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streaming-yn · 3 years

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Hi, its Grim anon! I was wondering if I could request a platonic bench trio with y/n (she/her) who is very open about her affection for the three (constantly complimenting them, saying ily, etc.), but lately she's been worried that people will take it the wrong way so she's stopped? And now they're like. Where's my Y/N validation? :(

yep yep!! here you go, grim anon! ^^ sorry if I got a bit off track? I'm not sure if I did or not!

platonic!BenchTrio x affectionate!y/n

pronouns: she/her

other information on the reader:

. minor

. very open with her affection

. minecraft streamer

. faceless streamer

. it's against her boundaries for anyone other than friends to use her real name

warnings: sexism/misogyny (ends well, the haters are addressed), idk but the "girl near streamer I like? ew wtf 😒" type of hate (also gets addressed n shut down), little angst, distancing yourself from friends, trying to change yourself, cussing, mention of "weird comments" made towards y/n *ALL OF THESE ISSUES ARE ADDRESSED AND SHUT DOWN THOUGH !!!

form: headcanons

summary: y/n is super openly affectionate with all of her friends! unfortunately, a lot of people think that's a negative thing, though Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo notice y/n's change and get to the bottom of it to fix the issue ^^

genre: platonic, little angst, fluff(?) after it gets found out, hurt to comfort type of deal ^^

abbreviations: s/n -> streamer name, y/n -> your name

note: I'm not very good at angst yet so I'm sorry if it kinda sucks !! :(

you were very in touch with your loving side and showed all your friends affection very openly and however you could

unfortunately, since y'all didn't live near each other that meant that you had to wait for visits for like hugs n stuff :(

at first you didn't think much of it, affection was a normal thing between friends, why do it differently on stream?

you would often tell the boys how much you loved them and we're genuinely happy and grateful that y'all were friends

complements and validation paired with this, naturally

the boys looked forward to streams with you, not only because you where best friends but for the serotonin that your affection brought :D

actually!! on streams with all of you together, it wouldn't be uncommon for tommy, tubbo, and ranboo to playfully fight over your affection

it would be in different ways though, like with Tommy, you would complement either ranboo or tubbo and if you didn't state a name tommy would be like "THAT WAS MENT FOR ME, (TUBBO/RANBOO)" after they thanked you

meanwhile tubbo would either go on about betrayal and how you didn't love him anymore and he's going to run away or he would do something along the lines of ":(( what about meee"

and ranboo, if the compliment wasn't aimed at him, even if you clearly added tommy or tubbo's name at the end, would always reply "thank you" or something similar

however it's different if the compliment is directed at them!

ranboo would thank you, do a small laugh that's half flustered half awkward, and then complement you back (he got less awkward and flustered as he got more used to it though!)

you could hear the smile in tubbo's voice as he loudly thanks you and gives you like 3 compliments in return

tommy, it would depend if either of y'all are streaming or not! yes? "I know" all jokingly cocky like. no? "thank you, I guess" he says it as a half joke, it's a genuine thank you, but he likes keeping it playful so the "I guess" is thrown on, it's random if he gives you a complement back or not, it's literally not even dependant on how he feels, it just at random

also I feel like you and Tommy would have like a "ily!! /p" "ew /j" bit, very often I will add 👍

like while your streaming you like "tommy!! I love you, thank you for being my friend :)" and him, completely disregarding the last bit, would reply "EWW, Y/N YOU DO KNOW IM I MINOR CORRECT??"

if him ever saying ew hurts your feelings then he won't say it, however he will say the rest, unless him deflecting your "ily" makes you feel bad as well, it's fairly easy to crack him to say it back since you're best friends

a lot of back and forth, but not too hard since he never wants to genuinely hurt you

ALSO if you complement him (on stream ofc) he will find a way to turn it around, not onto you, but just turning into something too tame to be labeled and insult but definitely something close!

