Exilearc Stories

Exile has warped and twisted Tommy and his perception of himself and the world. Dream has manipulated and changed him in order to keep him under control. Due to Tehcnblade's betrayal during the war for L'Manberg, Tommy is hesitant to trust that Technoblade will actually help him after escaping Dream and turning up on Techno's doorstep. Technoblade decides to be the big brother he should always have been. --- My SBI- Fix-it fic. Will kind of follow Canon for a little while, but this is going to have a proper happy ending. Tommy will get the help he needs, and everything will change because of it. --- "I'm like that ship, Techno. So much of me had been destroyed and replaced. Am I even Tommy anymore?" "You're always going to be my little brother. It doesn't matter how much you change or grow." "But all the pieces of me are gone. They're missing." "Then I'll help you find them."

Season 3 begins the new era - the era of living in English. Not learning English. Living in it. Viera arrives in London with nothing. She is bankrupt, drowning in debt, and banished forever by her own family. But she has a plan... and she won't stop until she rebuilds her life. In the UK, Viera becomes the face of The Dark Organisation, a global community helping vampires and werewolves survive modern human life. Their mission is radical: To live in the UK, you must live in English. London becomes Viera's battlefield - office chaos, cultural shocks, supernatural bureaucracy, and the daily fight to think, speak, and survive in English. Meanwhile, the DO expands, the Council rises, and a new future forms in the shadows. This season is a supernatural drama about life in London, life in English, and the unstoppable rise of The Dark Organisation - and Viera's fight to rebuild everything she lost.

Tommyinnit. Young, emotionally traumatized Tommyinnit. Suffering through exile, wars, and horrid events weren't really fantastic things for a boys's mental stability. So Tommyinnit, months into Dream's torturous exile, ends up finding himself in a new home with some much nicer people.

Tommy dealing with his trauma with the help of puffy

(Cover Art by: ARTISTICJADE12 on Deviant Art) TW: Suicidal thoughts, hallucinating, severe wounds, passing out, (descriptions of) blood, etc. What if Tommy didn't run to Technoblade in his exile arc and instead ran to the one person who he knew he could find? Tommy is left torn between the decision to stay with Dream or leave with nothing but a compass to guide him. But the direction the compass will guide him will lead to nonother than the man who exiled him in the first place... Tubbo (I will only do cannon ships in Dream SMP for this fanfic) (Also I will have to change a lot stuff from the original plot so everything fits here)

This is a short story about Tommys thoughts during exile because the exile arc is my favorite. Cover by @altostratus_6 on Twitter I might make a part two with more thoughts during different arcs feel free to leave suggestions!! <3

KISMET (noun); a state or end that seemingly has been decided beforehand. When Kristen, the Goddess of Death, and her husband Philza, the Angel of Death, find a bush-baby halfing in the Nether. Despite some protests, they decide to take her in. But Kristen has a bad feeling about it, and she is hardly ever wrong.

UNDER HEAVY EDITING *** A tale of adventure, friendship, growth, and deceit told in first person *** As an author, I don't really mind readers referring to Stella with personal pronouns and saying stuff like "why we going so fast," "ayo we need to chill," etc. That's cool, but attacking the character because you don't like what they do is not cash money. At the end of the day, Stella is an original character, not you. She's fictional. *** Clearly there are and will be minor changes to the DSMP plot, but overall it will still follow the vague timeline I made the cover but if anyone likes it enough to make something new I will marry you /j if ANY content creators are uncomfortable I will take it down, and if I cross any boundaries that I don't know about please tell me! This was made to have fun, but not at the attack of others

Tommy led an unpredictable life, full of chaotic twists and turns. But through every surprise, through every hardship he faced, he realized that betrayal was always imminent. It's surprising that it had taken him so long to figure that out, but maybe he had always known, maybe he was just trying to cling on to the feeble hope that maybe, just maybe, someone would come along and truly care for him. But Tommy was a fool for clinging to that hope. He should of realized as he watched Wilbur destroy L'manburg. He should have realized as his best friend exiled him from the country he had sacrificed so much for. He should have realized as Dream tormented him every day. But as he stared blankly at the feeble remains of Logstedshire-his eyes void of their usual fiery gleam-he did realize. He was furious at first, feeling a burning rage towards everyone that had turned their backs on him. Y'know, he had once heard a saying, "In seeking revenge, you are digging two graves-one being for yourself". But in deciding to put trust in others, Tommy had already dug his own grave. He had planned to do so for the others, but sitting here, he realized, he couldn't bring himself to. Well, he had already dug his own grave, might as well put it to use. ARTWORK IS NOT MINE- IF U KNOW WHO THE ARTIST IS PLEASE TELL ME SO I CAN CREDIT THEM. Top rankings #1 in Sbi #2 in Ghostinnit #10 in SleepyBoisInc #2 in SadTommy

