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short-black-diamond · 10 months

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A beautiful smile.

A @littlegremlinflower had the request of me writing a Sahed x fem! reader.

warnings: a little angst

word count: 2.9 k

Guys I did not proofread. So pleace act like english teachers in the comments.

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"...And this was Sahed, our wonderful man, who just pulled this amazing stunt!", Tonny cheered, and so did the audience. Meanwhile, you were in the background, silently clapping along and being happy for him.

Your dear Sahed, who subtly stole your heart without even knowing it. You sighed. Maybe it was best to close off these feelings, because c'mon, how clichée can falling in love with your best friend be? And you also thought that he could have caught feelings for one of the two newbies, Julia.

She was...eccentric, to say the least. She was spontaneous, loud, ran around like a madwoman, and showed many feelings. She was a just a young girl who just wanted to get out of the circus, as she told you.

Julia was by no means a bad person, no, it was more the opposite. The only reason she was here was because of Kamille, her best friend, but Kamille didn't really acknowledge her best friend when she laid eyes on Rainah, Sahed's sister. And also no hate against Rainah, for she was also a good soul.

You just didn't like the feeling you got when Sahed talked or spoke to her. But could you really blame any of those two? They seemed to get along together just fine. Well, Sahed was continuously teasing her to no end and she just insulted him. But oh well.

And now, you wanted nothing more than to just be in your own room and stay far away from him. They were whispering to one another in a hushed matter, and once Julia even looked at you before diving back in to the conversation. Welp. Guess you could go then...

As you were leaving, Julia grew panicked and nudged Sahed. "Quick, she's going away! Ask her!", she rushed, and Sahed grew panicked as well. "W-what?! No way! I-"

"Sahed! This is what we've been discussing the whole time! Weren't you listening!?"

Sahed only looked at your retreating form and sighed defeatedly. No way you'd say yes. He was an A'hkon, after all.

"Hey hey, I know that look! Stop thinking like this of yourself, Sahed. I'm sure ____ likes you just the way you are. I mean, you've been friends for what, a few decades now?"

At that, the male sibling only laughed dryly. "Yeah, uhm...I think I should pack my things now. And you try to talk to Kamille again. Okay?"

Julia nodded, but couldn't help but grow concerned. She's never actually seen him like this. It was disturbing, somehow.

As Sahed was packing his things, his thoughts drifted to you. How old were you when you entered the circus? He couldn't remember. Maybe you were as old as Julia back then.

You showed no sign of fear when you made the contract. You showed no sign of fear when you saw him and Rainah for the first time. You formally introduced yourself and Sahed was surprised. Normally, people would run away or kill people like him. You were polite.

huh.

And you still are now. Somehow, you always kept a polite distance to him and his sister. Sure, you three grew close and you and him even closer, but that was it. You were masking your feelings so well that Sahed could never know whether you found his jokes really funny oor just laughed out of pity. You were so creative and efficient in whatever you did that it gave Sahed whiplash when you showed him some of your designs or instructed him how to appear and walk on the stage best.

And you yourself should also be on stage. I mean, nobody else had such an angelic voice like you. and whatever you wore, it always fitted you. and your hair always smelt like sweet memories and happiness. And-

wait. Why weren't you happy then?

Sahed stopped for a moment. He never had seen you smile when you weren't conversing with people or laughing at his jests. You always looked...solemn. Sad. depressed.

...was it because you couldn't return home anymore? No, you told him that you were the only survivor of your village, your brothers and sisters and mothers and fathers and relatives all having been killed for they had believed in another religion. you still carried on your tradition and practiced your religion. and Sahed respected that. You. What you did and why you did it.

You were simply amazing.

...

"Julia? What are you doing here?"

The brown haired girl stood in front of- no, she buzzed, excitedly so, in front of you. She was also looking around. "You need ot- I mean, to h-help me! Yeah! Just a little something!", she claimed, a bead of sweat rolling down her cheek while she gave you a crooked smile.

Why are you lying?

You decided not to question her. And you also decided that you wanted to leave when she dragged you towards the bonfire. She just sat down and patted the spot next to her. As you gracefully sat down, Sahed came down next to Julia. Next to you was also an empty seat.

It can't be more obvious, can it?

"Soooo...uh, h-how was your day, ____?", she started, and she sweated even more. Was it because she sat closest to the fire?

"Julia, first of all, your sweating a lot. Either you sit back from the fire a little, or you take off your jacket, or I'll get you some medicine-"

"No!", Sahed and Rainah yelled in unison (she just came and sat down next to you), and you got more confused than ever. "She- she's just nervous!", Rainah helped. She quickly stood up and pulled Julia behind her.

