Don't Get Pissed At Me for This, I Beg of You...I need to discuss something that has been bugging me for a while now, in regards to an anonymous message I got from one of my fans on Tumblr. (I did not answer it because I was... Embarrassed? Upset? Confused?)
Here it is:
Hey Akkord! Im a huge fan of Masky x BEN and I read your fanfiction and stuff... I hope you dont mind me saying but youre a genius! This pairing needs to be totally widespread and popular! There needs to be an awesome TV show! Lets make it real, okay?
Under normal circumstances I would have laughed it off and been proud of myself for creating a pairing someone actually liked... But this just... Guys. You cannot bring fantasy into the real world. Please just... Ugh...
To put it bluntly I'm not happy with you. With anyone. I'm a little pissed off frankly! Reality is no place for fictional pairings! And I know it hurts to have reality bitch-slapped into you! It hurt for me too! But ever since I started to really change and find things wrong with the different
Safety from Drama Ch. 23 +18
Ripped felt his heart both drop yet beat faster. The Proxy's mind began to swim. He opened his mouth to say something, trying to find the right words.
"I-... I lo-love you... Too..." He stammered, shocked.
What was Masky going to think? What was he thinking!? He both dreaded the thought of having Masky return to find that his lover had left him yet was overjoyed that his crush had finally found feelings for him.
BEN bit his bottom lip, shivering. He was so unsure. He had found signs that Masky was okay with this. Especially the dream. That was curious and almost unnerving to him, but he truly believed he loved Ripped. "Y-you do...?" His wide eyes met the Proxy's as his heart leapt into his throat.
Ripped was motionless, holding BEN's gaze. What was there to say? He felt like he couldn't breathe. He hoped his lungs would start to work again soon.
BEN shut his eyes and closed the bit of distance between them. He leaned up to softly lock their lips together, his fingers holding Ripped's a
Safety from Drama Ch. 22
BEN looked around only to find total darkness. "Hello...?" He cried, holding a hand to his mouth. The Hylian caught two figures approaching him. His eyes grew wide as the figures became clear. Masky smiled at him, while Ripped was holding up a poker face. Masky nodded to him sadly, then to his friend. He walked away as BEN held up a hand.
Crimson eyes shot open in shock. The sky was orange and twilight was nearly upon them. BEN sat up, holding his heart. "Masky... What does this mean...?"
"NO! Plea-" His words were choked as blood dripped into his mouth. The creature trotted away, fangs gleaming with crimson triumph. The Male figure slumped, going limp. His wounds had been reopened and now bled once more. He coughed once, blood spattering the bark of the tree.
Ripped jolted up, eyes wide as he clutched his chest. Good... He was still alive. His feet were propped up against the table while he rested in the corner of the couch.
BEN saw Ripped's eyes in the back of his mind. His ea
Safety from Drama Ch. 21
BEN only awoke when the sun had fully risen into the afternoon sky. He tried cuddling up to his lover only to realise he wasn't there. The Hylian felt his eyes well up with tears again. He blinked them away and stood, wandering onto the platform outside to get some fresh air. He breathed in the essence of the cool forest. A sigh soon followed.
StitcheZ had awoken already and was in the higher branches of an oak just outside. The smell of fresh rain lingered in the air. He listened to the birds with his legs crossed as he rested on the branch.
He held his violin in one hand as he listened intently, memorizing each note. The others were asleep still or grieving in their rooms. He looked down to see the Hylian had awoken.
BEN heard the violin and his ears perked. He looked up. Seeing the proxy in the trees made a small smile cross his face. The elven male assumed Pinkie was still asleep. She always slept late. But now that she was carrying a child, she probably wanted even more rest.