"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...
ranboo of course, let me just tell the pilot that we need to leave immediately
y/n shut up i'm getting bullied over here i need reinforcements
ranboo and i am those reinforcements?
y/n yeah ur tall as fuck i need that on my side
ranboo your side? what is this? war?
y/n yes, of course it is
ranboo alright then
y/n shit. gotta go participate in billzo's shit stream
ranboo hey! don't be mean to billzo
y/n and what will u do about it slender-man?
ranboo stop talking to you. goodbye
y/n u won't stop though i'm too amazing ranboo? u fucker
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irl !
"Billzo, get your tall ass over here right now," Y/n called over his shoulder as he sat down in a chair behind Tubbo, to his right.
"Alright, alright. Don't be all bossy about it," Bill muttered with a grin as he moved towards his own chair. "I wish Ranboo was here."
"Me too," Aimsey muttered. She'd arrived about an hour after Y/n, while Eryn had apparently stopped on the way to Tubbo's to eat.
"Am I not good enough for you?" Y/n asked and tilted his head accusingly, ignoring Aimee. The mask over his face made his breath feel strained and it was incredibly warm under it. Like uncomfortably warm.
