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marianosbrixton · 1 year

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Saturdays | F.G.

Paring | Foolish_Gamers x fem!reader

WC | 1200

Genre | fluff

A/N | hello everyone!!! This is officially my second foolish fanfic and I enjoyed writing this one A LOT. I hope you guys enjoy it too.

“Ow ow ow ow,” Foolish complains as you brush the comb through his long tangle of hair. He’s spent the last year growing out his hair so he can put it in a man bun but clearly, he can’t handle taking care of it. You giggle softly at his complaints, it's like a little kid.

“Babe all I’m doing is brushing your hair,” you smile and gently bend down to kiss the top of his head, “I’m sorry for hurting you.” This gesture makes him explode in a wide smile. You chuckle again, thinking when I start dating a toddler.

The kiss seemed to have worked as Foolish settles down and allows you to finish combing his hair. Once finished, you gently rake your fingers through his hair. It's freshly washed so it's soft to the touch. You’re incredibly jealous of how nice his hair is, you would have to do double the work to get yours to be even close to how silky his is.

“All done babe.” You say and he immediately jumps up from the chair you forced him to sit in so you can reach his head. He turns around and hugs you tightly, picking you up. You squeal at the motion, but you know you’re safe in his arms.

He sets you down and then turns to look in the mirror, “put it up now please,” He pleads with a smile. You nod and sit him back down.

“I can’t believe you actually grew your hair out,” you say while gently collecting all of his hair into one hand, the hair tie ready in your other, “I thought you would’ve given up by like three months.”

Foolish gasps and dramatically puts a hand over his chest, “you didn’t believe in me? I’m hurt, really.” He pouts but you just laugh. You lean over and press a quick kiss on his lips. He reciprocates it but still continues to pout after you pull away.

You tie his hair up, a few pieces falling out around his face. You step back to admire your work, but you physically halt when you see how attractive the hairstyle looks on your boyfriend. He stands up and checks the hairdo in the mirror before turning to you for approval.

“Do you like it?” he says almost cautiously, letting you know that your opinion mattered greatly to you. Unfortunately, you’re still in absolute shock. All you can do is stare at him and nod. He tilts his head in confusion at your response, “love? You, okay?”

This snaps you back to reality and you nod again, “uh what? Yeah. I- I mean you look great.” You silently curse yourself for the stuttering and blush that you feel rise to your cheeks. Of course, Foolish takes notice of this and the corners of his mouth pull into a smirk.

“I think you like it more than you’re letting on,” he slowly walks towards you and wraps a strong arm around your waist. He leans down towards your ear, you can feel his warm breath on your neck before he whispers, “tell me how you really feel sweetheart.”

You shiver and gulp quite loudly. He laughs and kisses your cheek, then again but closer to your lips. He keeps going until he gently presses his lips against yours. Your body reacts before your brain can, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer as you kiss him back. He smiles into the kiss, leaning down to wrap his arm around your thighs and lifting you up. You wrap your legs around his waist and move your hands to cup his face. After what felt like days, but couldn’t possibly have been more than a few minutes, you pull away.

His lips are flushed with color and some of his stray hairs have fallen in front of his eyes. You smile widely, gently brushing the hair out of his face. He smiles back at you and your thankful he's holding you because you would’ve surely fallen at the sight.

“You’re so beautiful” you whisper, admiring him with soft eyes.

“You’re more beautiful” He whispers back, pecking your lips again. You roll your eyes and shake your head.

“You look so good with this hair, very sexy” You compliment, playing gently with the ends of his hair. You mean every word; he definitely made the right choice in growing it out. Foolish’s smile grows at the compliment, and he pulls you closer. “I’m very glad that you like it, because if you didn’t, I would’ve cut it immediately.” He nodded at his own words. He has that cheeky joker tone in his voice, but you know that there is a hint of truth behind it. You chuckle and shake your head again.

“You can’t cut it; your fans would kill you”. You’re not wrong either. The doozers, as they’ve dubbed themselves, would be very upset if Foolish cut his hair, especially before showing them that it can finally be pulled into a man bun. Foolish just groans and rests his forehead on yours.

“I don’t care what they think. I only care what you think.” He whispers, closing his eyes and just enjoying your proximity.

“Well, I care what they think, and I think that you should take a few pictures right now and show them that you have finally accomplished being about to have a man bun.” He agrees and reluctantly sets you down to take a few mirror pics of the hair.

“Help me caption it.” He pleads, handing you, his phone. You chuckle and think about what to write, trying to channel your inner Foolish. He leans down and puts his chin on your shoulder as you write, typing out “Over a year in the making...MANBUN!”

“Perfect!” He laughs and grabs the phone back, hitting ‘tweet’.

“You’re welcome,” you say laughing with him and leaning over to kiss his cheek. He accepts it happily and turns to you.

“Gotta go stream now!” His smile increases but yours turns into a frown. “NOOOOO!” You complain, latching onto him tightly so he can’t leave, “Don’t leave me!”

He only laughs and hugs you back, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head, “Sweetheart, I gotta go. It’s my job.” You shake your head and tighten your hold on him.

“You always leave me to stream and I’m not able to be with you for like twelve hours because we haven’t come out to the public as a couple yet.” You pout, hoping to get some pity out of him. He sighs and cups his face.

“I’ll do a short stream today okay, max five hours, and then after we can go get something to eat, come back, cuddle, watch a movie, and come up with ideas of how to tell my fans about us, okay?” He presses a gentle kiss to your lips and rubs your cheeks softly with the pads of his thumbs.

“Okay, I love you.” You say, returning the kiss.

“I love you more! Okay, gotta go, Punz is yelling at me to play league with him!” He squeals and runs to his streaming room.

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marianosbrixton · 2 years

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i can’t sleep, therefore i’ll re-read this fic for the fiftieth time

Lullaby.

— PAIRING: cc!wilbur soot / (y/n) (she/her)

— SUMMARY: it's the middle of the night and (Y/N) can't sleep, and it's lucky for her that her boyfriend is always so willing to help.

—AUTHOR'S NOTE: here's another cute little thing! inspired by the fact that i can never seem to fall asleep before 1am recently, and I really think Will's a super cuddly soft boyfriend that would help you fall asleep. Can you tell I like the cliche of playing music for someone?

