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sansxfuckyou · 9 months
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Defiance is a love story
Summary: After years of never seeing him, Sapnap decides its time to make peace again, especially with his parents new idea of how to help the kingdom prosper.
Warnings: referenced arranged marriage, emotionally tense, heres the Ao3 port with full tags
Authors Note: hi *posts SNF for the third consecutive day in a row like an absolute mad man* rarepair nation wishes I could channel my passion into multichapters instead of stupid fantasy AU oneshots. @sobredunia this is just habit now, I'm sorry but not really that I've actively subjected you to around 30K words of SNF if my memory of which fics I've tagged you in serves me well. Not sure if I should tag you @lasnevadastardly but we're mutuals and if my memory serves me well you're also an SNF fan, so look at this morsel. Anyways, reblogs are always a treat that keep me writing, hope ya'll enjoy this little fic.
Sapnap heaved a sigh as he pushed open the door to the throne room, he was hesitant to dare take a step in. He forged ahead, he made it about four feet in before his presence was acknowledged.
"Don't you dare take another step," The voice was ice, but it sounded like childhood, "Why are you of all people in my domain?" A snarl was on his voice.
Sapnap opened his mouth to speak but closed it again, gloved hands holding his tail tightly to try and calm down.
"Answer me," It's a threat, Georges hand flies to rest at the pommel of his sword as he steps off of his regal throne, mushrooms of varying sizes sprout up from the wood. With each step he takes a burst of grass grows around his shoes, occasionally flowers bloom. If Sapnap was a chump he would be intimidated at the power, but he's well aware this is just a bluff.
Sapnap takes a deep breath, "Political stuff," George steps closer, gripping the hilt of his sword, "Really important political stuff."
Sapnap can't bring himself to move even an inch as George keeps inching closer, silently. Two eyes, sharp and mismatched in hue, are trained on the halflings form- the prince simply circles the halfling when he's close enough. Annoyance etches itself onto his face and Sapnap still doesn't move even as a sword is swiftly pulled to his abdomen, he swallows audibly with a hint of fear.
George gives a single chuckle, as he pulls back, "Everyone else would've ran, you're different."
"You don't have the guts to slice open your old friend," Sapnap answered with, his tail tightened itself around his waist if only to stop it from whipping around.
George hums, "True- although, we haven't been friends in a long time."
"Real shame how that happened," Sapnap said, waiting for George to step back from him before he could ease up.
"That's life, now, I'm intrigued as too what political duties could bring you crawling back to me," George said, sheathing his sword as he spoke, he had to crane his neck a bit to catch eye contact with Sapnap, "You've gotten taller."
Sapnap gives a nervous chuckle, "Demon genetics, took a while for them to kick in though," He gestures to the horns on his head and unwinds his tail.
George nodded, "I suppose that made sense given your fire powers."
"Definitely," Sapnap added on, "But, onto more important discussions, the political shit," He took a heavy breath, "My parents want to marry me off for the sake of the kingdom."
George felt every muscle in his body tense at once, it felt like his organs were being stamped on at the sudden information drop. His grasp on the handle of his sword tightened, then loosened once more. The first time he's seen his, well, they're just names to each other now, and he learns that Sapnap is being married off.
"Oh," Was all George could muster, his expression was lacking in the way of carrying the emotion behind the utterance, "And they chose me?"
Sapnap shook his head, "They have someone chosen out already, but they said they would give me a week to find someone else," He brought his hands to play with the hem of his shirt, fingerless gloves left blunted claws on display.
"And you came here for my help doing so?" George asked bluntly, Sapnap shook his head again, gaze averted to the ground.
"I came here too ask if you'd be willing to take my hand instead of whoever my parents chose," Sapnap said, his voice was strained as he spoke, it sounded like every word escaping was tying a knot in his throat tighter. He can barely bring himself to look for a reaction of some sort from George, the blank expression hurts a lot. He heaves a sigh, "Figured as much."
He turns to leave but freezes up entirely at what he hears.
"Why me?" Georges voice is cracking a little bit as he stares at Sapnap, his grip on his sword has disappeared entirely. He just sounds confused if anything, "There are a hundred better suitors in the world, you know that Karl would say yes without a doubt Sapnap."
"I know," Sapnap said quietly.
"Then why would you trek all the way out here and risk getting told no instead of taking someone else?" George asked as he raked his eyes over Sapnaps form, searching for any tell this was some sick joke- he found none.
Sapnap took a shaky step closer to George, "Because they don't know me, you do."
"But I don't, not anymore," George said, "It's been so long and you barge in here, asking for my hand, and expect for me to bend over backwards and say yes?"
Sapnap looked at the ground again, saying nothing.
George sighed, "Tell my why your family is marrying you off?"
"We don't have enough fighters for war, our supplies run low and conflict runs high, we need a new breath of life," Sapnap explained, paraphrasing what his mother said, "Or something like that."
George nodded, "Those make sense, now, tell me why you came to me first," It's an order and Sapnap isn't in a mood to be on the receiving end of Georges blade. They haven't sparred in what feels like eternity, but he's heard great things about how his skills have evolved. About how heartless he is on the battlefield, how he doesn't mind a mouthful of blood if it means winning- Sapnap isn't ready to test the tales.
Sapnap opened his mouth to speak, but not much came out, "I miss you George," Another gaping pause, "I don't even remember why we stopped hanging out," He pauses, taking a stuttering breath, "It's been so long but I'd still level mountains for you, I'd still tear open angels and demons alike if you asked me too."
