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With every conscious step, the still-there muscles constricted painfully around what didn’t exist anymore, and what hadn’t existed for a very long time. It flared into his thigh, hitting his pelvis and traveled straight to his head in a dizzying rush of fucking ow. The sensation hardly ever let up, but the dull pang that steadied deep within his upper leg was soothed by the rhythmic motions of his hand massaging the five-year old gaping chasm within his thigh. He’d already downed what felt like half a bottle of Vicodin judging by the remaining weight in his pocket and it was only noon. Five hours to go, so much to do. The tasks which he so very much had to complete before the day let out were as follows: jamming to his favorite vintage vinyls in his office and ignoring patients.
or: House has a bad pain day. Wilson helps distract him.
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It’s not until after the fight that Tommy really, truly registers all the events that just occured in the past couple of hours.Blurs of color, of yellows and blues and purples flood his vision before he’s spewing nausea and spit into the empty bucket next to his bed. His head spins as he gags, a wave of a dizzying spell infesting his mind in relentless agony. He ignores the pain stealing his chest, his ribs and everywhere else. All he can focus on is how much it hurts inside.
It’s vomit-inducing how much his head hurts after only just touching the tip of the iceberg, of grazing his fingers across the edge of the surface before he’s waiting for the bile to slide up his throat and into a waste bucket he has perched in his lap. Yellows, blues, purples— there’s orange, there’s green, pink— Tommy thinks he even sees some red down there but he doesn’t know where the fireworks end and people begin anymore.
or: a semi-character study on tommy following tubbo's execution
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Wilbur knew what it was like to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders.From the moment he set foot inside of the training academy at thirteen, to the minute he joined his first real live hero fight and was subsequently pummeled into the ground-- he came home that day with bruises lining his torso and the biggest grin adorning his face-- but nothing was like that now. It hadn’t been like that for a while. Once you get passed the dream life, passed the "all villains are evil" mindset-- you realize how fucked up the system is.
The idea that an entire population of people were relying on you to keep them safe; the crushing dread that comes with not being able to save every single person that crosses a fight you've taken on; Wilbur knows it first hand.
He knows it like he knows how to breathe, knows it like he knows how to brush his teeth even when he forgets for months at a time. He knows how much it hurts to be a hero, and that's why he needs to save Tommy from suffering the same fate.
or: Wilbur tries to stop Tommy from stumbling into the same fate as him. It goes about as well as you'd imagine.
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Contentedness as a vampire was usually a stomach full of blood, or the smell of a freshly opened wound, or the sight of a crowded city at night. Rarely did it ever consist of hugs and gentle touches.
"If I could wish for anything, it'd be to never have met you."
Wilbur wishes he could say the words hurt like a blade to the chest, but he couldn’t deny the fact that he’d been expecting them. He didn’t turn or look surprised. In fact, he only gave Tommy a low hum in response to the statement.
or: Wilbur is a vampire and Tommy is a suicidal teenager. They butt heads.
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tommy compares exile to staying at a friends house. thats the fic
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I've lost the passion that comes with living (since I started university) by blissfall
Fandoms: Dream SMP
26 Jan 2022
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Lack of brain-power, lack of white blood cells to fend it off, lack of the full biology at all to even be considered affected by it even though Tommy clearly had been affected by it, judging by the pile of bones in the living room of a mountain house.
Letting go for that mere second, for the virus to take over and rid you of the burden of having to think, of feeling, of seeing and everything else that came with life… something you could be aware of and not aware of all the same.
It sounded right up Tubbo’s alley.
or: Tommy was dead, again, and Tubbo wasn't doing too hot.
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- Part 2 of It's all futile, It's all pointless!
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war isn't easy. every man succumbs to the hidden depths of his own mind eventually.
or; Wilbur Soot plans to set the button off early.
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manhunt pog
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the consequence of your desperation (is the people on the night bus have to listen to you) by blissfall
Fandoms: Dream SMP
19 Nov 2021
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It wasn’t cool, it wasn’t a grand show that gave Tommy what he’d been hoping for, what he’d been expecting.
When Tommy socked Dream, a senior, in the nose, he hadn't expected the guy to fight back against a freshman. When Tommy pushed George for fucking with Tubbo, he didn’t expect Sapnap to come rearing back with a fist in hand, ready to go. When Tommy pushed Tubbo aside to deal with the bullies, he didn’t expect Tubbo to start pulling him away from the fight.
Tommy doesn’t honestly know what his expectations were, if he was being honest.
or; Tommy watches a lot of movies, and loses his grip on reality.
