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tetralea · 1 year

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Hi Dori, do you have any idea on teen-soap-drama vibe karting Charles x Max? (Woooooorshiping eyees🥺)

Loool, angsty teen drama. 💃

Do you have that moment when your heart breaks because your crush is talking to someone else they seem to be interested in? Well, I assume one of them at least once experienced that, and maybe it resulted pushing each other off track, maybe even the third party, it’s not nice and they can’t communicate so fluid yet, because they are learning English only, mostly Charles, baby just can’t express himself as he would like to all the time.

It goes on for a few races, their battles are getting more intense because Max talked to another boy like that and Charles is seeing red, they are not that young at that point maybe 16 or so. People around them getting boyfriends and girlfriends and Charles know what that means, as much a 16 yo can know lol he know enough, that if Max was his boyfriend he could hug and kiss Max and Max would talk to him more and not to that other boy. Charles goes overly dramatic to make Max jealous and makes a hickey on his own shoulder, like the angsty teen he is, and kinda tries to show it off in the race and also hide it from the parents. So there are boy rumours that he slept with someone, well, clearly, since they have a hickey. (I don’t know where I am going with this but hold on.) The parents are worried and try to talk to him but he is all sweet smiles and denying everything.

It doesn’t work, like at all, Max couldn’t be bothered seemingly, which hurts Charles even more and he decides that this can’t go on like this. He changes tactics, he tries to woo Max, leaving small gifts for him, like chocolate or a sandwich which Max said he liked and Charles asked his mom to make it even if Charles doesn’t like it particularly and his mom gave him a look he wouldn’t yield. So, yeah every race he gifts something to Max but in secret and tries to see his reaction, maybe one time he messes up. He leaves the foil wrapped sandwich at Max’s cart, but since Arthur is also there their mom put labels on it, and now he left a gift for Max with ‘Charles’ on it. Poor boy has a heart attack when he realises, he tries to get it back but it is already too late, Max got it and eating it, smiling, pushing the label into his pocket to hide and protect it.

Later he corners Charles, and Charles is stressed and babbles and Max is not the best at social interactions either. So he says something like “you lost your sandwich and I ate it” like it is an insult, when in reality he wants to thank Charles so he adds, “it was delicious btw” only after realising that it didn’t help much lol but Charles is smiling so much, because Max liked the food!! He liked his gift even if seemingly he thought Charles lost it. So Charles keeps leaving things for him and now it’s more a cute way of courting than anything hehe and they try to “accidentally meet” after or before races to chat a little and Charles tries everything from, “you have something on your clothes” till “I bet my hand is bigger” to initiate any kinda touch between them. Until one time they are both out early from the race and Max takes Charles hand and pulls him into a shed where the park stores go karts for the public and it smell like oil and tires and it’s dirty, but it’s the most private place he could think of.

“I’m sorry I’m not giving you gifts.”

“How do you know they are from me?” Charles tries the play dumb strategy in vain.

And Max just gives him a look and pulls out the old liber from his pocket. “I know.” He gives Charles a small smile, and Charles is red from forehead till his neck and Max finds it very sweet. “It was on them a few months ago.”

“Why did you keep it?” Charles asks too sharp and too fast and Max shrugs, because how could he tell Charles it makes him all warm and happy on the inside when he looks at that small paper with his name on it? He would this he is stupid or in love and no one wants that.

“Look, I just wanted to say I can’t give you gifts all the time but I can give you something in return.” Suddenly his voice is clear and determined and Charles is a bit confused. “I haven’t gave it to anyone else so I hope it makes up for all the food your mom made.” It sounds much dumber than it did in his head but Charles tilts his head so it doesn’t matter.

“Okay.” And Charles shouldn’t sound as expectant but he does and steps closer a bit.

“It’s not something you can keep but I can give it to you later too if you like it.” And Charles is nodding, and licking his lips and he is so nervous. “Can you close your eyes?” And thee is an awkward second but Charles does, his fingers gripping the seem of his suit, and he barely can breath. And suddenly he can feel Max close, really close, and then there is something touching his lips and it takes him a good second to realise Max is kissing him. Well it is more of a peck, maybe a little more the plump lips capturing his but not for long. He feels Max’s hand on his neck to keep him in place and he makes a sound he wasn’t sure he was capable in theses situations. Max pulls back a bit unsure and scared.

