(HEAVILY BEING RE-WRITTEN!!!) Tommyinnit Oneshots ; Mostly Angst

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TW::

Self harm,
Death,
Suicide,
Swearing (i mean its the dreamsmp)
Bad fucking grammar,
Angsty angst,
Tell me if i missed any since I'm not good with tw's

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Tommy slouched on his chair, listening to the other people in the discord call, he was biting a pen cap, letting it practically scrape against his teeth and give him toothache. He watched as his friends jumped about with their cameras on.

They were quite loud and hurt Tommy's ears, but he didn't mind and he didn't care, he knew they were happy and filled with excitement about what they were doing for the week. They wouldn't stop talking about it to him, wanting him to come also. Truth was, he did want to. It would be the time where Dream would reveal his face to them, rather than sitting in his room and being mysterious.

But the thing was, he wasn't joining them, he didn't want to ruin it for them but he was as happy just to be in a call with them. They were talking about it during the lore stream and he got fed up. It was meant to be a secretive vlog but they are currently throwing that 'secretive' out the window. So, he just ended his stream, and he did it in a rush, all members were very pissed at that, but once he explained – they got the point. Tommy was just relieved he could have dropped his act and acted his usual self, sure – Tommy does act differently off camera, but not noticeably different. He's more subtle, quiet and less awake.

"Tommy, you sure that you don't want to come for the week?" Wilbur asked, kind of worried as Tommy would agree with anything they will do even if he has had plans for the day, he'll cancel the plans just to be with them. That was the kind of person Tommy is and he still is like that, he thought deeply about it. "Yeah, don't worry, I'll be fine here, Big man," Tommy says while fake-smiling, but it was obvious that he was doing it and didn't mean it, showing the happiness he never had with him at the current time.

They were planning on staying together for eight days, vlogging each day. "We did talk to your parents and they were fine with it, why don't you want to come Tommy?" Phil, the father figure of the group asked, he was confused as to why this was happening.

Tommy knew he could leave the group voice call when he pleased but something decided for him to stay, he listened to that something as this would be the last time they would talk to him.

He didn't want this, but he felt the need to be at peace, this wasn't Tommy's home and it never was, he always felt like a burden here, never wanted to be here, always wanted to go back home. If he'd have his sleeves up, you'd see the angry lines of scars and blood on his arms. This life he lived fucking sucked, now obviously, he loved his fans – friends and family, but he loved the home he needs to go to more. Tommy knows that there is a place for him, that he can call home, that he can stay for the rest of his shitty life, but he can't go there unless he was willing to. He knows if he fails; he will need to go to the hospital and try all over again.

''Phil, I'm fine staying here," He yawns tiredly, but he can't sleep, he will miss his special event, "You don't need to worry, I'd happily watch the vlog, my man." He took off his hoodie and lifted his sleeves, the lines of his scarred wrist slightly showing, but not too much for people to notice. He didn't mind, he didn't care. He quickly re-did his hair, fake smiling like he was the happiest boy on the face of the earth.

"Okay, mate, but remember when you change your mind, we will be here," Phil says, and then began typing the time and place he'll pick up the rest. Tommy nods slightly, "Tommy, you are coming to Phil's house next week to vlog, right?" Technoblade asked and Tommy's body froze. How could do cover that up? He was now fucked, he knows he can't lie, he promised that he'll be there.