#(yes she stole one of ruby's hoodies)

[amelia-yap]

hap borthday

[poohkeepsee]

I was going through my AO3 bookmarks, and I wanted to organize them a little bit. These are my Dean/Cas canon-ish fic recs.

season 5

canticles  by  2street2car Words: 10,311     Chapters: 1

“But you know something? If I couldn’t get you laid, at least I gave you a good first date.”feat: footsies at a Ruby Tuesday, stargazing, the recreation of an iconic "Dirty Dancing" scene (no, not that one—the other one), and practicing for When You're With A Girl.

FTBYAM MY BELOVED

post season 6

Someone Who's Feeling For Me  by  ellispark  Words: 45,876     Chapters: 1

Dean sees her for the first time in nearly six years in some no-name town in Idaho, and it's panic at first sight.

Lisa Braeden, the one woman Dean ever actually had a shot at a real life with, back from where he buried her in his mind. And her hand is on Cas's arm like it's no big deal, like it belongs there. Cas, Dean's dorky, sweet, badass, angelic best friend, and he's just standing there next to Lisa and not moving her hand away.

Dean feels the jealousy rising, and it's not directed where he expected it to be. Because it takes this exact moment for Dean to realize he's in love with his best friend. He's in love with his best friend, and Lisa is looking at Cas like he's the best thing since automatic rifles, and Dean is utterly fucked.

post bunker

Sun Can't Set Until Nine  by  LeverDrift Words: 67,939     Chapters: 16

Cas moves into the bunker as his powers start to fail. Dean doesn’t know if the arrangement is as permanent as he wants it to be. He's also not sure why he keeps dreaming about his friend. All he knows is that he wants Cas to stay. Overall warnings: canon-typical miscommunication & Dean having self-hatred issues.

Life Skills  by  ilovehowyouletmefall           Words: 26,052     Chapters: 3

After Metatron steals Castiel's grace, and Cas comes to live in the bunker, Dean spends a lot of time with him, sharing all of his favourite things. Dean can't help it if sharing things with Cas just makes everything better. Besides, it's Dean's job as Cas' friend to introduce him to the joys of human life. To teach him how to be human.  And if one of the experiences they end up sharing is sex with women, well... that's just part of Dean's job as Cas' friend too, right? The desire is triangulated, the rituals are intricate.

Sam Stole My Boyfriend  by  sobsicles    Words: 8,445     Chapters: 1

“Dude, you’ve been staring at me a lot lately, like even enough that Sam noticed. More than usual. So, like, what’s up?” Dean pauses, purses his lips and reconsiders. “What did I do?”

Cas knows that would be a perfect time to confess to Dean what exactly happened and what he was thinking. Maybe, Dean had some insight into the situation or even some kind of comfort to offer. But, the longer that he sat there, he realized that he could not tell Dean absolutely anything. So instead, for the first time, Cas fumbled.

“Um,” Cas mutters and abruptly stands. “Freckles?”

Dean blinked up at him as Cas pivoted and left the room. There was only one remaining option he had and unfortunately, it involved Sam.

Aching in the Absence of You  by  sobsicles Words: 95,090     Chapters: 10

Brittle and battle-worn, Cas looks at him over coffee one morning and says, "I need to go," and Dean instantly knows that he's not coming back.

He's not really sure how he knows it, but he does. It settles into the pit of his stomach, curling hot and tight like something he instinctively wants to tear out with his bare hands. He takes a breath, and it gets stuck in his throat, hitching there. It hurts, hurts, hurts when he finally exhales.

"Yeah," Dean says, "of course you do," and he nods jerkily as he looks down at his phone. He doesn't say goodbye. He doesn't look up from the screen when Cas gets up and leaves the room. He doesn't finish his coffee, or move for a long time.

By nightfall, Cas is gone.

'Communication'  by  JustAnotherSamlicker Words: 11,656

The same story told from two perspectives.

Dean bought a house and he and Cas fix it up.

Is Dean moving out? Is Cas moving in?

Should they just talk to each other already? (Yes they should)

Build a Home  by  domesticadventures Words: 20,102

After they save the world, Dean expects Cas to come back to the bunker with them.

He doesn't

season 10

The Most Important Thing  by  NorthernSparrow Words: 94,462     Chapters: 14

Jimmy Novak remembers nothing of the last six years. Reunited with his troubled daughter Claire, he's struggling to raise her on his own. The most important thing is to make Claire happy. But why does he keep having these dreams of wings, and of two men in a black car? (Canon-divergent from S10E11, when we first met Claire again and Dean was still struggling with the Mark of Cain. Takes places several months later).

season 12

Heroes for Ghosts  by  pantheon_of_discord Words: 42,922     Chapters: 7

Canon-divergent from 12.08

After Sam and Dean are arrested, Castiel is left alone and scrambling to find them. He knows they’re locked away in a government facility, and he’s still able to hear their prayers, but no matter how he tries Castiel can’t seem to track them. He chases leads and even attempts to hunt on his own, but Mary is AWOL, Crowley refuses to help, and Castiel’s options are running out.

Weeks pass, Castiel’s hope dwindles, and through it all Dean prays, keeping them connected. His voice is comforting, frustrating, and occasionally annoying, but in his solitude Castiel comes to cherish it. But then one day, without warning, Dean stops praying, and Castiel is forced to confront some uncomfortable truths about his feelings.

season 13

i want to do with you (what spring does with cherry trees)  by  sobsicles   Words: 74,173     Chapters: 8

Dean keeps going back.

When he arrives, it's always to blooming flowers and a windmill in the background, not too far from a brook, the sun painting the plains.

He likes it there. He likes to stand in front of the makeshift urn and check that it's still where he put it, switching out the flowers when they wilt. He likes to listen to the sound of birds chirping, insects singing, the faint sound of water trickling in the distance. He likes to turn his face up and feel the sun on his skin, wondering if Cas would do the same if he were here, somehow knowing that he would.

He likes to talk.

There's never a response, but Dean feels the breeze rustle through his hair and watches the flowers bob when bees come to them and stares as the windmill keeps turning, turning, turning. And he imagines that Cas is replying—the windmill is the tilted head, the bobbing flowers are a gentle smile, the breeze is whatever words Dean wants to hear at the time.

Sometimes, it's almost like he's there.

Trial and Tribulations of Raising a Nephilim  by  Sickandtiredofyou Words: 14,910   Chapters: 6

Dean has far too much on his plate, losing his mom, his best friend and now being a single parent to a newborn nephilim.

In which Jack is an actual newborn instead of a teenager.

post season 13

dumbassery, denial, doing (the three d's to the destination)  by  sobsicles           Words:     108,427     Chapters:     4

Freedom is just one adjustment after the next.

Cas hums again. "I think you already have. It's been months since everything settled. All that's left to do is...get used to it, and perhaps—" His voice stalls out, uncharacteristically, and his gaze roams Dean's face with intensity. When he speaks next, his tone is a little raw. "Perhaps what one does with peace is...whatever they want."

"What if I don't even know what that is?" Dean grumbles, arching an eyebrow in challenge. "'Cause I know damn well you don't just mean good food and a good bed and time in Baby, not simple wants like that. You mean—ya know, the big things, the wants we didn't get to have before."

"Yes," Cas agrees. "If you're not sure, figure it out."

"Easier said than done."

Reasons to read this:

Dean reads a story that ends like despair and his reaction is FUCK THAT

Cas wears Dean's hoodie

Jack is a toddler

The Jack and Claire sibling energy we deserve

Eileen being awesome and pulling pranks with Dean while Sam thinks she's an angel

Sam knows

YOUR HONOR THEY'RE IN LOVE

First Date  by  aeli_kindara Words: 8,968    Chapters: 1

“We should go on a date. You and me.”

Castiel wishes he could see Dean’s face. He wishes he had any idea what to say.

“I’m asking you out, Cas.”

Also known as the Dean Winchester makes the first move fic.

season 14

Broken Road  by  thegeminisage Words:     109,629     Chapters:     7

A 14.13 Lebanon rewrite. When Dean uses a wish-granting pearl to try and kill the archangel Michael before he can escape the cage in Dean's head, they instead wind up with a newly-resurrected John Winchester.

It's been more than a decade since John died, and a lot has changed: Mary is alive, Sam and Dean have what passes for a proper home in the Men of Letters Bunker, and they're living with angels. John doesn't know angels are real, he doesn't know about the fragile new relationship between Dean and Castiel, and most of all, he doesn't know that Dean said yes to Michael, or that Dean's plan to defeat Michael would send him to a fate worse than death.

Now Dean must contend with both his father asking questions he can't answer, and his loved ones learning about the darker truths of his childhood, all while constantly battling the archangel trapped inside him. But Dean coming to terms with his history may be the difference between this being the beginning of a journey—or the end.

post season 15

fools and pilgrims  by  lagaudiere Words: 31,904     Chapters: 2

Claire shows up at the bunker a day before Dean was planning to leave, with her hair cut short and a fresh tattoo on her left arm under a bandage. Chuck is dead, Jack has given up his godlike powers, and Cas is back from the Empty, which doesn't make it any easier for Dean to talk to him. Suddenly finding himself in a world without monsters, supernatural forces, or any need for hunters, Dean's solution is to go on a road trip. Claire tags along.

Dean-Claire mirror fic post Despair

what's missing is found (our souls can exhale now)  by  sobsicles Words: 27,403

It's not the first time Claire has ever gone missing. It is, however, the first time Kaia panics about it. Dean's dragged into the mess, but he soon finds that it's the best thing that could have happened to him.

canon(?) au  (Hunters and Men of Letters)

Dean Winchester's Secret (Angel) Boyfriend  by  reluctantabandon, Winter_of_our_Discontent Words: 11,191     Chapters: 1

Dean Winchester isn't exactly a team player. So when he starts mentioning a new Hunting partner, Ellen and Jo Harvelle aren't sure whether they should be worried or relieved.

But they're starting to get the feeling there's something important Dean's not telling them about Cas...

Shot Through The Heart  by  peanutbutterjelly-pie (Aleakim) Words: 11,191     Chapters: 1

Dean is a hunter.

Castiel is a Man of Letters.

And even though they have to work together on a regular basis, there is not much sympathy between them. Castiel thinks Dean too brash and reckless while Dean in return sees nothing more in the other man than a rude asshole with an obsessive love for books and a truly terrible fashion sense.

But fate clearly has a funny way of throwing those two together over and over again.

And somewhere along the way feelings change into something neither of them would have expected.

[person-with-multiple-interests]

Tomorrow Hill chapter 2 part two

They arrived at the mall’s parking lot, time to do what they came here for, back to school shopping. Hunter was afraid of this, afraid of doing his tics in public and just genuinely anxious about the whole thing as well.

The two of them walked into the mall looking for school supplies. Hunter is hoping that his foster parent will allow him to get more art supplies and a new sketchbook. Then he saw something that stole his breath almost instantly.

It was a guy hazel eyes and hair dyed emerald green and a beauty mark under his left eye. Standing next him were two girls one who looked like she could be his twin, maybe they were identical twins and one with lavender hair she probably dyed it as well. Either way that guy was really eye catching Hunter couldn’t stop looking at the other boy maybe it was better for them not to know each other. Hunter felt a blush creeping on his face when the other boy laughed, that laugh was just ear candy to Hunter.

Bump took notice that he didn’t have Hunter’s attention anymore he was about to ask Hunter if found something he until he saw who he was looking at. Edric Blight, one of the three Blight siblings. Bump saw the look in Hunter’s eyes it was basically love at first sight so he decided to throw this love struck child a bone.

“You like him?”

“Huh, like who?”

“Him right there, do you want to talk to him?”

He nodded. But he was confused guys are supposed to like girls……right?

“Then do it you need practice for when you get to school anyways.”

Hunter took a few deep breath’s and started making his way towards the boy he was already feeling like he’s going to have an anxiety attack.

Edric was just scrolling through his phone when he looked to the right and saw someone standing next to him. Bleach blonde hair and an undercut extending to the back of his head leaving the bit of hair at the top left, ruby red eyes that were so beautiful that Edric had to do a double take, pale skin he did have a bit of color but other than that he was mostly pale, and a scar that went from his jawline to a bit of his cheek Edric wondered what could’ve happened to have the boy standing next to him receive that scar.

Hunter’s body suddenly lunged forward, he felt like he was going to fall over had it not been for the emerald haired boy catching him.

“You okay?”

“I’m pop just fine. I’m used to it click actually.”

That made no sense to Edric but then again he could ask Amity about this interaction she was planning on becoming a neurologist.

“Ok.”

Edric walked away leaving to ask his little sister about the interaction but Edric had admit in his mind that boy was kinda cute not the body jerking, to Edric it looked kinda painful but Edric did know that the blonde couldn’t control it, aside from that he was cute.

Hunter was standing there frozen in place then walked back to his foster dad.

“How’d it go?”

“I messed up, I think he hates me.”

“Hey no worries you’ll have another chance.”

“Yeah maybe, anyways do I have art classes on my schedule?”

“Uhh hold on let me check. You do have art on there, do you want to pick up some art supplies and a sketchbook for that next?”

“Yes I do want to do that.”

“Alright that’s our next stop.”

Edric finally caught up with Emira and Amity in the clothing section when Amity’s eyes caught something. A purple hoodie with cat ears on the hood. Amity gasped.

“This is perfect for Luz, favorite color, cat ears, hold on is it soft?”

She felt the texture of the hoodie seeing if it was soft like Luz liked it knowing that her girlfriend had issues with certain textures on some clothes especially hoodies.

“It is. I’m getting this for her and giving it to her tomorrow, she’s going to love it.”

Emira chimed in.

“Oh yeah, I’m sure she’s going to love it mittens.”

Emira saw Edric making his way towards them.

“There you are! What took you so long?”

“Sorry Em, just met someone.”

Amity’s interest was peaked.

“Oh ho and who was this someone?”

“I didn’t catch his name but actually I wanted to ask you about him mittens.”

“Okay go for it what’s the question.”

“Actually never mind.”

Amity just shrugged as she headed towards the register to pay for the stuff they got.

“So you’re just going to leave us hanging?”

“Yes I am.”

“Dude that is such a dick move.”

“I know Em.”

“Well I’ve already payed for the stuff we need.”

“Nice one mittens.”

Hunter saw that boy was about to leave, and knew he didn’t want to lose him so without even a second thought he started speed walking towards the boy clearly on auto drive.

Edric was five inches from the exit when he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. It was that boy.

Hunter extended his hand (maybe if you suppress your tics then he’ll be your friend at least) surprisingly the other boy took his hand and shook it.

“Hey.”

“H-hi.”

Hunter was already nervous about this he didn’t even know what to say.

“I wanted to ask you something.”

“Alright what is it?”

“Back there your body just kinda pushed you forward and it looked like you couldn’t control it what did you mean by you were used to it?”

This is what Hunter was afraid of.

“Yeah sorry about that. That was just….one of my tics.”

“Tics?”

“Y-yeah I have click Tourette’s.”

Edric had seen Amity doing research on it so he had a basic understanding of it. Hunter felt like he had to continue the silence was deafening.

“It’s a neurological condition that causes-”

“I know what it is it’s just I’ve never met someone that has it.”

“O-oh your pop okay with that.”

“Why would I not be.”

“R-right.”

“Give me your phone for a bit.”

“Why?”

“You’ll see. Oh yeah what’s your name?”

“H-hunter, and yours?”

“Edric nice to meet you Hunter.”

“Nice to throat clear meet you too hiccup Edric.”

Edric began to type his number into Hunter’s contacts, then Hunter spoke pretty quickly.

“I mean if you want to hang out tomorrow that’s fine but I’d understand if you didn’t wa-”

“I’d like that. So tomorrow it is?”

Hunter was at a loss of words this drop dead gorgeous guy was accepting his proposal to hang out. He didn’t even know what to do.

“Yes pop tomorrow it is.”

“Cool see ya.”

Edric gave Hunter his phone back then winked at him as he walked away which caused Hunter’s face to turn bright pink. Hunter was new to this the only other friend he had was his foster sibling Skara other than her he didn’t have any other friends.

Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.

Now was the difficult part asking his foster father if he could hang out with him. Hunter was still shell shocked over the interaction that he forgot about why he was there in the first place.

“There you are kid. You ready to go home.”

“I want to tch ask you something?”

“What is it.”

“Remember that guy from the mall?”

“Yes I do.”

“Well grunt he and I have made pop plans to hang out cough tomorrow, is it ok if I go to his place?”

“Of course it’s okay.”

“Thank you.”

“Anytime kid, now then let’s head back home.”

[z-1-wolfe]

Parhelion Headcanons (sir this is all for you) @greenbeany

Putting 'em under the cut because they got very long O.O

I- the gnome is Neon I take no criticism. They are often good-natured souls with a more mischievous side, and if that doesn’t describe Neon I’m not sure what does. Playful, funny, good intentions, that my good Bean is our lovable cat personified. Okay Parhelion dnd au with gnome Neon please /j.

I AM SMACKING THE GUN OUT OF YOUR HANDS [runs into a glass wall] dammit,, guess I gotta talk now

I- oh no,, time to fail the exam I guess (turns all your head canons upside down)

Okay they do sleep yes they do. Actually that’s a lie only Ciel sleeps, the other two are insomniacs. Ciel has all of her day to day life planned out to the minute, so she heads to bed at a certain time and wakes up at a certain time, the other two are more of a “we’ll sleep when we’re tired” kinda duo. Unfortunately due to Ilia’s night terrors and Neon’s ADHD they almost never rest. No they do not sleep in a SANE bed, ha why would they have a bed? They sleep in a hammock all tangled up with each other. It’s hard to tell what order they sleep in when they kinda curl into each other. They do not use a duvet, why have a duvet when Neon is a space heater? There are no pillows on the hammock X). OKAY THEIR ROOM, THIS I GOT, it’s a funky mess that is somehow organized thanks to Ciel. Ilia doesn’t own a lot in general but it was her life’s dream to paint her bedroom rainbow so guess what they have now. The other two are too soft and they supported her efforts and they love her despite her poor design sense XD.

I- why closet ASDFG I mean— No they do not share a closet they all have completely different fashion sense and if that was all in one place people would be genuinely terrified. But since they’re broke they had to make do with one walk in closet that they partitioned off into sections. YES THEY DO HAVE MATCHING OUTFITS THEY ARE SO CUTE LIKE THAT. They tend to be like those cute couple outfits with a few variations to match their own personal style. But their favorite matching outfit are these duck hoodies they own courtesy of once again Ilia living out her childhood dreams. No they don’t own many outfits because like I mentioned earlier they are broke x). Hmm thinking about each other’s styles… Ilia think both of her girlfriends have great taste, she loves the well, neon of Neon, and the prim and properness of Ciel. Neon just doesn’t care XD. And Ciel is just, she’s just standing there wishing she could help their fashion sense, but she holds back because “It does suit them in an odd way.” Ciel gets the most compliments on her style hands down, she looks organized and you can bet she saves money to buy outfits that actually accentuate her cuteness. They don’t wear makeup no time for that (in which you learn Z has little to no knowledge in how to apply makeup and doesn’t know how to answer that question)

OH OKAY I LOVE VIDDY GAMES. Ciel likes real-time strategy games because she’s insane and that’s literally all she knows in life thanks to being raised in an upper class family in Atlas. Neon likes open world games, something something she likes the chance for adventure and determining one’s fate for themself. Ilia has never once played a video game until after she defected from the White Fang but I can see her playing something light like Stardew Valley, low stakes kinda games. Hmm, they might play Animal Crossing together? Since it has aspects they all enjoy. They each have an individual switch (Ilia has a coral switch lite) and one shared PC. Okay game with most hours, maybe Minecraft? They still haven’t beat the enderdragon because Neon keeps getting distracted XD. Neon is the bomb at party games though, you can bet she has a perfect score on all the songs in Just Dance. Ciel is a sharpshooter, god knows who taught her how to shoot like that. The biggest splatoon fan is unfortunately not Neon it is Ilia, she loves all the colors in the game ^^. But she and Neon have wracked up quite a few hours in co-op.

Uhhh books!! Ilia likes fanfics :) it’s unfortunately one of the only ways for her to see positive representation of herself. Neon for some reason reads Epics?? Like her favorite is the Epic of Gilgamesh what is up with that?? Ciel reads webtoons :), she reads enough serious stuff for school work and such, she likes to just kick back and relax after all that. Yes they have schedules reading time courtesy of Ciel :). Uhh, they relax by baking together. None of them had many chances to indulge in sweets while growing up so they make full use of their time now. ?? SPOON?? Cuddle hours happen on a whim, the one thing that Ciel can never schedule because she never knows when it’ll occur. They relax the most in the kitchen x) because that’s where they bake, it’s not unusual to find Neon asleep on the counter while she waits for their sweets to rise. They read in the light, Neon is afraid that by reading in the dark that they’ll all ruin their eyesight. Ciel likes the sunrise because she’s up the earliest and is the only one to see it, the other two prefer sunset because that’s usually when their day is about to begin XD.

Favorite spot for dates! The park ^^, they like to go on picnic dates with all their baked goods. There is no plan, usually one of them will randomly pull the other two out of the house because they haven’t touched grass in a while XD. There are no ideas, they share one braincell and they spend too much time doting on each other to use it. Uhm favorite movie genre,,, they like comedy movies :). Their favorite place to eat is this tiny store on the corner of their street that makes mean gyros, they heccin’ love them. Coping with horror, Ilia is desensitized to horror because of the things she’s seen in life, Neon treats it like a game because she knows it’s not real, Ciel, is okay with it, but she gets shook more easily than the other two and they often have to reassure her. No they do not like theme parks, there are too many people around for Ilia and Ciel and Neon respects their boundaries so they tend to go to more quiet places. Uhm heights, Ciel is used to heights because she’s friends with Penny and woah can that girl toss her in the air like she’s a couple of grapes. Ilia doesn’t mind heights but she would prefer to have her feet on the ground. Neon loves the ground so damn much if it leaves her she will cry because man she can’t roller-skate in the air can she, what will she do if the ground is suddenly gone? They like evening dates because it’s normally the only time all three of them are awake enough for it XD. They end a night by sleeping I am not quite sure if there are other ways to end it lmao. They absolutely despise Neon’s roller skating dates but they love how excited she gets about them so they end up becoming as good as professional roller skaters because the smile on Neon’s face when they join her is dazzling.

I am slowly going insane. Yes each girl has a hobby I sure hope they do. Ilia knits, Ciel paints, and Neon writes. I would like to imagine that Ciel would try to schedule time for their hobbies she ends up giving up because all their sleep schedules are wack. Designated chef is Neon (probably made food for FNKI back in atlas), designated driver is Ilia (I mean I like to imagine she stole cars and stuff in the White Fang XD), designated decorator for stuff is normally Ciel though Neon does try to hijack a few of her plans occasionally, designated shopper is Ciel because the other two have no concept of Saving money, and they all work together to clean :). They don’t work together, they believe in keeping their work life and home life separate to prevent their feelings from getting in the way. They do not have pets, none of them have the energy or responsibility to do that, but Ilia did once bring a moose home one day for some reason.

I am nomming on your arm sir. Ilia and Neon get along with Penny surprisingly well, though I do think Ilia would get along with Weiss better? Ruby and Weiss look at Ciel and see a beacon arc Weiss and more or less adopt her despite Ciel being older than the two of them. They might like.. play board games together? Like some of those more team based board games I can’t think of anything off the top of my head, may the best polycule win. I cannot see them in a cuddle puddle to be honest ajcnjsanjs I am so sorry— hmm Ruby and Neon do not know the meaning of formal, as far as they are concerned these are their girlfriend’s friends and that means that by extension these are their friends. Weiss would like nothing to do with Neon after Neon insults Yang during the Vytal festival but she begrudgingly goes on outings with her and hey, now they’re make up buddies for some reason. The parhelion gals take the fs gals to the gyro place they like :). Parhelion gang Is a lot more vocal on their dates because their love language happens to be words of affirmation while the fs gang’s happen to be physical touch. Both polycules are very very affectionate though I will die on this hill.

DARN IT TUMBLR ONLY LETS ME HAVE 10 IMAGES PER POST THIS IS FINE IT WAS JUST ONE MORE PROMPT DARN IT

(Parhelion angst! How do Neon and Ciel react to the news about the dust mine? How do they find out about Ilia getting expelled? Do they find out about the white fang? Is there any faunus stigma afterwards? How does Ciel react to people bullying her Faunus GFS? Does Neon talk to Ciel much after? Do they ever reunite? Does Neon attempt to help Ciel while she grieves Penny? Where the fuck is Ciel now? Is Neon still alive? Does Ilia ever think about them? Does Blake know about them from Ilia?)

BUDDY I CAME TO THE LAST ASK AND NOW ONLY DID I REALIZE YOU MEANT PARHELION BACK WHEN THEY WHERE IN BEACON THIS WHOLE TIME I’M CRYING. (This ask is answered under the assumption that they are already dating back in Atlas Academy) Ciel is fiercely protective of her girlfriends, though people only know that Neon is a Faunus because Ilia masks her traits during her time at the academy. Neon and Ciel are horrified about the news about the dust mines. They know that Ilia is a Faunus and that her parents were working there so they rush to see her as soon as possible. But they’re too late,,, Ilia’s already been expelled for attacking her fellow students. They don’t hear from Ilia for a few years after that and the two slowly drift apart, each blaming the other for not getting to Ilia soon enough. They don’t find out about the White Fang until they reunite with Ilia unfortunately, but they feel sad that Ilia had felt that they only way for her to get revenge for her parents was by joining a militant group (I’m working under the assumption that Sienna only took control of the White Fang shortly before Ilia joined). When Neon learns that Penny didn’t make it after the Fall of Beacon she hesitantly reaches out to Ciel for the first time in a year, and she does try to help. But for Ciel it’s blow after heccin’ blow and she pushes Neon away in a rage. Ciel leaves the Academy after that and goes rogue, working as a huntsman without a license for the poorer parts of remnant. Ilia is unaware of all this drama during the Beacon arc. The next time she hears of any news is during the Fall of Atlas, and she’s scared, scared because she’s still recovering and she just heard Ruby announce to the world that Remnant is under attack, and oh my gosh her ex girlfriends live in Atlas. Neon makes it out alive, though not entirely in one piece, she now has a prosthetic leg. Ilia is the first person to see her, it’s a tearful reunion and they haven’t fully made up yet, but hey it’s a work in progress, now they just have to find out where Ciel is, but when they do they’ll BOTH be there to greet her. Blake has no idea who the fuck Ciel and Neon are lmao, Ilia never told her anything about her past romances when she was in the White Fang.

Oh gosh I think that's it-- And that is it thank you for listening to me ramble about Parhelion you get a juice box for making it this far. Sir I am sincerely sorry for turning your ship upside down please forgive me.

