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he's a little concussed, but he's got the spirit by third_crow
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF, Dream SMP
04 Aug 2021
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“You good now?” Techno asked, rubbing circles into Ranboo’s back.
“Wednesday,” Ranboo said with confidence. He held back another gag, closing his eyes as his stomach clenched again. When it passed, he blinked dazedly and seemed to process what had happened. “That’s not good, right? Throwing up?” Ranboo looked up at Techno, his eyes tired.
“It’s… not ideal,” Techno said.
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Ranboo gets a concussion in the nether; now Techno just needs to get him home without giving him a second one.
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Bookmarked by Lukaria_Rabbit
18 Jun 2026
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EEEEEEEEEEEEEE SUFFERING I LOVE ITT
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Sometimes I'd forget
Rocky has been stranded, alone and light years away from home for 46 years. For a long time it seemed like nothing would ever change. But a new arrival in Tau Ceti system is about to alter the course of history; For Rocky, for Erid, and for another world far, far away.
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Beta read by chez_levi! Thank you for your notes, and curse you for your implications about metaphors
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Bookmarked by Lukaria_Rabbit
18 Jun 2026
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I have NO idea why I didn't bookmark this the moment I read it
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Techno didn’t start out as a problem child.
In fact, for a little while, it seemed like adults were clamoring to get their hands on him; the cute little bunny hybrid that he was. But that was a long time ago. Now he just has the lurid memories of their hands and eyes. Always reaching. Always watching.
Techno just wishes everyone would disappear and leave him alone.
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Bookmarked by Lukaria_Rabbit
09 Jun 2026
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AUUGGHHHHH THIS IS SO GOODDD
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Death and Charcoal by third_crow
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF
12 Jul 2021
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In the dim lantern light, Phil could see the contents of the bucket now. It was purple and nearly iridescent. Phil’s stomach dropped. “Ranboo?” He said, ducking his head down to get a look at the kid’s face. The same purple liquid dripped from his mouth. Tears burned streaks down his cheeks. “Ranboo, is this blood?”
He almost didn’t want to know the answer. He knew Ranboo was half enderman, and that his blood wasn’t red like human’s blood. After doomsday when he’d found Ranboo in the rubble, the kid had a few cuts and scrapes, nothing major, but he had noted that his blood was a dark purple color. He hadn’t dwelled on it much. Now, it mattered.
“Ranboo,” Phil said, more firmly now. “Is this blood? Are you throwing up blood?”
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Or, ranboo makes bad choices because this fandom needs more sickfics
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Bookmarked by Lukaria_Rabbit
04 Jun 2026
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LOVE the suffering in this one. scrumptious.
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He blinks, and blinks, as he stares at his own body, everything growing out of focus as he stares and stares at the blood pooling underneath the body- the corpse that he once inhabited. He heaves, falling onto the floor, shaking and trembling, looking at his hands, that shift and shift, no longer the human part they were supposed to be. His own form is rippling, like the disturbed water of a once peaceful pond, twisting and becoming, like a horrific form of metamorphosis, as he watches what once was become nothing at all. He closes his eyes, the two, three, six, eleven, a thousand eyelids closing, as he lets it go, all fear and similar draining out of him, as he feels the shifting start to slow down, not as brutal as before.
Phil closes his eyes, and Philza opens them, breathing, once again.
The player's body is not made to withstand the World. The changes are imperceptible at first glance, the Universe's attempt in assimilating those it loves... In Hardcore, however, the changes can get... a bit drastic.
OR: After Phil's death in his second hardcore World something... changes within himself. The blood god can sometimes not only be a phrase...