Sep 23, 2021
“My child is fine!”
Your child fantasizes themselves being a part of closely-knit, quirky groups of fictional people in the found family trope to feel something
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“My child is fine!”
Your child fantasizes themselves being a part of closely-knit, quirky groups of fictional people in the found family trope to feel something
Philza: Have you guys seen (y/n) and Tommy? They still have chores to do
Techno: No, haven’t seen them since the storm started
Wilbur: Since the sto- (Y/N) NO!
Meanwhile, creeper hybrid!(y/n) standing in the middle of a thunderstorm with an iron shovel raised high: STRIKE ME DOWN ZEUS, YOU DON’T HAVE THE BALLS
Doctor: For self defense reasons, I'm going to pretend to be a burglar and you guys have to act wisely
Rose, (Y/n), & Jack: Okay
Doctor: If you don't want to die, give me all your money
Rose: Bold of you to assume I have money
(Y/n): Bold of you to assume I don't want to die
Jack: Bold of you to assume I can die
*At grocery store*
(Y/n): Hey I lost my brother, can I make an announcement?
Cashier that doesn’t get paid enough to care: Sure
(Y/n), over the loud speaker: Goodbye Klaus, you little shit
Wilbur: can I get a hug?
Y/n:
Y/n: *running away*
Wilbur: oh... : (
Technoblade, squinting at something in the distance: ...I think they're coming back
Wilbur, smiling and looking at y/n: wait, really?!
Y/n: *sprinting at Wilbur as fast as they can with their arms held out*
Wilbur:
Wilbur, panicked: oh fuck
Ranboo, about (y/n): Apparently we’re getting someone new in the group
Tubbo: Are we stealing them?
Tommy: New or used?
Ranboo: Excellent responses, both of you
Tommy: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!
(Y/n): Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD
Tommy: I’m leaving, and I’M TAKING TUBBO WITH ME
Ranboo, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now
Wilbur: Tonight, one of you will betray us.
Tommy: Is it me, Wilbur?
Wilbur: No, it’s not you.
Fundy: Is it me, Dad?
Wilbur: It’s not you either.
Eret: Is it me, Wilbur?
Wilbur:
Wilbur, mockingly: Is IT mE, WiLBuR?