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The Abbey Grange Affair

Part Six of The Arbitrary Lives of the Occupants of 221B Baker Street

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Trigger Warning: Gunshots, Sherlock is Sherlock.

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Life had seemed to die down a bit after the events of the prior weeks, at least 221B’s definition of died down. Sherlock was still Sherlock: shooting his gun whenever his mind grew bored, asking Mrs. Hudson for tea, never keeping the milk in his fridge stocked, etc. However, there was a new addition to the lives of the occupants of 221B Baker Street. After the events of A Study in Pink, the name John gave the case, Y/N had become a more frequent visitor to her upstairs neighbour’s apartment keeping John company when he wrote his blogs while she searched for a job. John wished he could do something to help Y/N with her current occupational situation. It was not long ago when, he too, had been out of a job.

Speaking of his Y/N and his flatmate, they seemed to be getting along. Although Sherlock and Y/N were no longer at each other’s throats and only really barely speaking in passing, John called it an improvement. At least his fear of having to call Greg one night after Sherlock said the wrong insensitive thing to Y/N decreased.

The days had grown shorter and colder. Cases appeared to die down a bit. It seemed as if the criminals hated the cold nights too much and would prefer to stay nice and warm indoors. This occurrence left Sherlock in a dangerous position. With no cases to occupy his mind, he grew bored–dangerously bored. As John typed away at his blog, the occasional yelling of “Bored!” could be heard coming from Sherlock’s mouth. Seconds later the sound of his gun would fire and the poor walls that held up their home would become a little more damaged. After the third shout of boredom from Sherlock, John had enough. He would prefer if the walls did not crumble down on top of him. Marching out of his room he came to a stop in front of Sherlock.

“Would you stop that?!” John practically yelled at the man. Getting a good look at Sherlock, he began noticing his friend’sdishevelled state. Sherlock’s usually well-kept head of dark curls was a pigsty. He was wearing the same outfit he had been wearing for the past three days: a wrinkly blue button-up shirt with a few buttons opened at the top and dark trousers that looked as if to be stained by the tea that used to occupy the various cups placed next to him. Sherlock looked up at John with a hint of disdain as if John had asked him to do the impossible.

“Find me a case, John,” replied Sherlock.

John sighed rubbing his forehead, “Have you called Greg?”

“They don’t have a case for me.”

“Have you checked your emails, Sherlock?”

“The battery ran out.”

Exasperated John looked at Sherlock. Sometimes it felt like he was babysitting his friend. “Well then charge it. You have a charger for a reason, Sherlock.” John folded his arms are looked at Sherlock expectantly and Sherlock made no move to charge his computer. John then took it upon himself to charge his flatmate’s computer.

Once John’s back turned, Sherlock lifted up the gun and yelled the same warning words, “Bored!” and fired. John practically jumped out of his skin.

“Right, that’s it. I’m calling Y/N.”

“You wouldn’t,” grumbled Sherlock as John took the gun from his hands. John felt a bit bad for calling on Y/N, but she seemed to be the only one who could keep Sherlock from further destroying their flat out of boredom.

“I already called Mrs. Hudson and that did nothing. So yes. I am calling Y/N,” sternly said, John. He gave Sherlock one more disapproving look at pulled out his phone calling Y/N.

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Finally, she arrived at her destination. In the windows of the building, Y/N glanced over her appearance: Hair dishevelled, shirt slightly untucked, shoes untied. To say the least she looked like a mess. She frantically tucked in her shirt and tied her shoes, her hair would have to wait. Even so, wasn’t messy hair “in” these days? Collecting her breath and standing taller, she entered the building.

Y/N walked up to the front desk where a nice-looking woman sat. She had bright red hair and dark brown eyes. Her skin was adorned with freckles. “Hello,” introduced Y/N, “I’m here for an interview.” The woman looked up at Y/N. “The temp job.”

The woman’s eyes crinkled in the corners, “Right, of course, it’s on the third floor, and the sixth door is on the right. You can’t miss it.”

Smiling back at her, Y/N glanced around the room. Looking down and fixing her shirt again.

“Nervous?” The woman asked.

“Definitely. It’s been a while since my last interview.” Y/N said.

“Well…good luck.” The woman replied.

Nodding her head, Y/N headed off to the elevators. She turned and waved the nice lady at the desk goodbye. Which was not at all reciprocated. So Y/N awkwardly brought the risen hand into her hair.

Pushing the required buttons, she was in the elevator and on her way up to the third floor. In her head, she repeated the instructions that the lady gave her.

Immediately when the doors of the pristine steel elevator opened up, Y/N took in the sight of fifteen other people, maybe more, who were waiting for something. All of them contained a similar yellow file that Y/N carried in her right hand. Expect their files were not crinkled and torn along the edges. Finding an empty seat, Y/N sat down and began to look through her papers. My references are great, so is my resume. Why am I so god damn nervous?

Her train of thought was broken by the voice of an older man. “Y/N L/N?”

“That’s me,” she croaked.

“You’re up.” He said.

She got up from her seat and followed the man through the sixth door on the right. Her palms are sweaty as they held the yellow file. Taking a deep breath she sat down in the chair designated by the elder man. He took his seat behind the mahogany desk, bringing his hands to fold just below his chin. Similar to how a certain neighbour of hers would do when he was in deep thought. The man cleared his throat and the interview began.

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The clinking of the silver spoon against the tea cup was all Y/N could hear as her thoughts ran wild. Did I say the right things? What if I’m not good enough? No never mind, what if they think I’m too qualified for the job? She was so lost in thought that she didn’t see a familiar man walk up to her. It was only when he began to speak that his Irish accent brought Y/N out of her nervous state.

“Mind if I sit here?” He looked around the cafe. “There are no other chairs around.” He chuckles.

Looking up, Y/N replies, “Oh, of course.”Gratefully the man sits down, placing his tea in front of him. His chocolate brown eyes look back up at her and a tinge of familiarity reaches her. “Do I know you?” She asked.

The man only smiled and stirred his tea. “Maybe, I know lots of people. I’m…” He began to say.

“Wait. You’re Jim. From the airport?” She puzzles. “Please tell me I’m right, I would be so embarrassed if it wasn’t you.”

The man paused for a minute as a slight smile crept on his face. Then he let out a chuckle, “That’s me. Oh!” as if he had a revelation, “You’re…” snapping his fingers trying to remember, “Y/N.”

“Right! That’s me.” She grinned. “How…How have you been?”

“Great.” He elongated as another chuckle left his mouth. His eyes look into Y/N’s.

“Isn’t life always,” Y/N said as she rolled her eyes.

Y/N couldn’t help but smile. “Funny running into you here.” She said. Y/N glanced down picking up her tea to drink it.

“You know,” Jim began as he leaned slightly closer to Y/N looking up at her as he carefully sipped his tea. ”I was just thinking about the beautiful girl I met at the airport and how much I would like to take her out for dinner one night.” He paused. “If that’s alright with her.”

Y/N bit her lip and a pink tint flooded her cheeks. “You know, what’s funny?” He nods in response. “I was also thinking about a guy I had met at the airport. And how I possibly would go out to dinner with him.”

Jim’s head tilted to the right in curiosity, “Possibly?”

Y/N chuckles, leaning in closer to Jim his clean, pine-like scent filled her nose. “Ya.” She replied. “You see, I don’t have his number.” She pulled out her phone motioning for Jim to take it and type in his number.

Jim’s smile only grew brighter as he grabbed the phone delicately from Y/N’s hand, causing their fingers to lightly brush against each other. A few seconds later, the phone was back in Y/N’s hand and the screen was filled with the contact information for Jim.

“Thank you,” said Y/N.

“Not a problem,” Jim responded, but before he could respond Y/N’s phone began to ring and John’s name popped up on her phone.

Sighing, she looked up at Jim, “I’m sorry, I’ve got to take this.”

Jim raised his hands motioning her to take the call. “It’s alright.”

Answering the phone, Y/N was met with John’s voice. “Y/N, he’s at it again.”

“John, I don’t understand why you are calling me for this. Plus, I’m busy right now.” She replied as she looked back over at Jim.

She could practically hear John rubbing his forehead with stress lines caused by Sherlock. “Please, Y/N. For some reason, he isn’t bored when he’s with you. Not that you two really do much. Just…He’s shooting the walls and I would rather not die because a ceiling collapsed on my head.”

Slightly grumbling to herself, Y/N reluctantly agrees, “Fine! I’ll be there in a little bit.” John did a little cheer. “But! John, you owe me one. Also, don’t let Sherlock accidentally do something stupid before I get there okay?” At the mention of Sherlock, Jim’s smile began to falter, but it quickly was replaced when Y/N looked back at him again. John agreed to do his best and the call ended.

“Jim, I’m…I’ve got to go. But I would still love to go to dinner.” Y/N explained.

Jim nodded, “I understand, and I’ll text you about dinner.” He glanced up at the woman as she gathered her things.

“But I have your number.” She responded.

“I know, I just messaged myself with it, so I have your number.” He winked.

Having all her stuff gathered and the pinkness in her cheeks never faltering, she took one last glance at Jim before she was out the door and on her way to 221 B Baker Street. Leaving many empty taxis along the side of the road waiting for passengers as she strode home.

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Sherlock’s back got a little bit straighter as he heard the familiar footsteps of the occupant downstairs. Specifically, the way wood creaked underneath her feet as she got closer and closer to 221B. Sherlock heard the footsteps stop just outside the door. He smirked as he thought of Y/N preparing herself to enter, preparing her mind for what experiment, the state Sherlock, or the apartment would be in. Anything could be possible after John’s ominous call. Slowly the doorknob turned, and the sight of a dishevelled woman stood before him. Her hair was widely out of place as if the wind decided to take its turn to dance with it. Her shirt was untucked and the button at the top was loose. Her cheeks were flushed like when she would come back to her flat after she went for a run.

Sherlock fully expected a short hello from the woman, but he was utterly surprised when the word you left her mouth in a scornful tone. Her eyes narrowed at Sherlock, and he couldn’t help the gulp he made. Sherlock wasn’t afraid to admit that Y/N scared him. Although he would never admit it out loud.

“You!” Y/N said again her voice raising slightly and she pointed a finger at Sherlock. Before she could say anything more, John appeared and began to explain the situation to her. Her E/C eyes glanced over Sherlock as John ranted about how Sherlock was going to be the death of him. Sherlock continued to sit tall in his chair observing the conversation. After hearing enough, Y/N took a deep breath and began to approach the detective. Her legs came to a stop right in front of Sherlock, so that he had to look up at her.

“I’m only going to say this once, so you better listen Sherly.” Sherlock’s nose crinkled at the sound of that nickname. It was the one his mother called him by. “You are going to get out of that chair. You are going to take a shower and clean yourself up. Then you will come out and eat something before taking a nap.” Y/N’s hands moved to her hips as Sherlock opened his mouth to retort but she cut him off. “Look, my aunt is your landlord yet you treat her like a maid. John is your flatmate yet you view him as inferior, otherwise, you wouldn’t disrespect him. I’m your neighbour and I should not have to feel like I have to babysit you. Hell, I should be getting paid for this.” She chuckled to herself lightly and then her eyes met Sherlocks, “If you are at all a good person, you will do as I say and take care of yourself and show John and Mrs. Hudson some respect. I don’t care if you do the same for me. You saved my life for heaven's sake! But all I ask is that you do that for them.” Sherlock sat there in his chair, his back loosening as he sank under Y/N’s glare. This was the longest she had ever talked to Sherlock since the incident of the Study in Pink. Slowly Sherlock rose from his chair. His head inched higher and higher until he stood taller than Y/N, looking down at her with his glacier-blue eyes. Y/N could feel his breath on her face as they stood close together. John, watching the whole scene, quietly excused himself to the kitchen to make some tea, if he could find some in their battlefield of a kitchen.

Neither, Sherlock nor Y/N budged from their close proximity. After what seemed like an eternity, Sherlock made his way around Y/N, placing his hands on her shoulders, and then headed to the bathroom to wash up as Y/N had commanded earlier. Once the door had closed and the sound of the lock was heard, Y/N let out a sigh and walked over to the kitchen where John was still scavenging for tea.

Looking up at the woman John commented, “You must be a magician or something. I’ve been trying to get him to do that for a few days now.”

A sweet laugh escaped Y/N’s mouth. “Not magic. I can tell you that.”

There was a pregnant pause as John kept looking for the tea. Then a triumphant cheer left his mouth as he held up the tea bags. “Want some tea?” John asked.

“I would love some,” Y/N replied.

As John began to make the tea, Y/N glanced around the room, and to say it was a mess was an understatement. She knew the efforts that John and her aunt went through to make sure that the flat looked like this. Hearing the sound of the shower turning on, Y/N decided to help ease the burden on her friends, plus it would serve as a distraction from the failure of her interview this morning.

Picking up the empty teacups and dishes filled with Sherlock’s experiments that were scattered around the room, John began to observe the woman. From her demeanour, he could tell the interview didn’t go well. Wishing he could do something to help, he turned back to his tea thinking of possible job openings that he knew of. Before he knew it, the tea was done and the flat never looked better. His eyes grew wide as he could finally see the table tops free of scattered papers and unknown sticky substances. It had only been a few minutes, but Y/N had worked her magic.

Smiling John told Y/N that the tea was ready. She lifted her head and smiled at him as she made her way over to the now-cleared counter with the steamy, warm cup of tea waiting for her.

Drinking his own tea, John became some simple conversation. “So, how did the interview go?”

The motion of stirring the tea with her right hand stopped. Her eyes never left the dainty cup with a chipped corner in front of her. “Alright….I didn’t get it.” She sighed. “They said I was too qualified for the job.”

“You’ll find a job, Y/N. Don’t give up hope.” John comforted. “I was in your situation not long ago, but that was until I met Sherlock and he took me on.” He paused, and a bright smile grew across his face. He looked up at Y/N and then at the flat. John thought of how she could get Sherlock to listen. He knew what to do, but first, he had to get consent from a certain consulting detective. That would be the hard part.

“What are you thinking of?” Y/N asked. Her curiosity peaked due to John’s expression.

Toning down his smile, he glanced at Y/N, replying, “Oh nothing, just an idea.”

“Okay…” speculated Y/N. “Well, I’m going downstairs to grab some food for Sherlock. I’ll be back.” And with that, she was gone. Her footsteps receded down the stairs.

John’s head snapped towards the sound of the bathroom door opening. Out emerged steam and a tall consulting detective. His curly hair was damp and sticking to his forehead. He wore a clean dark purple button-up and a new pair of trousers that were stain free. Without saying a word, he strutted towards the kitchen and poured himself some tea. John picked up his cup and leaned against the counter, slightly humming to himself.

Sherlock inquired, “Where’s Y/N.”

“Oh, she just popped downstairs to get some food.” John chirped.

Sherlock only nodded his head. “Spill it,” demanded Sherlock.

John gave Sherlock a puzzling look. “Spill what?”

Sherlock sighed looking up from his tea, the dark bags underneath his eyes ever so present. “You only are this cheerful when you get an idea or want something from me. Spill it.”

Placing down his tea, John leaned towards Sherlock and in a hushed tone began, “You should hire Y/N as your assistant.”

It had looked as if Sherlock had been told he could never work on another case again. “No.” Sherlock concluded.

“Sherlock,” John huffed, “Look at the state of our flat.”

Sherlock glanced around and then shrugged. “Nothing new.”

“Well, I” motioning to himself, “I can see the tables and finally find things in the kitchen.” Sherlock continued to drink his tea unamused. “Sherlock, you listen to her.” The man before John began to glare at him. “Just hire her to help keep up the flat, make sure that you are taking care of yourself, and heck you could even have her help you find cases! That poor woman has been looking for a job since she got here. She refuses to ever ride in a cab because of the incident you roped her into.” John looked at Sherlock, his facial expression never wavering. “You still haven’t apologized. If you say yes. I’ll count this as the apology you never gave her.”

Now that had caught Sherlock’s attention. The promise of an apology–a sincere apology forever loomed above his head. Along with the guilt of placing her in the hands of a serial killer. “Fine” he grumbled so quietly that John thought he had dreamt it.

“What? I couldn’t hear you.” John said.

“Yes!” Snivelled Sherlock, “We can hire Y/N as our assistant.”

John made a triumphant sound as the door to their flat opened with the figure of their neighbour. In her hands, she carried food for Sherlock to eat. Placing the plate before Sherlock and commanding that he eat it all, she picked up her tea and began to drink it.

John looked over at Sherlock who was reluctantly stuffing his face with the dinner Y/N had made him. Clearing his throat, “Y/N.” Her head turned towards him. “Sherlock and I were just discussing, and he would like to hire you as his assistant if you are interested.” John proposed.

Y/N’s eyes widen at the proposal. In disbelief, she began cracking up. “You…You want to hire me?”

John was about to reply when Sherlock beat him to it. “Yes. Is the thought of that so absurd?”

Calming down, Y/N turned towards Sherlock. “No, it’s not.” Taking a pause, she continued. “Would being your assistant entail?”

This time John beat Sherlock to the punch. “You would help keep the flat in a decent state, make sure Sherlock eats and takes care of himself, find cases, and organizes things. Mainly assistant things.” Y/N nodded her head. It didn’t sound too bad.

“You would also accompany me on cases,” Sherlock stated.

It seemed as if Y/N froze. The last time she was dragged–carried along to Sherlock’s case she ended up in the hands of a serial killer. But she needed the money and the job. Hesitantly she replied, “Alright.” Her voice was even and calm, but Sherlock knew better.

“You’ll be safe. I promise.” Assured Sherlock. Y/N’s eyes met Sherlock’s. The setting sun crept through the window hitting his eyes at just the right angle making them shimmer.

“Okay,” She whispered.

With business settled, John headed to bed leaving Sherlock and Y/N by themselves. A silence fell over them–an understanding. Sherlock had finally finished the meal and rose from his seat to take care of the dishes, passing Y/N along the way. As he turned on the faucet and began washing his dishes from behind him, he heard Y/N ask, “What got you to say yes to John?”

Smirking he retorted, “What do you mean?”

“You know exactly what I mean, Sherlock.” Y/N asserted.

The plate made a clinking noise as Sherlock placed it on the drying rack to dry. “I still hadn’t apologized.”

A pregnant silence fell over the two. Sherlock placed his hand on the counter, his back still turned to the woman. The sound of a chair scraping the floor was made and in the corner of his eye, he saw her hand carefully place her used teacup in the sink. Her figure headed to the door but before she left the words that would ease Sherlock’s consciousness.

“Apology accepted.”

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The sun was shining through the dark treetops. Underneath their dancing branches, two young children began running. Their laughter filled the silent woods. The young boy’s pace began to pick up as he leapt over roots and fallen branches. The girl behind him began to lose her footing. Suddenly the sound of crunching leaves could be heard alongside a high-pitched groan causing the boy to halt in his steps.

He quickly turned around and ran back towards the girl. Her hair covered her face as she rose from the ground into a sitting position. She winced in pain as she brought her knee to her chest. The boy came to a stop beside her.

“Are you alright?” He concernedly asked.

“No..” cried the girl. “I think I did something to my leg.

The boy glanced at her leg and found a scrape. The wound was fresh and covered with the dirt of the ground. “It looks like a scrape.”

The girl began to whimper. “Are we gonna make it in time, James?”

“Of course, we will,” James confirmed. “I promised you a meteor shower, Starburst.”

“You’ve got to stop calling me that,” chuckled the girl.

James dramatically gasped. “Whatever for, Starburst?” Carefully, he helped her to her feet, and together they walked towards their destination.

James turned towards the girl and began uttering her name. “Y/N.” She looked at the boy. “Y/N, wake up.” She raised her eyebrows. “Wake up!”

