SBI Fanfics of the Week (week 66)
Baby Steps by SilverWing15
3/3
“Don’t tell me you’re scared of your own prisoner,” the piglin says, and there’s a mocking laugh in his voice and Tommy hates it, hates it, hates it! The humans always laughed at him and said he was scared. He’s not scared!
“I’m not scared!” He yelps, glaring at the piglin from around the tree. He’s not scared, but he’s not stupid either.
The piglin stares at him, his eyes wide, his mouth open a little bit and it shows even more of his big teeth. Tommy goes back behind the tree.
“I’m not scared!” he says again, “so you better not laugh at me!”
“I--I’m sorry?” the piglin says, and he sounds weird, kind of high pitched. “Come back here.”
A month (or three) in the life of Tom Simons by Drhair76
2/?
"Come over," Wilbur says.
"Brighton nightlife is out on the prowl, Wilbur," Tommy points out. "They're gonna scoop me up and spit me out."
or, this is Tommy's life now - he, for one, adores it.
spilling out unnecessary secrets by plantform
1/1
Tommy’s keeping something from him, Wilbur knows. He knows because Tommy’s bad at lying in general, but especially to him—he is infinitely smug at the fact. So, Wilbur knows Tommy wants to tell him something—he even knows what that something is; Tommy’s going to America. For whatever reason, the boy hasn’t told him, and is now actively keeping it from him.
It only hurts because it seems like everyone knows except for Wilbur.
Or: Tommy's going to the U.S. and he hasn't told Wilbur.
Getting The Most Extensive Grounding Of Your Life The Day Of The Full Moon Is Not A Good Idea by WistfulWriter
2/?
Tommy Danger Careful Kraken Innit -ok, well, maybe that wasn't his legal name, but he didn't remember his birth family, and there was no way he was going to accept that Simons was the latter half of his legal name. No, no, he was much too cool for that.- had always considered himself to be a careful boy. I mean, he had been in the system since he could remember, and seeing as none of the homes he'd ever been in had discovered his secret, he felt he'd earned the title.
But back to the main point. Tommy Innit considered himself a very careful boy. Considered. Right now, he really. fucking. didn't. Because he fucked it up. So now, here he was, everyone scared fucking shitless, as he pressed himself as hard as he could into the recently shit-ily painted frosted emerald walls -the paint that he could still clearly see in Wilbur's hair no matter how many times he told him there was still more- with his tail tucked between his legs, ears pinned back, and going between whining in fear and discomfort, and growling and snapping at his- his fucking pack for the same fucking reasons.
So to anyone still confused, getting the most extensive grounding of your life the day of the full moon is not a good idea.
hold me like a fire (hold me like a river) by Anonymous
2/2
Wilbur would not let go of Phil’s hand. His sword hand, an angry and guilty part of his mind provided. The hand he'd slayed his son with now clutched within that very son's grip.
"Wil," Phil said, just wanting to break the silence. Wilbur didn't react, not a flicker of light in his eyes. "What can I do to help?"
He wasn't expecting an answer, but that didn't make the lack of one hurt any less. He put his fingers against his son's pulse point to feel the delicate flutter of Wil's heartbeat, anything to remind him that they were alive and together.
Or PTSD's a bitch, huh? Too bad all these fellows have that problem! They'll get each other through it.
my heart in your hands (and still i breathe) by rinredacted
1/1
"Fuck you,” Tommy all but cries out, chest exploding into fireworks of seething red. “Fuck you, Techno, you pretentious bitch, you fucking asshole. You come in here and— and start trying to tell me who I can and can’t be friends with? After fucking ignoring me for six months? You controlling fucking— I can talk to whoever I want!” A beat, a break, a bated breath. His voice does not waver. “And if it’s not you, that’s not my problem!”
It backfires.
or: Tommy and Techno have been talking less and less since Techno started college. In a subconscious attempt to fill the void, Tommy unwittingly makes good friends with one (1) Wilbur Soot— to which his actual brother does not take kindly.
