#the way i pulled his pc right at the same time he decides to update his instagram

[fullsunstrawberry]

[Part 29: the end]

word count: 2.6k

synopsis: when your old college decides that your major isn’t worth the money. Meaning you have to transfer in the middle of your last year to neo university. But luckily you have three fuckboys to bring you out of your shell and help you get off

warnings: smut, no mention of protection, baby and princess used, overall all fluffyish smut

a/n: final :( gonna miss these characters! the masterlist will be updated monday or tuesday (im away from my pc)

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“Already have a whole family huh?” Jaemin teased, glancing up from his phone.

“Yeah, no more babies!” you responded

“But we can still practice” " Jaemin winked, and you couldn't help but cringe, giving him a playful shove on the shoulder.

Jaemin chuckled at your reaction, his playful demeanor lighting up the room. "Come on, where's your sense of humor?" he teased, nudging you back gently.

“But I know you, you definitely weren't joking!”

Jaemin's grin widened at your accusation. "Okay, maybe I was half-joking," he admitted with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "But hey, can you blame me? Practice makes perfect, right?"

You shook your head, laughing despite yourself. "You're insufferable," you teased back, though there was warmth in your tone.

Jaemin's eyes softened at the sound of your laughter, the corners of his lips curling up into a fond smile. "you love me," he said softly, not even realizing he used the “L” word.

You felt your heart skip a beat at Jaemin's words, "I... I do," you confessed.

Jaemin furrowed his eyebrows for a second before he realized what just happened, and his eyes widened in surprise. The room seemed to grow quieter as his gaze locked with yours. For a moment, neither of you said anything, the weight of the unspoken hanging in the air between you.

But before the tension could escalate further, Jaemin broke into a grin, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he let out a relieved laugh. "Well, well, well, looks like someone has finally admitted it," he teased, though there was a softness to his voice that betrayed his true feelings.

You couldn't help but chuckle nervously "Don't let it go to your head," you quipped, trying to lighten the mood.

Jaemin reached out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his touch gentle and tender. "I'll try not to," he said softly, his gaze unwavering as he searched your eyes. "But... I have to admit, I've felt the same way too, for a long time”

“A long time?” Jaemin nodded, a hint of shyness coloring his cheeks. "Yeah, a long time," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I didn’t want to scare you by moving too fast”

Your heart swelled at Jaemin's confession. Without a second thought, you reached out and took Jaemin's hand in yours, intertwining your fingers with his.

A soft, genuine smile spread across Jaemin's face at the touch, his eyes shining with a mixture of relief and love. "I'm glad we finally said it," he murmured, squeezing your hand gently.

You squeezed back, "Me too," you whispered, unable to tear your gaze away from his.

As if on cue, Jaemin leaned in closer, his breath warm against you as he pressed a tender kiss to your lips.

As Jaemin leaned back, his warm breath mingling with yours, you could see the raw emotion in his eyes. They glimmered with love and tenderness, reflecting the depth of his feelings for you. He whispered softly, "I love you," before placing a gentle kiss on your forehead, his lips lingering for just a moment longer. Pulling back, he gazed into your eyes.

With tender care, Jaemin trailed soft kisses down your face, starting at your nose and moving down to your jaw. Each touch was like a feather against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. As he reached your neck, his lips became slightly rougher, filled with passion and desire. Another "I love you" escaped from his lips as he peppered you with kisses, each one leaving a trail of warmth in its wake. You couldn't help but melt into him, feeling loved and cherished in every moment.

Lost in the haze of emotions, you wrapped your arms around Jaemin. Pulling him closer to your body, needing more of his touch. Jaemin moved his attention back onto your eyes, staring deep into them.

As you softly whispered the words "I love you," Jaemin's eyes filled with tender adoration. His hands reached up to gently cup your face. Before capturing your lips in a sweet, lingering kiss.

The soft warmth of Jaemin's lips against yours sent a rush of heat through you. In that moment, nothing else mattered but the connection between you two. His touch was tender yet filled with a passion that made your heart race.

As the kiss deepened, the world around you seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in your own little bubble of love. Every caress, every whisper, spoke volumes of the unspoken bond that had been growing between you for so so long.

When you finally pulled away, Jaemin's eyes met yours once again, filled with an intensity that made your heart flutter.

"I love you," he repeated, his voice soft yet unwavering.

"I love you too," you replied, your voice filled with the same depth of emotion..

With a contented smile, Jaemin leaned in to rest his forehead against yours, basking in the warmth of your embrace. “You’re so beautiful,”

“You're my everything,” Jaemin continued, his voice filled with sincerity.

It was a moment you wished would last forever. Jaemin's hand found its way to the bottom of your shirt and with a question in his eyes he slowly lifted the fabric, exposing your skin to the cool air of the room. His touch was gentle as his fingers traced patterns along your exposed stomach. You closed your eyes, lost in the sensation of his touch.

Jaemin's lips found yours once more, his kisses becoming more urgent, more fervent as desire flared between you. Your breath mingled with his. With a sudden gasp, Jaemin pulled back slightly, his gaze locking with yours.

“What’s wrong baby?”

Your heart pounded in your chest, “Please…more..more please!”

Jaemin’s eyes darkened as a smirk grew on his face, he brushed a gentle hand against your face. “Are you sure?”

You nodded, your eyes meeting his desperately. "I'm sure," you whispered, the longing evident in your voice.

Without a word, Jaemin’s hands were already exploring your body, his touch was on fire has he worshipped every inch of your skin.

Jaemin’s movements were quick but graceful as he lowered himself on the bed, just right between your thighs. Pushing them apart and leaving a small kiss on your right thigh.

You couldn't help but moan at the sight and feel of him, your heart pounding in your chest as anticipation filled the air. Jaemin's gaze never left yours, his eyes usually filled with hunger, but this time all you saw was adoration.

"I need you," you breathed, your voice barely above a whisper. Your breath hitched as his tongue grazed the sensitive skin beneath your belly button, making you arch into him. He chuckled softly, a mischievous glint in his eye. Before you knew it, he was working his way further down, leaving a trail of kisses as he went.

Your heart raced as you felt his lips and tongue exploring your most intimate places. You couldn't help but let out a whimper, your need for him growing more with each passing moment.

With your legs spread wide open for him, Jaemin continued to tease and torture you with his tongue. Each flick of his tongue, each gentle suck, seemed to drive you closer and closer to the edge.

You could feel your body responding, your breaths becoming heavier, your skin flushing with desire. You wanted more, needed more, and you were helpless to resist the pleasure he was giving you.

It wasn't long before Jaemin began to make his way back up your body, his eyes never leaving yours. You could see the hunger in his gaze. He positioned himself between your legs, his breath hot against your skin as he stared intently at your entrance.

With a single motion, he slid himself inside you, filling you completely. You both let out a gasp as your bodies connected.It was like a dream, but this was reality, and you were completely and utterly in love.

As he began to move, his pace slow and deliberate as your eyes locked. You could feel every inch of him as he delved deeper into you, your heart pounding in sync with his thrusts.

His lips found yours once more, and the kiss became just as passionate as the rhythm he was setting between you. You clung to him, your hands tangling in his hair, your bodies moving in perfect unison.

Moans escaped your lips, matching the ones that Jaemin was making. His breath was hot against your skin, and the scent of him enveloped you.

Jaemin's pace increased, and so did the intensity of your pleasure. Your body arched, meeting his every thrust, and you could feel yourself nearing the edge.

His eyes never left yours, and his voice broke through the haze. "Princess, are you close?" he asked, his voice low and filled with concern.

You nodded, your breath coming out in short, sharp pants. "Yeah, I'm so close, Jaemin."

He picked up the pace, his hips moving faster and harder. The room was alive with the sound of your moans, his grunts, and the slick sounds of skin on skin.

Your body seemed to have a mind of its own, arching up to meet his every thrust. You could feel the building sensation taking over your whole being.

Suddenly, you were there, on the edge of an orgasm. Your body seemed to freeze for a moment, every muscle tense, as you hovered on the edge. Then, with a sharp cry, you fell over, waves of pure pleasure washing over you. Your body shook with the intensity of the pleasure, your eyes rolling back for a moment as your orgasm took hold.

Jaemin's expression softened as he watched you climax, his own body trembling as he continued to move within you, matching the rhythm of your contractions. Your release seemed to ignite something in him, and he quickened his pace, his hips moving with a newfound intensity. The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh as he continued to thrust.

"Jaemin, I can't take much more," you gasped, your voice barely audible over the cries of pleasure that filled the room.

He didn't miss a beat. He leaned down, his lips finding yours in a intense kiss, his tongue delving deep. The sensation of his tongue in your mouth seemed to heighten your senses, sending you even further over the edge.

Just when you thought you couldn't take it any longer, Jaemin's body stiffened, and you felt the first spasms of his release. He let out a deep moan as his body shuddering as he filled you completely.

As your body relaxed, he pulled you into a tight embrace, your sweaty bodies pressing against one another.

His lips found your forehead, your cheek, and then your mouth once more. "I love you," he whispered, his own breath coming out in short, sharp bursts.

"I love you too," you replied, your heart still pounding with the intensity of the pleasure you had just experienced.

Jaemin's eyes met yours, and you knew that this moment, right here, he was your future.

“So about that baby?”

You lifted your head to meet Jaemin's gaze, a playful smirk spreading across your lips as you spoke “Not for a while, and I expect a ring first!”

Jaemin laughed, the sound filling the room with warmth. "You have a deal," he promised.

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[kawaii-leilei54]

Astronaut

Ddlg!seokjin x sub!reader

Genre: fluff

A/n: special oneshot for our astronaut coming home!!

"Daddy!" You squeal as you drop your stuffed animal to scramble to him.

He chuckles and opens his arm for you.

"Honey!" He calls as you almost tackle him to the ground.

"I missed you!" You giggle.

"Not as much as I missed you." He laughs and kisses your forehead.

"No way!" You giggle.

"Yes way!" "Daddy missed his princess so so much!" He says as he smiles down at you and hugs you close.

You hum and smile softly.

You had been waiting for such a long time. after so many phone calls and pictures and texts sent to update on how you both were doing, you started to get lonely. But you didn't give up.

You stayed patient and never any phone call or text for granted.

You would go out on dates when he had time off and kept your brattiness to minimum.

It was all worth it.

Seeing him like this, was worth it.

"I made you dinner!" You say as you sit up.

He strains a smile, knowing there's a chance that it's probably burnt since your cooking isn't that great, but it's the effort that counts.

"I'll eat it later baby, right now I want to cuddle my princess." He says as he scoops you up and takes you to the couch.

You squeak and giggle as he sets you down and and gets comfy next to you, he pulls a blanket over the both of you and wraps his arms around him, he had definitely grown some muscle since the last time you had seen him.

He hides his face in your neck.

"I missed you."

"Missed you more." You hum.

You both decide to take a nap together.

One of your favorite things to do with him besides gaming. You two had a whole room in the house for it, both or your PC set ups beside each other and when you were both done with work for the day, you would go into the gaming room and play together until you got tired and sometimes, all night.

But you hadn't played since he had left, it was the same without him.

✨🫧

"Hey." He says with groggy tone and nuzzles into you.

"Hii." You say as you smile and let him lay on your chest.

You stared at the ceiling, putting you fingers in his hair you were so happy to have him home.

"Wanna play Mario kart?"

"Let's shower first."

You nod and get up, you take your shower first and throw out the dinner you made, it was indeed burnt.

But hey, at least you tried.

And the house is still standing.

He comes out the shower, his shirt clinging to his chest and his hair wet.

You missed this.

He smiles at you and walks over to you.

"What?" He says with a low tone.

You shake your head and stare at him in awe. He is definitely beautiful.

He plants a kiss on your lips and you blush.

"If you loose, you have take a shot." He smirks.

"You're on." You scoff.

You both go to the game room and stay up all night gaming, and by the end causing you to crash out in bed.

But it was worth it you hadn't spent quality time with him like that in a while, it was with the headache the next morning.

[btscontentenjoyer]

HI 💛 how was your week! This time I managed to send you ask 🥰 mine was quite boring although I went out with friends during the weekend and it was surprisingly very fun!

I’m still waiting for my newest album so no updates about who I managed to pull 🫣 I really hope for yoonkook this time 🤞🤞🤞

Anyway it’s full time spring now so I’m just enjoying the sun ☀️ hope your studies are going okay and you had something good to eat last week! If you have song recommendations send them my way please bc as I said - your music taste is 😘!!!

Hello it's great to hear from you 💕💕

I just finished watching a movie with my mum and my sister and I was going to send you an ask when I saw that you beat me to it.

My week was okay! I haven't been doing much, still have a bunch of work to do for school and yet it's the last thing I think about lol. Today I discovered that a stray female cat had brough her small baby kittens and hid them in our yard!!! We suspect that our cat might be the father because he seems quite protective of them. They're still feeding from their mum and everything, but when they grow a bit more we'll have to find them a home.

I'm meeting up with a friend I haven't seen in a while this week, so I'm excited about that. I haven't eaten anything that special yet, but I'm hoping that we'll get korean food when we see each other.

I'm so glad that you had fun with your friends and that the weather is sunny!!! I'll be keeping my fingers crossed and manifesting a yoonkook pc your way!

And as for song recommendations, I'm actually quite slow with discovering and listening to new music, so I usually listen to a lot of the same for a while. I've been listening to Omar Apollo's album Ivory a lot. And recently I listened to Steve Lacy's Gemini Rights finally, although I still can't decide if I quite like it. I hope that I'll be able to listen to some more new music when I'm on my summer break and I'll definitely be coming to you for recommendations then.

I hope you have a lovely week and here's a picture of one of the kittens just for fun 💞💞

[taee]

tae came home!!

[genshinobsession]

okey okey but like for your sentience au thing, and in one of your recent asks

like the one where the characters finally break free, childe's part had me thinking on how they can always be with you

what if, whatever, character manages to escape but what if they were tiny. like the same character size on the device you play on.

like what if they were pocket sized, is basically what I'm saying. then they can be always with ya.

ya know.

ack, too much.

anyways..

I'm really liking your writing and ideas. I've turned on my notifs, so that I can always be updated on when you post. and I just, plse continue to write. obvi ion wanna sounds like I'm forcing ya to continue writing.

drink some water, not too much nor too little, eat, takes nap and take care of yourself

This is a GREAT idea thank you!

I hope I wrote it the way you were hoping so far!

