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The food plate Dinkleberg leaves for a random stray cat :
#fop#It's like he is trying to ask that cat on a date#It's from season 8 episode 5#I have began another round of random season random episode reading wiki trivia edition#I just didn't finish the last one so I chose to restart#So far the challenge hasn't been the nicest to me#I got an episode I really don't like as my first episode (turned out alright) and two episodes that I'm okay with but aren't the biggest fa#But at least I didn't get 2 episodes that are hard for me to watch in a row#Will try to keep you posted#piperamitt
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Happy Birthday Jason!/An Announcement + Bonus Content
After half a month of no updates on What Measure is a Non-Human, I finally have one! And, since y'all have been dedicated enough to follow my Tumblr, y'all get to be the first ones to know (all one of you currently; hi IYP! Thanks for all the support!).
I've been hard at work writing the story, but not spending as much time editing it as I would like, so I'm currently sitting on two-three chapters. This is because the mental downtime I have at my job gives me a lot of time to think of ideas that I want to immediately write down before I forget them, but the physical time I spend there takes away from the time I can spend editing it. I could hypothetically release them with less editing done on them, but I want to hold myself to a higher standard of what I release into the world and do genuinely enjoy the editing process. However, with that all being said, I have three days off in a row, and I'm going to use this chance to buckle down and try and get them ready for publication by Valentine's Day. Unfortunately, I can't promise anything, but I do have other news that I can make assurances on.
I've decided that Valentine's Day is Jason's birthday. I wanted to give most of the major characters birth months, at least, just for chronological cohesion; I chose this day in particular for Jason because I have personal history with the day that, when combined with the fact that he's the mc of a romance story, made it the perfect day for him. In celebration of his birthday, I have written out a 7k word prequel one-shot all about the confession/first kiss that I will be posting on Valentine's Day, come hell or high water.
I actually wrote a first draft of the first kiss portion all the way back in December, right after the second chapter, and as a bonus for those of you who take the time to find this post, whether now or in the future, I'm going to share it with you. Most of it will be repetitive to the last bit of the finished story, so beware of spoilers I guess (but this is a prequel anyways so like do they even matter), but I have added enough to the final product to make it stand out and above. Really, this is largely just to archive it as I think it's interesting to see how any story evolves over time, much less my own, and I hope y'all feel the same way. See y'all on Valentine's Day, and without further ado, here goes the original first kiss scene (also fair warning, there's still no smut, but it does get more explicit than I've previously allowed it to):
…Hazel reached up and kissed him. Jason entered a state of shock, freezing in place. At first, his mind went completely and totally blank, but that quickly changed into a series of scattered thoughts as his mind tried to reconfigure itself. I'm being kissed. By Hazel. Who is a Pokemon. Oh Arceus, I’m being kissed by a Pokemon—and it’s one of the best things I’ve ever felt. As soon as he returned to coherent thought, however, the kiss ended. Hazel pulled away, and Jason could see that she looked… scared. The look in her eyes was the same that he had when he confessed his feelings to her. It hit him then; the kiss was her idea of a response, and he had just frozen in place like an idiot. He could imagine the doubts and fears rushing through her at his complete lack of a reaction. He also knew exactly how to alleviate them.
Jason narrowed the gap between them and restarted the kiss. He could clearly feel the surprise in his partner and just as clearly feel it melt away as she returned it. Her lips felt velvety against his as they both pushed against each other with all their might. All of the nerves, the adrenaline, the raw energy they were feeling was channeled into the kiss. They fell back onto the bed, Hazel on top, and didn't stop for a second. It felt like they were melting together, becoming one.
Hazel broke from the kiss, and before Jason had a chance to react, she dragged her tongue across his lips. She moved it down, trailing along his chin and neck, resulting in a small moan escaping his mouth. When she arrived at his shirt, she grabbed it with her teeth and began tugging at it.
“S-stop,” Jason gasped, lightly pushing his partner back. Hazel let go of his shirt and stared at him, a look of disappointment in her eyes. It hurt him to see it, but he had read enough ‘romance’ stories to know where this was going.
“I’m sorry, but we can’t do this right now,” he said, trying to let her down gently.
“Umbre,” she whimpered, looking down at her feet. She felt ashamed at herself for pushing so hard so fast and afraid of what her best friend would think of her for it. Or, she did, until the implication of those last two words hit her. She jolted her head back back up and was met with a worried smile on Jason’s face.
“I’m not saying never,” he started, “but I don’t think I’m ready for something like that yet, and I’m pretty sure mom would just straight up kill us if she found out.” Hazel just sighed at that, but even the vague hope of “not never” sent a small shiver up her spine. She laid down on top of him, enjoying his warmth. They sat there in a comfortable silence for a while, simply enjoying each other’s touch in the wake of the roller coaster of emotions they had both just experienced, and soon drifted off to sleep, not caring what tomorrow might bring so long as they had each other.
[Also, one final super extra bonus note: my beta only left one comment on this original draft when I showed it to her, and it was too funny not to mention: on the line "Her lips felt velvety against his", she simply wrote "I refuse to consider the mechanics of this", to which I simply responded "coward".]
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The oldest CoG published game with a save system is A Study in Steampunk. I thing Fernweh Saga introduced it by now (but I didn't replay since then) - unless I'm confusing with another one, may also be possible.
But regardless, it's more of a checkpoint system than a proper save system. Basically, when you finish certain chapters, you can chose if you're satisfied with what you did and want to save and proceed, or if you want to restart since the last checkpoint. So it's like a save spot system rather than you being able to save anytime.
Oh yeah, I did experience the checkpoint saving in Guinevere. It was a little frustrating because I hate going all the way back to the last save point just to change a few options and see how it turns out. In my opinion, it’s too much work for me to do…
This is probably why I like Twine games on itch.io and Dashingdon because usually those WIPs have save systems implemented. I’m so used to going back into the game to try out this one option. Or if I’m feeling lazy and it’s available, I click the back button instead.
Published CoG games with ACTUAL save systems must be more rarer then…if games with checkpoint saves are rare, then my typical preference for a game save is even more so.
Does the CoG company have rules against adding a custom save system? I’ll check out the rules after writing this but maybe you cannot have a save system where players can save at any point they want.
(Also HOLY A Study in Steampunk was released back in November 2015!! That was like eight years ago! It’s crazy to think that choice games have existed for that long. I think I only discovered it last year, so that’s really amazing to me)
#answered#save system#sorry about this#you probably had to do research just to answer my question#:(
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❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜ - Nari to Collei
"Huh? No it hasn't been that long..." Collei trailed off, doing the math. It took far longer than it should have; something about her hazy mind right then failed to hold onto the numbers as she counted through them, forcing her to restart several times.
Eventually she just gave up, shaking her head as she realized that this was as much of an answer as an exact number.
"Sorry, Master." Collei hung her head, as if to stave off any scolding that he might've had for her. "I... I don't think I slept at all last night, and the night before I... No, I mean, I definitely slept them, but not all that well."
She began to fidget with Cuilein-Anbar, playing with the end of one of its cloth ears.
"I didn't mean to! I just really, really wanted to try and finish just one last paper that you gave me to read. Then, I wanted to try and read one more chapter of this light novel I'm reading." She explained that latter part quickly, hoping with a cringe that Tighnari would not ask her anything about it; she didn't think her heart could take saying it out loud.
"And then it was suddenly morning, and I didn't want to make somebody else take care of my patrol route just because I chose to stay up like that. But..."
Collei had ended up tripping and twisting her ankle. It was unlike her to get injured like this, and at one point in her life she would have simply continued on, dragging that pained ankle behind her as she continued her wandering. Even after Tighnari had helped patch her up, Collei was still a bit on the delirious end, from her lack of sleep, and so that may have been what had tipped him off.
"I'm sorry, Master. I didn't mean to cause trouble."
@diverse-hearts
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A Little Life, a lot of pain
I'm late to the party, but I just finished reading A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara and wow, I am not okay. I'm restarting this blog solely because I need a space to talk about it.
I struggled to keep up with my reading last year because I chose several books that ended up being less than stellar. To start off 2023, I was between A Little Life and Kamusari Tales Told at Night, the follow-up to The Easy Life in Kamusari by Shion Miura. Although daunting in subject matter and length, I went with A Little Life because I figured it was better to start with a heavy book and have a lighter book ready in the reserves for after.
- SPOILERS AHEAD -
I had a vague idea of the plot, only that it followed a group of four friends and that there were a lot of trigger warnings involved. The book starts off innocently enough with the four vastly different but incredibly close guys trying to make it in New York City. Soon it takes a turn to focus on Jude though, and the deeper into his past and psyche we go, the darker it gets. My heart broke and kept on breaking with Jude's every memory detailing abuse of every kind imaginable, his every self-inflicted wound, his every revelation about what an abomination he is and how little he is worth, despite all of the evidence to prove otherwise.
I don't know what I was expecting - the cover photo says a lot, and once the novel does its first shift in perspective to Harold speaking to Willem, in which he seems to speak of Jude as though he is no longer there, I had an inkling of how it would end. Still, I somehow deluded myself multiple times into thinking that maybe, just maybe, the story wasn't going to end with Jude killing himself. And I think the reason why is because the joyous moments of Jude's life - the times spent with his friends-turned-family, Harold and Julia's decision to adopt him, the start of his romantic relationship with Willem, which I had hoped for from the beginning but didn't actually believe would happen - were so unbelievably poignant and beautiful, how could I not wish for a happier, or at least less tragic, ending for this character that has been through so much and deserves every happiness bestowed upon him and more? It's like I was reading a marathon in which I thought that if I got through a particularly bad section (his relationship with Caleb, his memories of Brother Luke and Dr. Traylor), I would be rewarded with a brief respite, a tender moment that would make my heart soar and tears well up in my eyes. It was only after Willem's death, which sucker-punched me in the gut out of nowhere, that I realized I had probably reached the point of no return. Still, I barrelled toward the end, sobbing, hoping, pleading just like Jude's loved ones, and when the end result was what I had originally dreaded, I was left shocked but not shocked, helpless, and empty.
While the story completely wrecked me, I believe that it is a very realistic portrayal of trauma and recovery, and the effects they have on not just the person experiencing it, but those around them. Trauma is deeply personal and isolating. Recovery is not linear, but a lifelong process through which you are never truly “healed”. Sometimes love is just not enough. It wasn't enough for Jude to overcome his fear and hate of sex, and it wasn't enough to keep him going once he lost Willem. I felt that I as a reader was getting pulled along with the same emotions as those around Jude. I grew uneasy every time he withdrew into himself, I felt complacent and accepting when his situation was not better but at least stagnant, I celebrated every triumph, and I found myself holding my breath, waiting, for the day we all knew was inevitable but had fervently wished would never come.
I'm not sure if I would recommend A Little Life to others, especially if I'm not familiar with their tolerance for such heavy topics and themes. Despite that, it's making a strong case for being one of the most amazing books I've ever read, and it will sit with me for a long time to come. It was painful, at times almost too much to bear. But balancing out the pain were the truly beautiful moments of pure joy, the unconditional love and friendship, the things that make our little lives a little better.
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Love Doesn't Do Encores Ch29 The Champion Cup P2
(Warning: Someone does get hurt with a hurt arm and someone does get knocked out And Leon is a lil hurt from his Eternatus confrontation but don't worry. They're all ok.)
"Y/n. I lost fair n' square. Raihan's goin' ta battle in the Fourth Round. Not me."
You had ..completely froze. Allister still in your arms looking at you confused as you stared wide eyed like a goldfish at Gloria. ...WAIT. W H A T!?!? No. No. NONONONONONONO!! N O!!! That...CAN'T BE RIGHT!! IT JUST CAN'T BE!! During the game the player (or Gloria in this case) would battle their way through threw the The Champion Cup and after winning the final match would face off against Leon and become the new Champion of Galar! NOT.....lose? But...Gloria said she..lost. HOW COULD THAT HAPPEN!? EVERYTHING WAS GOING EXACTLY AS PLANNED!!!....Something must've happened to disrupt the progress! Throwing it off balance somehow!! Something you all had missed doing or skipped over! Or-...Or something! The kids all looked at one another as you looked down spacing off in thought, trying to figure out what exactly might've gone wrong along the way. Every single thing up to this point had been exactly as in game!! If not more so. Gloria managed to get all the gym badges. All the side quests were finished. She had gotten all the possible traded and gifted pokemon other than one which was after the game and was a charmander given to the player by Leon. And as far as you could tell there wasn't anything else missing. Gloria had gotten all the possible league cards of the standard game. As well as finished off her 'Dexes' thanks to Leon and Victor gifting her all those pictures. Every encounter. Every gym. Every win...It SHOULD have gone so smoothly but-..IT DIDN'T!! Gloria had somehow lost and instead..wouldn't even get a chance to battle Leon for the Champion title now..Instead. Either Raihan or whoever won the current battle between Kabu and Piers would. You thought long and hard..Maybe it was because in the games you only battled 8 gyms instead of 10?? It depended if you either played Pokemon Sword or Pokemon Shield which two gyms would've been different. So was it because Gloria battled all of them instead of chosing either the Sword or Shield path?? Or maybe it was because you were the one that solved the 'Lucky Egg' side quest in Hulbury instead of her?? But that was the only time you could think of interfering in the game's story. Could one little thing really stop Gloria from winning?!
"Y/n?"
"AH!?" You had jumped a bit startling Allister a bit in your arms as well. Blinking at most of the children staring at you with confused expressions.
"...Are you ok there, Mate?," Hop asked you raising a brow. "You sort of spaced out for a second."
"Um.." You shook your head. "Y-Yeah. Sorry. I guess I'm just shocked that ...G-Gloria lost. Is all."
"No sweat. I was pretty shocked too. But these things happen. You can't just press the restart button like on video games. Oh well." Video games?...How ironic. Your excuse must've worked because he was instantly back to smiling and patted Gloria on the shoulder. "But look how far she got. Second to final round is a lot farther than any of us really got. I dunno about all of you, but I'd say that's a really fantastic accomplishment."
Gloria smiled at Hop gratefully. Beside her Bede rose a brow between her and Hop before raising a hand and coughing loudly. Gaining her attention. "*AHEM*....Yes. This is ..all well and good." He peeked one eye open at Gloria who blinked at him before looking away again. "I suppose some congratulations is in order. You were..very good out there. I'm surprised you were strong enough to last through all that to here. I may have underestimated by rival's perseverance."
Gloria blinked surprised but smiled at him. "Well that's a surprisingly nice thing ye would say 'bout me. Thanks, Bede."
You didn't miss the light pink of Bede's cheeks...and neither did Hop who scowled at him. "*ahem* Y-Your welcome. It's only natural to comment on one's strength if they get far."
"Uh..Y-Yeah!" You made yourself smile at Gloria. "Great job out there, Gloria! You did your best."
"Aw. Thanks, Y/n! By the way, Hop was tellin' me 'bout you makin' everyone hot chocolate. I don't suppose I could bug ye for one?"
"Yeah. I can make you some. You must be hungry too. I-I'll make you something to eat."
It was..kinda a blur at first from the shock. But you had set Allister back down in his seat by the window, thanked Victor for making sure things didn't delve into further chaos, and then went about making a LOT more coco for everyone around you who wanted another cup. Which was almost everyone. You absolutely made sure Allister got a replacement cup to replace the one that he had spilt a little while ago. When everyone was satisfied with the hot coco, you were about to go sit down when you remembered. Gloria probably hadn't eaten anything yet. Everyone else had burgers and countless amounts of hot chocolate, but she probably hadn't eaten anything since you'd given her that small oatmeal bar this morning too busy focusing on battling. You'd better make her one of those ramen cups so she'd have something in her stomach- B O O M!! The entire place shook again as a gigantic boom went off outside shaking the entire stadium. You had to grip the cabinet to not fall over before it quickly stopped. What the world was THAT!?
"IT'S A MIRACLE FOLKS!! THE FIREY FIERCE FIGHTER KABU!! HAS BEEN DEFEATED!! THE TALL, DARK, AND MYSTERIOUS PIERS HAS EARNT THE RIGHT TO BATTLE IN THE FINAL ROUND!!" Oh! Was THAT what that was? The crowd cheered and Marnie stood there staring out the window. Her blue eyes suddenly slightly narrowed staring out and down to the field. "BATTLERS PLEASE EXIT THE FIELD FOR REPAIRS AND PREPARE FOR THE FINAL MATCH TO DETERMINE WHICH GYM LEADER WILL BE LUCKY ENOUGH TO COMPETE AGAINST CHAMPION LEON FOR THE FINAL MATCH OF THE CHAMPION CUP!!"
You slowly let go of the cabinets and minded your own business as you made another cup of ramen for Gloria, and along with her cup of coco, and brought it over to her. All the while swiveling your head around and keeping check on all the kids there. Making a head count. One, two, three- Ok! All fourteen children (now including Gloria) were accounted for and safe. Gloria smiled and thanked you for the food once you handed it to her and you finally got the chance to sit down on one of the couches with a sigh. Almost as soon as you did, Silver slunk over and plopped himself next to you curled up like a cat. Well good news. You didn't have to worry about anything else at the moment. Bad news....Now you had to deal with ANOTHER giant problem. The game for whatever reason was...derailed. Derailed harder than a train flying off the tracks at a million miles per hour. So now begged the question. HOW WERE YOU GOING TO GET HOME NOW!? If the only chances you had of getting home were riding on the game ending then how would you get home now? Would you still go home once the Champion Cup was over? Would it really matter if Gloria (or Victor you guessed) wasn't the one battling Leon in the end? ...You shook your head stomach in knots. You didn't know. There was only one thing to do. You'd have to wait with the others and watch the last two battles of the entire finals. Would Raihan or Piers be the one to battle Leon in the end? With a sigh you leaned back. Wonder what those guys were up to now?
-Meanwhile In The Stadium's Locker Rooms-
The guys' locker room was pretty quiet for the most part. With the exception of the cheers of the crowd outside the doors and whatever noises the guys were making in there. The white walls were helping to reflect the light around him and the screen on the TV went on with whatever generic news was being broadcasted at the moment. A few lockers lined the walls, along with some benches, and one or two vending machines. At the moment most of the guys were relaxing with some kind of food or watching the TV or talking amongst themselves now that most of the battles and excitement were over for them. Except for two. And they were a bit busy themselves. Raihan was what else, doing something with his phone, his pokemon currently out to be fed. As if the place wasn't crowded already. Or maybe that was just his take on the whole thing. Piers himself was just...sitting. Sitting in the corner with his body leaned back against the wall and his eyes closed. The adrenaline from the last battle still rushing through his body but slowly leaving him as he had the chance to let his heart slow down from the excitement. ..But he did slowly open his eyes feeling a presence over himself and his blue eyes opened to meet Kabu standing over him. The older man stood in front of him for a moment before straightening his body and giving a small smile.
"The battle we had was most enjoyable, Young Piers. I truly enjoyed being able to see what strengths you can throw at someone, and while not dynamaxing. Sticking to your code is most honorable." He bowed to him. "Let us have another battle again sometime and may you flourish in the next round as well."
Piers in equal respect pushed himself off the wall and bowed his head back to the older Gym Leader. "Thanks, Mate. I intend on puttin' on a good performance before my retirement."
"Retirement? You make yourself sound older than you are, Piers."
Both men looked over to notice that a third party had joined them as Raihan smiled down at Piers, his flygon tagging along behind him like a curious lillipup. Piers didn't react all too much besides lifting himself up and out of the bowing position to look at him with his usual neutral face.
The dragon type gym leader smiled cheerfully at him. "By the way you were giving Kabu the old one-two treatment out there, anyone would've thought you were a top gym leader. ..In fact." His brow rose. "I don't think I've ever seen you let lose THAT much in a battle before."
"Well, I figure if I'm goin' to resign then I might as well go out with a bang everyone would remember me by."
Raihan nodded. "That's totally something you'd do alright. Your lil sis is taking over for you right?"
