#they couldn't find anything tho because they're really close to the base

[kuvvydraws]

Any unusual opinions/thoughts/hc on Nightmare gang? 👀

You got me here! I'm not really a follower of the bad/star sanses movement, more like a passive observer - therefore I don't know much about them, other than general, widespread hcs. They feel like they're at that point where they belong to the fandom rather than their creators, you know?

My biggest point of contact are Nightmare and Patience (whose author I can't remember rn but you can find it on Ao3 and it's really good) and @kaygee-doodles stories, which are also fucking fantastic and very engaging.

I can give some general opinions, however! Since you're asking directly XD

My favorite one has to be Killer. Again, I don't know if the version of Killer I have in my head is anywhere near close to what OG Killer was meant to be but he's really fun and unhinged in a very fucked up way - what I enjoy the most is how people try to approach him emotionally, as well as his evolution when he is forced to face situations that clash with his inner monologue. He's hot too, and likes kitties, and he's a jerk, 100/10 relatable.

Dust is a second favorite! Though I'm heavily biased because I don't really like dusttale and the whole idea of Papyrus (or his ghost) chasing him everywhere, which kind of destroys the whole concept from the very base. I prefer considering Dust as his own little grenlin guy with several issues, and that's kinda it!

To get it out of the way (I'm sorry), I don't really care about Cross? I don't know anything about him other than there is something going on with him a cows and chocolate?? Don't ask me what, I couldn't say. I know Xtale is a huge thing but I never got into it and right now I feel like I would need a whole fucking lot of motivation to start - which mmmmm I don't really feel like doing. Kudos to him, he seems very simpy and soft.

Same with Horror - he's just Horror, you know? He's the guy from horrortale. I like him well enough and his feeding and momming tendencies are very cute if you tactfully avoid the deep truame he carries with himself. I'm always down for a Penis Party, tho, a Celebration of the Dick, an Erection Acknowledgement. You know what I mean, read Nightmare and Patience.

And then we have Nightmare himself! The goop man, the one who feeds on your bad feelings and needs to cause chaos and destroy universes to the a full belly! Unfortunately, he gets the same treatment as Cross. I know he has a thing with apples? And he's supposed to be some sort of parent/boss for the group; he likes reading and he's very serious and somewhat controlling and lives in a castle in the middle of who knows where. I think if I got invested and actually looked into it I could like him quite a bit, but I'm very lazy. He usually comes tied to Dream and all his drama, which is kind of the point, but they don't really catch my attention much.

And that should be it!

[gurugirl]

Can I be honest? I'm gonna be because I need to understand this. I hope it doesn't come across as rude though because I don't mean it like that.

So I started reading your stepdad harry series/blurbs idk what to call them exactly. And I'm a bit confused. Well to be fair I haven't read all of it but the ones I read and thought was important didn't make much sense to me. Is it not supposed to make sense? Like all the fics are happening with the same characters and same universe right? Or is it just idea based like you have stepdad stepdaughter and mom and you got an idea so you write and it doesn't have fit into an established world or plotline (sorry my English is shit and idk how to explain this but i hope you understand what I am trying to say)?

The first of the collection is when they have sex for the first time, through out that fic it's evident that it's their first time and she definitely didn't come across as a virgin. Then later on there's another story (reader request I think) where he takes her virginity. But that doesn't make sense unless it's just different universe kinda yk? Like how you have a professor harry series and you also have a professor harry one shot and they're both different characters. It's just the first of the stepdadrry series being their first time and then there being another 'he takes her virginity' story in the same series just doesn't make sense to me. Like these two can be different stories yk?

Ik this is not a big deal but I'm kinda obsessed with timeline and things making sense when they easily can but they don't. I'm sorry I'm bothering you with this. And I haven't even read the whole thing but I just couldn't get past it. I'm so sorry

Also like I wanna know what's Harry's deal with his wife and what's her deal with Harry because he's close to her daughters age and she didn't think that's gonna be awkward. Harry likes older women yes but did he feel anything for her when they were dating or was it just money and did he feel anything for her before he started this affair with her daughter. What does his wife feel about her after the wedding, does she love him? Does she talk to her daughter about how much she loves him? I wanna know. In the first fic it was mentioned they got married 5 months ago, and yn met him when they were already dating for few months and she's 22 and in Harry's pov fic it says she was a virgin. That still doesn't make sense. Because the first ever fic seemed to give a total different idea. And I'm fucking annoyed with myself because I'm taking this way too seriously but I can't help it. What is wrong with me godddd

AHHH! Yess yes yes! So stepdad!h was always meant to only be the first post - a one-shot/blurb but I kept getting requests for more scenarios, etc. There's no timeline really. There's no heavy plot. It's literally just a bunch of random asks that I write for their universe. There might be a tiny bit of timeline happening in some parts but overall there's nothing solid there to hang onto. The virgin thing... yeah that was a request that I fulfilled for a follower who asked for it - even tho we already kind of saw their first time (with the first blurb I wrote) and she absolutely wasn't a virgin in my head when I wrote that first part. But some followers wanted to pretend she lost her virginity to him so I wrote it. It doesn't line up with anything.

When I did stepdad!h I was new to writing fic so it was kind of practice for me in a way? It's definitely not my best work and I wouldn't recommend that au to anyone bc I don't LOVE the idea of it with Harry being such a dick - but I did have fun writing them.

It's okay that you're trying to find a timeline and want it to be cohesive. Most everything else in my masterlist is more cohesive and timeline driven but stepdad!h is just a random collection of requests that I fulfill and it's not something to focus on as a true series.

I hope that makes sense hon! And the only reason I don't delete stepdad!h from my masterlist is bc I still have followers who really like it and even if it's not my proudest work, it's good to look back at how far I've come since I started writing that au.

xoxo

[stuckinmindstudent]

What If You Will Never Meet 'The One'?

