NOT MINE ITS ZEESKEIT ON ao3 Tommy was handed a small flyer in printed in black and white, with the words "POETRY NIGHT - OPEN MIC" splayed across the front in bubbled font. He fumbled with his binder as he took it, eyes wide as he said, "are you sure? I mean, I love poetry and all, but I don't think-I'm not sure-what if I can't write poetry?" Mr. Sam's dark eyes softened, and he reached out to place a hand on Tommy's shoulder, squeezing it gently. "Everyone has to start somewhere; every poet, from me to Rudy Francisco, started off without knowing a clue about what we were doing. Tommy, it's not about if you can or cannot write poetry, it's about if you want to." or: The performance poetry AU in which Tommy joins a slam team and finds a home in the arts. NOT MINE ITS MY ZEESKEIT ON ao3

Official Wattpad Version of TUIK Highest Ranking #1 in Found Family Highest Ranking #1 in Villains ~~~~ "Be my apprentice," Icarus blurted. Tommy blinked. Gradually, the corners of his mouth dropped into the deepest frown he'd ever made. "What the fuck? Why?" "Why?" Icarus froze and Tommy raised a judgemental eyebrow. "It's because of your powers." "My powers," he echoed. "I never told you whether or not I had powers." "I can... sense them," Icarus bullshitted. Tommy pinched the bridge of his nose. "Right. What are they, then," he retorted. "Uh... super... powers," the villain answered, sounding more unsure of himself by the second. Tommy wanted to bash his head against a wall. "Really? That's the best you could do?" ------ Tommy isn't sure why handing someone their keys is such a big deal, but now he's left with a huge problem: Every supervillain in the city wants him to be their apprentice! - or - Tommy's lame superpower turns out to be a game-changer. ~~~~ Cover art by @sho_draws on instagram Original story by SeriouslyCalamitous on archiveofourown Please use the hashtag #tommysultraimportantkeychain on social media or tag me! Ao3 Reads: 140k reads: 9/6/22 200k reads: 12/16/22 250k reads: 4/1/23 300k reads: 5/27/23 360k reads: 10/7/23 400k reads: 2/6/24

Tommy runs from exile and starts a new life in a new village, ready to start over away from the family that abandoned him. That is until someone he loves falls ill and the only cure is back in the place he left all those years ago... What will he do? ~~~ HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in dreamsmpfanfiction #1 in hurtcomfort (and hurt-comfort) #1 in jackmanifold #1 in ghostbur #2 in dreamsmp #3 in tommyinnit #3 in philza #4 in angst ~~~ STARTED: 2/12/21 DICONTINUED: 3/03/24 ~~~ see A/N (part 33) for info regarding discontinuation. shout out to everyone who read and voted over the years. I couldn't have made it this far without you all <3

Tommy's made it to the Olympics for figure skating- he's the youngest contestant on the ice and he's the favor for the gold. He's supposed to be living the dream. So why is he still so unhappy? And why do all these hockey players and snowboarders care so much about him? - NOT MY STORY. OG IS BY @Drhair76 ON AO3

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

Tommy had lived and died as Theseus, Icarus, Orpheus and Sisyphus. But all he wanted to be was free. In which Tommy Soot, originally born in 1509, is cursed to be reborn, to never reach adulthood unless he figured out the Greek myth of his lifetime. He had one rule of not allowing himself to get attached to people but he would have never guessed that a foster family of the creator of Minecraft, an anime stan and a Soundcloud musician would break that rule. ~ SBI Foster AU but with Greek mythology.

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