Awaking with a start, her eyes began to adjust to the darkness of her room. Above her stood two figures, one tall and lean and the other much shorter. The fuzz began to fade, and their images became much clearer.

“Sherlock? John?” Y/N groaned. “What are you doing here?”

“Don’t look at me” replied John. Her eyes moved from John to Sherlock.

Sherlock straightened his coat, leaning towards the woman. “Get ready to go, Y/N.”

Sitting up she looked at Sherlock. “Why?” She asked as she rubbed away the sleep from her eyes.

“The Game is afoot,” beamed Sherlock, his eyes alight with a gleaming blue fire.

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This is the first part of the Abbey Grange chapter that I have adapted. Let me know what you guys think! Also, if there are any specific Sherlock stories you would like to see adapted for this fanfic let me know! Happy New Year everyone!!

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Steven BLUE-niverse chapters 25-30

This is the zoo arc and the first real arc in BLUE-niverse! This is when the fic starts getting good(?) These chapters are very old so I have added some new small things and fixed spellings (these where originally planned in about 2017 but published about a year ago so contain some weird stuff made by 10 year old me)

Chapter 25 the kindergarten

The crystal gems warped back to their headquarters in shock, "is homeworld going to try and attack earth again!? Is this another plan by the diamonds!?", the pearl said, panicking and pacing around. Amethyst stayed quiet, she saw Steven and blue diamond there, they seemed just as confused as they where, she wished she could speak with them but knew for sure something was up with them and the crystal gems, she knew nothing about homeworld but Pearl's mentioning of "the diamonds", confirmed her theory that this blue diamond must be someone special.

"I think I also heard that peridot or whatever she's called mention the kindergartens too!", rose said, sounding very serious, everyone turned to look at Amethyst when she said this, pearl looked disgusted, "we must never let a terrible mistake like that ever happen again!", she dramatically vowed to rose. Amethyst couldn't take how everyone was staring at her and stormed off to beach city, maybe eating some food would make her feel better, no one, not ever rose, who she felt very close with chased after her or asked if she was okay, they just kept theorising about what the peridot would be doing on earth.

"So, how are we going to fix this, my diamond?", lapis asked. Her and blue diamond stood in front of the destroyed barn. "I don't know", blue said, picking up a large chunk of what used to be the walls and throwing it, "let's just look around and see if there's anything we will like in here!".

They both surprisingly found a lot of interesting things in the barn, old tapes of TV shows, a guitar and one thing that blue really liked, white shorts with stereotypical green alien heads printed on it. "Look at this beautiful work of fashion", blue proclaimed, quickly putting on the shorts and pulling up her dress to show lapis. "My diamond you look beautiful!", lapis said, admiring blue's amazing fashion sense, "but may I ask, what is that on your legs.." She gestured down to blue's long white leg hair and strange plushie looking feet. "Oh I've been on this planet for so long I've started to grow hair!" Blue explained, lapis looked at blue with wonder in her eyes, "may I touch it" Lapis asked, "you may", blue replied.

As lapis was stroking the glorious leg hair of her diamond, the familar mr universe van pulled up right behind them, "Hey guys I'm just wondering if you want a ride home-", Greg stopped, in shock of what he was seeing, then noticed the barn, "what are you-THE BARN!", he yelled as lapis let go of blue and panicked, "IM SO SORRY IT WAS MY FAULT I DROPPED IT!!!", lapis apologised as Greg ran to the remains of the barn to see the damage. "You dropped it!?", Greg looked at lapis with shock and confusion "HOW!?". "Yeah she dropped it on me!" Blue joked, Greg looked at her horrified, "BLUE WHY DO YOU KEEP MEETING THESE CRAZY PEOPLE!".

During this, steven was walking around beach city with Connie, he was telling her about the recent events with peridot. "So, we don't know who she is but my mum said she works for yellow diamond, who is her mean sister" Steven said to Connie. suddenly, something grabbed Steven from behind and picked him up, it was amethyst! "Hey! Ste-man how ya doing?", she asked, putting him back on the ground and high fiving him. "Amethyst you scared me!", Steven said. "Who's this girl here? Is she your girlfriend??", amethyst joked, pointing to connie, both Steven and Connie blushed in unison.

"Are you another one of Steven's gem friends?", Connie asked amethyst, "I guess so, anyway it's great to see you ste-man, back with the other gems it hasn't been going so great", amethyst said, Steven wondered if the crystal gems had saw her looking at him back at the warps and she was yelled at for it. "Why? Is it because of peridot?", steven asked, his tone sympathetic. "Kinda", she replied, stuffing a hotdog in her mouth, "the rest of the gems where weird to me about it, they say peridot is trying to do something to my home", she said with food still in her mouth. "Your....home?", Steven asked, interested in what she meant.

The Mr universe van returned to the home in mostly awkward silence, lapis was terrified of Greg using his influence over her diamond to punish her for the barn, blue was scared Greg saw lapis touching her leg hair and Greg was just shocked at how blue's friends kept appearing and destroying stuff. As they got out they saw Steven, amethyst and Connie walking up to the house, blue quickly got out to greet them.

"Hey you three, perfect timing! We just got back from the barn, great to see you amethyst!", blue greeted them, she could see amethyst looked sad. "Mum, could you possibly bring us to amethyst's home?", Steven said, this peaked blue's interest, "She said the crystal gems where annoying her with questions about it and claiming peridot was going to do something with it". "Yes I could easily take you three there", blue said, making Steven and amethyst happy. "Oh mrs universe im so sorry but I gotta go soon I have violin class soon!", Connie said, checking the time on her phone and quickly leaving.

Steven blue and amethyst quickly went to the warp in the house,lapis went back to bed and Greg went to work, pearl watched them as they walked in, especially amethyst and lapis. "I can't wait to show you guys around!", Amethyst excitedly said as they got on the warp, Steven smiled at her and replied, "I'm excited too, I hope i can really learn a lot about gems there".

The three of them warped on top of some sort of hill and where surrounded by large dark mountains and old broken black injector looking things hanging off the hills and on the floor. "welcome to the kindergarten!", Amethyst said, jumping off the warp, "I can't wait to show you around!", she held Steven's hand and guided him around while laughing. It was very foggy and abandoned looking, the hills and mountains where Littered with holes, holes shaped like people.

"Steven! B.D! check it out!", Amethyst excitedly showed them a smaller hole, much closer to the ground than any of the other ones. "This is where I came out of, pretty cool right!". Steven looked into the hole and back at her, "you came out of this?", he asked confused. "Yeah it's me-sized!", she said, sliding perfectly into the hole and to the back as Steven looked in. Blue was mostly looking around at the old once grand kindergarten but then finally approached amethyst.

"Amethyst....wasn't it empty when you came out of this hole?", blue diamond asked, "yeah, I spent all my time here before rose quartz found me", she replied, sitting down in the hole. Steven looked at his mother and thought, "she was alone before rose found her! I feel so bad!", blue read his thought and just nodded, she needed to really think about what she was going to say. "So...you don't know what the other amethysts look like", blue said. Amethyst got out the hole and looked at all the other ones, "probably like me...right?", she turned to blue, who was struggling with what she was about to say.

"Not just like you.. you have the hair.. the personality....but not the tall size", she nervously said, not wanting to offend the amethyst. "Not the size? What am I supposed to look like?", she asked blue, more intrigued than offended. To show her in the least bad way she could think of, blue diamond quickly shape-shifted into the average amethyst soldier who was much taller than amethyst and towered over her, then quickly returned to her normal form. Amethyst was shocked, "I'm not right?", she asked, sounding upset, blue was scared and tried to reassure her, "no no its ok, you still seem to have the same powers and the other amethysts will love you! I know they will! They'll accept you unlike those crystal gems! They are your family!", these words stuck with amethyst, she was right, the crystal gems hated the fact she was made on earth, they saw her as a immature child, even rose, who bascially raised her was no longer treating her as kindly.

"Hey its okay", Steven said, hugging amethyst, both he and blue read all her thoughts, they knew she wasn't some kind of crystal gem spy or any potential threat, they wanted to help her. Suddenly, the warp went off, blue panicked and amethyst sighed, "here comes the fun police".

"Amethyst!, where are you! I know you're here!", a voice echoed across the kindergarten, blue recognised that voice, it was the crystal gem's pearl. She quickly grabbed Steven and flew to the top to watch, as the pearl got closer blue hid Steven in one of the old gem holes and shapeshifted to be much smaller to hide in the hole next to him.

"What are you doing in this...horrible place!", the pearl said in disgust, kicking some rocks away from her. "It's my home pearl", amethyst mumbled under her breath. "How cruel of her!", Steven said to blue as they where hiding, "she's the one I fought as frybo", blue said, "she was so dramatic and annoying". "This place is one big, horrible mistake, get back to the temple, rose has been looking for you!", pearl commanded, cornering amethyst. "We need to do something!", Steven yelled, jumping out the hole and landing on his face, landing right in front of the pearl.

"Hey you! stop that! leave My friend alone!", Steven said, getting up from the ground, he was now covered in dirt, blue just rolled her eyes and continued watching, preparing herself to kill this pearl if she ever touched steven. "Steven! There you are!" Amethyst said, pearl looked at Steven horrified, "you brought a HUMAN to this horrendous site!" She shrieked, this really offended Steven, he wasn't just some human he was basically a prince! The son of the great blue diamond! He was keeping cover right now but he really wanted to show this crystal gem rebel who's boss!

"Human, please get out of here, this place is truly terrible" pearl gestured her hand to steven but amethyst smacked it away, "LEAVE HIM ALONE!", she yelled, summoning her whip and hitting pearl away, pearl hit one of the injectors and fell to the ground. Pearl quickly got up and summoned her spear, "you leave me no choice amethyst!", she shouted as she rushed to the purple gem, they both where now putting Steven at risk as they started to fight eachother, making blue ready to jump in and destroy that pearl until....

As the pearl rushed to amethyst, Steven jumped in front of her and summoned his scythe, quickly knocking away pearl and her spear. "I knew it, I knew I saw you before BLUE DIAMOND!!!", pearl yelled at steven who was holding his scythe in front of him.As she tried to run to him again, amethyst's whip wrapped around her legs and tripped her up, "leave Steven alone!", Amethyst yelled at pearl.

Blue diamond finally flew down from the hills, clapping and congratulating her son and mocking the pearl. "Well done, you two are an amazing duo together" both steven and amethyst smiled at each other. "I'm very sorry you had to deal with that thing for so long!", she joked, amethyst and steven both laughed at this as pearl tried to plead with them, "amethyst please! You dont know who that is!", but no one listened. "Now, amethyst I'm going to be taking you to see your family, the crystal gems would definitely be mad if you came back to them after this", blue flew amethyst and steven to the warp and waved to pearl, then summoned a large ball of energy and shot it to her before leaving.

Not long after, rose quartz warped to the kindergarten, to see how pearl was. The kindergarten was now in ruins and somehow pearl hadn't lost her physical form from blues final attack but her gem was badly cracked from it. Rose ran to her, "did amethyst do this!?", she asked pearl, sounding very shocked. "It was b-blue d-diamond..." pearl said, struggling through the pain, "I can't believe it!", rose cried, "ill try and heal you! Quickly!".

Chapter 26 meeting the others

Steven, amethyst and blue diamond warped back home, Steven felt so proud of himself, he really showed that traitorous crystal gem who's boss! Amethyst on the other hand was having some doubts and guilt, Steven read her mind and saw those worries and went to comfort her. "Don't worry, my mum didn't damage your kindergarten or kill pearl", he told her, putting his hand on Amethyst's shoulder "it was mostly a fake attack to only slightly hurt her and we promise we won't lie to you and will show you all the other Amethysts"

To congratulate Steven and amethyst blue ordered them some food. Steven had never had fast food delivered and was very excited, Amethyst was too, it quickly put her mind off how worried she was and now only thought of all the food she was going to be eating. They ordered a lot of food, Greg was rich from his music career so they where able to without spending an amount that would effect them, and Greg never spent too much anyway, preferring to live a life far away from luxury.

Amethyst and steven quickly ate the food and discussed their plan to take her to see the other amethysts with blue. "The other ones are in space quite far from here but I could easily take you there in my ship", blue said, amethyst stopped eating and now dedicated all her time to listening to blue carefully, "that place where they are is also a place where humans live but also quite a sad place for me, I used to go there to mourn a lot", this peaked Steven's interest and he nearly dropped his fries when listening.

"Humans!? Living with gems!?", Steven exclaimed, nearly spitting out his fries. "Not really like that...erm the name of this place is awfully misleading they call it a human zoo but its nothing like that...", blue became quite nervous, the name and the idea of the zoo must sound terrifying to humans. "Pink diamond, really liked humans so she took them to live there in space, they just live there they're not watched and mocked like what humans do in animal zoos", she tried to explain, fearing Steven would think gems are now crazy and kidnap humans.

"Pink diamond liked humans?", Steven asked, he regretted it after as mentioning pink diamond usually really upset blue and his father always warned him to never mention her. Amethyst looked at the both of them confused, "pink diamond? Who's that?", she asked, this shocked blue, those crystal gems really sheltered her from everything to do with her true homeworld. "you'll learn at the zoo, it's a very long....and sad story", blue said, becoming quieter and sounding sadder.

Greg finally got home from work and was surprised to see amethyst still there, "what are you guys talking about?", he asked them in a friendly voice, waving to amethyst who excitedly waved back. "Greg, I need you for something", blue suddenly said, her tone serious, "what is it?", Greg asked, sounding concerned. "Amethyst spent her whole life away from her family, her fellow gems, ones who are just like her and spent her entire life with the crystal gems", blue said in a sad voice, gesturing to amethyst who was still smiling at greg "I know where her fellow amethysts are but you and steven will need to come with me", this confused Greg why would he need to come to space for gem things?

"Where would you be taking me and steven?", he asked, quite protective of his son and fearing blue would take them somewhere very dangerous. "It sounds bad but the name is a lie, it's called the zoo, the human zoo, it was a creation of pink diamond", blue knew he'd react to this badly so nudged Steven to get him to explain for her as she was known to be awful at explaining things in a good way. "NO! BLUE WE ARE NOT GOING TO SOME ZOO FOR HUMANS! ARE YOU CRAZY!?" Greg yelled, this upset amethyst and she looked away from him and crossed her arms. "DAD PLEASE!" Steven pleaded, "we need to do this for amethyst, she's my friend and she really looks up to you too! and my mum could weaken the crystal gems by doing this!", Greg rolled his eyes, "fine but I'm not becoming some attraction for aliens!" He told blue.

Blue woke up lapis and got everyone on the warp-pad, this will be a very important moment for Steven, his first time in space, his first time in the diamond ship that will one day become his. They warped to korea, where blue and Greg met. Blue diamond stood atop a mountain and raised her left arm, suddenly a giant blue ship shaped like a left arm appeared from the ground and flew into the air. "Wow mum, I can't believe I finally get to see your ship!", Steven said as he looked up in wonder. Blue summoned her wings and grabbed Steven and Greg, lapis also summoned her wings and grabbed pearl and amethyst and flew them into the palm of the hand, a small circle opened up in the very middle and they entered it, then the hand closed.

Steven looked around, amazed at all the rooms and high tech machines used to power the ship, amethyst looked out the windows of the main control room and saw that they where just above earth, she couldn't believe this was actually happening, she was finally having her dream come true!

Blue returned to her true gigantic form and sat on her throne and placed her left arm on a control panel, light covered her arm, now she could move and control the ship properly. "It's been a while since I've been here", Greg said, sitting on blue's shoulder, "I remember when you and my diamond used to have what you called make out sessions in front of the windows looking down earth", pearl wispered, this made blue blush purple and quickly tell her to go away and instead show steven and amethyst around.

Pearl went to see Steven and amethyst who where just outside the main control room. "Welcome to my diamond's ship", pearl formally said, bowing to them both, "Hey there! You're nothing like the pearl I know", amethyst loudly greeted, slightly angering pearl,"I will show you around the many rooms here and afterwards take you back to the main control room", pearl continued, in her most polite voice.

Chapter 27 Steven's first space adventure

Pearl guided amethyst to a small room where gems besides blue and her pearl stayed, it was small and cramped and felt almost like a prison cell, it had a small tablet you could use to message blue, see a map and look at other rooms. amethyst didn't care about the conditions of this small room she was just happy she'd be seeing her family soon, she could see a estimated time at the top of the tablet too, in 3 hours they'd be there.

Now that pearl only had Steven she guided him to more, "private" places like blue's music collection. It was mostly a very impressive amount of anything lana del rey themed, she had all the vinyls, put all her rarest unreleased songs on c.ds or saved them onto the ship and had every imaginable piece of merchandise. "My diamond got really into earth music because of you father", pearl said, picking up blue's favourite album, an album named paradise and showing it to Steven, "my diamond will probably start to play these songs soon, she always does when she's on this ship", pearl said under her breath, her dislike for her diamond's music taste being very clear by her tone of voice.

The arm ship formed into a fist and flew into space extremely quickly, pushing the clouds out its way. Blue pushed a button with her free hand and suddenly a large, white, diamond shaped portal opened and the hand flew in, the diamond quickly closed after they went it and they flew through space quickly in seconds, bringing them closer to the zoo and lightyears away from earth. Greg looked through the windows amazed as he saw them zoom through the portal and emerge so far away, "I have so many new song ideas now", he wispered, wishing he'd brought a notepad with him.

"So my diamond, what will we be doing at the zoo? Just dropping off the amethyst?", lapis lazuli asked, she was working with blue in the main control room, looking at maps and seeing where about in space they are. Blue's mood had changed, as they got closer and closer, painful memories started to reappear in her mind, memories of pink. Blue became quiet and covered her head with her hood, "I want to stay there for maybe some time for....personal reasons ", she said under her breath, lapis didn't ask for a explanation she understood and went back to work.

"And this is My diamond's room", pearl said, opening a huge door. Steven walked into the room amazed, "woah...this is where mum sleeps?", he asked pearl."my diamond mostly relaxes and draws here, your father stayed in here a lot with her too, she even made it accessible for humans", pearl said, touching the wall, leading to a bathroom and then touching another hidden button leading to a fridge. Steven quickly got a sandwich from the fridge and walked to the ginormous bed, "how will I get on here?", Steven asked pearl, looking up, as he looked up he noticed the entire ceiling was decorated with posters of his father.

"AAAAAH MY STEVEN DONT LOOK UP!", pearl shrieked, covering Steven's eyes, the posters of Greg where drew by blue herself and portrayed Greg as Young and very muscular."ow! Hey! Pearl! Get off me!", Steven cried as pearl covered his eyes and pulled him out the room, only taking her hands off his face when they had got out. "you did not see what you just saw my Steven! Do not tell a soul!", pearl warned him, quickly moving him away from the room and back to where amethyst was so she could take them both back to blue.

The screen now read that they'll be at the zoo in less than 30 minutes, amethyst gulped, she didn't know what the other amethysts would be like, blue did say they where like her but she also said she didn't look like them. "Hey! Amethyst!", Steven said, scaring her as he knocked on the transparent door, amethyst touched a switch making the glass door disappear and walked out to see Steven. "Hey ste-man we are gonna be here soon!", she excitedly told him, pointing to the screen. "Yes that's why we are here, you two are going back to my diamond", pearl said, quickly walking off with Steven as amethyst followed after.

"My diamond, we are nearly here", lapis said, showing blue the maps and estimated time on the screen, "oh my stars...I didn't even get a chance to play a song", blue huffed, getting out her chair and preparing herself, she moved Greg off her shoulder and held him in her hand, "it's weird seeing you big like this, it brings back so many memories", Greg said, looking up at her. As blue and Greg went to go find Steven and pearl the door opened.

