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elmhat · 1 year

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// dsmp rp

A No Nuke AU Drabble, feat. Stagedduo

Special thanks to @call-me-apple / @dreamsclock / @carpedzem for the brainrot.

“So you’re telling me we’re done?”

Punz’s voice was deliberately steady, deliberately controlled, but the fire in their eyes betrayed them.

Dream was pacing the prison lobby. Distantly, he wondered how much longer it would take to wear grooves into the floor like this, with the mining fatigue. “We’re not done, we’re just… changing objectives.”

Punz raised an eyebrow. “So we’re fucking done.”

“Yes, Punz! We’re done with, like, revival stuff, if that’s what you mean.” Dream thought of obsidian rooms piled high with books, the mad scrawlings of two who were playing at science. They hadn’t moved any of it. They probably never would. “For now.”

Punz stood from the warden’s desk, and when they looked at Dream, he couldn’t be sure they recognized him. A stranger—and a threat.

“So let me get this straight,” they started. “Everything we did, all the things we did, together— you’re saying none of it fucking matters? I waited a fucking year for you, Dream!”

Dream advanced on them. “Oh, wow, that’s— I’m so sorry, that must’ve been so hard for you to like, sit around for a year while I— fucking—”

He cut himself off, taking a controlled breath. “I get it, okay? I know what I— what we sacrificed. It doesn’t change anything.”

“So everything you went through in here was for nothing.”

Dream balled his fists. He started pacing again, quickly, before he punched Punz or a wall.

“It’s not fucking nothing, Punz, how would it be nothing? Like— We learnt a lot, y’know, about revival. That knowledge isn’t gonna magically disappear. Now it’s time to actually put it to use. Start helping the server.”

“Start helping Tommy, you mean.” Punz spat the name like a curse.

“Start helping anyone, Punz! Why is this so hard for you to understand?”

“What the fuck is wrong with you, bro. What did Tommy do to your head? You’ve never, just, given up on something like this before.”

“Aren’t you tired?” For the first time, Dream let himself feel the exhaustion baked into his bones. It had been there for so long that he didn’t remember a time before. Every day, it got worse. “Don’t you miss not having to fight?”

Punz just shook their head. “Dude, you’re fucking delusional.”

“You can’t tell me you don’t! Back when you could actually talk to people, and not just pretend to like them. You had people. Sapnap, Tubbo…”

But Punz couldn’t be listening. Their eyes bore straight through him, as if the mask on his face were made of glass. “You never even gave a shit about me.”

“What?”

“You never cared about what I thought, what I wanted— so don’t act like you do now. You just wanted someone who’d do what you said, whatever random whim you’re on.”

Their eyes narrowed. “I’ll never be your precious fucking Sapnap, or George, or whoever else you’ve decided doesn’t hate you anymore.”

Dream was quiet. He stopped in the center of the room, and something like regret flashed across Punz’s face before being replaced with icy resolve.

“Maybe you’re right,” said Dream. “Maybe I don’t care what you think anymore.” In here, in this moment, the walls were stiflingly close. It was too hot. This place had always been too hot.

“I’m leaving,” he said.

Punz laughed coldly. “You’re leaving? The prison, you mean? Like— Forever?”

Dream shrugged. He didn’t know. There weren’t a lot of things he knew anymore. “Come, or don’t, I don’t care.”

When neither of them spoke, it felt like the ground beneath Dream was giving out. He knew what it was like to be alone; in some ways, it felt safer. But this was something else.

He turned away, climbing down into the makeshift exit tunnel.

“Hey, Dream?” said Punz.

Dream looked up, far too quickly.

“Give me the keys.”

Dream’s stomach sank to his boots. But he retrieved the keycard, and when he tossed it to Punz, it felt like the heaviest thing he had ever held.

He left without a word.

#dreblr #c!dream #c!punz #c!stagedduo #pandora's vault #no nuke au #dsmp fic #drabbles #my writing

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dream-critical · 1 year

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what do you think about George, Foolish and Karl? don't hold back. Speaking of Bitzel, who do you think are some CC's that dislike dream?

Alrighty so fair warning I never really watched foolish and George so if you have things to add or would like to say something about them feel free to send an ask! Also this got pretty long so putting it under a readmore

Anyway I'm gonna be honest here. Never have been fond of George. He's boring and average and painfully white. And like, that's not a bad thing in general bc. Like yeah being Average is fine like that's normal.

But the way stans act like he's sooooooo hot and sooooo funny etc is weird bc he just. Isn't? Maybe it's bc I'm a lesbian but I just don't get the hype at all. I do suspect it's bc he tries to be as neutral as possible on everything and not share his real thoughts on stuff afaik so they see him as an easy target to project all their thoughts and emotions on to. And the way some people will make him look extra feminine or sooooo petite and girly bc they ship dnf and play into weird and fetishistic tropes is just gross. I've already talked about my opinion on rpf here before but like in general I feel like he's too absent to really stan while also being wildly mistreated by the people who claim they love him. He literally just looks like every other random British person ever.

He also just. Never seems truly happy streaming. I only watched a couple of streams of his before I left the fandom but like. Idk he seems like he's over it and always has been.

Karl is. Idk. I have complicated thoughts on him? Like on one hand I feel like he's leaning into the softboy aesthetic too hard, almost as if he's just trying to appease people. on the other hand like. If he truly wants to express himself that way he has every right to do so and he should do whatever he want.

I do feel like he gets unnecessary hate from Mr beast fans especially since Mr beast just. sucks. But also he has been called out for a couple of things like misusing and just overusing AAVE, I'm pretty sure he made a Hitler joke once. Also the banter guests, the charity stream with I think autism speaks? If I remember correctly. The ice Poseidon stuff etc.

It's all just ????? Like it feels like he's trying to seem harmless and soft to just. Get away with shit? he has talked about anxiety a couple of times though. But also like you are an adult bro take responsibility.

Foolish is. Eh. I legit didn't watch his content bc while he obviously is a talented builder I didn't really think he was funny or interesting. idk if he still associates with the others but if he does thats questionable.

When it comes to Bitzel saying other CCs also dislike dream. I'd say it's probably mainly the smaller CCs around him. I've looked into it more and maybe quackity as well? Bc apparently he hasn't interacted with the Dt in a while in like. A sincere and genuine way.

I do wish they would speak out but hm idk. We'll have to see.

However. I do feel like talking and speculating about this gets a tiny bit parasocial. Like it's interesting ngl. But I don't think like. Trying to figure it out and reading into every single interaction deeply will help anyone and I have seen some people do that shit.

We can't really know, they won't tell us and they are probably all very wary of speaking up bc dream stans are very aggressive and obsessive lmao

#mercury.txt #asks #anonymous #cc critical #gnf neg #karl jacobs critical #gnf critical

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gladiolidiaries · 6 months

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do you think we'll ever get a good content schedule from them? i feel like a broken record talking about it, and maybe i'm just too hopeful but i miss their dynamic and fun silly minecraft videos. now it just seems like they can't settle on what to do since they need to work on the next big thing or just something new that hasn't been done before.

tbh i get it for dream the pressure is always high on him especially as the top mc channel who was known for being one of the best at the game, manhunt, the speedruns, and having consistent hits. plus he just has so much shit going on 😭💀 people hate him for crying, and ppl are now calling him random ass nasty words like everyone is out to get his ass 💀. and his mc content could honestly in my humble opinion change things positivity for himself and dteam as a whole. plus the drituation thing// whatever is going on with that... so i get him if he wants to plan new things because pressure is definitely high. at least we get some casual still fun mc videos in between. the problem is when that's going to be released.

now george idek what's going on he said he got a project he's working on./but what if it's really just some behind the scene work/business and we've just fucking delusional. can someone just make him a model he would love it tbh. plus we're never going to get another minecraft but my friend is... because he said they're old now (?) or boring i forgot what. i really want his youtube career back, but if he doesn't want to i wish we could get fun irl streams again. i feel like if he at least was consistent doesnt have to be a weekly thing maybe even monthly would be good with some tweet announcement in advance it would be so much fun..

now sapnap,,, i like his mc content the last dteam videos were so good, but everytime i finished a video i would just get sad because we wont have another one for who knows how long.. plus he's not overly obnoxious in his youtube vids so it's fun and makes me like him a lot... his streams --he's so inconsistent,, bro keeps lying to us-- i like them sometimes but i get annoyed at how he practically has nothing planned (i get it's a 'daily' thing) and sometimes when i see him yawn i get annoyed because broooo... i wish he could actually play his hardcore world and do fun little adventures on there that would be fun to watch,, but bro just sings along to songs (it just happens all the time)..

they fumble so hard.. like sapnap could be doing so much more on his streams, but since he just waits around obviously only his very dedicated fanbase will watch or others would just watch recaps since it's not really a you need to be there thing. dream needs to get his shit together and start giving himself harsh deadlines or something like that so he can start pushing things out. george well i wish he could stream, we /hannah give him countless ideas..... just miss dreamteam honestly,, give me back the three mc nerds please.... i really just want their mc videos back

honestly i'm past waiting and i'm past caring at this point. i think its bc my hyperfix died but i can't even make myself care anymore, i've reached acceptance about how they handle their career and content.

i don't think that regular dteam content is coming, ever 😭

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jamesvowles · 2 years

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im here bc of your f1 midseason moment quiz. you mentioned an f1 sims file (and george being a common criminal in there) and im just wondering which drivers you made in the sims and more importantly, what traits, aspirations and likes/dislikes (idk if they are in your sim game lol) did you give them? :0 thanks in advance!

hey anon! i hope you liked the quiz (DAKSADKSD i love reading everyone's tags and reception on it so ^_^). but yes! there was an f1 sims file (and now i have a second one running because the other one was getting boring). i made some sims and edited some from the gallery as well just to make things easier for myself ^_^". i'll try my best to list them in order and give brief notes as well abt them in my save. also i might be remembering wrong because we had a lot of people get kicked out and also die so.....🧍

i didn't give them any likes/dislikes and just let them develop their own over time DFSKDKSK

most of the drivers have some variant (or all) of active, self assured, ambitious, or bro

under the cut because this is going to be long lol

main house:

max - active, self assured, hot headed (or ambitious? i do not recall). his aspiration was body builder because sims is brutal and only has one sporty goal. he developed a love for fitness.

danny - cheerful, ambitious, bro. aspiration was friend of the world. he was the only person i ever saw apologize to his s/o (lets call him clown) and recover his relationship. loved dancing. had a club

lando - childish, goofball, geek. aspiration was computer whiz (i was probably thinking about his twitch career or something KSFDKFDSK). divorce with lando was so bad bc george was in his chad era. liked video games.

george - jealous, ambitious, bro. aspiration was wealthy (though i have no idea why i did this, probably just random for me FDKSDK). i don't think the jealous fits either but i made him with valt and wanted them to fight. they did not. he didn't do anything for the longest time but then when he became a club leader he fucked everybody within radius.

valtteri - ambitious, good, foodie. aspiration was renaissance sim. i added foodie bc i heard he had a coffee shop i think??? also he's my friend's fave as the "lesbian ally" or something which is why he has the good trait LOL. he hated dancing but that man could fucking dance.

secondary house:

pierre - active, ambitious, unflirty. aspiration was bodybuilder. i made him unflirty because i thought that would slow him down. unfortunately he fucked a lot and i looked like a clown. he loved fitness. he died and refused to come back to life

charles - cheerful, ambitious, good. aspiration was also bodybuilder. he mostly danced and kept to himself.

added drivers:

alex - active, bro, cheerful. aspiration was friend of the world. (i'd give him the animal aspiration if i had dogs and cats before). kicked out because he would not stop complaining about the house.

oscar - gloomy, ambitious, active. aspiration was bodybuilder (we were going to change it to writer so he could resurrect ppl). homeless and then we brought him back. liked fitness. i added gloomy because i wanted a sarcastic bitch vibe and i thought that would be closest.

robert - cheerful, goofball, childish. aspiration was city native (his tiktoks give me city boy vibes).

dennis - active, loner, bro. aspiration was friend of the world.

checo - active, romantic, family oriented. aspiration was serial romantic because well,,,you know ;)

theo - active, self assured, ambitious. aspiration was bodybuilder.

new house:

max, danny, valtteri, and george all made a comeback but max fucking died recently because i accidentally let him swim in the pool while he was tired.

mick - self assured, cheerful, active. aspiration is neighbourhood confidante.

nicky - clumsy, dog lover, active. aspiration is wealthy.

lewis - vegetarian, good, active. aspiration is friend of the world.

etc. fellas i didn't mention: mattias binotto, roscoe hamilton, and some csgo esports guys!

