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ishibishie · 5 months
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happy national holiday to oras being 9 years old, all my bones turned into dust typing that
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duskspring · 5 months
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Gifts - Dew/Everyone
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Domestic December - Day 10
Summary: Dew gets the pack gifts for the season
Content (do let me know if I forgot anything!): Slightly anxious Dew, fluff, some quick kisses, talk of gender exploration and euphoria in relation to Rain
Word count: ~3.5k
A/N: Some parts of this fic are inspired by some headcanons I've posted before [My Main Masterlist]
The night was loud and unholy. The entire ghoul pack had gathered in their common room, celebrating the end of year festivities. Movies had been watched, board games played and so, so much alcohol consumed. It had, by all accounts, been a great night. But not for Dewdrop.
Yes, he’d been having a lot of fun, but there was a part of him distracted. He’d had an edge of anxiety all night, waiting for the right moment to resolve it. He knew he couldn’t wait much longer, since the night was starting to reach its natural conclusion in those wee hours of the morning.
He sat on a chair on the side of the room, leg bouncing. Two strong arms suddenly came down to lean on his shoulders from behind. He’d recognize those arms anywhere.
“What’s the matter, Droplet?” Swiss asked, “You’ve been a nervous wreck all night.” 
“I’m not.” Dew argued unconvinsingly, before sighing. He knew he needed to just get it over with.
He stood up without another word, moving to his room. Swiss immediately followed him in concern.
“Hey, I’m sorry, man. I didn’t mean-”
“Nothing’s wrong, Swiss. I just need to grab something,” He stopped his stride, turning to Swiss with an almost pleading look in his eyes, “Please just wait here for a second.”
The multi ghoul was confused, but didn’t want to overstep. He subtly nodded a few times, “Alright.” He took a step backwards, his eyes staying on Dew, before turning back to the rest of the pack.
On shaky legs, Dew quickly made his way to his room. He had two plastic shopping bags waiting there for him, as well as a little separate package on his desk and another item off to the side for later. He put the separate one in his pocket before picking up the bags and marching back. He couldn’t stop now. If he just kept walking and got this over with, it'd be done. It wasn’t a big deal. Worst case scenario, the thought was still there, right?
“Ooh, whatcha got there?” Aurora asked the second he walked in. All eyes turned to him and he froze.
Just get it over with.
“Find out for yourself.” He said dismissively, putting the bags down and plopping himself down on the couch.
Aurora immediately crawled towards the bags. Half of the pack came a little closer as well, while the other half sat back, though still curious and anticipating.
Aurora dug through the first bag, grabbing the first thing she could get her claws on. She examined the wrapped package, soon spotting the name ‘Mountain’ written in Dew’s messy handwriting.
“Mounty, it’s for you.” She announced, throwing it over her shoulder without looking away from the bag.
Cirrus luckily caught it, passing it to Mountain. He looked at Dew in pleasant surprise, looking at the little flat square in his palm. The wrapping was messy, even on such a small present.
“Can I open it?” He asked dew.
“It’s your life. Do what you want.” The fire ghoul’s anxiety was getting worse, making him act dismissive as if it would distance him from the gifts.
He delicately unwrapped the package, without tearing the dotted paper. The first thing he was met with was an empty rectangle of cardboard. He turned it around, causing dew, who was paying very close attention, to bring his legs up against his chest.
Mountain looked over the cardboard a second, then third time, wanting to make sure he was reading it all correctly. There was a bit of text on there, next to a shitty doodle of a flower and what he could only assume was supposed to be Dew, all made with black permanent marker. The words were hard to make out.
“Exchangeable for one… at- attemoon?”
“For one afternoon of help in the garden.” Dew quickly mumbled in explanation.
Mountain looked up in surprise, “You hate the garden.” He noted.
“Well, if you don’t like it you could just say so!” The fire ghoul said defensively, his anxiety reaching its peak.
Mountain’s expression softened, “Dew… Thank you.” He got up, awkwardly bending over to wrap his arms around his packmate.
Dew was shaking like crazy, ready to cry at the positive reaction.
Meanwhile, Aurora had thrown a few more packages over her shoulder. Rain, Aether and Cirrus all got theirs. The little multi ghoulette huffed as she reached the bottom of the first bag, quickly moving onto the next. After throwing something to Phantom, she finally reached her own. She squealed in excitement, forgetting the few people that still hadn’t gotten their own and immediately violently unwrapping hers.
She found herself holding a small ziplock baggie. She saw Sunshine’s face, photoshopped onto a sun through it, quickly opening it up to investigate. It quickly became obvious that she was holding a little pile of different kinds of stickers. Apart from the Sunshine one, there were stickers based on everyone in the pack, all shitilly photoshopped in some relation from their element or name. There were stickers further referencing inside jokes, as well as some logos from Aurora’s favorite bands.
“Dewy, these are awesome!” She giggled, happily shaking her hands.
Cumulus came closer to her to look at the stickers, giggling at them herself, “Did you make these yourself?” She asked him.
Mountain pulled away so Dew could answer. He did so with a nod, “Aurora likes stickers. Easy.” Coming up with and putting together all the designs had actually been a nightmare, but he would never admit to that. He had zero regret, seeing Aurora’s reaction.
Based on the ghoulette’s excitement, everyone quickly dug into their own gifts. Cumulus handed out the few that hadn’t reached their reciprocate yet, including her own.
Phantom’s gift has a funny texture, only upping his curiosity. He rushed to unpack his, gasping and stuttering in excitement when he saw what it was. He could barely hold on to it with how much his hands shook.
“Whatcha got there, buddy?” Swiss asked, smiling at Phantom’s excitement.
Dew let out a sigh of relief. He’d been perhaps most nervous about Phantom’s gift, thinking it wasn’t good enough. Too lame or cheap, not personal enough. Seeing the quintessence ghoul’s eyes light up forced every last bit of anxiety to leave him.
The gift had indeed been simple, a little bat shaped fidget toy. You could spin its head around in circles, pull its wings back and forth and squish its little feet. Phantom immediately went to town on it, unresponsive to most outside stimuli.
Cumulus went next. Unwrapping her gift gracefully, much like Mountain had done. Her heart swelled as her hands grasped a book. Not just any book, but a photo album.
“Dew…” She said his name in adoration, flipping through the pages. Most pictures had been made by her. They were all labelled with a date and the place or situation in which they were taken. It was separated into three chapters: tour, home and Cumulus. The first chapter included photos from the stage, backstage and the tourbus. The second showed all the various shenanigans the pack experienced at the abbey. But it was the third that was most meaningful to Cumulus. She didn’t have a lot of pictures of herself, always being the one to take them of others. But Dew had somehow gathered just about every good picture ever taken of her, even some she had never seen before.
