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purplerose244 · 3 years

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My thoughts on Seabound!!! 🌊🌊🌊 (2/4)

SPOILERS ALERT!!!

For now, nothing to complain about! We got Nya, we got MAYA AND RAY, we got GILES PANTON BACK A LEGO SHOW!!! 😍😍😍

Of course now I'm definitely curious about what the story is really about, like I'm guessing Wojira will wake up at some point so... Great Devourer all over again maybe? 😅 Idk, for now I just wanna enjoy Nya having her moment 🥳

Alright, here we go!

GENERAL THOUGHTS

New alert for reader, during the Nexo Knights period I was and still am the hugest Clay fan. Now that his voice is in this season I might scream more than necessary... keep that in mind 😅

I love the humor in this, all random but still kinda clever 😂😂 Maybe I'm biased because I love Jay but still 🤷‍♀️

I really like the design of the marine world, very cool!! 🌊🌊🌊

I guess I'm not really seeing any big plot twist moment for now? Ninjago seasons have history of basing seasons on a "we need to prevent this event from happening but it will happen anyway", so I can see Wojira waking up no matter what 🤷‍♀️

I wonder if that will be shocking? Usually when this situation happen, someone makes a major sacrifice (Zane with the Overlord, sensei Garmaron with Chen, again sensei G with the Preeminent...). Maybe Maya? I DON'T WANT THAT 😭 But I am curious, everything is going nicely and I'm not sure what it will bring! 🤩 I'M EXCITED SO LET'S GO!!!

THE WRATH OF KALMAAR

So this is the name of Clay's new incarnation, neat! 👍

Okay really, for having a season lately the main character just can't help but be trapped by the villain: kinda Zane in the ICE Chapter, Jay in Prime Empire, Cole in Master of the Mountain... we can call it a tradition at this point 🤷‍♀️

Giant serpent, yadda yadda, I wonder if we're gonna address the Great Devourer at some point? Not mandatory, but the reference would be very cool 🤩

Clay's new incarnation is a prince I- *hyperventilates in awe*

Nya playing dumb lol, I don't know if that's personal experience as she used to get kidnapped a lot in the past or she just have too many idiots in her life 😂

ALSO ANOTHER BEST GIRL'S SMIRK

NYA YOU'RE TOO MUCH ILY ❤💙❤💙

Jay I love that you're so worried about Nya but maybe try NOT TO DIE? YOU'RE WITH LLOYD AND ZANE YET YOU'RE THE ONE GOING FOR THE SACRIFICE WTH?? 😱 But he's worried about his cool GF I kinda get it, also he didn't do it so good...

WHAT. THE. HECK.

WHO ARE YOU OH MY FIRST SPINJITZU MASTER YOU'RE ADORABLE I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU YOU ABSOLUTE CUTIE 🤩🤩🤩

So Giles is doomed to voice LEGO characters with daddy issues 😂 That being not having a dad at all or having one that is... a good guy? Idk he seems chill with the surface at first glance, I wonder what's the story of this family

Maya reminds of my mom, she also mentions her work a lot and I study the same thing. But she doesn't want to brag, it gets annoying but she just wants to give me advice. It's nice to see actually 👍 Also Ray reference NEAT ❤❤❤

Wow, if any child-parent couple of this show was doomed at going semi Emperor's New Groove style, I would've bet on Ed and Jay honestly 😅

Oh HECK yes I knew that with my water girls things were BOUND to get cool 😎 ... yeah I know where the door is *goes away*

JAY NO WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT TRYING TO DIE STOP DOING WHAT YOU'RE DOING!!! 😱😱😱

My GOSH that scared the crap out of me 😅 Jay honey we have too many deaths in this team, you're not helping... BUT YOU POWERED AN ENTIRE SHIP BECAUSE YOU LOVE NYA AND YOU DIDN'T DIE AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BLUEBELL 💙💙💙

They were all so worried, I love this ninja family so freaking much 💜💜💜 Also better not tell this one to his GF 😂

And Bluebell?

Welcome to the "change eye color because of elemental power" team! WE GOT ANOTHER ONE I LOVE WHEN IT HAPPENS!!! 😍😍😍

Awww, Zane letting Jay be the captain, that was so cute of him 💕

Another great episode! Doing great so far but I still wonder if we got into the main story. Feels like there should be more, well we got time! Next one! 😊

LONG LIVE THE KING

Sooooo... that's one very telling title 😅 If we're going full Lion King on this one, I think I know where this is going 😵

Maya: Don't they know that metal taste terrible?!? (Again feels like Kai could say something like this 😂)

FINALLY NYA USING FREAKING WATER POWERS UNDER THE SEA!!! Thank you Maya for saying out loud what we were all thinking 👌👌

NINJA TO THE RESCUE!!!

Pff, okay, the fact that Kalmaar is all evil and cruel and then he gets startled like that, it's kind or adorable! 💕 Honestly Giles got such a deep voice, with Clay it was firm warm and reassuring, here we got plain devious and I ADORE it 😍😍😍

Maya come on don't doubt your daughter 😅 But I like her, and if she knew Nya they way we all do she wouldn't doubt that she could make it every time 😎

Yeah I was right, the king seems chill... oww I fear what's coming then 😳

Okay, so Kalmaar thinks that the world should go back to be lead by them like in the past, while the king just wants peace with the surface. And as we know, no drama no season so...

Yep, saw the death coming 😅

WHOA DID NOT SEE THAT LITTLE BLAME ACT COMING KALMAAR IS SO EVIL!!!... with a glorious voice but still (Rose focus on something that is not that godlike voice, you can do it 💪💪)

THE OLD ONE TWO I LOVE THIS SO MUCH COMBO ATTACK!!! 🌊❄🌊❄

Awww Benthomaar is actually really cute, he's so worried about his father 😢 And he's adopted apparently? I wanna know the story!!! 🤩🤩

Yep, there's the reason why Zane got a mask even though he doesn't need one, it completes his attire 😂😂😂 My gosh how I love this nindroid ❄

Did... did Jay just say phooey? Dude Ducktales ended a while ago but I'm still not over it 😭

I said it once before I'll say it again, Ninjago is really REALLY good at making death scenes. Like, omg, I genuinely felt sorry for them 😢😢 I also really liked that the king didn't ask to be avenged, he still wanted peace and he asked his son to protect the ninja and he cried actual tears...

MY HEART WTH 😭😭😭 So we're adding this to the real tears moments of the show, with Jay crying over pie, Zane with the flashback of his dad, Jay crying over Nya and Lloyd thinking the ninja are gone... my world this show is angsty 🙂

Third startle for prince Kalmaar, I love the gag 😂 Oh wait, king Kalmaar 🤷‍♀️

Okay, we got a coup, the ninja running away because they got framed, Benthomaar is most likely going to join them or at least help them, I guess Wojira will come out at some point while... Kai, Ray and Cole are still playing videogames? 😅

THIS IS GETTING COOL I WONDER WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT AAAAHHH HECK YES THERE IS THE HYPE!!! 😍😍😍

Although I hope we get more stuff with Nya and Maya, that's what I like 🤩

ESCAPE FROM MERLOPIA

I'm good at English and I can follow most of it, but the fantasy names are tricky so I didn't get before that this was the name of the place 😅 It's nice, at least it's not another Atlantis 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

LLOYD I SWEAR TO YOUR GRANDPA IF YOU TRY TO DIE AGAIN 😱

NYA YOU ARE NOT A GOOD SUBSTITUTE NONE OF YOU ARE OMG 😱😱

Ah, there he is, my new son Benthomaar 💙 He is so lovable already, I know nearly nothing about him and I like his character already a lot! He could relate with all of the ninja really, but maybe with Jay the most? They were both adopted after all 🤔🤔

*scribble note for a fanfic for later if this doesn't come up in the season*

Alright moving on 😗

I am so happy Nya gets a season, Kelly got a great emotional range that doesn't come out often in my opinion, but with a full introspection of water goddess we are all blessed by her voice acting 😍

Gotta say, admitting that Bentho didn't have to help them to answer the usual 'Can we trust him' question is pretty reasonable, like, better than other stupid answers 😅

Also don't mind me

Just screenshotting by ship 💙❤💙❤

Somehow lately we are letting Jay do the talking and I both hate and LOVE the fact 😂😂 Plain Bluebell nonsense, heck yes that's my jam👌👌

MAYA IS SO COOL OMG 🤩🤩

I literally can't not laugh at the startle gag with Kalmaar 😂

LLOYD WHAT DID I JUST SAY ABOUT SELF SACRIFICING!! PLEASE IT'S NOT EVEN YOUR SEASON!! 😱😱😱😱

Aww Jay is still the Captain, nice! Wonder if it's giving him Skybound flashbacks... I hope not considering all he went through that time, poor Sparky 😅😅

ARE THOSE LITTLE WU ROCKETS?? 🤯

Can we skip a season and hang out with Pixal one time? I really wanna know how she organizes her free time to create these things 😍😍😍

THANK YOU LLOYD FOR NOT DYING ONCE AGAIN, MUCH APPRECIATED!!! 💚💚💚 My green bean needs a vacation... they all do 😅

THEY ARE

SO BEAUTIFUL 💙🌊💙🌊

Alright, back to the island hoping Kalmaar will not track us and follow us so he can get to the place and discover the amulet 🙂

Are we not calling the others? I miss my flame babe and Rocky ❤🖤❤🖤 Also RAY WATCHA DOIN I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING 🤩🤩

THE TALE OF BENTHOMAAR

Wait what? Shark boy backstory? SHARK BOY BACKSTORY?!? 👀👀👀

Wow, I see that Kalmaar didn't change a thing growing up, still the same gonna-be-a-villain 😂 Of course his voice got a lot deeper and cool and okay you know I love his voice moving on

I find it kinda funny that Kalmaar is so focused on royal blood and superiority, while Clay was basically a farm boy who worked his way up. Giles knows how to get the character no matter what 😍

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

BABY BENTHOMAAR AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

The king seems like such a good pers- fish- creature 😅 Now I'm double sad that he died, my world, why do I always care so fast, it's not healthy in this show where everyone could die 😰😰

I'M SORRY IS THAT KAI'S HAIR??? 😂😂😂 I LITERALLY CAN'T LOOK AWAY WTH I DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS

Literally every frame of Benthomaar makes me love him even more 😢

Interesting that we got an academic villain, he kinda reminds me of Clouse in a way, maybe even Harumi since she studied her way to her plan as well? I like that we got a bit of personality too!

Using your little bro for your own purpose... it's very evil but kinda also brotherly like 😂

Benthomaar really gives me that very PRECIOUS vibe, kinda the perfect son but also a naive and unaware BABY 💙

LEGO HUG 🤩🤩 Not exactly reciprocated but still 😅

Ooohhh, so this is how he found the temple! I like this, it shows that Bentho is most likely physically stronger than Kalmaar, while evil brother is focused on brain and studies. They are planned differently, I like it! 😚😚

Ouch, peer pressure... sibling pressure? Eh you get what I mean 😂

POOR BENTHO 😭😭😭 YOU GOT THE NINJA NOW DON'T WORRY WE'RE NEVER GONNA LEAVE YOU ALONE YOU PRECIOUS SHARK BABY!! 🦈🦈🦈

Bentho: will I really fit in with you guys? Do you really understand how I feel?

Lloyd: Jay was adopted, Nya's parents were gone most of her life, Zane lost his father while mine turned evil

Bentho(tearing up): yeah that can work

Okaaaaayyyyy, I like that we got a bit of backstory for Bentho too! We didn't get much for Vanya in Master of the Mountain, which is the only thing I was sad about (very little detail, AMAZING season 🖤🖤🖤), nice to see it here!!

But I really want more Nya and Maya interactions, I hope we'll soon get to them again!! 😍😍😍

Alright, getting somewhere here! I'm very curious about what's next 🤩🤩

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personasintro · 3 years

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Hi hello Mimi, because I am so sick of all these insulting anons on my feed, I just wanted to brighten your mood with one of my theories (it is not necessarily a big one, but my sister and I actually talked quiet a lot about the possibility):

Since Haechan appeared in one of the earlier chapters and we got to know yn‘s thoughts about his „new appearance“ as a young adult, we are of the opinion that she will end up with him again. I mean, that does not sound that ridiculous/exceptional and it also wouldn’t hesitate the story by them getting to know each other because they already were in a relationship, so it would not take that long to rebuild their trust for each other (I would actually ship them ngl).

So the story will go on with their relationship etc. and then there will be a meeting or sth like that again with the whole group and they‘ll find out that Haechan is the one Kiko cheated with. But because he doesn’t actually know that Kiko was in a relationship when they did the dirty, he‘ll be quiet comfortable around the group - before the reveal, of course.

These are some other points, why we think our theory is realistic:

- When they first met again in the supermarket, Haechan mentioned his „nice“ friends who told them to bring sth … his friends could be Hobi, Seokjin, Namjoon …

- Also Jeongguk was quiet irritated when Yn stole some dirty looks from Haechan. That’s why I think, he will be really angry that he was Kiko‘s affair and maybe he won‘t even like him as Yn‘s boyfriend.

That’s how we think the story will continue after the come-out:

- There will definitely be a tension between the group, particularly between the 4 lovebirds, but Yn would not break up with Haechan because of the mess Kiko caused, not even for Jeongguk. So the will fight blablabla and probaby not talk to each other. That, however, would lead to them being depressed, sad and angry etc. and Kiko may notice that, which is why she considers to break up with Jk or something. I am not sure about the consequences of the fight Yn and Jk would have, but I think they wouldn’t talk to each other for sure. At least I would like it that way because that means more drama hahaha.

Well, that was our theory and we actually are quiet proud of it, but we also know for sure that you will probably catch us by suprise in a much better way, just like always. We look forward to the drama!!!

Also I have some random questions about the further course of the book and also a personal one (I hope it isn‘t too personal, since I know you like to keep your privacy):

1. Your writing is seriously sooooo amazing and we are so impressed by it. Your skills are genuinely incredible, we‘re so immersed in the story. And because we think your writing is a level too high for wattpad, we wondered if you‘ve ever planned on writing a „real“ book to sell and to become a bestseller? Because it’s not just your writing style, but also your creative and realistic plots. And we are serious when we say that you really take us by surprise in each chapter. We think a lot of people would actually like them so much. At least we would buy any of your books (This was actually the personal one; I hope we didn’t interfere your privacy).

2. You said we are very close to the highlight of the story you are so exited to write about - even before you began to write the story - and you also mentioned that it won‘t be just one chapter but kinda like a chapter-series. Now, will we reach the „beginning of the highlight“ in one of the forty-chapters or more like after/during the fiftieth chapter? If u know, what we mean.

3. Ok, so we know Jeongguk turned 26 during the book and Yn will turn 23 soon. And we actually thought that they got to know each other in school, but i guess not because of the age gap (it is not that much lol, but I am confused because I don‘t know other people in school who know others that are 3 years older or so). My question is if we will ever find out how they became friends. We are sorry if you already explained once on tumblr or if that was already told in the book. We might just overlooked it, but we really don’t know how and when they friendship happened.

4. There’s certainly a tension between Yn and especially on Hobi’s side. We just wanna know, if there is something behind it, because it seems like Hobi is hinting at something? I guess we are just making a big deal out of it hihihi.

5. Is there the slightest chance of Sope happening? I mean Yoongi is bi, wasn‘t he? Or maybe pan, idk? So why not :)

I feel like I forgot something but if I‘ll remember it again, I will write another ask. And I‘ll apologize beforehand if I messed up some scenes. I sometimes forget things.