They Escape the Game (Part 1)

(Pocket Edition)

Characters included in this part:

Xiao, Diluc, Kaeya

(I may make a PC version but it will more than likely just be HC’s because the only thing that would change would be the slight change in height)

Xiao

It took everything in him to finally decide to leave everything he knows behind and take a leap of faith out of the game. All he’s every known has been Genshin and ONLY genshin. So when he had finally gotten out of it he was more than surprised by what he saw.

When he had made it out, the first thing he was met by

Was you.

Except, you were h u g e.

You looked down at the tiny person in front of you who had just literally hopped out of your screen.

As you took a closer look your realized it was xiao.

HA, that can’t be right, right?

You went to poke him to make sure you weren’t just making it up but right before you did you felt his tiny hands push against yours a-bit.

“What are you doing?” He asked with his usually annoyed tone. Your eyes widened as you realized, this was in fact xiao. He just, popped out of your game.

You left the palm of your hand open as he hesitantly climbed on. You carefully raised him closer to your face as he grabbed onto your thumb to secure himself on your hand.

“Xiao?” You asked.

“Who else would it be.” He retorted, taking a quick glance at the very large objects around him. He was used to the large mountains in Liyue but nothing of this size.

Having the tiny man in the palm of your hand was such a weird feeling but you had to admit his tiny angry face did look adorable. You gently placed him back down as you began to think.

“How are you even here?”

“...” no response came from the tiny yaksha as he looked away, seemingly avoiding the question. He looked around your room a bit more and noticed that you had his mask on your wall.

“How did you get that.” He asked as he pointed to it, looking back down towards his hip where his now tiny mask still remained.

“Oh, this was a gift from a friend of mine.” You said as you carefully took it down and placed it in-front of him.

Carefully he stood on top of the mask and admired the detail, it was accurate to the one he had, which was impressive but he dare not say that out loud. He lightly hopped off the mask as he looked back at your phone that now had an empty space where he had been.

His mind did start to wander as he thought about how literally all he knew was essentially

A lie.

Not wanting to think about it to much he turned back towards you.

“Traveler... pick me up.” He demanded as his now outstretched hands wrapped around your finger as you lifted him back up to your face.

“I am now going to stay with you to protect you at all times. No, you do not have a say in this.” He proclaimed as you lightly chuckled.

“What’re you going to protect me with, a toothpick?” You joked and xiao pulled out his spear and lightly poked your finger, not enough to make you bleed but it still hurt causing you to almost drop him.

“Didn’t think that through, did you.” You laughed.

Going about daily life wasn’t too hard with Xiao always around. You found different places to hide him so if someone walked in they wouldn’t see him.

When going outside you attempted putting him in your pocket but it was a bit to much of a tight fit for him to stick his head out well. So you decided to get a small empty bag.

He’s often very quiet throughout the day, just enjoying being around you finally. He didn’t even care about how you looked he just wanted to be around you especially now that he’s in a huge world full of unfamiliar things.

Diluc

At first Diluc was unsure about dropping everything and leaving, since there was no guarantee of him getting back if he felt homesick. However, this thought was overruled when you had joined the game again.

He wasn’t one to just jump head first into things but this time he was sure about what he wanted to do. And before you could even do your normal greeting he had leaped from the screen.

He didn’t think about the fact that he had no idea where he was going to end up when he jumped through but that question was quickly answered when he landed in your face.

You immediately swatted at you face, thinking it was a bug, not caring to open your eyes and look at who it actually was.

Diluc hung on for dear life as you finally swatted him off but he luckily landed on the pillow in-front of you.

As you rubbed your mouth hoping to get the feeling of what you thought was a bug off your mouth you finally heard it.

“Traveler?” The voice said. It was a strong voice and sounded, a bit far away. You looked around for the voices host, but saw no one. Until you looked down at the pillow in front of you and noticed the small redhead who was standing there.

You had no idea what to say, this isn’t real right? But it’s so convincing. He practically look as if he was actually there.

“Diluc?” You asked hesitantly as he looked back up at you. This was the first time he had ever seen you face to face, you were a lot bigger than he had thought you were going to be but he found your features beautiful nonetheless.

You carefully put your hand down for him to climb up and he did. He held onto your thumb go slight security as you lifted him up to get a closer look, and sure enough, it was Diluc, down to every last detail.

“Oh my goodness it really is you! Why are you so small?” You asked, he shrugged his shoulders and turned back to look at the thing he popped out of which was your phone.

“Well I’m assuming since I come through that portal object over there, I ended up being no bigger than that size.” He said as you put him carefully back down on the phone.

“What is this thing anyways?” He asked as he tapped the sword attack button on your screen causing your character to attack.

“Ah, so that’s how you did it. I will admit this is a little bit weird for me.” He said as he turned back towards you.

“Are you still able to bring out your weapon and everything?” You asked and he nodded and drew his weapon. You were amazed to say the least. Your favorite character literally just popped out of your game.

“This is amazing! I can’t believe you’re here, how did you even manage to get out? Do you plan to go back? How would you even get back?” You rambled on with more and more questions as Diluc just calmly watched you as a small smile graced his features.

He didn’t care about getting back right now, all he cares about was that he was finally with you.

Kaeya

Your day had been pretty rough. Nothing was going right from the beginning so when you finally got back home you decided to just sit down and play Genshin.

When you entered you had realized Kaeya wasn’t in his usual spot which confused you but you decided to do a few quests before questioning it.

Eventually you had just gotten to the point in the Lantern Rite where you had to talk to Kaeya and you were ECSTATIC.

You made your way from Liyue to Mondstadt as fast as you could. And from a distance you could see the marker as it counted down the closer you got to it. As you made your way to fountain there he was.

He smiled at your presence as you ran around him in circles, trying your best to say hi. You stopped in front if him and went through the quest dialogue, praying to Barbatos that he wouldn’t disappear after wards, and lucky enough for you he didn’t!

You hopped up and down out if pure joy.

Kaeya chuckled a bit at your excitement as he put his hands on your characters shoulders to stop them from hopping.

“I have a little surprise for you, I’ve been working on it for a while. I need you to wait here.” He said as he backed up from your character. You watched him as he just disappeared.

“The hell?” You asked out loud, what kind of surprise was this? You expected him to appear back in front of you in game but it never happened.

You waited a little bit expecting something to happen, yet nothing did. Until you were met face to face with the blue haired Calvary captain.

Not expecting the sudden figure to just appear in-front of you freaked out and jumped up from where you were seated, cause Kaeya to go flying.

Luckily it was that far of a distance and he managed to land safely.

“Kaeya?” You asked, thinking you might’ve just had your phone to close to your face.

“Surprise!” He said, climbing back up your chair. He landed on a space where you both could see each other as he finally got a good look at your face.

You had no idea what to say as you looked at the tiny captain in-front of you. He still did some of his idle animations as he stood, waiting for your response.

“How did you get out?” You asked him, leaning down towards him a bit.

“I have my ways.” He replied. It’s Kaeya, did you really expect a full detailed answer? He looked around your room, taking in the new surroundings. It was nothing like he had seen in Mondstadt, for one thing there was technology.

This was entirely new to him, and there didn’t seem to be any weapons anywhere.

Your entire room was practically the size of Mondstadt to him.

“I must say, I didn’t actually think this would work, but I’m glad I could finally meet you.” He smiled, you smiled back, still unsure of what was happening and questioning if you should make an appointment with an eye doctor.

“How long have you been trying for?” You asked looking down at him, he paused as he thought of his answer, the time difference in your world was drastic from that of Teyvat.

“Well it’s hard to say but I have tried maybe, 25-30 times before. I was starting to lose hope if I’m being honest.” He admitted. You had no idea he was this dedicated to getting out of the game

To see you.

It was flattering but also a bit scary to think your favorite character has wanted to meet you just as much as you wanted to meet him.

“This height difference nah be a problem though.” He pointed out with a chuckle.

“We’ll figure something out I’m sure.” You responded

-Birdy

(This basically just serves as an introduction to the idea and hopefully I will have enough time to come back and expand on what they do as tiny people)

[cheesy-cakey]

Before Challenging the gym

Rosedome city gym-

The gym is closed and you see two people outside.

Ace: Hey! you're here to challenge the Rosedome city gym? well you're out of luck today.

Deuce: Gym Leader Riddle is at an unbirthday party and all the staff are invited... why are we here then?

Ace: Well we were told to watch over the place and tell challengers no one's here.

Deuce: No it's cause you caused a scene last time so now we're serving punishment for that by not being invited.

Ace: You have a package from Professor Crowley? well if you really need to see Riddle the unbirthday is being held in the rose garden at the square.

Deuce: Just go down that path.

Adeuce: CYA!

Afterclaw Savannah Gym-

Upon arriving to Afterclaw Savannah you saw someone frantically looking around seeming frustrated.

Ruggie: Ughhhhh where is he this time?

he turned and saw you.

Ruggie: Have you seen someone with brown hair and green eyes anywhere? he has sort of a wild appearance. seen em? no? haaaah where did he run off to this time.

He then rushed off to look for the one he's looking for.

Soon another person walked up to you.

Jack: You seem confused about what just happened. he's looking for the Afterclaw Savannah Gym leader, Leona. He tends to wander off to take a nap somewhere. you're here to challenge the gym? well if you want to challenge the gym you have to find the gym leader first.

he shrugged and left.

ask around if they've seen him.

found him in a greenhouse.

Coravinelle City Gym-

Someone had recommended to visit the underwater museum that is full of the cities history.

While looking at some of the pictures you bump into a tall man... two tall men.

Jade: Apologies, I wasn't looking where I was going.

Floyd: heeeey, Jade. they're so small! like a wishiwashi.

Jade: You don't seem like your from here, Are you just visiting? Your all the way from Night Raven Town?

Floyd: haaaah? Little Wishiwashi came all the way from that small town?

he questioned as he picked you up looking at you closer.

Then bam. headbutting the rude man then dropped you.

Floyd: GWAH! The little Wishiwashi is like a goldeen now.

holding his forehead.

Jade: You had it coming, Floyd. So what brings you to our prosperous city?.... You're traveling to collect all the gym badges?

Floyd: Then that means little Wishiwashi is going to challenge Azul's gym right, Jade? That means you have to battle us to get to him! I'm not going easy on you after what you just pulled wishiwashi~

Jade: Indeed, Floyd. Well why don't you tell Azul yourself that you wish to challenge him? He's all the way at Sea Witch exhibit.

Scarab Desert Gym-

Walking around town you soon see a Pokémon zoom through the air.

While being distracted you had no idea of the person about to run into you.

Jamil: KALIM! Ack!

falling over you look up to see someone. Hurriedly getting up

Jamil: KALIM! Get back here! aaaand he's gone... great

The man sighed then looked at you.

Jamil: Sorry, I was trying to chase someone after they just ditched what they were supposed to do... You want to know where the Scarab Desert Gym is? I have to apologize but it just closed... unintentionally... why? well the one I was chasing was, Kalim. The Gym's gym leader during the day... If you wish to challenge the gym you might have to wait since I still have to go find them... You want to help? If you wish, he's usually out on the desert looking for an oasis to play with Pokémon. goodluck.

Pyfiore City Gym-

Upon arriving at the Gym someone came out.

Epel: Hm? oh are you a challenger? sorry but Gym Leader Vil is at a photoshoot right now. where? Well he's doing a photoshoot for a perfume brand that's from Rosedome city... when will he be back? well we don't exactly know. sometimes after a photoshoot he tends to go through the shopping district of the city before coming back... if you want you could go see him and tell him that you want to have a gym challenge... well good luck.

Isle of Igni Gym-

While walking around and looking at the gloomy but high tech city you bump into someone.

you look up to see a child surrounded by parts and rubbing his head.

getting onto your feet you help him up.

Ortho: Thank you! Not many people around here help when bumping to people. they get embarrassed and run away. huh? you're not from here? Oh! you're from Night Raven town? ISN'T THAT WHERE PROFESSOR CROWLEY DO HIS RESEARCH AT!? Is that a Pokédex!? Uwaaahhh... You should get it updated by my brother! c'mon! oh wait I still have to carry these parts to him... you'll help? thank you! Now let's go to the gym! why? well that's cause my brother is the gym leader! he's so cool! Did you know my brother helped create the Pokédex your holding right now? pretty cool huh! he also designed the pc. and almost everything you see on this island! You're going to challenge the gym? Your 6th gym badge!? Amazing! why don't you meet my brother first THEN you can challenge him. you still have to go through the gym task of course.

Somnia Valley Gym-

let's just say you met while going around the valley at night.

Didn't know who he was until you went to challenge the gym.

Ramshackle Forest Gym-

You arrive at the gym to be greeted by a young boy.

Grim: You're here to challenge the gym? well you're in luck! I'm the Ramshackle Forest's Gym leader! Grim the Great!

then a slender older man wearing a suit, cape and a top hat came out.

Ghost A: Grim are you telling people that you're the gym leader again?

Grim: Geh! no I'm not!

then another man that was a bit chubbier but shorter wearing the same outfit came out.

Ghost B: He definitely was.... you actually believed he was the gym leader?

Ghost A: he's not. he's an apprentice under the actual gym leader... who are we? well you can call me Ghost Uncle A!

Ghost B: Ghost Uncle B.

then soon someone entered the gym. he was similar to ghost B but taller.

Ghost C: Eh? why are you all standing at the entrance?... oh no no I'm not the gym leader... who am I? well call me Ghost Uncle C. The one your looking for is Gym Leader, Yuu. We had actually taken him in back then and trained him to be the gym leader. This used to be a trio gym but after we retired we appointed our what we consider adoptive son the gym.

Ghost B: What about this little one? your talking about Grim? well Yuu found him in the forest lost for some reason then he decided to take him in saying he's going to do the same thing as we did.

Ghost A: anyways, where is Yuu? didn't you go with him C?

Ghost C: He said that the spirits said there would be someone looking for him and asked me to tell the challenger who entered to go to the willow tree woods. and I'm guessing it would be you. You can find the path to willow woods on the northern side of town. here take this if you ever get lost just blow this whistle. a drifloom would come pick you up... the drifloom can't exactly take you TO him since they only know how to follow the whistle and come back here... if you need we can have a litwick follow you to make it brighter.

after that you walk out the gym and start heading north.

Ghost Uncles: GOODLUCK KIDDO!