Cumulus quickly pushed the book into Cirrus’s hands, afraid she’d cry all over it. She sniffled, still seated on the ground. She made grabby hands to Dew, beckoning him over into her arms. The two entered a crushing hug while the book was passed around to everyone in the room, laughing and reminiscing.
“You fuckhead, really?!” Sunshine yelled in good spirit at Dew, holding up the book on a page containing a very unflattering picture of her napping on the tour bus. Drool leaked out the corner of her mouth, Swiss and Phantom posing next to her, pointing at the lewd drawings they’d made on her cheeks.
“It’s a good picture.” Dew argued with a smile, earning him a pillow to the face.
Sunshine rushed over in his disorientation, straddling his chest and miming punching him in the face a few times. They both laughed, Sunshine getting off of him again.
“Didn’t even get me a gift.” She mumbled, although her smile faltered a little. She’d been one of only two who didn’t have a gift in the bag. She was confused and hurt, but didn’t want to make a scene and risk ruining it for everyone else.
Dew looked at her face, silently reaching into his pocket and sliding her the little gift he’d kept separately in his pocket with a wink.
Sunshine immediately thought she knew what it might be, covering the package with her hand so no one could see. When everyone seemed distracted, she moved her legs up and unwrapped the gift behind them without looking down. She examined it with her hands, having a hard time not reacting. Quickly she let her eyes drift down, nearly screaming when she saw the lighter in her hands.
All the lighters she used to own had been confiscated for… reasons. And she technically wasn’t allowed to get any new ones.
She turned to Dew with a devious smirk, making him regret the gift almost instantly. But when she shuffled over and put her arm around his shoulders and rested her head against it, he knew it’d been a good call. He felt a lot calmer already, excited to witness the rest unpacking.
Cirrus went next. She tried opening it carefully, before just tearing it apart when it was taking too long. Her gift was one of the few in a proper cardboard box, also being the biggest. It carried the name of a clothing brand she was vaguely aware of.
She looked at Dew with squinted eyes. Curious, suspicious.
She opened it up to indeed be met with a sleek deep blue fabric. She picked and held it up, realizing there was another part of the same color in the box as well.
No way.
“Dew.” She stressed his name, putting her arms down again.
“Yes, dear?” He asked with a grin.
“Dew.” She looked again. It was unmistakable. He’d gotten her a suit. A full, fancy, proper suit, “I complained about not having a suit last week, how did you-”
“Guess I just know you really well.” His dismissive attitude came back with a shrug, not mentioning the fact that he’d run around town in a blind panic trying to get it on time during the busy season.
“I…” She struggled to find the words to express her gratitude.
“Well, don’t just stand there. Put it on!” Sunshine hyped her up.
Cirrus’ eyes lit up, throwing the jacket back down in the box and rushing out the room with it all.
“Alright, alright, now I’m done waiting,” Swiss said, looking straight at Dew, “I assume you haven’t forgotten about me.” There hadn’t been a gift for him in the bags either, but he knew better than to assume Dew didn’t get him anything.
The fire ghoul nodded, “One second.” And left the room.
His feet produced quick taps through the hallway, even though he was wearing socks. He hadn’t been able to bring Swiss’ gift in earlier, since it couldn’t really be wrapped.
“Dewdrop,” Right as he was about to pick it up, Cirrus’ voice came from behind him. He turned to the doorway, greeted by the sight of Cirrus in her brand new, impeccably sharp suit.
“I’m so glad it fits.” Was the first thing he said.
The ghoulette took quick strides towards him, hugging his head into her chest. She could be quite reserved sometimes, so she was glad to have caught Dew on his own.
“It looks great. Thank you so much. I love it.” Her voice shook a little with the sincerity it carried.
Dew stood semi awkwardly when she pulled back, “Phew,” He said stoically, though he did mean it and she knew that, “Guess you should show it to the rest then. I’ll be right behind.”
Cirrus nodded enthusiastically, skipping her way back to the rest of the pack.
Dew let out another relieved breath when she was out of sight. He really didn’t know why he'd been so scared to begin with. He knew his packmates well.
He could hear the excited oh’s and ah’s from the common room and knew he shouldn’t keep Swiss waiting too much longer. He waited another half a minute so Cirrus could have her moment, before picking up the gift and making his own way back.
“You did not!” Since Swiss’ gift wasn’t wrapped he could see clear as day what it was right off the bat.
“Maybe I did. Why don’t you have some fun with it?” Dew teased, holding out a very distinct guitar. At least it was distinct to Swiss.
He would recognize that damn thing anywhere. It was the first guitar he’d ever learned to play on, never allowed to take it on tour. When he returned from his first set of shows he was told he wouldn’t need the old model anymore, since it was best for him to get used to what he always used on stage. He’d never seen it again after that and a sentimental part of him had always missed it. But it was undeniable. This was the exact guitar.
The multi ghoul had never stood up so fast, making his way to Dew and practically yanking the instrument from his hands.
He inspected it, as if there was any doubt it was the right one.
“Hey, I know that! I learned to play with that thing.” Phantom mentioned.
“And it’s good that you did,” Dew interjected, “cause that’s how I figured out where they stored it. Don’t tell anyone.” The last sentence was said very quickly, giving Swiss a serious look that revealed that Dew did, in fact, steal the guitar.
Swiss looked at him with the same adoration he’d been shown earlier, but even more intense, “I cannot thank you enough.” The multi ghoul’s voice was low, soft. He’d never meant something this much in this life.
It almost caught Dew off guard, only able to nod and smile in response.
While Swiss excitedly moved to play a song, Aether had made his way to Dew’s side and led him back to one of the couches with a hand on his shoulder. Their legs touched when they sat down, making Dew move his head to Aether’s shoulder like Sunshine had done with him before.
“Should I be scared?” The quintessence ghoul asked half-jokingly, holding up the little box his gift resided in.
Dew shrugged, “Depends.”
“Depends on what?”
“Do you trust me?” Aether exhaled a laugh. Dew knew damn well he trusted him, he just wanted to hear him say it. He played this game a lot.
“Well, alright, alright. I trust you. Let’s see.” He removed the wrapping paper, not afraid to tear it but also not doing so in an aggressive manner.
He thought his eyes would bulge out of his skull with how wide they opened. Whatever he’d been expecting was nothing like this.
The little black ring box felt smooth in his hands, “I didn’t know you were so into human customs.” Aether smirked at Dew. The fire ghoul looked a little confused, until his friend clarified, “Are you asking me to marry you?” He already knew the answer was no, but it was fun to tease.
Dew scoffed, but couldn’t hide his smile, “You wish.”
Aether finally opened the box. The ring was a silver band, with dark purple waves decorating it all around.
“Saw it at a store, back in Cincinnati. It reminded me of quintessence, so I thought-”
The fire ghoul was cut off with a quick kiss on his lips. Aether’s face was so full of adoration, it made them both feel crazy.
