#one show no encores my butt

[geekynightowl1997]

"I'm glad you found a family." -Amiee

"W-what... those guys?" -Eliot sputtering

Yes, Eliot. Those guys. The very same guys who you couldn't walk away from. The same guys who get on your nerves- but for some reason you protect. Those guys who have you wrapped around their fingers. Who remind you that your smarter than you think.

Those guys as in;

Nate who needs protecting from himself.

Sophie who needs protecting from her past.

Hardison who needs protecting from his mind.

Parker who needs protecting from the monsters she's lived through but are still around.

You, Eliot- you big teddy bear- decided they were worth it. So you stayed for them. You sir, stayed because they needed you.

Those guys are your family.

[wakeup01]

becoming a male ballet dancer to check out all the women

Magical Turnabout

You didn’t think much would come of your constant teasing of the ballet club; the deriding remarks helping to inflate your frail sense of manhood. Arrogantly putting on a big show with your latest ‘female conquest’ whenever you passed by. After all, what were a bunch of girly losers gonna do about it. Nothing.

That was before they dared you to try on the iridescent lycra tights for yourself, feeling the taut, body conforming fabric hug your rear, bunching up between your butt cheeks. It made you feel incredibly self conscious, but even you couldn’t deny the appeal. The way the stretchy material clinged to your skin was…magical. Appearing to have smoothed down your blocky physique that you were oh so proud of.

That was moderately alarming, but defiantly tugging on the material only made things worse, causing the friction to rub along your shockingly sensitive legs and constrict against your cock. The sensation compels you to stand on your tip toes and run your fingers up your chest and above your head. The rest of the ballet club watch with satisfaction as your barely noteworthy resistance flitters away.

Mmmff. There was something about the pr—pretty silvery tights, it seemed to make your increasingly lithe body more flexible, disciplined. It was as if you had more refined control over your movements. You gracefully bend around, turning to see how it accentuates your figure, your huge butt jutting out on display. Leaving nothing to the imagination. It was like being naked, every captivating curve highlighted on your slimming frame. A tiny moan slips through your lips at the sight of your own feminine features.

How could something that felt this good be for ‘weak pansies’? You’re still all man, where it counts anyway. Chicks really dig men in touch with their femininity. At least, that’s what you thought.

But when you see the clear bulge outlined on the fellow dancer behind you, well, maybe you were too in touch. Especially when you delicately push back into him, rubbing his stiff crotch into your ass. He guides your movements, holding your hips as he slowly gyrates against you. It was hard for you to admit, but you really wanted that thing deep inside of you. You sigh loudly, your voice higher and softer than you ever remember it being.

So yes, cutie, you’ll definitely find yourself getting along better with girls - or ‘gurls’, but not for the reasons you might have wanted.

Your sexy ballet partner taps your hungry bubble butt and spins you counterclockwise. Seductively, he whispers ‘if you put on a stunning display, I’ll show you what my little ‘dancer’ can do to your tight virgin hole’.

Expertly, you pirouette on the spot, the moves coming like second nature as you lift your leg high and hold it in place. A rush of serotonin fills your head and flushes away that inelegant, smelly man-thing you once were, confirming you are right where you should be. Blushing while your firm buttocks visibly twitch at the thought of your ‘encore performance’.

The ballet club was more than happy to gain a girlishly giddy new member. Especially one so…willing to fulfill extra curricular activities.

[formulauno98]

A Birthday to Remember - Part Two - Toto Wolff x Reader

Originally written as an OC, inspired by an amazing request from @latte-luxe, I have rewritten this to a Reader POV, no descriptions and no use of your name. The only brief description is of a butt (you can probably guess why).

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Caution may contain spice. 🌶️🌶️🌶️

Author’s Notes: Disclaimer, purely fiction, no-one is married in this alt-universe.

Waking up, you rubbed the sleep from your eyes. Last night had taken an interesting turn and you couldn’t quite believe how it had panned out. As you came to and reached out to find your companion you were disappointed to find the other side of the bed cold and empty. A rush of emotions hit you as you came to the realisation that last night was only ever going to be a one-off. Of course, the tall dark and handsome billionaire was not going to settle for a tourist.

Bittersweet you eased up out of bed, your body aching from last night’s activities. Glancing around, the room was a mess so you set about tidying before reuniting with your friends who had so graciously vacated for the evening. Picking up your clothes that were strewn around the room you then heard water running from the bathroom. Somebody was in the shower.

A glimmer of hope flashed, maybe it wasn’t such a one-time thing after all. Hoping it was Toto and not one of your friends you held your breath and knocked on the door gently.

“Coming!” called out a deep, most definitely male voice. It was Toto and you broke into a grin. Appeased that Toto had not fled, you wrapped herself in a fluffy white dressing gown and made your way out onto the sun-soaked balcony. As you leant on the balcony and enjoyed the view, you could hear the shower turning off and footsteps approaching.

“Good morning, birthday girl.” murmured a husky, heavily accented voice from behind you. Before you even had the chance to turn around, a pair of muscular arms swooped around from behind before coming to rest on your hips, gently squeezing your curves.

“Good morning to you too,” you said, turning around and leaning up to kiss the tall towel-clad Austrian, resting your hand on his bare chest as he pressed himself tightly against you. 

“I hope you don’t mind, I took a shower.” his voice rumbled.

“Oh not at all, how was it?” you said, giddy with happiness. 

“Good, I needed it, I was a little sore from last night,” Toto said, blushing.

“You and me both,” you said, your thighs still burning.

Toto grinned down at you, obviously smug that he’d worn you out before he suddenly turned his head sharply. Dropping his voice, he leant down “Are your friends in the room next door?”

Curious why he would suddenly ask that you quirked an eyebrow before nodding, “Yes, why?”

Pressing a long finger to his lips, Toto tilted his head to the left, to the wall that separated your balcony from the room next door. “They’re out there, I can hear them giggling.”

Catching on, you smirked, if your friends were eavesdropping you decided it was time to put on a show.

“Well Toto, maybe it’s time for an encore, right on his balcony?”

Toto looked a little taken aback before he swiftly realised your game. Playing along, he stretched his arms around you,  pushing his hips into yours, already half-hard at the slightest suggestion.

“Hmm what did you have in mind?” he said, a dark look in his eyes.

“Take me right here, right now,” you said, extra loudly.

At that, the giggling from the balcony next door erupted into full-on laughter, followed by hushed “Oh my God, get inside!!” and chairs scraping.

“It’s okay ladies, we’re just messing with you!” you called out, Toto laughing.

“What you do on your balcony is none of our business,” called out Olivia, “And Happy Birthday!”

“Happy Birthday!” called two more voices in unison.

“Thank you, girls,” you said, laughing as you pulled Toto in by the waist, guiding him back inside your room, “I’ll be with you shortly.”

“It’s your birthday, you should be with your friends,” said Toto, looking torn.

“I’m sure they’ll survive for ten more minutes without me,” you replied, stretching up to kiss Toto once more.

“Ten minutes?” Toto quirked an eyebrow, “I can do better than that.”

“Well show me then,” you said, yelping as Toto picked you up in his arms and threw you backwards onto the bed, leaning down to press you into the mattress with his hips.

“I intend to,” he said, before silencing you with his lips. Desperately trying to wrap your arms around his broad back, you met his kiss with equal enthusiasm, passionately embracing the man you had only ever seen on television not twelve hours ago.

“I’m already wet, just fuck me, Toto,” you said breathily.

Dipping a hand down to test, Toto smiled as he found you to be telling the truth, “Mmm, but there’s no rush, let’s take our time.”

Continuing to grind his hips into yours, he was driving you crazy with need. “C’mon, you’re such a tease.”

“I know,” he said, before leaning up, bringing you up with him and flipping you over so you were now face down on the bed. Lifting your hips flush to his, you could feel him ghosting over the spot where you needed him the most, his hands grabbing enthusiastically at your breasts before reaching for a condom to slip on.

“Are you going to make me beg for it?” you asked, turning around with a pout.

“No, I’m not that cruel, and besides, it’s your birthday,” he said before roughly thrusting in, all in one hit, making you gasp with sudden pleasure.

“Mmm,” was all you managed to say as Toto began to loosely thrust, one of his hands dropping to rub circles on your clit.

“You like that?” he asked, slowing down, teasing once more.

“Yes but faster,” you gasped.

SIlently obliging, Toto began to speed up, setting a faster but still sensual pace, making you moan as you pushed your hips back to meet his.

“I have to say, you have the most fantastic ass I’ve ever seen,” said Toto, suddenly squeezing you roughly.

Still speechless, you turned your head once again, meeting him with a smile, “I might have heard it a couple of times last night.”

Groaning, Toto doubled down on his thrusts, starting to feel you fluttering around him, on the brink. “Fuck Toto, I’m coming,” you said, collapsing face down onto the messed up sheets, Toto just behind you as he throbbed, thrusting and moaning a few more times before he too reached ecstasy.

Pulling out, he flipped onto his side, pulling you close into his chest.

“Happy Birthday,” he said, pressing a kiss to your temple.

The two of you lay there in bliss, in comfortable silence, for what felt like a lifetime before Toto finally broke the silence, clutching you tightly to his chest. “What are your plans for the rest of the day?”

Snuggling in closer, not wanting to get up, you replied, “We’re going to head to the beach club at Larvotto and then out for dinner at Elsa, some fancy restaurant, and then out for the night at Jimmyz. How about you?”

“You’re really going for it. I know Elsa, I know the owner, it’s good. Jimmyz is an experience…” he said grinning, “I’m not doing anything nearly as exciting.”

Tempted to invite him along, you forced yourself to be rational. This would be a one-off and as you kept repeating to yourself, chicks before dicks. You paused, choosing your words carefully, “Well you only have so many big birthdays.”

“I suppose that’s true.” Toto said with a smile, “And when do you leave again?”

“Tomorrow.” you said with a sad smile, “It was just a weekend trip and my friends need to be back by Sunday evening. It’s a little annoying as I took Monday off work.”

“What time is your flight?” Toto asked.

Not sure where this was going, you replied, “Midday, but I’ll need to leave here around nine or ten to get to the airport.”

You could see Toto’s mind whirring into action, “Are there any later flights?”

“Maybe, why do you ask?”

“Well, why don’t you stay longer?” he said.

You laughed, “Toto, I’m not like you, two nights at this hotel has wiped my entire vacation budget for the year.”

“Hmm, well if that’s the only issue, I can help.” he said smiling, “And if it costs extra to change your flight, I can cover that?”

“I’m not taking your money oh my gosh!” you said, flattered by his offer but not wanting to take advantage.

“Well, then, if this is too forward forgive me…” started Toto.

“Toto, we are lying here naked in bed, forward went out of the window about fourteen hours ago,” you said laughing.

“If you wanted, you could stay at my place? No expectations, I have two guest rooms. I know you would still need to change your flight but you’d get almost two extra days here? I could take you out on Sunday and show you the hidden beaches.”

Surprised by his offer, your mouth fell open. This was not where you thought your weekend trip would go. “Well, that would be amazing, are you sure? I will need to discuss it with my friends but yes I would love to!”

Smiling and dipping his head into the crevice of your shoulder, Toto replied, “Then it’s settled.”

“If the girls are cool with it,” you said firmly.

“Yes, if the girls are cool with it,” repeated Toto, his eyes hopeful.

---

Later that afternoon you found yourself lying on a sunlounger at La Note Bleue, a chilled-out beach club in Larvotto, your friends either side of you as you discussed Toto’s offer.

“It’s up to you, it’s your life.” said Olivia pragmatically, “But I think he might be after one thing.”

“I agree.” said Laura, “You barely know this guy and he’s asked you to stay at his house. That’s kind of weird no? How many other girls has he done this with? It’s a bit too slick. Sending the drinks, staying over.”

“I don’t know, I think it’s romantic.” said Becca, ever the optimist, “If he was after one thing he would have left this morning before you woke up.”

You pondered both sides, “I know what you mean, it’s all a little forward. He did offer to extend my hotel stay though.”

“It’s giving Pretty Woman,” said Laura.

Laughing you replied, “I did say no way!”

“Hmm but doesn’t that prove that he wasn’t just inviting you to his house straight off the bat?” countered Becca.

“True.” you agreed, “I guess at least with him being semi in the public eye means he can’t be a creepy murderer.”

“Hmm, tell that to OJ Simpson’s ex,” said Olivia, in a more serious tone.

“I don’t think he’s on that level Olivia,” said Laura, “But he could still be a playboy, he could do this every weekend for all we know.”

“Well, we know that most weekends he’s at a racetrack so maybe only on the weekends off,” you countered.

“A woman in every city, it’s the perfect life for a womaniser,” said Laura. 

“Hmm you guys do not seem convinced,” you said.

“It’s not that we don’t want you to have fun, we just don’t want you to get hurt,” said Olivia.

“I appreciate that, maybe I could just change my flight to the evening and see him in the day, no more sex.”

“That’s not a bad idea actually,” said Olivia, “Then you can determine his intentions.”

“You could also stay at his and not have sex,” suggested Laura.

“Have you seen the guy?” said Becca, “He’s hot, that’s not happening.”

“Ooh, Becca.” Olivia’s eyes widened, turning to you “Watch out, you have competition!”