—WORD COUNT: 1.3k

♡MY MASTERLIST♡

She should be sleeping right now.

There was nothing keeping her up, and in every imaginable scenario, she would be asleep. Everything was perfect; she was in the exact situation that she yearned for on other restless nights. A gentle drizzle was beating melodically against the window, and the cold, wintery air outside threatening to overtake the apartment kept the room at the perfect, chilly temperature, though here in bed, tucked under the thick comforter, was nice and cozy, not to mention the personal-heater of a man whose limbs were tangled with hers, pulling her close against him.

Will.

She opened her eyes, deciding she wasn’t going to fall asleep any time soon, and smiled at the sight of her boyfriend laying next to her, his hair a floppy dark mess falling over his forehead and eyes, his expression so calm and gentle, lips parted slightly as he made sleepy little noises from deep in dreamland. She marveled at his existence for a second, cherishing the moment playing out before her, watching the gentle movements of his chest with each slow breath, forever grateful she was able to see this sight that no one else could. She’d never felt so loved in her life, and it was so sweet to know that he loved her like he did, that she could always trust him. Even then, though, she couldn’t bring herself to wake him up.

She reached out to touch his face, to just run a finger across his jaw, his cheeks, over his soft lips, up to his hair, cherishing the man she got to call her own. His face twitched softly at her touch, but she kept her hand cradled against his head, fingers weaved through his hair.

“(Y/N)...” His voice was barely a whisper.

Thinking he was just mumbling about her in his sleep, this girl smiled and didn’t respond, continuing to play with his hair as if he was simply a doll for her enjoyment at this moment. But then, he blinked slowly, and she found herself lost in his half-lidded, warm eyes.

“Why ‘re you up?” His words were slow, sleepy, and slurred together. He reached his own hand up to cup her face, running his thumb in circles on her cheek.

“Just couldn’t sleep, that’s all. You can go back to sleep.”

He pouted his lips slightly and shuffled around under the sheets, propping himself up on one elbow to look at her. He hated when she tried to deal with her problems alone, hated the idea that he wasn’t helping if there was something- anything- he could do. “Love, is something wrong? Why can’t you sleep?”

“Everything’s fine. I just can’t get to sleep, I don’t know why.”

Will reached over to check the time on his phone on the bedside table before turning back with a gasp. “Sweetheart… It's two in the morning. Have you not fallen asleep yet at all?” When she shook her head at him, he rolled in close to gather her up in his arms and squeeze her against his warm body. “You should have woken me earlier. I would have tried to help you.”

“I didn’t want to bother-”

“Love, love…” Will quieted her before she even had the chance to finish the sentence. He knew that sentence all too well. He had heard it fall from her lips more than he would like, and he always made sure to remind her she wasn’t bothering him. One of these days, he promised himself, I’ll make sure she gets so used to my love for her that she no longer worries about bothering me. She was snuggling her face into his chest, and as cute as she was, Will needed to look in her eyes. “Hey, look. Look at me, (Y/N).” He lifted her face gently to gaze into her eyes. She was bashful, she knew how much he despised that sentence she had just mumbled, but she looked up at him. “You’re never a bother to me. Never. Whenever you need something, tell me. I’m never going to be upset that you need me or want me. I love when you tell me you need me, I love helping you, you understand? I love you.”

“Mhm, I know. I love you, Will.”

“Mm, good.” He leaned down to press a kiss against her head. “Now, do you want me to help you fall asleep right now, or do you want to stay up for a bit? You want me to get you some tea, maybe a snack? Watch TV for a bit? Or maybe just cuddle and talk?” Before she could answer, he interrupted himself with another idea. One he knew she would say yes to. “Oh! I know what you want.” He smirked down at her, his idea playing around in his head as he crawled out of bed. “You want me to play you some little lullabies, yeah?” He saw the way she smiled as he grabbed his guitar and sat crisscross on the bed next to where she lay. “You do, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes, please, Will.”

“Alright settle in, you. Get all cozy.”

(Y/N) pulled the blankets up cozy around her, snuggling back into the pillows but letting her eyes stay open, watching Will as he played a few stray notes, watching the way his hair fell, the expression on his face, the love when he looked over to you. “I’m still half-asleep, and I’m just gonna improvise something for you, so sorry if this isn’t my best.”

He started slowly, playing a little gentle melody so simply and fluidly that there was no way- at least, in (Y/N)’s head- that he improvised it; it was as if the music came directly from his heart, and he was playing from his heart for only her to hear. The notes, mixing with the sound of the rain drizzling down outside, were like an instant dose of melatonin, and already her eyelids felt heavy. He was simply a drug, he was so madly in love with her that he was willing to get up out of his cozy bed and lull her to sleep with his music just to help her get to sleep, he let her lay in his bed, in his sweater, watching her with soft, adoring eyes, watching her slowly drift off into sleep to the sound of his music and his voice. Will himself could barely believe the feelings he felt for this girl, words couldn’t even express it properly, and he frequently worried he wasn’t showing the true extent his love went. He felt as if he were bleeding love for her, there was so much love overflowing, seeping through his skin, and there was no proper way for him to show just how in love he was. So he tried his hardest to put his love into every word he spoke to her, every hug and every kiss, every song he sang to her, and every single look he gave her. And he was trying his hardest to put his love into this little lullaby he was playing for her.

Not even ten minutes into the music, (Y/N) was making soft, sleepy sounds from the pile of covers next to him, and Will stopped to whisper her name a few times. She had fallen asleep. Smiling at the cute girl in his bed, curled up so small next to him, and taking pride in the fact that he was the reason she finally got to sleep, the antidote to her problem, he set his guitar aside and lay back down next to her, carefully pulling the cuddly lump of blankets into his arms, careful not to wake her.

He lay a soft goodnight kiss against her temple and wrapped his arms around her, feeling his own eyelids grow heavy again.

“Goodnight, my love. Dream of me.”

And she did.

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marianosbrixton · 2 years

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god, how i wish i’d had this when i was in school

Smile Drop.

pairing: cc!wilbur soot / gn!reader

summary: in the past few months, Wilbur has noticed a drastic change in you- in your energy, your mood, your eagerness at life, even- and its starting to worry him.

author note: this is entirely self-indulgent because my work has me working 10 days straight without a day off, and makes me do other people's work when they're a no-call no-show. I've been super drained lately, I haven't seen my irl friends in weeks and I've barely even gotten time with my family. So yeah. It's been really really tiring. Also I know the title doesn't really make sense but like I thought of it and got attached so it HAS to be the title.

warnings: mentions of mental exhaustion and toxic work environments

word count: 1.8k

[masterlist]

You were hurting. And you were hurting him.

