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so, so golden (be my sun) by cherrykai (merikai)
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
17 Oct 2021
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“So,” Tommy says slowly, “I am one of those ‘possessions?’” He holds up air quotes as he says it, and he leans his head back as Techno scratches a good spot in his hair, the other beginning to let out a quiet, soothing rumble- like chuff-chuff.
“Well,” Wilbur murmurs, making his way over to tilt Tommy’s head, “you are one of them, but you're not just one of our things. You're still Tommy."
“I see,” Tommy replies, softly, as if to not disturb the little trance Techno is in, his crimson eyes sparkling as he stares at the golden spread across Tommy’s curls. Wilbur seems to be following suit.
“Yeah, no," Techno murmurs, butting his head against Tommy’s chest, “we’re keeping him.”
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or; dark sbi and they just. you know. wilba finds out he's been fighting a small child and goes Mine
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- Part 8 of softkai works
- Part 1 of the reams of grey stencils that fill the tapestry
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There’s a moment of quiet, where all Techno does is hold Tommy tight to his chest, like he’s afraid he will lose him again if he lets go. “I won’t let you die again,” Techno finally whispers, another half-apology. Whether his words will reveal themselves to be true is inconsequential, because he means them with every fibre of his being. He will protect Tommy until he cannot anymore.
Technoblade never dies. So far, this is a fact. But Tommy—child, soulmate, could-be-brother—does. And so, Techno holds him closer, and he prays that he will never have to let him go.
Or: The one where Tommy and Techno are soulmates. This isn't as great as you might think.
(canon bedrock bros but with double life soulmate mechanics ft angst and hurt comfort)
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- Part 23 of Theo’s Minecraft Men Writings
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Running in the Shadows by Impala_Cherry_Trickster
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
20 Nov 2022
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Tommy is an assassin, sworn to the side of the Syndicate.
They weren't expecting a sixteen-year-old boy though.
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Technoblade was stalking across the warehouse towards him, looking angrier than Tommy had ever seen him.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Technoblade hissed. His broad, gloved hand closed around Tommy’s bicep and he yanked him roughly to his feet. Tommy was pliant as Technoblade manhandled him, feeling over his clothes for any sign of injury. “Jesus. Are you hurt?” the man demanded.
Tommy’s mouth was dry. His old fear had been replaced completely, overtaken by this new one.
“I— I’m okay,” he managed to stumble out. “I’m not hurt.”
Thick fingers caught his chin and lifted his head up. Technoblade looked furious, even as he continued to scan Tommy for injury. “Then maybe you’d like to explain just what the hell you were thinking?”
Or, Tommy's only been living with Technoblade, Phil, and Wilbur for a few months and so far, it's been going well. Then Tommy fucks up. Massively. It's a good thing Wilbur’s done this all before. It turns out, Tommy's not the first kid Technoblade and Phil have raised.
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- Part 3 of You Do Enough Talk
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There was a kid in SBI’s territory.
On its own, that fact posed little problem. As the most powerful crime ring in the city, a single street kid was hardly a large enough issue to be on their radar.
But this was their territory. And SBI took care of their territory and all of the people in it. Since establishing themselves all those years ago, they had made it clear that they would provide protection to those their territory encompassed, especially the children. They set up shelters and kitchens for those on the streets, taking special care to secure safety for the kids who came to them for help.
Their territory may be considered rough to an outsider, but to those within, SBI were the guardian angels of the neighborhood. Deadly angels, perhaps, but angels all the same.
So the fact that— according to their informants— there was a kid out there, sleeping on the streets and refusing help from the shelters—
Well, it was concerning to say the least.
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- Part 1 of You Do Enough Talk