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snipsnexus · 2 years

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*takes a seat in your inbox and takes a sip of some Gunpowder Green Tea*

HEY CYD NICE TO SEE YOU HERE IN MY ASKBOX!!! OH THE GUNPOWDER GREEN TEA, HMM!!!

Okay, so it starts off like this.

After very careful consideration, I have realized that Charlie Slimecicle(variety youtuber and occasional twitch streamer) and Grian (minecraft youtuber extraordinaire) are actually very incredibly similar. Their love of gunpowder, of puns, their glasses, how both of their names are actually fucking "Charles". I've talked about it before.

Anyways

This revelation of their similarities caused me (an my good friend Cydough/Cyd/Chaggle) to make this VERY FUNNY AU where Charlie Slimecicle and Grian Minecraft are twin brothers, separated at a young age when Grian went to Japan and Charlie stayed in his hometown with his good friend Condi. >:3

This is gonna get longer, so I'm going to put the rest of this au (going through most of the SCU, Epic SMP, Wilbur's Skyblock, MCC, Hermitcraft seasons 6-8 and Evolution SMP) under this readmore!! V V V V V

When either the Elders remember the prophecy or it gets dropped by the local wizard (Scar's Grandfather) like a new diss track, they all immediately assume it's one of the new boys,

They basically spin a baby roulette wheel and choose Grian, so they little guy is shipped out to whatever town in Japan that YHS takes place in and meets Sam and Taurtis, two other English transfers that had been there for longer than he has (I don't really count the kindergarten thing as canon)

Charlie gets along with all the kids before Wilburs father (Yknow, Phil) decides to take both him and his slightly older brother somewhere where they can contact their mother easier (Mumza, Kristen, Goddess of Death)

They continue to do shit together for most of their lives, until they're wisked away by the Chaos God, Schlatt, who only really wanted to fuck around with the prophecy for Some Fun (Charlie), Give him an apple and all, and ended up with the other two as well. So he tried to kill them off with his powers, but they just wouldn't stay dead. Until the God Apple started to take into affect

It didn't really give Charlie anything he didn't already have, it just amplified what he already had. The ability to change. To create. To take the Code of an Old God and rip it to shreds to Save his friends. So he did.

Schlatt, or what remains of him, sticks around in Charlie's mind. Like a hallucination, like a tumor. Whatever, right

MEANWHILE

Grian is going through the time of his fucking LIFE in high school

He dips from Tokyo after he and Taurtis and Sam end up destroying the world with the necronomicon (Which sends everyone else in the world into the Void, i.e. the Soots) and Grian goes on to found Evo

We Know What Happens In Evo

Except before that last portal, the one where they go an kill the dragon, Grian is bloodthirsty, and angry and *hurting*

Because he lost Taurtis

And He's Not Coming Back This time

So, Grian killed the Dragon, is now a Watcher. Charlie killed Schlatt, is now a New Old God. Condi and Grizz both have a taste of power after eating the other two Golden Apples.

Where's Wilbur in all of this??? I'm glad you asked

My hypothesis? Two different sets of Sky Gods

The Council(Charlie, Condi, and Grizz), who are usually VERY unhelpful, And The Watchers (Grian), who gives resources, and things he would need to survive

And both sets of Gods are trying to give items at the same time which just messes up the code of the item being delivered and Wilbur just gets another pair of boots and NO ACTUAL ANSWER

It's like when two people are fighting over how to fry an egg and end up making pumpkin pie or something. Wilbur is Confused, Grian is getting a bit pissed that his first assignment as a Watcher is going so poorly, and Charlie is having the time of his fucking life

Grian eventually flees to HCS6, The Council eventually add in Bizly, And Bizly becomes a Minor God, Grizzly becomes a Fallen God and then a Ghost, like Schlatt, and Condi ends up leaving M'olympus after Grizzlys death.

Charlie ends up being the last God on the council after Bizly resigns and returns to his former Kingdom and he ends up drifting alone for a while until he lands in Epic SMP where Charlie is essentially a God In Hiding. He's trying to be carefree about everything that's going on and *How The Fuck Is Schlatt Here??*

Charlie's pretty sure he killed that goat fuck, and back when Charlie was playing around in lonely worlds after the rest of the Council died or left, he messed around in a few survival worlds to get the hang on being real again. He sees Schlatt in the corner of his eye too often for his liking

So Charlie goes and says HI to Schlatt, and he doesn't quite know if Schlatt is real or not and if anyone else can see him, so he just kinda pretends he isn't there until Swagger addresses Schlatt by name

And when Charlie looks at Schlatt, he looks younger than he last saw him. His horn look shorter, the suit looks a bit more casual, and his voice doesn't echo,

so Charlie is pretty much okay with hanging around Swagger and becomes fast friends with Ted, who reminds Charlie of Condi and he spends a few nights before the internship crying and sobbing and feeling pretty fucking regretful over his longest friend's leave

Right before the internship, Charlie gets an invite, one time holiday special, for Mcc

Charlie sees Wilbur, and immediately recognizes him from the short time he tormented the guy for a couple months with the Council and- yeah fuck, thinking about them still really fucking hurts. He sees a few of the other competitors, meets his team who are two nice almost-adults and possibly the one person who thinks they know everything(:)) and Charlie thinks a few of the other competitors look familiar, he's probably seen that face before,

So also side note: why did Schlatt have the resurrection book in the DreamSMP???? Well, maybe someone was trying ro revive an old God whose powers were already taken by someone else, hmm

So like, maybe Swagger was trying to revive Schlatt in EpicSMP, maybe asked the void pit for assistance or prayed to it idk, and got a funny little book the next morning

What I'm saying is, SwaggerSouls had the resurrection book first, Schlatt took it in his rush to leave EpicSMP after Charlie blew the place to smithereens, and went to DreamSMP

So like, after he blows all that shit up, he grabs Ted and they both run from the explosions as fast as fucking possible and jump into the Void Hole just in the forest of Epic

Going through the Void, everyone knows all of the Void is the same in every world, the Deep Void, that is. So Charlie and Ted are just kinda drifting, but since Ted can't really breathe, Charlie had to knock him the fuck out and is using most of his magic to create oxygen for Ted to breathe

Because he's fucking wired on adrenaline and trying to make sure his friend doesn't suffocate in the Void, he completely misses the Watching eyes

He basically gets straight up YOINKED from where he is in the deep end, and has a fucking DEATH GRIP on Ted to keep him from being ripped away. He Sits, or well, is strewn across the large marble Gallery of The Watchers.

Charlie freaks out, as a fellow God himself, he would be lying to you if he said he knew anything about any other God out there. He didn't really do his reading when he was fucking around with his new powers, kay?

So he just sees what looks like fucking purple tinted biblical angels with talons and eyes literally covering every inch of their form. He's panicking, a little. The Watchers greet him warmly, call him Little Empire, call him Xelqua, pat his head, rub some dirt from his face, check his magic and, oh. Oh it looks like he's missing a bit, oh dear, don't you fret we'll just give you our gift again. Funny life series you're trying out dear, must have masked most of the magic we gave you. Don't you worry, we'll put you and your friend, oh is this one the Mumbo guy you were talking about? No? Taurtis? No matter, we'll send you two right back to your little Hermits, bye, make sure to preen those wings more often.

He and Ted get basically rocket launched through the Void until they're no longer heading Sideways, they're going Up, And oh, would you look at that, they get tossed up through some bedrock and two people are just standing there, bantering

So I'm gonna put Ted and Charlie's arrival about the same time as the one time Scar got trapped in the bedrock in the botem hole and Grian had to fish him out using ender pearlsI also kinda wanna give him wings because of the Watcher mishap so image, *imagine*

Wings that are almost completely useless because he didn't ever really learn how to shape-shift so now he's just got constantly melting goop wings

Grian just got Scar out of his own mess of being in the fucking bedrock of the botem hole (*really, scar?*) when two people just get flung through the Botem Hole, more importantly, the *void* under the botem hole. So Grian does the first thing he thinks of and just fucking YOINK

Since I'm always riding on the headcanon that avians are shapeshifters and Grian is pretending to be an avian, and totally not a Watcher

Grian catches Ted in his talons while Scar barely manages to catch Charlie from where he's still half-stuck in the bedrock

You bet when he wakes up, the first thing out of his mouth is "Where's Condi"

So Charlie goes and find Ted just eating a bowl of milk, and judging by the person on the other side of the table's reaction, he's been doing so for a while.

He goes to meet Ted and gets frame-one hugged the SHIT out of and Ted like "Man, I thought we were goners. Who knew the weird, unexplained, vaugly disturbing pit in the middle of the first would bring us here, right!" And Charlie's just like "Haha, yeah, sure is crazy amiright"

Sitting at the table is a guy who introduces himself as Xisuma, the Admin of the server who is currently trying to find out how the absolute fuck they managed to get into a whilelist server without being whitelisted and Charlie just shrugs because God's do what God's do he guesses, and if a God is gonna mistake him for someone who was supposed to be here, well then he isn't going to look a gift horse in the fucking maw

He doesn't know, and Ted doesn't know, so Xisuma asks too look at their code for a later date, thinking that maybe something in their code let them manage to slip pass the whitelist barrier. And after asking the two newcomers their last memories, the really tall guy who could probably rival Mumbo in Tallness says the last thing he remembers is running for his life as the entire world blew up behind him, with Charlie dragging him along as explosions chased their heels.

Xisuma thinks it might be okay to let the two stay for a little while.

So I want Ted and Charlie to build in the area between Impulse and Scar's Swaggon, and Charlie starts digging another cave when Ted goes "Can't we have an actual house this time?" And Charlie just freezes like "I never actually considered living in a House that is a GREAT IDEA!"

People start confusing Grian and Charlie as eachother, especially people who don't really know Grian, like Beef and Hypno

And at some point they actually start getting to know eachother and Charlie and Grian sit down for a little funny talk where Grian is like "My life's always been shit. I lost my friend-" Charlie flinches. "I was taken from my friends by the Watchers-" Charlie pales. "And I'm pretty sure it all had to do with that stupid prophecy when I was born!" Charlie freezes, "I'm sorry, the *what*?"

Grian starts to recite the prophecy with a sigh and halfway through Charlie jouns in and they both just stare at eachother.

"How do you know-"

"That was the prophecy an old man blabbered about when *I* was born, but they never said it was for me, the same shit happened to me too."

"I lost my best friend Taurtis."

"I lost my longest friend Condi."

"I was taken by the Watchers."

"I was taken by Schlatt."

"I was given abilities akin to a God after I killed the first Ender Dragon."

"I took another Gods powers after I killed him to protect my friends."

Every hermit think Ted is either a cow hybrid with recessive traits or a Vampire who drinks milk as a replacement for blood. Beef and Zedaph try and figure out what kind of hybrid Ted is but Ted is honestly just drinking more milk and trying to cause general havoc and they hvw no idea what kind of hybrid he is. zed makes a red string corkboard, hypno joins him and xb is in the corner drinking a slurpee watching this go down.

He stops by the Swaggon like "Excuse me Mr. Goodtimes, do you have any spare vines." And Grian, who is already there, and Scar, who lives there, start laughing their entire asses off

Charlie also makes a really shoddy ramp up into the Swaggon because even though Scar built the thing, it really isn't handicap accessible

Mumbo is just like: I'm selling end crystals!

Charlie and Ted: What are those???

Botem: * very confused *

Grian: They're- uh, the exploding thing on the top of the obsidian pillars in the end that heal the dragon?

Ted and Charlie: OOOH!!

Charlie: But wait, how do you get those? I thought the only thing you can do is punch them or shoot them???

Mumbo: You can craft them!

Ted and Charlie: YOU CAN WHAT???!!

Ted and Charlie make their own little cottage core house after Grian and Charlie realize they're brothers. Grian gives him flying lessons when he's not working on the Midnight Alley and Ted regularly hangs out with Impulse and Mumbo, until he gets introduced to Zedaph and everything goes absolutely bonkers for a few days

Charlie meets Ren and they both have such Golden Retriever energy and they literally go and play catch outside of Octagon for a while

And then,,,

Grian: Hey Charlie...

Charlie, fiddling with his kazoo tuner: Oh, yeah?

Grian: Is the moon big...?

Mumbo starts the moon cult, Charlie gets thrown on his fucking ass by the changing gravity, Ted pretends to walk on the ceiling of their house. Ted signs up for the Mooners cult for fun and Charlie ends up the only one who doesn't because he has a single self preservation instinct

So like, Charlie feels like he's going insane because everyone else around him is so entirely sleep deprived that they don't even sound real anymore

He takes regular trips outside of Botem to go to wherever Bdubs is so they can have a slumber party, where all they do is sleep. They just sleep. That's it.

It starts with Charlie who can't sleep at his own base because Ted is there, so he goes to the notorious sleeper on the server, Bdubs. As a fun sleepover game, they end up summoning a demon, which turns out to be Impulse so they leave again. They go to Zed's place and after they sign a liability waiver, sleep for about five seconds before Charlie can feel Zed taking his blood samples and he just grabs Bdubs from the bed and books it.

They try to sleep somewhere between Gem and False, but get so intimidated by the giant reindeer and eagle that they keep fuckin walkin

They end up sleeping at Iskall and Ethos place and are very confused by the fact that they don't actually talk to eachother, just pass notes to eachother, but will talk to them just fine

Once they finally sleep through the night and get back to their respective bases, refreshed, ready for the morning, eating breakfast, doing a morning walk around Botem, Charlie sees the other Botem members and how fucking ragged and sleep deprived they are and almost laughs straight in Ted's face

"That was a terrible idea and you know it."

"C'mon Charles, it's just the first night. It can only get better after-"

"The human body can only go 11 days without sleep, Ted. You don't look like you're going to survive *one*"

Charlie just ends up finding places around Botem where he can sleep in peace. Like an empty car on the Swaggon, on a windowsill outside of Impulses factory, on Pearl's waterfall llamas' back, between the roof and the top of the Midnight alley

When the moon starts falling and Scar puts them all in crash dummy suits into the rocket, there's still only 4 chambers but there's seven of them so Charlie sits on Scars lap and Ted tries to sit on Impulses shoulders when they drop

As soon as they pass through the Botem hole, it's not just Charlie who's trying to keep everyone alive, but now Grian is too

But Grian and Charlie both manage to give everyone an air bubble that they all sit in as they drift through the void until they're yoinked up by the watchers again

And deadass they're like

***TWO OF THEM?????!!!***

The Watchers realize they've made a little bit of an oopsie and are just like "We thought you were our little empire!!! You two have the same taste of magic!!!" (Its shape-shifting magic, they're both natural born shape shifters) They start drilling Charlie on what the fuck he's been doing with his powers and he just goes like "I've just been fucking around with people in the one block void worlds, especially that one guy, Wilbur."

And grian goes

"you fucking *what*"

Charlie realizes he was fucking with his brother and just, the most *shit eating grin* ever"

Milo was a good fish!"

"YOU WERE OVERIDING MY DROPS, YOU-"

"Now now boys, please don't maul eachother on the marble."

