#it took him over 40 ultra balls

[starlypenguins]

“Okay fine maybe i’ll check this out, just in case it’s a shiny quagsire- HOLY SHIT”

[pokemoncreepypasta]

Tommy Boy

[STORY SOURCE]

It was one of those sleepovers, just me and my bestie, when we got bored and had a dumb idea. Well, she got the brilliant idea anyways.

Apparently, she thought it would be “fun” to try and perform one of those summoning rituals, even though she knew anything and everything paranormal gave me nightmares for weeks. Which is why I think she wanted to do it so bad.

Of course, I wouldn’t willingly go along with the ritual, so my friend had to persuade me by offering her Darkrai plushie which I had coveted for a few weeks now. I remember wondering if the risk of eternal damnation was worth it for just a toy...

Apparently the answer was yes, since I eventually went along with this freaking idea.

The requirement for the ritual was paper, pencil, a candle, 6 random dolls, and 60 minutes of your time.

It had to be in a dark house, or in the middle of the night. We did it around midnight, after everyone else was asleep.

The first step was to put the 6 dolls in a circle.

Then draw a summoning circle on the middle of the paper and put it in the center of the circle of dolls.

After placing it on the floor, recite, “Any entity, you may enter.”

Wait for a while, around a minute, then prick your finger and put your bloody fingerprint in the middle of the summoning circle.

Recite, “By blood we are bound.”

You then turn off all the lights, if any are still left on, then light your candle and recite, “Whomever loses may never leave.”

Afterwards, you stumble around in the dark and play hide-and-seek with whatever you just summoned, if you even successfully summoned anything.

You must switch the room you’re hiding in every 10 minutes or else you will automatically be found by default. If you candle doesn’t blow out within and hour, then you win, and allegedly whatever spirit you summoned will be bound to your eternal service.

If it does blow out, then you’ve been found and you lose. Whatever happens afterwards depends on whatever spirit, peaceful or malevolent, that you summoned.

While me and my friend were huddled in the laundry room whispering and giggling about stupid things, the candle flickered out. I promptly flipped and hid in the corner with my hands over my head waiting for the worst to happen, while my friend laughed at pathetic little me.

After about five minutes of trying to convince me I wasn’t going to die, she told me she had blown out the candle herself. That made me feel a little better, even thought I still didn’t believe it.

Though, the Darkrai plushie I received the next day helped wash my worries away.

Though it wasn’t enough to wash away everything else that was about to happen.

Later on that day after my friend left, my little sister had begged me to let her play my Pokémon Emerald. I let her, since all she did was pretty much give free training to my Pokémon.

I was watching TV, and was a bit peeved when she ran into the room and started nagging me about a green Trapinch, so I waved her off. It took me a few seconds before I realized my grave mistake, so I quickly snatched my GameBoy back.

I was pleasantly surprised to see my sis had somehow managed to find a shiny Trapinch.

I told her to back off and let me handle this, since I wasn’t about to let her try to catch it. Although, things looked bad as my Pokémon were all too strong to weaken it.

But I was feeling confident with over 40 Ultra Balls in stock along with a few backups, so I kept throwing and throwing until one of them worked.

The trouble was, this stubborn Trapinch didn’t want me as its trainer. 

I might not have been able to weaken it, but it still chewed through nearly every one of my PokéBalls.

I was awash with horror at the thought of failing my first ever shiny. That’s when my sister offered to catch it for me.

I didn’t want to hand it over to her, but then my mind rationalized it by thinking that if she failed it, losing the Trapinch would be her fault, not mine.

I was shocked again as she handed me back the GameBoy less than a minute later with a brand new shiny Trapinch in my party named Tommy Boy.

The only response I could think of at first was, “Tommy Boy? Why name it that?”

“Because, it’s a boy and I wanted to name it Tommy, so Tommy Boy!”

I didn’t even want to know what went on in my sister’s head, but I quickly stopped caring and all I could do was just stare at my newfound shiny.

I went to immediately test him out and see what he could do against a wild Sandshrew.

“Tommy Boy refuses to attack!” 

I tried to fight, but I got this refusal instead. I tried to attack the Sandshrew again, but I just kept getting the same message.

“This is a load of crap.”

“Oh, I can make him attack!” My sister stole the GameBoy back and then proceeded to defeat the Sandshrew with no further issue.

“What the... How did you do that?!” My sister gave me a stupid grin, “He listened to me because I’m his mommy!” Sure, whatever, I thought privately to myself.

I was happy to let her train this Trapinch into a Flygon for me, anyway. I was puzzled by its behavior, to say the very least, and decided not asking anything would be better for my health and just kept watching TV.

I thought she would grow bored of training the Pokémon, but no. For the rest of the day and deep into the night, she worked tirelessly to gain experience for Tommy Boy. I wondered how someone could stand training the same Pokémon for so many hours without getting bored at all.

Finally, around 11 PM, she had to go to bed. Unwillingly, she saved the game and turned it off, but not before saying good night to Tommy Boy and kissing the GameBoy goodnight.

I was still allowed to stay up longer, so as soon as she was in bed, I quietly grabbed my GameBoy out from under her bed sheets. Emerald was already in, so I simply switched the game on.

Once the game was loaded, I saw that Tommy Boy was the only one in the party, for some reason.

But he was already evolved into a Flygon, and at level 66. Too bad she only had interest in training Tommy Boy, so much that she decided to stuff all my other team members in the PC.

I started to leave the desert where my sister had last saved when I ran into a wild Baltoy. I lovingly sighed as Tommy Boy came out sparkling. Then, my expression became a bit more serious.

That freaking pixel better listen to me this time.

I clicked on “Fight”. He had new moves: Crunch, DragonBreath, Sandstorm, and Hyper Beam.

I selected Hyper Beam, and desperately hoped that he would obey. I held my breath.

“Tommy Boy refuses to attack!”

“Dang it!!” I yelled at the screen.

Tommy Boy got hit with and attack, which didn’t do too much damage. I kept cursing at the Pokémon. I couldn’t believe I had a shiny in the palm of my hands and it wouldn’t even listen to me!

I selected DragonBreath, despite knowing he wouldn’t obey anyways.

“Tommy Boy wants his mommy!”

I gawked at this line of text. I surely hadn’t seen any Pokémon do that before. I almost wanted to laugh, the way that line was written almost sounded funny, but I was off-put and confused. Tommy Boy got hit with another attack.

“Come on, can’t you at least show some pity for your aunt?!” I spoke aloud to the game, like my sister had started doing. Tommy Boy offered me no pity and kept refusing. I didn’t want to deal with him getting knocked out, so I just turned the game off and begrudgingly went to bed.

The next morning, I found my little sister leaning back in a chair contentedly playing the GameBoy. I realized she snatched it from my room while I was asleep, which I guess was an equal exchange. I asked her if anything weird was happening with the GameBoy, but she said all was fine.

Then she asked me why I was playing on the GameBoy last night.

“Uhh... because it’s my game? I should still be able to play it too.”

She eyed me. “Just don’t mess with Tommy Boy again. Just because you’re his aunt doesn’t mean he likes you.”

She immediately changed her threatening disposition by cheerily calling out, “Oh, good boy, Tommy! You showed that Sandshrew! You make mommy so proud!”

I decided to shrug it off. I wasn’t about to get into an argument with my sister about a video game.

A few days into this, I was over her shoulder watching her play.

She was in the desert, and kept battling the Pokémon there over and over again. Tommy Boy acted like a normal Pokémon, and did nothing unusal.

“Why do you only battle Pokémon in the desert?” “Because, Tommy Boy only likes to battle Pokémon here.” She kept playing, as if everything was normal. After a moment, I thought of another question, “Why will he only obey you and not me?” “I told you, he’ll only listen to his mommy.” “It’s my game he’s on, so I should be his mommy, shouldn’t I? How does he know YOU’RE his mommy?” My sister paused for a moment. After a minute she responded, “Tommy Boy says screw you.” She giggled, while I gave up and left, fuming.

However, days turned into weeks, and my sister had been spending our entire vacation so far just sitting in her room. Apparently, she had started neglecting to eat or drink anything, and would only ever fall asleep when she passed out, GameBoy still in her hands.

It started getting so bad that my mom told me at one point she threw up blood. We’d tried taking the game way from her, but she’d screech at us like she was possessed and tear the whole house apart trying to find it.

Mom said they were arranging for her to see a therapist and get an opinion on what the heck we should do, but for the meantime she was allowed to keep the game, to make things easier for everyone until getting an appointment.

But I wasn’t satisfied with that. I needed to intervene.

One night, I decided to work up the nerve to confront her about her addiction. I found her in her room, as always. She was on the bed with the covers over her head. One would think she was sleeping, but the quiet sounds of the GameBoy gave her away.

I pulled the sheets away from her and she hissed briefly at me before continuing with her eyes glued to the screen. I hardly recognized my happy-go-lucky sister. She looked half dead. I tried holding a conversation with her, but all I got were distant “Mm-hm”s and “It’s fine.” The only way I could get her to talk to me was to attempt to take the game away, to which she immediately responded.

“NO! He’s my baby!!! He NEEDS me!” My sister screeched at me. 

“IT is an inanimate object! It doesn’t NEED anything!” I yelled back at her, clutching her arm that was holding the GameBoy. I managed to rip the Emerald cartridge out of the game while it was still running, causing it to let out horrible screeching sounds. I then pretended to throw it out an open window into the darkness outside of our house, to which my sister immediately pushed me onto the floor and jumped out into the yard after it. 

Picking myself up, I noticed she had dropped my GameBoy, too, so I discreetly plopped the game back into the system and stuffed it into my pocket.

I spitefully closed the window behind my sister. She could come back inside once she realized what this game was doing to her.

What... WAS this game doing to her, I wondered?

Once my sister had collapsed from exhaustion and been carried back to bed by my confused dad (to whom I lyingly explained I had no involvement in this), I decided I would find out for myself.

When I booted up the game, I was in the middle of my secret base in Route 120.

I checked my party to find only Tommy Boy, at a whopping level 100. Since it hand only taken her a day to get him to level 66, she must’ve reached 100 long ago, but she’d still been playing this all month.

Was she seriously doing the same battles over and over, despite him not being able to go any higher...?

When I exited the party screen and was back in the base though, a circle of six Pokédolls were around me that I hadn’t noticed before, which quite frankly creeped me out.

When I tried to move, a text box popped up saying, “Any entity may enter.”

“By blood we are bound.”

A strange red circle appeared in the middle of the circle of dolls, and I quickly realized I didn’t want anything to do with whatever was about to go down.

I tried to step away again, but another text box appeared. 

“Whomever loses may never leave.”

I tried running for dear life out the exit, but I was stopped.

“You may never leave.”

A shiny Flygon appeared in the middle of the circle and let out what I assumed was its cry, albeit I was too horrified for my life at that moment to care much for details, and the game froze.

I shut the game off, stared at it for a second, then suddenly every memory of what I had done earlier in the summer came flooding back at once. I knew exactly what Tommy Boy was now, and I was absolutely terrified.

I wanted to hold myself, cry my eyes out and throw this game into the woods where no one would ever find it, but then I thought about my sister. I thought about how if I didn’t get rid of Tommy Boy now, things would probably get worse and soon I’d wake up to find my little sister stabbing herself to death, or me.

Through my tears, I turned the game back on.

“It’s just you and me now, Tommy. Rematch. Double or nothing.”

If he won, he could take us both. But if I won, he would take his sorry demon hide back to wherever it was he came from. He seemed keen on my offer, as the game started up with no problems.

Once the game was up and running, I found my character in the middle of a dark cave. 

I instinctively went to my party to make someone use Flash, but then I remembered more than likely Tommy Boy was going to be there.

I braced myself...

But I was pleasantly surprised to find there were just some random Pokémon instead.

Of course, I didn't have the HM for Flash. Or the TM for Dig. Or any Escape Rope.

...

Wonderful.

So I stumbled around in the dark, trying to find my way out of this mess.

I kept bumping into walls and rocks, climbing up and down countless ladders, but there was no exit in sight. Or any trainers in sight, for that matter.

In fact, I hadn't run into any wild encounters either, until I came to the conclusion that there was only one Pokémon I would be running into here, and that I should avoid it like the plague.

Was spamming Super Repel going to protect me from a level 100 demonic Flygon? Probably not, but I couldn't be too careful.

After some time nowhere near an hour, I found myself in a small room that had nothing in it. I tried to go back the way I came, but I was stopped. My character wouldn't move. I started to tense up again.

The light surrounding me in-game was snuffed out, and all that could be seen was darkness. I was about to turn the game off before something happened, but before I could, something happened.

“Found you.”

The text in red popped up with a Flygon cry to accompany it, and the game froze again.

"No!" I yelled desperately, flickering the game off and on again. "One chance, give me one more chance!"

Instead, when I loaded the file, I was met with a glitchy, pixelated mess of a screen flashing multicolored lights while blaring the loudest beeping noise I'd ever heard in my life that sent my ears and eyes ringing. I quickly shut off the game and stared at the empty screen in disbelief for I don't know how long.

Had I lost the game?

I couldn't accept that. I was going to play this game all night if I had to. One of us would be leaving tonight, and it wasn't going to be me. Bracing myself, I tightly closed my eyes and powered the game on again. I expected another cacophony of buggy sounds and flashing lights, but surprisingly, I was able to boot up my save file just fine.

But, unfortunately, I didn't get the Round 3 of hide-and-seek that I had vainly asked for.

Instead, I was at the bottom of Mt. Pyre.

I still had the same team as before, unable to Fly or Surf away from this nightmarish set of circumstances that I'd been put in.

I don't know what Tommy Boy was getting at, or what he wanted from me now, but I knew the only way to understand exactly what I was dealing with would be to play along, just for now.

My only option left was to climb Mt. Pyre.

I felt a mounting suspense that kept rising each floor I went to, although I didn't know why. Maybe it was because every floor, even indoors, were all unusually foggy.

However, the wild Shuppet started to make quick work of my low leveled Pokémon.

I then got the sudden idea that maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all. If my entire party fainted, I could get sent back to a Pokémon Center and escape the boundaries of Tommy Boy's "game."

When they all fainted though, I didn't get sent back. Instead, I was still trapped on Mt. Pyre.

All of the Pokémon that were protecting me were gone now.

I still ran into Shuppet, except I kept sending out a large "?" where a Pokémon should've been.

I kept whiting out, only to return to the position I'd started the battle in.

After a nerve-wracking climb though the graveyard, I reached the top.

Surrounding the pedestal at the top were six PokéBalls.

As I checked each one, a picture of a Pokémon would pop up.  They seemed really familiar, and soon I realized all the Pokémon here were part of the team I was just using.

After I checked the sixth Pokémon, I found my character to be trapped in the center of the pedestal with no way out.

I frantically mashed the D-Pad in hopes of finding some way to escape.

In the midst of my panic, a glowing red circle materialized on the ground, connecting all the PokéBalls surrounding the pedestal, with me still in the center.

I remember at that moment thinking, I'm going to die I'm going to die I'm going to die, and I wholeheartedly believed I was going to.

Then, a large text box in all red with a Flygon cry popped up...

“YOU MAY NEVER LEAVE.”

That right there sealed the deal.

I wasted no shred of time pulling out that Emerald cartridge and cutting it into an unrecognizable pile of green plastic with my scissors.

In my desperation, I brushed the remains of the cartridge into my trash can, wrapped up the trash bag, and went to the extent of escaping through my window and throwing it into the woods. Screw littering, screw the police, I didn't want that thing in my house.

And especially screw Tommy Boy. Screw his little game, screw the thought of him having any sort of control over me.

The only way to win is not to play, and I made sure no one would ever play this game again.

The next morning, my much more well-rested little sister asked where my GameBoy was, and I was about to tell her she was never allowed to touch that thing for as long as she lives, but then she asked to play Mario Party Advance on it.

I was baffled, to say the least, but found no problem in it and let her play it. She showed no signs of becoming obsessed and got bored of playing it after an hour, so I was relieved and assumed that the worst was over.

You can be sure I am not, and will never, plan on performing any more summoning rituals any time soon.

Thankfully, my little sister's gone back to being completely normal. If anything, her only sign of change is that she's getting into that "girly stage". She'll get Pokémon plushies and sit them all in a circle and play tea party with them in her room. At least, that's what I think she's doing with them.

Doesn't matter to me though, I'm busy with my own things. I'm happily content with my dear Darkrai plush that took entirely too much effort out of my life to obtain. I feel really bad for neglecting him these past few weeks, but it's okay.

I won't be giving any more of my time or attention to anyone else except my little baby.

[guccybangtan]

The Most Dangerous Game - Park JinYoung

pairing: jinyoung x reader Word Count:3497 Warnings: kind of a crack fic, smut, death/murder; let me know if smths missing a/n: req by @screwyou2020​ hope this is kind of what you were looking for! I tweaked the original ending to leave it open for a part two!  This was my first time writing smut I think so be nice ^.^

let me now what you think!

The club was a normal spot for you and your friends to hit on Friday nights. The seven of you would get all dolled up at one of your places and then go get hammered off of cheap drinks. Some of the times you could find men that were willing to buy you the bottles of Rosé and Henessy. Tonight, you were the one lucky enough to find the man. His name was Jinyoung. He was at the bar with his friends as well, and they were kind enough to invite you and your friends to their booth in the back VIP section of the club. They all seemed to be well mannered enough.

Time began to fly by quicker and quicker as you all had the time of your lives. The boys’ energy was enough to keep you and your friends on the same level. Dancing with Jinyoung on its own was an experience. Boy did this man know how to move his body. It was mesmerizing. He was as fluid as the liquid in your glass.

Not only were his looks captivating, but he had the body of adonis. He could have been a marble sculpture.

The two of you talked briefly between your drink refills and he told you that him and his friends ran one of the most booming companies in Seoul, grossing over 40 billion won in profit a year.

You were hanging with some big dogs that night.

Soon enough, as the clock neared two in the morning, the bar rang the bell for last call. Dancing was able to continue until four, but without the booze it wasn’t as fun. Even though you didn’t necessarily want to leave Jinyoung, you and your girlfriends had decided to call it a night, and make the journey back home.

Jinyoung and his friends walked with you all outside.

“Thank you for being so courteous tonight,’’ you told Jinyoung, “I don't think we’ve had that much fun here since they opened.’’

“It was my pleasure.’’ He responded, pulling you to a halt, “We’ll have to meet up again soon.’’

The smirk that crossed his face could almost be synonymous to sinister. “It seems as if our friends get along quite well also.’’

You glanced to where the five of your friends stood. They were all giggling and practically drooling over the other six boys.

“It does seem that way.’’ You spoke. The silence that grew between the two of you wasn’t uncomfortable. Jinyoung was naturally charismatic, oozing confidence. This was enough to keep things comfortable.

It was so comfortable that when Jinyoung pulled you into his arms and asked you and your friends to accompany them back to the hotel they were staying at all you could do was squeak out a yes.

Dancing with Jinyoung was an entirely different ball game than being pressed into his embrace.

One of Jinyoung’s friends, whom you learned was Jaebum, was quick to call a car to escort you all to their place.

You continued to talk to Jinyoung while you waited for the car to arrive. You let him know that you were studying at the University of Seoul and you were mom to a maltese puppy.

You were quick to learn something else about Jinyoung as well. He liked physical contact. From the moment he pulled you into him he hadn’t released you and continued to hold you while you were talking.

Even when the car had finally pulled up, his hand was there on your hip to guide you into the seat and once you were settled, he placed it over your shoulders, leaning down as you continued to converse.

The ride to the hotel was short, and the way up to their room seemed even shorter. By the time you got to the room, which happened to be a penthouse suite on the top floor, most everyone seemed to be tired, and ready for bed. Your friends had all paired up with one of the boys, but what would you have expected different? You opted to sleep with Jinyoung in his room, but something told you that you would be doing anything but.

As soon as the door was shut it was lips and teeth clashing, both of you wanting to assert dominance over the other. You were practically tripping over each other to make it to the bed where you immediately pushed Jinyoung down and straddled his thighs.

Taking a moment to breathe in the situation, you realized how truly beautiful Jinyoung was. Sure, he had an amazing body, and an ultra charming personality, but his sweet boyish looks entrapped any girl that had yet to fall for him. He looked like the multi-billion dollar man he was but there was also an innocence captured in the softness of his brown irises.

Leaning down once more you captured his lips in a gentle kiss, lacing one of your hands through the hair at the nape of his neck while the other rested firmly against his jaw. His hands found purchase on the soft expanse of your hips, kneading the flesh that rested underneath the lace of your skimpy dress. One of his hands found its way to the zipper of your dress and in one swift movement it was falling from your body.

Sliding off of Jinyoung, you let the black fabric pool at your feet, leaving you in a black lace bra and matching panties. While this whole thing wasn’t planned, it seemed as if the universe was aligning for you.

“Y’know, while I love all this attention, it’s awfully unfair that you’re still fully dressed,’’ You whined, pulling at the button down spread over Jinyoung’s broad shoulders.

“Patience, my sweet girl, is a virtue. A virtue you might find coming in handy soon.’’ Jinyoung laughed, beginning to unbutton his shirt.

As he neared the bottom, he stood up, once again towering over your form. Sliding the shirt off of his shoulders, he took a step toward you.

“I think you know where this is headed.’’ He said, thumb running across your bottom lip.

You nodded, swallowing thickly.

“Good girls get rewarded, but bad girls get punished. Now, why don’t you show me how good of a girl you are?” Jinyoung asked, words punctuated by the sound of his belt unbuckling.

You sank to your knees, hands taking the place of Jinyoungs. You finished unbuttoning his pants, taking a moment to run your hand over the prominent bulge forming in his underwear.

Pulling his pants down far enough to free his throbbing member, you gave a few experimental licks to his red tip. Glancing up at him, his brown eyes were now dark with lust. Sliding his pants the rest of the way down to his ankles, you licked a thick strip up the bottom of his member, right along the throbbing vein, taking his tip into your mouth and sucking. You began to bob your head, pumping what didn’t fit in your mouth with your hand. Groans began to fall from Jinyoung's lips, and his hips began to move, almost of their own accord. It wasn’t long until you felt the tip of his cock in the back of your throat.

“Look at you Y/N,” Jinyoung panted, “you take my cock so well.”

Thrusting harshly into your throat, you did your best to relax your jaw and let the man do what he wanted. You wanted nothing but to please Jinyoung.

It wasn’t long before your nails were digging into his thighs, tears streaming down your face, as you began to choke for oxygen.

“Fuck, I’m close,’’ Jinyoung spoke, pulling himself out of your mouth. “If I come, it’ll be inside you.’’

Jinyoung pulled you up into a kiss, this one rougher than any of the others before it.

“You’re being such a good girl for me Y/N, I think it's time you get some of your reward.’’

Lifting you up, Jinyoung moved back toward the bed, setting you in the center of it.

“Tell me, Y/N. When was the last time a real man touched you like this?” Jinyoung inquired.

You stuttered, shaking your head. All the sex you’ve had previously were shitty drunk flings, honestly much like this. Only they were with the shitty men from the bar and not a billionaire.

“That’s what I thought.’’ He hummed, ripping your panties off.

“I’m gonna eat you out until you can’t remember your name, then I’m gonna fuck you so good all you’ll remember is mine.’’

Let it be known that Jinyoung is a man of his word. He pulled your legs apart, diving right into your clit and sucking. He licked and nipped at your clit, jolts of pleasure already spreading through your tummy. He continued to mouth at your dripping pussy, pushing his tongue deep into your slit. Jinyoung spread your legs further apart, pushing his face deeper into your wetness. Moving his attention back to your clit, he was quick to shove two fingers inside of you.

“Oh, Jinyoung!” You moaned, lacing your fingers back into his hair.