I thought i had pondered this question several times before. Even though the reason why i thought about that was based on insecurity. Like, how could an unlikable person like myself possibly meet 'the one'? I don't even have any close relationship, even just platonic. And the answer was, because i can be the one you called a breadwinner of the family, i will never have the privilege to think about such useless thoughts. Rather, i'll focus to achieve my grand goal, to live abroad :D

And then, i met him. He changed every view i once had about 'the one'. He basically was the person i considered i want to be with for a long time, even tho i barely know him. I'm ready to abandoned every plans i had just to be with him. I never wanted to be with anyone so bad like i wanted to be with him. I thought i finally met 'the one'.

But life is never happened according to my fantasy hahaha. All the joyous feelings i had thinking that i finally met the one shattered in an instant. I couldn't picture the future possibilities that i will meet again with someone i really like the way i like him. In this sad moment, i re-think again, what if i will never meet 'the one'?

When i think about that, all i could think was just how lonely it would be. I mentioned before that i don't have any particular close relationships. My friends will all someday meet the love of their life and dedicating their life for them. My siblings, who i really feel like my own children, will someday meet their other significant person too. My parents will someday leave this world. Of course it possible i'll leave this world first, it would be great. But, if the other way around happen, how lonely would my life be?

Of course, being alone could mean freedom too. I can travel all around the world, maybe. But, i don't really want that. I know the reason was because i long to have a significant romantic relationship with someone. So, i shook off this question about not meeting the one. I just desperately hope someday i will meet that other significant person.

Today, i read the book "This Is Me Letting You Go" by Heidi Priebe, and she asked the same question, what if you will not meet 'the one'? I can't help but thinking about this again. Why is it that i really want to meet 'the one'? And when i pondered about this, i think again about him. Why do i want to be with him, someone i barely knew? The reasons were because when i was with him, i feel really happy and at ease, i could freely talked to him without having to carefully choose my words, like i always do with others, i feel like he was the closest one who understand my personality best and the feeling of being understood is really precious to me. So, i thought that if i were with him, i would be a thousand times happier. That's it. I wanted to be happy.

But why i can't be happy with my current self? If someone were to asked me "are you happy?" i will not think about it and respond immediately "no". It's just i don't think there is something rewarding in this life. Even though now i finally have dreams again, i don't really want it. Like even though i achieve all my dreams, i don't think i would be happier. Even though now i finally having hobbies again after years of monotonous life, they're just something i do to pass the time, or to learn something. I don't really feel the joy doing them. In fact, i don't really enjoy doing anything nowadays. So, what should i do?

If i will never meet 'the one', what should i do? Will i be happy? Does my happiness really depend on others? How to find happiness? Do i need to be happy?

[justakennyoshi]

More into this and my perfect narrative for Cartman and bunny

This has several hcs and is aged up to probably hs c:

Well I think both of these options eventually happen, being an asshole anti match maker first to later on become an actual matchmaker

First of all, no one tells Cartman about their crushes (Kenny would for his chick crushes but Butters is smth serious so no) so he simply finds out by himself. I mean, he would always make remarks about them making out or similar (e.g. going native) but he wouldn't REALLY think they were crushing each other until... They got more ashamed/embarrassed than mad at these comments. Then he did his research, he secretly read Butters diary where he confesses he loves Kenny and as for Kenny it was more observation than anything bc mf won't tell him shit (making him drunk was a no no for the guy with the best alcohol resistance) plus he knows Kenny since they're babies so he can easily tell how he feels after all those years. After learning this, he gets jealous SUPER JEALOUS and while yes it's bc he wants his best friends for himself, the real reason is because of his own insecurities. Growing up for Cartman was harder than for everyone, never really being popular and just known to be the fat kid. The same couldn't be said about Kenny (a likeable guy for everyone) and Butters (doesn't have many friends but the ones he has are super close with him) and Cartman isn't simply like that, his friendships are based on manipulation, mockery and toxicity. He doesn't have a healthy friendship with anyone. His relationship with Butters is a mess with such a rocky beginning as him being his disposable companion at best, but he later on learned they share some things in common like playing with dolls, being 'girly' and being silly kids, but no one will ever say that about Cartman, he didn't build a manly image for nothing and as for Butters... Everyone thought he was lame. His friendship with Kenny isnt healthy neither, they did shit together, they went through hell together yet while Kenny was always there as his silent accomplice, Cartman got away most of the times and was too cruel with him as well, being described as pathetic by Kenny (e.g. best friends forever). So for him at first, seeing Butters and Kenny, the two boys from the worst households (tho Butters house was never acknowledged as a bad one by everyone but those who knew) and had the worst lives actually being happy together, getting a healthy relationship he never was able to accomplish was something he got so much envy about it. He'd try his best to make them hate each other or ruin their relationship.

The story could take 2 routes here, one being him being an asshole forever which would stick to canon pc but I like to think in the therapy Cartman route, where he actually learns to be better step by step bc I like happy endings www.

