#this is kinda like a nothing burger but I did warn you guys

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Talking about Mr. House's setup because I am unwell

(I guess this could apply to yesman too) PS. I know nothing about robots/machines :)

First things first, this guy has STAIRS leading up to his screen. This guy really is just above everyone even while meeting him

Really shows how isolated/disconnected he is from people

He seems completely untouchable as there doesn't seem to be alot of space after the steps, and even if you do get that close, it would feel awkward

Also 10 monitors/screens... this guy is really watching alot of things huh (but tbf some of them are blank)

Also seems to be 2 servers at each side, kinda symmetrical but like with the securitrons, some of the details are asymmetrical. (I'm guessing they are servers, I could be completely wrong)

How many buttons and dials does this guy have oh my god...

I'm guessing this setup was made before he basically became a machine?? Because those keyboards, buttons and monitors had to be for someone...

The bottom three monitors seem to be monitoring the Strip as well (like the main three next to Mr. House's main screen) although I suspect the right one has something to do with coding? Since there's some buttons under it (Maybe all of them can switch screens/can code)

But genuinely did anyone notice he had a keyboard??? Hello???? Not one, but I'm pretty sure there are SEVERAL

Also. Just a theory.

But what if those were doors... and it led to his system/main server... and it had wires...

Like... sorta like this... but inside that drawer... yk?

I dunno, I just yearn for the wires 😔

[marvelfanfn2187a113]

Look Alike

Sam and Dean Winchester & little sister!reader

Requested by Anonymous (x3)

Warnings: eating disorder, mentions of depression, attempted murder, I didn’t copy the episode exactly so probably some mistakes

Synopsis: an angel is going around killing anyone who is suffering—but what happens when it goes after you?

A/N: this one is kinda heavy guys, so if this is a topic that will trigger you PLEASE do not read it. And please remember—I think you’re beautiful, and always remember to eat something, even if it’s just a snack, even if it’s not “good for you”; eating something just because you like how it tastes is better than not eating anything at all. Love you guys!

Your fingers fumbled as they retrieved your picture of Mary Winchester, tattered and faded at the edges. You looked from the picture to your own reflection, your heart plummeting.

Your mother had this…this look about her; she was slender and beautiful, but also strong. Strong enough to be a hunter.

You looked at your own reflection again before ducking your head, tucking Mary’s photo back into your wallet.

“Hey kid.” Dean’s voice in your doorway startled you, and you whipped your head around. “Lunch is ready, let’s go…what are you doing in here?”

“Oh, no-nothing,” you muttered, your hands fidgeting. “I’m not that hungry right now, maybe I’ll get something later.”

“Did you eat breakfast?” Dean asked, his eyes narrowing.

“Um—actually, maybe I will eat now.” you sidestepped his question and his body as you headed for the kitchen. Dean dropped the subject, and you breathed a sigh of relief. You were going to have to be more careful about your eating habits—or lack thereof.

Of course Dean had made burgers again. You looked to Sam, hoping he’d made something else, but he was happily chowing down on a huge hamburger—apparently he didn’t mind them if they didn’t come from greasy diners.

You forced yourself not to huff; it was impossible to pretend to eat a burger, so you’d really have to eat this time.

“Here.” Dean pushed a plate at you, and you took it without protest.

You managed to choke down about two bites before Dean got a phone call. He spoke for a few minutes before hanging up and addressing his younger siblings.

“Cas has a case. I’m gonna go check it out.”

“A case?” You put down your burger. “I’ll go pack.”

“I can take this one alone,” Dean assured you.

“Don’t be stupid, I’m coming.” You started for the door, hoping he wouldn’t argue.

“You’re not gonna finish your food?” Sam asked.

“I had enough,” you assured him, and ran off before he could argue.

…

“So…he exploded.” Dean was staring around at the pink living room, a grimace on his face.

“Yeah. So completely that there’s not a bit of him left that’s bigger than a grain of sand,” a nearby officer said. Once the officer stepped away, Dean spoke to you. “I’m gonna go talk to Cas, see what he can tell me. You should stay at the motel, read up on some things.”

