The crowd was loud, the roaring drowning out any other sounds around. They were all cheering for a boy with a helmet. A boy with a helmet that was basking in it all. His arms stretched out wide, jumping up and down to rile the crowd up more. He quickly put his visor up, revealing sharp blue eyes but nothing else. Those eyes were scanning the crowd before him, slightly squinted into a smile. He stomped his foot, the crowd stomped theirs. He stomped his other foot, the crowd stomped theirs. He stomped in a rhythm, the crowd stomping in the same. A loud drumming to a beat that was like no others. A beat that was his. A beat that was for the boy called Cherry Bomb. -or- Tommy is a motorbike racer known the world as Cherry Bomb. He quickly gained popularity along with skill. All he wanted was something to be his, and he got it. Lets just hope his family won't take it away from him. !!!!!!!!NOTICE!!!!!!!! THIS IS NOT MY STORY EVERYTHING GOES TO Blueium ON AO3 ALL CREIDS GO TO THEM.

"Hello young child." His voice was smooth, almost airy. Tommy knew not to trust it though, nor did he trust the closed mouth smile or the calming aura. Everything about this man screamed 'Trust me!' and yet also 'I have no good intentions'. Tommy Innit, village orphan and thief somehow finds himself befriending the forest creatures he was raised to fear. It's not his fault they're kinder to him than everyone else! !!!!!!!!!!!NOTICE!!!!!!!!!!! I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY AT ALL!!! ALL CREIDS GO TO KingOfTheOranges ON Ao3!!! AGIAN THIS STORY IS NOT MINE!!! THANK YOU

Tommy lost his best friend a year ago and is now on a quest to find Death to ask for him back. On his way he encounters various people who can help him. Original is on AO3 so go follow me there under the username skeletors! TW for death and gore

This is a reupload from my ao3 account! When a hero finds a vigilante injured from a villain attack and takes him in. What does it mean when a hero has been looking for the vigilante? To kill him? Or to train him?

It's about the life of the Lorax

One day, a mysterious box lands on Philza's doorstep labeled "Caution: May Bite". Philza takes it in, unknowing that there was something living in that box in which would change his family's lives forever. .~•°:¤:°•~. In this fanfic, they are hybrids or whatever their characters are. Philza is an avian. Techno is half piglin. Wilbur is techno's twin in this, but he is still human ig. Tommy is human from what we know...... so far... Start - January 3, 2022 End - April 11, 2022 Total words - 42,080

But like everything else, the happy years would slowly wither away, along with the happiness this family felt. Leaving the members distrustful and hateful of one another. But, maybe there was a sliver of hope left for them, but of course, first must come pain and sorrow. Maybe one incident could bring this once hopeful and happy family back together. AUs: Sbi family au Duobur au Hybrid au Blind Tommy au Raccoon Tommy au Warnings: Gore Blood PTSD Mental abuse Physical Abuse Kidnaps

DISCONTINUED Sleepy Bois Inc+ Tubbo Fanfic This is just your casual fanfic about the sleepy bois (and Tubbo) inc * * * In a sudden turn if events, right around the corner of winter, Philza finds himself the savor of four children, all who seem to have come from dangerous or neglectful households. Remembering his own struggles of growing up orphaned, Philza vows to never allow a single thing to happen to these children, and he sets off to raise them as a single father. Though, it seems being a family is a lot harder than it was first made out to be. As winter progresses, a deathly beast prowls around the corner and tensions set in between family members. With Techno muttering to himself and taking up sudden actions of violence and an obsession to fire, Wilbur becoming restless with flashes of his life before returning, Tommy wanting to have more freedom and have a chaotic control over his life, and Tubbo who decides that not enough people listen to him that he would make them listen. That's all without the fact that Philza seems to keep his very job a secret from the rest of his family... As the tale unfolds, so does the delicate strings holding together their family. The only wonder is, will they make it another day to see the golden sunrise once more, or will night prevail and the watchful beast finally hunt down each and every one of them?

New house, new adventures. Tommy is keen on moving to an old house that his family had troubles selling. What can go wrong? After all, he has his best friend at his side. It's going to be great! Those old buildings always hide a treasure inside, right? With many stories like that popping around here it's no surprise I'll say that I found this idea on Twitter? As I have really bad memory, I can only say it was ChannelWithoutAName account, no idea what it's actually called.

Tommy has watched his campsite be blown up 3 times in the past month and he's done. He's done with wars, done with violence, and done with fighting. How odd. The great Tommyinnit not wanting to fight anymore. So Tommy sends Ghostbur back to L'manburg permanently and assures him that he'll be back eventually, but Tommy knows that he won't. Tommy smiles as he watches Ghostbur fly away. Tommy goes to live in the Nether with the lava that he loves and no one knows where he went, not even Dream. It's been 3 years and no one's heard anything from Tommy, his exile had just been lifted. Tommy left a note addressed to Ranboo though.