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shakirawastaken · 11 months

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dsmp if... you were a romance trope

i got inspiration (sapnap, dream, george, karl, quackiy, wilbur)

sapnap (hockey x figure skater): - im in the middle of heartbreaker rn and SHUT UP - i LOVE THIS TROPE - IM NOT EVEN A FIGURE SKATER I DO TAEKWONDO BUT I STILL FROTH OVER THIS SHIT - and then in addition to that one tommyinnit is a figure skater and everyone else is on a hockey team “ice these hurts” or smt h like that - i love this trope. - anyway i think that this trope comes hand in hand with enemies to lovers - his hockey team and ur figure skating group are at the same winter sports competiton - and you have to share a rink - booooo - so everyday you end practice with the sight of a bunch of hockey buffs roughhousing in the stands, waiting for you to finish - and everyday a certain brunette one sneers and smirks at you as you walk off the ice - “had a nice practice ice queen/king?” he asks you teasingly - “shut up, yeti” you mutter back gratingly as you bump your shoulder into his build as you pass him - and he comes up with a new one everyday - and you quip right back at him, unphased - one day, he comes into practice early just to spite you - what he wasn’t expecting is to see how good you actually were on the ice - he sat there like “ :O” and just watche dyou glide across the ice with what seemed like barely any effort - and he watched how passionate you were in your craft and the dance - and bro was whipped right then and there - so that day as you were leaving he said “you were amazing out there” and it took u jumpscared - you were like “no insult today?” - and he was like “dang, didnt know u liked them that much ;) but not today, not for something as beautiful as that” - and i think you can guess where it went from there... :)

dream (ceo and employee romance): - AKAIAKAKAHAKH TELL ME YOU SEE THE VISION - i mean hes a ceo alr so its like one step in the door you know - anyway hes a ceo - bro wears those fancy ass suits everyday and has like a wine cellar mini fridge shit thing in his office - any way you pull up to his headquarters one day for like an interview and you were so fucking nervous - you ran into him in the elevator (and no clue who he was) - and you basically vented to him for the 30 second elevator ride before scurrying off to your interview - bro didnt even get dreams name or anything - he kinda just smiled and wished you well as you ran away - he thought you were so cute - and you thought dude was hot as fuck - anyway you got the JOB!! LETS GOO - the next day, your supervisor is like taking u around showing u the works - ....and you meet the ceo - its dream - and youre like :0 and he’s like *smirk wink* ;) “hey” - and youre like “well fuck hes the ceo i cant be in love with him” - and you avoid him - but he makes it his life’s mission to get on ur radar - in the break room, in ur cubicle, in the cafeteria, in the parking lot man is ON YOU LIKE A MOTH TO A LIGHT - eventually he convinces you to go to fancy dinner - and WOW hes paying?? so that shit was FIREEEE - fancy wagyu steak and 102379182 year old wine i mean cmon - it was good ok - he asks you out after dinner and assures u ur job wont be at risk and everything - ba da bing ba da boom - now youre dating happily and he spoils the FUCK outta you - lmk if you want this one as a big fic with dialogue

george (neighbors): - tell me why whenever i have my delulu daydreams with george he’s always a neighbor - very much boy next door vibes - omg HES YOUR COLLEGE ROOMMATE NEXT DOOR - stoppppp - on move in day he pulls up with his family and u with urs and youre like - “hi ! nice to meet you im so exicted to move in!” and bros like “same!” - sometimes hes loud bc hes talking to his friends but you dont mind - hes a cs major and ur whatever u want major - one day you decided to start singing rlly loud while cleaning - ur singing taylor swift - and then george could hear you from the room next door to yours - so he writes up a little post it note that was like “loved the concert! when’s the next one?” and stuck in on your door - you found it and started mad blushign - you had a crush on him since day one awwww - anyways you two started communicating via post it notes and songs played loudly through the walls <3 - till one day you hear boyfriend by big time rush - and then you play girlfriend by avril lavigne back - and then he slips you a post it note under the door and you open the door before you could read it - and its an unspoken like thing that you start dating - its so romantic how you can saw you guys starting dating because of taylor swift !!

