Suddenly Grian is not standing where he was standing one second ago. He’s slightly to the left, and he’s also sitting down. He startles, hands flailing as though to catch himself. “That woke you up,” Scar says, smug.
“What—? Scar,” Grian starts, but then he’s moved again — about five blocks to the left this time. He jolts, tries to stand up, and realizes he’s sitting in a boat — an invisible boat.
“This is a neat little trick, you know, Doc taught me this one. It’s like — some kind of glitch with boat placing. All you have to do is — boop!” And then he’s gone again. “Ta-daaa! The Great and Powerful Scar strikes again!”
“Scar,” Grian shouts from twenty-five blocks away, trying very hard to be frustrated, but he is half-laughing. He’s clambering out of the boat as Scar jogs over, making a series of dramatic sound effects, and Grian risks a glance with his Watcher eyes and sees seven more boats in his hotbar — “No, no, no you don’t” — and then Grian’s moved again, and he yelps in shock, much to his embarrassment.
“Scar, stop it — no! Now is not the time! This is — I’m being serious, Scar,” he protests, but it’s not so believable because he’s full-on giggling now. “Scar!”
“Oh, I’m being serious, too. Very, very serious. In fact, I’m making a business deal. I can sell you the knowledge of how to perform this glitch for” — he pauses to actually count on his stupid fingers — “every diamond you own! How does that sound?”
“Scar.”
“See, I’ve been trying to nail the specifics, but it’s tricky. Doc said that it’s a little bit like ender pearls, but I’m not sure how. And you can’t do it with yourself, only with another player. He also said it works in multiples of five and that you’ll always teleport in the same direction and a whole bunch of boring stuff that I don’t really remember because I didn’t listen — hmm, come to think of it, that’s probably why it’s so tricky to nail the specifics. Maybe I should go back and ask him again —”
God, this man is going to be the death of him. Grian drags a hand down his face, still giggling. “You are so dumb,” he says, “I can’t believe it sometimes. I love you.” He doesn’t really mean for that last bit to slip out, and his breath catches a little when he realizes, but Scar doesn’t seem to notice.
“I am not dumb,” he says, placing a hand on his chest. “Grian! My closest confidante! How could you speak ill of me this way? I simply have a — a spicy attention span!”
“The spiciest,” Grian agrees, nodding, and for a moment Scar’s distraction has worked perfectly, and he forgets everything he was afraid of. There’s only Scar’s face, bright with mirth, and the sun in his hair, and — and he’s reaching for another boat.
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from quality entertainment (ao3) - i loved this bit so much, wanted to post it separately
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❛ how does it feel to be in love? ❜ from tj and/or shaw >:3c
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"Well, Shaw, I got a feelin' that both of us know how that feeling feels!" Words are spoken as Vale finds themself shuffling closer in the shared bed between them and Shaw. The lights are on low, dimmest setting to give the two lovers some secrecy while also making it bright enough that they wouldn't be tripping over each other and knocking into every countertop and table and animal in the house if they even attempted to sit up. Thankfully, it appeared that neither Vale or Shaw was going to go anywhere in the next few hours at least.
"For me, it feels like heartburn but in a good way. It starts like butterflies in my stomach and it makes me restless and like I could take on the whole world for you. Then it gets to my chest and it makes my heart race more and more and then it gets to my mouth and I say all kinds of things without thinking because when I'm around you, I don't need to filter myself out and mask." Now nestled under Shaw's arm, both of Vale's arms wrapped around his stomach and pressed their body right against his, the Godzilla patterned boxers all they were wearing.
"And then that's when the stuff goes to my brain! And then I think about you all day! I think about you when I work, when I have a snack, when I want someone to cuddle with and kiss, when I have any open moment, you always find your way into my thoughts. That is what love feels like to me."
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we're having sex and you pull out at the end to discover your cock is entirely gone, dissolved (ive digested it like a pitcher plant). bye!
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