“Ok.” You shrugged. “Call me if you find anything out.”

“Deal.”

…

“Ephraim.”

“Gazuntite.”

“No, Dean. Ephraim was—is—an angel, his job on the battlefield was to end the suffering of dying angels.”

“End the suffering…let me guess, by blowing them up?” Dean said.

“Unfortunately, yes. It seems that he’s continuing his mission on earth.”

“Yeah, but these people aren’t dying, they just had a bad day.”

“Apparently Ephraim can’t tell the difference between emotional suffering and…”

“And dying?” Dean scoffed. “Cas, this is crazy. Everybody has bad days, this guy is gonna end up wiping out the world.”

“It’s more than just bad days,” Castiel argued. “These people were in serious emotional turmoil. But you’re right—you need to find him.”

“You’re not gonna help?” Dean challenged.

“Dean, I’m just human. There’s nothing I can do.”

…

You stared at the takeout container that Dean had got you before dropping you off. You couldn’t refuse, you knew he would start to notice if you refused too many meals, but you still didn’t want it.

Your stomach growled, and you cringed. Maybe part of you wanted it.

You pushed the container away, opting instead to don workout clothes—the motel had a gym. You’d never be able to be a hunter like Mary, you’d never be able to keep up with your brothers, if you didn’t workout more.

After an hour on the treadmill, you decided it was time to get back to work. You didn’t want to leave Dean in the lurch when it came to research, even if he hadn’t told you any more information. He got this way when he took you on hunts—determined to do it all alone, not clueing you in on anything.

It’s because you don’t look like a hunter yet.

You swallowed hard. You may not look like a hunter yet, but you would soon enough. You just had to skip a few more meals, go a few more days, and then—just maybe—you could be a good hunter. You would look like Mary did, strong and in shape, and your brothers would trust you more.

You slipped back into your room, going straight for your bag to get your picture of Mary. You held it up for the millionth time, looking from it to the mirror. Your heart sank—you weren’t Mary; maybe you never would be.

Your stomach growled again, and you huffed.

“No,” you told yourself. Your eyes flickered over to the takeout container. You snatched it off the table and threw it into the trash. “No!”

You couldn’t give up now—who cared if you were hungry? Sam and Dean gave up a lifetime of sleep to keep hunting, you could skip some meals to do the same. You had to.

You hadn’t even noticed that you were crying until a few tears dropped onto Mary’s smiling face in your hands.

“Mom,” you whimpered. “Why can’t I just be like you?”

“I can help you.” The voice behind you startled you, and you dropped Mary’s photo, whirling around and reaching for the gun at your waist and.

“Who are you?” You demanded, raising the weapon.

“That won’t do anything to me,” the man insisted. “And you don’t need it. I’m here to help you. You’re suffering, and I’m here to end it.”

“End it?” You took a step back. “You’re the guy we’re after. You’re the one who killed that man, and that teenager.”

“I ended their suffering,” the man continued, stepping towards you. “And I can end yours.”

“It’s not like that!” The gun was shaking in your hands. You didn’t bother to shoot, knowing it wouldn’t help. “I’m not dying!”

“You are,” he argued. “I can heal your hunger, but I cannot make you eat. But the end I will give you will be painless.”

“What are you?” You demanded, taking another step back. Your back hit the sharp edge of a splintered desk, halting your movements.

“I am an angel. My mission is to end suffering. Let me end yours.”

“An angel, huh.” You put your gun down on the desk as if in defeat. While Ephraim kept his attention on your face, you moved your hand down to the splintered edge of the table and slid it across, drawing blood. Dropping your hand out of sight behind the desk, you began to draw an angel banishing sigil.

Ephraim moved before you could blink, grabbing your wrist and twisting it away from the desk.

“Don’t fight it,” he said. “I can help you.” His free hand was suddenly above you, lowering towards your forehead like death’s scythe.

