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“I'm Tubbo,” the president introduces himself quietly, smiling without teeth. The name sounds like a broken thing – defeated, like a hollowed-out tree or a deer on the side of the road, and his grip on their hand suddenly feels too warm, singeing their fingers like something red-hot and desperate, like a child screaming for help, like a dying man clinging on for dear life.
“Ranboo,” murmurs Ranboo, stunned.
(or: a teenage president, his newly appointed minutes man, and the secrets in between.)
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The door opens almost immediately. “Michael.” Willow tree hands on the piglin’s shoulders, clad in Tubbo’s old winter coat. “Goodness, where’ve you been? You know what we said about straying too far—”
Ranboo stops. Their eyes flare wide.
They’re not that much taller. If anything it looks like they’ve shrunk, hunched over themself, which explains why they don’t hit their head on the doorframe like Tubbo had expected. Their hair is much shorter now, haphazard around their neck like they’d hacked at it with a knife, and the glasses atop the bridge of their nose look to be a newer pair, glittering gold around red-green eyes. There’s a hauntedness about them, maybe, but mainly it’s the soft, worn, lived-in sort of tired in their face. The kind that Tubbo may have known, just for a moment in time, but is now a stranger to once more.
(Their wedding ring is, noticeably, absent from their horns. Tubbo doesn’t feel anything about that. He doesn’t wear his anymore either.)
(or: a man and his family.)
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your hands are hands that grip me tight (i think i want you to just kill me) by spoopdeedoop
Fandoms: Dream SMP
16 Feb 2025
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It scares Tubbo sometimes, how much he trusts Ranboo, in a way he trusts no one else but Tommy — dangerous levels, the kind of trust that could most definitely get him hurt later down the line, but Ranboo has been around long enough that Tubbo has long grown tired of wondering why they haven’t left yet. He bumps his forehead gently to Ranboo’s and hopes they can feel how much weight there is to this, hopes the feelings he can never articulate in words are visible in how he lays himself bare for them and nobody else.
(or: scars, the people who have them, and the people who love them).
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“You talk like an old lady,” the girl complains, the gravity of Tommy’s words falling on deaf ears, but he doesn’t mind. She’ll learn. “But you’re not wrinkly yet."
He props his face up on the flat of his palm. “Just tellin’ my story, man.”
“Please don’t get old, Tommy from the Woods,” she adds in a very serious voice. “You’ll get all slow and boring and then you won’t be any fun anymore.”
If slow and boring is the worst case scenario awaiting him after all of it, Tommy thinks it wouldn’t be the worst way to go, but he chuckles and tells her “I’ll do my best” anyway. The girl nods, seemingly satisfied, and leans forward to rest her chin on the arm of Tommy’s armchair, looking up at him.
“D’you ever miss it?” She asks quietly. “Wherever you came from, I mean.”
(or: tommy innit, a worn cardigan, and getting older when you never thought you would.)
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Benjamin Fairest is not a runner. Pico had learned this when they were on the run from his awful claw-nailed sharp-teethed parents (Pico’s suggestion, because he is Pico Newgrounds), when they had finally managed to scavenge a place for the night, both aching and scared beyond belief. Ben had locked himself in the dingy little bathroom and hadn’t come out for a very long time, and Pico had remembered, rather belatedly, that running tires most people.
He’d forgotten, either because he’d been doing it for so long or because he’d sort of always been living in a perpetual state of unwavering exhaustion, that how he lives is not sustainable for others.
(It’s not very sustainable for him, either.)
(or: pico newgrounds, rabbits, and a grocery store.)
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the 'spoop is completely normal about mk's father figures' saga by spoopdeedoop
Fandom LEGO Monkie Kid
13 Nov 2023
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i have THOUGHTS about OLD MEN and it is BAD
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the au in which they are all human and live together and are best friends and everything is okay
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unveil my heart and song by starlit_miasmas
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
17 Jan 2026
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Dan Heng doesn't sing.
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“Why do they throw flowers?”
“They’re well-wishes,” Phainon answers. “Crocuses are for new beginnings, cyclamen are for love, colchicum for fidelity. They’re blessing the marriage.”
Mydei’s hand shifts a little lower, warm fingers circling Phainon’s wrist. “Your traditions are terribly sentimental.”
“Romantic,” Phainon corrects. “Just call them romantic.”
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To save his people, Mydei strikes a deal. Aid in exchange for two things: the coreflame of Strife and his hand in marriage.Series
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05 Dec 2025
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“Finish the story,” Phainon prompts, and it comes out kind of quiet, kind of weird.
“He fell in love with a warrior in Okhema,” Mydei tells him, sliding a hand under his pillow. “They were equals in just about everything, and that’s… significant to a Kremnoan. He died sacrificing himself to buy that warrior time to save the city.”
“That sounds like something a hero would do to me.”
“Maybe,” Mydei grumbles. “A real hero wouldn’t leave the one he loves to fight alone.”
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05 Dec 2025
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Phainon’s life has always been ideal and ambitious — he crosses off every achievement like a to-do list. Move out of his small homeworld and study in a prestigious college in the Planet of Festivities? Check. Take up law school at the University of Veritas Prime to chase bigger dreams? Check.
But then, in a fit of madness coupled with an existential crisis, he leaves everything behind, travels across the galaxy, and moves to Okhema, a city in Amphoreus seemingly dipped in the past.
His half-remembered dreams lead him to a library cafe, where he meets a beautiful blonde man who looks like he holds all the answers.
Now, if only Phainon can stop pissing him off.
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01 Dec 2025
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hold me like water (hold me like a knife) by insfiration
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
17 Sep 2024
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“You need a pet,” Feixiao says. “Something to keep you company.”
“A Diting,” Moze says, because of course he’s there. Probably perched like a bird atop the railing, or hanging like an overgrown bat from the rafters. “It would alert us if he needs help. He could fall down the stairs.”
“You make it sound like I'm incapacitated. I'm only blind,” Jiaoqiu says dryly.
or: they’re all so broken, but they taste just right together.
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20 Nov 2025