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my favourite part of the Wayne Kids being, you know, the Waynes, and popular celebrities is the fact that these are teenagers and young adults who are given ... celebrity powers. and i know they're stupidly petty with them. every time you log onto twitter you'd see 3 of them engaged in a sibling argument, completely uncaring that it's being broadcasted to thousands of people
Dick, tweeting: Tim stole my sandwich today, hey siri how do i un-adopt a sibling?
Tim: ??? I didn't steal your sandwich??
Dick: Then who did??? It was there this morning and you were the only one in the manor the entire morning??
Tim: Dick, my unfortunately kind of favourite brother, I was not in the manor today
Dick: YOU WEREN'T?!?!?
Tim: no, I've been in my apartment all week. did you hallucinate me?? LMFAO
Cass: I was there this morning.
Dick: Oh. No wonder then??? You 2 look too similar, one of you needs to cut your hair
Tim: Not it
Cass: . . .
Tim: on second thought, maybe it's time for a haircut
Cass: :D <3
Tim: Love you too, Cass
Random Twitter User, quote tweeting the last tweet: So did you ever find out who took Dick's sandwich????
Cass: Jay did.
Dick: JAY DID?!?!?
Cass: Oh. Did you not know?
Dick: NO?!????
Cass: Oh. @/jason start running. Sorry.
Steph: Guys Jason might deadass die again Dick is ONTO him
Random Twitter User: ... Again?
Steph: hardly the point rn, jared
Babs: Why did Jason just climb in my window asking me to hide him
Tim: he's running from Dick, lol
Babs: Oh, why?
Tim: he ate his sandwich
Babs: Got it, he's hiding behind my couch now, screeching about Cass betraying him.
Dick: BABS DON'T MOVE. DON'T LET HIM LEAVE.
#batfam#dc comics#batman#jason todd#dick grayson#tim drake#stephanie brown#cassandra cain#barbara gordon#i love socmed aus with them#but like theyre barely even aus#cause theyre already famous?#god help us all if they get social media in-canon
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I'm thinking about it real hard and tbh Neil would take Kevin's phone and block his account from Kevin's Twitter and then be the most ridiculous Kevin Fan Account. He would reply to fan theories, check them, debunk/confirm them. He would share Kevin's stats and talk so often about how much he looks up to him and his skills. the whole team just thinks Kevin knows and doesn't care.
and then one day an interviewer brings the account up and Neil can't get out fast enough, tries to deactivate it. but it ends up being something Kevin likes. The attention he enjoyed as a Raven but not the objectification. Neil telling people to fuck off and then agreeing with another that Kevin has improved. Showing details and stats and it's touching to him, even if it would be weird to anyone else. Kevin who still really craves that adoration and attention bordering on stalker/codepency and Neil who can deliver it perfectly.
Kevin bestows him with the #1 Fan title and Neil is even more insufferable after that.
#aftg#all for the game#aftg fandom#aftg trilogy#neil josten#kevin day#i just love them okay#this can be platonic or romantic or some secret third thing#whatever you want#interpret it how you want#but i just keep thinking about a “biblically accurate” Neil socmed AU#and he would spend most if not all of his online presence praising Kevin and being his biggest fan#enjoying the community of it#of no longer just having his little binder with newspaper clippings#of getting to share game snippets with other people who also realise how insanely talented Kevin is#please someone i need a friend to cry with
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Kathea Leak, pt. 2 of 2
i can’t be arsed to make statements from the teams so this is all you’re getting . no substantial andreil comment bc they’re getting lost somewhere + they don’t give a shit 🤷♀️ a little Sethisms bc that man has no filter & yk he now an Ally ✊
End of the Kathea leak saga (lmao) but not the end of the Kathea agenda! Also the beginning of many more gay things too come…
Twinyards bonus:
>> 15 next >>
