#twitch streamer robbe

[crownedtargaryen]

Modern!Bran Stark Headcanons

A/N: honestly, this is just to give context to the one shot I’m writing and I made these in my class. A lot are of him being a silly little Twitch streamer. So, enjoy!! There aren’t a lot of NSFW ones, but shrugs or whatever.

ALL NOTES ARE APPRECIATED! (REBLOGS, LIKES, COMMENTS)

CW: Semi-Publicized Sex, Slurp Slurp Under Da Desk

NSFW 18+ HEADCANONS ARE IN THIS!

Pronouns: She/Her

SFW

He’s a huge gamer, 100%. The average League and Clash Royale player. He’s a variety twitch streamer in his spare time, honestly having a large following!

He works a lot on his upper body strength, keeping himself lean but not buff. He has a tendency to overexert himself a because he’s insecure about his wheelchair, trying to prove he can still be just as strong as his brothers.

Bran is a MASSIVE nerd, holy crap. He has limited edition collectibles and loves to show you them. At cons, he will buy insanely expensive merchandise and you stand there in shock at how much money he throws into those passions of his.

To be honest, he probably wouldn’t have been your friend if you weren’t friends with his siblings. Plus, you grew up with him which is a bonus. You helped him through the emotional distress he felt being now stuck in a wheelchair, encouraging him that you’ll do anything to help him learn to walk again. A naive child, which he constantly teases you for now. When people ask why you’re friends with him, you respond “I find him endearing is all!”

He works a lot on his upper body strength, keeping himself lean but not buff. He has a tendency to overexert himself a because he’s insecure about his wheelchair, trying to prove he can still be just as strong as his brothers.

Bran is a MASSIVE nerd, holy crap. He has limited edition collectibles and loves to show you them. At cons, he will buy insanely expensive merchandise and you stand there in shock at how much money he throws into those passions of his.

To be honest, he probably wouldn’t have been your friend if you weren’t friends with his siblings. Plus, you grew up with him which is a bonus. You helped him through the emotional distress he felt being now stuck in a wheelchair, encouraging him that you’ll do anything to help him learn to walk again. A naive child, which he constantly teases you for now. When people ask why you’re friends with him, you respond “I find him endearing is all!”

He’s had the biggest crush on you since kindergarten and has dedicated his entire love life to pursuing you. But, he has terrible rejection anxiety and so he hesitates to confess his feelings.

His love languages are as follows; Giving - Gift Giving and Semi-Physical Touch ,, Receiving - Physical Touch and Quality Time

He doesn’t show it nor admit it, but he’s SUPER protective of you and sends Jock!Robb and Jock!Jon to beat the crap out of people for you.

His siblings and parents LOVVVE embarrassing him in-front of you. They’ll tell you stupid stories that you weren’t there for, unflattering pictures they take of him they’ll text you, abut what REALLY gets him all flustered and pulling you away to his room to hide is when they drop unsubtle hints about his deep rooted feelings for you

Bran has really gotten used to swallowing down his emotions and hiding them from everyone. You’d have to know everything going on in his life to know how he truly feels.

He definitely went through a cringey stage in middle school, it’s haunted him since. He may need therapy.

Uses the words Pog, Pogchamp, Rizz, Bruh, Moist, and Holly Molay ironically, and repeats them regularly. He won’t stop. Help.

Can and WILL tell you the entire FNAF lore.

Always urging you into his interests and rambles for hours in what he loves. He’ll GLADLY indulge in your likings as well.

He’s on the neurodivergent spectrum. As someone on that spectrum, he totally is. He has special interests and will never stop talking about them while laying in bed with you.

He absolutely ADORES when upon send him videos and pictures you find on Pinterest or TikTok and say “us”

When you aren’t at his house he BEGS you to call him to merely feel your presence. He has insane insomnia when you aren’t with him and needs to call you to sleep.

On ALL his socials other than his Twitch, you’re his pfp. The thing is, he doesn’t pick flattering pictures of you. No. He picks the most meme worthy goofy photos of you and him, just LOVING it. He’s VERY public about your romance.

His stream LOOOVES you and constantly begs him to have you on. He acts like it’s bothersome but he secretly adores the excuse to invite you over. Of course, there are some of his fans that ignore your existence or don’t like you, which you come to realize is because they’re romantically attracted to him and feel you are an obstacle, so they find it better to be harsh or just ignore you all together.

He’ll do a karaoke stream with you and I love to imagine it’s like this video

NSFW

He loves when his family is out and he tells them he’s streaming so you can come over and just ride the fuck out of him in the living room.

He’s a pervy mf, eyeing you up and down always and getting hard-ons CONSTANTLY when he looks at you. It makes you so flustered noticing the huge cock in his pants rock hard and insanely visible due to his size.

Sometimes he’ll plead you to suck him off when he’s streaming, tying to keep himself together as he talks to his chat. He’ll let out soft whimpers and moans, but play them off as frustration. You’re surprised no one has caught on as he pushes your head down and swallows hard to stifle himself.

He’ll suck on your tits randomly. You’ll be cuddling and he’ll move under your shirt, whining softly and peeking through the top of your shirt. You look down at him and laugh, then give him verbal consent to continue. He’ll greedily lap over the buds, feeling up your sides and slowly grinding against your leg like the wolf he is.

He suggests an OnlyFans a few times and a NSFW Twitter, jokingly at first but then genuinely growing interested in the idea. You think it’s just for money, but he wants to show everyone who he belongs to and who belongs to him.

He loves nothing more than thigh fucking you, moaning into your ear and burying his face in your neck as he marks you up.

He has a private Twitter where he posts (with your consent) photos of him with the messiest hickeys on his neck and the scratches on his back after you and him fuck around. His captions are always goofy like “Just got mauled 🤭😏”

He loves when you ride him while he plays games, moaning softly into the mic and gripping your ass, unable to focus as he messes up and swears under his breath, burying his face between your breasts to comfort himself from the frustration.

[newgabeorder]

SEGA's Most Famous Hedgehog Speeds His Way To... A Saturday Night T3 Marathon Special?

Hello, anime fans and video gamers. I am Gabriel Ramos, DJ and live-streamer for Toon Time Theater. Since it is approaching Sonic the Hedgehog's birthday, I plan on celebrating it the night before with a 12-episode SONIC X marathon. I know it may sound overkill, but it is the fact that SONIC X aired on 4Kids' Saturday morning blocks in the past few decades, particularly, the Fox Box, The CW 4Kids, Toonzai and lastly, Vortexx on the CW. I am eager to run a marathon and test the waters to see if viewers are interested in seeing more SONIC X on the New Gabe Order Twitch channel. I figured because of the isekai anime saturation that's happening now, and I have TSUBASA: Reservoir Chronicle as my only current isekai anime in the Saturday morning lineup. After the marathon, I will set up a promoted poll that will last until Friday morning when T3 Express signs on. I will check the poll live and reveal the next Saturday morning lineups before I live-stream an episode of Bartender. If no one votes, a draw happens, or if most of you vote to keep SONIC X out of the Saturday morning cram session, then I will cut SONIC X unless I plan another special Saturday night marathon. I doubt it'll happen, but who knows?

