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"Uh… hey kid?" he speaks, not exactly as threatened as the boy was towards him.
The words alone seem to snap the boy out of his fear. Suddenly looking curious, he lowers his sword and tilts his head.
"Who are you? Are you another ghost?" he asks.
"I'm, um… Just some guy. Sorry about breaking into your house though."
"Woah."
Disarmed, the boy puts his sword back into the chest, eyes brightening up as he took another look over Z's appearance. He hops towards him, cheerfully extending his hand towards Z.
"It's okay, my name is Micha! I'm sorry for pointing a sword at you too. I thought you were a skeleton." Micha giggles, the previous fright on his expression having been washed away.
In which Z finds a very peculiar boy haunting his dreams.
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08 Jun 2026
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"Okay shithead, you just expect me to abandon my friend to an eldritch abomination?" Z snaps back. He's still in the water, folding his arms across the pool's ledge.
"…We're friends?"
"Oh fuck off, man. This is the last time I'll try to save you."
Instead of another insulting reply Z expects, Regect just… stands still. It's hard for Z to read him, especially because he doesn't really have a face to emote with, but he seemed almost confused.
"Wait, no actually?"
In which Z debates the nature of his relationship with Regect while trying to escape a liminal space full of pools over and over again. Featuring a friendly school of fish and their sick ass city.
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08 Jun 2026
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"Why are you so attached to that thing anyway?" He says, speaking like a disappointed parent. "It's insufferable, immature and defective. You'd have a better time getting your organs ripped out."
The boy's hand shifts towards the handle of the gun, yanking it forward and forcing their proximity. Z stays silent, helpless as he stares into the other's eyes. They're empty, milky white with pitch black pupils poked into the center; an uncanny imitation of life.
"Come on. I'll show you what real fear is. If only you'd let me in…"
Z has a nightmare. Or at least he hopes he does.
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08 Jun 2026
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Injured, exhausted, and unsure what’s real anymore, Ze is left to rely on the quiet care of those he’d never thought he’d actually see again. Wrapped a familiar voice and borrowed comfort, he clings to something that feels like home, even as doubt seeps in.
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08 Jun 2026
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"Dude, quiet the fuck down.." He rubs his eyes, getting ready to turn back to where he originally was resting, but heard ReGect scoff. "No. Moe is upset and I'm helping her so.. fuck off." He huffs. Ze glances at them, head whipping so fast that it made a small little pop. "Moe?"
or: a moe centered agere fic! our favorite clown has a nightmare, but her daddy and papa are there!
THIS IS NOT AGEPLAY. I DO NOT CONDONE ANY NSFW INTERACTION WITH ANY OF MY WORKS, I AM A MINOR.
original title was gonna be 'I love my two gay dads'
Bookmarked by Tortullaby7
07 Jun 2026