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maybankiara · 4 years

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MY GOD, YOU’RE A SWEET THING

pairing: JJ Maybank x Female!Reader

prompt: “When the sun sets and darkness comes, I only remember your warmth, where the stars wrap around us. I’m going there, I’ll be there”- Highlight by SEVENTEEN (from my song prompt list)

summary: It’s prom night and JJ has a surprise planned for you.

word count: 3.1k

additional: i was listening to hozier while writing this and this ended up being the most emotional fluffy piece i’ve ever written, which was completely the opposite of my initial idea for the prompt (it was supposed to be more about the darkness - ended up being about the stars instead). i highly recommend listening to heavenly day by patty griffin as you read, specifically from the middle onwards (you’ll be able to tell).

written for @kiarasflowr

requests are open

‘You look amazing,’ your sister says.

You look at her and feel the smile taking over your entire face; her eyes are gazing at you in awe, her mouth agape, and you never thought you’d be able to get a reaction like this out of her.

‘Thank you, Lou.’

‘Don’t let it get to your head,’ she replies, spreading across your bed. ‘It’s one day out of thousands.’

‘JJ thinks I’m amazing every day.’

Louise snorts. ‘Believe me, he doesn’t.’

‘Scoot, you pest.’

Despite your words, you cannot help but smile at your little sister. She completely ignores your order and remains seated on your bed, typing away on her phone. You turn around your axis, watching as the fabric of the dress flows with each of your movements.

You spent months looking for it. Kiara and Sarah helped out as much as they could, but where Sarah was overly girly, Kiara was overly boyish for your taste, and you ended up finding the dress alone, with Lou by your side. The material is light, a faded blue, and it feels as if you aren’t wearing anything at all.

Louise was the one who helped you out with your hair, managing to get it to look all nice and put in all the right places. You did your own makeup, with Louise helping out every now and then, and you think you look good.

Like you told Lou, JJ is going to like you no matter what. It doesn’t hurt that you’d like to exceptionally good for a change, too.

Not long after, the doorbell rings. Even Louise’s face lights up as she realises what time it is. She walks you to the stairs and you hear your dad open the door, even though you asked to be the one to do so.

It doesn’t matter.

Lou steps in front of you, unable to shy away from the grin on her face. ‘He’s going to fall on his ass when he sees you.’

You chuckle, quirking an eyebrow. ‘You think so?’

‘Puh-lease. You look like a freaking goddess. Do you think I’m shabby with anything I do?’

‘Sure thing, Lou. It’s all you.’

‘Damn right it is.’ She leans over the ledge and peeks into the hallway. ‘She’ll be right down!’

‘Did you see him?’ you ask.

‘Mhm.’

‘What does he look like?’

Lou peeks over the ledge again, then grins. ‘He matched the tie. And the handkerchief. Y/N, stop smiling like that, it’s too much.’

‘Oh shut up, Lou!’

‘You ready?’

‘Don’t make a big fuss out of it.’

�� She nods, stepping backwards towards the beginning of the staircase. ‘Duly noted and consciously ignored. Ladies and gentlemen,’ Lou announces, ‘welcome Y/N Y/L/N, and prepare to be amazed. Maybank, if she doesn’t come back in one piece, I’ll cut off your di—’

‘Enough,’ you hear your dad say sternly, even if his voice is at the edge of cracking up. There’s another nervous chuckle that you recognise as your boyfriend’s, and your heart flutters in your chest.

Louise walks down first and you follow right behind. The heels are medium high but it still takes you a bit longer to make your way down, making the whole thing more dramatic than it already is.

You keep your eyes on the ground and you tell yourself it’s because you don’t want to miss a step – in reality, you know that the moment you look up, the magic will either devour you whole, or dissipate.

But you do, because you come to the last step, and your eyes lock with JJ’s and—

If you didn’t believe in magic before, you do now.

‘Hi,’ he says, except he stammers it, and you see him struggling to contain himself as a wide smile spreads across his face. ‘You look – Um, you’re stunning.’

You smile, walk over to him, and kiss him on the cheek. He’s wearing a suit that Kiara’s dad gave him and it looks good on him, making him a little less scrawny than he usually seems. You giggle when you notice that Louise wasn’t kidding when she said he matched his tie and handkerchief with your dress.