I think I'm gonna end the story once the Watchers direct them back towards the Season 9 world

Ted and Charlie respawn in separate worlds. And when Charlie opens his eyes, Condi is there in a shittly little wooden shack

#mcyt #hermitcraft #epic smp #slimecicle #grian #gunpowder green tea au #evolution smp #hermitcraft au

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yearnin-cryptid · 1 year

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10 and 11 for the ask game!!

Yesssss thank you Starr!!! :D Throwing the Diss Pair polycule for this one because, as my friend said, I'm gay!

“The Carpal Tunnel of Love” - If you two go on dates, what’s the worst date you’ve ever gone on? What went wrong? Did you find a way to maybe salvage or fix it? Is it something funny you can look back on or is it something you never speak of again? If you don’t really do dates, what would be the theoretical worst date scenario for both of you? Ohhh Lord, listen; some date between those three are great. Some are weird but still fun. And then there are the ones where they come home and just change, shower, or whatever and go to bed. Worst date; Warabi took Myst with them to a rave and it was going great until they got separated and found Myst anxiously bawling because they lost track of Warabi and got over stimulated by everyone being near them. Ikkan and Warabi once came home from a date both covered in mud while Myst was just drawing on the couch. Niehter of them said anything, just headed to the showers and when Ikkan went to bed, Warabi came out with an ice pack on his head. Myst decides against asking. As for with Ikkan and Myst, they had a turfbattle date once where they weren't looking at what where they were aiming and completely knocked each other out. It's a little romantic to be passed out on the turf war ink with you partner though. They really had to scrub off that ink after that match.

“Bang the Doldrums” - Is there any characterization/headcanon of your f/o that you absolutely can’t stand? Or is there just anything that bothers you about how people might perceive them? It’s okay, it’s time to be a hater. OHH okay so here is the thing! I think in general there is just a very unsure interpretation of them because we have, what? Two articles one either of them? Not even that, Warabi has a paragraph and some change while Ikkan has a small page. So really everyone has a different idea for them. I will say that someone wrote a fic where Warabi was an incel and that definitely has my ire. Like???? Warabi?? WARABI??? Okay sure whatever. My friend also said they thought Ikkan looked like a incel so I can't win I guess lol.

Infinity on High Self Ship Asks

#.txt #gusher.txt #Self insert x canon #I/kkan #W/arabi #Tagging them because their tags are to small to be populated by me being nuts.

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sinofwriting · 5 years

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Top Ten - Colson Baker

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Top Ten Machine Gun Kelly and Y/N Moments

By Elias Smith

It’s official, our favorite unproblematic couple is going to be together for two years fairly soon. We don't know the exact date, but they did mention last August that they had been seeing each other for over a year. Now, there is a lot of moments to sift through to pick the best, neither are shy to share photos and videos of the other to give us all the content we crave. So, here are my top ten best Machine Gun Y/N (How do they still not have a ship name???) moments. Tell me if I missed one in the comments below! (All videos, interviews, and photos will be linked at the end of the article)

10. Creep by Radiohead

Surprise, surprise, this just had to be on the list. When Machine Gun Kelly embarked on the first part of his Hotel Diablo tour in the US, at every concert he performed the chilling song Creep, that is known for being banned from radio stations. During the fifth concert of the tour, he told fans on stage that Creep had made it into the set list, because it was the first song that the couple had listened to together (weird, but cute!).

9. Creep but with a twist!

I know, I just mentioned Creep, but we can’t forget the June 25th show in Seattle, Washington, when he was in the middle of the song, Y/N came out and surprised both the audience and him! It was comical seeing the videos of him looking surprised to see his girlfriend who was supposed to be in Italy for an undisclosed project.

8. Confirmed

How could we talk about their relationship and not mention when Machine Gun Kelly confirmed the relationship? We all suspected something was going on in with the numerous spotted appearances in late 2017 and early 2018, despite the release of the song Break Up, just a few months prior, from MGK. When the musician did his second interview with Hot Ones, Sean Evans asked the question we all had, what's going on between you and actress Y/N? We expected him to act similarly to how he did when questioned about Amber Rose in the first hot ones episode he did. Cooly, despite having just had a wing with hot sauce over half a million scovilles in his mouth, he said, “I would say we’re just chilling, but I’m not about to be a fucking liar. We’re together, have been for a while now.” He then looked at the camera and winked, saying next. “Sorry, babe. Had to tell ‘em.”

7. The Bath Live

If you don't know what I mean by the bath live, that’s okay, but also where have you been? In July of 2018, Y/N decided to do an instagram live, while not unusual for the actress, she did it in the most surprising of places. When you clicked on the live you were greeted by Y/N from the shoulders up as she relaxed in the bath. Having just got done traveling, she decided to show her ritual for what she does when she returns to the states. Fifteen minutes after the live started, Machine Gun Kelly, entered the bathroom. Having not seen his girlfriend for over a month and respecting that she had promised to be live for another twenty minutes, he stripped down and only after she covered the camera, joined her in the bath. When the camera was uncovered, we were greeted with the same view of Y/N, only for him to be sitting behind her. The next twenty minutes of the live were spent with the couple in the bath, as he would splash her sometimes when she was thinking for too long over an answer. And joining in on answering some questions. We also for the first time got to see the couple kiss each other.

6. Shinedown

Let’s go back to August of 2017, we didn’t know that they we’re seeing each other much less that Y/N and Machine Gun Kelly knew each other. When Shinedown announced their summer tour, they had one stop in California. And with that concert, it marked the couples first public appearance together. Fans had spotted the two, and took many photos and videos of the two. Since, the two didn’t really touch each other, no one thought too much of it. I only bring this up, because Y/N told MTV, seven months ago, that the concert was their first actual date, despite having already entered a relationship.

5. The Dirt Set

Everyone knows about The Dirt, the Motley Crue biopic where Machine Gun Kelly starred as Tommy Lee. During the filming of that movie, Y/N got to come on set and meet Tommy Lee himself, who was also on set during the time. Having already seen what the actor looked like in the whole get up, Tommy filmed Y/N’s reaction to seeing her boyfriend with no tattoos and in clothes from the 80’s. The reaction was priceless. When he came out of his trailer, you could see her jaw drop as she took her boyfriend. And the words that came out of her mouth were even better, “I might of been a Mars girl, but this…” she trailed off, her words having made both of them laugh. She in the same video told Tommy that, Motley Crue was her first concert, while Machine Gun Kelly struggled with staying on the make up departments good side or saying fuck it and hug his girlfriend. He hugged and kissed her, afterwards he looked at the camera and said, “Make up will kill me for this, but I missed her.”

4. 26th Birthday

When Y/N celebrated her 26th birthday last year, many photos and videos were posted. But, the sweetest of all was one from Y/N, herself, saying thank you for all the birthday wishes. She posted a photo, with a cake in front of her, and when you slide to see what came after, your greeted by a video of Machine Gun Kelly and his daughter, Casie, bringing her breakfast in bed. The two of them both kissing her on the cheek, before the videos ends.

3. Kisses The Short Film

When Y/N announced that she had a short film coming out that would be available to watch on YouTube in the beginning of this year, fans freaked out. She and I quote, called the film stupid and that it wasn’t much but something she had been thinking about doing. The tiny film opens to black, with her doing a voiceover, that goes throughout the seven minute short film. In the film, when the black fades out, we see Machine Gun Kelly and Y/N laying in bed together, backs to each other. As the camera moves to show us their whole bodies, we see that despite not looking at each other, the two are holding hands. I could describe frame by frame what happens in this short film, that’s just how much I love it, but to summarize. The rest of the film shows the couple acting together in at times a very distant manner, to abusive on both sides, to passionate, to kind. It seems to show every kind of romantic relationship there is. You may wonder why I included this on the list, but honestly I had to just because of the passionate moments you do get to see in the film and also how Y/N sounds as she narrates what’s happening in a poetic way.

2. Persephone

Everyone has an opinion on who had the better diss track between Machine Gun Kelly and Eminem. And many can admit that Eminem crossed a line he shouldn’t of when performing the song Killshot for the first time. He had a girl that looked very similar to Y/N on stage with him, and throughout the whole song he proceed to keep the girl close at his side. And when the song ended, he said into the microphone, “We all know that Y/N’s thinking of me and not you.” Referencing a picture she had posted earlier that day of herself with the caption, thinking of you. Machine Gun Kelly didn’t hesitate at his concert the next day, to perform Rap Devil twice, all while looking more pissed off then anyone has ever seen him. His band also seemed just as pissed off, no one having smiles on their faces as the song played out. Y/N herself sent out a tweet with the middle finger emoji. A week later however, when the couple reunited, the rapper/actor posted a picture of his face resting on her stomach, her hip the main focus of the picture, where a new tattooed laid, that said Persephone. The caption read, “it can take a lot to get Hades, but mention Persephone and your done.”

1. Red Carpet

And number one on my list has to be their first red carpet together. They were stuck to each other sides the entire time, even for the interviews that Y/N had, Machine Gun Kelly was right by her, arm wrapped around her waist. The best part was the interview she gave us, where we included the rapper and turned it into a little game of who know the other better. At first he didn’t want to play, considering we just decided to do this and there was no reward, but when Y/N told him that if he won, he would get a kiss, explaining that because of her lipstick she had told him while getting ready they couldn’t kiss until after the event, he immediately agreed. Unsurprisingly, due to the incentive of getting to kiss his girlfriend, he won. And proceeded to give her a kiss in front of the camera that made my coworker James who was interviewing them, blush!

There’s my top ten moments. Do you think I missed one? If so, tell me!

#mgk imagine #machine gun kelly imagine #colson baker imagine #mgk x reader #machine gun kelly x reader #colson baker x reader

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zodiyack · 4 years

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Requested by @bitweird1: Hey! Would you be willing to take a request for Dylan Gardner?❤ He's been in some of Shane Dawson's videos❤ I completely understand if not!❤

Pairing: Dylan Gardner x reader

Warnings: Swearing, some spoilers to this video if you have yet to see it, fluff, me not proofreading and probably overusing words

Note: I couldn’t find a gif of Dylan so I made one on my own using the fastest gif thingy I could ack, so please credit me if you use the gif of him This was supposed to be out the day I finished the Midari request I’m so sorry 1) I couldn’t think of a tittle and 2) The ending was unnecessary and random, but I enjoyed writing it so hush

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Shane started his video with Dylan, or at least the section that Dylan first showed up in. Y/n waited in the background, joining in once Portillo was introduced.

“His name is Portillo. I named him after a hot dog restaurant, and he is our son.” Dylan picked up the small but cute doggo. Y/n sneaked over, smiling at her boys and rubbing Portillo’s head.

“Aaaaaaaand, he’s blind.” Shane added.

“And he’s blind.”

Shane reached over and held his hand in front of the small dog, “He literally probably thinks I’m just one big burrito.”

The group chuckled and allowed Shane to explore their bedroom, which Dylan showed him the way too. Y/n pet Portillo one last time before following her boyfriend and their guests. Shane introduced his camera to the room as it’s second name, the recording studio, with his voice showing his awe.

He turned the camera to the pool, revealing the pink flamingo floaty. “That’s so fucking me-”

“I feel like we’re in a Ke$ha music video.” Ryland pointed out. The four laughed and Shane did his infamous wheeze, causing them to laugh a tad bit more.

Y/n walked over to Dylan as Shane continued with his video. She wrapped her arms around his neck and cuddled into him and he put his arms around her waist in response. She mumbled softly into his neck, “Are you gonna need any help?”

He shrugged and kissed her forehead. “Possibly. Do you wanna stay or do you wanna do something else?”

Shane and Ryland were still gushing about the music, giving the other couple a small amount of time to chat. Y/n turned her head as little as possible, viewing the queens youtube couple talk before turning back to Dylan. “I think I can stay for a while.”

Dylan nodded and rubbed her back. The conversation coming from their right stopped, the room filling with silence. Shane was the first to speak up, switching from his gush with the room and music to his awe over the young lovers. “Shit, you guys are so cute! Ryland doesn’t hug me like that.”

Ryland scoffed with a smile, “I do too! You just don’t stop moving enough for me to hug you that long.”

An awkward silence broke just as quick as it was built. Y/n broke into laughter and separated from Dylan, walking over and hugging Ryland while they both laughed. Shane raised his eyebrows and burst into laughter himself. They all took a second to cool down before saying anything else.

Dylan walked over to his computer and sat down. He rested his chin on the backside of his hand which was being supported by his elbow on his desk. Y/n excused herself to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water for the group. Drinking water before singing was sometimes a large help for her and Dylan, so she made sure to grab four glasses.

When she returned, Dylan was sitting on the chair with his guitar and was responding to something Shane said, “I feel like ‘Ass Picking’ needs finger picking,” he snickered.

Y/n raised an eyebrow at the awkward timing. Shane chuckled to Dylan’s reply, “Me!” The guys turned their head s a bit, catching sight of Y/n and laughing even harder at her confused expression.

They calmed a bit, allowing Dylan to find a tune that could work. “Let’s see, uh-” He played a few cords but stopped when a question popped into his head. “What are your guys’ ranges? I mean we can wor-”

Shane turned the camera to Ryland when he laughed and moved his arms around. Ryland, making a joke but still being serious, admitted quickly, “Nothing! Zero!”

“What vibe are we feeling? Are we feeling bop, hiphop?”

The camera turned around to Shane, "I mean I’m always feeling bop, but that’s just how I was born.” He turned the camera to Ryland, indicating that it was his turn to speak.

“I mean, I can’t do anything, so whatever’s easiest,” he confessed, chuckling nervously.

Shane turned the camera very very close to his face and made an purposely awkward smile. He put his hand on the side of his head, “That’s why I’m with you.” He got up and moved to the front of the bed, saying hello to Y/n and continuing with his video, “Okay so, I think we need to test our ranges?”

Dylan smiled and held his guitar, “Ah let’s do it.”

The reply made Shane laugh slightly, “So we have your microphone set up,” he turned the camera to the microphone against the wall, extending his arm to gesture to it. He moved his arm back and put his hand on his chin. “We’re one by one gonna get in front of it-” He nervously wheezed at himself, Dylan and Y/n following thanks to Shane’s unintentional humor. “There’s a lot of glass I’m gonna break.”

“Wait!” The boys turned to Y/n as she hopped of the bed and grabbed the studio headphones. She stood by Dylan and waited, “Okay you can go to the mic now, let me untangle these real quick.”

Shane nodded and put his face in front of the microphone, “Hellur-” He pulled away from it and gasped, “Ooo!”

Everyone laughed at his surprise, even himself. They took a few seconds to regain themselves before they would continue with the video. Y/n handed Dylan the headphones and rested her chin on his shoulder, moving out of the way for the guitar. “Want some honorary headphones?” He passed them to Shane when he gasped again and answered yes.

The man put the headphones on. “Oh my god, I’m a pop-star!” Another gasp.

Y/n giggled and checked her phone, deciding she’d let the guys have some time together for the video. Dylan had already moved back to his chair, so she leaned down and kissed him softly. When she pulled away, she informed him that she would be outside for a bit and to text her if she needed anything. The guys said goodbye and resumed what they were previously doing.

