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[qevillous]

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[lackuraphi]

Angel wings au)Chapter 2:Acceptance

The basement was a children's playground.

(⚠️Caution⚠️)

I used a translator

This is the Fan fiction

It’s different from the original

Pokemon doesn’t appear(Except for one)

All Trainers have angel wings

This AU includes discrimination

Content Warning:confinement

I am black angel. I have black wings. And angels hate me. I don't know why everyone hates me. It's just that my wings are black..

But there are angels who don't hate me. They really like me! I like those angels, too!

I hope other angels like me, too. —————————————

Ingo went to Emmet when he came back from school. Sometimes Elesa went to Emmet with him. And Emmet always greeted them with a smile.

"I'm here, Emmet!" "I came to play today, too. Emmet!" "I'm Emmet. Ingo! Elesa! Welcome!"

They played in the basement as a playground, and sometimes on busy days with homework, they gathered together to open books on the floor and study together.

Today was the day Ingo and Elesa were busy with homework. So while Ingo and Elesa were doing their homework, Emmet practiced writing next to them.

"Hey! I made some sentences!" "Really? Shall we take a look?" "I want to see it too!"

I am Emmet. I like Train. I like Ingo. I like Elesa too.

"BRAVO! Your writing has improved a lot since the first time!" "Wow! I can read your handwriting!" "Really? Did I do well?" "Sure! You did a great job Emmet!" "Emmet also practiced so much, so we have to hurry up and finish our homework!" "Of course we should, Elesa!" "Ingo! Elesa! Cheer up!"

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That evening, as Ingo's parents got closer to leaving work, Ingo and Elesa said a short goodbye to Emmet and hurried back up with their school bags.

"Ingo! We're here!" "Father. Mother. Welcome!" "Your friend is visiting today. Hi, Elesa?" "Hello!" "Do you want to eat with Elessa for dinner later?" "Yes! Of course! Thank you so much! My parents were so busy today that I couldn't have dinner at home!" "Really? Then you've come at the right time. Today's dinner menu is a big hamburger steak!" "And chocolate ice cream for dessert!" "What a SUPER BRAVO menu!" "Whoo hoo hoo~ I'll call you when I'm ready, so play in Ingo's room!" "Ok~!"

Ingo's parents also served meals to their guest, Elesa. And his parents put some of the dinner on a plate, put it on a tray with juice and dessert, and headed for the basement.

"Excuse me, ma'am. What are you doing?" "Oh, there's food left, so I'm taking it out!" "Then why are you going to the basement?" "Elesa, don't interfere in other people's personal affairs." "I see…"

Ingo's mother opened the door of the basement.

"Hmm? Is this..?"

And she found it in the basement, a toy train that Emmet had received from Ingo, which he had not yet hidden.

'Ingo? Where's your favorite toy train?' 'Uh, that's…I lost it!' 'When and where did you lose it?' 'Well… I'm sorry! I don't remember!' 'If you don't remember, I can't find it for you?' 'It's okay! I have many toy trains!' 'But it's the toy you loved..Are you sure you're okay?' 'Of course! Mother!'

Going down to the basement, Ingo's mother placed dinner and dessert on the floor and picked up the toy train on the floor.

'Is this Ingo's favorite toy train…? But why is it in the basement…? ……No way..!'

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That night, sending Elessa back to her house, Ingo's parents called Ingo with a serious face.

"Ingo. We need to talk to you for a moment." "Sorry Ingo, but this is a serious matter."

Ingo's mother showed Ingo a toy train. It was found in the basement at dinner.

"This…" "The toy train you said you lost was in the basement." "………." "Ingo. Why was this found in the basement?" "That's why…" "Did you secretly go down to the basement?" "….!"

Seeing Ingo's surprised look, Ingo's parents were sure, Ingo broke his rule and went down to the basement. Ingo's parents raised their voices even more.

"We've certainly told you many times not to go down to the basement…Why did you go down to the basement?" "……" "Ingo. Answer us. Why did you go down to the basement?"

Ingo answered in tears

"Why can't I go down..I went down because..I was curious.. Mother, father..I'm sorry… really..I'm sorry…" "Don't ever go down to the basement again!" "I'm sorry..I'm sorry…" "We have to lock the basement door now!" "…locking the basement?!" "To prevent you from going to the basement." "Stop! Don't do that! In the basement…!"

At that time, when the door opened from the basement, Emmet stretched out his arms in front of the crying Ingo and stopped the parents who were scolding him.

"I am Emmet! Ingo did nothing wrong! Don't scold Ingo!" "…Emmet..!"

Emmet opened the basement door on his own and went out.

"Emmet? But we didn't name you.." "Ingo gave me a name! So I am Emmet!" "…Ingo, did you name this kid?" "………yes" "…………….."

The parents looked at Ingo and Emmet for a long time in silence.

"Father? Mother?" "Huh..?"

And they hugged Ingo and Emmet.

"We've been thinking wrong all this time..Honey…" "That's right..Even the black wings are our precious son and Ingo's precious twin brother…" "What…? Emmet is my twin brother..?" "Ingo is my twin brother???" "I don't know where to start.."

Twin brothers were born in Anville Town. The twins have equally gray hair, unique side hair, and silver-gray shining eyes. The difference was that one was always blunt and the other was always smiling. The parents were delighted at the birth of the twin brothers, thinking they were blessed by God. Until they see the black wings on the back of the smiling baby… Parents couldn't hurt their newborn baby. So the parents hid the black-winged baby in the basement. And they have hidden the existence of the black angel they gave birth to. The people of Anville Town have also hidden the existence of a black angel. Even another son has hidden the existence of a black angel. The existence of such an unnamed black angel was forgotten in the basement.

But it's different now.

The parents also accepted the Black Angel as their family. Even though he has black wings, he is the precious son of his parents and Ingo's precious twin brother.

"Mom! Dad! and…Ingo!"

The unnamed young black angel whose existence has been forgotten is now part of a family named 'Emmet'.

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But the world is not yet ready to accept Emmet with black wings.

"Mom, why do you bandage my wings? It's verrrrry tight that it's frustrating and uncomfortable!" "It's because unlike us, other angels don't like you with black wings yet…" "……" "Instead, you can remove the bandage at home except when a visitor comes!" "Yay!"

[hqmillioncorn]

FFXIVWrite Day twenty-nine: Contravention

Pokemon! Gotta catch em Aldenard! AU belongs to @windupnamazu

It was a dark, and clear night. Cherrypit wandered away from the camp where his friends and sister slept. He had seen something scurry by and take one of Babycorn’s snacks. His sister really liked those snacks and he was gonna get it back or die trying! Cherrypit stopped just short of a large bush in front of him. There was a weird piece of cloth stuck on the bush, it was yellow and looked like a torn up shirt. “Weird!” Cherrypit grabbed the shirt and lifted it up, looking underneath it. “Woaaaaah! Creepy!!” What he saw under there cannot be described. “Mimi-!” A Mimikyu jumped from out of the bushes. It was still being grabbed by Cherrypit’s tiny hand and it didn’t get very far before it fell to the ground. Cherrypit was astonished. Here it was right in front of him. A pokemon that was the very same one his idol, Lunya Lanya had! “Pikachu!!”

Babycorn took note that something felt off ever since they all came back from Cherrypit’s second gym battle. She didn’t usually notice things like that so this just meant that something was really off. Whatever it was, she had a bad feeling about it. 

It had all started when famed Champion Lunya Lanya had decided to tag along and watch Cherrypit’s attempt to beat the gym leader, Wyrnzoen.

They had spotted her while walking around the city and Babycorn had recognized her almost immediately. It was fairly easy for her to spot Lunya from anywhere, after spending months staring at her face whenever she cooked a panini for breakfast. 

After Cherrypit spent a few moments asking for her autograph and gushing to Lunya about all the battles he’d seen her in, he asked her to go and watch him battle the gym leader they were heading to. To Babycorn’s surprise, Lunya agreed and followed the two of them.

On the way Lunya and Babycorn talked to each other and Babycorn told her all about how Cherrypit had classified himself as her biggest fan. Listing off all the merchandise that Cherrypit had bought with her name on it. 

Lunya found it flattering and kinda adorable.

Of course she did! Babycorn huffed, only fools would think that her brother isn’t adorable. 

Once the Gym battle was underway, Babycorn did what she had been doing since the start of their adventure. A stun spore here and a confusion there would be enough to give Cherrypit enough of the edge to win. 

What Babycorn failed to realize is how comfortable she was getting doing this. 

She wasn’t even putting in any thought that Lunya Lanya, a registered Pokemon champion, was sitting almost right next to her. Babycorn just figured that she would be too busy watching how cool Cherrypit was to pay any attention to little ol’ her cheating in the corner. 

Surely everything would work out alright. 

Then after Cherrypit won his second badge it looked like Babycorn had gotten away with it again. It wasn’t the first time she’s helped him so she had more practice than the first gym battle Cherrypit had. 

‘It’s still him doing most of the work! I’m just lending a helping hand!’ Was her excuse for helping him. Which she thought was pretty clever how she mixed in a pokemon move into her explanation. Hahaha she was soooo smart. 

After the gym battle Babycorn figured that Lunya would say her goodbyes and leave. It came as quite a shock that she wanted to follow them to their post-victory lunch. Babycorn warned her that it wasn’t anything too fancy, just a couple of sandwiches on a picnic blanket.

‘I want to be there to congratulate your brother! He did a good job today!’ 

Babycorn couldn’t have stopped Lunya even if she wanted to. Cherrypit let out a cheer and grabbed Lunya by the hand, practically dragging her all the way to where they were going to eat lunch. All the while telling her even more about all the battles he watched.

‘I saw when you became champion!! You and your pokemon are so coooooool! Oh hey! Ms.Lunya can you teach me how to be a champion just like you?!’

‘It’s not really something I can teach you, Cherry…’

All the while Babycorn couldn’t help shake this feeling that something was off.

That feeling finally came to a head when after setting up the picnic blanket, Lunya decided to make her move.

Lunya’s Pikachu, Ruruby jumped off her trainer’s shoulder and sparks flew from her cheeks. “Why don’t we have a little battle Cherry?” Lunya asked. It was one of the first things that Cherrypit had asked of her right before he decided to bombard her with a million other questions.  

“Really?!” Cherrypit looked absolutely thrilled.

While Babycorn looked a lot less so. “Really!?” Cherrypit had told her that he had wanted to battle Lunya one day but her brother still only had one pokemon and two gym badges. Babycorn believed in him with every fiber in her body but she still had to be realistic. There was no way he stood a chance against a CHAMPION.

“I’d love to!! Let’s go!!” Cherrypit bounced up and down in excitement. Tulip was just as excited as him and brimming with confidence. After all she had just single-handedly handled a gym, after that there wasn’t much she couldn’t do.

“Let’s do our best then!” Lunya smiled, her eyes moving slightly to look at Babycorn.

Babycorn nervously watched her brother as he called Tulip out to battle. 

Since Cherrypit only had one pokemon Lunya would only be using one pokemon too. That made Babycorn feel slightly better but that still didn’t mean that the type matchup was any better. According to her guide Cutiefly was a bug type, which meant it didn’t have any disadvantage against Pikachu’s electric typing but it certainly didn’t have an advantage either.

“Oh Cherryyyyy…” Babycorn nervously chewed on her nails as Tsareena sat down on the ground next to her. Letting Babycorn know that she was ready to make a move anytime Babycorn wanted her to.

Pikachu wasn’t a very heavy Pokemon but still, a grass knot from Tsareena would probably- 

There was a glimmer in Lunya’s eyes. Now was the time to strike. “Ruruby! Thunder wave!” Lunya pointed straight forward but Ruruby knew what she really meant. “Pika!” Ruruby shot a thunder wave right at Tulip, only for it to curve right at the last second. 

The thunder wave hit Tsareena and sent her down to the ground. It didn’t hurt her much or anything, Tsareena was just a huge drama queen. A little bit similar to her trainer. “Tsareena!?!” Babycorn shrieked. Tsareena was fine, just a little confused. And also a little paralyzed. 

Cherrypit was confused. “Bebe? What happened? Is Tsareena okay?” He hadn’t seen what had happened exactly, only that Tsareena had fallen over and his sister screamed something. He wasn’t quite sure if he should be worried or if Babycorn had seen a fish pokemon or something.

Lunya called Ruruby back and called over to Cherrypit. “Cherry? Is it alright if we continue our battle later? I need to talk to your sister about something!” She smiled and handed him a handful of berries, all of them for his Cutiefly. “Here! Why don’t you and Tulip go play for a little bit?”

Cherrypit happily took the berries and ran off to go play with Tulip. Throwing the berries at her for her to catch them in her very tiny arms. Which Tulip was very good at. 

After making sure that Cherrypit wasn’t paying attention Lunya walked over to where Babycorn was still frozen in shock. Lunya took out a paralyze heal and quickly cured Tsareena of her paralysis. “So, did you decide to use grass knot before or after you realized you missed stun spore?” 

Babycorn and her pokemon gulped, all of them looked for each other for guidance on what to do next. 

Both Lunya and Ruruby were glaring right through them, with a look that was more disappointed than mad. 

That was really scary.

What was even scarier is that they were finally caught.

At first Babycorn was terrified that Lunya would tell on them to like, the bosses of the Pokemon League or something. Since she was the former Champion and everything, surely she would be able to talk to them directly. Then they would take away the badges that Cherrypit had already earned and he would have to start all over!

And he would hate her forever!!!! 

“Do you have any idea how dumb an idea that was?!” Lunya scolded them, “Cherry could get in big trouble because of what you did!”

“UwauwaahAAAHH I SAID I WAS SORRYYYY!!!” Babycorn hid herself behind Tsareena who was just as equally as scared as she was. Except she was much bigger and was masking her absolute terror with her size and natural charisma. “I only did it a little bit of tiMES!!!” Babycorn pleaded.

Lunya was absolutely shocked. “You’ve done it more than once?!” 

“UHWAHUhwuahwuah!!!!!” Babycorn ran and hid behind Mr.Mime, who put up an invisible wall to protect him and Babycorn from whatever was going to happen next. 

“Okay.” Lunya took a deep breath. “I’m not going to tell anyone about this.” It looked like Cherrypit had no idea his sister was even doing this. So she wasn’t about to go and break his heart by telling him that most of his victories were won with cheating.

“Yay!”

“But-!”

“Oh here it comes…” Babycorn tried to hide further behind Mr.Mime. 

“If you ever cheat like that I promise I will not hesitate to tell Cherrypit about it.” 

“NOOOOO! DON’T DO THAT!!” That would be the single worst possible thing that could happen! Well, the second worst possible thing that could happen probably. After the whole, Pokemon League finding out and taking away Cherrypit’s badges thing. “He’ll be really sad…” 

Cherrypit being mad at her was one thing but it would break Babycorn’s heart if he ever found out he didn’t win any of those battles fair and square. “I meant to stop at some point but…I just got really worried. I didn’t want Cherrypit to lose and be sad!” 

Lunya sighed. It was pretty clear from the get-go that neither Babycorn or Cherrypit meant anything malicious from their cheating. But it was better for her to catch them then for them to be caught cheating by someone else not as forgiving about this whole thing. 

“Just make sure to not do it again.” Lunya looked back at Cherrypit playing with Tulip and Ruruby, “And don’t worry about Cherrypit losing. You and him have to find out that losing is just part of being a pokemon trainer. It happens to everyone.”

“But…he’ll get so sad.”

“Then you’ll be there to help cheer him on until he wins again!” Lunya winked, “You’ll find that after losing, winning a battle feels way more exciting.”

“...If you say so?” Babycorn still didn’t quite get it.

Wait.

“How are you gonna make sure of that?” Unless Lunya had like psychic powers, how would she even know that Babycorn wasn’t going to cheat anymore. Sure, there was the power of trust but Babycorn wouldn’t even trust herself in this case. 

Lunya smiled and pulled out her phone. “I guess I’ll just have to come with you!” She began to dial G’raha’s number to let him know where she was and that he should totally come with.

“Wha-What?!”

[griffintail]

I just had this small idea of a Pokémon AU? One where the Sbi family helps their younger sibling, who’s nervous around Pokémon, to get more comfortable around them? I just think it’d be cute to have Techno, Wil, and Tommy be good big brothers. And yeah, this is kind of inspired by that kid from the Destiny Deoxys movie, and Lillie from the Sun and Moon games/series.

I don't think I've researched this much for a request XD I even watched the movie! Bonus points to those who know who I based Techno's character off of!

Pokémon Fears

Pairings: Platonic! Tommy, Technoblade, Wilbur, x GN! Sibling! Reader

Warnings: Pokemon Battles?

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Technoblade

(Y/N) cheered up in the stands louder than most of the people around them, Phil having long ago given up on quieting his youngest as they were watching his oldest battle. It was the championship and they were against the champion of their region, Technoblade. (Y/N) loved watching Techno during the League battles, though it was a different story off the field.

