"Look, I baked you a cake!"
"Y/n that cake says, 'I poisoned this',"
OR
IN WHICH, a small streamer from Sweden tries to make friends with Tommy and reveal his face to his followers with the help of his newfound friends.
❪ social media fic,, benchtr...
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irl !
Ding!
Y/n picked up his phone. A notification from Twitter. He only had notifications on for people he followed so he knew it was something important in one way or the other. Ok, sometimes it really wasn't. He regretted that he had followed Velvet. That man did some questionable stuff on Twitter.
But it wasn't Velvet. Or an artist he followed. Or Boomer. Instead, the notification read that he had just gotten a new mutual follower, a moot. He opened his phone to see who it was and when he did he was pretty shaken. Tubbo. When had he raided him? An hour ago? Two? Y/n saw that he had mentioned him in a tweet as well.
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