"'Goodbye Dream,' I said shakily. "Goodbye, Tommy!" he exclaimed as he faded through the swirly portal. I stumbled towards my tent, knees weak from not eating all day. I groaned and practically fell onto my bed.
Maybe it would be easier if I-
No. I, Tommy Danger Kraken Innit, was not going to die like that I'm going out in a blaze of glory. I was going to leave this world in a way only I could do, something so epic no one will be sad they will just think 'wow that was so cool'."
That was 2 months ago
Now every part of me aches, I stopped trying to get more resources for Dream to blow up 6 weeks ago, or maybe it was 5? I can't remember anymore. Every day feels like 5 minutes and 8 years at the same time. Some days im so dazed I can't feel my feet, others all I can feel is the pain like a warm blanket wrapping up my whole body, like... like fire.
169 words, this one was pretty short sorry.
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After-life (Ghostinnit Phantommy dsmp au)
FanfictionBIG TW SEWERSLIDE general description of violence follows the au of if Tommy died during exile, working on a separate book that takes place after of one-shots and reactions. Updated very regularly. Cover art and other art used in this is made by me.
