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blueeyedgeorgie · 4 years

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Cancelled-Dream Was Taken

A/N: Surprise bitch. Weren’t we expecting for me to release mcyt fanfics soon? If I didn’t tag my usual @‘s it’s because idk if you’d like to be tagged for mcyt content.

Pronouns: she/her

Word Count: 2.3k+

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"You're so harsh on him!" Her hands sat on the keyboard, staring at the green human that stood on Y/n's computer screen.

She needed to be careful. While this was a heated moment, she couldn't let herself get too loud for multiple reasons. If she got too loud, Dream's stream viewers would be able to tell she was in the next room or they would just receive noise complaints from their neighbors.

"No Y/n! You're too soft on him! He needs to learn that he can't get away with everything. You're setting him up for failure." As the h/c girl listened to her roommate speak, she had to remind herself over and over again; 'This wasn't real.' Dream was mad, not Clay.

This had all been arranged as roleplay. Y/n would be leaving in a few days to go visit some of her family for a reunion, so Wilbur had been the one to think up the brilliant idea of what was playing out now; an argument between Y/n and Dream. The plan was to have Y/n get so upset she didn't log onto the SMP for the next few days, only to come back with a master plan to backstab Dream.

At first, Clay wasn't really on board with the thought of him getting angry at Y/n. They had been together for a little over a year, there wasn't a single moment they had gotten upset with one another. But surprisingly, Y/n had been the one to convince Clay it was a good idea.

The fans knew Dream and Y/n had a close friendship, Dream had always been so protective of her. But when this was going down, they didn't know how to act.

Every time Y/n would glance at her chat, she'd see thousands of comments rising up as new ones appeared. Comment after comment, it looked like the fans were shocked by the way this stream was turning out.

"I'm not setting him up for anything! He's a kid, Dream!" Y/n glanced from the chat, back at the screen showing her PC game. Standing on her screen was Dream and Tommyinnit, she had accompanied Dream to visit Tommy.

"You're just babying him! 'He's a kid!' Well, he needs to learn to grow up eventually," his voice had been filled with such spite. It felt weird to hear Clay speaking to her like this in such a tone.

For a moment, she stared at the green man before a short scoff escaped her lips. "I can't believe you." With that, Y/n had pressed a few keys, turning her character towards the nether portal a couple of yards away. Before Dream had gotten the chance to speak again, Y/n began to move away.

"Y/n! Come back here!"

She flicked a few buttons, taking a moment to look behind her character to see Dream following. Good, everything was going according to plan. Within the next few minutes, she'd be able to log off and she'd be on vacation for the next few days.

The h/c girl ignored the green man as she stepped through the portal, taking her to Minecraft's version of hell. Almost done, she just needed to find a good spot to stop as she listened to Dream continue to speak.

"You can't keep ignoring me! You know I'm right in this. You know you can't keep defending Tommy. You know Tommy is driving a wedge between us-"

Perfect. Y/n had stopped just on the edge of a bridge, molten lava sat feet below them. If she fell, she'd surely die. "No."

"No?" Dream was a bit surprised to hear Y/n cut him off, but he stayed silent as he was prepared to listen to what she had to say.

"No. No more. I don't wanna hear you blame Tommy for us breaking apart. I want you to listen to me. You've been acting like much more of a dick than usual and I hate it. I despise it. You've changed for the worst because you think you can step on everyone. At this point, everyone fears to tell you the truth-except me. I'll be a hundred percent honest with you, you've been so egotistical, it's really pissed me off. This is your fault, Dream. Not Tommy's. You exiled a child for pulling a prank on a vacation house! Not even George's real house!"

"But-"

"Shut the fuck up. I'm done, but I don't wanna hear you bullshit me. So shut the fuck up."

A moment of silence passed between them as Y/n stared at her screen. Just a few more steps.

And within seconds, Dream had pulled out his netherite sword. With one hit, she was falling back into lava. Y/n glanced at her chat, a look of shock on her face as she read over what a few comments said. A moment of silent tension had passed before Y/n had finally spoken up, removing her from the voice chat she was in.

"Alright guys, I guess that's enough for the day. I'll see you all... later." With that, she had clicked a few buttons, raiding Dream's live-stream as she ended hers.

For the next 20 to 30 minutes, Y/n knew Clay would be busy streaming. So she had decided to take a bit of time to wind down and think to herself.

Get a glass of water.

'Are the fans harassing him in his twitch chat?'

Sit down on the living room couch.

'The SMP fans were always so protective of me.'

Pet Patches.

'Was I too much when I snapped at him?'

It didn't seem like 30 minutes had passed when Clay had walked out of his streaming room, only to find Y/n on the couch with Patches in her lap. "Hey, N/n." "Oh, your stream is already over?" Y/n smiled, pulling herself out of her thoughts as she scoot over, giving Clay room to take a seat right by her.

"Yeah, did you lose track of time or something?"

"I must've. How did the chat react after I 'died'?" She smiled up at her boyfriend as he wrapped an arm over her shoulders, pulling her closer into his embrace.

"Everyone was filled with joy that you died."-Y/n playfully swatted at him. "Okay, okay! I got a few chat messages of people bashing me for it, but it's fine."

"Well, it's a good thing the chat wasn't completely littered with hate. How was it after my raid?"

"Honestly, not that bad as you expect. Like I said, just a few comments. Nothing bad, I just ignored it." Clay placed a hand on Patches's head, gently scratching her, followed by the animal beginning to purr.

