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Rated Mature for Trigger Warnings (but it isn't too-too bad... I don't think).
[Short fic]Tommy knew, theoretically, he could escape. Sometimes, He left Tommy alone for 30 minutes upstairs next to the sunny windows that showed actual light, but it was as if He knew that the teenager was too scared, too trained, to leave Him of his own volition.
Maybe he knew that Tommy had started to trust him, opting to connect with the bastard instead of living here in fear every day. Maybe, just maybe, Tommy had started to care about his captor in some sick, twisted way.
"Ey," Tommy greeted, the basement door opening with a creak. "To what do I owe the pleasure, big man."
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Tommy gets kidnapped & trauma.
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He just didn't expect to turn a corner when he was swabbing the deck, as Puffy liked to call it (in reality he was just cleaning the lobby), when he saw both Wilbur and Technoblade, and a third party blonde old man with a green and white bucket hat.
His heart froze.
Of course. Both people he felt a semblance of emotion for were here.
No.
No.
No.
Of course Wilbur and Technoblade knew each other. It was just his luck.
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Dark SBI adopt (forcefully) a traumatized tommy :(
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Hafu thought it was fine. She checked out every nook and cranny, med-scanned every member of the crew before takeoff, and now they were in the middle of space and wouldn't find another space encampment for at least three rotations of the sun.
Keyword: she thought she was fine.
"Morning!" a strangely cheerful voice greeted.
This was not one of her crewmates saying this. She knew their voices, especially by now and this was not one of their voices, but she looked around herself anyway. She felt her heart drop when she didn't notice a single crewmate in the vicinity.
"Are you not gonna reply? Rude." A huff that sounded like the voice was right next to her.
"Are you in my head? Did I finally lose it? Oh my god, I finally lost it," Hafu started to mumble to herself, wondering if she was actually losing it after the whole incident - but it had been months, but it was never too late to lose your mental stability. She knew that unlike her friend who retired, Hafu had been pretty stable minus the singular fact that she's grieving the loss of the most important person in her life.
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or 5up and hafu sus
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When the car he was driving ended up in the driveway, he reluctantly took out the single bag he took for this short vacation. He wasn't planning to stay here longer than necessary, and he still had his phone on him just in case for emergency. He was one of the three heads of the Syndicate; he can't just disappear even if Phil insists Techno needs a vacation.
The old man's only hobby was nagging. Wilbur's hobby was being a complete and utter annoyance.
He took the cabin's key in his hand and unlocked the door. He expected it to be fairly well kept, sure. Phil said that a cleaner only comes once a week, but he wasn't expecting the first thing he saw inside the door was a bunch of dried dirt. The housekeeper was absolutely abysmal apparently, so Techno would have to inform Phil about that.
So, he was about to press the dial on his phone (despite Phil's threats that if Techno called him on vacation, Phil would disown him and Floof) when he blinked at a sleeping boy who was covered in dirt and grime just sitting on Phil's couch.
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or... bedrock bros who are both shit at communication (i mean, tommy has an excuse: trauma. techno doesn't smh) bond in a cabin in the woods for 3000+ words.
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Tommy didn't like sleeping.
Everytime he shut his eyes, he'd be put in a dreamscape that he was scared to truly explore. It was everything and nothing that Tommy ever wanted, and especially, the fact that dreams were the only way that soulmates – yes, soulmates – could communicate with one another. Forgoing anything related to their full name, contact information, and location, this was ground zero for soulmates. And every pairing got their dreams the second they turned into a teenager, as if it was some sort of… rite of passage into teenagehood.
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or, short lil fic about soulmates and dreams (and some trauma too of course)
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"Yeah, I'm adult-ish, Tommy," Wilbur laughed as he replied, earning a furious blush (of anger, or embarrassment, or both) from his prospective roommate. "As long as you don't stab me in my sleep or some shit, I think we'll get along." He held out his hand to shake on it, but instead, the boy pulled away entirely.
Tommy gaped. "I would never stab you in your sleep like a coward, you fucking bitch. Pussy. Ass. Dick. I'd stab you when you were wide awake, thank you. I'll have you know that the ladies call me the Stab Master."
"...is that a no on the rooming situation?"
"NO!" the kid immediately shrieked. "No," he said quieter as he realized everyone was staring at their table. "Let's be roommates, bitch. Just– just know that women love me. Even the lesbians."
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or wilbur's a starving writer and finds a roommate
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