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klm-zoflorr · 1 month

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WAIIIT oh my gor dude you ship timelias ? Me as well . Please tell me your headcanons for those two .

Well okay i am not OBSESSED with them, but i do think they have their appeal. Hereeeee we go!

-Tim is definitely a very "jokes" kind of flirt. Elias doesn't look like he is. But oh boy can he match that energy. I think he might be able to fluster tim SERIOUSLY if he plays his cards right and doesn't reveal himself too soon

-I don't see them really dating seriously? Or at least they never get married. Yes you can sleep at my house yes I'll defend you with my life don't you dare put yourself as taken on facebook though

-And I think that's more a Tim thing than an Elias thing. I mean, Jonah is from the 19th century, weddings are kind of the epitome of a "relationship" to him. I think he's wanted to marry his past lovers very badly on occasion but never could. Wants to make up for it now.

-Tim definitely has the potential to bring Elias back to the light side of the force (assuming he was even there lmao) or at least make him somewhat more decent, but Elias 100% has the potential to make Tim into a rich kid. He'd take him to fancy restaurants and have a driver drive them around and before he knows it Tim is addicted to it. Same for clothing, Elias' eccentric style tends to stain everyone he touches. Anyways what i'm getting at is I do think Tim grew up rather well off but if he ever spends too much time with Elias I'm afraid he starts to look down on people who don't assort their socks with their outfit

-and don't get me wrong, he still wears patterned shirts and flip flops to work. He just. He accessorizes.

-i need to draw an outfit swap of them

-i do think they're roughly the same size. This leads to very funny shenanigans where Tim steals Elias' beautiful soft night robe and facetimes all of his colleagues with it. Elias tries to marry him so they can dramatically divorce like he's used to. Tim refuses. It starts a fight.

-Oh, the fights. I do think they fight often, over absolutely insignificant things. That's how they show love. By screaming at each other. Elias got Tim into dramatically shattering fine china* and turns out he's rather good at it

-polyam 4 polyam rights. The two of them have like 18 other people in their poly circle

-Tim is definitely weirded out by the idea of dating someone 200 years older than him at first. He does get used to it, but he NEVER stops cracking jokes about it

-Trying to embarrass Elias is kind of his hobby. But Elias has an excellent poker face and is also kind of a shameless whore, so it doesn't work often

-Who kisses the other first? Definitely Tim. I donnt think Elias would be intimidated or oblivious, but I think he's patient in regards to that and it's funnier for him to let his love interest make the first move (assuming they're the kind of person who has the self esteem to do that, and Tim definitely does)

-Simon Fairchild is Peter Lukas' sugar daddy, who's Elias' sugar daddy, who's Tim sugar daddy. Such a big family you have Mr Fairchild you can be proud of yourself

*well, they're cheap plates from ikea but you know, sounds the same when you throw em at the wall

#tim stoker #timothy stoker #elias bouchard #jonah magnus #timelias #stolker #klm-zoflorr #tma #the magnus archives #magpod #asks

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I need you to do your brother a favor.

for @tomorrowsdrama

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mickmarstookmyheart · 4 years

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Life's a Sick Joke pt 2

Pairing: Mick Mars x Reader

Would like to start from the beginning? Here is Part 1 !

Sidenote: As this story is under construction, I would like to warn you that those chapters which don’t have a proper title are written in the main caharcter’s POV!! Be aware!!! Be awaaare! I hope you will enjoy this storyas I did writing it, have a nice day and feel free to leave marks!

2. After-Meeting Party

"Hey Liz, you forgot your helmet! Don't dare to ride without it." Dylan threw it in your way and you caught it smoothly. You said goodbye to him and ran down the stairs, hoping not to meet any of your neighbors.

You packed your stuff into the bag of your motorbike. It was a beautiful, shining jet black chopper. You've worked your ass off to afford it, but it was way cheaper than a car. Perks, you can easily avoid traffic jams. It was just still February and all, but since you hate public transport, particularly people, you got your helmet on and pulled the leather jacket down your waist.