“I don’t think it makes up for all the sandwiches.” And Max is scared shitless. “I mean it’s not enough, I mean…” oh and fuck it he can’t say it, his brain is not working mostly not in English. He grabs Max and pulls him close, one hand on his waist, the other on the back of his neck kissing him timidly. It’s new, and odd and wet and warm and mostly wet, and tingly and neither of them wants it to end. They told their heads almost at the same time and Max’s hand goes into Charles hair making it into an even bigger mess and Charles whimpers and he shudders when Max’s tongue is touching his. He has no idea where all this is coming from, how the hell he knows how to do it, it if it is even good the way he does it, but Max is pulling his closer so that is a good sign. They just hold each other, trying to get closer and closer, their bodies are hot and every piece of clothing becomes annoying, it’s strange, and they are a bit sloppy and get braver and try new things some of them has a good reaction and some doesn’t. They are both panting, lips glittering and swollen when they break apart.

“Is it fair for the food?” Max asks, be he has to make sure.

“Yes, if you do this ever time I give you food it’s okay.” Charles nods grinning and kisses Max again because hello it feels hella good and they get so lost in it, also it is hard to know when to end it and it just drags out. “I haven’t, I haven’t done this either before.” Charles blurts out. “And if you do this to anyone else I’ll ruin all our races forever.” It supposed to be intimidating but Max is just giggling and agrees he won’t.

When they emerge from the shed they are both flushed and lips red a little, trying not to grin like idiots. It becomes a habit of course, the best pre and after race ritual any of them could have imagined.

#lestappen #dori writes

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doriwrites · 2 years

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i'm trying for another style than #angst

#also yes i am writing a stranger things fic #what about it #dori writes

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ohposhers · 4 months

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going off the fact that JD wrote almost every Brozone song, i have this headcanon that on particularly lonely nights when JD can't sleep he stays up writing songs for his brothers that he will absolutely never show them ever </3 He's had the guitar since he was 11 and he refuses to get a new one cause it's one of the only things he still has from his parents LOLOL

#im down bad for this troll i hate him #rest in peace sticker jd #he tore it up one day when he was feeling especially regretful #john dory trolls #brozone #trolls #trolls band together #my art #idk why hes so beat up maybe he fell off a cliff #lil silly man so talented at writing

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moonstoast · 2 years

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letters to milena by franz kafka // camouflage by ron hicks // the golden notebook by doris lessing // ? // a letter to galatea kazantzaki by nikos kazantzakis

#words #letters #prose #web weave #web weaving #paintings #art #kafka #franz kafka #ron hicks #doris lessing #parallels #writing collection

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felsicveins · 2 months

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We're a lethal combination, too lost for therapy

#one more!!!!!!! ive had this drawn forever but hadnt colored it!!#trolls #trolls 3 #trolls oc #trolls oc julien #jd ex husband #john dory #john dory trolls #the song is called lethal combination by the wombats #its sooo them #this is post separation obvi and jd is snapping at julien for bugging him all the time #i have an even angstier drawing that i did yesterday but ill post that some other time #i wish i could sit down and write the fic .. its probably never gonna happen

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kittyball23 · 4 months

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When you have time could you do a one shot of poppy fan girling over the fact that her bf is in two famous boy bands? I wish the movie gave a little more of it focused on him because the adoration is so cute to me.

Yes, here it is! :D

Surprise (a Trolls fanfic)

“Hey, Branch? It’s almost showtime, I was just thinking that maybe we could…”

The Pop Queen cut off her own question with an enormous gasp.

“WHHHHHAAAAAAT?!?!”

It was simply impossible for her to believe the sight in front of her. Granted, she knew some of what she would find when she ventured backstage to find her boyfriend. She knew of his brothers, and of how they were the sensational boyband known as BroZone. But what she did not at all anticipate were the four other Trolls who made up the other insanely popular boyband that there had been back in the day.

And, recalling that that band had had five members - and seeing that her boyfriend was costumed to the same chic style they were wearing at that moment - it suddenly all made sense in a whirlwind of revelation.

“Kismet?” she exclaimed in a squeak, pointing a shaky hand at Branch. “You were in BroZone AND Kismet? And you… didn’t… tell me?!” She shot her gaze at the brothers. “Guys, did you know about this?”

They hurriedly denied.

“I’m just as surprised as you are, Pops,” John Dory admitted.