Wilbur hated to see you so down. He couldn’t stand the thought of you, let alone the actual sight of you crying. Whenever you came in the door after a bad day, with tears flowing down your cheeks, his heart broke over and over again, and he immediately pulled you into the safety of his arms and cuddled you back to your cheerful self again. He never wanted to see you sad or in pain or uncomfortable or even tired, and he made it his mission to ensure you the most comfortable and safe environment possible, whenever he could. That was his duty as your boyfriend, and he took pride in his ability to finally help you see the bright side of everything.

That is, until lately.

A few months ago, you had gotten hired at a new job. It paid better than your previous one, and you had been so excited to finally, maybe, see some improvement in your bank account- which seemed to be stagnant, month after month of working your minimum wage job. Wilbur had been excited with you, and had taken you out to dinner all fancy and dressed up to celebrate this next step in life. He was proud of you, you were excited, and everything was falling into place. The joy didn’t last long, though.

Not long after the training period of your job was over, Wilbur began to notice a change in you. The first time you walked through the door after work with tears in your eyes, sobbing to him about your day, he just assumed okay, everyone has bad days at work. He had bad days sometimes when inspiration wouldn’t come and he couldn’t accomplish anything he meant to do. But a bad day turned into a bad week, turned into a bad month, and then suddenly you were a completely different person- worn down, tired, unable to find any joy in the things you used to love. You stopped taking care of yourself the way you used to-- your shared self-care nights were now a thing of the past– and you would come home tired, fall asleep in his arms, and wake up again just to go to bed, only ever eating if Wilbur practically held the fork to your lips. Your boss was a prick and piled the work up on you until you could barely handle it, expecting you to do other people’s work on top of your own whenever someone didn’t show up, and your coworkers were assholes to you. It was such a toxic work environment, from what he heard you say.. It was madly unfair, and Wilbur hated it. He loved you, but he hated seeing you have to deal with it. He hated that there was nothing he could do to help, aside from cuddles to ease the pain. He hated to hear about the way you were treated, and he hated to see what this job was doing to you. He began to wish you never got the job.

Wilbur’s apartment door opened and closed, and he stood, a solemn expression on his face, to go meet you at the door.

He gave you a weak smile. “Hey, love.” Silently, you wrapped your arms weakly around his midsection. You never greeted him with a smile anymore. You used to come home excited, running into his arms and rambling about your day. Even if it was a bad day, you still would smile upon seeing him. Not anymore. Wilbur’s smile dropped as he pulled off your jacket and took your bag. “Another bad day?”

“Oh, Wil.”

You were practically whimpering against his sweater, and his heart broke again. He reached a hand to your back, cradling you against him. “C’mon, let’s go lay down.”

You were still quiet as he practically dragged you over to the couch and laid you down, taking off your shoes for you and watching as you curled up into a tiny ball next to him. His heart ached. You were exhausted- physically, mentally, emotionally, even. He brushed the hair out of your eyes and laid himself down next to you to pull you into a tight hug, squishing you between his body and the back of the couch like you loved so much. He pressed his lips to your ear and whispered. “Do you want to talk about it?” When you didn’t respond to him, he knew something needed to be done. You’d been getting worse and worse every day, and he couldn’t stand to see you like this anymore. “Sweetheart, you sleeping?”

“No. Just…” You didn’t want to say tired. You weren’t tired, you were just… exhausted.

“Okay. Can we… talk about something?”

That got you to perk your head up with sudden alertness, anxiety that he hated to see on you. “What?”

Wilbur was quick to comfort you. “Hey, hey no. No, it’s not… I’m not mad at you, okay? It’s just… something that’s been on my mind. A lot, actually.”

“O-oh. Okay.”

“I just… I’m worried about you.” Wilbur began slowly, holding his partner's hands between his own and playing with them. He didn’t want you to think he was upset, but he really, really needed to tell you how he was feeling. He couldn’t stand it anymore. “Sweetheart, ever since you started this job, you’ve…. You’ve changed. I- I’m not putting the blame on you, I know work is tough and your boss is a dick, but seeing you hurting like this is hard to watch. You’re… you’re not yourself anymore.” He watched you look away, suddenly ashamed that he’d been worrying about you so much- he knew you too well. His fingers ran through yours, marveling at how small they were compared to his. “Hey, look.” He lifted your face with his steady hand, looking deep into your eyes with the type of intimacy that comforted you, showed you he cared and he knew you and he knew something was wrong and he wanted to help. “I love you. I don’t like seeing you go through all this.” The gentle pads of his thumbs pulled at the edge of your lips, quirking them up into a little smile- a gesture that usually made you start to laugh, no matter how sad you were. His smile dropped when you didn’t. “I… I’ve been spending the last few months just watching… watching your smile… drop. You don’t enjoy the things you used to love. Your art, your writing, even the shitty guitar lessons I’ve been giving you. Even our cuddles. I don’t think I’ve seen you smile all week, love. I want to see you smile again. I want to see you happy again. I want to see you enjoy life again.”

“I’m sorry.” You dropped your head down again and whimpered.

“No, no no no. Don’t apologize. I know how excited you were about getting this job. But… is it what you wanted it to be?”

You shook your head.

“So, can I… can I offer advice? I won’t if you don’t want it.”

You lifted your head to look at him again, shyly. “Okay.”

“I think… and you don’t have to, but, I think you should look for a new job.” Again, he tacked on the reassurance. “Only if you want to. It’s your decision, of course. I just… this job isn’t what you wanted, and it’s affecting your life. They’re treating you horridly.”

“I’ve been trying, Wil!” You exclaimed weakly, not at him, but out of pure, pent-up weeks of frustration. “I’ve been looking, but I don’t have the qualifications for anything that pays well and is close to home. It’s so hard. It’s so frustrating.”

“Hey, hey.” He took your hands in his again. “I understand how it’s frustrating. What if you just… quit, and take some time to recover? Just do some of the things you love. When you find a job, you can go back, but I’d be more than happy with providing for both of us for a bit, you know?” He saw the question registering in your head, the way your eyes lit up with hope for the first time in months. He smiled. That was at least something.