Piers nodded back to him. "'Course I gotta train her a bit. Show 'er the ropes a bit. But considering that she spent so much time with me in the gym anyways I reckon it shouldn't take her too long to pick up the full responsibilities. And then there's the legal paperwork I have to sign and have approved by the Chairman to transfer property of the gym. ''
"Whatcha planning on doing then once you fully hand over the position to her? I don't think you have another job lined up for you."
"'M focussin' on something I've been wanting to do for a long time now, Rai-Rai."
"Ah.~" Raihan smirked and pointed a hand at him. Kabu leaving the two to talk together. "You mean your music career! Good for you man! Have you reached out to any record dealers yet?"
He shook his head no leaning it back against the wall. "Not yet. None o' them really appealed to me yet. But Nessa's talked to her modelin' agent who knows a few people in the industry and promised to connect me to a few o' 'em. Not much but it's a start I guess."
He blinked when all of a sudden Raihan shifted and a moment later he plopped himself on the bench next to the rocker. The warm air of the locker room helping their bodies to warm up more. "Well a start is better than no start at all if you think about it."
"Hmm. I 'spose that's true. Who knows where it's gonna go, eh?" He looked from Raihan at nothing in particular really, his hand coming up to grab at his choker. Raihan watching his friend's actions carefully. ...Maybe a little TOO carefully for what was normal and after a moment the pal man looked back to him raising a bold brow. "......What?"
Raihan gave him a genuine smile back before shrugging looking forward. "Oh nothing. I was just wondering is all. Might there be another reason you're pushing yourself so hard in these battles this time."
"No? Why are you asking?"
The man hummed rolling his eyes. "Well...This is the farthest in the finals you've ever made it and I can't help but wonder about it...I figured maybe you were throwing your punches more aggressively for Marnie. Or your team. Or for Spikemuth. You know since you just want what's best for them all and everything."
Blue eyes narrowed at the other gym leader as his gaze hardened. Studying the man but Raihan kept up that innocent smile. After a moment he hummed but looked away. "....I guess you're not far off from there." He sighed. "Any attention I can give to help Spikemuth will be worth the effort. I want Marn-Marn to have the best future I can provide for her. Being a Gym Leader will guarantee her success and income. But I've got to fix the city. Leo can only help so much. I can't-.....I HAVE to give her a brighter future than mine."
A small silence hung between the two of them as Piers still stared off and Raihan had long since dropped his smile and his own blue eyes turned back to his friend. Fill of pity and slight worry for the rocker. Eventually after a moment his hand came up to gently grab his shoulder but Piers ignored it.
"Hey. Y'know what happened to your city wasn't your fault. Sometimes things happen that's out of our control. That doesn't mean the fingers point back to you."
"....It's funny. I've been told that a lot lately."
"Well it's true! And you're working on fixing the city. That only means people's going to come flocking back anyways. I swear once people hear the Mighty Rockstar Piers lives there you'll be having people going there just to swoon at your presence!~" Piers yelped when an arm suddenly wrapped around his shoulders just to pull him against him in a side hug. "I can see it now!" He held his hand out as he talked. "Piers, the Dark Type Musician! Babes fighting to be in your shadow and guys throwing friend requests at you just to claim brag rights! Kids looking up to you as their inspiration for years to come!"��
Piers groaned and brought a hand up to push against Raihan to let him go. Eyes rolling. "Like that would happen- ACK!!"
Raihan threw them back and forth with a smile pumping a fist into the air. "The crowds cheering your name! PIERS! PIERS!! PIERS!! HHAAAAAAHH!!! WE LOVE YOU!! YOU'RE AMAZING!! SIGN MY T-SHIRT!!"
"RAIHAN!! I GET MOTION SICKNESS-"
"THE BABES SWOONING!! OH PIERS!!~" He then started talking in a raspy poor impression of a lady's voice. Pulling Piers closer in a hug, making the man blush red in embarrassment as some of the others looked over at them now. "Oh PIERS YOU'RE SO HANDSOME!!~ PIERS PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME!!~ I WANT YOU TO SWEEP ME OFF MY FEET!~ SERENADE ME WITH YOUR MAGNIFICENT VOICE!~"
"OK!! IF I AGREE WITH YOU WILL YA LET ME GO!?"
In an instant he stopped and looked back to the red faced man and in a calm voice spoke. "Yep!"
"F-Fine! Bloody h*ll! it's n-not my fault! There. I said it!"
"I'm glad you see my point." True to his word, Raihan released his friend from his hug. And Piers quickly pushed himself away embarrassed.
"Arceus! You're bloody impossible to deal with!," he pouted.
"And yet somehow still adorably loveable!~"
"Ha! Loveable? Maybe to your fangirls."
"Not every girl though. There's one who's got it in for me I think." He paused as Piers..chuckled. And the rockstar finally sported a small smile giving him a side glance from under his bangs.
"Yes. If I remember right she left you speechless for an entire week."
...It was Raihan's turn to be embarrassed as he turned his gaze upwards much to Piers's amusement and his arm rubbed the back of his neck. "Mmm. I mean I wouldn't say 'speechless' more like confused."
"Oh?" His brow rose. "Then I 'pose when I visited you in Hammerlocke that week finding you in the cafe staring at the table like ya were studyin' for a test tryin' ta make heads or tails of what jus' happened, isn't speechless?"
Raihan opened his mouth pointing at Piers...Piers smiled wider. ..Before Raihan sighed but smiled. "Alright. Maybe I was a little speechless. But can you blame me? She's a..A bit different from the usual women I've met. She can give Bea a run for how blunt she is."
Piers nodded totally agreeing. "You got that right. The bloody lady was gonna try to make it all the way back to Hammerlocke with a dislocated shoulder jus' so her mates wouldn't be behind on their trip."
Raihan's brows rose in surprise. "Seriously?! Man. I dunno if that's stubborn or sheer determination.".....He smirked eyes half lidded at his pal. "But uh...She's a good jokester."
Piers chuckled a bit more. "Yeah...Can't remember the last time I laughed as hard as I did."
"....So you DO like her?"
"WHAT!?" Piers instantly snapped to his friend who chuckled at his reaction.
"Hey. It's ok.~ Everyone gets crushes in their lives-"
"NOT YOU TOO!" He groaned and facepalmed himself. "I don't even KNOW 'er that well! First Marnie an' now you."
"Well you did invite her out for Christmas."
"Because I felt bloody BAD that she got hurt in Spikemuth!," Piers defended himself now scowling, "Bloody heck. Y'know how I feel 'bout that."
"I know, I know." Raihan smiled at him. "I was just pulling your leg, Piers. You know I was just teasin'.~" He made that innocent oh so angelic smile and Piers hummed again. But also didn't get a chance to speak when another gym leader approached them. Neither saw Gordie opening the door to a delivery boy and bring in a to-go bag until he walked up to them and spoke.
"Hey, Raihan!" Both men looked up to Gordie who held up the bag to them as he walked forward. "The guy from the door said you ordered this."
Immediately Raihan's eyes perked up. "Oh yeah! My lunch is here!" He took the bag from Gordie with a smile. The flygon next to him taking a very keen interest at the smell. "Thanks man! I'm starving more than a snorlax after hibernation."
Piers rose a brow and watched as Raihan immediately started digging through the bag. "Food? At a time like this? We could get called out ta field any moment now and you're chosin' to stuff your face?"
Raihan shrugged pulling out a decently big container and opened it. Inside was delicious smelling curry and on top of it was a giant egg. Some kind of boiled egg curry? The flygon immediately locked it's eyes onto the egg. "Hey. You know me. I've got to keep my energy up. Besides it's cold outside. I need something in my stomach to keep me warm." He turned to Piers oblivious to the flygon reaching it's neck out. "You should get something for you too. It'll help when we battle because I'm not holding back."
Piers huffed with a half smile. "Well...I'd say I aim to win this thing. And I'll do it without dynamaxin' to help everyone in Spikemuth reclaim their pride and ta see 'em smile once again-"
"HEY!!" Raihan yelled as in a flash of green the flygon dove at his container of food and (literally-) took almost all the food with it in one big bite. The now mostly empty container was dropped to the ground from impact and both men blinked as the flygon sat back up cheeks puffed out with what WAS once Raihan's curry. Everyone sat there stunned for a moment, before the dragon tamer scowled at the pokemon. "HEY! Flygon, that was MY take out. I already gave you food with everyone else!" The pokemon gave a thrum sound in return.
....Piers blinked and slowly looked down to the small mess on the floor. "Guess he must've been hungrier then ya thought," he said kicking a lil bit of the mess from him.
"Yeah? Well he could've let me know. I would've given him seconds." he gave a scowl to the Flygon who thrummed and Piers chuckled.
-Back With The Others-
"Thanks for the food, Y/n! I haven't eaten anything all day. Nice ta 'ave something warm in me."
You smiled at Gloria. "Hey. No problem. I'm surprised you've eaten three of those. Must've been real hungry huh?"
Gloria smiled a bit embarrassed but you smiled. Wasn't her fault. You probably would've been hungry too having to just battle in the cold and focus on your pokemon most of the day. You had been trying to not fall down the rabbithole of worry with your thoughts about the unusual circumstances and focused your energy into talking and playing with some of the kids, and making Gloria some food. Which you didn't mind at all, keeps you busy. All the while Marnie had been standing at the window looking out with that narrowed eye thinking face of hers. And for good reason, but you hadn't noticed being too busy taking care of everyone there until Bede had perked up towards the window..and hummed before asking.
"Isn't that field repaired yet?"
You had looked up from Silver for a moment and blinked at him. "Huh? What makes you say that?"
He rolled his eyes but answered. "We've been sitting here for nearly two hours now!" He complained gaining the attention of everyone else who looked at him. "The next match should have started long before now!" He threw a hand towards the window. "We should we watching the Champion defending his title RIGHT THIS SECOND!!"
That made Hop look towards the window as well with a confused look. "Huh...As much as I hate to admit it, Bede's right. Piers and Raihan should've already battled by now. I wonder what's keeping them?"
"Well maybe the field is still being repaired?," you offered.
Hop shook his head. "Can't be. Field Repairs usually only take thirty or forty minutes. An hour at most if the field's really banged up and it's already been repaired.." he took a moment to pull out his phone to check the time. "...About an hour and twenty five minutes ago." He looked back towards the window again with narrowed eyes. "That's not normal unless something's wrong."
"What could have gone wrong-"
It was at THAT exact moment that that the intercom voice came back ON.
"SORRY FOR THE DELAY FOLKS!! TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES!! BUT NOW WE'RE BACK AND HERE IT IS!! THE LAST MATCH OF THE FINALS!" The crowd cheered and almost everyone sitting down stood up to immediately make a beeline to the windows and so did you. Dragon Boy verses Hot Pink? No way were you missing this! "WHO WILL EARN THE RIGHT TO CHALLENGE THE UNBEATABLE CHAMPION LEON!? WILL IT BE THE BRILLIANT ROCKSTAR PIERS!? OR WILL IT BE THE ONLY TRAINER THAT CHAMPION LEON CALLS HIS RIVAL!! THE TAMER OF DRAGONS RAIHAN!?"
The crowd roared from his announcement as the two gym leaders made their way out onto the field both their faces lit up on the screen. Both meeting each other in the middle of the field. Here we go. Icy wind blew around the two as they met at the center of the field. Electric blue eyes meeting dark ocean blue ones as both Dark and Dragon gym leaders made eye contact. Piers barely suppressed a shiver as the cold winter wind bit his pale skin and made his long hair blow around him. His neutral face meeting the smiling face of his friend. His eardrums pounding around him as crowds roared their desire to see one lose and one fail. One could easily buckle under the pressure of it all.
"Scared, Piers?"
"....Nah." He blinked tilting his head lazily to his friend. "Just takin' in the scenery is all."
Raihan felt a smile perk up on his lips. "Didn't think so. You've made it all the way here. I'm impressed. Not everyday I say that."
He chuckled before letting a smirk tug at his lips. "But there's a catch. Ain't there?"
"You know me so well.~ Leon's my rival. So I've got to first prove I'm better than you if I'm to beat him."
"Hmph.O' course-"
"And how else am I supposed to impress that Y/N lady into that dinner date I've been asking her about if I can't beat you?"
Piers paused. Blinking at the now amused smirk tugging on his lips. ".....You've asked her on a what?"
Raihan held up his hands. "Hey. You said so yourself, she's not seeing anyone. And I like her sass. So beating you might get me bonus points.~"
"Don't get so cocky, Mate. Our battle hasn't even begun."
"Then brace yourself. Because I'm coming for Leon, and I'm not holding back."
"Funny. Neither am I."
"BATTLERS PLEASE GET TO YOUR PLACES!!" At the sound of the announcer both men turn. Piers pausing to give one upwards towards the windows high above for the VIP lounge. Marnie was surely watching him. Were you too? Not that it mattered to him if you did or not..But he couldn't help but still wonder...Before he closed his eyes and continued walking towards his place in the field. "READY YOUR POKEMON!! GET SET!! BATTLE BEGIN!!"
There was no grand THUD sound when Piers pulled out his microphone to stamp to the ground in one hand and pokeball in the other! Having thrown it out as soon as the announcer said to, challenging Raihan to dare make a move against him. And the pokemon were sent out. Piers Skuntank verses Raihan's torkaol!
"LET'S START THIS OFF WITH A LIGHT TO CHASE AWAY THE DARKNESS!! DROUGHT HIGH AND PROUD!!", Raihan had yelled out immediately on sight practically roaring out his command. And in an instant the slow looking turtle pokemon immediately did as it was told. With a giant huff a tan-sandy like fog was exploded from it's back shell and spread throughout half the stadium in a bright light. Piers stared narrowed eyed at it until suddenly a bright flash of light erupted from it. The skuntank yelling out in pain from it as it's master held up an arm to it. "HOW DO YOU LIKE MY TORKOAL'S NEW MOVE!? TOOK A WHILE TO LEARN THIS ONE!! GETS THE SUNLIGHT BURNING REAL HARSH!!"
"M' all for a good spotlight! But I think I'd rather settle for a little SMOKESCREEN!!" The skuntank obeying it's master's commands opened it's mouth, and a torrent of abyss fell from it's maw.
From above you all watched as the field was covered half in lit up fog and black smoke, as if day and night was fighting against one another. It was fascinating. But there was one problem....You couldn't even see what was happening and neither could either gym leaders. How could either tell who was winning if it was either too dark or too bright for either to see? Marnie leaned in closer pressing a hand to the frosted glass as she watched closely.
"Nice counter, Piers! But you're forgetting I can still get my way through to see you! USE SOLAR BEAM TO PART THAT SMOKE!!" The barely visible torkoal gladly obeyed the command by opening it's shell and let a ball of light come thro-
"SCREECH YOUR HOPES HIGH!!" It was then that a figure shot up from right beside the turtle looking pokemon from the dirt at it's side and before it could even turn it's head an ear piercing SCREAM tore through the air! The torkaol gave some kind of yell itself of sharp pain through it's skull that was drowned out by the screech. Raihan gave a growl of pain himself both hands shooting to his own ears! "BITE!!!" Any more screaming from the torkoal was immediately cut off by fangs latching around his neck and with a swift yank the turtle pokemon was helplessly flipped onto its side. "BRING ME YOUR PREY!!"
Raihan could only see the silhouette of his torkoal through the slowly dissipating bright fog before in one swift movement it was yanked backwards back into the heavy smokescreen it had created earlier. His eyes widening to the size of plates as if the earth itself had just swallowed the both of them whole. "TORKOAL!!"
You stood there stunned as did everyone else who had witnessed the fast attacks A FREAKING SKUNTANK DID TO THAT POKEMON!! Then again...Piers had raised it well enough that thing could almost keep up with a scorbunny despite it's bulk and size. You weren't surprised it was fast and strong enough to pull a torkoal like that, but how did it sneak up on it?? It was too big to just crawl without Raihan being able to see it's shadow in the lit up fog even if it was near blinding. You all watched with baited breaths until a moment later barreling out of the slowly disappearing smokescreen came the skuntanks running on all fours like a mini furry tank and dragging along the poor torkoal on it's side as it useless flailed. It ran straight towards Piers who pointed his hand towards the nearest boundary line and with a sharp turn you had seen it use on Gloria's scorbunny, it turned hard right and barreled towards it.
"TORKOAL YOUR BACK IS TOWARDS IT!! USE SOLAR BEAM TO HIT IT IN THE SIDE!!"
Piers with his hand still outstretched gave a flick of his wrist the skuntank did a twirl and SLAMMED the torkoal down onto the ground before it could even respond to Raihan's orders, before continuing to run towards the boundary line. What they- He didn't even give the pokemon an order! How was-...Did- Did Piers train it to respond a certain way to his hand motions? Either way the skuntank ran at full speed charging towards that line before stopping and releasing it's jaws. As a result the poor turtle went round and round head over shells from the speed and throw it received flipping around and around until it finally landed on it's stomach, body half laying across the line.
"Raihan's torkoal has been thrown out of bounds! Therefore the Mighty Piers is the winner of match one of Round Four!" The crowd roared regardless of the fight you had just witnessed and you sighed. Watching as Piers once again made a motion with his hand in the universal sign of 'Come here', and watching the skuntank paddle up to it's training. Rubbing his body against Piers's leg in the way a cat would and Raihan returned his poor pokemon. "Ok folks! What a quick start to thing's but now it's time for the second match! Get your pokemon ready!" Piers also returned his skuntank, not bothering to take his eyes off Raihan.
"I'm impressed! Again!" Raihan made a finger gun towards Piers. "Wasn't expecting you to take me down so fast like that! Really caught me off guard."
"Then don't bloody leave two feet of space below your fog for us to crawl sideways under! Can't light us up if the light doesn't even touch us!"
Smirking, Raihan held up another pokeball. "Thanks for the tip. I'll be sure to work on that flaw."
"Ready!? Let the second match begin!!"
Up next was Piers's liepard against Raihan Goodra. You watched with wide eyes and baited breath as Pier's mostly directed the pokemon with single commands or hand gestures as the two pokemon battled it out. Ultimately ending with Raihan winning the second match, but it left you wondering. Most of the gym leaders and even Gloria had given their pokemon detailed attacks on what to do fully instructed meanwhile with Piers all he did was give simple commands and hand gestures that obviously by now the pokemon were trained to recognize and move accordingly too. But Piers pokemon also did things without him ordering them too. Piers hadn't ordered his skuntank to slam the torkoal on it's side the first time, and he certainly didn't order it to toss it out of bounds. Only to take it to the boundary line. Which means he deliberately allowed his pokemon the choice of doing so themselves, and they did it fully knowing Piers wouldn't make a big deal of it and frankly didn't care. Which meant two things. Either Piers didn't care what his pokemon did outside commanded moves or there was an incredible amount of trust between them to do that, and if the latter was true...Then that meant Piers was far more experienced than he lets on. But that didn't mean he wasn't having a hard time with Raihan. After all for all his cocky attitude, you had to admit he had his own unique way with his pokemon that showed his strength. And it showed in the next round as well when it was his turtonator verses Piers's malamar and completely destroyed Piers in the process. Past the third round now and so far it was Piers one Raihan two. Oh you hoped this didn't end up in another tie.
"The fourth match of Round Four is about to begin!," the announcer blared through the cheering crowds as both men readied their fourth pokeball. "Get your pokemon ready! Let the next match BEGIN!!"
In a flash of light and shadow from each of the two gym leaders the two sent out their fourth pokemon. Raihan presented his flygon and Piers a toxtricity. Raihan gave a smirk pointing to Piers. "GET READY CUZ HERE WE COME!!"
"I'm waiting to be impressed then!"
