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Tommy hadn‘t streamed in a week. Or tweeted something. And now he was sitting in his chair, getting ready for a stream like nothing had ever happened.
Wilbur, Phil and Tubbo were in a discord call, waiting to be screamed at like usual, when Tommyinnit was streaming. But said streamer was desperately trying to control the shaking of his hands and the stutter in his breath. He was afraid. He couldn‘t deny it. Everyone would see him in a different light. Everyone would analyze his face and how visible it was that he was trans, now that they knew it. Everyone would listen for the parts where his voice broke and slipped a bit too high for Tommy‘s liking. And everyone could just type in his deadname. Obviously his mods were awesome with hate, they always had been. But sometimes a message or two would slip through between the thousand of chat messages that would flood his chat every second. It was natural to happen.
Phil had addressed it on his stream the first. It was a Friday when it all happened, so he had naturally streamed that night. To say that he was risking getting banned for some of the insults thrown was not an understatement. And Tommy had rewatched that clip so many times since then. The way Phil didn‘t hesitate to call him Tommy and use he/him for him. The way he smiled and said that he was proud of Tommy and would protect from any asshole that was trying to come at him. The way he insulted the people who leaked it all in the first place and the way Tommy could see that Phil was actually angry. It made his heart fill with warmth.
Tubbo had addressed it when he was life as well. Saying that Tommy was still the same. And that they were still buddies. And that he wasn‘t any different from before they knew he was trans.
Wilbur had ranted about idiots for a good half an hour on his stream. Getting visibly angry and defending Tommy every way he could. He had repeatedly called Tommy his little brother, putting an emphasis on little, but nonetheless calling Tommy his brother. Then he went on to donate money for every time he failed in GeoGuessr, which made him rant again.
He would be fine. Tommy would be fine. His friends still liked him all the same and he wouldn‘t have to disappear off the face of earth.
He clicked the start streaming button.
It was easier than Tommy thought. Quickly addressing the big elephant in the room and then he just moved on. He unmuted in discord and suddenly he was back to what it was like before. He was making jokes and screaming and jumping around in Minecraft and he had the best time of his life.
„What do you mean, Phil? I‘m the most mature man you could find. And you? You are just old. Old and dying!“
„As much of a man as you are“, Tommy loved the euphoria Phil gave him, „you are so far away from mature, mate!“