Following this route the breaking point of it would be when Cartman in one of his schemes hurts Butters either physically or emotionally and Kenny has enough and gets to talk shit with him. He explains how he is aware that he's trying to separate him and Butters for no reason, Cartman replies that he's trying to make them f*gs not kiss each other and how he was doing them a favor. At this Kenny answers back that was bs and if he's jealous he should simply drop it. They discuss, fight wtw what matters is that at some point Cartman would admit he's actually afraid of losing them once they get together. Kenny would forgive him just for that but that he had to apologize to Butters too and admit what he was doing (smth Cartman reluctantly has to do)

After starting therapy Cartman started changing to good, Butters and Kenny being who noticed the most but guess what c: even if they indeed liked each other for a long while nothing ever progressed, the two of them deep in their insecurities and scared to ruin what they had so Cartman had to do smth about it thus how Cupid ye Cartman came back. Most of his schemes were super manipulative but at the end + more therapy he learns these won't help and what actually will are real advice and just being there for them so he just does that and luv eventually happens and the hamburger trio got their happy ending

The end

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Third option he is an anti matchmaker but his schemes somehow end with them getting closer and closer LMAO

The real question is would Cartman go all Cupid Ye manipulative matchmaker if he found out Kenny and Butters like each other or would he go feral out of jealousy trying to keep them apart because ain't no way his two best friends are gonna be closer with each other than with him

[talesofstreetgrumpuses]

I'm sure she'll be back soon! In the mean time, what do y'all like to do around here?

There's a lot of things to find out here.

[n7punk]

I am thinking about Mass Effect and now I MUST ask: have you written anything for Mass Effect? (I'd be soooo interested on your take on fem!ShepxLiara)

okay. so. the answer is yes, i just never posted it. i have about 2/3rds of a fanfic of my sheppard (gale sheppard) with sides of liara and garrus shipping that i wrote.... probably in 2016? and like. i found it/reread it probably a year or two ago and i for the life of me couldn't remember what missions it was referencing and stuff so i doubt i'd ever finish it.

that being said, i did buy the remaster of the trilogy and have yet to play it (because im waiting for when i write the scifi novel i have on the backburner and wanna be In That Zone), so when i do play it it's possible ill write something new or find some way to round that off. still not sure if i'll post it tho.

(for those who dont know) bioware fic in general is very different from, say, spop fic, because you have a cast of familiar characters everyone has their own interpretation on (normal) and then seven times out of ten the main character is essentially an OC you're first being introduced to in the fic (not something ive ever seen in another one of my fandoms, though im sure its an rpg thing, i know it happens in sdv fic), who may follow familiar patterns in some ways because they're based off the dialogue/choice options canon gives us, but they may be totally different and the fic even changes canon (i very closely follow canon in spop because canon is Good but in bioware we play a little fast and loose 😂 i'll never accept the destroy ending killing the geth or fucking up the relays/citadel more than temporarily).

it's a really interesting dynamic due to it being an rpg fandom, and i definitely enjoyed mass effect/dragon age fic when i read it, but it would be very different from what i Posted before (i also have unfinished dragon age fic of my inquisitors, in addition to the one i have posted about solas being a dingus)

[fencecollapsed]

Okay I have Theories™️ about the shadow creatures.

Nibbly creatures are the souls of those who starved to death or were on the verge of it. They get converted by being devoured.

I think wiggly ones are older, typically. Like they're mostly from the early days of hatchetfield. I think they're the souls of people who come to take. So early settlers - colonizers - of hatchetfield. But also like...maybe people who go wandering to scout the woods to exploit what they find. Lumber venture capitalists or something. Sometimes it's just petty thieves. The one from the camping trip went for the guitar. You mentioned finding lost items in caves. They take. They're drawn to conflicts of possession and ownership. They convert by taking something from you, forcing pursuit, then take ur life.

Blinky creatures are sight based. Maybe they get lured in by something openly visible. One of the others maybe? Kinda like will o the wisps. They draw u deeper and deeper into the woods, following this spectacle of a creature until ur lost and can't see where u came from, blinding u, then converting u. I think the primary mechanism is they take one eye. "I can't see".

Tinky ones are harder, I think. Maybe they target people in a hurry? People who lost track of time, runners maybe, people who are running out of time one way or another. They get chased, almost herded, until time runs out and that tick-tick-ticking bearing down on them is the only thing they hear ever again.

Pokey is different, I think. Pokey likes control. He likes conformity and homogeneity. He doesn't use force so much. He doesn't threaten unless necessary. He will target people that resist his pull extra hard tho. People like Paul. He was pissed in TGWDLM because Paul defied him three times. The nail that stands out brings the hammer down first. He lures people away from groups, their packs. I think he goes out of his way to target misfits and outcasts. People who feel like they don't belong. Who struggle with being lonely. He sings, his pack sings, and calls out to them. He lures them with the promise of contentment and belonging. The masks are two fold, I think. They're the shattered remains of the person they were, the barest glimpse that they were something else. But they're almost another manipulation tactic too. I think for the people who get close enough to see them and the pack that's already converted, it implies that their true self is the mask and pokey is the answer to who they really are. Tbh I think more about pokey than I do any of the others, wiggly is a close second tho.

Webby's are sadder to me. I don't think webby is malicious. Maybe misguided and a bit manipulative, but I don't think she means to hurt anyone. When she converts hers, i think she does it to be kind. That it's too late for them and if she doesn't, something else will. Everything so far indicates that they're children. Lost kids. Kids who are scared and trapped. Maybe being cornered by one of the others. They're shaped like rabbits and rabbits are not built to fight. They're built to run away. They're skittish and quick. That fits with scared kids to me, kids running away from the monsters in the dark, the ones that can't find their parents. I think they make webby sad. I think she cares for them, but I think it hurts her to think of them. That she couldn't do more. That their last moments were being frightened and alone. I think their last words hurt her the most. There was only one I think that seemed to have anything even remotely positive said as their last words. But most just echo the saddest, loneliest, most frightened things because that's what their last moments were. And I think that's why they're mostly quiet. I kinda wonder if webby makes them that way on purpose. Quiet so she doesn't have to confront what they say.

Anyways sorry bout the wall of text I love ur story and I am fixated so hard ❤️

I COMPLETELY missed this ask somehow I'm so sorry!!

