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I had an idea for a project hail Mary piece.
I saw someone draw ryland in the position of Mary, and so I thought about drawing ryland as Jesus and Stratt as Judas. Whether I'll ever finish this and digitalize it is one thing. But for now, it's just gonna stay as this rough sketch
Alright, I caved. I really want to finish it soon, but my schedule is a bit crowded from work, so it'll probably take a good minute before it's done š
I had an idea for a project hail Mary piece.
I saw someone draw ryland in the position of Mary, and so I thought about drawing ryland as Jesus and Stratt as Judas. Whether I'll ever finish this and digitalize it is one thing. But for now, it's just gonna stay as this rough sketch
Religious cult Au
Where tommy was born and raised in a cult, he grew up believing in their indoctrination faithfully, he followed the rules set out for the followers, endured the punishments handed out to those led astray, and eventually, he took pride in being chosen to become the new god of the cult for his loyalty and submission.
He was dragged to the alter, wearing the finest fabrics they had to offer, exuding an air of divinity. As he stepped onto the podium, the bloodied corpses lying around the center did not phase him, he simply took it as something that had to be done, it was fate, in a way.
Once laid upon the podium, the head of the commune swiftly took a knife to his heart, ensuring the blade pierced flesh and hit arteries. As Tommy bled out, he finally heard the whispers of chanting, and after that, the sound of bells chiming, slowly growing louder. His body ran hot, then cold, then hot again, an endless cycle.
And before he knew it, there was nothing, the only thing surrounding him was darkness, and in an instant, there was everything.
In seconds time, he saw the beginning of the universe and he saw the end of it, he became aware of the threads tying people together, the paths leading everyone to their eventual death. And in the sea of paths, he found his own.
He began walking down it, his body moving on its own accord, the path was endless but also short. And once he reached the end, he saw nothing, and everything. In this moment he knew that he had lost his mortality, that he had gone off the path that was originally created just for him. He was now something more than human.
And as soon as the realization dawned on him, his eyes flew open. He sat up on the podium, the sky now in dawn as opposed to the afternoon he saw last. He looked around, and everyone was kneeling before him.
He was a god. He was holy and power incarnated. He was everything and nothing.
But he wasn't real.
Time passed, and it took little effort for Tommy to adjust to his new godhood. Although, because of it, he now knew all the truths of the world, he saw into the deepest parts of his followers. And he was able to see the rot on those seated stop the hierarchy. It was easy to get rid of them, he didn't need followers who had intended to use him for their own gains.
He set forth a new era in his religion, his followers were devout.
But in spite of this, he could never be on the same level as the God's. He was artificial, he could hear them, he could talk to them, he could even see them, but he could never sit at their table. He wasn't authentic, not yet at least, there was still something inside of him that left him tainted.
But regardless, he slowly integrated himself, similarly to how an invasive species, if left alone long enough, will erase the time where they were believed to not belong in the environment.
He had heard of Philza and Technoblade, an angel of death and the favored mortal of blood. They did not compare to him, though, they were holy beings, he was divinity itself.
But, despite his godhood, imagine his surprise when the two stumbled into his home, imagine his surprise when they began treating him like a child, as opposed to something to be revered and hailed.
Imagine his surprise when he began to enjoy the treatment.
Who knows, maybe they can help him truly become one of the gods. Maybe they can fix what he's missing. Maybe they can show him how to be more than what he was engineered to be.
Modern sbi au where tommy is the product of a forbidden relationship between Kristen, who is the daughter of a very affluent family, and Phil who is considered low class in the eyes of her parents.
She keeps it from him, not wanting him to put his life on hold for her considering her family has been nothing short of cruel to him. After finding out she is keeping the baby, her family basically disowns her and she is forced to work multiple minimum wage jobs while also preparing for a newborn to enter her life.
Time skip to the present where Phil is a very well known company owner, he finished his education and started a business, slowly gaining not only the profits, but the fame of someone who would make Kristins family feel low class.
