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pain-is-too-tired · 1 month ago

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No One Has To Understand

Rating: G

Characters: Jake Mason and Charles Beckendorf

Relationships: Jake + Charles(familiar), implied Jake x Michael

Summary: Jake opens up to Beckendorf about a new crush.

Ao3 Link:

Beckendorf liked to say he knew his siblings.

He only had three in the cabin right now, not that hard to get to know three other people when you spend practically everyday together. At least he didn't have as much to worry about as Lee and the Stolls did. How they even remembered so many names was a feat in itself.

Three was easy to remember. So, he didn't think there was anything new his siblings could tell him.

Boy was he wrong.

“You two are gonna get yourself killed like that.” Beckendorf was softly chiding two of his younger siblings who were messing with a gadget on one of the bunks. One that was much too sparky for Beckendorf's liking. “At least take it into the workshop if you're gonna be doing all that, come on now.” He playfully messed up his siblings’ hair. “ Do you want to have to put out another fire?”

His newest sibling,Christopher, whined.

“Fine. Come on Ros” He jumped up, putting the gadget under his arm and heading towards the tunnels.

Philophrosyne,Beckendorf's other sibling, shrugged and followed.

“Told you we shouldn't been working on it in the bunks.” They mumbled to Christopher.

“Yeah yeah- I know.” Christopher grumbled.

“Remember to follow the safety protocols this time too!” Beckendorf called after them. “You nearly took Jake out last time.”

“He was fine!”

“His ears were ringing for like a week.”

“Phil. Work with me here.”

Beckendorf chuckled, “Go on you two. Just be careful.”

“Yes sir!” Christopher said before pulling Philophrosyne into the tunnels with him, both arguing as they went down towards the workshop.

Beckendorf chuckled softly and shook his head, before heading back to his own bunk to work on some blueprints again.

It wasn't but a couple minutes later when Jake, the oldest of Beckendorf's younger siblings, came into the cabin. Rushing past Beckendorf and collapsing on his bunk causing it to creak,pulling the camouflage privacy curtain closed over his bunk.

Jake rarely did that.

Beckendorf frowned. Looking at Jake's bunk, at the door, then Jake's bunk again.

“That bad?”

Beckendorf could hear Jake's muffled groan, before he pulled back his privacy curtain.

He was face down on the bed, only moving his head to the side enough to see Beckendorf and speak more clearly.

“You can say that…”

“Mhm…” Beckendorf accessed his younger brother before sighing.

“Need to talk about it?”

Jake hesitated,rolling more on his side.

“I-”He started. “Its nothing.”

“If it's giving you that reaction,I say it's something.” Beckendorf said.

Jake hesitated, looking down a bit. Beckendorf had never seen Jake like this. He looked so…down. Confused. It definitely had him worried.

“Don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Just can see whatever it is it's bothering you.” Beckendorf said. “I'm here to listen if you need me.”

Jake looked at Beckendorf, before pulling his covers over him,as if trying to hide part of his body in them. Like he was ashamed.

Beckendorf hated seeing him like that. He wasn't sure what to do other than let Jake know he could talk to him. Hephaestus kids weren't always great at expressing emotions well. So he wasn't going to rush Jake on anything. Especially with how uncomfortable he was looking right now.

There was a few moments of silence, before Jake sighed. He shifted around a bit under his covers before looking at Beckendorf.

“It's-uh-Its…” Jake sighed. “I think I have a crush…?”

“Okay…” Beckendorf had a feeling there was a lot more to that. “That doesn't seem too bad. Is it something about her?”

Jake swallowed, “Not a…her.”

Oh. Oh.

Now Beckendorf saw what was going on.

“Ah.”

Beckendorf really didn't know what to say. Not in a bad way, but more in a ‘my younger brother pretty much just came out to me-’ kind of way. He had not been prepared for that kind of talk.

Jake groaned,rolling over onto his back and covering his face with his arm.

“Think something's broken…” His voice cracked.

Now, Beckendorf knew that wasn't right.

“Broke- We're not machines,Jake.” Beckendorf said, sitting up more. “A difference in us from what we think is the norm isn't a malfunction in design. It's just who we are. If you like this boy, then you like him. Doesn't make you broken."

Jake winced, “But-I mean-everyone else-”

“Like I said. You're not broken. Goodness, we're greek Jake. I'm sure the Apollo kids can tell you how often their father fell for a guy. Even Zeus has. It's not wrong just because you don't see it from others around you.”

Jake stared at Beckendorf for a moment,sniffling a bit before breaking down crying.

“Hey- hey-” Beckendorf got up, moving over to Jake's bunk and pulling him into a hug.

“I'm sorry-” Jake choked back a sob.” I'm sorry-”

“No need to be sorry…” Beckendorf rubbed his brothers back carefully. “I'm glad you felt comfortable enough to tell me.”

Jake nodded, burying his face into Beckendorf's chest.

“D-Don't tell anyone else- please-” Jake sniffled. “Not even Silena.”

“Promise. Just be between us.” Beckendorf said.

“Thank you…” Jake mumbled, wiping his eyes.

“Of course.”

They sat there like that for a while before Beckendorf hummed.

“Sooo. Who's the boy?”

“Beck!” Jake's face went red as he lightly shoved his brother. “Come on!”

“You know I gotta tease you.” Beckendorf laughed. “Is it that Yew boy from Seven?”

Jake's face went redder “How you-”

“You practically blue screened when he kicked your butt last Capture The Flag. I just thought you were shocked at the time.”

“I did not!”

“Pretty sure you did.”

Jake groaned as he put his head in his hands, “Regret telling you, I'm not gonna hear the end of it.”

Beckendorf ruffled his hair, “Probably not.” He chuckled. “I do it out of love though.”

Jake smiled a bit, chuckling slightly.

“Yeah. I know.” He said softly. Leaning against him.

Beckendorf smiled, “Wanna tell me about him?”

Jake blushed again, smiling.

“Yeah. That be nice.”

They sat there for a bit, just talking. Beckendorf listening to Jake tell him about his crush and confused feelings on it. Offering what help he could give. Each minute seemed like Jake was relaxing more.

He was glad. Happy that Jake had felt safe enough to tell him, and happy that Jake was able to get this off his chest.

Beckendorf might've not known everything about his siblings, but he at least be there when they needed to talk, and that was all that mattered.

#mine #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians #my fic #my writing #percy jackson fic #fic #ao3 fanfic #ao3 link #charles beckendorf #jake mason #internalized homophobia #queer jake mason #canon queer character #gods bless him #anyway. have some big bro Charles

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redraven393 · 1 year ago

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catching up to Philza Minecraft Qsmp Streams Vod

30th June ya'll I've been sleeping my days off these past few days after the exam cause my body just crashed down

I have missed so much shits on the QSMP stuff holly hell the fuq happened

anyway LETS START WHOO

Welcome home PHILL

oh hey the Flower Fall shirt looks cool

dadza had been rambling about space

QSmp time

so many Flower creatures

KELP will HELP

dadza isn't sure about the slogan

LOL Forever

CHAYANNE AWAKE

AWW CHAT

ma boi I miss yu

TALLULAH WAKE UP

the"sir" stuff is Tallulah's admin right?

TALLULAH BABY HOW ARE YOU

Tallulah will get the whole solar system at this point

Chayanne shrine

AW NO TALLULAH

Holly that is so many Chayanne

the Crows love his son

Tallulah BACK!

WHALE WATCHING?!

AW TINNY TALLULAH WITH THE SAMBRERO

Chayanne and Chayanne

ah so they cloned themselves

oh god what happened

YEAH Ramon Saved the day such a good little hero

Chayanne why?-yeah that's fuq up

WHY ARE YOU KIDS WANT TO SEE A CROCODILE

did they fight a crocodile before???

don't use shaders kids

use you dragon magic kids- HE'S HERE

dangerous mission

omg Tallulah noo

yeah scold her Chayanne

magical trip

oh shit he's invis

nooo Ramon it's not drugs

EYYY he's HERE

Kids get up

oh, Mike had a barber?

wait why would Fit go to a barber?

ugh sea mission is scary

Ramon we don't kill whales they are endangered

"There is no shame in leaving" thankyou Fit

yes Ramon Pls you all in one life

Chef Chayanne lets gooooo

oh yeah good idea Tallulah safety first

Oh shit Chayanne didn't have one

Shave it off??

Noodle Soup!!! i want noodle soup today

oh god wat happened in the debate??

don't jinx us phill

ahh so Phil is in team Foolish-Phil noooo

I like that the kids always go for the trampoline first

HELLO MINECRAFT PHILLZA WE READY FOR ADVENTURE MINECRAFT PHLIZA

nervous abluoeto-RAMOOOONNNNN

what is there a TNT canon-wait Ramon-wait Chayanne-kidsss-oh shit-oh okay thank goodness-OMG KIDSS- CHAYANNE-OMG TALLULAH

good lord, I'm aging-omg Phill

oh no the solar system is here

bunch of manly men with boats

clean coal

boat timeee

oh shit the WHALE-DRIVEEE-Oh shit-omg these kids are killing me-oh shit CHAYANNE-oh noo TALLULAH

yeah two whales is enough

okay get cooking Chayanne

did ramon just trows away a tusk???

RAMOONN NOOO

waiting on Tallulah

its revenge for Baghera???

oh nooooo the whale

HOLLLY SHIT THE JUMP

omg

the Whale was gunning for it

ITS BEEN SO LONGGGGG

TALLULAH YOU BACK SWEETIE

either her or the whales

ohhhh Seafood menuuu

the trick to defeat the monument

ohh the seaside stuff had been decorated

off to the monument we go

ok here we go-ramon with the bomb-you two old men shut up-milk squid?

omg Fit is an Alpha and Phil is a Beta-someone pls shot me

Ramon works fast-creepy ghost fish-yey Phill killed em

things have been pretty smooth so far

OMG RAMON NO

Mission donee

HAIR CUT TIME

emotional support for the bald man lets go

wat? a giant squid?

lol Phil has trauma taking care of more than 2 eggs

HI CELLBIT

Fit and Ramon is a dangerous dad and son duo

Yummy~~~

WAT!!!! oh shit-

THAT IS OK CELLBIT

HI RICHA

really love the kid-ah of course burning village

another VIDCON TRIP in French

ohh a NEW video Game made by Cellbit pog

OMG RICHA HAPPY BIRTHDAY

oh no scarey barber

Dollified Richa

oh no the bike-Phil is taking revenge on Mike

Holly hell they fast ZOMING

wat?-OMG OH SHIT-that's the train? so cool

Hi mike hi Pac-OH GOD THEIR HAIR

YAEH PEER PRESURE-phil really cant say no to Tallulah huh??

