"NOO!" A masculine yell was heard across the "galaxy" as an (f/c)-suited astronaut was
thrown out of an airship into the nebula. "HAHA!, I KNEW IT!" Another voice yelled. "SHUT
UP! IT'S NOT FUNNY!" The man's outburst just caused more fits of laughter as the man looked
away from his computer screen and put his face on his balled-up fist. "
Just, start the next
round guys." He said, "Alright M/N! Just know you suck."
The man known as M/N had red knots
all over his face in anger, keeping quiet as he re-entered the game.M/N's Twitch chat (his main platform to stream and interact on) erupted in 'OMEGALUL's' and
'KEKW's' when he was killed, even after he started yelling at his friends.
He noticed and
smirked, "Chat, you all some bitches." His chat started to spam the 'GASP' emote.
(Search
these emotes up if you aren't familiar with Twitch or these emotes) His game loaded up, and
in bold, red, the words "Imposter" appeared on his bright screen.M/N slowly looked at the camera and smirked, "Chat," his chat started 'pauseCHAMP'ing' waiting
for a response. "Let's get these motherfuckers." His audience blew up in 'pogCHAMP's' and even 'Pepepains' as the round started...
.
.
.
"Alright chat, I think that's it for today." His chat started 'Sadge'ing.
"Chat, I've been live for 4 hours now, you got all the content for tonight."
His chat still spammed 'Sadge'. "Whatever, bye chat, love you."
His mouse hovered over the 'END LIVE' button. He smiled at the camera and ended his long live.
He closed his tabs and shut his pc down.
M/N got up from his now sweaty gaming chair and walked to his bathroom for a long-awaited shower.Warm water ran down M/N's chest as he lathered soap on all of his body parts. Some water droplets got into his eyes and he blinked and rubbed his eyes, which were red from being up so long.
He grabbed his phone, (Yes, he's on his phone in the shower) opened Twitter, and began scrolling.
All on his home page were edits of him, clips from his earlier stream, and people simping over him through text.
(context; "BISBCSBKHCBKAI") He sighed and turned off his phone, he stopped the shower, got out, put on his towel, and went to get ready for bed.
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𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙏 (DSMP)
Fanfiction19-20-year-old reader Ethnicity is your choice The reader lives in the USA The reader goes by he/him Will have slow updates (sorry)