Raihan smirked at Piers's snarky remark before pointing towards the toxtricity. "Let the winds blow! STREAM FORWARD SANDSTORM!!" With a loud cry from the flying pokemon, a literal whirlwind suddenly appeared and enveloped it in a tornado of sand before the thing spread out and Piers was forced to push his hand up in front of his eyes to keep the sand from them- "BREAKING SWIPE!!" The toxtricity gave it's own yell of pain as all of a sudden the flygon as fast as lightning, DOVE towards it before doing a quick roll in air and with a sickening WHACK sound nailed the toxtricity in the head before continuing it's fast flight- "STEEL WING!!"
Piers raised a wrist as the flygon flew close to the ground, but still with some space for someone to duck, with it's wings lit up a bright silver color, headed right towards the toxtricity. The poison type stared at Piers who with his hand still raised bent it back with a yell. "VENOM DRENCH!" You all watched as fast as the flygon could fly the poison type formed a toxic ball of thick purple posion smoke into it's hands and when the flygon was close enough. BENT. BACKWARDS. Like how a rockstar would bend back doing those knee slides, the toxtricity bent backwards with it's hands throwing up and by the time the flygon realized the danger it was in. It was TOO LATE!! The toxic purple ball was thrown up and with a wet splat sound a water balloon would make, it smacked right into the flygon's face as it soar over the toxtricity. The pokemon gave a shriek of surprise and perhaps pain as it's flight faltered and slammed onto the ground. Rolling a few times before fully stopping with a finally thud.
"FLYGON GET UP-''
"GIVE IT A JAB OF YOUR PERSONAL POISON!!" With a sharp twist of it's body the toxtricity turned it's back towards the struggling Flygon who was shaking his face from being drenched in the purple goo from the venom drench, and a torrent of dark purple missiles projectized from his spines. And by the time the flygon turned towards it, it was once again too late. It gave a loud cry as the multiple projectiles slammed right into it and with a heavy thud it went down to the ground. And that's where it stayed.
"FLYGON IS UNABLE TO CONTINUE BATTLE WHICH MEANS FOURTH MATCH VICTORY GOES TO GYM LEADER PIERS!!" The crowd roared in cheers as both men returned their pokemon as the announcer still spoke. They were tied. Both winning two matches each. But the question was who would win and who would lose. "BOTH POWERFUL FORCES ARE TIED TO THE MAX!! WHO WILL REIGN SUPREME TO CHALLENGE THE CHAMPION!?" From high above in the VIP lounge you all looked on intently and excitedly to see who would win the tie. Raihan's trainers cheering their mentor's inevitable victory while Marnie held one hand firmly against the glass as she watched brother intently. You watched with wide eyes wondering who would win...but one look at Raihan told you all you needed to know. "IT'S TIME FOR THE FINAL MATCH OF ROUND FOUR!! THE VICTOR SHALL GO ON TO THE CHAMPION MATCH!! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS FOLKS!! IT'S TIME TO DYNAMAX!!"
Both men took out a final pokeball. Their final chance. Piers sent out his pokeball and in a puff of dark smoke appeared that giant badger-man looking pokemon out. The cold wind beating around him as he pointed. "Face the mighty high roar of my Obstagoon!" The pokemon roaring out from Piers's introduction of the dark type. "He'll tear through your steel like paper!"
Raihan laughed at his friend producing a pokeball himself in the cold wind. "You do realize I'm the great Raihan, right!? I'll be the one to beat Leon! So first I'll beat you and then I'll just walk away today as the new Champion!" With a single pokeball in one hand, red energy filled it to the point it suddenly surged to the size of a bowling ball in his hand. With a quick pose and smile, his rotomi phone quickly snapped a picture of the Dragon Tamer before be turned around and with a hard throw single handedly tossed the ball through the air. It soared through the cold winter sky before cracking open and out came the duraludon. The stadium, Piers, and his Obstagoon wobble from the sheer force of the roaring giant pokemon hitting the ground. Piers had to desperately cling to his mic stand just to stay standing but all would be lost with Raihan one and only command to end the battle. "MAX STEELSPIKE!!"
Blue eyes widened as the crashing of the titanium spikes shot up from the ground upon the leader's command. The ground cracking open as dirt flung high and the shiny steel reflected his terror as it struck. It a crash. Piers fell. Or more like flung back by the sheer force of the ground that shot up from under his feet. Blue eyes wide and body light, he flew a few yards into the cold air before landing down hard onto the frozen ground like a sack of brick. Crashing down with a thud and rolling a couple times before finally coming to rest on his stomach face down and unmoving. The Obstagoon suffering the same fate as it's owner flying through the air before smacking down WAY outside the boundary line. You all stood there in stunned silence as no one moved. Marnie's eyes widened to the size of plates. After a long moment of Piers being still on the screen he moved. A shaky hand slowly coming up and digging into the frozen grass of the field. Lose dirt and rubble fell from his body as he pushed himself from his stomach onto his back. Indicating he was alright. Marnie sighed in relief.
"PIERS'S OBSTAGOON HAS BEEN KNOCKED OUT OF BOUNDS!! THEREFORE THE MIGHTY RAIHAN GOES VICTORIOUS AND IS ONCE AGAIN THE ONE TO BATTLE CHAMPION LEON!!" The announcer sounded and THE. CROWD. ROARED!! You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and sighed in relief. Well that could've gone worse. After a moment, the duraludon gradually was returned to it's normal size and returned to Raihan. "THE FINAL BATTLE OF THE CHAMPION CUP IS COMING UP NEXT FOLKS!! WILL THE CHAMPION REMAIN UNBEATABLE OR WILL HIS LONG TIME RIVAL AND TOP GYM LEADER FINALLY CLAIM THE TITLE OF CHAMPION FOR HIMSELF!? STAY TUNED!! FOR NOW PLEASE CLEAR THE FIELD FOR FINAL REPAIRS!!"
With the triplets cheering for their mentor and you not noticing, Marnie slowly retracted herself from the wall and turned to the door. You didn't notice her leaving or the door closing behind her on her way to see her brother. In the meantime Raihan was racing his way across the field, going around craters in the dirt or jumping over larger pieces of rubble on his way over to Piers who had still not gotten up from his crash landing earlier. His mic stand right next to him.
"PIERS!?," he cried out half alarmed half worried as he raced over to the man. Soon dropping to his knees and blocking out any light above him. "Piers!" The rockstar was jolted into opening his eyes when Raihan's stronger grip grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him. "Hey man! Are you alright!? You went flying higher than a kite!"
"AHH!! " Piers instantly bristled as a spike of pain shot up from his other arm. His arm was brought up to his chest as his good one clutched it. A scrunched up face of gritted teeth and closed eyes met the frozen Dragon Man as Piers's body slightly curled in instinct from the pain. "NO! I'M NOT BLOODY ALRIGHT!! I THINK I HURT MY ARM!!"
Raihan was frozen for only a moment before he nodded and reacted. "Hey! Don't worry man I got you!" Piers gave another groan of pain as his friend grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him to his feet. The pain in his arm worsening with the jostling. Was this how you felt when you had gotten that dislocated shoulder? His eyes opened to peer up through the falling snow towards the window again but he didn't get the chance to wonder what was going on before Raihan started rushing him forward. "Hey. It's ok buddy. C'mon! We'll get you to medical professionals stat!"
You watched as the two gym leaders disappeared and released a breath you didn't know you were holding. "Alright. The big moment's finally here, eh?" You blinked to Hop.
Gloria nodded. "Yeah. Who do you think's gonna win?"
"I came here just to cheer on Lee Y'know. But it's not easy picking sides for some. After all, it's the show down between my big brother and his rival who's also a fan favorite. Who should I really want to win more?''
"Hop. We all know you're cheering on Leon."
Hop chuckled caught red handed. "Yeah. I guess that much is obvious. If anyone can defeat the unbeatable Champion it'll be Raihan. He is the top gym leader after all."
You nodded in understanding. That was true you guessed. By what you just witnissed Raihan was a very strong and capable gym leader. But you STILL couldn't understand why it wasn't Gloria who was going up against Leon- You thought process stopped when you felt a tugging on your pants leg, and when looking down discovered Allister was there and was holding his cup up to you again. Indicating he wanted more hot chocolate. With a sigh you graciously took it from him and decided to make him some more hot chocolate. Might as well have something to do while you wait. As the field was being repaired, the room was alive in excitement. All the kids happily chattering away pumped to see who would win. The Champion or The Top Gym leader. Both had titles deserving of their might but only one would walk away with a win. You were a bit busy making more refills of hot chocolate and a few more cups of ramen for the few kids who were still hungry. So you had your hands full playing babysitter and cook to all these guys who wanted the food. It wasn't too long a wait. The kids were sated with their full stomachs against the cold. The field was repaired. And possibly the loudest cheer you had ever heard the crowd made yet came roaring out as someone walked out onto the field. And you soon found out why.
"HEY! IT'S LEE!!" You looked up at Hop's cry and he beckoned for you to come to the window. You blinked and went over towards it again and peered down along with everyone else. And low and behold Leon was right there in the middle of the field. Standing arms crossed and smile on his face as the cold wind blew his cap and long purple hair around with the snow. Looks like you'll finally be able to see Leon after all.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND FOLKS OF ALL AGES!! I GIVE TO YOU THE GALAR REGION'S UNBEATABLE CHAMPION LEON!!" The crowd kept roaring at the announcement and you watched on. Here it was the final battle...But wait. Your face scrunched up in thought. Something wasn't making sense. Something was missing. You felt it in your gut. "THE FINAL BATTLE OF THIS YEAR'S CHAMPION CUP SHALL NOW COMMENCE!! WILL LEON REIGN SUPREME FOR ANOTHER SEASON OR WILL WE GO INTO THE NEW YEAR WITH A BRAND NEW CHAMPION!? THE FINAL MATCH WILL BE BETWEEN NONE OTHER THAN LEON HIMSELF AND ONCE AGAIN HIS LONG TIME RIVAL THE STRONGEST GYM LEADER IN GALAR!! PLEASE WELCOME GYM LEADER RAIHAN!!"
You still let your mind whirl with thoughts as Raihan made his debut out onto the field. Waving at fans and the rotomi phone floating around snapping pictures....And it was THEN you remembered eyes wide. Where was the big bad guy you were supposed to beat!? Every pokemon game had one and despite the mishap with Gloria losing, there was STILL the threat of the bad guy!! You remembered now! Before the player could battle Leon there was a bad guy you needed to defeat before earning the title of champion! But...you didn't remember who is was. Your hands shot to your head as you gritted your teeth and growled at yourself! Empty brain!! WHO WAS IT!? You had thought it was Piers at first being the leader of Team Yell and they had been causing trouble, but it wasn't then wh-.....Your eyes widened to the size of plates as you slowly turned your head back down to the field where Leon and Raihan was. ...Leon was here organizing this whole thing...But the Chairman wasn't.
".....Oh no!"
Raihan made his way back to the middle of the field without a care in the world. After all he had been here multiple times challenging Leon for the title in other Champion Cups. So he was used to this right now. The arm he had been waving going back to relax on his hip as he stopped in front of his long time rival with an amused smirk. Blue eyes meeting gold. "Waiting for me as always? Aw.~ You shouldn't have. If it makes this easier you can just leave and let me win."
The golden eyes smiled. "Hehe. As tempting as that is we both know I won't do that. I would say that I'm surprised you made it this far, but we've done this so many times it's practically a family tradition now."
Raihan lazily shrugged. "What can I say? I'm good at my job. But I will give you kudos for endorsing strong trainers. They actually gave me a challenge. By the way how is that trainer of yours? I heard you took her to the 'babysitter'."
Leon chuckled and shook his head. "Gloria's just fine. I'm proud my trainers was able to make it this far."
Raihan chuckled back before smirking. "Yeah. It was nice of you to give me a challenge. But now I think it's time for an even greater challenge don't you think?"
Leon inhaled taking a moment to shiver against the cold wind and snowflakes falling on him. "..The tense still air on the pitch and the exact opposite from the audience cheering and yelling. They're both fantastic wouldn't you say?"
"I hear ya." With a turn of his head, Raihan looked upwards towards the snow falling down and the sun setting down. In a few hours it will be the new year. Many people celebrating and watching them. "It can be easy to get distracted by it all."
"But remember the audience is also a bit cruel. They want nothing more than to see one of us lose after all. It can fill you with fear knowing that, but I absolutely love pushing past that fear! I love giving it everything I've got as a trainer and seeing my team give everything they've got to seize another victory." Raihan slowly looked from the sky and back towards Leon who smiled. "It's the greatest feeling in the world and I can't get enough of it! I can feel my partners itching with anticipation inside their pokeballs! We're going to have a real Champion Time this year!"
"...Hmph. Always had a way with words Lee. No wonder you can get a crowd going with just a speech. But I've got to let you know." he pointed finger guns at him. "I've got three kids who look up to me personally, and I promised to make them proud by finally beating you today. And let me tell you." Leon watched as those Gree-blue eyes turned slightly up towards the windows where he knew they must've been watching. "I never let my fans down. So as you're rival, you'll have to excuse me for taking that title from you."
Leon chuckled. "You can try but you're also forgetting something. I'm the Galar Region's Champion Leon! Me and Charizard and the rest of our team will use all our knowledge and experience to crush you completely, Raihan."
"Heh. I guess we'll just have to see who can out dazzle the other then." He winked. "After all how am I supposed to tease Piers if I can't make him jealous over winning that babysitter gal?~"
Leon blinked. "Oh. How is he anyways? I saw you practically carrying him off the field. The fall he took was pretty brutal."
Raihan paused for a moment blinking before sighing and shaking his head. "He seemed alright but he thinks he might've busted his arm. Took off with his little sister to the Wyndon Hospital."
Leon hummed looking a little concerned. "That's for the best. When I'm done here I'll go see if he's alright."
"You and me both. But I think for now we have another matter to settle."
Leon nodded. "The show must go on. Let's make sure to make Piers proud by putting on a good show for everyone."
"THE CHAMPION MATCH SHALL NOW BEGIN!! BATTLERS PLEASE GET TO YOUR PLACES AND READY YOUR POKEMON!!"
The two turned and began walking to their places once getting there the two most powerful trainers in Galar turning to face one another. Pokeballs in hands and the cold wind whipping the snowflakes around them both in some kind of flurry, waiting for the cue from the announcer to start the match. But that's not what they had gotten. Instead what happened was that the ground shook, which wouldn't have been too shocking considering this was a stadium made to withstand dynamaxing pokemon. But that wasn't the cause of the rubble. The ground shook like an earthquake on a sugar rush for a few but long feeling seconds, during that time both men on the field wobbled around arms flailing for balance before the earth collapsed in the middle of the field and a stream of blood red poured out of the frozen earth and into the dark sky above. Lighting the sky like some sick firework. Horror riddled across both men's faces as they stood there, as loose dirt and gravel was spewed their way from it. The harsh red light reflected in their shocked gold and blue eyes. And then among the red lights screams of panic began to scream out from the masses and the monitor turned on with a familiar face and voice.
"Hello there Leon and Raihan." Both men turned to the monitor hands over their eyes to sheild from the harsh light and just barely making out the face of none other than the Chairman hacking into the giant screen. "Just letting you know I think it's time I brought about the Darkest Day. For the sake of Galar's future of course. But I'm in a bit of a pickle. The energy released by the Darkest Day is too much for me to contain. I'm sorry it's come to this. But it's you who forced my hand Leon. You refused to listen." And then the monitor cut out-
There was a high pitched scream as soon as the red light burst out of the ground making the whole place shake and on instinct you reached out and snatched the nearest screaming child into your arms in a protective hold. Allister whimpered and locked onto you as you pulled his scared form to you. Wide eyed you stared as the red light took up everything around the field and the two men fleeing from the field as a result. You didn't notice, but Hop and the twins did. As a result the three of them fled from the room, slamming the door behind them as everyone else was too busy panicking or watching the red light in horror. AND. YOU. REMEMBERED!! During the game's final battle between the player and Leon it would be interrupted by Chairman Rose in a crazy plan to 'help' everyone by releasing the ancient evil pokemon Eternatus that would bring destruction to all! But the player and Hop manages to team up with the two dog-like legendary pokemon to combat it at Hammerlocke Stadium where the Chairman's power plant was after receiving the ancient shield and sword from Postwick!! THAT'S WHAT YOU'VE BEEN FORGETTING THIS ENTIRE TIME!! Which meant that-...Your head snapped around you at the remaining children who were there. The triplets were huddled together, Elsa had her little brothers hanging onto her looking horrified, Bede and Felix could only look on in horror at what they were seeing, and Allister clung onto you scared out of his mind. But Gloria, Hop, and Victor were GONE!! AND SO WAS MARNIE!! WHERE DID THOSE FOUR GO!? ....Oh NO- Your head whipped to the door and with Allister in your arms you RAN to the door, throwing it open to meet the sight of many, MANY league staff running up and down the halls and in and out of the many rooms around them. But no signs of any of those four missing children.
"HOP!? GLORIA!?", you yelled desperately snapping your head either way as the dread and sinking feeling in your gut sank into realization. Your arms reaching to cradle the whimpering boy in your arms. No...NO! NONONONONONO!!! THIS COULDN'T BE HAPPENING NOW! "VICTOR!! MARNIE!!"
It was no use...They were gone. On their way back to Postwick in order to get the ancient sword and shield of the fallen heroes from the Slumbering Wield then off to where ever the Chairman was. ....YOU HAD TO GO AFTER THEM!! GAME PLAY BE DARNED THEY WERE JUST KIDS!! YOU HAD TO LEAVE AND HELP THEM!! And you would've....if something hadn't held you back. The whimper in your arms snapped you back in reality..and you slowly turned back into the room. All the children were still in there terrified and crying out from the shock as the sounds of panic set in. You couldn't leave these children here alone!! With one missing and three taking off to danger was bad to see, but you couldn't just leave all the others here by themselves!! Especially since Allister refused to not let go....Which a panicked whirled mind you made a choice. You stepped back in. And closed the door. Choosing to turn around and try to calm down the frightened children...Heh. Easier said than done. With Allister refusing to let go of you, you somehow managed to herd Elsa away from the window view and sit with her brothers on the couch. Two of which were crying while another kept asking where their mother and big brother were. Poor baby. You wished you could answer his question. Once or twice one of them would try to leave but you dragged them back and told them they had to stay unless they be swept up in the chaos. You tried not to look out the windows to see hundreds of people panicking, and screaming instead ordering everyone and pulling a couple to come sit down away from the windows as well and sit on the couch. Bouncing Allister in your other hand trying to keep him calm at the same time of calming down the others. You didn't blame them for panicking and being scared, but you weren't going to just let a bunch of young kids wonder around by themselves and get swept up in the chaos. You knew where the other three were heading and by some suspicion you felt that Marnie was somewhere safe. You didn't want anyone else panicking anymore than they should've with everyone sitting on the couch you took a head count of everyone and by some Miracle everyone except for the 4 missing teenagers were accounted for. But the next few hours weren't easy. Everything blurred as the skies grew dark and the MORE and MORE anxious you became. Practically sweating buckets by the time the sky had gone completely dark. You were worried scared! Pacing back and forth in front of the door as lots of people still shouted and ran around on the outside while you bounced Allister who clung to you and assured all the other kids it would be alright. Until you almost dropped Allister when the door all of a sudden behind you open. You yelped and jumped forward, giving a yell before turning around-....And breathed a sigh of absolute relief when none other was Ms. Opal stood there. The old woman didn't look the least bit bothered as she slowly walked into the room and calmly looked around, spotting Bede's shocked expression at seeing her.
"I came for that behavioral report."
You stared at her blank faced and numb for a moment before shaking your head. "I- He's fine!" You gestured a hand. "Bede's fine! But I need to ask a favor of you." The older woman rose a brow as you, as much as you hated to, started prying Allister from you. "There's some friends of mine who might get really hurt! If I don't go after them they're going to get in big trouble! PLEASE! Will you please take care of these guys until everyone comes back? I know I shouldn't ask but-"
The older woman held up a hand. "I am more than capable to handle these children."....Well that was pretty fast. And for some reason you believed she could if she can handle Bede. She held out her hands for Allister who was whimper at you prying him away. "Hand over the boy. You've handled the roles of ours long enough."
