soap with prime
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Thread Topic: soap with prime
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here we are
my plot isnt exactly plot.. just a few ideas i threw together really quickly -
Well, what you got?
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so like,i usually do mxm but
ok what if c1 is under a curse and so now they only have 3 weeks to live, & their best friend c2 finds out abt the cure through a dream/someone else/crazy s--- and c2 has to find the book with the cure in it & make it before the 3 weeks are up ? -
That sounds good to me, but I usually do mxf unless they're just friends.
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mm, alright just friends
i wouldn't mind a bit of fluff tho
i prefer c1 but whatever u want -
I'll go with C2
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alright, characters?
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You make yours first.
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Name: Tenne
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: tall and thin. he can jump well and has a meek but agile build. he wears vintage tshirts & jeans, usually wears converses & has a think for his red hoodie with rabbit ears on the hood.
Personality: youll see?
Other: he really likes rabbits -
Name: Owen
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: tall, average build, brown hair, green eyes, wears a black t-shirt, blue jeans, skechers, glasses, black hoodie with skeleton pattern
Personality: Brave, determined, kind, friendly
Other: He likes to play video games
After thinking for a minute, I changed my mind. We can make this mxm.
Also, not it -
alright lol. any length is fine btw so dont feel obligated to write too much if u dont want to
Three weeks. Tenne had three weeks to live. The thin boy's emotions were out of order. He couldn't understand. What had he done to face such a miserable fate? He wasn't even out of high school yet and he was meeting death, face-to-face, in three weeks. He was curled up in the bed in a small apartment near his school that'd he'd moved into after the death of his parents. Tenne's eyes were pouring tears as the thought haunted his mind. He knew that he should go and give three weeks his all, but how could he knowing death was around the corner? He choked out sobs, clenching his stomach at the pain from the pressure from his obnoxious crying. He had so many plans, to go to college, get a career, pick up a love interest along the way? But no, his life was on the line by a curse he hadn't bothered attempting to break. -
Owen knocked on the door of Tenne's bedroom He asked "Tenne, buddy? Is everything okay?" He waited and then walked in and saw Tenne crying. He sat down on his bed and asked "Is something wrong?"
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He sat up at the relaxing sound of Owen's voice, wiping his tears to only quickly have them replaced. He shushed his sobs and looked his friend in the eyes. "O-Owen.. if I tell you, please don't freak out.. I know it's bad, but you're my friend and I don't want you to get hurt. So.. promise me, please?" Tenne spread his arms open for a hug of acceptance from his best friend, the one who'd stuck with him through hard times, and put up with him in others. He needed a friend like that alive and well through his weeks, for support, and mostly the gift of friendship that was truly given when the family he once had ceased to exist.
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Owen hugged Tenne and said "I'm there for you." He looked in Tenne's face and wiped his tears. He said "Just tell me what's wrong."
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Tenne looked down and cupped Owen's face with one hand. He redirected his gaze to meet the other's eyes. In a whisper, he said, "I have three weeks to live. I am the third son, the runt. It runs in the family. You die 6 months after your 17th birthday. I never thought much of it.. but since my sister's third child passed, I'm settled. I have three weeks left and I don't know the cure. I don't know if there even is a cure, this curse was considered unbreakable by my father." His tears had calmed now, his eyes only damp with the tears still settled on hus eyelids.
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