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Do You Know the Name of Your Heart? by Anonymous
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP
01 May 2023
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“Tommy, close your eyes,” Technoblade commanded.
“Why-”
“Do it,” he said firmly. His knuckles turned white from how hard he was gripping the iron bars, “Fenik,” he said, and the iron tore apart in front of him, the shackles on his wrists shattered and fell to the ground.
The guard stumbled back, “Don’t come any closer or I’ll-”
Techno didn’t let him finish the thought, “Kh’ek.”
The guard’s body crumpled, his bones shattering out of his skin. Blood erupted from the guard, spraying all across the hallway and cell.
“Alright,” he said, turning around, “It’s over. You can open your-”
Tommy was staring at him with wide, very haunted, very open, eyes. A drop of blood from the spray rolled down his cheek, “What the fuck was that?” he choked out.---
In a world of gods and magic, everything has a true Name. A Name was the sound of a soul, the fabric of being. If you knew something’s Name, you held complete power over it.
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04 Mar 2026
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The day Wemmbu was born was the day his village collapsed into ruin.
The sky above the End, once a quiet stretch of violet dusk and drifting islands, had turned the color of bruised flesh. Smoke coiled upward in blackened ribbons, swallowing the constellations whole. The chorus of the village, once alive with low hymns and the whisper of wings cutting through air, had been replaced with screaming. Stone cracked. Towers groaned. Bridges of pale endstone splintered and fell into the void below, their descent marked only by fading echoes.
His mother held him against her chest as if her arms alone could keep the world from devouring him.
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He would survive, but his youth would be anything but peaceful. He would try to prove himself, and live a life his mother would have never wanted him to go through.
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- Part 1 of Unstable stories
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25 Feb 2026
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into dust together (semantics of stars and electricity) by ccarbonated
Fandoms: Lifesteal SMP
09 Aug 2024
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“Ha, yeah, sorry,” The guy waves his hands around, “I guess the better question is do you want help?”
This has to be a ploy. Ash might have gotten his ass kicked because of his poor life decisions, but he’s not going to fall for something like this. He might as well be begging to get scammed; to throw his life away. Pride is the only commodity he has left.
“I don’t know, maybe I just want to bleed to death in the middle of a fucking- desert, or whatever.” Ash deadpans.
On Ash, and the intricacies of being human.
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Corvis oculum corvi non eruit by Nova (Lussy_Aztlan)
Fandoms: Unstable Universe (Web Series), Minecraft (Video Game), Lifesteal SMP
28 Feb 2026
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Capital City and its heroic forces, along with Law, always maintained a superficial facade of control, but when the roots are rotten, there's nothing left to support the branches.
In the end, a crow doesn't pluck out another crow's eyes.
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08 Feb 2026
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Wind blew past him as he fell. It caressed his purple locks in the only violent nature he knew he'd endure again and again willingly. Wemmbu gazed at the skies painted in orange
(flaming)hues, for an entire second forgetting that he was pushed off...By the person he thought he could trust and turn his back to. Suddenly everything felt...
So far away.
It matters not. Not anymore even if it's a betrayal Wemmbu experiences yet another time. He felt tired. Bone deep exhausted. Perhaps that was the reason for Flame's next blows to be not as strong as usual.
In the end it doesn't really change anything. Wemmbu still feels that hollow exhaustion by the time he admits defeat, by the time he gives up his title of 'the strongest' and Lettuce comes to collect him. For some reason the idea of execution doesn't sound as bad as it did before.
Maybe he could even rest a bit. Or see Rejoice.
Or: Wemmbu is tired. Flame... for some godforsaken reason... Cannot just not care.
Set after/during his Prison arc and some crumbs of the invis arc.
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08 Feb 2026