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"More Monster!"

"More Bangggg Energy!"

"What's up, brother?!"

"Shut up, Mom!"

"Silence from you!"

"You're cut off!"

Laughter erupts like a damn volcano. It truly is not that funny. You both know that. Nick and Tanner have been yelling at you that it isn't funny for over an hour now. But still, referencing and mimicking memes when surviving off zero sleep, energy drinks, and fast food, is peak fucking comedy.

"Peak comedy!"

"Peak?! Like the game?"

You notice Nick glaring at you from afar. Afar as in the couch. Like, five feet from where you and Isaac sit at his odd ass setup.

"Shut up, bruh!" Isaac exclaims, tossing an empty Monster can at Nick.

"The way I didn't say a single word," he laughs, tossing the can back.

You roll your eyes and stick your tongue out at him before he turns back to his anime. You look back at Isaac with a lopsided smile. He'd given up on the glasses and mask on camera, deciding that since it was the last LTLVC, he'd just spend hours and hours editing to blur his face out. Plus, it was hot as hell. He couldn't stand sweating in it anymore.

That being said, he'd taken notice of your inability to stop staring at him. He's not oblivious, even if he's drunk off a lack of sleep. He giggles, staring back at you.

"Whatcha thinkin' about?" he asks, holding back the urge to add a 'baby' to the end of his question.

You feel your face flush as your stomach fills with butterflies. You try to play it off, leaning back in your desk chair. "Nothing."

"Mhm..." he hums, biting back a wide smile, "I think you're thinking about something in there," he replies, tapping your forehead with his index finger.

You feel a bit of boldness to reply something along the lines of 'yeah, how cute you are', but you dont have the balls in the end. You just sit there, staring at him, tracing his facial features with your eyes. You eye his curly hair tied back into a bun, fuck, he's just so goddamn pretty.

A small smile paints his face. His head is slightly tilted as he stares back at you, just taking in every piece of you, every piece of you that he adores and admires and loves.

Nick takes notice of the silence, fearing you may be falling asleep. He speaks before looking up, allowing you both ample time to return to normal human beings. "Focus! Who wants the money?"

"I do!" you exclaim, "I'm gonna pay bills and give money to stray cats," you smile, lips lopsided as you do.

"You're handing out cash to the stray cats?" Isaac questions with a laugh, admiring your tired eyes, "Buy food for them so they can't buy drugs."

You giggle, "Nooo, to a charity, dumbass."

Nick snorts. "Dude, you're so tired. Listen to yourself."

"No, I'm notttt," you grumble, slapping yourself down on the cold hardwood floor. You'd been sweating for so long. The floor feels like AC straight all over you. "I'm wide awake. Tanner isn't winning. Stupid Tanner playing Roblox."

Isaac and Nick chuckle, watching you roll over to press your face against the floor. Nick turns back to his anime while Isaac turns to his phone, doomscrolling for a while to try and give you some peace.

It's not for another ten or so minutes when Isaac realizes you've been pretty quiet. He nudges you with his foot to find no response. He does it again. Nothing.

He sighs before setting his phone down and kneeling down to your level on the floor. He rolls you over, discovering you're out cold, a light snore and everything. He snorts as he picks you up bridal style, planning to take you to bed.

Nick looks back at him as he raises himself to his feet. "Did they fall asleep?" he laughs.

Isaac quickly shushes him, then nods.

Nick raises his hands in defense.

Isaac continues his mission, carrying you up the stairs to your room to put you to bed.

He nudges your door open with his elbow, using the glaring light from the hall to locate your bed. He gently sets you down on your bed before pulling a light blanket over you to keep you warm once your body chills in your sleep. He rubs your shoulder before retreating to the door to close it behind him.

He has to go announce your elimination and do something about the broken AC, but it can wait a moment as he stands in the doorway. It's not a creept stare. it's a loving and longing stare. He just wants to make sure you adjust from floor to bed well. Plus, he thinks your fuckass snore is kinda cute.

You're a new streamer on the block. Maybe in past eras, this wouldn't be the greatest for you, but during a worldwide lockdown when people have too much free time on their hands, this has been great for you. You've relatively avoided struggling to gain a handful of viewers, and the people you find in your chat are usually very nice. You have your own tiny community of five thousand Twitch followers and nine thousand YouTube subscribers just a few months into your streaming journey.

Now, you're no TommyInnit by any means. You haven't been into gaming content as long as he has, and you aren't part of the world's biggest Minecraft SMP either. You're not loud and slightly obnoxious for the bit, you're not as natrually funny as he is. But you're not aiming to be like him or anyone else on that SMP. You want to be yourself, exploring the limits of your own multiplayer world that only you play on.