“Not a clue,” Bruce answered.

“Nope,” Clay said, putting his hands up and taking a couple steps back, while Floyd replied with a mystified “Uh-uh,” and a small shake of his head.

At this point, Poppy wasn’t even sure how she was still able to keep standing there - she was trembling so much from the excitement building up inside of her, she was just about ready to collapse!

Branch himself shrugged, keeping collected. “Surprise,” he chuckled.

Poppy couldn’t help herself anymore. Forgetting about everything but being filled with happiness - and not being able to coherently form any other sentences - she rushed forward and threw her arms around Branch’s neck, screaming in delight. Then, she rushed to hug each of his friends, taking Hype, Ablaze, Boom, and Trickee off guard with her uncontained enthusiasm and bone-crushing embrace. And then still, she leapt over towards JD, Bruce, Clay, and Floyd, hugging them for good measure, too!

Hype shook his blue head with a smirk. "Well, that's some girl you got there, Branch!" he exclaimed.

"And this is some sneaky secret-keeping boyband-extraordinaire boyfriend I've got!!" Poppy shouted, finding her voice again and nearly dizzying all nine men with all her jumping up-and-down on the spot. And now that she was speaking again, she couldn’t seem to stop! The words tumbled out of her a hundred miles a minute.

“This is incredible! I really really REALLY can’t believe this! I’m so excited I could SCREAM! I think I will scream! AAAIIYYIII!!! Okay, okay, I’m done now. No, just kidding, I’m actually not. AHGHGH! I’m not gonna be over this for, like, a SUPER long time! I, like, REALLY need all of your autographs, too. Ooo! And a picture! Well, more like a dozen pictures with you guys. And then I’m gonna need copies! And then copies of the copies!! And… and… would it be weird if I fainted right now? Because I totally feel like I’m gonna faint right now, hehe!”

And she did. Expended, she keeled over with that ear-to-ear smile still plastered on her face. Branch caught her right before she fell to the ground, and carried her in his arms.

“I’ll be back in a sec,” he said to his friends and brothers, smirking at the Pop Queen. “I’m gonna get her situated in the front row. Then we can get this show rolling, alright?”

And that’s just what he did, leaving Kismet and BroZone to themselves.

Both boybands looked at each other awkwardly, not sure what to say to each other. At least, until Floyd broke the ice, smiling politely.

“So… how did you guys meet Branch?”

#trolls #trolls 3 #trolls band together #broppy #branch trolls #poppy trolls #brozone #john dory #spruce trolls #clay trolls #floyd trolls #kismet #nsync #dreamworks #fanfiction #kittyball writes #thanks for the ask!#kittyball answers #100+

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thoughtkick · 2 days

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Whatever you’re meant to do, do it now. The conditions are always impossible.

Doris Lessing

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kismets-barista · 5 months

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Lil Brozone, Floyd- centric oneshot for y'all's enjoyment!

Spoilery for Band Together, so if you're still awaiting watching the movie I'd suggest waiting to read, my friends! Have a lovely night!

Five months, twenty eight days.

That’s how long it had taken him to be able to walk without having to stop for breath.

Floyd was fully recovering, slowly but surely. After moving back to Pop Village, there’d been nothing for him except plenty of rest, John Dory’s incessant mother henning (seriously, that guy was the textbook definition of Anxiety even if he continued to deny it,) and help from his brothers to recuperate. They’d laid off on any public performances, putting aside thoughts of the word tour for later on. Way later on.

But today was the day. Finally the day they’d decided to put on a public performance, a day that had all of them on their toes with preparations for the five song ‘concert.’ The energy buzzing in the air was something Floyd had missed, but the troll could honestly barely concentrate on how excited he was as his chest filled with sticky, sludgy feelings of dread. The magenta-haired troll sat in front of his light-rimmed vanity mirror, staring back at the shock of white that ran from the roots of his hair and up to the middle.

He thought he’d gotten over this.

It wasn’t going to change. It was evident that his hair, along with himself, had permanently changed as a result of that capture. Of his death.

And pretty much everyone in the village knew that it was a result of something. A bad something.

Some of them, Cooper specifically, had outright asked. But he didn’t have the best buffer, so Floyd couldn’t find it in his heart to be mad. Others had given him looks, even staring as he began to get out of the house those first months. He could remember the eyes trained on him as John Dory slowly helped him along, talking about an adventure he’d gone on way ‘back in his day,’ as he liked to call it. Floyd had kept to himself, mostly, until John Dory noticed how quiet his brother was being and did something the younger couldn’t.

