It’s disappointing how Tommy’s life is so bright yet somehow so polarizing dull, like the first few sparks coming off a flint. He’s changed so much yet is exactly the same Tommy he’s always been. His uniform was ironed before being given to him, meaning everything is creaseless and clean. His face is brighter, unsmudged with dirt and ash. Like, fuck, his old bedroom was a glorified shack shared with two dozen other children, it didn’t even have a mirror.Īnd here he is. Tommy looks like someone he would have made fun of a few months ago, “Oh those annoying college students, think they know the world all from a textbook.” It’s just a school uniform, but he looks like a stranger. His reflection stares back at him, just as surprised, dressed in a pale button-up, baggy blazer, and slacks. It shouldn’t unnerve him, it’s the same face he’s always had, the same run-of-the-mill dark hair and dark eyes. Tommy shocks himself when he glances in his bedroom mirror. What shall I say to the weeping child's eyes:įorget about me, for I am a captive bird? No breath or breeze remains for my flight. That I can not, dare not leave this prison. Laugh in the eyes of the man who is my jailer I am thinking that in a moment of neglect God Fight!, fics that fuel my daddy issues Stats: Published: Words: 39510 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 10 Kudos: 59 Bookmarks: 12 Hits: 654ĭirecting toward you my rueful look of astonishment,Īnd I might suddenly spread my wings in your direction. Phil is the only happy person by the end of this fic o7.References to European and East Asian Folklore.Religious TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF).Possessive Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF).Alternate Universe - Industrial Revolution.TommyInnit & Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF).
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