I love making these headcanons they're so much fun

[foreveralwaysanauthor]

Magicae Maxima Character Comparison

Magicae Maxima is one of those AUs that I swore would stay a one-shot, but decided to not keep it as such because it would be entirely too long for my computer to keep up with. Sadly, I was right that it was too much when an update happened around 4am and my laptop (only 2 years old) decided it had enough of my crap and basically crashed itself two days ago. While the newest addition to our family (my brother-in-law, Mike) is a tech genius and has built many PCs, he couldn't fix my laptop due to it needing more help than he could give. So, for the foreseeable future, I will be using the old laptop that has been with me for the last 6 years and is running perfectly fine since Mike was able to reset it to its factory state. I was able to finish part 2 just the other day and have the final part underway, which feels amazing! Now that I have the time to do so, I have decided to make the comparison post I promised in the last part before I post another.

Here goes nothing!

Vivien as Becca (2022) and Allison Watts (1993)

Vivien and Becca are very similar in the way they both are very in tune with the witchy side of things. Their attachment to crystals, love of magic, and overall demeanor are very alike. Both are sort of standoffish when they feel betrayed by someone close to them and are unapologetically themselves. On the other hand, we have Allison. Allison is mentioned in the movie as a sort of white witch - protective, quick thinking, and in tune with nature. Allison is a native of Salem, adores Halloween, and seems to take a lot of pride in her hometown and its history, much like Vivien.

Royce as Cassie (2022) and Max Dennison (1993)

Royce is a bit closer to Max than he is to Cassie, but he has similarities to both. Max isn't much for Halloween and, rather reluctantly, goes along with the holiday for his little sibling, much like Royce. In the same strain, Cassie tries to keep her distance from magic and pretty much anything to do with Halloween. They both find themselves sucked into the world of magic because of the ones they're closest to. In the end, both Max and Cassie seem to appreciate magic and accept it as reality, something I wholeheartedly believe Royce would do too, given the circumstances.

Bentley as Izzy (2022) and Dani Dennison (1993)

Like Becca, Izzy is shown to have attachments to magical properties, taking things like salt and Angelica leaves to help protect them along their journey. I believe Izzy has a bit of premonition in that sense, buying/taking things without knowing why they would need them, much like Bentley does. As for Bentley's attachment to Dani, I would say most of it would be the 'little sibling' energy, but also the way they both drag their brothers into accepting magic. While both of them are young, they are not helpless or weak. They both find a way to pull through difficult situations in their own ways.

Miles as Max Dennison

It didn’t take me long to decide Max would be the best option for Miles since it makes a ton of sense (at least to me lmao) and I’ll explain why. Max is in love with Allison and is very protective of his sister. Miles is in love with Carrie and is very protective of his brothers and their best friend. Max isn't much for the Halloween spirit, but puts up with it for his family. Miles does the same thing. While I would love to compare Miles to a character from the new movie as well, I can't find one that's any more perfect than just Max Dennison.

Carrie as Allison Watts

Like with Miles, this makes a lot of sense to me for no particular reason other than the fact that it works. Aside from the obvious Carrie/Miles and Allison/Max romance storyline, there are a lot of good comparisons. Allison is very interested in the legends and myths of Salem, knows her way around the history of witches and witchcraft, and is confident in her knowledge of the Sanderson sisters. Carrie, in this AU, is very similar. She works at the Cottage with Mick and Miles, putting on shows filled with historical accuracy and legends. With quick reflexes and the ability to recall information fairly quickly, Carrie is a great addition to the group on their adventures.

Mick as Gilbert (2022)

Much like Gilbert, Mick owns a store that specializes in all things witchy - crystals, magic books, candles, wands, brooms, and more. Mick's store is much more personal, however, the similarities don't end there. Both Mick and Gilbert are the ones to make a black flame candle and they also don't seem to find anything wrong with what they're doing until it's too late. Mick is also very different as I have a lot more in store for her character than what the movie did with Gilbert.

Morgana, Lilibeth, and Gloriana as the Sanderson Sisters

Despite the fact that my characters are coven mates/coven sisters and not biological sisters, there are quite a few similarities between them and the Sanderson sisters. Morgana is like Winifred, Lilibeth is similar to Mary, and Gloriana is like Sarah. Winifred is the coven leader, much like Morgana. Mary is sort of like Winifred's right-hand man just like Lilibeth is to Morgana. Then there's Sarah and Gloriana, the stereotypical “dumb blonde” who seems to be there for comedic relief more than anything, but is immensely useful to her sisters.

Anyway, I hope this helps at least a little bit with comparing the characters, even the ones that come from the new movie. Part 2 will be posted soon!

[hanjizung]

𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣  𝕕𝕒𝕪  𝟙𝟚:   𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖.

Felix x Reader.

Word count: 1.5k

♡ Warnings ♡: established relationship, smut, lingerie, fingering.

【ｐｒｅｖｉｏｕｓ　ｄａｙ　||　ｎｅｘｔ　ｄａｙ】

【Ｋｉｎｋｔｏｂｅｒ　ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ】

Felix had downloaded yet another one of the newest games that was famous on the internet.

You were happy to see him have fun, but he got so immersed in it that his life started to focus only on that game. He had no time for you anymore, everyday becoming the same routine.

He came back from work, ate dinner with you and then left to go 'shower' while he made you clean the table to turn on his pc in the studio room and update the game if needed, staying awake for hours playing and then heading to sleep.

The studio room was a big mistake, you realized. You thought you would be able to spend time there together, but Felix made it his personal man cave. Not a single time did you step in that room voluntarily, only when it was late and you had to drag Felix to bed to make him sleep.

You felt like a mother taking care of a teenage son who was obsessed with video games, not like a woman living together with her boyfriend.

That's why you decided it was time to take cards into the matter and intervitate with his addiction with that particular game.

You tried not having dinner ready to cook with him, but he opted to call for the nearest pizza place and have it delivered, waiting for it to arrive at the studio and telling you to please receive it. That was the first strike.

Then, you decided to be out all day, calling some of your friends to go dance with them in a girl's night outing, and all Felix said was 'have fun, baby girl. I'll stay awake waiting for you.'

Anr you were actually annoyed that he did wait awake for you. In the studio room, playing the game and only welcoming you back when you told him you were going to sleep. That was strike two.

You had a last idea to get his mind off the game,it was inspired by a trend on tiktok that was about taking off your towel in front of your partner while they played and film their reactions. But you had a twist to that.

Instead of going naked, you would be wearing his favorite lingerie, a matching pastel pink bra and thong with white thigh high stockings that you knew drove him crazy. I'd that disntger his attention from the game, you didn't know what else to do.

Felix came back from work, complimenting your outfit that allowed him to see the stockings under your dress as you had dinner together. He seemed more talkative that night, participating more in the conversation and making you all sort of question. You hoped that was a clue, meaning that you were doing things the right way.

He finished, helping you clean the table and then going straight to the studio room. He stopped showering before playing when he shamelessly stepped into the room to turn on the pc, so that was the time to execute your plan.

You were going to give him some time, walking to your shared bedroom and started to put on some makeup. It had been a long time since you last got ready to be on a date with him, so why not try and doll yourself up for a little? You fixed your hair, put on natural looking makeup and took off your clothes, except for the lingerie that covered you.

You made your way to Felix's hideout, knocking on the door before opening when Felix said 'come in.' There he was, all focused on the screen and clicking the buttons on the keyboard, groaning in frustration when his character died.

He stopped looking at the screen, turning to look at you while he opened a water bottle, his mouth hung open as he caught sight of you all dolled up for him. You smiled, opening your arms to hug him and straddling his lap, pressing your lips against him and kissing him passionately. The match on the game behind you was still going, neither of you caring.

"Are you gonna stop playing the game now? I've missed you, Felix" you said after you pulled away from him. He made you sit on his lap and returned his attention to the screen when a new match started, losing the previous one for being afk, the chat in the game calling him a thrower, the enemy team thanking him for letting them win.

"Just let me finish this one game and then I'm all yours, angel" you hummed, acknowledging him that you listened to his words. You made yourself comfortable on his lap, looking how he pressed the keyboard and flipped the mouse to accumulate kills and get the win for his team. He was so experienced with his fingers, knowing what to press and what ability he needed to help his team win. And then it hit you why he was so good using his fingers with you.

Seeing how he used them made you needy, his fingers danced through the buttons so beautifully, it made you want to have them deep inside you.

Without thinking, you placed your hand on top of the one he was holding the mouse with. He didn't say anything, so you left it there allowing him to move under your hand, staring at how he moved in the game. But he displayed the game's menu, and said:

"My teammates are gonna hate me for this, but fuck it. I don't care, I can't have you wearing this and sitting on my lap pretending like I don't want to fuck you numb" he exited the match, closed the game and allowed his hands to roam on your body, tracing the lingerie you were wearing with his fingertips. He rested his chin on your shoulder, one of his hands slowly going down and slipping past your lacy panties to touch you right where you needed him to touch you, pinching your clit carefully and making you moan, spreading your legs to give him more access to your sex.

You threw your head back, focusing on how Felix passed his fingers through your folds, his middle finger teasing your entrance making you sigh, meanwhile his other hand was busy squeezing your boob and pinching your nipple through the delicate material of your bra.

Just when you were about to tell him to stop teasing you, Felix inserted one of his digits inside your wet pussy, making you moan. It wasn't the part you wanted to have inside you, but it worked just fine.

"You're so tight, Y/N, God I hadn't realized how much I've missed you" you smiled after hearing his words but your face suddenly changed when he inserted another finger and started making scissoring moves.

Rubbing your clit with his thumb while he inserted and removed his fingers from you felt good, it gave you the pleasure you were craving since he downloaded that damn game. Your legs were now completely spread, resting on the armrests of the chair, one of your hands was holding Felix's cheek after being tangled on his hair before, while your other hand held his thigh to support you on the chair as you squirmed, victim of the pleasure your boyfriend was providing you with.

When he found your G-spot you almost screamed, holding tighter on his thigh, your walls clenching around him meaning that your release was just about to happen.

"You want to cum already, princess? Seems like you really missed me and didn't touch yourself. Such a good girl you are, so beautiful, waiting for me to give you the pleasure you need" he whispered against your ear, tone low and deep like he knew would drive you crazy. You just needed his permission to come undone, resisting the need of releasing your climax.

"Cum for me, angel" and you did, your juices covering his fingers as you moaned his name, a form to thank him for finally giving you the attention you needed.

"That was good, Felix, but I really need to have your cock inside me" you cried out, removing one of your legs from where it was and turning to look at him with pleading eyes.

"This is only the start, princess. I'm also dying to be inside you, feel how you take me so well. Let's go to the bedroom and continue there, hmm? What do you say?" you stood up, supporting yourself on the desk in front of you before making your way to your next destination, waiting for your legs to stabilize so you could walk on your own.

But Felix had no patience, throwing you over his shoulder as if you were a sack of potatoes and making you laugh.

"I don't think I can wait for any longer, I need you so badly" he explained. You passed one of his hands through his locks.

"No need to hurry, Lix. We have all night available"

"Then I hope you started praying already because I'll fuck you until you can’t walk tomorrow."

[the-lincyclopedia]

* adapted from @librajiminn on twitter

A fun game to celebrate 2020 ending! The rules are simple: recommend your favorite OMGCP fics so everyone can enjoy them, while trying to fill in enough slots to get a bingo!

This is going to get long, so I’ll put it under a cut. Also, I’m too orderly to try to shoehorn my favorite fics into these particular prompts, so I’m just going to go right to left, top to bottom, taking the prompts literally, until it’s bedtime. 

1. first fic you bookmarked: “Here Comes the Sun” by @doggernaut, 19k, G, no warnings, Zimbits

For the past month, the man with the baby and the sad blue eyes has been stopping in for a cup of coffee an hour before closing. He always sits in an overstuffed chair in the corner and drinks his coffee while his baby sleeps next to him in the stroller. Sometimes he pulls a book out from the diaper bag he carries with him; other times he just stares straight ahead as if in a daze. He never asks for a refill, always respectfully gathers his things and leaves ten minutes before the shop officially closes. Eric desperately wants to ask him what his story is. 

My notes: I read Check Please over the course of two days in June of 2019. On the second day, right after catching up, I looked at @peppermintfeminist‘s AO3 bookmarks and found a fic by @doggernaut. Then I read just about everything @doggernaut had ever posted. It was glorious. This fic in particular is so cute. 

2. most recent fic you bookmarked: “Flight Check” by @edgarallanrose, 15k, E, no warnings (though there is a creepy/handsy guy at a club to watch out for), primarily Zimbits with most of the other popular pairings in the background

Flight attendant Eric “Bitty” Bittle has been working his way up at Samwell Airlines for the past four years, and his new promotion has provided him the opportunity to work with a brand-new crew. Unfortunately for Bitty, that crew includes an incredibly handsome but equally grumpy pilot, Captain Jack Zimmermann, who seems to want nothing to do with Bitty. Even worse, Jack refuses to eat any of Bitty's baked goods. Will Bitty be able to win the captain over? Or is there another reason Jack has been avoiding Bitty?

My notes: There are a lot of great things about this fic--Jack’s character arc, Lardo’s dialogue, that scene in Seattle--but the reason I bookmarked it is the scene where Bitty’s basically slut-shaming himself and Jack gently but firmly tells Bitty not to do that and that it was the creep’s fault. 

3. a fic that made you cry actual tears: “a little bit more” by @ivecarvedawoodenheart, 14k, T, no warnings, Holsom

“I just wanted,” he says, “a perfect day. With you. Because it’s our last day together and our last day being here as undergrads and we’re kissing the ice tonight, and the weather’s supposed to be beautiful, and you’re moving tomorrow and Holtzy I just — I don’t want to be missing you already.” Holster wipes his eyes before he even realizes he’s crying. Behind him, Ransom sighs. “One more day where everything’s the same,” he says, feeling around blindly for Rans’ fingers. He feels Rans nod as he laces their fingers together. “Yeah. Yeah, Rans. I’d like that a lot.” __________________________

Holsom after graduation and throughout the subsequent six months after Holster signs to an expansion team in Oregon, and realizes his feelings for Ransom too late. Holster's POV :) kinda angsty, but there's a happy ending :)

Inspired by shitty-check-please-aus: "Holster moves to Oregon while Ransom stays on the east coast. The time difference makes it difficult to talk and one day they wake up and realize they aren’t best bros anymore."

My notes: I almost never cry at fics. I searched “tears” in my fandom email account and only a handful of my fic comments came up, but Syd is a literal master of Holsom angst, always. 