“Would you? I- I don’t want to just… mooch off of you.”

“You wouldn’t be, I can’t stand seeing you come home so broken down every day. I would love to just… see you here, happy, doing things you love. Maybe you can even join me in streams and stuff, yeah? Wouldn’t that be fun? You’ve wanted to, remember?” Again, he backtracked to make sure you knew he wasn’t pushing. “Only if you want. But I can see how unhappy you are with your job. I wanna see that smile come back. So, if you wanna just… chill, for a bit, I’d be happy with that. Do you wanna quit this job?”

Slowly, miraculously, the corners of your lips finally lifted into the softest little smile Wilbur had ever seen, and he felt his shoulders relax, a weight lifted off of him, a breath leaving him that he had been holding for, perhaps, weeks. You were smiling again.

“Yeah, I wanna quit.”

He grinned, wide, and happy, so, so happy that you were finally smiling again. “C’mere. Let’s rest.” His arms tightened their hold on you, his head dropped to the crook of your neck to leave a gentle, loving kiss against your warm skin, his hair tickling your face. He heard soft giggling escape your lips and smiled into you. Finally, finally, his sweetheart was smiling again. He continued his kisses up your neck and your cheeks, before finally settling face-to-face with you. “I love you so much. I want you happy, sweetheart. I hate seeing what this job is doing to you. And know that I am here to support you and help you, whatever you decide to do about it.” He set a smooch against your lips, and for the first time in weeks, you eagerly reached up to cup his face to yours and kiss back. “Mmm!” He hummed in pleasant surprise, settling comfortably into the kiss. When you finally released him, he grinned at you. “Already feeling happier?”

You nodded up at him. “Thank you, Wil. I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetheart, so much.” His heart fluttered in his chest, and he went back to cradling you against him, urging you to sleep. “Tomorrow morning I’ll help you write your resignation letter, alright? We’ll take down that shitty boss of yours together. Get some rest,” With one more kiss to your temple as your eyes slipped close with a smile, and a plan to watch you drift into a peaceful slumber, he whispered, close to your ear:

“You deserve it.”

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marianosbrixton · 2 years

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hey!

i was just wondering if anybody wanted to talk about techno a little bit? his passing’s hit me a lot harder than i thought it would, and since i don’t have any irl friends who really knew him, the last few days have felt pretty lonely and overall really tough.

i know some of you might be in the same boat as me so i wanted to reach out and see if anyone wanted to chat a little bit, whether that’s about how you’re feeling, or moments of his to laugh about (or anything, really).

i don’t care if we’ve never spoken, send me a dm or something if you’re interested!

regardless, i hope you’re all taking care of yourselves <3

#technoblade #techno #mcyt

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marianosbrixton · 2 years

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rest in peace techno <3

if anybody needs to talk or a virtual hug, i’m here!

#technoblade #techno

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marianosbrixton · 2 years

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marianosbrixton · 2 years

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yes i did just watch the umbrella academy season three in one sitting and what of it

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marianosbrixton · 2 years

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why is it that when i try to think of ideas for something to write my brain is just tumbleweeds

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marianosbrixton · 2 years

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sobbing currently

ben in the afterlife watching right along with the rest of us. he's just like me fr :')

this is gonna be my last art post before s3 drops, i'll see you all on the other side <3

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marianosbrixton · 2 years

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real footage of me swooning rn

my lover, you x dtqk

synopsis! being in a relationship with the dtqk / separate!!

read me! likes, feedbacks, and especially reblogs are highly appreciated; come talk to me if you wanna repost my writings on other sites please. very soft stuff, light cursing, and all the love from your barbara mwah - should i do this with other people too lmk!! / leave a request

word count! written in bullet / hc form! 5 bullets each!

dream "suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you"

he's caring and a bubble of chaotic energy, mans likes to see you giggle so he kids around with you when the two of you are alone

the two of you on the couch just cuddling with patches, your hand lost in his fluffy hair and just snuggled up in each others warmth

hearing him yell while he's filming for twitch or youtube, him flexing him to the guys and them just loving you.

he plays around with george right? acting possessive and all, but that just radiates protective and will fight anyone who insults or hurts you boyfriend kinda vibes. i mean you've seen him on twitter right?

mildly jealous, supports your dreams lol dream will 100% not cheat. he treats you with respect unless you like being disrespected o_0

george "i take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover"

gentleman and eye candy.

millions of stupid, quirky, funky, images of the two of you together on his phone - to keep in track of your beautiful relationship.

likes to go on walks, holding hands. matching clothes!! wearing the iconic goggles together <33

you help him with his job sometimes and he helps you with yours! george gets you this cute techy e-card that says you make his world more colorful for an anniversary and your heart just melts

i think with time, communication with george becomes more and more efficient - he's sorta shy at first and then he'll eventually share tmi with you for shits and giggles.

sapnap "you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me"

you're his sweet cuddlebug. little dirty talk to make you blush and see you get shy.

he listens to you go about your day and you guys laugh about stupid shit you find on the internet, sends you memes that reminds him of you cause you do be on his mind 24/7.

going on road trips, vibing with him without a specific place to go to in mind really - y'all would go to a fucking minecraft inspired place, y'all would go to the ends of the damn earth, as long as y'all are together y'all would be down to go anywhere.

discord calls, skype videocall, chitchatting from the latest of nights to the earliest of mornings with him.

wearing his clothes, and him just staring at you with the softest look in his eyes - just for him to remind you in the cheesiest high pitched voice "you better wash that before giving it back, sweets" with an eerie smile and wide eyes

quackity "swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover"

playful, charming, and growing smile lines because of him always cracking you up.

two swifties in love >< / the two of you having a lot of inside jokes and people mentioning them unknowingly making the two of you snicker at each other

always checks up on you and tells you about his day, taking care of him and cheering him up - giving him energy to study and cooking him his favorite!

ngl the biggest simp. not really, but he likes to spoil you. period.

you are honored and blessed to see his gorgeous smile endlessly.

karl "all's well that ends well to end up with you"

attentive and sweet.