#thank you anon i am obsessed with my sims save file #i hope u make one as well #maybe even more chaotic wahoo!!!!!!

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literaphobe · 3 years

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idk man like y’all need to stop making ‘george is the most bland and boring person ever <3’ posts not because it’s upsetting to me but because ur actually spitting in the face of tommyinnit himself and quite frankly he might hunt you down if he found out. maybe you’ve never had to hang out with georgenotfound but tommy literally can’t bring him anywhere and yet has been in public with him on multiple occasions. the man is a menace and an absolute wild card. be afraid

#text #like do u think ur being so special and quirky for takes like that?#bro GEORGE calls himself boring #he doesn’t care #tommy held an entire ted talk today because he was offended that george would ever think otherwise #im sorry if u think tommy is funny n then u have to believe him when he says george is entertaining as all hell #because its true!!!!#the funniest people in this world are those who Very Obviously funny people find hilarious/love to be around #tommy will BITE you for calling george bland #like congrats on being the 483848th person in a row to make some ‘i think george is nothing special!’ post in a bid for notes #are u happy? did u get ur baity ‘hit post’?#do u want a cookie?#georgenotfound #tommyinnit #mcyt #like why are you making a post to shit on one white man to uplift another white man?#that cancels it out pal

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fandomspov · 2 years

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･ﾟ𖡼 ︎ִֶָ⁀➷

FINALLY | wilbur

「 sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ 」 ଽ you are sapnap's sister and you meet wilbur for the first time.

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YOU weren't really into the idea of being the centre of attention, let alone be one a youtuber or streamer. no, you were just an average student trying to finish uni and move on with your life

your brother, on the other hand, is in fact a steamer and a pretty well-known one in the mcyt community. from all his streamer friends you only met dream, george and karl irl because you were most of the time away to school.

but now it was finally winter break and you could go home and visit your family. the second you opened the door you were pulled into a group hug by your family. all you could do is giggle and hug back "i missed y'all so much" not even realising the other people standing aside in silence

"we missed you more, hun" your mom smiled, stroking your cheek "y/n, i want you to meet my friends" sapnap pulled you away from the doorway and in the middle of the room. you left your suitcase next to the couch and looked up to see his other friends

"hey i'm luke" the blonde guy smiled, he seemed really nice and you couldn't lie, really attractive "y/n" you smile shaking his hand. after greeting mostly everyone you got to the last guy

"hi i'm wilbur, but you can call me will" he smiled, he is really gorgeous, his smile is sweet, his eyes are beautiful. you couldn't help but stare. he is taller than you and had a beanie on his head, you've seen him before on twitch when you were catching up with some dsmp content

"y/n" your sentence was cut short by him grabbing your hand and kissing it "pleasure to finally meet you, y/n" but the moment was poorly ruined by your brother being himself "ok that's enough. let's go shall we?"

you rolled your eyes, turning around to look at him. your parents already long gone to help with your bags upstairs "go where" "we're gonna go vlog for our youtube channels, duh"

"i just got here and you're already a pain in the ass" you groaned making your way upstairs "y/n's coming, right?" you heard wilbur ask your brother making you smile to yourself "bro stop being a simp for my sister, she's not coming"

you only rolled your eyes "ok it's set, she's coming" karl clapped his palms excitingly "what, no?" sapnap called after him but it was too late, he was already coming after you.

"y/n get ready really quick, you're coming with us" karl stated from behind the door "since when?" you frowned your eyebrows, opening the door for him

"since now, now get ready" he commands before leaving downstairs. all you could do was get ready, put on some makeup and touch up your hair and you were ready to go

"y/n are you done already?" sapnap groaned, holding a camera in his hand while leaning onto the wall of the living room "i'm coming" you jogged down the stairs and in front of the group "ok let's go"

you stayed behind along niki for a chat while taking a walk to the park. the guys were filming in front of you but it was pretty hard to notice the both of you because you were in the far back.

"oh come on, he's so into you" she giggled at your denial, will just met you how could he like you like that already? "nah, he was just being nice-" "here he comes, brb" niki wiggled her yes rows before joining jack and the others.

"hi y/n" he greeted with a soft smile "hey" his nose and cheeks were a light shade of red. he looks so good right now you thought "i got bored, they started talking about tommy's obsession with queen elizabeth" you both laughed at that "weird obsession for a 17-year-old"

"i know right" he could sense that something was off, your hands were deep into the pocket of your jacket and the scarf covering your nose and cheeks "are you cold?" he asked

"huh? no" you said looking back down at your feet going forward, you could hear the smile in his tone when he said "come here" before pulling you into him, wrapping an arm around you "oh, thanks" you shyly said scratching your neck "is it ok?"

"yeah, it's umm it's perfect" you couldn't help but smile, he's genuinely one do the sweetest people you've ever met. you thought about niki's words, did he really like you? "would it be ok if i start recording?"

you nodded your head 'yes', watching him pull out his camera and point it towards the both of you "hi guys, today i'm here with y/n" he greeted moving the camera so it's was only you in the frame, you didn't know how to act on camera so you only waved with a small "hi"

"shut up" you laugh throwing a chip at wilbur's face. he picked it up and ate it "and what if i don't want to?" "then i'll have to make you" he gave you a smirk at your answer "and how are you going to?"

"hey! hands-off" sapnap argued behind the camera. wilbur flipped it so it would film sap getting angry making you chuckle

you smiled getting closer and closer towards him, your lips barely touching "like this" you whispered closing the small gap between your lips.

he kissed back with so much force that you landed with your back on the soft and cosy bed. you couldn't help but giggle as you pulled away "what?" he responded with a laugh himself

"nothing, it's nothing" you tried to gain your seriousness back "no you have to tell me now"

"what if i don't want to?" you mocked him, giving him a scrunch of your nose in his face making will smile "then i'll have to make you" "then make me" he smirked before closing the gap again, letting his hands explore your waist "what the actual fuck?" sap came out of nowhere "shit" you told yourself before jumping up from the bed

"look sap, this is no-" but your sentence was cut short by wilbur "we're dating" you turned around to look at him, a small smile creeping onto your face "what? since when?" he exclaimed, he was mad and it's not good "since a month ago" you confessed looking down at your feet "and you didn't tell me because?"

"we thought you'll get mad and not approve of us being together" will explained softly and you nodded "that's so fucking dumb, you know that right?" he sighed rubbing his forehead "you should've told me and that would've been it, i have nothing against it but I'm just mad you kept it a secret"

"so you're not pissed at the idea of us dating?" you smiled at him with big doe eyes "no" you went in to pull him into a tight hug before he pulled you away "ok that's enough, I'll go stream. don't. be. loud" he warned before exiting the door

you turned around to face will who already had a big smile on his face. you only squealed and let will embrace you in his arms "we don't have to hide anymore" he chuckled pulling you into a soft kiss "finally"

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peakgenko · 3 years

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Songs the Haikyuu boys would slow dance with you to...

CW; suggestive sexual themes

N/A, my heart nutted while writing this tbh

not proofread!!

Kei Tsukishima

Dream A Little Dream of Me- The Mamas & The Papas

I don’t even know how i made this connection but i feel like tsukishima hums a lot of old songs and so this would be one of them

Or slow dancing in the dark by joji. it’s his favourite song. because of you.

Yuu Nishinoya

So Good At Being in Trouble- Unknown Mortal Orchestra

You’d rock back and fourth with him slowly while his lips press against the back of your hand— his eyes staring intently while he hums the lyrics

Shoyo Hinata

I’m Yours- Jason Mraz

So it’s not really something you can slow dance to but this is definitely his song for you. He sings this to you in the showers, during pillow talk, or drum the rhythm with his fingers against a Tupperware when he’s cooking something for you.

He’ll pull you in by the waist and nuzzle his head up against your back with a grin.

At this point it’s his favourite song because it always gets him in the mood. But that’s only because he thinks of you when he hums it.

Rintarō Suna

Versace On The Floor- Bruno Mars

OMG

okay so I imagine the two of you on some dance floor. Like at a club. I head canon that he’s good at dancing. Effortlessly too.

The music stops and and they choose a slow song to end the evening

You’re wearing a dress that cuts off mid thigh. And he’s in a little suit. His blazers loose and his collared shirt is buttoned down since it got a little heated in the midst of sweaty bodies practically grinding up against eachother

Underneath the red and purple spotlights, specks of iridescent lights from the disco ball hanging from the ceiling arrange themselves on your faces.

He’s singing the lyrics wholeheartedly with a fox like grin while his hands roam down to your ass. Although it’s intent was far from sexual.

Atsumu Miya

Corduroy Dreams- Rex Orange County

LOVE LOVES WHISTLING IT TO YOU

Definitely does kiss you in the shower for a couple hours.

He’s fresh out of the shower and he’s wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants. Drops of water race down to his feet as they roll down his bare chest. You have your towel wrapped around your chest

One hand laced with his, he leads you in a slowing pace around the room with a chirpy smile.

Osamu Miya

Blessed- Daniel Caeser

i’m not sure how i made this conclusion but i’m gonna go with it

He has the prettiest voice when he sings along.

It’s not really dancing though. He has your back facing his chest while his arms enveloped on top of your collar bones and shoulders. He’s pecking gentle kisses against your cheek while rocking back and fourth to the song while you two prepare breakfast.

Keishin Ukai

Fly Love- Jamie Foxx

I imagine you two on some sort of resort of beach. You two are soaked of water but this song just happens to pop up so you stand there in his arms while he teasingly blows a cloud of smoke into your face.

Keiji Akaashi

HENTAI BY CIGARETTES AFTER SEX!!!!

okay for those of you who don’t know that song i know by the title of the song it looks sus and trust me he was definitely skeptic of it as well but give it a listen because now you’re all he ever thinks about when he hears this song.

he swears he’ll dance to this with you in his arms on your wedding day.

if you’re feeling angsty, he’d definitely hold you close and dance with you to the swan by camille saint-saëns

Wakatoshi Ushijima

I Hear A Symphony- Cody Fry

He loves how classy it sounds and it perfectly describes how he feels about you. hell it may even be his favourite song.

