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You disregarded it, and decided to stay a little more in the said park, when you heard the sound of a skateboard. Stepping out of the way of the on coming skateboarder, you saw that they were about the same age as you. 19. But they seemed to have no control over the skateboard, as they whizzed past you, wobbling unsteadily towards a tree.

"Good thing I was in track in high school," you say to yourself, sprinting after him, grabbing him by the waist as the skateboard crashes into the tree, and you narrowly miss another tree trying to get your footing straight. The boy seemed to spazz in your hands, and you notice he had a helmet. That was good. "Hey, are you okay there?" You prop him back to his feet, as you examine him from foot to head.

He has a mass of curly hair underneath his helmet, and he was a bit taller than you, but that wasn't saying much since you were a lot shorter than the average nineteen year old. 

"kasdjfhaskldfjhasdkjfhkljh! I'm tho thorry! I wath riding and I'm not thure what happened but I think I crathed into you!" His lip began to tremble adorably, and you had the feeling he was about to cry.

"Oh no!" You exclaim, patting his head sweetly. "You were about to crash into a tree, love, so I helped you."

"I thee. I'm tho thorry again. I wath trying to perfect a trick, but I wathn't able to control the thkateboard. And don't call me love!"

"No duh!" You say, and you give him a thumbs up. "It was good you were wearing your helmet, or else something bad could have happened." He smiled a big grin, as he stabilized himself by placing a hand on your shoulder. 

"Mith, why are you wearing thunglatheth?" Oh right. You looked at him skeptically, before snapping:

"It's none of your damn buisness!" Truth be told, heterochromia iridum was something you had. One red eye, and one deep blue. So, instead of buying expensive cosplay contacts, (like your friend Dirk suggested, but he said that he really liked them and that you shouldn't change them) you just wore shades around, like he and his lil bro Dave did.

You could see his eyes widen behind his visor. "I'm tho thorry mith! I didn't mean it! Thit! I alwayth make people mad! ALKDFJLKSDFJ:LKDSJF:SLDKFJ!" He started to spazz out again, and you frowned slightly, before someone came running up behind you. 

"Mituna! What were you doing without me? Are you crazy? You might have run into thith girl!" A boy, who was just as tall as you, started scolding the boy next to you, and he started spazzing out.

"You shouldn't be mean! He was just trying to ride a skateboard, and I saved him from crashing into a tree, so if you're going to scold someone, scold me!" You grab the skater's shoulders, and hug him tightly, as he begins to squirm in your hug. "Is your name Mituna, honey?"

"alskdjfadslkfjlkds;fj:L! Yeth. And don't call me honey!" He pouted, and you looked at him curiously.

"I'm Thollux, hith brother. He'th trying to perfect a trick for next weekth tournament."

"Oh, you're his older bro?" You look at your phone. The hospital hasn't called yet. Unusual.

"I'm thixteen. He'th nineteen. Tho, younger, if you can't thubtract," he pushes up his bi-colored glasses, and one word came to your mind. 

Asshole.

"I need to perfect thith trick tho I can move onto finalth with 'Tula! But I keep fucking it up asl;kdfjas;ldkfjs;ldfkj. Why am I tho fucking thtupid?" He looks at the ground, as Sollux just rolls his eyes.

"Oh! That one? I'm going to that one!" You say, walking over to the tree where his skateboard, which you now notice is yellow, and pick it up, examining the wheels amongst other things. "Just for fun though, since I only began boarding two months ago." You laugh, playing your abilities of skateboarding down. You have been boarding for only two months, but your older brother, Justin, always brought you to the skate park, so you were able to observe how they did it, and take mental notes.

You were pretty good, actually.

"I can help you if you'd like!" At this point, Sollux was already walking away, as Mituna snatched his board back. 

"I don't need help from thome thtupid girl! The only girl who would be able to help me ith 'Tula!"

Putting your hands on your hips defiantly, you sau, "No really, I want to help you. You should be able to go to the girl of your dreams, right?" You winked at him, and he blushed deeply, spazzing a bit before stepping onto his board. "And call me _____, really Mituna. We're like the same age."

"Fine!" He says, and you put your hands on his shoulder, and push him off, jogging next to him slightly, giving him instructions on how to do it, and when to do it. By 2 am, he had it down. Like a nail that had been hammered.

"Thank you ______! You're tho nithe! asldkfjsdlfkjas;lfkl;kj! How can I make it up to you?" He says, and he looks into your shaded eyes. You shake your head and smile. "Noooo! I have to make it up to you!" He says, and you blush at the nickname.

"Just move onto finals, okay 'Tuna?"

"Why'd you call me 'Tuna? alskdjfas;ldkfja;lsjdkf;ldskjf"

"Because... it fits!" You say, as you trash the garbage you held in your hand, which was the tea.

"Okay! That'th okay then!" He doesn't seem as upset as when you first met him, and you laughed, before kissing his helmet sweetly. 

"Okay Mituna. I guess I'll see you around."

"aLJLDSJLKSDJFS:LDKFJ:LSDKFJ:LKA:LJAWPOIUWPOIURWOJDS:LNVN>ZNXC<>! Wait! How will I remember you? The tournamenth next week, I won't remember!" He starts spazzing out again, and you sigh, searching for something that he can have as a token. You glance down at your hands which have no gloves on them, and there's a gold ring that wraps around your index finger. You slip it off, and place it on his pinky, as he looks at you quizzically. 