likes to make fun of you, in a non insulting way of course. he easily matches energies with you, loves to get into whatever you're into and spend quality time together

remembers details, likes to note things you like so he doesn't forget and when you mention something that makes him remember something he tells you; it just warms your heart

you get to meet cool people you love through him, but at the end of the day he's still the coolest.

dancing in the middle of the night, lip syncing to the most random song together and just having a blast with your boyfriend

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marianosbrixton · 2 years

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“two swifties in love” me and who

my lover, you x dtqk

synopsis! being in a relationship with the dtqk / separate!!

word count! written in bullet / hc form! 5 bullets each!

dream "suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you"

he's caring and a bubble of chaotic energy, mans likes to see you giggle so he kids around with you when the two of you are alone

the two of you on the couch just cuddling with patches, your hand lost in his fluffy hair and just snuggled up in each others warmth

hearing him yell while he's filming for twitch or youtube, him flexing him to the guys and them just loving you.

mildly jealous, supports your dreams lol dream will 100% not cheat. he treats you with respect unless you like being disrespected o_0

george "i take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover"

gentleman and eye candy.

millions of stupid, quirky, funky, images of the two of you together on his phone - to keep in track of your beautiful relationship.

likes to go on walks, holding hands. matching clothes!! wearing the iconic goggles together <33

you help him with his job sometimes and he helps you with yours! george gets you this cute techy e-card that says you make his world more colorful for an anniversary and your heart just melts

i think with time, communication with george becomes more and more efficient - he's sorta shy at first and then he'll eventually share tmi with you for shits and giggles.

sapnap "you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me"

you're his sweet cuddlebug. little dirty talk to make you blush and see you get shy.

he listens to you go about your day and you guys laugh about stupid shit you find on the internet, sends you memes that reminds him of you cause you do be on his mind 24/7.

discord calls, skype videocall, chitchatting from the latest of nights to the earliest of mornings with him.

quackity "swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover"

playful, charming, and growing smile lines because of him always cracking you up.

two swifties in love >< / the two of you having a lot of inside jokes and people mentioning them unknowingly making the two of you snicker at each other

always checks up on you and tells you about his day, taking care of him and cheering him up - giving him energy to study and cooking him his favorite!

ngl the biggest simp. not really, but he likes to spoil you. period.

you are honored and blessed to see his gorgeous smile endlessly.

karl "all's well that ends well to end up with you"

attentive and sweet.

likes to make fun of you, in a non insulting way of course. he easily matches energies with you, loves to get into whatever you're into and spend quality time together

remembers details, likes to note things you like so he doesn't forget and when you mention something that makes him remember something he tells you; it just warms your heart

you get to meet cool people you love through him, but at the end of the day he's still the coolest.

dancing in the middle of the night, lip syncing to the most random song together and just having a blast with your boyfriend

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A comic about a dream I had about a snake

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could u please do dteam reacting to a reader getting hate for dating them please?🥺

just posted! thank you for requesting, i hope you like it!

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people started talking, putting us through our paces; dream team

pairings: dream, sapnap, georgenotfound x reader (separate)

summary: dream team when you get hate for dating them

warnings: discussions of receiving hate, some swear words sprinkled here and there

a/n: i accidentally deleted dream’s entire section immediately after writing it and i almost threw a tantrum

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dream

✧ regardless of whether or not you’re also in the public eye, i feel like dream would really want to keep your relationship a secret, because he knows you’ll undoubtedly be swarmed with a tsunami of negativity

✧ unfortunately, he’s no stranger to receiving hate, and i think he would try his absolute hardest to protect you from having to deal with it, because he knows how overwhelming it can be

✧ however, let’s say that whether by accident or on purpose, people found out about you

✧ a ton of dream’s fans are super nice and they really appreciate how happy you make him and they think you’re super cool!

✧ although, a good chunk of them also aren’t so nice, and there’s a ton of little b-words on twitter just trying to be mean to you >:(

✧ it’s sort of inevitable that when you’re around somebody with that much media attention, there are bound to be people with something bad to say

✧ i imagine you would have known this, and you’d brace yourself for it as much as you could, but it would probably be pretty hard to prepare for something like that, and naturally, it might get to you a little

✧ dream would be super apologetic to you, i think, because it’d be a bit hard not to blame yourself when somebody you love is getting that kind of attention just for being in your life

✧ you know it’s not his fault though, and you tell him that whenever he starts to feel guilty about it

✧ he’d definitely comfort you if the things people were saying started getting to you. i know i’m a pretty sensitive person so i’d definitely need a few hugs to feel okay after that

✧ he’d remind you of how beautiful you are and how much you add to his life until it was drilled into your head

✧ he’d tattoo it across his forehead if that’s what you needed to stop feeling sad

✧ i know he’s had a tendency in the past to speak out of emotion when people say things that upset him, so i think there could realistically be a possibility of that happening (because it upsets him that people who don’t even know you are being so blatantly cruel for no reason), but i also think he’d want to have a level head when talking about it, because it’s not just him he has to think about, it’s you

✧ the way i can imagine him addressing it is by doing a short stream, maybe 10-15 minutes and being pretty direct about it

✧ i think, to him, making a tweet would feel too impersonal, and, for your sake, he wouldn’t want to make it into a massive thing (i don’t know about you but my anxiety would go 📈📈 if i had the entirety of twitter talking about me), but it’s a big enough thing that he wants to speak one on one with his audience and let them know that he won’t tolerate any level of unkindness towards you

✧ he’d try to be as composed as possible, but it’s a naturally upsetting thing, and he’d come off as very stern (as he should though). i feel like he’s gotten pretty used to sitting there and accepting the hate he receives, because at this point, it’s part of the job and there’s nothing he can really do about it, but he refuses not to defend you, because there’s no way you deserve the way people are treating you

✧ if you asked him not to say anything about it, i honestly don’t really think he’d want to listen. he wouldn’t directly go against your wishes, and if you really didn’t want him to, he wouldn’t, but he’d definitely try to plead his case and let you know that it’s important to him that he doesn’t let people think it’s okay to talk to you like that

✧ at the end of the day, he just wants you to be okay, and he’ll respect you on the way you want the situation to be handled

✧ if you want him to ask his audience to stop, he’s already taking mental notes on what he’s planning to say

✧ if you just want to shut out the world for a bit and spend time together, he’s wrapping you up in a tight hug before you can even finish your sentence

