#tommy innit fanfiction

[starrystormwritings]

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Key:

✨ - one of my favourites 

💕 - fluff 

💦 - angst

🔆 - series 

🌸 - romantic

🌻 - platonic 

🥀 - not already in the relationship

🌵 - pre-established relationship

🎶 - music inspired

💚💛💜❤️💙🖤🩷🤍🧡🔷 - Taylor Swift inspired (eras)

Wilbur Soot x Reader:

Sister Innit 🔆🌸🥀 -Tommy’s older sister wants to start streaming so he gets Dream to add her to the SMP. He wasn’t expecting Wilbur to like her so much though

Sister Innit Part Two 🔆🌸🥀-You and Wilbur meet for your date, but Tommy's being Tommy

Cold Hands And Warm Smiles  💕🌸🌵-Your heating breaks when Wilbur's not home so you have to suffer through the cold until he comes back

Taunt 🌸🥀🎶-George drags you to a party, forcing a friend to babysit you as he goes off to have some fun

Weapon (Minecraft au) 💦🌸🌵-Wilbur's back, and he's seeking back what was his

Dream x Reader:

Affection ✨💕🌸🌵-You’re tired and just want cuddles but your boyfriends too busy streaming

Loyalties (Minecraft au) ✨💦🔆🌸🌵-Your family (the sleepy bois inc) had always been there for you. But so had dream. So when you lost the both of them you had a tough decision to make, where your loyalties actually lie. Over half of this is made up of flash backs which will be in italics. Also this is set in game

Loyalties Part Two (Minecraft au) ✨💦🔆🌸🌵-Dream's left you with a tough decision, love or family. Although other events might lead you to make a sharp change in decisions and let the foundations you've built burn

White Dress, Red Stain (Minecraft au) 💦🌸🌵-Sam asks you on a date, what could go wrong?

George x Reader:

Love Or Host 💕🌸🥀-You were convinced to join 'Georgenotfounds' love or host, will it work out?

Pillow Talk  💕🌸🌵-Sleepy conversations in bed

SapNap x Reader:

Your New Boyfriend 🌸🥀🌵🎶 -You finally excepted that Nick probably didn't like you back, so you got a boyfriend. Although Nick seems to think he's a bit of an ass

Clingy ✨💕🌸🌵-You and Nick haven't had much time to spend together lately and he isn't happy about it

Traitor (Minecraft au)💦🌸🌵-Your loyal to Dream, you always have been. But when Sapnap chooses the side of L'manburg your forced into choosing who to betray

Karl Jacobs x Reader:

Surprise Betrayal 💕🌸🌵 -Jimmy was doing another hide and seek challenge, Karl and Chandler are the only two people left. Little did Karl know that his girlfriend was being brought in as a last minute seeker

Festive 💕🌸🌵-Karl’s favourite Christmas song starts playing

Challenge ✨💕🌸🥀-Jimmy, Chris, and Chandler come up with a plan to set Karl up with his new crush

Photograph  ✨💕🌸🌵🎶 -Lazy evenings that you wish could last forever

Quackity x Reader:

Dancing Flame 💕🌸🌵-Alex's friends are throwing a beach party and you tag along

TechnoBlade x Reader:

Flustered ✨💕🌸🌵-Techno wakes you up while streaming so you get back at him by trying to fluster him

Tired (Minecraft au) ✨💦🌸🌵-Techno plans to blow up L'manburg again. Only this time your loyalty's got in the between his political agenda and his feelings

Royal Pain (Minecraft and royalty au) 💦🔆🌸🥀-Wilbur wants King Dream gone, and Techno is the most able person to do it. But will his relationship with the Princess get in the way?

Royal Pain Part Two (Minecraft and royalty au) ✨🔆🌸🥀-Your not dead, why? In what sick twist of fate has left you sat alone waiting for the answers your never going to get from Dream. You need to find Technoblade and the truth, now

Fundy x Reader:

Forget 💕🌸🌵-Fundy got distracted by coding and completely forgot about how you were over his house

Tommy Innit ( all platonic ):

Stay Alive (Minecraft au) 💦🌻🎶 -It's over for him, you knew it, Sam knew it, Dream knew it. But if Tommy could just stay alive everything would be okay

J’Schlatt x Reader:

Best Of Wife’s And Best Of Women (Minecraft au)  💦🌸🌵🎶-Sleepless nights are taking a toll on the presidents wife

All Too Well  (Minecraft au) ✨💦🌸🌵🎶❤️-A sudden change to what you believed to be the perfect relationship

Ted Nivison x Reader:-

[siennafrxst]

↳ dare 𖤐𓈒࣪₊˚

pairing: tommy innit x female reader

word count: 0.9k words

cw: swearing, cringe 😍

“Okay.”

And then the blond teenager walks over towards the rollercoaster ride, sliding into a seat. The simple act left Wilbur and Tubbo absolutely dumbfounded. They hadn’t expected him to execute the dare so smoothly—not to mention that he accepted the challenge so nonchalantly as well. But, what had they expected? It was Tommy Innit himself.

Tommy calmly sits down beside a girl around his age, turning to face her and spot her slightly bewildered expressions.

I hope to god that she won’t recognize me.

The woman continues to eye the blond curiously, her dark eyebrows creasing in deep thought.

“I know you from somewhere, don’t I?” She points a finger at him, still trying to figure out who he was.

Shit.

Tommy wears an overly exaggerated expression on his face, scoffing at her accusation. “No, no way. I guess I just have one of those faces, you know?”

Upon hearing his voice, the woman lit up, the gears in her head practically spinning as she finally solves the big mystery.

“You’re Tommy Innit, aren’t you?”

Hesitantly, Tommy sighs heavily in defeat. “Yeah, you got me. I’m that annoying kid who plays Minecraft.”

The woman chuckles softly. “I knew it! My best friend loves you.”

Tommy gives the girl a skeptical look as she emphasizes the word ‘love,’ causing her to shake her head profusely.

“Noo, not in that way… okay maybe in that way but don’t tell her that.”

Tommy chuckles in amusement at the unknown woman’s sly remark. Speaking of unknown, he realized that he still hadn’t gotten her name.

“I like you. What’s your name?”

The woman smiles warmly before responding. “Well, I’m-”

She suddenly cuts herself off when the ride bumpily starts, causing her to yelp in surprise.

“Holy shit it’s starting. We’re all gonna die!” Tommy exclaims dramatically.

“No we’re not don’t jinx it!”

Tommy rolls his eyes. “By the way, your name? We might die before I even get to hear it.”

“Right! It’s Y/N. Call me Y/N- OH MY GODDDDD!”

The rollercoaster made a huge sudden drop, completely petrifying the hell out of both the teenagers.

“HOLY FUCK WE’RE DYING!” Tommy yells at the top of his lungs.

The two teenagers began to deliriously scream at the top of their lungs, disturbing everyone else on the ride and the nearby viewers.

When he thought he had lost his voice, he suddenly felt a harsh grip on his arm, turning to face the source of the squeeze.

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”

“SUPPRESSING THE FEAR? I DON’T KNOW I THOUGHT THIS WOULD HELP!” Y/N exclaims in argument.

“WELL, CLEARLY, IT DOESN’T. ALSO YOU SQUEEZE REALLY HARSHLY SO PLEASE LET GO.”

She glares at him carefully, hesitating to let go before she ultimately does, breathing calmly in an attempt to relax herself.

That was when the rollercoaster made another drop—this time higher and faster than the last. The two went back to screaming for their lives—arguably even louder this time.

At this point Tommy has never been more terrified for anything in his life. In a desperate move, he reluctantly grabs onto Y/N’s hand, gripping harder more than she ever did.

Y/N whips her head to face the guilty blonde, surprised at his sudden touch. “NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”

“SHUT UP IT HELPS!” Tommy awkwardly declares, earning an eyeroll from the teenager beside him. That was when he felt her squeeze his hand back, the both of them now put their screaming to a halt, and instead holding each other as though it were their last day on Earth.

After a few more twists and turns, the ride finally slowed down, indicating the end of the bumpy journey. The two were completely breathless, still hand in hand as they took a moment to recollect themselves.

“Oh, thank Christ it’s over,” Y/N says, still panting.

Tommy nods in agreement. “I’m not religious, but—gasp—same.”

She turns to the breathless blonde, who was also gasping for air from all the screaming they had done. “By the way, why did you even take the seat beside mine? There were still other empty seats.”

He sighs dramatically. “Why do you have to ask such hard questions?”

Y/N chuckles softly, creasing her eyebrows at his remark. “Sorry! I didn’t know it was that hard.”

“Yeah yeah whatever, it’s fine, you deserve to know anyway.”

The blond blue-eyed teenager pauses for a brief moment, leaving Y/N more intrigued at what he was about to say.

“It was just because of a stupid dare from Wilbur, it’s—nothing.”