‘Kie and Pope helped out,’ he mumbles.

‘It looks dashingly handsome,’ you say honestly, loving the effect your words have on him. He blushes and he looks away, staring at behind you as you fix his tie. ‘They did a good job.’

‘Stop complimenting me. I don’t know how to react.’

This is where the conversation ends, as your dad steps between the two of you to take photos. Your whole family poses with you and your mom quickly takes over your dad’s place in the pictures. JJ finds it amusing and even though he doesn’t say anything, you can tell he wishes his family could give him this experience, too.

Instead, you just squeeze his hand and brush through his hair with your fingertips, hoping that he knows that you are his family.

The rest of the Pogues are waiting for the two of you outside, in John B’s van. Lots of compliments are exchanged and you were right when you thought the whole group would look amazing – both Sarah and Kiara look just as good as you feel, and the boys match the vibe perfectly.

You sit in the back, with your hand in JJ’s lap as he plays with your fingers. You’re not nervous anymore – it’s impossible to be nervous when you’re with him.

It’s a good feeling to walk into your gym hall and see it entirely redecorated into a dance venue, littered with balloons and tapestries and tables and chairs and glasses and lots of punch that you are certain has already been spiked. John B takes the lead towards your table, holding Sarah’s hand. The whole group sits down and thankfully, the tables are set for six people, and you know you’re not going to be bothered by anyone else.

JJ leans into your ear soon after the music begins. ‘Let’s go take pictures.’

‘Seriously?’

He nods.

‘I thought you said prom pictures are dumb.’

‘Well,’ he says, playing with your fingers again, ‘I decided that they’re not dumb if I want memories of tonight.’

You grin at him and kiss him quickly, briefly, knowing that in just a few hours, you’d be able to do more than that. ‘You’re a softie.’

‘Hush. Don’t let anyone hear you.’

The two of you chat and laugh as you walk over to the photo booth. Someone on the prom committee decided that having a person taking the photos would be too expensive, so all you’ve got it a shitty photo booth. Somehow, it fits the vibe, too.

Everything seems about tonight seems to be perfect. You’re just waiting for it to crash.

You sit down and JJ pulls you into his lap, kissing you fully on the mouth. You don’t have a lot of time so he places a few quick kisses on your neck, before looking up at you. ‘Do you think they have cameras in here?’

‘I’m pretty sure that’s illegal.’

‘It’s America.’ JJ shrugs. ‘They can do whatever they want.’

You laugh and brush the hair off his forehead, giving it a kiss. ‘I think we’re good.’

At this, JJ reaches into the pocket of his vest and takes out a small flask. By his devilish grin, you can tell you’re not going to be using that to spike any punches.

He unwinds the cap and raises it to you. ‘Ladies first.’

‘Yes, sir.’ You take a swig and feel the whiskey burn in your throat, but you let it simmer. It’s good whiskey – probably the best one you’ve ever had. You don’t want to know where and how JJ got it.

Once you’ve both had a bit each, you finally take those photos. They’re goofy, mostly, and perfect representations of your relationship with JJ, and you know they’ll be something you’ll cherish for the rest of your life. But then just as you think you’re done, JJ tells you that he wants to take some proper ones.

‘Never thought I’d hear you say that,’ you admit.

JJ shrugs, his eyes glancing to your lips. ‘Never thought I’d attend a prom with you.’

‘Sap.’

‘Quiet.’

He puts the coin in the place and holds you close, gazing into your eyes. The flash goes off and you’re expecting him to move, except he doesn’t – he only drops his gaze to your lips and kisses you softly, lips barely brushing against yours.

The flash goes off again and you hardly notice. JJ leans his forehead against yours, cradling your cheeks with a delicate touch, as if you were something he’s afraid to crush underneath his fingertips.

The flash goes off for the last time. The sound of the pictures being printed is loud, and you can tell someone is waiting to get into the booth, but all of this could just as easily not be happening.

The only thing you’re aware of is your face in JJ’s hands, his forehead against yours, his breath fanning your lips lightly, the smell of whiskey prominent.

‘I love you,’ he whispers.

You kiss the words from his mouth.

