I look over at my stream. Over 130,000 viewers on a day where I feel like shit. It's somehow casual to me. I guess I never really try anymore.
I glance back at my main focus. Minecraft. The one thing that could keep my chat focused, they would probably prefer a little block game over an angsty teens mental breakdown.
I break the silence in my stream, entertaining my fans, "Soo, let's get on the DREAM ESS EM PEE!!!"
Nothing more than a people pleaser.
My eyes look over to the viewer count again, sometimes I had wish that I'd go back to 20 viewers.
"Boys, boys, as you all know, I haven't been streaming for the past 2 weeks!"
"So I'll make it up to you with this one, I'll probably get back to my normal schedule. Big man things." I follow up to the previous sentence.
I turn my eyes in a bit of horror at the one comment pointing it out.
My pain.
Uzuuiiki : Your face looks a lil red today big man! Everything alright?
Suddenly, a few people in my chat started pointing it out.
Sabrinanotfound773 : yea tommy innit your face kinda looks red
CoHighHeelzz : hey tommy's face is kinda red now that i think about it lol
awesomegamerboylol3 : Hey Tommy Innit is Red
I start to panic a little, oh shit no no no no.
"G-guys."
I stuttered, well shit. This is either going to go really badly or end up on someones twitter. Both are horrible as you can see.
NOW PEOPLE HAVE STARTED TO NOTICE WHY I'VE BEEN PANICKING.
junk_enoshimaa25 : GUYS HE MIGHT BE WOEIRRED BECAUSE OF THE MESWAAGES SAYING HIS FDJACE IS RED
CoolestRaccoonEnbyy : I think it's because people are saying his face is red, give him a break :[
mahmahbbanan : tommy is red lol
...
I hear a discord notification.
This isn't going very well.
|| Wilbur Soot in direct messages,
Tommy? You're spacing out are you ok?? ||
I can't just end stream. everybody will be concerned. everybody is going to call you an attention whore. Welp shit. "Sorry guys, ANYWAYS!! LETS GET ON THE SERVER!!" I apologize, praying to the blood god the topic dies down. Ignoring the chat and closing it, trying my best to cause any worse situation.
I click on the bar that links to the server, then my screen takes me to the block game. I click T and look down at the chat, "TommyInnit has joined the game."
I check my ender chest, and then my other chests. I pressed the WASD keys making my little character move out the room. My hands slightly shake as I glide the mouse across my desk.
Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic.
I see a yellow text in the corner of my eye, opening the chat. "Tubbo has joined the game." Oh jesus. Not right now..
Tubbo > Hello Ttotmyy drug man big man coo lamn
Tubbo > vc2
I sigh and switch my tabs to discord, I guess I'd have to. I can't make Tubbo so sad anyways. It'd be a fuckin sin. I literally just c-t myself for this shit.
"TUBBOEEE!!!!"
"TOOYM-"
His mic cuts out, I let out a forced out loud laugh. I don't wanna be here. I can't go back from clicking that 'start stream!' button.
It's fine. It's only gonna be an hour. Everything is alright.. everything's all right.
// im gonna only post this for now, I might abandon this fanfic for a new one. :)) I'm pretty sure it will be tommy angst though//
https://www.wattpad.com/story/285620806-time-ticks-tommy-angst :) - 9/19/2021
VOUS LISEZ
You need HELP. (Tommy Angst)
Aléatoire(HUGE TW!! SENSITIVE TOPICS) A streamer named TommyInnit, he has his problems but his internet persona shields it all. What will happen once that mask falls down? How will his dear friends react? Oh, you need help Tom.