“Hey!” The grip on you was released at the sound of Dean’s voice in the doorway. “Leave her alone!” Dean had his angel blade out and pointed at Ephraim. “You don’t get to just kill people because they’re hurting.”

“That’s exactly what I was made for,” Ephraim argued. “You didn’t even know she was suffering, but I do! And I can fix it!”

“That’s now how you fix it!” Dean thundered. He lunged forward, stabbing at Ephraim with the blade, but the angel side stepped him and flung him into the wall with a single flick of his wrist. The angel blade clattered to the ground, and you once again found yourself face-to-face with the murderous angel.

“Please,” you pleaded. “Look, I know you think you’re doing good. But humans—they hurt sometimes. But we can do better—I can do better—we’re all just doing the best we can.”

“If this is the best that you can do.” Ephraim shook his head. “Then this is what you need.” He stretched out his hand, and your breath caught in your throat.

You jumped back in surprise when Ephraim’s eyes glowed brightly, his jaw hanging open before he slumped to the ground. Dean stood behind him, a bloody angel blade gripped in his hand.

“That’s not what she needs,” he growled almost to himself. Then his eyes were on you. “Are you ok?”

You nodded shakily, taking a deep breath.

“Ok.” Dean dropped the angel blade. “Now what was that about? Why did he think—“

“I-I don’t know.” You couldn’t meet Dean’s eyes.

“Well what—“ Dean’s voice caught, and you looked up to see him staring at the corner of the room. You followed his gaze, and your stomach dropped. He was staring at the tiny garbage can in the corner, the open and full takeout container fully visible.

“Kid.” Dean swallowed. “When was the last time you ate? And no, that one bite of your burger didn’t count.” Dean’s eyes were on you now, and he petrified you to the spot with his gaze. “I mean when was the last time you really ate?”

“I—um…” your lip quivered and your hands began to fidget. “I’m sorry, Dean.”

“Ok, hey.” Dean pulled you into his arms when you started to cry. “I’ve got you kid.” He pulled away, brushing your tears. “Why are you doing this kid?”

“I’m sorry,” you whimpered, wiping at your face. “Dean—“ your voice caught and you choked on a sob.

“Ok, ok,” Dean soothed. “It’s ok, let’s…let’s go back home, ok? We can talk about it later. Go and wait in the car, I’ll bring the stuff.”

You went to the car without argument, and after you left Dean called Sam.

“Hey,” Dean huffed while he gathered the guns and clothes and tossed them in his bag. “Do you remember the last time you saw Y/N eat? Like, like a full meal.”

“Um…” Sam’s voice came out surprised and hesitant. “No.” Realization hit him. “No, I don’t. Dean, what’s going on?”

“I don’t think she’s eating. Ephraim…Ephraim tried to kill her.”

“I thought you said he only killed people who were…” Sam swallowed. “Who were really broken up, right?”

“Yeah.” Dean stopped packing long enough to clench and unclench his fist. “Yeah. She’s suffering, Sam, and we didn’t even know it. She stopped eating and we didn’t see.”

“Dean…” Dean heard Sam’s deep breath through the phone. “I’m…I’m gonna do some research while you get here. Try and talk to her on the ride home, ok? Maybe…we’ve gotta help her, Dean.”

“I know. We’ll be back in a couple hours.” Dean hung up, taking a deep breath. “Ok,” he said to himself, zipping up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. He stopped in his tracks when he saw a picture in the middle of the floor. He stooped to pick it up—it was Mary, when she wasn’t much older than you. Dean tucked it into his back pocket. “Ok.”

…

“Hey kid,” Dean greeted as he tossed his bag in the back. Your knees were pulled up to your chest, and you didn’t acknowledge him.

Dean let silence reign as he started up the Impala and headed down the road—he couldn’t force you to talk.

“I just wanted to look like her,” you said suddenly, your head resting against your knees.

Dean turned his head to look at you. “What?”

“Mom. I don’t look like her. She was such a good hunter, and I just wanted to be like that.”

“Kiddo—“ Dean’s voice caught. “Kid, you don’t have to look like her to be a good hunter.”

