Fae Things DSMP Edition
pretty self expanatory, Tommyinnit-centric because I hyper-fixate
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"I'm sure," they trilled, squatting down to be on his level. (Relatively, anyway. The fucker was still tall.) "May I have this big man's name?"
"Only if I can have yours first," he quipped back. It seemed to be the right response, as soon their head was ducked as their shoulders shook with mirthful chuckles.
"You're a bright one, child. I think I'll call you sunshine."
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or, Cypherr has fae brainrot -
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All the stories warn against going into the woods, warn about creatures hiding there. They say there are lilting voices singing from the shadows, promising glittering daydreams with sharp teeth. They say the creatures there will take you far away to never be seen again.
There was a boy, the village whisperers, safely in the circle of light, glancing over their shoulders at the trees beyond it. There was a boy who strayed too far.
They say you can still hear his laughter as it’s carried on a breeze, bright and wild, like youth frozen in amber, like ghosts falling delicate from the branches.
(Strange things happen to boys who linger too long beyond the veil. Magic infects like a disease, like rot, eating away everything human that lingers, until his eyes are an unbroken summer sky blue and there are flowers in his hair and he sings with a voice that haunts the shadows.)
(Here is our story: A boy goes home.)
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He makes himself flexible, he makes himself open- a murder of crows and a pack of wolves? Sure, bring it on. Tommy wants to learn about magic and legends and spirits? Okay, Sam will become an expert just for him.
or, Sam decides to be the best damn dad on this side of the ocean, and no one could possibly stop him. Except maybe those three fae in the forest that are interested in his son.
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- Part 10 of Anything and Everything
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Wilbur’s eyes went wide. Inside, there was a little baby human. Wilbur didn’t know ages very well—he didn’t even know his own—but the baby couldn’t be older than 2. Most likely even younger.
The thing was bundled tight in blankets. He had blond hair just like his father. Wilbur blinked curiously at it.
A thought hit him.
What was something fae often took?
A human’s firstborn!
Wilbur grinned. Perfect!
See? Wilbur knows how to be a fae. He doesn’t need anybody to teach him.
Or, Wilbur is a lonely fae who stumbles upon Phil and his baby. Wilbur decides Phil has trespassed so he gets to take something of value. Free brother!!!
If any CCs state they are uncomfortable with this kind of fic, I will take it down!
Series
- Part 24 of Fractal’s One Shots
- Part 1 of My Stolen Sunshine
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My, What Sharp Teeth You Have by izzybelledot
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
10 Mar 2022
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Tommy stumbles across a fae. There are probably about twenty different ways that could go, and every single one he knows ends up with him being dead or as good as dead.
But Nook isn't some scary monster from the stories he's heard, and Tommy can't help but trust him.
Or: Tommy runs into Sam in the woods, and can't gaslight, gatekeep, girlbosss his way out of this one.