#i love kathea too much to have any patience#you’re getting these right now and you better like them#aftg socmed au#incorrect aftg#kathea 🌺#aftg kathea#aftg#all for the game#the foxhole court#katelyn/thea#katelyn mackenzie#katelyn young#thea muldani#kevin day#seth gordon#twinyards#aaron minyard#andrew minyard#neil josten#the sunshine court
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KateAaron tweets pt. 1
#i love them so much#why did no one tell me coming up with tweets was so difficult#kateaaron#aftg socmed au#aftg twitter au#aaron minyard#katelyn mackenzie#andrew minyard
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youtuber soap and editor ghost
for the longest time soap went editing his own videos because he didn’t trust anyone else—but then as his following grows, some of the work becomes overwhelming, and he’s forced to hire someone to help lighten the load a bit
the only application that stands out to him is ghost’s. his editing style is unique while also adhering to a style soap had developed for himself, he’s professional, and something about him has soap thinking that he could trust ghost wholeheartedly with such an important part of his videos
and apparently he’s right to—his fans clock the change immediately when ghost’s name is put in the description, commenting on how well done it is, noting all the little quirks ghosts had ventured out to add without knowing whether or not it’d be something soap would like, or knowing if it’d work with his audience
it doesn’t take long for them to reach that point of the classic ‘referring to the editor as an in-video bit’ part of their working relationship, and the fans eat it right up. though ghost’s cameos are sparse, they’re always perfectly timed, and people start to beg for more appearances because ghost and soap seem like the perfect balance for one another
and is it a surprise, maybe a year or so down the line when soap introduces a guest to his video and it turns out to be ghost? no, not at all
#im so normal about socmed aus#theyre so silly i love them so much#give me more and i will be so content#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#soapghost#ghostsoap#ghost x soap#ghoap#alternate universe
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To all those people posting aftg social media aus (especially the out of pocket foxes ones)
<3 I love you
#they bring me so much joy#I love them#aftg socmed au#ahhh#aftg#all for the game#the foxhole court#the raven king#the king’s men#the foxes#andrew minyard#neil josten#dan wilds#kevin day#matt boyd#aaron minyard#seth gordon#allison reynolds#nicky hemmick#renee walker#andreil#aftg trilogy
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I’ll take these text-speak-illiterate boys to my grave
#if i said i was making a ‘origins of Kevallison friendship au’ what would you say#even though i seen a post on my dash today that said the socmed aus suck#consider it’s my life and i love them#and your hatred only inspires me further
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𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗷𝗲𝗴𝘂𝗹𝘂𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘂 🖤💣
james is so whipped and reg is so annoyed
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fixing my intro post
hello! i'm gia, i'm 18, and i am very very normal about the things i like i promise!! these things include anything and everything related to aftg (i also love the goldfinch, trc, and james joyce). this is a sideblog, and i follow from @giaswritingarchive
socmed au: 5 4 3 2 1
completed fics: 1. Sunrise, Abram, Death 2. Heaven Is Not Fit 3. Je Te Laisserai Des Mots
wip masterpost
Official Jeremy Theory tsc 2&3 bingo
#intro post#since i'm pinning this i'm going to add a bunch of tags here so just ignore them#aftg socmed au#save#my posts#my writing#ask#personal?#jean moreau i love you to death#neil josten the man that you are#towning#hamlet au#jeanee timeloop au#raven!jeremy au#hamlet#etymology#oh my word#jeremy knox my favorite#important#oh wow#tbr#serial killer au#wip game#gia studies (unsuccessfully)#ask game#kevin jumpscare#wip wednesday#for reference#the chronicles of kevin the window cleaner#look at her!!!