“Maybe I will if you don’t” said Becca laughing, “Joking aside, think about how narrow the chances were that we’d be here for your birthday weekend and you’d run into someone you know from the TV, who then sends drinks over because he fancies you, spend the night with you and then ask if you want to stay with him for two extra days. It’s like some romance novel.”

“You have a valid point.” said Laura, “It seems the stars aligned on this one.”

You smiled, “Do you know what, maybe I will stay the extra night, and like you said, I don’t have to sleep with him. He also said that he has a guest room so I’m sure I can stay there if it’s awkward.”

The girls squealed with excitement, “Then it’s settled. You’re staying here for two extra days with your billionaire loverboy.”

[berrymoos]

MY BABY MY BAAABYYYY .... YOURE MY BAAABY SAAAAAY IT TO MEEEEEE .... im on s13 of ninjago & he has not left my mind since s1 oughshdjshdj he's so baby

𓂃 ．．🍪🐻🧡🏵🧃

🎂 — regressor cole headcanons!

the rock of the group deserves to have some small time sometimes. what more can i say? rocks can crack too, specially ninja rocks (。-`ω-)ｰ

stress regressor, 100%. he rushes to be the responsible one of the team whenever something goes wrong, worries himself sick over mistakes, pushes himself to make up for them no matter what bc if he doesn't something could go wrong again and someone could get hurt and then his friends won't like him anymore– and all that weight on his shoulders is rough

all of the ninja r his caregivers to some capacity. every single one. all of them r strong too – kinda comes w being elemental masters / ninja n all – so they can carry him whenever they want <33 cole loves it too, they're so cozy (o^∀^o)

i don't think wu or misako know directly, but if cole ever told / regressed around them, they wouldn't be v surprised – like they know smth is up, but they won't confront him bc that's his business

lots of ppl hc cole having a kindergarten to middle / teen regressor headspace & that's SO big-brained, i eat it up every time – BUT baby cole my sweet sweet boy. infant ages to like 2yrs old. give him a rattle; he likes rattles kenwkdek

the eepiest baby ever, partially bc of how young his headspace is, partially bc he's the master of earth – it takes up a lot of his energy when he's big, but since he's so used to it, it doesn't rlly register how wiped he actually is until he's sitting down, his brain is whirling to a stop ... & then it's like “mmnn woa m eepy..” hes also very prone to regressing when he's tired; doesn't happen all the time, but it's become more often than not

(jay has, in fact, taken a picture of a sleeping cole on the couch, meme-ified it w the “why he so eepy” caption , & sent it to the gc. they went loco /pos)

on that note, he can fall asleep p much anywhere: on the couch, on the floor, over a bowl of cereal, literally anywhere. his favorite places (aside from his bed) r his friends' laps <3 he's being held? out like a light

that earth master strength Does Not magically go away when cole is small, meaning his tantrums could cost them a wall & possibly new flooring. not that he has tantrums often bc he's v chill & low-energy!

(... it happened once & jay refused to babysit for a good week. for unrelated reasons ofc /j)

OOUHEJSH loves bears sooooo much it's almost silly. he's got a black bear onesie w ears on the hood, a tiny tail on the butt, & a dark brown teddy bear to match - his fave. "we bare bears" & "little bear" are his go-to shows. he can devour a box of teddy grahams in two sittings. glamrock freddy his absolute beloved. bears bears BEARS bears bears!!!!

kai called himself a papa bear once & cole went nuts jahdkajdkw “’apa bear ’apa bear!!!! ʕ￫ᴥ￩ ʔ” — “yup, that's me, don't wear it out! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧”

ok guys wait here me out: bearcub regressor cole. makin grororgroo noises to communicate. cute little snuffles n nose wrinkles when he smells smth good. loooong naps in a blanket fort. honey added to his bottle. bearcub regressor cole

the teddy's name is muffin btw. he & mr. cuddlywump are best friends & they always have playdates together 🫶

speaking of — jay is older than cole by a few years (maybe 4-7?), so he's consistently playing the older playmate / big brother role for cole. YES he will absolutely drag the baby into mischief, but if anyone dares to try separating them he IS throwing a fit about it. also he's the only one who can turn a laid-back baby cole into a zoomin 2y/o. watch out for them.../silly

back to the rattle thing for a sec – jay has a toy drumset & nya has a toy guitar, so the three of them put on a music show for the rest of the team! they're always asked for encores & they always deliver! their band name is The Mudshockers & kai is their biggest fan👍🏾

he likes dancing but since he's unsteady on his feet the younger he is, sometimes he'll just sway his body o, bop his head, or shake his rattle to whatever beat there is – even if said beat is just in his head. other times he'll get nya or zane to dance with him when he's able to stand!

omigosh wait ,,,, zane picking cole up & bouncing him to the beat ,,,, im gonna MELT they're so cute 🥹

cole adores fuzzy / fluffy material. his element requires him to summon rocks from the ground, & rocks are hard - he deserves some soft things in his life ( =^×^= )/ᰔᩚ if any of the ninja have something visibly fluffy in his presence, they'll very quickly have a small in their lap, nuzzling them & humming contentedly. muffin & his bear onesie r his favorites because of that!

ALSO remember the casual outfit he wore in "child's play" (the ep where the ninja got turned into kids)? he managed to find the adult-sized sweatshirt of that shirt & it's now a staple regression outfit ... whenever he's not in his onesie

he's still got a MASSIVE sweet tooth, bc who would cole be w/o it? (/j) ,, the only difference is that, instead of it manifesting in “oooo chocolate cake & cookies & ice cream!!!” it manifests as “mmm baba w sugar n hunny.....” – not to say cole doesn't have his moments where he craves a cakepop over warm chocolate milk. zane usually is in charge of preparing his bottle bc he always gets it juuuust right

THE NINJA HAVE A BABY BAG IN CASE HE DROPS ON LONGER MISSIONS AAAAA ,,, cole's a lil embarrassed @ first & fervently insists that he won't be regressing on the mission, but it proves to be incredibly useful when he gets hungry in the middle of like, nowhere & there's a section completely dedicated to snacks & drinks

(... & when cole actually regresses bc of stress / sleepiness & they have the majority of his stuff on-hand)

jay can never escape being called a dingus no matter what. baby cole catches him doing something stupid? “ ‘ingus...”. a joke too corny for his taste? “ ’inguuus.” jay complains abt this unfair treatment, how he's being bullied by a baby & he is slandering him ... but no one comes to his aid. zane'll scoop up cole & say “hm, are you sure that was an unprovoked statement on his part?” while kai will just spout nonsense like “wooooow jay ... a power outage in ninjago city and bordering countries?” by your hands?” w/ lloyd n nya just shaking their heads. jay's like “GAAAAAAAASP, NOBODY is on my side??? coco is being a BULLY & you guys are just ALLOWING it???? i see how it is.......”. cole's laughing hysterically throughout all of this 🫶

honestly jay's the funniest person to cole when he's small. he could be being Himself & cole's losing his mind over it. nobody can compete against his hilarity no matter how hard they try. best way to tell when cole's dropping is if he's laughing way harder at one of jay's stupid jokes /silly

mmmhmdhsjshsi ,,, jay coming up w the nickname "coco" & callin him that as a joke while he's big, but cole just gets super fuzzy-brained bc ,,,,,,,, coco ........ ohohohohoh ,,,,,,, & jay is like “oh! mkay then!” now he uses it all the time when he's regressed hdksjdk

ON THAT NOTE, nya came up w "pebble", & just like "coco", it spread to the rest of the team like butter on a warm stack of pancakes. nowadays they very rarely use "cole" when he's small – why should they, when they have "pebble" & "coco" under their belts!

... kai calls him "coco pebble(s)" sometimes 🫢

spoiled to the max. he breaks the handle to his paci? don't worry, zane just ordered 6 more. he loses a stuffie? jay's giving 3 of his to him. he's hungry? nya's got several different flavors of milk in one arm & baggies filled with teddy grahams in the other. absolutely spoiled rotten

he doesn't have any of those fancy deco pacis bc hes v prone to dropping them in his sleep & doesn't wanna mess them up, so he gets the printed designed ones or the plain-colored ones & slaps some stickers on them :] he rlly likes his black-stickered paci but he's not picky!

lloyd loves joking abt how he's no longer the youngest on the team whenever cole drops. he'll walk into the room & say “guys, i'm not the youngest anymore!” without warning while cole's in his arms, half asleep w a paci

sometimes he feels like he shouldn't be regressing bc of his status as "the rock of the group" & gets hit with an influx of negative thoughts. like – he's their anchor, their strength, the glue that holds everyone together when things go south ... so what is he doing regressing of all things? if they don't have a rock, the team won't make it! all of that negativity :( hes prone to pushing down his regression & busies himself w other things until he just ... breaks. wooo :((

after day of the departed (read: cole gets his physical body back), he literally launches himself into his friends & snuggles them like there's no tomorrow in sight. for a good two weeks he's the clingiest baby boy to ever exist: holding everyone's hands, leaning against the nearest person, cuddling, sleepy cuddling – the most common occurrence bc sleepy cole is sleepy. GOODNESS hes so clingy!! if he's in the right (or ig wrong) mood he gets fussy if his human pillow moves away from him kdnfoendk. nobody minds at all; they got their baby boy back & that's all that matters <3

self-indulgent pkmn au hc: cole's midnight lycanroc may look scary (...and kind of is hssjskdje), but it's soooo sweet & gentle with him omg. it has special mittens it puts on its paws to keep from accidentally hurting him w its claws & 100% will help zane make a bottle or lloyd prepare a snack. the fur on its neck is mad fluffy - there have been many, many times someone's walked in on cole with his face stuffed in lycanroc's fur, fast asleep on its back while roc's layin there with him, tail slowly awag <3

[hollywoodxwhore]

Mine | Chapter Fifteen

Colson x Original Female Character

Synopsis: Presley may look sinful on the outside, but deep down, she's innocent, guarded, and terrified of intimacy. Colson, on the other hand, is living up to his womanizer reputation as a way to cope with heartbreak. When his new guitarist invites his twin sister to join them on tour, Colson discovers that he's actually capable of feeling. Will Presley and Colson be able to push past all of the barriers trying to prevent them from happening?

Content/Warnings: very brief mentions of smut, swearing, the sappiest fluffiest shit you've ever read

Tag List: @triplexdoublex @jaxbreaker @mgklove99xx @jinx-on-mars-19xx @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @missamericanaxx @anonymousme86 @whiteleoqueen @feroniakutenpuu

And with that, Mine has come to an end. I cannot thank you all enough for reading this and showing me so much love and positive feedback. I loved every second of writing this fic and I'm not ready to be done with it. That being said...

OURS COMING SOON! You all asked for more smut and more Presley and Colson cuteness, so @triplexdoublex had the idea of writing a second series that follows Presley and Colson in their new life together living in LA. You can expect smut and fluff, minor angst (unless I decide I need some. Ya girl loves writing angst). Serious shoutout to Roxy for the title idea and the idea to write a second series! I can't wait to see what y'all think of it. Thanks again for all the love you've shown Mine. Enjoy this last chapter!

Colson

It’s the last night of the tour and I couldn’t be happier.

Our biggest tour yet. A new guitarist who we all love. And the best part for me – the girl waiting backstage for me to finish performing so she can jump into my arms. 

It’s become our little routine since we’ve been ‘out of hiding’ from our friends. The world doesn’t know yet, and we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. But every time I come offstage, Pres is there, and she jumps into my arms, wrapping her long limbs around me, and I swear, nothing makes me happier than kissing her and holding her in front of our friends, showing everyone how happy I am. 

Cash came around quickly. He and I are closer than ever, and all of the tension has melted away. These past couple of weeks have been a great time, and I’m a little disappointed that the tour is ending. But now, Presley and I can figure out our lives, and that makes me really excited. 

After our encore, we leave the screaming crowd behind and head backstage. My eyes search for her immediately, almost frantically, and there she stands, intent on taking my breath away. 

She wears her hair in twin buns, soft tendrils of her black hair framing her face, and she wears leather pants (my favorite) with boots and a crop top. Her face lights up when she sees me and I open my arms. She grins wider and runs to me, throwing herself into my arms. I grin widely as I snuggle her, supporting her weight with my arms tucked beneath her butt. 

“You did so good!” she gushes, and her breath smells like bubblegum. I shiver a little, fighting the way my dick already wants to harden in my pants. 

“I love you,” I mumble into her neck, pressing  a kiss to her skin.

“I love you, too,” she says, resting her head against mine. “I’m so proud of you, baby.” I smile, heart bursting. 

“Yo, Kells, Presley,” Sam calls. “Can I take some pictures?”

“Hell yeah,” I say. Pres pulls back from the hug a little and I raise a brow questioningly. She nods, smiling, and presses her cheek to mine as we face Sam. We smile and then he takes one of us kissing. I let her down onto the floor and she hugs my waist for another picture. We fit so perfectly together. Suddenly, I want the world to know. I want to post those pictures on the internet for everyone to see, so everyone knows I’m spoken for. 

Arm around Presley’s shoulder, we head back to my dressing room where I strip out of my sweaty clothes and go into the adjoining bathroom for a quick shower. I’m sweaty as hell, and we’re going out tonight. Presley sits on the couch with her phone while I shower. 