"Good to hear, anyways... I'm not ready to pack. Do you think we can procrastinate?" The h/c girl let out a huff leaning against her boyfriend. "How?"

"I was thinking a bit of movie binging, cuddling, and ordering dinner?" A cheeky smile spread on her face as she spoke.

"It's like you read my mind."

The couple had made it through three movies, by now it was later at night. The sun had set and they had already door dashed some food. By now they were in the middle of watching 'The Empire Strikes Back.'

'I love you.' 'I know.'

The iconic moment between Hans and Leia had been interrupted by the sound of Clay's phone buzzing. "Why is George calling?"

"What?" Y/n was a bit curious herself. Considering the timezones, George should be asleep right now. Pausing the TV, she turned her attention to her boyfriend's phone.

"Hey Clay."

"What's up, George? Isn't it like early in the morning for you?" Clay raised a brow, moving his phone so Y/n would be able to see George as well.

"Yeah, I had to stay up to fix a YouTube video I need to get out today. I was about to go to bed and I checked Twitter-"

"Oh no." Clay made a short joke, only to be cut off by his friend.

"I don't know if it's trending for you in America, but you might as well look."

"What's going on?" He swiped up, taking him to his home screen so he could click on the little blue bird app. Y/n had grabbed her phone from the coffee table, opening up the app as well. "#Cancel Dream... #Y/n... #Dream SMP"

"Is... is Clay getting canceled for killing me in Minecraft?" Y/n scrolled through the tweets involving the hashtag 'Y/n.' She could see plenty of people defending her, but making it much bigger of a problem than it actually was.

"Oh, hey Y/n. But yeah, he is." George chuckled awkwardly, scrolling through his Twitter app as well.

"This is so fucking stupid."

"It really is. So we might as well get this cleared up with the fans as soon as possible. Do you want me to tweet something, or do you want to?" Y/n looked up at her boyfriend, it looked like he was thinking.

"Yeah, I'll tweet it. Don't worry about this, Y/n."

"Alright, whatever you say," she replied, pulling a blanket over her as she waited for Clay to finish typing his response.

"Here's what I'm gonna say: 'I can't believe you guys actually think me and @(y/n) are in an actual fight in real life. We have been good friends since forever, the fight was only roleplay. I love that you guys are so protective of Y/n, but no one's actually upset.' How's that sound?"

"I think that's good," George hummed softly.

"Yeah, I doubt you'll stay 'canceled' once you've explained to them it was all part of the SMP lore." The h/c girl smiled up at her boyfriend with a small nod.

"Alright, I'm gonna post it. George, I think you should go to bed because you're half asleep already."

Y/n turned, looking at her boyfriend's iPhone. "Go to sleep, Gogy!"

"Alright, alright... I'll talk to you guys later." The call had ended with Clay and Y/n saying goodbye to their friend while George simply yawned to them as a response.

As soon as the call was over, Clay looked at the response to his tweet. It didn't seem to be going too well. There had been a few fans who understood what was going on and responded with a paragraph as an apology for the misunderstanding. But most replies had been telling Clay he was bullshitting the fans or that he wasn't being honest.

"I'm sorry, Clay," his girlfriend had huffed as she read through the responses to his tweet.

"Honestly I'm just a bit pissed off. Literally, any time someone tries to 'cancel' me, it's over something stupid. I'm not a bad guy, it just feels like some people just don't want to see me succeed." Clay had excused himself to grab a glass of water from the kitchen.

It hurt Y/n to hear how upset her boyfriend was. He never got too upset over things, but seemed to take a small toll on him. "Hold on. Let me say something." The h/c girl couldn't be asked to post multiple tweets of her response to hate sent towards Clay over the internet. So what was better than a short video that could be posted to the blue bird app?

"Um, hey guys. I'd just like to make this quick. Stop sending hate towards Dream. The fight was roleplay and nothing more. I'm gonna be busy for the next couple of days so Wilbur thought of a good idea to help build SMP lore with me and Dream and we both agreed to the argument. Now stop sending the green man hate, or I'll commit war crimes or something-"

Y/n had been interrupted by the sound of Clay letting out a small giggle. "What? What did I say?"

"Nothing, just keep going with your video."

"Whatever, I'm cool. No matter what Dream says. Anyways, I'll speak to you all later." Y/n had hit the red button again, ending her video. Within seconds, the video had been uploaded to her Twitter account.

Placing her phone back down on the table, Y/n approached her boyfriend, wrapping her arms around his torso. "I'm really sorry about the hate, Clay. I love you."

"Don't apologize for something you can't control. I love you more." The brunette held his partner close, accepting her hug. Y/n always loved his hugs, she always felt so safe in his embrace.

The rest of the night had been spent with more cuddling and more Star Wars movies. Hours had passed before Y/n had even thought about the Twitter situation again. But for some reason, she had decided to look at the app again tonight.

It was 2 in the morning by now, Clay was half asleep. His head laid in the h/c girl's lap as she brushed a hand through his hair, her free hand opening up her Twitter app once again.

It had been a bit of a surprise to see a couple of trending hashtags had changed so quickly. What was trending now was #Dream, #Y/n,#(ship name), and #Dream's Laugh. This had to be about Y/n's short clip she posted. And by the looks of it, people had stopped acting so harsh towards Clay. But instead, they had decided to focus on the fact Dream and Y/n were hanging out together. Not to mention the fact Dream and let out a stupid little giggle because of Y/n. People had been apologizing to him through Twitter for being so hard on him.

"Babe."

"Hm?" Clay mumbled, not bothering to open his eyes.