Here are the episodes that will be played on the marathon, but you don't have to take my word for it. Mark your calendars anime fans and Sonic fans, because this marathon will happen on June 22 at 6:30 PM PDT.

Saturday Morning Animation Cram Session Lineup (Regularly-Scheduled Programming As of 220624)

Element Cannon

7.0A - Pokémon Master Journeys

7.5A - X-MEN

Amazing Fantasy

8.0A - THE SLAYERS TRY

8.5A - TSUBASA: Reservoir Chronicle

"Samurai Shogun vs. Steel Ninja"

9.0A – ZOM 100: BUCKET LIST OF THE DEAD

9.5A - NARUTO SHIPPUDEN

SHONEN JUMP

10.0A - ONE PIECE

10.5A - DRAGON BALL Z KAI

"Loud and Sweet"

11.0A - FRUITS BASKET (2019)

11.5A - HAIKYU!!

SONIC X Marathon

Peepshow: Saturday 6.0 PM PDT / Saturday 9.0 PM EDT / Sunday 10.0 AM JST

Marathon: Saturday 6.5 PM PDT / Saturday 9.5 PM EDT / Sunday 10.5 AM JST

6.5P - "Chaos Control Freaks"

7.0P - "Sonic To The Rescue"

7.5P - "Missile Wrist Rampage"

8.0P - "Chaos Emerald Chaos"

8.5P - "Cracking Knuckles"

9.0P - "Techno-Teacher"

9.5P - "Party Hardly"

10.0P - "Satellite Swindle"

10.5P - "The Last Resort"

11.0P - "Unfair Ball"

11.5P - "Fly Spy"

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12.0A - "Beating Eggman ~Part 1~"

All of the episodes will be live-streamed in Japanese with English subtitles for the sake of using the uncut version.

Not to mention the peepshow will all be Sonic-themed, so expect songs from Crush 40, Doug Robb of Hoobastank, Zebrahead, One OK Rock and more musicians that kept the spirit of the fast blue hedgehog alive.

In case this is your first time seeing these kinds of posts, this is Toon Time Theater, a series of cartoon block live streams that happen Friday mornings and Saturday mornings on the New Gabe Order Twitch channel. The main purpose of Toon Time Theater is to serve as a revival effort for modern Saturday morning cartoon blocks, providing viewers the latest and greatest of animation at more convenient timeslots. My Twitch channel is here in case you forget:

[atopvisenyashill]

What kind of jobs do you think asoiaf characters would have in the real world?

jon - history podcaster, famous in lefty circles, robb keeps begging him to get a real job so the stans of his haters stop review bombing robb's law practice

dany - political twitch streamer, they have beef bc jon is an anarchist and dany is an ML.

barristan - he's an econimist and a landlord and dany gets dragged constantly for being friends with him and retweeting his shitty medium articles.

grey worm - he has A Real Job as a low level agriculture engineer but he does political commentary in his free time which is why he's friends with dany & barristan.

arya - runs a coffee shop and is everyone's favorite manager because she's super chill and drives them to protests on her days off. has a burner twitter account and ratioed barristan online once.

sansa - a small business owner that has one of those cute little storefronts where four or five small businesses band together to be one shop.

robb - has a law practice doing something Important like immigration help or something. lives in a nice apartment above his practice.

theon - literally just freeloads at robb's apartment.

jeyne westerling - receptionist at robb's practice, the power dynamic IS weird but also kind of sexy. they are both clearly fucking theon as well, ned has no idea this is happening and keeps asking about grandkids even tho jeyne has an IUD.

catelyn - she clerked for a scotus judge and she is NOT modest but she IS modest about the thanksgiving she spent at RBG's house. her instagram is dedicated to promoting sansa's business because she is sooo proud.

jeyne poole - the only non nepo baby in the group who lucked out in befriending two rich girls in the art fair circuit and got a storefront with them.

loras tyrell - think mayor pete but with more personality.

margaery tyrell - the third business owner with sansa & jeyne, but she uses her mother's maiden name so no one associates her with her brother's tacky lib poitics or accueses her of being a nepo baby (she definitely is, but she takes the accussation personal)

renly baratheon - a fed from a family of feds, and the FACE of a pinkwashing campaign

cersei & tyrion - political family but for local politics like the daleys or cuomos or castro brothers (as in joaquin and julian). they fucking hate loras for primarying tywin from the center and winning but also lowkey hate each other because they both want Tywin's seat as like, Lieutenant Governor or some shit.

jaime lanniser - was supposed to be in politics but got ptsd from his time in the military and became a professional hater and freeloader until brienne talked him into getting a degree and helping people instead of just giving donations to charity for tax write offs.

brienne of tarth - i have no idea what she does but she works for a non profit and is solidly middle class as a child.

the martells - they own a local chain grocery store and they have a rivalry with arya but they keep it classy. oberyn posts thirst traps all the time and doran made him put 12 disclaimsers on every social media profile about not speaking for the store but otherwise he does what he wants. yeah man pour milk over your tiddies for charity who gives a fuck.

[theultimatefan]

Christina Ricci, Giancarlo Esposito, Carl Weathers Lead Next Wave of FAN EXPO New Orleans Celebs

With less than one month to go before the return of FAN EXPO New Orleans, six celebrities from several iconic franchises have been added to the celebrity roster of the pop culture extravaganza set for January 6-8 at the Ernest N. Morial Convention Center. The exciting set of newcomers includes fan favorites Christina Ricci (“Addams Family,�� “Wednesday”), Giancarlo Esposito (“The Mandalorian,” “Breaking Bad”), Carl Weathers (“The Mandalorian,” “Predator”). Bonnie Wright (“Harry Potter”) and the “Stranger Things” duo of Grace Van Dien and Eduardo Franco.

Ricci, who first caught attention as a child star as “Wednesday Addams” in The Addams Family (1991) and Addams Family Values (1993), has nearly 100 acting credits, including as “Marilyn Thornhill” in the current Netflix series “Wednesday.” She moved from appearances as a teen in Casper and Now and Then to adult roles in Sleepy Hollow, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Speed Racer and more and had regular roles in TV series “Ally McBeal,” “Pan Am” and others.

The prolific veteran film, television and stage actor, director and producer Esposito, in addition to his role as “Moff Gideon” on the Disney+ series “The Mandalorian,” is well known by television audiences for his iconic portrayal of drug kingpin “Gus Fring” in AMC’s critically acclaimed award-winning series “Breaking Bad.” Some of Esposito’s most memorable performances can be seen in films such as Rabbit Hole, The Usual Suspects, Smoke, The Last Holiday and Spike Lee’s films Do the Right Thing, Mo’ Better Blues, School Daze and Malcolm X.

