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I wore a dress I like to school today...with tights...I was happy

...until the wind told me to go fuck myself

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FUCKING

SEFF

i don’t know why i made this

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Marco x Poet Bug, they'd be so cute, they'd be so perfect...they'd be so sad (lil warning I'm no poet, so any mentions of poetry/ attempts are gonna be poor at best- also the flower meanign are at the end!! ^^)

So this is set in a universe where Bugs time with the boys lasted a bit longer so they spent more time with the boys, apart from that most is the same...oh and Bug didn't run into Marco before the arena! They just ran in on their own!!

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"To my darling Lotus"

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It'd been a while

He'd been busy recently, he'd go off on an adventure then when the time came for him to return home he'd be dragged off elsewhere. This lead to an...extended period away, it was hard, on both Bug and Marco

They hadn't been close for long but the time they'd spent together was unlike anything either had ever experienced. It was awkward when they first met, given Bugs initial hesitation to interact, but they quickly got over that when Marco noted the poem Bug was writing from their spot on the bed. The two quickly bonded over discussions of poetry, as well as other things...though poetry was the primary subject of their talks It was clear from the beginning...that the two were doomed destined to meet.

The two used to spend every moment Marco was home together, no matter what they had to do they stayed together. Like two beetles scuttling through life side by side. But now...he was barely around...I guess that's why he was so shocked when he found it

Marco had finally found time to come home, after a few months he could finally return. He hadn't expected much, maybe a hug waiting near the door, or an update on how everyone's doing, but what he found in the hutt was less than that...he found nothing.

There was nobody home, not even a hint of life left in the home. Marco paused in the doorway for a moment, trying to think of where everyone may be? Maybe they were napping, or maybe they were out! So they made their through the house, gently knocking on each door and when he got no response they'd peer inside...only to find nobody there. Each time the door closed Marco's mind grew worried, his footsteps became hurried and harsh on the floor, until they ended up back in the main room

They tried to stay calm, tried not to assume the worst but...well Bug didn't do this, they always knew when Marco was hoping to return so they always left some kind of sign...but today there was no sign!...at least Marco believed there wasn't, as they began to look around once more he spotted it

A small note lay on the small table just by the door, breathing a sigh of relief Marco retrieved the paper and peeled it open...but as he read the dread sunk back in

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'To my darling Lotus,

Things haven't been perfect since you left, Timmy's in a bit of bother and I have to go help him out. I don't want to tell you where I'm going, as I don't want you to try and follow me, I need you to stay safe even if I cannot do the same. I hope to see you soon my love, however if I don't-

If I bid farewell to tonight's moon

Then never greet tomorrow's sun

Do not cry for what my future holds

But smile as you think of all I have done

~

Your life will move on, days will pass

The sun will shine, the moon will shift the tide

But as long as you keep me within your mind

I shall remain here with you, right at your side

~

Even if I never say those words again

Or if another tells you what I cannot

No matter how long my body lays still

I love you dearly and that love shall not rot

I love you Marco, even if I'm not here, I love you

Farewell for now

- your sweet Cyclamen'

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...unfortunately Bug didn't come home, they never got out of the arena. Bodie and Timmy returned, the told him all about what happened...all about how their lover met their end

Marco tried to accept what happened, they tried to listen to what Bug asked of them...but they struggled. Life seemed to still when he realised they were gone, forever, they would never return. He would read their poem every night, their voice reading it out in their mind...except slowly it shifted, as his memory betrayed them, their voice began but a faint idea as the voice changed to their own. The day he forgot what they sounded like was the day they lost themself, he didn't want to forget, it was one of Bugs final asks...no...they couldn't forget

Time passed as Bug said it would, and Marco kept his promise, they remembered Bug and made sure others would know the circumstances of their death, they died doing what they saw as right...they deserved to be remembered, much more than he ever would

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Flower Meanings -

Lotus;

Purity

Calmness & Awareness

Wisdom

Rebirth - coming out of a dark, harsh state and emerging into a life of joy & light (new beginnings)

Cyclamen;

