Tommy's mum dies and he is forced to live with his half brothers, what happens next? I will warn you! This is mostly fluff 😊 01/11/23 - #3 on crimebois 01/14/22 - #2 on crimebois ??/??/??- #1 on crimebois

This is a story about Tommyinnit who has had a horrible life, up until he met up with his friends for a month long holiday.

Living with a family that despises him isn't a good thing, living with a father who neglects his kid isn't a good thing, living with the thought his siblings left him isn't a good thing. To say the least Tommy's life is absolute shit. That was until he found a way to cope, a thing that was HIS to keep. A talent he never thought would be for him.

**Completed** What do you do when you start hearing voices, telling you horrible, awful things? What do you do when you've never had a real home, and don't have anyone to help you? What do you do when you've been abused for the majority of your life, bouncing from abusive foster home to abusive foster home? Such is the life of Tommy Innit, a young fourteen year old teenager with a traumatic past. When Tommy is taken in by a family of three, Tommy finds it hard to trust them, especially once the middle child, Wilbur, makes it clear that Tommy isn't wanted in his new family. What will Tommy do? Will he get the help he deserves, or will his new family fall apart as quickly as it was thrown together? This is my third book! Feel free to check out the others! This book was started on January 10, 2023 at 4:00. It has been finished as of October 16, 2024. This it not my cover art. I hope you enjoy!

Tommy has been in the system for years. He's been in and out of homes. He has a secret that he can't let anyone know about. He has wings, and many people would like to sells those wings. Tommy was always the problem child. He doesn't think anyone will foster him for more than a month. That was until he met Phil and his family. This is my first fanfiction, ever, but I'm proud of what it has become I also don't know anything about foster care or adoptions, so bare with me. Everything in here is platonic, no ships. Enjoy reading my book! (The chapters will get longer. The first few are kinda short.)

It was a normal mission for Theseus. He stood out with his commander, ready for yet another battle they were [fairly] confident in winning. But that was the last thing he remembered, just standing there. He woke up in an unknown place, barely remembering anything of how he got there. All he knew was he was bandages and in an oddly comfortable bed, that was not his own. There were voices, unfamiliar ones, outside the door. Where was he? -- first few chapters are officially up on ao3!! i don't support the irl creators nor do i condone their actions i just like writing stories ! LOVE YOU <3