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charmedbystars · 10 months

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Hey darling! Do you think you could write about e-42 miles realising his girlfriend needs glasses and having to force her to the opticians,please?

pairing: e-42 miles x stubborn reader

summary: miles realizes you need glasses, but you're adamant of not needing them.

content: no warnings!

a/n: i absolutely loved this request and i FEEL this because i hate glasses and live off of contacts only. i hope this is close to what you wanted:))))

miles and y/n had been dating for a couple of months now. it wasn’t a recent relationship where they both needed to be hesitant around each other, you guys were wayyy past that stage as shown by each other’s constant teasing and messing around. of course, miles was a bit closed off and reserved, but you were breaking down his walls surely and you were positive you guys had no boundaries at this point.

everyone at brooklyn visions academy was shocked when they found out you two were dating. you were pretty known around school and were nice to everyone, being the opposite of miles, who had a small group of guys that he didn’t even hang with outside of school.

now, you guys didn’t announce it and it was more of a “private but not secret” relationship, so you nor miles paid attention to the chatter.

which brings everything to you sitting in math class, the only class you have with your boyfriend. thankfully there was no assigned seating in that class so you sat next to miles. as much fun as it was sitting with miles, there was a problem… being that all you wanted to do was talk to him all class period.

“i was thinking we go to that new bakery that opened and drop some off at your mom’s wor-”

“y/n l/n, would you please tell me what’s the answer to the equation on the board?” the teacher cut you off, obviously annoyed by your chatter.

standing up, you walked to the board and looked at the equation before telling her the answer, there was no way you got into visions and didn’t know how to answer this question. “mmm teacher think she slick trying to embarrass me,” you thought. the teacher raised an eyebrow, confused as to why you stood up and walked all the way to the board when you could’ve told her the answer from your desk. honestly, you didn’t even notice what you did. you just walked back to your desk peacefully and sat down again.

“ma, you know you could’ve just told her, no need for all that walking up and down like this is a fashion show.” rolling your eyes at miles, “the school is my runway,” you responded.

the rest of that class zoomed by and it was time for lunch. you and miles had your own little schedule for lunch, some days you guys would sit together and other days you would sit with your respective friends. today was one of those days that you guys would sit together though. walking together to the lunch line, there was a menu posted up on a board. usually, you just look at the board and go tell the lunch ladies what you wanted. looking at the menu, you squinted and looked at the menu for a couple of seconds before rubbing your eyes and going to the lunch ladies. normally, anyone would’ve ignored that small gesture, but miles being very observant of everything, noticed your action.

getting your lunches and walking over to a bench to eat lunch outside, miles gave you a nudge, “you good, ma? no headache or somethin’?”

“huh? no, i’ve been good all day, how come?” you asked.

“nuthin’ just askin’ amor.”

and that was the end of that. the rest of the school day went by pretty quick too, which then came up your idea of going to the bakery that you were talking about in math class. walking to the bakery was pretty peaceful and it wasn’t far from the school, only a couple blocks down. the bakery was cute and it’s design being very minimalistic, other than the glass case full of different pastries.

immediately walking up to the glass case to take in all of its beauty, miles walked up behind you, “get whatever you want, mama. let’s pick up something for my mom too, just like you said,” you looked over your shoulder and grinned. there was so much to choose from that you didn’t even know what you wanted. deciding to get something to eat there and getting a box to go, you ordered a strawberry cupcake, miles just went with a classic cheesecake.

“they have milkshakes and smoothies. do you want something to drink with your cupcake?”

glancing over at the overhead menu, you squinted and squinted, but nothing helped. “uhm, do you mind reading out the flavors for me please?” you asked miles politely.

“can you not see the board?”

“i can, i just want to hear your voice,” you tried defending yourself, but miles already seemed suspicious of you. deciding not to point it out in that moment, miles read out the menu and you made your choice.

wrapping everything up and going back to miles’ place, walking in you both greeted rio. miles let her know about the pastries you guys brought back before heading to his room (door has to be cracked open, according to rio). in miles’ slightly tidy room, you sat yourself on the ground and proceeded to pull out all notebooks to work on all the homework you were assigned. while looking over your notes to get started on your homework, miles suddenly interrupted your train of thoughts.

“hey ma, i was thinking you should get your eyes checked,” he said.

“miles what did you just say?”

“not in that way, but like go to those doctors and get glasses. i’ve been noticing you squinting or not being able to read boards and stuff.”

you glanced over at him and shook your head, “i think i’m fine, i don’t need no doctors or anything.”

miles just shrugged, deciding not to argue with you at that moment. it definitely wasn’t the end there especially when miles cares about your well-being dearly, but he just put it on the back of his head for now.

skipping to the next day, you were in class with miles when the teacher decided to do powerpoint notes. you groaned in your mind at the fact. you didn’t want to admit you needed glasses, plus it’s completely normal for people not being able to see far away. there’s literally nothing wrong, is what you continued to tell yourself. trying to jot down the notes as best as you can, you snuck a look over at miles’ paper, deciding to copy his notes since you couldn’t really see the board. suddenly, miles shifted his position causing you to not be able to see his paper.

“psst, miles can you please let me copy your notes?” you whispered. he shifted his paper back to you so you can copy his notes, before saying, “what did i tell you yesterday, y/n?” you chose not to reply, pretending that you didn’t hear him, continuing to copy his notes. “i know you hear me, babe,” he kept on trying to tell you until you asked the teacher if you could use the bathroom. your thought process being that leaving might get him to drop it. miles just huffed knowing that you wouldn’t listen to him, when an idea popped in his head.

you returned from the bathroom around seven minutes later. knowing that you had even more notes to catch up on, you picked up your pencil and quickly dropped it when you looked down at your notebook.

your notebook was flipped to random page and the words, “GET UR EYES CHECKED” was written across the page. you sent a glare over at the only person that could be the culprit.

“if i make an appointment, will you get off my back?” you asked.

“of course, baby,” miles gave you the purest smile as if he has done no wrong. you rolled your eyes at him before bringing at hand to sit over your mouth, trying to hide the smile growing on your face. you knew your boyfriend meant well, so there was no way that you were actually mad or annoyed at him.

the rest of the class went by fast now that you had miles cooperating with you and willing to share notes quickly. by the end of class, miles pulled you out of class quickly with a tug of your wrist to the cafeteria. getting your lunch and going to your bench, miles pulled out his phone, shuffling through apps and the internet looking for the nearest optometrist. finding one and pulling up their phone number, before he called them to book you an appointment, he told you, “sabes que lo hago porque te quiero mucho? i love you.” you simply looked away, hiding your face and mumbling the three precious words back.

miles booked you an appointment about three days later from when he called. there was no doubt that miles was going to the appointment with you. you would've asked to come with you if he hadn't anyways.

you've never been to an optometrist before so naturally you were nervous. you thought you would be able to have miles with you the whole time, but your lifeline was broken when you were pulled into a room in the back and miles couldn't go with you. frowning when you had to let go of your boyfriend’s hand, miles gave you a reassuring squeeze.

the whole process was weird for you, the drying eye drops, looking into a little hole and seeing a hot air balloon, and the constant asking of "which is better? one to two?" but finally everything was over. you went back to sit in the waiting room with miles, telling him about the weird experience. a couple minutes of waiting around when the optometrist called you back and miles was allowed with you this time.

"well, you do need glasses and here's the prescription. we have a couple options of glasses out on display that you can try on or order some elsewhere simply with proof of your prescription."

you took the paper and thanked the doctor. leaving hand in hand in miles, you didn't even wanna look at his face knowing that he would have a smug "i told you so" look on his face. you walked in the direction of the display glasses, looking at each one by one. grabbing a simple one with your favorite color as the frames, you tried them on and looked in the mirror before looking over at miles.

"sooo, what do you think?"

"i think you look like a cute nerd."

"shut up because both of us know who the actual nerd is here," you crossed your arms.

"i'm just joking, mami. i like those on you."

you hummed before going to the front desk and asked for those frames. the lady at the counter put in an order for you and told you that it would take about a week and a half for them to be ready. you nodded and proceeded to pay when miles grabbed your hand and moved it so he could pay.

"i'm paying babe. you look cute in them so it's on me," he said and tapped his phone on the card reader before you could protest. you were thankful that the optometrist here didn't charge you a whole kidney for them because you knew glasses could be expensive.

walking out the optometrist, you wanted to hold your tongue but you knew miles had a point in it all, "thank you for taking care of me, amor," you mumbled. miles stopped on the sidewalk and pulled you into a hug.

"i would say i told you so after everything, but i'm always here to you, mama." giving you a peck, you both continued to stroll down the sidewalk, holding each other's hands on the way to the dorms.

"miles?" he gave a hum in response. "can we get ice cream before we go back to the dorms?" you asked.

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ohitsjustgen · 6 months

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Miles Morales (1610) x Reader

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This is my longest story yet. Ideas just randomly come to me at 2 AM😭

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Love songs by Kaash Paige was blaring in your ears while you were doing your chemistry worksheet humming along to the lyrics. Although you couldn't shake the feeling that someone was staring at you? Eyes piercing through your skin.

You look to your right and see an unfamiliar dark skinned boy. As your eyes meet he quickly looks away looking back at his empty worksheet. You find it kinda weird that he would just be staring with no real cause. Was something on your face? Were you humming too loud? You look around to see everyone talking with their peers or working alone on their own worksheet. You look back over to where the boy is seated. He seems to be talking to his peer sitting next to him. You brush it off and proceed to work on your worksheet.

The bell suddenly alarms saying that it's time to transition to the next period. You scoot your chair back and pick up your backpack, placing your supplies inside. "Miles and Peter, can you please make your way over to my desk?" Announcing Mr. Taylor, our chemistry teacher.

You sling the backpack over your shoulder as you place your phone into your pocket and walk out of the room but not before saying "Bye Mr. T" as you always do. He calls out behind you "Bye Y/N, see ya tomorrow."

Not thinking too much about the situation that just happened, you walk to your locker to meet up with your friends Joseph and Jade

You see that they have already arrived at your locker. "Hey you guys" you say letting a smirk plaster onto your face. "Heyyy Y/N" Jade says widening her arms for a hug. You cringe at the thoughts of hugs. "Girl, you know I don't do those." you say getting stiff. "Oh right my bad". Jade, who prefers to be called J, holds out her hand to do your "secret" handshake. Turning to Joseph you ball your fist and give him a fist bump.

You've known Joseph and J for about a year. While reading "The Hunger Games" in the library Jade came up to you with a big goofy smile blabbering about how the author is her favorite yada yada. Joseph came and apologized for her actions. After that first encounter, I knew we would've been the best of friends.

"Have you seen the new guy?" Asks Jade.

"What new guy?" You ask putting your bookbag into the locker and grab your computer, composition notebook and a mechanical pencil.

"I believe his name is Kyle?" questions Jade.

"His name is miles dumbass" Corrects Joseph

You think for a moment. "Actually I have a miles in my class"

"Was he cute?" Whispers Jade

"I dunno I didn't stay to see which one was miles" you shurg. You close your locker after getting all of your belongings.

"Ight I'll see you guys after class" says Joseph as he puts his hands in his pockets and walks off. We wave goodbye and begin to walk the opposite direction.

"So when are you going to start dating again y/n??"

While rolling your eyes, you see the same boy who was staring at you, in the hallway laughing with the guy he was sitting next to in chemistry.

"Hello??? Earth to y/n?" Jade says waving her hand in front of your face. You snap out of your trance and look at Jade. She looks at you and looks back at the boy you were just staring at.

"OoOoOoOo are you in love?"

"No" You'd state blankly walking through the halls to get to your Geometry class.

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Once you and Jade make it to class you sit next to each other and pull out your composition notebooks and mechanical pencils.

"UGHHH I hope Mr. Smith isn't here today."

"Same girl, same" you say knowing you forgot to complete the homework he assigned last night.

And to your surprise Mr. Smith didn't arrive but a Substitute teacher did.

By the looks of it he was a tall yet lankey fair skinned male, with dreads, and peircings.

"Ello class, m' her' in replacemen' fo' Mr. Smith I reckon? Honestly I dunno one thing about Geometry so ya can do whatever"

The honestly was much appreciated. Much appreciated because Mr. Smith is the same way yet he assigns work that he can't even explain. It's frustrating to try to do the work yourself.

The dark-skinned boy from before walks into the class extremely late. He's panting maybe because he was running? He looks at our sub in shock. The curly haired boy mumbles under his breath something along the lines of "What are you doing here?!" The teacher, who we don't know the name of yet, tells him he has it under control.

"Right I forgo' to mention, The names Hobie, otherwise known as Spider Punk"

The class laughs as he says the last part in a matter-of-a-fact tone.

"What are you? A rip off version of Spiderman?" Yells a female classmate

The rest of the class snickers at her remark. Hobie chuckles as well finding it amusing that we didn't believe him. The fair skinned boy who was running late takes a seat behind you and puts his head down groaning. You hear this and decide to confront him to make sure he's ok.

You turn around to face him.

"Rough first day?" You say leaning your head onto your knuckles.

He lifts up his head to face you.

"You have no idea"

"Names Y/N" you say with a friendly smile.

A smirk forms across the boys face "Miles"

"Oh yea and sorry about staring at you earlier..creepy I know but it was harmless I swear" he says putting his hands up defensively.

"It's alright I didn't think nun of it anyway" you say chuckling

J leans and whispers something into your ear

"I'll leave you two love birds alone"

You playfully hit the fair skinned girl as she gets up from her seat and sits next to her other peer she knew in this class.

LOVE. FEAT. ZACARI. by Kendrick Lamar and Zacari began to play.

Surprisingly your Beats headphones were loud enough that the boy heard it himself.

"Oh you like Kendrick Lamar too?" Asks the boy

"Oh uhm yea. He's a good artist. Who do you listen to?" You ask wanting to know more about him.

"More along the lines of Kendrick Lamar, Frank Ocean, Russ, YK Osiris, Vedo. Those types of artists." He says while counting the artists on his fingers.

"I only know 2 of those artists" you say chuckling

"Dang, you're really missing out" he says pulling out his phone to show the songs he recommends

You guys exchange playlists and point out the songs you know and don't. Suddenly the bell rings alarming you that it's time for lunch.

"Need someone to sit next to?" You ask getting up from your chair

"Yea that would be nice" Miles says doing the same

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While grabbing an apple and putting it into your tray you turn to miles to ask more questions.

"Batman or Superman?"

"Batman, I like to keep my identity secret AND I'm a night owl"

You nod in response

"Catwoman or Wonder woman"

"Catwoman, nothing specific I just like her costume" you say shrugging

You usher the boy to your usual spot in the cafeteria. While placing your tray down you point to your friends to give introductions.

"Jade this is Miles, Miles Jade, Joseph Miles, Miles Joseph"

They exchange glances and waves as the two of you sit down.

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A/N: If I get at least 40ish likes on this story I'll do a part 2

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justmeinadaze · 7 months

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Take It Out On Me Part 21 (Steddie X Plus Size Reader)

A/N: Ok so I wanted to do kinda like a Scream like thing but didn't realize until I started writing this out that I'm limited by the technology of the 80s lol But I made it work with what I had lol I hope you enjoy.

There is a 2 year time jump from the last chapter.

Warnings: Daddy Steve/ Sir Eddie & Sub Fem Plus Size Reader; SMUT, of the rougher variety, they are roleplaying and she asks them to be this way and scare her, spitting, choking, slapping, spanking, threatening, brief knife play (they tear off her dress), public play (in the school after hours), handcuffs, FLUFF near the beginning and very end (aftercare is given of course <3 ), ANGST, this is a role-play and everyone has given consent especially the reader, I WOULD NEVER WRITE A VERSION OF THESE TWO THAT WOULDNT STOP IF SHE SAID THE SAFE WORD!, they do call her and threaten her over the phone, she's chased down a hallway, lots of intimidation.

Word Count: 4198

Two years had passed since the incident with Eddie’s mom and he seemed to be doing so much better. He had really been focusing in on his music and Corroded Coffin spent every other night practicing and doing whatever they could to save money for some studio time.

Steve still worked at Family Video with Robin but he had been looking into other alternatives like opening his own business. His friend and her current girlfriend had suggested the three of them start a non-profit to help kids who were kicked out of their homes or on the run due to unfortunate circumstances. You three understand that better than most and that was one of her greatest fears when it came to telling her family about her sexuality.

You were on your senior year at college and ready to graduate. Taking Steve’s advice (and Eddie’s adamant approval of the idea), you majored in teaching with a minor in English hoping to teach high school kids in the future. Your courses required an internship and one teacher at Hawkins High was more than accommodating.

“Y/N! Always good to see you. How are the other troublemakers?”

“They’re good, Mr. C. I do have a favor to ask if that’s alright.”, you giggle.

As soon as Eddie found out, he was so overjoyed like a kid in a candy store.

“Mr. C! How’s my favorite teacher?!”

“Jesus Christ. Hello, Mr. Munson. How can we help you today?”, he sighed.

He always acted annoyed but you knew he cared about the metalhead like he did all his other students.

“Oh, I’m just here to have lunch with the love of my life. Sweetheart, get out so you don’t get too jealous.”

You laugh at his antics as the teacher rolls his eyes.

“It’s been 5 years.”, you announce as Steve steps into the living area, drying his hair.

“Uh, I’ve been in the shower for like 15minutes but okay.”

“No, you goof. It’s been 5 years since we got together. Well, I mean, since you cornered me in a classroom.”, you giggle.

“And fucked you till your eyes rolled. You’re welcome.”, Eddie sasses from his spot by the window.

“Is there a particular reason you wanted us to know that? Did you want to do something, honey?”, the other man asks as he leans against the counter. “We didn’t have something planned already because I thought we decided our official anniversary was when we officially got together a year after.”

“I know, Daddy. I just…it’s 5 years. I feel we should do something to commemorate it right?”

The metalhead tosses out his cigarette and closes the window before coming over to sit beside you on the couch.

“What did you have in mind?”

Biting your bottom lip, you head for the case of movies and grab a couple before handing them to Eddie.

“These are all scary movies. Well except this one about the girl stalking the guy.”

“Yeeeeah. I, um, I was thinking we could try that…like role play.” Both men exchange a look you can’t read and you immediately feel yourself get self-conscious. “I was just thinking you know? Those first few times when we were together like that first night or even the night you two snuck into my room the end of junior year. That was so hot. Not to say, what we do now isn’t hot. Just that—”

A palm comes up from behind you to cover your mouth and you lean back into Steve’s warm chest.

“You’re over thinking again.”, he grins. “I mean, we can try it. Do you want us to go that far?”, he asks pointing towards the movies in his friend’s hand. “How far is too far?”

“Don’t hurt, hurt me. No like punching or cutting my skin or anything. When I think about it, you guys doing this to me, more than anything…I want you to scare me.”