"We'll be right back! We'll, uh, get some more marshmallows!"

And with that, it was just you two sitting on that dead tree- with an uncomfortable silence. You didn't feel like being here at the moment, or eating those ridiculous sweets. Sahed came closer slowly as you watched the flames, your mind being distant.

"Uhm, ____?" "Mm." "Can I tell you something?"

"The stage is open and the sudience is listening."

With a deep breath, Sahed began talking, no, he rambled ahead.

"You know, when I first met you, I thought you were just a snob, or some sissy princess because of how you acted."

What?

"But now, I see that you're acting like a woman. You are graceful, humble, peaceful, and polite. And you're always a big help for me- for everyone!", he then took your hand in his and held it together with the both of his. and you couldn't stop your eyes from widening and your face from warming up and most likely to be redder than a tomato.

"What I want to say is,", he started, and he looked at you. And his breath hitched. You looked so etheral.

Beautiful. Amazing. Wow. Every single word in the lexikon which could describe your beauty. Gosh, he loved how he could see the bonfire in your eyes, or your hair swaying in the air softly, it reminded him of a painting.

You looked like you came out of a painting.

If only he could get a taste from these sweet, plumpy lips of yours-

"Sahed? What...did you want to say?", you asked, slowly getting uncomfortable with how long he stared at you with his three eyes. Was there something in your hair? Your face? ...is Julia behind me?

He suddenly seemed to regain his consciousness because he had quickly let go of your hand -he didn't miss your hurt expression- and rubbed his neck. "W-what I wanted to say was that you're my best friend and I couldn't imagine a better person than you to work for me, ahahaahah!"

You were just staring at him and then excused yourself, walked past Kamille, who was asking you were Rainah was but stopped mid sentence when she saw a tear flowing down your cheek and Sahed who was running after you.

But before he could reach you, you already slammed your door closed and locked it. You panted, and you broke down. Was this how Sahed saw you all these years? As his...best friend? Was it because he thought that you were still a snob? Still a princess? Was it because you were too serious? Not funny enough? Why did he take such a long pause at the bonfire to answer you?

Meanwhile, Sahed was knocking on your door. He knew that you wouldn't open the door. But he grew concerned. Was it because he saw your crying face before the shut and locked door? Was it because he referred you as his best friend? Was it because there was a small percentage that you liked him too but he messed up?

Sahed didn't know. He was a guy. But he knew he hurt you somehow when he heard your soft cries-the first time he's heard you cry actually- and his heart broke. He was such an idiot!

When he went back, Rainah, Julia and Kamille looked at him with expectations he would ruin. "I messed up", he said and sat down. Rainah groaned, Julia questioned his entire existence and Kamille sighed while shaking her head.

...

It was the next day, and you felt...good. yesterday, Sahed made it clear that he didn't really have any romantic feelings for you, and you were glad he did. I mean, although it broke your heart a little, it was good he told you. Now it meant no more thoughts wasted on how to act around him and what to answer or what to wear to impress him. The only things you'd be worrying over from now on were his performances and keeping your conversations more strict.

This'll help you. I'm a rich snob, after all.

As you were getting ready for the day, Rainah rang your doorbell. You had many people preferring different ways to singal their presence, so you had a doorbell, a doorknocker and a string which would lead to a beautiful melody. And Rainah wanted to press buttons (a little headcannon of mine).

As you opened the door, rainah looked at you with a smile, but you didn't smile back. "Good morning.", you only said.

Rainah's smile twitched and you figured she'd have expected you to smile back, but you didn't. "Good morning, ____! I think That we should make breakfast for the others, don't you think?"

"Rainah, love, it's barely past five, who would- AHh!"

Why did you let yourself get dragged away? Yesterday Julia, now you. Does Rainah also love dragging people around? "Ah, c'mon! You make the best dishes from us all!" "I could've just given you my cookbook, you know?"

"But don't you want to cook with me?", she asked and gave you a look which resembled the one of a kicked puppy. You cringed.

"I uh, had the plan to sort out my room and then help with the preparations for today. We'll be arriving to a new city soon."

"That can wait until eight, right?"

You gave up. "Sure..."

You guys should be arriving at nine o'clock.

As you were quickly preparing the meals, Sahed came in, rather pulled in by Jullia. So they're holding hands now? Good for them.

"____! Sahed wants to tell you something!", Julia exclaimed before she pushed Sahed to you. She was actually aiming for him to bump into you so that he could apologize and it being sweet and stuff, but you simply took a step back and he fell to the ground.