Some time later, everyone in your group is quite tipsy. The punch has been spiked, the whiskey has been shared (turns out, all the boys chipped in for the whiskey as a gift to the girls), and the songs have been danced to. It’s easy and it’s natural, and it just feels like a fancy party at the Boneyard.

It’s one of the best nights of your life.

You and JJ dance with the rest of the group to most songs, but you sit down for the slow ones. It’s for JJ, mostly, as you know he doesn’t trust in his slow dancing skills enough to do it in front of everybody.

Whenever he apologises for it, you squeeze his hand and tell him that you’re happy, anyway. It would make the night even better, but it doesn’t make it any less great.

JJ kisses you, without a fail, every time you give him reassurance. You’re definitely one of the most PDA couples, with John B and Sarah still taking the cake.

At almost the very end of the night, with some half hour left before the after party at the Boneyard, JJ gets up from his seat, during one of the slow songs.

‘C’mon,’ he says, tugging at your hand.

You get up, fumbling with your dress, your eyebrows furrowed but a smile dancing in the corners of your lips. ‘Where are we going?’

‘Shh.’

JJ leads you through the hall and out of it, sneaking past the policemen guarding the entrance to the gym hall, and all the way to the inside of the building. You keep wanting to ask questions and he keeps shushing you, a vibrant smile on his face.

It’s the thrill that’s keeping you both going. You can hear your heart thumping in your chest and the dress flows around your legs as you run as quietly as possible, holding JJ’s hand. You’re laughing with a hand over your mouth, and when he looks at you, the adoration in his eyes almost melts you.

When you finally come to a halt, it’s right in front of the balcony through the school’s art gallery. JJ fumbles through his pocket with one hand, not letting go of yours.

‘JJ—’

He shushes you again. You press your lips together, feeling both immense excitement and the early bubbles of annoyance with constantly being hushed. You watch as JJ takes a bunch of keys and puts one of them in the key hole, grinning at you devilishly.

You sigh, shake your head, and give in to the smile that overtakes every other emotion on your face.

JJ pushes the door open and motions for you to walk in first, which you do. He closes the door behind you, quietly, and rubs his thumb against the palm of your hand.

The music from the hall is long enough for you to hear it even now; JJ keeps checking his wristwatch, leading you through the gallery.

‘What are we doing?’ you whisper. ‘And if you shush me again—’

He crashes his lips against yours. His hands cradle your neck, thumbs moving along your jaw, and the kiss eases into softness. Your hands instinctively find themselves at his sides, and he steps closer, until there’s no space between you.

You feels his breath on your lips and both of you are out of breath, even though you shouldn’t be.

This feels like something more.

When you look at him, JJ’s eyes are closed.

‘What are we doing?’

‘Wait,’ he whispers.

His eyes open and he kisses you again, quickly, before taking your hand again and leading you through the gallery, to the balcony. He unlocks the door and closes it once you’re both out, in the fresh air. You’re surprised that you can hear the music well, as the air carries it in an unusual way – it’s loud but faint in melody, almost as it were sang by nature itself.

It’s the second time that night that you believe in magic.

‘How do you like it?’

You look at JJ and find him smiling at you, his gaze taking you in. He always looks at you with hunger, but one that’s nothing like the hunger you see in most boys – this is something deeper, a different kind of craving, one that isn’t wanting your body, but your soul, instead.

You take a step closer and kiss him on the cheek, the way you always do. Your hands cradle his face and your thumb brushes the edges of his lips, your eyes following your finger.

‘I love it, J.’

He smiles and you can almost see him breathe out the tension within him. ‘Good. But that’s not it.’

‘It’s not?’

‘Nope.’ He steps back and creates space between you, before taking your hands in his. ‘Do you trust me?’

You consider it. ‘Not really.’

JJ laughs and twirls you around. ‘Smart girl. I need you to trust me now.’

‘Don’t throw me off the roof, please.’

‘Y/N’—he tugs you close, breath fanning your lips—‘don’t ruin the mood.’

You smile. ‘Okay.’

He doesn’t give you a response, only takes a step back and twirls you to the music again, and soon enough both of you are laughing. You’re struggling to stay on your feet as the heels and alcohol combination isn’t the best, but it makes it all the funnier.

You’ve done this so many times, yet each time, it feels different; new.

