#packgod

Packgod x YouTuber Reader

Summary: (Y/N) loves watching Packgod roast people, though he’s tough on the outside, he’s soft on the inside.

(205 words)

The green light blinked on my webcam, signaling that I was live on Discord with Packgod. He was in the middle of a roast battle, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he typed out his signature insults. I muted my mic, a smile playing on my lips as I watched him work. Even though I'd seen him do this a million times, it never got old.

"Yo, this guy thinks he's tough," Packgod's voice boomed through my headphones. "But he's softer than a baby's butt. I bet he cries when he drops his ice cream." The chat exploded with laughing emojis. I giggled and typed a quick "LOL" into the chat. Packgod glanced over at my screen, a smirk on his face. "What's up, babe? Enjoying the show?"

"Always," I replied, unmuting my mic. "You're a natural, baby."

"Yeah, well, someone's gotta keep these nerds in check," he said, turning back to the screen. "Alright, who's next?" I watched as he continued to roast his opponents, each insult more creative and cutting than the last. Despite his tough exterior, I knew that Packgod had a soft spot for me. He was always there for me, whether I needed a shoulder to cry on or just someone to make me laugh. And I loved him for it.

“Guys what if instead of Squid Games, it was called the Mango Games? And the whole objective of the game is trying to not get humbled by Packgod, like that’s the first game. And like Red light, Green light will be Mango or Mustard. Like you have to eat a mango when they say mustard.” (theres more but i aint doing allat 😭✌️)