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"It’s evening. Eight thirty-two p.m. The sun would be setting outside, washing the landscape in fiery colors that he hasn’t seen for weeks. Or months. He’d grieve, but the endless, empty void of limbo suits him better these days.
Tommy can’t count the times he’s done this. He wakes up, just as bloodsoaked as he was in death, and cradles the clock in his hands like it will save him.
Eleven thirty-five a.m., he read with an ache in his chest where a sword used to be.
Three eighteen p.m., he read with blurry eyes, vision still swimming from the phantom damage to his skull.
Five forty-nine a.m., he read after an eternity of trying to summon the strength to move his arm, white and pale as a sheet. Dream wanted to see just how much blood was in his body. Tommy doesn’t know the answer; he wasn’t awake long enough to see it through."
OR:
Dream escapes Pandora's Vault and makes good on his promise to kill Tommy and revive him over and over and over and over and over--
Bookmarked by InsomniacCoffeeAllTheWay
12 Feb 2024
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This is so fucking beautiful <33
You wanted a dog? Dogs bite, bitch.
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blackbird singing in the dead of night by britishparty
Fandom Batman - All Media Types, Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010), Red Robin (Comics)
09 Dec 2022
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An AU where Tim was imprisoned by Black Mask for most of his adolescence, trained to be his successor. His reintroduction to Gotham - and to Gotham's vigilantes - could go a little smoother. At least enough of his morality sticks around that he can probably consider himself safe from being a supervillain.
Though he isn't quite sure he qualifies for "superhero," either.
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Bookmarked by InsomniacCoffeeAllTheWay
01 Feb 2024
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“My wings –” Tommy pants. “They’re – I fell on them when you bumped into me earlier, I – I thought they were okay, but now I can’t –”
“Okay, okay. Breathe.” Wilbur soothes. He sets down the cages in the grass and puts two hands on Tommy’s shoulders. “Can I see?” Tommy stares at him. “I can help, I promise. I work in the town’s aviary. I’ve done this my whole life. I promise I won’t hurt you.”
Tommy hesitates. He needs to deliver this mail. But, he can’t do his job if he can’t fly. “Okay,” he allows.
or, Tommy is a royal mail-carrier and Wilbur lives in the town he's delivering to.
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- Part 15 of Anything and Everything
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Bookmarked by InsomniacCoffeeAllTheWay
12 Jun 2022
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Gorgeous one shot that is making it onto my very short reread list. Well FuCking done, somehow im still as fucking struck by another one of these one shots
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Tommy stares, eyes wide and watering from the intense pressure in his chest.
“Greetings, your majesties. As the hand to the throne, I pass on my king's gratitude. The SMP welcomes you.” Dream gives the normal platitudes, but Tommy still stares in awe. He’s glad his mask hides his utter shock.
Because he knows these people. It’s been so long- impossibly long- but he used to know them.
Once upon a time, before the Greater SMP, the masks, immortality, Dream- Tommy was just a kid who thought he could always be free.
And he knew those men, not yet leaders of an empire, by different names. The Angel of Death, The Siren, and The Blood God. Lord Zephyrus, Admin Icarus, and General Protesilaus.
Technoblade, Wilbur, and Philza.But that was over three hundred years ago.
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Or, Dream is an immortal who controls everything in The Greater SMP and has made Tommy his unwilling right-hand man. The Antarctic Empire's visit shouldn’t mean much besides more guests to appease- except Tommy recognizes the visitors. Which should be impossible, since he met them hundreds of years ago and they should be, y'know, dead.
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Bookmarked by InsomniacCoffeeAllTheWay
15 May 2022
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As always, Tommy made sure to wear thick sweaters and heavy overalls, covering every spare inch of skin with fabric. For the most part, it worked. No one knew he was a pufferfish hybrid. They just thought he was a loud, boisterous kid who didn’t like being touched. They didn't even notice the tiny spines on his face, now that puberty and stress had mercifully covered his cheeks in acne.
One morning, Tubbo tried to grab Tommy’s hand. The ram hybrid ended up heaving over a bucket for the next few hours. There was no fresh milk in Pogtopia, so there was nothing they could do but wait for the nausea to pass.
It was the last time Tommy let anyone get close enough to make that mistake.
Or: Tommy, a pufferfish hybrid, hasn't properly touched anyone in years. Techno is beginning to realize this.
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- Part 2 of Lockergirl's Hybrid Happy Hour
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- English
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Bookmarked by InsomniacCoffeeAllTheWay
01 May 2022

