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helen-renee · 2 months

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New to the blog and loving all of your art!! I’ve been on a comic/superhero kick lately and saw your amazing neopoltian trio hybrid super Au art from way back— do you still have your notes on it?? I would love to know more!

Oh wow, I haven't thought about that AU in a While! I definitely still have some of my notes, but most of them are in my head so all the physical notes are backstory and the first few planned chapters of the fic I was writing 😅

I put so much thought into the worldbuilding and plot of that au, maybe I should revisit it at some point...

Anyways, I'll just copy-paste all my notes below the line for you for now! If you have questions I'll happily answer, whether it's about the characters or the plot or the worldbuilding, I have it all in my head!

Setting:

Basic world lore is that the nether and end realms merged with the overworld(less the end, more the nether) and people started being born with ‘mob’ attributes. It’s semi post apocalyptic, the cities are surrounded by walls attack on titan style and outside the walls are the mobs. The further out you get the more dangerous they are. There are multiple cities and they’re all fairly modern. There are heroes and villains, don’t know how they started yet.

Prologue: Memories of a lost homeland, hope of a promised land.

When the Nether and End spilled into the overworld, so did many other things. Mobs, magic, wildlife, plants. And among those beings was a Virus. Created by the magic of the End and the Nether colliding was a Virus to the world. It started as a sprout in the center of the wastelands, but it grew, attaching itself to travelers and animals, looking for the best host.

ACT 1: The pact of our Youth

Tommy was kidnapped by an illegal organization when he was three, he’s (thought to be)an avian hybrid. He’s roomed with Dream(063.D), who’s around ten at that point, and after Dream gets attached he’s used as collateral so Dream cooperates with the organization’s plans.

Dream is given the resources to teach Tommy as rewards for achievements in training, and since Dream wasn’t always in the organization’s ‘care’ he taught Tommy about the outside world. Dream learned not to go against the organization years before Tommy showed up, so he taught Tommy to be neutral to the scientists.

Dream and Tommy didn’t use names when others could hear, at first it was a way for Dream to try to keep himself distant from Tommy but later it became a habit. Tommy often just called him ‘Green’ around the scientists because he’d compared his eyes to the color when Tommy had been learning, while Tommy was just ‘Star’ because he’d loved stories of the stars. They only called each other by name when they knew they were alone.

Dream is basically Tommy’s only positive attachment until he’s eight, when Dream is sent to work his way up the ranks of the heroes. (Dream is 15 at this point).

Dream leaves willingly, only because the organization promised he and Tommy would be free the moment they get what they want.

Tommy is then roomed with Wilbur and Technoblade, twelve year old Piglin hybrid twins who were recently brought in. Techno has the more obvious Piglin traits, he’s physically stronger, has tusks, and has bright pink hair, while Wilbur is only slightly above average strength wise, has burgundy hair, and is more aggressive to ‘outsiders’.

Tommy is initially wary of the twins, especially since his first interaction with them was Wilbur and Techno trying to attack the scientists as they were brought back to their room, but he slowly becomes curious about why they kept fighting. Eventually, after Wilbur is taken for testing, Tommy asks why they keep fighting. Techno tells him that they don’t belong there. When Tommy asks where they do belong, Techno says ‘Anywhere, as long as we’re together and free.’

There are a few time skips with flashes of Tommy, Techno and Wilbur bonding, Tommy never tells them his real names so Techno names him Theseus, Wilbur and Tommy coming up with stories about creating a nation(called ‘Vienna’, since Wilbur vaguely remembers the name from records of the world before.), Wilbur and Techno noticing that Tommy’s wings are growing gold feathers.

When Tommy is ten and Wilbur and Techno are fourteen, they make plans to escape and, eventually, they do.

ACT 2: hurt and grieve (but don’t suffer alone)

They’re on the streets for two weeks before Wilbur is injured and uses himself as a distraction for Tommy and Techno to escape. A few weeks after that Techno does the same, leaving Tommy alone.

Tommy is by himself for the next few months, until he meets Tubbo, a normal, if neglected, Ram hybrid kid his age. Tubbo hides Tommy in his room during the nights and they play at the park during the days until Tubbo’s parents find Tommy in Tubbos room. They decide to call the police the next day. However Tubbo decides that he’d rather be on the streets with Tommy then at home, alone without him and they run away together that night.

They’re both twelve by the time they’re able to afford a tiny, very much illegal, apartment. Tubbo had made some (somewhat accidental) connections with a trio of Vigilantes during their time on the streets (It’s Aimsey, Billzo, and Freddie because I couldn’t help it) by helping an injured Aimsey. Once Tommy realizes Vigilantes actually exist he starts planning to become one and take down the organization.

While all of this has been happening:

Wilbur and Techno were back with the organization, separated and under higher security. They knew the other was there but not how they were. After months of this there was a Hero Raid.

Techno was found by Philza, the no.1 hero, and he refused to go with them, fighting to find Wilbur. Philza went after him and eventually found Techno hugging Wilbur in a training room. Wilbur refused to let Philza near them until Techno convinced him to relax.

Techno and Wilbur didn’t trust anyone except Philza, and tried to run away from police custody multiple times to find Tommy. It wasn’t until Philza visited again and promised to look for Tommy that they calmed down. Philza got custody of them and they insisted on joining the Hero training program.

When Philza goes to tell the other heroes to keep an eye out for Tommy he’s pulled aside by Dream, a up-and-coming Hero who’s rising through the ranks rapidly. Dream tells him that the Hero commission is corrupt and that telling them would put Tommy in danger, insisting that he knows Tommy’s safe.

Back with Tommy:

They end up hacking into police records and find notes of a hero raid on an unknown illegal experimentation operation. They obviously decide to join in. In the chaos Tommy finds Ranboo hiding in a room deep in the building, away from the Heros and Scientists. Ranboo insists that he can’t be found by the Heros and, after Tubbo meets up with them, Tommy agrees to bring him with them and they escape the (now burning) building.

Wilbur was one of the heroes helping evacuate the area and he sees Tommy leaving with Ranboo and Tubbo, he recognises Tommy’s hair and Tommy’s wings look gold because of the fire. He calls for Theseus and Tommy turns back to look at him before disappearing in the crowds.

ACT 3:

Years later, Tommy and Tubbo are 16, Ranboo is 17, they’re all vigilantes.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33003292

(That's all the notes I have specifically written out for plot for now, but I wrote a few chapters of a fic for this AU before I got too busy to write. I linked it there.)

Ages throughout the story:

Tommy: 3-8 when he’s with Dream, 8-10 with Wil and Techno, 10-12 on the streets and with Tubbo, 12-16 with Ranboo and Tubbo

Dream: 10-15 when he’s taking care of Tommy and being trained, 15-19 training as a hero to talking to Philza, 19-23 fully fledged hero

Wilbur and Techno: 12-14 with Tommy, 14-16 being saved to starting basic hero training, 16-20 looking for Tommy and becoming fully fledged heroes.