"Pretty much everyone is apologizing to you over Twitter for being hardasses."

"Hm, that's good to hear."

"You're really tired, huh?" Y/n paused her scrolling to look down at her boyfriend.

"Yeah," He continued to mumble, followed by a short yawn.

"Alright, time for bed, babe." Y/n smiled to herself, beginning to carefully move away from Clay. "I can pack tomorrow and we can laugh over the stupid bird app tomorrow after you've gotten a good amount of sleep."

"I still can't believe Twitter tried canceling me over roleplay."

"I can't believe you got uncancelled by shippers."

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all-tea-is-leaf-juice · 4 years

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Temporary Roombuddies

❤️Part 1❤️Zuko x F!reader❤️modern au❤️slight angst❤️

A/N: Hello! This is my first smau! Sorry if I have lots of typos and some of the times don't make sense. I've been reading a few of these and thought it'd be super cool to make one of my own! Later I'll post what their accounts look like. I'm open to suggestions and constructive criticism, if you think I can write one of the characters better then please don't hesitate to let me know! Enjoy♥️

✨Part 2✨

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Word count: 1,067

It’d been at least five minutes since Sokka texted y/n and she had yet to start cleaning up. She didn't have the energy too or do anything for that matter. But guilt struck her once she realized she'd already blown him off once before. Sokka is one of her closest friends, no way could she disappoint him again. With that said y/n swung her legs off the bed and began cleaning up.

While picking up some trash in the living room y/n's reflection had caught her eye. A small gasp escaped from her chapped lips for seeing her eyes. They were puffy and red from last night’s crying session.

“Shit!” She cursed under her breath as she tossed the trash in the disposal bin and dashed for the bathroom. Anxiously she applied foundation as a base and sloppily put concealer under her eyes to hide away her eye bags.

It looks awful but it’s Sokka, he’s an idiot with makeup he won't notice. Y/N thought quickly, forgetting Sokka’s girlfriend is a makeup expert.

As if on cue there was a knock on the door. Just to be cautious: y/n took an extra minute to even out her makeup and even go as far as to apply mascara to take away from her exhausted look.

She tried clearing her throat of nervousness and plastered a smile across her lips. Then, she forced herself to open the door. Nearly immediately was she greeted with a tight bear hug.

“Been too long y/n! Tooooo long!” Sokka bubbled after setting y/n down from his unexpected embrace.

“Yeah,” she agreed “it’s good to see you too, Sokka-brah.”

Sokka’s face lit up like a child entering a toy shop at the revival of his old nickname. “You rightfully deserve this- VUALA!” He revealed an iHop bag that brought a smile upon y/n.

“Chocolate chip?” She cocked an eyebrow up, looking at him with a smirk.

“Chocolate chiiiiiip” Sokka confirmed by taking out the plastic container from the paper bag that held four chocolate chip pancakes.

Y/N grinned and nudged his arm “S’why you're my favorite.” She joked, knowing she doesn't really have favorites in her friend group.

So much time had passed and y/n didn't even realize it. Sokka was a good distraction from the anxiety that had overtaken her the past week. Together they ate, chatted, and even screamed answers at Family Feud like they used to. Before that y/n was convinced to “play tag” around her small apartment. She definitely worked up a sweat since she didn't really like being chased.

Once the game show cut to commercials their laughing slowly thinned out.

“Well, that was a good game-sesh.” Y/n huffed and leaned back. She looked over and caught Sokka staring at her “what?” She questioned.

“How much sleep did you get last night?” He asked skeptically.

Immediately y/n reached up and touched under her eyes. Unfortunately on y/n’s part she was an awful lair and sputtered her words “Uhm- enough..”

“Mhm,” Sokka crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes “how much really?”

In defeat, y/n lowered her head. “None..” For that, she got a flick to the forehead “Ow!”

Sokka stood from the couch and headed somewhere down the hall. Shortly after he came back with a small pack of makeup wipes and sat back down next to y/n, handing the small blue package to her.

“Now take it off and please be yourself around me, y/n.” There wasn't the slightest hint of disappointment in his voice, no, it was desperation. All he wanted was his friend to be honest with him, to tell the truth about what's wrong, to share her feelings.

Shame had overflown y/n’s senses; she hardly heard Sokka speak when he did. Carefully she took the makeup wipes and pulled one out, beginning to take her makeup off.

“How’d you know? About my sleeping- er, well, not sleeping.” She asked while rubbing the moist wipe in circular motions on her cheek.

“When I woke up today for work at 5 a.m. I checked my socials and saw you were online on Instagram. I knew it was unlikely of you to be up so early and you always fail at all-nighters.”

Y/N sighed “You know me too well.” By now she was done taking off the foundation and concealer and started on removing the mascara.

“Aaaand to go further on with my gloating I also knew you’d try to cover up your tiredness with makeup, therefore, I thought of ways to make you work up a sweat to ruin your makeup and THEN confront you about it.” He smirked.

Y/N narrowed her eyes at him but couldn't help but smile. “Y’know I might just remove your position of being the favorite.” She finished taking off all of her makeup and tossed the used makeup wipe and packaging on the coffee table, leaning back to wait for Sokka’s interrogation.

“It’s my job to do this, I'm the plan guy! Also the boomerangs guy, the sarcastic guy, the hungry guy- you know what we’re getting sidetracked.” Sokka shifts so he’s facing y/n entirely.

Y/N avoids his gaze and finds her pancake scraps more interesting for that moment. She flinched a bit when she felt Sokka’s hand on her shoulder, causing her to look up.

