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glo up

i did it

sup3rpentafreak -> smitchymitchy

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🆗🆒 also do i get a snazzy christmas theme or

damn straight @not-here-for-dirty-chufter

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should i write it

“I saw this and thought of you” ✨🌻✨

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shush i was in a rush

a lil sneak peak of the next chapter of distance

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a lil sneak peak of the next chapter of distance

#distance #scomiche #scomiche fanfiction #scomiche fanfic #superfruit #sup3rfruit

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some phone background for fun

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[ +10 originals by Pentatonix on Pentatonix ]

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okay i'll see where this prompt takes me

I Want A Fic Where

An eight year old Mitch peeks through a show curtain at a recital and catches a bad case of stage fright when he sees the crowd and Scott distracts him from it.

Skip forward a few and teenaged Mitch is nervous about singing Telephone at the school choir showcase and Scott distracts him from it.

Them auditioning for the Sing-Off and Mitch being worried about bombing it because he knows for a fact that his anxiety is a very real condition and not just bad show nerves, and Scott being there for him.

Scott losing his voice shortly before their make or break performance of “Dog Days” on the Sing-Off and panicking, and Mitch helping him hold it together.

Mitch reliving his peeking through the curtain moment on their first night of their first tour with his nerves and Scott distracting him by asking him if he remembers the recital all those years ago and how far they’ve come. (And a déjà vu moment where Scott says something funny to him that was the EXACT thing he said to cheer him up when they were little)

Both of them are freaking out just before the Grammys and they help each other keep it together.

And because I am feeling extra Satan-y tonight and like watching shippers feel the pain I feel, Mitch has wedding jitters before walking down the aisle, and Scott has wedding jitters while waiting at the alter. But then they see each other and forget why they were anxious in the first place.

timeforourweeklyobsessions sold-my-soul-to-the-internet i-am-my-opheliac I’m waving this at you guys.

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To The River // Pentatonix

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princesses w/ bbys

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Pentatonix, New Year’s Day

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she is so beautiful

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should i write the oneshot @pentaholictonic

I Want A Fic Where

An eight year old Mitch peeks through a show curtain at a recital and catches a bad case of stage fright when he sees the crowd and Scott distracts him from it.

Skip forward a few and teenaged Mitch is nervous about singing Telephone at the school choir showcase and Scott distracts him from it.

Them auditioning for the Sing-Off and Mitch being worried about bombing it because he knows for a fact that his anxiety is a very real condition and not just bad show nerves, and Scott being there for him.

Scott losing his voice shortly before their make or break performance of “Dog Days” on the Sing-Off and panicking, and Mitch helping him hold it together.

Mitch reliving his peeking through the curtain moment on their first night of their first tour with his nerves and Scott distracting him by asking him if he remembers the recital all those years ago and how far they’ve come. (And a déjà vu moment where Scott says something funny to him that was the EXACT thing he said to cheer him up when they were little)

Both of them are freaking out just before the Grammys and they help each other keep it together.

And because I am feeling extra Satan-y tonight and like watching shippers feel the pain I feel, Mitch has wedding jitters before walking down the aisle, and Scott has wedding jitters while waiting at the alter. But then they see each other and forget why they were anxious in the first place.

timeforourweeklyobsessions sold-my-soul-to-the-internet i-am-my-opheliac I’m waving this at you guys.

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I don’t know what you’ve been told But music make you lose control

#ptx