It's been a few months since you got the tattoo. Honestly nothing has really happened, Tubbo turned 16 but Tommy is yet to have his birthday still so nobody knows what kind of soulmate tattoo we got. The only major thing is that your soulmate tattoo got warm once.
Sat at your PC in your music room, you looked through your emails, 'business' aka MASQUERADE's emails and personal ones. Nothing super interesting or important it looked like. Just as you were about to close up your business emails a new one comes through.
Wilbur Soot.
Intrigued, you opened it up and read it. It was an interesting request for a collaboration, sort of. The email explained that Wilbur writes comedic songs and would love some vocals to help get the effect he was hoping for. The idea sounded fun so why not.
After a quick Google search, to see what kind of content Wilbur makes, you emailed back that you were interested and couldn't wait to see what kind of song and vibe he wanted for the song. You ended finding his twitch and let a past live play in the background while you moved onto some homework. He was really funny but also kind of distracted you from the homework.
Not long after finishing you received another email from Wilbur. He seemed kinda excited to collaborate and gave his phone number and Discord in order to collaborate and make it easier to discuss the vision he had. With not much to lose, you copied his username and sent the friend request.
As you waited for the acceptance, you set up your audio recorder and mic. You did small vocal exercises to warm up, assuming he wanted to get straight to business. You also walked over to your draw of masks and picked a random one incase of a video call or something similar.
The sound of a Discord notification rang through your headphones resting on your monitor. You sat and looked at the message that came through. Wilbur sent a hello/thank you message along with a document which you assumed contained lyrics. A suggestion to do a call to help the collaborative process was agreed upon so you put on your mask while Wilbur started the call.
You answered the video call while properly placing on your headphones to hear the male on the other side. "Hi there, it's nice to meet you," you said politely.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you too. Thank you so much for agreeing to do this. I did not expect you to answer that quickly I'll be honest," the brunet male admitted with a chuckle.
"I mean it definitely would've been longer if I closed my emails any earlier than I did. I'm glad I didn't though, I'm looking forward to working with you, your content is really funny," you replied with a small smile.
Wilbur smiled with slight disbelief. "You watch my content?"
"My friend brought you up kinda recently and the email really pushed me into looking into you. I had an old livestream playing earlier which did make me laugh and distract me."
"Oh god, I apologize the chaos those streams are," Wilbur joked which you couldn't help but chuckle at. "I also apologize in advanced if the lyrics creep you out or if you are uncomfortable with singing them. You look and sound quite young so I don't want to disrespect any boundaries."
You smiled a bit bigger and relaxed. He seems like a good fellow and you're pretty sure Tommy has mention a guy called Wilbur before. Then again you were ready to pass out during that conversation. "Thank you for the forewarning, but I think I'll be alright." You open up the lyrics and see the highlighted parts. "In love with an E-girl?"
"Uh yeah, you know the whole E-girl phase and those discord kitten things? It's making fun of all that stuff," he explained.
"Figured as much from reading these lyrics," you replied with a hint or sarcasm. "I'm curious what kind of backing track you thought of for these lyrics."
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Behind the Masks (Ranboo X Reader) (Soulmate AU)
FanfictionMASQUERADE, the unknown artist on YouTube growing bigger than one can imagine. Behind the huge image is a teenager though, a teen who dreads meeting their soulmate and what they might think if they find out who they are. Only question left is, how...