Eddie’s head ticks to the side at your statement. “Why? No. Why?”, he repeats when you shrug.

“It’s a different level of control, I guess. That first night, I wasn’t scared of you. I was scared of how you made me feel but I’ve never been afraid of you.” You smile when Steve softly kisses your cheek.

“If we do this, I think we should set some ground rules now. We already have one which is no punching or cutting. Of course, we would never do that, sweetheart.” The long-haired boy flashes you a comforting grin before he continues. “If we’re dropping into this headspace, Y/N, that means we probably won’t be asking you for a color but that doesn’t mean you can’t say them or the safe word. Promise us if at any point you feel uncomfortable you’ll use it.”

“I promise, Sir. 100%.”

“What about you, Stevie? Anything you can think of?”

“Not that I can think of.”

Eddie nods in agreement.

“Alright, baby. Your wish is our command.”

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For the next week, you let your imagination run wild with what they could be planning. Everything ran like normal and nothing they did stood out to you to trigger the notion for you that the game was about to begin. You gave them free reign to choose the time and date but the anticipation was killing you.

That following Friday, you had called to tell them you would be staying late at the school to work on some stuff for Mr. C who had to leave earlier that day to take care of his sick wife. Wearing your Walkman and listening to the mix tape Eddie had made you for your birthday awhile back, you hummed as you graded papers.

The phone on the desk ringing abruptly startles you as you grab your chest and yank off your headphones. Thinking it may be one of the boys, you answer without hesitation.

“Hello? Mr. Castillo’s classroom.”

“Hello there. Well, don’t you sound sweet. Is he available?”, a deep voice you didn’t recognize asked.

“I’m sorry. He’s out for the evening. Can I take a message?”

“Oh, honey. No need to worry. I can just try again later.”

“Alright. Well, have a good night.”

“Wait a minute. If he’s gone why are you there?”

“I’m Mr. Castillo’s teaching intern but he had a family emergency so I’m just helping him get things done. Are you sure I can’t take a message or something?”

“No. I can deliver it myself. I’d rather talk to you.”

“Look, if this isn’t school related and you don’t want to leave a message I’m going to have to hang up.”

“Ooo so sassy. I love it. Sounds like you need someone to teach you, Miss Teacher. Give you a lesson on respect.”

“I don’t respect assholes. I’m ending this conversation. Don’t call again or else.”

“Or else what?”, he chuckled causing a chill to run down your spine.

“Fuck off.” You slammed down the phone but you still felt uneasy. Dialing the apartment, you prayed one of them was home but to your dismay no one picked up. As soon as you placed the receiver back on its dock, it rung again. “H-Hello?”

“Don’t ever hang up on me again, Y/N.”, the voice growled and you quickly rose to your feet in panic at the sound of your name.

“I-I just called my boyfriend’s. They are on their way right now so you should j-just leave.”

“Aw, sweetheart. You think Eddie and Steve can save you? That’s so cute.”

“Don’t mock me. They take care of me!” You try to control the tears of fear that threaten to fall as you remain as confident sounding as possible.

“Oh, little one. Trust me. Your Master and Daddy can’t protect you from us.”

“Fuck you!”

“That’s the plan, pretty girl, and with that sexy ass dress you have on, it won’t be hard.”

You dropped the phone and ran out of the classroom towards the front door of the school. Tugging on it aggressively, you whined when it wouldn’t budge. The phone in the front office blared loudly making you scream. Shakily, you headed towards it, sobbing as you put the speaking to your ear.

“Where do you think you’re going, little girl? It’s just us three tonight, baby. NO ONE is coming to save you.”

“Please…” The voice snickers at your pleading.

“Let’s play a game, Y/N. Run and hide but if we catch you we fuck you.”

“W-W-Why? If you can see me, just fucking get it over with!”

“I like the idea of you thinking there’s hope when there isn’t.”

He laughs again, making you angry.

“No. I won’t play your game. F-Fuck you.”

The growl that flowed through had your knees weaken as panic once again flowed through you.

“Run. Now.”

“NO!”

The line disconnected and you stifled your sobs as you slowly tiptoed back out into the hallway. A throat clearing startled you as you turned to see a tall figure dressed from head to toe in all black, his face except for his eyes and mouth were covered. A sinister smile spread as he pulled a knife from his pocket and flashed it in your direction, taunting you as he wiggled it between his fingers.

The man bolted forward and you ran in the opposite direction like you had never run before. Yanking open the auditoriums doors, your goal was to hide in the sound booth and lock yourself in but as soon as you ran across the stage, however, you were met with another figure dressed the same way as the other sitting haphazardly in one of the auditorium seats.

His legs were crossed as his arms hung over the backs of the chairs with a smug grin on his face. It was almost like he was expecting you to come this way.

Long arms tackle you from behind and you fight back as the other man wrestles you to the floor of the stage. While he tries to pin your arms down, you get in one good smack across his slightly more protected cheek before he responds by doing the same. Dizzy by the force, you allow him to get the upper hand as he turns you on to your tummy and pressed his knee into your back as he moves around behind you.

You whimper as your arms are tugged behind your back and you hear the clinking metal before leather is wrapped around both your wrists handcuffing you in place.

The figure in front of you all too casually stands up and walks up to the stage, kneeling down slightly so his face was level with yours.

“Boo.”, he teases, laughing when you cringe away. Sighing, he reaches for his mask and pulls it off his face, exhaling in pleasure at the cool air.

Your eyes quickly took note of Eddie’s features. His own eyes were dark like they normally where when you played rough but there was a coldness behind them that made the little girl inside you tremble.

“Jesus. Do you know how long it takes for people to fully empty this building? I thought we were never going to be alone.”

You feel movement behind you again and right as you glance behind you Steve pulls off his mask as well.

“Yeah, man, but we have her now.”

Wiggling underneath his hold, he turns you on to your back and straddles his legs over your waist.

“STOP moving, God damn it. We gave you a chance to run and hide but you didn’t want to play.”, he growled as he pointed a finger in your face. Like with Eddie, Steve’s eyes were different; darker. They both exuded a new type of confidence that had your pussy clenching between your thighs. “Nothing to say now that we’re in front of you, huh, little girl? Where did all that sass go?”

“Hm. I don’t think she’s there yet, Steven.”

“What do you mean?”

“Little girl here seems to think she’s still in some kind of control. Don’t you, babe?”, Eddie mocks making you cringe. “See. That right there.” His head tilts as his palm reaches out to grab your throat. “That little face she made. I don’t know what your boyfriends have been letting you get away with but it won’t happen here. Do you understand me?”

“Yes.”

You gasped as his hand tightened its grip.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I understand.”, you choke out as he releases you.

They both chuckle as the man above you manhandles you back onto your stomach and tugs on your hair as he guides you to your knees. With one hand, Steve fumbles with his belt buckle and hastily unzips his pants before pulling out his cock that was now level with your face.

“Open.” You shook your head at his command, wincing when he pulled back on your hair. “I wasn’t asking. Open your mouth.”

Eddie slides onto his knees beside you, reaching under the bottom of your dress, and runs his fingers through your folds.

“Little slut is so wet but won’t do as she’s told.”, he sighs with a condescending tone. “Open your mouth.” You don’t move or say anything even when the metalhead shoves two of his digits into your entrance. Steve’s angry eyes remain locked on yours, smirking when he sees them flutter as you try to do everything you can to keep your moans from escaping out of your mouth.

“Open, Y/N.”

When you don’t respond, he thrusts into you faster and you feel your body quickly running towards that ledge. Just as you were about to fall, however, he stopped his movements making you whine in your throat.

“Ready to behave?”

You did something then that you would never do with Eddie and Steve under any normal circumstances. In a defiant gesture, you spit in the long-haired boys face. After wiping it with his hand, he shifts his gaze back to you and flashed you smile that made your blood run cold (and your pussy drench around his still fingers).

“Oh we’re going to have so much fun with you, little girl.”

Eddie pumped his fingers again at a fast pace as you struggled to catch your breath. Right now, you were breathing mostly through your nose but it wasn’t enough with how he was building you up. When he stopped again, tears ran down your cheeks. Once he felt like your pending orgasm had fully dissipated, he started over but this time his thumb reached up to message your clit.

You couldn’t stop it from happening. Your mouth opened as you let out a loud moan and Steve took the opportunity to guide his cock into your mouth. Eddie removed his fingers, making you jump as he lightly smacked you between your legs.

Trying to move your head back, the metalhead held you in place as the other boy began thrusting his hips.

“Fuck me. Her mouth feels so good. Hold her still.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not letting her go anywhere.”

“Shit. How do you think I-I should take her, man? I’m just dying to feel that pussy.”

“It’s up to you, dude. She’s our toy to use how we please. Little whore can handle anything, can’t you, babe?”

Drool dribbled down your chin as the boy continued to fuck your face making him groan at the sight.

“Fuck, I need her now.” After pulling out his cock, you were pushed back down onto the stage, freezing when you felt steel touch you skin. “Don’t move.”

You heard the sound of tearing fabric and shivered when the cold air caressed your skin as your now cut apart dress was tossed aside. Grabbing your hips, you were tugged backwards towards Steve who was now on his knees as well.

Lining himself up, he roughly pushed his cock into your dripping cunt and you both mewled as he held you tightly against him.

Hearing the clinking of another belt buckle grabbed your attention as you lifted your head to see Eddie sauntering towards you.

“If you cum, when it’s my turn, I’m going to make sure that you’re sore between your legs for the next month. Do I make myself clear?”

“J-Jesus. She fucking liked that.”

His head slanted as he waited for your answer. Eddie knew you believed he was telling the truth because he saw the one thing you asked for push through your gaze; fear.

“Yes, Sir. I understand.”

“I’m going to help keep your mind distracted.” His pants fell to his ankles as he stroked his cock a few times in front of your face. “Open.”

This time you didn’t argue or protest as you opened your mouth wide and encased your lips around him. The metalhead’s ringed hand rested behind your head as it bobbed along his length.

“Come on, little girl. You can do better than that.” Suddenly, you felt another palm land on your hair and forcibly moved your head for you, making you gag as his cock hit the back of your throat. “You can take it all. We know you can.”

You tried keeping up with the pace they set for you but every time your head didn’t go low enough, Steve pushed you into the other boy’s lap causing you to drool and spit all over him.

“You love this don’t you, you little whore. You like to spit.”, Eddie sneered, licking his lips while you whimpered around him.

Steve’s thrusts started to falter, giving you sense of pride knowing he was about to cum and you hadn’t yet but your relief was short lived when he reached around and rubbed your clit with his fingers. You pushed back against their hands as your head hung in front of you.

“No! I’m…I’m not supposed to cum. Please!”

The man ignored you as he continued till he grunted and coated your walls with his release. As he aggressively pounded into till he was empty, your own body trembled in his hold as the coil broke and you came.

Calloused fingers lifted your face from under your chin to meet Eddie’s oddly calm features.

“Did you just cum even though I said you couldn’t?”

“I-I-I’m sorry. I tried. I tried so hard. Please.”, you cried.

Steve backed away as Eddie leaned over you to unhook your handcuffs. You took the opportunity to your advantage, resting your head in the nook between his neck and shoulder as you sobbed while continuing to apologize.

“You wanna help me, man?”

Taking hold of your hair, the metalhead walked towards the front of the stage before letting you go to jump down. Something grabbed your shoulder and your body was slammed down flat onto your back as Steve grabbed your wrists, bringing your arms above your head so he could restrain you with the handcuffs once again.

Eddie hovered over you, eyes scanning your sweaty features.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” After doing what he commands, you watch with wide eyes as he spits between your lips. “Since you love spit so much, hang onto that for me. If you can keep it in there till I say, I may actually let you cum.”

Standing to his full height, he lifts one of your legs over his shoulder and you whine as he guides himself into you entrance.

True to his word, his hips slam into yours with rough abandon, your eyes squeezing shut as you focus on not swallowing the nicotine flavored salvia that currently rests on you tongue. Steve’s palms slide down your arms to your breasts eliciting a soft moan as his fingers graze your nipples.

Eddie’s tip abuses your g-spot, overwhelming you with a feeling of euphoria that has tears falling down your face.

"Fuck! Your pussy feels too good.”, he groans as he spanks your ass, slowing his pace. “Look at me, little girl.” When you don’t move, he leans over you and lightly slaps your cheek. “Look at me.”

Your eyes flutter open and they both can’t help but smirk at your fucked out, glassy eyed expression.

“Swallow.”

Nodding, you do it and open your mouth for him to show you listened.

“Good girl. You wanna cum?”, Eddie coos as his nose softly caress your own.

“Please.”

“That’s it, baby. Beg me. Beg me to make you cum.”

“Mmm—please. I need you to make me cum again. I want to cum so bad, Sir, please.”

The metalhead’s mouth fell open as he thrust into you with purpose while his thumb came down to play with your clit.

“Shit. Cum with me, Y/N. I want to—mmm— fill you up as your tight little pussy clings to me.”

When you nod you head, his thumb moves faster against your nub and after a few more aggressive thrusts, you stumble over the edge right as rope after rope of his seed warms your insides.

The room goes quiet and all that can be heard is the two of you panting for air.

“Baby girl.”, Steve whispers above you in a much softer tone than before. “Can you open your eyes for me, honey?”

When you do what he asks, you are meet with his gentle and love filled face.

“There she is. Are you ok? Do you need anything?”

“C-Can you free my hands, Daddy?”

“Shit. Yeah, of course. I’m sorry.”

While he removed your restraints, Eddie grabbed a bag that was in one of the auditorium chairs and jumped up beside you onto the stage.

“Drink this, sweetheart.”

“Can you help me, Sir? My arms kinda hurt.”

“Yeah, pretty girl. I can help you.”

Placing the water bottle by your lips, he guides your head back as you chug down the liquid.

“Now, did you want to shower here or at home? We can head towards the gym or—”

“I’d like to go home please. I’m sleepy.”

“I can imagine. Do you think you can walk?”

“I can carry her. Just run to the classroom real quick and grab her stuff. We’ll meet you at the van.”

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A small smile remained painted across your lips while the three of you sat in the bathtub as they cleaned you.

“I don’t think she’ll be coming down from cloud 9 anytime soon.”, Eddie chuckled. “I assume we did good?”

“Very good.”

“Nothing felt over the line?”, Steve asked.

“No. It may be too rough for an everyday thing but…for special occasions…”, you giggle. “Did I cross a line?”

“No, honey. What would make you think you might of?”

When you and Eddie exchange a look, his grin grows as he bends forward to kiss your lips.

“You didn’t bother me, princess. It’s not like you normally go around spitting in my face. It was kind of hot if I’m being honest.”

“I just hope you know I wouldn’t normally disrespect you like that.”

“We know.”

After comforting touches and delicate kisses, they help you out of the water and get you in comfortable pajamas before leading you to the bed. Climbing in beside you, Eddie wraps his arms around your waist as you lay your head on Steve’s chest.

“Y/N, can I ask you something?”

“Of course, Daddy.”

“What we did tonight…that’s not how you viewed us that first night 5 years ago, is it?”

“No, baby. Not even close. You were rough with me but you didn’t scare me like that. I’ve always felt safe with you…even when I thought you two were assholes. Can I ask you both something?”

“Always, sweetheart.”, Eddie soothed as he tenderly kissed your shoulder.

“What made you two decide to make a move that night? How did you know I’d respond to you the way I did?”

“Short answer? Hope.”

Steve smiled when you giggled at his response.

“There were so many times you could have said something to rat us out but you never did. When I first spoke to you in detention or when Stevie threatened to spank you, you didn’t tell Mr. C at all. We…we’ve never told you this but we watched you when he asked you to stay behind to put everything away.”, the metalhead elaborated.

“You had this extremely adorable, concentrated look on your face until you came back to get your things. As you walked off the stage, you were smirking. We selfishly thought maybe it was because of us so we took a short cut to a classroom and the rest is history.”

Keening into his chest, you placed a soft kiss on his skin before lifting Eddie’s hand that was intertwined with yours to your lips so you could do the same. Steve rolled onto his side, gently moving your hair and petting your head as he watched you gradually fall asleep.

“Hey, Munson?”

“Harrington?”

“Do you have any plans this weekend?”

“Not that I know of besides work. Why?”

“I was thinking, maybe, you and I can go look at houses. See how much they cost so we can start saving and surprise Baby Girl here. She deserves a house.”

Eddie grinned as he reached over and patted his friend’s shoulder.

“Sounds like a plan, man.”

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miss-writes-a-lot · 8 months

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Doodle Pants// Dabihawks childhood au featuring. Mama Rei

Every day, Touya came home with his uniform an absolute mess. Shirt untucked and wrinkled, pant legs dirty up to the knees and ripped, and the sweater missing for the third time in a row that month. Touya’s disheveled appearance was usually followed by a phone call from his teacher about another fight he got into with one of his classmates, which earned him a scolding from his father.

Every day, Rei would remind her oldest son that if he wanted to avoid his father’s anger, he should stop getting into fights and be more careful when playing outside, but every day was more or less the same and the calls started to come even before Touya did, and despite every parent-teacher conference, every trip to apologize to the parents of the child that got the shit kicked out of them, every parenting book, bribery – Touya still came home a mess and with another pink slip in his hand to give to his parents.

That was until one day.

Rei had already felt that something was missing from her daily routine until she heard the front door pop open and Touya announced his arrival.

“I’m home!”

Rei took a breath, bracing herself for whatever state her son had come home in and the inevitable demerit that came with it. She floated from the kitchen to the front room, a gentle smile playing across her face.

“Welcome home, Touya–”

She stopped, brows arching in surprise.

Touya had an ear-to-ear grin stretched across his face. The only thing in his hands were the straps of his book bag, but that wasn’t what caught Rei off guard. Touya’s uniform was covered from collar to cuff with multi-colored pen doodles. They were shaky and ranged from flowers to what she could only assume were clouds and stars.

She stifled a giggle. “Well, you sure are colorful today!”

“Yup,” Touya replied, already starting to head for the kitchen.

“Can I ask what the occasion is?”

Touya stopped. He turned his head to glance at his mom and he shrugged. “Was just bored.”

He turned his head back around and walked right into the kitchen, the conversation clearly being over on Touya’s end.

Rei didn’t receive a phone call that day.

From that day on, Touya came home covered in doodles. Enji still wasn’t happy about the overall state of most of his clothes, but Rei reminded him that it was better to power wash them every few days rather than buy him an entire new wardrobe like they used to do. The calls became few and far between, the pink slips disappeared into thin air, and Touya had an overall happier demeanor when he came back from school in the afternoon.

Rei was glad that her son – and by extension, his father – was seemingly in better spirits, though she couldn’t help but wonder who was really drawing Touya every day. Her son was no contortionist. His arms could not reach behind his back far enough for the doodles around his shoulder blades and the center of his back.