We’d be very thankful if you’d react to our theory in any kind of way (a simple reaction to it would already be enough; maybe an emoji or gif?) and answer the questions (If u don’t mind and we hope we are not urging you to give us spoilers; these are mostly questions you could shortly answer with a no or yes to avoid spoilers). Sorry for the long ask and if we take away your time :l

Anyway, luv u Mimi <3

Btw we’re leo besties :*

That's very interesting theory actually!👀 not many people have mentioned Haechan being involved in this

1. You've probably seen me answering this question but no, I don't plan on publishing any books. This is just my hobby and honestly, I don't think I'm nowhere near of being a good and big writer to do that!

2. The highlights of this story started ever since NYE trip and the drama, hopefully it'll only get better from now on :)

3. I've answered this too by now (I'm sorry, I know I'm late to answering your asks🥺) and they met when Jimin and Taehyung introduced them. I've never thought of it as being an important information, so I never put that much attention to it.

4. They both didn't get along at the start because they were both protecting their best friends and actually, they're quite similar in that aspect haha

5. Yoongi x Hoseok? That's random!! How did you even come up with this?😬

Since this is an older ask, I've already shared a few spoilers by now so if you'll excuse me, I won't add another one since you guys would probably figure out the whole chapter hahahh

Thank you for your ask and kind words♡

#ask #ask: mutual help

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koalas-koalas-everywhere · 2 years

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Yes yes yes spec Spidey is so good I'm so glad you're watching it! Imo it's the best adaptation. I would love to hear all of your thoughts on it!

Lmao I was planning on not commenting on it to avoid clogging up people's dashboards (also the reason why I've taken to making all the liveblogging of one issue into a single post instead of little comments), but hey, if you insist! I mean, if you really twist my arm!

I am enjoying it! I'm only on ep 6 but I'm definitely enjoying it!

Honestly, the one TV show where the opening credits aren't only watchable, they're (ugh) enjoyable! The song is so great I kinda wonder if it doesn't affect my opinion of the whole show.

The action, especially the web-slinging, is so good! They really have a handle on Peter's agility.

I already know some of the beats they're gonna hit, partly because I got spoiled, partly because I caught some of it when I was younger, but there's stuff I still wonder about. Is Flash gonna get a bit more sympathetic, like in the comics? I don't mean post-Gwen's death and Harry's capture levels of sympathy, but I did notice that he's quite a bit more aggressive than he was in the Ditko era, so I wondered if they're gonna balance it out with his admiration of Spidey and the few sparks of decency he showed back then, too. Then again, he hasn't tried to disguise as someone Peter believed to be a dangerous criminal in order to scare him, or led the whole class to Peter's house so they could see how he beat him up, so. It just seems like they traded some of his particular dislike of Peter for his sense of overall nobility, you know?

Eddie Brock being Peter's "bro" was a huge surprise! Didn't see that one coming at all. I do know that some beats will remain the same, so I wonder how he'll make the change into Venom.

I am kind of upset that they made Hobie a mean jock. At least make him a nice jock, like Rand(y)! Oh, well, there's still 20 episodes for him to redeem himself. Do I think it will happen? No, but a girl can dream.

Between the Raimi movies and this show, this was the decade of making Ock sympathetic, huh?

Norman's voice is sooooo evil.

I usually dislike when retellings try to sort of compress all the origin stories? You know, like Spider-Man Chapter One? This time, though, I'm digging it. I think it's because it's a whole new thing instead of something that would replace the old stuff.

I think they hit a nice compromise between not repeating the origin story (even though it hadn't been done that many times by then) and honoring Ben with the first episode. It showed both his emotional importance, since both May and Peter talked about him, and how his death affected them practically. Like, the first episode opens to an unbalanced household for the Parkers. I think they're gonna show it anyway, eventually, too?

Gwen's more bearable than she was originally, but she's a bit peripheral, isn't she? At least, she has been, so far. Of course, they had to set up an introduction for Peter as well as at least one villain each episode (in that sense, streamlining it with pre-existing minor characters like Marko and O'Hirn [I JUST realized that's a pun for horn] was pretty genius), build up the Big Man reveal, and have a Peter subplot to balance the Spider-Man one for each episode, it's no wonder she's been kept on the sidelines a bit, even if she'll be a major love interest later. It's not like she can contribute much to the action plot, like Harry.

That said, I also don't like her voice acting - I don't know why tbh. Or Mary Jane's, for that matter! I've only heard the jackpot line, so far, but that's like, the line you don't mess up. I don't know, she might redeem herself. it just seemed too whispery.

That said, making Liz latina, both in looks and in how she speaks (I mean, I'm not sure I recognize it as a Spanish accent, but I wouldn't, would I? I just speak it), paints a potentially interesting picture of her social standing. I mean, in the comics, while still nicer than Flash even before she got a crush on Peter, she was also very much her own girl - outspoken, resolute and a leader. Also very rich. There haven't really been any reference to her economic background, yet, but her accent brings the question of how long has her family been settled in New York, as opposed to the 616 Allans, who had a fancy hotel that had existed at least long enough for Ben Urich to have taken her wife dancing there.

Making Martha Curt's partner was a good call, as long as it lasted. It did away with the passivity of her old role without losing the effectiveness of having someone to worry for Curt. I do wish they'd had him befriend Spider-Man, if only because I liked that friendship in the comics, but I understand that they had to streamline a lot of things. Still, it would've been an interesting contrast of not trusting Peter but being one of Spidey's only friends. I wonder if he'll come back. I wonder if any of the villains will come back.

There's something so funny about Peter just. Shooting his shot with a 20 year old Betty. His game was impressive enough in the comics, but the guts here.

Poor Sally. First they kill you, then they whitewash you and make you a mean girl. I mean, she wasn't a saint or anything, but, you know.

I think that’s all for now lmao.

#Peter Parker #Spider-Man #Spider Man #Spectacular Spider-Man series #you did say all my thoughts lmao

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soren1830 · 3 years

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Live reaction to Quackity lore stream 5/22

Part 1: CHAPTERS 0-2

Part 2: X

As always the intro was breathtaking. Really cool to zoom through the past through quackity’s eyes, particularly as I am newer to the fandom and thus hadn’t seen it from Big Q’s perspective.

The start with Dream in the prison…. Someone is going to animate it and I am terrified. The change in Quackity’s tone…. Scares me. And Pitying Dream? I knew I did, but still, it hurts to see and be reminded.

“I won’t forget...” Double meaning much? Answering and warning Quackity maybe? Fun nod to Ranboo?

Bringing up The Blade…. Interesting. Quackity seems to be onto the favor. If this before or after the Red Banquet? Quackity is going to try to murder Techno again isn’t he?

Also a note: Quackity said the purpose of the torture is to remind Dream, not to get the book. Does he have the book already?

Dream’s payment of a week without pain literally hurts me. It is something so small but feels so big.

Dream getting defensive then immediately conciliatory as quackity gets mad.

“I don’t give a crap about the book.”

“You like torturing me” “….You might be right.”

“The amount of pain I give you will never amount to the evil you did” Lets put a pin in that as I am already planning a post about that concept, even before this stream….

I really want to know what the note is for. Why is quackity so desperate? Dream screaming and yelling is… hard to hear. Is the note how quackity got Techno to team with him to take down the egg?

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Chapter 1

” Easy job. No innocents. Big reward. Easy money. Peaceful heist” (followed by an arrow and scenes of lava and what sounds like screaming)

Can we just note the sound design? The church music with the thunder and distant screaming… beautiful

The pursuit of peace – the words glitched out, betraying a lie.

I am sus of Quackity talking to Sam. It feels wrong. Quackity is controlling the conversation every step of the way. Sam is not allowed to speak without permission.

Quackity’s reaction to Karl and Sapnap….. I felt bad for him last stream, but now I am wondering if the boy’s dodged a bullet.

Is Sam trying to protect Foolish from Quackity, or vise vera? Foolish is not a good guy? Totem of Death lore?

At least Quackity is self-aware he is not good….. TELL US FOOLISH LORE!!!! THE PROLOUGE TO THE CHAPTER?! WAS IT THE WITHER CULT?!!!!

I am very worried for Foolish…. I have theories and none are good….

**** location change******

Well I guess the conversation with Sam and Foolish is post banquet.

Foolish feels alone regardless of what he says…. Also, Quackity’s face when Kinoko Kingdom is mentioned.

DEAR GOD LET FOOLISH JUST VIBE!!!! Quackity… Quackity just leave. Please. Foolish is not okay with this. He keeps backing away and it breaks my heart.

FOOLISH LORE!!!! I WANNA KNOW!!!! WHAT HAPPENED!!!!

… Quackity…. This is sus…. Please do not take the summer home….

I want to slap Quackity. Leave the poor shark totem alone. Foolish, just smite him. Please. For me??

An empty shell… this line has so much potential. I think it also applies to Quackity.

QUACKITY LET FOOLISH DIE??!!! SMITE THE G*DdAM DUCK!!!

I am going to analyze the hell out of this conversation sometime. I am F*ing pissed. I think I get the takes I saw on Tumblr now….

“You threw away my life for a sales pitch”

“I don’t need a sales a pitch” I need to pluck a duck…..

Nods to the Wilbur conversation…. There is going to be a collision.

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Chapter 2: The slime

Still on the black screen and I am worried. Only timey nature documentary. I am loving this. The scream scenes… I am so amused.

What’s that? As slime. What’s that? Another slime.

I am so amused. This makes me so happy. The “Unless” Funny or scary? Who knows?!

The caped crusader. Glides down. Sounds of fall damage. “Fuck.”

TNT planting?! Quackity freaking out about sanitation.

WAIT A SECOND! THAT IS WHY HE IS GOING TO DIE?! ISNT THIS PLACE OWNED BY SAME?! IS SAM GOING TO DIE?!

Quackity being confused as heck and immediately recognized… I love it. This is what we need.

“I am a completely goopless guy” He is so bad at pretending to be a human. I am so amused.

Charlie knows everything. I love it. He kinda reminds me of Ranboo in that way, knows more than he realizes at times. Charlie is sooooo bad at this. He is spilling everything even those Quackity doesn’t know.

I was spoiled about the UFO, but still, sus.

“I know what you are” “…..” “A guy.”

Noooo don’t shatter the slimcicle. Quacity realizing Charlie’s use….. Oh no….

I love Charlie so much. I am loving him. Please just keep baffling him.

‘Purple guy’

“Dead guy but not anymore” “ashy… Sooty….” I MAY NOT BE PLEASED WITH WILBUR, BUT THANK GOD KEEP SCARING QUACKITY!!!

“This is an introduction”

I love Charlie.

“A Hole” This has the same energy as Ranboo’s grass blocks.

But Charlie needs a real friend. Not the duck.

#dream smp #dream smp analysis #quackity #awesamdude #dream #charlie slimecicle #foolish_gamers #my posts

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firefly464 · 4 years

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The Real World - Chapter 11

Ok so this ones a bit more of a slightly slower chapter and kinda does a bit more world building sooooo yeah. BUT ALSO THERES SOME WHOLESOME FRIENDSHIP MOMENTS SO THATS GOOD

Made in collaboration with @i-have-this-now Thank you to @rivys for beta reading and editing!

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Silence. Complete and total silence fell over the call as both Tubbo and Wilbur tried to process what Tommy was saying. The moment was tense, and loaded with unanswered questions.

“Fuck…” Wilbur muttered. He didn’t know what else to say. He was in a state of shock. What was he supposed to do? He had just learned that two of his friends were trapped in another dimension, and that said dimension was going to be destroyed because he couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

“Yeah. I feel like that sums it up pretty well.” Tommy had no idea what he was supposed to be doing, or even feeling. There were so many emotions raging through his mind. Anger at Wilbur for talking to Dream. Relief that Tubbo and Wilbur weren’t screaming at him. Fear that his home was going to be destroyed.

God, he was sick of being afraid. He had felt nothing but fear and terror for a week straight, and thought that he had grown numb to it. He had thought wrong. The raw terror that coursed through his veins in that moment was nothing like he had ever felt before. It was cold and numbing. It made him want to just crawl into his bed and lay there. He felt completely and unbelievably hopeless. At least during the war there had been a small sliver of hope. A tiny beacon of light in all the darkness. It had been what kept him going. Now, there was nothing. He had no way of fighting back. No way of even contacting his friends and seeing if they were safe. He hated it.

“So. What’s the plan?” Tubbo’s voice shook Tommy from his intrusive thoughts. He couldn’t help but feel grateful for Tubbo’s optimism, despite the fact that he knew it was hopeless. “How are we gonna stop him?”

“What do you mean?” he asked, his voice quiet.

“We’re not just going to let him kill all those people, right? There's gotta be something we can do. Some way that we can stop him.”

“Tubbo, I-” “No, he’s right.” Will interjected. “We aren’t just going to sit around and do nothing. Besides, if what you said is true, then our Tommy and Dream are stuck there as well. We’re not just going to let them die.”

“You guys don’t get it, do you…?” Tommy muttered. He knew his friends were trying their best, but the hopelessness of the situation was suffocating. It was like he was standing in a pool of quicksand, slowly being dragged down. Each time he struggled and tried to resist, he was only dragged down farther. He was tired of fighting it. “You can’t stop him. We don’t even know where he is.” Tubbo was silent for a moment. “What if we switched you guys back? We could figure out the command that swapped you in the first place and just run it again.”

“I mean, you can try. But wouldn’t you need Dream’s computer?”

A sly grin spread across Tubbo’s face. “Who says I need access to his computer to access the server? Just give me a few minutes.” The sound of typing echoed through Tommy’s headphones.

He frowned, confused as to what was going on. “What are you doing?”

“Trying to access the server.” He didn’t offer any more information.

“While he’s doing that, maybe you could tell us more about what happened to you. How did you even end up involved with Dream? From the sounds of it, he's fucking terrifying,” Wilbur asked. He figured that the more they knew about what was going on, the easier it would be to try and solve their issue.

“I… He used to disappear for really long periods of time. Eventually I got curious. I saw him leaving and tried to follow. He caught me pretty quickly. He… he said that he would kill everyone in L’Manberg if I didn’t go with him and do what he said.”

Wilbur’s eyes narrowed. That didn’t make any sense. Why on earth would Dream force Tommy to go with him if he hadn’t gone far? Something wasn’t adding up. “What-”

“I’M IN!” Tubbo yelled out, cutting off Will’s question.

“You’re in?” Tommy asked.

“I have access to the server.” Tubbo explained. “Maybe I can try and contact them.”

“Wait, what do you mean you have access to the server?” Wilbur said.

“I have the console open, wait- here.” Tubbo started sharing his screen on Discord.

A black background filled with white text that neither Wilbur nor Tommy could understand appeared on the screen. It was filled with coordinates and commands that were constantly being updated every couple of seconds. A waterfall of white text was filling Tubbo’s screen. He could see a grayed out command that read ‘/msg TommyInnit hello?’.

“Hey, wait a second,” Wilbur said. “Tubbo’s commands aren’t working.”

“Do you think it could be some sort of activation key?” Tommy asked, but it sounded more like a statement.

“...Exactly. How did you know?” Tubbo asked.