He adopts twins Wilbur and Technoblade, wanting to start a family, but still being hung up over Kristin. In comes Tommy knocking on his door one day demanding he sign emancipation papers as he had grown tired of the foster system. He informs Phil who is mother is and what his relationship is to Phil.
It turns out that after having Tommy, Kristin was later diagnosed with a terminal illness, passing when Tommy is 12, in Tommy's eyes, his mom was his whole world, the only person who understood him and cared for him. She told him stories about her love for Phil so he grew up admiring him, but as he reached his teen years, he slowly began to resent him, believing that he left his mom and didn't look back when she was constantly praising him and remembering him fondly.
Phil, rightfully surprised to discover he had a child he had not known about, belonging to the woman he had loved with all his being, who has subsequently passed, decides that he cannot let Tommy enter the world alone without any guidance tells him he will adopt him, he may not be on the birth certificate, but he is his rightful parent. Cue skirmishes between Phil wanting to claim Tommy as his family and Kristins family who wants to raise Tommy into someone that fits their idea of what a child should be, insecurity within a family between both biological and adopted children, angst, and eventually found family with healing and remembrance.
The idea that inspired this au-
Phil was pacing the foyer, his worry and anxiety evident with every step, the twins standing off to the side unsure of what to do.
The door suddenly opens, revealing Tommy, his hair soaked from the pouring rain outside, his clothes sticking to his skin, his eyes slowly moving up, confusion evident on his face, he slowly removes his earbuds looking between Phil and the twins, "what's up with you guys?"
"Do you know what time it is?" Phil asks instantly."
"Looks like someone's going through the rebellious phase", Wilbur whispers to Techno, causing the latter to snort.
"I don't know...like, 6?"
"It's 8:30 at night" Phil says exasperated.
"okay..sorry?" Tommy replies, confused.
"Sorry? Sorry? You were supposed to be here 3 hours ago, and you didn't even call, and sorrys all you have to say?" Phil says, his tone slowly getting louder.
"okay, so I'm a couple hours late, what's the issue?"
Phil opens his mouth and closes it instantly, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tilts his head up, a sigh being let out.
"the issue is that we had no idea where you were for hours"
"okay, well I'm sorry I didn't call to let you know I was gonna be late, but I assumed it was fine." Tommy says, his tone slowly getting defensive.
"in what universe would it be fine to be hours late with no call?"
"yeah, Tommy, in what universe." Wilbur mimics, his tone mocking.
Tommy begins to feel a complicated emotion, he can't exactly describe it, but if he were to try, it would be a mixture of annoyance and anger, he isn't sure what the exact word for it is, but as of right now, that's the least of his concerns.
"Well maybe if you read the reminders I wrote down for you, you wouldn't have had to worry" Tommy snaps, his patience reaching its end.
"what reminder could you have possibly written that makes what you did okay?" Phil asks incredulously.
"do you know what today even is?" Tommy asks, his eyes growing wet.
"what? No I don't, but I don't see how that's import-"
"Today is mother's day" Tommy says, cutting Phil off.
His eyes widen slightly, a moment of shock flashing across his face before being replaced by confusion, "Okay, but that doesn't explain where on earth you could have possibly been this entire time" he says.
Tommy furrows his brow, tears filling his eyes.
"I was at the cemetery!" Tommy yells.
Phil's mouth instantly shuts as it dawns on him how he's messed up, but Phil having ko experience with a young teenager dealing with the loss of his mother, keeps going.
"okay, I apologize for snapping at you, but next time, why don't we all go together-" Phil's tries to say.
"No!" Tommy yells.
"why not? It's not that big of a deal" Wilbur says, annoyance evident.
Tommy whips his head to Wilbur, "It is a big deal, okay? I don't want you guys there because she wants your mom, she was mine!" Tommy yells, his tears starting to fall.
"why should I have to share with you? You didn't know her, you didn't care about her, she was my mom!" He shouts, his breathing growing quick.
"you didn't lose her, I did!"
-and that's as far as I got
Modern sbi au where tommy is the product of a forbidden relationship between Kristen, who is the daughter of a very affluent family, and Phil who is considered low class in the eyes of her parents.
