1912-20

[lovemikage]

𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 ; 𝐠. 𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

a/n — i am…rusty so forgive me that this is so short! but i wanted to get smth out for my shawties and bc my gil brainrot is sooooo bad .. anyway enjoy! pink lady!reader, reader is latina, fem!reader <3 for @cyansadness sorry this took like eight million years </3

summary — a look into your relationship with your favorite boy, gil rizzo.

wc — 620

“hey hey hey, did’ya really think i’d let you get out without me doin’ it for you? c’mon, get back in.”

your boyfriend’s eyebrows are knit together tightly in a way you could think of as disappointed if it wasn’t for the little smirk playing at his lips.

you give him a long look, one eyebrow raised because seriously? he cannot be serious right now.

but he is, and you both stare at each other for a moment before you let out a dramatic groan and clamber back into the driver’s side of your car.

“y’know, rizzo —“ you speak as you duck back in, closing the door and clasping your hands politely in your lap, “if you had just picked me up then we wouldn’t even be havin’ this problem—“

“—that’s not my fault!” gil’s response comes out faster than you can even finish your sentence, his tone laced with offense, “i had to drop betty off today! and she was very upset she couldn’t see you, by the way, talked my ear off the entire drive about how it wasn’t fair that she ‘had to be stuck with her idiot brother and not his cool girlfriend’. personally i think it’s gotta be that time of the month or somethin’ because—“

gil cuts himself off the second he sees the glare you give him, immediately holding his hands up, “sorry, sorry! i’ll stop talking, i should definitely stop talking.”

“proud of you, you never realize it that quickly.” you grin, watching him open your car door and reaching your hand out in a very practiced gesture. the feel of his larger hand holding yours is familiar, comforting, and you can’t help but feel your face heat up at the touch. quickly you deflect, “and make sure to tell betty i’ll take her out for a manicure soon. no icky boys invited.”

gil holds his heart as if he’s been shot and the giggle it pulls from you is completely unintentional.

how annoying. you’ve been with gil for how long and he still makes you feel like a little girl writing “mrs. richie valdovinos <3” in your diary (if anyone reminds gil of this he might kill them).

gil closes the door behind you and you smile up at him, already turning so he can help you put your favorite article of clothing on — your pretty pink jacket. nancy had even added a sweet heart next to your name, as per your request (though she had to let you know she hated it).

“thank you, amor.” you grin, going onto your tip toes so you can press a soft kiss to his lips. his hands come to rest on your waist and when you pull back the bright blush on his cheeks is evident in spite of his efforts to hide it. you like him like this, vulnerable and sweet and hopelessly lovesick.

the second your lips touch again you pause, leaning back to raise an eyebrow at him, “baby, what time is it?”

“two thirty, pretty girl, why?”

“god dammit, i’ve got class — walk me there?”

gil shoots you a grin that reminds you of the day you two met and you fell in love, nodding and quickly spinning you so you two can start walking.

his hand finds its way to what seems like its forever home, the back pocket of your blue jeans, and you feel your heart flutter in your chest; it’s a feeling you don’t think you’ll ever get used to, but to you that’s not a bad thing.

it just means that gil rizzo will always have the annoyingly endearing ability to make you remember exactly why you fell in love in the first place.

tagging some of my rotpl babes (i’m sorry if you didn’t wanna be tagged but I figured you’d like it </3): @sirenlulls @angeltails @fabiolajyx

[iloveyourwritingthankyou]

Creeping closer and closer to becoming one of those 'fine ill do it myself' people bc there is not enough x reader fanfiction for rise of the pink ladies to keep me happy

[iguana-eyanna]

Could I request Gil x reader based on the song ‘washing machine heart’ where she is dating him and it’s been perfect for the both of him but the lyric “I know who you pretend I am because no matter how much Gil likes the reader…he will always love Olivia

T🪽Birds request: Two Hearts, Broken

You and Gil were in his car, silently driving to your house at night.

You just came from a fun night with everyone at the bowling alley. The T-Birds and the Pink Ladies were in mixed teams and everyone was having a good time.