“Four months,” Aether realized, “You’ve been sitting on this, and managed to keep it a secret, for four months.”
“I take it you like it.” Dew looked away from Aether’s face for a moment, a little bit of insecurity still lingering.
Aether forced him to look back with a hand on his chin, “It is perfect,” He kissed him again, “I just wish I got you something in return.”
“Please, don’t worry about it.” He nearly begged. Giving gifts had already been a struggle, let alone receiving them.
Aether dropped down, his head resting in Dew’s lap. He smiled up at him, fitting the ring onto his finger.
That left only one. Rain had waited with his gift, wanting to properly see everyone else’s reaction before getting caught up himself.
His was only a little smaller than Cirrus’ had been. He didn’t want to expect anything, afraid of being disappointed if he did. But he had a hunch. He tried not to focus on it, yet he couldn’t help a part of him hoping he was correct.
“Open it up already, I’m tired!” Aurora encouraged him, getting a poke in the ribs from Cirrus.
Rain took a breath, telling himself he'd be thankful either way. Because he would be. His heart swelled at the events of the evening, how much thought Dew had put into each and every single gift, finding things he knew everyone would like. And Dew knew him very well, right? Yes, he did, but Rain still scolded himself for his hope and expectation.
A strip of the wrapping paper tore away slowly, revealing the cardboard box underneath. Rain let out a shaky breath, forcing the rest of it out of the way.
Swiss jokingly started drum rolling with his hands on his legs, the rest of the room slowly joining in. It only made Rain take more time. He felt exposed with all eyes on him. What if he had an unfavorable reaction?
There truly only was one way to find out. He opened the box. His tense muscles relaxed in an instant. He knew exactly what it was. And god dammit he had guessed correctly.
Dew had not been anxious in the slightest about Rain’s gift, already knowing he’d love it. Although he hadn’t counted on Rain doubling over his gift, tears streaming down his face with a quiet sob.
The rest of the room couldn’t see the gift, some stares and raised eyebrows making their way towards Dew. But his face was confident, a small smile reassuring everyone that Rain’s reaction must be of joy.
The fire ghoul got up, knowing Rain would want to hug or kiss or fuck him on the spot. The second his ass touched the couch, Rain clung onto him, his cries somehow managing to sound overjoyed indeed.
The gift may not have seemed like a lot to most people. It was a blue ankle length dress with glitters on the top part and flowers embroidered on the skirt.
But it meant the world to Rain. He’d been wearing skirts more often, mostly in the privacy of his own room. It wasn’t that he feared judgement, he knew the other ghouls, as well as the siblings, would never look at him differently for it. But he just wanted to explore and experiment a bit at his own pace. Dew was the only person he’d discussed this with in detail, having shown him this exact dress. He’d been wanting to get it really bad for a while but always felt like something was holding him back.
Not anymore.
“No pressure,” Dew whispered into Rain’s hair, “but I’d love to see you in it some time.”
The water ghoul looked up, quickly wiping the tears off his face. He smiled, hurriedly getting up and running out with the box like Cirrus had done before.
“What was it? What was it?” Phantom quickly asked.
“Give him just a minute and you’ll see.” Dew responded.
Indeed a minute later, Rain shyly stepped back into the room. There was definite excitement for everyone, some showing it more strongly than others.
“Give us a twirl!” Cumulus encouraged, causing Rain to do just that.
He felt majestic in it. A fairytale princess come to life straight out of a storybook. It was euphoric, “How did you know my size?” He asked Dew.
“I don’t know if you realize, but I’m pretty familiar with your body.” He explained.
Rain smiled wider, walking up to Dew and picking him up right off of the couch. He twirled around again, with him in his arms this time.
“Thank you so much. This really means the world.”
“Everyone say ‘thank you, Dew’.” Aether said.
A big chorus of thank you’s sounded through the common room. Phantom came up to Dew, still suspended in Rain’s arms, and joined their hug. Soon enough it was a group hug with the whole pack.
Dew had already stopped worrying, but the reinforcement of everyone’s gratitude made him feel even sillier for ever worrying in the first place. He loved his fellow ghouls and they clearly loved him back.
[My Main Masterlist | Domestic December Masterlist]
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lostjulys · 2 years
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holy shit look at these clouds
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lichfucker · 3 years
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[image description: a two-panel comic of two dnd characters drawn in a thick-lined, cartoony style. the two characters are a pair of air genasi twins, depicted as young children. both twins have pale white skin, poofy cloudlike hair, and bright blue eyes.
first is Cirrus, wearing a blue dress with puffy sleeves and a massive pink and yellow polka-dot bow in her hair. she’s playing the flute with an intense look on her face, her eyes slightly crossed. behind her is a block of text showing her thoughts. it’s full of determined resolutions like “I’m gonna be the beset flautist in the world just you wait and see,” “I’m gonna be so famous and impressive,” “people will fawn at my feet,” “I’m so good and talented,” etc. most of the text is covered by her head.