"I like your sunglasses!!" "oH??? SO YOU DONT LIKE MY EYES??? THANKS S/N"

(also feel like tubbo might do this)

ofc would stop if it makes you sad/uncomfortable/etc

with ranboo though, he might occasionally do that, but it's way more often for you two to get into complementing matches (just going back and forth with complements)

you also sometimes do the "ily more" thing, just because it's funny bc it's like a cringe romance movie thing, y'all never do it on stream though because ppl might make it weird, and some friend quirks are better kept private anyway, just a you two thing :)

occasionally the "no you hang up first" too, except you both play they teen girl waving her hand and saying it the most high pitched voice she can. it's so funny hearing ranboo going so high 💀💀

as a rising streamer, of course you have Twitter, and your subtwt isn't toxic – due to your personality and stuff, the people you attract to your content are all pretty loving and chill! ofc there's a few bad eggs, but that's just what happens, you choose to ignore those few

but since you've gotten more popular, people finding you through your more popular friends, you've seen a rise of tweets mentioning you, whether it be in general or in the boy's replies

you're glad to be getting more popular, now you can find more people who seek comfort from your content, which was your goal when you started anyway! so it's all exciting! ..at first.

rise in people means rise of people in the toxic 1%, and also means rise of haters or people who just don't like you

sometimes you come across tweets like "why does y/n feel the need to be around ranboo, tubbo, and tommy? leave them alone ffs, she got her fame she wanted, she can leave now 🙄✋" and "we get it, girl streamers are less talented so you needed to leech off they boys' talent! like is she done yet or??" or occasional tweets saying something about shipping – which is against not only your boundaries but all of they boys' as well.

the replies being full of "use s/n, using her real name is breaking her boundaries! and if you have an issue, then don't watch the streams she's in, dickhead!", "you could just mute her name on here and not follow her twitch, you're being overdramatic for no reason", "hey hey, remember that s/n checks her indirects", "ew, deactivate", "aw, are you scared bc a girl is better than you at gaming? aw you gonna cry??", etc, makes you feel a bit better, but the punch from the original tweet lingers

after seeing a bit more, you saw the majority of the haters – and weird people – you saw the root of it was probably because you were so affectionate towards you friends and just being around them in general

so, it'd be best to stop, right? don't participate in as many streams, stop being so affectionate in general, to be honest you were already quite anxious that you being so "clingy" was annoying, the hate just solidified it

so you have a plan in line, the hard part is executing it :(

to start, you stopped complimenting them as much on stream, and the late phone calls lessened, and those became more and more noticeable before you "got too busy" to be in as many streams as you used to

I feel like ranboo would notice first and try talking to you before bringing it up to tommy and tubbo, but when you replied "oh! yeah I'm good dw :)" he knew it was a lie and went to the others

"what do you think is going on?" "I'm not sure" "whatever it is, do you think this is why she stopped being so affectionate? I miss it"

then it clicked for tommy while ranboo and tubbo still tried to figure it out

"do you think it's family problems?" "no, last time they has family problems they became more clingy and their phone calls were more frequent, not-" "wait wait wait"

tommy checked your social media platforms, of course they had more followers than before

"what? tommy?" "I think it's more of an online hate problem" tommy leaned back in his chair, running his hands over his face before looking over at the discord call as the two others made sounds of shock, "yeah, this started after her platform got bigger and she got more well known" "..you're right" "how- how do we fix it?" "address it on a stream?" "no, no, not yet, I think we should contact y/n first, see if she'll tell us if we're right or not" "I could try? last time I texted her she responded pretty quickly so maybe that still applies?" "yeah, tell us if we're right or not and we'll continue from there"

so ranboo texted you, making sure to form the text to get to the point but not scare you, he knows how anxiety inducing confrontation, especially from friends, can be for you

you didn't know exactly how to respond, would it be better if you lied? or would the truth be better?

after a few times of the "..." appearing and disappearing on ranboo's screen before you message of ",, yeah, that is the reason actually ;; I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I thought it'd be better to just distance myself :(" sent through

the boys on call could hear the frown in ranboo's voice when he sighed and said "oh" "were we right?" "just a second"

ranboo replied to you, reassuring you that you don't don't have to apologize for not telling them and it isn't your fault, making sure to remind you that you can come to either him, tommy, or tubbo whenever you want