You sighed and nodded. "Thank you. Thank you so much." You finished untangling Allister from yourself before handing him over to Opal who easily took him into her arms. "Silver!" With a chirp the shiny pokemon came running over and in an instant you swept him up into your arms and made a beeline for the door. "THANK YOU AGAIN!!" You called over your shoulder to the older woman who nodded at you're retreating form.
With Silver in your arms you RAN through the building to the elevator practically spamming the down button as people ran around you Silver under one arm until with a ding the doors closed and down you went. Your heart pumping and lungs heaving with anticipation. The hotel. You HAD to get back to the hotel. As soon as the doors opened back up you RAN past all the people especially the ones giving you looks and out the lobby and stadium doors you went. With how crowded and noisy it was outside you would've thought the world was ending. And it might thanks to that airhead Chairman! WHAT ON EARTH WAS HE THINKING!? ...Ok. You get it was the gameplay. BUT WHAT WAS HE THINKING!? You ran directly into the crowds with silver under one arm and SHOVED your way through the crowds and through the streets. You didn't care how long it took you HAD to get to that hotel!! By some miracle your brain tuned out the noises and feeling of bodies pressing against you as you swam through the crowds, and made your way through. Despite it being dark you managed to remember your way through the crowds and someone made it to the less crowdy streets where you were free to run the rest of the way through the night and towards the giant fancy hotel. You didn't stop. Even when you barged into the fancy gold lobby and startled the hotel staff. You ran straight to the elevator, hoped into it, and spammed your floor's button until the doors closed. You waited with baited breath as you went up..Until with a ding the doors opened and you flew in. The first room you checked on instinct for some reason was the room you remembered Piers and Marnie had. When checking the doorknob it was locked so you pounded on the door only to receive no answer. Which meant Marnie must've not been there. You didn't have time to dwell on that before flying to the guys' room and throwing the door open. No signs of Hop or Victor. In fact their things were gone too and the only thing left behind that they were there at all was the unmade bed. Leaving that behind, you raced to the room you shared with Gloria and threw that open as well. The same thing. Unmade bed and Gloria's things were gone indicating they had left. But your pack still laid where you left it that morning. Without hesitation you ran to it and grabbed the pack, throwing it over your shoulders as you ran back out. Good thing you packed everything away already. You HAD to get to Postwick!! Spamming the elevator back down to the ground floor, you ran up to the front desk startling the man behind it and DEMANDED to know where the train out of Wyndon was. As luck for have it, it was just a little bit past the square and near the stadium. You didn't hesitate to run back out and into the cold weather outside. Snowflakes and wind still falling from the storm clouds above. If you were lucky they might still be there having missed the afternoon train and be waiting for the night train instead. Lungs burning from the cold and tiredness you felt but your determination pushed you on until you got to the train station back through the big crowds. You were sweating, breathing heavily and Silver looked ready to pass out from the sheer stress of it all. You must've looked a shocking sight to the station master who blinked as you stumbled up to the booth he was in breathing heavily and reaching a hand out to grab the wall.
"P-PLEASE!! *GASP* When's....*wheeeeeeze* T-the next *gaaaaassp* T-TRAIN!?", you forced yourself to talk between gasps of air into your overworked lungs.
The man blinked before sputtering, "I-I- Not until morning, Miss. The night train's left almost two hours ago now."
THAT wouldn't stop you. Right then and there, you put Silver down, and reached into your pocket. Pulling out some of the last remaining money you had, you slapped it down on the counter heavily breathing still. "G-Give...*GASP* ticket-...F-For next....*gasp* one!"
The conductor did end up giving you a train ticket for the next one just a few hours away and you did NOT sleep a wink that night. Holding Silver in your arms as you sat there worried out of your mind as he fell asleep in your arms for hours, not being able to bring yourself to sleep. HOW COULD YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN THIS!? YOU REMEMBERED THE REST OF THE GAME! WHY DIDN'T YOU REMEMBER THIS BEFORE IT HAPPENED!? ..Didn't matter right now. You HAD to catch up with them. But..where was Marnie?! She wasn't with the others! You shook your head. Can't think of it now, focus on the kids you knew for a fake where they were. Hours passed and FINALLY at around six in the morning the first train of the day came in and you didn't hesitate. Rushing up despite the tired feeling in your bones jostling Silver from his slumber. You shoved your ticket into the slot on the gate ways and made your way through the open doors. Going to the nearest seat and just plopping yourself down. As if it would take off as soon as you did. And after about fifthteen more minutes the doors closed and off you went towards Postwick. Days passed as you traveled more and more by train. Resuming your routine of BARELY sleeping on the seats during the nights and just sitting, watching, worrying out the window. The same thoughts circling over and over and OVER again in your head. How could have forgotten? The one thing you should've known and you forgotten...You HAD to make sure they were ok. The silence of the train combined with your lonesome....Had it always been this quiet? Usually by now if you were with one of them Hop would go on a speech about amazing history facts or Victor would be telling you something related to his hobbies. Heck. At one point you could've sworn Gloria would be right there with a bright smile and shoving her phone in your face to watch something she found cool...You would take anything over the silence. You always had silence at home if your mother wasn't nagging you and you had come to like the silence more than her voice, but now....You would take them having a petty fight over the still silence. Your only saving grace was Silver who when he wasn't laying on the table or seat would dig in your pack for food and shove something for you to eat into your hands with a demanding chirp and would screech if you didn't eat it then and there in front of him. He may have been a pain, but at least he was your pain. You weren't sure exactly how much time had flown past since you had left Wyndon, days were blurring together, but you did notice the city turned into farmland a long time into this trip. ....That must've meant you were getting close right? Everytime you stopped and it wasn't Wedgeherst you mumbled curses under your breath and praying for the train to just GO already until it finally did. One night you just couldn't sleep. Letting your head touch the cold glass of the window, about to nod off before jolting back awake and repeating the cycle until-
"ZZZTT. Attention Passengers!," the conductor announced over the speakers to anyone left on board. "We'll be arriving at Wedgeherst Station within ten minutes. That is all."
You IMMEDIATELY STOOD WIDE AWAKE!! WEDGEHERST!! THAT WAS IT!! You once again jolted Silver awake when you abruptly grabbed him up into your arms with your pack and stood with a determined face. This was it! Maybe you'd catch them here! And how did you know it was Wedgehurst? Well the familiar town and the farm houses with flocks of wooloo the shepherds were herding in the fields as you all went past gave it away before you arrived around six in the morning at the train station. Flying off the train like a rapidash on a sugar rush! You burst into the familiar woodened stadium panting ...and looking around. Everything looked the same from the wooden floors to the man at the booth who blinked towards you rushing in.
"Attention Passengers! The morning train leaving Wedgehurst Station will depart in fifthteen minutes! Please exit or enter the train within that time. That's all!"
Fifthteen minutes. YOU ONLY HAD FIFTHTEEN MINUTES TO GET BACK ONTO THAT TRAIN AND GET TO HAMMERLOCKE BEFORE IT LEFT YOU STRANDED!! Rushing to think your head shot to the man in the booth and he jolted when you dashed up to him panting and clearly distressed!! He would know surely if a trio of teenagers got onto the train sometime before you. You stared at him hard before speaking.
"HEY! Excuse me!," you yelled despite him being right there making him blink more. Considering how small this town was and how this guy had a job here he must've been local! Which meant he would surely know who Leon's family was being semi celebs here, "I need to know if three kids ever got on this train here recently! One was a guy with purple hair! It's an emergency!"
the man didn't respond for a moment, only blinking. Before he rose a brow. "I-...Well yes recently there was a couple kids who got on."
"How long ago!?"
"I-...I d-don't know! A day..maybe a day and a half ago??"
One or two days! So you weren't that far behind them! Reaching back into your pocket, you slapped whatever money you had left on that booth. "I need a ticket for the morning train RIGHT N O W!!"
The man scared by your yelling, did indeed give you your ticket. Without looking back, you immediately used it to board back onto the train to ride it back to Hammerlocke. You weren't far behind them then! That was good! Bad news though you were still behind! Which meant you had to catch up as fast as you could! Feeling more determined, you steeled your worries to the side and pushed on. This time sleeping and eating better to keep up your strength as the train went along. Paying attention to every stop and announcement the conductor made, checking to make sure it was the right stop. OH!! WHEN YOU GOT YOUR HANDS ON THAT ROSE GUY HE WAS IN BIG BIG TROUBLE!!! The train continued on and on and your worry grew less, your angry growing in it's place. THATGUY WAS SO DEAD MEAT!! The train carried you on and on. Day after day. Night after night. Until one fateful morning when you again couldn't manage to sleep-
"Attention Passengers! The morning train will be arriving at Hammerlocke Station in ten mintues! That's all!"
HAMMERLOCKE!! THIS WAS IT!! YOUR STOP!! Standing up you immediately began walking your way over to the doors and stood there as the train rattled on. Eventually slowing to a stop coming near the city. Slowly the train came to a stop and the doors open to the cold air and the dark morning greeted you. No light to be found yet are you immediately ran out of the train and into Hammerlocke's familiar stadium. Running past you noticed the small curry place in the corner you recognized and knew! You were in Hammerlocke alright! But no one was here! Most likely because the place had been evacuated like in the game when the player arrived, only to find Raihan there-...And like in game you would also find him. Stepping out of the pokemon center, you turned in the night and booked it down the castle looking street up towards the deserted gym where you would know they would head. And you heard...Yelling? The closing you got you heard it louder. And then you saw it. DRAGON BOY!! Raihan was there! And his arms was a flailing boy no older than fourteen as the man tried to hold him back. IT WAS VICTOR!! The boy was yelling like a mad man. Tears in his light brown eyes and reaching and kicking out desperately towards the gym.
"NO!! NOOOO!!!! LET ME GO!! MY BABY SISTER'S STILL IN THERE!!," He wailed as water trickled from his eyes. "SHE'S GONNA GET HURT!! LET ME G O!!!"
"C'mon kid!," Raihan tried reasoning back trying to drag his flailing form towards the nearest entrance. "You can't go in there! It's too dangerous!"
Breathing heavily, you raced right towards them. "VICTOR!!!"
Your voice echoed all around the otherwise deserted pace as your feet slapped against the pavement heading right towards the two guys who seemed shocked to see you of all people there. Victor sniffing. "....Y-Y/n?''
Raihan nearly fell over as you harshly shoved him with one hand out of the way and GRIPPED Victor by the shoulders. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!?" You asked him as Silver caught up to you. "YOU HAD ME SCARED TO DEATH RUNNING ALL OVER THE PLACE AFTER YOU ALL!!" You looked around again...before back to the still crying boy. "....WHERE'S HOP AND GLORIA!?"
"They ran on ahead into the stadium." You snapped your head to Raihan who for once seemed as concerned and worried as you gesturing to Victor. "I tried to stop them...Honest I did. But I was only able to catch one of the the troublemakers!"
You felt your stomach drop. "WHAT!?"
"The city was evacuated when Leon got here. I'm supposed to be in there helping him but them these guys side blinded me when they rushed in! It's not safe for them here!"
That means the others were in there with- Victor blinked as you shed your back pack and SHOVED it into his hands, he blinked more as you grabbed his shoulders. "Victor. LISTEN. TO. ME!! I need you to get out of here and stay there! DO NOT ARGUE WITH ME!" You stated firmly when he opened his mouth. "I PROMISE you I'll make sure they'll come back ok! I did it for you when we traveled together, and I'll make sure it happens now. But you gotta go. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Still crying his eyes out, he nodded and you quickly patted his shoulders, "Good. Wait for Leon or someone else outside the city. I'll be back I promise. SILVER!! You STAY with him and protect him alright!" Silver gave some kind of noise before faster than Raihan could comprehend, you turned and started running away from them all.
He blinked. "H-HEY! WAIT A MINUTE!! IT'S TOO DANGEROUS TO GO IN THERE!" And he ran after your form.
You didn't stop. You already knew the way anyways! The player would go into the stadium and take that fancy elevator down into the powerplant, fight the Chairman, and then take another lift to the very top of the roof where they would find Leon and battle Eternatus! So that's EXACTLY where you went. Right into the stadium, around the corner and right up to that fancy lift. Practically spamming the down button on the thing until it dinged and the doors opened.
"HEY, SASSY!! WAIT UP A MINUTE!!" You ignored Raihan as you immediately stepped into the elevator, unfortunately he was able to catch up fast enough to jump into the lift as well just before the doors closed and with a ding noise the two of you descended. He breathed a bit shivering from the cold outside before looking around the lift...before to you're angry face staring at the doors. "H-Hey. What's up with you bursting in like this? How'd you even manage to get into Hammerlocke in the first place?!"
"I took the train!," you answered truthfully, "Guess you forgot to shut down the entrance from the station." He blinked surprised. "Look! Those kids are in trouble and you sure as heck aren't stopping me from helping them! Where's Leon?"
He held up his hands. "Hey. Take it easy there." He pointed a finger up. "He's flew in a little while ago while we were evacuating but I don't know what's been going on up there."
"You'll see soon enough."
He didn't know what that meant, and you didn't answer anymore only looking ahead as you continued down. Until another Ding noise rang out and the doors opened. You didn't even wait for him immediately running out and down the metal platform. A giant opening to the right was where you would find where the player would battle the Chairman. AND FROZE!! Almost tripping over your own feet and falling onto your face as someone came around the corner and Raihan caught up to you. You both watched wide eyed as none other than the Chairman himself casually walked around the corner like it was just another day at the office, straightening his tie! But paused seeing the both of you there. For a moment all three of you stared at one another before a sigh came from the older man who shook his head.
"I see that I'm seeing a lot of familiar faces today."
....You scowled and pointed at him walking forward. "WHERE'S HOP AND GLORIA!? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THEM!?"
Mr. Rose simply turned his head to the other elevator at the end of the hall. "I'm afraid you just missed them. You see they are on their way up to see dear Leon. Unfortunately I'm afraid they're lacking. If they couldn't get to the end of the tournament what hope would they have to help Leon?" YOUR. RAGE. B O I L E D. "Yes. I'm afraid we're all doomed."
He looked back to you. You were already walking for him when you asked where the two went, but he hadn't expected was when two smaller but strong hands GRABBED the front of his suit jacket, and with surprising strength, SLAMMED the man two the side against the wall. Which made a metal thud when he got slammed against his back, one arm forcibly laying itself across his chest to make sure he couldn't move. His light green eyes stared down at you wide eyed as did Raihan. Both men stared at you as you snarled like a beast teeth clenched.
"Listen here you stupid old man," you growled through your teeth, lowly, threatening in a way the Chairman was NOT used to seeing since he absolutely froze under your grip. "This is all YOUR fault! How dumb were you to see that this wouldn't save Galar!? That monster you unleashed will kill everyone in it's path and you decided to release it anways!?" You snapped. "IF ANY OF THOSE KIDS ARE HURT WHEN I GET UP THERE I SWEAR NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO I WILL FIND YOU AND MAKE YOU W I S H THAT ETERNATUS HAD FOUND YOU BEFORE I DID!!"
With a last shove to him, you turned and RAN down the hallway and to the elevator. Spamming the button open and hopping in. Pushing the up button for dear life until the doors closed and with a ding you started upwards. Both men stood there stunned for a long moment before the Chairman looked over at the sound of footsteps and looked over to Raihan ABSOLUTELY ANGRY at him despite the calm look he held.
"....I could threaten you more for destroying my gym, but I think her words work well enough for me."
You breathed heavily, panting in fear as the elevator took you up and up and up towards the roof. Until with another ding noise sounded and you ran out. Turning and following the red stairs up...And what you were met with stopped you in your tracks. Wind blew all around you like crazy. The roof completely destroyed. Purple storm and lightning all around you as pieces of the roof whirled. And in front of you was a battle. A battle between four pokemon and two kids all fighting a GIANT SKELETON WORM THING!! Two of the four pokemon in front of the kids dog like...And you stared. THE BATTLE AGAINST THE BIG BAD ENEMY!! This was it and you recognized those pokemon! The legendary ones from the game cases depending if you bought Pokemon Sword or Pokemon Shield. They must've been in the final stages of this battle! In the game the player and Hop battled with those two in order to capture Eternatus and then eventually win after Leon couldn't-.....LEON!? Your head whipped to the side and your eyes widened in shock at what you say. Leon's proud Charizard, hurt and knocked out laying on the ground and the Champion himself not looking too hot. Looking as if he was standing with a limp, covered in bruises and scraps and seemed to be holding his hand as he stared on horrified at what was taking place before him. CLANK!! You gave a yell and jumped away as a metal piece of the once roof finally broke lose from the wind and slammed onto the ground right next to you. THAT WAS CLOSE!! Just a few more inches and it would've completely crushed your legs! Raihan was right! This place was too dangerous for anyone to be here! ...Your head snapped up and around towards Leon, as a heavy looking piece of roof came right for his hurt form. And your eyes widened....YOU. RAN!! Right for him arms out and one goal in mind.
"LEON LOOK OUT!!"
Leon barely had time to turn his head to you before a force suddenly hit his chest strong enough to knock him out of the pathway of the falling roof piece. But replacing you with it. With no time to dodge out of the way from impact as the thing slammed into you. Pain exploding.
....And then everything went black.
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FINALLY... i've finished them
black skirt:
i used this pattern (but substituted in a rectangle skirt) and have to admit i was influenced by the adjustable skirt that kept popping up on ig/yt 😣
i had to restart once after getting 85% of the way through bc my first attempt was in the wrong size (despite double checking by making a muslin but it's a long story whatever--)
ultimately i don't think i'd make one of these again. maybe the lightweight fabric i used was just on the heavier end of lightweight, but there ends up being a lot of bulk around the waist--you end up having 6-8 layers of fabric at some points in the wrapped waistband. as someone who has the appearance of a short torso to begin with, i feel like this skirt gives me snowman proportions, but it's not like i'm going to throw it away so maybe i'll just reserve it for wearing with corset style tops
i also feel like the lace-up inner waistband was like the worst fastening method i could've chosen (the pattern offers another option that just has a simple strap across the waist that you pull tight). i went with it bc i liked the idea of it (and it was the one i'd seen in videos... sigh) but when you're tying the ribbon tightly it makes the fabric want to bunch up as the ribbon tries to pull itself into a vertical line. i started using separate ties so that instead of a single tie that goes in an x pattern, i use 3 separate ties that go vertically across, but it's just more fuss 😔
before i bought the pattern i looked at other videos for this style of skirt in general, and those look more lightweight and simple than this one. i went with this pattern bc i didn't want to fuss with winging it and thought complex & pattern-tested was better, but now i kind of wish i'd just winged it 😭
a positive though is that i actually kind of like the 18th century pockets, the center opening makes me feel like my phone won't easily fall out. it was kind of a pain to bind, but i think i'd be open to making one of these pockets again
gold skirt:
oh boy. well, first off, i basically completely reconstructed it last night bc the first version wasn't satisfactory
like okay--i knew this fabric was thick, and i didn't have enough leftover fabric from the cape for a circle skirt, so it had to be a rectangle skirt, but it's thick, so i thought it was the perfect opportunity to do some cartridge pleats, which went okay (you might notice that the pleats aren't as tight as they could be bc i really needed twice my amount of fabric, but whatever), but the reason the first version was bad was because i chose to close the skirt with an invisible zipper
(i installed two of them actually, on each side seam, one for the closure and one for a pocket)
after i installed the first one i was like oof wow it's kind of tough to pull down, because it's catching on the fabric, because it's a brocade fabric with a lot of texture on top, which kept getting in the way of the invisible zipper. this was a red flag, and installing the zipper was the very first step i took. i should have stopped here.