You've been looking for other small streamers to play with, since your friends either don't play Minecraft on PC or don't want to be on your streams. You've DM'ed some smaller creators through Twitter and Tumblr, but you never got answers. So, for now, it'll just be you, building a functioning town for your future guests.

There's a small logging area you made in a more woodsy area of the town, surrounded by trees. You left some iron axes in barrels beside chests filled with different types of wood and saplings and a little sign over it, reading something along the lines of replanting what you take down. You have multiple restaurants, different buildings for different villagers, and even a thrift store for unwanted armor and items for your future guests to rummage through for free.

To say you craved having a friend on this server was an understatement.

But here you are, streaming to about three thousand viewers on a random Saturday afternoon. You're deep in a cave, looking for coal and underground blocks to use for some builds. A mineshaft would be cool, too. But for now, you're happy gathering resources for your new apartment complex.

It's heavily inspired by an idol of yours' build from the past, Stampy's rainbow themed tower / hotel build. Except, you were using diorite and andesite outside and some wood logs, and you decided to change up the rainbow scheme, red on top and purple on the bottom. He had his red on the bottom and purple on top, at least, that's how you remember it.

Soft lofi music plays in the background of your stream since you can't find a way to talk 24/7 to entertain your viewers, and you don't like listening to Minecraft noise, especially cave noises. You fear you'll end up in some horror arg and get kidnapped by some mythical entity or the government and get trapped in the game forever. Not seriously, but on the down low... sorta.

It's a chill stream, something your viewers can have on as background noise while they play their own games or try to lock in on the thirty missing assignments they need to make up. Or, maybe, someone has you on in the background while they play Wii Sports. Who knows.

Tommy likes streaming at random, unannounced hours sometimes. Just to have a low viewer count, he guesses. It's a little less pressuring, y'know? Sometimes, he just likes to stream on his own, searching through random clips people have sent into his server.

He'll even give his fans some recommendations of other smaller-ish creators to hype up. Sometimes, even his pre-existing friends. Freddie, Max, Harry. Those cool guys.

But seems it may be your turn.

Someone had sent in a clip of you, a very, very embarrassing clip of you, screaming like a baby after being scared shitless by Nightmare Fredbear in FNAF 4. You managed to push yourself so hard away from your desk and PC that you wound up on the floor, crashing down against your chair. Your face would be perfect for a scared / shocked reaction image to the point you couldn't be mad if people started doing that.

But that one clip got Tommy interested.

"Dude, who is this?!"

He skims through his live chat, hoping someone in superchat will send an answer. With how fast the chat moves, he can barely read any replies with genuine answers.

He finds it, though, a watermark on the video that was sent in. He sighs and playfully smacks his own forehead before carefully retyping your username out onto the Twitch search bar. He's determined to find you.

"I said next person we find who's actually live is getting ten gifted," he smiles, "Let's hope they are. That shit was funny. They deserve it."

He finds your profile in an instant after the search actually loads. And there you are, actually streaming. He seems sort of surprised, really. He joins the stream in silence, just picking up what you're putting down.

Seems you're building now, organizing colored glass in your inventory, moving stacks of blocks between chests. He's actually engaged in whatever visually satisfying loop you have him stuck in before he actually speaks.

"Oh, shit, they-that's cool."

Smooth, dude. Smooth.

"Time to gift," he smirks deviously, frantically typing in his beloved card info onto the Twitch purchase page. "Did I say ten? Or a hundred?"

His chat spams different answers, half of them wanting Tommy to overgift you for the absoloute dub on your part, and the other half just wanting to be honest in case he did somehow forget. All the while, you're blissfully unaware, listening to copyright free CG5 and Derivakat as you build.

You seem so at piece in your little facecam. A small smile tugs at the corners of your lips. It sort of hurts his heart. You seem so wholesome and full of love for your whole five thousand fans, meanwhile he's leading a train of thirty thousand rowdy teenagers towards you. He's thinking about sending a DM to you through Twitter after this, just as a formal apology. He fears the toxic viewers may try to come for your head in all honesty.

"Oh, shit, what's my pin..."

"I'm sorry, who just gifted a hundred subs?!"

You squint as you frantically look through your Twitch notifs. And there you find it. Your eyes were not making all that up.

You read the notification as the little gift boxes spin across your livestream. "TommyInnit gifted one hundred subs."

You stare at your webcam with a mix of shock and surprise, "I- What? Dude, thank you so much?" you speak with a heavy tone of confusion, "I promise not everything I say is a question, I'm just, what???"