He stared back at the trolls. Sure, it probably planted the seeds of assumption that John Dory was every bit as standoffish as Branch used to be, but Floyd had to admire his brother’s determination to keep him comfortable.

“Ten minutes til final soundchecks!” Mayday (Brozone’s stage director’s) voice cut through the silence, and Floyd jerked out of his reverie. He sighed, opening the drawer to his desk and fished through a thousand hair products and ties to pull out a fluffy, white scrunchy. Maybe pulling it up would help lessen the… amount of times people had to see his hair. Floyd let out another sigh as he pulled up his hair, staring himself down in the mirror as he twisted it every which way. “Come on… there’s gotta be some way I can make you look normal again,” he whispered fiercely, tugging on his hair harder as desperation bubbled in his chest. Every way he moved it, white, white, white. The young troll’s hands began to shake as he started to tie it up, tears pricking the corners of his eyes as his breathing shortened.

How could he go out there looking like this? It’s bad enough as it is, why did he think for a second that today would be any different with how he felt about this… this awful hair of his?

He considered flaking on his brothers as his breaths began to come out in short gasps. A thousand different excuses flitted through his mind, and Floyd began to grasp at them, one by one. He wasn’t feeling well. He was exhausted again. He couldn’t catch his breath quite right - no, that one would send them into a panic, probably. The thoughts crescendoed, and Floyd yanked on the scrunchie a bit too hard. It snapped, and rebounded on his hand. Causing the duo-tone haired-troll to yelp in pain. He flicked his head in the air, waving off the sting before letting his head sink down to rest on the top of the vanity. He was getting himself way too worked up… this wasn’t going to help anything. He needed to do this show. Needed to prove that he was… fine. Well. As fine as he could be.

“This is for all the lonely people…” he whisper-sang to himself, voice breathy as he steadied his pounding heart. Pulling on his fingers gently. “Thinking that life has passed us by…”

“We won’t give up until we, drink from that silver cup, and ride…” Floyd’s voice tapered off as he frowned, momentum to sing even to himself puttering off. Today was supposed to be a happy day. But here he slumped, moping like someone had just kicked a box of kittens in front of him.

“Ride that highway in the sky.” The lyric lifted softly as a question, and the troll sat up and looked behind himself in confusion. His face lit up at the sight of Branch, his baby brother leaning against the doorframe with his arms loosely crossed against each other.

“Oh, Branch. Hey.” Floyd offered him a grin, to which his younger brother readily responded with one of his own.

“Hey. Was looking for you. JD wanted us to have a little meeting or whatever before our final soundchecks for the show so I came to get you. How’re you feeling?” He asked while walking over, sitting near his brother. Taking in everything about the older troll, inquisitive blue eyes flitting over the top of Floyd’s hair and down to his toes.

“I’m fine,” Floyd shrugged, stretching as he stood. Paused as he realized that saying ‘I’m fine’ was not an appropriate response, as Branch had told him so many times before. Practically drilled it into his head, at this point. He cut Branch off before his younger brother could say anything by shaking his head and letting out a loud “I meant- I meant that I’m feeling really good. I’m excited for the show, I slept plenty last night so I’m not tired, and I stretched this morning so I’m not achy like I usually am when I wake up.”

He could visibly see Branch’s tightly-wound demeanor relax, and the younger troll stood to join his brother as they headed out of the dressing room.

“Great. Now come on. They’re not too far away.”

And it was only when they made it into the break room, overstuffed couches laden with throw pillows and the ground practically made of mismatched rugs that Floyd realized all of his brothers had hair caps on. They’d happily yelled out his name when he walked in, and Branch had guided the troll over to a couch to sit down before nodding at JD, who’d been chuckling at the fact that Floyd was staring at them as if they all had grown second heads.

“How ya feelin’, bro-bro? Ready for BroZone’s big debut into Pop Village?”

“Well, when you put it like that, admittedly nervous. But excited, all the same. I’ve missed singing with you all, truly.” He smiled up at his older brothers, who, upon hearing that, all exchanged a look. They nodded at each other, and Bruce took a deep breath while reaching up to the cap covering his hair.

“Well, buddy, we’ve got a bit of a pre-show gift for you,” he started.

