Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
22 Mar 2021
"Except, this child is not a mob. Call it instinct, but Tommy just knows that Michael is a hybrid. Either he doesn’t know how to shift between forms, or he’s chosen not to for Notch knows how long."
Or, another Uncle Tommy fic.
“Well,” Phil says, letting go of the blond’s mouth and wiping his hand on his pants with a grimace. “There’s my unethical deed of the day.”
“You committed tax fraud this morning.”
“I did no such thing.”
(or, the ethically dubious vigilante!tommy fic, where SBI are crimelords and Tommy just wants his best friend back, man.)
- Part 16 of drabbles
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
22 Apr 2021
Until the very day he rescued Technoblade, Philza Minecraft had sworn never to become a father.
There is a story before then though. Of a man more fable than human, a city with a dark mystery threatening to tear it from the seams and the wide, gold eye of the moon. Because sometimes life is not about the future we expect, but the one fate drags you kicking and screaming into.
In which Phil just wants some fish and chips, but somehow
purchasesrescues a feral child instead.
In a world filled with superpowers, you would think that the daily struggles of life would be easier. Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo find that, that isn't the case at all for three young boys that turn to a life of crime to be able to put food on the table. It's perfectly fine though, they're determined to become renowned villains and are just getting better and better at their craft.
Until they break in and steal from the wrong house.
The trio now find themselves fleeing at every turn because they've caught the eye of Pro-Heroes and Super Villains alike.
Or Bench Trio are dirty crime children that mistakenly break into the house of Pro-Hero 'The Blade' and steal from him. Catching the interest of Philza, who wants to adopt the little thieving children who look like they desperately need a hot meal and a warm bath.
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21 Apr 2021
02 Mar 2021
Tommy stares between the three familiar faces. “Is this heaven or hell?”
“Both.” Schlatt exhales a plume of sapphire smoke. He coughs.
“Neither,” says Mexican Dream. He makes a crease in the ace of spades.
“What are you talking about?” laughs Wilbur, “I swear this is just my hotdog stand.”
Four dead men meet in the Camarvan.
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19 Apr 2021