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shxtpxstlxvxngfxck · 3 years

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okok, hear me out. I saw a head canon where Molly and her friends go through a boyband phase and maybe the reader (gn pls, who is like 14 or 15 idk) plays instruments and teaches the museum Trio + neo trio how to play some songs? My friend head canons that Sylvie sings great and my mind is empty so- she also said she thinks the group + reader would make a song that is basiclly 'the adults are talking - the strokes' but they made it if that makes sense? Idk i just like music and epithet erased

Sorry this took so long! My computer shut down and I had to re-write it. I decided to make it a fic because why not. This is rushed by the way so it's poorly written, sorry! I'll revisit it later though.

You knocked on the door to Giovanni's house, a case and a medium-sized box in your hands. The door opened to Giovanni's mother looking tired out of her mind, a glass of wine in her hand and the smell of lavender coming from her person. Music by the Mainstreet Men playing loudly in another spot of the house and the sound of screaming lyrics coming from the same place. "Oh hi there come on in...can you please quiet them down for me I...I need a nice relaxing break." she said tiredly.

You nodded and came inside, making sure to close the door behind you. As you made your way further into the house, the voices became more distinguished. You knocked on Giovanni's door. "OI! CAN I COME IN? IT'S Y/N!" you yelled over the music. Giovanni opened the door.

"Where have you been Y/N? Too scared to be in the same room as me? HUH?!" he asked. You shook your head.

"No, but I was doing your mom. Hah." you joked. he blinked with an unamused look. "Anyways, what are you guys even doing?"

Giovanni laughed. "We're listening to the best boyband of all time, the Mainstreet Men! Only cool people listen to these guys!" he said. You raised an eyebrow.

"Why listen to them when you have a live performer right here! Turn off the music, I gotta show you something!" you boasted as you put down your baggage. The neo trio gathered around your case and unzipped it to find a shiny bass guitar. You grinned and plugged the box, which is now recognized as a mini practice amp, into the wall before plugging the guitar in.

Feenie turned off the music coming from Giovanni's stereo and nodded. You played a pretty cool line before pausing for a second. You thought for a quick second before doing the most band kid thing. You played megalovania. How could you? Of all songs why megalovania? Anyway, after you finished that thing, Molly tapped your back.

"Can you play any other instruments?" she asked excitedly. You smiled and nodded. "Can you please teach us? I wanna make a song with everyone. Please?"

"I mean, I don't see why not! Is everyone else up for it?" I asked. I saw a few enthusiastic nods but Sylvester shook his head. "Sylvie, why don't you want to do this?" you asked. He frowned.

"This all just seems like a waste of time. I have better things to do, like do my job." he explained. I hummed in thought.

"If you participate that means you're cool." you simply stated.

"Fine then I'll at least WATCH." and so that was the only thing your group did for a whole month. Am I going to show you the process? No, I'm lazy. That being said, here's the rest of the fic.

"Alright, so since it's been a few months," you paused to scan the room as if to check if everyone was there. "I wrote a song to test out everyone's skill. The thing is though, we need someone to sing the lyrics. Is anyone up for it?" you asked them. Giovanni raised his hand.

"I can sing this! Just watch me. You're all gonna be blown away." he said. But with just one look at the lyrics, he didn't want to do it anymore. "These lyrics are lame. Does anyone else want to sing?" he asked. you glanced over at the salmon-haired boy reading a book bigger than his head.

"How about Sylvie sings since he hasn't bothered to learn an instrument? He has nothing better to do, right?" I suggested. Sylvester looked up at me.

"Why should I sing some silly song for my friends? I'm an intellectual. Not some sappy teenager in a sitcom." he questioned. I laughed.

"Sylvie, I have blackmail against you. Sing or everyone hears about why I called you "piss baby" that one time." I threatened. He sighed and grabbed the paper containing the lyrics before I passed him the microphone. "Good. Now just go with the music being played. I made these lyrics so no matter what music plays, it goes. Alright? Now, Hit it!"

As I played my guitar, Giovanni followed with drums and Feenie with Keyboard. Then as Sylvester started singing, Molly and Trixie followed with an electric and acoustic guitar. The whole thing sounded so mesmerizing I could barely concentrate on the notes I was playing. Especially with Sylvester's singing. He sounded so mellow and calm. He surprisingly is a good singer and sings completely different from how he actually talks. It's hard to describe, actually. He sounds so calm and meaningful, yet so bored and tired. Then, Molly entered with backup vocals. The whole thing sounded like a beautiful summer night with friends. Just so calming and relaxed, so beautiful. It sounded like musical gold.

By the time the song ended, everyone in the room was quiet until Giovanni started clapping. We all clapped for each other's performances, laughter mixed in. We couldn't stop playing until we all had to leave. That day was easily the most fun we've all had as friends.

#epithet erased #oneshot #platonic #sylvester ashling #molly blyndeff #phoenica fleecity #trixie roughouse #giovanni potage

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hoodie-lover · 4 years

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My Multiverse Ask Event! #4

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Error managed to get into the Creator Realm, he brought the gang with him and they were looking for Maxie and her friends. Though that implied the creators wouldn’t find them first, which they did.

“Hello, hello, hello!” Maxie said, wrapping her arms around Error as he glitched and screamed.

“LET ME GO!” He screamed, and Maxie let him go with a pout.

“So, as Kiki said, we will be inhibiting your quest! Trials and tribulations to test how much you have actually grown to see if you actually deserve to know. Also we’re bored and want to mess with you.” Maxie said, and Error facepalmed.

“So, what do you want us to do?” Nightmare said, growling.

“Please Nightmare, nowadays your bark is worse than your bite. Anyway, we have a few obstacle courses, some logic puzzles, some PTSD triggers.” Maxie said, smiling evilly.

“What…?” Cross said, and Maxie raised an eyebrow.

“What?” Maxie said, and Cross facepalmed.

“Oh, no no no, I have only written a story about forest rangers. I would never torture Error. I am usually the one hissing in the comments to punish anyone who does hurt Error, I wish the hissing thing was a joke. Nightmare would kill me if I hurt Error, right? Getting killed by my second favorite Sans for hurting my first favorite Sans is not on my list pal.”

“Well, it seems we have a good noodle. Truly a rare find.” Error said, and Cross snickered.

“One, I’m flattered that you like me. Second, I’m glad you fear me.” Nightmare said, looking around for the voice.

