Natchanorange
Fandoms
- Dream SMP (7)
- Minecraft (Video Game) (6)
- Video Blogging RPF (1)
- Spiritfarer (Video Game) (1)
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Every time Wilbur has to hack one up, he wonders who they were before the fall - their hopes, their dreams...
He knows he should be desensitized to this. He knows it shouldn’t matter. These are corpses, the husks of expertly individualised Halloween masks, nothing more. Wilbur is only their reluctant undertaker.
It’s hard to keep that distance, though, when he catches sight of a wedding band on a gnarled finger, the hook of a scar showing through blood soaked skin.
Even if these things aren’t those people anymore, they’re the remnants, all that’s left. Who will be there to remember them when Wilbur’s finished decimating them?
Was it really worth them ever existing at all?
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They all have their reasons for being here, for choosing this.
Strange to think that it's all boiled down to this: two people and their weapons of choice, fighting to the death.
Fighting to The End.
Inspired by Ravenwolf75's Roses: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60335200
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The wind howls through the warped glass to stave off a deafening silence.
This isn’t Snowchester.
This isn’t Snowchester at all.
Tubbo can’t remember how he got here.
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Like a Cheap Threat by Natchanorange, Ravenwolf75
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
13 Aug 2024
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Tommy stares as his breathing levels, as he drops back into a lazy float over the waves.
Somehow, it looks like that tower will consume him if he stays.
So…
…he doesn’t.
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Or: Tommy jumps off of the tower but this time, he doesn't stick around for the aftermath.
Inspired by: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35444311/chapters/88349806
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The World is My Inside by Natchanorange
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Spiritfarer (Video Game), Dream SMP
04 Oct 2023
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“I don’t have time for this,” Dream says on the come down from his laughter. “I’m actually here to make you a deal.”
“The nuke for Tommy, right?” Tubbo guesses before he can stop himself and his own deduction shocks him into a following silence.
Dream’s mask stares at him.
“That’s the general gist,” Dream confirms. “Guess you had to get something right at some point, statistically speaking.”
Tubbo tries to ignore the barb even though it burns that secret black space that Schlatt cultivated inside him like someone has just set off a firework in his face.
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Nausea dissipates in his stomach as Wilbur slides the switchblade back into his pocket and surveys the landscape.
Bare trees shake when a chill cuts through the open air, they sway as brown leaves skitter on the blank concrete.
He looks down at the sidewalk, blotted with drops of blood like a seep-through gauze. He almost heaves, but instead it comes out a sharp breath. The mutilated corpse is finally still, it does not stir or thrash like it was and seems now to be eerily silent, leaving Wilbur as he was before. The only living man left on the roads of destruction.or: Wilbur and Quackity, in the wreck of civilization, find normalcy in each other
(This book is entirely one of fiction and does not take anything other than the character profiles from the Dream SMP)Series
Bookmarked by Natchanorange
29 Jul 2024
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This work is written so ridiculously well - there are several lines in the first chapter alone that have absolutely taken my breath away.
This lives in my soul rent free. It's just...God, the actual deep dive into human isolation and the subsequent slow burn of finding someone to worm their way through that to bring back something human.
God tier fic.
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Quackity is horribly aware of the fact that if he kisses Wilbur he will probably never want to kiss anyone else for the rest of his stupid, miserable life. If he kisses Wilbur, he will be ruined. If he kisses Wilbur—if he tips his chin up and lets Wilbur take his mouth, lets Wilbur slide his tongue into Quackity’s mouth and kiss him deep and sweet like he does everything, if Quackity sighs and tangles his fingers in Wilbur’s hair and lets himself be kissed and kissed and kissed—it’s all over. That’s it. Wilbur will know. There is no god damn way Wilbur could kiss him and not figure him out.
Bookmarked by Natchanorange
23 Sep 2025
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Psst. This is insanely well-written.
Gave me nostalgia burn for the love drug -_-
Beautifully handled issues between our two leads.
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A decade after the cancellation of the hit TV show L’manburg, Wilbur Minecraft and Tommy Innit are jobless but still living as if they’re in the glory days of their canceled show. The only one trying to actually move them along is Quackity, Wilbur’s long-suffering agent and on-and-off again but never-actual boyfriend who forces him to take a small role on season 2 of the up-and-coming TV show The Syndicate.
Bookmarked by Natchanorange
13 Aug 2025
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This lives in the cracks in my spine.
Aka, it's bloody brilliant.
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Two drivers in rival teams, trapped in a battle that goes beyond trophies and podiums.
A past buried under layers of resentment, racing towards inevitable collisions.
Wilbur wants to prove he still belongs in Formula 1. Quackity wants to watch him fail.
Neither of them is ready to hit the brakes.
Bookmarked by Natchanorange
12 Aug 2025
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This needs so much more attention.
It's bloody brilliant.
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On his first day of a new year, Quackity is horrified to find his new roommate is Wilbur Soot—his smug, infuriating high school rival. What starts as all-out dorm warfare slowly shifts into something more complicated as late-night arguments turn into laughter, tension flares into chemistry, and a dare sparks a kiss that neither of them can forget.
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Anti’s dni!!!
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Fic named after the Kesha song of the same name-https://youtu.be/DtxgCw6qsIk?si=lcC95EPVc-cdXfMr