A small chuckle escapes your lips, "Wow. Man, thank you, seriously. That's... so much money. How much is that??"

Before you can even attempt to worry about how much that rambunctious teen spent on your stream, he answers you through superchat, where your robot voice is just a setup voice of Ash from Pokemon.

"No need to worry. I'm loaded."

"You're gloating," you correct, "I dunno what I'm doing that's deserving of one hundred gifted."

You get a reply not long after.

"You getting scared in FNAF 4 is worthy."

You know exactly what he's talking about.

You snort. "Shut the fuck up. Do not speak of that clip."

Your chat explodes with spinning cats. It's their way of smirking at you all suspiciously like they're your best friend watching you talk to your crush.

"This is embarrassing. How'd you actually end up here? Your viewers are starting to invade my stream now."

"Discord clip night. I dunno. You're funny (looking)."

"And our super awesome special guest, Y/n!"

The camera pans toward you. You're practically shaking because you're so nervous.

You wave with a lopsided smile. Not lopsided like a dorky-happy kind of lopsided, but a nervous and anxious sort of lopsided. "Hiiii," you trail.

Isaac turns the camera back to him, "Time for the zoo!"

Once the camera flicks away from you, your tensed shoulders seem to fall, and your nervous smile vanishes. You're playing it up for the camera like they are, but your anxiety and nervousness are driving you. You're like a host body for the parasite that is your emotions.

"Zoo!" Larry screams, "Fuck yeah!"

"I'm gonna fuck a real life gorilla!" Nick yells, grabbing the giant gorilla plushie off the couch, causing you to all slowly turn to stare at him before laughing. "Sorry, sorry."

"Watch, cool transition," Isaac speaks, facing the camera while he raises a free hand. He makes a swooshing noise, then slams his hand over the lens before lowering it. "God, I'm so cool."

"That was so like... family Youtuber transition." you laugh.

"Shut up."

Nick, Larry, Tanner, and Isaac stand right up at the glass, staring at the gorillas. They're in a trance. You stand beside Isaac, sort of zoning out, lightly laughing along with all of their jokes. Isaac's taken notice. You started acting a little off ever since you stepped into the monkey exhibit area.

He knows you're scared of monkies, even offered to stay outside with you, but you said you'd do it. He didn't want to press you, so in you went. He was more focused on the monkies and the others' jokes than you.

The look on your face says it all. You're trying to think of something to say, but you don't know what. You want to fit in with them, say stupid shit that's funny enough to nearly make an outsider vomit, be loud and likable.

But he can tell you just can't figure it out. You're clearly uncomfortable, and you can't find a way to be witty or funny when you are, especially when you feel like a total outsider right now. They have so much chemistry together, and you feel like you're just... there, the rando they met on CSGO.

They're brothers and you're the oddball cousin.

And so, you step away with a mutter, "I'm gonna go find a bathroom."

They don't respond or even turn to look at you. They probably didn't even hear you over their own chaos. You want to throw up and never do this again. You're actually never making friends online ever again. You considered Isaac your best friend, given you've been friends for over three years and constantly game together and have been trying to meet up since day one. But now, when you're here in real life, it makes you realize how much you dont fit in with him or the others.

You may be funny online, but you're not very funny in person. His viewers are going to hate you, especially since Isaac wanted to put you in more videos after this. Jesus Christ you are going to get flamed. You're actually gonna fall off the face of the Earth after this.

You wander around for what seems like forever in search of a bathroom so you can just cry in peace. When you finally find one, it's a shared gender bathroom with multiple stalls that an employee had to let you into because you couldn't find another god damn bathroom. How embarrassing.

All you wanted to do was be alone for a minute.

Finally, you rush to the back of the bathroom and fling open the door on the last stall. You quickly lock it, the sound echoing off the tan and gold tiles on the walls and the linoleum on the floor. You sit down on the toilet, fully clothed, and lean over, pressing your chest against your legs. You look like a Discord mod final boss.

You don't really cry. You just sit there with tears in your eyes while you try to fight back a full fledged anxiety attack.

Time passes so slow to you on the inside. You feel like you're gonna pop and fizzle into the fabric of space at any moment. Outside, time is flying. Time is lost without you. Isaac can't help but worry for you after each minute you're still gone.

"Where's Y/n?" Nick asks, looking around the enclosed area.

"They went to find a bathroom..." Isaac answers, "I don't really wanna leave until they're back."

Larry steps away to exit the area, Tanner following him like a dog with his new monkey plushie. Isaac and Nick follow after, hoping that being outside will help you locate them. Maybe you got lost? You'd never been here before, so it'd make sense.