He felt like volleyball was his only purpose and for a while he was more than okay with that. until he met you and now he strives for more in life. Hence the whole “I used to hear a simple song” verse. loves putting emphasis in his tone when singing “perfection is so quick to bore...you are my beautiful by far” (only to himself of course) homeboy gets a little embarrassed when it comes to singing.

Daichi Sawamura

Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby- Cigarettes After Sex

I don’t even need to have a scenario for this like he just radiates this energy:((

Like imagine his cheek pressed against yours while his hand weaves through your hair

Tadashi Yamaguchi

You say I’m in love- Banes World!!!!!!!!

Head empty just you and yams dancing to this song underneath LEDs and a ceiling projector

you’re all he thinks about when he sings this song

and bubblegum by clairo- he’d tell you not to focus on the lyrics but instead the instrumental portion. he says the comforting mellow beat reminds him of you.

Kenma Kozume

Nothing- Bruno Major.

Sings the lyrics to you

You’d think he’d be too shy and youre right but it’s because he does it subconsciously.

BRO THIS WOULD LITERALLY BE HIS SONG IN A RELATIONSHIP

Aran Ojiro

Ugotme- Omar Apollo

Such a good singer as well

When the two of you dance, you two dance.

His ability to dance is almost mesmerizing along with his singing.

Sings while covering your neck and collarbones with kisses

Satori Tendou

How Deep Is Your Love- Bee Gees

Also dramatically lip syncs the lyrics to you

Lifts you up into the air and into his arm almost five times mid dance.

He’ll shake his head with his lips pressed up against your neck while his hands trail upwards and toy with the hem of your shirt, his hands hungry with anticipation to just rip it off.

and you scold him when you feel his lips contort into a devilish grin.

Kotaro Bokuto

Hopelessly Devoted To You- Olivia Newton John

hear me out. He only knows this song because akaashi made him watch grease bc he says bokuto should be exposed to the “classics” and since watching it at age 12 with akaashi and bo’s two sisters, he’s prayed that one day he’d meet someone that’d make him feel the way that song did.

He does now and everytime that songs on he’s practically carrying you in his arms.

Tobio Kageyama

Love Me Please- OCTAVIO

this is the only song he knows with the exception of old kanye west because he considers his music grind music but you definitely put him on this song.

He’s literally a psychopath who doesn’t listen to anything EXCEPT like popular rap songs from 2017-2018. And even then he’ll only tolerate it when he needs to work out.

And then he meets you. Now he listens to music in a different aspect.

He knows he’s not the most romantic guy out there but he’s trying his best and you tell him that’s more than enough. He loves you so much.

Koushi Sugawara

This Side of Paradise- Coyote Theory

he’s dragging you out of the house to dance with you to this song. bonus points if it’s raining

he’s also the type to scream-sing to love songs.

There aren’t any cars in the vicinity due to the pouring rain so the two of you make your way to the road.

Your hand in his, he twirls you underneath the storm and into his arms.

Toru Oikawa

Pretty Boy- The Neighborhood

He’ll put so much emphasis in his tone on the “Even if the earth starts shaking, you’re the only thing worth taking- with me. Even if the sky’s on fire, got you here it’s alright.” verse

You’re literally everything to him

he won’t let you go even for a second until this song is finished even then he’ll have trouble parting.

Hajime Iwaizumi

Baby I’m Yours- Arctic Monkeys cover

It’s not even dancing at this point, it’s just you two cuddling and him pretending like he hates it even though he’s the one who refuses to let go of you.

Ryonusuke Tanaka

Knockin’ Da Boots- H-town

if he’s not dancing to this with you in his arms he’s definitely ironically grinding on the floor to this with a fuck boy face.

Hitoka Yachi

two queens in a king sized bed- girl in red

I just imagine the most “call me by your name” scenery type shit.

Or maybe like a field of flowers? You just have her in your arms on some sort of picnic date she planned for the two of you

Semi Eita-

I Wanna Be Yours- Arctic Monkeys

your arms wrap around his neck and his lips press onto yours while the two of you sway back and fourth underneath red led lights.

don’t be surprised if things get sexual.

Tetsuro Kuroo

Careless Whisper- George Michael

okay first he played this song when you were over once and he had it on so that he could initiate a little make out sess with you but when you could tell how nervous he was on making a move on you you told him that there was no pressure on anything and he sort of just danced with you instead. he ended up unironically really liking this song because of that.

(bonus: if it’s fanon kuroo he likes to dance to sway by Michael Bublé with you and the whole time he’s just eyeing you down with a sly grin)

Kiyoomi Sakusa

Beach Baby- Bon Iver

Space Song- Beach House

I imagine it’s raining horribly outside to the point where the thunder outside is retro boomin

but the windows are open because both you and Sakusa love the sound of rain pouring

he has this song playing from his record player while he hums against your neck.

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graymoon2-archive · 3 years

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Comfort

Dream SMP hs!au Chapter 2

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ship- f!reader x sapnap

pronouns- she/her

word count- 1.4k

category- fluff, hurt/comfort

warnings- minor panic attack, bad dream, swearing, use of some real names

a/n- this was sO FUN YAY

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You and Sapnap arrive at his house and begin to prepare for the party. You are in the kitchen cooking snacks while he tidies up. As you pull some food from the oven you hear the bell ring.

“I’ll get it!” you hear him shout. You can’t help but smile at the joy in his voice. You hear a chorus of “Hey Bro!”s and “What’s up”s as Dream, George, Bad, Quackity, and Purpled walk in. You pop your head out of the kitchen.

“Hey guys” you say with a warm smile and a wave of your hand.

“Hey y/n! Oh, are you making foo-”

“BESTIE OMG HAI”

“GOGY HEYY”

You run to hug George. He apologizes to Dream for interrupting. Sapnap and Dream are beaming. You and George share a look.

Why are they beaming at us? You both think.

You shake your head a bit as if to clear your thoughts and continue the conversation.

“I did make food Clay,” you say with a smile. He grins. Purpled looks confused as to why he’s so excited about food, and Sap turns to him.

“Y/n makes the best food ever. You’ll see.”

Purpled nods and looks at his phone.

“D’you guys mind if Niki, Jack, Fundy, and Karl come?”

Sapnap nods.

“Sure, why not.” he says with a warm smile.

Bad cuts in. “Can I invite Skeppy then?”

Sap nods. “The more the merrier. Invite whoever you want.”

Ten minute later Niki walks in.

“Hey Niki!” you call, pulling her in for a hug. “Have any other friends with you?”

“No, but I can call them!”

Sapnap shrugs.

“Go ahead”

She calls her friends.

As she is on the phone Jack and Fundy walk in. She silently waves hello, and everyone else greets them.

“Hey Jack! Hey Fundy!” you call, already back in the kitchen making more food.

Skeppy and Karl come in eventually. Most of the people have shown up by now, except Niki’s mysterious friends.

Suddenly five boys walk in the door. The first one in the door is tall, with a beanie and curly brown hair. Behind him is another boy, taller than him, with shoulder length pink hair. And then comes this very tall lanky kid who looks like he wants to die. He has light brown hair. Behind him are two shorter boys with similar shades of dirty blonde hair.

“Wil, Techno, Hi!”

One of the short blondes pipes up “Hello woman. Have I met you before? I’m Tommy.”

The one with the curly hair pushes “Tommy” aside.

“I’m Wilbur, Niki’s friend. She invited Techno and I. Tommy invited himself and his friends.” he rolls his eyes then continues. “Who are you?”

“Oh, I’m y/n. Nice to meet you, Wilbur.”

He’s kinda cute.

Sapnap steps up behind you and puts his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him.

“She’s a friend of mine.” he says, his voice not quite unfriendly but not very kind either.

Why’s he being so protective?

Wilbur continues smiling, seemingly undaunted by Sap’s cold glare. His friend with the pink hair nudges him out of the way to shake your hand. His firm grasp warmed your icy hand. He smiles charmingly.

“I’m Technoblade, the smarter twin. Pleased to meet you.”

You smile at him. Sapnap still rests a hand on your shoulder, but more relaxed now as he talks to George about the upcoming soccer game. You take Sap by the hand and drag him to the kitchen.

“C’mon, you gotta try my cookies.” He smiles a bit, blush dusting his cheeks. You all but shove a cookie in his mouth. He eats it and beams.

“Wow, y/n, these are really good! Everyone, come try these!” he calls into the living room, where everyone else is talking. They head to the kitchen and all try one of the cookies. You decide to start a conversation with Wilbur.

“So Wilbur, what are you into?”

“Me? Well I like to write music.” Tommy cuts in, “And his spotify playlists are poggers!”

You laugh a little.

“Really? Well maybe you could put some music on, it's a little boring right now.”

You smile, and he pulls out his phone and a bluetooth speaker. After a bit he starts playing some music, and everyone enjoys it.

You end up sitting on the couch with Sapnap. You can’t help but notice his thigh pressed closely against yours. He gets a message on his phone, and when he looks at it he starts to frown. You notice.

“Hey,” you say softly, “is everything okay?”

He nods a bit, then shakes his head no.

“Can I help?”

“Not quite. It's- this girl. She asked me to homecoming.”

“Oh. Is that a problem?”

“Well- I don’t like her-not like that. But I don’t want to hurt her feelings.”

He looks perplexed, and you can’t help but think he looks adorable.

Maybe ask him to go with you?

“Well, tell her you’re already going with someone.”

“But I’m not…”

“Go with me then.” you shrug, as if that wasn’t the very thing he had been dreaming about.

“Really? You don’t already have a date?”

“This junior asked me, but I turned him down.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“Okay then.” he says with a warm smile.

But are we going as friends or as a date? He wonders. He looks at the time then stands up. You frown a bit at his warmth leaving your side.

“Hey folks, it’s getting a bit late, so you should probably head out.”

Everyone gathers their stuff and finds a ride, and you realize you are stuck without a ride to your house, which is 45 minutes away on a road you hate.

Oh dear. And Niki won’t be able to take me, she got a ride with Purpled.

You turn to Sapnap at the same time he turns to you.

“How are you getting home?”

“I- I don’t know.”

He thinks for a moment, then comes up with an idea.

“You might as well stay then.”

“Oh, okay” you nod. This should work. Then you look at your shirt.

This is kind of a nice shirt, and I don’t want to mess it up.

“D’you think I could borrow a sweatshirt? I don’t want to wrinkle this one.”

He nods, and motions for you to follow him upstairs. He hands you a sweatshirt and points you to the bathroom. You change into his sweatshirt. It is so long it covers your shorts and makes it look like you’re wearing nothing but the sweatshirt. When you come back in his room he swallows dryly

Holy fuck. She looks good in that.

He points to his bed.

“You take the bed, I’ll take the couch.”

You frown and shake your head.

“No way are you taking the couch. You’re the injured one here.”

He laughs a bit, and his mom calls from down the hall.

“Just share the bed!” she yells.

You and Sapnap both shrug.

“I have some editing to do, so you can do whatever.”

“Editing? For what?”

“Oh.” he says, scratching his head. “I have a youtube channel.”

“Really? What’s it called?”

“Uh, Sapnap”

“Huh. Cool.”

You would have thought I would know about this, but i guess it never came up.