Smiling, you start to walk away. "Keep that on, and you'll remember me!"

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The hospital never called you that night, but you decided that since you saw 'Tuna, it was fine. It was now Saturday, the day of the tournament. You had gotten some practice in, but it was kind of hard considering that you had school and work to keep up with. As you stood in front of the mirror, you grabbed your skateboard before heading out of your apartment.

As you were locking up, you bumped into the back of someone. Well, your skateboard did, and you looked at who it was, before yelping, "I'm so sorry!"

"Ah, it's cool man! You board too? Totally rad!" It was a girl who you've never seen before, but she was so pretty, and you couldn't help but blush in her presence as she smiled, tucking her board under her left arm, locking her apartment.

"Yeah. I s-see you do too! I'm actually going to a tournament. FOR A FRIEND! F-For a friend, yeah. A-Also for fun, heh." What was wrong with you? Can't you talk today? Why were you so stupified in her presence?

She gave you a surprised look before slapping you on your back. "Ah, well, I'm going there too! Maybe we can go together!" She smiles and you agree happily, as you two exit the apartment together. 

You find out that this girl's name is Latula, and for some reason, that sounds strangely familiar. The sidewalk seems easy to glide on with your skateboards, as you two talk about the finals and how you got into skateboarding. The place where the Semi-Finals were being held wasn't too far, thankfully.

The moment you glided in, you wanted to glide your ass back out. There were amazing people doing tricks and flips on ramps, doing things you didn't think were, (or should for that matter) was humanly possible. "A-Ah..." You chuckled, as you looked over at Latula, who you found out was already on the ramps doing tricks as well. 

Sitting down in the bleachers, you sighed, and fiddled with your skateboard, over looking the people who did tricks on the ramp. Maybe you shouldn't have come here after all. You were going to get crushed easily. 

"adjslfkasjdflasdfl;jslk;akjfla;dsfj;lasdf! There the ith!" Someone said, making you turn around, to be hugged by a stumbling Mituna who had barely been able to stand up for two seconds without crashing onto you. 

"Woah there, 'Tuna. You okay?" You asked, as he laid on top of you, and you pat his head slightly, making him blush.

"Yeah! I jutht wanted to thee you becauthe I wanted to give you your ring back!" He said, frantically searching his hands for it, but he didn't have it with him. He checked his jumpsuit, making you smile and laugh, blushing slightly. "But I don't have it! ALJajdslfaksjdf;lajweporiuqpo   u13049=09afnasl;jk! I'm tho thorry! I didn't mean to lothe it!" He was clasping your hands in his now, asking for forgiveness.

"Awww, it's fine! It was only to make sure you remembered me, and it wasn't of much importance to me anyways," you waved it off, trying not to frown. Your ex-boyfriend, Cronus Ampora, gave that to you, and you weren't completely over him, making you want to cry when he lost it. But it was your fault for giving it to him in the first place, you thought. "Now you can advance to the finals with this 'Tula girl you said," you say, and you hear Mituna spazz again, running off to another person on the ramps, and giving someone a hug who had stopped on the ramp for a while.

Latula.

You couldn't hear the conversation between the two, but you saw the exchange and felt your heart break a little. Of course he would go for the skater chick, the one who actually knew how to ride a skateboard well. But he was originally aiming to go with her to the finals, right? This is a fanfiction, _____, of course you're not going to end up with him!

[Time skip, tournament is over]==>

The tournament was long over, Latula, Mituna, and a few other people you didn't know advancing to finals.

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Homura x Reader 

|| Drabble-ish || After Madoka kinda... yea that

"Hey, Homura-Chan?" Kyubei circled the magical girl's shoulder, as said girl glanced back at the creature, kicking her legs on the high skyscraper. "Can I tell you a story?"

"Hm. Sure," she said, not really caring. 

"It's more of a legend really, since no one has every confirmed it with me, and all the ones that supposedly did meet her, turned into Witches." 

"If it's not true, why are you telling me?" 

"Because you'll want to hear it. Apparently there was this one magical girl, and she was born in the same era as you were, Homura-Chan. Her name was [Full Name] and she was a magical girl. But apparently, she was one of the best magical girl's out there, with one of the biggest soul gems. You could easily search her u-"

"It's not a Legend, Kyubei," Homura said, her eyes flickering amongst the city, before Kyubei made a surprised noise.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I've met her." 

"Oh yeah? Then who exactly was she?"

"Well, her name was [Full Name]..."

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"You're a magical girl, too, aren't you?" Homura tapped the younger girl on the back, who whipped her head around, and nodded happily. Her [e/c] eyes sparkled brightly, before pulling her off near an alley, before blinking.

"You found me! I'm supposing you need help with your soul gem?"

"W-What? N-No, it's just that I saw you battle that Witch last time, and I-I thought it was really cool!"

"R-Really?" The shy girl known as [F/N] 

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Ciel x Reader || Traitor || Sequel

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"C-Ciel?"

"[Y/n]?" 

"C-Ciel...I-I don't w-wanna die..."

"Y-You're n-not gonna die, [N/N], I p-promis-"

"C-Ciel, d-don't lie, I-I'm gonna die... A-And