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I've Been Scared of Sleeping With the Lights Off by odymcbea
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game)
19 Aug 2022
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“I’m not going to hurt you,” Technoblade said adamantly.
“Dream, I need Dream.” Tommy sounded desperate, his eyes darting across the beach as if searching for his porcelain savior.
Technoblade's pointed ears pricked up at that and his instincts buzzed angrily up his spine. Even the idea that Dream had somehow roped Tommy into a dependence on him was enough to make Technoblade want to break every bone in the fucker’s body.
“You don’t need him,” Technoblade insisted. “Come on, Tommy. Let me take you home.”
“I don’t have a home,” Tommy whispered, and the tremble of his voice broke something in Technoblade’s stone heart.
“Yes, you do,” he said, as steadily as he could with what might as well have been an arrow lodged in his chest. “You have one with me. That will never change.”
Tommy bit his lip. His ears were quivering slightly, his tail swishing against the sand in a gesture of uncertainty.
“Please, Tommy.” Technoblade softened his voice, the way he used to when Tommy was just a kit in his scrawny, teenage arms.
Or, yet another Exile!AU.
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Tommy was many things: feared, free, powerful… but he wasn’t proud.
He wasn’t proud of the title he had or the name they’d called him, honestly he didn’t think he deserved it. Tommy never had an evil plan, or a secret lair, or any of the cool things villains had. All he had was a shitty apartment and the clothes on his back, and a desire for more.
He couldn’t be a civilian, and he certainly wouldn’t be a hero, so he did what he had to do.
At fifteen years old, Red Death killed the top heroes in L’Manburg, and Tommy became a villain.
Or: Two years ago, the top heroes of L'Manberg were killed by Red Death. Now, ex-villain Tommy tries to juggle the fallout while also forging new relationships, some of which may be more complicated than they seem.
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“If you tell me what I need to know, then I won't hurt you."
“Okay, what do you wanna know?” Tommy pointlessly asks, because he doesn’t know anything. He doesn’t even know the answers to his biology homework (which he won’t be finishing in time now, sorry Dad ).
The Angel shakes his head. “T- The kid doesn’t know anything,” he says, and it almost sounds like a plea. “I swear.”
“Tommy,” the man prompts again, “Tell me the identities of The Syndicate, then you're free to go."
Tommy freezes.
“I’m sorry?” He sputters.
“He doesn’t know!” Siren shouts.
“Do you seriously expect me to believe that?!"
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or, Tommy gets kidnapped by people who want to know the identities of The Syndicate. Only problem is, he has no idea, and is starting to worry that Wilbur, Techno, and Phil will be wondering where he is by now.
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- Part 4 of cy's MCC event fics
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