#accelerate au

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Flame listens to any and all music, all the time. He very frequently blasts his playlist while repairing cars or during races.

Wemmbu does not listen to any songs because he's paid minimum wage and his phone is a Nokia he got when he was 14.

i know i'm writing them but i'm writing something so disgustingly cute for accelerate, that i am sickened the homosexuality i am able to think of.

MCYT react to Neon-Beatboxer Reader

Ft- C!Technoblade, Bench trio, C!Philza, NTT!Brutus/Orpheus, Accelerate Dream Team.

C!Technoblade

Now he doesnt really get it at first, like why so...neon

Like in regular daylight it kinda looks strange but then he saw you at night and was like "ohhhhh ok"

He honestly loves the style and is down with dying his hair again to make it glow in the dark, it'll just take alot of convincing lol.

The beat-boxing part though.

He is all for it. Loves the competitions and there is a really reaallly slim chance of him joining in. Never zero though so you test your luck ALOT.

Graffiti is his favorite part over all.

He loves the designs and colors. He may even let you graffiti his builds a bit if you beg enough.

So overall he loves the aspect of it all and would try it out himself sometime.

10/10 he loves it.

Bench Trio

They love your clothes like they think you are so cool. New role model acquired!

If you do underground secret (maybe illegal) Beat-boxing championships they will BEG you to go!

Especially Tommy.

Now if you do cave in then they will again beg you to dress them up appropriately for the championship, neon body paint, glow up eye contacts, temporary glow up hair dye and all the glow up clothes! Maybe even some glow up graffiti paint cans.

They are so hyped during the whole thing! Especially if you are in the championship!

They cheer the loudest for sure!

If you let them do graffiti for a bit afterwords they are gonna be so excited! signing their twitch/youtube names and all.

Be prepared for Tommy to tell sbi though and being a babysitter the whole time lol

9/10

C!Philza

You already know the drill with dadza.

He goes full parent mode making sure the body paint and hair dye isnt lethal and making sure you stay out of trouble.

But other then that hes chill.

No he wont dye his hair but he will entertain your ideas by painting his nails glow in the dark green and putting on glow body paint on his hands.

Best know he will show up to every championship ship to make sure you stay safe but he does enjoy it non the less.

He does have sensitive eyes though so he wont stick around for to long but he will be there most of the time.

If he can't make it he'll just send one of the sbi to watch you. (never tommy though, hes learned the hard way)

9/10 hes chill

NTT!Brutus/Orpheus

The moment you guys started getting along is the moment he knew you would rope him into something like this.

He does like it dont get him wrong, he even drags his band members to the championships and does all the get up. He does like to use the getup as an excuse to cosplay himself though.

His scars are is neon and glowing.

He even adds the pink hair strip. He blends right in with the crowd lol

but he is responsible and makes sure you are alright and he is the getaway driver when the feds show up to crash all the fun.

He loves your style and is shocked to find out your hair dye isnt temporary

he also thinks your beat-boxing is really cool and fun.

10/10 best getaway driver ever

Accelerate! Dream Team

They LOVE your style so much!

They also ADORE your car. (which is neon (f/c) and glows)

You obviously met at a race so they were really hyped when they saw a new competitor/racer

After the race they had went up to your car and knocked on the window to try and greet you.

When you got out of the car they were flabbergasted by your style, you were in full outfit ready to go to your underground championship. Glowing hair,body paint eye contacts outfit and all.

They immediatly knew they needed to go where-ever you were going so they introduced themselves and asked where you were heading, you took them to the championship and they loved it!

Sapnap got bodypaint that made him look like he had lava all over.

Dream just stuck with the green glow eye contacts

while george did the glow up nail polish and blue splotches of body paint on his face and the rest is history.

