This is a request.@YaLikeJazzBruh said "I think George should be a painter that was assigned to paint what a prince would look like from the Victorian Era?? Lmao, I don't know and Sapnap comes along to watch George paint and BAM Dream comes out and is like "What where the frick am I," and yes I don't know if that makes sense but you know History isn't my major-," Thank you for the request. I am on a roll today so I will finish this one today because it's next on my list.
This is some history about the victorian era. In the history of the United Kingdom, the Victorian era was the period of Queen Victoria's reign, from 20 June 1837 until her death on 22 January 1901. The era followed the Georgian period and preceded the Edwardian period, and its later half overlaps with the first part of the Belle Époque era of Continental Europe. In terms of moral sensibilities and political reforms, this period began with the passage of the Reform Act of 1832.
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"So, what are you painting today," Sapnap asked one of his best friends. "My boss assigned me to paint a picture of what a prince would look like in the victorian era," George said as he began to mix some colors. "Oh, it looks pretty good so far," Sapnap says with a smile. The painting only had the shoulders of the prince. "A lot of green," Sapnap says pointing at all of the green on the painting. "That's his favorite color," George says sassily. George blends a few colors to get a tan color. George began painting the guy's neck. "I will probably finish this tonight and then give it to my boss in the morning when it is dry," George says letting the brushstroke itself on the canvas. "What's his name?" Sapnap says sitting right next to George. "Um, (George looks around). He is my Dream man, so I will call him Dream," George said fangirling over the painting. Sapnap rolls his eyes and laughs. "I thought this was for your boss?" SapNap said with his fist on his face. "Oh, I forgot about that, sigh, I have to give it to him (he is talking about his boss by the way). I am sorry Dream," George said running a hand down the dry part of the canvas. SapNap starts busting out laughing. "You are in love with a painting of a man from almost a century ago," Sapnap says in between giggles. George just blushes and continues painting. "His jawline is going to be so sharp," George said he finished the neck. "Oh, my," Sapnap said rolling his eyes. "What's the face going to look like?" Sapnap asks as he watches George's brush go from side to side. "I can't draw faces that well, so he is going to wear a mask. Like a white mask with a smiley face. You will still see his charming white smile though," George says in a daze. "Ooo, that will be cool!" Sapnap says with a smile. (Sapnap is just going to ask George questions until I run out of the question or I have enough words or until I get lazy and do a time skip). "Is there going to be a sad anime backstory for why he wears the mask or are you just going to tell your boss you can't draw eyes and noses?" SapNap questions with a smirk. "Sad anime backstory. It all started when Dream was born. He has always been a fighter, he always fought for what was right. So when his kingdom got raided, he was the first one out on the battlefield. He didn't want anyone to get hurt in his kingdom. So he fought three hundred people by himself. Dream ended up winning the battle, but with a cost. He got slashed right across the face. That was his memory that he saved his kingdom. Of course, Dream didn't want to scare the kids so he always wore a mask. That's the sad anime backstory," George said with a smile. In the time he was telling the backstory George finished the outline of the face and the background. "Oh, what color is his hair going to be?" Sapnap asked looking up from his phone. "Dirty Blonde," George said with a smile. "Here is a good question, how tall is he going to be?" Sapnap questions the older boy. "Oh, that's a good question. He will be probably about 6"3 or 6"4, I like my men how I like my rollercoasters, tall," George jokingly says with a wink. Sapnap chuckles a bit. He knew it was a joke though. The part about the rollercoasters, because George hates rollercoasters and heights. The tall men part wasn't tho. But for some reason, he likes tall men? Like wouldn't you be scared of them too? "Well I am going to head to bed, you can stay up and finish," Sapnap said and then he walked out of frame. "Okay," George said. George was determined to finish his Dream man, painting thing by tonight. George drank his ice-cold water and began painting again.
Time skip to the morning. George finished at like twelve in the morning and then went to bed because he was so tired. Time skip to when George goes to check on his painting. Time skip brought to you by me listening to ASMR and time skip also brought to you by me in Spanish paying attention.
"Now all I have to do is turn the painting into my boss," George says as he walks into his painting studio. George looks to where the canvas was and there was nothing on the canvas. "You've got to be kidding me," George yells as he rolls his eyes. Just then George is brought in a headlock with a hand over his mouth. "Who are you and where am I," The person says in a proper accent. "I am George and you are?" George said as he pushed himself out of the person's grip. George looks at the person and sees it is the man in the painting he painted and damn he was tall. "The name I was given by you is Dream, so that is my name," Dream said with his charming smile. George blushed. "I am not blushing over a painted man," George tried to convince himself. "George? Why is your face the color of a tomato?" Dream asked looking down at the boy. "I-, n-nothing," George says blushing. "Oh wow, hot tamale, who is he?" Sapnap says walking into George's art studio. "This is-," George was rudely interrupted by Dream. "Hello my name is Dream," Dream said as he extended his hand to shake Sapnaps hand. Sapnap shook his hand, confusion present on his face. "Dream? How old are you?" Sapnap asked drinking his morning coffee. "I was twenty-one, but it's been years, so I think I am about one hundred and eighty-three (that is a twenty-twenty minus when the victorian era started)?" Dream said. Both SapNap and George look at him in shock. "George, I knew you like old men, but not that old (that was a joke by the way)-," Sapnap was rudely interrupted by George "Bitch (bad word), shut up, I have never dated in my life," George says smacking Sapnaps coffee out of his hands. The mug drops and for some reason doesn't break, but the coffee gets all of the floors. "Clean that up, I am going to show Dream around the town," George said sassily. SapNap rolled his eyes and got to cleaning.
And that is where our story ends. Sapnap is still cleaning up the coffee slip and Dream and George got married. Congratulations George, you have married a painting. In the end, I am lazy and don't ask for a part two (yet), or else I will have your head on a stake. My ramen is boiling right now and my break is almost over.
Ya, that's about it. If anybody reads this, you request if you want. Bye and always remember this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are. So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place. If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was. Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. And feel free to request if you want. But I only do fluff, because my heart can't take pain right now. /) have a nice day and stay safely hydrated.
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