#vrill fics

[villruu]

Have you ever wanted to read a fic set post-canon about Avery? No?

Well, here it is anyway.

a lonely wake A oneshot about Avery trying to decipher how he's feeling after Derek sacrificed himself for the world.

[villruu]

Battleship Masterpost

Participated in battleship this march! Did not get to write as many fics as I've wanted (curse you classes) but I did write a lot still :) So behold the result of a lot (LOTS) of frantic writing! @mcytbattleship

SMPEarth

Know What (can't) Be Shown (8,766 words) Gen | Cxlvxn & Technoblade

A choose your own adventure about Calvin and what lies inside the Antarctic Fortress.

Hide and Rescue (1,192 words) Gen | Cxlvxn & Technoblade

In which Newfoundland has been experimenting with life, so Calvin and Techno crashland into a island full of danger.

Dream SMP

Wait For It (the wheat) (2,499 words) Gen | Early pre-Independance L'manberg Ensemble

The quintet of revolutionaries try their hands at harvesting wheat, with various results.

And History (won't) Forget (1,160 words) Gen | Wilbur Soot

The wikipedia page of one Wilbur Soot, in the far distant future.

Maternal Amorality (1,352 words) Gen | Fundy & Sally

Sally, as offputting and weird as she is, is still Fundy's mother. Unfortunately.

Define Sonhood (564 words) Gen | Fundy & Eret

In which Wilbur brings a strange creature to camp, and Eret finds something a bit familiar to him.

Finding Something, Maybe Answers (8,166 words) Gen | Eret

A daemon au where something is deeply, deeply wrong with the Museum.

Mutually Assured Daemons (1,851 words) Other | Dream / Eret

A relatively normal day with a relatively normal visit between Dream and Eret, in an universe where daemons exist.

[villruu]

Winter (Over) Confidence

AO3

Deciding to start an empire in the coldest continent, at the beginning of winter, having never experienced such a season before is what one may call, generously, a bit of overconfidence. At least, that's what Philza thinks. Techno is too busy getting sick to have an opinion about it

My treat for @stresscr0w for the @mcytblrholidayexchange

[villruu]

Wanna read about Alex getting help and becoming friends with Tim? An au where nothing bad happens (so far)?

Look no further.

Second chapter of too sweet for me is out! A whooping 13.6K!!!!

[villruu]

Fake tags: psychosis, hurt/comfort, mind meld

Tags: psychosis, hurt/comfort, mind meld

Brian thought he would welcome emptiness, silence, something along the lines where he wouldn't have to continue thinking, breathing, living with his regrets. Instead, it's just him, alone, with the thing he thought would save him from the Ark. ----- Contrary to expectation, there's always an adjustment period whenever It gathers the broken from the Ark. It just didn't expect this one to hold on so strongly.

I always have so many thoughts about Skully and how It interacts with others<3

[villruu]

When one looks at the Moon from the Earth, one usually thinks about how pretty it looks. Maybe admires its shine in the dark skies. At most, wonder what Earth would look from up there.

One would not think about how to get off said Moon if trapped there, although, maybe Phil and Techno should have thought about that before the portal had gotten blown up on their faces.

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Ambushed at the Moon Portal and now stranded in the Moon, Techno and Phil must now find a way to get back to the Empire before their resources (or their nation) end.

🥺 a snippet please?

[cocks gun] Moon's haunted

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"I mean, is food that necessary?" Techno half-heartedly said, as he continued trying to revive the half-destroyed radio in his lap, "Didn't people say the moon was made out of cheese or something?"

Phil, still standing up and looking around with his sword ready to attack, rolled his eyes.

"Mate, this shit is just rocks," As if to demonstrate, Phil kicked at the floor, scowling at the cloud of dust that jumped into the air, "We could try and eat the enderman though."

"Sure," Techno snorted, trying to not flinch when the radio started to spark in his hands, "Trying to catch a mob notoriously known for its teleportation and tendency to bite your head off is a better idea than mine."

"Your idea is to not eat," Phil scoffed, taking a few steps closer to Techno to try and peer at the radio, "But there aren't that many endermen around, so maybe my idea isn't that good either."

The other sighed, dropping the radio and scowling at it, huddling into his cape for just a little more warmth. The moon's temperature, while milder than the Antarctic, was still colder than normal. A cold that felt different from their home, a cold that seemed to try and drain them of any energy, any warmth.

"That's a good point," He continued, staring at the broken radio and trying to think of a good way to make contact with their empire, "I would have thought there would be more around, this is free real state after all. No noisy players, or water or anything."

A noise suddenly started in the distance.

At first, it sounded not unlike an avalanche, a phenomenon relatively common in the Antarctic Empire considering how high up in the mountains they liked to build. But then, the pitch started to go up, and up, and up. Like claws digging into glass.

Technoblade shuddered, fur raising up in alarm, as he shared a wide-eyed look with Philza.

