damwords
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Despereaux hires Shawn to accompany him to a charity gala, but keeps the details of the job under wraps.
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"Okay, okay, I get it! You're pissed." Tommy starts speaking faster, his face just as overly expressive as Wilbur remembers. "I should have reached out to you when Dad kicked your ass down to Hell. And I was going to! But, you know. A day turned into a week which turned into a thousand years and then it just seemed weird..." He trails off, not quite looking Wilbur in the eye.
"Well, congratulations! Weirdness averted!" Wilbur says sarcastically. He puts his hands in his pockets and waits for Tommy to keep doing what he does best - talk himself into the deepest hole he can.
"You weren't there, Will, you don't know! When Dad kicked you out, the whole family was rocked. Me especially!"
Wilbur almost laughs. "Oh, really? Why's that?"
Tommy stares at him. "Because I lost my favourite big brother, dumbass."
or; i rewrite scenes from lucifer with dream smp characters. that's it that's the fic
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Technoblade was running out of time. He had eaten the last scrap of food around four days ago. The water ran out three days ago. It was slowly getting harder and harder to breathe. While Techno prided himself on his ability to survive, he was pretty confident he wasn't going to make it out of this one. Stranded out in the middle of some random galaxy in a ship full of the dead bodies of his former crewmates and starving to death isn't the most impressive of deaths, but it wasn't like anyone was going to see it anyway.
And then a ship pulled up next to his.
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“Just got the word from the officials, Metros are shutting Miitka down for the night," LeClaire says almost dispassionately. “Third period we’re up against,” LeClaire consults his clipboard, “Shane Hollander. Drafted 2009, current starter for the Laval Maples, posts a .905 save percentage.”
Ilya stays where he is, rolling the name around in his head once, without much interest.
Hollander.
Doesn’t ring a bell.
Inspired by that one twitter post, what if Shane was a goalie?
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17 Feb 2026
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The air crackles around Tommy, thick with static - he has to close his eyes against the force of it. The spell thrums through him, and something else, too, some presence, warmth, deep within him. He thinks, unbidden, fierce, I love you because you are love.
The tempest dies. Tommy dares not open his eyes. His breath catches, like teetering on a cliff-edge.
“Oh, Tommy,” comes a voice with Eret’s pitch, Niki’s gentleness, Wilbur’s sonorance and accent. Then there’s a hand on Tommy’s cheek. He can’t look, but leans into it. “I always loved you too.”
Tommy uses the revival book on L'Manberg's crater-corpse. It works more literally than he expected.
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10 Feb 2026
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"I trust you," Tommy says, his eyes shiny and his legs shaking. Dream keeps his hands in his pockets, watching impassively until he takes out one hand and puts it on Tommy's arm. Tommy leans into the touch like some kind of desperate cat that's been neglected for too long and Dream smiles, a little pitying, a little vindicated.
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Fearing that his children would one day overthrow him, Kronos swallowed each upon their birth.
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05 Feb 2026
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The worst part about seeing your best friend again for the first time in months is that he's taller now.
Maybe it's just the shoes, maybe it's that Tommy's posture has gone to shit since his exile, or maybe it's just actually been a long time and Tubbo has grown a little taller but it is weird and not right and Tommy hates it.
The President's uniform fits him better than it ever did. Tommy's clothes have all gotten too loose.
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Tommy, on the fixable things.
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05 Feb 2026
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There’s a sword wound in his dad’s chest.
“Yeah. Who are you?”
Fundy purses his lips, even though he shouldn’t have expected Phil to know him in the first place. “I’m Fundy. I’m your grandson.”
Phil’s eyes widen before he shuts them tight, hands balled up into fists. He lets out a laugh that’s so bitter it makes Fundy cringe. “I don’t suppose you’re gonna make this easier and tell me you’re Techno’s?”
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Fundy Soot on; November Sixteenth, the month after, and finding what he wants.
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