"yeah, she got hate, and I guarantee that if we go through her indirects then we'll see what exactly happened, we may have to scroll a bit though" so they searched around on Twitter and found some, then tubbo spoke "do you think she would want to join call so we can figure out what to do to fix this?" "I can text her, though maybe we can more of distract and comfort her tonight? we can talk about the hate and stuff another time" "yeah yeah, I think that's a good idea"

so he texted you to see if you'd like to join the call, you accepted and ended up playing video games with them – mainly Minecraft servers – for a few hours before tommy had you and ranboo (assuming you're in the US or close) sign off to get some sleep (if you're in the UK or close, he had you and tubbo sign off and then signed off himself for some sleep)

the next day you guys hopped back on call to discuss how you guys would fix it, as well as them giving a bunch of positive comments about your affection :)

you guys decided on a serious stream from Tommy's account, it was either tommy or ranboo's account, but you guys chose tommy bc he's not anxious about turning off donos and other things

you guys discussed that the hate you were getting was uncalled for, and the weird comments were to be stopped immediately.

"I think that's everything? y/n, anything else?" "yeah I think that's about it, thank you guys so much!!" "alright, one more thing before we go- chat- chat, if you have an issue with y/n being in our streams just don't watch our streams! if you don't like y/n we don't want you here" "tommyyyy :(( (/pos)" "wait wait!! chat, if anyone asks or is being rude either spread clips on the stream or screenshots of the tweets we posted!! we want to make sure that everyone – even those not watching the stream – are informed!" "alright, bye chat, I better not see any more y/n negativity!!"

there wasn't negativity in chat when you went to check btw :)! it was in emote-only bc they thought it'd be the best thing to do and most of the chat was filled with hearts and other positive emotes! <33

now whenever hate stuff it posted the replies have screenshots of either tommy, tubbo, or ranboo's tweets, links to the VOD, or clips, stating the most important and the tweet is usually taken down within a matter of hours – days sometimes

and after that everything was back to normal!! you started complimenting them again, telling them how much you love them again, etc etc! you even got back into late calls :)

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jackiebrackettt · 2 years

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Memorybooks and Tubbolul Fanfic CHAPTER 3!

Okay so the premise of this fic is: these are all hypothetical scenarios surrounding memorybooks ranboo leaving ^_^ each one is a different universe/scenario/whatever you want to call it. Also this is canon divergent! anything from dream getting a blog to harass them and onwards isn’t treated as canon - mostly bc i started writing this b4 all that happened lol. also there's 4 parts to this in total, hope u guys enjoy ^_^! read chapters 1 and 2 here lol: link

They should probably go back to Snowchester and the mansion soon. But it’s been a nice couple of weeks getting away from everyone - especially now that Ranboo’s back. She had to make some severe upgrades to her bed so Ranboo could actually fit it in, but it’s nice to have him here again. She can go to sleep to the sound of Ranboo purring, and wake up warm and content. Both of them curled around each other.

This morning he isn’t woken up by Michael or Tommy. This morning he’s woken up by Ranboo’s clawed hands steadily carding through his hair. He yawns. Then lets himself burrow in closer. Tries not to feel too disgruntled when Ranboo backs away.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.” Ranboo murmurs, and it takes Tubbo’s half asleep brain an extra couple of seconds to decipher it.

“‘S ok.”

“I’m- I’m uh, going- I’m going somewhere today.”

Ranboo sighs, bringing her hand from tubbo’s hair to cup his cheek.

“Mhm?”

He stretches as much as he can before the pull on his scars starts to hurt. And when he tries to sit up, Ranboo pulls him back down.

“It’s early. You don’t- you don’t have to get up yet.” And then, so quiet Tubbo almost thinks he’s imagined it, “don’t- don’t get up yet.”

She’s not going to complain. The bed is warm and she stayed up late last night. And if Michael and Tommy don’t want her yet and Ranboo’s going- where are they going?

“Mining again?”

“Y-yeah. Been awhile since I last went and all that.”

He hums and absently pats Ranboo’s arm.

“Bring me back lots of diamonds, okay?”

Ranboo laughs. It’s soft and sweet and makes tubbo smile.

“You’ll get lots of diamonds. I promise.”

“D’you know when you’ll be back? Gotta tell Michael.”