The doodles were also quite shaky– shakier than Touya's own handwriting. But Touya remained tight-lipped on the true culprit for the longest time. Rei thought it best to just leave it alone. He was improving and happier and that’s all that mattered.

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Touya brought Keigo home on a Friday afternoon. He was a small boy for his age - especially with those big red wings of his. He seemed quiet too, letting Touya do most of the talking when he introduced him.

“He’s my friend,” Touya said, clipped and matter-of-factly, “From school.”

“N-Nice to meet you,” Keigo mumbled, looking down at his hole-covered shoes.

He definitely was not a friend from school. Not his school, at least. Rei knew all the kids in Touya’s class given the numerous altercations he had with them.

Keigo was nowhere in that catalog.

Rei simply offered him a warm smile, “It’s nice to meet you too, Keigo.”

“We can play in my room,” Touya grabbed his little hand and tried pulling him down the opposite hallway, “C’mon-”

“Touya!” Rei called, “Don’t you have homework to do?”

Touya pouted, rolling his eyes. “Mooooomm…”

“You and Keigo can play after you finish. If you want, I can make you snacks.”

Keigo’s golden eyes brightened, leaving Touya no choice but to relent.

They all headed into the kitchen. The boys sat at the kitchen table while Rei fixed a fruit platter for them. She listened as Touya explained everything he was doing to Keigo, who looked on in curiosity. It was about a minute or two into his explanation of his book report that she saw it:

Keigo reached into Touya’s pencil bag, pulled out a blue ballpoint pen, and began drawing small flowers along Touya’s shirt collar. He still listened - the shine of interest remained - but he started to draw along the hem of his shirt sleeves while Touya seemed completely unbothered, if a bit pink in the cheeks. He picked out more pens and drew more little doodles on any free space he could find on Touya’s shirt.

Rei felt her heart swell. She wanted to just leave them be and enjoy their moment together, but Keigo needed to eat and given how small he was, he hadn’t been doing a lot of it. She walked over and carefully set down the plate of fruit in front of them. Keigo immediately pulled away, looking down at his hands.

“Eat as much as you want,” she said, though it was more directed at the red winged boy than Touya.

“Thanks mom!”

She tilted her head to the side, “Is Keigo going to be staying for dinner?”

Touya looked up from his work and turned to Keigo, “I dunno, can you?”

Keigo’s face fell into a frown and he slowly shook his head.

“That’s alright,” Rei said, “I’ll be sure to send you home with something. As a gift.”

Keigo nodded, still not meeting her eyes. “Thank you…”

Rei left shortly after, hearing Touya trying to start up a conversation with his feathered friend with an excitement Rei had never heard from her son that didn’t involve trying to train with his father. It was new and untethered, almost like a breath of fresh air after being suffocated by smog.

Touya was happy - really happy.

Rei started down the hallway to Enji’s home office. She gathered an armful of highlighters, pens, and the few markers in his drawers.

She sent Keigo home with them and a sizable tupperware of food that night.

(This was a lot more Rei centered than I initially thougt it would be. Still a little wonky but I'm still trying to get back into the grove of things. Thanks to everyone who voted on the poll! Will probably make another one soon).

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ohbx · 1 year

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Partnered Up

A JJ x Reader Slow Burn Fic

Author's notes:

This is pretty much PG (with a touch of PG-13, maybe some swearing, mentions of abuse as in the context of the show). No warnings, except it being over 4k words & unedited. I wrote in first person so I just made it a reader insert but I might give the character a name cause she definitely seems like a character. (Y/F/N= Your Friend's name) Also this is a treasure hunt free alternate universe.

Partnered Up

I had obviously noticed JJ and his friends at school. They almost always traveled in a pack. Loud, boisterous and looking like they just rolled up from the beach. Although that was more common than not because I went to public high school on the Outerbanks. Out of his crew, he and John B were especially notorious for leaving a trail of broken hearts throughout the island. Whether it be kooks, pogues, tourons or anyone in between any girl I met knew who they were, and had a crush on one of them at one point or another. While the girls reasoning differed, (Kooks were usually looking for a one night tryst with a bad boy to piss their ex boyfriend off or gain the attention of some kook guy.) the point remained, they were the sleepover talk of girls across the island - every girl secretly thought they would be the one to tie down one of the island boys who were a little rough around the edges.

But now, John B was dating Sarah. A fact that only raised the desperation for JJ throughout the school halls. I could practically hear girls heads turning from their lockers as he made his way down the hall, clutching tattered papers, no backpack in sight. And sure, I understood the appeal. The piercing blue eyes, the charming, shameless flirtation. And of course I had read enough romance novels to understand the “i could fix him” urge for the girls who saw him show up year after year to school with no parents whoever came to end of the year barbecues, busted lips and black eyes monthly, and stoned more often than not. I understood it, I really did. But I didn’t have time to worry about boys. Especially not boys who would never give me a second look. I mean, I had been going to school with him for almost a decade and I doubted he even knew my name. It wasn’t self pity, but rather self awareness, to know a boy like him would never give me the time of day. And for that I never spent that much time worried about what the blonde boy thought of me- since I was pretty sure he didn’t think of me at all. It wasn’t self pity, just self awareness. And for that my self preservation kicked in anytime other girls at the lunch table gossiped about the blonde boy’s smile or dimples - I would have never admitted that I had given him a second glance.

As all high school teachers do, my biology teacher had a penchant for making her class as socially draining as possible. Which meant today when we were being assigned our physiology project for the final 6 weeks of the semester - she announced that she would be assigning us partners instead of letting us pick our own. I glanced longingly at my best friend sitting next to me and slowly rolled my eyes. It would be a lot simpler and more fun if the two of us could just work together. The teacher read out all the pairs and announced my name next to the infamous bad boy himself. JJ Maybank. As the teacher wrapped up her pairings, she projected the topics that each group was assigned to on the board. I slowly and nervously bent over to grab my text book from under my desk. But when I looked up, JJ was already leaning on the desk next to me.

“Hey Y/N - looks like we’re partners,” he said with a sheepish smile.

“Yea!” I replied maybe a bit too enthusiastically.

I offered him my phone number as class was ending for the day and then had to rush to swim practice after school. I told him to just text me before class tomorrow so you could get a jump on planning your project.

After swim practice, as I toweled off at your locker, I picked up my phone to several text notifications from JJ

JJ: Hey y/n it’s JJ Maybank

JJ: Sorry you’re stuck with me as a partner

JJ: Just text me whenever you’re done with swim and we can start a plan

I felt a pit in my stomach. JJ wasn’t known for being the smartest or most studious kid in school but I immediately felt bad that he was apologizing before the project even began. Secondly I was shocked he even knew I was on the swim team.

I quickly crafted a response telling him I was happy to work with him. Trying to keep it casual. Admittedly, that had never been my strong suit when it came to cute boys.

I then texted him that I would do some googling and take some notes about the assigned topic tonight, and we both could chat about it tomorrow.

He replied shockingly fast that he would do the same.

After swim practice the next morning I found myself taking more care in the shower to not smell like chlorine all day and taking a little bit longer on my makeup and hair before I returned to school for first period. I wouldn’t let myself admit that it was because I would be in close proximity to JJ later that day- but deep down that definitely played a factor.

When I got to class that day after saying hi to my best friend, I sat farther towards the back where JJ was already slumped in his chair. He perked up a bit when I sat down next to him. The teacher had given us a free period to discuss and plan our projects , so after a quick hello I took out my notes, and so did JJ.

I offered him my notes to look over while he handed me his but then he cleared his throat promptly.

“I uhhh…” he began sheepishly and then paused.

“I can’t read cursive” he spit out all at once and then half laughed.

I tried to keep my face neutral, and not laugh, as he was clearly looking nervous, but I was confused.

“I uh, I have dyslexia” he quietly offered by way of explanation as he rubbed the back of his neck- not making eye contact.

“Oh!” I tried not to sound surprised or show it on my face. “Here pass me back my notes and we can just discuss what we both learned and then what direction we want to research and create our presentation on.”

JJ just nodded and said “thanks” as he handed we traded notes back.

We spent the next hour or so nerding out and actually having great, very insightful conversation about our disease we were researching, and I scribbled quick messy notes with promises to type them up when we were done so we could both see them on Google docs.

At the end of class everyone rushed out the door at the bell, and I turned quickly with a quick see ya! to JJ on the way out the door.

“Hey Y/n wait” JJ said quickly as he called after me. I spun around to face him.

“Uhh thanks for being so nice and helping me out today. I know you probably wish you had a partner that wasn’t such an idiot"

"You don't need to thank me, you're my partner, we both deserve to be able to work in a way that works for us. Otherwise I wouldn't really be a partner and I'd be a bitch" I said, and I meant it.

JJ had offered some of the best insight you had heard in this class all year. I was confident that he was going to be a good partner for the project despite my initial internal reservations due to his reputation.

JJ just shrugged back at me sheepishly.

"Well, I mean it, thanks. You'd be surprised how few people feel that way. Usually teachers or my group hear that and just decide they'll fail me or do all the work themselves."

"Seriously, you don't have to thank me, I am happy you're my partner, I think things will go well with this project. Sorry - I really gotta go to swim practice. Coach will kill me if I'm late"

He just nodded and offered a brief see ya as I turned and headed down the hall.

It went on this way for a few weeks. We worked tirelessly during class, had a few brief moments of small talk, and then I would rush off to practice. I was secretly thinking about him during the evenings, but I didn't usually hear from him until class the next day.

So imagine my surprise when I powered my phone back on after practice to another two texts from JJ.

JJ: Hey - hope your practice went well!

JJ: I got sidetracked after class

JJ: but I wanted to no if you wanted to come to a party tonite that my friends r having at the boneyard. I know your not a big partier but since its not yet summer it will be pretty low key, you can bring Y/F/N or whoever if you have a bf or something

I found myself smiling slightly to myself with my head in my locker. Y/F/N laughed and asked who was making me blush. I coyly avoided the question... for about 14 seconds until I asked her if she wanted to go to the boneyard tonight.

"Oh so JJ" she joked. "C'mon you cannot be falling for him that is such a bad idea"

"I am NOT falling for him" I rolled my eyes. "We are just becoming friends. Plus I feel like we could use some Friday socialization that doesn't involve chlorine or studying in my living room"

It was late May, and Y/F/N sat on my bed as I deliberated about what I wanted to wear to the party. After a lot of back and forth, I landed on birkenstocks, jean shorts and a tank top. Boring, I know, but it felt the most me, and the most appropriate for the weather.

We decided to walk, as it was only half a mile away, and then we could have a few beers and then walk home after. It's not like my mom was home anyway.

I had texted JJ for the details on when to arrive, but I hadn't expected us to be the first ones there beyond his direct friend group. They quickly ushered us into their circle and we joined in the drinking games they were playing around the bonfire.

Y/F/N was flirting with Pope, and while I didn't think it would go anywhere tonight, I could definitely see them being a cute and nerdy match.

As the party picked up, I was definitely feeling a bit of a buzz from a handful of hard seltzers and beers.

Y/F/N was occupied chatting with Pope and Kiara about who knows what, something scientific that I was too drunk for, so I made my way across the party in search of someone else to chat with.

JJ intercepted me, steadying himself on my arm after we almost collided.

"Wanna walk down the beach?"

I wasn't a big partier, but I definitely knew the insinuation there, and this many drinks in, I couldn't think that far in advance, I think I was just flattered by the invitation.

We broke away from the big group of high schoolers and reached a quieter part of the beach.

"So you're a fast swimmer right?"

"Compared to girls in this county, sure"

"Dont try to be humble, Kiara told me how you're ranked like #3 in all of North Carolina or something"

"#2" I mumbled sheepishly, never good at bragging about myself.

"Damn, so like good?"

"Let's hope so, I am gonna need it to pay for my college"

JJ nodded, thinking something over. A mischevious glint flickered across his eyes.

"Ok let's see it then. Race you out to that swim buoy!?" He challenged, stripping off his shirt and kicking his shoes off already.

As he dove into the calm surf, I peeled off my jean shorts and kicked off your birks. Diving in in just my tank top and thong. I took off swimming messily, but still passed JJ fairly quickly.

I didn't beat him by much, just enough to be standing looking bored when his head popped up at the buoy.

"Damn" he laughed "You got me."

His eyes flitted down to my thick, but definitely more revealing when wet tank top. He took a step closer to me.

For the first time in our friendship, it was silent. He kept a strong eye contact with me as he reached his hands out placing them on my waist, now covered in goosebumps. He pulled himself closer to me or me closer to him, I wasn't even sure my brain was forming coherent thoughts over the sound of my heart fluttering.

And then he kissed me. He kissed me in the way that the world around me went silent and all I could think about was him, and us. I didn't think about the fact I was practically naked about 10 feet from my first party, nor the fact that we were in the ocean at night. Nothing. Just him and us. Not that I had a lot to compare it to, but I knew it was a good kiss.

We continued to make out hands roaming up and down each others upper bodies, until our teeth were chattering and we made our way out of the water.

JJ shook his hair off like a dog before sliding his tee shirt over his head. I shook off suddenly self conscius about my lack of clothes, and slid into my jean shorts. Luckily it was a nice night, so we started to dry off pretty quickly.

Jj snaked his hand through my belt loop and pulled me closer to him. Catching my jaw with his other hand and pulling me into kiss me. I got the vague sense that he had done this before, but not even in a way that I could be jealous, because of how special this moment was making me feel. Well until it wasn't.

"Look Y/n. I like you a lot."

My heart skipped a beat.

"I uh, like you too"

"Do you wanna come back home, er uh, to John B's with me?"

And the other shoe drops. He doesn't actually like me, he just wants me to come hook up with him in his friends guest bedroom. I knew if I did that I would end up feeling temporarily validated, only to be more heartbroken when he inevitably didn't like me at all.

"I cant, I uh, have to walk home with Y/F/N" I said quickly as I started walking back to the party. Tears pricking the corners of my eyes. He followed behind, murmuring his agreement or understanding or something.

I left soon the party after, giving JJ a hasty goodbye hug, before shedding drunk tears on the way home about how he didn't really like me.

The next day I woke up with a pounding headache. I was asleep on the floor of my room and Y/F/N was asleep in my bed. I climbed into it, jostling her awake but I was in need of girl talk.

"So now what?" she asked

" I just like, don't know what to do. He clearly just saw me as another girl, when I had thought we were getting along so well so I guess I will just wait and see if he says anything."

"You could just ask him"

"No way"

My mom was still gone the rest of the weekend, so it was spent going to the beach, and hanging out at home with Y/F/N. I was dreading going back to school on Monday, and I hadn't received a single text from JJ, and knew I had blown my chance.

I arrived in my last period on Monday and slinked my way to the back of the classroom next to JJ. He looked like he hadn't slept since I saw him on Friday. When I sat down he grunted a hello. We pretended that there was nothing we cared about more than our current science project. But we still got almost nothing done. We couldn't agree on which way to go forward, what to dive deeper on, what should be the main focus of our presentation, everything was an argument.

I left the class for practice without saying another thing, barely even a goodbye. I had never swum so fast or hard in my life. Blowing off steam, I buried my head and swam faster splits than I usually swam at meets. I kicked my legs until I couldn't feel the pain in my chest any longer.

I got out of the pool and grabbed my phone out of my locker. I felt my stomach bubble in anticipation of a text but I didn't actually expect one.

The next four days JJ didn't show up to school. Our project was still due in just over a week, so I worked a lot on it in class by myself.

On Friday I finally built up the courage to shoot him a text in the morning when I see he's not there. A few hours went by without a reply. I figure I knew Kie well enough by now, so I asked her if he was ok.

She gave a concerned looking shrug.

"We've heard from him, but he does this sometimes, just kinda drops off the face of the earth and no one can get him to hang out or go to school. Are you worried about your project?"

"He told you about that?"

"Yea he won't shut up about it" Kie laughed " It was all we had heard about for like the past 4 weeks"

TYou exchanged numbers with Kie, and she told me to just text her if I was worried about him or hadnt heard from him by the end of the day and she would try and do a wellness check.

As soon as you sat down for 6th to begin though, JJ had texted me back.

JJ: Sorry I'm not in class. I couldn't.

No further explanation? I wondered to myself

me: Are you ok?

The typing bubbles repeatedly showed up and then disappeared at least 3 times before he responded, completely ignoring your question.

JJ: Can we meet up to talk about the project today? I feel bad I haven't pulled my weight.

Sure I quickly replied.

Me: My place or yours?

he shot back: Cant do mine.

me: that's fine

Then I just texted him my address and the time I would be home from swim practice.

I grabbed a pizza on my way home from swimming. I figured if this was going to be the most awkward friday of my life at least we could have a snack while studying.

I got home, quickly showered, and tried to make myself look semi-presentable in a flannel and jeans, even though I knew that ship had pretty much sailed.

I put the pizza in the oven to stay warm and grabbed a few cokes out of the garage to put on the kitchen island.

By the time I was done, I heard a soft knock on the door.

I opened it to JJ, looking like he had been hit by a car. Probably not today, his clothes were clean, and his hair looks more purposeful than usual, but he had deep, purple bruises across his face, and a dark scab drifting from his eye down his cheek. I let out a slight involuntary gasp and stuttered a little bit.

"what happened? are you ok?"

"Can we please not talk about it" he looked as if he might burst into tears or run off at any moment.

I nodded, not trusting my words.

I just held out my arms and offered him a hug which he wordlessly accepted, melting into my embrace. He wasn't much taller than me, but he slumped down, head on my shoulder he let out a heavy sigh before letting go.

"Thanks, I guess I needed that" he said his words attempting to convey lightness but getting stuck in the back of his throat.

"I figured" I shrugged, helplessly. Lost at what to do as I led him into the kitchen where my books were spread on the island.

I saw him taking stock of my kitchen which had small pads on all of the corners as well as small braille labels on the cupboards.

"Is this like babyproofing?" he asked.

"No" I laughed "My little brother is blind, its for safety but also theoretically so he can find stuff on his own"

"I didn't know you had a little brother" JJ looked shocked as he tried to process that information.

"He lives off the island about 11.5 months a year. He's almost 8 and my favorite person in the whole world. He goes to a boarding school for blind kids."

JJ just nodded.

"That's why my mom's not here. She tries to spend a few weeks a quarter there, whenever she's not running our family business on the island. She feels really guilty about sending him away, even though the only place she can make money is on the island and the only place he can learn is off. So she has a tiny shoe box apartment out in Raleigh where his school is."

"And your dad stays here with you?" Jj asked innocently.

I just shrugged "He's not really in the picture these days"

"I'm sorry," JJ offered.

"It's alright. We get by ok. I've had to grow up pretty fast these past few years since my brother started school, but it's worth it."

