Rh0
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“Legundo?”
A sense of brief panic hit him, his voice had betrayed his concern, was the vampire here not the doctor? If it was Avid or Pyro, Owen needed to run now or he would not be surviving the night.
A rumbled voice, low and calm, filtered through the silence and Owen’s worries quickly ceased.
“I’m here.”
“Why don’t you show yourself, doc? I’d prefer to talk face-to-face.”
The silence pricked at Owen’s ears - or maybe that was the chilled night air - when the doc took a little longer than he’d liked to respond. The steps had stopped.
.˳·˖✶𓆩 𓆪✶˖·˳.
The town has been rallying against the growing vampire forces.
Owen decides he needs to talk to the Doctor.
[Title from Broken Crown - Mumford & Sons]
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When the curtains call the time, will we both be satisfied? by Rh0
Fandoms: Lifesteal SMP
24 Apr 2025
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The outfit stood out to him the most, the obvious harlequin inspired mask with the large grin, the combo of old-fashioned formal and modern formal wear with the white cravat under the dark red dress shirt’s collar, tucked into the suit vest’s jacket. A singular red heart pin was attached to the white material.
Redd couldn’t quite comprehend what he was seeing, and as he took in the rest of the other’s appearance, he gathered his thoughts and spoke.“What’re you doing in here?”
Redd watched the way the other seemed to relax at the question, the tenseness to their muscles decreased and then they tilted their head and hummed airily.
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Roux "Redd" Doons is the secret son of infamous businessman Mr. Doons.
Redd also happened to figure out what his father's plan for ClownPierce is.
Luckily for his father, Redd could probably make it happen.
(Redd POV of "When the curtains call the time, will we both go home alive?")Series
- Part 2 of We are not the same, we're different
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When the curtains call the time, will we both go home alive? by Rh0
Fandoms: Lifesteal SMP
08 Mar 2025
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Clown’s eyes briefly looked down when he saw the way the man’s shoulders were, and there, atop the red suit jacket and by the waist, was a hand that seemed poised to grab something - a firearm, Clown noted, he could see the holster just peeking out from under the red material - at any given time.
There was a brief silence before the redhead spoke, his voice surprisingly casual despite the situation.“What’re you doing in here?”
Clown stilled before he placed his hands on his waist to seem less hostile and tilted his head slightly to the side with a hum. He could play this several ways, and there were four options that were immediately cut from the list due to the risk of being shot.
୧‿̩͙ ˖︵ ꕀ⠀ ♱⠀ ꕀ ︵˖ ‿̩͙୨
ClownPierce is a well-known man in the criminal world, and he usually gets what he wants because of that reputation.
Mr. Doons of the Doons Group, however, made things a little difficult recently.
Unfortunately for him, Clown just happened to find out a big secret of his, the existence of Doons' son: Redd.
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- Part 1 of We are not the same, we're different
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Branzy hadn’t seen ClownPierce this wound up in a long time. Honestly, he probably couldn’t even tell someone when he’d seen Clown like this either. It just wasn’t a common occurrence, Clown’s patience rivalled that of a saint sometimes.
Whatever, or whoever, had wound Clown up this tight was someone Branzy would probably want to avoid for his entire life.
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ClownPierce comes home covered in blood and with a sour mood.
Branzy's not quite sure how to help.
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- Part 4 of We are not the same, we're different
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“Clown, man, you know I love you, but you seriously want me to watch you drink?” Kaboodle stared at her older brother, who was unmasked and had slightly wilder than normal curls, “because you thought it’d be a great idea to try and get someone else drunk for information and you want to know what the safe area for you is?”
“Yeah, pretty much,” Clown stated as he held the recently purchased bottle in his hands, his odd eyes more focused on the label and reading the contents of the whiskey instead of his younger sister’s judgemental gaze.
“You do remember how bad you get when drunk, right?”