“I think I may know where that is.”

~~~

“What the fuck?” Tommy held the wooden bow in his hands, staring at the blinking light. “Have either of you ever seen this kinda thing before?”

“Why the hell would I know anything? I’ve been here as long as you have,” Dream remarked as he took another drink from the glass bottle.

“I dunno, maybe because you’re the server owner?”

“Just because I’m the server owner doesn’t mean I know what's happening.”

“Well, maybe you should.”

Dream only rolled his eyes. Tubbo squirmed a bit. Seeing Dream acting so casual was… unnerving. The lack of a mask only made it ten times worse. Until an hour ago, he had never even seen the man’s face. It was always just the blank mask, cold and emotionless. Seeing the raw emotions on his face was somehow scarier than not seeing them at all. A shudder ran down his spine.

“Tubbo? Any ideas?”

Tubbo jumped slightly, caught off guard by the sudden question. “Huh? O-oh! No, I don’t know. Sorry man, I’ve never seen anything like this before.”

A sigh escaped him as he ran a hand over the leather wrapped grip. The blinking light stared up at him, almost taunting him in a way. That was when he felt it. A small raised section of the grip, right where his finger would sit if he were holding it normally. He frowned. “what the fuck?”

“What? What is it?” Dream asked quickly.

“I dunno. It’s just a weird bump…”

“Oh. That's it? It's probably just from the other Tommy making his bow wrong or something.”

Tubbo shook his head, quick to defend his best friend. “No… Tommy was really good at making weapons. He wouldn’t have done something like that. It’s not like him.”

Tommy’s brow furrowed as he ran his finger over the strange button. On a whim, he pressed down.

A scream was torn from his throat as a robotic voice played in his ears. “Hello?” it said.

“What the fuck?!”

“Tommy?! Tommy are you ok?! What happened?!” Tubbo was instantly on his feet, trying to check on his friend. His instincts kicked in. Everything that had kept him and his friends alive during the war came rushing back to him as he frantically checked Tommy for any wounds or injuries. Nothing. No visible cuts or bruises. Maybe it was mental? Or a type of potion. Or maybe even-

“Tubbo, Tubbo! I’m fine! I promise. Just a bit startled.” Tommy’s voice brought his train of thought to an abrupt halt. Tubbo sat back down, his face burning with shame.

Dream stared at them in concern. “What happened?”

“Did you not hear it?” he furrowed his brow, trying to put the pieces together.

“Hear what?”

“That weird voice thingy. I pressed the little button and the robot lady started talking.”

“You’re hearing voices now? Are you alright?”

“Yes, Dream! I’m fine!” he cried out in exasperation. The blinking light on the grip of the bow had gone dark, leaving nothing but a regular wooden bow.

~~~

“How do you even know that they’re in your world?” Wilbur asked. Tubbo had already set the command in the server, and now the three of them were just waiting for some sort of results. Now, they were all just sitting around, trying to get more answers out of Tommy. “I mean, for all we know they could be floating out in the empty void of nothing.”

“No, I’m sure that your Tommy and Dream are in my world. Dream seemed really confident about it. He said something about it already being tested or whatever.

“Tested? Tested on what?”

“I don’t know. He never told me. All he said was that the test had worked.”

“Alright, I’m just gonna be the one to say it, thats sketchy as fuck.” Tommy couldn’t help but jump. Tubbo had been so quiet while they were talking, he had forgotten that he was even there. “I mean, I get that he’s a sketchy guy, but that's just weird.”

Tommy took a deep breath to try and calm his racing heart. “Yeah… It really is. I learned pretty quickly not to question him though. He was fucking terifying whenever he got asked too many questions.” A shudder ran down his spine as he remembered the blank, emotionless mask. God, he hated that fucking mask. Every night, he was plagued with nightmares about it.

“Tubbo, I think your command went through” Wilbur said, his voice cutting through the fog that was starting to build in Tommy’s mind. He looked at the screen. Sure enough, the grayed out text was now gone, replaced with a blank text box.

“Someone must have found the trigger. Hopefully it was your Tommy and Dream. I’m not sure what would happen if someone else managed to get their hands on it.”

“Either way, it should have only sent the message to Tommy, right?” Tubbo asked.

“I don’t fucking know. I wasn’t allowed anywhere near the console.”

“Probably because you’re a little gremlin child.” Will couldn’t help but make the snide comment. Maybe he just wanted to pretend, if only for a moment that nothing had changed. Maybe he was searching for a way to lighten the mood. He wasn’t sure.

Either way, the comment earned him a cry of protest. “The fuck is that supposed to mean?!”

“It means that you are a little gremlin boy. What else would it mean?” Despite his best attempts, he couldn’t quite keep the smile out of his voice.

“Alright, you son of a bitch, you listen here. I could beat your fucking ass in a fight, no questions asked.” Despite the harsh words, Tommy couldn’t help but grin. The friendly banter was familiar to him, and he couldn’t help but be thankful for it. In a world where everything was strange and foreign, it felt nice to have something that stayed consistent.

“Oh yeah? Prove it”

“Alright. Next time I see you, how about we 1v1? Me versus you.” “Uh, I don’t think that's a really good idea,” Tubbo interjected.

“What? Why not? I’ve beaten him before, I’ll do it again.” Tommy’s voice was dripping with confidence. He may not have been nearly as strong here as he was back in his home world, but he still knew how to fight. Not to mention, he had spent most of the past week trying to get his strength back.

“I don’t doubt it, it’s just that fighting someone is generally considered not good here”

“Are you serious? That's so lame! Back at home we used to spar all the time!”

“Yeah, not here. Unless you’re in a fighting style sport, sparring just isn’t something that you do here”

“Ughhhh, that’s so dumb.” he grumbled.

“So, uh, what’s the plan now?” Tubbo asked. On the screen, another /msg command was pulled up, ready to be sent. The message section itself was blank, but it was clear that Tubbo was itching to try and communicate with his best friend.

“We just input the command, right? We swap you back, you guys could go home, and we get our Tommy and Dream back. Boom, problem solved.” Wilbur couldn’t help but feel slightly confused. Hadn’t that been the plan from the start?

“I uh… I don’t know the command that he used,” Tommy admitted.

“Fuck.” The three sat in silence, trying to figure out what to do. Tommy couldn’t help but feel like hopelessness starting to drag him down again, pulling him down into the pit of quicksand.

“What if we brought them to the console? That way they could actually respond and we might be able to come up with some sort of plan?” Tubbo suggested.

He weighed his options. On one hand, it was the best bet they had. Hell, he was about 99 percent sure that Dream would have left some sort of clue as to what the command was, if only because he enjoyed the thrill of the danger. On the other, who knew what kind of trap Dream had set up. Knowing him, he would have expected them to do exactly this. No. No he couldn’t think like that. This was their one chance. It was his only chance at saving his home, at saving his friends.

Swallowing his fear, he nodded. “Yeah. Alright, that sounds good.”

~~~

“What the fuck?! Why is it blinking again?!” The small red light was back, blinking up at the blonde teenager annoyingly.

“Press the button again?” Dream offered helpfully.

“What? No! I’m not pressing that fucking button again! You press it if you’re so curious!” he tossed the bow onto the table carelessly, the loud noise making Tubbo flinch.

Dream grabbed the weapon and looked over it. “Alright, maybe I will. Where did you say it was?”

“On the grip, right next to the little light. It's really small though, you have to feel it.”

“Got it!” with a soft click, Dream pressed down on the button.

Instantly, the robotic voice echoed through Tommy’s mind once more. The voice was cold and metallic, with no emotion whatsoever. It reminded Tommy of pretty much every computer generated voice he had ever heard, only this time, it echoed through his skull. He could feel his teeth vibrating from the sheer volume of it. His eyes shook, causing the world to vibrate and jitter. It reminded him of when the bell had been rung, only this time he was the only one could hear it.

“Hey Tommy, it's Tubbo. This other Tommy just told me and Wilbur everything that’s been going on. Don’t worry, we’re gonna get you out of there, alright? Apparently the other Dream is going to really fuck everything up if we don’t stop him. And by that I mean he’s going to delete the server and most likely kill all of you and I really don’t want that to happen. So we’re gonna stop it!”

The voice continued for a bit, explaining what the plan was and where he and Dream needed to go, and Tommy did his best to keep track of Tubbo’s directions. “... Anyways, we really miss you man. I swear, we’re gonna figure something out and get you guys home. Yours truly, big T.” The voice stopped, and Tommy blinked. Tears pricked at his eyes.

He didn’t really understand what was going on, but he did understand one thing: there was hope. He might be able to go home. Tubbo and Wilbur were going to bring them home.

~~~

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The Marriage Project (6)

Heyyy guys! Sorry this has taken so long to get out. Even though I have a lot of chapters written, I’m in the process of overhauling some later chapters and I’m trying to make sure I don’t conflict anything in these earlier chaps. Also I’ve been sooooo busy :(

Also: if you haven’t seen my recent kim possible au, definitely check it out!

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Word Count: 2307

Warnings: none that I can think of this chapter

% Approximately the 2nd week of October %

Monday you continued to shut down and deflect dumb rumors about you and Tom. The rumors had exploded over the weekend since some had noticed the way Tom pointed you out before his game and walked with you after.

But it was all innocent, right?

In home ec, you started a sewing project of making a pajama set.

As always, Mrs. Flynn had tied it into the marriage project, requiring that couples sewed each others’ garments and made the fabrics compliment each other. If everything turned out right, the couples would have to wear them during their final presentations.

You laid on the floor over the fabric you’d chosen as Tom marked your hem length for the pants, the main part of the pattern already cut out.

“This Friday is your last home volleyball game, right?” Tom questioned as he rubbed chalk on the fabric.

“Yeah, I know. Crazy, right? It’s been half of my school life longer than I’ve known you. Just like that, it’ll be pretty much over.”

“Have any big plans for your senior night, then?”

You sat up and got off the fabric so Tom could cut it.

“Well, I’m probably gonna do my hair and makeup since they’ll take pictures before the game, and then after we win I’m going out to dinner with my family. My extended fam is coming to town. If they weren’t gonna be here I’d drive over to the football game.”

You laid out the fabric for Tom’s pants and waited for him to lay on it, preparing to do the same as him.

The football game was against the other public school in your town, which was essentially your biggest rival, and this year it was at their field.

“You won’t get to see me win, princess? That’s just sad. I’ll be at your game for at least the beginning. I just have to be over there an hour and a half before kickoff, but it’s not till 7:30. My mom wants to shoot pics so you’ll probably see her.”

Tom laid down.

“Oh yeah? Based on the football pictures I’ve seen, I’m excited for her volleyball shots. By the way, how did the pictures she took this weekend turn out? I haven’t had real pictures like that taken of me since I was probably 3.”

You leaned forward to mark the fabric, but first had to move Tom’s leg to the right position.

“Haven’t seen them. She never shows me pictures until she’s done editing. I also can’t relate to the other thing. She’s had a camera pointed at all of us since the day we were born. I get it, though, it is her career.”

Tom got up and you both went to sit by the sewing machine you’d set up, pinning the fabric cutouts into individual pant leg tubes.

“Tell her I’ll be her subject matter any time, champ. I actually had a lot of fun doing it.”

“WIll do. And you’re really gonna stick with champ?” he asked.

“I don’t know. Kinda rolls off the tongue.”

By the end of class you’d both finished and tried on the pants, and you were surprised at how well Tom had done on yours.

Wednesday, you made the shirts, which, since they were custom made, fit just about perfectly, too. As per usual, you got an A.

Friday morning, you dreaded and looked forward to the afternoon. Like, yeah, you were excited to be recognized for your years of hard work, but you didn’t want it to be over either.

You looked in the mirror, butterflies in your stomach.

Since it was chilly, you wore some ripped skinny jeans and a dressy long sleeved top with pink flowers. Your hair was straightened and glittery makeup adorned your face.

You were interested to see how people would react to the more traditionally “girly” side of you at school.

Even your parents were surprised to see you all dressed up as you said your goodbyes and headed out the door.

In the halls, people pointed and stared, but it wasn’t accusatory like the prior week. Instead, people complimented the look and congratulated you on the upcoming evening.

You walked into calculus, flicking your hair over your shoulder as you sat down next to Tom.

“Wow. Finally decided to go for it, huh?”

“Yeah, well. I thought about our conversation a couple weeks ago and decided to dress for myself. It’s been pretty well received so far.”

“Princess, I’m pretty sure people are gonna like you no matter what you’re wearing.”

You smiled and rolled your eyes, preparing to reply when you were cut off by the bell and the start of announcements.

As your game got closer throughout the day, the pit in your stomach grew deeper. You spent the entire free period talking to coach in her classroom to get your mind off the upcoming game.

“Y/n, I know you’re nervous, but this is going to be the best night of your entire volleyball career. I know you and know that you’re gonna crush it. That whole team looks up to you and Anna. I haven’t seen a pair of such magnetic personalities leading my team in years. I’m proud to call myself your coach.”

You gave a watery smile.

“Thank you, coach. I’ve loved having you mentor me these last four years. I promise I won’t just forget about you after tonight.”

“Well you better not. We still have regionals and state the next two weeks,” she joked. “Now bring it in, kid. I don’t want anyone seeing me be a softie.”

You quickly hugged. Once separating, she took on a serious face.

“Now go run along, eat a snack or whatever it is you do before games,” she said seriously, before cracking one more smile and tossing you a wink.

You stood outside the gym nervously, flanked by your parents.

They were about to walk you out and present you for the final time.

Anna was walking through the gym now with her parents and siblings as people cheered in the stands, and there were nervous flutters in your stomach.

Finally, someone waved you along. You stepped into the large gym and saw the massive crowd cheering and clapping. All of your friends and family were in the stands.

You also noticed Tom in the crowd. He wasn’t overtly clapping and yelling like everyone else, but he did put up a thumb and shoot you a wink when you made eye contact.

As the announcer listed off things from the senior night sheet you had filled out, you found yourself holding back tears, thinking about all the memories you had of the sport.

A few slipped out and you quickly wiped them away so Nikki could come take a couple pictures of your family.

After the announcer finished up, your parents went to join your extended family in the stands as you warmed up on your home court one last time.

After winning the first two sets, you sat on the bench, ready to win one last one as you noticed Tom slip out the gym, giving one final wave.

You quickly pushed his absence out of your mind however, when you got behind the back line and put an ace down on the first serve.

Sam opened his front door for you the next day.

Of course, you had won the night before, shed a few tears, and enjoyed the time with your family, who you’d said bye to before going to the Hollands’.

“Hey, y/n. Good game last night. You and Anna crushed it.”

“Thanks, Sam. Julia was amazing, too. Without her, we’d never have good passes to set and hit.”

Sam agreed and talked to you for a little bit when you thought of something.

“Oh, hey. Where’s your mom? I wanted to talk to her.”

“Um, I think she’s in her office. Let’s go check.”

He led you to a part of the house you’d never been, and sure enough, Nikki was sat in front of a large desktop computer, a picture of you jump serving on the screen.

“That’s an incredible shot!”

She startled a bit and turned her chair to face you.

“Oh! Y/n, you scared me. Come on in! I was just going through the pictures I took at yours and Tom’s games last night. While you’re here, let me show you the ones I took last Saturday.”

She minimized the tab she was working on and pulled up a file, the first picture being a black and white shot of you looking down at a notebook, writing.

“Woah. That’s beautiful,” you breathed, looking at every little detail.

“Thank you, that means a lot. You can scroll through them all, if you like. I’m going to go find Tom, I think I heard him and Harry arguing not too long ago.”

You chuckled as she left, looking at each photo. Some she kept in color and others were in black and white. You stopped on the picture of you and Tom laughing at each other.

Your faces were lit up in genuine happiness, and you felt a pang in your chest as you burned the photo into your memory. You quickly changed it when you heard footsteps approaching.

“Hey, sorry. Harry was being an ass. You like the pictures?”

“Yeah, they’re incredible. I’d love to have some of them.” you said, scrolling through the last few.

“I’ll ask her to put some of those on the flashdrive she’s making you. She was planning on just putting all the pictures from last week to tomorrow on one if you’re good with it.”

“Oh, yeah. No rush. Ready to go upstairs?”

“Yeah, sure,” he replied as you picked up your backpack from the floor and followed him. He continued. “So I hear you guys won last night. Way to end on the best note possible.”

“Yeah, it was a bittersweet night. What about you? I never heard anything about the game.”

“Oh, we won. Not much to it, but it was a tough game.”

Tom closed the door behind him and immediately went to his desk. He pulled out a piece of chocolate and tossed it to you as you sat down.

You worked together for a while, then decided to take a break, just sprawled across the floor on your backs a couple feet apart.