I love these theories, you're on the right track at a lot of points ;) thank you for sharing!! these are great

[cyberneticlagomorph]

REDSTRING.BOARD.NET, a shady conspiracy theorist forum akin to somethingawful, reddit and 4chan

A hotbed for mundane humans to explore and discuss their experiences with the supernatural (real or imagined), it's become the canary in the coal mine for many secretive organizations looking for breaches in the collective charade.

It's harder than you think to find what you're looking for, the forum's a barely moderated mess oozing with crazy people who think they're sane and sane people who think they're crazy.

In the end you stumble across a thread that piques your interest. 

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Thread started by USER: comradewaffulz (CW) 

DATE: AUG 5th 2121 06:54

"URSUMBA/URSUMBRA ONLINE REAL?"

CW: [a video of a black rabbit shaped creature with glowing eyes looming over a child's crib, taken from the doorway to the child's bedroom]

CW: ok but, i'm not crazy right? this looks like one of the enemies from that ursumbra game everybody played back in high school?

CW: like??? there's been a spike in missing children's cases lately and when the cops go to check out the crime scenes theres always black goo around and the parents mention at least one of their kids toys is missing, thats *too* close to the main storyline to be a coincidence right

UrsumbraUnderlord (UU): [user was banned for this post, reason: unrelated]

[DELETED USER] (AG): oh my god how is a bot on here

[DELETED USER] (PR): lol get fucked

PR: but you're right CW, it is stupidly similar. if it wasn't for the fact that kids are actually disappearing i'd say it was a PR stunt.

AG: are you a PR stunt lmao

PR: shut the fuck up

AG: you'd think they'd test the goo tho

PR: maybe they have.

AG: good point…

CW: id say its weird that none of this has hit the news yet but lbr if anything on this board was in the news iit would be for the wrong reasons

PR: it'd be fucked up if the devs tried to claim this shit.

CW: but like... is this happening BECAUSE of the game or did the devs know about these creatures and make the game based on them

PR: if there's anything remotely like the game they're probably absolutely exhausted of this shit

KintsugiKitsune (KK): LOL COULD U IMAGINE?? BEING A WHOLE ASS NIGHTMARE AND SOMEONE MAKES A STUPOD GAME ABOUT U GRTTING YOUR ASS BEAT BY  A FUZZY BUNNY

KK: ID GO APESHIT TOO LOL

PR: people are going missing KK

KK: SUCKS TO BD THEM LOL

[CW has kicked/banned KK]

CW: God you suck

CW: anyway 

CW: I wonder if anything fucky has happened in game since this shit started 

PR: I mean I doubt it, that would be too on the nose right? Some true creepy pasta bullshit

CW: ok but, has anybody checked?

AG: game's basically dead, the dev team abandoned it shortly after launch cuz it wasn't making the money they hoped it would. 

AG: wasted big bucks on pop culture tie-ins for merch and item skins too

AG: if anybody still plays they've probably been around since day one

PR: I heard they quit cuz they couldn't get Server Moon to host for them

AG: por que no los dos?

AG: the original game was pretty ok for an rpgmaker project, dunno why the studio that bought it thought something that intensely personal would translate into an MMORPG though 

AG: anyway, if you wanna see if the game is borked you'd have to do it yourself CW

CW: fine, I will

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The last message is dated a week after the thread started and merely asks if anyone has seen comradewaffulz. 

There are no further replies or answers, no other threads on this topic.

The gap in your knowledge stares back at you like an empty eye socket and chills you to the bone.

This isn't an isolated incident, this has been going on for at least a year.

Maybe even longer.

And nobody's noticed.

You thumb the little foil packet in your hand, feeling the chip inside floating delicately in its bath of stasis gel.

You wonder if this is really worth it.

If you couldn't just… back out now and find a halfway decent lawyer to cover your ass when the Tower comes knocking. 

…but now you're curious. 

[staysuki]

Hi hi ❣️ How are you ?! Are you excited for the holidays?!

I just finished reading through the latest updates for SLC and ohhhh boyyyyyyy 😭

To be honest I’m kind of heart broken for Y/n, her relationship with “Candy” has gone so far downhill, (understandable from Hyunjin’s side now that their identities have been revealed) But like 😫😫 The one person she felt so comfortable and safe talking to is no more since Hyunjin refuses to see her as anything but a “phony” or a “horrible person”😓 It hurts my heart so much... And Seungmin.... I get where he comes from and why he can’t find a way to forgive her but will their “friendship” end here for good ?!

I’m glad Y/n still has Ryujin, her sister and partly Jae to confide in, everyone needs someone you know ? Side note: I can’t believe Lia likes Jae 🤭 I was cringing too when he started texting her...

Okay now honestly, I cannot get over the fact that Felix is actually dead, I thought for sure he would of escaped and added a look-a-like in his place, but Han going to see him in the casket solidified the truth... OR DID IT ?!?? Is he actually, truly, 100% gone ????? I still don’t fully believe it 🥲 It was nice to finally get some back story for Felix’s character.... Who would have thought he was poor and struggling for so long before Han decided to offer him a job 😭 It made my little crush on his character a little bigger not gonna lie 🥺 Thank you for adding that in it was wonderful ❣️

Is it just my biased heart, that gets a little jealous when Hyunjin talks/spends time with Naeyon ? Or is everyone else normal ? Cause I always go 🤨😑Whenever I read anything to do with them 🤡 I know they’re really good friends and I’m happy Hyunjin has her for all she does to help him but... my heart can’t help it (I’m down so terribly for Hyunjin it’s not okay) Fingers crossed Jae swoops in and start dating her 👀🥴