They roared with the crowd as the finalist last Pokémon was down, Techno patting his Garchomp’s shoulder for a good job.

“Alright.” Phil laughed before picking (Y/N) up and putting them on his shoulders. “Let’s go congratulate Techno.”

Holding onto Phil’s hands as he walked, (Y/N) eagerly chatted about the different Pokémon the other trainers used. It always surprised Phil that (Y/N) was always interested in the different creatures but if one so much as got too close…

(Y/N) squeaked as a Pidgey flew by their head, ducking down. Phil sighed patting their knee.

“It’s alright. They’re not going to do anything.”

Phil and the boys were never quite sure why (Y/N) was afraid of Pokémon, but they just were and couldn’t get near them. They could watch battles from a distance and had a decent amount of knowledge about various types, but couldn’t pluck the courage to be a few steps from them.

Techno was moving away from a few fans when (Y/N) and Phil showed up.

“Techno!” (Y/N) grinned again. “That was so cool! When Garchomp earthquaked their Blaziken-”

Techno chuckled as he took his sibling from Phil and let them ramble.

“Alright, alright.” He told them. “Why don’t we get something to eat and give Phil a break while you talk?”

“Can we go to that good sandwich place?” (Y/N) grinned.

“Yeah, ok. We’ll be home later Phil.”

“Ok, make sure you’re home before ten,” Phil told him and Techno gave a mock salute before walking off.

He let (Y/N) ramble away about the battles as he got their food and brought them to a park, sitting at a more secluded table. (Y/N) went quiet as they began to eat and Techno waited before speaking.

“So, why don’t we try again?” He offered as he took a Pokeball off his belt.

(Y/N) frowned as they shrank in their seat a bit, muttering, “I don’t know…”

“You got really close last time to actually petting Togekiss.” Techno reminded them. “So, why don’t we try one more time?”

“I got really close but I didn’t…I’m still scared.”

“It's ok to be. You sit and watch me battle trainer after trainer after all. You see what they do for battle. You don’t take a lot of time to just sit with them.” Techno said. “So, let’s let Togekiss sit with us.”

Techno let the Pokémon out and the creature let out a small noise as he stood on the table. (Y/N) squirmed in their seat as they looked at the creature.

“Why don’t you keep eating then try and pet him? Ok?” Techno offered and (Y/N) stared at the Pokémon before slowly nodding.

Their lunch continued, (Y/N) even quieter with the creature so close. Techno occasionally gave a bit of food to his Togekiss until both he and (Y/N) were done.

“Alright, now let’s try. Just be gentle, just like this.” Techno pet his Togekiss. “You can do it.”

(Y/N) stared at the Pokémon before reaching a hand out shakily. Togekiss stayed still, having done this a few times before and knowing his movement scared the poor child. (Y/N)’s and hovered above his head before closing their eyes and finally put their hand on top of it. Techno grinned proudly as (Y/N) stayed still for a moment before opening their eyes and grinning themselves when they saw that they actually did it.

“I-I did it!” (Y/N) grinned as they gently pet Togekiss, the Pokémon giving a small noise of delight.

“You did. I told you, you could.” Techno patted their head. “Now, you’ll be a champion before you know it.”

(Y/N) giggled as they smiled lightly at the Pokémon. Yeah, they’d be just like Techno.

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Wilbur

Wilbur came up to (Y/N)’s door, knocking. A moment later, (Y/N) opened and smiled up at him.

“Hey, kiddo. I’m going to play my guitar with my Pokémon, want to come and try sitting with us today?” Wilbur crouched in front of them.

It was always sad to Wilbur to see his sibling afraid of Pokémon. He knew they had a bad encounter with a more aggressive Taillow but he was sad to see they couldn’t bring themselves to be near other types. It made sense why they were extremely afraid of Phil’s Murkrows but not as much for other types. He actually missed sitting with (Y/N) while he played guitar and his Pokémon sang with them.

(Y/N) hesitated at the doorway before nodding slowly. “Yes.”

Wilbur smiled, ruffling their hair as he stood up. “Ok, get your shoes on and grab your jacket just in case and we’ll go to the park.”

He waited by the front door for them and called to Phil they were going out when they came down. They walked side by side to the park, the pair joking with each other. At one point, Wilbur gave them a shove before sprinting the rest of the way, challenging them as he ran away. (Y/N) laughed before sprinting after him, calling him out for his cheating.

The pair finally sat by the lake and Wilbur tuned his guitar.

“Any requests?” Wilbur looked up at them.

They shifted nervously now as now would be the time to let the Pokémon out and he smiled gently as he ruffled (Y/N)’s hair.

“Hey, it’s ok. I’ll only let Lapras and Marill to start, ok? We’ll work up to Altaria.” Wilbur assured them.

(Y/N) was silent before nodding. “Ok…can you sing one of your songs?”

He kept his soft smile for his sibling as he took out two Pokeballs from his bag. “Of course, I can, you ready?”

They nodded once more and he released Lapras in the lake and Marill next to the water’s edge. (Y/N) moved back slightly as Marill gave a delighted motion to see the other human again.

“Alright, you two,” Wilbur said putting a hand on top of Marill’s head. “We’re going to stay calm and sing for (Y/N).”

Both of the Pokémon let out a noise of agreement before Wilbur started to play. (Y/N) watched nervously as the trio in front of them. Wilbur was singing the actual words as he strummed as his Pokémon managed to harmonize with him, making a beautiful sound. They were starting on the third song when (Y/N) finally started to sing with them. Wilbur grinned brightly as he continued, Marill giving an elated noise as Lapras gave an encouraging one.

After the group finished the fourth song, they took a moment to break and Wilbur just strummed mindlessly when Marill wandered over to (Y/N). They scooted back slightly as Wilbur paused to put his instrument down.

“It’s ok. Marill would never hurt you. She just wants to sit in your lap, just like she used to.”

(Y/N) hesitated but sat still, shaking as Marill sat in their lap. They looked up at Wilbur to see him smiling as he scooted next to them to put a hand on their shoulder.

“See? You’re alright. It’s just Marill.”

(Y/N) stared down at the Pokémon in their lap before shakily putting a hand on her head. Marill gave an excited noise, startling (Y/N), but Wilbur hugged them around the shoulder to calm them.

“It’s ok,” Wilbur assured them.

They sat with their hand on Marill’s head for a few minutes before finally smiling lightly as they finally ran their hand along her head.

“There you go. I’m very proud of you.” Wilbur grinned.

“Thanks, Wilbur.” They smiled up at him.

It was a week later when Altaria was able to once more join their group.

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Tommy

“How do you plan on helping (Y/N)?” Tubbo asked and Tommy groaned loudly.

“I don’t know big man! Phil, Techno, and Wilbur all tried to help them out but they still can’t even get close to their own Pokémon!” Tommy threw up his arms.

It had been a week when Tommy and (Y/N) had snuck into a safari area they weren’t supposed to be in. As such, the Pokémon in the area had been startled by their presence and both had to be helped by the adults. Tommy had been fine, he didn’t mind the change in their adventure, but (Y/N) being a bit younger than him had been freaked out by the experience and was terrified at the moment to be around Pokémon, even their own Eevee, Electrike, and Riolu.

So, not only was Tommy in trouble for having the pair sneak into a place they were supposed to be but for also making (Y/N) freak out like they were.

“What can I do?” Tommy asked his friend.

Tubbo hummed. “Well, what did they like to do with their Pokémon before?”

“We’d have mock battles and they liked to go on walks and play with them,” Tommy told him.

“Well then do that! Have a mock battle with them. I’m sure they can’t resist, you both want to be trainers, right?”

“Well, yeah, we’re going to be the best champions!”

“Then they won’t be able to say no.”

Tommy nodded after a moment, grinning. “Yeah! Thanks, Tubbo! I got to go do that now!”

Tommy ran back home to gather (Y/N)’s Pokémon and his own in the backyard. Once he had them all, he knocked on (Y/N)’s door. They opened, raising an eyebrow.

“What’s up Tommy?” They asked.

“I challenge you to battle!” Tommy declared.

(Y/N) frowned, shuffling nervously. “I…Don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Come on! We’re going to be Pokémon Champions, right?” Tommy grinned.

“I don’t know if I want to anymore.” (Y/N) muttered.

“Oh, come off it.” Tommy huffed before grabbing their hand.

“Tommy.” (Y/N) protested but Tommy dragged them to the backyard.

“No, come on. We’ve both wanted to be trainers since before we could even have Pokémon. You have been training yours and learning to be a trainer and now you want to quit? I won’t let it happen.” Tommy told them before going into the backyard. “So, let’s battle.”

(Y/N) shook as they saw the six Pokémon waiting and having their own conversations it seemed. There were (Y/N)’s own three and Tommy’s Charmander, Torchic, and Cyndaquil.

“T-Tommy, I can’t!” (Y/N) tried to leave.

“You can. Look, you and I are better than any other trainer. And you’re not giving it up.” Tommy pulled them forward and made them stand away but behind their Pokémon before he stood behind his own. “Now, you make the first move!”

Tommy didn’t want (Y/N) to throw away everything the pair of them had learned. They had both been excited about becoming trainers and had mock battles where their Pokémon didn’t seriously hurt each other and they even used all of their Pokémon at once. They both thought it’d make them better trainers as they would be able to focus much better on a one-on-one battle and they’d know how to make split-second calls faster. The pair of them worked so hard! And Tommy didn’t want to be the reason (Y/N) quit.

This had to work.

(Y/N)’s Pokémon were very happy to see them. Their Eevee and Electrike wagged their tails as their Riolu waved at them. (Y/N) gripped their hands nervously. They were so close to Pokémon and they were scared…but Tommy was right, they did want to be a trainer…even if they thought quitting was best.

“Come on (Y/N)!” Tommy cheered from his side.

They looked over at their brother and Tommy was grinning. They thought before taking a deep breath. They could do this…

“…Electrike! Thunderwave on Charmander!” They called out, Electrike letting out an excited call before doing as told, the rest of the Pokémon eager for the mock battle.

Tommy grinned brightly. “Cyndaquil! Smoke Screen!”

“Riolu, foresight!”

The pair played out their battle, both smiling and enjoying time with their Pokémon after. Tommy was extremely relieved as (Y/N) sat happily petting their Eevee. He’d be careful next time.

[dinosaurtsukki]

haikyuu!! buzzfeed unsolved AU

OK THIS IS THE LAST BUZZFEED UNSOLVED RELATED HEADCANON SET I PROMISE 

[edit: check out the link at the bottom of the post for more buzzfeed unsolved au content :)]

hinata and kageyama:

90% of the show is them yelling and nobody watches it with earphones on

both of them believe in ghosts but that doesn't mean they want to see one

hinata will literally go to the bathroom five times before going to the spooky house and kageyama gets mad at him for it but there is Fear in his eyes

producer: 'were you scared?'

kageyama: 'pfft, no'

cameraman: *points camera down to show that kageyama's legs are shaking*

they also bring a shit ton of food with them when they stay the night at a place and they'll deadass be eating while talking about the history of the place

‘this house *crunch crunch* was built in *crunch crunch* 1972'

the producers tell them to stop bringing snacks but fans of the show love it

sometimes they'll shoot a mini mukbang video

SPICY, BARBECUE POTATO FRIES | Mukbang at the Waverly Hills Asylum'

hinata: *looking up how to do a seance on wikihow* it says we gotta offer some food for the spirit

kageyama: *spills the doritos he was eating on the table

*after 20 minutes*

kageyama: fuck this

hinata: *starts eating the doritos*

producer: ...

the ghosts: ..................the, audacity

tsukishima and yamaguchi

pretty much a ryan and shane duo right here

yamaguchi: we'll be visiting this place as part of our ongoing investigation on the question, are ghosts real?

tsukishima: *shakes head*

yamaguchi just wants to see the look of fear in tsukishima’s eyes at least once

yamaguchi: *hears a random thump sound* fUCk tSuKkI a gHoSt!!!

tsukishima: *sees a chair being tossed across the room* huh, the wind is pretty strong today

he likes to stick his head into attics to scare yamaguchi

yamaguchi always carries a water gun full of holy water

yamaguchi: i have holy water with me and i'm not afraid to use it! but i'm also sorry you had to die such a horrible death i hope you find peace soon

tsukishima: *walks into a basement that is supposedly a portal to hell* fuckin’ take me already

so many 'yamaguchi being an angel and tsukishima being a demon for 10 mins' video compilations 

daichi and sugawara

a very chaotic buzzfeed unsolved duo

suga, who is satan’s child himself, and daichi, who needs a raise

daichi: hello everyone! this is daichi,

sugawara: and suga

daichi: and you’re watching...

sugawara: jackass!!

daichi:...buzz...buzzfeed unsolved??

daichi started out being afraid of almost every place he had to walk into but after having to deal with the chaotic mess that is suga for an entire season, he no longer Feels Fear

this is because suga will deadass film a tiktok dance video no matter where he is

daichi: suga, someone was literally axe-murdered there

suga: *dancing along to ‘I’m a Savage’ or whatever that tiktok song is called*

daichi: *at cameraman* do you see what i have to deal with every day?’

suga is only genuinely scared by ghosts when his followers point out that a ghost was caught on camera in one of his tiktok videos

suga: *watching the video*

that was the end of suga’s tiktok career

tanaka and nishinoya:

another bunch of loud bois but they are much louder than kageyama and hinata

they’re very much into proving the existence of cryptids and are most known for that episode they spent hunting bigfoot by dressing up to look like bigfoot

tanaka: ‘you know that thing they do in cartoons where they stack on top of each other under a coat so they look like just one big guy?’

nishinoya: ‘ryuu i love you so fucking much’

other guy there who is also trying to catch bigfoot: oMg ItS bIgFooT *takes picture with the blurriest camera he could find*

both of them are very committed in their investigation of the supernatural and they’re very unconventional approaches

nishinoya: *lying on the ground in a creepy basement* EAT MY HEART DEMONS! WE’LL PUT THE VIDEO ON YOUTUBE!

tanaka: *takes out a spirit board* *spells out O-M-A-E  W-A  M-O  S-H-I-N-D-E-I-R-U*

ghost: *spells out N-A-N-I*

tanaka and nishinoya: *screaming*

kuroo and kenma: 

kuroo deadass flirts with any ghost or demon they encounter and kenma would sleep over in a haunted asylum for ten bucks

kuroo: *sidles up to the infamous annabelle doll* hey there little lady, what’s a pretty thing like you doing in a locked, glass case with a ‘don’t touch’ sign like this?

kenma: kuroo, there’s a demon inside her

kuroo: well, i’m a bit of a demon myself

kenma: she attempted to choke a guy in his sleep

kuroo: oooh, choking. i can get behind that...

kenma: *looks at camera*

the demon in annabelle: d-daddy??

“kuroo flirting with demons and kenma looking at the camera for 5 minutes”

kuroo’s actually a huge fucking scaredy cat and kenma secretly tries to push him over the edge

kenma: *plays computer-generated screams of the damned on his phone*

kuroo: WHAT WAS THAT?

kenma: ...I didn’t hear anything *looks at the camera as if he was on the office and plays the sound again*

kuroo: i was too scared to close my eyes last night

kenma: i was actually able to catch a bunch of pokemon last night. who knew the winchester mansion is such a hotspot

producer: did you catch any evidence of ghosts?

kenma: ...i caught a gastly

bokuto and akaashi:

bokuto is a die-hard mothman fan and akaashi is emotionally involved in proving that ghosts exist he will stop at nothing

akaashi: all of the evidence on the shadow figures and orbs spotted in this place can only suggest one thing...

bokuto: mothman did it

akaashi: no

bokuto: yes

akaashi: mothman is literally five states away

bokuto: he has wings

during their individual investigations, akaashi has already foreseen how bokuto is going to react

producer: it’s been quiet for a while. do you think bokuto’s no longer scared?

akaashi: oh no. he should be screaming right about now...

bokuto, inside the haunted house: *screams and waves his flashlight around*

akaashi:  and then he’s gonna call for help

bokuto: AKAAAAAASHIIIIIIIIII

*few hours later*

bokuto: i saw my life flash before my eyes in there

akaashi: *muttering incoherently near his ‘evidence wall’ full of blurry pictures and red string*

bokuto: i must’ve stared into the abyss at one point

akaashi: this place is fucking haunted. can i go back? it’s for sale right?

ushijima and tendou:

ushijima’s knowledge of ghosts is based on hollywood movies and tendou has exorcised places just by vibing

ushijima: *brings out a pottery wheel* if there are any ghosts in here, you know what to do

he’s actually never watched Ghost he just knows That One Scene

tendou: *naruto-running through the goatman bridge with a go-pro strapped to his head* IT’S MY BRIDGE GOATMAN, IT’S MY BRIDGE!!!

the Goatman Himself: i’ve never felt so fucking scared in my entire fucking life

ushijima believes that chanting in latin will Summon the Ghosts and tendou takes full advantage of that

tendou: *handing ushijima a slip of paper* here, apparently this will summon a full-bodied apparition

ushijima: thanks *begins chanting*

producer, interviewing tendou to the side: okay, what did you make him read this time?

tendou: i typed out ‘let me eat your ass’ in latin on google translate and went from there

cameraman: *zooms in on ushijima chanting*

the ghost haunting the castle: *is confused in French*

in the end neither of them get evidence on ghosts

ushijima: well, we'll have better luck next time

tendou: maybe even revisit this place ?

the ghosts: i know i'm dead but this is the first time i've been scared for my life

[EDIT: for more buzzfeed unsolved au content written by me, check out The Search for the Mysterious Mothman, a headcanon set feat. bokuaka]

[lunarapocolypse]

Cryptic

@terrible-my-hero-academia-aus I blame you for this. For terrible aus prompt week: Dabi is a Jpop idol

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“Love is dead and never existed. All you ever did is betray me as I lay here, sick and festering. You are the definition of dread, the bane of my life.” Dabi groaned, slumping on the couch. Magne gave him a concerned look.

