Summary: Tubbo has a panic attack because of the voice.
Tw: blood, tears, panic attack, voices, manipulation (?).
Word count: 1011
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Jschlatt was gone, him being the former president of Lamnburg, they needed a new leader. Tubbo had been chosen to take over.
Schlatt was evil, elected fairly, but still a vile human being.
Tubbo had taken the job proudly, only feeling joy in the moment.
Then, they all fought back, but Lmanburg won yet another war as soon as it started.
He continued his job happily, nothing weighing him down.
He would prance along the unwalled limits of the land, happy
Until he was told to do better.
To do better than his best.
To do more than he could
To fufill their expectations, pass the limits.
He was told to be better.
Tubbo understood the meaning of stress, the meaning of something pulling you back, stopping you from being happy.
He was given his dose of stress constantly, hed learn to cope with it.
But just like that, his medicine was tripled.
All of a sudden, he felt beat down, broken.
Like he was just a familiar creak in the floorboards (i was gonna write dust, but this came to mind, so enjoy the lyric)
He soon came to realizeation. Being president is harder than he thought.
His father, Schlatt, was a wonderful president, no matter how shitty of a person he was.
He was unable to live up to everyones expectations.
So, as he walked into his house for the fifth time that day, he sat down, unable to relax.
Their words repeated in his head:
"God, youre just like schlatt"
"Monster"
"Youre a shit president"
"Pushover"
"Useless"
"Waste of space"
The list of thoughts in his head went on, and on, and on.
He didnt even notice the salty droplets climbing down his face.
He attempted to breathe in to calm himself down, but he couldnt.
He did it again, needing air.
Nothing.
He did it again and again, unable to breathe.
He was crying even more now, the voices in his head even louder
"USELESS"
"WORTHLESS"
"NOBODY CARES"
"WE HATE YOU, WE NEED A BETTER PRESIDENT"
"YOU TRASH HUMAN BEING, JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER"
"DO YOU NEED ANOTHER BEATING, TUBBO?"
"PEICES OF PLASTIC ARE WORTH MORE TO YOUR BEST FRIEND THAN YOU ARE"
YOU ARE READING
♡~ Tubbo + Tommyinnit ~ Oneshots ~♡
Fanfiction-PLATONIC ONLY, DONT ATTACK ME PLEASE- Tubbo angst, I dont see much of it so like- Tommy and Tubbos friendship is too cute- Updates on hold (No art is mine, unless I specify it is, if I can find who made the art, ill say below it)
