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Part Seventeen. The Bugity Stream

warnings: swearing, dream is jealous, kinda angsty word count: 4k (not including pictures)

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a/n: heheheeee bugity stream!! barely any dreamsy interaction and we don’t read the actual bugity fanfics, but lots of pouty dream :/ and we’re seeing stuff from a new person’s POV (also, elmo and i 389757% have come up with lore for the foxtrot fic that they mention in this chapter..... side fic??) everyone say THANK YOU HARVEY FOR BEING AN AMAZING BETA (@hungoverhellhound) ur the best :) also also, 🦀 anon suggested using discord people’s names for twitch chat so i did!! (i asked beforehand and everyone who wanted to be included was) it was fun adding that little bit so hehe hope mushroom field likes their comments

ANYWAY, ENJOY THIS PART!!!!!!!!! and as always, thanks for all the positive comments and stuff yall really make me cry /pos

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George’s POV

George left the messaging app when he received a spam of notifications from Dream on Discord telling him to call him as soon as possible. He knew it wasn’t an actual emergency, which is the only reason he took his sweet time rising from his bed and meandering over to his desk. George fell on his chair with a huff, taking a deep breath before pulling himself closer to his desk and opening Discord. He picked up his headphones and slid them on, preparing himself for the loud voice his best friend was about to use. After pressing a few familiar buttons, he could hear his best friend's frantic cry for help through his headphones.

“GEORGE.”

He tried his hardest not to roll his eyes. “Dream.”

“I'm-I’m going to literally—GEORGE. What am I supposed to do?”

“About what?”

“You know what!” Dream huffed, exasperated. “The stream!”

“You don’t even know what it is, why are you being so weird about it?”

“I’m not being weird,” he defended.

“Yes, you are,” George countered. “You’re, like, panicking, I dunno.”

“Because it’s Quackity! He’s probably gonna make, like, a proposal video or some shit to show her and then everyone is going to ship them and she’s going to forget about me and—”

“This wouldn’t be a problem if you tell her you like her.”

Dream scoffed. “Oh, so they can make fun of me for it? No, thanks.”

“She wouldn’t make fun of you for liking her,” George reasoned. Definitely not. “Why would Bugsy make fun of you for that? Or for anything in general?”

“Okay, maybe not, but she’d definitely be weirded out or not believe me. I can’t tell her yet. It… it has to be the right time.”

George thought it was rather cute that Dream cared so much about his confession being perfect, whereas Quackity was doing everything he could to make Dream just say it. Dream had been stressing over how to tell her he liked her for a few weeks, constantly running ideas by George before telling him to forget it and coming up with new plans. He could see how important it was to Dream that he did it right. They just needed to figure out what “right” was.

“Fine, but I’m just saying if you told her already, you wouldn’t have to be so worried about this.”

“Should I be? You make it sound like me panicking is justified! WHAT ARE THEY DOING?”

“Stop being so dramatic!” George laughed. “She isn’t going to forget about you and if he proposes to her, we can just ask to join the call and we’ll all yell at Quackity for you, okay?”

“No, I wanna yell at Quackity.”

“Well, he said he’s not going to let you in the call so…”

“He did? When did he say that? Wait, why won’t he let me in?? What are they doing??”

George laughed at the franticness in Dream’s voice. “I’m not allowed to say.”

“George!”

“I can’t!” he said as he threw his hands into the air. “I literally can’t!”

“Oh come on, you’ve never kept a secret in your life but now you decide to?”

George shook his head. If only Dream knew how many secrets he was actually keeping, it would be obvious just how good George was at not spilling things.

“George, just tell me what they’re doing,” Dream begged, his voice now somber and genuinely worried instead of frantic. “Please.”

“I can’t, Dream. I’m sorry. But really, it’s going to be okay.” Hating the seriousness of the conversation and the oddly soft tone of his voice, George changed the subject. “Oh, look at that, Karl wants to join the call. I’ll add him,” he said quickly, knowing Dream wasn’t going to say anything about how much he liked Bugsy around her best friend. In Dream’s eyes, Karl was unaware of his feelings for Bugsy, and George assumed he wanted to keep it that way.

“Wait, George before you—” Dream started softly but was cut off by the sound of someone joining the call.

“Hey, Karl!” George greeted obliviously.

“Hi! Neither of you are streaming or recording or anything, right?” Karl asked.

“No,” Dream answered bluntly.

“We’re just waiting for Quackity to start his stream and we’re gonna watch together.”

“Oh, yeah!” Karl cackled. “You really wanna see it, Dream? Even though Quackity will probably hit on Bugsy?”

“Yeah, why should I care?” he faked disinterest, even though everyone in the call knew he would definitely care if that happened. “It probably will be funny, to be fair. And since Bug will be too busy to talk to me, I guess I can still, you know, hear her voice…” he trailed off to an almost inaudible volume and George smiled, deciding not to tease the younger boy for the sweet sentiment.

“I'll watch it with you,” Karl said. “We can all make fun of them together.”

George noted the long pause of silence before Dream softly asked, “Do you know what they’re doing, Karl?”

“Yup!”

“W-what is it?”

“Mmm, can’t say! Sorry!” Karl chirped in fake obliviousness. “Why do you want to know?”

George rolled his eyes; he knew what Karl was doing, pretending like he didn’t already know Dream would be jealous in hopes that Dream would spill to him. It’s like he and Quackity enjoyed causing Dream pain, pushing him to the edge in situations where he couldn’t vent his feelings, forcing him to keep it inside and build it up in an overwhelming pile of emotions.

“Just… curious,” Dream lied.

“I guess you’ll just have to wait and see,” Karl said nonchalantly. “I’m gonna be honest though, George, can I just say, I’m a little annoyed with them.”

George laughed. “Really, why?”

Karl hummed, choosing his words carefully. “It might mess things up,” he said softly.

“Yeah, I’m starting to see what you mean by that,” George admitted vaguely. In the few minutes he had been talking to Dream, he could already tell it wasn’t going to go over well with the blond boy.

“Can you guys just… tell me what they’re doing?” Dream tried again, the desperation spilling out of him. “Why is it a big deal? What would it mess up?”

Karl giggled again. “Bugsy and Quackity like keeping their fans on their toes, you know? As Bugsy’s number one fan it would be the worst to tell you.”

“Well, I’m also Quackity’s number one anti right now so it cancels out,” Dream reasoned. “So you can tell me.”

“Aw, he admitted he’s her number one fan!” Karl teased.

Dream groaned when he realized he wouldn’t get anywhere by repeatedly asking the same question. In other words, he gave up. “When are they supposed to start?”

“Um, soon I think?” George answered vaguely as he opened Twitch on his other monitor. “He’s not live yet but he Tweeted earlier that it would be around now.”

There were a few moments of silence before Karl spoke up. “So, how have you guys been today?”

“Mm, pretty good,” George admitted, scrolling through Twitter on his phone and pretending to not hear Dream’s pitiful sighs. “Kinda slow, but not bad. What about you?”

“Good, actually. Bugsy, Naomi, and I went out for lunch earlier which was fun. Speaking of…” Karl giggled. “Naomi? And you? What’s up?”

George felt himself turn red at the mention of their relationship, whatever it was. “Why don’t you ask her?”

“I have,” he admitted happily. “I just want to make sure your stories line up.”

“Karl! No, that’s-that’s… I’m not telling you anything now.”

“George doesn’t talk about feelings, Karl. He’s not going to tell you. I know his side of the story though,” Dream said. “He’s told me.”

“What did he say?”

“I could tell you,” Dream bargained, attempting to get the information he wanted in any way possible, “if you tell me what Quackity and Bug are streaming.”

Karl cackled. “Woah, woah, woah, Dream. I don’t need to know that bad. Dang, you’re really impatient!”

“Yes, okay!” Dream snapped, annoyance in his voice. “Sue me for wanting to know what super top-secret thing that the girl I really like and the boy who constantly publicly flirts with her are doing! Because it’s obviously not just a cooking stream or roblox or else you guys wouldn’t act like the FBI put you in charge of keeping it from me. And don’t give me that garbage and ask why I assume it’s something flirty just because it’s being kept from me. I know that all of you are aware of how much I like her so Quackity is definitely doing it on purpose. Literally everyone except maybe Y/n knows I like her, I know that. So yes I want to know and yes I’m worried about what the fucking stream is.”

George and Karl were silent for a few moments, processing his rant. Maybe Karl was right, maybe it was stupid of Y/n to try to make him jealous this way. Sure, jealous Dream was entertaining, but when was it too far? Would Dream think them reading fanfiction together was funny at all or just purely exasperating? George started to think the latter was more likely.

“Shit,” Karl mumbled. “Dream—”

“Dream, I promise there’s nothing to actually be worried about,” George tried reassuring.

“Yeah, you’ll probably get jealous and it’s very understandable if you do but… Quackity’s just messing around,” Karl added.

Dream took a deep breath and almost on cue, George got a notification from Twitter that Quackity had tweeted.

“He’s live,” Karl announced softly and they waited to hear Dream’s reaction once he saw the title.

It came softly, a voice of disbelief ringing through George’s headphones. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

“Hey, you’re already trending for your joke, that should make you happy,” Karl offered and Dream knocked something over on his desk.

“Shit,” he mumbled through the mic. “Shit, shit, shit. I spilled my—shit.” A few seconds passed and George took the silence to share his screen with the others so they could watch the video together. “No, Karl, that doesn’t make me feel better. It’s not really a joke. I mean, I’ll play it off as one but… wait, don’t share your screen,” he told George. “I don’t want to watch this shit.”

“You said you did.”

“That was when I didn’t know what it was,” he replied as if it was obvious. “I don’t want to watch them read fanfiction together.”

“He doesn’t actually like her,” Karl reminded gently.

“I don’t care, it’s still embarrassing for me! It’s just a fat reminder that she doesn’t like me back and that she’s not my girlfriend.”

George wanted to slam his head against a wall. He opted for his desk instead, his forehead coming in contact with the wood with a loud THUD. It was so hard to keep his mouth shut and not just tell him about Y/n’s feelings.

“It’s, like, Quackity is rubbing it in my face that she doesn’t like me. What an asshole.”

“That’s not what he’s trying to do,” Karl said. His voice sounded as in pain as George felt. Which one of them was going to break first and tell Dream?

He didn’t know how to use words that weren’t ‘Bugsy likes you, dipshit’, so he tried something else. “It might still be funny—”

Dream wasn't laughing. Nothing about this was funny to him. “George.” Frustration was evident in his sharp tone.

“I don't get what the big deal is—”

“They're-they’re reading fanfiction! It's just gonna be a bunch of, like, romantic stories about them and, what, I'm supposed to just watch?”

“You don't have to watch it if you don't want to. I'm sure Quackity won't mind losing one viewer—”

“George, I'm being serious.”

“Calm down,” he said gently. “It's just Quackity. We told you already, he doesn't like Bugsy like that.”

“Doesn’t mean I’m okay with this,” Dream mumbled.

George took a deep breath. He did understand how Dream was in an uncomfortable situation, and even if it wasn't a big deal to him, it was to Dream.

“Hey, Dream?” Karl started gently.

“What?” he spat. He sounded like he was seconds away from disconnecting and hiding in his bed or punching a wall or doing whatever it is Dream does when he’s upset.

