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kei-luv · 3 years ago

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Vance x male reader who is a ride or die who has bailed him out of jail and has out run the police. Just imagine the hijinks and the chaos and I would imagine reader is actually super smiley and funny

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Note: Alright, alright. I like how you think. Also kinda basing Reader off of Nahoya Kawata from tokyorev. Not so much, but just that he's always putting on a smile in front of others to make him seem innocent. (even tho he's not) Though Reader might get pretty pissy when it comes to Vance getting in trouble cause he always has to bail him out. Kinda ironic of him though since he sometimes be beating people up too. Alright, I've rambled long enough, let's just get on with the story.

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tw: Mentions of blood, Vance beating some kid up, cussing, Vance Hopper in general, the police, Reader has a motorcycle, Reader is kinda cocky? Reader kinda be acting like a parent for some reason, Vance kinda acts like a kicked puppy and just follows Reader around like one, and Reader getting tired of Vance's shit. (lol, no he's not) genre: fluff?/crack? reader: male characters: vance hopper

Word Count: 1,085 Masterlist

[Name] was pissed. He was extremely irate after receiving a phone call from the police informing him that Vance fucking Hopper had once again gotten himself locked up and needed him to bail him out.

"This is the fourth fucking time this week he got himself into trouble again! That fucking dumbass!"

[Name] muttered to himself before slamming the door behind him and furiously making his way to his bike while hurling insults about Vance.

"I swear to God I'm gonna fucking punch him." [Name] said before accelerating toward the police station on his motorcycle with a tight grip on the handlebars.

Stopping in front of the station, [Name] quickly entered, a tight grin on his lips as he immediately took notice of Vance behind bars, who swiftly turned away from him.

"Afternoon Officers. I'm here to bail my friend out, I'm pretty sure you already know who." Speaking softly, [Name] handed the cash to the desk employee, who then gave the other officer the go-ahead to release Vance.

"Mr. [LastName], please make sure he doesn't get himself into any trouble." [Name] snatched at Vance's wrist, nearly breaking it with his firm hold as he nodded and smiled softly.

"Of course, I'll do my best. Have a good rest of the day Officers." The blonde followed [Name] out of the station because he knew he was going to get a long, harsh lecture, but he said nothing as they left.

When they reached the outside, [Name] let go of Vance's wrist and let him follow him to his bike. Once there, Vance sat down behind him and immediately wrapped his arms around his waist, but [Name] didn't say anything more than a huff of annoyance.

"We'll talk when we get to my place."

[Name] spoke softly and began riding his bike toward his home as Vance rested his head on [Name]'s back.

The two quickly dismounted the bike and rode inside his house after they arrived. As [Name] stood in front of him with his arms crossed and his eyes fixed on the blonde, Vance sat down on the couch.

"Just what the hell were you thinking Vance." Vance looked to the ground as [Name] spoke, and he could tell that [Name] was disappointed in him.

"It was that fuckers own fault, he-" "He ruined your score? Or was he talking too loudly in front of you? Which one is it Vance?"

"None of those! He was talking shit about you and it just pissed me off!" Vance yelled, turning to face [Name], who was just silently staring down at him.

Did Vance Hopper actually beat someone up just because they shit-talked about him? Him? Although [Name] was at a loss for words, he was aware that the mere mention of those words caused his heart to flutter.

"Oh. Well, why didn't you just say that from the start!"

Vance gave a small smile as he stared up at [Name] who had a big grin on his face. But he was unaware of [Name]'s advancing hand that was about to hit him in the head.

"Ouch! What the hell was that for!?" "That's for thinking you could actually get away from this lecture!" [Name] hit him again, "That's for getting your ass caught by the cops!" And once more, "And that's for being such a sweetheart! Now you better get your ass off my couch right now and give me a hug before I hit you again."

Vance rubbed his sore head, which was probably going to swell from the hard blows [Name] had delivered. However, Vance got up from the couch and embraced [Name], who gave him the same hug in return.

"Thank you, Vance. But you really didn't have to do that for me." [Name] spoke into Vance's shoulder, but he didn't respond other than to roll his eyes and shake his head slowly.

"And just listen to him shit talk? Yeah, I don't fucking think so." "Yeah, but you could’ve just told me who it was so I could beat him up myself."

