TommyInnit angst-shots

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《Ty for requesting, I just got like 4 in not even an hour ong. But I'm going to have to educate myself more on this. Ty!》
TWs; tics(anxiety caused), possible self harm, death

•No POV

"Remember Thomas, you can only suppress your tics for forty minutes at a time. Don't go above this limit, it will possibly cause permanent damage. Your tics will become uncontrollable."

Tommy laughed as he was leaving the doctors office. "What bull shit."

The boy muttered to himself as he stuffed the prescription paper in his pocket.

••••••

"Tubbo, you know how I went to the doctors office to talk about my sudden outbursts right?"

The horned figure smiled and nodded.

"Well," Tommy pulled out his Rx, handing it to the smaller boy. "He gave me this."

Tubbo took the paper from Tommy and read over it. "I dont know, big man. You should really get the medicine."

Tommy scoffed and rolled his eyes. "You really don't think that this bogus bullshit medicine will help me, do you?"

Tommy threw his hands in the air as Tubbo looked at him, a disappointed smile on his face.

"You and everyone else."

••••••

"L'MANBURG IS MY COUNTRY! MY NATION!"

Wilbur Soot had been fighting for his presidency, especially every since Schlatt won.

"NOT ANYMORE-" Dream had been fighting against Pogtopia, of course. "SCHLATT OWNS THIS TOWN NOW."

Dream threw his fist on the table, making Tommy flinch back in surprise. Tommy had decided to start taking his medicine, but that means when he doesnt-

He gets overly anxious. And today was one of those days.

"Wil, please. Can we go? Please, we lost." Tommy tugged on Wilbur's coat.

"NO!" Wilbur slapped Tommy's hand away, hitting his face in the process.

Without apologizing, he continued to argue with the faceless man.

Tommy rubbed the side of his face as a tear slipped past his eye, looking away from the main table. He sniffed and wiped his nose.

Schlatt looked at the younger with slight sympathy, though soon pushing it aside and continuing to fight with Wilbur.

••••••

Wilbur had declared the war, the war for independence. It wasn't going to work, Tommy knew that. He tried convincing his older brother otherwise, but he wouldnt budge.

"Are you going to be okay, Tommy?" Tubbo placed a soft hand on his best friends shoulder.

Tommy flicked his hand sharply, grabbing his hand to suppress the tic. "Yeah, I will."

The younger looked into the sunrise, frowning as Dream stepped in front of him. "Are we ready, gentlemen?"

Dream readied himself as Tommy nodded. Tommy did the same, turning away from the older and walking towards his brother.

"You listen Thomas," Wilbur put a stern hand on Tommy's shoulder, gripping tightly. "Don't. Fuck. Up."

He nodded, looking down as Wilbur walked away. "Are we ready to gain independence?!"

Wilbur stood on a log in front of his army. Pogtopia stood proud as they had their gear ready for battle.

••••••

This wasn't going well. Some people were in the ER as of now, and Pogotpia was loosing. Badly.

"JUST ADMIT DEFEAT!" Dream smiled as half of his mask was chipped, showing his eerie smile and glowing green eyes.

"NEVER." Wilbur stood his ground, stubbornly as he always would.

Tommy cowered behind the older, until Wilbur threw his body towards Dream. Catching himself, he hugged his weapon to his chest.

Tommy was getting stressed. He couldn't suppress his tics much longer.

"Come on, COME ON TOMMY! KILL HIM!" Wilbur screamed behind him, pushing his anxiety to his limits.

His head turned sharply, as he felt his neck crack. Falling to the ground, he started to twitch.

And as he looked softly into the sky, he realized his mistake in suppressing his tics for this long. A tiny tear slipped past his eye, as Wilbur, Dream, Techno, and Tubbo rushed to his aid.

Though as they realized he had already taken his final breaths, the war for independence had ended.

••••••

•Tubbo's POV

I stood above the mossy grave and sighed.

'Here lies Tomathy Theseus Innit, he was a brave soldier.'

I let a tear fall down my scarred face, wiping it away before it could reach my chin.

"This isnt the end, Tommy. I'll make sure your legacy will live."

I let a small smile slip past my lips as I placed 'Cat' and 'Mellohi' on the grace. Slowly taking my leave.

《IM SO SORRY THIS IS SHIT. I kinda lost motivation for a bit and forgot that I was doing requests, but I just got back to it. STILL SORRY ITS SHIT. Ty for requesting tho!》