TRAIN TIME-oh no out of fuel?-RAMON NO-TALLULAH NO

aww sweety

omg law suit evaded pog-omg the safety protocol is being ignored left and right

oh no Chat broken

HE'S IN

OH NO TALLULAH-subway surfer omg-the album omg-she is so her dad's child

Train conductor Chayanne LETS GO

RAMON PUT YUR ARMOUR ON-and stop griefing the Brazilian

"boys will be boys"

egg cats-sewer egg-hi Richa-OMG ITS RADIATION??

ohh it's done???

aww cute richa moment

hi cellbit-egg for the cake lets gooo

OMG BLOND BADBOYHALO

HE's BALD MARKIPLIER-PINK BRAID OMG-he feel Bonita

PHIL'S turn-Fuq HIM UP FAM-Dangerous

oh no Richa lock them in

love that Chayanne and Tallulah is the model good kid eggs like they are literally the cousin that every parent compares you to

Riddle time!-omg-Comedian Chayanne-HAH GOT EMM

A MONTH!?-until the election?-wet stone lol

HEY AYPIEREE-Ramon no

yeah TECHNICLY CORRECT-OMG FIT NO-the BELL HAND LETS GO

well maybe you will have feathers like that one dragon

lol everyone ready with a camera-omg good lord-fallen off Phil lets go

CELLBIT is YOUR TURN

dot mess the white he says-oh no that could be true

oh no RICHA LOOK THEM in

oh no yu okay?-noise canceling pog-aww Tallulah

oh Will is in Poland??-STOP BEING TALENTED AND GOOD

hello there-omg the Yaoi land is getting to them all

the voice is the problem or the catfish is

YEAH ARTIST RICHA APPRECIATION

no meta-gaming Phill

AWW SO CUTE

CELLBITS HAIR CUTS DONE-OMG LOL HE CALLED IT-THE CAT EARSSS OMG-EARING TOO

Worse than the torture he says lol

Furry Cellbit lets go

Richa Party lets go

turtle eggs?? oh it's from dapper,

omg he's is keeping it

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RICHAA- yu did perfect Phil

2 MONT LETS GOO

Mike no not at the eggs bday party

HOLLY SHIT PAC AND MIKE ARE KILLING IT

THE GIFTTSSS-so many foods from Chayanne-HOLLY SHIT RAMON

omg the mix they do with the flutes is so cool

What was that a radio?-a pancake?

Hi BADBOYHALO-loblond besties-omg Cellbit lol

HI DAPPER-the twins are fighting that's okay I guess

PHOTO TIME

cool beach they really did good

omg wat?-is that guy riding a dead decaying bird?-hu

wait-wat oh fuqin shit they're back-the Kids oh no -oh thank god thanks Bad

omg those fukers are back

OH FUQ OFF

yeah you jinx it Phill

oh god they can't hurt him

OMG THE KIDS

oh no he's going

OMG it's GOING TO THE NEST-omg it's going there

oh no the thing is trying to go inside

on the roof -where is it-fucker son of ditch hole bitch

bastard ditch suker- are the Kids safe in their room???

FUCK ALL OF THESE MOBS ARE ANNOYING

the thing still didn't catch any damage-oh fuq off he's trying to hurt the kids using the ghost

OH WAIT-OH FUQ-its in the window-oh okay but fuq

Leo?? oh god they are targeting her-omg Leo's Room was broken-just get lost already

WAT? TAKING PICTURES?-THAT BASTARD BITCH-OMG IT REALLY TAKING PICTURES

oh good lord Tallulah Sweetie I'm so sorry you have to see this

ok, I think it's gone now-you okay Chayanne?- THANK YOU FOREVER

Tallulah Darling I'm so sorry-okay it's gone thank god-are we safe?

ok so Leo and Pomme are targets

aww Tallulah darling I'm glad ur safe-okay back to safety

fuq that was fuking horrible-yeah that is annoying- yu jinx it

a wat?-omg defup-lol-the VOICE-multiple gegg nice-ah yes put him in the cage-oh he is not there?-lol is a zoo now

Phil that is not a lullaby

WE LOVE YOU TO KIDS BYE

the hotel is fuqed-Forever we need you

oh god its getting stronger

okay get ur rest old man

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lovely-echoo · 3 years ago

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Sleepy Bois Inc x FranBow!Reader

In-game AU

Part 1/? Pt.2

Plantonic!SBI x Young!Reader

(10/11 years old)

OneShot/Drabble(?)

Genderneutral reader (they/them) 💜

INFO; If you haven't played or seen game play of Fran Bow then you can skip this if you'd like. If you don't care then go ahead.

Summary; Basically if you've seen/played the game you should know how this goes, you take place of Fran. So you go/went through the same things she did and you still have Mr. Midnight. This takes place while Fran is still in the mental hospital and then got teleported near the SBI.

Honestly I kept thinking about this but was afraid to request it to anyone so I'm doing it my myself-

If I get any info wrong, I'm sorry! I rewatched Markiplier's game play so it shouldn't be way off.

P.s not everything is described the same.

(^ art by sunquids on twt)

CW/TW: mentions/includes of cussing, gore, death, blood, consumption of medication, sexual assault (brief mentions of Damian/The King)

Fluff/Normal

(Angst if you squint)

How you ended up there - How you met Philza and Technoblade

As you were walking around the hospital, you decided to take a pill to see if it'll help.

You watched as your vision blurred and some sort of demonic noises rang in your ears.

After a few seconds your vision cleared up, you took a look around the front desk.

The once dull and lifeless room had turned into this even duller and just plain deathly like room.

Blood was everywhere, random body parts of babies where thrown around. A skeletal figure was hung with what looked like an umbilical cord wrapped around its thin bones, it was connected to this baby covered by a blue blanket.

Just about everything looked grotesque.

Suddenly the floor ahead of you opened and this slimy black tentacle like arm grabbed you by the waist and pulled you in.

It seemed you may have passed out during your fall because you woke up to the sounds of hissing and supposedly two men.

Oh and let's not forget the killer headache causing the ringing in your ears. :)

You rubbed your eyes as you sat up, the light around you seemed much brighter than before.

You looked at the two men in front of you and then glanced down, you spotted Mr. Midnight!

His fur was spiked up and his ears were flat against his head. He seemed to be trying to protect you from the men.

Ignoring their presence you immediately scooped up your precious fur baby in your arms.

Your mind completely forgot about the fact there are two strange looking men in front of you.

A few droplets of water dripped down your (S/C) cheeks onto your (F/C) shirt/dress.

You started crying, so much happened in a short period of time and you found your cat you oh so desperately tried to find.

It panicked one of the adults. Said adult was an average tall man with slightly longer blond hair than average, he also had a green and white striped bucket hat. But what stuck out the most was the large pair of wings behind his back.

At first you thought that it was your pills fault but everywhere around you looked….

Normal?

It seemed like your meds wore off while you supposedly passed out.

But that doesn’t help or ease you at all. If the side effects wore off then how the hell did he have wings?!

The blond walked towards you slowly, like you were an injured puppy. His blue eyes roamed around your body, as if studying your every mouvements.

The other man who was beside him earlier seemed to tense up and looked at him as if he grew another head. He was on edge you assumed.

But he looked even weirder to you. He had long pink hair tied into a loose braid falling over his shoulder. Was it natural? He also had tusks peeking out from his bottom lip, they were large but not enough to be in the way. His skin seemed to be on the pinker side, it was roughed up with scars and calloused in certain areas. You noticed he had pig ears poking out his crown. Is he a king of sorts? Wait, that reminds you of someome... Oh! The king of course!

Ah yes, the king. You quite missed him actually, he was playful and let you use his cane- sword to get a key. But he didn't know about that part. You wonder if he's doing alright right know, the asylum sucks. And the shadow thing next to him said weird things to. Who exactly is the holy man? Why'd the shadow say he took off his clothes?

You couldn't dwell on it to much as you got distracted by the approaching man.

He reached out his hand to stop the winged male. “Phil-”

But the man named ‘Phil’ interrupted the crowned male by putting up his hand. He stopped his hand and let it limp to his side.

“It’s alright Tech, they seem harmless.” ‘Phil’ reassured, though ‘Tech’ nodded his head with a stern expression. There was still hesitance in his sharp red eyes.

‘Phil’ took the same hand he put up and reached it out to you. A soft and kind look in his eyes, you could’ve gotten lost in them if you weren’t careful.

“You alright there kid?” He asked, crouching down to meet your height from where you sat.

“Y-yeah, I think so…” You winced, your throat was hoarse and dry. You peered at ‘Phil’ as he took out this glass bottle with what you assumed was water.

He handed you the fragile bottle, he saw the look of hesitance in your childlike eyes. But something about them set off alarms in his head, they were dull. There’s nothing wrong with that of course! But they were too dull, at least for a mere kid.

He recognized a glint of trauma in your (Eye Shape) eyes, those beautiful (E/C) orbs had seen something they shouldn’t have. Haven’t they?

“Don’t worry mate, it’s fresh water.” He examined the way you handled the cork, you were inexperienced. He could tell you’ve never needed to do it, but why? It’s really the only way so far to keep water with you.

Did you not have any?

While he was lost in thought, you just had noticed he had an accent of sorts. Nothing wrong with it, you've just never heard of someone with it.

(^ Ignore that if you are british)

While the winged male was off in his own world the piglin hybrid watched as you sniffed the clear liquid in suspicion before letting your cat smell it as if you were looking for their approval.

To his surprise they did give it to you, the black cat nodded it’s head and squeaked out a meow. That strangely sounded like a yes- but he dismissed the thought. Probably was just the voices fucking with him.

You gulped down the water as if you hadn’t had any for months.

‘Why tf are they so desperate-’ ‘lowkey kinda concerned lmao’ ‘they look like they’d be an orphan tho’ ‘lmao maybe’ ‘idc about the kid, i want the cat’ ‘absolutely-’ ‘Nah fuck the cat, im allergic.’ ‘lol and?’ 'PFT ANY ASKERS???'

Those were all different voices speaking and overlapping each other.

Technoblade sighed as he glanced at his father, he knew him on the back of his hand. He let him be and slowly walked next to Phil and kneeled down.

“What’s your name kid?” he asked, taking the empty bottle you had handed him. “(Y/n), (Y/n) (L/n)/Bow.” You bluntly answered, looking at him in the eyes. He noticed how bloodshot they were, I mean you did cry not even 5 minutes ago.