“We know how much your hair means to you, and how hard the change has been on you,” Clay continued.

“So we wanted to do a little something just to remind you that you aren’t alone, with how you’re feeling. No matter how hard it may be at times,” Branch finished, and all four of them pulled off their hair caps after JD counted down from three.

And Floyd instantly burst into tears.

Streaking through each of their hair was bold white streaks, the color dyed at the roots of their hair and stretching up and up, just like Floyd’s. It looked natural- how did they do that?

A million thoughts were running through his mind, but Floyd couldn’t grasp at a single one as the tears continued to pour down his face. He reached out to them, and his brothers were all surrounding him, hugging him tightly.

“Surprise,” Branch sang softly, and Floyd grabbed onto his arm, squeezing it tightly as he hugged him. He was making his best attempt to hug everyone, which, seeing as it was four full-grown trolls was a bit hard- but the appreciative smile that was plastered onto his face like the sun piercing through a veil of thick clouds was hard to miss. He continued to cry into the hug, emotions overwhelming him as he went from sobs, to weeping that had the four of them pulling him down from the couch and to the ground and up into their arms.

It took him a few minutes to pull himself together enough to wipe his eyes, but when he did, Floyd gave his brothers the most grateful look he could manage. He didn’t expect to see them crying, too, but it was clear that he’d affected them by crying so hard- and, the fact that they’d already been having a hard time keeping it together even before surprising him with the monumental change. Trolls didn’t just dye their hair- tinsel and extensions were normal in Pop Village but to physically change it like that? It was almost taboo.

“Man, I love you guys so much. I can’t believe you’d just… do that. For me. It means… it means so much.” His voice wavered as he broke down into tears again, but forced himself to reel it in as John Dory patted his back with a big grin.

“Believe it, bro. We’d go to the ends of the earth for you, this wasn’t nothin’ but a stone’s throw across the water if you ask me.”

“What’d I do to deserve such good brothers?” Floyd laughed tearfully, and Clay ruffled his hair gently. “Some would say you were born into this family. And that’s how you got such good brothers.”

The younger troll laughed, taking his brother’s hand and squeezing it tightly.

“Okay, that was a little cheesy,” Floyd chuckled. “But I gotta ask, who…”

“It was John Dory’s idea,” Bruce boasted proudly for the older troll, who’s ears turned bright red as he looked away.

“Dah, anything for my little brother,” he tried to play it off. But Floyd wasn’t having any of that. The younger troll dove into his older brother, pulling him into a hug. He was followed by his four other brothers, who practically dogpiled him and fell on top of each other. A stunned silence befell the brothers before they burst into laughter, and Floyd could feel a massive weight he didn’t even know that was sitting on his chest lift and dissipate. And he knew right then and there that no matter how down he was feeling about himself, how bad everything could get at times, he would always have his brothers to rely on. There were going to be much, much brighter days ahead.

“I love you guys. So much.” “We love you too, Floyd. Don’t you forget it.”

And he wouldn’t. He never would.

#trolls band together #floyd trolls #bruce trolls #john dory trolls #clay trolls #branch trolls #viadrabbles #oneshot #trolls 2023 #writers of tumblr #fluff #writer on a03 too #1000 words #I had so much fun writing this!#enjoy!#brozone #minor minor oc mention

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vivianthepigeon · 3 months

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Trolls hc again

So my sister does this thing to piss me off where if something goes wrong she’ll yell my name even if I have nothing to do with it

Ex: she’s painting and she spills paint on the ground

“VIVIAN!”

And I pop my head from around the corner confused

I think it would be hilarious if John Dory does the same thing

Ex: he sings the wrong lyric and just yells “CLAY!” when Clay did absolutely nothing

He drops his pencil and it rolls under the couch

“DANG IT BRUCE!”

To mix things up a bit sometimes he just sounds disappointed

He burnt his toast

*sighs* “Floyd 😔”

John Dory doesn’t do it to be mean, he just thinks it’s hilarious

They all hate it with a fiery burning passion

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eggofthefish · 2 months

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Beetlejuice AU i've been working my peanut brain on, this is some concept for it. Bruce and Brandy are Charles and Delia, they're not (?) Branch's parents still a brother relation, but they adopted after Branch lost his caretaker (Gma rosie ded fr). Still working on logistics, im not rlly smart. Viva and Clay I'm pretty sure are gonna be the Maitlands. This au isnt gonna be a one to one with Beetlejuice, but heavily inspired at least! Idk if I'm gonna focus TOO much on it, but I wanted to share my brain fart anyway.