4. longest fic you’ve read: “Like Real People Do” by @xiaq, 153k, M, No Warnings, Kent Parson x OC

Parson gestures with his spoon toward Hawke. “So am I allowed to ask about the service dog or is that not PC?”

“My medical history is more of a 3rd date conversation," Eli says.

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“Because. No one sticks around afterward and I like to live in glorious denial for a short period beforehand.”

It comes out more self-deprecating than he intended.

Parson looks…thoughtful. “Well, does this count as one or two?

“Pardon?”

“This. Ice cream. I mean, technically it’s a second location, but still the same night. So is this one date or two?”

“One,” Eli says firmly. “If it’s happening within the same three-hour period.”

“You’re the expert,” Parson says, which, he’s really, really, not, but ok.

“So still two dates to go then?” Parson continues.

“I—what?”

“We’ve got a roadie coming up but then we’re home for almost two weeks. When does your semester start?”

“You want to do this again?” Eli asks.

Parson stops idly twirling his spoon.

“You don’t?”

He does, Eli realizes. He really does. Because apparently he actually likes Kent fucking Parson.

My notes: Okay, this fic has my whole entire heart. I’ve read it multiple times in its entirety, and it’s almost twice as long as the full-length novel I’m querying. Eli is one of my favorite OCs I’ve ever seen in a fic (probably tied with Damian Navarro and Ari Paxton, both brainchildren of @fozmeadows). Anyway, this is probably going to be the next thing @themeaningoflifeischeese and I read out loud to each other. 

5. a fic you almost didn’t read: “when all else fails (i’ll still be right here)” by @whoacanada, 6k, T, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings (and I don’t remember if I think there’s stuff to warn for, sorry), Zimbits

The National Hockey League is resurrecting the Quebec City Nordiques, and the expansion draft hits the Falconers much harder than expected.

My notes: Given that this was for @omgcpheartbreakfest, I was worried this would be all angst--all hurt and no comfort. Which made me sad, because I love @whoacanada‘s writing but I wasn’t up for reading unresolved angst. But @doggernaut reblogged the fic, so I asked if the ending was sad, and it’s NOT! There is quite a bit of angst but the ending isn’t sad. 

6. a fic that convinced you on a ship you didn’t ship before: “it drops with the gravity of rain” by @geniusorinsanity, 16k, T, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings (attempted sexual assault by an OC), Nurseydex

It happens like this:

“I don’t--this is a bad idea,” Dex says, his lips still tingling, his hands shaking on Nursey’s hips where he’s shoved him away. “This is a really bad idea, Nurse. I can’t--We can’t do this.”

And there’s hurt in Nursey’s eyes and his bottom lip is swollen from Dex’s teeth, but he says, “Okay.” And then, “It’s chill, Dex. Just friends, then.”

It happens like this:

“Actually,” Nursey says, talking more to his granola than to them, “I kind of have a date.”

It happens like this:

When Nursey calls, Dex almost doesn’t pick up the phone.

My notes: So I was really confused and a little disturbed when I first found out people shipped Nursey and Dex. Like, Dex just wasn’t someone I trusted. But then I was moving out of the house I’d been living in, and I needed stuff to listen to as I packed and cleaned, and @khashanakalashtar‘s podfics came in clutch. I gave this one a try even though I didn’t like Dex, and @geniusorinsanity blew. My. Mind.

7. a fic from an unusual POV: “Excuse Me While I Kiss This Guy” by @porcupine-girl, 8k, G, no warnings, Zimbits

Jesse Snowden knows all the best restaurants and gourmet food shops in Providence, so when Jack Zimmermann starts bringing in incredible baked goods, he's eager to find out where the new bakery is. When he meets the man behind the pies, he decides that there's no way Jack could really appreciate this guy's talent the way he does, even if they are friends. He starts hiring Jack's chef on the side, in the hopes that maybe once Bitty's done with college he'll come work for Jesse.

Good thing there is absolutely no way whatsoever that Jesse could possibly be misinterpreting this situation.

My notes: Oh my gosh this is so funny. The secondhand embarrassment factor is huge, but like, the hilarity. 

8. a comfort fic: “Don’t Need to Compromise” by @khashanakalashtar, 11k, E, no warnings, PB&J

“Hey,” said Kent, unknowingly setting off a chain of events that would change his entire life, “you said that like you know from experience. Have you done this before?”

Jack and Bitty have not done polyamory before, but they do know Ransom and Holster’s polycule, which contains March.

And March?

March is trans.

My notes: I’m in love with @khashanakalashtar‘s entire Directionverse series (and honestly a lot of their other writing), but “Don’t Need to Compromise,” which is the second fic in the series, just makes my heart swell especially much. The gender feels are so good, and all the characters are so good to each other, and when I listen to this on walks I have to actively try not to arm-flap. 

9. a fic you wish could be a movie: “Ice Crew Please!” by @petals42, 61k, T, no warnings, Zimbits

Jack Zimmermann was drafted first by the Providence Falconers when he was eighteen years old. He is good at hockey. Very good. His team won the Cup his second year and now, in his third year, they are looking good. Jack should be on top of the world. And some days, he manages to convince himself he is.

He’s not, of course.

Enter the Ice Crew.

AKA: The Ice Crew AU

My notes: This fic has its tender moments, but what I love most about it is the sheer goofiness. Ransom and Holster and Shitty are HILARIOUS in this one. I’d love to see their shenanigans in movie form. 

10. a WIP you read as it was updated: “Something Borrowed” by @fozmeadows, 48k, M, no warnings, Kent x OC

All things considered, Ari did his best to prepare himself for the advent of Kent Parson, Potentially Difficult Housemate and New Star Liney. The problem was that his best was an idiot.

My notes: So technically I didn’t start reading this until the first 19 chapters were posted. But there was still plenty of anticipation for the final few chapters. And like, @fozmeadows (as mentioned above) makes EXCELLENT OCs. And I love how their fics consistently convey that having bad things happen to you does not mark the end of your story. 

Okay, it’s bedtime, so have 10 excellent fics. I got bingo twice, because I went straight across on the top two rows.

[prorevenge]

A stranger scammed me out of $300 online. I tracked him down, called his dad's work phone, and got my money back.

Long post, TL;DR below. Early last year I was deep in depression, spending the Spring in my room (I work in a seasonal industry which pays just enough to live on during the off months.)

All I did was play video games all day which led to me getting into game marketplace sites and planning on starting a side hustle selling in game items and accounts in MMos. I was brand new to the "industry" and didn't have contacts to learn from, so I just went for it and posted my first listing. I got a few hits back early and found an interested "buyer" (I'll refer to him later as C) who told me he was ready to purchase.

The way these transactions are supposed to go is this: A reputable middleman (There were several known MM in the community that I joined) takes in the product and the payment, verifies both, then distributes both ways after taking a cut for their services. This circumvents the "you first" prolem where you have to trust solely in the other guy to not scam you. -Well.. They impersonated a middleman well enough to fool me. I admit that it was 100% on me, I didn't know what I was doing. I just wanted to start selling so bad and I was glad to see quick hits on my first listing.

So, the "middleman" (To this day I don't know if there was a 3rd person acting as middleman or if it was C all along) takes the buyer's money, then the product which was a high ranked account in a popular competitve game. Suddenly, the MM says there was a problem with the payment and it needs to be redone.

At this point I know game's over and I just got scammed, but I went along with it as a sad parting gift to my first "sale." I message C and asked him how this was going to go. He told me he'll just direct paypal me the $300 now and apologized, which didn't make sense to me (you already scammed me, why haven't you blocked me yet?) I gave him my paypal email.

Conversation goes like this: C- "Sent." Me- "repeats my email same email correct?" C- "F%@& I sent it to the wrong email. I'll call paypal." Me- 3 minutes later "Are you going to send me $300 or no?" C- "I only had $450 in my paypal account, they should be able to refund me over the phone." Me- 5 minutes later "Okay. Progress?" C- "On the phone with them." Me 10 minutes of silence later- ":D" Then he goes offline. I call the MM several times but he's standoffish and won't pick up saying "something something privacy.. you arent giving me a reason to pick up the call." It's clear he's not being real with me.

I don't know what to do at this point as I've never encountered a sudden loss of hard work like that. I'm not a drinker at all but that night when faced with that emptiness while trying to get out of depression, I hit the bottle hard.

The next day I woke up naked on my bathroom floor in the pitch black and sheepishly checked my PC to see if it really happened. Without any hope at all I started googling this kid's two usernames that I knew of. I scanned the internet for every site that had an account with the same username that he used, but only found more scam reports (yep, I wasn't his first victim.) So I gave up.

A week later I came back and did it all over again, but this time I thought to check his discord profile to see if he had any other profiles linked to it (steam, twitch, etc.) and the genius did. I checked his steam profile and wrote down each of his past usernames that looked unique and wouldn't pull a million results.

After hours of scanning each one, I had his name, age (teenager,) city, email, skype, knew he went to chess tournaments as a kid, liked neopets, and found a youtube channel with his class project videos on it. It still wasn't enough though. All the information got me was another two contact methods, and I didn't want to start harassing him.

He ghosted me and emailing him wasn't going to change that. If I was going to get my money back, I needed to contact his parents and I knew this all along. In a last ditch effort I googled his emails again, found his google+ profile, and saw that he had a public photo library (which was discontinued by google very shortly after all this happened.) It had 1 picture. A perfect view of his house, from the street. Street number in view. After some searching without finding much I clicked "More info" on the picture and the the geo-tagged coordinates attatched to the picture appeared.

So now I have the address which I google along with the last name, which leads to me getting the first & last names of both parents. I pop that into trusty whitepages and have everything I need to spring my plan into action. While all this was going on I was updating my friend who lives in the same area as C. He asked if I wanted him to call since he had the same area code. It lined up perfectly so I agreed.

At this point I realize it's March 30th, just two days before April fools and C could probably play this off as some elaborate joke played by his friends so I call my friend off. It was so hard to wait, but we did and we waited long enough that it couldn't be looked at as a joke at all.

Two weeks later in a discord call I give my friend the green light and he calls phone #1. The cell. After a little ringing it cuts to voicemail and we decide to try phone #2, the work phone. This time the phone rang for significantly longer but also cut to voicemail and the message before the beep confirmed we had the right dad. My friend leaves a message saying "Hello Mr. ______, this is _ ______ with (marketplace name's) collection department. We currently have multiple fradulent activity cases open with your son C, totalling x thousands of dollars (I added up all the reports against him which were posted on the site and it totalled thousands, even talked to a couple people who he targeted.) At the moment we're reviewing the most recent case which involved a $300 transaction. If you could please, get back to us between 9am-10pm to resolve these cases. Thank you" All that was paraprased but that was his message.

He was very professional and seemed legit, and even though the dad might listen to it and ignore it we didn't think that was going to happen. It's worth noting that they live in a nice area of a nice state, so there was less of a chance that this would be a financial burden and the parents would likely just want to clear this up.

Two days later, while playing video games (yeah I had a problem.) I get a contact request notification. MY BOY C!

He tells me that he's a good person and he wants to give the account back. I check it and he played 10 games and lost each one which deranked and devalued the account (at this point I pretty much knew his parents were standing over his shoulder watching everything that was said. I could've even been speaking to them directly.) So I told him the account devalued, and I either want what he stole from me (the account at a higher rank) or I want $300. He told me he'll give me the account AND $300 (Parents coming through in the clutch!)

We went through a lot of hoops, trying paypal which he couldn't get to work, a few others and finally got google pay to work after troubleshooting stupid problems which I attriubted to him stalling. It was clear that they were scared of me since I got their info (and regularly called him by his first name throughout the convo as a power move lol) but I assured them I wasn't a bad person and told them to be extra safe of what you upload, especially if you're trying to scam people because when money is involved bad things can happen (playing into his parents who were surely reading it.) I explained the public Google+ upload of their clear to see geo-tagged house which I'm sure his they weren't happy about.

After he sent the money he asked for confirmation that I received it. I confirmed saying "YOU F** DID IT! SO PROUD OF YOU, C!" and he immediately went offline. I danced up and down the hallway and it was probably embarrasingly bad but I didn't care. I don't think the smile was gone from my face for an hour. It was a month long process and with the help of my friend the money was back. I haven't seen my friend in person since then, but when I do I owe him a top notch steak. He refused when I sent him $ online.

Instead of trying to resell the account and start back up in the marketplace I abandoned it all and went another way. I'm currently training for the military and in a much better place, but still have a long way to go.

A lot was left out of this story but it was a long one. I have screenshots of our conversations and I surely won't ever forget it.

TL;DR - I tried selling a video game account to see if I could make a new side hustle and got scammed since I was dumb, inexperienced and decided to trust the internet. I got scammed and took it hard but the scammer left too much of his info public and after a little bit of elbow grease I was able to obtain his & his parent's info and left his dad a voicemail. Two days later the scammer contacted me and gave me the money and the account back, apologizing. I learned from it.

(source) story by (/u/dstrezzd)

[jaybug-jabbers]

Review: Pokemon Gold and Silver 97: Reforged

The Review

What a fantastic game. I went looking for a hack that fully realized the sort of pokemon game we glimpsed in the Spaceworld ‘97 demo, and I was not disappointed. 

This alternative version of Gold and Silver takes that Spaceworld demo and builds on it with loving care and attention to detail. All the beta pokemon sprites were freshly made from scratch or edited to update them for the final, polished Gameboy Color look. The pokemon movesets and stats were crafted so that they were balanced and didn’t contain placeholders, and the pokemon were populated throughout the world in a logical fashion. Dex entries were written and the pokes were integrated smoothly into the world. There are even different sprites and different encounter rates for Gold and Silver-- although you can ‘catch them all’ in either version, an excellent choice.

Meanwhile, the world map was colored, tweaked and polished, allowing us to explore that beta world that was stunningly different from the final Gold and Silver. It’s a place that in many ways seems even more vibrant and varied than final Gold and Silver, and is truly exciting to explore.

Along with this fully realized map, this hack’s creators also gave us a fresh new plot for Gold and Silver. This one was inspired by the differences glimpsed in the demo, including Oak’s increased involvement in the story, Silver’s different personality and role, and the inclusion of an Imposter Oak. The plot stays true to the style of pokemon games and doesn’t seem out of place. 