Vance laughed at that, pulling away from [Name] as he rolled his eyes and started to laugh as well. "And let you have all the fun? No thanks. And only I'm allowed to shit talk about you."

"Says the guy who got his dumbass caught by the cops." "Shut the fuck up."

The two joked around and laughed at one another all night before collapsing into bed in [Name]'s room because they were both exhausted from the entire police situation.

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Vance was now seen punching someone who had bumped into him, causing him to ruin his score. [Name] was standing next to him, watching as he sipped his soda and also keeping an eye on the woman at the counter, who had apparently gone to the back to get something.

"You ruined my score, you little bitch!" Vance yelled and punched the boy who attempted to stop him, his eye already bruising and blood dribbling from his nose. The woman working the counter noticed this when she returned after having seen the scene, and beginning to call the police.

"Shit, Vance we gotta go."

Vance was removed from the boy, who was by this point already unconscious, by [Name], who grabbed the back of his vest. [Name], who could already hear sirens in the distance, started dragging the blonde out of the Grab N' Go.

"Hurry your ass up before we get caught, dumbass!" Before the police could arrive at the Grab N' Go, [Name] shouted, hopping on his bike as he started it and waiting for Vance to get on before he took off.

The two were heard laughing as [Name] drove to the skate park, thinking it would be the best place to hide because it was the place farthest from the Grab N' Go and the police station.

"Fuck, you sure did a number on that kid." Vance sat next to [Name], who was laughing while lying on one of the park's ramps.

"It was his own fucking fault. If he hadn't ruined my score, his face wouldn’t have looked more ugly as it already did."

[Name] and Vance both laughed as a result of what Vance said. Vance made the decision to lie next to the [h/c]. The two teens were both gazing up at the sky, taking in a pleasant silence that had descended as well as each other's company.

[Name] cherished these kinds of moments and vowed to hold onto them forever.

AN: I don't even know what I just wrote honestly. But for some reason, I keep thinking about writing an IT x The Black Phone kind of fic with a male reader? Idk why, I just keep thinking about it.

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kei-luv · 3 years ago

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Oh! I’m so glad I wasn’t bothering you and I wanted to leave a request if you don’t mind too much :)

Vance x male reader where Vance first interaction is when reader left a single blue bell flower when he had an argument with his parents and then it became a daily routine where a flower would be on his windowsill until he caught reader in the act which just was a thank you from Vance and then they became close. Reader takes care of a flower garden and invites Vance to hang out with him where they talk and Vance helps out watering and planting saplings, and when some boys tried to make a mess of the garden Vance immediately started to fight them as reader was trying to pry him off of them. I imagine them having green tea on a cold winter day while walking down the street in fluffy jackets

Thank you for doing my request and I hope you have a good day :)

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Note: And thank you so much for requesting! I'm really liking tbp requests, and I've just been waiting for someone to ask me to write smth abt it. I also really like the ideas you give me, so it's a lot easier for me to write about Vance.

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tw: Vance Hopper in general, family argument, cussing, Reader is very sweet to Vance, Vance beating the hell out of someone, and mentions of blood. genre: angst?/fluff reader: male characters: vance hopper

Word Count: 1,541 Masterlist

Everyone was aware of the notorious 'Pinball' Vance Hopper, who made his name by brutally beating a number of people just for being close to his pinball machine at the Grab N' Go, where he spent the majority of his time.

But nobody was aware of his family's circumstances, his relationship with his parents, or the extraordinary number of fights they had. Furthermore, Vance's parents got upset upon finding out their son had beaten up yet another person.

The constant arguments between him and his parents, which occurred almost every day, were just too much for the blonde. The teenage boy was thus startled when he entered his room one day to find a bouquet of bluebells and a note neatly arranged on top of his bed, with his windowsill wide open.

The boy slowly made his way to his bed and picked up the note, which read, "Something to make you feel a little bit better today :)" Uncertain of how he should feel, Vance reluctantly picked up the bouquet, sat down on his bed, and silently regarded the flowers.

The following few weeks continued in this pattern, with Vance arriving home later than usual, fighting with his parents once more, and then entering his room to find a fresh bouquet of bluebells and a note on his bed.

Vance soon developed a keen interest in the person who kept giving him bouquets of flowers, because whoever it was must’ve known about his reputation and the name he had given himself, and he had several questions about why they would do so.