The next thing she knew, some time had passed and the four of them were taking a walk. Unknown to Shane’s viewers, the walk wasn’t just for their “creative juices”, but for lunch too. Packed in the studio all day, they were starting to get hungry. Y/n agreed to go with them, excited to finally hang out for a while without feeling like she was interrupting anything.

Shane turned the camera to himself, “Alright guys, we’re taking a walk to get our ‘creative juices flowing’!” He moved his arm back, allowing the camera to catch Y/n and Dylan walking side by side and hand by hand in it’s frame. Dylan smiled at the camera, smiling even wider when Y/n blushed and hid her face in his shoulder as much as she could while walking. “My song is pretty much d-”

Ryland sneezed loudly. It caught Shane off guard and he widened his eyes. "Shit.” Shane turned the camera to Ryland, who just kept walking after he cursed at his sneeze.

Dylan and Y/n started giggling when Shane quickly pointed the camera at himself and aggressively joked, “I should’ve added that in the diss track! You interrupting me with your sneeze! I know.” Sighing, still jokingly, he shook his head and returned to his calmer persona, saying what he was originally going to say. “So my song is pretty much done, yours,” he moved the camera to Ryland and pointed at him, then switching it back to himself, “we haven’t even really started yet, so we have to go back and do that.” The camera, once again, was moved to face Ryland.

“I have some ideas.” He smiled, closed his eyes, and walked a bit faster to get in front of Shane/out of the frame.

Dylan spoke up and Shane moved the camera to view Dylan and Y/n. “We set the bar very high with this last song. It’s- it’s gonna be pretty fun.” Y/n smiled, proud of her boyfriend and their friends. She gripped his hand a bit tighter, to which he smiled back and lifted their hands, kissing her’s lightly.

“Yeah I don’t know how you’re gonna top this...you bottom.” Y/n and Dylan broke into laughter with Shane and Ryland, both their cute moment and the moment of pride for Shane ruined in a good way. Shane decided it was time to stop recording and get lunch like they originally planned.

They stopped by a taco bell. Oops how’d that get there? Shane offered to pay, asking everyone what they wanted and then going to order. Y/n and Dylan found a booth and sat next to each other. Y/n got out her phone and an idea found it’s way into her head. It wasn’t often that she went live on instagram, but this just seemed like the perfect moment.

She took a photo of Dylan being distracted, then of her kissing Dylan’s hand, and finally, one of Ryland scrolling through his phone. She posted all three with the caption, “Going live!” After it had been successfully posted, she did as she promised and went live.

“Hello everybody! We’re in taco bell, of course, and we’re taking a break from a video that we’re recording. Well Shane’s recording, but still.” She moved the phone so it leaned against the wall, allowing the viewers to see all three of them. Y/n, out of habit, set her hand on the table and leaned in to Dylan when he slipped his hand into hers. The chat went wild and Ryland pointed it out.

“Wow, people really like you guys, don’t they.” The couple giggled and Y/n leaned over to see the chat. She nodded and flushed red. Comments poured in ever so quickly. It was hard to read them due to how many there were at a time.

Some said, “Wow you guys are so cute!” Others, “I SHIP I SHIP I SHIP” and so many more. It spread a warm feeling to Y/n’s heart as well as a blush on her and Dylan’s faces.

The comments started to switch from them, to “SHANE DAWSON!!”, etcetera. All three of them moved their heads and laughed their asses off at Shane’s confused yet proud moment.

“Did I like- interrupt something?”

Y/n giggled and shook her head, taking her food and thanking Shane. “No, I just went live and ya know...did what I would normally do with Dylan...”

“You just normally blush so hard you look like a tomato?”

The four cracked up again, Dylan nodded at Ryland’s observation. “Yep, every time.” Y/n opened her mouth and scoffed, feigning offence. “But a cute tomato.” Dylan smiled. It made her smile too, but that smile was replaced with the same fake offence when he reached over and bit into her food.

“Shane! Make him stop!”

“Oh honey, he’s not the right person to make Dylan stop.” Ryland continued eating his food, acting as if he didn’t say anything.

“What do you mean?”

Ryland looked up from his food. “I leave food in the fridge so I can eat it later, and someone, cough cough Shane, eats it.” He paused, eating another bite, “Just take his food. An eye for an eye.”

Y/n smiled mischievously and looked over to Dylan’s food. A different idea seemed more exciting. “Nah, it’s okay.”

“You sure babe?” Dylan looked over to her.

“Yeah, it’s totally fine.” She cuddled back into him and held his hand, bringing it up as if she were about to kiss it, then licking from his wrist to his hand. Shane, Ryland and her laughed as Dylan groaned and wiped the saliva onto his shirt.

“I guess next time, don’t steal her food.”

“What Ryland said.”

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[Where My Twin Watches]: Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood Episode 10

Time to watch Brotherhood, the charming show where absolutely nothing bad is going to happen this episode, right?

Right?!

Starting off with [EXPLOSIONS], looks like a flashback to the Ishvalan Civil War/Genocide, troops in blue running and falling as they charge Ishvalans in a ruined town. Up until there’s a snap of fingers, and the screen turns red. And out of the smoke comes Roy, thinking about how he’ll do everything he can to protect the people he loves.

Jeez. This show’s not pulling any punches when it comes to the reality of war, is it?

In the aftermath of the attack, Roy’s explaining this philosophy of protection to Hughes, who likens it to a pyramid scheme. And the only one who really profits from such a scheme is the one at the top of the pyramid. Hey, Fuhrer! How’s the weather up there?

Roy continues to be incredibly unsubtle about his goal of becoming Fuhrer, Hughes jokes that it’ll at least be fun to watch. And maybe his “naive idealism” can do some good? But as easygoing as Bradley generally acts (this is the guy who easily cut down Mr. Freeze, moves at Homura speeds, and ordered a freaking genocide), I don’t think he’s just gonna step aside if Roy asks nicely.

Back to the present, seems Roy was remembering this as a dream, taking a nap in his office. Not much time for sleep, with all the preparation for the Central transfer.

Episode 10 - “Separate Destinations”

Well, that music’s not ominous at all!

In the hospital Ed’s recounting what happened in the Lab, complete with illustrations. Armstrong and Hughes are discussing the ouroboros tattoos and TC, and all the other mysteries surrounding the case. Of course, any answers they might have gotten are now under a ton of rubble.

...Is that really such an issue? I mean, a good portion of the cast are matter manipulators, can’t Armstrong just punch the boulders out of the way?

Hey! Stop eavesdropping, Brosh!

Ross is smart enough to not sneak a listen on her superior officers. And ooooh dear, it’s the big cheese himself.

Bradley says he’s stopped by for an informal visit. Heard that Ed was injured, thought a nice melon might cheer him up. Um. Ok?

Uh oh. Bradley picked up that Armstrong has been “checking up” on some of the senior staff. And he’s frowning now. Um.

“And now you… my revered Fullmetal Alchemist…” holy crud his voice went all gravely

“Tell me what you know about the Philosopher’s Stone.”

“And I hope for your sake… that you don’t know too much.”

This is bad this is really bad the Goths were bad enough but if the Government really was running that Lab then these guys just trashed a project of Bradley crap crap crap

Wait, what?

“Ha ha ha! I’m only kidding! There’s no reason for you to be so uptight!”

Hold up, what the hell was that all about?

Bradley’s saying that he knows there’s been some suspicious activity in the military lately, and something “needs to be done about it.”

...I’m still mostly convinced that you’re up to something, Bradley. But I’m not sure what.

Ooh, seems all the researchers assigned to officially study the Philosopher’s Stone have been going missing. Goth’s covering their tracks? And Bradley shows elements of being a spymaster, even with his informants he doesn’t know how much the Military’s been infiltrated, beyond “they know a lot about us.”

Now, a direct order from the Fuhrer; “To forget this matter and all that it concerns.” Since the best defense against spying is discretion, they need to keep this to themselves… up until Bradley thinks the time is right to confront them directly.

Hmm. I’m getting elements of conflicting plans here. The Goths are up to some evil involving Ed as a “sacrifice”, the leader of a genocidal government that was researching/making Philosophers’ Stones… There’s something going on here, I just can’t quite pin it down yet. Need more info.

Then all this plotting is interrupted by Bradley going out a window to escape his bodyguard. Still not seeing the Fuhrer in the best light, but you can’t deny that the character Bradley is a riot.

Winry stops by with some train tickets for Ed. Where are you off to, before you’re even healed up fully? Dublith? Play on Dublin? Oh, we finally get to meet this mysterious Teacher! Who even now has the Giant Suit of Armor shaking in his plate boots. A tough taskmaster?

Ed points out the town on a handy map, looks like it’s in the Southern Quadrant. But something shocks Winry about the trip, a town right before it?

“It’s the holy land of Automail engineering. It’s Rush Valley!” Well someone’s excited. Ooh, do we get Winry traveling with the Elrics? Also, predicting an upgrade in Ed’s future, if Winry’s that impressed with this place. What’s so special about it

Aw come on Ed, stop being such a pill. It’s not like you’re hurting for money as a SA. Maybe there’s elements of wanting to keep her out of danger (because you poor boys are trouble magnets), but you can do it! Also, moves my ship along? Please?

[Huges]: “She’ll make you a fine wife, someday.”

[Ed]: “Don’t start that again!”

Speaking of wives, Hughes is heading off to work, Elicia’s being painfully adorable, asking if Daddy can get home early that day. (!) Hughes says he’ll try to get back as soon as possible (!!), Mrs. Hughes tells him to not be late (!!!), Hughes says he’ll probably not see Winry again before she leaves (!!!!!), oh my LETO how many death flags can they wave at us?!

Damnit damnit damnit he is so dead. Why? Why do you have to kill off Hughes?! Guy’s a family man, he’s funny, he’s lighthearted. There’s enough tragedy in this world of lost limbs and genocide and soulbatteries already, you don’t have to up the ante! Uuuuugh. So annoyed at the blatant post-credits last episode, I’ve been delaying watching this one because I was so afraid of this. Gonna stop watching those from now on, too much spoilage potential.

“Oh, and tell the boys I said goodbye.” AAAAAARGH

“You just make sure to come visit us anytime you’re in Central, okay? Our home is your home too. ‘Til then… Take care of yourself.”

AAAAAAAARGH

Uuuugh, let’s try and move on. The Blond Kids are off on the train, Ed explaining that they’re off to visit Teacher for a couple of reasons, namely he’s tired of losing fights. Sadly he and Winry start squabbling about fighting, she wants them to stop. That’d be nice, Winry, but someone’s gotta stand up to the Goths. Also, they want to center themselves, boost their morale, and seeing an old teacher might help with that. As well ask her what she knows about the Stone.

Wait, what? Ooooh crap. They haven’t seen her since before the Incident, have they? So they’re gonna walk up to their Alchemy Teacher and have to explain “Yeah, I lost two limbs and my brother lost his entire body because we broke The Big Rule of Alchemy. So about some more alchemy training?” They are so dead.

Back in Central, Hughes is doing some research, going over the riots in Liore. Hey, don’t you diss Leto, random underling! Been a lot of stuff going on in the East Quadrant, as well as the North and West. Not the South? Current theory is they’re all too scared of the Elric’s Teacher to mess with her turf.

Suddenly, Hughes stands up, says he’ll be in the Archive room. Figure something out?

In the room, music’s picking up, Hughes is circling places on a map. What is- Oh. Oh my Leto. I think I just realized.

Liore, other uprisings, the Ishvalan Genocide...

The Philosopher’s Stone needs human sacrifices, and a Transmutation Circle.

We’ve already seen there can be a TC the size of a city.

Who’s to say there can’t be one the size of a country?

That’s it. That’s their plan. Craft a nation-sized Alchemy reaction. Create the True Philosopher’s Stone from the sacrifice of thousands, if not millions.

But whose plan is it? The Goths? The Government?

...but Hughes isn’t going to find out, is he? A long-haired silhouette just walked in and closed the door.

[Hughes]: “Cool tattoo you got there.”

[Lust]: “Those are your last words? Wouldn’t you rather scream?”

Leave him ALONE

Wait, he got out? He got stabbed through the shoulder but he got out? How oh HELL yes knife to your fucking forehead, you bitch! You don’t mess with

FUCK YOU NO

you got a knife to the brain you don’t get to just calmly take it out no

Receptionist starts joking then realizes that Hughes is injured, he just walks past and says he needs a private line. Yes ok need to tell Roy about his but she’s not as dead as you think she is.

Wait what Hughes why are you walking away. Oh right Military either infiltrated or in on the whole thing, can’t use a military line. Get to a phone booth, use an outside line. Holdup while Eastern receptionist follows protocol, yet another STUPID death flag as Hughes drops a picture of his family… but this took too long. There’s the sound of a gun cocking-

Wait, Ross?! What are oh nonono please just be misguided don’t be part of the conspiracy.

Oh. Right. The Goths have a shapeshifter.

Come on, Hughes. Keep stalling, the phone’s not hung up so if it’s connected then Roy can hear this and get you help. And while the knife didn’t kill Lust it did slow her down so yes you’ve got another one you can

You. God. Damned. Bastard.

Envy has taken the form of Mrs. Hughes.

A shot is fired.

Only now, when it is too late, does the call get through to Roy. And Envy hangs it up.

[Envy]: “You humans don’t make any sense to me. You throw away your lives for nothing.”

hughes comment indicates hughes Goths inhuman hughes chimeras?

“Gracia… I’m so sorry… Elicia… Remember, Daddy loves you… I’m sorry.”

And Hughes bleeds out in a phone booth.

...The Blond Kids are enjoying pie on the train. It was baked by Mrs. Hughes. As was a quiche.

Ed talks about how Hughes is annoying, stopping by his hospital room every day.

Al thinks they should figure out some way to thank him next time they’re in Central.

We’re spared the scene of Hughes being discovered. But now we bear witness to his funeral.

[Elicia]: “Mommy? Why are they putting all that dirt on Daddy?” [Gracia]: “They’re burying him, dear.” [Elicia]: “But if Daddy gets buried, then he won’t be able to do all his work.” [Gracia]: “Elicia…!” [Elicia]: “Daddy said he has a bunch of work he needs to do! No, stop it! Stop putting dirt on him! Daddy!”

Armstrong is crying. Bradley is visibly shaking. Roy looks down.

The sun sets, as Roy chides Hughes for going and getting promoted to Brigadier General, rather than helping him climb through the ranks.

Riza walks up to the colonel. Who admits a large part of him wants to figure out human transmutation now.

[Riza]: “Are you alright, Colonel?” [Roy]: “Yeah, I’m fine. Except… It’s a terrible day for rain.” [Riza]: “What do you mean? It’s not raining.” [Roy]: “Yes. It is.” [Riza]: “Oh. So it is.”

…

Time resumes as Riza goes guns-akimbo at Scar, who dodges into the alley. The alley with Al still in there. Uh oh. And oh my Leto Roy, don’t you dare complain at the lady who just saved your life. “Useless on rainy days” indeed.

