got this idea while scrolling thru tt (im working on a req rn, expect it soon. im like 2k into it so far)

We were the Sun and the Moon. Truely balance, we complimented eachother well. Details of us that would normal clash, danced together in harmony when you were around me.

Tubbo grinned and stretched out a hand. "Screw it, c'mon ignore what Will says, lets go have some fun!" The gentle boy grinned, his smile beamed. It reflected a warmth that only rivaled the sun in its heat.

Tommy sighed and placed his own hand in the smaller boys'. "Fine.. but we need to be back before the sun sets, he'll notice if I skip dinner." The boy let out a smaller smile, whos warmth reflected the heat that radiated off his best friend, for he was like the moon. He was cold, freezing even. But when the sun was around, he reflected the sons warmth and spread it to those around.

For he was the Moon, and he had his Sun.

But when the world expanded, something new joined the harmony.

"H-hi.. my names Ranboo." The half black and half white demonic-looking boy smiled shyly. Tommy smiled back.

"I'm Tommy, nice to meet you Ranboob!"

"Oh, thats not-"

"We'll get along just fine!"

The Earth had joined the pair, and the earth was welcomed. The sun beamed his light onto the earth, and the moon reflected the same energy.

Tubbo hugged the half and half boy. "It'll be alright Ranboo, I promise."

Tommy nodded from where he stood, a reassuring smile on his face. "Everything will be okay, I'll get you out of this mess."

Soon the Moon noticed the Sun had stopped caring if the Moon had its light or not. While the Moon still reflected the beams, they were not for him.

Tommy held Ranboo's hand with a gentle smile. "You back with me Ranboo?" The ender nodded. "Good, everything will be okay, we'll figure it out."

If the two shared tears and hugs that night, no one besides them will ever know.

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Tubbo looked at him differently, he could tell. There was no more joy behind the way he would call his name. It was empty. Though he saw the warmth in the smiles Tubbo would give, those smiles were no longer for him.

And so the Moon needs the Sun to shine, but the Sun could care less about the Moon. Earth is the one that receives all the Suns light.

"Look- Tommy." He'd begin with frustration in his tone. Tommy shuddered, he wasn't going to like what Tubbo had to say. "I have a family to care for now. I can no longer go around and have adventures with you, we aren't little kids anymore." Tommy knew that, he knew all of that. He wasn't asking for adventures, he was looking for help. "I have a whole country to keep safe alright? Just go away, i'm too busy for this right now.."

Tommy sighed and held his scarred arms up to his chest. "Alright.. take care Tubs?" the 'I'll miss you' he spoke in his mind were left unsaid.

Tubbo rolled his eyes and slammed the door shut. Only then did the taller boy let tears leak from his eyes and run down his face.

And so the Moon no longer felt warm, the Moon grew cold, just like it had been before the Suns beams brightened his appearance.

Tommy shivered as he made his long journey from the snow country, to his home. He hadn't brought a warm shirt, he had hoped to at least enter the rams house to borrow a sweater or something. He forgot his own back at home.

It no longer mattered to him, soon he will no longer have to feel the cold.

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🌸Suicide TW // seek the flower🌸

And so the Moon left the orbit, leaving only bits of rock and a legacy in its place.

Tommy took out an axe, one which its dark body shined with a vivid purple color. 'The axe of peace', a valuable item given to him by a very important man. A man he cared for so much. A man that would he believes will never care for him.

He held the axe up to his neck and let out a shudder. Maybe he should call the man one last time. To say goodbye, to let him know to pick up the axe again. He shook his head, no, he wont.

And so, he pressed the axe hard onto his neck, and with one quick motion, dragged it across his neck. It hurt like hell, but perhaps it was a fitting way to go.

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The moon was never stable without the sun, but the sun could live without the moon. So could the earth. After all, the earth only needed the sun to sustain its life.

The Moon lost his sun, and the Sun lost nothing, a moon going missing was none of his business after all.. right?

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💜Attempted Suicide, S/H, Blood TW // Seek the heart💜

And so the Moon decided he was no longer needed, he might as well leave the orbit using the gift the Stars had trusted him with.