You felt the knot in your stomach beginning to tighten, but this time, it was almost different. It felt more powerful. Jinyoung continued his ministrations, bringing you to your high almost instantly.

“Fuck,’’ you sighed as he removed his fingers from you.

“I hope you can last another orgasm, baby, because I promised to fuck you good.’’ Jinyoung said, climbing onto the bed over you. 

“If your mouth is that good I can’t wait to see what that dick does.’’ You giggled.

“Just you wait.’’ He smirked.

Jinyoung lined his tip up with your slit, and began to push in.

He was bigger than most men you’d been with, so the burn you felt from the stretch of his cock was more than what you were used to.

Jinyoung gave you a few seconds to adjust.

“You can move now,’’ You whimpered.

Slowly, Jinyoung pulled his cock almost all the way out, and thrust back into you harshly.

“Oh god.’’ You moaned, gripping his shoulders.

Jinyoung set a quick pace, one that was pleasurable for both of you.

“Fuck me harder.’’ You moaned.

“Just remember you asked for it.” Jinyoung responded as he pulled out.

“What the-’’ you started.

Jinyoung flipped you onto your stomach, pulling you up so your knees were under you, and he resheathed himself inside of you. He began to piston himself in and out of your pussy, the only sounds in the room now the skin on skin contact from his hips slapping your ass.

Grabbing a fistful of your hair, Jinyoung pulled you up so your back was flush with his chest. He kneaded the soft flesh of your breast as he began to suck the skin of your neck, littering it with red and purple marks.

“Are you close?” He grunted.

All you could do was nod. The feeling of Jinyoung’s cock buried deep within your walls was amazing.

Reaching down to rub your clit, you pushed yourself over the edge, walls clamping onto Jinyoung’s cock.

Jinyoung soon reached his high as well and you milked him for all he was worth, feeling his seed deep inside of yourself.

He was gentle when he pulled out, moving to get a damp washcloth to clean the both of you.

Jinyoung slid into bed behind you, pulling you into his arms.

You snuggled into his embrace, and let him hold you, not knowing what the morning would hold.

As you drifted off, you could’ve sworn you heard Jinyoung apologizing.

-

When you awoke, it felt hotter than it did when you fell asleep. Willing your eyes to open, you realized that you were no longer safe in Jinyoung’s embrace in the hotel room. You were in some sort of field surrounded by trees.

Looking around, you saw that all your friends were there as well.

About five feet from you all, there was a table that had a note on it.

The note read:

While all of you were very nice young ladies, this was always our original intent. We can see you, even now as you sit in the field. You will be given 20 minutes from the time you wake up to get a head start and try your best to survive. Surely, you’re all very confused, but we have no time for questions. The rules are simple. Get caught, get killed. We might find it in our hearts to spare some of you, but we must play it by ear. I suppose we’ll see how things go. Good luck, and hope we don’t catch you.

              -Your friends, GOT7

“What the hell!” Jessica exclaimed.

“What does this even mean?” Nattie asked, “Are they hunting us?”

“I guess,” you shrugged, “We should probably get going.’’

“Going where?” Raquel asked.

“Somewhere to hide!” Danielle exclaimed.

“We’re literally all about to die!” Mackenzie cried.

“Not if we fucking go!” Bella spoke.

“The note says we get 20 minutes, we’ve been here for probably ten, we really need to move.’’ Danielle said.

“They can’t possibly be serious! I’m not going anywhere!” Jessica sat down.

“Fine, if you think they’re joking, stay here and get killed, I know me, Y/N, and Bella are gonna go. Anyone else wanna come?” Danielle asked.

“I think Jessie’s right. They can’t be serious!” Nattie said, planting herself next to Jessica.

“Rocky, I think you should come with us.” Y/N said to Raquel.

She looked between her friends. “This sucks.’’

“Tell me about it.’’ Bella said.

“Kenz, are you staying?” Danielle asked.

She nodded, “This can’t be real.’’

“I know I don’t want to stick around to find out.’’ You spoke, “let’s go. We’ve wasted enough time already.’’

You, Danielle, Rocky, and Bella took off toward the trees.

“If they can’t see us, we’ll have more time to hide.’’ Bella said.

“True.’’ The three of you nodded in agreement.

The four of you continued to run until you were well concealed by the tree line.

“Should we go back for the others?” Rocky asked after a few minutes of walking.

“Absolutely not.” Danielle spoke. She was the oldest out of all of you. Rocky was the youngest.

“They made their choice, Rocky. We have no idea what’s going on. We’d only be putting ourselves at risk.’’ Bella interjected.

“Yeah but-’’

“They read the note just the same as us.’’ You started, “they decided they wanted to stay.’’

Before any of you could say anything further, screams pierced the air.

“Oh fuck.’’ Bella exclaimed.

“We gotta move.’’ Danielle rushed.

You all began to move, just as the bullets came whizzing past your heads.

“Split up!” You heard Danielle scream.

Without a second thought, you took off to the left, away from the bullets. 

Roots were catching your feet as branches whipped your face. It was painful, but now was not the time to be thinking about such things.

‘They can’t have unlimited bullets.’ You thought. ‘They’ll have to run out eventually.’  

The thought calmed you at first, but then being bludgeoned to death scared you more.

Continuing to run, the sounds of bullets got farther and farther away, but so did the screams. ‘They’re all gonna be dead.’

Tears began involuntarily making their way out of your eyes. Could it really have been last night that you were bedded with Jinyoung? There was no way that that man was the same man out here hunting you today.

Maybe he really was apologizing last night. You thought you had imagined it. Apparently not.

Thinking back to it, there were a few times where he seemed off, and maybe this was why.

All you could do was hope you evaded them long enough.

-

You had been running for what felt like ever. Eventually, you reached a fence. It was probably 20 feet high, topped with barbed wire. They’ve obviously done things like this before. You decided the smartest thing to do would be to follow the fence until you found somewhere adequate to hide.

As you followed it, it began to force you back to the right.

You hadn’t heard anything in a long time now.

Just as you started to let your guard down, you were blindsided by someone jumping out of the bushes.

A scream forced its way out of your throat as you came face to face with BamBam, who stood at least a foot taller than you, weilding a knife.

“I had my bets placed on you being the one that lived the longest.’’ He laughed, “Guess not!”

He lunged at you, and you were barely able to avoid his attack.

Taking off again, it wasn’t hard to hear he was close after you.

Looking back to see how far he was, you crashed into someone else.

Scrambling back on your bottom, you tried to distance yourself from them, the tears beginning to fall again.

“You know the rules BamBam, she’s mine.’’ 

That voice sounded familiar.

“Ah you’re no fun hyung!’’

“Don’t make me call Jaebum.’’

“I’m going, I’m going! You’re welcome for flushing her out by the way!”

BamBam was waved off by the flick of the wrist.

“Scram.’’

There you sat, waiting for your death. A death that never came.

Looking up, you were face to face with Jinyoung.

“Are you just going to sit on the ground?”

You didn’t move a muscle.

“Look Y/N, if I was going to kill you I would have.’’

‘He had a point.’

Getting to your feet, you dusted yourself off.

“What now then?” You asked.

“You are going to go back to where you came from, because wherever it is, it was safe.’’ Jinyoung said matter of factly.

“What do you mean?” You shook your head. You didn’t understand.

“No one had seen you until you came back over here. If you go back that way you’ll be okay.’’ Jinyoung said through gritted teeth.

It clicked. He was protecting you.

Almost as if he’d read your mind, Jinyoung said: “Look, I’m sorry about your friends, but unless you want to join them, I suggest you go.’’

You sighed, following the fence back the way you’d come. Jinyoung watched you until you were out of sight.

Maybe some of the girls would be okay. All you could do was hope.

Once you got back to where you were, you settled yourself against a tree and sat. You were tired and hungry. Resigning to whatever happened, you let sleep overtake you.

When you awoke again, the sun was beginning to set.

You had no idea what time you had awoken in the first place, and no idea how long you had been running for. Therefore you had no idea what time it was.

‘I guess nothing happened while I was out.’ You thought.

You had no better plan than to return to the clearing where this whole thing started.

Before you even broke through the treeline, you could see the boys, along with two smaller figures

“They’re not all dead!” you said to yourself aloud.

You broke into a run, heading straight for them all.

“Ah Y/N! Nice of you to join us.’’ BamBam said.

“What’s going on?” You asked, looking at Jinyoung.

“We got bored.’’ BamBam interjected again, “You three are too much work. So we’ll let you live.’’

Sitting on the ground were Danielle and Bella.

“You three are also the only smart ones of your friends, because you were the only ones who wanted to run.’’ Jaebum added.

“So what now?” Bella asked.

“We go have dinner.” Jackson pointed to the house in the distance.

“I’m starving.” Yugyeom spoke up.

The rest of the boys nodded in agreement.

They began walking back to the house.

You and the girls sat there baffled.

Jinyoung turned to you three.

“They’re all a bunch of liars.” He spoke, crossing his arms. “Three of us broke the one rule that we’re supposed to uphold.

“And that is?” Danielle asked.

“Not to get attached.’’ He replied, looking at you.

“So two of your friends are attached to us?” Bella asked standing up. “They just killed our friends!”

“It’s not that simple.’’ Jinyoung stressed, “From the beginning each one of us liked one of you, from that point on we were supposed to have our fun out here and be done. On to the next. But I know for me and Y/N…’’ he trailed off. “I talked to Youngjae and Mark the next earlier before this and they were in the same boat.’’

“So this had nothing to do with us being smart? You’re just a bunch of idiots.’’ You said

“If you wanna think about it that way I guess so.’’

The three of you just sighed.

“C’mon, I’m sure you’re hungry. I promise they’re not gonna try anything else.’’ Jinyoung pleaded, extending his hand to you.

You looked from his eyes to his hand, eventually deciding on taking it.

“What’s the worst that could happen?”

[jarmes]

Beating Pokemon Sapphire with (almost) no damaging moves

Last year, I decided to beat Pokemon Leafgreen without using any damaging moves. It was hard, but doable. A few weeks back, I decided to try and find out if you can beat Pokemon Sapphire under the same ruleset. The answer is no. You can’t. It is physically impossible. Let me explain why.

I started the game up, fast-forwarded through the introduction, and chose Mudkip as my starter. Unlike Leafgreen, which features Bulbasaur, one of the best stall Pokemon in Gen 3, all of the starters in Hoenn are terrible for this run, lacking any real way to stall. I went with Mudkip because it’s the most defensive. Tackle is a damaging move, so Mudkip is unable to use anything but Growl. Fortunately, the Poohcheyana is programmed to run away before it beats you.

I named Mudkip GarbageBoyStinkman (technically GBSM because of character limits) and traveled to Route 103 to meet with May. Having no way to deal damage, I ran from all wild Pokemon along the way. Unfortunately, this is the point the run becomes unwinnable.

You cannot beat May without dealing damage. It cannot be done. None of the starters have any moves that can take out opponents through status moves. Now, you may be thinking, what if I caught another Pokemon on the route? Well, you can’t. You can’t buy Pokeballs until after you beat May. And you can’t trade because you only have one Pokemon. We can’t beat May because her Torchic takes us out in a few hits, and we can’t level up before May because all of the wild Pokemon around do the same. So, the run is over. Game over.

Hence the “almost” in the title. Because May is impossible, we’ll try to beat the game without attacking anyone else. It takes four tackles to take out her Torchic. Technically, because criticals do double damage, two criticals could take May out in two hits, setting our minimum attacking moves at two. Getting two crits in a row only happens one percent of the time, but it is possible. I opted for four hits because the battle was already a wash and moved on.

Birch gives us five Pokeballs and we finally have a little breathing room. Our best strategy, for now, is going to be stalling until enemy Pokemon struggle themselves to death. Mudkip lacks the bulk needed to take a few dozen hits and would end up struggling before the opponent, so I need to get some reinforcements. I caught five Zigzagoon: Chocolate, Caramel, Taffy, Lolly, and Liquorice. Full party in hand, I marched to Route 102 and ran into Youngster Calvin, a six-year-old with a single level five Zigzagoon.

Calvin is the hardest trainer that I’ve ever beaten in any challenge run. Calvin is so insanely difficult that he made me question if the run is actually possible.

At level five, Calvin’s Zigzagoon knows three moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, and Growl. Combined, these two moves have 75 PP, meaning I need to stall for 105 turns before the Zigzagoon will struggle. Growl and Tail Whip are fine, but Tackle deals damage, and my team needs to shrug off 35 of them, plus however many struggles it will take for the Zigzagoon to knock itself out.

Even when my team has used Growl six times and Calvin has avoided all uses of Tail Whip, Calvin’s Zigzagoon can take a member of the Candy Squad out in five hits and GBSM out in six. Now, looking at those numbers, it seems that Zigzagoon should just barely be beatable. Unfortunately, it isn’t. Cal’s Zigzagoon is able to take out the first two of its brothers before they minimize its attack and tail Whip lowers the number of hits we can take. Plus, Struggle does just as much damage as Tackle but only does half as much in recoil, meaning that, if my math is right, it’ll take ten struggles for it to die, meaning that even in the absolute best circumstances, we’d need to survive 45 hits when we only have enough HP to take 36.

Now, there are a few random factors that make me think this battle may be technically possible at this point. Zigzagoon chooses its moves at random, meaning that it could in theory save all of its Tail Whips until after wasting its Tackles. And, as previously mentioned, Tackle can miss, which gives us a free hit to survive. But, at the same time, Zigzagoon can get criticals which effectively doom us. After two more tries, I decided that this battle wasn’t winnable, at least not yet.

So, we can’t beat a level five Zigzagoon. But, the question is, can we beat a level two Wurmple? Because if we can beat some wild Pokemon on Route 201, we can get some EXP and become strong enough to beat Youngster Calvin. Unfortunately, my team right now is just barely too weak to survive a single battle.

Fortunately, I bought a couple of potions. If I use a potion right before the Wurmple can take out Mudkip, I can just barely survive. Now, I only had a few potions, but I wasn’t too worried. After each battle, Zigzagoon has a 10% chance to give a random item after battle, including Super Potions, Rare Candies, and things like Nuggets and Full Restores that I can sell for money. With five Zigzagoon, I had a ~40% chance of getting an item after each battle I won.

But, luck wasn’t on my side. By the time Mudkip reached level eight, I was completely out of items. And Mudkip still wasn’t tough enough to survive a battle without a potion. Game over.

So I completely restarted. This time, I was smarter with my Pokeballs. Instead of throwing them willy nilly and having to buy ten more after running out, I saved and reset until I caught five Zigzagoon using the five balls Birch gave me. I also avoided Calvin until I was ready for him, because losing to him wasted money. The extra money this run gave me was enough to start my grind with ten potions instead of three. Also, I made sure that all of the Zigzagoon I caught were level three this time, hoping that the one extra HP would help. I made a save state and started grinding.

I also switched to hunting Poochyena instead of hunting Wurmple. They deal the same damage at level two and don’t know string shot, which made things go quicker. After my first Poochyena defeat, one of the Zigzagoon picked up a Full Restore, which I was able to sell for five extra potions.

Finally, after hours of grinding, Mudkip hit level ten and was able to survive a battle without a potion. I was ready. I marched up to Calvin and stalled. The battle came down to the wire, with Mudkip being the only team member standing when Calvin started struggling.

And then I ran out of Growls. I could not switch out, I could not attack. I was at full health from the last potion, so I could not use another. Calvin was struggling and I was without any means to beat him. Fortunately, one of the Zigzagoon picked up a Revive while I was grinding and I was able to use it to revive a Zigzagoon and switch to it. Still, I came dangerously close to losing.

After Calvin was defeated, I knew the run was possible. There were half a dozen trainers between me and Petalburg Woods, but fortunately, all of them could be avoided. Petalburg Woods contains two things that were useful for me: Cascoon and Silcoon, who only know Harden and can be trained on easily, and Shroomish, the first member of my actual team.

I caught the Shroomish with an Ultra Ball one of the Zigs picked up and named it Plus Ultra. Shroomish didn’t have any status moves yet, but it did have the ability Effect Spore, which could in theory be used to poison opponents. Effect Spore was too unreliable to rely on, though. I trained Shroomish up to level ten, where she learned Leech Seed. Finally, I had a consistent, controllable means to deal damage. Leech Seed drains one-eighth of the target’s health each turn, giving me a way to slowly whittle down opponents. It doesn’t work on grass types, and it’s slow, but it works well enough for now.

I stormed my way through the early game, beating Roxanne without issue. In Dewford Cave I got the TM for Flash and taught it to Shroomish. Flash is actually a decent stall move; the lowered accuracy does wonders to help Plus Ultra survive while waiting for Leech Seed to kill. I also grabbed the Everstone and gave it to Shroomish to keep her from evolving. Brawly was tough. His Pokemon hit hard, especially after a few Bulk Ups. I managed to get lucky and beat him on my second attempt. All of what I’ve said so far happened in a single six-hour play session, by the way. After beating Brawly, I saved the game and went to bed.

I booted up the game the next day and, for some odd reason I was back in Odale town. That’s weird. Also, I didn’t have any badges. And I didn’t have Shroomish. And all of my Pokemon were as weak as they were before the grind. That’s really weird.

I’m sure I saved after Brawly, but for some reason, it didn’t go through. I reverted to my last save before that. So, naturally, I did the only sane thing: redid everything until I got back to Brawly. It was...fun.

I went through Slateport without much issue; I ran out of Leech Seed PP against a Marill in the Seashore House and had to struggle it out, but that only took an eternity. North of Slateport I caught a new team member: Tex Mex the Gulpin. Gulpin had a decent bulk and comes with Poison Gas and Yawn, giving me a second way to take out opponents and a way to deal with Grass types.

I ran into a trainer with a Roselia on Route 110 and was reminded that Grass/Poison Pokemon are nightmares. Fortunately, I was able to walk around her. I mean, in theory, I could either take a Roselia out with a Zubat that knows Supersonic, by struggling it out, or getting it to kill itself by using Mega Drain on Gulpin because of her Liquid Ooze ability, but none of those plans are worth the effort.

May was, like before, annoying. I took out her Wailmer and Numel easily enough, but her Grovile took out Gulpin with Quick Attack. Fortunately, it poisoned itself thanks to Effect Spore. I made my way to Mauville, grabbed the Mach Bike, and made my way to the Day Care. I abused the Day Care to get both of my main team members up to Level 28. Gulpin evolved into Swalot and gained the new, fantastic moveset of Toxic/Poison Powder/Encore/Amnesia.

Leech Seed and Poison Powder both kill in eight turns. Toxic kills in five, making it our new method of taking things out. Also, I kept Poison Powder because it has a lot of PP making it a good move to waste time with.

I also evolved Mudkip, hoping the new Ground typing would help me beat Wattson. I ended up not needing it, because Shroomish and Swalot took him out with ease. I kept moving through the game until I reached a roadblock on Route 112. An unavoidable trainer with a Roselia. Fortunately, I had a plan.

In the Fiery Path, you can find wild Slugma. Slugma has the ability Flame Body, which has the ability to burn your opponent if they hit you with a contact move. The roadblock Roselia knows Poison Sting, which is a physical move. So I caught a Slugma and named it Sheers. Unfortunately, it has Magma Armor instead of Flame Body. So I caught a second one and named it Sheerz. It also had Magma Armor. The third Slugma, Shers, did have Flame Body. I took it to the Roselia, let it get pounded by Poison Sting, and...it fainted. Turns out Poison Sting doesn’t do contact.

So anyway I released the three Slugma and struggled out the Roselia. On Route 113 I caught a new team member: Punji the Skarmory. Skarmory is a famously bulky Pokemon, with great defensive stats, fantastic typing, and access to the interesting combination of Spikes and Whirlwind. Unfortunately, it doesn’t learn Spikes until level 42. And I caught it at level 16. So, he’s going to be wearing the EXP share and working as a tank for a while.

I stormed through the game until reaching Lavaridge. Lavaridge features cheap herbal medicine, which I used constantly throughout this run. Flannery’s fire Pokemon were a nightmare for Shroomish and Skarmory, but Swalot saved the day, using Amnesia to boost her Special Defence and tank Torkoal’s Overheat. After Flannery, I ran to the desert and grabbed the Sandstorm TM, which I taught to Skarmory to give him a way to deal damage. Sandstorm kills in sixteen turns, which isn’t great, but it does give us a way to take out Roselia. I also caught a Baltoy. I named it Tick because the first two I tried to catch Self Destructed. Baltoy doesn’t learn any status moves until 31, so I taught it Flash and kept it on the bench for a while.

Norman was tough. Poisoning his Pokemon allows them to decimate me with Facade, so I was forced to rely on Leech Seed for damage. Even then, he was able to use Focus Punch flinching, making the battle brutal. Fortunately, Truancy gave me time to heal my team and Norman eventually went down.

I ignored Wattson’s pleas for help and made my way to Fortree City. Along the way, I picked up an Absol I named Obama. His only good move at that point was Taunt, meaning that I had another near useless Pokemon to babysit. Wiona was tough, but Skarmory’s bulk and Swalot’s toxic helped me survive. I had my new Absol Taunt her Altaria to keep her from spamming Dragon Dance. Her Skarmory ended up being the most frustrating one to take out, because it kept killing Shroomish before I could get a Leech Seed off.

After Wiona, Baltoy learned Sandstorm and I taught it Reflect and Light Screen via TM, giving it a use. I caught a Duskull and named her M87. She started with Confuse Ray and Disable, making her a good Pokemon to shut down opponents while waiting for Toxic to kill them. Tate and Liza hit hard, but they only had two Pokemon, both of which Swalot was able to Toxic before going down. At the end of the battle, only Duskull and Baltoy were still standing, but the twins were down. I saved the game and ended another lengthy play session.

And I ended up back at Norman. It was at that point that I learned a fun quirk of my emulator. If you make a Save State, then play for a few hours, then make a battery save, it deletes the battery save and instead opens the save state next time. This also explains the weird issue with me ending up back at Odale Town.

This time, I didn’t have the patience to go through the game fighting trainers. Instead, I snuck past trainers until I caught Absol and Duskull again then abused the Daycare to get all of them up to level 42. This left the team without EVs, but I considered it a good sacrifice for not having to sit through dozens of slow battles.

After my Day Care abuse, I had a few new toys to play with. Duskull evolved into Dusclops, learning Will-O-Wisp and Curse along the way. Baltoy learned Cosmic Power and evolved into Claydol. Finally, Skarmory learned Spikes which, when combined with the Roar TM, gave him a reliable damage method. I also taught Obama Protect from a TM. I stomped the rematches against Wiona and the twins and made my way to the undersea cave.

The Undersea Cave was annoying, both because I had to leave Claydol and Absol behind for HM requirements and because the grunts kept using Taunt. Archie revived Kyogre and I went to Sootopolis to defeat it. Kyogre, the monstrous God of the sea, went down in four turns thanks to Dusclops’s Curse.

Wallace’s Milotic’s spamming of Recover was annoying, but I taunted it and stalled it out. With my eight gym badges, I was able to take on Victory Road. But I wasn’t ready, not quite. The late game battles had been getting harder and harder, so I decided to do a bit of prep work. I fought one hundred different Marill to give my team some HP EVs. I was going to do the same with Cascoon/Silcoon, but decided that I value my own time too much. I grabbed the Focus Band from Meteor Falls. I also made my way through the Ruined Ship because I remembered that the Leftovers were located in a trash can; they aren’t, they’re on the boat that you unlock by beating the Elite Four. Finally, I went back and fought some of the trainers I skipped so I could get money for healing items. My prep work done, I marched through Victory Road.

