Possessive Dsmp oneshots and Tommy angstshots

Wings pt2

Tw:  self hate, mentions of past attempts at suicide, possessive talk and thoughts
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Tommy didn't know how he was getting out of this situation but make no doubt he was getting out (doubt,definitely doubt that he will). Tommy was in between his former family members as they slept. Tommy somehow managed to wiggle himself out of their grasp, probably due to the fact that he hadn't eaten properly in a bit. He slowly made his way to the door but he forgot to think of the fact he need space for his wings. Than Tommy's terrible luck kicked in and his wing hit something on a nearby table knocking it down. The thing hit the floor with a clang.

Tommy turned to see the three awake and realize he wasn't right next to them. Tommy didn't waste a second before booking it out of the room and down the halls but Tommy barely reached the living room before he was being picked up. Tommy was kicking and wiggling trying to get out but couldn't. Eventually Tommy was brought over to the couch.

Tommy was sat down as he watched everyone else sit. Technoblade spit feathers out of his mouth as Tommy's wings had been beating on his face moments earlier. Tommy stayed silent as he glared at them.

"Tommy explain why there are slits and cuts at the base of your wings," Phil said.

It was an order but Tommy wasn't about to follow it. They didn't deserve a explanation as to why he did it if anyone did it would be his therapist, no one else. They hadn't cared before why did they suddenly now start to care. So Tommy stayed silent he wasn't going to say why.

A low growl was heard but Tommy refused to say.

"Tommy we're asking nicely you can explain why you did it or we'll give you a weakness potion every day and keep you in the nest. It's your choice." Phil said.

Honestly it wasn't his choice it was either tell them now or be caged till he did say why. So even if Tommy didn't want to say he would have to.

"First of all none of you deserve and explanation don't know if you noticed but your not exactly my therapist. However I don't have an actual choice in this. So, the reason I did it was because I hate my wings just like I hate myself okay? Also having intrusive thoughts, panic attacks, and stress pilled up almost everyday isn't a fun experience. So taking out some stress and anger on something you hate feels nice you know." Tommy said flashing a fake smile then glaring at them.

The three seemed to let what Tommy just said sink.

"Why do you hate your self?" Wilbur asked being to first to break the silence.

"Why wouldn't I, everyone else pretty much does and I cause a hell of a lot of problems on the server. Being in exile for a second time was enough to prove that, I also cause problems for myself. I'm annoying, I'm loud, need more reasons or we done?"

The three looked concerned and worried but Tommy honestly could care less. They stayed silent for a while, they didn't really know what to say. 

"So does this mean I can leave now cause I got some stuff I still need to finish."

"Tommy you're definitely not leaving, you'll go back to hurting yourself and you're clearly not okay," Wilbur said.

Tommy hated this they didn't care before why do they care now. Not a single person cared when he got beat in exile, when he tried to kill himself, or even when he did die WHY DO THEY SUDDENLY CARE!? 

"WHY DO YOU SUDDENLY CARE EVERYTHING ELSE THAT HAS HAPPENED AND NOW YOU CARE!? I'VE TORTURED FOR SEVEN MONTHS IN MY SECOND EXILE I'VE BEEN LITERALLY KILLED BUT WHEN I START TO HATE MYSELF AND REALIZE I'M A HUGE PROBLEM ALL OF A SUDDEN YOU CARE!? WHY!? YOU CAN'T JUST RANDOMLY START TO CARE ABOUT HOW I FEEL AND HOW I THINK AND JUST EXPECT ME TO EXCEPT IT!" 

Tommy was seething with anger, and at this point he had stood up and his voice was probably loud enough to reach Las Navadas. He did't care though he didn't care if the entire smp heard it, (on the other side of the smp a very confused Puffy has dropped her wood wondering why she heard what sounded like the echo of a Tommy vent) he was tired of trying to figure out why people did what they did, he was tired of fighting everyday, and he was tired of being a problem. 

"Tortured?"Techno asked even if it wasn't really a question it was taken as one.

Tommy hadn't really thought about what he said so he took a second to realize what he said then slap a hand over his mouth. Did he mean to say that, No no he did not, did he say it, yes yes he did. He didn't want to talk about exile right now, so he sat down still holding a hand over his mouth and pulling his knees to his chest. 

"Tommy, sunshine what do you mean tortured?" Wilbur asked.

Tommy couldn't explain exile not right now, he hated talking about it already but when his mood and feelings were doing summer salts it was a thousand times worse. Just thinking about it was enough to send him into a panic attack. So when the memories were forced to the front after realizing  what he said he fell back into what he did when he was in trouble in exile, he curled in on himself covering his head and apologizing. It wasn't until Wilbur and techno left the room and Phil placed his hand on Tommy's that Tommy was actually able to process what he was doing. Tommy slowly uncurled himself and wiped the tears he had just realized fell, off. 

"Tommy sweet heart do you want to explain what happened you don't have to if you don't want to cause this has a bigger impact on you but we do want to know what happened,"Phil said.

Tommy simply shook his head he didn't want to explain he didn't even mean to say that in the first place.

"Okay, and sweet heart we always cared we just never checked on you, and that was our mistake we've messed up really badly and we know and we know we can't fix it but we can prevent it from happening again," Phil explained but Tommy couldn't have cared less about the bullshit he was saying. 

Tommy instead decided to finish the sleeping he hadn't finished before because he wanted to try and escape now he wanted to sleep.  

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Phil watched as Tommy fell asleep on the couch next to him and pulled Tommy to lean on him. He knew they were keeping him in the cabin whether Tommy wanted to stay or not. Tommy was his family he was Phil's, Techno, and Wilbur's  no one else's.

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sorry for how short it is but I haven't posted in a bit and really wanted to post something so here