Tommy took out an axe, one which its dark body shined with a vivid purple color. 'The axe of peace', a valuable item given to him by a very important man. A man he cared for so much. A man that would he believes will never care for him.

He held the axe up to his neck and let out a shudder. Maybe he should call the man one last time. To say goodbye, to let him know to pick up the axe again. He sighed and lowered the weapon, pulling out his communicator to call said man.

Ring

Ring

Ring

Ri-

"Hullo." A voice called from the other end of the phone. It was stern, possibly annoyed. An emotion Tommy was all too familiar with.

Tommy let out a shaky breath. "H-hello Tech-no." He internally cursed himself for stuttering.

The voice on the other end came back, almost softer this time. Perhaps even a bit concerned? An emotion Tommy couldn't pinpoint the exact cause of. "Tommy? Is something wrong?"

Tommy glanced back down at the axe, his frosted heart screaming at him to seek help from the warm voice. But Tommy acted on his brain now. "No.. I'm just calling to uh, let you know that you can pick up for axe from my house."

"Don't you need that? For like protection or whatever." The voice inquired before pausing. "Er uh, not saying that I don't want it back.. but you know-" it spoke awkwardly.

"No. I wont need it after this." Tommy replied.

"After what..?"

"For fucks sake- just come pick up your axe." He hissed out through fear masked with anger. He then hung up the phone with a huff.

His eyes traced back to the axe that sat still, just beside his leg. With a bit of thinking, he now realizes what this means for the man he cared so much for. He'd have to walk in on a body and some blood. Nothing he wasn't used to, especially since the body is not one of someone he cared for but- it was still pretty trashy to make him do that.

Tommy picked up the axe with a sigh, looking over at his scared up arms he hummed and dragged it across a few times. Maybe it was to feel the pain, or see the blood, he doesn't really know. All he knows is he repeated it a few times on his other limbs, the other arm and his two legs, before returning the axe to his neck. The place it will rest in until the man he cared for, or rather Techno, comes to retrieve it.

He began to push the blade against his neck, ready to drag it across and take his life. But his plans were cut short by an arrow forcing the axe out of his bloodied hand. Now this wasn't planned.

Within a few seconds he felt a body pressed up against his own, holding him what he assumes to be a hug from behind. Though he couldn't quite tell, he was too busy trying to unblur his vision and force the air back into his lungs.

"I'm here now, its okay." He could hear a voice break through the ringing in his ears. A voice he knew well.

"Tech-no?" He whispered out through short breaths and sobs.

"Mhm, it's me." Techno mumbled back, holding him tighter. Soon Tommys vision returned, and he could see the white signature dress shirt he always wore. It was now soaked with blood. Over the mans shoulder, he could see a crossbow and a cape discarded on the ground. That explains what his the axe.

The axe.. he'd quickly look over to where it should've been, though he quickly noticed it had been kicked away, now discarded somewhere under his bookshelf.

But the Stars stopped the Moon, instead they offered the Moon a new place to find his missing warmth.

"Lets go home Theseus.."

A place the Moon could heal

"Why'd you do that to yourself?" He asked gently as he patched the wounds on the frail boys wrist. His eyes scanned over the many little cuts that littered his arms and legs, before his gaze drifted off to the bandaging on his neck, and then his face. The boy shrugged and looked away, blinking back the tears in his eyes.

"Thats fine, you don't have to tell me. Just try not to do.. this," he motioned to the boys body, "ever again, okay?"

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Tommy nodded. "Okay.." Though he didn't believe he had the will power not to, at least he could try. After all this was his second chance.

To heal

To love

To feel and reflect the warmth of the sun again.

The Star became the Moons new Sun, and together they brought back the Moons warmth, without the old suns help.

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Ngl the non-italic's kinda got mid after the line that inspired the whole fic. But wtv, i wrote what I wanted to. Erm.. hope you enjoyed.

Hydrate

uh dont die okay? I like almost died 2 days ago so ykno, don't repeat that alright? 👍

(not my fault i swear, the universe wants to kill me so ill live to spite that bitch.)

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finished and posted jan 13 23:58 EST

Love you all 🫶🏼/P

EDIT 0:00 : I put son instead of sun in the title, kms