Tanner wraps his new plushie around his neck like he's giving it a piggyback ride before Isaac speaks up again. Larry bites at his nails while Nick leans against a metal post.

"I'm gonna go look for them. You guys stay here in case they come back."

And off he went, into the great unknown of zoo bathrooms.

It didn't take long to find you. He entered, calling your name with a special kind of worry. Maybe he does care about you, the random person he'd met on CSGO.

You hushed yourself up once you heard his voice echo off the walls.

"Y/n? Are you good?"

You don't answer, hoping he doesn't know you're even here. Somehow, he knows your sniffles too well.

"I could hear you sniffling." he speaks in a lower tone, slowly approaching the back stall, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." you mutter.

Your happy camera facade has completely fallen. He can't tell whether you're overstimulated and need a quiet break or are genuinely upset about something. The break in your voice makes his heart shatter.

"What's wrong?" he questions, "You've been weird today."

You shrug, then realize he can't see you, even with his right temple pressed against the stall door. You aren't sure how to put your feelings into words. I mean, how do you tell your Youtuber friend that you're putting on an act for the camera cause you're scared his viewers will hate you? That you fear that you're not cool or funny enough?

At the house, in the car, at lunch, around the whole zoo, you've been carrying an act, holding up a version of you that isn't you. You're not witty. You don't have the same exact humor as them. You don't like all the same things as them. You aren't attractive like they are, physically or personality wise. You don't have millions of fans, you don't get fanfics written about you, people don't make fan edits of you. You want to be as cool as they are, but you know you can't be.

"I'm scared your fans are gonna hate me." you admit in a blunt tone.

You can feel a pit form in Isaac's stomach, even through the flimsy stall door.

"Why?" you can literally hear his frown, given he's clearly lowered his mask, as he isn't as muffled now. Sometimes, he forgets about it, like it's a second skin, but he wants to talk to you clearly. He's totally off camera. This is all him, the Isaac you met on CSGO at two in the morning on the night of Halloween.

"I'm not funny," you answer, "Or cool, or witty, or anything. I don't wanna get flamed for being some unfunny friend of yours."

"You are funny," he replies, "And you are cool. You're genuinely one of the funniest people I know. Just because you don't make poop jokes like a ten year old or have the exact same humor as me doesn't make you not funny, Y/n/n."

"Sort of feels like it to me..." you exhale, pulling yourself up so your spine won't crumble into a permanent ninety degree angle. "Like... they're gonna see me for the first time and think 'wow, who's that?' and I'm gonna answer it through this entire vlog with 'I'm just some dumb idiot loser who doesn't belong here'!"

You can hear him take a little breath. "You're not just some dumb idiot. You're our dumb idiot... who belongs here."

You chuckle, a bit of cringe distorting your smile. He somehow always knows how to make you feel better, even if just a bit.

"Can I give you a hug?" he asks, pushing himself off the door.

"Yeah, sure." you sigh, pushing your hands against your knees to stand yourself up. You unlock the door to find a maskless (and glassesless) Isaac behind it. His mask rests under his chin while his sunglasses rest perched on his hat visor. You look up at him, considering how he towers over everyone, including you, even if towering may not be the proper term. "Forgot how tall you are."

"I'm 6'7." he smiles dorkishly

"You're like, 6'4."

"6'5 actually."

"On a good day."

He snorts, quickly moving to pull you in for a hug.

"Don't worry about the fans. Just be you, okay? You are more than enough."

You nod into his shoulder.

"You're fucking hilarious, and amazing, and so cool, and so nice, and so just... fun to be around. Okay?"

You nod once more.

this man is genuinley so fun to live with

not only does he insist on spoiling you all, but he's just a genuinely good person and respects all your boundaries and knows when to step out

like living with your best friends is really hard sometimes, considering yall function on different levels / sleep schedules and ignore each other's boundaries sometimes for jokes

like sometimes isaac will continue jokes far too long for you, yumi will get too loud and overwhelm you, tanner will shove himself in your space, etc without noticing

nick ALWAYS notices

you don't know if it's because yall have known each other forever or what

once he realizes he's overwhelming you a bit or kinda pissing you off, he instantly backs off and gives you the space you need or just shuts the hell up

you're constantly yelling at them about food and the fact they never cook actual food for themselves / they need to learn to cook, and it's very overwhelming considering there's all this food in the kitchen but they don't eat it

nicks always there to help you cook for everyone when need be and helps you sort through old food you should get rid of and shit

he literally bans isaac and yumi from doordash because it's tweaking you out so bad

