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Karl slowly opens his eyes, squinting at the harsh daylight streaming through his window. He looks to his left and sees Sapnap peacefully sleeping next to him. He melts at the sweet site, wondering how he got so lucky. He sits up and turns to sit at the edge of their bed. As he does so he feels his body start to sway and he has to tighten his grip on his sheets to stabilize himself. He subconsciously coughs which makes him realize how bad his throat is hurting. He grabs it and makes a pained face unsure what is wrong with his body. He feels the bed shake a little and slightly turns his head to see Sapnap shifting in their bed. He eventually stops moving his body now facing Karl, his eyes still closed. Karl slowly starts to get up, only for his head to start pounding to the point he thought he was going to wake up Sapnap with all the noise. As if Sapnap read his thoughts his eyelids slowly open. He tightly closes them again with a groan and tries covering the light with his hand. After a few seconds, he removes his hand from his face and sees Karl standing still next to the bed.

    “Is everything ok love?” He asks, still a little foggy from just waking up.

    “I’m fine.” Karl hoarsely whispers.

Sapnap furrows his eyebrows and asks again, this time a little more serious, “Karl.”

    “Yeah?” Karl croaks.

    “Are you ok?” 

    “N-no,” Karl finally gives in with a sigh. “I think I’m sick.”

At the mention of sickness, Sapnap jolts up and looks at Karl deeply concerned.

    “But really I’ll be fine!” Karl tries to assure seeing how worried his boyfriend looks. He starts having a coughing fit, not helping his cause. Sapnap’s face hardens with immediate seriousness and concern. 

“Get back in bed you need to lie down.” Sapnap orders.

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Being the Vice President was difficult.

Quackity learned this the hard way. He always knew it wasn’t all festivals and being rich and powerful, but he is going to die by thirty at this rate. Half of his desk is completely covered in papers and he has to attend three meetings this week alone which means more paperwork.
At that thought, he groans and lays his head on his desk, effectively knocking a few papers off. Honestly, he just wants to go home, lay down, and probably cry. But he can’t do that because he is so behind on paperwork. He takes a deep breath and looks at the clock in his office. It isn’t the biggest room, far from it, but it does the job. It is bare except for his desk, the chair he’s sitting in, and the clock that shows ungodly hours every time he leaves this hell hole.

Currently, it tells him it is 2:15 am. He groans again and his vision starts blurring with tears. He just wants to go home and sleep, not be stressed out of his mind at two in the morning. 

Suddenly his door bursts open. Quackity jumps out of his skin and whirls to see who, from the force of that opening probably just broke his door, is in his office. His face contorts into a look of confusion when he sees a seemingly tipsy but calm Schlatt in his office.

“Um? Hello?” He greets while raising an eyebrow, trying to hint for Schlatt to tell him why he’s here.

“Hello.” Schlatt greets striding, and somewhat stumbling, over to his desk. “What the hell happened to your desk?”

“Oh,” Quackity rubs the back of his neck nervously, “I have a lot of work to finish.”

“Clearly.”

Silence.

“So…” Quackity starts, “Do you need something?”

Schlatt looks him in the eyes, which he has to look down to do because Quackity is sitting not because he is short.

“I wanted to say goodnight,” Schlatt says nonchalantly.

Quackity stares at him dumbfounded. Never in all of their time being President and Vice President had Schlatt even greeted Quackity outside of meetings or public appearances.

“Wha-what?” Quackity asks, shock evident in his voice.

Schlatt chuckles, the sound making heat rise to Quackity’s face, ”I said I wanted to say goodnight sweet cheeks.” Schlatt leans down over Quackity’s desk making their faces mere inches apart.

Quackity gulps. Fuck what the hell is happening? He knew his whole face had to be red, but who’s face wouldn’t be?

“W-well,” Quackity clears his throat, “Goodnight to you too mi amor. ” If Schlatt thought he could be sexy as fuck and not expect Quackity to bite back he truly didn’t know his Vice President.

