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👑 He/him - They/them 👑💜19💜 || Streamer - Writer - Artist || Darlin

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AND WHEN I FOUND A BALL NEXT TO THE APPARATUS I WENT TO GO FIND HIM AND WHEN HE SAW IT HE CHUCKLED

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Something so hot to me is figuring out one of your male friends who you've gamed with for 8 years, who makes zero sexual or flirty comments or bits.

Plays along with your puppy play in a game.

Like lethal company I had a ball and he was like "drop the ball." And i was like "no, arf arf"

And he chuckles and goes "drop it." And you do drop it but you try to kick it instantly to grab but he just picked it up first

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I love how Shane learns he can be more rude and stand up for himself (ep 3 when he gets into a fight with Scott Hunter) after hanging with him for so long. And by the time we get to ep 5- especially the end. Ilya opens up so much more emotionally. Because he finally had that space to really grow and talk.

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This series is amazing in showing boundaries.

Showing so many different ways of respecting boundaries in so many different forms of love and relationships. They rarely experience someone pushing the boundary to far, only in the early stages of relationships and all the negative viewed ones.

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Ilysa tone changing when he talks about Svetlana. In ep 5, when he's on the phone talking in Russian. that smile on his face, his voice raised higher.

How he sounded talking about his brother, that deep chested ball of rage and sadness. He played this character so well.

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Loving the camera placement for Heated Rivalry Ep 5 mirror scene with Ilya and his brother.

Starts off with Ilya being at the front of the mirror but the focus is on the brother in the back - like he's the puppet master pulling the strings.

Then after Ilya shows that he has the strength to ruin him this whole time and hasn't. In that punch up, to him making boundaries, still giving his niece a giant portion of it (his blackmail on Ilya).

The next scene is the brother at the front of the mirror, but the camera is pointed right behind Ilya, his head is taking up most of the frame.

His brother is then the one to compose himself and put on the act, and not Ilya for once.

And we go to Svetlana giving Ilya that comfort and that she knows his secret. Takes that other burden off his shoulder.

Shane then gives him that actual emotional space, allowing Ilya to get everything off his chest with that comfort of knowing no one else will still know. Shane sees the bigger picture of his life, just by how much and how emotional he sounded. Whilst still respecting that mans boundaries. ... I am so in love with this series

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Im abt to write Dom Robert Robertson smut soon if no one else does

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I carve the word love every way possible into my skin in hopes that one day I'll feel it.

As my arm falls besides me and the droplets merge and fall down to my finger tips.

I pray with my body- my vessel. That one day I'll feel it.

One day, you will come. 

Hoping that if I make it physical, it'll come true

That maybe, I am worthy of your love. 

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My streamer wouldn't have missed.

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Hello! I've really enjoyed your hcs and requests for Erik and I was wondering, could you write one for Erik with a partner who is an artist that views him as a muse? Drawing his masked face and doodling his hands and figure silently all the time even if they don't tell him they find him beautiful outright, it's obvious in their secret artwork

Yessss this is adorable i love this

Tags; GN reader, artist reader, Drabble (I still don’t know if I’m using that word right-)

Even before you and Erik got together, Erik knew about YOURE artistic skills. Always watching you from the shadows as you worked on your next masterpiece. No matter how “bad” or unfinished the project was, he adored it like it belonged in the museum. The older works that you forgot about he stole and put up in his home deep under the Opera house, he couldn’t help it, he needed to be surrounded by your brilliants.

After you two starting talking and interacting with each other he noticed how your works became a little more moody, or take more inspiration from the Opera house itself more. Erik entertained the idea that you’re doing that because it reminds you of him, but he snaps himself out of it thinking that he’s just showing you more of the Opera, of course you’re inspired. It’s not because of him.

Overtime the two of you became an inseparable pair, you can continue to work on your art in his home as well as he can work with you in there to, if anything it’s boosting both of your work ethics. Erik sitting at his piano and you sitting nearby with your sketch book in hand, how can it get any better than this? Perfectly domestic and calm as you two worked on your art. If only he knew, just like he’s writing songs about you, that you’re drawing him as your muse.

Sitting in your lounge chair off to the side of his piano room, you sat sketching him with a charcoal pencil. Slowly but surely capturing his appearance with small strokes and the occasional intentional smudge of the charcoal on the page for definition. You couldn’t help but have a small smile as you take a look at the page, you capture him perfectly in your eyes. His mask, his hair, even the disgruntled look of him as he focuses on his music, leaning over his piano.

Truth be told this isn’t the first time you’ve done this. You’ve say many times in this chair sketching him, let it be just his face, or maybe some anatomy practice where you focused on how he held his body. Like all artists hands were the bane of your existence, but you couldn’t help but try and tackle that subject to immortalize his, whether they’re in his leather gloves or bare, they were always intriguing.

