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petals danced for his valediction by Cipher_Frontier_Webnot, lethelogica, tsuwukki, vil (etrevil) for SilentTeyz
Fandoms: Butterfly Reign, Dream SMP
22 Aug 2022
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Theseus is eleven years old—
Please, please, please, father, please look at me, please.
—when he feels a tickle in his throat.
(He is seventeen when his family replaces him with commoner. He is seventeen when the first petal falls from his lips. He is seventeen when he sleeps through a valediction.)
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Or, four times Tommy feels flowers rotting his lungs, and one time his family notices.
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Bookmarked by bathroom bob (thelcsom)
20 Jun 2023
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Tommy sat on his bed, staring at the wall opposite him.
He should have gotten up by now; he should be moving to get ready for school, but he couldn’t bring himself to move. It just wasn’t worth it – every day was the same monotonous cycle of waking up; trudging through school and being reminded of his failing grades; going home and going to sleep.
He rarely saw his father, sitting by himself at the desolate table, staring at the three empty chairs that the echoes of lost laughter still clung to. Memories of a family he once had trailed him everywhere he went, constantly nagging at his heels and reminding him that he would never again know the people who once cared about him. Broken promises and forgotten deals clung to his rotting flesh that decayed more the longer he was alone.
OR: the obligatory accidentally neglectful SBI story inspired by Ours Poetica with found family and eventual healing. Nothing special to see here.
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Bookmarked by bathroom bob (thelcsom)
11 Apr 2023
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Requiem For A Prince by SilentTeyz for etrevil, lethelogica, tsuwukki, Cipher_Frontier_Webnot
Fandoms: Dream SMP
16 Dec 2022
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Tommy had made it to the bottom of the stairs when the three adults remembered about his existence. His social worker pinned him with a sharp gaze, Techno – an abashed one, Steve barked happily, and the third man…
“Hi, mate,” Philza – the Emperor of the Antarctic Empire and Tommy’s father by substitution – said.
Tommy turned around and bolted.
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Tommy, the unloved youngest prince of the Antarctic Empire, dies and gets transported into the 21th century. Now fifteen year old again, he must survive school, modern technology and other challenges of being a teenager all the while searching for a way to get back home... If he will even want go back after being fostered by a much nicer version of his own family.
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- Part 3 of The curse of being young
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Bookmarked by bathroom bob (thelcsom)
11 Apr 2023
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The Greatest Symphony Never Heard by yeet_all_the_thots
Fandom Afterlife SMP, Amphibia (Cartoon), Dream SMP, Empires SMP, Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga, Just Roll With It (Podcast), Minecraft (Video Game), The Magnus Archives (Podcast), Video Blogging RPF, 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
24 Mar 2024
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Song fics/fics with song titles, written by yours truly.
(This will have a playlist if we ever get enough works/songs to do so, so keep an eye out!)
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Bookmarked by thelcsom
23 Jan 2022
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read every single one of these please thank you they're amazing g
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Based off this Tumblr text post by s4mm4n:
God I miss the days when you could show up to a strangers farm and he’d say “Whats your name, boy?” and you’d take off your hat and hold it to your chest to better let him see your face and reply “Why I aint got one sir, on account of my mammy passed on before she could give me one” and he’d tell you he’s real damn sorry to hear that and ask what he can do for you and you’d tell him that you can’t read nor even write neither but you’re mighty good with horses and can mend them fallen fence posts what you saw on your way in and won’t ask for nothing much more than a hot meal and a warm barn to sleep in and he’d keep his wife and daughters inside but send his boy who aint for married even though his mama tells him he needs a woman out with a lantern and some stew at night and the two of you’d get to talking and he’d throw you his flask to take a swig from and watch you drinking from it while he leant against the door frame and when he finally got called back on up to the house again he’d take a sip from it too real slow-like like it weren’t the whiskey what he were tryna savorWARNING: Halfway through this story, it becomes about family loss and tuberculosis.
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Bookmarked by bathroom bob (thelcsom)
05 Nov 2022