I’m singing in the shower, so fucking happy with my life. Once I’m done, I towel off and then head over to my girlfriend. She lifts her eyes from her phone and drags them from my head to my feet. Jade eyes darken and her pretty lips quirk into a little smirk. It sends a shiver through me and I give the base of my cock a squeeze, gulping. Not now. Everyone’s eager to go out. Maybe I can sneak her into the bathroom again.

Presley giggles with satisfaction and sits back, looking at her phone again. Flustered, I quickly get dressed in a pair of black jeans and a t-shirt, sliding into my Vans. “You ready?” I ask, and she nods, getting to her feet. I offer my hand and she takes it, but when she starts to leave the room, I tug her back into my chest. My arm goes around her waist and I rock her slightly, looking down at her. She softens immediately and smiles up at me.

“Hey, pretty girl,” I murmur. 

“Hey,” she says, cheeks pink with pleasure. I smile and lean down to kiss her softly, slowly. She sighs and presses on her toes to get closer, her hands going to the back of my neck. “Mm, do we have to go out?” she asks against my lips.

I chuckle. To be honest, I don’t really want to go out. Pres, Cash, Olivia, and I leave tomorrow to head back to Michigan. We’re going to help Presley get packed and Cash is going to be able to grab a few more things to bring back with him to LA. I want a good fuck and a good night’s sleep before that happens, but it’s the last night of the tour, and it’s tradition. I sigh and she nods, resolved. 

“I promise we’ll have so much time just the two of us,” I say, twisting my fingers gently around the strands of hair framing her face. Fuck, I want to grab one of those buns while I’m behind her– “With the tour ending, it’s all us, baby.” I interrupt my own dirty thought process, knowing how easy it would be to hole up in the hotel with my girl. 

“Alright, let’s go,” she mutters, and I bite my cheek to stop a grin. She’s cute when she pouts. 

We leave the dressing room and go out to one of the waiting cars, climbing into the back. As we settle in and the driver takes off, my phone vibrates and I pull it from my pocket. It’s Sam. Thought you might want these bro! See ya later! I scroll up slightly and my chest warms. They’re the pictures of me and Pres backstage.

“Hey,” I say, tapping her thigh. “Look.”

She leans into me, looking over my shoulder, and smiles. “Aw, those are so cute!” she gushes. “Send them to me!”

“Can I post one of them?” I blurt. 

Presley looks surprised, lips parting a little as she looks up at me. “You…you’re ready for that?” I nod, studying her expression. “Are you…not?”

Presley considers, trapping her bottom lip between her teeth. Then, slowly, she nods, meeting my eyes again. “I think so,” she says. “I mean, I don’t want to hide us.”

I grin and lean in for a kiss. “Me neither,” I agree. “I want the world to know you’re mine.”

Pres grins and nuzzles into my shoulder, giving my thigh a squeeze. “I love you, ya big sap,” she tells me, and maybe I am a sap, but I don’t give a fuck. It’s worth it for Presley. 

As we head to the bar, I take my time creating an Instagram post. My caption is all about the tour and how thankful I am for how it went. I don’t include anything about Presley in the caption, but I figure the pictures of us kissing and me holding her are enough for people to get the idea. “Can I tag you?” I ask, and she nods. I add the tags, scroll through the photo set once more, and take a deep breath.

“You sure about this?” I ask her.

“Positive,” she says. “If you are.”

With that, I hover my thumb over the post button and then tap. 

XX

By the time our flight lands in Detroit the following evening, all four of us are running on fumes. 

It’s late and the airport isn’t very busy, so it’s easy enough to grab our luggage and find our way to where Presley and Cash’s parents are waiting for us. I’m a little nervous about meeting them for the first time, especially with how exhausted I am, but I’m excited, too. Presley is my future, and I want to know her parents. 

We walk outside into the frigid, early December air and immediately, Cash starts laughing. He drops his bags and jogs over to a waiting car where a tall woman with short, black hair hops out of the car with open arms. Presley runs over, too, and an even taller man circles the car with a grin identical to Presley’s. 

“There’s my girl,” he says and catches Presley as she throws herself into his arms. He kisses her cheek and I can’t help but smile. I follow her as Cash introduces Olivia to his mom, waiting a bit anxiously. Presley lets go of her dad and turns to me, putting a hand on my back. 

“Dad, this is Colson,” she says, looking up at me lovingly. “Colson, this is my dad, David.”

“Colson,” her dad says, reaching out a hand. I take it and shake it firmly. “It’s so great to finally meet you.” He pulls me in for a hug and I’m surprised but relieved. “Thank you for being so great to my kids.”

“My pleasure,” I tell him. He pulls back and gestures for his wife to join us. 

“Colson, this is my mom, Scarlett. Mom, Colson.”

Presley’s mom is just as gorgeous as her kids and she smiles brightly when she sees me. “Wow, you’re even cuter in person,” she says, stepping forward to hug me.

“Mom!” Presley hisses, embarrassed, but I just snicker. 

“Oh, Pres,” her mom tuts, reaching out to fix a loose piece of her daughter’s hair. “I’m old, not blind.”

“What do you expect?” David says. “We send our kids on tour with a band and they come back with beautiful partners.”

“Exactly,” Scarlett says, wrapping an arm around Cash. 

“Can we go now?” Presley asks around a yawn. “I’m about to fall asleep standing up.”

“You got it,” David says, going back around to the driver’s seat. We all pile into the SUV, Presley and I taking the far back. My legs are squished and I’m so tired my eyes burn but I don’t even care. I’m so happy right now I could burst. 

Presley looks over at me once her dad starts driving, and her smiles is so affectionate and loving that it turns my heart to mush in my chest. I wrap an arm around her and tug her close, pressing my lips to her forehead. “I love you,” I murmur, loud enough so only she can hear over the other conversations happening in the car.

“I love you, too,” she replies quietly, resting her head on my shoulder. 

Before I know it, we’re pulling into an apartment complex. Presley straightens, which tells me that this is her apartment complex. We’re at her home. David parks in front of a building and he and Scarlett both hop out to help us get our things. 

“We’ve got it,” I assure them, but Scarlett shakes her head.

“I insist,” she says. “I know you kids are exhausted.”

I can’t argue there.

We say our goodbyes to Cash and Olivia, and then Presley leads the way up to her second story apartment, unlocking the door. She flicks on a light and immediately, I love it here. It’s so Presley. 

“Alright,” Scarlett says, wrapping an arm around Presley. “We’ll see you tomorrow for dinner, right?”

“Right,” Presley says, hugging her mom. “Thank you so much for the ride, you guys.”

“Of course,” David says, giving her a squeeze. 

“Yes, thank you so much,” I add, and Scarlett hugs me tightly.

“Thanks for taking care of our girl,” she says, and my heart warms. 

“Always,” I tell her. We share a little moment, her expression one of admiration, and then we bid her parents goodbye. 

Presley locks the door behind them and sighs heavily, slumping. “Holy shit,” she mutters. “I need to go to bed, like, five hours ago.”

I chuckle and nod. “Come on. Show me your bedroom,” I insist. 

She flicks off the light and uses her phone flashlight to illuminate the way. She flicks on her bedroom light which is somehow wired to be from a lamp rather than the overhead fixture. “Wow,” I say as I look around. No wonder she never wanted to leave the house.

Her bed looks like the comfiest bed I’ve ever seen in my life, full of well broken-in pillows and soft blankets. The decorations are tasteful and comforting, and it smells sweet, just like Presley. I come up behind her and wrap my arms over her shoulders, squeezing her. “I like your room,” I tell her.

“Me too,” Presley agrees. “I love my room. I love my bed.”

“Yeah, that looks like an amazing bed.”

Pres turns in my arms and wraps her arms around my neck. “Let’s get ready for bed,” she says, giving me a kiss. I nod and let her go. 

Ten minutes later, after brushing our teeth and taking off most of our clothes, Presley’s fan is on and we’re snuggling up under her blankets. It’s a little cold in here; Presley had the heat turned down to save on energy, but the bed is warm and so is Presley. I snuggle up to her, pulling her back to my chest, and sigh, closing my stinging eyes. 

“Thanks for letting me come home with you,” I murmur, kissing her shoulder.

Presley hums. “Thanks for coming with me,” she says sleepily. “I love you,” she adds after a moment.

“I love you,” I agree, smiling. Minutes later, we’re asleep in her bed, and it excites me knowing her nights here are limited. Soon, we’ll be falling asleep together in our bed. 

Presley

Leaving home is going to be bittersweet. There’s no doubt about that.

As Colson and I drive into the city to my shop, I can’t help but take my fill of my surroundings. I’m going to miss all the pine trees, the heavy snow. I’ll miss my quiet apartment complex with its pool and its noisy air conditioner. I’ll miss being so close to my parents. But honestly, that’s about it. 

I’m not sad about leaving the tattoo shop. I loved it here and it served its purpose, but I’m ready to move on. I used my job as a way to hide from life, and I’m not interested in hiding anymore. I want to embrace my life, to enjoy my twenties with the man I love in a city I love. 

Colson’s hand rests on my jean-clad thigh as we drive into the city. He stares out the window the entire time. “It reminds me a lot of home here,” he says. “Cleveland.”

“Yeah?” I ask. “How so?”

Colson shrugs. “I don’t know,” he admits. “Just does. It’s nice.”

“Do you miss it?” I ask, glancing over at him.

Colson nods. “I do,” he says. “I mean, I’m happy to be out of there, don’t get me wrong. But I do miss simpler times.”

“That makes sense,” I reply.

“Are you going to miss it here?” he asks.

“Not really,” I admit. “I’ll miss my parents. But otherwise, I’m not really sad to be leaving this behind.”

Colson looks over at me and smiles, and I steal a glance at his gorgeous face, cheeks pink from the cold. “Good,” he says. He lifts my hand to his lips and kisses my knuckles. 

I pull into the tattoo shop and park in my usual spot in the back lot. No one knows I’m coming today, but it’s a Sunday, so I know several artists will be here, as well as the other piercer. I lead the way inside, Colson’s hand in mine, and Emmy behind the front desk spots me first.

She gasps. “Presley!” she says, hurrying around from behind the desk to hug me. “Oh my god! You’re back!”

“Hey, Emmy,” I say, smiling as I hug her. “It’s so good to see you!”

“Wait, Pres is here?” Derek appears from his room and opens his arms for a big bear hug. 

“Hey,” I tell him. “It’s so good to see you guys.”

“You too,” Derek says. He raises a brow. “Um, Presley?” he asks.

“Yes?” I ask, pulling away to study his face curiously.

“Did you bring Machine Gun Kelly into our tattoo shop?” he asks, his eyes on Colson.

I grin widely and go over to my boyfriend, wrapping my arm around his waist. “I sure did,” I say. “Emmy, Derek, meet Colson. My boyfriend.”

Emmy’s eyes widen. “Are you fucking serious?” 

“Shit, we heard the rumors but I didn’t know it was true!” Derek says. “That’s awesome, Pres! Welcome to the shop, man.” He reaches out a hand and Colson shakes it.

“Thanks, man,” he says. “It’s dope as fuck here.”

“We like it,” Emmy says. 

“Is that Presley?” Blaze calls. I can hear the sound of his tattoo gun buzzing.

“Sure is!” I call. “Come say hi when you have a break!”

“She brought Machine Gun Kelly with her!” Derek calls, and I stifle a laugh.

“No she didn’t!” Blaze calls.

“Come see for yourself!” 

Blaze’s machine turns off and he appears around the corner, peeling off his gloves. He freezes mid step when he sees Colson, and Emmy, Derek, and I burst into laughter. “Hey, B,” I greet.

Blaze looks shocked as he hugs me. “Holy shit,” he says, reaching out to shake Colson’s hand. “Welcome, dude. It’s so cool to meet you.”

“Yeah, you too,” Colson says, smiling. I know he’s wary about meeting new people. Not everyone has a very positive opinion of my boyfriend, even if their opinions are unfounded. But I know Blaze is a fan. He played Tickets almost every single day in the shop when he found out Cash was going on tour with them. 

Gracen appears from the back and her eyes are wide. “I heard Machine Gun Kelly was here,” she says. “Oh, and you too, Presley.”

“Bitch,” I say with a grin, and my other piercer smiles widely as she hugs me. “It’s good to see you.”

“You back for good?” she asks. “Because no offense, but I’m making good ass money.”

“Keep on making it,” I say. “I’m moving to LA.”

“What?” Emmy and Blaze say in unison.

“Shit, Pres, that’s awesome,” Derek says with a grin. “I’m really happy for you.”

“Can I come visit?” Emmy asks. 

“Of course. Is anyone else here?” I ask.

“Sadie,” Emmy says. Sadie is who I brought with me to the show. She’s another tattoo artist here. “She’s finishing up right now. Should be out soon.”

“Taking care of our girl?” Gracen asks Colson, a stern look on her face.

Colson chuckles and nods, looking over at me. “Doing my best,” he says.

I smile and wrap my arm around his waist again. “To be honest, I’ve never been happier,” I say. My friends all look delighted for me, and a part of me is a little sad to be leaving them. Colson drops a kiss to the top of my head and I know I’ve made the right choice to move in with him. 

