3 Works in SleepyBois
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here the daisies guard you from every harm by bonesandthebees (bonesandcacti)
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP
11 Oct 2021
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“You- You’re so fucking stupid, Wilbur!” Tommy sniffled into his shirt. “Why would- why would you do that! Why did you volunteer for me?”
Wilbur raised a hand up to rest on top of Tommy’s head, and started carding his fingers through his curls. “I promised that you’d be safe, didn’t I?”
or, Wilbur is willing to do anything to protect his little brother. Even if that means volunteering in his place for the Hunger Games.
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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
Series
- 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