But you couldn't shake the feeling of Gil when he was around Olivia. When you first dated, he told you that he had liked Olivia before, but it never led to anything else. You believed what he said, but you looked at how Gil and Olivia would cheer when they score or steal each other's glances, smiling like they hold a secret.

And that's when you asked Gil to take you home.

He knew too, that you didn't deserve that. He really liked you, truly he did. But when it came to Olivia, he felt weak. As you both saw the front of your house, he parked and turned off his car.

Gil tried to think of what to say. He wanted to apologize, he wanted to say that you were the only one for him. But somehow, you were the first to say it.

"I know who you pretend I am."

Gil falls silent as he looks away from your stinging eyes. You both know the truth, but neither would admit the truth. But now it lingered in the air like smoke, making it hard to breathe.

Gil looks at you, knowing that he broke your heart and your love.

"I don't want you to be anyone else." Gil said.

You give a dry chuckle as you brush your tears away.

"You have a funny way of showing it."

An uncomfortable silence falls between you again and you say a more painful truth.

"I think it's best if we should take a break."

Gil said your name but you pause him.

"We both know we can't go on like this. I need to think on us and... maybe you need to figure things out."

He felt his heart being ripped out of his ribcage, but he forced himself to nod his head.

He still went out of his side and opened your door to walk you to your front porch.

As you were about to go inside your house, Gil called out.

"I'm not going to give up on us." he said. You don't reply back and you go inside, closing the door as you sunk to the ground, hugging your knees as you cried.

You hear his car drive away. Some part of you knows that he never wanted to hurt you.

But his heart belonged to someone else... and unfortunately, it wasn't you.

[toastedwrittenthoughts]

Just a thought...

So I know we haven't had a drag race yet, and I would just like to say that technically, we have met the leaders of the future Pink Ladies, Frenchy and Rizzo but WHAT IF, when we finally do get to see the race, that that is where we meet the future TBirds?

Like, imagine Gil and Richie getting ready to race, or just walking around, checking out the competition/cars and they see two boys, a few years younger than them, looking over their signature TBird car? 

Walking over, they greet them make a few comments about their jackets, talk cars, tell them that they are part of a group from Rydell High and when the warning for the race is about to begin, they introduce themselves before parting ways? 

Richie reaches out to the dark haired one. "Im Richie." 

"Im Daniel. Daniel Zuko." They shake as Gil steps forward, twirling keys on his fingers.

"Names Kenickie." The other one would say, still looking over the car. "Who's wheels are these?

"Mine. I'm Gil." He calls as he opens the door, sliding into the drivers seat. "Back up guys. I gotta race to win." Richie would watch as they back up and wave over at Potato and Shy Guy to where they would meet up to watch for the race and its then Danny taps Kenickie on the shoulder when he spots the Pink Ladies walking through the crowd looking gorgeous in their matching jackets and points to them. They gawk, they cant help it.

"Who are they?" Kenickie asks as he and Zuko watch as the other TBirds join up with them. Cynthia would joke around with the guys, Nancy just being intense and full of colourful flair..

"They're the Pink Ladies." Gil says as he pops a stick of gum. "Rydells very own girl gang." They joke around, the girls smile and keep walking through the crowd but two of them look around before locking eyes with em. Jane smiles and winks at Richie who pops his collar while Olivia looks at Gil and undoes her neck scarf to be the flag girl and gets a revved engine out of Gil who returns her flirty smile. Zuko and Kenickie look from them to the TBirds who now seem to stand a little taller.

"Bet they'd be some fun action." Kenickie jokes as he nudges Zuko with his elbow who laughs with him.

Gil revs the car again cutting him off and when Zuko and Kenickie look back at Richie and Gil, gone are the easy going guys. They have a harder look to them, a non verbal warning.

"You think that you guys would have a shot with them?" Richie would sound doubtful and joking at the same time.

"What's to say we don't?" Zuko tossed back looking between them.

"Have a shot?" Gil laughed, looking at Richie who shook his head and pulled out his comb to run it through his hair. "Hey Richie, what's that old saying Shy Guy had when he boxed?"

"You're punching above your weight." Richie supplied and when they didn't seem to get the reference, he simplified it. "They are in a different class than you guys."