"Hey b.d or.....my diamond? We are back!" Amethyst greeted blue, slightly freaked out about how tall she actually was. "Hello....amethyst", blue quietly replied, Greg looked up at her, he could tell she was upset. "Hey mum, when we get to the zoo, will the gems think me and dad are here to be kept in the zoo?", Steven sheepishly asked, pearl looked back at him like he was a idiot. "I- I don't know", blue huffed, placing greg back on the ground and going back to sit down on the ship.

"What's up with mum?", Steven asked Greg, pearl watched them as she went to stand near blue, giving them both angry looks. "She's thinking of pink diamond, I'm sure of it", Greg whispered. "Who is that again?" Amethyst asked them both quite loudly. Greg whispered in amethyst's ear, "pink diamond was a very close family member to blue who was killed and she has been mourning her death ever since", amethyst looked back at greg and nodded, realising she really shouldn't ask anything else in case blue heard and gets very sad.

"We are here", pearl said, loudly enough to get everyone to notice. Steven looked up through the window and saw it, the zoo, it was shaped almost like a pink sword and one of those eyes he saw in the sky not that long ago was floating near it. "I forgot this even was a thing" Lapis whispered as she looked out the window in wonder. "We are here", blue said, standing up and grabbing both steven and Greg in her hands and starting to walk to the exit with amethyst and pearl quickly following after her. while they did this lapis moved the ship into a opening in the zoo and landed them.

Chapter 28 welcome to the zoo

As the ship opened, blue diamond stepped out in her ginormous form, pearl stood next to her with lapis behind her and amethyst also behind, slightly scared of what she was going to see. Blue held Greg and steven tightly in her hands as she walked into the zoo's landing place for ships, the first thing they where met by was 2 harsh looking, amethyst guards standing by the door.

Amethyst gulped as she looked at her "family", they quickly saluted blue as they saw her, and then they noticed amethyst. She could see the two amethysts speaking about her as they passed by, blue told her she'll be able to speak to them later. As they where speaking with eachother a loud voice interrupted the amethysts. "What are you doing?", the voice said, it belonged to a blue skinned gem, with strange white horns that connected to her white hair, long, white, knee high boots, black pants and a sleevless black shirt, a blue shawl covering the shirt with a blue diamond in the middle and her gem on the back of her head.

"We are sorry Holly blue agate!", the two amethysts said in unison, saluting her, the agate quickly changed mood as she saw blue diamond and saluted her. "Oh my stars! My diamond! It is great to see you here!", she said, bowing to blue, Steven was going to say something but blue lightly squeezed him to keep him quiet. Holly blue kicked one of the amethysts, "why didn't anyone of you tell me blue diamond was here!", she quietly hissed to them.

"Hello there...Holly blue", blue said, greeting the gem quietly. "My diamond you haven't been here in a while, are those two humans for the zoo?", holly blue agate asked,looking at steven and greg in her hands. Lapis and pearl looked at eachother shocked, amethyst looked up at steven and was about to say something but noticed holly blue giving her an angry look. Blue diamond looked down at greg and steven who where now very scared, "yes, this one will go in first, I'll hold the smaller one for some time", blue said, handing Greg to some amethyst guards who took him away. "MUM! MUM! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!?", Steven yelled but was squeezed after. "Those humans truly make such hideous sounds don't they my diamond", Holly blue said, mocking Steven.

"Agate can you not understand all languages like me?", blue asked, looking down at Holly, the agate started to become worried, maybe she showed off her hatred for those organics too much. "My diamond...I couldn't make out what it said besides its wailing", she studdered, blue raised an eyebrow and looked back to steven, "I could understand him perfectly", blue said, her voice sounding offended that holly would speak about her son like that.

"Agate, we are also here for another reason" blue shuffled to the side to fully reveal amethyst to her, "as you saw I found an amethyst on earth, she never knew of her kind before now so I took her here to be with her family, may her fellow amethysts guide her around", blue commanded. The agate quickly called on two other amethysts to take her and guide her away, before she left with them,amethyst looked back and gave blue a smile and thumbs up, blue did the same back and Holly looked at them both shocked."I'm suprised someone like you has such respect for such gems, especially ones from earth, you're so merciful and beautiful my diamond, you truly love everything!", Holly blue dramatically said, praising blue very loudly.

"Since we are here I think it will be good if I take lapis lazuli and pearl on a tour around this zoo", blue said, holly blue agate quickly agreed and took them around the pink building. as this happened Greg was dragged across the corridors by the amethysts and thrown into a small opening in the wall. Lapis stood next to holly blue as she went on a long explanation about the zoo, begging for her to be quiet, "this zoo was once operated by pink diamond, but because of the terrible short ending of her life", she loudly proclaimed, her voice echoing through the corridors "my diamond and her trusted agate, that's me! Preserved this place in pink diamond's memory".

Steven wanted to ask many questions but that agate really didn't seem to respect him, or even understand what he was saying eventhough he was the son of her diamond. "How do you get in the zoo?", he asked, struggling as blue held onto him tightly, blue looked down to him, enraged and hushed him. The agate turned around, looking up at steven disgusted, "why is that one so loud My diamond?", she complained.

"how do you get in the zoo?" Lapis asked, asking the question for Steven. "Oh I'm so glad you asked! There's many different important doors that allow us into the zoo, like here", holly pointed to some bigger pink doors, that looked different and had a much more intricate design than most of the other doors in the zoo "but we can also look down to watch them while still staying here", she pressed a button making the floor under them become transparent, Steven squirmed in his mother's hands to look down but couldn't, holly quickly pressed the button again turning it off and continued the tour.

"Interesting, you're keeping the zoo in great condition", blue congratulated holly, who saluted her and bowed, "now I think we should take this human and put him in the zoo now", she passed Steven to some amethyst guards who quickly grabbed him and marched off with him. "WAIT! MUM! STOP!", Steven yelled, trying to fight the strong amethyst's grip, "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM! I AM THE SON OF BLUE DIAMOND! OBEY ME!!", he cried as they threw him into the same small opening in the wall, "my stars this one is so loud", the amethyst guards joked to one another as he was thrown in.

As Steven went through the small hole, the floor became a ramp and moved him through a small pipe, strange blue fingers, that looked like peridot's started to pull on him and scan him. "MUM!!!!", Steven yelled, still trying to get his mother's attention but the fingers quickly distracted him as they tried to pull his clothes off, first his Mr universe shirt, then they tried to pull of his pants, Steven slapped the fingers and tried to run away but in the end was powerless and let them take the pants.

Now Steven was embarrassed, and nearly naked, then he started to approach a terrifying looking machine, it was slamming up and down, Steven tried to out run it but couldn't, as it slammed down on him it gave him new, odd clothes. "Ew what is this...loin cloth!?", Steven huffed, he was now wearing a white cloth and a blue sleeveless jacket. then, the machine gave him pink earrings, "ouch!", Steven yelped, snacking the fingers. Suddenly water fell from the sky and covered Steven, he swam up the water and came up from the surface. As he looked above the surface he realised where he was, the human zoo.

Blue diamond told holly to keep guiding around lapis but she and pearl stayed in the corner, planning something. Blue followed where the amethysts took Steven and found the place where humans where put in the zoo. "Alright pearl, after I do this, you go back to holly and lapis", blue told pearl, preparing herself for the plan she had just created. "Are you sure this will go well?", pearl said to blue, quite scared of even asking her diamond such a question. "I don't know but I'll try!" Blue said, shape-shifting into her smaller form she used on earth and taking off her dress and giving it to pearl. she was wearing those alien shorts underneath and a white shirt she stole from Greg. "Alright, here it goes!", blue said, jumping into the hole and shape-shifting her colours to be more human like, pearl hid blue's clothes in her gem and quickly left the scene to find lapis and Holly blue.

"And this place was specially designed by pink diamond", Holly blue explained, showing lapis around, lapis really didn't want to be here and didn't really understand why she was even here. Pearl quickly found them and ran to them, "I'm sorry, my diamond had to go somewhere", she apologised. "She has probably gone to pink diamond's old room, oh my diamond is still in such a upsetting state because of pink's tragic demise!", holly dramatically proclaimed. Suddenly two nervous looking amethysts ran to holly blue.

"Holly blue agate! We have important news for you!", they frantically told her, "WE DO NOT RUN OR SHOUT IN THESE HALLWAYS!", holly yelled at them, her voice echoing across the whole zoo."it's just we-" the amethysts tried to explain but holly interrupted them again, "How can I tell what you're saying when you're MUMBLING!" She loudly lectured them. "It's just-YELLOW DIAMOND IS ON HER WAY TO THE ZOO!", the two amethysts finally where able to speak.

"Oh my stars! Two diamonds in one day!", holly blue gasped, "we must prepare ourselves!", she quickly ran to every amethyst she could find, making sure they where standing straight and not doing anything that wasn't their job. "Where is blue diamond?", lapis wispered to pearl, "she has gone into the zoo undercover to see Steven and greg", pearl explained.

Chapter 29 gareg, stayvaan and laysuh

Steven looked at his surroundings in shock, this was it, the human zoo. As he stood in the fake water that took him here, three people caught his attention. It was his father, sitting by the fake water with two other people who where braiding his hair, all of them where wearing the exact same clothes Steven was also wearing.

"DAD!", Steven yelled, running to his father to hug him, "Steven!? She put you in here too!?", Greg exclaimed, running to his son and hugging him tightly. "Yeah! But I don't know why!? Is she trying to hide us!?", Steven asked his father, he felt so hurt that his mother was treating him, the son of a diamond in such a way.

"Gareg! Is this your friend!", one of the humans who was with Greg said, this human was a tall, dark skinned man with brown hair and the other one was a pale woman with blond hair and green eyes. "Wy-6, this is my son Steven!", Greg replied, Greg had already found friends in the zoo and had become a known name across all the other humans here. "Greetings stayvaan!", wy-6 said, "Hello there stayvaan! I am jay-10", the blond human also said.

As they where speaking, another person shot out the water, this time a woman. "Did mum bring another person here!?", Steven said, looking back at the person, "wait a minute...", Greg said, looking closer and realising how familiar that person looked as they got up, "blue-blue!? What are you doing here!?", Greg gasped and ran to see her.

"Hey Greg!", blue said, in her human disguise, "they took my shorts", she huffed. "You're also here?", Steven asked, raising an eyebrow. "Oh my! you also know this new girl?", wy-6 asked Steven. "Erm yeah...me and her are family", he replied, weirded out by how these humans acted and spoke, they sounded so fake and happy all the time. "Why did you put us in here!", Greg said to blue, he was mad but tried to keep calm. "Erm...", blue looked at the floor embarrassed, "ok...this is really stupid but I kinda got too scared to explain to the gems that you and steven are special", she studdered, trying to make eye contact with greg, "soo....I had a bit of a brain fart and just put you guys here and was planning to get you back when we're about to go home but then I felt bad right after so I came here in My disguise to save you!". Greg face palmed at this, he knew blue could be quite stupid but this was next level, "well at least you're here now", he mumbled under his breath.

Jay-10 and wy-6 quickly ran to blue to greet her and ask her name, Steven followed after them and looked at blue as they spoke to her, he was also very angry at her. "What is your name miss!", jay-10 asked blue diamond, this made her think for a while, going through all the fake human names she used over the years to find a good one. "I am.... Lisa hannigan!", blue proudly told them, Greg face palmed again and wispered "oh my god" to himself as Steven cringed. "Oh hello there laysuh welcome to our home!", wy-6 said.

Suddenly, while where all speaking, the matching pink earrings that everyone wore started to light up and a voice came from them. "Good morning everyone, you must be very hungry right now", the voice said, all the humans in the zoo quickly agreed with this and went to plants where purple fruits appeared. "What is this...", blue said, playing with her earrings. "You don't know? Don't you run this place!?", Steven questioned her as he ate the very fake looking fruit. "Gareg today the fruit is purple!" Wy-6 exclaimed to Greg, the people of the zoo really seemed to love him. "Honestly...I barely looked into this place, its my first time actually looking at the people here", blue whispered to steven.

"Laysuh! Here you go!", jay-10 said, suddenly appearing from behind Steven and giving blue one of the purple fruits, blue looked down at it and gave it to Steven when no one looked. As everyone ate the fruits the voice appeared again, "are you enjoying the fruit?", it asked, all the humans said they loved the food right after in unison, it creeped blue out. "What a strange place you made...pink" she whispered to herself, thinking back to all the memories she had of pink diamond talking about the zoo and people.

"Now it is time to play!" The voice said, all the humans started to roll down hills and laugh, Greg joined in but Steven and blue just looked at eachother. "Mum, get me out of here!", Steven complained, blue just looked at the humans and gulped, thinking about how weird this place this, "I'll try", she said to steven. "Come on you two, play along!", Greg said, coming up to see them after he saw they didn't follow him to "play". Blue reluctantly agreed and rolled down a hill, "maybe this isn't as bad as I thought", she said to Greg, Steven followed after, but he was having no fun at all.

Now everyone was laying on the floor after rolling around and the voice appeared and spoke to them again, "now raise your hands like you're going to touch outer space", all the humans once again obeyed and raised their arms to the ceiling, it was glass and revealed all the stars of space around the zoo. As everyone had their hands in the air Steven attempted to send a thought to blue, "Mum! Get us out now! You are a diamond! You can command the gems to save us!", but blue wasn't listening, she was just following the commands the earrings told her and had her hands in the air. "Mum please", Steven said out loud, shuffling towards blue, "I don't wanna wear these weird costumes anymore", he wispered to her. Blue looked down at him and sighed, putting her arms down, "I'll find a way soon OK? It's just, I want to see what this place is really like, this place....she made". "Pink diamond?", Steven asked, blue, ignored this and just turned around and went to speak with wy-6 about something.

"Now it's time to smell the flowers", the voice commanded (albeit still in a friendly soft voice), blue and Greg had their long hair braided by the humans during this. "Isn't this so fun stayvaan?", jay-10 asked Steven, he just rolled his eyes and said, what if I don't want to smell the flowers?", this seemed to have shocked jay-10 as she thought for a second and asked "why wouldn't you!?", she put one of the flowers in his hair. Steven stormed off to blue and Greg and knocked the flower off his hair, blue grabbed it and put it in her's. "Steven, come on, we will get out here soon", Greg said, trying to cheer up his son. "It better be soon, I can't take this crazy place anymore", steven said under his breath.

"Now it is time to take a relaxing bath", after all the "fun" it was cleaning time for the people of the zoo. Everyone flocked to an oasis and bathed or played in it. "Watch My splash gareg!", jay-10 said, jumping from a small hill and into the water, the splash was very small and barely made a sound. "You wanna see a real splash? Watch this! CANNONBALL!", Greg yelled as he dived into the water, making all the humans laugh, blue quickly copied him and did a much more dramatic dive, this time Steven actually joined in and jumped into the water to play with his family, using some of his water powers to splash his dad. "It seems you're having some fun now, right schtu-ball?", Greg joked to steven. "Laysuh, gareg! Your splash was amazing!", wy-6 said, as the other humans congratulated them on their splashes.

The sun in the sky was now covered by a dark sheet to represent night on earth and the entire zoo went dark, "it is now time for bed everyone" the voice said and everyone got out the pool and went to sleep. Greg sat on a Bush and quickly fell asleep with everyone else but blue and steven stayed awake. "Now is our chance to get out!", Steven said, pulling his dad awake and making him and blue look for any door. In less than a minute they easily found a pink door badly hidden by some fake plants. "mum how do you open this", Steven asked her, "there's no lock on this side, only on the other side it can be opened", she said, moving some of the plants covering it to look for a lock. "Then I guess I've got no choice!", Steven said, taking a running start and slamming on the door as hard as he could, the slamming was very loud and echoed throughout the entire zoo.

"Gareg!", wy-6 said, suddenly appearing from a Bush, "stayvaan!", jay-10 said, also appearing from a Bush, "and laysuh you're here!" They both said. Greg, Steven and blue looked back embarrassed and in fear that they got caught. "So you three where the ones making all that noise!", wy-6 said, the tones of their voices were so happy and friendly sounding all the time it sounded fake, it felt unsettling almost. "What are you three doing?" Jay-10 asked, "is it a game? If so can we play". "No we are trying to open this door!", Steven told them.

"What is....a door?" Jay-10 asked completely clueless, blue nearly yelled "what!?" Out loud but stopped herself in time. "It's like...a wall that opens!" Steven said, trying his best to explain something he never knew would even need to be explained. "Walls don't open!", wy-6 joked but jay-10 quickly responded, "I do remember hearing a story about a opening wall once!", this quickly got everyone's attention. "I remember hearing that a very long time ago a gem came through a wall to help someone who was......hurt".

"Hurt? What is this hurt?" Wy-6 asked, "I don't know", jay-10 replied, blue and Greg looked at eachother in shock, blue was shocked pink diamond was able to make such a place and Greg was shocked blue diamond was able to allow such a thing to exist and be so stupid about it! "I know what hurt is!", Steven suddenly proclaimed, jay-10 and wy-6 looked at him, fascinated. "Hurt is...like the opposite of good, its a bad feeling, like you're upset", but Steven's explanation didn't work, they where still completely clueless about any of these "bad" feelings.

"Everyone it is time for the choosening", the voice suddenly said, Jay-10 and wy-6 quickly became very exited and changed the subject. "Gareg! laysuh! The choosening is about to happen!" They proclaimed, taking ahold of Greg's hans and guiding him through the fake bushes as Steven followed after them. They lead him to a circle where everyone was standing around, Steven wasn't allowed to stand with everyone, only to watch outside. "The choosening Is a very special occasion we are so glad you are here", wy-6 told Greg as he stood next to him.

Somehow, without anyone noticing blue diamond didnt go to the circle Steven noticed this and was able to spot her through the bushes, he watched her, closely. She was going back to the walls and constantly looking around making sure no one had followed after her. She stood by one of the walls then a door opened, revealing pearl! Steven was about to run after and follow her but the door closed right after in an instant.

Chapter 30 face to face with yellow diamond

Blue diamond had now mysteriously disappeared and Greg was now stuck with all these people during some sort of ritual with Steven watching on the outside. now it was time for this "choosening". The voice in the earrings said then called the names of 2 humans to step in the circle and when they both stepped in they started to kiss and hold hands, now it became obvious to Greg and steven was this thing was. "IS THIS SOME KINDA MATCHMAKING THING!?", Greg exclaimed, steven just watched on in horror fearing his father may be next.

"Jay-10 please step into the center of the circle", the voice commanded, before walking into the circle she looked back to greg and said, "who ever is choosened to be with you will be very special, gareg!". Greg looked back to his son, terrified, "steven help me", he wispered, but Steven was powerless they could only hope he won't be chosen. "Gareg please step into the center of the circle", their hopes where sadly useless.

The humans clapped and congratulated Greg as he was chosen but he stayed still he didnt walk into the circle. "gareg! Jay-10 is waiting for you!", wy-6 said, pushing Greg towards her, Steven knew that if his mother was here she'd be literally foaming at the mouth and fighting people for Greg so maybe it's a good thing she ran away at this time. As greg was pushed further and further to jay-10 by wy-6 he yelled, "HOLD ON! This isn't how we do this!", silencing everyone who was cheering for him just moments ago.

