faceless | kenny x masc reader

1 | Mysterion? he's like wannabe Batman

edited ;p

cross-posting this from ao3 :P this is gonna be a clean version without any a/ns unless necessary, enjoy!!

Y/n, 2nd pov

You exhaled the air sharply, mentally preparing yourself. You hit the unmute button after a couple of minutes of your 'starting soon' screen playing with a soft lofi music.

"Hi guys! Names Y/p (your pseudonym), hope you already know that since you're here," you chuckled. "But, if you're somehow new, well, hey! Hope you'll enjoy your stay."

You glanced at the chat. It was flooding with greetings and people yelling on caps lock that you were finally live. You snickered at their excitement, next sentences forming in your brain before you finally spoke up again.

"Well, I know I haven't been streaming for a while, but! I wouldn't just leave you all without an explanation," you begun, starting to fidget with your fingers as more people joined the stream. The view counter was stuck on around fifteen thousand, quickly going up and down — well, mostly raising — which was a lot for a just chatting stream. "So uh, I found out I'm moving in a while so yeah, my days been mostly filled with packing and saying bye to my town."

The chat filled up with gasps and questions about the place you're moving to. You smiled, keeping the small town to yourself, worried about your safety. "I don't know much, honestly. I just know it's some shit hole with bad network so yeah, expect the quality of my streams to decrease," you snickered.

You clapped your hands, reminding yourself the webcam is turned off. You smiled. "So! Ask me some questions, rebounding stream to make it up for y'all."

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"No way dude, no, no, no," you out cried, placing cobblestone to block off the cave entrance seeing a skeleton approaching. "Fuck off! I have no armor, I'm gonna die— I'm gonna die guys."

Your health bar was showing three hearts, the skeleton can kill you in one or two hits. You opened your inventory in hopes of finding food, only to be met with it full with random junk.

"Ughh... I shouldn't have thrown away that rotten flesh," you groaned, taking one of the spider eyes to your hot bar. Before you could eat it, however, a hissing sound appeared behind you, causing panic. "NO, NO, WAIT,—"

Boom!

"You died," you read aloud, cupping your face with your hands. "Are you kidding me, ugh!"

"I'm not playing hardcore Minecraft ever again," you groaned, rocking back in your seat. A cheery sound popped up in your headphones, making you jump slightly.

The robotic voice read the donation out aloud. "Burektwotousand, one hundred, thirty, seven donated three dollars, lol take the L."

You snickered at it reading the nickname like that, quickly after, playing offended by the rest. "No, fuck you."

You clicked at the spectate world option, appearing on the spawn once again. You were flying around the world reading donations out loud and saying sad shit about the world you created around forty minutes ago.

"That's so lame dude, creepers are awful," you flied around your base made out of mix of wood, dirt and cobble. "Ohh wait, my dog's in there. Poor guy, I didn't even had the chance to name him!"

"Ilovedreamone, one, two donated five dollars," the text-to-speech rang once again, making you stop talking. "What do you think of Mysterion?"

"Mysterion?" you chuckled. "He's like— wannabe Batman or young Corpse Husband or something."