#eternalduo fanfic

[genevawrenn]

Before My Wild Eyes (When Will We Finally Breathe?)

For all your obedience, they’d given you a crown ; woven of thorns & piercing roots, bleeding you dry with each slight movement. You’d thanked them for it as beads of scarlet rolled front our temple to your jaw.

~~~

Alternate ending for Dream SMP focused on Eret awakening her Herobrine abilities to save Foolish and herself from immanent demise, Foolish then reflecting on that choice on the shores of Quesadilla Island.

[haveyoureadthismcytfic]

Summary:

It was probably not a smart thing to backtalk a faerie king– one who could very well be one of the Archfey, especially powerful overlords of the Feywild. But Martyn wasn’t thinking correctly. For one, he was exhausted after getting shoved through a gate to the Feywild, chased through the woods, and arrested by faeries for no good reason, so his judgment wasn’t quite in check. Mercifully, the king—Ren, wasn’t that his name?—didn’t look angry. He raised a brow and his lips twitched into a smile. He just looked curious. “What can I call you?” he asked. ⁂ [TL;DR - Martyn is a warlock mercenary who stumbles through a gate to the Plane of Faerie, and accidentally indebts himself to the local Archfey lord, King Ren. Shenanigans ensue.]

Author: @eternalduos

Note from Submitter: :D (It's great)

[writing-oof]

Single Parent Foolish Bits

(this technically takes place in the kidnapping support group universe but thats not really relevant lol)

"Oh, y-yeah."

He's fine. He's literally fine.

Un-ducking his head, Foolish flashes them an attempt at a smile, a try for awkward normalcy. He can feel it waver at the edges, the twisted gnarls of his own emotions and years of atrophy shaking any try for a polite kindness. It almost hurts, trying to spread his lips so unfamiliarly.

They smile back, theirs smooth and flawless and real in a way Foolish still hasn't figured out how to emulate. It's a little unnerving, that a perfect stranger might get that sort of smile; it makes it feel fake, even if he knows deep down that it's not.

"You're the new tenant, then?" they ask, their head tilting a bit as they spare a glance at his thrift-store suitcase and ragged backpack. "103, right?"

Foolish nods, his knuckles gripping the suitcase's handle just a little too tight. He makes his hand loosen, an active effort, and forces himself to meet their gaze.

They're still smiling, the kind of soft and warm thing that's usually reserved for people you give a shit about. "I'm Eret. My roommate and I are your neighbors in 102."

---

He hasn't actually met his roommates yet. He knows they exist, in the same way he knows he's not supposed to drive until he gets an official license.

He's aware if it, certainly, but it's not exactly pressing.

He knows they know he's here--it'd be hard not to with how loud Junior cries--

---

"Oh, I got you!" someone calls, his savior sticking their hand out to block the closing doors.

Foolish is quick to jump on the opportunity, wrangling the stroller up the step and into the bus before practically collapsing on the nearest seat.

"Thanks, dude," Foolish says once he's caught his breath a bit, nodding at the stranger because he's pretty sure that's what he's supposed to do.

He can't help but feel like a fish out of water with his heart thrumming in his throat, but the stranger just nods back politely, a soft smile curling their lips. It's hard to find the difference between the ever-present anxiety that comes with leaving the house and the usual raised heart rate of exertion, but Foolish finds himself settling down anyways.

"Long day?" the stranger asks, their smile turning knowing.

"Yeah," Foolish agrees, sighing back into the seat with a death grip on the stroller. "Long day."

[oldflyingraven]

I’ve woken up alone so many times

The first time she dies is during the ritual of ascension. It’s not by her own choice. She was always fine being a mortal. But there she is, tied down on a pedestal while the masked figure stabs the sword laced with poison into her chest. Its agony like she’s never felt before. It steals away her voice. She dies in a puff of smoke and to the sound of low humming. 

She wakes up a demigod. Surrounded by dead people crumbled on the floor. Withered away by her power. Alone. Not a single soul alive in the room. Not a single soul alive in the realm. Except for her. 