Tommy knew that he shouldn’t have hesitated as it would only make his lie more obvious. The dare part, obviously, wasn’t the lie. But the part about it being nothing, on the other hand…

Y/N raises an eyebrow. “Really? What was the dare?”

Tommy scoffs lightly. “Just wait for the vlog to be uploaded, you impatient bastard.”

She shrugs at his response. “Alright, fine.”

He stares at Y/N, his mind seeming to be preoccupied with unknown thoughts. Their eyes connected in an unexplainable feeling, that singular moment seeming to be lasting for eternity.

After what felt like forever, Tommy awkwardly chuckles, standing up to step up away from the rollercoaster. “It was nice meeting you, Y/N.”

A warm grin forms on Y/N’s face. “May our paths cross again.”

Tommy returns a similar smile before leaving the area, making his way back to Wilbur and Tubbo.

15 minutes ago…

“Alright, Tommy, I got a dare for you.”

Tommy turns to the brunet, raising a curious eyebrow at him. “Oh really? Well then, hit me with your worst.”

Wilbur’s lips curve into a playful smile, clearly looking forward to this. “Alright then. I dare you to…

…go over to the most attractive person on the ride.”

surprise surprise, I’m familiar with the dsmp. well, not really, my friend kinda got me into it (hence the “oh my best friend loves you!” part) but since I know there’s a lot of fans out there I decided to write something up for y’all.

likes and reblogs are vv appreciated. <33

[ohlovejoy]

hellooo lia <3 welcome back :)) could i request tommy fluff based off the france vlog? have a good day/night!

sure thing anon! here you go <3

france headcanons | tommyinnit x gn!reader

while waiting for your flight to france, your flight is delayed. being really tired, you rest your head on tommy's shoulder and he gets really excited!

kristin starts filming the whole ordeal and he starts "making the pogchamp face"

you encourage him to stick his head into the eiffel tower

"Do it, you won't."

"I'll give you 100 gifted if you manage to pull this off!"

he does it and almost gets stuck!

in the louvre, he'd tell you you're his favorite work of art

you'd respond to him by saying that you were your favorite work of art too

he'd be reluctant to try eating slugs/frogs like in the vlog but since you were brave enough to do it, he'd try it out

around midnight, you and tommy sneak out of your hotel rooms and go and watch the eiffel tower at night together.

admiring the lights and how lucky the two of you are

wishing this moment would never end

then you realize it's 3 am and the jet lag was not helping either of you

you kiss each other goodnight and head off to bed

[lildevyl]

Hey, Guys, Gals, Demons, Ghouls and Multi-Fandom Fiends!

This isn't a theory as a matter-of-fact it's going to be long but I need to get this out there. So, I have been on this decision for the past week. And here it is. So, we all know what's been going on with the whole William "Wilbur Soot" Gold situation that's been all over YouTube, Twitter, and just about any other Social Media Platform out there. I'm 100% behind Shelby/Shubble. I think she was very brave in coming out against what she experienced so, please go show her some support.

With that said, I know many people on here have either made the decision to either,

A) Orphaned or Delete their FanFics that have c!Wilbur Soot in them. If have decided to do that, your decision is valid and I fully respect your decision.

B) Have decided to stop writing anything with c!Wilbur Soot in them. If you have decided to do that, your decision is valid and I fully respect your decision.

C) Have decided to continue to write c!Wilbur Soot because it was never about the Content Creators, but the Characters that we, the fans, have created ourselves. If you have decided to do that, your decision is valid and I fully respect your decision.

So, with that said, I'm sure many people have been wondering about what I'm going to do. Here's my decision on this.

What I'm going to do:

I'm going to continue to write. Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic is still going to be written. As selfish as this is going to sound, it was never about the Content Creator William "Wilbur Soot" Gold who owns the YouTube/Twitch Channel. But it was always, always, always, about the character he played. I love c!Wilbur Soot from the Earth SMP, Dream SMP, and Origins SMP. I even love the character he plays in Sorry Boys. And that's the Character I will be writing!

I know when I first joined the DSMP, it was already starting to go downhill. By that time, Covid was over, and the "Over Night Success" of the DSMP was over for a lot of fans. To the point, if you were still a fan of the DSMP during the Prison Arc and beyond then you were in the "So 5 Minutes Ago"/Cringe Territory. I also know that serval people have stopped writing, and got out of the DSMP/MCYT Community when Technoblade passed away. I can't blame them since many fans started watching the DSMP b/c of Techno and why bother watching something if the reason you even started is no longer there. I fully respect everyone's decision on that. And I know now that so many people will be leaving b/c of this being the "Last Nail in the Coffin" for a lot of people. Again I fully respect your decision if you decide to never write c!Wilbur Soot or just straight leave the Fandom entirely.

But I'm not. I'm not leaving. c!Wilbur Soot belongs to us fans and yes, this is 100% selfish of me, but I'll be damned if I let someone take away something that I find so much joy in doing! I've been writing FanFicion for the last 30 years and have been posting for the last 20 years.

I've been in many different fandoms and yes, many of them have had pretty toxic gatekeeping fans. But for once with the DSMP, I actually felt well safe for my writing. I didn't have to worry about if I was writing the Character right or not.

So, with that said, Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic is still underway! I have a few more chapters already written but it's going to be a major story and for once, I'm fucking motivated to finish this! For once, I'm not four to five chapters in and can't seem to figure out what to write b/c I'm so stuck on what others kept telling me how to write certain characters. But with this, no one's doing that. I want to write to these Characters how I want to write them!

I am NOT supporting the Content Creator! This has always been about the Characters. As far as I'm concerned, William "Wilbur Soot" Gold can go step on a pile of Legos for all I care!

However, with Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic, it's going to be until Summer that I will be able to fully start to update again. Right now, I think I'm just going to concentrate on School since my class started a month ago. And I might be focusing on other Writing/Art Projects until then.

So, when Summer hits, expect to see updates for Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic! Until then, Guys, Gals, Demons, Ghouls and Multi-Fandom Fiends! I'll see you later! HAPPY CREATING!

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

I need to write something for my writing/literature class and I ended up doing a DSMP fanfic about roly-polys.

This will not end well.

[novae-viking]

haha ghost boy!!!

fanart for the amazing fic "by the morrow" By @chessurk

genuinely it is so ADRHADFAArfarrdhrahGAdgafdRADHGRFADrD :D 10/10 highly reccomended

and you get some sketches too

[lovethed111]

Mcyt Fic Recs

Here is a bunch of fics i really liked so I made a list

those few dnf fics come at the end so if you're here for that..you're gonna have to SCROLLLL

There’s Blood in your Web, Theseus (wipe it out) -

A SBI and Dream Team Black Widow AU by spookyserpent

Tommy-Centric

TW: BLOOD , GORE , VIOLENCE , HALLUCINATIONS , CHILD ABUSE , CHILD DEATH , SWEARING , BRAINWASHING , CHILD ASSASSINS , DEATH , GUNS , NIGHTMARES , NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCES , MANIPULATION , WEAPONS , HUMAN TRAFFICKING , HUMAN EXPERIMENTATION , TORTURE AND OVERALL DARK THEMES.

fluff exists...somewhat

MAKE SURE TO STAY SAFE!

Status: 46/46 Finished ✔

Description:

Spiders are both overlooked and feared. They spin their webs, catch their kills and move on. Some hunt, finding their prey and stalking until the kill.

Tommy’s not a Huntsman Spider anymore, though. He made sure of that when the skies bled black with smoke and the horizon was stained with orange and red.

From a class of twenty-eight to a class of one.

Or, Tommy has escaped the Red Room, only to stumble into the lives of a family of Villains, who want him to join their ranks, a corrupt businessman and his makeshift family and a bunch of Heroes, who swear they want to help him.

Readers Notes: ABSOLUTELY STUNNING READ IT R I G H T NOW. the way spooky formatted this and the way the plot moves is beautiful. It moves like a spider moving across its web. would 100% recommend it.

The Dog Days(are over)-

A Discduo/Dream Team + Tommy and SBI AU by pathicsoul

Tommy-Centric

TW: BLOOD , GORE , VIOLENCE , CHILD ABUSE , CHILD DEATH , SWEARING , NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCES , BRAINWASHING , MANIPULATION , CHILD ASSASSINS , DEATH , PANIC ATTACKS , NIGHTMARES , GUNS , HUMAN TRAFFICKING , HUMAN EXPERIMENTATION , WEAPONS , TORTURE AND OVERALL DARK THEMES.

fluff is there

MAKE SURE TO STAY SAFE!

Status: 34/? Ongoing

Description:

After escaping The Academy, Tommy and Dream make a promise to survive.

Or, two brothers learn to live again.

Reader Notes: It is a beautiful fic and i wait for it to update.their dynamics are super smooth and i love big brother dream ghgyhgyv. READ IT.