“Well, I just came to get some of my stuff and say hi and bye to you all,” I say. 

“Damn,” Derek says, shaking his head. “How life has changed.”

“It certainly has,” I agree. 

We all chat for a while longer, and after goodbye hugs all around, Colson and I leave the shop. We spend the rest of the day packing up my apartment with the help of Cash, Olivia, and my parents, and with all of us working together, we get everything packed. Most of it is going to my parents’ house, but some of it is coming to LA with us. 

We eat dinner at my parents’ house, watch movies together, stay up late talking, and finally, Colson and I retire to my old bedroom. The bed is far too small for us, but we don’t mind snuggling so we can both fit. We had very sneaky and hopefully very quiet sex, and now we’re lying naked in bed, wrapped up in each other’s arms. I’ve never been so happy in my entire life.

“Are you ready to leave tomorrow?” Colson asks me, his fingertips stroking lightly up and down my arm. 

I nod. “Yeah. I am,” I say. “It’s bittersweet, like I said, but I’m ready to start a new life with you.”

Colson smiles against my hairline. “Can’t wait,” he says. “My house is so lonely with just me living there. It’ll be nice to have you with me.”

I smile and press a kiss to his chest. “I can’t believe this is real.”

“Me neither,” Colson agrees. “I never thought anything like this would happen. Thought I’d be alone forever.”

“Me too.” I trace one of the tattoos on his chest. “You sure you’re ready for a lifetime of this?”

Colson smiles and kisses my lips. “Yeah, Pres. I’m positive.” 

In less than 24 hours, we’re standing in the doorway of Colson’s house, now my house, too. The sprawling staircase that leads up to our bedroom is welcoming. A gigantic sectional in the living room promises endless days of reading and snuggling. The pool in the backyard tempts us to go for a late night swim. And even though I haven’t even officially moved in yet, this feels like home.

Colson wraps his arms around my waist and rests his chin on my head. “I love you, Presley,” he says. “Thank you for taking a chance on me.”

“I love you, too,” I say happily, covering his hands with my own. “Man. I can’t believe this is even real life.”

“Look around, baby,” Colson says, rocking me in his arms, reminding me that I’m home. “This is all ours.”

[plaindangan]

Shinigami being a death god has developed a massive crush on our resident assassin Maki. To the point where she's even used her powers to put Maki in several "inappropriate" situations with all kinds of pervy people. In her own words, "down the rabid hole they go!"

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

Hey, don't judge her for her tastes!!

Shinigami was a death goddess through and through. Those who can bring mass amounts of death would be someone she'd keep close tabs on!! Besides, was she supposed to just ignore someone with the name of Ultimate Assassin??? Hell no!!! She needed to see if she was...up to snuff~

And up to snuff Maki was - not just in terms of her murderous actions, but also in terms of her cold personality...but also her otned body as well. Those sturdy, well-sculpted legs that could rush down enemies in seconds. Those abs that Shini could swear she could grate souls on! Flashes of that big, toned, ass that always mooned Shini because Maki was such a tease in fighting in such short skirts. Shinigami was totally smitten~

Though, as one can imagine, this being Shinigami, she couldn't help but fuck with Maki for a bit~ Nothing too major, of course, just enough to let the whole world know how lewd and attractive this faux caretaker was.

Sometimes this was on a minor scale, such as pantsing the girl while she was changing in front of a very horny Tenko, Angie and jealous Miu. Shini was practically rubbing herself silly from how the trio's instant reaction to seeing a flash of cheek was to grope, smack and comment on how plump the woman's butt was (and ignoring the threats to their life as well)~

When she was attending Ibuki's death metal concert, Shini couldn't help but pull up Maki's shirt as well - right as the jumbotron was flashing by and showing off Maki's toned core...aaand also her perky nipples, since it was also the day Maki chose not to wear a bra~ Something that riled both crowd and Ibuki up something fierce, and earned an encore from Ibuki that had her sing her hit song: "My Boobs Maybe Smol, But My Sex Drive Is Huge As Shit!!!!" Something that made Maki swear off of concerts ever since.

But, her favorite act was when she decided to possess a certain blue haired geek to insist on Maki wearing an exact copy of Shinigami's outfit while Shini took pictures of her 'for reference and shit'. Of course, Shini had to account for Maki not having godly curves, so she made her dress on the shorter side...the incredibly shorter side~ Enough so that you can barely see her red thong underneath, and was more than getting enough of her sexy thighs (let alone her booty whenever she was forced to twirl around and bend over a bit).

It was a fantastic afternoon that had Maki burned into the goddess' mind...and gave Tsumugi more than enough material to not only make further lewd cosplays, but even sell to rake in the cash that the cosplayer rolling in dough and inadvertently making Maki very much known and respected in the pervier side of the Internet.

...Not that she wanted to be known for this, but when a death goddess has taken this much interest in your life, Maki would gradually find out she didn't have much say in the matter~

[leviabeat]

I'll post photos and maybe videos later. My head hurts too much to look over them to see what's good quality.

Here are some stuff that I remember kind of in chronological order:

There was a woman who screamed at the Bad Wolves singer to take his shirt off. A man next to her then screamed for the singer to (I'm dying typing this) show him his butthole. The singer reacted graciously by making jokes about the man liking butts

The Bad Wolves singer kept throwing open and partially drunk water bottles into the crowd

When Volbeat came on stage, Jon was the first one. Him, Michael, and Kaspar all came in from the right and Flemming came in from the left

The audience was really in sync when singing Lola Montez. Michael repeated the last line three times to hear us. He told us that it was good (or maybe bad) for his ego

At one point, Michael almost started singing at the wrong cue, and he laughed at himself. I wasn't looking in Kaspar's direction, but he must have given him a look or shook his head at him because Michael looked sheepishly over at Kas after it happened

Michael said his daughter likes Jojo Siwa and that he didn't know who the fuck Jojo Siwa was. She kept asking him to play her music (?) and that when he looked at his son, he could tell what the kid was thinking and that was "please don't play her"

I made heart hands at Kaspar when they did the whole "give it up for ____ on ____" thing. I think he noticed (not sure though)

The band left the stage super fast after the last normal setlist song to let us simmer for an encore. They came back and played the entire four song encore

For Evigt (the Danish version) was an encore song. Before the end of the song, Michael noticed people were singing along and he asked in surprise "you know Danish?"

After the very last encore song, Michael turned to face Jon and (after awhile) convinced him to keep drumming for a last instrumental finale. Jon kept shaking his head "no" and Michael and Kas kept nodding at him as they played the same notes over and over to get Jon to play along

I'll post more later

[teishiteishi]

BAD PREMONITION TOUR ARCHIVE: CHICAGO / VANCOUVER / SEATTLE / PORTLAND Chicago was madness. The whole day was a classic tour shit show. We missed our flight from Toronto to Seattle that morning due to airport immigration chaos, and there were no other flights going to Chicago all day. We panicked around the airport trying to find our baggage and ended up waiting for 3 hours before *most* of it got back to us and then booked it to a different airport just in time to jump on their last flight. Bags were lost but we left without them and made it just in time for a quick soundcheck and then the show. As tends to happen though, at the end of those really crazy, stressful days, the shows tend to be some of the most magnetic..I think it's because they hold so much more weight and meaning once you've jumped through hoops to make it. It was such a charged energy in the venue that night and Chicago showed UP. It ended up being one of my fav shows of all. Hometown show in Vancouver was so nice :) It was a sleepy Tuesday and the energy was more mellow, but my family and friends were there which made it xtra special. I wore a soft green Collina Strada set and crimped my bangs. Sheldon, a super sweet fan who always comes to my Vancouver shows and makes me something (he makes really cool jewelry), brought me a hand-made belt that I adore. I got it just in time before going on stage and though it didn't work as a belt with the outfit, I wrapped it around my neck as a necklace <3 I love moments like this, when things just come together in a snap and then you're on stage.

Seattle was hot and sweaty. I always love playing in the Pacific Northwest, it's just always a vibe and the drives are beautiful. It was another pUnK night - real basement party energy. I wore a dark grey Prisca Vera skirt and top and slicked my hair back in honor of how Seattle feels to me. There were some great thrift stores right around the venue and I got a few cute things, an Aaliyah queen of the damned grinder and some really bomb thai food. Thank u seattle <3

Portland was next. I played at Doug Fir Lounge which is a venue I love!! I had played there once before during my headline tour in 2017 - it's a really cool space. I remember that show in 2017 was the first time I smoked on stage ! someone had passed me a j from the audience and I hit it and has a real out of body experience hahh.. it was just one of those memories.. This current show was falling on 4/20 so...it felt respectful to repeat the whole experience. I mentioned this to the audience and during my encore I looked out and saw a big j making its way towards the stage, crowd surfing above people and to me <3 <3 <3 I wore a frankie's bikinis suit and a big giant pink bow on my butt.

[nfcpr]

Cont'd from...

NOMADOFNOWHERE Tour

Fanrepo (ファンレポ) Day 4 - Part 2

Continuation of the conversation with Yasu about the group name change...

Continuation about Subaru not coming to his tour coz he doesn't know anybody's phone number and can't contact him to invite... (Me: DUDEEEE WHY YOU STILL LIKE DIS 😂 I CAN'T WITH THIS GUY)

Every time Ryo's being tsundere and teasing people to oblivion and back... that means he's really happy, but he's awkward about it (Me: why you still like dis, Ryo... I love you, but I wanna kick your butt too sometimes lol)

Poor Manager-san probably called him to wake him up 😂 this reminds me of that unholy alliance of "people who wake up at noon" (Janiben episode)

I dunno how to feel about this... but, isn't Ryo brilliant? The thoughts that he shared with us always make me think about my own life too... #NishikidoSensei is 💖

After the TMI about his routines before a show, Ryo was like WHY DID YOU MAKE ME SAY ALL THAT?! 🥺 lol cute

前髪界隈 lol

Omodoro and rewriting of memories... is perhaps the biggest lesson Ryo tries to impart and wants us to digest, but it's not like he himself understands it fully either. Coz even tho humans change, they also stay the same... these two can coexist, paradoxical as it may sound.

This self-holding hands during Omoide Dorobou is never not gonna be cute 😆 (X-post)

Ryo and his ever-present need to test fans regarding their obsession with his hairstyles 😂

Isoyama P, thank you for giving Ryo the opportunities! 🥰

I was in tears every time I watched that part in Episode 5 of the drama... it's like some sort of sad mystery theatre or something

Ryo x Jun 😆

Jack Nicholson story continuation...

Encore continuation

People are not changing their behaviour overnight, and Nishikido-sensei is frustrated with the slow progress 😂

He wants the audience to change the encore noise but people are not budging from their century-old habit in the space of a few shows lol #poorRyo

The rhythm of the don don don thing... (まだわかりませんけど😅)

He redid the encore 😂 (X post)

Fans said the rhythm sounds like Futari no Hana! (X post)

Encore tutorial... thank you! (X post)

Agricultural whuttt? 😂 what kind of youtube videos has he been watching lately lol

Skipping lol

This skipping backstory is really cute lol (X post)

Ice cream has suddenly become a symbol of friendship? 😆

行きなりさかなクン 😂

I found this but I dunno if that's what he meant tho lol

He said it back in Note-era too!

Ending greeting

Ryo trying to do multiple things at one go... as usual 😆 (promote his Osakan t-shirt, promote his tour, promote his movie, being cute) とにかく... prioritizing is IMPORTANT lol

This skipping thing is too cute... tbh, I do it too when I go home from work late sometimes coz it's already dark outside of our office building and nobody is around to see me happily skipping to my car 😆

IG live today 🥰

[papergirllife]

warnings : exhibitionist kink, unprotected sex, slipping into subspace

“I heard you’ll get a gift if you sit in Santa’s lap” + Lucas Wong

i’m sorry if this is a little bit too much, anon. - xy

You were gaming with Donghyuck and Yang Yang when Lucas finally got back from a magazine shoot he had, flopping on the armchair in the living room, laughing at how you lost to the two boys at a go kart game.

“Come on, Y/N, don’t be a sore loser,” Lucas teased when you were whining at your loss.

You tossed the controller on the table and turned back to officially greet your boyfriend, but instead of your usual cheerful expression, it was replaced by a curios one, once you take in the red suit Lucas was wearing, probably from the shoot.

“Someone looks extra hot today.”

“Who? Me?” Lucas asked as he brushed his hair back, trying to look suave, fishing for compliments.

“It’s not even Christmas yet, and you’re wearing red,” Yang Yang commented when he got up to get some snacks.

What Yang Yang said formulated a plan in your head, you got up from your spot on the floor and swayed your hips to Lucas, his legs spread open, as if he was already tempting you from the start, knowing how much you adore his long legs. You climbed into his lap with a seductive stance that only he could recognise, stealing his attention away from the game he was watching, his eyes watching your every move.

“I heard you get a gift when you sit on Santa’s lap?”

“Is that so?” Lucas asked, an eyebrow quirked up at your obvious lustful suggestion. “But you haven’t been a good girl lately, always hanging out with the other guys.”

“I just wanted to game when you’re busy, I’ve been a good girl by not sending you any photos or videos, just like you asked.”

“How bout you make it up to me right now,” Lucas said as he placed you on his right thigh.