Karl hesitated for way too long before saying, “We can do something else if you still want to hang out with us. I don’t want to force you to watch it if it really will upset you.”

Dream breathed deeply. “I’m being dramatic,” he admitted softly, reminding George of a little kid getting reprimanded by an adult. “We can… watch it, I guess.”

“You’re not being dramatic if that’s how you feel,” Karl reassured. When did he become a therapist? George sat back as he listened to them, biting his lips in order to not spill Y/n’s secret. “If it really does make you upset, then that’s that. You’re allowed to be jealous, I mean, I understand why you are. That was literally Quackity’s plan, we expected you to be.”

“I’m not allowed to be jealous, though,” Dream countered lightly. “She’s-she’s not my girlfriend. She’s allowed to do what she wants. I have no right feeling like… like…” he trailed off and sighed.

George raised his head to look at Dream’s Discord icon empathetically.

“I didn’t know you liked her this much,” Karl admitted. “I just thought… well, I don’t know what I thought.”

George agreed. They knew Dream was whipped for Bugsy and that watching a stream of Quackity and her read fanfiction together would piss him off a little, but this was different. He sounded utterly heartbroken.

“I really do,” Dream mumbled, his voice muffled by what George assumed was his hands on his face.

Internally screaming at himself to tell his best friend something that was guaranteed to make him feel better, George wrung his hands together. He looked at his second monitor, which still showed Quackity’s starting soon screen. “Dream?”

“What?”

“Tell her.”

“I can’t, it has to b—”

“It has to be perfect, I know,” George interrupted impatiently but gently. “Tell her soon.”

Dream’s next words came in a soft, embarrassed tone, no longer defensive and combative but rather nervous and contemplative. “What if she doesn’t believe me? Or she thinks I like her for the wrong reasons?”

“Do you mean because you haven’t seen her?” Karl asked sincerely. “Because of that idea her ex got stuck in her head?”

As if suddenly realizing he was in the presence of the person who knew Bugsy better than anyone, Dream’s voice perked up. “Karl,” he paused. “Can you promise me that you won’t tell her anything I tell you?”

“Yes,” Karl replied quickly. “I promise. I want to help you and if that means not telling her, I will.”

“You heard on Quackity’s stream that she and I were FaceTiming? Like, that I’ve seen her?”

“Yeah,” George and Karl replied together.

“I’m still bitter that I found that out from watching a stream instead of from my best friend,” Karl muttered, “but continue.”

George laughed through his nose at Karl’s comment before Dream explained his concern. “Since I didn’t tell Bug that I like her before I saw her, I’m worried she’ll think I only like her now because I know what she looks like. See my problem? If I told her before, she wouldn’t believe me but if I tell her now she might think it’s because of her looks.”

“Oh,” Karl said, his voice muffled behind his hand. “I see what you’re saying. Hm, that’s… I think... I could be wrong, but I’ve talked to Naomi and we both think she’s, like, realizing you don’t need to see someone to like them.”

“How do you figure?”

Karl hesitated. “Not important. But, I think it would be fine if you told her. I think you’ve proven that you like her for more than her looks and she’s blind if she couldn’t tell you liked her before.”

George nodded to himself. “Yeah, Naomi has mentioned that to me too. I think you guys are right. And yeah, Dream, you’ve clearly liked her before so she would understand.”

“What if it makes things weird between us?” Dream asked. “You know, telling her.”

“Trust us, it won’t make things weird.”

“How should I—”

Dream was interrupted abruptly by Quackity unmuting his stream and yelling, “CHAT! HOW ARE WE TODAY?” and laughing loudly.

George flinched at the sudden change in mood. Just as he and Karl were calming Dream down, Quackity went and made the air tense again. George could feel Dream’s anxiety slowly growing.

“Again, we don’t have to watch,” Karl offered but Dream made a noise in protest.

“Let’s watch.”

The atmosphere was tense to say the least, occasional comments trying to lighten the mood about Quackity or Bugsy being funny or stupid, but overall the voice call was quiet. George had no idea what to say to Dream and he could tell Karl didn’t either. Having the chat open wasn’t helping either.

user43: GEORGE IS HERE HE’S GONNA SNITCH TO DREAM libbbyyyyyyyyy: george george george he’s watching venus: bugsy simps getting FED today user13: wattpad writers watch out ItsRainingPastels: this is so funny!! Bugity interactions are amazing Chrimsss: foxtrot???? user71: READ. FOXTROT. cantaloupe: ajsdkfhj please the look on his face when bugsy said “that could be us” user92: FOXTROT NEXT FOXTROT NEXT user48: i'm surprised dream hasn't barged into chat or their call to yell at quackity yet noraimp: i’ve been saying bugity supremacy all along and no one believed me until now hungoverhellhound: stop saying foxtrot i WILL CRY user11: SUCK IT DREAM, BUGSY AND QUACKITY ARE BETTER FOR EACH OTHER bexwastaken: i miss dream :(

George took the liberty of closing the chat so Dream didn’t have to see it.

“Thanks,” he mumbled softly. Apparently that was a good choice on George’s part.

“Chat just gets in the way,” he excused, trying to place the decision on his own reasons rather than embarrass Dream by acknowledging that he knew seeing all the comments was bothering the younger

“This story is actually kinda funny,” Dream admitted. “Well, it’s super cringey but… it’s funny that Bug thinks it’s funny.”

Karl made a small whine in adoration. “That’s so cute.”

“Shut up,” Dream mumbled. “Or I won’t tell you anything ever again.”

“Were you going to?”

“Yeah, maybe, I guess,” Dream said. “If that’s okay with you. You know her better than anyone and… I obviously need advice or nothing is going to happen.”

“Dream,” Karl started formally, “I’d be honored to give you the best Bugsy advice I can offer. And to hear you say cute things like that about her because it’s adorable. I’m sure ranting about how cute she is to George is like talking to a brick wall.”

Dream hummed, a small laugh escaping him. “Yeah, that’s pretty accurate, actually. He’s not very responsive. He doesn’t get it.”

“I’m sure she’s pretty and all, I’m just not good at talking about people’s feelings,” George defended.

George tuned back into the stream as Quackity and Bugsy laughed loudly. “Oh my gosh, holy shit that was wild,” Quackity exclaimed.

“Yeah, what the heck? That was so funny,” Bugsy admitted, still laughing lightly.

“Okay, okay, one down. Guys, stop spamming Foxtrot in my chat, what is that? Is that a fic? I said I already picked everything out, don’t suggest things.” Quackity looked at his phone and laughed. “Wait, I did pick that one out, actually.”

George assumed the chat was going wild and his curiosity got the best of him so he opened it.

user66: READ CHAPTER 10 hungoverhellhound: NOOO NO DON’T READ IT PLEASE I CAN’T HANDLE THIS TODAY venus: this isn’t going to go well libbbyyyyyyyyy: laksjdhjkh try not to fall in love with each other after this one ItsRainingPastels: ive heard things about this fic… everyone cries cantaloupe: YES YES noraimp: are they reading foxtr…. oh no user52: SKIP TO CHAP 10 bexwastaken: dream come get your girl smh Chrimsss: we’re about to watch bugity become real because of this fic user10: it starts slow, do chap 10 or 16!!!! user88: quack isnt in it until later lol

“They said it starts really slow though? I’m not in it until chapter 3?” Quackity scoffed. “Fine, we’ll skip ahead.”

“People are saying ‘Chapter 10’ so that one must be good?” Bugsy suggested and Quackity complied.

George closed the chat again when he registered Dream’s silence and apologized under his breath.

“Try not to fall in love because of this fic?” Quackity read. “Can’t happen because we already are in love, chat.”

Dream scoffed, mirroring Bugsy’s reaction. “In your dreams, duck boy.”

“You are, actually,” Quackity teased.

“Shut the fuck up, Quackity,” Dream grumbled to no one, and George couldn’t help but laugh a little at that.

Foxtrot — the fanfiction the chat was raving about — was really good. At least the chapter they read on the stream was. It was so well written and soft and George hadn’t heard Dream speak in a good 15 minutes. George didn’t dare look at chat after they finished reading that one, opening his phone to text Quackity instead.

“Hold on, one second, chat,” Quackity said, faking a British accent as he looked at his phone. “One second, chat.”

George looked up and saw Quackity smiling at his phone as he set it on his desk and returned to the stream. “Okay!”

George set his phone on his own desk before hearing Bugsy laugh. “Dream just texted me.”

“What did he say?” Quackity asked nervously.

“He’s…” she trailed off and laughed. “He wants to know if I’m leaving him for you. He said, ‘I understand if you have feelings for him after that’. Oh my gosh.” She giggled and George heard Dream laugh through his nose.

“Dream,” Karl laughed. “Why?”

“Do you realize how suspicious it would be if I didn’t make some sort of appearance during the stream after all the things I’ve said on Twitter and stuff? I had to joke around for the chat.”

“Fair…” George said.

“Is he watching?” Quackity asked Bugsy as if George hadn’t just told him they were. “Dream, go away. We aren’t letting you in VC. Just accept the truth,” he laughed loudly.

George shook his head to himself as he realized how much this wasn’t a joke just to mess with the fans. If it was, Quackity would have let Dream into their call so everyone could witness Dream be jealous but instead, he was almost banishing Dream to be jealous in private. The fans not seeing how Dream was actually feeling made it more real somehow. Quackity really wanted Dream and Bugsy to own up to their feelings.

“I want to strangle him,” Dream confessed jokingly. “At this point, I don’t even want to be in their call because I don’t have the energy to play up being sad. I’m just really sad.”

“I told him to stop reading actual cute ones, so it should be fine now,” George announced. “That last one was too much.”

“You’re telling me.”

“Quackity, I’m not falling in love with you,” Bugsy stood her ground with a laugh. “Not happening, bud.”

“We’ll just have to read more until you do,” Quackity cackled and George heard Dream huff.

The stream didn’t last too much longer, Quackity apparently not wanting to take the joke too far even though he already had.

“Thank god that’s over,” Dream mumbled as George unshared his screen and closed Twitch.

“It wasn’t too bad, right?” Karl asked slowly.

Dream hummed. “It was pretty bad, Karl.”

“Yeah, I know,” he sighed.

“But now it’s over and you can go back to talking to Bugsy and have her full attention,” George said positively.

“How am I supposed to talk to her after that?”

“Like normal?”

“What if she brings it up?”

“Then you say, ‘Bugsy, I don’t want to talk about this because I like you’,” Karl suggested. “Simple.”

“Okay, you are no help. No longer coming to you for advice.”

“I’m kidding! I’m kidding. Just… tell her it was funny but don’t elaborate. She’s good at picking up on when people are uncomfortable, she’ll drop it.”

“Or tell her you like her,” George agreed and Karl laughed as Dream groaned.

“No. Not yet.”

“Not yet,” George mimed. “But soon.”

Dream took another deep breath. “Soon.”

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Hi! I’m a new follower so i’m not quite sure if you accept requests now but if u do! i have this request that i think would be really nice!

I just read ur one shot called “behind the scenes” and i literally fell in love with it! I was thinking if you could do a sequel or part two where levi and reader talk about what he said in the interview and come to terms with their feelings for each other and then he says that they will take it slow and court reader properly.