[softyhyunjin]

ldr ⊵ bang chan

Description: Distance definitely makes the heart grow fonder.

இ genre: friends to lovers, ldr, college au, angst?, def fluff             

இ pairing: chan x reader                                                                              

இ word count: 12.5k

warnings?: there’s alc, and a pretty mf hot chan

a/n: @changbeanie it’s been a while ´･ᴗ･` wow, just wow 

↫ i ↬

“Chan, I need to spill the tea!”

He came to a halt, setting aside his unopened One Piece mystery figures. When he looked into the camera lens, his brows knit together in a little frown. 

“No Y/N, you can’t spill the tea! The tea is hot, and if you spill it, you are gonna get burned,” Chan playfully scolded you and laughed shortly after. 

“I’m serious Chan,” you whined, covering your face to hide your warm cheeks. Chan laughed even more. You didn’t know whether he was laughing at you or his joke. Maybe it was both. 

He calmed down and leaned back into his gaming chair. Sighing in content, he looked at you from his monitor, smiling softly. “Go ahead, tell me,” Chan said. 

“Can I really?” You removed your hands from your face and rolled your eyes. 

“Yes, now go!” He chuckled. 

“I caught Changbin on a date with someone!” 

Chan faked a gasp, “Ahhh, no way.”

“Oh, so you knew?”

“Yes, but I’d like you to finish spilling the tea.”

“That’s all I wanted to spill,” you scoffed. Of course, Chan would know about Changbin’s love life, he was close to all his friends after all. Now, your reasoning for calling him went down the drain. Useless. 

Chan shrugged, “He already told me his plan to confess to his crush a while back, so I’m not surprised. Ruby, I think that’s her name? Yeah.” 

“Okay, goodnight then. I’ll call you later this week if I can,” you sighed in defeat, swiping your mouse pad to hang up. 

“Wait, wait, wait. Y/N, you didn’t even let me finish opening the package you sent me. Don’t you want to see who I got?” His eyes lit up at his unopened One Piece figures. 

“Not really, it cost me a fortune to ship it out to you,” you spun around in your chair, faking disinterest to the birthday boy, but in reality, you wanted to stretch the call as long as you could. You really missed him. 

Chan had been studying abroad in Berlin for two months. You remember him speaking to you about it and listing his options in order: Berlin, Dublin, and Paris. When you asked why he placed Berlin as his first choice, he said its nightlife attracted him the most, which isn’t surprising, considering the night owl he is. And bonus, it was cheaper than his other options. 

“Should I call Woojin to watch me unbox instead, then?” He cocked his brow. 

“Do you really want him to watch you unbox it?” You pouted.

“Noo, I want you to watch me. But… I guess you don’t wanna,” Bang Chan shrugged.

“Ugh, you already know I do.”

“Then why didn’t you say so in the first place?” He teased further, enjoying his ability to easily earn a reaction from you. 

“Are you coming back to Sydney for Thanksgiving?” You responded with a question. 

“No, it would be pointless because I have to immediately fly back to Berlin for finals. Maybe I should stay here until the 22nd of December. Besides, I’m gonna miss it here. Oh-“ He excitedly tore off the wrap of his gift, “Tony Tony Chopper. I had a feeling I would get him,” he laughed. 

“Oh,” you said in a small voice but quickly hid your disappointment and smiled. “I was hoping you’d get him.”

Inside, you were pretty bummed out. Not seeing Chan for over a month was torture. Whatever you wanted to try would have to wait until he got back: the new restaurant by the mall, going on a fishing trip, and using the remaining benefits of your favorite amusement park’s season pass. Most importantly, you chose to wait for him to come home so that the two of you could binge-watch the latest season of Stranger Things. 

Chan had already caught the disappointment in your voice and put down the Tony Tony Chopper figure. Propping his elbow onto the desk, he used his palm to cup his chin, leaning into the monitor. Although he was ten thousand miles away, the gesture made him feel closer to you and Sydney. “You know that’s not what I meant. I miss home, my mum’s cooking, hanging with the guys, and cuddling with Berry. I get homesick at times, but I love it here.”

“I know, I’m just bored without you. I want to go bar hopping in Sydney again,” you groaned, feeling bad for making Chan explain himself when he didn’t even need to. 

“Tch, you just want to see the guys drunk call their girlfriends again.”

“Not even! I only want to see Hyunjin drunk call his girlfriend, it’s so cute when he whines to her about wanting to be the little spoon. He gets so embarrassed whenever Jisung and I show him the recordings,” you cackled like a witch. 

Chan shook his head in disapproval, chuckling at your words, “Y/N, You’re so evil. Just wait until you’re the one to drunk call somebody.”

“Who knows? Maybe I’ll have somebody by the time you come back,” you shrugged. 

“Oooh, well, do you?” 

“We’ll just have to wait until the next time we go bar hopping.”

“Then, you’re gonna have to wait for another two months,” he sang through the screen, his hand reaching for the mouse to select a song on one of his Spotify playlists. 

SLANDER & Said the Sky - Potions (ft. JT Roach)

“It’s going to be a long wait,” you sighed, drumming your fingers against your desk. 

“Every time you said a word, I was starin' at your lips. I don't think I've ever been so close to a love like this,” he sang along before taking a pause to say, “I’ll be home before you know it.”

Shooting him with a finger gun, you suggested, “Ahah! Are drinks gonna be on you?” 

“Shouldn’t you be buying? I’m the one coming home.”

You scowled. “Ask the boys because you miss them.”

“Don’t worry, I miss you too,” Chan easily confessed, bobbing his head to the drop of the bass. 

↫ ii ↬

“Gobble gobble gobble!” 

“Shut up, we don’t even have a turkey,” Minho said, slapping Jisung’s ass when he took up the entire couch. 

Jisung scooted enough for Minho to sit and used his lap as a pillow, “Hey, I told everyone to pitch in for our lovely Friendsgiving, but nooo! So, it ain’t my problem.”

“We pitched in for beef, that’s even better,” Hyunjin said, jumping back when the meat hit the electric grill, abruptly sizzling and splattering oil onto his hand. 

“Gimme that, you’re going to end up burning the meat and your hand,” Jeongin took the metal tongs from Hyunjin, increasing the temperature of the grill and adding more slices of brisket. 

“Haha, who are you trying to impress? Y/N?” Woojin joked.

Seungmin killed Woojin’s joke in an instant, “No, he’s trying to practice for his crush. They went out the other day and she cooked for him the whole time.”

Changbin stole the first slice of meat from the serving tray, saying with a mouthful, “Big fat rip, dude.”

 “Hello?” Felix said after picking up an incoming call from his phone. He rolled his eyes at the person speaking on the other line, “Liv, I told you to always have your wallet on you. No, I am not going to drive over to drop it off. Just stop by the house on your way to the movies.”

“Your sister left her wallet at home again?” Jisung asked. 

Felix shrugged, “Yeah, she always does that. I’m not gonna drop it off to her this time. Whatever, she said she’ll be here in ten.” 

You wedged yourself between Felix and Seungmin on the couch, making yourself comfortable while Felix challenged Minho on Super Smash Bros. Jisung had just finished setting up his Nintendo Switch on Felix’s TV and tossed both controllers to the first round competitors. Felix selected Dark Pit whereas Minho did the random selection and got Ness. 

“Nooooo! FUCK.” Felix screeched after Minho sent his character flying off the platform. You covered your ears but laughed at Felix’s loss. 

Minho smirked, nodding to his opponent, wiggling his eyebrows. “Do you want to change your fighter?” 

Rolling his tongue in his mouth, Felix shook his head, “No, rematch.”

The doorbell rang. Without a glance, too absorbed into his rematch with Minho, Felix asked you to open the front gate for Olivia. You left the couch and went outside to open it for her. When you opened the wooden gate, you found Bang Chan waiting outside instead of Felix’s sister. Your mouth went agape. 

“You’re back...” You said, stepping aside to let him in. 

Shock was still written across your face. He gently patted his carry on before leaning in to take a look at your face. Jokingly, he said, “I take it that you’re not thrilled to see me, should I leave then?”

Seeing him in person made your heart swell. You suddenly remembered how much you missed him. Overwhelmed by his presence, your eyes began to pool with tears and just could not stop. Without blinking, a big, fat tear escaped. Wiping the stray tear with the sleeve of your hoodie, you wanted to stop crying but wound up sniffling. 

Chan reached for your other arm, gently drawing small circles with his thumb. He couldn’t help but laugh as he attempted to soothe you. “Hey, hey, why are you crying?” He cooed, throwing another joke, “Maybe I should just leave…”

“No, don't.” 

Although tears kept on falling, you laughed back and patted your cheeks dry with your sleeve. Chan let go of the carry-on, spreading his arms wide for only one reason. You accepted his invitation, leaning forward to wrap your arms around his torso. “Don’t worry, I missed you too. But I didn’t expect you to cry so much,” he teased. 

The vibration his laughter gave off, made your insides feel warm and fuzzy. Chan smelled like fresh laundry mixed with the familiar cologne he only wore for special occasions. He rocked you side to side, and you could feel the smile spread across his face from his chuckling. You wanted to hug him even longer but a notification went off, causing both of you to pull away from each other. 

It was coming from the Apple Watch gifted to him from everyone for his 21st birthday. Chan checked the notification, disregarding it when it began to spam. “Let’s go inside,” he said, patting your shoulders to make you head in first. 

“Finally! What took you so long?” Felix jumped from the couch to give Chan a hug. 

Chan gave a nonchalant shrug, “My mum wouldn’t stop talking. If it weren’t for Hannah and Olivia needing a ride to the mall, I would’ve gotten here much later.”

“Christopher Bang, I have been waiting for you,” Jisung swooped in, giving Chan a bear hug. Then, weakly whispered into his dear friend’s ear, “If it was any longer, I would’ve died from starvation.”

You frowned all of a sudden. “Wait, all of you guys knew he was coming back for Thanksgiving?” 

“Surprise!” Felix awkwardly laughed because he knew you were going to strangle him later.

“Yeah? Why wouldn’t he come back? It’s Thanksgiving,” Hyunjin walked out of the kitchen with the rest of the guys to hug Chan. 

“You said you weren’t though,” you said, narrowing your eyes at Chan. He removed the black cap from his head, sheepishly running a hand through his... dark brown hair? There was no longer a strand of dirty blonde. “Oh my god, and you dyed your hair back to your natural hair color,” you gasped. 

“Boy, I am starving,” he whistled, purposely ignoring your stare. 

Jisung wrapped his arms around yours and Chan’s shoulders, inhaling the aroma of Seungmin’s freshly baked pies coming from the oven. “I’m so fucking stoked to eat. Let’s eat.”

↫ iii ↬ bh.pt.i ↫

Famous Dex - Japan

“Baby girl, what you doing, where your mans? I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan.”

Chan sang Japan by Famous Dex, pointing to Felix once they both made eye contact. Felix quickly caught on, finishing the chorus with a strong dab, “I ain't doin' no playin', these red bottoms, not no Vans. And she tellin' all her friends, I might put 'em on the Gram, aye!” 

“I don’t know you two anymore,” you cringed at the pair. Once the song was over, they started singing to Lil Uzi Vert’s ‘XO TOUR Llif3.’ 

“Should've saw the way she looked me in my eyes. She said baby I am not afraid to, die. Push me to the edge, all my friends are dead, push me to the edge, all my friends are dead,” they both sang, clasping each other’s hands and bobbing their heads. 

“Ah shit, the Uber driver is gonna be outside in two minutes,” Felix cursed and ran upstairs to his room to grab his bomber. 

“Hurry, or else we’re going to leave you!” Chan shouted towards the stairs, then, lowering his voice to tell you, “Let’s leave him.”

You rolled your eyes, and he cracked a smile. 

After Thanksgiving, Chan had two and a half days left before heading back to Berlin. You wanted to spend as much time as you can with him. Not only you, but everyone else wanted to. And the perfect way to do it: 

Bar hopping. (bh)

Jisung brought up the idea because he wanted to buy his friend a drink. It was a treat for Chan since he’s been away for nearly three months. But also, Jisung was anticipating to record any of Hyunjin’s embarrassing moments. For him, it was killing two birds with one stone. 

“Thank you, sir, have a good one,” Chan said to the Uber driver, waving goodbye as he was the last to exit the backseat of the car. 

Felix scanned the area, squinting whenever he saw anyone coming out of a shop. “Uh, we just arrived. Where are you- Oh! I see Woojin waiting in the front,” he hung up. 

“I’m so hungry.” Your stomach grumbled. 

“Yoooooo! Broski, over here,” Felix waved both hands in the air. The three of you approached Woojin, giving him a hug before entering the bar. 

Everyone was already seated inside munching on some salted peanuts. Changbin tossed a peanut into the air, and Jisung caught it in his mouth, extending his arms in the air to gloat his victory. “Now buy me a drink,” he demanded. 

“Fine,” Changbin scoffed but agreed. 

Once the three of you settled down in the large booth, Woojin ordered a beer and a shot of tequila for each person. You were excited to drink but hated tequila. It was the first alcohol to ever give you a massive hangover. The taste was disgusting and a measly whiff could still trigger your gag reflexes. 

“Alright, whoever finishes last needs to take another shot of tequila,” Felix snickered. 

“Ugh, no,” Hyunjin groaned.  

Chan leaned in to whisper into your ear, “Will you be able to handle it?” 

You bumped your left shoulder against his right, “Of course, who do you think I am?” 

Changbin knocked on the table, grabbing everyone’s attention. “3! 2! 1! Go!” 

You chugged the beer while keeping your eyes open for the rest of the guys. Most of them started off with their shot of tequila to get it over with while you, Jisung, and Jeongin started off with beer. By the time you were halfway done with your beer, the tequila starters were beginning to touch their beers. Some were still making faces from sucking the complementary lime wedges that came with the tequila. 

Finishing the last of your beer, Jisung slapped the table with his shot glass. Still sucking his like wedge, he pointed at you to hurry so you can come in second place. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, grabbing the lime wedge in one hand and the tequila shot in the other, downing it in one go. “That’s so fucking nasty,” you whined and chewed into the lime wedge. 

“Done,” Changbin said, sliding his empty drinks into the center of the table. 

Next, Chan burped out loud, saying, “I’m done. Excuse me.”

When everyone finished, the order came out to be: Jisung, Y/N, Changbin, Chan, Woojin, Minho, Felix, Seungmin, Jeongin, Hyunjin. 

“FUck, this shit. I hate bar hop… ping,” Hyunjin complained, burping in defeat. 

“Bottoms up, loser,” Jisung laughed. 

“Drink! Drink! Drink!” Everyone chanted, cheering when Hyunjin finished the last of the devil’s juice. Already, his face was getting red as he lazily brushed his messy bangs away from his eyes. 

Even though Jeongin was second to the last place, he was eager to move on to the next round. Rubbing his hands in excitement, he asked, “So what’s next?” 

↫ iii ↬ barhopping pt.ii ↫

“We are just going to take it chill this round,” Seungmin cutely laughed. 

The lightweight slurred, jabbing his index finger onto Seungmin’s chest, “No, you wanted to take it chill this round.”

“He’s trying to save you,” you slapped Hyunjin’s back, “But I don’t mind taking it chill this round.”

Already tipsy and spouting out nonsense like always, Jisung called you out, “Y/N, what’s with the getup today?” 

He really emphasized the makeup and your fitted black off-shoulder top with dramatic John Cena hand movements. You grew embarrassed by the sudden attention. Now, everyone’s eyes were on you, especially Bang Chan’s. Your cheeks grew warm as you blushed, but that honestly did not matter because the lighting of the second bar was dark enough to hide them. 

“Jisung, they’re just falsies,” you rolled your eyes. 

Hyunjin cocked an eyebrow into your direction, “My girlfriend likes to wear them when she’s going out. Are you going out with anybody?” He put his head down and burped. “Keeping seCrets huh? uGH, I miss my girlfriend.”

“Nooo, definitely not…” You sighed, “I just felt like doing something different today.” 

“Is it because Chan is back?” Seungmin felt like he cracked the Da Vinci Code. Ridiculous. 

“You’re ridiculous, Kim Seungmin.”

Felix intervened, lazily karate-chopping his arm into the table. Thanks to him, he saved you from making a fool of yourself. “What about me? Didn’t you know anything different about me today?” He slurred. 

“You’re drunk,” Seungmin pointed out the obvious. 

“No, not yet. I got a new bomber, duh. Go ahead, touch it,” Felix suggested. He grabbed Seungmin’s hand, hovering it over his jacket. Then, Felix made him caress the smooth material. 

Both you and Chan burst out laughing. Then, you both turned to look at each other. When your laughter died down, you glanced at his plump lips and looked away with a sigh on yours. 

Why did you go out of your own way to put on makeup and wear your silver drop earrings? The top was a gift from one of your girlfriends. It’s been sitting in your closet for ages, but still, it was something different. 

The guys began to plan for the winter break agenda and Chan joined in on the conversation. He remembered the video call between you and him. It was around the time of his birthday when he unboxed the mystery One Piece figures you sent to him... Did you ever find somebody? 

For a moment, there was this unsettling feeling growing inside of his chest. Yeah, why did she look differently today, is what he thought. You were never ‘ugly’ in his opinion, you were just Y/N. Whatever you choose to do shouldn't matter, so Chan did what anyone would do: He brushed it off. 

Chan glanced over, feeling a little taken aback when you laughed at something Minho said about Hyunjin. Whenever he was surprised, his eyebrows did this thing where they would cutely knot upwards and his eyes would light up. But this time, it was different. Yes, he was surprised but the expression on his face grew soft immediately after you made eye contact with him. 

You raised the glass of your favorite cocktail to your lips, nodding in excitement when Jisung ‘secretly’ whipped out his phone and began recording Hyunjin. Then, you broke into a playful grin while biting into the black stirring straw before sipping your drink. Yeah, he thought you were really attractive right now. 

For some reason, Bang Chan felt like his body was engulfed by flames. 

You raised a brow, offering him to try your drink with a smile. Chan blinked back, totally aware he was staring at you. Luckily, you weren’t and thought he was curious about your drink. 

Turning down your offer, he decided to lay off on the drinking for the rest of this round. It was the alcohol causing him to feel this way, or that’s what he thought. 

If not, this was going to be a big problem. 

↫ iii ↬ barhopping pt.iii ↫

“Last but not least, we are going to get hammered with soju and meat,” Jisung cupped Changbin’s cheeks, then, patting them like how Asian grandmothers would select the perfect watermelons. 

Before Changbin could place him into a chokehold, Jisung clumsily ran into the restaurant to request for seats. He almost ran into one of the patio heaters in the process. “Come back, you fucking squirrel!” Changbin waved his fist in the air like an old man. 

He adopts a sailors’ mouth when he drinks lol. 

Hyunjin had an arm draped over Woojin’s shoulders. He’s already sobered up by now. “Let’s make sure he gets hammered tonight,” he said, then, pointed a finger at you, “And Y/N.”

“I say we should go for it,” Woojin supported his friend.

Your eyes widened. “What did I do?”

“He’s still salty you sent recordings to his girlfriend,” Jeongin teased Hyunjin, his eyes effortlessly creasing into the cutest eye smile. He reminded you of a baby fox. 

“I didn’t, it was Jisung. Recordings were sent from his phone,” You shrugged and stuck your tongue out when Hyunjin mimicked you. 

Jisung peeked at everyone from the restaurant door and caught Seungmin’s attention first, signaling him to bring everyone inside. Seungmin said, “Let’s go, seats are ready.” 

“I already picked out the meats. Now, the hardest part is choosing the soju flavor,” Jisung looked at the drinks menu with heart eyes. 

Changbin took the menu from Jisung’s hands, cockily skimming through it. “Leave it to me, I know what we should stay away from.”

When the waiter came by, Changbin ended up ordering two large yogurts, two fruit-flavored, and two original soju. Seven drinks. Everyone looked at him with their jaws dropped. “You’re actually insane,” Felix said even though he was at a loss of words. 

“The frat boy mentality has sprung onto him. It’s too late, we can’t save him,” Chan cried, covering his warm face, dramatically tugging it downwards with both hands. 

You sighed and lay your head onto Chan’s shoulder. You were still buzzed, but it was going to be a long night. Earlier, he put his jean jacket over your shoulders when some guy walked by and gave you a whistle. You were very uncomfortable from receiving the unwanted attention coming from a sleazebag and hid behind Chan’s broad frame. 

You were getting tired but still wanted to have fun. Chan’s shoulder was a muscular pillow. Your eyes glanced at the sleeve of his black T-shirt. Then, your eyes trailed down to his arm veins, his hand, and the ring on his pinky finger. It was your gift to him for his birthday this year. There was this strong urge to place your hand on top of his and flip it over so that the palm of his hand would be open for you to entwine your fingers in. 

Fuck, why is he so hot?

You didn’t actually do it though, you could not bring yourself to. When you tilted your head upwards, Chan was laughing at Woojin’s disaster story about his most recent blind date. He must’ve felt your gaze on him so he stopped paying attention to the story. Chan laid his eyes on you while you blinked back in surprise with a tinge of pink on your cheeks. His eyes held your gaze momentarily before trailing down to your lips, and so did you. 

You were both waiting for something to happen. The tension-

“Drinks and meat are here,” Minho excitedly cleared the table for the waiter. 

Both you and Chan looked away from each other at the same time. You instantly removed your head from his shoulder, and he cleared his throat. You were both left feeling embarrassed, however, Chan also felt nervous. You, on the other hand, felt a heavyweight on top of your chest. 

For this last round of bar hopping, you both avoided any sort of eye contact or slight skinship with one another. It was too risky, making a nervous wreck out of both you and Chan. 

“Let’s play Truth or Drink mixed with Never Have I Ever,” Changbin said, pouring a drink into everybody’s shot glass, filling it to the brim. 

Minho scoffed but enjoyed the idea, “You’re just asking for everyone to drink.”

“That’s the point.”

“Never have I ever almost joined a cult back in high school,” Jisung tsked over to his friend, snickering when Hyunjin and Jeongin downed the shot in one go. 

Hyunjin went next and glared at Jisung, “Never have I ever lived in Malaysia during my childhood.”

Jisung narrowed his eyes at Hyunjin, chewing on a piece of meat after drinking his shot. “Playing like that, I see.”

“Well, you started it.”

“No, you.”

“You.”

“You.”

Chan interrupted their bickering, and said, “Moving on, never have I ever… Cheated on an exam.” Everyone groaned, drinking except for him, Seungmin, and Hyunjin. Then, it was your turn. 

“Er… Never have I ever blacked out from drinking,” you peeked around, raising your glass to everyone. Changbin, Woojin, Chan, Jisung, Hyunjin, and Felix all clinked their glasses together. 

“Alcoholics,” Minho shook his head, eyeing each person with false disappointment written on his face. 

“Shut the fuck up, you have no right. You’re the goddamn instigator,” Jisung kicked Minho’s foot under the table. 

“Stop playing footsies with me.”

“Oh, I can stop whenever I want to.”

“Can I go now?” Seungmin stuck a piece of rib finger into Jisung’s mouth. Everyone gave him the go, so he suggested, “Let’s do Truth or Drink this round, and the question applies to everyone. If you were a serial killer in a movie, who would you kill first? On the count of three, point your finger to the person. 3! 2! 1!”

“Wow.” And it wasn’t hard to guess who it was. 

The rest of the night went by like that, playing more rounds of Never Have I Ever and Truth or Drink. More than half of the group was drunk and Hyunjin had his head down. He already knocked out and was drooling. You were drunk too but waited for Felix to take his turn. 

Propping your chin in the palm of your right hand, you felt your eyelids become heavier the longer Felix took to ask his question. Finally, he asked everyone, “What are you the most grateful for?”

“I’m the most grateful for my cats,” Minho brought up his fingers and began to list each cat, “Soonie, Doongie, and Dori. Sometimes, I get hissed at but I still love them all.”

It was Chan’s turn. “Mmm,” he thought, “I’d say, my parents, because if they never gifted me with music, I wouldn’t be CB97 right now.”

“And there wouldn’t be SPEARmint and your one and only,” Jisung sluggishly pointed to himself, groaning, “J.One.”

“It’s SPEARB,” Changbin whined, hugging Jisung. 

Chan was beginning to sober up and sipped on his half-full glass of water. Getting sentimental and smiling over to his rap unit members, his ears perked up when it was your turn. You had your head and arms sprawled across the table, earning a laugh from Minho when you palmed your forehead with a disgruntled look on your face. Your head hurt, but you continued, “I am grateful for a lot of things. My dog, meeting my ultimate bias, and having you guys in my life.”

“That’s so generic, be more specific,” Minho teased. 

“Lix, I’m grateful for Felix. If my dad never met his dad in their twenties, I would’ve never grown up with Lix. My dad wouldn’t have almost accidentally run over him that one time when he was running away from Rachel.”

“Huh, I remembered that day. Rachel got so mad at me for reading her diary. I mean, she did leave it on the couch,” Felix reminisced, chuckling at the memory from long ago. 

Seungmin raised an eyebrow, a little confused with what you shared. “Shouldn’t you be grateful for your dad meeting Felix’s dad? And not Felix?”

“Sure, but it’s Felix I am most grateful for. Because without him, I would’ve never met everyone else… and Chan,” you patted Felix’s bomber with your eyes closed and expected him to feel touched by your words. 

“Why say it like that? What differentiates Chan from everyone else?” Jeongin asked with a small pout on his lips. Chan wanted to know as well. He didn’t know why you paused a little before saying his name. Was he special to you in any way? 

Yeah. What differentiates Chan from everyone else? 

“Stop asking me, and let’s move on to Felix. It hurts to think,” you complained.

↫ iv ↬

“Oi bro, today was fun. But I’m fucking wasted,” Felix burped. He leaned his head against the door frame while intensely staring at the door handle. Concentration was key, literally. Felix needed to press the correct keys or else you, him, and Chan would be sleeping in the front yard tonight. Nobody was home. 

“You good there, buddy?” Chan asked with a concerned tone. 

Felix entered the correct code and the numbers on the keypad lit up blue, making him internally jumping with happiness. “Ohh hell yeah. Uh-”

Then, he pushed through the door, startling Chan as he ran through the living room and into the kitchen to hurl into the nearest trash can. Chan quickly went after Felix while still carrying you on his back. “Bro,” he cringed at the loose chunks in the trash can and rubbed Felix’s back, “Keep throwing up, it’ll definitely make you feel better. I’m gonna get you some water. Just let me take Y/N upstairs.”

Felix waved Chan off and said he’d be fine. He was going to go straight to his room afterward, change into his pajamas, and chug the huge hydro flask by his bed. It seems like Felix planned for this to happen, so Chan didn’t have to worry much. 

