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The royal family of Antarctic empire isn’t exactly close.
Emperor Philza is always occupied; Tommy hasn’t seen Techno in months, and even if Wilbur is here, their relationship can be described to be strained at best.
The royal family doesn’t need to be close, however, it only needs to be balanced, like the pillars holding the country above their heads – as long as they are strong and steady, the Empire will be too. It’s the principle that held Tommy’s back straight and his shoulders broad through the years of hardships and trials of errors; through yet another formal meeting where his father’s gaze would look past him and where his brother’s words would be filled with poison that makes the deepest parts of his soul ache.
At that time, Tommy couldn't know that his family would find a replacement for him in the face of a commoner boy named Ranboo.
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Tommy's family has replaced him. It's only fair that he gets to do the same.
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- Part 1 of The curse of being young
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20 Jun 2026
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fun fact: birds have right of way on utah highways! by caniscyanide for cosmic_rock
Fandoms: Dream SMP
13 Apr 2026
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In the midnight hour on a dead and buried Sunday, the sleekest, flashiest gold Rolls Royce sped like lightning down a highway, the windows rolled down so its driver could yell obscenities at anybody who tried to pass him. His golden wings were flared out behind him, the agitated movement so drastic that one peeked out of the car window, feathers ruffling furiously in the fast winds.
“Get out of my fucking way, asshole!” Quackity snapped at a driver as he overtook him, golden tooth gnashing as he scowled, to which he received a rather impressive string of curses and a middle finger his way. “Don’t you know I have right of way?”
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OR: after NOT blowing up las nevadas (woah), quackity decides to take a short five-hour trip to utah to see the shithole that wilbur works - though, wilbur doesn't seem too keen on quackity being here.
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...where else would he go?
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- Part 4 of ender and sol's tntduo oneshots!! 🎱
- Part 1 of post-canon tntduo fix-it <3
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11 May 2026
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Quackity clasped his hands together and closed his eyes. “H-Hello?” His voice was raspy and broken from disuse. He cleared his throat, “Hello. I-I need help, any at all. Just… food or protection or… anything. I'm sorry, I do not know who patrons this temple, but I'm willing to do whatever you need.”
Apophis was in a deep slumber. Had been for centuries. He was a forgotten god and served no more purpose. And then, he was awoken.
There was a young man at his altar. A mortal.
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- Part 2 of Asphodel's Tntduo!!
- Part 1 of Asphodel's God AU Ver II
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11 May 2026
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Las Nevadas was built to be untouchable. Quackity made sure of that. Every rule, every silver blade, every sleepless night was meant to keep the past where it belonged--far away from the council that once decided what he deserved to become, and the family that taught him love was conditional.
Wilbur is a complication. A banned presence with too much charm and too many questions, poking at wounds Quackity refuses to acknowledge. Their hostility borders on something far more dangerous, especially when old truths begin to surface, and the city’s carefully maintained balance starts to falter.
Some judgments are not just. Some bonds are broken right after they are forged. Some legacies don’t stay buried, and in rare cases, they split you open from the scars they were contained in.
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Two deeply damaged idiots circle each other while pretending they are not unraveling.Bookmarked by Slimeboii
11 May 2026
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youre not scared of what you dont know by spamtenna_enjoyer
Fandoms: Dream SMP, QSMP | Quackity SMP, Video Blogging RPF
28 Dec 2025
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A bright smile spreads across their face. With venom laced on their tongue, Q hisses sweetly, “And what’s your name for the order?”
Something in the way Q speaks rattles Wilbur to his core. He can’t decide if he wants to make a run for it or lay down his life for the diner employee. Static floods his mind, and his hands go limp at his sides.
His brain fights against the walls of his skull, and Wilbur blinks away the haze from behind his eyes. He takes a moment to glance around and ground himself in reality once more. Remembering the question, Wilbur turns back to Q and answers with the most charming smile he can muster, “Ah, I don’t really remember. Call me what you like.”
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Wilbur is a vampire and forgets he's a vampire. Well, actually, he forgets who he is.
Quackity is a fae who's more than a little curious about this weird "mortal" who doesn't know his own name.
[DISCONTINUED... unless i get some random urge to update this one day, but don't count on it. I'm really sorry, I'm not really active in this fandom anymore]
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07 Apr 2026