“Are you okay?”

“Shimura ate my fucking ice cream.”

“Not my fault you didn’t eat it quick enough!” A scratchy voice called from the hallway. 

“I bought that yesterday, obviously I wouldn’t have finished it by now! How the fuck can you eat partically and entire tub of ice cream, and still be that skinny?” Dabi shouted back.

“Metabolism.” Tenko spoke, chuckling as he entered the hotel room. “And you can’t really say that, considering you’re underweight too.”

“I don’t eat much, so at least I have a reason. You eat all the junk in the world, but you’re still a skeleton.” Dabi pointed out.

“Guess I can’t argue with that.” Tenko shrugged.

 Magne let out a sigh.“I really worry for you two, at least try to eat healthy. You’re both practically sticks!” 

Tenko rolled his eyes, flopping onto the  couch as well.“I do what I want, Magne. No need to be worried, though I appreciate it.” 

The makeup artist sighed again. “I can’t help but worry.” She checked her watch, getting up. “Me and Himiko said we’d go out tonight, I have to get ready. You’ll be okay by yourselves, right?”

“Yeah yeah, we will. Now get going, before Crazy barges in here. She broke the door last time. ” Dabi grumbled, waving at her. He wasn’t in the mood to hear Tenko’s screechy shouting about how much it would take to replace the door. That’s at least what happened last time. Then again, Tenko seemed to be in a good mood today. 

“Try not to kill each other.” Magne giggled, opening the door and gently closing it. Tenko flipped her off, but Dabi could tell from the placid look on his face that he wasn’t really mad.

Dabi shifted on the couch, as a silence entered the hotel room. It was one of those silences that gave him space to think, to make him sweatdrop at how the heck he got here. He never thought that after running away from home, he’d get scouted for idol training. And never did he think he’d actually like it. He originally went along with it since they provided free meals but he quickly began to enjoy it. He always did like music, so he supposed it made a little sense. He never thought he’d actually be popular either. He had just debuted a year ago, and was already topping the charts. 

He had just finished his last performance of a tour he was doing, and it had been a blast. This whole tour had been a blast. He and the rest of the team were staying at a hotel until they headed back the next day. Dabi couldn’t remember the last time he enjoyed something this much. If only his siblings could be there to see it.

“You did a really good job today.” Tenko spoke, a wide smile crossing his face.  Most people would describe his smiles as creepy at first, but once you got to know him somehow they became endearing. At least that’s what Dabi thought. Not that he’d admit it.

Tenko was the son of the man who had originally scouted him, Kotaro Shimura, so Dabi had known him longer than the people on his team. He and Tenko didn’t get along at first, but they eventually became close friends.

“Are you congratulating me? I’m flattered, but that’s concerning coming from you, mophead. Are you getting a brain freeze from all that ice cream?” He replied, a shit eating grin appearing on his scarred face. His fans, the Cryptids as he called them, somehow thought this was hot. In Tenko’s own words ‘that’s because they’re monsterfuckers.’

Dabi chuckled as he dodged the water bottle that his manager chucked at him. 

“I’d congratulate you more if you didn’t tease me when I tried. But if you’d rather have me be annoyed all the time, then fine! I won’t be nice to you anymore.” he huffed. Dabi pouted.

“Wait no no no, I take it back. Give me validation.” He whined. Tenko turned away, flipping him off.

“Too late. You lost my validation forever.”

“Shimura noooo. Don’t do this to me.” 

“You did this to yourself, bitch.”

“I’m sowwy Mister Shimuwa, owo.”

“Please never say that again.”

“Then fowgwive me.”

“No.”

“Baby don’t hurt me don’t hurt me no more-”

“Oh my god, stop, I’ll validate you, just please. Anything but that song.” Tenko croaked, trying not to laugh but failing miserably at it. Dabi’s grin reappeared as the atmosphere went silent again. Not an awkward silence, much more comfortable than that. Until his dear manager decided to speak.

“We got a new sponsor request.” Ah, so that was the reason the mophead was in such a good mood. 

“It would be pretty stupid not to take it since it’s the best sponsorship we’ve got yet, but I wanted to run it by you anyways.” Tenko said, turning to face the other. Dabi cocked an eyebrow.

“That big? You’re talking like it’s a hero agency or something.”he joked. He had a bad relationship with heroes, so being sponsored by one would be weird. It probably wasn’t that though-

“I’m surprised you guessed it.” Tenko purred, a smile creeping up his pale face. Dabi’s eyes widened. Okay, it was a hero agency. Well...he didn’t like heroes, but this could help his career, so he could make an exception. It’s not like he had to truly support the agency, after all.

“Oh really? What agency?” He asked, unable to stop the bitter feeling in his stomach.

“One of the best! The Flame Hero, Endeavor.” 

Ah.

Dabi froze in his place.

“Personally I don’t like him, too aggressive, but he’s number two so imagine how much this is going to boost us! I can finally give Magne and Toga a pay rai-....hey are you okay?” Tenko said, stopping his rambling with a soft mumble as he noticed Dabi’s stiffness.

“Turn it down.”

“...What?”

“Turn down the offer!” Dabi snapped. “We’re already doing good, we don’t need that bastard’s help.” Tenko raised an eyebrow, giving him a stern look.

“Are you being serious?”

“Yes, I am! I’m not taking some bullshit sponsorship from Endeavor of all people.”

“I get that you don’t like heroes and I don’t either but-”

“This isn’t just about heroes! It’s him! I’m not associating myself with a guy like that.”

“Do you have some personal vendetta against him?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“This is your job, Dabi. You have to put personal feelings aside. Think of how much we’d spread, with his influence!” He hissed.

“I don’t need his influence! I don’t need anything from him!”

“At least give it a chance-”

“I’ve given him more than enough chances!” Dabi roared. His volume was enough to make Tenko flinch. 

“I’ve given him so many chances and he fucked up every single one of them, he’s not going to change, Shimura. He...he’s going to ruin this too.” He gasped.

“He...he…” Dabi felt like he couldn’t breathe, and his vision felt blurry. Shit, was he crying? He was shaking too. Oh god, please not a panic attack things were going so well today-

“Dabi? Dabi!” Tenko seemed to realize what was going on because he gently tapped Dab’s shoulder.

“Look, I need you to breathe. Copy me, alright? Breathe in for 5.” Tenko demonstrated. Dabi followed along.

“Hold for 5.” One two three four five. “And breathe out.” One two three four five.

“Good. Now just repeat that. Here, place a hand on your belly and your chest. Make sure it’s expanding when you breathe in and out.”  Dabi did as he said, slowly calming down. This continued for a bit until he stopped shaking.

“...Sorry. Didn’t mean to freak out.” He mumbled. Tenko sighed.

“Don’t apologize. Here, I’ll turn it down. He’s gonna be pissed at us, but that’ll be fun to see.” Tenko said, grinning once again. Dabi’s eyes widened in shock.

“But, didn’t you say to put personal feelings aside?” He asked.

“I did, but if those feelings are bad enough to make you have a panic attack then it’s clearly not worth it. I’m glad I asked you before accepting, otherwise we’d really be in trouble.” He said, chuckling a little.

“Thanks, Shimura.”

“Don’t thank me. I’d be a shit manager if I still asked you to take it.” He replied, rolling his eyes.

“Although I’m curious, you said you gave him a lot of chances. And he messed it up. What exactly is your history with Endeavor?” he asked. “You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, of course.”

“Well, it’s complicated. I don’t wanna go into detail, but if I’m gonna talk about this I’m gonna need a drink.” Dabi figured he’d let him know a little. After all, he’d been his manager for a year and his friend for longer, and he deserved an explanation. Tenko nodded at that, getting a bottle of wine from the cabinet, along with two glasses.

“How did you know how to deal with a panic attack? Tell me that first.” 

Tenko shrugged. “Me and my sister get them sometimes, we tend to help each other through it.” Dabi nodded.

“So, anyways, what’s your deal with Mr. Number two?”

“He’s my dad.”

Dabi nearly burst out laughing when Tenko spit out some of his wine.

“What??? Wait,now that I think of it you both have fire quirks and he had a son that died at age 14, the same age you were scouted at and it was only a month before you were scouted too...Oh my god.” He mumbled, taking a large sip. “Oh my freaking god.”

“Connecting the dots, creep?”

“It’s all coming together. I’m surprised I didn’t guess by now.”

“Yeah, yeah. Anyways, he’s an abusive asshole and I’m not taking his help ever again. That’s all I will tell you for now.”

“Understandable.” Tenko had pretty much used his own dad’s influence in the business world to get big then cut ties with him. They didn’t get along, for reasons Dabi only had a vague idea of. Something about All might, and this one old hero...what was her name? Dabi couldn’t remember.

“Wait, he had other kids, right? Do your siblings still know you’re alive?”

“Yeah, we have a group chat.  They have no idea where I am though.” he said, chuckling. “I told them I ran off on a pokemon go journey.”

“...That’s a dick move. I respect that.” Tenko replied, nodding with approval. 

“Pff, yeah. I still send them pics of pokemon from time to time.” 

“You said he was abusive...what about your siblings?”

“He ignored my sis and middle bro, but the youngest...Shoto...he took my place after I left, let’s just say that.” he muttered, bitterly. “...I’m a coward who wasn’t able to help him, let’s just say that.”

“You’re not a coward, you were reasonably scared. And it’s not like you can’t still help.”

“...What do you mean?”

Tenko sat up, his  stunning ruby eyes having a spark in them. “Y’know, Endeavor is pretty popular, but if his fans knew he was a child abuser there would be some controversy. Plus, you’re almost as popular, and if you’re this good now imagine how much your popularity will increase in just a few months.”

Dabi raised an eyebrow. “Your point?”

“Endeavor doesn’t stand a chance against an army of fangirls, and the press, if we can get them to side with us.”

Oh.

“...You want me to admit he’s my dad, and basically expose him when I get popular enough?” Dabi said, giving him a bewildered look.

Tenko shrugged. “Well, not that bluntly. If we’re going to do this we have to make sure it’s convincing. And have a little fun while we’re at it, of course.” he smirked.

“Only if you feel up to it. Not gonna pressure you to do anything you don’t feel like.” 

Dabi gulped.

“Oh, why the hell not. Down with Endeavor.” he raised his glass. Tenko cackled, raising his as well.

“Down with Endeavor!” 

They drank, giggling like teenagers.

“Hey, Dabi?”

“Yeah?”

“I have a stupid idea.”

“Shoot.”

“How about we hype up your fans, before delivering the final blow? Dabi smiled, seeing a gleam in the other’s eyes. 

“Oh, do tell.”

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“Todoroki, Midoriya  you two have to see this!” Mina gushed, running over to where the boys were eating their lunch.

“Ashido? Is something wrong?” he asked, tilting his head.Mina grinned, shoving her phone in his face. 

“There’s this jpop idol me and Kyoka really like, Dabi, and look! In his new album apparently they found a lot of messages when played backwards, but that’s not just it! They have a secret code language in it too.”  This caught both the boys’ attention. 

“Uraraka was talking about him earlier! This should be fun.” Midoriya commented, a large smile forming on his face.

“Can you play one for me?” Shoto Fan-Theorist Todoroki said, eyes gleaming. Mina happily obliged, playing the first song backwards.

“This is for Endeavor, you big fat white nasty ass smelling bitch-” The song began. It was pretty impressive how it sounded like this backwards, yet it had completely different lyrics when played normally.

Shoto and Midoriya listened intently, cracking up a few times. Although Shoto couldn’t help but feel like the voice was strangely familiar...

“He hates Endeavor too, huh Todoroki? I wonder why?” Midoriya tapped his chin. “Now that I think of it, he has a fire quirk too, right? Blue fire.” Shoto’s eyes widened. He only knew one person with blue fire…

“Oh this one is why I wanted to show this to you specifically is because of this.” Mina played another song, making Shoto’s ears perk up.

“Shoto do your homework and don’t forget to water the cactus, Natsuo.  Tell mom I love her and tell dad to fuck off.  Fuyumi don’t cry I’ll be okay.” She stopped the recording, smiling at their wide eyes.

“Fuyumi and Natsuo? Your siblings? And he mentioned you…” Midoriya mumbled, glancing at his friend. Shoto gulped.

“Ashido, play something with the secret code language you mentioned.”

“Huh? Okay.” She played a snippet making Shoto jump up, slamming his hands on the table.

It was the same code language they used in the Todokids group chat.

And it translated to  “I wanna be the very best like no one ever was!  To catch them is my real test to train them is my cause!”

“TOUYA!”

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“Hey, look at this guys.” Tenko snickered, showing everyone the comments on Dabi’s music videos.

“Who is Natsuo? Sounds like they were pretty close”

“Guys play it at 0.75 speed, you hear the words “Die flaming trash can””

“Why is there so much Endeavor Hate? Did he hurt our Dabi?”

“Omg he looks so perfect <3 I would die for Dabi-senpai”

“Everyone, there’s not actually hidden messages, calm the hell down”

“Stop hating on Endeavor without actual proof”

“Hey look at 1:46-1:57 backwards! It sounds like he’s saying that Endeavor was abusive!”

“Nooo Poor Dabi he looks so sad in this video T-T”

“Hey look, 0:34-0:47 is kinda scary. Is that some secret code? Sounds like parseltongue.”

“Guys, whatever these messages mean, we’ve got to support Dabi no matter what! Poor baby”

They cracked up, making the driver of the limo groan.

“I can’t believe you actually did this, the press is going to go nuts!” Jin cackled. Dabi simply high fived him.

“That’s the point.”

“Just so you know this was my idea, so I get credit if anyone asks.” Tenko huffed.

“Yeah yeah, whatever creep. How much longer til we get there?”

“Perfect timing, it looks like we’ve arrived.” Tenko commented slyly, looking up at the large UA building. The students would be leaving any moment now.

Dabi grinned seeing a heterochromatic boy leave, talking quietly with his friends. He seemed to be excited.

He rolled down the window of the limo, grinning like a maniac.

“Shoto!”

The boy flinched, glancing at the limo. A few of his friends proceeded to freak out. They must’ve been fans.

“Get in loser, we’re going shopping!”

“...Who are you?”

Dabi laughed. “Aww c’mon, you don’t remember your dear big bro? I’m hurt, Shoto. And just when I finally became a pokemon master.”

The pink girl next to him whispered something in his ear, making his eyes widen, as he ran up to the car.

“Touya?”

“Who else would I be? Although I prefer to go by Dabi, now. Touya isn’t edgy enough.”

“...You forgot to bring milk. For 11 years.”

Dabi groaned. “C’mon Sho, I was busy being a star, give me a break.”

Shoto sighed, a hint of a smile appearing on his face as he hugged his brother from the window. Dabi’s eyes went wide but he reciprocated the hug, groaning when he heard Magne and Toga’s squealing.

“I missed you, Touya.”

“...I missed you too. Now stop being sappy, I have a reputation to keep.” he mumbled, as Shoto let go.

“C’mon kid, we’ll give you and your friends a ride home. Plus, I wanna see the rest of your family when they see Dabi.” Tenko said, opening the door with a grin.

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“I’M HOME, FUCKERS!” Dabi yelled, bursting the door open. Fuyumi and Natsuo stopped what they were doing to blankly stare.

“Wait Dabi? Sho, why is a jpop idol here? Wait, um, can I have your autograph? My friend really likes your music.” Fuyumi said, getting up.

“Guys, it’s me. Touya.” They continued to stare at him blankly.

“It’s true, he has a complete pokedex. Every pokemon in available pokemon go is in there.” Shoto said, walking in next to him. “Only Touya could manage to do something like that.”

Fuyumi seemed to believe it, running to hug her brother.

“Touya! It’s been so long, did you bring milk?” She smiled, seeing Spinner place two jugs of milk on the counter.

“It’s his apology for missing his turn all those years.” The Lizard snickered. Dabi rolled his eyes.