Weathers, who portrays “Greef Karga” in “The Mandalorian,” first gained acclaim for his role as boxer “Apollo Creed” in the first four Rocky films (1976–85). The former pro football player also has had memorable roles as “George Dillon” in Predator (1987), the title role in Action Jackson (1988), and “Combat Carl” in the Toy Story franchise. Weathers and Esposito will be joined at FAN EXPO New Orleans by fellow “Mandalorian” standout Katee Sackhoff, announced last month in the first wave of guests.

Wright, whose portrayal of Ron Weasley's little sister “Ginny” in 2001's Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone marked her first screen appearance, has since reprised the role in numerous iterations of the franchise, through Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows, Part 2 (2011). The London-born actress also earned numerous awards for her lead role in Sweat (2015) and starred in a contemporary retelling of A Christmas Carol in 2018. She will join fellow Potter standout Matthew Lewis (“Neville Longbottom”), who announced in November that he will be attending the event.

Van Dien built a resume that has included appearances as “Brooke Osmond” in the Netflix teen drama series “Greenhouse Academy” and “Katie Campbell” in NBC drama series “The Village” before landing a recurring spot as “Chrissy Cunningham” in Season 4 of “Stranger Things.” She is also a noted and popular streamer on Twitch.

Franco has the key “Stranger Things” role of “Argyle,” also in Season 4 of the Netflix series. He also appeared as “Theo” in Booksmart and “Spencer Diaz” in the Netflix mockumentary “American Vandal.” He and Van Dien join fellow “Stranger Things” cast member Joseph Quinn (“Eddie Munson”), who has previously been announced to the FAN EXPO New Orleans celebrity roster.

In addition to Sackhoff, Lewis, and Quinn, the new wave of celebrities will be part of a star-studded FAN EXPO New Orleans lineup that includes legendary filmmaker Sam Raimi (Spider-Man, The Evil Dead franchise), Anson Mount (“Star Trek: Discovery,” “Star Trek: Strange New Worlds) and the stars of “Trailer Park Boys” Mike Smith, John Paul Tremblay and Robb Wells. The event will boast a featured lineup of celebrities, voice actors, creators, cosplayers, authors, exhibitors, compelling programming, meet and greets, special events, family zones and more.

Tickets for FAN EXPO New Orleans are on sale at http://www.fanexponeworleans.com, with individual day, 3-day and Ultimate Fan Package available for adults, youths and families. VIP packages are also available now, with dozens of special benefits including priority entry, limited edition collectibles, exclusive items and much more.

Additional guests, exhibitors and programming for this major comics, sci-fi, horror, literary, anime and gaming convention will be announced closer to the event.

New Orleans is the first event on the 2023 FAN EXPO HQ calendar; the full schedule is available at fanexpohq.com/home/events/.

[ravenbrenna09]

i don’t know if i made a text post about it or just said it in the server. 

but, i would love to see the first shot hit Jana, then Zoë, and then Robbe (like how it hit Jana than Zoënne in s3) before moving towards Yasmina only for her to shake her head or hit away or say “no, no, not yet” (if it’s not her season) before landing on the actual main. i think it would just be amazing if they got a little meta with it.

[allamericansbitch]

based on this thread, here is a list of famous people who have supported johnny depp and/or made fun of amber heard. fuck all of them:

Aly & AJ

Alissa Violet (Influencer)

Anitta

Ann Coulter

Ashley Benson

Ashley Park (actress from Emily in Paris)

Auli'i Cravalho (actress from Moana)

Bailey Muñoz

Bella Hadid

Ben Shapiro

Booboo Stewart

Chase Hudson (Lil Huddy)

Chase Stokes (actor from Outer Banks)

China McClaine

Chris Rock

Cierra Ramirez (actress from The Fosters/Good Trouble)

Cody Simpson

Connor Swindells (adam groff on sex education)

Cazzie David

Critical Role

Dakota Fanning

Dakota Johnson

Daniel Ricciardo

Diana Silvers

Dillion Francis (DJ)

Dominic Fike

Dove Cameron

Elle King

Emma Roberts

Florence Pugh

Gabby Douglas

Gemma Chan

Halle Bailey

Henry Golding

Ian Somerhalder

Jaime King

Jamie Campbell Bower

Javier Bardem

Jennifer Aniston

Jennifer Coolidge

Jeremy Renner

Jessie J

JK Rowling

Joe Perry (Aerosmith)

JoJo Siwa

Jordan Fisher

Julian Kostov (actor from Shadow & Bone)

Justin Long

Kali Uchis

Kat Von D

Kelly Osbourne

Kelsea Ballerini

Kyle Rittenhouse

LaKeith Stanfield

Lance Bass

Lennon Stella

Lewis Tan

Lucy Hale

Madelyn Cline (actress from Outer Banks)

Maren Morris

Matthias Schoenaerts

Michael Clifford (of 5 Seconds of Summer)

Molly Shanon

Nicholas Braun

Norman Reedus

Nyane (popular instagram model)

Olivia Jade

Paige (from WWE)

Paris Hilton

Patti Smith

Paul Bettany

Paul McCartney

Penelope Cruz

Perrie Edwards

Phillip Barantini (director of Boiling Point)

Pokimane (Twitch Streamer)

Reeve Carney

Robert Downey Jr

Rian Dawson (Drummer of All Time Low)

Riley Keough

Rita Ora

Ryan Adams

Sam Claflin

Samantha Hanratty (actress from Yellowjackets)

Samuel Larsen

Seth Savoy (Director)

Shannen Doherty

Sharon Stone

Sia

SNL cast and writers

Sofia Boutella

Sophie Turner

Stella Maxwell

Tammin Sursok

Taika Waititi

Tony Lopez

Upsahl

Vanessa Hudgens

Vanessa Morgan

Vanessa Paradis

Vincent Gallo

Yungblud

Zachary Levi

Zedd

Zoe Saldana

Zoey Deutch

People who publicly support Amber:

Aiysha Hart 

Alex Winter

Alexa Nikolas (actress from Zoey 101)

Amanda Seyfried

Amy Schumer

Anna Sophia Robb

Bianca Butti (Amber's ex)

Busy Philipps

Chace Crawford

Chloe Morello

Christina Ricci

Constance Wu

Contrapoints/Natalie Wynn

Corey Rae

Dana Schwartz (journalist and writer)

David Krumholtz

Dolph Lundgren

Edward Norton

Elizabeth Lail (actress who played Beck from you)

Elizabeth McGovern

Elizaberh Reaser (Esmé in Twilight)

Ellen Barkin

Emeraude Toubia (actress from Shadowhunters and With Love)

Emily Ratajkowski

Evan Rachel Wood

Finneas

Howard Stern

Ira Madison III

Jamelle Bouie (NYT columnist)

Jessica Taylor, Dr

Jon Lovett (podcaster & former White House speech writer & fiance of Ronan Farrow)

John Legend

Julia Fox

Julia Stiles

Julianne Moore

Kate Nash (singer, actress from Glow)

Kathy Griffin

Kristen Bell

Lauren Jauregui

Lena Headey

Lindsay Ellis (YouTuber)

Lindsay Lohan

Lindsey Gort

Mia Farrow

Michele Dauber (Stanford law professor)

Millie Brady (actress in The Last Kingdom)

Mel B

Melanie Lynskey

Melissa Benoist

Monica Lewinsky

Nathalie Emmanuel (actress on Game of Thrones)

Neil Gaiman (writer of Caroline, American Gods, Good Omens, etc.)