“You won’t see them, from here on out, you’re in a little playground my friends and I made. Good luck.” Maxie said, snicking.

“Oh dear, guys, watch out the voices are planning to get the askers to mess with your search. They wanna draw this out so take any hints we give with a grain of salt. I'd start by looking at what Error is ẁ̵̡̼e̷̪̿à̸̩r̴̜͗i̸̛̦̗n̶͕̄ǵ̶̲, not many Sans with both a j̷͕͕̈́͂a̸̹̓ċ̵̲k̵̳͈̓̆ȇ̵̟̎ṭ̶̯̈́ ̵̨̺͋a̵̜͝n̵̠͋d̸͙͝ ̷͖̇͊s̵̢̟̑c̷̦̜̐͠a̸̦̘͗̎r̶̪̣͛f̵̰̄̾.”

“I think you guys are being censored. And I think we know who.” Error said, glaring at Maxie as she whistled.

“So any other possible relationships in the making? come on my gloomy boys feed me gossip!”

“None over on our end. Though Swap!fell has a crush on Blue, and Red is territorial. We’re waiting for the brawl.” Killer said, chuckling at the thought.

“sanses and the one or two AU papyruses when you try to stop the human at the judgment hall why not stop at the soul room to get near god power”

“Doesn’t matter. They would still beat us. We would have six, and the human has beat the photoshop abomination.” Sans said, and the others nodded. They had come over for a quick hang out.

“Ok my little Horror, aka my third fav, how good a cook are you? Like we talkin Gordon Ramsey of skeletons or what? Also are you aware you are a cute little bean?”

“I love Gordan Ramsey! He’s awesome! He has no qualms about yelling at people for their awful crimes against food. And I am aware, trust me, I know how to use it.” Horror said, winking.

“May I hug all the dark sanses or would that cross a line? You all deserve all the love the megaverse can give you. I know what it feels like to be trapped, alone, and hurt in so many ways, I know what it is like to feel out of option and angry. You don't deserve that, despite everything you are all wonderful.”

“I’d love a hug!” Cross said and felt the hug, though no presence was seen.

“Can I have a hug?” Horror asked and was given a hug.

“I’m good.” Killer said, and everyone else nodded.

“Oh guys there are so many people who have written lyrics for your song megalovania. They can be quite good. I have only ever played the pacifist route myself and can't bring myself to watch an actual playthrough cause I can't watch my beloved monster friends get killed, but it is a catchy song. Have you guys seen any of them yet? Also I think you will like this fan song a lot https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TtCBLvAw4ZY&t=71s”

“What the fuck?” Killer said, nearly everyone had the same reaction.

“I liked it.” Cross said, humming the tune.

“papyrus how does your special attack work like if the annoying dog didn't take it”

“It’s just a blaster. Though it would be much friendlier than Sans’.” Papyrus said with a shrug.

“Can I also hug Blueberry? He is my fourth favorite.”

“Absolutely! I love hugs!” Blue said and felt the hug as he smiled.

“You voices are weird.” Stretch said, lighting another cigarette.

“No more. That’s your third, I’ll burn the pack if you smoke another.” Blue said and Stretch groaned.

“flowey if you really think its fun watching human kill everyone why do you beg for mercy if you act like you dont care ps if u wanna murder human kill toriel first.”

“I don’t beg! I was just scared at first and knew I couldn’t break the script! And in case you didn’t hear, I have literally done everything.” Flowey said, rolling his eyes.

“to annoying dog sorry to papyrus in advance please follow papyrus all day while playing dogsong and steal all his bones ps im glad ink didn't murder you”

The annoying dog yipped, he was glad he wasn’t murdered too. He kicked his stumpy legs and wagged his tail as he flew off to Papyrus, who had a feeling of foreboding and anxiety.

“YOU STUPID CANINE!” Papyrus declared as he tried to run while missing his femur. The dog smiled as the song echoed through the Underground and the dog smiled an innocent smile.

“So here is a question to the Sans personality types, why do you lie to your brother about their food? You're not helping them, it would be far kinder to be honest and help them learn to be better. Someday they are likely to meet someone who will not let them down gently and will hurt them.”

“Implying we can. They either run out the door before we can talk or we have to try talking over them.” Sans said.

“Impossible in many AUs, plus, it’s actually good half the time.” Outer said, and Red nodded, glaring at Swapfell as he was ogling Blue from a distance.

“Dream, what is it like being with your brother again? How is your guys brotherly bond affected by well everything that happened?”

“It’s awesome. We have fun and prank some unsuspecting Sanses every now and then. As people seem to forget for the longest time, we were mistaken for fey. And we didn’t help those accusations.” Dream said, “Though we never hurt anyone. Just harmless things like a pie going missing or flowers vanishing into thin air.” Dream snickered, he was back in the Doodlesphere by this point and reviewing paperwork.

“Boys how do you feel about Uncle Dreamy?”

“Don’t.” Killer said.

“No.” Cross said, eyes blank as he shook his head, everyone else was silent as they shook their heads and cringed.

“frisk how is murdering everyone one fun after all i dont think you enjoy getting repeatedly killed plus since you reset so many times you know everything that happens underground besides there are more things to murder in surface ps you didnt answer if you got to the surface on genocide”

“I like to see the dust fall, them scream in pain, and beg for mercy. It’s cute. And yes, I can murder more things on the surface, but they don’t turn to dust or give the, for lack of a better term, high I need. And I don’t get to the surface, only if I spare everyone do I get there. And before you ask, in neutral runs I’m in a limbo state, have to RESET to leave.” Frisk said, smiling as their eyes glowed red.

“frisk what about napstablook or mad dummy you can't kill either”

“I can kill Glad Dummy, and Napstablook is worthless. I don’t wanna waste my time on them.” Frisk spat, growling as they left the ruins, stepping over Toirel’s dust.

“You know what is cute? all the baby bones art of you guys. Awww why is every baby sans just so huggable? Ok ok but really baby Error! just picture a tiny baby Error and tell me that shit is not cute.”

“They’re very cute.” Nightmare said.

“But they didn’t show us any.” Killer said and Nightmare froze.

“Oh.” Error said, and Nightmare turned into a puddle out of shame.

“And payback time, Nightmare, any stories about Dream?”