"Back on earth we 'choosened' who ever we wanted! We fell in love on our own!" Greg attempted to explain to the humans, Steven joined in, "my parents weren't told by a voice to choosen eachother they did it by themselves!", he said. The humans all whispered among eachother, taking in what they have been told, greg took a deep breath, "good now can i-", "well them....I CHOOSE GAREG!" Wy-6 proclaimed, grabbing Greg's hand, soon after every other human ran to Greg proclaiming that they have choosened him. "NOOOOO! STOP! I CHOOSEN NONE OF YOU", Greg screamed, the humans all froze then, started to cry, some falling to the floor, some tearing their clothes in anguish and most running away. "Wait, don't cry", Greg said, trying to stop literally every other human besides himself and his son hysterically crying and throwing themselves around. Steven pulled him away, "dad what do we do", he said, looking up to his dad scared as everyone around them shrieked and rolled around on the floor. "Is this hurt???", wy-6 said, tears and snow all over his face, "Gareg has hurt us!????", "Why has gareg hurt us???", jay-10 cried, "Take this hurt away!!!" The humans sobbed and reached their hands up to space.

The doors suddenly opened and many amethyst guards ran into the zoo, trying their best to calm the crying humans down, "let's get out of here!", Steven yelled, pointing his dad to the now open door and running to it as fast as they could. "Where do you two think you're going!", an amethyst guard yelled, picking them both up and taking them away. They where taken to a room filled with all sorts of other amethysts and similar looking red and orange skinned gems, in the middle stood the amethyst Steven knew, she looked scared. "Steven! Greg!, these new amethysts they are....they are", she studdered as they all laughed. "THEY'RE ALL SO GREAT!" She yelled, laughing at how she scared Steven and Greg. "These guys are just like me! Blue was right!". Amethyst ran to steven and greg hugging them "And what are you guys wearing!?", she laughed, poking their zoo clothes.

But their reunion was cut short as the door behind them opened revealing holly blue agate. "WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING! GET TO WORK!" She shrieked, pulling the amethysts around and pushing all sitting gems too the ground, "NOT ONLY IS BLUE DIAMOND HERE, BUT YELLOW IS! AND YOU ACT LIKE THIS!? GET TO WORK NOW!, all the Amethysts stood up and quickly ran out, saluting her, Steven and greg followed after, hiding amongst them, "get out of here now, just go through that door!", Amethyst told them, pushing them to a random door that lead to a very pink corridor.

As they opened the door they where met by a large pink room with pillows on the floor, and large pillars. the door closed as soon as they stepped in and steven wasn't able to open it anymore, they were locked in. In this room where many bubbles, with gems in them, pink gems, Steven looked up wondering what they where. "Are those gems in there?", Greg asked his son, "it seems so", Steven replied. Their conversation was suddenly cut short as Steven randomly burst into tears and fell to the floor this also triggered his powers and made Greg start to cry too.

"Schu-ball what's happening!?", Greg said, helping his son up, "These tears they must be....mum's!? She must be here!", he yelled, but Greg quickly covered his mouth and hid them both behind a pillar. Another giant door on the other side of the room opened, revealing blue diamond, she was back in her original size and was covering her eyes with her hood, pearl was also there and closed the door after she came in with blue. Blue diamond knelt down and took of her hood, looking up as tears ran down her eyes. "This must be pink diamond's room", Greg wispered as he watched blue crying, Steven tried to turn away, he couldn't bare seeing his mother in such a awful state, but Greg made him keep looking, he kept him in place behind that pillar.

Then the door opened again, revealing an equally as giant woman, standing with her arms crossed and looking annoyed, it was yellow diamond. "Please tell me you're joking", she sighed as she rolled her eyes. Blue flinched seeing yellow and quickly wiped away her tears, "yellow!?...what are you doing here", she squeaked, "I'm here to bring you back to reality blue", yellow said, walking around blue to face her. "I honestly thought you where getting better, last call I saw genuine improvement but what is this!?", she complained, blue just looked away, she didn't want to deal with this right now. Along with yellow diamond, her pearl also came with them, her pearl was dressed very similar to blue's pearl, just with high socks and large flowing fabric on her shoulders. Yellow's pearl, smirked at blue's pearl and she just looked away, similar to how their diamonds where acting. "So this is how mum's sisters treat her!?" Steven wispered to his father but Greg just hushed him.

"You said you where working but you're here at this stupid zoo, looking at these things of the past that should he destroyed", yellow said, moving around some of the bubbles with her hands. "What's next you're telling me you've been to earth? you're not that pathetic right? but then again you keep these things in bubbles", yellow said under her breath, this angered blue as she stood up and was now face to face with yellow. "They where HER gems yellow! This zoo! Her planet! All HER'S!", blue yelled, fighting back tears. Yellow just laughed, she laughed in blue's face and blue wasn't having it. "Oh my stars blue! you're such a fool sometimes, she was shattered by a rose quartz yet you keep the rose quartz gems alive in bubbles!", yellow laughed as she grabbed one of the gems in the bubbles and casually crushed it with her hands without a second thought, blue just looked down in horror, "but they where hers....", she wispered, looking at the shards in yellow's hand.

Both steven and Greg had to stop eachother from yelling or gasping at what they just saw, yellow diamond just shattered a gem right in front of blue, to prove a point too! "Now shouldn't we do this to the rest?", yellow asked blue, wrapping her arms around her and stroking her hair, "NO!", blue yelled, smacking yellow's arms off her. "WHY DO YOU THINK JUST DESTROYING EVERYTHING WILL MAKE IT BETTER!?", the pearls both flinched and looked at eachother, they haven't seen blue like this in a while, well yellow's pearl hasn't. "YES PINK IS DEAD BUT MAKING IT OUT LIKE SHE NEVER EXISTED JUST MAKES IT WORSE!". Yellow sighed again, "I guess you'll never learn", she said under her breath, "what?", blue asked, sounding furious, her eyes wide and making her look unhinged.

"Earth will be gone soon, thanks to my cluster, this zoo and those gems will be gone soon as well", yellow said before leaving, her pearl followed after too. Blue just broke down crying again, covering her face and rolling into a ball onto the floor. "Mum?", Steven asked, scaring blue, who looked back at him shocked. "Steven!? How did you get out!? I was going to get you two I just had to go here for a while....for the memories", she said, picking up Greg and steven and hiding them in her hair loop. "Let's get out of here", Greg said, smiling up at blue.

The giant door opened once again, this time revealing holly blue and a very annoyed lapis lazuli. "My 2 great diamonds! It is great to see you- oh I mean my 1 great diamond!...Only you blue are my diamond....", Holly blue studdered, shocked yellow wasn't there and sad she couldn't use her planned greetings she made just for this occasion. "You just missed her", blue said, her voice still sounding quite sad, "we will be going now, lapis will be going in my ship again, thank you for the tour", blue returned to her commanding voice, walking out to see lapis and wave to the amethysts who where thanking her for bringing over a new member of the family.

Blue took Steven and greg out her hair and let them walk alongside her as holly blue walked them back, going on one of her dramatic long monologues about how much she loves blue diamond. "How did you handle her alone?", pearl quietly asked lapis, "barely!", lapis said, laughing loudly enough to get the agate's attention, "what are you saying pearl?", she said, turning to look at the pearl. "She said nothing", blue snapped, this quickly made holly stop looking at her and go completely silent.

Now they where right in front of the ship, about to leave, the amethysts all stood behind holly blue and waved them off, the amethyst Steven and blue met on earth came up to them and thanked them, much to holly blue's, annoyance. "Thank you so much blue- or my diamond!" She said, blue smiled and gifted amethyst a diamond-line, "use this if you need me, just connect the two blue sides to call me", she said, as all the Amethysts cheered. Holly blue looked at this in horror, "my diamond!? How do you think such a disgusting chunk of earth could operate such a thing!" She yelled. Blue just glared at her, she was mad and all the Amethysts knew it, they laughed at Holly and made her blush and yell at them.

To make holly blue's day worse, she also saw that two humans where getting on her diamond's ship. "MY DIAMOND LOOK BEHIND YOU!", she screeched, "THERE'S TWO ESCAPED HUMANS AND THEYRE GETTING ON YOUR SHIP", holly blue summoned her weapon, an electric whip and attempted to grab steven and greg with it but was quickly stopped by blue grabbing the whip. "They're coming with me!", blue said, breaking the whip and making holly blue fall to the floor, embarrassed and shocked. "and I was also at the zoo, does this make me escaped too?", she joked, revealing she was still wearing the zoo clothes under her robes. Blue jumped into the ship and waved off the amethysts as they all laughed and mocked holly blue, who lay there in shock, "bye bye agate!" Blue said, taking off her earrings from the zoo and throwing them right into holly blue's face .

"So let's go back home! I hope Connie hasn't missed us!", blue said, stretching and getting ready to control the ship. Steven stood by his mother and stroked her long white hair, "mum? Is yellow diamond always like that?", he asked, blue looked back to him, his question had taken away her happy tone so suddenly, "you shouldn't have seen that, I'll tell you it all when we get home, this time I won't be too emotional", she said, she could see how much yellow had scared him, she felt awful.

"Thank the stars that's over!" Lapis said, recovering from the nightmare that was holly blue, "she's always like that, I don't understand how My diamond does it!", pearl joked, they both stood by the windows and waved off the zoo, "well they do call blue merciful for a reason!", lapis laughed, all throughout their journey home lapis and pearl spoke to eachother none stop, they joked about their time with blue and how they where much more in common than they thought, all of Pearl's suspicions about lapis had disappeared in an instant.

#steven universe #blue diamond #blue diamond steven universe #steven universe blue diamond #steven universe au #Steven universe fanfic #blue steven au #bd! steven #holly blue agate #yellow diamond #yellow diamond su #blue pearl #the zoo steven universe #fanfiction #momswap au #old blue-niverse was so weird looking back omg #lapiz lazuli

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mimisempai · 1 year ago

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Just a storm

Summary

After a fight more violent than any other, will Greg and Mycroft be able to get past the words spoken in anger and weather the storm?

Notes

Mystrade Monday 3.0 #46 - “I’m proud of us”

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Although they disagreed from time to time, they rarely fought, which is why Greg was shocked by the force of the argument they'd just had. They had both raised their voices like never before, and Greg wasn't even sure what had started the fight.

Probably, as always, an accumulation of little things over the weeks, their respective jobs taking up their time and preventing them from communicating properly, little frustrations getting swallowed up instead of being brought to the surface, only to grow bigger as time went on.

Probably a little bit of all of that.

But for the first time, Greg didn't know how to get back. They had said some harsh things to each other that were still ringing in his ears, and Greg turned to the door.

He put his hand on the doorknob.

He needed fresh air, time to think.

He turned the doorknob.

"So is it over?"

Mycroft's words and almost broken voice stopped Greg in his tracks.

Greg closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.

Of course it wasn't over.

They hadn't come this far for a fight to destroy everything they had built together.

He was about to turn away when Mycroft's voice continued in a whisper, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything I said. I didn't mean a word of it. Even if you go, you must know this. Don't believe any of the terrible things I told you. If you have to remember anything, just remember that I love you more than anything. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

As Mycroft spoke, Greg felt the anger that had been in him just before fade away. Then he turned back to Mycroft and saw that his lover had his eyes on the floor and wasn't looking at him.

Greg knew what he had to do.

Mycroft didn't have to take sole responsibility for this argument.

So he walked slowly forward and when he reached Mycroft, he gently grasped his hands, causing the other man to raise his head.

Seeing his lover's defeated expression, which must have been an exact reflection of his own, he told himself they were both idiots.

He smiled softly and said gently, "Me too, Mycroft, I'm sorry for what I said. I don't even remember what we were arguing about."

Mycroft murmured, "Something about dirty socks lying around."

Greg grinned sheepishly, "My bad."

Mycroft shook his head, "No, I shouldn't have lost my temper like that."

Greg says quietly, "Let's say the responsibility is fifty-fifty. Mycroft, I really regret what I said to you, and of course it's not over, of course I'm not leaving, I just wanted to give us space. But what we need is just to talk. I love you too. You too are the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. So let's not let a dirty pair of socks and my sensitivity get the best of us. What do you say?"

Mycroft finally smiled, ever so slightly, and replied, "I say that's an excellent idea, Detective Lestrade."

Greg chuckled and retorted, "My talent will only be recognized after my death."

It was Mycroft who closed the space between them and opened his arms, into which Greg naturally snuggled before tightening his arms around Mycroft. As Mycroft closed his arms around him, he felt him exhale in relief against his hair, and Greg in turn let out the same sigh.

Enjoying the reunion with Mycroft, Greg said quietly, "I'm proud of us.”

"What do you mean?" whispered Mycroft against his hair.

Greg lifted his head to look at him and said quietly, "We made it through the storm and came out unscathed. I'm proud of us for that."

Mycroft nodded slowly, then leaned forward and pressed his lips to Greg's in a tender kiss that sealed their reconciliation.

As long as they let their hearts speak, they could weather any storm.

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story 🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

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harmonyverendez · 2 years ago

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Dating Them | Crystal Gems + Greg & Rose Quartz - Steven Universe

Steven Universe

• Oh my! You two relationship is just so pure.

•. This boy would do anything for you.

" Do you need anything y/n?".

" Why don't I go to school with you today?".

" Oh my God! Steven, you can't go to school with me!".

"it doesn't hurt to try y/n".

• Forehead kisses here and there.

• Always looking out for you.

• Wakes you up with breakfast. ( Even though sometimes they are burnt. Leave the kid alone, he tried )

• You go on some of his missions. And he hates it sometimes. Doesn't want you to get hurt.

• the First kiss, was under a mistletoe ( Set up by Garnet * Wink Wink * )

• The Town people not understanding you two's relationship.

• Of course you get a lot of hate. Especially from Lars ( Idiot )

• I don't know. He is just so pure. Just don't break his heart, and he'll be yours forever.

Garnet ( + Ruby & Sapphire )

Sapphire

• You met Sapphire first. She was such a sweetheart. Always willing to protect her from Blue Diamond. ( Even to risk your life )

• The other gems do not like you, because you bring out the wild side and confident side of Sapphire.

• Always looking out for your future. She would shatter her gem if she finds out you are dead or your future is black.

• Slow dances, her having her hands on your waist and your hands would be on her shoulders.

• Major Height differences ( You are taller or shorter.)

• Not giving a shit if people don't like your relationship. It's not their places.

• Homeworld is slightly homophobic. They don't date or do anything like that.

• I won't lie, you two fused for at least a week one time and liked it. Your fusion was stable and calm. Very beautiful even, but you two were new to it. You didn't understand.

• Running away from homeworld and coming to earth to live a better life.

• Ended up meeting Rose and her pearls. And everything was okay.

Ruby

• Oh! She would be so protective over you. Would not let you out of her eyesight.

• if the other rubies try to harm you. The ass would be having damaged Gemstone to their homes.

• Always holding your hand when you get nervous.

• going for long walks in the forest.

• You two always singing and dancing.

• Fused at least 5 times. What? Miss girl was curious, and what Ruby says, what goes.

• Not giving a flying fuck what the other think.

• You always have to look over your shoulders just in case.

• Ruby teaching you how to fight.

• And you teaching her how to draw, create things, and flowers. Etc

Garnet

• oh my God! She would be so protective over you.

• on certain days you are allowed to see her. Because she is always out.

• Jamee falling in love with you. But is sad when he sees Garnet kissing you.

• Everyone in beach city loves you.

• Always picking and messing with Lars and Sadie. Teasing them, and making them squirm.

• Helping Steven with his homework.

• Fixing anything in the house that is destroyed.

• Garnet and you two going on the beach and relaxing. Her arms were around you and your head lay on her chest. Forehead kisses and hand squeezes.

• Lots and lots of kisses.

• Practice mediation.

• You already knew Garnet before you met. Why? Because you knew Sapphire or Garnet before meeting the rest of the Crystal gems. You dated one of them, so Garnet recognize you.

• Cheek kissing, Neck kisses. Etc

• Garnet loves showing you off.

• whispers sweet nothings in your ear.

• She will, love cherish and protect you forever.

Pearl

• Oh, she doesn't like human food, she thinks it's disgusting because they come out the backside.

• Since you can cook. She tasted your food for the first time and loved it. She says she doesn't like food. But every once in a Blue Moon, she wouldn't mind eating your food.

• Always brush your hair and doing your makeup.

•She loves it when you wear girly things, bows, hair products, jewelry, ballerina outfits. Etc

• Can't fit your shoes. Since her feet are too big for you. So she'll make all your shoes and you love them.

• Slow dances with you.

• Likes to do your laundry and such

• Is a total sweetheart.

• Teachingg you sword fights and such.

• Gets envious when someone else looks your way. Always hiding you from the dangerous world.

• Massages your feet, and does everything or anything you ask.

• No Questions asked.

• Etc.

Amethyst

• Is a goofball..

• Always cracking jokes to make you laugh.

Hey Y/N watch this? ".

" Yes Amy?".

Protect over you as always.

• But there are some days when you will have to comfort her. Because of her past and insecurities.

• Both of you being there for each other.

• Not letting anyone driving you away.

• You are here to stay baby.

• Cheek kisses, forehead kisses, nose kisses, nuzzles here and there.

• Always shape-shifting to make you laugh. But then you figure out the meaning behind them.

• Basically she will bow to you. You are here Queen.

Rose Quartz

• Not knowing deep down she is Pink Diamond ( But hey that's another story for another day )

• Forming a rock band together.

• Hated when she grew to like Greg..

• Confronted her about it and she laughs it off. Of course, she liked him, he was funny. But you? You were her everything.

• Major height differences ( she is 8'ft tall and you are under 6 or 7. but she will always be taller )

• Playing with her giant curls.

• You met her when she first arrived. She was all cute and lonely. She shows her around and instants you two formed a bond.

• Pearl envies you because of Rose. She wants the woman all to herself. But it's flattered.

• Always in her room. ( Doing who knows what )

• Rose taking care of you

• Fused 2-3 times with. Both of your two fused names were either " Rainbow Quartz" or " Galaxy Quartz".

• You two are relationship goals.

Greg Universe

• Yeah, young Greg looks just like Steven. It's amazing really.

• Always goes to his rock convert even when no one is there.

• he always have your back.

• hanging out and driving around in his van.

• playing and braiding his hair.

• Deep, passionate kisses.

• Always leaving town on dates.

• To see the stars.

• This man knows you are the woman of his dreams

• teaching you how to play the guitar.

• Siting on the beach and enjoying life.

• He would do anything for you.

• Etc.

AM I MISSING SOMETHING? TELL ME WHAT YOU think. IT TOOK ME NEARLY 2 HOURS TO WRITE THIS. SO ENJOY.

THANK YOU - Aaliyah❤️

#steven universe #garnet #Greg #Steven #Pearl #rose quartz #homeworld #Relationship #Romance #dating #headcanon

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anmylica · 2 years ago

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Chapter 6: Labyrinthine Lies

“The Fields of Asphodel”

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Killian Jones was not a man who accepted defeat easily. He always managed to wriggle his way out of dire circumstances, whether it was escaping the bonds of slavery and servitude, escaping the Dark One’s clutches with only a lost hand to show for it, or managing to get his heart back from said Dark One after nearly having it crushed in a clock tower (not the mention the hundreds of other scrapes he had gotten into and out of over the years). No, Killian Jones managed to get out of trouble, period.

So when he awoke in a cell with no bars, he had to blink to make sure he was seeing correctly and think twice about what this meant.

This seemed way too convenient.

Taking a moment to ponder the decided lack of a door, he mentally cataloged his injuries. His wounds were somewhat scabbed over, though some of them were still bleeding lightly. One of his eyes was swollen shut due to the blow Hades had given him across it, and his ribs hurt with an ache he hadn’t felt since he had had them broken by the car Greg Mendel used to drive into Storybrooke (and, subsequently, him). As he took stock of his injuries, he managed to get into a sitting position, which allowed him to stare at the decided (no, he wasn’t imagining it) lack of bars around what he supposed was his cage?