This is Not an Act of Spite-

A SBI & CMYK(Tommy,Tubbo,Ranboo and Purpled) Superhero AU BY Alex_Wants_To_Die & ellabellachicketychella

Tommy-centric but does have a few different POVs

TW:DRUGS , VOMITING , GUNS , BLOOD , HEAVY GORE , VIOLENCE , SWEARING , NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCES , BODY HORROR , DEATH , THREATS , HOSPITALS , INJURIES , NEEDLES , NIGHTMARES , PANIC ATTACKS , KIDNAPPING , HUMAN TRAFFICKING , DEPERSONALITATION , CAGES , FIGHTING RINGS WEAPONS AND DARK THEMES ALL AROUND

there is fluff though

STAY SAFE AND CLICK OFF AT ANY MOMENT IF NEEDED

Status: 31/50 Hiatus

Description:

Could the universe be kind enough, so that Tommy could get a damn break from the mess that is his life?

Please? just for one day.

 ---

"Okay, so maybe coming to the interview with a few broken ribs was a bad idea, but what choice did he have? Just not come and keep on being unemployed?

Several bad things could happen during his interview, given the circumstances. There was an AI in the building designed by Awesamdude which not only kept unwanted people from getting in, it scanned people for any unauthorized weapons or injuries. There was also the problem with his illegal documents since he wasn't an actual adult. But the biggest risk is that the job is at a hero organization.

And he's a vigilante. Which are highly illegal."

---

or, yet another vigilante tommy au... except this time, there is at least one brain cell (you can figure out who has it)

Reader Notes:I LOVE THIS FIC WITH MY WHOLE HEART I HAVE LITERALLY ANALYSED IT TO THE BONE. GO READ IT. YOU WILL FIND IT SO INTERESTING THE PLOT HAS SO MUCH GOING ON.

the story the stars wrote-

A Crimeboys(?) Royal Reincarnation Au by starrydrms

Tommy-centric

TW:DEATH , MINOR CHARACTER DEATH , FIRE

...thats it those are literally the only tws..it feels weird cause the other stories have like this huge paragraph lmaoo

Status:23/? Ongoing

Description:

Tommy was sixteen-turning-seventeen when he met Wilbur for the first time. The two came from different families and statuses but they quickly became good friends until one day, they both fell prey to a tragic accident.

He was sixteen again when he remembered. His old life, his friends he left behind, and what really happened that final night, but this time, Tommy was determined to make things right and get justice for himself and for Wilbur.

A story of reincarnation, and two boys who were always meant to be brothers— just never in the same lifetime.

Reader Notes:this story is literally so poetic and graceful and i love cause oh my god a few of them i will literally remember my entire life.theyre so good that you may think theyre from shakespeare or smth but no its from minecraft youtuber fanfiction. anyways READ IT. GO.

the dead don't dream-

A Lore Divergent AU about exile by penink

Third Person POV but it revolves around Tommy.

loads of tws for this one

TW: C!DREAM , CHARACTER DEATH , TEMPORARY DEATH ASWELL , GORE , BLOOD , VIOLENCE , INJURY , DETAILED DESCRIPTIONS OF INJURIES ABUSE AND GORE , GASLIGHTING , MANIPULATION , CHILD ABUSE , STARVATION , SUICIDE , TORTURE , ANIMAL DEATH , HUMAN EXPERIMENTATION , ABDUCTION , DROWNING , CLAUSTRAPHOBIA , PARALYSIS , DEHUMANISATION , SICKNESS , DEHYDRATION , EATING DISORDERS , PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR , STRONG THEMES OF UNREALITY , PANIC ATTACKS , MENTAL BREAKDOWN , SELF HARM , PHYSICAL HORROR , MUTILATION , BROKEN BONES , REPEATED DEATH AND REVIVAL , SUICIDAL THOUGHTS , THREATS , DEPERSONALITATION , DEREALIZATION , EXTREME PARANOIA , ABLEISM , DEAD BODIES , DISMEMBERMENT , TALKS OF ROTTING DEAD BODIES AND DARK THEMES OVERALL.

my hands hurt send help

Status:33/? Ongoing

Description:

There’s something wrong with Tommy. Dream will help him figure out what.

Or: Dream starts testing the revive book on Tommy in exile.

Apparently Apollo has cursed me.

Reader Notes: im too tired to write smth genuine so just go read it. its amazing. if you are not triggered by anything in tws list then go ahead. click on the link. you know you want to.

i just realised i read a lot of fics with dark themes..

Wasting Your Time-

Crimeboys Mordern AU by shutupanakin

Tommy-centric again.

TW:SUICIDAL IDEATION , SUICIDAL THOUGHTS , SUICIDE ATTEMPT , HALLUCINATIONS(kinda) , DEREALIZATION , DISSOCIATION AND DARK THEMES ALL AROUND.

Status: 9/9 Finished

Description:

“Wh— what?” Tommy choked out, his voice hoarse from the lack of use all day.

The man rolled his eyes, as if he didn’t just ask a completely impolite question. “I said, do you have any booze?”

Tommy sat still. He reached into his jacket pocket, his hand finding only a plastic pen. Could he stab this man with a plastic pen?

Tommy pulled said piece of plastic out, visibly holding it up. “I have a pen.” Something about the bemused look on the man's face made Tommy click it, and again, repeatedly.

click click click click click click click click—

...

or; Tommy planned on dying. He meets Wilbur instead.

Reader Notes: its based around a train stations and i love it. go read it.

Orenda-

A Serial killer AU by ellabellachicketychella

Tommy-centric

TW:MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH , STARVATION , DRUGS , ALCOHOL , SERIAL KILLERS , MURDER , GUNS , BLOOD , KNIVES , BOMBS , GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF DEAD BODIES , STRANGULATION AND VIOLENCE.

Status: 1/1 Finished

Description:

Tommy's lived a dodgy life at best, being a child assassin. Running away from being said child assassin and then loosing his brother. Then a new serial killer shows up in town and starts to dig up all of the stuff Tommy wished he left behind. (and almost did.)

---

“Wait, wait, wait,” Wilbur says, “Is this a fucking motive? Do we have a motive?”

“We are not criminal psychologists, Wilbur,” Techno mutters.

“We’re taking criminology classes, it’s basically the same thing."

“Should… you be looking into a murder?” Tommy asks, “I mean, that tends to not end well for anyone who tries to solve it.”

---

or, there's a serial killer on the loose. and for some reason tommy's co-worker wilbur thinks he has any idea what he's doing and how to solve it. (he doesn't.)

Reader Notes:ELLA.IS EVIL. fuck her ughhh/j

i like ella's fics a lot and you can see that

Desiderium-

A Benchtrio Highschool AU with hints of SBI by ellabellachichetychella

Tommy-centric

TW: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH , CAR CRASH , PANIC ATTACKS , DESCRIPTIONS OF INJURIES AND DEATH , DEPRESSION , SUICIDAL IMPLICATIONS(it is assumed that he is going to jump but he isn't)

Status:2/2 Finished

Description:

Tommy is five when he meets Tubbo.

Quickly he finds a brother and best friend, someone who will be with him through all the tribulations of growing up.

Including loss.

---

Tommy is five when he meets Tubbo, he only remembers this meeting due to constant stories being told about it. He’s not sure if the memory is his, or someone else’s but it feels pretty real to him.

Tommy is apparently on his fifth day of kindergarten. He spies a boy and girl in the dirt. The boy has brown hair and is wearing a green shirt with a Bulbasaur on it. The girl has short black hair and has a Princess Bubblegum shirt.

He looks at them both and promptly throws dirt in their faces, then runs off screeching.

---

or, a story of loss, grief and moving on

Reader Notes: It may or may not have made me cry. I love this. I relate to it. not in a literal sense but on a more psychological level.

i'll put my roots down when i'm dead-

A Discduo Superhero AU by nicholenarrates with hints of SBI

Tommy-centric

TW: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH , GENERAL VIOLENCE , SWEARING , KIDNAPPING , TORTURE , DEATH , BLOOD , INJURY , NEEDLES , FIREWORKS , EXPLOSIONS , GUNSHOT WOUNDS , WEAPONS , BURNS , FIRE , ANXIETY ATTACKS

Status: 12/12 Finished

Description:

Tommy clutched his arm impossibly closer to his chest as he ran, pain flaring in his shoulder with each footfall. He could hear the heroes gaining on him, could hear them calling out to him, but he ignored them in favor of focusing on running and not passing out.

“You just had to jump back into the fight. Why did you even go out by yourself?” Tubbo chastised in his ear. Tommy grimaced.

--------

Tommy’s life as a vigilante is interrupted by heroes; the only thing Tommy hates more than heroes is being told what to do.