"Meaning?"

"You ain't TBirds." Gil states slipping glasses on as cars begin to coast and take positions.

"So?"

"Pink Ladies are OUR ladies. TBird girls. They ain't easy like cheerleaders, you gotta work hard for 'em." Richie looked back at Jane, took a deep breath and let it out. "But damn are they worth it."

"So to get girls like that, we gotta be TBirds?" Zuko asked as Richie hopped in to hitch a ride. He'd hop out when Gil got close to the starting line.

"That's right." Richie nodded, propping his foot up and rested his arm on his upraised knee. "But not just anyone can be a TBird. You gotta earn the jacket first. Then you earn your Lady."

"How do you get a jacket?"

"If your serious about it, come to Rydell and find out." Richie stats as he put on his sunglasses. "Let's go, Gil. Danny, Kenickie... be seeing you around."

Zuko and Kenickie watch as they drive off, looking bad ass. Richie gets out after giving a good luck tap on Gil's shoulder and the side of the car before hauling it to where the gangs are. Zuko watches as Richie sides up to Jane and put his arm around her shoulder while she snuggles up a little to him. Gil gets a smile from Olivia who takes her place to flag the race.

They cheer and freak out in typical TBird fashion when Gil win the race and pulls Olivia over the driver door for a victory kiss.

"We gotta join up with these guys." Zuko would say out loud and Kenickie would nod in agreement.

"Defiantly."

[muckrakerhq]

PRESENTING … FONDUE FOR TWO, EVERY TUESDAY, HOSTED BY JOEY HUMMEL-ANDERSON.

featuring… this week’s guests, @auroraowen​ & @steviebeckett​

fondue for two is a weekly internet talk show hosted by joey hummel-anderson. fondue for two, joey, and the muckraker team strive to get all the steaming gossip while he interviews guests of his choice over a steaming pot of cheese.

[The same old Joey’s room, same as before – Joey sitting across from Stevie and Rory, while Gil the Fish is on his bowl in between them]

JOEY: Welcome back to Fondue for Two! Since last week we had Ivy and Lincoln here with us and they’re playing Danny and Rizzo in Grease, I thought that it would probably for the best if I invited the people who are playing Sandy and Rizzo on the nights that no one cares about! In other words, I finally got Danny as I deserve, but this isn’t about me! I have here with me, Rory Owen and Stevie Beckett! How do you feel about being here?

STEVIE: Since when do people not care about closing night?

RORY: I think all days are equally important, but thanks for inviting me on here Joey. I kinda thought this was only reserved for people you liked.

JOEY: No one cares about closing night, Stevie. And it was hard for me to invite the two of you over, but it's fine, I'll just have to burn those chairs. First question is for Rory: care to explain what happened to the Schuemobile?

RORY: No comment. Any relation to me destroying the Schuemobile is simply just rumors. And I’m definitely not saying this because this video could be incriminating.

JOEY: Okay, that's fair enough! I still think you did it though, so I'll keep my eye out on you just in case. Next question is for Stevie: out of the gay boys in our school, who's the second hottest? I'm already first, so.

STEVIE: I'm definitely first hottest, so... you? Congrats.

JOEY: Stop lying in front of Gil the Fish, that's rude. Anyway, what are you guys most excited about the musical?

RORY: Being able to play a part that I actually deserve. Don’t get me wrong, I’m absolutely thrilled to play Jan but... we all know who had the best Danny audition and it wasn’t Julien or Ivy.

STEVIE: Getting to knock the socks off of the audience with my rendition of 'Hopelessly Devoted to You' on B nights. And getting to piss off any backwoods townie homophobes by telling an enchanting gay love story on stage. Even if it does mean I have to kiss you, Joey.

JOEY: You're right, the best Danny audition was mine, I'm glad that we could agree on that! And Stevie, the thought of kissing you makes my skin crawl, but I'm willing to do it because I really want to play Danny. Okay, next up, we have a little game. Fuck, marry, kill: Theo, Kaden and Cam. And don't worry, the internet is a safe place.

STEVIE: They're all straight, right? Snooze, I'll let Rory take this one.