The trainers were tough, but beatable. I did have to keep leaving to heal my team at the Pokecenter, which was annoying. Waiting at the end of Victory Road was Wally. He sent out his Roselia, that devil, and I took it out with Dusclops’s Curse. I did some quick grinding before the Elite Four and Absol learned the move I caught it for: Perish Song. Perish Song essentially allows me to automatically win if I can get an opponent down to a single Pokemon. Going into the Elite Four, this was my team:

Plus Ultra (Shroomish)

Leech Seed/Flash/Stun Spore/Toxic

Tex Mex (Swalot)

Toxic/Amnesia/Protect/Attract

Punji (Skarmory)

Spikes/Sandstorm/Roar/Sand-Attack

Tick (Claydol)

Sandstorm/Cosmic Power/Reflect/Light Screen

M87 (Dusclops)

Will-O-Wisp/Confuse Ray/Disable/Curse

Obama (Absol)

Perish Song/Double Team/Taunt/Protect

I started out my battle with Sidney with some Spike/Roar comboing from Skarmory. After Skarmory went down, I switched to Swalot and took out a few Pokemon with Toxic. His last Pokemon, his Absol, went down to my Absol’s new Perish Song.

Phoebe’s team of Ghosts abused status moves, forcing me to keep switching out Pokemon. None of the team was knocked out, but the whole team had to step in to get rid of Phoebe.

Glacia was a challenge. Her super effective Ice Beams and Shadow Balls cut through my team. Worse, she managed to freeze Swalot twice. Her Walrein hit like a truck and would have taken out the entire team without Perish Song. At the end of the battle, all I had left was a red health Absol.

My plan for Drake was to have Swalot use Toxic then switch to Claydol. Unfortunately, I was out of Toxic when the battle started. Shroomish managed to take out Shieldon, but was one-shotted by Drake’s Flygon. I sent out Dusclops to use Will-O-Wisp, which missed three times in a row. Dusclops went down to a super effective Crunch, but I revived it and took out both Flygon and the Salamence with Curses and heal item spam. Altaria went down to a Perish Song, opening up the Champion battle, but I knew I was far from ready.

I used my Rare Candies I’d collected over the run, thanks to my Zigzagoon, to get a few last minute levels in. Shroomish finally learned Spore. I took off the Everstone and my boy finally evolved into Breloom. Would it have been easier to just forget about Spore and evolve at 23, as opposed to carrying around a near useless Shroomish for half the run? Yeah, probably. But whatever, I wanted the cool 100% sleep chance.

So, how did my fight with Steven go? Well, I recorded it and uploaded it here.

By the ingame timer, this run took 72 hours. But, I used superspeed. In reality, it only took 17 hours, mostly done during college lectures. I enjoyed this run, it was a fun challenge. I’ve already started on another run, this time in a much more difficult Pokemon game, so look forward to that. Thanks for reading.

[suffering-and-happy-about-it]

An Unexpected Visitor (Sriracha, Part 40.)

Series description: A problematic college student gets the worst summer job of the ‘83 - Jim Hopper, the Chief of police in your hometown will have you as his secretary since his old lady Flo has two months lasting holiday. It was agreed so Hopper could keep you far away from all the trouble.

Part Summary: Early fall of ‘85. Everything seemed to be going just great - you were married, in love, almost finished with with your university studies, you had your baby back in your home and had some exciting news... Which was why someone had took you by a surprise.

A/N: I am honestly having so much fun, sksksks.

Word count: 3.1K

Tagging:  @nemodoren, @missdictatorme, @ysljordy, @creedslove​, @hopperlover, @btchsm, @rita-lean

Master list: H E R E

Series playlist: Jim Hopper 😠

You gave yourself three more days to accommodate to the new situation. It could be just the post-ceremony stress you were experiencing, right? Jim, as the good soul he was in his core, prepared you some breakfast the following morning, bringing it to your bed. It was obvious what you'll be doing that day since he took a day off and Eleven was staying at your mom's. James jokingly said that no-one will see you for the week following the wedding and look at that, he wasn't wrong.

As time went on, it was more and more obvious that something isn't completely in check with you. Whether it was the fact that almost every morning, you spent at least ten minutes with the feeling of being sick or the fact that you were capable of giving Jim a long lecture just because he didn't take off his shoes as soon as he got in. He was jokingly saying that you put your wife mode pretty early and you, as well, chuckled at that. Not knowing what to think about all of that.

The holiday in Maine suddenly wasn't such a good idea as you thought it would be. It was supposed to be your honeymoon and a family holiday at once since your budget wasn't exactly the highest. You were supposed to visit some ultra-romantic location for three days with Jim and spend a week at Joyce's.

Yet a week before the trip itself, you decided that you want to keep the voucher from Joyce for later, sticking to the kids and Joyce for the whole ten days. Hopper sure was caught off guard with that since you were all over the place for the romantic weekend when Joyce gave you the voucher as a wedding gift, yet he didn't protest at all.

You chose Steve as your co-driver to take a short break from being with Hopper all the damn time and to savor those sweet moments on the gas station. A few years, the kids would be disgusted to see you being touchy-feely with each other. You remembered them grinning every time they were visiting your pace and Jim came home, automatically receiving a smooch and a hug for you. Now, they just turned away and talked about stuff. And also, you didn't want him to see you hyperventilating into a paper bag once vomit comes to your throat again.

Steve, on the other hand, kept you busy while he was driving or even if you were sitting behind the steering wheel. He was choosing some nice jams to sing along with kids, or you played some games like word soccer to keep you, Lucas, Dustin, and Nancy busy. Or, when the car was quiet for too long, Nancy would think of a word, letting you guess what she's thinking about. You chose a good bunch for the car ride. Robin, since she couldn't sit on any of the backseats, was mostly hiding in the trunk of Steve’s car and occasionally, she changed with one of the children.

When you were in the middle, changing with Steve, Hopper asked Nancy if she would drive at least for an hour or so because he needed some rest. She nodded, which meant that you got Mike into your car instead of Nancy - Wheeler for a Wheeler, as Dustin had said. Of course that Jim also couldn't see these two snuggling constantly, that was why he asked you to take Mike to your car.

Even if you were locked up with all of these psychos for a good portion of ten days, the vacation couldn't be better. You visited many places, went to a beach to swim and watched movies in the evenings.

"You don't look healthy. Is everything okay back there?" - Joyce asked worriedly when you, her, and Nancy were preparing some peanut butter sandwiches. You shot your gaze at Nancy, but... Who on earth would this girl tell about your sickness?

"That sounds like you're worried if my grumpy old husband..." - You told her loud enough to hear Hopper chuckle from watching the movie. - "It just came across that you think he's beating me. That's not the case, don't worry."

"Hopper beating you?" - Joyce burst out with laughter, looking at Nance who was also grinning. - "You'd sooner kicked his bottom than him even getting to beat you. No, I mean, are you okay? Since the wedding, you had lost a lot of weight and your hair also looks different. And you seem to be tired all the time since you arrived."

"And let's not forget about your morning trips to the bathroom. It's a miracle that El or Hopper didn't notice yet since you're not exactly discreet about it." - Nancy added from cutting the edges. It maybe came off as a rude comment, but it wasnt meant as one. Both of the women were just worried.

"Maybe it's just the nerves, as Robin said." - You tried to shake it off with a nervous smile and you mixed Dustin and Will’s hot cocoa they ordered. At that, both of the ladies looked at you with a face knowing something you didn't.

"What would Hopper say about another child? Have you talked about that?" - Joyce asked pretty blatantly, looking at the peanut butter jar innocently. You weren't exactly surprised that this was their main concern. It crossed your mind too. What if you were pregnant? Just theoretically? There were a few occasions where you nor James were exactly careful with what you were doing in the bed, especially when he came back from the dead.

A long exhale of yours was more than a thousand words. But when you saw Joyce's shocked face, you shook your head immediately. - "I mean, yeah, I theoretically asked him once or twice if having children is something he would still be up to, but his answer... I don't know, gals, it was... He didn't exactly say no, but he wasn’t jumping around with excitement either."

"See?" - Joyce asked fenced with the butter knife in her hand, having her duh face on. - "He's opened to it, and that is the best you'll get out of Hopper. He wasnt too excited about seeing you at the begging either, don't you think?" - She poked fun of you a bit, having Nancy smile as well. - "And now he proclaims it the best idea he ever had." - She walked up to you, hugging one of your sides, Nancy joining on the other side.

"We’ll be here if you'd need some help, okay?" - Nancy whispered. No matter what, the idea of being an auntie made both the ladies smile. And you as a mom? You hadn't a problem with getting Eleven and the children gange under your thumb, what would the difference with your baby be?

Yet you felt kinda nervous when you gave all of the food and drinks to the kids, sitting beside Hopper. Someone started the movie, but the man couldn't look away from you. - "Why are you staring at me? I thought that this phase is way beyond us." - You accused him jokingly, laying down on the couch to watch The Breakfast Club, which was chosen by the girls for the night. Other nights, you watched movies like The Planet of Apes or Star Trek, so it was a fine compromise. Or ’halfway happy’ as Jim and Eleven called it.

"You're not lookin’ good is what I wanted to say." - Hopper chuckled, watching your mouth open wide. - "I mean, you don't usually look this ugly, so I'm just worried." - Jim finished, teasing the living hell out of you. With a smile, you kissed him, feeling the familiar scratch of a beard on your face. - "Shut up and watch the damn movie, James." - You chuckled, getting into a good position.

You fell asleep on the couch in the middle of the movie, both of you. So even if it was Dustin and Mike’s sleeping place, they decided to sleep in the garden in a tent with Steve and Robin, who were telling them scary stories the whole night. You knew that because around three a.m., back pain waked you up and as soon as you got up, Hopper had conquered the whole couch by himself.

When you went to sit on the terrace with a cup of cocoa too, Steve was still sitting there by a fireplace, looking into it while the rest was dead asleep at that time. These lumberjack slumbers had to be heard miles away. The summer air was colder in the area since you were pretty close to the sea, which was nice.

"Some ghosts on your mind, huh?" - You whispered into Steve's ear after sneaking up on him, freaking him the hell out. With a chuckle, you sat down next to him, pulling your sweatshirt closer. Steve took a sip out of your mug without asking and you let him, watching the flames too.

"Can't fall asleep for a reason. You?" - Steve answered the question, looking at the profile of your face. - "Back pain and Hopper being spread all over the couch. Since I got married, I feel like an old lady with all these back pains and late-night waking up." - You chuckled back at the comment about you feeling old.

Yeah. Steve was just three or so years younger, yet the differences between you and him were undeniable. You were married, possibly pregnant, a mother, almost a college graduate with a psychology diploma, and an adult responsible for a man like James Hopper while Steve was just trying to figure out who he even was. He was single, he was still living with his parents and had a job at a video rental. You both were adults now but in different ways.

"It weirdly suits both of you. I am like... No expert, but you feel right together. Jesus, do you remember when I kissed you when we were playing that hide in seek?" - Steve asked embarrassed, looking at you. At that memory, you started to laugh with him, nodding. - "And I how I have shot the basketball ball into your forehead? You had a concussion or something." - You told him back, having him laughing as well.

"Mom was not letting me see the two of you for the next two weeks. She said that you're too dangerous to be friends with." - Steve smiled and then, suddenly you both slipped into your childhood memories once more. He was making you laugh the whole night. You got back to the couch by six in the morning. - "Where were you?" - Jim asked sleepily once you shoved him off your half of the couch. You didn’t answer him, you simply kissed him without saying a word. Oh, what fun making Jim quiet that night it was.

The other day, Robin, Jonathan, Steve, and Hopper planned some kind of a quest for the kids and no matter how adult they were trying to be, they were happy when the four adults told them. And what a better day to spend with your ladies than peeing on sticks, am I right?

"So, does it like have two strips or one strip?" - Joyce asked through the door, looking at the instructions she got at the pharmacy. She was confused as hell, but she wasnt willing to say it out loud. At that moment, you opened up the door, walking out, having three different pee sticks in your hand. - "Do I look like a gynecologist to you, Joyce?" - You asked ironically, putting them on a paper towel so you could all have a good look at what was in front of you.

The only thing Nancy did was that she opened up her mouth unbelievably, Joyce copying her actions within a second. Only you stood there, not knowing what the hell is going on. - "So, it's negative, right?" - You asked with a peal of horrified laughter only being the single thing you were capable of. And you almost fainted when both of them shook their heads in complete sync.

"All three are positive. So... Congratulations?" - Nancy whispered, still looking at the three pregnancy test in front of you. You, my friend, felt that you were in deep shit since that moment. It was your last day in Maine and the other day, Steve was driving you home again. The whole ride, you were quiet, looking out of the window. When Steve wanted to turn off Baba O’Riley, you stopped his hand by catching it, letting it play. The song was somehow translating to your situation with the lyrics like We’re all wasted and Don’t cry. You were feeling like crying.

Any other girl your age would be fine with it. Well, not fine, but they would somehow accept it. Yet you had a lot to think about. Should you let this one dream go? Should you get rid of the baby before Jim gets to know? What would his reaction even be? Jesus, you weren't that scared ever before. But you couldn't bring yourself to tell him nor to for that abortion. The only thing you did was visiting a doctor to confirm the news. It was too late to let the baby go anyway. The doctor could see you tearing up when they told you... - "Congratulations, you're going to be a mom."

A loud ring bell woke you up from your slumber. Jesus, you weren't ready to go to the hospital as a children psychologist that day. You lower back hurt, you were growling, your tummy was in immersive pain. You were getting real pregnant since the day it was confirmed. Maybe it was time to tell Jim and Eleven - but there was nothing sure until the end of month three, so there was no way telling them beforehand. Your mom knew and she almost went crazy with happiness. Yet the rest, no, you didn't consider it appropriate to tell them just yet.

You were in so much stress, as your doctor said, that you should wait before telling the others the news. There was no wonder - your fucking husband was a stressor at his best, Eleven was now at school in Hawkins, which didn't quite help and your new job as a psychologist in the local hospital was quite a burden too. You wouldn't be even able to finish the semester in time, probably, yet you already told your lector about the situation, thinking about taking something called a pregnancy break or whatever, starting the final semester again after you'd give birth. You'd also had a full right to continue studying while having a child home, taking the exams, and other things.

It wasn’t a big problem since the same man had you under his wings since 1983 and he was still friends with your parents. You already started to work on it with the man - first, you had to prove that you're pregnant for real with some report from your doctor, which you have already done. It was more chill than you'd ever say - you could ask for prolonging your studies without having to pay fees or whatever, but you didn't want to freak yourself out too early about being a real mom and... There was much to talk about.

Nonetheless, even in your first trimester, you felt super-pregnant, super huge and it was a wonder that you somehow covered the constant vomiting. It wasnt happening at that moment mostly, yet when it did, your whole dinner usually ended up in the toilet. You cussed as you ran the stairs down. Jesus, you were gassy as a living fuck. Holy damn. You farted on every step you took and when you needed to burb, well, that was something as well. And you were better at these activities than the boys or even your husband.

"I'm coming! I'm coming, just wait a minute, Jesus!" - You yelled at the door, supporting your lower back with your hand, the other one holding the railing. No-one was at home. Jim was at work and El was with her friends outside, probably having some milkshakes at Murphy’s. You still loved that place and you visited it frequently to talk with Ada and you other co-workers or just to have something ultra-unhealthy there with your family.

When you opened up the door, you felt like if you've run a marathon before that. You still had your palm on your lower back when you smiled at the persons who were ringing. It was a tall woman with a boy standing next to her, smiling at you with a surprise in her face. She expected Jim to open up the door. Instead of her ex-husband, it was a girl who was maybe half his age with a golden ring on her left hand.

"My name’s Y/N Hopper. I'm so sorry I didn't hear you ringing before, I was sleeping." - You smiled at the woman pleasantly, knowing that you've seen her before already. And the boy was just super cute. She nodded and took the sight of you once again. - "What are you looking for? Can I help you?" - You asked, inviting them in for a cup of coffee. Maybe it was the former owner of the house? That was where you knew her from?

"Oh, I'm just looking for James Hopper? His secretary told me he lives here?" - The woman asked while you started to prepare the cattle. She was looking around your kitchen, especially on Sara’s pictures on the walls while her boy wandered off to explore the living room.

"Yeah, he should be home every minute now. Do you and Jim know each other?" - You asked with a smile, making her choose between tea and coffee. She decided to have a coffee.

"My name’s Diane. I'm Jim’s ex-wife." - She told you, and when she did, the mug fell out of your palm, breaking into small pieces. You opened up your mouth, picking everything up before the boy would come there and cut himself. So that was where you knew her from. Jim’s old photos. Of course. - "And I need to talk to James as soon as possible."

[jbbuckybarnes]

Distant Connection - 5/11

Pairing: Bucky x Harmonia (OC) Warnings: a lot of domestic fluff Summary: After an unknown group of goons took her mom’s life and tried to get her for the dark magic powers she possesses, this untaught witch is saved by the Avengers and brought to the compound where her new life unfolds.

MASTERLIST || Distant Connection Masterlist

She was drawing in her book in the silence of the early morning hours when only Steve and Sam were up because of their military habits. The brush was just dipped into the blue to fill out the eyes of James standing in the elevator with her hands cupping his face when somebody knocked on her door. “Who?” She just asked concentrated on the brush in front of her. James would just come in and Steve wasn’t really someone to interrupt others, especially her. “Wanda. Can I come in?” A female voice answered. “Sure,” she said while covering her current painting with a loose paper and looking towards the little mini hallway leading to her door. The redhead showed herself shortly after with a little smile on her face to show that she wasn’t there to annoy her. “Do you wanna train with me maybe? Or relax together? Whatever you want,” she said with a soft voice. After looking at her covered notebook for a second an back at her, Harmony answered “Sure. Let’s do a little bit of both.” A short smile was interchanged before she stood up and both of them left for the training room.

“What things can you do?” Wanda asked curious after both of them got ready in the room. “Self defense, psychological changes, a little bit of materializing, I think that’s all,” she said scratching her neck. “Did you ever train offense?” She asked further. “With what? I don’t wanna hurt living beings and I don’t have a lot of ideas what else to use,” she said a little bit confused by the question. “I’m also not training it enough and I think nobody can truly control that kind of power but I train a lot with rocks or big fruits like melons...maybe that could help you too?” She suggested to Harmony. “Do you think I could control it well enough?” Her shy and insecure voice came back. “Of course. And even if there is something going wrong I’m there and able to stop it. This is why I wanted to train with you. We can control each other.” Wanda said smiling and took Harmony’s hands. “Uuuh, well I guess we are destroying some stones?” She asked with an unsure smile back and got dragged out a few dozen yards away from the compound into an area that was very upkept and had a rock circle. It was on the backside of the building and that’s why she never noticed it. “They get replaced frequently if I destroy them. Go ahead. Try it out. I’m here to stop you whenever it’s needed.” Wanda encouraged her. Harmony placed herself in the middle of the rock circle and moved her hands like she learned from the books and articles she researched all the weeks she sat in the library. Red energy lit up between her hands and while Wanda built a protection shield around the small field to make her feel more save. Her eyes became ultra-focused and she aimed at the stone in front of her and moved all her energy against it. With a red energy ball the 3ft x 7ft x 3ft stone just pulverized. There was a moment of complete silence and a impressed face towards her hands before she started trying out more. Pulverizing three in a row, making one fly, making another fly and throw it, make a domino effect with three others and kicking one away with her red magic. The later breaking the safety shield Wanda had created and slamming into a storage room door of the compound. The power flew out of her instantly with a wide eyed “Fuck!” coming out of her mouth. Wanda’s and Harmony’s eyes met and there was a little giggle starting between them which was only stopped by Tony in his suit landing in front of them. “Ladies? Can you explain?” He asked after the mask opened. “Overestimated my power. Looks like you need more areas for us where we can’t destroy your property.” Harmony answered still chuckling at what just happened which threw Tony off. “I guess you’re right,” he said with a resigning face. A billionaire couldn’t be mad at a door being destroyed. “And ordering more melons and human-like things would be nice. If you ever want her to help in missions.” Wanda started talking. “I’ll make sure to install a protection shield over the whole building, create a wall here and buy the ladies some more melons to smash against it. Anything else?” He asked a little more suave now. “No, that’s it.” They smiled at him like two children and he flew back to the main building again after an eye roll. “We should maybe move on to the relax part now.” Harmony still said chuckling and looking over at the destroyed door.

They sat down on the biggest rock that was still standing and started talking about magic. “Why can you do magic? Where does it come from?” Wanda asked after explaining the experiments that were tried on her. “I don’t know. I think I got it from the family of my father and my mother knew and never told me to protect me from possible enemies. But me not knowing is the reason why I couldn’t defend us when they came. I knew there was something different about me when I learned spells for witchcraft that I got into...but I didn’t know how deep this went until it was too late and you came and rescued me out of there,” she answered with her speculation. “So it’s genetical and others might be having it too. Do you know if it could originate from something like experiments or if it’s based on mythology?” She thought out loud. “I think it’s more of a mythology thing. Pretty sure I will find out at some point. They will probably continue to look for me. For whatever reason.” Harmony speculated further. “Maybe you’re some important part of their power construct? You’ve learned about your power only a few weeks ago and you’re already so great at so many things from just reading? It’s incredible, there must be something special about you when it comes to dark magic.” Wanda answered with a smile. “Well, let’s just hope they won’t kidnap me cause I’m not good with torture and I don’t know if I can fight against other magic people that are grouped up.” She shrugged her shoulders. “I’d come find you alone if I need to and I wouldn’t come to play,” she said chuckling lightly with a bright smile. “Thank you...you know, for helping me figure this out and understanding.” Harmony said more serious. “Of course! If you ever need a ear or help just come to me.” Wanda put a hand on her shoulder with an empathic smile and got a nod back before they stood up and went back inside. Steve was just walking down the hallway from his room to the common area when he saw the two witches and started smiling. “I heard you’ve been acting up?” He chuckled when they were a little closer. “It wasn’t my fault the compound was so close to where I wanted that rock to go,” she said holding her hands up with a smile. “Small energy ball,” he said laughing while messing up her hair like she did with his the last time they spoke. “Still want me to look into your brain big boy?” She asked with her face looking up at him. “Now?” He got a nod back “Sure.” “Come!” She dragged him towards the training room like a little child at a funfair which earned her a little eye roll and a soft smile.

“So I just sit here and do nothing?” He asked with one brow up and a bit of nervousness. “Yes, and not being afraid would help.” She giggled before letting blue magic shine bright from her right hand while having her other hand on his shoulder. His eyes widened when he saw her hand, he’d never seen her do magic before and this was more cold turkey than he had imagined in his head. “Relax,” she said softly before putting her fingers onto his forehead and seeing his eyes turn black. She went through a lot of beautiful and bittersweet memories and giggled at some of the 30s and 40s memories. “Didn’t know James looked so adorable as a teenager.” She giggled looking at a memory of them running through the streets of Brooklyn. There were some gruesome things but nothing could ever top what she saw with James and she was determined to learn self healing in the upcoming months. She put the bad memories into the back again and the good ones in the main focus before taking her hand away again and seeing a happy and hazy-minded Steve sitting in front of her. “Wow.” He blinked a few times and shook his head before looking at her again. “If this is what you did to James I’m sure he is doing much better than before. That was amazing, Harmony!” He smiled, stood up and enveloped her into a hug. “Thank you. I’m still learning self healing and can’t really experience it for myself right now. One day,” she mumbled into his chest. “And also...yes he looked pretty adorable compared to how he looks now.” She could feel the smile in her hair. She gave him a slight slap on the back “He still looks adorable.” She spoke out the facts. “You sure you’re not in love?” He smiled down at her after parting the hug again. She shrugged with a innocent smile back as they started leaving the room again. The first thing she saw was long brown hair from the back when they left the room and her first instinct was to yell “James!” and come running towards him while he turned around. She ran right into him with a dull sound and an “I’m so tireeed!” He chuckled after balancing himself out, “Why are you tired little witch?” “I practiced magic. A lot. I actually destroyed a door with a rock. Ask Tony!” She said muffled by his shoulder. He laughed out loud at the picture of that in his head, “Well, I actually wanted to make myself some coffee but if you wanna go back to sleep.” Steve and James looked at each other with a little smile before James threw Harmony over his shoulder and walked towards her room.