You lay on his bed and scroll through your phone for a while as he edits his video. Finally he yawns and turns around.

“I’m gonna sleep now.”

“Finally” you fake complain.

He looks concerned.

“Sorry y/n, was I keeping you up?”

“No it's fine, I was joking.”

He goes back to smiling and crawls in bed.

You end up falling asleep before he does, and just as he begins to drift off you jolt awake, cold sweat covering your body.

“Y/N? Are you alright?”

You pull your knees up to your chest and rock back and forth.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Breathe. You’re okay. You're safe.

He tentatively rests a hand on your knee. He can feel you shaking, and pulls you to his chest, resting his cheek on your hair.

“Hey” he mumbles, arms wrapped around you protectively, “shhhhh. I got you. It's okay. You’re safe.” He continues reassuring you, talking quietly and calmly. You fall back asleep in his arms, dreaming peacefully. He falls asleep to the rhythm of your breathing, steadied by his comforting presence.

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g0ttal0ve101 · 2 years

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Happy Birthday, Al <3

(I did not forget about his birthday. I did not. I didn’t, I swear. Please don’t beat me up, Al. ✨💚)

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March 21, xxxx.

9:41 am.

Albert’s head hung off the bed as he slept, his arms and legs spread across the mattress wildly. It was his birthday today, but he had slept in for three hours. His brothers tried multiple times to wake him up, only to have him curse them out and fall back asleep. He didn’t even like his birthday; it just meant more lectures from his dad about being a failure. His ideal birthday plan was to sleep all day without being bothered, but obviously that wasn’t coming true. It annoyed him.

“Allie, dear. Time to wake up.” Hearing his mother’s voice, Albert moves his head underneath his pillow to hide himself. She giggled at his behavior, sitting down next to him and patting his back. “Come on, it’s your birthday. You can’t sleep all day!”

“Ugh…” Albert groaned, sighing into his pillow. “Don’t call me that, it’s weird…”

His mother doesn’t acknowledge his request, knowing all too well that he was just being grumpy. She uncovers his head from the pillows, revealing his messy, ginger hair underneath. “Alright, get up now, okay?”

“Ughhhhhhhhhh…”

“Don’t ugh your mother.”

Albert lifts his head and glares at her, scratching his chin while sitting up. He examines his room, finding that everything was cleaned up, which was not normal at all. He cursed under his breath, looking beneath the bed. “Are you serious?! Who the hell cleaned my room?! I didn’t ask for it to be cleaned! Goddamnit…”

“It’s your birthday, Albert.” His mother reminds him once again with a worried expression. “Your brothers wanted to make you happy by cleaning up for you.”

“They can kiss my ass with that bull. They don’t like me anyway.” Albert hisses while standing up, stretching his arms. “Is dad here?”

His mother now seemed sad, nervously moving her hair behind her ear. She was devastated that Albert was in a bad mood already, knowing that she would have a very hard time making him happy. “…No, he’s out buying gravestone material…”

“Of course he is. He hates me.”

“No, he doesn’t, Albert! Please stop saying things like that!”

The boy rolls his eyes. He then leaned down and grabbed a random shirt from his closet, throwing it on and leaving the room. His mother doesn’t follow him, feeling terribly upset about the matter. She knew that if Albert didn’t talk back to her after she said something that he thought it wasn’t a debatable discussion. That made his silence sting even more.

“Happy birthday, big bro!” George jumps onto his brother’s leg, happily laughing. Albert rolled his eyes and shoved him off, going downstairs to eat a bagel. However, this doesn’t distract George from his goal of making his older brother happy. He follows the older boy into the kitchen, growing more and more excited by the second. “Big bro! We’re gonna have cake! And you’re gonna get presents! I got you the best oneeee!”

“Mhm. Shovels and gloves, right? Give it to Eddie.” Albert spits harshly at the little boy.

He shakes his head, his big blue eyes locking onto his brother’s. “It’s none of thaaat! That’s boring!” He huffed at the thought that Albert thought he would give him something so plain.

Albert grins just a bit, patting his little brother’s ginger curls. “At least you got the hint. Good boy.”

George leans into his touch with his eyes shut and a smile spread on his freckled cheeks, proud of himself for earning his oldest brother’s praise. He then grabs his hands, attempting to dance with him childishly. He hops up and down with his legs kicking in the air, giggling louder than ever. “Big brooooooooo! It’s your birthdayyyyyy! Are you exciteddddd?!”

Albert merely shakes his hands that were clinging to George’s, pretending to dance without actually doing anything. “Mmm, I guess. I mean, no one ever gets me anything good so I dunno.”

“Oooh! I got you the best present ever, I promiseeeee!” He gushed with the biggest smile ever.

“Whatcha get me?”

“I gotta-!”

“Hey! You’re not actually supposed to tell, dummy!” George’s cheeks grow bright red from embarrassment. His older brother chuckles at his behavior, picking him up off the ground and holding him on his hip. “But thank you anyway.”

George rests his head on Albert’s shoulder, huffing his cheeks in a pout. “Meanie…don’t tell me to do something if you don’t want me to actually do itttt! Meannnn!”

“I’m not mean.”

“Are too! Are tooooo! I almost spoiled everything, big bro!” George cried, growing frustrated.

Albert sets him down on the kitchen counter, growing annoyed with all of his kicking. He grabs a bagel from the pantry and shoves it into the toaster, listening to George complain about how close he was to ruining his gift. He tuned him out for the most part, waiting for his food to heat up.

Carl then walks from the living room, having Mr. B (his lizard) placed on his shoulder as usual. He had dark circles under his eyes, most likely from his lack of sleep at night since he decided to pull an all-nighter. He quietly reaches into the fridge and grabs a monster, chugging it to energize himself.

“Aye. The birthday boy is right here?? Hello?” Albert mischievously grinned, staring at his younger brother smugly.

Carl chuckles too, turning back toward him. “I already told you happy birthday, bro. Then you told me to fu-!”

“Hey! The baby is right hereeeee!” Albert mocked Eddie’s voice, covering George’s ears dramatically. The youngest brother pushed his hands off of him, hating the fact that they were referring to him as ‘the baby.’ He was seven years old now, but they still treated him like a toddler.

Carl rolls his eyes with a playful smile, sitting down at the kitchen tabletop to drink his monster the rest of the way. “Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

Albert’s face turns pale soon after mimicking Eddie. He brushes his fingers through his hair and waits just a few seconds before asking, “Where is Eddie anyway? I haven’t seen him…”

“Oh, please.” Carl grumbled. He knew ever since Eddie was found from that building that Albert was extremely protective of him. He couldn’t go a night without knowing Eddie was in the house, safe. It was cute the first year, but now it was getting tiring to always assure him that Eddie was perfectly fine. Favoritism at its finest, as Carl saw it. “He went with dad this morning. Said something about helping dad pick out more rock or something.”

“What.” Albert’s voice grew stern and cold, his eyes returning to the heartless ones they were years back. George and Carl both shivered at the sight of their brother growing angry, immediately trying to assure him everything was fine.

“H-He’ll be right back though!”

“Yeah! Big bro, don’t worry ‘bout nothing!”

“Definitely! He’s perfectly fineee, dad wouldn’t ever hurt him or anything!”

“Mhm! Don’t be mad!”

Albert obviously wasn’t taking this well, storming over toward Carl. He flinches heavily, thinking he was going to get his teeth pounded in, before his brother grabs the phone from his overall pocket, looking for their dad’s phone number. Carl sighed in relief, but was confused as to why he had to use his phone. Although, it made sense, considering it was the nearest one around.

Albert dials his father’s number, tapping his foot impatiently for him to pick up. After a few rings, he did, sounding almost irritated. “What, Carl? I’m busy.”

“Dad.” Albert fumed. He tried to hold back the anger in his voice, but it didn’t do much.

“Oh! My boy!” His father suddenly had a change of mood, sounding happier than ever. “What’s the matter? Why are you using Carl’s phone?”

“Where’s Eddie?”

“Right next to me, why?”

“I wanna talk to him.”

“…Why?”

“Give him the phone now.”

The phone goes quiet for a moment before a softer and gentler voice rings throughout Albert’s ears. His little brother, Eddie. “Hi, big bro! Happy birthday! What’s up?”

Albert felt relieved hearing his voice and sat down. He brushed his fingers through his hair and sighed heavily, all the anger releasing from his body. “Hey, Ed. Where are you right now?”

“Umm, I’m with dad in the car! We just went to go pick out some stone material, why?”

“Tell dad to get his dusty, old ass back up here and bring you to me. It’s my birthday, I want you to be here…” He growled in a low voice. He suddenly realized he was talking with Eddie, so changed his tone urgently. “…Please. I miss you.”

Eddie giggles through the phone, bringing a smile to his older brother’s face. “Okay! I’ll make sure I get home soon! I have a surprise for you~”

A shimmer of excitement came through Albert’s heart as he heard those words, grinning even wider. “You do…?”

“Of course I do! You’re the best big brother in the world! I had to get you something really nice! Ehehe~!”

Albert blushes from the compliment, not knowing how to respond. He then forms the correct words in his mouth, clenching at his overalls. “Okay…I’ll see you soon, right?”

“Right! I promise, okay?”

“Okay…”

“Bye-bye!”

“Bye…”

Albert faintly hears his dad’s harsh tone before the call ends, feeling worried about Eddie again. He anxiously paces around the kitchen and brushes his hands through his hair, feeling his heart beating like a drum in his chest. So many things could be happening to Eddie right now and he wouldn’t even know. He hated not knowing where he was, what he was doing, and how he was doing. It was the same feeling he felt day by day for two years when he went missing. He hated it terribly.

“Relax, dude. You’re really flipping out for no reason.” Carl chugs the monster fully before tossing it in the trash. He pats Al’s shoulder and tries to comfort him, feeling obligated to. “It’s not like Eddie’s your girlfriend, he’s your brother. You really need to chill. He’ll be perfectly fine.”

“No, no, no, what if he goes missing again? What if I never see him again? What if dad-!”

“Hey! Stop thinking like that!” Carl shouts, furrowing his eyebrows. “He’s fine! He just talked to you! Did he seem scared or sad?”

“…No…”

“So, don’t worry about it then, okay? I’m serious, man. You can’t be like an obsessive boyfriend toward your little brother. I get why, but at the same time, Eddie gotta live his life without you being there every two seconds.”

Albert shoots eye daggers at him, snatching his bagel from the toaster. “Whatever. I just love him more than you do.”

Carl rolls his eyes. “Whatever you say, bro.”

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March 21, xxxx.

10:00 am.

Albert rocks back and forth in his seat, trembling slightly. “He’s not coming back. He’s dead. He’s dead.”

“Literally two minutes away now, dude. Relax.” Carl assured him once again, playing a videogame in the living room. Albert sat at the door like a mental asylum patient, looking out the windows constantly and pacing around after every few minutes. If it weren’t for the context, Carl would have been out of the house because of his behavior. However, he knew Albert was just like this toward his brother, and was perfectly fine. Well, maybe not perfectly fine.

“No, no, you gotta call the police. Call the police! Dad kidnapped him!”

“Albert, please.”

“Call them! Call them!”

“Albert.”

“Call! Carl, you gotta ca-!”