BUT NO, i was optimistic! "the zipper will learn to move more smoothly as it wears down those bumps in the way!" i added a second zipper, kept sewing, finished the whole thing (minus the hem, i only did that partway, but it was wearable), and i cut my one continuous strip of fabric for the waistband into two halves (one front one back, joining at the sides) so that it could split to let me access the side closure. i wore it a couple times... but the zipper haunted me.
(--and so did the waistband, really. it was a really clumsy design i'd kinda rushed through, and didn't look or function well at all)
fast forward to yesterday, and i redid the whole thing (minus the hem, which is still wip-but-wearable). i took out both zippers, closed up the sides, and added a slit on the back to line with grommets instead. i tore open the halved waistband and sewed it back together into one continuous piece (which is what i began with before i cut into it for the first iteration, so knowing i could've avoided adding seams to it was painful), and added grommets to that too. added a quick modesty panel, laced it up with ribbon, and... sigh. finally. i can be at peace
my hands and nails still hurt from finishing it all last night though 😭 there's like 22 grommets total, and my installation process was painful for my nails... basically i poked each hole with an awl, and forced each grommet piece into it before setting the grommet with a machine (the lever arm kind, which i'm glad i got because if i had to hammer each one of these suckers in i would die). forcing the grommet into the fabric to begin with was the hard part, i strained my nails so much on it 😭 and then of course my fingertips were sore from all the hand stitching i had to do for the cartridge pleats, both making them and securing them to the skirt. SIGH... i really should get one of those rubber fingertip thingys for sewing sometime
there are still aspects abt the skirt i'm not quite satisfied with, but they kind of boil down to "i should've used a different fabric," so ultimately for what i had to work with, i'm happy with the skirt!
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i got this pretty golden cotton blend brocade 🥰 i was going to make it into a high-low cape but now i'm thinking of just making it a short cape so i can make the rest into something else. i only have 4 yards though since it was pre-cut :'(
i also got this black cotton fabric with a design on the border which i'm planning to turn into a skirt! due to misreading the yardage needed i maaay not have bought enough to use the pattern i wanted to, but i'm gonna see if i can rework it a little >:) worst case scenario i'll just have to go back and buy a little more
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Last years I showed you some tips about glamour events
& now I will show you some tips and secrets you can use it in the collection events
I know that some players know alot about those tips but also there are player are not, & I will be happy to help them.
I will talk about advice for free & new player
& there is will be another advice for rich player or who planning to use alot of money on specific collection event..
Let's start
Free players tips:
Save your every single ticket
Don't use them for anything else expect this event, I will tell u why next :)
Every time you do love challenge you will get 3 + 5 hearts
in the first five chapter of every route you choose there will be love challenge, so every day you change the route during the event you will get 8 hearts daily, and that will increase more during love story challenge
So in the big collection event ( 3X lucky story time) you will get 24 hearts, after that change the route and use 5 tickets u saved before so u can repeat the love challenge again and take other 24 hearts,
Buy hearts with gold
It's will cost u about 2000 gold for 1 heart, you can buy just 10 hearts daily
So make sure to buy it every day
Note: you can collect gold from greeting friends and from castle gacha
You can use 10 free tickets in aday for lucky story time
Remember that cybird release 5 free tickets at 11 am pst, so in the LST ( lucky story time) use your free tickets before 11 am and after 11 am pst they will give you another 5 free tickets, use them before the LST end
and that how u get more hearts
Don't forget to Set ur alarm according to ur time zone
U can do Princess lesson every 5 hours so make sure ur princess lesson is full before lucky lesson start and set ur alarm after 5 hour so u can do it again before lucky lesson ended.
Rich player tips:
Buy all the value sets, experts the one with 500 coins,
Purchase the rest ( u can use every one for 3 times , expert 100 coins just for one time)
If you wamt to be in ranking, u have to focus on two things - chapter tickets - coins hearts -
Listen carefully I have secrets can change ur life XD.
As I tald before use tickets in LST
for u as ranking player, it's will take time to finish 5 ch, between 1.30 - 2 minutes every ch.
There is app can help u called auto click
It's will save ur poor finger from becoming red after pressing very hard XD
It's can can make u finish 1 ch in one minute,
This app have nothing related to hack
It's just can be ur super fast finger, nothing more,
when u use it u dont take anything from cybird,,
u pay for everything (u pay for tickets, value sets, hearts, coins...) & trust me, the more u use this app the more u spend more money on cybird
U can find the app on app store it's have other differences names, make sure to find the one that match ur phone bc some of it can make the game pause if ur phone have alot of used space
Some of phones can freeze for minutes if u use app to hight for ur phone, so make sure to chose the number of milliseconds can match ur device, not too slow and not too fast, it's will take time to know the best one for u, or u can pay for premiums, it's better
Every time u change the route make sure not to choose the routes that have sasuke explain to u how to play the game,, that will take time from u, and remember every second is important
Also choose the routes that be shorter
Be aware that click assistant can't help u in every thing,, it's will help u just to finish route
U have to put attention on ur internet speed, for me I used my phone data instead of wifi during the LST time, so I can move fast and don't have problems with loading every time I press a button.
If there is a collection event that give attire for ranking 1# and u would die to take it, just listen carefully..
Don't let the competitors know how many hearts you have
Just buy hearts and hide it's in your present box, don't use alot of hearts on ur warlord to make player 1# feel save about his amount of hearts
And then before 10 minutes from the event end
PAAAM surprise them all and use every heart u save, the other player will not have the time to reach ur number bc it's the last 10 minutes
That's my evil plan OwO
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Just be careful and don't do my mistake, I remember one day I bought every heart I could, to save it to the last 10 minutes
I set my alarm to that, so before 10 minutes from the event end I have checked my phone and there was no internet, it was an error
I was like O.o, sadly the company tooks half an hour to fix the,problem, it's was too late for the event and I lost my hearts QAQ
From that day I learned to use my saving hearts first every time I set my alarm for LST, then I start to use my tickets, so if every think happened during LST I'll have the time to do something about it.
Just be careful as well, it might happen to u as will, and facing other problem before the event end.
Also u can collect hearts from love challenge and don't use them on ur warlord right away
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If u plan to use more than 5k hearts and u want to save it to the last make sure to use it before the last 10 minutes bc it's will take time to use them all and I'm afraid that 10 minutes would be not enough for u specially if ur internet is slow sometimes..
Why it's always 10 minutes??
bc the game make updates to the ranking member every 10 minutes,, and ur rival can see the mount u spend, so she can be a stip ahead of u,,
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If u was busy with ur job or school or business like me and really want to rank in the event but don't have the time to play daily,
choose the the biggest lucky story time and spend every thing on it..
& pray that no one will take ur place at ranking XD..
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sorry for my typo,, English is not my first language :(
the last thing is I want to share my experiences with you :D
last year when I was playing the event and suddenly the game pause in the time I was in the event page,, every time I press something the game was giving me hearts,, I was like what the heck XD, I deleted the game and download it again but still doesn't work, the most bad thing that I couldn't play the routes it's just pause, I wrote to cybird about that error, happily the game fixed after the update but the route that I was in restart itself XD
So if anything happened in the game during the events or not,, remember it's not ur fault it's cybird fault OwO, and it's will be fixed the next updated,
That was all my advices for u I hope it's be helpful for u
if u have tips I didn't mention or any experiences u want to share pls comment below so u could help the other players,
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Dinrenan Origin
It took me ages to finish it all together, I had to rewrite it because the file on my computer got corrupted or something! Go and restart, then it did not save. So I opted to write on my phone and send it all to my discord server where I keep all my stuff, texts included, ported it to Drive and tadah! here you have it!
WARNING! This chapter contains: Mental torture (implied), physical torture (implied), mention of torture and blood, cannibalism, child poisoning and death. And Bad english grammar in some parts.
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Sylaise had many children, but none of them survived, no matter how hard she tried to keep them alive. Until one did, a daughter, this one survived longer than any of her children and reached the age of 6 before passing out due to poisoning, the goddess found out pretty soon who it was, Hellathren, the child's slave and keeper while the Goddess had duties to attend to. The girl died in her sleep and Sylaise was devastated, no matter how much she tried to reach for the weakening spirit still inside her body. In desperation she went to the one who could help her, Falon'din, who did not know of the girl's existence, nor did the other Evanuris, they just assumed that the last child was dead, like the others. But this one had been the child she and June always wished for, and they tried many times to make any of them live enough after their first breath, and when this one made it, it was taken from them. Falon'din agreed to help the Goddess out, but made no promises of his success; he also needed to confront Ghilan'nain and his brother, Dirthamen, if he wanted to succeed. The young Goddess accepted to help, although not knowing for what she agreed to, and gave Dirthamen the knowledge he needed. Dirthamen on his part modified that knowledge, for it had flaws, and made it perfect if applied in the right way, if not the child would turn into something like one of Ghilan'nain's new experimental creatures, a beast with horns and grey skin, good only to fight like a rabid beast and nothing else.
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Sylaise wanted to join the other Gods in this ritual while June simply mourned the loss by locking himself in the chamber they both shared, but the woman wasn't going to give up on either her Husband or child, there was still something that could be done and when Falon'din asked for blood, she gave it. She gave the traitorous woman who poisoned her daughter to Falon'din, for she had to live till the day of the ritual, then came the blood of her High Dragon Guardian, its unhatched eggs, and a vial containing her own blood. Falon'din chose the location, an underground temple he used to his own pleasure, few loyal slaves were permitted to stay there but mostly spirits roamed its dark and dreary walls.
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When the time came only Falon'din was in the chamber, the high dragon throat was slit open to permit the blood to flow in the little canals carved on the floor and slide in the well, previously filled by a fountain figuring an owl, that was now empty of the stone structure and the child's body lay limp on the tiles. He had fun carving his markings on Sylaise traitorous slave, the blood still pouring from them was steadily forming streams in the canals and mixing with the High Dragon's Blood, filling up the empty space at the center, reaching the corpse.
He could feel the power held in the blood, and how it sought to enter the child's body, an empty shell perfect to host it and flow again, live again, it needed a spell to adjust itself and Falon’din was working on it when something started to go wrong. The Dragon's body began to spasm violently when the child's body got fully enveloped by the blood and the beast’s heart came out from its throat like it had regurgitated it from its place. The heart was big and pulsating, Falon'din lost his focus on the well and the spell broke loose, making the God hit the nearest wall, it was a moment before it all happened. The child's body began floating in the air, at the center of the pool, the heart was shrinking and reshaping itself while where once the High Dragon's and Slave's body laid, only a pile of bones could be seen now. The eggs that were placed on a corner started to explode, masses of blood, meat and scales flew towards the heart, now shrunk to a chest sized living organ, and with a stupor the God saw as all those materials started to mold over together and create a round shape, an orb. A blinding light had him covering his eyes, his ears could hear the screams of agony coming from the girl, he didn't move an inch, fearing that the sentient being, whatever it was, would strike him. And strike him it did, a stream of blood resembling a hand reached for him while he was still blind due to the light but heard the air moving, he reacted and tried to defend himself, only to be cut in the process, that did the trick, a thick line of blood got absorbed by the shaped blood claws and it all disappeared, like a spirit who lost its interest in him.
With slow movements, he rose up, dusted his clothes and advanced toward the Well. It was now void of blood and the orb was nowhere to be seen but the child was there, sitting on the floor and fixing him down with void glassy eyes, they were violet mixed with blue gems filled with nothing but despair in them. He swore he could feel his heart feel something resembling fascination, his brother and him were always curious after all. Some sentinels felt the blast and came bursting through the door to make sure nothing was attacking their lord, when they noticed the girl they all fell silent, for they could feel their Master magic radiating from her.
"Take her, my part is done" He decided to ignore the little pang his heart did but noticed the sentinels didn't move an inch when the girl simply turned towards them, staring at them this time, and with a scoff, Falon'din used his magic to make the girl float out of her 'nest' and right in front of the sentinels, they refused still to lay a hand on the girl, his temper wasn't known to last long, especially not after something came after his blood.
"Did I stutter?" He was now getting angry, he gave a simple order, were these loyal sentinels of his gone dead? He just marched towards them, took the girl in his arms, and walked off, if they weren't going to obey simple orders, he was going to do it himself. The girl did not speak during the whole time and was focusing her eyes on him again, he had to speak with his brother and focused himself on the task of reaching Dirthamens's room before a new day started. The child was not his problem to deal with anymore, or so he thought.
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Sylaise received the child at the doorstep of her chamber situated in one of Elgar'nan palaces, the man had some territory issues to talk about, little did she care when she saw the girl. The two guards that accompanied her were Dirthamens's and she gestured them away while letting the girl inside, but something was off, she couldn't feel the same energy as before like it was replaced by something else.
"My girl...how do you feel?" her voice was trembling, she feared the worst and when the girl turned to look at the mother, glassy eyes was all she could see, the same eyes her brothers and sisters shared when the Goddess tried to revive them, something tore inside her once again, another failure. But with grief came rage, if the girl was nothing more than a useless shell there was no space for her love, but in reaching her the Goddess got stuck to the floor and no matter how much she tried to free herself, what kept Sylaise on the spot wasn't ice, no, it was too solid and transparent, she was being held by thick crystal.
"Mother" was a feeble little word that made the Goddess stop her struggling, if the girl spoke then it wasn't too late, she could still make her regain full consciousness, the crystal cage disappeared as soon as the rage inside her did, and the girl was between her mother's arms in a moment, not that the girl seemed to care, she just stayed motionless.
"It will be alright, I will make this right"
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But the child had to remain a secret to the other Evanuris, Ghilan’nain did not know what her knowledge was used for, Dirthamen just told her he was seeking new knowledge and the Twins had little care for the existence of the girl as far as Sylaise knew. June was happy and relieved to see his daughter breathe again and held her body gently between him and Sylaise that night, fearing she would disappear in a cloud of smoke.
The day after, all the discussions were done, Falon'din and Elgar'nan had a disagreement, Sylaise cared little, she was ready to walk in her and June's room, take the child and go home, Her husband had made a little piece of jewelry for the girl, to hide her aura and give the illusion she was indeed a grown child, not even a teen yet, but enough to be used as a maid to the Goddess, and since there seemed a fight was to come, she wanted her daughter by her side if things got to the point of fleeing.
When Falon'din’s knight died both parents were ready to leave, their presence was requested no more, June gave a little look to his daughter, only to find her walking towards the fallen elf and with a firm voice, he called her, hoping she would obey.
"Maid, you are not supposed to leave your Mistress side " with those words Sylaise turned as well and tried to not panic in front of the others.
"It seems like this one does not listen to you, what family did you say she comes from?" was Andruil sneering comment, she always hated how Sylaise went around with a noble's kid always at her side, just to feel like a mother, she told the huntress a long time ago, Andruil did not understand the other and simply scoffed at whoever child Sylaise put her claws on every decade. The girl, in the meantime, had approached the elf lying there, Elgar'nan's knight looking down at her like she was a pile of dragon dung, but little did she care, she just knelt beside the dying elf, she could feel the regret for something inside him, and his life slowly fading, the elf wasn't dead yet and so she did the only thing she remembered made her mother relax. She started to sing while cleaning his face from the blood, his eyes focused on hers and his ears focused on her voice, he suddenly wasn't scared to close his eyes anymore, and for a moment he felt peace in the arms of someone so young willing to help a dying man finding his last breath, he hoped the best for the girl and wished that her life wouldn't end in slavery. When he finally went limp, the girl smiled sadly down at the pale face in her lap.
A soft hand reached for her and in a second she was on her feet, Falon'din himself was dragging her away while the other Gods were stunned, except for Elgar'nan, who smiled coyly at the other. Mythal simply shook her head, Sylaise and June froze on the spot, the Goddess didn't dare to reach for her daughter and June knew better than to go against Falon'din, so kept both hands on his wife's shoulders, to stop her from moving if she tried.
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When the Eluvian closed behind them the girl had no trouble adjusting her eyes to the dark corridor they arrived in but had to look down when Falon'din turned to speak with her.
"Do you have a name?" His voice was a mix between cold and veiled amusement and on her part, the girl did not know, she never had a name for all she knew, her mother and father only called her with nicknames and Hellathren called her young Master, so she simply shook her head and subtly looked up, the God was smiling. He noticed right away the glossy emptiness had left her eyes, that meant she had regained her will to live. Then came the rational thought, such being could help him, and since she was so young he could easily use her as he pleased, he needed her voice, with the future wars to come the girl would be a valid asset. He had to deal with some problems, the girl's parents for a start, but he had time.
"Then welcome home, first off, remove that thing around your neck, I will ask June to make another one and I will infuse it with my own spell...and burn those clothes, you are not going back to your lifegiver anytime soon" with that he started to walk and the girl diligently followed him, not looking at anyone, she simply stared at the head of the God, or well, at his black long hair. After a short walk, they reached a throne room full of slaves and sentinels, there were some tables as well filled with Nobles who whispered between themselves as the God walked toward his throne, the girl still in tow. When he reached the throne the girl had stopped at the steps, not sure what to do with herself, she could smell the meat on the tables and something inside her stirred, her mouth started to salivate and she gulped, fixing her eyes on the clean floor, she had to stop that urge of biting and chewing, although something disagreed inside her. Falon’din saw as to how the girl tensed at the smell in the air and made a gesture towards one of the sentinels, he ordered that one chamber was to be made for the girl as well as a cell in the dungeon, near one where enemies were left to slowly fade away, only then he spoke aloud, to let everyone in the room listen to his claim.
"Let this be a joyful moment, for a new member joins my court, my loyal friends, I present to you my future High Priestess, Dinrenan!" with a smile he gestured with one hand towards her form, and she understood that he just gave her a name. All around the nobles all started to clap loudly, it was unusual for Falon'din to have a new member joining his court, more so if said member was no more than a child in their eyes. The feast was going to be that same night, Dinrenan was escorted to her room by Falon'din himself and whispers started to spread all around, thanks to the working slaves that saw them. Could she be the Master's daughter? Was she some powerful spirit that chose to form a body? What was her purpose? She had a scary look.
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Her life was a simple one to the eyes of the people, singing when people died during a battle, for Uthenera, for the Gods, singing for the future to come, to mourn the lost, nothing more and nothing less. What they didn't know was that Dirthamen started to train the girl, under the permission of his brother, and discovered soon after her strengths and weaknesses. Unlike her mother, she wasn't a powerful healer, but more like a crafter, like her father. She had the ability to shapeshift in every living creature as long as she saw it first, and he tested that in every way possible. He had locked her in a black cell filled with people who couldn't give him any more knowledge, and he couldn't turn them into slaves, they were no use to him until he decided to starve the girl and see how she would survive. Survive she did, when the elf chose to reopen the dungeon, five months later, all he could smell were the rotten flesh of the decaying corpses and almost dry blood, it didn't take him much to scan the room: on the far corner were all white bones, near them there seemed to be a tall crystal bowl of what he could only assume to be wastes, even although the room didn't smell like them. He saw on how there was a pile of ragged clothes forming a nest of sorts, and on top of that body parts with flesh still on them, but Dinrenan was nowhere to be seen, then his gaze checked the walls and she was there, hiding in the darker corner where the light did not arrive, she seemed to be one with the wall, he could only spot her because of her blue and violet glowing eyes roaming his form like he was her next prey. Only once she stepped towards him he noticed that she had discarded the jewelry Falon'din made June craft for her and she turned back to her true size and looks, a girl of 6 years old covered in dry blood, with nothing but rags and sharp teeth shining in the feeble light, then he noticed the crown of horns on her head.
“I see, to survive you gave in to your dragon instincts...I won’t let you go out of this place until you return to your...civilized state, I thought this could happen...but it won't be a problem, you will have to stay with me for at least another three months, do you understand me?" he wasn’t going to let a feral thing run through his temple, she would burn everything down if the chance was given to her.
The girl did understand him, but at the moment she wasn't totally sure how to react to his presence, a part of her wanted to attack him, tear his limbs apart and drink his blood to satisfy her bloodlust, the other part, the rational and weak one, wanted nothing more than to beg him to let her out, to let her wash herself of the dry blood. As if sensing her intentions Dirthamen smiled coldly at her, his yellow and purple eyes shining in the dark.