Chan carried you upstairs to the guest room and carefully unwrapped your arms from his neck when he sat on the bed. When he let go, you hit the back of your head against the headboard and whined in pain. “Oh fuck, I’m so sorry,” he whispered. 

“Ugh, how long have I been out for,” you said, clutching onto the back of your head. 

Chan shrugged, turning around to look at you. “Just the ride back home.”

“I’m not looking forward to a hangover tomorrow.”

You expected Chan to respond but there was no reply. When you peeked one eye open, he was gone. You sighed, rolling to your side to face the window. Why did you feel so puzzled all of a sudden? 

“Are you asleep?” A voice whispered from the end of the bed. 

It was Chan and he had a tall glass of water in his hands. You sat up, thanking him as you took the glass and greedily drank from it. When you finished, you placed it onto the nightstand before laying on your back again. 

“Am I different?” Chan suddenly asked. 

“What do you mean?”

“Like, am I different from the others?” 

You lightly shoved his arm with your foot. “Other guys? Yeah, you’re CB97.”

He shook his head. It wasn’t the answer he wanted. “No, actually, never mind,” he said, changing his mind. 

You frowned and sat up. Then, you nudged his arm, bugging him to tell you, “What is it? Tell me, Bang Chan.”

When you whined, even more, he softly chuckled, facing you with a smile. The only source of light came from outside’s yard lamp through the window slits. You held in a breath when he leaned in. 

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

↫ v ↬

“Y/N, why are we doing this? You know I can’t bake.”

Felix frowned at the baking instructions displayed on his phone. He was having a hard time converting grams to ounces because the mixer was too disruptive. It was annoyingly loud. For the love of god, he spilled some powdered sugar onto the counter. 

“I need help, Lix. It’s hard to make macarons by myself,” you huffed, blowing a strand of your bangs out of the way. 

“What’s in it for me? I could be sleeping in right now,” Felix scoffed but went to the cupboard to grab sugar, salt, and almond flour. 

“You get to spend quality time with me for free. Also, you can eat delicious strawberry macarons. They’re your favorite.”

He shook his head, “No, they’re Chan’s favorite. I already knew your intentions the moment you asked to come over. And, I like banana flavored.”

“What’s with you and banana?”

“Don’t you just love the way it’s pronounced? Banana,” he smiled, thinking about bananas. 

Handing Felix the electric mixer, you bossed him around, enjoying every moment of it, “No, now beat the eggs with the mixer until it becomes stiff peaks,” 

“Y/N, If you like Chan, it’s okay to admit it. I won’t judge you,” he said, cracking a couple eggs into a large bowl, then scooped the yolks into a smaller bowl, “But I’ll make fun of you.”

You paused whatever you were doing to ask, “Why’d you say that out of the blue? That’s odd.” 

“Look,” he paused, “When have you ever went out of your way to gift homemade cookies for someone? This is cute child’s play Y/N.” 

“Never. But everyone is getting a share of this batch, so I don’t know why you’re quick to assume,” you nervously shrugged. Why were you nervous? There was no reason. 

“But who were you thinking of surprising when you bought the ingredients?” 

You eyed the egg whites sliding off the cracked eggshells in his hand as they slowly dripped into the mixing bowl. Cringing at his sloppiness, you told him to start mixing and less talking. “Why would I like him, it’d never work out between us,” you muttered under your breath. 

“Just don’t complain to me when he comes back with a girlfriend from his study abroad program,” Felix annoyingly sang, hitting the power button on the electric mixer. You felt something inside of you sort of snap.

“What?” You asked. 

“You’re not the only girl he’s friends with. You know that right?” 

“Yeah, of course,” you said, trying to hide your disappointment. You were no special exception and it somehow made you feel more hopeless. Felix knew his words must’ve triggered something so he decided to tone it down.

“As your best friend, I know when you’re into someone. This time, it’s different. You may not think you’ve liked Chan for a long time, but trust me, I know,” Felix turned down the mixer to add some sugar with the whipped egg whites, “No matter how many guys you’ve liked in the past, you’d always set them aside for Chan. You don’t do things like having late-night phone calls, binge-watching One Piece, or bake fancy cookies for anyone else. Only Chan. Admit it before I knock some sense into you, idiot. You have a soft spot for him.”

“I do not…” You said in denial, but who were you trying to convince?

“Whatever,” Felix gave up and rolled his eyes. He adjusted the speed of the electric mixer, adding the rest of the sugar into the whipped egg whites. 

When Felix finished whipping the egg whites, they became stiff peaks. He removed the mixer from the bowl, distracted by the mixture’s consistency and unwillingness to budge. “Hey, Y/N,” he tapped your shoulder before holding the bowl of stiff peaks upside down above his head, “Check this out.”

“YONGBOK WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” You screamed his Korean name, hoping the mix wouldn’t fall onto his head and get on the floor. 

“Look, it’s not falling hehehe,” Felix laughed, remembering how he saw something like this in a Tasty video. 

You grabbed Felix’s shoulders in hopes of him putting the bowl down but then he placed it over your head and laughed. “Oh my god, if it gets in my hair, I’m gonna kill you,” you vigorously shook him. 

Felix laughed and put you in a headlock, threatening to coat your face in stiff peaks. “You started it by calling me Yongbok.”

“Yongbok, Yongbokie, LEE YONGBOK,” you giggled when he locked you in tighter. His soft hoodie tickled your neck and you were scared of getting smeared with the cookie mixture. 

“What are you guys doing?” 

Felix dropped his arm to his side and placed the mixing bowl onto the counter. You stood up, fixing your now messy ponytail and awkwardly coughed. 

Chan stood by the kitchen entrance with his arms crossed, looking somewhat displeased. You looked anywhere else but him. When you finally made eye contact with Chan, he quickly avoided it and cleared his throat. “I just came to say goodbye,” he said. 

“But isn’t your flight at 5?” Felix glanced at his oven’s built-in clock, “It’s not even noon yet and you’re already leaving?” 

“My parents want to have lunch with me before dropping me off at the airport. They invited my grandparents and other relatives, so it’s going to take a while.”

“Do the rest know?” 

Chan nodded, “Yeah, I’m going to head back to grab my luggage after lunch, but I messaged them earlier and came to say goodbye just in case.”

Felix walked over to Chan and gave him the tightest bear hug, “Take care and stay safe. I’ll see you in a few weeks?”

“Yeah, and take care as well,” Chan smiled. 

“For sure.”

When their hug was over, Felix said he needed to grab a charger from upstairs because his phone was about to die. You didn’t want to be alone with Chan because you were afraid of acting weird around him, then no one could save you. “What are you two making?” Chan nodded at the mess in the kitchen. 

You shyly smiled, “Uh… Cookies? Hey Chan, are you going to stop by here again after your family lunch?”

“Maybe not, I’m not sure. I’ll call you if I do.”

“Hmmm, okay,” you nodded awkwardly, “I guess I’ll see you in a few weeks too.”

“Yeah, I’ll be back before you know it,” Chan smiled and began teasing, “Better not be a crybaby once I leave.” 

You slapped his arm, “It won’t happen again, just let it gooo.”

“Hmm, nooo,” he laughed. 

When Chan’s laughter died down, he stared at you with a small sigh. You were acting a little different today and he kind of had an idea as to why. He thought you sensed something unusual about his behavior, making you feel awkward towards him. He just wanted to board the plane right now and get his thoughts settled. 

Chan wanted you to give him a hug like always but you refrained from doing so. By the time Felix came back down with his charger, he sensed the weird atmosphere and mouthed to you, ‘What did you do?’

You narrowed your eyes at him and Chan’s phone rang at the same time. It was Lucas on the other line, asking when his brother would be home since their grandparents would be arriving soon. Chan took that as a cue to be on his way, leaving you in the kitchen as Felix walked him out of the front door. 

Felix came into the kitchen confused, “What happened when I was gone?” 

“Nothing, we were just talking.” 

“Do you think we’re going to finish baking these macarons by the time he leaves to the airport?” Felix scratched his head. 

“I hope so,” you sighed. If you worked efficiently enough, it’s possible to finish on time. 

Chan quietly sat in the back seat of the minivan with his younger siblings on the way back from the restaurant. He’d usually bug Hannah about her recent boy crushes or watch Lucas play Monster Hunter on his 3DS. This time, he stared out the window with his EarPods in. A lot was on his mind. 

Chan felt sort of jealous, then stupid, then fine again. It was a cycle on his way back to the house. He knew Felix didn’t have any romantic feelings for you, but the tinge of jealousy would not leave his system. Chan let himself into the house when Felix had just finished mixing whatever. He was curious as to why Felix was up so early since his best friend tends to sleep in till noon during breaks. 

When Chan heard your voice, his ears perked up like a dog. He felt excited to see you and walked into the kitchen, hoping to surprise you. Instead, Chan himself was surprised when he found Felix holding you in a headlock. You were laughing and squirming in Felix’s hold, making Chan wish he didn’t see that. 

Not once have you laughed like that with Chan since he came back to visit. Chan thought you developed a crush on Felix but haven’t told him. But how could you not? You always tell Chan everything. He didn’t care if you liked someone… So what?

When they arrived home, Chan’s father pulled into the driveway. Everyone went inside to rest for a little while before sending him off to the airport. Chan still needed to go upstairs, so he could grab his things and load them into the trunk. After carrying his luggage downstairs and to the minivan, Chan popped open the trunk, halfway loading his things but stopped when his phone went off. 

He picked up the call with his earphones, unaware of the person calling, “Hello?” 

“H-have you left to the airport yet? Or are you still at home?” You said, heavily panting on the other line of the call. 

“Y/N?” Chan asked surprised, “I’m still at home. I just got back.” He waited for you to answer but you had already hung up. “Hello? Y/N?”

“Chan!” You ran up to him, exhausted and a little sweaty. Then, you placed a hand on your waist to keep yourself up as you slowly regain your breath. 

“Did you run here?” 

“Yes.”

“What? Why?”

You stuck your hand into the inside of your denim jacket and fished out a decent packaged goodie bag. “I didn’t want you to leave empty-handed, so I made you these.”

You never fail to catch Chan off guard these days. He slowly unraveled the bag as if it were a delicate rose, and peeked inside to see a couple of pink macarons. Although several of them were cracked because Felix opened the oven midway into baking, causing them to deflate, there were some good ones. 

“Is this what you were baking with Lix?” Chan asked. When you nodded, a smile couldn’t help but form on his lips. 

“Yeah, sorry if I didn’t ask you to stay or say much. I wanted it to be a surprise,” you shyly glanced around him, hoping he’d try one of the cracked cookie sandwiches. 

“Huh, I would’ve never guessed,” Chan laughed. As dumb as it sounds, he felt better knowing you were thinking of him. 

You peeked into his goodie bag, “Are you going to try one?”

“Yeah, here,” he handed you one before taking a bite of his own. 

You thought it was cute when Chan slowly chewed on the cookie. His eyes formed into crescents once he recognized the flavor. After finishing one macaron, he wrapped the bag, closing it and stuffed it into his pocket, “I’m saving these for when I wait to board the plane.”

“Here, eat mine,” you offered the uneaten macaron in your hand. 

“You don’t like strawberries?” 

“No, I do. But I know you like them more, so here,” you brought the miniature sandwich to his lips, smiling when he opened his mouth. 

“Fanks, tho good,” Chan said with a mouthful. 

“Ew, chew with your mouth closed.”

“Hmmm,” he swallowed the last of the macaron, “I said they’re really good, and thank you.”

Sighing in relief, you said, “Of course, I’m glad they come out burnt.”

“They came out kinda ugly though.”

You hit Chan’s bicep. “Then don’t eat them,” you held your hand out, “Return them.”

Chan laughed but reached into his pocket. Instead of handing the cookies back, he grabbed your hand and pulled you in for a hug. As his arms wrapped around your shoulders, he hugged tighter. You uncontrollably smiled, returning his hug and laughed at his sly move. Chan notices how he loves it when he’s this close to you. It makes him feel good to be around you. 

He likes to do this thing where he rocks you back and forth in his arms. You remembered the first time he did it was when you were juniors in high school. You embarrassed yourself in front of a guy you liked at the time and felt down for the whole day. It wasn’t until after school where you were forced to tag along with Felix and Chan to eat pizza which made you feel better. Although you weren’t by the time you met up with them, both caught the sight of your glossy eyes. 

Felix said he had to head back early because he needed to study for a bio test, but you and Chan both knew he would end up playing video games instead. Chan bought you a smoothie and walked you home since it was on the way to his. Before he let you go, he gave you a bear crushing hug, rocking you back and forth while telling you to cheer up and stop being a crybaby. His way of cheering you up always made you laugh and feel warm inside. 

Chan was your big, swol teddy bear. 

Fuck it, you liked him... It didn’t matter. You will deal with it later. 

“Did you really think I’d give them back?” He playfully teased. 

“If you did, I will never make you anything ever again. Ungrateful jerk,” you huffed, pretending to be angry. 

“Nah, I’d never,” he said softly. 

“When are you leaving?” You said, your voice a little muffled from being too close against his jacket. 

“Pretty soon. We’re just waiting for my dad to get off his food coma.”

“Ohh okay.”

Still hugging you, Chan felt like he really needed to say it. You already know though and it wouldn’t change anything, but a strange feeling of realization hit him. As cheesy as it sounds, he wanted to give you a light kiss on your forehead. Wow, he likes you and he is finally sure of his feelings. 

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna miss you,” Chan took a deep breath, “I always do, so don’t be a crybaby when I leave.”

↫ vi ↬

Chan rushed back to his dorm, feeling a surge of inspiration out of nowhere. It was a pain to sit through the last half of class when he was so eager to leave. He was excited to hop on his keyboard to work on a mix. 

Once he stepped into his room, he dumped his backpack onto the floor and stripped off his hoodie, tossing it onto the bed. Then, he pulled out the keyboard pad from his desk and began to set up his laptop and headphones. 

It was perfect. 

Chan was afraid he’d lose the beat or lyrics that came to his mind earlier, but he got it down pretty quick. Now, the hard part. He had to find a way for it to flow smoothly together. He hummed, his head bobbing to the new beat, but something was still lacking. 

“Maybe if I move this here, the transitioning would be a lot better,” Chan clicked on his mouse and dragged one of the clips, inserting it into the mix. When he replayed the sound, he smiled in content. 

CB97’s back, baby.

Just when he felt like he could add in another element, an incoming call interrupted his train of thought. It was from you. 

He picked up the call and swiped into the clock app to check the time zone in Sydney. His eyes widened, why were you calling him 12:30 in the morning? Did something happen?

“Hello? Y/N?” Chan said to the other line. 

“I’m bored,” you said. 

He laughed. “Why are you calling me? Are you by yourself?”

“No,” you replied, shaking your head, “I’m with Lix, Hyunjin, Jisung, and Changbin. Eww, Lix just threw up in the bushes.”

Chan cringed at the sound of his best friend hurling on the other line. It reminded him of the last time he went bar hopping with you and everyone. Now that Chan knew you were drinking, it was obvious you were drunk too. 

“Why’d you call?”

“I don’t know.”

He raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean you don’t know?”

“I don’t know… Hyunjin started calling his girlfriend midway through finishing his drink. Then Changbin called his to confess how much he likes her. And don’t get me started on Jisung,” you tiredly watched Jisung rub soothing circles on Felix’s back. 

“What about Jisung?” Chan chuckled, urging you to continue. 

“He FaceTimed his girlfriend and said he loves her and misses her even though he knows she’s going to kick his ass for getting drunk,” you sighed. 

“Then what?”

“Felix didn’t have anyone to call. He only searched up Momo on google images and angrily pointed at Heechul to treat her right or else he would fly to Korea to square up,” you laughed, starting to feel a little sick too. 

“What about you? Did you have anyone to call?” Chan removed himself from his desk and plopped onto his bed. 

“No, only you. There’s no one else to call, I don’t like anyone else,” you said truthfully. 

“Wow, so I was your last resort,” he joked. 

You felt liquid courage giving you a booster. Shaking your head, you sighed deeply as you watched Felix cough up the last of his partially digested pizza. “Never, I like you too much. I didn’t call anyone else because you’re the only one I want to talk to. So, no. Not my last resort, more like my automatic first choice,” you confessed. 

“Sure.”

“No, I mean it. I love you so much. I just want to hug you all day long. You have no idea how much I miss you,” you whined. 

Chan’s smile faltered and his heart began to race. There’s no way you meant that, did you? 

“How much did you drink?”

“Enough to feel like throwing up but not enough to actually throw up,” you groaned at the unsettling feeling in your stomach.

“Will you remember what you just said to me when you wake up tomorrow?”

“Of course. I always remember! Remember, you said I would someday drunk call somebody. Well, you were right,” you giggled.

Boy, he hoped so. Chan was shaken but couldn’t do much because you were intoxicated. If you did like him, he wanted you to confess when you’re actually sober. That way, Chan would know you were being serious. 

“Who’s not wasted? Can you hand them your phone?” Chan rolled in his bed while anxiously waiting. 

“Hello?” A familiar raspy voice asked. 

“Hey Bin, is everyone sleeping over at someone’s house tonight?”

“Oh, hey,” Changbin said tiredly, “Yeah, we’re going to head back to Felix’s soon. Just haven’t called an Uber yet because Y/N’s been on the phone. Everyone’s phones pretty much died.”

“That’s good,” Chan mumbled to himself, “Can you do me a favor and take care of Y/N for me? Just make sure she gets into a bed and drinks a glass of water before she sleeps. She’ll be fine by the time you guys get to the house since she sobers pretty fast.”

“Honestly, you should be here. She’s been talking about you all night long, but it’s Gucci. I’m gonna take care of everyone,” Changbin nonchalantly shrugged. It was no biggie to him. 

“Just keep an eye out for her and everyone else,” Chan sighed. 

Changbin nodded, “Yessir. I am going to order an Uber now, I’ll talk to you later. Oh shit, Y/N just threw up.”

“What? Wait-“

Although Chan’s heart was still pounding, he figured to leave it until tomorrow when you sobered up. He couldn’t stop rolling in his bed and suddenly felt more homesick. He didn’t know whether or not he should call you first thing tomorrow after his brunch with a classmate. Or maybe he should wait for you to say something? 

Either way, you drove him nuts. Both good and bad. 

The next morning, you stormed downstairs to look for the person who made you go out last night. He slept on the couch, snoring lightly and draped an arm over his eyes. 

“I hate you, I hate you, I hate you,” you angrily tossed one of the couch pillows at a hungover Felix. 

Felix tiredly rubbed his eyes. You woke him up and he palmed every spot on the couch for his phone. “What now?” He asked. 

“I should’ve never gone with you guys. I’m screwed,” you said in distress. 

“You’re so LOUD, I’m TRYNA SLEEP Y/N,” Jisung crankily got up from the couch and walked into Felix’s room to join Changbin under the covers. 

“What did I do?” Felix asked again. 

“I should have never gone drinking last night. I fucked up everything, I can’t bear to see Chan or even talk to him again,” you said, pacing back and forth in front of the TV. 

Felix laughed, “Did you drunk call him and confess?”

“I think so, something along the lines of that,” you tried to remember your exact words but brain fart. 

“Oh shit,” he chuckled. 

“It’s not funny,” you began tearing up, “I messed up everything. It won’t be the same anymore. I don’t want Chan to avoid and stop talking to me because of these stupid feelings.”

Alarmed with your glossy eyes, Felix jumped from the couch even though he still felt nauseous from last night. He patted your back, holding in a laugh when you blinked away some tears. You reminded him of Jeongin. “Y/N, you’re worrying over nothing. Chan’s not going to do that to you, trust me. You know, confessions don’t mean much when you’re drunk.”

Sniffling, you asked him, “What do you mean they don’t mean much when you’re drunk? There’s truth to those words.” 

“Being intoxicated makes you say a lot of things you would not choose to say if you were sober. One time, I even said Changbin’s arms were hot. Can you believe that?” He scoffed. 

“Yeah, I mean, they’re pretty thick.”

Felix rolled his eyes, “The point is, confessions are meaningful when you’re sober. There’s something about being fully aware of your words and having the courage to say it without having to rely on liquid courage. Your confession was most likely taken lightly. You were just letting a friend know you miss him, like a lot, but that’s it.”

“So everything will be okay?”

“Yes, so stop worrying.”

↫ vii ↬

But everything wasn’t okay. 

Chan kicked off his shoes and fell into bed right after his last final. It’s been almost two weeks since he last talked to you (you drunk calling him in the middle of the day), and he felt stuck. When he sent you messages and memes, you wouldn’t respond or would leave him on read. Sometimes, it’d be a miracle if you gave him short responses. Even then, the atmosphere was off and he didn’t know how to keep initiating without the conversation being cut short. 

On days like this, it’d be perfect to compose something, anything. However, Chan kept deleting newly recorded beats, dissatisfied with its quality and flow. He gave up and quit all his open programs. 

Without thinking about the different time zones, Chan went on Discord. His cursor hovered over your icon before he clicked on it. It’s now or never, he thought. Chan felt his heart pounding over a simple video call. He didn’t even know if you were going to answer. It’s better to not get his hopes up. 

When the server rang, he anxiously clicked open some tabs to respond to Felix and check Facebook. 

“Hello?” You asked, dreading the moment he called you. 

“Y/N?” Chan asked, surprised you answered. He stared at the monitor, taking in the image of you working on something in your notebook.  

“Hey,” you sighed. 

Chan’s brows furrowed. He grew concerned at the time of your voice. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I’m just tired. You know, the same thing always happening at school and work,” you lied, avoiding his stare. His gaze was still piercing through a screen. 

“Doesn’t seem like it. You usually talk about school and work, but you haven’t been doing so lately. Let alone at all,” Chan sadly stared at the screen as you pretended to be writing something important down. 

“Sorry, I’ve been pretty stressed lately. I haven’t had the time to talk or call,” you apologized, feeding him another lie. Oh, but he knew you were avoiding him. 

“You should’ve sent me a message or called me at least. It’s better to talk about it, Y/N. Keeping worries to yourself only make matters worse.”

“I’ll try to.”

Fed up with the tension, Chan frustratedly combed his hair with his fingers, “Cut the bullshit Y/N. I know you’ve been ignoring me. If it’s about that night you drunk called me, I’ll drop it. I know you don’t do homework at this time, especially on a Friday night.”

You dropped your pencil and stayed silent. Chan could only do so much on a screen. He stared at you, waiting for you to respond. It was dead silent because you could hear his hallmates talking in a foreign language as they passed by his door.

“Are you really not going to say anything?”

Finally looking up, you wiped off the tears that fell down to your cheeks, sighing. Chan sat up in his chair, worried he messed up. He thought you were going to end the call but held in a breath when you said, “What am I supposed to say? That, I’m sorry for having feelings for you? You say you can easily drop it, but I can’t.”

Chan let his hand cover his mouth, trying to hide his troubled expression. “Who said it was easy to drop it?”

“It’s not, but I screwed up… You’re aware of my feelings towards you. I can still remember that night’s conversation, and I know you do as well,” you covered your face, you didn’t want him to see you crying and looking like Rudolph, “It’s just going to be awkward for us the next time we’ll see each other. Everyone will sense it too. You’ll end up avoiding me.”

“Why do you say that? How can I avoid you? I’ve known you for years. That’s the least of your worries,” Chan said, frowning at your reasoning. He was utterly baffled. 

You slammed your palms onto the desk. “How is that the least of my worries? I like you more than a friend would, Chan. I have feelings for you, but I feel like I’m on the verge of losing one of the closest people in my life, you.”

You were both practically raising your voices on each other. 

He frustratedly started off strong, “What if you said those words to me when you were drunk but don’t actually mean it when you’re sober,” but finished in a small voice, “Then what?” 

“But that didn’t happen, so there’s no point in bringing up another possibility,” you softly said. 

“So what? Are you going to take back what you said? Because you can’t.”

Your heart dropped, and you wanted to bawl. “W-what?”

“I’m sorry,” he apologized and ended the call. 

You shut off your laptop and sat in your chair crying. When you got into bed, you curled into a ball with a tissue box beside you. You felt horrible. Everything was a mess. After going through twenty-something tissues, the mini trash can by your desk was filled with snot balls and evaporated tears. Exhausted and too tired to cry anymore, your eyelids slowly dropped until a notification popped up on the screen of your phone. 

It was a Surprise LIVE! from Monsta X. 

You chucked your phone away and it fell off the bed and onto the wooden floor. As if you cared about watching them live right now. If your ultimate bias couldn’t cheer you up with his smile, nothing could. 

You retrieved your phone to find a message from Chan. He only sent you a link directing you to Spotify playlist titled: 

↫ viii ↬ “I’m back and you didn’t even come with Lix to the airport to come to get me? I’m so hurt,” Chan pretended to be offended. He placed a hand over his chest, feigning hurt as you laughed at his attempt to be petty. Afterward, he excused himself to change into a more comfortable outfit and muted you on Discord.

When Chan finally unmuted the call, you blew a raspberry and stuck your tongue out at the camera. “I couldn’t, I was out of town. I just got back an hour ago,” you yawned, stretching your arms into the air. Then you spun around in your chair, coming to a complete stop when you saw him wearing a new sweatshirt.

“I knowww,” Chan dragged, taking a seat in front of his monitor again, “I’m surprised I’m not that jet lag.”

“It’ll catch up to you, trust me,” you rolled your eyes at the memory of your own jet lag experience. It was horrible. “Is that new? The quality looks expensive, what’s it made of?” You asked about his sweatshirt.

Chan touched the black fabric, pinching it between his fingers to emphasize his next words, “You can say it’s… boyfriend material…” He shyly laughed when you palmed your face at his cheesy joke, but you were laughing too. “I’M JOKING, ENOUGH,” he smiled.

“Maybe you shouldn’t be wearing that, Chan,” you teased.

He looked down at his sweatshirt, searching for any flaws. “Why? Does it look ugly on me?”

“Nope,” you said, shaking your head, “You’re a fraud.”

“For what?”

“As much as you’re wearing something that’s boyfriend material, are you boyfriend material?” You teased him again as he could only smile back at you. He took your hint pretty well.

Chan pretended to shrug and spun in his chair. He briefly stared at the ceiling, thinking of what to say next. When Chan looked into the lens, he chuckled softly, “Can I? Or shall I?”

“Can you what?” You didn’t get it.

“Be your boyfriend.”

You blushed and fell silent. Chan wiggled his eyebrows, feeling like he won this time. It was your turn to get teased by him. He was about to say something but you beat him to it.

“Ask me again in person,” you looked away from the screen of your laptop to hide your warm cheeks.

“Can I? Or shall I?”

“What?”

“Come over now,” Chan eagerly suggested.

It was obvious that he was super excited and wanted to see you in person. He was like a kid on a sugar high.

“Can I? Or shall I?”