You glanced over at Tom, who was messing around with his necklace.

“Can I ask you something?” you said quietly.

“Hmm?”

“What’s with your necklace? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you take it off.”

Tom was quiet for a few minutes, rolling his plastic ring in his fingers.

“My grandad, my dad’s dad, gave it to me a few years ago before he passed. It’s just a saint’s symbol for protection. It was basically his way of saying he’d always be there for me. He was one of the best people in my life, and I wear it to remember him. It also helps me stay grounded sometimes, when I’m anxious or sad.”

You listened intently and looked at Tom for a while, who was just staring straight at the ceiling. There were tons of questions racing through your head, but you narrowed them down to one.

“Why did you put your, uh, ‘wedding’ ring on there, then? I don’t feel like I deserve to be next to him.”

Tom smiled and let out a breath through his nose, then looked right at you.

“Well I definitely wasn’t going to wear it on my finger. At first, I did it just to piss you off, because I could tell that you didn’t like it. But… I don’t know, I just… kept it as a reminder of everything we’ve been through. We still call each other enemies but honestly, I’ve started to consider you one of my closest friends.”

You scanned his face, grinning slightly. Over the past week and a half his bruises had pretty much faded, a little bit of yellow lingering around his cheek and his lip pink with new skin.

You noticed his hand close by and laid yours on top of it, stroking your thumb over the tops of his fingers.

“Yeah… yeah,” was all you could manage to whisper out loud.

After a few moments, Tom flipped his hand, pressing your palms together and curling his fingers around yours. All you could manage to do was stare at each other in silence, unsure of what to think or how to act.

You were startled out of it when there was a knock at the door. Your hands quickly pulled away from each others’ as the door creaked open and you sat up. It was Nikki.

“Sorry to bug you two, but I was just gonna come ask what time would be good for you tomorrow, y/n? We need enough time to get there and take the sports pictures during the day but I think golden hour would be perfect if you wanted to bring another outfit and take regular pictures.”

“Okay, yeah. Whatever time you think. I’m free all day.”

“Well I was thinking we leave here by two so we get there at three and have plenty of time before it gets fully dark around eight. My parents would love to have you for dinner, too.”

“Sounds good with me. I’ll make sure to pack a dress or something to change into.”

“Alright, well I’ll let you get back to it, just wanted to ask before I forgot again.”

Once she shut the door, you let out a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding. You looked to Tom, who seemed just as uncomfortable about everything as you were.

“Okay then, let’s finish up,” you suggested, waking your computer back up.

A/N: once again, so sorry it has taken this long to upload ch 6! I’m so excited for y’all to see ch 7 tho like I literally love it. Anyways, I really want to get on a more consistent upload schedule but I also want this story to be the best it can be and school is making that so hard rn

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dawninlatin · 4 years

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Online classes are the worst

A manorian teacher AU

Words: 1381

AO3: Click here

Based on the prompt:

Teacher AU: When you realize Person A and Person B have the same background during zoom class and holy shit they are living together!?

By @perseannabeth (omg I hope you’re okay with me using this, if not please let me know!)

Manon was installed in her office - laptop open and an iced coffee next to her - currently giving a lecture in organic chemistry. She knew half of the class wasn’t paying attention. Knew that the muted microphones and turned-off cameras meant the student was scrolling down TikTok or sleeping or not even in the same room as their computer. But as long as she got through her lesson undisturbed, she didn’t care. It wasn’t her fucking problem if they didn’t want to learn. Organic chemistry was awesome.

Online classes was a challenge though. Manon needed to be in a physical classroom, needed to have a chalkboard to write on, needed to pace around, needed to do crazy and borderline dangerous experiments.

She had been a high school teacher for 6 years now, and she loved her job - most days, at least - but her students could never know that.

In those 6 years she had built herself a reputation of being the uncaring, cold and slightly manic science teacher. This was naturally because she had learned that the teens respected her if they were terrified of her. Nothing would beat the look of pure horror mixed with awe she had seen on the faces of twenty 16 year olds that one time she poured ethanol on her desk and then lit it on fire.

But now, instead of getting to do those kinds of experiments, she was confined to a small office in her small home, with nothing but a laptop to teach her students. It was driving her crazy.

Even if she preferred teaching in a physical classroom, Manon had to admit, she had gotten the hang of Zoom pretty quickly. They were only in their second week of online classes after all.

This lesson was going great, all things considered, at least until a message from Kyle Williams popped up on her screen. She couldn’t stop the look of horror on her face as she read it.

Kyle: Wait…isn’t that the same bookshelf Mr. Havilliard was sitting in front of yesterday?

Nora: OMG

Nora: It is!!!!!

Omar: Are they living together??

Manon tried ignoring the chat, tried continuing with her lecture, tried stopping the blush that was currently spreading on her face.

Kyle: Are they dating or something?

Ellen: I bet they’re sleeping together…

Ellen: Or what if they’re secretly married???

Freddie: Come on, can you imagine Ms. Blackbeak married to someone?

Kyle: And Mr. Havilliard of all people…

Theo: So they are sleeping together then?!

Nora: EW! I don’t wanna imagine them sleeping together…

She wanted to die. She had to quit her job, had to leave town, had to go away…she could never step foot in her classroom ever again…

Ellen: But now that you mention it, they always look at each other really weird

Theo: And they are staying in the same house atm…

Omar: What if they have kids?!

Freddie: Ms. Blackbeak does not have kids

Freddie: I have never even seen her smile, imagine her with Mr. Havilliard

Jenna: I’m freaking out over here…

Kyle: Omg, now I can’t stop imagining them having sex…

That was enough, she needed to end this before she died of humiliation. Then she needed to say goodbye to her loved ones, because she would be imprisoned for life for murdering a bunch of teenagers.

While closing the chat window - and ignoring the sound of countless more messages - she schooled her features back into a bored look. «Okay, that’s enough for today.»

The messages abruptly stopped, and Manon couldn’t help the smirk spreading on her face, beet read as it was. «I want you to spend the rest of the lesson reading through the chapter on organic chemistry, and then I want a 2000 word paper on a subject you find interesting in that chapter delivered to me by Monday.»

Writing a paper hadn’t been part of her plan, but she needed to do something to make her students suffer, if only to stop herself from committing murder.

Manon ended the meeting, not bothering with the groans and complaints coming from her students. She had to quit her job now, anyway…

She shut the laptop, pushed her chair back from the desk, leaned her head back and closed her eyes.

«FUCK!»

Dorian was sitting at the kitchen table, grading book reports when he heard his girlfriend curse loudly, before marching across the hall and slamming the bedroom door shut. He silently counted to ten before standing up and following her.

Opening the door, he found that Manon was already lying under the cover, ignoring his presence. Dorian was curious to what had put her in such a mood - wasn’t she supposed to have a lecture right now? - but he knew his girlfriend, knew he needed to wait until she was ready to talk about whatever was wrong.

These past two weeks had been hard on them, but Manon especially. Not only because of the virus, he thought to himself. Dorian was doing okay, he didn’t mind staying inside, and he’d gotten a lot more time to read lately, but Manon wasn’t like him. She hated staying inside, hated sitting still. She might not admit it, but he knew the lockdown was challenging for her.

While slipping of his jacket, he padded over to their bed, laying down beside her. He gave her a few seconds to tell him to fuck off, before scooting closer and putting his arms around her when she stayed silent. She sighed at the contact, pulling the covers down slightly so he could see part of her face.

«Apparently, Kyle fucking Williams is in your English class, because during my science lecture today he noticed we use the same room.» Hearing the anger and annoyance in her voice, Dorian tried his best not to laugh, but as she gave him a deadly glare, he knew he had failed.

«Is it so bad? That they know, I mean.»

Manon groaned, burying her face in the covers once again. «I’m so embarrassed,» she said, her voice muffled.

Dorian let out a small chuckle, pulling her closer. Manon had been clear from the beginning of their relationship about how they couldn’t be seen together at work. He had been a little unsure of hiding it, but she had assured him that this was all about her, and all about her reputation at school, so Dorian respected her wishes. Manon wasn’t comfortable with displaying affection publicly in the same way that he was. She kept her feelings to herself, and those that were the closest to her. And Dorian had to admit, he kinda liked being the only one she truly opened up to. The only one who saw her smile and laugh and being giddy with love. It made him feel special. Even if he wanted to shout from the rooftops how much he loved Manon Blackbeak.

«It’s forgotten in a few weeks,» he said to her in an attempt to lure her out of her hiding spot.

«They’ll never listen to me again,» she complained, her head now peeking out.

Dorian pressed a light kiss to her forehead. «You’ll be just as awesome and just as scary as before, promise.»

She rolled her eyes in answer. «Why should I trust you?»

«Because you love me?» He poked her lightly in the side, now determined to make her smile.

Manon shook her head, murmuring something that sounded like «not in the slightest» into the thick blanket.

«You’re adorable right now, you know that?» Dorian teased, peppering her face with kisses. He expected her to bat his hand away, but she only leaned into his chest, sighing in defeat.

«You’re not making the situation any better right now…»

«You’ll be fine. Besides-,» he trailed his hands down her body, to her stomach, and the small bump that had begun to form, «they’ll definitely know in six months, cause we’ll have a baby then.»

Manon turned around so she faced him, a small smile finally playing on her lips. Dorian met her eyes, and found himself slightly taken aback by the amount of love and adoration he felt for this woman. «I love you,» he whispered against her lips.

«I love you too,» she whispered back, her mouth meeting his.

A/N: Hey!

I am sory for the mess that is this fic, I don't even know what I'm doing anymore, I need sleep...

Also, I'm sorry for not writing a new chapter of Queen of Peace, but that chapter will take time, and time is something I do not have atm, sooooo, I will try and update it on Friday:)

If you bothered reading all of it, congrats, I stan<3

I love reading your comments, so feel free letting me know what you think:)

Also did anyone get the vine reference...? God I really should sleep...

*lots of smoochies*

-Dawninlatin<3

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apex-academy · 3 years

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Chapter 5: Caring Is a Hazard to Your Health (#22)

We finally make it to the morning meeting, in which nothing happens. I missed the omelette train, so in lieu of asking Yuki to make me one anyway, I just have some fruit and toast. The usual, I guess. Hard to call anything here “usual” at this point.

Don’t feel like any more social time this morning. Sitting by myself gets me a few looks, but no one tries to drag me away. That’s nice.

No one comes to blows over breakfast, and then I have the morning to myself. Don’t know what to do. Between nearly murdering a guy and watching the others tear themselves apart, I just... don’t want to bother. Don’t have the energy. Have to wonder if anyone has slept well since this whole thing started.

I end up reading a book in my room. Peaceful enough, even if I’m barely concentrating. I could go play pool, but then I might run into someone on the way. Let’s not right now. Just... not right now.

Unfortunately, I don’t always get a choice in the matter.

“U-um, hello? Hello, everyone! I, um, have an important announcement to make, so if everyone could please come meet me in the gym...!”

“...”

Maybe he’s announcing that he’s tired of this game so he’s letting us go free? Ha. No. Guess it’s about time again.

I let out a deep breath and start over there.

Apparently I was the closest to the gym, because I make it here first. Or was my TV the only one that went off? No, that wouldn’t make sense.

I’m not alone for long.

“Oh, Kakumi... Hello...”

“Hey.”

I’m not sure what small talk I’m supposed to make in this situation, but I’m spared by the doors opening again.

“Good morning, you guys!!”

“Is it not after noon now?”

“It feels like a morning, sooooo!”

Sure, that makes sense.

Kanagi comes in wheeling Aidan, and Tsunyasha strides in a bit after that.

“Is Kaichi coming...?”

“He doesn’t exactly have a choice. I don’t suppose anyone crossed paths with him on the way here?”

“Not I.”

“You don’t think something happened, do you...?”

“What, like he fell over?”

“Ooh, or the elevator broke?!”

“It is Riseiin. He doesn’t know where the gym is most of the time, correct?”

“Tru.”

I should probably be more worried. Guess I’m too burned out. Or maybe it’s the fact that Monochap hasn’t made his entrance yet, either. Not as dramatic if somebody else walks in after you.

A few moments later, the hallway door opens.

“Howzit?”

“Oh, good...”

“That’s everyone accounted for, then.”

I glance from face to face but try not to think too hard. Everyone. This is everyone who’s left, huh?

“.......”

I don’t get much time to dwell on it before a familiar dull grating fills the air.

“Oh, oh—!”

With his least graceful entrance yet, Monochap clangs up onto the stage. We’re nearly hexed with whatever he might have on under that skirt, but thankfully he doesn’t fall down that hard.

“Ehe, whoops!”

“Grody.”

“I-I’m not...”

He sniffles before shaking it off.

“A-anyway! I have a big announcement to make! Is everyone ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be, I’m sure.”

“Do get this jest over with as quickly as possible. I’ve other matters to attend to.”

“This is important, though...! To you, too!”

“Do not deign to tell me what is and is not important, whelp. A creature like you knows nothing of the holy.”

“Can w’ just let ‘r talk?”

“Y-you mean me, right?”

He doesn’t wait for an answer.

“Okay! So, um... it’s time for another motive!”

I wish I could find another word for it, but I can’t—Ichiriki squees.

“Oh, I hope it’s a good one!”

“Please stop interrupting!”

“Hmm... I think it’s a good one?”

“I hope you all feel the same way...!”

“So! Um, it’s a little unusual this time! Instead of something that starts right away, or a prize you’ll get after you murder someone...”

“...this motive has a time limit.”

“Time limit...?”

I assume he means something different from, you know, however much time it would have taken to die from oxygen poisoning.

“That’s right! You have five days, starting today. If no one is killed before nighttime on day five...”

“...all of you will have your loved ones back home executed.”

“Huh? Like... killed?!”

“That is typically what ‘executed’ means, yes.”

“That’s right! We’ve picked out a few friends and family members for all of you—”

“—well, for everyone who has more than one...”

“—and those people will provide your motive! If no one here kills by the time limit, they will all die by the next morning.”

“You—”

“You can’t do that!”

“That’s right!”

“Killing that many people in the outside world would draw far too much notice.”

“If you truly have no intention of letting us leave this building without following your rules, then you can’t afford that kind of risk! Even if that many people only happen to ‘disappear,’ anyone with two brain cells to rub together will be able to figure out the incident is related to this academy!”

“But he’s kinda kept us here, right?”

“And we’re all connected to the academy, too!”

“Yeah, but ‘s normal for Apex Academy kids t’ cut off social media ‘n stuff for a while, yeah?”

“All ‘f their friends ‘n family, not s’ much.”

“Then... he really can’t do it, right...?”

“Wh-what do you mean?! Of course I can do it...!”

“Then you fully plan to self-destruct your entire operation for a single motive?”

“And surely leave those little ‘leads’ behind, hmm?”

“Whatever assassins you intend to send could never be as skilled and efficient as myself.”

“But I really mean it...!”

“And you, like, meant the money stuff, too, I guess, but we totally never saw that, either.”

“What do you mean? I-I had the briefcase the whole time...!”

“Really not the same.”

“......”

“I-I can double-check, but... It’s for real! Really!”

“You do have some time to get used to the idea, at least...”

“And come up with a good plan!”

“So, um, good luck...!”

He hurries back to the trapdoor like we’d never contradicted him at all, and then he’s gone.

“...”

"..."

Aidan, shockingly, is the first to speak up.

“Everyone please remain calm!”

“As we’ve already made clear, this is the most obvious bluff yet. Don’t fall for it. We’ll use the time we’ve been given to continue working on our own way out of here.”

“Please be sure to attend our morning meetings! I’ll have more to say then!”

“Like, of course you will.”

“So... don’t panic, right...? Because it’s fake?”

“Right.”

