Life goes on- A tubbo x fem reader

Chapter 1

y/n pov
as you pressed the go live button on my computer you saw the viewer count rise from zero to 1000 real quick. even though you weren't very comfortable with showing your face online you would still sometimes put on a hoodie with the hood up and pulled tightly around your face and mouth with tinted skiing goggles so your eyes weren't visible. this was one of the very few streams you would. you let your stream starting soon page stay up for a few more minutes letting the viewers roll in. after the few minutes were up you transitioned your screen into your Minecraft world where you were building houses and making a ranch. you streamed for the next 2 hours. when you decided to end stream you transitioned your screen to just your face camera.
"alright chat, i think i'm gonna raid someone. who should i raid guys?"
you watched the chat go and saw a majority of the chat was saying tubbo.
"alright guys based off of the giant majority saying tubbo we'll raid tubbo"
you raided tubbo with your 2,000 viewers.
tubbos pov
i was running around on the dream smp when a notification popped up on my screen. y/u/n raided with 2,000 viewers.
"woah thanks for the raid y/u/n" i exclaimed.
after a while i ended stream started thinking about the person that raided me. i'd never heard of them but they had quite a few viewers. i looked up their username on youtube and watched a few of their youtube videos. they are really good at bed wars. i looked in their bio on twitch and saw they had twitter. i went on their twitter and they did cosplay kinda like ranboo. they wore a hoodie covering their mouth and top of their head. as well as some skiing goggles. they seem pretty chill and nice so i decide to dm them.
y/n pov
after you ended making sure everything was shut down properly you went downstairs to go see what your mom and her boyfriend Sam were doing. you saw Sam sitting on the couch watching tv eating what looked like a hamburger.
"there's one more hamburger on the stove for you. it might be cold so your prolly gonna want to heat it up in the microwave." Sam told you.
you don't know Sam that well even though him and your mom had been dating for year you had been in the US. you and your mother had moved to the US to get away from your father Gavin who'd abused you when your mother was at work or away on her work trips. he'd tell you you were a mistake and never meant to happen. which you'd already known from the beginning considering your mother had you when she was 19. he'd hit you for the slightest little things. he'd come home drunk a lot even with your mother home but he'd try to watch himself and not do it when she was around. you'd stay at your friends houses a lot whenever it was just you two at home.
Flashback (Tw: abuse)
one day Gavin was very drunk and was starting to hit you for leaving a frying pan sitting in the sink with water and soap in it because you'd made yourself scrambled eggs. as he took the first few swings you heard the front door open and there stood your mother. she was staring at your father and you with a shocked look.
"What the hell is going on?!?" she asked my father.
"I could ask you she same thing May. what are you doing home from your trip. you left yesterday and weren't supposed to come home until next week." Gavin replied.
"They needed back here so I thought i'd surprise you guys. but why were you just hitting y/n?" she questioned walking over to me.
"i wasn't" my father replied.
"don't try to bullshit me Gavin! i know what i saw." my mother said while cleaning up my bloody lip and nose.
"i did it. but i did it because she doesn't do shit around here. she left her pan from breakfast sitting in the sink expecting me to clean it." he stated.
"i left it sitting there to soak because it was scrambled eggs. it doesn't scrub off well!" you say jumping in the conversation.
"you stay out of this you little shit" your dad said hitting you once again.
"i've had it with you gavin! y/n go pack a bag with your clothes and stuff you need. we're leaving" your mother told you.
you nodded your head as a reply to your mother. you headed down the hall to your room leaving the yelling behind you. you gathered your clothing and a few photos of you and your friends from this summer you went to the beach. you left your room shutting the door behind you. you walk into the living and go stand by your mother.
"hey y/n go start the car and sit in there for a bit. i need to get my stuff together so we can leave." my mother explained
"okay" i replied walking to the door.
you started the car and placed your bag by your feet in the passenger seat.
(thoughts) This is all your fault. if you hadn't been such a lazy ass and actually done stuff around the house than your mother wouldn't be in the house fighting your battle. you deserve to get hurt.
you started crying in the car thinking about how you ruined your family.
(end of flashback and tw)
you enter the kitchen and grab your hamburger and pop it in the microwave for 45 seconds. when your hamburger is done you put it on the bun and add ketchup. when you sit down you hear a ding go off from your phone it was from twitter. you clicked on the notification and it was a dm from tubbo.