She keeps it from him, not wanting him to put his life on hold for her considering her family has been nothing short of cruel to him. After finding out she is keeping the baby, her family basically disowns her and she is forced to work multiple minimum wage jobs while also preparing for a newborn to enter her life.
Time skip to the present where Phil is a very well known company owner, he finished his education and started a business, slowly gaining not only the profits, but the fame of someone who would make Kristins family feel low class.
He adopts twins Wilbur and Technoblade, wanting to start a family, but still being hung up over Kristin. In comes Tommy knocking on his door one day demanding he sign emancipation papers as he had grown tired of the foster system. He informs Phil who is mother is and what his relationship is to Phil.
It turns out that after having Tommy, Kristin was later diagnosed with a terminal illness, passing when Tommy is 12, in Tommy's eyes, his mom was his whole world, the only person who understood him and cared for him. She told him stories about her love for Phil so he grew up admiring him, but as he reached his teen years, he slowly began to resent him, believing that he left his mom and didn't look back when she was constantly praising him and remembering him fondly.
Phil, rightfully surprised to discover he had a child he had not known about, belonging to the woman he had loved with all his being, who has subsequently passed, decides that he cannot let Tommy enter the world alone without any guidance tells him he will adopt him, he may not be on the birth certificate, but he is his rightful parent. Cue skirmishes between Phil wanting to claim Tommy as his family and Kristins family who wants to raise Tommy into someone that fits their idea of what a child should be, insecurity within a family between both biological and adopted children, angst, and eventually found family with healing and remembrance.
Anyways, here's the synopsis for my dispatch self insert :p
Basically, she can drastically change the percentage of something happening. And when she does, it becomes a natural/scientific fact, and so the world has to correct itself in order to allow for it to be so.
But there are some drawbacks.
She has to speak it aloud (she has to speak it into existence)
She wouldn't be able to cheat on tests because she would have to say what she wants out loud
She cannot change what has already been decided.
Basically, if she sees a child who has brown hair, she cannot say "there's a one hundred percent chance he's going to be blond" because nature itself has already decided his hair color based on the genes that have persevered throughout his family's lineage. She can only change what actually has a possibility of being what she is trying to will it to be.
She has to perfectly envision the outcome she desires
It doesn't matter how she goes about doing it. She can say "something is going to distract that person, giving me the chance to trip them" and then she has to perfectly envision the moment of them being distracted right before she trips them, she doesn't have to specify what it is that distracts them, just the outcome.
She cannot change nature itself
Similar to the second explanation, but if she tries to change a major aspect of nature, say, the color of the sky, the universe will punish her in response. Because trying to change nature itself is outside of the limitations it has set for people, and because of that, her trying to change it is seen as an offense not only to nature, but to the universe itself.
She is not a hero/villain/vigilante, she lives as a regular civilian because she doesn't like the responsibility that comes with those positions.
Also, she's dating waterboy :p, cause, I want that noodle man and that's all there is to it.
I already have the backstory for how they met, started dating, and how the Z-Team reacts to her being with the designated "weirdo who's a good person"
I am cringe, but I am free
I was thinking about it, and imagine a hypothetical situation where a device that controls Waterboy's moisture problem. Basically, in my mind, it injects into the veins on his wrist and sort of acts as a form of isolation for the water, so instead of being mass produced by his pores, the water is being mass produced but is being guided in a single path. The way I'm envisioning it is basically really similar to tom Hollands spidermans web shooter. The only problem would be that waterboy would need to use his powers more, or risk the water basically backing up within his body and drowning him. I feel like, due to the smaller area and abundance of water, the pressure would increase, making it easier to use his streams as power washers. This gets rid of the "sweating" problem, and makes room for him to gradually learn more water control
This is just an idea I had
Edit: so I read that he can't ALWAYS control it from being produced, so does that mean, in this hypothetical, he'd be able to redirect it? His power is water manipulation, so with enough endurance/mental training, he'd be able to stop the water from pouring out all over his body, but instead poring out from a specific area. He's not expected to STOP the water from being mass produced, so, hypothetically, it should be significantly easier for him to master, right?