When his joke was being repeated by someone else other than him, you, he tilted his head in confusion. “What?” He asked.

“Can I? Or shall I? Be your girlfriend.”

Bang Chan didn’t even have to think twice. “Yes.”

“Well, come on and get over here then,” you laughed.

“Be there in fifteen.”

↫ ix ↬

“Wow, that movie is so good. It’s the best one I’ve seen all year long,” Chan gushed as you searched for places to grab a quick drink before going home.

You both had just finished watching Parasite, a movie about a lower class family benefiting from a wealthy family. From the trailers you’ve watched with Chan, you both thought it was going to be some kind of horror movie. However, the plot was totally unexpected and kept you on your toes. 

Chan paid attention to the road but felt your eyes land on him. You smiled, adding on to what he was probably going to say next, “I’d say it deserves a ten out of ten from me.”

You navigated him to the nearest boba shop. To Chan’s luck, he found an open parking spot a few shops away from the place. When you got out of the car, the strong breeze hit your face, causing you to scrunch your nose. Chan noticed, so he put your hood on and tightly pulled onto the strings of your hoodie. You squealed, leaning away as he laughed. 

As you kept walking, you were tired of having your hand brush against his. So, you took his hand into yours, slowly entwining your fingers with his while holding them up to show him. Chan covered his face because he found you so cute. He wanted to give you a hug. 

“Can I see your wallet?” Chan asked. 

You didn’t know why but you gave it to him anyway. You were fine with it since he’s already seen your cringy IDs since high school. “Why, what are you going to do with it?” 

He ignored your question and approached the cashier, leaving you in the booth by yourself, asking, “Hi, can I get two roasted rice milk teas? Yeah, and with boba too.”

Then, Chan brought his phone out of his pocket, using  Apple Pay as you stood there in disbelief. He walked back to the booth, taking your hand in his and returned your wallet. “Wow, you’re sly,” you slapped his hand away. 

Chan chuckled, playing with the order number at his fingertips, “You can pay next time.”

“Oh, I will,” you stuck your tongue out. 

Once your drinks were out, Chan drove you back to your place. You sat in the car with him, getting nervous when he turned off the engine. “Do you wanna… “ He threw in a suggestion. 

You didn’t even let him finish. “W-wanna what?” 

Chan held back a small laugh, “I was wondering,” and he paused, “If you wanted to take a stroll around the neighborhood before we call it a night.”

You wanted to repeatedly slap your forehead for having inappropriate thoughts in the first place. When you didn’t give Chan an answer, he threw in another suggestion. “Unless it’s too cold outside, we can go back to my place and hang out with Berry,” he shrugged. 

Your eyes lit up at the mention of Berry. Your love for dogs was the same as it was for boba, and you excitedly nodded. Chan shook his head and rolled eyes his at your childlike reaction. He started his car again, reversing to give him some leeway and drove into the streets. His place wasn’t far from yours, it was only a five-minute drive and a fifteen-minute walk. 

After parking his car into the driveway, you bolted out of your seat and waited for him to catch up to you at the door. Chan teased you for being more excited to see Berry instead of him. When you said, ‘Of course,’ he stopped in the middle of unlocking the door and raised an eyebrow. 

Chan leaned in to whisper into your ear, “You can find your own ride back home, then.”

He bit his lip to prevent a smile from forming on his lips when you linked your arms with his, saying ‘sorry’ while begging him to drive you back home later. Of course, Chan was going to take you back. He wanted to make sure you were heading into your house safe and sound. When he finally unlocked the door, Berry woke up and shook herself before approaching the familiar scent of her owner. You heard small footsteps and the bell of her collar tinkling as she walked up to you and Chan. 

He petted her head, giving it a quick scratch before kicking his shoes off. You crouched down to pet Berry while she heavily sniffed your ankles and socks. There was a dog scent coming from you because you have a dog back at home too. 

Chan flipped on the lights and went to the kitchen to dump his empty drink into the motion sensor trash bin. When he walked into the living room, you had Berry laying flat on your chest and stomach. Her head pointed towards you and she cutely blinked, slowly beginning to fall asleep until Chan sat next to you. 

She got up, edging herself between you two and laid on her stomach, waiting for Chan to give her a belly rub. As he rubbed her belly, you looked around the living room and noticed the house was quiet. “Where’s everybody?” You asked. 

“Hannah’s at a sleepover and Lucas went with my parents to see a show. So I guess it’s just you and me.”

“Oh.”

“Wanna see what I’ve been working on?”

“Sure,” you nodded, feeling nervous again. Chan carried Berry back to her doggie bed by the fireplace, giving her one last pet before heading upstairs with you. When you walked into his room, you rolled your eyes at the giant monitors on his desk. Chan turned on his computer, satisfied with its smooth powering up, and typed in his password when the login appeared onto the screen.

Distracted by his light-up keyboard and mouse, you weren’t aware of him asking you to have a seat on his bed. Chan shook his head, handing you the mouse. “Go for it,” he offered you to change the color of his setup. 

When you handed back the mouse, Chan searched for a folder titled: CB97 and clicked on a file that opened into an audio clip. He played it for you, a soft smile appearing on his lips when you bobbed to the beat. “Do you have a name for this song in the making?”

“I’m thinking of… Hoodie Season?”

“I like that title,” you fell onto the bed as he played more clips for you to hear. When your eyelids were slowly beginning to droop, both yours and Chan’s phone buzzed. It was a Snapchat notification from Hyunjin. 

You reached into your butt pocket, whipping out your phone to take a look at whatever irrelevant thing Hyunjin would send to you at this time. When you opened his message, it was a recorded memory from a couple weeks back. 

“Yo, I’m sick as fuuu-“ Felix hyped himself until he threw up into the nearest bush outside of the local bar. Thank god the snap ended before you could see anything coming out, but it was still fun to watch. 

You giggled and pressed onto the next video.

“I miss you, I love you, and I know you’re going to kick my ass when you see me tomorrow,” Jisung whined to his girlfriend on the phone, “If you kick my ass, you will regret it. Then, you won’t have a nice ass to look at and touch anymore.”

Then the camera pointed at you. “You’re so gross,” you fake gagged and took out your own phone to dial your crush, “God, I miss Chan.”

Before you could finish watching the whole thing, you internally screamed inside your head and quickly skipped that part. “What was that?” Chan asked, plopping onto the bed to watch the video when he heard his name being said out loud. 

You immediately chucked the screen away, facing it down onto the bed, “Nothing.”

“Doesn’t seem like nothing,” Chan said, trying to peer over your shoulder.

Shaking your head, you tried to roll away, but he wrapped an arm around your waist, reaching for your phone with his free hand. You pleaded for him to not look, and he did exactly the opposite. 

Chan watched your drunk self confessing to him on the phone from that night. No matter how hard you’d try to wriggle out of his grasp and steal your phone back, he was too strong for you to do so. When the part where you handed your phone to Changbin came up, Hyunjin flipped the camera back to selfie mode to display his face. 

Hyunjin drunkenly pointed his index finger at the camera, trying to prove a point. “And that’s how you get back at Jisung and Y/N.” Several moments later, his eyes widened, “OH My GOD, Y/N.” 

You guessed the recording ended when you threw up. Not a good memory.

Your mouth went agape. Hyunjin did both you and Jisung dirty. 

“I’m going to kill him,” you said, clenching your fist. 

“And I’m going to screen record that from my phone,” Chan laughed, extending his arm to the desk for his phone until you pushed his shoulders back down. He landed onto the bed with a light thud, wrapping his arms around your waist again. Chan stared at your flushed cheeks, softly chuckling at your persistence to prevent him from watching your most embarrassing moment in life once more.

You glanced down to his lips, admiring his prominent cupid’s bow and held in a breath. Chan stared into your eyes, his eyes trailing down your nose, and then to your lips lovingly. Grinning like a fool, he was happy to have you as his and in his arms. Chan bit his lip, stopping the softest smile from spreading across his lips. He knew he failed to keep his cool. While his grip on your waist loosened, he brought a hand to your cheek, gently cupping it with his smooth palm. 

Chan leaned in, a small smirk quirking at the corner of his lips when you nervously gulped. You didn’t even have time to think because his lips were suddenly on yours. Chan pressed on slowly, grabbing your thigh to hitch you closer to him. You fluttered your eyes shut, savoring the taste of his lips as he took control. Chan loved the feeling of having your hands run down from his shoulders and to his chest. He’s honestly the master of the teasing game, lightly nipping at your bottom lip and flicking his tongue at the entrance of your mouth. Before he could deepen the kiss, he flipped you over, so that you’d be lying under him instead. Chan didn’t know where the night would take him and you didn’t either. 

But it is what it is, so he made sure to lock the door, just in case.

[honevvpov]

Stixx and Stones (Ninjago Episode insert; OC Rai Kognito/Gordon; first shown)

(Looking for Ronin for the Scroll of Airjitzu, the ninja arrive on the docks of Stiix.)

Fisherman: Welcome to Stiix. Watch your step. Oh, I caught one. It's a big fella. Ugh, whoa. Whoa! (He's pulled into the Endless Sea.) Ugh. Dagnabbit.

Jay: (The ninja watch as Kai sits down nervously.) I didn't know you were afraid of heights.

Kai: I'm fine with heights. It's water I hate.

Zane: Didn't seem to have a problem before.

Kai: Before I could make a Fire Dragon at will. Since Morro's taken over Lloyd and our powers gone, I haven't felt—Aagh! (A plank breaks under him but Cole pulls him up.)

Cole: Well, now that we know ghosts don't like water either, at least we should feel safe surrounded by it.

Jay: Ugh, what a dump. You'd think the thief who stole the Scroll of Airjitzu would have better taste.

Cole: Uh, this is Ronin we're talking about. He'd steal the sea if it were worth anything. We just have to figure out which rock he's under and get to the Scroll before Morro does.

Zane: Let's split up and start looking.

(The ninja arrive at a pawn shop and start looking; they then turn around a see a figure slowly spin around in a chair with a black mask and hoodie with a few weapons strapped to a belt, the figures eyes closed )

Figure, their voice is muffed by their mask, slowly opens their eyes, I’ve been expecting you, Wait the nin-

Figure, still spinning: Shoot-

figure, grabbes a flower pot, still spinning: Shoot!

figure, falling: S H O O T-

Kai: Who are you? Are you Ronin?

Figure: Dizzy…yeah dizzy. (Sits up and leans their hands on the cash register desk) Do I look like I'm Ronin Kognito.

Kai: Yes…?

Figure: How are you guys even ninja?

Zane: Kai, the person has a way more curve and feminine figure, she is a female.

Figure: Um…Way to use brains I guess…Nindroid.Look around the place I don't care, don't break anything.

Cole: Yeah… were just going to look around.

Jay: Um… Agreed

(Looking around Ronin's pawn shop)

Cole: Wait a minute, this is my dad's Blade Cup trophy. What's it doing in a pawn shop?

Kai: Selling stolen goods? Ha, sounds like we did stumble on the right place.

Ronin: (He whistles while carrying a vase.)

Figure: Oh hey. (Trying to act casual)

Ronin: Stop leaning on the counter.

Figure: (Glares) Fine yeesh.

Jay: Ronin.

Ronin: Huh?

Jay: Going so soon?

Ronin: If this is about our last encounter, it was only business.

Kai: You left us in the mouth of a—

Figure: What no-

Ronin: -So you're still upset. Let me make it up to you. (He puts his vase down and pushes a button.) Aha! (The Vengestone net trap fails.) Uh, that was a mistake. I can explain that.

Figure: You guys should have saw that coming.

Cole: Argh, nothing here is legit, including you, or whoever you are.

Jay: Yeah. I bet your airship's not far either. What do you call it again? Rylo? Ruby?

Ronin: R.E.X. And could you have a little sympathy? Sold her so I could buy this place. As you can see, I'm trying to make an honest living.

Kai: Honest enough to steal the Scroll of Airjitzu?

Ronin: The Scroll of Who-whatzu?

Figure: (Looks contemplatingly at Ronin)

Jay: Airjitzu. It can make a Spinjitzu Master fly.

Cole: Yeah. So hand it over or we can make you fly.

Ronin: Whoa, cool down, fella. Even if I had such a thing, it sounds pretty old and important. Definitely not something I'd keep on site. And definitely too much for you to afford. Maybe I can interest you in some unique weapons? I've got Jadeblades, obsidian armor...

Figure: I think Blacky here wants to make you go yeet! Ronin. (Smirks under mask)

Ronin: (glares)

Figure: Fine, mouth shut.

Zane: Have anything that can vanquish ghosts?

Ronin: Hmm, ghosts you say?

Figure: Wait. Ghosts? As in that Morro dude that tried to get me to help him, Ronin?

Ronin: Yeah…I ran into some problems.

Cole: Wait Morro wanted to recruit you, do you know why?

Figure: Nope no clue…actually family wise I know now , whatever.

Cole: Hopefully, we don't have to worry about that. So ghosts. They hate water, but we're not looking for water balloons. We need something reliable.

Ronin: Hmm, what you're looking for is an Aeroblade, forged by Deepstone, an aquatic material mined from the bottom of the ocean. Very unique. Even more expensive.

Kai: Ugh, can't you see he's giving us the runaround? We want the scroll, Ronin. What do you want for it?

Ronin: Two hundred.

Jay: What? Two hundred? We don't have that kind of dough!

Ronin: Come on, you guys once had the Golden Weapons. You honestly telling me you've never pinched anything?

Kai: No! We don't pinch. And we don't even have pockets.

Cole: What if we were to tell you all of Ninjago depends on it?

Ronin: Well then, that changes everything. Four hundred.

Jay: Argh, you can't just double the price!

Ronin: My shop, my rules.

(The ninja huddle together.)

Kai: All right, so my gut says—

Cole: What do you think, Zane?

Kai: What, my opinion doesn't matter?

Jay: We don't listen to your gut anymore, Kai. Zane's the leader. You just get us lost.

Zane: Well, I say we give him what he wants. I sense if we won't, Morro will.

Kai: All right, but let me negotiate. Two hundred.

Figure: This is going to be the most amusing thing I'm going to see, and the dumbest.

Ronin: Four hundred.

Kai: Three hundred.

Ronin: Four hundred.

Kai: Three-fifty.

Ronin: Four-fifty.

Kai: Deal.

Figure: Ha called it D…um Ronin.

Jay: Ugh. (He facepalms. They walk out the shop. Sarcastically) Nice negotiations, Kai.

Kai: I didn't see you do any better.

Zane: Now to find out how to make some money.

(Behind Steep Wisdom, Wu is training Nya.)

Wu: Your training to become the Master of Water begins now. To become water, you must find its qualities within yourself. While earth is strong and air is fluid, water can be both, strong and fluid. Over time, it's strong enough to carve this rock. Or if I use my cup to stop its flow, it can adapt. It's flexible, shapeless. You put water in a cup, it becomes the cup. You put it into a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Be water, Nya. On your hands! (Nya does a handstand on the rock.) Very good. Your mother would be proud.

Nya: I hate to break it to you, but sometimes Elemental Powers can skip a generation. Maybe you're wrong about me. (Grunts.) If the ninja so desperately need my help, isn't it best if I'm Samurai X?

Wu: Not all elements skip a generation. I'm sorry you had to know this way, but you're not the only one. And Samurai X cannot do Spinjitzu. (He Spinjitzus his way off the rock.) And Samurai X cannot unlock her own Elemental Dragon. (He summons his dragon.)

Nya: You never told us you could do that.

Wu: A Sensei never tells. Besides, water is the only weapon against a ghost, for though they can pass through solid objects, they cannot pass through what never stands still. What's flexible to us is rigid to them. And since the ninja no longer have their Elemental Powers, it's all but imperative that you go with the flow. One hand! (He throws his cup to her to catch.)

Nya: Unh! Oh.

Wu: To find your Full Potential, we must find what makes you weak, for in your weakness—

Nya: Lies strength? Yeah, I got it. And I don't mean to boast, but I'm pretty good at almost everything I pick up. Can you even count the times I've had to rescue the boys?

Wu: Yes, Nya. Your merits don't go unnoticed, but by the end of the day, we will find your flaw. Before then, the bucket test! (He throws her a bucket.)

Nya: The bucket test?

Wu: Simple: fill it with water. When it is completely full, your training today is done.

Nya: (She scoops up some water, but notices it's leaking through a hole. She groans.)

Wu: I said it was simple, not easy. Go with the flow.

(The ninja go back to the docks.)

Foreman: Oh, glad you four showed up. Even with a hundred coin a head, couldn't find anyone willing to go out there and complete the dock.

Kai: Er, I don't know, we have to work over water?

Foreman: Ain't the water you gotta be careful of. It's Strangle Weed. Grabs a hold of you, doesn't let go. But I could use a good team. How about it?

Zane: (To Kai) Just remind yourself, after we complete this, we'll be able to buy the Scroll. (He turns back to the foreman.) Uh, we'll do it! (The ninja start working.) Keep your eyes on the prize! Let's bring it in slowly. Come on, guys. One team, one dream!

Jay and Cole: Hey!

Zane: Let's do it again!

Jay and Cole: Hey!

Zane: There's nothing to it! Let's do it!

Jay and Cole: Hey!

Zane: (Laughs.)

Foreman: Oh. Would you look at that?

Jay and Cole: Hey!

Foreman: What a team.

Zane: Excellent! (He tries to shoo a fly away, but accidentally swallows it and starts struggling.)

Kai: What is that supposed to mean? You want me to swing it? Okay, you're the leader.

Cole: Zane, look out!

Zane: Enif m'I. Gnikrow trats dna pu tilps s'tel. ("I'm fine. Let's split up and start working".)

P.I.X.A.L.: It appears your entire language database is damaged, and there's nothing I can do.

Zane: Sdrawkcab s'eludom eciov ym. (He sees a Strangle Weed.) Deew elgnarts eht ,eloc! Tuo hctaw! ("My voice module's backwards. Cole, the Strangle Weed! Watch out!")

Cole: What's wrong with him?

Jay: I don't know. I think he's talking backwards. Slow down! We can't understand you!

Zane: Deew elgnarts! Deew elgnarts! ("Strangle Weed! Strangle Weed!")

Cole: Ah! Strangle Weed! It's got me!

Kai: You want me to drop it? All right. (Zane is able to save Cole, but Kai drops a pole and accidentally destroys the dock.) So, heh, how about getting paid? (The foreman groans. Jay tries to fix Zane.)

Jay: Ah, his voice mod's on the fritz. I can fix it, but it's gonna take time.

Zane: Ti si ,dab taht ton s'ti? ("It's not that bad, is it?")

Cole: Sorry, Zane, you tried to lead, but I guess it just didn't work out.

Kai: (Sighs.) No money, no scroll. And it couldn't have happened at a worse time.

Jay: What are you, a bunch of quitters? Sure, we can't understand Zane, but did we ever? And Kai's the last person I'd want to follow.

Kai: Hey!

Jay: But now I'm in charge. We may not have the money to buy the Scroll, but I say we don't need it.

Cole: And why's that?

Jay: 'Cause we're gonna steal it!

Cole: Jay, we're ninja, not thieves!

Jay: Yeah, but we're stealing from a thief…or thieves whoever that person is. Haven't you ever heard, two wrongs make a right?

Kai: Uh, Jay, I don't think that's how it goes.

Zane: "Thgir a ekam t'nod sgnorw owt" s'ti. ("It's 'two wrongs don't make a right.'")

Jay: Shut it, Mush Mouth. I'm the leader and what I say goes. After Ronin locks up tonight, we steal the Scroll of Airjitzu.

(Morro summons Soul Archer using the Allied Armor of Azure.)

Soul Archer: You summoned me?

Morro: Ugh, I need help to procure the first clue that will lead me to the Tomb of the First Spinjitzu Master. Ronin has the Scroll of Airjitzu.

Soul Archer: Ronin? Hmm, he owes me a large debt .I might take the girl then we could get something out of him, It makes it worse for Ronin.

Morro: But they are in Stiix.

Soul Archer: The village built on water?

Morro: This armor, it weakens me. At the same time, Lloyd is fighting my possession.

Soul Archer: Then let my bow give you strength and point the way. (He shoots an arrow at Stiix's sign.) Tonight, we will take what's ours.

Morro: Master will be pleased.

(Nya fills the bucket and brings it to Wu.)

Nya: Ugh, there. Bucket's full. Not so hard.

Wu: (He sees Nya using a stopper.) The bucket is not full. Try again.

Nya: Ugh. This is impossible!

Wu: This is not impossible. This is thinking outside the bucket. Going with the flow. Finding where you are weak.

Nya: I'm not weak! This bucket is weak! (She kicks it into the pond and walks away.) I'm trying to fill the bucket all day, it's never gonna happen! Face it, I'm not a Water Ninja, I'm a Samurai! This is pointless! I filled the bucket!

Misako: It appears the day was a waste.

Wu: On the contrary, I've finally discovered her weakness: feeling weak, I also have a feeling we will see the last ninja quite soon.

Misako: Wait. You mean R-

Wu: Yes, I don’t know how to break it to her.

Misako: I’ve worked with her on an expedition, she helped, I’ve also saw her use her element that’s been passed down through her father, yet I don’t know where she went after that, she doesn’t know I’ve seen her potential.

Wu: We shall see her again. This time she won’t be lost.

Nya: I'm good at everything else, why do I have to be good at filling buckets!? Go with the flow? I'll show you how I go!

Wu: Nya’s good at so many things, but when put in a position to fail, she gives up. And because of her temper, she didn't even realize she's successfully completed the task. Her bucket is full.

(At Stiix, Jay reminds the ninja of their plan.)

Jay: Remember, I'm in charge. We're not stealing the Scroll, we're returning it to the library after we learn Airjitzu.

Cole: Whatever helps you sleep at night.

Jay: And we're ninja! Let's keep it quiet.

All: Ninja, go!

Jay: (He falls down a roof.) Whoa!

Woman: Aah! Get out of here, you blue weirdo!

Jay: (He climbs out.) Let's try to be a little more quiet, shall we? Last I remember, we're ninja.

(Ronin whistles, but Soul Archer points his bow at him.)

Ronin: Huh? Soul Archer. I thought I was gonna have more time. I'm a little short.

Soul Archer: I'll return for your debt later, but for now, I came for something else.

Ronin: Uh, if this is about our last—Aah! (He sees Morro.) Lloyd, you're a little late. Your friends were just here. Or should I call you by another name?

Soul Archer: The ninja. They were already here?

Morro: Where's the Scrolls of Airjitzu?

Ronin: The Scroll of Who-whatzu? Hey, love the armor. A little dinged up, but I'll make you a fair offer. (Morro grabs him.) Aah! I'll tell you what I told the ninja, it's not here. But I can get it for five hundred?

Figure: (Runs into the main room of the pawn shop) Ronin! Morro back off!

Ronin: Well hello, nice to see you again lost master.

Figure: Can't say the pleasures the same I would tell you to drop dead but it seems life has already arranged that.

Morro: (Scoffs; is offended) Soul Archer!

Ronin: No! Wa-

Soul Archer: (Shoots arow at the figure)

Figure: (Catches it mid air) (Metal melts off the figures hand)

Soul Archer: What?!

Figure: You can't melt my hand if it was being blocked by something (the figure was wearing a metal glove, now melted off her hand). Now get out and let go of Ronin before I start fighting fair against you!

Morro: Take him! (Pushes Ronin to the Soul Archer)

Morro: (Grabs the figure)

Kai: (Offscreen.) You're supposed to pick the lock, not try to bite it off.

Jay: (Offscreen.) Ugh, if I had my powers, I'd zap it, after I zap you!

Figure: Shoot—(Morro covers the figures mouth.)

Morro: Hide. Let them find it, then take it.

Cole: (The ninja break in through the window.) Great, now we're already on the hook for breaking and entering.

Kai: I don't like sneaking around in the dark any more than you do, so let's just find the Scroll and get out of here.

Jay: Hey, when you guys were leaders, you never heard me complain. And if you don't like sneaking around, why become a ninja? And leave no stone unturned.

(Ronin and the figure grunts when there tied up and gagged with duct tape, the figure with handcuffs)

Morro: Not a word.

Jay: The faster we find the Scroll, the faster we can work on the next clue that will lead us to the tomb. Then we can save Lloyd, and it will be all because of me.

Cole: Ah, I found it!

Jay: (Gasps.) You found the scroll?

Cole: No, but I found my father's trophy. I'm taking it back. He danced hard for this.

Jay: (Soul Archer, possessing an organ, grabs Jay.) Aah! Holy pipes! The organ's got me!

Cole: Uh, it's possessed by a ghost! I forgot what we're supposed to do.

Jay: Water! Water!

Kai: I got water! Ugh! (He uses a different flower vase than the one the figure broke , but there's no water.) Hey, these flowers are fake!

Jay: We're on a village built entirely over water. Please, take your time!

Cole: Aha! (He throws a water jug at him, but Soul Archer escapes.)

Zane: Sdneirf s'orroM fo eno rehtona! ("Another one of Morro's friends!")

Kai: I think he said "another one of Morro's friends."

Morro: And there's more where that came from! (He summons three more ghosts.)

Cole: We're gonna need more water.

Ronin: (He manages to get up and get half the duct tape off; the Figure follows along) Cut us free.

Kai: Not until you give me the Scroll. You're not the only one who can make a deal.

Ronin: Then at least take an Aeroblade and get rid of a few of these ghosts.

Kai: You said they were hard to come by.

Ronin: I'm a businessman, that was business. Whoa! (He dodges one of the ghosts.) This is personal. Now cut us free.

Kai: Not before we check out the merchandise. (He destroys a ghost with it.) Huh? They worked! Try these! (He gives more Aeroblades to the other ninja.)

Jay: Haha! Now who's scared of who?

(Ronin uses Jay's Aeroblade to free himself and the figure, the figure starts fighting with Morro.)

Morro: Where is the Scroll?

Figure: You'll never find it! ( kicks Morro into a vase, revealing the Scroll.) whoops, well life is always against me isn't it!

Ninja: The Scroll!

Morro: Only one of us shall possess it.

Figure: Yeah, me! (figure whistles, grabs the Scroll, pulls Ronin and escapes on R.E.X.)

Jay: Ah, I told you his ship wasn't far!

Ronin: Sorry to leave you hanging, but since this Scroll's so important, I can't just give it away. (Morro uses Wind on them, making him and the figure fall out. Unable to summon his ship again, he runs away.)

Soul Archer: Run, run, run away. My arrow will find you anyway.

Ronin: (He shields himself with a sign.) Right. Unh, that was close.

Figure: Ok! That's getting irritating!

Morro: But so am I. (He takes the Scroll.)

Jay: Ah, no! Morro's got the Scroll. We can't let him get away!

Cole: He won't outrun the four of us.

Jay: Aah! (He falls down a roof again.)

