A/N: I feel like I write Tommy POV too much now
TW: Mention of abuse
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*Tommy POV*
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
As I was inside the quiet house I silently note that no one is there.
Hopefully, no one will arrive until I end stream.
I walk inside my room and boot up the pc.
Taking a tip out of my water bottle I start my stream.
"HELLO CHAT! How we feelin' today?"
I tried putting on my persona the best I could, I really wasn't in it today.
Hoping no one notices I continue,
"I hope you're doing good! SO, today I think we are just going to hop on the SMP and walk around for a bit. How does that sound chat?"
The chat rolls in with tons of 'yes'' so that be it.
✧・゚
I hear the front door close.
If I can hear it from here, dad probably is mad.
Oh no
"CHAT, I think I'll end here! Have a good day!"
And with that, I quickly end stream.
As I sit down on my gaming chair, my dad walks in.
I notice that he is drunk and angry.
Oh no
This isn't going to end well for me
"H- hello father," I try and put on a smile
"Shut the fuck up kid, and go make goddamn dinner. I'm starving."
I obey. I really don't have another choice. That or I get hit.
I settle on making diner.
✧・゚
Making diner apparently wasn't enough though.
It still happened, he still hit me.
I really don't know how I'm supposed to stream now. Damn it I already said I was streaming today too.
I guess I could try putting on some sort of makeup.
Hopefully, it'll stay on. It's my only option right now.
✧・゚
As I start my stream, nobody seems to notice.
Wow, I guess my makeup isn't too bad after all.
I go a while undiscovered. If only I ended stream a little earlier.
But I guess I couldn't hide it forever.
Who are you kidding? You could've hidden it forever
Halfway through the stream, my bruise starts itching.
So by natural instinct, I itch it.
Big mistake
By doing this the makeup comes off.
(yes yes logic)
By the time I realize what's happening, everybody has seen it.
I quickly end stream and jump into my bed.
Maybe, maybe nobody noticed?
Suddenly I get a Twitter dm from Tubbo,
Then one from Wilbur,
Then one from Philza.
They all were asking if I was ok.
Was I ok?
Was I?
I didn't even know anymore.
And I didn't even want to know.
I decided that ignoring them was the best idea.
I couldn't tell them. No.
Then, I fell asleep.
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
This one is bad, but here you go! Also no proofread again lmao
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Mainly Tommy and Tubbo oneshots :)
FanficThis was supposed to be Mcyt oneshots but nvm I guess This will contain hurt/comfort, fluff, and angst If there are any triggers I will add a trigger warning so dw