“You’re still adorable. Just a little bit more...hot.” She tried to explain to him and earned a smirk before being attacked with a kiss. His left brow went up, “Wh-” The explanation hit him “Oooh! Yeah, I guess I looked pretty, uuuh, soft when I was younger.” He gave her a heartwarming smile. “You’re still adorable. Just a little bit more...hot.” She tried to explain to him and earned a smirk before being attacked with a kiss.

[nelvana]

After beating Emerald together, my brother and I went a generation back in pokemon and began playing Gold and Silver, myself playing Gold and him playing Silver. A couple days ago we got around to beating it, so here’s the now traditional post I make for beating a pokemon game!!

This drawing took over 4 hours rip. As usual, team stats and general gameplay info under the cut:

Team Citrine, in the order they were caught (Name, Species, Sex, Moveset):

“Snapjaw”, Feraligator, ♂, Surf - Bite - Slash - Ice Punch

“Ironfur”, Furret, ♂, Quick Attack - Return - Shadow Ball - Iron Tail

“Pharos”, Ampharos, ♂, Thunder Punch - Light Screen - Fire Punch - Thunder Wave

“Croos”, Heracross, ♂, Endure - Reversal - Megahorn - Headbutt

“Woodoso”, Sudowoodo, ♂, Mimic - Headbutt - Rock Slide - Dynamic Punch

“Nagubid”, Xatu, ♂, Fly - Flash - Psychic - Giga Drain

Team Nelvana, in the order they were caught (Name, Species, Sex, Moveset):

“Ace”, Typhlosion, ♂, Fire Punch - Quick Attack - Thunder Punch - Earthquake

“Scout”, Furret, ♂, Headbutt - Iron Tail - Shadow Ball - Dig

“Amarquire”, Quagsire, ♂, Surf - Earthquake - Strength - Ice Punch

“Lizzo”, Togetic, ♂, Return - Metronome - Fly - Psychic

“Olive”, Vileplume, ♂, Giga Drain - Acid - Sleep Powder - Petal Dance

“Abbie”, Alakazam, ♀, Psychic - Fire Punch - Recover - Reflect

General Playthrough Notes:

We considered beating the game to be defeating Red, and oh boy... we’ll get back to that later.

After beating the game, both our times were at nearly 30 hours. When I went to fight the Elite Four, we had been a bit over 20 hours. Kanto in gen 2 is really easy lmao

We had to do a lot of grinding to get to this level, but both our full teams sat at level 40 for the Elite Four. These level spikes can suck it.

The Elite Four itself was a breeze though. Similarly to Emerald, I had a bit more trouble with the champion than the rest of the league, and vice versa for Citrine, but it’s definitely the easiest Elite Four I’ve had to beat in pokemon.

When it came to getting our legendaries, I let Citrine have a head start because his puzzle was harder than mine. So, once he encountered Lugia for the first time, I began making my own way up to Ho-oh. Puzzle was pretty simple, I got up quickly. Hit Ho-oh with two surfs from Amarquire, threw one ultra ball, and caught them. Citrine was still resetting to try to catch Lugia. It was hilarious on my end, and looking back even Citrine laughs at it, but he was pretty annoyed in the moment.

Originally I planned on evolving an eevee into either Espeon or Umbreon for my team, but I encountered an abra in the grass right by Goldenrod and something just drew me to them. After awhile, I managed to find one and get lucky enough with a ball, and caught Abbie! Juniper, the eevee, sits in the PC with my other extra pokemon, including a ditto named :) from the same route.

We often played on bug catching contest days, and decided to give it a go on the first day that happened! I caught a pinsir and named them Punseer, and Citrine caught a beedrill named Drilltinn. We both got second place, both missing first by just a couple points.

The amount of trouble you have to go through to evolve gloom into vileplume is ridiculous.

We both easily beat Whitney. Not sure where all the trouble there comes from...? Maybe we were both just decently leveled, it was awhile ago now.

Citrine found Nagubid and Croos generally unhelpful for most of the game, since they lacked good attacks for the majority of the game. They both helped out in the end though.

We both don’t like taking phone numbers of many trainers, but we both grabbed Wade the bug catcher’s number, and both got the numbers of two separate bird trainers, Vance and Jose for Citrine and myself respectively.

We haven’t gotten around to getting the roaming legendaries quite yet, or the other legendary events. At one point I loaded my save to show my friends the backsprite of typhlosion (because he looks like a muppet), so I walked into the grass, and encountered Entei. Shocked, I threw a fast ball at them but they escaped and got away. Since I hadn’t opened the game seriously, I forgot to save afterwards, so I can’t even track them in the pokedex rip. We might go after them later though, we’ll see...

After beating Blue, whose pokemon were level 57 at the highest btw, we decided to train against the Elite Four a couple times and then check out Red. Red’s team is all from level 74-81 and there are no trainers in between Blue and Red to bridge this level gap. It’s insane. We decided, at around level 50 ourselves, to try fighting Red. We didn’t expect much, but just wanted to test the waters.

Citrine got lucky (like really lucky, he even admits to how lucky it is) on around the sixth try, and managed to actually beat Red. And suddenly I was determined to beat Red as well.

I had to go back and train after a few tries, because admittedly some of my pokemon were still below level 50. But then I returned and gave it another go... After beating pikachu and venesaur without taking any damage, I knew this was it. By wearing down espeon, and then manipulating the AI of snorlax and blastoise, I was able to finally beat Red (”what about charizard?” you ask, “charizard sucks and went down to two surfs at the very end,” I tell you).

Moral of the story, with the power of pokemon love, determination, and a lot of luck, even you can beat the unfairly leveled trainer at the end of the game.

[wolfie-posts]

Kiss and Run Ch.2

Bakugou Katsuki x Female!Reader

Read Chapter 1 here

Author: @wolfie-posts

Warning: language

Chapter length: 7,920 words

Story Summary:

You did it! You were given the opportunity to study at U.A. alongside class 1A to become a pro-hero. Within the next three years, you were gonna learn more about yourself and your special quirk, about friendship, about fighting, winning and losing. The road to your goal is bumpy and steep with a lot of obstacles like villains and an explosive blond boy, who decided to make your life a little harder. Will you finally be able to control your quirk? Will you overcome the problems together with your classmates along the way?

A/N: Hello lovelies, I hope you enjoy the new chapter, it’s way longer than the first one and I hope to keep the chapter-length up like that. Also a special thanks to @plus-ultra-me for helping me, without you this wouldn’t have been possible!

AO3

Quotev

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"This is it" you muttered looking down at the letter from U.A. You were holding the letter very carefully in your hands as if it would break if you held it too tight. You weren’t the only one looking anxiously at the letter, your parents were nervous wrecks with identical tense grimaces plastered over their faces, not able to peel their eyes off the letter in front of them.

"What are you waiting for? Open it!" they spoke at the same time, simultaneously breaking the silence. Their voices were a little bit louder than normal and you could clearly hear the excitement and worry in them.

"If you ehm.. don't mind, I would.. rather open it in private," you exclaimed quietly, gulping down the lump in your throat. You couldn't bring yourself to meet your parent's eyes while saying that, knowing they shared the thrill of anticipation with you.

The importance of this letter made your chest heavy and clouded your head, sending your thoughts running wild.

'What if I didn't make it?

How will I be able to control my power then?

What if.. what if I’m too weak...

What if all my effort was for  nothing?'

Frozen into place, the color drained from your parents’ faces when you told them you wanted to be left alone. A pale and empathic look now replacing the grimaces.

"O-Of course sweetie! I’m sorry.. w-we got kinda carried away there." your mother said with a soft and kind voice, giving you a reassuring smile.

"Take your time kiddo. You can tell us when you are ready. Just know that we love you and we are really proud of you, no matter what that letter says!" your dad added and patted your head affectionately.

Entering your room, you closed the door quietly behind you and took a seat at your desk, the letter still in hand. 

For about five minutes you just stared at it, anticipation and fear gnawing at your insides. You were scared, even though you had a good feeling about how the entrance exam went. Not knowing what the letter said just seemed a lot better at the moment because right now it could be a yes or no, the second you open the letter your future would be decided. With shaking hands, you were mentally preparing for the worst-case scenario.

"Here goes nothing" you whispered, ripping open the letter and revealing a small technical device that dropped onto your desk and lit up the whole room.

"Hello Y/N L/N, I am here as a projection. I came back to town to teach at U.A. So now I have the honor of telling you that you passed the written and practical exam to get into U.A. You got 40 villain points but it wasn't only graded on those. How can a hero course not include the fact that some people saved others and risked their lives to do the right thing? That is why you also gained rescue points." All Might explained to you with his signature smile.

Jaw drop.

The projection showed the examination results of all the contestants that made it into U.A. You couldn't believe your eyes when you saw your name at the ranking list. You were actually shared first place with somebody else, having both gained 77 points in total.

"Congratulations on making it into U.A. I can't wait to teach you!"  Just like that, the projection ended with All Might giving you a brilliant and shining smile with a thumbs up.

"W-Wait... WHAT?!" you stuttered while yelling, not believing what had just happened. Tears started to well up in the corner of your eyes.

"I-I did it.." you mumbled, realization slowly kicking in.

"HOLY SHIT! MOM, DAD, I DID IT! I GOT IN!" you yelled, a wave of emotions crashing over you.

It didn't even take three seconds before your parents kicked in the door and tackled you with a hug. You knew they were impatiently waiting in front of your door but who could blame them. Having them nearly suffocate you with their love just made this situation all the more real. You didn't know if you were laughing or crying anymore. A muffled sound from above made you look up to see their faces.

After that amazing news they just couldn't hold back anymore, happy tears were streaming down their faces. For strangers, this surely would have been a rare and weird sight, three people hugging each other while bawling their eyes out but even so, you wouldn't have it any other way.

'I will finally be able to be a hero and learn how to make good use of my powers!'

----First day at U.A.----

You were late. Not only late but like really fucking late for your first day at U.A. 'How could this happen?!' you thought while running down the sidewalk.

"Ugh, why did this have to happen to me on such an important day?!" you whined, underneath your breath, picking up your speed when the school entrance came into sight.

Your eyes were all over the place searching for room 1-A when you finally arrived at your new school.

"Found it!" Without hesitation, you slammed open the door and rushed in. There was no time for worrying about having everybody's eyes on you the moment you set foot into the classroom. Your breathing was heavy, cheeks pink from sprinting all this way to school. Small drops of sweat were forming on your forehead.

"SORRY I AM LATE THERE WAS A STRAY CAT AND A HOMELESS GUY TRIED TO TAKE-" you bowed deeply but before you could even finish your rambling, you could hear a chair squeak followed by a terrifying voice.

"YOU!" a familiar blond boy yelled, although it was more like a terrifying roar, making you tense up immediately.

'Oh fuck' was all you could think, stammering out a trembling and intimidated "Me", knowing damn well you were screwed.

"I AM GOING TO KILL Y-"

"Sit down Bakugou, class has already started." the teacher interrupted the boy nonchalantly, who was about to blow up the whole classroom.

Bakugou obediently sat back down but not without glowering at you. You never would have thought that he was the kind of guy to listen to what the teacher had to say. His crimson eyes shone with murderous intent and send a shiver down your spine. Mumbling something inaudible, the teacher's attention turned back to you and he gave you an unimpressed look.

"You must be Y/N L/N then. It's fine just sit down," he said with a blank stare.

"Yes Sir," you said, bowing apologetically once more but when you stood up straight again your head was hanging a little lower.

'What a great start' you thought sarcastically to yourself and went to sit down at the only unoccupied seat, clutching your bag protectively to your chest.

"Time is precious, rational students would understand that. Anyways, I am Shota Aizawa your homeroom teacher. Let's get right to it, we have wasted enough time already." he said pulling something out of his sleeping bag.

'Why the hell does he have a sleeping bag with him? I mean he does kinda look worn out but he is a pro-hero, right? I probably shouldn't judge a book by its cover'

Your train of thought got interrupted by the thing Aizawa pulled out from his yellow bag.

"Put these on and head outside," he said with a kind of fed up and bored voice. In his hand was a typical U.A. sports uniform in blue with red and white detailing, you had seen those before on television at the annual sports tournament.

After changing, you and your classmates all meet outside on the training ground.

"Everyone here? Great, let's get started with the quirk assessment test." Aizawa announced, leaving you all in shock.

"What? A quirk assessment test?" you all blurt out in sync. The first one to really speak up was a cute girl with brown hair and pink cheeks.

"But orientation! We're gonna miss it." she said with a sad undertone to her voice, expressing what you all felt and thought.

"If you want to make it in the big leagues you can't waste time on pointless ceremonies." your teacher silenced the girl and anyone else who thought about speaking up.

You all gasped, taken aback from the harsh but true words your homeroom teacher was saying.

"Here at U.A., we are not tethered to traditions. That means that I get to run my class however I see fit. You have been taking standardized tests for most of your life but you never got to use your quirks in physical exams before. The country is still trying to pretend we are all created equal by not letting those with the most power excel. It’s not rational. One day the Ministry of Education will learn. Bakugou, you and a... classmate... managed to get the most points on the entrance exam. Please step forward." A familiar ash blond boy stepped to the front, fists, and jaw clenched with a dark vibe spreading around him as he waited for the teacher to move on.

"In junior high, what was your best result for the softball throw?" Aizawa asked looking straight at him.

"67 meters I think," Bakugou replied, his eyes still fierce and brows knitted.

"Right, try doing it with your quirk. Anything goes, just stay in the circle. Go on." Aizawa said impatiently.

"Alright man, you asked for it!" Bakugou said cockily while stretching his throw-arm. He picked up one of the balls that were laying to the side. As he took in his stance, you could see the determination in his crimson eyes, which sent a weird jolt through your body.

The moment Bakugou let go of the ball a terrifying "DIE" escaped his lips, sending the ball flying off with an explosion, where the eye couldn't follow anymore.

"D-Did he just yell 'die'?" you stuttered looking at the green-haired boy next to you, who looked as frightened as you did.

"I-I think so,” he said with a pale face.

'Oh god... what have I gotten myself into?' you thought, facepalming yourself internally.

"All of you need to know your maximum capabilities. It's the most rational way of figuring out your potential as a pro-hero." your teacher said, holding up a device that measured the distance from the throw.

You gulped down hard when you saw the numbers on the screen. 'Fucking 705.2 meters' A boy behind you was just as impressed as you, although probably everybody was impressed by that quirk.

"Wow, 705.2 meters? Are you kidding me?" the guy said, disturbed but still fascinated.

Everybody started to get hyped up. You could hear them excitedly talk about how they were gonna kill it in the test but you weren't so happy. Sure your physical abilities were outstanding, better than average kids but how were you gonna keep up with quirks like firecrackers over there?

"So this looks fun, huh?" Aizawa broke up the happy chattering. "You have three years here to become a hero. Do you think it's all gonna be games and playtime? Idiots. Today you will compete in 8 physical tests to see how much potential you have. Whoever comes in last has none and will be expelled immediately."

Nearly everyone's jaw dropped. All around you, you could see the shock and worry written over their faces. Scanning the crowd you caught a glimpse of the guy Bakugou and your stomach dropped, even more, seeing him grinning evilly.

"I should have figured you would like this" you mumbled to yourself, rolling your eyes and clenching your jaw, feeling your palms getting sweaty. Why were you even scared? You had great chances of doing well on this test. You maybe wouldn't come out on top again like in the entrance exam but you surely wouldn't get cut.

"As I said, I get to decide how this class runs, understand? If that's a problem you can head home right now." This sure was a weird way of pep-talking you into doing your best. Pink-cheeks was the first one to speak up again. 'Damn this girl has balls' you thought, while mentally making a note to befriend her. It wouldn't be bad to have someone like her on your good side.

"You can't send one of us home. I mean, we just got here. Even if it wasn't our first day, it still wouldn’t be fair! " Pink-cheeks was just again stating what you were all feeling but you realized it was useless. Aizawa just said that he makes the rules so you weren't gonna give him a reason to kick you out right on the sport for speaking up. You glanced over to Pink-cheeks who was pouting and puffing her cheeks in frustration.

'Being so adorable is gonna be her downfall. Honestly, if she didn’t look so innocent, I'd probably be scared of her' you thought, staring at the short girl. Aizawa's voice snapped you out of your thoughts as he started to speak again.

"Oh, and you think natural disasters are? Or power-hungry villains hmm? Or catastrophic accidents that wipe out whole cities? No! The world is full of unfairness. It's a hero's job to try to reduce that unfairness. If you wanna be a pro you have to push yourself to the brink. For the next three years, U.A. will throw one terrible hardship after another at you. So go beyond, plus ultra style! Show me it's no mistake that you are here!" That intimidation and scary pep-talk created a change in atmosphere. Everybody was getting hyped again and their faces had a look of determination on them as if they were ready to take on the world.

"Now then, we are just wasting time by talking. Let the games begin."

The first test was a 50-meter dash. Engine-calves and frog-girl had the honor of starting you off into the test. It was the first time seeing everybody's quirk in action. There wasn't much time for you to notice them during the entrance exam, so this was actually pretty interesting for you. You saw the next group getting ready for the dash and recognized the adorable pink-cheeked girl. Eyeing her closely you could see her touch her clothes while getting ready to run. She finished at 7.15 seconds, which was pretty good. You wanted to tell her that yet your words got caught in your throat, and a small voice inside your head reminded you that this was a competition.

They all had amazing test results but one obviously stood out: Bakugou straight-up fired himself over the finish line within 4.13 seconds.

"Damn, guess those explosions really work for him" you laughed to yourself, getting the attention of the girl next to you.

"Somebody has already an eye on someone, I see," she giggled. "It seems like we’re up next, the name is Mina Ashido." the pink alien girl said with a bright smile holding out her hand.

You gladly took it and returned the smile. "Don't mistake my disliking for a crush." you laughed, "Blasty and I became sworn enemies before I even knew his name but nevertheless, nice to meet you too. My name is Y/N L/N but you can just call me by my first name." the pink girl had such a bubbly personality, it brought up your mood right away, replacing your frown with a bright smile.

"Haha, I know who you are. It's hard not to since you were like totally late today and got the highest score on the entrance exam. Just don't get too confident, I am still gonna kick your ass." she winked and got ready at the start line.

"You better keep your word then," you said with a grin getting down into position. The robot on the finish line started to countdown and as the start signal rang through your ears you started off into a mad dash but only after three seconds you could see Ashido skating ahead of you in the corner of your eyes. She crossed the finish line at 5.35 and you followed close by 6.61.

"Told you I'd beat ya" she smiled confidently and struck a pose, you couldn't help but laugh at that sight, that girl just made you drop your guard without even trying. "Atta girl" you high fived her and went to the others who had already finished the first test.

"I really thought you would be more arrogant and bitchy. I totally misjudged you. I’m sorry." Ashido said while standing next to you, scratching the back of her head.

"Well, I just got lucky on the entrance exam. My quirk isn't that—" but you cut yourself off, not wanting to reveal too much about your quirk. "I mean, my dad can manipulate anything that has a technical circuit so you know, I manage." you smiled awkwardly back at her.

"You didn't have to justify it but I appreciate it. Let's just hope we both get through today because you and I are gonna be besties from now on!" she giggled and threw her arm around your shoulder.

The next test was grip strength and due to your enhanced physical abilities, you did pretty good in comparison to the kids who didn't have a mutation or physical enhancement as an advantage. One guy even got 540 kilograms which send your thoughts running off again, imagining being crushed in a six-armed hug by that guy. Although maybe that actually made his hugging skills superb.

Test number three was the standing long jump, which was a little harder with no special quirk. You were talking with Ashido and some of your other classmates waiting for your turn when Bakugou rammed his shoulder into you, causing you to lose your balance and land on your ass. "What the—" Before you could even finish your surprised and pained shriek, a growl cut you off.

"YOU’RE IN MY WAY, SHITFACE!" your mouth was ajar, you couldn’t get to terms with how rude that guy was.

"You know, you could’ve just gone the other way..." you quietly mumbled back at him, brushing the dirt from your sports uniform. Bakugou simply didn't care about what you had to say but he surely didn't expect you to go all quiet on him, which made him even more furious. He walked off, infuriated by your presence alone not giving you a second glance.

"What an ass!" you heard the group in unison say but you waved them off. There was no need for them to get involved even though you appreciated regardless..

"It's fine guys, I can handle him. I mean it's my fault, to begin with," you said, mumbling the last part a bit. You scratched the back of your head trying to hide your discomfort about this situation. 

"I kinda got in his way during the entrance exam and well, I guess he blames me for not getting more points. I just really wish we could leave that behind us it's kinda exhausting and it's only been a day. Maybe I should just apologize..." a laugh escaped your mouth, it sounded weird but you just wanted to cover up the sadness you were feeling. You really didn't want to be anyone's enemy. You never intended to do anything bad. Trying to push away the sickening feeling in your stomach, you gave the others a forced smile.

There wasn't really any time for the others to question you about it because you were the next one up. Training your legs has always been one of your favorite things to do, so when you pushed off the ground with all your strength, you actually got a pretty acceptable result, nothing compared to Laser-Belly-Button or Bakugou who once more catapulted themselves to the other side with their quirks but still, you were pleased with your score.

You quickly got out of the way for the next person, it was a guy with red spikey hair. He was kinda cute so you figured you could stay to watch his jump along the sidelines. Up until now, you haven't really paid much attention to the red-haired boy but that was about to change.

His jump was great. 'He clearly trains a lot' you observed but you also noticed that he didn't use his quirk just like you. His score came pretty close to yours too and as his ass landed into the sand, you decided to start a conversation with him. After the robot announced his score and Aizawa made notes of it, you walked up to the boy in the sand and held out your hand.

"Not using your quirk either I see. By the way, I like your hair", you smiled at him. He looked a bit dumbfounded for a second staring up at your hand. He gathered himself quickly, giving you a big smile in return as he let you pull him up.

"Haha, thanks," he said attempting to hide his light blush by dusting off his pants. "Yeah my quirk doesn't really help me when it comes to most of the exercises," he explained while walking to the sidelines with you.

"Oh, by the way, I am Kirishima Eijiro." Today just wasn't your day, you were about to answer Kirishima, but someone just had to bump into you again, sending you tumbling forward and hitting a way too hard chest in front of you, before your ass hit the ground a second time today.

"Oopsie, that's on me I misjudged my speed a bit there." you could hear the familiar giggle from Ahido behind you. She was so excited to see you talk to one of her best friends Kirishima, that she just had to jump into the conversation. No way in hell was she gonna let this opportunity slip to lay the groundwork for a squad.

As you were laying on the ground a hand suddenly came into your vision. It was Kirishima who was holding his hand out towards you with a guilty smile plastered on his face.

"Sorry, I kinda used my quirk on accident. Hope I didn't hurt ya" you could feel the heat rising in your cheeks, taking Kirishima's rough hand for support, you hid your face behind some strands of hair.

"Well, I have to say your muscles are rock solid, it was like hitting a wall, that actually hurt a little." you laughed, trying to hide your embarrassment.

"So.." the pink girl interrupted the two of you throwing an arm over Kirishima's and your shoulder. "Y/N, this is Kirishima, Kirishima this is Y/N," Ashido said with a big stupid grin on her face, pushing herself off of your shoulders and jumping in front of you. She turned around to the two of you again, her eyes glowing with excitement, while she leaned forward and clapped in her hands. "Now that you have met, we can totally start hanging out together! I mean assuming that we all pass this test." she rambled on while jumping around like a hyperactive bouncy ball full of happiness.