So much for it being sweet and stuff.

You frowned. "Why did you push him?", you asked while you gave him your hand, albeit hesitantly. Julia was sweating bullets, and Rainah was laughing nervously. "Ahahahah, uhm, it's just, Sahed called her short!"

You and Julia were the same height. And besides that, you couldn't get why she pushed him when he always teased her about her height until now.

When Sahed was standing back on his feet, you quickly retreated your hand and got back to work. "Guys. Tell me. What the hell is going on."

Your demand was working wonders, because they all started to speak incoherently over one another. It was actually just Julia and Rainah, while Sahed was looking at the food. He then looked at you and took your hand. You didn't understand why you were letting yourself get dragged around, why you were not retreating your hand from his. Why were your hands fitting so well, anyways?

He was leading you to his and Rainah's room. When you stepped inside, it was a all a big mess. Many of his sketches and papers were on the ground or somewhere where thy shouldn't be. The clothes were everywhere and many bowls and spoons were here too. He and Rainah and the others must have eaten ice cream...

You were disgusted. "How can you live like this?"

Sahed slapped his head. "Jeez, yeah, sorry. The others wanted to cheer me up.", he answered and started collecting the bowls. You took the clothes and folded them. But still, you were intrigued. "Cheer you up? What could've made you so miserable that you'd need people to cheer you up?"

After a long, exasperated sigh, he finally answered. "I wasn't able to confess my love to the lady I love. She just up and stormed away."

It could've been Julia. It must have been Julia. But you were the one who ran away. But they still celebrated. Maybe Sahed confessed to Julia after you went inside?

Alone the thought gave you a bad mood. And since you were still oblivious to where this was going, you spoke your pity. "Well, I feel sorry for the lady. You would've been a great lover."

"____, that lady was you."

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Huh?

Suddenly, your eyes burned and you got angry. "Don't joke with me, Sahed!", you scolded, and you hated your heart for pounding so rapidly.

Sahed quickly went over to you, pulled the clothes you were holding away and took your hands in his. "I am not joking. And I'm sorry for messing up yesterday. If you'd allow me, I would love to confess again. For real this time. And no going back."

You took a deep breath. Could this be a joke?

Sahed? Loving you? Dream on.

However, your strong inhale signalled it for him to start.

"My dear ____,

In my whole life have I never met a more beautiful, a more graceful woman like you. I have fallen in love with the way you dress or speak or act. I am always bamboozled by every single hairstyle you muster up, or how you like to wear your make up. To me, you are the most beautiful woman who walked on this earth and I can call myself the luckiest man to be a witness of such an extraordinary beauty like you with my own three eyes.

I could never grow tired of the many stories you'd read to me from your endless rows of books. Down to Shakespeare or Goethe. Crime or Fantasy. Novel or Biography. I would love for you to read every single book to me, ____ - over and over and over again. And I'd also try to purchase every single one you have not taken claim of, only for your voice to hear, for your voice to tell me those stories.

I am captivated by the way on how you handle the hardest tasks so easily. From making a soufflee to preparing the stage and designing my customs, you are the most efficient worker I know. And you never even seem to grow tired! Like, take a break, will ya?!

And also...

...I can not fathom as to why you'd still want to be seen with an A'hkon like me, but I am selfish. And utterly so. I am so selfish that I want all your love to myself, but tell me; can you blame me? When my heart wants to leave its cage of bones to be taken by you and you only?

Am I selfish for wanting to hear your voice at any given hour? Am I selfish for wanting to have you by my side the whole time? To watch sunrise and sunset? Am I selfish for wanting to comb and braid your wonderful hair?

...Am I too selfish for wanting to be together with you, ____?"

God, this was too much.

this was the most -and only- romantic confession you've ever heard. No other novel or book you've read has made you feel this way the man in front of you did.

"...Sahed, if you're thinking of me like this...then I'm a hundred times more selfish than you.", you said.

Sahed furrowed his brows. "What do you- mpf!"

He couldn't even finish his question before you interrupted him with a kiss. "You are not too selfish for that. I want to be together with you too, Sahed.", you answered after you two parted. When you looked at him, you couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Sahed had the stupidest grin on and a heavy blush nestled itself upon his cheeks. And then you smiled. Sahed felt like he fell in love with you all over again. You had a beautiful smile. You two hugged each other and swayed from side to side.

However, your sweet moment got interrupted by the three girls who fell on top of each other. The door was not closed, it seemed. "Finally!", Julia yelled and Rainah and Kamille cheered.

