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luk-413 · 4 months

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Over on twitter everyone kinda lost it over how Smitty’s channels interact between one another so they got mascots designed ! I decided to add a special little something and also design a more kryoz mascot as well!!

#smii7y #smii7y fanart #smiity #bbs smii7y #banana bus squad #kryoz #kryozgaming #kryoz gaming #krii7y #more kryoz #smii7y plus #smii7y minus

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hallenanyall · 1 year

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ok fine whatever so i redrew it again BIG DEAL!! maybe im back!!! whatever!!!!

#thanks yall for voting. literally 30 minutes after i made the poll i started drawing. more sketches on the way <3 #might link the previous years versions later but maybe not!!#krii7y #bbs #gbg #kryoz #smii7y #fourth times a charm? maybe?

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vanivanvanilla · 1 year

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i am once again encouraging u all to watch purge smp season 1 (do it)

[art: @cambbiii]

[don’t repost]

#van edits #smii7y #kryozgaming #kryoz #krii7y #purge smp #banana bus squad #bbs #mcytshipping #<- i feel so silly whenever i put that tag for them. they’re block guys but they’re not mainly known from that #more of a simple edit but i like it ^_^ i like mixing up the length of edits i do

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bambooandstuff · 2 months

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He's looking...

#my art #art #mixed media #kryoz #kryoz fanart #i almost never do fanart #but he looks so goofy like this #also theres like no fanart of him #and i need to see more #traditinal art #drawing

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cmeiffel · 2 years

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chapter 1

"Wake up."

"Come on, wake up for me."

"Jare-please, you have to-"

"Wake up, damn it!"

Holy fuck. His chest immediately squeezes itself and his heart almost succeeds in breaking through his ribs with how hard its beating and his arms instinctively come up to shield his head and his whole body tenses and curls up and he flinches without meaning to as he realises that that is a person standing over him- he's standing over him and-

"Woah, relax, Smit. It's just me, see?"

Evan steps back, hands raised, watching his friend worriedly. Jaren peeks through his eyelids at the sound of the other's voice. He squints at Evan for a few seconds before it hits him and he lowers his arms and lets his body slump back into the mattress he was laying in. "Shit, dude. Could've killed a guy with that heart attack of a wake up call."

Evan relaxed himself and mumbled an apology which was promptly brushed off. They've had the conversation many times before, apologies weren't required.

The younger listened in his sleep-dazed state as the other canadian went off on a tangent, of which Jaren only caught the words "ice-cream" and "introductions". He wasn't sure why but allowed his bleary eyed self to be dragged from his room and out the front door.

April 5th

It was comforting, the silence that fell over the streets, save for the soft buzz that came with a sleeping neighborhood. They were not the only ones wandering about but they probably were the only ones with somewhere to be at such a late hour. Said hour which was not forgotten by Evan, seeing as his present company has elected to complain about it over the past few minutes.

"Evaaannn, it's two in the fucking morning," Jaren whined, "where on earth are you taking me at this ungodly hour?"

The older chuckled at his friend's dramatics, ignoring the complaints while he led them around a corner. The pair walked on underneath the dim light of the overhead lamp posts for a few more minutes, exaggerated huffs and sighs from Jaren following behind them.

Their next turn seemed to have brought them on the right street at last, and Evan's pace slowed ever so slightly. They stopped in front of a little shop, Evan walking right in while his companion hesitated for a moment in favour of giving it a once-over. Compared to the others that held empty darkness within, this one glowed with dimmed fluorescent lights spilling from its windows and onto the street. Stated clear on the windows and on a sign hanging overhead, bold letters spelled out the supposed name of it.

"The Noose," he read softly. "If it wasn't for how clean the place looked, I'd think he's brought me to a hot spot for dealers."

HIs muttering ceased as he pushed in the door and stepped inside. First thing he noticed was how much warmer it was, and how the warmth seemed to soothe the tension in his back. Second thing he noticed was how the interior seemed to be much more spacious than he expected with how small it looked from the outside. Typical diner-style booths in neat rows stretched from the middle, where a counter sat with, of course, padded bar stools that lined the front. One of which was occupied by his friend who was watching him fondly.

Jaren walked himself to a stool beside the man, making sure to bump into him forcefully as he sat down. "Stop staring at me, idiot," he mumbled as his eyes trailed along the drawings that filled the chalkboard-like material lining the walls. He eventually brought his gaze back down to squint at a smirking Evan. "Well? Was I wrong for bringing you here?"