After that, they would have like cute moments together like, she goes live on ig or such and he join and then flirts with her through the comment section 😆🥰 they have like small dates. And then when they film again for the next season, the other actors will ask what’s the deal with the both of them and Levi says he’s courting reader ><

Just a thought hehe i hope you have a great day!

Title: Behind The Scenes Part Two

Pairings: Levi x fem! Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3000

A/N: Hello darling, I'm so sorry it took me so long to respond, I've been a little busy in cleaning our house these days and I'm trying to spend less time using gadgets that's why I rarely find time to write. Anyways, I hope you'll like this one. This is not proofread so Expect many errors, I will edit this in no time. Thanks for requesting dearie💗💗💗

Read Part 1 Here

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“Let's see each other next season! Good luck on your upcoming projects especially you Miss Marvel!” Zeke walked towards you and hugged you tight.

The whole cast just finished eating dinner, it was a dinner filled of laughter, the whole cast talked about the days on set, the silly things and other stuffs. Throughout the years of filming attack on titan, every one became each other's best friends and every time the filming are finished it's kinda sad because it will take time before you guys start filming together again.

“Goodnight everyone!”

Levi guided you towards the parking lot, his car was parked beside Eren who's now opening the door for Mikasa. “Drive straight my sister home, it's late.” Eren nodded and saluted to Levi before he climbed up the car and drove off.

Levi, on the other hand also opened the door of the car for you before he entered the car himself.

••••

“Thanks for driving me home, Lev. Do you want go inside for some tea?”

“It's fine, I don't wanna keep you up. We barely had enough time to sleep these days because of the promotions and stuffs.” Despite of saying that Levi is still standing in front of you, his eyes are full of hesitation and he kept opening his mouth just to pursed his lips together again as if holding himself back.

You are holding yourself back as well, you wanted to talk about what he said on the interview, you wanted to make things clear but you're too scared to do so.

Levi is a man who's hard to read, you wouldn't know if what he's saying is for the sake of fun or it is because he meant it.

Maybe he said that because you two are good friends, right, that's the only logical reason that popped into your mind.

You smiled fakely, trying to hide your disappointment to the fact that he's not gonna say anything, you get ready to turn your back on him to go inside your house but Levi suddenly held your hand, causing you to look back at him with wide eyes, “W-What is it?” you stammered.

“I mean it.”

“You mean what?”

Your heart is beating so fast, you're suddenly wondering it is because of Levi or it is because you have a heart problem.

Levi sighed and squeezed your hand gently as he looked into your eyes, he prepared himself a lot of times already but why is he getting afraid all the time?

He wanted to say it, say that this is more than just a friendship, that this is more than a job, that what he's doing is not a publicity stunt but he's tongue-tied. His mind went blank the moment he met your gaze, everything that he practiced before all of this has gone into the abyss.

But if he won't take a step forward, he'll always be at the same place and he wouldn't want that.

“I like you—no scratch that, I'm in love with you.”

“We had no liquor earlier so you can't be drunk. I have no times for jokes right now Lev.” you wanted to say that you like him too but what if this is just a joke? Can you afford to lose the friendship you to has?

Levi took a deep breath before he slowly nipped your chin and leaned down, his lips almost touching yours. “I know this is ridiculous but I..fell in love with you. At first I thought it was just because I'm portraying a man who's possibly in love with your character but as time passes by, I realized I'm not portraying Levi's feelings anymore.” he closed his eyes and gulped hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he do so.

“On Erwin's last day on shoot, I've realized that my remaining time with you are short and I realized that I'm not ready to let all of this end just like that.”

Flashback

“Okay so Levi you'll be choosing between Armin and Erwin, you know what to do just show us that you're heartbroken without obviously doing it and then once Samantha and Hanji came in look at Samantha with a face of relief, because in this scene Levi is glad to see her alive.” Levi nodded to the director, the make up artists put more fake bloods all over his face and when he sat nearby Erwin, the latter opened his eyes.

“Come on, man. Loosen up, the camera's not yet rolling.” Erwin smiled, Levi is a passionate actor and he gives his best in his craft, this series for example, Levi doesn't have any stunt doubles, he learned martial arts for the role and he did great portraying Levi Ackerman.

“Lights, Camera, Action!”

The scene went well and everyone cheered since this is the last day of filming for Erwin's character, Armin immediately hugged his older co-actor, Jean and Connie did the same while Mikasa and Sasha are clapping and smiling at the production team.

You and Levi are standing side by side behind Erwin, “This is sad.” you commented while Levi sighed beside you, “Imagine what my old guy feels.” Levi told you referring to his character in the series, you shrugged your shoulders and walked towards Erwin to hug him.

“You're the best, Commander Erwin.” you smiled and did the salute in the series before chuckling, “Shinzou wo Sasageyo!” you told him and the other actors heard you, everyone started doing the salute and shouted, “Shinzou wo Sasageyo!” Erwin looked around and smiled at everyone.

“Oh come on! It's not like I'm real dead, it's just my character.”

That wraps up the filming that day, while everyone was busy taking pictures with Erwin because this is his last day, Levi remained watching the whole cast from afar.

His eyes landed on you as you cry hugging Erwin, telling him that you'll miss working with him.

That was when Levi had come to realize that once this series is finished, he will never be ready to share the last moment on and off screen with you.

He's been working in this industry for a long time, not all friendships formed in work could last after a project is done, that was one of the reason why he's doing his best not to get attached especially in leading ladies but right now, for working so long with these whole cast it is inevitable to be attached to someone so similar to him yet different in other ways.

A small smile made its way across his lips as he see you laugh with the casts as you stood beside his sister.

One thing has come to his mind at that moment, he will never be ready to let you go.

End of Flashback

“I don't want to pressure you or anything. We can take it slow, I'm ready to court you properly, I haven't done any of that before but I'll do everything...let's just give it a try.”

All you could do was stare at him, blinking slowly as you tried processing everything he said, it was surprising to see him tremble like this, you can feel how cold his hands are and how his eyes are glassy because of the tears forming at the corner of his eyes.

“Well...I like you too but we'll take things slow, right? I don't want any of us to be hurt.”

“I understand—wait, what? You like me too?”

“Should I take that back?”

“No!”

You yelped with surprise when he hugged you tightly, his arms wrapped around you as he whisper sweet nothings on your ear.

“Levi it's too tight.” you giggled and he immediately pulled away, his cheeks are red so are his ears, he's cute with that blush but the way he smiled at you makes you feel like you've won the lottery, who knew you could see the Levi Cold Ackerman smile like this?

“I promise, I'll do my best.” he told you before pressing his lips on your forehead.

••••••

“Miss Y/N? Ahm the show asked if you could go live on Instagram to entertain the fans and inform them that you'll be in the Night Show.” you smiled at the staff and took the tablet in her hands since you'll be using the show's account to go live.

You started the live while your hairstylist is still fixing your hair, “As you guys can see my beloved hairstylist is not yet done fixing my hair, I will be at the Night Show! Oh my gosh I don't know what to say next, I'm just gonna read the comments.” your hairstylist laughed at your silliness and took a glance on the screen before turning her attention back to your hair.

“Okay, @ynsupremacy says she's been waiting for me to appear on the show. Oh thank you very much dearie! I've always wanted to be here too thanks for your support.”

“Oh my gosh take it easy babes, I can't read everything in just one go.”

You scrolled through the comments and sees a familiar username, “Someone deadass spammed the comment section you guys, Levi you little bastard stop spamming. Let my babies talk to me.” you narrowed your eyes at the screen before reading Levi's comment.

“I can't believe Angels go live on Instagram, says @captainlev.”

You looked back at your hairstylist after hearing her read Levi's comment, you blushed and she laughed at your reaction before shaking her head. “What? I was just reading. Nice on Captain Lev!” she smirked at the camera before looking back at you.

“I'll be back in a minute.” she said before walking out of the room.

You could still see Levi's comments but you did your best to ignore it so you could talk to your fans. “Hello @erenlegalwife happy birthday! I'm gonna tell Eren that it's his legal wife's birthday.” you chuckled. It's amusing to see their usernames, the comments are also hilarious but there are some bashers in the comments. You didn't mind them and just proceeded in interacting with your fans.

Another comment was shown but before you could even read it someone covered your eyes and you squealed, you removed their hands off your eyes and when you looked back you gasped in surprise.

“You kept on ignoring my comments, meanie.” Levi smirked as he opened his arms, asking for a hug and when you're too slow to hug him he's the one to walk towards you and hug you tight as he laughed loudly. “I scared you big time didn't I?” he teased.

You hit his back and pullled away from the hug. “God, I hate you.” it's been two months since you two confessed to each other, just like what he said, you two are taking it slow.

You guys are going out on dates from time to time yet there's no official relationship status, you didn't need the label actually, you're sure Levi wouldn't break your heart or anything, you just want to enjoy every time that you're with him.

“Okay, Levi will be joining us too but believe me I have no idea that he's a guest as well.” you told the fans as they ask you in the comment section.

“Figured I gotta surprise you, it's much better this way right?”

“You told me you're filming for that movie, big liar.”

Levi laughed and pinched your cheeks gently, “Sorry, I just want to surprise you.” he smiled sweetly and you looked away, blushing. “Pft. Never mind...” you bit your lower lip and scrolled through the comments but Levi already read something out loud.

“Ooh... @levisamlover says ‘you two look good together, just date already’ thank you for that. I also think that we look really good with each other, thanks for supporting my claim.” he smirked.

••••

“Are you sure you're fine with us just having a date at home? Well you probavly don't wanna let the press see us.” Levi asked as he wrapped jis arms around your shoulder, pulling you close to him as you two watch a movie.

“Hmm, nah the press has been seeing us two a lot but I don't care, I just want to stay close with you like this.” you told him, hugging him sideways, Levi chuckled and kissed the top of your head before feeding you some popcorn.

In the middle of the movie, Levi looked down on you just to see you asleep with a pout on your lips. He chuckled to himself and he slowly scoop you up being careful not to wake you up. He carried you towards your bedroom and he lay you down on the bed gently.

He smiled at your sleeping form before kissing your forehead. “I love you, do you know that? The day's ending yet I'm still 'ere falling in love with you again and again, deeper and deeper at every moment that passes by.” he took his phone from his pocket and took a picture of you, it became his new hobby, he's not the type to love taking pictures before but now that he has you, he wants to capture every moment.

He wants every moment to be saved, so he can go back to it every time that he misses you.

••••

“Nice job YN! Another action stunt beautifully done!”

You let out a sigh of relief when you're done filming your part, you guys are filming Eren's fight with the War Hammer Titan, along with the Survey corps fighting scene.

When you've finally done your part you immediately sat on the floor, feeling drained because of the insane stunts you had to do.

Levi was quick to hand you a bottled of water, he also naturally took his handkerchief out of his pocket to wipe your sweats, technically it is your PA's job but Levi was way faster than them.

Zeke and Reiner who just got finished their parts too, laughed at the scene because your PA was standing awkwardly as she watch Levi steal her job. “Man, I can't be the only one feeling that something changed with this two.” Zeke smirked nudging Reiner's sides, the latter hummed to agree before flicking his eyes on you and Levi.