"What's yours?" You questioned tilting your head a bit in the process.

Unbeknownst to you, some voices in a certain someone's head were losing their shit, squealing and chanting ‘protecc tiny bean’ over and over again.

"The name's Technoblade, but you can call me Techno." Strange name in your book but your not the one to judge. You simply nodded your head in acknowledgement.

"That guy is Philza, but you can call him Phil." He pointed his thumb to the unfocused man. Technoblade or Techno- cleared his throat.

“You’ve got somewhere to stay? Where are your parents?” “Why can’t you mind your business?”

Techno’s eyes twitched in annoyance and his teeth clenched to hold back any crude words.

Although he noticed the flash of pain in those dull (E/C) orbs of the mentions of your parents.

He sighed once again, something you noticed he did a lot. At least, so far he did.

“Look kid, do you have a place to stay or not?”

And that's how you ended up meeting your new family. . . <3

I may include a taglist if anyone's up to be tagged lmao

#mcyt x reader #platonic x reader #tommy innit x y/n #technoblade x reader #philza x reader #wilbur x reader #sleepy bois inc x reader #sbi x reader #fluff #mcyt #fran bow #franbow!reader #reader as fran bow #mr. midnight #cat #tiny bit of angst #only if you squint tho

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griffintail · 4 years ago

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Hi I'm so so sorry for bothering you! I absolutely love your child reader x parent dreamsmp series, it's amazing!! I had an idea for the lost ones though, or a seperate scenario if that's okay!!! What if the baby was a witch? Witches exist in minecraft, so what if as the child gets older, their powers grow. Windows breaking when they cry, things floating mid air, sparks and fires from their hands, things like that?? I think it'd be really interesting if you want to write it!! If not all the lost ones, then just tge sbi seperate please! Thank you so so very much, i love this series and i cant wait till the next part!!!!!

Magical Born

Pairings: Tommy, Technoblade, Wilbur, Philza, and Ghostbur x F! Child! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of raids, mentions of death, light blood, light violence

A/N: It’s based on Lost Ones Canon, all over the timeline, but it is NOT canon. I didn’t write all of Lost Ones because it’s already a lot to write Lost Ones as its own entity :P I added Ghostbur though for fun because I just really like Ghostbur. Technically he’s part of the SBI!

I went further than planned though so enjoy. ♥

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TommyInnit

Tommy screamed as he ran from Fundy, who had caught him stealing from his house, (Y/N) sitting on his shoulders as she laughed. He was making for the sewers as (Y/N) waved at Fundy.

“Bye, bye furry.” She smiled.

“YOU’RE SO DEAD TOMMY!” Fundy shouted.

But now Tommy was laughing hysterically as he quickly turned a corner and made for Tubbo’s entrance into the sewer. Tubbo startled when his door opened.

“What the—” Tubbo questioned.

“No time, good luck big man.” Tommy saluted, (Y/N) waving her hand before Tommy held (Y/N) and jumped into the entrance.

“WHERE IS HE!” Fundy came in a moment later.

“Damn it, Tommy,” Tubbo muttered under his breath.

Tommy laughed as he pushed his wet hair back, (Y/N) clapping her hands.

“Big score for us little (F/L). And extra disc time for calling him furry.” Tommy grinned. “Let’s get home with it all.” Tommy walked along the pathway, letting (Y/N) walk behind him.

(Y/N) clapped excitedly hearing extra disc time. She bounced slightly behind him as Tommy was bragging about this adventure.

“The furry may be an easy target to take, but we managed to escape successfully, becoming richer!” Tommy said to the little girl, who continued to bounce, announcing as she did.

“Boing!” She giggled.

Tommy chuckled, not looking back at her. She had a lot of energy like him and always had to find easy solutions to let it out.

“Boing!” She squealed with delight and Tommy froze where he was walking as she…float over and past him??

“…What the fuck?!” He shouted, dropping the bag of stolen loot.

“Boing!” She jumped over to the other walkway of the sewer water.

Tommy put his hands through his hair as he watched his child fucking float.

“What the fuck is going on?” He muttered, looking around.

She jumped over to him, and he yelped as he caught her, staring at her.

“Hi, big man.” She giggled.

“We’re going back to Tubbo.” Tommy nodded, picking the bag and walking back down the tunnel. “No jumping.”

(Y/N) gave a pout but didn’t jump as she followed after Tommy. He had her go up the ladder first before following after. Luckily, Tubbo had gotten rid of Fundy, looking rather miffed as he went back to sorting his chests.

“I already got rid of Fundy, what are you doing?” Tubbo groaned, seeing the pair.

“Dude, you got to see this, I don’t get it,” Tommy told him. “Ok, (Y/N) jump.”

She smiled again before bouncing around. Tubbo raised an eyebrow as she bounced around like normal and Tommy was concerned for his mental health for a moment when she started to take large leaps again.

“What the hell!” Tubbo freaked out.

“Exactly!” Tommy motioned to the girl, who was making her own sound effects as she jumped.

“Could…has she always done this?”

“NO! You think I wouldn’t say if she always did this?!”

“What the hell?” Tubbo put a hand on his head.

“I know!”

Then (Y/N) jumped too high and hit her head on the ceiling, crashing on the ground.

“Shit!” Tommy flailed his arms for a moment before rushing over to the little girl.

He made sure she had no serious injuries as she started to tear up then cry.

“Hey, it’s ok.” Tommy tried to assure her, gently rubbing where she hit her head.

But she only cried harder and Tommy and Tubbo both screamed as the windows in the room exploded. Tommy was hugging (Y/N) to him, looking at Tubbo with wide eyes as Tubbo was looking around wildly at the shattered glass.

“What’s going on?” Tubbo gestured wildly to the windows.

“I don’t know!” Tommy said exasperated, still gently rubbing his hand on her head, the effect doing good now.

The little girl died down to sniffles as Tommy connected the dots.

“Wait, she cried and the windows broke. I think that was her.”

“What?”

“I-I don’t get how it works but she’s doing these crazy things.”

“Do-Do you think she’s magic or some crap?” Tubbo threw out whatever he could.

Tommy’s eyes went wide as he nodded. “That has to be it! I mean…I don’t know where she came from after all.” He muttered now, looking at the little girl.

“So, what, she’s a witch?” Tubbo huffed.

“I guess…” Then Tommy’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Tubbo, can you imagine all the things we could get away with?”

Tubbo frowned as Tommy now, as Tommy put (Y/N) down as she had calmed down.

“This could be great! We’ll need to figure out how to teach her of course…”

“We don’t even know what we’re doing with her as a normal kid!” Tubbo flailed his arms.

“But she’s still alive.” Tommy pointed at his friend and Tubbo put his head in his hands. “We’ll be the greatest, richest crime trio!”

“She’s a child!” Tubbo protested but Tommy picked (Y/N) up.

“You can help me out now little (F/L).”

The chaos they could cause once they figured out exactly (Y/N)’s powers were. Tommy couldn’t wait.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Wilbur

“Alright little star, we have to go talk with a few people today but after, we’ll play together, just you and me,” Wilbur promised the little girl as he held her hand.

They were wearing their matching L’Manberg uniforms and (Y/N) was humming as she walked beside him, their first stop at Niki’s bakery.

“Ok.” She nodded with a smile.

“Thank you, little star. Why don’t we get some cookies from Niki to make sure we’re not hungry while we walk?” Wilbur offered with a smile.

“Yes pwease!” (Y/N) grinned.

“Please.” Wilbur corrected gently.

“Hello!” Niki greeted the pair as they came in. “How are you two?”

“We’re well Niki, I hope you are as well.” Niki nodded and Wilbur went on. “I’ve come to talk to a few the citizens around L’Manberg,” Wilbur told her. “And we were also hoping to have some of your best cookies while we’re working.”

“Your very best.” (Y/N) agreed.

“Of course, I just finished a new batch. Would you like to see?”

(Y/N) looked up at Wilbur with puppy dog eyes and he chuckled. “Alright, but you have to stay away from the furnaces, they’re going to be hot.”

“Ok!” She nodded before the two went around back into Niki’s area.

As (Y/N) watched the woman in infatuation put a new batch into the oven as she was taking the other out, putting them up to cool for the few minutes Wilbur was talking with her about how her life in L’Manberg was. The adults continued to talk as (Y/N) was now looking at the furnaces curiously, wondering how the fire worked to make the cookies. While she was, Niki suddenly screamed, making the little girl jump as Wilbur looked around in a panic to see why she screamed.

Wilbur saw after a moment, (Y/N)’s hands had little fires on them! (Y/N) spotted them as well and gave a shriek as his reactions kicked in as he spotted a bucket of water. He snatched it up before quickly throwing it on his little girl. The fire was gone as the girl stood soaking wet, Wilbur bolting over to check her hands.

“I told you not to go near the furnaces!” Wilbur scolded as he carefully took her hands.

“I-I didn’t daddy.”

Wilbur looked at her hands confused though. She didn’t have a single burn.

“How…” He muttered.

“I stayed away. Just like you said.” (Y/N) shifted uncomfortably in her wet clothes.

Wilbur looked at Niki, who had run and came back with a health potion.

“She’s not hurt,” Wilbur told her.

“What?” Niki looked at him with wide eyes.

“I-I don’t know how,” Wilbur said, looking back at the little girl, freezing up as he did.

All of the sudden…her clothes and hair were completely dry! He hesitated before touching her jacket, indeed finding it free of water.

“Niki…I have no clue what’s going on.” Wilbur gently pulled (Y/N) to him. “Sweetie, how did you do that?”

“Do what?” She asked confused.

“You don’t have any water on you anymore.” Wilbur pointed out to her and she looked at her clothes, before shrugging.

“I don’t know.”

“Have…you ever done that before?” He questioned and she shrugged again.

“How…how do you think it happened,” Niki asked him.

“I’m not sure,” Wilbur muttered. “I need to send a letter to Phil or Techno; they’ve seen a lot more things in their time. I appreciate it if you didn’t mention this to anyone Niki.”

“Of course.” The soft-spoken woman nodded.

“Thank you, we’re going to go home early little star.” Wilbur stood up.

Niki still gave them a few cookies and Wilbur brought (Y/N) home, making a bird call outside first.

“Whoa, that was cool!” (Y/N) grinned as a crow landed on Wilbur’s shoulder.

“It’s one of my father’s crows, they’re usually all around,” Wilbur told her as they went inside.

“Your dad?”