He pushed himself gingerly to a standing position, trying not to jostle his wounds more than he needed to. He hobbled over to the entry way and stuck his hook through the space, checking to see if there was some sort of an invisible barrier. There was none.

He glanced around in wonderment. Nothing was keeping him here? Hades was just going to let him escape? It seemed too good to be true, but everything suggested that this was real. He was actually going to be able to get out of here.

He put one foot outside his cell, testing to see if he would get away with leaving.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” a voice called out, causing Killian to startle.

“Who’s there?” Killian called out, his voice a little raspy from both the lack of use and the screams of pain he had released during his torture sessions with Hades.

“It’s me,” the voice called timidly back. Killian squinted his eyes, trying to make out who the voice belonged to, but it was hard to see her in the shadows. Finally, he saw a brown haired girl dressed in rags huddled in one corner of an adjacent cell.

“Who are you?” Killian called out.

“My name is Megara, but my friends call me Meg. At least, they would,” she continued, smiling sadly, “if I had any friends. Who are you?”

“Captain Killian Jones, but most people know me better as Captain Hook,” replied Killian.

“A pleasure,” Meg called back.

“Likewise. Now what was that you said just now?” Killian tilted his head as he considered her response., trying not to moan at the effort it was requiring of him to remain standing.

“You can’t leave this place; there’s no use trying.”

Killian looked around confusedly. “But the cells are open?” he asked hesitatingly, failing to see the problem.

Meg nodded. “It’s a trick. He won’t let you leave.”

Killian leaned heavily against the doorway of his cell. “Why are you in here?” he asked, disregarding her certainty that he wouldn’t be able to make his escape for the moment.

Meg shook her hair out of her dirty face. “He’s punishing me for betraying him. I tried to help Hercules stop him from destroying Mount Olympus.”

“Hercules?” Killian echoed.

Meg nodded sadly. “My love. He locked me away here and sent Hercules somewhere else and won’t allow us to reunite. I haven’t seen my love for eons.”

“Eons?” Killian echoed. “How long have you been dead?”

Meg shook her head. “I’ve lost count of the years. Honestly, I’ve lost hope of ever reuniting with him. Hades will never forgive us, so we’ll never have the chance to move on.”

“Why did Hades want to destroy Mount Olympus?” Killian asked. If it had something to do with that woman Hades was so prickly about, then maybe that could be the key to Killian’s escaping this prison.

Meg shrugged. “I don’t know. He never told me in all the years I was in his service.”

Killian nodded once in acknowledgement as he pondered over this. Whatever it was that Hades was seeking revenge over, it must have happened long ago. He wondered if the woman had been a former love of the god, and if something had happened to her much like what had happened to Milah. He shook himself mentally after a moment, determined that whatever it was that motivated Hades, it wasn’t going to stop Killian in his pursuit of escape.

Killian huffed a sigh, and then said to Meg, “Which way is the best way to go? I know,” he added when he saw Meg begin to protest that it wasn’t possible to escape again, “you think it’s not possible. Humor me. What ways have you tried?”

“I’ve tried them all. I’ve tried them until trying seemed pointless.”

Killian clenched his jaw and looked up and down the corridors. “Well, perhaps I’ll have better luck.”

Mega let out a hollow chuckle. “You won’t.”

“We’ll see. I’m quite the survivor.” With that, Killian shoved off the archway and turned to his right, leaving the girl behind. He hobbled as fast as he could, and he found that his body ached a little less now that he was moving. He took note of the flagstone under his feet and the stone walls that rose up to a stone ceiling some ten feet above him. Every few yards torches burned, lighting the path. He felt he vaguely recalled this long corridor from the trips he took to the throne room where Hades liked to torture his unwilling guests.

After several minutes of walking down a straight corridor with no rooms attached, the hall turned to the right. Killian stopped and skulked about, peering around the corner to make sure nothing was there to impede him. Seeing nothing, he turned the corner sharply and stopped.

A Y in the hallway was before him that led to two shut doors. He could have sworn that it wasn’t there just a second ago when he peered around the corner. Nonplussed at how he had missed this vital piece of information from one second to the next, he chose to go through the left door.

He shoved the door open, for it was a little creaky and very much stuck in its tracks, and walked through. He stopped short, amazed at the sight before him. Trying to make sure he wasn’t seeing things, he looked back behind him. The corridor had changed to solid steel floors, steel walls, and a steel ceiling. Industrial lights hung from the ceiling every ten feet, casting illumination only on the spots directly below the bulbs. Killian blinked several times, and he turned to look behind him to make sure that he really wasn’t imagining things, but the corridor behind him had changed as well. Behind him lay what looked like an elementary school building’s hallway.

There was no bloody way that corridor changed like that. He had just come down it! Killian was very confused. He was struck by a second’s worth of indecision before proceeding onward in the direction he had started to go. Surely the hallway changing was just a kind of hallucination, a product of his exposure to the torture Hades had put him through. Shrugging his shoulders, he pushed onward, picking up his pace.

He came to a flight of stairs and bolted down them. When he reached the bottom he stopped dead in his tracks. The corridor in front of him looked like the one on his ship that led from his cabin to the crew quarters. But this is impossible. He’s in the Underworld, not on his ship, so how is he going through one of her hallways? He walked forward slowly, wondering if he should expect someone to burst through one of the doors, but when he got to the end of the corridor, no one had disturbed him.

He gingerly opened the door that, on his ship, had led into the galley, and found himself in Regina’s sitting room in the Evil Queen’s castle. Killian frowned. What was going on? He slowly moved forward, holding his hooked arm aloft in case he encountered anyone from whom he needed to defend himself, but no one showed themselves. He got to the end of the room and found himself in a movie theater, the screen blank as if the movie had just finished. He scanned the area and saw that at the very far end, a green EXIT sign was lit up and flashing, as if to say “This is the way out!” Killian scowled and made his way toward the sign. The aisle seemed to grow longer and longer as he walked, until he finally reached the door. He leaned his right shoulder against it and threw it open bodily.

He was in a mine shaft from Storybrooke. He could see the veins of fairy dust diamonds just waiting to be mined. There was very little light, but thankfully the diamonds reflected it back so he could see in front of him. He walked some ways, before he briefly entered Skull Rock. He growled in annoyance and walked out of the exit, stopping abruptly when he found himself in the center of Echo Cave where Pan had once imprisoned Neal. The land bridge was gone.

Killian let out a frustrated yell. This was the most aggravating escape in which he had ever engaged! He racked his brain for what his darkest secret was, and settled for one that he hated to admit.

“I hope that Emma Swan never moves on, and that when she arrives here, she says that she missed me desperately, that I was the only one for her.” Killian waited with bated breath for the bridge to form.

Nothing happened.

Killian rolled his eyes. Maybe it didn’t count because he had already confronted it in his cell? Thinking hard about what secret he could give next, all he could think of was that this test was stupid.

Killian sighed. “If I could still get my revenge on the Crocodile for putting us all in this situation, and be successful in the endeavor and not have to be the Dark One again, I would do it in a heartbeat.”

Once again, nothing happened.

“Oh, come on!” Killian yelled out of frustration. “How much darker can I get?!”

The silence grew heavier, as if it was saying, Really? That’s the best you’ve got?

Killian clenched his teeth in casternation, but said nothing else, too annoyed to do anything else. As he fell to silence, Panic appeared on a ledge far above him, eager to see what secret the captain would admit to here in this cave. He carried a medium sized crystal jar and wore an evil anticipatory grin on his face. Surely the pirate would lose hope right here in one of the very places he had felt most hopeless in his life?

Killian sighed as he finally came to the secret he knew he would have to utter in order to cross. He glanced upwards, gathering his fortitude, and began.

“A part of me wonders if this is even worth it. If perhaps I shouldn’t do just what Hades wants me to do, and give in to him. Let my love for Emma Swan go. Let my hope and desire to see her again fade away. But I can’t do that. She was the light of my life from the very first moment I laid eyes on her, though I didn’t want to admit it. She was the light that led me home. She is my home. I never loved Milah in this way. If Milah were standing side by side with Emma, I wouldn’t even glance in her direction. She was my first love, but Emma is the love of my life. I could no more give her up than I could give up the love I had for my brother, or my belief that a man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets. So I’m going to continue fighting. And if she’s here in the Underworld now, or whenever she finally does arrive, I know, well I hope,” he amended, carrying on, his voice gaining strength from the conviction he felt as he confessed his innermost thoughts, thoughts he had never voiced to anyone else. “I hope that she’s fighting just as hard for me, wherever she is. So I won’t let go. I won’t do what Hades wants me to do. I won’t give him the satisfaction of breaking me.”

There it was! Panic finally did it! So what if the pirate’s words didn’t sound quite like the confession he was hoping to hear? It was still an admission of hopelessness, and Panic had successfully gathered Hook’s lost hope throughout the captain’s time in this maze. His jar wasn’t as full as he’d hoped, but the essence of hope was steadily rising in the jar. Panic was about to win!

But as he listened to Hook’s confession, his gleeful grin dropped into a look of horror. The jar had ceased to fill at all. Anxious for what this meant, the little imp realized he was going to have to turn up the turmoil to drive Hook to lose even more hope. Hook wasn’t quite as hopeless as Panic had once thought he was.

Killian stared hard at the space in front of him, daring it to deem this secret unworthy. After a moment, the bridge sprung out of the platform he was on. He waited a moment and then sprinted across it, finding new strength to keep moving, keep fighting, no matter how badly his injuries hurt. Once he got to the other side, he found himself in a dark tunnel. He moved forward, determined to get out of this maze. He lost track of time with how long he walked in darkness.

Finally, Killian saw a light at the end of this ridiculous, bloody, damned tunnel. How far had he even traveled through this ridiculous villain’s lair that Hades called home? He could have sworn that the Underworld wasn’t even this big. Frustrated and frazzled beyond reason, he sprinted towards the light, re-opening his various wounds (some of which he had torn back open before this and were still bleeding lightly) and jostled his ribs. Killian idly reflected that he was very tired of rib injuries.

Letting out a sigh of relief, he crossed the last remaining steps quickly. He reached the light and stopped again. He was at a cliff. And the only way down was a spiral staircase made of steel that was welded and bolted to the cliff face. Killian scowled at his misfortune. Cursing everything he could think of under his breath, he began a slow descent, not registering the impish figure that had perched itself on a rock and was watching him with a snicker. About halfway through, he heard Emma’s voice scream his name, and he stopped dead in his tracks.

“Killian! Killian! Help me please!”

Wait. Emma was here? Emma was actually here? What the devil was she doing here? How did she get to the Underworld? Had something happened to her that resulted in her death? His heart hammered in his chest (which was a strange feeling given that he was dead). He had felt the golden flash of light, had seen it, that golden light so reminiscent of a curse breaking and home and warmth and Emma, but he had believed it was just a hallucination, a figment of his imagination. Could he have been wrong?

“Killian! Please help me!” He heard the call again. He held his breath and waited to see from what direction her cries were coming.

“Killian! I need you!”

Killian forgot about stealth and not giving his position away in his panic and haste at getting to her as quickly as possible. He screamed in return, “Hold on! I’m coming Emma!” He began sprinting down the steps as fast as his injuries would let him. Ignoring the burning in his side, he practically threw himself down the last two flights, panic filling his entire being at the thought of Hades laying a hand on his Swan.

He rushed over a ravine and dived into a Gothic style door, “Where are you?” he cried as loudly as he could.

“I’m over here!” Emma cried and let out a bloodcurdling scream.

“EMMA!” Killian shouted at the top of his voice. “HADES, IF YOU HARM EVEN A HAIR ON HER HEAD, I SWEAR IT WILL BE THE LAST THING YOU EVER DO!”

There was no answer to Killian’s threats, just Emma’s continued screams. Frantic to the point of a desperation he had never before felt, he pushed himself down the Rococo style corridor, not blinking an eye when it changed to a hospital hallway and then to an outdoor portico covered in roses and then back to a school’s hallway. He just followed the sounds of Emma’s screams.

Finally, he reached a space in which three doors were located. Panting heavily, he cried out hoarsely, “Emma!” He waited what felt like ages before he heard a response.

“Killian, quick! This way!”

“Don’t worry! I’ll find you, Emma!” Killian called back.

Making up his mind, he chose the middle door and pushed it open. The corridor looked similar to the one he had traveled down when he left behind Meg and his cell. Satisfied that he wasn’t going the wrong way, he tried to quell his panic. If he was about to reach Hades’ throne room, he didn’t want to give away his position though every instinct he possessed told him to charge in at full throttle.

“Killian, please save me!”

It took a moment before the words penetrated through his panic, but when they did, he hesitated. What had Emma’s words been to him during their misadventure in the past? “No one saves me but me,” she had breathed out as she stared at him in disbelief; she hadn’t believed that he would try to rescue her, that he wouldn't leave her behind. One of the things he could punch Neal in the face for was Neal’s selfish act in leaving her to preserve his own skin, which had destroyed her confidence in her value to others, that she was worth saving, worth never abandoning.

Emma needed to be the saver, not the saved. She would go to extraordinary lengths to avoid needing to be saved, to having to rely on someone else to be there for her; she had turned him into a Dark One solely to buy herself more time to save him. She never cared one bit for what happened to her in the end; she was willing to end her own life to make sure he didn’t lose his. In spite of how crazy it drove him, it was one of the things he loved about her. But there was no chance in Hell that she would beg him to save her. No, she would save herself, whatever the cost, to try and avoid needing others out of a lifelong ingrained habit that the world had taught her she needed. Though he had climbed every last one of Emma Swan’s walls, he knew that there were some habits that would never fully disappear.

Killian’s belief in Emma’s presence (and subsequent danger) in the Underworld shattered upon that realization.

Panic had been fluttering about, watching Killian’s hysteria with gleeful eyes once he caught up to the captain. He had created the illusion in an attempt at breaking Captain Killian Jones’ faith in Emma Swan, at ridding the man of his hope for a reunification with his love. He had snickered as the crystal jar he held in his hands continued to fill with Killian’s lost hope. It wasn’t filling as quickly as Panic would have hoped, but it had started as a slow trickle and was steadily growing; it grew until almost a fourth of the jar was full. Panic watched as Killian called frantically for Emma Swan, running crazily throughout the labyrinthine maze. He was slinking along some distance away when Killian visibly stopped. A confused look crossed Panic’s face. What was the pirate captain doing?

Killian stopped dead in his tracks as he realized he was being tricked. He looked ahead of him at the ending of the corridor. It led to an intersecting hallway that he could see some thirty feet in front of him, and Killian knew that the cries he heard came from that area. He knew he was about to see if he was right.

Killian crept along, listening for any sounds of commotion ahead. He heard whimpers, but he frowned and hardened his heart against the sound. He knew with ever growing certainty that they were not coming from Emma. He reached the end of this hallway and stopped, listening intently to the room beyond. All was silent.

Panic stopped too and watched in horror as the hope began to slowly leech out of the jar, vanishing into the air as seamlessly as water vapor from a kettle. Oh, Hades was not going to be happy about this…

Killian walked cautiously into the next room and stared. He was back in his cell. But that was impossible! He had gone all that way, had crossed so many different hallways and rooms! He couldn’t have traversed all that distance just to end up back in his cell.

“What in the bloody hell is going on here,” Killian breathed out to himself, not believing his eyes. How had he ended up back in his cell? Killian looked around at the six foot by six foot room, trying to puzzle out if this was a trick.

“Ah! He’s finally made it back!” Hades exclaimed joyfully. Killian turned sharply and sneered when he saw the god leaning against the cell’s doorway.

Hades was clad in a black suit similar to the one he had worn when he had met Killian at Hell’s entryway and had a calm and amused look on his face. His hair wasn’t the flaming blue Killian had become accustomed to seeing, but it looked as if it were livened by blue streaks. Hades was angrier than he let on.

“Where am I?” Killian demanded.

Hades shrugged and smirked. “Where you started from. Where I put you to begin with. You just traversed the labyrinth. It works a little different down here; it keeps prisoners in when I don’t want them to escape.”

“Where’s Emma?” Killian demanded.

“Oh,” Hades shook his head slightly. “She’s not here. Mortals can’t cross into this realm. So if I were you, I’d stop hoping to be rescued and turn all of your hope over to me.”

Killian considered Hades’ carefully blank expression. He slowly smirked. “That’s not true, is it?” he asked. Mortals can cross into this realm. That’s what that golden light I saw was for, wasn’t it?” Killian continued, popping his tongue against his teeth to enunciate the ending of the last word.

Hades’ face took on a sinister expression. “Absolutely not.”

Killian chuckled a hard, harsh laugh. “Oh, it was,” he stated confidently. “Emma’s here, and you don’t want her to be.” Killian’s faith and hope returned completely. Hades’ eyes flickered to where Panic stayed sulking in the shadows. Panic’s face was horrified as he watched the remaining essence of hope evaporate, leaving not even a film on the inside of the crystal jar. Hades stared at his minion in disbelief, and Panic stared fearfully back. Panic quickly disappeared when he realized how angry his master was.

Hades’ blood boiled, and his hair erupted into blue flames at last. “Au contraire,” he hissed at Hook, “Emma Swan is the key to everything, and I’m glad she came down here! I’ll wring every last drop of hope from her and you and all your friends. I will get everything I’m owed!”

Killian laughed. “Well, that’s not true. You’re scared she’s going to interrupt your operation. You don’t want her here; you think she’s a liability that you want to break first.”

Hades growled. “I’ll break her after I break you!” Hades waved his hand, and Killian flew across the hallway into a column marking the doorway to Meg’s cell. Meg, who had been watching the exchange in fearful fascination, cringed away from Killian’s impact. Killian grunted as he hit the wall and again when he hit the floor. His ribs felt as if they had cracked in a couple more spots.

Hades grabbed Killian by his hair, causing Killian to cry out. He bent down and unlatched the hook from the brace mechanism holding it to the end of Killian’s arm. Hades brought the sharp tip up to Killian’s throat and slowly dragged it downward. Beads and droplets of blood welled up at the site. Meg lay curled up, cowering away from the scene but unable to look away.

“Find Emma Swan! Tell her Captain Killian Jones is in the dungeons of the Underworld! Tell her to find me! Find Captain Hook!” Killian yelled at Megara as he tried to weakly fight against Hades’ cruelty. “You can do this Megara!” Killian’s pleas for Meg to find the woman who could help them all cut off as Hades dug the hook in deeper.

Hades looked at Meg with a mad, threatening look in his eyes. Meg curled into herself, shrinking back from the rage she knew awaited her if she challenged him. Hades grinned.

“Meg can’t leave this place anymore than you can. The Labyrinth will keep her running in circles if she tries to escape, and of course, there’s what I’ll do to her afterwards. There is no escaping my dungeons.” Hades turned to Killian and drug the hook down his throat, causing the cut the well up with more blood. Killian attempted to get anyway again, but his previous injuries were alight in pain once more in protest at their rough treatment and they made it hard to move. Fresh Waves of pain blossomed from every part of Killian’s body at the rough mistreatment.

Hades smirked. “And there’s more where that came from.” He waved his hand and Killian disappeared, and Hades weighed the hook resting in the palm of his hand. “I think it’s time we sent our Savior a little welcoming present.”

Hades disappeared in the blink of an eye. Meg was left trembling, hyperventilating, and staring at the spot Hades had just vacated. As she calmed, she came to a realization. So Hades wanted them to lose hope? Meg took a deep breath and looked at the entrance to her cell with renewed eyes.