“He's not even using his trailer anymore. He's with her all the time, Levi is acting sus.”

“Not to mention the fact that they kept on stealing glances all the time.” Hanji appeared behind the two holding her phone in her hand as she captures a photo of you and Levi laughing together. “Once we caught 'em in the act they'll spill the beans, believe me.” Armin who just finished filming also appeared holding his bottled water.

“I have a plan.” Hanji smirked deviously.

•••

“What, you're telling me to flirt with YN? Mikasa, I don't want to get killed by your brother.” Eren complained when he found out that the plan that they were thinking was getting Levi jealous so he would spill the tea.

Mikasa glared at Eren and smacked the back of his head. “Just do it, we'll be here to do something once he attempt to kill you.” Eren stared at her unbelievably before looking at his older brother. “Why don't you tell Armin to do it?” Zeke pushed his glasses up his nose before shaking his head. “Nah, Armin is like her son, Levi won't get jealous but you, a fuckboy would appear as a threat.” Zeke explained and everyone agreed.

“Man you're the one who flirts like a Seahorse.” Armin told him.

Eren narrowed his eyes, unable to understand Armin's sentence. “What do you mean by that smart-ass?” he growled.

“Seahorses flirts a lot, you're just like them.”

“I hate you all.”

Zeke got impatient of his brother's drama and he immediately pushed him towards your direction, the poor man almost landes face flat on the floor if you weren't able to grab his arm.

“Eren!” you gasped and helped him up, when Eren got up his face is pale, he smiled awkwardly and looked back at his brother to send a glare on his way before looking back at you. “You look beautiful today, YN.” he complimented.

You were taken aback by the sudden compliment so you just smiled before tapping his back, “Thanks, you look handsome today too, nice stunts by the way.” Eren looked around and he sees no traces of Levi so he loosened up a bit.

“I was just wondering if you'd like to have some coffee, there's this new coffee shop nearby and I've heard they have nice coffee.”

“Oh yes su—”

“She doesn't like coffee.”

Eren wanted to run when he heard Levi spoke behind him but he had no choice but to look at him, “Hey Lev! What's up?” Levi raised his brow to Eren, he didn't respond to him and went to your side as he glares at Eren.

“Play nice.”

“What am I? Your dog?” he whispered and you glared at him. “I'm just saying that you should act nice.” Levi crossed his arms over his chest and let out a deep breath. “I am nice.” you shook your head and massaged the bridge of your nose, there's no point in calming a jealous Levi.

“Ohohoho! I see what's happening here! Seems like sugar plum and captain grumpy is hiding somethin' eh? Spill it. What's with the possesiveness and lovey-dovey moments?”

Levi's eyes widened for a secons before he looked away, his ears and cheeks are red. Zeke's teasing smirk tells him that the man already know something, Hanji, Mikasa and Armin's stares are also meaningful, it seems like they're pressuring him to give an answer.

Levi clicked his tongue and acted cool as he looked at his co-actors and sister.

“I'm courting her, got any problem with that? Flirt with her again and you're done, Yeager.” he held your hand and dragged you away from the group while Zeke and Eren's laughter boomed at the whole set.

“YEAGERS! QUIET!”

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vydante · 5 years ago

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Imagine Peter Sending You Straight To Voicemail

Insp. by this post haha.

Let’s get this straight- Peter would literally fly to the moon and back just for you.

Well, not really, but you get what I mean- you mean a lot to him. You’re one of the Avengers and a huge idol of his, so when he got the chance to meet you after being recruited by Tony?

He lost his mind.

“Oh my god, Mr. (Last Name)! You- You’re (Superhero Name)! I’m a huge fan- gosh, wow, you’re my hero-”

“Dude, calm down, just call me (Name) haha.”

“Oh, uh, right- right-”

He didn’t calm down.

You found him really charming and endearing to be around. It was a breath of fresh air for you since you were always caught up in Avengers and the media stuff, so it was nice to hear him rant about high school and the likes.

You two eventually exchanged numbers- you initiated just to save him from asking you that.

“You ever need me, I’m always available. But don’t butt-dial me. Oh, and if you need to tell that Flash kid that you’re an intern at Stark’s or that you know the Avengers? Facetime me- I’ll give that punk a run for his money.”

Peter never did, but his hand definitely itched close to your number when Flash was being a dick.

But! But!

You two do talk to each other here and there- mostly through text since he likes to send you memes and GIFS.

They’re fun to watch and look at, and Peter being young really shines through via messages.

“(Name): k dont judge me for this but- ben n jerys hulk fudge ice cream? complete ass.”

“Peter:

You’re usually never the one to initiate them since you don’t know his schedule- he is still a student after all.

So you gave him the green light to contact you whenever- you’d always pick up but if you were on a mission or something (which was rare ever since the whole disbanding of the Avengers- now you’re more involved with the political aspect of it) you’d tell him (and other people of course) beforehand not to contact you.

“Are you sure it’s okay to call you whenever? I mean, what if you’re in a meeting or somewhere important?”

“It’s fine kiddo, you think I wanna pay attention to some old geezer talking about Avengers action figures?”

“I mean, that sounds kinda cool.”

“It does, but that’s beside the point, Pete.”

So it was really never an issue for Peter to contact you whenever.

And it was rare that you ever contact him first, so the first time you did it?

Well, technically, he texted first, but you called first.

Peter always get embarrassed when you bring the story up, but you find it hilarious.

It was at 3 AM.

Admittedly, neither of you should be awake right now, but you were in another country so you were still awake when you got the text.

It...

You definitely looked at it for an embarrassingly long time, but it was so vague and cryptic you just couldn’t help it.

What was the text that made you shut down for a few minutes?

“Peter: matte lettuce”

???

That was it.

Matte.

Lettuce.

???

Isn’t Peter supposed to be asleep right now?

You had a hard time trying to get on the same page he was on, but you’re pretty sure he’s on another book right now.

“(Name): Pete, what’re you talking about”

You were still a bit worried about him so you wanted to reply ASAP.

“(Name): that’s vile btw”

And the thought of matte lettuce was kinda gross.

You waited a few minutes for him to respond, but he hasn’t even read your message yet, so you were getting a bit worried.

He’s a kid with powers and he can handle himself, but you were never too sure.

You rang up his number.

Ring... ring...

Ring... ri-

‘The number you’re calling is not available-’

You hung up immediately.

Did he...

Did he just send you to voicemail?

You shook your head. Maybe the call just wasn’t going through or something. You called him a few more times, but each time you went straight to voicemail.

Maybe you were just thinking too much into this, so you decided to give up for now and shoot him one last text for him to see later.

“(Name): hey maybe ur asleep rn, but call me whenn u see this”

And for you, that was that.

Until later that night... for you.

You wake up in a mild panic when your phone starts going off. It was deep in the night and the caller I.D. lit up your phone.

‘Peter P.’

You pick up the call, voice still groggy.

“Yeah...?”

“Oh my god, (Name), I’m so sorry I missed your calls, I was sleeping and I didn’t know that you were calling me and you usually never call so I wasn’t expecting it and I-”

“P, calm down, calm down. It’s cool,” you groaned quietly.

There was silence on the other line.

“Are... were you sleeping?”

You chuckled halfheartedly.

“Mmm, yeah... It’s cool, I was gonna wake up sooner or later anyway.”

It was a lie, but he didn’t know that.

“Anyways, sorry for spamming your phone the other night, was just worried...”

“Why? Did something happen? You usually never call first.”

“Mmm, not really... You just sent me a super weird text and didn’t respond...”

“Oh, that text... Uh, about that...”

As it turns out-

Peter had a really weird dream- he couldn’t really remember what it was about, but he woke up in the middle of the night to write down whatever had happened in his dream.

But, he only opened his phone and the last app that was still open was your text messages. Being half asleep as he was, he thought it was his notes app and just... Wrote whatever down and sent it straight to you on accident.

And when you tried to call him, he thought it was the alarms he always set on the weekends going off so he pressed- what he thought was- the snooze button.

“Why the hell would you set alarms on the weekend?”

“I’ve been meaning to try and wake up earlier on the weekends...”

“And how’s that been going for you?”

“Obviously not that great since I sent you straight to voicemail like 3 times that night... Sorry about that.”

“It’s cool dude-,” You try to suppress a chuckle, “But that’s kinda funny though... You sent me to voicemail because you thought I was an alarm?”

“I said I was sorry!”

You never really let him live that down whenever it came up as the topic of the conversation.

#avengers x male reader #avengers x male! reader #male reader #male reader insert #male! reader #male!reader #peter parker x male reader #peter parker x male! reader #spiderman x male reader #spiderman x male! reader #x male reader #peter parker imagine #male reader imagine #imagines

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post-cal · 5 years ago

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heyo, not a question for bro but rather for muns, feel free to answer this privately, but I've kinda always wanted to start an ask blog like this & have never really figured out how to do it & also gain traction enough that it's actually fun - do u have any advice?? your blog + dont-call-me-david have inspired the alpha rose muse in me lol and i wanna put it somewhere, so :) thanks for ur time!!!

ALPHA ROSE YOU SAY??? (insert a million eye emojis here)

Hello! This is birb and I do have a system I like to use when starting out on ask blogs.

1.) Enjoy what you’re doing!!!

This is a pretty big one because if you don’t enjoy yourself you won’t really have the proper motivation to keep going! Plus it shows in your work with drawing/writing.

2.) Do it for yourself!

This ask blog is EXTREMELY self indulgent, I wanted to see more post cal Bro Strider content so I made my own (Fae joined in later to help me write). It really helps out in the beginning because no one will know about your blog when you start out so you have to make content for yourself that you want to see.

3.) Consistently post things and tag it!

If you want people to see your blog and interact with you it, post consistently and properly tag your stuff first before adding in your own personal comments. In the beginning I spammed the HECK out of the Bro Strider and Homestuck tag so people would see my stuff! I don’t spam the Homestuck tag now because I feel bad but I go nuts in the Bro Strider tag (I still feel bad but not as much).

I hope this helps you if/when you start your blog!!!! Please come and interact with mine! Also sorry for the late answer, I work night shifts so I’ve been unconscious all morning, the only reason I reblogged anything earlier because I was awake for like 2 minutes before passing out again

#ooc answer #birb speaks #botanicallydubious

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cnc-hoebayb · 5 years ago

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Just hug me u dummy

For if ur feeling sad or down or rly need a hug :,)

Also ib this story today bc his smile literally makes my world a million times brighter tf

The clock on your phone passed yet another agonizing minute, the whirlwind of thoughts in your mind eating at you for what felt like years. You had an hour left. A whole hour. Tears started to well up in your eyes as you felt like you could definitely not handle that much more time here.

You were tired, started running a little fever around noon, hungry, and god were you so bored and lonely right now. Your classmates around you started packing their bags early, making the anxiety of having to wait still even worse. You couldn’t afford to leave early today, you needed the notes and extra class time after the days you missed the last couple weeks.

Your friends say goodbye as they rush out the classroom, leaving you and only 3 other kids in the room. Everyone doing their own thing, finishing essays, copying notes, completing unfinished tests. You sit and build up the motivation to finally start reading your textbook. Nothing happens.