I have some thoughts about Hyunjin’s idea for the art exhibit... Maybe, possibly, 10 smaller paintings that when lined up together make the full “Eleanor’s Life” statue? Sculpture? 😅 (I apologize I can’t remember if it was specified.) Whenever he painted it before, it was based off old memories but now he’s seen it up close and personal as an adult, I feel he will be able to paint a more accurate and meaningful artwork of it now. And I have a funny feeling who his partner for the art-psychology research will be 😏 Perhaps the worst person possible? Y/n? Or maybe I’m just thinking of the easiest answer... I can’t wait to find out nonetheless 🧐

Thank you for some more wonderful and intriguing updates for this story, I always look forward to them and it’s always a pleasure to hop over to your asks and spill my incoherent thoughts to you 😅❣️

#teamhyunjin👁👄👁

im good, hope you're doing well~ my family doesn't celebrate holidays much but i do get into the holiday spirit myself 💕

yeah, so many relationships are falling apart rn jshwjshwjs but who knows how it'll turn out in the end, we still have a lot of time after all~

and the lia scene JSHWJSHSH poor girl just couldn't get a break. she's been rejected twice now— that conversation def have off second-hand embarrassment vibes jshwjshwhs

yeah, felix and jisung's arc has got to be one of the most heartbreaking ones ngl. their scumminess is by no means validated, but it makes them seem more like people y'know, and not just antagonists. i did say that i wasn't gonna go in too deep with felix's backstory so i more so just spilled his motives, i'm glad it seemed plentiful information enough!

and yes pLS let's ease on the jelly 💀🙏 nayeon and hyunjin definitely has more of a sibling-like relationship. it's shown with the way they're so comfy with each other and treat each other with familial care. it's definitely something that hyunjin needed, so having that support system around him is perfect because sometimes he's too prideful to ask for help from the kims.

that's a good guess, no spoilies tho 🙈💕

and ofc! i always love hearing your thoughts. they're definitely not incoherent at all ❤️‍🔥 love getting asks from you uwu

[bagels-and-seagulls]

Okay this is definitely not the first time I've come into your ask box asking for angst but...I read your new cheerleader!matteo and hj!david and I couldn't resist. I started thinking about like what if when they're not official yet, there's a misunderstanding that David's messing around with other people as well bc his teammates are saying things to mess with matteo as always. (Love love love your writing)

i was not planning on writing more of this au so soon but this ask literally hit me in the face with a brick and i feel as tho i must. also the peach bowl is emotionally over and next is the fiesta one, so i’m still in a circle of hell

part one - part two

-matteo doesn’t really know how to treat david after leonie’s party, doesn’t know if he should think of them as an item, or at least becoming one, or if it was a one time thing just to get some of their energy out, to see if whatever there was between them was easily ended after a simple kiss, or if it only made it worse. 

-spoiler alert, it made it worse.

-matteo has never really had a crush before, not one that had any promise to go anywhere. sure, he had the hopelessly tragic crush on his straight bestfriend that looking back on it was nice in a way, knowing that it was never going to happen, falling out of the crush just as easily as he fell into it. but since then, since jonas, he hasn’t really thought about anyone else. there weren’t many people like that around here to even really think about, not unless he wanted to go for a straight guy again, which no, thanks. one was enough for him. so he this was all new territory for him, being in that awkward stage between nothing and something. he didn’t really know what to do, what to say, how to act. he didn’t know if he was allowed to ask david to hang out, how many times he was allowed to text in a day, if they were going to kiss hello in the hallway, anything like that. anything at all.

-matteo has never had a crush before, so he never even knew he was a such a jealous person until- well, it hit him over the head like a neon green semi-truck. 

-yo man, david, you’re a total dog, one of the football players kids as they’re all walking into the locker room, and matteo was there, trying to find a charger that one of the girls was asking for. and he could have sworn it was in his bag even though he couldn’t find it. shut up, man, he hears david say back and laugh, and it makes matteo stop. you had like three of those cheerleaders all over you, someone else says. yeah, i’ve been trying to get with sam for months, and she’s all over you in one second, comes another voice. y’all are going to get me in trouble, david laughs and rounds the corner and sees matteo looking back. hi, david says, his smile changing into something a little smaller, a little more like it was just for matteo. hi, matteo repeats and ends up just staring at david for a second, who just laughs a little awkwardly and scratches the back of his neck. i gotta get back to practice, matteo mutters and walks off, hearing david’s, oh, okay, bye?

-matteo invites david to go to an open mic thing that jonas wants him to go to, and david tells him that he had already promised leonie he would go to a party with her. but he could see him afterwards? maybe they could meet up somewhere? matteo tells him that it’s okay, that they can meet up tomorrow morning or just wait until monday. and then monday morning rolls around, and he hears whispering in the hallway about how david hooked up with some girl, went home with her even, and matteo feels like it isn’t true. doesn’t think that david was that kind of guy, but it eats away at him anyways. eats away at him until he feels a little bit angry, and a little bit disappointed, and something else that was a combination of the two. and he ends up going to his class early, even though he said he would meet david by his locker before school started. 

-david texts him, are you okay? and matteo doesn’t answer. david looks at him all concerned when he sees him in literature, and matteo ignores that look, too. 

-they end up making out when david comes over one day to study for their literature exam. they end up actually studying for maybe twenty minutes, throwing glances at each other every couple of seconds and smiling to themselves once they were caught. you know, they say you should study for fifteen minutes and then take a five minute break to improve memory, david says at one point. oh really? matteo asks, and how long have we been studying? and david takes the book out of his lap with a smirk and leans into his space until matteo is looking up at him, at least twenty already, he mutters, looking between matteo’s eyes and his lips. and how do you think we should spend our break? matteo asks, feeling like he had something to be proud of all of a sudden. 

