Electronic Greeting Card Day & National Unfriend Day
Person A designed electronic greeting cards that pass on blessings to the person who receives them, a small charm and techno-witch magic. Person B is a prankster who decides to take their concept and send inconveniencing curses instead. But when someone starts further expanding on Person B’s card twist to pass on dangerous curses, and now Person A and Person B pair up to track down the criminal.
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Luke: Okay so like, youre hand is gonna be a bit numb now but then this won't hurt a smidge and will look real..are you very sure you're okay with this, perce?
Percy, shaking with excitement: I'm more than okay!!!:D
They just really wanna scare the Gods a little, it's just a little fun, Percy is willing to fake being near death for three days if it fucks with the Gods (and Chiron).
He barely keeps a straight face trying to tell Chiron about it. Annabeth is shaking not from tears (like she'd have Chiron believe) but from holding back her laughter.
Hi everyone here is the second installment in the Prank au! Im sorry that mcyt g/t content has been seemingly placed to the side, i just find myself getting into other things more. I can assure you all that I will be posting a few fics in mcyt g/t but not a lot. so enjoy the prank au! Picks up from the end of the last fic so read that first! under the prank au tag
tw- Dehumanization, Angst, Implied hard vore(NONE HAPPENS), arguments, implied vore
word count- 2296
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A Great Divide Between You and Me (When Did you become so cruel?) [II]
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The trip downstairs was as comfortable as it could get while, ya know…being in a slimy gut. Sure it was squishy and that provided a nice barrier to get slung around in but it was still nasty.
He wrung out his tail before leaning up against the stomach wall, listening to Tommy’s breathing and voice as he spoke so casually to his family. He closed his eyes, imagining the scene that was before Tommy.
His brother, lounging casually and reading some book about Greek mythology and drinking some of the caffeine that Techno almost always desperately needed.
Phil was probably doing a little dusting, making sure to be careful as he cleaned the living room up as to make sure he wasn’t lurking around anywhere he could get hurt. Phil always did make sure he was careful of not scaring him and it had been what-a total of three years and he still made sure to be as courteous and kind as he had the first time they had a conversation.
Those thoughts kept him grounded and feeling relatively safe for all of a few minutes. If he had been counting he was sure it would fall below the five minute mark.
He heard muffled shouts but Tommy’s were definitely the loudest since he was inside the teenager…
The words that Tommy were saying felt…felt wrong? Tommy had never said things before and yeah, he knew this whole thing was a prank and none of it was true but…
But the words stung…more like a wasp sting than a bee sting…
What Tommy was saying made him feel uncomfortable and unsafe and he felt like he was near those wasps like when he was a kid.
He felt…
Scared.
He squirmed around in the stomach, suddenly feeling so very unsafe and uncomfortable inside of the stomach.
When the muffled shouts got louder and seemingly more angry everything seemed to go so fast as he was tossed around the slimy and plush walls, letting out a surprised yelp.
What in primes name was happening?
Wilbur nearly screamed as the mush of cereal entered the stomach with him and he cringed. He thought Tommy wasn’t going to eat with him inside!
He pushed away some of the food before hearing a loud belch come from above and he shuddered. He was ok! Tommy wasn’t going to kill him…this was just a joke…
He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. Alright. This was alright he was alright.
He vaguely heard a bowl slam into the table, the spoon clattering. Then shouts and more loud noises that were thankfully muffled.
“You know what fuck you Techno! I was doing you a favor!! You are making too big a deal about this!”
Tommy shrieked loudly and Wilbur covered his ears, whimpering a little before shoving the walls. “T-Tommy please quiet down an-and-“ Wilbur was cut off as he was thrown back and around.
“Don’t you shove me prick-It’s too late. The pest is gone.”
His blood turned to ice and his stomach churned. He felt sick and his mind yelled but he forced any thoughts away.
Tommy didn’t mean any of that shit he was just doing his act that was all. Techno should understand this was a prank.
Wilbur tried to get back to his feet and stabilize himself but he was once again tossed forward, crashing uncomfortably into another one of the fleshy walls in his…in his (Prison) temporary home-
His hands pressed down on the plush walls and he gagged a little cringing at the slime that coated his hands and he pushed away. Prime this place was disgusting he couldn’t wait to be let out.
Over all the commotion and barely hearing a lick of context he finally-finally heard another voice that managed to reach his ears.
A voice he had come to love.
A voice that comforted him and soothed him when he got scared or when he had a nightmare.
A voice he started calling and associating as “Dad” just last year.
“BOYS-stop fighting right now!”
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Phil glared at both of the arguging teenagers with venom, eyes glistening with fresh tears while he cheeks had tear tracks running down them.