"Wait. This is why you were so good at helping me and dictating everything you wrote isn't it. JJ asked.

"I don't even think I thought about it like that, I just have spent a lot of time with my brother who also learns differently so it came easily to me" I answered genuinely.

"That was the nicest way anyone has ever called me illiterate" JJ joked, perking back up to his normal self.

I just rolled my eyes at that comment. We worked for a few hours only breaking for pizza and soda until about 10 pm. Until we decided we were caught up enough to call it a night. JJ promised to work more over the rest of the weekend to make up his share, even though I told him that wasn't necessary.

Normally on Friday nights, I watched a movie after homework, studying and pizza with Y/F/N, but she left right after swim practice to go to her grandparents on the mainland. So I just offered JJ to stay. He accepted, quickly shooting a text to his friends to let them know his whereabouts.

"Kie made it seem like they did a pretty good job of checking up on you" I noted.

"They do, they mean well" he said. Now that I had seen him, I better understood why. They probably knew something that he wasn't ready to let me in on yet, even though I was desperately curious and felt unceasingly bad for him.

As we watched the movie he slid closer to me on the couch. I was keenly aware of his body’s proximity to mine , and not as much so to the plot of the movie.

I was aware that i was a bit nervous and jumpy, after all I had never had a boy at my house alone before. But he put his hand on my thigh, and as much as I had wanted to not be nervous I moved away from him and put my back to the arm rest of the couch, hugging my knees into my chest.

“Oh fuck I’m sorry i knew i misread the vibe I’m an idiot” JJ quickly spat out

“No it’s not…” I struggled to find my words which was rare for me

“I just , I like you, but I felt like I gave you the wrong idea last weekend. I don’t want to have a one night stand, and then I felt like you didn’t speak to me all week or say anything after. I get that that’s what you’re looking for but it’s just not me” I word vomited

“I’m so stupid I’m sorry i should have known you’re too smart to think of me as more than a friend. Can we just pretend I didn’t do that”

“I do like you like that I just. I know you just do hook ups and I don’t know I know i sound like a prude but I don’t think i can do that.”

“Wait. You do like me like that?”

“Obviously. We have so much fun together.” I replied honestly.

“I spent all of last weekend and all week convincing myself that I fucked up by kissing you. And convincing myself that you like every one else just wanted to brag about having some drunken escapade with JJ and never see him again.”

“And I thought you were mad I didn’t sleep with you because you didn’t text me. “ I admitted.

“I’m sorry.” He looked heart broken. “It honestly wasn’t that. No one has ever wanted me in anyway other than for my body. So i assumed if you didn’t want to come home with me you were probably offended I even made a move at all and certainly couldn't like me back.”

My heart hurt hearing his genuinely vulnerable comment.

“I obviously always thought you looked good, but only have developed a crush on you now that I know you for you” you admitted. “But i assumed since you have your pick of gorgeous girls that you wouldn’t want me.” My voice quivered. I had never once admitted to someone how insecure I was about how I looked. It always seemed like there were more important things than appearances, quite literally speaking in my life. But that didn’t make being a high school girl any easier.

JJ scooted back closer to me and pulled me in a big hug.

“I think you’re absolutely beautiful. I always have. Why else do you think the teacher put everyone else together with their normal partners except us and John B and Y/F/N. Because she noticed me staring at you up front all of class.”

“Is that true?”

“I’m pretty sure. Everyone else I know in that class has their normal partner.”

I let out a little laugh.

“I must not have noticed because I was too preoccupied by your insights about our project And your, well everything.”

I pulled away from JJ’s hug.

“Do girls really not talk to you except to get you to hook up with them?”

He shrugged.

“Usually people only think I’m interesting or want to talk to me at a party. That and my dad spent all weekend and Monday night reminding me how worthless and stupid he thinks i am.”

"Did he do this?"

He just nodded. His chin quivered.

“You are actually one of the smartest people I’ve ever been paired with at our school. You are funny and interesting and genuinely a good friend to me day in and day out. “

At this point, my limbs were so entangled that i was sitting in his lap on the couch, your legs basically straddling him. His strong arms were snaked around my back, while mine rested on his shoulders. I leaned back so I could make eye contact with him.

“Maybe we’re an ever better more messed up pair than I thought” he joked.

This time it was my turn to make the first move. I leaned in slowly. Meeting his lips gently as his face was all bruised. He sighed happily. I deepened the kiss. His hands slowly unwrapped from my back and made their way onto my backside, slowly rocking me in his lap.

I hated that I pulled away.

“I thought you didn’t want me to use you for your body.”

“On second thought, please do” he joked, voice husky.

“I wouldn’t want you to think I don’t like you for your brain.” I said as I climbed off of his lap.

Without even having to explain again though, he understood I was only ready to move so fast. By the time we had rehashed all of our misunderstandings and made out through the second half of the movie, I was exhausted, as I had been up since morning practice. Something told me, and it wasn’t just the bags under his eyes, that JJ also hadn’t been sleeping very well.

“Wanna stay the night uh. I mean. Like just actually sleep here?” I asked.

He nodded happily before getting up to follow me upstairs. I quickly changed into pajamas in the bathroom and emerged to JJ, shirtless and littered in even more bruises, a pair of my baggy swim sweatpants sitting low on his waist.

I climbed into my bed at the same time as he did, and he pulled me in close to him. My head rested on his shoulder.

“Can I ask you something ?”

He asked softly.

“Would you wanna be my girlfriend?”

I nodded softly.

“I would love to”

He kissed the top of my head

-Two weeks later-

I entered John B's house, through the screen door on the porch, and came into the kitchen to meet the already gathered pogues. I was joining them in celebrating the last day of school.

Pope immediately asked me when Y/F/N was arriving, so I reassured him that she would be there for the real full party. I walked over to JJ who wrapped his hands around me from behind and placed his head on my shoulder contently.

"Want a beer?" John be asked.

I nodded, and as he pushed open the fridge, I saw magneted to it our final graded report from our Biology final, with an A+ scribbled in red ink on the top corner.

"Aww our project" you involunatarily remarked. JJ stepped over trying to remove it from the fridge out of embarrassment, but John B intercepted him with both arms pulling the other boy close in a half wrestle, half hug.

"We're very proud of him, always" John B smiled ruffling a hand through JJ's hair and laughing while JJ groaned.

You were thankful for this found family when yours was away, but even more so for the love they provided JJ each and every day.

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whylovemaeu · 2 months

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Be my Valentines!

Han Yujin x female!reader

DESCRIPTION: It was Valentine's Day, and the art teacher told the entire to make cards. One problem though, your best friend Yujin refuses to tell you who his card is for. Until the end of the school day when he promises he will tell you. Maybe being patient is very necessary for this one..

It was the first class on Valentine's Day, and obviously y/n’s art teacher announced to the class that they will all be making arts and crafts for the special day, while taking a break from the current projects. y/n smiled as she turned around to her table mate, who was clearly deep into listening to his teacher— Han Yujin.

“You all will decorate cards today for Valentine’s Day,” y/n’s art teacher said as she pulled up examples on the board. “I have all of the examples up at my desk, so if you would like to follow the examples, you can take a look.” The teachers kept blabbering about how it was important to put your heart into the cards to give to someone.

“Yujin, who are you making the card for?” y/n beamed as Yujin turned to y/n. Yujin’s ears turned red as he turned away from y/n. “Heyyy, tell me who you are giving your card to!” y/n whined as she shook Yujin’s card.

“Not you,” Yujin said as he went up to the table and grabbed the materials. y/n pouted as she followed him as well.

After gathering the materials, the duo got straight to work on their cards. Yujin was drawing cupids on his card, as y/n cutted out cute hearts. y/n pouted again as she turned to Yujin.

“Just tell me who it is for!” y/n whined as Yujin sighed.

“Not for you,” Yujin said as he brushed y/n off. Yujin took y/n’s colored pencils from her pencil case, and started coloring on his card. It wasn’t fair. Yujin was a great artist, and he was drawing everything y/n liked.. y/n pouted again as she went back to making her card. Yujin looked over at y/n, something about her was just.. Sad. Did he go too far? He is definitely going to make it up, right?

“Yujin! Yujin! Look at my card!” y/n beamed as Yujin turned to look. “Doesn’t it look so cute!”

“It sure does,” Yujin replied as he finished his card.

“I really wished you could tell me who that card is for, it looks really nice,” y/n pouted.

“Don’t guilt trip me,” Yujin sighed. “If you stop asking, I’ll tell you after school.”

“Okay!” y/n jumped as she started to pack up the art materials. Yujin smiled as little things like that always managed to cheer up y/n. Yujin was deep into his thoughts, and only stopped when y/n waved her hand in front of Yujin. Yujin snapped out his thoughts and composed himself.

“Jeez, you were daydreaming so hard,” y/n giggled. “What were you even daydreaming about?”

“Nothing, I’m tired,” Yujin said. “Look, we have our next class, so let's pay attention!” Yujin was thankful that you often got distracted easily by teachers. His blush remained on his cheeks as he flipped through his notebook to take his notes while trying to avoid eye contact with y/n.

School had long been over, but y/n was nowhere to be seen. Yujin was leaning on the sidewalk, near the school entrance, where you can clearly see him. A lot of the students had already gone home, but not y/n. Yujin was sure of it, he came out much earlier. Did she really just ditch Yujin? No she couldn’t have, she said that she was going to walk home with Yujin today. Just then when Yujin was deep inside his thoughts, he felt a light smack on the arm. y/n!

“Why are you spacing out so much today? I’m getting quite worried. Are you feeling alright?” y/n asked as she looked to see if Yujin had any injuries.

“I’m–” Yujin tried saying but paused. “I’m fine, I’m just. I uhm. I wanted to tell you who my card is for.” y/n paused and remembered.

“Right! I kind of forgot, but tell me, who is the lucky person!” y/n asked as Yujin sighed as he grabbed the things behind him.

“You.” Yujin said with a red face as he gave you a small plushie with the valentines card. “I.. Can you be my Valentine’s y/n? I know you’re my best friend, but I really like you. I promise you won’t regret it. y/n’s face beamed as she took the plushie and card and gave Yujin a big squeeze.

“Of course! I like you too!” Yujin smiled. It was the response he wanted to hear.

author note: hi thank u for reading this ^^ i do have a plan to start writing shorter stories for zb1, then getting into the bigger series. i might start a smau soon after i figure out a plot and apps, but please leave any tips and suggestions if you have any! thank u for reading again!!

#yujin zb1 #han yujin #han yujin x reader #yujin x reader #zb1 #zb1 fluff #zb1 yujin #yujin fluff

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kittyhuii · 9 months

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╰┈➤ cats are the way into my heart 🐾

pairings: schoolmate!jun x gn!reader genre: fluff, mutual pining word count: 705 words of pure fluff

Synopsis: Junhui always seemed like the student who would be closed off, only with the right person does he act like himself. You knew that, and he knew you the same way as well. Yet, here you both are playing with the stray cats by the parking lot of your school.

You rush through the busy corridors of your school, bumping by some shoulders as you try to chase the bell. Gosh were you late, all thanks to the Philosophy essay that was due just last night at 11:59pm. Feeling like the odds of the world were with you today, you finally arrive inside your classroom just a few seconds before your homeroom teacher comes in as well.

You let out a huge sigh as you tiredly fall onto your seat, seemingly already tired when the day had barely started. As you put down your bags beside your table you see your seatmate Jun staring outside the window again, like he was looking for something. You just shrugged and faced the teacher who was now giving out announcements for this week and the like. Being the sleep deprived student you were, you were unfazed by these announcements your teacher was disseminating (do not feed the stray cats behind the school) and so here you are, head lying down on your arms used as a pillow on your desk, dozing off at 8 in the morning.

While you were catching up with your sleep, Jun, who was in his own little world turned to look at you. A smile crept up on his lips as he saw you sleeping peacefully despite the teacher in front of the class. His smile was short lived though as he averted his gaze on you and sighed, now he was doing what you couldn’t do just now – listen to your homeroom teacher.

You were startled from your slumber as you heard the school bell rung across the halls of the school. Recess, ah yes, your favorite subject. Happily grabbing one of your bags, you skip your way out of the classroom and outside the building. You make your way to your usual spot behind the school building, under an oak tree that serves as a shade under the bright sun. You sit down and grab your snacks from your bag. Just as you were about to take a bite into your sandwich you heard the sound of a kitten. You stood up, trying to look for where the sound came from. You were now a few steps away from the tree when you heard a bush rustle beside you, and there they were, a pair of kittens stepping out of the bush and walking towards you. They both started walking ‘round in circles on your shoe, meowing and purring, somewhat hypnotizing you to give them the food and attention that they’ve been starved of.

Jun stepped out of the main doors of the school and took a walk around the vicinity while sipping on the small straw of his yogurt. He stopped in his steps when he saw you in the distance, feeding your two new kitten friends. He took another sip on his yogurt before he continued walking again.

“ Y’know we shouldn’t feed them right?” you were startled when someone sneaked up from behind you. You who were bent down playing with the kittens stood up as you faced the person who scared the living shit out of you. There he was, Jun, your seatmate, a smile on his face, a yogurt on his hand and a straw on his lips. “It was the thing our teacher was talking about earlier – that we shouldn’t feed them since they will get attached to the students. Well…you couldn’t have known since you were… asleep” he said, blocking a laugh that could come out of his pretty lips.

Heat rose up to your cheeks when you saw Jun smile for the first time. You quickly avert your gaze from him, trying to save yourself from the embarrassment you will become. The kittens you were playing with earlier have now found a new friend to ask cuddles from, you watch as both kittens walk up to Jun meowing as a way of it asking for attention. After a few more moments together with Jun and the kittens you realize that you and Jun aren’t too different, you both like kittens, and you both like each other, and for the first time in a while you were glad that you fell asleep in class.

a/n: this is so self indulgent omg AFKBJKABFJK. i just love cats and junhui sm yall dont understand

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sinnohanvulpix · 1 year

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Goh is neurodivergent and you can’t change my mind

Since today is Autism Acceptance Day, this is the perfect time to look back on Goh’s iconic moments throughout Journeys and how they support my headcanon that he is autistic. This is also @pikatrainer99‘s headcanon, and we collaborated to make this post. And yes, we are both autistic, and we are allowed to encourage acceptance through this headcanon. If you’re not autistic and you disagree with any of this, then kindly leave.

With that out of the way though, let’s start with episode 1. And, oh boy, is there a lot to unpack! Just in this episode alone, we can see that Goh has a clear special interest in Pokemon, which brings him so much joy to talk about (which I can totally relate to). We also see that he lacked some social skills, didn’t understand social cues, and infodumped about all the different Pokemon they encountered as he didn’t understand that his role was to be the listener, not the teacher. But the biggest thing that stood out to me was when he said that he didn’t need friends, and it’s later revealed that he had been avoiding going to school. This seems to imply that something happened at school that made him stop going, which is unfortunately not uncommon for autistic people to go through (I would’ve gone through that if homeschooling wasn’t an option for me). So instead, he spent all his time on the computer doing Pokemon research.

Fast forward 4 years later to episode 2, and we see that Goh still finds just as much enjoyment in Pokemon research, with still no interest yet in making new friends. That is until he meets Ash, who was one of the first people he met who loves Pokemon just as much as he does. Because Goh still didn’t understand how friendship worked, he announced to him “I accept you as my friend!” As adorable as this is, it’s not the typical reaction to meeting someone, and I’m glad that it was Ash he said this too and not anyone else.

But episode 3 is when I really started seeing myself in Goh, as it was the first to show his insecure side, which likely developed from multiple instances of being misunderstood. After having one small argument with Ash, Goh became convinced that their friendship was completely over, that he messed it up. He even starts tearing up while muttering to himself, “so you’re one of those people too...”, which shows just how much having Ash as a friend means to him. Fortunately though, since Ash is so forgiving, he quickly forgot all about the argument and helped reassure Goh that they’re still friends, much to his relief.

After episode 3, the evidence became a little more spread out, but we can clearly see in multiple future episodes that Goh’s friendship with Ash hasn’t “changed” his autistic-coded traits. We still see many of these traits throughout the series, especially his fear of being rejected (which I headcanon as RSD, aka Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria, which is commonly linked with autism and ADHD). This was most prevalently seen throughout episode 22, when Goh became convinced that Raboot didn’t want him as its trainer anymore and would live a happier life without him, which fortunately turned out to be untrue as Raboot came back for him. This was seen again in episode 101, when Goh saw Grookey getting along so well with the wild Grookey and Thwackey they met that he thought Grookey would be happier living with them. But once again, his beloved partner came back, reassuring him that they do belong together.

Speaking of the Galar starters, we also saw in episode 62 that Goh has trouble identifying his emotions, aka alexithymia (also commonly linked with autism). During a childhood flashback, after he had lost interest in playing with the other kids, his teacher asked him why, but Goh was unable to answer as he didn’t know why himself. Even in the present day when he reassured Drizzile that it’s okay not to know why it’s feeling this way, he began to tear up without knowing why. Something tells me this is something that he’s always needed to hear, whether he realized it or not.

And of course, we can’t talk about Goh’s insecure side without talking about episode 32. Even though we knew by the end that it was all a misunderstanding, Goh was convinced for three whole years that Tokio had intentionally broken his promise and abandoned him. This experience heavily traumatized him, which we can clearly see as his encounters with Ariados and Pineco bring back the memories of his time with Tokio and the painful emotions he associated them with. Not to mention this took place a year after episode 1, when he was already uninterested in making new friends. Seeing his first close friendship end this way definitely contributed to his distrust in others and unclear grasp of how friendship works, even after the two eventually made up.

This was even shown as late as episode 135, the penultimate episode of Journeys. He spent the entire episode trying to find the courage to tell Ash that he wanted to go on his own journey... only for Ash to casually tell him the same thing. Goh felt so betrayed by this that it led to an emotional outburst, which I can honestly understand. I wouldn’t want my dear friends to make this kind of casual announcement either. This proves that even after all this time of bonding with Ash and growing as a person and trainer, Goh still has much work to do when it comes to understanding social relations, which is a lifetime commitment for autistic people.

Fortunately, Goh has still managed to find much fulfillment on his journey. Not only has he finally gotten to embrace his deep passion for Pokemon, but he’s also formed multiple friendships with Pokemon. In fact, Pika and I believe that the reason he wants to catch ‘em all (apart from working his way up to Mew) is because he feels more comfortable befriending Pokemon than people. Pokemon don’t judge him the way people do, so it makes perfect sense why he would want to have friends in his life who won’t betray him.

