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Please give me more from Sope obviously about everything that is happening around him and ghost who all this time thought it was just friendly.

I need the dinner and how they realise that they are the best thing in the world for each other.

it is my honour to expand on soap being oblivious

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“…I mean, I’m not gay, but—I can appreciate when a man looks good, y’ken?”

Ghost pauses. Really pauses. As in, his forkful of food is held midair just out of reach of his next bite just so he can look at Soap. Really look.

Because he must’ve hit his head at some point to have thought to say something so… strange. Wrong, Ghost wants to think.

Now, Ghost realizes there isn’t a lot about life that he can be completely sure about. But when Soap had approached him—after months of back-and-forth flirting just teetering over the edge of something friendly, after growing and festering feelings developing between them—and asked Ghost if he wanted to go for dinner some time, just the two of them, Ghost had been certain it was a date.

And now Soap is here, sitting across from Ghost with his own fancy dinner, saying this. Unbelievable.

With a deep breath and one last incredulous look, Ghost sets down his fork. Folds his hands over the table, leans back in a chair that has no right to creak beneath his weight with the price they’re paying to be here.

“Say that again,” Ghost demands.

Soap stops mid-sentence, drawing his eyebrows together. A frown—pout—graces his lips, and maybe a minute prior to the present Ghost would be overcoming to urge to kiss it from Soap’s face.

“…I’m not gay?”

Ghost blinks. Levels Soap his most unimpressed stare in the hopes the cogs would start turning without further prompting. But Ghost isn’t so lucky, clearly.

“Why are we here?” Ghost tries instead.

“To eat dinner?” Soap winces like he knows the answer is wrong, but not like he knows why.

“At a nice restaurant,” Ghost says. “Just the two of us.”

Silence falls over them, nothing to break the sudden tension beyond the muted chatter and clinking of cutlery from other patrons.

“Can two friends not have dinner together?” Soap asks meekly. He’s finally begun to sound unsure of his words, shrinking in on himself under Ghost’s questioning gaze.

Ghost sighs. Softly, he urges, “Why did you invite me here, Johnny?”

Soap’s mouth opens and closes a few times as he works through this new problem like it’s an equation to solve, a mission to execute. He sits back, face contorting in deep thought before it eventually goes slack, wide-eyed and naive realization appearing as Soap finally looks back up at Ghost.

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

Soap drags his hands over his face, cheeks blooming a deep red as he groans into his palms. Ghost can’t help but watch on with a deep but fond exasperation.

“I just—I—this whole time—“

“Don’t need to explain yourself,” Ghost hums. He takes the opportunity to finally shove his forgotten forkful into his mouth. “Glad we could establish this is a date.”

Soap peeks out between his fingers. “You’re tellin’ me you… you agreed to this, thinking it was a date, while I—God, Simon,” he huffs. “You have awful taste in men.”

“At least I know when to come to terms with it.”

Soap scoffs and kicks Ghost’s shin under the table. “Haud yer wheesht.”

Ghost snickers. He jabs his now-empty fork in the direction of Soap’s plate. “Eat your food. Want to make this a real date later on.”

Soap’s face somehow turns an even brighter shade of red.

But he obliges.

And Ghost is very glad to know that he could, in fact, be certain about this one thing.

“Badabing badaboom.’

- Sun Tzu

Tommy’s streams really are something, huh?

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dream smp 12/08 event breakdown

here is a quick breakdown of the important events that happened on the dream smp on december 8th. if i messed anything up or missed something, please comment so i can change/add it! 

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(breakdown of yesterday’s set-up, 12/07) 

Dream tries to “bond” with Tommy, but we know that it is actually a manipulation tactic.

Philza gives Wilbur one of the Friendship Emeralds and plans to give Tommy the other. Wilbur gives Tubbo a compass that points to Tommy called “Your Tommy.” 

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Today’s events

Fundy makes anti-Technoblade propaganda.

HBomb gives Tommy two potions and one of his favourites disks in a chest called “Not out of Pity” along with a photo of the Queen with Tubbo and Vikkstar.

Tommy goes to find Techno’s house, after Dream told him he lived nearby. He gets there and Philza joins the server. He tells him that Techno will not be happy with him being there without him, and tells him to run. Dream joins the server, and Tommy runs home in fear.

Dream arrives at his camp and immediately tells Tommy to throw his armour and diamond axe in a hole, and makes him light the TNT himself. Despite this, Dream insists that he is there with Tommy because they are friends.

Tommy sees Tubbo in his camp in the distance. Tommy is sure that he is imagining it, though Ghostbur sees him too, but Dream and Philza do not see him. It is implied that Tommy really is hallucinating. 

Tommy wants to throw a party at his beach tomorrow and asks Dream for permission. He says it’s okay and wants to come. They decorate his camp for a lot of Tommy’s stream. 

Ghostbur brings Phil to his camp. Phil is wearing a new outfit to match Technoblade, and gives Tommy the Friendship Emerald.

Dream continues to gaslight Tommy, saying that he saw Tubbo’s in a chest in the community house, and reminds him that Tubbo never says hi to him when he joins.

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