Springing back to life Nightmare donned a wicked and demonic grin. “Dream didn’t know what a bed was until he was 100. And it took three people to pry him off of it.” Nightmare said.

“That’s actually sad. How long did you sleep in a tree?” Cross asked and Nightmare whistled.

“Our whole lives before the apple incident. Up until then we only slept in a bed seven times each.” Nightmare said, and Cross gave him a teary hug.

“dust how come your a bad guy you were forced to kill everyone your not a bad person if someones a bad person its the human and chara”

“First of all, Chara is only a problem because of Frisk, so they aren’t as guilty as you think. Though they are not innocent. And no one wanted to befriend a killer, sure they like Red, but it’s the culture. And Ink played his cards right so I couldn’t make things worse for him, there’s a reason he didn’t stop Nightmare from helping me.” Dust said, “Same goes for everyone else.” He finished and everyone nodded.

“Hold on a sec, contacts? How do contacts work with eyelights? I don't understand...”

“Magic.” Error said, and Maxie snickered.

“So, let’s begin the challenges!” She said and they were separated and thrown into a version of Snowdin.

“Where are we?!” they cried out, looking around but Maxie laughed.

“Welcome to your first challenge! Can you handle the Star Sanses all by yourself? Only one of you has to win for all of you to proceed, and the battles will be scaled so you are evenly matched.” Maxie’s voice echoed through the area, but she was not seen.

“Maxie. What are you doing?” Jana asked, accompanied by Beatrice.

“Having a bit of fun. What are you doing?” Maxie said, smiling innocently.

“Are you seriously messing with them?” Jana said, shaking her head in disapproval.

“You didn’t raise any concern when Jack, Zack, and I were talking about our plan. So why are you looking at me like that?” Maxie said, and the two sighed.

“Because we want to help. But only to an extent.” Jana said, and Maxie was intrigued.

“To what extent I may ask?” Maxie wondered, smiling.

“If you trigger their PTSD or do anything relating to Ink, we’re out and we will tell them who Error was.” Beatrice said, and Maxie shrugged.

“Sure. It’s a deal.” She said, holding out her hand as Beatrice shook it.

“We’re still going to Jack’s for pizza right?” Maxie asked, changing the subject.

“Hell ya. I’m bringing garlic knots.” Beatrice said and Maxie's eyes lit up.

“Garlic knots!” She held her hands up in joy.

“Blue most of us saw that Christmas party webcomic already. We know you spiked the eggnog. Why do you always pretend to be so innocent? not that I have much room to talk on that front...”

“I have long admitted to spiking the eggnog at that party. And I haven’t spiked anything since. No one seems to believe me!” Blue said, grumbling as his eyes turned to small broken hearts as tears filled his eyes.

“Sure.” Stretch said, and Blue glared, some glitches popping up.

“to sci and alphys is it possible to turn flowey back into asriel.”

“Without 7 human souls, I don’t think we can. We’ve looked into it, just to see if it was possible. He may be ok with staying as Flowey, with the exception of the pacifist run, but others in his situation aren’t. So we looked at his code to see if it was hypothetically possible, and it isn’t.” Sci said, sipping coffee.

“Yeah, h-honestly, I was h-hoping that we could. I-I regret i-it so much. I-I wanted to see i-if I could help others. B-but this is i-irreversible.” Alphys said, ringing her hands.

“It broke Toriel and Asgore’s hearts. Though, they would respect Flowey’s wishes if he didn’t want to, he is still a person whose opinions should be listened to. Even if he is a jackass.” Sci said and Alphys nodded.

“sanses how do you guys stop genocide routes from starting since you said there were very few”

“We don’t. They just stop, and then they start up again. Like wet and dry seasons, only more sporadic.” Classic said.

“Some worlds, like mine, don’t have as many, the way the world works kinda discourages it.” Red said, and Swapfell nodded.

“frisk what was the strangest interaction you have had with someone in the underground”

“Gaster. He is so mysterious and strange. I wonder what his deal was, but I never can find out. I’ve met his followers and such, but I’ve never heard him speak, and I’m assuming the person I saw was Gaster!” Frisk said, they were somewhere in Snowdin forest, marking down words on their arm.

☝☜❄ 💧✌☠💧 ❄⚐ ❄✌☹😐 ✌👌⚐🕆❄ 💣🕆☹❄✋✞☜☼💧☜.

❄☟☼☜✌❄☜☠ 🏱✌🏱✡☼🕆💧.

“so what has been the most dangerous mission the dark sanses have been sent on”

“There was HorrorLustFell.” Nightmare said, “Unaware of what was going to happen, I had Cross deal with it.”

He was waiting for Maxie to start up her game, and he hoped his boys were doing well.

“HorrorLustFell.” Cross said, “I took a month-and-a-half break after that to recover.” Cross said, raiding Grillby’s and the shops for armor, supplies, and food.

Everyone gave similar responses.

“Who all is helping with the search? everyone or just the gang?”

“Just us. Everyone knows what we’re doing and they’re willing to help if we need it.” Error said, shrugging as he made himself a swing and began to swing.

“Okay here is one for the classic undertale gang, since they know about the resets and multiverse now. thoughts on this video? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8hGMFQPBDw”

“Sans, do you want to talk?” Papyrus asked, and Sans was gone.

“I knew he had problems, but if someone can deduce that? Wow.” Toriel said, holding her hand over her mouth.

“We have several therapists available.” Outer said, “The hard part is getting him to see one. And I know I’m a hypocrite.” Outer said, shrugging.

“You are correct, space Sans.” Papyrus said, “I just wish he could talk about it.” Papyrus said.

“I mostly wanna see what paps has to say about his brother hiding his mental health problems.”

“I knew he had issues, but I want him to talk to me, I know it’s hard to talk about your mental health problems, but it’s been five years. Though he has suffered far worse than any of us, if the Dark Sanses are anything.” Papyrus said.

“I’m going to stall Frisk, Toriel, you need to get out of here. Frisk will be getting here soon.” Papyrus said and everyone dashed out of the house.

“Have the sans ever had to have an intervention for any of the other sans, like Blueberries alcohol problem?”

“I have no problem first of all. And secondly, we have had to have interventions.” Blue said, “Black had a drug addiction a while back, and we are trying to get Papy to stop or reduce his smoking habits.” Blue said and Stretch sighed.

“At least I’m working on it.” Stretch said, and Blue nodded.

“oh i'm just teasing him, cause I love him.”

