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  1. Public Bookmark 52

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    Tommy is desperate for training after his disastrous duel with Dream.

    And, well, Technoblade is on the server now.

     

    AKA the Rocky Training Montage fic

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    18 Jan 2021

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    There are so many stars, he thinks. Each one must be hundreds of millions of blocks away, beyond any human's reach.

    He wonders if they're lonely up there, separated from each other by an unspeakably giant empty space.

    (He doesn't notice he's crying until the water hits his hand.)

     

    Or: Tommy doesn't cope well with his exile.

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  3. Public Bookmark 37

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    tommy has wings, until he doesn't anymore.
    or, the tommyinnit icarus au.

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    18 Jan 2021

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    “You’re awake?”

    Tommy can’t talk. His throat hurts too badly, and he doesn’t know what it would even sound like if he tried. But he manages a tiny nod. Even that makes his temples throb.

    “That’s good,” The hand on his shoulder slides up, running through his slightly damp hair. “I’ll get you some potions and food in a minute. How are you feelin’?”

    It clicks into place with sharp clarity; that’s Technoblade.

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    17 Jan 2021

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    As the afternoon begins to drag to evening, the sky darkening, he goes home. The temperature is dropping sharply without the sunlight, so he hurries as quickly as he can through snow and trees.

    And that's when he sees the first sign of something wrong; new footsteps. Stamped into the snow outside his house.

    His blood goes cold in a way completely unrelated to the later hours.

    // Or, i got hyperfocused on this fic and wrote until 4am.

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