Passerine Stories

"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not.

This is a Royal Sleeping Boys Inc fanfiction!

Original by: blujamas (Ao3) Wattpad adaptation by me

Story is inspired by the Passerine Animatic made by Sad-Ist Art in cover made by Sad-Ist Sally The Salmon is a maid who served prince Wilbur and was always by his side. Wilbur and Sally fell in love slowly, but as soon as the village found out about Sally giving birth to Wilbur's child, Sally runs away leaving Prince Wilbur and her child.

What if... passerine techno and Phil still lived long enough to meet another Tommy and wilbur? Read to find out! ( so,the story was inspired by @thcscus. I loved their fanfic of "passerine" and if you wanna,go check it out!! )

Wilbur, Techno and Tommy set off to find there Father Phil, Only to be encountered by - A god. One they dont get on with. It didn't end well. The panic, The planning. In the end the rest.

(I just read Passerine so-) [Insert description here]

YOU are passerine Tommy but being reborn in the butterfly reign Au as Theseus twin and your name is also different when being reborn as the younger twin and how will you change this new world or Au let's begin! P.s Butterfly reign belongs to:SilentTeyz Passerine Au belongs to:Blujamas

Wilbur is alone. Alone, with his guitar. It's his only company, but he's happy with it. He gets bored, so writes a tune. One that, unbeknownst to him, would be known as "The Fallen". ***Set after the plot of "Passerine", when Phil and Techno have both left to fight.***

This is a story, written by thscus. I only added on wattpad, for those who couldn't read it on ao3. She has uploaded it here on wattpad, on her profile "thcscus", so best check it there 🥰

This is not my story. The original author is blujamas. Many people don't have ao3 so I am putting it here so they have a chance to read it. Also; If you know me... Hi

THIS STORY DOES NOT BELONG TO ME!! IT BELONGS TO THCSIUS ON TWITTER!!!! I MERELY POSTED THIS TO SHARE THE BOOTIFUL STORY WITH THE WORLD!!!!

inspired by passerine on a03 by blujamas, thcscus (blujamas) ended :( sorry!!

Passerine by blujamas, thcscus (blujamas) . It is amazing and so beautiful. I decided to add an oc into it.Includes spin offs in some element but keeps to the story line. Includes an Aimsey x oc . You and a certain pink haired friend go to the country of L'manburg where you meet the royals and lets just say stuff happens. Some stuff you never imagened to happen.

. point of view : wilbur story about wilbur and his determination to remember what his mother had said to him before passing away. missing her dearly, he still goes on adventures and finds more about his mother during them. .: main characters ☆ :. - wilbur - tommy - philza (father) - technoblade

Ranboo clawed at Dream's hand, the green god's expression sullen and dark, despite the well-painted, lamented, wavering grin spread unevenly across his face, the teen gasping for air sharply. It was practically as if Dream was struggling to keep the thin smirk on his face intact. He could feel his fingers go numb, as if he suspended him in time, the tips of his hands feeling bitter and cold. The smiling god's eyes were glassy, unusually polished under the moonlight, his startlingly vivid green eyes penetrative, hard, and lost. Hunting for a pleading answer naively, a resolve Ranboo knew no one possessed. "You took-" Dream's voice was hoarse, angry, on the verge of breaking down. "You took everything from me." "I know." The words came choked out, in scarcely a breath of a whisper, black spots ebbing in and out of his view as the numbness infected his limbs. "I'm sorry."

"you're breaking apart. i can't let that happen i'm sorry." with that a flick of her wrist they were surrounded by darkness, and fell into a deep, deep, sleep. -on hold-

I landed in a icy cold lake. I saw some people in the icy land, and I skated over to them. "Hello. So, what are people like you doing out here?" I saw a male with pink hair, long enough to be considered a girl. There was another, a nice looking and older looking male, with obsidian coloured wings. The pink haired male chuckled. "So, you don't know me?" he stared at my eyes, challenging my memory. I studied him. "You're Technoblade, right? And, I don't think I've introduced myself." TWs: -mild swearing -fluff -gonna be copied lmao -no smut/lemon/lime Have fun reading!

Tommy died in the arms of his own father, surrounded by his family and friends... or did he? Tommy watched Ghostbur die at the hands of Dream, now he is standing in the middle of nowhere. and for some reason, something fell out of the sky infront of Wilbur into the crater where L'manberg stood. This is a fanfiction of Passerine and Dream SMP, which is is when p/Tommy is resurrected in the Dream Smp, and DreamXD takes dsmp/Tommy into the Passerine world

The life of a god is never easy, is it? -------- Technoblade stared at his brother in surprise. "How did you know?" Wilbur gave Techno a playful punch on the shoulder. "Because you're my twin, dimwit. I'll always know." Techno was quiet for a moment before asking quietly, "Does that mean you hear my Voices?" Wil shook his head and grinned. "Nope. Only you, twinnie." -------- This is my first DSMP fanfiction, so I hope you enjoy!!! PLEASE leave feedback in the comments. I want to know whether or not you like my book or not :) Also, PLEASE don't swear or make bad jokes in the comments! I am a child Trigger Warnings: - blood - death - panic - anxiety - alcohol abuse - physical abuse - injury - loss of self-control - possession - depression - traumatic events/PTSD - kidnapping - manipulation There might be more ....