RozuGold
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He glances back down at his own arm. The first strokes form an oval then one single stroke went down the middle.
Eyes. Dream’s painting eyes, his eyes onto Tommy’s arms.
They’re not very good ones. Dream was definitely struggling with keeping the lines straight. The first eye was drawn crooked, the second one coming out weirdly shaped. Tommy would find it a lot more amusing if the canvas wasn’t his own skin.
“This is stupid.” Tommy’s voice comes out deadpan, scratchy from its lack of use.
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Canon divergent au where Dream comes back to exile just as Tommy finishes building the tower. He intervenes and decides that Tommy can’t be left alone again. So he makes him his protege.
Or the Painted part to Painted Illusions.
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Don't Look Too Hard, You Won't Like The Scars He Left In Me by RozuGold
Fandoms: Dream SMP
02 Aug 2023
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"You wear a headband.”
Tommy looks up from his lap, a bit surprised by the sudden shift in Puffy's tone.
"Did you make it yourself?"
He feels dread creep into his chest. His gaze quickly returns to his lap, hands fiddling with the ends of his red scarf.
Puffy sits up, her demeanor back into 'therapy mode' Tommy calls it. He always finds it strange how one minute it feels like he's just hanging out with a friend and the next he's telling a doctor why he's all fucked up. Though Puffy is great at easing back into serious discussions, he just thinks he wasn't picking up on her hints. Tommy wanted to keep up the lighthearted conversation, he didn't want to address his issues today.
But that's the whole reason he's here, isn't it?
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Tommy has a therapuffy session and does some self reflecting on his feelings about scars. (Literally haha!) ft. clingy duo
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When Elle was nine years old, she dared her best friend to follow her into the woods, and he died.
That's how she remembered it: the eyes in the dark, the moving shadows, the flash of fangs, and screaming, both of them screaming — and then clutching Avid to her chest, half-carrying, half-dragging, his blood soaking through both their clothes. And the whole way home, thinking, He's dead, he's dead, he's dead.
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Elle and Avid, through her eyes, after one end and before the other.
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01 Dec 2025
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Hunter blinks at her in pure disbelief. “There’s no way you forgot my last birthday.”
“I’m sorry.” Amity does look genuinely sorry about it, which is nice but not what he was getting at.
“No, I mean, it’s actually impossible that you could forget it. You were there.”
“I’m gonna be honest… I don’t think I even know when your birthday is.” She admits, looking sheepish as if that’s her fault, somehow.
(or: hunter gets some good ol' birthday trauma, but with a twist)
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22 Aug 2023
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Tommy can see his frozen breath in the air between them, bouncing off Dream's mask, some of it sticking to it in a sheen of condensation. You have to go with him and get help when you're back on land.
You don't have a choice.
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Tommy knows that no one comes to help him in his hour of need. That's been proved to him time and again. But this time, he knows, deep down, he can't make it out of this one alive alone.
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16 Jun 2023
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hold on (one more time, with feeling) by angelsdemonsducks
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP
23 Aug 2021
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He doesn’t look in the mirror beyond a cursory glance in the mornings as he’s dragging himself out of bed, just long enough to be sure that his veneer of professionalism is holding, because frankly, he has nothing if he doesn’t have that. No one’s called him on his slowly slipping standards just yet, and he intends to keep it that way.
But this morning, his gaze lingers just ever-so-slightly longer than he normally allows. And then, his vision catches on—something.
Wilbur wakes up one morning to find white in his hair. This is—irritating, for several reasons, but that's all it is. An annoyance. A distraction.
There's nothing deeper at work here. There's nothing wrong at all.
(Or, the stresses of the presidency give Wilbur a white streak of hair earlier in canon, and somehow, this serves as the cry for help he can never bring himself to make.)
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16 Jun 2023
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in your soul or on the horizon by edelgarfield
Fandoms: Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson
02 Dec 2019
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The dreams of a grieving girl, of mistakes that can't be mended.
Of what is, what was, and what will never be.
“I had that dream again,” Zoe finally says, breaking the silence.
“The one where Connor’s alive.”
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16 Jun 2023