On your way to the meeting, plenty of things crossed your mind. Firstly, in a couple of months, you will be on the road and travel a LOT with Ozzy Osbourne as the opener group during 'Bark at the Moon' tour. Secondly, how should you behave with the boys and the other members of the staff? Should you joke with them or stay calm and silent and ignore all the witty sentences they will tell? And finally, Mick. You hoped he forgot that little chat between the two of you.

When you got there and finally found a parking lot. You took off your helmet and headed towards the building. Inside you took a look at the big clock and saw that you were half an hour earlier, but you didn't mind. Never have you ever been late from anywhere. I gave a look to that clerk from last time and confidently stepped in the elevator. When you got in front of the office door you hesitated a bit. When you stepped in you said a shy hello to the others who were already there. You sat down at the end of the table and started to read the papers on the desk.

"Hey, don't touch them! It's confidential." At the same moment, you dropped the papers and looked over the man in complete shock. You felt my face burn in embarrassment.

"Oh...I'm so sorry. I didn't know..." You tried to say a proper sentence.

"Just kidding, kid. Don't worry. Anyway, I'm Doc." He approached you and shook hands.

"(Y/N). Nice to finally meet you." You were smiling since you truly meant it. He already managed some bands you liked so much.

"Are you the new makeup artist?" He asked rubbing the back of his head guessing.

"Nope. I'm a photographer. I don't, more like I can't really do anything with makeup." You chuckled remembering your many attempts with make-up. You either ended like a clown or you never saw any difference.

"Ohh so you are the nerd one." Yaaay now they will call you The Nerd™. Cool. "Anyway, I read your CV. Nice qualifications. To be honest I expected an old, skinny man with a big mustache to be the photographer. But it's a pleasant disappointment."

"Thank you. I guess." You said after he left you there.

After he left the room, you let your hair loose and fix it a bit due to the helmet completely ruined it. The only body part you adored was your hair. Well, your hair, generally in the family. All the three of you and your bitch mother had silver, almost platinum white hair.

10 am. Finally. Everybody was present except for the four musicians. Nothing really happened, just discussed things which relate to the staff.

10:30 am. The door opened and the dark knight himself entered the meeting. You tried to avoid eye contact with him so you entertained yourself by the color of the wall and the long, shining glass table in front of you.

"I am sorry." Mick apologized and shut the door after himself. So he is the only one who attended the meeting. Nice.

"So, your interview went well I see." He whispered in your ear as he sat down next to you. Next to you. There were plenty of other seats available, but he had to sit down right there. Yay. Becoming invisible mission failed.

"Yeah...I was surprised, too." You said blushing.

You tried my best, really. You tried to concentrate on the meeting and jot down important information, but every time Doc joked and Mick chuckled or laughed you completely lost control. You always felt his eyes on you. It was frustrating. You cleared your throat more than once as a sign for him to look away but he didn't get it or just didn't want to. Doc started to write on the board the important concert dates and so did you.

"Shouldn't we wait until the boys come?" You chuckled. A girl asked who was sitting in front of you. She was a rookie, too if you had to guess.

"It's very unlikely to happen, dear. They are rockstars and they do whatever they feel like." Doc sighed continuing on the board.

"You know I'm sitting here, right?" Mick asked in a serious tone. Everybody cracked up, including me.

"If you really want to see them, check them at the after-meeting party." Doc told the girl.

"After-meeting party?"

You whispered to Mick.

"Yep. You coming?" He asked leaning closer. His breath was doing things to you.

"I don't know. Maybe. Although, I can't really drink, and party without alcohol isn't a party."

"And what if I won't drink either? That would be fair, right?" He offered in a very dangerous tone, it gave you goosebumps.

"Ohh I can't expect it from you. It's a party overall!"

"I want to be sober when I'm talking to you. I want to remember everything you say and tell me." Your heart skipped a beat.