“I want my y/n back.” His smile broke through to her enough to bring up threatening tears. The comforting friend noticed his friends’ eyes become glossy. Sokka went to wrap an arm around y/n but before he could she jumped into his arms.

“I’m sorry,” she whimpered into his shoulder, “these past few weeks have just been so awful I just want to give up.” The little tears that she blinked from her eyes grew into full sobs. “I’m sorry I pushed you and the others away I never wanted that I thought if I closed off until it was over it’d all be fine but no it’s not-” her voice cracked while trying to shove all her feelings in one sentence “it’s not fine I'm worse than ever Sokka!”

Sokka rubbed y/n’s back and let her emotions fly high, he would ask questions later.

Right now, all she needs is to let go of the tension. He thought.

♥️I hope you enjoyed reading so far! I ready have parts 1-4 finished but I'll be waiting to see how well received this is before posting further on. Also this was just a tiny bit of sokka x reader ;P DW I promise nothing happens! Reblog and like if you enjoyed!♥️

🔥Zuko will be arriving in the next part~🔥

#zuko x reader #zuko #smau #social media #spcial media au #sokka #aang #Katara #toph #suki #romance #fanfiction #atla #avatar: tla #team avatar #avatar the last airbender

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voidlitmoon · 5 years

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I Would Have Waited Forever if You Needed, But I Would Always Be There for You - part one!

OOOOOOOOOOOOH MY GOSH I'm so sorry this took so long! I've been working hard on it but inspiration seems to hate me.

But @sugarglider9603, its here! And once again the longest oneshot/chapter I've ever written at OVER FREAKING 4.3K WORDS

Alright alright I'm calm.. just happy

Now go enjoy that fluff

W-wait theres angst to? WAIT-

IMPORTANT NOTE:

Due to the size of this fic, I have to spit it into two post. As soon as the second part is posted (which will be not long after this goes up) i will put links. Dont panic, Tumblr is just being mean with post length :)

Ao3 link

Ao3 series link

Part 3 Part 4.5

Master post

Words: 4,334

Summery: 'Logan understood why everyone was so quiet as dark grey eyes met violet.'

' Patton's eyes widen with joy, smiling as silver eyes met purple.'

'Roman, who was facing that direction, perked up, his chocolate brown tail swishing with joy as a familiar dark brown Eevee poked his head fully out'

'"Roman, what's going on- buddy.."

Thomas has successfully befriended the Eevee, but what about catching him?

Logan

MJ and Thomas watched most of their pokemon play smiling, Logan and Elliott sticking by the trainers sides. Patton leapt around Iris and Issac, playing a small game of tag with the Vulpix and Prinplup as Roman faced Linda in a mock battle, Eevee slipping between the Scyther’s sharp claws.

Logan pawed at the page as he sat in MJ’s lap, staring in awe at the stars. It had become a tradition MJ would show Logan a book on space and assist him on learning how to read when the two groups collided, the trainer borrowing most of them from libraries or his mother. All but the first one he had shown the dark silver Eevee, “A Magnus Quantity of Space” which was currently open as Logan drank up the knowledge for the infinite time. He was happy.

“Logan! Looooooogan! Logan Logan Logan Logay-” “what” Logan snapped, lifting his head as the smug faced Roman grinned back.

“Come on, join us!” Logan rolled his eyes and just wanted to ignore him, but Patton looked over, hope and joy sparkling in his shiny grey eyes. Logan sighed but stood, sending an annoyed stare at Elliott as the shy Absol snickered.

The dark silver pokemon let out a huff, joining the other five as they set up game rules for tag. Logan half listened, half stared at a nearby wind-rustled Pecha bush. The berries were much too sweet for his taste, having always been ‘up Patton’s alley’ as Thomas and Roman would say. Though the berries did hold a memory in his heart from long ago, because-

“Boop, your it!” Logan jolted as Patton tapped his nose before dashing off. The game had begun.

Logan was surprisingly fast for an Eevee, tagging Linda before she even knew he was next to her. They continued their game, the speedy pokemon darting away without getting tagged again.

Logan carefully pawed forward, looking around as to make sure no one was there. He calmed his spiked fur from his last dodge, glancing ahead. There was that Pecha bush once again, shaking as if “tag!”

Roman crashed into him having lept from the bushes, sending both suddenly tumbling forwards. Logan fell right into the Pecha bush, hitting something inside before continuing his roll until both beings were out before Thomas, MJ, and Elliott.

“Ow..” Logan groaned, Roman’s ‘Mysterious One AM Disappearance’ plan already half done as he stood up, looking around to see what had rolled with him-

Logan understood why everyone was so quiet as dark grey eyes met violet.

Virgil scrambled up, fur on end as his eyes darted around. He squeaked when his vision caught MJ, turning to run off when Issac and Roman came out of the Pecha bush, confused by the lack of noise.

The dark furred Eevee looked for a non existent escape as Linda and Iris emerged, Patton squealing with joy as he spotted the wild pokemon. Virgil pressed up against Logan’s chest, fear most likely figuratively ripping his mind apart.

Logan tucked a paw around the smaller Eevee, sitting as he flicked his tail around him protectively. They were thankfully not near the center, though far enough the bushes looked miles away.

Thomas, who had watched the entire scenario, slowly stood up and made his to Logan and Virgil, before settling down about two feet away.

