Tommyinnit Oneshots

A Bad Dream

3rd POV

To everyone on the server, Tommy seemed next to perfect, but what can you expect when he puts on a tough guy act around everyone? He had convinced everyone he thought so highly of himself so no one even considered that he might be insecure. He's thee Tommyinnit though, he could handle it right? 

Tommy's POV

4:26 AM. I couldn't sleep until 2 and woke up at 4:20 because of a stupid fucking nightmare. I'm so god damn pathetic. Why is it so cold? Before I went to bed it wasn't cold at all and now I'm shivering. Whatever its probably global warming n shit. Maybe I should go to Snowchester. Tubbo wouldn't mind...

He's gonna make fun of your stupid nightmares.

Tubbo... Tubbo cares about me though. He wouldn't want me to face things like this alone. I'm not gonna annoy him. 

He doesn't like you anyways.

He's too busy to deal with you.

He's got a life now.

I didn't even realize that my nails were stabbing in to my shoulders until I pulled my hand away and saw a little bit of blood on my ragged nails. With tears poking at my eyes and my mind yelling at me not to, I pulled out my communicator and began typing

You whisper to Tubbo_:  hey tubs?

Tubbo_ whispers to you:  what the fuck tommy its 4:50 in the morning why aren't you sleeping

Your annoying him.

You whisper to Tubbo_:  nevermind sorry tubbo go back to sleep

Tubbo_ whispers to you:  tommy? is something wrong?

You whisper to Tubbo_:  no tubzo everything's fine.

I put away my communicator and laid down in my bed staring at the dirt ceiling as hot tears rolled down my face. I stayed like that until I eventually fell asleep. 

time skip :lipbite:

I woke up at 9AM to another god damn nightmare. I decided I didn't have to go back to bed since it wasn't that early. It's still fucking cold this is getting annoying. I looked around my small dirt house. I still haven't picked up that stupid broken mirror. I didn't mean to break it, I just couldn't help but punch it when all I saw was Wilbur. 

I spent some time expanding my farm before going back to my home. Everything was normally uneventful until someone showed up at my door step.

"Tubbo?"

"Hey Tommy!"

"What are you doing here bee boy."

Tubbo laughed, taking off his jacket. "Just thought I'd check in on you." Tubbo's laugh faded when he looked at the mess and broken mirrors. "Might wanna get rid of those." He spoke softly while pointing at two broken mirrors. I looked down shuffling my feet. "Thats what we can do right now, since your house is looking a little crappy." He giggled slightly. I made an offended face "My 'ome looks perfect!" I glanced back at the room we were standing in "Kind off..." Tubbo chuckled at that. 

"I'll do it tomorrowwww" I groaned.

"Whatever Big man" He joked.

"Whatever bitch" I mocked him.

He made an offended face and scoffed "Rude!" He said in a joking manner. Was he actually mad? Is he gonna leave? What if we get in a fight again? "Sorry..." I mumbled. I sounded so stupid.

"You alright big man? That wasn't very Tommyinnit of you." He was making jokes but still concern coated his voice. The weight on my bed shifted as Tubbo sat down next to me placing an arm on my shoulder. I shook his arm off which I guess caught his attention because his expression quickly changed from a pity smile to a worried look. "Tommy is something wrong?"

"I-its fine I just- I just need to- uh..." I stuttered out which just made Tubbo more worried. I stepped off the bed and started speaking again which failed just as miserably as last time. "Tommy what wrong?" Tubbo got off the bed and took a step closer to me. I reacted by stepping back but when I did I heard something cracked so I looked down. It was just one of those stupid mirrors. Who was that? It was... It was Wilbur. I'm just like Wilbur...

"No, no. no no no nonononono-" I backed in to the wall and slid down it while Tubbo crouched down beside me. He was saying something but I couldn't really hear him. Everything he said was a blur to me. That was until he grabbed my shoulders and shouted "TOMMY!" I looked him with glossy eyes. 

"I- I'm sorry Tubbo..." 

"Its alright... Its not your fault." Tubbo wrapped his arms around me, letting go of my shoulders.