All of the exciting little beta details were included too-- including the original Type alignments, the original Gym Leader designs, beta pokemon moves, new hold items, access to the Skateboard, being able to name your Mom, and even the minigame on the game start screen. The attention to detail and the polish on this hack is truly impressive.

Essentially, I feel like this hack can be considered the definitive edition of the beta Gold/Silver that we never knew. It gives us a chance to experience this alternative world, and breathes life into these wonderful pokemon that never were. Giving us a chance to know and love these beta creations is truly a gift for pokemon fans.

Perhaps the only downside is the sadness that this is not the official version of Gold and Silver. I experienced Pokemon a little bit differently then my peers. As a child, I adored Red and Blue, but once I’d finished with those games, I moved on from pokemon. I have no nostalgic memories of Gold and Silver to hold onto. I only returned to pokemon years later as a teenager. At that point I played several generations, one after another, at the same time, as a sort of “pokemon binge.” While most would call it blasphemy, I was never too terribly fond of Gold and Silver. I think it was largely because I didn’t happen to like a lot of the pokemon designs in those games. In many ways, this ROM hack presents a Gold and Silver that I adore and can love even more than the originals. 

That’s not to say the official Gold/Silver games are all terrible, of course. There are still definitely some beta pokemon that I feel were axed or altered for good reason. Not all of them are better then the final cuts. And there are other elements that are an improvement, too; for example, I actually really like Silver’s storyline in the official games and the fact we dealt with a character who actually stole pokemon and treated them poorly. 

That said, there is an awful lot to love in this ROM hack, and I’m grateful that we have it. Pangshi, Bellrun, Warwolf, Madame, Volbear and others may not be officially recognized by the Pokemon franchise . . . but they will always be very real in my heart.

The Team

Cinnamon (Flame Wheel/Crunch/Scary Face/Earthquake - Charcoal)

Selecting the starter was difficult, because both Honooguma’s line and Kurusu’s line appealed to me. Ultimately I think I went with my old Fire bias. Cinnamon was everything you’d expect a Fire starter to be-- powerful, intimidating, and very reliable. My only real complaint would be that I happened to strongly dislike the sprite the team had created for Dynabear. This isn’t really anyone’s fault, because the team did an excellent job with spriting-- for example, their sprite for the mid-evolution, Volbear, was incredibly good and I adored it to bits. I think it was just a matter of personal taste; I just didn’t like the final evolution’s face. (I’ve actually replaced the sprite in this picture with the original sprite, because I don’t want it to dampen my love for this species) Other than that, seriously, they did this evolution family justice. It was a joy to have on my team.

Doomsday (Curse/Confuse Ray/Body Slam/Shadow Ball - Power Wings)

The second member of my team was found in Brass Tower, to my great excitement: Kurstraw. This was possibly my favorite evolution line to come out of the beta discoveries. This pokemon’s stats were not exactly breaking any records; he went down pretty easily if I wasn’t careful. However, that never really mattered. Doomsday still did his job anyway-- pulling his weight just fine, relying on Confuse Ray and Curse a fair bit to take care of foes. He often was an excellent team player, messing with especially troubling pokemon before passing them over to an ally to finish off. His Normal Immunity also was a strong advantage at times, which I made sure to make use of. Basically, he was a fantastic companion, who helped me all the way through to the Elites and Champion fights.

Rumtum (Slash/Thunder Wave/Thunderbolt/Crunch - Leftovers)

Along with a Rinrin, this round good boy was added to the team next. I was slightly wary of Kotora because it seemed to be one of the most popular beta pokemon among fans. But, the pokemon does seem to be worthy of praise, as it turns out. It is an excellent, cute, cheery little creature and seems to do Pikachu’s job just as nicely as Pikachu, both in fighting and in charisma. Where Pikachu is focused more on speed, though, Kotora and its evolution focus a little more on bulk. The tanky tiger was able to take hits long enough to outlast the competition, even when working with relatively low basepower moves. When he *finally* learned Thunderbolt, though, man, look out -- he was quite a force to reckon with.

It’s funny, actually. When I first saw this tubby tiger, I assumed it was a fire type. Electric was somewhat surprising, but I quickly grew to like it as that typing. Most electric type pokemon are rodent-focused, as Pikachu clones, or Magnemite’s kin. Having a big, bulky tiger is unexpected for the archtype of electric pokemon, but it’s a very refreshing change.

Poprocks (Fire Blast/Surf/Body Slam/Flame Wheel - Mystic Water)

Next on the team was this awesome fellow. Well . . . sort of. Technically, next on the team was TRICKY the Bomsheal, which I traded a Rinrin for with an NPC. Later on, I felt like being able to name the pokemon myself, so I bred Tricky with Cinnamon and trained Poprocks up from scratch. This seal was the cause of some angst for me. I loved Manboo’s evolutionary line a lot, but I also loved the fire seal. They both vyed for the position of the water type on my team. For a while, I used Manboo (and Anchorage) . . . intent on keeping it. But I missed the seal so much, eventually I went back for it to retrieve it from the PC. Yes, it only added to my team’s Rock/Ground weakness, but I didn’t care. I loved this guy too much.

I’m not sure what it is. The freaking amazing typing of Fire/Water? That was definitely a big part of it. But there’s also just something so appealing in its design, simple as it may be. He’s just a cool seal with a fireball. And boy . . . I sure learned how INTENSE its stats were. This seal was RIPPING through the competition. Using it was basically pushing the win button. Honestly it might need to be nerfed a little, it was nuts. But yeah, Bomsheal is a badass and doesn’t need any evolutions to be cool. Best surfer ever!

Darkwing (Slash/Fly/Swords Dance/Faint Attack - Stick)

Right around when I was handed the TM for Fly, I ran into an area that had two types of birds available, depending on the time of day: Hoothoot at night, Farfetch’d at day. As cool as beta Noctowl looks, I eventually decided I needed to have a Madame. I just had to. Like many others, I always, always felt Farfetch’d deserved an evolution and was kind of screwed over. Learning it used to have one was a revelation.

Madame on this team was kind of funny, though. Next to all of these exotic beta pokemon, Madame seemed so . . . normal. She had moves and performed pretty much the way you’d expect a Normal/Flying type to act. It was much like using a Pidgeotto or Fearow. She couldn’t take many hits but usually could take out one pokemon. Her typing had her as an ideal Generalist pokemon-- something that could be used in various situations, not to any amazing effect but usually to a passable one.

That may sound a little underwhelming to you, but honestly, it’s what you’d expect of this cool-looking swan; it’s a Normal/Flying type. It fills that archtype as a familiar, dependable generalist. And I am someone who can really appreciate a generalist pokemon. I think the pokemon world’s richer for having Madame in it, even if only in our dreams.

Alpha (Strength/Blizzard/Screech/Ice Punch - Nevermeltice)

The final member of our illustrious team. You have to wait until fairly late into the game, when you reach the snowy towns, to get a hold of one of these fellows.But the wait is well worth it. What a beautiful pokemon design these two are-- mysterious little creatures hiding inside their wolf pelts, a perfect mix of cute and creepy. Wolfman/Warwolf actually struggled for quite some time on my team, unfortunately, just because of its movepool. I was left with the very weak Icy Wind for a long time. To compensate, I taught Strength, which worked somewhat, but I could still tell Warwolf wasn’t reaching its full potential. I taught it Blizzard, but the poor pokemon had a rough time ever landing its hits. What I SHOULD have done from the start is buy and teach it Ice Punch for a reliable STAB move with decent base power. I FINALLY decided to do that around the time I reached the Elite 4. I kind of had to-- its learnset wasn’t providing it with reliable, decent Ice moves, for some reason. Once Warwolf was properly equipped, he did great work. Admittedly, a pure Ice type pokemon isn’t the best, defensively. They have four weaknesses to some very common move types-- Rock, Fighting, Fire. (Steel moves weren’t really implemented in this game). That said, when used wisely, a pure Ice type can still be a valuable team member.

There was one hitch, though. Warwolf was mainly a physical fighter. This makes sense if you look at him. Of course he’d be a physical fighter. Thing is, in gen 2, Ice moves were all special. So I suppose technically Warwolf still isn’t hitting at his full potential-- not until the special/physical split in gen 4 so he can take true advantage of physical-type Ice moves. Still, despite that fact, he did a great job anyway. He landed the final blow that defeated Lance and won the game, after all.

I think my only real regret is how relatively little time I spent with him when compared to the others. This is, of course, just the nature of the game; you find some pokemon later on when you’re nearing the end of the game. If there’s any sort of post-game, perhaps I can spend more time with him.

And the Ones Who Didn’t Make the Cut . . .(This Time)

There were so many beta pokemon that it was impossible to have them all on the team, of course. I was especially sad about leaving my Bellrun, Tibbs, behind. I adore Rinrin and Bellrun’s line, as yet another set of pokemon that should have been included in the final cut of the official games. Alas, ultimately I removed Tibbs from my team, though. The reason was simple enough. With the beta Type alignments, Dark type was heavily disadvantaged. It was weak to Normal-type and Dark-type moves (as well as Bug), which was extremely significant. Pokemon’s movepools were positively saturated with Normal and Dark type moves, and it was impossible to avoid. With her already weak stats, and her lack of any decent basepower moves for so long, there was just too much stacked against her. It’s my hope that Rinrin/Bellrun get a bit of a buff in future updates, because they really seem to struggle. 

In any case, there were also plenty of others not on my team: Aquarius, Noctowl, Belmitt, Jumpluff, Turban, Plux, Grotess, Girafarig, Leafeon . . . and so many more. Honestly, that’s fantastic. It gives such replayability to the game. I have no doubt I will return to do more runs and get the chance to try out other pokes.

And, who knows? Maybe in the future they’ll even update this hack to include even more beta pokemon that were uncovered last year. If they don’t, I’m sure someone else will.  

(This hack is largely the work of lvl_3, who created ‘Pokemon Super Gold 97.’ Then, the hack was further changed and refined by a team into ‘Pokemon Gold and Silver 97: Reforged.’ Both can be found at the PokeCommunity as patches.)

[purple-nana]

Barriers

Part 9 - angst (maybe? oof)

1.5k words    ( Part of the Dorm of us Series)  

Warnings: Noneeeee

A/N: okie, first of all. IM SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING AN FREAKIN UPDATE. Cuz my pc is kinda busted rn so i hate it so much and i dont like using the mobile version to update :/. But anyways i'll try to updatee more often oncee my pc is back on track achu. Okie you may read now ehe, tysm for waiting! <3

You stared mindlessly at your plain, white and boring ceiling. The endless whoosing noises of the air conditioning continued to be the only source of sound as you lay in your bed.

Maybe, a screw went off in your head that staring into thin air now intrigues you so much.

Well, who wouldn't though? With all the events that happened this month, you were sure that anyone would also lose their mind when they finally get to rest.

It was still hard to believe for you. A month has already passed since—you and Jaemin became a thing.

You smiled to yourself. Jaemin was a really great boyfriend even if—you don't what a great boyfriend is really like since, you've never had one.

But nonetheless you still think that Jaemin is a great one—or so you thought.

The first day was rather interesting if you were being honest. The both of you agreed to meet up at an 'fancy' restaurant.

However, when the both of you were actually there—Jaemin didn't know what to do as well as you who was also completely clueless.

Ditching the fancy restaurant plan, the two of you end up in the park—again. It was nice though, you get to talk with him and play with him, overall it was a fun night.

That's when you thought that Jaemin indeed was a great guy and maybe choosing to be with him was the right choice.

But—things went downhill after that.

The next couple of dates were rushed and was unplanned. It happened almost everywhere. The park, the campus. Most times, it happened at Mcdonald's.

You would wait there for at least an hour before Jaemin arrives, the both of you will just catch up and talk but after that—Jaemin would immediately leave.

It was that time where things were crazy busy cause midterms were coming and your schedule and his were not-so alike to each other.

Due to that, you can't really complain. You expected him to give more time to you at the dorms since it was the only place that the two of you could hang out without interruptions.

But instead—he kept on locking himself inside of his room.

Haechan actually cleaned his room the first two weeks into the month so Jaemin got to move in to his room in a swift.

You don't want to overthink about it, but you can't help it.

But it was somehow—you were being treated differently.

If you were to compare yourself to his ex, which was Oh Miri. He used to be out frequently with the reason of he was going to see Miri.

You wanted to believe that it was because of the midterms that was causing you this overthinking but at the same time—it also makes sense.

There was this part of you that was screaming that this was wrong, and another is telling you that Jaemin was really at fault.

It's giving you a headache.

You just want to get over with this and talk to him, the more you kept your mouth shut, the more you get these thoughts.

You just—want it to stop.

A knock on the door caused you to stop floating in your thoughts. And speaking of the devil, there was Jaemin, peeking his head through the small gap of the door.

You raised your eyebrow at him giving him the look of 'what?'.

He completely understood and went inside of your room. You were confused as to why the heck was he dressed?

"Want to go out?" He asks, placing his palms in his pockets.

You furrowed your eyebrows, surprised that he wasn't 'busy' nor locking himself. "Aren't you busy?" You answered with a question.

He shrugs. "Nah, I have two hours, come on." He said pulling your arm as usual.

You panicked, would this guy really want to go out when he was fully dressed and you aren't? You were wearing a tank top and shorts for pete's sake.

You pulled you arm from him and he looked at you surprised. "You prick! You really want me to go out in this?" You widened your eyes at him, pointing at your clothing which was embarrassing.

He straightened his posture and looks at you from top to bottom, as if he was evaluating you.

"It looks fine to me." He says in confusion.

You face-palmed yourself. Was this guy really dumb or what. Whatever it is you aren't going out in this state.

"Uh-uh, I ain't going out like this," You pushed him out of the room, "now sir please kindly leave the room, I need to change." You sarcastically said in a sing-song voice.

"I could just stay there you know." Jaemin smirks at you, raising his eyebrows in an up and down motion.

You glared at him.

"Okay okay! But make it quick!"

"Whatever!" You slammed the door in his face, quickly making your way to your closet.

Exactly as what you thought, everything still hasn't changed except for the fact that you two are together now.

You pulled out an t-shirt in frustration. Leaning against the closet you thought of ways to tell Jaemin.

Cause you weren't staying silent anymore, you were done.

This overthinking has to end.

"What do you mean?" Jaemin asks you, his eyebrows shot towards the ceiling.

You can't believe him.

"What do you mean you don't know Jaemin? Are you that oblivious to not see how frustrated am I?," you rage at him, jaws clenching, " Or or—you're pretending to not know anything?" You can't help but raise your voice at him.