“Thank you!” Blue said, smiling.

“frisk has there ever been a timeline in which the annoying dog didn't take the legendary artifact and if it wasn't taken what does the artifact do”

“I have never gotten the artifact.” Frisk said, Papyrus and Sans coming into view.

“to error how much exp did ink get you?”

“Quite a bit. The number escapes me, but it was in the hundreds.” Error said, swinging.

“flowey at the end of the pacifist timeline you decide to give up the souls and break barrier once the barrier was broken you could have easily murdered more humans and get to be a goat again so why kill a few for their souls?”

“Timelines never last that long, and when I turn back, it leaves an impact on me that makes it hard to be a jerk for a while. Residual effects of being that whiny crybaby.” Flowey said, “And it wouldn’t change anything.” Flowey said, wilting a bit.

“Fresh, tell me about your furby collection? I miss mine. I had 3, they always said they were hungry last at night when I was falling asleep... it was kinda creepy.”

“I have a version of every Furby ever made. 3 is pathetic yo. Though they are demanding and creepy sometimes, I’ll give ya that brah.” Fresh said, looking around as snow fell around him.

“What are you guys doing to find Error's origin anyway?”

“We were going to ask the creators what they knew, since none of Killer, Dust, or Horror’s code could help us and Error’s code is a mess on account of him being a glitch, then we’d go from there, asking questions and making guesses based on what we knew.” Nightmare said, “For all we know Error could be from one of the many neutral timelines, and that wouldn’t pin anything down at all.” Nightmare said.

“Blue, how do you hide your glitches? That seems like a very hard thing to explain to people you don't want knowing about the multiverse.”

“Dream made a small illusion charm with Sci and Alt’s help that makes me look normal. It’s also pretty!” Blue said as he held up a golden charm in the shape of a blueberry, it was attached to a gold chain that was hidden by his battle body.

“Have the rest of the Sans seen Error in his glasses? I need to see them all squirm at how cute he is!”

“Only Blue and Classic have seen him in his glasses. Other than us of course.” Killer said, “I helped make the frames, and the way his eyes lit up when he could clearly see for the first time, it was the best feeling in the world. I remember taking care of Pap, it felt like that.” Killer said, and he smiled at the memory.

“How does Dream feel about being an uncle now? Is he a FUN Uncle?”

“I’m not really considered an uncle per say, but I do try to be fun. And it is fun to say that I am technically the Dark Sanses’ uncle, they have the funniest reactions.” Dream said, laughing.

“Error am I embarrassing you too much?”

“Yes.” Error said, still swinging.

(Tumblr, I need asks from you guys too.)

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celestialstress · 5 years

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Sorry @cas-is-a-hunter I accidentally deleted the post, thank god for google docs

Well Quindlen, Quinndiana Jones, buddy, chum, pal your literally all my asks almost all the time thank you ily

This is for my and @itzshira‘s superhero au so they did help me tysm bean, bless

20 head cannons per character because all would be to much (200 in all)

And I will only be doing the ships in a separate post because I can

Roman

A tall boi at around 6’1, tallest boi

High school jock? High school theater nerd? Practices fencing in high school? Yes!

Flirty boi, and will look up at you with a wink well kissing your hand

Quality gentleman but will talk about himself a bit to much on the first date

His tongue pokes out slightly well he is working on stories or reading scripts

Plays the guitar

Quick to anger but will feel bad after, potentially spoiling their boyfriend after they fight unless he knows he's right or is still mad

Has a big family and is the oldest sibling, his siblings steal his Disney stuff and a dog named Princess

His eyes are brownish red but look red in curtain lighting

He and Remy have sleepovers where they will go to the mall spend like $200 and come home with a fashion show for the other

Over protective, but not in a bad way, yes yes there is a bad way (checking of texts and stuff that can make the other uncomfortable are the bad way)

Has made a comic but doesn't show anyone because he is scared of their reaction

“this is my lap now I have claimed it as a seat, best throne in the house”

Favorite video game, card game, and board game? Dance Dance Revolution, Uno, and Battleship

Tends to look up well thinking, leaning back on his heels as he does

Will overwork himself but not as often due to his beauty sleep schedule

Usually will tease and joke but is good as ‘reading the room’ and will become serious if need be

An overthinking child, but usually only when they are stressed

He will talk out his feelings but will sometimes hide things he thinks he can handle or are insecure about

VERY gushy about any crush he has “you'll see I'm their prince charming” and stuff like that

Virgil

Another tall boi at around 5’10, second tallest boi even if he slouches

His hoodie is oversized and baggy but it looks great

Sleep? No scrolling through tumblr for hours, same amount of nightmares, but those I can scroll past

His dad is bi and he the two live with his step dad and step brother Thomas

Fight or Flight? Leans more towards Fight

Has a little shadow wolf pup named Fang

Just moved here this year

Has quiet anger, going silent with everyone especially the person he is mad at.

When Virgil found out he had a crushed he probably (hopefully lightly) banged his head in a wall then face planted on his bed yelling "Ahhhhh" into it for knows how long

If anyone asked if he had a crush, even if they didn't specify the crush's name, he'd get defensive and refuse. Though you could probably tell he was lying

He is very bad at opening up to others, he does try but it's hard

Bites his fingernails, to be more specific his right thumbs nail

Walks to and from school with Roman, having usually playful arguments on the way

Favorite video game, card game, and board game? Fallout 4, Mafia, and Connect Four

Plays the piano and has learned half of his playlist on it as well as meme music

Roman has entered into his house when it was dark forgetting about a sleepover, just to walk in hearing Virgil playing horror music, or megalovania

But he is also teaching Patton how to play piano, they just started though

His playlist is larger than Roman's ego

Has gotten in a debate with Logan about crocs, no one left happy

Yes yes he does have his pet spider we love her, her name is Luna

Logan

Kinda tall boi at around 5’6, one things for sure, his stance is straighter than he is

Nervous glasses and tie adjusting

Used to be homeschooled

Someone please get this boy a more understanding mother, please our boy needs to understand that he isn't a failed and can relax

Gets really confused when it comes to emotions that aren't an everyday occurrence

Will stay up for days on end rewriting his paper, his cat doesn't help

The oldest in the group, and will use that to get the others to listen to him

Has an older brother who moved out right when he was 18, cutting off all communication with the family