Tommy stared down at the piece of paper in his hands. If this would be the last thing he ever said to Mr. President, then he wanted to make it count. Heat bubbled around him, making his clothes stick to his skin. Closing his eyes and taking a breath, he put his quill to the paper. "Dear Mr. President, How have you been? I've been kinda lonely. The days here go by so slowly..." __________ Tubbo sat at his wooden desk, filing through his papers. He sighed, laying his head on his hands. Being President was hard. Then his eyes caught the parchment that he'd left out earlier. For his letter. Maybe... if Tommy wouldn't see him, maybe he'd read his letter? Slowly he grabbed his quill again, and taking a breath he pressed it to the paper. "I miss you. The memories of us when we were younger keep coming back. I want to come tell you, but I'm sure you're alright..." ___________ Or Tommy is in exile, and Tubbo is in L'manburg and they each write a letter. For very different reasons. This is based off my interpretation of the songs Letter to Mr. President by Kanaya and Letter to a Dead Friend by Precious Jewel Amor.

The title means brother in Greek. Tommy's friends with Dream right? So why did he want to run. And why did he keep remembering childhood memories. SBI is cannon Takes place during exile arc TW for toture, suicidal thoughts

This is a tommyinnit exile arc story, i am just going to probably make things up on the spot so dont blame me if it sucks or its discontinued, i tend to do that.

Spoiler Warning! Go watch the Lore before, attempting to read this so, you can understand the concept of the story! Also, Hello, fellow DSMP Readers!

A DreamSMP exile arc AU -- original name: 'The music the world was deaf to Trigger Warnings: Mentions of Death, suicidal thoughts, angst, manipulation, swearing, sad boy exile stuff, etc. Please stay safe :D also posted on my Ao3, mourning_all_our_sanity, more content on there Here we fucking go.

how does one take care of a kid when you don't even like each other - an exile!arc fan fiction centered around c!tommy and c!dream

this story takes place in exile when Tommy was just 16 years old. Tommy disobeys Dream to see what Dream would do, he thought Dream wouldn't do anything since they're friends but oh how he was wrong. [ RANKINGS ] [ #16 in tommyangst ] [ #7 in exilearc ] [ #26 in exile ] [ #59 in ghostbur ] [ #201 in techno ] [ #848 in dsmp ] [ #999 in tommyinnit ] [ #834 in tubbo ] [ #472 in tommy ] [ #757 in technoblade ] [ #734 in dreamwastaken ] COVER FANART NOT MINE

Y/n , wakes up in a basement (?) next to a blonde boy. Who is he? Where is she? Why is she there? She can't remember.. 📄female reader, i might post a male version in the future but its probably easier for you to use a word changer on browser📄 ⚠️THERE WILL BE NO SMUT IN THIS FIC AS TOMMY AND THE READER ARE MINORS AND THAT IS DISGUSTING⚠️ Art credits: @jazetallo on Twitter The main plot for the world Dream SMP creds: you know who and that's a lotta people to @

"After some thought, we have decided, what is best for our nation," Tubbo spoke loud and bold, Fundy and Quackity smiling behind him. Tommy on the other hand was looking straight at the ground. He had not yet heard of their decision, nor was he high hoped for this to go well. "that he is not exiled." __ HEYY. BACK WITH ANOTHER FIC. this one will be good. i know it will. it has to be. i am NOT falling off. check out my other books! during this I'll be writing one for fun about dream. because that's what i do. angst, my beloved.

Tommy's best friend, president of a country they started from the ground up, makes the harsh decision to exile him from the land. Against his will, Tommy is taken far away to a plains where his life begins to change indefinitely. Will that change be for the better or for the worse? (sorry this description is shit lmao) cover art: kyuwiqs

This is an old fic from my Ao3 haha, ENJOY!! :) He wrapped his arms around his torso staying under the coat for warmth. After he registers that he's being hugged, Wilbur grabs on just as tightly if not tighter. "We really are brothers huh?" Wilbur cleared his throat, not expecting the sudden conversation, "Fuck Tommy of course we are, but I never wanted you to relate to me in this way ever. I don't want to lose you ever." "I know Wil, I don't want to lose you either..." or Wilbur finally learns what happened in exile, while Tommy spirals and angst occurs. also comfort ig