“But I can’t keep up with you.” You sniffled. “I thought if I looked like her…I could keep up with you.”

“When we were your age, we couldn’t have kept up with us,” Dean argued. “Besides, this isn’t…you don’t become a better hunter by starving yourself, kid.”

Dean watched out of the corner of his eye as your fingers clenched on your jeans, bunching up the fabric before you let it go. When you spoke, your voice was barely above a whisper.

“I don’t know how to stop.”

Dean forced himself to breathe through the pain, taking a moment before offering you a strong smile.

“That’s what we’re here for, kid. Me and Sammy are gonna help you.”

…

“Hey.” Sam’s hug when you stepped into the bunker was surprising and long. You heard Dean’s huff from behind you, but Sam ignored him.

“Hi.” Your greeting was muffled against Sam’s jacket, and he finally pulled away.

“Ok, so um, I’ve been doing some research, so I’ll show you what I got.” Sam reached behind him, picking up printouts from the internet. “I have a list of foods that are supposed to help, and um, I also made up a schedule—that’s supposed to make it easier—and if there’s any specific food you want me to pick up when I go out you can tell me. Or hey, you can just come with me and pick stuff out and—“

“Hey, dude,” Dean cut in with another huff. “I told you not to freak her out about this.”

“I’m not freaking her out!” Sam’s eyes went back to you. “Wait, am I freaking you out?”

“Um…” you picked at your hands. “It…it’s a lot…”

“We’ll start out small,” Dean insisted. “You want some toast?”

“Bread is good,” Sam piped up, holding up one of the research pages.

“Toast sounds good.” Your lips twitched up even as your eyes filled with tears.

“Hey, ok.” Dean’s arms were around you suddenly. “You got this, ok? We’re right here to help you.”

“Ok,” you sniffled.

Dean pulled away. “Ok. Now let’s get you something to eat, and then Sam can freak you out about everything he read.”

Sam opened his mouth, then closed it.

“I think I can do that,” you sniffled.

“I know you can.” Dean grinned. “Oh, hey—“ Dean reached into his back pocket and pulled out your picture of Mary. “This is yours.” You took it with a shaky hand, and when you looked back up Dean was bending down to stare into your eyes. “Hey. You’re just as pretty as mom. And she…she would want you to take care of yourself, ok? And so would dad. And so do we. Kapeesh?”

You threw your arms around Dean.

“Kapeesh,” you told him.

“Ok.” Dean pulled away, reaching up and brushing a stray tear off your face. “Now let’s go get that toast.”

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[38riku]

𝐁𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐓.𝟐 ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🎂 ꒱ ˎˊ˗

includes ace and deuce (i was gonna add more but i hate it when i have a lot of drafts) this is part two. you can read part one here

warnings // none.

𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐀

Hey, Prefect, guess what day it is. I'll have you know it isn't an unbirthday—it's MY birthday! Which means I'm the star of the day. Wonder what kinda fun things are in store.

to his surprise the two of you had a similar idea of fun. in hindsight it isn't that much of a shock. you guys are together 24/7! as a group, not one on one like now.

there's really nothing different about it.

sure, it's nice having your undivided attention without a pesky feline hogging it. plus he can actually hear your laugh when he jokes. was it always like that? a funky yet endearing sound? probably.

he's starting to notice things that he should've a long time ago and it makes him feel weird.

you're thoughtful, to the point it makes him wanna gag.

"this place better be good. it's my birthday after all so i'm head honcho!" he exclaimed, taking a seat on the opposite side of the booth you shared.

"cater recommended it. i asked him what place in town had the best burgers and viola." you were too busy looking over the menu to see his face, and thank the seven you were, otherwise, you would've notice him gaping like a fish.

"oh! and they serve cherry pie! you think it's as good as — what's wrong with your face?"

jaw on the floor.

he was positive he only mentioned his favorite foods once or twice, yet, you remembered it.

and for a second time, he brushed off the odd feeling bubbling in his chest.

the last time was hard to ignore. you sprung a gift on him last minute before entering campus. it was, ironically, a deck of cards.

