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And she looks the thing in the eyes, wants to see it as it dies, and she knows that blue. She’s never seen that look in his eyes, but they’re his eyes, and she knows it, and she rockets back, feeling colder than she’s ever felt, even on that raft at the end of her life. Even now, where she can still feel the little girl in the cold forever.
That’s- not right. Not true. It can’t be right, or true, because it doesn’t make sense. Sharks don’t have Fin’s eyes. Fin can’t be a shark.
And yet, the longer Nova looks at the bleeding, gasping shark, writhing and choking on air, the more she is sure, in her gut, that that shark is Fin.
Nova’s killed him.
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- Part 5 of As Certain As A Shark Having Teeth
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“Fin,” Nova manages, choked in a way that makes her want to kick herself. “Fin, I’m okay. I’ve heard worse.”
“You shouldn’t hear it at all,” he insists, pulling away, pacing the room in tight laps. “It’s stupid, and what’s their problem with a scar, anyways? It’s so-”
“Fin,” Nova interrupts, again, more firmly this time. “Hey. It’s fine. It’s not a pretty scar, and it’s in a visible spot, I know. I’m perfectly fine.”
“It’s a scar,” Fin huffs. “It looks like a scar. I don’t get it.”
or, five times nova tells some stupid story about her scar, and the time she tells the truth.
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- Part 4 of As Certain As A Shark Having Teeth
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“You don’t have to do this,” He murmurs, chin on her head, swaying them gently in place. “You’re not responsible for keeping us all together the way you have been.”
“Who is, then?” She asks, and it’s light, teasing, but it only seems to sadden him further. “Seriously, Fin, I don’t mind. They’re just kids, and you have so much on your plate, and-”
“You’re a kid too, Nova,” He tells her, and she knows she freezes in his arms, but to her relief, he doesn’t try to pull away, instead rubbing a hand up and down her back so gently she wants to cry. “You’re the same age as Matt. God, I can never stop thinking about it.”
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- Part 3 of As Certain As A Shark Having Teeth
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They seem to realise what they’re doing at the exact same moment. Tubbo yanks his hands away, like he’s been burned. Tommy flinches away in turn.
“You’re supposed to be dead,” Tubbo repeats.
Tommy, unable to help himself, dryly replies: “Yeah, I’m starting to gather that.”
Tubbo reels back and punches him, hard, right in the eye.
So, some things could go through the green glass door. Grass, but not flowers. A happy person, but not a sad one.
or: tommy is tired enough before his dead best friend breaks into his home.
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This'll Be The Day That I Die (This'll Be The Day That I Die) by allieae, bonespell
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
20 Apr 2022
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“I don’t fuckin' understand, Wilbur,” Tommy exclaims, gesturing wildly. “You gotta understand that this sounds crazy. Shotgun Saturdays with Techno crazy.”
“Look,” Wilbur spins on his heel, puts his hands on Tommy’s shoulders. “Today is Tuesday, but yesterday was Tuesday too.”
“Yesterday was Monday, Wil.”
Or, a Crimeboys Supernatural/"Mystery Spot" AU
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“It’s not the end of the world,” Fin grumbles. “It’s fine, Nova, I can fly.”
“I don’t think so,” Nova chides, shooting Lucas a look. “Your experience chalks up to landing a plane. I’m flying, that’s final. Matt taught me too, you know.”
I’m not letting you get yourself killed, she doesn’t say.
or, five times nova thinks "fin is going to get himself killed", and the one time she thinks, "fin's got this shit handled."
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- Part 2 of As Certain As A Shark Having Teeth
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The time to kill the man in charge comes sooner than Toby would have liked. For the first time that night, his heart began to pound against his ribs, merciless, leaving him struggling for breath. The bastard’s been sleeping in his parents’ room, all alone, and it makes Toby sick.
Toby checks the gun. There’s only one bullet in the chamber - He considers the irony. He gets one shot at this. He supposes it doesn’t really matter - He doesn’t intend to fail.