Nikki Glaser (comedian)

Patricia Arquette

Rachel Riley

Raphael Bob-Waksberg (creator of Bojack Horseman)

Robin Lord Taylor

Rian Johnson (director of Knives Out)

Ryn Weaver (singer)

Samantha Bee (comedian)

Sarah Paulson

Sarah Steele

Selma Blair 

Sophia Bush

Uzo Aduba

Willa Fitzgerald

Zach Kornfeld (from the Try Guys)

[elegancemultimuse]

Here are some past OCs I’ve had in the past that I am thinking of bringing here:

Ben Levin FC as a gay Twitch Streamer:

AnnaSophia Robb FC as a lesbian Designer/Fashion Student:

Sasha Pieterse- Sheaffer FC as a bisexual Architect:

Freddie Highmore FC as a straight Writer: 

If you are at all interested in any of these let me know by commenting below. I’m just thinking of switching up my muse lineup a little bit and these have been floating around in my head as well as these possible new FCs.

[sekoui]

au where robbe is an up and coming twitch streamer

sander is a local artist

robbe commissions him for some art for his twitch and ends up getting way more than he bargained for

[this-istoday-blog]

Random fact for you all, the name "thisistoday" actually comes from the song 6ix Am by Some Guy Named Robb. . . ———————————————————————————— #twitch #streamer #pc #letsplay #gamer #twitchtv #supportsmallstreamers #steam #origin #ps4 #twitchstreamer #live #razer #gaming #channel #game #gamer #discord #playing #twitchkittens #gameplay #view #smallstreamer  https://www.instagram.com/p/Bwo_OIfFiYw/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cfcmw4bnnqj6

[souriwin]

this 100k tattoo artist!sander and twitch streamer!robbe fic’s making me lose my mind

[ravenbrenna09]

note: “The End” is the title of the epilogue that i have in development. I hope to get it out to you soon, but I didn’t want to wait until it was out to publish this gifset. thank you all for this wonderful ride with these characters. i’m so happy that i was able to complete this journey <3

+ bonus: the OG header (revamped again)

[ravenbrenna09]

Jij Verliest - Master List

Summary: For the past three months, Robbe’s life—and what it once was—had been stripped away and rearranged. Now, if anything, his life had become a bit repetitive: homework, stream, ignore Thomas’s Instagram, repeat. But one Friday evening, Robbe meets a hurricane in the form of a platinum-haired tattoo artist who just might show him everything that he’s been missing.

Character Profiles/Announcement

Teaser: Press Start

Chapter One: 

Zaterdag 9:31

Zaterdag 12:41

Zondag 18:31

Maandag 15:11

Dinsdag 19:47

Woensdag 11:26 (part one) (part two)

Donderdag 19:50

Vrijdag 20:23

Chapter Two: 

Zaterdag 22:35

Zonday 13:14

Maandag 10:52

Dinsdag 12:39/12:46

Woensdag 18:49/19:53/20:58

Donderdag 12:16

Vrijdag 8:23

Chapter Three:

Zaterdag 15:52

Zondag 18:25

Maandag 19:21

Dinsdag 17:38

Woensdag 21:51

Woensdag 22:39/23:43

Donderdag 17:04

Vrijdag 22:32/22:52

Chapter Four:

Zaterdag 9:31

Zondag 10:21

Zondag 19:21

Maandag 15:10/15:23

Dinsdag 20:41

Woensdag 16:36/17:03/18:23

Donderdag 18:45

Vrijdag 12:12

Chapter Five: 

Zaterdag 8:27

Zondag 18:53/20:34

Maandag 18:16/21:32

Dinsdag 19:12/19:25/20:04/22:34

Woensdag 21:45/21:49

Donderdag 22:39/22:51

Vrijdag 12:21/12:24

Chapter Six:

Zaterdag 11:29/12:01

Zondag 9:24

Maandag 14:51/17:42/21:22

Dinsdag 17:43

Woensdag 19:03

Donderdag 19:52

Vrijdag 12:42

Vrijdag 21:21

Chapter Seven:

Zaterdag 4:27/10:23

Zaterdag 10:29/Zondag 13:38

Maandag 11:52/Dinsdag 17:45

Woensdag 15:49/16:21

Donderdag 18:03/18:28 & Vrijdag 18:39

Chapter Eight:

Zaterdag 22:27

Zondag 13:26

Maandag 14:11/Dinsdag 19:25

Woensdag 12:39/17:36/17:49

Donderdag 18:28/Vrijdag 22:41

Epilogue: The End

Preview #1

Preview #2

Preview #3

Preview #4

[ravenbrenna09]

the end link:

Since the second that Sander saw Robbe in that bar—long before they knew each other’s names, long before they met again and fell in love, Sander knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Robbe. Now, four and a half years later, he’s ready to have his life completely and forever intertwined with Robbe’s… with some encouragement from those closest to him.

here we are again <3 

thank you all to everyone that has loved this series to its official completion. this wonderful series that is so near and dear to my heart and it means the absolute world to me that you have loved this series so much and watched robbe and sander fall in love all over again. i can’t wait to show you guys what i have in store next—even though it might be a while until i feel ready to bring it out to you. but definitely look forward to all of my gifs and screams about the upcoming season on here :) 

special thanks to valentina (@nooraevas) for editing and helping me. not only with the entirety of Jij Verliest but also with the epilogue. you kept me focus on days when i couldn't write as smoothly and you're an amazing human being. i couldn't have done any of this story without you <3

Until next time, I love you guys and thank you so much from the bottom of my heart <3

[ravenbrenna09]

Jij Verliest - Chapter Six: Clip 1

master list previous

...

Zaterdag 11:29

As soon as Robbe had ended his stream on Friday night, he collapsed against his bed. He curled in his sheets, wrapping the gray fabric around him like a cocoon. He started a video that he had seen a hundred times on his phone and simply laid there, letting the familiar words wash over him. The words floated around him, blending into white noise, as Robbe stared at the ceiling. 

