Tommy, who had been in and out of the foster system since he was 6, was told to get ready for another family meeting. To say he wasn't too fond of that was an understatement. He knew the routine, get adopted, get abused, get put back into the orphanage, repeat. But when this family of three is kind to him, what's gonna happen? How will he react? And how will he fuck this one up? So just to put out there, Tubbo is the neighbor across the street- not part of the family. And Phil isn't a bad dad in this one- And read the 1st thing for context- there are mental disorders!! And trigger warnings!! Those will be in the first chapter, the A/N chapter, and not at the top of each one like in my oneshot book. Anyway, everything else will be in the A/N April 30th - July 20th <3 [Completed]

this fanfic is not mine it belongs to @Aria_Cinbun on Ao3 His name was Tommy Innes, and he was born to touch the stars. Of course, touching the stars was going to have to wait, because he'd lost that dream the moment his parents had died when he was ten years old-the moment he had watched that starship explosion and felt a bit of his heart die with them. He'd lost that dream when he was transported to prison and then to a place called Pogtopia. He'd lost that dream when he watched hundreds of children starve on the streets of Pogtopia. When he and two friends become the lone survivors of the Red Planet's Genocide. When they were rescued, and he was captured again. But maybe-maybe one day, he would regain that dream. Maybe he would hunt down the mass murderer that had executed his friends and gain his revenge-but that day was not now, and now he sat in a prison and stared at the faraway stars. Perhaps there would be people that he could call family again. People he would see again-people whom he had lost years ago. One day. Because he was an Avian, born to be forever alone amongst broken stars. And Avians did not fall unless they wanted to. or a science fiction fic about rebellion

"I uh," Tommy starts, not knowing how to break this to the hero lightly. He hates to be the bearer of bad news. "I think your powers are broken? It's not a bad thing of course, but like, I swear you tried to mind control me and it like, totally failed. Which is fine, honestly, don't feel insecure. Everyone's power stop working sometimes... I think." This is a reupload from ao3 by @eneliii

THIS ISNT MINE STORY!! It's originally readable on AO3 (Creator of the story....@thcscus)