Everlasting Love

Sincere Affection

Tenderness ans Care

Love that will withstand Rough/ Challenging Situations

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I've been off school for 3 days but I literally feel so shitty so don't wanna go tmr ughhhhhhh :((

I have sm to dooooo but I can't bring myself to do any of the actual 'important' stuff (school work, puppet work, getting a job-) I'm so tired

But yknow what, we're gonna try, we're gonna keep pushing and not isolate ourselves, this isn't going to be the end of the world, so ehm yeah sorry I'm just rambling lol

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David and Baty except Baty ends up getting super sick with some sort of 'vampire-only' disease so bros left with no clue how to help

Baty laying half-dead on the couch, their skin slowly developing into a sort of purple colour as they beg the air for their misery to end whilst David sits across from them just sorta like "eh...ehm...you needing a drink-?"

Baty refuses to try and figure out what's wrong with them, so doesn't tell David any specific symptoms and David is just trying to get any, ANY, actual information out of them

And as soon as they get better Batys just like 'well that sucked, anyways :D'

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So many ideas that'll probably never actually happen cause I've got this magical thing,

✨️~Social Anxiety~✨️

And the idea of prodding smbdy and saying 'hey I wanna make this thing, you be part of it? Please-?'

Ughhhh literally my biggest fear-

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Need more trans representation in media but specifically trans people who pick...questionable names, like either names that don't 'match' them or names like Mildred & William (wtv you count that as...old people names? Idfk)

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Two posts in a month? Outrageous, I swear my leige it'll never happen again

Anyways, New Video...and New Character!

Meet Elliot, ur totally awesome, 100% human flatmate! [<- Link]

He nay be able to act on a stage but ability to act elsewhere is...severely lacking, no wonder Dawdler was able to find out...about his condition so quickly

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I love characters that are like meant to be hiding the fact they're supernatural but they're so bad at it and the only reason nobody knows yet is either because,

A) everyone just think they're joking and being stupid as usual

Or

B) there's one person who knows and is constantly covering for them

I love it sm

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Now kiss

Ok but the real question is, @magebunkshelf if I write the fic would you read it? /j..hj

WOKE GATOR BOYS 🏳️‍🌈🗣🏳️‍⚧️💥🔥

Bod-she!!! 💥🔥🔥🗣🗣🏳️‍⚧️

LGBTimmy!!! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🗣🗣💥💥

Marco

Bug

Roldthem!!! 💥🔥🗣🏳️‍⚧️🔥🏳️‍🌈

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I've been feeling things, many things

[This is just me rambling abt my feels again, been feeling bit lost inside myself recently, just wanna yap abt it for a while]

I don't know who I am, like I know who I am but there feels like there more than me here

In my head

In my body

There isn't just me, there's others.

From what I hear there aren't many others, only 3 or 4 more, but that's way more than anyone I know has up in their brains

They have names, they have colours and styles they enjoy...one even has an age...but I'm not that age, this body isn't that age. They enjoy different types of music, different foods and it's so confusing trying to organise how this room should look because everyone has a different opinion

Sometimes they're quiet and sometimes they're loud, they never really do anything, like they commentate my life never personally taking action...but recently one did do something

I lost my cool with a friend, I sent him lots or angry/ hateful messages but I didn't want to be saying that. I held my phone and refused to read what I was writing..but I didn't have to because someone else was, they felt angry, I could understand that, but I wasn't. Jet wasn't angry, but somebody was, and I don't know who else it could be

I never felt so out of myself before, like yeah I've disassociated, I've felt out of control, out of touch, but I've never felt like my body was getting mixed signals, not like this

I'm scared, I don't know what's going on

I'm feeling all these emotions but they're not mine, I'm having all these dream like memories that aren't mine and I just feel so lost

I don't know who I am

But I know who Jet is

I am Jet, but I feel like there are others who respond to my name as though it's their own

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Period started, Therapy and a fucking assessment in one day

Dudes I'm about to explode

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Even if I fail to my family, if my blood decides they no longer claim me as their own...