#The Fields of Asphodel #once upon a time #captain swan #captain hook #killian jones #emma swan #ouat #anmylica writes #Csff #season 5 fix it #whumptober 2022 #no 14 #die a hero or become a villain #failed escape

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onthesandsofdreams · 2 years ago

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Someone Like You [4/?]

Pairing: Molly Hooper x Greg Lestrade Summary: "You're beautiful Molly, you know that?" Words: 303 Notes: A series of short fics.

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Greg watched as Molly fixed her hair.

They were getting ready for a Christmas party with Molly's colleagues. And he could not help but to think that he was one lucky bastard. While it was true that he always found Molly beautiful, when she decided to dress up she was outright stunning. In his eyes at least. Well, not only in his. He had seen the envy on some men whenever he and Molly went somewhere where they needed to dress up more than they normally did.

But he also knew that he was lucky because Molly was not only beautiful, but she was smart and kind and loving. She was understanding and patient and she knew how to listen.

She was also the kind of woman who understood his job. And that was something that he was thankful for. His job and had destroyed relationships before, but Molly knew what he dealt on the daily and she not only supported him, but was understanding when work had to take precedence to pleasure.

"You're beautiful Molly, you know that?" He finally broke the silence that had fallen between them. "You take my breath away."

Molly froze for a second, then, she turned and gave him a tender smile. "You flatterer."

"Not flattery if it's true." He walked to her and kissed the top of her head. "You are stunning to me."

"That is the first time I've been called stunning, no one has ever said I was."

"Then, they have been fools." He gave her a longing look as he stared shamelessly to the dress she had chosen to wear, then grinned. "Looking forward taking that dress off."

Molly swatted him playfully, "Mind out of the gutter, we have a party to attend."

"Sadly yes. Ready?"

"Yes. Let's go."

"After you, my love."

#mollstrade #molly x greg #molly x lestrade #molly hooper #greg lestrade #sherlock fic #sherlock #au: canon divergence #series: someone like you

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rubyloops · 7 months ago

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HELLO PETER OUTERBRIDGE ARMY

oh my gosh yes an excuse to ramble about my favorite actor of all time wahoo!! sorry this might get kinda long haha (putting a cut because I don’t wanna disturb anyone’s feed with a wall of text)

1. what was the first thing you saw him in?

the first thing I saw him in was Saw VI as William Easton! BUT i might’ve first seen him back when i was little actually, my family used to always watch this tv show called Monk and it turns out that he guest stars in one of the episodes in the first season, “Mr Monk and the Marathon Man” and it wasn’t until i checked his filmography after watching Saw VI and i was like WAIT A SECOND he was in MONK?? MY CHILDHOOD TV SHOW??? and i actually rewatched the episode and i was like oh my god I remember you. you’ve been here all along. anyway I thought that was neat. but of course i only really started to like him after Saw VI haha, i don’t think little ruby paid any mind to Peter Outerbridge in that one specific episode unfortunately.

2. which one of his characters is your favorite? why?

god I love all his characters with my whole heart, but nothing is better than the original. William Easton will always always always be my number one favorite Peter Outerbridge character! (David Sandström from ReGenesis is a VERY close second!) i feel like we don’t talk about his performance as William Easton as much as we should, he did such an incredible job portraying Will as this morally complicated yet empathetic character, and he genuinely makes me wanna rip my hair out when i see his face of absolute despair and pain and I think that’s so commendable to his acting ability. sometimes i get really big feelings about William Easton okay i know it’s so stupid, he’s just very important to me. he exudes both douchebaggery and pathetic loser behavior at the same time and i think that’s absolutely wonderful. and he looked good doing it too!!

3. what’s your favorite show or movie of his?

what kind of question is this. is this a trick question. he’s literally fantastic in everything he’s in do you expect me to choose!! but serious answer obviously Saw VI. and maybe the Murdoch Mysteries movies…BUT im taking this as as opportunity to ramble about one of my favorite pieces of comfort media now (thank you Peter Outerbridge) which is tv show ReGenesis!! i got pulled into this show kind of by accident, i was mostly lured in because Peter plays a main role AND Greg Bryk who played Mallick in Saw V was also in it! (also the actresses who played Tara Abbott and Debbie made guest appearances in the show, which i found pretty funny. wondering if the casting director of Saw VI watched ReGenesis and was like guys what if we just put them all in a Situation) but anyway, Peter in this show is absolutely INCREDIBLE. i adored David Sandström in the first season—granted he was insufferable as hell, but the writers of ReGenesis AND Peter himself did a wonderful job letting David’s empathy and humanity shine through his rough exterior. but oh my god. season two DESTROYED me. i won’t spoil anything, but when I thought that it couldn’t get any better after watching season one, season two did that and THEN SOME. they really delve deep into David’s character, and he goes through some heart-wrenching character development that I both loved and hated so so much (in a good way!). also his looks in the second season still astound me, he is so gorgeous and i cannot put my finger as to why or HOW. but i am obsessed!! the basis of the show as a whole is so interesting too, i was a little bit worried about whether or not I’d like it since it’s a science fiction crime drama which isn’t typically my favorite genre in the world? but i IMMEDIATELY became hooked. it’s gotten to the point that I’ve forgotten that i started watching it for Peter Outerbridge, it’s such an incredible show and it opens up a lot of questions on disease and science and everything and i love it so much. it’s genuinely gotten me interested in biology! I haven’t watched further than the second season, mostly because the finale BROKE me and im still trying to emotionally recover from that but it’s become one of my comfort medias now. I actually got a dvd boxset for the first season! im always thinking, if it wasn’t for Peter Outerbridge’s performance in Saw VI I wouldn’t have found this incredible show! it’s kind of scary to think about. OKAY SORRY. ReGenesis ramble over!

4. if you could cast him in something (book adaptation, a particular movie, etc etc) what would you choose?

OH MY GOD IM SO SO GLAD YOU ASKED THIS QUESTION OKAY OKAY HERE WE GO. so im not expecting anybody to know what im talking about, but I read this book once called Fahrenheit 451 for school SOO long ago, and I actually really enjoyed it! it was also around the time when the live action remake for it came out, and given that I enjoyed the book so much I was so excited to watch it. but oh my god. if the live action remake for Fahrenheit 451 has zero enemies I am dead. I absolutely DESPISED it. I won’t bore you with my whole rant about it, but one of the top reasons as to why I didn’t like the remake was because they cut out one of my favorite characters, Professor Faber!! he was this nerdy older man who assisted the main character Montag and they didn’t add him in!! i was peeved!! so moral of this whole rant is: if i were to make a Fahrenheit 451 live action remake, i would cast Peter Outerbridge as the intelligent Professor Faber… kind of imagining Level 16 Dr. Miro appearance wise with the glasses and the beard and the kind smile and all that cute Peter Outerbridge charm. but less lab coaty and more like cozy sweater with a button up or smart blazer or something like that. do you see my vision.

5. what other actors do you like?

oh my gosh the list goes on and on. i just watched Late Night With The Devil starring David Dastmalchian, and I really loved his performance in that one! it was actually his first ever lead role which I thought was really neat. i already knew him before as Polka Dot Man in the Suicide Squad movie, so it was fun to see him play a more serious role in a horror movie. Laura Gordon (who was Ashley Kazon in Saw V, who i love very dearly) was also in LNWTD, and i ADORED her in that one too! i also really like Harrison Ford and Tommy Lee Jones, mostly because they starred in my comfort movie of all time, The Fugitive.

i don’t think I’ll tag anyone, (shy) BUT im interested to hear about your Peter Outerbridge stuff!! if you haven’t participated already. thanks for letting me ramble about Peter Outerbridge, this was a lot of fun. :)

(hopefully I didn’t ramble TOO much, haha.)

hello, peter outerbridge army. i want to play a game.

rules: reblog or make a new post with your answers. tag someone if you'd like to.

what was the first thing you saw him in?

which one of his characters is your favourite? why?

what's your favourite show or movie of his?

if you could cast him in something (be it an adaptation of a book you like, a particular movie, video game, anything) what would you choose?

what other actors do you like?

tagging a few people, but i'm interested in seeing anyone's answers. no bad juju if you're not down to play: @glaszheart @rubyloops @mrsreginagold @thevimonsterinyourcloset

#peter outerbridge #ruby when someone mentions peter outerbridge:#okay get ready because now I will talk about him for nine hours

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childoftheriver · 2 years ago

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Happy 4/20

#greg lake #adorable stoned Greg #when isn’t he adorable?#that sloppy smile destroys me #greg with long hair destroys me #carl palmer #nah he’s probably not #but OMG how adorable is baby Carl??#such a hot era #mmm mmm mmm #if I only had a Time Machine #sigh #elp #emerson lake and palmer #emerson lake & palmer #emerson lake palmer #a greg a day (or two or more)

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childoftheriver · 2 years ago

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Sweaty boy. And Keith sitting! Carl is hidden there somewhere.

#greg lake #sweaty chest greg to start your day #or for lunch #or tea #or supper #in denim!#that little peep of chest #all sweaty #mmmmhmmmm #keith emerson #the gaffer!#carl palmer #where’s carl?#elp #emerson lake and palmer #emerson lake & palmer #emerson lake palmer #a greg a day (or two or more)#greg with long hair destroys me

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swap-meetog · 3 years ago

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Hi!

It's me, the GayComicGeek! You all probably know me from my cosplay looks, porn-adjacent photo shoots, or if you're really lucky, you've felt these hands give you a nice massage. Truth is, I'm sometimes unhappy in my own skin. I feel like I can take things further, but I don't know if I am ready for that yet.

I think I have the perfect body for a cum slut puppy, I just don't know if I am mentally prepared for that role. Naturally, I turned to the internet. I found a whole online community obsessed with swapping bodies, and a thought came to mind.

I found this guy, Greg. He was beefier and harrier than I could have hoped for. From the pictures we exchanged I could also tell he wasn't the brightest. Just look at those dull eyes.

Greg was a house painter. He worked outdoors a lot of the time, and I could just imagine taking a whiff of his armpits after a long day in the sun. I found myself wanting to be him, and he told me there was a way to make it happen for real.

All he was going to do was send a link, and the moment I accepted it, we would switch bodies. I made some plans in the time it took for him to message me again. I also took a few more pics on my camera, just something for Greg to discover when he woke up in my body.

When I clicked on the link he sent i blacked out. I came to in an unfamiliar bedroom with a mound of fur in my face. It was Greg's chest hair, and I nonchalantly stroked it thinking of all the fun I could have in his body, and all the twinks I would destroy. I got hard and instantly had to jerk off my new impressive cock.

I wanted to check on my old body. It was after noon, and I had scheduled a hypno session for myself at 11. I told the hypnotist that I wanted to become the biggest gay puppy slut in the world, and asked them to implant that in my brain. Well, my old brain anyway.

Logging on to Gregs computer i was instantly surprised. Look what I found.

Greg seems happy in my body, right? He is behaving just how a good pup should. My body does look hot. I hope he enjoys this experience because I can definitely monetize him now, and I have no plans for switching back.

I lean my head down to my hairy pit and inhale deeply. Fuck this body smells good. While a shower is tempting I think I will be fine just soaking in my own musk for a while. Might FaceTime Greg and gloat a bit.

I fucking love this life!

#body switch #bodyswap #male body swap

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the-artof-starting-over · 2 years ago

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Breakfast on your sofa bed

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Pairing: Moustead

Words:3648

Warnings: panic attack

Title: Elvis song - Maisie Peters

Also available on AO3

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“You are staying with me for a while"

"I won't stay long I promise, just a couple of days"

"Mouse, you're not a bother, you can stay- "

"I will figure something out and I'll be out of your hair in no time"

"Greg - "

"Just a couple of days"

Laying on Jay's sofa bed staring out at the midnight sky he could feel restlessness seep into his bones and he began to look around. He noticed the scarcity of things in Jay's living room in the scattered light from the street lights through the partially closed blinds. The lack of personal belongings didn’t surprise him, even though he’d never actually seen inside Jay's apartment until tonight and he wasn’t present enough to look around at Jay's space when he had been ushered in a couple of hours ago. Always declining Jay’s attempts at having him come over felt safer ever since he moved out of the apartment they previously shared right when they got back from overseas. Mouse couldn’t let himself cross that unspoken boundary. That boundary kept him safe, and more importantly, it kept Jay safe, and now he had broken that rule. Not just bending the rule but completely destroying it, Mouse couldn’t make himself relax. He knew Jay was just down the hall, probably asleep by now and waking him was not an option, but neither was getting up and leaving his apartment no matter how strong that urge was right now. Jay would freak out if he were nowhere to be found when he woke up or if he heard his door close in the middle of the night and he had caused enough hassle in the detective's life, putting him in enough danger. So he stayed put, forcing himself to stay on the sofa and he sat up and pulled the blanket tighter around him as if that would prevent him from feeling like he was going to explode. If he could just wrap himself tight enough in the blanket he would prevent all the pieces that were broken from falling away completely.

Standing up, the slightly rough blanket still wrapped around him as if it was holding him together as he wandered silently into Jay’s kitchen just off from the living room where he had been residing on Jay's sofa bed. He was intensely aware of the fact that everything that surrounded him was Jay's. He was wrapped in Jay's blanket, trying to sleep on Jay's sofa, about to rummage through Jay's kitchen and even wearing Jay's clothes. it had been too late to deal with packing up his very few belongings according to Jay. Which led him to be surrounded by all things Jay and that was a lot, almost too much, it was destroying every single boundary that he'd put up over the past few years. Trying not to let himself sink into the comfort that could bring, Mouse forced himself to remember this is all temporary. It would be so easy to fall back into the shared routine that was once second nature to them both. He knew this. This is temporary. The easy silence as they both moved around in their own routines. Temporary. The words of comfort they once offered each other in the middle of the night when the dreams got too real. Not allowed. Not anymore. The quiet comfort that was found in sharing space with someone so familiar with how you operate. Not safe. Not anymore. He knew he couldn't allow them to fall back into that routine again. He was still on shaky ground with Jay after he had withdrawn out of that routine last time. He couldn't let himself get that close to Jay again, not while he wasn't sure he'd be able to stick around again, it wouldn't be fair to either of them. He couldn't let himself get too comfortable, he couldn't allow himself to get used to sharing a space with Jay again like they had done overseas and when they first got back. Jay was in a good place now and allowing himself to enter into that space would mess things up for Jay and allowing that to happen was not something he could ever be okay with.

Entering the kitchen he looked around the space, Jay had always been very particular about leaving anything that could be conceived as clutter lying around, and he understood, that they had it drilled into their brains that they were always to only have the bare minimum with them in the rangers, anything in excess could slow you down or cause you potentially fatal problems down the road. It wasn't an easy message to shake off. Even back here away from the war. Stepping forward, Mouse moved towards the cabinets and was about to start looking around for a glass so he could get himself some water. At least that would give him something to do with his hands. Staying still had never been a strong suit of his. Under the right circumstances, ones in the war provided plenty of, he could do it, and he could be as still as if he was a statue, but now that he was back home in the relative safety that it provided that stillness made him feel like he was straight back into that danger.

"Why exactly are you standing in the kitchen at 1 am?" The familiar voice startled him out of his thoughts. The voice was lower and riddled with sleep than he was used to hearing by now. Meetings with Jay were strictly daytime now unless Jay called him at 3 am having woken from a nightmare. But those times had fallen few and far between as the years went on. It was another rule Mouse had unconsciously implemented, day time was safer. The light of the sun pushed away all those parts of himself that he could only show in the dark.

"Was going to get some water" Mouse replied looking over his shoulder to see Jay casually leaning on the door frame.

"You know you actually have to move to get water, it's not just going to appear in your hand because you're standing in the kitchen '' Jay's reply came back eliciting an eye roll from Mouse who turned around and continued staring at the cabinets. Looking at Jay right now was not going to help him get his thoughts in check.

"I know" he replied, "where do you keep your glasses?" The words felt strange as he said them, the unfamiliarity of Jay's kitchen layout had thrown him into this spiral. He knew it was such a small thing, but it was just a stark reminder that he had let them drift this far apart. Mouse knew that was on him and he could feel the tightness around his chest at the thought.

"Cabinet above the sink, grab one for me too will you?" Jay replied his tone calm and collected and Mouse felt envy flood him. Jay had always been good at acting like things felt normal like everything felt okay. Pushing himself to move, Mouse walked to the sink and reached for the cabinet, the blanket falling down his arm but staying mostly in place around him as he noticed the shaking in his hands as he picked up the glasses. He places one down before filling the other just over half full so he wouldn't spill anything before handing it over to Jay, his shaking hands bumping into Jay's steady one.

Mouse turns back and fills up the second glass as he asks "how long were you standing there?"

"Bout five minutes" Jay replied and Mouse could feel Jay's eyes on him, weighing him down with all the questions he knew Jay was restraining himself from asking.

"Sorry If I woke you up, I was trying to be quiet" he apologized.

"You didn't" Jay replied quickly but his tone was still calm.

"Okay" Mouse paused, silence pouring over the kitchen for a moment before he spoke again "why are you up?" Questioning if Jay had been as troubled by his own thoughts as he had been.

"No reason, just woke up, why are you?" Mouse eyed Jay's sleep-ruffled form, relief spreading through him when he didn't spot the remnants of a nightmare lingering. A sight he had hated and that he had grown accustomed to in the past.

Determining that he'd been told the truth, Mouse could no longer keep Jay in his sights so he looked back down at the glass he was holding, before answering "just the same." The lie was spilling from his lips before he really processed that is what he was going to say. He could feel Jay's stare burning into him as he placed the glass back on the counter and pulled the blanket back tighter around him. The move probably did not convince Jay that he had been telling the truth but the comfort of the steady pressure the blanket gave as he pulled it tighter made him feel enough to make that seem less important.

Breaking the silence Jay almost whispered "Mouse?" It prompted him to look up at Jay not trusting his voice would come out without shaking. As he met Jay's eyes he was stunned further into silence as Jay said "I've missed you," before effortlessly pushing himself from the doorway and walking back into the dark hallway towards his room as soundlessly as he had arrived.

Mouse could feel his head spinning as the silence took over the room and he was alone once more. Jay's words were floating around in his head as he was left alone in the kitchen and he tried to hold on to them in an attempt to not let the warmth that had spread through him dissipate.

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He woke to the clattering of kitchen activity muddled through the walls only slightly and the smell of bacon wafting through Jay's apartment. After rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Mouse forces them open begrudgingly, wishing he could fall back into his sleep which was dreamless for once. However, he knew Jay, and that came with the knowledge that once Jay got started for the day he wasn't going to stop, and he didn't want to intrude anymore into Jay's routine than he had to. Things weren't how they used to be, he was a guest now. Jay was just being kind, trying to keep him out of trouble and Mouse didn't want to add any more burden to that. All he wanted to do was unload the burden, and if that meant waking up at whatever ungodly hour Jay decided was the start of the day then that is what he was going to do. He would be out of Jay's hair in a few days and he could unburden him entirely and also not have to wake up to the moon still casting a glow in the dark sky.

As Mouse pushes himself up so he is sitting Jay pushes the door open and enters the room looking down at the two plates in hand with a careful concentration that makes him smile tiredly. He had missed getting to see this side of Jay, but with the rules, he has so carefully constructed his time with Jay, only allowing Jay to see him when the light could send everything he was trying so desperately not to feel crawling off into the shadows out of sight.

But here Jay was, clearly not long awake with his hair still a little unkempt; a loose and crumpled black t-shirt and sweatpants presenting a much softer version of Jay than Mouse had let himself, bear witness to in a long time. He felt the twist in his gut as he forced his eyes away from Jay, his gaze falling back to his hands curling up into the blanket that had fallen looser throughout the night.