At the nickname, Schlatt growled. Growled. Quackity felt like he was going to pass out because oh my god? Oh my god.

“Fuck.” Schlatt says in a low sensual voice that sends a shiver through Quackity’s body.

“Quackity,” Schlatt leaned in a little.

“Yes…?” Quackity’s heart rate spiked as Schlatt moved closer to his face.

“Can I kiss you?” 

What?! Quackity’s eyes widened. Yeah, he totally thinks Schlatt is hot as fuck but he was well to put frankly way out of Quackity’s league. He had expected that nothing would ever happen between them after the first three months of their presidency, where Schlatt had ignored him the entire time unless he was physically forced to be near him. But now here he was asking to kiss Quackity.

“yes.” Quackity didn’t even think as the words slipped out.  

Immediately Schlatt closes the gap. Quackity gasps and it takes him a second before he remembers he has to kiss back. The kiss is surprisingly gentle and sweet and Quackity finds himself melting into it. After a minute Schlatt licks his bottom lip, silently asking for permission to enter his mouth. Quackity opens and Schlatt’s tongue slips in exploring every inch of his mouth. Schlatt tastes like bourbon and a little bit of smoke. It’s intoxicating and Quackity never wants it to end. 

Of course, it does though, as they both need air to live. Schlatt pulls back panting and Quackity bites back a whine at the loss of contact.

“ Fuck .” Schlatt whispers.

“Schlatt…” Quackity trails off. Schlatt studies his face before landing back on his lips.

“Quackity.” Schlatt suddenly stands up straight causing Quackity to jolt back and look up at him.

“Ahem well, I’ll see you tomorrow then.” And with that Schlatt exits the office leaving a shocked Quackity still processing whatever the fuck just happened.

The next morning is not better at all. 

Schlatt goes out of his way to avoid Quackity, they don’t interact much but Quackity always sees Schlatt at least once a day. It could be Schlatt walking down the hallway to his office in the morning, Quackity was usually the first one in the office because he always pushed work back that had to either be finished late at night or early in the morning, or seeing Schlatt in the breakroom getting a snack. Quackity always saw him. But today he was nowhere to be found.

After wasting about 20 minutes looking everywhere for Schlatt, except his office Quackity couldn’t come off as desperate , Quackity finally bunkers down in his office and starts working. 

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The teens at DSMP High hold a party while their parents are gone. (The parents went on like a “retreat” to get away from their kids)

When they (the teens) all wake up no one remembers what happened so they go looking for clues. Oh, and did I mention their parents will be home in two days? Now with only two days to figure out wtf happened on Friday everyone is panicking. (Btw they’re all panicking because they lost an important object or heirloom.) I’m thinking it’s more benchtrio centric and because everyone loves them they help look for the missing item. (Also they don’t remember what happened so they wanna know.)

Maybe the object could be something like the benchtrio all have matching bracelets (or something like that) and now one (or two or all of them) is missing.

Teens:

Dream

Technoblade

Benchtrio (Tommy, Ranboo, and Tubbo)

Quackity

Sapnap

Karl

Wilbur

Eret (I couldn’t decide between them being a parent or a teen so they can be either)

Fundy

(And anyone else who isn’t on the parent list)

Parents (and who their kids are (you can change the kids if you want)):

Phil (Wilbur, Technoblade, and Tommy)

Puffy (Dream) 

Sam (Quackity)

Bad (Sapnap)

Skeppy (Sapnap)

Schlatt (Tubbo)