Woman: Aah! Not again!

Cole: Scratch that, guess it's just the three of us.

(Everyone uses a telephone wire to swing to another building, but Zane is left behind.)

Zane: Etanutrofnu s'taht. ("That's unfortunate.")

Cole: Looks like it's just the two of us now. (When Kai and Cole jump across buildings, Cole's jump is too short and he falls.) Whoa! Go, Kai!

Kai: (Morro leads him to the docks.) Ah, great. More water. (Morro uses his Wind to propel himself to an out-of-reach pole.)

Morro: (He reads the Scroll.) What's the matter? Can't swim? (After doing Airjitzu, he summons his Dragon.) Looks like the better ninja won. (He flies away and picks up Soul Archer.)

Ronin: (Flying on R.E.X with the figure.) Looks like you could use a lift. Nuh-uh-uh. Nothing in life is free.

Kai: You slimy, money-grubbing thief! (Strangle Weed starts grabbing him.) I don't have money! I don't even have pockets!

Ronin: Everyone's got something. 'Cause of you, our shop's destroyed.

Kai: We didn't destroy it. You did!

Ronin: Okay, your loss. (He leaves.)

Figure: Ronin…are you su-

Kai: Wait! There is something.

Ronin: (He goes back to him.) Ha! Like I said, everyone's got something.

Figure: One day that's going to be your downfall…

(The ninja, except Kai, meet up on a table.)

Jay: Ugh, so after all this, Morro gets Airjitzu and we're left with zip? I hate being leader, but I hate losing even more.

Zane: Eerga I. ("I agree.")

(They see Kai.)

Cole: We didn't lose everything. At least Kai's okay. Tomorrow, I'll command, and we'll figure something out.

Kai: Thanks for the pick-me-up.

Ronin: Remember what I said about second chances, and I'm gonna hold you that deal. So long, and I hope you get your friend back. (He leaves.)

Cole: Second chances? What did he mean by that?

Kai: We may have lost out on the Scroll, but he thinks there may be another way to learn Airjitzu.

Cole: We're still gonna fly?

Jay: (Simultaneously) Really? Another way?

Zane: (Simultaneously) Swen taerg si siht. ("This is great news.")

Cole: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a sec, Ronin makes deals in his favor, and you're a terrible negotiator.

Jay: Kai, what did you give him?

Kai: I sort of gave him...my shares of the tea farm...along with all of yours, but the …mystery person didn't want it so…

Jay: You what!?

Cole: Wu's gonna flip!

Zane: Swen elbirroh s'taht! ("That's horrible news!")

Kai: I did what I had to, and for Lloyd, I'd do it again.

Cole: You're right. But I have to ask, if Morro has the only Scroll, just how are we gonna learn Airjitzu?

Kai: Let's just say, it's not gonna be easy. We have a ghost of a chance.

[alolowrites]

Late Night Visitor

Summary: A mysterious stranger visits your balcony and accidentally leaves behind a priceless jewelry that they stole from a museum.   

Author’s Note: I’m pleased to share the next story for @bnhabookclub​ Hero Camp Bingo event. The prompt I used was “Crime AU” It took a while getting this done because of work stress and having slight writer’s block (plus I kept changing the story’s direction). But really, it was because of how stressed/tired I’ve been the past few weeks. So, really sorry if it took forever posting another story.

It’s also my first time writing for Hawks, so hopefully I did him justice! He was the first character that popped up when working with this prompt. Please enjoy!!

Word Count: 2.3K+

“Ah! Hot, hot!”

Well, isn’t this just great? Nothing like accidentally burning your tongue during dinner to remind yourself how impatient you are—damn hunger. One hand flails to cool down your mouth. Steam dances above the hearty bowl of curry rice, the sweet smell of caramelized onions greeting your nose with a soft kiss. Bless the local 7-11 markets for selling quick and easy meals.

You sit criss-cross applesauce on the fluffy gray rug and scroll through social media for the millionth time. It’s been a slow weekend as yesterday’s news is recycled for today’s news. A random show plays on the television, but you don’t pay attention to the white noise. All your focus is on the phone, yet you still reach for another bite from your meal. How the rug stays clean during dinner nights at home is a complete mystery.  

Sipping on your drink, you spare a glance at the balcony and do a double-take—a stranger is crouching outside. You choke, “Oh shit!”

Without thinking, you scurry behind the gray couch, not caring if the rug becomes messy. Your pounding heart is like a concert bass drum which echoes around the small apartment. The sound drowns out the show’s mindlessly chatter. Frightened eyes peek around the corner, and you whip back in full regret.

The person is still outside. Their back is facing toward the balcony door, and they are wearing a form-fitting black hoodie. Hands search for your phone, but they come up empty. Panic finally settles in when you realize it’s on the coffee table. Great, you moan as your head softly hits against the furniture—is the door even locked?

You’re faced with a dilemma: Do you stay out of sight until the stranger leaves or risk being seen while getting help? After much deliberation, you swallow a hard pill and growl at the ceiling, “If I’m doing this, I better not die!”

You’re like a soldier crawling through the mud with a drill sergeant yelling down your neck. You snatch the phone off the table, but make the mistake of looking up at the sliding door. Everything comes to a screeching halt as curious gold eyes stare into your timid ones. The mysterious visitor becomes more intimidating thanks to the balaclava mask—it covers the lower half of their face.

The intense staring contest last for an eternity. You nearly rip off the loose strands on your rug when the stranger approaches closer; they stop when you back away. Taking pity on you, they jump over the balcony and disappear into the quiet night.

A sense of relief washes over you.

Who knows what could have happened to you? Maybe your mom was right about learning some self-defense; the pepper spray is not enough. As you stand and dust off your pants, a shiny light catches your attention; it’s coming from outside. You go against your better judgment and tiptoe toward the balcony.

Your jaw immediately falls to the floor when you spot an exquisite ruby pendant. A sparkling round diamond sits above the bright red gemstone, a slight tint of purple hue lurking underneath. Even the platinum metal chain carries an air of luxury. It’s as if the gods carefully hand-crafted this entire jewelry themselves. In short, it is simple but elegant.

Sliding the door, you wonder if this is some kind of trap. After checking your surroundings, you swiftly pick up the accessory and snort, “Thank you for making me feel poor.”

Fingers glide along the gemstone’s perfect curves as you gaze at the sleeping neighborhood. Your mind goes wild: Who was the person with those haunting golden eyes? Why did they come to your balcony? And why in the world did they leave behind a beautiful masterpiece?

You have so many questions but very few answers.  

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“So, you didn’t call the police?”

“Um…no…?”

“And why not?”

“It was a mixture of being both scared and stupid.”

“Oh my—” Fuyumi pinches the bridge of her nose. You twiddle your fingers like a guilty child and sink further into the booth. Fuyumi had her suspicions when you texted her to meet up at the usual coffee shop near your apartment. It’s your go-to place whenever you’ve done something questionable, which is ninety-nine percent of the time. Plus, the café whips up the perfect batch of castella—her favorite pastry.  

Customers stroll in and out of the coffee shop as piano music plays softly in the background. Roasted coffee beans linger in the air, tempting your nose with its delicious aroma. Out of habit, you push the castella closer to Fuyumi as if that would help soften the blow. She exhales, “Next time, please call the police.”

“Yes, mother,” you mumble much to Fuyumi’s displeasure, but she lets it slide. With the worst over, you bounce straight up and tap the table with an air of excitement. “Oh! Here’s the best part though, besides surviving a break-in—”

“The person was outside your balcony.”

“—close enough, but not really the point, okay?” Fuyumi rolls her eyes, and you fish out your phone to show her a picture. She takes a closer look as you ramble off. “Anyway, my late-night visitor left behind this gorgeous pendant! Why they were carrying this around is beyond me, and so carelessly too. I’m no jeweler, but I’m pretty sure those stones are worth a fortune—still beautiful, though.”

“Yeah, and stolen!” The white-haired teacher hisses. You blink, wholly baffled at her extreme reaction. Fuyumi whips out her iPhone with two fingers flying above the screen. She shoves it toward you, your eyes skimming through the article. The news delivers a sharp slap across your face as the realization sinks in.

Oh no…

Fuyumi bites her lip, “It’s The Grand Droplet, a priceless heirloom rumored to offer infinite life and prosperity. Police are saying the notorious thief, Hawks, stole the pendant last night from the Yutaka Jewelry Museum.” A few seconds later, she adds, “You have the pendant—”

“Shhhhhh!” A hand attacks her arm, your panicked eyes wandering around the coffee shop as if your cover got blown. No one turns their heads, but you shoot an annoyed glare at Fuyumi. “Why don’t you say it louder? I don’t think the barista heard you!”

“I’m sorry! It’s just,” she grips the table’s edge and leans closer, “This is serious! You have to bring the pendant to the authorities. See, this is exactly why you should have called the police last night! The longer you wait, the more guilty you look. Maybe you’ll even become an accomplice to the crime.”

“You’re not helping!”

“Sorry…”

You dramatically groan into your hands, “Why did this happen to me?! When I said I wanted to live like Larry, I didn’t mean this!”

“I know,” Fuyumi pats your head and sneaks a bite of her delicious treat; her phone chimes beside you. She checks the message before flashing an apologetic stare. “Listen, I have to take care of something with my family, but I hate to leave you like this.”

“No, it’s okay. I can handle this myself,” you pathetically convince her. “I’m sure nothing bad will happen, knock on wood—”

“The table is metal.”

“I said what I said!” Your fist aggressively pounds the table, scaring off some customers. A mother hastily pushes her child away from the chaotic scene. You calm down and sigh, “I promise to call you if I’m in danger, okay?”

“Okay.”

You nod before whispering, “Sorry, table.”

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The walk back home is anything but relaxing. You are on high alert, throwing suspicious glances at anyone coming too close to you. They could be undercover cops waiting to ambush you and interrogate your poor soul for hours until the necklace reappears.

But I didn’t do anything! I’m a good noodle!

You sigh as the key unlocks the door, your shoes flying off by the entrance. Fortunately, you hid the pendant in a safe place. All you want to do is get rid of this jewelry; it brings nothing but trouble.

Marching down the hallway, you grumble under your breath, “Stupid Hawks, and his stupid stealing habits.”

Everyone knows about the infamous Hawks. He strikes when one least expects him to, and somehow successfully evades capture after every heist. But Hawks always leaves behind his signature red feather as a little present for authorities—it never fails to rile them up. Hopefully, the cops show some mercy when you explain what happened. Maybe you should work on your puppy dog look before heading downtown, which might help you score a few sympathy points.

You find the burgundy jewelry box sitting on the closet’s top shelf and breathe a sigh of relief—the pendant is still inside. Not wasting precious time, you close the lid and exit your room. A soft click makes you freeze.

Standing by the balcony door is Hawks, who wears a black jacket with a white shirt underneath. His ashy blonde hair is lazily slicked back, a few strands sticking here and there like no tomorrow. Surprisingly, he lowers the balaclava mask and flashes a boyish grin, “‘Bout time you came home! I was getting bored out there.”

“How did you—wait, never mind. You break into high-security places to steal things for a living,” you say, shifting the jewelry box onto your right grip. “Listen, as much as I would like to stay and chit-chat, my day is fully booked. Can’t really cancel on these people, ya know?” You slowly tiptoe backward, an awkward laugh ringing through the air. “Let’s do a rain check; I’m free next week. Okay? Okay! See ya—“

“Hold it!” You halt on his order, a curse slipping out your mouth. Hawks strides across the floor, and you clutch the box closer to your chest. You feel as though your feet are glued to the ground, the nerves growing stronger once Hawks stands only a few feet away. He crosses his arms and nods at the box, “Whatcha got there?”

“Oh, it’s nothing special, really.”

“Can I take a look?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Um, because I don’t want to, that’s why,” you childishly snap and send him a dismissive wave. “Now, shoo! You’re wasting my precious time.”

Hawks chuckles at your feisty attitude. He finds this whole ordeal extremely amusing. You know who he is, you know of his reputation just like everyone else in Japan. And yet, you keep on swinging like a boxer with your witty responses. Still, he has a job to finish. “I’m not leaving until you give me that pendant.”  

“Well, I hope you’re paying for half the rent because there’s no way in hell I’m giving it to you, Mr. Thief.” Two seconds later, you add, “Besides, it’s not even yours!”

“It’s not yours either.”

“Oh!” You give him a fake laugh, pointing one finger at your chest. “So the thief is criticizing me for having something that’s not mine? How rich.”

“You’re lucky I find you cute, but,” Hawks dangerously invades your personal space without giving you a chance to stop him. From far away, he doesn’t appear tall. However, Hawks somehow towers over you, which makes you involuntarily squeak. A wicked glint shines through his golden eyes as he studies your unique facial features. You suddenly forget to breathe when his eyes glance at your lips—damn him.

Hawks plucks the box from your loose grip. The hypnotic spell comes crashing down, and you loudly snarl, “Hey! Give it back!”

“Sorry, Dove,” Hawks keeps you at arm’s length, his gloved hand giving your shoulder a soft squeeze as he smirks, “I got a buyer who’s willing to pay a hefty price for this beauty. Of course, you are way more stunning, but he doesn’t need to know that.”

“Quit charming me!” You’re a blushing mess now and throw a pillow at him; he easily dodges it much to your dismay. Hawks’ cackles bounce off the wall, which makes you scowl. His fingers slide the balcony door open, and he tastes sweet freedom.

“Farewell, Dove!”

You have a deja vu moment when Hawks jumps over the edge. Your legs rush outside, and eyes frantically search the streets, but it’s no use—the thief is long gone. One hand slaps your forehead as you stupidly let him get away with the jewel. Feeling like a deflated balloon, you whip out your phone and make a quick call.

“Fuyumi…yeah, the pendant got stolen again.”

Stupid thief.

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You collapse on the couch with as much grace as an inexperienced dancer who steps on people’s toes. Work left you exhausted, but you’re glad it’s almost the weekend. You’ll definitely sleep in and have a lazy day on Sunday. It’s what you deserve after meeting tight deadlines and also talking to the police about Hawks.

Fortunately, they do not blame you for anything, much to your relief. It’s been about a week since Hawks broke into your apartment to steal back the Grand Droplet. Police have no luck locating him; they believe the thief is lying low until it’s safe enough for him to strike again. Where exactly is anyone’s guess.

A knock disrupts your thoughts.

It comes from the balcony, and you jump to your feet. No one is outside, although a flash of red catches your eye. Lo and behold, it’s Hawks’ signature feather with a small note attached. Oh, how lovely, you think before snatching the gift off the floor. Your pet name is affectionately written across the paper. You hate yourself for finding Hawks’ calligraphy impressive, but proceed to read the note.

Sorry for cutting our convo short—had a deal to close. No hard feelings, though, right? If anything, I’ll make it up to you, Dove. Besides, you still owe me that rain check.

See ya soon!

-H

You don’t bother biting back your smile.

Guess you’ll be seeing Fuyumi at the coffee shop again.

Fourth prompt is crossed off. Which one will be next? Stay tune! Thank you for reading! 

Previous prompt: Cuddles 

Hero Camp Bingo Masterlist

[rwbyvein]

Firen Lhain: Chapter 605: Smouldering Embers:  Part III/III

RWBY + JNR + Q and I stood around the patio.

"So, how do I do this?" Nora asked.

"You know how you transfer your Aura into your hammer?" Jaune asked.

"Noooo?.." Nora nervously asked.

"What?" Jaune said, "I mean, you lift a giant hammer."

"That's because I'm super strong!" Nora exclaimed.

"Nope." Jaune said.

"What do you mean, nope?" Nora asked, "I almost beat Yang in an arm wrestle."

"Let's keep telling yourself that." Yang said with a bright smile.

"I mean, it's not your muscles." Jaune said.

"It's not?" Nora asked, as she flexed, looking at her muscles.

Jaune flexed in front of her, and she just stared at it. "It's not your muscles," Jaune said to her, "it's your Aura."

"Sweet!" Nora exclaimed, "buuuut... it does feel like muscles, doesn't it?"

"I don't know about you," Yang stated, "but I'm totally buff." Yang flexed, but then Jaune flexed again, causing most of those present to stare. He breathed in deep and sighed, "If you can't feel yourself using the Aura, I don't know if I can explain it to you?.."

"I can try." Qrow voiced, but then looked at Blake, "but I think she's figured it out."

"Blake?" Jaune asked, who lightly bounced up and down.

"I need something I can punch without worrying about hurting someone."

Jaune then walked into the middle of the patio, and Blake nervously walked up with him. "What's up?" Jaune asked, when he caught Blake's eyes starting at his armour. "Oh, that?" Jaune asked, and quickly pulled off his cuirasse. He held it out to Yang who quickly walked over to grab it. Jaune then pulled his hoodie off, followed by his shirt, standing in his shirtless glory. Most of RWBY were a bit weak at the knees, but Yang found the strength to walk to the side with Jaune's equipment. Ruby quickly grabbed Jaune's shirt whereas Weiss surreptitiously grabbed his hoodie. Ruby looked over to find Weiss wearing the hoodie as Yang stuck her nose inside Jaune's cuirasse and deeply inhaled. Qrow and Oscar held his pauldrons, respectively. "Thank you." Jaune said to Oscar, who simply nodded in reply. Jaune then turned to Blake. "Let's start with some light taps." Jaune said, and Blake nodded in reply.

The two danced around, lightly tapping each other a few times.

"Okay, hit me." Jaune said. Blake moved in, and the light-blue on her arms lit up, bursts of wind striking at Jaune with every punch. The punches, and hence wind were still incredibly light. "Okay," Jaune said, "NOW HIT ME!"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm pretty sure the big guy can take it." Qrow voiced.

Blake breathed in deep before lunching at Jaune as fast as she could. She gave him one deep, powerful punch. Jaune grunted and did not move the slightest for a few moments.

"You... okay big guy?" Yang asked him.

"I'll admit..." Jaune voiced, "That hurt." He then wheezed for a few moments. Yang went to slap him on his back, but it was absorbed by his Aura.

"Aura's still intact, meaning you hit him THROUGH his Aura."

"He's probably winded." Qrow voiced, "Even if the Aura can absorb the impact, direct physical force can still be felt through it. You okay?"

"Just... winded." Jaune voiced.

"Shit, girl," Yang said, "You really did it hard."

Qrow then looked at Nora. "You want to..."

"You know what?" Nora asked, "If it's going to be lightning, but still be green, I kind don't want it any more." She then turned to Weiss, "Can you give me a PINK lightning bolt?!"

"Not from Woad..." Weiss voiced.

"But, you can do it?!" Nora asked.

"If we get bodypaint, it will be easy enough." Weiss affirmed.

"Wicked." Nora stated.

Ruby eagerly raised her hand, "Ooh! Ooh!"

"Let me guess?.." Weiss asked her, "You want a rose?"

"Okay, when you put it that way, it doesn't sound as good, anymore."

"I love how Linnet," Yang voiced, "isn't objecting to be our designated bodypainter."

"I... had not even thought of it." Weiss voiced.

"I bet you haven't" Qrow said with a smile.

"Is that a smile?!" Nora asked him.

"I smile..." Qrow voiced, "sometimes... maybe... Honestly, I really don't know..."

"He always seems to smile when he's visiting us." Yang said.

"Or when he's coming in all wicked-cool," Ruby voiced, "swinging his scythe to save us."

"Ehn..." Qrow voiced, "I'm usually not smiling, but stressed out of my mind."

"You did a good job of hiding it." Yang stated.

"I'll blame that on the booze." Qrow voiced, "But you girls are what I've worried most about. Wish I could have done more for you."

"He did kind of adopt us." Nora stated.

"I what?.." Qrow asked.

* * *

Arthur Watts sat at his desk, looking into a Seer. "A dozen individual letters through a dozen separate middlemen, sitting on my desk."

"What do they say?" Salem asked through the Seer.

"For those in the know, it provides a detailed account of the Battle of Haven." Arthur stated, "For those who don't know, it's more of an ominous warning."

"Did any get through?" Salem asked.

"Just one." Arthur stated, "From Ms. Rose to her father. I opened the envelope, read it, resealed it, and sent it on it's way."

"What - EXACTLY did it say?" Salem asked.

"Oh, the usual drivel about how wonderful it is for them to be reunited. Celebrating over their victory. Ms. Xiao Long wants her father to know how well his 'Summer Princess' is doing. Ms. Weiss is apparently having conflicting emotions about not being able to return to Atlas. Nothing of any consequence."

"You'd better hope so." Salem stated.

"I find hope to be an overrated emotion." Arthur replied, "I prefer to rely on my intellect."

"Well, then - let's hope it doesn't fail you." Salem said.

"Yes, how very... clever... of you..." he dismissively said.

* * *

Mercury walked past Emerald, barely looking at her. "Remember when you were stealing my wallet? Look at us now..." Mercury said, looking at the colossal, evil fortress. "Look at us, now."

* * *

Emerald hid in her room as she opened up Mercury's wallet. Inside she found a letter. "We all know the only reason you are here, so, as I much as I hate to say this, I say we work together."

"Like I need his help." Emerald said, ripping up the letter. She then grabbed the Lien cards from the wallet.

* * *

Emerald walked up to Mercury. "You dropped this." she said, as she handed him his wallet.

* * *

Mercury opened the wallet in his room. "Do you think we can?" she asked, and Mercury quickly ripped up the letter.

* * *

Mercury walked up to Salem on her throne. "And exactly why are you disturbing me?" she asked.

"Emerald picked my wallet and stole my Lien." he said to her.

"Do you honestly think I care?!" she strongly voiced.

"No." he simply stated, "But I'm not working for free."

"Is Lien all you think about?" Salem asked.

"What more do you have?" Mercury asked.

Salem almost smiled. Almost. "Call Arthur on a Seer. He'll get you more than enough money."

"As you wish." Mercury stated, and bowed before turning away.

* * *

Arthur broke the connection to Mercury and then opened one to Salem. "Yes?!" she strongly asked him.

"I do believe our young recruits are up to something." Arthur said to her.

"Of course they are." Salem stated, "That doesn't mean they'll be able to accomplish anything. Their loyalty is tied to Cinder, which means their usefulness is also tied to hers... and at the moment..."

"Do you think she's alive?" Arthur asked.

"It really doesn't matter." Salem stated, "I gave her more power than she could imagine, and she had a small army with her. And yet, she failed. Even if she's alive, she'll have to prove her usefulness again."

"And... if the twins decide to flee?" Arthut asked.

"Then they'll flee to Mistral to look for her." Salem replied, "If she's alive, that will just make it easier for you find her." With this Arthur developed a wicked smile. "Do keep in touch."

"You might want to tell your pet, Tyrian to let them go, or he might..." Arthur voiced, "but, you do know Tyrian."

"It's not like we can actually tell him the plan," Salem voiced, "but I'll tell him not to interfere."

[zerolympiustrife]

You know, when i saw that one video where it said 'get ready for horny moms', I immediately thought of Willow. I was asking if you would be comfortable writing about her and Jaune.If not, here's another prompt! Jaune gets anonymous love letters that become increasingly raunchier and his frineds want to uncover the mystery. ( Who the author is i leave to you) Hope it's interesting!

…I’m gonna go with the second option, thank you. Besides, I have never heard of such a video.

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Anonymous asks: Catch you letter~! (RWBY)

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*Jaune is just sitting by himself at the cafeteria, until he feels something dig into one of his back pockets. He turns around, but there’s no one there. He feels the back of his pant, and finds a small piece of paper. He pulls out the paper, unwraps it, and it says:*

Jaune (reading): “Everyone treats you like a joke, but I don’t think that way! I think you’re really cool!”

Nora (sitting next to Jaune): What’s up, leader?

*Jaune jitters upon hearing Nora’s voice*

Jaune (eyes widened): AGH! Don’t scare me like that.

Nora (concerned): Oh…I’m sorry, Jaune. I didn’t mean to scare you.

Jaune (sighing): …It’s okay.

Nora (smirking): Is that a love letter?

Jaune: I suppose it is.

Nora: Ooh! Who’s the lovely lady?

Jaune (shrugging): I dunno. There’s no name on here.

Nora: Ooh~! A secret admirer! Mind if I help you out in finding out who she is?

Jaune: That won’t be ne-

Nora: Nonsense! Consider this as me repaying the debt!

Jaune (raising an eyebrow): …What debt?

Nora (pulling out a letter): For helping me found out who MY secret admirer was!

Jaune (deadpan): …You knew it was Ren the whole time and you both were being extremely coy about it.

Nora (being coy): Noooooooooo, really? Nah, of course we weren’t!

*Jaune rolls his eyes*

*Two hours pass as Jaune and Nora are at the library*

Jaune (gets hit by a paper airplane): Agh!

Nora (gasping): Are we under attack?

*Jaune unwraps the plane and it has letter attached to it*

Jaune: I doubt that… *Reading* “I love you as much as I love fighting Grimm~!”

Nora (smirking): So, this lady’s a battle enthusiast, eh?

Jaune: This has gotta be some kind of stupid prank.

Yang (appearing out of nowhere): What sort of prank? *Snatches the letter away*

Jaune (baffled): Hey! What the-

Yang (snickering): Aw, ain’t that adorable. Hey, Ren! Look at this!

*Yang shows off the letter to Ren, and he smiles*

Ren: It appears our leader has a secret admirer.

Jaune: Guys, I’m sure this is some kind of-

Nora: What makes you think this was a prank?

Yang: I didn’t write this, just so you know.

Ren: It appears we should repay the debt to our leader. Let’s help him find out who his secret admirer is.

Jaune (deadpan): …Much like how your so-called “secret admirer” was Nora the whole time?

Ren (being coy): Even I was surprised!

*Yang snickers, Jaune looks very unamused*

*Two hours pass as everyone is in class, listening to Glynda’s lectures. Jaune is trying to stay awake, but he gets pelted by a wrapped up piece of paper. He looks down at the paper, unwraps it, and it says:*

Jaune (reading, quietly): “You know what I would like deep inside of me? You. And I don’t mean that literally, if you catch my drift.”

*Jaune immediately blushes upon reading this, then puts away the paper until…*

Glynda: Mr. Arc!

Jaune (shaking in embarrassment, still blushing): Agh! Um…yes?

Glynda: …Do we have a problem? Your face seems completely red for some reason.

Jaune (still blushing): Uh…it’s nothing important.

Glynda: Do you need to go to the nursery or something?

Jaune (shaking): No, no…it’s fine. Everything’s fine. I apologize if I accidentally interrupted you or something.

Glynda: …Okay, if you say so.

*All of the other students giggle and snicker at Jaune, but he just flat out ignores them. However, he feels something snatch the paper he put away*

Jaune (internally): What the fu-

Blake (whispering, reading the note): Oh my. *Shows off the note to Yang, and she snickers in response*

Yang (whispering): Show that to ice queen.