Erik was always a muse to you, even before you ever saw him and only heard his voice. Those drawings of the opera house you did were made to try and capture him. They were always the places and moods that you felt like captured his unique aura and voice. The day you finally saw him even in the shadows you couldn’t help but try your best to get it on paper. Truth is you’re as infatuated with him as he is with you, but he’d never guess that.

Now that you’re spending most days with him, it’s hard to hide the fact you’re drawing him. As odd as it sounds you just didn’t want to be seen as a creep for it. Your sketch book quickly filling up with all the sketches you’ve done of him, and you still don’t feel confident enough to show him one. Maybe, in time when you create a masterpiece as him as your muse will you finally show him, but until then, he’ll continue to be your secret muse.

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I Don't Speak Tacobell || Modern Warfare

Soap reaches for Alejandro, but the Mexican shrugs his hand off. Staring down Graves. "What the fuck you call me dawg? I'm going full Mexican on your bitch ass." He grabs Graves by his shoulder.  "Mas te vale que no es un pinches cuarto." He slams Graves to the wall, Graves grabbing his other arm as Alejandro pins his shoulder down. "Si no ahorita te- ahorita te tumbo los pinches ojos que!" "You better give us a fucking room if not- if not imma take your eyes out dawg."

"Someone tell me what hes saying!" Graves eyes flick towards Soap for answers. Getting angry as no one responds, "What the fuck is he saying- Dude I don't speak tacobell."  He spits out.  Meanwhile, Soaps watching this argument going down, hands on his knees laughing as tears form in his eyes.  Full on wheezing as Ghost stands next to him, not bothering to separate them. 

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Next Story?

What Should I Write Next?

What was I Made for? Good Omens

Good Omens Alternative Ending

Mi Bueno Amor - Karl, Sapnap, Quackity

Honeybee - Ranboo & Tubbo

Voting ended onSep 29, 2023

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Since I did write honeybee but it didn't save, I'll redo it after writing the others (or when I'm back home) bc I gotta spend a day just contemplating life

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I FOUND A WAY TO GET IT BACK BOYS

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I legit, lost half of this randomly and had to start over, then when I was almost finished a second time. I realised I fucked the lyrics up and my brain couldn't handle the noise to the point I had to stop writing it for a few months… It's been in the making for a bit haha

but it's here now!

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||Honeybee - Ranboo, Tubbo & Michael||

Song: Honeybee - Steam Powered Giraffe Art: FuzzyCryptid - YT Fandon: DSMP

"Oooo Ooo Oooo Ooo." The Enderman sat in a field of flowers humming to himself, tail flickering around as the wind carried some petals past.

"You didn't have to look my way." The Enderman tilts his head to the side, following the petals. Spotting the small ram and his son beginning to approach.

"Your eyes still haunt me to this day." A warm smile on the brunette's face slowly melted one on the Endermans' as well, Tubbos, mismatched eyes look down to the toddler in his arms.

"But you did. Yes, you did" The Enderman looks down to the allium he's holding and then back up to his boy.

"You didn't have to say my name" As Tubbo got closer, Ranboo reached over and placed the flower between Michael's ear.

"Ignite my circuits and start a flame. But you did." A smile formed on Michael's face as the two of them sat down to join the Enderman.

"Oh, Turpentine erase me whole." The memory of that day starts to go dark, as Ranboo's memory slips.

"Cause I don't want to live my life alone." Ranboo reaches a hand out to try and get Tubbo's attention, only for the Ram's blackout figure to move further away.

-

"Well, I was waiting for you all my life." Ranboo closed his outstretched hand, tears staining his face as he sat up.

"Oh." A small bzt comes from his hand as he begins to open the tightly closed fist.

"Why" A small honeybee sits in his palm, wings a little crinkled but not damaged from the pressure.

"Set me free, my... honey-bee," The bee begins to fly away. A small smile on his face as tears formed.

"Ho-ney-Bee." The bumblebee flies around the Enderman a few times before taking off for good. A sad chuckle as the Enderman gets up for the day.

-

"You didn't have to smile at me." An image of Tubbo comes into his mind when they first met, so innocent and sweet. His bee boy.

A soft smile on his face, horns barely showing past his fringe as he wore his green shirt. "Your grin's the sweetest that I've ever seen." Comparing the ram to how he looks now.

Scars trailing over his body from the firework, a detonation button for his nukes in hand. "But you did. Yes, you did." But he still had a smile on his face, he was still him, he still was his bee.

-

"You didn't have to offer your hand." He remembers following Tubbo around with a grass block on him, the ram talking his ear off about his plans to build Snowchester.

