4 Works in SleepyBois
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“Sure thing, kiddo,” Schlatt told Tubbo. He looked over at Tommy. “You can take your cloak off if you want, kid.”
“I’m not a kid,” Tommy said automatically, immediately gripping onto his cloak more tightly.
He didn’t want Tubbo to hate him. As much as Tommy hated to admit it, he actually liked Tubbo quite a bit, and if he took the cloak off, Tommy was sure to be cast out immediately.
Or, Tommy runs away from Dream, hiding his wings from everyone he knows.
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- Part 1 of Singing in the Dead of Night
- Part 2 of Molly Polly Longfic
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The routine is simple:
Tommy runs. He falls. He’s pinned to the ground. Grass or sand or stone or snow. Sometimes his mouth and nose are held beneath the surface of ankle-deep water until his vision crackles out and he inhales lake-fulls and next thing he knows he’s back home, damp with sweat and snot and tears.
Damp. Wet.
Every single chase he gets caught, and Dream toys with him for a while before finishing him off quickly, surely, with some kind of bludgeon or blade.
And every morning he wakes up back in his own bed - sometimes tucked neatly between the sheets, sometimes he’s thrashed them away, hair and clothing glued to him by a cold drying sweat, heart racing, nerves still firing with phantom pain.
He keeps having the same nightmare since he lived this in real life, since Dream got out and chased him - and he hasn’t seen the bastard since, but these daily ‘visits’ are wearing him down regardless. He’s gonna go crazy eventually. It’s a numbers game.
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Dream escapes from Pandora's Vault. Tommy has terrible nightmares. -
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The thing pauses, lips pulling into a perfectly white smile. It reminds Tommy of a shark. “Can I have your name, little one?”
Tommy shudders. That question is all wrong and he may not know what’s before him, what it’s truly asking of him, but he knows he cannot say his name.
Or, Tommy accidentally stumbles into the forest, only to leave said forest with three Fae wanting to add him to their family.
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- Part 7 of Writing about Block People :)
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here the daisies guard you from every harm by bonesandthebees (bonesandcacti)
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP
11 Oct 2021
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“You- You’re so fucking stupid, Wilbur!” Tommy sniffled into his shirt. “Why would- why would you do that! Why did you volunteer for me?”
Wilbur raised a hand up to rest on top of Tommy’s head, and started carding his fingers through his curls. “I promised that you’d be safe, didn’t I?”
or, Wilbur is willing to do anything to protect his little brother. Even if that means volunteering in his place for the Hunger Games.