"Ehmm sure?" you said but it sounded more like a question, scratching your head, you tried to understand what had just happened. Ashido's words and energy were a little bit overwhelming, so you didn't know how to react right away, but deep down you knew that this was the beginning of a great friendship.

"Looks like the two of you know each other pretty good already, huh?" you asked, looking between the two of them.

"Oh yeah, pinky and I are horn-buddies," Kirishima laughed taking Ashido's head underneath his arm in a headlock and ruffled her hair. She was squirming underneath Kirishima's grip trying to free herself but he wasn't even bothered by her attempts to escape, he just kept on messing up her hair. You couldn't hold back your laughter it was such an amusing scene to watch, Kirishima and Ashido soon after joined in with your contagious laugh.

"Damn right!" Ashido giggled "I know this one from middle school," she said while elbowing Kirishima into his side, making him lose his grip on her and giving her a chance to jump away to freedom.

"Anyways," Ashido smiled while fixing her hair "What were you two talking about?" she asked curiously.

"Oh yeah! I was about to explain my quirk to Y/N," Kirishima said facing you. "So.. my quirk is hardening, I can literally turn myself rock-solid" he grinned and stuck his tongue out teasingly, using your words to describe his quirk.

"Just show her already!" Ashido said with an overdramatic annoyed expression while making some big hand gestures. She got a bit carried away in the act and accidentally letting loose some of her acids. A sudden gasp from behind her, made her abruptly stop waving her arms around. The gasp came from a boy who just barely dodged her acid as he was walking over to your group. 

"Hey, watch the acid!" he laughed at the hyperactive alien girl. "Sorry about that," she said shyly, holding her hands behind her back as a precaution.

"What's going on over here?" the boy asked looking at you and Kirishima in confusion.

"Hey Kaminari, I was about to show Y/N here my quirk," Kirishima said with a proud grin flexing his biceps.

"You are such a show-off, Kirishima," the guy who apparently was called Kaminari said while playfully shoving his elbow into Spiky-hair’s side.

Kirishima just shrugged his shoulders in response and grinned. He looked back at you and took in his own special kiai stance, smashing his fists together in a satisfying thud. As his fists collided, his skin instantly changed, it looked like the surface and texture of actual rocks and it wasn't just his arms, the rock-like texture spread out over his whole body, even his hair turned solid and sharp.

"Damn Kirishima, your quirk is amazing! You will make such a good hero with that quirk.. Damn, I wish I had a quirk like that. No wonder it hurt when I hit your chest, you must be super strong! Do you train a lot? Pff obviously, look at those arms! Wait, can you like... cut through stuff with your hands like that? OHH.. can you smash a wall?? Oh my god, that would be so crazy! Can I touch it?"

You rambled in admiration and curiosity, gaining the weird and bewildered looks of the three in front of you. You didn't quite realize what you had just babbled but it made Ashido and Kaminari break into a fit of laughter, the confused look you gave them just made it worse. They were laughing even louder, tears in their eyes and faces bright red from the lack of oxygen. It was the moment your eyes meet Kirishima's and he rapidly looked away, that you realized what you had said. You covered your mouth in shock, feeling the heat rush into your face, even your ears were heating up from the embarrassment. Kirishima was looking away desperately trying to hide the rose color in his cheeks but you could still see it, which made the situation even more embarrassing.

"I-I didn't mean it like t-that!" you stammered out, wishing the ground would swallow you whole right then and there.

"Yeees Kirishima! Let her touch it!" Kaminari snorted, he and Ashido were now on the ground, rolling around in laughter. 

"Jeeez, I didn't know you were that bold" Ashido said. It was like pouring gasoline into the fire. You felt awkward hiding your face behind your fingers but the embarrassment was just too much. It felt like your face was on fire and an itchy feeling spread out through your legs, making you want to run away.

"What’s happening over here?" you heard an unknown voice from behind you. 'Oh god... noo! Please don't!' you thought suddenly wishing you had invisible girl's quirk, so you could disappear.

"Hahahaha, Sero you won't believe what Y/N just said!" Kaminari snorted facing the guy who was now standing next to you.

"She asked Kirishima if she could-" but he got interrupted by your panicked scream "AHH!" and before you even knew it, you were on the ground with Ashido and Kaminari, holding a hand in front of his mouth to shut him up.

"Lets just all.. forget about this okay?" you asked in a stressed-out voice, giving Ashido and Kaminari your most terrifying death glare ever. They both nodded their heads in agreement, making you sigh in relief.

"Great!" you said in a happy voice, trying to overplay the death of embarrassment you nearly had one minute ago.

"We should probably head to the next exercise. Don't you think? Yeah! I thought so. Kaminari, Ashido lets go!" Holding onto their arms, you started to speed-walk to the next test, where some of the others were already waiting, dragging the two with you so they couldn't embarrass you even further in front of Kirishima and that new guy.

Stifled laughter made your head snap back to the two figures you were dragging along, their faces weren't as red as before but you could still see their devious grins and watery eyes from laughing too hard. This made you even more irritated, you were gritting your teeth, forcing the blush, which was creeping up your face again, away. 

"I swear if you tell anyone about this, you won't live to see another day!" you growled at them, getting them to defensively raise their hands in return while yelling "Yes, ma'am!"

The next and fourth test was repeated side steps, which was the best exercise for the purple-ball-hair child. It was kinda impressive to watch him bounce against his hair? It was just your gut, but you had something against that child. You haven't even talked to him but your stomach was already telling you that you shouldn't even try to talk to him at all. Everybody was chatting and having fun using their quirks, you observed all but one person, no actually two people stood out. The green-haired guy who you had already exchanged a sentence or two with and Bakugou. Both of them were standing a little bit on the outside not engaging with the other classmates with the only difference between the two of them being, that Bakugou had a pissed facial expression and the green-haired boy looked like he just pissed himself. Seriously though, that kid looked like he was about to pass out, his face was all scrunched up and tense and he was trembling with a look of plain terror in his eyes.

'I really don't wanna know what that kid is thinking right now, his face is giving me nightmares already!' you thought shaking your head and walking over to Ashido, Kirishima, Kaminari and some other classmates you didn't know yet.

The softball throw was test number five and you were watching alongside all your classmates how everyone was doing. It wasn't really that interesting because most of the quirks weren't as explosive as Bakugou's, for example. It started to get interesting when the name "Uraraka" got called by Aizawa, making you elbow Ashido next to you. "Do you know her?" you asked mesmerized by the fearless, adorable girl from the beginning.

"Noo, not really," you heard Ashido next to you think out loud.

"Her name is Ochako Uraraka," the boy next to you said, it was the green-haired guy from before. "WOW, where did you come from?" you asked taken aback from his sudden appearance.

"S-Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you..uhh-" he began, noticing your flinch but you didn't give him the time to think your reaction over, you just smiled at him tilting your head a bit "My name is Y/N!"

The boy returned your smile shyly while scratching the back of his head "Oh, I knew that already but I thought it would be rude to call you by your name because we actually haven't introduced ourselves yet and-" but you cut him off, to stop him from starting an audible inner monologue, scared you would see his scared and terrified look from before again. 

You were waving your hands in front of you while shaking your head with a confused smile "Hey, it's fine just... tell me your name," you said snapping the boy back into your conversation.

"Oh right, sorry... my name is Midoriya Izuku," he answered shyly and you could see a very light shade of pink slowly covering his cheeks.

"So, do you know Uraraka? Or do you like... keep tabs on everybody in a notebook or something?" you joked, but your smile fell when you saw his face become bright red with an alarming look in his eyes.

"Oh god... you do?!" every part of you went on pause while your thoughts caught up to you, your mouth hung with lips slightly parted and your eyes were as wide as they could stretch. You slowly turned away from Midoriya, facing the exercise that was going on in front of you once more.

'Don't overthink this! Don't do it!' you scolded yourself but it didn't help.

'I have to stay away from that kid.. does he already know about my quirk? Did he like snoop through all of our U.A. files? He looks so innocent, there is no way in hell he could have gotten that information. I better keep my distance... I don't want him to catch up on my quirk and how I activate it.' an elbow to your ribs, snapped you out of your thoughts.

"Dude, what's with that look on your face?" Ashido asked, quirking an eyebrow and gaining your full attention at once.

"Uhhhh... I was just lost in thought..." you said, that answer didn't really satisfy Ashido. She shrugged and pointed forward "Your girl-crush is about to throw, better snap out of it," she chuckled, getting the exact reaction she wanted from you.

"W-What?!? Hold your fucking horses, I never said she was my girl-crush!" you said defensively, trying to stay calm but you could already feel your ears starting to heat up again.

"Calm down!" Ashido laughed, "I was just teasing." and without another word, you looked back towards Uraraka.

Pink-cheeks threw the ball and it rose up to the sky with a constant speed, there wasn't even a waver in the motion of the ball, it rose higher and higher without any signs of stopping soon. Your gaze fell towards Aizawa, who was staring down at the device, he turned towards the group of you and you could see the infinity symbol on the screen.

"Infinity?" everybody asked in unison, some in shock, others in admiration and the green-haired boy again totally terrified.

You heard Kaminari mutter a "That's insane! How is that possible?" Your classmates mumbling quieted down when Aizawa called Midoriya's name.

"Dude, he looks like he's about to shit his pants" the pink girl chuckled next to you, making you feel kinda bad for the boy but he really did look like he had a bad stomach ache.

"That kid has had this look on his face since Aizawa told us about the test. I’m guessing he thinks he is gonna get cut," you said, crossing your arms in front of you. "Why the hell is he so damn terrified? I mean he got past the entrance exam. Unless his quirk is useless for all of those exercises..." you thought out loud, getting the attention of Engine-calves who was standing in hearing distance from you.

"If Midoriya doesn't shape up soon, he will be the one going home," the boy with glasses said with a serious expression.

"HUUH? Of course, he is, he’s a quirkless loser!" Bakugou interrupted the guy in annoyance, but glasses-guy wasn't having his bullshit.

"He has a quirk! Did you not hear about what he did in the entrance exam?" Engine-calves asked confused, giving Bakugou a judging look like a nerd looking at someone who didn't do their homework.

You were all staring at Midoriya as he was about to throw when you suddenly noticed Aizawa's scarf and hair going all crazy. "What the fuck..." you mumbled as the ball from Midoriya's hand landed 46 meters in front of him.

"I erased your quirk" Aizawa spoke in a dangerous and dark tone and when you got a glimpse of his profile, glowing red eyes were replacing his tired black ones. "The judges for the entrance exam were not rational enough. Someone like you should’ve never been allowed to enroll at this school." he continued while staring down at the boy. 'Ouch,' you thought to yourself 'poor kid'.

"Wait you did what to my..." Midoriya started but he cut himself off with an unmanly gasp "Those goggles! I know you! You can look at someone and cancel out their powers... the eraser hero 'Eraserhead'!" the green-haired boy yelled out of surprise.

'Damn, that kid really keeps tabs on all of us... what a stalker!'

Everybody around you started to discuss this newfound information. 

"Eraserhead? Who is that?" you heard most of them ask, some of them even said they had heard of him before but that wasn't really the thing on your mind right now. As much as it scared and pained you, you turned towards Bakugou.

"Ey Bakug-" you tried to get his attention, which worked pretty well because he fired an insult right back at you before you could even finish saying his name.

"Who the fuck told you that you could just talk to me, shitface?" he growled at you, crimson eyes glaring into your soul but you weren't having his bullshit either. You had a question and you needed an answer for the sake of your mind's peace. But first, you had to bite down on your lip to force down the anger that was boiling up inside you.

"You said Midoriya is quirkless? How come Eraserhead is canceling out his quirk then?" you asked curiously because you knew for a fact that Bakugou was everything but a liar. He also wasn't stupid enough to throw accusations around without reason, ignoring the fact that he throws out insulting nicknames.

"We went to the same fucking middle school and he didn't have a quirk back then!" he hissed looking back at the green-haired boy who was wrapped in Aizawa's scarf. 

‘Probably getting probably a scary pep talk’ you figured, remembering the speeches the teacher gave you guys at the beginning of testing. You watched how he let go of the boy and the crazy hair and scarf of your teacher returned to normal, eyes going back to black. He was walking away from Midoriya and you could hear Engine-calves speak up again. 

"I wonder if our teacher gave him some advice..." he mumbled while rubbing his chin, he sounded a bit worried although you didn't know if it was on behalf of Midoriya or out of selfish reasons.

"Probably told him to start packing!" Bakugou interrupted the boy clearly pissed at this whole situation or maybe because you had talked to him minutes ago.

With a sudden newfound determination, you watched how Midoriya threw, more like catapulted the ball straight into the sky with such power it reminded you of Bakugou's explosive throw. Everybody gasped in shock, not expecting this at all. While everyone was looking at Midoriya, your eyes automatically fell upon Bakugou, you couldn't help it. 

He was frozen into place, crimson eyes wide open with his jaw on the ground, you could even see a vein popping in his temple. You could feel the air around you getting slightly hotter and a whiff of caramel reached your nose. "Oh no..." you mumbled, knowing exactly what was about to happen. The ash-blond boy set off into a mad dash, screaming in rage: "HEY DEKU, YOU BASTARD, TELL ME HOW YOU DID THAT OR YOU’RE DEAD!" You were sure that if Midoriya hadn't shit his pants before this point, he definitely had now. Everything happened pretty fast which was kinda refreshing, Aizawa had Bakugou pinned into place by his scarf, meters away from a trembling Midoriya.

"What? Why the hell is your damn scarf so strong?" Bakugou struggled, turning his head slightly to give Aizawa his signature death glare.

"Because it's a capture-weapon made out of carbon fiber and a special metal alloy. Stand down. It would be wise to avoid making me use my quirk so much. It gives me serious dry eye." your teacher said in an annoyed tone, making your class yell in sync: "Too bad... that power is amazing!"

'Like seriously? Is this some sort of choir or does everybody happen to know how to use telekinesis?' you rolled your eyes at the comment from your classmates.

"You’re wasting my time now. Whoever is next can step up." your homeroom teacher scoffed while retreating his scarf and walking off.

"Is your finger okay?" the adorable Pink-cheeks girl asked Midoriya worried, which made your eyes shift to his hand. His finger was purple, bruised and totally crooked, you could even see the misplacement of the bones although it wasn't even an open fracture. 

"Sure, I’m fine!" the boy said giving Uraraka a forced smile but you could clearly see him wince in pain when he moved his hand. Your brain was going into overdrive again, not able to comprehend what was happening. How can this 'quirkless boy' out of nowhere have a quirk which apparently isn't even accustomed to his body?

Bakugou, who was still standing in the same spot was trembling in anger, his thoughts were colored in red, the fury inside of him was making him numb to the pain he was conflicting to himself by clenching his fists so tightly that his knuckles were white and his nails dug into his skin.

A frown was plastered on your face as you watched the ash-blond boy intensely. He was like a fixed point in your brain because your eyes were constantly drawn to him and you couldn't do anything about it. You should’ve been glad that he had Midoriya to hate, bully and harass now but seeing Bakugou in that state made you kinda sad.

'Get it together!' you thought to yourself, shaking your head aggressively to force those thoughts out of your head. Why do you even care about how Bakugou might be feeling right now? Why did you want to know the reason for his never stopping anger so badly?

You had to clear your head and what could be a better way to do that than doing some sit-ups? Without hesitation, you pulled Mina and the rest with you to the sixth exercise, where you had to do sit-ups in pairs.

"Hey Kirishima, you wanna pair up with me for this exercise?" you asked the red-haired boy after Mina had already paired up with Kaminari, giving you a devilish wink while suggesting you should ask Kirishima.

"Yeah! Let's do this!" Kirishima cheered, pumping one of his fists into the air. 'That boy really loves his workouts' you chuckled to yourself.

You were able to do quite a lot of sit-ups, which was part of your daily training from a young age on after your mom decided to put good use to your enhanced abilities and making you learn mixed martial arts. Kirishima was also smashing it, he didn't even break a sweat when most of the people were already giving up. It was a really amusing workout for you, having Kirishima hype you up and cheer you on, providing you with a mental boost, making you obviously return the favor, which turned into you yelling at him to "Man up!" and "Keep going if you want to be a hero!".

The seated toe-touch was the seventh and easiest exercise. You could easily put your head onto your knees and reach for your toes, which gained curious glances from some of the boys. You thought you even heard the weird purple child say something along the lines of "flexible chicks are the best!" but you decided that your subconscious made you imagine that thirsty comment just so you wouldn't have to deal with the pervert.

The last exercise of the day was the long-distance run, which you absolutely hated. Cardio is fine but you had more fun training with weights. You are a good runner but the fact that you weren’t allowed to listen to any music was straight-up torture, so you decided to just get this over with as fast as possible. After crossing the finish line you didn't fall to the ground as most of the others did. Your blood was pumping rapidly through your veins and laying down sure sounded heavenly but you had to stretch your muscles and calm them down slowly to avoid injuring them, so you just started to walk around to cool down. You could feel your body dripping in sweat. "Ugh, disgusting" you mumbled pulling on your training uniform, which was sticking to you like a second skin.

After everybody had finished their run, you all gathered around your teacher. You could see the exhaustion in some of your classmate's faces, some of them looked really tense and scared and some of the others were smiling proudly, a few people had an unreadable expression plastered over their faces, which you just wrote off as an unimpressed look.

"Alright, time to give you your results. I have ranked you from best to worst. You should probably have a good idea of your standing already. I will just pull up the whole list, it’s not worth it going over each individual score." and with the press of a button, a ranking list appeared out of thin air. 

You noticed that Bakugou wasn't first place like he was in the entrance exam but you also didn’t hold up to your title. Still, you were pretty proud of ranking on place number 11, right after Pink-cheeks. You immediately looked for the name at the bottom of the score, for the one who had to go home and it hurt you to see that it was indeed Midoriya, one of the people you actually got to know a little.

"And I was lying. No one is going home." Aizawa offhandedly commented, making nearly everyone's eyes pop out of their sockets.

"That was just a rational deception to make sure you give your all during the tests," he added with a mischievous smile, gaining screams from the people he had fooled.

"I am surprised the rest of you didn't figure that out. I guess I probably should have said something" a girl mumbled thoughtfully, gaining the annoyed and pissed off stares of all the people who feared get cut today.

"That was pretty nerve-wracking huh?" the boy from before, Sero; you thought was his name, said to Kirishima.

"Naah, I am always down for a challenge!" Kirishima said confidently clenching his fist, he actually made it pretty high on the ranking, he was placed 8th on the list right before your friend Ashido who ranked 9th.

"That's it, we’re done for today. Pick up a syllabus in the classroom, read it over before tomorrow morning." Aizawa said, waving you off and ending your very first day at U.A.

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Title: 50 sentences  Fandom: Fruits Basket Pairing: Kyo x Tohru Notes: This is a list of prompts from the LJ community 1sentence. Some of these have spoilers in them. 

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1. comfort

He reached out to her; curse be damned. 

2. Kiss

The first few kisses were awkward and at times over eager but these were the moments Tohru knew she would remember forever. 

3. Soft

She could never admit that at times she enjoyed the few minutes that Kyo would (accidently) turn into a cat. She never touched fur so soft before. 

4. Pain

He never wanted to be a source of anguish for her, she deserved better than the pain that came from loving the cat. 

5. Potatoes 

Tohru enjoyed peeling the potatoes the most because without saying anything Kyo would always come out and help her. Her heart always raced a bit faster in those moments. 

6. Rain

Kyo hated the rain, his body was slow and sluggish and all he wanted and needed to do was sleep. But as he watched Tohru skip around happily with her umbrella as they came from the store, it didn't seem to bad then. 

7. Chocolate

For all her life Tohru only made obligation chocolate, which was always full of love no matter what! But as she stood there holding the small bag of her choco balls she wondered why this time felt different. Why was it different for him?

8. Happiness

the cry echoed through the room in which Kyo's heart raced as he watched doctors and nurses move about before handing a squirming bundle to Tohru, who beamed despite being sweaty and obviously tired and it was in that moment he understood what happiness really met. 

9. Telephone

After graduation as a present from her Grandfather, Tohru received a phone. It took awhile for her to get used to it but her favorite activity was taking pictures. Her favorite subject, much to his embarrassment, was Kyo. 

10. Ears

Tohru was delighted to find out even as human his ears was still his weak point. 

11. Name

His voice was soft and raw when he said her name but in that moment she never felt more wanted. 

12. Sensual

How she moved, or talked or how she absently did things with her hands or when she folded clothes or when she cooked or cleaned; there wasn't anything she did that Kyo couldn't look away from. Try as he might. 

13. Death

'I'm sorry' wasn't enough, he knew this. But it was all Kyo could offer in that moment.

14. Sex

It was clumsy the first time, awkward and both too eager but as Tohru held him close to her, to feel his body against hers in such a way in that moment there wasn't anything more perfect.

15. Touch

Tohru took a breath as she leaned against the wall her eyes closed as she tried to remember the feel of his fingers, for a moment, brushing against hers.

16. Weakness

She hide it, buried it deep inside of herself. All the ugliness and weakness of her heart, so no one, not even she, could see it. So why was it so easy for him to rip it all open?

17. Tears

When he pulled her close in that moment, before his body transformed Tohru swore that the wetness on her cheek wasn't just her own in that moment.

18. Speed

Kyo really underestimated how fast Tohru could run.

19. Wind

She loved the wind, she loved the coolness and how her hair would whip around. What she loved more was how Kyo would stand a little closer to her, in his awkward way.

20. Freedom

To Kyo freedom tasted like cherry lip balm.

21. Life

Tohru couldn't help but cry as she held the ultra sound in her shaking hands.

22. Jealousy

Tohru's chest felt tight as she saw Kyo get called out, again it seemed from the whispers around her. Making her realize for the first time there were things in his life she didn't know, that he hide from her. And she hated it.

23. Hands

It was but a moment in the small kitchen as her hand hovered over the scary stain and then suddenly his hand hovered over hears, and she wondered when did they get so big.

24. Taste

Despite his claims that his food didn't taste good, Torhu's couldn't help but disagree. Then again being sick wouldn't help her case that his food, did in fact, taste good.

25. Devotion

Tohru loved her mother the most, everyday no matter how small she would devote to her mother in some way, even when she refused to realize that the devotion was shifting to someone else instead.

26. Forever

In front of family and friends they made the promise together.

27. Blood

It felt like he was going to be sick when he saw her laying there, blood trickling down her face. Not again.

28. Sickness

She sits next to the toilet eyes wide as she puts her hands over her mouth. Thanking whatever God that Kyo wasn't home at that moment.

29. Melody

Her voice is soft as she works, singing quietly under her breath that he's realized she doesn't even notice she's doing it. Part of him wants to tease her but as he leans on his hand glancing at her when he could, he had to admit he liked hearing her little melody.

30. Star

It became a habit on warm nights to climb up onto the roof watching the moon and the stars, admittedly enjoying how happy Tohru would get when she would recognize certain stars or constellations, how her brown eyes would light up. It was something he would burn into his memory for when he saw the stars behind bars.

31. Home

Some nights Tohru would arrive to their home later than Kyo, in which she would be welcomed with the smell of dinner and the warmth of their small home would at times bring tears to her eyes. Like she finally made it.

32. Confusion

It never became clear for years to who or what Jason was. Even then neither Tohru or Kyo understood how he ended up as a bear.

33. Fear

She never realized watching someone give up would be so terrifying.

34. Lightning/Thunder

Tohru loved thunderstorms, she had no idea maybe it was because her mother loved it and would always take her out on their small balcony and watch it with her. So she never expected Kyo of all her housemates to join her on the deck grumbling all the while. But if anything it just made her happier in that moment.