“Hey Virgil” The trainer couldn't help but smile, happy he was seeing the anxious Eevee once again. After leaving the field of flowers, he was scared that fate would not be kind and their paths wouldn't cross again. MJ, recognizing Thomas’ caution from when he himself first approached Elliott, joined a few inches behind the other.

Roman and Patton bounded up “Virgil!” Roman cried happily as Patton nuzzled their cheeks in greeting. He flinched, startled, but calmed with Patton's very soft fur.

"So.." MJ turned away from the chattering pile of Eevees to Thomas, who stared back confused

"You have attracted another Eevee" Thomas ducked his face into his hands, blushing.

Patton

Patton watched the sun set, Logan not that farther down the hill watching the rapidly darkening sky with excitement, a few bright stars already shining. The gang was taking a night in rolling open hills, soft grass and flowers lay blowing in a warm wind, one of the few trees around them shadowing Thomas as the trainer set up the tent, Roman some feet away scratching out a wide circle for a fire.

Patton tilted his head as the wind ruffled his fur, purring in the setting sun's warmth. These last few days had been so calm and nice. He approved of taking a break, they had been training hard for so long, a few days off wouldn't set them back.

He flicked his tail in content, listening to the flying types chirp their last goodbyes to the day, a few nocturnal pokemon already waking the night with quiet music of hoots and song-like whistles.

Somewhere near him, soft brushing of grass on fur caused him to open his eyes, glancing around. Logan was back with Roman and Thomas, the trainer poking at the now lit fire. If it wasn't them, then who..

The light silver furred Eevee turned his head the other direction, his eyes catching another of special fur slightly crouching in the grass some distance away. Patton's eyes widen with joy, smiling as silver eyes met purple.

"Hey kiddo!" he cheered, Virgil hesitantly looked up at the rest of the group before making his way to Patton, flopping down next to, but not touching, the other Eevee.

It had been some time since they found that the dark furred Eevee ended up following them, a few more interactions strung between then and the current moment. Virgil had gotten a bit closer with the others, but was always gone before next sunrise, watching once again from the shadows.

Patton, knowing Vigil's shyness with engaging contact, flipped his over tail over the smaller and pulled him close, nuzzling the other's cheek. The Eevee shuffled in slight embarrassment but in the end cuddled back.

The two laid under the rapidly appearing stars, Patton feeling Virgil shift a bit away at one point but said nothing, just kept their tails intertwined. Logan had joined them at one point, cuddling up to Patton's side as stars reflected off his eyes, making no comment as the sky stole once more his star transfixed gaze.

A shuffle of feet made Patton tiredly blink, slowly turning his head as Roman and a pajama wearing Thomas approached the trio.

The trainer softly chuckled "c'mon guys, time for bed" Logan sent a death glare his was but Thomas just shook his head with more chuckling.

Patton turned his head to the darker Eevee "want to *yawn* join us kiddo?" the shiny Eevee stood, only to realize the other had been asleep as Virgil jolted awake, blinking tiredly at Patton.

Patton barely held in a squeal. Virgil was asleep! Next to him! He trusted Patton! The light silver Eevee frowned as the kiddo started to droop once more, before light grey ears perked up as he whipped around to Thomas, chirping a few times.

It took the trainer only a moment to understand before giggling. He kneeled slightly and picked up the limp Eevee, Virgil only whining a bit and pawing toward the ground. Thomas looked concerned before looking were Virgil was pointing, smiling.

"Hey Patt, I think Virgil was trying to make you a gift" Patton looked and sure enough, a half built blue, pink, and white flower crown lay in the grass, one of the end flowers squished as Virgil fell asleep on top.

Patton grinned with joy and carefully picked the strand up, walking back up to the campsite.

The fire was now extinguished, water and burnt wood mush stood in its place. Patton laid the half finished flower crown near the stick Thomas used to poke at it before following the trainer in the tent.

Thomas held Virgil close as he scooted into his sleeping bag, Eevees flopping on top almost immediately.

Roman curled up next to his left ear, shoulder now his pillow. Logan settled down on Thomas' waist, Patton curling up with him as his tail tip brushed Virgil's, the dark Eevee laying right in the center of Thomas' chest.

Thomas smiled as purrs erupted in his ear from his Eevees (thanks Roman, that's quite LOUD) hugging Virgil a little closer before sleep fell upon the human.

Thomas blinked awake, finding some weight off his chest.. literally.

He sat up, Eevees already fallen to the ground in vibrating puddles that night, and stood, carefully making his way out of the tent.

He emerged in the early dawn light, blinking away the tiredness as the sun rose above the horizon. Early bird pokemon unknowingly chirped a morning greeting, bushes rusted in the not to far off forest as pokemon skittered for food. Though that wasn't what grabbed the trainer's attention.

Virgil lay bathed in morning sunlight, tying the final blue flower into last night's flower crown. The Eevee glanced up startled but hesitant, purple eyes worried as he stood, a paw stepping back. Thomas understood, not yet.

He smiled at the Eevee "I'll make sure Patton gets it" Virgil stood frozen before relaxing, hesitantly letting out a "thank you" and "goodbye" chirp, before dashing off, fur at ease.

Thomas smiled and delicately picked up the small crown, inspecting the colors. Patton would absolutely adore it.

Though as Thomas went back to the tent, he could of sworn somewhere he read Eevee had an evolution with these colors..

Roman

Thomas flopped onto the soft grass, staring at the small fire as flicks of flame disappeared off into the night. Roman laid dramatically over the trainers outstretched legs, mumbling tiredly in Eevee. Thomas couldn't blame him though, same going for the two shinies who joined Roman, sprawling across his kneecaps.