“Right here?” you asked in a worried tone, eyes darting back to see the boys only a feet away from you, focused on the tv screen.

“They wouldn’t know if you don’t make a sound. Come on, make yourself feel good on my thigh, baby,” Lucas said as his hands grind your body on his thigh, making you whimper his name softly, knowing how much you love being manhandled by him this way.

You quickly did as you were told, grinding your clothed heat on Lucas’s thigh, your head buried at the crook of his head to subdue your moans, a melody only for Lucas to hear.

Lucas begin to flex his thigh whenever you grinded forward, rubbing your clit against the many layers of clothe. With every movement from you and Lucas, your core started leaking from the constant shock of pleasure, particularly on your clit, Lucas always found it endearing by how sensitive you are there.

You could feel yourself getting close as the dam you’re holding back is on the verge of falling apart, your legs getting tired from all the grinding, letting Lucas take the reins as he maneuvered you, hands clasped around your hips, pushing you down as he flexed his thigh, sending a wave of pleasure to your heat.

Lucas could tell you were near when you started fisting his suit, and the way his name fell from your lips in between staggered breaths of air. He pulled away once you said you were near, hearing a whine from you.

“Shh, be quiet. You already got their attention, I don’t want Kun to hear it from the kitchen.”

You whipped your head back quickly to see Yang Yang and Donghyuck staring at you, their eyes trained at the spot where your core was attached to Lucas’s thigh. You followed their eyes and was shocked to see that Lucas’s pants were drenched, your juices glistening from the light coming from the tv screen. You looked back at the two boys to see obvious tents underneath their sweats, your face heating up at the sight.

“Show’s over boys,” Lucas said as he carried you away from the living room, going to the direction of his room, but not before giving your butt a squeeze, giving the boys one last encore.

When you arrived in his room, Lucas laid you on his bed before stripping off every article of clothing on him, helping you out of your shorts and sweater as well, delighted when he saw you weren’t wearing any undergarments.

Lucas immediately swung one of your legs over his shoulder, thrusting his whole length into you in one stroke, feeling how wet and warm you are for him, liking how it was definitely worth teasing you if he could skip the usual foreplay.

When you told him to move, Lucas started off with a hard and fast pace, his thick and long cock filling you up so nicely as you screamed his name, not even bothered to quiet you down, drowning in the way you’re boosting his ego from how you were reacting to his thrusts.

You could feel tears pricking at the corner of your eyes when Lucas found your sweet spot, smirking at how your body curled up from the reaction, angling your body higher to thrust into that spot faster, the angle allowing him easier access. You could feel the coil in your lower abdomen threatening to snap from Lucas’s ministrations, your walls clamping down on his length harshly, signaling him your nearing high.

You could feel nothing but the pleasure coursing through your veins, hands holding onto Lucas’s arm weakly as you let him fuck you dumb, slipping into this pleasurable haze as you moaned his name, the only thing you can remember as of now. Lucas slipped his hand in between your bodies, rubbing at your clit harshly, pushing you over the edge.

Lucas could feel your successfully clamping down on his cock, restricting his movement as he feels your juices leaking on his cock, pushing him over the edge as well, a grunt of your name leaving his name as his cock shoots out spurts of his cum, painting your walls white. Once his orgasm ceased, Lucas cradled your face in his hands, registering the dazed look on your face, knowing from beforehand that you had slipped into subspace, which often happened whenever you squirted.

“I’ll run you a bathe and change the sheets.”

Lucas placed a pillow on your head before rushing to the bathroom to run you a warm bathe, placing you in the tub, as well as one of those colourful bath bombs you had. You had your attention fixated on the bath bomb when Lucas gave you a kiss on your lips and went out to change the sheets.

When Lucas was done, you were yourself again, opening your arms to beckon him to join you.

“You’re back, baby?”

“Yeah,” you said as you snuggled into Lucas’s embrace, feeling safe as ever.

[oasislake76]

I’m thinking about a mix of my Adam’s family + the Protege!Tommy au I’ve been bing reading lately.

Like Dream isn’t possessed by Nightmare and is a fairly young God. Only 21, which is young and especially Royalty which means he’s the youngest child and grandchild, he doesn’t know better and Dream likes knowing. He strives to have a complete family and goes a bit possessive when Wilbur and Techno show up on his server. Later followed by Phil.

Now the reason why Dream knows those three were because they were originally a part of his family while growing up. Phil and Sky, his Pa, were ‘married’ in a sense since Mumza is still a part of this Au. Wilbur was Phil and Kristens son but seen as a son by Sky as well. Techno was adopted by Sky and Phil. but before that Sky had Dream with Puffy, the normal backstory I have for Dream yada yada.

Something makes Phil part with Sky and take Techno and Wilbur with him. Kristen doesn’t know what happened, just out of loop with the God, and stays down from her Realm to help take care of Dream. who’s just old enough to start remember fully and just in time for his magic, freakishly strong for a supposed Demi, to start lashing out with his feelings. With the lose of Wilbur and Techno, leaving Dream without anyone around his age since Malachi and Levin are way to old to play with him, Dream becomes a mother hen to his friends.

All through out eight grade through the Admin Academy he mother hens everyone. Newly fresh students down to newly graduated Admins. Even older Admins that run their own server get momed by him every now and then when they cross path’s. This feeds into his need for a full family, he just wants siblings dammit, but stamps it down.

It isn’t until everything starts to go haywire in his server and everyone subconsciously starts to hang up on Tommy does Dream really ‘snap’. Taking Tommy out and kinda force adopting him into the family. Tommy’s absolutely surprised by the switch up from angry and manipulative Dream to “I swear to god if you don’t finish your coke I’ll shove it down your throat” Mama Bear. Better yet when Sky inevitably allows Dream, he really has no say since Dream adopted like over thousands of kids through this schooling, and doesn’t think Tommy’s any different.

Not until he spots Dream and Tommy out in the castle’s pastures. Watching as Dream help hoists Tommy onto one of the bigger war horses and teach the younger boy how to steer and command. Encoring and smiling - and when did he take off his mask around people he ‘adopted’? - and wheezing. Leaving the blonde for just a moment to hop on another one, a bigger one then Tommy’s, and gently lead the boy and two animals out to a trail. Sticking close by and smiling down when Tommy let out a squeal when his horse picked up speed.

Dream wasn’t one not to wear his mask students and teachers. Even his best friends, Sapnap and George, had only ever seen the smiling mask. Nothing ever above the bottom lip at most. A tick Dream had pulled from somewhere and one Sky wasn’t going to push his son out of. So seeing him trot alongside the other blonde boy, maskless with his hair in a low pony and freckles for the world to see, it wiggles something inside Sky’s chest.

Soon he’s talking to Tommy more. Slowly getting to know him because he’s staying with them and Dream always butts in when someone ask’s Tommy about his home. A clear indication that this boy is staying and that Dream will fight anyone about it. Sky’s own heart hasn’t healed that much from the loss of Wilbur and Technoblade so Tommy, loud sarcastic cursing Tommy, was almost like a balm.

Watching him and Dream wrestle in the gym or race around the tracks out in the back by the tennis courts made the King smile. The more Tommy stayed the more he brightened up the castle as a whole. Flowers bloomed a week where he sat and animals just seemed a bit happier when he’s around. Blue eyes bright and just as thirsty for knowledge like Dream was his age. Books upon books read and if the pair aren’t outside their in the library. If not in the library then their in the kitchen. Dream desperately trying to teach Tommy how to cook even simple meals and can only sigh and shake his head fondly when Tommy burnt yet another dish.

He even has his own emote mask now like Dream. It’s resting face is a frown while Dream’s is a smile and he only really wears it outside of the castle ground. Getting shy around all of Dream’s rowdy friends. It’s just not Sky who’s platonically falling for the blonde.

Aphmau ended up making a red and white cape for the boy. Slightly furry around the collar and definitely enough to drown him in soft fabric. The edges looked clawed at but were made that way, more like a giant shawl than anything. Seto made a pendant kind of like Sky’s. It holds many uses like a compass to find the nearest Admin when he’s lost or even acts up like a back up communicator/chat page if he lost his device. Sparklez made an enchanted metal crown of flowers that gave him almost the same amount of armor protection as iron.

Just... I think I might call this Little Bother!au



[stay-tinystars]

Lido Deck

--For @stayhavens Pocket sized Make Your Haven September Event--

Ship: Felix x reader

Established relationship au

Word count: 373

Warnings: mentions of bathing suits?

A/N: Happy Birthday to Felix! Sunshine!💕

You sat back in the sun chair as your boyfriend got dragged into the small karaoke party happening on the Lido deck. You had both been sitting in your bathing suits enjoying the sunshine, and drinks when the music started. Felix had stood between your chairs and started to dance and sing to you. When the DJ saw him from his booth across the way he called him out as a volunteer to perform the next song. Your laughter rang through the air as he looked over at you with a slightly panicked look as he pointed to something on the DJ screen.

"Ok, what is your name sir?" The DJ asked, handing him the mic.

"Um, Felix" your boyfriend said into the mic timidly.

"Ok everyone, welcome Felix to the Karaoke contest!" The DJs voice was followed by cheers and whoops from around the deck. "I think this song will be perfect for you. Good luck"

You laughed harder as the song started. The crowd started going nuts. His deep voice, singing "I'm Too Sexy" as he strutted across the small performance area. You cheered as you stood up pulling put your phone to record your boyfriend as he put on an amazing show, all while in just his board shorts. Strutting his stuff, from one side to the other. You got to the edge of the gathering crowd when he started strutting towards you.

"I shake my little tush on the catwalk" he sang as he shook his butt right in front of you. He continued singing as the crowd continued to scream.

"I'm Too sexy for this song" he finished the song, setting the mic down on the DJs booth. The crowd went berserk, cheers, applause, even people shouting encore. You turned off the camera. He walked or more like strutted over to you, immediately pulling you into a passionate kiss. The crowds whoops, and cheers got louder.

As the attention died down, you both laughed as you headed back to the chairs you had just been in. Before you could sit, Felix pulled you into him. Your body flush with his. 

"I'm too sexy for this deck." he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. You laughed as you shook your head.

[northernmariette]

Mademoiselle Ducrest writes about The Tramp

Mademoiselle Ducrest's pen does not often dip into an inkwell filled with the same corrosive liquid as Countess Potocka's, but here is the rate occasion where she does. Once again, this is in regards to Pauline Bonaparte, whose private life both ladies, in equal measure, consider reprehensible. 

Georgette Ducrest had known, and liked, Pauline Bonaparte's first husband, General Charles Victoire Emmanuel Leclerc, when she was a child. This is when she became acquainted with Pauline. She was only eleven when the Leclercs left for Saint-Domingue, so I assume that some of what she writes about Pauline at that time was partly based on her parents' recollections, and what she writes about Pauline's later life (which I might expand upon in another post) was reported to her by those she came to know at Josephine's court. Pauline, it seems, was much talked about. 

Mme Leclerc était sans contredit la plus jolie personne que j'ai vue. La jalousie, l'envie, si promptes à découvrir un défaut dans ce que l'on admire généralement, n'ont jamais pu parvenir à trouver la plus légère imperfection sur cette délicieuse figure, à laquelle était jointe la taille la plus élégante, la plus parfaite, et la grâce la plus séduisante. Critiquer son extérieur, était absolument impossible ; il fallait ou se taire ou joindre ses éloges à ceux qu'excitaient partout cette beauté incomparable. Heureusement pour les femmes viles, qui se désolent du succès des autres, elles pouvaient se venger sur l'esprit, le caractère et la conduite de Mme Leclerc.

Dépourvue de toute instruction, sa conversation était aussi insignifiante, aussi ennuyeuse que son visage était joli. Ne parlant que de toilette, affaire principale de sa vie, elle ne supportait pas que l'on s'entretînt d'autre chose autour d'elle. Il fallait pour lui plaire n'être occupé que de chapeaux, robes, etc, ; si on avait le malheur de causer de musique, de peinture, d'histoire, elle vous prenait en grippe, parce que, ne comprenant rien à ce qui se disait, elle était forcée d'aller bouder dans un coin, afin de ne pas montrer toute sa nullité. C'est ainsi du moins qu'elle était lorsque je l'ai vue habituellement. Devenue depuis princesse Borghèse, ayant habité cette belle Italie, où il semble qu'il suffise de respirer pour avoir le sentiment des arts, peut-être a-t-elle acquis quelques notions de ce qu'elle ignorait ; je ne dis que ce dont j'ai été témoin, et que l'on se permettait encore d'exprimer tout haut. Plus tard, la flatterie portée jusqu'à la plus basse adulation, aura trouvé le moyen de persuader q'une soeur du grand Napoléon était nécessairement une femme parfaite de toutes manières ; mais au temps dont je parle, on se bornait à louer avec enthousiasme son admirable figure. On avait raison : tout ce que l'on pouvait en dire était en-dessous de la réalité.

Sans vouloir entrer ici dans les détails de sa vie privée, il faut pourtant convenir de la dissolution de ses moeurs. [...  J]e doute qu'aucune femme consentît à souiller sa plume par le récit d'erreurs si multipliées. Par pudeur pour notre sexe, il est des sujets sur lesquels nous devons ne pas nous appesantir.