During the day, Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo help their classmates dodge the hero draft and learn algebra. During the night, the trio patrol the streets of their city and fight crime without the bureaucracy that comes with being a hero. When their routine is interrupted, Tommy is forced to intern for the heroes and hide his identity. Things grow more complicated as superhumans across the city begin disappearing. Can Tommy evade capture and find his friends before it’s too late?

Or

SBI adopts Tommy while Dream adopts ‘Theseus’

Or

discduo enjoyers come get y’all juice

Reader Notes: dfghjuhgfd this fic/pos go and read ittttttt

Dad, I Just Joined A Revolution-

A DiscDuo Canon Divergent AU by MollyPollyKinz

a mollypollykinz fic is necessary

Tommy-Centric

TW:MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH , TEMPORARY CHARACTER DEATH , DEATH , CHILD ABUSE , INJURIES , NIGHTMARES , PANIC ATTACKS , GASLIGHTING , MANIPULATION , BLOOD , CHILD SOLDIERS , TERRORISM , SELF HARM , HOSTAGES AND DARK THEMES.

Status:10/10 Finished

Description:

Prince Tommy of the Dream SMP was bored.

So he joined the revolution against his own country. No biggie, right?

His father, Dream, is less than pleased.

Wilbur is just confused as to why Tommy is the only one Dream seems to not want to kill.

Reader Notes: mollypollykinz fics are just so/pos

Hush Now(You Were Lost but Now You're Found)-

A Crimeboys(?) DiscDuo(?) Sbi(?) Superhero AU by CorpseArt

Tommy-Centric

TW:BLOOD , INJURIES , DEPRESSION , PANIC ATTACKS , TORTURE , BODY HORROR , WEAPONS , SELF-HARM , KIDNAPPING , NON-CONSENSUAL DRUG USE , GORE AND DARK THEMES OVERALL.

Status:34/? Ongoing

Description:

Red Chaos was the name the world had bestowed upon him, and Dream had laughed as he dragged Tommy down against his chest in a rough sprawl back against the couch, squeezing him tight after their first official mission together.

Tommy had done good and Dream had been proud.

-

Siren shifts, a look Tommy can’t be bothered to understand flashing briefly before his shoulders roll into a shrug.

“You saved my life.”

I know, Tommy thinks, lips drawing back in an ugly grimace. It ruined mine.

-

The morning paper lies discarded on the couch beside him with black bold headlines:

RED CHAOS: HERO OR VILLAIN?

Reader Notes:AHHHH/POS THE MORE THAT GETS UNEARTHED THE MORE CONFUSING IT GETS/POS

Dreaming of a Pretty Boy-

A IRL DNF AU by arsenicarose

Third Person POV centred around Dream

Status:1/1 Finished

Description:

“Well? Aren’t you going to say something?” he scoffed, “Or are you too scared now that I’m confronting you?”

“You’re so pretty,” Dream breathed, despite himself. Then, realizing what he said, he buried his face in his hands, groaning. “Oh my fucking God.”

(AKA George is pretty, Dream is a simp, and they play a flirty game together.)

Reader Notes:the word pretty is said 89 times /pos/pos/pos very sweet :D

If we don't leave this town, we might never make it out-

A Crimeboys & TwinsDuo Roadtrip AU by grasstastic

Wilbur-centric

TW: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH , TERMINAL ILLNESS AND VOMITING.

Status:10/10 Finished

Before he knew it, he was on the road.

He sat back in the old seat of the van, a wave of gratification nearly taking the breath from his lungs. He let out a laugh- somewhere between relieved and terrified.

“I did it,” He breathed. “I actually fucking did it.”

There was a rustling behind him, he barely even registered before-

“Whut d’ya do?”

Wilbur screamed.

Or

Wilbur is driven (pun intended) to take a road trip, and finds a stowaway in his van that's going to make everything just so much harder.

Reader Notes: didn't expect the ending cause I didn't read the tags lmao- definitely broke my heart

Like Magic-

A Hogwarts DNF AU by KangarooKen , Serotonin103 & Xeniality

Third-Person POV centred around George

CW & TW: NSFW(16+) AND HUMAN EXPERIMENTATION

Status:27/? Hiatus

Description:

“Don’t you get it?” Dream said to him in an excited whisper, eyes alight with joyous realization. “You—you’re magical, George!”

“What does that mean?”

“It means you’re like me!”

When George first met the tall, freckled child who called himself Dream, he thought the other boy was bonkers. Strange clothes, a foreign accent, a closely-guarded secret — what was George supposed to make of his new next-door neighbor?

Despite the newcomer’s strangeness, the two boys quickly forge a friendship. George soon realizes that he and Dream have a lot more in common than he first thought.

//Dreamnotfound Hogwarts AU//

Reader Notes:One of the first dnf fics I read! very nice <3 sadly its on a hiatus but those 27 chapters are very interesting

love letter boy-

A DNF Highschool AU by westywallowing

George-Centric

Status: 6/? Ongoing

Description:

“Okay, what are you talking about? Where did you get the idea that I had feelings for you?”

Clay sighed like George was being difficult. “Your letter.”

George froze. “What.” he said quickly.

Clay stuck his hand into his hoodie pocket and pulled out a slightly old, but nicely kept envelope. George couldn’t keep his eyes off of it. It had Clay’s name and address on it.

“This. Your letter. Addressed to me.”

George looked back and forth between Clay’s face and the letter being held in his hands.

“You’ve got to be shitting me.”

Readers Notes: shitty romcoms/pos shitty romcoms turned into ff for your fav ship/vpos

Pen to Paper-

A Writer Tommyinnit AU by so_i_wrote_something

Tommyinnit-Centric

Status:8/8 Finished

Description:

It starts with Wilbur.

Well, it first starts with his editor, and then his publishing agency, and then his book that somehow manages to top the charts in its first six months (really, he’s still not sure how that happened, and eternally grateful that he’d managed to accidentally write a book in the genre that would be popular right when it was published), but the thing that really makes Tommy sit up and take notice is Wilbur.

Or,

Me writing Secret Identity AUs (again, I know) but this time Tommy is a writer and I actually have a reason for it sort of

Reader Notes: petiton to have more writer tommy aus

Protected-

A DNF Medieval AU by Aenqa

Third Person POV

TW: VIOLENCE

Status:12/12 Finished

Description:

“I don’t care about anything like I care about you. Not even this kingdom. My place is with you.” -- Dream is the Crown Prince and the future king. His sworn duty is to protect his kingdom from outside threats, especially from the scourge of magic.

George is his best friend and, technically, his servant. And he has a secret.

Reader Notes: dont usually like medival aus but like this is just so uguyyhfttfc

Ring ring ring banana phone-

A Horror SBI AU by sircantus

Tommyinnit-Centric

TW: GASLIGHTING , HORROR , DEREALIZATION

Status: 1/1 Finished

Description:

Tommy hums absent-mindedly underneath his breath as he continues on his walk, and just as he sees the school come into view, himself being right on time, his phone begins to buzz in his pocket. 

He doesn’t think much of it. It’s a calm morning, the city is quiet, and he’s not thinking straight, with it still being early. He expects it to be some telemarketer, if anything. He doesn’t expect anything of the worst. 

(He wishes he never picked up that fucking phone call.)

Reader Notes: MARKUS SIRCANTUS. *SHAKES YOU VIOLENTLY* THIS FIC GAVE ME SO MANY EMOTIONS URDGHUGF

Eudamonia-

A ClingyDuo God AU by ellabellachicketychella

Third Person POV

TW: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH , INJURIES , DROWNING , BURNS , DEATH.

Status: 1/1 Finished

Description:

The story of two tired twin Gods, a story of an enderman mortal, Death's Angel and why humanity may be so flawed, yet so beautiful. That everyone is worth saving, and everyone is worth second chances. A story about mortals and what it means to be alive and living. The story is told by all who are willing to listen shared over campfires and children whispering the ghost stories of deities who some say are hiding in the woods, and others say they are gone forever.

This is that story.

---

“Tubbo— you can’t— you know, you know how this will end. The same way that it always ends.”

“Yes. It will.”

“You will forget.”

“Yes. I will.”

“And you will hate yourself for ever letting yourself get close.”

“Yes. I will.”

Reader Notes: IDHSUDGD ELLA FR ONLY POSTS BANGERS

Well. Here it is. The end of this long ass fic rec. i hope you're still ok after scrolling this. but mostly, HAVE FUN READING.

[productofaritual]

Tommy's new video makes me glad I'm on ao3 and the highest amount of hits I have is like 250 something because if that was any of my fics I would just dig a hole and die in it

[wrath-beyond-reckoning]

Fanfiction Rec / Tracking

When Pigs Fly by Lotsalizards

Dream SMP - Technoblade-centric - Fae AU - Human Techno

Summary:

Technoblade has fought in battles since he was a child, becoming a force to be reckoned with, a man to fear. He earned many titles as he fought, War Pig, Blood God, and even Dream Slayer. But no one knows his true name. He considers that to be necessary as it serves as a safety measure against the fae that roam the world. Many fae would kill to get their hands on a human like Technoblade and he firmly defends his name because of that. However, after accidentally getting involved with fae, they seem to be adamant about not losing him, for whatever reason. Then, suddenly everything Technoblade has carefully constructed to protect himself is trembling in the face of these creatures and their whims.