They had been training hard all day, exhaustion had been inevitable. From wild pokemon battles, to targets and even between each other, the three Eevees had pushed far into training mode for their next challenge, their next adventure.

The next town was about half a day away, so camping out was the best option. With the low energy though, Thomas could probably lay down right here in the grass and pass out with ease.

A rustle in the bushes made him look up, confused. A smile overtook his face though, as familiar violet eyes poked through. Roman, who was facing that direction, perked up, his chocolate brown tail swishing with joy as a familiar dark brown Eevee poked his head fully out carefully, inspecting the clearing they picked.

"Hey kiddo" Thomas murmured sleepily, failing to stiffen a yawn. "Wanna join the cuddle pile?" he offered.

Virgil looked curiously at their pile as though considering, before ducking back into the bush. Thomas slightly frowned sadly, Roman's tail slowly drooping in disappointment as Patton let out a chirp.

Thomas sighed, about to turn back to the burning wood when the bush shook once more, catching all their attention.

Virgil's tail came into view first as the Eevee back tracked, pulling something by his teeth. Thomas stared, eyes wide.

The Eevee pulled the huge leaf a couple of feet away from the gang, turning his back to enormous pile of Oran berries.

"Did.. did you pick these for us?" Thomas asked, amazed.

Virgil ducked his head in embarrassment as he nodded, chirping something to the other Eevees. Roman suddenly sprang up and chipped something back, walking up to the darker furred pokemon, placing a small lick on Virgil's head before moving to drag the Oran berry pile closer.

Patton and Logan chirped gratefully as they grabbed two, Thomas smiling as he poked one on a stick to toast over the fire.

Roman watched Virgil shuffle his paws awkwardly, glancing curiously with those wonderful eyes.

"Hey Virgil, you can have one if you want" Roman offered, only for the Eevee's ears to droop.

"I've already eaten" he murmured, only to be betrayed by a quiet gurgle from his stomach. Roman hesitated, not wanting to discomfort the other.

".. I ate a bit earlier myself, we could possibly split and share one?" Roman shyly offered, causing the violet eyes to widen.

"I couldn't, it's your.." he hesitantly looked down for a moment, before lifting his head up a bit, looking right into Roman rich brown eyes "are you sure?"

Roman grinned, picking up the largest Oran berry before carefully draping his tail over the others back, leading him a bit closer to the fire. As they settled Roman used his claws, slicing their berry in half (and perhaps giving Virgil the larger piece).

And if anyone noticed Virgil cuddling Roman as the night wore on, only waking and leaving when the lighter of the pair stirred at sunrise, no one said a thing.

FamILY

Water droplets sparkled as they dripped off the leaves above, soaking up into the group's hair and fur. The early morning sky drifted blue with scattered clouds, hints of the rain showers from last night only shown by the damp plants around and slightly muddy earth.

Thomas laughed as Roman froze, water once again dripping onto his chocolate fur. The Eevee whined, only for Logan to lean on his back feet, standing up from where he lay on Thomas' messenger bag and slap Roman in the face, effectively shutting the other up with a splutter.

They stayed the night in a cave, setting up the tent inside as it started to show signs of a heavy storm approaching by sunset, the light sprinkle from earlier growing heavier as the clouds darkened.

The cave wasn't the biggest, more of a deep hole as it only fit the tent with two feet of coverage before rain splattered in your face, but it's entrance raised a few inches off the ground, giving them safety from a wet tent. They didn't need to stay that long anyways,only staying the night to escape being wet, the next town merely an hour or two journey.

Thomas smiled, but a dark hint shown through as something bothered him. He had called out several times before bed, informing Virgil he could join the warm cuddles inside, but the Eevee never showed. Worry traced his mind, only hoping he found a sheltered enough spot.

He brushed Patton's fur, the Eevee chirping with a nuzzle to the cheek. The trainer giggled, Logan shifting back to laying down, content. Virgil would be alright, he was wild. The Eevee must have gone through this kind of experience befo-

Roman sat up on Thomas' shoulder, startling him. The Eevee's ears were pricked, nose twitching as he caught something.

"Roman, what- hey!" Thomas spluttered as a tail smacked his face, Roman ignoring the wet grass and mud as he leapt off Thomas without warning, bolting off back in the directions they just came from.

Thomas secured a hand on both remaining Eevee's backs to enforce they didn't fall with the sudden change, before turning and rushing after his starter.

They didn't have to go far before spotting the Eevee anxiously pacing circles, perking up at the sight of Thomas before diving into the bushes, chirping from the other side.

"Roman, what's going on- buddy.." he fought through the bushes, Patton and Logan calling out in distress as Thomas sucked in a harsh breath, kneeling down next to the grounded Eevee's.

Roman licked Virgil's forehead, the smaller barely opening his eyes in pain and exhaustion before closing, letting out a relieved huff and relaxing as if only now feeling safe.

The dark furred Eevee's fur was dirty, his limbs weak and thoroughly soaked to the bone. Scratches were in several places as though he recently fought in a battle, the latest being from yesterday.

Thomas' didn't hesitate to check and sure enough his forehead was warm, to warm. Glazed eyes stared up as raspy breaths labored from his mouth, trust within exhaustion.

"I-I'm sorry Virge, I need to get you straight to a Pokemon Center" he lifted the Eevee, Roman leaping forwards to get scooped up as well, cuddling up to the sick pokemon.

He felt Logan move up to where Roman sat before, nodding in the corner of Thomas' vision. They were ready to set off.