Natsuo still looked unconvinced. “If you’re Touya, then say something only the real Touya would know.”  Dabi smirked.

“In middle school we graffitied the entire back of Endeavor’s hero agency with meme and vine references. Oh, and you taught Shoto his first curse word by accidentally saying “Fuck this fucking goddam shit I’m yeeting myself the hell outta here” in front of a five year old. You were in fourth grade when you said it, now that I think of it.” Natsuo gasped

“Touya!”

“Wait, you said that in fourth grade? Natsuo!” Fuyumi scolded.

“Shut up, at least I didn’t kiss my best friend’s girlfriend.” Fuyumi turned bright red as Dabi laughed.

“Okay, clearly some drama has been going on and I’m disappointed you didn’t tell me about it.”

“Well, let’s fill you in.” Natsuo said, laughing.

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“Hey we’ve got to leave for the interview in six minutes, hurry the fuck up.” Tenko groaned. Dabi laughed. 

“I’m coming, I’m coming.”

They were on their way to an interview about Dabis’ new album. With Endeavor, due to all the hidden messages.

It was time to let all hell break loose.

“Thanks, Shimura.”

Teno raised an eyebrow. “For what?”

“For, helping me I guess.” Dabi shrugged.

“Tenko.”

“Huh?”

“We’ve been friends for literal years, just call me Tenko.” The man replied, getting on his coat. Dabi smirked.

“Thanks, Tenko.”

“No problem, patchwork.”

“Hey!”

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Dabi grinned walking into the building. It was probably a bad idea to have drank right before this, but he was nervous and couldn’t help himself, okay?

He smiled even wider, noticing Endeavor there as well.

“Hey old man. Long time no see!”

The man’s face scrunched up looking at him.

“Dabi. I advise you not to call me that.”

“What, are you disappointed in me? I mean, I was the failed child, but I really thought you’d warmed up to me since you offered to sponsor.” His eyes went wide.

“...Touya?”

“I lived bitch.”

Dabi grinned even wider, pretty sure his staples were gonna pop out any moment. But he couldn’t resist seeing the look of terror on the other’s face.

Yeah, this interview was going to be hilarious.

[andromedarune]

Request ~ “Ok, ok. I want this from Raihan perspective I think it falls in the category of imagine or AU I guess, since you said is more easy for you to write the female perspective, what about the idea of Raihan becoming a woman for 24 hours, so he is shocked for a bit, but then he overcomes his panic with the idea of having a day free of responsibilities, nobody would recognize him and would be able to go out without fans or haters all over him. Maybe do a bit of mischief. I hope is okay.”

Hehehehe alright, time to write Raihan with a pair of titties FUCK YAH!!! Though I’m not sure if I did as good a job as I could have done, here y’all go. 

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun (Raihan Imagine)

Morning came softly, his mind slowly reviving from the depths of slumber in a blurry fashion. It was always a welcome sensation, processing the world and your sensations without a loud alarm blaring in your ear, hurriedly thrusting you into a world of loud stimuli and expectations. Which is the main reason why Raihan loved the weekends; slow, easy-going, relaxing. Even he needed his quiet moments. So, the gym leader took a deep breath, relishing in the feeling of his chest rising and falling as he kept his eyes closed a little longer. Soft satin sheets curled seductively around his bare form, making it hard to discern where his body ended and the bed began. Not like that really mattered at the moment. No, as he flipped over, sweeping his arms underneath his pillow for extra cuddling action, he reminded himself that this was his well-deserved rest, that nothing should get in the way of his rewarding day of sleep. Raihan snuggled a bit deeper into his mattress, eager to find the perfect position of comfort.

Huh, it’s a little awkward to sleep like this. He adjusted his body a bit more, but he couldn’t help but feel some constriction on his chest. A little tight. Kind of hard to breath. He groaned, reluctantly pushing himself up to get a breath of air. Strange; he felt a little, well, top heavy. But he was still sleepy, so he opted to lay on his side, for now. He pulled his legs in close to his body, eager to see if a fetal position would be comfy. But feeling his legs glide across each other so easily felt a bit… wrong?

Okay, something was definitely wrong here.

He pushed himself up, letting his plush duvet tumble down his body as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He absentmindedly scratched his chest, only to very quickly realize that something was most definitely wrong here. His eyes shot open. He felt a little more. Huh. He looked down. Ah.

“Uhhhh….” was about all he could manage before bolting out of his bed, all traces of sleepiness vanishing into the nothingness as he raced into the bathroom. “What. The. FUCK.”

He looked into the mirror, blinking a few times as he processed the unfamiliar figure that stared back at him. He was still clad in his briefs from the night before, but other than that, nothing else was really familiar. Sure, he was probably still the same height, had the same dreads (albeit maybe a bit longer?), the same dark skin, and the same blue eyes - but everything remotely familiar was completely overshadowed by the fact that he was apparently no longer a man. Every couple seconds, he would glance down to make sure he was seeing everything properly, only to shut his eyes tightly, as if he wasn’t allowed to look. Maybe he wasn’t - he didn’t know. He had no fucking clue what the hell was going on right now.

Raihan shook his head, trying in vain to steady his feverish breathing. He ran himself through everything that happened the day before: he woke up, went to work like always, trained for four hours, went to two meetings (one for the league and the other for a sponsorship opportunity), came back home, showered, went to grab a bite to eat with Leon, tended to his pokemon, hit a few clubs, got drunk, came home, passed the fuck out. Nothing out of the ordinary for a Friday night. The panic rose a little more. He squeezed his eyes shut and pinched his arm; a jolt of pain ran through his bicep, but not much else happened. He opened his eyes and saw that this was somehow not a dream. So what the FRICK FRACK PADDY WHACK was going on here?!

He can’t go outside like this. People would freak the hell out if they realized that he was the Great Raihan of Hammerlocke. And certainly none of his friends would believe him even if he did try to ask for help. He hardly recognized himself, so how would anybody else

He blinked. Suddenly, the panic subsided.

Nobody would recognize him. Like this, nobody would have the slightest clue that he was really the dragon-type gym leader. He was someone else entirely to the rest of the world. Which meant that all the downsides to his life no longer applied.

A devious smile worked its way onto his face, his eyes slowly growing accustomed to the new feminine features. He didn’t know how long this would last, so why not make the most of it? Being an attractive man was a party in and of itself; what about as a woman? Maybe this wouldn’t be so terrible after all.

It took a little getting used to; his entire center of gravity was altered completely, but with a bit of practice, the gym leader found himself moving around with a newfound ease in his changed body. He hopped in the shower, trying to find a relatively neutral emotion amid the rising embarrassment and interest at his own body as he bathed. Afterwards, he rummaged through his closet for some simple clothes that wouldn’t arouse too much attention - a simple orange T-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans that suddenly didn’t seem so skinny anymore, finished with a pair of white trainers and a black jacket. Everything was just a little big yet a little tight in strange places, but upon looking in the mirror it seemed as though nothing looked terribly awkward. He looked, dare he say, quite nice. He gave himself a cheeky wink, spinning on his heels and reached for his clip of pokeballs. Ah, he pulled back his hand, feeling a tinge of sadness, that might be pushing it. Everyone would recognize my team - best to just leave them here. With that, he grabbed some cash and ran out the door, eager to see how the world felt from a new point of view.

Raihan as himself gathered a lot of attention. Like, a lot. The poor man couldn’t even take a piss without someone recognizing him and trying to start up a conversation about anything. And for the most part, Raihan was okay with that. It meant he was famous. Sure, the load of hate comments he got on his social media was a bit annoying, and every now and then he had a few hecklers at his exhibition matches, but nothing he couldn’t handle. But now that he was able to walk down the street without so much as a second glance from people, a wave of newfound emotions washed over his body, far more refreshing than the nice autumn breeze that danced through Hammerlocke. Freedom.

He pranced into a bakery, one that he had always meant to visit (it was always closed by the time he got off work, most days, and was too busy to really comfortably visit on the weekends). Immediately, he was hit with the distinct smell of bread and coffee, filling up his senses in the best of ways. A decent line was formed by the display, people peering in the find the answer to their cravings without noticing the gym leader’s presence. He could’ve cried from the beauty of it all; who knew that being a nobody would be so relaxing? After waiting in line for several minutes, it was finally his turn. Raihan stepped towards the man behind the register, instinctively putting on his casual, easy-going smile.

“W-welcome,” the cashier got a good look at Raihan, suddenly turning rather bashful. “And, uh… W-what can I get for you, um, today?”

Raihan flicked up an eyebrow, curious at the man’s behavior. Surely he didn’t recognize him, right? With those bright red cheeks and the avoidance of eye contact, something was definitely - Oh, yeah. Kind of a hot chick. Raihan smiled a bit more, not even trying to hide his ego.

“Just a latte and a lemon cake, please.”

The cashier nodded furiously, slapping a few buttons on the cash register as fast as he could. The poor sap looked as though he was about to explode. This was about twenty times more entertaining than watching his fangirls get all flustered and embarrassed; it wasn’t often he saw a guy get so understandably disoriented in his mere presence. Fun. After a few moments, Raihan was walking away with his treasure, adding a little flourish to his steps as he excited the establishment. Raihan strode down the street, happily munching away on his cake and occasionally easing it all down with his hot coffee.

For the first time in years, Raihan was able to walk around his own city without anybody bothering him for autographs or battles or even a conversation. Sure, he accumulated a bit of attention wherever he went, but it wasn’t anything close to the fame of being the top gym leader. Just enough eyes were on him to feed his ego, but nobody seemed to care enough to bother him. Perfection. He meandered all around the town, finding this to be the perfect time to visit all the stores and establishments he’d always wanted to see. He wandered through clothing stores (he pretended to look through the girl clothes before eventually making his way into the men’s section, but thankfully nobody seemed to care), a little nursery that apparently had a brand new litter of adorable Yamper puppies, a busy restaurant that specializes in Alolan cuisine, and even got to watch that new Resident Weavile movie that everyone had been bashing online (it was terrible, but the good kind of terrible) - all the things he would have otherwise never been able to do as himself. Deep down, there was a part of him that really wanted this to stick, for him to have a fresh start in this world he already knew so well and try things at a different angle. Another part of him feared that he’d never go back to his old life; his love for battling and stardom was far too grand to be satisfied with a mild life, that’s for sure. So the gym leader eventually decided that if this all would disappear, he would at least get all his desires of simplicity out of his system before he lost his chance.

The day was winding down, the sun setting beneath the horizon of old buildings and tall trees. Raihan settled down onto a bench, enjoying the crispness of the air as he watched the sunset. Things seemed to be going really good - that is until he heard cheering erupt from somewhere behind him. Immediately, he tensed up, wondering if this was the end of his day of freedom; he slowly turned around, only to be greeted with something he wasn’t expecting. A large crowd had formed down near the train station, the sheer amount of squealing fangirls giving him an idea of who exactly had made the appearance. Curious, Raihan pushed himself to his feet and wandered over to investigate.

Leon’s booming voice easily carried in the air, his laugh echoing across the tall brick buildings that populated Hammerlocke.

“Thank you all very much for your constant support!” the champion’s voice bellowed out, a tinge of exhaustion just barely noticeable to Raihan. “But I’m only here to visit a friend of mine.”

The crowd sighed dejectedly, but eventually made way for him to walk through. Raihan hesitantly came to a stop just a bit away, trying to remind himself that Leon wouldn’t recognize him like this. Just as the champion emerged from the crowd, the two locked eyes. Raihan gave a smile and waved. He expected something similar in kind.

He was not expecting Leon to full-on look away, rubbing the back of his neck with a hot blush coating his face.

Oh shit.

“Hello,” Leon tried for a calm smile, but still looked plenty flustered as he approached the person he didn’t realize was his best guy friend. “Are you, perhaps, a fan?”

I should probably tell him, Raihan mulled that thought over in his mind.

“You could say that.”

“Do you want an autograph? I don’t mind sparing an extra league card for a special fan!”

Raihan nearly burst out laughing. But he didn’t, mainly because he at least gave Leon credit for using the icebreaker he had told him to use a few months back. Leon was always so terrible with women, and now he was, flirting with someone who only looked female. Oh, the embarrassment Leon would be feeling if only he knew…

“Ooo, so I’m special, huh? I’m honored, Mr. Champion~.”

Leon blushed some more, reaching into his back pocket to pull out a card and a pen that he always carried with him. This was totally fucked up, but Raihan let himself enjoy the moment as his unknowing best friend scribbled his autograph on a league card with hearts in his eyes. Raihan gave a wink as he took the card between his two fingers. He watched in cruel joy as Leon fumbled with a farewell, nearly stumbling over himself as he walked back down the street. This would definitely be a memory that Raihan would never forget.

The gym leader walked home not long after that, still snickering to himself over the escapades of the day. He snuck back to his apartment, hoping to keep himself from raising eyebrows from his neighbors as he slipped into the safety of his home. It was dark, and a soft light from his phone on his bed caught his attention just before he turned on the lights. The gym leader picked up the device; several missed calls, a bunch of unread messages, and perhaps a thousand various social media notifications. He skimmed all the notifications, surprised to find himself so surprised that people were curious at his sudden silence online. Various fans commented on his posts, many of which he recognized to be long-term fans of his work all noting how Raihan was never absent from the online-life. People he had never even met were genuinely worried about him. He looked at the calls. Most were work-related, a few numbers he sort of recognized as being some officials from the league that he never bothered to save their contact information; many were from Leon and some of the other gym leaders. His stomach rumbled with a small guilt. It’s a little harder to be ambivalent when it’s your friends who are worried, as well. He pulled up the messages, noting that most of them were the sporadic and short-fire messages from Leon (go figure), asking him where he was and if everything was alright. Raihan only paused for a moment to laugh when Leon mentioned meeting a beautiful woman earlier in the day. With a deep sigh, Raihan took the time to reply to the messages, eventually moving on to post a quick text update for his social media pages regarding his absence; everything was fine, he just wanted to be off the grid for a while. Comments flowed in, for once all positive. Raihan smiled, resting back into the warm confines of his bed. He had grown so accustomed to this body already, but he knew that he would be ready to return to his well-earned life as a gym leader sometime soon. He closed his eyes, letting his mind wander a bit more as sleep began to claim him bit by bit. Even if he remained in this body forever, Raihan was certain that he much preferred the life of a star more than the life of a simple human. It was just how he was wired - nothing wrong with either lifestyle, of course. He smiled at that thought.

When morning arrived the next day, all was back to normal. Now, Raihan only had to figure out how he was going to face Leon again without busting into a fit of laughter.

[6rookie-writer0110]

Johnny Cash said go to Williamsburg

platonic GOT cast X Male reader

Request - Ok good I was just asking if you would cause I wanted to ask for the platonic GOT cast X Male reader (au happy ending with Dany alive and good) being one of Dany's dragons but this one can talk and he had to do the CGI and all that and it was really fun like Benedict Cumberbatch in hobbit and his character is sassy from time to time and during an interview they showed all kinds of bloopers with the dragon trying on different accents and famous voice impersonations and dancing on his hind legs(1)

2) the reader is around 20 and his kid was born during highschool and the reader has a great talent at drama class and is the comedian of the group and he doesn't go to a lot of interviews and during one they see his shirt which has in big words world's best daddy and has glitter

You rarely do interviews because you want to keep your personal very private. You agree to do a cast interview on the show Late Night with Seth Meyers.

You left your son with the babysitter and you have to do an interview with your co-stars. You see you co-Stars all dressed fancy while you have on a shirt in big words world's best daddy and has glitter.

”Wow, Y/N,” Emilia said.

”Everyone looks amazing!” You cheerfully said.

”Why you didn't tell us you are a dad and why you didn't dress up?” Lena said.

”I really don't like to dress up. And I promised my son, I would we're the shirt he made me” You said.

”Oh, Y/N that is so damn adorable,” Emilia said.

”Soon, everyone will meet him,” You said.

You sit between Kit and Peter. Seth asked questions about the show and the characters etc.

”Y/N, who made you that shirt?” Seth asked.

”My son, he is really into art. He is a toddler and he is shy and clingy” You said.

”Does your son knows what his father does for a living?” Seth asked.

”I told him I play a dragon, he starts to touch my face and he laughs and said no,” You said and everyone laughed.

”That is cute,” Kit said.

”Any other stories?” Seth asked.

”I really don't need an alarm clock, because he always wakes up early. He will lie on top of my face suffocate me and he starts to giggle” You said.

Everyone starts to laugh again. Seth showed bloopers of the cast. You do CGI for one of Daenerys Targaryen’s dragons. In the video, you are next to Emilia and you start to different accents and she starts to laugh. Next, you forget your lines and Emilia made you laugh. Then you start to dance and Emilia and Kit try to copy your dance moves but couldn't.

✧ ✯ ✧ ✫

You didn't go to work today because you wanted to spend the day with your son because it's his birthday. You invited his friends to the party and the theme is Spiderman. You watch your son try to make friends but he runs to you. And you picked him up.

