Snowbop



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    “Oh you absolute bitch.”

    “You sound pretty salty down there, Sharp. ‘You good?” Jude snickered, leering down at Sharpness, not unlike a predator circling its prey. Which was, frankly, ridiculous—Jude was a bunny for crying out loud. A murderous, animatronic one, but still.

    But, well, Sharpness couldn't exactly deny the idea that he looked like prey, at that moment.

    Vulnerable, defenseless, weak; all because he fell into Jude's dumb one-by-one trap. Again.

    He was really starting to gain a deep and passionate hatred for armor stands.

    OR: 3 times Sharpness gets hurt, 1 time he doesn’t (at least not physically), and 1 time he doesn’t (at all)

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    07 Sep 2026

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    THIS FIC IS SO FREAKING FUNNYYY UGHHHH MY STUPID SHARPLOWWWWW <333333

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    Owen isn't an idiot. He knows that if Scott finds out he's basically a newborn in vampire terms, he's going to take the easy meal and kill him. So, he lied-said he had been alive 200 years instead of in a state of unconciousness for 200 years. Hopefully Scott buys it.

    Scott knows Owen is full of bullshit. No Sire would let a fledgling that young out of their sight at 200 years old, let alone out here. He thinks he's roughly 300, and is lying to make himself look like less of a threat.

    Scott and Owen have a truce-they both stay out of each other's business and don't kill any humans. But for some reason, Owen is so, so hungry. And animal blood isn't cutting it.

    Scott, on the other hand, is a little concerned at how bad at vampirism Owen is.

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    18 Aug 2026

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    nooo one talk to me. i am a changed girl. i cry the biggest tears every time I think about anything in this fic PLSS READ IT ITS SOO FREAKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD BWAAAAAH MY VAMPSS <333333

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    Staring at him feels personal, like peering in on a memory he doesn’t know he had. He should know this moment, this feeling, this man. He should recognize that deep, bone-aching pull inside himself that leaves him cemented in that stool, that nags at him that maybe, after all this time, he’s finally ended up in a specific place for a specific reason. There’s plenty of things he’s been waiting for— a sign, a reason, a why— but this?

    Bdubs licks his lips. “Do I know you?”

    A private smile. Even through the mask, Bdubs can see it. “Not yet.”

    “But I will?"

    Or; Bdubs jumps through time. Etho outlasts it.

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    17 Aug 2026

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    BIG TEARS IN MY EYES. BIG DRIPPING TEARS OUUUHGG OUUUH MANN CLUTCHES MY HEARTTTT THIS ONE IS GOOOOOOD <333333

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    Etho is one of the most skilled redstone masters in a city famed for its redstone mastery. However, when his city is invaded, Etho is deemed a heretic and is forced to flee. Injured and helpless, Etho is rescued by a strange man who wears a moss cloak. Together, they decide what home means for them.

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    10 Aug 2026

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    ouuugh my sweet sweet ethubs. my precious guys. this is a GOOOOD one

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    “This man tried to kill you, Sire!” The guard who had attacked Tango hopped up onto the stage, causing it to groan terribly; the poor thing probably not used to supporting so many people.

    The stranger cocked his head to the side, and Tango watched as his curls bounced with the motion.

    “Did he?” He asked, voice laced with ill-disguised curiosity as he looked down at himself.

    “-I seem remarkably unharmed considering.”

    The guard flushed pink.

    “Well- No, but- but he was planning to!”

    “Was he now?”

    He turned to address Tango, one eyebrow cocked in interest.

    “-Were you?”

    “No!”

    “See?” The blonde threw his arms wide casually.

    “-Let the man down, dammit.”

    OR: Tango, a retired mercenary finds himself taken in by the strangest royal family he's ever met.
    Title from 'Whistling Tree' by Haunted like Human, Chapter Titles from 'Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call." By Bleachers

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    31 Jul 2026

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    THJIS WAS SO CUTE I CRIEDDD oughghhhh my medieval zedangooo