Don't lie to him, he can literally read your thoughts

Nearsighted

Was in debate but almost got kicked out for yelling falsehood to much, so he uses the extra time to hang out with friends

He doesn't like to be held, most of the time at least, he does have his moments

When he has a crush he doesn't realise it and will question himself wait why did I share my crofters sandwich with him? Sure he didn't have a lunch but my crofters

Favorite video game, card game, and board game? Portal, Solitaire, and Risk

His selfview gets shattered by a douche named Richard (thank you Shira for the fitting name)

His dad works at home and is usually in his office

Well if one thing is for sure, Logan doesn't handle being upset very well, just don't get them silently mad

He has a hard time passing at classes and when he finally did traded it out for college courses

The smart boi will strategies things, but if one thing goes wrong he will have a very hard time functioning

Rarely flirts but can't take a flirt at all, unless they are mad then don't try but Logan.exe crashing is easy when he is relaxing

Patton

Smolest boi at around 5'1, he loves his height because he loves the tall slouched hugs of his friends.

Commonly wears oversized sweaters and shorts rather than a cardigan and sweater tied around his shoulders

This child is great at sewing, and made the other beans costumes using Roman and Remy's designs

Parents are usually on business trips and rarely home

Also still believes in Santa because “how would gifts get here if my parents aren't here for Christmas” thank you Roman

Has a pet hamster named Mr. Squeakers the first name is Sammy

Patton is more supportive than protective, though when he feels he needs to will block an attack or stand in the middle of a fight (which is more often than not)

He likes to be picked up, and really doesn't care by who most times

Probably has glitter or marker somewhere on him at all times

Farsighted

A cuddler, especially when he is tired, he will cuddle up to one of his friends or a doll and fall asleep

He can bake but not cook, don't let him cook

His hair is a curly mess no matter how much he brushes it

Favorite video game, card game, and board game? Animal Crossing, Go Fish, and Candy Land

He does have his cat hoodie but he usually wears it one or two days a week and as pajamas until he can or remembers to get it washed for school again

He was in gymnastics and is a very flexible child

Him and Roman were childhood friends

Will play connect the dots with the freckles on his arm when he's bored

Spends most of his day out of the house doing nothing in particular

When he realizes he has a crush is usually quickly after he gets one and his face goes pure red but he's happy about it

Deceit

Kinda tall boi at around 5'8

A very sarcastic child, usually when he is lying

This bean has vitiligo and it is mostly where his scales would be

Heterochromia as well, one green and one brown eye

Will confusedly shake gifts before opening them if he randomly received them

Has played a game of patty cake in a closet, probably the strangest experience he's had but he enjoyed it

Uses his magic to cheat on tests

Will poke out his tongue when annoyed

Upset Dee is not a Dee you want to deal with they can be very hostile unless they like you

Wears at least two bracelets everyday

An ace boi who we love

He loves his hat, his hat was a gift from his parents and he rarely takes it off

Literally changed some of his wardrobe to match said hat

Favorite video game, card game, and board game? Skyrim, Town Of Salem, Jenga

First to learn to drive

He plays the flute, and loves to play simple yet pretty melodies on it

He doesn't like parties but he won't say no if invited, though he usually stays near his friend or where there is the least amount of people

Will sometimes steal something small at parties

He has a pet garden snake named Luka, Luka is a good danger noodle who likes to chill in pockets

Usually wears colored contacts to school to hide his different eye colors

Emilie

Second shortest boi at around 5’3, and he hates his height wanting to be taller

Talking to himself during movies and shows? Yes

A nervous flirter most times but we stan

A lot stronger then he looks, and his sweaters don't help lol

He has a defensive anger and will argue easier when mad, or give them questions to make them shut up so he can leave

Will hide out by himself when mad or nervous as well

An easily jealous bean but we still love him

He loves to cook and is a good cook

Has more sweaters then I have friends

Just barely bad enough nearsightedness to make it so he needs glasses

He used to have fake glasses though now he hates his real ones

Plays the violin and learned the Steven Universe songs

Is a lucky bean, gets a TV in his room

Favorite video game, card game, and board game? Kingdom Of Hearts, Exploding Kittens, and Mancala

Holding hands and hugs are a given

Has little action figures and dolls around his room

Bold of you to assume he doesn't have way to many onesies for one person

Shops at hot topic for the fandom merch, but brings Remy because they enjoy everything there

Has a few posters scattered around his room but they are the cloth ones

He is very quick to self blame for instances and think “maybe if I did this-”

Remy

A medium height child at around 5'5, wears five inch heels to add on

Wears crop tops most often but idk where I got that idea from

Doesn't sleep and binge watches cartoons a lot

Addicted to coffee, and will shake without it after a while

Has and will just insult someone who is throwing punches at them and insult said person rather than actually fight in some cases

Their hair is a mess most of the time due to sleeping in and not having time to fix it

They live with their dad, their mom walked out on the family when they were five

They have Aniridia, and are almost always seen wearing sunglasses and watching shows for long periods of time can and is difficult

Has a very hard time opening up about anything, it takes a lot of trust

I guess you could say they've experienced a lot because I don't want to get into it but some of it involves alcohol and parties

Has played seven minutes in heaven once and they ended up literally playing patty cake in the closet because making out wasn't specified

Bold of you to assume they don't have a Scottish Fold, and bold of you to assume her name isn't Belle

Secretly watched all of SU and Adventure Time

Favorite video game, card game, and board game? Mario Kart, Cards Against Humanity, and Blokus

Their eyes have a gold ring around where the pupils should be when they use their magic canceling ability

Will either sleep for a whole day or not sleep for weeks

Has two leather jackets but most commonly wears their more warm out one rather than the newer one

Is the kid who pulled the fire alarm in elementary school

They are really good at rollerblading/ice skating

They ran out of coffee once after almost a week of no sleep and just shut down completely in class

Remilie

They will carry each other, even if Remy is taller, Picani is stronger and Remy is lighter than they seem.