He twirls you once more and you stumble, ending up with your back pressed against his chest. He wraps his hands around your abdomen and rests his chin on the top of your head, swaying both of you to the rhythm of the song. You find yourself relaxing into his touch, almost as if there’s no other place you belong more.

This—JJ Maybank—is your home.

Another song begins to play, a slow one, and you recognise it – it’s a song that you always jokingly said would play at your wedding. It’s also the song that you always associated with JJ – it somehow always played in the key moments between you two.

You turn around and look him in the eye; he’s smiling, but his eyes are a little scared. ‘Did you set this up?’

‘The DJ owed me a favour.’

You laugh and lean your head against his chest, feeling your shoulders shake. He pulls you even closer and you sway to the rhythm of the song again, only this time it feels…

It feels different.

JJ is singing along to the lyrics, whispering them against your ear. He moves his feet, too, reluctantly at first. You glance up at him and find him smiling, looking at you with the same adoration that makes you feel as if the world could not be better.

He twirls you around, gently, and he holds you as he dances in circles around the balcony, and he sings, and you just see him loving you.

You don’t know when you start crying, but you are, and his eyes aren’t dry, either. There’s smiles on both your faces and you feel your heart beating, your pals sweating, and you feel more alive than ever before.

The song finishes and JJ brings you to a halt, still as another song begins. A few strands have fallen out of your hairstyle as you were dancing and he tucks them behind your ears, gently. His touch is gentle and brief, and you find yourself aching for more.

He looks at you and the only word that comes to your mind is love.

‘Every time my life went a little sideways,’ he whispers, ‘you were there to keep me from doing the same. You were the one thing keeping me in place, no matter what shit was going on. I know that in fall, we need to go each our own way, and we’ll see what happens. But I just want you to know – I love you. With my whole heart. And I always will.’

You pull your lips into your mouth so you wouldn’t sob; there are tears running down your face and you can’t blink them away fast enough. He wipes them away, with the tips of his thumbs, and you’ve never felt more loved.

‘I love you,’ you whisper back.

JJ places a soft kiss on your lips. You expect him to deepen it, but he pulls back. ‘I want you to know that you’re always going to be the person who pulls me out of the darkness, even if you’re not there.’

‘Don’t talk like that,’ you say, your voice as shaky as your breath. ‘I’m still here. I’m not going anywhere.’

‘I know.’ He kisses your forehead and you feel the tears on his lips. ‘I know. What I’m saying is that you’re all I want, Y/N. No one else. And I’m not asking anything from you, but I want you to know that forever with you is the only thing I could ever want.’

You look up at him and the intensity of his gaze is almost too much to bear. ‘Are you proposing to me?’

He chuckles, lightly. ‘Not yet. But I will, eventually, if you allow me.’

‘Yes,’ you say, quietly. ‘Even if it’s years from now, I will.’

‘Good,’ he says, confidently, but you feel him shake when he presses his lips against yours. ‘I couldn’t bear to lose you.’

You run your fingers through his hair, smiling into the kiss, feeling his warmth. ‘You won’t,’ you promise.

That night you learn that sometimes real life can be magical, too.

#jj maybank #outer banks #obx #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank imagine #outer banks imagine #outer banks fic #obx fic #obx imagine #jj maybank fic #my imagine #my fic #jj x reader #requested #f: obx #c: jj

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yami-yomiel · 4 years

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Not AS good as my other pics but it’s okie...

Lou and Kie say to love yourself as much as your love others( or something like that lol)

🤎🤍🖤💜💙💚🧡❤️ Love wins ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤🤍🤎

#SC5week #space Channel 5 vr #let these twins have a personality or something PLEASE #cherryflavoredart

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spectrasblog · 3 years

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Saudades monstrinhos?

Bem vindos de volta a Monster High depois de uma semana no meio do nada... Nenhum lugar melhor para segredos se revelarem, não é?

Mas nada escapa dessa monstrinha, caros leitores.

Mas antes de falar dessa semana, vamos rapidamente recaptular as semanas anteriores.

O que aconteceram nesses 2 meses?

Os interessados fizeram uma viagem à Europa, Inglaterra e Escócia, e voltaram com uma aluna nova, bem vinda Piper (desculpa não dar as devidas apresentações mas agora todo mundo já conhece você).

