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[vyzoi]

im gonna start school again soon im scared AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

its gonna be me and the voices against the world...

Good luck!

Try not to overwork yourself and stress too hard.

[vyzoi]

YOURE WELCOME!

I glad you love it, kid!

Good Game

Synopsis: you and your best friend Bachira aren’t playing a serious game. Eventually, he shakes it up a notch. It’s still not a serious game, but it got more competitive.

Contains: gender neutral reader, slight humor, slight teasing

AN: my moot @chamloaf requested a story in my inbox. Only the first three paragraphs were originally written and posted in the answer to the inbox. I decided to keep going because it has the potential to become a good fic.

Word count: 512

You and Bachira are dribbling and passing a football to each other on an empty pitch. You're not really kicking the ball into the goal. But if it does end up in a goal, whoever kicks it in gets a point.

Bachira is getting bored and wants to play more wild. You think he's about to kick the ball to you, but then he stops and holds the ball with his foot. You realize what he's about to do, you run up to try to kick the ball out from underneath him.

Before you get any closer, he kicks the ball into the goal so fast. You look at him with wide eyes and an open jaw. He turns around and gives you a big smile. “Good game, huh? Next time, you have to be quicker than that."

The sun is starting to set, so you and Bachira go your separate ways and go home.

It’s not a serious game, you know that. But his “you have to be quicker than that.” Made you think a little bit. He’s not wrong, your reaction was a little slow. He only caught you off guard though. Next time, you won’t fall for the same trick.

That night, you get a text message from Bachira.

Same thing tomorrow morning?

You smile as you reply.

You’re on!

He replies back.

See you at ten thirty!

You set your phones alarm clock to nine thirty. Then you place your phone face down on the nightstand.

The next morning, your phones alarm clock went off. You sit up and grab it to shut it off. Immediately, you got dressed and headed to the kitchen to prepare a quick healthy breakfast. Scrambled eggs and bacon.

After your breakfast, you finish up getting ready by brushing your teeth and styling your hair.

You make it to the pitch at exactly ten thirty and Bachira is already there warming up. “Still not any quicker are you?” Bachira teases and you’re walking up to him. “How long have you been here then?” You ask in a nonchalant tone. “Since ten twenty,” He says with a smile and a wink. That’s not much of a time difference, but you let it go.

You start to warm up before you and him start playing.

After your warm up, Bachira passes the ball to you. He’s letting you kick off since he kicked off first yesterday. It’s still not a serious game, but you want to get him back for what he did. You’re going to prove just how quick you really are.

You pass the ball to him and then you make a run to create a distance between the two of you. After he dribbles a bit and catches up to you, he passes the ball to you. He expects you to wait and pass it to him again, but you don’t. You ran a bit further and then you kicked the ball straight into the goal.

You turn around and ask him in a teasing tone, “good game, huh?”

[vyzoi]

Good Game

Synopsis: you and your best friend Bachira aren’t playing a serious game. Eventually, he shakes it up a notch. It’s still not a serious game, but it got more competitive.

Contains: gender neutral reader, slight humor, slight teasing

AN: my moot @chamloaf requested a story in my inbox. Only the first three paragraphs were originally written and posted in the answer to the inbox. I decided to keep going because it has the potential to become a good fic.

Word count: 512

You and Bachira are dribbling and passing a football to each other on an empty pitch. You're not really kicking the ball into the goal. But if it does end up in a goal, whoever kicks it in gets a point.

Bachira is getting bored and wants to play more wild. You think he's about to kick the ball to you, but then he stops and holds the ball with his foot. You realize what he's about to do, you run up to try to kick the ball out from underneath him.

Before you get any closer, he kicks the ball into the goal so fast. You look at him with wide eyes and an open jaw. He turns around and gives you a big smile. “Good game, huh? Next time, you have to be quicker than that."

The sun is starting to set, so you and Bachira go your separate ways and go home.

It’s not a serious game, you know that. But his “you have to be quicker than that.” Made you think a little bit. He’s not wrong, your reaction was a little slow. He only caught you off guard though. Next time, you won’t fall for the same trick.