Published: 2023-05-24 Updated: 2023-09-24 Words: 118,362 Chapters: 19/?

Read: ???

Note: Oh wow another favorite of my because wow I have many feelings about this

[huntersulamaka]

I thought I'd show some of my less recent art. This one I call Roses & Freedom. It is based on a fanfiction called Feelings Out On Paper by lily_art_thing on Archive Of Our Own. It is really good so check it out!

I made this for a school project where we had to make an art piece based on one of 3 words, chaos, freedom or entertainment. I picked freedom. If you have read the fic you might understand why. I drew 3 scenes out out of the fanfic and also used a couple of objects that play a role in the story to decorate the page.

I really like how it turned out so enjoy! (Btw if u read the fic and wanna talk abt it hit me up, I'd love to hear your ideas and opinion on it!)

Here is the fic for those who want to read it!

[mon-moonfae]

New Crimeboys Fanfic ☺️

[floatingnebulas]

Painter Tommy and Musician Wilbur SBI Fantasy/Magic AU

This corresponds to day 10 of my Daily AUs on Twitter, but I'm posting them here out of order and this one was my favorite so it's first.

Wilbur and Tommy are brothers. They're so close, and are each other's best friend. Their mother, Kristin, works so hard to take care of them which unfortunately means that she's rarely home with them.

But Tommy and Wilbur understand. They always have. They need the money that she brings in.

When Tommy is 12 and Wilbur 16, Kristin gets a new job, one that pays slightly more and allows the small trio to have a slightly better life. So, she packs them up, and moves them from the suburbs of a large city to the middle of the woods, ten minutes outside of a small town.

The move is strange, and slightly unsettling for Wilbur and Tommy, but they didn't mind much. They never really had any friends in their old area, the only people that talked to them being school acquaintances. But none of those people were actually friends.

It had always been the three of them against the world, and as long as that continued to be the case, they didn't care where they lived.

Their new house is an old one, in the middle of a small forest. It's beautiful, and probably far more historic than the agency had realized or advertised, but it had been cheap for them to buy. No one wanted to spend the time that would be required to fix the place up.

No one except a singer mother and her two creative sons.

Wilbur and Tommy love it from the moment they lay eyes on it. Inspiration practically oozes from the wooden walls, flutters from the green leaved trees, and sprouts from the golden expanse of wheat fields just beyond the edge of the forest.

It's beautiful.

The pair of brothers waste no time in using their summer to explore, and discover the secrets of their new home. It doesn't take long for them to begin to create a mental map of every creek that shines like diamonds, every small animal den that will surely be home to adorable babies come spring, and all the hidden paths that had been reclaimed by nature in the decades since this place was last maintained.

And the two creative boys love it so much.

For their whole lives, Kristin had been so immensely supportive of their talents. She had brought home guitars and drum sets for Wilbur to learn and eventually tease fabulous and captivating melodies from, uncaring of the fact that it dug into their savings. Tommy never seemed to run out of paint, canvases, stencils, erasers, everything he needed to create his fascinating pieces of art, despite the cost of good art supplies.

She had encouraged and supported their skills, and it showed. The two brothers had flourished, becoming young prodigies.

One day in the middle of summer, while they're exploring, the duo stumble across a tiny slice of heaven in the woods. There's a small pond, a tree covered in pink and yellow flowers, and such a calm atmosphere. On the edge of the pond are some flat rocks, perfect for sitting and relaxing.

It's the perfect shock of sudden inspiration.

Tommy grabs Wilbur's hand tightly and drags him back to the house, forcing him to help carry an easel and some paints out to the small clearing. While they're there, Wilbur slings his guitar around his back.

As Tommy sits on the rocks and starts to sketch the basic shape of the pond and hanging tree, making sure to include the small animals that hadn't scattered as they sat down, Wilbur strummed his guitar strings and slowly began to compose a song and tease a melody from the instrument's depths.

And they continue this routine for a week, Tommy eventually progressing to painting color into his sketch as Wilbur starts to figure out the bridges of his song.

In the end, as Tommy swipes his brush across the canvas for the final time and sets it down on the pallet gently, Wilbur strums the final note in his first full playthrough of the song he had practically felt emanating from the water and tree.

Tommy's canvas starts to glow softly. The water he painted begins to ripple and the tree sways softly. Wilbur's song continues to echo softly around the clearing, despite him putting the guitar down as soon as the glow appeared.

Initially, they're confused and scared, hesitant of this mysterious thing. But eventually Tommy, always adventurous and impulsive, decides to step forward and tap the glowing painting.

He disappears in front of Wilbur's eyes.

Wilbur leaps after him and also touches the painting without an ounce of hesitation.

The pair of brothers crack open their eyes in a new world.

In front of them, with shock painted across his face, stands a tall man with pink hair and a glittering sword. After ensuring that they aren't enemies (with a very threatening series of questions and some sort of- was that magic Wilbur had just seen?) the man introduces himself as Technoblade. Apparently he is the guardian of this sacred pond, and wasn't expecting any visitors today.

Much less ones from another world.

Tommy cranes his neck skyward and stares into a purple sky full of more stars than he had ever seen before, as small fairies dance around Wilbur's head in rhythmic chimes.

Apparently, according to Technoblade's quick explanation at least, they shouldn't be here. The pathways between the mortal world and the magic realm had been shut long ago, and sealed with a series of powerful spells and seals that had been (mostly) created and hidden within the mortal realm.

Somehow, the pair of brothers had broken one of those seals.

Suddenly, in a flash of understanding, Wilbur puts the pieces together.

In this realm, as Technoblade had explained in his hasty monologue, magic is fueled by creativity. Poets, architects, sculptors, musicians, and artists are among the most powerful people in the realm. One of the seals Techno mentioned must have been hidden in that pond, in the mortal realm. After all, who would ever wander through a random forest in search of beauty (other than, apparently, a set of teenage boys that dreamed of more than their normal life)?

Wilbur realizes that they must have accidentally broken the seal, with their painting and song.

And, as Technoblade explains, since one has broken then that means the rest are on the verge of shattering. As one of the only seal guardians (and likely the only one who noticed anything), he must go investigate the rest to ensure their integrity.

Wilbur and Tommy feel terrible, since they had been the ones to break the seal in the first place, and ask to accompany Techno and help him fix their mess.

Techno hesitates, since the pair are clearly kids, but he doesn't exactly have a way to send them back to their realm just yet. And as a pair of humans in the realm of magic, they'll be safer with him than they would be anywhere else, even as he investigates dangerous spells and treacherous locations. Humans weren't exactly remembered with the most fondness by the majority of people, since they had been the ones to force the sorcerers of old to create the seals in the first place.

So, he agrees, under the condition that they have to listen to him no matter what, and the trio set off to the location of the closest seal.

The entire journey, Wilbur and Tommy remain captivated by this beautiful world of magic. They simply can't turn their attention away from the pink clouds, the unicorns in the blue fields, and the almost perfectly clear water. They manage to wear Techno down through their incessant pleading, and eventually begin to learn how to cast magic spells using their music and paints. They see creatures they had only ever heard about in fairy tales, such as the dragon that raised their head and stared at them as they passed by, the pegasi flying through the sky, and the talking woodland animals that scurry through their camps at night.

It's everything they've ever dreamed of, and more.

They quickly fall in love with the land.

But back in the mortal realm, Kristin returns home after a long day of work to find her beloved sons missing. Naturally, she panics, and searches the entire house for them. When she still can't find them, she decides to scour the forest for the pair, hoping they simply lost track of time while exploring.

Eventually, she makes her way to a clearing that she recognizes from their descriptions over the dinner table, and stumbles across a still faintly glowing painting that she instantly recognizes as Tommy's work.

Kristin touches in in longing, wishing that instead of her younger son's work, she had him and his brother beside her.

She disappears from the universe and reappears underneath an impossibly starry sky.

But Kristin isn't greeted by a man with pink hair. Rather, she whips around, fist already raised and aiming towards the blond man who just barely manages to dodge her punch.

Phil, as the man introduces himself after she manages to calm down and realize that he didn't kidnap her or her sons, has kind blue eyes and a soft green cloak. But those aren't what instantly draw her attention. Rather, it's the huge black wings hanging from his back that she can't stop glancing at.

What kind of place has people with wings? What had she gotten herself mixed up in?

But really, the answer to those question didn't matter, as long as Tommy and Wilbur were somewhere in this world. She didn't care where this place was; she only needed to find her kids.