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Techno centric. About how Techno is the perfect child. He is always pushed to be the best and he never addresses his emotions. The story follows his life from childhood where he gets saved or just taken(?) from the nether by Phil. Goes through how he meets his brothers and how his mental health starts to deteriorate without him noticing (he thinks it’s normal). About how he pushes himself to his limit or over. Can make (later in his life) Wilbur resent him a little because he is perfect and Wilbur isn’t. That’ll confuse Techno because he was doing everything for his family because he loves them. Then have Tommy burst out at him because Phil gives him extra attention. Techno is shocked and severely hurt and now neither one of his brothers will talk to him. So he goes and does the potato war to prove that he is worthy of their love and that they don’t need to hate him. (He thinks that if he wins the war his brothers will love him again). Sadly it has the opposite effect and when he comes back they like him even less. Eventually, after he tries to talk to them and be their brother again he snaps. He snaps at them both about how he did everything so they would love him like a brother again and that he didn’t ask to be favored. He shouts about how he never wanted to make them upset and that he doesn’t know what he did or how to fix it. After that, he storms out and doesn’t come back. (Ending one). Can continue it by having the other three realize their mistakes (Phil realizes how his unintentional favoring hurt everyone, Wilbur about how he shunned his brother who only ever wanted to prove himself, and Tommy who feels terrible about hurting his brother who has only ever been there for him). They go and look for Techno and they all have a heart to heart and work it out. (Ending two)

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It’d been a year. One whole year. They’d lived a year without his snarky comments. His laughter that reverberated through your very soul. The way he could cheer anyone else up just by being there. 

He was gone. And they couldn’t do anything about it. 

Wilbur takes a shaky inhale of breath. He’s standing in front of a door. To most people, it would just be an ordinary white paneled door. But Wilbur sees a slight tint of blue near the bottom of the door from when Tommy was running around with paint when he was younger and accidentally ran into it. He sees the large T in the middle dictating whose room this is- or used to be.

Wilbur traces the T with his fingers lightly.

He takes another breath leaning his head against the door, trying desperately to keep the tears at bay. 

He stands up straight furiously wiping his eyes, he was here for a reason he couldn’t break down again right now.

Just rip the bandaid off. He thinks as he grabs the handle and pushes the door open.

The room looks the same as it did before...the owner never made it back. 

Good character lines:

Wilbur: 

Wilbur saying “Technoblade never dies right?” His voice cracks with his sobs. The (insert important object, obviously I was still figuring the story out XD) clutched tightly in his hands. “Why did you lie?” It’s barely above a whisper, said into the quiet of an empty room where his twin was supposed to be. 

Tommy:

Techno would kill him for being in his room without his permission. But Techno wasn’t here anymore.

(And then I hadn’t thought of one for Phil so no Phil line :( )

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Dream had been fascinated by Techno for a while. His techniques, his humor, his wit, basically everything about him. Dream would spend hours watching Techno’s videos or streams… for research.

    “Dude, just admit you’re madly in love with the guy.” Sapnap groans.

    “ What?! ” Dream yells incredulously.

    “You talk about him on a daily basis and have just spent the last hour ranting about how amazing he is.” George points out.

Dream splutters, “I am not in love with Technoblade!”

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An angel, George, is sent down to Earth to pick up a soul and bring it to the afterlife where beings higher than him will decide if it will go to heaven or hell. George has done this many times before and thinks this will be just another boring pick-up and drop-off. When he goes to pick up the soul, however, he is surprised to find the person doesn’t want to leave Earth. George can’t really do anything, because he’s not powerful enough to force a soul to do anything they usually just go on their own. George learns the soul’s name is Sapnap (who still has his body. When an angel comes to get the person the soul leaves the body). Sapnap convinces George to go on one adventure with him. (George has no choice since he can’t leave until he gets Sapnap’s soul, also he hasn’t done anything interesting in 3,000 years so this could be a good change of pace. Sapnap also guilt trips him by saying it was his last adventure ever.). They slowly grow closer and bond throughout their adventure. George has to save Sapnap’s ass and Sapnap has to save his a few times. Sapnap starts gaining feelings first (George is a literal angel what did you expect?). Sapnap finds George funny and adorable and thinks his screams are hilarious. George very slowly starts getting feelings as well (that’s a lie he actually gains a small crush on Sap the moment he met him. He is just in deep denial.). So the real sentence is George slowly starts accepting his feelings. They confess and kiss in a cave (cute).