Not caring about the people who had their eyes on the both of you.

Jaemin slightly bows his head as a way to apologize to the other customers who were also inside the establishment, hoping that they would start to mind their own business before he talks to you.

He looks at you in frustration, he was clearly holding himself from erupting like an volcano. It wouldn't be good if he as well would throw his anger.

"Y/n look, we can talk about this just please—" he looks around the people close to your table, "not here."

You massaged your temples, calming yourself cause you might not be able to the next time around.

You sighed. "I'm so fed up with this Jaemin. I don't want to think about it this way hence the reason why I stayed silent but—I can't take it anymore." You respond to him.

Jaemin remained silent, as if he was asking you the other for more details.

"I-i just don't know what to do about this anymore, I know you're busy and all that but at least—at least make time for me, please make me feel that i'm now your girlfriend Jaemin." You closed as you feel tears form around them.

Jaemin's face softened, he was guilty that he didn't know you were feeling this way. "Y-yn...you are my girlfriend." He mumbles.

"Well yeah?" You raised your eyebrow at him, "I don't feel like it. I still feel like im the y/n who was your bestfriend, not y/n as your girlfriend." You confessed to him.

He was shock at the very least. Jaemin was completely clueless, he might've gotten himself a bit too engrossed with the fact that the exams were coming and—set aside your relationship.

"Y/n I swear, that's not what it is—"

"But it is Jaemin," you cut him off, "I want to be treated as your girlfriend. I want to go to amazing dates, be gifted with flowers you know?"

"I-i thought you didn't like those?" Jaemin questions.

Must be because you were uncomfortable during that first date. But you doesn't mean that you didn't like it!

"I do Jaemin! I just to experience that I'm now your girlfriend, because from the looks and feels of it—it isn't." you repeat.

The both of you stayed silent for a while, not having any more to say.

You decided, it must be good for the both of you to breath out some air before talking about this once again.

You stood up, ready to leave that damned Mcdonald's when Jaemin grabbed your wrist.

"Where are you going?"

You showed him the time. "2 hours is up, you're busy right?" You grinned sarcastically at him, your smile immediately fading as you packed your things.

Jaemin was flustered, he didn't know what else to say but he was sure that the both of you need to talk this out.

"We need to talk about this Y/n." His grip on your wrist, insisting that you should stay.

You pulled your wrist from him, grabbing your purse.

"We'll talk when you finally realize that I'm now your girlfriend, not your best friend who you can treat like shit." You remarked, immediately leaving the place with fast steps.

Leaving Jaemin dumbfounded in his seat.

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[deathonyourtongue]

Henry doing your nails 💅 hc?

So I went a different way with this, ‘cause…Jenna and Julien are a thing and I’ve had some booze. :P

Though you met at Comicon, share a love for video games, and have been living together for the last two years, Henry’s never once made a formal appearance on either your Youtube channel or Twitch stream. 

Your fans know you’re dating and have seen him a time or two in the background, often in little more than his boxer briefs (something his publicist nearly killed both of you for the first time it happened), but he generally makes it a point to not interfere with your career the same way you don’t get involved with his. 

So it’s a surprise to everyone, including yourself, when he decides to pop in unannounced during one of your many streams. You’re hamming it up as you get ready to do your own acrylic set, something you’ve become known for doing not only with accuracy, but speed while waiting for new games to load onto your PC. Today’s no different, as you ready your brush, powder, and lamp, singing along to Drake’s, God’s Plan as you set up. 

Just as your favorite part comes up, you feel a presence behind you, and can’t stop your ear-to-ear smile as Henry’s face comes into full view of the camera. 

“She said ‘Do you love me?’ I tell her ‘Only partly.’ I only love my bed and my momma, I’m sorry,” you both say, Henry hugging you from behind, a feat considering your high-back gaming chair. Lowering the volume, you turn and get an immediate kiss, your cheeks flushing bright pink as the sounds of messages and donations start coming a mile a minute. 

“Hey, love,” he tells you, grinning as he sets down your favorite drink, indicating the reason for his impromptu visit. 

“Aww, thanks, babe!” You coo, truly appreciative that he not only took the time to make it, but that he brought it to you during a lull in your gaming. 

Your face broadcasts your surprise as you watch Henry take his usual seat at his setup–one that’s always off-screen so that even if you’re streaming, he can still play and be near you without having to be on camera–before rolling his chair over to yours.

“What’s going on? Guys, my boyfriend is on the stream, finally!” You ask before addressing your audience, beyond thrilled that Henry’s come to join you, your eyes expressing nothing but joy as he pulls your legs on top of his, bringing the two of you as close as possible. 

“Figured I’d come hang out,” he replies innocently, his smile as big as yours, both of you knowing full well what this is doing to everyone watching you. With the majority of your audience being female, it’s no surprise when you look over at your comments to find a barrage of hearts, awws, and omgs, everyone as shocked and elated as you are.

“Guys, he came to hang out!” You can’t help the high pitch of your voice, or the cute pouty expression that comes across your face as you all but make googly eyes at your boyfriend. 

“So, since you’re here, I’m gonna put you to work,” you add a moment later, an impish grin crossing your face as you hand him your acrylic brush. 

Henry looks down at it, back up at you, then back down at the brush, his face showing the slight terror that he’s feeling. “No, I’ll mess them up. They’ll look terrible!” He laughs, shaking his head. 

“New challenge! Play the latest PUBG update with whatever nails this one gives me!” You proclaim, the barrage of messages coming even faster than before, and sealing Henry’s fate. 

“You brought this upon yourself, darling!” He says with mock sternness, Henry’s face making it clear he’s not only up for the challenge, but enjoying himself just as much as you are.

“Okay, so I’ll give you one instruction, and one instruction only. You have to dip the brush into the liquid, then into the powder before you put it on my nails.” You smirk, knowing full well your hands are going to look abysmal by the time he’s done.

“Oh god, it smells like death!” Henry scrunches up his nose as he takes his first whiff of the liquid you regularly use to apply your acrylics. Popping on the last of your new tips, you feel your laughter bubble up, forgetting that this is the first time he’s even been in the room while you’ve done your nails. 

“Beauty is pain…and death!” You say in a cartoonish voice, hearing some of your regulars laugh along with you in the stream. 

“Jesus!” Henry cracks up, soaking the brush in the solution and letting the excess drip back into the cup before dunking it into the powder. 

“No bead here,” you wheeze, adjusting your beanie and hoodie before giving him your hand, watching as he gloops on the acrylic. Covering your face with your free hand, you wheeze, beside yourself with how much he’s applied all at once. 

“Oh, this is an abomination,” Henry muses as he tries to fix his mistake, accidentally making it worse by putting a thick indent right across your nail.

“It’s art!” You giggle, looking at it only to laugh harder as he moves on to your next nail.

“I’m giving you talons, you realize,” He laughs, both of you having to stop to share in a gut-busting laugh as one of the nails somehow comes out square despite your tips being oval.

“Oh my god, this is gonna be a blood bath. For those of you that don’t know, Henry plays against me in PUBG nearly every time he’s home. He’s played on the stream…those of you who’ve heard the shit-talk on live know how competitive he gets. Well, no shit-talking will be required today, ‘cause he’s gonna beat my ass!” You cry out as he finishes the first hand and slides it under the lamp to harden. 

“Why do you girls do this? There’s better ways to torture yourself. Shakespearean sonnets, biting a fork, writing on a chalkboard…” The messages and donations come pouring in again, surprisingly from a lot of your male audience, all of them in agreement with Henry. 

By the time he’s done with both your hands, you’ve got nearly every shape imaginable and the patchiest paint job you’ve ever seen, but you couldn’t be happier. Showing it off to everyone on the stream, you take a few pictures for your instagram, and then look up at him with all the love in the world. 

“Thank you, baby!” You make kissy faces at him, and Henry doesn’t hesitate, leaning in and giving you a long, slow kiss that nearly makes you think twice about playing. The sound of a donation reminds you that you’re still technically ‘working’ so you let go reluctantly. 

“All right guys, who’s ready to watch me be annihilated on this update? He’s gonna beat me like a drum with these on, but you know what? It’s okay, ‘cause I’ll be the one doing the beating of drums later, if you know what I mean.” Wiggling your eyebrows at Henry, you can’t stop yourself from laughing as he gives you a genuinely shocked and amused face. 

Your audience approves, if the veritable torrent of messages and donations is anything to go by. 

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The Fullmetal Alchemist Live Action Movie Part 7: More Philosopher Stones than their PC Farm Can Possibly Render

So last we left off, a bunch of weird stuff was happening. Mustang just set Envy on fire, Lust and Gluttony kind of walked up from stage left, and Ed and Hawkeye just broke out of bougie jail and barged through a chain link fence on some Jeep. Good thing Mustang is here to explain it all to us:

(FYI I am so bad at spelling homunculus. I don’t even know which way is real anymore.)

What is incredible about this movie is just how much everyone else already knows, while Ed knows freaking nothing. Also, if you know about homunculi, then you know about sorcerer stones, and you’d know about...most of the things in Fullmetal Alchemist. Assuming that Mustang, who can look at a homunculus tattoo and be like “yep that’s a homunculus” doesn’t know anything else is kind of a big leap.

This actor had fun. I legitimately enjoy the actor who plays Mustang, I really do.

Anyway, we do get a little bit more explanation at this point by going back to the part where Hughes dies and just...showing it a second time but with this extra  reveal:

(see Hughes die yet again under the cut because this movie did it not just once but twice)

It’s at this point that Hughes turns to the phone and in his dying breath is like “It’s lab 5, go to the old POW camp, at lab 5” but not only did I think that the person on the line was the general (Because Hughes originally said it was the general) apparently now the person on the line is...Mustang? And that’s why Mustang knew about lab 5?

Like it’s...it’s just kind of confusing. I know this plot because I’ve seen the anime, but if you have not seen the anime beforehand or read the books, you’d be so freakin up a creek right now about why we saw this scene twice, and why it was completely different both times.

To make things even more confusing, that whole Tucker side plot is so random, that not even our baddies know what is going on with that whole Tucker side plot.

Anyway we have to give Gluttony and Envy have to do something in order to make their presence make sense. Honestly Gluttony just needs to have a single line in this movie.

Just everything is that same shiny neutral Phong. Look at all that Phong. Like other parts of this movie are passable, this was just so hilariously overlooked.

And like I dunno if this was a teeth harness or not but damn. Damn that looks stupid from the back, hahaha. He kind of lumbers slowly after these 9 dudes (same extras we’ve seen everywhere else, ps—this is still just the same guys) and it’s not all that scary because like...they can easily outrun him. The only way you can die to Gluttony is if you trip and then take a nap for a little bit.

Mustang gets hurt and it’s kind of funny how they shot it. It was actually rough to cap because they have to do so many tricks to not show us exactly what is happening, so they rely on sounds, on zooming in on people’s shocked expressions, because they Do Not Have The Budget to do more than this.

I don’t remember if this happened in the anime, too. Like from this point forward everything is kind of like “can you spot the source material?” because it’s just become so jumbled at this point.

Ed, who as you can imagine is a bundle of emotions by default, suddenly gets really protective of his mean Dad although like...we’ve barely made Mustang seem like a Father. Hell, we’ve barely made Ed seem like a kid. Why would he get weird and conflicted now?

Just the awkward teenage energy that only occasionally stems off of Ed is very unpredictable.

This is a full grown man.

Finally, we make it to Lab Number Five, the correct one this time. It’s got an alchemy circle…

It’s got a ceiling full of...zombie corpses, if you squint real good because I have to shrink all these images (Yes, they fit in the zombie corpses, but could not fit in the North or Father or Ling Yao or like anything Armstrong) It’s got everything that we need to put that nail into that Fullmetal Alchemist coffin, but ran out of time to fully explain or do.

It’s even got Al!

Yep, this is happening now, this part of the show. Ed is just having a WILD TIME trying to keep up with it and so are we.

So apparently Shou could just turn Al “off” this whole time. This explains why Al was just chilling under a blanket for 36 hours, but like...doesn’t really explain how Shou can do this or why he is bothering to do it right now.

But we need Shou because...well someone has to tell Ed what the plot is and what he should be doing at this very moment.

(Winry is here too)

So, with the threat of Winry getting shot in the head, Shou Tucker demands that Ed make it impossible to do any magic, because magic is very expensive and hard to animate. I could be wrong...but I’m pretty sure he also took off his right arm in the show at some point nearish to the end...I think? Forgive me, everything before 2020 is kind of a haze in my memory.

PS him ripping his hand off with all these sparks everywhere gave me serious Star Wars prequel vibes that I can’t explain. Something about the CGI, something about this contrived mess was like “Ah, I’ve felt this insanity before...long ago in a simpler time” and it was kind of nostalgic for me.

GOL LOOK AT THAT.

This Mickey Mouse glove just hot chilling on that sparking end. Hahaha I love it so much!

Shou just...delivers one of the most important reveals, sending Ed on a bit of a spirit journey because the stones he’s wanted for so long are actually very bad.

As you can imagine, because Ed likes to freak out, he has a big ass freak out, to top all freak outs. This actor spent like sooo much of his time just screaming at the ground. Which, I mean this is a shonen, so that checks out.

I’m just letting you know in case you decide to watch this movie and you have some epilepsy issues--skip this part. Just skip it. I don’t personally have it, but like...they went kind of extra in this part.

Now unlike the show, this movie has like...no apology for Dr Marcoh. Freakin stabbed him through the chest and was like “I don’t care if it means we can’t have the original FMA ending I freakin hate this guy” and you know...good on you, movie. Dr Marcoh was a really bad person. Thank you for not even attempting to justify this godawful man.

This crazy ass fanfiction movie.

Anyway, Shou directs Ed to look 10 feet up to get the rest of that juicy content. That Juicy FMA DLC that was within eye distance this entire time but youknow...cropped offscreen so it just didn’t exist.

Can’t believe this wasn’t the FIRST THING you’d notice when coming into this room, since Ed has been hardwired for red stones for like 10+ years. But youknow.

Anyways, we’re getting a ton of visual elements from FMA, just checking off that check list here in the last 1/3 of the movie. But wait, it gets weirder.

What I love about this is that Shou tells us all of this stuff because I guess Ed asked for Philosopher stones once, and even Shou is like...heyyy I figured it out! But like...hell would anyone even want to do this though?