“ALBERT, CHILL THE FUCK OUT!” Carl snaps. “IT’S BEEN LITERALLY FIVE MINUTES SINCE YOU CALLED HIM! HE. IS. FINE!”

The older ginger goes silent for a short while, taking what his brother said into consideration. However, after a short trial in his head, he was right back to where he started. “…What if dad kidnapped him though?”

“God, dude…Mr. B, what the hell should I do with this dumbass?” Carl grumbled. Mr. B just stared.

Soon enough, the front door opens, revealing Eddie himself. He cheerfully trotted in with a smile, flowers clutched in his fingers from the meadow. “Heya, big bros!” Albert pounced on him like a leopard, checking him out for any sort of wound. Eddie, already used to this, continues to make eye contact with Carl and speak. “Look what I found! Aren’t they pretty?!”

Albert picks him up and twirls him around, happily laughing with him. “Yeah! They’re super pretty, Eddie! Come on, let’s put them in a vase together!”

“Nope! They’re for you! I decided on the way here, since it’s your birthday!” Eddie gushed, putting the flowers in his hair. He then hugged his older brother tightly, enjoying the attention he was receiving. “Happy birthday, Al!”

Albert set him down after the hug, patting head affectionately. “Thank you, lil bro. I’m glad you’re okay…”

“Of course I am! I was only gone for an hour!” Eddie chirps like a sweet dove.

“I tried telling him that…” Carl mutters, focusing on his game now that Albert was calmed down. “But he’s like…obsessed with you or something. It’s weird.”

Before Eddie could reply to that comment, George bolted out of the kitchen and into the living room as well. “BIG BROOOOO! You’re homeeee! Everyone missed you!” He hopped into Eddie’s arms, cuddling into his scarf. “It’s Al’s birthday now! Are we gonna give him presentssss? Are weeee?”

Eddie nods. “Of course! Now that we’re all here, I’m sure he wants to, right big bro?” Albert didn’t really want to because people were going to be looking at him, but whatever Eddie says is law to him. He quickly nods to show that he was excited, but inside, he was nervous. “Yay! Come on, come on!” Al shifts the weight on his foot, blushing heavily. Confused as to why he wasn’t following them, Eddie grabs his hand and tilts his head. “Big bro?”

“I don’t need a birthday present…” He murmurs. “Not after…what I did to you.”

Eddie’s eyes widened. It wasn’t everyday that Albert spoke about what happened back then, which showed that he was truly upset about it. His little brother merely smiles as if nothing was wrong, grabbing his hands and holding them close. “Big brother, you do deserve presents. Cause…cause you’ve changed. You’re better now, you make me happy.”

Albert presses back against Eddie’s hands, feeling relieved to see that pure smile back on his little brother’s face.

“I love you, Eddie.”

Eddie’s eyes shimmer with sparkles hearing those words. He then turned away, still holding his brother’s hand to lead him into the kitchen where all his presents were, replying back:

“I love you too, Albert!”

#albert mason #happy birthday albert! 💚#carl mason #george mason #the mason brothers #the mason bros

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trzee · 3 years

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I honestly believe that dttwt is so used to using George as the butt of the joke or clowning on him for every little thing he does, that they don't see how annoying and obnoxious the "killing George over and over bits" or "making fun of him for 2h straight" can be.

I'm more disappointed with Quackity than Karl. As Karl has this sort of behaviour in most streams that aren't his own. Quackity on the other hand has shown that he knows about streaming entiquette (even calling Sapnap out, rightfully so, that one time) and he can be funny without being loud or making jokes about senstive topics (E.g.: Dream's Scandals, merch...) so it really leaves me baffled why he was so toxic yesterday and didn't notice that it was becoming nearly insufferable for George and for the audience.

As someone who has had some rather unpleasant experiences with past friendships, I can't watch these streams (or any stream with most of the feral bois) because it triggers my anxiety. And I can imagine that there are a few people who feel similar due to all the noise, bickering and teasing..

At the end of the day, this is why I much prefer George solo streams or atleast Quackity/George & George/Dream streams. They can bicker but it's obvious that there is no ill intention and it ends almost as quickly as it starts. I don't want to baby George, he's 24 and can speak for himself... but it's really sad to see one of your favorite comfort streamers look so down after a stream that he was excited about. I hope he spoke with them afterwards.

By the way, thank you for creating a safe space that allows people to speak openly about how they feel. I appreciate it :((

i honestly don’t know how people on twitter are so leniant towards these jokes because for me it’s so annoying and boring to watch, like yeah, let’s watch sapnap and bad kill george for the 500th time, yeah send george back to spawn and make him run all the way to where you guys are and then kill him again and send him back to spawn. it’s so blergh.

i think quackity wasn’t in the mood to stream yesterday, he didn’t even have his computer set up when george started his stream and he had to download discord, but i think because george pulled the stream coupon card, he had to be there, but just like sapnap, you can tell when someone doesn’t want to be there and that’s usually when they get more toxic.

unfortunately we always fail to remember that the feral boys are a bunch of gamer dude bros, so the vibe always tends to lean towards a more toxic one than a chill, that’s why i personally prefer duo streams, quackity x george, dream x george. add one of them to the mix and they all start to gang up on george and it’s unbearable to watch. yeah, like that’s my opnion as a viewer, i won’t baby george, he knows what to do, but to me watch what they did yesterday to him (and dream) wasn’t a nice experience.

aw, always feel free to talk about what you want here! i know i’ve gotten a lot of new followers lately and i just want to make sure all of you know that i’m always open to critical discourses and if i don’t agree to something you can be sure as hell i’ll be talking about it here, so if that’s not something you enjoy seeing or makes you uncomfortable, you can unfollow me. <3

#zee answers #critical

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prorevenge · 4 years

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Give my hours away to a new-hire? I’ll leave you with a store to close yourself, misfiled paperwork and get you fired.

This happened a couple months ago at an old employer. I worked at a supermarket in my state throughout high school and while in college in the United States making $9 to start and only $10.50 at the end. The store had 1 Store Manager, 2 Assistant Store Managers, 1 manager and assistant manager per department, which there were 9 departments. For 5 years, I worked every position there because who knew what hiring was, right? Understaffing was a regular here, so if a department needed closing and I worked, I had to close it. From stocking to register to managers duties, everything was game. My biggest acknowledgements were being a Book-Keeper (Out terms of the person who keeps track of all the money), Monitor (Glorified cashier, basically wrangle the regular cashiers and divvy up cash drawers to each register), Service Desk (Cigarettes, lottery, customers bullshit) and store opener/closer. There were 5 people who knew Book-Keeping, 2 other people besides me and the 2 managers who ran the front end of the store. There were about 5 monitors who all needed to be trained on Service Desk as well. Every monitor and Book-Keeper needed to know how to open the store and close it. For being a supermarket in a town with about 20,000 people, we were severely understaffed. I worked 12 to 16 hour shifts at least once a week because people would call off all the time. Keep all this in mind for later on.

Backstory: I started working here at 16 in high school originally as a stock person. 25 hour work weeks, eventually moved up to 35+ hour work weeks. Moved up to register, then monitor, then Service Desk and finally Book-Keeping when I turned 18, now 21. The hours were always good, never had a week drop below 35 hours at least. But it all changed because of some dickhead.

At the start of COVID-19, I was working while in college, so all these guidelines had to be followed. Everyone needed their toilet paper and hand sanitizer to keep COVID away. No biggie. On top of the guidelines, we also had been hiring a copious amount of people. This store had a history of training new hires with other people who have been working for maybe a month or so. So as you could guess, training was a disaster. But since COVID-19 had the store busy all the time, we needed more people. I wanted to train people the right way because I got sick of doing other people’s jobs. In March, we had gotten 4 new-hires to train for my position. Now these new-hires needed training on the service desk. Easy, let them run it while I watched and helped out the best I could. Easiest way to get people to learn. Most of them needed trained on here because there were 3 of us total, at the time, who could run it. After training everyone, one per shift at a time over 4 weeks, there were 7 people now ready to fuck up the world. But everyone who knew how to run the service desk needed training on Monitor too. Guess who had to train everyone for another position? After another 4 weeks of bullshit, everyone got trained. Around this time was the end of May. This is where the juice begins.

The Juice: Starting in June, we had been starting to lay off the hours since COVID-19 started to slow down. Hours started to get cut from all the register people, from about 20-30 hours a week to 10 hours max. We got over staffed and people started quitting left and right. Not a big deal because those positions were easy to fill. But that’s when MY hours started getting cut. At the time, the one new-hire who started in March, who we’ll call Helen, had been getting really good hours, I’m talking about MY hours. We had the same problem, college money, car money, the works and all. But then I got scheduled for 16 hours one week and they got scheduled for over 35 hours. Not once since I was 18 did I get less than 35 hours. So I decided to confront the Assistant Manager who was in charge of scheduling, we’ll call him Frank.

Me: Hey Frank, I noticed my hours got cut. What’s happening?

Frank: I know, everyone’s hours are getting cut. I have to make room for everyone, ya know?

Me: I couldn’t help but notice that Helen is getting quite the hours, so you made room for her and no one else?

Frank: I was unaware of that, I’ll get you some more hours next week.

The reset of the week was kind of boring since I was a workaholic. No one called me to cover shifts or anything. The following week, I asked around to see who covered any shifts last week and it turns out that ALL the new hires got called first. That kind of pissed me off but hey, can’t do anything about it now. Later that day, I check my schedule and whaddya know? The same 16 hour week. I was livid at this point, I should have been honored for my seniority there, not getting fucked over in hours. I went back to Frank and confronted him.

Me: Hey, what the hell is this?! I thought you’d be finding me hours this week, I can’t live off of this.

Frank: Well it turns out that I couldn’t find you hours. I tried calling-

Me: Bullshit you tried calling me, not a single person called me. Instead, all the new-hires got called. What the hell man?!

Frank: There’s nothing I can do, you might have to just find another job.

This PISSED me off beyond belief. I was ready to pop. But this is when my bright idea came into play. For a couple days, I searched around for other supermarkets in my area offering jobs. After about a day of searching, I found a job paying DOUBLE what I made now for the same qualifications. I gave them a ring and got an interview for the following week. The following day, I went into work, for what I didn’t know was my last shift, and told Frank what was happening.

Me: Hey Frank, I just wanted to let you know I took your advice.

Frank: Advice? Do you mean finding another job?

Me: You’re A fucking right, I hope you have fun!

I will never forget the look on his face. Completely baffled. He didn’t expect me to actually find another job so quickly. This is where my revenge began.

Revenge: After I walked out of dickhead Franks office, I went around doing my usual work. During every shift, a metric fuckton of paperwork needed to be processed in the computer in order to close the store correctly and setup Book-Keeping for the next day. Fun fact, that day in particular was SNAP-day. For those who don’t know what that is, it’s the day that government funded Food-Stamps arrive on everyones EBT card, monthly. That day I decided to say fuck paperwork and just don’t do shit, I was quitting that day because my anger got the better of me. The store closes at about 12am, and I walked out of that shit hole as free as can be.

The next day, I woke up to find some really obnoxious and angry texts from coworkers. I completely disregarded them, unknowingly that they said I worked that morning. I went down to the supermarket to grab some things for my house and as soon as I walked in the door, every ex-coworker of mine looked at me as if I had just passed on the floor. One of them pulled me aside, let’s call them George, and this happened:

George: What the fuck bro? I had to cover your shift this morning and you have the balls to walk in here after that?