35. Bonds

She never expected her childish wish to befriend the cat would end up like this.

36. Market

She wondered when coming to the store became a lonely event.

37. Technology

Safe to say that deep down, even if she just learned it herself, Tohru felt a little smug in being a bit more technologically advanced than someone for once. Even if it was Kyo.

38. Gift

Kyo felt like he was about to burst from embarrassment as he stalked the mall looking for the perfect store to have the perfect gift and he hated the fact it mattered so much to him.

39. Smile

Her stomach would jump whenever he smiled at her now part of Tohru wondered if she was getting sick.

40. Innocence

Kyo gasped for breath as he heard Tohru giggle and then lay on top of him her head pressed against his chest.

"Did you like it?"

All the energy Kyo in that moment could muster was bobbing her on the head lightly which just caused her to laugh and bury her face in his chest kicking her legs up and down in glee.

41. Completion

Kyo never believed in the soul mate bullshit, on being "complete" when you found the "one" but as they laid together on his funton, her curled up against his side he felt for a moment he understood the feeling.

42. Clouds

"I think that one looks like a cat!" she giggled with Momoji not noticing the redness that covered Kyo's cheeks.

43. Sky

She never realized how beautiful the sky looked during the sunset, red and orange tinted.

44. Heaven

If there was a heaven or hell Kyo didn't know but somehow he did know that whatever happened to him in the after life Kyoko would be there ready to beat his ass for what he put Tohru through.

45. Hell

"I'm disillusioned."

This must be what hell was like.

46. Sun

She was like the sun all gravitated towards her warmth. So why was he stopping himself?

47. Moon

Tohru loved the moon she loved the stories connected to it and she loved how he looked under it that night face full of excitement as he tried to teach her how to punch correctly. (she never really did learn.)

48. Waves

"Look at me, daddy!" Hajime exclaimed as he stood in the waves with Tohru, his chubby arms encased in water wings as Tohru stood beside him laughing waving her arms around in excitement as well.

49. Hair

Her hair was long and soft and Kyo would catch himself moving his fingers through it as they slept, it was a comforting feeling.

50. Supernova

He busted through the ceiling exploding into her life without warning.

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🌼Get To Know Me Tag🌼

Thanks @satans-helper for tagging me!!! This is gonna be a long one so if anyone feels it’s necessary, please tell me to shut up! oke doke les do it❤️

1. What’s your middle name?

Olivia!

2. How old are you?

20, very cool and very funky years..

3. When’s your birthday?

January 8th

4. What’s your zodiac sign?

Capricorn 🐏 also an Aries rising, Libra moon if anyone cares lol

5. What’s your favourite colour?

Rn it’s yellow!

6. What’s your lucky number?

Ok I rlly gotta pick one soon cuz I just don’t have one lol

7. Do you have any pets?

Used to have a chubby brown lab but she was an old girl:( BUT recently I have fed a stray cat enough for him to come back everyday so he is now mine by Ricky Law™️

8. Where are you from?

Toronto, Canada baybee

9. How tall are you?

5’5

10. What shoe size are you?

7 and a half? I think?

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

Not that many like 5 tops lol

12. What was your last dream about?

Last night I dreamt about going horse back riding?? I woke up like ...she’s a horse girl, I knew it..

13. What talents do you have?

I can draw/paint?? Also I’m a pretty snazzy photographer

14. Are you psychic in any way?

I’m definitely intuitive...I’ve experienced some very strange coincidences in my life...

15. Favourite song?

Jimi Hendrix’ Voodoo Chile

16. Favourite Movie?

Moonrise Kingdom

17. Who would be your ideal partner?

*stares in Josh Kiszka yearn*

18. Do you want children?

Erm not sure yet

19. Do you want a church wedding?

Lol I want whatever the opposite of a church wedding is..

20. Are you religious?

Nope.

21. Have you ever been to the hospital?

Yes. I’m so clumsy I am a danger to myself at this point...

22. Have you ever gotten in trouble with the law?

No I’m literally a baby chicken and will cry if u raise ur voice at me

23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

Not formally? I’ve seen a lot of random celebrities just walking around tho cuz I live in a big city

24. Baths or showers?

Showers, practically but I love me a good bath now and again

25. What color socks are you wearing?

Im not wearing any ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ;-) Sam Kiszka tease ;-) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

26. Have you ever been famous?

One time my painting was put into a community art gallery and they took my photo for the local newspaper except they made the centre fold of the page fold into the picture around my face so it got all distorted and it was like when Mike Wazowski was in the Monsters Inc commercial...

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?

Not rlly..

28. What type of music do you like?

Rock, folk and indie but I will listen to anything

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?

Yes. Me and my friends do it every year as a cottage tradition!

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?

3...I need to be snuggled AND supported

31. What position do you usually sleep in?

I don’t sleep unless I curl up into the smallest ball possible like a friggin cat

32. How big is your house?

She smol

33. What do you typically have for breakfast?

Literally just coffee most days. I love anarchy

34. Have you ever fired a gun?

Nope. Don’t have the desire to either.

35. Have you ever tried archery?

I have not but I’ve always wanted to!

36. Favourite clean word?

Cozzy

37. Favourite swear word?

Cunty but like as an adjective

38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?

Not rlly sure...probably only a day. I’m a very sleepy person

39. Do you have any scars?

Yep

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?

If I told you, they wouldn’t be secret ;-)

41. Are you a good liar?

No not at all. My face gives it away so badly

42. Are you a good judge of character?

I like to think so. My first impressions of people tend to be true.

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?

Ya but not well ahsgag

44. Do you have a strong accent?

I don’t think I do, but my family from the states always says we have the stereotypical “Canadian accent”.

45. What is your favourite accent?

I loooove Irish accents. I find them very pleasing to hear!

46. What’s your personality type?

INFP-T to be precise

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?

My prom dress I think? I got it a Free People for 90$ and at that store, that’s a steal...

48. Can your curl your tongue?

Yeth

49. Are you an innie or an outie?

If this is referring to my belly button then, innie

50. Left or right handed?

Right handed

51. Are you scared of spiders?

Ew ya

52. Favourite food?

Ok my fave food is also my fave foreign food and it’s Indian!

53. Favourite foreign food?

^

54. Are you a clean or messy person?

messy...ITS CAREFUL CHAOS OK?

55. Most used phrase?

I really am not sure...

56. Most used word?

probably ‘like’. Yes I’m gen Z, yes I have trouble articulating my thoughts. And what about it???

57. How long does it take you to get ready?

I need at least an hour...I like to plan

58. Do you have much of an ego?

I don’t think so??

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?

If you bite lollipops, you’re in jail now, I don’t make the law.

60. Do you talk to yourself?

Yes, I’m the funniest person I know.

61. Do you sing to yourself?

Yes, funny you ask, I’m not only the funniest person I know, but also North America’s greatest entertainer!

62. Are you a good singer?

No! But I will preform for myself and the spiders living in my room. Yes, we exist!

63. Biggest fear?

Losing the people I love, being trapped.

64. Are you a gossip?

No yuck i hate it.

65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?

this is too broad and difficult but The Witch. It’s spooky and dramatic.

66. Do you like long or short hair?

I don’t rlly have a preference...

67. Can you name all 50 states of America?

Probably if I try really really hard lol as a Canadian, this is a good road trip game

68. Favourite school subject?

Art or English!

69. Extrovert or introvert?

Introvert

70. Have you ever been scuba diving?

No but something about makes me anxious

71. What makes you nervous?

I would really love to find something that doesn’t make me anxious. Let’s start with that.

72. Are you scared of the dark?

No! I find it comforting sometimes actually

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?

Depends. I hate confrontation so I only do it if it really matters...

74. Are you ticklish?

Ok I wanna know who isn’t! Like whomst is not ticklish??

75. Have you ever started a rumour?

I hope not...I would feel very stinky

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?

If by authority you mean telling my sister to get out of my unassigned-assigned spot on the couch even though my voice cracks a little as I do it causing her to laugh even harder, than yes.

77. Have you ever drank underage?

Yes. *police sirens grow closer*

78. Have you ever done drugs?

I have done a weed or 2. Yes

79. Who was your first real crush?

My neighbour lol

80. How many piercings do you have?

3! My ears and also my cartilage! Used to have my septum, but it caused me too many problems so i let it grow over :(

81. Can you roll your R’s?

Ya!

82. How fast can you type?

So fast *spongebob voice* wanna see me do it again?

83. How fast can you run?

I would probably be the first to go in a horror movie

84. What colour is your hair?

Dark brown

85. What colour are your eyes?

Brown

86. What are you allergic to?

Nothing substantial.

87. Do you keep a journal?

Ya I do!

88. What do your parents do?

My mums a school secretary and my dads a fraud investigator

89. Do you like your age?

U know what, ya..I can’t complain.

90. What makes you angry?

Injustice and rudeness

91. Do you like your own name?

Ya I don’t mind it

92. Have you already thought of baby names if so what are they?

I mean I have names that I like but it’s not something I write down so I always forgot lol

93. Do you want a boy or a girl child?

I really couldn’t care less

94. What are your strengths?

Physically, I’m a sack of bones with the upper body strength of a new born baby but I like to think my sense of humour makes me tolerable *finger guns*

95. What are your weaknesses?

I am one frightened human bean.

96. How did you get your name?

Tru story: throughout my moms whole pregnancy, everyone including the doctors were convinced I was gonna be a boy because they could never get a clear look at me in the ultra sounds so my parents had only picked out boy names until I was born to which they changed their choice of “Eric” to Erika :))

97. Were your ancestors royalty?

Not at all lol

98. Do you have any scars?

Did I already answer this one? I think I did?

99. Colour of your bedspread?

White with pink floral pattern! (From ikea lol)

100. Colour of your room?

It’s an off-white

Ok I wanna tag these lovely beans @pe2chie @turntonightfirelight @camomillacatalina @witchgoddess @blackdressedtinyone 💗💗💗

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killer oc: the outsider

Real  Name: Antonio Torres 

Benedict Quote: “ it lurks in the shadows but even with the help of the new moon, the glow he creates will always tell his location. But to him it seems to not be an issue unlike some of the other beings around here, odd this once human now treats us more like play toys than anything. Flinging his acid and what seems to be watching in a disgusting form of a grin as we twist and turn on the dirt floor trying to get rid of the burning pain, but there something different about him, I had finally came to the conclusion of what this was when I had a chance to see the monstrosity in the eye. And if there ever is a god then from what have seen in that pitch darkness, may God bless those who ever crossed this thing.

General description/overview: the outsider is a staller, with his ability “toxic torment” that allows him to puke up balls of corrosive acid at objects. he is able to stop work and confuse the survivors long enough for him to make the kill. With his perks: rancid odor, monstrous gambol, and dispense hysteria. The outsider’s perks give him the advantage of separating groups and causing as much havoc as he can.  Year arrived: 1992 Gender: male Ethnicity: latino Nationality: American Chapter: prom night massacre   Survivor: Antoine Durand Realm:  jointer high Weapon: ritual clever Power: toxic torment Height: 7’1” ft/ 2.1 m Clothing description: The outsider wears the clothes he wore to the crime. However, this time they are burned and torn from the entity's involvement. The hoodie that had concealed his face is torn and burned from the left shoulder to the right hip and the hood completely gone. The jogging pants he wore is covered in holes and tears. And he discarded the sneakers that adorn his feet when the entity converted him leaving him barefoot. Physical description: The outsider has greenish grey skin and sunken eyes. His lower jaw is completely stripped of skin leaving only burnt flesh and bone, and his chest is bloody raw. Clawed hands and feet and patches of flatten hair only meant to increase in the terror it already imposes. His physique is that of a mixture of a corpse and an emaciated human, he hunches over like a wild animal ready for the hunt. Backstory: Antonio Torres was born under the hot Miami sun, however, the weather couldn’t warm the child’s heart growing up. What seems to be a cold-hearted child, the boy just like in all fairy tales was just misunderstood. Sadly, he was never given a chance. Already was viewed as an oddity by the other locals,rumors were spread and people talked behind the child’s back, and ultimately  he was left alone to stew in his anger and negative thoughts as he would stare into the tv for hours while crying after being told by the other children that they didn’t want to play with him. But, there was something that gave the child light in the shadows of being alone and that was his family, living in a single parent house is always difficult and it showed when the only thing a young Antonio could do was watch TV as his mother went to work at the local chicken factory. Also, there to watch the young child was Antonio’s grandmother, a frail old woman who was the only one who kept Antonio from getting into trouble. However, the bullying didn’t stop, especially after the boy was caught drowning one of his neighbor's dogs. Though already having a bad reputation in the community, it as easy for him to persuade his neighbors that what happened was an accident, a misunderstanding of how life works when it comes to forcing a toy dog in a vat of water when it’s the owner wasn’t looking. Listening to the shadows in his ear telling him in what to do, this wouldn’t b the last nor first time he followed these whispers. They were also there when he shoved a younger kid down a pair of old stairs on the outskirts of their apartment buildings that he dragged them too, watching them as they screamed with each step they took before their head slammed onto the abandoned concrete. And like with the dog incident this time too, he manipulated and played the people into not getting the worst punishment. But the feeling of being more ostracized then already wasn’t worth the pleasure he felt seeing his image in the pool of crimson. Now totally cut off from society in the form of total silence, Antonio seemed to snap. Now after years of the shadows being his friends and the death of his grandmother, the boy finally gave the fog what it wants. Waiting for his prom night that he wasn’t invited too, even though he had to go through a pesky janitor with a wench, he was able to break into the school’s basement. Where the eighteen-year-old opened the water source, he could only smile as he drained some of the water to replace it with acid and bleach he snatched from his mother’s work. Afterward, while the partygoers were having their fun, Antonio went into work sealing and covering every exit. With a punch to the door window and lit of a match, with disgusting glee, he watched as the room sprung into chaos as it filled with acid rain and chlorine gas. As teens and teachers alike were not only covered with boils but those boils being dissolved along with the rest of their flesh. Antonio watched with glee at the sight only to fall into the claws of the entity. By the time the police arrived there were no survivors, and there were no Antonio either. Only a pair of shoes covered in the blood.

Power: 

toxic torment- toxic torment allow the outcast to hurl balls of acid at the survivor. If hit the survivor will not be hurt. However, it will give the burn effect ( the acid stays on the survivor giving a  5/10/20(depending on add-on) percent penalty on all skill check, after 40/35/20 seconds the survivor will be put into the injured state, and after that 30/25/10 seconds the survivor will go into the dying state. The only way to get rid of the acid is to get heal from another survivor. Survivors will also be more noticeable when hit due to the neon green painted on them.) 

“ a power bestowed to the killer as a welcoming gift after enduring the torture of the entity”   

Perks: Rancid odor- you are rotten inside and out, and with this, you use it to get those who become too comfortable. 

this increases your terror radius by 14,25,37 meters, once survivors get into your terror radius skill check will get a 2/5/10%  bonus decrease. “ God, what is that smell. It’s putrid.” Monstrous gamble- you feed on chaos, and because of this you will do anything to gets your fill. Your aura reading capabilities increased, allowing you to see survivors after doing a loud action or failed skill check in your terror radius. Until hook, However, this increased the chance of being blinded longer.   Dispense hysteria-  your connection with the entity is great, and to you, this means you can play with your toys just the way you want. With each hit you get a token, 2 tokens allow you to receive a 10% speed boost, 3 tokens allow you to break gens and pallet, but also vault quicker, 4 tokens gives you the ability to see scratch marks and pools of blood easier, 5 tokens give the survivors the hindered status. Mori: the outcast will pounce on the survivor, straddling them as he strangles him/ her before throwing up acid all over his face.

Add-ons: Common: Chewed up pen- A used pen with a busted cartridge, empty of ink. Slightly increases the distance of toxic treatment. Trampled notebook- A notebook with muddy footprints on it. “ they beat me up abuela! They beat me up!” Slightly increases the potency of toxic treatment. Returned birthday letter- A birthday letter with a “return to sender” sticker on it. Slightly increases the speed of reloading for toxic treatment. Burnt gloves- A pair of holed filled gloves used in a heinous crime. Moderately increases the number of toxic treatment: +1 Uncommon: Crumbled up notes - Pieces of paper with what seems to be algebra on it, crumbled into a ball. Moderately increases the distance of toxic treatment. Burnt love letter- The remains of what seems to be a love letter, the only thing that can be truly read is “ dear, Louis.” Moderately increases the potency of toxic treatment. Cracked brick- A brick with a crack in it.it was the one that flew into a window. Moderately increase the speed of toxic treatment. Gives toxic treatment the exhaustion status. Bloodied wench- A wench used to crack open the janitor's skull. “ you should haven’t have opened your mouth” Gives all survivors who get hit by toxic treatment the blind status Slightly slows the survivor down if hit.   Rare: Scratched CD: A CD with writing on it, but it’s all scratched up. Moderately increase the distance of toxic treatment. Allows the outsider to see the aura of survivors who were hit with toxic treatment for 5 seconds. Damp leash: A  damp leash made for a dog. Moderately increase the potency of toxic treatment. Stops all survivors from completely quick vaults. Burnt empty bottle: Bottles of chemicals used to clean heavy machinery, burn holes are littered on the plastic. Moderately increases the amount of toxic treatment: +2 Gives the exhaustion status Very Rare: Abuela’s necklace  A sapphire necklace filled with negative energy. Was given by a passed away loved one. Moderately increase the distance of toxic treatment Gives the hit survivor the blind status Increases the time it takes to clean off toxic treatment. Broken headset A headset used by a lonely teen. Tremendously increase the potency of toxic treatment Give the hit survivor the exhaustion status. Stops all survivors hit with toxic treatment from doing quick actions. Bloodied piece of fabric A piece of fabric with dried blood on it seems like a reminder for someone who’ve been hurt. Tremendously increase the number of toxic treatment: +2 Give the hit survivor the hindered status. Tremendously increase the reload time of toxic treatment

Ultra Rare:

Bloodied sneakers

Sneakers drenched in the blood of those the wearers have killed.

Moderately Increase the outsiders reload time 

Gives the hit survivor the exhaustion status

Allows to down survivor into death state. 

Iridescent crown: 

A  melted glass crown forged by the fog itself, the wearer is filled with the entity’s power and can feel the intense vibration it creates. 

Allows the outsider to break pallets when thrown on him. Gives toxic treatment the exposed status Gives  10 percent cooldown on Map: jointer high Description: This place was once for learning, for understanding the world around us and even how some dare goes past the line between what society considers right and wrong. But, everyone knows more then that happens in these walls. Teenagers at that age don’t care about right and wrong, but of what can past as “cool” and “uncool.” it this lack of empathy that helps fester a disease that plagued the halls, a disease created by years of abuse from society itself. Now empty these walls now only hold the disease and the remnants of the event that painted the walls red. Gymnasium: The scene of the massacre, now rotten and overgrown all seem to be forgotten. With open patches in the wooden floor and broken ceiling lying chaotically on the floor, decorations from that night still lay a mess. The only creature still living in the mass crypt is the shadows that were rumored to still roam.

[coll2mitts]

Thyroid Follow-up Scans - Year 1 and Year 2

So, 2 years later, here I am again with this thyroid bullshit.  I started writing about this last year and never posted it, so here I am posting a whole year’s worth of crap.

If you’re ready for a lot of angst and general bullshit go ahead and read below the cut.  There’s gifs and pictures, though, which I think makes it better.

A year ago, I went in for my appointment with my endocrinologist, and asked him if it was possible for me to do my follow-up testing at Beaumont’s Farmington Hills campus, because it’s 5 minutes from my house instead of 30 minutes, and, if you remember, I wasn’t a super big fan of my nuclear med doctor.  He was very distressed when I asked him this, and insisted I stick with Beaumont Royal Oak because “just because it says Beaumont on the door doesn’t mean you’re going to get identical treatment.  They’d just perform the scan on you, they wouldn’t even have you meet with an oncologist.  It’s only once a year, you can handle going to Royal Oak once a year.”

Yeah, except it isn’t “once a year”.  It’s 5 different appointments (minimum) I have to take time off of work for, and as much as I love fighting through rush hour traffic to get to the hospital for a 5 minute appointment, I don’t want to do that.  The endo also gave me the (false) impression that maybe they’d just give me a CT scan or something instead of making me go through a month without meds.  I was like, cool, yeah, if I just have to go in for one scan, I don’t give a shit, sign me up.  So, I called in mid Feb to schedule my one-year follow-up.

(Sidenote: I don’t think my endo was wrong about Farmington Hills, especially considering my interactions and my mother’s interactions with that hospital, but the dismissal of the amount of effort it takes to get there when you’re hypothyroid and feel like you’re gradually turning into stone was frustrating.)

I hate how they used to do scheduling at Beaumont, it’s the worst.  You get put on a list, and then a person calls you back several weeks later when they get their schedule for the next month and you can then work out a date and time.  They actually didn’t forget about me this time, and scheduled me for a consultation appointment at the end of March.  I decided to take my boyfriend with me and test out a new theory that if I prove that SOMEONE cares about me, the doctor would.

One very early morning in March, I dragged my poor boyfriend out of bed to get to the hospital.  Of course, when I got there, they had no record of me being in the system, so I have to wait 30 minutes to even check in at reception.  Then I sat in another waiting room waiting for the nuclear medicine doctor.  They ran me through the same questions they did last time, and handed me a sheet with all of my prescheduled dates for dropping the meds, starting the diet, drinking the radiation, etc.  Of course, they hand me this sheet and I’m like “wait, so I’m going through the whole process again?” and the PA just says, “Yes...?” as if it was a weird question to ask.  Then he took my pulse and was like, “Are you anxious?” “Yes.” “OK.”

The nuclear medicine doctor came in after that and was like, “Oh, I remember you!  But you (pointing at my boyfriend), you’re new!  This a new husband, significant other, friend?” “New boyfriend.  Just brought him so he could take in the whole experience.”

Like, legit, my boyfriend rarely talked the entire time and she couldn’t stop going on about how much she loved him.  Then she talked directly to him about how cranky I’d get, and how I’d need to go on the diet, and how he should be supportive, and then follows that up with, “But it’s only 3 weeks, you’ll barely notice a difference!” staring directly at me.  Yeah, sure, no difference.

The dates they had me scheduled were starting May 1st to drop the meds, with the scan being in the later part of the month.  They wanted to make sure that the spot in my jaw was gone.

This is where my confusion sets in.  Initially, the spot in my jaw didn’t show up as part of the scan - it only showed up when they did the full radiation dose to kill the cancer.  What makes them think it’s going to show up this time?  Also, my endo told me that they would be monitoring my Thyroglobulin levels, and if they were zero that would mean I was cancer free.  They have been zero the last two times they’ve done it and they’re still making me do the scan.  Is testing the Thyroglobulin levels not indicative of cancer being present in my body, then?  Could cancer be growing and now show up in those levels?

But we move forward, and come the end of April I stop taking my meds (a day early, because at this point I wasn’t taking my pills on Sunday).  I start the diet 5 days earlier than they told me to, because a week didn’t seem long enough, and I don’t want to fuck around with the results.  The first couple days off of the meds weren’t great, but then it became pretty manageable and I thought, “shit, this is lucky, maybe it won’t be as bad as before!” and of course, after I say that, my body decides to shut the fuck down.

I started to have weird dreams again (although not as bad as last time), my body would ache constantly, and I didn’t have any strength left.  The week before my thyroid scan I decided to go up 4 flights of stairs to get to a meeting at work and it almost killed me, so I figured that was the point where I should start taking it easy because riding the elevator doesn’t make you a weak person.