…

Roy’s investigating the events of Hughes’ death now, looking into the Archive Room. A trail of blood went to the phone room, and the receptionist reports that he came in, but then left without dialing a number. Roy identifies the code Hughes used as one used only for military emergencies. But he doesn’t know why.

Riza brings Armstrong, who says they have a list of suspects, but can’t determine their identities. And when Roy presses for details, Armstrong has to refuse. Right, the order from Bradley, he can’t talk about the Goths. But he does get a workaround, saying the Elrics were in town for a few days.

From all that, Roy’s able to determine a group is suspected of the murder, an officer above Armstrong ordered him to keep quiet, and the events involve the singular goal of the Elric Brothers: The Philosopher's Stone. Roy’s clued into the conspiracy now. So, in order to solve the mystery and get vengeance for Hughes, he’s going after the senior staff. With Riza at his side.

And so the episode ends, with Roy on a manhunt in the military, and the unknowing Blond Kids cheerfully laughing as their train heads south.

#yup it's that episode #wmtw #where my twin watches #ranubis #full metal alchemist #full metal alchemist brotherhood #fmab #fmab 10

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woman-child91 · 4 years

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Sasori x Minato

Okay, so I remember reading an old Yaoi doujinshi about Naruto. There was a scene/chapter/page/etc. Where Sasori and Deidara are The Uchihas bodyguards. They work as Fugaku’s, Itachi’s and Sasuke’s bodyguards.

One day, Minato comes by and... leaves an impression on Sasori. Minato is like near 40 in this doujinshi. But, just like in the actual anime/manga. He happens to be ageless and doesn’t look a day over 17. So, Sasori actually comments to himself about how beautiful Sasuke’s classmate (he thinks he’s Sasuke’s classmate) is.

It’s been like over 7 years since I read this doujinshi and until today... I never understood how Sasori x Minato could be, even remotely possible. I didn’t diss on the ship, though. Because, I love Minato Namikaze and I think Sasori’s good looking. Plus, he’s voiced by Johnny Yong Bosch and I absolutely love him!!!

So, I started re-watching Naruto Shippuden yesterday and I just heard what, Sasori considers art. Which surprisingly is something I agree on.

Sasori- True Art is... eternal beauty.

So all I could think of was, "Oooh! Eternal beauty? That’s Minato! No wonder he was impressed by his beauty in that one doujinshi. I mean, Minato never ages and he’s eternally beautiful. Okay, I see it now."

So yeah... I may have discovered a brand new CRACK ship. Yup. Looks, like I’ll be doing a video of Sasori x Minato in a near future. Of course, I’ll probably make a Yaoi video featuring an Uke!Naruto first, though. I’ve been meaning to re-watch Naruto Shippuden. Just so that I can get back on track with Uke!Naruto.

#naruto uzumaki #naruto #naruto shippuden #sasori #minato namikaze #sasori x minato #uke naruto uzumaki #yaoi

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dresupi · 5 years

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#A11 - Darcy/Thor

Want one of your own?

A/n : Endgame spoilers

Thor slipped his arm around her shoulder, tugging her close. It felt good to hug her. To hug someone who wasn’t looking at him like he’d disappointed their expectations. Darcy never did. Either because she never held any expectations for him, or she was just proud of what he’d done with no regard for what he hadn’t.

Either way, she was like a breath of fresh air. Which his place sorely needed.

“I sorely missed you,” he said, his voice barely audible over the menu music of the game he had blaring on his television.

“Like you missed the cable?” Darcy asked with a laugh.

He joined her in laughter, but he didn’t release her from his embrace until she patted his arm and reminded him that she had to breathe sometime.

“What brings you here?” Thor asked. “To my humble abode?”

“I didn’t know you were earthside again…” she said softly. “You never called.”

“I assumed with Jane, I--” He couldn’t really get through the sentence, so he just shrugged. “I assumed.”

“You assumed wrong. I missed you too, Thor. And I was still here. Still have been.” Darcy’s voice cracked at the end and he returned his arm to her shoulder, squeezing her tightly, but releasing her soon after.

“I apologize. I should have reached out sooner.”

“Or at all,” she chuckled wetly. “I’m the one who had to track you down.”

“True,” he chuckled. “Very true… would you… like something to eat? I don’t have anything, but I could ask Korg to order more pizza?”

Darcy shook her head. “I mean… maybe later, but I wanted to talk to you first…”

“Of course,” he said. “Anything for a friend.”

Her smile faltered slightly. “See… that’s just it, Thor…”

“What is?”

“Ever since Janey and Erik dusted… and I’ve been kind of going it alone… I just don’t really want to beat around the bush anymore. Like… that thing with Th--”

Thor’s brow lowered and Darcy backed down. “That thing with the big dumb grape kind of cemented it for me. Any of us could go at any time. Even if we’re Asgardian, or Midgardian, or super smart… it doesn’t matter. Our number can come up anytime…”

“Your point being?”

“I don’t want to be just friends, Thor.”

His brow furrowed even more. “Darcy, I’m not sure I--”

“I love you,” she said softly. “As in romantically. Like... “ She brought her shoulders up high, almost to her ears before she released them once more. “I love you, man. And I don’t want to live in this world anymore without you knowing it.”

Let it be known that Thor was a mighty warrior.

Regardless of the events that had brought him here: Barely able to fit into his sweatpants and forgetting to shower on a regular basis. His hair was matted and his beard was long. He’d actually eaten a cheeto he’d found there a few days before… but none of that was relevant. What was relevant was the fact that he was difficult to knock down.

And this was the second time Darcy Lewis had done so in the short time he’d known her.

He exhaled loudly, the couch creaking as he relaxed into its cushions.

She reached out for his hand, squeezing it before pushing up to stand.

“Darcy, wait… I don’t know what to say--”

“That was a helluva bomb I dropped on you… I’m gonna give you space and time. I’m gonna go see Val, and then I’m going to head back to my hotel. Come see me if you want to talk. Or don’t if you don’t. I won’t… I wouldn’t… I’m not holding it against you, okay?”

“But, Darcy--”

She waved once, smiling as she glanced around the house. “Hire someone to vacuum, okay? It’ll make you feel better.”

She locked the door when she left, and for some reason, that was the thing that touched him. That was the thing that brought tears to his eyes to the point Korg asked if someone had dissed him on Fortnite.

The fact that she’d cared enough to lock the door, and the fact that he couldn’t reciprocate her feelings yet.

It wasn’t that he wouldn't ever. It was that he couldn’t. Not right now.

A/n: Takes place between the time where Thor kills Thanos and where Bruce and Rocket find him in Endgame.

#Hammershock #Darcy/Thor #Thor/Darcy #Darcy Lewis #Thor Odinson #endgame spoilers #avengers: Endgame #dialogue prompts #anonymous

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nice-laugh-phil · 6 years

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Phil’s Diss Track Lyrics (SPOILERS AHEAD)

Intro: (Dan’s comments in parentheses)

It’s time for something fresh from three years ago

(Oh this is happening, okay)

It might not be amazing, but you’re about to get Philled in!

(Okay! Jesus)

Diss Track:

My name is Phil Lester

Thankfully not Mo

It’s finally time

To make my diss track, yo

You thought I was too innocent

To roast myself

Well watch out bitch

This might be bad for your health

A YouTube dinosaur

His channel’s older than your mum

He’s so insanely clumsy

Always falling on his bum

Some people think he’s weird

‘Cause he doesn’t like cheeses

He’s so freakin pale

You’d think the sun gave him diseases

He’s called AmazingPhil (what?)

Why’s he so great? (Dunno)

Ten years he had hair

From 2008 (yes)

All that time

Hiding behind a fringe

And on top of all that

He’s secretly a ginge

You quiffed it up

What, is this a rebrand?

If you didn’t die it black

You’d be totally bland

And innocent, whatever

Wait ‘til you’re in private (uh huh)

Your mouth is so dirty

You sound like a pirate (yarrr)

Hey you say you’re an angel?

You know that’s a lie

You just don’t wanna get

Demonetized

Your vids are so sweet

You can’t even say crap

I bet you’d even censor

A swear in this rap

(Wait no no no — Phil! Phil, you can’t swear on this stage! We’ve been over this.)

Don’t be so beep-beep ridiculous!

(No, no, Phil, you can’t —)

What, I can’t swear?

(You’re gonna get fined!)

What the beep!

(No, Phil —)

Okay, alright, I’m gonna keep going.

(Just do more rapping! Okay.)

You look like a badly photoshopped

Benedict Cumberbatch

And I realized nothing rhymes with

Benedict Cumberbatch (okay)

So I guess this verse doesn’t rhyme

Whoops

(Okay, this is terrible. I’m out, bye!)

I’d better get going

And end the bants

I murdered this beat

Like I murder houseplants

If you can’t keep a cactus

Why d’you want a dog

It’d be three weeks

Until the funeral vlog

And don’t get me started

On that guy called Dan

The only reason I’m here

Is ‘cause people ship Phan

Got more followers than me

I’m living in his shadow

Next thing you know

He’ll be playing the piano

(Sorry I couldn’t get all of the lines! I tried to gather as much as I could from the spoiler videos but there was a lot of screaming at times... feel free to add to this post if you know the lines!)

UPDATE: thank you @autumn-in-fandom for adding the “YouTube dinsosaur — doesn’t like cheeses” lines!!! Also, thanks to @beardedpicklegoopplaid for the “Keep a cactus” line!

UPDATE 2: A big to @unlikelyphandom for adding the “got more followers than me” line!

#ii spoilers #dan and phil #phil lester #phan

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calmcal · 5 years

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Also I’m gonna get in on the ship thing because I love ships soo, 📝🎬🌸 Thank you and once again I’m so proud of you and love you so much, you deserve this

LEAH! how can I even ship you with anyone but Michael Clifford!

And OMG you are so pretty, and I love how fired up you get when someone get’s Michael eye colour wrong. Because his eyes a green and that’s the tea!

ALSO, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY SWEETS, HOPE YOU HAVE A TRULY WONDERFUL DAY! WISHING YOU ALL THE MICHAEL CUDDLES IN THE WORLD💛💛💛

“I’m totally gonna kick your ass” You smirked as you placed the bowl of popcorn down on the coffee table, the salty and buttery smell was slightly overwhelming in your nose.

You and Michael were have one of your self proclaimed ‘game night tournaments’, a night where one of you would pick a game from the pile in the T.V. cabinet and play until you couldn’t feel your thumbs, or the loser admits defeat. And neither you were really the type to admit defeat. You could hear Michael scoff from in front of the T.V., setting up your game of choice, Mario Kart.

It was a game that you were fairly good at, or at least you had played it enough to know what to expect. And you were really trying to beat Michael tonight, he had won the last three time you had played. You needed to knock him down a peg.

“I’d like to see you try” Michael snorted as he took on of the Switch remotes and threw the other on in your direction.

“Oh I won’t be trying” You retorted with a sly smile, taking a handful of buttery popcorn and popping it in your mouth. “I’ll be succeeding”

“We’ll see”

Michael started the game, the screen lighting up with brilliant colours and the energetic music pouring through the speakers. You settled into the softness that the couch offered, slipping the wrist band around your wrist. You held the remote tightly in your hands as you watched the screen, Michael started picking out the setting for the race. Then came time to select your characters. You both fiddled around with the joystick, sliding over the different character icons until you decided who you were going to pick.

“Of course you picked Toad” Michael laughed as he manoeuvred his joystick quickly to the Link head on the screen.

“Of course you picked Link” You mocked him.

“Yeah but Link is actually cool, Toad is just a walking, talking mushroom” Michael explained with a teasing smirk on his lips.

“Toad is cute okay, don’t diss my little mushroom man” You restored as you reached over to shove him.

“Foul play!”

“The races haven’t even started Mikey!”

“Oh, I knew that!”

Because you chose the game, Michael got to decide which race track you were going to race on first. And you knew he was going to try and trip you up, he was going to pick the hardest track on the game. Rainbow Road.

“Ready to lose Y/N?”

“Are you ready to lose Michael?”

You both gave each other a fake glare, but there was a playful smile on Michael lips. One that you mirrored. The game loaded and the start up of the race started to flash on the screen. You leaned forward, pressing down on the trigger as the number 2 flashed on the screen. And then you were off.

Your eyes switched from your screen to Michael’s screen for a second as you looked at your power up, it was a banana peel. With a sly smile you threw the banana peel behind you and watched on with a fit of giggles fall from your lips as Michael slipped over the smiling yellow item.

“Fuckn’ bananas”

“Watch out Michael, those banana peels a real slippery”

“I hate you”

“Love you too baby”

The race was fairly easy, you swerved around the corners easily, drifting in all the right places and collecting all the power up boxes that you could. You were about to taunt Michael about being in second place, one space behind you, when a blue shell popped up on your screen, slamming into your character.

“Sucks to suck!” Michael shouted at you as his character zoomed past yours as they stopped.

“Fuck you Mikey!” You shouted in return as you regained control of your character, now in third place.

“So what was that about kicking my ass?”

“Don’t get cocky baby, you haven’t won yet”

You continued to race around the track, coming up on your third and final lap on the track. You drove into a block which gave you three red shells and you felt a wide grin stretched across your lips. You waited until you got closer to Michael, and just as he was about to cross the finish line you launched a shell at him, which stopped his character long enough for you to pass him and finish the race in first.

“That’s called cheating Y/N, you don’t cheat!” Michael exclaimed loudly as he finished the race in second place.

“It’s not cheating, the game gave me the power up Michael” You snorted as you watched as a scowl took over Michael’s face.

“You beat my ass with a red shell”

“I told you I would kick your ass”

Michael sat back down on the couch, a pout on his pink lips. You had an amused smile on your lips as you slid across the couch so you were sitting right beside the blonde man.

“Don’t pout baby”

Michael rolled his eyes at you, his lips turning up into a small smile as you place your legs over his lap and started to run your fingers through his longer blonde hairs. He leaned into the touch, his eyes staring blankly at the screen as a soft hum fell from his lips. You paused the game with your spare hand and you continued your slow movements. Michael rested his hand against your leg, slowly rubbing your calf with his thumb.

You ready to have your ass kick again” You giggled against his ear which made him chuckle.

“I’m gonna beat with a red shell, just you wait” He turned his head to look at you, his green eyes glimmering with amusement. He leaned over slightly to place a quick kiss on your lips.

The game night tournament was another success.

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Rivalry 3 //Shawn Mendes Series

Summary: You are a demigod that’s been brought to Camp-Half Blood in hopes to find yourself and learn more about your powers. In fear of being bullied, much like before, you intend to stay behind closed doors until there in no choice but to come out about who’s child you truly belong to.

Ship: Shawn Mendes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, fighting, swearing, fluff, blood, etc.