Jaren rolled his eyes. "Fact is, you still woke me up at ass o'clock in the morning to bring me to whatever the hell this is-"

"Welcome!"

The unexpected greeting suprised Jaren enough for him to painfully fall off his seat. On the floor, he glared up at Evan who was failing to hide his laughter behind his hands. A face leaned over the counter and smiled down at him.

"Hi, sorry about that," at least the stranger had the decency to sound regretful, "Do you need help?"

Jaren shook his head, face flushed with embarrassment. He brushed himself off and sat himself safely back on his stool. He took in the stranger in front of him, lean, with a dark green apron over a plain sweater, soft brown hair perfectly framing a pale face. Green-blue orbs had a warmth and sparkle that could put anyone in a trance if they stared too long. The sheepish grin erased any contempt Jaren could have had from being shocked so suddenly.

Evan clasped his hands together as his laughter finally stopped. "Alright! Smitty, meet John."

Jaren stuck his hand out.

"John, meet the milkbag."

John glady reached over the counter and shook it. "So. Smitty, huh?" he questioned.

Jaren ignored the tingling in his hand as he leaned away from the counter. "Yup. Smit, Smitty, Milkbag, whatever works."

"Not uncommon for names to be... sensitive information here." John nodded solemnly and Evan took reins on the conversation. He introduced John as the owner of The Noose, a cafe/ ice-cream parlour/ local hangout for degenerates. ("By degenerates I mean our friend group, who you'll meet soon enough. Really nothing that bad about the youth in this town." )

Meanwhile, John busied himself behind the counter, disappearing out back for a moment before returning with servings of ice-cream. Three paper cups were laid out in front of them, tiramisu for Evan, regular chocolate for John himself and a raspberry ripple for Jaren. The latter of which looked confusingly down and his serving.

"Raspberry's my favourite," he said blankly.

John paused and tried not to cringe at himself. "Uh, is it?" he laughed awkwardly, "I just assumed, haha. Think of it as a trick of the trade." God, John hoped he bought that. He watched the other's reaction for a moment, silently cursing his slip up. He let out the breath he was holding when the younger shrugged and scooped up a bite.

Evan, oblivious to the interaction beside him, kept his talking about anything he deemed was important for Jaren to know. "...Speaking of the guys, you've got to meet them soon. They've heard enough about you from me, I think we'll all get along fine."

Back to wearing his cool and confident demeanour, John chuckled softly. He urged Evan to eat his ice-cream while he told Jaren more about himself.

He spoke of how he came to open The Noose, the idea pulled from his past experiences as a young teen who desperately needed a place to escape from everything. "The name is fitting for a place that's main purpose is to be something to turn to when you want everything to just stop."

John explained the peculiar operating hours of his small establishment. 5pm to 11am, the peak hours for his target customers.

The longer the three of them carried the conversation, the more Jaren felt as though he's known John for forever. There was something odd about all this, because he knew that the feeling was not just from how easily the other could match his energy, but from something entirely different. He decided to ignore it for the moment, focusing instead on keeping the good first impression.

Only when Jaren started yawning did they realise the time. John cleared the counter as the other two got up to leave.

"I'll expect to see you two later, right? It was nice to meet you, Smitty."

"Nice to meet you John."

#ave remembers how to write #the noose #noose au #bbs noose au #more chapters coming soon dw #plsplspls tell me this is better than the original chapter #bc i think it really is #anyways #banana bus squad #bbs #kryozgaming #bbs kryoz #smii7y

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squirsquirrel · 2 years

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I feel like this sums up how I write notes/ideas for fanfics pretty well...

If no one is going to hype me up then I'll do it myself XD

Also kinda a spoiler? But not really 'cause all you get from this is his and Smitty's relationship so have fun with that.

#Squir spiels #Yes I'm actually trying to finish this now sosbis #I've written a bit more dialogue that I'm happy with ^^#A bit of Kryoz and a lot of Puffer #I'm excited for them all! Blarg might make a return too but idj #Idk*#I keep wanting to try new things in writing T-T I hope it works in this one

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iceslushii · 9 months

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redraw of something from last year, which was a redraw of a thing from two years ago. i love smii7y and kryoz i need to draw them more

#slushii draws sometimes #smii7y #kryoz #smii7y fanart #kryoz fanart #i dont know how to tag (has been posting about the bbs + kryoz and smii7y for 3 years)

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milkboi420 · 3 days

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Been awhile since I've posted art so take Smii7y and Kryoz as an inkling and octoling!!!! I also did some custom splashtag's based off their logos! Might post more art of them soon hopefully lol.

