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I HATE DREAM AND THE DSMP I JUST HAVE A HORRIBLE EMOTIONAL CONNECTION TO SOME OF THE CBATACTERS IN THAT SMP!!! i wont apologize for the lifesmp or hc or qsmp though that shit fucks
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In a world filled with superpowers, you would think that the daily struggles of life would be easier. Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo find that, that isn't the case at all for three young boys that turn to a life of crime to be able to put food on the table. It's perfectly fine though, they're determined to become renowned villains and are just getting better and better at their craft.
Until they break in and steal from the wrong house.
The trio now find themselves fleeing at every turn because they've caught the eye of Pro-Heroes and Super Villains alike.
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Or Bench Trio are dirty crime children that mistakenly break into the house of Pro-Hero 'The Blade' and steal from him. Catching the interest of Philza, who wants to adopt the little thieving children who look like they desperately need a hot meal and a warm bath.
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- Part 1 of An Axolotl writes fluff about block men
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07 Jun 2021
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makes my heart hurt and face hurt from smiling at the same time, i love these little fucks
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“Are you telling me you enjoy when I feed from you?”
“I…seem to have developed a taste for it, yes.”
Owen barks out a laugh. “Your survival instincts are terrible, doctor.”
“I have been trying to set this feeling aside,” Legs confesses. “It’s unhelpful, but persistent. I didn’t realize you’d be able to pick up on it.”
Owen can’t help himself. He stands directly over Legs, undoing the top two buttons of his shirt and pulling the collar aside. Usually he affords the doctor the courtesy of doing so himself, but this time he wants to test a theory. Sure enough, Legs’ pulse spikes. “If I fed from you right now, would you enjoy it?”
He says, voice just slightly strained, “I think you know the answer.”
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19 Nov 2025
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BLUSHES. TUCKS HAIR BEHIND EAR. this is really good. owen watching broke my heart a little in ways i cannot explain
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“Vampires aren’t real, Avid,” Scott drawls, a hand on his hip. He looks bored by the whole conversation, and of course he would be. Of course a vampire like him would be so arrogant. “Why are you so certain, anyway? There’s no proof fairy tales like that are real.”
“Because I-“ Avid cuts himself off, tense as a bow string. He trembles, sharp nails digging into his palms as he bites back everything he could say.
‘Because I am one.’
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Or, in which Avid’s a vampire from the beginning, just a very young one. Scott finds out.
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20 Nov 2025
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GOD THEY MAKE ME SICK
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“Golden hour,” Tommy says, pointing west at the rays streaming between houses. “Pretty and shit.”
“We should take a picture,” Ranboo says.
Tommy snorts. Tubbo snaps to attention, though, fishing in his pocket for his phone. “Hang on. Go stand over there.”
Ranboo rolls his eyes and complies, but Tommy crosses his arms. “This is stupid.”
“You’re stupid,” comes the fond reply.
“I wasn’t being serious,” Ranboo says.
Tubbo only grows more resolute. “I am. We’re taking a picture.”
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Purpled, Tubbo, Ranboo, and Tommy live in the same neighborhood, and they sometimes do things together.
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- Part 2 of suburbia
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Bookmarked by unojuno
10 Jun 2021
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im sitting here in science class absolutely murdering my tangle, chugging the fuck out of my master and ghost rule is blasting in my headphones im trying so hard not to cry
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Tommy was handed a small flyer in printed in black and white, with the words “POETRY NIGHT - OPEN MIC” splayed across the front in bubbled font. He fumbled with his binder as he took it, eyes wide as he said, “are you sure? I mean, I love poetry and all, but I don’t think-I’m not sure—what if I can’t write poetry?”
Mr. Sam’s dark eyes softened, and he reached out to place a hand on Tommy’s shoulder, squeezing it gently. “Everyone has to start somewhere; every poet, from me to Rudy Francisco, started off without knowing a clue about what we were doing. Tommy, it’s not about if you can or cannot write poetry, it’s about if you want to.”
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The performance poetry AU in which Tommy joins a slam team and finds a home in the arts.- Language:
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20 Jun 2022
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okay i’m pretentious and insane so i was admittedly reluctant to read this but. holy fucking shit. i’m. torn to shreds by this one