The first time she dies as a demigod leaves her frozen in bed for days. Choked by the memories of her ascension she so desperately tries to forget. Killed by a fearful mortal who’d recognised her for what she is. They left her to bleed out on the floor. She died alone and she wakes up alone. 

Dying stays horrible for her. She forgets how many times it happens. Loses count when she’s around 50 years chronologically. A part of her hates how she doesn’t look a day older than the day she ascended. 

The first time she dies while knowing Totem she wakes up alone again. But for once she doesn’t stay alone. Her demigod friend shows up only seconds after she opens her eyes. He looks so calm, so casual. “Took you a while to respawn. I was worried about you.” he says. 

She opens her mouth to respond but only sobs come out. The paralysing fear clutching her chest once again. 

Totem’s face falls, and he quickly sits next to her and wraps his arm around her. “Hey! It’s okay! You’re okay. You’re safe. I’m here.” he says. It’s clear he didn’t expect this response. 

“Don’t leave me alone!” she sobs, clutching onto her friend. “Please-” 

They sit there for what feels like hours. It very well could be hours. Finally the tears dry up. It’s the quickest she’s ever calmed down after a death. It surprises her. “I’m sorry.” she says quietly. 

Totem runs a hand through her hair. “No need to apologise. I-” he pauses, weighing his words carefully. “I can’t imagine what you’ve been through if a simple death causes this.” he ends up saying. 

“I didn’t chose this. Becoming a demigod. My first death was when I ascended.” Eret says quietly. “I woke up alone surrounded by death.” 

She feels Totem’s gasp more than she hears it. He squeezes her tighter. “You won’t wake up alone anymore. I’ll make sure of that.” 

She finds it hard to believe, but the post respawn exhaustion and brain fog makes her nod anyway. “Promise?” she asks anyway.

“Promise.”

If you enjoyed this you can check out my bigger Eret AU on ao3! It’s called The Path to Redemption and it’s an alternate take on Eret’s redemption and his possible backstory!

[genevawrenn]

Blinded by Imperfect Form

✨#mcytficfight, c!Eret & c!Foolish_Gamers [Eternal Duo] ✨13.5k W.C. ✨c!Eret & c!Foolish_Gamers-centric ✨MCD & Graphic Descriptions & Canon Divergence ✨creature by Half Alive

Not expecting a person, Foolish holds up his hands after placing his sword back in storage, wondering why the hell these cultists had kidnapped a living being. The person was adorned in all the valuables the worshippers had, precious jewels hanging from various points on them, all colours of gems throughout. Hoping this person doesn’t scream for help, Foolish places his finger over his lips gesturing to them to stay quiet.

Those moon eyes narrowed as they glared at the intruder, before their shoulders dropped a small amount, giving in. A deep voice that would become his lullaby spoke quietly, gravelly from lack of use.

“Who are you?”

“My name is Foolish, I am here to stop the cult!”

The being proceeded to raise an eyebrow while staring at the demi-god, making him wonder why this brunette wasn’t ecstatic that someone friendly arrived and felt rather intimidated by their glare.

“Alright and how exactly do you plan to do that?”

Foolish opened his mouth to explain before falling short, realising beyond getting into the camp he had no clear idea on how to even stop the ritual from happening. Surprising the shark again they let out a rumbling chuckle, a small smile breaking out across their face.

[genevawrenn]

Who is in Control?

✨c!Eret & c!Foolish Gamers [EternalDuo]

✨5.2k W.C.

✨c!Eret-centric

✨Villain prompt

✨Graphic Depictions Of Violence & MCD & Canon Divergence

✨Day 2 of #TEAEvent2023

🎵 Control by Halsey

[genevawrenn]

My Favourite Stories I Have Written, a Blog;

✨Wilbur & Technoblade, Wilbur & Techno & Eret [Twinsduo, Traitorduo, Royalduo]

✨38k The Last of Us AU

✨Wilbur-centric & Techno-centric

✨Graphic Depictions Of Violence & MCD

✨Chapter 2 / 2 (When You're Lost in the Darkness / Look for the Light)

🎵Atlas Falls by Shinedown

"Wil, maybe you are immune?”

“Just put a bullet through my temple Techno, be simpler than second guessing leading to me accidentally killing you.”

“I won’t do that as long as you remain healthy, let’s just keep going and wait out a few more days before I do something so permanent. Deal?”

“...Fine.”