"Oh good, you're awake!" Jay's voice was far more upbeat than mouse thought anyone had the right to be at whatever god-awful time it was. "I made us breakfast."

"You didn't have to do that, I should -"

"Mouse it's okay, I wanted to" Jay's voice was calm, Mouse wished he could feel even half as calm as Jay sounded but instead he could feel his heart pounding in his chest.

"I will do the dishes, okay?"

"If you insist" Jay's tone was playful, a lopsided smile gracing his face.

Mouse tried to replicate that lightness as he replied "I do," but the heavy weight of his guilt was clear.

The smell of breakfast became stronger causing Mouse's stomach to flip as the smell overwhelmed him, as Jay reached the sofa bed. Mouse brought his legs into a crossed position so that Jay could have the space to sit down and so that mouse could place his plate in his lap.

"Thank you" his voice sounded as small as he felt as he took in Jay sitting next to him.

The silence settled over them as Jay tucked into his breakfast and Mouse pushed his found around the plate. He was forcing himself to breathe in through his mouse to keep his nausea at bay.

Jay glanced over noticing the still full plate and his eyebrows furrowed in worry. “I could make you something else” he offered.

“No no, this is good thank you,” taking a bite for emphasis. Albeit a small one. “Just still waking up” he excused.

Mouse kept his head down and focused on taking controlled bites of his food. It was then he properly realized that Jay had made his favourite breakfast, that he had remembered that these were the only foods he could handle first thing in the morning. The ones that wouldn’t overwhelm him with their texture. His heart swelled at the realisation, his movements coming to a halt.

Jay noticed the sudden stilling of Mouse’s movements and looked over concerned but it just takes a few seconds for his movements to return so Jay leaves him be.

Mouse makes it through about half of the plate before he knows he can not physically handle eating anything else so he leans and places his plate down on Jay’s coffee table before leaning back against the sofa bed. “I’ll clean up in just a minute, promise”

“It’s okay, there’s no rush,” Jay said, and Mouse could feel his eyes on him in that way that Jay had, the way that somehow let him see straight through him and know exactly where his mind was. It was always useful out in the field but sitting together in Jay’s apartment after years of Mouse trying to force distance between them was unsettling. He started to absentmindedly pick at his nails as he tried to pull his mask back over anything that Jay might be able to read. “You’re not a guest here Mouse, you will never be a guest in my life.” the words came out softly and if there had been anything else for Mouse to focus on he might not have heard them. But he did, and they caused his heart to stutter as he tugged on the inside of his lip, the pain allowing him to keep some semblance of focus as things started to drift.

Mouse couldn’t bring himself to stay anything, not with his heart in his throat, so once again Jay broke the silence. “I never really understood why you left, things were getting better, we were getting better, getting back on our feet and then you left with only a note that said not to worry” Jay’s voice was soft, but the words were cutting Mouse’s heart into ribbons as if they were as sharp as knives. Jay breathed out a heavy sigh before continuing “You were always on my mind, I was always hoping you were okay, basically all I'm trying to say is, I was always hoping you’d come back home, and I know you didn’t exactly choose this but I'm glad you’re here.”

With every word, Mouse felt the pressure build inside of him, and the crawling on his skin intensified. This conversation was too much for him to digest this early or maybe ever but definitely while he was still trying to wake up properly. “Jay” he choked out hoping he didn’t come across as broken as he felt, he felt truly in over his head as he lifted his eyes to meet Jays which were already boring into him causing Mouse to screw his eyes shut for a moment. It was all just too much. The intense stare, the rough blanket rubbing on his crawling skin, the words reverberating around in his brain. Mouse jumped out from the sofa, allowing the blanket to fall as he began to pace around jay’s living room, maybe if he could move at the same speed as his thoughts they would seem to slow down.

Everything around Mouse got fuzzy as he tried to focus on nothing but his breathing, he had lost Jay to the spinning room and the wind rushing in his ears. Reaching out, Mouse touched the wall in front of him, feeling the cool, smooth surface under his palm gave him a little sense of where he was. With the corners of his vision darkening, he allowed himself to use the wall as guidance to lower himself to the ground. His vision is a little steadier now and has a more solid position, his knees up to his chest, hands raking through his hair and pulling. The pain grounded him just enough to focus back on his breathing and to see the fuzzy figure in front of him.

The rushing of the wind was dying down enough that Mouse could make out that Jay must be speaking but none of the words were clear enough for him to process.

“Breathe,”

“... gonna be..."

“.. got this”

“...here.. Yeah, that’s it, deep breathes”

Jay’s voice was becoming clearer but Mouse kept his head down, unable to look at Jay's face, to see all the disappointment in his gaze would just send him spiraling once more.

“You’ve got this, you’re doing so good”

“I’m sorry” Mouse chokes out pulling a little on his hair.

“You have nothing to apologize for Mouse, I shouldn’t have said all that, not first thing in the morning, not when, i just, i’m sorry” Jay’s words sounded heavy and as he stumbled over the end Mouse lifted his head to glance at him. Jay was crouched down in front of him, looking like he wanted to reach out but he had to hold himself back knowing Mouse’s aversion for touch, not wanting to overstep. Not wanting to set of another panic attack right when Mouse was finally calming down.

Scrunching his eyes shut for a second, Mouse patted the ground next to him, gesturing for Jay to sit next to him. As jay did just that Mouse breathed out a sigh before leaning back into the wall, and letting his eyes focus on the plain wall opposite him, anything to not have to look at Jay, not while he says everything that he has to.

“I shouldn’t have left the way i did” his words came out quiet but with the silence surrounding them and the way there was only about an inch of space between them Jay was able to hear him clearly. “I just couldn’t, i couldn’t bring you down with me, not when you were getting better, and i was so happy for you and so proud of you and i just couldn’t”

“Mouse, we were getting better…” Jay sounded broken. He was fighting the urge to reach out and hold Mouse, being able to convince himself that he really was here and he was safe.

“You were doing better Jay, i was doing better at pretending,”

“I… i didn’t know, I should have, i’m so sorry”

“None of this is your fault, i promise, i Just knew you were going to be better off, i didn’t want to mess things up for you, and i mean look at you Jay, you’ve made it into your dream unit”

“I’m always better when you are by my side, Mouse.” tears burned in Mouse’s eyes as he listened to Jay and he could feel the lump in his throat not allowing him to say anything. Jay continued, “Listen, whether or not I mess up is on me, it’s not on you. Just as it’s on you to not mess up your own, but we can be there for each other regardless.”

A silence settled over the pair as Mouse kept his focus on his breathing and keeping the tears at bay, even if they were burning to fall. Jay looked over at his best friend and his heart tore at the sight of him, he wasn’t used to this sight, not for a long time, not since they first got back.

“Look, all im suggesting is you stay with me for a while, we can have breakfast on my sofa bed, you will be safe here, Mouse please, just stay, i’ve missed you.” Jay pleaded and Mouse forced a nod. There hadn’t been a time since he left that jay hadn’t been on his mind, and he really did miss his best friend. He may have given everything up before but he just couldn’t bring himself to leave again, it hurt enough the first time. He didn’t know if he could survive it again.

After some time Mouse finally manages to say “I want you to know i really appreciate you doing this for me” his voice was tight with the tears that were still threatening to spill but he had to let him know.

Jay reached over and squeezed his shoulder quickly and said “You were there for me right?”

#breakfast on your sofa bed #its finally done #sorry if it sucks i just wanted it to be done tbh #i hope you enjoy though #moustead #mouse chicago pd #mouse fic #mouse gerwitz #jay halstead x mouse #greg mouse gerwitz #jay and mouse #jay halstead #chicago pd #chicago pd fic #one chicago

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nevermindirah · 3 years ago

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Yitzhak!

is a character! who Gregadiah What-Is-Math Rucka gave us almost no information about!

I've gone through Tales Through Time #6: The Bear and #1: My Mother's Axe with several magnifying glasses and done a lot of googling and taken my copy of the Tanakh off my shelf for the first time since (well, since the last time I needed to read Torah for TOG reasons, which I think was Booker Passover headcanons) and here's the best I can come up with.

In The Bear we meet someone who goes by the name Isaac Blue:

Read on for a lot of comic panel analysis and historical research and Jewish flailing!

So what do we know about this Isaac Blue person?

He's Lorge, he's got curly hair, he's basically a taller version of Joe as drawn by Leandro Fernández (ie an antisemitic stereotype why the fuck did they approve this character design?? and then why did they double down and copy-paste it to Yitzhak??):

He's got a mezuzah on the doorpost of his house in Alaska!

I screamed about the mezuzah way back in January in this post where I (very reasonably) assumed this character was Joe and spun myself a tale about how Booker is still Joe's brother so the mezuzah stays up even though Booker isn't welcome in that house for a century. Bottom line: the mezuzah is a tradition with origins in the commandment from Deuteronomy 6:9 to "write the words of G-d on the gates and doorposts of your house" and evolved over the course of the Rabbinic period into the modern mezuzah we see here.

I did unnecessary levels of google image search to glean absolutely no useful information about Yitzhak’s origins from this panel:

I've decided the variant cover of TTT 6 is Yitzhak because of a panel in My Mother’s Axe, shown here, and what's likely an unnecessarily deep reading of Exodus, discussed further down:

The person at the right of the bottom panel is wearing the same clothes as in the TTT 6 variant cover and has the same shoulder-length curly hair and hairy forearms.

Left to right, the people in this panel are Lykon (I'll never get used to him being white in the comics), Andy, Noriko (I think? why doesn't Andy mention her by name here?), and Yitzhak. Andy's robe has a stereotypically Greek design on the sleeve cuff, and I had to stop myself 10 minutes into a Wikipedia rabbit hole because Gregorforth doesn't think that deep about this shit. The solid clues as to timeline that we get in this panel are:

Andy's iron axe

the presence of Lykon, who Andy first met in 331 BCE

So all we know is that Yitzhak is an immortal, he was a contemporary of Lykon, and he's Jewish.

Isaac is the most common Anglicization of Yitzhak (which in turn is the most common Anglophone transliteration of יִצְחָק‎), and Greg always uses the (transliterated) Hebrew when he refers to this character. Yitzhak is the long-awaited child of Abraham and Sarah in Genesis, the child who G-d commanded Abraham to sacrifice but spared at the last minute. I see what you did there, Gregory.

Why Isaac Blue? This is where I pulled out my Tanakh. According to the New JPS translation, blue is the first of three colors of yarn listed in Exodus 35:6 among the gifts requested of the Israelites to construct the priestly garments for the Tabernacle and later the Temple. Then in Numbers 15:38 the Israelites are commanded to "make themselves fringes on the corners of their garments throughout the ages; let them attach a cord of blue to the fringe at each corner."

And now for sandbox timelines party! Gregadiah gave us ALMOST NOTHING to go on, so I'm gonna make my own fun.

I, like many modern Jews, think the stories in the Tanakh are foundational mythology that are valuable because of how they've shaped our people but that contain some fucked-up shit and either way aren't meant to be a record of historical facts. Modern scholarship generally agrees that the community we now call Jews emerged as a distinct group of Canaanites sometime in the late Bronze Age (cw this video's host says the Name of G-d aloud despite being a religious studies scholar who knows that is not a name anyone but the Temple priests are allowed to say). The first non-Biblical written record of the people Israel is from an Egyptian source c. 1200 BCE, and the Biblical kingdom of David and Solomon was probably an exaggeration of whatever really happened during the Bronze Age Collapse. We start getting into historical-fact territory a few centuries into the Iron Age:

588 BCE Solomon's Temple destroyed, Babylonian exile begins

538 BCE Cyrus of Persia allows Jews to return to Jerusalem

515 BCE Second Temple construction complete

332 BCE Alexander the Great At Something I Guess conquered Judea, beginning the Hellenistic period of Jewish history — 331 BCE Andy & Lykon find each other

167 BCE another jerkface Greek king desecrated the Temple and basically outlawed Judaism

164 BCE recapture of Jerusalem and Temple rededication during the Maccabean Revolt

70 CE destruction of the Second Temple by the Romans, beginning of the Rabbinic period of Jewish history that we're still in now

What if... and hear me out... what if immortals come in pairs, and the pairs are:

Andy & Quynh

Joe & Nicky

Booker & Nile

LYKON & YITZHAK

What if Yitzhak was a priest of the Second Temple? What if he and Lykon killed each other just like Joe and Nicky would in the same city around 1300 years later, but instead of enemies-to-lovers speedrun with an absurdly long happily-ever-after, when Lykon died permanently Yitzhak decided to separate from Andy and Noriko and become the hermit we later see in Alaska?

We don't know how old Yitzhak is compared to the others, only that he was a contemporary of Lykon at a time when Andy was using an Iron Age version of her mother's axe. Other plausible origins for him:

a Jew of the early Rabbinic period, maybe a child or grandchild of people who were still alive before the Second Temple was destroyed

a Judean of the Second Temple era under the Romans or Greeks or Persians, maybe a priest, maybe not

an exilee in Babylon, maybe of the generation who got to return, maybe of the generation who was exiled (he doesn't look like he was 50 at his first death but who knows, he could've been mortal for both)

an Israelite of the Kingdoms of Israel and Judah, maybe a priest of Solomon's Temple or again maybe not

an Israelite wandering in the desert with Moses

THEE Yitzhak, ben Avraham v'Sarah, our patriarch who was brought up for sacrifice and then spared, and then spared again, and then spared again, and again, and again...

or! he could also be a Canaanite or other Levantine who predates the people Israel, who at some point in his very long life chose to join our mixed multitude, who like Andromache before him (and like Avram and Sarai would in this case do after him) took a new name to reflect the magnitude of influence this people has had on him

Why do I keep saying Yitzhak might have been a priest? It's thanks to the one detail in the artwork I could plausibly connect to solid research without getting a PhD real quick. Take a look at the gorgeous detail on the opening of his robe in the TTT 6 cover. He's dressed in rags, holes and dirt everywhere, rough stitches probably from hasty repair work — except for the neck opening. Compare that to this description from Exodus 39:23 of the construction of the priestly garments for the Tabernacle: "The opening of the robe, in the middle of it, was like the opening of a coat of mail, with a binding around the opening, so that it would not tear."

The next verses describe the intricate designs for the hem of the priestly garment. Yitzhak's ragged garment looks like the hem was torn off entirely.

Am I overthinking this? Yes I am! You're welcome!

My friend and historical research hero @lady-writes is in a Discord server with Gregadiah and asked the man himself some questions about all this. He clearly thinks he's being sneaky?? No shit Yitzhak is Jewish, dude, I want DETAILS!

I will not be giving up my Jewish Booker headcanon, I've put too much thought into it by now, the internalized shame of antisemitism explains Booker's depression too well for me, and it just adds so much richness to Booker/Nile both being children of forced diasporas. Fortunately (for him, not me, bc I'd do it anyway!) Gregothy supports fan headcanons even when they're not in line with his own:

One last thing before I close like 100 research tabs and go back to writing historical fantasy and/or porn! I love that, despite that atrocious caricature of a face design, our canon Jew and our fanon Jew are both Lorge and Soft and Kind, flying the face of the antisemitic stereotype of Ashkenazi Jewish men as small and weak, but also not falling into the New Jew / Muscle Jew stereotype that Zionism created. (I am trying SO HARD not to talk about Israel/Palestine for once ughhhhhhhhhh) Anyway here's a (US-centric but very good) primer on both these stereotypes of Jewish masculinity. Is this why I'm forever projecting my transmasc diasporist feels onto Jewish Booker the service sub? 🤷🏻‍♂️

I’ll reblog a second version of this with full image descriptions so that there’s a version accessible for folks who need IDs as well as a version accessible for folks who get overwhelmed by walls of text.

#TOG POC Love Fest #yitzhak #jewish booker #tales through time spoilers #tales through time #tog meta #tog #jewish things #mine #antisemitism #hi i'm an antizionist jew no i don't really want to talk about it

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albertasunrise · 3 years ago

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Just Another Conquest - Part 1

Masterlist

Warnings: You were sweet, innocent and completely infatuated with Javier Peña. After an incident at the Christmas party, you become the talk of the secretary's at the embassy and everything starts falling around you.

Pairings: Javier Peña x Reader, Reader x Original Male Character

Warnings: Angst, Kissing, Mentions of sex

Notes: There are some touchy subjects at the end of this chapter. If you’re easily triggered this might not be for you. Don’t wanna add too many tags as it’ll spoil it.

For two years you had worked at the embassy as a secretary. You kept your head down and your nose out of trouble and so no one noticed you.

Except Greg.

Greg was sweet. You’d been on a few dates and you were taking it steady. Too many times you had jumped in headfirst into the flames and gotten burned so this time you were going to take things slow, Glacial, but Greg didn’t seem to mind. Greg was sweet.

Someone who wasn't sweet.

Javier Peña.

He had bedded most of the single or unmarried secretaries in the embassy. Even some of the married ones. He flirted with everyone. Well everyone except you and even though that stung a little you were glad. He couldn’t tarnish you if he couldn’t see you.

You’d been infatuated with the man from day dot at the embassy. He was a smooth talker and painfully handsome but you knew you weren’t his type. You were plain, a little on the chubbier side and uninteresting. You'd seen some of the women he’d slept with. Your apartment was across from his and they were all beautiful. The polar opposite of you.

It was the day of the Christmas office party. An event you looked forward to as it gave you a chance to dress up a little. Greg had bought you a stunning dress for the event, something you’d spotted in the window of a shop one day and told him you liked it. He’d managed to find out your size and had snuck back to buy it for you and you had swooned. No one had done anything like that for you before.

The dress fit perfectly. Highlighted all the right parts of you and for once you actually felt pretty. You did some simple makeup, pinned your hair up in a loose bun and wore the only pair of heels you could walk in. Greg was there to collect you when you were done, his jaw dropping to the floor when you emerged from your apartment building and you chuckled at his reaction. You both then got a taxi to the embassy and he had been unable to keep his eyes off of you or his lips from yours. Maybe tonight was the night that you’d let him into your bed.

You arrived a short while later and made your way inside, people excitedly bussing around you as you made your way to where the party was being held. The hall in the embassy had been decorated in traditional American fashion. Tinsel, baubles and lights adorned the walls and a large, audacious, tree sat in the centre of the room with presents surrounding its base. You gazed around in awe of what you were seeing and Greg couldn’t stop watching at you.

Little did you know, neither could Javier Peña.

He had spotted you as soon as you’d entered. He had seen you around over the past few years but until now had never spared you a second glance. He watched you as you entered with Greg from accounts. He’d spoken to Greg a handful of times and he always seemed nice enough, if not a little dull. His attention was so stuck on you that he didn’t even hear Steve talking his ear off until his name was shouted in frustration. Pulling the agent from his fancy.

“Oh no, you leave that one alone.” Growled Steve when he noticed who Javier was staring at.

“What… why?”

“Because I know what you’re like and she’s sweet. She has worked hard to keep herself out of the limelight and you paying her any sort of attention will destroy that completely.” Stated Steve, downing that last of his drink as he watched you head to the bar with your companion “Besides she’s dating Greg anyway.”

“Greg’s dull.” Mumbled Javier and Steve barked out a laugh.

“Greg is nice and perfect for her.” Asserted the blonde agent “Leave her alone.” He warned and Javier simply rolled his eyes, waving his partner off as he stood.

‘Another.’ He asked as he lifted his empty glass and Steve nodded before turning his head to seek out his wife in the bustle of people beside him.

Javier watched you as he approached the bar, taking you in as he came to a stop a few stools over. The dress you wore fitted your form beautifully, highlighting your small waist and larger breasts. You had a perfect hourglass figure and he practically salivated at the sight, wanting nothing more than to worship every inch of you but you were forbidden fruit. Which made it all the harder to resist you.