#krii7y #splatoon #my art #kryozgaming #smii7y

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quack42069 · 2 years

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Masterlist

Everything I've written & is up to date :) If you're easily triggered do not read! I do not put specific trigger warnings. My work is all x reader. I write about people & their characters. All for fun, this is not how the people I write for actually are! Request open always:)

Misfits & friends Imagines

GoodGuyFitz/Cameron Mckay

Still Into You

SFW Alphabet

Friends to Lovers hc's

Somewhere with you

Cold

Miss You

SwaggerSouls/Eric

Maybe

It's not my birthday

More than me

Swaggs dating a latin reader hc's

Come back

Swaggs speaking Italian w/ s/o hc's

One more time

I'll be right there

Marriage w/ Swaggs hc's

Zuckles/Mason Bradford

Mornings

Zuckies w/ s/o that stutters hc's

Liar

Inotorious/Matt

Coffee Shop Meetings

Birthday Questions

Be Better

Tobionthetele

She

Other hc's including misfits

Swaggs & Fitz having a crush on reader

Being Tobi's sibling while dating Fitz

Poly relationship w/ Swaggs & Fitz

Kryoz/John

Kryoz dating latin reader hc's

Please

Arguments w/ him hc's

RaccoonEggs/Ezra

Cuddling w/ him hc's

His love language hc's

Cartoons & kisses

Dating him hc's

EpicSMP/Lunch Club/Chuckle Sandwich & Friends Imagines

Jschlatt

Guilt

Ghost of you

Why

Please don't go

I'm sorry

This city

Cscoop/Cooper

I missed you

Coop w/ s/o that stutters hc's

Cheeky smiles

Dating him hc's

A night in

Slimecicle/Charlie

Dating Charlie hc's

Cereal

Touch Starved

Charlie w/ s/o that stutters

It's okay

we're Glad

Moonlit Kisses

Roller-Skating w/ him hc's

Ice-Skating w/ him hc's

Charlie w/ s/o that picks at their skin hc's

Wedding w/ him hc's

Owning a large pet w/ him hc's

Ted Nivison

Anytime

Roller-Skating w/ him hc's

Ice-Skating w/ him hc's

Owning a large pet w/ him hc's

Justaminx

Maybe one day

Traves

Dating Traves Hc's

DreamSMP & Friends Imagines

Dream

Dating him hc's

Karl Jacobs

I'm sorry

Dating him hc's

Sapnap/Nick

Forever

Philza

Safe Inside

Punz/Luke

Cuddling w/ him hc's

Sidemen & Friends Imagines Wroetoshaw/Harry Lewis

One More Night

Nothing

Preferences

How they get your attention

Misfits EpicSMP DreamSMP

Shower's w/ them

Misfits EpicSMP DreamSMP

Song they post you to

Misfits EpicSMP DreamSMP

Their reaction to your cute aggression

Misfits EpicSMP DreamSMP

How they respond to hate towards you

Misfits EpicSMP DreamSMP

How they are when their jealous

Misfits DreamSMP EpicSMP

You flinch at their touch

Misfits

They have a nightmare about you

Misfits DreamSMP

British s/o

Misfits

Dances and Kisses

Misfits

Nickname they give you

Misfits DreamSMP EpicSMP Mr. Beast Crew

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cybrpwup · 1 year

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ᴀᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅ || ᴋʀʏᴏᴢɢᴀᴍɪɴɢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

John x f!reader

content warnings; smut, language summary; John and Y/n’s first time Requested?; Yes ! ↳ can u write a kryoz smut where its him and the readers (fem) first time and theyre all nervous and awkward !

For weeks Y/n and John had been navigating awkward flirting and nervous dates. John had a crush on her from the moment they first met but was too shy to do anything about it. When he first asked her out, it took her a good thirty seconds to answer because of the shock. Of course, he mistook her silence for denial and almost started nervously backtracking until she blurted out, “YES!” a bit louder than she intended.

It made him laugh.

After the first date, the two spent as much time together as possible outside of just videos. Most of the time, they hung out at his place since she lived with her mother, so privacy wasn’t in abundance. Not that the two really needed much. Both of them wanted to go slow.