quackity (academic rivals): - DO NOT GET ME STARTED ON THIS TROPE IT BRINGS ME LIFE ALRIGHT - alright - two law school students FIGHTING IT OUT ACADEMICALLY - you guys met in ur freshman year english class or some shit - clashed together in a discussion group - and its been game on since then - your texts with each other are flaunting texts - “hey alex, guess who got a 97 on the last midterm?” - “guess who got a 99 ;)” - over time, the texts started getting more and more hostile - people started to thing you two actually hated one another’s guts - but in reality it was more for the thrill - but this continued throughout your law school careers - and you both become successful lawyers in the end!! - and when the headmaster calls you both into his office and says - “youre both valedictorian! congrats! you have to give a speech together” - well its like all the hatred faded away - you grinned and cheezed at each other before giving each other the biggest hug ever - so you both wrote a speech together - and soon the day of graduation came - and q goes at the end “i wouldn’t be here without the person who motivated me through it all, so thank you (y/n)” and youre like “hey man *sob* wtf *sob” - and you kiss him on the cheek and cheer to all the graduates - after the ceremony he catches up to you in the parking lot, grabbing your wrist before you could go off with ur family - and blurts out word soup - and ur like what - and hes like “i really like you, and law school wouldn’t have been the same without you. can we be more than friends?” - and youre like “duhhh” and kiss him right there karl (best friends to lovers): - YOU ARE IN LOVE BY TAYLOR SWIFT - that is the song for this SCENARIO - you two met when you were little kids in like first grade - your friends werent there on that day so you hung out with each other - hooked to the other since then and there - it was always “karl and you” and “you and karl” - you came as a packaged deal - through ups and downs you were there together - you graduated high school together and were going to the same college together now - while karl barely got into any romantic relationships, you seemed to be going through a few of them - you were desperate for a love connection and honestly i aint blaming u - one day after a horrible date he came over to your dorm and u had an impromptu sleepover - you were in karls old shirt and some pajama pants and he was in his pajamas - and you two were just watching a movie together - before he turns to you abruptly, and you turn to look at him - and he’s like “you’re my best friend” - and you saw a switch flip in him - since then, the dynamic between you two changed (for the better) - you became more flirty more touchy - you started to act like you were a couple more and more - one day you saw him open his wallet to pull out his card - and u saw that he has a picture of the two of you in his wallet - and then you knew that he was it for you - you ask him out that night - and hes so happy hes picking you up and spinning you around - <3 wilbur (musician x fan trope): - okay this is inspired by those tik toks that are like “did you see the way he looked at me” and its harry styles staring and eyeing down a fan in the audience like YES - and he’s a musician so it fits! - imagine lovejoy is like a HUGE HUGE Band so maybe this is in the future - anyways you and ur friend go to a lovejoy concert - for the sake of the story, youre not that big a fan of lovejoy just familiar with hits like sex sells and one day - the whole time ur friend is like “theyre so good hes so good its all so good” - you two end up a few rows from barricade - and you and ur friend start screaming it up as you should - youre not oblivious to the way the lead singer keeps looking over in your direction, winking and smiling - imagine a sweaty, singing wilbur glancing over at you during sex sells and giving you a smile as he rasps out “you know sex sells i know that” - brb ascending to heaven - anyway a time comes when he stops to speak to the audience - he wastes no time - he struts over to your side of the stage and points at you - “what’s your name?” - and you scream it at him - “what a lovely name!” - the crowd cheers - “ahre you single?” he asks with a grin on his face - the grin grows when u nod at him - “give me ur number!?” he asks and you nod at him as ur friend is dying next to you - he gestures u and ur friend to the front of the stage by the barricade - and he passes you a marker and make syou WRITE YOUR NUMBER ON HIS GUITAR OR HIS SHIRT OR SOMETHING - oh yeahh go you go you thank yoU! let me know if you want any of these to become a bigger story/imagine and LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT A PART 2 WITH OTHER PEOPLE :D reblogs appreciated

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pandoraborn · 3 years

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This sort of festival was too short noticed to be comfortable. Everyon’es looking around, because this time there aren’t any decorations or activities planned. The castle looks the same as it always does, with the exception of Dream standing before the crowd at large. It’s hard to tell what expression he’s wearing underneath his mask, but Quackity can recognize the smug expression on his face. It’s especially concerning that Dream has both Techno and Phil standing on either side of him.