“I guess I’ve never told you about him.” Wilbur chuckled quietly as he sat, writing a letter to both Techno and Phil. “My father, Philza Mine Craft, is pretty old but he’s a great dad. He taught me a lot and he’s been through a lot. I’ve told him about you a few times, I suppose I forgot to tell you about him in return.” Wilbur ruffled her hair lightly, making her giggle. “I don’t talk to my brother Techno as much though…we had some arguments in the past. I’m hoping maybe we’ll put that aside to see what be happening with you.”

He signed off the letters and let the crow have them before they flew off.

“We’ll know in a few days though I suppose. Now, let’s play some music while we eat these cookies.” Wilbur offered out.

Waiting for a return letter became a little more desperate the next few days. Not only had Wilbur found his daughter’s hands liked to spontaneously combust with flames sometimes, through some careful observing, but he also found if she was particularly happy she’d find herself being able to jump to his height; and thanks to Tommy, when the boy had come to visit to get instructions from Wilbur, he decided to scare the little girl, causing her to scream and Tommy, in turn, screamed when all the windows shattered.

“Not a word!” Wilbur immediately demanded as he made sure (Y/N) wouldn’t step on any glass. “To anyone.”

“What the fuck?!” Tommy screeched.

Wilbur was tempted to force the boy to stay at the house to ensure word didn’t get out but after a bit of time, he got Tommy to promise him. Finally, two separate letters came in to tell him the same thing.

(Y/N) might be a witch.

Techno was a bit blunter about it, proceeding to tell Wilbur off a bit for just taking some orphan, but Wilbur knew it was just his brother’s ways and didn’t hold it against him. Phil’s letter had a bit more useful information and he had once researched witches. Wilbur kept that letter safe as he came out to find (Y/N) jumping around with her powers. She was smart and figured out how to activate it, she often liked to play with her floating power.

Wilbur wondered what else she might be able to do…It was a rather terrifying thought but he’d learn regardless. She was still his little star, witch or not.

“You’re getting good at that little star.” Wilbur praised as he came over.

He also let the thought cross his mind if that’s why she was abandoned but pushed it away. That didn’t matter, she was his little girl now and they’d figure it out together.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Technoblade

Techno watched from the porch with crossed arms as (Y/N) laughed while running from Tommy, who was armed with two snowballs. Tommy did know how to bring the energy out of his kid. (Y/N) stumbled and fell, Tommy, grinning with victory as he stood over her but the little girl reacted fast and threw snow at him before running again with a giggle at Tommy’s temporary blindness.

Tommy shouted profanities as Techno smirked, the voices praising his child. That’s his little girl.

“How much longer are you two going to be out here?” Techno called now.

“Not much longer!” Tommy shouted before swearing again as (Y/N) managed to hit with a snowball while he was distracted. “THAT’S CHEATING!”

“All is fair in war!” She demanded.

“Don’t track snow in the house,” Techno told them before going back into the house.

Phil was tending to one of his crows as Techno came back in.

“They alright?” Phil asked.

“They’re fine.” Techno nodded, going over to his enchanting equipment.

“I’m proud of you, mate. For taking in that little girl and making sure she’s happy.”

Techno simply shrugged as he was glad, he had taken in the little girl as well. Life would be nearly the same. He often thought about how things might have been different if she wasn’t around, he probably would have already taken out L’Manberg but he held back for her. He didn’t need people hunting him down again right now and find out about her…

He was taking off his pick to put a new enchantment on it when his world slowed hearing a scream and Tommy shouting loudly. Running out with his pick in hand, Phil grabbing his sword off a chest as he ran after, he found (Y/N) shaking on the ground as a wolf stalked towards her as Tommy had a bloody arm. Techno dropped his pick as he ran over, taking off his crossbow, a bolt already loaded.

He took a shot at the wolf but his panic made him sloppy and he missed! It went over the wolf, it not noticing until…

The bolt turned around all of the sudden and hit the wolf right in the front leg. It gave a yelp, snarling as it backed away from the little girl now, who was scrambling back.

“B-Bad wolf!” She shouted as she shook.

The wolf noticed the approaching pissed off man and cut its losses, running off with a limp. Techno was most certainly confused about the bolt but he had other worries. Phil was already going over, tending to Tommy as Techno came next to (Y/N), putting a hand on her shoulder.

“You, ok? It didn’t hurt you, did it?” He asked as he quickly checked the little girl.

“No.” She shook her head before hugging him. “It hurt Tommy.”

“I know, Phil’s got him though.” Techno hugged her before picking her up. “Let’s get inside.”

Phil was helping Tommy inside as Techno followed, picking up his pick.

“If it hurt Tommy, is it ok it got hurt?” (Y/N) asked Techno.

“Yes, because it was about to hurt you too. So, it’s ok. That’s defense.” Techno told her but he wasn’t sure what happened.

The bolt had certainly missed and then flew back, striking it in the leg.

“I didn’t want to hurt it.” She mumbled. “But it’s right.”

Techno was confused by her words, but maybe she had gotten confused with her own words. He put it to the side for now as he spent a bit of time with her for the rest of the day to make sure she was alright. After he put her down to sleep, he came down into the main room where Phil was sitting by the fire. Techno sat across from him and brought up the thought he had put aside.

“(Y/N) said something weird today.”

“What was that?” Phil looked at him.

“She said she didn’t want to hurt that wolf. Like she was the one who fired the crossbow.”

Phil hummed, looking out the window. “Something was weird, I saw that bolt move on it’s on.”

“Good, I’m not losing my mind.”

Phil gave a quiet laugh. “Not yet my son. But something odd did happen. Have you ever seen anything like that?”

“No…Not around here at least. I’ve seen witches do stuff like that though. That’s why they’re difficult to kill sometimes.” Techno took off his mask for the day, putting it down safely on the fireplace mantle. “If there had been a good witch around, I’d say it was them.”

“I haven’t seen a witch in some time. Pretty rare these days, some people don’t like their power with magic and hunt them down. They’ve pretty much gone into hiding.” Phil nodded.

“Sounds about right,” Techno grumbled, leaning against the stone of the fireplace, closing his eyes.

“Mate, you don’t think…(Y/N) might be a witch?”

“Doubt it. Would have meant she was magic born; they wouldn’t have just left her on someone’s doorstep for them to die.”

“It’s rare but she could have been naturally born, with normal parents, and we’re now just finding out.”

“Even then, when she was born, she shows signs. A magical birth has effects while they’re born. The parents would have known.”

That made Techno frown now at the thought as he looked over at quiet Phil, who had the same frown. They were both thinking the same thing; what if they left her because of the magical birth?

“It would explain why she said she hurt the wolf.” Phil leaned back as well on the other side of the fireplace.

“Yeah…I’ll find out more in the mor—”

Both Phil and Techno jumped up with muscle memory at the sound of (Y/N) screaming. Phil’s crows cried out in panic as Techno was first up the ladder to find (Y/N) whimpering as she hugged herself as a few objects floated around the room. Techno went to her side as Phil came up, Tommy shouting up as he had been startled awake by the noise.

“Hey, it’s ok little goddess,” Techno muttered to her, putting a hand on her side.

“T-The wo-wolf.” She whimpered.

“It can’t hurt you. I won’t let it.” Techno told her, sitting next to her and pulling her into him. “And neither will Phil or Tommy.”

She gave a few more soft whimpers before everything in the room slowly floated down, Tommy standing on the ladder, watching amazement.

“You’re alright,” Techno promised, looking at Phil, the two sharing a meaningful look. “We won’t let anything or one hurt you.”

There was just more of a reason to keep (Y/N) their secret. He’d have to brush up on his knowledge about witches as well.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Phil

“Alright, it’s been a while since I’ve done this,” Phil told the little girl. “So, I got to do a bit of practice.”

“Ok.” The little girl tried to have patience as she was taught but couldn’t help but bounce in excitement.

Phil chuckled, ruffling her hair, before spreading his wings. “Ok, let’s see if I still remember this…”

He took a deep breath before taking flight; he grinned as he felt the wind flying by, enjoying the wonderful memories that came to him. Flying had been something he had really missed. From the ground, (Y/N) cheered in the snow as she jumped, clapping. Phil chuckled at his little girl’s reaction as he took a few warm-up laps to make sure his wings were truly back in shape.

Techno looked up from his work at the commotion, coming out as he took off his glasses. Going out, he looked to see Phil snapping by in flight and he smiled watching his father flying again. He had seen how it affected him to be trapped on the ground. Across the field, he spotted his little sister running after their father rather uselessly but she jumped as she followed after the older man, cheering as she did.

The older brother shook his head as he watched his father again as he leaned his back on the railing, a few of Phil’s crows flying beside him as they were going over the roof. Techno was watching when another figure went over his head, giving a shriek.

“Techno!” (Y/N) said and Techno fell backward off the railing of the steps, his cape over his face, but he shouted out.

“PHIL!”

Phil looked over to find his daughter now falling to the ground?! With practiced ease, he turned and caught the girl before she hit the ground. He took a bit of a crash into the snow as his crows gave out a few cries in panic but he was alright. It wasn’t the first time he had crashed after a flight.

(Y/N) looked around a bit of daze before grinning and throwing up her arms. “Again!”

“Did you throw her?!” Phil exclaimed as Techno threw his cape off his face.

“What!? No!” Techno huffed as he stood up, brushing snow off himself. “I was watching you and all of the sudden she was over my head!”

“That makes no sense, mate.”

“I didn’t throw her; I actually like her more than my brothers.”

Phil looked at the little girl, who was still grinning even though she could have gotten hurt. “What happened?”

“I jumped and I flew like you! It was a bit scary and I almost fell.” She told him animatedly. “But then you caught me and it was like Whoosh!”

Phil looked at Techno as Techno was raising an eyebrow at the explanation.

“Y-You jumped and flew?” Phil turned his attention back to her.

She nodded. “I was jumping after you because I was excited.”

“Why…don’t we go inside and then I’ll take you on a flight, alright?” Phil asked her.

She gave a little pout but nodded. He nodded as well before standing up, letting her walk on her own. Techno followed the pair in and they let (Y/N) be before Phil spoke to Techno alone.

“I…have a feeling (Y/N) might have magic.”

“You think?” Techno snorted. “Where’d you find her again?”

“A village during a raid,” Phil muttered, glancing over at (Y/N) as she was playing with a few of her toys as one of his crows kept an eye on her as a few of them were just as protective of her as he was.

“They could have been there to get her family. Pillagers tend to like magic and hearing about magic users, they probably were there for them.”

Phil nodded. It made sense; the village he had found was a pretty small farming village it had seemed. It had been odd to him how they were raided but now it made a bit of sense…

“Guess I’ll have to brush up a bit on my witch knowledge. It’s been a few years since I’ve run across one, good or bad.”