Angels: There are different types. You have two special angels which are Guardian angels and Collector Angels. Guardian angels are given a person they must protect and not let die until it is their time to die. Collector Angels go down when a soul gets lost, doesn’t want to leave, or when a person should die but they haven’t and so collector angels just kind of come in and take their soul.

Humans: Everyone has a time when they are supposed to die and when someone is going to die before that they usually get sent a guardian angel. When a person doesn’t die by that time then that’s when collector angels come down.

Characters and Roles: George (Collector Angel), Sapnap (Human who didn’t die when he was supposed to)

Snippet of the first chapter before I gave up:

George opens his eyes slowly.

He sits up and stretches while yawning. Throwing his legs over the side of his bed he stands and heads out of his small square bedroom into his decently sized kitchen that’s connected to his living room. 

The Council made sure every home was the same and so the only difference between George’s house and anyone else’s was the little knickknacks he had collected throughout the centuries. He especially liked a pair of goggles he had found roughly three hundred years back. 

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There are four societies? (Kingdoms) Basically, species who don’t really like each other. They had a huge war that ended in a truce being signed. The truce basically was like “Don’t kill each other.” “Be civilized.”. So after 100 years, everyone is just vibing. They still don’t like each other but they don’t hate each other anymore. Oh! I should explain the species. There are the avians, mages, spirits (they’re like creatures who are in tune with nature and can heal.), and then there are humans (but they mostly avoid the other species because they’re still salty about the war *eye roll*). This is where the story starts! So Tommy is the third and youngest prince of the avians, Ranboo is the apprentice to the lord mage, and Tubbo is like a forest spirit prince (but they are like a community so not really. He is just favored by the leaders) who is friends with Tommy. Ranboo accompanies the Lord Mage (who can be Karl because why not?) to the Land of Avians (please I can’t name shit. But the name will change). There he meets Tubbo and they instantly hit it off. When he meets Tommy it isn’t like when he meets Tubbo because Tommy decides he hates Ranboo the minute he sees him. I should probably mention that the Lord Mage was in the Land of Avians because they were celebrating 100 years of peace. Of course, something goes wrong though. You remember how I said humans were still salty? Yeah well there are humans at the celebration and their mission is to start a war between the other three species and then the humans can rise to the top and be in control of everyone else. The way they accomplish this is by stealing the leader’s kids. So that’s how Tommy, Ranboo, and Tubbo get kidnapped. They now have to escape without dying or before the species tear each other apart looking for them. The story follows the three figuring out how to work together and finding long-buried secrets that were never supposed to see the light of day. (Also by the end Tommy stops hating Ranboo!! They’re going to have an adorable heart to heart that might make people cry 🥺.). Also so the other species wouldn’t get suspicious about why the humans didn’t have anyone missing they pretend Drista was kidnapped too (so we get Drista content and she can help them escape!).

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“Tell me if you want this too,” Dream’s eyes shimmer with unshed tears and Techno can see all the effort he’s putting into keeping his voice from cracking. “Because I can’t keep doing this.”

“Doing what?” Techno feigns ignorance as his heart squeezes painfully in his chest.

“This! Us!” Dream swings his arms between the two of them from where they’re standing a few feet away from each other.

“Techno, please. Just tell me you want this or tell me you don’t,” Techno hides a wince at how defeated Dream sounds.

“Dream-”

“Because-because if you don’t that’s fine I just need to know. I will never speak to you again if you want I just can’t keep doing this.”

Techno’s breath leaves him as he looks at the hilarious, stunning, caring boy he’s been infatuated with since he first met him. And yet, all his instincts shout run. He’s never had a problem with facing the things that scare him head-on. But as he looks at Dream’s distraught face it’s all he can do to keep his facade of indifference.

The wind blows his hair behind him as he stares at Dream's pleading face.

“Please Techno, just tell me if this is real.” A tear falls from Dream’s eyes as he whispers, begs.

And Techno

Just stays frozen.