Rosalie Goyle começou a sair com um merdinha Mick.

Veronica e Reid começaram a sair.

Flynus ficaram com tensão sexual depois da semaninha divertida deles e pararam com os joguinhos pra não perder a amizade (minha opinião profissional é que a amizade fica tão mais divertida na cama).

Draculaura e Clawd concordam comigo, já que começaram a namorar com um pedido na frente de toda a escola na Pink Party, o tema favorito da monstrinha.

Mas antes disso, a escola recebeu uma aluna nova, Isi Dawndancer (que também não vai receber uma apresentação decente porque todo mundo já conhece), que chegou com um objetivo, avisar sobre uma visão. Sobre o que era essa visão? Eu não sei dizer, monstrinhos, mas depois que ela chegou o grupo formado por Kie, Theo, Emmett, Lou e Connor desapareceu por alguns dias junto com a novata e voltaram trazendo Atlas, anteriormente desaparecido e segundo minhas fontes, um tanto fora de si.

Veronica e Reid terminaram depois da festa do pijama.

Novamente os interessados fizeram uma viagem, dessa vez para o Brasil e com um objetivo explícito: #savekaleafierce e #saveatlasclaro, aconteceu uma luta digna da Grécia Antiga (que eu, claro, filmei) que só acabou quando o salvador da pátria Connor Bogie apareceu com uma informação que desalarmou o deus Hermes, pai de Kie, que a deixou ir embora com vida.

Também na viagem: Ender Noir aprendeu a palavra "xuxu", Jasper Hall aprendeu a palavra "gostosa" e eu aprendi a palavra "fofoqueira".

Também na viagem Parte 2: É claro que não podíamos voltar de mãos vazias e trouxemos uma brasileira para escola, Jaciara Yaterê (que não vai ser especial sobre as apresentações, lamento).

De volta à depois da Pink Party, Rosalie terminou com o merdinha Mick e desapareceu em NY por uma semana (mas essa é uma fofoca que eu não vou contar).

Nada aconteceu no dia das crianças fora o Teddy vestido de dinossauro.

Brinks, o dia era das crianças mas quem apareceu foi o diabo encarnado (literalmente) e ele chegou no momento certo, já que veio procurando por diversão, mas não vou me estender mais nas apresentações porque nem o diabo é especial nesse blog. P.S.: Ainda não descobri se ele tem um rabo

Azula e Emmett ficaram de novo na próxima semana, no cassino.

HALLOWEEN! O momento mais aguardado dessa escola. Vocês monstrinhos passaram a semana anterior ao Halloween entrando no clima e frequentando as melhores e mais aterrorizantes festas e escolhendo suas fantasias para a nossa noite em Monster High.

Para aqueles que dormiram durante o Halloween, uma breve explicação sobre o que aconteceu aquela noite: Um casal irresponsável nas catacumbas no meio de um amasso (extremamente quente) desbloquearam o sistema de defeza de Monster High, enferrujado por anos e bastante falho, se me permitem dizer. A festa virou um caos enquanto gárgulas malignas, espantalhos assassinos e abóboras ambulantes corriam atrás de humanos entre nós, sem saber diferenciar muito bem. Os Stein salvaram o dia e nenhuma queixa foi feita ao casal 🙏

Santos se vestiram de pecadores e pecadores se vestiram de santos na festa Sinners and Saints, mas mesmo com o tema, o único pecado cometido aparentemente foi de Teddy e a única ação divina foi o soco que o Flynn deu nele. Minhas apostas são sobre Piper Ness, mas com esses dois nunca se pode ter certeza.

Connor Cobalt Bogie e Zara Calloway Gorgon finalmente assumiram um namoro. P.S.: Eu avisei que eles iam.

Não faço ideia do que aconteceu na sexta-feira 13, me perdoem queridos leitores, essa monstrinha que vos fala estava ocupada passando raiva. Mas segundo minhas fontes, nada que mereça uma menção aconteceu.

Chegamos aos dias de hoje, finalmente.

Amizades foram feitas com os animais da parte da fazenda e amizades foram desfeitas na base de Taylor Swift e pegadinhas.