Ranboo’s silent for a second. Or maybe she isn’t. Time is still a bit difficult to grasp right now.

“Not- not for a while. Probably not for a while, actually.”

And generally tubbo tries not to verbalise his displeasure with ranboo’s long trips. Thought it was already obvious and saying it out loud would just sound like whining. But the conversation - if you can even call it that - with Ghostboo is still fresh in his mind. So he lets himself twist his head to press a kiss to ranboo’s palm.

“Going to miss you.” And then, because she can’t be too sappy, “how will I get to sleep without your suspiciously cat-like purring?”

Ranboo laughs, something in it sounding strained. But they always sound like that whenever Tubbo brings up their cat-like features.

“Tommy purrs too now, actually.” Ranboo says. “I’m just- I’m just straight up not the only one who purrs anymore.”

“Shut up. You’re so annoying.”

“You married me.”

“And I'd do it again.”

This time he’s sure Ranboo does go silent. Then he hears the bed shift and feels Ranboo kiss him on the forehead.

“I- I have to go.” She sounds unsure. But then sighs and moves away, getting out of the bed. And when she speaks again it’s with a surety that Tubbo doesn’t know how to process. “I- yeah. Yeah, I have to go.”

“See you later.”

“Goodbye, Tubbo.”

“Say bye to Michael, okay?”

“I… I will.”

Apparently Ranboo already has her bag packed considering she doesn’t stop along the way. There’s just the creak of the bed, Ranboo’s soft footsteps, and then the quiet click of the door.

Tubbo tries to get a few more minutes of sleep. If he’s lucky, Michael will be tired enough that when Ranboo wakes him, he’ll just go straight back to sleep. But Michael’s a morning kid. So Tubbo probably isn’t going to be able to sleep for long.

But it’s long enough for him to doze off. For him to snap his eyes open warily when he hears the door, mind not quite caught up with his situation. But then he recognises the sound of Michael’s hooves trotting across the wooden floor and he remembers that he’s safe. That no one knows where they are. That they’re far away from the mainland and he built walls a couple weeks ago.

Michael jumps up onto the bed just as Tubbo gets her body to relax. So she sits up and gathers Michael into a hug. Then falls to the side, dragging Michael with her. Her son giggles, squirming to get out of her hold. But she keeps him there for a second, then lets go. Sitting up again when Michael does.

“Hey kiddo!”

He signs as he speaks and uses the cheeriest voice he can muster. It’s not hard when seeing Michael makes his heart soar. He doesn’t think he’s ever going to get over that. Becoming a father is probably the best decision he’ll ever make, apart from marrying ranboo.

“Good morning!” Michael signs back to him.

“You go wake Tommy up and I’ll get breakfast started, okay?”

Michael nods enthusiastically. Then he’s climbing down the bed and rushing out the room. Tubbo’s slower to follow. His body aches and his scars are tight from the lack of moisturising and moving while sleeping. But that can wait until after breakfast. For now he just clambers out of bed and tries not to overstretch himself until he can, you know, properly stretch his body out. Then he grabs his cane and makes his way into the kitchen, where he can hear Tommy and Michael playing in the living room.

When she reaches the kitchen bench, he sees Ranboo’s vault key lying there. She must’ve forgotten to put it away again. Although Tubbo doesn’t know why she’d have it out in the first place. But she’ll put it away so it doesn’t get lost and give it to Ranboo when they get back from their trip. And then she turns his attention towards breakfast.

It’s been a couple of days since Ranboo left and Tubbo’s been trying to stay away from his comm. Picking up building projects around Petalsborough and distracting himself by hanging out with Michael and Tommy. Tommy tells him he’s overthinking it, but he just doesn’t want to annoy Ranboo with lots of meaningless texts. They deserve to have hobbies too, after all, and Tubbo isn’t going to be a bad husband by complaining about them.

Sometimes Ranboo gets really focused while mining. Doesn’t answer their comm at all until they’re done. And Tubbo’s already sent a couple texts with no response so that means they’re busy.

But Ranboo was dead a month ago. And not being able to see her or talk to her - to assure himself that Ranboo is there - is starting to get to him a little.

