Woo, first fic! This is a song fic, so I hope you all like it! (:
CW: talk about suicide.
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The blonde boy shivered as he felt the cold, winter air nip at his skin. He looked down at the fall that could end him as soon as he hit the ground. He looked at the picture of his “best friend”, Tubbo. Tears stung his face, eyes red and puffy. He wished that someone, anyone would come and save him. The Voices in the blonde’s head rang.
Achilles, Achilles, Achilles, come down, won’t you get up off, get up off the roof? A voice questioned. You’re scaring us and all of us some of us love you, Achilles, It’s not much, but proof. The same voice said, in camly manor. You crazy assed cosmonaut, remember your virtue redemption lies planly in truth! Another voice chimed in.
The boy was yelling at the voices to stop and that this is his choice and whatever he chooses they won’t be able to change the outcome, but the voices continued.
Just humor us, Achilles, Achilles, come down, won’t you get up off, get up off the roof ? The first voice said again.
The blonde started recognizing the voices. Achilles, Achilles, Achilles, come down, won’t you get up off, get up off the roof? The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken. The first voice said.
The sixteen year old swore the voice sounded like his friend. Ranboo. The boy started to hyperventilate at the words of the people he knew.
Remember the path of our youth. He heard his family’s voices ring out. The memories of his family ran through his head.
Where you go, I’m going, so jump and I’m jumping, since there’s no me without you!! The voice of Tubbo rang through his head. Those were the exact words he wanted to hear from him. But he knew it was all in his head. Tommy’s current state was only worsened by this knowledge.
Soldier on, Achilles, Achilles come down, won’t you get up off, get up off the roof? Ranboo’s voice repeated for the 3rd time. Loathe the way they light candles in Rome, but love the sweet air of the votives. Hurt and grieve but don’t suffer alone, engage with the pain as a motive. Today of all days, see how the most dangerous thing is to love. How you will heal and you’ll rise above. Tommy sat there in silence as he heard his eldest brothers, Technoblade’s voice speak wise words. Then he’d heard a different voice speaking a different message.
Achilles, Achilles, Achilles, jump now, you are absent of cause or excuse. Tommy sat in shock as he heard Dream’s voice encouraging him to jump. So self-indulgent, and self-referencial, no audience could ever want you! You crave the applause, yet hate the attention, then miss it, your act is a ruse! It’s empty Achilles, so end it up now, it’s a pointless resistance for you! Dream’s voice continued.
Tommy had so many questions. Is this what everyone thought about me? Should I jump? Can I run away? Why am I hearing the voices of people I know? I thought I was Theases, not Achilles. All of these questions and more ran through his head at light-speed it seemed.
Achilles, Achilles, just put down the bottle, don’t listen to what you consumed. Ghostbur’s word immediately cut Tommy out of his thoughts, but before he could ponder on the words of his brother, his voice spoke again. It’s chaos, confusion and wholly unworthy of feeding and it’s wholly untrue. He spoke again, he thought that his brother was probably right. You may feel no purpose nor a point for existence, it’s all conjecture and gloom, and there may not be a meaning, so find one and seize it! Ghostbur said in a happier tone. Witch made Tommy smile, thinking about how many happy memories his family gave him. Do NOT Waste Yourself On This Roof. He heard all of the people he’d ever cared about say. The blonde inhaled trying to calm his nerves. Hear those bell rings, deep in the soul, chiming away far a moment. Feel your breath course frankly below, see life as a worthy opponent!
He heard Schlatt's voice say to him which made him even more confused. Today of all days see, how the most dangerous thing is to love. How you'll heal and rise above. Crowned by an overture bold and beyond. Ah, it's more courageous to overcome. He heard Fundy, his nephew tell him something similar to the others.
You want the acclaim, the mother of mothers. It's not worth it Achilles! More poignant than fame or the taste of another. Don't listen, Achilles! Be real and jump you dense motherfucker! You're worth more Achilles! You will not be more than a rat in the gutter. So much more than a rat. You want my opinion, my opinion you've got. NO ONE ASKED FOR YOUR OPINION! You asked for my counsel, I gave you my thoughts. NO ONE ASKED FOR YOUR THOUGHTS! Tommy sat there in shock hearing the voice of Dream and the voice of his father arguing.
Be done with this now and get off the roof. Be done with this now and jump off the roof. They both screamed in unison. CAN YOU HEAR ME ACHILLES? I'M TALKING TO YOU! CAN YOU HEAR ME ACHILLES? I'M TALKING TO YOU! They said in unison again.
I'm talking to you......
I'm talking to you......
Achilles, come down....
Achilles, come down...
He heard the comforting words of his father. "I'll throw myself into the unknown, with pace and a fury defiance. Clothe myself with beauty untold, and see life as a means to a triumph. Today of all days I see how the most dangerous thing is to love. How I will heal and rise above. Crowned by an overture bold and beyond. Ah, it's more courageous to overcome." The blonde rambled while getting down from the tower smiling, and running away from his place of exile. With new hope in his heart.
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I hope you all like it. Sorry it took a while for it to be published School and the holidays kinda got in the of writing
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