"You won't get out of here unless you turn back, young one. My brother will be pleased in knowing he just has to starve you before locking you up with those who refuse to worship him..." he saw as she nodded slowly and the horns on her head faded away. She wanted to speak, to let him know she wasn't feral at all, not yet, the last meal had enough meat on his bones to fulfill her hunger, for the moment being.
"Food" it's all that she managed to say before walking, more like stumbling, towards the black-haired man, who at the sight felt a little guilty and disgusted, that was not something he was used to, the guilt. Only when he looked away from the creature, he saw the spirits in the cell, spirits of mercy, pity, hunger, and shame, they all stayed in the near corner where he stood, with grey colors as to not be seen by him got curious.
"How long before she killed you?" He asked them but it seemed like they did not want to answer, no one spoke aloud, they only stared at the girl and refused to answer the God, which meant he wouldn't get a straight answer from them, but Dinrenan spoke before falling on her knees and arms.
"I...I sang, I sang to them, to reassure them nothing was going to happen...and some of them refused to wake up...so...I...I..." she couldn't say it, Dirthamen saw on how the girl struggled to get the words out of her mouth, he only scoffed and turned around, leaving the door open, the girl was no threat once her instincts died down and so she was free to leave, he had a guest to attend to after all, and it wouldn't be kind to let him wait. The girl did not understand, she looked at the spirits and they all walked towards her sides, patting her on the back and on her head, she gave them the mercy they requested, to listen to her voice and never wake up again. With a sniff, the girl picked up the broken necklace she destroyed in a fit of rage and walked toward her so-called freedom, as long as she behaved normally and didn't give in to her dragon instincts Dirthamen had no interest in keeping her secluded. Step after step she found herself walking in the shadows to avoid the slaves and sentinels till she reached her room, but someone was already waiting for her, one of Falon'din noble sentinels that years later would still protect her from herself and keep her memory in order to protect her until the day she was ready to face them.
His name was Dinlin.
Someone that years later she would call Pity. -----------
Took me long enough to finish this! I started with a picture and ended up with another, the end picture is somewhat decent while the first I made included more bones, blood, and all happy stuff. Had to cut some parts as well, a friend of mine that read it threw up her dinner, so I choose to cut the Slave Carving, remove the reason as to why Hellathren did what she did (It will be explained in Dirthrenan "Blood relationship" with Dinrenan), the other funny exercises Dirthamen put her through and along the way I got carried away and put Dinlin in it as well...so, for the most part, now you know who Dinrenan's parent are!
#Dragon age#Dragon age Inquisition#Dinrenan#Evanuris#Sylaise#June#falon'din#dirthamen#heed the warnings#I warned you#Dinlin#My art#My writing#Dinrenan Origin
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so, just so that everyone is on the same page, you made this response before this...
(a thumbnail that highly implies that someone will be dying next episode) or this...
(a tweet which confirms that the reason for any "unused" elements was due to burnout and that the next episode will be the last of the chapter) came out.
while this alone essentially mandates that only Ace can be the culprit at this point, i won't use this to rebut against you, because you didn't have this information at the point that you responded to me. however, even without it, i still disagree with your claim that "it doesn't make sense."
i have, in fact, read your theories, Joe. and while i don't agree that the explanation is "perfect," i agree that it is a strong, solid theory, with a lot of good explanations and points of intrigue. similarly, i believe that you are a smart and capable theorist. however, just because you made a good theory does not mean that you have the correct theory.
i've made an analogy similar to this before, but let's bring it back in honor of our favorite jockey: imagine that solving the Chapter 2 Trial is a horse race. before the race begins, you can bet on any one of the horses in the race due to their physical traits, the personalities of the riders, or just your gut instinct. before the race begins-- AKA, before Chapter 2 restarted-- it is not a dumb idea to bet on any of the horses. because any of them have a chance of winning! you might perceive some as the favorites to win, but because the race hasn't happened yet, any horse has a possibility to win. there's no losing in making a theory.
however, once the race kicks off, you have to start taking into account the actual reality of the race. if one horse gets spooked and veers off course, there is no longer a chance that that horse will win, no matter how promising they seemed pre-season.
you concocted a very compelling story of the race in which the Eden horse won. in some reality, it could very easily have been correct. however, in our reality, we've made it to the finish line, and Ace was the one to break that ribbon. just because your theory was a possibility doesn't mean that it's the possibility DRDTdev chose.
furthermore, i don't believe that your theories are as "perfect" as you claim them to be.
About David
in your theory, you say that because David must have seen the body (due to saying that he did so in bold and gold text), the only way for this to have been possible is for the conversation between David and Arei to have happened on an earlier day. however, i'm much more inclined to believe that David used a shiny yellow effect to promote his lie than that everything we've been told physically about the circumstances of both Arei and David's conversation and the morning of the Body Discovery Announcement are wrong.
your theory claims that Arei was killed on the night of Day 7 such that she wouldn't be alive at that day's lunch. this would mean that Arei bullying Eden, Arturo threatening Eden, Eden witnessing Ace almost dying, and Eden deciding to kill Arei would all happen within the same 24 hour window. for Eden, that's an insane emotional turnaround.
i think you're still claiming that Ace lied about the day on which he overheard the conversation so that people would think he's brave for going back to the Gym the day after Nico attempted to kill him in there? if so, when his back is up against the wall to the degree that Teruko has Closing Argument-ed his ass, why would he not at least try to tell the truth?
if the conversation that David and Arei had was a day earlier, don't you think that David would have been more likely to go looking for Arei on Day 7, on which, in your theory, she would already be dead? i find it much more likely that everyone would more or less ignore Arei on Day 7 when they all think she's just a mean bitch than that David would ignore Arei after she just made that huge promise with him.
those are just the first semi-flaws that i thought of, but the general gist of the idea is that you can't call David having seen the body before 8:00 AM on Day 8 "evidence" when him having seen the body at all is just something that you determined to be true to support your theory.
Eden Dressing Up As Arei
you say all of this as if you haven't read my theories. i've given a perfect explanation as to why there are too many holes to reasonably believe that anyone could have dressed up as Arei. let's not simply disregard that, ya?
anyways, if you're encouraging people to believe that DRDT is a work of fiction, so as long as there's plenty of evidence to suggest something, that means it's possible, then i would think that same logic should extend back you believing that Ace can be the culprit as well. there's an entire episode's worth of evidence that suggests that he committed the crime, including a literal confession. any "holes" in the crime would be explained away using that same "fiction" rationale.
The Turpentine
once again, i feel you're submitting hypotheticals that are personally convenient to you as "evidence" just because it's believable that it could have happened. to be clear, there's nothing wrong with that in the abstract-- sometimes solving a mystery might require a leap of faith, or putting together background details that might not otherwise seem linked.
however, i also hope that pointing this out can help you understand how "it is possible that Nico left the bottle of turpentine in the Dress-Up Room to frame Hu (and then lied about keeping it in their room), and then, through an incredible coincidence, Eden managed to find it on the same night that she would crucially need it for her murder plan" doesn't sound particularly convincing to most people. especially after we've already seen the "Trial Close" graphic.
Class Trial Pacing
this is another point on the level of assessing the Trial where it is now as opposed to where it could have gone back when we were still in hiatus land. for your theory to be the truth, here are some of the things that we would still have to go over and update for a new blackened:
Nico lying about leaving the turpentine in the Dressing Room
The timing of Arei and David talking in the Relaxation Room with Ace listening in -> Nico attacking Ace -> Arei and David leaving the second floor without seeing Ace getting attacked or running into Eden or Teruko -> finding Ace's body in the Gym -> everyone leaving the Gym and going down to the dorms (including Eden), also confirming that Levi is potentially awake -> Eden going back to the Dress-Up Room to grab the turpentine after passing on it the first time (and also Teruko didn't see it there either); or otherwise going there for no particular reason only to find that the turpentine is magically there -> She also puts the ball of clothes in the Relaxation Room somewhere in there. the entire "Ace in the Gym" segment happens after MonoTV declares it to be 10 PM, btw. (note the time stamps)
AKA, Arei and David must have been talking in the Relaxation Room before it closed, AKA, before 10:00 PM. Ace, therefore, under your theory, was attacked by Nico with the turpentine before 10:00 PM. however, unless Nico put the turpentine back in the Dress-Up Room, like, before attempting the actual kill on Ace (???), Eden must have taken the turpentine after 10:00 PM. however, she would have needed to put the clothes in the Relaxation Room before 10. so, she put the clothes in the Relaxation Room to starch them before she even knew that she would have turpentine??? why would she possibly be thinking about "ways to not scratch up the ground that much" when she was still missing the piece of "how i'm going to knock Arei out"???
sorry, got distracted on that one. anyways:
why Ace was lying about the timing of the conversation, and why he didn't bring it up until now
why David went along with this lie (probably to throw the Trial off the rails, but they still have to discuss that)
your entire alternative murder method
how starch can be used on plants and how Eden pulled that off
reminding everyone that Arei was quiet at breakfast
how Eden could have donned this disguise using skills she has never been hinted to have (makeup, hair, possibly vocal impressions)
Eden's alibi and the benefits of making it seem like Arei was alive during the afternoon
David's reasoning for hanging Arei's body and laying out the fish
there might be other stuff, but i'm getting kind of lost in the sauce. at any rate, these are all things that we would need to explain post closing argument and confession in order for this theory to be correct and make sense for the viewing audience who may have never heard this logic before.
according to this playlist, the average Class Trial length in THH was 99.6 minutes, or 1 hour and 39 minutes. (all calculations are made not including Trial 6.) the average Class Trial length in SDR2 was 159.4 minutes, or 2 hours and 39 minutes. the average Class Trial length in v3 was 190 minutes, or 3 hours and 10 minutes.
and, hell, let's compare to some other fangans. the average SDRA2 trial was 158 minutes, or 2 hours and 38 minutes (Chapter 3 is a outlier at 275 minutes by over 100 minutes). the average Redemptionronpa deadly life (including investigation and post-trial) was 77.2 minutes, or 1 hour and 17 minutes. DR: Blowback, though it only had two trials, comes in at an average of 141.5 minutes, or 2 hours and 21 minutes. DRDT Chapter 1 itself had a trial length of 99 minutes, or 1 hour and 39 minutes.
DRDT Chapter 2's Trial has already elapsed 233 minutes, or 3 hours and 53 minutes. this makes it longer than the average Class Trial from any of those 6 games, and, in fact, longer than EVERY non-Chapter 6 Class Trial from these games other than SDRA2 Case 3. therefore, it was unreasonable at this point to think that the Trial would continue on for long enough to go through all of the points that i listed above, even before DRDTdev's admission that next episode will be the last of the chapter.
Signs of Strangulation
But here's the thing... Teruko claimed that aside from a broken neck and red marks on her wrists, there was nothing else noteworthy about her body. So tell me, how the heck were we supposed to deduce that Ace did it and solve the murder? Short answer : we can't solve it without some kinda of information that would indicate some form of strangulation.
this is what Arturo said (before Teruko made her claims) upon Veronika's prompting.
from the way he phrases this, it makes it sound like he can't be sure if there's strangulation or not, because the broken neck supersedes that.
neither he nor Teruko ever directly says "there are no signs of strangulation." at least in this scene. if you were referring to another point in time, please provide a link or screenshot to what you meant.
i get what you're saying about wanting to see more evidence about the strangulation in order to pin Ace. however, i would say that "Ace strangled Arei and no marks were left behind because they were covered up by the hanging" and "Eden used the turpentine which Nico happened to leave behind (and did not tell us before the Trial began) and she happened to find" are about equal levels of "guessable before the Trial." your Eden theory, as you currently have it, doesn't really explain the situation any better, so i don't believe this argument holds much weight.
look, i get it's disappointing to be wrong. but at some point, you have to accept the reality of the situation, and realize that the train has veered too far off the tracks for even any perfectly plausible theories about Eden being the culprit to be correct at this point. i hope this mini-rebuttal communicated that point well.
please remember that, just because i disagree with you, i'm not looking down on your abilities or saying that you never had a leg to stand on. i just want to explain where i and many others are coming from, and give you an honest response regarding your critiques of what i said.
thank you for theorizing with us throughout this hiatus, badjoe, and i hope that whenever the next chapter comes out, we'll be able to discuss it together.(/gen)
see ya Friday! :)
the way people are theorising a million ways it could possibly not be ace.... guys i think its over.... ace confessed already... the glove may still be missing and the scuffs may not be directly explained but teruko said that not everything has to be completely known (maybe it'll be like the note and be relevant in the future idk).... i already accepted that i have to see ace die next week dont feed my delusions drdt fandom /j
yeahhhhhh... i agree. i don't really think that there's any way to get out of Ace being the killer here-- not after that huge confession after the end of last episode, at least. i know that some people have been citing the fact that there wasn't a vote or execution last episode as "evidence" that Ace might not be the culprit, but ending the episode on a closing argument -> immediately starting the next episode on a vote is exactly what happened in Min's case.
i suspect that next episode (which is very likely both the episode of Ace's execution and the last of the chapter) may be a lot longer than Min's final episode due to whatever plan Teruko said that Veronika would see after the next person was murdered, but that it will kick off the post trial.
if someone else were to be the culprit at this point, i think it would basically have to be someone else who was blackmailing/otherwise coercing Ace to do it. otherwise, why the hell would he give up and confess? that would also open up other options of people who could have gotten their hands on the tape, but more importantly, the fitness band, which currently has no other substitute in terms of launching the ball over the rafters. however, we have no idea what could have caused someone else to have such power over Ace, which renders this idea very implausible.
you could also argue that Eden did it, but switching the target to her last minute would involve needing to either reveal someone else who saw the body before Teruko/Eden/Whit did or explain the see no evil concept, AND explain how the hell Eden would have gotten her hands on the fish. at the pace this trial has been running at, both of those things might take up an entire episode. possibly more than that if the answer was "she had an accomplice" (which I guess would probably be Ace, to explain his confession???) because then we would need to determine who that is and why. if there were that many changes to the murder coming up, i don't think that DRDTdev would make a closing argument for the Ace part. not for the sole sake of faking people out into thinking it's Ace, especially when the DRDT team was already working overtime to put the episodes out now.
so, y'know, i probably could have cut this ask off after "yeah i agree" and called it a day, but that's never been my style. but now, this post-- just like Ace's chances at being innocent-- is over.
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NCT 127 SCENARIO. WATCHING A MOVIE WITH HIS S/O
Taeyong
As the leader of NCT Taeyong hadn’t the free time both of you would like, but every time he got he tried to spend it with you. Today was one of those days. You had already the movie settled on the TV and some popcorns made.
He entered the house and you greeted him from the couch. “Honey, welcome home!”. He entered to the living room some seconds later with a big smile plastered on his face and jumped to the couch ending on top of you. You let out a loud laugh. “What happened today? You’re in a really great mood” you asked while touching his soft hair. “I’ve got today and tomorrow free… Which means…?” he said letting you the rest of the sentence. “That you’re gonna sleep for two days straight!” you said playing dumb and earning a flick. “Yah! That hurts…” You pouted. He laughed and got comfortable with his head on your lap. “That means I’m not moving from your side for two days”. You smiled warmly and started to brush his hair again. He smiled too, but you couldn’t see him.
“What are we watching tonight?”
Taeil
It was the first time you two got to be left alone by the other members, and you had to say thank you to Taeyong for his chance. After eating something nice you had prepared, he was cleaning the dishes and you were sat at the countertop looking at him as he was the most precious thing in this world, which was true at least for you. You loved the way he laughed at his terrible jokes, just like he was doing now.
“Wanna watch a movie?” he looked up at you and smiled. “Sure babe, go and chose a movie while I finish this”. You jumped from the countertop and run to the living room.
“Taeil…” you complained “I’m cold! What’s taking so long?”
When he came you were tugged under a blanket – which covered you entirely except your eyes – and in the TV was a new movie from Netflix. He laughed at your cuteness. As soon as he sat down you where already tugging him under the blanket him you and hugging him.
At the end of the film he realized you had fallen asleep in his arms.
Johnny
Johnny and you were watching a really bad movie. You both knew it. And you both loved it. It was supposed to be a scary movie, but you couldn’t stop laughing and he either could.
It was only 20 minutes left for the movie to end, but you were already bored and wanted some attention, so started to move closer to him and rested your head on his chest. He instinctively put his arm around your shoulders, he didn’t think much about this since you were very affectionate. But you looked up from your new position and quickly pulled yourself up to kiss his jaw and came back to your position giggling. He looked at you raising an eyebrow. “Were you trying to bother me?” there was a moment of silence. You knew what came next. Or that was what you thought…
Suddenly he moved to be in front of you and started tickling you “No! No! Stop!” you said in between giggles. “This wasn’t what I was looking for…”. He stopped and stared into your eyes. So sweet. So loving. You felt as you started melting deep inside and your cheeks became to get red, so you looked aside causing him to laugh.
He moved to lay on the couch and caught your hand to put you on top of him. Then he hugged you, with his head on top of yours. “You can ask for this every time you want to”
Yuta
Yuta was on the couch with his legs open and you sat in between them with your back on his chest and hands resting on your tights. Too close? Maybe for someone who wasn’t Yuta.
You got your leg injured while running to catch the bus and now your funny weekend at the mountain has gone to the trash. “I’m sorry…” you said by the tenth time in the last five minutes while playing with his fingers. “Stop it… it’s not like you have planned to fall…” he hadn’t ended his sentence but to remember your fall was too much and he started to quietly laugh. You felt his contained giggles on your back and looked up pretending to be angry but failed and started laughing you too. It was so pathetic…
Then he clapped his hands catching your attention. “Well, we have to stay at home, but that doesn’t mean we have to be bored” his natural enthusiasm for everything made you smile.
He got up an went to the kitchen. Some minutes later he appeared with popcorns, soda and snacks. He let all of this around you and turned on the TV and played Netflix. When he came back, he placed himself in the same position he was at first. You curled yourself in his arms and started to watch the movie he had chosen while he brushed your hair.
You spent the whole day in between videogames, movie and… well, cuddles.
Doyoung
You two were working on your own, but you were feeling like your head was about to explode. You let out a loud grown while you le your head fall on the table startling Doyoung. “Honey… You okay?” he asked while he took his laptop out of his lap. Without raising your head, you let out sadly a negative. “I did this damn thing like a thousand times and I keep getting it wrong”. You were really flustered with that and he could tell by the way you sounded. He squatted down and smiled softly. “Do you want to distract yourself?” You turned your face to look at him “What do you suggest?”. “Movie…?” He hadn’t eve finish the sentence and you were already on Netflix. He laughed and sit in the couch “You never run that much when it’s time to cook” he said raising an eyebrow and you stuck out your tongue. When you sat down you rested your head in his shoulder and played the movie.
“Thank you” you whispered. He smiled and kissed the back of your hand. “Always”
Jaehyun
You and your boyfriend Jaehyun were laying in his bed. It was a rainy day so you couldn't go outside to have a walk.
"What about watching a film?" Jaehyun asked while he touches your hair gently.
"I think that's a good idea love!" You said happily, and you got up just to searhc for your laptop.
You sat beside him while both of you were trying to decide which movie were you going to watch.
"I really think this is a good one" you said while pointing the screen of your laptop.
"It's okay, I would enjoy anything as I'm with you here" he said smiling and layed down again.
As you started the film you watched your boyfriend, he smiled.
And you thought how could you be that lucky to have him.
"Why are you smiling babe?" he asked.
"Nothing, Just love you"
"Me too baby, more than anything" he said smiling and you went back watching the film.
Winwin
You and yoir boyfriend Sicheng have been dating for two years now, and you decided to spend this summer holidays on a beach.
But unfortunately he had schedules with WayV, so you both stayes at your apartment in Seoul.
He came late last night, so just wanted to cuddle with you on your couch while watching tv for the rest of the day.