At the party

"Hey, Mick!!! We didn't expect you to be hereeeee!!" Nikki yelled as he, Tommy, and Vince entered the party. They were all drunk as hell but trying to act sober. You and Mick were sitting at the bar drinking juice and water. Shame.

"Fuck. I didn't know what I was missing. These morons." He placed his face in his hands. Somehow you felt a sudden urge to touch his shoulder to comfort him, but you didn't have the guts to do so.

"And who is this?" The boys approached you and stopped in front of you. Vince eyed from head-to-toe and was grinning. "Nice to meet you, dear. I'm Vince Neil, the singer, and leader of this band."

"Vince, you are the lead singer, not the leader. It's not the same, man." Nikki corrected Vince.

"(Y/N)." He held your hand and placed a kiss on the top of it.

"My lady." Mick just rolled his eyes. You were afraid he might eye-roll himself into another dimension.

"And (Y/N)....what?" Tommy asked curiously.

"I'm sure she is (Y/N) Sixx cause I will fucking marry her, man!" He and his terror twin high-fived while you and Mick just shared a look.

"Wow. That was so original. You don't have better pickup lines?" You asked pulling one of your eyebrows at him.

"Hey, that was good. As me." He winked and with that, he just walked away pretending to be offended.

"I'm Tommy. Tommy Lee. And I really would like to know your surname!! Is it embarrassing or what?" He snickered.

"Well if you look me with those puppet eyes of yours I'm gonna tell ya. My name is (Y/N) Cooper." You sighed and waited for the reaction. Tommy was wide-eyed and already turned towards his bandmates.

"Hey Sixx, Vinnie! This is Alice Cooper's daughter!" You facepalmed since you already knew this will happen. A bunch of idiots.

"No, man. This is the reason I didn't want to tell it. Because you, fucking teenagers will immediately think that I'm a relative of Alice Cooper!!" You snapped and now completely understand Mick's thoughts about them.

"Chills, dude. I'm leaving." Lee held his hands up in defense and left you there with Mick.

"Fucking teenagers" is my line." Mick spoke up after they all left.

"You need to copyright it sometime."

∆Still at the party∆

"So I already know that you like taking pictures. Tell me your story!" You were now on the balcony which was much quieter and peaceful them downstairs. You finally convinced Mick to drink something even if you couldn't. He had a bottle of beer in his hands and was gesturing with it.

"I don't really know what to tell. What do you want to know?" You asked while taking a sip from your water. Water at a party. You couldn't believe it either.

"Well, do you live near here? Children?" He paused for a second. He looked at you from the coach. "Husband?" You smiled at the last question.

"Woah, Woah, Woah. Hold on! One question at once! I can't even remember them. Well, if you really want to know we live 30 minutes from here. We moved here at least four years ago."

"With whom?" He asked while he slowly stood up and leaned on the railing of the balcony beside you.

"With my brother and sister. Woah, now just with my brother, cause Isabelle went to uni. And for that husband topic...I haven't really had any proper relationship, there were mostly jerks, dumps, and idiots, in that order." You looked down and laughed at how miserable you were with relationships. "Also looking after my sister and sometimes my brother is just like having a baby." He chuckled. "And what about you?"

"I have a sister, called Susie and three..."

"Brothers?" You asked back not letting him finish his sentence. Mick already regretted intending to mention his children so it was a good come out.

"Yeah, sure." He said before taking a sip of his booze. He stood closer to you so his shoulder was touching yours. Mick met many girls during his life who were pretty and kind, but when he saw you in the office acting nervous, he knew you will completely turn upside down his whole life.

You hummed from the slight touch and leaned your head on his shoulder. You were admiring the view of the city night and the peaceful quiet. Then something crossed your mind like thunder during a storm.

"Holy shit." You cursed thinking he will kill you.

"What is it?" Mick asked worryingly.

"I forgot to call him, my brother. He will kill me. Sorry, but I gotta go."