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- Part 3 of Look Alive, Little Paradise
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Ranboo has been living on borrowed time for years. His life has been a debt to that day, to the gas, to himself. He knows he shouldn't be alive. He does not take a moment of that for granted. As he approaches the city he’d once called home, with a family he can’t bear to lose, he wonders if this is where he pays it.
Tommy holds his hand, Tubbo holding his other. The scars that make up his body had twinged in unison when the bubble had come into view, as massive and life-ruining as Ranboo remembers it to be. Few things in life are the same as one sees them as a child - Ranboo knows, however, that even his young brain couldn’t magnify this.
He surveys the group, and wonders who he will lose this time.
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- Part 2 of Look Alive, Little Paradise
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All I've Ever Known (Is How To Hold My Own) by bonespell
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game)
02 Mar 2022
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Techno’s life feels full in a way it hasn’t since he left home, barely an adult. Despite Wilbur looking for an apartment nearby, insistent on moving out with Fundy, being an adult again, it doesn’t feel like he’s losing anything.
Plus, he knows if all else fails, he still has Tommy living with him. Loud, frustrating, sweet, wonderful Tommy. Techno wonders how he got so lucky, to find this kid, bring this light into his life that just refuses to stop shining.
“You in there?” Wilbur raps his knuckles on Techno’s forehead, not unkindly. “Much to think about?”
“Yeah,” Techno shrugs, wiping the sweat from his brow, refusing to elaborate silently. He knows Wilbur wouldn’t judge or make fun of him, but it’s still vulnerability, and Techno’s been told he’s allergic. “Let’s get this done, before Tommy gets home.”
“Alright, Mr. Stoic,” Wilbur teases gently. “Let’s do.”
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My Heart Beats Only For You (And Your Tiny Son And This Feral Kid We Found Too) by bonespell
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game)
31 Jan 2022
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“Shit!” Techno barks out, and the kid cackles, rolling out from under him, hopping to his feet. He makes to jump the fence. “That was a dirty move!”
“I don’t fight clean,” The kid tells him, cheeky. “Clean fighters lose, yeah? I think I’ll be headed out now.”
“At least give me the hint,” Techno groans, rolling over into his stomach to glare the kid down.
“Hmm,” The kid puts a finger to his chin, mockingly. Techno doesn’t appreciate it, but he’s a little incapacitated right now. “Starts with a T. See you, Technoblade!”
“Wait-” Techno starts, but the kid doesn’t hesitate as he launches himself over the fence and into who-knows-where. Techno sighs, long, as the pain finally subsides, and he stands, brushing the dirt and dust off his front.
Techno finds himself smiling. It’s been a while since someone got the jump on him. He still doesn’t know what about that kid, exactly, set him off the way it did, but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t figure it out.
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“I know,” Niki finishes for him, seemingly just the tiniest bit choked up. “It’s not like we’re the only people missing someone.”
Techno looks away as she says that. Tommy’s heart pulls in a familiar way - He hates to admit he knows exactly how she feels, but…
“We’ve got eachother,” Tubbo says, firmly. “None of you plan to go anywhere, right?”
“He’s right,” Techno shrugs, resting an elbow on Tubbo’s shoulder in solidarity. “We do have eachother, and we’ll stay that way.”
Niki’s smile is soft, and Ranboo leans his cheek on Tommy’s head.
or, the last-ditch attempt to escape the only home you've ever known.
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- Part 1 of Look Alive, Little Paradise
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Deo points his plane towards the sea, Tommy’s wreckage already falling fast, but choked, Luke says, “Deo, no! Don’t-”
“We have to find him-” Deo shouts back, aware he’s panicking-
“People don’t survive crashes like that, Deo!” Luke shouts back, matching his volume. “Even then, we don’t have the fuel or the resources to help right now-”
“I’d rather die with him than leave without him-”
“No!” Bitzel out-shouts them both. He’s definitely crying - Deo can almost see it just by his voice’s thick wavers. “Deo, we can’t lose you too. We’re not strong enough, we couldn’t take it-”
Deo jerks. “Well, I can’t take losing him-”
“Deo, don’t-”
Deo pushes his plane into a nosedive.