Todos devem ter percebido uma certa gritaria sexta-feira, mas me foi perguntado o porquê um lobo estava perseguindo um fantasma e aqui vai a explicação: Durante a fogueira de quinta-feira, Clawd Wolf ousou falar mal da loirinha, a cantora mais aclamada entre os alunos de Monster High, e seu comentário não saiu barato.

Digna de Operação Cupido, a pegadinha da vez foi arrastar o colchão de Clawd para o lago e deixar a água seguir seu curso. O lobo acordou de manhã cercado de água e se afogando em ódio.

Depois de conseguir sair do lago (encharcado e raivoso) passou um dia inteiro perseguindo Harry, que por sua vez passou o dia se escondendo e voando para longe dos punhos de Clawd.

Pelo que eu fiquei sabendo, eles se resolveram com uma coroa de flores e felizmente nenhum soco foi dado, é a segunda vez em duas semanas que Harry Porter escapa de um desses.

Mais notícias sobre sexta-feira: A festa.

A aclamada, a festa estava indo muito bem com direito à lanternas, vagalumes, marshmallows e, segundo algumas testemunhas, até pulos sem roupas em uma cachoeira e beijos constrangedores aconteceram na madrugada da festa.

Mas com certeza o mais interessante e curioso foi o cometa tão esperado. Acontece, monstrinhos, que o cometa não era exatamente o que esperávamos, mas sim uma nave espacial dirigida por Draco, um ladrão alienígena que pousou delicadamente sua nave nas proximidades do acampamento.

Um sujeito popular, devo dizer, mas popularidade nem sempre é bom, queridos, e dessa vez definitivamente não é. Draco recebeu olhares e cumprimentos rancorosos o suficiente dos nossos alunos para nos fazer crer que apesar de vir de cima, ele não é nenhum anjo. Na verdade, essa monstrinha que vos fala definiria como um quebrador de confiança e corações (não é mesmo Isi?).

De qualquer jeito, eu particularmente adoro uma confusão e adorei o fato do alienígena ser o mais novo estudante de Monster High, enquanto espera o conserto da sua nave.

Mas ainda na noite anterior, enquanto Clawd dormia pacificamente, as coisas andavam agitadas em outras barracas.

Se reconhecem, monstrinhos? Porque eu conheço vocês e sempre trabalho com provas. Peço desculpas pela intromissão, mas quem acreditaria em mim se eu não apresentasse evidências? Por mais que vocês tentem disfarçar, queridos, eu sempre sei.

Façam suas apostas, mas eu sei de quem era essa barraca, e não, não era de nenhum dos nossos casais.

Querem mais fotos dessa semana? Eu registrei tudo que pude (vocês querendo ou não) e tiveram alguns momentos realmente bons, apesar das perseguições da semana e a quase morte por atropelamento de nave espacial.

O meu último tópico vai além dessa semana e começa há algumas semanas atrás, quando Rosalie Goyle começou a se preparar para os testes do musical Clueless, para o papel de Cher.

A notícia é que: Ela conseguiu!

É uma honra para Monster High prestigiar sua aluna e uma honra para mim reportar. E é claro que, segundo a própria estrela, todos estão convidados para vê-la nos finais de semana.

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moonie-embracethemadmess · 6 years

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Uwielbiam nowy rozdział i boze już kie mogę doczekać się aż Louis przestanie się bać i no nxosjajja

Dziękuję, że zdecydowałaś się napisać! Cieszę się ogromnie, że nie zawiodłam tym rozdziałem, o co się bałam, bo przez studia mocno wypadłam z rytmu i wstawiałam wczoraj tekst pełna obaw o to, że niektóre fragmenty zdradzają, jak długo to wszystko pisałam. Skoro tak nie jest, mogę odetchnąć z ulgą ;) Ps. Ja też czekam, aż Lou poczuje się pewniej, ale wszystko małymi kroczkami. Pozdrawiam! Xx.

