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are we up with the gerard gibson pierced ears agenda or….

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I NEED IT TO BE CANNON THAT MICHAEL TOWNSEND HAS PIERCED EARS 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

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bellamy blake is a slytherin and that’s all i have to say thank you

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tour | chris sturniolo

description: y/n has been friends with the triplets since she could remember, and after being in almost every video they have ever posted shes been invited to go on tour with them.

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"n/n, you ready?" chris yells to me from another room. "yeah" i respond walking out into the main room. while laura and nick talk i pull out my phone opening tiktok.

i pick a song and start recording while chris runs over to jump in. when the tiktok ends, i pick up my phone to watch the video and caption it "tour ready" and post it to my main tiktok.

"love your hoodie" matt compliments after stealing my phone and taking selfies with it. "thanks" i say with a confused smile as we both know chris gave it to me.

"and were off" nick says helping to pack stuff into the back of the tour bus.

after we all settle in and are on the road to our first show matt decides to go live. he sits down next to me as he talks to the many fans while im on my phone. soon enough chris comes around sitting next to me with his arms folding over me and matt which gets me to engage in the live stream. as soon as i do, the comments flourish with questions of why im on tour with them as i am not a "sturniolo triplet" matt starts to adress the comments when chris looks at me and i interupt matt.

"its nothing really deep um," i pause "they invited me cus i didnt want to be home alone for that long and we kind of go everywhere together" i state more as a question "but um yeah, i also didnt wanna be away from them for that long so" i say lightly.

"yeah uh, we knew that you guys would be asking but its nothing deep or anything shes just are bestfriend and we wouldn’t want to do this wihtout her" chris pleads for me as i smile and nod my head, he looks at me and gives me a side hug. matt says his goodbyes and ends the live on a good note saying how excited and scared he is to meet so many people.

after the live ends we head to sound check and when that was soon over the triplets started meeting fans. i stood close by taking pictures with a few fans mostly watching the boys interact. im so proud of them, they’ve come so far. i am in awe.

one of the last fans for now comes over and says hi to me and takes a picture and we then head over backstage to get ready for Q & A's. i am so lucky to be able to be apart of the q & a portion, laura insisted.

the fans ask so many fun questions and i really enjoyed answering them.

"this question says 'whos your favorite fan friend-ship out of all of you'" nick reads. "honestly i- ive gotta say the fan favorite 'chrisy/n" nick answers smiling at us as the crowd screams, matt agrees and the fans go even crazier, chris and i laugh. "honestly who dosent love them" nick interupts over the fans. the crowd screams even louder if that was even possible, going crazy.

once the fans calms down i answer with shortness of breath from laughing "honestly mattchris" i say and the crowd yells again and me raising both ny hands up scooting back.

"matty/n" chris says with a dumb smile on his face and the crowd screams louder.

once the q & a's were over we got ready for the show and matt pulls out the camera to record "how we feelin?" he asks "so fucking hyped i answerd "ayyee" chris says running over to me wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "fit check" matt says to me .

"umm, these aree like cargo-y pants from- i dont know where, air force ones" i give a look that says 'obvi' and this hoodie that chris gave me"

"barsss" matt says high fiving me" we say bye as the performance starts.

music starts playing loudly and the crowd screams. as soon as we enter the crowd goes even wilder. chris’ arm around my shoulder as mines around his and nicks and we start vibing and sining along. chris and i get close to the crowd picking up a recording phone, singing to it and posing.

after many vibes and video recording, singing, and bereals, the shows over and we meet more fans.

finally, after all the fans have been met, we head back to the tour bus and pack up as it rains. chris and i's hoods are up as we pack stuff in the trunk and fans record.

we enter the bus and i hug everyone telling them that that was amazing and how proud i am of them. soon after, we go through a drive thru as i scroll on my phone on the couch. i laugh as i scroll past so many fan edits of chris and i, showing him the funny ones.

“theres seariusly so many it’s like insane.” i say to the recording camera nick is holding.

“n/n, chris have you seen all these edits?” matt says laughing knowing we definitely have. I hit him playfully rolling my eyes and then lay my head on chris’ lap as he scroll through tiktok and nick stops the camera.

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burns | xavier thorpe

summary: vada and xavier have been friends for forever and have been through everything together. they currently are looking for the answers that are nevermore academy, vada thinks that she must finish the quest alone. her powers are out of control and she cant risk losing him.

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i rummage through my desk drawers looking for the letter i wrote to xavier. xaviers my bestfriend in the whoe world but i just cant be around him anymore. hes going to get hurt.

"what are you doing" my roommate wednesday asks me.

"have you seen a letter by any chance?" i ask.

"this letter?" she says holding up an envelope- my envelope. "why cant you see xavier anymore"

"wednesday- please this is none of your business" i say and snatch my letter from her hand. i put on the hoodie xavier gave me when we were freshmen, and roll up the bottoms of my baggy jeans so that they dont get wet from the pouring rain.