But the more time spent with together, the more attracted to each other they became, and eventually, watching TV turned into slow make-out sessions and curious hands. Which is exactly how tonight started.

The air felt different that night - the energy was more charged than usual and Y/n found herself wanting more than just his mouth on hers and his hand on her hip. Though, both were wonderful on their own.

“John,” she panted as he drew back to catch his breath. “Can we…?” Her hand grabbed his, fiddling with his rings.

“Can we what?” he asked, reaching up to stroke her cheek.

“Can we…you know…” She felt her face grow hot and mentally cursed herself for being so nervous, “Maybe go further than kissing?”

He stared for a moment until his brain caught on and his eyes widened. “Oh! Um, yeah. Sure. I mean, I’d like that a lot but I don’t want you to feel pressured or anything.”

She giggled. “I don’t feel pressured at all. I just…I really want to go further.”

“How much further?”

She slid her hand into his hair and pulled him into a slow kiss, attempting her best at pouring her heart and soul into it. His body melted as his arm slid around her waist to pull her in close. When they parted, they both were panting.

“As far as we can go,” she breathes, “I-If you’re okay with that, that is.”

He nodded and she watched as his Adam’s apple bobbed when he swallowed thickly. “Yeah, yeah, I’m good with that.”

“Good.”

She kissed him again before losing all her nerves as excitement drowned out any unwanted feelings. He’d been nothing but gentle with her from the beginning and she knew her feelings for him were already bordering on love. Her excitement seemed to fuel his because suddenly, neither one of them could keep their hands to themselves.

Her fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, until she got frustrated and pulled away from his kiss with a swear. “Goddamn buttons!”

John tried to help, “Here, let me…”

After several seconds of awkward fumbling, and with the help of both of them, they finally managed to get the damn shirt open and off. His white undershirt came next, running her hands up his tone chest before pulling him into another kiss. The rest of the clothes pretty much came off the same way, with someone or something getting stuck and the two having to fix it in between self conscious giggles and kisses. It’s especially difficult to do on the couch, yet neither thought to move to the bedroom.

Once clothes are discarded, all laughing stopped as the gravity of the moment took hold and they allowed themselves to fall into each other’s embrace. She could feel John’s body trembling and she pulled away, holding his gaze

“Do you want to stop?” She asked, nervous she’d already did something wrong, “We don’t have to—”

“I want to,” he blurted out. “I just…I don’t want to mess this up.”

“Me neither.”

John cupped her cheek, bringing her forward so their foreheads rested against each other’s, “I really care about you.”

“I care about you too, John. Please make love to me?”

She heard the breath rush from his lungs, making her eyes open and stare into his. He looked at her with such adoration and rapture, she felt her face grow hot again. He drew back to feel around for his pants, eventually drawing out his wallet and a condom. Her body shuddered at the sight of him rolling it on, this time with excitement.

"You're soaked." John praised, his forehead gently resting against hers as he slid a finger through her wet folds. She let out a pathetic whine, trying to grind her hips against his hand. John chuckled softly.

"I know, I know." He whispered, pressing his lips against hers as he gently circled her clit. He was being so soft, so careful, and yet so curious. He kept his face close to hers so he could feel every pant she made, hear every whine and moan that left her angelic lips. His fingers rubbed gentle circles, causing more wetness to gush out of her. She gasped against his lips as he flicked her clit, and she lifted her hips to try and entice him for more.

He kissed her again, settling back between her legs. When he slowly pushed into her, his eyes never leaving hers. Her felt her eyelids droop, but she forced them to stay open, not wanting to look away. Sweat started to bead on her skin as a rush of heat flowed through her. John’s cock was wonderfully thick, stretching her in a way that made her gasp.

He paused, “A-Are you okay?”

She nodded frantically, wrapping her arms around him in encouragement, “Keep going.”

John bottomed out and moaned, the sound thrilled her more than she ever realized it would. He started to move, moving slowly, peppering her cheek and throat with soft kisses - his skin hot to the touch and she couldn’t stop running her hands over every bit of it she could reach. She’d never felt so alive in her life. Every single nerve was firing off random signals, overwhelming her senses. But John’s solid form kept her grounded, his soft kisses and sweet words making tears form on the corner of her eyes.

“You’re so beautiful,” he panted in her ear. “I’m so lucky. So fucking lucky…”

“John,” she moaned out, “John, I think…”

Her words were cut off when he picked up the pace, his mouth sealing over hers to muffle her confession of love. It’s okay. She’ll tell him later.