"learn a new trick other than a basic sleight." you joked, nudging him slightly. "oh! and don't let riddle see these. all the aces are an ace of hearts." winking, you bid him one more 'happy birthday' before leaving.

they were just a deck of trick cards. it wasn't anything special.

so why was his heart racing?

𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐃𝐄

Do you have plans later? Actually, no, I should get straight to the point. We're celebrating my birthday at Heartslabyul today. Would you come to the party?

he did it! he asked you, personally.

it may not seem like a big deal but riddle threatened to off his head if he didn't stop pacing. apparently it's against the rules to have inner turmoil on your birthday.

ace asked him why he was nervous. 'it's the prefect, we hang out all the time!' and yes, why that might be true, deuce had never invited done something like that.

delinquents don't have many friends. let alone birthday parties.

"happy birthday deuce-y!" the nickname ricocheted off the walls as you successfully stole the spotlight. "sorry i'm late but riddle said i had to be properly dressed or whatever."

your rant went in one ear and out the other.

he's never seen you dressed up and wow, you cleaned up nicely.

was it shock? freezing up, cheeks flush, trouble speaking, sweaty palms — his symptoms all align with shock. that has to be it.

"thanks for still showing up." he spoke after regaining basic functions. it didn't last long because you hugged him. arms around torso, face to face, lasting more than three seconds hug.

friends hug all the time. he's shared a similar embrace with ace, albeit riddle forced them to, but this is was not like that.

"course I showed up! fancy clothes wasn't gonna stop me from celebrating one of my best friends." your smile reach ear to ear and he struggled to remember if it was always that bright and pretty.

"we both know you're more tenacious than that."

deuce now understands why he was nervous.

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[smellslikechahnspirit]

[Book]

Are we good for each other?

1. Strawberry Milk

Bang Chan x F. Reader

Synopsis: Written according to y/n trophy. A story about how you two met. Both having a difficult life, finding peace in each other. Not without lots of drama. Just read it, it's great.

Genre: Enemies to lovers, soft, some smut, drama

Warnings: Under eating, depression, toxic ex (Let me know if I missed something)

Word count: 1241

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[5:28 PM]

Another day, the same job, the same annoying people, everything the same. Lately life wasn’t that great for you. After all these months nothing has changed yet. When you dropped out of college to live with you boyfriend, now ex, you imagined your life way different. Living with him at his place, joining a real career. This waiter job was supposed to be temporary. But then after you two broke up, and had no place to stay, you kind of had no other choice but to keep the job. You needed the money. You were broke. So broke, you even sometimes skipped proper meals. You did eat, but was it good food? Healthy food? No, most of the time just cheap stuff, like a burger at a fast-food restaurant, or something of that sort. You were trying to save money, but that wasn’t an easy task and especially not because your job also paid pretty poorly. But hey, what else could you do? Give up? No, you were determent to show your ex, and the rest of the world that you’re strong enough to overcome this hardship.

‘’Fuck, it’s only 5:30…”, you said softly. Your shift lasted till 8 pm. ‘’Language!”, your boss said looking angry at you, who happened to walk by right as you said that. You needed this job, but you and your boss haven’t been on the same page lately. You keep ‘messing up’ stuff, and it’s always an excuse for her to call you out on it, even if it’s as small as forgetting sugar in a coffee. You were trying your best. It was just never enough for her. ‘’Sorry...”, you replied.

You couldn’t wait to be done today, so you could hop back online on your PC. You were a streamer on the side, not a paid one, just for fun. You never showed your face or anything, you were just hella good at playing games, and people seemed to enjoy watching you play. You were quite famous on there actually. Gamers all over the world have heard at least something about you, since you broke a world record of goals per minute in a soccer game. You played any type of game really. But your favourite at the moment had to be this shooter game you had been playing a lot.