The headache that had been lingering on started to pound now. You take a deep breath and try to get it together. Your phone buzzes on the corner of your table and your anticipation gets the best of you, reaching out frantically to see who the message was from. The notification appears across the screen and your heart drops even lower than before.

Chris was busy today, you knew that. And you were supposed to be busy as well, working hard on all the makeup work you needed so desperately to be done with in the next hour.

It was just the day, you thought. The stress, sickness, hunger, and the loneliness you felt and having to deal with it all by yourself. You just wanted him to make it better. But you were both functional adults and this was life, you couldn’t get exactly what you wanted all the time, and it really sucked to have to do it alone sometimes.

You set the phone back down and close your eyes a second, focusing yourself into work mode. You brushed away a singular sad little tear and opened the book back up. It was time to get serious.

The hour flew by after that like nothing. Your ability to zone out and zoom through your work actually kinda surprised you. But it was done, and you could finally get home and into bed with some good food.

As you exit the classroom, you pick up the phone to call Chris and let him know you’re on the way home and to see how his day was going. It gets through one ring and then nothing. Declined call. You pout instinctively and try again- maybe his service was out of wack.

This time it rings past the first little bell, makes it a couple times before it finally hangs up again. Why would he hang up on you? Twice ??

Your sensitivity through the day just piles up and as you plop down in the seat of your car you let it all out. A flood of tears stream down your face and it keeps on going. You gather the strength to put the car in gear and drive yourself home.

As you pull around the corner you notice Chris’ car in the driveway, but don’t even regard it while you park and lug your stuff in. You didn’t have the energy for interaction anymore, as sad as it sounded, your body was heavy and wanted nothing but rest.

You hear the faint noise of muffled music as you approach the door, usually the sign of Chris in an upbeat mood. Which made you a little nervous of the rowdiness you were about to step into.

The door swings open and there he is, at the kitchen counter pouring a full glass of chocolate milk- your drink he knows will always cheer you up. And a table set with your favorite take out restaurant, all plated and ready for you. His pretty eyes dart up to you and his cute side smile makes your heart melt.

“Amor..” his smile fades a little and there’s concern as he observes the state you’re in. Stained mascara cheeks and a red puffy nose, hair messy from the ponytail you attempted in the car. Everything he could see on you told him exactly the kind of day you just had.

“Whats wrong?” He says finally and you burst back into tears, letting all your belongings drop to the floor, hands covering your face to hide your embarrassment. He rushes over and tries to hear you out.

“I forgot my luNch, and i had 3 missing assignments to finish, and the stupid teacher lost my last essay in her spam emails, and i missed you so much and you didn’t answer-“ you sob out in choked up words, trying to put yourself together but completely failing.

He reaches in to wipe your tears away with his thumbs, his hands caressing the sides of your face. He taps you so you can look up into his eyes. He smiles again and the tears have no choice but to stop.

“Hey,” he kisses away the tears on one of your cheeks and talks calmly. “Lo siento, amor, i was driving home from work i didn’t know you’d be so upset i didn’t answer the phone.”

You feel a little guilty and Wanna cry again. “I know you were busy I’m sorry.” You start with a shaky voice. Chris notices and soothes you back to yourself. “Nonono It’s ok, you just had a rough day, i understand.” His teeth peek through his little smile and he pulls you into his arms firmly- finally.

“Cmere,” his chest is warm and comforting. All the issues and sadness of the day rush completely out of your mind, the weight on your shoulders collapses and it’s nothing but the feeling of being in his arms. You work up a smile as he scratches the back of your head and rocks you side to side slowly with him.

“Aye princesa, you need sleep you’re burning up,” he feels your forehead like a concerned parent and squeezes you tighter.

“Sleep sounds nice,” you mumble, actually dozing off a bit in his grips before he pulls away and grabs your hand in his.

He leans in once more, kissing the top of your head and looking right into your teary, sleepy eyes. You look up into his and it feels like all your problems from earlier are pointless. Because how can anybody be sad when something as perfect as the boy in front of you exists.

His adorable, dorky little face lights up your freaking world and that’s all that can ever matter.

“Cmon sleepy girl, let’s go eat,” he interrupts your thoughts and you snap back into reality. Reality where he’s here, youre here, and everything’s going to be ok. You look one more time into his eyes to reassure it. They sparkle back with promise, a little wink following behind. Yeah, it’s going to be just perfect.

#guess who wrote this in 10 minutes hA #i needed this #and it made my day better #so i hope this helps ur day maybe a lil bit #to imagine ur lovely cozy chris hug 🥺 aw #ok but im actually wmotional bc his dumb lil carita makes me feel so happy #cured my sadness instantly no cap #chris mi corazón

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izzyfandoms · 5 years ago

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Chosen - Chapter Five

(This is a Gender-Swapped Sanders Sides high school au)

SUMMARY: Logan Berry, Dee Ceite, Patricia Foster, Virginia Picani and Regina and Rena Prince are all 16-year-old high school students. They live relatively normal lives, with ordinary lessons and ordinary crushes and ordinary families, until one day a monster shows up and attacks them after class, and everything suddenly changes.

SHIPS: Moxiety, Logince, Dukeceit

WARNINGS: Sympathetic Remus, Sympathetic Deceit, swearing, siblings arguing, sexual implications

GENERAL TAGLIST: @quillfics42 @ajdraws0430 @phantomofthesanderssides @creativity-killed-thekitten @phlying-squirrel @sly-is-my-name-loving-is-my-game

CHOSEN TAGLIST: @coasting-on-a-wave-of-apathy @littlestr @whispers-stuff-in-your-ear

Masterpost

FIRST CHAPTER | PREVIOUS CHAPTER

“And then Regina was like ‘what? I don’t have a crush on Logan!’ which is super silly ‘cos they’re so obvious and she’s told me that she likes Lo so many times!” Patricia rambled on.

“Mmm,” Virginia hummed in agreement; she was painting Patricia’s nails with a pretty, dark purple nail polish. “It is pretty silly.”

It was Sunday, and they were currently at Virge’s house, in her room, sat together on her bed.

“Yeah!” Patricia blew a raspberry.

Virge tapped her girlfriend’s knee. “Stop moving, you’re gonna mess up your nails.”

“Oh, sorry, honey!” Pat stopped moving. “Anyway, Logan totally likes her back, right? I mean, she’s basically told us. And Dee and Rena, too! They’re super-duper in love, I just wanna take their faces and smush them together until they get married and live happily ever after!”

“As entertaining as that would be,” Virge said, finishing Patricia’s left hand and moved to the right one. “We shouldn’t meddle. Let them deal with their own shit.”

Patricia tutted lightly. “Language.”

“Sorry, sorry,” Virge said. She examined her own nails – pastel blue, painted by Pat earlier – double checking that they hadn’t been damaged, though they were already dry. “You know I’m right, though. You’re always telling me not to interfere, no matter how often I want to tell them. They’ll figure it out on their own.”

Pat sighed. “Yeah, I know.” She then giggled. “Doesn’t mean we can’t still complain, though.”

Virginia hummed in agreement again, and the two sat in comfortable silence for almost a minute, as Virge finished painting Pat’s nails. Once she was done, the pigtailed girl looked over her hands appreciatively.

“Yay! Now my nails are your favourite colour and your nails are mine! It’s perfect!” Patricia giggled, beaming.

Her girlfriend gave her a small smile. “You’re adorable.”

Patricia giggled again, softly, a light blush on her cheeks. She leant forward, careful not to smudge either of their nails, pressing a kiss to the tip of her girlfriend’s nose. Virge waited a few moments, watching her girlfriend adoringly, before she pounced, the shorter girl falling back on the bed, the taller almost on top of her.

Pat spluttered with laughter as Virginia tickled her sides, the purple-haired girl grinning mischievously as she did so.

“Ah, Virge!” Patricia exclaimed between laughter. “You’re gonna- you're gonna make me mess up my nail polish!”

Virginia finally stopped the onslaught of tickling, pushing herself up so she was hovering over her girlfriend, and shaking her head to get her hair out of her eyes.

Patricia wrapped her arms around her girlfriend’s neck, pulling her down to kiss her properly and closing her eyes.

Virge kissed her back eagerly, her hands at her girlfriend’s waist. Pat’s lips were soft, as usual, and tasted vaguely sweet, like strawberries – she switched up the flavour regularly, so it was always a bit of a surprise. Virge’s lips, by contrast, were always slightly chapped, as she tended to chew them when she was especially anxious, but, in Patricia’s opinion, that didn’t make kissing her any less enjoyable.

“Ewwwwww!”

The two teenagers pulled apart immediately, their heads turning sharply to face the door, which was now open. Virginia’s eleven-year-old sister, Anne, was standing in the doorway, making a grossed-out face. She was wearing one of her sister’s old black-and-grey hoodies, and she had eyeshadow smudged under both eyes – she'd never admit it, but she was absolutely copying her older sister’s style.

“Get out my room!” Virge screeched, turning red. She sat up and grabbed one of her pillows, chucking it at her sister.

Anne dodged the purple projectile and ran off, laughing. “Mom, Virge and Pat are kissing again!”

“Leave them alone, Dear,” Emily half-scolded from across the hallway, though she was still smiling pleasantly. This was honestly the harshest she ever got with her daughters. She walked up to Virginia’s bedroom door and gave the two blushing teens a slightly apologetic smile. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” She teased, shutting the door.

“Mom!” Virge whined, before turning back to her girlfriend. “I’m sorry my sister’s such a brat.”

Patricia poked her shoulder teasingly. “Don’t be mean.”

Virge rolled her eyes, but pressed a reassuring kiss to her girlfriend’s forehead. “I’m not being mean; this is just what it’s like having a sister. Ask Regina or Rena, I’m sure they’d agree.”

Pat pouted a little at that. “I wish I had a sister. You’ve got Anne, and you’ll probably have Dee, too, soon.”

“You can bond with Logan about it, I guess,” Virginia shrugged.

The pigtailed girl gasped, her eyes brightening. “Logan can be my sister, then!” She pulled out her phone, careful not to mes sup her nail . “I’m gonna go tell her, right now.”

CATS

Patricia

Logan!!!!!!

Logan!!!!!!!!!!

Logan!!!!

Logan!!!!!!

Logan!!!!!!!!!!

Lo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dee

I should’ve muted this chat.

Logan

Patricia, you now have my attention.

Patricia

Logan!

Your my sister now!!!!!!

Logan

*You’re.

Also, what?

We do not share any parental figures; how can we be sisters?

Regina

God ofc you use perfect grammar in texts ilysm

Logan

What do ‘ofc’ and ‘ilysm’ mean?

Rena

it means she wants to fusdjjkfhfjshfkldjfdkshfjdhfdjfhsdkhfksdlfhsdfh

Virginia

oops guess renas been murdered

Logan

What?

Dee

Ignore her

Regina probably just tackled her

Regina

ur right!!!!!!!!!!!

gina did take my phone!!!!!!!

but I took hers and now im locked in the bathroom!!!!!!!!

i can say whateva i like!!!!!!!

REGINA IS TYPING

Dee

Oh dear

REGINA HAS BEEN REMOVED FROM ‘CATS’

RENA HAS BEEN REMOVED FROM ‘CATS’

Virginia

using my admin powers for good

“Virge!” Patricia exclaimed, poking her girlfriend’s shoulder disapprovingly.