second is Brontide, wearing blue overalls, a pink and yellow polka-dot shirt that matches Cirrus’ bow, and a blue and white propeller cap. he’s playing the bagpipes with a blank look on his face, his eyes going in two different directions like a goldfish. behind him is just “BWAAAA” in giant letters, describing the sound of the bagpipes. end id]
there are two types of bard
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amandawebkinz · 6 years
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Written List Of My Pets
Updated 7/12/19
Sapphire Pegasus - Athena - Girl
Sapphire Pegasus - Annabelle - Girl
Sapphire Pegasus - Ares - Boy
Sapphire Pegasus - Cassiopeia - Girl
Sapphire Pegasus - Estella - Girl
Sapphire Pegasus - Sappho - Boy
Holstein Cow - Daffodil - Girl
Pitbull Puppy - Lucy - Girl
Harmony Puppy - Treble - Girl
Pink Punch Cheeky Dog - Amaranth - Girl
Midnight Owl - Apollo - Boy
Arctic Fox -  Avalanche - Girl
Signature Arctic Hair - Blizzard - Girl
Peace Out Puppy - Clarity - Girl
Calico Cat - Dawn - Girl
French Bulldog - Finn - Boy
Fresco Hamster - Fresco - Girl
Moose - Ghirardelli - Boy
Night Mare - Guy Fieri - Boy
Sweetheart Pup - Jujube - Girl
Peppermint Puppy - Juniper - Girl
Budgie - Kiwi - Girl
Tiger Lily Kitten - Lizzie - Girl
Purple Persian Kitten - Majesty - Girl
Stormy Dragon - Nimbus - Boy
Texting Puppy - Nokia - Girl
White Lion - Orion - Boy
Pebble Giraffe - Peaches - Girl
White Tiger - Raya - Girl
Sterling Cheeky Cat - Shadow - Girl
Lil Kinz Tiger - Tony - Boy
Spooky Pup - Trixie - Girl
Dwarf Antelope - Annie - Girl
Blufadoodle - Blueberry - Girl
Signature Endangered Cougar - Canyon - Boy
Signature Endangered Cougar - Lyla - Girl
Sabertooth Tiger - Katana - Girl
Gold And White Cat - Maragold - Girl
Tie Dyed Pony - Alani - Girl
Domino Cat - Dottie - Girl
Ice Penguin - Neptune - Boy
Ginger Bunny - Nutmeg - Girl
Signature Miniature Dachshund - Oscar - Boy
Vampire Kitten - Morticia - Girl
Opossum - Ophelia - Girl
Bat - Oscar - Boy
Citrus Dragon - Sprite - Girl
Alpine St. Bernard - Thor - Boy
Petal Print Skunk - Destiny - Girl
Rockerz Leopard - Axl - Boy
Winged Tiger - Boeing - Boy
Pretty Kitty - Zima - Girl
Candy Leopard - Lolli - girl
Kiwi Bird - Mochi - Girl
Rose Lion - Blossom - Girl
Fox Kit - Rowan - Girl
Lil Pink Spring Kitten - Camilla - Girl
Fancy Flamingo - Kiki (aka Legs)  - Girl
Undercover Cat - Mulberry - Girl
Cardinal - Rhubarb - Girl
Ribbon Lion - Roary - Boy
Polka Dot And Striped Bobcat - Zoe - Girl
Jolly Holiday Puppy - Peppermint - Girl
Jolly Holiday Puppy - Rosie - Girl
Jolly Holiday Puppy - Cranberry - Boy
Jolly Holiday Puppy - Candycane - Girl
Scribbles Pup - Crayola - Girl
Pink Googles - Strawberry - Girl
Lynx - Alpine - Girl
Weimaraner - Buzz - Boy
Canary - Mango - Girl
Blossom Sea Turtle - Sunshine - Girl
Magical Retriever - Polaris - Girl
Mystical Panda - Pandora - Girl
Peace Puppy - Harmony - Girl
Cockapoo - Oatmeal - Girl
Splash Dragon - Marina - Girl
Husky Pup - Lexis - Girl
Cuddle Cat - Maisy - Girl
Signature Harp Seal - Approval - Boy
Signature Harp Seal - Arlo - Boy
Candy Pup - Joy - Girl
Snowflake Pup - Winter - Girl
Grey and White Cat - Eclipse
Signature Tuxedo Cat - Salem - Girl
White Mouse - Cheddar - Girl
Rainbow Rascal - Alani - Girl
Lil Purple Spring Kitten - Azalea - Girl
Clover Puppy - Meadow - Girl
Sunflower Lion - Dani - Girl
Lil Blue Spring Kitten - Tulip - Girl
Grape Soda Pup - Gloria - Girl
Lil Kinz Gold And White Cat - Poppy - Girl
Signature Portugese Water Dog - Toby - Boy
Patchwork Leopard - Purl - Girl
Rockerz Dog - Snoop - Boy
Panther - Cinder - Girl
Plum Porcupine - Fuchsia - Girl
White Swan - Serenity - Girl
Black Panther - Bagheera - Boy
Schnauzer - Chewbacca - Boy
10 Year Magic W Pup - Deka - Girl
Global Panda - Fern - Girl
Black Lab - Jasper - Boy
Cheeky Bunny - June - Girl
Enchanted Elephant - Paisley - Girl
Caterpillar - Squirmy - Boy
Holiday Kitten - Mocha - Girl
Grumpy Cat - Humbug - Girl
Cocker Spaniel - Terra - Girl
Narwhal - Spike - Boy
Cotton Candy Puppy - Janie - Girl
Robin - Tweety - Girl
Robin - Tiki - Girl
Signature Bengal Cat - Ava - Girl
Colorblock Kitty - Azura - Girl
Turtle - Bowser - Boy
Mowhawk Puppy - Indigo - Girl
Lil Kinz Black Bear - Kodak - Boy
Lioness - Nala - Girl
Lioness - Savannah - Girl  
Signature Grey Tabby - Kendra - Girl
Merry Go Round Pony - Fantasia - Girl
Signature Border Terrier - Ash - Girl
Wintermint Husky - Nova - Girl
Pink Pony - Carnation - Girl
Chipmunk - Cashew - Girl
Music N Dance Pup - Cora - Girl
Butterscotch Bunny - Latte - Girl
Reindeer - Brownie - Girl
Old English Sheepdog - Ivory - Girl
Zig Zag Zebra - Jazz - Girl
Snow Soft Kitty - Icelynn - Girl
Donkey Pinata - Mosaic - Boy
Donkey Pinata - Prisma - Girl
Pegasus - Melody - Girl
Fox - Ruby - Girl
Peppermint Panda - Candy - Girl
Fairykinz Tiger Cub - Willow - Girl
Emperor Dragon - Drekar - Boy
Shark - Steve - Boy
Baby Penguin - January - Girl
Toco Toucan - Kimba - Girl
Aloha Dolphin - Lola - Girl
Lovely Love Kitten - Maia - Girl
Oatmeal Pup - Mazie - Girl
Lovely Leopard - Melody - Girl
Penguin - Pingu - Boy
Signature Snow Leopard - Cypress - Boy
Signature Snow Leopard - Sierra - Girl
American German Shepherd - Dexter - Boy
Minty Moose - Monty - Boy
Ring Tailed Lemur - Zabu
Morkie Puppy - Pepper - Girl
Blonde Labrador - Meredith - Girl
Flutter Cow - Molly - Girl
Bubblegum Cheeky Cat - Pixi - Girl
Black Cocker Spaniel - Athena - Girl
Key Lime Dino - Yoshi - Boy
Black and White Cheeky Dog - Cookie - Girl
Pink Iced Penguin - Dahlia - Girl
Kangaroo - Sydney - Girl
Signature Lion - Kovu - Boy
Signature Ocelot - Izzy - Girl
Snowy Retriever Puppy - Misty - Girl
Signature Ragdoll Cat - Annalise - Girl
Signature Siamese Cat - Wonton - Boy
Love Lion - Valentino - boy
Husky - Alaska - Girl
Husky - Lightning - Girl
Gingerbread Puppy - Anisette - Girl
Polar Gummy - Harabo - Boy
Cheeky Monkey - Joey - Boy
Cotton Candy Bunny - June - Girl
Gobbler Turkey - Kaleidoscope - Boy
Spotted Spaniel - Lady - Girl
Floral Fox - Lavender - Girl