But then again, it’s been a couple of days of radio silence now. Tubbo’s well within his right to ask when he’s coming back, right? His last trip only lasted a couple days, after all. So he sends a message. Just a quick, “hey are you going to be back soon? Should I make dinner for you?”

And he feels a pit form in his stomach when the radio silence continues into the next day.

It’s two days after that, that she leaves Michael with Tommy to head back to the mainland. Maybe Ranboo lost her comm and can’t remember the co-ords. Maybe Phil or Techno needed her help with something and she’s been too distracted to remember to answer. It has to be something like that.

There’s a million perfectly reasonable explanations that don’t include his husband’s death.

And there’s a million perfectly reasonable explanations that do.

They twist and curl around his brain, getting louder and more present until he can’t quite block them out.

The pit in his stomach gets larger and a tightness starts to form in his chest. Because Ranboo isn’t in Snowchester. And every person Tubbo stumbles across says they haven’t seen him. And by the time he reaches the Arctic his hands are shaking so he shoves one into his pocket and tightens the other around his cane until it stops.

And part of his brain is screaming at him to just turn around and go wait in Snowchester for Ranboo to appear. Because the Arctic commune is like Schrödinger's box. And as long as Tubbo doesn’t open it, there’s still a chance Ranboo is alive.

But her legs are obeying the other part of her brain. The part chanting find Ranboo so loud it feels like her body is consumed with it. So he trudges onward and doesn’t hesitate or stumble. Doesn’t stop until he’s knocking at Phil’s door. It only takes a couple of seconds to open.

“Have you seen Ranboo?”

Phil blinks, surprised.

“Uh… well first of all, hi. Second of all, I thought he was with you?”

“He said he was going mining about four days ago. Hasn’t answered my messages since.”

Phil sighs. And gets this look in his eyes that might be pity. Tubbo swallows down his anger. Because Ranboo is fine. Their relationship is fine. And Tubbo’s fine as well. He doesn’t need pity. But he lets Phil usher him into the house and to a seat at the table.

“Let’s get you a drink, okay mate?”

She doesn’t have time to respond before Phil’s putting the kettle on. Then he sits down opposite Tubbo and sighs again, gathering his thoughts.

“Last time I saw Ranboo, they came over here asking me to disable their stasis chamber. That was um… four days ago, if I’m counting right.”

“Why?”

Phil shrugs.

“Said he was settling down with you guys. He didn’t want an easy way for people to call him back since the whole, you know, brush with death and everything.”

It was a bit more than a brush with death but Tubbo’s going to get nowhere if he’s rude. And him and Phil are on alright terms, recently. Well, sort of. Strangely enough, he thinks he’s on better terms with Techno at the moment. But him and Phil are at least friendly, if they ignore everything in between them.

“So, she didn’t go mining?”

“Not that I know of? He was packing up his house and shit, though. Even though it’s been mostly empty since he moved to Snowchester.” He shrugs again. “I thought she was just grabbing some last minute items that she forgot.”

“Uh… alright.”

The water finishes boiling and he’s served some tea. The warmth of it biting against his frozen fingers.

“So… you don’t think she was taken anywhere? You think she left on purpose?”

“I guess?” Phil pauses to take a sip of his tea. “They could’ve gone mining and just not told me, though. But four days is a long time.”

“Four days is a long time.” Tubbo echoes.

“You’re welcome to stay here and wait for them if you want.”

“Thanks.” He nods absently. “I’ll only wait for a little bit. Then I’ll get out of your hair and go back to the mansion and see if he’s there.”

They mostly sit in silence. Phil finishes his tea first and promptly declares that he has business elsewhere, but that Tubbo can stay as long as he locks the door behind him when he leaves. He also promises to message Tubbo if he sees or hears from Ranboo.

Tubbo waits until he’s gone, then dumps the rest of her tea in the sink. Then she leaves, locking the door behind her as promised, and starts the trek back to Snowchester.

As soon as he gets into the mansion he pulls his comm out and starts typing.

Tubbo_: i’m at mainland

Tubbo_: wjere r u?

Tubbo_: did u lose ur comm or something?