"Okay, I will wait here." Mick sighed and thought he fucked it up this time. Maybe this touch and personal questions just scared you away. You headed towards the phonebooth downstairs. You felt terrible leaving Mick there all alone, but your brother must be worried sick, not knowing a thing about you.

You found a phone in the kitchen which was not that quiet. Cool. It ranged at least a million times until he picked it up.

"What kind of meeting lasts for more than 3 hours? I worried sick. Where are you?" He ranted on the phone. He was pretty angry.

"I'm so sorry, Dylan. Time just flew. Currently, I'm in a house party near to the office. It's a so-called after meeting party. Sounds ridiculous, I know." You smiled on the phone.

"Sure, it does. But you aren't drinking, are you? I hope you remember...that thing."

"Yeah I remember and you don't have to remind me all the time. And I'm sober. Anyway, Mick is asking of you."

"So...becoming invisible mission failed?"

"It fucking did."

"Who are you talking to, my dear?" A strangely familiar voice echoed from your back so you turned around. Vince. Dear Satan give you enough strength to handle him.

"Hey, Dylan I have to go, but I will set off soon, I promise. See ya later." And without waiting for his respond you hung up. After putting back the phone you glared at him, not in a mood for his attempts.

"What do you want, Vince?" You asked while heading back to poor Mick.

"Just a kiss from a rose." He stepped in front of you and put his fingers under your chin.

"No way, man! You are wasted and I'm not enough wasted to kiss you. So, please let me go." You wanted to walk beside him back to Mick, but he grabbed your wrist and pulled closer to him. Mick went back to the room and was about to leave this party since he supposed you weren't coming back. It was too long now for just a telephone conversation.

"It's just a kiss. From me. From the fucking lead singer of Mötley fucking Crüe." He whispered in your ear.

"But asshole, I don't give a damn of who you are. And get your hands off me!" You were about to walk away but he crushed his lips on yours. You immediately moved away and punched him in the face. He fell to the floor and held his hand on his face.

"You BITCH! You hit me!!" You stood there in complete shock, not believing what you just did. Everyone was staring at you. Your hand hurt like hell and you just wanted to be somewhere else.

"I'm so sorry. I should...go." You ran out of the bar and got on your bike.

"Hey, (Y/N)! Please wait!" Mick yelled from the door and was approaching you. "Where are you going?"

"Didn't you see what I did? I punched Vince. Actually, he is my boss. I fucked it up." You sighed and was gripping the hand clutch so strong your hand was already white.

"In that case, I'm your boss, too. And what did he do? I just saw that he is on the floor and you are running out."

"He...he tried to kiss me. I told him to stop and go away but he didn't. And after all, he did it and I got furious and hit him." You took a deep breath and looked into his eyes. Mick didn't know what to think at first, he was just amazed at how badass you were and angry as hell about Vince.

"Don't worry. He is so drunk he won't even remember it in the morning." Mick tried to chill you down.

"Are you sure? But what Doc will think? He is angry I guess..." You murmured.

"I think he didn't even notice it. And he won't care if Vince will go to him and cry like a girl who just broke her nails."

You chuckled. He stepped closer and you hugged him. You didn't know why you just needed someone to comfort you. He didn't move for a second. Later he hugged you back and rubbed your back. Mick wanted that moment to last forever, though it felt like a minute. Your strong grip, your smell and your hair in his face were just perfect. You were just perfect.

"Thank you for always being there when I need the most." You wiped your tears away and felt awkward." Sorry, this might sound strange." You sniffed.

"Hey, it's okay and I understand." A long pause and awkward silence. "So is this your bike? It looks badass." He took a look at your bike.

"Yap, it's mine. And thanks. I worked a lot to get it. But it worthed." You looked in the distance for a while. You thought about Vince and that you may have to look for a new job and had to leave Mick.

You screwed it up.

Next chapter

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underroleau · 5 years

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underrole chapter 6

Wave laughed as Undyne got up from the rubble, still unharmed.