Black Friesian - Licorice - Girl
Black Friesian - Blackberry - Girl  
Hopping Bunny - Boingo - Boy
Pink Poodle - Charlotte - Girl
Ginger Cat - Cinnamon - Girl
Yorkie - Diamond - Girl
Frog - Everest - Boy
Frog - Ribbit - Boy
Brown Arabian - Ginger - Girl
Leopard Cub - Honey - Girl
Oriole - Iris - Girl
Panda - Jade - Girl
Panda - Mandy - Girl
Panda - Calypso - Girl
Himalayan Cat - Jasmine - Girl
Himalayan Cat - Sassafras - Girl
Icy Mist Leopard - Alice - Girl
Samoyed - Angel - Girl
Tigerlily Pup - Aurora - Girl
Duck - Billy - Boy
Duck - Daisy - Girl
Signature Sea Turtle - Blastoise - Boy
Blue Jay - Bluebell - Girl
Panda Cub - Luna - Girl
Blue Avenue Kitten - Marie - Girl
Strawberry Cloud Leopard - Mimi - Girl
Sweet Spice Cat - Paprika - Girl
Snow Lynx - Phoenix - Girl
Spotted Frog - Prince - Boy
Spotted Frog - Spearmint - Boy
Spotted Frog - Keylime - Boy
Portugese Water Dog - Riley - Girl
Raccoon - Roxie - Girl
Seal - Snowflake - Girl
Polar Bear - Tundra - Girl
Purple Floral Fox - Violet - Girl
White Terrier - Piper - Girl
Blue Bay Dolphin - Aquamarine - Girl
Pink Glitter Fish - Ari - Girl
Golden Lion Tamarin - Banana - Boy
Lionfish - Quill - Boy
Black Poodle - Persephone - Girl
Tinkercat - Atlas - Boy
Chow Chow- Baloo - Boy
Rabbit - Marshmallo - Girl
Petunia Hamster - Mauve - Girl
Lion Cub - Sarabi - Girl
Lion - Simba - Boy
Tiger - Hobbes - Boy
Koala - Kaya - Girl
Chicken - Pearl - Girl
Gray Arabian - Sylvia - Girl
Cuddly Teddy Bear - Brent - Boy
Choco Cheeky Dog - Macaroon - Girl
Lil Kinz Black And White Cat - Cricket - Girl
Silversoft Cat - Lacey - Girl
Spotted Leopard - Autumn - Girl
Signature Marble Cat - Rosemary - Girl
Skunk - Flower - Girl
Golden Retriever - Amber - Girl
Blue Whale - Bubbles - Girl
French Hen - Opal - GIrl
Signature Endangered Red Panda - Retsuko - Girl
Love Kitten - Rose - Girl
Chameleon - Squishy - Boy
Fairykinz Panda Cub - Lilac - Girl
Ballet Pup - Diva - Girl
Rooster - Clyde - Boy
Clover Cat - Callie - Girl
Holidoodle - Crystal - Girl
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Snowman - Frosty Puff - Boy
Bumblebee - Beebee - Girl
Love Frog - Buddy Luv - Boy
Poodle - Cleo - Girl
Bottlenose Dolphin - Dolphinium
Rockerz Bulldog - Mike Dirnt - Boy
Hippo - River - Girl
Tree Frog - Sticky Mitts - Boy
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Leopard - Ivy - Girl
Plumfadoodle - Amethyst - Girl
Rockerz Cat - Billie Jo - Girl
Orange Soda Pup - Creamsicle - Boy
Hummingbird - Hibiscus - Girl
Pink And White Cat - Jewel - Girl
Charcoal Cat - Lightning - Boy
Charcoal Cat - Squeakers - Girl
Black Cat - Midnight - Girl
10 Year Magic W Cat - Mystique - Girl
Pelican - Nigel - Boy
Lil Kinz Alley Cat - Sapphire - Girl
Googles - Skittles - Boy
Bengal Tiger - Tigerlilly - Girl
Rockerz Lion - Tre Cool - Girl
Summer Beaver - Birch - Girl
Curly Lion - Blaze - Boy
Chickadee - Chai - Girl
Cloud Lion - Cirrus - Boy
Candy Googles - Cotton Candy - Girl
Musical Dalmatian - Crescendo
Dandy Lion - Dandy - Boy
Black And White Cat - Domino - Girl
Signature White Persian Cat - Duchess - Girl
Velvety Elephant - Eloise - Girl
Bull Frog - Jeremiah - Boy
Sparkle Harp Seal - Jordin - Girl
Caramel Lion - Kion - Boy
Caramel Lion - Loki - Boy
Lil Kinz Lion - Leo - Boy
Porcupine - Mr Needles - Boy
Cheshire Cat - Paradox - Girl
Green Earth Puppy - Sage - Girl
Ragdoll Cat - Sasha - Girl
Signature White Bengal Tiger - Siberia - Girl
Blue Persian Kitten - Skye - Girl
Cupcake Pup - Sugar - Girl
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Raccutie - Wisteria - Girl
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Hazel Eyes & Cake Pops [Ch. 9]
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At the end of the day, Chloe had finally cooled down and went back to her usual self. As for me, I was back to normal too—if not, better. I thought it was so weird that my body just knew something, but I didn't complain about it out loud.
On Monday, I told Chloe to take me to school. I spent a majority of my day on campus, printing and running around to talk to professors. It was getting closer to the end of the quarter—finally on week nine—and then every student gets a week off. After running around so much, a week off was calling my name. It helped that I finally got coffee from Chloe at lunchtime and I was able to do everything without getting sidetracked. In the end, I ended up in the library, actually reading the book I took last time I was there.
March was getting warmer; I wished I wore the sweatshirts Rachel bought for me. Though, I really liked the baseball tee and khaki pants combo I did. The sleeves were dark, but covered in grayscale flowers, which I wasn't into all that much. I didn't put my hair up today, so I just threw my beanie on. I kept my earphones in, listening to Tegan and Sara, and tapped my foot to the music.
I saw Kate walk in, but went through the aisles rather than come to me like last time. I could see her in the aisle in front of me and saw she grabbed a book and held it to her face. I took my earphones out and continued to watch to see what she was going to do. She started to peer over her book, looking at me and then hide in the book again.
She was making fun of me for what I did the first time. I was laughing too, but another part of me felt humiliated. It did look ridiculous. Except, I knew she was doing it purposely. She laughed and then came over to my table.
I shook my head. "Ha-ha, very funny," I said to her first, "I didn't know it looked that bad."
"I didn't think it looked bad at all," she sat down across from me, "It was just clear that you wanted to talk to me. Or wanted my attention, at least."
She was still rocking a braid and a black shirt with a little pocket on the side. It had a little cartoon dinosaur poking its head out of it. I tried not to look for too long, because I would look perverted. My eyes guided up to her eyes again, passing what I saw was a gold necklace poking out from under her shirt.
She opened her sketchbook to a new page.
