TW Death, manipulation and gaslighting.
It's minecraft but realistic y'know so dream can grab stuff from his inventory because his inventory is like his pockets. I hope that made sense.
I walk out of Tnret making my way to the water once I sit down on the hot sand I take a moment to adjust to the bright sun and heat, once i've fully adjusted I leaned over to look at my reflection in the water and see someone I don't recognize, this boy has dirt caked in his hair and dull blue eyes with no sparkle.. He looks like a shell of the boy I used to be. I dip my head into the water to try and get some dirt out when I heard that all too familiar sound of someone coming to the overworld from the nether-- Dream.
"Tommy! Come here!" I got up and scurried over to Dream. He dug a hole then climbed out. "You know what to do put it all in." So I did, except for two picture's one of me and Tubbo after The War for L'Manberg's Independence and one with me running around with Wil before he went crazy.
"Is that all?"
"Uh--Yes! Yes!"
"Hmm.. So you won't mind me doing this?" He appeared next to me in one swift motion, he then put his hands in tommy's pockets finding the pictures. "Tch, I knew you were untrustworthy." He threw my pictures into the whole and blew it up, my ears rung for a bit and once I could finally hear again I heard.
"-------- Don't ever hide stuff from me again Tommy because I will get it."
"I'm sorry Dream, i'm so so sorry! Please don't blow up any of my builds."
"Tommy, Tommy, Tommy.. We're friends i'd never blow up any of your buildings friends don't do that! I guess since we're on the topic of blowing stuff up why'd you blow up all your stuff? That was very silly of you!"
"Yeah... Yeah.. I don't know why I did that.."
I didn't blow my stuff up he did!!
"I'll be on my merry way I guess! See you tomorrow!"
"Bye Dream!"
I collapsed when he left, he blew up the only thing keeping me going.. My pictures there is no
hope of getting out of here. I might aswell just K̸̛̩̝̰̰̥͒̈́̈͛̅͌̄͐͜i̸̢̡̛͔͔̞͈͍͈̟̻̞̥̝̺̇̏̇̄̿̀̋̚͠l̵̨̢̢͙̲̪̝̗̟̟͖̪͔̍̎̒͋͘̚͠ͅl̶̻̰̥̉ ̵̳̥̰͚̖̲̮̮̱̬̀̿́̈́̐́͛̂̈̌̽͒̏͗͝m̷̪̲̪̈́ỳ̴͚̞̘̲͈̹͕̬̻̖͓͙͎̰̄́̾͘͠ş̸̨̡̻̘̮͖͚̤̠̘͚̱̙̽̆̇̌́͗̀̚͝͝e̴̡̨̧͙͍̟͈̞͙̱̗͍̅̆̊͊̅l̸̨̞͇̭̥̐͒̉̿͗̂́͘̚͘̕͝f̶̞͖͚̖̳̦̟̀́̉̌̀͛̚̚͠͠...
I let out a shaky breath..
"What the fuck just happened..?" Before I knew it I was standing up and walking to my tent. I'm not incontrol of my body its like i'm watching a movie about myself. 'I' grabbed a paper and pencil and started writing.
-TW Sewerslide note and death to sewerslide.-
Hello to whoever is reading this.. Probably dream because he's the only one who visits but i've decided I don't want to be alive anymore because i've been stuck in exile for months now all alone, nobody visits me nobody even sends letters acknowledging my existence.
So i've K̸̛̩̝̰̰̥͒̈́̈͛̅͌̄͐͜i̸̢̡̛͔͔̞͈͍͈̟̻̞̥̝̺̇̏̇̄̿̀̋̚͠l̵̨̢̢͙̲̪̝̗̟̟͖̪͔̍̎̒͋͘̚͠ͅl̶̻̰̥̉ed ̵̳̥̰͚̖̲̮̮̱̬̀̿́̈́̐́͛̂̈̌̽͒̏͗͝m̷̪̲̪̈́ỳ̴͚̞̘̲͈̹͕̬̻̖͓͙͎̰̄́̾͘͠ş̸̨̡̻̘̮͖͚̤̠̘͚̱̙̽̆̇̌́͗̀̚͝͝e̴̡̨̧͙͍̟͈̞͙̱̗͍̅̆̊͊̅l̸̨̞͇̭̥̐͒̉̿͗̂́͘̚͘̕͝f̶̞͖͚̖̳̦̟̀́̉̌̀͛̚̚͠͠ and the least I want form you guys is to have a funeral at my beach party station that nobody showed up to.
I 100% blame each and every one of yous for my death because I wouldn't have been pushed to this if someone visited, maybe if people checked up on me i'd be alive?
Goodbye -Tommy.
My hands grabbed the note and 'I' walked over to a clear spot almost in front of the nether, 'I' built up very high then sighed closing my eyes and falling backwards off the pillar, note in hand and a smile plastered on 'my' face.
T̸͉̳̩̤̰͉̄̆̇̇͂̕̚̚͝͝o̵̡̡̻̜̮̘̦̖̼͔͙͈̽̈̀̾͘m̶̫͍̬͚͔͉̠̪̦̰̻̱̮̳͐m̸̛̛̖̣͍̼̼̠̹̏͗̈̄͐y̵̢͉̠̖̙̲͕̱̳̑̓̃̊͆͑͗̈́̈́͋̇̋͋̆i̶̤̺͔͙̩̱̝̠̙̥̓͆͜͜n̷̦̙̦̤̟͎̹͚̖̟̟̏̐n̷͍̅́̚͠͝į̴̛̪͎̘͕̹̥̖̗̖̞̱̤̯̗͑ţ̶̛͛͑́̓̍̌̀̒̃̒ fell from a high place.
-END OF TRIGGER and time skip to when Dream find him.- -Dreams POV-
Also rest of the this is morning his death idl if anyones sensitive to that but if you are don't read.
Once I stepped out of the portal I was greeted by a big wooden pillar, I though nothing of it and walked around it what I saw when I rounded that corner will haught me for thr rest of my life. Tommy's body pale laying on the ground.. dead. I grabbed the note from his hand and read it once I was done I called everyone down to his exile they came faster then expected, all laughing and joking around until they saw The
T̸͉̳̩̤̰͉̄̆̇̇͂̕̚̚͝͝o̵̡̡̻̜̮̘̦̖̼͔͙͈̽̈̀̾͘m̶̫͍̬͚͔͉̠̪̦̰̻̱̮̳͐m̸̛̛̖̣͍̼̼̠̹̏͗̈̄͐y̵̢͉̠̖̙̲͕̱̳̑̓̃̊͆͑͗̈́̈́͋̇̋͋̆i̶̤̺͔͙̩̱̝̠̙̥̓͆͜͜n̷̦̙̦̤̟͎̹͚̖̟̟̏̐n̷͍̅́̚͠͝į̴̛̪͎̘͕̹̥̖̗̖̞̱̤̯̗͑ţ̶̛͛͑́̓̍̌̀̒̃̒'s lifeless body there smiles dropped, Sam pushed past everyone and collapsed beside the boy. Puffy came running over a while after with a coffin that perfectly fits Tommy. Sam picked him up and placed him in the coffin putting the coffin in the hole I dug for him. I filled the hole back up.
-Third person POV-
Everyone sat there pitying the boy who didn't have a childhood, pitying the boy who was forced into wars as a kid, pitying the boy who never got justice. He finally gets what he's longed for, for months. All of his friends and family hanging out at exile with him, it's a shame he can't see it.
did you know you matter? If you didn't well you better know now because you do!!
Eat something please for me :c <3
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Tommy one-shots (ON HOLD)
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