"where are you going?" wednesday questions. "to deliver this letter" i respond a tad coldly.

"in this weather?" she asks "yes! now if you will excuse me, i best be on my way" i say harshly.

"what about an umb-" i slam the door shut not letting wednesday finish her sentence. i quietly make my way to xaviers dorm as im not supposed to be out at this hour. ive recently been avoiding him and not answering any of his texts or calls. i feel bad but its all for the best.

i run through the pouring rain with my hood up and when i finally reach his room i stop. i ponder a moment, my hair dripping water. i slide the envelope through the bottom of the door and turn to walk away when the door suddenly opens.

"vada? what are you- what is this?" he questions. he pulls me into his empty dorm and questions me. "just read it xavier, please?"

"no, im not going to let you tell me that we cant hang out anymore! you write me a note instead of talking to me in person!"

"xavier-"

"no, first you ignore me and say that you cant hangout cus youre busy- then i catch you at the library- then you stop answering my texts and calls, you dont sit with me at lunch and have just completely disappeared. we need to get answers vay, together, we need to find them" he says clutching the damp note in his hands. i stay quiet, "god you dont even send a text, instead you write a letter. i cant believe you think that im that dumb, that i have no idea whats going on. if you want to stop hanging out just at least tell me why."

"xav its not like that- i" i pause and let out a breath, "i just cant be around you i- its not safe."

"whats not safe?"

"please xavier i need to go." i say heading for the door, he stops me taking my bare arm that is exposed while my hoodie sleeves are rolled up. "ah" xavier winces as we both hear a sizzle sound. i quickly roll down my sleeves.

"wh- what was that?"

"i need to go" i say sternly.

"vada, stop, come here." i slowly walk towards him with tears that are about ready to fall from my eye.

"may i?" he asks gently, i nod. he lifts up the sleeve of my hoodie and turns my arm, my palm facing the ceiling. its filled with burn marks. he brushes his fingers over them gently as tears fall from my eye. his fingers follow to my back and he lifts my hoodie up revealing my side thats covered in burn marks and bruises as well as my back.

he looks at me with sorry eyes, "is this- why." he asks. "i thought your power was under control, it hasnt acted up since 6th grade" he says.

"e- every time we get closer to the answer or find new information, they appear. and when you touched my arm-"

"i dont know why my power is out of control or why it burns when you touch me but i cant let what happened last time happen again, i cant risk that- i cant risk losing you."

"hey hey, its alright, we'll figure this out together alright? it wont be like last time, i promise" he says holding me close.

"im so sorry"

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Something so funny, but heart wrenching about the fact that we always joke around about how Mike would rather die than talk about his feelings.

Like "Nooo, he doesn't wanna talk about his feelings cause he's afraid of being a burden to everyone."

No. That's Will.

Mike does talk about his feelings, yall just never listened. Ever.

It happened so frequently to the point where he just gave up trying, cause again what's the fucking point?

And I can't even blame him for not opening up. Can you imagine trying to express your discomfort in something and the only response is them telling you that it's not important enough to even be concerned about, or just straight up laughing at you.

You bet your ass, if this happened I'm never peeping a word ever again. 😂

Communication be damned.

Cause a lot of people like giving Mike a lot of shit for not "opening up" or just "talking about his feelings clearly" so that other characters can understand.

I'm sorry? Did you forget that he ALREADY DID THAT- he expressed his discomfort and distress with being spied on. He communicated CLEARLY about his feelings.

What does he get?

"Why are we even talking about this?"

"Seriously, Mike?"

"Who even cares?"

I'm sorry, but if my family/friends responded that way to me opening up to them, then I'd rather throw my ass off a cliff than do it again.

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mike's trauma is so fucking overlooked what do you mean this kid goes around with memories of being heavily bullied, of his dad simply just not caring about him, of his best friend being missing, of seeing said friend's alleged dead body, of being completely devastated by that, of jumping off a cliff without hesitation because of bullying, of figuring out his best friend had been kidnapped and taken to an alternative dimension, of being friends with a girl that he thinks ends up dying to save him, of missing said friend for almost a year, of being worried about her, of seeing his best friend get hurt and possessed, of again being afraid he would lose will and el, of being depressed after his best friend moved, of not being able to fit in at high school, of not being able to understand or accept his own feelings, of having to hear his girlfriend say that he did not understand what the bullying felt like even though he did and she completely dismissed his feelings, of feeling like he lost his best friend again, of being in the middle of a shooting, of having to bury a dead body, of clearly feeling as if he is not enough for the people he loves, and you're telling me he is OKAY with all of that???? nuh uh somebody check up on him and give him a hug and a safe space to cry right now