Cuddles on the couch watching SU after making or buying brownies, depends on how lazy they are that day

Remy doesn’t know weather to be amused or annoyed with how people get so confused on the relationship

If they were to propose they would both have a ring ready on the date but Emilie would manage to get it out first, and Remy would just sit there in a excited shock as they pull out the ring they were gonna use

Sharing clothes is common between the two, even if their styles are completely different

The first time Remy took off their heels next to Picani he made a short joke, even if he’s shorter

Emilie will sometimes gain the confidence to flirt without being embarrassed which causes Remy to be even more flushed (less aww but more holy crap)

Remy rarely swears in front of Picani, it just doesn’t feel right to them

Picani keeps their house lights dim when ever Remy comes over so they can keep their sunglasses off

“Remy..? What are you doing..?” “mixing five hour energy, redbull and coffee” concerned Picani noises

Remy will sometimes bring their cat to Picani’s house without telling him beforehand, just because ��I didn’t want Belle to be home alone”

Picani got rid of his coffee maker to try to help Remy stop drinking coffee

Remy still manages to somehow get coffee without leaving his house

Picani and Remy make small deals to slowly help the other with their insecurities “I’ll let you borrow my jacket if you can at least try to complement yourself more”

They really don’t fight until one can’t bottle it up anymore and the other impulsively responds

Remy jumping towards Picani not realising he had a drink and him dropping his tea just to catch them

Picani does need some help reaching the higher shelves where Remy will just climb onto the counter

Picani doesn’t want to push Remy to talk and Remy rarely wants to say what’s wrong or something that has happened

Picani is usually the first to initiate a hug, where Remy is usually the first to hold his hand

The insecurities of one is ome of the things that the other loves most about them (Remy’s pure black eyes and Emilie’s talking to themself during movies)

Logince

Forehead touching, and a soft kisses? Yss

One of them will usually give the other random facts of the day

“a rose by any other name would smell just as sweet-” “the rose was the theater next to the Shakespearean theater and it had a sewage problem causing it to stink that was made to mock it” “Logan why-?”

Star gazing on cool summer nights with a warm blanket in a hammock

Roman is really bad with roller coaster drops and will cling onto Logan

Roman is the type of boyfriend who will steal the fries from your plate

Logan enjoys Roman’s random bursts of inspiration where he will excitedly talk about ideas for an hour

Taking dance lessons together

Neither of them will let the other touch their hair unless they are tired enough

Small play tickle fights were Roman will sometimes purposely let Logan win

Roman does try to carry Logan it usually doesn’t end in his favor

The two do tend to fight, as all relationships do, but afterwards they will silently talk it out on the couch until they feel better or at least understand it better

Game nights on fridays

They both refuse to give up on a game of monopoly that has taken them two years so far

Roman will never admit it but he will play D&D with Logan

Watching Doctor who on the couch cuddling with a bowl of popcorn in between them? Definitely

Roman was the first person to see Logan cry, and Logan would be one of the first people who get Roman to talk about his insecurities

Roman is a flirty boi Logan.exe crashing is common (idk why I phrased it like this)

Debates on who's magic is stronger, it ends in more of a tie because neither of them will choose themself

Gentally cuffing the other ones face when they are upset so they would look at them? Yep

Moxiety

Virgil gives Patton piggy back rides

Patton tries to give Virgil piggy back rides but it doesn't work out to well

They have a movie night once a week, one gets to choose the movie every other week

Patton gives Virgil a lot of gifts but will feel bad at times when Virgil gives him gifts because “I have nothing to give you in return”

They will doodle on each other, sometimes just sit there for hours silently drawing on one another

Virgil will sometimes bake with Patton, learning a few cookie recipes from doing so

“okay I'm not letting you cook you usually end up burning yourself, I got this”

Playing with eachothers hair, messing it up and sometimes fixing it

Dancing with each other in the living room when no one else is there

The best hang out moments is when it's raining and they are sitting inside with hot chocolate

Virgil is more protective over Patton, because he knows Patton isn't one to fight people

Patton will sometimes put hair clips in Virgil's hair so he can see both of Virgil's eyes

Hugs are very common unless Virgil states he isn't in the mood to have a hug

Patton found out Virgil was being bullied and refused to leave his side at school even if it means being a bit late to class

“I won't leave your side not tell you won't get hurt and until you love yourself, even then I'm here to stay”

Neither of them really flirt but they do make crappy puns to see the other laugh

Patton borrows Virgil's hoodies and has a few overly sized hoodies in case Virgil wants to borrow them

Patton's ability let's him know when Virgil is upset so he will help Virgil as much as he can to feel better

Virgil took them to an amusement park on their six month anniversary

At the mall Patton would be shamefully holding Virgil's hand, and vice versa. They go to stores that they've been wanting to go to. It's not much shame it's just the world is still not as accepting as they could be of lgbtq+

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Trust

Title: Trust Word Count: 3055 Ship: Nagito/Zach/Hajime, Zach/Makoto [Canon/Self Insert]

Summary: Zach gets a crush on one of their partners in math class that feels like its slowly growing into something more, but, they feel guilty for it when they already have two boyfriends to begin with. A quick share of their emotions and Nagito and Hajime are quickly able to calm them down, however, by letting them know just how much the both of them trust them.

Author’s Note: A writing comm for @detectivesonly! This was super fun to write and I love them and Hajime and Nagito so much wwwEEPS.

They felt...guilty.

It was a guilt akin to taking a cookie from roommates who specifically asked you not to. Or the guilt of drunkenly kissing another’s boyfriend and having them see itt, days later, on a facebook photo that popped up in both of your feeds from a casual passerby who had no idea the drama they had been about to unveil. The sort of guilt that stuck to the back of your stomach like underdone ravioli as you ran a mile in someone else’s shoes that were two sizes too small for your own feet. Zach could recount several other, much more detailed and nerve-wracking, metaphors by the time class had ended. Then again, they mused half in the back of their head as the rustling of other students in the room signaled that they were all finally free from the droning lecture, they had a habit of...overthinking those sort of things, they supposed. At the same time, well, they did have a right to overthink this...didn’t they?

“Zach!”

His voice rung through the crowd like church bells, causing the other student to startle in the middle of packing up their supplies. Makoto’s smile was warm on his lips as he trotted up to his friend, fingers idly tapping away at the strap of his own backpack as he tilted his head, lips pulled into such a perfect line that it made Zach’s head spin with adoration. The words that spilled from between his lips were lost in favor of staring at the way they parted. Of imagining kissing them, placing their own against them. Of wondering what exactly Makoto Naegi tasted of. Something sweet, they’d allow themselves to imagine daringly. Sweet and warm, like a cookie. Or, perhaps, sharp like a pastry. Were pastries sharp? They didn’t care, they realized, so long as they had gotten the chance to kiss Makoto one time…

“Zach, did you hear me?”