You accepted, the idea of absolutely doing nothing while just cuddling with him was the perfect way to spend your life. To be honest.
You put a film on Netflix, you weren't really into it, you just were touching Winwin's hair as he watched the film.
He didn't really last long awake or paying attention to the film. Before you could even noticed, he was asleep in your lap.
"Oh Baby boy...you've worked really hard..." You whispered as you pet his head.
You slowly got up and started preparing something to eat, you were really hungry at the moment.
As you were cleaning the dishes you noticed that someone was hugging you from behind, you smiled as you felt his touch.
"Hi baby, it smells really nice here.." He whispered as he put his head on your shoulder.
"I was preparing some pancakes for us to have a little snack" You smiled and turned to him just to see you boyfriend standing there with messy hair, shirtless and with a little smile on his lips.
"So, let's eat them while we restart our film? What do you think?" He asked smiling and kissed your forehead.
"Nothing would please me more than that" You smiled as you kissed him.
And yes, maybe you couldn't go to the beach finally, but as long as you both were together, you felt completed.
Jungwoo
Your boyfiend Jungwoo and you were staying at his parents house for Christmas.
It was the first time you were there, he introduced you to his family yesterday.
They were very heartwarming, just like him.
You both were laying down in his teenage room, you were petting his hair while he was scrolling through Netflix searching for some film or serie to watch.
"Babe, do you think this is a good one?" He asked you
"I heard about it, maybe it's a good one" You smiled as he turned on film.
While you were watching the film you talked about this or that and give each other some kisses here and there.
You were so whipped for him, and so was him.
"Jungwoo, I really think having you in my life is the best think that ever happened to me" You said while watching the film.
He turned his face to you with a little smile.
"You really are que cutest thing ever babe!" He said jokingly as he startes tickling you.
Let's be honest, you spend the whoke afternoon between kisses and laughs, not really paying any attention to the film.
Well, I guess you both really needed each other.
Mark
This was the first time you and your boyfriend Mark were alone since he asked you ouflt officially.
Mark is quite a shy guy when it comes to skinship, and you knew it, so you didn't wanted to make him feel uncomfortable or anything like that.
So you just suggested to watch some videos or a film.
"I think a film is good for me" He said while sitting on the couch.
"Where's your laptop?" You asked and as he told you where to look for it you went to his bedroom and took it.
"I've got it!" You said with a big smile on your face and he returned it.
Oh god, you loved him so much.
It didn't take really long to decide which film you wanted to see.
Not horror, Mark would get so scared... So you finally decided to watch a musical, The greatest showman was one of your actual favorites musical, so you watched it.
Not gonna lie, Mark and you were at such a responsible distance, maybe even one or two of his mates could fit between you too.
But you decided to take his hand, just to feel him a little bit closer.
"Oh.." He mumbled surprise but he took your hand to, intertwining your fingers, feeling your soft hand in his.
You watches the film and talked about how your day went and stuff you had to do tomorrow or this week.
You hear a voice, his mates came back from their walk and you realized it was quite late, so you had to go home.
You told Mark, and he walked you to the door. You said goodbye to the boys as Mark pecked your cheek.
You didn't wanted to leave his house like this, so you kissed him in front of the boys. And yeah, he was blushing like crazy after you did this.
He looked, and without saying a word kissed you again causing all his mates to cheer him up.
You laughed at this and hugged him tightly and before you left the house you saw him looking at you.
He looked at you as if you were his whole world, and well, so did you.
Haechan
You and Haechan were watching a film in your room.
He was really into the film, so wasn't barely paying any atention to you.
You've decided to tell him that you wanted to be his girlfriend. Both of you have been meeting each other since last November, nothing really serious, just a few kisses and dates where you both ate or just lay together talking about some stuff.
But now, since he doesn't seem to going to ask you, you were prepared to ask him out formally.
"Donghyuk.." You said trying to catch his attention.
"Yeah..??" He answered while watching the film not even looking at you for more than 2 or 5 seconds.
"Wanna be my boyfriend?" You said without hesitating.
He looked up at me with a little confused face, oh god, I really love it when he looks at me like that.
But he startes to watch de film again so you just sat down next to him not saying a word.
"Hey, Look at this!" He stated as made you look to him.
You were about to speak, but he cut you with a deep kiss.
"Of course I want to be your boyfriend" He smiled.
You just looked at him smiling, he just looked at you with such a love in his eyes. Just as you did.
"I love you..." He said with a big smile.
"I love you too Haechan" You answered him, not being able to believe that such a amazing person is there with you, and he loves you as much as you love him.
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HI!
Kangaleex and I were willing to do a scenario like this so - as many of my bias are the olders and hers are the youngest - we decided to do it together! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as we did writing it and don’t forget to follow us if you liked it. Lots of love!
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DISTRACTION
Just a little filth based off of this post because I feel like I’ve been neglecting my lovelies.
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“Bro, what the fuck?” Erik yelled angrily into the headset. He’d just returned from a two-month long mission in Colombia and all he wanted to do was relax with a nice game of Battlefield 4. He checked the time on his kimoyo beads. He knew the Princess would be home soon so he removed the headset from one of his ears to listen out for her.
It had been four months since the couple had last had sex, given both of their busy schedules, and Hennessy was more than a little needy. When she came home from work, she noticed his boots and duffle bag laid next to the front door.
“The fuckum?” She paused looking around. “I know this nigga didn't...” she complained as she put away her things and made her way to the game room.
Her husband’s dark brown eyes squinted as he concentrated on the screen, his fingers tapping the controller vigorously. The voices of middle-aged men shouting in his ear made him grumble for what had seemed like the millionth time. Though she was grateful that he still kept in touch with his battles from his time in JSOC, she hated how they sometimes kept him away from her for trivial things. As he reached the end of a heated battle, he heard the light footsteps of his wife come to the door.
“Well hello to you too,” her tiny voice rang out over the loud explosions and gunshots on the TV. He could practically hear her folding her arms.
“Oh hey babe,” He called as he glanced over his shoulder briefly before returning his gaze back to the TV. Who knew that one simple phrase could make her blood boil the way it did.
“How long have you been back?”
“Couple hours,” he responded, clearly still distracted by the video game.
“And you didn’t think to —,” her voice trailed off as her anger rose. Typically he made sure to stop by her office when he returned from a mission, but today was different. Today he chose to engage in an online video game battle instead of making an effort to spend time with her.
“Sorry babe,” he grunted as he restarted the game.
“Nah, you good,” she replied as she headed for the stairs. Bratty Hennessy was in full effect and by the time she was done, Battlefield 4 would be the last thing on Erik’s mind.
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Fifteen minutes passed before she reappeared in the doorway of the game room.
“How long are you gonna be down here?”
“I don’t know Princess, why wassup?” He asked as he finished one of the game’s missions.
“Oh I don’t know, I haven’t seen you in two months, haven’t touched you in four. Get where I’m going with this?”
“Yeah, I get it baby. Gimme like 10 minutes and I’m all yours, I promise.”
“10 MINUTES?! NIGGA?!” she screamed exasperatedly.
“Okay, okay, 6 minutes,” he responded as he went back to angrily tapping the buttons on the controller.
“Fine,” she pouted as she walked over to the stereo system.
The sounds of Booty by Blac Youngsta filled the game room as the Princess distracted herself. Erik’s head began to nod to the beat as she bounced around the room.
Girl, I wanna see you twerk
I'll throw a lil' money if you twerk
I don't really think you can twerk
(Toot toot) twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Toot toot)
Can I touch that booty?
That booty, that big old booty?
Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty?
Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (toot toot)
“Babe, C'mon now.. Move…”
He was so focused on the game that he hadn’t noticed his curvaceous wife’s attire. She’d traded her tan flounce jumpsuit for a navy two-piece lingerie set with a matching see through robe. As the song continued on and her best friend’s verse came on, the tiny princess decided to kick it up a notch.
Yeah, smack it up, flip it, rub it down, BBD
Yeah, I know you heard the news about that BBC
Yeah, greatest in that box, RIP Ali
Mmm, she say she love my kids, taste my legacy
Ooh, she go stupid, I'm no Cupid, I don't cuff her, I can't lose it
What she say I'm sleepin' on her, I just said she just caught me snoozin'...
As Trey continued to rap, Hennessy purposely placed her body in Erik’s line of vision and began throwing her ass like she had entered a twerk contest.
“Hennessy I said —,” his sentence was cut off as his eyes lifted to fully take in her presence. “Gahdamn,” he groaned as he reached out to move the fabric of the robe, giving him an unobstructed view. He stared like a predator watching prey as her plump ass gyrated in his face. The groans of his battles brought him back from the trance she’d successfully put him in. Pausing the game and throwing his controller to the side, he watched her hips move with ease to the beat. Before he knew it, her ass was on his lap, grinding and popping to the music as the bass thumped throughout the room. Groaning lowly, he moved the mic from his headset down to his mouth and spoke to the men who had been complaining in his ear the entire duration of the song.
“Aye niggas, I'll be back. I don't know when though.” The men's voices were cut off as he turned the PlayStation off and tossed the headset on the table. He bit his bottom lip as his calloused hands began kneading the tender flesh of her ass before giving it two harsh smacks. She moaned softly, but continued her ministrations, turning to face him now.
“You just couldn’t wait, huh? Needy ass,” he teased as he pulled her down to straddle his lap. His lips curved into his signature smirk, revealing the gold fronts that she loved.
“Nah, you wanted to play the game, remember? Keep that same energy fam,” she said as she slowly tried to slide out of his lap. His arms locked around her like a constrictor, effectively stopping her escape.
“Nah, the only game I’m tryna play is how many times Daddy can make Hennessy cum,” he growled, lifting from the couch.
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Hennessy’s legs shook as he feasted from her, his tongue darting back and forth with impeccable speed. Her hands moved from the sheets of the bed to his unruly dreads, tugging on them as he sucked on her clit.
As his tongue lapped over one of her more sensitive areas, she yanked his hair and moaned. As if her body wasn’t already seconds from overstimulation, a growl erupted from the beast between her thighs.
“F-fuck don’t growl at me…” She whimpered as she stared down at him. As his lips turned into a sly smirk, he chuckled softly.
“Mmm. Why not Princess?”
“Y-You know why,” she whined as his long tongue wrapped around the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. He growled again, causing her to gush into his mouth as the vibration traveled up her body.
“Daddy I’m cumming,” she whined as she rocked her hips against his face. He stared up from his place between her legs, dark eyes fixed on hers as he continued to lick slow patterns on the swollen bulb.
“Let it go Princess,” he growled as he attached his lips to her clit and sucked. Her orgasm hit her hard and fast, but his tongue never stopped it’s quest. He continued feasting until orgasm number two had her clawing at his back. He licked his lips as he watched her body shake, determined to have her sated and asleep by the time he finished.
He climbed up her body slowly, kissing and biting at her skin along the way. A firm tug to his dreads had him eye to eye with the curvaceous cutie, her brown eyes piercing his.
“As much as I like the slow, sensual treatment, I’m way too horny for you to be taking your sweet grandpa time. It’s been four months, I need you to break me.”
“Say less ma,” he replied thrusting forward until he was completely buried inside of her. Her legs locked around his waist as he began delivering the powerful strokes that always left her sore and hoarse the next day.
“That’s right,” she moaned. “Act like it’s been four months since you’ve had this pussy, nigga.” He chuckled softly, leaning down to press open-mouth kisses along her cheek and jawline.
“Fuck I missed your fine ass. I missed the way your lips feel against mine, I missed the way your face scrunches up when I hit that spot, and I especially missed the way that pretty pussy clings to my dick like a life vest.” Her inner walls fluttered at his words. She had always loved how nasty he could be during sex. He sat up on his knees and pushed her legs up so that her knees were almost beside her ears.
“Grab them ankles,” he ordered as he lined himself up with her dripping core. She barely had time to comply before his hips snapped forward with electrifying force. This was one of her favorite positions because each stroke had him tapping her g-spot with deadly precision.
“Daddy,” she moaned out, feeling the familiar tingle in her lower belly.
“Wassup?” he smirked, gold fronts gleaming in the purple light of the bedroom. “You close, Mama?” She wanted to answer, but her words were caught in her throat as he continued to fuck into her. He thrust forward a few more times before pulling himself out and smacking it on her clit.
“Answer me, Monaé!” he growled, shoving himself back into her. She bit her lip and nodded, still unable to verbally express her pleasure.
“Cum for me, Princess. I feel the way she gripping me. Show Daddy he can still make that kitten purr.” At his command her released washed over her, coating both of their lower halves with her essence.
“Fuck,” he groaned as he released himself into her. He lazily kissed her lips, swallowing each moan that came in the aftershock of her orgasm. He pulled out slowly and headed for the bathroom as sleep threatened to overtake the tiny vixen.
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Once he cleaned both of them off, Erik pulled the Henny close so that her head was tucked under his chin. He kissed her forehead as he slowly began running his fingers through her curly hair.
“Sorry about your game,” she said, yawning into his neck.
“You’re fine Princess. You’ve always been my favorite distraction.”
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Pt. 7
As expected, it was late when Seyoon wrapped up at work. Guerin told him she'd cook him something if he wanted to meet at her place. Opening her door she found a grinning Seyoon holding a backpack over his shoulder and looking like he hadn't bothered showering after dancing for hours. She found his eager rush endearing and opened her arms as an invitation to hug. He swept up to her, kicking the door shut with his foot since both his hands were occupied with wrapping around her.
"Hi." He said simply, nuzzling against her neck cutely.
"Hi Seyoonie." She laughed squirming against the tickle which caused him to hold her more tightly. When the two separated she patted his still damp hair, "You should take a shower, I'll make something for you."
"You don't like this?" He teased, shaking his hair toward her.
"Would you like me getting all snuggly after a workout?" She countered, pushing his head back playfully.
"Depends on the workout." He winked.
She choked on her surprised laugh at the insinuation and pushed him away for his own protection. One hand covering her mouth the other pointing to the bathroom, "Go shower!"
He beamed shamelessly but followed her order, "Try not to dwell on what's happening in here." He said before shutting the door quickly.
"Yeah right, I definitely won't." She yelled back. It was an absolute lie. She paused a moment, fingers tapping her lips distractedly before shaking her head and moving into the kitchen. She started some water to boil, pulled out a couple ramen packages and began playing some music to redirect her thoughts. She sang along and danced as she cooked up some chicken breast to go with the ramen. She was finishing setting the table when she heard the door to the bathroom open. Still dancing she spun to acknowledge Seyoon.
"Perfect timing! I-" she stopped talking. He was nonchalantly drying his hair, faded jeans low on his hips and fitted to his dancers legs but the most notable fashion choice was a button up shirt completely undone and exposing his torso. "Whaaaaaat are you doing?" She asked in english, completely forgetting Korean in her surprise.
"Are you okay?" He asked, clearly aware of what he was doing as he poorly feigned innocence, coming over the check the table, "Smells delicious Noona." He grinned at her.
She took his shirt and started buttoning it as her brain restarted and gave him a dark expression, "Kim Seyoon you might be a snack but maybe you should eat something before you torture me."
"I'm a snack?" He asked perplexed.
"It's english slang. It means you look delicious." She opted to leave a couple of his top buttons loose for her own enjoyment, unnecessarily smoothing his shirt across his shoulders.
"Hmmm." He looked at the table and stepped closer into her personal bubble, "it looks like you had something in mind. Are we just gonna eat ramen and go?" He continued teasingly.
She groaned and pushed him away from her as she turned her back on him "Kim Seyoon what are you thinking?"
He laughed and hugged her from behind, "I'm thinking I'm having fun with my girlfriend."
She ran her hands along his arms crossed in front of her until they rested on his hands, "You're gonna be the death of me." She tapped his hands to free herself, despite wanting very much to stay, "Let's feed you first then we can discuss ramen." Guerin said offhandedly.
Seyoon hesitated, grinned then sat across from her as she began serving him. They discussed the rest of their day with each other while they ate, Seyoon filling her in on the meeting with A.C.E and Jun's declaration, and Guerin talking about meeting with HEET. Once they had finished Seyoon insisted on helping with dishes and the two worked without much conversation, Guerin singing along quietly to the music that was still playing lowly.
"I like it when you sing, Noona." Seyoon said, drying the last dish. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye with a wry smile. "I mean it. It's cute." He pinched her cheek.
She scrunched her face for a moment in response then relaxed into her normal smile.
"I like singing. I'm not great at it but I really love music a lot. Being a manager is one of the ways I can have that as a part of my life." She walked to the couch with him following and sat facing him with one foot tucked under her. Seyoon nodded but didn't feel a need to respond. The two sat comfortably quiet for a moment as they digested before Guerin reached her hand out and carefully met his fingers with hers, leaning sideways into the couch as he allowed her to take his hand.
"I really had no idea you liked me." Guerin said with a happy smile as she played with his fingers, finding his hands endearingly small for the rest of his frame. "When did that start?" She asked curiously.
"When we arm wrestled." Seyoon responded. "At least, that was when I was sure."
She let out a surprised laugh, "No way! That's hilarious."
Seyoon laughed too, gripping her hand and pulling her toward him into his arms. She automatically shifted to lean against him, laying her head against his shoulder comfortably as she sighed. "Is it really so funny? That I'd like a strong, fun woman that compliments me?" He asked.
She laughed again, "I knew it, it was the compliment. You just want me to inflate your ego."
"Like a balloon." He responded, then mimed his head blowing up by puffing out his cheeks and widening his eyes. She laughed and poked his cheeks, forcing the air out which he chose to turn and blow into her face. Guerin cringed, a small surprised exhale of laughter coming from her nose. He snuck a kiss to her forehead affectionately, softening her up.
"When did you start liking me?" Seyoon asked curiously.
She paused, "I think in the coffee shop when we were messing around was when it started. Definitely by the time we ate on the rooftop together. But I never planned to act on it."
"Why not?" Seyoon asked, perplexed.
"I mean, dating an idol? That's something no one should bank on. I was happy just being friends with all five of you." She said. He nodded silently with her response, his hand behind her moving to stroke idly at her ear and neck like a gentle tickling massage.
"We really should talk about how this is going to work out..." Guerin sighed, "But honestly tonight I just want to relax and have fun."
Seyoon nodded in agreement.
"So tonight... do you want to..." she trailed off, tracing Seyoon's shirt along the buttons temptingly. He felt his pulse quicken and his breath faltered before she continued, "...Play some video games? I have some classic consoles! Or just my switch!" She sat up straight to fully see his expression.
His eyes scrunched shut and his classic smile erupted across his face as he realized she had chosen that phrasing on purpose. "Noonaaaa." He whined, "Why did you do that to meeee?" He reached for her to pull her toward him again but Guerin had gotten up to turn on the TV.
"Do what?" She asked innocently, "Ask to play video games? Gosh you're acting like I walked out of the bathroom shirtless or something."
"Noonaaaaaa." He whined again flopping against the couch and she laughed at his tantrum.
A busy week had passed. Guerin hadn't been able to meet up with Seyoon again as he was busy working on a fan project with Jun on top of their normal work schedule, and Guerin had been to court several times as the prosecutor had finally pressed charges. Guerins part was done and she took her first bit of free time to meet up with Charlie. The two women had met at a cafe for coffee and were meandering along a pretty road by the han river in the afternoon light. She had just finished filling Charlie in on her evening with Seyoon.
"After all that you... played video games?" Charlie asked in disbelief.
Guerin nodded, red lips on her straw as she avoided eye contact, knowing what was coming.
Charlie switched to English, "You're telling me that smokin hottie was barely dressed and your response was to -fully clothe him- and play -video games-?"
Guerin nodded again and cleared her throat, still staring off into nothing, "I left a couple top buttons undone." She responded also in english.
"Listen. My friend. My eunnie. I know you. I've heard stories. Stories -you- have told me. I need you to connect the dots between the friend in those stories and the friend that spent an evening with her boyfriend and didn't even make out." Charlie demanded.