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some socmed au them bcs I've kept these for myself for too long LMAO (they're in random orders and I change the dates and all so some time frame is weird in the tweet) also shizuha plays bang dream which explains their dn on the first few tweets💀💀:
(includes: shizuha/shinsuke (my oc), karma, asano, kayano, yada, kataoka, nakamura, maehara)
unserious overall, this is for goofs🏃🏻♀️🏃🏻♀️
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shizuha follows karma's priv acc and an argument immediately starts💀💀
the time they had to take care of the kids and kayano needed more actors
nakamura teasing yada
I like making asano fall for internet humour LMAO
(pov of shizuha) yada made a gc w maehara and nakamura to plan out shizuha's subtle date💀💀
this AHAHAHA
prohibiting piercings but asano gets caught in another internet humour
these three are always caught at the scene of a crime💀💀💀
#socmed au#assassination classroom#ansatsu kyoushitsu#oc stuff#akabane karma#canon x oc#asano gakushuu#nakamura rio#kayano kaede#maehara hiroto#yada toka#kataoka meg#I've been doing this since like may or march#didn't post it anywhere but my priv twt tho#might do more if I ever want to show any :D#I love making them interact like this💀💀
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twitter profiles for the 21st century au gang in 2025 (minus marty who is appalled that his parents ever had social media and plus biff whose profile is Surely Something)
#i love making fake socmed accounts its so fun#ill make them tweet n stuff too#back to the future#time travel car movie tag#21st century au
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You might think you’re Daniel’s biggest fan, you’re not. It’s the Aus GP admin tweeting this photo every day of the inaugural Daniel Ricciardo Grand Prix week
#love how the Aus gp socmed team is so loud about Daniel even when he was not driving#I mean sure it gets them the engagement but they do genuinely love him 💕
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normal is relative (love is love)
Hola folks! if you weren't aware, i am on hiatus! however despite completely cutting myself off from social media, i haven't stopped writing. i wrote this last week and emailed it over to my bestie and beta reader, afternineattheoasis, who is now posting it here and on tumblr for all to enjoy. otherwise, my queue should post every second tuesday of the month until i'm back :)
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"And, I was just wondering . . . um, I—oh, this is just—I can't do this."
Doc raised an unimpressed eyebrow. "Try again," he said.
Mumbo sighed, adjusted his tie. "Right. Well, I was just in the neighborhood—in the neighborhood? I've never said that in my life, I don't know—"
Doc harrumphed loudly. "Again."
"Okay." Mumbo took a deep breath. "Hi, G! Uh, I was—I have, I mean, or, or, I want? Look, it's—we're, we're good friends, right?"
"Stop."
Mumbo, gratefully, stopped.
Doc watched him for a moment, eyes roving over Mumbo, from his head to his toes. Mumbo stood there, awkwardly, just waiting for him to say something. Anything. Any piece of advice.
"Lose the tie," Doc said eventually.
"I—what? What? Lose the—lose the tie?" Mumbo sputtered. "It's—I always wear a tie!"
"It feels too formal. Take it off."
"That's absolutely ridiculous," Mumbo said. "I don't see how that's supposed to help me."
"I don't see how I am supposed to help you," Doc said. "What do you want from this? Why me?"
Well, Mumbo had thought that was obvious! Why would he go to anyone other than Doc?
"You're the only other aspec person I know," he said, pushing up his sleeves. That felt awkward. He pushed them back down. "I figured, because you and Ren have your—your—"
"Our QPR?" Doc supplied.
"Yes! Yes, that. Well, you and Ren have feelings for each other, and your relationship is a QPR—"
"I do not have feelings for Ren," said Doc, nose wrinkled. "Ren has feelings for me, and I like his feelings."
"Oh. Right." Mumbo blinked a couple of times. He was pretty sure that's exactly what having feelings was, but okay. "Um, well, how did you confess? Or how did Ren confess, I guess? Like, how was it different from confessing other feelings?"
It was Doc's turn to blink, a slow action, his robotic eye spinning circles around in his head. "Different?"
"Yes. How is—" Mumbo patted his pockets, a tic he'd developed some time ago that he did when he was searching for a word or trying to explain something— "How do you confess feelings of like? Isn't that—isn't that weird?"
"I do not understand."
Mumbo bit his lip. Doc had to be messing with him. "Well, like, a love confession is normal. But, well—a platonic confession? And asking to be in a QPR? That's weird."
Doc frowned. "It is still a love confession, Mumbo. Love is love. Platonic, romantic—just two different loves. All deserve a confession."
"Well, sure," Mumbo waved, "but it certainly isn't normal."
"Normal is relative," grumbled Doc. "Nothing is normal."
"Something—some things are normal, and—"
"Ask Zedaph what normal is to him. And then ask Joe. And then ask Keralis. They will all have different answers. Normal is relative."
He shouldn't have tried to argue with Doc. "All right, but, but a committed platonic relationship is not normal to Grian. He could—"
"I don't understand," Doc said. "You care about him, yes?"
Well, yes. Mumbo did care about Grian. He cared about him very much.