-matteo leaves a hickey on the base of david’s neck, and he doesn’t think he’s ever left a hickey before, feeling a little like a strutting peacock when he sees david on monday morning with the bruise still dark against his skin. but then he hears all of the names of the people that some suspect might have left it there, and not once does his name come up. he doesn’t think he’ll be leaving one again. 

-are you okay? david asks him one day when they’re standing at the edge of the field, and matteo’s been ignoring him all day because he didn’t think that he would be able to keep his mouth shut about how he heard from at least four of david’s teammates that david screwed around with one of matteo’s squadmates at a party in the middle of the week, which honestly was trashy enough. and matteo wasn’t too sure that david even went to a party on a wednesday night, but he’s been having a pretty shitty day all around and thought it was only a matter of time before he accidentally let it out on someone else. i’m fine, matteo says and tries to brush him off. matteo, just talk to me, david asks, and matteo was almost ready to spill his guts right there, right out his mouth and onto the field underneath their feet, but the said squadmate from the rumor happened to be walking by just then, because of course she did, and waved at david right as matteo went to open his mouth. forget it, matteo says instead of admitting anythign that was nasty, and mean, and uncalled for, and shakes his head. wait, david says. if you want to go talk to her, go and leave me alone, matteo mutters and turns away only for david to grip his elbow and pull him back, what is that supposed to mean? and matteo thinks this might be his guts coming up, that thing that was mean he was trying to push down, if you’re hooking up with other people or whatever, just leave me out of it.

-matteo walks away, and that night as he’s laying in bed, he thinks that maybe he really screwed something up. 

-matteo never had a crush before, so he never really knew he was a jealous person. he didn’t know he was going to hate himself so much for it. 

-i don’t know why you’re so convinced i’m meant to be a bad guy, david says, straddling the locker room bench and clearly waiting for matteo to come in, to try and get him to talk to him. what? matteo says with a shake of his head, even though he heard him perfectly fine, just didn’t want to have to come up with some sort of response to it. instead, facing towards his locker and effectively blocking himself from looking david in the face. you’re the only one i’m, like, interested in, or whatever, david says, i haven’t been talking to anyone else, or hooking up or anything. matteo nods his head because he doesn’t have anything to add, doesn’t have anything to say. but you don’t believe me, do you? david asks with a sigh and a scoff rolled into one and doesn’t wait for an answer. fuck, matteo. i know you don’t like football players, and i get it. really, i do, but i’ve never lied to you- not once. and i’m not screwing around behind your back. matteo nods again and reaches for something in his locker, his hand gripping nothing but air. yeah, alright, david says, and it sounds like he was giving up on something, i guess i’ll just fuck off or whatever.

-they don’t talk for days, and matteo feels like garbage the entire time, opening and closing david’s contact just trying to work up the nerve to talk to him. 

-i think i really fucked it up, matteo mutters to jonas one night when he comes over to play some video games after school. with david? jonas asks and pauses the game. matteo hums and sets his controller down, i didn’t believe him and i should’ve. jonas sits there for a moment, tapping a beat only he could hear on his knee. have you told him that? jonas asks. matteo shakes his head. i don’t know how to apologize, matteo admits. i think i really fucked it up. 

-matteo swallows down his pride and his nerves with nothing left in his bones except his guilt as he walks up to david at his locker with his hands stuck up under his backpack straps, kicking his heels into the ground. uh, hey, he says, and david turns around like he was shocked to see him. hey, david repeats and holds his books in front of his chest. i- uh, i wanted to apologize, matteo says, for being an asshole. david nods his head but doesn’t say anything, his face screwed up like he was holding himself back from saying anything at all. can we talk? after school maybe? matteo asks and hopes that he isn’t turned down. david says to wait up for him after practice. 

-what did you want to talk about? david asks later, leaning back up against his locker with his arms crossed in front of him, the bench dividing them. i’m sorry, matteo says, i should’ve talked to you or something, instead of believing other people. i just- i don’t know. i haven’t had the best time at this school, especially with the football team. and i guess i just thought it was too good to be true, that-that you were too good to be true. david doesn’t say anything for a long time, and matteo sucks in a breath, running his thumb nail up the sides of his fingers, i should’ve talked to you, and i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to fuck this whole thing up. i really do like you. david clicks his tongue, and matteo has to look down at the ground in order to not stare too hard. i really like you, too, david says after a beat, and matteo looks up at him, wanting him to say more. it’s just- how can i be with someone who doesn’t trust me? and matteo goes to argue immediately, but closes his mouth when he sees the look that david was leveling him with. can i have another chance? matteo asks, to show you that i do? 

-david agrees, and matteo sighs out in relief. 

-it takes them a few weeks to get back where they were, when they felt young and almost in love, smiling just by the thought of seeing the other, so excited when they do, that they just sway from side to side on their feet once they’re in close proximity, too caught up in themselves to even kiss each other hello. but matteo thinks that he’s proved it. at least, he hopes that he did, that he trusts david totally and completely, with his whole heart even because he feels like that’s what he’s doing, handing it over wrapped in a little bow. 

-do you want to go see a movie tonight? david asks him when they’re both standing outside the school, not exactly wanting to say goodbye but knowing the day was over. matteo hums, not completely catching the question, too caught up in his thoughts. a movie? david repeats, and matteo shrugs, not feeling any sort of way about the proposal. what is is? david asks, leaning in closer and nudging matteo with his elbow. did you want to be my boyfriend? matteo blurts out. the words just falling from his mouth before he’s able to catch them back up. oh, uh, david stretches out and scratches the back of his neck. nevermind, forget it, matteo stutters out and takes a step back. no, no, no, i do, i just- david sighs and looks around before tugging matteo over to the side of the building to be more out of the way. 