Time melted away and everything was lost except for the sweet boy making love to her. Her orgasm was a slow build but rocked her body, curling her toes and stealing little breaths John hadn’t taken with his kisses already. His hips sped up, solid body rocking against hers until his hips stilled and he threw his head back, which was the most beautifully erotic sight she’s ever seen.

When both came down from their high, whispered promises and sweet kisses following quickly after. And Y/n knew, at that moment, that not only did she love John, but he loved her too.

#john kryoz #John kryoz x reader #kryozgaming #kryoz #kryoz x reader #kryozgaming x reader

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conarcoin · 1 year

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actually no one remembers it exists but the fucking smplive tekkit spinoff is some of the most minecraft roleplay to ever roleplay . smoking that shit that makes kryoz tell you to go watch fitz from the misfits to see more of the main plotline

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camryntheking · 1 month

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Intro post!

I am becoming more active on here so i figured i would make an intro post!

I am a 21, autistic, queer, non-binary person and i use he/they pronouns! I have many interests and i am part of many fandoms. I go through hyperfixations. You can probably tell what im currently on by looking at my posts lol

What are some of my interests?

DnD

Animals (specifically frogs, hamsters, and guinea pigs)

Video games (SoulsBorne, Reckoning, Fable, Minecraft, Satisfactory, Stardew Valley, and more)

Puzzles

Art

Cooking/Baking

Rocks! (I study geology)

Collections (tiny glassware, Pokémon cards)

Space

Science

All kinds of music (except country. Sorry). Current favorite artist is bbno$

And more im probably forgetting lmao

What are some fandoms im a part of?

9-1-1 and 9-1-1: Lone Star (however i am very behind in both)

Steven Universe

Legend of Vox Machina

Avatar, the Last Airbender

Good Omens

Stranger Things

Our Flag Means Death

Hazbin Hotel

Smii7y

Kryoz

Blarg

Grizzy

Puffer

Dan and Phil (not as much as i used to. Im more of a casual viewer now)

Again, probably more i cant think of right now

I would love to get to interact with others with similar interests! I love discussing theories and head cannons, or even just reading rants. Feel free to pop in my messages (i will try my best to answer. Its something im working on lol). Also feel free to submit asks/theories/etc.!

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vanivanvanilla · 2 years

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no one asked but here’s a bit of info about team bearfists and the other guy :DD

who’s bearfists and the other guy?

they’re a team from the purge smp consisting of smii7y, kryozgaming, and blarg! smitty and kryoz are “bearfists” while blarg is “the other guy” (as stated by smitty and kryoz)

why are smitty and kryoz called bearfists?

this one has a bit of history to it: a ongoing joke was started years ago that smitty and kryoz were the same person by their friends, fans, and even themselves due to how similar the two of them are, especially in humor.

their shared humor has caused them to unintentionally make very similar jokes or, in the bearfists case, the same joke. upon hearing one of their friends (bigjigglypanda) say “did it with my bare fists”, both smitty and kryoz responded at the same time with “you have bear fists?”. here’s the clip if anyone’s curious

#van speaks #was gonna add more but i don’t feel like it and it’ll probs continue to sit in my drafts if i don’t post it as it is #purge smp #smii7y #kryozgaming #kryoz #blargmyshnoople #bbs #banana bus squad

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almonlemonlmao · 11 months

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I need to start posting more consistently on here, and being more active.

BUT HERE'S SOME KRYOZ DOODLES

(feat. Smii7y, too lol)

#smii7y #john kryoz #kryoz #kryozgaming #kryoz fanart #fanart #traditional art #smitty #smii7y fanart

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rurninates · 2 years

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i dream of you endlessly

sick!fic, 800 words, smii7y/kryoz

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He goes to bed early that night. Session ending a bit earlier leaving him time to wind down, it's only 11pm when he shuts the light off and curls up into bed. He scrolls on his phone for a bit, tweets something silly and reads the replies. It's midnight when he puts his phone on his bedside table.

He wakes up feeling a bit like shit. His throat hurts when he swallows and his head is warm enough to be noticeable. He cracks his eyes open and squints at his opened curtains. There's someone in his house and he blinks slowly and hoists a leg vertically up and uses the momentum to sit up. The person sings along to familiar music quietly, he can't quite make out the voice.