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- Part 2 of Fly, Fly Away
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Tommy knows the taste of war when it’s airborne.
He knows it more vividly than he thinks he’ll ever know anything - The excitement of men, the stench of fear, the taste of blood yet to be spilled heavy on his tongue.
Who the hell is going to war? Are there even still wars to be waged, Tommy wonders? Have they not all lost enough, watched their world end enough times? Are they not all as tired as he is?
It takes a few hours for him to know exactly who’s fighting - Cold fills his chest, his body, his bones. Not again. He can’t do this again.
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When the high-pitched ringing starts, he chalks it up to the normal chaotic happenings. Maybe someone’s annoying someone else with it. After a minute of it, he goes outside to tell them to knock it off, like a grumpy old man.
Save the ringing, it’s eerily quiet. It hits Tommy like a truck - That’s the alarms.
The prison’s been breached.
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“He’s done a lot of bad things, and has betrayed your trust fully,” She continues, graciously ignoring how glossy Tommy’s eyes must be. They’re too hot for it to be otherwise. “The first thing to do is realise you don’t need to forgive him. You have every right not to.”
Tommy blinks, hard, to try to stave off the tears that come intrinsically from the subject.
“But,” Puffy looks away, “If you still love him as you did before, not out of obligation, I think… That means something. That should be a factor in your decision.”
“And if I,” Tommy’s voice is a choked whisper, “Wish I didn’t? Love him as he is, instead of for how he was?”
“Well,” Puffy meets eyes with him, and Tommy’s almost startled by the resolve in her gaze. “Then you have to decide if that love is worth the space it consumes.”
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It’s a quiet symphony that plays in his head, but Tommy can feel his ears ringing nonetheless.
It’s the same symphony that carefully rejects the concept of quiet, that wakes - did wake - him up late at night. Tommy’s laying in his dirt hovel, and the walls are closing in.
Red Herring - An intentionally misleading clue.
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Fighter Jets Sing For Suffering (Honey, We Are Buried Under The Stone) by bonespell
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game)
03 Jul 2021
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The first thing Deo feels again is this ache.
Why does he ache?
He forces his eyes open and freezes in place.
He’s under debris that’s precariously leaning - He can see dust fluttering down as it shifts. He holds his breath, knowing he can’t risk even to sneeze - He’s only heard stories like this from grizzled old veterans in Hypixel.
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Before We Get Older (Let's Do Everything) by bonespell for evihqrah
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game)
12 Jun 2021
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The happiest Deo has ever seen Tommy, he thinks, is right now, as he looks over at Tommy from where he’s lounging in the co-pilot’s seat.
Tommy’s hair is blowing around his face, and his eyes are watering due to the wind, and his grin is wider than Deo’s seen it. The aviator goggles Deo’s noted as new are on Tommy’s head - It’s like he doesn’t even need them, not really.
It’s like Deo’s seeing Tommy for the first time - All of him is in the air, in this flight, at home high above the ground. It’s like he’s finally found his designated place in the world, with one hand on the throttle and the other on the control wheel.
Deo, both hands on his hat, Tommy’s infectious grin mirrored on his own face, wonders just how to find that kind of bliss.
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- Part 1 of Fly, Fly Away
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Rarely will there be a persistent enough fool - someone numb to the glares and the sadness and the empty threats of the boy with the streaks of white in his hair. Numb to the not-so-empty threats of the boy with more scars than face, numb to the sad looks of the lonely king and their lonely throne.
The answer is always the same.
“We don’t sing anymore,” They are told, every time, by anyone they ask. They’d left music in the smoking remains of their nation, high above the ground on an obsidian grid. There is a guitar up there still, rotting. There is the patch of a flag, ripped hastily from a sleeve, faded in the sun and rain.
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“I,” Tommy breathes. “Yeah, I think I can… come home. As long as you hold your end of the promise.”
“There’s nothing I’d rather do,” Ranboo smiles into Tommy’s hair. “Let me know when you’re ready.”
Tommy gives an affirmative hum, and Ranboo exhales in relief. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Ghostbur stand.