Mme Leclerc laissait prendre un extrême empire à ses favoris, et mettait une sorte de gloire à déclarer publiquement son choix. Tant que la préférence qu'elle accordait durait, l'homme qui en était l'objet pouvait exiger d'elle les choses les plus extravagantes; mais aussi elle poursuivait avec acharnement ceux qui avaient le malheur de n'être plus aimés, ou se lassaient d'être ainsi en butte à l'envie des autres hommes et à la colère de Napoléon, qui voyait avec un profond chagrin le scandale qu'occasionnait une telle légèreté. 

Madame Leclerc was without question the most beautiful person I have ever seen. Jealousy, envy, so keen to discover defects in what is generally admired, could never succeed in finding the slightest imperfection in this delightful face, to which was joined the most elegant, the most perfect figure, and the most seductive grace. Criticizing her exterior appearance was absolutely impossible; either one had to remain silent, or one had to join in the praises to which this incomparable beauty gave rise everywhere. Fortunately for wicked women who deplore the success of others, they could revile the mind, the character and the conduct of Madame Leclerc.

Devoid as she was of any instruction, her conversation was as trivial, as dull as her face was pretty. Speaking only of dress, the primary concern of her life, she could not tolerate anything else would be talked about in her company. To please her, one had to be interested only in hats, dresses, etc.; if one dared to talk about music, painting, history, she would take umbrage, because, not understanding anything that was being said, she was forced to go and sulk in a corner, so as not to show all of her inadequacy. At least that's how she was when I saw her ordinarily. Having since become Princess Borghese, having dwelt in this beautiful Italy, where it seems that it is enough to breathe to acquire a taste for the arts, perhaps she has gained acquired some insight into what she then was ignorant; I report only what I witnessed, and what was still possible to say out loud. Later, flattery carried to the lowest adulation found the means to convince people that a sister of the great Napoleon was of necessity a perfect woman in every way; but at the time of which I speak, enthusiastic praise about her was limited to her limited to her admirable appearance. This praise was justified: all that one could say about it was beneath the truth.

Without wanting to discuss here the details of her private life, there is widespread agreement on her dissolute morals. [...] I do not believe that any woman would consent to sully her pen with the account of so many errors. For the sake of our modesty, there are subjects on which we women must not dwell.

Madame Leclerc allowed her lovers to exercise extreme influence over her, and took a kind of pride in publicly displaying her favours. As long as the privilege she granted lasted, the man who was its object could put the most extravagant demands on her; but then she relentlessly persecuted those who had had the misfortune to lose her affections, or who became weary of being the prey to other men's envy and to Napoleon's wrath, who was deeply distressed by the scandals such frivolity caused.

My original text is from Mémoires sur l’impératrice Joséphine, published in 2004 by Mercure de France, pp 256-258; this is slightly different from the 1863 edition found on Gallica:

https://gallica.bnf.fr/ark:/12148/bpt6k6310101z/f80.item.r=georgette%20ducrest, pp. 73-74

[chr0mematic]

Twice Concert Anecdotes

Writing a bunch of stuff that happened at the Twice concert yesterday to get it out of my system. How could I not?

Before the show even started, people began cheering at random moments and it threw me off every time.

While introducing themselves, Chaeyoung said “let’s fun tonight!” lol...I get it though, english is hard.

Jeongyeon got a lot of support from fans! For those unaware, she’s known for taking hiatuses due to her anxiety. Everybody cheered extra loud for her, even if she was just like. Standing there. She seemed a little nervous at the beginning but she really looked more comfortable at the end of the concert. 

Jihyo said that earlier (before they arrived) she saw a fan filming a dance cover of I Can’t Stop Me, and then she and Sana spotted that same fan at the concert! How cool is that!

During their speech interlude, SANA of all people was talking about how Mina hasn’t been to New York in over 3 years and how they were so excited for her. When it was Mina’s time to talk, she had little to say at that point lmao

Tzuyu said she was a quiet person and I bursted out “she’s just like me fr” without thinking

According to my friend, Jeongyeon tapped Jihyo’s butt at one point? Not sure how true that is because I feel like that would be all over Twitter, but it might’ve happened? I personally didn’t catch it.

All the girls were playing with the confetti on stage! They threw some at fans, Jeongyeon made a snow angel, and they even tried burying Momo in the stuff!

i was in the same room as park jihyo what the FUCK

While they were spinning the encore wheel, everybody wanted them to perform Rollin’ (including myself). They even said they would play it if the wheel landed on a song they previously played, we were that desperate. They didn’t play Rollin’...but we got to hear their debut song instead!

Throughout the whole concert, people would randomly start chanting “OH OH OH OH” as if they were at a football game or whatever. I think it got to Twice because Jihyo did it back to us right at the end lol.

Dahyun tried to get us to do this but she just kept going “ah ah” instead. Should’ve done what Sana did previously, lel.

While Twice aren’t one of my top artists, I think they were a good pick for a first concert. They’re super sweet and entertaining. Wouldn’t be opposed to seeing them again. :D

[pokeexehasstoppedworking]

Love Doesn’t Do Encores Ch8 Battle Gym Leader Milo

(I have read somewhere sheep love dandelions so Im applying that fact to wooloos. I would also like to note that all side quests shall also be considered a part of the story.)

It would be nice to wake up without pain in your neck, sides, or back wouldn't it? That's what you wished you could do as you were shaken yet again the very next morning by someone. The four of you had decided to set up camp in the nearby camping grounds near the stadium since the day was starting to come too a close and you still weren't used to not sleeping on anything between you and the ground besides the thin floor of the tent and had fallen asleep feeling the hard ground beneath you and it must've taken you at least a good three hours before you had fallen asleep that night. Your sobble softly snoring sleeping on your head. And this morning was just like the rest when you woke up with a slight pain in your neck and back, popping them as you stretched. And with what happened yesterday you must've looked a sight-

"You look like you haven't slept in a month." Yep. It was Gloria decked out in her white gym uniform again ready to take on the day and battle ....or so it seemed.

You yawned and rubbed at your neck. Giving a groan as you already felt your sobble climbing on your back to reach it favorite riding spot and you gave him a look when he flopped half of himself over your shoulder. You were starting to see a pattern with this little guy liking to hitch a ride instead of walking himself.....Hm. Well if he was gonna stick with you for a while maybe you should give him a name? But right now you were more concerned with how much you were yawning. "Haha. I wonder why."

"Is she up?" Victor's head appeared in the opening of the tent next to his twin's and rose a brow at you blinking at the sunlight. "Oh...Wow you weren't wrong? Real case of bed head there, Y/n."

"Glad to know I can scare off Prince Charming," you sarcastically stated, "Although I wasn't expecting any kissing from any royalty anyhow."

Gloria snorted and Victor quickly held up his hands. "WHA- I-I didn't mean to be rude I swear it's just-"

"Ah. It's fine." You cut him off moving to grab your lumpy backpack/pillow at this point and made to crawl out of the tent. "Im always like this in the morning anyways. All I need is a quick hair brush and Im fine. ...What time is it?"

"Pretty early in the morning. We can all head on over to the stadium if you want but we'll still have to wait. Milo's still battling someone at the moment."

It must've been one of the trainers from before you guessed as you completely crawled out reaching up to straighten your hair out in an attempt to look presentable from a night of little sleep. "I guess he's still busy today. Kinda makes me wanna rethink my whole business liscence schtick if this means I'm gonna run a business like that."

"Business stick?"

"...Nevermind. Help me put away the tents then we can head on over to the gym ok?"

The four of you scrambled to put the tents away as you fumbled to get yourself looking half way decent. You doubted anyone would pay too much attention to you being only one random person sitting in the crowd of possibly hundreds of more people...That reminds you. You looked over your shoulder at Gloria who was currently in a pretty deep conversation with her twin whil Hop (tried to-) wrestle the tent down into it's more compact form. Victor mentioned she had stage fright. Not as bad as before stage fright, but still stage fright. He mentioned she had gotten A lot better but it seemed there was still some left since you could still remember her stiff smile and the way Hop had assurringly held his friend's hand out on the field there, which was real sweet of him. You could definately tell he was related to Leon. But it won't be the same here. It's not like you or anyone else would be there to encourage her while on field. The best any of you could do was cheer her on from the stage. Guess the two of you would have to roll with the punches as they were about to hit you. It didn't take too long to pack everything away, and you had helped Hop with his struggling battle to put the tent away. As soon as it was tightly packed away and placed onto Hop's back, you turned ready to journey to the stadium-

"Hey." Gloria's voice stopped you mid step as she pointed back up the way from the stadium. "Before we head on out I need to buy me some dandelions."

You gave her a look like she was crazy. "Dandelions? What would you buy dandelions right now for?"

"Milo's still busy right? Then we have time to get some before we go!"

You had zero idea what in the world Gloria would want with dandelions especially before her first gym battle, but you agreed since it meant you'd have some more time to straighten your hair out. So you agreed and she proceeded to buy dandelions at the florist shope. Stuffing them into her white uniform's pants pocket. She had bought a good amount and you wondered what in the world they were for. A gift for Milo perhaps? By the time the four of you made it back down to the GIGANTIC stadium. Her brother turning to her as you three stopped by to part ways. From here you could hear the cheering from the hundreds of people within and briefly wondered for a moment exactly where all these people came from. Certainly not this small town unless they traveled to see the matches. Which seemed more likely.

"Don't forget to show them your League Card to get in," Victor reminded her.

"I know."

"And stay calm."

"I know."

"Have a clear head and think things through alright."

"I KNOW!! Vic I'll be fine! You guys should get seats and watch me kick some butt!"

You heard him groan and shake his head. "Just....Don't forget what we talked about earlier alright?"

She nodded her head before giving him a smile and turned on her heel to trot on over to the front doors, which was guarded by more of those security people from the first stadium. Hop caught your attention when he nodded his head towards the stadium and you agreed following him as he turned to walk towards around the far side of the stadium with Victor hurrying to following behind. The three of you walked around until you came to two large double doors with stairs leading up and up into the stadium and you followed them screams and cheers becoming more and more promanant until you exited through the top and found yourselves high up and in side the stands....Huh. There wasn't as many people as you thought there would be. There was still a lot of people filling the seats around you but there was considerably less than at he opening Ceremony. There was still a good chunk of empty seats scattered about even with the large crowds. Surrounding the field was hundreds of seats with spectators cheering loudly and chattering likely excited for the next battle with Milo but said Gym Leader was no where to be seen on the field. Your guess was that he was taking a small break before the next battle to be had. You still followed behind them as they walked down the steps(thank GOODNESS that it wasn't as loud as the other stadium. You didn't think you could take that loud of a racket again.) and the lot of you were able to be seated a lot closer to the field this time thanks to the variety of open seats. As the three of you sat down the cheers of the crowd soon turned into loud but managable to your ears murmurs. Your sobble had taken to pushing itself up half on your head to look around interested but you reached up to take him into your lap instead. Neck still stiff from your awkward sleeping position.

It was then you noticed there was no one on the grassy fields below. "Hey. Where is everyone?"

"Gloria must be going through the challenge right now," Victor said it was easier to talk to him now than at the Opening Ceremony. "It took Hop about twenty five minutes to make it through so we'll have to wait and see what happens."

"It wasn't too hard," Hop commented crossing his arms, "In Postwick it's practically a need to know skill how to herd wooloo. A right of passage if you will. That challenge was practically begging me to solve it!"

That's right. Hop and the twins were born and raised amongst these pokemon. This should be fairly easy for them you thought. Or more likely hoped.

"Is this being broadcasted on TV as well?"

"No. Only the Entrance Ceremony and the Champion Matches at the end of the year will be. All the battles at the stadiums are recorded though, but they're uploaded to the Gym Challenge League's official Poketube website. So Mom would still be able to watch us if she wanted too. It helps with the pacing of TV channels and networks and makes it more convienet for anyone watching."

Ah. That makes sense. Guess you just had to wai- ....You blinked and squinted your eyes towards the field and pointed. "Hey. Who's that?"

Both boys looked towards the stadium's giant TV and Hop answered. "Oh. That's Dan. He's the gym's referee here, but he doesn't usually step out on field unless the battle's about to begin."

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!! THE BATTLE BETWEEN GYM LEADER MILO AND GYM CHALLENGER GLORIA SHALL BEGIN!!"

All three of you looked rather surprised at what was just said by the blonde man before Hop said what the three of you were thinking. "WHAT?! Already?! How could she have finished the challenge that fast!? It's barely been ten minutes."

You weren't sure yourself but were distracted by the sudden amount of cheers from the crowd as two more figures stepped onto the field. From the far left came Milo, the same man who worriedly apologised for letting his wooloo knock you over and from the right came Gloria..but she looked a bit different. Unlike last time, instead of stiff her movements were fast, jogging her way to the middle keeping her eyes slightly downward as the cameras caught her image and placed them on the screen for everyone to see. The two of them met somewhere in the middle of the field by Dan and although you could see their lips moving as they exchanged a few words you couldn't hear anything. You had guessed you wouldn't unless they had microphones to speak into. Before long the two bowed to each other before turning on their heels and walking away from one another. The flash of Victor's camera making you blink as he proceeded to capture his sister's first real battle of the league. Hop watching with a set determined face. The referee taking a few steps back himself, most likely not wanting to get caught in the crossfires.