Tagged: @hard-satin @cynicallystiles @archer-whovian-violinist

Notes: none of these gifs are mine. i saw another fic about demigods and i wanted to try and make it a series. the thoughts been festering in my mind forever now. i hope you like it. (also, none of the demigods and gods are really related. because of the parents fucking around, it’s not legitimate in this series. I ALSO RECOMMEND YOU TO LISTEN TO THE PERCY JACKSON SOUNDTRACK WHILE READING THIS. IT’S SO COOL)

Your P.O.V

I don’t want to leave the comfort of my home, especially after that fight. I knew this was going to happen but I have to leave. I still have classes to attend to after-all. It takes longer than usual to get dressed and head out, my procrastination at it’s peak. I keep my head down and avoid all eye contact. Kids walk by but there’s only a few here and there, whispering words of judgment to one another. But upon arriving to the cafeteria, the room is filled up to the brim with kids. Everyone, and I mean everyone is here, eyeing me warily. The ruckus dies quickly and I feel my face flush in embarrassment, like I’m just going to spontaneously com-bust. I keep my gaze down and head over to get some food. People part and even jump away from me in fear.

I gulp, attempting to suppress the pain I feel inside. Grabbing a breakfast sandwich, some fruit and a drink, I turn over my shoulder to see that everyone has moved to the other side of the room, some even opt to sit on the tables, as long as they’re away from me, they’ll do anything. Even Clarisse is scared. I sit at an empty table and eat as I normally would but the cafeteria, which is usually humming with energy is very dead, no pun intended. I sip my gauntlet, munching here and there, hoping they’ll stop staring but I know they won’t. All of a sudden three bodies sit across from me. Glancing up, Annabeth, Percy and Grover send me a kind smile. My friends. I smile back but it vanishes when I realize that the one person I want most is nowhere to be found. At least, choosing to avoid me.

For the rest of the day, most people choose to avoid me. Whether it’s out of fear or genuine awe, I’m not sure. It’s not at all a nice feeling. I am alone once more, pushed aside like an outcast. I wonder if this is what my father felt when he was banished to hell? I opt to stay in the shadows all day. Sitting in the back of the room for all of my classes where I am not seen. To the kids below, I am nothing but a blur. They cannot fear me if they cannot see me. This process goes on for a few days but eventually people begin to ease up, some, not all. But I cannot wait to expect some sort of change. I let out a heavy sigh and leave the cafeteria heated, attracting more attention than I want. No more, I can’t do this anymore. I think to myself as I pack my belongings into my one suitcase.

Taking a deep breath, I look around the room one more time before sheathing the gargantuan sword to my side. “It was fun while it lasted.” I mutter to the walls as if it was a living breathing thing that could hear me. Resting a letter atop of my counter-top, addressed to my friends, to Shawn, I let a tear fall from my cheek before snapping my fingers. A layer of smoke develops around me, taking me exactly where I intend to go. The only home I seem to have left. The smoke disperses around me and I am left to stand before my fathers temple. I don’t bother to knock, not exactly sure where the doorbell would be anyways. “SHE BETTER BE OKAY, I SWEAR TO THE GODS, HADES!”

Turning around the corner to see my step-mother, Persephone, yelling down at my father. Though I’m not exactly hers, she has taken me under wings as her own which I’ve always appreciated. “Can I ask why you’re ripping him a new one?” I say aloud, enough to catch their attention. Persephone, looking nothing but beautiful, powerful and soft all at once, squeals at the sight of me. Running across the room to pull me into a tight hug, I can’t help but smile. I’m glad to know I’m wanted here. “Hey sweetheart, I missed you so much! You’re alright, right?! You’re not hurt or anything?!” She asks, taking my face with her hands. I can’t help but laugh at her immediate concern. “Yeah, I’m okay.”

My dad comes up from behind, pulling me into a warm side-hug before he pecks my head softly. “Hey, sweetheart. Welcome home. I’m sorry things didn’t work out upstairs. Maybe you can go back in a few days, once everything calms down?” I joke, trying to hide my internal pain. “Kicking me out so soon?” He shook his head, glancing back at his wife with a sad smile. “(Y/n), the point of going to Camp Half Blood isn’t so that you end up back down here with me. Your life is out there, in the real world. You train to inevitably attend missions and save the world from the monsters that threaten to destroy it. I’m not happy about you being in danger but as you have told me before, you’re a big girl. And you are.”

“Your father’s right. Though he may be an ass at times, he has a point. You are always welcomed here. But at the end of the day, you belong up on the surface, fighting and making the world a safer place.” I grin at her wise words, glancing between the two people I adore most. “W-Would it be okay if I stay for a few days? Just to re-evaluate myself?” They share a happy smile, wrapping their arms around me which consoles my broken heart more than they will ever know. “We’ll have a big dinner soon, okay? Cerberus is in the other room if you want to go see him?” I set my suitcase down, hugging them both before running into the other room to see the three-headed dog.

When I return, my father, the god of the underworld, sports a bright pink ‘kiss the cook’ apron. I snort at the sight that laid before me. The god who supposedly is the most terrifying and treacherous of all the gods to ever exist, is dancing around to Highway To Hell by AC/DC while attempting to not burn pancakes. Persephone pecks his cheek as she walks by and he gives me a cheeky smile, shimmying his shoulders and I laugh. It’s such a wholesome image, you’d have to be here to believe it. I peck his other cheek and sit next to my step-mother who pulls me into a nice side hug. “Is AC/DC the only band you listen to, pops?” He scoffs at the question. “It’s a classic!” Stating it as if it were a fact before winking.

“It’s all we have for some odd reason.” Persephone confesses dramatically. I can tell she’s faking it but I hop on board with her sch-peel. “I’ll make sure to buy you guys lots of music next time I come to visit.” She giggles, kissing both my cheeks in delight before helping my father with the cooking. “This is why she’s my favorite.” I watch the interaction between my step-mother and my father, intrigued by their day to day life. You’d expect them to look dreary and solemn but they themselves seem to bring the most vibrant energy the world could offer. “DAD, DON’T BURN THE PANCAKES!” He jumps into action, pulling the pan off the fryer before it could burn anymore than it had. “Nice call, pumpkin!”

We eat together as a normal family would despite the small detail that we were nothing but normal. The conversation is rapid firing, flowing and bouncing wildly. I’ve never laughed so hard, listening to the bickering that’s exchanged between my parents. It’s almost hard to keep track of who is jokingly dissing who. I’m not sure how late it is by the time we finish dinner, but I’m more than exhausted. I say goodnight to the adults and Cerberus, looking up at the dark, empty sky, wondering and hoping that if or when I return, things will get better.

Shawn’s P.O.V

For the love of gods, what have I done? I think to myself as I realize I haven’t seen (Y/n) in a few days. This is all your fault, you blithering idiot! Why did you say something so cruel and untrue to the girl you love?! For the past few days, ignoring her was easy because everyone else was doing the same thing. Not a great excuse, I’m aware. But it was easy to think that because of who she belonged to, I wouldn’t have trouble pushing myself away. But that was honestly the biggest lie. How could I push myself away from someone I was falling for? I slam my hand on the side of the wall in anger. Where had she gone? Was she safe? What if she’s dead? What if she decided to go back and prove her father wrong?

Questions began to boggle my mind as I headed over to find my friends. “Has anyone seen (Y/n)?!” Annabeth looks up at me with distaste, breathing heavily through her nose. Almost as if she’s trying to hold herself back. Percy and Grover eye her warily, looking at me with an equally as upset expression. “She’s gone.” The second the words leave Percy’s mouth, I feel my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. What have I done.. I’ve driven her away.. Why am I such an idiot?! I pushed her away.. Looking around the room, I realize how cold it’s become. With her gone, the warmth and happiness seemed to slip away. Grover hands me a small letter with my name on it with (Y/n)’s hand writing. I tear it open greedily, hands trembling as I read.

Shawn,

I can’t be sorry for who I’m linked to. I can’t apologize for something I cannot change. Hades is my father and I know he might seem like a monster to you, but he save me. He is not as bad as people have made him out to be. But if you believe what you said, that I’m like my father, that I’m a monster, than don’t worry about me. I’ve gone to the one place I’ll be accepted. You’ll never have to deal with me again because I’m gone for good. Not that you would care. I guess we are like our parents, huh? I’m lower than dirt and not worth your time and you’re the golden boy. It’s only best if we stick with those roles.

Goodbye,

(Y/n) (Y/L/N)

The longer I read, the more angry at myself I become. I didn’t mean those things. I reread it again, swallowing down the pain that began to fester. I cover my mouth to stop myself from sobbing. Percy rests his hand on my shoulder to comfort me before leaving with Annabeth and Grover. Alone, I let my knees fall onto the hardwood floor and I sob for the love of my life. She’s gone and not coming back, ripped away from me because of me. I clutch the paper and hold it close to my chest, the last piece of her I’ll ever have. Crying out for my father, for her, someone to console me in time of need but for once in my life, it’s quiet and I am completely and utterly alone. I wonder if this is what Hades felt like? If this is was what (Y/n) felt like?

The thought makes my mouth go sour and I want nothing more than to just gag. All of a sudden, a loud explosion irrupts from outside. Wiping away my tears, I slip the letter in my back pocket but as I do I feel the guilt burn into the side of my hip and run out to see what was going on. Just over the tree-line, a hulking mass with horns the size of mountains lets out an unearthly cry. What the hell is that?! The closer I came, the more I wish I hadn’t. A Minotaur, not as big as Cerberus but none the less, dreadfully intimidating, smashes everything it’s path, crushing and destroying the trees with it. And resting on its shoulders was Luke. How he escaped, managed to control a Minotaur and balance himself on his shoulders was beyond me. What the fuck?! I thought he was taken somewhere else to be charged for his crimes?! I run in a different direction, making my way to Percy, Annabeth and Grover.

“LUKE SUMMONED A FREAKING MINOTAUR?!” Grover shouted over the destruction. “WHERE THE HELL DO YOU EVEN FIND A MINOTAUR?!” Percy and Annabeth glanced at me in shock, not exactly sure how to tame such a treacherous beast. First Cerberus, now a Minotaur?! This wasn’t even a mission but it was definitely the most dangerous task we’ve ever faced, let alone in the past few days. Except this time, we don’t have (Y/n). But I’m glad she’s not here. I couldn’t bare to see her get hurt. Looking over at Percy with a determined expression, my hands tighten. “PERCY! I NEED YOU TO KNOCK LUKE OFF THE MINOTAUR’S SHOULDERS! WE NEED TO GET THOSE TWO SEPARATED SO ANNABETH AND GROVER CAN TAKE HIM DOWN!

“YOU AND I WILL GATHER AS MANY FIGHTERS AS WE POSSIBLY CAN AND FACE THE MINOTAUR!” They nod in unison and then we split apart, Percy running in the opposite direction to get a clear shot at Luke while I distract the monster. I bring my hands together to create a storm. The energy runs up and down my finger tips, just itching to get out. A warm hum falls over the camp and I can feel the storm coming closer. Flicking my wrist, I let one lose. It crashes right down in front of the Minotaur, catching the monsters attention as well as Luke’s. “Why, if it isn’t the golden boy?” While he isn’t looking, Percy sends a wave towards his side. He falls off the Minotaur but successfully lands on his feet.

Annabeth, armed and ready, growls up at him with rage and distaste. “This is over Luke!” He brushed his shoulder, smiling wickedly. “Oh, my dear. It’s only just beginning.” Luke pulls out a long sword, one that looked too heavy for him to hold but he managed before bolting forward to attack Annabeth and Grover. Their swords clashed and the sound rang all throughout the camp. We could actually win this fight. I thought to myself before my heart fell. Right behind the Minotaur came a Chimera, the head of a lion, the body of a goat, a blood caked mane and a ten-foot-long diamondback snake-headed tail which grows out of its shaggy behind. “ARE YOU SEEING THIS SHIT?!” Grover exclaims while he attempts to slow Luke down.

Percy ran between the monsters legs to help me but was pushed to the side by the Chimera’s SUV size paw. Annabeth cried for him, scared for her friend. “PERCY!” Whist distracted, Luke cut her hand. She hissed in pain before dropping her blade. Grover stood in front of her with a short knife, one that probably couldn’t hold Luke off. My friends are hurt, the love of my life might be dead, and I have no means of saving them. Without realizing it, Percy grabs my arm and pulls me in the opposite direction of the chaos. The only thing letting me know that this is all real is the terrifying sounds trailing behind us and the falling trees we attempt to avoid. Grover and Annabeth some how meet up with us and we run in step.

That was until the tail of the Chimera tripped us, making our four bodies quite familiar with the dirt. Just over the tree-line, Luke stands a top the Minotaur’s shoulder while the Chimera trails after him. Kids run away from them but as of right now, they aren’t after them, they’re after us. “IT WAS NICE KNOWING YOU GUYS, REALLY! BUT I NO LONGER HAVE ANY USE FOR YOU ANYMORE.” Luke says with a sinister grin. The Chimera huffed, preparing to burn us alive. I’ve been at this moment before. But before (Y/n) saved me. And because of me she’s gone forever. This time I’m really going to die. I’m going to perish without letting her know how I really felt, if she’s even alive. I intertwine my hands with Percy, too scared to do this alone. He squeezes back and smiles.

Your P.O.V

I look in horror as Luke and his monsters tear apart my home. How dare he?! I clench my fists to suppress the anger that slowly begins to fester but then let my hand fall open. Maybe that’s what I needed to do.. Let my anger and rage go. I shouldn’t have ever left.. Maybe none of this wouldn’t have happened. But right now I cannot wallow in my guilt. I have to act while there’s still a camp left to save. My father rests his hand atop my shoulder, smiling down at me with pride. “Honey, you need to go help them. You belong up there. Go save your friends.” Persephone gives me a supportive nod. I grab my sword, more than ready to rip Luke a new one when my eyes fall on Cerberus. And then, just like my father, I have a dangerously wicked idea. “Hey, dad? Do you happen to have any monsters you don’t need right now?”

Third P.O.V

(I would highly recommend listening to Welcome to The Jungle by Guns N’ Roses, like, right now)

The four demigods held onto one another, scared for their lives and the lives of the others. Even the children of Ares were frightened. None of them would back down from a fight but even Clarisse wasn’t sure how to go about this situation. A large group of kids, most of which couldn’t even protect themselves, cower behind children of Ares and Athena. And poor Percy and Shawn, scared to death, held tightly to their friends. They were sure this would be their end. But when the earth begun to shake and roar, they new the fight was only beginning. Shawn thought Luke had conjured more beasts to reek havoc upon Camp Half Blood, but when he looked upon the son of Hermes’ face, he knew he was wrong.

This was not Luke’s doing. To the left of them, the fire pit which sported all of their celebratory events begun to grow at an unusual rate. The flame grew until it was as tall as the tree-lines. All of the kids inched back, afraid of what else it could possibly be. Even Luke’s Minotaur stepped back in fear. And as the flame dies down, a woman tall and dressed in nothing but black, orange and red, forms from the fire. She steps off the coals and onto the rock railing, clutching the handle of her sword, looking nothing but powerful. “Well if it isn’t Hades’ little spawn.” Luke attempts to say strongly but there’s a tinge of fear in his voice, one that he cannot hide no matter how hard he tried. “You seem to be out numbered.”