”You don't want to play with them?” You asked.

He shakes his head no and he gives his face on your shoulder. Emilia arrived with gifts and Kit has on a Spiderman costume. He points at them and you smiled.

”Happy birthday, Bobby. Look who came to visit!” Emilia said with a smile.

”Happy birthday, Bobby! I'm glad your father told me about your birthday” Kit said.

Bobby starts to smile and he wants Kit to hold him.

”Now go have fun with Spiderman,” You said.

You hugged Emilia and she gave you the gifts.

”Thank you, for you and Kit coming to the party,” You said.

”I bought him dinosaur toys and a kid's book of Spongebob,” Emilia said.

”He will love it. Come, I will grill food for you” You said.

”I will love that because I really need to eat something,” Emilia said.

Later, you took many pictures of your son with everyone. You are really happy that Kit and Emilia made your son happy. Bobby won't leave Kit’s side because he thinks Kit is the real Spiderman.

Everyone starts to sing happy birthday and he hides his face on your arm. Kit took the pictures of you and Bobby together.

✧ ✯ ✧ ✫

You still don't do a lot of interviews like your co-stars. But they watched your interview with Ellen DeGeneres.

”Y/N, how did you get into acting?” Ellen asked.

”It started in high school, I would never miss drama class. I felt happy making people laugh and I always loved to put a show. When my son Bobby was born, I gave up acting for a little bit. Because taking care of a newborn was extremely hard for me” You said.

”Did Kit really dressed up as Spiderman, for your son’s birthday?” Ellen asked.

You don't post a lot of pictures of your son on Instagram if you do you cover his face. Emilia posted a picture of kit wearing the Spiderman costume. And she wrote; Happy birthday Bobby! 🎂🎉😊😙

”Yes! And all-day he didn't want to leave Kit’s side so now Bobby has a new father” You said

Everyone laughed along with you. While talking to Ellen she scared you two times and you ran off stage and she can't stop laughing.

✧ ✯ ✧ ✫

Your co-stars went to San Diego Comic-Con, but they think you won't be there.

Before going to comic con, you go to Party City store with your son. You and Bobby walk around trying to decide what to wear.

”Any ideas, what I should wear?” You asked him.

He points at the picture on the wall.

”Iron First!” He cheerfully said.

You high five him.

”Good choice. Do you want to be Batman?” You asked.

”I want to be Batman. Dad, can I get Pokemon cards and candy?” Bobby asked.

”Yea, you can. Let's go tell the staff to get out costumes” You said.

Bobby high five you again.

Finally, arriving at Comic-Con you spend time with your son and you bought stuff for him and yourself. You see your cast on the panel, you and Bobby get on and he has the mic.

”Hello! and my dad love's you guys and has a surprise for you,” Bobby said.

You take off your mask and Bobby does the same. Everyone started to cheer and go crazy. You get the mic and you pick up your son.

”We are glad to be here and this my son Bobby,” You said.

”Hi!” Bobby yelled into the mic.

You hugged your friends and they hugged Bobby too. You answer questions about your character and about Dany too. Bobby is sitting on your lap and he waves at people.

Later, you take pictures with the fans and they are very happy to meet you. Bobby would photobomb every picture you take with everyone. They didn't mind he photobomb the pictures.

Much later, you go to a cafe shop with your friends. You are still wearing your costume and Bobby too.

”I’m going to pay, so tell me what you all want,” Peter said.

”I want a medium caramel mocha,” You said.

”Me too!” Bobby said too loud.

”Bobby, you can't have coffee or ice coffee,” You said.

”Dad, I'm not Bobby. I’m Batman” Bobby tried to mimic Burce Wayne's voice.

Everyone laughed.

”Well, Batman can only have chocolate milk,” You said to Peter.

✧ ✯ ✧ ✫

Your manager told you to go to the 70th Emmy Awards and you said sure. But you had to wear a suit and you said fine. Bobby wasn't supposed to go but the babysitter had to cancel at the last minute.

You don't trust just anyone to watch him. So, you helped put on a suit and he is very happy to go with you to the show. You put on men's cologne

”Dad, spray perfume on me,” Bobby said.

”Its called cologne. Come here and I will show how to put it on” You said.

You showed him to spray it on and he did it.

”Bobby, you don't have to take pictures if you don't want to,” You said.

You are on one knee for eye contact.

”I want to take pictures with you,” Bobby said.

”Okay, let's take pictures together, buddy,” You said.

You and Bobby posed for the paparazzi. You meet up with your friends and hugged everyone. You told them why Bobby came.

While sitting with them, Bobby told you he is hungry. You take out a small packet of apple slices from your blazer. Bobby starts to eat it

”Nick! I have apple here” Bobby said.

He doesn't know how to say Nikolaj properly so he just calls him, Nick.

”Thank you, I like apples,” Nikolaj said with a smile.

He high five Bobby.

”Peter, you want apples?” Bobby asked.

”Of course,” Peter said.

Now he is sharing his apple slices with Nikolaj and Peter.

The show won an Emmy and everyone is on stage. Bobby is holding your Emmy and he waves at everyone.

”Trophies up!” Photographer said.

”Woot! Woot!” Peter said.

”Woot! woot! Yay!” Bobby said.

You did go to the after-party for a bit then went home with Bobby, because he is falling asleep.

[nestlefox]

A new foe has appeared (another fanfic)

me:  I should write a quick fanfic about how Leon and my oc could meet.

me, while writing and realizing it's becoming a ship fanfic: ah shit, here we go again

The t.v. in his living room was just background noise to Ralphael as he was sketching.  Crumbled pieces of paper were scattered around him on the floor.   Several concepts but none were good enough.  "Arceus dammit!" he yelled in frustration.  The fashion designer felt like he was at the brink of ripping his hair out.  If it weren't for his togekiss flying up to him and laying on his lap, Raphael would have thrown his notepad out the window.  He caressed the fluffy pokemon.  Gumball's presence was already enough for Raphael to forget his troubles. He sighed, "I guess I can sketch some more designs tomorrow".  As he was about to set his notebook full of sketches, the designer saw the clock beaming out the numbers "1:34" with the bright red light. He thought to himself," Jeez, how long was I drawing" as he grabbed Gumball and got up from his chair.  Stumbling to his bedroom, Raphael just plopped to his bed to fall asleep as his togekiss just laid on top of him.   Raphael woke up to what felt like years of slumber.  He had no idea what time it was until he turned on his phone.  The second his phone was back to life, he was bombarded by texts and missed call notifications.  Raphael could only feel panic, He had no idea what could've to happen.  Scrolling throughout the rows of notification, he found out that his manager was the culprit of his calls.  Through his hesitation, Raphael called her, "What's the scoop?".  "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" Lilac screamed, but before Raphael could say anything, she resumed back to screaming, "DON'T YOU KNOW HOW LATE IT IS?".  With these remarks, Ralphael finally checked the time and realized it was four in the afternoon.  He finally understood why she was pissed off. "I've been trying to call you all day! Do you know how big this offer is?" His manager added.  "Offer, I'm not even done with my previous offer," Raphael thought to himself.  With these questions lingering in his mind, "What's this offer about?" instantly becoming curious. His boss began to calm down a bit, "So you know how my friend's sister-in-law's boss has connections in Galar, well, she was able to hook up us to one of their fancy Galar dinner parties". Raphael was somewhat impressed. Lilac is prone to talking about "a friend of a friend of a friend" nonsense, but he couldn't believe that she was honest for once. " And that's not all, she was able to hook up with a commission from the champion himself". This only sparked the designer's interest even more by the mention of this foreign champion, "Au contraire, tell me more.", he replied. "From someone with your status, I expected you to know, color me surprised", She commented," His name's Leon; he's a cutie but a walking disaster".  Raphael assumed that his boss was blowing things out of proportions.  He chuckled, "We'll see.". The fashionista was at the brink of hanging up before he heard those few yet urgent words," We're leaving tomorrow, bye!".  The click of the ending call left Raphael speechless. He had less than twenty-four hours to get everything purchased, equipped and gathered before heading off to Galar.  And to make things worse, he had no idea what this guy look like, giving poor Raphael no idea what to buy!  As much of a prepare-freak he is, Raphael exed out purchasing any equipment he didn't already have, "I can always buy stuff when I get there" he thought to himself.  First, he called with his previous customer about their postponed clothing and packed about a week worth of clothing.  After all of that, he felt that is was appropriate to eat something for once.   Today was now a new yet tense day for Raphael.  He's arranged to visit this exotic region he knows nothing about and design clothing for someone he knows nothing about.  If it weren't for his extroverted nature, he'd be a sawsbuck in headlights.  Raphael did some searching about Leon, and Lilac wasn't fibbing. The designer could see people finding him as an absolute dreamboat, but his clothes destroyed Raphael's rose-tinted glasses.  He could only imagine how immature Leon would be.   He arrived at the train stop and was somewhat stunned by the abundance of people traveling to Galar as well.  Raphael was no fan of those high-class trains so he suck it up and entered the crowded vehicle.  The travel felt more like years than hours, nevertheless, he reached Galar. Much to his surprise, the area was better than the pictures.  Even though half of his family is from here, he never had the chance to experience it.  The only times where he could see glimpses of it was from his favorite cousin, Cornelius.  Speaking of which, Raphael has been yearning to meet her ever since.   But Raphael was seized by a herd of fans outside of the train station.  His first assumption was that this group was for him.  But the second, he steps foot outside, there was no reaction to his arrival whatsoever.  Raphael was a bit huffy but was curious about this crowd. It took him a bit to get any view, but he noticed the purple hair. Then and there, Raphael finally laid his eyes on Leon.  Something about him made the diva feel love-struck out of nowhere.  Whether if it was his golden eyes, that can melt your heart away or his crystal white smile,  this champion stole Ralphael's heart with just one glance. Leon was probably able to sense tourists because it didn't take him long to spot him. "Hello there!" He greeted the tourist, "You're that fashion designer, aren't you?".  Raphael was taken aback by this.  His appearance didn't scream out," fashionista" so the only way the champion would have known is by photos.  Raphael never this flattered as before. " Indeed I am, Raphael A." He introduced himself as he looked up at the man, who was easily towering over him, "Well, Ralphy, It's nice to see you!".  Raphael despised that nickname, but he let it slide as he smiled at the fellow and informed him that they'll meet later that day before walking off. Raphael wanted time by himself to explore the region.  He began to take in the beautiful scenery as he began to view the prestigious flora and pokemon.  Throughout his walk, he was able to find directions to his cousin's job.  Luckily, It wasn't that far off from where Raphael was at.   There, he spotted Cornelius,  surrounded by these gigantic birds of steel.  Cornelius couldn't hold in her excitement as she gave her baby cousin the biggest hug she could give.  "It felt like yesterday when I saw you learning how to knit!" she exclaimed as she scruffed up his hair a bit.  "You could say that again, but do you mind explaining why a group of human-sized birds are with you?" Raphael asked while pointing at the beady-eyed birds.  "Don't act so dramatic, these corviknights wouldn't hurt a fly!" Cornelius expressed as one the birds began to devour one of the small rodent pokemon.  "You're here because of Leon, aren't you" she teased.  "Well yes, but no, it's not what you think!" Raphael exclaimed before he heard his cousin chuckling, " Calm down, will you, but I should hand you this." Cornelius replied before handing Raphael a magazine.  He was a bit confused but flipped through a couple pages until he saw a specific quote, "Unless they can beat me in a battle, expect me wearing what I usually wear at the dinner party.". That bastard was talking behind his back!  Raphael let that bloke's good looks get the best of him, thinking he wouldn't read that magazine.  He apologized to his cousin for cutting their meeting short as he marched right up to Leon's place, bag in tow.   Leon was enjoying his day in peace before he was disturbed by a loud knock on the door.  He opened the door, only to be greeted by the same little diva he met at the train stop.  "Ralphy isn't it, you're here for the concepts" Leon kindly asked. "Don't give me that Ralphy shit, right here right now!" Raphael blurted out as he grabbed the five pokeballs that were stored in his luggage. A bit appalled, Leon didn't oppose the proposition of the battle, grabbing his own pokeballs as well.  Raphael kept up a good fight but was still incapable of defeating the champion.  "I guess they don't call "the Galar champion" for nothing." Raphael relented.  "Don't feel bad, you actually challenged me quite a bit!" Leon stated.  Somehow, those kind words made the designer attracted to this man. The more he was thinking about it, Raphael began to wonder if that quote was even reliable. "I guess you proved me wrong." he expressed while grabbing his baggage.  Leon was awfully baffled by this statement," What do you mean by that?".  In a couple of seconds, he grabbed the newly made magazine and gave it to him, open to the infamous pages.  Leon didn't have to look at the actual pages to know what actually happened. He could only laugh," Did you read the rest of the page?" he asked.  Raphael was fuming.  He thought Leon was calling him stupid.  He quickly grabbed the small book, "Of course I did, who do y-!". He paused momentarily.  Finally reading the rest of the page, he found out that Leon's brother, Hop, made the response himself in his brother's name. The defeated opponent's face became a bounsweet pink from embarrassment.  "I'm sorry, I just thought you were playing some joke." he apologized greatly.  "It's no sweat!" Leon comforted Raphael, " It gets to the best of us.".  The designer smiled in relief as he grabbed his bag, filled with his equipment and walked into Leon's house with him in tow. Raphael was amazed by the interior of the champion's residence.  Although, he wasn't surprised due to Leon's high status.   He lurked around the house for a clean room to create his sketches.  He finally discovered the perfect room. It was a small office but had the right amount of lighting.  Arranging his luggage to the new room, Raphael began to sketch several possibilities of Leon's outfit.  The jock was all the more curious by these designs as he began to peek at the doodles.  Raphael was a bit quicker as he moved his notebook away from Leon, "no peeking". The fashionista's teasing slightly upset Leon. "You're expecting me to wait until the very last second to actually see it?" He questioned Raphael, only to witness him nodding as a response.  "I know what I'm doing, sir, I've been designing for over five years!" but as Raphael was rambling about his experience, Leon was able to take the notebook out of his grip.  Raphael felt a wave a shock when he could no longer feel the papers and files of designs in his hands but were, instead, the grasp of Leon.  The champion began to observe the potential designs and rejected all of them.  "I don't mean to upset you, but I'm not really a fan of these old Galar royalty wear."  He explained, "Maybe something a bit more modern?".  Raphael was appalled.  After all these years, Leon was basically the first customer to have a problem with his designs.  But the fashionista knew that the customer was right and swallowed his pride. "I guess you can look at the sketches" he expressed in defeat as he was handed back the notebook.   It the two hours until the two could compromise on one design.  To Raphael, it was far from what he expected for a design but was good enough for him and Leon.  "I was wondering if I could invite you for lunch" Leon suggested, "It's the least I could do!".  Raphael was mildly hesitantly but obliged to the request.  Before exiting the house, he grabbed the pokeball that held Gumball and released him from the ball.  Leon was instantly fascinated by the flying pokemon.  "I've never seen this pokemon around, what's it called?" Leon asked as he gave Gumball a pokepuff.  Raphael was a bit confused by that question, "It's a togekiss, you're telling me you've never seen a togekiss before?" the diva questioned the champion.  "I've seen them on television, but I didn't believe that they were actually real," he confessed, "Galar has a pretty strict pokemon law, only pokemon native here can be here".  "Maybe I could show you the pokemon from Alola when you come there," Raphael suggested, giving Leon a slight smile. Heading towards the rural parts of Galar, Raphael began to notice something.  Right beside him, there was a ranch with wooloos galloping around.  He was in awe as he got closer to the ranch, having a closer look at the small pokemon.  "Oh, them? those are wooloos!" Leon explained, somewhat amused by Raphael's excitement.  "I could use them for your outfit!" he expressed in glee,  gently caressing one of the wooloo's wool.  Leon explained that they're easily catchable so it shouldn't be a worry getting your hands on one of them.  Assuring him that they'll catch one before nightfall.  The two continued their journey to a restaurant or at least a cafe. The city was packed with civilians and pokemon of all sorts.  And of course, crowds of people began to surround both Leon and Raphael.  People were both excited and confused by the two's arrival.  " Who's that guy Leon's with? Are they dating? Why are they walking together?"  Many questions arose from the hoards of people.  Raphael always enjoyed being the center of attention, but this time was different.  Instead of the gaze of admiration, there were gazes of judgemental and disappointing looks. Raphael kept a calm demeanor but could only feel a bit insecure.  The two luckily found a small cafe before anything could happen.   The aroma of pastries surrounded the facility while the area was decorated with the colors of the sunset.  Leon ordered a sandwich while Raphel ordered a salad.  The two found a table, near a window, projecting the glorious scenery.  However, the stares of the people of Galar didn't fade.  It seemed that Leon was the only one oblivious to this fact.  "Call me crazy, but an awful lot of people are staring a bit."  Raphael mention. "I get used to it" Leon explained but his expression changed when his friend explained how the stares seemed judgemental. Leon finally understood Raphael's discomfort, "Don't worry about them, they'll start liking you sooner or later" he reassured him. Leon's soothing voice comforted the designer.   "You mentioned Alola earlier." The champion mentioned, "What's it like in Alola?".  "It's really not that different from here," Raphael expressed, "My family actually owned a farm.". "I guess wooloos don't live in Alola," Leon remarked as he took a bite of his sandwich.  "No, but we have tons of mareeps and miltanks."  the designer mentioned as he grabbed his phone to show pictures of his with his farm pokemon.   The champion was surprised, "So you became a farmer to a fashion designer, that's a bit of a stretch" he giggled a bit.  "It's not that much of a stretch, my mother taught me how to sew clothes. " He explained his childhood to Leon. But as he was talking, Raphael began to remember his childhood with his mother.  Leon noticed that Raphael was deep in his thoughts and asked him if he was ok.  The fashionista snapped back into reality and reassured him that he was ok.  At that moment, Raphael asked Leon if they should finally leave.  Leon obliged as the two left the building, along with Gumball.   The once blue sky shimmered into bright peach and pink as the lakes reflected their colorful beauty.  The rural fields had tons of wooloos resting and grazing grass.  Without hesitation, Raphael grabbed one of his love-balls and caught one.  Raphael was ecstatic when he captured the pokemon and named them "Wally". Since Raphael still had his luggage at Leon's residence, they decided to head back to the area.  While packing up his tools, he heard Leon's voice once more," It's pretty dark out,".  "I could pay for a taxi or you could spend the night here," Leon suggested.   Raphael knew what Leon was hinting towards. He relented and told him that he could stay for just one night.   After getting into some PJ's, Raphael sat down on the couch while snuggling with Gumball and began to draw in his notebook.  Leon glanced over his shoulder and was a bit baffled, "I thought we were done with the outfit for today?".  "We are," Raphael reassured him, "I just like to draw sometimes.". "Why don't you draw me" Leon requested as he got closer to Raphael, laying his head on the designer's shoulder.  Raphael began to draw Leon.  He looked over his shoulder to find the champion, playfully sticking his tongue.  Raphael couldn't hold in his laughter as he continued to draw.  As he scribbled among the blank sheets of paper, the designer felt two arms, gently wrapping around his chest.  Raphael adored Leon's embrace as he glanced back at the champion.  He knew that these actions weren't just coincidences. "Why'd you wanted me to stay here?" Raphael questioned him. "I didn't necessarily want you to stay- I mean I enjoy your presence it's just that-"  Leon began to stammer with his words until he gave up with back-pedaling, "I just love being with you.". Raphael knew Leon liked him but was still stunned by this confession.  "You're one of the few people who don't see as just the champion of Galar," Leon confessed, "Plus, you're a pretty good trainer!" Raphael was joyous that someone he admired shared the same feeling with him.  Before he said anything, the fashionista placed his hands on Leon's cheeks and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips," I love you, too." he cooed.  Leon finally sat on the couch as well as he reeled the designer in for a hug.  He adored Leon's embrace as he rested his head on the dragon trainer's chest.  Raphael snuggled up with his boyfriend as he began to drift off to sleep.