How they even managed to open his window after he locked it, why they left a bouquet of bluebells on his bed, and why they wrote such kind notes to him.

Vance was looking for clarification, and he's going to make sure he gets them.

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The following morning, Vance made the decision to stay in, leaving his house to fool his parents into thinking he was going to school, only to return once he realized they had left.

In an effort to catch the person who had left him the flowers in the act, he made the decision to wait outside the door to his bedroom while listening for any noise that would indicate someone opening his window.

With no sign of anyone entering, the minutes quickly turned into hours. Standing from the floor and heading to the kitchen to get a glass of water, Vance heaved a long sigh.

Vance was about to start drinking when he heard a loud thud coming from his room. Out of instinct, he dropped the glass on the kitchen island and ran to his room, where he opened the door to find someone he never would have suspected of being the flower culprit.

"[LastName]? So you were the one who kept leaving those damn flowers these past few weeks?"

Before clearing his throat, [Name] remained silent and appeared to still be in shock from being caught. He glanced away from the blonde in embarrassment.

"Uhm..I noticed you looked a lot more..grumpier than usual. So I just thought, well, y'know..I thought maybe if I left you these flowers, you'd feel a bit better.."

[Name] muttered softly under his breath, but Vance undoubtedly caught what he said, and he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter as it always did when he was near the [h/c].

[Name] [LastName], the only person who has ever approached him normally, the only person who never appeared to be scared of him, and the only person that 'Pinball' Vance Hopper wanted to spend his time with.

So the realization that [Name] was the person who left those flowers on Vance's bed almost every day caused his heart to race, and for once, Vance found the sensation to be quite pleasant.

"Oh..well, you could’ve just given them to me in person, you didn't have to act so fucking anonymous. If it were someone else, I would’ve beaten the shit out of them y'know."

Vance spoke while rubbing his nape in an attempt to conceal his flushed face from [Name], who could only stifle a laugh.

"Well, I'm glad you wouldn’t actually beat me up. But uh..did they make you feel a little better..?"

[Name] inquired, hoping that perhaps a small part of Vance was pleased to have received the bluebell bouquet. Vance let out a soft whisper, and [Name] couldn't help but wonder what the blonde had said.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" [Name] asked, hoping that the blonde wouldn't just give him a grunt as always, but would actually repeat his response to him.

"Tch, I said fucking yeah..dumbass." Vance muttered in a stern tone while glaring at the [h/c], but [Name] was aware that it wasn't a bad thing. The [h/c] was delighted to learn that Vance had liked the flowers he had given him over the previous few weeks.

"Well..I'll see you around then? I've already finished what I needed to do, so I'll get going now."

[Name] said, approaching the window as he started to climb outside, waving goodbye to the blonde who was only observing as the boy left, heaving a deep sigh to quiet his racing heart, and then shutting his window.

"Fucking dumbass.." Vance muttered under his breath as he sat on his bed and looked down at the bouquet of bluebells next to him, wearing a small smile on his face.

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The two started to hang out more frequently after that, and [Name] eventually invited Vance over to help him with the backyard garden.

[Name] spent time teaching Vance about various flower meanings, and Vance assisted in planting and caring for the flowers. The two enjoyed their time together very much.

Vance was on his way to [Name]'s house when he heard a loud cry and some boys laughing in the [LastName] family's backyard. He immediately ran to the source of the sound.

"Stop that! Get the hell off me!" The voice of [Name] screamed out as he struggled to free himself from one of the boys' grip on him and prevent the other two from destroying the garden.

The boy who was holding onto [Name] was quickly approached by Vance, who then punched him in the face while the other two boys were caught off guard and abruptly stopped what they were doing.

"Shit! It's Vance Hopper!" One of the two boys muttered as they witnessed Vance punch the boy repeatedly and without mercy even as blood spurted from his nose.

"Vance, stop! You'll get yourself into more trouble if you keep hurting him!"

[Name] shouted, attempting to free Vance from the boy he had just assaulted. With a scoff, Vance stopped and let the [h/c] pull him away from the now-unconscious teen, staring down at the two other boys who tensed at the harsh glare.

"If you even think of coming back here again, I'll beat your ass way fucking worse than what he got."

Both boys quickly nodded in response to Vance's warning, grabbed their friend, and ran out of the backyard. Vance and [Name] were left alone in the now-messy garden.

