Family time with dadza techno wilby and toms
the sbi being wholesome and sometimes problematic family
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"Wilby says that- that if a stranger ever tries to grab me, I can bite them." Tommy nods, giving a little glare towards Techno and his bitten hand.
"Okay." Technoblade says slowly. "But don't bite me."
"No, I'm gonna bite you."
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SBI Zombie apocalypse AU, in which Tommy is a little kid who's been separated from Wilbur. While Wilbur is on a desperate search for his little brother with Phil, Tommy stumbles across Technoblade, who is the definition of 'no chill' in the zombie apocalypse.
Techno accidentally gains a new little brother.
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The feeling of falling still terrifies me,” Techno starts - and he finds that he can’t stop, “The only way it can possibly end is me hitting the ground.”
“Not if I catch you.” Phil says with an easy smile.
And that, as sore as the washing thoughts of death were, Phil was so sure. Phil couldn’t and would never allow Techno to get hurt. And Techno allowed himself to believe it just this time, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩.
Or, a family of birds teach their newest edition to fly. Or at least they try to.
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Ever since he was a small child, Tommy dreamed of one day stepping aboard a ship and setting sail across the vast galaxy. Growing up in a large port side city with his older brother, watching as the ships docked and departed with an ever growing desire to leave with them.
A chance encounter with a mysterious man provides the boy with an opportunity to finally grab ahold of that dream. Gifting Tommy with a necklace and whispering promises that it will lead him to the greatest treasures. Pointing him in the direction of a crew that was recruiting shipmates for their journey in search of the Legendary Pirate Captain - Philza.
Tommy couldn't refrain himself from signing up himself, his brother, and his two best friends. Dragging them along for the larger than life journey through the stars.
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Or Steampunk Space Pirate AU
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- Part 1 of Discontinued
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the little children raise their open filthy palms by thanotaphobia (blue000jay)
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF
02 Jan 2021
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Phil doesn’t go into the cities anymore. Once had been enough, and he doesn’t have a death wish.
He chooses only to watch them in the distance, or pass by them from time to time as he walks. The buildings loom in the distance, their once-shining rooftops now overgrown and dull with no one to take care of them. If you get close enough, you smell the stench of rot and death. It’s a smell you can never get out of your nose, discovered one night after the initial wave where Phil tried desperately to scrub out his nose, sticking cloth and then even fingers as far up as he could to try and wash the smell out of his sinuses. It didn’t work, and the smell has stayed with him since. He tries to look past it, look past the cities, and continue walking forward. That’s what he attributes his survival to, really. The ability to look past everything, stare the dead in the eyes, and still walk on after he’s shot them in the head. They were people once, but thinking about it too much makes his hands start to shake so Phil looks past it and walks on.
(SBI zombie apocalypse AU. sort of phil-centric, but not entirely!)
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- Part 1 of battery city
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Which hurts worse? broken bones or a collar?
(Neither. A promise of kindness kills faster than any weapon.)
((So why isn't he dead yet?))
For as long as he can remember, Techno's been a fighter, a weapon, a tool for others to use and discard.
Maybe this time would be different. Maybe this time sweet words wouldn't come with stinging fists and promises of pain. Maybe this time he could finally wash the blood from his hands and live a simple life.
Eh.
Probably not.
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Buried to his eyes in debt from both his own failings and his son's stupid decisions, Philza Craft is forced to do the one thing he promised himself he would never do.
Buy a slave to enter the rings.
aka, the fic where Techno is an abused fighter and Philza unwittingly adopts him into his chaotic family. Will he learn he's more than a weapon to be used? Yes. Will it take a considerable amount of time and convincing? Yes. Will it be easy? Heck no, especially not with their pasts looming over them.
What was it Tommy always says? 'pog through the pain'?
Pog through the pain they will.
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- Part 1 of Broken Chains
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comb your hands through my hair and tell me that you love me by lightning_anon
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
10 Nov 2021
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Technoblade's parents were the best of parents: kind, caring, and loving. Technoblade's parents were the worst of people: unforgiving, cruel, deadly.
Techno loses his parents, his hair, and his autonomy. He gains a Phil, and a family. Just not in the way he wanted.
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Techno's encompass installment: a story of what we lose and what we gain.
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- Part 4 of encompass
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Meeting the Boys by Mary_Rae
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF
31 Dec 2020
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“Look at this! It’s excellent, we hit the bloody jackpot!” The blond boy crowed, The manic grin on his face matched his glee. Phil was somewhat satisfied that someone saw the beauty of his old home.
The boys are moving in. and the ghosts' seem to be extremely concerned about the boys all alone.
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- Part 2 of Ghost Family Vlog
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To Ashes, To Dust, and All that Lies Beneath by lucradiss
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game)
22 Aug 2021
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Technoblade killed, and knew nothing else.
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check chapter notes for info/trigger warnings! won’t be anything too bad, but it’s worth a look just in case.
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Hot Knives by ChelseaFrown (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
02 Jul 2021
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Tommy Travels, but eventually, he comes home.
Title based on a Pigeon Pit song.
This is a sequel, it won't make sense unless you read Nights Like These First!
This was based mostly on these lyrics:
I don’t give a shit, I’m not embarrassed I’m just
falling apart on the back porch of the house that I used to live inI don’t know if it’s the hot knives or the dissociation
could I still drive this car all night and crawl in bed with you in Oakland?
I can’t remember how it happened, I got too used to isolation
now I still talk to you at night to see you smile and feel you listenSeries
- Part 2 of Freedom (SBI)