That night, you get a text message from Bachira.

Same thing tomorrow morning?

You smile as you reply.

You’re on!

He replies back.

See you at ten thirty!

You set your phones alarm clock to nine thirty. Then you place your phone face down on the nightstand.

The next morning, your phones alarm clock went off. You sit up and grab it to shut it off. Immediately, you got dressed and headed to the kitchen to prepare a quick healthy breakfast. Scrambled eggs and bacon.

After your breakfast, you finish up getting ready by brushing your teeth and styling your hair.

You make it to the pitch at exactly ten thirty and Bachira is already there warming up. “Still not any quicker are you?” Bachira teases and you’re walking up to him. “How long have you been here then?” You ask in a nonchalant tone. “Since ten twenty,” He says with a smile and a wink. That’s not much of a time difference, but you let it go.

You start to warm up before you and him start playing.

After your warm up, Bachira passes the ball to you. He’s letting you kick off since he kicked off first yesterday. It’s still not a serious game, but you want to get him back for what he did. You’re going to prove just how quick you really are.

You pass the ball to him and then you make a run to create a distance between the two of you. After he dribbles a bit and catches up to you, he passes the ball to you. He expects you to wait and pass it to him again, but you don’t. You ran a bit further and then you kicked the ball straight into the goal.

You turn around and ask him in a teasing tone, “good game, huh?”

[vyzoi]

Interesting!

have you had the Wednesday meal from Wendy’s yet

No😅

Is it good?

[vyzoi]

youre the best mamma ever!!

Thank you!

I have a few kids on here and I don’t have favorites. Therefore, you’re a good kid!

When the fic is finished, I’ll tag you.

[vyzoi]

have you had the Wednesday meal from Wendy’s yet

No😅

Is it good?

[vyzoi]

tiny nibble, barely noticeable nibble

That tickles 😂

[vyzoi]

mom im being harrassed by a anon can u tell me a storyyy

Here’s a story (you have come to the right person because I write fics)

*ahem*

You and your best friend Bachira are dribbling and passing a football to each other on an empty pitch. You’re not really kicking the ball into the goal. But if it does end up in a goal, whoever kicks it in gets a point.

Bachira is getting bored and wants to play more wild. You think he’s about to kick the ball to you, but then he stops and holds the ball with his foot. You realize what he’s about to do, you run up to try to kick the ball out from underneath him.

Before you get any closer, he kicks the ball into the goal so fast. You look at him with wide eyes and an open jaw. He turns around and gives you a big smile. “Good game, huh? Next time, you have to be quicker than that.”

•••••••

Here’s the extended version

[vyzoi]

I adopt so many people

You’re in good hands🤞

we have so much stuff in canon...

can you....

adopt mehHHHHHHHHhAHAH

YES I CAN ADOPT YOU

[vyzoi]

COMMON FUCK NOT CANON GELP

I KNOW WHAT YOU MEANT ITS OK

[vyzoi]

we have so much stuff in canon...

can you....

adopt mehHHHHHHHHhAHAH

YES I CAN ADOPT YOU

[vyzoi]

...I'm good now.... ish

I want a cookie 🐦‍⬛

-🥖

🍪

Here you go!

[vyzoi]

hold my hands while we manifest for a QPR together and try not to be delulu.

LMAO

*holds your hands platonically*

🕯️We have a QPR relationship🕯️

🕯️We have a QPR relationship🕯️

🕯️We have a QPR relationship🕯️

[vyzoi]

I love how I’m gaining more aroace followers. It warms my heart.

[vyzoi]

So real

IVE BEEN WANTING A QPR FOR SO LONG

Time will come, it will happen

I WANNA BE IN A QUEER PLATONIC REASGHISNSSHIPUHEHFUEIHFUIEHFUEIHFUEIF

[vyzoi]

My baby

Omg I have a cactus collection myself!

It’s the Nagi effect.

Congratulations on your new baby!

[vyzoi]

Blog themes I REALLY want to do in the future

Red and black

Purple

Red

Grey

Yellow

Brown and blue

Brown and pink