Yrsa22
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"Dockside," Techno said finally. "We'll go to Dockside. Fewer patrols, fewer cameras."
Wilbur pulled a face. "Dockside? That's where all the bad guys are."
"Better than getting caught."
"But..." Wilbur hesitated, his voice dropping to a whisper. "The Crowfather's there."
"Prime, you're not seriously scared of that bird guy, are you? He's just a vigilante."
Wilbur bristled at the teasing tone. "The matron said he takes naughty kids to his nest and pecks their eyes out. I had nightmares about him."
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When Techno and his brother ran away to escape the heroes hunting them for Wilbur's dangerous power, they had no idea what they were getting into. How long could two twelve-year-olds possibly survive alone on the streets?
Meanwhile, Phil, struggling to balance the search for lost souls as Lady Death's angel with his little side gig as a vigilante, never expected to stumble upon anything other than ghosts. Instead, he found a family.
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- Part 2 of Mutabor
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Hidden in the Shadows (Hidden in the Light) by Yrsa22
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP, Sleepy Bois Inc
17 Mar 2024
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Tommy thought this whole situation just kept getting weirder. „You broke in somewhere, just to get sandwiches? And I thought I was broke.“
„I'm not broke.“ Obviously indignant about the conclusion, the man glared at him.
„Says the guy stealing sandwiches.“ Tommy couldn't get rid of the grin that spread across his face.
„For the last time, kid. I didn't steal anything“ He started sounding really annoyed and for a second Tommy was thinking whether or not it was a good idea to rile him up that much. Then he remembered who he was.
„I'm not a child, and those are definitely stolen sandwiches.“
„I didn't steal them because they're mine and I was actually planning on sharing with you but if you want to throw a tantrum, fine, your loss.“ The stranger took the paper bag and turned towards the fire escape.
In a world full of superpowers, Tommy is trying his best to stay off the radar of heroes and villains alike. However when a young musician asked for his help, he thought the man was harmless enough. Even if he wanted to break into his own office, claiming he was locked out by his landlord.
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- Part 1 of Mutabor
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Which Brother Will Witch Wil Will Into Being by nerdiestnerdtoevernerd for Edthefatmagicturtle
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
21 Aug 2025
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"Mama?"
"Yes Wilbur?"
"I want a brother!"
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OR 5 times they should have known Wilbur was a witch and could tell the future and 1 time they realized it.Series
- Part 3 of Pinch Hits from the Void
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24 Dec 2025
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Tommy’s six years old and on his very first field trip ever, at the Science Museum with his kindergarten class right before Christmas! The museum’s so poggers, there’s fluffy elephants and shiny rocks and dinosaurs and - and okay, so Tommy didn’t actually get to see the dinosaurs. But he did get to see Santa Claus and Frosty the Snowman! But when Frosty suddenly started whacking Santa with his broomstick ‘til Santa wasn’t moving anymore, Tommy isn’t sure what to do … maybe his teacher or his brother Wilbur would know?
Phil’s somewhat more than six years old and is doing his best to inject festive spirit into otherwise routine (“It’s called a flourish, Tech, not an inefficiency –”) hits. But when Phil realizes there was an unexpected spectator to his latest job, Technoblade dedicates himself to tracking down and silencing the witness.
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24 Dec 2025
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Techno looks away first, somewhere just over his shoulder. The far wall has a map pinned across it… topographical, dotted with little red circles that Techno doesn’t recognise. He doesn’t ask.
“Wilbur’s good,” Techno says eventually, voice distant. “I know he’s good.”
“Then you know he’s wasted anywhere else.”
“He’s not ready.”
Dream’s voice stayed flat. “Neither were you.”
Techno wants to argue that. Wants to say something, anything, that’ll cut through the politics and coldness and anger Dream worked into every word. But he can’t.
Because… because maybe Dream has a point.
He got his license at sixteen. Was flying with ranked officers at seventeens. Called a prodigy years before that. No one asked him if he was ready. They just gave him wings and pointed at the sky.
He’s still not sure if he came back down.
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Or, Techno’s been forced into teaching by a medical discharge and he has definitely fully completely come to terms with it.
Enter Private W. Soot, a natural pilot with ZERO bodily preservation and an odd obsession with being perfect. In the end, he forces Techno to learn that broken wings still yearn for the sky.Bookmarked by Yrsa22
22 Dec 2025
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Wilbur believes in fairy tales. In what other world would a king have wings and a prince have tusks, could a queen not touch light, yet her baby boy be nothing but it?
Wilbur believes in second chances. In this world, they are things you make. They are from stars and stories.
It is the hundred-year rain, and Wilbur knows something the rest of them do not. It is time to make his second chance, and he'll do anything to keep this fairy tale he's stumbled into.
Bookmarked by Yrsa22
21 Dec 2025
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cosmonaut by MaelstromOfEmotions for R3DLEMONADE
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
30 Nov 2025
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Tommy knows stories — raised on them, lulled to sleep by his parents’ voices beneath the soft glow of his nightlight — and so, he knows how his story ought to end. He is meant to labor until his bones splinter beneath the weight of years, his knees stiff with age, his eyes clouded with cataracts. He is meant to serve as Dream’s soldier boy, loyal as a hound, blood-bound until the master falls — and perhaps even beyond the grave. He is meant to fade into some tired little ending, a boy-shaped shadow lowered nameless into a coffin draped in withered garlands. He is meant to tick down, second by second, toward silence.
Instead, he stands here, his heart cupped in warm, gentle hands. A heart pink and small and cherished, cradled as though it were something precious. Loved. And the story does not begin with a coronation or a kiss beneath moonlight, no. It begins with blood on the floor of a warehouse.
That, at the very least, is normal.
Or: Every other Age Reveal Fic but with a ridiculous amount of cosmic imagery and italics.
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30 Nov 2025