But what if Grian felt differently? What if Grian didn't want a committed platonic relationship?
What if Grian wanted more?
What if Mumbo was wrong about everything? What if he didn't actually want a QPR? What if Mumbo wanted more?
"Do you think," he said slowly, "that I might actually want a romantic relationship but I just don't know it? Like—I've never felt this with anyone before—before Grian. Maybe, maybe I actually want to date him, but I don't know it because I don't know what romance feels like and—"
"Do you want to kiss Grian?" Doc asked, one eyebrow raised.
Mumbo felt a bit of revulsion for a second, just to imagine such a thing. That would weird, a total violation of the relationship they have. "No."
"Do you want to woo him?"
That got the same feeling. "No, no—I—"
"Do you want to play footsie under the table and giggle about it?"
Mumbo actually almost gagged. "No, that sounds—"
Doc held his hands up, a look of satisfaction on his face. "There you are. I do not think you have romantic feelings for Grian."
Mumbo wasn't so sure that was a definitive test, but it did help a little bit, in reassuring his identity. He'd been identifying as aromantic and asexual for as long as he knew they existed, but his recent feelings for Grian had made him start to doubt his entire existence. It was good to have that little confirmation.
"Right," he said, still turning Doc's words over in his mind. "Okay. So—but what if Grian doesn't like . . . the idea? Of a, uh, not-romantic relationship?"
Doc sighed. "Mumbo, why are you so afraid of platonic love?"
That—he wasn't afraid of platonic love! He was just—just nervous, he supposed. Nervous that—nervous that Grian would be. Absolutely not afraid.
"Love is love. And besides, you really just want to . . . ah, put a label on your relationship, yes?"
"Well, yes, and also—make it committed? But what if Grian doesn't want—what if he wants a romantic relationship, not with—not with me, with someone else, and I don't—and we're a, uh, platonic couple? And I'm not comfortable with that?"
Doc waved his robotic arm. "Relationship. Such a messy word. Relationships are . . . ah, transitiatory, I suppose? They develop, and change, day to day. Especially in a mixed-orientation relationship, like the one you want to be in."
Mixed-orientation relationship. What, because Grian was alloromantic and Mumbo was aro? Or would it mean something else entirely?
"What exactly is a mixed-orientation relationship?" Mumbo asked hesitantly. "Just to, er, make sure we're on the same page."
"Something like what Ren and I have," Doc explained patiently. "Ren is alloromantic. I am not. Ren has romantic feelings for me. I am fine with it. He knows that I do not return them. It involves much communication, and our boundaries change frequently. That is what you want, yes?"
Not that Mumbo knew what to expect, but that sounded like something that he wanted. Maybe not the whole bit about Ren having romantic feelings anyway. Mumbo didn't really like the idea of Grian wanting that sort of relationship, and Mumbo not being able to provide.
"Does it ever get—is it ever hard, to know—or, does, er, when Ren wants things you don't want, is that hard?"
Doc stared at him for a moment, clearly trying to parse out the question. He chuckled suddenly, crossing one leg over the other.
"Right, I forgot that you're asexual also," he said, still chuckling. "No. No, Ren and I never have that problem."
That was probably too much information. Mumbo could've lived without knowing that. He could feel his ears heating up, like they always did when he got embarrassed. Change the subject change the subject—
"Um, right then. But, like—did you ever feel bad that you can't, you know, return his feelings? Give him what he wants—in like, a feelings, romance sense? You know?"
Doc, again, sighed. "Mumbo Jumbo, my platonic . . . er, love for Ren is not worth less than romantic love. They are equal, if different. You must understand that before anything, yes? There is no love greater than another. All love is worthy of love."
Mumbo knew that. He really did. He knew about love, and the different kinds. He had learned that being aspec didn't mean broken, just different.
Why couldn't he keep it straight when it came to Grian?
"I think I'm just having a hard time with this today," Mumbo said eventually. "I know this stuff. Like, remember when Joe signed us all up for that gender and sexuality conference so that we could learn how to use Cleo's pronouns? I went to the, uh, the aspec panel, and they talked a lot about that. And I've also just . . . just read about it online. So I know—I know that you're right. I know this. It's just hard. You know?"