Overall, we’re both super happy that we got to spend three years following the journey of one of the most relatable characters in Pokemon history. Goh will always be one of our favourite characters, and we’ll always look back fondly on his many iconic and relatable moments ❤️

#anipoke #pokeani #gou #goh #trainer go #trainer gou #trainer goh #autism #autism acceptance #autism headcanon #autistic characters #autistic positivity #this is our headcanon and you cannot change it

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aquagirl1978 · 1 year

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Longing for the Love We Left - Gilbert von Obsidian x Reader (Ikemen Prince)

A/N: Based upon the card for his upcoming birthday story event

Pairing: Gilbert von Obsidian x Reader

Prompt: Gilbert's second birthday

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The bell rang loudly, announcing the arrival of yet another customer. You put your quill down - you would have to finish transcribing the list of newly acquired books later. Looking up, you felt a stab of disappointment as you saw a woman and her young child enter the store.

One year.

It had been exactly one year since you had celebrated his birthday. One year since you parted as you finished your role as Belle. One year since you returned to your old life at the bookstore.

One year since you had last seen him, touched him.

He had one year to find you. You knew he certainly could if he wanted to; he had eyes and ears everywhere in the palace. With one eye, he saw more than what most saw with two.

He saw more in you than anyone ever before.

You pushed those thoughts out of your head as you helped the customer select a fairy tale to read to her child at night. Soon after she left, you resumed your duties at the desk, your mind plagued by him. Sighing loudly, your breath puffed up a loose strand of your hair, memories of Gilbert seared in your head.

As time dragged on, more and more customers stopped in. An elderly couple. A teacher. A group of friends. With each new customer came another sharp stab of pain straight through your heart.

“Are you going to be okay here alone?” your boss asked as he was getting ready to close the store.

“Yeah,” you replied, your eyes glued to the parchment before you, your quill scratching softly on its surface. “I want to get this inventory finished. Christmas is in a few days; I expect things will be very busy the next few days.” No ulterior motives in staying late, you told yourself.

“Goodnight then. See you tomorrow.”

The bell rang again, this time announcing you were all alone. All alone with your thoughts of the worldwide disaster who refused to leave your mind.

“This is ridiculous,” you muttered aloud to no one, as you gazed sadly out the window. “He’s not coming.”

Your lids felt heavy as you continued to work; words blurred on the page as the sky turned from blue to black.

The ball rang again, loudly disrupting your thoughts.

“I’m sorry, we’re closed,” you said without looking up, mildly annoyed that your boss had neglected to lock the door.

“Even for me?”

A delicious chill crept up your spine as you slowly lifted your head; your lips lifted into a small smile as your eyes met his. He came; he actually came.

“You see, today is my birthday,” Gilbert said as he slowly approached you, his cane loudly tapping the wooden floor. “And I was looking for a certain book.”

He pulled the book on top of the pile of those remaining to be inventories. “This.” He handed you the book, its rich leather cover ornately engraved in gold leaf. “This is the one.”

“Bedtime Fairy Tales from the Kingdom of Jade,” you read aloud. Stifling a laugh, you returned the book to the pile. “I’m sure this is what brought you here.”

He stood there, clad in black, leaning on his slender cane; his gaze soft and tender as he stared straight into your soul, stirring up everything you had been feeling that day.

Staring back in silence, your insides twisted. Gone was the fear you once felt when alone with this man.

But what was it replaced with?

He smiled at you wistfully as he turned on his heel and began to walk away. Just as I thought, you heard him mutter.

Or did he say - just as I feared?

Letting out a shaky breath, your heart pounded as you pushed aside the books. Rising out of your seat, you followed after the Obsidian prince. It took him a year, but he came back for you; you weren’t about to let him go now.

“Don’t...” You wrapped your arms around his waist, his cloak thick and cool. “Don’t go.” You pressed your cheek against his furry collar, holding his body close to yours. Sighing, you breathed in his familiar scent; how you longed for this, to be this close to him once more.

He turned his face, his rose-red eye glancing down at you, your small figure tight against his. He twined his gloved fingers in yours and pulled your arms tighter against him, enjoying your warmth.

“How will you celebrate this year?” he asked, his lips parted in a small smile “Of course, you won’t run away… ?”

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He turned in your arms; cupping your cheek in his hand, you nuzzled against his cool touch. You looked up at him with a smile. No intentions of ever running away again, your mind now was only filled with thoughts of how to celebrate him this year and every year after.

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Donnie Darko x goth!reader 🙏🙏🙏

GOTH!READER X DONNIE DARKO

WARNINGS; basically none! Slight swearing and bullying but that's it.

WORDCOUNT: 1.5k

A/N: Gender neutral prns used in this for readers! I'm assuming by goth you mean trad goth (which fits the time era honestly) or maybe romantic goth (my style hehe lol) so I'll keep that as a reference. Theres also a pov switch half way through. Hope it isn't too jarring!

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Donnie had never had a particular taste in people, really, he’d be surprised and feel lucky enough to have someone even glance over at him in a slightly romantic regard. Sure he had his ex-girlfriend Gretchen show interest in him but that didn't really assure him of how attractive he was, he could barely comprehend how others perceive him other than the obvious being that he's a little out of it. He liked all sorts of different styles of people, who was he to judge? It's not like he was particularly fashionable outside of the average late 80s young mens fashion.

This statement wouldn't last long though, as he placed his backpack on the back of his chair and sat down he saw an unfamiliar person sitting at the front of his class alone from the others. The teacher smacked the chalkboard with her ruler to gain the class's attention, “Attention class! Good morning everyone” she announced. “Today we have a student transferring from the other class to join ours” students began to whisper to each other, “Dear, why don't you come up here and introduce yourself?” she clearly had good intentions with asking this. But this is like.. The number one way to make a kid embarrassed, Donnie pondered to himself.

The transfer stood up in front of the board “um.. hey.. my name y/n l/n, i've moved from the class next door” -- “no wonder you had to move '' one of the kids called out jokingly, y/n sighed in an annoyed tone. Donnie stared at you, you were well.. Clearly alternative, goth? You were dressed in the normal school uniform but your hair, makeup, piercings made it obvious you weren't like the basic kid. He felt his insides twist a little, you were beautiful. You looked so mysterious and otherworldly compared to the other students and he was enamoured by your appearance.

Apparently some of the less emotionally intelligent people in our class didn't see that though, not even ten minutes after finishing your introduction and sitting back down you had some kids throw paper balls at you from across the classroom. And as the average lame ass teacher does she ignored your clear bullying situation. Donnie wanted to say something, but bit his tongue. Glancing at you pitfully only to be met with a glare in return, ‘oh god, did i make them feel even worse?’ He worried to himself. ‘Of course I did. God, I'm bad at being chill.‘

A few hours after school, as the dark began to dawn upon the sky donnie found himself lying on his bed daydreaming of you, what type of music could you be into? Surely Dark wave or post punk right? Did you dress even more extreme outside of school? Were you secretly kind and sweet underneath your intimidating appearance? Were your lips as soft as they seemed? Donnie snapped out of it, what was he thinking… he felt kind of creepy daydreaming about someone he's never even spoken to before. Ever since he had gotten home he'd been more zombie-like than usual, his parents even asked him at the dinner table if he had been taking his meds and he scoffed, for once that wasn't the issue. The issue was he had fallen in love at first sight.

Morning came around, Donnie walked with his doofhead friends aside his sister and her little group. “Donnieee” Samantha groaned “we’re all gonna be late for the bus we took too long!” Donnie and his friends shrugged and Samantha retorted “well my friends and i aren't gonna miss the bus. Have fun slow pokes” she said as she signalled her friends to start running up to the bus stop.

Samantha for once in her miniature life span was right, Donnie and his friends did in fact take too long. Now they had to walk all the way to school and be late. This wasn't all bad though, as the one and only y/n pushed between them to get through clearly having also missed the bus as well. He could hear your music practically blasting through your walkman, funny. Wasn't that a metalhead thing to do? Donnies friends began to snicker to themselves “what a loser” they whispered in reference to you. Donnie gave them an annoyed glare, before speeding up to walk next to you and speak.

“Uh.. hey uh-” he began, you looked at him in confusion, taking your headphones off.

“What?” you said bluntly, internally you were nervous, you'd already gotten the shit bullied out of you yesterday. You don't need another total dweeb ruining your day before you even manage to get in the school gates. “I'm uh.. Donnie Darko, I figured I'd say hi since we’re in the same class now right?” he smiled awkwardly and attempted to shake your hand. You gave him a wonky smile back, “oh uh.. hey nice to meet you Donnie.” The handshake failed miserably, you tried to shake his hand but took too long to process the action.

What the fuck am i doing? Donnie thought to himself, he was incredibly nervous. The two of you had been walking in essentially complete silence for 5 minutes now, Donnie felt like an idiot for assuming someone as cool as you would be interested in talking to him, he gave you a slight glance and you returned it back

Sighing, you figured that indulging in a little conversation wouldn't kill you. Besides, if he came up to you in the first place and has stuck around walking with you for this long without saying anything outlandish surely he wasn't all bad.

“Sooo.. Darko huh? Kind of a cool last name isn't it?” you initiated. “You think it's cool? I swear people just make fun of me or think it's weird” he looked at you with giddiness in his eyes and smiled, ‘oh. He's cute.’ you thought to yourself. “So is there a particular reason you've decided to be nice to me Donnie?” he shrugged nervously “Oh well- i mean i don't know, i'm not exactly popular myself so i guess i understand how it feels to be judged” you thinly smiled in response before you began to hear high pitched exaggerating moaning noises from behind you, Donnie’s friends were acting up. “Ugh fuck im sorry about them.” Donnie groaned, “it's chill, i've dealt with worse” you shrugged, before continuing “ever jigged school before Donnie?” he raised his brow at you “sure have y/n.” you giggled “let's ditch these losers i know a spot.”

You lead him down an old path through the forest before sitting at what looked like some sort of strange concrete circle on the ground. “Jesus y/n how’d you even manage to find this place?” he voiced in shock “Someone who looks like me has their ways,” you smirked. “Y'know y/n i may end up regretting this, i actually have some major sleepwalking issues. I'd hate to wake up down here at 6am” he chuckled softly before sitting on the ground with you. “Sleepwalking? At this age too? Why's that?” Donnie smiled looking down to the ground “oh well uh.. We all got our own problems right?” “amen to that donnie.” you started to soften up, he seemed genuine.

“Hey, sorry about glaring at you the other day. And being kind of rude when you tried to speak to me earlier” his eyes stared into yours “it's fine y/n, and understandable.. You have all sorts of people targeting you at the moment id be no different at first sight” he continued “i mean, with the way you look and all. You don't seem to care to live up to others expectations of what you should be, you're more free than m-majority of the people in our school will e-ever be. I'm uh envious really.” he started off saying this quite assertively, but his words tangled in soft stutters at the end as the intensity of your gaze made him recoil into himself. “Wow Donnie, I didn't expect that many words to come out of your mouth.. Let alone be so true..” “It feels good to have someone who gets it for once.” you warmly smiled.

“Do you listen to music, Donnie?” you inquired “you mean do i listen to your type of music?” he snickered, you rolled your eyes in response “duh.” He thought about it for a second “well yeah i guess technically, nothing super niche but i like new wave.” you nodded your head “we should uh.. Y'know hangout sometime and listen together, i could introduce you to some stuff " Donnie perked up "in a going together type of way?” you gave him a confused look. “Ah sorry i meant to say going out ugh” he looked flustered and you giggled, before standing up and proceeding to pull him with you. You embraced him, gazing into his eyes beginning to lean in closer to his face.

Hehe cliff hanger. Maybe you guys kissed, maybe you pushed him away and called him a weirdo! Who knows, hope you enjoyed my lovelies

partially proof read. will check for mistakes.

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Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings- Swear words, Some guys make suggestive comments towards reader and I think that’s it.

This came for a tik tok i randomly found from starktower.

Overview- Today was the 21st of November and of course at the ripe time of 7:37 it gets announced there is a project worth 20% of your grade. However you were oblivious to this considering it was only 7:26 and you were hanging with your quite large group of friends.

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Hey I’m gonna throw this stuff in my locker you tell Lucy who was the closest to you. She nodded and you were able to head to your locker but not before Mikey came up to cling to you like water to a sponge.

Heyyy leaving so soon? I was just getting started.

Was just putting my stuff away. We start class in like 10 minutes.

Aww that soon I thought I was able to hang out with you more. He pushed his lower lip out to form a pout that made you cringe into your self. You finally get to your locker and shove in your stuff while Mikey talks your ear off for the entire 10 minutes you had before class.

Um I have to get to class. Soo I’ll see you around. You interrupt him waving a hand while walking in the other direction.

When you enter the classroom with a few minutes to spare you see a group of your friends talking in the back corner. Deciding to join them you set your stuff down and walk over to them.

Can you believe it. I mean this teacher is such a bitch I’m honestly not even surprised. One your your friends say.

Wait what’s happening? Why are we calling mrs. Warren a bitch? You ask confused.

Cause she is assigned projects worth 20% of our grade and won’t let us choose our partners. Lucy informs you. Damn it if she puts me with someone who doesn’t do anything I swear I’m going’s scream. It’s then that the bell rings and everyone comes piling into classing into their seats.

Scanning the room you look at the people who you could potentially be partners with. Most of the people would be fine but then there are a couple who you would hate to be with and that list includes: Daniel- all he does is stare at boobs all day don’t even ask how he got into high school, Marcus- the schools “bad boy” when in reality he is just some guy with mommy issues, Flash- an inconsiderate jerk who gets off on being mean to everyone, Megan- who only personality trait is that she’s dating the captain of the football team and last but not least, Henry- your ex boyfriend.

Alright everyone settle down as some of you know we are have a project it’s worth 20% of your final grade you have 2 weeks to finish this. I will be picking your partners and then will hand out a paper with everything you need to know about the project on it. You may not be able to finish it in class so I recommend planning on getting together with your partner to plan how your going to meet up to finish it. If you have any further questions ask now or raise your hand and I will be coming around to answer them later. No questions ok I’ll start assigning partners. Blake and Shelby Marcus and Carter Zoie and Bailey Y/n and Peter Lucy an….

At this you stoped paying attention and started looking around the room for the Peter you assumed she was talking about. Peter Parker. When you finally spotted him you saw he was already looking at you. When you really look at him he’s actually really cute not like the in your face kinda way but in the subtlety of when you really look at him you can’t look away. You never really talked to Peter himself but you are friends with his best friend Ned but he seems like he’s a good person and smart knowing that he’s on the school Decathlon team. You get knocked out of your thought by someone yelling something

Aw come on Mrs. Warren why do I have to be with her. She’s stupid I can’t hang out with stupid people. This came from David Caskey probably the most stupid person you’ve ever met. As you about to tell to shut his mouth Mrs. Warren sent him to the office.

Ok get into groups I want to see ideas I want to see plans. Go disperse.

As you got up to go sit next to Peter you bumped right into what you could describe as your worst nightmare came true your ex Henry.

Bet you wish you were my partner. Huh Y/n.

You wish jackass. As you try to get past him he moves so he’s in your way again.

Come on baby you know you want me back. They all do it’s nothing to be ashamed of.

Get out of my way Henry I’m to tired to deal with your stupidity today. Finally successful in moving past him you take you place next to Peter. Sorry bout that. He can get really annoying.

No you’re good. There was silence for a few moments before Peter grabs the paper and starts discussing how we’ll get through it. After about an hour of work you talk about how to do work outside of class.

Well I personally like getting it done as fast as possible so maybe we could have free time in class that would mean we would have to either sit together at lunch or go to each others places after school. You look up at him to see him staring very intensely at the paper in front of him.

Yeah that sounds fine I can do either. You notice that he does this a lot. Giving short almost indecisive answers to all of your statements.

Hey are you alr..

Penis Parker! How’s it feel to be partners with the hottest babe in school? Hey little mama if you wanna trade partners I would be down just call me and you can come over to my place to “work”. The last part you directed at you and made your skin crawl.

I’m good. You reply kertly.

Your telling me you’d rather be with the loser Penis Parker than me?

Come on Flash just leave her alone she has no part in this.

Shut up Parker. I wasn’t talking to you.

Hey watch your mouth Flash don’t be such an ass.

HEY separate now flash other side of the room.

Flash stares as the two of you as he walks away and you notice how quite the room has gone. The only noise was Flash pulling out his chair to sit down in to be heard. Eventually mummers made way the chatter and finally to regular talking.

I’m sorry about him.

You’re good hand me your phone. He grabs it out of his pocket and hands it to you but as you grab it your fingers brush past each other’s he quickly recoiles his hand and you ignore it and the slight pang in your chest handing his phone back to him. I just put in my number are you free tonight?

Yeah yeah I am totally free. He gives you a smile and it warms your face to a shade of pink.

Okay great text me where you live I’ll be there at 6. The bell rings and you start the pick up your stuff.

6 okay I’m see you there. Peter calls after you who was already half way out the door.

He didn’t live very far from your apartment about a 20 minute walk so when 5:32 hit the clock you hit the road the go to peters. You were able to make it there at 6:56. You knocked on the door and heard the small Yelp and someone yell for Peter. A kind lady with wired glasses opened the door.

You must be Y/n I’ve heard so much.

Mayyy stop it. Let her it. It sounded like Peter and you were proven correct when May opened the door to reveal a Peter with a slight pink to his cheeks.

Hi it’s nice to meet you. You hold out a hand for may to shake but she turns you down a gives you a hug instead. You were never a real big hugger but something about this hug made you want to be a hugger it felt so safe. However it was cut short by her letting go of you and pushing you towards Peter.

Now go work you two I don’t want any slacking.

You snicker and let Peter lead you into his room. She seems nice. You tell Peter.

Yeah sorry if your not much of a hugger she loves them.

No it’s okay I don’t normally give hugs but hers were nice.

You both enter his room and you see it’s pretty standard. Though it looks like he was rushing to clean it do to the trash and laundry basket being full and the bed is messily made. But it was cute. You took a seat on the bed and he took one in the desk chair. There was an awkward silence before you reached into your bag to grab your laptop to open up your slide show.

After about an hour of doing work and only talking to get each other’s opinion on a slide you both decided to take a break.

I really am sorry about Flash and everything.

It’s not your fault and you shouldn’t apologize for his gross actions.

Yeah I know but I still feel bad.

You really got to stand up for yourself. Flash is just a scared little boy who craves his mother’s attention. He laughs at this. It’s true. You know I could pretend to be your girlfriend at school and stuff. Then on one would give you a hard time. You almost smack your self. How could you say that so nonchalantly god shut your mouth.

You’d do that for me? Peter says surprising me.

Sure you’d keep the creepy guys away from me.

I’d love to be your fake boyfriend Y/n.

AN- Like it if you want a part two. If this does well I’ll make a part two or if I want to the I will but who knows. Have a nice day or night.