"Here we go."

In one fluid motion with a cheer from the crowd, Milo threw a ball out and in a flash of light out came a gossifluer. Gloria mimicked the motion with her own pokeball and to your light surprise it wasn't a scorbunny. It was a corvisquire. The crow bird like pokemon gave a loud caw as it fluttered there awaiting orders. You didn't remember her catching that pokemon. Must've been one of the new ones she managed to capture back before you left Motostoke.

"BATTLE BEGIN!!"

Immediately Milo pointed and his lips moved in yelling in order. Immediately his gossifluer responded by a wind blowing around itself and suddenly leaves danced around it it a tiny tornado before being flung forward towards the bird pokemon. Razor Leaf move perhaps? Gloria's small form (or big form on the giant tv depending on which one you were watching) pointed back and barked something and like a blurred shadow the bird thing shot forward, dodging the leaves thrown at it, and like a seagal plucking a fish from the sea, the tiny gossifluer was quickly snatched up into the claws of the crow thing. You could only watch in worry for the poor thing as the corvisquire flew up, up, up until it would've been considered out of bounds of the gym. Before plummeting like a rock down below. THEY'RE GONNA crash!! Was the first thing in your mind as they went and just at the right moment the pokemon snapped it's wings back up and easily managed to fly away unhurt. A sigh of relief escaped you. Thank goodness....Only...it no longer had the gossifluer in it's claws. Your hold on your sobble increased making it give you a confused chirp, as your f/c eyes instantly went to the part of the field it would've crashed into. Only to catch the part glimpse of a light going back into the pokeball in Milo's hand. That could've only meant that Gloria managed to one hit K.O. the poor pokemon. That didn't sound right, unless the corvisquire she caught was pretty strong or-...Oh no. It couldn't be that- No time to wonder on that now as Milo sent out another pokemon who looked like a walking puffy dandelion. Eldegoss if you remembered right. While Gloria kept her corvisquire....before returning it. Guess she was changing it after all.

"ALL RIGHT!! DYNAMAX TIME!!"

You didn't have time to ask Hop what he meant. A bright red glow oozed out of the band Gloria wore upon her arm as she held her pokeball, it quickly was surrounded by the glowing energy before becoming bigger in her hands. She stumbled a bit seeming to have trouble with the added weight where you for sure thought she'd fall, before uprighting her self and turning around. With her teeth grit, Gloria raised the gigantic red pokeball above her head and tossed it. Your eyes followed it as it sored as high and far as she could- CRAP!! Your hands came up as an explosion of red appeared out of no where like multiply giant fireworks, followed by a whoosh of wind strong enough to push your body back and an UNGODLY giant cry in such high volume you could've sworn your ear drums could burst. There was a very loud chirp of panic and your eyes opened in a panic down to your shirt just as your sobble dove under it to escape the now......FREAKING. GIANT. BIRD THING!!! THAT THING WAS MASSIVE AS YOU STARED AT IT FLYING!! Thank god the stadium was built big enough for that thing to flap it's wings!! Speaking of which every flap sent a gust of wind flying from it, making Victor have to hold hit hat with one hand as he continued taking photos! Good gosh! No wonder your sobble was shaking against you! That'd thing give would give you nightmares too! A red circle of dynama clouds hung over the Corvisquire and it's black body now had a red shine to it. Looks as if Milo had decided to do it as well, because he did the same process of returning his own pokemon and adding the same red energy from his dynamax band. Giving the precious red pokeball a few pats with a smile before turning around and with one arm chucked it into the air behind him. Once again you had to shield your eyes from the bright explosion of red as the giant eldegoss made it's appearance with a slam down on the field that disleveled the ground and shook the stadium from under you. In an instant Gloria pointed towards the dynamaxed grass pokemon and must've given some kind of order you couldn't hear. Because it was at that very moment what you could only describe as a giant whirlwind of a tornado whipped from the corvisquire and straight for the eldegoss in a dead hit. That's right. Dynamaxing was a cool thing, but neither pokemon could dodge each other's attacks they were too big. Dynamaxing was a test of brute will to see how much you could hold out. And you were pretty sure Gloria had the upper hand but not because you thought she was super strong. The high winds made the three of you clutch your seats as it hit the eldegoss head on. If your hair wasnt a mess before it was now. Once the winds (other than the powerful breezes from the bird's wings) died down, you nearly choked seeing Gloria's form on her hands and knees clutching the grass to not be blown from the dirt. HOW WAS MILO STILL STANDING!? With a shriek of it's own the eldegoss leaned it's large head forward and you were surprised when three large green seeds fired off from it's head and landed with giant thuds under the bird's feet. Thank goodness Gloria was already ducking. What sprouted forth was GIGANTIC green mushrooms and grass surrounding it, then it exploded in a giant flash of green light. Giant glowing petals made of energy shooting everywhere before disintergrating into thin air. Green waves of energy washing over the crowds as the bird gave off a giant eagle cry of it's own but still flying in tack. ...That was one tough chicken!

"Eldegoss's Dynamax Move!! Awesome isn't it!?"

You couldn't answer. Another giant eagle cry pierced the air making your ear hurt and two black jet streams poured from it's wings. You watched in horror and shock as the dark jetstreams encircled the poor grass pokemon. Encasing it with a dome of black before exploding in a blast of black. The eldegoss crying out in pain as is tilted towards the ground- OMG! That thing was gonna crush Milo!! The eldegoss went out in an explosion that sent dirt clouds flying up everywhere as it timbered glowing brightly through the dust clouds as it magically shrank down winthin it's own mess. You all watched with baited breath as the clouds spread out and covered the famous gym leader as well, Gloria's bird pokemon glowing a bright reddish color before beginning to shrink down until it was back to it's normal size. It's normal size being about as big as Gloria herself (which was still pretty big but when again you remembered how big corviknight are supposed to get), and perched back onto the ground right next to it's trainer who was staring from her kneeled position as the dust literally settled. At least the giant gusts of wind weren't pushing you against the seats anymore. Maybe you should suggest to Leon to install seat belts on these stands. As the dust finally settled with great relief you saw Milo, unhurt and waving his big sunhat to shoo the dust away. Behind him was a giant crater in the ground and disheveled land. All that was left behind from the battle that had taken place.

"THE BATTLE IS OVER!! VICTORY GOES TO GYM CHALLENGER GLORIA!!"

The absolute UPROAR of the crowd's cheers along with Hop standing up to shout his own cheers to his rival/friend and another flash from Victor's camera signaled him capturing the shocked look on his sister's face just standing there looking around herself....Before you saw the brightest smile Gloria's ever given on her face and hugged her corvisquire making the poor pokemon wobble on it's feet as Milo placed the hat back on his head. The gym leader took a moment to look behind him at the disheveled field and big crater in the ground before looking back to the teenager and approuching her. Gloria seemed to notice because she stopped hugging her pokemon to face Milo with wide eyes as he approuched her. The two exchanged words for a moment before Milo held out his hand in a fist with a smile. Wide eyed she took a moment to stare at it before slowly holding out her own hands and he dropped something into the palm of her hands. Wide eyed and staring straight at it, it only took her a few moment for her to hop about excitedly and hold up the small thing in her hands. The cameras zoomed in enough for you to see that she was holding the same badge Hop had showed you the other day on the TV. She did it!? Her first badge! One more step on your way home! ...At Least you hoped. In the end the two of them shook hands and soon after excited the field as the three of you exited the stands, you taking your sobble and putting him on your shoulder again. The poor shaking pokemon calming quickly noticing there wasn't anymore giant pokemon. Hm. You might have to put him in your backpack from now on if he was gonna react all scared and hide like this. By the time the three of you excited the stands Gloria was already waiting outside the doors she went in. Smiling and bounding over towards you waving the badge around in her hand.

"LOOK AT THIS!!," she yelled excitedly shoving the badge in your faces the bronze-gold shining in the sunlight. "On my first try too! I told you I could do it!"

"You must've took my advice then."

You gave Victor a curious look. "Advice?"

He nodded. "Yeah. We used to play VR battles when we were younger as practice since we didn't have any pokemon. I suggested she pretended it was like the game and try her best."

Oh. Well that worked out pretty well for her anyways. Hopefully it'll work for the next battle as well, but you were a bit concerned that Gloria(and Hop-) only won because Milo and his pokemon was overwhelmed and tired by the onslot of trainers coming so early. But you were reluctant to say so. Not only because you didn't want to disturb the progress of the game's story more than you might have already did just by being here, and because you didn't want to hurt either of their feelings. Weighing your options, you decided that not mentioning it was the better choice for now.

"Congrats! I knew you could do it!," you complimented as she smiled wider.

"Thanks! I guess Hop and I must be on the same battling skill level then!"

"HECK YEAH! Wouldn't expect anything less from the greatest trainers to come out of Postwick!" You chuckled at him. "Oh by the way. What'd you do with all those dandelions you bought? Did you give 'em to Milo or something?"

A sly smile spread across her face. "Nope! I'm surprised you didn't remember."

He rose a brow. "Remember what?"

"Expert on wooloo huh?" She shook her head. "Wooloo love eating dandelions! That's why you barely find any of those flowers where wooloo graze or on farms in general. The objective was to get the wooloo to knock over the hay bails right? What better way than to get them to chase after you with their favorite food?"

Wow. That was actually a really smart idea you had to admit. Growing up in a farming community must really pay off. Hop's jaw practically fell open with this new revolution and his hands hands came up to grip his head. "AW MAN!! Why didn't I think of that!? I got my own wooloo for crying out loud!"

"Hey. It's ok. You're still smarter than me when it comes to science and research. You'd be a pretty good scientist too!"

"Science? Really?"

Hop nodded with a sigh. "Yeah. But it's more of a hobby, I just find learning stuff interesting y'know. But my main goal is to become the next Galar Champion!!"

"Not if I beat you to it!"

"Bring it on, Glory!

"Speaking of becoming champion," you interrupted the two, "Have you guys figured out which person you're gonna battle next?"

Both of them paused before looking at each other and Hop shrugged. "Well, there's really no particular order you have to have to battle in so I can pick anyone I want to battle next. It really doesn't matter as long as you get the eight badges for your Badge Circle...." She looked at you. "But Mr. Milo suggested I should go battle Nessa instead. He said she might be a good challenge for me."

"Nessa? Isn't she that model lady you showed me before?" She nodded.

"No way! That's where we were headed too!" Hop smiled. "This is a great chance to do a bit of traveling together!"

"Hey that sounds like a great idea! But first I want to check out this Turrfield treasure."

You all looked at her confused. "Turrfield treasure?"

She nodded. "I heard from a kid that there's supposed to be some kind 'o treasure around here. I think I figured out the riddle since then and I wanna go check it out before we leave."

"What kind of riddle?"

She made a thinking face. "Uh...Hang on a sec. What did she say how'd it go again? Some treasure lies in Turffield and the way to find it is with the standing stones and a riddle."

"Standing stones?"

"She means the ruins around Turffield," Victor answered you seeing the confusion on your face. "Some people call them 'Standing Stones' since most of them stand upright with their strange carvings."

"Seek the standing stones with Grass before the other ones," Gloria recited, "Use well that strength and find then the strength of it's strength in the end. Dally not if you've a mind to find what time has left behind...I don't know what it means tho."

"I do! It's about Pokemon types duh."

The three of you looked at Hop. "How did you solve that mystery?"

His answer was to point upwards towards the small florist and gift shop. "You remember the gift shop up there we were in?" You nodded confused. "They have this brochure in there with info on the Geoglyph and Standing Stones. I got curious after what Glory said about the thing and had a lil peek. It turns out one of the older standing stones has symbols that spell the word 'Grass' on it. And then there's two other's with 'Water' and 'Fire' cut into 'em too. It's like the three pokemon types. Grass types are usually stronger than water types but water types are usually stronger than fire types. And Fire Types are usually stronger than Grass types. It's a whole cycle of advantage type strengths."

You all were completely floored with such a logical and smart answer to come out of the teen but Gloria seemed the most impressed when she suddenly grabbed onto his hands making the poor boy freeze. "NO! WAY!! Oh my eevee! That makes so much sense! Hop you're a genius!!"

....He blinked a pink hue coming to his cheeks. "I-...I-I am?"

"YES!," she insisted eyes wide, "Who else would've been smart enough to figure out that riddle in one day!? And make the connection with pokemon advantages!" She gave him a tug and he stumbled a bit as she pulled his hands. "C'mon! We gotta go check 'em out! You know where they are right?"

"Wha- GLORIA!! What about our travel plans!?," Victor shouted after her gesturing towards a road that if you looked, was the way out of town.

She waved him off tugging Hop quickly down a different path back towards the Geoglyph. "It's just a quick look see! We'll meet you guys at the Pokemon Nusery on Route Five!!"

"GLORIA WAIT!!.....UGH!!" Victor facepalmed himself with a groan as he stood there and you blinked. "This is why I'm glad she has a traveling buddy." He looked back up at their disappearing forms with a scowl. "She gets one idea in her head there's nothing stopping her from getting it! Then she just rushes off into it without a second thought."

"Then I take it she didn't tell you about tresspassing on the Chairman's mine shafts."

"She did WHAT?!"