“I know what you’re all thinking,” Dream says, lifting a hand to silence the crowd. “I probably shouldn’t have called this a festival, especially since I only gave you a couple of days to prepare for it. You’re all probably really busy with your own lives.”

There’s a low murmur among the crowd, and Quackity steps back, seeking out Ranboo or Fundy, or anyone he could feel even remotely comfortable around. He hasn’t noticed that Tubbo is missing.

So is Tommy.

There’s a feeling of dread that sinks into the pit of his stomach, but he doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t say anything even as Niki and Fundy slide in next to him. Fundy gives him a look, and Quackity nods in return, before they both turn back to face Dream.

“So, are we going to get some sort of answer from you as to why you’re standing there with traitors?” Quackity can’t resist the remark, and he’s pushing forward to stare Dream down. “You think the three of you can stand right here and act like we’re all supposed to greet you with open arms?”

“No, that’s not what I expect,” Dream says coolly. “In fact, I’m here to tell you all how naive you really are.”

“We’re not naive!” It’s Niki’s turn to speak up. “We all did what we needed to, and the thing that happened can’t be undone. Why aren’t we allowed to move on?”

“Because you gave Tommy to me.” Dream sounds so smug now. He waves in a general direction, and everyone whips their heads to follow where he’s pointing, to finally see the prison in the distance. They’d all seen it, they knew it was there, but...

Quackity blinks a couple of times. “We didn’t give Tommy to you, he probably-”

“You all thought Tommy was responsible for everything?” Dream asks with a laugh. “You thought it was Tommy who got himself exiled?”

“Well, yeah. He-” Fundy starts to say, but Dream interrupts him again.

“You were all so quick to turn against him and deliver him straight to me. With all of you fighting among each other, do you have any idea how easy it was to lure him and Tubbo into a trap? I’ve got them now. Permanently. They’re safe, away from any damage they’d want to cause, away from all of you, and they don’t even have each other.”

Quackity can see him grinning. There’s a cold sensation flooding over him with those words. Implications he can see, but can’t yet comprehend. What have they accused Tommy of doing? What...

“But he blew up the community house!” Niki protests. “He’s done nothing but lie and steal from all of us. Why are we supposed to care?”

“Tommy didn’t blow that up.” The crowd at large falls silent as they turn to face the new voice. It’s Ranboo, finally approaching. He walks along the middle of the crowd and stands right before Dream. “Tommy didn’t do it, I did. Didn’t I?”

“Yep,” Dream says. “I take it you finally remembered?”

“You took advantage of me,” Ranboo continues. “You gave me one of his discs and then took it back, and you said you trusted me more in that state...that wasn’t me. That can’t be me.”

“Oh, that was you,” Dream replies. “You were so willing to prove how trustworthy you actually could be. You played your part perfectly.”

“Wait-” Techno raises his hand, looking confused. “Ranboo, you were with him?”

“Oh, of course.” Dream sounds all too happy about this. “Ranboo’s been my most loyal companion here. He also helped me mine the obsidian I needed. And thanks to Ranboo, and thanks to all of you isolating Tommy and Tubbo, I finally have what I need to get what I want for a change.”

Quackity feels the blood boiling inside of him. He knew Ranboo was a traitor. He should have tried to argue his stance better with Tubbo; but all he had to go off of was a stupid notebook at the time. Now...Ranboo isn’t even denying the accusations. Dream has Tommy and Tubbo locked up and...

And...

“I always knew I wanted you dead,” Quackity snaps. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kill you right now.”