-i do, david repeats. but? matteo asks. but, uh, david pinches the bridge of his nose and scrunches his eyes up, i’m trans, he says eventually, looking up and at matteo who was looking back with wide eyes. uh, matteo drawls out after a second, is that it? and david tilts his head to the side, what? and matteo looks around, not really for anything, just to look at something that wasn’t david for a second. you’re trans so you don’t want to be my boyfriend? matteo asks. what? david repeats, no, no- i’m trans, so i thought maybe you didn’t want me to be your boyfriend. and then it was matteo’s turn to scratch his head. so you’re trans, and you don’t want me to want you to be my boyfriend? he asks. and david looks at him for a second. i think we’re agreeing? he says with an uptick in his voice. you’re trans, matteo says. right, david confirms. and you wanna be my boyfriend? matteo asks. right, david repeats. and matteo nods, still feeling a little bit confused, so they both just stand there, rocking from side to side on the balls of their feet until david goes, so boyfriends? and matteo smiles. yeah, boyfriends, he agrees, and david smiles too and kisses him. 

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A Loving New Beginning- Gods of the Sky Au (Part One!) -Sanders Sides Fic

(Authors note: So, bet you guys totally forgot that I was planning on making another part to this Au, huh?? Well, After some trial and error, and some struggling with ideas and motivation, I’ve got part one, out of three/four, done and ready to give to ya’ll! This is supposed to help balance out the AU’s angst ratios a little bit to give a look into the aftermath of the Main Fic, so I hope ya’ll enjoy! Also wanna be tagged for anything to do with this AU? Let me know, I’m starting a taglist for it!)

Warnings: fluffy fluff and little else other than Virgil being a cute lil confused bean!

Check out the fanfic this fic follows after, right here! (Or else nothing will make much sense, though please heed the warnings!) There will also be art of All the Sides in the future, like this piece here! (Angst and slight blood tw for that piece tho!)

Roman is working on creating something new in his creation room inside the temple when Virgil quietly steps in.

“Hey Ro?” Roman startles slightly and his creation dissipates, thankfully he hadn't really started on it and hadn't really had anything in mind when starting on it, so nothing is lost. Virgil, however, looks guilty anyway and begins apologizing profusely.

“No no, it's okay, really. I promise, Virgil, no harm done!” He chuckles softly, patting the others shoulders as he comes to stand in front of the lunar god.

“So what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?” the solar god asks, which triggers Virgil to flush. The happiness of seeing color in the fair skin of the gods once sickly pale face bubbles inside Roman for a moment, and he can't help but smile which only causes the smaller of the two to blush more.

“U-um.. The humans, you know, with a solstice coming up, they're requesting us. They - they want all of us to attend the upcoming festival celebration..” the ravenette fidgeted with his new cape’s hem, the gold threaded designs woven into the inside to represent the stars that accompany the Moon at night glittered beautifully in the candle light. Truly, Virgil finally looked divinely ethereal, as he rightfully should have looked all this time.

“That's fantastic, my dear Luna!~ You rightfully deserve to be a part of the Solstice Celebrations!” Roman's eyes lit up bright like the star he was born for, excited and proud of the God he cared for deeply. He couldn't quite help his giddiness, reaching to take Virgil's hands into his own and twirl the shorter god in glee, heart only warming more at the precious squeak of surprise that escaped the Moon.

“Just imagine the praise, the fun, the dances! The shimmering decorations, the music, Virgil!” Roman couldn't help but pull the other close, guiding the other in a small twirling dance, ending it off by picking up the other by the waist and giving one final twirling motion before setting him down and gazing warmly into the others eyes.

Virgil still seemed thrown by the kind, caring mood Roman now treated him with, still new to the solid affection and support after working alone for so long. Locking eyes left him flustered and floundering at what to do when shown such solid respect, not to mention being spun cheerily around!

Virgil's arms had instinctively reached out to hold on to Roman’s shoulders while being spun, which was where they now rested as he attempted to gather himself. Unable to help his natural nervous tendencies, he broke eye contact and pulled his arms to his chest to fumble with his sleeves.

“Well, the thing is. Y’know those stories they write based on history? Those exaggerated dramas? Well, um.. since the um.. most recent event in history, they’ve begun to write stories about me.. about, a-about us?” Virgil seemed to flush a bit more, face twisting into something more confused, a look he often gained when frustrated over confusing things.

Roman tilted his head curiously, an endeared smile never leaving his face as he hummed inquiringly. “Hmm? About us? What about us? I know that Humans can sometimes get carried away with their exaggerations, for entertainment’s sake, but I hope it is not too bad?” Watching the nervousness flicker in Virgil’s eyes made his smile falter, concern flashing over his tanned features at the smaller gods distress. “It is not too bad, right?”

“That.. is what I wanted to talk to you about, its not bad, no. But, I just.. Don't understand it? They write.. unfamiliar endings, they assume and guess that the Moon and Sun are one in the same.” Virgil refused to meet the Sun God’s gaze, instead nervously playing with his cape once more.

“Virgil, we are one in the same. Equals within the sky, as it should have been from the start.”

“No, Roman, that.. That's not entirely what I mean.. I mean that.. they see us as lovers, write about us being forced apart by the shadows, and my sacrifice and rebirth, then write about how we then will live on as one, like Patton and Logan do. They want us to attend, together, I.. am confused by this, Roman. ”

“Why, dear Luna? Humans seek love in everything they find. Though, I sometimes think it may be the way they cope with the knowledge that I had left you all alone..” guilt flashed over the sun god’s face, but he maintained his gaze on the beautiful moon before him. “Perhaps I should follow in their footsteps, I will never forgive myself for being so wrong with you, so anything to prove my devotion to your healing wellbeing is something I wouldn’t mind taking part in.”

Virgil was even more confused now than before. Was Roman.. agreeing? With the Humans? Saying that they should be together?