RORY: Well, I’ve already fucked two of the three so I guess I’ll fuck Cam since I haven’t yet, marry Theo, and kill Kaden. Pretty refreshing lineup in my opinion.

JOEY: Stevie, it's supposed to be a game! You have to answer! Wait, Rory you slept with Theo? Can you whisper in my ear if the Evian water bottle rumors are true?

RORY: Evian water bottle rumors? What?

STEVIE: Oh, well if that's true I know my line up.

STEVIE: Unless I'm missing something.

JOEY: Stevie, just answer the question! Rory, we'll talk after the video is over. [looks at the camera for a while and then back to Stevie]

STEVIE: I'm invoking my fifth amendment right, and would like to instead use this time to encourage everyone to vote for me for Homecoming King.

RORY: I thought you weren’t on the ballot?

STEVIE: Please tell me my sister's curse is not passing on to me.

JOEY: You have a sister?

JOEY: Right, I'm getting distracted, the Evian water bottle thing threw me off. Moving on, Stevie, why do you dress like my dad?

RORY: Joey, he has a literal twin.

STEVIE: If you're referring to your fabulous if a tad washed up father Kurt, I'll just say it's an honor to be compared to him.

JOEY: I don't mean him, I mean my dad Blaine. You're telling me if I pulled out one of his bowties right now, what are the odds that you already own it?

STEVIE: It's rare of me to rock a bowtie, but considering I'm pretty sure your dads could have me fired in an instant for whatever I say on here, I'll just say pass on the fashion inquisition, thanks.

JOEY: I guess that's fair enough, just don't go steal clothes from my dad or he'll be really mad. Rory, I heard a rumor that you're taking Drew McCarthy to Sadie's! Is this because he reminds you of a lost puppy? Because that's what I think.

RORY: No? I mean, he’s a bit like a lost puppy but that’s not why we’re going together.

JOEY: Then why are you going together?

RORY: Because we’re friends.

JOEY: So, you don't want to jump in his pants?

RORY: Why would I want to do that?

JOEY: I don't know, I was just wondering. You're very defensive about all of this. Anyway, Stevie, who are you taking to Sadie's?

STEVIE: I'll be escorted by the illustrious Darcy Clarington-Smythe whose financial backing combined with my fashion sense will make her the best dressed girl there, even if she's not a McKinley student.

JOEY: That's kind of lame. I thought you at least would go with a hot guy, but at least Darcy's pretty cool! Right, another question for the two of you: predictions on what's going to happen at Sadie's? Drama, hook-ups, tell me all.

RORY: I don’t really know? People are probably going to just get drunk and fuck like usual.

STEVIE: This is McKinley, if we don't have some form of rigged election or prank during court announcements, I'll feel cheated out of the full experience, honestly. I'll probably be crowned Queen instead of King as a cheap joke, someone will put bath salts in the punch, and someone'll get Carrie'd. Those are my guesses.

JOEY: Right, right... Stevie, you're not getting crowned Queen, you're not popular enough. Besides, I'm a Cheerio, if anyone were to be crowned Queen, it would be me.

STEVIE: I am also a Cheerio.

JOEY: Liar!

JOEY: Anyway, it's time to wrap this up, I took most of my cold medicine an hour ago and now I have the urge to stand in a corner for three hours. Time for Gil's final thoughts. [Zoom in on Gil the Fish as he swims around] Rory, he said something really offensive, I'm not going to translate that.

RORY: He can speak??

STEVIE: Okay, well, Vote Stevie! And come see Grease on B-cast nights! At least that's one thing we can all agree on.

JOEY: Of course he can, he's a fish! And obviously vote for Joey, this is my show and if you guys don't vote for me, I'll be really sad. Did you guys have fun?

RORY: It wasn’t the worst thing I’ve ever done. So, kinda fun I guess.

STEVIE: Never imagined I could have such a great time exposing my personal life for all of Lima to see.

JOEY: Awesome! Don't forget to join us next week for more Fondue for Two! 

 [THE END]

[bright-molina]

Summer (Part Four)

Requested by anon

Hi love, just wondering if you would be willing to do a Harry hook imagine set in neverland where the reader is peter pans daughter and meets Harry but they don’t know who each other are (Harry is without his hook for some reason etc) and they fall in love but discover who each other are after it’s too late? Love your writing so much!!!