If Robbe drifted into sleep, he couldn’t remember.

As time drew on, Robbe saw Sander. Well, he didn’t physically see Sander, but it was like he was painted on the ceiling, simply staring down at Robbe. There was an emotionless, guarded expression on his face and his hands were buried deep in his pockets. The image was all that Robbe could see. It was etched on the inside of his eyelids. Even when Robbe pulled himself from his bed to go to the bathroom, Sander’s image lingered in the back of his mind, the memory of the tattoo parlor hitting him in full force. 

And, just like that, his alarm was going off. 

Robbe jolted out of bed, trying to find his phone in the midst of his tangled sheets. His cord was twisted around his chest and his phone fell on the floor in his attempt to unravel himself free. Once Robbe was free of the blasted cord, he reached for his phone. Thankfully, the screen was still intact. Robbe did not want to deal with replacing the screen on his brand new phone.

The words on the alarm shined up at him: Meet Britt. 

Meeting Britt.

Right.

It was how he ended up here.

The address that Britt sent him was to a local café about five minutes away from the flatshare. It was a small place, with wicker seats outside with large tan umbrellas over them. Robbe spotted Britt inside at the counter, talking with the working barista. As Robbe stepped into the café, Britt glanced up at him before asking, “What do you want to drink?”

Robbe swallowed. “Coffee. Just regular coffee.”

The barista nodded, moving to serve his coffee. Once the barista was gone, Robbe turned to Britt, who was putting sugar in her coffee, her pencil-straight blonde hair pulled back in a high ponytail. She was dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a dressy tank top. In all honesty, Robbe thought she looked like she was ready to walk on a runway in Paris, not meet up with him at a small café in Antwerp. 

Swallowing, Robbe asked the question that had been lingering behind the image of Sander, the one question that he couldn’t seem to run away from. “Are you and Sander seeing each other, Britt?” 

As the barista returned, Britt glanced up, surprised, as she handed the money over and waved off Robbe trying to pull his wallet from his pocket. “Be honest with me, please,” Robbe said, pleading. 

Britt let out a sigh, turning to him fully. “Sander and I aren’t dating,” Britt said matter-of-factly. “We did in high school, briefly. While we dated for over six months, we probably should’ve only dated for two. At the end of the day, we weren’t good for each other and we still aren’t. We’re better off as friends.” Britt grabbed her coffee, and Robbe’s, before moving over to a table. Robbe scrambled after her. “Occasionally, he poses as my on-again, off-again boyfriend for the occasional dinner with my parents, but we aren’t actually dating.”

“Seriously?” Robbe asked. 

Britt nodded, placing their coffees down on the table. “Seriously.” Robbe slumped down in one of the chairs as Britt sat down across from him. A minuscule amount of the weight lifted from his shoulders. There was still so much left, but Robbe felt lighter all the same. “Occasionally, he holds my hand, but it’s all an act. Most of the time, it’s just to stop me from picking a fight with my parents.”

Robbe nodded, ignoring the momentary twist in his stomach. Taking a sip of his coffee, he leaned his elbows against the table. “If you and Sander aren’t together, why did you want to talk with me?” 

Britt let out a small sigh, crossing her arms over her chest. There was a worried look on her face, faint and barely there. Britt was a little like Jens. She concealed her emotions effortlessly. “After leaving my parents’ house Tuesday, Sander and I talked about you. Or, rather, he talked and I listened.” Robbe nodded as a feeling of impending doom rested on his stomach. “When he talked about you, and what you guys did together and how you made him feel, he sounded so certain. After such a long time looking, he had found the one.”

Robbe swallowed, the impending doom intensifying. “And then?”

Britt was quiet, staring into her coffee as though it held all the secrets in the world. After eight frantic heartbeats, Britt answered quietly, her voice so faint that Robbe almost missed it. “I don’t know.” Robbe glanced up at her, seeing the pained expression on her face. “He started texting me more during the week and he seemed off. I wasn’t surprised because we always tend to lean on each other when we feel off. On Thursday, he texted me that he was ‘wrong’ but didn’t tell me what he meant. That’s why I showed up at the tattoo parlor yesterday for lunch. I was trying to figure out what happened, but Sander kept telling me to drop it.”  

Robbe nodded, staring down at his coffee. “Yeah, I think I heard that part of the conversation.” 

“Yeah,” Britt said. “I don’t know what happened, but I know that he’s just trying to protect himself.” She took a sip of her coffee before letting out a heavy sigh. “When we were dating, there were a lot of things that I didn’t understand about Sander. Even once I learned more about him, I still didn’t understand. It wasn’t until we stopped dating and started being friends that I began to understand them. He’s always been afraid the people close to him are going to leave him. When he fears they might, he falls back into that self-destructive spiral.”

Robbe sighed. “What did I do to make him feel like I would leave him?” He paused, biting down on his lip before asking, “What can I do to show him that I won’t?” 

Britt looked up at him sadly. “I don’t know if you can do anything, Robbe,” she said. “But I know Sander well enough to know that you didn’t do anything to him. I didn’t want you to think that it was something you did.”

“It’s a little too late for that, Britt,” Robbe said. 

“I know,” Britt said. “It’s why I was hoping to talk to you yesterday.”

Robbe swallowed, pinching his nose. “What if I did do something?” 

Britt reached across the table, taking Robbe’s hand. Once he looked up at her, Britt said, “You didn’t do anything wrong, Robbe.” Robbe wanted to fight back, because he must’ve done something to make Sander look at him like that but the look of sincerity on Britt’s face made him pause. Robbe nodded and Britt relinquished his hand. After a few minutes of silence, Britt spoke up, asking, “So, has Moyo introduced Noor as the girl he’s seeing yet or are they still being secretive?”

Robbe stared at her in disbelief, blinking a couple of times. “I knew it.” 

Britt laughed. 

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Zaterdag 12:01

Robbe: I don’t know what happened, Sander But I need you to know that I want you. If you feel up to it. Please text me back.

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note: this time I just didn’t have enough to make the texts.

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Jij Verliest - Chapter Six: Clip 3

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Maandag 14:51

As Robbe headed toward the park with Lucas by his side and his skateboard tucked under his arm, he glanced at the world around him. 

The sun shined down with its warm, bright waves and a slight wind rustled the emerald green leaves on nearby trees. Students of all levels were out in the park, enjoying their summer vacation. Some were taking the opportunity to sunbathe and others were reading books beneath the shade of the trees. There were a few families as well, pushing strollers and guiding small children toward the playground. 

Even the skate park, a little further in and surrounded by tall trees, was full. Or, well, fuller than usual on a summer afternoon. There was someone performing tricks on a bike, helmet clipped on his head, as he shot up and down the ramps, twisting in ways that made Robbe’s heart drop in his stomach. There were several groups of skaters, talking to one another with ease. On the other side of the skate park, there was even someone taking pictures, their gray jacket pulled over their head and camera to their face. 