Then, after what seemed like eons, the sound ended, a roar not too dissimilar to an endermen's dying screech. All around, the few mobs seemed as alarmed as the two players, some even teleporting away in a hurry, like deer upon hearing a wolf's howl.

"...I think I have a guess as to why there aren't many enderman in the moon," Phil said, white knuckle grip on his sword, wings half raised in an alarmed posture.

[villruu]

Fake amnesia with Alex and Jay?

send me a reverse trope and MH characters & I'll write something for it

On AO3

At first struggled w this one (couldn't decide between who was the fake amnesiac) and then this came to mind and i may do another oneshot about this lmao?

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Alex woke up, for once, not wanting to die.

It was a novel feeling, to be honest. Waking up without having that deep dread rooted inside him, eating him from the inside out, without feeling like he was being observed, like he was about to become prey. Waking up and just feeling… nice.

He could hear the sound of someone in his kitchen, the sound of pots being moved and the old fridge being opened and closed and opened and closed. And, while usually, that would be enough to make him grab the gun he hid underneath his pillow, today, it just merely made him snort fondly and get up, pausing to even yawn and stretch.

How could he be worried, when he knew exactly who was inside his house? He had been the one to invite him yesterday.

The mere memory of yesterday was enough to make Alex smile, feeling giddy and happy in a way he hadn’t felt in ages.

This was the perfect opportunity, the perfect chance to at least make sure nothing bad happened, to at least keep one person alive. He just had to make sure the other didn’t find his computer or where he had been staying, and it would be okay. With no clues, the other would have no other option but to leave.

When Alex entered the kitchen, he couldn’t help the amused snort upon seeing Jay startled and fumble with something at his appearance, probably a pan or a mug knowing how clumsy Jay was.

“You slept okay?” He asked, leaning against the counter.

“Oh! Uh, yeah,” Jay nodded nervously, turning around to pour himself some coffee, “Thanks, by the way, for letting me stay. I, uh, I didn’t know where I would have gone.”

“Of course you could stay,” Alex said, grabbing a mug to pour himself coffee too, “Didn’t have any luck with your phone?”

“Uh, no, not really,” Jay mumbled, fidgeting with the shirt Alex had loaned him, frowning nervously at his shoes.

“Damn, that’s a shame dude,” Alex commented mildly, like he hadn’t been the one to crack open the phone and carefully pry away parts of the hardware so it wouldn’t work, “Was the chip okay, at least?”

“I don’t, I don’t think so,” Jay grimaced, clutching tightly his mug, “I, um, I have no idea why. Maybe I broke it, um, broke it before you found me?”

“Probably,” Alex said, satisfied as a smug cat internally, “Guess you’ll have to get a new one.”

“I, um, I guess so.” Jay frowned even more.

He looked pale under the white light of his kitchen, eyes sunken and bruised with eyebags.

But, Alex thought to himself, if he were in Jay’s situation he doubts he would have been any better.

…Actually, when it had been him, it hadn’t been any better, to be honest. Alex shuddered as he remembered how it had been almost a year ago, waking up one day without a single idea as to what had happened, to where he was, where was Am—

Alex shook his head, and tried to focus on Jay, who now looked at him with some strange expression.

“Any idea what you will do?” He asked, taking a sip of his coffee, “Since you, um, don’t remember the last…?”

“Four years,” Jay reminded him quietly, fidgeting, looking unnerved, “And, um, I don’t know? I thought maybe, um, walking around and trying to find clues? As to why, um, why am I here?”

Hm. 

No, that would be far too… dangerous. The probabilities of Jay remembering something would be too high. No. That wouldn’t do.

“Maybe you should try contacting your family?” Alex suggested gently, carefully laying a hand on Jay’s shoulder, “Maybe they have an idea as to what you’ve been up to.”

“I… Uhm. I hadn’t, uh, I hadn’t thought of, of that,” Jay stuttered, looking uncomfortable, “I…”

“From what I remember you used to call your parents every weekend back in college,” Alex said, “They probably have an idea. I doubt you have changed much since then.”

“I…um, I’ll think about it,” Jay promised him, avoiding his eyes.

Good. 

The sooner he got Jay out of here, the better for everyone. 

If Jay left, then Tim would forget as well. And everything would be just fine.

And if not… Well, it would be easier to catch Jay off guard if he didn’t remember the last time they had seen each other.

Alex left the kitchen, and did not notice the knowing and weary look Jay pinned on his retreating back.

[villruu]

Truth-Seeker

Fundy is sent to live with his Uncle for the remaining of autumn, after his Mom left a few weeks ago. However, Fundy is not just going to the tiny boring town just to relax. No. He has a mission. He is going to find his Mom. No matter how much anything else opposes.

READ IT ON AO3

Here's my gift for @starlit-bawka for the @mcyt-halloween exchange! A 11k oneshot about Fundy, inspired by both The Shining and The Sixth Sense, hope you enjoy!!!