Clown’s expression shifted to one of muted confusion at the question. How bad did he get when drunk? He knew he was a bit more chatty, and was a little less careful with his thoughts, but he wasn’t that bad. Right?
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Clown has a meeting with Redd to attend soon, one that WILL involve alcohol.
So, he enlists the help of his younger sister, Kaboodle, to help him figure out his drinking tolerance.
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- Part 3 of We are not the same, we're different
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That modern crime AU series revolving around ClownPierce and Reddoons, in which Reddoons is the secret son of the leader of the criminal group Doons Group and ClownPierce is the owner of their rival group, The Circus.
Also known as Curtains!
(Titles are all from Bad Omens songs.)
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The true Wildcard is the friends we made along the way! by Anonymous
Fandoms: Lifesteal SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series, Minecraft (Video Game)
11 Feb 2025
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Grian knew their tone of voice, a hint they had, similar to the first instance of the life games, the beginning of 3rd life and his own personal hell.
His vision blurred but not before he could make out a rip in the world below him, twitching as code separated and formed a gaping void below him and the server.
Grain's heart dropped at the sight and in return so did he.
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Or ; Everyone in Wild Life gets sucked into Lifesteal and their Wildcard for the session is just to survive, clearly none of the Lifestealers were notified of this!
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15 Dec 2024
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Lifesteal AND Traffic Light??? Sign me the fuck up!
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08 Dec 2024
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“You can call me Technoblade, by the way. Only old people like Phil get called sir. May I have your name?”
"W- yeah, uh, it's Ranboo." they said, not wanting to be rude. But the moment they said it, they felt a heavy pit of loss open up in their chest, like they had been emptied and left hollow like a carved pumpkin after the Feast of the Moon. They gasped, suddenly unable to take in enough of the bitingly frigid air, curling in on themself as they ached with the sudden vacuity making its home in them, fingers tingling with numbness as their head became light, dizzy.
“Ranboo.” A deep voice rumbled into their ear, close enough to send shivers down their spine. He said their name with a purpose, with a sense of satisfaction and amusement, and part of their mind quaked in fear, even if they weren’t quite sure what they were afraid of. “That was easy. It was nice to meet you, Ranboo. I’ll see you very soon.”
i.e. ive read so many Dark SBI fics so now ive decided its Ranboo's turn to get kidnapped ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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if i get out of this alive, i'm getting a pilot's license to spite this snowstorm in particular by melapiquant
Fandoms: Dream SMP
27 Nov 2023
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Ranboo... well, Ranboo regrets getting on that stupid plane in the first place. Stupid plane with it's stupid inability to function as a plane and stay in the air.
He glares up at a falling snowflake as it lands on the tip of his nose near-perfectly, laying exactly where he'd fallen when he'd jumped from the crash site, in the middle of a canyon, in snow that is at least a foot deep.
And then he realizes that he is stranded, alone, in the middle of an island off the coast of Canada, and 'Oh, yeah, if I keep laying in the snow I'm going to freeze to death, because I am barely dressed for this weather at all.'
So, without further ado, Ranboo gets up, dusting snow off of his person, tugs on his metaphorical bootstraps (sneaker laces), and tries to figure out how the hell he's going to manage to climb up a cliff wall that is at least five meters tall.
He used the bootstraps metaphor for a reason.
The Long Dark AU with a focus on c!Ranboo ^_^
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“The Angel of Death, the ferryman of the Styx, the terror of the western seas. One of the most feared captains ever to sail, and yet, I have to wonder… how did a man like you end up all on his own? We searched the area where you were found—not another soul in sight. So,” He fixes him with a long look, allowing the silence to hover like a dark cloud, the words rolling off of his tongue with all the venom and smugness he can muster, “—tell me, Philza. Where is your crew?”
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OR: Technoblade is a naval captain, and Phil his unwilling prisoner. Somehow, they manage to come out of it as friends in the end.
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- Part 2 of here's a health to the company