"I- well. We just started dating." Guerin started hopelessly. Charlie's knowing look based on her knowledge of Guerin's history caused her to sigh and continue, "It's kinda those stories too. I've not had to worry about being an idol to slow me down, add on five years experience and... I guess I don't want to rush him."
Charlie's face softened at the confession, the pieces clicking together, "Well the two of you are going to need to talk about it eventually."
"I know. I just really needed a stress free night. And maybe after a talk like that there would be less stress," she couldn't help an immature smile at the comment, "But getting there through that discussion is in and of itself is stressful."
"That makes sense." Charlie sipped her drink, appeased by her friends explanation.
"What about you and Jun?" Guerin asked playfully, nudging Charlie.
"We... ah...." she blushed and he was her turn to avoid eye contact, "We've gotten further than you two. But um... no home run if you know what I mean." Guerin cackled until Charlie shoved her and they both laughed in earnest. They switched back to korean as the conversation continued.
"So have you been keeping track of commentary from netizens over your dating and court stuff?" Charlie asked.
"Hmmm, a little." Guerin shrugged, "Of course internationally there seems to be a lot of support. I've been referenced as the woman 'living the y/n life'. Within korea it seems most Joule's have made a 180 over the legal issue which makes me hopeful. Most Choice seem pretty okay with Wow dating but don't understand why me. It's honestly better than I expected." She turned the question to Charlie, "I did notice more people seem to like you with Jun though! Have you been keeping up?"
Charlie opened her mouth to respond but a large coffee drink landed square on Charlie's chest, soaking her and splattering Guerin. Guerin stepped in front of Charlie, looking quickly to see who had thrown the drink when she caught sight of a young girl, most likely in her early teens, fuming at the two foreign women. People nearby had turned to see what had happened.
"Are you okay Charlie?" She asked, not taking her eyes off the girl.
"Yeah, I'm fine, it wasn't too hot." She sounded shaken despite her words.
"Okay. Let's go." Guerin broke eye contact with the aggressor, took her friend by the shoulder and began walking away briskly, keeping Charlie slightly in front of her, "Our best bet is to just get out of here as soon as possible." Charlie nodded as she walked along.
"YAH! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" The teenager screamed and began rushing after the two women. Guerin sighed, plan A didn't seem like it was going to work.
"Charlie, stay behind me. She isn't big enough to do real damage without a weapon and I think that drink was her biggest threat. Whatever happens don't get involved." Guerin's naturally happy expression had turned cold and serious as she turned back to the girl.
"Say what you need to so we can go."
"You think you can ruin my families reputation and then brainwash an idol into dating you and we'll be fine with it? You're just some stupid, fat, old foreigner you can't come into our country and ruin our lives like this." The girl spit venomously.
"I don't know you or your family." Guerin responded matter of factly.
"My sister! You got her arrested and now she's going to jail and it's your fault." The girls eyes filled with tears as she yelled. Guerin couldn't help but feel sympathetic. She was losing her sister, the things said online had been cruel once the video had been released by the police. It was easy to believe that the family had borne some of the brunt of social shame.
"I'm sorry." Guerin said. The girl paused in shock and she felt Charlie shift in surprise behind her, "I was trying to protect people that are important to me. I didn't want anyone to get hurt."
"Well we did!" The girl started again but Guerin interrupted.
"If you need someone to hate you can hate me. Your sister was wrong in her actions, but you and your family should not have to suffer. I'm sorry that you have." Her words were soft but scolding, and the girl instinctively looked to the ground, her fists clenched and eyes angry but less so than before, "Just now you attacked my friend, you've insulted us. We may be foreigners but we are your elders and like it or not we are a part of your community. You can blame me and hate me all you want. I understand. But you cannot channel than anger into violence without consequences. Can you imagine if we had called the police? What would your parents suffer with if two of their children had legal issues due to violent behavior?"
The girls head drooped further and tears fell from her eyes as she rubbed them with her fists.
"You must love your family so much." Guerin moved forward until she was right in front of the girl, "Seeing them suffer must be the hardest thing you've ever had to endure. You've got to think carefully about your actions if you're going to heal with them, or that pain will grow." Guerin handed held out a small packet of tissues from her purse. The girl glared at them, at Guerin, then took the tissues angrily, wiping her tears and nose.
"How did you find us? Will you tell me?" Guerin asked quietly.
"It was chance. I saw you and recognized you. I got... I got so mad seeing you smiling and happy when eunnie is- while we-" the teenager broke out into sobs and Guerin let her take a moment. She was relieved it hadn't been someone leaking info on their whereabouts. Guerin rested her hand on the girls head after hesitating a moment. She flinched under her hand but didn't pull away. Giving a comforting pat she dropped her hand.
"You can keep the tissues. We're going to leave now." Guerin turned her back, seeing Charlie who still looked a bit shaken but sympathetic. Guerin blinked away the tears in her eyes, unable to help feeling badly about the circumstances.
"I still hate you!" The young girl yelled after them. Charlie glanced back, then to Guerin who didn't stop moving. The two women didn't speak until they reached their bus stop.
"It's not your fault you know that right?" Charlie said, plucking at her ruined shirt in disappointment.
"Yes. Logically I know that. But it's still sad."
Charlie nodded, then leaned her head against her friends shoulder, "You're kind of a badass but you're the squishiest marshmallow in existence, you know that?"
Guerin wrinkled her nose, "Marshhhmaallooww." She sang the iconic Xiumin line, making Charlie giggle before falling into chuckles herself.
Seyoon sent Guerin the link then tucked his phone away. He glanced up at Jun who had been texting Charlie. Unlike Seyoon his concern had melted into a smile. Wow watched him curiously until Jun closed his phone and looked up to see his teammate watching him.
"Ah," Jun coughed, "How is Guerin?"
"She said she is fine. Charlie?" Seyoon asked.
"She's fine too. She said her shirt was ruined so I'm thinking of buying her a new one. I was going to head over tonight." Jun's complete lack of poker face was evident as he pretended to look down at his phone and clean the screen, ears red and a small smile tugging the corners of his lips.
"Have you..." Seyoon faltered and thought about his phrasing, "Have the two of you..." his thoughts didnt help and he ended with a shrug and eyebrow raise.
"Hyung!" Jun feigned insult, putting a hand over his chest.
"Ah." Seyoon nodded, reading the unspoken No loud and clear.
"I mean we've- well we uhmm..." Jun stammered, now the one suffering with word choice was him, "We've done other stuff. She likes to uhhh... grab my butt and then we've..." his words failed him too, "It leads to more things and... I mean it's only been a week so... wait why are you asking?"
Seyoon shrugged and stood up to head back to the dance room.
"Wait hyung! Have you and Guerin not...?" Jun trailed off, the sentence finishing itself for both of them mentally.
Seyoon shook his head, "We've been busy."
"I'm surprised. I'd have thought she'd be more into that." Jun mused. Seyoon raised an eyebrow at the insinuation, causing Jun to start to backpedal and explain he meant no offense before Seyoon laughed him off.
"I thought so too, honestly. Maybe I'm not as sexy as I think."
"Yeah that's definitely the problem." Jun rolled his eyes.
"I'm going to see her tonight to make sure she's okay. Whenever we do... that... can be something for later. I just want to make sure she's okay today." He started toward the dance room.
"Didn't she say she was fine?" Jun asked.
"She probably meant physically." Seyoon said over his shoulder. Jun was left perplexed.
Guerin had called Jisoo and went straight the PWER offices after getting Charlie home and changing. She hadn't even left when Seyoon sent the article. It had only been a few hours and already something was up. She hadn't seen anyone recording but at a place as picturesque as the Han River people always had phones and cameras out.
The article included some still photos oh the altercation, the drink hitting Charlie, the girl chasing the two as they tried to leave, Guerin handing tissues to the girl and eventually them leaving. Guerin was grateful that because the girl was a minor she had been blurred out so she couldnt be identified. Attached to the article was a video of the altercation, also edited. Whoever had been recording seemed to have been following Guerin and Charlie which gave her chills. The only talking that could be heard was when the girl had been shouting but the rest that contained any identifying details was lost due to the distance of the videographer.
As soon as the clip ended she sent the link to Charlie and Jisoo, then turned and headed back to the CEO's office with a sigh. Knocking on the door, Jisoo called her in. As Guerin closed the door behind her she saw her boss finish watching the video clip with an unreadable expression. Guerin sat in a chair opposite her and waited quietly while Jisoo scrolled through the rest of the article and comments. Finally she closed her phone, rested her head in her hand and stared at Guerin.
"This is actually pretty good." Jisoo quirked a brow and smiled. Guerin leaned her head back surprised and exhausted. "I mean it. Have you read the comments?"
"It's usually better for my mental health for me to avoid comment sections." Guerin said to the ceiling before dropping her head back down to look at Jisoo. "But you think it's good?"
"Sure. There's some of the usual naysayers but by and large you appear sympathetic and patient. A lot of people are really impressed. And given this is a second piece of video evidence of you being targeted with violence it's even started some dialogue about prejudices that foreigners face." Jisoo gestured vaguely, "It would be best if this didn't keep happening consistently but honestly you comforted a child that harassed you physically and verbally."
"She's just a kid. She was upset, what was I supposed to do?" Guerin shrugged.
"Some people would have smacked her around to teach her a lesson. She was disrespectful." Jisoo saw Guerin cringe, "I know, you don't like that. Which I really think made people impressed."
Guerin felt embarrassed. She didn't think she had done anything praiseworthy, "I think the biggest thing that bothers me is that while the kid found us by chance there was someone following and recording us."
"Welcome to dating an idol." Jisoo said matter of factly, "Get used to it. Just keep in mind someone could always be watching. You can join HEET in some of their behavior classes if you want. And we can look into security if you feel unsafe."
"Maybe the classes won't hurt but I think security at this point might be unnecessary." Guerin smiled.
"Okay. You already said you don't want to press charges so we can drop it. We'll write up a statement but coordinate with PR on the message. Also... about being a manager again..." Jisoo hesitated and Guerin held her breath and waited, "I think we can start planning on getting you back in. We'll keep Woojin on as an assistant I think. Your reputation seems to have increased their popularity. You even have fans of your own calling for you to return, saying you're their best protector."
Guerin leapt up, fists in the air, "Are you serious? I can get back to my boys??" Jisoo had startled at the sudden motion and laughed at her friends big response.
"Yes I think so. We can get you on it again within a few days. Don't tell them just yet, I want to be there when they find out. I'll tell Woojin as well. I'm sure he'll be happy to be offered a permanent position."
"Jisoooooo!" Guerin crooned, beaming with tears pricking at her eyes. She moved around and patted her friends head, kissing the top of it before hugging her tightly.
Jisoo struggled unconvincingly, "Yah, don't treat your boss like this."
Guerin squeezed her harder, grinning, "Boss I love youuuuuu."
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Days 7-9
I figured one post would make me more likely to actually catch up, so here we go! Also scroll to the end for book reviews!!
Day 7: Express gratitude to 3 people
I don't like this prompt. I hate gratitude prompts. That's not to say I'm not grateful for things, I just don't like how cheesy the prompts are. And 3 people? I barely talk to three people.
I'm thankful for my art teacher. My last day of drawing was yesterday and it was my third semester with him. He's my favorite teacher I've ever had and I hope to take more of his classes.
I'm thankful for my bonus kids because I absolutely adore them, even though they're in the teen phase and starting to think I'm uncool. But we're all going through puberty together and that's pretty hilarious.
And this is probably cheating, but the Facebook groups I'm in. I've 'met' some really cool people and felt a stronger sense of belonging in virtual spaces than I ever have in physical ones.
Day 8: What are your goals this year?
I had so many goals and then covid happened, so I'm basically restarting again lol This year, I am trying to Thrive rather than Survive. I've just had the goal of making it through for the past...my entire life, so I'm focusing on enjoying the process more, which for me means healing trauma, having healthy boundaries, and trying new things/things I've always wanted to do.
I went to a Ghost concert Ritual in February, which was a huge thing for me, because in the past, I would have not gone because my SO didn't want to. But I chose to do something I wanted to do. And I fucking love concerts. I want to incorporate more of those. And just events in general. I was always like 'this seems cool. I would like to go, but I can't if ______ doesn't want to go." and that's just ridiculous. So now I just do the thing. I've also been giving myself things that I denied for a long time, or things people have made fun of me for in the past. It's all about embracing myself these days.
For more specific goals, I'm changing my name and applying for disability. I would hope to also move into my own place and get a service dog, but that doesn't necessarily have to be this year.
Day 9: A book you love
I don't really have favorite books that I reread. I have books I enjoy and recommend, but I usually forget them immediately. I've been really picking up reading again this year. That was one of my other major goals for the year. I've been documenting it all so I don't forget and I can look back on the progress.
Here's a few I absolutely loved.
One of Us Is Lying-Karen McManus
Not my favorite of the bunch, but I still really enjoyed it. Didn't realize it was a book series until I logged it into GoodReads, and then found out it was also a TV series as well. I highly recommend both. The show was really different than the book and it helped it be less predictable. Plus I can't wait for season 2.
Teen Killers Club-Lily Sparks
My most recent finish. Besides absolutely loving the cover, this one was all about defying expectations. At no point did I know where it was going next. A really fun read.
(This is gigantic. My bad)
I read this one back in January, but it's still pretty fresh in my mind because of how good it was. I used to love Holly Black when I was a kid (Spiderwick, anyone?), but haven't read any of her other books. This was a cool, modern fairytale-type book and I was very into it. Lots of different plot points and was woven together really nicely. Also gay. (If you stick around long enough, you'll notice a theme.)
( I gave up on titles and authors. Deal with it. You can clearly read.)
OH MY SWEET LORD!! This is probably my favorite book I've read in a long time. I don't reread books often, but this will be one that I definitely do. It was so fun piecing together the mystery with the character. Plus plague doctors before it was cool? Hell yeah. This book is very much my aesthetic. Agatha Christie-style murder mystery with time travel and body-switching? Sold.
Ya'll. This book ripped my heart out. Enough said. If you know, you know. Also gay.
I plan on doing more book reviews and reading journal updates because this was really fun to put together and I really enjoy working on my journal tbh.
#blog#blog challenge#books#queer books#reading journal#goals#mental health#therapy#the band ghost#ghost bc#the song of achilles#healing#booktok#bookish#bookworm#reading
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Blitzø blinked as he watched them from on top of a building he had just climbed up.
“Oh, well, that works.”
He sighs as he climbs back down to meet them in the forest, stalking nearby.
He glares at them, his eyes glowing in the dark as he makes his appearance, aiming his gun at them.
“You are going to pay for your crimes, kid.” He hisses as he pulls on the trigger.
*Pink stops and so does Frisk.
*Frisk is holding their dusty and slightly bloodied knife.
*Pink faces towards them directly.
Time and time again, in the world you lived in, you killed.
Over and over and over again.
How did it feel?
To slaughter an entire race?
Did it feel good?
Did you get some sort of sick satisfaction in that you could best people who only wanted to be free?
Do you even care?
*Frisk takes a step forward towards Pink and Blitzø.
...
*Pink narrows her eyes as they begin to glow.
Perhaps you are done talking.
How about this?
Just because this will be your last battle, the both of us will try our hardest to kill you?
Because from what I hear, you've been given plenty of chances to change.
You could have turned back.
You could have pressed the button and restarted it all in your world, yet you chose to move onto the next.
But you didn't.
So now, I think it's about time to finish this.
*And then, a heart appears on Pink's chest.
*It appears to be half pink on the right side and half red on the left, and it's glowing brightly.
You're not the only one with a powerful SOUL, you vile creature.
(Yay, thank you!)
*In the human world, Blitzø is currently on his own as he looks around for the target his most recent client has demanded to be taken out.
*Millie and Moxxie are in Hell as they take care of...well, whatever business they have.
*Loona is also in Hell, at the desk at I.M.P.
*Blitzø appears to be on his own in an alleyway, when suddenly, he feels a rush of air nearby, as if something just zoomed past him.
Blitzø pauses, looking around in confusion. Was that the wind? It felt off to him...
"Hello?" He calls out, wondering if someone was there with him.
"You'd better not be following me or I'll kick your ass!" He takes out his gun, pointing it in random directions.
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What? 8 Ways to Stay Focused When Writing A Blog Post by Deb Lee found in business2community.com The title says it all how to stay focused while writing a blog or any sort of writing assignments. It's a good article. Deb goes over how to get over distractions and sitting your butt down to typing that damn report. She talks about turning off all notifications on your screen. According to her, every time something pops up on your screen it'll take you 25 minutes to reorganize your thoughts and get back to your grove. Forget about all the graphics and researching when typing. Focus on typing ONLY, graphics and any sort of research can be done at the end. Her recommendation also included using bullet points, which is what I'm doing at the moment. Starting your blog with bullets points such as an intro, middle, and conclusion. Use a timer. Give yourself a 25-minute mark without any distractions and just type. After the 25 minutes are up you can take a break and restart. She recommended a music app (Focus@Will) that will help you be more productive. I looked it up, nope I don't want to go through the hustle of creating an account for 15-day trial. Nope to much trouble. But hey maybe I can look up my own music. She talked about this! Going off rambling about other things in your mind. She said to stick to the point. No matter how important and badly you want to comment on that thought DON'T! You end up confused and worst you'll end up confusing your reader. Oh! another one of her recommendations was a writing app: Focuswriter, writemonkey, and Evernote. Some of these have a built-in timer, distraction-free space, and segment writing which is why she recommended them. Why did I Read it? Why did I read this article? I have problems concentrated, organizing my thoughts, and putting them into words and when you add that I'm not the best with my writing skills, my work comes off as straight mediocre. Last week I turned in a press release. I got the most discouraging grade. The professor probably thought I was playing him by turning in a 15-minute writing assignment. It didn't take me 15 minutes. I spent around three hours on that thing! The worst part was that this assignment was meant to be one of the easiest assignments! smh. I typed, I deleted, I typed, I deleted. I chose to write about something that I am genuinely passionate about. I thought why not do the press release on a subject that I love. But when it came to typing, I was so excited, my thoughts were all over the place. In my head, I had all sorts, of what I considered, great ideas! When I finished I knew it wasn't the best, but I was so burnt out, that I turned it in and that was the best I could come up with at the moment. After reading this article. I can look back and see some of my mistakes. When I was typing my press release, I positioned myself in the worst location. I sat outside with my dogs. DOGS! If you want all sorts of distractions get yourself some dogs! Deb says that's a no-no! and distractions are definitely a no-no! I started typing then my dogs were looking so damn cute that I had to stop typing and admire them. I remember I had my phone on me as well. I remember trying to text my boss and clients all while trying to type the press release. I had no organization! Was this article helpful? Yes, it was! I didn't use all of Deb's techniques. What I did find helpful is using bullet points, which is what I did with this blog. Breaking the whole blog into segments definitely helped me stay focused on one category at a time. It took a lot of pressure off. I was able to concentrate on one topic at a time and get it done, it felt like I was in control. I didn't feel so overwhelmed and somewhat helped me stay on track. I also downloaded Evernote, not sure how to use the timer on here, but I did use the clock on my laptop. The best advice that I got from this article was to be distraction free! I woke up 30 minutes early to get some silence and distraction-free space, cleared up my desktop, silenced my phone, stayed away from my dogs and I was able to type quite a lot of this blog! I used her technique of the 25-minute rule, ps it worked, I was able to type around 300 words in those first 25 minutes, without any distractions! I was only able to do one segment of 25 minutes this am, after those 25 minutes everyone started waking up and my dogs started barking and the dishes started rattling in the kitchen, etc, aka no more concentration. I didn't try the music app. I didn't want to go through the whole creating an account and inputting my credit card, etc. Conclusion/recommend it? I conclusion I would recommend you to read this article if you have problems concentrating and organizing your thoughts. Try some of her advice, maybe the music tip helps you out to get that report finally written out.
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