The second the words leave his mouth, (Y/n) chuckles, sporting a wicked grin. “It seems I am. But you see, you’ve threaten my camp and I won’t allow that.” He laughs as the Chimera eyes her curiously. “Your camp?! Everyone here hates you. You are the daughter of that monster, after-all. Even your golden boy boyfriend said that.” (Y/n) clenches her fists, bringing her head down to nod before taking a few steps forward. The ground beneath her feet irrupts in flames, searing the dirt below her. “That may be true. I may be a monster and the daughter of a monster.. But it does come with perks-” Drawing her sword, (Y/n) looked more terrifying than ever. Bring her fingers up to her lips, she whistled.

All of a sudden, two roars irrupted from behind her. The kids inch back in fear, but sport a tinge of excitement. She was fighting for them despite how they had treated her. They could actually win this battle. Bumbling from the fire pit, came Cerberus, the three-headed beast. He took her left side, roaring so loud the kids found themselves forced to cover their ears. “You’re still out numbered. Two to one.” Luke says greedily, trying his best to hide his discomfort. Once again, he could lose. There was a chance he would go somewhere worse than the previous prison he successfully saute to get out of. (Y/n) glanced over at Cerberus, his teeth bright and long as saliva poured from his mangled lips. “Yes, I guess so. Why don’t we make it even then?”

She pulls a small whistle from her pocket, grinning up at Luke with her bright red eyes before blowing. The noise is non-existent but just because it isn’t loud doesn’t mean there isn’t something coming, something much more terrifying. And by the gods, there was. If Luke or any of the kids were scared of Cerberus, they’re for sure going to have nightmares about the beast (Y/n) easily summons with a faint blow of a pocket sized whistle. A roar louder than both the Chimera and the Minotaur combined cries out throughout the camp. All of a sudden, a beast with more than five heads sprang from the ground, ripping the earth apart. A hydra, outstretching the size of both the Minotaur and the Chimera. The demigods gaped in awe as the monster cried and took the right side of it’s leader. (Y/n) glanced between her two faithful and loyal guardians with pride.

Luke’s hands trembled in fear but he would never back down from such a fight, never go back to that cage. Whilst the two were distracted, Percy and Grover yanked Annabeth and Shawn’s arms, getting them out of the deadly Chimera’s grasp. Despite the fact that the movement was so small and insignificant, it caught (Y/n)’s gaze which evidently met Shawn’s deep chocolate brown eyes. In that moment, his heart ached for her, as did hers for him. But of course, she would never let him see that innocence, not when such foul words were shared and two hearts were broken not less than a few days ago. Instead, she stood up straighter, jaw-clenched in protest.

Anybody with eyes would know that she was the daughter of Hades. Eyes bright yet dark at the same time with armor as black as night. Nobody could possibly imagine nor grasp the amount of power that festered behind her very skin, just itching to release from her fingertips. With her sleeves cut at the shoulders, the shirt could barely withhold her bulging muscles that seemed to tear away at her waist. (Y/n) did not look like a demigod, for she excelled far greater than that title. She presented herself as a goddess, nothing but strong, terrifying and beautiful all in the same mix. This is who I am. She seemed to say to her unrequited but actual requited love, gazing down at him briefly. I cannot and will not be changed.

And before she could even register his facial reaction, the battle had begun. Cerberus charged forward, barreling towards the Minotaur with a loud and treacherous roar. Luke leaped off the beasts shoulder, jumping just in time to avoid the attack. But the Minotaur took to the ground, trying to fight off Cerberus, who mercilessly drilled into his side. While Luke was on the ground, it was (Y/n)’s moment. She moved quick, avoiding the Chimera’s countless attacks before successfully slipping between its gigantic legs. Just as the Chimera tries turn around and take her down, the Hydra lights up, blowing down on the beast to protect it’s master. The demigods watched in awe, almost too captivated to get up and fight.

Shawn and Percy stand from their hiding spot, glancing at one another with a small smile. “Together?” Percy asks, sheepishly. Though he was one of the most powerful demigods to live on the camp, he was still the same old Percy which was something Shawn always admired. His simplicity and never changing attitude brought the golden boy open and more trusting. The taller boy took his hand in respect before saying, “It would be an honor to fight along your side.” Pulling out his flying shoes, Percy tied them down quickly before unsheathing their swords in unison. Annabeth and Grover joined in, looking as dirty but as determined as the rest. Percy and Shawn take to the skies, aiding Cerberus and the Hydra against Luke’s creatures.

At first, both creatures watched the boys defend them, almost dying in the process. They watched curiously as Shawn let a bright lightning bolt lose, crashing down in front of the Chimera before it could even get near Cerberus. The three-headed dog was more than ready to kill off the demigod. That was until Shawn saved its life. The golden boy looked at the gargantuan dog, gulping before the large beast sniffed him warily before proceeding to stand in front of Shawn, to almost protect him. But in the midst of all the blood, conflict and war, he can’t help but subconsciously look for his beloved, wanting more than anything for her to be safe and out of harms way. But knowing her, she’d be doing the exact opposite.

A few hundred feet away from the golden boy, Shawn fought and kept an eye on her as she dueled with Luke. His fighting was never past Annabeth’s but it was definitely a match for (Y/n). If she was tired, she wouldn’t show it. The daughter of Hades would never show defeat. Their swords clashed together, ringing loudly throughout the camp. The son of Hermes was drenched in his own perspire, wet from head to toe. And though (Y/n) looked alive and thriving, she was getting tired. With a heavy gulp, she suppressed her exhaustion and continued fighting, bringing pain to those who’s day is but a reckoning. And she was winning, soon to be the champion and savior of camp before Luke blocked her sword and with a free hand plunged a knife to her side.

“NOOOOOOO!!!!” Shawn wailed, eyes wide as his once best friend plunged a dagger into his beloveds waist. The golden boy always had control over his lightning and powers, bending and wielding it as he so chooses. But watching the life leave the love of his life’s eyes threw him overboard. All of the energy and power bubble up within him seemed to vanish and disperse, striking down on the camp in all different directions. For once in his life, he couldn’t control his emotions, his powers. All Shawn wanted to do was make Luke pay. A large light blue bolt came crashing down in it’s loud, vibrant and powerful glory, striking Luke down. The son of Hermes went flying in the opposite direction, rolling onto the dirt before he slipped into unconsciousness.

The son of Zeus couldn’t even try to hide his tears even if he tried as he fumbled over to her limp body. As the lightning dispersed, the only thing remaining was a faint hum of energy in the air. “(Y/n)- P-Please be o-okay-” He brokenly mumbled as Shawn wrapped his large hands around her face, cradling her like a child. “O-oh my g-gods, please, I-I can’t lose you-” All of a sudden she gasped back to life, coughing and groaning in pain. Relief washed over the both of them, knowing the other was safe and no longer in harms way. “Shawn?” She asked, not entirely trusting her lopsided vision. He couldn’t help but laugh at her loopy expression, missing the light that fell onto her cheeks whenever he saw her. “Yeah, it’s me. Gods, (Y/n), I am so sorry for the things I said to you-

“I had no right to say such horrible things. And none of them were true. You’re not a monster- neither is your dad- I-I am so sorry about everything- I thought I lost the love of my life- I thought I lose you-” He says quickly, scanning her face likes it’s the last time he might ever see her again. Shawn wants to remember her, every feature, every flaw before she slips from his grasp. “Y-You love me?” She asks, her voice so much softer and innocent, it almost doesn’t sound like her. But he knows it is. He nodded, glancing back and forth between her eyes and her moist lips. “I thought I lost you, (Y/n)..” And despite the situation, and its seriousness, she chuckles. “You’ll never lose me. I am the daughter of death, after-all. You think a butter-knife will kill me?”

She wipes his tears away, admiring his bright smile as he shakes his head before saying. “Oh, shut up-” Before (Y/n) could make another witty comeback he placed his lips atop hers, and just like he’d imagined, they were hot and moist, like being filled up with fire and energy. He felt like a thousand degrees, not in a smokey, suffocating way. But just to leave you begging, wanting more of her warmth and what power she has to offer. His lips were soft, just as she’d thought despite the destruction he could give off. Warm but colder than hers, definitely. A small bolt transferred through her and (Y/n)’s whole body felt alive, fuzzy and tingly. She could feel the electricity and power he gave off and the feeling was outwardly. “I love you..” She mutters against his lips, wanting to feel his energy again. He cradled her close and smiled bright. “I love you, too.”

(I hope you guys liked it!! Please comment below! I REALLY appreciate the feedback. I loved this AU and I’d really like to more if you think of some!!)

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wannawrite · 7 years

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Alpacas Over Flowers

who? : MXM’s Im Youngmin fluff bullet-point ver.

the ‘Our Two Lips’ flower boys LDH PJH PWJ KJW

LGL [ coming soon ] | JH [ coming soon ]

blog navigator. ndlahdkdhdj last few instalments of the flower boy AU series….for now. Please don’t request anymore for this series until further notice but I thank you to all who requested, these were really fun to write and experiment with but it is not something I want to dwell on for too long. I don’t think I’m very good at it either…lol rip. There’s still Guanlin and Justin left. Since it is October, it’s time to get spooky. 👻 Request Halloween, fall-related things, please! Never had a go at them but I will try. Thank you so much to everyone who has contributed to this series, especially all the sweet and kind comments you guys leave. 💕 It was fun, and until Guanlin’s! - Admin L

• so there’s this cute adorable lovable amiable guy in your uni lecture • you have a major • major • major crush on him but honestly, who doesn’t ??? • but he doesn’t attend classes very often bc he’s sick • jokes • he’s just out there being an underground rapper • you don’t really pay attention to that scene but your best friend found out and pretty much told the whole squad • and she also spilled the part where you really liked him • wow thanks a lot andrea

• 2017 best friend award • it’s embarrassing asf • now everyone ships you too together • Jinsoul offers to accompany you to one of his gigs but you decline since it’s super close to mid-terms and you aren’t sure how Youngmin can keep his grades, music and life balanced • plus, you can’t exactly picture cute, red haired Youngmin with an alpaca keychain on his backpack as a rapper • let alone one that spits utter fire • it’s lit 🔥🔥🔥 • you listened to two seconds of his diss track for Mnet and shut your laptop • contemplating life and sobbing over how good he was • it was that good • howdareyoumnet • the track was titled was titled SnakeNet™ ft. Park Woojin • bouta catch snakes with my net • * insert badly edited picture of Admin L swinging a net at Mnet and SM * • I need to stop making Mnet snake jokes i’m sorry • so • yeah, Woojin, that shy, awkward kid who majored in dance • Brand New College thrived with the talent • so anyway, your alpaca boy rarely came to class but whenever he did, you tried to sit as near as him as possible • he radiated sunshine and happiness • it made you all fuzzy and happy on the inside too, it was like he rarely had a bad day • trying to suck some of that positive energy • moving on…………….. • somehow, you always ended up like three seats away • Youngmin seemed to always be flanked by his best friends, Jeong Sewoon and Kim Donghyun • they always protected him from the world • asdfghjkl stop separating me from my man • but it’s cute to have such an amazing protection squad, they’re a force to be reckoned with • one day, you decided to approach him after your lecture • yes you did it • two steps away • his back was towards you, displaying some expensive brand of the shirt he wore • one!!! • unfortunately, he seemed to be hurried and rushed off, a few pieces of paper dropped out of his backpack • even his cute little plushie alpaca keychain thudded to the ground • “hey! Youngmin!” you had yelled but he was already dashing down the corridor with his friends struggling to keep up • you were the last one in the lecture hall • deciding to return it to him another day, you picked up the soft plushie and the sheets of paper that fell out of his bag • c'mon you were a decent classmate • as you shuffled through the papers, a pastel coloured flyer fell out from one of them • it was very pretty • puzzled, you picked it up and examined it • “Our Two Lips?” • you showed it to the queen of knowing everything that happened in your city, Jennie • “ahhh, so the rumours are true.” she said, amused • furrowing your brows and frowning, you cocked your head to one side “what?” • “ahhh, Im Youngmin, Park Woojin and Lee Daehwi are rumoured to have been hired to work at this new cafe” • you swore you walked passed the place before when it was all boarded up and had no clue what tf it was • you nodded as Andrea cackled away • “oh my god Y/N you would love that place so much” • your friends confused you beyond imagination • “huh, why?” • Jennie and Andrea burst into laughter • “It’s a flower boy cafe!” • oh my god • w a s t e d • i’m still confused by this idea though…never heard of it until now and even though I’m able to grasp the basic concept, idk much i’m sorry :(( • okay just imagine • Im Youngmin as a barista • Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe • Red-haired Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe, Our Two Lips wearing a flower crown • Red-haired Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe, Our Two Lips, wearing a flower crown as he serves you coffee • and food • food is important I hope you guys are eating well • you pretty much spit out a bunch of gibberish as your face becomes tomato red • “Oh! Wasn’t your last lecture today? Looks like you’ll have to visit him if you want to return his charm” • a s d f g h j k l • you really can just wait until the summer is up but that’s mean and he might want his charm back immediately • of course, he loves his charm, it is adorable • you love it too • it’s a soft, small plushie that has been patched on the side • :“) • you make it sit on your bed side table so it’s the first thing you see when you wake up and the last thing you see when you sleep • also because you’re scared of losing it • how would you explain to the flower boy? • it takes you a couple of days to visit the place • a few of your classmates went on the opening day • it’s safe to say they almost fainted from the cuteness • they facetimed you right after • "oHMy gOD y/N yOu goTTa cOMe anD SEE YounGMIn” Jinsoul yelled as she shakily held her phone • “yO i’m shOokeTH” - Andrea, about the cafe, 2017 • “bye bye sweetie” • honestly, you were a anxious mess, your palms were sweating, your legs felt like jelly • it’s just to return his charm! • and his lecture notes • calm down!!!!! • nah • you fretted about it until you reached the cafe and put on a fake relax look • the plan was simple, approach the counter, ignore the food, pass Youngmin his charm back and leave • that was the original plan • until you saw how breathtakingly beautiful he looked • it was probably the first proper glance you had gotten at him • that was not from your seat, far away, through the lens of a pair of binoculars, like a creep • “hello! I’m Youngmin, and I’ll be your flower,” proceeds to grab a rose out of his apron pocket, “boy for today” • you weren’t joking when you said you felt a teensy bit light headed • your hand closed around the plastic-wrapped rose and you stared at it in awe • stick!! to!! the!! plan!! • you cleared your throat, “actually-” • “ahhh, table for one” • youngmin wasn’t being rude - at least he hoped you thought so- he just wanted to get to know you a bit better, plus, you willingly came to the cafe • “you’re in the same friday and wednesday lecture as me right?” he asked as he escorted you to your seat, ignoring your reluctant protests. Youngmin was going to keep you here • “um yes.” you replied softly, heartbeat accelerating by the seconds • he nodded, “ahhh, no wonder your face seemed familiar” • eye contact, charming smile, faint tinges of pink of his cheeks • “i knew i’d never forget a beauty like you” • he left you with the menu and your red face with a disorganised plan • that boy is smooth • @ Youngmin, I see you • it’ll be rude if i reject him as a server…..no i can’t do that • you ordered something because you were hungry though, it seemed too good to resist • “what’s a beauty doing here all alone?” Youngmin posed as he collected your menu • you mumbled out an incoherent, embarrassed reply • he chuckled, “will my aegyo get you to open up?” • instead of speaking, you plucked the plushie charm from your pocket. “i found this in the hall the other day, I figured I should return it.” • “oHmYgoD!” • truthfully, Youngmin allowed it to fall, hoping you would return it and take it as a sign • Donghyun had taught him a trick or two on how to be the nation’s boyfriend and he was ready to win your heart • “are you serious? I went crazy trying to find this! Thank you so much! Isn’t your name y/n? Can I call you that?” • he appeared a little flustered and surprised, clutching his plushie close • he genuinely treasures his plushie okay, fight me • it was cute • ugh • “y/n, and yeah sure” • Youngmin opened his mouth to speak but he was called away by another server. He smiled apologetically and thanked you again, promising to be back with your order soon • you scrambled to text your friends but your hands were trembling like a leaf that you missed all the keys • do leaves tremble? • your texts to them were a mess but they got your drift anyway • Youngmin arrived with your order, “I’m here to give you your food and my heart.” • you really couldn’t help but burst into giggles • “will you accept it, Y/N?” • beaming brightly, you nodded but was still unable to keep the laughter at bay • youngmin chuckled along with you • boi i kid you not hearing his laugh was a blessing • b l e s s • since the cafe was pretty empty, Youngmin settled down in the seat across from your own because “everyone should have company” • he wasn’t much of a talker but he was a good listener, the more he warmed up to you the more he spoke • his eyes lit up when you mentioned you listened to his mix tapes • “you’re a really great rapper” • he just blushed and mumbled a 'thank you’ in reply, the ability to speak left him • “ahh, t-thank you.” • you took note of how well his red hair contrasted against his peach coloured flower crown. It only made him all the more charming and prince like • Youngmin’s company was enjoyable and you could foresee him becoming one of your good friends • you were reluctant to leave • he felt the same way • Youngmin isn’t the kind for a hella lot of aegyo but he has a way with words • even though he says he doesn’t • “y/n? do you have a map? cause honey, I’m getting lost in your eyes,” he said, tapping the pot of honey on your table • o i love puns • “you’re so sweet, are you made out of sugar?” *lifts up jar of sugar* • you’re just out there dying at his lame ass puns • but at the same time, dying bc he’s FLIRTING WITH YOU • imagine your crush flirting with you • hah can’t relate • “y/n, we’re like a four-leafed clover, you are C, I’m R and there’s love between us” he purred out, making finger hearts • you’re nearly dead and although these are somewhat awful, it’s cute • “i never knew you were like this, you never really talk in class…..” you muttered. “so innocent…” • “the only crime I’ll commit is stealing your heart” • bYE BYE IM • it gets late and you eventually have to bid him goodbye • but before you leave, he slides you a note and says, “y/n, if you can accept my love, how about accepting my number?” • “yes! I’ll text you.” • you hastily punch his number into your phone, nearly messing up because you’re still freaking out • there’s an alpaca, llama emoji next to his name, whatever you can find on your phone • suddenly, you become the envy of all the customers, especially when he gives you a matching alpaca plushie • *makes a mental reminder to attach it to your uni bag* • Youngmin smiles bashfully at you but says nothing • when you hand back the board to him after writing your signature - because you paid by credit card, he whistles • “damn, i was looking for a signature on you because a masterpiece always has one” • you are about to punch him • but only out of love • your heart is going to explode • he winks from behind the counter as you head out • “see you soon, Y/N.”

