Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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(ikr, it’s hard to think about lol)
Dream furrowed his brows, gesturing for George to come over. “C’mere, let me help you.”
Sapnap yawned, stretching and slowly realizing that neither of his husbands were near him. He propped himself up on an elbow and glanced over to the rest of the bed and smiling when he saw his husbands. -
(I don't really wanna go to college. I think if I can get a good job here in town, I can stay with my aunt and work on art and my stories. Or even become a streamer.)
George giggled. "I have lost my hands." He said quietly. he walked over to George and smiled. "Yellow eyes." he commented suddenly.
Quackity's wings were hurting and he couldn't really sleep again. He was laying there, still, but his eyes were open. He tilted his head back and smiled at Sapnap. "Nikolas! Mi amor!" He cried happily.
Karl was still sleeping, his hands clasped under his chin. -
(that could be cool! i wanna get away and go to colledge though definitely. find a whole different group of people)
“Green eyes,” Dream corrected gently with a chuckle, taking the sleeves and rolling them until they rested on George’s hands. “There they are.”
“Shh, Karl’s still asleep,” Sapnap whispered. “But hi, love. How are you?” -
(It would, but for my careers, it isn't necessary. I don't really have any grand ideas. Well, besides being a best-seller. But that takes work and good literary knowledge.)
George giggled. "They're yellow to me." He said softly. "Thank you, Dreamie." He whispered.
Quackity's ears twitched slightly, the movement more noticeable since he had his feathers back. In pain." He said cheerfully, the same smile still on his face. "Y tu?" -
(true. i wanna go travel the world and maybe become a cosmetologist. i’m not sure 🤷♀️)
“Of course,” Dream smiled, his feet now planted on the ground around Georges hips as he helped him fit his hoodie a little more. He pressed a quick kiss onto his fiancés lips, smiling.
“In pain?” Sapnap echoed, frowned. “What’s wrong?” -
(Ohhhhhhh, sounds fun!! My aunt works at a bank, but she has always loved the sea. Marine biologist is what she really wants. I have friends who want to be actors, some therapists, others artists. Still, any idea seems cool, tbh...)
George flushed and giggled. "You're sometimes too hot to handle, you know that?" He told Dream, happily smiling.
Quackity's cheerful mood didn't falter. He wasn't masking, not quite yet anyway. "I slept on my back a lot. It hurt my wings. And besides, Karl is sleeping on my wing." He said softly. "It's okay, though! Nothing I'm not used to! I did it to myself, rolling on my back." -
(yeah, as long as your happy with what your doing, that’s all that matters :))
Dream chuckled. “Oh says you,” He said quietly, resting his hands on either side of George’s waist, having to tilt his head up a bit now to look at his fiancé.
“I can move Karl,” Sapnap said, frowning. He quickly got up, crawling over. He slipped his hands under Karl’s shoulders easily scooching him away from Quackity’s wings. Almost like how you would move a cat. -
(It is. It really is. I have all these dreams, but I dunno how to make them come true. The biggest one now is to go to Twitch Con or Mine Con. I really wanna meet the DSMP streamers!!)
George was still blushing, but he started to giggle. "I have pretty privilege. You get to have beauty and handsomeness." He put his hands on top of Dream's smiling softly.
Quackity chirped softly, glancing over to his husband. "I'm also too nervous to lay on my stomach." He mumbled. "Help me sit up?" He asked softly.
Karl whined quietly, but readjusted himself quickly. He stayed asleep, more tired than he realized. -
(oo that would be awesome!)
Dream scoffed a little bit. “I’m pretty sure you have all of that.”
Sapnap pressed a kiss onto Karl’s forehead before nodding, and moving towards Quackity. He carefully got behind him, pushing his back up gently. -
(It would be. My friend wants to take me.)
George laughed. "God! Can't I complement you without you turning it into a competition?" He said jokingly.
Quackity whined and whimpered a little. "Ow, f**k...." He muttered. He hadn't fallen asleep on his back in a while. He always slept on his stomach. But with how sick he felt last night, that wasn't advised. -
(that sounds like it would be rlly fun :))
“No, because you would always win,” Dream smiled, chuckling.
“I’m sorry, honey,” Sapnap said gently, carefully rubbing Quackity’s back. -
(It probably would, but money, a ride, all of that.... We're just teens with no jobs. How would we get that stuff?)
George grinned. "Oh, you finally admit it." He whispered happily.
Quackity's feathers ruffled up suddenly in an angry way. He hissed and chirped angrily at Sapnap, folding his wings against back. "No touch." He said, immediately contradicting himself as he leaned against Sapnap. -
(thats true, being teens is kinda annoying sometimes. but im gonna try and get a job soon)
“No I don’t mean it like that,” Dream whispered back. “I’m saying you’re far prettier.”
Sapnap frowned, jumping a little. “Sorry.” -
(I cannot, even though I want one. My mom is too much of a b**ch. Besides, I will die if I don't have my music. It keeps the anxiety away.)
George flushed. "I'm not that much prettier..." He mumbled.
Quackity nudged Sapnap's shoulder with his head gently. "I didn't mean to come across that aggressive. I'm sorry." He mumbled. -
(okay, that’s fair)
“Yes you are,” Dream furrowed his brows and pressed a kiss onto George’s cheek. “You really are.”
“You’re okay,” Sapnap whispered.
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