Because that’s what happens when you have Shou freakin Tucker reveal the big master plan when he is not the big master. Like this explains nothing about Father, about Ed’s Dad, about the homunculi, about the corpses in the ceiling, like there’s just no explanation, other than just –“hey! Look at this atrocity I found just now!”

There is actually a horror element to that, where you don’t need to explain everything if you’re doing horror. If this were a horror movie, this would probably...be fine. You could have a fully explained movie by just saying “they turned POW camp people into rocks and now the zombies are here!” and that would be fine.

But it’s just...that isn’t this movie. I had so many expectations. And honestly...I expected way too much from 1.5 hours of content.

So Shou pulls a gun on Ed, which makes sense. Ed is lookin to make stones, and if stones are made out of people—then it’s time to kill Ed. First thing that make sense in this movie, but I don’t know if it makes sense coming from Shou freakin Tucker who made it seem like he just wanted to kill Ed because Ed got him arrested that one time.

It may have been just the translation on my end but like...Shou’s reason for pulling a gun out here was a little nonsense. But Shou himself is already a little nonsense anyway.

So we say goodbye, for the last time, being honest—he’s fully dead—he’s not coming back—to Shou Freakin Tucker. You were a mess Shou. I won’t miss you.

And if I forgot that this guy comes back, I fully apologize ahead of time, but I am 99% positive that I remembered that this guy never comes back.

(He might come back.)

And then Lust is like “Hakuro why did you do that? Like what are you even doing???”

And everyone else is like “Oh, the General. Of course. Why didn’t I uhhh….see that coming?”

Because they had to condense a whole bunch of corrupt Generals for this movie into one character, and so I guess Hakuro took it for the team?

Also these guys are here.

Just every single person standing in this room is pretty confused, as you can imagine. No one really expects to open up Volume 2 of FMA and it’s accidentally printed the last page of the entire series.

Anyway, that’s all for this 15 minutes (It was actually a little short 15 because there was ton of caps) I’m very tired because I did this workout routine with bro that was like 300 squats and I don’t know what day it is. I wrote “update blog” in my bullet journal (because it’s January, so I’m bullet journaling) so I’m just gonna do that because I want to use this green sparkly jelly pen and cross off all of today. Mm. Satisfying.

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Pokemon Black Nuzlocke - Part 4

Hello! Surprise everyone I got another Nuzlocke update. And for a quick minor spoiler. I tackled two Gyms down in the next part. Might surprise you but I got a feeling the last two Gyms may pose a challenge. But you can read more below!

Back into we go with a Vanillite encounter at the Cold Storage. Once again, I caught a female one and decided to name her BananSplit. Totally spelt it wrong but that shall be her name for now on. Then I went inside of the building to go deal with Team Plasma and level up my team. After that I went to the Gym, watched Ghetsis truly do “totally not villainous” things before busting down the door to challenge his Gym. After buying a bunch of Moomoo Milks because they are surprisingly affordable for the time being.

I managed to reach Clay with no casualties. But then came our battle and immediately after his Krokorok used Swagger, he got a critical hit Bulldozer which Captain thankfully survived. I switched into Queen to handle the incoming Palpitoad and heal Captain back up. Queen then easily took out Palpitoad, but then came Excadrill. Which I’ve heard can be an end runner if I wasn’t careful - or at least I thought so. My main goal was to use Leech Seed and have Queen slowly take it out. After all, she resists most of its moves besides Slash. And I can switch into Captain if her HP gets too low. But thankfully Leech Seed secured the victory after using a hefty Grass Knot.

Another Gym secured with no casualties! I am so happy for my team. Queen and Captain really helped pull their weight. It might be because I get over prepared at times. Maybe a bit too much with items, but I feel like it's fair to use items. I headed to Route 6 and had a battle with Bianca. Not sure if I was supposed to do this before the Gym Battle, as all my team was around level 30 and her team was level 28. But she was easy to deal with.

Route 6 arrived so far all I am getting are Vanillites, which I use dupes to ignore for another. I understand it is because I am playing in winter so most options don’t appear. But I ended up running into a Foongus. A male one, who I decided to cheekily name Voltorb for the encounter. Never really going to use it right now but it shall hang out in the box.

Clay opened the way to Chargestone Cave and I got the TM Bulldoze. And I remember why I like Clay so much. Just like with all the other Gym Leaders. Oh, also N sent ninjas - I mean Shadow Triad - so we could chat. Here comes when N reveals Cheren is ideals, Bianca is truth and the main protagonist is somewhere in between. And it's kind of scary after N apparently walks off and teleports away then Bianca and Professor Juniper appear to explain the floating blue gemstone mechanic. I really miss stuff like this. I get the Lucky Egg and manage to find my encounter for Chargestone Cave - a Klink. Never got one of them before, so I nicknamed it Geartown.

After defeating more of Team Plasma I finally fought against N. We beat him no problem. I arrived in Mistralton City. Skyla had her little speech which led me to Route 7. On the way, Odette evolved into a beautiful Swanna. And I got my encounter as a double - with a male Watchhog and a female Cubchoo. I decided to go with the Cubchoo because I have found memories of my Beartic on my first one. Plus, if memory serves - a Beartic can learn some potential HMs. I named the adorable Cubchoo Snowball and she’ll rest in the PC until I need her.

Arriving at Celestial tower, I climbed up to the top and on my way caught a male Litwick. Decided to name Gracey after Master Gracey - neat Haunted Mansion reference because why not. At the very least, if Ramona faints before I reach the end I can use him. Or if the Modest nature on Ramona becomes too big of a problem to ignore. Plus Ramona also has Hustle as an ability. Though speaking of Ramona, she evolved into a Darmanitan. I reached the top and rang the bell. I really miss stuff like this. But a quick check of the PC revealed how both my Fire-Types have their natures lowering their respective attack/special attack. Whelp. Guess I have to wait and hope Reshiram will have a decent nature.

But now, I’m about to do something risky. I’m going to take down Skyla’s Gym at the same time. I already have a decent pick of Pokemon already prepared for this. Which hopefully, she won’t be too much trouble. By the way, what are the odds of a Trandquill getting off three Detects in a row? Just curious. There were no problems and with my confidence boosted so high in the sky, I challenged Skyla to showcase the power and potential of my Nuzlocke team. And I’d like to say, Pebbles and Zigzagzop clearly brought Skyla down to ground level.

Two gyms down a single update? I might be getting a bit too cocky, considering how N nearly spooked me as I exited the Gym. He wanted to chat with Pebbles - and seriously N, call Pebbles by her nickname and not Boldore. She takes great offense after defeating Skyla. He left about spouting about the Light and Dark Stones.

I plan to end things on this high note for the time being! I am only slightly considered regarding the next two Gyms. Brycen is Ice-Type, but with Ramona I feel okay with challenging it. But the bonus of Ramona getting Sheer Force now, I’m fairly confident in her performance. Though I may train up Gracey a bit, since I don’t think having Zigzagzop would be totally okay. My Zebstrika might have Flame Charge, but I don’t think it would help out as much as another Fire Type. 

Though after that will come the final Gym Leader. Who I currently have is either an Ice or Dragon Type in my party. Meaning that Drayden could honestly kick my butt if I went with how I had now. *has flashbacks to his Gym Battle* His Haxorus is scary… I do, at the very least, have BananSplit and Snowball currently relaxing in my PC. I may have to plan to do some extensive level grinding to get up prepared for that challenge. If I don’t end up suffering any unsuspecting battles which end up taking out members of my team.

Maybe it is my experience with casually playing Pokemon and trying to keep a balanced team of Pokemon which has me pretty much not having any deaths so far. Though, I won’t be surprised if an upcoming battle decides to add a bunch into the death category. But for now, I played enough for the time being. Next time, I plan to at the very least challenge Brycen or hopefully get a considerable chunk of the way through to the eighth Gym. Not entirely sure if I’d be up to face Drayden - since I am playing Pokemon Black, which means no Iris fight. 

But overall for my team, I can’t help but feel extremely proud of them so far. I knew for the later Gyms, Queen would have to practically be benched since Grass does not fare well against Flying, Ice or Dragon Type Pokemon. But she still carries herself well otherside of Gym Battles. Pebbles was definitely a surprise pick who I thought I’d bench her right after Lenora’s Gym. But this girl’s been proving her weight with her massive defenses enough where I want to keep her around. (And I swear if Pebbles dies, I will actually cry. She may not be able to fully evolve but I’ve grown attached to my rock). Zigzagzop was meant to be dropped after Elesa’s Gym, but he’s actually been proving himself with this latest Gym to keep around. I feel like he has a strong friendship with Pebbles considering I got them back to back. (Even with the funny Jaiden Animation reference.) Captain has been… well, I don’t really like his final evolution but having the Water/Ground typing makes him a good enough tank and Water-Type Pokemon to have on the team. Even if Odette is on the team. He might end up being Boxed, but it may just depend how things go. And Odette has already been showcasing why I needed a Flying-Type Pokemon on my team. Even if she is x4 weak to Electric. Even after fully evolving, she’s already showcasing her worth. 

The only dilemma I have will have to be addressed soon. But I really hope even with losing Puppy and Fountain, I won’t have to say goodbye to anyone through a death. I expect to have to switch some out for the upcoming Gyms. Until next time though, which, I do plan to draw what my final team will end up being. And who knows? Maybe I’ll end up finishing the main story of Pokemon Black right on Christmas? Wouldn’t that be a treat? 

Smell ya later!

Team Recap:

Queen - Female Servine (Lvl 35)

Pebbles - Female Boldore (Lvl 36)

Zigzagzop - Male Zebstrika (Lvl 36)

Captain - Male Palpitoad (Lvl 35)

Ramona - Female Darmanitan (Lvl 35)

Odette - Female Swanna (Lvl 35)

In Box/Reserve:

Ghost Girl - Female Liepard (Lvl 20)

Cassandra - Female Sandile (Lvl 21)

Trashie - Female Trubbish (Lvl 22)

Lowen - Male Cottonee (Lvl 20)

Lady - Female Minccino (Lvl 23)

BananSplit - Female Vanillite (Lvl 21)

Voltorb - Male Foongus  (Lvl 23)

Geartown - Klink (Lvl 26)

Snowball - Female Cubchoo (Lv 30)

Gracey - Male Litwick (Lvl 26)

Deaths: 2

Fountain - Male Sampour (Lvl 15)

Puppy - Female Herdier (Lvl 25)

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Sophia Holmes and the Study in Pink

Chapter Four

After I score top marks in dad's observation quiz, we head over to Scotland Yard to hand in our statements to PC Jane Downing: the wife of the murder victim and the lead officer on his case.

It's approaching seven o'clock when we leave, and the heavy traffic still hanging on from rush hour is making our commute back to Baker Street is making us dangerously close to being late, but I hop out of the taxi just as Dr Watson limps down the street. Oblivious to us, he steps forwards and knocks on the door before dad calls to him from behind.

"Hello," dad says cheerily as he steps out and hands the cabbie our fare with a "thank you."

Watson turns around, holding out his hand as we approach. "Ah, Mr Holmes."

"Sherlock, please," he insists, wringing the doctor's hand.

Watson looks to me and offers his hand. "And Sophia, isn't it?"

I nod politely and shrug as I take it. "Or Sophie, I don't mind."

John nods and looks around. "Well, this is a prime spot. Must be expensive."

"Oh, Mrs Hudson, the landlady, she's giving me a special deal. Owes me a favour. A few years back, her husband got himself sentenced to death in Florida. I was able to help out."

I smile, remembering the old man. I can now place where I remember Mrs Hudson from. Mr Hudson was an abusive husband who ran a drug cartel and sexually exploited his wife and the other exotic dancers he had in his club.

"Sorry, you stopped her husband being executed?"

Dad smiles at John, who is, at the moment, looking fairly impressed.

"Oh no. I ensured it."

John gives dad a puzzled look as the door opens, and Mrs Hudson opens her arms for both of us with a broad smile.

"Sherlock, Sophia, hello." We step into her embrace briefly before dad steps back to present John to her.

"Mrs Hudson, Doctor John Watson."

"Hello,"

"How y'do?"

Mrs Hudson gestures us in, smiling happily. From her body language and the way she's treating him, it's clear she thinks Doctor Watson is dad's partner. "Come in."

"Thank you."

"Shall we?" Dad asks as John doesn't move forward.

"Yeah," Mrs Hudson mutters and holds the door open for us as we go through.

Dad pushes past and lopes upstairs, then pauses as he waits for us to catch up. Doctor Watson is hobbling up the stairs in front of me and there isn't enough room to push up on through, so I follow up slowly behind. As we finally reach the landing, dad swings the living room door open dramatically and walks in, Dr Watson and I following a few steps behind.

"Well, this could be very nice. Very nice indeed," Dr Watson says, looking around impressed.

"Yes. Yes, I think so. My thoughts precisely," dad looks happily around the flat, "So I went straight ahead and moved in."

"Soon as we get all this rubbish cleaned out ..." he finishes, simultaneously. I grimace and John looks around at me awkwardly. "Oh. So this is all ..."

"Well, obviously I can, um, straighten things up a bit," dad says, walking across the room and half-heartedly throws some of my school folders back into a box whilst I attempt to tidy up by piling up a stack of books. I don't know much about the Holmes family, but I don't think tidiness has ever been one of its strengths.

John looks around and notices Billy, the skull, sat on the mantelpiece and he lifts his walking stick to point at it. "That's a skull."

"Friend of mine. When I say 'friend' ..." His only friend, or at least, the closest I've ever known him to have.

Mrs Hudson finally makes an entrance, and I watch as she picks up the cup and saucer dad was drinking from yesterday. Scanning for a book in one of the boxes, I sit down to read, taking off my greatcoat and scarf and throwing it into the kitchen. I might pick it up later.

"What do you think, then, Doctor Watson?" Mrs Hudson asks as she continues to flit around the room. "There's another bedroom upstairs if you'll be needing two bedrooms."

Again, I find myself having to stifle a grimace.

"Of course we'll be needing two." Doctor Watson says, looking confused.

"Oh, don't worry; there's all sorts round here. Mrs Turner next door's got married ones," she says, sounding confident. As if dad would get involved in such trivial matters such as love, let alone marriage. Not now, anyway.

Doctor Watson looks to dad for him confirm they aren't involved in that sort of business, but he seems oblivious. Mrs Hudson walks across the room and into the kitchen, then turns back to frown at me and dad.