- Ahah! I win!-

Undyne started laughing as well.

- I have to admit!!! That was spectacular! - She started to walk towards him – You have done a great job! - she continued, as she pet him on the head.

- Thanks!!! -

The woman slipped behind him, suddenly wrapping his arms around it.

- But you should understand- she begun, - that the fight isn’t over! - it was then yelled, as she suplex Wave with all her might smashing him on the floor.

- … -

Undyne released him, straightening herself and chuckling.

- Now I win, something to say? -

- ...that… -

- That? -

- WAS AMAZING!!!!! -

- hah. You’re a weird one, but I like that! -

Undyne gave a helping hand to Wave, getting him on his feet, only to knock him down again – BUT, don’t try to joke with me again, or I’ll kill you. -

- Ok!!! -

- Now get up and come inside. - she said, starting to walk to the house. Wave got up cheerfully, and followed her looking around with a big smile. She called Aplhys to tell her about Wave, and after a short conversation, she hung up, turning to the room.

- Ok, from now on you will be living with me! -

...but the room was empty, Wave had wandered off again, much to her annoyance, and another wall smashed in her house.

- I’M GOING TO KILL THAT GUY! -

(…)

Wave ran off into the hotlands following his desire to explore, making him end into Muffet’s nest, and after a little stroll, he started to get stuck to something sticky on the ground, her web.

The sovereign of that place appeared from the shadow, with her high pitched laugh echoing. Wave heard it, and glanced in her direction.

- Uhm… Hiiii!! Miss spider??? - he called – I’m hereeeee! I’m trapped, can you maybe help me???? -

- Muffet climbed down her own web, staring with her multiple eyes – You’re a strange one, aren’t you? -

- THANKS!! -

Muffet groaned, shooting a web on Waves mouth. - Would you please be less loud? And, by the way, what are you doing here? - She questioned, staring at him – Hmm… you’re not him, so he isn’t going to pay for you, either. - Hand on chin, she hesitated, annoyed. - I’m going to regret this. - The spider girl continued, tearing the web from Wave’s mouth. - What are you? -

- I DON’T NOW!! - it wriggled in place, excited. Muffet blocked his mouth again.

- You’re wasting my time, young man, and TIME. IS. MONEY! - she begun, angrily, but then seemed to reconsider – altho, maybe you can be of some use. Now, I’m going to free you, don’t you dare yell, or I’ll cut your tongue off. - she warned. Wave nodded, and she ripped the web off. - Now… go to the ruins, and recover the spiders blocked in there. You can carry them in your… ewh, well, shirt, it should be wide and warm enough, do you understand? -

- YES SPIDER LADY!! - chimed the loud kid, running off. Muffet scrieched, returning to her webs.

(...)

He kept running throughout Hotlands, bumping into Undyne and not even seeing her.

- HEY, BRAT!! COME BACK HERE, YOU IDIOT!!! - the fish woman called back, but the boy was on a stroll and didn’t awknowledge her.

Like a stormy tornado Wave went pass Snowdin at an alarming and non human speed, leaving snow and dust behind him and almost running over Toriel as well.

- Wave, wait!! - the goat lady panted, getting snow off her, but her shout went to the wind. So, she decided to follow him – Well, at least he seems healthy – she considered, relieved.

- Fast, fast!! - Wave kept running and running, getting to the ruins.

- HI BRO!! - He passed a sleeping Sans in his station, that woke up quite alarmed and shuffled after being yelled at his face.

- AAAA what?? Where? - He mumbled, hearing the far rumble of Wave’s running, only to fall asleep again.

Wave finally reached the ruins, and gave a peek to Toriel’s house, all tidy and clean.

- Looks like she is waiting for someone!! Sparky! -

Wave started to grow estatic as he wandered through the ruins, slowing down and getting it all in; flowers all around, trees, and the smell of…

- Wait, why was I here again? - He questioned, going on with his stroll, and ending up in a trap. He landed on his back, not really phased by it, and looked around, spotting a torquoise ribbon on the ground - ...oh, cute – he said, climbing back up from the whole he fell.