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I let you infest my brain (it's okay, it's a strategy to ensure I remain) by blissfall
Fandoms: Dream SMP
16 Nov 2021
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Tommy’s “zombification”, that’s what Ponk had called it when the boy went to see him.
When the growing vines in his ears, curling around his head and digging into his hair got too much and too thick to manage. When every crack and joint in his bones and muscles felt as if it was the end of the world and Tommy’s entire skeleton was just going to fall apart right then and there.
Zombification.
Otherwise known as… the process a piglin goes through should they enter the overworld.
Or; Tommy is dying. Again.
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- Part 1 of It's all futile, It's all pointless!
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my brother will be pacing the floor (listen to the fireplace roar) by blissfall
Fandoms: Dream SMP
16 Nov 2021
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Tommy blanched at his mistake, taking a hesitant step backwards on the ice.
Technoblade let out a guttural roar, something akin to either a jumble of noises or Tommy’s name smothered by the whistling of the fog. As Tommy was thrown backwards into the freezing lake, he could see Techno bolting towards him, arm stretched out desperately as if he would be able to catch Tommy from falling in so many long strides away. As the boy fell, the only sound that managed to climb its way out of his throat before he was dunked under the surface of the water was a strangle of a cry choked out of his throat as his lungs filled with water.
Or; Techno and Tommy are dog hunting.
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there's a reason (that london puts barriers on the tube line) by blissfall
Fandoms: Dream SMP
08 Nov 2021
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Tommy groaned as his fingers finally found the sand, clawing at the ground to pull himself up and out of the water. When he managed to get himself all the way out of the shore, he sat back against the bank and trained his gaze directly into the eye of the sun. He paid no mind to the burning, his brain screaming at him that he was a fucking idiot for looking directly at a ball of fire, but he didn't care.He was too god damned cold to care.
“What are you doing, Tommy?” Clara asked. She towered over him, her shadow casting the sun away from his view and blocking any of the harsh light from reaching his eyes.
“Sun-bathing,” Tommy replied nonchalantly.
or; waking up is really hard
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To an outsider, it was quite odd and confusing how the species of gems seemed to work. They could die, but they were never really dead. They could be killed, but that was the only way they could die. If they were just left to be, left to fester or left to work forever and onwards and even after that, with no interference, they would do just that. Especially if it was an order.
An order from a diamond, no less.
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keep your distance (but I keep on hurting and you keep returning) by blissfall
Fandoms: Dream SMP
28 Oct 2021
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“Hey, Tommy.”
It was that voice. The one that made Tommy shiver in his boots, the one that made him drop everything he was doing just to take a full minute to process what was being said.
The voice that always seemed to have the need to remind him that they were superior, authoritative; they were the one that made the decisions, they were the one that got to choose, they were the one that got to control.
It was a never-ending cycle throughout Tommy’s entire brain and nervous system.
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“Missed a note,” Dream laughed, leaning back against the jukebox that rested in the sand.
“Shut up, I’m doing my best,” Tommy whined, trying to maneuver his grime and explosion riddled fingers over the strings.
“You sure, Tommy?” Dream mocked. In the same moment, Tommy missed a fret and strummed the guitar, producing a grotesque noise that sounded more like slamming a piano.
Another awkward strum sounded another horrid noise. A few seagulls scattered into the sky at the ugly notes, their caws echoing into Dream and Tommy’s ears as they scampered away. The two laughed.
“Aw, man!” Tommy giggled, a playful bit of anger seeping into his tone. “Even the ‘gulls hate me!”
Dream laughed at that, the tea-kettle sounding whistle echoing throughout the beach.
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"Tommy," Wilbur muttered, "What's going on?" The words echoed like static through the younger boy's brain, rattling along the inside of his skull along with the tracks of the subway.
"Wil?" Tommy said, for the first time in months. His voice was hoarse and eroded with disuse but Tommy couldn't even hear it; it sounded like nonsense to him. Wilbur was opening his mouth, saying things that Tommy couldn't register over the static, over the subway intercom.
Dream smiled as Tommy respawned in the dark prison cell, yet nowhere near the atmosphere of the colorless void.
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when i see the way you look (shaken by how long it took) by blissfall
Fandoms: Dream SMP
17 Oct 2021
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i m s ad ABOUT THE MOB VOTE MAN OKAY LEAVE ME BEEEE i hate the fucking allay okay i just wanted the glare or the copper golem i just i just im good im ok
anyway
dream is a caveminer and tommy is a copper golem that was left alone and he turned into a statue guy and was found by dream
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Tommy takes a walk and gets caught in the rain. He couldn’t stay long enough to see a rainbow.