"Uh...Nevermind," you deflected pointing down the road. "Should we uh...Go wait for them?" In the end Victor huffed, shook his head, and turned on his heel to begin walking down the road. So you took that as a yes and made to follow him. "So....Where's the way to this Nessa person?"

Victor took a minute to respond with a sigh. "I'm not too sure. I know it's all the way on the other side of Galar in a coastal town called Hulbary. So it's safe to say it'll take some time if they insists on battling her gym next. Let me check my map." You watched and walked beside him patiently as Victor reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Turning on to where the screen lit up and then spoke. "Hey Rotom. How long would it take to travel from the town of Turffield to the town of Halbury?"

Now you know you shouldn't have been surprised considering all phones had a rotom pokemon in it acting as this world's version of 'Hey Google' but you still blinked at the almost robotic voice answering him back. "ZZZZT. Follow on Route 5 to your destination. By Flying Taxi it would take approximately a week. By foot near a month."

"A WHAT!?"

He gave you a look. "Flying is a lot faster than walking, and Halbury's all the way across Galar from here. Of course it would take that long to travel by foot." Oh...right. Not a game. R.I.P your poor feet and the many night of awkward sleeping positions to come. He looked back to his phone messing with something on the screen a few times. "...According to this, Route Five starts once we pass the Pokemon Center and cross Turrfield Bridge. From there it's a straight course right across country to the east coast. It might take a while but it's the most convenient one for all of us."

"Isn't there a train or those taxi things?" Even if you REALY didn't want to try using those birdbrain powered taxi's you didn't like the sound of you walking across country for about a month either.

"Even if we got a taxi you heard Rotom. It'd take like a whole week of flying. And the corviknights need time to rest and eat and sleep too. They're living things just like us. Even cars, trains, and planes need to stop and need time to tune up and refill on gas don't they? And besides there's no train stations or Flying Stations set up in Turffield. If you want a train you'd have to travel back to Motostoke which is half a week, or you'd have to call a taxi from there to pick you up. Besides Gloria has a whole year to complete this task. One month out of eleven more isn't going to hurt anyone."

Except your feet and sleeping abilities but you couldn't argue. He was right. You traveled for four days and waited five for Gloria to get her first badge. You could do it again but longer. As the two of you walked down the road, the town began to fade away a bit behind you as you two traveled down the road. You both were just crossing over a small hill when you noticed a small cabin like building with a sign above his door reading: Turffield Pokemon Nursery. That must've been it! It looked as cozy as it did cute. And a little bit a ways from it was a bridge. That must've been the Turffield Bridge Victor spoke of earlier. Maybe you two should wait for the other two inside? It was pretty sunny out and you've been in the sunlight for a while. As you two walked towards the building, some movement near the bridge caught your eye and your eyes turned towards said movement. And your vision was filled with blurs of black and red and your hearing clogged with yelling. Your hand instinctively coming out to grab Victor's shoulder. The teen stopped from the tug on his shoulder a few yards away from the Pokemon Nursery before giving you a confused look as you stared. He followed your gaze just as what was happening finally registered in your head. It was those goons again! The weird ones that looked like they just stepped out of some kind of rock concert! The same ones from the hotel back in Motostoke! Why were they here tho? Two men who looked about your height a bit taller, were standing there on the bridge just as it connected with the road and backed against a part of the bridge was another man who looked all dressed up to be a doctor. Blue jumpsuit and a mask over half his face as he held up his hands to the men. Now yelling could be heard.

"OI! Just hand over that bike already!," One of them shouted pushing the smaller man's shoulder once, "We need it to cross this long bridge!"

"N-N-No!" The doctor man stammered out backing further against the wall of the bridge. "I-I bought this with my own hard earned money f-f-fair and square! What would two blokes like you even do with it!?"

"We're gonna use that bike ta chase around Gym Challengers! It'll be a scream!," the other said before cackling out with laughter.

"WHAT!? N-NO WAY!! I-Im not letting you two meatheads use my bike to chase around innocent children!"

"...Victor?"

"Yeah I see it." He peered around you brow raised looking at the scene before you two. ''Who the heck are those guys?"

You didn't answer, just stared as the two brutes jabbed the man again demanding his bike (or lack there of as you couldn't see one-) be handed over to them. How mean! But what really caught your attention was mentioning chasing around gym challengers. Now you couldn't remember if anything like this had happened in game but chasing around innocent kids for whatever reason just didn't settle right on your gut. There was two kids with you that were challengers and one could easily mistake Victor for one if you weren't careful.

"....You stay here." To reiterate your point you pulled Victor to the side of the road and firmly planted him there. He blinked and opened his mouth- !? He blinked again once you shoved your backpack into his arms and began walking. Your sobble giving a small chirp of surprise with the sudden movements. "Hold this."

"Wha- H-HEY! Y/N! What're ya doin'!?"

"C'mon old man! Give us the darn bike and we'll leave ya alone! You can get another one!"

The man scowled up at them. "T-Then why dont the two of you BUY one!?"

"Money's tight man! Just give it to us!"

"HEY UGLY!!" Dust sprayed everywhere or at least over one of them. As the three men turned to the sound of a woman's voice only for one of the weird rockstar wannabes to receive a splat of dirt picked up from the road to hit him square in the face and have the rest of it cover his front body. The man sputter/screamed out and hands immediately went to wipe at his face. Luckily none got in his eyes so no pain, but that didn't stop the annoyance. Especially since when he looked back up there was a girl standing there hands on her hips and sobble half hiding behind her head as she point. You gave them the angriest scowl you could muster. "You two KISS lookin' airheads leave that poor man alone! He already said no so beat it before I make you!!"

Behind you Victor's jaw dropped and the two goons seemed to be at a loss for words for a moment. Looking between the two of them confused before scowling and looking back to you. Crap. These two were both at least a good foot or two taller than you were. You hadn't really thought ahead but no turning back now.

"Oi! Girly, why don't ya mind your own business?"

"Yeah! This doesn't concern you!" They said leaning over you. Unknownt to anyone your sobble was starting to get a bit teary eyed at the two above him.

"It IS my concern if you're going around hassling innocent people! What'd the guy do to you two?! Back off and leave him alone before I call Officer Jenny on your arses!" Really you didn't know if this region had an Officer Jenny, but it seemed to work as their scowled wavered a bit.

"Whatcha gonna have us arrested for!? We haven't done any crimes yet!"

"Yeah yet! And what about you two planning on scaring everyone you see?"

"Last chance Girly!" One poked your shoulder as if to intimidate you. "Mind your own busines-"

"WWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

The three of you were interrupted by a loud almost baby like wail as you immediately cringed from it being from directly next to your head. You hissed hands coming to cover your eyes in a panic feeling tears start to sting from them. Was the pain of the yelling so loud you started crying?! If you could've seen past your furious wiping and tears you would've noticed the other men starting to cry as well, face paint starting to run down their faces.

"AAA!! M-Man what's goin' on!?", one shouted to his companion.

"I-...I D-DONT KNOW!! LET'S JUST GET OUT OF HERE OK!?"

They fled. Bumping into you and knocking you over in the process. You yelped as you fell to your butt on the dirt road and your sobble let out a choked hiccup as it was jostled from your head and onto the grassy ground in the men's haste to escape. Well...the baby cry was gone at least, but there was still a few hiccups from behind you as you hissed and used your sleeve to furiously wipe at your stinging eyes. WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT ALL ABOUT!?

"OMG! Y/N! ARE YOU ALRIGHT!? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!?"

"Here young lady. Turn your head up." You blinked crying to see past the stinging of your tear soaked eyes and someone gently grabbed your jaw. A Second later a wet cloth was wiping at your eyes. Almost instant relief came from your sore red eyes as someone wiped at them. "There we go. Lucky for you I always have a Sobble Tear Cloth handy on me due to how sensitive the little ones can be." Once you got enough clear vision you could see the faces of Victor and the doctor man who were both kneeled next to your fallen body. "There now. How do you feel?"

".....Peachy,'' you mumbled shaking your head from his grip. "What was that?"

"Your sobble crying. When sobbles cry it's like someone chops a hundred onions near you. It's a defense mechanism that's highly affective as you can see. The effects take a while to wear off but luckily for you I happen to be an expert on these kids of things." Grabbing your arm the man carefully helped you on your feet and smiled behind the mask. "Thank you kindly for the help. But you didn't have to, Im sure they would've left sooner or later."

You waved a hand sniffing as said sobble began to immediately start climbing up your pants leg again. Combined with your wooloo bowling trip, you must've really looked a sight. "It's fine. Can't be worse than being knocked over by a wooloo. Are you alright, Mister?"

He nodded. "Yes. Thanks to you. Here. Let's get you to the Nursery. There's some eye drops in my office that might help you further. I work there as one of the nurses with the caretaker and her assistant."

You nodded and with the urge to wipe at your eyes the Docter and Victor helped you stumble walked your way towards the Nursery, your sobble continuing to climb up your body with little difficulty as it reached your shoulder. You felt it touch your cheek and give a small chirp but at the moment you paid it no mind trying not to fall over.

"Hey, Vick-...Oh wow. What happened? Was Y/n crying or something?"

Oh great. Well at least they finally showed up.

"Ill tell you later. Opening the door over there and let's get her inside."

The next thing you knew you were inside a cozy looking house and was given eye drops. It took a few minutes for you to go back to normal and the redness around your eyes to subside. But by the time it did you were feeling way better and sitting on a green couch. One hand petting your sobble who happily accepted the affection with a smile. Hop and Gloria had returned from their small search a little bit after you had managed to chase those men off, and they happily explained their trip from standing stone to standing stone...But unfortunately didn't find anything other than an old ten dollar bill that someone most likely accidentally dropped while visiting them. And Victor got to scold you about just walking up to strangers like that. Weren't you the grown up here? Glad to know everyone was ok tho. The elderly lady at the center had offered the four of you tea as thanks for helping to rescue their nurse and Gloria excused herself to check out the Center's Free Pokeboxes in their own rotomi stations. When you asked about it Hop was happy to explain.

"Oh. Free Pokeboxes are basically boxes from people's rotomi boxes. Usually Nurseries and Centers get a whole lot of them if a pokemon's trainer passes away, or if they were donated or abandoned to the system. From there they're sorta put up for adoption or released back into the wild if no one claims them within a year or so.....Y'know I think Ill take a look too. I might just find a neat new partner." He got up to go join Gloria currently flipping through options on the rotomi leaving you with Victor sitting on the couch.

You sighed. "Man. Some day it's been huh? A riddle solved. A gym battle won. And now a nurse was saved."

"All thanks to you. But please maybe don't be so reckless next time. I was afraid something bad might've happened to you by what those brutes yelled running off."

"Oh? What'd they say?"

He hummed. "Um....I think....'You're too strong!" He tried to repeat in a failed attempt at a deep man voice. "If you stay in the Gym Challenge you're gonna cause problems for our lady! You haven't seen the last of us! We're gonna make sure you stay out of our lady's way!'..Or something like that."

Well that perked your interest. You stared at him. "Our lady?...Does that mean someone ordered them to go after Gym Challengers?"

He hummed a more worried look coming over him. "Could be. But I wouldn't know who or why. Who'd want to go after the Gym Challengers?"

That was a very good question. You wracked your brain for a moment. Was there any person in the game with a pack of goons? And was there any lady out to stop the gym challengers? Your memory turned up nothing as you sighed and sunk back into your seat on the couch as you did. Those goons were at the hotel and now here as well. That couldn't just be a coincidence could it? No...You had a feeling there was something linking those guys to whatever's about to happen to you. Too bad you didn't know. As you both silently sat there, another person walked in through the door and up to the counter but you paid them no mind even as Gloria approuched them.

Eventually you sighed. "I wouldn't know either it seems, but just in case I think we should all be keeping a really close eye out for anymore of those guys and let Leon know the first chance we get. As the saying goes better be safe than sorry."

"Couldn't agree more. Especially since this is concerning my friend and sister."

"What's concerning us?"

Oh that was Hop. You turned. "We wanted to tell you about-" You blinked coming face to face with a grumpy purple face in the arms of Gloria as she held the tiny pokemon clinging to her like a baby. ...You pointed. "Where did you get that?"

"My Toxel? The lady that just came in wanted to drop it off. Somethin' bout hatching it and not being the pokemon she wanted or some speel. I couldn't just let a cutie like this go into adoption or tossed out in the cruel wild after just being hatched." She held it up to her face as she smiled. "Look at how cute you are! Who'd wouldn't want acutie pie like you?" The baby toxel in her arms responded by reaching an arm out and grabbing her nose. Aw! Cute.

You shook you head with a smile before standing. Lifting an arm up with your sobble clinging to it to allow it to freely crawl back onto your shoulder before you stood up slinging your pack over your shoulders. "C'mon. I'll tell you as we walk. The sooner we start the sooner we can reach Halbury and our next step of this little adventure."

[ask-the-hoofbeats]

((Just got a job and that combined with school is kinda kicking my butt tbh. Here’s some doodles I don’t remember doing! Looks like I tried kinda smooshing my style and show style together. 

We’ve got Sunny Smiles (mod pone), Encore, and a really bad doodle of Steel and Mic! (I have no idea what I was aiming for with that one tbh)