Philza: Old (/j, probably around 28 when he meets Wil and Techno

Powers/Hybrid traits:

Tommy:

Thought to be an Avian (a hybrid with permanent bird-like traits) but later realizes that he can hide his Hybrid attributes, making him Elytrian.

I haven’t actually decided his power yet haha

Techno:

A Piglin Hybrid, has enhanced physical strength, tusks, and pink hair.

His power is to manipulate Gold, shaping it into whatever he needs. He discovered it when he was on the run with Tommy, stealing a gold ring as a last-minute weapon. Once he becomes a hero he wears multiple pieces of gold jewelry and his trident is made of solid gold.

Wilbur:

A Piglin Hybrid, has slightly enhanced strength, burgundy hair, and is more aggressive and possessive than the average person.

His power is sound manipulation, using high frequencies to disorientate people and corrupt enemy frequencies. (I was thinking of giving it a physical effect as well but idk what)

Philza:

An Elytrian Hybrid, has the typical Avian attributes but is able to ‘de-summon’ them at will.

I had way more stuff for worldbuilding but I got a new phone and the transfer deleted the app it was written in 😔

I do, however, have playlists for all the characters where the songs follow their full personal plot in the story. Granted, y'all wouldn't understand most of it, since you don't know the plot, but still, they exist😅

#(all of us) some of us love you #hurt and grieve (but don't suffer alone) AU #vigilante tommy #Dsmp #dsmp au #dsmp superhero au #tommyinnit #bench trio #sbi #sleepy bois inc

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definitelynotshouting · 1 year

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A Few E.G.G.s Short of the Full Scramble

Summary:

Another turn, pounding hard against the pavement, right on the heels of his raccoon– and the alley explodes into brilliant light. They've emerged into an abandoned side street, draped in the peeling remnants of old paint, backdoors hanging from their hinges. Its sole occupant is a familiar lanky figure, sitting at the top of a set of stairs leading to the back of some condemned building, rummaging gleefully through Wilbur's slim wallet.

Tommy doesn't hesitate. “Get fucked, bitch!” he shouts as he leaps from the alley’s mouth, propelling himself forward on spite alone. Antfrost's head snaps up from his prize, eyes wild, just in time for Tommy's knee to connect with his chin.

Or: on a brisk Tuesday morning, the famous vigilante Red Raccoon's life– and the lives of every other powered citizen in Essempi– gets promptly turned upside down.

Guys its here!!!!! The DSMP Comics Zine has been released, and in honor of that, here is my zine piece on Ao3 to read for your convenience!! Please give this a reblog and go check out our zine, it's free to download and there are TONS of amazing artists and writers in it! :D

#dsmp #dream smp #mcyt #superheros #dsmp superhero au #c!tommyinnit #c!tommy #c!wilbur soot #c!antfrost #vigilante tommy #dsmp comics zine #shouting speaks #IM SOOOO HAPPY FOR HOW THIS TURNED OUT AAAAAAAA #WAILS AND CRIES AND SCREAMS #this was sooooo fun as lead editor AND i got to be a contributor..... I Bled For This #WOOO #lnk

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lildevyl · 1 year

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Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic Chapter 10: On Patrol

Summary: On one of their patrols, Nuke and Ender ran into one of L'Manburg's infamous Vigilantes.

Chapter inspired by Tommy's Ultra-Important Keychain by SeriouslyCalmmitous

TW: Not much in the Trigger Warning area for this chapter. Mention of Anxiety, and some Violence (not major but there is some in this), and Mild Threat.

A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR! I'm slowly but surely writing some chapters so I can update weekly again. Not gonna lie, it's getting difficult where I want to go from here. I have ideas but I have no idea on where to put them.

So, if the story seems "Outta Place" in certain areas. I will try to piece them back together. Enjoy!

(East Side)

To say that Tubbo and Ranboo were nervous would be an understatement. Tubbo felt like there were some kind of beehive in his stomach, the way it kept churning. Ranboo’s anxiety kept flaring up, hands shaking, several what ifs kept going through his head. Tubbo’s own anxiety wasn’t much better.

It’s been over a month since both Tubbo and Ranboo had seen Orcus and Siren come out of their apartment. And when Nuke and Ender had asked Arachnid for help. Tubbo secretly hoped that it was literally a misunderstanding on the Syndicate’s part. That they just got the address confused, of their actual healer and wound up stumbling upon Tommy and Siren just used his powers to make Tommy forget the whole thing. But until they hear back from Arachnid, that’s all Tubbo could do, was hope!

Which was why both him and Ranboo were standing on top of one of the apartment buildings on East Side. Both of them needed a huge distraction to try and take their minds off of things until they hear back from Arachnid. Tubbo had his radio out so they could hear what’s going on from the Cops Radios.

“Armed Robbery at 419 Main Street East Side, Monarch’s Clothing. Suspects are armed and need to proceed with caution.” Came over the radio.

Tubbo turned to Ranboo, it was time for Nuke and Ender.

(Monarch’s Clothing)

Earlier that day, Eret was smiling a mile wide as he read the News Report. Two new Vigilantes were in town, Nuke and Ender and so far they made quite a debut! Literally helping out one of L’Manburg’s top twenty Heroes, Arachnid. Well they couldn’t have helped out a better Hero than them! Arachnid was pretty neutral when it came to Vigilantes. Now, if a Vigilante vandalized a certain property like say, Mixer, under a protest. Then Arachnid would arrest the Vigilante or at least attempt to (after they were done laughing his butt off). But if a Vigilante was actually protecting part of the City, then Arachnid would either let them be or actually offer to help.

Eret had to admit, they were actually kinda impressed with the new Vigilantes debut. Not a lot of Vigilantes would take the risk of helping a Hero and being so exposed to the press. Nuke and Ender on the other had no problem in doing just that. With a little more practice and a few more years of experience Eret’s pretty sure that Nuke and Ender could be a good team for East Side.

“Excuse me, sir,” a man in a black pristine suit said, drawing Eret’s attention away from the computer. “Do you know where I might be able to find the owner of this store? I like to talk to her.”

Eret gave a condescending smile to the man. It’s not uncommon for people to assume that the owner of a Fashion Store is a woman. “I’m the owner of this store, and my name is Eret. I also go by they/them.” Eret offered their hand to shake the other guy’s hand.

“Oh of course, of course. My apologies. My name is Gene Torey and I have a proposition for you and your store!” Gene says taking out his business card and handing it over to Eret.

Eret looked at the business card with a grim expression. Ah, yes, he knew exactly who Gene Torey was. He was the owner of Torey’s Fashion Studios, with several stores in West End and the Hero District. There was even talk of him opening up a couple of new stores in the South Bay District. Eret was anything but impressed.

Torey’s Fashion Studio was the utmost scum of the Earth in the Fashion Industry that Eret has ever met! Torey’s would purposely hire new fashion designers straight out of college on internships, get them to sign prenups that their lawyers had drawn and never go over the specifics with the new interns. And literally steal the interns designs!