Would the young master really do such a thing? After all this, I can’t doubt they have the resources, but... We’ve made a good point. Maybe you could hold one class hostage at a reclusive academy for a while and get away with it, but mass murdering that many people, overnight no less? There’s no way.

But is the mastermind crazy enough to try it anyway? I still don’t know what they want, so it’s hard to be sure of anything.

Mom... Dad... Saki... Who else? Could they really...

I don’t get the chance to finish the thought.

“Yooooooo!” Kanagi waves her arms around to get our attention.

“Since we’re already in the gym, anybody wanna shoot hoops?”

“As if I would fraternize with your ilk.”

“Weren’t you part of her betting group...?”

“That’s hardly the same.”

“I could do Horse ‘r something, ‘f that’s cool.”

“Works for me! Kakumi?”

“I... I guess?” This is such a whiplash my brain can’t keep up.

“Iggy! You in?”

“..........”

“Mahavir...?”

“I... No, I...”

“I-I don’t feel well. Excuse me...!”

“Mis—”

Mahavir’s already out the door.

“The burned one is contemplating his attack already? My, my. I suppose I should have expected as much.”

“He’s doing no such thing!”

“I’ll go catch up with him. Ah... Miss Kurokame? If you could get the door?”

“Oh... Okay.”

I watch him go and keep staring at the doors long after they’ve shut. Some of the others are chattering behind me, but I can’t focus on the words.

Mahavir... Surely he’s not already...

“............”

Maybe he really isn’t feeling well. He is injured. And if not...

I’ll leave it to the others for now. I’m off damage control for the time being.

Might be dangerous to keep that up at this point, but... I have to look out for myself, too.

My thoughts are interrupted by the ringing thump of a basketball dribble.

“All right! We ready to go, dudes?!”

Right. Apparently looking out for myself starts with playing Horse. For some reason.

“Sure.”

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summerbreezeyy · 4 years

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Love, Huh? - Chapter 6

Finally today arrived. The day you were meeting Yixing. After the dinner with the Oh’s, you texted him you were free the next day, but he had to be in China for a family wedding for a week. You met Yixing back when your ex was finding businesses to invest in, and his club was one of them. You didn’t instantly become friends with him, other than the fact that your ex was super jealous, Yixing was kinda scary at first. He had this intimidating aura, even your ex agreed. But you got closer. In secret though.

For the past week, the boys have barely left you alone. They would try to arrange their schedule so at least one of them would be home. You know they have many friends, especially Chanyeol. Even Kyungsoo has his routine hangouts with his group. And Sehun who likes to drink outside. But lately they’ve just been at home a lot. You overheard Chanyeol couple days ago talking to his friend, “Sorry babe, a bit busy tonight, the comeback is near. But I’ll see you next week at the show okay?” or when you unintentionally and accidentally saw a text message on Kyungsoo’s phone from ‘Kwangsoo-hyung’ that read “We miss you Soo-ya. Hope you can come next time!” when both of them (plus the youngest) were schedule-less and spent the whole night at home drinking with Sehun’s newly bought whiskey.

When all of them had to leave altogether one day, they called and texted you (or facetime at the clingy maknae’s case) all day. You wanted to tell them that you were okay, and to be alone for a couple of hours is totally manageable. But you didn’t, knowing that they still felt guilty (when they shouldn’t have) they couldn’t be there when you needed them. So you let them, do things that would ease their minds.

You told them about your plan today, since they had to finish everything up for their next week’s comeback. Like expected, when you were getting ready to meet Yixing, you checked your phone to find a lot of texts already came in the group chat, the one they already had before they added you in.

Yeollie [10:16] :

Hey @you awake yet?

Se [11:03] :

Sleepyhead wake up

You [12:24] :

Sorry just checked my phone. Been awake since 10 you ass @Se

Almost ready to head out tho, leaving in about 15 minutes. So excitedd!

When are you guys coming home tonight? I was thinking of Ramyeon night?

Kyungsoo [12:26] :

We should be home at around 8 or 9 I think. Don’t wait for us to have dinner. Chanyeol would pick a movie for tonight, but if you’re tired you can go to sleep early. Have fun with your friend and be careful.

Yeollie [12:26] :

At 8!

Oh Soo answered that already lol :p

Have fun we miss youuu!

Wait I thought you were meeting him at 1?

Se [12:27] :

My ass is great, you just jealous

You [12:27] :

*you’re

@Yeollie always the sweetest! I miss you guys too! And this morning when Xing told me the address, turned out the café is just a couple blocks away, so I’m walking there!

@Kyungsoo yes sir!

Se [12:27] :

Hmm.. Kinky

You [12:27] :

Shut up, you’re the only kinky ass in this gc fool, my eyes are still suffering from what I saw

Se [12:28] :

…

Okay I’m shutting up

Yeollie [12:29] :

Ohh! Tell me! I wanna know!

You [12:29] :

If Sehun continued being a brat I would happily tell you :)

Kyungsoo [12:29] :

Back to actually important thing, you’re gonna walk there? Can’t he pick you up or just take a cab instead. It’s safer.

You [12:30] :

I think I could walk just fine, Soo. No need to be paranoid. I’m not dying or anything. Gonna keep annoying your asses for a long time so count on it!

Se [12:31] :

You’ve been saying ‘ass’ waaay too many times today. Didn’t know you’re an ass-kinda girl

You [12:31] :

Sehun, I’m thiiis close to type in what I saw 3 christmas ago in your room when both your hyungs were visiting their parents

By the way, aren’t you guys supposed to be working now?

Get off of your phones! If they fired you and you’re jobless who’s gonna feed me :(

Yeollie [12:32] :

I’m lunching and Soo’s at makeup and Sehun is messing around like usual, we’ll keep our job just fine and you’re gonna be eating good food for the rest of our life!

Oh and by the way, we’re watching Captain America tonight ! But like Soo said, if you’re tired you could just go to sleep!

And please Sehun, keep being annoying. I can’t wait for when she’s fed up with you and finally tell us your kinks.

Se [12:32] :

Yes mommy

@Yeollie interested much ???

You [12:32] :

Ooh, I see, another kink. I’ll keep that in mind, baby ;)

By the way @Yeollie I still find it weird you’re Team Cap but ordered Iron Man costume instead. And don’t worry. I can sense it’s close to when I finally do :)

But not complaining about the movie tho, I got to stare at Chris Evans’ face (and abs and arms) for 2 hours, I don’t even think I’m gonna be sleepy.

Se [12:33] :

Why are you only mean to me :(

He’s weird that’s why! Everyone who’s Team Cap is weird!

You [12:33] :

Faulty logic. You’re Team Iron Man but still the weirdest out of all of us

Yeollie [12:33]:

*online high-five*

And Team Cap rocks!

You [12:33] :

Preach!

Se [12:34] :

@Kyungsoo hyuuung help me they’re bullying me :(

Kyungsoo [12:34] :

Oh I didn’t tell you? I’m also Team Cap.

Se [12:34] :

HYUNG! HOW COULD YOU?

You [12:34] :

Should we change this gc name to ‘Cap’s bitches’?

[12:35] Yeollie changed group name to “Cap’s Bitches”

Se [12:35] :

HYUNG SERIOUSLY!

Kyungsoo [12:35] :

Jesus

At this point you were laughing close to tears. You continued eating your lunch, a text came in, from Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo [12:37] :

Hey you had lunch yet?

You [12:37] :

Eating rn!

Kyungsoo [12:37] :

Good. Don’t forget your meds too

You [12:37] :

Yes daddy

Kyungsoo almost choked on his drink, that his makeup noona looked at him weird.

“Funny pic,” he half-assedly explained.

You [12:37] :

Wait that came out weird

Sorry lol

Kyungsoo [12:38] :

You should thank God this is not the gc

You [12:38] :

Sehun won’t let it go I know :)

Hell I think Chanyeol would also tease me about it

By the way I’m gonna head out shortly

Have a fun day at work! See you tonight! xx

Kyungsoo [12:39] :

See you, and be safe.

Leaving Kyungsoo and the group chat (that was just filled with Sehun’s whining at this point) on read, you finished your dishes and went back to your room to grab your bag. Picking up the phone you left on the counter, you saw the last messages on the group chat.

Se [12:44] :

I hate everyone

[12:45] Se changed group name to “im leaving the band”

A laugh came out from you. Finally things were starting to be normal again. Except of course the constant nagging and worries from them. But you found yourself liking it, that they care about you. And of course, it did feel nice to bicker with Sehun after so long.

“I miss your bratty ass,” you smiled mumbling to no one.

When you were checking out the chat, someone rang the doorbell. Weird, no one was supposed to come over.

You [12:45] :

Hey anyone expecting someone today?

I thought the cleaner was supposed to come tomorrow?

After the quick texts, they didn’t answer and the bell rung again. So you took a look at the peephole, and found the person you didn’t expect standing in front of the door.

“BAEKHYUN!” you exclaimed.

“GIRLIE I MISSED YOU!” he then proceeded to hug you.

“What are you doing here?!”

Baekhyun let you go before answering, “Your boyfriends told me you needed company today!”

Ah, of course. The boys.

“They told me to come last week too, but I was busy so I couldn’t. I was so sad I couldn’t see you earlier. It’s been sooooo long!!” he explained.

You hugged once again, indeed, missing him. Before the shitshow happened, he was one of your closest friends other than the EXO, the boys’ band. You then told him you were meeting Yixing and he was more than happy to come with you.

So you walked with him to Yixing’s café. He started to talk about the things you missed out about him, like how he became the million seller with his last album, the first Korean solo artist to do so in 19 years (yes go off king), and some of the guys he dated. He also mentioned his plan to collab with Kyungsoo again and how he had high hopes about it, since the first made him got a best friend in the latter and also in you and the two others.

It took him about 10 minutes before asking, “So what happened?”

“Bad relationship, and like usual, they were there to pick up my pieces,” you answered with a sincere smile.

Baekhyun didn’t pry. And that was really what he really need to know. That you were okay.

15 minutes of walking and you finally arrived. And you didn’t even have to enter the café to find Yixing, he was standing on the entrance looking down to his watch and phone. He only looked over when you called his name, and you launched into each other’s arms.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered as he held you.

“Again, not your fault, and never will be.” You stepped back from him and introduced him to the other person. “This is Baekhyun, and this is Yixing,” you said to both and Yixing offered his hand. Baekhyun zoned out for a minute before shaking the other’s hand.

“Come in! And choose your favorite treat please!” the tallest welcomed you in.

After choosing the mouthwatering red velvet cake and rose tea for yourself, all three of you were seated in one of the tables.

“So I never knew you had a café,” you said to Yixing.

“You know I’m a sweet tooth. Once I’ve saved enough, this happened,” he gestured the café. “Have you been okay?”

“Yes, how ‘bout you?”

“Me? I’m okay. Well not really. I’m drowning in debts cause I made a leap of faith when this lot became available couple of months ago, so,” he laughed.

You laughed with him too, “Your parents are rich, Xing. You need to worry about nothing.”

“Exactly why I’m not depressed about the debts,” he paused to take a sip of his drink. “Is this one of the guys you live with?” he asked pointing at the guy sitting next to you, currently head deep in his strawberry watermelon cake.

You chuckled seeing Baekhyun’s excitement eating the treat. “No. He’s their friend though. Mine too.”

Realizing he was being talked about, he looked sheepishly to the both of you. “Sorry, this is really good,” he talked with his mouth full.

“By the way, where do you live? You said it’s not far?” Yixing asked you. When you told him the name of the building, his eyes widen. “No way.”

“What?”

“I live there too!”

“No way.”

“Do you live there too?” Yixing asked Baekhyun this time.

“Sadly, no.”

All of you ended up talking about music, with Baekhyun giving songs recommendation for Yixing to play in his café, most of them are his songs though. Not that anyone complained, his songs are bombs. Baekhyun also asked about business things, turned out he was thinking about opening up a clothes store for his brand.

“Sorry I have to take this,” Baekhyun said when his phone rang, and he walked out of the café.

“Does he know?” Yixing asked once Baekhyun left.

“A little bit.”

“The other guys?”

“They know.”

“Good. You need the support.” He paused again. “I’m really sorry though. I didn’t know it was that bad.”

“Like I’ve said over and over again, it is not your fault.”

“His mom called a couple days ago.”

Your breath hitched. “Why?”

“He’s been spiraling out of control.”

Your heart skipped a beat. “But why would she call you and not his friends?” They were friends yes, Yixing and your ex. But not that close.

“She asked my number around, knowing I know you, to ask me to tell you. She’s his mom but still a woman. She couldn’t ask you for this.”

“For what?”

“A call. To him.”

And this time you were sure you weren’t breathing. “What happened to him?” you asked him with your head hung low.

Yixing took your hand in his, “Drugs.”

Your head snapped up. “What?”

He took a deep breath before continuing to explain, “He did drug business behind my back at the club, another reason I closed it down other than the fact that all the investors left after what happened. And the police knew. That’s why they tried to push you into suing him, cause they don’t have enough proof to put him behind bars. He never used them before. But his mom told me he’s been doing it. And she begged me to let you know, to ask you to call him. Just once, to tell him to stop.”

Your head fell again, you were holding back tears. You were afraid, of him. You were afraid of what he did to you and also about what would happen to him.

“You don’t have to do it, not after what he did to you.”

“I… I’ll think about it,” you replied weakly.

“Don’t think too hard. I don’t agree with this too. I only told you because his mom literally begged me on her knees to let you know. But you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, okay?”

You just nodded. When Baekhyun came back, you tried to fake a smile and masked your feelings. After about another hour, with promises of visiting in the future, you left. As both of you walked out of the café, you turned to your side to the guy who spent the last hour staring at your friend, “You know, he’s gay, he’s single, definitely ready to mingle, and I also noticed his interest in you” you watched his eyes twinkled, “Go get that dick,” you lightly smacked his bottom as he blushed and walked in once again to face the guy behind the cashier. You saw them pulling out their phones, clearly exchanging numbers. “Happy?” you asked as Baekhyun came out smiling wide.

“I just got myself a sugar daddy, of course I’m happy!”

“Oh don’t even try. He’s my sugar daddy.”

“Honey, you already have 3, you don’t need more.”

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chubbyooo · 4 years

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Blurred Lines: Cursed Past Chapter 69: Taking Five

Nice

hey we’re finally back with the main story and I’m raring to go :D

Kyradia tries her best to be patient while Ashara finds her next lead on Zash

Kyradia wrapped her fingers against the table as she sat waiting for Ashara to find something, it had been a couple days since they’d last encountered Zash and Kyradia was beginning to get agitated. Ashara had been adamant that using her connection with Zash was off the table and that she needed rest, Kyradia didn’t feel like she deserved the rest every second she sat here Zash was out getting one step closer to whatever goal she had with the sisters.

Kyradia shuddered to think what they could do together, she didn’t even know how Zash had found any last time she had checked the place was abandoned just like home. She must’ve missed someone, either way they were bound to have a plan of their own and Zash would be playing right into their hands. Zash was many things but she was less than cautious and she wasn’t only endangering herself but the Mirilian girl, Kyradia frowned; she still didn’t understand her place in all this. Was she just a naive accomplice? She clearly didn’t appreciate Kyradia’s efforts with the alliance but then again not many people did, she had to stop them though if she was ever going to do something ‘good’ or ‘righteous’ it’d be this.

She sighed getting up and making her way out of the ship; being cooped up in there wasn’t helping her, she wandered around the base for a little bit before coming to the war room where she saw Lana was looking rather swamped.

She noticed Kyradia as she approached “ah commander good to see you I’m afraid I haven’t much time running your alliance single handedly is not an easy task” the terse tone made Lana’s annoyance with the position clear

Kyradia nodded “yeah I’m uh sorry I just got caught up in the mission you sent me on” Lana nodded folding her arms at Kyradia

Her expression softened “yes well as I’m told it has gotten rather out of control, I’m not so annoyed at you though Commander it’s the other two advisors I have rather” she paused “choice words for” Kyradia nodded she didn’t even want to think about the argument with Kavaraa right now

Kyradia sighed “yeah I gotta admit I thought they’d be back by now Lana” she didn’t know what would’ve happened when they came back, she still stood by what she did but knew how strongly Kavaraa felt about it.