“Yeah, it’s been some time. Heard around the arctic that a few of them were going into hiding. Probably because of the pillagers.” Techno nodded, as he went over to his potions to do a bit of work.

“Dadza! Your crows talk?!” (Y/N) exclaimed in excitement.

Phil paled as Techno snorted into his potion ingredients chest.

“You need to learn what the hell they can do too,” Techno said.

That was going to take a bit of time to learn.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ghostbur

“No one else was in the room where it happened. The room where it happened. The room where it happened.”

Ghostbur clapped as he sat on nothing as he floated above the ground as he watched his daughter sing and do her own little dance. Tommy had taught her all about his favorite musical and taught her a few of the songs. She now wanted to show off what she learned to her father and Ghostbur was more than happy to sit and watch his little blue. He even made sure Friend was there to give her a proper little audience.

She stumbled over a few words occasionally but he loved watching and listening to her regardless. Once she finished the song, she gave a little curtsy with her hoodie and Ghostbur clapped, giving a joking call of an encore as Friend gave a baa. She giggled, coming over and hugging him. He gladly returned the hug, nuzzling the top of her hoodie.

“That was wonderful little blue! I can teach you a few more songs and you can sing more for Friend and me!” He smiled.

“Please.” She nodded eagerly.

“I’ll have to get a few of my books from L’Manberg, so we can do it tomorrow,” Ghostbur promised her. “We can all go visit Phil as well and you can show him how wonderful you are. Wasn’t it wonderful Friend?”

The sheep gave another noise and (Y/N) giggled, letting go of Ghostbur and hugged Friend now.

“Thank you, Friend. You’re a very good friend.”

“We should get inside, it’s almost time for dinner.” Ghostbur stood now.

“Ok, can I ride on you, Friend?” She asked the sheep and the sheep didn’t make a noise of acceptance or protest. “He said yes.”

“Thank you, Friend,” Ghostbur told their sheep friend before putting (Y/N) on top of the sheep.

After, he took the lead and took the pair to their home in Logstedshire. (Y/N) gently petted Friend’s wool as Ghostbur brought the pair inside, not seeing Tommy, which meant he was downstairs in his chest room.

“What do you want to eat today little blue?” Ghostbur asked the girl as he helped her off Friend.

“Carrots and potatoes.”

“Ok.” Ghostbur nodded, petting Friend before going to cook.

He made food for (Y/N) and set her up at the table before brewing a few potions he was low on. He hummed as he brewed, (Y/N) happily enjoying her meal as she talked to Friend. Ghostbur occasionally glanced over with a smile at his little blue and the last time he glanced over, he saw Tommy had come up and snuck up behind the little girl. Ghostbur was about to speak as he held a potion bottle but Tommy moved first.

“BOO!” Tommy gave (Y/N) a scare as he took her shoulders.

The little girl shrieked…before disappearing.

Ghostbur and Tommy both stood there for a moment before (Y/N) spoke, gasping.

“Daddy! I’m like you!”

Tommy screamed at that, jumping back as Ghostbur dropped his potion bottle, shattering it on the floor. He floated as he went towards the table.

“(Y/N)? Are you…invisible?” Ghostbur asked, unsure how to process this

“I can’t see me.” She spoke.

“HOW?!” Tommy flailed at the empty spot.

It was another moment before the little girl appeared in the chair again, grinning. Tommy put his hands through his hair as Ghostbur feet touched the ground again as he stood in front of the little girl. There were a few beats of silence before he grinned.

“You are like me!” He picked her up, hugging her. “This is a very fantastic day!”

“You found her Ghostbur! She’s not supposed to be like you!” Tommy protested.

Ghostbur pouted at that as he nuzzled the top of her head. “She can still be like me if I found her.”

“I…I’m getting Phil. This is not normal and he’ll know.” Tommy pointed at the pair before leaving the house, too freaked out to stay inside.

“He doesn’t understand yet,” Ghostbur whispered to the little girl before grinning. “Maybe I can teach you to do it on your own like me!”

Ghostbur had cleaned up the glass quickly as he made (Y/N) stay on Friend just to be safe before he sat with her on the floor, trying to teach her to go invisible excitedly. The moon was a good bit into the sky when Tommy came back, a worried-looking Phil coming in.

“Phil! We were going to see you tomorrow!” Ghostbur grinned. “(Y/N) wanted to show you a few things.”

“Like…what?” Phil questioned carefully.

“She learned a lot of songs and we were going to learn more. Then at dinner, she turned invisible like me! Isn’t that wonderful?”

“See? I wasn’t lying!” Tommy motioned.

“Calm down Tommy,” Phil told the younger boy before sitting on the floor with Ghostbur and (Y/N). “Is that true (Y/N)? You did that?”

She nodded, smiling widely. “I learned a lot of songs and I disappeared like daddy.”

“Have…you ever done that before? Disappear like that?”

She hummed before shaking her head. “No.”

“It’s new?”

She and Ghostbur nodded.

“Well…She could be magical born.” Phil threw out, looking at Ghostbur and Tommy.

“What the hell does that mean?” Tommy asked as he stood next to Phil.

“She’s a witch. Her parents would have probably been too. It’s extremely rare to have a magical born in a non-magical family. And as the house that Ghostbur found (Y/N) was the way…it was.” Phil avoided the details but Ghostbur floated off the ground as he remembered. “It would make sense; some people aren’t keen on witches.”

Tommy frowned at the thought with Phil as Ghostbur tried to just ignore the bad images. As Ghostbur looked away from Phil, he looked at (Y/N) to see her sticking her tongue out slightly as she had her eyes closed as well, looking to be concentrating. What she was concentrating on doing made Ghostbur grin widely.

“(Y/N) can float too!” Ghostbur cheered, making the little girl open her eyes and grin herself.

“I’m like daddy!”

Ghostbur laughed as he scooped her into his arms, cuddling with her. Tommy and Phil shared a look though. They had to make sure Ghostbur wasn’t vocal about this…They couldn’t let little blue lose another life just for being a witch after all…

But Ghostbur didn’t think about that as he was simply ecstatic about his special little blue.

#mcyt x reader #mcyt imagine #mcyt fanfiction #tommyinnit x reader #ghostbur x reader #wilbur soot x reader #technoblade x reader #philza x reader #dreamsmp x reader

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elliotl · 3 years ago

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dream wakes up one day to see Kristin Minecraft, Goddess of Death hovering over his bed, haloed in a bright, blinding light.

"take care of rosie," She says. "also here's your cat and dog back."

hope and arlo worm their way out from behind her, coming to furiously lick dream's face. after dream finishes petting them, he looks up, and She is gone

/rp/dsmp Here is Mumza and Dream. I went a little wild and added stuff. I hope you like it!

Dream was not sure if he was awake or dreaming. His eyes were opened like two little slits and he looked at the blinding light in front of him. He slowly sees the black hair and the kind face which started at him. "Hello Dream," Dream fully opened his eyes, his back pressed against the headboard. "Do you recognize me?" The figure smiled at him. Dream had never seen a smile so peaceful, it was almost like Phil's warm laughter but much more calming. "Are..are you her?" Dream spoke. He wiped the sweat from his forehead as the goddess chuckled. "Has Phil only told you this much about me?" The goddess asked and patted Dream's cheek. Dream nodded wondering how she glowed like the moonlight. "It's alright. I'm Kristin the goddess of Death." Dream would be lying if he wasn't terrified. Goddess of Death, of course. So calm so serene. Dream touched his own cheek remember the soothing touch. Is that what death felt like? The final one? Dream knew that 'her' was goddess of Death but didn't know her name. "Kristin?" "I know right? Such a simple name for someone like me? I'm not fancy like you alright," Kristin smiled and rolled her eyes, the veil coming down from her hat seemed like it had stars woven in it. The goddess of Death was joking with him. Dream surely must be dreaming. But everything seemed so real. The soothing touch, the melodious laughter, the dark eyes which held the secrets of life, death and revival. Was his time done here? "Why are you here?" Dream spoke focusing on the black-silver smoke which surrounded her. Void and light. "For you and Rosie," Kristin spoke as she walked to his desk and touched his little origami figures which represented the syndicate. "No you cant take her please," Dream spoke as he pushed off the blanket and got off the bed. "Take me its alright but— but not her. She has done nothing wrong!" Dream was kneeling down, with praying hands and looking desperately at the Goddess who was inspecting his room, amused at the trinkets he had made over time. "Cant I just visit ones I care about huh?" Kristin spoke in a low voice, a tinge of sadness in it. "I'm not always here to take people to the— anyways. Can you do something for me Dream?" "I'm sorry for assuming," Dream looked at her unsure now. This is not what the old tales say. This is unusual. "How can i do something for you? I'm just a dude." "Well you are just a dude who cares right?" Kristin came to his level and held one side of his cheek. Her eyes bore into him making him remember everything he cared about and loved. A tear slipped his eye but he composed himself. He didnt answer. "I care about things to you know. A lot. Gods don't escape the bounds of love Dream," Kristin smiled as she remembered Phil. He was her angel. "You humans and hybrids go lengths to protect what you love but I can't. The gods can't, we are just mere bystanders." The surrounding was imitating the goddess's feelings. The sad but homely warmth touched Dream's heart as he listened to the calm voice. "So will you take care of Rosie for me?" Kristin spoke as took his hands in her own. She had seen he was already whole and soul attached to Phil. Phil didnt need protection. The trio which caused destruction knew very well where their hearts belonged. "Phil brought her here because I wanted it," Kristin informed and chuckled. "He is what you call as a simp for me. You already like her I know, but can you just take care of her for me?" "Yes. Yes of course I can," Dream was surprised he didnt stutter. Kristin ruffled his hair and pinched his cheek. "So its done then," Kristin smiled. "You better take care of yourself cuz I dont wanna see you anytime soon alright?" "Yes. Yes ma'am." "No. It's Kristin, not ma'am or whatever." "Okay Kristin." Dream smiled at her. "Oh and here is something for you," Kristin winked and two silver lights glowed before turning into a dog and a cat who jumped on Dream taking him by surprise. The cat was nuzzling its head in the crook of his neck while the dog

licked his face wagging its tail. "Hope. Arlo," Dream squealed as he hugged both the pets. "Oh my gosh. You're here. You're here. Thank you Kristin." Dream looked up smiling but there was no one in the room.