And with that, Thomas ran.

Thomas speed walked through the streets, nearly bumping into others as he kept glancing down at Virgil. The Eevee had curled up against Thomas chest, Roman curling around the other giving occasional comforting licks.

"Hey!" Thomas stumbled as he nearly crashed into someone turning a corner, the other jumping to the side before collision.

"Sorry!" He called back half turning around to the girl, the Fraxure in her arms wide eyed. He only saw her and the pokemon give a started look at the Eevees in his arms before Thomas turned back around and dashed off, Pokecenter now in sight.

The automatic doors nearly caught his arm as he entered, rushing through the mostly empty entrance up to the Nurse Joy.

"Please help" he gasped having not stopped once, carefully setting Virgil down. Joy's eyes widened before calling out a stroller, two Chansey pushing it out.

"Don't worry, we'll take good care of Eevee" the Joy comforted, joining her pokemon by the ER door. "Virgil" Thomas managed, voice a somewhat raspy whisper "his name is Virgil." The Nurse nodded.

"Virgil will be fine" she smiled, turning away and closing the door, a bright neon red "Do Not Enter" lighting up above the doorway. Thomas took in a shuddering breath, the Eevees each nuzzling Thomas' face from their spot.

Thomas gave out a small, strangled laugh "thanks guys."

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Part two link here!

#sander sides #pokemon #thomas sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #dragon witch #mj (matthew jones)#cuddling #a lot of cuddling my gosh #prinxiety #prinxiety hints #virgil is sick #flower crowns #worryring #fluff and angst #my writing #Teaming the Pieces Together

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anthologyoflucas · 2 years

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🎶✨when u get this you have to put 5 songs you actually listen to, publish. then, tag to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) 🎶✨

Tagged by @strigidaeparliament ♥️ 🐸

1. Smile - Jeff Williams / Casey Lee Williams

2. Sing Me To Sleep - Alan Walker

3. Lily - Alan Walker

4. Not Your Baby - Cadium & Jex

5. Feel Invincible / Resistance - Skillet (i listen to these two a lot so I put them together)

Tagging: @anderson-residence @sugaraddictedarchangel @shouga-nai @temporallycatered @powerfulplantwitch @mythunderlegion @fcrgottn @nemekii @abracaxfuckxyou @doglovingfighter

#lucas talks (ooc)#Let's play a game I'll show you how it's done. (dash / tag games)

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anthologyoflucas · 1 year

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Gen tag dump pt 2

Only some can dream with eyes wide. (Wishlist)

I am growing sleepless. (Memes)

You're out of lullabies. (Answered)

Let's play a game I'll show you how it's done. (dash / tag games)

Puppets on string all dance and sing. (Dash commentary)

#Only some can dream with eyes wide. (Wishlist)#I am growing sleepless. (Memes)#You're out of lullabies. (Answered)#Let's play a game I'll show you how it's done. (dash / tag games)#Puppets on string all dance and sing. (Dash commentary)

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anthologyoflucas · 1 year

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Songs I know that spell my url, with lyrics that relate to my character

Tagged by: Stole it from @galaxyinfinitum

All Is Found - Evan Rachel Wood: “Yes, she will sing to those who'll hear, And in her song, all magic flows. But can you brave what you most fear? Can you face what the river knows?”

(The)Next Right Thing - Kristin Bell: “This grief has a gravity, it pulls me down. But a tiny voice whispers in my mind, "You are lost, hope is gone, but you must go on and do the next right thing"”

Tomorrow - Annie 2012: “The sun'll come out tomorrow. Oh, you gotta hang on 'til tomorrow, come what may! Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love you, tomorrow, You're always a day away!”

Here Comes A Thought - SU: “Take a moment, remind yourself, to take a moment and find yourself. Take a moment and ask yourself, “If this is how we fall apart””

Opportunity - Annie 2012: “Now look at me and this opportunity, It's standing right in front of me. But one thing I know, it's only part luck and so I'm putting on my best show!”

Lily - Alan Walker: “Now and then, she tried to run, and then on a night with the setting sun, she went in the woods away, so afraid, all alone”

Out Through The Curtain - The Hush Sound: “Salt-tasting tears, they roll off of my lips, one for each day I'm inside this house, it's a trap. One I can't quite escape so pretend it's the place that I love.”

Go Tell Aunt Rhody - RE7: “I was raised in a deep and dark hole. A prisoner with no parole. They locked me up and took my soul, Shamed of what they'd made.”

You Are The Moon - The Hush Sound: “Darkness, darkness everywhere, do you feel alone? The subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone.”

One Foot - Walk The Moon: “Oh, through the wilderness. You and I, we're walking, through the emptiness. Oh, my heart is a mess. Is it the only defense against the wilderness?”

Fight Song - Rachel Platten: “My power's turned on. Starting right now I'll be strong. I'll play my fight song, and I don't really care if nobody else believes, 'cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me.”

Lights - Ellie Goulding: “You show the lights that stop me turn to stone, You shine it when I'm alone. And so I tell myself that I'll be strong, and dreaming when they're gone!”

Unraveled - Ok Goodnight: “Shall I stay to shelter the ghost you left here? Or can I break, the loneliest cycle you've ever seen?”

Change - SU: “I can make a promise. I can make a plan. I can make a difference. I can take a stand. I can make an effort, if I only understand, that I, I can make a change!”

Alone Pt. II - Alan Walker: “Then I saw your face, your forgiving eyes, looking back at me from the other side. Like you understood me, and I'm never letting you go.”