Lana sighed looking agitated “word is that the Basen’thor stumbled across something that required their ‘immediate attention’ something more important apparently than running the extremely crucial alliance” that didn’t surprise Kyradia at all Kavaraa had a tendency to run off on some great quest for some bullshit

Kyradia nodded trying to keep civil about the matter “well um I promise as soon as this whole Zash thing is sorted I will get back to this pointless war” Lana nodded they both were heavily among the belief this war was stupid but the republic and the empire would always be just that and if they wanted to survive they had to pick a side

Lana shook her head “don’t worry I’ve got people beginning to take over their duties so I’m not doing everything” Kyradia nodded they would be totally lost without Lana and she knew that

Kyradia thought a lighter conversation topic may be good “sooooo while I was away something else happened with you Lana?” Lana looked at Kyraida her eyes narrowing in confusion, Kyradia sighed of course “um I dunno the big 6ft Hero of Tython who you’re apparently pretty farmiliar with???” Kyradia winked as Lana began to squirm.

Lana held her head “I told him not to tell everyone I want it on the down low to avoid this kind of stuff” Kyradia nodded her smile only broadening to Lana’s dismay

Kyradia chuckled “see he didn’t actually tell me that I just have a sense for these things” Lana’s eyes widened before he let out a long sigh

She responded clearly agitated “I swear why do you do this to me” Kyradia smiled as Lana sulked at her

It was fun to see Lana squirm “Cause you’re so cute when you’re annoyed, come on Lana it was so obvious you too wanted each other and that comes from the galaxy wide expert of accidentally falling in love” she would never forget the moment when she realised she’d actually fallen in love with Andronikos, oh yeah totally just a ‘casual thing’ Ky well done dummy.

Lana stifled a laugh “well I guess you do have me beat there, he’s sweet ok and he’s been through a lot I think we’re beyond the point of pining” Kyradia chuckled at Lana it was sweet she finally had someone. Lana changed the subject quickly “oh by the way we need you to have a check up with the doctor about your recent injury” Kyradia groaned more doctors stuff

“Ugh do I have to” Lana nodded seriously

She folded her arms “if you want to keep chasing the sith around then yes Ashara assured me it’s necersarry” of course she did stupid Ashara trying to look after her.

Kyradia sighed “fine but I’m not gonna be cooperative” Lana nodded as she got roped into another conversation

She was glad she had someone like Lana who knew what she was doing behind the alliance otherwise everything would just fall apart she could tell. Kyradia made her way to the medbay where she was met by a black haired moustached man tending to a patient, as she entered he spun around to face her with a smile.

He held out his hand “ah Commander so nice to finally meet you you can call me Doc I’ll be in charge of your checkup ok” Kyradia frowned at the man awkwardly taking his hand

Kyradia responded “I mean I would call you that considering you are a doctor” he chuckled awkwardly leading her to a table

Doc spoke up again “I must say it’s an honour to finally meet your love-” Kyradia was not a fan of his ‘oh so charming’ tone and interrupted him

“Look ‘Doc’ if you want to keep your larynx keep the talking to a minimum” his eyes widened as he nodded without another word

Kyradia showed him the laceration scar still rather prominent on her stomach, Doc looked at it closely “looks like it’s healing right at least although it’s hard to see the scar tissue quite right with these uh markings” Kyradia raised her eyebrow at him “um sorry I uh” Kyradia had a feeling this guy was not used to people not being charmed by his persona

Kyradia stood back up “if you’re referring to my Tattoos then yes I imagine they would, we didn’t exactly have high tech when I got them so there is scar tissue” Doc nodded awkwardly giving a thumbs up, Kyradia chuckled it was fun to make people like that squirm.

She wandered around the base a while longer trying her best to calm the thoughts but couldn’t seem to manage it, she tried to do as Dzûsa said though and headed out to the hill she normally found him on.

When she arrived however she found two men standing there in a rather difficult looking pose, Dzûsa smiled as he saw Kyradia “well hello Kyradia it’s nice to see you alive and well, would you like to join me and Arcann we are doing calming stretches” Kyradia was shocked as she realised Arcann was with him

Kyradia looked around awkwardly, she was hoping this was just Dzûsa and her thing other people made it embarrassing “yeah um ok I’m uh surprised to see you here Arcann?” Arcann nodded returning to a normal pose

He spoke softly “Dzûsa has been helping me calm my mind, I find it quite difficult to think about some of the thing I’ve done and it can be overwhelming” Kyradia cocked her head that was kinda similar she guessed, it was still very awkward the only reason Arcann was alive was because Kavaraa stopped her from killing him.

He had forgiven her but she always felt kinda awkward, Dzûsa spoke up “I think you too share a lot in common Kyradia but mostly you both felt irredeemable” Kyradia guessed Dzûsa had a point it was still very awkward

Arcann spoke clearly noticing the tension “sorry if me being here is awkward I know it is still very difficult for you since you tried to murder my entire family” Kyradia shuddered she knew he wasn’t being sarcastic but it sure felt like it

Kyradia shook her head “no no it’s ok Arcann I think we’re even on that front, I’d think I’d like to join you” Dzûsa smiled as he scooted over making room for Kyradia.

He began to explain each of the stretches they were doing and how to think during each one and after a while Kyradia began to feel much calmer, it was nice with these two there was no judgement one was a former tyrannical emperor and the other a vicious sith no moral high ground here.

After a while they sat down and Dzûsa spoke “I know for the both of you right now the mountain may seem an impossible climb but wherever you want to go you can get there, it is good to know your goal no matter how small or big” he looked at each of them to speak

Kyradia’s seemed pretty simple “uh I guess I wanna stop my old master from gaining uncontrollable power” Dzûsa shook his head at her great she already did it wrong

Dzûsa smiled “that’s not a personal goal what do you want to change about your headspace” he looked to Arcann to speak

Arcann nodded “when I look in the mirror I don’t want to see the Masked man who killed his brother and stood complacent while his sister was corrupted, I want to see the man who worked to make things right and has been performing good deeds since. I don’t want to be a shadow of my past” Dzûsa nodded. Kyradia tried really hard to think of what she wanted to change but she didn’t know it was all so foggy.

Kyradia sighed “I uh I don’t know what I want to change, shit have I done it wrong” did she really have no idea what she would do

Dzûsa took her hand “no no that’s ok too you’ve just begun on this path, we don’t all know what we want to change but the first step is knowing we at least want to change something” Kyradia frowned she didn’t want to change that much though she just wanted to stop hurting people

Kyradia sighed “I guess it’s just I want to stop losing people” Dzûsa nodded seeming to at least understand the sentiment

“That’s a start and you may be able to but if you don’t that’s ok too just as long as you keep your morales in your heart things will work out, be kind that’s all anyone can do really” Kyradia nodded not really knowing if she could ever be ‘kind’ but she appreciated the sentiment. Dzûsa continued “I hope I’ve helped and feel free to come back any time it’s not like this old man is up to much” they both nodded and Arcann got up and left leaving just the two of them

Kyradia looked across to him “I don’t think it’s as easy for me as it is for him, I uh I have very destructive impulses I just can’t control them” Dzûsa nodded stroking his chin

He smiled “Kyradia I was trapped and used as a battery for about 8 years it took me that 8 years to wear the machine down and gain enough power to send out a single message that saved me from 8 more” Kyradia frowned not seeing how it was relevant “we can control anything if we persevere and I’m positive you can control these impulses just keep at it and wear those bastards down” he gave a bright smile and stood up “I’m afraid I must go I am furiously hungry” he chuckled sauntering off down the hill

Kyradia sat there on the hill looking at the landscape around her ‘wear them down’ she guessed she could try no harm in that.

Her comm crackled to life and Ashara’s voice came through “Kyradia I got a lead people matching Zash and Terristera’s description just broke into a botanical plant on Kowak, told you patience paid off” the comm shut off, well looks like next stop Kowak maybe Ashara was right a rest had been pretty great...

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FIC: Rope Trick (baon)

Summary: It wasn't that Stretch really minded being told what to do. He just had to weigh how much fun he would have obeying versus not....

Tags: Spicyhoney, Established Relationship, Role Reversal, Light Bondage, Light Dom/sub, Oral Sex, Sex, Lemony Goodness, Not Work Appropriate, Joking Reference To Using Drugs to Make Someone Take a Damn Nap

Warnings: I do occasionally throw Not Work Appropriate content in this series, so if you missed it, note the tags. This chapter contains all that with a little light bondage. All happy-times and consensual.

part of the ‘by any other name’

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The thing was, Stretch didn’t really mind doing stuff when Edge asked. Sure, it wasn’t quite as fun when the requests were for tossing laundry in the dryer or washing the breakfast dishes, but hey, you took the good, you took the bad, learned about the facts of life, all that shit.

Sometimes, though, Edge didn’t ask so much as he…well, ordered, and Stretch wasn’t sure if it was an ex-captain of the guard thing or if it was just an Edge thing, but if he were really, really honest, he didn’t mind that very much, either.

He highly suspected that Edge knew he didn’t mind, too, but it didn’t mean he had to make it easier for him, did it? Nope.

So, when Edge came up behind him on the porch that afternoon and loomed, Stretch gave him a minute to glare, smoking the last of his cigarette before he asked, lazily, “okay, baby love, what exactly has you in a twist on this fine, fine day?”

Didn’t hurt that the faint tightening of his jaw told him that Edge wasn’t any fonder of his new pet name than he had been ‘momma bear’. Stretch planned to draw that minor annoyance out for a while yet, hell, yes, he did. It was always worth it in the end.

“Go take a shower and meet me in the bedroom,” Edge told him curtly before he turned on his heel and walked back into the house, leaving Stretch on the porch with a half-burned cigarette and an equally burning curiosity.

He took enough time to finish it before he stood up, groaning as his joints popped. Okay, he’d bite and see where this was going to take them. Sure as hell wasn’t like he had any better plans, especially not if he took Edge’s resourcefulness into account. His bones were already tingling a little thinking about it.

Edge was nowhere around when he went in; off somewhere plotting manically, he guessed, and that was all right. At least Stretch’s end of this bargain was an easy one.

If Stretch had to guess, he’d say washing up was because he’d been smoking like a chimney for the past couple days as ciggies were the only thing keeping him from running screaming out into the unforgiving world/their neighborhood, and he didn’t want to scare any of the kiddos that way.

Stretch knew a little something about the time/space continuum and if he didn’t know better, he’d say they were stuck in a fluctuation because this week was starting to seem pretty fucking endless and that was a fact.

Sure, he loved having Edge around, but that also meant having Edge around. When he wasn’t off taking extra jogs through the neighborhood or filling their already overflowing freezer with neatly labeled packages, he was prowling through the house like a caged leopard, cleaning everything so thoroughly that Stretch was pretty sure he’d seen the furniture cringing away from him.

Edge seemed to be struggling a little with the whole ‘relaxing’ thing he was supposed to be doing, and his struggle was becoming Stretch’s battle.

It wasn’t like he had any good recommendations to share. Naps were Stretch preferred stress relief, and yeah, he wasn’t getting Edge to take a damn nap without chloroform, which Stretch suspected went against that whole ‘love and cherish thing’ he’d promised not that long ago. His fault for not reading the fine print.

Television was the next best option, but that was usually a nighttime activity for them, one that involved copious cuddling and maybe some sex. Stretch hadn’t been able to convince Edge that ‘Travel Man’ would be just as excellent at lunchtime.

(he could have gone to the lab to escape for a while, could have, hadn’t been back to the lab since…and the first time he’d tried, he’d only gotten to the door and frozen, dread thick in his soul, and he couldn’t force his feet to go down the stairs, he couldn’t, and…and…and…)

…yeah, much as he loved Edge, he was this close to saying fuck it all and calling Asgore, begging him to let Edge come back to work early, if only to spare his own sanity.

So, hell, yeah, he’d gone right upstairs for a shower when Edge told him. Didn’t half-ass it, either. Stretch scrubbed up with plenty of body wash on the weird pink bath poof that Edge had bought, and who came up with these things? Whoever it was, Stretch owned them a G or two, because seeing Edge using it with great dignity in the shower every morning was worth getting up early for.

Stretch soaped up thoroughly, sudsing away any hint of cigarette smoke. Instead of putting on his dirty clothes back on, he tossed them into the hamper and went to the bedroom in just a towel, dewy-fresh as a spring virgin.

Only to blink at what Edge was wearing, his towel wilting in his grasp.

The roads were kinda treacherous in the winter, or so Stretch had been told, and Edge always put his motorcycle into storage when the weather turned snowy. That was a good thing, his baby was all about safety, but the bad part was Stretch missed seeing Edge in his leather pants during the winter months. It was a view that made him long for warming sunshine of spring.

Apparently, Edge had decided to use this opportunity to break them out a little bit early. The belt hit his pelvis below the curves of his iliac crests and he was wearing a cut-off black t-shirt that left the intricate lines of his spine on display, the whole ensemble paired with elbow-length red gloves.

It was disconcertingly similar to what he’d been wearing when they’d first landed in this universe and even then, Stretch had noticed how attractive Edge was; he’d been depressed, not fucking blind.

The only difference was his bare feet, pale bone against the dark carpet of their bedroom and Stretch let himself focus on that for a minute, trying to gather up his fleeing wits.

“if i’d known we were roleplaying, i would’ve picked a better costume.” Not too bad; at least he’d managed a decent level of sass.

A quick glance up confirmed that Edge heard the roughness in his voice, damn it. He smirked, cocking his hips in a way that made all the magic in Stretch’s mouth go dry.

“What you’re wearing is perfect,” Edge said. He crooked a finger at Stretch. “Come here.”

He did, but he took his damn time about it because he wasn’t a puppy that came when he was called. Unfortunately, standing in front of Edge with all that tantalizing bone within reach was exactly where Stretch wanted to be, so it kinda ruined his defiance.

With two fingers, Edge plucked the towel loose, letting it fall to Stretch’s feet and leaving him completely bare. He gave the newly exposed bones a long, slow look before he said, “Get on the bed.”

Oh, so that’s how they were playing? Stretch didn’t move, only asked sweetly, “what’s the magic word?”

Edge coolly raised a brow bone at him. “Is it worth hearing me say it once, knowing that I’ll have you screaming it later?”

“promises, promises.” But Stretch grudgingly did it, fussily making himself comfy in the middle of the bed with his head on one of the pillows. The way Edge’s eye lights raked down him made magic flush in his joints, stirring in his pelvic cavity and Stretch forced himself not to squirm. Didn’t want Edge to think he was too eager, not yet, anyway.

That was when he caught sight of the length of rope in Edge’s hand.

There was no way to hide the bright surge of his magic flaring, but Stretch went with nonchalant anyway. May as well make the attempt. “planning something special, babe?”

“I know you’d let me tie you up, if I asked,” Edge said bluntly. He held out the rope and let it dangle from his fingers. The end brushed against Stretch’s femur, scratchily ticklish.

Yeah, okay, fuck nonchalance.

“fuck, yes, i would,” Stretch breathed. Almost automatically, he lifted his hands over his head, crossing them at the wrists in blatant invitation. Edge’s eye lights narrowed, the crimson deepening.

“But I find I’m uncomfortable with the idea.” It took a moment for the meaning to filter through and once it did, Stretch could only blink in surprise, some of his desire fading back. “I haven’t been able to get past the idea that it might hurt you, love, and I wouldn’t be able to stand that. I couldn’t.”