"That's why you three have been acting so weird yesterday!", you exclaimed and everyone laughed while Sahed kissed your cheek.

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Hey hey hey! How did you guys like this story? Too long, too short, not angsty enough maybe? I dunno.

Read you in the next post!

#marionetta x reader #webtoons #marionetta #marionetta x you #sahed x reader #sahed is such a handsome guy #sahed marionetta #sahed #marionetta webtoon #julia x reader #kamille x reader #rainah x reader #we all love sahed in this house #rainah is so fucking precious #julia is the best

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imprisoned-marrionetta · 1 month

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Haven’t been here for a while but…

#i love them as a poly ship #idk wtf their ship name is though?#ringillusion #anthonn gremminger #marionetta #tonny marionetta #julia lazarrett #marionetta julia #julia marionetta #sahed marionetta #sahed x tonny x julia #the way you can swap tonny and sahed and it will still be accurate

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cherriraee · 2 months

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☆ Rae | Writer | She/Her ☆

My inbox and requests are open! :)

Howdy Hey! My name is Rae, and welcome to my page! I plan on posting my writing here for all of you lovely readers! I ask that you are patient with me as I discover and get used to the features on this app, since I am rather new. But I’d love to receive requests, so ask away! <3

♡ FANDOMS I WRITE FOR - Hazbin Hotel, + Marionetta! (Hopefully more to come!)

♡ I WILL WRITE - Characters X Reader, sfw and nsfw, fluff, angst, pretty much anything!

♡ I WILL NOT WRITE - Aged up minors, adult x child, incest, anything gross

Feel Free to Request, and once again, Welcome! <3

#hazbin hotel #Hazbin #hazbin hotel x reader #reqs open #request #marionetta #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel x y/n #webtoon #anthonn gremminger #sahed marionetta #hazbin alastor #hazbin lucifer #julia lazarrett

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lehmoncake · 8 months

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I am writing a lil somthin somthin but i got work and binging a show so its taking longer than i thought

#🍓lehmon #marionetta #sahed marionetta #sahed x reader #marionetta x reader #can you guess from the tags?#its a enemys to lovers #tehehe

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todosmeiape1an · 5 months

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Thank you you are responsible for half of the Julia x Sahed art love the art

Thank YOU for supporting me :D💖 I'm glad you liked my drawings (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)

They make me so happy!! Marionetta in general makes me happy, but them... Ahhh my heart explodes of joy!! 😭💕✨💖💞❤️‍🔥

Sahejul week is coming soon, so be on the look for my art! I wanna post every day for it (let's see if I can👀✨)

(sharing this art because I think I never posted it here)

#andra replies #sahejul #marionetta #marionetta fanart #marionetta webtoon #sahed marionetta #julia lazarrett #sahed x julia

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samiiola · 7 months

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✩ welcome to my page ✩

❀ I have many different names people can call me... (Iduna, Idu, Ida, Isla, Sam) you might have seen me in other fandoms. I'm a she/her! ❀

❀ I'm mainly on murder drones and school bus graveyard. I'm a hardcore nuzi obsessionist andI have a really cool bsf @solaceuful

Originally known as flumiwenxox and idunaflo.

Art blog (alt): @idunaflo

My mutuals are cool as hell- love yall mutuals <33 /p

Favorite ships

Nuzi (N x Uzi)

Ghostflower (gwen x miles)

Aidlyn (ashlyn x aiden)

Winesoda (Tommy doe x J)

Ships I like

Vuzi (V x Uzi)

Oilrose (J x V)

Vizzy ( V x Lizzy)

Thuzi (Thad x Uzi)

Envied (Past N and V)

MAIN FANDOMS

🔪Murder drones 🔪

🎪 The amazing digital circus 🎪

🕸 spider verse 🕸

🐻 fnaf 🟣👦

FAVORITE WEBTOONS

🎪 marionetta 🎪

🚍 school bus graveyard 🚍

🐈‍⬛️ homesick 🐈‍⬛️

I do:

❈ theories ❈

❈ art ❈

❈ edits ❈

❈ other stuff ❈

I AM A MINOR!

DNI if your...

❌️ proshippers ❌️

❌️ predators ❌️

❌️ homophobes❌️

❌️ incest shipper❌️

❌️ NSFW ❌️

❌️ groomers (basically predators) ❌️

❌️ racist❌️

❌️ pedophiles❌️

❌️ Islamophobia ❌️

❌️pro Israel's or Israel supporters❌️

And more.

I AM A PALESTINE SUPPORTER. DNI IF YOU SUPPORT ISRAEL.

PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF I HAVE LIKED SMTH ABOVE THIS DNI LIST. THIS IS A FRIENDLY SFW ACC.

❀ Have a good day ❀ thanks for reading ❀

#introductory post #introduction

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asexualmisconduct · 6 months

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INTRO POST :3

ok so I realized i didn’t have an intro post so heres my intro post

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ok turns out i don’t know how to make an intro post..

ummmmm ok so i guess umm stuff about me???? Ummm oh ya! Dni criteria

DONT INTERACT WITH MY BLOG if you are / support

pro shipping

rascism

incest

abuse of any kind

homophobia

hate against religions

anti recovery

ableism

nazis

think a-spec people don’t belong in lgbt+

hate on furrys, cosplayers and other stuff like that

(just basic dni criteria)

Im apart of many different fandoms so ya. heres a few I’ll update it as i remember/join more:

🔱Percy Jackson and the Olympians🔱

🏛️Heroes of Olympus🏛️

🏃‍♂️the maze runner🏃‍♂️

🪄Harry Potter🪄

🔥the hunger games 🔥

🌿the graceling series🌿

⚙️the girl who dared series⚙️

✨divergent✨

✨alex rider

🩸twilight🩸

🌲gravity falls🌲 (kinda?)

Webtoons:

🌈acception🌈

🎪marionetta🎪

🍬spicy mints🍬

🔮morgana and oz🔮

💜homesick 💜

⭐️the d!ckheads⭐️

‼️school bus graveyard‼️

🛸down to earth🛸

🎭our walk home🎭

🐞bugtopia🐞

📓jacksons diary📓

🧜‍♂️castle swimmer🧜‍♂️

💖maybe meant to be💖

🩸vampire husband🩸

🔆day break🔆

👻rooftops and roommates👻

*to be continued*

I’ve been reading these so if you have any recommendations or questions please send me them :3

ALSO im asexual ( if you didn’t get that from my username well….)

DO NOT SEND ME NSFW STUFF!!!!!

I sometimes post/reblog triggering stuff.. so ya.. I normally tag those: tw [x] if I forget to tag something please tell me so nobody gets triggered by it please. Edit: i now have a vent sideblog @tir3d-and-confus3d so probably wont post anything triggering unless its on accident:3

I TRIED OUT ROLEPLAY AND I LIKE IT SO ILL ROLEPLAY IF YOU WANT TO MAYBE

also if you tag me in something or message me and i don’t reply back quickly i either didn’t see it or i got busy and will reply back as soon as possible

I also don’t know what or how to use the queue so if i like something im gonna reblog right then just fyi :3

Edit if i ever say anything imma tag it #the gremlin speaks

My Name: idk make something up you think would suit me

My Gender: Your Mother

My Pronouns: I honestly couldn’t give a shit go crazy

My Age: Fuck You

💥user box blast 💥

#pinned post #intro post #intro to my blog

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the-rockit · 1 year

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Hi It’s me (with a Drabble request)

back on my joe x orel crap

a first/stolen kiss, perhaps?

Oo sounds cute!! This was really fun to write :3 Things to note: -Incredibly light swearing for once(if it counts, just hell, once) -Joe is trans and faces a little transphobia from Dale, since he calls him her -Note: This was written before I knew Joe and Orel were related

Joe and Orel walked down the hallway one day while heading out to recess, their favorite part of the day. Orel saw something that caught his eye. It looked like a poster sign-up sheet for something new happening at the school that was pinned to the community corkboard. He stopped in his tracks and Joe sighed because he just had to stop. Well, he could walk on, but Orel would just call him back anyways so what was the point?

Orel quickly read the poster inside his own mind colosseum, like reading off a teleprompter.

“Greetings students of Diamora Elementary! It is I, the great Dale Armature(you may remember me from the last play I did-ok maybe don’t remember), anyways I am proposing that we do a Romeo and Juliet play. However, I need a face like yours in it so sign up if you are interested.”

Next to it, there was a photo of himself shrugging while looking awkwardly into the camera with the same art style as the Uncle Sam poster.

Orel happily signed his name onto the loose-leaf paper. He didn’t know who he would be, considering he was Judas of all people last time, he just hoped he wouldn’t be Tybalt.

“The hell’s that?” Joe asked after Orel wrote down his name.

“It’s for Romeo and Juliet! You should sign up!”

He recoiled a bit. He never did like being out on stage the first time it came around. “Why should I? You already know who they’ll cast me as anyways…”

“Oh…?” Orel took a moment to remember. “Oh…well there’s no guarantee, Joe! I think you could be a fine Romeo!”