*Blake does so. Weiss reads it, then her entire face turns red*

Weiss (blushing, whispering): Blake, what the he-

Glynda: Ms. Schnee!

Weiss (still blushing): Oh! Um…yes?

Glynda: It seems you’re currently having the same problem Mr. Arc was a few seconds ago. Is there a problem?

*Everyone snickers, Weiss glares at everybody in response. Jaune gulps as he feels like Weiss is glaring daggers at him*

*After class…*

*Jaune sighs, then walks out the room, but Weiss angrily stops him in his tracks*

Weiss: Alright, you. What’s this about? *Shows off the letter*

Jaune: Weiss, in my defense, if you think I wrote that, then you’re wrong.

Weiss: Don’t lie to me!

Nora: It’s true, ice queen! Our leader’s telling the truth!

*Ren nods*

Yang (smirking): Oh, man! You should’ve seen the look on her face!

Blake (holding up the letter): I wonder who wrote this?

Jaune (snatching the letter): Give me that! You stole this from me after I tried to hide it away from Glynda, didn’t you?

Yang (patting Blake): “Curiosity killed the cat”, as they say!

Nora (grinning): But satisfaction brought it back!

Weiss (rolling her eyes): …Whatever. Well, if YOU didn’t write this, *Points at Jaune* then who did?

Ren: That’s what we’re trying to find out.

Weiss: I’m not interested… *Quietly* …Although, I AM a little curious…

*Two hours pass, as Teams _WBY and JN_R are walking down the hallway together*

Jaune (internally): I wonder who’re responsible for all these letters…? *Reads another letter and it says:* “I like my noodle knight’s ‘sword’ like I like my own thighs: EXTRA THICC”*

Weiss (glaring at the writer): I can’t believe you.

*The writer shrugs*

Jaune (getting an idea): Wait a minute…thighs! That’s it! *Runs towards his room, barges the door open, and sees Pyrrha smelling his hoodie* HA!!! I knew it!

Pyrrha (surprised): EEP! I mean, h-hi, Jaune! *Hides his hoodie under his blanket*

Jaune: I KNEW it was you!

Pyrrha (confused): W-What?!

Jaune (showing off the other love letters): I had a feeling it’d be you, Pyrrha!

Pyrrha (gets down on her knees): Okay, I confess! I sent Team CRDL to the nursery the other day, but I only did so because they were tormenting you again!

Jaune (raising an eyebrow): …Wait, what?

Pyrrha: I even gave Cardin a metallic plate for his crotch, I lied to him about how amazing it was because it would protect his dick, and then I used my semblance to crumble the plate on his crotch, and he was letting out a high-pitched scream and I was enjoying every single moment of his despair as I continued to crush his nuts into tiny little raisins! *Holds her face in shame*

*Everyone’s eyes widened hearing this, completely weirded out by this confession*

Ren (shocked): So that explains why Cardin was screaming like a little girl the other day…

Jaune (shocked): …Um…th-that’s…not why we’re here.

Pyrrha: Oh, really?

Nora (smiling at the thought of Cardin suffering): …Ehehehehe~…

Jaune: Um…are you responsible for sending me these letters?

Pyrrha: Um…no. Actually, I found this hiding under your pillow. *Pulls out another letter*

Jaune (reading the letter): “I’ve found the perfect sheathe for you to firmly plant your ‘sword’ inside: Me!”

Ren (eyes widened): …Oh my.

Pyrrha (handing him another letter): …And I also found this.

Jaune (reading): “Kiss me in the rain so I’ll get twice as wet~!”

Nora (eyes widened): Whoo!

Blake: We still don’t know who’s responsible for these.

Yang (realization!): …Actually…

Weiss (also realization!): I think we might have a sneaking suspicion who’s responsible.

*In Team RWBY’s room, Ruby is playing with doll versions of herself and Jaune (and before anyone asks, yes, these are the same dolls from my AA “The Dork and her Dolls”)*

Doll Jaune: Oh, Ruby! I love you! I was such a fool to not find out that it was YOU who kept sending me those raunchy letters!

Doll Ruby: Aw, thanks, Jaune! Also, what makes you think I sent you those letters?

Weiss/Blake/Yang/Nora/Pyrrha/Ren (in complete unison): Because none of us had anything to do with them.

*Jaune is standing outside of the room, then suddenly hears a high-pitched scream from inside*

Jaune (surprised): Agh! I haven’t heard a scream that loud since Cardin was put in the nursery the other day!

[spahhzy]

Ruby vs. The Department of Firearms and Explosives. Prt 2.

Loud Speaker: Now serving ticket number 12.

Ruby: *Looks at her ticket number she acquired from the Desk Clerk of the D.F.E.*

Runy: Finally Jaune let's go! *standing up triumphantly only to have Jaune grab her arm.

Jaune: Move you thumb from the ticket Rubes

Ruby: Huh? *Moves thumb that was covering the rest of the number to reveal ticket number 1271*

Ruby: I Really Hate The D.F.E

Ruby collapses in her chair as Jaune just put up his hoodie and closed his eyes. They were gonna be their awhile.

*3hours of waiting later*

Loud Speaker: Now serving Ticket # 1271

Ruby: Finally! Come vomit boy! The wait is over!

With renewed energy she got up from her chair with Jaune in tow and walked through the door...only to see another waiting area with a long line people that went from one corner of the room to the next before the line ended where she was.

Ruby astonished look back at the plague above the door which read 'Waiting Area #2* .

Ruby: Oum give me strength! *she thinks to herself before sighing and looking around only for something to catch her eye. A vending machine!

Ruby: Hold the fort down Jaune! *she runs off in a flurry of petals as Jaune just nods and waits for the line to move up listening to music on his scroll.

Ruby: *At the vending machine see's a 2 pack of chocolate chip cookies inside for 1 lien* Something to help with the waiting! *inserts the currency and enters the code before sticking her hand at the dispenser door waiting expectantly only for nothing to fall down.

Ruby: What...I press the right co- oh no * Looks up to see the cookies were stuck, the coil mechanism had jammed the cookies leaving them stuck at the edge, not enough to fall down.

Ruby puts her face to the glass whining and tears falling from her eyes.

Ruby: Let my poor treat go heathen! It's me you want they had nothing to do with this! *Shaking the machine a little but to no effort the cookies wouldn't budge.

Ruby: Even the vending machine from this hellish place is evil *Walks away sadly back to Jaune and her spot*

Suddenly a small child and her mother walked up past her to the vending machine which in turn said machine dropped the stuck batch of cookies unbeknownst to poor Ruby and the joy of the kid.

Jaune: You alright Rubes you look like someone stole the last batch of cookies on a saturday morning. *Ruby just put her head on Jaunes shoulder*

Ruby: This place is hell incarnate

Jaune: *chuckles* Eh look were almost their!* giving her a head pat as they waited in line.

*Beep! Beep! Beep!*

Ruby: hmm? *looking at her scroll to find it going off*

Ruby: Hi Yang, what- what do you mean their is a Grimm attack happening? Cinder? Beacon?

Ruby: I can't do anything right now Yang, I'm at the D.F.E , yes my poor Crescent Rose pretty much got impounded! *raising her hands in the air animatedly*

Ruby: Beacon's making me pay a fee! Yes a fee cause of the incident of YOU leaving Ember Celica around! Ye- oh you remember now!

Ruby: anywho my weapons license is expired and I gotta go get it fixed other wise i can't take it,Just stall Cinder for as long as possible the line is moving up now! Tell everyone to hang tight. *Hangs up the scroll as Jaune looks at her*

Jaune: Maybe this was Cinders plan all along? Get you here to this evil place while she goes on a tear throughout the school? *Ruby looks at him with narrowed eyes*

Ruby: No she's evil but not that evil... someone must have planned this. Someone who revels in making evil unneccessary diabolical plans.

*Far away in the grimm lands*

Salem: Creating the D.F.E is the best longterm evil plan I could come up with! *eating some popcorn and watching from her crystal ball The Rose and Arc suffer through the twisted machinations that was D.F.E. .

*back to the duo*

We find them both now taking the written exam for the Firearm License both seated next to each other as the proctor looks down the class room.

Jaune: Psst Ruby what's the difference between Single Action & Double Action?

Proctor: NO SHARING ANSWERS! *to which Jaune dropped his head to the desk*

Jaune: I don't even use a firearm!

30mins later.

Proctor: Alright Miss Rose you passed the written test with flying colors!

Ruby: Great can I have my new license now!

Proctor: ah ah, not yet you need to do the Live Weapons test now.

Ruby looks at the Proctor before looking at the tv monitor overhead reading 'Beacon under attack!' Before looking back to the proctor.

Ruby: Weapons test? Me? But....I gotta go save the world!

Proctor scoffing at her reasoning: I don't care if you were 80ft tall Miss Rose if I started making exceptions this whole place would fall apart!

Ruby just stared out into space thinking of what she could do if she was 80ft tall. The sound of a building being smashed to pieces before being shot multiple times by a sniper rifle filled her head before she laughed evilly only to have Jaune tap her on the shoulder.

Jaune: Were you daydreaming about destroying this place?

Ruby: why what ever do you mean! *innocent eyes stared at him as he chuckled before ruby turned back to the proctor*

Ruby: Alright let's do this dumb test.

Back at Beacon Team WBY & NPR were fighting for their lives.

Yang: what kind of villain attacks a school on a SATURDAY!?

Blake: The really evil ones keep firing!

Weiss: Where is Ruby!

Yang: She is at the D.F.E retaking her license test!

Cinder: *laughs evily at the mention of the D.F.E*

Yang: Was getting her to that hellscape part of your plan! You twisted bitch! No one likes to waste their Saturday at the D.F.E.!

Cinder: *Continues to laugh with more evil*

Nora: Why did Jaune go he doesn't even own a gun!

Cinder: *cackles maniacally*

Ren: Your evil knows no bounds! He was innocent damn you!

Grimm had begun surrounding them all threatening to overrun them before a large bang rang out through the air as a ursa major turned to dust.

Cinder turns to the cause of the sound and see's Ruby standing there aiming Crescent Rose at her head. few seconds later Jaune appears looking winded and tired.

Nora: Fearless Leader!

BWY: Ruby!

Ruby: Alright Cinder! You ruined my saturday, you made me waste 16 lien AND you made poor Jaune run 6 blocks.

Jaune: avenge me *collapses from exhaustion*

Ruby: It's go time!

*15 mins of POWs & Ows later*

Cinder: *cackles while hurt*

Ruby: Retreating!? Get back here!

Cinder: *creates a large flame wall before leaving the scene her evil snicker still lingering*

Ruby looks back to everyone before hugging Crescent Rose.

Ruby: Momma won't ever leave you around again, come on let's go make sure Daddy's alright.

*in the grimm lands looking through the crystal ball*

Salem: ah another successful unneccessary diabolical plan complete.

She takes out a pen and a notebook labeled 'unneccessary diabolical plans' before checking off 'Make Ruby Rose go to The D.F.E. on a Saturday'.

Salem: All in a days work.

We now resume our scheduled dose of gloomy times.

[philthevaliant-stuff]

Steven Universe So Far: One Sentence Summaries For Each Episode! [The Way I Saw It At Least] (Post-April and Pre-May Episodes Edition)

Thankfully, my Crohn’s flare-up hasn’t truly stopped me from updating the one-sentence summary episode guide to Steven Universe before next week! But it’s gotten so long that I’ve had to put a ‘Read More’ link to save your dashboard from overloading! :P

Gem Glow: His first episode. Laser Light Cannon: Amethyst loves being used as ammo. Cheeseburger Backpack: Now available to buy online! Together Breakfast: His first Memetic Mutation. Frybo: Steven defies Broadcast Standards and Practices. Cat Fingers: WOMP WOMP. Bubble Buddies: A ship sails. Serious Steven: Strawberry Fields Forever. Tiger Millionaire: Better than John Cena, that’s for sure. Steven’s Lion: A companionship is formed. Arcade Mania: Meat Beat Mania too much for the UK, apparently. Giant Woman: His first encounter with a fusion. So Many Birthdays: In which Rebecca Sugar reveals her diabolical plan to make everyone watching cry their eyes out for the first time. Lars and the Cool Kids: Whatever you do, DON’T insult Steven’s mum! Onion Trade: In which everyone begins making theories about Onion being the actual Big Bad of the franchise. Steven the Sword Fighter: “Where there’s life, there’s…..” Lion 2: The Movie: Lion is a well-behaved movie patron. Beach Party: Garnet fails at telling lies. Rose’s Room: Nightmare fuel comes as standard. Coach Steven: The song will never get out of your head. Joking Victim: His first work experience session. Steven and the Stevens: Steven makes the Time Lords cry. Monster Buddies: Sponsored by CHAAAAPS potato crisps. An Indirect Kiss: The ship travels at a fine lick. Mirror Gem: Where the franchise changes course and becomes a drama. Ocean Gem: His first close encounter with other Gems. House Guest: Healing spit, we hardly knew ye. Space Race: Ground control to Major Tom, your circuits’ dead, there’s something wrong. Secret Team: Sssh, Secret Team! Island Adventure: Makes the Steven/Connie ship look like a raft. Keep Beach City Weird: At least we got to talk with Ronaldo afterwards, even though he wasn’t prepared for it in hindsight. Fusion Cuisine: Steven gets into the biggest amount of trouble yet. Garnet’s Universe: Estelle works that microphone for ten minutes. Watermelon Steven: His first business deal. Lion 3: Straight to Video: Pass the tissues. Warp Tour: The Dorito debuts. Alone Together: The ship reaches maximum speed. The Test: Time to cry your eyes out again, fans! Future Vision: Wild Beedrill appeared! On the Run: Amethyst makes the Crystal Gems guilty and the fanbase cry. Horror Club: Or ‘Do You Want Fries With That Doughnut?’ Winter Forecast: The ship gains an icebreaker. Maximum Capacity: Amethyst unintentionally causes controversy. Marble Madness: The Dorito debates with Steven. Rose’s Scabbard: You can fit any piece of music with the final scene. Open Book: Cartoon Network buggers up continuity and Rose’s Room makes the situation worse. Shirt Club: Steven gets away with referencing the Kennedy assassination. Story for Steven: His origin story. The Message: Steven inspires a Youtube musician. Political Power: MAY-OR DEW-EY! Say Uncle: Uncle Grandpa tries to inject one last bout of comedy into the show before it all goes down, only to divide the fanbase in his attempt. The Return: “It’s the end, but the moment has been prepared for…” Jail Break: His final stand.

Full Disclosure: The ship steers through jagged rocks. Joy Ride: The Dorito’s driving vehicle is discovered. Love Letters: A mailman wishes to become Garnet’s American Boy. Reformed: “Physician, heal thyself.” Sworn to the Sword: The ship gets equipped. Rising Tides, Crashing Skies: Or ‘Keep Beach City Weird: The Animated Series’. Keeping it Together: The Dorito disturbs Garnet. We Need to Talk: Pearl’s salty 90s period. Chille Tid: So disturbing a Hiatus had to be reinstated. We Are the Crystal Gems [1/6]: The National Anthem of Steven Universe Lovers. What Are Gems? [2/6]: In which Steven becomes even more cuter in chibi form. How Are Gems Made? [3/6]: Amethyst debunks dozens of fan theories in one lecture. Fusion [4/6]: "The Answer" in ballet form. Unboxing [5/6]: His first TubeTube video. Lion Loves to Fit in a Box [6/6]: Beach City gets hit by the cat video bug. Cry for Help: The Dorito distributes dissension in the ranks….or does she? Keystone Motel: A handy guide to understanding an autistic person’s mindset, so I discovered. Onion Friend: In which everyone begins making MORE theories about Onion being the actual Big Bad of the franchise. Historical Friction: Jamie provides the fanbase with ideas on how to make an “Ember Island Players” version of the show. Friend Ship: The Dorito dislikes dusty old Gem tech. Nightmare Hospital: The ship’s secrets are brought to light. Sadie’s Song: Steven becomes increasingly popular on Tumblr for a week, and makes Cartoon Network history at the same time. Catch and Release: The Dorito comes out of her chip-based shell. When it Rains: Peridot panics over precarious precipitation. Back to the Barn: Peridot and Pearl pettifog, pummel, and pacify. Too Far: Peridot practically plows predicaments into a Hiatus. The Answer: Ruby, Sapphire, and Garnet's origin stories. Steven's Birthday: The ship departs after refueling [OR: The reason Steven had his own week-long event]. It Could've Been Great: The Turning Point of Steven Quartz Universe. Message Received: Steven rocks the hoodie look. Log Date 7 15 2: Peridot's player gets pawned and perused.

Super Watermelon Island: In which Cartoon Network UK cocks up big time and completely spoils the episode for everyone else. Gem Drill: Our cinnamon roll journeys to the center of the Earth. Same Old World: Steven can show you the world...! Barn Mates: I always wear a leak on St. David's Day! Hit the Diamond: Romance in the Outfield. Steven Floats: It does exactly what it says on the tin. Drop Beat Dad: Such an important event, even the Crewniverse had to check it out! Mr. Greg: His first musical [OR: Pearl's salty-tearful reconciliation]. Too Short to Ride: If you know where to look, you can actually Cheep Peridot right now! The New Lars: Matthew Moy makes up for lost time. Beach City Drift: The ship gains the ability to run on land [OR: Ronaldo auditions for Top Gear]. Restaurant Wars: Ronaldo is finally accepted by (a vast majority of) the fanbase. Kiki's Pizza Delivery Service: Steven uses up his pun quota for the season. Monster Reunion: Leaked from the servers, still sponsored by CHAAAAPS potato crisps. Alone at Sea: No fish were harmed during the making of this episode. Greg the Babysitter: "Meh." Gem Hunt: The ship survives the wilderness. Crack the Whip: "Stop, you're making me giddy...!" Steven vs. Amethyst: Pearl makes good use of traditional seaside shops. Bismuth, Part 1: Rainbow is the new Gem. [OR: His 100th episode!] Bismuth, Part 2: Vengeance is an old vice. Beta: Bow ties are cool! Earthlings: Two heads are better than one, but all bets are off when you and your co-worker's jobs are to protect episodes from being leaked. Back to the Moon: On the moon, no one can hear a thousand Tumblr moms scream. Bubbled: In space, no one can hear a thousand Tumblr moms cry.

Kindergarten Kid: Corruptius Geminius vs. Doritus Clodius Know Your Fusion: Smoky Quartz and Sardonyx take over the Network from the Titans for 11 minutes. Buddy's Book: Jamie's fledgling theatrical career begins to pay off. Mindful Education: Two months' worth of summer adventures finally take their toll on the ship. Future Boy Zoltron: Featuring Neil Gaiman in a role you won't see coming! Last One Out of Beach City: Pearl attempts to roleplay a popular AU version of herself. [OR: Pearl's salty night out] Onion Gang: We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun, but the wine and the song, like the seasons, have all gone. Cooking With Lion [1/5]: "But, Your Honor, he stole my act!" - Francis Gem Karaoke [2/5]: All singing, no crying. Steven Reacts [3/5]: Even Steven can't stand Hiatuses! Video Chat [4/5]: Skype Chats Between Gems. Steven Song Time [5/5]: Or "Summer of Steven: Epilogue" Gem Harvest, Part 1: Steven ditches his Knife for a common or garden Trowel. Gem Harvest, Part 2: Steven and Lapis take to the air and some Steventhusiasts take to petitioning Mr. Enter for an Animated Atrocity entry. Three Gems & a Baby: Peace and goodwill to all Steventhusiasts, and love for the cinnamon roll... Steven's Dream: Three days into 2017 and the entire Stevenbomb gets leaked - that's gotta be a record! Adventures in Light Distortion: The Shorty Squad gets two new members. Gem Heist: Steven is obviously a Mysterious Cities of Gold fan. The Zoo: Ronaldo's not so stupid now, is he, Steventhusiasts!? That Will Be All: Blue and Yellow make Green melodies. The New Crystal Gems: Connie helps to promote the second wave of Funko Pop vinyl figures. Storm in the Room: "Why don't you ask her yourself?" Rocknaldo: In which it's beddy-bye-bo's time for (a vast majority of) Ronaldo's fanbase. Tiger Philanthropist: Tiger Millionaire raises his fists, Purple Puma raises the roof, and Lars raises up a stink! Room for Ruby: Lapis and Peridot regret not watching "The Wrong Trousers" the night before. Lion 4: Alternate Ending: This episode not being leaked in the first place is the actual alternate ending! Doug Out: In which the thoughts of a Super Mario/Steven Universe crossover game that never will be make this blogger cry to sleep. The Good Lars: Jenny plays a mean melodia. Are You My Dad?: We love our bread, we love our butter, but most of all we love each other! I Am My Mom: There's nothing I could do, a total eclipse of the heart.

Stuck Together: Forever's gonna start tonight. The Trial: TEAR DOWN THE WALL!!! Off Colors: Every now and then Lars gets a little bit tired of listening to the sound of his tears. Lars' Head: Every now and then we get a little bit terrified of Hiatuses, and then we see the look in the show's eyes! Dewey Wins: As the ship sinks, Steven learns the definition of the word 'Repercussion'. [OR: Not actually a repeat of 'Off Colors' this time!] Raising the Barn: Onion sets his stakes high by cornering the agricultural market. Gemcation: Steven projects his angst, Pearl projects her hatred of reptiles, and Ronaldo projects his voice. Back to the Kindergarten: The Shorty Squad get their Ground Force on! Sadie Killer: Steven is a bad, bad boy, apparently. Kevin Party: Rebecca Sugar finds some inspiration for her next story meeting, but can the ship be salvaged in time? [OR: I don't care what you say, Steven doesn't look anything like that boy from Aberdale!] Steven's Secret Rap Career: His first official/unofficial fan video. [OR: The franchise transcends cultdom, thanks to MKatwood.] Lars of the Stars: In which the next Gem to debut has a little Chaos in her. [OR: As 2018 gets under way, the fans petition for a Captain Lars miniseries.] Jungle Moon: Stevonnie gets caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom. Your Mother and Mine: Garnet wipes out the canonicity of every Steventhusiast's theories and fan media in a matter of minutes. The Big Show: Pearl misses an opportunity to visit Empire City with Steven. Pool Hopping: Square Mom spends some quality time with her favourite cinnamon roll. Letters to Lars: It may be all change, but the next batch of episodes will still be released the good ol' fashioned Stevenbomb way!

[the-original-blackcat]

Descendants Sander AU

Character Info Chapter 2

Chapter 1 The Story Begins

(Virgil’s P.O.V)

“Once upon a time, long, long ago, well, 20 years ago, Elizabeth married her beast in front of 6,000 of their closet personal friends. Big cake. Yeah, so instead of a honeymoon, beast united all the kingdoms and got himself elected king of the United States of Topa. He rounded up all the villains and sidekicks basically all the really interesting people and he booted them off to the isle of the lost with a magical barrier to keep them there. This is my hood, no magic, no wifi and no way out. Or so I had thought... hang on, you´re just about to meet us. But first this had happened.”

(Narrator’s P.O.V)

The crowned prince of the land is in his room looking out of his window at the Isle while he is getting measured for another suit for his coronation next month. As the old tailor continue with his measurements for the suit both the king and the queen enter with smiles on their faces.

“How is it possible that you´re going to be crowned king next month? You´re just a baby.” The king says with a smile as he looks over his only child and heir to the kingdom. The prince is wearing a pair of black dress pants, a white button up dress shirt and lastly a pair of black dress shoes.

“He´s turning 16, dear.” Queen Elizabeth says as she takes in her beloved son, he has dark brown hair, brown eyes and he has a lightly tanned skin tone from all of his time outside in the sun.

“16? That is far too young to be crowned king. I didn´t make a good decision until I was a least 42.” The King says to his son as his wife looks at him with a light scoff leaving her at his words.

“Uh, you decided to marry me at 28.” Elizabeth reminds her husband in a light tone of voice.

“Ah, it was either you or a teapot… Kidding.” He says to her gaining an unimpressed look from her and a light chuckle from their son before he says the last part with a soft smile of his own.

“Mum, Dad… I´ve chosen my first official proclamation. I´ve decided that the children on the isle of the lost be given a chance to live here in Topa. Everytime I look out to the island, I feel like they´ve been abandoned.” The prince says to them as he makes his way over to the pair with a sad tone of voice and he silently begs that they understand where he is coming from with this.

“The children of our sworn enemies? Living among us? Are ou sure about this Roman?” The king asks his son with a worried tone of voice while Elizabeth smiles at how kind hearted her son is.

“Yes I am father… we start out with a few kids at first, only the ones who need our help the most. I have already chosen them.” Prince Roman continues to speak with a serious expression on his face while he looked at his parents before him, Elizabeth looks at her only son feeling proud.

“Have you now, son?” The king asks with a frown on his face as he thinks over what Roman had said, Elizabeth places a soft hand on his arms gaining his attention from their son back to her.

“I gave you a second chance dear... Who are their parent’s son?” Elizabeth says to her husband in a calm but stern voice before turning to ask the rest to her son with a softer tone of voice.

“Cruella De Vil... Jafar... Evil Queen... and Maleficent.” Roman says as a startled yelp from lumire is heard from behind him as he watches his parent’s, his mum is shocked to say the least.

“Maleficent! She is the worst villain in all the land! What are you thinking Roman?!” His father says to him while Elizabeth watches them from the side not really sure on what to do right now.

“Dad, just hear me out please!” Roman tries to get his father to listen to him and his reason.

“No! I won't hear of it Roman. They are guilty of unspeakable crimes.” The king says to his son in a rather harsh and stern tone in the hopes that his son will change his mind about this idea.

“Dad, their children are innocent of those crime. Don't you think they deserve a shot at a normal life? Dad, please?” Roman says with a slight begging tone in his voice as Beast looks over at his wife to see that she agrees with their son and that this won’t be such a bad thing to do.

“I suppose their children are innocent of their parent’s past crimes.” Beast gives in with a defeated sigh leaving his lips as he watches his queen head over to their won with a smile on her face.

“Well… Well done, I am proud of you.” Elizabeth says to her son with the smile still in place before she heads back over to her husband who is waiting by their son’s bedroom door for her.

“Shall we?” The beast says to her with his arm out for her to take as they leave, Roman walks back over to his window with a thoughtful look as he gazes out at the Isle of the lost before him.

(On the Isle at the same time)

A male teen with black hair that has the ends dipped dark purple is standing on a few stacked boxes with a spray can in hand as he adds a few finishing to his piece of art on the brick wall. The art piece is that of a large dark purple, green and black silhouette of a creature that looks a lot like Maleficent, in the middle of it the words ‘Long Live Evil’ is seen in bright green. He has on a black hoodie that has his mother’s symbol on the back in purple and green, black fingerless gloves, with a few rings, black jeans and a pair of black boots with a thick dark green base as well.