Techno and Tommy immediately stopped …surprisingly…and stood straighter, looking at there father with a bare minimum of shame.
“I do not want either of you near or even in the same house as each other till tonight. Do you both understand me?”
He asked, anger seeping into his tone but Tommy could tell that none of it was directed at Techno.
All of it was directed at him.
The shorter blond crossed his arms, making sure to squeeze a little around his stomach just to get on Techno’s nerves further. He was a tad shocked when he heard a pathetic sounding yelp from his stomach but rolled his eyes.
Whatever, he needed to focus on making sure no one knew the borrower was still alive. It’d ruin everything if it kept moving and making noises like that. Thankfully no one heard it as his arms seemed to muffled it along with his clothes.
“Tommy, go grab a bag and leave my house until dinner. Do I make myself perfectly clear?” Phil asked. His voice was cold though Tommy didn’t miss the way it cracked.
Out of the corner of Tommy’s vision he could see Techno already curling his hands back into fists and he made sure to squeeze a little more. Techno’s hands tightened, knuckles turning white. Tommy ignored him before nodding at his father.
“Oh believe me I wouldn’t dream of coming back till dinner tonight. Means I can go hang out with my friends and shit.” He grinned, proving to his family even further he hadn’t cared about the borrower. All as planned.
He smirked, walking quickly past Techno who stomped after him, only being stopped by Phil who stopped him. He whispered something into his ear and that seemed to diffuse Techno a little.
He looked defeated.
He went to the charging station, grabbing his phone off the charger and his bag. “Alright! I’ll be off! Don’t miss me too much~!” He giggled before opening the door.
He waved, got nothing back and then exited out of the house, a much more sinister smile forming on his face. Oh this would be fun…
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This was fucking scaring him now. This was no longer Fucking funny.
Wilbur tried to keep himself stable inside the stomach, hearing his brother’s somehow off putting giggle. He…He really wasn’t liking it anymore…
The pouch he was stuck in swung side to side gently and he couldn’t help but cringe a little at some of the food Tommy had put in the fleshy pouch with him. He…He must have put it in there cause he briefly forgot Wilbur was there! Yeah-that was it.He fidgeted with his hands. He kind of wanted to stretch himself out a little more. The storage was comfortable for the most part, even if he hated the warmth and slime and mostly everything about the spongy area it wasn’t awful!...He just wanted to stretch.No other reason.Definitely not because he wanted to talk to Tommy and maybe get a moment to ask and confirm, though he wasn’t sure why he needed to do that! It was obvious Tommy was playing around…but still, just in case he wanted to ask if he was really joking.He’d rather be safer than sorry after all.
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Tommy walked through the neighborhood, pulling out his phone and dialing Tubbo’s number, still smiling like a child who had just been given all the candy ever.
The phone rang a few times. Then, at long last, when Tommy was ready to leave a voicemail, he picked up.
“Hey Tommy how are you today? What are you and Wil up to?” He asked. Tommy smirked, patting his stomach. “I’m great! Me and Wil aren’t doing annnny antics today. As a matter of fact, he’s comfortable. Got him a new permanent room and he’s settling in very, very well. What are you and Boo up to aside setting up for your pranks tomorrow?”
Ranboo and Tubbo did april fools a little differently than Tommy and Wilbur did. While Wilbur and him did a prank on the day of and involved every single person, Tubbo and Ranboo only did pranks the day after and only with each other.
Tubbo’s huff was heard through the speaker as he dropped his voice to a whisper. “Well-“ he started “I don’t think we’re doing pranks because Ranboo is gonna be busy all day. He’s working with Niki at the bakery and he won’t have any time to prepare and I’d feel really bad if I pranked him and he couldn’t prank me back.”
Tommy continued his walk, humming along to Tubbo’s words as he kept on the cracked sidewalk to his next location. The reason he wasn’t going to Tubbo’s and Ranboo’s place was because they lived a little too far away to walk to.
He glanced around the area, pausing for just a moment as his stomach growled loudly and he pat it again. He should get something to eat and soon. He was starving.
That borrower and cereal didn’t fill him up at all. He swore that because the borrower tasted so good it should have filled him up more but oh well-he could always find another borrower.
Maybe Bad wouldn’t mind if he had just a small taste of Sk-
No. What was he thinking-Skeppy was his friend! He couldn’t even try a taste of someone else's borrower-that would be horribly rude.
“Dude, that sucks. Think you two and Niki’ll be able to come to dinner tonight though? Wilbur really wants everyone to be there for our prank. It’s going to definitely make the dinner muuuuch better.” He cackled a little. This was gonna be fucking great. If he got those three there, then the prank was going to be looooads better.