Tubbo_: phil siad u were packing up ur house and that u disabled ur stasis chamber

And then, because he’s worried that’s a little too passive aggressive he tries to joke.

Tubbo_: if ur ignoring me on purpose i’m going to be soo mad ):<

Tubbo_: no kisses for a week ):<

He hesitates. Lets his fingers hover over the keyboard before quickly typing out:

Tubbo_: srsly dud e r u okay?

Ranboo: I’m fine

Tubbo_: call me call mme call me call me now

It’s barely even a second after he sends the message that his comm starts ringing. He fumbles with it, pressing the button before he can properly read who’s calling. And as it’s connecting he has the horrible thought of; what if it’s just a coincidence? What if it’s not Ranboo? But then it connects and yes, that’s Ranboo’s voice - soft, and concerned, and hesitant.

“Hello?”

The tension falls from her body and she slumps back against the double doors behind her. Lets out a laugh that’s a little too high-pitched and breathy to be from anything except left-over panic.

“Hi! Hey, Ranboo.”

“Is everything okay?”

And their voice is hesitant, and concerned, and has something to it that Tubbo can’t decipher but that doesn’t matter because they’re alive. “Just- just couldn’t get a hold of you.” He laughs, aware that Ranboo probably knows him well enough to pick up on the strain hiding beneath the casual tone of it. “Thought maybe you got trapped in your mine and your comm broke. Um… when are you coming home by the way?” The line goes silent, save for the quiet static that assures Tubbo it’s still connected. His chest feels tight.

“Ranboo?”

“I’m- I’m not.”

His voice sounds small, and wet. And it shouldn’t ever sound wet because that means he’s probably crying.

“Hey, hey, it’s alright.” Tubbo falls into comforting mode before he’s even aware he’s doing it. Quietening his voice and pitching it up. It’s something he usually saves for Michael. But the tightness in his chest and the churning in his stomach has him defaulting to any composed persona he can think of. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”

“I’m fine, I’m fine.” Ranboo sighs. And when she speaks again her voice sounds clearer. “Just- just don’t make this- don’t make it harder than it needs to be, okay?”

“What are you talking about?”

She thinks she feels sick.

“I’m… I’m not- I’m not coming back. Not to Snowchester, or Petalsborough. Not even- not even the Arctic. I’m just- I’m staying away. For a while, probably. I mean, hopefully I’ll be back eventually? But… yeah.”

“What are you talking about?”

She definitely feels sick.

“I’m fine, okay? I’m alright. You don’t- you don’t have to worry about me.” Ranboo sighs. “Don’t come looking for me, okay?”

“Did I do something wrong?” He hears his voice crack and winces. “I’m- I’m sorry. Whatever it is-”

“No, no, Tubbo, it’s okay, it’s not you.” Ranboo’s voice is soft. But he’s leaving. And Tubbo always makes people leave. So, it is him. It has to be. “It’s- it’s me. This is my fault. And I- I have to go to fix it. But it’s- it’s not- it’s not you.”

“You- you can’t-”

“I’m sorry.”

“Ranboo- you can’t-”

“I won’t- I’m not answering this again.”

“Ranboo!”

But the call disconnects and her comm screen turns off, plunging her into darkness. And the static she’s hearing now isn’t from the call. It’s just from the overwhelming silence of the mansion.

He’s not really aware of when he slowly slides to the floor. He’s not aware of the frantic messages he sends Ranboo, each one becoming more incomprehensible with his desperation. He’s not aware of when he gives up and tucks his comm to his chest, hoping to feel it buzz with Ranboo’s response.

All he knows is that one second Ranboo was hanging up on him, and the next he’s waking up with the cold floor of the mansion underneath him. His comm buzzing loudly.

She’s never been more disappointed to see Tommy texting her.

But she gets up. Finds her cane and ignores the way her body aches and her scars feel too tight to move without pain. Then he starts the journey back to Petalsborough, and tries to figure out what he’s going to tell his son.

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End notes: can you tell i wrote this one first? anyway the last one (happy one lol) should be out uuhh... lets give an estimate of within a week or something. reblogs super appreciated as always and i'm taking tags and replies and comments so please do like.. either of those as well ig!! very much appreciated

#brackett.writes.

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