tears in the night sky

tears in the night sky

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Wilbur lived in a small, snug and cozy house. On the hill, away from the commotion of the town. He liked it that way... well, the introvert in him really says so. There was a framed photo in his hallway, young Tommy was merely 14. He didn't think that on his 17th birthday Tommy would be begging to go get some strawberry macaroons from his favourite bakery, but how could Wilbur ever resist? He would never admit that to the younger boy, however. - He tilted his head slightly, stepping forward a step toward the counter, "Tubbo?" He stated ecstatically. The boy behind the counter lifted his head upward, eyes meeting eyes. "Tom!" Not any more than a few months later the night sky had become a common ground for them all. Learning about each star, how bright it shone and what exact moment it would appear to the naked eye; we'll thank Ranboo for that one. - a cottagecore benchtrio / crimeboys au fanfic with some angst and a lot of my funky headcanons [ this book is just basically me compiling all mine and some of my friends headcanons for characters of the dream smp !! ]
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Tommy had just recently moved homes. The one he left was one full of memories. Not good ones, but not necessarily bad ones, either. He didn't have much to live for at his old home, so he moved in hope of starting over and meeting new people. He had no more family, and his school friends had long moved on from him. In fact, the only number in his contacts was his mum's who was long passed away. Tommy was young (sixteen, to be exact) and he often forgot things. Usually just as simple as forgetting to do the laundry, or forgetting to reply to a notification on his phone that he received three seconds prior. Simple things that didn't matter. This time, though, he forgot to charge his phone before leaving his new, barely furnished apartment. He didn't think much of it. If it died, it died. No biggie, right? He figured he'd be alright for an hour or so without his phone. That is, until he got lost in the large, unfamiliar town that he definitely didn't even slightly know the layout of. He didn't know where he was or how to get back to his apartment, especially without a GPS. And then, when it definitely couldn't get worse, it began to rain. Tommy was soaked. He was cold, hungry. He cut into an alley and sat down against a brick wall, curled up on himself. He sat there for a while, and then heard footsteps. It was three men. The older one crouched down in front of him. "You look awful...Come with us, mate." But Tommy didn't want to. These people felt...off. ~~~ TW// Cussing Kidnapping Injuries Manipulation Stockholm syndrome Drugging someone etc... ~~~ Started: May 10, 2023 Finished: August 5, 2023 (This took way too long 😭)

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