#dreblr #evwrites #asksv #c!dream #goddess of death #mumza #kristin #arlo #hope #hope the prison cat #arlo the prison dog

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trico-cottage · 4 years ago

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❀Beware the Faeries -Ranboo x Reader (Platonic)-

Pairing: Ranboo x Reader (Platonic)

Gn!reader

Warnings: Angst, some language, angry Dadza

Word Count: 2,017

A/N: I'm so sorry I got super carried away for this. I only meant to make a bit of angst, and then it kept going. I'm willing to make a guaranteed fluff to make it up to everyone. Just send your requests

Part One

*Ranboo POV*

"Where did you get this?" Phil asked sternly, holding the delicate purple flower in a tight grasp. "I already told you, I got it in the forest." I replied, looking up from my journal. "Yes, 3 bloody weeks ago Ranboo. Now I'm going to ask you again. Where did you get this flower from?" Phil hisses out.

"I-I got it from someone I met while I was in the forest." I answered, scared of why he was so angry. "It's not a big deal, they were very nice, and they practiced magic as well." I told him, hoping to help relieve his worries. However, this only made Phil angrier. His eyes widen and he throws the flower to the ground, crushing it under his boot. "Phil!" I yell, jumping up while staring at the place his boot stood.

"I can't believe you were so careless. I mean, accepting a flower from a fucking fae?! Have Techno and I taught you nothing?" Phil yelled, now seeming more frantic than angry. I look up to meet his eyes, understanding his concern. "A faerie? I didn't kno-" I was cut off by Phil grabbing my shoulders. "Ranboo, you know the fae are dangerous, and you know you should never accept a bloody gift from them. They have nothing but ill intent, and now you've brought it straight into our home."

I quickly wipe my eyes on my sleeve, ridding my eyes of the burning tears before they fell. "Phil, I'm sorry, I didn't know." I say in a small voice. "They just seemed so nice, I- I didn't know." I repeat.

Techno enters the room, seeing how Phil was still gripping my shoulders. "Phil, what is all the yelling about?" He asks, his hand coming off of the axe on his hip. Phil releases me and turns to Techno. "Ranboo accepted a gift from a faerie." He explains simply. Techno tenses, walking over to us. "You're sure it was a fae, how do you know?" He asks.

Phil lifts his boot and we all look down at it. The flower is completely undamaged, returned to its original size and petals as vibrant as ever. He lets out a breath, closing his eyes and rubbing the bridge of his nose. After a moment, he lifts his head, looking back to Techno. In an unspoken agreeance, Techno leaves the room and Phil bends down to pick up the flower.

"What are you guys doing?" I ask, following Phil as he walks to the living area. "We're going to need to kill them." He said, tossing the flower into the fireplace. We both watch as the flames surround it, doing nothing to damage it. I look to Phil and meet his eyes. "What do you mean kill them? They didn't do anything." I say frantically. "What part of fae do you not fucking understand Ranboo? They are dangerous and evil creatures, and they only gave you that flower to trap you. We have to kill them to release the magic and destroy the flower. That's the only way to break the curse." Phil explains harshly.

We turn as Techno enters the room, his old iron axe in hand along with a bow and quiver of arrows for Phil. "Iron is their only known weakness, so lets hope we can brute force it." He explains, handing the archery set to Phil. My head is spinning with all of the information, and I can't do anything but watch as the two men prep for the mission.

*Reader POV*

As I'm busy cleaning some dishes, I feel crushing feeling in my chest. It wasn't painful, but I immediately knew why it happened. Ranboo had crushed the flower. I put a hand over my chest, and walk to sit at my table. Why would he have crushed it? What did I do to make him decide that?

After a few minutes, I pull myself together and go back to my chores, only to be interrupted soon after by a fiery burn in the same spot as before. I am unable to stop my fae wings from erupting into existence at the feeling. It had been years since I had last seen my wings, they stretched and fluttered upon their release. I knew that I had to follow the flower and find Ranboo to ask why. I walk from my home and leave my wings to do the rest, my instincts following the pull of the flower.

In a mere matter of minutes, I arrive at a quaint house. I land at the door and rest my hand on the wood, gathering the courage to knock. I take a deep breath and carefully knock on the door, waiting for Ranboo to answer. I hear a few voices discussing something inside, and I consider turning and going back home. My thoughts are interrupted by the door being opened harshly.

On the other side, I am greeted by a man with broad shoulders and pink hair neatly draped over his shoulder. He is wearing a mask with sharp tusks and a pig face, with deep red eyes glaring at me from behind it. I open my mouth to ask for Ranboo, but I'm unable to get a word out as the man grabs me and pulls me inside the house.

As soon as he closes the door, he harshly pushes me against it, holding me there by my throat. I struggle to grab at his arms, trying to get him to release me. As he holds me, I look past him and see Ranboo standing with another man. Ranboo looks as terrified as me while he struggles to hold back the tears brimming in his eyes.

"Why are you here, what do you want with him?" The man with Ranboo asks, his words calm, but threatening. I try chocking out some words, and the masked man lets up his grip enough for me to speak.

"I don't know what you're talking about I swear! I just wanted to know why Ranboo destroyed the flower I gifted him." I cry out, panicked. The man glares at me. "We know what you are fae, so release the curse and leave forever, or we will kill you." He threatens. My eyes widen at his words and I gasp out in shock. "No please, let me explain. I am of fae origin, but I am not devious I swear! Please just let me go and let me explain myself!" I beg.

The masked man holding me looks back to the other one, silently asking what he wanted to do. The man nods slightly and my captor guides me through the room to a chair and shoves me down, grabbing his axe to remind me I can't try anything.

I look from the axe, up to Ranboo and his friend, taking a deep breath as I prepare to explain. "You're right, I am a faerie, but only partially. My mother was a witch and she despised the fae, but was forced to work with them when she made the accident of falling for their trap. They knew she had wanted a child, so they offered to bless her with one. She had no choice but to accept, so they granted her a pregnancy. So yes, I am part fae, but I never embraced them. My mother taught me everything she could and sent me to the forest spirits. She sacrificed herself to the fae's evil tricks in order to have me embrace the good of the forest instead. I promise I wasn't trying to hurt Ranboo, I only gave him a gift of the forest." I explained breathlessly.

"And how do you expect us to believe your story?" The masked man asks, his grip tightening on the axe. "You can ask the spirits of the forest. I know Ranboo is of magic, and I assume you both have an understanding of it as well. I can take you back to my home and you can ask them. You know they don't lie." I reason, hoping they will listen. The two men look back to each other and seem to agree. I look to Ranboo and see his hopeful eyes, I have to make sure he sees the truth.

After a long walk with a cold axe held to my back, we finally reach my home. The three men stood and waited as I carefully knelt down in the small clearing where I first met Ranboo. "Hello spirits, I'm here to ask a favor of you." I say, looking up and meeting Ranboo's gaze.

The wind shifts, stirring up the grass and leaves on the ground. As the leaves are swept up by the wind, they begin circling. A small tornado is formed before the leaves suddenly drop.

From where the leave were, now stood a forest spirit, smiling softly to me. "Hello my dear, what brings you here today?" She asks softly. I stand and motion to the three men around us. She looks around, her smile dropping seeing the two nearly vicious looking men, and a nervous one. "Hello, how may I help you?" She addresses them sternly.

Before they can speak, I catch her attention. "They know I'm of fae origin, but they needed you to confirm that I do not follow the fae." I explain. She looks back to the men, still slightly confused. "Of course they don't associate with the fae. They may be half faerie, but they have been lead by me and the other spirits. They are they kindest soul we have seen, and it is quite ridiculous of you to even imply otherwise." She turns her attention to Ranboo. "And you. I'll have you know that flower was a gift of the forest. We gave them our blessing to bestow it upon you, and you attempt to destroy it. This is an insult to the forest and we do not take kindly to-"

"Please, stop." The man with the hat says. He steps forward to address the spirit. "It wasn't his fault. I found the flower and assumed the worst. My apologies." He says while kneeling. As she looks to him, she almost seems caught off guard. "Phil?" She asks, causing him to look up at her, confused. "You know me?" He questions back, standing to meet her. "Of course, all the spirits know of you. Who do you think guides the crows? I have taken care of a number of those who have fled." She explained.

Phil looked to the ground thoughtfully for a moment before returning his gaze to the spirit. "Yes, of course. Thank you for caring for them." He says, snapping out of his thoughts. The spirit walks back to me, placing a gentle hand on my back, addressing the men. "Now that we have shown the truth, I expect that the hostility and mistrust be finished. And sir, you can unhand the axe." She says softly, her smiled returned.

"The name is Technoblade, madam." He says, slightly bowing to her as he secures the axe to his hip. "Very well, Technoblade. I bid you three farewell, may we cross paths again." She then turns to me. "And take care my dear, never hesitate if you need assistance again." With her words, she places a soft kiss to my forehead before the leaves dance around her again. And just like her entrance, she was gone again.

With the spirit gone, the three men turn their attention back to me. Phil is the first to speak up. "My sincerest apologies, I hope you understand where the concern came from." He says with a bow of his head. I walk up to him, taking a hand in mine. "It is more than understood, thank you for listening to the spirit. These boys are very lucky to have you as a protector." I say while motioning to the other two.

As I make eye contact with Ranboo, he steps towards me. With the shy smile of his, he asks a quiet question. "Would you mind giving me another flower?"

#ranboo #ranboo x reader #platonic #dream smp x reader #x reader #gnreader #youtube x reader #minecraft x reader #ranboo x gnreader

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Anxiety. Jasper Whitlock Hale x OC book 1. (Can also be found on my Wattpad)

Chapter 1. New Phone, New Me.

3rd POV.

The store was noisy, Keelin remarked as she walked into the AT&T store, looking for a new phone. She fidgeted with the cold silver rings on her hands as she walked around, avoiding eye contact. She picked up an IPhone, and lazily decided she'd go ahead and get the model she was holding. "Whichever will get me out of here quicker." Keelin whispers, and luckily she had enough money for the lazily selected phone.

Her friend Kennedy snorted in amusement as Keelin hopped into her Honda Accord, showing Kennedy the phone. "Another day of just hurrying to avoid humanity?" Kennedy teases, flipping her sandy blonde hair for added sass. "Maybe.." Keelin muttered, playing with a strand of baby pink hair. "I'm just teasing, hun." Kennedy says while pulling her anxious friend into a loving hug. "I know."

Once back at home Keelin started going through her notebooks and putting the numbers of people she socialized with into her new phone, however she didn't realize she had mis-clicked a digit, and that would unknowingly change the course of her life.

Keelin: howdy slut it's me.

???: Excuse me?

Keelin: it's me, the bitch that has no social life.

???: not helping. Who are you and how did you get this number???