Me: I don’t work here anymore, fuck off.

I continued to get my groceries and talked to one of my closer ex-coworkers there about what happened. As it turned out, the Frank had no idea that the previous day was my last AND that the ENTIRE front-end of the store had gotten brutally fucked over. Since the store closed at 12am and no paperwork was filed, our Corporate called the Assistant Manager, also in charge of making sure all departments are closed correctly, and asked where all the paperwork was. No idea that I had not filed it, Frank had to go into the store, over an hour away from him, to file all the paperwork himself. Not only that, tons of violations were given to him because since none of the paperwork got done by the person closing, no one had a record of anything done at the store from the previous day. On top of everything, the amount of paperwork needed done was practically doubled since that day was SNAP. As soon as the Store Manager heard about this, she was LIVID.

After about a month, I was working my new job and heard some information about Frank. Apparently he had to go into a meeting with our Corporate bosses and the Store Manager. He had gotten fired from his position due to all of this and had not been able to get a letter of recommendation from that employer also. Sucks to suck huh?

TLDR: Manager gives my hours away to new-hire and tells me to get another job. I walked out and got him a bunch a violations and fired due to his stupid remarks.

(source) story by (/u/FweakinLittle)

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Richard Ewing Powell (November 14, 1904 – January 2, 1963) was an American singer, actor, voice actor, film producer, film director and studio head. Though he came to stardom as a musical comedy performer, he showed versatility, and successfully transformed into a hardboiled leading man starring in projects of a more dramatic nature. He was the first actor to portray the private detective Philip Marlowe on screen.

Powell was born the middle son of three boys in Mountain View, the seat of Stone County in northern Arkansas. His brothers were Luther (the eldest), and Howard (the youngest). The family moved the boys to Little Rock in 1914, where Powell sang in church choirs and with local orchestras, and started his own band. Powell attended the former Little Rock College, before he started his entertainment career as a singer with the Royal Peacock Band which toured throughout the Midwest.

During this time, he married Mildred Maund, a model, but she found being married to an entertainer not to her liking. After a final trip to Cuba together, Mildred moved to Hemphill, Texas, and the couple divorced in 1932. Later, Powell joined the Charlie Davis Orchestra, based in Indianapolis. He recorded a number of records with Davis and on his own, for the Vocalion label in the late 1920s.

Powell moved to Pittsburgh, where he found great local success as the Master of Ceremonies at the Enright Theater and the Stanley Theater.

In April 1930, Warner Bros. bought Brunswick Records, which at that time owned Vocalion. Warner Bros. was sufficiently impressed by Powell's singing and stage presence to offer him a film contract in 1932. He made his film debut as a singing bandleader in Blessed Event.[4]

He was borrowed by Fox Film to support Will Rogers in Too Busy to Work (1932). He was a boyish crooner, the sort of role he specialised in for the next few years. Back at Warners he supported George Arliss in The King's Vacation, then was in 42nd Street (both 1933), playing the love interest for Ruby Keeler. The film was a massive hit.

Warners got him to basically repeat the role in Gold Diggers of 1933 (1933), another big success. So too was Footlight Parade (1933), with Keeler and James Cagney.

Powell was upped to star for College Coach (1933), then went back to more ensemble pieces including 42nd Street, Convention City (both 1933), Wonder Bar, Twenty Million Sweethearts, and Dames (all 1934).[3]

Happiness Ahead was more of a star vehicle for Powell, as was Flirtation Walk (both 1934). He was top-billed in Gold Diggers of 1935 and Broadway Gondolier (both 1935), both with Joan Blondell. He supported Marion Davies in Page Miss Glory (1935), made for Cosmopolitan Pictures, a production company financed by Davies' lover William Randolph Hearst, who released through Warners.

Warners gave him a change of pace, casting him as Lysander in A Midsummer Night's Dream (1935).

More typical was Shipmates Forever (1935) with Keeler. 20th Century Fox borrowed him for Thanks a Million (1935); back at Warners, he did Colleen (1936) with Keeler and Blondell. Powell was reunited with Marion Davies in another for Cosmopolitan, Hearts Divided (1936), playing Napoleon's brother.

He made two films with Blondell, Stage Struck (1936) and Gold Diggers of 1937 (1937). 20th Century Fox then borrowed him again for On the Avenue (1937).

Back at Warners, he appeared in The Singing Marine, Varsity Show (both 1937), Hollywood Hotel, Cowboy from Brooklyn, Hard to Get, Going Places (all 1938), and Naughty but Nice (1939). Fed up with the repetitive nature of these roles, Powell left Warner Bros and went to work for Paramount Pictures.

At Paramount, he and Blondell were cast together again, in the drama I Want a Divorce (1940). Then Powell got a chance to appear in another non-musical, Christmas in July (1940), a screwball comedy which was the second feature directed by Preston Sturges.

Universal borrowed him to support Abbott and Costello in In the Navy (1941), one of the most popular films of 1941. At Paramount he had a cameo in Star Spangled Rhythm and co-starred with Mary Martin in Happy Go Lucky (both 1943). He supported Dorothy Lamour in Riding High (1943).

He was in a fantasy comedy directed by René Clair, It Happened Tomorrow then went over to MGM to appear opposite Lucille Ball in Meet the People (both 1944), which was a box office flop.

During this period, Powell starred in the musical programme Campana Serenade, which was broadcast on NBC radio (1942–1943) and CBS radio (1943–1944).

By 1944, Powell felt he was too old to play romantic leading men anymore,[citation needed] so he lobbied to play the lead in Double Indemnity. He lost out to Fred MacMurray, another Hollywood nice guy. MacMurray's success, however, fueled Powell's resolve to pursue projects with greater range.

Powell's career changed dramatically when he was cast in the first of a series of films noir, as private detective Philip Marlowe in Murder, My Sweet, directed by Edward Dmytryk at RKO. The film was a big hit, and Powell had successfully reinvented himself as a dramatic actor. He was the first actor to play Marlowe – by name – in motion pictures. (Hollywood had previously adapted some Marlowe novels, but with the lead character changed.) Later, Powell was the first actor to play Marlowe on radio, in 1944 and 1945, and on television, in a 1954 episode of Climax! Powell also played the slightly less hard-boiled detective Richard Rogue in the radio series Rogue's Gallery beginning in 1945.

In 1945, Dmytryk and Powell reteamed to make the film Cornered, a gripping, post-World War II thriller that helped define the film noir style.

For Columbia, he played a casino owner in Johnny O'Clock (1947) and made To the Ends of the Earth (1948). In 1948, he stepped out of the brutish type when he starred in Pitfall, a film noir in which a bored insurance company worker falls for an innocent but dangerous woman, played by Lizabeth Scott.

He broadened his range appearing in a Western, Station West (1948), and a French Foreign Legion tale, Rogues' Regiment (1949). He was a Mountie in Mrs. Mike (1950).

From 1949 to 1953, Powell played the lead role in the NBC radio theater production Richard Diamond, Private Detective. His character in the 30-minute weekly was a likable private detective with a quick wit. Many episodes ended with Detective Diamond having an excuse to sing a little song to his date, showcasing Powell's vocal abilities. Many of the episodes were written by Blake Edwards. When Richard Diamond came to television in 1957, the lead role was portrayed by David Janssen, who did no singing in the series. Prior to the Richard Diamond series, he starred in Rogue's Gallery. He played Richard Rogue, private detective. The Richard Diamond tongue-in-cheek persona developed in the Rogue series.

Powell took a break from tough-guy roles in The Reformer and the Redhead (1950), opposite wife June Allyson. Then it was back to tougher movies: Right Cross (1950), a boxing film, with Allyson; Cry Danger (1951), as an ex con; The Tall Target (1951), at MGM directed by Anthony Mann, playing a detective who tries to prevent the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.

He returned to comedy with You Never Can Tell (1951). He had a good role in MGM's popular melodrama, The Bad and the Beautiful (1952). His final film performance was in a romantic comedy Susan Slept Here (1954) for director Frank Tashlin.

Even when he appeared in lighter fare such as The Reformer and the Redhead and Susan Slept Here (1954), he never sang in his later roles. The latter, his final onscreen appearance in a feature film, did include a dance number with co-star Debbie Reynolds.

By this stage Powell had turned director. His feature debut was Split Second (1953) at RKO Pictures. He followed it with The Conqueror (1956), coproduced by Howard Hughes starring John Wayne as Genghis Khan. The exterior scenes were filmed in St. George, Utah, downwind of U.S. above-ground atomic tests. The cast and crew totaled 220, and of that number, 91 had developed some form of cancer by 1981, and 46 had died of cancer by then, including Powell and Wayne.

He directed Allyson opposite Jack Lemmon in You Can't Run Away from It (1956). Powell then made two war films at Fox with Robert Mitchum, The Enemy Below (1957) and The Hunters (1958).

In the 1950s, Powell was one of the founders of Four Star Television, along with Charles Boyer, David Niven, and Ida Lupino. He appeared in and supervised several shows for that company. Powell played the role of Willie Dante in Four Star Playhouse, in episodes entitled "Dante's Inferno" (1952), "The Squeeze" (1953), "The Hard Way" (1953), and "The House Always Wins" (1955). In 1961, Howard Duff, husband of Ida Lupino, assumed the Dante role in a short-lived NBC adventure series Dante, set at a San Francisco nightclub called "Dante's Inferno".

Powell guest-starred in numerous Four Star programs, including a 1958 appearance on the Duff-Lupino sitcom Mr. Adams and Eve. He appeared in 1961 on James Whitmore's legal drama The Law and Mr. Jones on ABC. In the episode "Everybody Versus Timmy Drayton", Powell played a colonel having problems with his son. Shortly before his death, Powell sang on camera for the final time in a guest-star appearance on Four Star's Ensign O'Toole, singing "The Song of the Marines", which he first sang in his 1937 film The Singing Marine. He hosted and occasionally starred in his Dick Powell's Zane Grey Theater on CBS from 1956–1961, and his final anthology series, The Dick Powell Show on NBC from 1961 through 1963; after his death, the series continued through the end of its second season (as The Dick Powell Theater), with guest hosts.

Powell was the son of Ewing Powell and Sallie Rowena Thompson.

He married three times:

Mildred Evelyn Maund (b. 1906, d. 1967). The couple married in 1925, and appear on the 1930 census in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, where Powell was working in a theater, and on a 1931-passenger list for the SS Oriente, returning from Havana, Cuba. They divorced in 1932, although Mildred retained her married name.

Joan Blondell (married September 19, 1936, divorced 1944). He adopted her son from a previous marriage, Norman Powell, who later became a television producer; the couple also had one child together, Ellen Powell.

June Allyson (August 19, 1945, until his death, January 2, 1963), with whom he had two children, Pamela (adopted) and Richard Powell, Jr.

Powell's ranch-style house was used for exterior filming on the ABC TV series, Hart to Hart. Powell was a friend of Hart to Hart actor Robert Wagner and producer Aaron Spelling. The estate, known as Amber Hills, is on 48 acres in the Mandeville Canyon section of Brentwood, Los Angeles.

Powell enjoyed general aviation as a private pilot.

