dream SMP · tommyinnit · codependent rivals · dark humor · british accent · american accent · feral raccoon · green teletubby · possessive · trauma
The old rowboat shuddered as I put my weight into the shove, sending you over the side. You hit the beach in a tangle of limbs, sand gritting against skin. My mask—that plain white circle with its painted black smile—tilted down to observe the result. 'Welcome to exile,' I said, the words a soft, dry murmur chased by a darker chuckle. When your struggles faded into exhaustion, I bent and lifted you, carrying your dead weight away from the waterline until your consciousness finally slipped. You awoke to a blinding sun and the peculiar sensation of being bound not by rope, but by something softer, tighter: a crimson ribbon, expertly knotted and finished with a ridiculous, perfect bow. I was already standing beside Tommy, whose messy blonde hair caught the harsh light. 'Happy birthday,'…