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byeoltan · 7 years

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yami-yomiel · 4 years

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The Space Games

I put hunger games and Sc5 together oh nooooooooo TW??: People die and also semi brutal deaths..

i’m doing the entire thing so it’s under the cut baby

o,,,,oh,,so much has happened..Jaguar no, PADDING NO, MR GENTLE WHAT HEHS FiRKCANad

Soon-Soon needs to like,,look before she eats because SHE GOT POISONED TWICEA akdlmdsk, ALSO PINE BRUH WHAT...ULALA GOT A SPEAR TOOOOOOA?SDMKA

Can i get an F for these fallen soldiers...F

let’s keep going

HOW FUNNY PURGE DIED OF HYPOTHERMIA BEcAUSE TECHNICALLY IT WOULD HAPPEN,

Also MY WIFE KELL IS DEAD WTFWTFFtwftwFTFtfwt

rocka Billy just Beats Purge the king with his guitar akdmaslkdmsa

If Giant Evila almost killed Fuze(ingame) she can game end Noize, as a treat. PON PIRIRI HAS NO KILL COUNT BUT THEN MAKES HOORG TO GAME END JAGUAR’S ALTER EGO OR THE LITERAL PRESIDENT OF MORODIANASDNLANNK Kie also dies of hypothermia, rip to him

Another F for the fallen Tribute: Noize and Purge are now making Bots in heaven along with Shadow, Kell is doing heaven Yoga, and Kie watches Lou from the stars

BRACK KILLS OUR MAIN REPORTER AND AN AI, CAN SOMEONE STOP HIM??!!?!?, also Glitter and Sexy 1(aka lily) bonding time Noize thought abt winning and died, Lou YOU PROBABLY SHOIULDNT GO THE SAME ROUTE HE DID. Pine Kills a woman,,more at 5.

the “pon piriri dies of dysentery” is funny to me kadnlsa

ROCKA BILLY KILLS PEACE ARCHER STYLE hKLNKSNJ, Hoorg tending to Mimi’s wound is kind of a wholesome idea, another drawing idea ohohooho.

Pon Piriri and Peace are jiving together, Ulala and Mr,Gentle are patching up Bello’s wounds peacefully,all in space heaven hehe.

ROCKA BILLY KILLS HIS CO-WORKER WHAT!?!!?!?!?!? G.EVILA TRIES TO KILL A MAN BUT GETS KILLED HERSELF, AND WHAT DID TACHIBANA DO TO SCREAM FOR HELP WHAT????!!!!! also glitter n peace carrier bonding time

petition to take other-moro home :’),

ROCKABILLY IS ON A KILLING STREAK BRO IS EVERYTHING OK?????!!!!!

i’d write smth wholesome here but i have nothing but everyone is cheering on pudding playing her gweetar

unrelated but ROCKABILLY IS RUTHLESS,,CHILLLLLL

I THOUGHT YOU DIED PADDING?!?!?!? SHE CAME BACK also Im convinced that Mimi is humming Pine’s theme,,speaking of Pine i wonder where she is..oh nvm i didn’t even read it lol finally, Rockabilly is bad at something for once lol,,,

FINALLY ROCKABILLY IS DEAD HE WAS OVERPOWERED,,

PINE YOU JUST TURN ON YOUR PALS LIKE THAT,ohhhhhh good comic idea owo!! ALSO OH GODDDDDDDD LOU IS DEAD WYFFTTFWTFTFTWFT

Evila is no longer an ally tho lol... tachibana tends to padding’s would so i guess tha heals the pain..

YALL LCKY I READ THE HUNGER GAMES AKSJDLK also HOW DO YOU GRAB GLITTER AND ah i guess rheir all human sized lol..ALSO PINE BETRAYS ANOTHER ONE OF HER MEMBERED BRUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

also im just going to say it makes sense G.Evila survives survives because how do you sting a big metal baby

Lily and Mimi are now envious because Pine k-worded em, Glitter and the other-moro are not just vibing, and Evila(ally) and Hoorg fight rockabilly because he had the highest kill count of 4

PINE INHERITED ROCKA BILLY’S SANS ABILITY OH GOD ALSO G.PURGE IS DEAD IM GOING TO CRY... im so tempted to say her and Tachibana have a high kill count because ya know Pine has a crush on him but nooooo it's not even close, rockabilly and pine is the new ship lol..

4 people left i think, i dunno i can’t count atm...im just going to add that im sure G.Evila is going to die next because like,,,she’s kinda green/orange and ALSO REALLY VISIBLE IN PLAIN SIGHT AJDKLM