The sight of the camera made his heart pang as he thought of Sander—the one person he was trying to avoid thinking about right now. Everything and everyone around him was bright and happy without a care in the world; and Robbe was simply miserable.

It was Robbe’s own head and he knew it too. All of the miserable feelings in his stomach were the cause of his own doing. 

To try and not think of Sander—of his guarded expression on Friday and the unanswered but seen text from Saturday—Robbe had decided to edit down some streams to pass the time before his next one. Normally, Robbe would put out a smaller video on YouTube in the days following the stream. With exams and the beach trip, however, he was behind. The first one wasn’t bad, but by the time he reached the third one, Robbe had noticed the happy, gleeful look on his face and realized the cause: Sander.

Despite Robbe’s need for normalcy, to stream as though nothing was happening, he knew he couldn’t stream—at least not right now. If Robbe looked as down as he felt on the inside, his viewers would notice in a heartbeat. Even though Robbe wanted to plow through and continue streaming, he knew that he could stream at a later time tonight, feeling a little better and refreshed. It was why he texted his friends. It was why they were at the skate park now. 

Jens was sitting on the edge of one of the ramps with his board behind him. Moyo and Aaron were on his left side, shooting shit and badgering away. As soon as Lucas and Robbe entered the skate park, Jens spotted them, moving to get off the ramp. Robbe pivoted toward Lucas, who mirrored his move, seemingly anticipating his question. 

“What did you tell him?” Robbe asked. 

“Just that you were upset at breakfast,” Lucas said, holding his skateboard in one hand. “I figured that you would want to be the one to tell him.”

Robbe nodded. “Yeah, thank you.”

Lucas grinned slightly, turning to receive Jens’s brief and fleeting welcoming kiss. Once the couple pulled away, a silent conversation exchanged between them, Lucas smiled over at Robbe before leaving the pair alone. Lucas tossed his board to Moyo before lifting himself onto the ramp. He plopped down in Jens’s vacant seat and immediately joined in on the conversation.

Robbe turned back to Jens, who was simply staring at him. His arms were crossed over his chest and there was a knowing look in his eyes. “Is there anything you want to tell me?” 

“Why would you think that?” Robbe asked.

Jens gave him a look that practically screamed ‘Are you serious?’ ���Robbe, you’re at the skate park at 14:00 when you are normally streaming right now,” Jens said, raising an eyebrow. “Add in the fact that Luc said you were upset yesterday at breakfast and you have a simple case of ‘something’s wrong.’” 

“Are you going to be a doctor now?” Robbe asked. 

“No, but I am your best friend,” Jens said, serious and sullen. “I can still tell when something’s wrong with you, Robbe. Especially since you look so different than the last time I saw you.” At the mention of his name, Robbe sighed heavily and Jens noticed it immediately. His eyebrows furrowed together as he asked, “Did something happen?”

“Yeah,” Robbe said, swallowing the knot in his throat. “When I showed up at the tattoo parlor on Friday, Sander acted really cold toward me. It was like he didn’t want me around anymore. When I asked if we could hang out after his shift, he blew me off.” Robbe sighed, reaching up to run a hand through his hair. “After I left, Britt ran after me and wanted to meet up to talk…” 

“Britt? As in my ex-girlfriend, Britt?” Jens asked, raising an eyebrow. His tone quickly turned angry. “And what did she have to say?”

“She just wanted to talk about Sander,” Robbe said, letting out a breath. “About how he had told her about me and about how I was the ‘one,’ but that something happened and I didn’t do anything.” Jens’s angry look quickly shifted to a softer one as Robbe sighed. “But I don’t know if she was just saying what she said to make me feel better or what. I texted Sander to let him know that I wanted to be with him. But he didn’t respond.”

Jens nodded. “Do you think he’s going to?”

“I don’t know,” Robbe said. “But I don’t want to talk about it right now, Jens.” His best friend raised an eyebrow. “I just want to hang out with my friends and put it out of my brain, at least for right now. I need to stream in a few hours and I can’t right now because I just feel so…” 

“Okay,” Jens said. Robbe moved to step around him and move in the direction of their friends. At the last second, Jens stepped in front of him, holding a finger to his face. “But you have to promise me that you’ll come to me when you’re ready to talk about it, okay?”

Looking up at Jens, Robbe nodded. “I promise. I’ll come talk to you about it, just not today, okay?” 

With a final nod, Jens stepped out of his way. With one final movement, he reached up, taking Robbe’s backpack off his shoulders. Without even glancing, Jens tossed it to the pile of backpacks located at the base of the tree, which held Jens and Moyo’s. Then, Jens pushed Robbe toward their friends. “Come on, Aaron,” Jens said, interrupting their conversation without a care. “I hope you’ve been practicing because Robbe still hasn’t seen this magnificent trick of yours.” 

Aaron glanced up, reaching for his skateboard. “You haven’t?”

“I have not.” 

“You can do this, Aaron,” Lucas said, fist pumping. 

“Aaron, Aaron!” 

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Maandag 17:42

After sweating for over an hour, with Robbe stumbling off his skateboard at least twice (to the amusement of his friends), Jens stepped up and announced to the entire skate park that he wanted fries. As each of their stomachs collectively growled, they collected their bags from the shadow of the tree before leaving the park. At the nearest of Jens’s favorite restaurants, they got two massive plates of fries and placed them between them. 

As they chowed down on their fries, they decided to play a game of “This Or That,” going around the table with each question. At first, the questions were simple and relatively easy to answer. There would be questions about their taste in beverages or, as Moyo said, “beer or coffee.” But as the quantity of fries on their plates started to diminish, Aaron asked Robbe to choose between his stream and skating—and Robbe flipped him off, unable to answer the question correctly. Moyo was asked to choose between his dancing and gaming—he chose the former. Aaron was asked to choose between Amber and the Broerrrs; he looked on the verge of melting into a puddle. 

Once the plates were empty and the final question landed on the chilled-out Jens, Moyo said smugly, “Wait, I have the perfect question for Jens!” Jens raised an eyebrow and Lucas chuckled to his right. “Fries or Lucas?”

“Lucas,” Jens said without hesitation. He shrugged as though it wasn’t akin to a marriage proposal. “But fries would be a very, very close second.” 

“Aww, babe!” Lucas cooed. 

Jens rolled his eyes dramatically and said, “Never mind, fries win, hands-down, no competition.” He was joking and all of his friends knew it. But no one knew it better than Lucas, who nuzzled against Jens’s neck like a cat, and Jens let him without a fuss. 

Once the plates of fries were wiped clean, Robbe announced that he needed to get back to the flatshare to stream. The last few hours with his friends had been relaxing to say the least and he was eager to get home to shower. As soon as the words had left his mouth, his friends—mostly Moyo—begged to have them on stream again because it had been so long since they had all been together. 