With a heavy sigh, [Name] grabbed Vance's wrist and dragged him inside his house so he could treat his bloody and bruised knuckles. "You go ahead and take a seat, I'll just go and get the aid kit."

Vance settled down on the couch without any complaints and patiently awaited [Name]'s return with the first aid kit.

"Hands out," Back in the living room, [Name] gave the command as he took a seat next to Vance, who immediately complied. [Name] had a wet cloth in his hand, and started wiping the blood off the blonde's knuckles. Vance hissed from the stinging sensation.

"You know you didn't have to do that, right?"

[Name] spoke, his eyes fixed on Vance's bloody knuckles as he took an antibiotic cream out of the first aid kit and started to apply it to the wound, Vance only stared at [Name].

"Did you really expect me to just stand there and watch as those fuckers ruin all of your hard work? Yeah, I don't fucking think so."

Vance responded, his eyes slowly lowering to [Name]'s hands as they started to delicately bandage his knuckles. [Name]'s lips started to flutter into a gentle smile.

"Well, that should do it." [Name] finished bandaging the wound, beaming up at his accomplishment as Vance smirked.

"Yeah, thanks." Vance murmured, lying back on the couch as he closed his eyes. He had not noticed [Name]'s longing gaze on him who decided to lay back next to him as well.

The two were practically glued to each other on the couch as [Name] linked his arm with Vance's, his hand holding his, and his head lying on Vance's shoulder.

Usually, after finishing the garden or after Vance had beaten someone and [Name] had to tend to his wounds, the two would perform these kinds of acts together.

The simple act of holding each other or even just being close to each other has always made them feel calm, at peace, and loved. They have always enjoyed these kinds of moments together as friends.

But who knows—possibly they'd become more than just friends in the future.

AN: I had no idea how to end this, a part of me was thinking of just making them confess to each other, but another part of me just felt like leaving that up to your imagination, or something like that. Also, send more tbp requests, I need them.

©KEI-LUV. please do not translate or repost any of my work on any other platform, or claim any of it as your own. 2023

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kei-luv · 3 years ago

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Little me has no idea what’s gonna happen.

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New picrew chain idea: yourself vs what you looked like as a kid

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kei-luv · 3 years ago

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Hey I looked at your requests opened and closed and you just slashed the closed and left the opened blank so I’m just going to assume that means their opened but if not feel free to ignore this and sorry for bothering you

Male reader x Vance where reader is a guitarist and sings and Vance first heard him while he’s on his way home near the stream and he’s always there singing and playing his guitar and he has this sickly sweet voice that over the days Vance slowly approaches reader and starts to talk about interests and then after a bit start dating and it’s really sweet because reader is so affectionate and plays with street cats

so sorry if Im bothering you

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Note: You're not bothering me, don't worry. And yes, my requests are always open, so you're welcome to ask for anything.

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tw: Light cussing, Reader is kinda cocky genre: fluff reader: male characters: vance hopper

word count: 1,388 masterlist

Nearly everyone in Denver knew the young man with [h/c] colored hair who regularly walked with a gig-bag strapped to his back to and from school.

Who didn't? He was so kind to people, treating the younger students with such consideration and speaking respectfully to those who were older than him.

Naturally, everybody knew him, even 'Pinball' Vance Hopper. He was deeply smitten with the boy and yearned to be somewhat close to him, even though he would never really admit it out loud. Yet he was unable to.

Really, how? [Name] [LastName] was a totally different individual from Vance and was far superior to him. In spite of the fact that the word "coward" never really fit him, it was only natural for Vance to back away from trying to talk to the teenager.

But that wasn't the case until Vance was returning home from the Grab N' Go after finishing his brief game on the pinball machine he claimed as his.

The one and only [Name] [LastName] was there at the skatepark, playing his guitar while a few cats gathered around him and watched, with a can of cat food open on his side for them to eat.

Vance had never heard the boy play the instrument before, so he was compelled to approach and take a seat behind one of the ramps to quietly listen.

The sound of [Name]'s voice, which was low but comforting to listen to that evening, was something Vance never anticipated hearing. When it came to falling even more in love with the boy, Vance Hopper didn't believe it was possible.

Who knows how long Vance remained hidden from [Name], but he did know that [Name]'s voice was something he wanted to listen to again and again—perhaps forever.