You hadn’t noticed Javier watching you but Greg had and he felt resentment start to simmer beneath the surface of his skin. If Agent Peña had set his sights on you then he had no chance. No one could resist that man's charms. He was relieved however to see that you remained blissfully unaware of the man’s attentions so he did his best to keep yours on him.

“They’ve done a wonderful job with the decorations huh?” He spoke as he wrapped his arm around your waist and you nodded eagerly in reply “You’re the most beautiful thing here though.”

“Oh shush Greg.” You chuckled, you’d never been very good at taking a compliment.

“No seriously.” He said as he gazed longingly at you “These last few months have been… Well they’ve been wonderful and I know you want to take things slow and that’s fine. Just know that when you are ready, I will make sure to show you just how beautiful I think you are.”

You swooned at his statement but Javier scoffed and then as the narrative repeated in his mind he became intrigued. The two of you hadn’t slept together? How serious can you really be if you’ve never fucked? So he decided you were fair game. God help him, he was going to taste those lips before the night was done.

…

“Would you like another?” Javi asked you as he motioned to your empty glass.

You jumped at the sudden question, turning your head to see Javier Peña staring back at you. A mixture of thoughts and emotions rushed through you at once but the one that lingered was lust. The way the man opposite you was looking at you went straight to your core and you found you were losing yourself in his dark chocolate orbs.

“Oh uh… Yes please.” You fumbled, the shock of your current situation lingering.

“You look lovely.” He said sweetly as he motioned at the barman to refresh yours and his drinks “A little different to your usual get up.”

“How would you know what I usually wear?” You questioned, a little taken aback by his statement.

“I’ve seen you around.” He stated, shrugging his shoulders.

“Right.” You sniggered, taking a sip from your new drink “Thanks for the drink, Agent Peña.” You finished as you turned to leave only to be stopped by his hand grasping your arm.

“Call me Javi.’ He said softly as he smiled at you.

“Well, thank you again Javi but I must be getting back to my date.” Giving him a last nod you sauntered away, unable to miss the scowl plastered across Greg’s face.

“What did he want?” He asked as you came up beside him.

“He got me a drink.” You replied nonchalantly “That was all.”

“That isn’t all he wants from you.” He growled and your head shot back in shock at his change of tone.

“Greg, I am in no danger of attracting Javier Peña.” You snort, rolling your eyes at him.

“Have you seen how you look?” He snapped and you found yourself growing irritated.

“I have and I am not his type.” You spit “He’s only interested in slim, tall, perfect skinned beauties and I am none of those things Greg. You have nothing to worry about.”

Little did you know, he had plenty to worry about. As the evening went on the music started to die down and people began to say their goodnights, thinning the crowd down to the younger staff members of the embassy. Greg had remained possessive of you, noting how Javier would watch you as you danced with your friends or talked with other people from your department. He’d picked his prey and you were it. Greg, helpless to stop it.

“Would you like to dance Hermosa?” Came a deep voice from behind you and you shivered at the effect it had on you.

Turning you see Javier smiling down at you, his suit jacket long since discarded and tie also. He’d unfastened the top three buttons of his shirt and you couldn't help but lick your lips at the sight of his golden skin beneath. Then suddenly your brain caught up with the rest of you and you shook your head as you looked back up at the man that was towering over you.

“I shouldn’t.” You replied, shaking your head as you looked around nervously “I should get back to Greg.”

“Greg is stuck in a deep conversation with a bunch of other accountants.” He countered, taking one of your hands in his “Just one dance. Will be perfectly innocent I promise.”

You tried to find another reason to say no, anything, but you were coming up blank and so you were unable to resist when he pulled you gently towards the dance floor. The song was slow, soft and you glanced around at the other couples close to each other, slowly swaying to the music.

“Relax.” The agent whispered against the shell of your ear and you shivered,

“Why are you doing this Javi?” You questioned, looking up into his eyes.

“Doing what?” He asked with a mildly bemused expression on his face.

“This. Dancing with me, paying me any form of attention.” You elaborated and his brow furrowed “We both know I’m not your type so this isn’t some ploy to get me to sleep with you, or at least I hope it's not. You’ve never spoken to me before tonight so why? What’s this all about?”

“How do you know what my type is?” He questioned, dark eyes watching you closely.

“Because I live across the hall from you and so have seen many of your conquests leave. All thin and beautiful which I am not.” You chuckled to yourself, glancing at Steve who watched the two of you.

“Well firstly, I think you are beautiful.” He stated and you rolled your eyes “Really, you don’t believe me?”

“I believe you’re a smooth talker that’s good at getting women to fall in love with him.” He snorted at the, glancing at Steve a moment before returning his attention to you “I know I’m not beautiful.” You shrug “I came to terms with that a long time ago but I don’t like to be teased or played with. So if this is some sort of game or bet. Please don’t involve me.” You pleaded and Javier felt his heart ache a little that you’d think such a thing.

“This is no game Hermosa.” He said softly “I like you and I wanted to dance with you.” He continued, bringing one hand up to cup your cheek “That's all that is going on here.”

“You like me?” You questioned, unable to help the squeak in your voice.

He nodded as he smiled at you and then time seemed to stand still. Your eyes flitted to his lips as you gazed at each other, the world around you falling away as Javier Peña cupped your face and kissed you softly. You didn't react for a moment, shocked that this is even happening and then you responded, kissing him back as your hands gripped his wrists and when he pulled away, all eyes were on you.

“Can I take you home Hermosa?” He asked quietly as he gazed at you, smiling when you nodded in reply and then he was leading you out. Greg and the party were all forgotten.

…

“I hope you don’t expect me to sleep with you this evening.” You chuckled, smiling shyly at the man driving you.

“A man can always hope.” He replied, glancing at you a moment before returning his attention to the road.

“Well, I’m not that easy.” You stated, sticking your tongue out at him playfully which elicited a throating laugh from the agent "I like to be wooed first."

You loved his laugh. It brought you all new waves of pleasure to hear it but as your building seeped into view, along with a familiar-looking truck parked out front, the realisation hit you like a freight train.

“Oh my god.” You sobbed as you hopped out of his truck, clutching your middle as you cried.

“Hermosa what’s wrong?” Asked Javier, his tone panicked as he sprinted to your side.

“Greg.” You choked and he noticed you staring at the vehicle parked in front of his “I kissed you, and I left him there. What… Why would I do that?”

Javier pulls you into his arms, holding you as you cried over the relationship you know you had destroyed. He pulled you with him, taking you inside and into his apartment where he sat you down on his couch and poured you a drink.

“Thank you.” You hiccuped as you took the drink from him, staring at the glass as he sat beside you “I liked Greg.” You started, eyes not wavering from your glass “He was sweet. Liked me for me and I’d never had that before. All my previous boyfriends wanted one thing and I got burned so much I gave up on the idea that someone could want more with me.”

“You have to go through some hurt to find the right man.” Javier replied, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you close “You’ll find him I’m sure. You deserve happiness.”

You sat there and talked for a little longer. Until your eyes were so heavy you could no longer keep them open and when Javier noticed you dosing off, he scooped you into his arms and carried you to his bed. He didn’t try anything. Just simply held you and it was the best sleep he’d had in years.

You had no idea you’d be the talk of the office when you returned from the holidays. Greg hadn’t spoken to you since that night and neither had Javi. You’d snuck out the next morning before he’d woken up, mortified that you’d fall asleep at his. You knew you hadn't had sex with him but you’d still slept with him and that brought on all kinds of different emotions. Did he like you the way you like him?

“So how was it?” Asked Kirsten as sat down at your desk, her eyebrows lifting.

“How was what?” You asked, your confusion evident in your features.

“Your hot night with agent Peña.” She elaborated and you almost choked on your coffee “You did fuck him right?”

“No, I didn’t.” You expelled, already feeling sick to the stomach at the realisation you were the talk of the office.

“Oh come on.” She rolled her eyes at your denial “No one goes home with Javier Peña without him having his way with them. You’re so lucky.” She sighed “Although poor Greg left with his tail between his legs. No one blames you for going to the better dish though… Javi is quite the meal.”

You abruptly grabbed your bag and stood from your chair, not stopping to pick it up as it clattered on the stone floor. All you could think about was getting out of there, and fast. You couldn’t miss the sniggering as you swiftly left the office, only to be stopped by two hands grabbing your shoulders.

“Woah what's up?” Asked Greg as he pulled you to the side.

“I uh… everyone's laughing at me.” You sobbed, eyes skirting around and catching peoples stares.

“What did you expect when you went home with Agent Peña.” He scoffed and you looked up at him with a broken expression “All those months clearly meant nothing to you as you dropped your panties for him the moment he called.”

“What? No… I didn’t sleep with him.” You assured, head shaking tears loose from your eyes “I swear to you I didn’t. He kissed me and that’s it.”

“Didn’t see you pushing him away.” He growled and your stomach sank “Despite what you pulled, I still care about you so I will have a word with the others. Just try to keep your head down from now on yeah?”

You nodded, sniffing as you watched him walk away but as you looked around you could see that everyone was still looking at you, talking about you.

You needed to leave.

Your sprinted to the elevators, uncaring of anyone else's attention and pressed the button vigorously, willing it to arrive. You didn’t even look when it opened, just shuffled inside and pressed the button for the parking level. You’d explain later why you’d left.

“Everything okay?” Came a soft Southern voice and you turned your head to see Steve beside you “Rough day?”

“Putting it lightly.” You replied, letting out a watery chuckle as you threw your head into your hands.

“I told Javi to leave you alone. Fucking prick.”

“No this is all my fault.” You sobbed as you looked up at him “Javi was sweet. I should really talk to him but today isn’t the day. Right now I need to go home and wallow.”

“Well, you can do that together if you like.” He chuckled and you looked at him in confusion “He ended up taking today off.

“Right.” You replied as you pulled your bag tighter over your shoulder as you exited the lift and headed towards your car.

Maybe you should speak to him today.

…

You’d more or less talked yourself out of it by the time you'd made it back to your apartment building. You pulled into your allotted parking spot, sprinted up the stairs and made it to your front door, only to be stopped by a familiar voice.

“What are you doing back?” He asked and you turned to face him, noting how his brows were drawn together in concern.

“I uh… Well, let's just say I’m the talk of the office.” You replied plainly as you pulled out your key, desperate to escape this inevitable conversation.

“Why?” He asked and you looked at him again in amazement.

Did this guy seriously have no clue?

“Well, let's see Javi. I turned up at this year's Christmas party with Greg, the guy I was seeing and then left with you after you kissed me in front of all of our colleagues. Why do you think that I’m the subject for office gossip?” You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest as you awaited his response.

“We didn’t sleep together thought?”

“They don’t know that” You replied, rolling your eyes at him “So that’s what everyone assumed happened. That I waited months to take that step with Greg but one kiss from you and I give you what you want.”

“I’m sorry Hermosa.” He replied, his eyes taking on a sad puppy dog quality that immediately had your anger melting away.

“Why aren’t you at work today Javi?” You questioned as your body language relaxed and you turned to put your key in the door.

“One of my informants died.” He announced and you immediately turned to look at him “She uh… Well, she was ratted in by one of her colleagues. We found her last night mutilated and raped.”

“Oh Javi, I’m… I’m so sorry.” You replied as you gave him a sympathetic look, your heart breaking from the pain that was so evident on his face “Did you want to come in?” You asked innocently and he nodded, taking the hand you offered and following you inside.

Little did you know that this time, you really would give Javi what he wanted. You talked, you consoled each other, you kissed and then finally when the kissing became heated and passionate you fucked him, allowing your own troubles to be dissolved by pleasure. You allowed yourself to lose yourself in him and he buried himself in you to escape himself but when all was done and you lay their sated in his arms you started to wonder.

Maybe he did like you.

It doesn’t take long for word to spread around the office that you had fucked Javier Peña now. Someone else who lived in the building overhearing your activities and telling the entire office the following day so when you’d turned up the following feeling more relaxed, it was quickly ripped away from you.

“So decided to skive off for a fantastic fuck with Javi Peña eh?” Kirsten asked as she winked at you, the colour completely draining from your face “You lying slut though. I knew you were shagging him.”

“I uh…”

“Oh no use in denying it, you were heard. You’re apparently pretty vocal in the sack.” She sniggered as the other girls in the office started to chuckle along with her “Oh Javi.” She mocked “Oh Javi yes… just there-“

You left before she could finish her berating, tears streaming down your cheeks as you made your way through the halls to the bathrooms in the hope you could cry alone in there but sure enough, you were not to be so lucky. Greg grabbed you as you tried to scurry past but there was no sympathy in those blue orbs anymore, nothing but anger.

“You fucking slut.” He growled, eyes burning you “I courted you for months. Treated you right and the first moment you get you fuck man whore Peña?” He spat and you flinched at his outburst “You just used me. Did you even fucking like me?”

“Yes, Greg.” You sobbed, fat tears flowing freely now “I did like you... I do even. I like you a lot, I swear I didn’t use you.”

“But you couldn’t resist opening your legs for Javier Peña.” He growled, snarling at you as he watched your face crumble “You know he doesn’t commit so good luck regaining any credibility you had here.” He finished, leaving you sobbing in his wake.

You quickly sprinted through the halls, people's mocking laughter filling your ears but you just pushed forward. You looked up a moment and that's when you caught eyes with him, the man from which all this trouble had stemmed from and you stopped, giving him a hopeful look as he grabbed your arm and pulled you to one side.

“What's the matter?”

“You seriously the only person in the embassy not to hear the latest gossip?” You asked, noticing the genuine confusion that spread across his face.

“We were heard Javi.” You explained, wiping your cheeks with your sleeves “Someone heard us and has told everyone.” You sobbed, face leaning into his hand as he cupped your cheek “But you can set everyone straight, tell them that this is different? I mean, it was different right?” You asked, eyes pleading for him to soothe your worries.

“Hermosa…” He trailed off as he dropped his hand and shook his head, your stomach dropping “Hermosa I-.”

“You said you like me.” You choked, eyes growing wide as you shook your head in disbelief “That I’m beautiful.”

“I do and you are.” He assured you “But I’m not a commitment guy.” He paused and you felt sick “What we did was just two friends comforting each other. Nothing more.”

You can’t believe it. How had you gone and done this again? You’d given yourself to someone body and soul only to be stomped on again. You were a fool and you knew it. There was never going to be a chance of Javier Peña want more than to bury himself in you. You were plain. Simple.

Ordinary.

You left without another word. Darting into the nearest bathroom where you emptied the contents of your stomach before crying yourself dry. When you did finally emerge you were called into your manager's office and were instantly told to take some time. You had some leave to take so they advised you to take it. Let the scandal die down a little. You couldn’t be the talk of the office forever.

So you do. You take the two months you accrued and you leave, numb the entire drive back to your apartment. You thought about going home, actually taking a vacation but then you’ve never been one for adventure. You don’t have anyone back home. No family or friends to speak of so you decide to spend it here. At home. Wallowing in your own self-pity.

2 months later…

Javier had noticed your absence and he’d also noticed that you never left your apartment. At least you never left it when he was around to see it. He knew you were due back today, one of the other secretaries informing him that your leave had ended so why weren’t you here? It wasn’t like you to be late. You were always in before most of the other office admins were, sipping your coffee as you went through your daily schedule.

No one else seemed to be worried about your absence. A few assuming you’d forgotten that you were due to come back but they were a little surprised when Agent Peña had started asking around for you. Everyone knew that things between you and him had crashed and burned, your very public refusal being the next hot topic for the weeks that followed. So when he came up short with your colleagues he went to your boss, his worry growing by the minute.

“I’m not sure why it matters to you where she is.” Stated your boss as they continued to skim through the paperwork in front of them “It’s because of you that she ended up taking leave.”

“I understand that but…”He paused a moment, trying to carefully plan what he needed to say “She lives opposite me. I’ve not seen her leave in two months or even heard a peep from her apartment. I know that her suffering is my doing but I do care about her well being.”

“Well, you should have thought about her well being before you dragged her name through the dirt.”

“Do you know where she is?” He growled, growing more and more impatient by the second.

“Yes, I do.” They replied plainly.

“So?”

“She’s in the hospital.” Javier’s eyes shot open, stomach dropping as he stared at the older woman across from him.

“What… what happened?” He asked although he wasn’t sure he wanted to know.

“I can’t tell you that.” She stated and he let out a frustrated sigh

“Is she at least going to be okay?”

“She’s in a bad way.” She paused as she finally placed the documents in her hands down “If you want to see her I can’t stop you. Just know… it is very likely that she won’t want to see you.”

She told the agent where you were and watched as he left, knowing that deep down he had a right to know what had happened to put you there.

…

A few flashes of his badge and he was soon led to your room, stopping the doctor as he left your room and demanding he be told what was wrong. He could see that you were sleeping inside and he felt himself ease a little seeing that you weren’t bloody and beaten. So what was wrong?

“She was poisoned.” The doctor explained in Spanish and Javier felt his anxiety shoot through the roof again.

“Poisoned?” He asked “How? By who?”

“By herself.” The doctor stated and Javier’s stomach dropped.

Had he really hurt you that badly?

“She tried to terminate her pregnancy using an old home remedy.” The doctor elaborated and Javier jumped at that.

“Pregnancy?”

“Yes.” The doctor nodded “She is around 2 months pregnant.”

Javier knew instantly it was his and a mixture of emotions coursed through him. Why had you not come to him? Why did you feel like this was the right thing to do? If there was a baby involved he would do what was right. You had to know that right?

“She is sedated.” The doctor continued “The baby survived. The remedy did not work but it did nearly kill her. She was hysterical when she arrived. Begging us to save it.” He paused, glancing at you before returning his attention to Javier “I don’t think she really wanted to get rid of it. She was just desperate and scared. She should be okay though. We will continue to monitor her and the baby. ”

Javier nodded before stepping aside so the Doctor could leave. His mind was racing as he stepped inside of your hospital room and taking a seat at your side. He would wait. Wait until you woke up and he would talk to you. He needed to understand why you did this. Why you felt you had no other option.

…

You were shocked to find Peña dosing in the chair beside your bed when you woke up. How did he even know you were here? Your head was pounding and your mouth dry so you turned your head to find the bottle of water a nurse had brought you earlier, only to knock it when you went to grab it. The agent woke instantly and you groaned in frustration. You didn’t need his lecture right now.

“Hey.” He said softly as he grabbed the bottle and opened it before bringing it to your lips “How are you feeling?”

You shrugged as you sipped the water, relishing how it soothed your sore throat and dry tongue. You nodded when you’d had your fill and watched as he screwed the lid back on and placed it back on the table.

“What are you doing her Javier?” You rasped and he flinched at your inquiry.

“I was worried about you.” He stated, sad eyes locking with yours “The doctor said you and the baby are going to be okay.” He said with a smile and your eyes started to water.

“So you know?”

“Yes.” He replied plainly “He also told me you tried to get rid of it.” He paused, stroking away a tear that escaped from your eye “Why?”

“Because I knew you wouldn’t want it.” You replied, lip trembling as you spoke “And I didn't want to raise it on my own.” You paused, watching him process your words before you go for the jugular “Besides, I was just another one of your conquests. Can't go tarnishing your record and I’ve destroyed my reputation enough. Having your baby will just destroy whatever integrity I have left.”

“So what are you going to do?” He asks, stomach twisting.

“I’m going to leave Javier.” You said plainly “I will leave and I will raise this baby on my own. No one will ever need to know you have a bastard child with one of your many whores. I want nothing from you so you can go now.”

“Hermosa I-“

“Leave.” You growled, angry tears staining your cheeks “I’m giving you the out you want. Take it.”

Part 2

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