[thysurveys]

870.

April 18, 2019

Do you own a pink toaster? Nope.

Do you live by yourself? No. I live with Kevin.

Do you shower every day? Yes, mostly.

Is English your native language? Yes.

Do you like cleaning? Depends.

Who is your favorite character from Harry Potter? Never really thought about it.

Do you hear any music now? Nope.

Do you watch Pewdiepie? Nope. Are you married? Nope.

Do you like Despacito? No.

Do you drink coffee? Yes.

Do you know any Swedish words? No.

Do you play Pokemon Go? I did.

Do you think you’re fat? Yes.

Did you ever color your hair pink? No.

Do you press Caps Lock or hold Shift for capital letters? Caps.

Do you own any pop figures? Nope.

Do you like Dr. Phil? Never really cared for him.

Do you prefer to be inside or outside? Outside.

Do you drink energy drinks? No.

Do you eat meat? Yes.

Do you need to do the dishes? I do. And our dishwasher is currently broken.

Do you have any posters in your room? Nope.

How old were you 2010? 15.

Are you scared of clowns? No.

Who is your favorite youtuber? I only ever really watch KKandBabyJ and OKBaby at the very minute lol.

Do you have any subscribers on youtube? I do. I used to have a gaming channel, but stopped recently.

Do you believe in ghosts? Spirits.

Do you salt your popcorn? I prefer butter.

Do you like McDonalds? Not really, anymore.

Do you have a Steam account? Yes, sir.

Is the sun shining right now? Nope.

What time is it? 9:43 pm. How much battery do you have on your phone? 3% lol. What device are you using while taking this survey? Laptop. Do you brush your teeth everyday? Mostly every day.

Do you bite your nails? I do.

What’s your gender? Female.

Do you like gaming? I love the Sims. Otherwise, I’m not a big gamer.

What’s the first word that comes to your mind if I say: Boop! Nose. < same.

What month is it? April.

Do you like reading books? I do!

Have you ever played Five Nights at Freddy’s? Nope.

Do you like horror movies? If I am with someone.

Do you own a TV? I do.

Is your favorite animal a dog? It isn’t.

Do you have a pet cat? I do.

Do you like chicken nuggets? Sure.

What color is the ceiling in the room? White.

Do you own a car? I don’t technically own it until I pay off my car loan. But yeah. I guess?

What age do you turn on your next birthday? 25.

Do you like religion? I don’t like nor dislike.

Have you ever tried Akinator? Uh huh.

Do you like Grand Theft Auto V? Sure. It passes time.

Are you wearing socks right now? I never wear socks, man.

Do you have a headache? I had a bloody migraine today.

Do you cry a lot? Yea.

Can you twerk? HA no.

Do you like dabbing? No.

Name four things in the room. Laptop, Coke, Fan and Bed.

Can money buy you happiness? It buys a certain amount of happiness, yes.

What was the last country you visited? America other than my own, Australia.

Do you live in a town? It’s a suburb.

Do you like fishing? I haven’t been for a long while now.

Do you want to be famous? Nope.

Do you have any siblings? I do.

Have you ever been to a funeral? Plenty.

Do you have a Spotify Account? I do.

Have you heard of Blizzard Entertainment? It sounds very familiar!

Do you drink milk? Not usually.

Are you tired? I am. I’ve had horrendous insomnia the past week.

Do you like bananas? Yes.

Are you addicted to anything? I wouldn’t say I am?

Are your hands always cold? Nope

Are you in love? Uh huh.

What’s the temperature outside? I don’t exactly know but it’s freaking cold!

Do you like snow? Sure.

Where are you from? Aus.

Would you rather Play, Pause, Rewind, Fast Forward or Stop? Play?

Do you know your phone number? Of course.

Do you like sleeping? I’m actually not a big sleeper. I love sleeping when I am really tied though, of course! Lol.

What do you think of Fifty Shades of Grey? I was well into it when I was younger. I really started to dislike it after the films tbh. I don’t know.

Do you swear in front of children? Nope.

Is my grammar fine? Sure.

[magioftheseas]

Jabberwock Reverie

for @i-demand-a-hug

Day 5: AU/Crossover (Alternative: Life/Death)

Summary: Kamukura is approached by an eccentric trainer with a Blissey. That this trainer doesn't like battling is just one element that draws Kamukura's attention. Pokemon Trainer AU taking place on the made-up region named Jabberwock.

Rating: G

Warnings: Vague references to injuries. And then nothing else.

Notes: Friendly friend, I wrote the pkmn trainer au! It’s short and slice-of-life fluff and I hope you like it! Since today’s prompt is also fitting, I’m submitting it to the week, too. Blissey is cute. Very, very cute. Komaeda’s full nickname for her is Blissey’s French name but shortened. His shortened nickname is...an obvious reference.

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“Hey...can you hear me?”

“Uuu... Uu...”

“Euphy, don’t hover. He might end up feeling suffocated.”

Immediately, crimson red eyes flickered open. The other trainer jumped along with his Blissey.

“Aah!” he gasped. And then, he caught his breath as Kamukura sat up. “So, you were just lying there of your own volition...? You really shouldn’t just lay out in the open like that. It’s rather dangerous. Do you at least have your Pokémon with you?”

“No,” he said. “I do not need them. I can handle myself.”

“E... Ehhh...?” Bored with the matter, Kamukura stands and dusts himself off. He turns to be on his way to nowhere in particular, but the other trainer is calling out for him. “Wait, wait...! Are you him, then?! The incredible Kamukura Izuru?!”

That Blissey slid in front of him, blocking his way. Even with his icy glare, she didn’t move. Kamukura blinked a few times, and the trainer caught up to him, albeit short of breath.

“I-I, um... I’m a huge fan!” he exclaimed. “Anyone who can lead any Pokémon like that...! They must be something else! I’ve heard all sorts of things!”

“Most of them silly rumors, I assume,” Kamukura replied coolly. “But if it is a battle you wish for, I have no interest. As I said, I have no Pokémon with me. And I have no interest in going and rallying a group for such a menial request.”

“I’m... No, no...” The other shook his head. “I’m not a battler. Too chaotic. Too messy.”

“Then a demonstration of skill? An autograph?” he asked, almost snappishly. “You and your Blissey are in my way.”

“I didn’t tell Euphorie to do that, but she tends to do as she wants.” The trainer gives his Blissey a look. Blissey was still glaring at Kamukura, however, for his rude attitude, so the trainer can only sigh. “Euphy’s been with me since I was a kid and she was a Happiny. So she feels pretty comfortable doing whatever.”

Kamukura blinks, once, twice.

“...it seems you two are quite close, then.”

“Aha...” The trainer blushes, tugging at his hat. It does little to hide the wild, white curls of his hair. “Hearing that from Kamukura Izuru is something else... But no, I just wanted to get to know you better.”

Kamukura quirks an eyebrow. And the trainer goes on.

“I mean... Anyone who can communicate with all Pokémon the way you can... You must really have a beautiful, wonderful heart,” he murmured, fiddling with his fingers. “Someone like you who can bring out the beauty of Pokémon...who understands them so well... I really, really want to see such things for myself.”

...Huh.

“Your name,” Kamukura said. “What is it?”

“O-Oh right! I never gave you my name!! O-Oh dear...” Flustered, he practically covers his face in his hand, taking in a deep, shaking, shuddering and steadying breath. He meets Kamukura’s gaze, his own eyes shimmering. “Komaeda... Nagito. I’m Komaeda Nagito. I-I’m from Laverre City, Kalos.”

“Kamukura Izuru,” Kamukura said. “Which you already knew.”

Komaeda nodded almost helplessly and waved his hands.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Kamukura-kun.” Despite everything, he manages a bright smile. “I hope we can get along in spite of myself.”

Euphorie chirps happily in agreement.

“...it is nice to meet you,” Kamukura echoed and then nodded towards the bouncing Blissey. “Now if you do not mind... I am rather hungry.”

“O-Oh, let’s eat then! I do have food we can share, Kamukura-kun!”

“Uu!” Euphorie happily waved an egg in the air, making Komaeda laugh.

“And Euphy has her eggs. You can enjoy one at your leisure. It would make Euphy happy as well.”

“Hm.” A pause. “Very well.”

“Yay, yay!”

“Uu, uu!”

And that was how they met.

--

Kamukura Izuru had never been too terribly interested in people. However, Pokémon were different. Their level of understanding and their intelligence was at a level that humans couldn’t hope to fully understand. And yet, despite that, so many of them wanted to get along with humans regardless save for a few exceptions.

Humans were careless and often cruel. Kamukura knew this well, even without taking his own experiences into account. There were many—far too many humans who were consumed by greed and ego. Humans who pushed their Pokémon to the brink for the sake of weakly-defined ambition.

But even humans who truly loved Pokémon were ones that Kamukura hardly connected with. After all, he cared little for battling, and he cared less so for being a trainer. If he were forced into a battle, he would just recruit Pokémon who would’ve charged after the other trainer anyway.

After all, he was built in with the strategies that would succeed, for any and all circumstances.

Unfortunately, that gave him an annoying reputation. One that only aggravated him further when people began to recognize him.

The Jabberwock Region was meant to be remote, but it seemed that no matter where he turned, a trainer would be waiting in the midst.

...all that said, he didn’t mind Komaeda Nagito.

Komaeda Nagito, for a trainer, was a curious one. As someone from Kalos, he expectably had an eye for beauty and aesthetic. Trainers who did not like to battle were uncommon, but not unheard of, however...

It was clear that Komaeda Nagito was a bit of an eccentric. His partner Pokémon fussed over him more like a parent. He often got into unique predicaments through the means of what could only be dumb luck. He seemed to be interested in anything and everything that Kamukura had to say. Even when it came to strategies that Komaeda had no use for whatsoever.

It was...strange and yet, this person’s presence was not an unpleasant one.

“Dia, look at all these brambles stuck in your fur... How despairing...”

“She is from Alola,” Kamukura observed. Komaeda perked up and nodded.

“Ah, yeah, as a Vulpix, she snuck into my bag and I ended up hiking with her. It took a while before I realized where the extra weight came from. But she really does have a lot of charm, doesn’t she?” Komaeda hums as he combs through one of the silky smoke-colored tails. “She prefers to laze around, that said. As expected, I suppose, of a former deity...”

Kamukura’s gaze flickers to the Ninetales’ relaxed expression, eyes shut and head ducked. Then, beady red eyes opened briefly to meet his own gaze.

“...as expected,” he merely echoed. “She has a unique color as well.”

“Ah... Yeah...”

Komaeda’s shoulders were tense.

“...a lot of my Pokémon have a unique color,” he mumbled. “Only Euphy doesn’t. Because... She was given to me as a Happiny by my parents.”

“I see.”

Curious. Pokémon of a different color tend to be rather elusive.

“A-Ah, oh, Kamukura-kun!” Komaeda gasped. “There’s so many brambles in your hair, too! After I finish with Dia, I can comb them out if you want.”

Kamukura blinks once, twice, and Komaeda frets.

“O-Or not!” he exclaimed. “Goodness, of course you wouldn’t want someone like me touching your hair...”

Komaeda Nagito is...

“Actually, I do not mind.”

...not a bad person to be around.

“A-Ah, oh...” Komaeda’s cheeks darken. One of Dia’s tails plops onto his head, tickling his nose until he sneezed.

Kamukura snorted at the sight.

Surprisingly, I really don’t mind this person’s company.

He wasn’t sure why. More data would have to be gathered.

--

At some point, he wakes up to something burning.

“Oh, no! No, no, no! Dia! Freeze it!”

And now, there was a frozen pot atop the pile of charred lumber that used to be their campfire. Komaeda whined as Dia yawned with disinterest. Already, Euphorie was trying to cajole him with an egg.

“...Komaeda Nagito, what, exactly were you trying to do?” he asked. “If you wanted to cook, you should have asked me.”

Komaeda sniffles as he nibbles reservedly on the egg. He brightens up a little, but it’s not much. “I wanted to make cupcakes...! Or poffins... Whatever seemed like a better idea at the time, I guess?”

Kamukura blinks at him.

“...I see.”

He guesses.

“But I really am a terrible cook,” Komaeda laments. “And even though I tried to do my best without a recipe... Uuu...”

“Uuu,” Euphorie echoes.

“Uuu,” Kamukura drones. And then he flips his hair back. “It is alright. This is expectable behavior from you at this point. I do not mind it much. The frozen monstrosity has a rather interesting smell. I cannot even tell what ingredients were used. That’s rather impressive.”

“Y-You really think so?” Komaeda asks, hands clasped and eyes sparkling with tears.

Making faces like that...

Kamukura averted his gaze, feeling his cheeks heat oh so slightly.

“It is...quite impressive.”

“Yay!”

He’s...endearing.

It’s strange, thinking that way about someone else—especially a trainer who sought him out at first, but for someone like Komaeda Nagito, it was...just what it was.

Komaeda Nagito, who once again had that forlorn face when staring at the frozen monstrosity that used to be a pot, a campfire, and miscellaneous.

“...what are we supposed to do with this...?”

It was not very often Kamukura Izuru was faced with a situation where he did not know what to do.

“Hmm.”

Interesting.

“...we should run a few experiments. With a factor this indiscernible, the possibilities are indeterminable, thus endless.”

“You really think so?” Komaeda asks. “Nothing too dangerous, right? Oh, not to presume that you’d be reckless, Kamukura-kun! Of course not!” A shudder. Komaeda holds himself. “B-But I can’t deny I’m getting a little excited at the idea of what might happen...!”

“Indeed.”

It was not very often he was the one running tests, after all. Preparations would have to be made first, however, such as...

“Uuu!” Euphorie chirped, and Komaeda immediately turned on his heel.

“Euphy. It might be too dangerous so please return to your ball, okay?”

“Uuu!”

“Euphy, please.”