When I called for the results of my TSH, I barely crossed the finish line at 44.  Thank god.  I went in the following Monday to get the tracer dose, and at this point I’m in super high spirits because I’ve been drinking the optimism kool-aid.  Everyone has been telling me I’ll be fine, that I won’t have to be on the diet again (everyone is SO FUCKING FIXATED on the diet aspect of this whole process like that’s the worst part instead of, I dunno, being off your meds and dealing with the anxiety of getting a cancer scan).  I’ve been the one peppering my statements “if everything looks ok”.  So, the nuclear medicine doctor comes in and is like “OK, hopefully this is the last of it, although you did have thyroglobulin levels present, so we have to figure out where that’s coming from.”

Oh.

Then nurse wheels in the dose, I drink the radioactive material (shown above stored in a lead egg - I asked the nurse if it was OK to take pictures and she’s like “YEAH! Let’s open it up so you can see inside!”) and drive into work with a now-familiar sense of dread.

That’s the vial they store the iodine in.  What’s shoved inside it is the plastic straw I used, because now that’s radioactive, too :P

Of course, when I get to work, I immediately start digging in the thyroid cancer forums (DON’T DO THAT) and got super depressed and thought great, now I have to go into surgery again, or do beam radiation or chemo, or maybe it’s spread to all my organs and this is it, I’ll be part of the 3% of people who die from thyroid cancer.  But 6 hours later I realized the only thing that I know, for sure, is that this changes the best case scenario to “I have to do all this bullshit again next year to make sure the second round of I-131 works”, and I’ve *done* that before so it’s way less scary.  Worst case scenario, we find out it’s not iodine avid and I have to do something else.

So, I go in the next day to measure my radiation levels, and what was normally supposed to be a 15 minute appointment turned into an hour because they sprung a neck scan on me.  No time to get anxious about it, cause there I was, under the plate, cursing god and all that is holy I’d have to do this twice this year.  They don’t say anything about the results, send me home, and I go with Beau-James to the full-body scan the next day.

This is the machine they use to find the radioactive material in your body.  You lay on the bed on the right (where the amazing heated blanket is balled up), they literally strap you down (feet and body) so you’re essentially a firmly wrapped burrito, and then the machine wheels you into the area with the flat plates.  Then, the nurse adjusts the plates so they get REALLY FUCKING CLOSE TO YOUR FACE, and over 40 minutes it guides you through the machine to see if it can find anything.  At least they let you wear headphones.

I laid there for a head scan, the full body scan, and then to really freak me out, a chest scan.  Then, after waiting for what fucking felt like an eternity, the doctor comes out and is like, “You’re gonna be fine, it’s still that spot in your neck.”

“What spot in my neck?” “The one that showed up after the treatment last year.” “I thought that was in my jaw?” “No... no.  In your jaw?  There’s no spot in your jaw, it’s in the middle of your neck.” ...The middle of my neck.  That was causing tightness in my neck, that caused me to go to the ER.  That all my doctors convinced me was a result of my anxiety.  Was fucking thyroid cancer.  Cool.

The spot was so small, though, that she said she didn’t want to treat it because treating it would cause me more harm than good.  And she didn’t want to send me for a CT scan because a scan for any thyroglobulin level under 11 wouldn’t be approved by my insurance (mine was 3).  Her recommendation was to: a) come in the next day to get ANOTHER neck scan, b) get a ultrasound on my neck to see if we could find any other masses, and c) wait it out until next year.  Which meant another round of testing.  Joy.  

Her hope was that was it would just burn itself out since it was so small.

I went in the next day for neck scan #3 of the year, and she said the spot was already fading on the scan, so she felt optimistic.   But I know my body and it’s ability to fight things on its own, so I wasn’t feeling super great about it.

Flash forward to now, year 2 of thyroid cancer (third time being scanned), and I get the ultra sound (doesn’t show anything), and I do the blood cancer scans (zero thyroglobulin), and still ramping up for the tests this year I know I’m gonna be fucked.  Because those tests have never been an indicator of what is really going on with my body.

I go in for my initial appointment again, do the song and dance of “how are you feeling, what are your symptoms?” etc, which doesn’t mean anything because they operate on what the blood tests and the scans show you.  The last 4 or so months I could tell I was hyper... I was super angry all the time and hungry constantly.  BUT I kept telling myself, no, that wouldn’t make sense, because I’m tired all the time and have gained a stupid amount of weight.  And literally the nuclear medicine doctor tells me, “I don’t know why you’re tired all the time, it must be something else, because your last blood test showed your TSH level at .4.”

My last TSH test was back in November.  And I didn’t know that before because my endo *snail mails* me my results and they’re hand written and say things like “keep taking the meds, you don’t have cancer”.

Now, I had called to schedule the appointment to see the nuclear medicine doctor back in February, even though last year my scans were in May.  They schedule me to go meet her in early April, but then rescheduled for late April.  When she hands me over the dates for going off the meds and the scan, I’m expecting May again, but this time it’s late June, “So you’ll be out of school.” “I’m not IN school, I’m 31.” “You’re still young enough to be in school.” “...But I’m NOT.”

Doesn’t matter.  I get to be in a hypo daze for 2 of the few months of summer we have in Michigan.  Want to go hiking?  Biking?  Walking?  Fuck you, hobble around, have a nap and cry at Serta Mattress commercials.

For the third time in my life, I go off my meds and start chugging along.  It’s hard for me to climb stairs, I start having dreams about animatronic dinosaurs without skin on trying to eat my face, I cry at the dumbest things.  I can’t sleep for more than 3 hours at a time, and when I wake up I don’t necessarily feel like I’m awake.

I manage two teams at work, neither of which have been around long enough to know about my cancer, and a new boss who also has no clue what’s going on.  I try to hide feeling like utter garbage, because this year hit me way harder than last year.  After being nudged by my friend Erin, who has also suffered through Thyroid cancer, I finally broke down and took the week of my scan off of work.  Even then, I STILL thought I didn’t have to tell anybody because I’d just be gone for a week, and that doesn’t seem weird.  I just didn’t want to be known as “Cancer Girl”.  Or, more importantly, make people think that I couldn’t handle my job because that insecurity runs THAT deep.  Being a female who works in software is super fun.

When I finally got my blood test done, my TSH level was at a 54.  And my thyroglobulin level doubled to 6.  Whomp whomp.  I went into work the day I found out my results and basically told everyone what was going on, because if they had to treat me, I wasn’t going to be an radioactive idiot who worked from home like last time.  Unlimited PTO means I get to use it, right?

So, I go in for the tracer (this is literally what they do to you to make sure you don’t spit radioactive material everywhere), the 24-hour uptake, and the scan, and they haven’t even finished my chest scan when the doctor bursts in and says, “Well, I can’t see anything.”   Apparently the thyroid tissue in my body is no longer iodine avid, so they can’t treat it with 131.  She wanted me to come in the next day for another scan just to be sure, but she was going to recommend a PET scan to see if that would show anything.

It took an entire week of her fighting with my insurance company to get the scan approved.  The year before she told me they wouldn’t approve a scan for anybody with under 11 thyroglobulin, but she was advocating HARD.  When they finally got approval, I had to go in the day before for a blood test to make sure my TSH levels were over 20, and I couldn’t eat any carbs or sugar because they needed my blood sugar level to be under 200.  The idea is that cancer tissue eats lots of sugar, so a radioactive sugar concoction will show up on the scan.

The actual day of the scan I asked Beau-James to come with me for moral support, but then found out it’d take 2-5 days for an oncologist to read the scan and send it over, so I wouldn’t hear anything that day.  Basically, they injected me with the radioactive material, we got to hang out in our own private room for an hour and a half while my tumors ate the sugar, and then they sent me in for the scan.

I know I’ve mentioned before how fucking claustrophobic I am, and how goddamn terrible the nuclear scans were.  Beau-James has sat in the room with me for a few of them, and this last time I was like, “Oh god, I always forget how CLOSE they get to your face,” and he says, “Eh, it’s like 2 inches away,” AS IF THAT ISN’T TERRIFYING.  When I had asked the nurse if the PET scan also gets close to your face she’s like, “If you can handle the other test, this will be a breeze.”  I think she was being generous with her definition of “breeze”, cause they do stick you in a tube, and it does feel close, but she was correct in the fact that it didn’t bring me to unparalleled levels of anxiety where I want to claw my way out of the machine and run screaming, which was nice.  It moves you around a lot, too, giving you some variety on position, and I spent a lot of the 25 minute scan with my head outside of the machine, so it wasn’t too bad.  After it was done, they sent me home, and Beau-James and I drank beer and ate burgers because I no longer had to worry about any funky diets.

Today I got the results back from the PET scan, and I was both like 0% surprised by the results, and simultaneously terrified by them.  The head/neck/chest scan showed nothing, so they still don’t know where the thyroid tissue is.  The nuclear medicine doctor said at this point we’ll just “watch and wait” for the tissue to present itself, which is both annoying and slightly relieving.  The other part of the scan, though, was the curveball.  Apparently my left ovary picked up a lot of material, so they want me to get it checked out.  I’ve been complaining to my doctor about this ovary for about a year because it makes my periods FUCKING UNBEARABLE to the point of me crying on my bed praying for death because the pain is so bad.

So, watch this space, cause I might be providing ovarian cancer updates next.

Sigh.

[junker-town]

Western Illinois, Year 33, 2039-2040

The Leathernecks attempt to win national title No. 8 in our College Hoops 2K8 simuation.

Welcome back to our simulated dynasty with the Western Illinois Leathernecks in College Hoops 2K8. You can find a full explanation of this project + spoiler-free links to previous seasons here. Check out the introduction to this series from early April for full context. As a reminder, we simulate every game in this series and only control the recruiting and coaching strategies. Dynasty mode runs for 40 years.

Before we pick up with the Leathernecks at the start of Year 33, here’s a recap of everything that happened last season:

We returned four starters from a Sweet 16 team the year before, and began the new campaign ranked No. 10 in the preseason polls. We lost our first two games of the season to Florida and Indiana, and then won out through the conference tournament. We entered the NCAA tournament at 28-2 on the season.

We were given a No. 6 seed to the big dance. We beat George Washington in the first round, Stanford in the round of 32, Baylor in the Sweet 16, and Houston in the Elite Eight. We then faced No. 1 seed Ole Miss in the Final Four and lost, 90-84.

We recruited for four scholarships and landed four players: PG Arvydas Hardy, SF Reece Mascoll, PF Al Reece, C Felipe Hopes. It was ranked as the No. 5 recruiting class in the country.

Here’s a first look at our roster for Year 33:

When we won our seventh national championship at the end of Year 28, it capped a run of three natties in four years for our Leathernecks. We haven’t cut down the nets since. Last year’s Final Four run had us so close to our goal. While we did lose three players to graduation, the bulk of the lineup that we started during last season’s tournament run returns.

We begin the season No. 13 in the preseason polls. Let’s meet the starters:

Randolph Pompey, redshirt junior, 87 overall: Pompey flew under the radar as a recruit (No. 134 overall, No. 58 point guard), and came in with the worst potential rating (D grade) in program history. Why did we take him? We loved his size at 6’5 PG out of high school, and he’s grown three inches to 6’8 as he enters his redshirt junior year. Pompey is an excellent finisher, a solid three-point shooter (83 rating), and has great awareness on both ends. He’s only average as a ball handler and passer, and grades out as a C+ in quickness. After an excellent game in our Final Four loss to Ole Miss last season (23 points, 10 assists), we think he can take the next step and become a dominant point guard. We’re not going to complain if his low potential rating means the NBA doesn’t want him early. Native of Mesquite, TX.

Scott Doornekamp, redshirt junior, 91 overall: Doorekamp was another three-star recruit who looks poised to completely outplay his ranking. We moved him into the starting lineup for last season’s tournament run and he gave us a consistent scoring punch as a 6’6 wing who can shoot. Doornekamp is our highest-rated three-point shooter (88 rating), and grades out as an A in finishing, a B in dunking, a B in handling, and an A- in passing. He also has A speed and A- quickness. He should be our focal point this year as Dave French’s replacement in the lineup. Native of Erie, PA and projected first round pick.

Spanky Fanning, redshirt senior, 93 overall: Fanning started for us last season before we replaced him in the lineup with Doornekamp for the tournament run. The 6’6 wing has always been a shaky three-point shooter, but has worked to improve to a 75 rating in that area. He has a lot of great ‘glue guy’ style attributes: he grades out as an A- passer and ball handler, an A in on-ball defense, A- in strength and quickness, and solid awareness on both ends. Will he be able to hit enough shots to take us on a long tournament run? Former No. Former No. 92 overall recruit out of Davis, CA.

PF Ernesto Mack, redshirt junior, 88 overall: Mack is a super strong 6’8 power forward who can defend the rim and score inside. He has a 92 rating in shot blocking and a 90 rating in strength as he enters the starting lineup for the first time as a junior. He’s great on the block on either end of the floor, and is only average as a rebounder, but we find his A- passing and ball handling grades to be intriguing. Former No. 108 overall recruit and No. 8 power forward out of Columbus, Ohio.

Vinnie Harmon, redshirt senior, 93 overall: Harmon averaged 19 points per game last year as a first-time starter, and should be poised to take on an even greater offensive load as a senior. His scoring package is basically unstoppable: he grades out as an A- in finishing and midrange shooting, a B+ in three pointing, and an A+ in offensive rebounding. An explosive vertical athlete, Harmon has an ultra aggressive offensive mentality, kills it on the glass, and projects as about average as a defender. Former No. 122 overall recruit and No. 8 center out of Cincinnati.

Our bench will be made up of four redshirt sophomores: SF D.J. Stapleton (84 overall), C Stevie Strong (85 overall), SG Rob Borchardt (83 overall), and PF Kendric Morales (82 overall). Stapleton is another glue guy-style wing who struggles to shoot, Borchardt looks like a potentially really good 3-and-D wing, Morales is a natural center who can shoot, and Strong looks like a solid all-around big.

We also have four true freshmen from the No. 5 recruiting class in America. Each player will redshirt. They are:

PG Arvydas Hardy, 79 overall, C- potential: 6’3 point guard from Mesa, AZ was rated as the No. 12 overall prospect and No. 6 point guard. He’s our second highest-rated recruit ever, and the fourth highest-rated true freshman we’ve ever had.

SF Reece Mascoll, 80 overall, C potential: 6’8 small forward from Riverside, CA looks great but he’s only rated as a 70 in three-point shooting which is a little disappointing. No. 40 overall recruit, No. 4 at his position. He’s tied for the second-highest rated true freshman we’ve ever had.

PF Al Reece, 75 overall, C- potential: 6’11 power forward from Glendale, AZ was rated No. 138 overall, No. 19 at his position.

C Felipe Hopes, 74 overall, B+ potential: 6’11 center from Federal Way, WA was rated No. 139 overall and No. 8 at his position.

Recruiting

We have two available scholarships and want a high-impact shooting guard to pair with last year’s class. We decide to offer the following players:

6’2 PG Cecil Wilkins, No. 9 overall player and No. 4 at his position, out of Cincinnati

6’6 SG Jerald Elliott, No. 35 overall player and No. 9 at his position, out of Sacramento

Wilkins would be our highest-rated recruit ever if we can land him. Elliott looks like he has an ideal mix of size and shooting for an off-guard. There are some solid backup options if we miss out, but it seems worth it to swing for the fences in this situation.

We have high expectations as the No. 13 in the preseason polls. Let’s do this.

Regular season

Here’s what our non-conference schedule looked like:

@ Michigan, Great Alaskan Shootout, vs. St. John’s, @ Ole Miss, @ Florida, @ Stanford, vs. South Florida, @ San Francisco, Gossner Foods Holiday Class, vs. Illinois State.

Who did we do? Well ....

WE BEAT EVERYONE*

*except

Ole Miss.

Yeah, the team that knocked us out in the Final Four last year beat us again to ruin our perfect start. If we draw them again in the tournament I’m probably going to freak out a little bit.

You will notice that Harmon went ham scoring the ball in the loss to Ole Miss. That was also a theme of the non-con slate. Dude was going off for 30+ points every week. He wasn’t just our most consistent scorer by a mile, he dragged us to victories offensively every night. It felt like that man had 20 points by the time he tied his shoes.

We got up to as high as No. 2 in the polls during our non-conference run, and hovered within the top 10 even after it. Now we had to lock down our tourney bid during conference season.

Can we run the table in Summit League play?

Yes we can. We run the table 18-0 in the regular season and then sweep through the Summit League tournament to lock down the automatic bid.

We’re entering the tournament at 33-1 overall.

In terms of how the conference games went, our win over Southern Utah paints a pretty good picture:

Fifty two damn points. Vinnie Harmon dropped 52. Yes, that’s a program record. No, that wasn’t the only time he broke 40 — he also did it on several other occasions. I can’t remember another player who put up big scoring numbers as consistently as he did.

The end of season stats confirm what I suspected: this is the greatest scoring season in Western Illinois history:

Harmon averaged 27.5 points per game — just amazing. That’s the greatest scoring season I’ve ever seen from a ‘Neck. He finished third in the NCAA in points per game only because of some weird glitch that had two players with overall ratings in the 50s averaging close to 40 per game.

I noticed that Harmon has more than 2,200 points for his career. That’s a program record too, surprising the great Roberto ‘Jorts’ Djordjevic who played for us many years ago. He’s only going to add to that total during our tournament run.

Harmon basically took 3x as many shots as everyone else on the team, but shout-out to Doornekamp for still averaging double-figures and hitting 50 percent of his threes. We’re going to need him as much as Harmon for this tournament run.

We’re 33-1! What kind of seed are we going to get??

2040 NCAA tournament

We’re given a No. 3 seed in the NCAA tournament. I thought we had a case for a No. 1 or No. 2 seed, but we’ll take it. That’s our highest seed in many years.

Our opponent in the first round is No. 14 seed Hartford. Hartford is rated as a 77 overall. We’re rated as a 100 overall.

Here’s a look at our roster heading into the tournament:

It’s a roster that’s almost perfect. We have a dominant center in Harmon, a sweet-shooting two guard in Doornekamp, a 6’8 point guard in Pompey. I’m just worried Spanky Fanning, who is tied for our highest-rated player, won’t give us enough three-point shooting to ensure a long run. Having a knockdown shooter at the small forward position has been so critical during some of our earlier runs that I decide to make a change: sophomore Rob Borchardt, who projects as a straight 3-and-D guy, is moving into the starting lineup. Spanky will lead the bench.

Does it feel weird to bench your highest rated player on a team that’s 33-1? Well, yeah. But let’s see how it goes.

Hartford looks completely overmatched in this game. This better be an easy dub:

Win, 100-65. We’re onto the round of 32.

Hartford played valiantly in the first half, and we only led by four points at halftime. Fortunately, we blew the game open coming out of the break and went on to a blowout victory.

The Doornekamp-Harmon inside/outside combo was doing work. Scotty D. went 4-of-7 from three-point range and finished with 25 points. Harmon popped off for 23 points and 14 rebounds on 9-of-20 shooting. Randolph Pompey, our 6’8 point guard, just missed a double-double with eight points and 10 assists. I’m already giving him a Tyrese Haliburton comp.

As for replacing Spanky with Borchardt in the lineup .... we just didn’t look right in the first half. I’m starting to regret that move.

The win sets up a game with No. 6 seed Texas A&M in the round of 32

We draw the Aggies in the second round. They’re significantly better than Hartford, of course, but we’ll still have a noticeable talent advantage against them.

Before the game begins, we’re making a change to the starting lineup: Fanning is back, Borch is going to the bench. I think that was a galaxy brain substitution by coach in his old age. We looked better with Fanning on the floor against Hartford, so we’re hoping that continues.

Sweet 16 on the line. Let’s go!

Win, 96-77! For once, we didn’t have to rely on being a second half team. We crushed them right out of the gates.

This was just a really complete performance from our guys. Everyone contributed. All five starters finished in double-figures, led by another double-double from Vinnie Harmon (19 points, 13 rebounds). Doornekamp was able to hit shots and get to the line, while Pompey (13 points, seven assists, three steals) played another heady two-way game at point guard.

I also thought Fanning played a great all-around game, and really looks like the connective tissue of this team. He finished with 13 points, five assists, three rebounds, and two steals on 4-of-8 shooting.

Great team win. Let’s keep it rolling.

The win sets up a game vs. No. 2 seed Pepperdine in the Sweet 16

Pepperdine has built a great program in this sim and have been consistently getting top seeds in the tournament. They are basically what Gonzaga is IRL.

This will be our biggest challenge of the tournament so far. Can we punch our ticket to the Elite Eight? Let’s go!

Win, 103-95! It started to get a little scary in the second half, but we held on for the win.

The starters really carried us in this one. Harmon was amazing again in what was probably his best game of the tournament so far: 24 points, 13 rebonds, six assists, and five blocks on 10-of-16 shooting. He’s already the program’s all-time leading scorer and keeps adding to his reputation. If he carries us to a championship, does he have a GOAT case?

Harmon also did this in the game and I can’t stop thinking about it:

Absolute legend.

I love our backcourt so much, too. Randy P. popped off for 20 points and 13 assists with two steals and two blocks. Felt like one of the best point guard performances we’ve ever had. Doornekamp is just the picture of consistency. He finished with 21 points on 7-of-12 shooting.

Another great game for Spanky (15 points, four assists), and Ernesto Mack played well too. How about eight points and a couple of threes from D.J. Stapleton off the bench!?! I’m loving the way we’re coming together right now.

The win sets up a game with No. 4 seed West Virginia in the Elite Eight

The Mountaineers are loaded. They enter the game as a 98 overall. We’re a 100 overall.

West Virginia has a pretty sick roster. They are led by a pair of senior guards rated in the 90s, but it’s their front court that has us shook. WVU has a 7-foot power forward, a 7’1 center, and another 6’11 big man off the bench. Typically we have a huge size advantage in the front court, but that won’t be the case in this one.

I’m nervous. Final Four on the line. One time, ‘Neck Nation. One time. Let’s go!

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Win, 126-79! Holy hell, we dominated that game. It was such a blow out that we decided to sim to end in the second half.

Just look at our shooting numbers as a team: We hit 44-of-70 shots from the field (63 percent) and 17-of-23 shots from three-point range (74 percent). Did I mention we went 21-of-22 from the line, as well? We really couldn’t miss.

Everyone was so good that it feels foolish to call out individual performances, but let’s do a few shout-outs. RANDY. Our 6’8 lead guard went off for his second straight double-double with 15 points and 10 assists. He’s so good. Scotty D. hung 22 points on an absolutely effortless 5-of-6 shooting from three.

The two hooked up for this alley-oop early in the game:

Harmon couldn’t make a layup, but did go 11-for-11 from the foul line. All four members of our bench kicked ass too, with each of them finishing in double-figures in scoring.

That was such a killer performance. We’re onto the Final Four!

The win sets up a game with Baylor in the Final Four

Baylor enters as a 98 overall. We’re a 100 overall.

We lost in the Final Four last year and we can’t fathom getting so close only to fall short yet again. Baylor was a team we beat in the Sweet 16 last year, so I’m sure they have revenge on their mind.

We are so close to getting national title No. 8. Don’t stop now, boys. Let’s go!

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Win, 82-71! WE’RE IN THE NATIONAL TITLE GAME.

It wasn’t super pretty, but we got the job done. Scotty did it again. Doornekamp went off for 26 points on 11-of-19 shooting to carry us again offensively. We needed him in this one because Harmon had his first weak game of the tournament, finishing with only seven points but still adding 13 rebounds and three blocks.

Pompey and Fanning were great too. Randy went off for 15 points and six assists, while Spanky had 14 points and five assists on 7-of-9 shooting from the floor. Spanky is the king of the pump fake, apparently:

We could keep going, but why? We’re about to play for a national title. Let’s get it.