"Well, I guess I better get going, I'll see you guys tomorrow maybe." [Name] spoke, putting the instrument back in the gig-bag and giving one of the cats one last pat before getting up off the cement and dusting off any dirt on his clothes.

Vance jumped to his feet as soon as he heard this and peered out from behind the ramp to observe the [h/c] retreating figure. As a black cat crept up behind him, a small meow escaped its lips as it glared up at the blonde.

"Shut up, I wasn't spying.." Vance muttered under his breath as he looked down at the cat, who only let out another meow as it continued staring up at him.

"Whatever." The cat stared at Vance's back as he left the park and returned to his original route home, soon joining the other cats that played nearby.

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Like yesterday, [Name]'s guitar was the only sound Vance could hear as he passed the skatepark on his way home from the Grab N' Go.

As he did yesterday, Vance hid behind the same ramp again, listening to the boy play the instrument and humming along to the tune before leaving the park not long after [Name] did.

This went on for almost two weeks before Vance finally worked up the courage to approach the male, his heart pounding as [Name]'s guitar was tucked away in the gig-bag, and made the decision to play with a black cat that curled up next to him.

The same black cat that accosted Vance when he first listened to [Name] play.

Because he was occupied with the small animal, [Name] was unaware that Vance was standing behind him.

Vance had to reprimand himself for clearing his throat in an effort to get [Name]'s attention as the [h/c] turned to look at him, [e/c] eyes staring up at blue ones.

"Oh..uh, hello." Vance stood motionless, his palms starting to perspire, and he gulped apprehensively as [Name] welcomed him with a small smile on his lips.

"Uhm.." While trying to think of something to say, Vance exhaled with his mind completely blank. That is until the cat [Name] was petting approached him, beginning to rub itself against the hem of his jeans.

As he observed Vance attempting to distance himself from the cat that was still rubbing itself all over him, a faint chuckle escaped the [h/c] lips.

"Pft..uh, that's Milo, he's never actually acted like this to new people before. I think he likes you."

Extending his hand out, Milo immediately rubbed his face into it, the sounds of his purring filling the air. Vance silently eyed the [h/c] before deciding to sit down next to him.

"So, what's 'Pinball' Vance Hopper doing in a skatepark? Isn't he supposed to be playing his game right now?" [Name] poked fun at the tense blonde as he asked.

"Tch, well why don't tell me why 'Pretty boy' [Name] [LastName] is at a skatepark? Shouldn't he be helping old ladies cross the street?"

"Oh, you think I'm pretty?"

[Name] smugly inquired, his grin widening as he noticed Vance's red face. "Shut the fuck up, no I don't." Vance spoke angrily while averting his eyes from [Name] in an effort to conceal his increasingly red face.

'Cute.' He thought. Vance Hopper is well-known to [Name]; after all, he does engage in frequent altercations and harbors a strong obsession with the pinball machine at the Grab N' Go. So it was at least somewhat simple to identify the blonde.

Naturally, [Name] was also aware that Vance was hiding behind one of the ramps to watch him play; in all honesty, he thought that was quite adorable.

Milo, who was now next to [Name]'s gig-bag, let out a meow, catching the attention of both teens who turned to look at him. "Well, isn't someone eager to listen to me play?"

[Name] cooed, grabbing Milo and putting him in Vance's hands who reluctantly held him. The cat was quietly purring as it settled down on the blonde's lap.

After removing the instrument from the bag and setting it down on his lap, [Name] began to play. Vance watched intently, his hand slowly patting Milo.

After that, the two teenagers began to hang out at the skatepark on a regular basis, with the [h/c] playing music for Vance to hear, playing with the other cats that frequented the area, and occasionally going to the Grab N' Go to watch Vance play his pinball machine.

They hung out for almost three weeks, with each passing day quickly turning into a month, then two, then three, and finally almost a year, with the two becoming inseparable.

The two were now seen hanging out at the Grab N' Go, the [h/c] between Vance and the pinball machine. With the blonde's hands over [Name]'s own ones as he attempted to teach him how to play

And Vance cherished doing this, feeling like he was in heaven with [Name] in front of him and his hands encircling the [h/c] own ones as he enjoyed his game. He gave thanks to the gods for providing him with such a blessing.

"Ah crap, sorry, I messed up again..." [Name] muttered remorsefully, turning to face the blonde whose face was only a few inches away from his.

