#stopa fics

Pmshiweek day: i dont remember. But the theme is normal day. Art by @hellfeels with their permission A Normal Day The smell of breakfast is in the air, causing me to wake up and get ready for the day ahead of me. The routine for days like these was simple. Wake up, shower, breakfast, brush my teeth, and leave for whatever job I had to do. It used to be that I dreaded mornings like this. Not anymore. “Can you smell what the Gold’s cookin’ Silver?”. Gold places two plates on the kitchen table and puts eggs and bacon on both of them. It wasn’t very creative, but, it was good enough for me. “I just want to eat what the Gold’s cooking”, I reply tiredly. I’m not a morning person-Gold certainly is. He’s up and early everyday to do the same thing I do, but cooking on top of it. I used to hate mornings for their boredom and my sheer tiredness paired with lack of inspiration to get up. But, for the past couple years, I think I grew out of that habit. “How is it Silver?”, Gold asks, eagerly waiting for my response which is always… “I think it tastes perfect”, I answer, a slight smile forming on my lips as I eat. How could one not smile when the person sitting in front of them is sitting with the biggest grin in the world?

Edit: ????? Its not even, you know math isnt my best subject but I posted this on the WRONG DAY whatever

Pmshi week day 2: magic!! Art by @hellfeels with their permission! The song im referencing is everytime we touch :) Magic That's what I feel when I’m with you. That is what I feel when we sing to each other up on this stage. Cause everytime we touch I get this feeling And everytime we kiss I swear I could fly I fall and you catch me, a maneuver called a dip, and add a kiss in accordance to the song’s lyrics. I reply in tune when you pull me close, hand on my heart. Can’t you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last We pull away and walk opposite from each other, despite the need to do the opposite. But there are fans to please and a show to be put on. Need you by my side We slowly walk to each other again, ready to finish the performance.When we brush each other, as if on cue, electric visuals pop up behind us as we linger for a moment. Cause everytime we touch I feel the static We kiss again, minus the dip, but more passionately this time. And everytime we kiss I reach for the sky To illustrate the lyric I drop to the ground, held up by my co-star, and hold my hand close to his face. Again, he places a hand on my heart, feeling my steadily increasing heart beat. Can't you feel my heart beat so, I can’t let you go Want you in my life In that moment, a ring is placed on my finger, and the stage screen zooms in on us. “Silver, you’ve made this a magical night. Is it in your Soul to let my Heart be filled with Magic every night for the rest of our lives?”. At his proposal the crowd goes wild. Thousands scream at us but they fall to deaf ears. Its as if magic had put us in our own uninterruptible world inhabited by just us two. “Yes, Gold. A thousand times yes.”