~~~

Wilbur and Technoblade's parents go missing, one after the other when their mother leaves for a routine outing and never returns leading their father to follow suit. Scared but determined the pair of brothers leave their safe haven to search, facing the horrors of the world they grew up in on their quest to find answers. Along the way they make a concerning discovery after Wilbur is bitten, with the tears of losing a close friend on their face the twins find themselves with more questions than answers on this long road they travel.

✨#mcytficfight Team Mushroom, c!Wilbur Soot & c!Technoblade & c!TommyInnit & c!Phil Watson [SBI / Sleepy Bois Inc]

✨12.1k W.C.

✨c!Wilbur Soot-centric

✨Graphic Descriptions & Canon Divergence

🎵Beside You by Marianas Trench

“I don’t know how to do this.” Wil admitted, looking down at the wrinkled hand he still held pressed to his scar. 

“If I know you, and I hope I do because you are my son, you have the strength to face this. Your inner core is pure hellfire, when forged right you could melt the very bedrock we stand upon if you believe it to be best. For you to even begin to accept how far your actions spread you must face the people it hurt the most. For you to get that determination you must see the pain you caused, then do your best to resolve it because your strength comes from those you keep near, fighting for ideals they believe in. You just care so fucking much about things, son, let those things be the ones you once held dear. After all, when you have good connections you can face anything. You might see forgiveness in the smallest places, but it will be a step forward nonetheless.”

✨#3SongsChal, c!Eret & c!Wilbur, c!Fundy, c!Philza, c!Niki Nihachu, c!Technoblade, c!Foolish_Gamers, c!Awesamdude, c!TommyInnit, c!Tubbo [Traitorduo, Prankduo, Divineduo, Royalduo, Eternalduo, Butterflyduo]

✨15.8k W.C.

✨c!Eret-centric

✨A tour of the Royal Archives

✨Graphic Depictions Of Violence & MCD & Canon Divergence

🎵WHERE THE SKIES END by Starset

Each space had its time and place, many combinations of conversations happened as they moved through their histories. Wilbur, Fundy, Tommy, Tubbo and Eret stood inside the Final Control Room as they exchanged apologies, the walls of death changing to mean one of reunions even moons later. Father and son eventually discussed their problems, turning into a family discussion when they moved to Wilbur’s Control Room.

Every place they stopped inspired the spark of forgiveness, from tiny to years old wounds, many things were talked about on this tour.

Tommy and Sam took a moment alone inside the copy of the prison cell the teen died in, coming out looking on much better terms. No more glances were traded between the pair, a tentative peace that would only grow stronger with the right sort of nurturing. 

A private moment happened between Ruler and shark totem when they approached the Egg, the Ruler gave themself the grace of the words the shark had told them time and time again, it was time to let go of the regret.

Each exhibit passed in much the same fashion, the people most affected discussing their experiences and talking about thoughts they held for years. When they stood in front of the desk once more, the tour completed, tension no longer crackled in the air.

Comradery had been forged among these broken soldiers who stood before them, each put through their own personal hells in their time spent here. The Ruler felt the lightest they had in years seeing the fire ignited in so many souls once more. 

This is what stories were supposed to do, to bring others together to listen to others words. To share wisdom and morals, to learn from what happened in the past and move forward into the future. Looking at each face gathered, Eret draws comfort that even through it all, they had said yes to coming today.

[The rest below the cut]

“if you find bones in the forest, sit a bit and listen. they are old and have some good stories to tell. maybe they’ll teach you a spell or two, or explain where the water on our planet came from.

✨#mcytficfight Team Phantom👻

✨Eret & Techno, Eret & Niki, Eret & Phil

✨13.4k W.C.

