England. (tommyinnit x reader)

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reporting live from my pc it is currently 10:30 pm and I have to get up at like 4:55 tomorrow to go to school but I don't really care so here I am lol anyways I saw the picture above on google images and I almost screamed. anyways I'm gonna have to figure out what to write bc I'm out of ideas SOOOOO yeah this gonna be a blast.

the video above are some of my favorite TommyInnit clips I've found LMAO

happy reading!

-Davi <3

"hi," I say with a shaky breath. 

"ok so we need to talk about this calmly," he says in a level tone. 

"I care about you so much Tommy," I whisper into my microphone, the tears that are welling up in my eyes you can hear in my voice.?

"Hey, can I tell you something you can't tell any of my twitch followers?" Tommy says.

"Uhm, sure," I sniffle. I hate that I'm crying. I don't want to be weak right now. why can I just pull it the hell together and be rational about this?

"I care about you a lot more than you care about me, and I can guarantee that," he responds.

everything in my chest just lifted. he really cares about me? there's no way. I mean, I'm American! well, he actually doesn't really care, but he still says it on stream sometimes. to hell with it. he wouldn't pull a stunt like this on me. is this some kind of sick joke?

"Is this some kind of sick joke you're playing on me?" I ask him, a little more anger in my voice than I had intended.

"Are you joking?" he responds. "why in hell would I be joking? do you think so lowly of me that I would play with your feelings like that?"

I feel anger bubbling up inside of me.

"no, quite the fucking opposite of that, actually. I am thinking you are so many more things that I'm not, I couldn't fucking help but think that you would go for someone so much better and funnier than me. I couldn't help but think you said that just to be fucking sorry for me!" my voice got louder at that last part.

"why would you ever fucking think that I would think less of you than I do of myself? I constantly think about you almost everywhere I go. and don't even get me started whenever you're in a voice channel with me, y/n. whenever I'm in school and can't talk to you, I'm constantly wondering what you're doing or what you're up to, or what subjects you're learning in school, if you have any subjects you're failing-"

"I was failing English back in America"

"THAT'S NOT THE POINT!" Tommy, he yells into his microphone. I flinch from the volume.

I sigh, the anger going down, and retreating into the corners of my mind. "look, the point is, I like you, a lot. I love you as a friend, but I don't know if I love you as a lover yet. I very damn well think so, but I want to make sure, do you understand? I feel like I'm talking gibberish at this point,"

 there was a short silence, the Tommy spoke; "no. I completely understand. do you just want to go with the flow and see where the wind takes us?" 

"Yeah, how about we reassess the situation in about  2 or 3 weeks, yeah?" I say with a small smile.

"sure," Tommy says.

"Hey, it's getting a little late, and my mom will want me off of my PC. my first day of school is tomorrow! ill dm you about it, yeah?"

Tommy smiles on the other end, but our little y/n won't ever know. "I would absolutely love to.

I get off of discord and turn to the bag of pet goodies on my bed. my mom silently came in and put the cat tower in the corner, so ill have to thank her for that later. I pull out the bed, and place it on my desk, right next to my monitor.

I roll the stuffed strawberry around with my foot, and Mabel pounces off of my lap and lands perfectly on top of the little red toy, her claws outstretched. I then take out the feather on a stick and put it gently underneath my bed. I put on some comfortable clothes and then climb into my bed, Mabel next to me. I scroll through TikTok for a while, and then eventually fall asleep. 

I had a dream 

I was in a large tower, looking out a window.  ti beautiful landscape with mountains and flowers and birds and every type of tree you could imagine was placed perfectly in front of the window. a picturesque dreamland. 

"why do you think the grass is green?" I say.

"well, chlorophyll, of course." a British man says behind me. he wasn't very old, definitely under 20, but very mature. 

"But... why? green is such a gorgeous color." I ask

"you ought to be correct," he says. "green is quite exquisite in the shadows, and the sunlight as well. it has so many different hues, it's almost impossible not to look at the gorgeous landscape in front of us. the beauty of the green grass and the bright, colorful flowers play a part in helping cover up all the bitterness and tragedy in this world, don't you think? when you bury a beloved friend beneath the warm soil, after a while, some green grass and maybe a bright flower or two will grow over where they lay. and eventually, people will forget the sadness of their death and not stop to mourn the fallen, but to look at the gorgeous flower that has come out of it. that is what happened here, in this heavenly place. it used to be a place of horror and sadness, screams of agony over a fallen comrade. I think that all of green's enrapturing beauty is keeping humanity somewhat blind to all of the horrors of this green earth. can you blame them, though? ignorance is bliss. I mean, why weep because of the untimely death of your dearest friend when you can just sleep in the shade of a weeping willow?" 

"I guess you're right."

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hi everyone! i hope you like it. it only took me about an hour to write! 

any critiques, questions?

i have a question? should i do a face reveal or would that be cringe ;-;

anyways im gonna go to sleep now. have a good whatever time it is :))

-davi<3