Niki and Wilbur went way back. They had started out slightly rocky, Wilbur was of course nervous during the second year when they had done that forgetting prank but Niki had been kind and went slow.
Ranboo and Tubbo had met Wilbur the same day and he had relaxed so much when Ranboo was somehow more nervous and delicate than anyone had previously thought possible.
Tubbo had been extremely polite and the chaotic energy the two shared gave Phil and Ranboo around one or two heart attacks. It had been incredibly funny until Niki and Techno had attempted to tackle Tubbo his attempt to put Wilbur on the highest shelf in the kitchen.
A shuffling noise could be heard over the speaker, shaking him from his memories. Tubbo sounded like he was searching for something around him. Papers ruffled and dishes clattered. He must be in his office or something like that.
“I’m sure we can be there! I know Wilbur doesn’t get to see boo and me all too often and I know he misses Niki’s baking so I’ll see if they can make a cake for him! I mean-they probably won’t wanna miss tonight anyway since this is the anniversary of them all meeting.”
Tubbo prattled on and on but Tommy wasn’t listening anymore. He must be talking about whatever Ranboo and Niki were baking or supposed to be baking today. That shit didn’t matter though. The important information had already been shared.
It was Niki, Ranboo and Tubbo’s anniversary of meeting Wilbur.
Wilbur, who they saw as a friend.
As a person. Not a snack.
That was the best, most exciting news he heard all day.
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Wilbur was…he felt awful and scared and he felt more uncomfortable each word and step his…
The brunet shook his head a little, the stomach gurgling and pressing in on him much to his discomfort.
“T-Tommy…? Can you please let me out?” He let out in a weak voice, pushing at the walls to try and get more space before he felt a hand on the outside of his hell pat at where he was situated, his smugness practically emanating from his surroundings and from Tommy’s voice.
Why the hell was Tommy being like this!? Of course it was a prank and it was supposed to be like Tommy was a dickhead who hated him, sure but…
But if that was the case then why the fuck was this feeling so real? He hated that it felt so fucking real and he felt like it wasn’t an act.
He suddenly felt sick to his stomach at the thought of it not being an act. That it was actually real. Three years of bonding and brotherly friendship thrown in the trash so Tommy could have nothing but a quick snack.
Fresh tears flooded his vision as his mind began to blur and fuzz up everything as it all suddenly sunk in again.
Tommy didn’t care about him. He just liked the idea of what he could do with him. Of what he was doing with him right now.
What if it was the same with Techno? And-And Phil? What if everyone hated him? Wanted to do what Tommy had beaten them to doing?!
Oh prime oh prime oh prime he was a goner-
He began hyperventilating, trying to stabilize himself in the stomach that was perfectly content making him more distressed.
His ears only caught one last thing that made his blood curdle and his body freeze.
“Alright see you tonight Tub’s! I gotta go though I just got to Dream’s place.”
Jimin pulls a prank on Jungkook for his YouTube channel, expecting him to get angry but Jungkook has always had a soft spot for his hyung. Things don't go as planned.
admin's note: this is pretty short, and just a cute little one shot BUT OH MY GOD ITS SO CUTE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH BESTIES JIKOOK BEING IN LOVE AND PRANKS AND JUST AAAAAH I LOVEIT AND JIMIN IS SP CUTE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH also just a tiny part but i really liked how the author didnt like pull a "jungkook didnt get mad at all cus it was jimin" like he did get mad/upset but not like in a bad way?? like he was just upset and just idk i liked that, very realistic but he of course doesnt stand a chance against jimin and his adorable self
in which annoying roommates/friends, unfinished assignments and insane braincells at parties create a path for lucas's self sabotage.
part i
part ii:
it’s somewhat after noon. the light is entering from the open windows, colouring the room in yellow and warmth. lucas is lying with his front to the floor. there’s a buzzing around his ears from the vibrations coming from his phone as the group chat he has with the boys gets swarmed with messages. he’s been ignoring him since the better part of his morning, not taking any part in what they have to say after learning about his weird run-in yesterday. he’s already suffered - by listening to them - enough as it is.
lucas has been lying on the floor, face down, limbs stretched in a starfish position, like this, for hours. mjolnir is somewhere paddling around lucas with the rubber duck he got for her. his head is swarmed by so many thoughts it’s becoming difficult to keep track of them. the train in his head keep jumping from one path to another, getting ready for a train wreck, and mjolnir with her rounds around his body is only frustrating him more.
You gotta hand it to the little suckers; lining your car with tin foil and using the Arizona heat to their advantage was an annoyingly brilliant way to make an enormous amount of popcorn.
