These Are A Little Old From When I Can Be The One You Call Just Came Out With The Bdubs Part, But I Figured

These are a little old from when I Can Be The One You Call just came out with the Bdubs part, but I figured people would like em.

This is from a fanfic by @mayflowers07 and AO3. It left a big impact on me 0_0

Sarah and Achilles are probably my favorite couple

There was a silence at the shore today. Salty wind blew Grian's dirty blond hair around his face. Even from this new perspective, he could describe the color of the water. It was too luminescent and pure to put into words, but Mumbo did so anyway, emptying the pit in Grian deeper.

"It's incredible..." Mumbo muttered, "what do you call that? Pearlesent blue-green?"

"I don't think we've got a Crayola for this yet," Scar chuckled nervously.

"Tell me when it drops!" Ren joked.

Doc was just as silent as Grian. Doc wanted to define and bring names and explanations for everything he was seeing and categorize it into facts... But there was a wall of iridescent water no more than meter in front of the group. Doc was wrong. It wasn't consistent; it was exponential and there was limited time before it went all the way up. The light that drifted through it danced on the sand. Doc wanted, as much to disprove it, to reach down and touch the glassy light and take it with him.

Grian knelt down and grabbed some of the sand in the effected light zone. He let it fall through his fingers, and his eyes softened at its crystal disguise. It was just sand, but it too was beautiful. It was light and airy and smooth.

"I'm getting a little freaked out to be honest," Ren muttered, "I think I'm gonna head home."

"I'm gonna second Ren," Scar eased.

"You guys don't have to stay," Grian breathed.

Scar and Ren began to walk away. Mumbo hesitated to leave, but he didn't know what he was doing here, so he turned and left.

Doc and Grian were silent for several more moments before Doc asked a question:

"Don't you want to go down there?"

"More than anything."

Doc knelt down and put his hand in the warm water. "We're going down."

Part 7

Been making albums into OCs, so here’s my oc as an song

Not one to one, but hey! The motivation of this is just the song, not really the album cover though. This is Neil by the way, feel free to ask about the silly guy

Sorry Zed truers… This is from my freshmen year and summed up our drum majors. Ill remember you third drum major… I always will…

Goretober day 2. This is Everett, The Flesh. (Previously The Perforator) he’s my husband

Based on the Blue Oyster Cult’s album Agents of Fortune