“okay,” Stretch said, slowly. There wasn’t much point in arguing about it; he could snarl about his low HP and intent until the universes turned over again and shook them out someplace new, but in the end, Edge felt how he felt, and it was his choice. Sooooo…what was up with the rope? “then what did you have in mind?”

Edge shifted to put a knee on the bed, leaning over where Stretch’s hands were still above his head. He set the length of rope in Stretch’s hands and gently closed his fingers around it. It was soft in his grasp and Stretch could easily picture Edge testing lengths of rope, making sure to find something that wouldn’t be rough or irritating on his bones.

“I want you to hold that,” Edge told him. One gloved finger traced lightly over Stretch’s and he tightened his grip reflexively. “Keep your hands there, and don’t let go.”

“is that all?” Stretch asked skeptically and Edge hummed in amusement.

“No, as a matter of fact,” he said lightly. “I want your promise that you won’t let go.”

Oh, that was dirty pool, wasn’t it. But if that was the way Edge wanted to play…

”i promise.”

“Don’t let go,” Edge warned, and that earned him a scowl because Stretch had promised, hadn’t he? But that was okay, Stretch knew all his warning buttons, too, and knew exactly how to push them.

“you got it, boss.” Stretch didn’t miss the way Edge went briefly still, the faint tremor that went through him.

He leaned down, close to Stretch’s ear canal, and whispered, “Careful, don’t earn yourself a debt that you can’t repay.”

Stretch only tilted his skull until it gently knocked against Edge’s. “my mouth has been writing blank checks since i was born. we going to play or not?”

In answer, Edge moved down the bed to straddle Stretch’s femurs. The leather of his pants against his legs matched the leather of his gloves, buttery-soft, rasping against bone as he ran his fingers down Stretch’s rib cage, tracing his sternum, the fragile lines of his collarbone.

His touch was so familiar and once upon a time, in another world when he was another person, Stretch would have thought he’d get bored of hands that knew him so well. He might have laughed about it carelessly and moved on to the next anonymous body, and hands that didn’t know a thing about him and didn’t care to.

Now he could only whimper softly, the rope laying heavy in his own hands as Edge lingered at places he knew were sensitive; the spot where his ribs met his sternum, teasing the cartilage of his spine within his rib cage. Edge knew him, knew every part of him, and Stretch craved that touch like his own breath.

Those gloved fingertips skirted along his pelvis, swirling the heavy cloud of unformed magic that surged towards his touch.

Weakly, Stretch managed a teasing, “what are you thinking? pick a toy, any toy, babe, and you can play all you want.”

Edge took hold of his pubic symphysis firmly enough to make Stretch yelp, hooking his finger into the notch, and said bluntly, “I want your cock.”

The words were barely spoken when his magic took shape, giving Edge what he’d asked for. He took hold of the shaft in both hands, rubbing his thumbs up the underside, his weight holding Stretch down when he moaned and tried to lurch up into that touch.

“Beautiful,” Edge whispered, “Your cock is always so beautiful.”

Stretch squirmed, feeling magic heating in his cheek bones. He had a little of a love/hate thing going for the way Edge liked to talk about him. He didn’t want to hear that shit, except for how he desperately did, he didn’t want to want to hear it—all his fumbling thoughts shorted out when Edge shimmied down to crouch over him, tonguing lightly at the head, a smear of orange magic vibrant against the crimson of his tongue.

“fuck,” Stretch croaked out, twisting the rope in his hands, feeling the slight burn as it abraded lightly against the bones. Edge’s mouth was hot, always, the lush warmth of his magic reflective of his HP. The curl of his tongue was teasing, refusing to find a rhythm and when Stretch tried to arch up, firm hands settled on his pelvis, holding him down implacably.

Distantly, he had to give Edge credit; whether he’d come up with the idea himself or he read about it somewhere, trying to keep his hands tight around the rope while Edge was taking him apart with equal parts gentleness and calculated ruthlessness was nearly an unbearable struggle.

It took every ounce of his dwindling restraint to keep from grabbing Edge’s head and make him stop teasing, fuck, he couldn’t, he—

Even if he could have covered his mouth with his hands, there was no way Stretch could have smothered his cry of disappointment when Edge drew away, licking his teeth clean. The heavy way he was breathing was satisfying at least, the hot, crimson glow of his eye lights promising.

When Edge unzipped his pants, Stretch expected him to pull out his cock, hoping that maybe they’d get some nice, simple frottage going. He loved it when Edge held their cocks together, the slick slide of their magic in his fist, and both of them coming over the deep crimson of Edge’s glove would be a lovely sight.

Instead, he moved to slide his pants off entirely and Stretch was not expecting it to reveal the soft folds of a cunt.

“edge…” Stretch started, concerned. Two gloved fingertips resting lightly against his teeth silenced him.

“Trust me to know what I want,” Edge told him softly.

“i trust you,” Stretch whispered hoarsely, because he did, he trusted Edge with his life, his soul, his sanity, everything, but not always with himself. He still couldn’t help but watch as Edge straddled him again, slipping a hand between his own legs to circle a thumb over his clit.

“I’ve been practicing,” Edge groaned, his hips pushing into his own touch.

That sounded ungodly hot. The thought of Edge alone on their bed with his knees spread wide and two fingers deep inside of himself…or maybe using a toy, teasing himself with a dildo or a vibrator. Stretch wouldn’t have been the slightest bit surprised to find out that Edge had thoroughly researched best practices for learning to orgasm through penetration. It had taken him a little while to get into the physicality of sex, but once he had, Edge was the furthest thing from prudish about it.

Even from here, Stretch could see his pussy was glistening wetly and hell, maybe he’d missed a show while he was in the shower, what a fucking shame.

He only noticed how hard he was gripping the rope when his fingers started aching and Stretch forcibly relaxed his hands even as he caught his breath, not even blinking as Edge shuffled back, reaching between them to hold his cock, guiding it to press against slick folds.

“ah, fuck, fuck, babe,” Stretch gasped as Edge slid down. He couldn’t look away, watching his cock disappear into him. Edge’s sockets were closed, his tongue caught lightly between his teeth and he was so gorgeously tight, lushly wet. He took his time, moving agonizingly slow, until Stretch was deep inside him, feeling his cunt clenching sweetly around him as Edge settled against him.

“There,” Edge said hoarsely. He opened his sockets, his eye lights wide and soft, spreading his hands out on Stretch’s rib cage for balance. The first tentative shift of his hips dragged a cry from deep in Stretch’s soul. They’d only done this a couple of times before and it had been nothing like this, any of his own pleasure muted, washed away by Edge’s obvious discomfort in it.

Nothing at all like this, with Edge finding a rhythm, clumsily at first and then moving with more confidence. Shifting and squirming until he found an angle that left both of them gasping. Edge moved faster, his jaw dropping open as groans strangled out of him, his own control shaking loose as he moved harder, relentlessly.

Stretch struggled against the rope as if it was actually binding him, because wasn’t it? Binding him with a promise and he could only clutch it, grinding it painfully into his finger bones and he could only let Edge ride him, the tight softness of his cunt easing and then sucking him in each time Edge rose and fell. It was too much, it was unbearable, all the heated magic in his bones coalescing into a hot point of pleasure.

“oh, fuck, i can’t—” was all Stretch managed to choke out and then he was coming, his magic flaring with the throes of his orgasm, and he didn’t let go of the rope, he didn’t, shaking and whimpering, and coming inside Edge with a hot flood. It lasted a tiny eternity until he collapsed back against the mattress, sweat dripping from him and Edge still on top of him, unmoving while Stretch slowly went soft inside him.

Um, yeah, he hadn’t actually ordered a side of humiliation with his sex today.

“fuck, i’m sorry,” Stretch said miserably, closing his sockets against the embarrassed heat rising in his face. Sure, it had been a long time since he’d had sex that way, but damn, Edge never came before him, always made sure he was satisfied and the first time Edge had really been enjoying penetrative sex, Stretch had gone off like a fucking firecracker.

Soft leather brushed his cheek bone, fingertips grazing, “No need to apologize for that, love, you’re beautiful when you come. And it isn’t as if I’m bereft of other options.”

A quiet, wet sound made him open his sockets in time to see Edge sliding a hand back between his legs, gloved fingers rubbing where they were still joined. His moans were soft, eager, and he moved into his own touch, his pelvis rocking minutely as he rubbed his thumb against his clit.

Stretch’s hands flexed, his sore phalanges clenching around the rope, desperate to join Edge’s, to touch him and watch pleasure flare in his eye lights.

“let me help,” Stretch pleaded.

“No, I don’t think so,” Edge panted, all his collectedness lost, his bones gleaming with sweat. “You want to be forgiven? Then you can watch.”

And he did, until his sockets ached with dryness, unable to look away as Edge’s little movements went jerky. The leather of his glove was soaked with mingled orange and red, his come seeping out to slick it, trailing obscenely down Edge’s femurs.

His fingers moved faster, almost desperately, and Stretch watched as Edge stiffened and came with a cry, shuddering and jerking, his magic sparkling brilliantly in brief, gorgeous flare. Soon enough he sagged down to sprawl heavily across Stretch, all awkward bones grinding against each other. He stirred quickly enough, before his weight was too much, shifting up on his elbows but Stretch didn’t notice.

Instead, he was trembling desperately, stuttering out, “please, uncle, okay? please let me…let me… i need to…i need…please…”

“You can let go,” Edge told him hoarsely and instantly, Stretch’s arms were around him, fumbling over him. Sweat slicked his hands as he tried to touch Edge everywhere, needed to touch him, his fingers scraping against his ribs and spine, grazing between his legs and drawing a hiss from Edge as they slid clumsily against his still-sensitive cunt.

“beautiful, fuck, baby, you were so beautiful, i love you, i love you so much,” Stretch babbled out, quieting as Edge soothed him, stroking him and settling him. He pulled the comforter around them both before their sweat cooled enough for Stretch to feel chilled.

When Stretch was calmer, curled up drowsily against him, Edge took hold of one of his hands carefully, lifting it and frowning at the lightly chafed bones.

“don’t start fretting, edgelord,” Stretch mumbled sleepily. “that’ll be gone in a couple hours and you know it.”

“it was supposed to be a way to keep you from being hurt,” Edge said softly. He pressed a gentle kiss into Stretch’s palm. The heat of his breath was soothing.

“believe me, i’m not complaining,” Stretch said dryly. Tired as he was, he managed to tip his head up enough to look Edge in the face. “if that was hurting me, consider this an open invitation to do it again, anytime.”

The emotions that flitted across Edge’s face went too fast for Stretch to interpret before they disappeared beneath Edge’s normal stoicism. Not much use in pushing the point right now and Stretch snuggled back into the comforter, resting his cheek against Edge’s sternum. Bone against bone wasn’t perfectly comfortable without a thin cushion of clothing between them, but Stretch wasn’t about to let Edge go long enough to put on some pajamas, not now.

Beneath his cheek bone he could feel the delicate pulse of Edge’s soul, unmanifested but it was there, its presence strong and comforting. Even better, he could feel Edge’s breathing evening out and Stretch smiled a little, cuddling closer.

This wasn’t exactly how he’d imagined getting Edge to take a nap, but he had to admit, it was better than his plan.

Getting chloroform was a bitch, anyway.

-finis-

#spicyhoney #papcest #keelywolfe #underfell #underswap #underswap papyrus #underfell papyrus #by any other name

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*slides you like five dollars n some pocket lint* please tell all there is to know about a couple of your ocs maybe please i’m dying scoob (aka i just read the new chapter of red strings and it was so fuckin good i’m /dead/. op you have killed me with your good good words and i’m forever grateful. i would die for yumiko and kura and i adore how you write mori’s pov)

(^^^ my reaction to getting this because hearing people say they like my writing and characters makes me beyond happy!!!! @mercutio-of-verona thanks a lot for the ask)Aaaaahhhh thank you so much!!!! Honestly I was so worried about writing Mori’s pov and I’m so relieved to see others liked it! And I’m so happy to hear you like Yumi and Kura (especially Kura because I’m always so worried about how people will receive him)

I have way to many ocs and way too many oc tags (and hey if you or anyone ever wants to ask me about those 👀 👀 👀 👀 I ain’t stopping ya) so I’m just gonna write a small blurb on Kura, and Chieko because I have put way too much thought into things that have next to no reason to ever be written down!

Sooooo I guess I should start with Kura! So I want to make it clear that I really do love Kuranosuke!! But when I first tried to write him I thought whats your standard best friend character in anime? How do I write him in the exact opposite? Because originally Kura was meant to be much, much more terrible of a person then he’s turning out! He was originally meant to only be this vague acquaintance Yumiko had to at least have some kind of childhood connection. He was supposed to be an incredibly intimidating, really awful guy that did give some pretty good advice but do you honestly want to talk to this scary guy? Hell no. But somewhere along the line I just kept writing him and rewriting him, either in small little drabbles or old concepts his character stubbornly changed! he became a wanna-be cool guy that yeah is technically a future gang leader but honestly? Much rather be getting sushi or ramen or beating up random people who piss him off, especially if it’s with his super cool totally badass best friend! He’s just become this kind of intimidating guy who’s not really a good person to people he couldn’t give a shit about but around his friends? Around the people he wants to impress? Total lame-o who was a hell of a lot cooler with his mouth shut.I have a lot of pointless things for him figured out because they’re just things I like but can’t really figure out to squeeze in, like how he actually has a big sister but she kind of ran off (rumors say she ran off with a pure-hearted girl she met in her last year of high school which kura’s just kinda hey hats off to you sis congrats send me wedding pics, now I GET TO BE NEXT IN LINE)He likes spicy food but only in a ‘other people wont eat it so I”M GONNA EAT WATCH ME STUFF THIS WHOLE BOLE IN MY MOUTH IN ONE GO’ kind of way. He really likes hamsters. They’re cute.

At one point he did have a crush on Yumiko and in an older concept he was gonna be a sort of weird ‘rival-but-not-really-rival’ who was gonna confront Mori in this weird “I’ve loved her for years why should I give up now” type of thing that I’m so grateful I dropped really quickly. Now any and all of Mori and Kura interaction can be summarised as ‘Excuse you my super cool best friend? Get your own ya rich jerk.’

Chieko was actually not meant to be as important of a character as she’s become. She was definitely gonna have A Role but the role of one of Yumiko’s close school friends? That was actually meant for another character who just didn’t end up being introduced (yet). I kinda find it funny that Yumiko’s crush just kind of kept her clinging to the shy girl. I think that’s why if there’s ever anything that seems….I guess inconsistent about Chieko then it’s definitely because she was not meant to be around as much as she has. But with all the rewrites I’ve made to chapters and the occasional one-shot I plan on posting as an end of chapter omake, she’s become pretty important and actually really necessary.for Yumiko and her character development…Maybe that’s why the girl has so little friends? (woops)

This is just a tad spoilry but make no mistake, Chieko is now always gonna be around because even if Yumiko’s heart goes doki-doki around her now, both girls really do value each others friendship. As for Chieko’s former role, she was meant to be a weird sort explanation on the Red String. She was really meant to show that ‘yeah red strings are a thing but love can still happen no matter what’ because originally Chieko was not meant to already have her red string. When I started writing her more new ideas kept popping up and now she’s still kind of an explanation on ‘yeah you can meet your soul mate but sometimes people aren’t meant to love each other yet’.

Her stutter can actually be kind of annoying to write sometimes but I can’t really imagine writing her with anything else, she’s nowhere near confidant or calm enough to talk without one.I also don’t know if I made it clear enough but Chieko really is impressed with Yumiko and she actually does have an idea on what really happened to cause Yumiko to show up to school in bandages (’my good friend really needs a ride to different school, regularly is taken to school by boy on a motorcycle who has a scary look, has bandages on hands’) and because of this she’s anxiously waiting on her meeting with Kura. (is that out of fear over scary boy or so she can stutter out a scolding for letting her friend get hurt? Who knows?)