✧ he loves you, and he’d do absolutely anything for people to realise how incredible you are

sapnap

✧ sapnap is the one i can imagine getting the most angry over it

✧ he’s proven time and time again how fiercely loyal of a person he is, and when people start to be shitty towards the people he cares about, he doesn’t hesitate to put them in their place

✧ i can definitely see him not even waiting to ask you what you want him to do before he’s sending out multiple angry tweets about how he absolutely will not put up with anybody mistreating you, especially people who claim to be his fans

✧ i can’t see him talking about it on stream, just because that doesn’t really seem like his style, but he wouldn’t hesitate to ban people from his chat (or directly call them out) if they have nothing nice to say

✧ in all honesty he’d probably get so caught up in being mad about it and fighting people online that he’d sort of forget to check in with you and see how you’re doing with it all

✧ once he does remember, though, he’s very attentive to what you need to help you through it

✧ if you’re pretty upset about it, he’d probably have to fight the urge to pull out his phone and berate everybody who played a part in making you that sad

✧ but he knows in the moment that that’s not what you need, and he’ll remind himself to focus on you instead of them

✧ i feel like him asking you what you want him to do is less “what do i do?” but more “here’s what i’m going to do”

✧ he’s a bit like dream in the sense that if you really, really didn’t want him to make a big deal out of it, he would respect that, because at the end of the day, you’re his main priority in this situation

✧ but he’d be absolutely itching to let the people who are hating on you know exactly what he thinks and how little he tolerates their actions, to the point where it’s probably better to just let him do it and deal with the consequences

✧ once he knows for sure that you’re okay with him addressing it, oh boy, he goes off

✧ if you think for even a second that this man wouldn’t fight tooth and nail to defend you, you’re incredibly wrong

✧ he’d fight everyone in the entire universe for you if that’s what it took for them to shut the hell up and stop being bullies

✧ he’d probably shut his phone (and yours) off for a little bit afterwards just so there’s some distance between the both of you and everything else

✧ the time away would definitely do you some good, and it gives him the opportunity to give you his absolute, undivided attention, which, let’s be honest, he always does regardless

george

✧ george is the one i think would be the most passive about it

✧ not passive in the sense that he’s at all okay with it, because he’s definitely not, but more in the sense that his focus would be entirely on you and how he can help you, rather than on how he can address it

✧ he’d be like dream in the sense that he feels extremely guilty that you’re getting this hate essentially because of him (even though it’s not his fault in the slightest), the only difference is that i don’t feel like he’d bring it up

✧ he doesn’t want to make it about him, because you’re the one being targeted, not him, and you’re the one that needs support

✧ he already doesn’t express his emotions much, let alone when someone he cares about is going through something this overwhelming

✧ he’d probably dread having to bring it up to his audience, he very much doesn’t seem like the type of person who enjoys confrontation or any kind of conflict

✧ nobody likes being surrounded by negativity, but i think george would get extra uncomfortable when there’s some sort of contention within his community, especially when it’s regarding someone he’s close to

✧ when it comes to actually addressing it, i think he’s the most likely to properly ask you how you want the situation to be handled and build off of that

✧ if you say you’d rather not draw attention to it, he’s completely happy to just hang out with you for a few days and focus on helping you feel better

✧ but if you wanted him to ask everyone to stop, i think he’d sit down for about half an hour or so and plan out a few tweets that are kind enough that people know he’s not hostile but also stern enough that he knows they’ll listen

✧ george usually tries to be really accommodating to people even when they aren’t doing the same, so i don’t see him as the type to get noticeably angry, but you’d have to be blind not to see that he’s unhappy about it

✧ ultimately, he understands that there’s unfortunately not a whole lot he can do about it

✧ like, he can send out a few tweets (and he will) and block all the people in the world, but he knows that there’ll always be somebody with something to say, and nine times out of ten, it won’t be positive

✧ you know this too, and it really, really sucks, but you also know that nothing that anybody can say will change the way george sees you, and vice versa

✧ the two of you will get through it together, because you know he loves you no matter what, and that’s enough to make it all feel okay again

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mcyts as taylor swift songs; dtk + wilbur

pairings: dream, sapnap, georgenotfound, wilbur soot, karl jacobs x reader (separate)

summary: mcyts in a relationship as various taylor swift songs

warnings: a swear word in george and wilbur’s sections, references to unhealthy relationships in karl’s

a/n: i wasn’t joking when i wrote my bio

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dream

invisible string, delicate, ours

✧ i considered putting wildest dreams on the list but i held back

“and isn’t it just so pretty to think all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?”

✧ i couldn’t find the clip, but dream said once on a stream that invisible string is his favourite taylor swift song (an impeccable choice, if you ask me)

✧ i also read somewhere that he said he usually likes songs for their lyrics, which makes it so much more endearing that he likes it

✧ dream seems like such a loving person, and it really warms my heart to think about him with someone he loves, seeing them almost like a gift from the universe

✧ being with you seems so right and so perfect that he can’t help feeling as though he was destined to be yours, like it was written in the stars from the beginning of time

✧ he’s silently thanking every god and every universe for giving him someone as incredible as you

“my reputation’s never been worse, so you must like me for me.”

✧ it’s pretty well known to anybody with internet access that people will do essentially anything to cut dream down and turn people against him

✧ sometimes it feels like every two seconds there’s somebody with a new rumour trying to ruin what he’s built

✧ dream’s reputation hasn’t always been the best because of this, and while it sucks, and i wish people could recognise how much of a genuinely good person he is, i can imagine being cancelled a million times would do wonders for weeding out the fake people

✧ like, once your name has been dragged through the mud and there’s no longer anything you can do for them, they’ll leave pretty quickly because all they want to do is get further up the ladder than you

✧ so, when yet another rumour has come around, dream half expects you to walk away from him. not because you’re some selfish gold digger, but because, in his mind, who wouldn’t?

✧ but you’re like “don’t be dumb?? i'm literally in love with you??”

✧ and he’s all *insert smiling teary eyed emoji here because i haven’t updated my mac in five years and i don’t have it* “okay :D”

✧ it makes him love you even more, and it solidifies what he already knew, that you’re with him for him, not for dream, or for any other false version of himself that social media is constantly trying to push on him

“the stakes are high, the water’s rough, but this love is ours.”