Eret had the pleasure when one designer sought them out as Baron and explained the whole situation. Torey’s Fashion Studio was holding a brand new intern's designs hostage. It was either signed over the rights to all of their designs to Torey’s Fashion Studio or Torey’s Legal Team was about to Black List the new intern. Meaning that the intern wouldn’t have been able to get a job anywhere in the Fashion Industry.

Oh yes, Eret was very familiar with them. They’re surprised that Torey’s was still around after that scandal had made the news.

“Oh yes, I’m very familiar with Torey’s Fashion Studio. You guys have stores in nearly all the districts. What does this have to do with my shop?” Eret demanded, throwing the pleasantries out the window.

“Well, we like to make your shop one of our own! I think this place has great potential to be even more outstanding, don’t you think?”

“The answer is no! Torey’s Fashion Studio is nothing more than a freakin’ scam in the Fashion Industry! I’m surprised you guys are still around after the Baron exposed you for the frauds that you are!” Eret said leaving no room for argument.

“Yes, well, the Baron ,” Torey spat. “Had made a crucial mistake that came out in the courts. You should really reconsider Mr. Eret. I hate to see anything . . . happened to this establishment . ”

“Are you threatening me?” Eret asked, raising an eyebrow.

“What?! No! Not at all! It’s just that you know, East Side has a high crime rate -”

“Get out!” Eret shouted, shoving Torey out the door. “Get out now!”

(East Side, Later that Night)

Motha was flying around East Side enjoying the cool air under her wings, while patrolling. Motha loved being a Vigilante! It was so freeing and the best part was that she was able to finally do what the damn Hero Committee, the Order, wouldn’t let her do. Be an actual Hero and help save lives. Motha stopped on the roof of some random building and took a few deep breaths. No use in getting worked up over some old memories.

Motha, like her brother Arachnid, signed up for the Hero Program, wanting to actually be a Hybrid Hero to show everyone that you can be something no matter what! Well that dream came crashing down when Motha got a heavy dose of reality. The so-called “Hero Committee” was nothing more than a bunch of old Heroes stuck in their ways!

There was so much politics and certain clicks that you had to be a part of in order to actually be taken seriously. Not to mention that if the Hero Committee deems your power too “Weak” in their opinion, then you either don’t make it in the Hero Program or like what happened to Motha. Just be pushed to the side as a Sidekick!

They didn’t even put her as a Hero but as a “Hero-in-Training.” Translation: “We don’t think your Hero material but since you’ve managed to pass the Hero Program we’re going to have you stick by an actual Hero to learn from.”

Meaning, that you would be put with a Hero and the Hero is your boss and has full control of your pay and what not. And you don’t even get any credit! The Hero that you’re the Sidekick to gets all the credit, all the publicity, all the attention, all the perks, all the praise. Even if you’re the one that saved the day or saved the Hero, you just got overlooked, glossed over, shunned, pretended you were never there.

So, Motha did something that was in the Order’s eyes considered the utmost traitorous and sinful act possible! Next to actually becoming a Villain. ( Huh, I wonder if Mom wouldn’t mind teaching me then? ) Motha actually quit! She left the Hero Tower and became a Vigilante instead. Of course the Order couldn’t take that lying down so what did they do? They kept her on as a “Hero” even though her Prime Damn Hero License expired! They still have her in the system as “Suspended Indefinitely” even though she fully left. Handed in her resignation, flipped the one in charge of the Committee off and stormed out. Never to be returned!

Sure she helped out a few Heroes in battle but that’s because the “Minor” Heroes needed help! The top dogs were too busy doing whatever and of course the Hero Committee would always say, “Help is on the way!” And it would take them a good half an hour or so to finally show up, defeat the Villain and get all the glory while the actual Heroes that did all the work got a slap on the back and half hearted, “Good Job!”

Yeah, to say Motha wasn’t happy or impressed was a freaking understatement! Don’t get her wrong, Motha is super proud of her brother, Arachnid! That dude went through so much just to get where he is! And proved that he’s just as good as the “Dream Team” or whatever they want to call themselves.

Alright Motha, focus! You need to calm down! Yes, no one will hear this inner monolog rant but you need to focus! You can’t stop crime if you're dwelling on old memories. Suddenly a moth appeared and landed on Motha’s extended hand.

“Why hello there! Find anything interesting?” Motha asked. The moth told Motha that there was a store about to be robbed. It spotted a group of thugs heading towards Eret’s!

“Alright let’s go!” Motha said, spreading her wings and taking off.

(Monarch’s Clothing)

It had been a long day! Eret was still fuming from the audacity of Torey! Oh Eret knew perfectly well what the so-called “Critical Mistake” was. Torey’s Lawyers wound up scaring a few of the interns and literally paid for their silence and to drop the charges. Luckily they weren’t able to scar them all off and the court proceedings went off without a hitch. It was one of the most publicized court cases ever!

Eret had nearly gotten themself arrested just by showing up at the Courthouse in full costume as Baron. Luckily the Heroes understood that Baron was there for the Witnesses and was a Witness themself. It was difficult when both Eret and Baron had to be at the Courthouse. Good thing Eret was on Neutral Terms with a lot of Villains and the more “Villainess” Vigilantes. Jester and McCormick had saved their butt during those times.

Oh Eret couldn’t wait to finally take down Torey’s Fashion Studio and expose them for the frauds that they are! After saving and sending their reports to their bookkeeper, shutting everything down and locking the safe and Office up. Eret was about to lock up and then head home, when a crash from the front of the store caught their attention. Heading to the front of the store, Eret saw a bunch of thugs ransacking the place.

Of course Torey wasn’t going to take Eret saying no and calling them out. That was another thing about Torey’s that made Eret’s blood boil. If there was any type of competition then Torey’s would make sure there was no competition by any means necessary. Including staging a break in and destroying the place.

Eret hit the silent alarm, alerting the cops and was about to dash in the back and quickly change into his Baron costume. When they heard a familiar female voice.

“Excuse me, but don’t you know it’s past closing time?” Motha was standing in the doorway leaning against the door frame, arms crossed and what Eret could only assume a raised eyebrow.

One of the thugs charged at Motha and in three quick moves, the thug was down for the count. And that was all it took, like a signal that was setoff, the group of thugs charged at Motha. Hoping the numbers game would be enough. Motha was holding her own, dodging and tanking many hits and strikes. While landing mostly all of hers. Then the door burst open and in came Nuke and Ender.

Eret just stood there and watched the fight unfold. All three Vigilantes were doing well. It was clear that Nuke and Ender have some training but not nearly enough. Both of them at least were holding their own without having to rely on their powers. In about ten minutes, Motha, Nuke and Ender were zip tying the thugs hands to the clothing racks (very clever) and taping weapons to the wall. Then Motha came over to check on Eret.

“Hey, Eret! Long time no see!” Motha greeted.