not only does he respect your boundaries / help you with the frustrations of living with your best friends and seeing them literally 24/7, but he also helps you in other mental / physical ways

you're very prone to overworking yourself (editing, streaming, working on external projects)

he knows when to pry you away from the pc

he refuses to let you go past 24 hours without sleeping and brings you food / snacks throughout the day if he knows you haven't eaten within the past couple hours

this man a gourmet chef when it comes to you (he scans through online recipes like a mf)

he also helps you just get out and get a little exercise like walking around the mall or getting you to help him move some shit around

he always disguises it but he's getting you to at least 3k steps a day

he gives too many fucks ab you, and the others constantly make fun of him for it, but he really doesn't care

he loves u bruh 💔

he asked you out while you were at the mall

so casual too

tho he pulled the "if you want to, like if you don't want to you don't have to or anything"

u did....

u went to build a bear and got one of the pokemon bears and named it gunk bunker

and he got you some shoes you wanted for funsies

and you got him a lego set he was eyeing while you were window shopping

you went home as the mall was closing and fell asleep in the car w gunk bunker in ur arms and he posted a pic of it on his story

and isaac immediatly greeted him carrying you inside bridal style (still asleep) with "damn did u fuck so bad they fell asleep??"

"ISAAC???"

that shit woke you up real fast

you just wake up to a flustered nick carrying you around the house, a red faced isaac as he was laughing so hard, and yumi and larry giggling on the couch

he often sneaks into your room to sleep with you

and or does it while you're streaming or recording to just be within your presence while on his phone

he'll often wrap his arms around you while you're sitting down and press kisses against your face and head

he'll also randomly (completely off camera) get mad when you're not paying attention to him while he's standing over you

like you're playing gta v with yumi, smii7y, and kryoz, right?

nicks there standing over you, wanting to bother you for affection / it's time to fucking sleep cause it's super late

he'll do the thing where he directs your attention to him by directing your chin with his index finger and thumb

"pay attention to me" he grumbles

"wha-"

"oh my god, bruh, they gon fuck!!!!"

"yumi shut up..." you mutter into your mic

"stop paying attention to them, look at me. I wanna cuddle with you"

"get the fuck off this call, y/n" smii7y cackles

"my freak ass boyfriend wants to cuddle, bye-"

having a long distance relationship is HARD

especially when you're not just in college or something and can see each other during breaks

he's a full time content creator and you're doing your thing

there's a lack of time on both ends, not just money

you can't just... stop and drop everything for a couple weeks to enjoy each other yk?

he has his videos to work on and you have your stuff, plus you'd need an airbnb or something to rent so you aren't bothering the people you live with / Isaac's friends

he's constantly yapping ab meeting up but you both know it is so hard to the point you just maladaptivley daydream it

like the plans are not making it out the messages

its rlly upsetting esp to you because he has the financial ability to come see you and putting down the laptop for a week wont hurt him

sometimes you feel a little neglected but you talk to people to help better understand your feelings

youre just lonely and wish you could spend time with your man

so one year for isaacs birthday you started talking to nick, tanner, and larry about coming over to surprise him with a little visit

like full blown surprise party + cake + you jumping out to startle and shock him

they were so down to make this work

so you took a week like months prior to set aside & started planning

theyd go on a camping trip the weekend before his birthday since itd land on a tuesday

larry wouldnt go to make sure youd be able to get in, get comfy, and so youd have help getting everything ready before isaac, tanner and nick got back

larry has always been your wingman so full circle moment (tanner and nick have too but larry sticks his neck out to all the time)

so weekend of everything goes to plan

you decorate, make some food, and go get cake once nick texts you that theyre on the way back

well you get stuck in traffic on the way back and nick and tanner have to stall to keep isaac oblivious

theyre horrified he knows somethings up

but you cant let him walk into the crib, see the decorations, and let there be no you and no cake

like tf

so they stop at buccees for like an hour

isaac knows something is up but he doesnt know what, hes more convinced larry fucked something up and hes mad he'll get upset

he questions larry if his pc is okay, and what he did

larry maintains innocence and tries to hide the fact hes in your car while hes on facetime w isaac

he straight hangs up when isaac questions where hes at

anyways everythings fine and you get back before them

he walks in after everyone else and sees the decorations everywhere

and you jump out from the hallway and spook him

he actually jumps a bit just cause he wasnt expecting it and then freaks out

he scoops you into the tightest hug, picks you up, spins you around, literally shrieking like a teen girl

hes SO HAPPY to see you

so many kisses and hugs

he nearly starts crying type shit

spends the whole night at your side and cuddles with you all night long

getting up for water? no. he just pins you back down with his big ass arms