"Big horror fan?" She asked. She started to sketch out someone. I don't know who, though, but it was someone in this room. There were about fifteen people inside studying; It could be anyone.
"You could say that," I looked at the cover, "You're not?"
I felt calm again, not thinking about humiliation or shame, unlike the other time I spoke to her.
"I'm okay with them, but I get scared easily." She was getting through her drawing fast. I wasn't surprised that she would be easy to scare.
"So, what do you like?" I asked instead.
"I love animated movies. Both full length and short films." She started to shade and add small details. I just nodded. She started to lift her sketchbook to the point I was staring at the black cover.
It was only pencil scratching when we both focused on what we were doing. I put one earphone in, just in case she was going to talk again. It wasn’t so quiet with the sound of Chvrches in one of your ears. I could see her taking quick peeks at me, but chose to ignore them. She couldn’t be drawing me; I wasn’t pretty enough to be drawn.
"What major are you, by the way?" She spoke again.
"I'm in photography, but minor in design, that's why I'm in Fundamentals," I closed my book, leaving my thumb in so I don't lose the page, "Judging by you drawing and being into animation movies, you're in animation."
"I like to make it obvious," She puts her book down, turns it to face me, and pushes it, "What do you think?"
It turned out to be me. It had my shirt with the exact design on my sleeves, my hair was exact down to the length and how messy it was, and even had my freckles on my face. I was holding my book, but I wasn't reading it, but I was looking forward. I was looking at her.
"Wowser," I breathed, "That's amazing. You did that fast."
"Thank you," She leaned over to look at it, "I usually never draw them so fast or so perfectly."
She made mine perfectly? I couldn't stop looking at every part of it. It had wrinkles in my shirt, thin strands in my hair that were not in place, shadows placed and shaded perfectly, and even the book was detailed with the cover.
"Why did you draw me?" I asked. It could just be because I was the closest, but I couldn't help but ask.
"Well, when I see something pretty... I have to draw it right away," Kate said very timidly, “I didn’t want to draw you the other time; I didn’t want to creep you out.” My heart skipped a beat. I avoided looking at her as I push her book back. I avoided any words, because everything I wanted to say was jumbling together. I looked for a second; she had a small smile as she flipped the page.
I think you're pretty, too. You're sweet. Stop it, you're making me crazy. I screamed in my mind.
"T-thanks." Was what I uttered out.
"You're welcome."
I don't know if she was referring to drawing me or complimenting me. We sat there silently for five minutes. I kept reading the same sentence over and over and she was drawing again. What do you do in this situation? I've never been in it before; I was spiraling into gay panic.
"This book is getting boring." I grimaced at it. It really wasn't, but I wanted the silence to stop.
"Would you like me to suggest you one?" She asked. She was still smiling; It made me smile too.
"Like what? Goosebumps?" I closed the book completely and set it down in between us.
Kate put her pencil in the dip of her book and went through her backpack, "If that's what you want."
"No, I'm down for anything." I waited for her to take whatever book she had out.
"I finished this one recently," she took it out and handed it to me, "I really like it."
The cover was a book sleeve. There was a girl in a tank top and shorts standing on top of a messy bed, her back towards me, and was colored in pink. Everything else on the book was blue and black; there were white dots scattered around like snow. "We Are Okay," by Nina LaCour.
"What is it about?" I flipped through it.
"It's about a girl in New York and then her friend she hasn't spoken to in months goes to see her," she explained, "That's all I can tell you, though."
"Is it in this library?" I didn't want to assume she was letting me take hers.
"I'm not sure," she was looking at her phone, "But, you could borrow mine. I finished it pretty fast."
Okay, never mind.
"I have to go," Kate started to pack everything, "My friends want me to go with them to Starbucks. Do you want to borrow it?"
"Yeah, it sounds good," I nodded, "Do I come back here if I have a question?"
It was just a joke, but it would be nice to see her again, more often at that.
"Um," she stood up, "Do you have a pen? I'll just give you my number."
I never looked for a pen so quick in my life. I took out a black pen after digging in my bag for a good minute.
"Do you mind?" Her fingers were hovering, barely touching, over mine and waited.
"Not at all." I raised my hand a little bit.
She grabbed my left hand and started to write it onto the back of it. Her hand was soft and smooth. She was very delicate with holding it and they were so warm, I didn't want to let go. My eyes were stuck on our hands actually being together until she placed my hand down again.
"I'll see you soon, okay?" She waved her hand and left.
"Yeah, see you later." I waved back. I knew I had a dumb grin on my face, but I didn't care. I stared at the number, though upside down, she must have a reason why she decided to go there instead of my arm like anyone else would.
I grabbed the book and started to read it.
I was there until six PM; evening classes start at this time. I packed the book into my bag and then left out into humid weather. The sun has already set, but when the sky was blue, red, and yellow, covered in cirrus clouds, it was a picture opportunity I couldn't miss. I angled myself to get a perfect and balanced mix of colors and when some birds just happen to fly across, I took the shot. It felt good to use my Polaroid camera again. I grabbed the picture and shake it like I usually did.
I put the camera and photo into my bag and took my phone out. I should have put Kate's number earlier, but I did now and sent a text. Hey Kate, this is Max.
Next, I called Chloe, she should be out of work or getting ready to. I called to make sure.
"Hey Max, manager is making me work over time," Chloe seemed tired and defeated, "You can come over, but you have to stay a bit. Rachel went out to some last-minute interview thing."
"No, that's fine. Why are you working over?"
"There were some customers I went off on and now I'm doing all the cleaning. Fuck, come if you want, I'll see you." Chloe hung up before I could say anything back.
I saw on my phone that I got a text back. Hi Max, did you read the book already?
I typed out my response: Yeah, it's pretty good so far! Thanks for letting me borrow it.
I walked to the front of school and waited for Chloe.
There were some cars coming up and parking, some cars dropped off students, and some students were even running. I let out a yawn as I walked along the sidewalk. I felt my phone vibrate.
You're welcome. Just give it back to me whenever.
I wish I kept the conversation going, but what should I say? I left the conversation alone.
At Starbucks, I stayed standing up because all the chairs were flipped around and on the tables. There was still another worker, the store manager, texting on his phone. I watched as Chloe cleaned and washed all the utilities.
"Chloe, I'm leaving it all to you." The manager left the keys at the pickup table. He looked a little older than us, but kinda nerdy and did not look like someone who would confront Chloe.
"I thought you said you were going to watch me." Chloe was still angry.
"Ah, I got things to do."
"It's fucking Monday."
"Do you want me to stay here?"
Chloe scoffed, "No. Fine, I'll close this place."
"Thanks, see you tomorrow. Get up early in the morning to open and set up." He left nonchalantly and left the both of us.
I walked closer to the counter, "Are you sure he's the manager?"
"I ask myself that a lot." Chloe went back to drying blenders.
