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You may be lost (but at least we have each other) by Starsandbuttons
Fandoms: Hogwarts Legacy (Video Game)
26 Jul 2023
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“Oof” she exclaimed as air was forced out of her lungs as someone much larger landed on her. Ophelia lay there for a moment with her eyes shut preparing for the embarrassment of confronting the person she’d just dragged to the floor with her.
Opening her eyes only confirmed the predicament as a rather disgruntled “ow” sounded out above her. Pale blue eyes met hers as she confirmed the owner of the voice.
Ominis GauntOminis Gaunt and Ophelia Elise get paired together for a history of magic project. After a rocky start the two quickly form a fast friendship
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Two idiots are in love but refuse to admit it
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"I LIVED!"
Merlin closed his eyes. He could have predicted Gwaine's arrival into the modern world would be bad...He hadn't anticipated Leon's to be worse. Leon and Lancelot were supposed to be easiest of them all. The crowd all turned. The knight in question was still dressed in his armor, hands risen high to signal his triumph as he looked around. Merlin awkwardly cleared his throat and pushed himself through.
"Merlin?" He asked when he caught sight of him "You survived as well! I knew you would persevere against the trials of life as any man should. Death cannot claim us!" A woman in the crowd sobbed "Why do you look so strange?" He asked and Merlin tried to ignore the angry whispers and glares thrown their way.
"Let's talk about it after the funeral."
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In which the time has arrived for all who have fallen to rise again. Unfortunately, they are rising in the worst ways possible (Now updated with a second chapter with what Arthur was doing during all of this BS because Merry Christmas).
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19 May 2026
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“My gold.” Techno spoke, thousands of voices echoing in his words. Whispering and chattering. His calloused hand reaching up, dragging along the blood that was dripping from Tommy’s neck. Dripping down and burning away in the flames consuming the roots that held him.
The same hand that had fed him and given him shelter, as involuntary as it had been, was gently placed at the back of his skull. Techno’s thumb pulling across the golden earring that now felt like an anchor dragging him below the surface of a pool of magma.
Wearing Techno’s face, the Blood God grinned at him.
Tommy did not regret punching him.
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Td;lr: Tommy unwillingly takes refuge into the hold of a banished god.
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- Part 1 of God's acre
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Oh fuck. He’s coming back. Tommy curls up so none of his important organs are accessible, the guy has only strangled him up till now, but there was blood on the tarp, so maybe he likes to stab too. Tommy doesn’t want to be stabbed anywhere important.
Techno just sits on the other end of the couch and bounces his leg, mostly just looking at the fire, but occasionally glancing at Tommy.
“So, uh, you do anything interesting in school today?” he asks, Tommy would laugh at his awkwardness if he wasn’t so confused.
“I failed a math test,” he says. God he wishes he could go back to that being his biggest problem.
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Tommy walks in on a murder and gets kidnapped by the worlds most awkward serial killer.
Title from Sodikken's Misery Meat
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- Part 1 of Misery Meat
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In which Technoblade is a warlord/world conqueror without a heart. It’s ok though, Tommy will be his heart.
(Or AU in which Techno is taking over the world and he takes Tommy as heir with the intention of using him as a way to win over the realm. Thing is his plan works a little too well because even he ends up loving Tommy too.)
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He was in the middle of digging out a practically large quartz from the earth when he heard a branch snap from across the small stream.
His head whipped up, looking into the dense woods ahead. Usually the boy would just assume it was an animal, but his gut said otherwise. Something whispered at the back of Tommys head, telling him to be alert.
He picked up his basket, moving back a few steps to the forest's edge. He always trusted his gut, having identified the difference between anxiety and intuition ages ago.
That's when he heard a long whistle cut through the air like a knife. It was a rythemless tune, as if beckoning him to whistle back.
Oh yeah, he needed to get the fuck out of here, like now.
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Bedrock bois au where Tommy’s a practicing witch and Technoblade’s a man eating creature dead set on ridding the new pest from his property.
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- Part 8 of Dark SBI fics to make you cry

