vaguely bowser-shaped plastic Guy just stands there, contemplating
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"All the spirits I knew remembered how they died.”
So why didn’t this one?
“Well, my teacher always did say I was special.”
Fundy looked down at Apollo. The puppy must’ve led him here. Why? Because he was the first one to see it? Because if he could see a puppy, maybe he could see its owner. Maybe he could help.
“I’m Fundy.” He almost raised a hand for a handshake but then remembered he was speaking with a ghost, who wouldn’t be able to interact with him.
The spirit studied him. “Technoblade.”
OR
Fundy can see ghosts. Technoblade is a ghost. They meet.
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WARNING: MIGHT CONTAIN SCENES THAT INCLUDE FLUFF, HURT/COMFORT, AND (ASSUMED) CHARACTER DEATH.
READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
Yellow there! I bring you new fic! This is written for @somehowmags as part of the @technoblade-gift-exchange. So sorry if I kept you waiting. This is part 1 of 5, because splitting it up was the only way I was going to get it out in time.
I had a lot of fun with your prompt. I may have combined some things, and while Techno might not show a lot of his uncle side in this, it does focus on Fundy and Technoblade and we will have quite a few scenes with them. This was also my first time writing Fundy ever, so just be aware of that.
I don’t have much else to say, so I’ll leave it at that! Happy reading!! Hope you enjoy!!!
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one of the most infuriating things about becoming an adult is when you realize that it actually is 10x easier to solve problems by making a phone call vs literally any other communication method
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i always think abt my cousin in greece who's like obsessed with american culture, bc ill say that im going to a barbecue and she'll be like "wow.... a real life american barbecue... will there be red cups?" you bet your ass there'll be red cups. take my hand. have a hot dog. all your dreams can come true here at the real life american barbecue
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i feel like a lot of the 'i hate kids' crowd would be more tolerant if they understood that due to a kid's limited experience of the world that 4 hour flight might just be the longest they've ever had to sit still for or that trapped finger might literally be the most pain they've ever felt in their short life or they might not have ever seen a person with pink hair ever so of course they want to touch it or nobody's told them yet that they can't run around the museum and they only just learned cheetahs are the fastest animals so of course they want to put that to the test. how were they supposed to know etc etc.
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the idea that your friends won't like you if you're too weird is wrong for example one time I told a friend whenever I was losing my mind I laid down on the floor under my desk and stared at it until I was better and next time she visited me she taped a bag of salami snacks to the underside of my desk with a message saying "going insane all by yourself, handsome?" which I only saw months later when I had a breakdown. that's friendship.
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really love dynamics that are like 'it honestly doesn't matter if you view them as romantic or platonic, the point is that they love each other. the type of love is inconsequential, all that matters is that it's there'. gotta be one of my favorite genders.
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i hate that this is on “bad two sentence horror” because its actually good
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OP turned off reblogs so this is my post now. Behold, the "Objective quality vs. degree of ferality" scale
Here are a few of my own personal datapoints:
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