“Motha, good to see you. And you must be Nuke and Ender?” Eret held out their hand. “I’m Eret, I own this place. You guys had quite a debut.”

“Eret here helps all Vigilantes with their suits. In exchange we help keep an eye out for their business.”

“Well, it’s more than that! You guys do what the Heroes are supposed to do. Stopping Crime. So, I offer my services as best as I can.”

“We’ll think about if we need an upgrade,” Nuke said.

“Alright, you guys need to head out before the cops show up,” Eret said.

And with that Ender grabbed both Nuke and Motha and disappeared in a cloud of purple particles.

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Characters:

Nuke - Tubbo Ender - Ranboo Motha - Martha (OC) Baron - Eret Arachnid - Spyder (OC) Mixer - Arden Weird (Mentioned) (OC based off my friend Arden @weirdmixofweirdness

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Tagging: @weirdmixofweirdness, @nightfuryobsessed, @isa-ghost, @septic-dr-schneep, @tracobuttons, @a-humble-narcissus, @ghostsknewmynights, @luna-moonblood, @ashedflower

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i-am-megalodonna · 2 years

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Fuck it I'm making a dsmp superpower au. Designs are coming first but story is soon to follow (I hope). For now you get to enjoy copious drawings of digitigrade legs and random asl alphabet practice.

#i have a lot of ideas that i will explain later #I'll probably upload a list of superpowers and stuff because i do have that mostly figured out #ill also say now that i MIGHT branch out from dsmp and include some hermitcraft folks. if im feeling silly #dsmp #dream smp #dream #dreamwastaken #dsmp vigilante au #dsmp superhero au #dsmp superpower au #dsmp au #sapnap #concept art #megalodonart

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wastedoverachiever · 1 year

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Do you like superhero aus?

Do you like the Dream smp?

Well, I’ve got the fic for you! The Super-Amazing, Absolutely True Story of a Vigilante is your typical Tommy-is-a-vigilante fic, with my own unqiue spin on the stuff seen in this micro-trope

We’ve got Tubbo as a mysterious Guy-in-the-Chair, Ranboo as the dude who got roped into Tommy’s shit, Phil as an absentee father, Wilbur as Tommy’s vigilante inspiration (who’s also dead rip) and all your faves as heroes, vigilantes, and villains! (also don’t forget sally and fundy :D)

I’ve put a year of work into this bitch, and I’d love it if you would check it out on AO3!

#dreamsmp #dream smp #tommyinit mcyt #myct #dsmp au #dsmp superhero au #ive been too afraid to post it 'cause i was afraid it was too cringy for main but fuck it #im hyperfixated on it so you must deal with it #it's the whole theme of my blog lmao #dsmp fic #c!dsmp #sleepy bois inc #ranboo #tubbo #please someone talk to me about this fic i am feral with ideas and Content

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imdedinsidex-x · 2 years

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Got bored made a supe au. This is Punz

Little knowledge for ya: the “tattoo” on his back is a symbiotic alien (originally parasitic but it had to adapt to survive.) It is the sole creators of that suit and the weapons on it. It cannot communicate in anyway if your wondering.

#Just in case: yes it’s based off of the scarab from DC Comics hush #Dsmp #dream smp #dsmp fanart #dream smp fanart #dsmp au #dream smp au #dsmp superhero au #dream smp superhero au #punz #punz fanart #punz au

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wimbledonsoot · 2 years

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[the fall] - MORNINGS (ep.2)

as the hero council arrives, you're told to 'take a little time for yourself'. but when you witness a murder on your way back from school, you can't just let things be.

trigger warnings for this chapter: violent murder, blood, gore, assault, violence, visual murder - as in blood sprays everywhere and shit,

word count: 3.1k

Or maybe, there is something you can do. After all, you've done all the training that Dream or Sapnap have, and you know how to fight. You've done some careful observation of all your enemies to see where you can hit them with your power from a distance.

So when your finger lightly brushes the button and The Blood God's sword presses tighter against your throat, you kick out and pray that luck is on your side.

And god, it is.

Because somehow, you manage to not only hit the pink-haired man, you also manage to hit him a spot that's somehow already sore. That's why he stumbles back and also why you have to swerve out of the way of his sword.

I mean, it'd be pretty awkward if you'd have died that way.

You can just imagine telling your fellow ghost friends down in the afterlife all about it. You'd definitely spin the story to make you seem like more of a badass.

You rush forward, pressing the button and hurrying out a string of words along the lines of "Syndicate, vigilantes, fight, injured, help." Hopefully it'll reach the hero council. You don't even fucking know how this hasn't gone unnoticed yet.

But just as you stand up and get ready to fight again, a large burst of power rushes through the room.

It seems that something - be it help or not - has arrived.

And as the rubble clears and you're face to face with none other than Bomb, you realize that it's probably the latter.

The vigilante facing you is a goat or ram hybrid, and his power consists of creating and throwing projectiles (such as bombs) within a matter of seconds. He's dangerous, but his skill set is better suited to large, outdoor fights. The hallway in which you find yourselves at the moment is small, and crowded. You don't know what to expect.

What you do know, though, is that now you're outnumbered.

Phantom phases into existence beside you, and with the laziness of someone far too self-confident, draws a weapon. You, however, with the speed of someone who is scared for their life, only stumble back.

Wow. You really are fucking useless.

Phantom only smirks at your attitude, and you quickly realize that maybe - just maybe - Dream wasn't exaggerating when he said that this dude was scary.

The smile - grin, more like it - sends shivers down your spin in torrents.

Phantom phases too quickly for you to react, and even though you hastily block his attack, his sword slides off the edge of yours, allowing him to thrust forward. You step to the side, bumping into Bomb, whose eyes glow red in that way that tells you he's using his powers.

Again, Phantom phases in beside you, striking his weapon down in an elegant arc that you can only duck to avoid, rolling out beneath his sword. The fight would be so smooth, if it weren't for the fact that you're kind-of-really having a panic attack inside because of it.

Glancing around as you get to your feet, you notice that you're not the only one struggling to hold your ground. The Blood God's and Philza have teamed up to fight George, and Apollon and Dream are caught in a taunting battle of wills (as per usual, you might add).

You notice that you're bleeding, and wipe away the crimson liquid before discarding your blade to go at Phantom in a more conventional way. Fuck it, am I right? The situation is hopeless as it is, and if you can get any, any advantage, you'll take it.

When Phantom lays eyes on you, you can see that he's starting to phase out. So you tether him in place the only way you know how, distraction.

Black flashes engulf the area around him, and as you tackle the man to the ground, you get in a couple punches. However, as he fazes out of existence, you realize that maybe, you made a mistake.

Because you can hear as he picks up your sword, and you can sense him stalking towards you.

Well fuck.

The hallway, however cramped as it may be, stretches out for a fair distance of ten meters. You stand at the edge, but as Phantom waves his swords in the air and you dodge each potential death strike, the distance between you and the wall quickly approaching has never felt smaller.