✧ like i said before, there’s constantly somebody begging to be the new threat to dream’s career

✧ there’s always somebody starting a rumour or saying something negative, and i can only imagine how overwhelming it can be, especially when there are people in your life that you want to protect

✧ i can see dream sort of warning you a little bit, maybe letting you know the risks of being with him if god forbid, one day people found out about you, and the kind of hell that would break loose

✧ he wants to be with you, but more than anything, he wants to keep you safe, and if that means scaring you away by letting you know what you’re getting into, so be it

✧ but you’re not stupid, and you already know this. you know how bad it could be and how daunting all of it seems, but you also know how lucky you are to have someone like him, not only in your life, but caring about you half as much as you care about him

✧ you also know that, yes, twitter is absolutely terrifying, but not having him in your life is even scarier. the consequences could be astronomical, and it may not always be the easiest journey, but goddamnit, you love him, and you won’t apologise to anyone for it

sapnap

cowboy like me, i’m only me when i’m with you, daylight

“you’re a cowboy like me, and i’m never gonna love again.”

✧ i wish i could give a reason for choosing this song beyond the use of the word cowboy but i really can’t

✧ i would, however like to take a moment to appreciate this song (it reminds me of rodrick heffley and heather hills but i don’t want to have that conversation right now)

✧ it follows the perspective of somebody who’s used to having to use rich people to find their way in the world and gave up on the idea of trying to find love

✧ but then they find someone who leads the same life as them (hence “you’re a cowboy like me”) and all of a sudden they’re in love and it’s like this massive, world-shattering thing

✧ they’re so used to swindling people and winning people over just to take the money and run the first chance they get, but out of nowhere, there’s somebody they want to do right by and it’s so beautifully written (”with your boots beneath my bed, forever is the sweetest con” 😫)

✧ i also love the use of “i’m never gonna love again”, because most people view it as a heartbroken expression, but in this context, i interpret it as not wanting to love anyone ever again because you know you’ll never need anything more than the person in front of you (which, pertaining to sapnap, warms my heart <3)

✧ but anyway, cowboy sapnap supremacy 🤠

“you drive me crazy half the time, the other half i’m only trying to let you know that what i feel is true, and i’m only me when i’m with you.”

✧ i really need to stop choosing songs based on the fact that sapnap’s from texas but i really only picked this one because it’s from taylor’s debut album and it’s the most country one she’s made

✧ regardless, i do think it’s a good fit for him

✧ everyone knows that sapnap’s loud. he yells a lot, and he doesn’t try to hide it, which is very chaotic of him and could definitely result in him driving you up the wall a little bit, especially if you’re somebody that appreciates quiet environments

✧ if that’s the case, he would more than make up for it with soft forehead kisses and warm hugs while he mumbles muffled, “I’m sorry”s into your hair

✧ and how could you stay mad at him when he looks at you like you’re the only person he’s ever seen?

✧ he’s loud, and he’s occasionally unhinged, but he’s yours, and you know you wouldn’t be the same without him

✧ basically sapnap go ahead and scream directly into my ears, it’s fine 🥰

“i don’t want to look at anything else now that i saw you. i don’t want to think of anything else now that i thought of you.”

✧ sapnap’s pretty send tweet

✧ in all honesty i was reading a sapnap one shot while listening to daylight and it made my heart happy so i decided to put it on the list

✧ he’s just so 😍😍

✧ he’s so beautiful and he’s effortlessly funny and i can’t imagine dating him and not wanting to just look at him all the time

✧ he’s the best part of your life and everything is so much lighter and happier and overall just better with him around

✧ loving him makes you want to be a better person

✧ spoiler alert, he feels the same about you

george

cornelia street, message in a bottle, the way i loved you, london boy

“and i hope i never lose you, hope it never ends. i’d never walk cornelia street again. that’s the kind of heartbreak time could never mend.”

✧ it’s not a secret to anyone that george isn’t super outspoken in terms of his emotions, but i don’t at all think that means he doesn’t care very deeply about the people in his life

✧ i feel like maybe early on in the relationship, he’d be a little confused at all of these new feelings that seemingly came out of nowhere, and fair enough, emotions are hard, especially for someone who already has a hard time expressing them

✧ the reason i used cornelia street for george is because i feel like as confusing and messy as all of it might feel, one thing he’s absolutely sure of is how much he absolutely does not want to lose you

✧ he’s overwhelmed and he can’t think straight and nothing makes sense to him anymore, but he’d rather have all of those things than the gaping hole it would leave in his heart if you left

✧ he would spend the rest of his life missing you if he didn’t have you, and if there’s one thing he knows, it’s that.

“message in a bottle is all i can do, standing here hoping it gets to you.”

✧ like i said before, we know that george finds expressing his emotions a bit difficult

✧ i don’t think that would change a whole lot if he was in a relationship, and i can imagine that would frustrate him a little

✧ you know he loves you, and he knows you know he loves you, but it wouldn’t stop him from being annoyed at himself for struggling so much to say it

✧ he would try to show his love for you in other subtle ways, like refilling the water you keep by your bed in case you wake up thirsty in the middle of the night, or folding your laundry for you when he knows you’ve been too busy to do it yourself

✧ small gestures like that would make up most of your relationship, and the reason i used this line specifically for george is that he’d see these little expressions of love as throwing a bottle into the ocean and hoping that, somewhere along the way, you understand what he’s trying to say

✧ all he can do is hope you know how big of a place you hold in his heart (and you do <3)

“i never knew i could feel that much, and that’s the way i loved you.”

✧ with this one, i’m adding onto the idea that the way george feels about you would sort of just come out of nowhere and hit him like a ton of bricks

✧ like, one day he’s completely fine, then all of a sudden he’s head over heels in love with you and he doesn’t know what to do with all of these new feelings because holy shit, that’s a lot of emotions to feel towards one person in such a short time

✧ it’s honestly a huge shock to him, because he didn’t even realise it was possible for a person to love that strongly or to feel something that big, let alone that it could happen to him

✧ loving you is a completely new thing for him (a whole new world, if you will)

✧ it’s scary, unexplored territory, but he’s a little less frightened of it with you by his side

“they say home is where the heart is, but god, i love the english”

✧ george gets an extra one because i believe miss swift wrote london boy about him

✧ i don’t really have much to say about this one, he’s english and he’s pretty

✧ that’s all <3

wilbur

you belong with me (taylor’s version), you are in love, hey stephen (taylor’s version)

“have you ever thought, just maybe, you belong with me?”

