pearlina oneshots!
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“So… where should I get one?” Marina asked. Pearl cocked a brow, her face wrinkling up in the endearing way Marina had come to know signaled her confusion, golden eyes crinkling at the corners. "A piercing, that is.”
Pearl chuckled again through closed lips, the lilt of it sending heat to Marina’s cheeks. “You want a piercing? You sure?” It sounded like a tease, but Marina could tell—after knowing Pearl for a little over two years—that this was a sincere question.
“Why not?” Marina asked, frowning. If a piercing was what helped Pearl to become her own person, of course Marina would want one too.
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- Part 1 of pearlina oneshots!
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Pearl did not want to be here right now. Her stage fit was fine as it was. She didn’t understand why they needed to change their image so much. Pearl bit her lip as she looked into the mirror. She pulled at the dress’s collar. It was strangling her neck, and the huge-ass zipper had her about to tip over tentacles over feet. This was not her.
“Ok,” Marina called out, from behind the dressing room curtain. “I’m coming out.”
Pearl couldn’t even imagine what they had done to Marina.
Pearl whirled around, and—
Oh, shit!Marina slunk out from behind the blue velvet curtain, a shy look on her face. All Pearl's thoughts of her own dress went out the window.
Damn.Pearl and Marina at a fitting. Were the outfits really that cute or were they just yearning for each other?
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- Part 2 of pearlina oneshots!
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“This is not what we agreed upon,” their publicist snapped, holding up the paparazzi photo that had been snapped of them.
When she'd gotten the call, she'd been out in the garage working on her bike, grease coating her fingertips, and Marina had not been expecting this.
A photo of them in the VIP section of a concert, Pearl's arms slung around Marina’s shoulders, faces dangerously close. Pearl’s neck was craned up, just so. A photo of the two of them staring at each other, eyes boring into eyes. While they were surrounded by people, they looked like they were the only ones in the room.
Oh, no.
Pearl and Marina mess up. Their record label is not pleased.
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- Part 3 of pearlina oneshots!
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“Eyyy, Marina, right? From Off the Hook? ” a pale inkling guy with huge-ass sunglasses on called out as he slunk towards them, a drink in hand. His words were slurred. Aw, shit, he was hammered.
Pearl nodded, stepping forward. Maybe this guy could show 'em a good time? “That's us! Whaddup?”
He stared at Pearl for one second, his lip curling up, eyebrows lowered. “I, uh, just wanted to, uh, talk, to Marina.”
Fuck.
Pearl almost gets into a fist fight at a music awards show afterparty.
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- Part 4 of pearlina oneshots!
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Marina seemed to notice her…dilemma, turquoise eyes ripped from the almost-completed puzzle. Don’t say it, don’t fucking say it, Pearl willed desperately, hoping the two of them had somehow built a psychic connection for just that one second.
“...Are you okay?”
Pearl felt the thwomp of her huge head hitting the back of the chair. The inkling groaned. She said it.
Pearl has a... problem.
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- Part 5 of pearlina oneshots!