Suddenly, you hit the wall. The concrete feels cold, and the fact that this is the last thing you're ever going to feel strikes you as kind of depressing. You'd want something nice in your final moments. Like a hug or something.

Or maybe you'd like to hang out with Techno for a bit. Say goodbye.

But it turns out that luck has something else planned for you, and as Dune, Monarch and The Captain burst into the room, Phantom quickly forgets you. You expect them to stay; fight, but it seems that this was not supposed to be more than just a terror attack.

A way to shy you away from picking a fight - they want you to know they can kick your asses.

You grind your teeth as they flee the scene. Fucking cowards.

You, George, Dream and Sapnap meet in the center of the room, all of you limping in some way. Dream's arm is bruised; a nasty one that coats his shoulder in black and blue. George has a nasty split lip. Sapnap is nursing a wound on his leg, likely from The Blood God's deadly sword. And you're just plain sore. Something feels like it's ever so slightly gone wrong in your wrist, you know that you've got bruises peppering your midsection and there's a small cut on your throat from the aforementioned man with a sword.

The Captain walks towards you, her face lit with fury. It sends a shiver of fear through you. You've never seen her so mad.

"Who initiated?" She asks.

Dream steps forward, and as head of your division the fact that he's the one who speaks is perfectly natural. "They did. The attack came out of nowhere."

The Captain's face softens slightly from the fact that you guys probably look like a bunch of abandoned cats, and she replies with a quick: "Wait a minute," before walking over to the rest of the heroes assembled.

As they chat, you step forward. "Is everyone more or less okay?"

Dream and Sapnap nod and George shrugs, wincing as he does so. "I think I busted something in my shoulder, but aside from that I'm fine."

"Good," you say, and sit down.

Dream and Sapnap exchange a look and you raise your eyebrow. But before you can ask what they mean, Dream sits down next to you and asks: "And you? I mean, you're kinda out in the open now."

Oh. Yeah. You'd forgotten about that.

"I... I'm not sure. It's cool. It's scary. It's kind of causing me to panic inside because I'm not sure if that means that the advantage I give you guys is gone," you reply.

"If you're thinking that you're suddenly not important, you still are. You're super valuable for us. I mean come on, you managed to call the hero council for help and hold your own against Phantom," Sapnap says, smiling.

"Without you, we'd have bigger issues than a couple busted shoulders and some scratches," George adds.

You smile softly. These are your closest friends, and you're glad you have them. Even if one's a total dork who has no game, the other's oblivious and the third's a walking talking third wheel.

You want to reply, but it's at that point that The Captain, Dune and Monarch decide to talk to you about what happened. You and Dream stand in the presence of the heroes, while Sapnap and George turn to face them.

"We've decided that perhaps you need a little break," Dune says. His piercing stare turns to you and he adds: "After all, one of your identities has been compromised, and you all look a bit... bedraggled."

Usually you find Dune cool, but right now you really want to punch him with the way he says that.

"Yes sir," Dream says slowly, "When do you intend to... put us back into circulation?"

"We don't know exactly," says Monarch, their voice soft, "But likely once we've figured out why the Syndicate attacked. A few weeks at least, so to say, though we could be reckoning with as long as two or three months."

Two or three months?

You clench your teeth.

Two or three months?

They can't be serious.

But it seems they are, and it also seems that no one, no one except for you, that is, has an issue with that.

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Walking back home is grim.

Rain patters down on your umbrella, the grey clouds that had been far off on the distance only hours ago covering the sun and painting the day dark.

Your thoughts are filled with disappointment. Everything had been going so well. Only weeks ago, your team had taken down a vigilante by the name of Thunder. While he'd escaped later, you still had been the ones to imprison him! You guys, in short, are good. It isn't right that you are being 'put out of service' just because of one fight, is it?

And Dream, Sapnap and George can't seriously be okay with it?

But from the way they'd reacted, silent, not saying a word as they packed up a few things and left, it seemed you were the only one who truly was irritated. And your complaints had fallen on deaf ears.

So here you are, walking home with the dull, dripping, grey sky above and the pretty much empty streets beside.

Your home is a small, cobblestone townhouse in the main part of L'Manburg, near the bridge. It isn't a super great area, or a super bad one, but the walk from the hero quarters back to it leads you through some... questionable bits of town.

Not that you're scared. Your powers, at the very least, are enough to protect you.

Still, you tug your bag closer and keep your head down, blending in with the rush of people as they make their way back home.

The last thing you want tonight was more trouble.

As you turn the corner into the small plaza branching off of the street that leads to your home, however, you suddenly realise that that was a slightly foolish wish.

Because lo and behold, there stands The Butcher.

The Butcher; the only true villain left in this town. He'd received his name from the massacre of True Casino. Twenty-five people had been killed. All of them by him.

So of course, it's not exactly unreasonable that you're ever so slightly scared.

It's a mother fucking mass murderer.

And it seems like he's found a new victim.

As you stumble back behind a corner, hiding behind it and praying he doesn't find you, you hear the whimpering and pleading. The sound of a knife being unsheathed. The slash of a blade across skin and then the wet splash of blood.

You gag, tugging out your mask.

You have to do something.

You have to.

You don't care in that moment that the hero council told you not to do this, and you don't care that you might die. And as you stand up, removing your coat, you curse those damn personality traits that make you ideal as a hero.

You're tempted to yell 'hey fuck face' but instead you call: "Butcher!"

It's better not to make him angry before even starting the fight, you suppose.

The man who faces you is not extraordinarily tall, or extraordinarily short, or extraordinarily anything. A black mop of hair covers most of his face, and his eyes are dark brown, nearing the same shade as his hair, but aside from that nothing stands out. Save for the scar running down the side of his face.

The smile he gives you is gruesome. A promise of violence. Not slow violence either. Ruthless, bloody murder type violence.

You think for a moment that his face is familiar, but you know that can't be. No one knows what the butcher looks like, and the reason for that is that his main ability, save for plain ruthlessness, is that he can make people simply forget.

Your eyes flicker to the body lying on the ground and you wince. Dead already. A clean slice through the neck, though blood stains the cobblestone ground red.

The very same blade he used for that victim now lies in his hand, and he twirls it around as he slowly sits on a step.

"Hey," he says, and his voice, just his voice, young and youthful and kind of charismatic, makes you stop.

And... forget.

It's meant to scare you, because within a moment you've snapped back to reality and you know where you are and who you're with. It's meant to tell you that you don't have a chance.

You are very much regretting your life choices at that moment.

"So..." he continues, but this time his voice seems colder, almost, less vibrant, "Who are you?"

He still talks like you're best friends. Like you know each other or something. Like, he's going to crack a joke and you're going to laugh and then you're going to go get a cup of coffee together. It doesn't make sense.

It confuses you.

"No one," you reply, hesitant. He cant tell you don't know how to play his game, and to that he smiles.

"See, I think you might be lying."