#Admin L #im youngmin #produce 101 #produce 101 scenarios #bnm boys #brand new music #bnm trainees #MXM #MXM scenarios #kim donghyun

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kuraagins · 7 years

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Some Danatole YouTube au headcanons (I'm sorry)

Based off some asks from @melchirits' blog They have a prank channel Because OF COURSE they fucking do It starts off with Dolokhov being like "let's prank Pierre and put it on the Internet" And Anatole comes up with a MASTER PLAN of putting a piece of paper that says some dumb shit like "ur gay" in one of his books. They film Pierre opening the book and he's just like "??????? Okay???????" But these two fucking assholes think it's the funniest thing, and they do that laugh that prank channels do where they just scream into the camera. And pretty much immediately they start to get a following (Because they're two attractive guys on the Internet the teenagers can SHIP THEM) So they just do more dumb shit to Pierre (and occasionally Ippolyte and Hélène if they're around and in good enough moods that they won't kill them) Balaga helps them out sometimes And their YouTube channel starts to get pretty big Anatole decides to start streaming as well because he likes video games (and also attention) So one time on a stream Hélène comes in and is like "tolya you should make out with Dolokhov for a prank" Because the girl KNOWS her brother is lowkey gay for his bff And Anatole is like "IM NOT GAY IM NOT GONNA KISS A DUDE I LIKE WOMEN" But also everyone in the chat is like YOU SHOULD KISS HIM Because like I said... The internet Ship Them Anatole is a slut for views and attention so he's like "WOW guys I can't BELIEVE you're MAKING me do this y'all are CRAZY, kissing boys is GROSS" And he just grabs the camera goes into Dolokhov's room (because I just decided that they live together in this au) and MAKES OUT WITH HIM Like.... Not a little peck on the cheek like Hélène was expecting There's like tongue and everything Anatole pulls away and they both go super red because they're both so in love with each other but they can't even admit it to themselves let alone each other And Dolokhov is sat there completely dazed And Anatole gets super scared that Dolokhov is gonna get mad at him (because his dad maybe used accuse Anatole of being gay because our boy loves his fashion, which is why he tries to repress his feelings for Fedya???) So he just thrusts the camera in his face and is like "HA ITS A PRANK BRO I GOT U NO HOMO" and runs out the room flustered as hell Dolokhov is just left sitting there like "yes this is fine..... I am 100% okay that my best friend-and long time crush-has just made out with me as a prank" Everyone in the stream chat is going crazy Hélène is Shook Anatole promptly ends the stream early with some weak ass excuse like "oh suddenly I am very sick goodbye" He begins to regret kissing Fedya because MAYBE HE HATES ANATOLE NOW But it does get them more followers so... And now there's thousands of fanfictions about them Anatole googles himself because of course he does and shortly after The Incident he finds some 'danatole' fanfiction And he's like what is this danatole they speak of He reads a couple(hundred) and is like HOLY SHIT I WISH THIS WAS REAL LIFE It's Balaga that comes up with idea of a fake feud "It'll get you a fuckton of views Anatole. A fuckton." Both Anatole and Fedya love the views So Balaga writes diss tracks for them both and gives them ideas for some vague tweets "Can u believe some people just won't stop talking about their foot fetish smh" "When someone u care about takes ur sister out to the opera instead of u #ratsthesedays" (I KNOW 'rats these days' is a very northern British thing but PLEASE guys I find it so funny thinking of Anatole saying it) And then they release the diss tracks Millions of views Everyone is choosing sides There's 'team Anatole' and 'team Dolokhov' merch Anatole calls his fans the 'Anatole kuragin-ers' Dolokhov calls his fans something even dumber like "tHE FIERCE SQUAD" "Anyway fierce squad don't forget to like comment and subscribe and dab on those haters like Anatole kuragin" So then Anatole takes it a Step Too Far And he tweets something like "lol I bet @crazygoodshot was totally into that time I kissed him as a prank #DoesFedyaDolokhovIsGay?" (Anatole is an obnoxious hashtag user fight me) About 5-10 minutes later he walks in on Dolokhov SOBBING And Anatole freaks out It takes him like a good forty five minutes to calm him down because Dolokhov is genuinely devastated He thinks that Anatole knows he's gay and is in love with him and that he hates him for it Eventually Anatole calms him down enough so that Fedya can speak and all he can get out is "do you HATE me Tolya" before breaking down into sobs again Anatole is heartbroken that HE'S done this to Dolokhov so he deletes the tweet and once Dolokhov no longer has any more tears to cry they Anatole takes him out for coffee Buys a drink and a cake for him to try and make up for what he's done All Dolokhov can do is stare blankly at the table He's a whole mix of emotions He's angry that Anatole would out him like that, upset that his friend clearly dislikes him for enjoying the kiss, confused as to why he would tweet that out because this was just supposed to be a bit of harmless fun for the Views Anatole tries to apologise but there's nothing he can say that makes Dolokhov feel better They sit in silence for over an hour and Anatole ends up blurting out "I love you" And Dolokhov looks up for the first time in confusion and Anatole looks at him and says "I'm in love with you Fedya" And Anatole gets all shy and flustered because he finally told Dolokhov about this crush that he'd bottled up for years Poor Dolokhov still doesn't get it he's like "love me in like,,,,, a friend way?" NO YOU FOOL HE LIKE LIKES YOU And once Fedya has come to terms with this after Anatole has gone on some big ramble about how beautiful he finds him Fedya confesses his love for Anatole And they spend the rest of the day holding hands and doing cute couple stuff!!!! Someone sees them and posts a picture of them holding hands and I'd like "are danatole really feuding????" And then the eye emoji about 10 times The picture goes VIRAL Anatole and Fedya make a video a couple of weeks later explains that the feud is over (they're both too proud to admit it was all fake tho) and now they're dating and in love!! And then everyone writes Dan and Phil-esque fanfiction about them BYE

#I hope it was okay to tag you in this!!#maybe it was me who sent that anon ask.... maybe #danatole #Anatole kuragin #fedya dolokhov #this is Bad I'm sorry

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thatonefangirlwhowrites · 7 years

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You think I like you?!? Simon minter imagine

I had just spent a week taking care of everyone in Callux’s flat because he gave Harry and Freezy the flue. I am exhausted but Harry messaged me asking me to come over. I don’t even bother to change out of my Sidemen leggings and my Callux t-shirt; I just slip on some converse and make my way over to their building. I knock on their door and Callux answers.

Callux fakes a smile “Come on in.”

This is weird, I think as he leads me to the living room where Freezy and Harry were sat on the sofa. They both looked rather nervous.

I ask “What’s going on?”

Callux says “Why don’t you take a seat?”

He jesters to the kitchen chair sat facing the sofa. I sit cautiously.

I warn “I swear if this is a prank…”

Lux cuts me off with a frown “It’s not…we need to talk.”

“Okay…” I state as I shift in my chair suddenly uncomfortable under the gaze of three YouTubers I call friends.

Harry leans forward and says “Now, don’t get us wrong. We do appreciate you taking care of us when we were ill…”

Lux frowns “But, it made our girlfriends a bit uncomfortable after we told them.”

I state “I was taking care of some sick friends…”

Harry sighs “They seem to think you did it because you like one of us.”

I stand quickly knocking my chair to the floor. I run my hands through my hair and exclaim “Are you kidding me? I was being a good friend! You two actually think I like one of you??”

They all turn their eyes to the floor.

I frown “I know you guys have girlfriend and even if I did like you…which I don’t I know that I can’t compete with them in the first place. I can’t believe they think that little of me.”

They are all quiet as I turn my attention to Freezy who had been unusually quiet during this conversation.

I ask “What about you then? You think I also like you?”

Freezy looks up a frown on his face as he nods slightly.

I sigh “I can’t believe you three. I try hard to be a good friend because I know what it feels like to think that you don’t have anyone…I’m sorry that I made you think that I like you all. You can reassure your girlfriends that I do not like you two and I will be keeping my distance for you all…”

I feel myself begin to cry as I wipe my under eyes before leaving. I can’t believe they actually thought that I liked them and that’s why I spent a week sleeping on the sofa and taking care of them. I honestly would do that for any one of my friends but obviously it means I like them. I thought when I met Sarah and Kate that they didn’t like me but, I didn’t want to assume anything; guess I should have trusted my instincts. I mean, yeah some of the fans ship us but that doesn’t mean anything; I get shipped with Simon more than anyone. I frown as I make the drive back to my flat.

Once I arrive I push the door open and grab my phone had received messages from all the guys.

Lux: I’m sorry please don’t hate us.

Harry: We were just making sure that you didn’t.

Calsqueezy: I’m sorry.

Calsqueezy: Please don’t hate us.

Calsqueezy; we just wanted to make sure. We didn’t want that getting in between our friendships.

Lux: Please answer at least one of us. We’re sorry.

Harry: We feel like crap. Please don’t hate us.

I roll my eyes as I pull up Simon’s name on my Watsapp.

I send a quick message

Me: Do you have time to talk?

I set my phone down on the island and grab a bottle of water. My phone dings seconds after I sent the message.

Simon: Come over?

Me: On my way.

I set my bottle down and grab my keys. I make the thirty minute drive to the Sidemen house listening to the radio. I pull into the gates coming to a stop behind Vik’s car. I put it in park before shutting it off. I grab my phone and walk to the front door. I knock and wait for an answer. A couple of minutes later JJ answers the door a surprised look on his face.

JJ asks “What are you doing here?”

I joke “It’s nice to see you too Jide but I’m here to see Simon.”

JJ smiles “I should have known that.”

I gently shove him uttering “Shut up.” As he lets me in.

I walk up the stairs to Simon’s room. I knock and wait for a faint “Come in.”

I push the door opened and see Simon sat at his computer. He turns to face me with a smile but drops it when he sees my frown. He stands walking over to me. When he reached me he gently wraps his long arms around my body pulling me into this broad chest.

He whispers “What happened?”

I sigh “It’s a long story.”

Simon leads me to his bed where we both sit side by side leaning against the headboard. I then begin to explain the whole talk I had with the boys. Simon making me pause ever so often to scoff as I tell the story.

I finish “And that’s why I had to ask you. Do I seem like a flirt?”

“Absolutely not. I think you taking care of them makes you a good friend.”

“Apparently not because Cal and Harry’s girlfriends seem to think the opposite.”

“They’re just worried about you.”

“Why? They are gorgeous. I’m so not a threat.”

“Obviously they are threatened by you to have Lux and Harry talk to you.”

“Don’t forget about Freezy.”

Simon scoffs “I can’t see how he thought you liked him.”

I shrug “I may have brought that on myself.”

“How?” Simon asks as he wraps an arm around my shoulder.

“When he was sick he wanted cuddles…I didn’t see anything wrong with it.”

“You what?”

I sigh “Simon…”

“No, you actually laid down with him in the same bed and let him touch your body?”

“Will you chill? It didn’t mean anything. I was being a good friend.”

“Friends don’t cuddle.”

“We cuddle.” I counter as he pulls me closer to his side. I wrap an arm around his chest as he pulls me into his lap my knees on either side on his hips. His blue eyes shining with an emotion I’d never seen in them. He smiles at me uttering “That’s different and you know it.”

I blush, I may have a slight thing for him. I mean who wouldn’t? He’s amazing. He rests his forehead on mine as I whisper “How so?”

“Don’t make me say it.”

I smile “Say it.”

Before Simon could say anything my phone buzzes from beside me. I lean back and grab it.

Calsqueezy: We need to talk. Please answer my messages.

Simon asks “Who is it?”

