Tommy x Reader (in honor of his birthday, congrats on officially being a big man)
TW:Blood, cursing yelling
THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE PLOT OS THE DSMP, this just uses its characters, it litterally made up as i write, so yea
-------------------(this has a happy ending cause im to nice to yall)----------------------------
"TOMMY! no no no no no, baby come on your ok, your ok love. its all gonna be ok, just keep your eyes open, just like that, good job bubba"
You where haistily rubbing tommys cheek and begging him not to let go yet. There was a huge heard of people screaming behind you but in all honestly you didnt care that you were getting screamed at by wilbur, or that puffy was trying to 2v1, hell, you barley even noticed. All that mattered is that Tom survied.
"Baby you have to go, i'll be fine, go help puffy." Tom gave you his big goofy smile but a tear fell down his cheek
then another.
and another.
Untill he was weakly gripping you shirt and begging, someone, something, for lord knows what.
"please-please-please, no no no" his barley comprehensible sobbs made your heart sink. You wanted to take it all away, all the pain. You wanted Tommy. Thats all you wanted.
"Bub, you're gonna be fine, look at me, you're gonna be fine, we're gonna go home and- and- we'll listen to the disks, you love this disks baby, come on you just gotta keep yourr eyes open for me-"
"Love, dont lie to me. please." he looks down to your hand which is resting on his leg and smiles lightly. He knew that no one would leave this battle field the same way they walked in, thatss not how it works, but god did he wish he would be able to see you smile again, but he doubted he would see anything more than the scene infront of him.
You sobbed and sobbed as tommy fell in and out of consiousness for a solid 5 minutes until Wilbur caame over and took his barley breathing body from you.
"WILBUR, give him back! please, please dont take him, please- dont take him from me, will please-" you screamed and begged for Wilbur to give him back but all he did was walk back to the medicinal tent.
Once you realised that your crying was no help-you got back to fighting. Now you had no regard for morality, you swund your sword into the chest of every foe that dared get close enough for you to reach.
For 3 hours thats all you did, until there were none left. You had won. Your side had won.
Why arent you happy?
You fell to your knees and looked out onto the sea of corpses most of which lost their lives to your hands, and yet-you smiled.
It was sickening and all you wanted to do was cry but you had no more tears, so you laughed, and laughed.
It was a monotone laugh, void from any emotion, but your eyes, oh your eyes told a differnt story. They were filled with pain, puffy from your prior breakdown and bloodshot from the stress.
You almost look inhuman.
That was until you felt to arms wrap around your sides, and a familiar voice whisper into your ear.
"we did it"
it was tommy!
"tommy? TOMMY!"
you turned around and flung yourself into his arms. Wilbur had given him atlease 10 strength and healing potions, but he was here!
The same Tommy that was so sure he would die on the grass surrounded by his own blood was able to hug you, the love of his life, again and he didnt plan on leting go.
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AHHH HIS BIRTHAY WAS FOREVER AGO BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOSS MAN!!!!
I hope you enjoyed this, if you cryed then i did my job
Take care now!
love ya
-marz
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Your sun will rise again my love (DSMP x Reader angst)
أدب الهواةjust a compileation of xreader angst that i think of, this has major TW that i will not be putting at the top of the chapter (DNI if you are eaisliy triggered, i dont want anyone getting hurt)