Sapnap definitely joins in on the beat-boxing championship though lol

——-(not all chapters have names yet)——-         The sleek black and white car was only just coming around the corner when it's opponent was already at the other end of the final strip. It’s purple accents shone brightly like a promise of victory but at the moment, it wasn’t very promising. Tommy groaned and dropped his face into his hands. What the fuck was he thinking, sponsoring a completely new racer that he didn't even know?! That had been stupid and impulsive even for him, and now it was coming back to bite him in the ass. Tommy couldn't watch. It was over, they had lo-

        The crowed gasped loud and Tommy couldn't help the way his head shot back up, eyes hungrily finding the race strip, raw with hope. The purple flash had already almost completely faded, but there he was. Ender was right up next to his challenger and absolutely gunning it, easily passing him, just in time for the final corner. When the fuck did he-?! The other racer clearly hadn't recovered from the shock by the time Ender cut him off ruthlessly, forcing him to swerve wildly. Such an aggressive move wasn't necessary, the newbie would have passed the man by a long shot without it, no matter how weak he was around curves. Tommy hollered like a madman when he broke the finish line. HOLY SHIT, we won!!

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Sometimes Brotherly Bonding is Amassing Several Felonies: (cw: guns, illegal activity)

A mass of red and blue painted the sky out on the near horizon, far more than just a couple measly officers, all surrounding an elegant black mercedez. A short burst in traffic flow brought Tommy almost right up to the scene, but it quickly halted again. The blonde's mouth fell open when he realized that it was no crash, certainly no DUI arrest, but a full felony traffic stop, and everyone else seemed just as eager to watch as he was.

        Felon or not, Tommy thought the amount of police that had responded was a tad excessive. Not that he would know any better, that was just a lot of flashing lights for a single guy who was so compliantly turning away and dropping to their knees. Every officer had their guns trained on the person's back as hands adorned with several rings came up to cup the back of their head, blossom pink hair falling over their face, parting around a divoted ear so a golden sword earring and an emerald could glitter against their skin. 

Holy fuck that was Technoblade. 

(...leave some to suspense :)..)

        Technoblade's screams of "No, no, no, no, no, no- !" cut off abruptly when they hit the ground. For a terrifying moment, his entire body jolted with pain, all his breath exiting his lungs in a mind numbing gasp and he was completely frozen with shock. His heart jumped up into his throat when the car skidded on only two wheels over the slippery dirt, Tommy fighting with the steering and ground wheels desperately to regain some semblance of control. Half the car dropped down into the poorly taken care of grass beside the road and jarred Tommy again, enough to bring him back to his senses and slam his foot back on the pedal, this time with more defined purpose to the way he jerked the wheel to get them back on course. His hands were still shaking like a mad man's and the vehicle hadn't stopped bouncing from the impact, but they were fully on the road again, spraying dirt and pebbles in their wake.

        In Tommy's adrenaline fueled, scared shitless mind, that whole circus of fearing every breath might be his last had gone on for far too long. To the rest of the world, it had only been a few minutes. 

        None of the patrol cars dared follow them, even if they had been able to turn in time.

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Driving felt dangerous. 

        He was too angry and upset to care whether or not he swerved off to either side of the rode and crashed. His speed was only fifty, but it felt fast--too fast. Every twitch into one direction, every massive truck that could flatten him in his car like a bug on a windshield, every blinding flash of someone's headlights in his eyes that could send him careening off course...it scared him. It felt like just enough moments not completely focused on keeping him on the road in the right direction would inevitably lead to destruction. Even so he couldn’t stop fading in and out of the present, speed slowly raising to 55…60…70…

        Tommy would love this, Tubbo thought. He would have no problem with the speed, no problem with the winds blowing his hair, even though it would just as soon tear him apart. 

        Numbly he noticed that he had drifted over to ride the center line. He should really fix that before something bad happened, but he really couldn't bring himself to care.

It was fine, Tubbo decided. This road was always empty anyway, and no one else would be out here this late at night.

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Dead Man's Hand:

  "Are you old enough to be gambling?" Quackity raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

        "I don't know, am I old enough for you to collect money off my already illegal races?"

        The man paused his shuffling for a millisecond. "...You look young for 21, but that's not my business. Five card?"

        "Yes."

        He dealt and dropped the keys to the car into the pot. "Jacks are wild." They both picked up their cards. 

        One pair...two pair and one is high...and a wild card. This is a great fucking hand!

(...)

        Tommy flipped over his hand. Eight of Spades, Eight of Clubs, Ace of Spades, Ace of Clubs, and a Jack. "Full house."

Him or Reddoons

Backrooms au was just released!! go read it while you're waiting for ch.2

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