This is my take on what pr3ttypriincess/007n7 looks like,
I was thinking that the fuse would look more like pretty princess, although 007n7 might be in control more
Oh no way that's so cool!! :D love that you even came up with moves for them!
This is how my pr3ttyn7 looks like so far but honestly yours is kinda better lol
They do look a little more like pr3ttyprincess, but the two are fighting for control a lot(though 007n7 has convinced pr3ttyprincess not to kill anyone)
This was originally written as a Damien Haas fanfic, but then my friend (who loves wes) wanted a story, so I changed the names of a few things, but now it’s back with its original names and holy shit, that took forever to do because I forgot about find and replace.
Requested: No
Word Count: 1272 Words
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“So today we’re playing two truths and one lie. I’m here with my girlfriend, Y/n.” Damien gestured to you. “Are you ready?”
“I guess, I’m really nervous. I don’t want to get any wrong.”
“We’ve been dating for four years now. I’m going to be really disappointed if you get any of these wrong.” Damien laughed.
“That doesn’t make me feel any better!”
“Well, you can start.”
“Okay,” You grabbed your phone. “My first ever boyfriend shared the same name as my brother.” You looked up to make sure he was listening. “My first kiss was with a girl. And I had a crush on Shayne when I first got here.” You looked up at Damien and put your phone away.
“It’s supposed to be two truths and one lie, Y/n, not three truths!” Shayne said, getting a laugh from everyone. You looked back at Damien, raising a brow.
“Oh god. I know you dated someone with the same name as your brother. I’m not certain about kissing a girl. But I’m really skeptical that you had a crush on Shayne. I’m pretty sure that you had a crush on Noah first.”
“Is that what you’re going with?” You smirked, leaning down and grabbing a water gun.
“Yes.” Damien crossed his arms.
“Well, I hate to do this to you… but…” You sucked in air as you pumped your gun, “you’re right.” You sighed, setting the weapon down.
“Wait, what?!” Damien looked shocked.
“Why do you seem so surprised? You got it right. Now spray me.” You laughed.
“I know,” Damien reached down to grab a water gun. “Then who was it?” He started pumping the gun, then pointed it at you.
“What do you mean?” You put your arms up, hoping to block the water that has yet to hit you.
“Who did you like first?”
“You think I remember that? It was five years ag- AH!” You squealed as the cool water hit you.
“That is such a lie,” Damien said, squirting more water at you.
“Fine! Fine!” The water stopped and Damien raised a brow. “I liked Noah.” You got hit with water again. “Hey!”
“I knew it!” Damien looked at the camera. “I should get double points for getting the name correct!”
“No!” Everyone shouted.
“Fine.” Damien pouted. “Alright, my turn.” Damien looked you in the eyes. “Our anniversary is February 12th, my mom didn’t like you at first,” That got some ‘oohs’. “And I drank two cups of tea today.” He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms with a smirk.
“Oh god. I know our anniversary is February 12th, that’s easy-”
“Are you sure?” Damien leaned forward.
“Positive. I believe your mom didn’t like me at first. So… you had three cups of tea today.” You stated confidently.
“Darn it! Yeah, I had three.”
“Boom!” You grabbed the water gun on the table. “I wanna get you wet.” You gave him a wink and smirk while everyone laughed.
“You don’t have to though.” Damien pleaded.
“Oh, but I want to.” You pumped the gun.
“Can we get a close up on Y/n, she looks deranged,” Shayne commented, feigning a laugh of worry.
“I’ll spray you too, Buffy.” You threateningly moved to the gun towards Shayne.
“Oh god!” Shayne leaned back, laughing still.
“I can feel the power coursing through my veins.” You looked at the water gun in your hands. Very quickly you pointed the weapon at Damien and pulled the trigger.
“Oh my god! That’s cold!” Damien moved in his chair, trying to get away and dodge the stream of water.
“The power felt so good. I want to do it again…” You whispered.
“Please no.”
“Oh, but I want to.” You said, manically.
“How about this, if I get this next one wrong, then you can spray me again.” Damien pleaded. You cocked an eyebrow, considering his words.
“Alright.” You agreed, setting down the weapon.
The game continued with the both of you neck to neck. No one getting any wrong, so you were tied. After a while, both of you went into a tie-breaker; the moment you’ve been waiting for.
“Because apparently Y/n and I know each other so well, we’re going into a tie-breaker,” Damien said to the camera. While he was explaining the rules you couldn’t help but smile. “You ready?”
“Yup.” You popped the ‘p’ while pulling out the biggest water gun, Damien doing the same. “You first.”
“Okay,” He pumped his gun. “I plan on marrying you.” A few awe’s echoed around the room.
“I’m going to say true?” You looked at him confused. Was he planning a surprise, too? You regained your composure. Rolling your shoulders back and giving the best straight face you could, “I’m pregnant.”
The room went quiet. Damien had a look of shock written all over his face. He lowered his gun. “Wait…” He tilted his head. “Are you serious?” You gave him a sly look.
“Yes, that is my serious statement. Now, true or false?”
Um… false? I don’t think you’d tell me this way. Not with how shy you get on personal things.” Damien brought his gun back up.
“Okay, Three! Two! One!” The sideline shouted.
Nothing happened, the two of you just starring at each other.
“So, you’re not pregnant?” Damien almost didn’t finish because of a large stream of water hitting his face. “Wait.” He whipped the water off his face with one of his hands. “Does that mean I got it wrong?”
“Yes.” You said, slowly losing your confidence.
“So you’re pregnant?”
“Yes.” You sunk into your chair, a worried expression staining your features. Did he not want a child? Is he not excited? Did you make a mistake?
“And it’s mine?” You nodded in reply. “Holy shit!” Damien stood. “I’m going to be a dad?!” He came over to you as you stood up, and picked you up. “This is amazing!” Damien hugged you, laughing in your ear. “I can’t believe it.” He set you down.
“You’re okay with it?”
“Okay? I’ve been wanting a kid for forever! And the fact that it’s with the love of my life? I couldn’t be happier!” He hugged you again. “I can’t believe you out surprised me.” You pulled away.
“What?” You questioned. You stood in silence as Damien got down on one knee. He pulled out a little box from his pocket.
“Y/n L/n.” He cleared his throat and looked you in the eyes. “Will you do me the honors of becoming my wife?” He opened the box, showing off a simple but perfect diamond ring.
The room went quiet, the celebration of your pregnancy dying out. Tears were streaming down your cheeks. The room, waiting for your response.
“Yes.” You whispered. You went to your knees so you were eye level. “Yes.” You said a little louder, nodding your head. You grabbed the side of Damien’s head, pulling him in for a kiss.
Loud cheers erupted behind you and Damien, but it was drowned out in your ears. The only thing you cared about was you and Damien. You pulled away, looking the love of your life in the eyes. You both had tears streaming down your cheeks.
“We’re going to be a family.” You said quietly.
“Yes, we are.” Damien chuckled, pulling you into a hug. The two of you sat there for a few seconds, just enjoying the embrace. When you pulled away again Damien took your left hand and delicately placed the ring on your finger.
“I want to be the bridesmaid,” Noah said, earning a laugh from everyone.