Keelin: it's Keelin. Keelin Swan? Jasmine this isn't funny 😒

???: I'm not Jasmine, and I don't know a Keelin Swine.

Keelin: BITCH MY NAME AIN'T SWINE ITS SWAN.

???: Sorry.

Keelin: wait, you really aren't Jassy?

???: No sorry.

Keelin: shit, I'm sorry. Like really sorry.

???: Your fine, you must've messed a digit up.

Keelin: I did, I'm really sorry for all that.

???: It's fine, Ms. Swan.

Keelin: Sooooo can I know your name since you know mine?

???: you gotta guess. For all the drama you caused.

Keelin: damn. Uhhh John?

???: nope

Keelin: Emmett?

???: no but that's my brother's name.

Keelin: ooh. Uh.. Jaz?

???: close.

Keelin: Jasper?

???: yes.

Keelin: Cool!!

Jasper: How's your day been?

Keelin: it's been alright, you?

Jasper: it's all good.

Keelin: sweet. My moms calling for me, I'll text later. If that's okay.

Jasper: of course.

Keelin: :)

Keelin clicked her phone off while smiling like an idiot before walking out of her room and going downstairs. "You called for me mom?" Keelin asks, adjusting the chain hanging around her neck. "How would you like moving to Forks with your dad with Bella while me and Phil traveled?" Her mom asked, and Keelin shrugged. "I'll have to think about it. How long do I have to think?" Keelin asked. "Four months, it's only June." Renee says and Keelin nods before going upstairs and laying down for a nap.

When Keelin woke up, she stretched and yawned before throwing on a pair of black ripped jeans, a black tank top/ crop top and a cammo zip up jacket. Just as Keelin was pulling on her combat boots, Renee poked her head in. "Hey, you wanna come to the store with me and Phil? Bella's in her room reading and doesn't wanna go." Renee asked, knowing the answer would probably be a polite no. "Uhm.." she mutters, not really wanting to go but also wanting to get out of the house. "Why not.." she mumbles and Renee covers her shock with a gentle smile. "Awesome. Be ready in five minutes." She says and Keelin nods.

Walking out of the house wasn't hard, getting in the car wasn't hard, getting out of the car wasn't hard, but walking into a store full of people made Keelin's head spin harshly. She held an iron like grip on the shopping cart, keeping her head down and following her mother's voice. All around she heard the laughs and mocking voices no one else ever would. The world spun in rapid circles around her as her breathing became shallow. Her mother stopped to look at a frozen pizza and Keelin hurriedly fished her phone out from her pocket, opening her texts and messaging the first number she saw.

Keelin: I hate being in public

Jasper: what's wrong?

Keelin: my mom took me to the store and I forgot how much I freak out when I don't have any comfort in public.

Jasper: okay, what store are you at?

Keelin: Walmart.

Jasper: okay, what's your favorite food?

Keelin: steak.

Jasper: favorite color?

It took Keelin a moment to answer, and she realized with a small smile that Jasper was trying to help her through her episode.

Keelin: blue. You?

Jasper: either red or blue. Gender?

Keelin: I'm a female. You?

Jasper: male. Hobbies?

Keelin: Browsing pornhub. Lmfao jkjk. I like to read, write, dance, sing, and go horse back riding. You?

Jasper: pretty much the same. Though I play chess with my brothers and sisters sometimes.

Keelin: big family?

Jasper: sort of. How many siblings do you have?

Keelin: one, a younger sister. You?

Jasper: we're all adopted in my family. But there's me, Emmett, Edward, Rosalie, and Alice, and then our foster parents Carlisle and Esme.

Keelin: sweet, it's just me and Isabela here with mom and step dad.

Jasper: sounds nice.

Keelin: not really, lol. Sure, the solitudes awesome. But it's hard when your sister doesn't exactly like you.

Jasper: why doesn't your sister like you?

Keelin: I've made some decisions in the past that I'm not proud of..

Jasper: I know the feeling.

Keelin: thank you.

Jasper: for what?

Keelin: helping me. :)

Jasper: my pleasure.

Keelin: I'll text you when I get home. Okay?

Jasper: sure thing darlin'.

Keelin exited out of her messages and smiled, glad she'd made a friend out of Jasper.

#jasper hale #alice cullen #rosalie twilight #twilight #edward cullen #emett cullen #twilight esme #jasper hale x oc #my ocs

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bowandarrowgirl · 6 years ago

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Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Marvel Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gamora/Peter Quill, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Phil Coulson/Melinda May, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov, Scott Lang/Hope Van Dyne, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie/Thor (Marvel), Groot & Rocket Raccoon, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson, James "Rhodey" Rhodes & Tony Stark, Phil Coulson & Skye | Daisy Johnson, Leo Fitz & Jemma Simmons & Skye | Daisy Johnson, Leo Fitz/Jemma Simmons, Lincoln Campbell/Skye | Daisy Johnson, Peter Parker & Gwen Stacy, Peter Parker & Peter Quill, Shuri & T'Challa (Marvel), Peter Parker & Shuri, Gamora & Shuri, Nakia (Black Panther)/T'Challa, Okoye & T'Challa (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff/Vision, Christine Palmer/Stephen Strange, Gamora & Natasha Romanov, Natasha Romanov & Shuri, Peter Quill & Natasha Romanov, Peter Quill & Shuri Characters: Drax the Destroyer, Rocket Raccoon, Gamora (Marvel), Groot (Marvel), Ronan the Accuser, Guardians of the Galaxy Team, Taneleer Tivan, James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton, Bobbi Morse, Lincoln Campbell, Nakia (Black Panther), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Skye | Daisy Johnson, Peter Quill, Peter Parker, Gwen Stacy, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Michelle Jones, Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Pepper Potts, Tony Stark, Scott Lang, Hope Van Dyne, Ned Leeds, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Leo Fitz, Jemma Simmons, Shuri (Marvel), T'Challa (Marvel), Okoye (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Christine Palmer Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, SHIELD, Alternate Universe - Teenagers, Past Relationship(s), Long-Term Relationship(s), Unrequited Love, Falling In Love, Friendship/Love, Idiots in Love, Dorks in Love, Friends to Lovers, Peter Plays Football, Peter's in Choir, Alternate Universe - Boarding School, Lincoln Campbell Lives, Gwen Stacy Lives, Slow Burn, First Kiss, Best Friends, Teen Years, School Dances, Talent Shows, Hidden Talents, Guardians of the Galaxy (2014) - Freeform, Gamora Loves Music, Gamora Can Sing, Gamora-centric, Peter-centric, SHIELD Academy, Tony Being Tony, Gamora & Shuri (Friendship), Gamora & Natasha Romanov (Friendship), Meme Lord Shuri (Marvel), Gamora Doesn't Understand, Peter Quill Needs a Hug, Gamora needs a hug, Platonic Kissing, Forehead Kisses, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Cute, Gamora Opens Up, Illiterate Gamora, Peter Despises Thor, Singing Competitions, Acapella Choir, Peter and Gamora Click, fast friends, Hurt/Comfort, Shuri Gets Excited Easily, Protective Natasha Romanov, Nat is the Mom Friend Summary:

High School AU: She wanted freedom. He wanted to be loved. They both wanted to escape their abusive father figures.

"Are they supposed to fit this tightly?" Gamora asks, adjusting the black, capri jeggings she is required to wear for choir competitions.

It is now October 26th, only a day away from being two months since school started. Somehow, she managed to get out of community service-probably because of the fact that she didn't do anything wrong. In that time, she also couldn't believe she would've been able to become so close to people. Of course she's close to Nat, having to be her roommate, but she also got close to Shuri, and the rest of the kids in the choir-Wanda, Tony, Daisy, and Little Peter (as the group calls him). The other Peter, however, is a completely different story.

Peter Jason Quill makes her feel like time freezes whenever he's around her. He causes her stomach to feel weird-similar to the feeling right before you vomit, but pleasing in a way. There was a time, a few weeks ago, when he started giving her nicknames: G, Gam, Gammy. He even calls her 'Songbird' at times, noticing the way it makes her heart melt below her stoic mask. The reason behind it was simple as Peter notices the way Gamora adores the Fleetwood Mac song of the same name. The way he cares about her-teaching her how to read, how to sing, being kind-she wonders what she ever did to deserve him as a 'best friend' as he calls her.

It's the day of their first competition of the year. Of course, of all the places it can be held, they have to compete inside of their own auditorium against various of other ensembles from different schools around theirs. The majority of the group is pretty nervous, with the exception of Tony and Peter, whose egotistical brains convince them that their entire performance is going to be awesome.

Right now, however, they are in the choir room, having just finished running through their act for the last time before having to perform in front of the audience and judges. Peter walks over towards the piano, panting, and grabs the opened bottle of water that sits on top of it, taking a huge swig. He places the cap back on and sets it back down in its original spot. His hazel eyes shift towards Gamora.

Like the rest of the girls in their group, she is wearing a red, loose halter top with a black sash stitched into the shirt, right below her breasts. Although, they have matching pants and shirts, the girls are allowed to add their own flare to make their uniforms unique. Gamora settles for two, large chained bangles-one in black, the other in white-and her go-to set of black bands on each finger, with the exception of her ring. The girls don't have identical shoes to wear either. The only request is that they match in black. Unlike the rest of the girls, who are wearing different styles of boots, Gamora is wearing a plain, pair of flats. Her black and red hair is half up in a topknot, the rest framing her face in ringlets.

The soft, yet darkness of her irises, meet Peter's as a small blush crawls upon her cheeks, causing her to focus her attention somewhere else. She is trying not to think about how out of all the guys in the same low-cut, maroon, long-sleeved v-neck and black, silky vest, Peter is definitely NOT the most attractive, showing off his muscular arms in a pleasing way.

Before her thoughts can get any filthier, Peter clears his throat, instructing everyone to form a circle in the center of the room.

"OOH! Is it time for our ritual?!" Shiri asks excitedly, jumping up and down, while clapping her hands as if she was a little kid again.

"Ritual?" Gamora questions, raising an eyebrow in concern as she crosses her arms. "Like in a cult?"

"Psh! No!" Peter waves a hand, brushing off her concern. "Before every competition, we have the same ritual as a good luck charm."

Shuri turns towards Gamora, still in her childish state and grabs both of her hands. "We came up with it last year. It is a lot of fun!"

"Do you know how to do the rain dance?" Peter asks, gaining Gamora's full attention as Shuri releases her. She shakes her head. "Okay, well, I don't think it'll hurt to perform the ritual twice. We could show you how to do it the first time and then you could join us the second!" Gamora shrugs and hesitantly nods her head, before stepping out of the circle.