-They say I'm trouble. They say I'm bad- He sings as turns around away from his work revealing that he has on a few necklaces as well and that he has brown eyes. He jumps down from his spot with his green spray can still in his hand and is ready to be used for some needed mischief.

-They say I'm evil- The teen notices that two other VK’s are walking past not even looking at him as they don’t want to deal with him at the moment but of course he has other plans in store.

-And that makes me glad- He shoves through the middle of the two teens with a dark and evil smirk on his face and the eyeshadow he has on doesn’t really help the fact before he continues on his way. Jumping from the roof is a young teen, he has on a yellow and red studded vest with the symbol of his father on the back in a dark blue. He has on a pair of dark blue fingerless gloves, a pair of blue denim jeans that’s studded and a pair of black combat boots to tie it altogether.

-A dirty no good. Down to the bone- He sings as he climbs down the old ladder before him, he has dark brown hair and light brown eyes that can be seen behind a pair of black rimmed glasses.

-Your worst nightmare. Can't take me home- He opens the warehouse sliding door with a grin before he goes down it to meet up with his three friends in this horrible place they call home.

-So I got some mischief- A tall male with fair skin and chocolate brown eyes starts to walk down the table as if he is on a runway as he sings while people are moving their food out of the way.

-In my blood- He has on a loose but form fitting royal blue shirt, a pair of black fingerless gloves that come up to his elbows, an apple shaped ruby necklace, dark blue pants and black boots.

-Can you blame me? I never got no love- He easily slips through the railing as a boy follows all of his movements almost like he is hypnotized before the royal looking teen smiles and leaves.

-They think I'm callous- This latest teen climbs out of a half way opened window onto the metal fire escape next to him. He is wearing a black and white patterned vest over a red long sleeved top, red fingerless gloves, red glasses, black and white styled shorts and a pair of black boots.

-A lowlife hood- He stood up before he saw a man with his back turned to him rather foolishly and the red scarf on him caught his attention so he took it. As he left and went to the start of the main streets, he saw a little girl with raggy like clothes and dark skin going to eat an apple.

-I feel so useless- Just as she was going to take a bite he quickly stole it from her before he takes a bite of the apple and throws it back to her over his shoulder with his back turned to her.

-Misunderstood- The son of Maleficent and the son of the evil Queen meet in the main street with smiles on their faces as they both have full intention of causing some trouble and more chaos.

-Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who's the baddest of them all? Welcome to my wicked world. Wicked world- As the two sing while they make their way down the main street, the son of Jafar and the son of Cruella cause trouble on their way to meet them and cause even more trouble.

-I'm rotten to the core. Rotten to the core. I'm rotten to the core- The four meet up at an old wire gate before they work together and open it so they all spread out to find different victims.

-Who could ask for more? I'm nothing like a kid next. Like the kid next door- The four of them ran across or climb onto different types of storage supplies with grins. The men who work in there, they are trying to stop them with sacks of flour and glass vases but that doesn’t stop them. They even used the water, but they just ended up being the ones to get soaked with is instead.

-I'm rotten to the... I'm rotten to the... I'm rotten to the core- Out into the open shops of the Isle, they again, are going to show what it truly means to be rotten to the core. The shops that have some people around them try to stop the VK’s but they all go through a narrowly lit tunnel.

“HAHAHAHA.” Making noise and having chaotic fun, their evil laughs of joy sound out before the raven haired teen walked through private places with curtains and cloth that act like houses.

-Call me a schemer. Call me a freak. How can you say that- He walks in and he sees a fortune teller, he still had a spray can in his hand from earlier and sprayed a white curtain with the letter A.

-I'm just…- He opened a shower curtain that reveals someone trying to take a bath without any interruptions but that plan failed he turned himself around and smirked back rather darkly.

-Unique- The teen with the black rimmed glasses framing his eyes flips himself down from the ceiling to a table where two guys play a simple game with each other before he had to ruin it.

- What, me a traitor? Ain´t got your back- He picked up a teapot off of the table and swayed it to both of them like a friend would then he jumped over the table and also stole the table cloth.

"Hey!" They both stood up and went after him but he was able to get away from them both.

-Are we not friends? What´s up with that- The young royal looking teen of the four friends enters the area that is filled with clothes and other fabrics that was hanging on hangers and the roof.

-So I´m a misfit. So I´m a flirt. I broke your heart. I made you hurt - He pulled off the scarf that the owner of the cloth store had on him, he winked over his shoulder back at the slightly older male before he continued on his way to cause some more pain and trouble in this cold and cruel place.

-The past is past. Forgive, forget. The truth is- The red glasses wearing brunette with blonde streaks went into a small market. He kicked down some items as the owners tried to catch him, but failed because he was too quick at using the beams and other ledges that he can hold.

-You ain´t seen nothing yet- They all laugh evilly at the fun they’re all having as a kid runs over to the son of Cruella as he sits on the hay wagon with a teasing and cruel smile on his pale face.

“Come back with my apple!” He threw it back at the kid and made sure that it hit them in the face while the raven and brunette watch their friends from an overhead railing above the others.

-Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who's the baddest of them all? Welcome to my wicked world. Wicked world- All four of them made their way down to the main point of the Isle as other villains joined them as well after some mischief. All of them were showing off their moves while some were running away to find hide and some watched or joined in as they all laughed evilly.

-I'm rotten to the core. Rotten to the core. I'm rotten to the core. Who could ask for more? I'm nothing like a kid next. Like the kid next door. I'm rotten to the... I'm rotten to the... I'm rotten to the core- All of the villains laugh once they finish the big dance number, the raven haired male notices a young child with a lollipop so he takes it and he held it up as he turns to face them.

“You see his face? He was about to cry!” His friends cackle and laugh at the sight of seeing a child cry before three men with ragged leather clothes, but of the colour of black came their way.

(Virgil’s P.O.V)

The moment I saw everyone but my three friends run away screaming like children I knew that it meant that my mother was coming so with a sigh I turn around to see a few of my mother’s goons.

“Hi Mum.” I say as she pushes them aside to, she notice the candy and give me a mock look.

“Stealing candy Anx? I´m so disappointed.” She shakes her head ever so slightly at me as she says this and I mentally roll my eyes with a mental groan also as it is always like this with her, god.

“It was from a baby.” I tell her as I point the multi coloured candy at her and I can see it in her eyes that, that small fact made the deed a little bit better and I feel pride within my chest.

“Ah! That´s my nasty little boy.” She says with a smile has I hand it to her with my own smirk in place as I watch her spit on it before placing it in her armpit for a few seconds. “Give it back to the dreadful little creature.” She says off handily as she hand it over her shoulder for her goon.

“Mum…” I trail off kind of use to this but that doesn’t mean I have to like it… not one little bit.

“It´s the deets, Anx, that make the difference between mean and truly evil. When I was your age, I was cursing entire kingdoms. You. Walk with me. See, I´m just, just trying to teach you the thing that really counts... how to be me.” I mouth ‘Cursing entire kingdoms’ as she did before she places an arm around my shoulders to lead me a little bit further from my friends... my real family.

“I know and I’ll do better.” I tell her as I notice ou the corner of my eyes three goons standing behind each of my friends but why… unless my mother is planing something but what is it?

Oh, there´s news! I buried the lede. You four have been chosen to go to a different school...in Topa.” My mother says with excitement as my friends try to leave but the goons stop them so that’s way they moved to stand behind each of my friends… but this is madness, us in Topa?!

“What? I'm not going to some boarding school filled to the brim with prissy pink princesses!” I tell her as I stand before my friends with a hand out towards my mother and disgust on my face.

“And perfect princes. Ugh.” Thomas starts to say with a dreamy tone in his voice before I give him an unimpressed look before he adds the sound of pure disgust at the end to his sentence.

“Yeah, and I don't do uniforms. Unless it’s leather. You feel me?” Logan says from his spot with a laugh and a smile on his face from the sound of it… my mother looks bored with all of this.

“I read somewhere that they allow dogs in Topa. Mum said they're rabid pack animals who eat boys who don't behave.” Patton says as stands right behind me before he gains a far off look in his eyes, I notice that Logan sneaks up next to Patton’s ear and barks like a dog scaring him.

“Yeah, mum, we're not going.” I tell her with my arms crossed and a set expression on my face.

“Oh, you're thinking small, kitten. It's all about world domination. Goons! Anxiety…” My mother says before she leaves I give a look to my friends before we all follow after her to see why she wants us to go to that stupid school full with goody-goodies. I think I’m gonna be sick just at the mere thought of us four going over to that stupid and rule following school of assholes.

“There has to be a good reason for all of this.” I mutter under my breath, once we are back home my mother takes a seat on her throne and starts to file her nails looking bored like normal.

“You will go. You will find the fairy godmother and you will bring me back her magic wand. Easy peasy.” My mother says as if it was the simplest thing in the world for the four of us to do.

“What's in it for us?” I ask her with my arms crossed over my chest as there is no way I hell of me leaving these three out of whatever my crazy psycho of a mother has planned for us all, never.

“Matching thrones. Hers-and-his crowns.” She says to me with a wave of her hand before going back to file her nails some more and I look at my friends with an unimpressed raised eyebrow.

“I believe Anx was talking about the four of us… what do we get out of this little mission?” Logan says from his spot behind me as he plays with his glasses, my mother just gives him a look.

“All we need is each other my son, you enjoy causing misery and suffering to those weaklings beneath your feet, right?” My mother asks as she gets up from her large dark throne like chair.

“Of course I do, who in their right mind wou…” I start to say with a small smile reaching my lips.

“Then you better get me that wand! So that we can see and cause so much more of it. With that magic wand and my scepter combined, I will be able to bend the magic both good and evil to my will and rule over Topa!” She cuts me off with a stern voice then it becomes a powerful rant about what she will do when she gets Fairy Godmother’s wand… it does sound like it would be fun.

“Don’t you mean our will? We are all in this together you do remember, right?” Patton’s mother says with a pointed look at my own mother with the other two villains agreeing with her.

“That’s what I meant, our will.” My mother says with a sigh leaving her at being told what to do by the other villains who are slightly lower down on the food chain then her around here.

“Just making sure.” Thomas’s mother speaks up gaining my attention to where she is once again looking at herself in her hand held mirror… my mother snaps her fingers to gain my attention.

“Oh and if you refuse to go and get the wand then you are grounded for the rest of your long life, precious.” She says to me with a smirk knowing that I hated to be called that by anyone!

“What! Mum!” She pretends to be squishing my lips to make me stop complaining about it before we stare at each other, our eye turned green as we continue to stare before I look away.

“Fine, whatever I’ll get your stupid wand.” I mutter as I walk away from her as I know she would gloat over it and I did not want to be anywhere near her when that started to happen.

“Oh Thomas my little dark prince in training come here would you?” I watch with an eye roll as Thomas almost runs over to his mother before he takes a seat across the table from her.

“Yes mother?” He asks her with a very like and barely there confused tone in his voice but I heard it… and I think Logan and Patton had also heard it from the looks on their faces right now.

“You just find yourself a prince or princess with a big castle and a mother-in-law wing.” The evil queen says as she sorts out all of her makeup products that is around her on the table.

“And lots and lots of mirrors!” They both say together making Thomas give a small laugh at the thought of being in a large castle of his very own with a prince and of course all the mirrors.

“What have I told you about no laughing? It brings you wrinkles!” I watch my best friend lose all emotion and it doesn’t look right on a guy like him… maybe Topa will do him some good.

“Well my Patton is staying with me right here.” Cruella De Vil says to my mother and I see that Patton looks over at her as he makes his way over slowly with a curious light in his eyes.

“So you saying that you would miss me if I went?” He asks with hope in his eyes and that she would finally be a somewhat good mother to him now but I have a bad feeling about that.

“Oh Patton of course I would miss you! I mean who else in this place is going to touch up my roots, fluff my fur, and scrape the bunions off my feet?” Cruella says with a laugh as I watch the hope fade from his eyes… despite living here Patton is a really sweet person behind closed doors.

“On second thought maybe a new school will be nice.” He mumbles with a defeated look.

“Now, now Patton do you really want to go they have dogs in Topa.” Cruella asks her son with a wicked smile as his eyes widen before he finds a way to get to me and hugs my arm fearfully.

“Anx, I don’t want to go to Topa. They have dogs there and I’ll get eaten!” He says as he up at me with fear in his eyes and I rough up his hair a little with a smile once I see my mother’s back.

“Don’t worry Pat, if there are any dogs then I will make sure that you are safe, ok?” I whisper to him before I glare over at Cruella with a sneer on my lips before I turn my gaze over to Jafar and Logan I silently dare Jafar to do or say anything to Logan that would piss me off right now.

“What did you get today?” Jafar asks his son with a light nervous tone and I smirk at him darkly as Logan shows him what he was able to steal for his father before he reveals an old lamp.

“A lamp! Good work my boy.” He says to Logan as his eyes light up before he grabs a cloth and he begins to rub it, Logan gains his father attention and he shakes his head at him negatively.

“What is wrong with you all? People used to cower at the mention of our names! For 20 years, I have searched for a way off this island. For 20 years, they have robbed us from our revenge...” My mother calls out at the other villains as she leaves her throne allowing for Logan and Thomas to slip over to me and Patton rather easily without being notice as all eyes are on my mother.

“Here we go again...” I mutter to my friends bored as the four of us all watch my mother make her way down the steps from her throne over to the Evil queen with a dark sneer.

“They robbed you of your revenge on snow white and her horrible little men, Evil Queen.” My mother says gaining a hurt reaction but she then turns to face Jafar. “Revenge on Aladdin and his bloated genie!” Before Jafar could do or say anything about what he would to both Aladdin and the so called idiot of a genie my mother turns away from him so that she is now facing Cruella.

“Cold.” Logan mutters to me and I give him an half asked shrug of the shoulders that has him rolling his eyes at my normal uncaring attitude about what my mother does to other people.

“Revenge on every sneaky Dalmatian that escaped your clutches.” I roll my eyes at my friends at this as we have heard all of this before gaining snickers that are stifled so they aren’t heard.

“Oh, but they didn't get baby. They didn't get the... They didn't get the baby!” Cruella says as she strokes the stuffed animal that is around her neck before she laughs with a crazed smile.

“And lastly I, Maleficent... The evilest of them all.” My mother finally starts taking about herself as I was beginning to wonder when that was gonna start but it turns out that it’s now.

“As if you’re the evilest one of them all. Jafar is more scared of Anx then you.” Patton mutters so low that only the four of us can hear him and we find it hard to hide our laughter but we do.

“And I will finally have my long awaited revenge on sweet sleeping beauty and her perfect prince.” My mother says with a cruel and cold sigh leaving her lips just as she steals the hand mirror out of the Evil Queen’s hand so that she can look at herself with it instead of the Evil Queen.

“Alright, alright we get it can I please have my mirror back?” Thomas’s mother says to my own as she holds out her hand with a sigh, waiting for the mirror to be returned to its rightful owner.

“Villains the day has finally come for our revenge!” My Mother says as she gives the mirror back before us four kids decide that it’s save enough to make our way over to our parents.

“So what is in all of this for us again?” Logan speaks up, my mother gives Thomas’s mum a pointed look before Thomas is waved over to his mother and is handed her personal magic mirror.

“Your personal magic mirror… so this will help us to find the magic wand?” Thomas asks with a sigh gaining a nod from his mother before my own seems to have remembered something.

“Anxiety come over here.” My mother says to me as she opens the safe to get out her spell book… I make my way over to her slowly with the last two of my closest friend’s right behind me.

“I will make you proud… I won’t fail.” I tell her as she gives me the book before we suddenly hear a car honk meaning that we will be leaving soon… a lot of new people to have ‘fun’ with.

[glindalovesshoes]

Decluttering III

Day 1 of @oqpromptparty​

Read the previous two posts to this verse: Part I and Part II

Part III

Prompt: 91. Robin asks Henry to be his best man

                When school finishes, Henry is surprised to see none other than Robin waiting for him at the fence right next to the yellow school bus. It's not uncommon for his mom to send Robin to pick him up but usually she will tell him in advance. The man is dressed as always. Dark brown pants combined with the green jacket and a hoodie underneath.

“I thought you'd be taking the bus home with us, Henry!” Violet says surprised when she sees Robin. “Isn't that your… uh… Robin Hood?”

“It is. Perhaps something important came up and mom sent him to pick me up from school. I will see you tomorrow morning, Vi, right?”

The girl grins and nods. It looks like she wants to say something else, doesn't dare to, instead, she is fidgeting with the zipper of her backpack. Henry bites his lower lip, not ready to leave her standing like this even though he knows she won't be alone on the bus. Before he can think twice, he's pressing a quick kiss onto her cheek, mouthing a quick ‘bye’ and running off into Robin's direction, not daring to look back. He doesn't hear her gasp, nor does he see how she slightly blushes and presses her hand onto the spot where he just kissed her. Instead, Henry focuses on Robin, who looks rather nervously around until he finally spots him.

“Henry.”

“I didn’t know you were going to pick me up. Mom didn’t say anything this morning.” He lets his backpack dangle down from just one shoulder, hands stuffed into the pockets of his pants. Robin takes a moment to reply, seemingly looking for an answer before he lets out a sigh.

“It uh… was kind of last minute. I thought we could go and have lunch at Granny’s?” To Henry, all of this sounds more than suspicious, but who is he to turn down lunch at his favorite diner on the only day school’s out early for his grade. He and his mom used to do it on a regular basis before the curse broke and everything went downhill. Maybe he should ask her to consider making it a regular thing again. But first of all he has to find out what Robin wants.

“Burgers, milkshakes and a sundae for dessert?”

“Anything you like,” the archer answers and Henry wonders if his mom knows about this. Probably not. She’d never let him have all three and would insist on at least a side salad or a bunch of other greens. Ew. This must be something big. Robin either wants to bribe him or has done something he thinks needs bribing. Perhaps Roland stole one of his comics once again… Anyway, who is he to look a gift horse in the mouth?

They do small talk on the way to Granny's. Nothing big really, rather safe topics like 'How was school?' and 'How is Roland?' or 'Do you think you can finally teach me how to shoot an arrow any time soon?' Henry babbles a little, tells Robin about his day, about the good grade he received in a writing assignment, but somehow forgets to mention the math test he only passed because Violet let him copy her answers.

Granny's is busy as always, however when they enter, some of the dwarves are just leaving, so Henry quickly slides into the favored booth before anyone else can sneak it away from them. The moment Ruby gets to them to note down their order, he tries to push it by ordering a double cheeseburger with a side of fries, fried onion rings, extra ketchup and a large strawberry milkshake - his mom would have his head if she knew - while Robin sticks with the usual macaroni and cheese plus a small beer. The moment Henry sees him order alcohol; he just knows something is going on. Ruby just raises an eyebrow at both of them but doesn't say anything. They'll have to make it up to her with a hefty tip in the end in order to make sure she won't mention anything to his mom the next time.

Robin only picks at his food while Henry wolfs down everything just a little too fast. He's considering whether to ditch half of the onion rings for the sundae, but then again, he's a growing boy. Better eat it now than regret it later. So when Ruby clears their table, Henry orders a double chocolate sundae for dessert and the moment Robin doesn't say anything he feels like he just has to be the one to make the first step.

"So, Robin," he starts, taking a sip of his milkshake. "Will you finally tell me what's going on?"

"What do you mean?" Robin asks, but is given away by scratching his chin, a habit his mom once told him he only does when he's nervous.  

"Really? Picking me up from school, Granny's, letting me order everything I want… I might be a teenager but I'm not stupid. Mom would have my head if she knew I had all this for lunch plus a sundae."

"I should have said no to the sundae, should I?" the former thief chuckles before he takes a deep sigh. "You're very perceptive for your age."

"Not really. I just think it's funny adults still think they can bribe me with my favorite food and letting me have my way," the teenager smirks, finishing the last bit of his milkshake.

"It's working though, is it?"

"I won't tell if you won't," Henry grins with a wink, pushing the glass away from him. Okay. He's really full and maybe he shouldn't have gotten the sundae. But it's ice cream damn it, it'll fit into his stomach somehow.

"You're right. I wanted to talk to you, Henry. Maybe I should have made a better plan on how to do this…"

Henry's curious now. Whatever it is, it must be big because he's never seen Robin nervous like this. He, the legendary thief who steals from the rich to give to the poor has never been nervous in front of him. "I'm all ears. Shoot. Did Roland rip out a page from one of my comics?"

Robin's eyes shot up. "What? No! No, Roland has given every comic back he hoarded under his pillow. He practices reading with them, so… No. I wanted to talk to you about your mom... Regina."

"Is she okay?" is Henry's first question, because Robin wouldn't make such a drama if it weren't something serious.

"What? Oh, yes, she's fine; she's at the mayor's office. No, I want to talk to you about something that concerns all of us… and I thought of a million ways to say it, but I don't really know how right now." The young man waits, doesn't say anything just listens. It doesn't really seem to help Robin who takes a good long sip of his beer, closing his eyes before he pulls up his sleeve to uncover the lion tattoo. "You know what this is?"

"Yeah, it's the lion tattoo," Henry now answers, wondering where the archer is trying to go with this. He has an idea but doesn't say anything just yet. Perhaps he's completely wrong about it… he hopes not.

"That's right. It's a family crest and I got it on my sixteenth birthday by my father's request. To me, it stands for everything I am, or rather, everything I used to be before I took off and became a better person, the person I am today." He pauses, looking at Regina's son, considering how to go on. "There used to be a time I wished I could get it removed for any price. But then I met your mother."

"According to the tattoo, you're soul mates." Henry knows the story, he's read it a million times and every time he wishes he could just take his pen and change her fate, have them meet before Regina became evil.

"It's true. According to the tattoo and the pixie dust Tinkerbell scattered, we are soul mates. But you know what? I loved your mom before I knew we were soul mates and I think we are meant to be together. Not just by fate, but also by choice."

Henry bites his lip, almost ready to say something about the whole Marian or rather Zelena thing, but he keeps his mouth shut. He knows why Robin did it and his mom has forgiven him for it. That's all that counts.

"Henry, I know what you're thinking. That I hurt her, that I'm not worthy of her… And I agree. I'm not."

"I never said that," Henry protests. "I know you love my mom and she loves you back. You're fated to be together and you make her happy."

"I try to. That's why I wanted to talk to you. Henry… I very much would like to marry your mother, if you will give me your blessing."

The teenager looks up; surprised he would even be asked such a question. He likes Robin a lot, Roland is like a little brother to him and looking at it all, they're a family. His mother has been happy ever since they came back, she's smiling, laughing… who is he to stand in the way of her happiness? Realizing Robin is holding his breath, still waiting for an answer, he smiles.

"I think I like the idea very much. Do you have a ring yet?"

"No…" Robin admits, "I didn't want to jump in front of the wagon. I thought… maybe you and Roland could give me your input on the ring thing. If you can keep the whole proposal thing a secret."

"Talk to Roland, not me. He tells mom everything the moment she bribes him with cookies." Quite an annoying habit, but Henry had gotten around to it by promising him double the cookies if he resisted Regina. Robin chuckles at that, knows how much of a sucker his son is for Regina's baked goods. Like father like son… though he rather is a sucker for, well… other things.  

Ruby brings the sundae with two spoons and a grin on her face. Of course the wolf has overheard their conversation, but she doesn't say anything. Good.

Just a second before Henry digs his spoon into the sundae, Robin asks him to wait, well, because there is another thing he has to ask. "One more thing, Henry… Will you be my best man?"

This time the boy seems honestly surprised at the archer's choice. Robin has thought about it a lot, the first thought had gone to John or Tuck, men he's known forever, but on second thought, Henry would become his stepson. Nothing much would change, he already loves him like a son, but it's still a step up. So his decision has been made. The only other thing he needs is an answer.

Henry blinks, once, twice, before a sincere smile spreads over his face.

"I would love to. Cheers!" He digs his spoon into the ice cream, taking a mouthful. Today couldn't get any better. He got the greasiest lunch he's had in weeks and his mom is one step closer to the happy ending she finally deserves.

Xxxxx

Weeks later the day they let the wooden coffin down into the cold, dark earth, his mind wanders back to this day, thinking how wrong he'd been.