✨Eret-centric

✨Pirates & Sirens & SBI goodness

✨Forgotten by NateWantsToBattle

if you find bones by the ocean, run. don’t look back. run, faster, faster. the sea may love you but there are nights where she knows neither mercy nor science, and the bones warn you only once.”

~~~

Nightshade spent her whole life jumping from crew to crew, following the only magical item that might answer her lifelong questions about the missing part of herself. During her quest she ends up captured by the Shadows of the Abandoned crew who accepts her without condition and she learns to love herself despite the hand life dealt her and unlocks her true heart.

✨q!FitMC / q!PacTW [Hideduo/Fitpac]

✨12.3W.C.

✨q!FitMC-centric

✨Federation Happy Pills aftereffects & Canon Divergence & Romance

🎵How Did You Love by Shinedown

~~~

Finding love in the hints of shaky music and heavy aromas of roses, in the hesitant new beginnings of a starting courtship seeing the worst of each other and still accepting them no matter how battered or broken. They are both on their first dates and their forever partnership, forced together by horrifying circumstances but finding sanctuary in one another's arms and words.

Fit realises just how much Pac means to him after nearly losing him, dedicating himself to treasuring the one who trusted the anarchist to protect him, both healing along the way.

‘Tell me about Technoblade’.

✨q!Philza & q!Chayanne & q!Tallulah, c!Philza & c!Technoblade [Emerald Duo]

✨4.6k W.C.

✨q!Philza-centric

🎵Traveler’s Song by Aviators

The Angel of Death’s new charge commented a dear name to the ancient crow on the sign in front of him, a small blonde child looking at the avian hybrid with wide blue eyes filled with an ocean of curious questions. A dragon skull encased the top half of his face, held by some unknown force as wild gold curls spilled around it. His rose scaled wings were held close to his spine, peering up at the tall older blonde with an expectant stare.

“Oh Goddess, where do I start with that bastard?” Phil said with a wicked smile.

~~~

Philza tells Chayanne and Tallulah of Technoblade's adventures; from the beginning when they were teamed for Minecraft Monday to the Great Potato War, with a few more in between.

“Who are you?”

✨#mcytficfight team mushroom, c!Eret & c!Foolish_Gamers [Eternal Duo]

✨13.5k W.C.

✨c!Eret & c!Foolish_Gamers-centric

✨MCD & Graphic Descriptions & Canon Divergence

🎵creature by Half Alive

“My name is Foolish, I am here to stop the cult!”

The being proceeded to raise an eyebrow while staring at the demi-god, making him wonder why this brunette wasn’t ecstatic that someone friendly arrived and felt rather intimidated by their glare.

“Alright and how exactly do you plan to do that?”

Foolish opened his mouth to explain before falling short, realising beyond getting into the camp he had no clear idea on how to even stop the ritual from happening. Surprising the shark again they let out a rumbling chuckle, a small smile breaking out across their face.

Wilbur’s face doesn’t quite light up like it used to upon seeing them, early days of their country’s formation flashing to mind when they saw happiness when they spoke. Now he seemed hesitant, stopping before them. “Greetings Eret, off to a party?”

✨c!Eret & c!Wilbur [Traitor Duo]

✨3.6W.C.

✨c!Eret-centric

✨Regret & Canon Divergence

🎵Mykonos by the Fleet Foxes

A warm teasing tone sounded through his voice, one white curl falling down his forehead above his crinkled eyes. A hint of worry hid behind that liquid chocolate gaze but he seemed to be in a pleasant mood.

The Ruler laughs, holding the wine up for Wilbur’s viewing. “A party for one if you can believe it.”

“That’s a rather lonely concept.” Wilbur comments, peering at the label in the low evening light.

His reply stung, Eret tried not to let it dig too deeply as they tried to joke. “I am rather used to it. Just me and my bottle of wine, we will spend a lovely night together.”

“Feel up to adding another to that party for one?”

“Wil-Wilbur?” He stutters a bit, shuddering before reaching a tentative hand out to his son.

✨For meIIohisunsets New Years Fic Exchange Event 2022

✨o!Wilbur & o!Tommy, o!Wilbur & o!Philza, o!Wilbur & o!Technoblade [Crimeboys, Sand Duo, SBI]

✨5K W.C.

✨o!Wilbur-centric

✨MCD & SBI Inc as Found Family

🎵Blackbird by The Beatles

Concentrating, he let the blonde feel his cool dead flesh, looking at how his father has aged in the time past. A deep echoed tone rings through his sonorous voice, an eerie marker that he returned from beyond the grave for unknown reasons. “Hello Dad!”

Phil coos, reaching his scarred palm up to caress his son’s strong jawbone. “My son, what happened to you?”

“My own hubris.”