You don't reply, simply step back, towards the wall. A quick glance around shows he's managed to block out any chance of escape except going back.

The Butcher stands, and you shrink back, shocked at how suddenly he's taller, bigger, meaner. He smiles again, flicks his knife in, out, in, out. The clacking makes you wince each time, and each time he comes closer you press yourself further into the wall.

What have you gotten yourself into?

His smile widens as he notices your fear, and your mind races to try and figure out how to get out of this alive. You can't let him see where you're going. You can't let him follow you home.

As he leans in, he presses the knife to your throat, clicking it out. The metal reopens the small wound The Blood God gave you earlier.

A word, against your will, escapes your lips, "Please."

The Butcher frowns.

"I don't plan on killing you," he says, "But I want you to tell some of your little hero friends this." He leans in towards you ear, and you stiffen, "You'll. Never. Fucking. Catch me."

He removes his blade, and then as suddenly as he came, he's gone.

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The walk - more like run - home takes little time, and as you realize just how close you are to the scene of the crime you tug off your mask and dial Techno's number. You don't feel safe here, and the Minecrafts have always let you stay over if you want.

Then again, there's usual an identifiable reason, but you're sure they'll let you.

The phone rings twice before Techno answers, his voice making it clear that he's tired. You glance at the clock on the mantle. It's already 10 PM.

"Hey, I'm sorry for calling so late but can I maybe stay over at yours tonight?"

Maybe it's the fact that you're asking this late or maybe it's the fact that you sound scared shitless, but Techno immediately wakes himself up. "Yeah, totally. Do you want me to pick you up? What happened?"

"I got robbed on the way back from work, and I don't exactly feel a hundred percent safe here," you reply, telling him half of the truth, as per usual. It's kind of sad how much you have to lie to him because of the whole hero thing.

You hear the sounds of shuffling as Techno says: "Okay, I'll be there in fifteen."

"You sure? I mean I can walk. Or just stay here. It's not the end of-"

"Y/N," he says sternly, "I'll be there in fifteen minutes."

With that, he hangs up.

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True to his word, Techno's car stands in front of your doorway at 10:15 PM, and he smiles softly as you sit next to him, a small bag on your lap.

"You sure you're okay?" He asks, because he's your friend and friends are supposed to care (just... maybe not as much as he does).

You nod. It's hesitant, Techno can tell, and he knows that your shaken up.

"Do you want to tell me a bit more about what happened?" He asks, and as you turn to him, smiling lightly (it's a tad forced, he can tell), he sees a small cut along your neck. It's still bleeding, just a little bit, and it's exactly where-

No. Never-mind. That'd be so fucking weird, and no matter how much the universe like to play tricks on him, that'd be too much of a coincidence.

So instead he says: "You have a little cut on your neck. Did the guy have a knife or..."

"Yeah, he did," you mutter. You're looking out the window, and he can tell you're really shaken up. He doesn't want to think about what might've happened.

"Look, Y/N, do you want to talk?" He asks. He wants you to talk. Usually it helps and he really doesn't like seeing you scared.

"Not particularly," you say.

But you say nothing as you place a hand on his thigh, just lightly, as a little piece of physical affection. And he says nothing either.

The voices are having a field day.

The drive only takes a bit longer. Not many words are said but the silence is comforting, incredibly so. He can tell that you're feeling better, and he's glad that you felt comfortable enough to ask him for help.

And what are the voices saying?

How poetic.

Tommy's dozed off on the couch while watching TV with Phil and Wilbur's up in his room strumming his guitar, so him walking you in only gets a hushed "Hey Y/N," from Phil and a snoozing "Fuck off," from Tommy. You both smile.

He sets you up on the pull out bed in the guest room, and as he leaves you smile, slightly.

"Thanks," you quietly say.

"You're welcome," he replies.

#technoblade x reader #superhero au #dsmp superhero au #reader insert #dsmp x reader #dream smp x reader #dsmp imagine #dream smp imagine #dsmp #dream smp #technoblade imagine #nonbinary reader #technoblade x gn!reader #technoblade x reader friends to lovers #friends to lovers #friends to enemies to lovers #slow burn #'The Fall' Series

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barrelsweater · 11 months

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I just have the best MF(ing) Tommy-centric Superhero/Supervillain AU idea- I want to write it but at the same time I'm lazy- 😭Why am I built like this?

#sbi fanfic #tommyinnit #fanfic #ao3fic #dream smp #dream smp au #dsmp superhero au

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aveseart · 2 years

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The TNT duo from Roulette by @medium-kat07 (endergirl on ao3)

#roulette fic #avese #my art #dsmp fanart #tnt duo fanart #tnt duo fanfic #dsmp superhero au #dsmp vigilantes #quiss

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mysteriousmoss · 1 year

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I would like to reveal my DSMP Hero au fic outline of each chapter which is just a abridged small sentence or maybe paragraph.

It just gets to the point.

I’ve added the two interludes to it so yay.

Anyways here’s the first 18 chapters plus the two interludes as it may be a long while until I write them.

Red-not yet written

Orange-working on

Green-up and complete

Also spoilers under cut for future chapters.

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Phil is introduced to Kristin and we get caught info on him

Skep,Phil,Sam Ponk XD HD and Kristin shenanigans(over the course of a few months may separate into multiple chapters)

PHIL GETS FUCKING STABBED and his wings appear, also meets his futures wife goddess form and learns shit. Plot thickens

Interlude-Nest time

Dream acts sus. Phil learns about his heritage. Talk of winter break and hanging out

Winter Break starts for the crew. Villains attack

LORE ON THE YEAR PRIOR CAUSE TRAUMA

Phil and Kristin hang out and Phil starts to get a crush

school starts and people start preparing for mid terms

Interlude: XD meets up with George after not seeing eachother for 2 years. Fluff between the boyfriends(pre relationship)

Meet Kristin’s other sibling Foolish and Drista.

Mid Term preparation. Things go wrong

Phil in hospital. Kristin worries and Phil starts to realize his feelings(subtle)

Time skip a few days and Phil’s out and back at school with his worried friends

Mid terms arrive

Mid Term Arc: people group up and some go on villain side and others hero(fore shadowing)

More midterm fighting

Midterm ends(More than one chapter just lazy to write who is versing who

Sam angst. Nook(sams twin) appears

Phil looks up the mythology behind XD HD and Kristin

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#dsmp au #philza #awesamdude #drops by ponk #kristen mumza #Skeppy #Dream XD #George HD #adding tags for human XD and HD #Xendyl #Hendyl #they are technically OCs but ok #dream #georgenotfound #DSMP superhero au #Angel of Death Origins #Ravio’s WIPs

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ruffboijuliaburnsides · 2 years

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Oh that superhero au sounds FUN.

Right? Probably it would predictably be Tommy-centric, but like. With Tommy as a kid who was NOT a hero before all this, but would be a key component of however it is they take the bad guys down, MAKING him a hero in the process, y'know?

