꧁𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚗꧂ A Tommyinnit One-shots book

Are you okay? 🌧

TW: self-harm, fairly toxic family, yet not to toxic as one could be without being abusive

Disclaimer: sorry it is shit, I am horrible at both writing and putting my emotions into words, so yeah-

(Tw: mentions of self harm and eating disorders in this part) Reasoning: uh, this is mostly a vent chapter if I hadn't known multiple coping mechanisms to deal with it. When reading this, please know that I have never actually hurt myself, because of the coping mechanisms that I have (red dye and a rubber band is the one I use the most, sometimes markers)
And with food, I just have safe foods, and I slowly built myself back up to 'healthy' so it didn't last that long either, maybe a month or two? Maybe three? So yeah. I am fine-ish. I kind of just wanted to get this out here? I feel so bad for making this chapter, but it also feels good to get it out, you know? I may delete this, mainly because I feel bad whenever I put my problems on to other people, so instead I take other people's problems, and ignore my own? Which is why the break was my first actual mental health break. But I am also adding the fact that he is a streamer, and that he has friends that can drive, and catch planes by themselves, and that are also streamers, so he will have money.

Setting: IRL

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He looked at his arms.

Blood was oozing out freely.

The cuts themselves were ragged.

Some were deep.

Some were shallow.

And the dizziness as taking over.

He tried to get up.

So he could wash the blood off his arms.

so he could bandage them up.

So he could then start the stream he had scheduled.

So he could answer the call.

But all he managed to do.

Was grab a cloth, and hold it to his arm.

Before he passed out.

The cloth became soaked shortly after

but still stopped the bleeding.

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'Is Tommy okay? He should have started stream two hours ago."
Wilbur wondered
'Yeah, I mean, I can see five or ten minutes late, but two hours? With nobody knowing it was being either postponed or canceled?"
Phil added.

'Ima call him"

Wilbur clicked on Tommy's contact. Guessing that he wasn't in his room, or near his pc

It rang, and rang, and rang. Multiple times

'*the person you have called is not available, please leave a short 10 second message after the tone*"

'He didn't answer"

Now they were worried

Normally, no matter how busy the boy was, he always answered their calls. So either he was asleep, which was unlikely, due to his insomnia, and the current time in England, or he was in trouble.