I chuckled, "What did you do to customers? You mentioned it earlier."
"Fucking hell, this one motherfucker just wanted a latte, right? I make the shit and then he fucking spills it on himself. He tried to blame it on me! I don't hand them to people, I leave it on the table! I was ready to fight him. He was trying to be a big fucking guy, but his bitch ass bought a latte at Starbucks two shot espresso shit! I called him out on his shit, but I yelled at him in the middle of service, fuck this smile and walk away crap!"
She threw the blender into the sink, clattering against the metal and other blenders in it. I could only blink.
"Sorry, man, there's more but I'll save it."
It was quiet for a while, except for Chloe's heavy breathing. After some time, Chloe spoke again. This time, she was calmer.
"I saw Kate here," Chloe walked over to the front counter with a rag, "She was sitting with three other girls. She sure loves those cake pops; I think she ate like a thousand."
I chuckled at the exaggeration, "Oh, yeah, I knew that. We were in the library and then she had to leave."
"Alright Super Max, I see you," Chloe had a smirk and then looked over for a second, "What's that?"
"What's what?"
"On your hand, what is it?"
I hesitated, but I told the truth, "It's a phone number. It's Kate's."
"No bullshit?"
"No bullshit at all."
"Good job, Max!" She held her fist out and I quickly went up to her and bumped our knuckles together.
We laughed together. I wanted to talk about the drawing she did, but I kept it to myself. She then had a sly smirk, instantly filling me with dread.
"Hey, you should come back here."
"Why would I go in there?"
"Um, here's a blender, here are ingredients, cameras are off," Chloe named, "Are you getting what I'm saying?"
I thought about it. Here we go again; the first time was at Blackwell in the pool. It was a similar situation: we're in a place after hours, she had the keys, and she had her crazy ideas.
"Isn't that inventory?" I asked.
"You love the coffee, don't you?" Chloe was persuading me at this point. I nodded and went towards the employee door.
"Fuck it, I guess." I walked right through and was met with the walk-in fridge and the kitchen.
"Welcome," Chloe greeted, "this is my personal hell."
"You say that about a lot of things." I reminded her.
"This is top tier personal hell."
I couldn't stop looking the espresso makers, grinders, pots, and presses on both counters. I would go crazy if I had to stare at these shiny machines for hours on end. I applauded her in my head for dealing with this job for a year.
"It must get annoying to use all these every day." I touched the espresso machine, observing the buttons and handles.
"Yup, I wonder how I get through a whole day. I used to switch with someone, but here I am."
"I remember that. Are you being overworked?"
"To be honest, I don't even remember how this happened."
"You need to tell that to someone. I'm totally fine with you quitting and then getting time off."
"I need more time with Dana. Being there and watching just reminded me of learning this stuff. At least she was cool with me leaving before."
"She was?"
"Yeah, I walked out there too, but she said it was fine. I just have to go again on Saturday again and then the next night, I do it myself and the owner will be there. I'm really tired."
"Would mixing things in a blender help?" I asked.
She paused, "... Maybe."
"I'm thinking of grabbing ingredients and blending them with no cap on the thing."
"That's evil, I love it." She stopped everything she was doing and ran towards the fridge.
It was so evil, yet it ended so fast.
"Shit, shit, shit!" Chloe yelled as she turned the blender off. Everything was covered in all the different coffees, milks, whipped creams, and yogurts we threw in there. We were both covered in the mixture from the waist up. The counter, the walls, and little splatters everywhere covered in this horrible idea.
"That was hella rad!" She cheered. She was jumping for joy as she looked inside the blender. We started mixing everything into liquid first and then we took the cover off.
"We have to do that again!" She grabbed my arm.
"As much as I would love to, now we have more work to do." I wiped my face as much as I could. If only Rachel could see us now.
She rolled her eyes, but groaned, "Fine."
"I'll help." I continued to try to get the mess off of me.
For the next hour, we were scrubbing everything down and making sure we got every spot. It was turning eight when we finally left.
"Shit, we gotta go." Chloe started the car. I got a call on my phone from Rachel; I answered it right away.
"Hey, where's Chloe? She hasn't answered my calls." Rachel sounded more normal than worried.
"We were at Starbucks, had a terrible idea, and we had to fix it." I said as general as possible.
"Tell me all about it when we're home," she was still not bothered, "I just left my interview and I'm just... UGH!"
This day was a roller coaster, but at least in the end, I got Kate's number and Chloe got to do something crazy in a place she hated.
We met up with Rachel at the apartment. Coincidentally, she was just getting out of her Uber when we arrived.
"What are you guys covered in?" Now she was concerned. She was still in heels and a pencil dress.
"Sweetness, want a taste?" Chloe teased. Rachel held her hand out, stopping Chloe's advances.
"Not after you shower," she shook her head, "We need to get in. These shoes are killing me."
We did so, Chloe called shower first and Rachel took over the couch. She let out a groan as she fell onto it. She took off her heels and yelled out, "Thank fuck!"
I just sat down on the floor, my back against the couch by Rachel's head.
"You should tell your story first." I said to her.
"I was called in by my manager today for an interview. I was okay with it at first, I was like "sure, I haven't been doing anything." So, I was given the location and shit, made myself look pretty, and I was ready to take some questions. I wish, I swear to god, I wish I could've slapped her. I was okay with confronting the gay rumors, like fine, but if it's every single question, I will not take that."
Managers just weren't shit today, weren't they?
"But," she let out another sigh, "I kept my composure. That's going to air soon. Now, what happened with you?"
"Chloe's manager made her work overtime after yelling at some customers. We were left alone at the place and she said let's fuck some stuff up with a blender," I turned around to look at her, "All the stuff got on us and everything around it, so we cleaned for an hour."
"What was the stuff, exactly?"
"Coffee, milk, yogurt, and whipped cream," I named off, "There were other things she wanted to use, but we compromised."
"I wish I was there instead. You guys are always having fun."
"Cleaning that was the worst. And then, Chloe has to open tomorrow, she'll have to be up even earlier!"
"This day has been all bad, hasn't it?"
"Well, not all bad, check this out." I held my hand out. It was a little smudged and faded now, but it was still obviously a phone number.
"Good on you, Max," Rachel laughed, "When did you get this?"
"Hanging out in the library again; Kate had to go but gave me this first."
"Good job. It makes up for ruining the shirt I got you. I didn't really like that one anyway."
"You don't think the flowers looked that good?" I looked at my sleeves.
"It's not that. It's just not you. It was worth a shot to try it out."
I was glad she wasn't super upset. If it was a shirt she did like on me, she would tear me apart. I've seen her angry before and I would like to avoid it as much as possible. At least it didn't get on my pants.
"What questions did they ask at the interview?"