“Roman I don’t..?” Virgil shyly peered up at the taller god, surprise evident in his softer features.

“You will understand with time, my dear Virgil, I promise to you.” The Sun gently hooked his arm around the Moons waist and pulled him close, gently placing a kiss upon the others forehead. “In due time, everything will be clear.”

Virgil gently gripped at the others vibrant cloak, eyes downcast with a look of bewilderment, cheeks flushed.

“Alright, Roman.. I trust you.” Romans heart fluttered at those words, heavy in meaning, the baring of vulnerability in giving them. His hand carded gently through the raven locks of the Moon’s hair, eyes soft and distant for a long moment.

“My dear Luna, if you are ever uncomfortable during the festival, if you ever need an out, air to breathe, a quiet place to calm down in, just give me the word, and you’ll have it. These human festivals can be quite fun, however I do not want want your first time in experience to be unpleasant because you have been overwhelmed.”

Virgil nodded, releasing the others cloak gently to thumb the soft fabric thoughtfully. “They say the Festival will finally be able to last all day and night, because of my Moon, Roman. I am concerned for the Humans, Roman, have they ever carried festivities in the night before? It will be dark, and dangerous, even with my moonlight.”

The Sun chuckled, soothing the ravenette’s hair back from shielding his eyes, shining gold gazing into piercing blue-grey. “Always worrying, my dear Virgil, do not fret, they have planned for this. I have already been asked to help light the flames of the festival candles once night falls. It will be a magical, glittering display, and everyone will be safe in our presence.” Leaning his forehead against Virgil's, eyes locking. “I promise to you that this festival will be far from harm and danger, it will be magical, a wondrous occasion to celebrate us, to celebrate you. With all of us now together, the humans will be safe from the darkness, for good.” The Solar god’s hand slipped from the others hair and rested gently against the Moon’s cheek, thumb rubbing soothing strokes against flushed pink skin with adoration. “With you in our midst, we are complete.”

Both gods spent a few moments in silence, finding assurance in one another’s quiet presence when all was said and done. Eventually, Virgil broke the silence by hiding his face against the taller gods shoulders, huffing out a shy chuckle, “You are so weirdly wondrous, Roman.” Saying which had earned a warm laugh and a gentle kiss upon the head in response, which then also prompted a bashful whine in reaction.

They stood there and swayed happily, content and safely uninterrupted in the warm temple room for a few more long, wonderful minutes before Roman was struck with realization.

“Virgil? I just had a thought.” Roman grinned at the inquiring hum he received, knowing the other had made himself quite comfortable against the sun god’s warm shoulder. “You have never attended a festival before..” Another answering hum, “Soo.. that means you don’t have a festival outfit!” Roman’s excitement could easily be heard mounting in his voice alone, and Virgil was left floundering again, so enraptured by the others metaphorical sunshine. Virgil mustered up enough will to tilt his head to the side, exposing his mouth enough to talk more easily, “No, I don't.. Your point?”

“My poooint, is that we need to make one for you!” In Roman’s excitement, he plucked Virgil up again and twirling him around, slowing only slightly when the other gave an upset groan in reaction.

“But Roman, why can’t I wear this? It’s already plenty flashy and extravagant..” the Ravenette whined softly, arms slipping around Roman’s neck to secure himself himself and steady their spinning.

“Heaven’s no, My magnificent Moon! You can’t wear that because that is your everyday attire, my dear! This is a Solstice Festival, a twice in a year occurrence to celebrate our balance and unity, there will be no faltering in representing your beauty, in style nor personality! These days are special, and I will not let you under-represent yourself!”

“But Roman-” Virgil paused, purposefully pausing their spin by placing his feet firmly to the ground, still holding the other close. “I don’t- I- Just because I’m not.. wearing something extravagant, doesn’t mean I’ll be under-represented..”

He watched guiltily as Roman’s excitement deflated a little, and the sigh that Roman gave wasn’t too reassuring either. “I.. I know, Virgil. I just, I just want you to enjoy this, want you to feel like a part of the sky, like you always deserved to be. I know you aren’t used to standing out, used to being at the center of attention but, just this once, I think this might.. help? Think about it this way..”

Roman slowly guided Virgil to a window, sitting on the windowsill and pulling the smaller into his lap so that they could gaze out into the night sky and the active villages below it. “Each one of us already has a themed Solstice Festival outfit, representing what we are. They all match in a way, so if you don’t wear one made to match as well, people might stare, they might question why, I just, I don’t care about the backlash we could get, I care about the caused attention that could be centered on you, because I know you are easily overwhelmed by that.” Virgil was now leaned against Roman’s chest as they gazed out at the town below, Roman’s hand carding through the smaller’s hair while the other was entwined with one of Virgil’s own. The solar god’s voice was laced with nervousness and worry, something unusual and unlike him to show around Virgil. It was after a few moments that Virgil realized that Roman had shared a very vulnerable piece of himself inlaid with worry to Virgil, and was waiting for a response in return.

“Look, Ro.. I, I get it, you’re worried about me, and, that's.. that's weird to say for myself but..” Roman’s hand gave a gentle squeeze, which Virgil returned before continuing, “But, I guess, the outfit thing doesn’t sound so bad, when you put it that way. And.. I said that I trust you, I can see that you care, and uh.. yeah.. I’m not good at this..” he earned another hand squeeze from Roman before receiving a gentle kiss on the head and a soft “Thank you.”

They stayed like that in each others arms for another few moments, enjoying the mutual quiet as Virgil tucked himself against Roman once more.

Roman would later call a monk to retrieve to remaining two gods and bring them to the temple’s creation room so that they may all begin work on Virgil’s festival attire, but for now, the two would enjoy a quiet pleasant nap together, finally at peace.

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Part Two!

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