Phil continues explaining that he's a designer and builder of great monuments. Kristin, after he finishes giving a cursory overview of where she had appeared, explains what happened on her end of things. Phil realizes that her missing children had probably appeared here, in front of his friend Techno.

Techno was also, coincidentally, missing. He hadn't left this shrine in years, and in fact, Phil had been coming to surprise him with a visit today. But he wasn't there, and instead, this woman had appeared in front of him.

Naturally, the only conclusion he can come to is that the boys must be with Techno, the renowned author and guardian, and one of the strongest mages in the realm. He would easily be able to protect them from any dangers they encountered.

Phil tells Kristin this, informing her that her sons are almost certainly safe.

Kristin, of course, doesn't give a shit. She won't be convinced of their safety until she's found them and has them in her arms once again. She's their mother, and there's no other possible answer for her to give Phil.

So Phil agrees to accompany her in search of her sons, and they set out in pursuit of the trio.

And as the three mortals continue to explore this realm of beauty and magic, a deep love and affection for it starts to settle within their hears.

What are they supposed to do, once the seals are fixed and family reunited? Are they supposed to just leave all of this wonder behind?

This AU was inspired by the song "A New Horizon" from the musical Starry.

And here is the twitter post where it was originally shared.

[abysmallyizzy]

hello to the like, eight, people that follow me!! Hi!

I don't know if this will get out the way I want it to, but I'm gonna be writing a fanfiction! at least 3/4 SBI age regression fanfic featuring little!Tommy because I am projecting and no one can stop me :p

I don't have any specific plot or anything I'm going for here (see: author projecting) so if you have some suggestions or tropes that you like but don't often see, tag me and let me know! obviously this is gonna be completely platonic and sfw.

That's all for now! keep an eye out :D

[lildevyl]

Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic, Chapter 12: Tubbo, You're Going!

Summary: Tubbo gets his letter from the Esempi Tech School. Tommy tries to figure out how they are going to pay the rest of the tuition.

TW: I don't think there's any in this chapter!

A/N: This is a bit of a filler chapter and this focuses more on some Character Development with the Bench Trio. So, I'm trying really hard to start writing again and I do apologize for the long a waited wait for the next update! Will try to write some more chapters before school starts then try to update when I can!

Enjoy the story! HAPPY CREATING!

(Bench Trio Apartment)

Things at the house between Tommy and his best friends/roommates have been tense.  Tubbo kept checking his phone as if he was expecting a call of some sort.  At first, Tommy thought that it was a client that had hired Tubbo to make them something for the up-and-coming Robot Wars.   But the way Tubbo was acting it didn’t seem like that was it at all and there was no way that Tubbo would be this tense or worried about work.  So something clearly was bugging Tubbo but every time Tommy brought it up, it was met with a flimsy excuse or another until Tommy dropped the subject altogether.

Ranboo wasn’t doing much better.  Ranboo kept up with the news more often than he usually did.  Normally, Ranboo would just turn on the news station to see what the weather was going to be like or just catch the morning show that he loved so much.

But recently Tommy noticed that Ranboo has not only been keeping an eye on the news channels but also any sightings relating to the Syndicate.  Including the app that was preloaded on every phone on the Heroes & Villains Alert.  It was strange, Ranboo never showed a huge amount of interest in the Heroes and Villains before.  So why the sudden change?

It had been over a month since Tommy healed Siren and Tommy gave them his number.  So far nothing.  No phone calls, no text messages, nothing.  Tommy allowed himself to relax after about a week of silence.  He still had a lot of fun at the Café with Wilbur and occasionally Techno would come in too.  Tommy loved to banter with Wilbur and Wilbur had no problem in talking with Tommy about anything and everything.  Tommy still smiled when he remembered their encounters.  It was special to him.

As Tommy went through his daily routine of getting ready for the day during this late morning.  Tommy decided to head down and check the mail.  Junk mail, junk mail, a letter for Tubbo, junk mail.  A new restaurant called Vulpes just opened up and was having its grand opening.  Junk mail, a letter for Ranboo from work, a letter to Tommy from work, bill, bill, rent’s due soon, a catalog and magazine for Tubbo.

Tommy didn’t really pay much attention to the mail as he sorted it.  When he was done he just took his letter from work and began to read it and a smile appeared on his face.  Tommy would be eligible for benefits here soon!  Great!  He could easily sign up for Health Insurance and will really help them out in the long run! Checking his watch, Tommy saw that he had some time to grab a quick lunch before he had to head out.

(Bad’s Café)

The Café was buzzing with people!  People came to get their coffees straight from work, and the evening crew got their caffeine before heading out.  School kids came in to hang out with their friends before school started in about a month.  College and Tech stunts piling in and getting their favorite snacks before heading off and grabbing their dorm rooms.  Tommy honestly didn’t mind it.  He loved the busy rush between afternoon and evening.  It made the time go by faster and if he was lucky.  Tommy would be able to get out a bit early.

The mad rush soon died down, and Tommy was finally able to breathe for a bit and have a little fun bantering with Wilbur.  Right now, he was currently in a debate with Wilbur about, believe it or not, sand.  Sand!

“Oh, my Primes!  Wilbur!  You eat sand?!”  Tommy exclaimed, hoping he heard the brunette wrong.

“What’s wrong with sand?  It’s crunching, it’s nice, it’s good.”  Wilbur explained like he was talking about the weather and not eating sand.

The two went back and forth for a while on this topic before the doorbell chimed again and in walked a solemn-looking Tubbo and a concerned-looking Ranboo.  Tommy stopped his banter with Wilbur when the two walked in to give a heartfelt greeting and was suddenly concerned when he saw the look on Tubbo.  Tubbo and Ranboo grabbed a seat at a nearby corner table and Tommy quickly excused himself to see what was up with his two roommates.

Tubbo and Ranboo rarely came to the Café when Tommy was working.  They stopped by every now and then and Tommy had no problem with it.  What concerned Tommy though was just how down Tubbo looked when the two came in.  Tommy walked over to the two with drinks in hand.  Tommy knew their orders by heart and Tubbo looked like he could use a pick-me-up.

“What’s wrong Tubbo?”  Tommy asked when he came over and set the drinks on the table.

“Take a look,” Tubbo said, gesturing to the letter on the table.

Uh oh.  Did Tubbo get rejected from one of the Tech Schools he applied to?  Tommy hoped not but the chances are that that’s probably why Tubbo’s so bummed.  Tommy picked up the letter and began reading it.

“ Dear Mr. Tubbo Underscore,

We appreciate you applying with us here at Esempi Tech School.  And would like to congratulate you on getting in. ”

Tommy read the first line and practically threw himself at his friend.

“Tubbo!  You got in!”

“Keep reading Tommy, it gets worse.”

Confused, Tommy continued.

“ We looked over your application and you requested financial coverage. We would like to inform you although you did not qualify for the full scholarship. You have been approved for a partial scholarship.  If you can cover the rest of the tuition we will be seeing you this fall! ”

The rest of the letter talks about sign-in dates, orientation, dorm rooms, and how everything you needed, including a food budget for groceries and/or lunch specials would be provided.  Along with all the materials including textbooks and the materials that would be used in the labs.  Then Tommy saw the bill that they had to pay and understood why Tubbo was so stressed.

Five thousand dollars.  That’s the part that they had to pay.  Tubbo was able to get a particle scholarship and all that was owed was five thousand dollars.  To some that wouldn’t be a problem but for someone like them?

“Tubbo,” Tommy said after a few minutes of reading the letter.  “You’re going.”

“But Tommy!”  Tubbo tried to protest.  “Five thousand dollars?!  You might as well make it fifty thousand dollars!  There’s no way we can afford that!  Let alone find a way to pay for it!”

“Tubbo,” Tommy grabbed Tubbo’s hands making the brunet look at him.  “You’re going!  You’ve been dreaming of going to this school since you were thirteen.  You’ve been applying and trying to get into Esempi Tech School for the last two years, Tubbo.  You’re going!”

“H-how?  We can barely afford, spending money for Birthdays and Holidays as it is.  How are we going to afford something that’s three months' rent!”

“Tubbo, you’re worth it.  We’re going to find a way, trust me.  You’re going!  This has been your dream, Boss Man.  I’m not going to let you throw it away.”

Tubbo gave a small smile.  Hey, Tommy will take that as a win.  Tommy had to head back and return to work now that a few more customers started to come in.  Tubbo and Ranboo finished up their drinks before they went back to their apartment.  Tommy looked around the Café and he didn’t see Wilbur anywhere.  Huh, that’s strange where did Wilbur disappear to?  Shrugging his shoulders thinking that Wilbur probably ducked out when he was busy with Tubbo and Ranboo and headed back behind the counter.

It was an hour left before closing and Tommy was starting his closing routine a bit earlier than usual seeing as how slow they were.  Tommy kept going back to the conversation before with Tubbo and Ranboo.  How were they going to afford that?  Tubbo has been trying to get into the Esempi Tech School for over two years now.  Working on his application, on his resume, and his portfolio.  Tubbo even sent in some How To Videos showing how he built some of the Robots he got commissioned for.  And some gadgets too.