When Vance looked down at [Name]'s lips, his breath hitched, and the [h/c] did the same as he turned to face him. The two were silent, [Name]'s hands gripping the machine behind him.

Fuck it. Vance made the decision to take his chance and pressed his lips against [Name], wrapping his hands around [Name]'s waist and appearing to pull him in closer. Unable to resist, the [h/c] encircled Vance's neck with his arms.

Vance made the audacious decision to lick [Name]'s lips, seemingly pleading with him to let him in as the [h/c] complied, allowing the blonde's tongue to explore his mouth as muffled moans left [Name]'s lips.

The two ended their kiss, panting against each other, after what seemed like hours but was actually only a minute.

"So..what does this make us..?" In anticipation of Vance's response, [Name] mumbled to himself while gazing into his eyes.

"Boyfriends? If you want to.." After their earlier action a few seconds prior, Vance answered while softly panting.

"I think I'd like that."

AN: I actually liked how this turned out. Please send in more The Black Phone requests.

©KEI-LUV. please do not translate or repost any of my work on any other platform, or claim any of it as your own. 2023

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kei-luv · 3 years ago

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a little sneak peek of what im working on right now.

#vance hopper #x reader #male reader #the black phone

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kei-luv · 3 years ago

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Happy New Years everyone!!!

#happy new year

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kei-luv · 3 years ago

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It's important. Please reblog!

Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. TUMBLR RULE. When you see it, REBLOG IT.

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𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐐𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬

Vance: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are. [Name]: It’s not a joke. [Name]: *sniffles* [Name]: I'm a legit snack.

Vance: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them. [Name]: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.

Finney: Why are you on the floor? [Name]: I'm depressed. [Name]: Also I was stabbed, can you get Robin, please?

Finney: Tonight, one of you will betray us. Bruce: Is it me, Finn? Finney: No, it’s not you. Robin: Is it me, Finn? Finney: It’s not you either. [Name]: Is it me, Finn? Finney: Finney, mockingly: Is IT mE fInN?

Vance, banging on the door: [Name]! Open up! [Name]: Well, it all started when I was a kid... Robin: No, he meant- Bruce: Let them finish.

Bruce: Is stabbing someone immoral? [Name]: Not if they consent to it. Robin: Depends who you’re stabbing. Finney: YES?!?

[Name]: *Screams* Vance: *Screams louder to establish dominance* Finney: Should we do something? Robin: No, I want to see who wins.

Finney: Why are your tongues purple? Robin: We had slushies. I had a blue one. [Name]: I had a red one. Finney: oh Finney: Finney: OH Bruce: Bruce: You drank each other's slushies?

[Name]: We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends. Vance: ... Your what? [Name]: My friends. Robin: Are they saying “friends”? Vance: I think they're being sarcastic. Finney: No, no, no, this is delirium, they've cracked from being awake all night. Hey, [Name]! All of your friends are in this room. [Name]: I have other friends! You asked me to make new friends, I made new friends! It was a task. I complete tasks.

Bruce: Where's [Name], Robin, and Finney? Vance: They're playing hide and seek. Bruce: Where? Vance: I don't think you get how this game works.

[Name], pointing: May I sit there? Vance: That's my lap [Name]: That doesn't answer my question, Vance.

[Name]: Ugh, crushes are so dumb. Vance: I know. Whenever I’m near the person I like I just start acting stupid. [Name]: But you’re always acting stupid? Vance: Vance: Yeah, don’t think about that too hard.

[Name]: That was so hot, Vance. Vance: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenerate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets. [Name]: I'm so in love with you.

Bruce: Two brooooos! [Name]: Chillin' in a hot tub! Bruce: Five feet apart 'cause we're not gay! [Name]: Bruce: [Name]: *tearing up* Bruce: Babe, c'mon... [Name]: AND HERE YOU REALLY HAD ME THINKING WE HAD SOMETHING. Bruce: Babe...

[Name]: Vance is playing hard to get. [Name]: Little does he know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

Finney: Did it hurt when you fell- [Name]: From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt- Finney: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs. [Name]: Finney: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

[Name]: The stars are so beautiful... Robin: They're just giant balls of gas. [Name]: You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then- Robin: And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you. [Name]: Oh...

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AN: yeah that's all

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