#trolls band together #trolls art #trolls 3 #trolls john dory #trolls branch #trolls poppy #trolls brandy #trolls bruce #trolls #trolls au #trolls beetlejuice au #beetlejuice au #beetlejuice #i still have a hickory fanfic im trying to write damnit #my art #im so lazy #and dumb #please someone smack my brain

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quotefeeling · 1 month

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Do you know what people really want? Everyone, I mean. Everybody in the world is thinking: I wish there was just one other person I could really talk to, who could really understand me, who'd be kind to me. That's what people really want, if they're telling the truth.

Doris Lessing

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tetralea · 10 months

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With all your smut and lestappen in the holy temple today I'm complete. Thanks for your service 🫡 you're the best. I love you.

Haha, ayy thank you Anon!

It is a good day for the lestappies indeed! 😁

Hopefully some more of those prompts are coming still!

#lestappen #dori writes

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dorylinae-supremacy · 3 months

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Thinking about an AU where Techno, Wilbur and Tommy are all the harbingers of the actual entire apocalypse and Phil (just some insane guy) decides that those are in fact his kids and starts gaslighting the absolute shit out of them about it.

Rambles under cut!

I wanna try something where they're just more insidious and passive killers than anything else, theyre mostly just biding their time and watching as wherever they're lingering around gets sicker and just starts withering away.

They're a slow moving threat that just can't be stopped and for some reason (because Kristin thinks its funny) Phil just isnt affected by them.

Phil: Oh Techno's always been like that ever since he was a baby Techno: I have literally never met you a day in my life Tommy: Idk man... you have always been like that Wilbur: Oh my death he's actually getting to us

Its a mix of that combined with that "how did he know I was a gemini" meme

Phil: Wil! I brought you some salmon, I know how much you love it! Wilbur: How the fuck did you know I like salmon Phil: I'm your dad silly, of course I'd know :-)

I just think itd be super fun since Phil in this au is literally just some insane dude. He literally lies about their entire childhood but does it so consistently and so realistically that it throws them off guard.

I also have a few ideas where they start referring to Phil as their dad in the beginning as a sarcastic / mocking thing but accidentally just getting themselves even more adopted as they do it.

Phil: Wilbur put on a coat Wilbur: I don't need one! Techno: Go on, Wil. Listen to dad Wilbur: Ugh fine. Only because dad wants it, though

Stranger: Whos this? Tommy: Oh thats our dad. He kinda just tags along Stranger: Aww thats so sweet! You got his nose and everything Tommy: I- wh- no he's not actually our da- Phil: I know he did! Isn't he the cutest, spitting image isnt he? Tommy: You're not my dad! Stranger: Oh someones embarrassed! Phil: Yeah he's going through a rebellious phase right now

Just a mixture of things like that where it starts as calling him it but then accidentally actually giving him parental authority along with that.

I also wanna explore how Kristin and Phils relationship would be like. Maybe her as death being very bemused by this silly human that just decided she was his wife one day.

She literally visits him in dreams and stuff and he just acts as if they're married and have been for years. He complains about their 'rambunctious kids' and how he has to threaten them with her so that they behave sometimes. She finds it so silly and just cant help but play pretend.

Kristin: Hello, human Phil: My love! Its been so long since I've seen you Kristin: We've never met Phil: Oh don't say that! It hasnt been that long. I've just been far too occupied with our boys to visit too much Kristin: Our boys? I made them Phil: And they came out beautiful! I'm so glad Wil and Tech got your eyes. I was hoping they would.

I think that'd be a core part of this AU as well. Everyone is playing pretend but then it just fuzzies and it all becomes real for them. At first its a joke that Phil is her husband and their father but then they get lost in the fantasy and fun of it all and actually accept him as such.

Phil has no ulterior motives either, he's literally just a strange insane man that heard stories about neotrio and started thinking they were his kids one day. He genuinely believes his delusion and they end up accidentally making it a reality.

He just makes lucky guesses and plausible lies often enough that he's still shiny and new, he's still fun to play with and thats what ends up 'tricking' them all.

#dory writes #harbingers AU #dark sleepy bois inc #dark sbi

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