You actually met a guy on there a few weeks back. You didn’t know his name; all you knew was his gamer tag and his voice. You two had been playing this game together almost every day. Unless he was busy. During the day he mostly was, due to his job. You didn’t wanna be a creep and ask him too much about his personal life though, so you always waited till he replied and told you he was gonna go online. Only sometimes you had to cancel, since your PC was lagging most of the time if you played with him. Your PC was kinda cheap, but you couldn’t afford to buy a better one, for obvious reasons.

‘’Table 8 needs your attention right now, go!”, your boss whisper-yelled at you. You fake smiled at her and walked over to the table. ‘’Hello sir, what can I get you?”, you asked the guy who was wearing all black and had his hoodie hood covering most of his face typing excessively on his laptop. ‘’Uh, yeah just….uhm, just an iced strawberry milk, please.”, the man said, not even looking at you once. Even though you couldn’t see his face fully you knew who he was. He was pretty famous. You just didn’t care and treated him normally. He seemed very annoyed and stressed for some reason. Probably work, you thought. ‘’Anything else?”, you asked. “No, thanks, just one strawberry milk to-go. Please hurry I’m gonna be late for my appointment.”, he said while putting his hand over his forehead, like he had a headache. “Yes, sir.”, you said as you went to go get his drink.

You hated customers like him. Looking like they’re more important than the rest of us. He was handsome though. Very nice lips too. Maybe he really was stressed and you wanted to help him out by getting his order as fast as possible, so that maybe he’d feel a bit more at ease. He was still a customer after all.

You went to the counter and prepared his order. While you were busy mixing the syrup into the milk, another customer went over to you and complained about the fact that his coffee was served cold. Your boss started yelling at you and made quite a scene already, but since you were busy with the strawberry milk order, you didn’t want to engage much so you just apologised and continued.

You were done and started walking over to the customer to serve him his iced strawberry milk order, while your boss followed. That stressed you out and made you lose focus and tripped over the handsome guys’ bag, spilling the milk all over his clothes, almost his laptop. He jumped up and started yelling at you too. For obvious reasons your boss also started yelling and well basically everyone was looking at you and yelling.

You realised you really messed up too much now and the following statement from your boss wasn’t that big of a surprise. “You’re fired, Y/n!’’, she yelled and pointed to the door, for you to leave immediately. You teared up. You were not only a disappointment for everyone here but also for yourself. You hated yourself even more than you already did. You threw your apron off and started walking towards the door.

While on your way out you looked at the handsome guy once more and mouthed the words ‘I’m so sorry’. He was obviously still annoyed, but a part of him felt bad for you too. He was looking at your face and saw the tears clearly now. He felt bad. Then he also realised he was 100% gonna be late for his work now due to that fact that he’d have to go home and change his clothes, on top of the fact he was already late. So, when that thought hit him, he looked back at the mess and yelled at your boss for napkins. You closed your eyes for a second to escape the situation for a second, then walked through the door and went home.

[5:54 PM]

When you got home you threw yourself on your, what was left of a decent, couch. For the first time in a while you felt completely hopeless. Normally you’d find a bit of willpower left in you and always got back up from hardships, since you knew you had to stay strong, to fight. But now, after today...everything was too much. You couldn’t even keep a simple small job. Were you really that useless?

Something in you knew you’re a wonderful person and that you had much potential, but how would you ever be able to get out of this shithole, if you couldn’t even make a little bit of money. You had no money, no friends, no nothing. Not even family, since they all shut you out after you left your country back then. You decided to open a can of pineapple you still had, ate it and eventually you fell asleep. A part of you didn’t care if you’d wake up or not.

Part 2

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[accidentally-in-fictional-love]

Happy Birthday David Dastmalchian 🎂🎉🎁🎈

To celebrate, I'm stealing borrowing from my friend's @polkadotjohnson amazing idea of making a Top 10 Loved/Hottest roles of his, with an honourable mention for both~ Here's 30 of my most adored characters of his with little snippets for each, it's a looooong read, and if anyone else wants to make their own, here's a tierlist I made for this exact purpose 💗💗💗

10.