Summary: You had always wanted to go to Neverland and when your father refused you decided to take matters into your own hands. Little did you know that on that island you would meet the best thing that has ever happened to you.

Characters: Harry Hook, reader (daughter of Peter Pan), Ben, Gil, Audrey, Evie, Mal

Warnings: none

Word Count: 2594

A/N: FINALLY! So sorry this took so long but I had a bit of writer's block but I’m healed now lol. Check out some amazing aesthetics for this story here and here made by two wonderful people aka @blog-lady-vi and @spencer-stilinski. Also I made some parallels between this story and Grease: you/Sandy, Harry/Danny, Gil/Kenickie, Audrey/Rizzo, and Evie/Frenchy so you can find those here.

@booktvmoviefangirl​ @purelittleblueberry​ @stevebuchananparker267

Requests and tags are always open (find my prompt list here and song prompts here)

Part One (x) Part Two (x) Part Three (x)

“How long has it been again?”

“Eight months,” You sighed into the phone, knowing perfectly well what Audrey would tell you.

“Hun, no offense, but he's a guy. Who's to say he hasn't moved on already?” You could always count on Audrey to be honest with you about anything. Even if it wasn't what you wanted to hear.

“You're probably right” You sighed. Even through the phone Audrey could hear the sadness in your voice.

“I could be wrong. It happens occasionally” She said making you laugh. “So who are you taking to Cotillion then? What about Eddie? He's cute”

“True. But I heard Kata asked him a couple days ago and I don't want to get involved” You told her.

“Mason?”

“That could work,” You shrugged, not caring that she couldn't see you. A knock on your door made you look away from the pile of homework on your bed. “I'll call you back, yeah? Someone's here”

“Alright. We’ll continue this talk later then” You could hear the smile in her voice and it made you laugh. With one last goodbye you stood up and went to open the door.

“Y/N you have to help me,” Mal burst out as you opened the door to your room. “I can't do this. I don't know why I ever thought I could,” She cried. You frowned softly and opened your arms, offering her a hug. She quickly walked into them and you let her cry for a couple minutes.

“Now I see why everyone's always hugging you,” She mumbled making you laugh.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You asked her, sitting on the edge of your bed.

She sighed, refusing to sit down and instead opting for pacing around the room. “Ben found out I'm using the spell book to help me and he got mad. I also may or may not have tried to spell him”

“Tried?” Was all you commented.

“It didn't work too well,” she huffed before plopping down on one of the chairs. “You have to help me get to the Isle”

“I don't know if I can,” You bit your lip, thinking for a bit. For Mal you would, the pixie dust you had would help get you there and back before anyone noticed. But you also had Ben and the rest of your friends to think about. They wouldn't react well to Mal being gone. And there was also the part of you that was selfish. You were saving the pixie dust to get to Neverland again. To see him again. And if you used it now you’d have none left to get back to Neverland. “Mal that's a big decision you're making”

“Please, Y/N,” She was actually begging you to take her. You couldn't believe it. “I don't belong here. The Isle is my home and I'm just going to end up messing everything up for Ben again,” You sighed when she looked up at you. You knew there was no way you could say no. “Please?”

You huffed before digging through your things for the small jar of pixie dust. “Fine. But you owe me big time”

“I don't see why this was necessary” You mused as you followed Mal around. She had rummaged through your closet for a good fifteen minutes before finding clothes that would make you ‘blend in’ on the Isle.

“Because I know you,” She smirked as the two of you walked side by side. You could see how much more comfortable she looked here, in leather instead of frilly dresses. You’d just have to figure out how to get more pixie dust a different way. “You're not leaving as soon as you said you would. It's not in your nature”

You had to laugh because she was completely right. She really did know you that well. “I guess I can't really argue with your logic”

“I didn't think I'd find anything like that,” Mal admitted after looking over your clothes once more. You shrugged innocently as you two walked up to a sign printed with the words Curl Up and Dye.