The win sets up a game with Louisville in the national championship

It’s been five years since we last won a national title. That’s a long time for this program.

If we want to catch John Wooden’s 10 national championships before the series ends after Year 40, we need to win this game to get No. 8 for us. We’re playing for all the ‘Necks who fell just short before us.

Only Louisville is standing between us and a title. Let’s go!

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Win, 82-73! Western Illinois are national champs!

Say it with me: second half team! Louisville looked great in the first half, rattling our guards with a full court press to take a four-point lead going into halftime. I was nervous, but I should have known our guys are always better in the final 20 minutes.

Scott Doornekamp put a bow on an amazing tournament run by dropping 21 points even when he was cold from three-point range (1-of-6). Pompey had his third double-double of the tournament run with 16 points and 11 assists. He also had four steals and a block. Gosh, I love having a 6’8 point guard.

Louisville made a run late to make it interesting in the final minutes. It was a connection from Randy P. to Scotty D. that sealed the win for us.

We haven’t even talked about Harmon yet. Another monster stat line of 18 points, 22 rebounds, but he needed 24 field goal attempts to get there. While this wasn’t his best game, Harmon was obviously incredible throughout this run. He was already the program’s all-time leading scorer. Now he has a national championship for his GOAT argument, too.

Did I mention he was named tournament Most Outstanding Player? If the Macomb Daily says it, it must be true.

Harmon ends his career with 2,452 total points. I’d like to imagine a 40-something Roberto Djordjevic was in the stands to see the torch get passed.

National title No. 8! We’ll have seven seasons left before the series ends after Year 40. We need two more national titles to tie John Wooden, and three to surpass him. Harmon and Fanning are graduating, but everyone else could be back. Scotty is projected as a first rounder, so we’ll see what does. If he returns, we’ll be thinking about going back-to-back next year.

Holy cow, we just had a 39-1 season. Maybe our best ever??? Let’s raise the banner!

Please clap for my photo editing skills.

Now it’s time to move onto the offseason.

Offseason

National champions for the eighth time under Coach Rick: Western Illinois University. Feels good to write that again.

Harmon and Fanning both get drafted. Again: 2,452 career points for Harmon, a program record. Harmon somehow doesn’t get named an All-American. We’re never getting that coaching point. I’ve lost all respect sorry this is absolutely rigged for money ... Or ratings in not sure which. I won’t be silent .

DOORNEKAMP IS COMING BACK. One more year with Randy and Scotty. We are blessed.

I decline all job offers, replacement an assist, and we’re ready to roll into recruiting.

Recruiting

We have been recruiting for two scholarships all year. While we didn’t land anyone at the early signing period, we do have a player ready to commit on the first day of the spring signing period. Jerald Elliot, a 6’6 shooting guard out of Sacramento, is a ‘Neck.

I’m super excited about this one. Elliott is ranked as the No. 35 overall player in the class and the No. 9 player at his position. He averaged 14 points per game and hit 40.9 percent of his threes on the AAU circuit while also posting nice defensive stats. We needed a two-guard to go along with last year’s four-man class and we think Elliott is perfect for the job.

We lost out on Cecil Wilkins, the top-10 overall point guard prospect we offered, early in the season. We offered his scholarship to another shooting guard, Augustine Bruthelieus, as insurance in case we didn’t get Elliott. While we considered ditching our offer to Bruthelieus to search for a big man, he’s ready to commit and is the highest-rated player available.

Bruthelieus commits to Western Illinois a couple weeks later.

Bruthelieus is rated as the No. 42 overall player and No. 10 shooting guard. The San Diego native looks like he has some intriguing playmaking skills and may eventually end up getting moved to point guard.

I’m feeling good about this class! Now it’s time to make our schedule for next year:

Cyclone Challenge, @ Washington State, vs. Indiana, @ UConn, vs. Illinois, @ Michigan State, @ Colorado State, @ Purdue, vs. Ohio State, @ Arizona

Year 34

Here’s a first look at our roster for Year 34:

We start the year No. 4 in the polls.

Bruthelieus is rated as a 79 overall with C+ potential. Hell yeah. Elliott is a 76 overall with B- potential. Also very good. Both players will redshirt. We also have our sick freshman class from last year joining the rotation after redshirting. I’m super excited for them.

The next stream is tentatively scheduled for Sunday, March 8 at 8:30 p.m. on Twitch. Follow my channel for updates. Go ‘Necks.

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[triple84e]

Teardrop the Echidna Nicknames: Stoner, The Easy Echidna, Smoker, Pothead, one punch echidna Bounty: 250,000,000 rings Age: 16 Species: Echidna Gender: male Height: tall as Knuckles Weight: same as Knuckles Marital Status: Single DOB: October 1st Birth Place: Mobius Residence: Northern Tundra Occupation: musician Social Class: Average Economic Class: Average Alignment: Good Top Speed: unknown Basic Stats ( all stats cannot go over 40) Agility - 40 Speed - increased when use power Strength - increased when use power Defense - increased when use power Evasiveness - 40 Dexterity - 30 Intelligence - 30 Skill - 35 Special Attacks: 1: his punches and kicks is like being hit with a shotgun, usually sending his enemies flying, 2: Gatling Gun Rapid Punch: his punches are so fast, it like being hit by a gatling gun barrage of punches 3: Gatling Gun Rapid Kick: kicks so fast is like being hit by a gatling gun barrage of kicks 4: Bicycle Spinning Kick: bicycle kicks his enemies and spins like a drill, the attack used for strong opponents 5: Armored Ball: using shield skin and rolls like a metal ball 6: Armored Headbutt: like a missile he dives down and headbutts his enemies in armored mode, even he missed he caused a crater to send enemies flying 7: Ultra Uppercut: added shotgun power to his uppercut, usually send his enemies flying over the horizon 8: Lotus Strike: with the adding of speed, he hits his enemies in blur like speed starting from left dashing punch, follow by right, upper left, lower right, upper right, lower left, and finishes with a spinning front kick to the skull 9: Nightmare Kick: one of his 2 strongest attacks, he runs so fast it is like he is bending space around him and strikes with a jumping kick, so strong it is enough to even crush at least 2 sheets of diamonds or obliterate a mountain 10: Death Blow: his strongest punch is similar to the strength of his Nightmare Kick, it is said he can punch through a planet with one hit 11: Giant Punch he spins his arm quickly and sends a shockwave like force in shape of a giant semi truck sized fist at his enemies 12: Falling Heavenly Stomp he jumps high in the clouds and dives with a stomp so strong it creates a mile wide crater, it rumor that his stomp cause his enemy to get stomped on the other side of the planet 13: Two Gatling Gun Rapid Punch: same as Gatling Gun Rapid Punch but with two hands, doubling the attack 14: Heavenly Palm: he jumps high in the clouds and falls forward: using palm strikes so strong, it leaves a force of a giant palm with each palm strike, like a fly swatted by a big hand Abilities and Aptitude: his powers are called shotgun power, increases his strength, speed, senses, and defense shielded body but can only use two at a time, a shot of power is added to his leg strength for speed and jumping power, arm strength for punching and throwing power, shield which his body is shielded with armored skin, and his senses make him so acute it like he can predict where his enemy gonna strike at him, his jumping power so strong he can even jump in midair which is called sky walk or sky jump Hobbies andTalents: he is a rapper and hip-hop and hip-hop/rock is his life, he is a expert survivalist as well, he now grows from common to the rarest of plants as a botanist ((study of plants)) Weaknesses: he can uses his shotgun abilities two at a time so he is not invincible, also using his Nightmare Kick and Death Blow is a one shot strike and takes alot of shotgun power to use it Friends: unknown Rivals: none Enemies: Eggman, Dahak, Ministry, Scourge, Mephilies, Enerjack, Thrash, Dr. Finitevus, Lien-Da, Mammoth Mogul, Hooligans Known relatives: none Likes/Favorite activities: smoking, getting stoned, Dislikes/Least favorite activities: bullies, people waking him up, and bad guys of different types, Gourmet of choice: any kind Beverages of choice: green tea and alcohol drinks Favorite color(s): grey Personality: slow talking, lazy, easy minded, lay back, calm, chilled Physical Appearance: slight built Color: grey Skin Color (i.e. muzzle, arms): peach muzzle Eye Color: blue Hair/Quill Style: echidna Nose: echidna Ears: none Tail: echidna Other bodily features: black teardrop tattoo on the left side of his face Attire: black sneakers, grey loose pants, red shirt, black long-coat, Items & Weapons: none Vehicles: rides a red and black chopper motorcycle like hovercraft Themesong: Mr. Pookie - Smoke One Backstory: little is known about him but he was raised in the icy north of Thundra within Spirit's Village since he is was a orphan the Phoenix Sun Village Tribe took him in, when grown he was a G.U.N. agent for two years till he retired, now he lives in a hut, growing from common to the most rarest of plants ((Character mine art belongs to Aqua-The-Kitty at Deviantart.com))

[captainshyguy]

so uhhh...i finished ultra sun/moon’s main “story” and here are my Thoughts 

all im gonna say above the tline if you want a good gameplay game, both sun and moon and ultra sun and ultra moon works 

if you were looking of a game with genuine emotion/one where lillie and gladion get any further development and their characters dont feel tacked on and cheap...play sun and moon lmao

ok im gonna go good first bc unfortunately i have a lot of bad stuff to talk about and i mean i ALOT which is annoying since i spent 40 fucking pound on this game 

good

god the top screen graphics were really nice like it looked so much more vibrant and the water and grass looked BEAUTIFUL 

the ultra recon squad were great, especially when phyco wanted to throw down with lusamine like same binch 

poipole is SO CUTE AAAAAAAAA 

more ilima content?? THANKS GAMEFREAK AAAAAAAAA literally like??? you see him at the trainers school, then in hao’oli city, then again in hau’oli, then for his trial, then after hala’s and then he’s a part of mina’s??? and he shows up for the festival and he also has 2 sidequests where you get to talk to him and stuff??? and you get some backstory? NICE 

also seeing him with more than 2 pokemon was nice thanks 

like honestly when i asked for more ilima content i didn’t think i’d get it bjdgkdsgkdfs 

mina being more prominent was nice 

TOTEM RIBOMBEE THANK YOU FOR SHOWCASING THIS AMAZING POKE 

mantine surfing is cute 

as someone who only played moon and not sun, im glad i got to fight kiawe this time around! 

gong up to pokemon on the street and getting to like play peekaboo with them? incredible 

elite 4 molayne was pretty damn cool

the sheer amount of cool little sidequests was really fucking cool, i still haven’t done them all/found them all probably???? i like how they’re more extnsive than in sun and moon, like the letters, the dugtrio girl, the hypno thing with ilima

speaking of ‘THEY STOLE MY NUGGET’ BNKJDSGNDSKJGDSG

also that tiny sidequest on route 15/16 where there’s a sandygast and if you talk to the kid he’s all ‘look what i made!’ and then the sandygast turns round and its like ‘SAND!!! DEE!!! GAST!!! with like a zoom in on each pause JKSDGDSKGSDG 

hau really comes into his own in this game, honestly he and guzma are the only characters from sun and moon that actually get any significant character development, and i love hau a lot bc he’s super sweet so?? getting to see him more and see his motivations, and show how close you and him are was a delight, like it almost, almost saves the game for me like hau....thank u b without you i WOULD have thrown this game out the window

o yeah speaking of YOU HAVE TO BATTLE HAU FOR THE TITLE OF ALOLA’S CHAPMION AAAAAA now i’m kinda mixed abt this bc honestly i loved fighting kukui, which y’know, doesnt happen in this game (unless he’s gonna challenge you when you redo the elite 4) and it felt like more was at stake?? like the music was better and kukui was harder so???? idk it still gave me chills fighting hau tho 

the rotomdex was sweet overall, though i do have my problems 

the music that plays when necrozma comes out of the ultra wormhole was incredible, it took my breath away 

bad 

this game took away almost every ounce of charm and emotion that sun and moon had and i’m absolutely furious, i get this game was more about the gameplay, but emotional highlights in sun and moon just didn’t happen, lillie and gladion and nebby got COMPLETELY shafted, and everything that made sun and moon so great story wise was gone

what i mean by that is the main driving force behind sun and moon was lusamine being the evil fuck that she’s supposed to be, and gladion and lillie’s absolute defiance to that, growing, tearing away from their mother and becoming their own people!! it was amazing, inspiring, especially in lillie’s case, seeing her go from quiet and timid to defying her mother to her face, shouting and making her point!!! that didn’t happen here, like yeah they run away, but bc of what they did to lusamine’s character, it felt nowhere near as impactful, and i really didn’t feel for lillie and gladion at all?? or nebby???? 

they tried to keep some things the same, but with lusamine’s character suddenly being all over the place, like the whole ‘oh she has good intentions, but she thinks she knows the best for everyone and does stuff no matter if it’s what people want or not’ but then they kept juxtaposing this, she calls lillie and gladion wretches, then she calls nebby gallant for loving lillie, she still has pokemon frozen in her fucknig hidden room, yet hau calls her a good person like???? what???? it doesnt work?? her characterisation was all over the place, and having her be good and stay at the end pissed me off SOOOOOO MUCH because like....i don’t like lusamine in sun and moon, she’s an evil fuck who was awful to her kids, but what she did made me adore lillie and gladion, and lusamine was a good character, not from a moral standpoint, but from a written standpoint, she was written so well and SOOO EVILLY and they just took that away, and it made none of lillie and gladion’s stuff make any sense??? which really pissed me off bcsun and moon was such a story driven game, it wasnt really about the protagonist, it was about lillie and nebby and their journey!

speaking of, watching lillie get forced down to a side character in this game was the worst, she doesnt go with you to exeggutor island and have tat amazing speech, she doesnt go through the ultra wormhole with you she’s just...there...and her changing into her z powered form in this game felt so forced bc like...what has she been through really, like she run away with nebby yeah, then her mum was like?? being kinda reasonable then not, and oh she went in the wormhole???? that whole aether scene felt so underwhelming, the music didn’t even change when nebby was getting hurt, unlike the other one, with lusamine’s characterisation being all over the place, it made lillie and gladion’s “arcs” in this game seem so weak and cheap 

oh yeah speaking of the aether scene what the FUCK was up with gladion like ‘oh take me with you null was made to be a beast killer!’ are you TELLING ME that after gladion says cosmog will bring disaster and they have to save it he’d REALLY try to go with, which obvious would fucking HURT NEBBY??? WEAK GAME FREAK WEAK 

can’t you tell they REALLY forgot to add anything on type null/silvally it was just...there 

gladion just randomly leaving at the end was fucking insulting, it was insulting because you can TELL they tried to add a tiny bit of emotion by paralleling lillie leaving in sun and moon but??? it doesnt work??? gladion barely has any development in this game/a big amazing arc like lillie did, you arent there to see him off, so it just genuinely feels insulting, especially since gladion actually had no reason to fucking leave lmao 

lusamine’s not obsessed with nihilego anymore?? TERRIBLE that was like her defining fucking trait??? 

also like...what was the point of nihilego coming through the wormhole at paradise, that scene has no fucking relevance/the same impact/foreshadowing or anything, it was literally just to be like ‘oh yeah that’s an ultra beast’ that was IT

now like what they COULD have done was have lusamine obsessed with NECROZMA this time around, she wants it so she can take away alola’s light, so she can catch it and use it WHY WASNT THAT THE STORY, AND SHE COULD STILL BE AWFUL AND EVIL AND CRAZY AND IT COULD MAKE LILLIE AND GLADION’S DEFIANCE ACTUALLY FUCKING MEAN SOMETHING, AND NEBBY GETTING ABSORBED BY NECROZMA HAVE SO MUCH MORE SIGNIFICANCE, IT WOULD PARALLEL THE CONTROLLING/ABUSIVE WAY LUSAMINE ACTS TOWARDS HER CHILDREN and they had SUCH A GOOD OPPORTUNITY HERE THAT THEY MISSED 

there wasn't that amazing set of credits with the photos of all the characters you’ve grown to adore in this??? and that picture that rotom snaps of you in sun and moon you dont even fucking see it in this, despite rotom still taking it?? fuck this 

my 5 FAVOURITE QUOTES WERE TAKEN AWAY ALL OF MY FUCKING FAVOURITES rotom calling ilima a dreamboat, that bit where lillie says ‘ Whenever I feel like there's nothing I can do, you seem to show up and...you do something. Every time, you've shown me that it's possible... to do something.’ that AMAZING bit where she goes off at her mum like ‘Children... Children are not just THINGS that belong to their parents! Pokémon are not just THINGS that a Trainer can do whatever they want to! I am alive! Cosmog is alive! We are not things for you to collect!, that bit right at the end where she's narrating the credits  ‘ Everyone's smiles shine so brightly. Those smiles led us to so many other people. And those meetings will lead us to a bright future. I'm so glad I got to meet everyone. I'm so glad I got to meet you.’  and the last one is Plumeria’s incredible line which really made me like her when she was like ‘no one can make up for what they've done if they're gone’ ever SINGLE ONE OF THESE WAS GONE basically they took lillie’s best lines, and they took plumeria and rotoms best lines

despite everything, we didn’t... actually learn where necrozma, solgaleo and lunala actually...come from/their origins like??? we’ve learnt there’s multiple lunala and solgaleo, seemingly only one necrozma, but like?? are they ultra beasts or not?? why dont beast balls work then lmao??? 

i’m sorry i love lillie but....i’d 100% rather have this amazing strong incredible lillie in sun and moon leave and make my heart wrench and make me cry bc it was so emotional and beautiful, than have this usum lillie stay around, this one who hasnt been through everything, who hasn’t had this amazing beautiful arc, who just randomly gave me nebby, with the whole catching nebby scene completely tacked on with none of the emotional impact that the sun and moon catching nebby scene had, who was reduced to such a side character that i cant possibly feel the same emotion for her

i just...i know pokemon games have always been about gameplay, and sun and moon was an exception but,....sun and moon was the first mainstream pokemon game i’ve ever played, and it blew me away, it was breathtaking, incredible, it was the best fucknig game i’ve ever played, it has the best fucking story i’ve ever had the honor of playing, it was complex, deeply emotional, and still so so wholesome, despite all the awful stuff that happens, it was beautiful, heartwarming, heartbreaking, i loved it and it will forever have a place in my heart, so playing this...and watching the characters i love being forced aside, with everything i love about them being gone was the most disappointing thing i’ve ever had to witness and it’s made me furious to the point where i barely even want to play through the post game rainbow rocket shit (if hau comes along then i will, if it’s just lillie and guzma, then....i dont know) because what’s the fucking point honestly 

[hideyoshineki]

friend ball, love ball, Premier Ball, Timer Ball, Luxury Ball, Cherish Ball!!

Thank you so much Alyssa I love talking about Pokemon!!!

Ultimate Pokemon Questionairre!

Friend Ball: Favouriterival/companion

Omg at first I was like “this is an easy question of courseI have a favourite!” but now I’m like wait shit because there are so many ILOVE!!!! Blue is a favourite of mine, Silver has such a good character arc,Barry was my first rival so I have a soft spot for him, Hau is MY SON, I love Gladion(he’s a rival yeah?) and making myself angsty by thinking about how he escapedand built trust with Type: Null, and does N count as a rival because holy shithe’s like one of my absolute favourite pokemon characters EVER?!

Hmmmm I’m actually going to answer this with N because Ilove him so much. He’s really a good person at heart! He cares so much aboutPokemon especially since they were his closest and only friends and he has the ability to communicate withthem? He only really had Pokemon all throughout his rough times with hisshithead of an adoptive father and he truly believed that he was out toliberate Pokemon from being used as tools he really thought he was fighting forthe right cause?? Only for it to all come crashing down once he found out hewas being absolutely manipulated and used by Ghetsis and then Ghetsis treatshim like a freak and oh god N didn’t deserve that? And N felt like he and theB/W protag have a special connection and honestly they did like I love how theplot involved the protag with one legendary and N having the other that was sogood?? And then in the sequel N saves the B2/W2 protag and you find out he issearching for the B/W protag and he’s just *clutches heart* I love him so so somuch he’s such a good character!

Love Ball: FavouritePokemon

Weavile is my current favourite! Closely followed by Luxray,and then Hydreigon!

Weavile is just… so cool…. Its design, its KICKASS speed andphysical attack. Awesome (yes defensively weak but AWESOME) typing and ahhhhhit’s so cool!!!

Luxray and Hydreigon are also super super cool like Luxrayis so beautiful and amazing and strong like it’s an electric lion with x-rayvision that is amazing??? And Hydreigon is like, a combination of my twofavourite Pokemon types AND is a three headed dragon AND it’s a pseudo-legendaryAND it’s a strong special attacker!!!!

Premier Ball: Favouriteshiny Pokemon

I had to actually go here to know for sure, but it’s Luxray! It’s a black and gold lion that’s so cool! OnceI get the shiny charm in Sun I’m gonna Masuda method breed for one! My nextfavourite shinies are Tapu Lele (all the Tapus actually the black looks socool), Clampearl, Cresselia, Rimombee and Whimsicott!

Out of the shiny Pokemon I actually have myself though, it’seither Lilligant (I got it on the GTS in Pokemon Black and based off her allover the place stats/level/moves and the Pokeball she was caught in, I’m prettysure she’s legit) or the Sneasel line (I went looking for another shiny Sneaselbecause I transferred my first one to Sun before I tutored it moves it needed. Sonow I can have both a shiny Sneasel and a shiny Weavile!)

Timer Ball: Pokemonthat’s taken you the longest to catch

I have this horrible memory of throwing over 40 Ultra Ballsto catch a Metang in Black and White even though it was on red hp HONESTLY whoseidea was it to give the Beldum line the hardest catch rate the same catch rateas legendaries?????

Also when I replayed D/P/P, I vowed to catch Mesprit without using the Master Ball this time,which resulted in me spending so long looking for Mesprit, putting it to sleepwith my Gengar and getting its HP down, and of course that took a long timebecause as soon as Mesprit wakes up it flees and you have to look for it again.Once I finally got it into red hp I would turn my DS time to the middle of thenight so I could use dusk balls, and then I would encounter it, put it tosleep, spend a couple of turns throwing dusk balls, look for it again once thatfails and it wakes up and flees…. I did it eventually!

Luxury Ball: If Pokemonwere real, would you travel alone or with friends?

Ohhhhh at first I’m like YES with friends! but then I’mthinking what if my friends and I want different things and/or travel at adifferent pace so maybe we might be better off keeping in touch and catching upoften but maybe each accomplishing our goal individually? Plus, it’s not like I’dbe alone since I’d definitely keep a Pokemon out of its pokeball to walk withme!

Cherish Ball: BestPokemon memory

Ooooooohhh this is tricky. I can think of many occasionswhere I’d have amazing and super lucky wins against friends in battles (like thattime my Vivillon swept my best friend’s entire team that was hilarious! To befair, my Vivillon had used Quiver Dance), and so much of primary school like,years 3 to 6 was spent playing with other friends who loved Pokemon like we’dcollect and trade the cards (even when they were banned from school) and when Iwas like 9 or 10 my friends and I had a little “club” where we looked forthings to “prove” Pokemon were real, and when I was 11/12 I had a small groupof friends (actually we were a tight trio for quite a while and then morepeople joined later) where we would play out pretend Pokemon battles duringrecess and lunch. Heck even when I got to high school, it was thanks to Pokemonthat me and my now best friend became friends in the first place! (I made areference to Pokemon and she was like “…Where is that from?” and I was like “oh…Pokemon….”and she was like “WAIT you like Pokemon too?!” and that was how our firstconversation together began). Also there are the Mystery Dungeon games which Iam still so emotionally attached to because of the impact they had on me as achild and even now. Pokemon is such a key part of my childhood and my lifehonestly I love it so much bless its very existence!