Makoto’s hand waved in front of their eyes, snapping them again out of their moment of contemplation. Zach felt their throat dry up, clearing it with an awkward cough or two before opening their mouth in an effort to come up with some sort of well seasoned lie saying that, oh yeah, they had totally heard the other student! They were totally on board with whatever he had just said to them and-

“N...no.” The word left their mouth easily, hand faltering to rub at the back of their neck sheepishly while Makoto rolled his eyes playfully at them, reaching out to give them a soft tap on the forehead with a raise of his eyebrow.

“Are you feeling alright? I know you usually space out in class, but, that was some hard spacing you did just then…”

“Oh,” Zach felt a smile part on their lips as they gave a soft shrug, “Yeah I’m fine! Just got distracted…”

“By what?”

“By how cute you looked today.”

The words fell from their lips before they could stop them, the phrase born of exhaustion and honesty as they found an inability in lying to the boy before him. They had been in the same classes for at least two semesters now, the constant seeing one another and being part of each other’s lives evolving into something warmly akin to friendship. Study sessions were held between them as general eds came and went, Makoto’s constant reassurance and nagging for them to get their work done a godsend on Zach’s otherwise focus only on theater tech and the jobs that went with it. They hadn’t expected their grades to go as high as they were and knew well that they wouldn’t be without Makoto’s help. During that time, however, emotions filled their body. They rocked and rallied them like a wave of water. A tsunami that overcame their emotions whenever they watched and came to adore the boy before them.

Slowl, though, Zach remembered what they had just said. They watched Makoto’s eyes widen, his face slowly gathering a red tint at the words that had been spoken to him. The two stared at one another as the rest of the class shifted to leave around them, the sea of human bodies only a backdrop compared to the moment they had somehow found themselves sharing.

“I-” Zach swallowed hard, “I mean...Uh, what I meant to say was-”

“You think I look cute?” Was all Makoto seemed to manage out, awed and confused by the fact that any sort of human would possibly suggest something something even remotely close to that. Makoto was leaning in close now, as if trying to see the truth in Zach’s face. As if leaning so intimately next to them would reveal the truth.

It was a lot to take in. Zach felt the bubbles of panic matching with the closeness Makoto exuded. They felt like they were going to explode. They would rather, if they had a choice, implode however in an effort to avoid this conversation. This admittance to their smitten behavior towards the student they had come fondly to refer to as a friend and...in their dreams...admire as something more. “Y-Yeah,” the word was weak against their lips.

Makoto’s smile was soft. The softest they had ever seen on his face and it made butterflies ring around their stomach at a speed no butterflies should have been able to move at. Underneath their fluttering wings that brushed up so suddenly against their body, however, they felt it...the underlying shark that bit at their bell until it felt like their intestines would spill from it. That sweetly sickled guilty feeling that hummed in the back of their head, reminding them of the two boys they had already had at their dorm.

Selfish, the voice giggled with sweet disgust, absolutely selfish to want one more! Two already love you and you want another?

“I have to go,” Zach felt the words fall from their mouth as they sat up suddenly, sending Makoto stumbling back slightly in order to give them room to gather their bag and hurry to shove it over their shoulder as they avoided eye contact with all their might, “S-Sorry about that I’ll-uh-see you next class.”

“I thought we were going to study afterwards?” Makoto’s voice was confused.

“Uh-later I’m just-! Not feeling well, sorry.”

They hurried out the classroom, not daring to look back at the boy behind them. Not daring to see the face he was making. Probably one of confusion. Embarrassment. Judgement. Zach felt guilt settle heavily in their stomach as the butterflies calmed down, their heart hard and hot at the entirety of the event that had just played out. How stupid were they, they felt their mind berate them, that they dared develop a crush on another person when already Hajime and Nagito at their side?

The guilt followed them overhead like a cloud until they reached their dorm room. Inside, Hajime and Nagito were resting together on Nagito’s bed, some sort of loud youtube video humming before them on Hajime’s laptop. Both boys garnered a pair of simple pajamas that were just long enough to keep them warm in the colder months of the encroaching winter, blankets piled over their shoulders as Nagito rested his head on Hajime’s free one while they cocooned themselves into the comfort of them. Hajime was the first to look up at Zach as they entered the room, the smile on his face fading when he saw the other’s look.

“Welcome home, Zach.” Nagito hummed lightly, earning a soft nudge from the boy at his side and a gesture to the other’s face.

“Is something wrong?” Hajime’s tone was gentle as he sat up, closing the laptop to focus on his date mate before him. Zach inhaled, cursing the fact that their expressions came across so obvious on their face...That, or, perhaps it was just Hajime’s ability to sense what was wrong with them at any given time. Perhaps it was a mix of both? They didn’t quite feel like figuring it out. Instead they allowed the guilt to weight them down more as they dropped their backpack on their own bed and rubbed the back of their neck.

“I’m fine, really,” Zach tried to smile up at them, but, it only earned a quirk of an eyebrow from one of the boys and a laugh of disbelief from the other.

“You know that you’re an awful liar? You look miserable.”

“Nagito!”

“I’m telling the truth.”

Nagito laughed as the other boy smacked his shoulder, descending out of the cocoon to approach Zach. Hajime joined him as they watched their date mate sit on the edge of their bed, hands running through their hair as the urge to cry softly bubbled up in the pits of their chest like a storm. Sitting on either side of them, Hajime’s hand reached up to touch at their back while Nagito’s lips pressed a warm and comforting kiss against their temple while brushing strands of hair away from their face, whispering gentle encouragements to tell them just what was the matter.

The words faded in and out of Zach’s mind, a megalovania of phrases that didn’t feel right in his heart or make sense in their mind. A cacophony of emotions swelled in their chest, like a pressure cooker bubbling and boiling until it finally overflowed with something akin to regret and that mainstream guilt that seemed to decorate itself as part of their daily routine. Their shoulders shook with an effort to keep their tears at bay, but, as Zach sat between their two lovers it became more and more difficult to avoid. Soon they felt the run of their salty, warm tears spilling over their cheeks. The trail faded away into their chin and ripped, wet and heavy, down their body and onto their lap. Every droplet was fat and laiden with the emotion of a semester’s worth of bone crushing guilt. Both Hajime and Nagito could not help but startled back slightly when the sob that had longed to tear itself out of Zach’s lips finally made it through. Their hands reached up to cover their eyes as they sobbed.