"Ah, I remember that conference," Doc said, gazing off into the distance with what was either a fond or a disgruntled expression. "Some racist man threatened me. The fun thing about threatening a part-creeper is that you're sure to lose."
Mumbo really didn't like Doc's smile. Maybe it would be best to return to the main subject.
"Another thing I'm scared about—"
"Another thing? Mumbo, how many fears can one have about this?"
Mumbo laughed self-consciously. "Well, well, I've—I've got a lot, so just—buckle in, bud. Another thing is what if . . . well, what if he says no? And then he thinks it's weird, that—that—that I feel that way. And he doesn't want to be friends anymore. Then what?"
Doc stared at him. "You are making things up now."
"No, I'm—this is a genuine fear! I just want to be—"
"Mumbo," interjected Doc, "when Grian first joined, I thought you were in a QPR."
Oh.
Well, Mumbo rather liked that. He and Grian already gave off QPR vibes? That was—maybe not, not great, but it made him feel kind of proud.
"Of course, others on the server assumed it was romantic," Doc continued. "My a-dar has never been wrong."
The others thought—?
Mumbo could deal with that later.
"I don't think it counts as an a-dar if I already came out to you, mate," Mumbo pointed out.
Doc waved. "Potato, potato."
"Those were the same potatoes."
"Mumbo Jumbo."
Mumbo sighed, properly looked up at Doc. When had his eyes fallen to his shoes?
Doc stared into his eyes as he spoke. "If Grian is worth anything, he will never stop loving you. Understood?"
Mumbo didn't argue this time. Doc was right. And Mumbo knew Grian. Even if Grian rejected him and it was a little awkward for a while, nothing would change.
He took a deep breath. He could do this.
"Right. So let's say I'm going to confess right now. What do I do?"
Doc, again, surveyed him up and down, robotic eye moving slower than his natural one, from Mumbo's shoes to his hair.
"Lose the tie."
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Mumbo didn't lose the tie.
He did loosen it, though, on his way out of his tree, after doubling back to check himself out in the mirror.
Doc was right. It felt too formal, too much like he was inviting Grian to a dinner party rather than asking a close friend if they wanted to change their brand of friendship.
So he loosened it, then left to find Grian.
Grian was meant to really get some progress done on his alley build today (because of course they shared a calendar, how else would they ever get anything done?), but Mumbo didn't see him passing by, so he headed instead for Grian's starter base.
There was no one there, either. Grian must have been out mining or something. Which kind of sucked, really, because Mumbo had just gotten up the nerve to actually talk to him. Now he would have to do it all over again—spend a day hyping himself up, an hour getting ready, skip breakfast so that he doesn't throw up, et cetera—another time. After all, since Grian wasn't here at the exact time Mumbo planned, everything had entirely fallen apart and nothing that day would work because Mumbo hadn't prepared for it.
He turned to go, trying not to look too dejected. It was fine! He was fine. It was all going to work out, and everything—
"Mumbo Jumbolio!"
Grian landed in front of him, elytra clicking neatly together on his back. He smiled, big and sunny and welcoming.
Mumbo felt a bit weak in the knees. And not because—not because he loved him, or anything, but—
No. He did love Grian.
"What are you sneaking around my house for?"
"Just—just looking for you, dude!" Mumbo said, sticking his hands in his pockets.
Any suspicion cleared from Grian's face instantly, even though Mumbo probably sounded like the most suspicious person ever. Instead, Grian just turned away and started walking, so Mumbo hurried up and fell into step beside him.
Instinctively, Mumbo slowed his pace, matching the stride of Grian's shorter legs. Grian started chattering about some builder thing like block palletes or something that Mumbo automatically tuned out. It wasn't that he didn't want to hear about block palletes—he was trying to become a better builder, after all—or that he didn't want to listen to Grian talk, he was just kind of busy not having a panic attack. Breathing exercises kind of took up a lot of his mental capacity at the best of times.
They arrived, somehow, at the Boatem Hole. Grian sat down on the edge of it, swinging his legs back and forth, still talking.
Mumbo didn't really like to sit at the edge of the Boatem Hole. He always felt like Impulse or Grian would be right behind him, ready to shove him in.