...atleast I know there's a bunch of silly gay strangers on the internet that care about me in a way they never will <3

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These two....they've been plaguing my mind recently. How I love their dynamic, how I adore them. Anyways let's torture Baty

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"You hated me...but atleast you knew me-"

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They'd never been great at making friends, even before they were...turned. As a kid Baty was never into the same things as everyone else, they were noisy and excitable, latching onto anybody that would give them attention, like a small puppy who just wanted somebody to play with. It took them a while to realise why nobody spoke to them, or why none of their friendships lasted much longer than a week but when they did they tried to change. They tried to be quiet, to pretend to love whatever their new 'friends' enjoyed, but it didn't help. No matter how much they tried their true self would always burn through

And they were no different now, sure they'd managed to keep a few people hanging around but 'friends' was a bit of a stretch, and when they confessed to being a...vampire, well, they tried to remain supportive but it was clear those friends were struggling to stick around. Baty tried to educate them on what vampirism is actually like...but their friends just tried to avoid the topic so they never really understood what Baty was going through, nobody understood their condition...until they met somebody who did

When they first met David they were obviously a hit freaked, I mean he kidnapped them and his tone was threatening death how else was Baty meant to feel? As that day moved on though Baty couldn't help but feel less...out of place than usual. Usually they'd have to explain everything about thenself to everyone, every aspect of vampirism, it was a talk they were used to...but this time they didn't have to say anything. This man understood their kind whilst he may have a few things about them, personally, confused he understood what they were and even as he pushed for information they couldn't help but feel a little bulb of peace flowering at the bottom of their heart

Even after he let them go Baty couldn't ignore it, they could have gone away that day and energy returned, they could've been safe from the danger hanging around a Hunter put them in, but they couldn't. They'd finally found somebody that truly understood them, they couldn't just let that go! If they did...they'd be left alone again and they'd rather die than return to that kind of life. So they stuck around. Never sharing why they were there, just hanging around.

One day though David became...curious (as usual-) so he began to prod at Baty, ask why they did it, he could've been the death of them yet they hung around. They refused to say, they tried to make up some silly excuse, they came for the ride, they thought it'd be interesting, maybe they'd learn something? But it was all bullshit...and eventually the truth came out

It was late one night, the house was quiet as Baty lay on the couch. David was nearby, sat on a chair and focusing on his own stuff when Baty began to ramble, mostly to themself. They weren't sure if it was because of how comfortable they were with him now or just because they were tired out their wits but they just spoke, they didn't think about it, they just said it

"But yeah...I'm really glad I met you, before that I really didn't have anyone think that's why I clinged to you so much"

Up to this point David wasn't fully listening, they'd been talking for so long he'd sorta tuned them out but this, this caught his attention. He glanced up at them as they kept going

"I knew you disliked me, you hated me...but atleast you knew me, and...I guess that mattered to me more than my life at that point, and I get that it was probably a bit of a rude move to intrude on your life when it was clear you didn't want me around but...I needed you....I need you bro"

A weak smile spread across their face as their words began to fade, and their eyes slowly closed. They fell asleep right as the last word escaped them, David just kinda sat there for a moment taling in what had been said. He sighed looking at the vampire who lay sleeping right there, he couldn't help but smile as he found a blanket and draped it over them

"Hm, guess I like having you around too Baty"

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I love the Bug Army, especially cause John Kramer could find a reason to put most - if not all - of them into a saw trap

I'm going to put your Bug in a saw trap, fucking watch me :3

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Guess who's back...

Jace!!! :DD [<- Link!!!]

Finally the two have set off to find a way to turn Jace back into their normal self...but somebody is making it a bit more difficult than it had to be-

I'm so happy I finally got this recorded- I did it once then realised my mic was messed up, then I had a cold and holy moly it's been a time- but they're back!!! ^^

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I love my Gator Boys ocs cause I know they'd take ages to get along, like I imagine their meeting going smth like this;

Chester: Oh hello, you must be Xanthe right?

Xanthe: mhm! Chester?, I've heard so much about you ^^

Chester: hm? Really?

Xanthe: yeah although nobody mentioned how cute you are

Chester: ...

Xanthe: ;3

Chester: I'm gonna go now