💘 Love of my Life - Dr Fearless

My cringefail boyfriend, I love every single headcanon I hear about him. He was so damn cute even before I fell in love, and now every time I see him I start giggling and kicking my feet lol 😚 I adore how much fun DD has with him, and honestly I’m gunna dress as a vampire for Halloween this year /)w(\ been like 20+ years but I really really wanna do it!

🔥 Hottest Role - Whistling Marauder (Bird Box)

Mother of mercy. We rewatched the whole movie just for him, so naturally he shows up near the end and then died ;w; but that outfit, holy hell. Oh my god. I’m such a sucker for bad boys and this guy is going around forcing people to stare at this eldrich being that’ll destroy you or drive you mad. And he looks goddamn great while doing it. Gunna attach myself to the chain on his jeans. Okay I’m normal again, what a way to start off the list lmao

❣️ Honourable Mention - Luke (Singled Out)

Douchebag. Shitty brother who’s also great if only to save his own ass. Thief. Pure idiot. Irresistible. I knew the moment I saw the clips on youtube that he would so be my type, and seeing the full pilot only proved that. Dude picked a burger over getting his sister, he would treat me so wrong half the time, but then he’d make me waffles and it’d be all better 😊

9.

💘 Love of my Life - The Writer (Making Love)

This one breaks my heart so much. I’ve been in a relationship like this before, and I really want to save him from his. He’s beautiful, he’s talented, his outfit is hot as hell with all the rings and bracelets and necklaces, not to mention the undone shirt buttons, he’s got the emo bangs, he is the complete package for me. The only reason he isn’t higher is because I fell for many others first. I almost never watched this one because my brain was going haywire trying to imagine what kinda scenes I’d find in something with a title like that, and sure enough my face was so red the entire time since I watched with headphones and it starts with him whispering right in my ear, like him asking, ‘Do you love me?’ nearly made me cry, I love him so much. If I could bring specifically him to life I would love the hell outta him until he stopped needing such a painful, self-destructive fake love with the Woman QwQ

❣️ Honourable Mention - Nick (Love is an Elevator)

This one is just a silly little guy /)w(\ right from the start he’s so adorable, I would melt if anything even close to his interaction happened to me, and him just swooning and saying she was beautiful before bailing in tears is so me-coded TwT I would love to go out on a date with him!

🔥 Hottest Role - Abra Kadabra (The Flash)

Abra was so tricky to place because I love him, but as soon as I remembered his buckle outfit from his second episode I knew he had to go under Hot. Like, again, I’m so weak. I love his attitude, I love how he just wants that applause for his showmanship, his ‘powers’ are cool as hell, and DD has the wand in his home now and I think that’s so damn cool 😊 The reveal with him wanting to bring back his alternate timeline family was so sweet I almost cried, and he definitely didn’t deserve to be killed out so instantly right after his redemption. Not even a fan/watcher of the show, but in my head I’m having Flash warn him about it since he’s from the future, so he’s fine now 😌

8.

💘 Love of my Life - James Lewis (Teacher)

James was also incredibly difficult to place because I love him so much ;w; The entire movie I was rooting for him, guy did nothing wrong in the face of what was going on around him, and granted he did take things too far, but… villains are hot 😳 so I won through that entire movie. And he lived! And kept getting to teach! I remember I pointed at the screen when he was putting books away cause that’s my job lol I felt truly close to him in that short moment 😂 Anyway, Arabella didn’t deserve him, like she wasn't into it from the moment they met, every single time he talked she would do this 😬 guy was going through hell and was very clearly in a bad place all around, I can’t fault him for drunkenly saying the wrong thing if it were me, even if it did really hurt me. Gunna give him a new wedding ring to put on when he gets outta prison.