[cherrywixe]

▸･ﾟ✧ — TASK 001. CHARACTER SURVEY @cypresshq

( &&. GENERAL INFORMATION )

Full name: Hali Laura Radford

Pronunciation: Hal-EE

Nickname(s) or alias: Hali Bear, Hali bo bali, Hal

Preferred name: Hali

Current age: 21

Astrological sign: Libra

Label: The Princess

Gender: Cisfemale

Preferred pronouns: She/her

Sexual preference: Bisexual

Romantic preference: Pansexual

Resides in: New York currently

Current occupation: Model

Language(s) spoken: English, French, Italian, currently learning sign language

Current marital status: Single

( &&. BACKGROUND )

Reason behind name: Means the ocean and a precious stone

Hometown: Los Angeles

( &&. PHYSICAL APPEARANCE )

Looks like: Aspen Mansfield (okaspen on Instagram)

Height: 5′4

Weight: 125

Shoe size: Eight

Figure/build: Hourglass

Hair colour, Dyed?: Natural blonde

Hair length: Down to waist

Eye colour: Blue

Glasses? Colour? / Contacts? Are they coloured?: Contacts worn 85% of the time, uncolored

Tattoos: Phoenix on side

Piercings: Ears

Birthmarks/scars/distinguishing marks: Scar on side of forehead

Dominant hand: Right

Usual style of clothing: Trendy, shorts and t-shirts

Frequently worn jewelry: Tiffany blue heart necklace and bracelet, rose gold diamond bracelet (both given as Christmas gifts this year)

Describe their voice, what accent?: “LA” accent

Describe their scent: Paris Hilton perfume

( &&. LEGAL INFORMATION )

Any speeding tickets?: Was pulled over once but got off with a warning

Have they ever been arrested?: No

Do they have a criminal record?: Not necessarily

Have they committed any violent crimes?: None

Property crimes?: None

Traffic crimes?: Off with a warning

Other crimes?: None

( &&. MEDICAL INFORMATION )

Blood type: AB positive

Date/time of birth: October 14th, 9:47pm

Place of birth: UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles

Sex: Female

Diet: Pescatarian (doesn’t eat mammals)

Smoker? / Drinker? / Drug User?, Which?: Occasional drinker

Allergies: Sesame

Do they get occasional checkups?: Yes

Ever broken a bone?: Broken thumb in eighth grade

Hospital visits, what for?: Was hit by a car and fell down the stairs, both in 2018

Any physical ailments/illnesses/disabilities: None

Any medication regularly taken: Anti depressants but she will never tell anyone that

( &&. CAREER INFORMATION )

Past occupation(s): Assistant at dads production company

Why are they no longer working as it?: Got a job as a model instead

Do they enjoy their current occupation?: Yes

Why do they do it?: It gives her an extra confidence boost and gets her parents to actually notice her but she tells everyone it’s because she loves seeing herself on posters

( &&. PERSONALITY )

Direct quote from them: “Don’t make someone a priority if they only make you an option” (x)

Positive traits: Loving, caring, funny

Negative traits: Self centered, controlling, closed off

Likes: Paris Hilton, dogs, her friends

Dislikes: Meanies, people that shame or doubt her

Strengths: Helpful, always there

Weaknesses: Easily hurt

Insecurities: This list is way too long and deep for her to ever reveal

Fears/phobias: Being alone

Habits: Playing with hair when nervous

Hobbies: Planning parties/get togethers

Secrets: She takes anti depressants and anxiety medication

Lucky number: 47

Pet peeves: People spelling or pronouncing her name wrong

( &&. FAVOURITES )

Food: Three cheese chicken penne

Drink: Cran-raspberry juice

Fast food restaurant: Jack in the Box

Flavour: Cherry

Word: Smorgasbord

Colour: Pink

Clothing: Oversized hoodie she stole from Fallon

Accessory: Tiffany blue heart necklace

Candle scent: Strawberry vanilla

Instrument: Piano

Game: Zombie

Animal: Koala

Holiday: Her birthday

Weather: Sunny

Season: Summer and fall

Book: Simon vs the Homosapien Agenda

Artist: Monet

Band/group: One Direction

Song: Half a Heart by One Direction

Movie/film: Ruby Sparks or Breakfast at Tiffany’s

TV show: H2O, Riverdale, and Criminal Minds

School subject: Science

Possession: Her pink stuffed bear

Number: 47

Emoji: 💕

( &&. SKILLS )

Talents: Identifying the One Direction song by the opening two notes

Can they ride a bike?: Yes

Do they play any sports?: No

Anything they’re bad at?: A lot

Do they have any combat training? Why?: No

( &&. FIRSTS )

Childhood memory: Mother mourning the anniversary of Freddie Mercury’s death

Crush: His name was Joey, he sat next to her in third grade and was her best friend

Job: Assistant at dads production company

Phone: Sliding keyboard

Computer: Blueberry iBook

Kiss: Michael (she couldn’t remember his last name for the life of her), they were both 17

Love: First boyfriend, Dominic

Sexual experience: Again, with her first boyfriend, Dominic, on her 19th birthday

( &&. CHILDHOOD )

What were they like as a child?: Bratty honestly

Any crushes growing up?: Plenty

Did they know/like their parents?: Her parents weren’t really around much

Worst influence on them as a kid?: Her older brother

Did they have a lot of friends?: Not really

Were they heavily punished?: No

Anything they wish they could cut out?: Again, plenty

Were they more feminine or masculine?: Feminine

Were they an early or late bloomer for puberty?: Early

Do they still know any of their childhood friends?: No, except her brother who was pretty much her best friend

Describe their childhood home: Her parents were always busy so she grew up with her nanny and her brother

( &&. THIS OR THAT )

Expensive or inexpensive tastes?

Hygienic or Unhygienic?

Open-minded or close-minded?

Introvert or extrovert?

Optimistic or pessimistic?

Daredevil or cautious?

Logical or emotional?

Generous or stingy?

Polite or rude?

Book smart or street smart?

Dominant or submissive?

Popular or loner? (or so she likes to think)

Leader or follower?

Day or night person?

Cat or dog person? (How dare you make her choose)

Closet door open or closed while sleeping?

( &&. FAMILY RELATIONSHIPS )

Father:

Describe their relationship: Were never around much, not necessarily a bad relationship though.

Mother:

Describe their relationship: Same as fathers

Brothers:

Describe their relationship: Were absolutely best friends growing up, they still adore each other now

( &&. SOCIAL MEDIA )

Do they have a Facebook? Twitter? Instagram? Vine? Snapchat? Tinder/Grindr? Tumblr? YouTube?

Twitter handle: “ParisHiltonWannabe”

Instagram user: “HaliMisses1D”

Snapchat user: “ParisHiltonWannabe”

( &&. MUSICAL TASTES )

Theme song: Can’t Do Better by Kim Petras

Can relate to: That’s My Girl by Fifth Harmony

Makes them happy: What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction

Makes them dance: Back For You by One Direction

Loves the most: T-Shirt by gnash

Describes them: Dear Insecurity by gnash

Would like to play at their funeral: Miss You by Louis Tomlinson (because if she’s dead she wants everyone to remember her and her love for Louis)

( &&. MISCELLANEOUS )

Do they have a fake I.D.?: Not anymore

Are they a virgin?: No

Describe their signature: Messy scribbled cursive writing

How long would they survive in a zombie apocalypse?: Not long at all

Do they travel?: Too much

One place they would like to live: Sydney, Australia

One place they would like to visit: Sydney, Australia

Celebrity crush: Louis Tomlinson and Tom Hardy

What can you find in their pockets/wallet/purse: Lipstick, hand mirror, phone, keys

Place(s) your character can always be found: Mall, with her best friends, beach, in her top floor two bedroom two bathroom apartment that she absolutely adores

When does your character like to wake up?: Late

What’s your character’s morning routine?: Wake up, contemplate waking up, check phone, brush teeth and wash face, have breakfast, get dressed

How does your character spend their free days?: With her friends

What does your character wear to bed?: Two piece pajamas

If your character can’t fall asleep, what are they thinking about?: The depths of the ocean or she just messages her friends until she falls asleep

What has been their greatest achievement?: Not dying

What is their idea of perfect happiness?: Being surrounded by people she loves and who love her back just as much

What or who is the greatest love of their life?: Her stuffed pink bear

What is one thing they’d most like to change about themselves?: Whatever it is everyone hates, she desperately wants to be liked

How would they like to die?: In her sleep

Do they snore?: Yes but she refuses to believe she does

Do they chew their pens/pencils?: Occasionally

Can they curl their tongue?: Yes

Can they whistle?: Not very well

Do they believe in the supernatural?: Yes

Have they ever cheated on anyone?: No

Have they ever been cheated on?: Yes

Has anyone ever broken their heart?: Two people have

Have they ever broken anyone’s heart?: Maybe? (Sorry Waverly)

Are they squeamish?: Sometimes

Have they ever killed anyone? Why? How?: No

Have they ever seen anyone die? What happened?: She was there when her grandma died

Are they a lightweight?: For wine? No. For regular alcohol? Yes

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Steven Universe So Far: One Sentence Summaries For Each Episode! [The Way I Saw It At Least] (End of 2017 Edition)

Thanks to the episodes premiering on the App, I had to wait until all the episodes had premiered on TV to release this update. Enjoy!

Gem Glow: His first episode. Laser Light Cannon: Amethyst loves being used as ammo. Cheeseburger Backpack: Now available to buy online! Together Breakfast: His first Memetic Mutation. Frybo: Steven defies Broadcast Standards and Practices. Cat Fingers: WOMP WOMP. Bubble Buddies: A ship sails. Serious Steven: Strawberry Fields Forever. Tiger Millionaire: Better than John Cena, that’s for sure. Steven’s Lion: A companionship is formed. Arcade Mania: Meat Beat Mania too much for the UK, apparently. Giant Woman: His first encounter with a fusion. So Many Birthdays: In which Rebecca Sugar reveals her diabolical plan to make everyone watching cry their eyes out for the first time. Lars and the Cool Kids: Whatever you do, DON’T insult Steven’s mum! Onion Trade: In which everyone begins making theories about Onion being the actual Big Bad of the franchise. Steven the Sword Fighter: “Where there’s life, there’s…..” Lion 2: The Movie: Lion is a well-behaved movie patron. Beach Party: Garnet fails at telling lies. Rose’s Room: Nightmare fuel comes as standard. Coach Steven: The song will never get out of your head. Joking Victim: His first work experience session. Steven and the Stevens: Steven makes the Time Lords cry. Monster Buddies: Sponsored by CHAAAAPS potato crisps. An Indirect Kiss: The ship travels at a fine lick. Mirror Gem: Where the franchise changes course and becomes a drama. Ocean Gem: His first close encounter with other Gems. House Guest: Healing spit, we hardly knew ye. Space Race: Ground control to Major Tom, your circuits’ dead, there’s something wrong. Secret Team: Sssh, Secret Team! Island Adventure: Makes the Steven/Connie ship look like a raft. Keep Beach City Weird: At least we got to talk with Ronaldo afterwards, even though he wasn’t prepared for it in hindsight. Fusion Cuisine: Steven gets into the biggest amount of trouble yet. Garnet’s Universe: Estelle works that microphone for ten minutes. Watermelon Steven: His first business deal. Lion 3: Straight to Video: Pass the tissues. Warp Tour: The Dorito debuts. Alone Together: The ship reaches maximum speed. The Test: Time to cry your eyes out again, fans! Future Vision: Wild Beedrill appeared! On the Run: Amethyst makes the Crystal Gems guilty and the fanbase cry. Horror Club: Or ‘Do You Want Fries With That Doughnut?’ Winter Forecast: The ship gains an icebreaker. Maximum Capacity: Amethyst unintentionally causes controversy. Marble Madness: The Dorito debates with Steven. Rose’s Scabbard: You can fit any piece of music with the final scene. Open Book: Cartoon Network buggers up continuity and Rose’s Room makes the situation worse. Shirt Club: Steven gets away with referencing the Kennedy assassination. Story for Steven: His origin story. The Message: Steven inspires a Youtube musician. Political Power: MAY-OR DEW-EY! Say Uncle: Uncle Grandpa tries to inject one last bout of comedy into the show before it all goes down, only to divide the fanbase in his attempt. The Return: “It’s the end, but the moment has been prepared for…” Jail Break: His final stand.

Full Disclosure: The ship steers through jagged rocks. Joy Ride: The Dorito’s driving vehicle is discovered. Love Letters: A mailman wishes to become Garnet’s American Boy. Reformed: “Physician, heal thyself.” Sworn to the Sword: The ship gets equipped. Rising Tides, Crashing Skies: Or ‘Keep Beach City Weird: The Animated Series’. Keeping it Together: The Dorito disturbs Garnet. We Need to Talk: Pearl’s salty 90s period. Chille Tid: So disturbing a Hiatus had to be reinstated. We Are the Crystal Gems [1/6]: The National Anthem of Steven Universe Lovers. What Are Gems? [2/6]: In which Steven becomes even more cuter in chibi form. How Are Gems Made? [3/6]: Amethyst debunks dozens of fan theories in one lecture. Fusion [4/6]: "The Answer" in ballet form. Unboxing [5/6]: His first TubeTube video. Lion Loves to Fit in a Box [6/6]: Beach City gets hit by the cat video bug. Cry for Help: The Dorito distributes dissension in the ranks….or does she? Keystone Motel: A handy guide to understanding an autistic person’s mindset, so I discovered. Onion Friend: In which everyone begins making MORE theories about Onion being the actual Big Bad of the franchise. Historical Friction: Jamie provides the fanbase with ideas on how to make an “Ember Island Players” version of the show. Friend Ship: The Dorito dislikes dusty old Gem tech. Nightmare Hospital: The ship’s secrets are brought to light. Sadie’s Song: Steven becomes increasingly popular on Tumblr for a week, and makes Cartoon Network history at the same time. Catch and Release: The Dorito comes out of her chip-based shell. When it Rains: Peridot panics over precarious precipitation. Back to the Barn: Peridot and Pearl pettifog, pummel, and pacify. Too Far: Peridot practically plows predicaments into a Hiatus. The Answer: Ruby, Sapphire, and Garnet's origin stories. Steven's Birthday: The ship departs after refueling [OR: The reason Steven had his own week-long event]. It Could've Been Great: The Turning Point of Steven Quartz Universe. Message Received: Steven rocks the hoodie look. Log Date 7 15 2: Peridot's player gets pawned and perused.

Super Watermelon Island: In which Cartoon Network UK cocks up big time and completely spoils the episode for everyone else. Gem Drill: Our cinnamon roll journeys to the center of the Earth. Same Old World: Steven can show you the world...! Barn Mates: I always wear a leak on St. David's Day! Hit the Diamond: Romance in the Outfield. Steven Floats: It does exactly what it says on the tin. Drop Beat Dad: Such an important event, even the Crewniverse had to check it out! Mr. Greg: His first musical [OR: Pearl's salty-tearful reconciliation]. Too Short to Ride: If you know where to look, you can actually Cheep Peridot right now! The New Lars: Matthew Moy makes up for lost time. Beach City Drift: The ship gains the ability to run on land [OR: Ronaldo auditions for Top Gear]. Restaurant Wars: Ronaldo is finally accepted by (a vast majority of) the fanbase. Kiki's Pizza Delivery Service: Steven uses up his pun quota for the season. Monster Reunion: Leaked from the servers, still sponsored by CHAAAAPS potato crisps. Alone at Sea: No fish were harmed during the making of this episode. Greg the Babysitter: "Meh." Gem Hunt: The ship survives the wilderness. Crack the Whip: "Stop, you're making me giddy...!" Steven vs. Amethyst: Pearl makes good use of traditional seaside shops. Bismuth, Part 1: Rainbow is the new Gem. [OR: His 100th episode!] Bismuth, Part 2: Vengeance is an old vice. Beta: Bow ties are cool! Earthlings: Two heads are better than one, but all bets are off when you and your co-worker's jobs are to protect episodes from being leaked. Back to the Moon: On the moon, no one can hear a thousand Tumblr moms scream. Bubbled: In space, no one can hear a thousand Tumblr moms cry.

Kindergarten Kid: Corruptius Geminius vs. Doritus Clodius Know Your Fusion: Smoky Quartz and Sardonyx take over the Network from the Titans for 11 minutes. Buddy's Book: Jamie's fledgling theatrical career begins to pay off. Mindful Education: Two months' worth of summer adventures finally take their toll on the ship. Future Boy Zoltron: Featuring Neil Gaiman in a role you won't see coming! Last One Out of Beach City: Pearl attempts to roleplay a popular AU version of herself. [OR: Pearl's salty night out] Onion Gang: We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun, but the wine and the song, like the seasons, have all gone. Cooking With Lion [1/5]: "But, Your Honor, he stole my act!" - Francis Gem Karaoke [2/5]: All singing, no crying. Steven Reacts [3/5]: Even Steven can't stand Hiatuses! Video Chat [4/5]: Skype Chats Between Gems. Steven Song Time [5/5]: Or "Summer of Steven: Epilogue" Gem Harvest, Part 1: Steven ditches his Knife for a common or garden Trowel. Gem Harvest, Part 2: Steven and Lapis take to the air and some Steventhusiasts take to petitioning Mr. Enter for an Animated Atrocity entry. Three Gems & a Baby: Peace and goodwill to all Steventhusiasts, and love for the cinnamon roll... Steven's Dream: Three days into 2017 and the entire Stevenbomb gets leaked - that's gotta be a record! Adventures in Light Distortion: The Shorty Squad gets two new members. Gem Heist: Steven is obviously a Mysterious Cities of Gold fan. The Zoo: Ronaldo's not so stupid now, is he, Steventhusiasts!? That Will Be All: Blue and Yellow make Green melodies. The New Crystal Gems: Connie helps to promote the second wave of Funko Pop vinyl figures. Storm in the Room: "Why don't you ask her yourself?" Rocknaldo: In which it's beddy-bye-bo's time for (a vast majority of) Ronaldo's fanbase. Tiger Philanthropist: Tiger Millionaire raises his fists, Purple Puma raises the roof, and Lars raises up a stink! Room for Ruby: Lapis and Peridot regret not watching "The Wrong Trousers" the night before. Lion 4: Alternate Ending: This episode not being leaked in the first place is the actual alternate ending! Doug Out: In which the thoughts of a Super Mario/Steven Universe crossover game that never will be make this blogger cry to sleep. The Good Lars: Jenny plays a mean melodia. Are You My Dad?: We love our bread, we love our butter, but most of all we love each other! I Am My Mom: There's nothing I could do, a total eclipse of the heart.

Stuck Together: Forever's gonna start tonight. The Trial: TEAR DOWN THE WALL!!! Off Colors: Every now and then Lars gets a little bit tired of listening to the sound of his tears. Lars' Head: Every now and then we get a little bit terrified of Hiatuses, and then we see the look in the show's eyes! Dewey Wins: As the ship sinks, Steven learns the definition of the word 'Repercussion'. [OR: Not actually a repeat of 'Off Colors' this time!] Raising the Barn: Onion sets his stakes high by cornering the agricultural market. Gemcation: Steven projects his angst, Pearl projects her hatred of reptiles, and Ronaldo projects his voice. Back to the Kindergarten: The Shorty Squad get their Ground Force on! Sadie Killer: Steven is a bad, bad boy, apparently. Kevin Party: Rebecca Sugar finds some inspiration for her next story meeting, but can the ship be salvaged in time? [OR: I don't care what you say, Steven doesn't look anything like that boy from Aberdale!] Steven's Secret Rap Career: His first official/unofficial fan video. [OR: The franchise transcends cultdom, thanks to MKatwood.]

[philthevaliant-stuff]

Steven Universe So Far: One Sentence Summaries For Each Episode! [The Way I Saw It At Least] (Post Stevenbombs 5 & 6 Edition)

Gem Glow: His first episode. Laser Light Cannon: Amethyst loves being used as ammo. Cheeseburger Backpack: Now available to buy online! Together Breakfast: His first Memetic Mutation. Frybo: Steven defies Broadcast Standards and Practices. Cat Fingers: WOMP WOMP. Bubble Buddies: A ship sails. Serious Steven: Strawberry Fields Forever. Tiger Millionaire: Better than John Cena, that’s for sure. Steven’s Lion: A companionship is formed. Arcade Mania: Meat Beat Mania too much for the UK, apparently. Giant Woman: His first encounter with a fusion. So Many Birthdays: In which Rebecca Sugar reveals her diabolical plan to make everyone watching cry their eyes out for the first time. Lars and the Cool Kids: Whatever you do, DON’T insult Steven’s mum! Onion Trade: In which everyone begins making theories about Onion being the actual Big Bad of the franchise. Steven the Sword Fighter: “Where there’s life, there’s…..” Lion 2: The Movie: Lion is a well-behaved movie patron. Beach Party: Garnet fails at telling lies. Rose’s Room: Nightmare fuel comes as standard. Coach Steven: The song will never get out of your head. Joking Victim: His first work experience session. Steven and the Stevens: Steven makes the Time Lords cry. Monster Buddies: Sponsored by CHAAAAPS potato crisps. An Indirect Kiss: The ship travels at a fine lick. Mirror Gem: Where the franchise changes course and becomes a drama. Ocean Gem: His first close encounter with other Gems. House Guest: Healing spit, we hardly knew ye. Space Race: Ground control to Major Tom, your circuits’ dead, there’s something wrong. Secret Team: Sssh, Secret Team! Island Adventure: Makes the Steven/Connie ship look like a raft. Keep Beach City Weird: At least we got to talk with Ronaldo afterwards, even though he wasn’t prepared for it in hindsight. Fusion Cuisine: Steven gets into the biggest amount of trouble yet. Garnet’s Universe: Estelle works that microphone for ten minutes. Watermelon Steven: His first business deal. Lion 3: Straight to Video: Pass the tissues. Warp Tour: The Dorito debuts. Alone Together: The ship reaches maximum speed. The Test: Time to cry your eyes out again, fans! Future Vision: Wild Beedrill appeared! On the Run: Amethyst makes the Crystal Gems guilty and the fanbase cry. Horror Club: Or ‘Do You Want Fries With That Doughnut?’ Winter Forecast: The ship gains an icebreaker. Maximum Capacity: Amethyst unintentionally causes controversy. Marble Madness: The Dorito debates with Steven. Rose’s Scabbard: You can fit any piece of music with the final scene. Open Book: Cartoon Network buggers up continuity and Rose’s Room makes the situation worse. Shirt Club: Steven gets away with referencing the Kennedy assassination. Story for Steven: His origin story. The Message: Steven inspires a Youtube musician. Political Power: MAY-OR DEW-EY! Say Uncle: Uncle Grandpa tries to inject one last bout of comedy into the show before it all goes down, only to divide the fanbase in his attempt. The Return: “It’s the end, but the moment has been prepared for…” Jail Break: His final stand.

Full Disclosure: The ship steers through jagged rocks. Joy Ride: The Dorito’s driving vehicle is discovered. Love Letters: A mailman wishes to become Garnet’s American Boy. Reformed: “Physician, heal thyself.” Sworn to the Sword: The ship gets equipped. Rising Tides, Crashing Skies: Or ‘Keep Beach City Weird: The Animated Series’. Keeping it Together: The Dorito disturbs Garnet. We Need to Talk: Pearl’s salty 90s period. Chille Tid: So disturbing a Hiatus had to be reinstated. We Are the Crystal Gems [1/6]: The National Anthem of Steven Universe Lovers. What Are Gems? [2/6]: In which Steven becomes even more cuter in chibi form. How Are Gems Made? [3/6]: Amethyst debunks dozens of fan theories in one lecture. Fusion [4/6]: "The Answer" in ballet form. Unboxing [5/6]: His first TubeTube video. Lion Loves to Fit in a Box [6/6]: Beach City gets hit by the cat video bug. Cry for Help: The Dorito distributes dissension in the ranks….or does she? Keystone Motel: A handy guide to understanding an autistic person’s mindset, so I discovered. Onion Friend: In which everyone begins making MORE theories about Onion being the actual Big Bad of the franchise. Historical Friction: Jamie provides the fanbase with ideas on how to make an “Ember Island Players” version of the show. Friend Ship: The Dorito dislikes dusty old Gem tech. Nightmare Hospital: The ship’s secrets are brought to light. Sadie’s Song: Steven becomes increasingly popular on Tumblr for a week, and makes Cartoon Network history at the same time. Catch and Release: The Dorito comes out of her chip-based shell. When it Rains: Peridot panics over precarious precipitation. Back to the Barn: Peridot and Pearl pettifog, pummel, and pacify. Too Far: Peridot practically plows predicaments into a Hiatus. The Answer: Ruby, Sapphire, and Garnet's origin stories. Steven's Birthday: The ship departs after refueling [OR: The reason Steven had his own week-long event]. It Could've Been Great: The Turning Point of Steven Quartz Universe. Message Received: Steven rocks the hoodie look. Log Date 7 15 2: Peridot's player gets pawned and perused.

Super Watermelon Island: In which Cartoon Network UK cocks up big time and completely spoils the episode for everyone else. Gem Drill: Our cinnamon roll journeys to the center of the Earth. Same Old World: Steven can show you the world...! Barn Mates: I always wear a leak on St. David's Day! Hit the Diamond: Romance in the Outfield. Steven Floats: It does exactly what it says on the tin. Drop Beat Dad: Such an important event, even the Crewniverse had to check it out! Mr. Greg: His first musical [OR: Pearl's salty-tearful reconciliation]. Too Short to Ride: If you know where to look, you can actually Cheep Peridot right now! The New Lars: Matthew Moy makes up for lost time. Beach City Drift: The ship gains the ability to run on land [OR: Ronaldo auditions for Top Gear]. Restaurant Wars: Ronaldo is finally accepted by (a vast majority of) the fanbase. Kiki's Pizza Delivery Service: Steven uses up his pun quota for the season. Monster Reunion: Leaked from the servers, still sponsored by CHAAAAPS potato crisps. Alone at Sea: No fish were harmed during the making of this episode. Greg the Babysitter: "Meh." Gem Hunt: The ship survives the wilderness. Crack the Whip: "Stop, you're making me giddy...!" Steven vs. Amethyst: Pearl makes good use of traditional seaside shops. Bismuth, Part 1: Rainbow is the new Gem. [OR: His 100th episode!] Bismuth, Part 2: Vengeance is an old vice. Beta: Bow ties are cool! Earthlings: Two heads are better than one, but all bets are off when you and your co-worker's jobs are to protect episodes from being leaked. Back to the Moon: On the moon, no one can hear a thousand Tumblr moms scream. Bubbled: In space, no one can hear a thousand Tumblr moms cry.

Kindergarten Kid: Corruptius Geminius vs. Doritus Clodius Know Your Fusion: Smoky Quartz and Sardonyx take over the Network from the Titans for 11 minutes. Buddy's Book: Jamie's fledgling theatrical career begins to pay off. Mindful Education: Two months' worth of summer adventures finally take their toll on the ship. Future Boy Zoltron: "Time to make history." Last One Out of Beach City: Pearl attempts to roleplay a popular AU version of herself. [OR: Pearl's salty night out] Onion Gang: We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun, but the wine and the song, like the seasons, have all gone. Cooking With Lion [1/5]: "But, Your Honor, he stole my act!" - Francis Gem Karaoke [2/5]: All singing, no crying. Steven Reacts [3/5]: Even Steven can't stand Hiatuses! Video Chat [4/5]: Skype Chats Between Gems. Steven Song Time [5/5]: Or "Summer of Steven: Epilogue" Gem Harvest, Part 1: Steven ditches his Knife for a common or garden Trowel. Gem Harvest, Part 2: Steven and Lapis take to the air and some Steventhusiasts take to petitioning Mr. Enter for an Animated Atrocity entry. Three Gems & a Baby: Peace and goodwill to all Steventhusiasts, and love for the cinnamon roll... Steven's Dream: Three days into 2017 and the entire Stevenbomb gets leaked - that's gotta be a record! Adventures in Light Distortion: The Shorty Squad gets two new members. Gem Heist: Steven is obviously a Mysterious Cities of Gold fan. The Zoo: Ronaldo's not so stupid now, is he, Steventhusiasts!? That Will Be All: Blue and Yellow make Green melodies. The New Crystal Gems: Connie helps to promote the second wave of Funko Pop vinyl figures. Storm in the Room: "Why don't you ask her yourself?" Rocknaldo: In which it's beddy-bye-bo's time for (a vast majority of) Ronaldo's fanbase. Tiger Philanthropist: Tiger Millionaire raises his fists, Purple Puma raises the roof, and Lars raises up a stink! Room for Ruby: Lapis and Peridot regret not watching "The Wrong Trousers" the night before. Lion 4: Alternate Ending: This episode not being leaked in the first place is the actual alternate ending! Doug Out: In which the thoughts of a Super Mario/Steven Universe crossover game that never will be make this blogger cry to sleep. The Good Lars: Jenny plays a mean melodia. Are You My Dad?: We love our bread, we love our butter, but most of all we love each other! I Am My Mom: There's nothing I could do, a total eclipse of the heart.

Stuck Together: Forever's gonna start tonight. The Trial: TEAR DOWN THE WALL!!! Off Colors: Every now and then Lars gets a little bit tired of listening to the sound of his tears. Lars' Head: "We're going to have an incredibly long Hiatus soon!" - Padparadscha