He sat down, anyway. He needed to have this talk with Grian right now, or else he'd chicken out.
"—right?"
Mumbo turned to Grian, trying not to look too much like a spoon.
Grian raised an eyebrow. "Were you even listening to a single word I just said?"
Mumbo swallowed. Loudly. Audibly. That swallow was probably heard by Grian. That was awkward.
How was he supposed to casually transition to his intended subject? He hadn't planned for small talk! He'd kind of just planned to turn up on Grian's doorstep and give his whole spiel!
He had to leave. He had to get out of there, regroup, and come back in five to two-hundred business days with an actual plan.
"Oh, your tie's all messed up—here, let me—"
Mumbo went perfectly still, heart pounding, as Grian started messing with his tie, tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth just the tiniest bit.
They'd hugged before, and cuddled, and just generally hung on each other. But this, somehow, felt like it meant something more than anything else. Like Grian knew what Mumbo was here to say.
Or assumed. Or maybe assumed that he was going to suggest a romantic relationship, because fixing someone's tie was generally considered romantic, right?
Mymbo didn't know. He hoped desperately that Grian couldn't hear his heartbeat.
When Grian finished, he sat back, surveying it with a frown.
Grian actually ended up making it worse, Mumbo realized, as he looked down at himself. The back part was half poking out, the collar stuck under part of it. The tie itself was not really any tighter than it had been.
"I know how to tie a tie," Grian said, eyes narrowed. "I don't know . . . what went wrong."
"I'm aromantic," Mumbo blurted out.
Grian blinked, looking a bit taken about. "I know?"
Right. Grian did know that. How could Mumbo save this?
"I'm asexual."
"I . . . know that too?"
Okay. He could still save this. He could still make it work.
"Well, I don't—I'm not really looking for a romantic relationship, because of, because of that—not that every aspec person feels that way, but, but I do—" he was such a spoon— "so I don't want to date, not like—not like that, not romantically, but, like, if you would be all right with it, maybe platonically?"
Silence.
Grian half-turned his head away, then back, a look of utter confusion on his face. "Run that by me again?"
Oh, dear.
"Right," Mumbo said, ears on fire. "Um. Would you be interested in a—er, in a committed platonic relationship?"
Grian stared at him for long moment. Mumbo kind of wished he could shrink down to the size of a frog and hide under a rock. Not something that would be very practical or logical for most situations, but definitely something to work on.
Maybe he could put Zedaph on it.
"It's okay if not," Mumbo said belatedly. "Like, it's mostly an aspec thing, so if you aren't comfortable or—"
"Oh, like a QPR?" Grian asked, face clearing of his confused stare when Mumbo nodded. "Okay, I think we're on the same page, now."
Mumbo nodded several times. "Great," he said stupidly. He wasn't sure what else to say. What else he could do to keep his heart from being shattered.
"Wait—you're asking me—aw, Mumbo!" said Grian, a silly smile spreading across his face. "Of course, I'd love to!"
No way.
Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes—
Streamers, confetti, a big sign rolled out that read 'he said YES' in big letters—
Mumbo, who was so busy celebrating in his mind, almost forgot to pay attention to Grian, who had begun speaking again.
"So, I don't really know how this works? So maybe we can have a sleepover tonight and do some research and stuff?"
Mumbo nodded vigorously. "Yes! Yeah, of course!"
"Because all I really know—you remember that gender and sexuality conference that Joe had us all go to, the one where Doc got us all kicked out on the second day? Well, before we had to leave, I went to the aspec panel—well, you were there, of course, we sat next to each other—and they talked a bit about QPRs there. But that's all I know."
He said yes.
Grian didn't do any of those horrible things that Mumbo had laid awake imagining, he hadn't rejected him or laughed at him or broken their friendship or tried to kiss him or anything.
He said yes. He said he wanted to learn. He said—oh, he was still talking—
"—that they have, but I imagine it'd be a bit different?" Grian was saying. "Not just because you're a different person from Doc, but because you probably have different needs than him. And me from Ren. Right?"
"Right," agreed Mumbo. "Yeah, of course, dude. Er—"
"Dude feels weird now," Grian said, brows furrowed. "Do we get, like, new cool nicknames and pet names?"