"Oh, Sherlock, Sophia. The mess you've made." I bite my lip and raise my eyebrows as she picks up my coat and scarf and hangs it up, then starts tidying up our science equipment.

As Doctor Watson walks over to the armchair closest to the kitchen and sits down opposite the chair dad favours, I look over my book and scan him over, seeing if I can dig up more facts about him. Lives alone (obvious), traumatic past (obvious), and unwealthy (again, obvious - why else would he be looking for a flatshare?)

He looks up to dad who is still tidying up. "I looked you both up on the internet last night," John says, out of the blue. Dad turns around and my head snaps up.

"Anything interesting?"

"Found your website, The Science of Deduction."

I chuckle, whilst dad smiles proudly. "What did you think?" John sends him a disbelieving look, and dad looks comically hurt. It's our website, to be fair, but I don't update it half as much as dad does. I only tend to use it to drop the odd observation that dad misses from the case summary, but that doesn't happen often.

"You said you could identify a software designer by his tie and an airline pilot by his left thumb," Doctor Watson recalls, and I laugh again. It's quite a simple deduction, and the airline pilot is primary school knowledge.

"Yes; and I can read your military career in your face and your leg, and your brother's drinking habits in your mobile phone."

"How?" Watson questions, but dad smiles and turns away. People who ask us that are rarely satisfied with the answers we give: it's usually better if we don't explain ourselves.

Mrs Hudson comes back through from the kitchen, holding a newspaper that she found on the table. "What about these suicides then, Sherlock? I thought that'd be right up your street. Three exactly the same."

Dad walks over to the window and looks out as a car rumbles to a stop outside. There's been a fourth - but something's different about this one.

"Four," dad states looking down at the police car, its blue lights flashing against the opposite wall. It seems Lestrade has decided to contact us at last, but he wouldn't have come so soon unless something was different. "There's been a fourth. And there's something different this time."

I stand, placing my book on the table as the door opens downstairs.

"A fourth?" Mrs Hudson gasps, confused.

Dad turns to face Lestrade who he watches trot up the stairs.

"Where?"

Lestrade looks to me before answering. "Brixton, Lauriston Gardens,"

A small gasp slips through my lips. That was where I was found after I ran away.

Dad ignores this. "What's new about this one? You wouldn't have come to get me if there wasn't something different."

"You know how they never leave notes?"

"Yeah."

"This one did. Will you come?"

"Who's on forensics?"

"It's Anderson," Lestrade answers, anticipating our reaction and I groan. It never ceases to amaze me how low Scotland Yard's standards must have been to employ Anderson. Then again, I wouldn't exactly describe the rest of the force as particularly bright.

"Anderson won't work with me."

"Well, he won't be your assistant," Lestrade answers, as if that makes it okay.

"I need an assistant." dad mutters.

"What about Sophie?" Lestrade asks, gesturing towards me. I make sure I look keen, but I know I'll come either way.

"No, she'll come as well, but I need someone with medical experience."

"Will you come?"

"Not in a police car. We'll be right behind."

"Thank you," Lestrade says sincerely, before casting a quick look at Doctor Watson and Mrs Hudson and hurrying back down the stairs.

Dad waits until Lestrade has closed the front door before he leaps into the air, his fists clenched in exuberance, and twirls on the spot. I watch him with a wide grin - sometimes he really can be a bigger kid than me.

"Brilliant!" dad cries. "Yes! Ah, four serial suicides, and now a note! Oh, it's Christmas!" I throw dad his coat and scarf before retrieving mine from the hook in the kitchen. "Mrs Hudson, we'll be late. Might need some food."

"I'm your landlady, dear, not your housekeeper." Mrs Hudson sighs.

Dad opens the cupboard drawer closest to the kettle and pulls out the ID card he swiped from Lestrade last week and I tap my pocket to make sure I have mine. I might need to pickpocket Donovon again sometime. "Something cold will do. John, have a cup of tea, make yourself at home. Don't wait up!"

"Bye!" I call, giving them a quick wave before I follow after dad. I get as far as the front door before it clicks. "Wait, Sherlock!" He glances back. "John Watson is an army doctor. His experience is exactly what we need."

His eyes widen, and he sprints back upstairs, almost knocking Mrs Hudson over in his haste to go up. I consider going after him but can't be bothered to exert the extra energy so instead, I lean against the wall, straining my eyes to listen to the conversation.

It doesn't take long; Watson appears at the top of the stairs just a few seconds later.

"Sorry, Mrs Hudson," he calls, coming down the stairs behind dad. "I'll skip the tea. Off out."

Mrs Hudson reappears at her door and glances at me before coming out, looking disappointed. "All of you?"

I make to move towards the door, but dad spins around on his heel and walks back towards her. "Impossible suicides? Four of them? There's no point sitting at home when there's finally something fun going on!" He takes her by the shoulders and kisses her on the cheek.

"Look at you, all happy," she says, smiling. "It's not decent."

"Who cares about decent? The game, Mrs Hudson, is on!" Dad pushes past me and races through the door and onto the street in time to hail an approaching cab. As it pulls up in front of us, I follow dad into the back and pull the rear-facing seat down, allowing Doctor Watson easy access to the seat beside dad.

Going on past experience, I know the journey to Brixton will take around three-quarters of an hour, depending on London traffic so I pull out my phone to keep me occupied. Dad copies me, pulling out his own before starting to update our website with the recent developments.

I become aware, ever-so-often, of Doctor Watson stealing nervous glances at me and dad. It must be strange for him: we only met this afternoon and he knows very little about us, but already he has moved in. Now he's joining two strangers on a long taxi ride to a location on the other side of London. He's braver than most, I'll give him that.

Eventually, dad gets the point and lowers his phone. "Okay, you've got questions."

"Yeah, where are we going?"

"Crime scene. Next?"

"Who are you? What do you do?"

Dad looks at him. "What do you think?"

"I'd say private detective ..." Doctor Watson begins but trails off.

"But?"

"... but the police don't go to private detectives. And they definitely don't let their daughters tag along."

"I'm a consulting detective," dad explains. "Only one in the world. I invented the job. Sophia is training up to be the second."

"What does that mean?"

"It means when the police are out of their depth, which is always, they consult me."

"The police don't consult amateurs."

I choke on my laugh, and dad sends him a hurt look. He's going to prove his point if it kills him.

"When I met you for the first time yesterday, I said, 'Afghanistan or Iraq?' You looked surprised."

"Yes, how did you know?"

"I didn't know, I saw." I look up, curiously. Time to check my deductions. "Your haircut, the way you hold yourself says military. But your conversation as you entered the room said trained at Bart's, so Army doctor – obvious. Your face is tanned but no tan above the wrists. You've been abroad, but not sunbathing. Your limp's really bad when you walk but you don't ask for a chair when you stand, like you've forgotten about it, so it's at least partly psychosomatic. That says the original circumstances of the injury were traumatic. Wounded in action, then. Wounded in action, suntan – Afghanistan or Iraq." All right so far.

"You said I had a therapist."

"You've got a psychosomatic limp – of course you've got a therapist. Then there's your brother."

This was where he lost me in Bart's yesterday: I assumed he got that information from Watson's phone which I didn't get to see.

Dad confirms my assumptions in his next breath. "Your phone. It's expensive, e-mail enabled, MP3 player, but you're looking for a flatshare – you wouldn't waste money on this. It's a gift, then." He holds his hand out expectantly for the phone and John gives it to him. "Scratches. Not one, many over time," he says, pointing to the screen. "It's been in the same pocket as keys and coins. The man sitting next to me wouldn't treat his one luxury item like this, so it's had a previous owner. Next bit's easy. You know it already."

"The engraving."

Dad flips the phone over to show me the words on the back.

'Harry Watson

From Clara

xxx'

A gift from a family member - a female, going by the nail marks underneath the protective cover. I can't be sure, though. While it's not impossible that 'Harry' is a nickname and they are in a homosexual relationship with this 'Clara', it is statistically more probable that they are heterosexual and that 'Harry' just has slightly longer nails than the average male. It's clear dad is convinced Harry is male, but even so, something is niggling at me telling me that's not the case. There's no way to tell for certain without a microscope

"Harry Watson: clearly a family member who's given you his old phone," dad continues as I hand the phone back. "Not your father, this is a young man's gadget. Could be a cousin, but you're a war hero who can't find a place to live. Unlikely you've got an extended family, certainly not one you're close to, so brother it is. Now, Clara. Who's Clara? Three kisses says it's a romantic attachment. The expense of the phone says wife, not girlfriend. She must have given it to him recently – this model's only six months old. Marriage in trouble then – six months on he's just given it away. If she'd left him, he would have kept it. People do – sentiment. But no, he wanted rid of it. He left her. He gave the phone to you: that says he wants you to stay in touch. You're looking for cheap accommodation, but you're not going to your brother for help: that says you've got problems with him. Maybe you liked his wife; maybe you don't like his drinking."

"How can you possibly know about the drinking?" Doctor Watson asks slowly looking confused and a little upset.

Dad smiles. I think I can see where he's coming from. "Shot in the dark. Good one, though. Power connection: tiny little scuff marks around the edge of it. Every night he goes to plug it in to charge but his hands are shaking. You never see those marks on a sober man's phone; never see a drunk's without them. There you go, you see – you were right."

"I was right?" John repeats, sceptically. "Right about what?"

"The police don't consult amateurs."

I hold my breath as silence fills the cab. This is the moment that will either make or break our relationship, the moment that so often turns sour.

"That ... was amazing."

I turn to the doctor in surprise. While there have been a few people who haven't punched dad in the face after he has deduced them, an expression of fascination is extremely rare. I wasn't quite sure what to expect from the army doctor, but that wasn't it.

Dad's seems so surprised that he's physically unable to answer for almost four seconds, his eyes blinking rapidly as he tries to compute what John has just said. "Do you think so?"

"Of course it was. It was extraordinary; it was quite extraordinary."

"That's not what people normally say," I say, quietly.

"What do people normally say?"

"'Piss off'!" Dad says, smiling at John for a moment before the doctor turns towards the window, smiling madly.

I watch him with puzzlement for a few seconds before nudging dad with my foot.

He looks up at me, confused. "What?" he mouths.

"You've got to stop doing that," I say in a low voice, glancing over at John whose back is still turned to us.

"Why?"

"Because it freaks people out!"

Dad rolls his eyes. "That doesn't matter. I need an audience for my genius: I'm a show-off - that's what we do!"

I shake my head in disbelief, but can't help but give him a small smile until the cab makes a turn and I realise where we are.

The taxi drops us at the opposite end of the road to the crime scene and turns, heading back the way it came. As I look around at the narrow street, the memories come flooding back. If I remember correctly, there is an old abandoned house a short walk down this road; around about where that police tape is...

"Did I get anything wrong?" dad asks Doctor Watson as he gets out.

"Harry and me don't get on, never have," Watson confirms. "Clara and Harry split up three months ago and they're getting a divorce; and Harry is a drinker."

Dad smiles to himself, obviously impressed with himself. "Spot on, then. I didn't expect to be right about everything."

"And Harry's short for Harriet." Dad and I stop in our tracks. A smile creeps onto my face at the realisation that I picked up on something dad didn't.

"Harry's your sister," dad realises.

Doctor Watson continues walking. "Look, what exactly am I supposed to be doing here?"

"Sister!" Dad says furiously through gritted teeth while I start walking forward again, catching up to John within seconds.

"No, seriously, what am I doing here?"

"We need you to check something out," I tell him as we approach the tape, being deliberately vague so as not to deter him.

"There's always something," dad mutters to himself from behind us and I roll my eyes. I'm really regretting not voicing my theory: just imagine the bragging rights I could have had if I did.

"Hello, freaks," Donovan greets us in the friendly manner that makes her so characteristically endearing.

"We're here to see Detective Inspector Lestrade," dad says as he catches up.

"Why?"

"We were invited."

"Why?" she repeats, purposely getting on dad's nerves.

"I think he wants us to take a look," dad retorts, sarcastically.

"Well, you know what I think, don't you?"

Dad lifts the tape for me to swing under, then follows. "Always, Sally." He inhales deeply and I take his lead, doing the same and picking up on a distinct scent. She's wearing a different deodorant to usual - one marketed towards men. It's a familiar brand. "I even know you didn't make it home last night."

"I don't ... " I smirk happily at her loss of words, so she looks over to Doctor Watson. "Er, who's this?"

"Colleague of mine, Doctor Watson," he turns to John, "Doctor Watson, Sergeant Sally Donovan. Old friend," dad says, his voice sprinkled with sarcasm.

"A colleague?" Donovan asks sceptically, "How do you get a colleague?!" She turns to Doctor Watson. "What, did he follow you home?"

"Would it be better if I just waited and ..."

Dad gives him a look and lifts the tape. "No."

As Watson ducks under the tape, Donovan lifts her radio to her mouth. "The Freaks are here. Bringing them in."

She leads us over to the crime scene and my stomach tightens as I realise it's the house I was found in after mother died. I feared it would be when Lestrade first mentioned Lauriston Gardens.

I decide to distract myself and bury my feelings once more - I can't let them get to me, especially when I'm on a case. Fortunately, a distraction steps out of the house as we reach the pavement.

As Anderson approaches in one of the awful coveralls, I inhale through my nose again to confirm my theory and smile as I identify the same scent on him as was on Donovan.

"Ah, Anderson," dad sighs. "Here we are again."

Anderson looks at us with distaste and reluctance. "It's a crime scene. I don't want it contaminated. Are we clear on that?"

Dad nods and I hear him inhale. "Quite clear. And is your wife away for long?"

"Oh, don't pretend you worked that out," Anderson scoffs. "Somebody told you that."

"Your deodorant told me that."

"My deodorant?"

"It's for men," dad says sarcastically.

"Well, of course it's for men! I'm wearing it!" Anderson retorts and I roll my eyes. It worries me that the lead officer on forensics is oblivious to such obvious observations.

"So's Sergeant Donovan," dad answers, and Anderson pales.

Dad sniffs again. "Ooh, and I think it just vaporised. May I go in?"

Anderson points at us, fury etched upon his face. How cute. "Now look: whatever you're trying to imply ..."

"I'm not implying anything," dad says as we walk past, heading for the front door. "I'm sure Sally came round for a nice little chat, and just happened to stay over." He turns back and scans Donovan over, so I do the same. "And I assume she scrubbed your floors, going by the state of her knees."

They look back at dad in horror, earning them a smug smile as we turn and head inside.