"I already taught Tony how to do it!" Little Peter says in almost as much excitement as Shuri.

"Okay, cool! Everyone ready?" As soon as everyone nods, they begin.

Peter explains each movement as the group starts off by rubbing their hands together. A few seconds later, every other person in the circle starts snapping both of their fingers. Then, every third person in the circle starts patting their thighs. Finally, everyone who was still rubbing their hands together, is now stomping their feet hard against the tile floor. Suddenly, Peter shushes everyone as they all smirk at each other and begin to rub their hands once again in unison. That's when Peter starts singing, "Just a young gun with a quick fuse,". Meanwhile, the same pattern that started with the rain dance begins once again, with the rubbing hands, and stomps and snaps in a beat-stomp...snap...stomp-stompstomp...snap. "Not a yes sir, not a follower," Peter sings as the movements continue in the same pattern. Eventually, the girls start singing staccato 'thunders' as the people who were rubbing their hands together, start clapping in a steady rhythm. "Thunder, feel the thunder," Every other person jumps three times to the beat in unison. After the song ends, they gradually ease back into the rain dance, ending in everyone stomping, before jumping up and shouting 'LET'S GO, S.A.!'.

"Man, I feel like a cheerleader now." Tony admits, placing his hands on his hips.

"Wouldn't surprise me if you were." Nat chuckles.

"Hahaha, hilarious."

Peter gives Gamora a crooked smile, gesturing for her to come and join them. She gives him a soft smile in return and joins the group in the circle. They do the ritual for a second time and Gamora finds herself laughing with everyone as she repeatedly messes up.

As soon as their feet touch the ground after shouting for the second time, the students spread out around the choir room, retreating to their water bottles. The only exceptions being Peter and Gamora who found themselves approaching each other with wide beams, until their fronts were pressed up against each other. Gamora tilts her head up to gaze into Peter's eyes. They begin to lean in with their eyes fluttering closed. The distance between them is so limited that they could feel the other's warm breaths against their lips...WHOOSH! They jump apart when the choir doors are pulled open with much more force than necessary to reveal no other than Coulson.

"What are you guys doing?! The competition starts in five minutes! You guys better get in there, now or you're gonna be eliminated!" The kids look at each other with wide eyes, before sprinting past Coulson and heading towards the auditorium.

A loud applause fills the auditorium as a short blonde girl from one of the prep schools, finishes her emotional solo with glassy eyes. She curtsies with the rest of her choir as they exit backstage, passing a nervous Gamora, who looks as if she's literally holding herself together. The Zen-Whoberian starts pacing back and forth, noticing that every choir that exits backstage is another choir closer to their performance.

On the opposite side of the stage, Nat, Peter, and Shuri are all watching each choir perform. As the next choir enters the stage, Nat glances at Peter. "So...homecoming is next weekend..."

"Steve ask you yet?"

"Yeah. Actually, right before we left. You didn't notice?"

Peter shrugs. "I wasn't really paying attention..." He thinks back to what he was paying attention to earlier that day-Gamora. Not very surprising, but it was the truth. They had gone to the park, which had become their special place to hang out. He remembers swinging with her and talking about how much she had changed in just the two months they knew each other. They laughed about it, in fact.

"'When are you gonna ask her?"

Nat's voice breaks him from his thoughts, making him realize that he'd been staring at the said woman the entire time. "Wait, who...Gamora?"

"Who else, Dummy?!" Shuri exclaims quietly, while playfully raising her brows.

"Listen, I really appreciate you guys shipping us, but as you can probably tell, she clearly does not-"

"BULLSHIT!" Nat yells, a little louder than she meant. She apologizes quickly before turning her full attention back to Peter. "Don't pretend like nobody saw what happened before Coulson walked in!" Her voice is quieter now-merely a stage whisper. When Peter opens his mouth to speak, Nat continues to talk, "Listen, if it makes you feel better, Shuri and I will help you like we always do." She put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Now get over there and calm her down before she has a heart attack!" Shuri instructs, shoving him in the direction of Gamora.

The boy glares at her before making his way to Gamora, who continues to pace. "G?"

The Zen-Whoberian whips around to face him, forcing a fake smile. "Hey, you ready?"

"Well, yeah." He replies awkwardly, running a hand through his hair. The mask Gamora is hiding under slowly disappears as Peter notices the worried look underneath it. "Hey, it's gonna be okay! I promise."

"But, I always mess up that one part-" Gamora's gaze goes everywhere, but his.

"And you stayed up all night, practicing."

"I told you, I'm not a performer. If I still can't get it right-"

"As much as I want to say that there are perfect choirs out there and we're one of em', there aren't and we aren't. Everyone screws up. It's a part of being human, I guess, but you can't let that get to you." Gamora finally allows herself to lock her eyes with his as he firmly grasps her arms. "You are way more talented than you give yourself credit for." He loosens his grip and continues to gaze into her beautiful, brown eyes. To his surprise, she breaks out of his grasp and wraps her arms around his neck. His arms slowly snake their way around her waist.

"Thank you." She whispers into his ear.

'Next, can we have the Shield Academy Acapella Choir please enter the stage?' One of the judges call from in front of the curtain as the last choir exits.

Gamora's grasp stiffens a little before she lets go. Peter gives her a soft smile before winking. She playfully rolls her eyes at him as he rounds up the rest of their group.

"Okay, so I'm gonna give a quick little good luck speech; we're gonna be awesome. We're gonna kill it. We're gonna get through to the next round. Let's go out there and show them what we can do!"

They all smile at one another before running onstage, grabbing cordless microphones and positioning themselves into a vertical line. The order, starting from the front: Peter, Gamora, Little Peter, Shuri, Nat, Tony, Wanda and finally, Daisy. Peter pulls out a circular pitch pipe and blows into it, producing an F chord. The group starts singing the instrumental to 'You Make My Dreams' as each kid leans to the opposite direction as the person in front of them, with the exception of Daisy. By the time the first verse starts, Daisy is revealed as the rest of the kids stand up and take a step to the side. She starts singing the first verse as she approaches the front of the stage. The rest of the kids form a horizontal line, following her from behind. They all turn their backs to the audience before the second verse starts. Daisy turns her head enough to face the audience as she begins to sing again. The group behind her faces the left side of the stage as the song enters the chorus. They take two steps forward before pointing to the audience. "Well, well, well, you-you make my dreams come true!" Daisy sings with a smile a mile wide.

Their time on stage goes by in a flash as everyone holds their last notes before the auditorium goes eerily quiet. Suddenly, the audience, including the judges, applause, louder and crazier than for any of the other choirs before them. Each member is beaming and the group stands in a horizontal line, grabbing each other's hands and bowing as a group.

As soon as the judges dismiss them, the group runs backstage continuing to celebrate their success.

"Peter!"

Gamora uncharacteristically runs to Peter and jumps into his arms. He twirls her around, unaware that his smile could get any bigger. "You didn't mess up! Gam, you were awesome!" He exclaims after setting her back down.

The green girl can't say a word and so, she doesn't. She just stands there and continues to smile at him like an idiot. Only Peter Jason Quill can make her do such a thing and although she knows why, she acts as though she doesn't.

Peter sees Daisy and wraps her in a side hug. "You, Miss 'I-aint-gonna-get-the-solo', nailed it!"

"Thanks, Peter!" Daisy says with a soft smile. She notices FitzSimmons waiting for her near the entrance of the dressing room and speed-walks towards them in excitement.

"When do we find out if we made it?" Gamora asks in curiosity.

"Coulson will let us know tomorrow."

"Are we allowed to leave?"

"Yeah, I guess. Why?"

"To be completely honest, I didn't think I was gonna like performing. After we finished though, when nothing happened, I felt sick to my stomach. Then, the audience...I think that's the first time I have ever been applauded for anything." Gamora admits, rocking the swing back and forth with her hands clasped in her lap.

"So, you're admitting that you are a performer?"

"I never said that. I just said that maybe, performing isn't as bad as I thought it was gonna be." They both chuckle wholeheartedly.

The sun has almost finished setting for the night. Peter and Gamora watch it in silence, the only noise coming from Peter's music as usual. This was a newer thing for them. Sure, the park was deemed their 'place', but watching the sun set every few days and reading together afterwards has been a new routine they've both become accustomed to.

"It's beautiful."

"You say that every time." Peter chuckles.

"It's true, though." Gamora faces Peter with soft eyes. "Isn't it?"

"Yeah."

Loneliness has always been a friend of mine

I'm leaving my life in your hands

People say I'm crazy and that I am blind

Risking it all in a glance

"Gamora?"

The girl takes her attention off the newly dark horizon, realizing that Peter had stopped his swing and was now standing next to her with an extended hand. He hasn't requested to do this in a while-dance. In fact, the last time he had requested, was the only time he had requested, and resulted in him getting slapped. However, she's known him for two months. She knows him enough to know that he won't force her to do anything that makes her uncomfortable. Sure, sometimes he'll try to talk her into things, but he would never force her to do them. Which is why she gave in.

Peter pulls her off the swing, glancing as it squeaks lightly and slowly halts to a stop. He places her hand on his shoulder, before placing his own, lightly on her waist. The fingers from his freehand intertwine with hers. The begin to sway to the rhythm of the song, gazing into each other's eyes.

I don't care who you are, where you're from

What you did, as long as you love me

Who you are, where you're from

What you did, as long as you love me

"Hey." Peter whispers with his signature crooked smile. "So, you know that dance Nat has been going on about?"

Gamora raises her eyebrows. "You mean the one she's been trying to get us to go to, together?"

"Uh-"

"Peter, I'm not stupid. I know Nat has been trying to set us up since we met." She glares, but somewhat softly, at him.

"Yeah...I'm sorry about that."

Gamora's glare fades away, a look of curiosity in its place. "What about it?"

"Well, I was thinking-"

"That we should go along with Nat's little plan?"

"No! I mean...not like that. I was just thinking it'd be fun?" When Gamora doesn't respond right away, Peter continues to ramble on, "Um, if you don't want to-"

The Zen-Whoberian tightens her grip on him and pulls him closer to her. "I'd love to, Peter."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You are my-what do you call it-best friend, after all." She gives him a playful smile.

The boy returns the gesture as they continue to dance. He tries something new and possibly dangerous, pressing a soft kiss to her hairline. It isn't long until she responds, laying her head against his chest.

I've tried to hide it so that no one knows

But I guess it shows when you look into my eyes

What you did and where you're coming from

Well, I don't care as long as you love me

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