Mumbo had been thinking about the same thing last night. "There are a few," he said. "I mean, names are names and no kinds of names ought to be restricted by anything, so if you—if you wanted to try some, we could—but there are a few that already exist. Um, QPP? Like Queer Platonic Partner?"
"QP Partner," said Grian thoughtfully. "Cutie Partner. I like it. Anything less formal?"
"Um, datemate? Because we're like—just mates on dates, mate." That was so awkward why would he say that why would that come out of his mouth— "And, um, Zucchini? That's one—"
"Zucchuni!" Grian exclaimed, actually clapping his hands together. "You're my Zucchini, Mumbo Jumbo!"
Mumbo could have sworn his heart flew straight out of his chest.
This was so many new developments. Everything was changing all at once—in a good way, of course, but Mumbo kind of needed a moment to scream into a pillow and try to not have a panic attack. Or maybe just have it and get it over with.
But he didn't really want to leave Grian to go do that. Not while Grian was so excitedly redefining their entire relationship.
And as if he could read his thoughts, Grian took a deep breath and sat back.
"You probably need a bit of time to process, yeah?" he said.
Grian knew him so very very well. They had been best friends for years, after all.
"That would be wonderful," he said gratefully. "I'll, um, meet you for our sleepover?"
"I'll come over once the sun starts setting," confirmed Grian. "Don't be afraid to come find me if you need me earlier than that. And I'll text you in an hour or two, all right? Just to make sure you're doing good."
Mumbo nodded, heart bursting. Grian was like that, always remembering his anxiety and helping to remind him that he's cared about.
He said yes.
Mumbo was officially in a QPR with his best friend.
He really did need to go cool down for a little. He felt like he was going to jitter out of his skin.
"Well, er, good talk!" Mumbo said lamely, standing and helping Grian to his feet. Grian sent a brilliant grin his way.
"Absolutely, datemate," he said, before suddenly pulling Mumbo into a hug.
Mumbo was never going to get used to this. He was in a QPR, for goodness' sakes—he was in a relationship!
He needed to get used to it, honestly. He wasn't sure he could stand this level of jitters every day.
He would have to tell Doc that his tie suggestion did absolutely nothing, Mumbo thought to himself as he headed back to Treesa. All that happened was Grian tried to fix it, and it halted all conversation, and gave Mumbo the chance to confess, and. . . .
Well. Maybe Doc was right.
Who would've thought?
#hermitcraft#hermitcraft s8#mumbo jumbo#docm77#grian#hcs8#mcyt#hermitcraft fanfic#mas writes#013123#pov ur on hiatus but the qpr grumbo thoughts wont leave you along#pov you've been on hiatus for a month and a half and have written 50k+ words of fanfic#most of which is an esh au sequel#me: i need a break#also me: OASIS IVE WRITTEN THREE FICS POST THEM!!#im literally typing out these tags in a text to oasis#tbh im loving my socmed break im thriving#i just have too many blorbo thoughts lol#hi guys lol 👋#just read through most of this (skimmed some bits mostly ones without dialogue) and AHH <3333 y'all are gonna love it#so good 😭#:')))#anyway!!#mas sends love 😙#idk probably lol#they're probably asleep right now xD#but anyway yeah :))#love you guys!!!#- oasis#(started at the hi guys)
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— 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐬
#bodyguard au#socmed#bodyguard au socmed#eremika#eremika fic#eren’s bio being mikasa’s insult and mikasa claiming his dog like it’s her own lol#they’re so silly i love them
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pov: short kzhk halloween au wherein
#kazuhoku#kazuma kawamura#the rampage from exile tribe#hokuto x kazuma#hokuto yoshino#kazuhoku au#i love them#happy halloweeeeeeen#au drabbles#socmed au
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filo rondrarry social media au based on a brainrot i had in my priv twt account
(crossposting this here for archival purposes lest i go insane and deac all my twt accs again)
filo harry will call draco babe and ron babu btw 🤭
#rondrarry#rondrarry au#i love this poly sm i wish we got more of them#i have a draft for a microfic but let’s see#ron weasley#harry potter#draco malfoy#these three are so precious to me#ik ronharry will never let draco live#filo au#filo socmed au#rondrarry filo au
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