Ever since Tommy met Tubbo, he had been planning on going to the Esempi Tech School and then being the Lab Assistant to the Warden.  Tubbo can try to hide it all he wants, but Tommy can still tell that Tubbo is still a big fan of the Warden.  Tubbo’s opinion of the Heroes might have changed over the years. But that gleam in Tubbo’s eyes when he gets started on some contraption that Tommy couldn’t even pretend to follow along.

Yeah, Tommy was going to make sure that Tubbo got into his dream school so he can get his dream job.  Now the question was, how?  How was Tommy going to find the money to help pay for Tubbo’s tuition?  The answer came to Tommy when he took his phone out and was about to open up his Spotify App.

Tommy completely forgot that he had it on the L’Manburg News when he was scrolling through the free apps.  There on the front page was the most recent report of a Villain sighting.  Erinyes.  Tommy saved Erinyes and gave Orcus and Siren his number if they ever needed a Healer.

The Syndicate said that they owed Tommy two favors and Orcus did say they could offer him protection and money.   Money that Tommy could use to pay for Tubbo’s tuition.  Money that Tommy could use to help get a better apartment for the three of them and to pay for Tubbo’s tuition!

Now, the question was, how did Tommy get a message to the Syndicate about wanting to cash in that favor or at least possibly talk about being their Healer?

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Tagging: @weirdmixofweirdness, @nightfuryobsessed, @ashedflower, @ghostsknewmynights, @luna-moonblood, @tracobuttons, @isa-ghost, @m4delin, @a-humble-narcissus

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Previous Chapters:

Chapter 1: Head Wound Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 2: Nuke and Ender Tumblr Here A03 Here

Chapter 3: Some New Faces Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 4: Some New Places Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 5: Unexpected Visitors Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 6: Getting Help Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 7: Group Home Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 8: Michael's Birthday Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 9: Tommy's Healing Power Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 10: On Patrol Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 11: Attempted Kidnapping Tumblr Here AO3 Here

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

What If… Tommy got to the button room before Phil?

@whumptober-archive

Blame Whumptober for this.

Enjoy.

Warnings: character death.

Read on A03

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I could press it.

Wilbur stands in the small room, watching dust fall from the ceiling, collecting in small piles on the floor. It's hot in here; Wilbur feels sweat trickling down his back and beading on his brow, not helped by his pants and coat.

The button is right in front of him, mere inches away from his hands. He could press it.

Wilbur's mouth twitches. I could press it.

He reaches his hand out, slowly, agonizingly. The distant sounds of fireworks echo outside, shaking the small room he's in and raining dust atop his head.

He's been planning this. He's been planning this for so long; talking to Dream, collecting the TNT, placing the TNT, rigging the button. Everything has gone to plan, everything has been flawless.

There's only one thing left to do.

Wilbur's mouth twitches again, this time into a smile. Blow everything to smithereens.

He moves his hand closer. His fingertips graze the smooth surface of the button. He feels a chill travel down his spine.

"What are you doing?"

Wilbur's smile drops. He pulls his fingers away. He turns around

Tommy stands by the entryway, one hand balled into a fist, the other clutching an axe. "What are you doing, Wilbur?"

Wilbur stares at him for a long moment. The fireworks, louder now that Tommy has opened the door, blast all around, creating an eery and disorienting atmosphere around the two.

"You weren't supposed to be here," Wilbur says simply. Tommy blinks.

"You disappeared. I got curious." The boy's gaze hardens. "You're here to blow it all up, aren't you?"

Wilbur sighs. "We've talked about this, Tommy. We-"

"No, no, we haven't talked crap about this," Tommy snaps, swinging his axe at nothing in particular. "I told you this wasn't the right thing to do. I told you this wasn't way the way to get l'manburg back. I told you we could figure it out, the two of us, together. I told you all that, and you didn't listen to a word of it! All that's in that stupid stubborn brain of yours is the idea that destroying everything will make it right! Destroying everything, and claiming it's 'for good'."

And when Wilbur leans in to finish his statement, Tommy's breath catches in his throat.

"I don't care. I don't care about being the 'good guy'. I don't care about what happens to Tubbo, or to Fundy, or to Techno, or to you. I don't care about anyone. I don't care about anything other than blowing this bloody place to kingdom come, and if I have to bring people down with me, then so be it."

Wilbur steps back, still smiling. He relishes in Tommy's horror--at the way the color drains from his face, at the way his legs tremble, at the way his grip on the axe tightens.

Wilbur ignores the twinge in his own heart.

"Not what you expected, is it?"

The boy swallows. "You're a..."

He cuts himself off, pressing his lips together. Wilbur narrows his eyes. "A what?"

Tommy's mouth stays stubbornly closed.

"A what, Tommy?"

When Tommy still hesitates, Wilbur's tone goes sharp. "A what?! Spit it out, for crying out loud!"

"You're a monster!" Tommy's voice comes out in a strangled scream, and he changes his neutral stance to an offensive one. "You're- you've turned into a monster, Wilbur! You've changed, and I don't know why! I can't... figure out why. Why?"

His voice cracks at the end. Against his better judgement, Wilbur finds himself softening. He doesn't want Tommy to cry. He can't watch Tommy cry.

"If it's any help, it's not your fault. Anyone's fault, really; no one's fault but my own. And maybe a little Schlatt, if we're being honest. That man ruined everything." Wilbur chuckles, the sound reverberating around the room.

Tommy doesn't smile. Wilbur hadn't expected him to, but it... still feels wrong, somehow.

"L'manburg will never truly be free," Wilbur continues. "I used to think that it could be, but it won't. As soon as one ruler is dethroned, another takes its place; another ruler with a whole lot of problems that they pass onto the land, the people, and so on. Over and over again, an endless cycle. And Tommy, no one can stop that cycle. As long as l'manburg exists, no one will ever be able to put a stop to that cycle. Unless of course, l'manburg is taken out of the picture. Do you see where I'm going with this?"

"But..." Tommy furrows his brows. "But you elected Tubbo. Why would you do that if he wasn't... right?"

Wilbur lets out a sad sigh. "Because, for a short time, I did think he was right. But he's... he's Tubbo, man."

Wilbur chuckles again. "He's so bent on upholding the law--whatever that is--that he's blinded to other very real, very important issues. It's only a matter of time before people revolt against him. Honestly, you could say that I'm doing him a favor; no l'manburg means no President Tubbo, and no President Tubbo means no revolts, and no revolts means no... untimely demises."

"And this isn't an untimely demise?" Tommy snaps back. "Blowing up our own home?"

Wilbur purses his lips. "I mean... some would call it that. You, for example. But I know that it has to happen, no matter what people think.

"And Tommy. l'manburg stopped being our home the day that Schlatt was elected. That very day, all ties we had to that land were-" Wilbur makes a slicing motion with his hand. "-cut. I was in denial at first, I was so convinced that I could find a way to make it mine again, but it's..."

Wilbur sighs. "It's not mine. Not anymore. It's not yours either. And soon, it won't be anyone's."

Wilbur stuffs his hands in his pockets. "Now I suggest you leave. I want a lot of things, but you dying isn't one of them."

"Oh yeah? Tell that to them!" Tommy gestures at the door, where distant shouts and explosions can be heard. "Tell that to every single one of them, tell them that you're about to destroy everything they love! Tell them, Wilbur!"

Wilbur gazes evenly at Tommy. Tommy glares furiously at Wilbur. And for a moment, there's silence.

"This is your last warning," Wilbur says in a low voice, taking slow, backwards steps towards the button. "And I mean that. Leave. If you're quick enough, maybe you can warn the others."

Tommy twitches at that, just like Wilbur knew he would. That boy would never abandon an opportunity to help people.

But to Wilbur's surprise, he doesn't leave. He pauses, then opens his mouth, then asks:

"But what about you?"

Wilbur stops walking backwards. His breath catches, hitching on the dust-filled air.

"What'll happen to you, Wilbur?" Tommy continues. His voice, which had been loud and angry just seconds before, has turned quiet and fearful. "You said you don't... you said I'll die if I stay here. But what about you?"

"Tommy..." Wilbur swallows, his throat having gone dry. "I don't... I, um..." He tilts his head to stare at his feet, biting his lip. "I'm not..."

Tommy sucks in a breath, and the entire atmosphere shifts. "You're going to die."

"Yeah. I am."

For several minutes, the only sounds to be heard are the explosions that rage outside, rocking the small room and causing parts of the ceiling to crumble. Wilbur doesn't flinch as bits of debris rain down, but he can't stop the nervousness that starts welling up inside him. Tommy's never quiet for this long. He always has something to say, someone to make fun of, or some silence he has to fill.

He's never, ever quiet.