Hero au where Tommy works with the heroes as a healer, golden threads he can emit from his hands that can be used to stitch and correct any injuries or wounds, they glow a gold color that fills people to the brim with life, easing their fatigue and pain.
Tommy is given a saintly image when presenting himself to the public, if only to boost the hero towers reputation.
Donning white apparel to further his image
One the other hand, when he isn't at the hero towers, he acts as a vigilante, using his threads to manipulate and control people, if using enough energy, he can render them completely depleted of their life force, making him a very dangerous threat, while also gaining a reputation with the public as he isn't afraid to kill on order to save others, unlike the heroes.
The heros are always sent out to capture him, always barley managing to make it back alive because his threads are to quick, and before they know it, they're slowly dying with no way of escape.
That's when SBI is sent out for him, along the way, the three heroes find themselves rather endeared to the vigilante, similarly, Tommy finds himself longing for the three when he's a hero, which, to others, wouldn't make sense, because as a hero, Tommy has had no reason to associate with the three.
Child emperor c!Tommy with Techno, Wilbur, and Philza as his advisors.
Tommy was crowned emperor as the only child of the late emperor and empress, both people who were quick to spoil the only prince of their empire, even going so far as to assign the most skilled knight, most wise advisor, and most knowledgeable instructor in hopes of preparing him for his reign which they assumed would happen far into the future.
Unfortunately, they were met with a sudden death at the hands of assassins, leaving a ten year old child, who had never known strife, on the throne.
He was a child through and through, wasting no time nor expense to get what it was he wanted, even if it meant taking from the loyal citizens.
Unfortunately for the people, the three men around him could only bend to his demands, one part guilt for the death of his parents and early enthronement and one part fondness for the boy they've watched grow. They stood by his side through every selfish act, every word laced with greed, and every thought fueled by childish desire.
They found it hard to say no to him, with his big blue eyes, his rosy cheeks coated with baby fat, and his strikingly blond hair (a symbol of the royal family).
Of course, there came a day where the people had had enough. So much so, that they sought the most wise people in the empire to aid them in a revolt. The grief stricken people voiced their qualms to the advisor, the neglected soldiers complain to the knight, and the scholars complain to the tutor.
Despite their wishes, they know a coup is bound to happen, and even if they try to stop it now, the people will only try again.
And in their minds, the life of the boy they've grown to cherished, if it's going to be taken regardless, should be taken by people who have loved him even in his worst.
They take the forefront of the coup, sneaking passes everyone in order to be the first ones to make it to the throne room, where they find the child emperor on the throne, crown on his head, shining brighter than they ever knew possible....and he's wearing a sad smile on his face.
The stare at one another for a what feels like an eternity before the boy-their boy, speaks up.
"Times finally come, hasn't it?" He asks, as if he's expected this the whole time, as if he knew the type of anguish the end of this day would bring.
"I'm glad it's you three at least...you lot always did your best to take care of me."
"what-" Wilbur begins, before he's interrupted.
"I'm sorry" Tommy quickly says.
"I know I should have been better...I should have never believed what he told me. And...I'm glad his control over me will finally come to an end and the people can finally be free from my reign."
The three men stand in the center of the room, wondering what their boy means, wondering which god forsaken scoundrel could have possibly snuck past their watchful eyes and uttered whatever it is that haunts their golden boy like this.
But before they could ask, they hear the sound of footsteps, hundreds of them.
"The people are coming, boys. Give them something to celebrate." Tommy says, a smile on his face, as if what he's telling them to do is something as easy as throwing a party, as if what he's telling them to do isn't the equivalent of plunging a sword through their chest.
Techno walks closer, his hands shaking in a way they never have, even throughout all the battles he's endured, for once, Wilbur has no remark to make, his silence an unpleasant surprise, and finally, Phil has no solution to offer, a first for a world-class scholar.
Techno looks down at the child-practically a baby in his eyes, and he's hit with memories of a young Tommy running through the grand hallways of the palace-and...and he hesitates, he can't possibly bring himself to kill the young emperor.
