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    Tommy’s lived in a village where it was against the rules to show his hair, instead the villagers smeared it with mud.

    He never understood why it was so dangerous until he broke the rules and washed the mud out.

    As he stared into blood red eyes he now knew why it was so important to hide his golden locks.

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    03 Oct 2023

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    starts absolutely sobbing

    i give it a "go on techno, kill those village people"/10

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    Tommy didn't know who else to call. Everyone else was busy, caught up in their own lives. As Tommy sat on the platform of the train station, sobbing, he only had one option left: Wilbur.

    The only problem? Wilbur didn't know he was trans.

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    13 Sep 2023

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    fucking hell man

    fuck

    amazing fic honestly, hits me in the feels everytime

    i give it a "please for the love of god don't bind for more than 9 hours"/10

  3. Public Bookmark 22

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    Tommy wouldn’t say he’s touch starved. That term has always seemed extreme to him, like, he still gets hugs from his parents now and then, and whenever he goes to visit his friends too, but sometimes it just doesn’t seem like enough.

    And yet, Tommy decided to push those thoughts back. He didn’t want to seem clingy or weird to any of his friends, he knew how important boundaries were, obviously.

    That was until Wilbur.

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    or, Tommy has a hard time talking about how he's feeling, until he kinda has to.

     

    OR or, something that happened to me inspired me to write this fic

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    title from Portrait of a Blank Slate by Lovejoy

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    29 Aug 2023

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    GUYS LOOK I KNOW I KNOW

    its very egotistical of me to put my OWN fic in my favorites collection. BUT LIKE. ITS SO GOOD. like dude even MONTHS after posting it i come back to read it bc it makes my heart happy <3

    like bestie i wrote this before i started TESTOSTERONE and im still reading it.

    makes me happy to see something im rly proud of <3

  4. Public Bookmark 75

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    The wrinkle between Wilbur’s eyebrows relaxes, replaced quickly when one of them lifts a little, the corner of his mouth twitching.

    “I read you that easily?” He questions, tone fond, and Tommy glares at him.

    “Of course you do,” he says, gritting his teeth to keep from adding a curse to it. He was going to be sappy, for once. “Very easily, actually. Sometimes— sometimes it’s kinda fucking scary how well you know me. Like, like today— you picked me up from the cafe without more questions than just, ‘What happened?’ and ‘Where are you?’”

    Wilbur smiles at this, “And I’d do it again in a heartbeat, you know.”

    or, tommy’s flat is not ready for him to physically live in, so he stays over at wilbur’s :D ensue just. random, completely tooth-rotting fluff. they are brothers, ur honour

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    30 May 2023

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    Admitting defeat, he melted into the hold, nimble fingers clutching onto the older's jacket tightly, trying to absorb the warmth. He turned, shoving his face into Wilbur's chest with a huff, grumbling under his breath, "'M not trembling. Shut up."

    He ignored the coos from above, breath coming out in cold clouds, floating in the air. A hand grasps his chin, tilting his face up enough so that the older can duck down and press a kiss to his forehead, gentle and lingering, warmth blooming on the spot. He can't help leaning into it desperately, sighing happily.

     

    or, six times wilbur kisses tommy's forehead and one time the action is returned

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    24 May 2023

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    watch me sob and start having a breakdown

    also when this reminds me of me and my friend, and when they're literally the one to give me forehead/cheek kisses and then just recently i gave them one too <3333

    i give it a crying wilby/10