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Okay, I am so so sorry for not posting this eons ago because whilst I tell myself that it was probably clear that I’ve abandoned this fic and am not really writing for the mcyt fandom anymore, there could always be those few hopefuls that were waiting for me to post and that made me feel rather guilty about possibly leading people on.
Now, I want to clarify that me abandoning WTWDBY isn’t only because of the Wilbur news though that was incredibly demotivating because as much as I want to separate the character from the person, it doesn’t exactly feel right for me to do so? Considering WTWDBY!Wilbur was going to be more of a manipulating character, it sours the note even more for me. And on that note, support all victims, guys! Please do not continue supporting people who do shitty things. I do not want to tell you what to do but separating the artist from the music doesn’t work when the artist still gains the money from you listening!
The other reason truly was demotivation. I really don’t want to accidentally vent but depression fucking sucks, you know?😭 I struggle to stay motivated for something despite loving it and that is exactly what happened with this fic. I’ve genuinely just learned that I should stick with oneshots so that is all I plan on writing for the foreseeable future unless I completely prewrite something.
Plus, I’m hardly in the mcyt circle anymore, at least, I am so so far from the DSMP fandom so I don’t plan on writing any more DSMP fics and that does include the one fic I was going to fully pre-write which I still adore but it’s just not going to happen but since no one has ever read it, no one is attached so it’s fine!
Okay, I have rambled on for enough and I wanted to just let you have the everything of what I wrote for chapter 8 so here:
A knock on the door.
“Come in.” Tommy called out, hoping to XD that it wasn’t fucking Wilbur again.
“I made breakfast. Did you want to come down and-“
It was them…
Not again.
Fuck.
Why were they here again? Tommy didn’t want this anymore. It hurt too much.
“…Tommy?”
Tommy blinked and stared at their eyes. They were both blue. It wasn’t them.
“Are you okay, mate?”
Phil… Fucking hell , it was just Phil.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine.” he replied after pulling himself together. It wasn’t enough to remove the wrinkles of concern on the man’s forehead but they were less visible after he replied.
“So did you want to eat breakfast with me and Techno? Wilbur left to practise with his band already but we’re both more than happy to have you there.”
Tommy thinks. Tommy thinks for a while but Phil doesn’t seem to mind. No, he stands at the door with what the teen assumes is understanding as the blonde contemplates his options.
The man doesn’t seem like the type to get all pissy if Tommy decided not to join them but he didn’t want to test that theory so he nodded and stood up. He studied Phil’s facial expressions as he did so, only stopping when the man turned around to go down to the kitchen.
Woo!
Foster family bonding!
…Ew.
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Tommy stabbed at the crêpe on his plate, cutting off a piece to shove in his mouth. The food was annoyingly good.
It’s better than their cooking, don’t you think?
No! Nothing was better than them.
But these people are so nice! Just. Like. Them.
Anyone could be fucking nice!
But no one ever is… Are they?
Wilbur wasn’t nice. He was a complete arse.
But look at Phil. And Techno. Don’t they remind you of them a little?
…
It’s hard to refute something that’s true, isn’t it?
No… No. Anyone could be nice.
But we know there’s only ever been two groups of people that have been so, don’t we?
Shut up.
They were so nice to a stranger. They took care of you. They looked after you. Sounds an awful lot like Phil, doesn’t it?
No. It’s different this time.
In what way?
In every way. Every fucking way.
And that was all I wrote. Looking back on it, I feel nostalgic almost? But let’s get onto plot explaining!
One of the things I enjoyed most about writing this fic was the foreshadowing and clues I hid so I’m going to try and reference as many of them as I can in this.
So first things first, the person from all of Tommy’s visions is Dream. Why? Well, the first chapter is there to touch on Tommy’s close relationship with the WasTaken family. And that’s because Dream used to be Tommy’s legal guardian.
Let’s go back.
Tommy was born to two loving mothers who both tragically passed away and he had to go to an orphanage and Tommy hated it there. The fic says how Hannah was the only staff there who actually liked him which negatively impacted his life there. He ran away and was found at some point by Dream who eventually adopted Tommy.
They definitely had more of a brotherly relationship but Dream was Tommy’s guardian.
Tommy has severe anxiety and the first time he went to meet Dream’s friends was a long while after the adoption (I did not make a timeline) and they both got into a car crash that Dream did not survive. Tommy blamed himself as he delayed their leaving time as he was so anxious to go.
This is why Tommy has a fear of cars and most forms of transport.
I almost forgot about my weird endings to chapters! Those were from the perspective of one of Tommy’s mothers who’s just very oddly possessive and wants to have Tommy in the same world as them which unfortunately is not the mortal one.
I believe I explained the plot points so far in the fic but feel free to ask any questions! I’ll move onto explaining the future plot.
Tommy has an unhealthy attachment to Dream, the voice in his head in all the chapters is there to show that Tommy is not mentally well and very doubting. He does not trust anyone but the WasTakens.
Over time, the SBI begin to see this distrust as a sign that Dream was the problem which was going to form some fun unreliable narrator with switching POVS of the SBI vs Tommy’s opinions.
I’m doing terrible at explaining but there’s suddenly a massive rift between Tommy and SBI, specifically Wilbur who is the main advocate for the “Dream is a manipulator who used you.” perspective.
Tommy’s mother (from the end notes) eventually makes contact with him within his mind/visions/dreams.
And by the end of the fic, Tommy’s mother somehow manages to convince Tommy that no one is on his side but Dream and his parents and that Tommy needs to join them all and so he does.
And yes, that was me hiding mcd from you in the sense that I was hoping that you would think the warning was about Dream when it was actually about Tommy!
I am not good at explaining things but I do hope I did my own fic justice with this haha, I feel like I sound more mature but I did start this quite young and I still am so but I can feel a difference when I’m writing for my first ever fic once again.
Thank you to everyone who read this fic, it truly meant the world to me! I hope to cross paths again in another fandom because you all were so incredibly wonderful and nice!<3
So so so much love from me to you,
- Styx aka s_got_stolen
p.s. I feel like I just signed off an email, not a fic😭 WAIT WHY AM I SO SAD ABOUT THIS!