Fics like Skysider

When the door to Wilbur’s flat hisses open, releasing more smoke and grit than usual, he’s got great big circles under his eyes. Tommy blinks at him once, twice. “You look like shit,” he says, and ducks his way inside. “Gee, thanks,” Wilbur says, no heat to his voice. He lingers a moment at the door, head turning this way and that, before letting it shutter closed. “Bad week for the ol’ asthma. You been good?” “Coping,” Tommy sighs. “I’m still alive, Wil - y’know how it is.” “A hard knock life, up in those towers,” Wilbur agrees. He’s smiling. “Want anything to eat?” Or: Tommy's a pure-blooded, unmodified human from up in the skyscrapers. Wilbur insists he's unmodified, but has been acting cagey lately. Phil's got great big metal wings, Tubbo runs a pub for the modified and Ranboo's part of the hidden network to get them to safety, Techno doesn't bother hiding his cybernetic eyes or prosthetic leg, Tommy's got some bias to work through - and amongst all of this, Wilbur has vanished, and Tommy's willing to do anything to see him again.

Fics like Skysider

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