“What?” Virginia shrugged. “Do you want to hear everything Rena has to say about what Regina and Logan wanna do with each other?”

Pat wrinkled her nose uncomfortably. “Well, no... but it’s mean to remove them!”

“Fine,” Virge sighed. “But if Rena starts talking about sex, I’m going to remove her again.”

PATRICIA HAS ADDED REGINA TO ‘CATS’

PATRICIA HAS ADDED RENA TO ‘CATS’

Virginia

rena if you talk about anything inappropriate from either your phone or reginas im blocking both of you

Regina

I finally got my phone back!

And I agree

Pls don’t do that

Rena

what counts as inappropriate tho

Virginia

anything that would upset pat

Rena

boo!

boring

“I’m going to fight her.”

“Honey, please don’t.”

Logan

Patricia, what was it you were trying to tell me at the start? Your statement about us being sisters was factually (and grammatically) incorrect.

Patricia

Were the only people on the chat without sisters!!!!! That means we should be sisters now so were not alone!!!!!

Logan

*We’re and *we’re.

And that does not make sense.

Besides, Dee doesn’t have any siblings, either.

Patricia

She and Virge are gonna be sisters soon right!!!!!!!

And youre my sister now sorry I dont make the rules!!!!!

Logan

*You’re and *don’t.

You were the one who made this chat. You do, literally, make the rules.

Virginia

(just go with it)

There was almost a minute of no texting, though everyone appeared to still be online, and Patricia shifted closed to her girlfriend in the interim, practically seating herself in the taller girl’s lap. Finally, Logan started typing again.

Logan

Fine.

Patricia

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m going to spam you with heart emojis now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Logan

Please, don’t.

Patricia

Okay I won’t!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dee

I hate to interrupt

But my mom just got a message from Remy

Apparently, she and her parents are inviting us (and Mr Thomas) and any of our parents who know about the monster shit (her words not mine) to this fancy party at her place next Saturday . We need to dress kinda fancy, like dresses or fancy shirts and trousers, as it’s like tradition or something to hold these parties for each generation of chosen ones

Mom says she can tell any of your parents who don’t know the truth that you’re all at my house

But she also recommends you tell your parents whats actually going on

Virginia

ew party

Rena

ew telling dad the truth about the monsters

Logan

I didn’t think you were one to shy away from the truth, Rena. Wouldn’t it be easier to be honest with your father?

Rena

normally i wouldnt care

but if dad finds out about all this he could get all protective and shit and try to stop us from fighting monsters and all that other ‘dangerous’ stuff

Regina

Ugh, I can’t believe I acc agree with u

Patricia

Im still tryna figure out how to tell my moms!!!!!!!

I might ask Miss Emily to help me but idk

Virginia

she would she loves u

Regina

Wait lol pat arent you at virges house rn why r u texting

Patricia

Because I love all of you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RENA IS TYPING

Regina

Before you speak

Is it appropriate?

Rena

Virginia

then dont

Rena

Virginia

dee can u get ur mom to text my mom the details

Logan

Mine, too, please.

Dee

Sure

Regina

Me and rena will have to ask dad later hes busy rehearsing lines rn

Rena

acc hes probs just txting the dude he went out with yesterday lmao

he wont tell us anything bout it and got kinda awkward when we asked bout the guy he went out with

so im assuming they fucked

Regina

I hate you so much

Stop saying that

Fight me

One day Im acc going to fight you and it is going to be brutal

Rena

i will win

Patricia

Hey now!!!!!!!

No fighting!!!!!!!!!!!!

“This won’t end well,” Virge said dryly, rolling her eyes.

Patricia hummed quietly in agreement, her brow creased. “I wish they wouldn’t argue so much, it makes me sad.”

Her girlfriend opened her mouth to respond, but she was cut off by the bedroom door opening again. They both turned and watched as Emily stepped inside, giving them a smile.

“Patricia, your moms are here.”

“Oh, okay!” Patricia pocketed her phone and wiggled out of her girlfriend’s lap, jumping up and stretching. She took a step in the direction of the door, before pausing. She glanced up at her girlfriend’s mom with a slightly sheepish look. “Um, do you think at some point you’d be able to help explain the chosen one stuff to my moms? I’d like to tell them, but I’m not sure they’d believe me straight away.”

Emily’s expression softened; she put her hand on Pat’s shoulder supportively. “Of course, dear. In fact, I’m having dinner with Harriet on Wednesday. Would you like me to tell her then?”

“Yes, please! That would be super helpful, thank you!” Patricia beamed. She then turned on her heel, back to her girlfriend, and leant forward to kiss her quickly. “Bye, Honey! I love you so much!”

“Love you, too, Pat,” Virge responded softly, a little embarrassed that her mom was there to witness this, but still smiling slightly.

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nnegan13 · 5 years ago

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lil gift for paige (@air-bison-yip-yip) ily girl

textfic, on ao3 here

set in college!AU, if everyone feels kinda OOC its cuz I personally feel like people are different when they’re texting than when they’re interacting irl so sorry if it feels off lmao it’s still fun if you overlook that part aha

also the formatting is different bc if I did it the same way I usually do texts in fic this would’ve been So Much Harder

anyways enjoy!!!

—

Martino Rametta to entirely dead inside: head count please

Eva Brighi: sadly, awake

Sana Allagui: silvia and fede are still sleeping

Luchino: Marti Elia says that if you don’t stop turning the lights on and off he’s going to fucking kill you

Luchino: and gio and Sofia are missing

Eva Brighi: Sofia?

Sana Allagui: nice

Martino Rametta: nico’s with me

Martino Rametta: eyes on ele?

Eva Brighi: bathroom

Sana Allagui: someone go tell her not to puke too hard cause I had to clean up last time and I don’t wanna do that again

Eva Brighi: she says fuck you

Sana Allagui: delightful

—

Edoardo Incanti to Eleonora Sava: heard you had quite the night

Eleonora Sava: remind me to never do college again

Edoardo Incanti: i thought you liked all the higher education shit

Edoardo Incanti: ya know

Edoardo Incanti: learning things so you can make ur mark on the world

Edoardo Incanti: all that sentimental shit

Eleonora Sava: fuck sentiment

Eleonora Sava: can you call the police on a university? the school’s trying to kill me

—

Giovanni Garau to Eva Brighi: what do you want for breakfast

Eva Brighi: you’re an angel

Eva Brighi: but it’s almost noon just come back we’re getting lunch

—

Luchino to fede text when u wake up we went to get pizza: turns out I was wrong gio and Sofia weren’t missing

Luchino: just gio

Luchino: does anyone actually remember Sofia leaving the party last night?

Luchino: anyways gio’s back

Luchino: chicco and edo say they’ll be here in five

Eva Brighi: shit we’ve left

Luchino: you did?

Elia Santini: do you pay attention to anything?

Elia Santini: anything at all

Elia Santini: sofia didn’t even come last night ffs

Elia Santini: they fucking changed the name of the chat dude

—

Sana Allagui to Eleonora Sava: when ur done we’re downstairs

Sana Allagui: please hurry up some of us are starving

Eleonora Sava: why did you let me drink so much ur supposed to stop this stuff

Sana Allagui: ur very persuasive when you want to be

Sana Allagui: are you hurrying or are you just ignoring me now

Sana Allagui: I’m sending edo to get you

—

Sana Allagui to Edoardo Incanti: how long does it take to wrangle your girlfriend

Edoardo Incanti: not my girlfriend

Edoardo Incanti: and don’t fucking say stuff like that you’ll give me ideas

Sana Allagui: so she’s as slow at getting with you as she is at getting dressed?

Edoardo Incanti: fuck off

Sana Allagui: I’m hungry, charms

—

Edoardo Incanti to Fede Canegallo: when are you taking ur test

Fede Canegallo: why

Fede Canegallo: need me out of the apartment or smth?

Fede Canegallo: miss sava coming over?

Edoardo Incanti: dick

Edoardo Incanti: i guess you aren’t coming to pizza then

Fede Canegallo: you don’t even care

Fede Canegallo: you can just take ele now

Edoardo Incanti: there’s nine other people with us

Fede Canegallo: you’d still get down then n there if you were given the chance

—

Eva Brighi to Fede Canegallo: edo says he’s disowning you

Eva Brighi: what toppings do you like on ur pizza

—

Eleonora Sava to Giovanni Garau: did i leave my shit at yours

Eleonora Sava: please say yes

Giovanni Garau: yeah its here

Giovanni Garau: [pic]

Eleonora Sava: blessings from above

Eleonora Sava: are you joining us or no?

Eleonora Sava: Eva says to send you the tongue emoji but I’m not feeling nasty today

Eleonora Sava: she’d send you one herself but she’s got pizza grease on her fingers and doesn’t want to get her phone dirty

Giovanni Garau: tell her that’s sexy of her

—

Edoardo Incanti to Eleonora Sava: it’s rude to text at the table

Eleonora Sava: desperate times, mr. hypocrite

Edoardo Incanti: who’s getting ur table manners so wonky

Eleonora Sava: wouldn’t you like to know

Edoardo Incanti: i would, yes

Eleonora Sava: ur no fun

Eleonora Sava: just gio, I left my stuff at his this morning

Eleonora Sava: and I’m worried that if I go back to get it I’ll be roped into another midterms drinking game like last night

Eleonora Sava: he’s not exactly being the most helpful right now

Edoardo Incanti: want me to get them for you?

Eleonora Sava: my knight in shining armor

Eleonora Sava: don’t you have your own midterms to studying for? I don’t want to take time away from that

Edoardo Incanti: its nbd

Edoardo Incanti: how bout this

Edoardo Incanti: I’ll get ur books and you come study at mine and make sure I actually get shit done instead of playing fifa all night

Eleonora Sava: deal

Eleonora Sava: wait if I rat you out for playing video games instead of joining us last night can we still do that or no

—

Eva Brighi to *plays Baby K even harder*: @chicco @edo @fede ur all the WORST

Eva Brighi: fifa instead of drinks?

Eva Brighi: I’m appalled I really am

Edoardo Incanti: who knew appalled was even in ur vocabulary

Edoardo Incanti: and why are you texting about this we’re all here

Eva Brighi: fede isn’t and I want to express my anger at all 3 of you at the same time

Chicco Rodi: when fifa calls it calls

Federico Canegallo: doesn’t make it sound better chicco

Federico Canegallo: nd some of us like having working brains to get through midterms with

Eva Brighi: who are you and what have you done with fede

Federico Canegallo: fuck off Eva

Edoardo Incanti: its true high school fede would be ashamed

Elia Santini: last week fede would be ashamed

Elia Santini: I’m ashamed

—

Eleonora Sava to Edoardo Incanti: eva’s reading my texts over my shoulder I’m sorry

Eleonora Sava: please let me study at urs they haven’t killed you yet

Eleonora Sava: I will spam you with pleases until you say yes

Edoardo Incanti: are you done eating

Edoardo Incanti: lets just go now

—

Sana Allagui to we’ve reached 40 days and 40 nights in relationships wilderness ladies and germs: barrage of obnoxious texts?