~~~

Wilbur is watching flying lessons between Philza and his youngest chick, Tommy, when the sunshine blonde gets a little too ambitious and the phantom rushes to his side fearing the worst.

[for the rest of the links my AO3 profile is here]

We May Have Lost Our Sanity (We Have Not Lost Our Humanity)

BOLAS BOLAS BOLAS!!!

✨q!Philza & Team BOLAS

✨25.5k W.C.

✨q!Philza-centric

✨Graphic Descriptions

✨QSMP Purgatory Lore Retell

✨Chapter 2/2 (Balance Exists That Calls Through the Abyss / In the Chaos I Create Again)

The Wise Crow Has Been Fooled (A Cage for a Cage)

"Crows remember human faces. They remember the people who feed them, who are kind to them. And the people who wrong them too. They don't forget. They tell each other who to look after and also who to watch out for."

✨q!Philza & Chayanne & Tallulah, q!Philza & q!Tubbo & q!Fit & q!Etoiles [Hardcoreduo, Veteransduo, Codebreakers]

✨7.4k W.C.

✨q!Philza-centric

✨QSMP Non Canon Tale

✨The Call by League of Legends, 2WEI, Louis Leibfried, Edda Hayes

~~~

My non-canon telling of the events from Phil's return to the QSMP after filming and learning of the eggs disappearance up until his capture by Cucurucho.

If the World Wants You Gone, We Will Fight the World

Picking back up his new scythe, his hands find familiar holds on the carved handle as he takes a few practice swings. It had been a very long time since the Angel of Death held a weapon such as this, the past few worlds only allowing him a sword or bow and arrow.

✨q!Philza & Chayanne & Tallulah

✨4.5k W.C.

✨q!Philza-centric

✨QSMP

✨Demons by Imagine Dragons

Flaring his crow-black wings wide, chest hurting as his sky eyes catch the shorn secondary and primary feathers, he allows the moniker to possess him once more. Taking a deep breath as he closes his eyes, seeing battlefields soaked in blood by his hand, he opens them once more to look over this world he woke up in mere months ago.

~~~

Philza is invited to the QSMP Electoral dinner only to find his chicks there, the same chicks he put to bed mere hours ago. As the realisation happens that these are not the real Chayanne and Tallulah, chaos unfolds as two binary monsters suddenly appear.

Gentleness in the Absence of Violence (Despite the Abundance of It)

”We have not touched the stars, / nor are we forgiven, which brings us back / to the hero’s shoulders and the gentleness that comes, / not from the absence of violence, but despite / the abundance of it.”

✨gl!Charlie Slimecicle and gl!Ranboo

✨Generation Loss

✨2.7k W.C.