“Because I have The Blade and Philza Minecraft on my side,” Dream says. “They’ll kill you before you can even take one step. Is that a risk you want to take?”

Techno pulls his sword out, but his glare isn’t aimed at Quackity, it’s aimed at Dream. “I’m not The fucking Blade, Dream. You of all people should’ve remembered that.”

“Oh, yeah.” Dream laughs as he turns to face Techno. “Before you kill them for me, I just want you to know that I used Tommy while he was in exile. Thanks for keeping him alive for me until I could get the prison ready. You did me a solid there.”

“I-”

“Him running to you wasn’t a coincidence, by the way. I purposely brought him to logsteadshire because of the distance from there to your house. It was the perfect setup.”

“You used me?” Techno looks shocked. “I thought you wanted a mutual partnership!”

“Oh, I did. You and your friend Philza here are too easy to get riled up. Also, I think I’m ready to call in that favor, by the way.”

Techno pauses. “What’s that?”

“I want you to kill Ranboo.”

Techno pauses. Quackity feels sick to his stomach over this entire exchange. It’s clear now that Dream had extended his reach to the entire server, and that everyone had played right into his hands. Dream had had total control this entire time, and no one had realized it. There’s no outcry anymore, there’s no protests, just a silent resignation for-

“No.”

Techno’s never sounded this soft before. He’s never sounded this angry. Quackity’s head snaps back up and he stares.

“I am so tired of being used as everyone’s weapon,” Techno continues. “I don’t care what people think of me, but I’m not killing Ranboo, and I’m not leaving those kids in there to die. I’m not your blade, Dream.”

“Techno I’m on it,” Phil says. He jumps away from Techno, already using his trident to sprint toward the prison. “Everyone, either stay and fight with Techno. If you don’t want to fight, come with me; we’re going to try and save Tommy!”

Dream steps away from the sword, pulling out an invisibility potion. “You think you’re going to fight me, you’re just proving that you are nothing but a weapon,” he warns. “As for me, I have better things to do than let all of you gang up on me.”

Dream swallows the potion and disappears. Techno slashes at the empty air, then swings it around in a circle with a furious grunt. Quackity rushes forward, grabbing Techno firmly and shoving him back.

“Calm down man! We have to focus!”

“I don’t want to focus!” Techno snarls. “I want blood, the voices want blood!”

“Focus!”

“You hate me and I hate you, why the fuck are you trying to help me?”

“Because now it really is all of us against Dream. Don’t you see what’s happening here? Dream locked up Tubbo over some stupid discs.”

“He locked up Tubbo and Tommy,” Ranboo corrected. “Even now, you’re still willing to overlook that Dream just admitted to hurting him. What the hell is wrong with all of you? Dream played all of us and you’re still willing to blame certain people for stuff Dream did? This is why I hate sides.” Ranboo shakes his head sadly and turns to leave.

“Do what you want, I’m staying with Phil and Techno. I’m going to help my friends out. Whatever you decide, I hope you don’t regret it. Don’t be me.”

He leaves, using his own trident to chase after Phil. Quackity watches him leave.

“So...what do we do now?” Niki asks softly. “Dream just left, two people are...oh my god. They’re in that prison.”

“I’m going to do what I should’ve done from the beginning,” Techno grumbles. He shoves Quackity back. “First off, don’t touch me. Tommy was my friend for a few days, and I didn’t take that seriously enough, so I’m with Phil.I hope the rest of you choke.”

Techno leaves too. Quackity turns to face the others and sighs heavily. “You know what? I don’t care what they did in the past. I don’t care what Tommy’s done. Ranboo was right, we need to stop blaming everyone and band together against Dream. Tommy tried to tell us that and we didn’t listen, and now everything’s a mess. So I don’t know about all of you, but...I”m going to save Tommy and Tubbo.”

He doesn’t wait for anyone else as he leaves the ‘festival’ too. That sick feeling is still there, but now it’s growing.

How did they all let things get this bad?

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