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justlydiasworld · 2 years

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AVOID ME

Pairing: Robin Buckley x F!Reader

Summary: An ex-best friend of yours-Robin Buckley, tries her best to avoid you at all cost. You don’t know the reason behind all of this,but you’ve been playing along. Not until you had no other choice but to share a queen sized bed with her. Will secrets be shared? Who knows? Let’s dive in.

Warning(s): angst, hurt reader/robin, bit of fluff,etc. (if I miss anything, please don’t hesitate to tell me.)

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Authors note: This idea randomly came when I was talking to a mutual of mine @crow-the-birdie . We were talking about the enemies to lovers dynamic and then the bed trope. I immediately thought of Robin and f!reader because it fits perfectly. Or that’s what I think. My inbox/messages are still open. If you need any ideas or request rules, press the link down below. 👇

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“And that is it for this class, you guys may be dismissed.” Mr.Marley neatly stacked the homework sheets and sat them on his wooden desk. Pushing back his glasses Mr.Marley notices the field trip forms in the corner.He widens his eyes for a seconds and clears his throat.

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You were packing your things swiftly,and ready to head out of this class. A sudden swoosh breezes pass your exposed skin. Leaving chills down your spine. It was Robin. It seems like she always tends to leave this class earlier than most students- maybe because you’re in her classes. You let out a huge sigh and roll your eyes. Ever since last years prom- she never tries to approach you again. Robin often glances time to time but she never tried to shoot a conversation. You’ve convinced yourself she hates you. Robin excludes you out of group projects, leaves you to each lunch alone, talks over you whenever you get the chance to answer questions- so on and so forth.

As Robin tries to leave the class- she was stopped by Mr.Marley. “Uh uh uh, not so fast ms.buckley.” He took his hand and placed it in front of Robin, almost leaning forward. “u-uh, did I do something wrong Mr.Marley? I know I alway leave your class super super early- but I swear I have a good reason. Or-or that’s what I would like to say but-“ Mr.Marley raises an eyebrow,giving Robin a look. “You aren’t in any trouble ms.buckely. I just have to make an announcement before anybody gets the chance to leave today.”

He grabs the field trip form and holds it up in the air. “Everybody listen up.” You turned your head to see the brown haired teacher holding up a form. “We will be having a fun field trip for this year,and I would like you to have this signed and turned in by tomorrow morning. We’ll be checking out museums, stores , and sleeping in a hotel.” Your mouth opens slightly- this was so sudden. You raised your hand in the air in curiosity. His eyes roaming around in the room-finally noticing your hand being raised.

“Yes.Question?“ he points at you with a blank face. “You mentioned sleeping in a hotel right?” Your arms now flung down onto the side. “Yes,yes I have.” His arms now crossed and held close. “I’m sure all of these students won’t have a singular room for themselves- are we sharing a bed?a room? Are their two beds? Could you explain please?” You grabbed your book bag that was sitting on your chair, brows furrowed- you can see Robin avoiding eye contact. She’s playing with her rings, a nervous wreck. That’s what she was.

“Good question,Ms. y/n/l.” A small grin tugs his mouth in the corner. Robin takes a seat near the door and slowly swings her back pack onto the desk. “We will be sharing a room. Two girls in one room. Two guys in one room. And unfortunately there’s one room with only one bed. You may have to sleep with the other person or either you or them can sleep on the floor. It’s up to the person who gets the room.” He eyes at Robin and it seems like he was pulling something. Silence filled the class and you were pretty satisfied with the answer- convinced that you might share a room or even a bed with other students besides Robin. Or hopefully not Robin.

After all, you did tell Mr.Marley about the whole situation many many times. Surprisingly-Robin didn’t interrupt you this once. Which was a bit shocking but you didn’t give it much of a thought. “Get those signed.” He handed each students a form- now leaving the room one by one. Now it was you and Robin left in the room. Why didn’t she leave like always? As you took the slip from his hands- you gave him a nod and left class. It was just Robin left behind.

“M-Mr. Marley?” Robin twisted her rings and gave an awkward smile. “Yes Robin?” He raised his brows once again and noticed the nervous brunette. “Am I sharing a bed with..uhm-“ she turns her head, making sure you aren’t there to listen to the conversation. “-y/n?” Mr.Marley grinned at the brunettes flushed face. “Not that I care. I definitely don’t like her. Yeah. Not a bit. She’s a butt. Mhm. A pain in the a-“ as she was about to finish, Robin saw the soft head shake that the teacher made. “Yeah sorry..” she muttered underneath her breath. “Robin, I think it’s time to talk it out with her. It’s now or never.” He took a seat on his swivel. She lets out a sigh and her head down low. “I made this field trip specifically for this situation.” He stapled some sheets together and does the same thing to the other sheets that were now laid perfectly down flat. “Oh w-wow,uhm, you would go that far for us Mr.Marley? I mean of course you would. We’re you’re students. And it would be stupid if you didn’t care for us because you’re our teacher so if you didn’t-” She tilted her head and gave a toothy smile. “I’m doing it again,arent I?”

He looked at the brunette and looked at her and said,” Robin,if there’s one thing you should know about me.” He stopped and continued to staple more sheets of papers. “I don’t put in effort into something meaningless. Trust me. I know how much you love that girl.” He chuckled and pushed back his glasses with his index finger. “Lo-Love? No,I hate her. I absolutely despise her. I cannot stand her.” She stomped her feet softly on the ground, trying her hardest to convince her teacher that she totally did not love you.

He sighed and got up from his chair and leaned on one of the desks. Robins eyes following his every step. “You have to tell her the truth. The reason why you pushed yourself away from her,Robin. That’s all I can say. I’m merely you’re teacher, this field trip is my part of helping you out. Do your part,will ya’?” He crossed his arms and stared at the freckled brunette. Robin on the other hand knows that you deserve the truth, but there’s no point in telling you now. You practically hate her. Or so that’s what Robin thinks.

—- NEXT DAY —-

“Thank you for turning the forms in on time.” Mr.Marley says as each students walk in his class with the signed form. Robin nervously taps on the desk and waits patiently. A few seconds later, you ran in the door and apologized for being late. You handed him the form and you can see Robin just examining your face. It’s like she never got to actually see your face. You rolled your eyes,expecting the brunette to say something stupid and put you down again. “ I don’t like your smile. “ or “ what is that smell? “ and she turns to stare at you and says “ oh it’s just you.” As you broke the small moment of eye contact, Robin’s body froze up. That eye roll and pissed face, she didn’t like that at all. Her body felt so heavy, her heart filling with guilt and regret.

—-IN THE BUS —-

You couldn’t believe what Mr.Marley said. “We have specific seats on the bus?” One student called out, sitting on the rubber cushion. “Yes,we do.” He grabs the sheet of paper and fixes his glasses to call the names out and point out where they’re seating and who they will be sitting with. A groan left all of the students lips and yours too. You couldn’t believe it.

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You couldn’t believe this at all. You were paired up with buckely. Robin buckley. You thought it was a mistake but now you couldn’t say a thing because all of the other students were happy with their seating arrangements and the bus took off.What’s worse is that Mr.Marley already went and took a seat on the front row. You were in the back.

You sigh and look down on the floor. Your thighs almost touching robins. She nervously watches as your sorrowful eyes meet the cold flooring. It struck Robin that she made you feel this way. She did this to you. Robin was near the window and she tried her best to avoid your soft gaze. It seemed quieter for the both of you when the bus were filled with other students,yelling and laughing at jokes that weren’t funny and laughable.

- 11:00 pm (still heading to the hotel.) -

“so, why’d you avoid me for 3 years.” You had no clue where you had this sudden confidence burst from,but you were dazed, closing and shutting your eyes slowly.But she couldn’t see that because you turned your head away from hers, avoiding to make eye contact to the person who left you with no explanation.Robins eyes widened and turned to see your trembled hand. Trembling. “ I’m so sorry (y/n). It’s such a childish reasoning but I hope you’ll forgive me. Please.” Robin wants to take your soft hands and hold them tenderly, and with care. She never intended to hurt you, but she did. She thought maybe if she acted cold towards you, maybe the feelings she had for you, would also turn cold. And that logic didn’t work. It only broke robins poor heart to see you in this kind of state, what’s even worse is that she did this to you. She caused this all. As soon Robin opened her mouth. Your head gently falls on her shoulder. A slight weight on Robin. She froze up once again and smiled. Hesitantly but now kissing the top of your head and gently placed her head on top of yours.

- 2:00 am ( still on the bus ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )-

Soon enough,all you can hear was the rain pouring outside of the school bus. Hitting gently on the glass windows. Like rushing waters that had a slight soothing sound that came with every drop. You opened your eyes roughly, waking up to the sound of thunder. Making you jump a bit, clinging onto robins arm. “I’m- im so sorry.” You looked up and you weren’t expecting the both of you being so close to each other’s faces. Hearing the heart beats bouncing off the bus. Silence roaming around but the soft breathing that Robin made, only you and her being able to hear. Another lightning appeared outside, but this time you could see how the light was shown on robins freckled face. Nose to nose, breath to breath,body on body.

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stretchyyonko · 6 months

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Love @ First Sight 💕

- I find them cute 😭💗 ( mah babies 🥹 )

- coby owns a big bike lessgo

- luffy here is a 3rd year and coby is a 2nd year

One Friday Morning in the Grand Line University....

The whole Corridor is filled with freshman and 2nd-3rd year girls who was aiming to see Ace and Sabo the popular brothers and also Coby the student council president of the 2nd year Department

"OMG THERE'S COBY-SENPAI!"

"WHERE?! WHERE?!"

"THERE!! HE'S TALKING RIGHT NOW WITH ACE AND SABO-SENPAI!!"

"KYAAHH!!!"

"Ughh here they are all again..."

"Just don't mind them ace keep your walk straight and nevermind their eyes piercing through you"

"Urk you sound like it was hella scary as fuck dude shut up"

Sabo just rolled off his eyes and smiled back at coby who was waiting for an answer with his question

"Ohh luffy? Sadly he was sick today since he got caught up in the rain yesterday"

"Ohh..."

"Don't worry! He will be just fine by tomorrow...if he didn't throw a fit and just stay put and our personal doctor marco is right there taking care of him so no worries...or so we thought.."

"SABO STOP WITH THOSE SCARY PREDICTIONS OF YOURS MARCO WOULD NOT TOUCH LUFFY LIKE THAT"

"Sorry haha I'm just overthinking that's all"

"That's crazy to overthink sabo..."

"Ohh okay then thank you for telling me! I'll visit him later after our classes and might as well take care of him in behalf of sir marco"

"Ohh thank you then coby! Luffy might get happy if his friends visited him!"

Ace ruffled coby's hair as he and sabo went to their respective classrooms...

As for coby he waited for helmeppo on the gate since their biology class starts at 9 AM

He was still thinking that it was his fault that luffy got sick because of yesterday.

As he was in his train of thoughts he suddenly heard helmeppo calling his name

"COBY!!" he said while waving and running towards coby who was just a few meters far from him

"YOU BASTARD I TOLD YOU TO COME HERE EARLY BECAUSE WE HAVE TO TALK ABOUT OUR REPORT FOR LATER!"

"SORRY MY ALARM DID NOT RANG FOR A MINUTE"

"Whatever lets get started and divide our parts so we will not take too much time later on"

"Okay then"

After that they both sat on the cafe inside the campus and started dividing the slides they are about to tackle about and even search for fun facts and ideas for add-ons and by 8:40 AM they stood up and took their things and went to their first class

As they both went inside the classroom one of their classmates told them that their prof from their class will be absent because of sudden emrgencies but a substitute teacher from the chemistry department came to take a look for them

"Good Morning class the name's Monette and I'm from the chemistry department and your proffesor told me to be in substitute today and was also told that someone from this class are about to report something today?"

Coby and Helmeppo raised their hands "That's us miss its our turn for todays report"

"Okay then please kindly get here in the front and present your report so the time will be not wasted"

After they both went in front they both presented their slides and had a successful report with their classmates not asking questions and even have high scores on the quiz they gave for them.

"Okay then class since their report and the mini quiz is done it should be my que to leave and Mr. Coby and Mr. Helmeppo please kindly hand me the papers from your quiz so I could put it on your prof's desk okay? Thats all and the class is dismissed" Monette announced as she gave them a sweet smile and took the papers from Coby and Helmeppo.

Their next class will start at 12:30 and will finish at 2PM and it was still early

"How about we just got to the library?"

Coby gave him a coy look as he let out a small laugh "You'll just sleep there you idiot"

"What? I mean rather than spacing out i'd rather sleep on the library instead"

"Go then lets meet at the cafeteria at 11PM so we could go eat and head to our last class for today"

"Okay then see ya"

"Mn see ya"

They parted ways as Coby headed to the student council office and found Sabo there with Koala the Vice President on their department and one of the vice head directors of the school which was also luffy's grandfather garp

"Ohh Good morning ms. Koala and mr. Savo and to you too head director Dragon"

"No need for formalities young lad just call me garp" garp replied as he ate a rice cracker

"You old man why are you slacking off here in the student council room?" He heard Sabo let out a sigh as he signed the papers Koala just handed him as garp was on the sofa happily eating his rice crackers.

"HEH you have the guts to scold your grandfather here boy–"

"Sengoku-san was just scolding him and he doesn't want to hear it so he went to hide here" Koala sighed as she handed the last paper to sign for today

Sabo just scoffed as he signed the papers diligently while listening.

"Oh by the way Coby theres a document handed to you from your secretary tashigi a while ago" sabo said which got coby's attention and took the envelope from him

"Thank you! That's why tashigi texted me a while ago thank you again pres!"

"No worries"

Coby went out from the room as he went to the cafe to check the documents and saw that tashigi has already done the part where he asked for the information of the people who attacked a first year of the grand line university yesterday.

FLASHBACK

It was 7pm that time and all president of every year level had an urgent meeting for the upcoming sport championship and also upcoming retreat for the freshmen and graduating students and so their meeting lasted for 2 hours since it will tackle about the rules, and also the amount of selection for the place where the said retreat and even the selection of players for the sport champion ship is also tackled hence that's why everyone is busy that night of the meeting...

"Okay everyone let's continue to discuss this tomorrow evening so no more absences tomorrow but if needed please just provide an excuse letter or tell me beforehand of the meeting"

After sabo finished the meeting everyone helped to clean out the said room except for sabo who stayed for a while since he still have papers to finish for that regards about the concerns of the parents and also the students for the upcoming retreat

As they were about to exit the school grounds it started raining and coby being the most prepared one took out his umbrella and bid goodbye to others took out their emergency unbrellas on their lockers.

As he was walking to the main gate he heard someone yelling near the open field of their campus dome and it seemed like someone was hurt so he quickly went to that direction..

And the sight overly made his eyes go wide as no scream let out from his mouth...

There luffy was getting punched as he tries to stand by to protect the two freshman girls who is now crying under the rain...

Coby lost it as he yeeted his umbrella and dashed out to go and gave them and give them a taste of their own medicine as he gave them a few round house kicks and some uppercuts that badly damaged the ones who hurts luffy

"C-Coby?"

"LUFFY-SAN"

Luffy let out a little laugh as the two girls went to go check on him.

"HOW DARE YOU HURT THE FUCK OUT OF ME?!"

"That's my question to you either..."

"What the hell are you doing in the grandline university punching the hell out the head directors son?"

The students from other school went to look at luffy in horror as luffy menacingly looked at them

"Rule no.35 in the school rules...No other school should be allowed to punch, bully, kill, nor harass students inside nor outside from the Grand Line University campus..."

"Yet here you are...beating the hell out of the only son of the head director..."

Coby grabbed the collar of the now shaking outsider as he whispered on his ear

"Now go and get the hell out of here with your dumbass friends and never go back before the president of the students council sees you" he coldly said as he threw him outside of the 2nd gate of the campus.

After that the five outsiders quickly ran their asses off as he turned around to check for luffy.

"L-Luffy-san are you alright?"

"Y-Yeah thank you for that coby shishi"

Coby and the two girls almost cried at how strong luffy is despite of his hurtful image he still let out a smile.

"YOU-WHY DID YOU JUST STOOD THERE! YOU'RE ALMOST GOT KILLED BECAUSE OF US" the other girl cried as luffy only smiled and patted her head.

"I know it seems to me that they're just weak and so i just feed the ego and was about to strike after they're done hitting but coby showed up"

"...."

"What matters us that its already done okay? And its still raining i'll call our driver vergo so he could drive you two hom–"

"Stop...we are already for your protection luffy-senpai..we will just walk since our home is not far from here...don't worry we will not meet trouble and you two should go home too thank you again" the other girl bowed as she took the hand of her friend and there they ran away to go back home

Luffy grunted as he held his left abdomen..

"L-Luffy-san"

"Uhmm..c-can you please carry me home?"

Coby was stunned at what he heard as he didn't expect luffy to bring him home instead of the clinic...

"U-Uhh suree wait i'll just take out my motorcycle bike and we'll go home okay? Luffy-san?"

Luffy just nodded as he tried not to move too much as Coby sat him on the benches inside the dome

After that Coby ran to where his motorcycle bike was parked and quickly started it and so he droved where luffy was and Luffy stood up as coby messily putted on his helmet and after that coby put his helmet on and luffy rode on the back as he hugged coby and he droved off in the rain..

"Woahhh coby where did you even learned to drive a motorcycle like this??"

"Well zoro-senpai and I took lessons for riding motorcycles like this during summer break last year"

"Ohh so coolll i wanna learn too but I'm not that good in handling big bikes like this"

Coby just smiled as he drove off and tried speeding and as expected luffy got excited as he changed him "faster cobyyy!!!"

"Pfft no more luffy-san I just speed off a little because we are in a highway and since we are on the city there are now speed limits"

Luffy got a little sad but he went in awe of the city lights and even the rain had subdued a little...

After a little ride towards home they finally got into the Monkey D. Residences and there Coby parked his big bike on the outside parking station and took off luffy's helmet

"BWAH Ugh it moisted inside i feel like i couldn't breathe"

Coby just chuckled as he ruffled luffy's hairand there found him a little quite cute and sexy despite of luffy being older than him.

After a minute luffy successfully dried his hair and so as coby, Coby's heart skipped a bit after seeing luffy up close and was stunned by his manly beauty...now he understands why the 4th years like trafalgar, eustass, Boa and even the other proffesors have the toxic love for him too...

And now he's also one of the contenders...

"-oby? Coby? Coby!" He just realized that luffy was calling for him...

"O-Ohh sorry for looking at you for too long"

"No worries hehe by the way thank you for taking me home! Nice meeting you tho"

"No worries luffy-san..pleasure to meet you too"

Now here lies coby's intrusive thoughts whether to kiss him goodbye or not...its like they are having a war on his head but like I said his intrusive thoughts won...