✨gl!Charlie Slimecicle-centric

✨Graphic Depictions & MCD & Non Canon

🎵Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd

~~~

Loneliness smashed into the muscular brunette as Charlie walked past the abandoned storefronts, debris spread across long forgotten floors.

Left behind pieces when not needed, just like him.

Turning the corner of the hall that drew his attention, he freezes at the sight in front of him.

You Make Sure I Always See the Daylight

A Coffee Shop AU about Ranboo, a new student to the city and university, stumbling across The Crows Roost Cafe for some food and he finds so much more than that.

✨#mcytficfight team mushroom, Ranboo & Toby Smith, Ranboo & TommyInnit, Ranboo & SBI Inc [Bee Duo, Allium Duo, SBI Inc & Sleepbees & Friends]

✨32.2k W.C.

✨Ranboo-centric

✨Alternate Universe & Cafe AU & SBI as Found Family

✨Summary continued below

🎵Daylight by Shinedown

A feel good found family story, this follows Ranboo meeting Sleepy Bois Inc and some other recognizable faces, from someone used to being alone to then finding warm companionship served up with his favourite cinnamon vanilla tea.

This will be a multi-part fic telling of how having a support system, even found off random happenstance, can be the best thing that happens to someone.

A White Orchid Broken in the Rain

“You may not remember this, but all of us went through hell to follow your frantic steps. After you left us, when you begged for death which was given to you, we were left in the remnants of what you had done. They were only children, Wilbur, kids left bearing the transgressions of a previous generation’s decisions, something the ones after us should never have to face.”

✨c!Wilbur Soot & c!Niki Nihachu [Rain Duo]

✨11.3k W.C.

✨c!Niki Nihachu-centric

✨Emotional Hurt/Comfort & Graphic Descriptions & Canon Divergence

🎵If You Only Knew by Shinedown

She took a breath, breaking their gaze for a moment before meeting him once more. “You might not have liked any of the things that were said, but I see an element of truth in all of them. So many consequences of your decisions landed on us, the ones sworn to you. While you got death, Wilbur, we got living hell.”

Her words were harsh, her mind finally settled on anger as the words left her full lips. “I do not know how you stand here again today, but I do know every word I've heard so far is deserved. You had the unlucky experience of coming back from the dead to fill shoes stained in blood and its going to fucking suck for a while, but you must face each person you harmed before you can ever begin to feel better.”

[genevawrenn]

Awaking in the Light of All the Stars Aligned

✨#SPOOKYWEEK2022, Nihachu & TommyInnit, TommyInnit & Eret, TommyInnit & Foolish_Gamers [Octopus Duo, Butterfly Duo, Pickle Duo]

✨Tommy is a medium who is haunted by the ghosts of his past

✨36.8k W.C.

✨c!Niki Nihachu & TommyInnit-centric

✨Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

✨8/8 Chapters & Completed

✨Telescope, It Has Begun, My Demons all by Starset

High school seemed to bring some of that weary energy back to her brother, she reflected on the days fondly as short as they were. Hugging his heavy head into the crook of her neck, she took comfort that they could still have nights like this. Caressing the soft, short hair at the top of his neck, she combed her gentle fingers through his silky curls. Reminding herself to sit him down for a haircut soon, she watched the credits mostly stuck in her own head.

She knew these days were limited, soon he would be deciding what he wanted to do after he finished his public schooling. His eighteenth birthday was on the horizon, only a week away, she resolved to sit him down soon to talk about his options after. They had discussed it before and he had expressed some interest in horticulture, though his never-ending curiosity about the Agency didn’t ever seem to be satisfied. She had been careful with their money, putting away a significant portion to fund his college or university courses if he chose that option.

But just for a little while longer, she could hold him in her arms and protect him from reality and hope with everything she had he wouldn’t follow in their parent’s footsteps. Though she also worked there, an assistant was a far cry from an active Ambassador position where he would be put in the same danger that took their parents. She had always been so vague with describing where she worked, hoping to throw him off the idea. Niki refused to outright lie to her brother, but there were moments she wondered if when she gave into his questioning he would immediately run off to join them.

[genevawrenn]

Who is in Control?

✨c!Eret & c!Foolish Gamers [EternalDuo] ✨5.2k W.C. ✨c!Eret-centric ✨Villain prompt [Eret goes a bit unhinged post-Red Banquet] ✨Graphic Depictions Of Violence & MCD & Canon Divergence 🎵Control by Halsey

Foolish returns to straightening his collar, offering a small bow. “My Ruler, may I have the honour of escorting you to the Red Banquet?”

“Of course.” Eret gives a wide smile, looking at the totem man. “We already decided that earlier, dearest friend.”

“We did, but now I feel severely underdressed compared to you.” Foolish fondly grumbles.