Silvia Mirabella: they’re leaving to go study

Silvia Mirabella: both of them are too straight laced to actually think of doing otherwise

Silvia Mirabella: leave ‘em be

Sana Allagui: they left pizza early

Sana Allagui: and now we only have one car to get back

Sana Allagui: chicco’s not going to let me DJ so what’s even the point anymore

Sana Allagui: it’s what they deserve

Chicco Rodi: when did I say that

Giovanni Garau: i’m coming n I’m bringing my car don’t get ur panties in a twist

Sana Allagui: stop thinking about my panties gio

Giovanni Garau: ffs

Elia Santini: Sana i’m behind you

Sana Allagui: many thanks

Federico Canegallo: I’ve filled my obnoxious quota earlier I’m too tired to do anything else

Martino Rametta renamed the group what happened to having a working brain fede?

Eva Brighi: Marti you shit

Eva Brighi renamed the group we’ve made it to 40 days and 40 nights in relationship wilderness ladies and germs

Eva Brighi: literally the only established rule of this chat is that we only change the name to keep track of the days

Martino Rametta: this is exhausting

—

Chicco Rodi to Rocco Martucci: do you have the chat muted

Rocco Martucci: sorry who is this?

—

Eleonora Sava to Eva Brighi: Eva

Eleonora Sava: Eva I’m struggling

Eva Brighi: you left pizza early to go study with edo I am not speaking to you

Eleonora Sava: evaaaaaa

—

Eva Brighi removed Eleonora Sava from Le MAT&T

Eva Brighi: ele WILL try to thirst text you today do not answer her

Eva Brighi added Eleonora Sava to Le MAT&T

Eleonora Sava: sorry what the fuck was that for

Silvia Mirabella: no you don’t get to protest you’ve abandoned us

Silvia Mirabella: go study miss sava I’m disappointed in you, frankly

—

Eleonora Sava to Federica Caciotti: are you guys at gio’s

Eleonora Sava: Fede?

—

Federico Canegallo to Giovanni Garau: how’s it going over there

Giovanni Garau: we don’t have dumb sticks up our asses and aren’t studying so it’s going well

Federico Canegallo: Eva if I wanted to talk to you I would’ve texted you

Federico Canegallo: give gio the phone

—

Eva Brighi to Federico Canegallo: fuck you

—

Eleonora Sava to Sana Allagui: are you guys at gio’s

Sana Allagui: ERROR 404: The person you are trying to reach is not available. Check your connection and try again later.

—

Sana Allagui to Le MAT&T: [screenshot]

Sana Allagui: and here we have the rare procrastinating ele sava in her natural habitat

Eva Brighi: what a beautiful creature

Federica Caciotti: truly moving to see such majesty in nature

Silvia Mirabella: i can’t believe you’ve captured her on record

Eleonora Sava: I know you’re all sitting in the same room laughing at each other

Eleonora Sava: I’m never speaking to you again

—

Federico Canegallo to Edoardo Incanti: so are you guys still studying

Federico Canegallo: or are you fucking now

Federico Canegallo: because if you’re fucking I’m not gonna come home

Edoardo Incanti: 1. you’re a piece of shit

Edoardi Incanti: 2. did you text me thinking that I would respond if we were fucking?

Federico Canegallo: I mean its been a couple hours since I left so I was just making sure it was cool to come back

Federico Canegallo: typically people don’t fuck for entire afternoons on end so

Edoardo Incanti: please stop saying we’re fucking

Federico Canegallo: so you’re not?

Edoardo Incanti: i’m not going to answer that

Edoardo Incanti: go to gio’s tho she’s moved past procrastinating and gets annoyed if you interrupt her

—

Martino Rametta to Eleonora Sava: nico is wondering if we can use your pasta

Eleonora Sava: will you be following a recipe

Martino Rametta: i’m not gonna lie to you that was an ask permission after the fact kind of thing

Martino Rametta: it is edible tho if you want to have some when you get home

Martino Rametta: when will that be?

—

Eleonora Sava to Edoardo Incanti: what are you doing for dinner

Edoardo Incanti: i think talking in person about this isn’t violating the rules

Eleonora Sava: it is

Eleonora Sava: I can text and study at the same time and therefore I’m still studying and therefore we have to stay in separate rooms

Edoardo Incanti: you can be really obnoxious sometimes

Eleonora Sava: it’s a talent

Eleonora Sava: welcome to studying with me

Edoardo Incanti: ok you’re getting crabby

Eleonora Sava: rude

Edoardo Incanti: we’re officially done studying for the moment

Eleonora Sava: ok official means two party consent

Eleonora Sava: I did not consent to stop studying

Edoardo Incanti: acknowledged and overruled

Edoardo Incanti: i’m coming to you don’t flip ur shit

—

Chicco Rodi to someone get milk I haven’t been able to eat cereal in four days and i’m dying: [pic]

Chicco Rodi: Spotted! Edoardo Incanti out getting saucy with Eleonora Sava when they both said they’d be studying. Maybe they can use their combined genius to turn their ‘break’ into a ‘date.’ xoxo Gossip Girl

Edoardo Incanti: fuck off man

Federico Canegallo: edo all you have to do to make this stop

Federico Canegallo: is stop being a fucking coward and tell her how you feel

—

Chicco Rodi to Eva Brighi: edo and ele are at that greek stand by the conservatory

Eva Brighi: how dare they get gyros without me

Eva Brighi: what are you doing there

Chicco Rodi: not getting gyros bc now I have to spy on them

Eva Brighi: unfortunate

Chicco Rodi: the things I do for them

Eva Brighi: what, exactly, are you doing for them

Chicco Rodi: ur getting too hung up on the details

—

Elia Santini to *plays Baby K even harder*: drinks tonight?

Martino Rametta: some of us value our livers

Eleonora Sava: and our grades

Eva Brighi: if you value ur grades so much

Eleonora Sava: don’t say it

Eva Brighi: why aren’t you studying rn?

Eva Brighi: mm?

Elia Santini: again, drinks tonight?

Elia Santini: bueller? bueller?

Luchino: I’m in

Chicco Rodi: @elia we’re gonna try to play that one game from New Girl tonight

Giovanni Garau: i fucking love new girl

Federica Caciotti: doesn’t that revolve around American politicians

Chicco Rodi: historical figures, please

Chicco Rodi: and yes

Federica Caciotti: interesting

Sana Allagui: I’m coming just to watch you guys be confused

Edoardo Incanti: when is this starting

Chicco Rodi: may or may not be four drinks in

Edoardo Incanti: is2g

—

Eleonora Sava to Giovanni Garau: is anyone at urs rn? I need a quiet place to study

Giovanni Garau: no

Giovanni Garau: why don’t you go home?

Eleonora Sava: Eva will yell at me

Eleonora Sava: and edo forgot one of my books there earlier when he picked them up I’m sorry

Giovanni Garau: ok i’m leaving right now

Giovanni Garau: door’s unlocked but please be quick our neighbor will steal everything we own

Eleonora Sava: eva’s right you are an angel

—

Federico Canegallo to Edoardo Incanti: are you coming home or nah

Edoardo Incanti: went to gio’s to study

Edoardo Incanti: back later

Federico Canegallo: do you even need to study this much for the one test you still have

Federico Canegallo: I don’t understand you

—

Edoardo Incanti to Eva Brighi: ele is exhausted please don’t yell at her when she gets upstairs

Eva Brighi: …

Eva Brighi: fine

Eva Brighi: but only cuz you said please

—

Eva Brighi renamed the group 41 days and 41 nights in relationship wilderness ladies and germs

—

Eva Brighi to Eleonora Sava: Marti wants to know if you want anything for breakfast he and Nico are going out

Eva Brighi: he also called me lazy for not getting off the couch to ask you in person

Eva Brighi: will you yell at him for that pls

—

Silvia Mirabella to *plays Baby K even harder*: drinks here tonight for those of us who are feeling reckless or actually are done with midterms

Silvia Mirabella: starting at 21 but we’re getting Thai at 19 if anyone wants to join

Chicco Rodi: can u be both?

Silvia Mirabella: yea that’s allowed

Chicco Rodi: sick

Elia Santini: if we want Thai but don’t feel like actually going to the Thai place

Silvia Mirabella: no

—

Silvia Mirabella sent a link to silvietta.sil, profile on PayPal to Le MAT&T: fund drinks for tonight pls and thanks

Federica Caciotti renamed the group Le Mom’s not buying the booze anymore

Silvia Mirabella: funny

Federica Caciotti sent a link to federicarica, profile on PayPal: fund my career launch into comedy pls and thanks

—

Federico Canegallo to do NOT speak to me about the scooter: fifa tourney @ 15?

Elia Santini: ye

Giovanni Garau: taking my last midterm but I can be there at like 16:30

Federico Canegallo: lame

Chicco Rodi: will I actually get to play today sir

Luchino: sounds good

Rocco Martucci: do any of you actually go to class

Elia Santini: @chicco @rocco no

Chicco Rodi: fuck you @elia

Martino Rametta: same with gio but Nico says he’ll be there at 15

Martino Rametta: he’s wondering if you’ll have snacks or no

Federico Canegallo: tell the little fucker he can die before eating all of my good pretzels again

Martino Rametta: he says bite me

Federico Canegallo: @edo hello????

Federico Canegallo: update edo is still sleeping but told me to tell you all he’s going to kick your asses

Elia Santini: fat fucking chance, charms

—

Eva Brighi to Eleonora Sava: making coffee would you like some

—

Edoardo Incanti to Eleonora Sava: hi please tell me you actually went to bed last night instead of studying more

Eleonora Sava: I did

Edoardo Incanti: ok good

Edoardo Incanti: when are you taking it

Eleonora Sava: tomorrow

Edoardo Incanti: are you feeling better about it than you were yesterday?

Eleonora Sava: yes

Eleonora Sava: thank you

Edoardo Incanti: of course

Edoardo Incanti: i’d offer to let you come study here again but fede and chicco want to play fifa

Edoardo Incanti: lucky fuckers are already done with their midterms

Edoardo Incanti: but if you need someone to study with again, I’ll take on the task

Eleonora Sava: how kind of you

Eleonora Sava: I’m ok tho

Edoardo Incanti: if you’re sure

—

Eva Brighi to Eleonora Sava: are you down for Thai or no?