"Tommy, you have to leave," Wilbur says finally, causing Tommy to whip his head up, eyes brimming with tears. "I'm going to press this button, and you are not going to stop me."

To prove his point, Wilbur turns around, walking towards the button. He tries to tell himself it's because he needs to press it before he runs out of time. He tries to tell himself it's because he's angry, and doesn't want Tommy to look at him anymore. He tries to tell himself it's because he's sick of all this, and he's just ready for it all to be over.

But deep down, he knows the real reason he turns around is because he can't bear to look Tommy in the eyes any longer.

"Just walk away," Tommy chokes. He takes a step, but Wilbur can't tell if it's forward or backward. "Get away from all this. We can leave this whole thing behind, just the two of us. We can run away, if you want. We never... we never have to step foot in l'manburg ever again, if that's what it takes for you to get away from that bloody button. Please."

Wilbur doesn't slow down, and soon, he's standing just in front of the button. He keeps his hands in his pockets, staring at it. Thinking about Tommy's words, but not truly thinking about them.

"There was a saying," He begins. "By a traitor."

"No no no, stop it. Stop it, Wilbur."

"Once part of l'manburg."

"I said stop it."

"A traitor I'm sure you knew. His name was Eret."

"I SAID STOP IT!" Tommy roars, his voice cracking and breaking into a million pieces.

Wilbur slowly removes one of his hands from his pocket, lifting it up and bringing it towards the button. He can hear footsteps running away, and he blows out a sigh of relief. Tommy's gone. He won't be dying today.

Wilbur's hand hovers. Centimeters away. The button shines, and Wilbur's own face is reflected in it. He looks tired. Broken.

"It was never meant to be."

Wilbur presses it.

For a moment, a brief moment, there's nothing. No sounds, no explosions, no fire. Wilbur's heart seems to freeze inside his chest, trapping all the air inside and keeping it there.

And then the world explodes.

A blast of heat slams into Wilbur's body, and he gasps sharply. This is it. I'm about to die.

Wilbur grins. I'm about to die.

He closes his eyes, spreading his arms wide, determined to take in every single second of this. Explosions begin going off, starting far away but moving rapidly closer. The floor beneath him trembles violently, causing the walls to crack. He hears people screaming outside.

And then something peculiar happens.

Wilbur feels something slam into him, knocking him off his feet and sending him crashing onto the ground. But it doesn't feel like debris. It's not hard enough or painful enough to be debris. It feels... like a person. A person holding onto him for dear life, arms wrapped around his body, like a shield.

Wilbur's eyes fly open. Tommy?!

He barely has time to make out the golden hair pressed into his chest before the room explodes, filling with brilliant oranges and reds and yellows. Wilbur's vision whites out before he squeezes his eyes shut, holding his breath as smoke and fire race towards him.

He might have passed out. He might have screamed or laughed or cried. He might have yelled Tommy's name. He might have done nothing at all.

Wilbur doesn't remember.

What he does remember is blinking his eyes open, gazing into a room with no ceiling. Sunlight shines through the gaping hole the explosions had caused, casting everything with a warm glow.

Wilbur blinks. He's done it. He blew it all up. It's all gone.

And I'm still alive.

...I'm still alive?

That... that wasn't supposed to happen. That wasn't supposed to happen; he was supposed to die, enveloped in the flames he'd created. He was supposed to explode along with his unfinished symphony, forever unfinished. Forever gone.

He was supposed to die.

Wilbur sucks in a breath, choking on the ash that coats his throat. Tommy. Tommy, the idiot, had saved him. He'd jumped in at the last second, throwing Wilbur out of the way and shielding him with his own...

With his own...

Wilbur's breath catches. He's supposed to be burnt. He's supposed to be covered with scars. He's supposed to have been burned alive.

But he's not. Which doesn't make sense.

Unless someone else had taken the hit instead.

"Tommy," Wilbur breathes, trying to lift his head but it's so heavy. Everything feels heavy, everything feels hazy and distant, and his chest feels constricted, and it's hard to breathe, and all he wants to do is fall asleep and never wake up, but he has to get up. He has to get up, and make sure Tommy's okay and safe and not...

Gritting his teeth, Wilbur forces his elbows to push up, ignoring the burning in his lungs and the soot coating his tongue. He lifts himself up, even as every inch of him screams in pain, begging him to lay back down and stay. Stay put, stay still, stay safe.

But Tommy.

Wilbur coughs, squinting into the smoky room and searching for golden hair, for a red and white shirt, for blue eyes, for anything. But his eyes hurt, they sting with smoke and dust, and it's hard to see anything beyond outlines and colors.

And then Wilbur realizes why he'd felt so heavy.

He gasps, unable to move for a moment, because Tommy lays across his body, curled up and so very still. Unnaturally still.

"Tommy," Wilbur whispers, reaching his arms forward and bringing Tommy into them. The boy doesn't stir. Doesn't pull away. Doesn't squirm.

His hair is covered with ashes, streaked grey.

His clothes are ripped and torn.

Cuts and gashes dot his face and arms.

His eyes are closed.

And his chest does not rise and fall.

"No."

The word is quiet. The word is soft. The word is everything it should not be.

The word is true.

"No no no, Tommy... no-" Wilbur's voice drifts into whimpers as he pulls his friend, his brother, closer. He hugs him to his chest, rocking back and forth and murmuring things he can't understand. "Why, why did you... why did you do that, Tommy? I'm the- I was- I did this, you didn't... I'm the bad guy, I was supposed to..."

Wilbur gazes at Tommy's face, brushing the hair away from his eyes and leaning closer, until their foreheads press together. His vision blurs, distorting everything into wobbly shapes.

Tommy is dead. He's dead because he'd taken the blast meant for Wilbur, meant only for Wilbur. He'd killed himself to save a man who didn't want saving, who didn't deserve saving.

Tommy is dead. Because of Wilbur.

"Why did you do this?!" Wilbur screams, feeling hot tears stream down his face. He shakes Tommy, watching as his head lolls limply. "I told you to go! I told you to go and you didn't! Why didn't you go?! Tommy!"

Tommy does not answer.

"Tommy!" Wilbur repeats, screaming at the top of his lungs. "Answer me! Answer me right now!"

Wilbur chokes on his own tears, shaking Tommy and pulling him close and shaking him again. His vision goes red, getting rid of everything that isn't the boy in his arms. The dead boy in his arms.

I did this.

His blood chills and then boils and then freezes and then burns. I did this. I did this. I did this.

And Wilbur sobs.

He sobs for a long time.

And Tommy is still.

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He loses track of time after that.

He holds Tommy close, pressing his head into his shoulder or forehead or chest, screaming and whispering and crying and shouting and apologizing and begging until his throat goes hoarse and he can't speak anymore. He stays hunched over until his back aches, and he loses all feeling in his legs from staying in the same position for so long. He cries until he runs out of tears, the watery lines etched into his skin like forest trails.

He scolds Tommy, and yells at Tommy, and pleads for Tommy to just open his eyes or breathe or something. Tommy doesn't listen to him.

He hears voices. Not the ones in his head—those have gone silent—but the voices of real people. Concerned voices, angry voices, scared voices, heartbroken voices. All around him, some quiet, some loud.

Someone tries to put their hand on his shoulder. He pulls away, sobs starting anew at the contact. He doesn't want to be touched. He doesn't want to be acknowledged. He only wants to stay with Tommy.

Someone else tries to pull Tommy away from him. He punches them. They might've punched him back.

Eventually, the voices fade. They leave him and Tommy alone.

The moon comes out after the sun sets, and a chilling wind shakes him to the bone. Even as his body is racked with shivers, all he can think is, I have to keep Tommy warm.

He doesn't sleep that night.

By morning, he is numb. He feels nothing, not even when he looks at Tommy's still face and his still body and his dirty hair.

Wilbur feels nothing.

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A breeze blows against his back, followed by the sound of something heavy landing behind him. Feet walking closer.

A single black feather lands by his side.

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I’m honestly more sad that Ghostbur doesn’t exist in this universe than the fact that Tommy hekkin died.

But like... since Wilbur never died, Ghostbur was never... uhhhh born? Created? Spawned idk? Whatever it is, it didn't happen in this universe and I am sad :(

A little side-effect of this fic is that Wilbur goes partially blind! He kept his eyes open for part of the explosion, and as a result, his eyes are kinda screwed! Not completely, but enough to make things difficult.

As of right now, I don’t have any plans to return to this AU, but who knows? Things could change in the future.

Anyway, I hope y’all enjoyed! This is my very first whumptober fic, and though it’s not heavily edited, it’s super exciting to be able to participate! I’ll post this on A03 at some point, but for now, it’s gonna be exclusively on tumblr (gosh I feel like I’m advertising lol)

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wrote a new fanfic (one shot) while sick go check it out it’s crimeboys and also a fae au on top of that