This prompt is taken from MythiesArchives on Ao3!
Modern AU with neglectful/verbally abusive/physical abuse (Wilbur only) SBI - Dream plus others are good guys
Tommy tries to keep up appearances to his family so he 'bullies' Ranboo but it's more like: "Hey, piece of shit, how's your grandma? I heard she fucking fell. Not concerned or anything..." (He's a tsundere lol)
Adventures in that universe where Tommy gets a better family and stuff!———
"Oi! Fuck you, Ranboob!" Tommy said as the school day ended. Ranboo hadn't said anything, but he had learned by now that was Tommy's greeting call. Ranboo looked up at his... 'bully' with an restrained smile.
"Hello, Tommy, how are you today?" The hybrid asked as Tommy plopped down beside Ranboo on the bench. A few people cast disgusted glances at Ranboo, but they all seemed proud of what Tommy was doing. They thought Tommy was some sort of hero for being Ranboo's bully. They had fantasies of Tommy beating Ranboo to a pulp, or making the hybrid regret his own birth with cleverly said words. That was what Tommy's older brothers could do. Fortunately for Ranboo, Tommy either didn't share those skills or didn't use them. Tommy was an annoyance and his words could be degrading, but he sometimes mixed in concern and humor with the words to the point that Ranboo considered Tommy an estranged friend.
"I am doing much better than you, bitch boy, because I am a Big Man while you are a little man. It is unfortunate that the universe has cursed you so, but it must have been a trait passed down from your father's father," Tommy said with a smirk. Ranboo didn't exactly care about Tommy's insults. What he found himself paying attention to was Tommy's subconscious refusal to speak ill of Ranboo's mother. It was known to the whole school that Ranboo's father had left him and his mother shortly after Ranboo's birth. It was usually blamed on Ranboo's hideous appearance as half chalk white and half onyx black. Ranboo's mother received most of the scorn from Ranboo's fellow students and teachers. They all blamed Noctia, Ranboo's mother, for being inadequate as a wife, being a drug addict, or a cheater, all of which was untrue. Tommy was probably the only person who cursed out Ranboo's father. When Ranboo asked why once, Tommy gave him a long stare that made Ranboo uncomfortable. As part Enderman, Ranboo hated eye contact, but there was more to that somber look that Tommy sported. The blonde sighed instead of answering, walking away slowly with droopy eyes.
"Did you get my email? With the link to my project for history?" Ranboo asked with a blushing face. Tommy had once taken Ranboo's science report from his hands. Tommy had taken all of Ranboo's hard work after wearing a sour expression on his face. After lunch, Ranboo found his report in his locker with blue pen marks from someone correcting Ranboo's general delivery and grammar skills. There were even a few marked out words with Tommy placing a better synonym for Ranboo to use. Ranboo had gotten the best grade on that paper than anything Ranboo had turned in before. Ever since that day, Tommy would grumble that Ranboo was 'far too stupid to be in school' while tutoring Ranboo and correcting his work.
"Complete cringe, mate. You sound like you got all your information from Wikipedia. The teachers will not like that, if you couldn't tell since you have the IQ of a goldfish. The real issue is how bland you are! You are a naturally awkward person, if the teachers can't sense your personality in the slideshow, they won't think you wrote it. Me? I put Big Man everywhere and sneak at least one cuss word because I am a pog individual with a very distinct speech pattern. You mumble a lot, can't get to the point, and often beat around the bush. Your delivery is dry and boring!" Tommy said, throwing his hands up in frustration. "Other than that, your information is on point, so at least you know how to listen when you are being taught. There would be no hope for you if you can't do that."
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FanficAngst is my specialty, fluff is manageable, crack if you can handle that, the occasional lemon maybe, and get your smut elsewhere