Sensing the turmoil raging within, Tommy grabs a hold of Techno's hand, guiding it to point the sword directly at Tommy's own neck.
He swallows the bike building up, mustering the courage to speak
"you should do this quickly..be ause if you don't, they'll stop at nothing to finish the job themselves." He says quietly, in response, Techno's grip on the hilt of his sword tightens, and I'm seconds, it's blade has found its place nestled right in Tommy's heart.
The blond gasps, his laboured breathing slowly-painstakingly slowly, turn into gargles as he begins choking on his own blood, the color slowly draining from his face.
And all Techno can do is watch, because if he has the audacity to kill his liege, the person who he has sworn utter loyalty t, then he needs to have the respect to look into Tommy's eyes as the light begins to leave them, this is the only way he knows how to pay his respects for a life taken.
And soon, the boy has died, as if he was never alive to begin with.
And quiet falls upon the room, the three men not having the will to break it.
And suddenly, Wilbur falls to his knees, slowly bringing his hands to his face as he sobs, Techno, not having the words to comfort simply looks away, giving what privacy he can, and Phil remains silent, the only evidence of emotion is grief slowly leaving his eyes dull.
They stay this way for a while, before they suddenly hear the footsteps from earlier picking up volume.
And suddenly...
They are filled with rage.
They understand the people were suffering, but in their eyes, they wouldn't think twice if they had to sacrifice the entire empire of it meant their boy could live happily.
Only one of them may make a loving off of welding a sword, but that does not mean the others don't know how to slaughter.
What is the point of the empire continuing if they're only reason for existing is dead?
Once night falls, the throne room is reminiscent of a battle field, corpses lay scattered, while Tommy, being eliminated by moonlight, glows almost similarly to how he once used to.
As the moon rises higher the three of them wish for the same thing.
They wish for another opportunity to save the boy from whatever or whoever it was that was tormenting them so, and as they stay seated on the ground, the huddle against one another in hopes of comfort, and slowly begin drifting off to sleep, a sleep they know they don't deserve, but seek out nonetheless.
Their eyes close and darkness consumes them.
One by one, they are awoken to the sunlight blaring in their eyes, the stuff ground beneath them now feeling like soft mattresses. Startled awake by the sudden softness, they look around only to find themselves in what was once their rooms, no sight of the other two to be seen.
Rushing out of their rooms, they make their way to the throne room, meeting up with one another in the process, barging through the doors, instead of the corpse of their emperor sitting on the throne, they're met with the sight of Tommy comfortably sitting on the throne, looking down at them sternly before recognizing them and breaking into a smile.
"I was wondering where you guys had gone!" Tommy exclaims, hopping off the throne and running for them, his arms opening up for a hug.
They look at each other in confusion, unsure of what is going on.
How could the child who had been dead mere hours before be alive and well, treating them as if they had never betrayed him?
Taking a closer look, Tommy looked...younger, he was already young to begin with, but this Tommy did not look the age of the Tommy who's corpse lay sitting on the throne only hours prior.
What is going on?
The problem with hyperfixating on a specific character is the fact that I get annoyed when I see other characters from the same media on my fyp/dashboard, this extends to fic writers I like writing about other characters from the same media. It is entirely unreasonable, but I just think people should pay more attention to my favorite character because they are the best thing to ever exist
I like to believe that after the prison arc, Tommy gets a lot more quiet-not quiet, muted. His smile is softer and it doesn't really reach his eyes the way it used to, his laugh is practically inaudible. He walks silently, deathly so, it's like the volume on his entire existence has been turned down to its lowest setting.
It goes unnoticed for the most part, until one day, Tubbo does something so incredibly ridiculous that Tommy can't help but burst out laughing. It's loud, a bit wheezy, and there are cracks in his voice, but it reminds Tubbo of the past.
And in that moment, Tubbo realizes that he hasn't heard Tommy's authentic and loud laugh in...such a long time. It's only then does it finally click that, despite how Tommy got back up after everything, how he kept on fighting despite what people said, despite how present Tommy was for him, Tubbo had lost the Tommy he had relied on, and he hadn't even noticed.
