(A paragraph for something im entering)
Technoblade never liked Tommy. But he never hated Tommy. Or, never hated Tommy till now. He felt betrayed, tricked. Even after giving him and his friends gear, he still betrayed him. His cold glare studied Tommy, and to Tommy, every second felt like an hour. Tommy's icy stare slid off Techno, as he repositioned the skulls in his hands. 'Don't do it Techno.' It echoed across the quietness, and Tommy flinched as Techno's glare returned. 'Give me a reason, one reason. And this all blows up.'
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Short Stories
FanfictionA few short stories, mostly based on the Dream SMP or stories where i get perms to write a paragraph. - - boop - - 'ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ, ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ʙʟᴏᴡꜱ ᴜᴘ.' - ʜᴇʟᴘ. ʜᴇʟᴘ. ʜᴇʟᴘ. - ꜱᴛᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ʀᴇᴅ - ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ - ꜱᴏꜰɪᴀ - ᴛɪᴄᴋ. ᴛᴏᴄᴋ.