Eva Brighi: because now is the time to say something if ur not

Eva Brighi: silvia is Determined to get spring rolls

Eva Brighi: I think only you could stop her

Eva Brighi: sana tried suggesting that Salvadorian place but sil shut her down hard

Eva Brighi: come save us from tyranny pls

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Chicco Rodi to *plays Baby K even harder*: just wanted to publicly make it known that I kicked Fede and Elia’s asses at fifa

Sana Allagui: ladies we’ve been demoted to peanut gallery

Sana Allagui: this is a federal offense

Eva Brighi: @chicco I’ll be impressed when you can beat ele at mario kart

Federica Caciotti: same

Martino Rametta: points were made

Silvia Mirabella: guys he might die lets not make him do that

Sana Allagui: can we still take them to court

Federica Caciotti: yes of course

Eva Brighi: get ur fucking lawyer ready boys

Luchino: wait court for what

Giovanni Garau: grabbing the game cube when I go home this weekend

Giovanni Garau: mario kart tourney Sunday night

Federico Canegallo: um pay attention to this tourney pls and thanks

Chicco Rodi: I’ve been challenged tho

Chicco Rodi: and they’re suing us

Federico Canegallo: I will smother you in ur sleep chicco PAY ATTENTION

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Edoardo Incanti to Eleonora Sava: contrary to what the gc says it was mostly me who beat fede and Elia

Eleonora Sava: color me even more impressed than I already said I was

Edoardo Incanti: you didn’t say anything

Eleonora Sava: exactly

Edoardo Incanti: no one asked you to be sarcastic about it

Edoardo Incanti: now what’s this about mario kart

Eleonora Sava: don’t even try I will kick ur ass

Edoardo Incanti: I’ll have you know I’ve won every single Incanti cousins mario kart tourney since we started doing them when I was like nine

Eleonora Sava: its not that hard to beat Eva she’s shit

Edoardo Incanti: we have other cousins ya know

Eleonora Sava: did mario kart even exist when u were nine

Edoardo Incanti: ya p sure

Eleonora Sava: hm

Eleonora Sava: sounds dubious

Eleonora Sava: old

Edoardo Incanti: hey

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Eva Brighi to Le Mom’s not buying the booze anymore: yeah I think Thai is fine

Sana Allagui: its not

Eva Brighi: what’s not fine is hiding in ur room and not answering ur texts all day

Federica Caciotti: ok so we’ve gotten through procrastination ele and annoyed ele and now we’re on to hermit ele

Federica Caciotti: we’ve almost completed the cycle

Silvia Mirabella: is she alive can you tell

Silvia Mirabella: sana shut up about the food for a sec

Sana Allagui: ok easy for u when ur the one that’s winning

Eva Brighi: yeah I’ve heard her go to the bathroom once or twice but she hasn’t come out besides that

Eva Brighi: I’ve texted her several times and when I call she sends me to voicemail

Sana Allagui: have you like knocked on the door

Eva Brighi: I may be an idiot but I’m not stupid Sana

Eva Brighi: of course I have

Eva Brighi: ele if you’re reading this knock on ur wall twice

Eva Brighi: ok she did it. love you ele please come out and eat something

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Chicco Rodi to *plays Baby K even harder*: @ele so are you going to beat my ass in mario kart or not

Chicco Rodi: you didn’t say anything

Chicco Rodi: i need to kno how many blows my pride is gonna take this week

Federico Canegallo: ok you are preemptively anticipating ele beating you when gio’s beating you right now

Federico Canegallo: you’re not even playing anymore ffs

Chicco Rodi: some things you just have to accept fede

Edoardo Incanti: who the fuck says preemptively anticipate

Eva Brighi: don’t be jealous just bc some fede sounds fancier than you

Edoardo Incanti: is this bc I insulted ur vocabulary yesterday

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Sana Allagui to Eleonora Sava: not responding to hermit ele takes some strength

Sana Allagui: is everything ok?

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Edoardo Incanti: appalled

Edoardo Incanti: dubious

Edoardo Incanti: preemptive

Edoardo Incanti: anticipation

Eleonora Sava: no I am not arguing with you about this

Eleonora Sava: I’m studying

Eleonora Sava: unlike some people

Edoardo Incanti: mm ok point taken

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Sana Allagui to Le Mom’s not paying for the booze anymore: ok Eva w/e you’ve done to piss ele off has extended to me

Sana Allagui: she’s not responding to my texts

Eva Brighi: well what did you say

Eva Brighi: also she’s not pissed off she’s Stressed

Eva Brighi: i’m Stressed

Sana Allagui: I asked if she was ok

Sana Allagui: n she didn’t say anything

Silvia Mirabella: ele knock twice on the wall again if ur stressed

Silvia Mirabella: eva did she do it

Eva Brighi: no

Eva Brighi: her phone’s going straight to voicemail now I think it’s off

Silvia Mirabella: damn

Silvia Mirabella: frontal assault into her room?

Eva Brighi: I have a better idea

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Eva Brighi to Edoardo Incanti: hey

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Eleonora Sava to marti make sure nico cleans out the lint filter on the dryer or I will cut you: someone please water the plants on the veranda

Eleonora Sava: I just realized that I didn’t get to them this morning and they’re sitting directly in the sun

Martino Rametta: i would totally do it but I am not home atm

Eva Brighi: I have a good idea for you

Eva Brighi: you could come out and do it yourself

Eva Brighi: ele?

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Martino Rametta to Eva Brighi: everything ok with ele?

Eva Brighi: you’ve been gone all day I forgot

Eva Brighi: she isn’t coming out of her room or answering her texts

Martino Rametta: oh so Test Ele

Eva Brighi: I think its worse than usual

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Martino Rametta to Eleonora Sava: hi i would request that you set aside your books and take ten deep breaths

Martino Rametta: nico seconds me

Eleonora Sava: :/

Martino Rametta: eva did water the plants on the veranda she sent me a pic

Eleonora Sava: :)

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Edoardo Incanti to Eva Brighi: sorry I was talking to nonna

Edoardo Incanti: she wants us to come over soon

Eva Brighi: like today soon?

Edoardo Incanti: no like in a few weeks

Eva Brighi: ok

Eva Brighi: wait aren’t you guys doing fifa right now

Edoardo Incanti: does that make me incapable of texting nonna

Eva Brighi: she doesn’t text

Edoardo Incanti: calling nonna then w/e

Eva Brighi: edoardo incanti did you actually speak to our grandmother or are you bsing me

Edoardo Incanti: i promise I did I’m just very tired atm

Eva Brighi: ok lover boy I’ll let it slide this time

Eva Brighi: text ele for me I haven’t heard or seen her all day and I’m getting worried

Edoardo Incanti: weird she’s been texting me

Eva Brighi: of fucking course

Edoardo Incanti: is everything ok?

Eva Brighi: she’s being a recluse

Eva Brighi: I’ve found that she gets like this around tests its p usual

Eva Brighi: but this feels off I’m worried

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Edoardo Incanti: in order to properly be a recluse you have to turn your phone off you know

Eleonora Sava: I have no idea what ur talking about

Edoardo Incanti: Eva says she hasn’t heard from you all day

Edoardo Incanti: you haven’t been responding in the gc

Edoardo Incanti: but you’ve been texting me

Edoardo Incanti: don’t recluses avoid all contact w the outside world

Eleonora Sava: whoever said I was trying to be a recluse

Edoardo Incanti: is everything ok?

Eleonora Sava: yes

Eleonora Sava: why wouldn’t it be

Edoardo Incanti: i’m coming over

Eleonora Sava: you don’t need to

Edoardo Incanti: i am tho

Eleonora Sava: edo

Eleonora Sava: edo seriously you don’t have to

Eleonora Sava: edo pick up your damn phone

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Edoardo Incanti to Eva Brighi: are you home?

Eva Brighi: ya

Edoardo Incanti: come buzz me in

Eva Brighi: she’s not gonna let you in I’ve tried that

Edoardo Incanti: w/e just do it pls

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Federico Canegallo: where did you go

Edoardo Incanti: ele’s

Federico Canegallo: ok

Federico Canegallo: not gonna finish the tourney?

Edoardo Incanti: we played for like two and a half hours I think that’s enough

Federico Canegallo: ok

Federico Canegallo: are you gonna come to drinks

Edoardo Incanti: depends

Federico Canegallo: ok

Federico Canegallo: tell her to feel better

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Eva Brighi to Le Mom’s not buying the booze anymore: ok better idea is here now

Sana Allagui: don’t tell me you got edo to come over

Silvia Mirabella: eva now is not the time to try to set them up

Sana Allagui: it’s brilliant

Eva Brighi: ok contrary to popular (silvia’s) belief chicco and I are NOT crazy for trying to set them up

Eva Brighi: n this isn’t part of that

Eva Brighi: they are friends and friends are allowed to do shit like care about each other

Federica Caciotti: and have romantic feelings for one another

Eva Brighi: not! the! point!

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Silvia Mirabella to *plays Baby K even harder*: numbers for Thai?

Luchino: me

Elia Santini: ok the tourney’s almost done

Elia Santini: you’re sure you won’t bring any to us

Silvia Mirabella: we are going back to mine after this why would we bring it all the way to fede’s

Chicco Rodi: me for Thai

Giovanni Garau: same

Martino Rametta: me n nico too

Elia Santini: traitors

Martino Rametta: we literally are already done with the tourney you’re just a sore loser and want to play until you win a game

Elia Santini: ur exposing me

Elia Santini: i will eat ur firstborn

Silvia Mirabella: edo? fede?

Federico Canegallo: nah I am gonna pity play Elia until he wins

Elia Santini: fuck you

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Edoardo Incanti to Silvia Mirabella: any chance you could make a stop here after Thai

Silvia Mirabella: no i literally just told Elia I’m not going to yours

Edoardo Incanti: at ele’s

Silvia Mirabella: oh

Silvia Mirabella: yeah of course

Silvia Mirabella: what do you guys want

Edoardo Incanti: the drunken noodles and that one yellow curry

Silvia Mirabella: will do

Silvia Mirabella: is ele ok?

Edoardo Incanti: yeah she’s alright

Silvia Mirabella: tell her I’m glad she’s ok

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Eva Brighi to Edoardo Incanti: how’s ele

Edoardo Incanti: hungry

Eva Brighi: we’ll stop by soon

Eva Brighi: almost done I promise

Eva Brighi: besides that?

Edoardo Incanti: she yelled at me for a bit for coming over n got mad when I took away her textbook

Edoardo Incanti: but then she calmed down

Edoardo Incanti: currently on the porch

Edoardo Incanti: she’s v concerned about the plants

Edoardo Incanti: says you did a shit job of watering them

Eva Brighi: that is what she wants to say rn

Eva Brighi: so picky

Eva Brighi: is she feeling better?

Edoardo Incanti: i think so

Edoardo Incanti: really remains to be see tho

Edoardo Incanti: she’s very stressed

Eva Brighi: ok

Eva Brighi: keep me updated

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Silvia Mirabella to Edoardo Incanti: i come bearing food

Silvia Mirabella: buzz me in pls

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Federico Canegallo to *plays Baby K even harder*: we’ll be over soon

Eva Brighi: cool we started w/o you

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Eva Brighi to Le Mom’s not paying for the booze anymore: mission check on ele post drinks is a go

Eva Brighi: I might be too drunk for this but w/e

Eva Brighi: all the lights are off

Eva Brighi: it’s quiet

Eva Brighi: checking her room

Eva Brighi: oh!

Eva Brighi: they are asleep

Sana Allagui: they

Silvia Mirabella: they?

Eva Brighi: yes edo is here still

Sana Allagui: nice

Federica Caciotti: how does ele look

Eva Brighi: relaxed

Sana Allagui: are they snuggling

Eva Brighi: yes

Eva Brighi: its v cute

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Eva Brighi renamed the group ok they were snuggling last night are we still in the relationship wilderness, who knows? day 1

Chicco Rodi: sorry they were what last night

#skam italia #incantava #eleonora sava #edoardo incanti #incantava fic #if it feels like crack it's bc it low-key is lmaooooo #this was fun to write tho I hope it makes sense and the plot line is easy enough to follow #my tags on ao3 are a lot more explanatory than here sorry about that

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