length of rope used for hunting, its not important enough to be enchanted, no one would waste coin enchanting rope to make it fireproof when it’s only use is to be part of a snare and nothing more.
The voices are getting louder and Tommy is running out of time.
There’s a trail of smoke where something just barely catches alight and Tommy doesn’t bother with a cry of victory—not when he’s not free, not when he’s still suspended up in the air, dangling by his foot, trying to burn through his shoe so that he can gain favour towards escape or free his knife—“Oh my god Techno, your snare caught a child!”
Or: Tommy is running from his past, and finds family along the way.
Series
- Part 2 of Love
- Part 2 of All My MCYT/RPF Works
- Part 1 of Abundance of Love