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Three musicians unexpectedly get stuck in an elevator. Two are late for rehearsal, and the other is on the verge of merely spectating their different ways of handling the situation.
ANOTHER snippet of my drum corp AU tessitura :)
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slow down, you crazy child (you're so ambitious for a juvenile) by brynnthebug
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12 Mar 2025
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A little snippet of my drum corp AU tessitura :)
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A day in L'manburg brings Tommy to his brother's doorstep.
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“Where’s your suit,” Tommy demands.
“Deal with it yourself,” Wilbur grumbles. “Fetch your - your Young Avengers if you really need the help, I’m not going out today.”
“I brought you coffee,” Tommy says. “Quintuple shot espresso. The guy at the counter must’ve thought I was nutty.”
Wilbur looks up. “Are you bribing me?”
“Yes. Absolutely. Get your bow.”Or: Hawkeye & Hawkeye AU.
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11 Jul 2025
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"So why’re you here?" Tommy says, studiously not looking at Wilbur. "You too maimed to go do big man shit?"
Wilbur, sprawled against one of Tommy's chests - it's fine, he's not got much important in there anyway - with a roll of fresh bandages in hand like he was planning on doing something with them, gives a laugh that's half a wheeze, like he's too tired to muster up much else. "That's not," he says, "what maiming is, y'know. I'll be fine." Tommy can hear him shifting his weight, the rustling of fabric on fabric, the faint hiss he sucks in through his teeth when he's in more pain than he wants to make a mockery of. Tommy doesn't want to look, he said he wasn't going to look, he doesn't care - and yet he finds himself glancing over his shoulder.Wilbur needs somewhere safe to change the bandages on his arm. For some reason, he comes to Tommy's house.
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11 Jul 2025
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"Don't you dare tempt me into putting this off for another second," Wilbur says, around half a mouthful of laughter and a stack of paperwork he does his best to shove to the side with an elbow. "I have a lot to do -"
"Don't you dare let me put this off for another second," Schlatt grumbles, but the way he looks up, the gleam to his eyes that's something between excitement and relief and interest, speaks volumes to the contrary.
"Don't you dare," Tubbo insists, huffing as he struggles to bodily push Ranboo out of the door, "let me put this off another second."
Three presidents of L'Manberg, and the way even the smallest parts of history repeat themselves.
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11 Jul 2025
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Quackity finds Wilbur Soot on a windy day in the forest, slumped over the border, bleeding profusely. Well, that’s a polite way of putting it. A crueller way to put it would be this: Quackity finds Wilbur Soot crumpled in on himself at the border between their claims, hand clutched to a shoulder, bloodsoaked, pale with sweat, eyes knit tightly closed and a tiny, furious furrow to his brow. Quackity finds Wilbur Soot at the border, and doesn’t really give a damn.
“Let me help,” he blurts, nonsensical, sudden, honest.Wilbur isn't being as careful as he should with that arm injury. There's really no reason it should be Quackity's problem, but here they are.
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11 Jul 2025
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and i was a great sun of light that was breathing (harpocrates!wilbur) by fensandmarshes
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