On September 27, 1962, Powell acknowledged rumors that he was undergoing treatment for cancer. The disease was originally diagnosed as an allergy, with Powell first experiencing symptoms while traveling East to promote his program. Upon his return to California, Powell's personal physician conducted tests and found malignant tumors on his neck and chest.

The marker on Dick Powell's niche in Forest Lawn Memorial Park, Glendale, California incorrectly identifies his year of death as 1962. Powell died at the age of 58 on January 2, 1963. His body was cremated and his remains were interred in the Columbarium of Honor at Forest Lawn Memorial Park in Glendale, California. In a 2001 interview with Larry King, Powell's widow June Allyson stated that the cause of death was lung cancer due to his chain smoking.

It has been speculated that Powell developed cancer as a result of his participation in the film The Conqueror, which was filmed at St. George, Utah, near a site used by the U.S. military for nuclear testing. As well as Powell, who directed the film, about a third of the actors who participated in the film developed cancer, including John Wayne and Susan Hayward.

During the 15th Primetime Emmy Awards on May 26, 1963, the Television Academy presented a posthumous Television Academy Trustee Award to Dick Powell for his contributions to the industry. The award was accepted by two of his former partners in Four Star Television, Charles Boyer and David Niven.

Dick Powell has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame at 6915 Hollywood Blvd.

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lady-maria-the-wolf225 · 3 years

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Mikey x Fem! reader ch: 6

(Y/N)'s P.O.V

After my mom had a crazy conversation with me about where I was, I ended up lying that I was staying over at a friend's house. She told me not to go unless I get permission. Great. It's a good thing she didn't ground me. And I'm also glad she didn't call the cops for a crazy search. Despite that, I still couldn't believe that the Turtles existed, and they were nice to me. Mikey, Leo, Donnie, even the hot headed Raph never made fun of me. Not even a chuckle at my face either. They may not be human, but in their nature, I can tell they seem so lonely that they wish they could blend in human society but they have no choice but to stay down there. School started to bore me. I was finally given an assignment but it was for chemistry. I hate chemistry next to Algebra. My friends asked me if I could go out with them, but I declined because I already made plans to meet up with Mikey yet I never told them about the turtles themselves. Nightfall came, and I went down to the sewers, and the turtles were doing their thing. Leo was cleaning his weapons, Donnie fixing some broken drone, Raph busy doing heavy lifting, and Mikey, well...I can hear the TV from afar. Leo sees me, and smiles a bit. "Hey you. Mikey is uh....playing your games you left behind. He's been hooked up on them for hours. He didn't sleep at all." I nodded and went to go see him. Mikey was playing Mario Kart and didn't notice I was there in his own room. His eyes were glued to the screen. "Aw yeah! First place! Woo! That was intense!" He then turns around and sees me standing there awkwardly. He gasps dropping the game controller and immediately gets up as he hugs me tightly. The hug itself was so tight in fact, I couldn't even breath. "(Y/N)! I missed you for hours! I thought you'd never come, But here you are! I'm so happy! You can tell by the look on my face!" I gasped for air from almost being suffocated to death from a big bear hug and looked at him. He had a big smile that tells me he's very excited to see me like a child when they see their favorite family member coming over for the day while the parents are going out to do stuff. He gently put me down, and we both sat on the couch. "So! Anything new?" He said as he took a sip of his orange crush soda and I took out my assignment. "Yeah. I have a chemistry paper to fill out, it's kinda complicated, and I was wondering if you could help me." Mikey chuckled and responded. "I don't do that weird sciency stuff. But Donnie would be happy to help you out though." He shouts out to his brother who is still working on the drone. "Hey Donnie! Could you help (Y/N) with her chemistry homework? She's stuck on it!" Donnie shouts back. "Uhhh. Yeah sure. Just leave the paper on the side of my desk, and I'll help but I gotta fix this drone real quick. alright?" Mikey smiles and shouts once more. "Thanks dude appreciate it!" I smiled as I went to put the paper by Donnie. I came back and thanked Mikey for it. "And you are welcome my lady. Do you want anything? Pizza? Orange crush?" I nodded and grabbed an orange crush from him. "Thank you." He stared at me as I took a few sips. I noticed when I stopped and he looked away blushing. I looked at him concerned. "You alright?" He looks at me and smiles. "Y-yeah. I'm all good. You wanna watch a movie later?" I nodded and Donnie finally finished fixing his drone. "Okay. Finally Done. Now. You said you have some chemistry for me?" I nodded and showed him what the paper is about. He helped me with a few questions that I didn't quite understand since he is a nerd afterall, and I managed to finish right on time because Mikey took out some old VHS tapes. "Okay. We have Lady and the Tramp, Tarzan, Bambi, Titanic, Cujo, Rambo, Rocky, Misery, Willy Wonka and the chocolate factory, The fly, lord of the rings, Friday the 13th, And Star Wars." I looked at the selection of films and I ended up picking Bambi. He turns on the tv, and slides the VHS tape in. We sat down and we watched as we ate pizza. Raph walks in during the previews and smirks shaking his head. "Watching some little kids film I see?" Mikey looks at him squinting his eyes at him. "Come on bro. Nobody's too old for cartoons." Raph sits down next to us and decides to join. He watches the previews and rolls his eyes. "Ugh.....baby stuff" Mikey shushes him. "Quite Raph! It's starting!" The movie finally started, and Mikey was intrigued and so full of curiosity. He's like curious George but is a turtle instead of a monkey. We were then an hour into the movie Raph doesn't seem entertained at all. I can tell he isn't the kind of guy who likes Disney films. Only the more realistic Types. Mikey looks at me and smiles. "Are you enjoying the film sugar plum?" I smiled but I always wondered. What is with all the nicknames he keeps calling me? I guess they're just compliments in being kind. As the movie ends, Raph gets up and leaves. "Well that was stupid. Ima go do my daily lifting." Mikey turns off the television, and starts talking. "That was fun. What do you wanna do next (Y/N)?" I take out a drawing book with some pencils and markers. "Wanna draw?" Mikey smiles at me gleefully. "Sure!" I gave him a piece of paper and a pencil and ended up drawing. He does look at my paper from time to time, but it didn't seem to bother me at all. After we finished, I showed him my drawing. It was a tree in the middle of a field. Mikey's eyes widened and his mouth gaped with surprise. "You are so good! I like it! Wanna see mine?" I nodded and he showed me his. It was a very.....interesting drawing I give it that. He drew a drawing of himself being muscular and me being the damsel in distress being saved by him. "Whaddya think?" I look at it and the drawing isn't professional looking. More like first grade level art. But over all, I smiled and responded to him. "I love it." He smiles wide and decides to give it to me. I put it in my backpack, and he gets up. He takes out a boombox, and starts to play music. He danced around me and I laughed at his movements. "Come on! Dance with me!" I shook my head giggling. "Oh. No. I never danced before." He pulls me up, and decides to teach me how. I tried following his move set but I sucked at it real bad. He laughed and kept on dancing, having the time of his life. Even I was as well. Leo and Donnie Chuckled at us and Raph smirks shaking his head. "Kids today." Leo said, sharpening the blade of his katana. I soon got tired and layed down to rest for a bit from all the dancing. Mikey laid down as well. "You know, you're a cool guy mikey. I like you. I never met anyone that is wild but so full of life and is very kind." He blushes and smiles. "Hehe. Thanks." I stared at him and he noticed. I chuckled and he blushes even more. I went home after we had our fun, and I can tell Mikey feels left out when I had to leave. But I promised him I'd be back again soon which made him feel better a bit. He told me he would like to take me out somewhere. But where though? Whatever it is, I bet it's something special in mind.

End of P.O.V

Up next will be chapter 7. :)

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theonlygamergost · 4 years

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Reminder! Go to sleep~

This fic took me waaay more than I like to admit.

People in this fic: DreamWasTaken and GeorgeNotFound

(BadBoyHalo and SapNap are in the background)

Warning! This fanfiction was wrote respecting boundaries! This is not a ship post, i wrote this bc they are good friends caring for eachother!

Enjoy~

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Dream had a bad sleeping schedule, it wasn't a secret, but editing in the middle of the night was... easier? Better? He didn't really know... but it was the only time he edited. Meaning that sleep was often skipped or recovered during the day.

But we all know that the lack of sleep brings mood swings, and poor Dream was in the middle of one.

He and George were supposed to start streaming in about fifteen minutes, but George wasn't dumb, he had realized Dream was acting differently.

"Dream? Are you sure you want to stream?" George spoke to his mic, waiting for a response from the empty headphones laid on top of his head.

"Of course I do! Why do you ask- What's the point of that question?" He was acting defensive and irritable towards the smallest things, "I don't know...You seem tired" He was also spacing out, Geroge could tell he lacked sleep, he knew him too well.

"Oh George- I'm fine ok?! Don't worry about me-"

User has joined the call

"Oh Bad! Please help me convince Dream to not stream! He's probably sitting on three hours of sleep!" " Only three hours?"

BadBoyHalo proceeded to enter big bro mode and tell off Dream about sleeping waaay less then he needed to, getting Dream to slowly give up.

"Fine fine I won't stream!... I'll just post on Twitter why I won't... God my subs are going to hate me..." "That's not true Dream! They'll understand, now go to sleep, ill call you tomorrow"

As George and BadBoy told Dream goodnight, George hit the live button. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dream was feeling down: His best friends just shooed him away and he was feeling lonely...

His cat noticed his bad mood and jumped onto his lap, he thought about laying in bed, but since the cat was here now, he wasn't going to move.

George was having a webcam steam, he, SapNap and BadBoy were in their world messing around.

Without him

He wasn't angry... He was just...sad? Left out? ...Something like that

As he was listening to the laughter of his friends, a donation came through, and the text to speech started: Hi George, first time donating and catching a stream, why is Dream not streaming? Did something happen?

George looked over at his second monitor and read the donation again in his head while making sure he didn't die by the zombie that approached him.

"Dream is not here because he didn't sleep a lot recently so I told him to go to sleep. Nothing happened, don't worry. He's my best friend and I can tell when he's tired. Hopefully, he'll join us next stream." He focused on turning the lava into obsidian, placing and picking up water without falling into the deadly liquid. "I'm..." he spaced out for a couple of seconds "I'm aware that streams without Dream are a bit more boring, but I prefer that he's well-rested and in a good mood than having him on stream sounding half asleep. Don't worry, after the stream ill call him and check up on him"

The other two who were whispering in the background didn't miss the chance to tease George.

"Oh! So you think we are not as "entertaining" as Dream huh George?!" SapNap spat out fake-annoyed, BadBoyHalo jumped on the tease-train too.

"Of course he would SapNap! If you had a Minecraft boyfriend too, you would find him more fun than us!"

George started studdering and tried to defend himself since also the chat now was spamming things like "Minecraft Boyfriend! Lol" or "Omg I ship it!!" and "Don't deny it, George, we know!". Making it more difficult for the British streamer.

Dream chuckled at the hilarious situation while caressing the small animal who was enjoying the warmth in his lap.

The chat didn't seem to be angry about the fact that he wasn't there so he decided to open twitter and see how his tweet was doing.

The replies we're all positive and supportive of his decision, the couple of toxic replies were automatically ignored by him since he was low-key used to them, he smiled at how his followers where so nice and worried about his health, also he giggled at the funny profile pictures and names some of the accounts had.

He decided to lay in bed and continue to watch the stream from his phone, his cat jumped off his lap and followed him.

