Imagine like
Your Tubbo, currently in purgatory leading and managing a team that does not want to listen at 19 years old, you’re fearing for your life everyday. Enduring bloody battles to save the lives of your friends children, you’ve killed people you love, you’ll be forced to kill again, the blood on your hands is drowning you even if again and again your try to climb out using a thorny olive branch
You get a letter from your long lost best friend that you might’ve accidentally married at one point as a bit, You open it, expecting him to hear about you situation and offer comfort, or support.
What you find, An extremely detailed self insert fanfiction where you call him baby girl and fall deeply in love with each other, there’s also love triangle for some reason?
You remember your friend is Tommyinnit
To make things worse you've been separated from your machines, trains, and your gigantic hole so all your projects have been put on hold + you are being forced to work with someone who might be involved in kidnapping the federation worker you've been exchanging vaguely romantic letters with.
And speaking of that federation worker, not even their fellow coworkers have been able to find them on the island that has an infection corrupting the workers with black matter.
You are helpless, trapped on an island, and your friend is Tommyinnit.
