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MBAV as Text Posts {3/?}
hello niche community
Imagine them doing one of those Scientology speed runs
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yoooo dude benny i had a vision we kissed isnt that crazy lol ….👀 (click for quality)
Like, Totally Undead
Pairing: Rory Keaner x Bimbo!Reader Warnings: Humor, fluff, light vampire themes
“OMG, this school is, like, so creepy at night,” you said, clicking down the empty Whitechapel High hallway in pink platform shoes.
Rory, trailing a few steps behind, tried to act cool, but mostly looked like a nervous puppy. “Uh, yeah, creepy… totally. Not like there are, you know, actual monsters lurking around here or anything.”
You spun on your heel, blonde curls bouncing as you blinked at him. “Wait, are there really monsters here? Because that’s, like, soooo scary, but also kinda hot.”
Rory’s brain short-circuited. “H-hot?”
“Yeah!” you giggled. “Like, imagine if some big, scary vampire tried to bite me or something… and then, like, my super cute friend saved me!”
You poked his chest playfully.
Rory’s undead heart might’ve stopped all over again. “I mean, hypothetically… I could totally save you. I’m, you know… pretty strong.”
You tilted your head, lips glossed and shiny. “Are you, like, really strong? Or, like, video-game strong?”
Rory hesitated, then grabbed a nearby metal locker door and yanked it right off the hinges with a screech of metal. “Like, really strong.”
Your mouth dropped open. “Oh. My. Gosh. That’s sooooo cool!”
Nobody had ever called Rory cool before. Not once. He could’ve floated off the ground.
You clapped your hands, bouncing in place. “So wait—are you, like… a vampire?”
“…Maybe?” he said, suddenly bashful.
“That’s so hot,” you squealed, grabbing his arm and pressing close. “Does that mean you can, like, fly? Or turn into a bat? Or do that thing where your eyes go all spooky?”
He swallowed hard, fangs pricking his lip as he muttered, “I can show you… if you want.”
Your eyes sparkled. “Show me everything.”
For once, Rory didn’t feel like the awkward sidekick. For once, he felt like the hero.