“...” He took a moment to think. Ordinarily, he would just punch Orel in the arm and play tetherball with him at recess. However, he had heard from his sister that his mom really tried to go to the last one, despite him having a rather small role, but couldn’t due to work. This is the least he could do for her. He rolled his eyes and scribbled his name down.

“Can we go to recess now?”

“Yea! It’s just…golly! I can’t wait to rehearse with you.”

“Don’t get your hopes up…that’s if we get accepted.”

“I guess so…”

They headed out to recess as the play was at the forefront of Orel’s mind and at the back of Joe’s. Over the course of a week or so, enough people had signed up, surprisingly, and the show was going to happen. Everyone-well, everyone who was interested-gathered around the corkboard to see what the official cast list said around recess time. Orel and Joe were some of the last ones there, but they couldn’t believe what they saw.

Mercutio - Doughy Latchkey

Benvolio - Tommy Littler

Tybalt- Kid One

Rosaline- Christina Posabule

Paris- Marionetta Jones

Romeo- Orel Puppington

Orel smiled to himself before reading onward, though he didn’t recognize some of the characters.

Juliet - Joe Secondopionsion

As people read to the bottom of the list, there was some murmured giggling, since although they found it funny, they didn’t want to die, they did find it a bit humorous that the biggest bully at school was going to play a princess.

“Shut the hell up you goofy toons!” Joe shouted haphazardly while sticking his tongue out like his signature punctuation mark. Everyone who was gathered around quickly scattered out like a group of rats as they discussed what roles they had amongst each other. Sure, they were used to his usual outbursts, but it never came out all at once like that before.

Joe’s tune turned sour pretty quickly once everyone left. “...” He looked at Orel. He didn’t know why but he just found a bit of comfort in him, or his eyes, hard to say really. “...do ya think I can get away with just wearing this?”

Orel shrugged. He was supportive of him, of course, but he wasn’t sure at all. After all, Juliet is a princess and princesses do wear dresses after all. “Maybe we can talk to the director guy after school.”

“Thanks…” He gave the faintest hint of a smile.

They went on about their day, learning academics and religion alike. Eventually, after school came and they both walked into the auditorium where Dale was practicing some dramatic music on the piano. As they approached he jumped like a wet cat, not expecting people.

“Mr. Armature?”

“Yes, Orel?” He turned to look at him swiftly. “What’s up? Excited to get your script already?”

“Well…I am but we came to speak to you about…costume design…”

“Yours or hers?”

Joe stared daggers at him, it happened all the time and still annoyed him to no end. Not that he could do much about it though without being burnt at the stake.

“Uh…hers…I guess. About Juliet’s costume, what does she wear?”

“A dress, why?”

“Well…couldn’t Juliet wear…just a t-shirt and pants or something…” Orel said as he trailed off.

Dale looked at him blankly, like he was crazy.

“I-I mean uh-” He stammered, trying to come up with an excuse.

It was now Joe’s turn to look at Dale blankly. “Does it really matter what I wear as long as I act the best? Plus I’m allergic to most fabrics anyways other than the ones in t-shirts and jeans.” Joe lied confidently.

Dale shrugged. “Whatever…do whatever you want, kid. Just means more money for the other costumes…and food if this thing falls under.” He said the last part under his breath, before clearing his throat. “Anyways, here are your scripts, you two.”

They said their thanks and spent the next 3 weeks or so going over all the lines with others, by themselves, and with each other. Joe didn’t mind as much being a part of the play since there was violence at least, but still, despite that, it didn’t help what role he was given. They were always antsy about doing the last scene before Juliet stabs herself, they talked about it a lot, sure, but they never really came to any conclusion.

The night of the first showing of the play quickly came. Nurse Bendy drove Joe and Bloberta, reluctantly, drove Orel, since Clay was…busy. They dropped them off and they went behind the stage and started rehearsing as the opening scene began.

Throughout the play, there were a couple of slip-ups here and there, but for elementary school kids, it wasn’t too bad of a job. However, during the play, something about the lighting or maybe the fact they had an audience, Joe and Orel’s romantic actions towards one another became more and more genuinely romantic as they grew together. Then came the scene they dreaded.

After Joe ‘poisoned’ himself and fell ‘dead’ in his tomb, Orel stabbed himself with the knife he had slain Kid One with. Orel went over to Joe’s tomb and had to make sure he was truly dead. He hesitated though since the original scene had Romeo check Juliet by kissing her lips to see if she was still alive. He leaned down into the tomb a bit as he looked at Joe.