After a long walk, and even more falls, he finally sees a web.

- Oh, there… HEY, SPIDERS!! - he calls – MISS SPIDER LADY SENT ME HERE!! -

A small string fell from above, and he is greeted by a small spider. - Hello little one, spider lady sent me here, she wants me to bring you to her! I’ll carry you with my shirt! - The spider just climbed back up to the web, and Wave was left to wait.

Meanwhile, Alphys is looking at the cameras from her lab computer, looking at the disasters Wave was doing throughout the Underground… but then, her glare stopped on the king…

He was walking towards the lab, waving and smiling to everyone along the street, still glancing at his wedding ring, fingers fidgeting on it. Soon he was at Alphys’ door, and she opened.

- G-G-Greetings, Asg… Your majesty… -

Asgore smiled warmly – You don’t need to call me like that, Asgore is just fine. -

Alphys was trembling – Yes… but… Why are you here…? -

- I am here to see how Wave is doing .. is he here? -

- N-No… he is.. at the Ruins… -

- Oh.. I see.. Thank you Alphys, sorry for the bother. - The King bowed his head lightly, leaving without even entering. He had a worried expression.. but however, Endogeny suddenly escaped from the open door of the lab, jumping over him and making him fall on the ground, getting away.

- NO, GET BACK!!! Asgore… O-Oh no… - said the lizard, unable to catch the animal and rushing to help the king back on his feet

- What was that?… -

Alphys shook, wide eyed, studdering without thinking – Just… a robot going berserk!! Get inside… I’ll get you some ice… -

- Thanks, but I’m fine… I have to get on my way. -

(…)

Endogeny kept running, going past Toriel that was chit chatting at Sans’ post, and the two gave the creature a weird look.

- Isn’t that Alphys’ dog? - Toriel questioned

- He seems too have run away. Someone must get ‘em back. But that won’t be me. - said Sans, falling asleep shortly after, comfortably in his chair.

As Wave was letting all the spiders in his shirt, eating up a donut they offered him for the passage, Endogeny was able to find Wave following it’s scent, and the kid in a split second felt something wrong, inside him, warning him to RUN.

- ….We need to go. -

He climbed on top of the animal, that rushed out of the ruins, and as they passed Toriel and Sans once more, Wave tried to grab them both, but Toriel was too heavy so she was just dragged for a bit, tumbling in the snow with a scare.

- Wave, what’s wrong with you!! You can’t do that!! -

- We have to go! - Wave repeated, placing better the sleeping skeleton on the dog – No time to explain! -

- I’m sorry my child, my place is in the ruins. Now keep playing but be safe. - said the goat lady, dusting the snow off her and starting to walk back home. Wave just stared, and Sans woke up.

- Kiddo, you heard her, now let’s get where you want to go. -

He nodded, and they were back on their way. Next, they met Asgore, and Endogeny started to cover him in snow after halting.

- Ho ho, what a peculiar creature… - laughed the king, as he took the snow off himself.

- Asgore, Toriel is in trouble. She is alone at the ruins, can you please go check on her? - Wave asked, brows furrowed as Endogeny went on a wild run once more.

- Wait, what trouble??! - screamed the king to their backs, but they couldn’t hear or answer them. However, alarmed by the news, started running to get to her house.

(...)

Toriel wasn’t one bit happy to see him appear at the door.

- What are you doing here??? -

- Toriel, listen… -

He walked towards her, but someone else followed right behind, anticipated by dusty wind that covered the floor. Asgore slowly turned, and Toriel went pale, a single tear running down her face, her hands shaking.

A slicing sound, something cracking, a thud and acre smell of dust raising.

A scream, and Toriel ran away in tears. THANKS AGAIN TO @nephdetermined FOR THE HELP !!! MASTERPOST

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