a/n: damn, something that's not about ranboo. *surprise 100* also, this is an irl fic. please let me know if tubbo is uncomfortable with this, i will take it down immediately. if you no like, you no read. simple as that. ALSO SHORT AND NOT-SO-SWEET LMAO.
TW: HEAVY TOPICS OF ABUSE!! MENTIONS OF R4P3!!
"You're gonna do.."
"What I tell you."
"You live under my roof."
"Follow my rules."
He tried to. He tried so hard. He even had them memorized.
"Don't speak, unless you're spoken to."
"This whole room don't need to know you."
She loved him, surely. This wasn't abuse...?
He can't help from thinking.. well...
"I FUCKING HATE MY MOM! I HATE MY MOM! I HATE MY MOM! I HATE MY MOM.."
The song blasted in his ears as he got ready to stream. Got ready to put on a happy face, be others comfort. God, he wished someone would do this for him.
"It's be better if... you were a girl."
He knew. God, why couldn't he be better?
"But not pretty... like a whore they fuck."
But... they didn't ask for it?
He cried every night. He woke up, getting ready to put on a facade once more.
And scream and cry as she walked in his room drunk...
while his stream was still going.
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FanfictionThese will mostly be angst, but there might be fluff as well. I'll put TWs at the beginning of the chapter. I WILL NOT PUT A TW FOR A HUMAN BEING. (cover art is not mine. i can't find the artist, but please tell me if u know who they are) THINGS I...