“It’s Freezy” I state as Simon takes the phone from me.

“Why do you two need to talk?”

“I don’t know Si. I guess he feels like shit for assuming.”

Simon types on my phone angrily as I watch with amusement. Simon and I have never said it out loud but we both know we like each other. We aren’t official or even have a label but, I can tell he’s jealous of Freezy; I think it’s cute. He hands me my phone back and I read what he wrote

Me: Listen here Callum. I do not like you. You can tell Lux and Harry that I am seeing someone. I didn’t want to say anything per his request but, we don’t need to talk about anything. You guys made a mistake, you guys are sorry and I will forgive you in time. Just give me some space and let me cool off because right now I am very hurt and angry at what you assumed about me. I will respond to you guys when I am less angry, I don’t want to say anything I’ll regret.

I smile “Seeing someone huh?”

Simon blushes “I mean…we kind of are…together.”

“You, Mr. Minter never asked but I agree that we are kind of together.”

“I just assumed that we were…was I wrong?”

“No. I just didn’t know that I had a boyfriend.”

“Are you seeing someone else?”

Before I can answer he asks another question “It’s Freezy isn’t it?”

I frown “No, I’m not seeing anyone and if I was it totally wouldn’t be Freezy.”

Simon laughs as he leans his forehead against mine once more.

I smile “Besides I have my eye on this guy.”

“Oh yeah? What’s he like?”

“He’s tall, good a football, a good diss track writer and has white hair.”

“I don’t have white hair.”

“I mean it’s kind of white.” I state as I run my hands through it.

Simon smiles “It’s not white. You think I’m a good diss track writer?”

“I think you looked hot in the video.”

“Um, hot you said?”

I nod as he places his lips on mine. This isn’t the first time we’ve kissed but I can tell you it gets better each time. Simon pulls back and smiles “Just to make this clear we are seeing each other and you are my girlfriend.”

Before I can respond my phone buzzes once more. I pick up the phone and open the message from Freezy.

Calsqueezy: you didn’t tell me you were seeing someone…do I know him?

Calsqueezy: How long have you been seeing him?

I look up at Simon who is looking down at me with curiosity.

I sigh “I think Freezy likes me.”

I hand my phone to Simon who reads them. He can see his jaw tense as he reads the messages.

I place my hands on his chest, making him look at me.

I frown “Don’t worry. I am your girlfriend. I like you not him.”

Simon smiles as he types. He hands me my phone with a smirk on his face. I read

Me: Actually you do know him. Quiet well if I say so myself. It’s Simon. We’ve been seeing each other for about three months.

I smile up at him and lean so my heads on his chest. He kissed the top of my head and says “I think that’ll take care of that.”

#simon minter imagine #simon minter #miniminter imagine #sidemen imagine #sidemen

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dwam-crack-blog · 7 years

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The Surrogate

This is the first thing I’ve written in a long while. Well, as far as short stories go. It’s pretty rushed and sloppy but I’ve never been the type to not show off my work, regardless of how good or bad it might be, so. Hope you like it anyway because that’s just the way I am.

And because of ego.

Mostly ego.

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Bone marrow makes up about a little over 4% of the average human being's body weight. And like with everything in the human body, it's one of those things your biology teacher smirked about as he mused over how such seemingly "small" parts of us can have such a huge impact on our daily lives. If he was the religious sort, he might've tried to maybe sneak in the ol:' "Have you ever noticed how the human body just... works? Hmm... Almost like a machine! Ah, but machines are designed by us, their creators. Why, almost as if..." He probably didn't go any further than that because the principal was just dying to have his ass and, let's face it, everyone would've gotten the point anyway.

Still, your snarky biology teacher probably had a point. For something that tiny, the damned things really do put in work.

...Huh?

Bone marrow. I'm talking about bone marrow.

It produces roughly 500 billion blood cells per day. That's billion with a 'b'.

But see - you're not surprised. Because of course you're not. The human body is awesome like that. It does all this crazy shit that you know is crazy shit because everyone keeps saying it's crazy shit. There's no real 'oomph' to it anymore.

Then again, there's only so much 'oomph' you can give when you glance at the body of your average Joe Schmoe. It's just kinda… There. It eats, it sleeps, it sits down at the TV and watches other relatable Joe Schmoes go on about their daily lives of eating, sleeping and sitting down to watch the TV. And I'm not dissing Joes out there. Like, the beefcakes aren't doing any better. You look at them and it's just... gross, right? But more importantly...

It's all kind of boring.

The human body is boring.

It's little more than that action figure you begged for your mom to get you as a kid, promising you'll play with it every day ever, and then left on the shelf to gather dust until you eventually sold it to some collector so you could afford getting high the next Friday.

Now, with the way you're looking at me, I'm starting to think you're not really relating to me much here. Well, you'll be pleased to know that I'm not relating to myself either. I'm doing that thing where I pretend to understand how the average high school mind works in hopes of getting you on my side.

I know. It's pretty shitty. And I get that.

But the human body is also shitty. On top of being boring, it also falls apart. It's fragile. For all the praise that I really do have to give it, claiming it's a crowning achievement of anything is kind of sad. It's weak against things it doesn't understand. It must suffer and hope to overcome.

Break one bone and it becomes a hazard to literally everything surrounding it.

Breathe a certain element every moment or you die.

Ingest a certain amount of food or you'll pass out.

Ingest too much and you'll have a heart attack.

Get hit in a certain part of your skull, and it goes right to the brain.

Oh, and the brain -- the brain can rebel. The brain can lie.

As a product, the human body is a disgrace.

As a machine, though, it exists to be improved.

I mean, that's--That's what...

Sorry. Give me a sec here. No, don't-- just. Stay there.

...I wasn't always like this. I didn't think about these things.

But at some point, life just kicks you in the teeth and it's more a matter of "having to" rather than "wanting to".

And for me, it all started when that thing bit me.

I shouldn't call it a “thing". It was human. Once. Homeless, by the looks of it. Makes sense. They're usually the best targets. Their blood generally has the least taste to it, so you can detach yourself from the situation. No need to drag them to a dark corner when they're already living in one. They're too weak and tired to resist. And even if they scream - nobody ever comes.

...So I've heard, anyway.

My transformation took about two days, I want to say. I went to the doctor and he said I checked out fine. He joked about the bite marks. I joked, too. It was before... well, everything. Nobody knew.

Stop looking away. I'm just... getting my thoughts in order. I'm not trying to treat you like an idiot. I want you to understand.

On the third day, I realized I couldn't leave my home. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't even peek out the window. Drawing the curtains wasn't enough. At first, I thought it was a migraine. A fever. But it eventually got so bad that I got electrical tape and used my bedsheets to cover the entire wall. I spent hours checking to make sure I did it right.

The idiots keep saying even now that it's because it burns us.

But that isn’t it.

It blinds.

Because of the shift in the circulatory and digestive system, the amount of blood sent across the organs changes. It increases. That's why the "feeding" was even a thing. We had to compensate for our new body's demands.

In that shift of priorities, the amount of blood going to the eye sockets jumps. It becomes unable to figure out how to properly handle extremely lit areas. Light refracts incorrectly and falls on the wrong nerves, causing pain. No image is produced.

I'm -- look. I'm telling you all this so you can understand what your dad was helping me out with, okay? He made these lenses for me. He did good work. Nobody else has them. They're just for me.

Do you get that?

Do you understand how much he meant to me?

Wait. Wait, no.

No, that's... I'm sorry. I'm still kinda freaking out, I guess. I mean, you're the one sitting here with--

...

Heh.

Well, there's a nervous chuckle out of me. I'm on the right track here.

...It didn't take me long to figure out what was happening. Or, at least, take a guess. I mean, I could literally see my body shift and change just by looking in the mirror. It made me sick, but I couldn't even puke. I was hungry, but I didn't WANT food. I pissed and shat blood.

And just a few hours later, I felt better than I ever did in my entire life.

I rushed out of my apartment. The night air was cold but it was like I barely felt it. Like I was sitting back in my comfy chair in some control center and just enjoying the ride. Of course - I didn't have any superpowers.

And by the way, that whole thing's bullshit - just gonna lay that one out there. It's pure bullshit. It doesn't happen. It's a myth. End of story.

You can't fly. You can't run fast. You can't sparkle.

Although - you remember how every part of the body gets an increased amount of blood flowing through it?

I really did mean every part.

So, naturally, I went to my girlfriend's. She seemed more surprised over seeing me smiling than how pale I looked. But I shrugged it off by just saying I was sick.

And goddamn. What a night.

What

a horrible

fucking night.

Don't get me wrong. The sex was fantastic. While it was going, at least.

Then I gave her a little love bite and...

Well.

I did say I didn't eat anything. And, I mean, not like I was really, seriously thinking that I was a -- look, you get it, right?

Right.

She said I bit her too hard. I mean, of course I did. So, she ended up kicking me out.

We hooked up a few times after that. Once all of... this... was out in the open. I mean, why not, you know? We can't have children. STDs can't touch us. So why not have some fun?

Okay, okay. I get it. I'm getting gross. I guess I was just kind of bragging.

Right. Not the right time.

I made my way home. Dawn was nearing and although I didn't have everything figured out, my paranoia was rightfully telling me to start picking up the pace.

The city was quiet for a change. The streets dead and empty. I could hear my own footsteps echoing.

My own footsteps... and the sound of a car, swirling as it desperately tried to regain control.

The driver was a retired shoes salesman who'd just found out his wife got full custody. The usual. He went to a bar. As you do. He got drunk. Of course he did. He drove back home, thinking about he was going to sit down and watch some TV about more Joe Schmoes. As everyone does.

And then, he fell asleep. Naturally.

And he hit a pot hole. What else could he have done?

And by the time he woke up, he was too confused to remember to hit the brake. God forbid he had.

So, I guess it's quite natural that he ended up smashing into me; smushing my body tightly between fresh grafitti and the hood of his 1986 third generation Ford Mustang.

I cried a lot. I screamed a lot.

Dawn had broken.

I woke up in a hospital bed. They said they'd given me a transfusion. I nodded. They asked if I could hear them. A bone in my neck was broken and I instinctively jerked my head slightly forward in shock. They took that as a "yes".

They had questions. About me. About my blood.

I didn't know what to tell them.

It's kind of hard to believe, looking back on it. We'd supposedly been around for centuries, and yet THAT was the only time someone had ever landed themselves in a hospital?

Even now, I can't believe it.

The part that followed, I guess you know better than I do.

Suddenly, Joe Schmoes weren't looking at themselves anymore. They were looking at something new. Something different.

Something not boring.

They didn't experiment on me, but that's only because I became such a poster boy. I was the one they'd invite to the talk shows. I was the one getting on TIME magazine. I was the one getting all the fake Twitter accounts made under his name. I was the one getting to suddenly have my hair slicked back so I could actually look like fucking Dracula. I was the one that had people ship him blood in packs neatly placed in ice containers. Poor things didn't know my manager was getting some for me on a weekly basis. (I never asked from where.)

No. No, they didn't experiment on me.

It began with the homeless - and it continued with the homeless. And about that part, I know about as much as the next guy. They're still doing it. I mean - we all know they are. Uh - you mind if I smoke here?

...I'll take that as a "whatever".

So that's how I came to know your dad. By just being an interesting new thing at a certain point in time.

He sent me his invention in the mail. I'm still shocked he got it through shipping.

His idea was simple, but frankly - genius.

A machine that would increase the productivity of the bone marrow - doubling the blood cell count made in a day. It made sense. Without the need for food, the only thing the body solely relies on is BLOOD. That's what makes us special.

Our bodies take blood to make more blood.

Our bone marrows can take a little bit of something and make even more of it.

Magic.

And your dad figured out how it could make us even more. So much that there was no need for "feeding". We had become self-sustaining. A perpetuum mobile!

Yeah. It was magic. And your dad was the master of the arts.

Of course I called him. Of course I called my manager. Of course I called whoever came to fucking mind.

And of course what happened next happened.

"Dracula and Dr. Frankenstein." What a shitty title for a duo. But your dad liked it.

And once the word got out - well. The same thing that always happens happened.

The whole world wanted to piss and shit blood.

No more worries of getting old. No more worries of starving to death. No more fear of heart attacks. Of getting too fat or too skinny.

Get stabbed? No trouble - just increase the Marrow Machine to 11 and no blood loss for you! Get shot? Stay cool, my dude - your senses are so dulled, they can cut you open and just take the bullet out as is!

And after the Spanish government pulled off that Mr. Burns scheme of covering up Barcelona with a big giant dome to hide the sunlight?

It was a fucking riot.

I mean, literally.

But it doesn't matter how much you scream or shout. Change is change. Sooner or later, you're forced to accept it.

And here we are.

The whole world, in darkness.

And yet, here I am, still wearing the lenses.

...Your father was a smart man.

He realized that with the way things are going, it's only a matter of time before the scales tip and you become just a skeleton in a museum.

It's evolution.

Unfortunately, this... all this... didn't make us any smarter.

For all the advantages we have, we're not immortal. We just think we are. And it's only a matter of time before the high wears off and everything goes back to normal. To being boring and predictable. To the endless bickering and bloodshed. And there's gonna be a lot more blood.

And by the time everyone realizes you can still die from getting your head cut off, there'll be way too few of us left.

And it won't matter how much we fuck.

That belly will never grow again.

It isn't just evolution.

It's also the final chapter.

Your father, being the smart man that he was, also realized this. And he rejected it.

While it was true that two of our kind could never procreate... amid all this chaos and noise... nobody had actually bothered to see what happens when a human womb carries a tainted child. It was sort of unthinkable. Like bestiality of sorts.

But he wanted to try it. He had to.

And so he chose the only specimen he could find. That he could get away with.

You.

I don't know what he told you.

I don't know what he did to you.

I don't know about the things that went on behind closed doors in this house.

I didn't know about any of this.

I didn't know... it's mine.

I had nothing to do with any of that.

I'm just the guy who got on TV.

But also, I...

I do know that he's dead.

His corpse is in the basement.

I know that you killed him.

And I know that's that.

I know that.

...What happens now is up to you.

I don't hate you.

I don't want to hurt you.

I know it'd be wrong if I did.

But to be perfectly honest, I... don't care what you do.

I just want to go back home and get some sleep.

I don't want to be here.

I don't want to be having this conversation.

I don't want to keep saying these things to you.

I don't want to keep trying to get you to understand that I--I really didn't...

That none of this was what I...

...I don't want to keep rambling.

I don't want to think anymore about how I sound to you.

I don't want to keep deciding what I should do right now, as his friend.

His body smells.

Your father was a smart man.

I'm sure he would've known what to say.

But... But there he is.

Down there.

...I'm tired.

I want to go home.

I don't know what you want me to say.

...I bet you just want me to shut up and leave you alone.

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

Do what you want. It's your life.

Enjoy the time you have left.

I think I've made it pretty clear that I'm not father material. In any way.

So keep that in mind in case you choose to...

Right.

I'm keeping the lenses, though.

On some days, I see kids - kids that got turned - hurling stones at the dome.

It makes me think.

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