They shared a look of bewilderment as if neither of them knew it was going to happen. After a few seconds, someone in the audience cleared their throat. Crap. They were taking too long, it would be suspicious if he stayed down there too long for a lot of reasons.

Orel tried to mouth out words quickly ‘Do you want to or-’

Before either of them could whisper out a word to each other, Joe rolled his eyes and pulled on the ruff of his Romeo outfit, and kissed him, albeit briefly. Once Orel did come back up from his momentary confused daze, it was obvious by the shade of his face that he did actually kiss him. He tried to go through the rest of the scene since it was relatively short before he would stab himself.

Joe did the same shortly after and the play was over, with Orel still being beet red. After the show was over, everyone went into the back for a few minutes to celebrate and get something to eat for their troubles.

Orel looked at Joe. “H-Hey Joe…why’d you do that, back there?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

Orel shook his head.

“I like you, idiot.”

“O-Oh…” He took a bit of time to process. “I-I like you too Joe.”

“Yea I can tell from your face. ‘Til next time.” Despite his cool demeanor, Joe was absolutely melting on the inside from his first kiss, especially being with the boy he loved the most, not that he would ever willingly admit that, of course. He walked out to his mom in the audience.

Orel watched him for a few moments, sighing happily. “...he likes me back…”

The end.

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omg don’t worry abt being weird, i was born strange

And also HELL YEAH!! I’ll read anything you write ESPECIALLY if it’s about the local loser boy tonny

I love him dearly

Well then let's be strange together love!

I took the meantime to write this. If you want anything changed, just tell me and I'll write you a new piece.

warnings/summary: looovely angst, suggestive stuff (you kiss him), bullying??, tonny being a loser<3, one-sided-love is what tonny thinks; but you confess..in your own way., and Tonny's an idiot in this one, you talk about your past, which is very tragic but anthonn comforts you

Also I didn't proofread.

Enjoy!

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"Under my spell?!"

Why did you even spare an ounce of attention to that loser? He doesn't even get respected by some of his workers or even friends! Sahed would be a much better option, given the fact that he tried to take you out on a date a few times but you harshly declined. He'd trade you for that newbie Julia he caught sight of recently anyway.

But...was it the fact that he gave you the most innocent expression a human could muster whenever you were near him or directed a question towards him? How you 'tsk'ed annoyedly at him when the only sound he made was a "huh?", which escaped his parted lips? You wanted to punch him right i the face. Why did he even have to look this cute?!

How he tried to be subtle with his corny and cringy love letters, thinking you had to have more admirers than he could imagine? BUt no, you scared all the other people off. He was the one who stole your heart, after all.

Was it the way he couldn't even form a todder's sentence around you? A three word sentence? Like 'how are you?', 'Is everything okay?', or "Need any help?'

Maybe the it was that one time he tried to be a little bold with you and woo you with the cringiest pick up line ever? And you just staring at him with your most disgusted expression? Making him ten times more nervous and anxious than before? But you were trying your hardest not to gush at the handsome face he was making, and how that pick up line would've made you double over in laughter?

...

But no. Now you are kissing him breathless, in one of the tents. You made sure to put a 'keep out' sign infront of the entrance and now covering his neck in hickes and the face with remnants of your lipstick. Tonny himself is no better as he gasps for air, his sweet virgin body and soul not being able to keep up with his and your tongue dancing together.

Or how you grip his collar (-which he spent an hour ironing to look good enough in your eyes-), wrinkling the fabric underneath your fingers as you kiss him harshly.

Oh! Maybe it's because of the fact that you hate to admit that you actually like that clown, you are taking pity on him and giving him a good time, because "Losers like you won't ever get a girl." ?

Hm...

Tonny meanwhile, is on cloud nine, being already disconnected from the world and just letting you do as you please with him? Because all he feels and smells and sees is you? Your feminine scent? One of your graceful hands intertwining with his while the other goes through his hair? Or how he can feel your heartbeat against his, maybe a bit farther away because of your sweet chest that he took one too many glances at? How you sneakily put your dominant knee between his legs to keep him in place because his knees were shaking and would have started to buckle any second? Making him sit on your knee because he just can't hold himself upright from the pleasure he's receiving?

Tonny, who never thought you'd give him the time of any day to let him touch you, let alone kiss you? You, who was nearly hissing like a cat at him whenever he tried to compliment you?