#writing about my writing #dsmp superhero au

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paperlicense687 · 2 years

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The vigilante bench trio au rambling continues.

Tubbo has scars from- an undecided person. The rest of sbi are heroes and some of the top heroes at that, they also hate vigilantes- except techno cause he is cool. Most vigilantes are vigilantes because trying to become a hero is expensive and hard, that’s also why most turn into villains because they are already being treated like villains soo might as well become one.

Only a rare few vigilantes have become heroes and only because they had exceptional powers and/or abilities and were offered a deal by heroes and higher ups. Puffy is a hero who made one of these deals with a vigilante (can you guess who?) and Philza is also capable of doing that but he hasn’t before, maybe he’ll try and make a deal with the trio? Idk yet. Wilbur is Phil’s son and techno is just his long time friend. Might change it Idk

Philza is an avian/elytrian hybrid, so he can fly with his big black wings and can grab things using his talons- he has bird feet and talons, his hands are also quite tuff with strong nails. He has weaker bones like a bird but is more agile and quick, he also has slightly better sight but a worse sense of smell. His power makes it so he can see heat signatures from a medium sized distance. The downsides being that his vision will temporarily get super fuzzy or blurry if he over uses it.

Techno is a boar/piglin hybrid, he loves gold, is talented with all weapons, has tuff skin and a big build. His bottom canines are a bit bigger almost like tusks giving him a more intimidating appearance, his ears are a bit bigger and sharper for slightly better hearing. He also has the power of regeneration and slight fire resistance. He’s basically a tank. The downsides are that he’s slightly slower and while he can regenerate it takes a lot of energy to and gives his a headache or body aches.

Wilbur is a human and did not inherit his fathers physical avian/elytrian traits, but he is more agile and quick on his feet with strong nails. He does have slightly weaker bones though stronger than his father. His powers allow him to create small illusions from his own imagination or from the person he’s influencing’s mind, he can also influence or manipulate people as well as go mostly invisible. The downsides are that he can see the illusions he casts and sometimes see the horrors of others minds, he also gets bad headaches and body aches from over using his powers.

Also I forgot to give the bench trio downsides to their powers soo. Tommy have weaker bones because birb, if he creates more fire then he can handle it can overwhelm him and spread out of control. Burning himself, those around him and anything flammable. Or if he uses it too much he just gets lightheaded.

Tubbo’s powers are more of passive ability so the only downside is that fire is extremely dangerous for him and he only has slight fire resistance.

Ranboo gets dizzy and/or disoriented if he teleports too much too quickly and can forget why he was there or what he was doing, he can only teleport to places he knows. If he goes rage mode (aka momma bear mode) he can not be easily calmed down and he will attack anything he deems a threat to his family.

Well that was a long list of things :/

Any hero name ideas?

#dsmp vigilante au #dsmp superhero au #dsmp #mcyt #tubbo mcyt #philza mcyt #technoblade mcyt #wilbur mcyt #dsmp au #my first au #I think I have to much time on my hands lol #idk hero name’s soo any ideas?#tommyinit mcyt #ranboo mcyt

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dontcryminecraft · 2 years

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Tommyinnit is Spiderman in any mcu-based superhero au, but I'd like to add him as The Flash in any DC-based superhero au.

#combining my two fav interests dont mind me #i just think he and wally west connect #so flash or kid flash #ahyes an original post #tommyinnit #dsmp #dsmp superhero au #marvel au #dc au

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lildevyl · 2 years

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Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic Chapter 8: Michael’s Birthday

Summary: The Bench Trio celebrate Michael’s Birthday!

A/N: So some fluff here! Also this chapter does have some background with Wilbur and Techno. Their backgrounds were inspired by Tommy's Ultra-Important Keychain by SeriouslyCalamitous

Also will tag the chapters with Trigger Warnings. Just to be safe.

HAPPY WRITING!

TW: Mention of Past Child Abuse, Mention of Past Child Neglect, Mention/Implied Past Mugging.

(Bad’s Café)

Tommy couldn’t keep the grin that was plastered on his face off. He was excited about today! It was Michael’s Birthday today and the little trouble maker was turning eleven today. Tommy was at Bad’s Café picking up the two dozen muffins that Bad insisted on giving Tommy to take to the party.

“Tell little trouble maker Muffin Head, Happy Birthday for me!”

“Will do Bad!”

“Tommy!” Wilbur called out as he walked into the Café.

“Wilbur! How are you doing?” Tommy asked.

“I’m doing good. I came by to see if you were working today. I’m guessing that you’re not working today though.” Wilbur gestured to the muffins in Tommy’s hand. Then he noticed a present as well. “What’s the special occasion?”

“Huh, oh! It’s Michael’s birthday today!” Tommy answered. “Michael’s a kid that I sometimes watch on the side for Ms. Pinkett.”

“That’s cool. Give me a minute and I’ll walk with you,” Wilbur offered.

Tommy was about to protest, but Wilbur had already ordered his coffee to go and paid for it. A few minutes later, Wilbur was right by Tommy’s side and gestured for them to get going.

“So, how did you become a part time babysitter for Michael?” Wilbur asked with a teasing tone and soft smile.

“Ms. Pinkett used to be my Foster Parent before me and my roommates got out of the system. She was one of the “Good Ones” I guess you can say. The Foster System sent us to a Group Home for us “Problem Kids.” It actually turned out to be a good thing though. She really helped out a lot. But we just . . . couldn’t stay. She understood and even helped us get out.”

Tommy went quiet as memories came back. Ms. Pinkett was literally one of the “Good Ones” in the Foster System. Years of going from home to home, so many rules broken and too many lies being told to him time and time again. It got to the point that Tommy literally thought that there was something wrong with him for why no one wanted him. So many different homes, schools, and a Social Worker who literally just seemed like they were too tired to care. Yeah, Tommy couldn’t have been more grateful for Ms. Pinkett!

But when the “Incident” as Tommy refers to it happened. It was when Tommy was younger and was very naïve of the world. Seeing someone slumped over bleeding in an alleyway on his way from school one day. Tommy, not even thinking about it, went over to the stranger and healed him. Some time later, Tommy nearly got kidnapped because of his healing powers.

Tommy couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if Ms. Pinkett hadn’t come barreling down the street and got them to her brother’s house! She was so furious with the Police when they just wrote it off as a “Prank.” It was at that point that Ms. Pinkett had helped teach Tommy about his powers and the dangers of having said powers.

Tommy looked over at Wilbur when he came back to reality from Memory Lane. He was expecting the “Pity Looks” and the “Sympathetic Frown” because that’s what Tommy mostly got from people when they learned that he was a Foster Child. Every now and then you come across the “Good Samaritans” that literally only saw you as a gig for their blog or a “Charity Case” Opportunity to get brownie points from their viewers.

Tommy, already mentally preparing himself for the “I’m sorry to hear that Toms.” But when Tommy looked over at Wilbur, he was surprised. None of that came, as a matter of fact, Wilbur, himself looked so deep in thought, like he went down Memory Lane as well.