"I told you. They were only about me and Chloe at the club and at dinner, which good on them for getting other photos. I guess I have to come out now. Hey world, I'm bi! Take a good look."
"I'll yell too if it makes you feel better." I gave her a side smile.
"You know what? It would." She smiled back at me. The shower finally stopped. It was another thirty minutes before Chloe came out in a loose black shirt and shorts.
"My apron is fucked." She said firstly.
"You think yours is bad, look at me." I stood up and took off my beanie.
"Look on the bright side..." She stopped her sentence and only nodded.
"What is it?"
"Nothing, I just didn't want you to feel bad anymore."
I could only shake my head and laugh, "Well, my turn now."
It felt good again to be in my hoodie and sweatpants. I had to wash my beanie in the sink, so that was a loss. I bundled up the shirt and threw it away; it was nice while it lasted.
I left the bathroom; Rachel had changed, but she was back in the same position on the couch. Chloe sat on the floor by Rachel's feet. I sat in the same place I was and watched what was on TV. Huh, TMZ again.
"Who is this chick that Rachel Amber has been seen with? For the past couple of weeks, she has been seen with this blue-haired punk rock girl out and about in San Francisco."
"She’s on a break right now. It could be some little fling for the time."
"Rude, we've been together for almost three years." Chloe snapped at the TV.
"This show really is something. They usually confront you directly." Rachel pointed out. That was true, then again, this was news that had no details.
"Do you people recognize you at work yet?" Rachel tapped Chloe's shoulder with her foot. Chloe shoved it away and caused the both of them to laugh.
"Nope," she replied, "What the hell do you do then?"
"Just reply and then walk away. You could do that."
"Can I just tell them to fuck off?"
"You could."
I suddenly feel my phone ring. I was startled by it, because I don't know who it could be. Maybe my mom or dad? I looked and even more surprises, it was Kate. I looked at the both of them; they were still talking to each other about how to act towards paparazzi. I went into the bedroom and answered the call; I hope it wasn't a butt dial.
"Hello?"
"Hey Max. I was calling to see how far you got." Kate ended her sentence with a yawn. She seemed like someone who would sleep early.
"Oh, I got to chapter five," I took the book out, "I like it so far."
"I'm glad you do. Any questions so far?"
"Nope, everything is pretty straightforward," I placed the book on the bed, "Why did you call instead of text?"
"No reason," she was quiet for a second, "I just like calling people."
"Oh... okay then."
"You sound sad."
"No, I'm good! I'm fine."
It was quiet again. What could you say? I was still talking to an acquaintance.
"Well, I have to sleep now," now Kate sounded sad, "Goodnight, Max. I'll see you tomorrow in class."
"Goodnight, Kate, you too." I ended the call. I was going to walk out when I saw Rachel and Chloe at the door, peeking their heads in.
"What's the book?" Rachel asked.
"This one," I held it again, "I need to read it again, if you don't mind."
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The Student Who Challenged My Teaching On Race
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The Student Who Challenged My Teaching On Race
This is the latest installment in a podcast called What My Students Taught Me. Each episode features a teacher reflecting on a particularly challenging student, whenever possible in counterpoint with the student’s version of the same events. Listen to previous installments here or subscribe on iTunes.
At first, the Philadelphia high-school student Valentina Love Salas was not exactly excited about taking African American history, a required course for graduation. She had heard that the class was depressing. She had also suffered from racist taunts and bullying in the past—painful experiences that made her reluctant to speak her mind in a class focused on issues of race and identity.
Her teacher, Ismael Jimenez, was accustomed to at least some amount of student disinterest or reticence. “A lot of the students you … can kind of see the glaze over their eyes,” he said.  
But as the school year continued, and Jimenez incorporated videos, music, and texts that intrigued Valentina, the student found herself growing more and more engaged. “Music really resonates with me, and every chance he got he put a song on or a music video that really explained what he was trying to teach us,” Valentina recalled.
Before the school year ended, however, a classroom blow-up over one student’s incendiary comment would create a schism in the class, including between Valentina and her teacher, testing the strong relationship they had slowly built.
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Music used in this episode: “Sylvestor” by Blue Dot Sessions; “Astrisx” by Blue Dot Sessions; “Cirrus” by Blue Dot Sessions; “Denzel Sprak” by Blue Dot Sessions; “Cases to Rest” by Blue Dot Sessions; and “Soothe” by Blue Dot Sessions.
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ishibishie · 1 year
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HAPPY UNOFFICIAL STEVEN STONE DAY
“why” the number 315 can be read as “daigo” when you bring in goroawase shenanigans! so march 15th is now unofficial steven stone day because i said so. TIME FOR A NEW NATIONAL HOLIDAY
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ishibishie · 3 months
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this post is addressed to all twitter havers: please like and retweet this silly zine post for more merch :) then buy the zine you want that steven button i drew soooooooo bad
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ishibishie · 6 months
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here's a text post that has words
i have like 3 different wips on my laptop i wanna finish art will exist at some point it was midterms last week and i was doing like. 14 hour days at college this week oops ART SHOULD EXIST NEXT WEEK WHEN I FINISH SOMETHING LMFAO
moreso a potential interest check? would anyone wanna see any of the project voltage mikus i drew turned into charms or something? one of my irls said he wants to buy some of my mikus and i miiiiight do that lol. only thing is it would be kinda pay for production because my vocaloid merch literally doesn't sell on etsy so i wouldn't make every single design and hope they get sold. i might set that up sometime in november-december when i'm planning on ordering more merch
happy ace week steven is aroace
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anyway if you want to know why i've died you can probably blame all the college visits i've been going on, i've done a collective 20-ish hours of driving the past 3 weeks to and from places and being told about all the financial debt i will go into to obtain a useless major because art is the only thing i have and the robots will steal my job one day but in high school i wanted to be a polysci main so arguably that was the worse timeline LOL
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ishibishie · 10 months
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unfortunantly i am now Older once again
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ishibishie · 5 months
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hello nerds i am not immune to capitalism. black friday on my etsy shop is live spend 25 dollars and get 25% off. that's like over 6 dollars off btw i did the math for you
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ishibishie · 7 months
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i have been thinking about this literally since last year but now that i know the pokemon fandom goes Fucking Crazy during october with their fankids: this blog will be nothing but eirini and finley next month. you are NOT safe. you will get so fucking tired of watching me scream about 2 children that exist only in my head but i will not hear your pleas to make me shut up.
might also draw some more goth stevens too idk
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ishibishie · 3 months
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after 4 years my tablet finally broke so instead of art you guys will get to deal with me furiously reblogging the zine's posts next week (it will be annoying but you should buy the zine)
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ishibishie · 4 months
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absolutely baffled that i actually drew enough stuff this year to make a proper 2023 art summary despite going through one of the busiest periods of my life thus far and leaving this blog to die for like 3 months
expect that sometime soon?
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