The loser honestly couldn't believe his luck. Even though Anthonn felt his lungs ring for air, he couldn't bring himself to stop. What if you said that he shouldn't tell anyone? Or make fun of him for not being able to even handle a small make-out session, although you two've been at it for ten minutes now? (<-sorry but Idk if this is accurate, never had a boyfriend :,] )

However, Tonny can't bring himself of anything else as he is pushed back suddenly by you. As he is gasping for air and sitting on the ground, you sit yourself beside him and also lean on him. "I- we could k-keep going, you know?!? I-if you want to...we ca-"

"Relax. Just..try to relax your body, Gremminger."

'So it's still Gremminger to you, ____? After what you've pulled?', Anthonn thinks as he frowns and still pants. You are tracing patterns on his rough, big hand. It was so, so stupid of you to kiss him in his clown costume, while you were in your skimpy dress, but eh, could be worse.

"You know...even though you're a loser to me, I kinda like you, Gremminger. I hope I could make it clear with what I just did with you."

Three seconds pass before he springs away from you. "Wh-wha?! What?! Y-you, you you you actually like me?!"

"Why else would I have kissed you like that?!"

"Because you said that "losers like me would never get a girl." !"

You sighed. "So...are you rejecting me then.", you ask after a while, because as much as you hated the fact--Tonny was right. You said these exact words before you crashed your lips into his.

"No! It's just...I'm surprised that you're even harbouring any other feelings for me besides hate and disgust..."

"Hmpg, what can I do when you look like the sweetest candy in the world?!"

When you received no answer, you glanced back at him, only to catch him staring at you with a bewildered expression. "Wh-what does that mean? "Sweetest eye candy"??"

You groaned out of embarrassment. "Do you even have any idea what you're doing to me, Gremminger?! Ever since I signed that contract you held in front of my nose, can't I stop thinking of you!

I can't stop thinking about your sweet, dorky smile, or how you blush so adorably when children laugh from your tricks! I cannot withstand myself even a second longer with you than necessary, otherwise I might just pounce on you and just---kiss the missing daylights out of you! It's surely because You've trapped me under your spell!"

"Under my spell?! Y-you're one to talk, walking around with that gorgeous body of yours, looking all divine and stuff! And when you even as much as look at me, I don't know what to do! Your presence next to me alone makes me look like the biggest idiot!"

As you two were glaring with each other, heavy blush settled on your cheeks, it dawned to you two that you just confessed to each other.

You lowered your head, but you could hear the crunching of the small rocks and sand coming in contact with Tonny's boots as he came closer to you. He sat down next to you, hesitantly putting an arm around your shoulder to see if it's alright, and when you lean on him again does he pull you a little closer to himself.

"...you mean to say that all those years...I could've had your love? Times like five minutes before our...confessing?"

"...maybe? I don't know..."

"...m-may I ask why today?"

"Because today's my birthday. And I just had to see you smile at yet another girl..."

"Wait today's your birthday?! Why didn't you tell me-"

"The people from my home died on my nineteenth birthday. And all those years, I couldn't forgive myself for still being alive, and not them, hell I'm immortal thanks to that contract!...I...also never experienced love, and from what I can remember, my parents should have been divorced a long time ago...sorry if I spoke too much..."

"N-not at all! I think it's good if you talk to somebody about your past, isn't it? Also, I'm sorry for your loss. And I think that I understand now."

"Yeah, you're right. And thank you for understanding. I'm also sorry for not treating you right all those years when you've been nothing but kind and sweet to me, Anthonn."

"Ah- y-you said---my name-!", he stuttered. 'Is this why you didn't call me by my first name all those years!? Did you know the effect-'

"Stop laughing, dammit!"

"Sorry! Sorry, I just can't!"

"____! Stop bullying me already! Don't you think these past centuries had been enough already??"

And you had a genuine smile on your face, although it looked rather mischievous. "Hm...is it? I don't know. I think you can handle a little more, Anthonn~!"

And there went Anthonn's beige skin color, swapped with a cherry red one. Even after all that, it just truly feels like he fell in love with you all over again, and you allowing yourself to give him your love.

"...so, uh, ya were jelly?"

"Wanna break up?"

"No- wait, you didn't even ask me anything regarding that! ...O-or should I-"

"Dear Anthonn Gremminger, would you like to be my boyfriend?"

How can he still be such a blushing mess?! You literally just kissed him ten minutes ago! Ugh, so much for being a loser, huh?

"U-uh, I mean, Yes! I-I would love to be your boyfriend!"

"Good. And don't ever mention, smile at or even look another girl outside of the circus ever again. If you know what's best for you, that is."

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So, let's stop here because it's already 11 pm at my place. So, after you've read it, please leave a like, a comment, reblog it if you want (but please not as your own work), and yeah!

I'mma go sleep now. good night/morning/whatever.

Read you in the next post!

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