Safe and Sound - Taylor Swift: I remember tears streaming down your face when I said, “I'll never let you go.” When all those shadows almost killed your light. I remember you said, “don't leave me here alone.” But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight.”

Tagging: steal it if you want to!

#lucas talks (ooc)#Let's play a game I'll show you how it's done. (dash / tag games)#long post tw #the lab rat. (Ilia)

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anthologyoflucas · 2 years

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A-Z Getting to know the blog/muse

repost. Fill out with your answers. Cross out/ skip anything that might not apply to your character.

Character: Ilia Sung

A. What was the inspiration for your character?

I was wanting to have a kid muse and the angst train rolled into the station and ran me over so I made the most traumatized child I could who still chooses to be kind and polite despite the cruelty of the world. Also Matilda was on while I was thinking about it so that helped.

B. How/why did you pick the name that you did for your character?

I simp for a character from RWBY named Ilia Amitola and I just love the name so I plucked it from my favorite gay lizard and gave it to my little bean.

C. How/why did you pick the birthday for your character?

I had a ton of characters on various blogs so I try to give them all different months/days so I can have variety and also give them attention on their birthday and October was the only month at that point that didn’t have a muse b-day in it and the 14 is a day that I usually have nothing going on since its the week after the annual con I go to.

D. What is your character’s full name?

Asset 1624. She was a specimen of project 16 and was the 24th specimen created, though the first to actually survive. Once she chose a real name for herself with Dr. Sung’s help, she chose Ilia Sung as her full name, opting out of a middle name.

E. When is your character’s birthday? What is their zodiac sign? How old is your character?

October 14. Libra, Verse dependent but usually between 5 and 7

F. What is the meaning behind your URL? What was your inspiration for the name?

It means a collection by Lucas. I am Lucas and I collect my ocs and put them here!

G. Was this your first pick for a URL?

Nope but it was hard to find a better url so we got this.

H. Have your change your URL? Would you ever change your URL?

Nope, that would require changing all my links and redoing promos and I am lazy.

I. How tall is your character?

She’s tiny. 3’2

J. How much does your character weigh?

She’s a bit underweight at 27 pounds.

K. Does your character like their name?

Yup. She chose it herself, picking Ilia from a storybook she read cause it was pretty and also fun to write. She chose to take the last name Sung after the only kind person she ever knew and the closest person to a mother she ever had, Dr. Amelia Sung.

L. Does your character go by any nicknames?

Nope, no one has given her any.

M. What is the highest level of education your character has officially received?

No formal education but if she were in school she could skip up to 4th grade with how smart she is if she wanted to. In verses where she is in a safe home and they do put her in school she’s a first or second grader.

N. What is your character’s current job? What is your character’s dream job?

Her current job is either being a lab rat for Dr. Crews’ experiments, being a runaway from the lab and hiding from the handlers hunting for her, or in some verses she’s a student in elementary school. She thinks she wants to be a librarian when she grows up.

O. What is your character’s favorite color?

Purple, but she also likes Pink, Green, Brown and any other frog colors.

P. What is your character’s favorite number/lucky number?

Q. What are some hobbies your character has?

She loves to read and spend time outside just enjoying nature.

R. Where does your character live? And with who?

This is verse dependent. By default she’s a runaway hiding from the lab and on the move constantly, in one verse she’s rescued by @anderson-residence muse Carter and he becomes her father figure in Detroit. In another verse with @pine-guards-chosen-one she’s found and adopted by Duck in Kepler.

S. Where is your character from?

She was born in a lab in an undisclosed location. But if you mean fandom-wise, she’s a fandomless oc of my making.

T. Does your character have a face claim? if so who? How/why did you pick this face claim?

Maggie Elizabeth Jones. I chose her cause she’s the cutest kid ever in the movies and shows she did as a child and I love the lil strawberry blonde hair.

U.Does your character have a voice claim? if so who? Is it the same or different than their face claim? How/why did your pick their voice claim? Describe their voice.

Her voice claim is Isabella Abiera, a child actress known for her work in a show about a forever train. Her voice is perfect for showing a range of emotion that children struggle to voice sometimes especially with confusing and scary circumstances.

V. If your character was real what would they be doing right now?

Probably crying or reading.

W. What time does your character go to bed?

Verse dependent, if she’s on the run she doesn’t have a set bedtime. In verses where she has guardians she is usually in bed around 7:30 or 8 pm.

X. What is your character’s bedtime routine?

Verse dependent again, if she’s on the run she does a check of the area, grabs a food bar from her backpack, washes up and holds Iggy as she goes to bed. In verses with guardians, she will have dinner, brush her hair, brush her teeth, make sure her room is tidy and books stored safely away for the night, then crawl either under the bed or into her little sleeping nook with Iggy.

Y. What time does your character wake up?

Verse dependent also, she wakes up at first light while on the run, and in verses with guardians she tends to wake up between 6:30 and 7:30.

Z. What is your character’s morning routine?

Verse dependent again. As a runaway, she wakes up, brushes her hair and pulls it back, eats a food bar from her bag and checks again to be sure she’s clear before leaving to keep moving. In verses with guardians, she wakes up, makes her sleeping area tidy, gets dressed for the day, brushes her hair and teeth, then goes to eat breakfast.

Tagged by: @anderson-residence

Tagging: anyone who wants to do it! Just say I tagged you!!

#Nothing's too broken to find a way back. (Headcanons)#the lab rat. (Ilia)#Let's play a game I'll show you how it's done. (dash / tag games)

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