Before luffy can go inside the gate coby pulled his hand and waist and gave him a sweet goodbye kiss as luffy was shocked and was now confused on his spot...

"Wh–"

"GOODBYE NOW LUFFY-SAN TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF I'LL GET GOING NOW!"

Coby embarrassingly went back to his big bike and drove out of there as fast as possible as luffy who was still confused nodded and went inside of their residence.

After that Coby hard a hard time falling asleep due to what he did to luffy...

END OF FLASHBACK

Coby got back to reality due to his phone ringing and there the called ID shows helmeppo's name.

He sighed when he exoected for luffy to call him but he remembered he didn't have his number...

He just chuckled and went to answer helmeppo's call

"What now?"

"You stupid you just told me to meet you at the cafeteria yet you are not here and it's already been 11"

"Alright alright calm the fuck down i'll be on my way"

After that he end up the call and stood up as he looked up in the sky

"Wish to see you again Monkey D. Luffy.." he mumbled and went back to meet helmeppo.

– That's all folks...

( here a hawt coby for ya'll )

#one piece #cobylu #coby one piece #monkey d. luffy #they're so cute

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The Centenary

Something was here.

Something was there.

Some big event was here, forboding across the land. And most couldn't see it.

But Ramshackle Dorm could.

Grim embraced the kindness being shown to him, while Yuu and Quentin. . . were more nervous about the situation.

Everyone around them was more generous than the three remembered, especially at Night Raven College.

More parties and celebrations being thrown for no real reason.

There was more joy in the air. And it seems everything felt that joy.

Well, all but Ramshackle dorm.

It was. . . interesting.

Friends where suddenly more willing to pay for lunch, less homework and schoolwork from teachers.

Everyone was still, well, everyone just with more. . . generosity.

It was strange.

Strange times indeed.

"Dorm Leader Nighty-Sallow!" Yuu called out and Grim came into Ramshackle's dorm lounge to their dorm leader, sitting in her rocking chair.

"Yes?" Quentin answered, stopping what she was doing.

"I found these strange coins!" Yuu proclaimed.

"Even stranger than the other coins with the strange symbols and 100s on them?" Quentin asked, to which Yuu nodded before pulling out three coins-all with pictures of them on it with the strange symbols and 100s plus another set of symbols for their pocket, and putting it on the table.

Grim's chest puffed out with pride. "It's nice to know we're finally getting the recognition we deserve, especially me!"

"But who would do this? And why coins?" Yuu asked, with a hint of worry in their voice.

Quentin pulled out her magical pen-and the coins glowed with magical power for a moment before falling back on the table. "I can't find anything. It seems like totally normal coins."

"Huh." Yuu said in confusion, but Grim's chest puffed out again.

"See! It's a coin of recognition! Someone finally recognizes us for our hard work!"

"But who made it?" Yuu asked, once again.

"Could be the same people made this 100 coins." Quentin said. "And Yuu seems to be able to find use of it, so if you want to keep it Yuu, you can keep it."

"Really?" Yuu asked, with a face that Quentin couldn't tell was joy, confusion, or disgust, so it probably was a mix of all of them.

"Yes. My magic has determined they're harmless, so I don't see anything bad about keeping them if they might help you with whatever you're doing."

Yuu nodded. The coins stayed in Yuu's possession.

"We're going to the National Art Museum in the Land of Dawn!" Dire Crowley smiled to the other dorm leaders.

He'd called an emergency dorm leader meeting. . . for a sudden announcement?

Typical Crowley. Quentin looked at the cheery old crow with scorn.

"I'm sorry?" Riddle Rosehearts, Heartslabyul's dorm leader asked, clearly confused.

But Quentin knew Riddle. Riddle wasn't asking a question, he was panicking at the suddenness of the Dire Crowley's announcement.

"Yay!" Kalim smiled, even pumping his fist in the air before the tattooed boy blinked a few time sand dawned a confused face. "Wait. Where is the Museum?"

"In the Land of Dawn, didn't you listen?" Leona Kingscholar spoke up, his ears twitching in irritation.

"Right, sorry." Kalim rubbed the back of his head.

"An Art Museum?" Malleus leaned over to Quentin.

"It's like an art gallery, only it's more for the public than for one family," Quentin answered to which Malleus nodded.

"Why, exactly?" Azul Ashengrotto spoke up.

"Because they're holding an anniversary party for a '100 years'!" Dire Crowley cheerfully said, making almost everyone in the room sigh.

"We've got a free pass to the Museum because there's an event going on and you've always wanted to go there, didn't you?" Quentin simply looked at Crowley.

"My Ms. Nighty-Sallow! You make it sound like I planned this out!"

"Because I'm pretty sure you did." Quentin sighed and the tablet in the room, representing Idia, made a snickering noise.

"Quentin realy said no mercy today. We stan a girl who ran out of fucks to give." Idia giggled.

"It's true that the Nation Museum of Art in the Land of Dawn is famous for its' art, but this truly is a once-in-a-lifetime for you all as well! We've been invited to the celebration afterward as well!" Crowley said.

"A party?" Vil Schoenheit commented, and Crowley nodded enthusiastically, seeing to make the Pormfoire dorm leader cringe.

Quentin narrowed her eyes at Crowley then looked around the room-the other dorm leaders, besides Kalim, didn't seem all that interested in the event, and if Quentin was honest, neither was she.

A Party? With art people?

No, thank you. Quentin already had enough pretentious people to deal with in her life.

"I'm sorry, Headmaster." Quentin said formally, seeming to grab Crowley's, and well as everyone else's attention. "I don't think I, or my dormmates for that matter, will make to the event. After all, I, much less Ramshackle dorm have no formal clothing for a centenury event, much less have the resources to get there on our own plus our school obligations will prohibit us from fully joining the event because we've been so busy lately. Please go without us."

The other dorm leaders seemed to catch on to what Quentin was saying and they shot smirks at her as if to tell her she'd done a good job, well, besides Kalim, who seemed to be downtrodden at the mention of Ramshackle's financial situation and Crowley who seemed surprised for a moment.

"Aw!" Kalim said, rushing over to the other side of the table and holding unto Quentin's hands seeming to tear up. "You all can't go?"

"I'm sorry Kalim. Ramshackle just doesn't have the resources like the other dorms all do." Quentin said. "We'll have to sit this event out."

But before Quentin could even relish in her clever comeback to Crowley's proclamation, Crowley spoke back. "Oh, there's no need to worry about that."

Several 'Tch!' noises sounded through the air as well as a small laugh from Malleus.

"Because it's a school event! The school will provide the outfits necessary and the transportation."

"Oh, I see." Quentin said, to which Kalim tackled her into her chair with hug.

"Isn't it great Ramshackle can go?!" Kalim smiled.

"Indeed, it is." Quentin said, sighing.

So, Quentin walked back to her dorm and told her dormmates.

"We've got a celebration to go to tomorrow," Quentin told Yuu and Grim, making them confused.

"For what?" Yuu asked.

"We've been invited to an art museum and Crowley wants the whole school to go." Quentin said.

"What's an art musuem?" Grim asked.

"It's a place where pieces of art are put in one place. Normally it's a public place." Quentin answered.

Grim nodded in understanding.

"There's a party afterwords and we're also going to that as well."

"Really?!" Grim's eyes lit up.

"Yup." Quentin sighed.

"When is this party?"

"Tomorrow."

"TOMORROW?!" Yuu and Grim said in almost complete unison, though with completely different tones.

"YES!" Grim cheered, bouncing up and down with his whole body with pure joy.

Yuu, on the other hand, was not happy. They seemed rather confused and worried. "Isn't that too sudden?"

Quentin sighed. "You know that old crow. He does what he pleases."

Yuu sighed as well before smiling. "Well, at least we're getting out of school for this."

Quentin then smiled herself. "Yes, that's one bonus."

The next day, the dorm found a box.

"Open it! Open it!" Grim cheered from his dorm leader's shoulder.

"I'm working on it, Grim." Quentin teased and opened the box.

Inside the box was. . . outfits.

"Outfits?" Yuu questioned.

"This must be Crowley's outfits for us." Quentin said. "I feel bad for Crewel."

"I want to try it on!" Grim said.

"Grim, we have to-"

"I WANT TO PUT IT ON!" Grim quoted, even throwing himself into the box and clinging to the fabric with all the power his tiny paws could muster.

"Grim, listen to me!" Quentin picked up the cat, who still clung to the fabric but seemed to be listening. "We can put them on after we eat breakfast! None us have eaten yet!"

Grim lit up and the proposition. "Oh yeah! Of course we can!"

Grim then let go of the shiny fabric and went rushing towards the kitchen and Quentin and Yuu looked at each other before laughing their way to the kitchen.

After a decent breakfast, Grim insisted the group try on the outfits in his and Yuu's room. So, with a very insistent Grim, Quentin brought the box to the duo's room.

After laying out the outfits, there were three of them, each in a bag with each of their names on it.

A small bag that had the name 'Grim', there was a small silver and purple suit that Grim enthusiastically put on when he saw how sparkly he was. He had a silver sparkly long suit jacket with silver buttons, a white shirt with the same silver buttons, a purple pair of pants with silver buttons, and a small black bowtie. But, after a while, Grim seemed to be struggling to put on the pants before he gave a pleading look to Quentin, a signal he needed help.

Quentin gave a sigh then a smile then looked at Yuu. "I'll help Grim put on the suit. You go put on your outfit in the bathroom, if you need help, I'm here to help. I'll put on my outfit when I know you two have yours on."

To which, Yuu nodded, grabbed the bag with their name on it, and then went out the door, hopefully to go to the bathroom.

Soon enough, Quentin went back to what she was doing and helped Grim into his clothes. First, the pants were a lot more form-fitting than what Grim was used to since, well, he normally doesn't wear anything.

"Hey, is 100 years a long time?" Grim asked, seeming genuine.

Quentin laughed. "As a human, I think so."

"That's not a good answer." Grim pouted as Quentin finished buttoning up his vest, which honestly acted more like a vest.

"I'm serious." Quentin smiled at Grim before she pulled out the coat. "Everything has its own sense of time. Humans only live around 100 years, so for us, it's a long time. But to other species, that may not be as long. Some Beastman can live longer than humans, so they think it's a shorter amount of time, like a few years. And the Fae, well, to them a hundred years feels a little more than what we call a year."

Grim looked at her in wonder. "How long will I live?"

Quentin laughed again. "That depends on you."

Grim looked confused as Quentin adjusted his coat and continued, "I'm not sure what kind of monster you are, so I can't tell you how long you're expected to live. But I can tell you this-as long as you take care of yourself, you'll live a long life."

Grim looked at Quentin for a moment and then spoke again, "So then, what's a 'legecy', and how do I make it?"

Quentin looked at Grim in confusion, but then stopped, as she seemed to have finished. "Ah. Has Crewel been talking about it?"

Grim nodded.

Quentin sighed. "A Legecy-is complicated."

"Complicated?" Grim tilted his head.

"A legacy is something you leave behind after you've done something. It's what happens after an action. It can be good, it can be bad. Like a magical war leaves a legacy of damage to anything around it, or a magician can leave a legacy of people wanting to learn magic as well."

Grim's face scrunched. "That is complicated."

But QUetin quickly grabbed Grim in her arms and hugged him before Grim started to protest. "But you don't have to worry about it. It's too early for you to worry about your actions just yet. You're a young magician. It's okay to be irresponsible while you're learning how to deal with magic. I was irresponsible with my magic when I was still learning how to use it"

Grim looked at his dorm leader seriously. "Really?"

Quentin laughed. "I've done so many stupid things. I used to love flying on a broom-and I'd chase people around just for fun on my broom, or go to the highest place I could when people told me not to. Or I'd play with magical animals that weren't safe for me. I think it's better you learn your magic in a safe place than in the real world-where things can get complicated if you make one wrong move and they'll get mad at you."

Grim looked at Quentin-and but there was nothing there. There was nothing in those eyes of hers. A dead woman lived in those eyes. but Grim didn't have much time to study Quentin before not for long as Yuu walked in their outfit, and all of a sudden-the light in her eyes came back.

"What are you two doing?" Yuu asked.

"Waiting for you!" Grim said, jumping out of Quentin's arms and towards where Yuu was standing.

"You look good." Quentin stood up and looked at Yuu. "I think it suits you. You look like a polished diamond."

"Of my minion does!" Grim said cheerfully as Yuu blushed. "Only we could see their true worth before, but now the outfit they're wearing really shows it."

"Indeed it does. I bet the boys will regret ever treating you badly. after they see you" Quentin laughed

Yuu was starting to become the same color as Riddle face when he was mad. But they thought quickly and grabbed the bag with the dorm leader's name on it. "Are you going to make us do a fasion show by ourselves? Put yours on!"

"Sure, sure." Quentin said and she quickly cast a spell to put on her version of the purple and silver clothes.

The Dorm Leader's outfit was a dress silver princess dress with see-through silver sleeves and a huge white bow with a smaller purple bow on the inside and a purple strand flowing down the dress across the waistband of the dress with a silver asymmetrical skirt with a purple lining underneath. She also had a pair of matching purple gloves with a single silver bracelet on her left wrist and a pinwheel silver bow with a purple gem in her hair.

"You look beatiful, too." Yuu offered.

"Pfft." Quentin laughed as she put an arm around Yuu, the kind of way a close friend would when trying to tease, to pull you towards a place, to hold close and show that you were there. "No way. You look more beautiful then me!"

"No way!" Yuu laughed and pushed on back playfully.

But before the group could say anything else, a white flash of light came from the room, engulfing the room, and taking those inside with it.

Quentin clung to Yuu for dear life as they found themselves in a void of white, Quentin then looked around and saw Grim before quickly grabbing his hands and tucking them as close as she could into her chest as the surroundings around them seemed to be. . . almost coming into focus like a blur camera being adjusted to come back into focus.

Soon enough, Quentin's feet touched a solid surface. Then she started to see the lighting of the area, and then, she finally could see where her dorm was.

She was. . . in front of. . . what would you even call a building as big as this?

There was no way that was a house. It was simply too big for a single person. It seemed like it could fit a whole city comfortably.

A mansion? A castle?

Maybe both with how big it was.

The building in front looked something like a Cape Cod-Victorian styled mansion-castle that glowed with lurid light that shined into the sky as if it was announcing the building to the world. From what Quentin could tell, the building was made from stone, which had silver and purple decorations scattered all over the building, like what looked like party decorations. Ballons and various other objects seemed to be leaking from the windows like there were too many to hold inside and could burst at any moment.

The place looked so glittering and radiant that was almost like it was begging for them to come inside. And if Quentin was honest. . . this place was beyond gaudy. It almost made her sick how extravagant this place was.

Quentin no doubt this place was hiding something. There was no way this was just a party for a celebration. that was an excuse.

This was a display of wealth.

But. . . for what?

She, Yuu and Grim were in a garden of sorts with various displays of statues flowers, and shrubbery of all kinds.

And. . . the place was filled with people coming in and out that Quentin couldn't even get a count of people. . . and filled with noise.

"Quentin. . . where are we?" Grim asked.

"I. . . don't know." Quentin answered. "Are you two okay?"

To which Yuu and Grim nodded.

"Hello!" A voice appeared out of nowhere, and a glowing disc-like mouse head with dots all over that seemed to glow in the dark appeared out of nowhere, as well as a pair of gloved hands coming from the flat disc-like head.

Yuu and Grim let out a screech in panic while Quentin tried to pull out the dorm weapon. . . which had turned into a. . . white cane?

"Oh! I'm sorry, does your world not have technology?" the flat disc-like head creature said, fearfully..

"Um, I'm sorry, where are we?" Quentin asked, putting down the cane.

"The party, of course!" the robot smiled as if trying to calm them down.

"The party?" Grim poked his head out from Quentin's neck.

"Yes! You were invited by Mickey himself, weren't you?" the flat disc-like head robot asked.

"How do you know Mickey?" Yuu asked, and the robotic being beamed.

"Why, Mickey and Minnie knows everyone! They're the ones hosting the party, after all! You three are Mickey's friends, as well, as under Oswald's protection! Mickey never, ever leaves anyone close to him out! Nor would Oswald ever let you all be forgotten!" the robot smiled.

"What are you?" Grim asked, to which the robot head smiled kindly.

"I'm Toodles, I'm here to help you!" the flat disc-like head said. "Now, I know you three don't have much time to party with us-"

"Woah, woah, woah there." Quentin said, even unintentionally slamming the cane into the ground. "We never got an invitation."

The floating flat disc-like head looked confused. "No. You did."

The robot's hands pointed to one of Yuu's pockets. To which, Yuu shuffled through their pockets pulling out the three coins that said a word, and then a "100" and the Ramshackle trio's faces on it, and when the robot saw the little coins in Yuu's hand, he beamed. "See? You have an invitation!"

"Um, how does this count as a-" Yuu asked but was quickly cut off.

"So, like I said before," the robot head started to float away and the Ramshackle trio followed him. "Mickey knows you all have business to attend to soon, but nonetheless, he still wanted you to enjoy the festivities on a day such as this. He said you all can come back later if you'd like, and he'll even provide dinner for you all."

"Dinner?!" Grim smiled, making Quentin sigh.

Toodles smiled with such optimism it kind of freaked Quentin out a little. "Yes! Should I tell him you'll be having dinner with him?!"

"Hold on, can we go to our obligation and see how we feel afterward? We've got a lot on our plate for our event." Quentin quickly jumped in, before Toodles could force them into something else.

But the robot didn't seem phased at all as he and the trio approached a large door with grand cravings on it of a mouse's head. "Why, of course, you can!"

Toodles then opened the door to reveal. . . A grand party with so many people Quentin couldn't even begin to count them. If she thought there were so many coming in and out-she was wrong. There were so many people here she couldn't get a headcount. But she noticed one thing-all of them were wearing white, purple, or both.

Just like her dorm's outfits.

And they were partying it up.

Quentin only had to look around for a few moment before she understood what kind of party this was right now.

She'd seen this kind of party before. Not exactly like this, but in a different form.

This. . . was a pure party on the verge of going into chaos.

Almost everyone where was drunk on pure ecstasy. Like all of them were truly happy.

But before Quentin could deduce what exactly what the party atmosphere was-she noticed there was a small crowd of people around the door, as if waiting for them. An anthroponotic group of animals, to be exact. She could see two white ducks, one male one female, a tall black dog-like creature, two smaller chipmunks, a yellow dog, a female black cat, a female black mouse and. . .

Wait. . . is that. . . ?

She recognized a rabbit and a mouse. They were. . . Mickey and Oswald, right?

They were the ones she saw in her dream when the school was almost taken over by Malleus' Unique Magic.

The rabbit, Oswald, if Quentin remembered right, was wearing a white top hat and rubbing a white cane with an outfit mirroring Grim's outfit, only without the buttons on his pants and an open vest.

