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oh my god it's them
theyre finally fuckign here
miles (ds nightmare) and drew and nevin charms are now in the store listing! miles is holographic like ellie and blue, and drew and nevin are smaller double-sided charms!
side note: I put a handful of other things on sale that I have no plans to restock. PLEASE consider grabbing them before they disappear from the store if you're interested in them!
DO NOT GIVE ME SPOILERS, I'M STILL READING!!! SHUSH! NO ONE RUIN THIS FOR ME >:(/lh
No, see, now I imagine Edward as a secret theater nerd instead of Chris.
And I hope its true.
Edward: BRING IT ON, NERD FROM HELL!
Isaac: You could at least be more sophisticated…
Edward: Dost thou wish to engage in a duel, my good bitch?
Isaac: Even worse somehow.
IBVS WEEK
@onebizarrekai
Day I have no clue: Caring
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Drew walked home alone. He stumbled. The crutches were hard to get used to. He still wasn't even used to them. He let out a yelp and fell to the ground. He landed on his broken leg. He let out a cry of pain. He wished his brother was here. But he was at Chris' house.
Barry was walking home from school when be found the smaller boy on the ground crying. "Are you okay?" He asked. Drew looked and shook his head. Barry examined the boy. "Let me help you. Could you hold your crutches?" Barry asked. He nodded and grabbed them the best he could. Barry scooped the boy up.
Drew gasped and blushed. Barry smiled. "Would you like me to take you to my place or yours?"
"Mine please..." Drew said quietly.
Barry smiles and nodded. "Where?"
Drew gave him the address and the two set off.
Drew unlocked the door with his keys and went inside with barry, still carrying him. Barry set the smol on the couch. He closed the door and went back to the boy. "We should put ice on that." Barry said. Drew pointed to the kitchen. "Yeah.. we should..."
Barry left and came back with an ice pack, placing it on the broken leg. "You live alone?"
"N-no... my grandma is upstairs and my brother is at a friend's place. I think." Drew said, smiling. "Do you always walk alone?" Barry asked. "No, Nevin walks me home too. Just not always."
"Text me when you need help getting home then. I'll hand you my number." Barry said taking out his phone. Drew blushed and nodded, taking out his as well.
The two boys exchanged numbers and went on with their days.
IBVS WEEK DAY SIX I THINK
HSM doesnt belond to me
Neither does IBVS
@onebizarrekai
Day six is soaring so-
IBVS WEEK
DAY FIvE: Falling
@onebizarrekai
Warnings: attempt at suicide
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Maybe Edward Quinten, School King, had everything. He had ladies, a good family, popularity, and he didn't have many problems.
But the thing is, with popularity, and high school drama, he could never be himself. He couldn't be who he was as a kid. He liked make believe. That was his shit as a kid.
And he wanted to be a kid again. Actaully he didnt want to be here. Because despite becoming the thing he despised, he hated mean people. He hated the cruel way everyone worked. He hated how hypocritical he was and he hated himself. He hated everything.
And as time passed, With Nevin and Isaac, he realised he could never have everything. He was used to getting what he wanted. Because no one ever said no to him. He always had this mindset that he should be the best.
But once he was the best it was hard to come down. It was like a drug he was addicted to and didn't like it. But addiction was addiction. It'd hard to stop.
He hated himself. He hated the world. He didn't wanna exist. He built a bomb. He was in class. It was set to go off. Drew, Nevin's brother was also in that class. And when it went off, it was Drew who caught Edward and pushed him away from the edge. And then the building collapsed. Edward regretted it. He really did. Maybe he didn't want to die. His strings came in handy. But he couldn't catch Drew or anyone else in time. So he justed watched them. He was now worried about them. His friends. His crush. And this small scared boy he help save him.
He wouldn't admit it. He was careful. But he checked up on Drew in secret when Nevin was at Chris'. Drew was fine. It was nice of Edward to do that. He had also checked up on Isaac.
But he still wanted to die.
IBVS WEEK
Day Two: Pouring
Prompt: jejejejejeejejebrhhrhrhrhe-iminonlineschoolasiwritethis
IBVS belongs to @onebizarrekai
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'Of course it had to rain today.' Chris thought. It was raining hard. Charlie rolled his eyes. "I told you, but did you listen? Nooooo!" Charlie said. "Shut up, Charlie." Chris said, walking out of the school building.