“Uuu!”

“Euphy...!”

Eventually, they managed.

--

Afterwards, Komaeda was sleeping deeply and heavily and covered in bandages. Kamukura’s own fingers were bandaged as well, and the dull ache still throbbing in his joints and knuckles was still an odd sensation. Unsurprisingly, Euphorie was pressed up protectively against Komaeda, petting his hair as he slumbered and listening intently for anything that might approach them. She was also, occasionally, shooting him quite the dirty look.

A dirty look that he admittedly deserved.

Despite what happened, Komaeda Nagito was laughing it off with an easy smile as always. I suppose, then, that Komaeda Nagito is that kind of person. The kind of person who smiles in the face of misery, and one who has been through enough to become numbed.

He thinks he understands the person called Komaeda Nagito rather well at this point.

...and yet I’m still curious about him. Why?

It looks like he still had information to gather.

...yes... That is all there is to it.

His fingers hurt, but his chest hurt, too. Why? It was not like he was injured there but—

It hurts worse when I look at Komaeda Nagito slumbering so innocently without a care.

Komaeda, who sighed, smiling slightly as Euphorie brushed his hair back.

“...you do that for him often,” Kamukura said quietly. “Would I be accurate to assume it is because of his parents...?”

Euphorie nodded simply at that.

The pain worsened even more. How peculiar. Am I dying?

It really was so curious.

Komaeda murmured something incomprehensible. Before he realized it, he had already reached for him. He only noticed it because Euphorie was giving him a stern, disgruntled look.

“...I do not wish to withdraw,” Kamukura said lowly, not understanding it himself. “But you may smack my hand away if you wish.”

Euphorie’s glare sharpened, but she turned away with a huff, pulling away from Komaeda but still keeping him securely curled up her lap.

Slowly and hesitantly, Kamukura touches his hair.

Fluffy like Euphorie.

He shouldn’t be surprised, and yet, he couldn’t deny the sensation of running his fingers through was quite the pleasant one.

It really is soft.

He remembers Komaeda brushing through his own hair, humming as he did.

“Aha, Kamukura-kun’s hair is like fine silk. Oh, Dia’s fur is still prettier, of course. But Kamukura-kun’s hair is very, very pretty. I really am lucky.”

Lucky, he had said. Luck was such a fickle, boring thing.

“Everyone has the boring element of luck. Even I have luck.”

“Ehe, that’s true. But for me, luck is...mm, different.”

“Different?”

“I don’t want to bore you with talks about myself, Kamukura-kun.”

“Hmm.”

“That was wrong,” he found himself murmuring. “Komaeda Nagito is not boring. I would not have stayed as long as I have if he were.”

Euphorie snorts.

It’s—flustering. Because Komaeda is still sleeping, eyelashes fluttering and lips parting. Komaeda is—

Eye-catching.

“...in all my time wandering around aimlessly, among humans and Pokémon alike, I really haven’t met anyone like him,” Kamukura said. “Especially when it comes to humans. Humans are...predictable. Expectable. Boring. Trainers, especially.”

For a moment, he was quiet, watching Komaeda contemplatively before taking notice of Euphorie’s stare boring into him. With a wide-eyed stare like that, well, it was no wonder she was Komaeda’s Pokémon.

When Komaeda didn’t look at him with awe, it was with this same piercing curiosity.

Kamukura’s eyes fall shut.

“Mmm...” Komaeda shifts as a thumb brushes over the curve of his cheek. “Hnn...”

And then, a sigh.

“Kamu...are you...?”

“Not exactly human?” Kamukura watches blankly as Komaeda’s eyes flew open. “Yes. You’ve suspected that for a while, haven’t you?”

Komaeda flies up, Euphorie quickly taking his shoulders.

“I-I!” He stammers. “I-I was just dreaming...! I...!” Flustered, he tuckers himself out, groaning and rubbing at his temples. “I... So it is true...”

“I am impressed,” Kamukura said. “You did a good job of treating me so normally while suspecting something so abnormal. But you were observing me all along, weren’t you?”

“Not the entire time,” Komaeda mumbled, fiddling with his fingers. “But... Even though I heard the rumors, I didn’t really see anything to support them from you... You were pretty comfortable just sitting around and staring at things, Kamukura-kun. Aha, not what I expected at all. So lazy! So unmotivated! So boring! Not at all what you would expect of a genetically modified trainer!”

Kamukura folds his arms against his chest and turns away.

“Human experimentation is still a weird thing to wrap my head around,” Komaeda goes on, laughing without a hint of mirth. “But I suppose it does make sense. No matter how powerful the Pokémon is, it takes a trainer to make use of it in battle. In the hands of an incompetent trainer, Pokémon are as wonderful as they are completely wasted.”

For a moment, under the twinkling stars, the two of them were quiet.

“Battling is how people and Pokémon alike improve, and both parties are important. Strength can only go so far without strategy. Strategy can only go so far without strength. That said, I still don’t want to force my Pokémon through that with how incompetent I am.”

“Is that it?” Kamukura asked dully. “Or are you perhaps afraid of your own potential?”

With Euphorie nuzzling him, Komaeda could only huff.

“I want to find a way that causes the beauty of Pokémon to blossom like a flower,” he said. “Battling on its own, while inspiring its own specific sort of passion and hope—just isn’t what I’m looking for. Back in Kalos, I found myself utterly entranced by performances. So I want to try something more like that. Contests are nice, but I didn’t want to limit myself to just that, so I came to Jabberwock because I hear that here is where Pokémon shine especially bright.”

“The Pokemon and trainers here are stronger,” Kamukura replied. “But other than that, it is no different than any other region.”

“All regions have their individual charms and distinctions!” Komaeda exclaimed. “To just put it like that is really so boring, Kamukura-kun! Didn’t you come here because you wanted to witness more from people and Pokémon alike?”

Kamukura scoffed.

“I came here because it seemed to be more isolated. I thought I would have better chances of being left alone. Battling...is boring, when I am already designed to be a master of strategy and training. There is nothing more I can obtain in this state.”

Komaeda frowned, puffing his cheeks.

“That’s such a boring thought process to have,” he said. “But... It seems to me that you want to get as far from your intended purpose as possible.”

He didn’t say anything in response to that, but his silence was enough of an answer.

“What an unhappy person you must be,” Komaeda added.

Euphorie offered him an egg with a chirp. She whined when he did not take it.

“I am not unhappy,” he said softly yet firmly. “You are wrong. It is not like that.”

Euphorie whined once more.

“I am not unhappy,” he insisted. “I...”

...I have not been...for a while...at least.

“Is that so?” Komaeda asked enigmatically. He smiles. “Well, that makes me happy to hear. But it’s hard to believe, considering you were so aimless that you’ve just been dealing with my antics.”

It is because of those antics that I am not unhappy.

“It’s the truth,” he said instead. “You need not worry about it, Komaeda Nagito.”

“But I’m going to worry anyway, sorry.” Komaeda is beaming. “Because I really like you, for putting up with me, Kamukura-kun. I really, really like you.”

It was dark out, cold out, and yet he felt his face warm.

“...I... I do not dislike you.”

“That really makes me happy to hear!” Komaeda chirped. “I really am so lucky to be told that by someone like you!”

“Luck has nothing to do with it,” he pointed out. “My feelings are my own regardless of the circumstances that may transpire.”

“Ehehe, I suppose that’s true... Still, I feel pretty lucky...” With that Komaeda lays back down, head in Euphorie’s lap but still beaming up at him with eyes of starlight. “Kamukura-kun, let’s see everything the Jabberwock region has to offer. And if we come across any trainers... Let’s not meet their eyes, okay?”

That will only do so much.

If he is dragged into a battle—he wonders how Komaeda will react. Komaeda, come to think of it, is a bit unpredictable in certain regards. He really is—

“I also want to try cooking again,” Komaeda hums. “Maybe blocks...?”

Something else. He’s something else. Ironic. People would normally say that about myself.

“Your injuries are still healing,” he pointed out. “So, can you wait a few days before that?”

“Ehe. You almost sound like Euphy would.”

Euphorie looked at him pleadingly.

“...if we are going to stick together,” he said. “I might as well look out for you.”

Komaeda blinks at him, and then, ah, he blushes.

“...you don’t have to do that, Kamukura-kun.”

“But I will anyway.”

Komaeda shivers a bit, lips pursing before he turns away.

“You should sleep already. The stars will only be up for so long.”

“I suppose.”

He pulls up the extra sleeping bag that Komaeda owns and makes himself snug. He turns to Komaeda, and by then, he’s already back to fast asleep with Euphorie humming a lullaby of sorts.

Kamukura blinks once, twice, and then turns back to the stars contemplatively.

What the Jabberwock region has to offer... Somehow, I predict that it will pale in comparison to this.

[retro-hime]

The Ask Arcana Questionnaire

an awesome ass thank you to @fireflytrio for making this~!! Because looks like I’mmmm doing it again. 

I have two more apprentices I’ve been meaning to do this for. Emirion and Xolaria. Xolaria’s will always be in bold and Emirions’s will be italicized

Part 1.) Characterization. Use these questions as a way to flesh out some of your character’s personality, background, likes/dislikes, etc.

Their surname?

Alumin

Torres

Halloween costume?

A sexy circus costume

Tuxedo Mask from Sailor Moon

Familiar/animal friend?

Spiney Bush Viper and Bearded Vulture

Boar or Peacock

Big spoon or little spoon?

Both

Little Spoon

Religious?

No, but has a healthy fear of the gods

A bit

Favorite fruit?

Strawberries with whipped cream

Peaches and Plums

Idea of a nice date?

Fancy restaurant that normally takes months to get in to and then end it with a nice spa bath with her S/O

Something small and intimate, like laying in bed and eating in bed together all day and talking about everything under the sun.  

Favorite season?

Fall

Spring

When is their Birthday?

September 7th (Virgo)

 April 30th (Taurus)

Favorite carnival ride?

Log water ride

Ferris Wheel, even though the height scares her

Favorite emoji?

The tea cup

Blushing emoji

Like to do in their free time?

Likes to exercise and do physical hobbies, dancing, yoga, those things. She’ll put on mini magic shows for kids, especially if they ask nicely or they’re crying. But she actually likes baking and cooking

Sewing, trying on clothes, being an ear for people to need to vent. She bakes to cheer people up and will periodically give random neighbors a dish just for being a good person. 

What sports would they play?

Ballet, Pole Dancing, the cool scarf dancing thing they do at cirque du soleil

Fencing

What kind of car would they drive?

Convertible AND an a mini van. One for picking up friends and one to just drive around in

Fiat or a bug

How do they treat their significant other when they’re feeling unusually affectionate?

Nose rubs, gentle cheek touches, forehead kisses, might feel the need to tease more than usual. Will also do their hair and pamper them, full blown spa treatment

Bakes and sews something special for them, makes the first move for a cheek kiss, but is otherwise usually too shy to do anything. 

Favorite manga?

Reimei No Arcana, Shirayukihime, and Mob Psycho

Ouran Highschool Host Club, Reimei No Arcana, and Kaichou Wa Maid-Sama… and Say I Love You and Princess Jelly fish aaaaand Sailor Moon, any magical girl series that ISNT sad (yes I know their the same as Vals, but they have similar tastes and are big romantics)

Main store to shop for clothes (if they lived in our world)?

Windsor, Deliahs, and Icing

Likes to go to thrift stores and refurbish the clothes for herself or to sell

What were they like growing up?

If she HADN’T have been treated as a slave/attraction in a circus, she probably would have been a really caring kid, making sure everyone is ok. But since she had it pretty rough growing up, she was quite and bitter and acted as the wild animal she was treated as. Until she was taught that sh was better than how they treated her

Emirion was shy and quiet, always has been. She used to barely talk at all or above a whisper for the longest. She was sensitive and had a tendancy to cry a lot and be dubbed a cry baby, but she had a heart of gold, and would still bake cookis for people that were mean to her. 

What kind of drunk are they at a party?

Sings, pretty well, but will pick up a guitar and sing, uses it to make some coin. She has a tendency to.. strip if she gets too drunk and will do all the fun stuff of belly shots, dancing on the bar, whole nine. But it rarely happens because she holds her liquor pretty well and knows her limit. 

Cries and gets insanely affectionate and gushy, but also steps out of her shell.. Just think of the Yuri on Ice photos.. Thats her

Reaction to someone telling a dirty joke?

Will make it into a competition who would tell the dirtiest joke

Flustered and blushing mess

Reaction to stubbing their toe?

Tenses up and tries VERY hard not to curse. Says “I’m okay, I’m okay” over and over

Just lays on the floor until it stops hurting, or will try to act like shes ok through the tears

Favorite color?

Rich colors, like royal blue and purple. Loves golds and silvers

Peacock colors, or anything with a nice color scheme. 

Favorite See’s chocolate?

Melted chocolate (fondu)

Milk chcolate with hazelnuts

Favorite poptart flavor?

Cinnamon Roll

Maple Bacon

Favorite hobby?

Dancing and taking care of animals

Sewing and baking

How they sing at karaoke parties?

Always DIsney songs, and purposely sings them as good as possible to shame everyone for daring her

Nope. Wont sing, can’t get her to do it. She’ll cry. 

Preferred social media platform?

Pinterest

Facebook

Opinion on puns?

The punnier the better, but only when she does it, otherwise its tasteless and she hates that she laughs everytime

Puns are great!

How do they typically deal with their problems?

Prefers to go with the flow. If its out of their control, they try not to worry about it. 

Hide from them for as long as possible

Spice girl nickname?

Glam Spice

Sweet Spice

Personal hygiene routine?

Showers twice a day and always rubs herself down with oils and does her hair, she’ll always smell good, even on the battle field. She has no problem roughing it though. 

Showers twice a day as well and is very big on smelling nice and looking nice, even if she may not FEEL nice. 

Favorite alcoholic drink?

Sparkling sweet alcoholic cider

Margarita with sugar rim

Favorite genre of music?

Any form of music that has classical music in the backround.. Also EDM

Jazz or sad songs

Modern AU job/career?

Vet, does strip club ‘amateur’ night on the side

Fashion Designer/Model

Favorite musical?

Rent

Highschool Musical (i didnt stutter)

How would they celebrate their significant other’s birthday?

Would make this a personal one. So an at home spa day, home cooked meal, which she rarely does, and small, well thought out gift. Would like to spend it talking and getting drunk and home together. 

Would have over thought it and opted for doing something home done, baking and making them their gift, but would always ALWAYS.be worried its not good enough. 

Would they rather turn into a tiny rhinoceros or a giant hamster?

Tiny Rhinoceros

Giant Hamster

What would they do for their significant other for Valentine’s Day?

Would have it prepared months in advance. She’s all about pampering and wants the person to feel insanely special and includes a Spa day. So it’d be a lot of expensive extravagent things that ends with a “I’ll do whatever you want today, just say the word.”

Would try very hard to make sure eveyrthing is romantic, a picnic on the beach during the sunset. Would like to be in the kitchen with them to have a fun time attmepting to bake together. Would also attempt a poem, but chicken out half way through it. 

Pros and cons to having them as a roommate?

Pros: Always has a side hustle, cleans, makes sure you look presentable, good at listening, but will TRY not to be rude, will do your hair for you

Cons: Hates mess and will be picky about you staying on your side, will judge you based on your bathing schedule, hates being woken up

Pros: Can cook, is homely, nicely decorates the house, house always smells good, makes sure everything is where it should be, likes to help, can stitch your clothes for you

Cons: Too quiet to speak their mind, lets people walk over them, stress bakes

On a scale from 1-10 how Extra are they?

8

3

Favorite meme?

harambe and blinking white guy

Vines.. just vines

Favorite three pokemon?

Dragonair, Ninetails, Haxorus

Empoleon, Togepi, Servine

How tall are they?

5′5″

5′9″

Part 2.) Scaling. Using your best judgement, where does your fan apprentice fall on these scales?

[Example: Shortest to tallest?

Portia, Asra, [MC name here], Nadia, Lucio, Julian, Muriel]

Most to least superstitious?

Portia, Emirion, Julian, Nadia, Lucio, Asra, Xolaria, Muriel

Most to least excited to be at a WWE event?

Xolaria, Portia, Lucio, Asra, Emirion, Julian, Nadia, Muriel

Worst to best at handling children?

Nadia, Lucio, Muriel, Emirion, Asra,Xolaria, Portia, Julian,

Worst to best alcohol tolerance?

Muriel, Emirion, Asra, Lucio, Julian, Xolaria, Portia, Nadia,

Best to worst at keeping secrets?

Xolaria, Asra, Muriel, Emirion, Nadia, Lucio, Portia, Julian

Best to worst dancers?

Xolaria, Asra, Portia, Julian, Nadia, Lucio, Muriel, Emirion

Most to least likely to slap you for stealing a mcnugget?

Nadia, Xolaria, Lucio, Asra, Portia, Julian, Muriel, Emirion

Least to most likely to eat something weird on a dare?