I somehow ended up with all sorts of useful information thanks to her stubbornly hanging around. Like her brothers? She actually has a third but that boy got disowned and he actually works as a teacher at Kura’s school. She actually has a guilty pleasure for super sour things but is too self-conscious about her expressions to really eat them a lot. She knows her crush is hopeless but eh, she’s a spoiled teenage girl with a crush she’s here to enjoy it. She also thinks Yumiko and Mori would be an adorably odd couple especially if it’s a double date with her and Honey but that’s a thought for herself and herself only

Oh jeez…I ended up writing a lot…

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Chapter 7

Y/N POV:

After the meeting with Shawn, Andrew, and David, I started heading home.

I got home around 5:00 pm.

I was so excited about telling everyone the news!

They were going to freak, and sadly make fun of me. Ughhh they are going to tease me so bad!

I got the control, and opened up the huge gate that guards The Dream Team's House.

I drove passed the gates that opened to the house. I then parked in the huge driveway, I was too lazy to park in the garage! I just want to get out of the car and tell everyone the news.

I got off my Range Rover and ran into the house! I opened the door and everyone was in the living room waiting for me!

Once they saw me they all stood up, excitedly.

I yelled in excitement and starting jumping up and down. I had no idea how to release all these emotions and feelings, that I jumped in excitement.

By my facial expression and actions, everyone knew the meeting went well and started celebrating with me!

The girls starting jumping and hugging me. The girls and I starting yelling out of happiness.

Everyone started hugging me, smiles plastered on everyone's faces!

"Y/N/N!! How did it go??" Dylan asked holding my hands, sitting me down.

Everyone one sat on the couches, wanting to hear everything that went down in the meeting.

"Oh Dyl!! Everything went perfect!" I said embracing him in a tight hug.

Dylan smiled in the hug closing his eyes. He was happy that his sister was accomplishing her dreams!

"I bet! Oh Y/N, I'm so happy for you! What happened I want all the details!" Dylan said to her in a kind of valley girl voice.

"Ok, ok! I'm sorry to intrude in your guys little moment! Which I might say is cute and all but, we all want to know what happened!!" Tessa said anxiously.

I giggled and pulled away from Dylan.

"Alright sis! Go on!" Garrett said curiously.

"Ok!" I geeked.

Ivan chuckled.

"So everything went amazing! It was a dream come true! Nothing could've gone wrong! It was with the perfect artist and perfect plans for collaboration!" I said explaining it to my family and friends.

"Who was the artist!??" Froy asked.

I blushed, remembering what occurred in the meeting.

"Sh-Shawn." I whispered shyly.

"I didn't catch that. Who??" Ivan said loudly.

"Sh-Shawn!" I said louder, making sure everyone heard.

Everyone gasped, covering their mouths in shock.

I blushed.

"Awww! You're blushing!" Bethany giggled.

"No I'm not!" I said covering my face with my hands.

"Awwww!!" Tessa said loudly.

"Hey!! Dylan I think we're gonna have to give Shawn the talk!! Someone wants our little sister!" Garrett said half joking.

"Already on it!" Dylan said protectively.

"Noo!! You two aren't doing anything!" I said pointing to my brothers.

"Ohh! You can't stop us little sis!" Dylan said evilly.

I rolled my eyes.

"We'll join the talk too!" Emilio said referring to the male members of the team.

Froy and Ivan agreed, nodding.

I glared at all of them, " You guys aren't doing anything!" I said to them.

"Just ignore them! Go on with the story!" Jazzy said.

"Alright! So I was sat in a waiting area, while David Massey the CEO of Island Records would come for me. He came within a few minutes and he introduced himself. He then led me into the meeting. That's when I saw Shawn!" I said excitedly.

"What did you do?? Cry? Scream??" Garrett said teasingly.

Dylan laughed, listening to my story.

"Ha-ha-ha!" I faked laughed. "More like fainted!"

"No way!!" Tessa yelled.

"Omg! That's priceless!" Garrett said falling to the floor in tears.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"You fell for him! LITERALLY!" Garrett said laughing at his joke.

"Yeah, but she fainted Gar!" Dylan says trying to stress his point to Garrett "how are you feeling now sis? Do you want water or something?" Dylan says feeling my forehead, acting like her cared but he really was holding back his laughs.

"Immmm fine D, really!" I say pushing his hand away, while kinda whining at him.

"Are you sure because, I'm here and can get anything." Dylan says.

"Really I'm fine, Gosh you're just as bad as Shawn, Andrew and David." I say hugging him to reassure him that I'm ok.

"Awww they were worried about you!?" Jazzy says laughing as she tries to stop Dylan from being overprotective.

"Ok just let me know ok?" Dylan says while keeping a close eye on me. Man overprotective ass lol, but I gotta love my brother.

"Ok D, I promise." I say giving him a small kiss on the cheek.

Everyone started laughing, and cracking jokes.

I just laid my back on the cushions, looking at them with a straight face. I was dreading this moment!

"Oh come on!! Crack a smile at least!" Dylan said laughing his ass off in the floor.

I rolled my eyes.

"Laugh all you want! At least he caught me before I fell!" I said and stood up. I started walking towards the stairs, giving up on them.

"No! Come back! We're sorry!" Froy said still laughing.

I walked back the them, "Fine!"

They all calmed down and sat down.

"So we continued on with the meeting. David started telling me about how Shawn found out about me through my covers. Shawn then went on, telling me how he wanted to collaborate with me!" I said.

"How does he want to collaborate with you??" Dylan asked curiously.

"Well a few collaborations actually! He wants to make a song together, make a music video-" I was saying.

"Oh my god! That's great!!" Garrett said hugging me.

Everyone starting congratulating me, again.

I giggled, "That's not even the best part!" I giggled.

"What? What can be better than this??" Bethany said.

"I-I'm going on tour with him!!" I said standing up, putting my arms up in the air.

"Ahhhhhh! I'm so happy for you!! Tessa yelled and attacked me in a hug! Jazzy joining us making us fall to the ground.

"But we'll miss you sooooo much baby sis!" Dylan says a little over reacting, but still having a sad face.

Bethany joined us on the ground, making us laugh.

"Incoming!" Emilio said jumping into us.

All the guys started joining, making a dog pile on me.

I was in the bottom of everyone! I was suffocated, yet I still loved it. I was with my family! They all loved me and they were happy for me.

I laughed, kicking everyone off of me! Some screamed in pain.

"We have to celebrate!! Let's go out for dinner!!" Dylan suggested.

"It's getting kinda late, Dyl. Maybe we can reschedule it for tomorrow?" I said.

"Yeah! I think so! She still has to process everything and rest! This is all too hectic for her!" Garrett said to Dylan.

"You're right! Everyone Dinner tomorrow!!" Dylan yelled to everyone.

"Yeah in that case, we can invite mom and dad!" I said.

"And also!!! When I'm on tour, you guys can come to concerts for free!!" I said excitedly.

"Omg! No way!" Bethany said, attacking me in a hug.

I giggled, and nodded.

A few minutes after, Dylan and Garrett had to get going.

I went into my room after they had left.

I just laid down on my comfy bed.

I was thinking about everything that has just occurred in my life. It was huge! This could change my life!

I then heard my door slam open.

I looked up and saw the girls.

They shut the door closed and hopped on my bed!

"We want to know everything!!" Jazzy said.

"About what?" I giggled.

"OH! you know what we mean?!" Bethany said.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"Huh?" I said living my eyebrows.

"About Shawn!! How was it like being so close to him??" Tessa said cheerfully.

"Oh!" I chuckled, blushing.

"We didn't ask you in front of the guys obviously!" Jazzy said.

"Of course! This is girl talk!" I smiled.

"So... Explain!" Bethany said.

I giggled.

"When I walked in the meeting with David, I still had no idea that Shawn was the artist. So when I walked in and saw him, I guess my body didn't know how to react or something, so I fainted. That's when everything went blank. I didn't know what happened after that!" I explained.

The girls listened intently.

"So I woke up and saw that I was in Shawn's arms! Our bodies were so close to each other! I saw all of his facial features, his hair, his skin, his nose, ears, everything! It was everything I imagined, and better!" I said dreamingly.

"Awww! That's so cute!" Tessa said hugging me.

I blushed.

"He was so cute! He was so worried about me! He even offered to take me home!" I said.

"Y/N! You should've said yes! We could've met him!" Jazzy said laughing.

I rolled my eyes, "He was so nice and sweet! He spoke in such a kind sweet, manner. Now that I notice though, he kinda seemed nervous." I said.

"Nervous?? Nervous how?" Bethany asked, curiously.

"I don't know! Like he would scratch the back of his neck sometimes and I don't know. Like small things like that!" I said.

"Well... Maybe he likes you! You make him nervous!" Jazzy said.

I rolled my eyes and huffed.

"He does not like me! Why would he like me?" I babbled.

"Oh please! Look at you!" Tessa scoffed.

"You have the perfect face! Perfect body! Perfect personality!" Jazzy states.

"Oh stop it!!" I blushed.

"It's true!" Bethany said.

"Well Thanks! But let's change the subject." I laughed.

"Have you told the fans??" Tessa asked.

"Actually! I haven't. But I'm going to make a cover and in the end I'm going to give out the news!!" I said.

"That's great! We'll let you be then. If you need anything just ask!" Tessa said, hugging me.

I smiled and they all left.

I started setting up my camera, and all my set-up necessities.

I sat down and started the cover!

I decided to do one of Shawn's songs, since the news is about him.

Video of Cover:

So that's lost in Japan for you all!! Shawn is such a great artist, with his music and just his personality in general! I really love this song, and really his whole album in general.

So you all are probably thinking that this is just a normal cover video. You know, me singing a Shawn song, normal right? But really I chose a Shawn song, again, because I have some great news!!

This news is honestly a dream come true! Something I never expected to happen, but always thought about.

So this news is so HUGE! I don't know how to say it! But, I'm just going to say it!!

I'm going on tour with Shawn Mendes!!

And some crazy things happened!! But I don't wanna say anything. I will probably make a video about how exactly this all happened! And maybe Shawn can be in the video??? Maybe saying his point of view of everything that happened?!

So this is all brand new to me! I still don't have all the information on stuff, but once tickets start selling I will inform you all! So stay tuned.

And I want to use this time to tell you guys that DREAMS DO COME TRUE! You guys just have to work for it! If you guys know me, you guys know that I've loved Shawn, for the longest time ever! I always talked about him, sang his songs, bought his Merch, etc. And now look, I'm going on a World Tour with him!

So pursue your dreams! Because they can become reality!

Love you guys!

I'll keep you guys posted on everything!

I turned off the camera, and started editing right away!

I didn't really have to edit the actual cover, to show the whole song. I started editing on the part where I was telling the news.

Once I finished editing, I looked over to the video again and made sure everything was perfect.

The video started uploading on Youtube!

Title:

Lost in Japan Cover! + Huge News!

Once I started uploading the video, I starting looking over the love aka the likes, comments, thumbs up, views, etc.

After 20 minutes of looking over the video's love, I closed my computer.

I laid down on my bed, and remembered that Shawn told me to text him.

As I was about to type a text, I started getting butterflies in my stomach!

I didn't even realize that I was smiling like a goof, until my phone turned off and the black screen showed my reflection!

I sighed, and started texting him.

Y/N: Hey Shawn! It's me, Y/N

A few seconds later he responded.

S: Hi Y/N!

S: How are you?

Y/N: hey! I'm good, how about you?

S: Im good!

S: Do you want to FaceTime instead?

S: I'm not that good with texting.

Y/N: Of course!

Y/N: FaceTime is so much better anyway.

S: It really is!

S: I'm calling you right now.

I then got a FaceTime call from Shawn!

I gladly accepted the call.

S: Hi again! *he says chuckling and waving his hand to the camera*

Y/N: *giggled* Hi *waving to the camera*

S: How are you?

Y/N: I'm good. Just laying down in bed. *laughes* What about you?

S: Just got together with my team after our meeting! I just told them that you're going to be part of our team now! *Shawn said excitedly*

Y/N: Aww that's so sweet! Thank you!

S: Of course.

Y/N: I can't wait to meet everyone!

S: They can't wait to meet you too! I showed them your covers, and a few other videos of yours! They really like you!

Y/N: shawn! Now when I meet them I'm going to be nervous! That makes me glad that they like me though, but now I'm going to be so nervous!

S: Noo!! Don't be nervous! I'll be right by your side *laughs* don't be nervous they'll like you!

Y/N: alright... Thank you! So which videos exactly did you show them??

S: I'm not going to tell you...

Y/N: What?? Why *Laugh*

S: because then your gonna be even more nervous!!

Y/N: *playfully rolls eyes* fine *sighs and laughs*

S: *Laughs*

Y/N: *blushes*

S: so are you free tomorrow?? Maybe we can meet up in a cafe or something? To get to start meeting each other! I can tell we're gonna get along really well.. but like getting to know each other like without Andrew and David. Like just us!! *rambles*

Y/N: *giggles and blushes* sure! I'd love too!!

S: *smiles* Perfect! Where would you like to meet? And it'll be on me! So don't worry about paying or anything like that!

Y/N: Noo!! I'll pay for myself! Don't waste your money on me! And anywhere you want!

S: No really it's ok. I want to pay for you. We are on tour, so maybe one day you can pay! *shawn lies, he would let Y/N pay for anything*

Y/N: I'm only saying yes right now but tomorrow While we're paying I'm not letting you *laughs*

S: This conversation will continue tomorrow's then! *shawn says stubbornly *

Y/N: it sure will *laughs*

S: *Shawn rolls his eyes playfully and laughs*

S: So where would you like me to take you out to eat and chat??

Y/N: *giggles and blushes* You mean I'll pay for myself! And what would you like to eat?

S: Maybe a Starbucks?

Y/N: sure! Whatever you'd like! And I love Starbucks! *says excitedly*

S: perfect! You live in calabasas right?

Y/N: yeah!

S: alright then the Starbucks in Calabasas will do

Y/N: alright! What time??

S: what time do you usually drink Starbucks?

Y/N: Usually when I wake up! But I usually postmate it home! *laughs*

S: you're like Camila! *laughs*

S: Today you'll have a early morning coffee with me! You won't have to postmate it *chuckles*

Y/N: Sounds like a plan!

We talked a little more and set up a time to meet up! We had to end the call because Shawn had to head to his condo in L.A.

I got up and showered.

I showered quickly and headed to my closet, with a towel around my body. I then change into my pajamas:

I then go and put my hair up for the night:

I grab some fluffy socks then go and get into my bed. I pull the Comforter over me and sink into my bed. I grab the remote off my nightstand. I turn on the tv and decide to watch the end of teen beach movie.

I was so amused by seeing my self in tv. I loved acting! It then reminds me that my season of Supernatural is almost airing! So that means that the season premiere was almost happening!!

A few minutes later it's over and I turn the tv off, then turn off the lamp by my bed. Just as I start to go to sleep I hear my phone go off next to me. I grab it and see that there is a text from Shawn and I immediately smile. I also giggle at his new name that I had put in earlier.

Muffin man: Goodnight beautiful! Hope you sleep well. Can't wait to see you tomorrow!

Y/n: Goodnight to you too handsome! Can't wait either!!

Then I put my music on and put my phone on the bedside table. I slowly go to sleep with a smile on my face and dreaming about the future.

Hey guys! So I just wanna say that the FaceTime photo is not ours, we got in online. Also the YouTube video is not ours. I want to give credit the the ones who made it. Love you all. And thank out for reading❤️❤️~ Marjorie

#shawn mendes #shawn mendes imagine #shawn mendes x reader #Shawn Mendes Book #shawn mendes fanfic #shawn mendes fanfiction #shawn peter raul mendes #y/n #shawn mendes x y/n

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