Phosphorescence | Eret x fem!reader [DISCONTINUED]

Falling [15]

(Decided to draw Y/N's outfit :] )

"Y/N?"

"Yes?"

"Wanna build a giant penis?"

"Oh, you know me so well, Purpled. Let's go," the two of us run out of the castle, leaving Eret spluttering in confusion. Purpled and I take turns being in front, and sometimes keep pace.

"Realistic dick or good 'ol classic dick?" I ask Purpled, trying not to smirk about how terrible that would sound to a bystander.

(PLEASE I CANT IM SORRY IM CACKLING WRITING THIS)

"I," the boy cuts himself off with a giggle before continuing, "Classic, but let's make it huge. And in an annoying place."

"So floating in the sky in front of Swearing Child's House?" I ask. "Yes, maybe off the cliff would be better, constantly in view, yet everyone is too lazy to put in the effort to get it," the brunette replies, his heterochromatic eyes still gleaming.

We run through the community house, side by side. "I'm gonna make a dick with a girl," Purpled giggles out to Antfrost and George, in a sing song tone whilst they were having a placid conversation.

"What the fuck?!" I hear George yell out as we leave along the path. I giggle, as does Purpled while I speak, "That sounded so bad, oh my Ender."

"Hehe, yeah, it really did," he says as we pass my old home. I slow, taking a look at the place, remembering the nice times, but then pick the pace back up, getting back in unison with Purpled.

{PURPLED POV}

I run alongside Y/N, she wears a smile on her face as her h/l hair streams out behind her with her f/c cape. I guess I'll have to hang out with her more, since she's all that Punz will talk about.

Like he's obsessed with her. He doesn't even have a chance, her and Eret are mooning over each other. I swear Punz is dumb for even thinking of liking her.

I look over at Y/N, just as she looks over at me as well. "We're a boy band," I tell her, a joke already bubbling up in my head.

"Oh really? Please tell me more, kind sir," she replies, eyes filled with curiosity as we walk past the Targay. "We're NSYNC, get it?" I giggle out as she facepalms, a smile appearing on her s/t (skin tone) face.

"I hate how I understand the reference, Purp," she groans as we finish our ascent up the stairs. "Purp?" I ask, the new nickname has a special ring to it, nobody's ever given me a nickname. " I like that."

I best keep Y/N as a friend. She's gonna be a special one, I can just tell.

{Y/N POV}

Purpled and I round the corner to Tommy's house, and we build a small bridge far out into the sky for our "masterpiece." We drone through lighthearted conversation and occasional jokes, somehow getting to the topic of our love lives.

"Purp, I swear, there's no girls your age on the SMP for you to even get in the first place, how can you have 10?" I shoot.

"Well if you can get one guy, I can get 10 girls!" he claps back, causing me to stop. "Purpled. I don't even have a boyfriend." "Yes you do silly, Eret exists! Of course you've got a guy."

"What?!" I splutter out, and if it wasn't for the fact that he had hidden behind the penis, I would've definitely chucked my boot at his face.

(I ALMOST TYPED 'his penis' INSTEAD OF 'the penis' I MUST BE CAREFUL, THIS IS A 21 YEAR OLD AND A SIXTEEN OR SEVEMTEEN YEAR OLD)

"Mhm, and you can't even decline it because I saw you guys pretty much kiss, he is so going to t-" I cut the boy off. "We are not going to go there, you're a fuckin minor and I can legally drink! We are not gonna talk that shit."

"Sheesh, fine Ms. Grumpypants," Purpled mutters in a fairly teasing tone. The conversations and jokes resume, and the touchy topic is put to rest.

And now... we step back on the thin bridge, side by side, looking at the beautiful penis we built. "So. We should probably get rid of the bridge now," I say, tipping my head towards Purpled's, my head lightly bumping his shoulder.

"Oh, yeah! Whoever gets the most blocks wins," the boy challenges, a boyish grin painting his face. "Prepare to lose, Purple boy!" I retort, determination laced in my voice strongly.

Safe to say, that went bad.

"Purp! Come on. Let me back! I'll jump if I have to. When I get back, I'm going to beat you," I threaten the boy, trapped by a large space between the now two bridges.

"Maybe. You jump and if you fall, I might help you up," the boy says, a devilish smirk flowing onto his face like water in a stream bed. I sigh, before reluctantly making my decision aloud, "Fine."

I step back a few paces, then begin running, pushing off the ground as hard as my legs will allow. The edge of the dirt, beneath my right foot, my left foot in the air. I push off before I can have any second thoughts, my legs still churning the air but stopping. I reach my arms out, looking at the boy wearing purple before turning my attention back towards the other bridge.

Less than an arm's length away from it, I feel my legs already in the shade that it casts. No no no no, I think, panic welling as I dip lower and lower, still coming closer and closer. I hear a thud, then a sharp pain slits through my chin like a clap of thunder. My hands go limp, not even wrapping around the edge of the dirt bridge in my agony.

I let out a scream of pain, cut short ass the wind is knocked out of me. My back hits the ground, my body crumpling into a heap. I suffer for a few seconds- or maybe minutes -as I attempt to breath again. My lungs feel like deflated balloons with a few pinprick holes. Almost useful, but just barely not.

Darkness caresses the edge of my vision, her politely asking me to give in, and I feel her tugging me. I blink, sitting up instead of following the pull of the darkness. I take a breath in, just noticing the warmth falling down my face. Tears.

"Y/N! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry," the voice of my companion cuts the air, the face peaking into the edge of my vision as he kneels beside me. He wraps me in his arms, still apologising.

"Hey. You really have nothing to apologise for, you couldn't control what happened to me, you were being a boy your age! Calm down, and let's get home," I softly scold the taller, looking up into his bewildered eyes.

I begin to stand, and he follows my lead, however nagging me to make sure that I'm fine. This aught to be a long walk home.