He was now soaking wet. The rain poured down hard. He should have brought an umbrella. But he didn't.
Chris walked down the side walk, cold from the rain and shivering. He pulled his hood up to try and hide from the rain.
He felt the rain stop hitting him and he looked up. There was now an umbrella above him. He looked behind him to see the one and only school king. "You can thank be later, now let's go." Edward said, not looking at Chris in the eyes.
Chris stared at him in a confused manner for a second, then nodded and started walking with Edward Quinten.
Chris was confused on why he was being treated so nicely. He was friends with Issac and Nevin.
Chris remembered the last time it was raining and how Nevin waited for him with an umbrella.
Nevin. Chris always got this weird and happy feeling around him. But for some reason he now felt the same weird and happy feeling around Edward.
Chris relaxed. The two boys walked until they reached Chris' house. "Thank you." Chris said quietly. He smiled and walked into his house. Edward stayed outside for bit then walked back towards his house. "Yeah yeah, whatever..." Edward mumbled.
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AHHHHHHH- I dont know why I ship Edward, Chris, and Nevin-
It's IBVS week bitches.
IBVS belongs to @onebizarrekai
Day One- Sleeping
Prompt: Chris cant sleep and ends up at Nevin's house.
Warning(s): Dreams about abuse, homophobic slurs,
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It was midnight when Chris got up. His blonde hair was a mess. His eyes gave off a soft glow. He yawned for about the hundredth time ever since he woke up. He had a nightmare. It was about is father beating him and kicking him out of the house for being bisexual, or has his father said in his dream, a fag.
He felt colder than usual. If he was being honest with himself, he really wanted to cry. He wanted to be free. He wanted to sleep peacefully. He wanted someone. Chris didn't know what to do. So he acted on instinct. Chris was shirtless, he had black shorts on. He hadn't put a shirt on, but rather his light grey jacket.
He had quietly opened his door and closed it when he was out. He did the same for the front door, expect he had to unlock and lock it. He had no idea where to go when he was outside. He decided on a place to go. His safe place.
He walked to the Jovel brother's house. Once he got there he wasn't exactly sure if anyone was awake. He knocked on the door. To his luck, after a few minutes, someone answered. It was Nevin. "Chris?" The black haired boy asked quietly.
It seemed Nevin had only woken up to answer the door. It was 2:45 I'm the morning. Normally he wouldn't have answered, but he was curious who the hell would be up at a time like that.
"H... hey. Can I come in?" Chris asked. Nevin nodded and stepped out of the way. He closed the door behind Chris. "Why are you here?" The shorter one asked. "I... I don't know." Chris answered, looking around as if he'd never been in the Jovel household. "You don't know?" Nevin asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I... I had a nightmare." Chris said, sitting on the couch. Nevin took a seat next to him. "Wanna... talk about it?"
Nevin mentally groaned. He was never good at talking about feelings. And he definitely isn't good at comforting people. A simple 'there there' would probably be the best he can manage.
"It was.... about my dad... about me being... ya know.. bi and that stuff.. and he hit me and kicked me out of the house and..." Chris tensed. "It just felt so real." The red and grey eyed boy finsihed. Nevin nodded. "I haven't been able to sleep since I woke up.?
"When did you wake up?"
"Ten p.m maybe?"
"What." Nevin asked. Chris yawned and nodded. "Yeah. I'm just scared." He said.
Nevin hesitated. "Sleep with me."
Chris, being very tired, and gay, says, "Excuse me?" And ends up becoming red. "Gosh, not like that. I mean actaully sleep with me. In my room. Because this couch ain't comfortable." He said. Chris stuttered. "Uh, yeah, sure. I guess." Chris said, stretching.
Both boys got up and went in to Nevin's room. They both laid next to each other on Nevin's bed. It was extremely awkward and gay. Chris made a risky decision. He cuddled up to Nevin.
Nevin felt heat rise to his cheeks. Both hearts were pounding. The both had that giddy feeling inside of them. Nevin relaxed and closed his eyes. Chris started to drift off into sleep.
And in no time they both were asleep.