“I’m sorry,” They managed out through their amalgamate of tears, emotions swirling as they fell back into the bed they had sat on in hopes of disappearing in to the sheets. Arms reached out instead, connecting behind them and wrapping them in a warm embrace that cradled them from either side, dual breaths washing over their hair and face as they were cocooned against the loves of their life, their hot tears running into the other’s arms as they were held.

“It’s okay to cry,” Hajime’s voice was soft and careful as he spoke, “There’s no need to be sorry.”

“No!” Zach couldn’t help but come close to yelling through their next fit of sobs, “No I...I’m not s-sorry for crying. That’s not it. Th-that’s not it!”

“Then,” Nagito’s voice was cautious yet curious as he ran a hand through their hair, “What are you so worried about? Did something happen?”

The concern in both of their voices only made their heart clench up more as they looked up, whites of their eyes red with pain as they bit their lip, taking breaths in hopes of evening out their near-panic enough to form careful words.

“I-I told you about Makoto b-efore right? The….one in my math class and communications class…”

They waited until both nodded, the vaguest memory of the student in question coming into the back of their mind as he was brought up.

“I…” Zach took a shuddering breath as they covered their face again with their hands and forced out the next words carefully, “I think I really like him...Like...the way I like the both of you. When I see him m-my palms get all sweaty and my face gets all red and I...think a-about how cute he is and how much I admire h-im and want to kiss him! And I know it's selfish and I know it’s unfair to both of you b-because you already love me so much and...And I love the both of you so much! More than anything and...Thinking about Makoto like this...wanting him to...b-be with me and us too even when I already have you both….I-It’s selfish and unfair to you guys and if I do anything about it you’ll break up with me and-”

Nagito stopped the other’s blabbering by reaching out and shoving his entire hand over their mouth, promptly stopping the words with an additional movement of shoving a couple fingers between Zach’s lips as a sort of offset gag. Zach startled, tears falling from their eyes but soon drying as they focused more on wiggling away from the hand between their lips.

“If you’re spouting shit like that from your mouth,” Nagito chided with a pout, “I’m going to put shit in there! You’re really ridiculous you know, worrying about something like that. Do you think we care?”

“WE DO CARE.” Hajime’s words were solid, scrambling to interrupt Nagito while smacking his fingers away from Zach’s mouth, giving their lover a chance to breath through the shock of their maw being invaded so suddenly while he continued a bit more softly to them, “We do care, Zach. We care about you a...well...a lot! What Nagito means is that-um-well-” Hajime’s own face flushed red with embarrassment, a hand reaching up to rub awkwardly at his neck while he tried his best to find the words to give the other proper encouragement.

Nagito decided, however, that actions spoke louder. With a sigh he leaned forward, touching at Hajime before bringing him into a deep, careful kiss. Zach watched, stuck between them, with awe and confusion bubbling in their throat. Tears had long since dried up, their heart aching with only vague worry as Nagito separated away from Hajime, who was as red as a strawberry with the sudden onslaught of affection, in favor of reaching over to bring Zach’s face close to his. Nagito kissed them, his lips tasting faintly of chapstick and sweets from the candy binge the two had without a doubt been on before they had entered the room. HIs hands touched at Zach’s face, caressing their skin and bringing them closer as his tongue swiped over the other’s lips and tickled the inside of their mouth once it was let in.

Nagito pulled away from Zach then, his smile satisfied at the blush also ending up on Zach’s cheeks. The hand clutching the other’s cheeks reached up to, instead, brush away some stray hair that had dared fall into their face as Nagito briefly admired how handsome they were before him...How wild that they thought THEY were the unfair ones when someone like him had them in his life…

“We want you to be happy, Zach,” Nagito cooed, his smile never faltering, “If that means loving us AND an additional person, then, that’s fine too! You have a lot of love to give, heh, I can’t really understand it sometimes...but...Not understanding it won’t make me want to get in the way of it. If you like this guy then you should go for it!”

“B-But!” Zach’s protest came weakly as they had tired themselves out from crying, “I don’t want you to think I...I don’t love you anymore…”

“Zach,” Hajime spoke this time, reaching out to bring the other close to his chest. Zach’s cheek rested on Hajime’s collar as he ran his hand through their hair, a comforting movement that sent their eyes shutting while Nagito’s own fingers ghosted along their back, coming up behind to encase them in a three way hug that kept them feeling safe and relaxed, “I think the amount you’ve worried over this kind of proves that you haven’t really stopped loving us at all. You have a lot of love to give, right? If it’s enough to want to include one more person in this...Well, we trust you.”

Trust….the word flooded Zach with another onslaught of emotions but, this time, they were the good kind. The good, warm, sensitive kind that had their heart skipping a beat. That had their face flushing with awe as they remembered just why they were dating Nagito and Hajime in the first place. The support and love emanating from either side of them as the two boys held them close was enough to bring a new wave of tears to their eyes. Reaching out, Zach touched at Hajime’s sides before yanking him into a tight hug, letting out some noise halfway between a sob and a laugh as they buried their face into the other’s shirt.

“I love you,” Zach managed out between happy hiccups, “I love you both so, so much.”

“We love you too.”

The words were spoken in unison easily, as if they had been rehearsing it while Zach had been away. The words had made the other laugh between them, a chortle that rung through the otherwise quiet dorm room that had slowly grown a bit too warm for complete comfort, but, enough to be bearable.

“Now,” Nagito kissed the back of their neck, “Do you want to watch some videos with us? Oh! Maybe we could find a way to get you on a date with this Makoto guy-.”

“Nagito!” Hajime and Zach yelped in unison, the accused sitting up and rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish smile as he was suddenly the center of attention.

“What? That wasn’t too soon, was it? I remember when I was their wingman with you, Hajime, and I guess I just got excited to try it out again!”

“You’re incredible.” Hajime rolled his eyes, reaching out to gently shove Nagito back on the bed. Zach laughed with Nagito as they all somehow ended up laying down, rolling between one another and sharing the most languid of kisses to ease themselves into another night of relaxation and comfort in each other’s arms.

The guilt was subsiding, Zach realized, in favor of the memory that, no matter what...At least they would have their best boys with them at all times.

#self insert #self shipping #self ship #kinley writes #writing commission

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