✧ wilbur’s said a bunch of times that this is his favourite taylor swift song, so i figured i couldn’t make a headcanon like this without including it

✧ wilbur strikes me as someone who’s very sure of himself, so i can imagine that when he meets someone he likes, he has this innate desire to show them how good of an addition he could be to their life

✧ not in a cocky ‘look at me, i’m so good’ kind of way, but more in a ‘i think you’re an incredible person and you deserve the best the world has to offer, please let me show you why i can be that for you’ kind of way, you know?

✧ he knows he can make you happy, he just hopes you give him the chance to prove it

“one night, he wakes, strange look on his face, pauses, then says, ‘you’re my best friend,” and you knew what it was. he is in love.”

✧ this is my favourite taylor swift song so bear with me as i go on a tangent

✧ the entire premise of you are in love as a song is the idea of not needing the person you’re in a relationship with to tell you they love you because you can feel it in everything they do (hence “you can hear it in the silence, you can see it with the lights off” etc)

✧ and specifically when you compare “i was thinking on the drive down, any time now, he’s gonna say it’s love” from all too well (ten minute version) to “you can feel it on the way home” like?? it’s a stark contrast between willing yourself to wait out a shitty relationship in the dwindling hope that your partner will do something, anything, to prove to you that they care about you and then being in a relationship where they wake up in the middle of the night to tell you how much you mean to them. well done, blondie, i’m floored.

✧ “you keep his shirt, he keeps his word.” as somebody who has never experienced a man keeping his word, i appreciate this line a lot.

✧ the reason i associate this song with wilbur is because, even through a screen, he seems like the type of person who just radiates love, and i don’t even mean in an exclusively romantic way.

✧ even when he’s just playing dumb games with people he cares about, you can tell from the way he talks to them and about them that him loving them doesn’t begin or end in the moments that he outwardly expresses it (i hope that made sense)

✧ in being loved by wilbur soot, you would never for a second have to question or doubt how much you mean to him, because he would be constantly proving it to you

✧ whether it’s through the little glances you catch him throwing your way, looking at you as though you’d hung the stars in the sky, or the way he gently runs his hands through your hair in the middle of the night, or perhaps the way his face subtly lights up when you enter the room or when someone mentions you in conversation

✧ wilbur would show you that he loves you, even if it killed him.

“all those other girls, well, they’re beautiful, but would they write a song for you?”

✧ self explanatory but i’ll elaborate anyway

✧ wilbur’s written songs about the darkest times in his life, so i can definitely see, when he finds somebody who gives him a reason to get up in the morning and makes all his days brighter, him writing a song, or multiple songs, about them

✧ it sort of goes along with what i said before about how he has this desire to show the person he loves how happy he can make them. he knows there are a million other people out there that can kiss you on the cheek and buy you flowers, but how many of them will write you a song about how they’d never felt love until they looked at you?

✧ you, this beautiful human being who can make his whole day just by existing. he’s so sure that nobody else can love you as much as he can, and honestly, he’s probably right.

karl

begin again (taylor’s version), mine, stay stay stay (taylor’s version)

“you pull my chair out and help me in, and you don’t know how nice that is, but i do.”

✧ karl jacobs is an absolute sweetheart, that’s not a new concept, but karl with someone he loves?? sweetheart x3000

✧ i don’t believe for one second that karl wouldn’t treat the person he loves like they’re the most important person to ever exist, because to him, they are.

✧ maybe you’re like me, and you’ve only ever had negative experiences with love and relationships, and karl recognises that and makes it his mission to shower you with so much love that you’ll forget that there was ever anyone else, let alone that they made you feel as badly as they did (yes i am speaking this into existence for myself and what of it)

✧ like, i can imagine him doing something really casually generous for you because he cares about you, and it’s such a small, mundane thing, but you’re so grateful because you’ve never had that before and he’s like ???

✧ because he physically cannot comprehend why somebody would be lucky enough to have you in their life and not treat you like the best thing that’s ever happened to them, because to him, you’re everything, and the thought of not giving you everything you deserve tears him up inside

“you are the best thing that’s ever been mine.”

✧ i feel like this one goes hand in hand with the previous section a little bit and the idea that you’ve had less than stellar examples of people, particularly partners, being good to you

✧ karl literally cannot fathom somebody not recognising how incredible you are, because you’re you.

✧ he knows that he’s never felt love like this, and he’s never felt such an urge to make someone happy. he never knew how much he wanted to put a smile on someone’s face until the smile was coming from you, and the thought wouldn’t even cross his mind that somebody hadn’t felt the same

✧ in a way, he’s mad at whoever didn’t treat you right, because damn, what a dumbass, but in another, he’s grateful, because maybe if they’d been smart enough to give you what you deserve, he wouldn’t have you. and, god, does that idea scare him.

✧ it’s not even that he couldn’t love anyone else but you, it’s that he doesn’t want to. he knows how lucky he is to have you and he wouldn’t change it for the world.

“you took the time to memorise me, my fears, my hopes and dreams, i just like hanging out with you all the time. all those times that you didn’t leave, it’s been occurring to me, i’d like to hang out with you for my whole life.”

✧ we’ve heard from a few people, but mainly tina, about how karl’s really good at remembering small details about his friends and getting them random little gifts based off of what he remembers

✧ i’d imagine that he would try to remember every little thing about you, no matter how trivial, like what you wanted to be when you were a kid, or silly fears that arguably make no sense

✧ for example, i have a deeply irrational fear of pelicans. have i ever seen a pelican? no. do i have any real reason to be scared of them? of course not. regardless, i hate them and i want them all gone. (irrational fears make up 30-45% of my genetic coding, in case you were wondering)

✧ my point is, karl will remember everything about you, because you’re his favourite person and he loves you, and every time he learns something new about you, he falls for you all over again (he’s cute like that)

✧ going back to what i said about if you’ve had bad experiences with love, maybe you tell him something about you that people usually find strange, but it just adds to how in awe he is of you and the little things that make up who you are.

✧ you see him take interest in the things people have shamed you for, and you’re a little bit in shock, because wow, he isn’t looking at you funny or finding excuses for having one foot out the door. he’s not leaving, and you think you could get used to it.

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