-

"Cause since I've kissed it I am at your command." A smile on their faces as they talk to Foolish about building them a mansion to live in together. "But you did."

-

"Oh, Turpentine erase me whole," The duo explained to Tommy how they fell in love after the marriage. Tom's mouth was wide open with shock but congratulated them.

-

"I don't want to live my life alone." Ranboo made it back to his house, only to find out his 'Do Not Read' book was missing, only to later find it in one of his double chests.

-

"I was waiting for you all my life." Reaching Dream's cell in Pandora's Vault he shifted awkwardly as Dream began to thank the hybrid for the help, Ranboo denied any form of help as Dream revealed his chest was full of copies of his missing book.

"Oh," Opening one of the books, he's met with the realisation the front page is blank...

"Why." Only a :) on the page.

"Set me free, my... honey-Bee." Ranboo began to freak out, as blocks around him began to collapse, and the prison floor began to crumble around him, causing him to fall to his death in the pit of lava.

-

"Ho-ney-Bee." He awakes in his obsidian 'panic room' rocking back and forward. The signs around the room provide no comfort. He cries as he tries to remember anything. His friends, his enemies, what side he was on - anything.

-

"Hello Goodbye, Twas nice to know you." Ranboo goes to find another stronghold, deciding to make a lab for him to relearn the powers he's long forgotten.

Honeybee.

"How I find myself without you" He reaches for the potion labelled 'remember test #1'. Hands shaking as he gulped it down as he sat in his lab.

-

"That I'll never know." He panics as he flips through his first memory book. Seeming frustrated with the words, he lights a fire.

Honeybee.

"I let myself go." As he slowly moves the book to the flame, the sides of the book begin to catch aflame. Only to quickly put out the flames realising to burn the book would mean to forget.

I let myself go.

-

"Hello Goodbye, I'm rather crazy." The cold breeze hit his face as he realised Nikki and Technoblade saw him. After talking to him and getting his opinion on things, they began to loosen up.

"And I never thought I was crazy." The two extended an invitation to The Syndicate with open arms. Only to have them discuss Snowchester. -

"But what do I know?" Ranboo runs into his and Tubbo's home to destroy the ladders up to Michael's room.

But what do I know?

"I let myself go." Finally exhaling as The Syndicate leaves, a chuckle of relief comes from Tubbo as he gently punches the Enderman's arm.

I let myself go.

-

"Honeybee." The chilled air flows through the window in Snowchester, Ranboo takes a second to regain his composure as a tear slides down his face because of the memories.

"Honeybee." He looks down at the rose sitting on the window sill, a small bee landed comfortably on the petals. the buzzing providing comfort.

Honeybee.

"Hello Goodbye, Twas nice to know you." He hears soft giggles behind him from his son.

"How I find myself without you." "That I'll never know." He wipes the tears off his face as he turns and smiles at the toddler. The piglin gave a warm smile to the enderman as he waved to his dad.

Honeybee.

"I let myself go." Ranboo walks over and leans down to place a kiss on Michael's forehead before moving back to the stove.

"Hello goodbye, I'm rather crazy." A sigh leaves his mouth as he's glad he's back in the present. He begins to make the rest of the pancakes.

-

"And I never thought I was crazy" He remembers finding Micheal in the nether.

But what do I know?" The smile on the Piglin's face when he saw the gold carrots in Ranboo's hand.

But what do I know?

I let myself go" Micheal laughed at Tubbo and Ranboo as they caught him a new chicken.

I let myself go.

Hello Goodbye, twas was nice to know you." Tuboo and Micheal sit patiently as Ranboo sets the timer of a camera before sprinting over to them. Smiles on all their faces.

That I'll never know.

-

"How I find myself without you." A small thump and something grabbing his leg causes the Enderman to look down.

"Hello Goodbye, I'm rather crazy." The piglin clings to his leg smiling up as Ranboo bends down to pick him up.

I let myself go.

"And I never thought I was crazy." He boops the kid's nose as he places him on the table next to where he's cooking.

Hello Goodbye, twas was nice to know you." Michael scoffs down the pancakes before taking Ranboo's hand to play with him.

But what do I know?

How I find myself without you." Ranboo smiles as he gets onto his knees to play blocks with his son, his tail flicking around.

"Hello Goodbye, I'm rather crazy." The enderman's focus on building the perfect tower stops him from hearing the door click.

"And I never thought I was crazy." Just as he finishes placing the last block, the Piglin is up and running to the door. A small brunette walks in shrugging his jacket off with a smile on his face.

Now you have to go.

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Bro i havent been writing for weeks and i finally am back :)

be prepared for a fuck ton of drabbles

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