Nadia, Emirion, Julian, Muriel, Lucio, Xolaria, Portia, Asra,

Least to most old?

Asra, Portia, Muriel, Emirion, Julian, Xolaria, Lucio, Nadia

Part 3.) Extra characterization tidbits (whether you want to make a description or insert a photo for these is up to you!)

MC as a:

•MCR song

Famous Last Words

Welcome to the Black Parade

•vine

Any Mike Khoury video and this

Im dying inside

•a piece of furniture

Chandelier

Vase

•character from the Labyrinth

Jareth

Didymus

•character in a cliche Noir film

The femme fatale, the woman whose hawt as hell but also kicks ass

The over worked and under estimated partner, who ends up actually being useful

•Tarot card

The Empress

Fool

•Micheal Jackson song

Dirty Diana

Earth Song

•character in the play “Cats”

I have no idea honestly

•Panic! at the disco song

Lying is the Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off and Impossible Year.. Honestly most of their songs (Yes same as

Crazy=Genius and This is Gospel

•cliche high school student stereotype

The ‘whore’ of the school, but they’re mostly rumors and is actually a really good person. Mom friend tm

Quiet girl who no one is sure they’ve ever heard speak but is actually talented and has a passion

•furby

•flight rising dragon breed

Tundra Dragon

Coatl Dragon

•deadly sin

Pride

Glutton

•DnD class

Sorcerer

Paladin or Monk

•character from Mean Girls

Janis

Gretchen

•hogwarts house

Gryffindor

Hufflepuff

•cryptid

Akkorokamui

Emela-Ntouka 

•monster factory character

Way too complicated for me to get into

[littledonkeyburrito]

Some lint

1. Have you ever punched someone and broke their nose? Haven’t broken their nose but I’ve certainly hit a few in the face bc karate

2. What is the longest time you have gone without sleep? Forty-something hours without even a nap

3. Have you ever been someplace tropical? Several places

4. You see an ant on the ground, do you squish it? If it’s in my house, yes.

5. Have you ever baked a pie? I don’t think so.

6. What is your favorite social networking site? Instagram probably

7. Has anyone in your family fought in any of the wars? Dad’s dad was in WW2. Dad fought in Belfast in the 70s I think

8. Would you make any changes to your current bedroom? Yeah, I would like $100,000 to magically appear under my mattress.

9. Has a stray dog ever tried to bite you? Playfully. I stop playing with strays when they get boisterous bc rabies

10. When riding a bus, do you prefer to sit up front, down back or the middle? Middle-back generally

11. Have you ever been on a cross-country train ride? Yes, in a few places. I freaking love sleeper trains, I think they’re so fun with a group. On one of the sleeper trains I went on in China we accidentally taught the guy with the food/drink trolley the english word for beer because we bought more every time he went past.

12. Is there currently any caffeine in your system? No

13. Look around, are things organized? Yes, I keep my apartment very tidy.

14. Is there any TV show that ended that you wish hadn’t? Don’t Trust the Bitch in Apartment 23

15. Know what you’re planning to do after this? Attempt to kill time for a couple of hours until I can go to bed

16. How often do you update your Facebook status? I don’t really do statuses, just post photos from my instagram.

17. Do you even wear any jeans other than skinny anymore? All my jeans are of varying levels of skininess. From slim-fit to practically painted on.

18. Are you sensitive to caffeine? Yes. I would have a rum and coke right now but 1) I don’t have any coke, and 2) if I drank any it would take me a long time to get to sleep.

19. How do you usually get around? Walking or metro

20. Which languages do you wish you could speak fluently in? It would be nice to be fluent in spanish but if it happened magically overnight it wouldn’t be fun because I like the challenge. It would be cool to magically become fluent in arabic and/or mandarin.

21. Have you ever been accused of being too clingy? No

22. Can you speak any French? No.

23. Have you ever stayed in a hotel? Dozens. I travel a lot.

24. What is in your pocket? Some lint.

25. Is there a secret you’ve never told your parents? There are certainly some details of my life that I have omitted. Such as some experiences with sex, drugs and alcohol.  

26. Who was the last person to smoke a cigarette in your presence? People from that office I briefly worked at. Or probably more recently just random people on the street.

27. Have you ever lived with a friend? Yeah, a few.

28. What are a few of your favorite tv shows? iZombie, Brooklyn 99, Jane The Virgin, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Club De Cuervos, Parks and Rec 29. What kind of socks do you like to wear? Brightly coloured ones with wild patterns 30. Do you have your own house key, and how often do you actually use it? Whenever I need to get into my apartment. (This question must have been written by a teenager)

31. How often do you eat chocolate? Not actually that often. I don’t have as much of a sweet tooth as I did when I was younger. 32. How often do you wash dishes at your house? Every 1-3 days depending on how lazy I am.

33. How much sleep did you get last night? ~7 hours 34. When was the last time you went to a cemetery and why were you there? Last year on halloween myself and a few other drunk people from the party I was at decided to go wander around the nearby cemetery. 35. What were you doing when you heard about the attack on the twin towers? I don’t remember specifically hearing about it. I was only 7 so I wouldn’t really have cared anyway. Mostly what I remember is that they took cartoons off tv to play non-stop news for at least a week. 36. Doesn’t John Mayer suck? I have no opinions on him. 37. When was the last time you saw the sun rise? When I was in Colombia. One night in Cartagena I stayed up with a swedish and a colombian guy chatting in spanish while we watched the sun rise over the river. Then the cops came over and told us to leave.

38. What was the last picture you took? It was of my DS because I started playing pokemon in spanish and I was sending the picture to a couple of friends to say that the pokemon names are still the same in this language.

39. Are there many traffic incidents in your area? I don’t drive anymore so I don’t pay attention. 40. Have you ever been for a ride in the back of a truck? Probably at some point during travels. I’ve done a lot of weird shit 41. Are you currently downloading anything? No. 42. Does your father have any facial hair? No

43. Have you ever played golf? My mum attempted to get me into golf when I was a kid (maybe young teen?) and I absolutely hated it. It was the most infuriating game I’ve ever played.

44. What was the last tv show you watched an episode of? The Defenders 45. Do you like beer? If so, what’s your favorite brand? Beer is fine. I’m pretty used to Moritz and Estrella Damm because they are common local brands. The fucking worst beer is Balboa in Panama. God it was so awful. Also not a fan of San Miguel which is common across all of spain. 46. Do you feel bad when you throw food out? Yes 47. When was the last time you waxed anything on your body, if ever? I’ve never waxed. I just shave. 48. What’s your favorite fast food place? I don’t have one. I don’t really eat takeout here. 49. When was the last time you went out for a meal? A few weeks ago. 50. Have you ever been in a car accident? A few minor ones but not while I’ve been driving. 51. What colour shirt are you wearing right now? Navy blue

52. Have you ever had a bonfire on the beach? Y’know I actually don’t think I have... I should get on that.

53. Are you skilled when it comes to working in the kitchen? I don’t burn anything. That’s a skill, right?

54. When was the last time you went to a campground? That would have been back in April, camping in the Sahara Desert.

55. Do you listen to music while driving? Yes, and I sing along Very Loudly.

56. When was the last time you hung out with people younger than you? I have absolutely no idea. 

57. What is the closest blue object to you? Box of tissues on the coffee table.

58. How much did you spend on your last shopping trip? Probably about 25 euros at the grocery store

59. Have you ever gone over your cell phone plan by accident? I used to go over my data limit pretty regularly at my old job.

60. Can you honestly say you’ve been drunk before? Very, and many times. (this question must have been written by a teen)

61. Where did you get your last bruise from? Probably that mystery bruise I got in my armpit in central america. I’m pretty sure I got roofied that night so I don’t remember anything at all but I am still sooooo curious how I got that bruise. Nobody I was with knew how it happened either but then again they were all pretty trashed anyway so even if they saw they might not remember.

62. Are you a person that likes to take chances? Depends. Sometimes I take calculated risks.

63. Would you consider your life to be great right now? Right now it’s pretty mediocre but a month ago it was freaking awesome.

64. Do you remember the dream you had last night? Not exactly but I think it involved me getting tattoos on my arm

65. Do you get emotional easily? I don’t really have emotions tbh

66. Do you get obnoxious when you’re drunk? Nah, I get fun when I’m drunk

67. Who was the first person to ever give you flowers? I’m not sure anybody has ever given me flowers.

68. What was the last thing you heated up in your microwave? Chicken and veggies to go with my baked potato the other day

69. Were you born somewhere other than a hospital? No.

70. What was the last flavor of ice cream you had? Mango. It was homemade by a woman in Comuna 13 in Colombia 71. When you go out drinking, what do you prefer to drink? Beer or rum and coke 72. Is there a trash can near you? Yeah

73. When and where was the last time you took a picture of yourself? I think I took a selfie in my kitchen a few days ago 74. When was the last time you stayed up throughout the entire night? Cartagena, Colombia. ~8 weeks ago. But I stayed up until 2 or 3am a few times after that.

75. Have you ever considered a foreign-exchange program? No, I just fucked off overseas on my own accord.

76. Are sex and sexual activities something you enjoy? Yep 77. What’s an interesting fact about the state in which you were born? I know literally nothing about the region I was born in.

78. What’s one aspect of your life that did not turn out as you expected? Well I definitely didn’t expect to learn spanish 79. Is there a subject about which you know a great deal? Probably, but nothing immediately comes to mind 80. What was the last thing that you put off doing? I should probably vacuum and mop my apartment 81. What did you do instead of that activity? Anything else.

Before and after: 3 years ago, today

82. What size is the last bed you kissed on?  - Double.  - A single bed in a twin room in a hotel. Tbh I probably could have swapped to a double room but at that point I didn’t realise he’d be staying with me

83. When was the last time you were sick? - I got the flu pretty bad in 2013. Probably should have gone to hospital but instead I only took 2 days off work. - I had a mild cold when I got home from my last trip. 84. Do you have any summer plans yet? - I ditched summer in favour of going skiing in Japan - Summer just ended. I don’t know whether my next summer will be here next June/July, or back in Aus in January. Will depend on whether I find a job 85. When was the last time you shaved your legs? - Probably within 2 weeks - Earlier today 86. Is there someone you wish you were closer with? - I think I had just started developing a crush on a guy that I later dated briefly and then he cheated on me, lied about it and broke up with me by facebook message while I was on holiday overseas. So, not the best idea really. - I’m all g. 87. Do you tend to waste a lot of money? - I made 1 or 2 poor decisions with money but I was earning enough to cover my ass. - It’s not a waste when it’s something I actively want to spend the money on. 88. What did you last drink? - Probably pepsi - Orange juice 89. Have you ever received an injury from a hook up? - Uhhh no? - Not unless that’s how I got that mystery bruise in my armpit. 90. Do you have any good friends of the opposite sex? - Yes - Yes, the same ones 91. When was the last time you had a crowd at your house? - Probably around this time 3 years ago was my housewarming - I have never had more than 2 people visit this apartment at a time. Last time I had a crowd would have been my moving out party (from the place I just moved into 3 years ago) which was a bit over a year ago.

92. How many cell phones have you had? - 5 - 7, if you include the work phone I had 93. Where do you get all your clothes? - JayJays - H&M, C&A, Mango etc 94. Have you ever regretted kissing someone? - Nah - Nah 95. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket? - No. - I got one just under 3 years ago 96. Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone? - Alone - Depends. Sometimes I wouldn’t mind having someone here 97. Do you think age matters in relationships? - To an extent - Not really 98. Have you ever lived with a girlfriend/boyfriend? - No. - No 99. When will your next kiss be? - Probably the next party I went to. I made out with a lot of people that year - No idea 100. Add up all the digits of your cell phone number. What do you get? - 40 - 50 101. When you lost your virginity, do you honestly feel like you were ready? - I didn’t regret it but I probably wasn’t emotionally ready for it. - Same as above I guess. You only lose it once.

102. Was the person you lost your virginity to younger or older than you? - Older. - ^^

103. Were you sexually experienced whatsoever when you lost your virginity? - Not at all - ^^

104. Have you had sex with more than one person? - Yes - Yes by a larger amount

105. Have you ever had sex with the lights on? - Yes. - Yes

106. Have you ever had sex on a floor? - No - Yes

107. When is the last time you had sex? - Probably like at least 6 months before - About a month ago (can’t believe my trip ended so long ago)

108. Do you care for that person? - Eh - I guess

109. Is this your boyfriend or girlfriend? - No - No

110. The first time you got drunk, how old were you? - 16 - ^^

111. Where were you located the first time you got drunk? - The afterparty of my highschool formal. It was in the backyard of a girl in my grade - ^^

[curewhimsy]

OC A Day 3- Biscotti Baker

When am I actually going to finish all of the questions.

Yes, I missed a day. That's why I'm uploading two of these today.

Age: 17

Birthday: July 28

Gender: Up to interpretation, but he is masculine-presenting and uses he/him pronouns

Species: Human

Eye color: Brown

Hair color: Black

Skin color: Tannish-pale

Race/Ethnicity: Mixed (Italian and Filipino)

Height: 5'10"

Build: Tall, skinny, somewhat fit

Physical traits: Bird nose, stubble on chin, slight body hair, cat mouth

Sexual orientation: Gay

Favorite food: Biscotti with Nutella spread

Type of magic: The ability to cook magical powers into food, mostly emotion-based magic.

Powers and abilities: Can cook magical recipes that have an effect on the person eating it.

Non-magic abilities: Wiggling his nose, doing a handstand, knowing the exact amount of time a food needs to bake, can sense exactly how many minutes and seconds have passed since he put the food in the oven

Quirks: A little bit pretentious His nose seems to grow when he boasts A picture of him went viral, now he's a meme called "Disappointed guy" Uses big words without knowing their meanings Tries to put on a different persona sometimes. He tries to be mysterious, sassy, or charming, depending on the situation.

Voice: Masculine, slightly nasal, a little "goofy-sounding"

Relationship to other characters: Hazel (boyfriend and part of the Meme Team) Peaches (good friend and part of the Meme Team) Nutmeg (good friend and part of the Meme Team) Flan (she's like a little sister) Gumdrop (she's like a little sister)

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Tomodachi life personality: Braniac, but his alternate persona can be Charmer

Love Live attribute: Cool

Pokemon Go team: Mystic

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Blood type: A-

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Favorite word: Succulent, ambrosial, any word that would make him sound smart

Motif: Dark brown color scheme, buttons, spots, minimalistic style, simple elegance

Items associated with the character: Biscotti (of course), spoons, chocolate, chef hat, crackers,

Deadly sin: Pride

Talents: Cooking, dancing, math

Bad at: Singing, drawing, English (he use big words without knowing their meanings)

Strengths: Self-assured, a romantic, has a good sense of humor

Weaknesses: Can be a bit whiny, pretentious, a show-off, craves validation and attention

Hobbies: Baking sweets, modeling (by himself), dancing

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Future:

Fears: Mosquitos, germs, meteors

Dreams: He actually has a pretty selfless dream. It's for nobody to have to feel alone. For nobody to have to feel like him when he doesn't get his attention. Biscotti also has a dream of making people happy.

Wishes: For his nose to be "normal"

Illnesses/Disabilities/Neurodivergencies: Biscotti actually has depression.

Random likes: Attention, sweets, his boyfriend, romance, memes, Nutella,

Random dislikes: Mosquitos, prodigies (he gets jealous of them), sickness,

Bad habits: Flirting, faking a "charming" personality,

Obsessions: Himself, sweets,

Flaws: Can be pretentious, show-off,

Usual clothing: Button-down top, black pants, a bow-tie somewhere, a beanie hat with the letters BB on them

Style: Somewhat professional

Mental characteristics: Equality logical as he is creative,

Trait the character won't acknowledge: How he's goofy without intending to be

Trait the character doesn't know they have: A really big head (figuratively) He's actually a really friendly guy who is pleasant to be around

What series they would be a fan of: Nichijou, SKET Dance, other comedy series, romance series, possibly a lot of shoujo. Maybe even Love Live, because he would feel comfort in Nico for being so much like him.

What characters they would get along with: Nico Yazawa (because they have things in common) Rin Hoshizora (she's a lot like Hazel, and is very nice) Miku Hatsune Rarity (My Little Pony)

What breaks them down emotionally: Realizing his dreams are worthless Feeling insignificant Harming others without meaning to cause any harm

As a season: Fall

As a flavor: Pumpkin pie

As a sound: Dramatic violin riff

Music genre: Techno

Literature genre: Classical tragedy

What would they do if their wish came true: Be ridiculously happy!

Would they believe in magic (if living in a world without it): Yes

Other things: Despite craving attention and being self-absorbed, Biscotti is actually very nice, friendly, benevolent and caring. He's a bit misunderstood. His dream is for nobody to have to feel like him when he doesn't get attention. He has depression and becomes very heartbroken when he tries hard and nobody notices. He thinks nobody in the world deserves to feel such a way and tries to make people happy.

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