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The stream went on for another two hours but Dream fell asleep somewhere in between, he knew this of course by the fact that the ring coming from both his electronic devices woke him up.

He struggled to find his phone since he dropped it somewhere when he fell asleep and his earbuds were uncomfortably tangled, but he managed to pick up the call coming from George in time.

"Hello?"

"Geez, took you long enough to answer, I was about to give up... Wait- were you sleeping?"

"Yeah... I fell asleep while watching your stream..." he yawned and proceeded to hug the pillow lying next to him.

"You fell asleep while watching the stream?! BadBoy and SapNap were continuously screaming!" He sounded impressed, Dream wasn't at all.

"I guess I was very tired" he heard George's footsteps as he spoke

"You do sound tired-... You should stop pulling all-nighters just to edit, you don't have a deadline yknow" From the other end, two beeps made the boy react with an "Oh finally..."

"What are you doing?"

"Instant noodles" The sound of pouring water and something being ripped could be heard in the background " I'm hungry"

"Instant noo- You had those for lunch too!"

"Mhf-Sho what? Shey'r good" George took a munch on his pasta and spoke with his mouth full "Sthey arhe eashy to make ansh shtey are scheaps"

Dream laughed at how barely comprehensible his words were, and at how lazy George was. He knew how to cook simple stuff, yet he always "couldn't be bothered" or was "too tired" to cook actual food.

They chatted and laughed for a while, Dream laying comfortably on his bed and George happily eating his noodles. A moment of silence fell.

"Hey Dream?"

He hummed in reply

"I'm sorry for forcing you to not stream... But you sounded tired and... I didn't mean to make it sound like we were excluding you..." Dream smiled at how apologetic and sad his friend sounded.

"Don't worry, I figured you were doing it for me..."

Another silence.

"Hey George?"

It was his time to hum now.

"Thank you... "

"For what?"

"For everything you do for me"

"I'm just doing the same thing you do for me... You always tell me to go to bed and... You care about my died more than I do" Dream giggled.

"If someone should be thanking someone it should be me, thank you Dream for all the things you do for me... Even if you always kill me in the videos"

The moment was broken by Dream cockiness and they ended up laughing hard... Well, George was laughing, Dream was straight up impersonating a kettle, wheezing as he usually did.

"Ah... My stomach hurts!"

"Haha... Same!... Oh God..."

They gave each other a minute to calm down before going back to talking

"Wait- it is late for you Dream! Go to bed you idiot!"

"But I enjoy talking to youuu " he whined, he didn't want to sleep

"Same, but we can talk tomorrow ok? Just call me when you wake up, ok?

He emitted a sad noise George took as a "yes"

"Good night Dream, love you!"

He always said it off-camera, yet he never wanted to say it when they were recording. He still didn't understand why.

"...good night George, love you too"

But Dream appreciated him anyway.

#this fic was HELL #Wattpad gave me problems #tumblr aswell #it was midnight so I gave up #im posting this the day after #also Wattpad yeeted 200 words even when I saved #i was lowkey mad #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #fanfiction #minecraftyt #im not tagging this as dreamnotfoud #i refuse

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It’s Been Awhile

It’s Been Awhile _______________________________________________________________ (UFF Fic)

Takes place between Unleash the Light & Steven Universe: The Movie _______________________________________________________________ It’s amazing how fast things can progress. It’s only been a little over a year since Era 3 began and Steven had already made big changes to the gem empire. Convincing the Diamonds to liberate their colonies. Allowing gems more freedom. And even constructing a place on Earth where gems can learn to be themselves and how to live freely, Little Homeworld.

Even though Steven is half-diamond, he couldn’t do all of that alone. Luckily, he didn’t have to. He had the help of his family and friends, who have been there for him through thick and thin. Especially that of the Pines twins, Dipper and Mabel. They had gone through almost everything Steven had gone through. From encountering monsters & elite gems to galactic tyrants & dream demons. Although some of those events left a scar or two, their bond with Steven couldn’t be any stronger.

Even though he’s patched things up between him, the crystal gems & the diamonds, he knows that deep down, he can’t forgive the diamonds for everything they put him, his family & friends through, especially after what Yellow did to his best friend Dipper.

Even when he does have those feelings, he always puts others before himself. In his case, all gem kind comes first. Of course, he would feel better if he didn’t come alone. However, all of the gems on Earth were busy constructing Little Homeworld. He would ask Stan and/or Ford Pines, but they were away on an adventure together in the middle of the ocean, on the Stan o’ War II. Connie was busy with studying for school, so Steven didn’t want to bother her either. That left only two options, and he wasn’t sure if they would come along with him, Dipper & Mabel. Surprisingly, they agreed to come along. Even though they too had some bad experience(s) on the gem homeworld, they had free time and wanted to support Steven anyway they could. If that meant keeping him company while he meets up with the diamonds, then so be it.

HOMEWORLD

It may have been a year since they were last on Homeworld, but the twins noticed that the gem planet has been making changes of their own. Not only was the caste system disbanded and all gems were allowed to have relationships with gems of different courts, but homeworld was also planting trees.

Right now, the twins were waiting outside the doors to the throne room as Steven was catching up with the diamonds and discussing how to make Era 3 better. Even though the twins wanted to be by Steven’s side, they figured it was best if they were supporting him from outside of the room, away from the diamonds, especially Yellow. Of all the diamonds, Yellow was the one who the twins disliked the most, especially Dipper, for obvious reasons as he looked at his metallic arm.

“How much longer do you think they’ll be in there?” Mabel asked her smart twin brother.

“I want to say soon, but who knows. Either Steven wants to make sure everything is going smoothly with Era 3 or the diamonds are begging him to move in with him. Heck, I wouldn’t be surprised if they made some presentation for him about the pros and cons of living here. Or Blue could just be smothering him against her cheek” Dipper theorized with his sister.

“Think what you may, I actually think it’s kinda cute that Blue does that to him.” Mabel said as she awed at imagining Steven up against his diamond relative’s cheek.

“If she did that to anyone else, she’d probably accidently crush them.” Dipper mentioned, trying to talk Mabel out of it.

“It’d be worth it!” Mabel said positively as the siblings shared a slight giggle. However, their laughter would be put on hold when footsteps were coming their way and a familiar voice was heard.

“Hello Dipper”

The twins halted their laughter as soon as they heard those words. They both recognized who said them. Dipper especially. It was the voice of the person, or gem, that made his first time on homeworld miserable. She tortured him, mentally abused him, and even took part in removing his arm, which is now replaced by a robotic one. The elite era 1 gem that served under yellow diamond’s court.

Hessonite

“It’s been awhile. I see you and your……… sibling decided to accompany Steven to Homeworld as he meets with the diamonds.” Hessonite said. The twins didn’t face her as they instead just decided to ignore her as they directed their eyes towards the ground, hoping that Hessonite would just walk past them.

Although Hessonite was annoyed by their silence, she understood why. After all, she played her part in forever changing their lives. Although Yellow Diamond was the one who came up with the project of making humans into assassins for homeworld, she was put in charge of making sure the project went smoothly. Not just molding Dipper into the ruthless assassin Stonemason, but also using the light prism as a weapon against them.

Of course, Hessonite saw herself as a changed gem and wanted to change the relationship between her and Dipper. Of course, she knew right away it would be easier said than done. Hessonite kept walking past the twins, but stopped in place. She looked towards the end of the hallway, but decided to speak up.

“I see that you both won’t speak to me, let alone look at me, but I assure you that the Hessonite you put up with in the past will never show herself again. It’s thanks to Steven and the light prism, or I guess George, that I have a new perspective on life and am a different gem because of it. I will do everything I can to make sure Era 3 will flourish and-“

“Just Stop” Dipper said, interrupting his former tormentor’s monologue. Hessonite didn’t turn to face him, but was surprised at his bold demand. He decided to raise his head up and face her even though she won’t do the same.

“I’m only going to say this once and you better listen good. First of all, my sister and I are only here for Steven. I didn’t come here to see you. Get this through your head. You may claim to be a changed gem, but I will never see you as one. What you, Yellow and everyone else involved in doing what you did to me and everyone else is unforgivable. If you really want to make amends, then do one thing. Stay the hell away from me, my sister, my family and everyone else I care about! If I ever see you again, or even hear your voice, then I promise you, we will BOTH be sorry. You already left a wound on me. The last thing I need is you causing another one, whether intentional or not.” Dipper lectured to the orange gem his demand before making one last statement.

“If you understand, then keep walking & don’t turn back.” Dipper told her. After a brief silence, Hessonite did just that as she continued walking down the hall. Away from the door to the throne room and from the Pines twins.

Mabel finally looked up when she couldn’t hear the footsteps anymore and turned to face her brother.

“You ok bro-bro?” She asked with concern.

“Yes and no.” He said plainly as he looked at his metal arm. When he did, Mabel grabbed his yellow hand with her own hand and gave him a warm smile, which resulted in him doing the same.

“Yes” He said with a warm smile as they continued to wait for their friend. After a couple more minutes, Steven emerged from the door and turned to see his friends happy that their wait is over.

“How’d it go S-man?” Mabel said with a goofy tone.

“Pretty boring. It started off talking about Era 3, but changed direction with the diamonds asking me to move into the palace.” Steven recapped his meeting.

“Called it.” Dipper said under his breath as Mabel just rolled her eyes.

“I’m sorry I made you guys wait so long” Steven apologized to his friends, not thinking that the meeting would take longer than he thought.

“Don’t worry about it Steven.” Mabel said to her friend with a comforting smile.

“Yeah, we don’t mind.” Dipper added.

“Are you guys sure? I thought I heard another voice earlier. Who was it?” Steven questioned as curiosity got the better of him. The twins looked at each other, wondering what they should say. Should they just avoid the question and tell him it wasn’t anyone important. Or should they tell him the truth? Dipper decided to speak first.

“Let’s just say it’s someone we don’t have the best history with.” Dipper answered. Steven wondered who he meant specifically. There were a number of homeworld gems that gave Steven and his friends a rough time (Aquamarine, Eyeball, Squaridot, etc.). But he could tell that Dipper wouldn’t go into any further detail. Mabel then decided to intervene.

“But now we don’t have to worry about them, because Dipper told her like it is.” Mabel added on as she gave a warm stare at her brother as he made eye contact with her and did the same thing.

Steven didn’t know who they just encountered, but he could tell by the look on their faces that they overcome whatever troubled them. He was happy that they seemed stronger as twins.

“You guys want to head back to Earth?” Steven asked.

“Yeah” The twins responded at the same time. The three friends soon walked the opposite end of the hall to make it to the nearest warp pad that would take them back to Earth.

As she watched the three of them walk away, Hessonite learned something. She knew she wanted to make amends with the twins. But even helping them, Steven and the Crystal Gems deal with Pyrobe & Demantoid, some things are just too difficult to look past. Hessonite accepted that fact and decided to live her life as a new gem, and obliged to Dipper’s demand for her to stay away from him and his loved ones. As she continued to walk out of the palace, she said something to herself that’s meant for the three young friends.

“I wish you all a good future”

#sumbission #submission #ooooo!#i liked this!#interesting take on hessonite post cym #all these good wwriting submissions today im here for it #universe falls #uf 5th year anniversary celebration #uf fan art #not mine #uf fan stuff

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