“In the very few times I've gone shopping by myself I've managed to grab the occasional non-princess thing. As you said, following the rules isn’t in my nature” You explained hoping it made some sort of sense. You couldn't deny that you had always been forced into a sort of mold. There was the whole ‘princess’ thing everyone seemed to have. But you weren't a princess. You were the daughter of a trickster, of the boy who never wanted to grow up. You loved that about yourself. Some other people, not so much. You could understand better than almost anyone else why Mal wanted to leave.

“It suits you” Mal smiled at you. You took a minute to look around the place. It was a hair salon and just the look of it excited you. There was loud music playing and paint of various colors splattered all over the room. It was a chaotic sort of organized and you smiled. This one place was already so different than what you had grown up with. And you couldn't wait to see everything else.

You couldn't help yourself. You had left Lady Tremaine’s with a promise to Mal to meet her back at her place in a couple hours. To be perfectly honest, you were intrigued by the Isle. You had a bag filled with things you had bought from shops and people on the street. You remembered what you and Ben had talked about months ago. More were supposed to be coming from the Isle but after Maleficent escaped during Ben’s coronation everything had been more than a little tense. And you could see the effect there on the Isle too.

“Y/N!” You looked up and were surprised when you saw Evie walking towards you. “There you are! We've been looking everywhere!”

“We?” Was all you asked. You figured they'd come looking sooner or later and you were right.

“Yes, we. Ben's talking to Mal and Jay and Carlos are waiting for us. Come on,” Evie turned and started walking back. You turned to look back at the Isle one last time when something caught your eye. A bright red coat you had seen only a couple times before. Nevertheless you remembered it very clearly. When the person turned your eyes widened considerably.

“Oh my god,” You said, more to yourself than to Evie.

“What is it?” Evie asked, stopping when she noticed that you hadn't moved. You knew it was him when the person turned around and you were met with those piercing blue eyes. The exact same ones you had been forced to leave behind so long ago. There was absolutely no mistaking it. You turned around hoping he wouldn’t realize it was you.

“Nothing. Let's go” This time it was you who pulled Evie away and you didn't dare look back.

“Ben!” You called as you ran after him. Evidently it hadn't gone well with Mal and he had disappeared into the alley.

“Ben slow down” You called, finally reaching where he had stopped. “Tell me what happened” You didn't receive an answer. He had stepped into the shadows and you sighed. “Ben, c’mon”

“I take it you know King Ben?”

You were startled when a voice sounded from behind you. A voice you hadn't forgotten in eight months. You couldn’t believe what was happening. Just last night you couldn’t wait to see him again. But now you weren’t so sure. You wanted more than anything to be back on Neverland with him, where nothing but the two of you mattered. But this wasn’t Neverland. This was the Isle of the Lost and Auradon you were dealing with. You were a mess of conflicted feelings. And so you focused on nothing but the current situation. You turned to face him and glared almost instantly when you saw Ben being held back by two other people.

“I have to say I didn't expect to see you here of all places” You spat out easily.

“I could say the same thing to you” Harry answered back, his voice just as cold as yours.

You paused and studied him for a few seconds. He was wearing his red coat proudly along with a pair of fingerless black leather gloves. Silver rings scattered his right hand while he clutched a shiny silver hook in his left. It was then that you realized who he was and your glare only intensified. Of course the whole thing would only get worse. You couldn't believe you had let yourself be fooled by him. Though you suppose it was also partially your fault.

“Harry Hook. Is that it?” You mused, arms crossed in front of you defensively.

“That's right, darling,” Harry answered, a smirk growing in his face. “Now I do believe ya owe me an explanation now. No offense but the Isle doesn’t really suit ya. So tell me, who are ya exactly?”

“Pan,” You answered confidently, your glare not faltering for a second. “Y/N Pan”

You should've known. Of course he didn't let you go after that. Both you and Ben were taken back to a pirate ship after the whole talk.

“I don't understand why you get to walk around and I'm standing here tied up” Ben frowned. You paid him no attention and instead paced back and forth waiting for a response from Audrey. She was the first person you could think of to talk to.

“That's because I've slept with the first mate now let me think” You snapped when he kept asking you questions.

