TommyInnit angst-shots

•Blind and Stubborn•

《So someone requested that I do a blind innit chapter! Thank you to the person above (@ MaceyAlbarian) for requesting it! I'm gonna post the next Mask chapter after this one, since there is so many of them. Enjoy♡》
TWs; explosions, blood, extreme scaring, basically sacrificing villagers》

•No POV

Tommy mined away at the stone in his path. He was trying to reach one of the new caves, one of the new 1.18 caves that is. He had no idea where he was, he might've been under Logsted, the ocean, L'manburg, nobody knows.

But what he did know is that he was close. He heard the popping of lava bubbles close by. He mined faster, switching to a new pickaxe as his other shattered in his calloused hands.

As he broke away two more pieces of stone, he finally found what he was looking for. It was part dripstone, part lava pool. He dropped his pickaxe right next to his feet as he started to skip around in glee. He finally found it!

He had no idea where he was, or if Dream was looking for him, but Tommy didnt care. He finally found what he was looking for. Maybe he'll be able to make a small base of it, who knows.

All he knows is that he finally found it, found what he was looking for. He continued to skip around happily until he heard the small hiss of a creeper.

Stopping in his tracks, he turned around slowly. The tall, slender green monster towered over him, letting one final 'hss' out before blowing up.

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Tommy laid helplessly on the ground. His pickaxe was now somewhere in the lava or stuck in a hole.

He silently sat on the deepslate, taking in what final moments he had. He knew he'd survive, he could survive anything. Tommy was a big man.

But as the ringing in his ears increased and his vision went blurry, he knew he only had a small amount of time left.

•Technoblades POV

I walked mindlessly behing Phil as he lead me to a lava pool. It was one of the new caves, from 1.18.

As we entered a clearing, my eyes widened slightly at the sight. A big lava pool sat in front of us. I could feel the heat from miles above. It was part dripstone though, which didnt make much sense.

Though shrugging it off, I trudged behind him as he started his way down. There was another area, on the other side. Perfect for a small base if you ask me.

Though a small tuff of blonde hair and a medium sized crater caught my attention.

"Hey, Phil. Was that crater there when you came here last time?"

I pointed a hoofed finger towards the crater.

"No, mate. Why ask?" He turned a questioning gaze my way.

"I want to check it out."

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Hopping down from a little cliff above the clearing, I could finally see the crater better. It was much bigger than expected. A creeper must have blown up.

"Who would be all the way down here?" I questioned nobody. "Its a creeper hole."

I pulled my sword out and readied it, preparing to defending myself and Phil incase a mob came out of nowhere.

I slowly creeped over and looked at the blonde tuff of hair. Dirty blonde, streaks of dirt and dried mud, dead ends.

I maneuvered around to get a better look at the beings face, but what I saw shocked me. Tommy laid there, silent and unmoving. He had burn scars and explosion scars all over his face and body. If you didnt know any better, you'd never know who he was.