He steps into his en suite and washes his face and brushes his teeth, he scratches at the hair on his chin. Hm. The cold water is a relief against his forehead. He spots the person behind him through the mirror and breaks out into a wide grin.

"John!"

He remembers, now, that they had made plans for the next two days.

He sniffles and follows John out to where he's made toast and scrambled eggs.

It's delicious, but the taste falls a little flat on how dry and scrunchy his tongue feels. Miserable. John must notice though, with how he inclines his head and makes a benign comment about his cooking. He huffs a laugh and makes a show of shovelling egg into his mouth, over exaggerated "Mm, so yummy." even when it's worse when he swallows and he can feel where exactly his sinuses are.

It gets worse after he finishes eating. His eyes can't focus on the tweet John shows him and he has to bring the phone closer to even read it.

"Alright, that's enough. Something's wrong." John says. He thinks it's pretty obvious though, the way he's burning up and how everything hurts even when he's just sitting here. Looking at this screen. He shuts his eyes tightly when John hauls him up, his vision warbling, forehead scrunching, mouth twisted with a grimace.

"Augh." He falls sideways onto his bed. The side of his knee hits the frame of his bed and it embeds into his skin strangely. "Hurts, dude."

John doesn't seem to have any sympathy for his situation and taps the dip in his side, he rolls himself until he's on the bed and turns to look up at John.

"Sorry, we were gonna do stuff," John ignores this and pulls his duvet from under him and straightens it, "I had this whole thing planned too." The blanket gets draped over him and John tucks the sides in tightly.

"Well, maybe if you didn't catch a cold we could do it. Do you have nyquil?" He doesn't. John goes and gets a glass of water and stares down at him as he tries to wiggle an arm out to accept it.

"Ohh, water. I could kiss you right now." He lifts himself so he doesn't spill and gulps it down. His throat hot and hurting, the pressure in his head gets a little better. John purses his lips and leans down to bring the back of his hand to his sweaty forehead.

"Dude, you might have a fever. You're burning up!" He straightens and leaves the bedroom.

"John, wait!" He says, though it's too late, he can hear him in the kitchen. He sighs and puts his glass down, settling back into his mattress and drawing the blanket up to his nose. His head pounds in time with his heart, a steady but quick pace. He nods off a bit, impossibly warm and wanting to escape the beat.

He wakes with a damp cloth on his forehead and his glass refilled. It's quiet. He closes his eyes and breathes, he won't be able to go back to sleep immediately. He feels a little more rested. He gropes around for the glass before just opening his eyes again. He takes a few sips and then checks his phone.

John: 'getting nyquil'

The notification sits at the top of the list on his lock screen. He puts down his glass and scoots back under his covers. He closes his eyes again and drifts. He imagines soft touches in his hair, and fingers against his skin.

The sound of his keys clinking onto his kitchen counter brings him back to alertness, he watches John saunter in with a small box and another glass of water.

"Dayquil." John says. He snorts in response and winces from the attention his body gives his blocked nose. He takes two and polished off both waters. John takes them from him and returns with just one. He gets tucked back in and he falls asleep with the feeling of something brushing against his forehead.

#my writing #rumi writes #krii7y #smii7y x kryoz #smii7y #kryozgaming #this would be a before they get together type fox #fic*#bbs #banana bus squad #frog house

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bandzhoe9194 · 4 months

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The Rare Ones

Terroriser/Moo/Vanoss

fourzeroseven/basicallyidowrk/fissy

Wildcat/Smii7y/Kryoz

Delirious/LizKatz

Nogla/Lui

Chapter 1/18

In a world where Alphas ruled, Betas worked and protected, and Omegas were discarded or married off. Everyone knew there was always a fated match between the three. One Alpha, One Beta, and One Omega who were destined for each other. But it was extremely rare to find one, let alone both of your fated match.

Even more rare, were the Rare Ones. A person born with the chance of becoming something magical. An extreme emotional experience that would force a person into an explosion as magic broke its way free. Only 5% of the entire world was born with the ability, but only 1% of them would experience the change, and less than 1% of that 1% would survive that change. As far as the world knew, there were only 2 people in the last 100 years to survive the change.

Omega Prince Brian of the Royal Hanby family was due to travel to the neighboring kingdom to be set in an arranged marriage with Alpha Princess Lanai of the Royal Gara-Fong family to unite the kingdoms and prevent a war. He travels with his two best friends and guards, Beta Daithi and Beta John, to meet his new family and to do his duty. Or will fate get in the way?

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