It felt like a punch to the gut, sure, Tubbo knew Tommy had to have gone through something during exile, both of them, and sure, he noticed that Tommy came back just...slightly off. But he never really noticed just how off Tommy was.
Tommy had always been a ray of light to...everyone really. But they never noticed how dim he had gotten until they were finally blessed with a shred of temporary light. Only when it faded and they found themselves in the muted colors did they realize how much they had missed the bright person Tommy once was.
And they can't help but wonder how different things might be if that has just protected the light they had, when they had the chance.
Nothing will be crazier than being a cinniter dsmp days with every cc and their mother making their life that "Ctommy is annoying and did a lot of bad and he's the same as cdream š!" And then 10000 meta analysis essays flooding the fandom of why they're right and why Tommy is really the cause of it all and then you have ctommy realistically having 2 sticks and a wooden sword to his name starving to death with 3 carrots wanting to kill himself every 4 seconds with cdream sending him exile mixtapes because he didn't want to be there anymore and then you havr cjack and cnikis hating ctommy nuance/character growth and arcs like you'll never be them I'm sorry. And you'll never convince me ctommy was the narrative villain and catalyst of chaos of it all for the rest of my liffeee
C!Tommy was the catalyst for hope and perseverance, he's the reason why people started caring enough about things and people to fight wars when they were threatened. C!DREAM IS THE REASON THOSE THINGS WERE THREATENED. He couldn't stand others flowing in a way he couldn't control. They could never understand Tommy the way I do
My magical boy Tommy is the type of guy to be given the chance to rewrite his story, to never become a magical boy and avoid all the isolation, anguish, and despair he endured, only to turn it down, because if being in pain means meeting the people he loves most in his life, then he's willing to throw himself into the fire and reduce himself to ashes.
He'd give his soul up if it meant being able to meet his people, because what's a little pain when you are destined to meet those who can heal you with just a hug?
Bro, imagine ghast!Tommy, he resides in the ribcage of his mother after she shed her last few years for him, to keep him hydrated, he's slowly dying, he can feel the heat drying his body to a crisp. But then, some traveler (could be Phil or Techno) finds him and takes pity on him. They take him back to their abode, before noticing the gills on the side of his neck, they place him in a tub of cool, refreshing water, and slowly, Tommy feels himself being revitalized.
I feel like ghast hybrids tend to grow rather large, so Tommy stays very, very small during his adolescent years, and then hits a major growth spurt during his teen years, towering over the people in his little family, even ranboo doesn't have anything on him.
Whoever took him in, would build a large pool just for Tommy, he may not necessarily need to be in the water to stay hydrated, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like the cool refreshed feeling he gets from it.
He also has a mean ass throw, and I mean it, his throwing strength is on another level. That doesn't mean he's very strong himself, but he can throw something pretty.
A doodle I did of Tommy from my magical boy au, he is not very pleased, as you can probably tell
Magical boy Tommy (who doesn't wanna be a magical boy) with drista as his little magical guardian that floats around him and grants him his powers. He hates his costume and he hates how everyone thinks his magical alter ego is childlike and naive.
Some points I've thought of for this au
ā¢his magical boy name is lover boy when he's younger, and he changed it to heart attack when he's older, doing an entire rebranding
ā¢his costume takes on a more vigilante look as opposed to the cute whimsical magical boy one he wore when he was younger
ā¢twins duo are magical boys too, but while they're older than Tommy, Tommy has far more field experience
ā¢i was thinking the magical "catchphrase" would be something like "I wish, I wish upon the brightest star, let the magic I wield reach hearts near and far" to match the heart motif I've got going on
ā¢ his attacks become a lot more violent and a lot less theatrical, this guy is not afraid to shank a bitch
ā¢he hates when people refer to him as his old alias
Magical boy Tommy (who doesn't wanna be a magical boy) with drista as his little magical guardian that floats around him and grants him his powers. He hates his costume and he hates how everyone thinks his magical alter ego is childlike and naive.