George freezes again, "Really?" He sounds desperate and he wants to punch himself for letting that sense of desire slip out. He misses this. He misses Sapnap.
Sapnap nodded, "Really, it's stupid I know, given how little time we've spent together over the years- fuck man, you're literally the ruler of your domain now! I missed so much of your life," He gives a weak chuckle, "But you're still at the top of my marriage candidate list."
George swallows thickly before speaking again, "If your parents hadn't forced this on you, would you still pick me?"
"Of course," Sapnap answers faster than he can calculate the words coming out of his mouth, "I'll always choose you," There's a carnality to his tone.
George felt a tangle of emotions blossoming in his chest, thorny and making him ache. He takes a deep breath, "I always wanted to choose you Sap, never got the chance," A light laugh is on his voice.
"Really?" Sapnap asked quietly, George nodded.
"How come you think I'm ruling alone? I was waiting for the moment I could have you at my side again, like when we were young," There's a weak laugh on his voice as he draws his hands up to rub along his upper arms nervously.
"I thought you were joking when you said you'd design me a throne," Sapnap said, his tail tightened around his waist painfully so.
George shook his head, "The offers still open, I've always wanted to choose you," He brings himself closer to Sapnap, chests nearly flush against each other, "And now I can."
Sapnap is bright red, from his neck to the tips of his pointy ears, "The feelings mutual then."
George doesn't want to move from his spot, he wants this feeling preserved in glass till the day he dies because it feels so perfect. He inches a little bit closer to Sapnap, he's three inches shorter, at least, he remembers being taller. They were so young when he was taller, and now they have their own lives, their own duties.
Yet here Sapnap is, trying to join them at the hip again, intertwine their fates all over again. It's endearing if anything, the stories didn't lie about the devotion a demon could hold (it said something about grudges but this is proof enough it goes both ways). He knows that they'll get split up all over again with duties that require traveling, but this time he would have a day. He'd have a promise to return to him, and secondly the kingdom, and he's never once met a ruler who strays from the kingdom.
He should know better than this, to just fall back into a chance of losing his friend- they'll be spouses soon enough. He's closed off everyone to avoid getting hurt, and he's opening himself up all over again to the person who jammed him shut in the first place. He gives a bit of a sigh as he presses his head against Sapnaps chest, conflict fills him, this is probably stupid.
But he can't bring himself to turn down the offer.
"Don't your parents hate my domains guts?" George asked as he gently pulled away from Sapnap.
"If they do then they can suck destinies dick, I'll just run away if they try and keep me from you again," Sapnap answered with, his tone serious even with the euphemism, George gives a nod.
"Guess I'm leaving my window open then, better pay me some visits if they decide to trash your choice," George said, hands never once leaving the small of Sapnaps back as he spoke.
Sapnap gives a small chuckle, "I wouldn't dare leave you alone for that long ever again."
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#5
Well,everyone sure are going insane. Ya'll want something to eat while ya'll watch?
36 notes • Posted 2021-11-19 04:23:14 GMT
#4
I wrote something
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Just another day at the mansion, the candles lit, the doors shut, the cage with an angry bat stuck in it, Kevin on the lawn setting things on fir-wait. That cage isn’t normal. Oh, Kevin, dear lord, not again.
Angry squabbling came from the bat, struggling to get out. The cage rattled as a ghost and a cyborg watch and a werewolf contemplates the pros and cons of stopping an arsonist. “Sorry Daniel, I’d help you out, but I just can’t, ya know?” “You wouldn’t have even if you could.” “Well, why don’t ye help out then. You got working arms and legs.” “Aw yeah, I would, I could, but, uhh, yeeah, no, I’m way too tired.” A little shit-I mean Brian stretched on the couch as Dan continuously bangs into the bars of the cage, getting closer to the edge of the table.
As the cage fell, Dan still stayed at his x-coordinates, the cage top clashing onto his head, can bats get concussions? Not moving from his position, somehow still flying, he flew out of the room and straight for the direction of the front door, the two other present Irish men following behind. As I do not know how to write for this part, let’s say bye to these three and hi to the crimes. Kevin committing arson and Seán being worried about fragile hooman.
“Kevin, please, not the tree stump.” “But…fire. D:” “How…How did I hear that; this is a verbal conversation.” “Because fire! :D” “Kevin, no.” He sprayed Kevin with water. Again. Ash can be seen in many places, half-burnt still in flames pieces of papers are slipping out of Sean’s reach and a bonfire in the middle of burnt grass in front of the mansion. Wait, Kevin, where the fuck did you get paper. “Kevin, you already have bonfire.” “Yes, but consider. TWO bonfires.” “No, and consider. LESS bonefire.” “But…fir-“ “I do not want to hear another emoticon coming out of your mouth.”
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“I could leave him there and set fire to things insidethe mansion.” “Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Grabbing the cage away from Kevin, Brian walks under a tree shadow near the entrance of the mansion and Dan immediately rushed out. “Squeak arson for two days.” “ARSON FOR TWO DAYS!” “NO, ARSON BAN FOR TWO DAYS.” “Worth it.” 10 days.” “What? No!” “Uh, what..what do I do with this lighter.” “Give it to me!” No, don’t even bring it near him. Just….put it in the drawer.” “Gasp! No!” “I’m sorry, did you just say gasp out loud?” “Of course, I did! It’s my favourite!” “I’m out of here.”
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#3
Guys please, I only just opened internet, what happened, why are we simping over a flower man-
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This is my contribution to the RTgame tag.
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We should gather every single rtgame/not-rtgame/drift king/etc. blog and have them play mario party. There it is a process of elimination.
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