But today was the first time in a while where all of the Broerrrs were all free. And Robbe couldn’t pass that up. Robbe told them to connect with him through Discord a few minutes before 18:00 so he could check the sound before he started the stream. Once they had all agreed, they all headed home except for Lucas, who went home with Jens. After leaving the restaurant and his friends, Robbe raced back to the flatshare, hoping to get home before Zoë so he could claim the shower. 

Thankfully, she wasn’t home quite yet. 

Once Robbe locked the front door, he made his way into his bedroom. He tossed his skateboard onto his bed and his backpack on the foot of the bed. Once he grabbed his towel from the back of his door, he moved in the direction of the bathroom, already anticipating his steamy shower. After a long shower, Robbe returned to his bedroom, relaxed and refreshed. Robbe dried off quickly and slipped into his favorite streaming clothes before sitting down to set up.

As Robbe finalized the set up, he heard the front door swing open. Robbe could hear Zoë’s heavy sigh—a telltale sign of a long and stressful day—and heard her moving around in the hallway. For a second, she stopped outside Robbe’s door before she poked her head inside his open door. She held a folded paper in her fingers. “Robbe, is this yours?”

“Huh?” Robbe asked. “I don’t know what that is.”

“Oh,” Zoë said, stepping inside his bedroom. Robbe could see the exhaustion on her face as she moved to him. Once she handed him the paper, she undid the black apron from around her waist. “It was on the floor in the hallway. You were the only one home so I figured it was yours and had fallen out of your—” Before she could continue, Zoë yawned loudly as she stretched. 

Robbe shrugged, opening up the piece of paper, and his mouth went dry.

It was him. Well, sort of. Robbe recognized that it was supposed to be him on the paper, but the cartoon-figure in front of him was hardly an accurate representation. His hair curled at the ends and his freckles were the same. In the drawing, he was wearing a normal coat over a t-shirt with a poke ball symbol on it and a pair of denim jeans. He wore a beanie with a similar design to his shirt and had a belt with actual poke balls on his waist. 

Directly behind the boy, there was a large bird with armored wings and Robbe recognized the figure immediately from Sander’s drawings—Corviknight. The armored bird towered over Robbe with its wings folded in. The large bird glared menacingly off to the side, but his character didn’t seem to be afraid of it. In fact, he seemed to trust it.  

Located below the drawing, there was a sentence written in neat handwriting, which Robbe recognized immediately, letters curling together smoothly, saying: “Stronger than steel; Pokémon Trainer Robbe IJzermans and his trusty Corviknight.” 

Sander.

While he had only seen a handful of his cartoon humans, Robbe was still able to determine that it was Sander’s work. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind. Plus, Sander was the only one who knew about Robbe wanting a Corviknight, how he had giggled the second that Robbe had run into it in the game. But if he had any doubts, the handwriting beneath it would’ve sealed the identity of the artist. Robbe recognized Sander’s elegant handwriting from some of the sketches in his room. 

Zoë stopped stretching. “Is it yours?”

Robbe swallowed. “Yeah, it’s mine. Thank you for finding it.”

“You’re welcome,” Zoë said, moving to leave. “After my shower, I’m going to make dinner. Do you want me to bring you some food?” Robbe shook his head, thanking her. Once Zoë left his room and shut the door behind him, Robbe glanced down at the picture in his hands. He ran his thumb over the picture, brushing over the Corviknight. Letting out a sigh, Robbe placed the drawing against one of his picture frames before turning back to his computer.  

For a split second, Robbe wondered if Sander would be watching the stream, but he quickly put the thought from his mind. 

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Maandag 21:22

Robbe: Hey, I found your drawing. I really love it. Can we talk? I can come by your apartment if you want.

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Jij Verliest - Chapter Four: Clip 1

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Zaterdag 9:31

Robbe was used to waking up alone.

It had become something he was well-accustomed to. He missed the feeling of waking up with two arms around his waist and of holding someone to his chest. He was used to groggily waking up, slowly and surely becoming aware of his surroundings, turning over and stretching with eyes shut, the silent reprieve and internal pleading of ‘five more minutes’ of sleep that would certainly turn into two more hours. Some mornings, he woke up without a fuss, immediate and alert. Other mornings, he never slept.

However, this morning, he woke up slowly like the drowsiness was slowly and ineffectively wrung out of his body. His dream—whatever it might have been—vanished from his mind like smoke in the air. Robbe stretched against the silkiness of the sheets and the plushness of the mattress before whatever fight to get up and start the day vanished like a light and he collapsed against it again. There was something in his arms, soft and full, but Robbe’s tired brain knew right away that it was one of his pillows that he had grabbed overnight. Turning over, he pulled the sheets higher on his shoulders and snuggled into a pillow that smelled like Sander’s cologne.

Sander. 

Wait. What was Sander’s cologne doing in his bedroom?

Even as sleep sang its gentle siren song, trying to will him back to sleep, Robbe forced his eyes open. 

Immediately, Robbe spotted the navy blue sheets that were twisted around his legs and his waist, keeping him warm and comfortable. Next, he found the nightstand next to his bed with his phone and his watch sitting on the corner. When he checked, he saw the number of notifications, but his brain was still taking in the sights around him. Lastly, Robbe spotted the black joggers and the black t-shirt with a white building that he was wearing. Both articles of clothing weren’t his own. 

And, like that, his brain woke up with a snap and his memories of last night returned to him in full force. 

He remembered finding Sander looking up at the stars behind the warehouses—spotting the ocean mural hidden in the shadows, the ocean mural that Sander had created, the one that Sander was nervous to show him. He remembered the kiss that melted his thoughts, curled his toes, and surged new life through his body. He remembered how they kissed against the wall until their lips were red and bruised and the rain started falling. He remembered how they fled for shelter, giggling and laughing and unable to stop touching each other on the bike ride to Sander’s apartment, which was closest to the warehouses. 

Despite the gentle rain, they had somehow ended up soaked by the time they reached the fancy apartment complex. As soon as they arrived, Sander had wasted no time in hunting down clothes for Robbe to wear. Once all of their soaked clothes had been thrown into the dryer, Sander was dragging him into a bedroom. It was dark and Robbe wasn’t focused on the details of the room as they laid on Sander’s bed. 

As they waited for their clothes to dry, facing each other with their hands intertwined, Sander told him about how his mother used to make croques on weekend mornings. While Sander traced featherlight patterns on the back of his hand, Robbe told him about how his mama created an annual Valentine’s Day movie marathon because she didn’t like celebrating it anymore. Sander learned that his mother was incredibly partial to discovering all of the ways to make vegetarian dishes for Zoë. Robbe found out that Sander’s mother loved sunflowers more than anything. 