The mouse, which if Quentin's memory served her well was Mickey, who was also wearing a similar outfit as Grim. No scratch that-it was almost the exact same outfit, where it not for the buttons on the mouse's shorts being bigger than Grim's.

"What if they got lost? Or they didn't send them here? What if-" the rabbit fretted, alongside the male mouse who had a very worried look on his face.

"Oswald," A female black cat in a white dress and hat spoke up, holding the rabbit's shoulders, and another mouse figure put her hand on the other mouse's shoulders. "Your dorm will be okay. They're probably coming with Toodles as we speak."

"I've brought the last guests, Mickey!" Toodles announced, and the group of animal's heads whipped around to look at the trio. When Oswald saw the three of them, his whole body lit up with joy.

The kind of joy that you get from your guardians when you graduate from school, or doing something great and accomplish something-a mix of pride, pure joy, hope, and love all in one bundle. That moment that you remember as a happy moment for years when you have nothing left.

"There you all are!" the black rabbit smiled, and quickly tackled the three in a bone-crushing hug. The kind of loving hug like they hadn't seen you in a long time. "I was getting worried about you three."

"Um, hi." Yuu spoke up.

"What is going on?" Grim asked.

The group of animals looked at each other for a moment in confusion but after a few moments, they all seemed to have realized something.

"Ah. It must have been so sudden for you all. Sorry 'bout that." Oswald scratched behind his head.

"I'll explain," Micket spoke up. "but first let's sit down and eat. You all must be hungry after the journey."

Grim's once more eyes lit up at the mention of food, but upon seeing his realization, he seemed to snap back to being skeptical, like Quentin and Yuu were. Despite this, none of the other animal-like creatures seemed alarmed they seemed rather relaxed.

Mickey lead the trio to a more secluded area of the party, one where you could still see and hear the party but wasn't as loud as in the main room and the other animals followed suit, almost seeming to form a circle around the Ramshackle trio as they walked towards the spot the mouse had designated.

As the group walked, Mickey kept getting called out to.

"Hey Mickey!" A boy with spikey brown hair called out. "Where did you go?"

"Hey-ya, Sora!" Mickey called back. "I was just waiting for the last of other friends!"

"Ah. The ones you said would be late?" the boy answered back. "You got to introduce me to them!"

Mickey nodded. "You betcha!"

"Mickey!" A man with elf-like apperance with red hair appeared before the Ramshackle trio upside down before looking towards the black mouse. "Are those the ones from Twisted Wonderland?"

"Yup!" Mickey nodded. "But they need some time, it being their first time with this and all."

The man gave a smirk before flying off.

"Mickey." A lion that looked. . . No. The King of Beasts said from a nearby bed. "Don't us me wait too long."

"I won't Scar!" Mickey answered back, with fear in his voice.

Mickey then guided the group up a flight of stairs, and then guided the group to a large table, and gestured to the seats, Ramshackle did find their seats, to and the other animals sat near them, especially Oswald and Mickey, who sat closest to the dorm members.

"To answer your question, Grim." Mickey said. "Well, I think it would be best if we introduce ourselves. You all know me. Just in a different form."

"Different form?" Grim questioned before Mickey nodded.

"Hold on a 'eond." Mickey smiled, before he seemed to change and. . .changed into someone they knew.

The red pants with the white buttons and big yellow shoes and black eyes with no pupils.

"Mickey!" Yuu and Grim said at the same time in joyous voice.

"Aw shucks." Mickey simply said, matching their joy and putting his hands on his hips. "Now you're embarrassing me."

Yuu and Grim seemed to relax after seeing a familiar face, but Quentin didn't.

"This is Minnie, my girlfriend," Mickey gestured to the female mouse that had comforted him earlier who gave a little wave.

"This is Goofy and Donald, who I'd mentioned earlier, Yuu." Mickey smiled, gesturing to the male duck and tall dog-like beings who smiled at the Ramshackle members.

"This is Daisy." the female duck smiled kindly and waved a little at the trio.

"This is my dog, Pluto." Mickey gesturing to the yellow dog.

"And the chipmunks you saw earlier-they where named CHip and Dale. They're off getting food." Mickey sighed.

"Or causing trouble." Donald offered.

"And but not least, this is Oswald, and his wife, Orsentia." Mickey gestured to Oswald and the cat who had comforted him eariler. Oswald and Orsentia beamed at being introduced.

"I've been waiting to meet you three ever since you were sorted into my dorm." Oswald smiled while Yuu looked confused, and now Quentin looked alarmed.

Grim, meanwhile seemed to find nothing wrong here, smirked. "Of course you have! I mean, who wouldn't want to meet the Great Grim?!" which seemed to make Yuu and Quentin sigh but made the other animals laugh.

"Oh, it's so nice Twisted Wonderland could join the party this year!" Minnie said, clapping her hands together, and a wave of nods came from the anthropomorphic animals. "Despite how old you are, you weren't invited to anything so only Mickey could really tell us anything about what was going on over there. I thought they wouldn't allow you all into the party this year, but thankfully I was wrong!"

"Yeah!" Goofy smiled. "It's nice to have some new faces around here!"

"Yeah!" Donald cheered. "I can't wait to see how your story plays out!"

After some chatting, Grim seemed to get more comfortable and Yuu seemed okay enough to go with him eventually, the two first years were led down the stairs with Donald, Daisy, Goofy, and Pluto to where the food was.

Quentin watched them as they went into the main party with a look in her eyes that was hard to pinpoint. Sadness? Confusion? Unease?

"What's the long face for, my elect?" Oswald spoke up.

"I'm sorry I just-" Quentin sighed. "I don't understand. I'm really confused."

"You don't have to." Mickey simply said. "This is a party, you're here to have fun."

"That's not what I mean-" Quentin said. "What's all this about Twisted Wonderland and 'new faces'? Who is 'they'? What do you mean by 'your story'?"

Both Mickey and Oswald looked at each other for a moment before looking at Quentin with a smile on their faces. The kind of empathetic smile like they are hiding something-but not without reason. THe kind of smile Quentin saw too often.

Then Oswald took Quentin's hands. "It's alright. You don't have to understand."

"Understand what?" Quentin asked.

Oswald sighed, the kind of tired sigh like a father would give. A sigh that worries the child on the other end, despite the father not meaning to. "There are things in this world that are completely out of your understanding. Out of the laws and principles of your world. Forces beyond comprehension are at play in your everyday life. And while it is scary-it's completely okay."

"You don't have to understand everything," Mickey added, also taking Quentin's hands, placing his on top of hers and Oswald's as if to protect them. "Actually, it may be better if you turn a blind eye to this one. You won't have to feel the pain like we do."

"Pain?" Quentin asked.

"Think of this as a dream." Mickey smiled and said in such a soft voice, it was like he was comforting Quentin as if trying to comfort her very being. "And I think you'll be alright."

Quentin looked at Mickey and Oswald in confusion, but the rabbit and the mouse seemed to want to change the subject, and eventually lead Quentin down the stairs into the party as well.

Mickey and Oswald lead Quentin to the food table and give Quentin one of each food despite her protests and insist she try some.

The food was good-there was many kinds to try, all oddly enough either looked like people at the party or was based on a theme and Grim and Yuu seemed to enjoy it even if people kept coming up to them.

Eventually, Quentin was surrounded by just as many people asking so many questions about her, Twisted Wonderland, what was going on that Quentin was starting to feel overwhelmed. She wasn't sure when exactly sure when she lost track of people, but she did after a while and started going through the motions, hoping she'd survive.

The Great Seven came to the trio first and spoke with the trio. They went parading the three around like favored children to a bunch other other people, who also struck up a conversation with Quentin. Quentin couldn't remember the conversation to save her life-but she thought it was mostly praise and asking about oddly specific things...

Next, Quentin remembers talking to some princesses and princes after the Great Seven, they probably asked the trio were right and then asked them a few questions.

Quentin remembers seeing the people from stories she'd read as a child-The Brave Prince, The Wicked Queen, The Designer Princess, The Lawyer, The Foreign Queen and even the Foreign Princess who all seemed to love her and treated her to lot. Quentin really felt a connection to the Foreign Princess

Next, Quentin remembers a blur of others who were like her-and the rest of it Quentin doesn't remember at all. Things blended into each other until things became as shiny as the silver on everyone's bodies.

Yuu and Grim seemed tired of talking, as after a while, they started to hide behind Quentin whenever someone came up to them like scared children hiding from strangers.

But, before anything else could happen, a clock chimed and everyone seemed to suddenly rush outside.

"What's going on?!" Quentin asked as the Foreign Princess dragged her out, but the Princess simply smiled.

"It's almost time!" the princess in blue smiled as widely as she could.

"Time?"

"It's almost 5:30 for them!" the Princess proclaimed.

Quentin looked confused, but let the princess drag her outside.

When she got outside, almost everyone was outside, looking at the sky as if waiting for something before someone started to count down.

"10!"

"9!"

"8!'

"7!"

"6!"

"5!"

"4!

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

A loud bell rang outside, and as soon as the bell rang, the loud cheer and animals calls ripped through the people around her.

Bottles popped, glasses clinked, party-poppers went off, balloons and streamers were released into the open air and people hugged each other.

A hysteria of joy flooded in the area and infected the people around her.

Quentin looked at the darkness that the light didn't touch.

And all of a sudden, she was in the party, and not in the party at the same time.

Quentin opened her eyes.

"Child of Andalasia?" Malleus Draconia called to Quentin. "Are you alright?"

Quentin reached up her hand. "I fell asleep, didn't I?"

Malleus nodded. "It is time for us to go."

Quentin laughed as she place a arm over her head. "I had a strange dream just now."

"Is that so?" Malleus asked.

"I don't remember much-only shades of silver, purple, gold and black and talking to people and something with fireworks."

Malleus seemed confused. "Was it good?"

"I think so."

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland writing #twst writing #[ Disney is 100 years old where I am now! Congrats Disney for surviving so long and giving me TWST boys. ]#[ I was inspired by Grim's platinum card to make this-it's not much but take it! ]#[ I spent way to much time on this trying to reference ONE book so I'm just going to post this and if anyone catches it great.#If not that's fine. But if I keep working on this I WILL go crazy for trying to make references to this ONE book. So stopping now. ]#[ mun makes content ]#[ ramshackle dorm ]#ramshackle dorm

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The Anniversary (Steven Universe; Ruby x Sapphire)

(Setting: Set during S2 and takes place a month after Message Received.)

It was a peaceful day in Beach City, the home of Steven Universe and The Crystal Gems: Garnet, Amethyst, Pearl, and Peridot. Today, nothing much was going on in the small city except for Steven, Amethyst, and Peridot as the young kid was watching the plump, purple gem and the short, green gem battling it out on one of his favorite video games.

"And the winner is Amethyst!" The game's announcer exclaimed.

"Woohoo, three times in a row!" An excited Amethyst shouted with rave.

"Blast this game!" Peridot croaked with mild annoyance since she lost. Steven chuckled.

"Oh relax, Peridot, it's only just a game. Nothing to freak over about." The happy kid gently smiled. "My turn!" Steven picked up the game controller and looked over at Amethyst.

"One on one," Steven politely asked his gem friend.

"One on one, it is!" Amethyst excitedly agreed.

"Round one, fight!" The video game’s VA announced and the battle began. While the two allies battled it out on the game, Peridot just watched them with an annoyed look on her, which caught Steven's eye.

"What's wrong Peridot," the hybrid asked. "Still salty that you lost?" Steven chuckled, but the green gem rolled her eyes in response.

"No, I'm instead disgusted with the way human technology looks and works compared to Homeworld's." When the cynical gem revealed her answer, the young half-human, half-gem looked disappointed while the immature gem this time rolled her eyes.

"Oh come on," Amethyst groaned. "Seriously, you been here with us for a while now." The purple gem paused the game and stood up.

"Amethyst," concerned Steven. Amethyst just ignored him.

"You've been on Earth for a month now, you began to see and understand why the Crystal Gems came to me; and you even called out your now ex-leader; and yet you're still not pleased?!" The short, purple Crystal Gem ranted to her short, green counterpart who just rolled her eyes before she continued.

"No, that's not yet," Steven sighed in relief, but it wasn't over yet. Peridot walked over to the game's cover and picked it up bitterly.

"It's just how is this technology way much different than all the other technology that you have shown me since my time on Earth?" Seeing her question now, Steven tried his hardest to respond to his little, green friend.

“Well, uh it’s a video game?” That was the only answer the half gem child could say, but just vaguely. Once more, Peridot was just annoyed and scoffed at him.

“I meant,” The genius gem started to debate with Steven by first walking up to the video game’s cover, and picking it up. “Like how are the designs and graphics considered, as you guys put it, “hip and new?” Peridot grunted as she pointed to one of the game’s quoted reviews on the cover. Now understanding what she meant, Steven and even Amethyst felt completely confident to finally answer her question.

“Oh, well that’s pretty simple.” Steven began to teach his little green friend the world of video games and its technology.

Later on, Amethyst and Peridot were sitting in desks as the plus-size, purple gem had a big grin spread all over her face, while her slim, but short green counterpart looked more irritated than usual as if she thought if any of this was going anywhere. Steven himself was now dressed in a white, buttoned-up polo shirt with glasses and black pants, along with brown, steel toe shoes. Basically, he looked almost like a teacher.

“Alright, class is now in session students!” The kid laughed while Amethyst still kept grinning, but only Peridot could keep rolling her eyes in displeasure.

“Just get on with it.” The green gem’s impatience spared, but Steven wasn’t too bugged by it.

“Ahem, now then.” The hybrid offspring got out a chalkboard as he began to teach and write down the origins of video games. “Video games all started way back in the early 1970s, most noticeably with Pong back in 1972.” Steven began his lecture while he wrote down information on his chalkboard. “However, much earlier examples include Space War in 1962, Tennis for Two in 1958, and even a tic-tac-toe inspired one back in 1952.” The donut-loving kid teacher explained with big confidence.

“Eventually, both the popularity of Pong as well as the increase of video games led to the video game crash of 198-”

“Boring!” Peridot finally couldn’t take it anymore and led out her frustration. Steven began to feel concern.

“What, what did I-” Amethyst came to his defense.

“Oh come on, what was that all about?” asked the purple companion with her own exasperation. “He was doing a good job. You couldn’t be patient for one minute?” Peridot scoffed.

“Says the pot.” She then went back to Steven. “I’m not here to hear the origins of Ping or whatever you call it, I want to know why on gem colonization is Earth's technology more advanced looking and well used compared to Homeworld’s technology!” All Steven and Amethyst could do was raise an eyebrow and share a glance with one another.

“What are you talking about?” That’s all the purple one could say; which only led Peridot to facepalm.

“I meant compared to Homeworld, what makes the technology on Earth more reliable and useful?” The little green gem began to rant.

“Sure in Homeworld, we have space travel, teleportation, stuff you’ve seen in those moving picture thingies.”

“Movies,” Steven corrected her.

“Right, but it doesn’t matter.” Peridot concluded her speech now. “The technology we have on Homeworld, while useful and much more advanced, it’s not that comparable when it comes to Earth’s!” Even after they tried to understand her side of the story, neither Steven or Amethyst were still able to understand their green friend.

“Uh yeah, still not understanding dude.” That was all the purple one could say.

“Oh for Gem’s sake,” Peridot finally reached her breaking point.

“I meant like even though the technology on Homeworld has been known to be very advanced due to the creations we made, it’s either all old, unoriginal, and very archaic!” The green one at last revealed her frustration.

“It’s much less superior than the stuff we left on Earth, but compared to over the 5,000 years when our planet began, both Earth’s and Homeworld’s technology can be seen as pretty new and original than Ruby and Sapphire first getting together and becoming Garnet!” Once Peridot concluded her rant, the last sentence struck Steven as if a lightning bolt hit him.

“Wait,” gasped Steven. “So Ruby and Sapphire have been together for that long?!”

“Uh yeah, so?” This statement made the child gasp again.

“Then, that means,” the hybrid finally began to panic.

“They probably never once had an anniversary!” Steven looked over at Amethyst and grabbed her hand as he began to drag her out of the house.

Outside of the temple, Pearl and Garnet have just finished their latest mission, which was to collect as many crystal rocks to summarize what has Homeworld been up to lately knowing at any time, they can attack them.

“Phew, if I saw one more white zircon or another aqua variscite, I was gonna lose it!” Pearl chuckled at her partner, whom just replied in a stoic way as always.

“Right,”

“Garnet, Garnet!” Steven started to cry out for his mentor.

“Steven?” Pearl replied, concerned. The two Crystal Gems then spotted the young hybrid with the plump purple gem who looked all annoyed now.

“Hey, what gives Steven?” Amethyst finally asked, all irritated. The hybrid kid just ignored her.

“Garnet, there you are!” Steven cheered, but Pearl, feeling anxious due to his calling, talked to him instead.

“Steven, are you okay? Are you hurt?!”

“I’m fine, Pearl, but I need Garnet.” The hybrid briefly paused. “In fact, I need Ruby and Sapphire to be exact.”

“What,” both the strong gem and the slender gem asked all confused.

“I do, it’s a very important question!” The young kid kept chirping. The two other gems just looked at their purple ally, who only shrugged back.

“Steven,” Garnet began. “Whatever you have to ask, you can always say it to me. You know that, right?”

“Okay then,” Steven grinned excitedly. “How come Ruby and Sapphire never had an anniversary?”

“WHAT?!” shrieked Pearl, but Garnet just told her to calm down.

“I got this,” the dark red leader looked down at her student. “Steven, Ruby and Sapphire never once had an anniversary because it’s just like birthdays, they don’t need one in the end.” Steven began to argue.

“I understand that, but romantic anniversaries are much more important than birthdays!”

“Steven,” Pearl tried to explain, but the hybrid child couldn’t contain his eagerness.

“They symbolize love, memories, the important person in your life!”

“Yeah, so do birthdays.” Amethyst rolled her eyes.

“But that’s not important,” Steven glued his eyes towards the dark red mentor of his once more. “Oh please Garnet,” the child began to beg. “You have to have Ruby and Sapphire celebrate an anniversary! Steven listed off a few examples. “It will help them remember the good times, it will strengthen their bond!” He then paused for a second. “Not to mention, I’ll do most of the organizing!” Garnet briefly froze.

“You’ll do most of the organizing?” She stoically asked. The apprentice nodded.

“Ruby and Sapphire won’t have to worry about a thing,” Steven flashed a big grin. “In fact, I’ll even be their chauffeur!” After the child gave out his valid reasons, he, along with Pearl and Amethyst, waited for an answer from their leader. A few seconds later, a hand was placed on Steven’s shoulder.

“We’ll discuss plans tomorrow; right now, get a goodnight sleep; chauffeur.” Garnet answered with a wink.

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