"Tell me: would you kill to save a life?"
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Tommy was a bright boy. Many people often told him that he was too energetic and loud.
It's kind of funny. People complain about our depressed society but get angry whenever someone openly displays happiness or joy.
People often told him to be quiet, to be more serious in life and to do something useful once.
Yeah, he was bright and loud, but he wasn't stupid nor irresponsible.
Deep inside of him, he cared for everyone he knew, on a mature level.He always helped his best friend Tubbo whenever he had a mental breakdown.
He made sure to regularily check up on Wilbur, his brother like figure during a time when he was very insecure and emotionally drained.
He encouraged Ranboo during the times when he would belittle his appearance.
He cared enough to secretly cry when George died, which left Dream and Nick in pieces and he also was mature enough to always keep an eye on Eleanor, sensing that something big was happening in her story right now.
He was, in fact, observant.
Walking down the hallway with confident steps, Tommy opened the room to something like a gym.
Yes, this laboratoire actually had it's own gym.
Probably so that the workers could do some sports inbetween their hard working periods.
There was no other explanation to it.
Opening the door, he was surprised when he found a certain female inside of it as she furiously punched, or more like violated, one of the few punching bags that were hung.
"ARGH!"
One last frustrated scream left her mouth before she punched again, causing the punching back to yeet off if it's hinges and drop dead.
Tommy whistled lowly as he leaned against the door to shut it with a very light click.
This little sound however, was enough to grab the female's attention as she whipped around to stare at him with with eyes.
"Damn, never knew that Dreamy boy caught himself a whole shark instead of a fish."
Eleanor's cheeks reddened at the remark.
"S-Since when have you been watching?"
She stuttered out inbetween her harsh in- and exhales. Eleanor seemed nervous and looked like she was caught doing something forbidden.
"Why, you hiding anything?"
Slowly, Tommy approached the girl, causing her to back away as she deemed it safer to keep a generous distance to other humans for the time being.
She didn't want to risk loosing her senses when around others she could potentially harm.
He halted, noticing her obvious discomfort before he backed away two steps again.
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SEDATEPHOBIA | Dream
FanfictionSedatephobia; the fear of silence. "It's the silence before the storm that makes me tremble. A storm that tears me into pieces and breaks me down every time." Dream x OC DISCONTINUED ____ I dunno who made the fanart, but if you ever find this and w...