While the dryer had continued and their yawns increased, the two of them had traded stories, whispers, and kisses. He wondered which one of them would fall asleep first or if they would both be up all night, unable to stop talking to one another. Of the two of them, Robbe had been the first one to be lulled to sleep while Sander traced the outline of his face with his ringed finger.

Sitting up, Robbe glanced around the room, taking it all in now that he wasn’t focused on Sander. 

The bedroom was larger than Robbe’s bedroom. The bed itself was at least a queen-size and there seemed to be more room than his room at the flatshare. Overall, the bedroom seemed immaculate. There was hardly any laundry on the floor or trash on the nightstand. Across from the bed, there was a large wooden dresser with a record player resting next to a Bluetooth speaker and a television mounted on the wall. There was a large, spacious window on the other side of the room, but it was covered by gray curtains to protect the room from the morning sun. 

Beneath the window, there was an artist’s table that was the messiest place in the room. There were three mason jars filled with a variety of paintbrushes, bristles up, and a sketch pad with an empty page resting on top. Beside it, there was a bookshelf filled with art supplies and what looked to be different kinds of paints, sketchbooks, and canvases. On the other side of the desk, there was an easel standing on a tarp with paint splattered across the wood and a leather jacket hanging off the back. 

But the walls quickly drew Robbe’s attention. The walls themselves were painted with a light cream color. There were a handful of David Bowie posters hung on them. But the rest was covered by what Robbe assumed to be Sander’s creations. Everywhere Robbe looked, there was something new to look at and absorb—sketches, paintings, photos—all hung up by a thumbtack or a string of tape.

Robbe tossed the sheets aside and climbed to his feet. He moved around the room, looking over each of the sketches and photos in turn. Near the nightstand, he found a photo of Senne with Sander and Amber at Christmas time. There was a sketch of a park and another of the night sky. Robbe found half a dozen professional-looking photos from around Antwerp stuck on the walls. There was a photo where Noor was used as a model, one with Senne, and another with both of them. Hidden amongst them all, he had even spotted one or two sketches of him.

In the midst of the realistic sketches of friends and people he didn’t know, Robbe also found a handful that looked like creatures from a cartoon. Some of them were paired with a similar-looking figure that looked like a video game character. Near the desk, he spotted a great bird on one of the sketches. It was standing with its wings folded beside him. But his dark feathers looked sharper than normal. It looked like it was wrapped in armor. 

Curious, Robbe grabbed his phone from the nightstand and typed “armored bird” in the search engine. Even as his phone pinged with notifications, he ignored them all. Flipping over to the images, Robbe scrolled past the Assassin’s Creed and photos that initially popped up. Thankfully, he didn’t need to scroll something before he found a photo with the creature that he was looking for. The photo didn’t seem to have been drawn by Sander, but Robbe could tell that it was the same creature: Corviknight. 

As Robbe moved to search for the word, the bedroom door opened behind him. There was a gentle patter of footsteps before two arms circled around his waist and pulled Robbe back against him. Sander placed a kiss against his clothed shoulder. “I thought I heard you shuffling around in here.” Robbe leaned over to press a kiss against his temple before returning to his abandoned search. “What are you doing?”

“I’m trying to figure out what this is,” Robbe said, pointing at the sketch with the bird—Corviknight. 

“It’s a Pokémon called Corviknight,” Sander said matter-of-factly. “It’s one of the Pokémon from the newest generation of their games.” Robbe bit down at his lip, staring at the sketch in question. Sander shifted against him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and placing a kiss against his cheek. “Have you never played Pokémon, Robbe?” 

“I have played,” Robbe said. “Just not recently. I played back in primary school. But I haven’t played it in years.” Sander nodded, snuggling closer into the crook of his neck. Robbe glanced at him, curious, and asked, “Do you play it?”

“Yeah, I’ve always gotten the games as soon as they were released,” Sander said, his breath brushing across the skin of his neck. Sander smiled, a small sad smile that Robbe felt against his shoulder. “After school, my little sister and I would play it all the time. She loved to play pretend and be a Pokémon trainer with all the cutest Pokémon.” 

Robbe nodded, reaching up to run a hand through his hair. “Will you teach me how to play?” 

Sander glanced at him, his green eyes wide in confusion. But soon, the corners of his lips tugged up in corners in a bright, dazzling smile. “Really? You want to learn how to play?” 

Robbe nodded. 

Sander’s smile brightened further before he ducked down to press their lips together. Sander’s hands cradled his jaw and Robbe turned so he could wrap his arms around his neck. This kiss was more like the ones once they had reached the apartment, laying together in the bed and exchanging stories. It was sweet, simple, and overwhelmingly chaste, but Robbe didn’t mind at all. He loved the sweet, chaste kisses as much as he loved the passionate ones that ended up with him out of breath and pinned against a wall. 

Almost too soon, Sander pulled away, looking down at him over the tip of his nose as his lips curled into a bright smirk. “Later,” he said. “Right now, we’re going to have breakfast and then we’re going to lay in bed all day.”

“I can’t do all day,” Robbe said shyly. While the thought of laying in bed with Sander all day and night sounded amazing, Robbe knew that he promised a stream for this afternoon. He could always cancel the stream or move it tomorrow, but he had moved enough streams. Plus, he was supposed to be studying with Yasmina at the library for their remaining exams. “But I can lay in bed all morning and afternoon until 14:00. If that’s alright with you.”

“14:00,” Sander mumbled, his breath ghosting against his face. There was a part of Robbe that wondered if Sander was going to ask what plans he had. But Sander simply smiled down at him and said, “Laying in bed until any time is alright with me, Robin. I’m sure that you have to study your beautiful brain out for your remaining tests.” 

Robbe flushed at the compliment, thankful that Sander didn’t ask.

Sander seized Robbe’s face rather abruptly. He placed a peck against Robbe’s lips, fleeting and quick. Then, he repeated the motion before moving on to his jaw, his cheekbones, his eyebrows, and all over his face until Robbe was left squirming under his lips. Then, Sander returned to his original destination, giving him a long kiss that made Robbe’s knees melt, before he pulled Robbe off his feet—literally. As Robbe latched onto his waist and shoulders like a vice grip, Sander was moving out of the room, taking Robbe with him. “Come on, I made pancakes.”

Robbe leaned back and beamed down at him. “You left me alone in bed to make pancakes?”

“Yes,” Sander said, sounding almost sheepish as he grinned. “I didn’t want you to wake up with an empty stomach and no food to eat!” Robbe smiled, leaning down to kiss Sander. He paused in the middle of the hallway, putting all of his focus on kissing Robbe back. Then, as soon as the kiss broke and Robbe hovered over his lips, Sander was moving again, holding Robbe a little higher on his waist, and walking like he never stopped. “It’s not very nice to not have food for such a treasured guest.”