“You did what!” Ben apparently hadn't been paying well enough attention. Instead of elaborating you whipped your phone out when it dinged. You quickly sent Audrey a response and went back to talking to him.

“The guy from this summer? Harry? Well he's right over there. And even better he's the son of Captain Hook” You huffed and went to stand next to where he was tied up.

“Your dad is going to kill you” Was all Ben answered. He was trying to hide the amused look on his face but you could see through right through it.

“Yeah thanks, I hadn't realized” You rolled your eyes at him.

“Well darling,” Harry announced as he walked towards you. “That has a new ring to it doesn’t it?” He smirked easily, propping himself against the railing directly across from you. You watched as his face softened only the slightest. He seemed to remember something and the wild look he wore returned. “Do ya know them?”

“I do. Daddy prefers not to dwell on his past though,” You told him easily. “Not that it’s any of your business” You added quickly.

“But it kind of is, darling” There was that name again. That name that made you smile and blush during the summer but one that now made anger bubble inside you. You felt betrayed. Logically you knew there was no reason to be angry, you had both hid something big from each other. But you were stubborn. It was a trait that rubbed off on you from both your dad and Tink.

“What are we doing here anyway?” Ben could sense the tension and butted in for your sake. Much to your relief Harry turned towards him and left you alone for the time being. You paid them no attention and instead glanced at your phone every now and then.

“We’ve heard a lot about you, you know”

You looked up when a voice spoke to you. It was the blonde one you had seen with Harry earlier. You didn’t say anything for a few seconds and he spoke again.

“Oh, I’m Gil by the way,” He told you easily with a smile on his face. “Harry told me and Uma all about Neverland and all about you. Well we didn’t know it was you. Now we do though. Well, I’m assuming. If you aren’t the girl then this is really awkward”

You smiled in amusement. “It was me” You nodded, assuring him that he was right. A small look of pride at the fact that he was right appeared on his face. But then he frowned when he saw how distracted you were.

“You’re not happy” He observed. You looked up at him again and didn’t move for a few seconds. He didn’t falter under the look you gave him though. Slowly you sighed and thought to yourself. Were you really about to spill all your thoughts to this random person who you had only just met on a pirate ship of all places? That was exactly what you were going to do.

“It’s not that,” You shook your head softly, voice dropping so no one else could hear. “It’s just...not what I was expecting,” You looked over and saw Harry barking orders at people, everyone scurrying to do what he told them to. “He was so different when I met him. And now here we are. I guess,” All the thoughts of the past summer flashed in your head before you were brought back to reality. “I guess I just wonder if he was lying to me. He was different on Neverland and I thought I knew him. But I mean how much can you really know somebody you were only around for two months. I think about last summer almost every day. It was easily the best summer of my life. But I mean if we can lie to each other so easily is anything we had back on Neverland really the truth?”

Gil stayed silent as he thought of what to say. You could see him thinking to himself and it made you smile a bit. There was just something about him that made you trust him without hesitation and you had a feeling it happened a lot.

“What you said about thinking about last summer every day,” He started and you nodded softly. “He does too. I don’t think a day has passed where he didn’t mention Neverland at least once. And most of the time it has something to do with you” The confession shocked you to say the least. There was a lot of things Harry was but you never thought sentimental would be one of them. “Maybe whatever it is that you two were over there did start off as just something he felt from the thrill of being off the Isle. But I’m also positive it grew into something more than that. When he came back he was different than before. Better, but don’t tell him I said that. You changed him even if you don’t know it. And he wouldn’t let anybody do that unless he really cared about them”

It was your turn to stay silent that time. You were glad when Gil spoke again before your thoughts could consume you.

“You’re both stubborn as hell, you know,” He said making you laugh suddenly. “There’s a lot of unsaid things between the two of you. And it might get a little ugly but it’s worth a talk at the very least”

Gil was about to walk away when you stopped him by calling his name. “Thank you” You told him honestly. He looked confused for a few seconds and you realized it probably wasn’t something that was said much on the Isle. Eventually he flashed you another smile before turning and walking away, leaving you to your thoughts once more.

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does the rotpl fandom want x readers. like my brain is rotting. if I don’t write smth for the t birds I am going to go insane.