《𝐌𝐂𝐘𝐓 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬》

"𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥.."

Tw: voices, panic attack, Derealization
Ship: nope
Requested: idkwattohaveasmyname
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In which Ranboos voices become too much.
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Ranboo's pov:

"You blew up the community house, it's all your fault.."

"Ranboo.. but I'm not even real.."

I woke up in sweat, my eyes squinted as I tried to focuse my sight. My bed sheets thrown around and on the floor, dreams voice rang through my head as I sat up.

Looking around I decide it's time I get up, stretching out my back i start to walk to my bathroom. Living by myself sucks.. but what am I gonna do? Nothing, no one would really want to live with me anyways.

Finally reaching for the doorknob to open the door, I walk in and stand at my sink counter. My hair all messed up, shirt wrinkly, sweat running down my face. I start to stare into my eyes, disgusting. Why do they even have to be different colors?

Looking around again, everything starts to feel so surreal. Like someone was watching me, everything started to feel like a simulation.

"Im not even real"

"Im not even real"

"Im not even real"

Those four words floated around my mind as my eyes landed on everything, hes wasn't real.. if he's not real then, is anything else real. It was all in my head, hes not real..

A shaky breath left my body as I looked down and started to walk away from the mirror. Not forgetting to look back at it before I closed the door behind me, was that- I won't question it.

"We aren't real ranboo.."

I whip around to find the oddly soothing voice that called out to me. I start walking faster trying to get out the hallway.

"We don't exist"

..who doesn't exist? My head started to spin as my eyes widen.

"Its already happening"

What is..? Did I forget something? No no no no, where's my book?

"It will always be your fault"

Where are they? Stop it.. I don't like this.. Voices clouded my head as I dropped to my knees, I could hear them getting closer and more voices talked over each other.

The yelled, whispered.. they told me it was all my fault. That nothing was real, and I believed them. Is anything real honestly?

Everything will end sooner or later, it can either happen peacefully or it will be at the fault of humans. Everything felt clouded as everything closed in, my heart started pumping faster and it got harder to breath normally. My limbs left weak as I pulled my knees up to my chest.

Stop..
Stop..

Its too much, there are too many people yelling. I get it, I know. I know its my fault you can stop now!

Tears poured down my cheeks as I bring my hands to my head.

I get it.

I get it.

You can stop now.

Foot steps became loud around me, bottles clanking together, and crashing of plates hit the floor. My cries became louder as the noise in my head continued.

Everything around me feels fake, I feel like I could just sink into the ground as the world crumples around me. Static noise starts to play over the voices and people destroying my home.

I tried to scream but my voice came out dead, my crown falling besides me. My hands go up to my ears and start banging on them, I want it to stop. Please make it stop..

Suddenly, everything stops at once and the static music ringing through my head dies down to almost unnoticeable.

Bring up my head in surprise I glace around frantically to catch the people trashing my house.. but no one was there, there are no people. No one was yelling, no one was throwing my plates, bottles weren't being bashed together.

..what..?

So nothing was real.. I guess they were right.

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Hello assholes! Whats up.
Yeah I know I'm fucking annoying but it's writing hour!! Feel motivated :)

Anyways, I fucking love you, go drink water. Commit a felony dont get caught, if you do tell me...
I hope this was good, I tried to make it okay enough since it was my first request!

Please tell me if I missed any triggers!
[712 words]

-Tye