Random Oneshots

"You're my delusion" Tommyinnit x reader Soulmate AU(?)

Credit to justlilariel for the story idea

The story is currently called "You're my delusion"
Future titles have not been decided yet.

[Keep in mind that this whole story is in Tommy's pov.]

[1]

"Tommy?"

There's this girl that I've been seeing in my dreams recently. Whenever i fall asleep, she's always there. We always meet in the same place, at the same time. She was very pretty. I've taken a liking to her even if they're only in my dreams.

I really want to know who they are and if they're real.

Words came out of my mouth, as if my body isn't my own. I confirm that i am Tommy and asked what her name was. As she about to say her name, "My name is--" i wake up.

My eyes shot open. My eyelids still heavy with sleep.

I don't know how many times I've already introduced myself to her and her doing the same. I always wake up before they reveal their name. It's quite frustrating, to be honest.

I take a moment to process the dream. Once i did, I sighed. Plunging my face onto my pillow, groaning into it out of frustration. "Another unsuccessful one....and i was so close, too!" I say, my voice muffled by the pillow on my face.

I try to fall asleep again, hoping that she would be there with their cheery smile and warm aura that i enjoy so much. Tossing and turning to find a comfortable spot to fall asleep faster, only to open my eyes. My body not allowing me to sleep.

Since I'm already awake, i guess i could go for some breakfast. I begrudgingly get out of my bed, the frustration dissipating when i smelt a whiff of breakfast.

Maybe waking up isn't so bad.

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"Mornin' Tommy! You slept well?" Wilby- Wilbur, my older brother, cheerfully greeted. I answered with a grunt. I assume he already finished breakfast by the lack of food on his plate in front of him.

I sat down, breakfast already on my plate.

"Mornin' Theseus." Technoblade, my other older brother, greeted me with that signature monotone voice. I swear, he always sound so dead inside. Maybe that isn't so far from the truth. He is a coffee drinker. Obvious by the empty coffee mug in front of him. People who drink coffee are almost always dead inside, from what I've heard. I answered him with a simple nod, chewing on my food already.

"Mornin' son! So what'cha got for today?" My father greeted me in his ever so enthusiastic voice. He's lively (despite his age), but sometimes he gets tired of our bullshit.

I stopped chewing on my food, "Seriously? When I'm already chewing on my food?" I said with a mouthful, slightly annoyed. The three of them chuckled.

Since he asked, I'll answer even if i have a mouthful of food. "Nothin' much. Just goin' to hang out with Tubbo and Ranboo." I told dad, slightly muffled because of the food.

"Ah, i see." He says chuckling a bit at how immature i am.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, Tommy!" Wilbur scolded me. Don't worry, he isn't actually mad at me. He loves me too much for that.

"Dad asked when i was chewin' my food! What was i supposed to do? Chew faster?" I retorted. Wilbur exasperatedly sighed, then lectured me about having 'proper table manners'.