“Kinda sounds like me and Tech before Phil adopted us.” Wilbur said after a few minutes of silence. Tommy’s jaw hit the floor. Wilbur? Wilbur and Techno were in the Foster System?

“Phil was a Foster Parent for a while before his wife died. Techno was placed with Phil because, well, he was a “Problem Child” and no one wanted to deal with a Piglin Brute Hybrid. I came along a little later. Phil found me on the streets after I ran away from home.”

“Why did you run away from home? Was it that bad?” Tommy asked. Tommy just couldn’t fathom why you would run away from having parents, a home, people who cared about you?

“Yeah it was. My parents only really cared about their reputation, what others might think of them. It was all about money and their perfect image and if you didn’t fit into that perfect image. Then they just tried to sweep it under the rug or tried to fix it. When I came into my Hybrid features, they literally tried to get me to hide it or suppress it. They couldn’t stand having a *cough* Mer Hybrid as a son. I ran away when I was about ten? Eleven? I think? Phil found me six months later and took me in. A few years later Phil officially adopted us.”

Tommy couldn’t help the stab of jealousy that shot through his chest. That was every Foster Kids’ dream. To finally find a family that will love you because of all of your flaws and not expect a perfect child to be molded into. But he also felt a bit of sympathy for Wilbur. He couldn’t imagine what it must be like to have parents that cared more about money and what people thought about them than their own child?

“I had to officially and legally disown my own parents. One so Phil could adopt me and two because the last thing I wanted was to have my parents see that I ‘made it’ and then decide they want their son back.” Wilbur explained.

Tommy nodded in understanding. He heard and read countless stories of families neglecting and/or abandoning family members. Only to come back in their lives full of empty promises and praises all because their kid had “made it big.”

“I work for Phil and he owns a Studio Company. I’m in charge of the Music Department. Techno’s the Social Media Manager. Phil’s in charge of looking over everything. We have other people that help out as well. I’m also trying to get my own music out there.”

“Wait, do you sing, Wilbur?”

Wilbur started to flush at that. “I tinker around. I play guitar and I sing. I write my own songs as well.”

“You’re going to have to show me sometime.” Tommy smiled imagining what Wilbur’s singing voice would sound like.

“Sure, you can stop by my place sometime and I’ll sing for you! Also, I think we’re near where you live.” Wilbur gestured to Tommy’s apartment complex.

“Yep, we’re here.” Tommy turned to the rundown, and crumbling building in front of them.

Wilbur made a face at the state of Tommy’s apartment complex and the cracking concrete steps. But didn’t say anything about it. Tommy was truly grateful for that. Tommy knew that their living conditions weren’t ideal and it would be nice to live in a place where the carpets weren’t stained with something that suspiciously looks like mold or blood. Or to have vents that didn’t have a strange smell to it. Or to have a building that didn’t have a fresh coat of paint to cover up some kind of “Crime Scene.”

But unfortunately, they can’t. At least not yet. Ranboo should be getting a raise here soon and he is without a doubt one the best and youngest Assistant Managers the Pet Store ever has! And if Tubbo got accepted into one of L’Manburg’s Tech Schools. Then there was a sure chance that Tubbo could get a really decent paying job. Tommy’s content at working at Bad’s. Tommy really didn’t have any future plans for himself other than getting the hell out of the Foster System and try to forget about that day.

“I’ll see you later Tommy?” Wilbur asked, bringing Tommy out of his tumbling thoughts.

“Yeah, Wil. I’ll see you tomorrow at the Café!” Tommy called after his friend and headed up the steps and towards the elevator to his and his friends apartment.

(Ms. Pinkett’s House)

One bus ride and a five block walk later, Tommy, Ranboo and Tubbo arrive at the party a little bit late but not by much.

“Tommy! Ranboo! Tubbo! It’s so good to see you guys!” Ms. Pinkett gives each of them a side hug and beaming smile. “Thanks for coming guys! Michael’s been super excited to see you!”

“We’re doing good Ms. Pinkett and thanks for inviting us!” Tommy said.

“Tommy for the last time, it’s Scarlet! I might not be your Foster Parent anymore but you still babysit -”

“I’m not a baby, Mom! I don’t need a sitter!”

“But you still ‘supervise’ Michael and his friends from time to time.” Ms. Pinkett - Scarlet said.

Tommy used to babysit Michael when the three of them lived together. When Tommy, Ranboo and Tubbo managed to get out of the Foster System and get their own place. Tommy still “Supervised” Michael and his friends from time to time for Scarlet. After what almost happened to Tommy and Scarlet nearly getting mugged herself. Scarlet literally has been asking Tommy when she was unable to get home in time to watch her son for her. It’s usually only a few hours. And it never really interfered with Tommy’s schedule at Bad’s. Scarlet couldn’t have been more grateful for Tommy’s help and offered to pay him for when he “Supervised.”

The trio walked into Scarlet’s one story house and placed the presents on the dining table and headed into the living room. Tommy instantly recognized Ant (Antonio), an Ant Hybrid and Shroud, a Spider Hybrid, two of Michael’s best friends that he had known since Kindergarten. Tommy also recognized a few other people that Scarlet works with at the Starlight Plaza and their kids. And Tommy of course recognized Karen and her two trouble-making kids. Luckily, for everyone else, there were plenty of adult chaperons to make sure that Karen’s entitled kids don’t cause a scene.

The party was in full swing, with plenty of games, food, cutting the cake and serving ice cream. Michael sat down on the couch opening up his presents and thanking everyone. Michael got a few new board games that Tommy had feeling would be played by Michael and his two friends the minute the party was done. A couple of stuffed animals that he really enjoyed (Michael loved the chicken plushy that Tommy made him). He also enjoyed the Heroes vs Villains video game that Tubbo got him. Ranboo got him a gold plated hair clip for when he wants to braid his hair.

Unfortunately, the trio couldn’t stay for long because they had to make sure that they made it to the bus stop in time. After giving Michael a final hug and promise to stop by some time, the trio headed. That early evening, Tommy, Ranboo and Tubbo, rode the bus home with laughter in their ears and smiles on their faces.

Little did they know their world would come crashing down around them.

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Characters:

Siren -Wilbur

Erinyes - Techno

Orcus -Phil

Theseus - Tommy

Nuke - Tubbo

Ender - Ranboo

Michael the Piglin - Is a Hybrid in this story might actually be a little more in the story. IDK yet!

Tagging: @weirdmixofweirdness, @tracobuttons, @nightfuryobsessed, @iamliteraltrash1, @luna-moonblood, @ashedflower, @a-humble-narcissus

Previous Chapters:

Chapter One: Head Injury Link Here

Chapter Two: Nuke and Ender Link Here

Chapter Three: Some New Faces Link Here

Chapter Four: New Places Link Here

Chapter Five: Unexpected Visitors Link Here

Chapter Six: Getting Help Link Here

Chapter Seven: Group Home Link Here

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