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Tommy was handed a small flyer in printed in black and white, with the words “POETRY NIGHT - OPEN MIC” splayed across the front in bubbled font. He fumbled with his binder as he took it, eyes wide as he said, “are you sure? I mean, I love poetry and all, but I don’t think-I’m not sure—what if I can’t write poetry?”
Mr. Sam’s dark eyes softened, and he reached out to place a hand on Tommy’s shoulder, squeezing it gently. “Everyone has to start somewhere; every poet, from me to Rudy Francisco, started off without knowing a clue about what we were doing. Tommy, it’s not about if you can or cannot write poetry, it’s about if you want to.”
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The Children's Rebellion by Aria_Cinabun
Fandoms: Origins SMP, Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF
14 Jan 2022
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His name was Tommy Innes, and he was born to touch the stars.
Of course, touching the stars was going to have to wait, because he'd lost that dream the moment his parents had died when he was ten years old—the moment he had watched that starship explosion and felt a bit of his heart die with them. He'd lost that dream when he was transported to prison and then to a place called Pogtopia.
He'd lost that dream when he watched hundreds of children starve on the streets of Pogtopia. When he and two friends become the lone survivors of the Red Planet's Genocide. When they were rescued, and he was captured again.
But maybe—maybe one day, he would regain that dream. Maybe he would hunt down the mass murderer that had executed his friends and gain his revenge—but that day was not now, and now he sat in a prison and stared at the faraway stars.
Perhaps there would be people that he could call family again. People he would see again—people whom he had lost years ago. One day.
Because he was an Avian, born to be forever alone amongst broken stars.
And Avians did not fall unless they wanted to.
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a science fiction fic about rebellion
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- Part 1 of Children of the Stars
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There's nothing wrong with you. by orphan_account
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
29 Nov 2021
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Problem.
That’s probably the first word that everyone thinks when they see her (or him?). He. He is a he. Yet, they call him “a problem girl", and then, he pretends that this isn’t about him. That's not the correct pronouns. And Eleanor isn't your name.
Thomas is a problem child because of many reasons, and that’s one of them. At this point, he already gave up.
He stares at the mirror everyday, trying to remember: a boy is in front of me. His name is Thomas, and nickname is Tommy. 14 years old. And, of course, a fucking problem orphan child.
And then, a kind man takes him from the foster home, knowing all his problems.
Perhaps, there's nothing wrong with Tommy.
Or, Tommy is a transboy that usually lived in a foster home, and Phil takes him.
DISCLAIMER: obviously everything that is stated here isn't related to real people. is a character that I created and decided to put my thoughts on. as a transgender, I don't feel uncomfortable with such stories, however, if the CCs declare they feel uncomfortable, I'll immediately delete it.
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Wilbur Soot's Cross-Dimensional Travel Guide by Freyfall
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Dream SMP
22 May 2023
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Wilbur frowned and sat up, ready to seriously chew Tommy out, but he caught a glimpse of red and blue out of the corner of his eye, on the wall. He turned his head, wondering where that came from, and stopped in his tracks once he took in the sight of the large, handmade flag on the wall. The L’Manberg flag.
He couldn’t bring himself to take his eyes off of it. The holes, patched up carefully by working hands, the singed and frayed edges - exactly as it was in his dream. It seemed to scream at him, the colors bright and strong and telling him exactly what he didn’t want to hear.
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Wilbur thought the Manberg vs Pogtopia war would be his final hurrah, the end to a tragic tale he had woven over months of countless streams. But when a lucid dream turns into his new reality, he struggles to fill the shoes of a character he’d become so familiar with - and in his efforts to return home, he unravels a mystery far beyond his imagination.
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- Part 1 of Cross-Dimensional Shenanigans
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The god Life and Death brought down a star and made it into a set of weapons; an axe, a sword, a bow, and a shield. Even if they are hundred of years old...
Our story starts with a thieving teen caught red handed, another finding a lost item once more, a brunet out hunting, and a prince trying to make a name for himself.
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It wasn’t until then Tommy realized his fatal mistake: he left the keys in the door for anyone passing by to see.
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Tubbo rightfully screamed.
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“You know, you don’t have to compliment my every shot Phil?”
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We decided to travel together to SnowChester, so we’ll be traveling buddies for a while. I’ll let you know how everything goes.
Love,
Sapnap Halo.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙ ✩ *̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .
Based off the Star Forged AU by WolfyTheWitch
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Wilbur stared up at the boy that challenged the sun in front of him, blue eyes shining brilliantly and hair riffling in the wind like fields of golden wheat on a farm field, feeling as if he was about to be blinded.
A few years after Tommy's former mentor and guardian, Sam, dies in a tragic accident in the midst of the zombie apocalypse, he finds himself held at gunpoint by a curly-haired man with a guitar strapped to his back. Begrudgingly, the two become partners - and end up getting mixed into something much deeper and dangerous than the undead.
or, the fic in which tommy and wilbur accidentally get themselves into a bunch of shit.
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- Part 1 of wasteland
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A series about Wilbur Soot, witch who didn't know he was a witch who adopted 3 familiars and thus they are the Sleepy Boys Coven.
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"So?" The God of the World asks, extending the book. "Will you write the story of this world, or will you continue to be a mere side-character?"
Wilbur opens his eyes and gives Dream a little half-smile-- probably the realest smile he's given since he arrived here. He reaches out and carefully takes the book from the god's grasp. "Every symphony needs a conductor. Every epic needs a playwright," he murmurs.
"Every story needs an author. I think we'll be good friends, Wilbur Soot. Author of the DreamSMP." Dream chuckles.
"Author of the DreamSMP," Wilbur muses, pulling the book close to himself and cracking it open to flip through the blank, empty pages. So many pages, so many possibilities. "It has a nice ring to it."
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- Part 2 of Starbi Main Fic Collection