❣️ Honourable Mention - Hector (Premature)

He’s so cute!!! I may be weak for villains, but I adore his sweeter roles as well, I’m so glad I got to see him. If I moved to a new city and he was my neighbour I’d know I’d be okay, because honestly he needs to be my roommate like yesterday. A chef who’s afraid to cook because of OCD, I’m sure he’d be able to help me with my own cooking from a safe distance, and I already have some practice as my sibling has OCD and is very strict about how her food is handled, so I’ll have come full circle. I just need to make him more okay with cuddles first…

🔥 Hottest Role - Denham (A Killer of Men)

Denham was another one that was hard to place, because that axe twirls makes me insane, but with what little screentime he gets it all evens out. Another great villain, he’s just senseless violence in a bloody wedding dress and he works it. Love the look, love the vibe, if the world ended and the whole gang was coming at me I’d be honoured if he was the one who got me (I swear I’m not that deranged lmao just thirsty)

7.

💘 Love of my Life - Simon Lynch (Almost Human)

Even now I feel like Simon should be higher, especially since I’ve written my fic about him as well as my deep dive. I’ve said it before but my heart really went out to him, the deep dive says way more than I can fit it here, which probably means he should be higher lol so give that (and maybe the fic too 👉👈😌) a read if you haven’t already, all my love for him went into both.

❣️ Honourable Mention - James Harris (The Employer)

Another adorable character, the bar flashbacks had me blushing every time. We all knew it’d be him, but I’m so glad he pulled through at the end. I want this one to be happy, especially after everything he went through. Absolutely cutiepie, gunna be the one to pay for his dinner after he gets home 😊

🔥 Hottest Role - Dwight Pollard (Gotham)

Since I go into all of his roles blind, I had no idea what to expect for this one, but from the start I was hooked. Having him be a crazed cult leader with the biggest, most feral smile and laugh ever stole my heart the things I would let this man do to me sakndskjds I liveblogged his eps to a friend of mine who’s seen Gotham and has been trying to get me to watch it for ages cause I love DC, so she was thrilled as I sat here screaming about everything leading up to his ending :’D I’ve gotten some encouragement to write him, so when I do it’s gunna be so insane I’ll have to tag the hell outta it lmao (btw making these gifs nearly killed me oh my god I need him)

6.

💘 Love of my Life - Joshua Whitmore (Cass)

All the pain I went through trying to get this movie was worth it because it all led to him. I love him, I adore him, I’m so incredibly glad that so many others got to see him and love him too thanks to my trials and tribulations. DD’s only artist role, I got to connect with him on a personal level not shared with the others, and my desire to make sure he’s safe and taken care of is so strong that I wrote 26k about him, they’re two of my most favourite things I’ve ever written. I’ve thrown the ending of the movie out and completely placed it with my own, which can be found in my fics, and until Hugh Schulze DMs me personally and tells me what his vision was, that’s what I’m sticking with forever. So rest easy, he’s free from New York and buyers and dealers and the street and he’s safe and happy and painting again ;w;

❣️ Honourable Mention - Thomas Schiff (The Dark Knight)

The OG, a lot of people’s first roles of his, including mine. I remember seeing this movie in theaters when it came out so that means I saw him up there, on the big screen, and something about him stuck around in my brain until I finally realized my love QwQ Even if he isn’t as fleshed out in my mind to make the actual list, I still needed to include him in some way, I hope he got placed somewhere that wasn't Arkham after Batman stepped in.

🔥 Hottest Role - Cam (Relaxer)

I will never watch Relaxer again. Couldn’t even do it while I was making his scenepack cause so many horrible things happen to Abbie I couldn’t take it. But Cam, oh my god, I need this man. Someday I wanna write this huge fic about the reader trying to date him, and there’s no redemption. He’s still terrible at the end. But that’s what we all love about him, how shitty he is and how the potential is there for him to make us all worse. He sucks, but in the best way, and I kinda need him to maybe bully me please 😳 (making that first gif nearly made me blackout why is he doing pushups)

5.

💘 Love of my Life - Bob Taylor (Prisoners)

When I started adding names to my list of men I loved, Bob wasn't even on it at first I think, despite liking him in the movie. Then I saw more with him and added him to crushes. Now I’m fully in love with him, and he breaks my heart every single day. He was hurting for so long, even when we were watching I couldn’t place the blame on him while the rest of my family were convinced just like Loki that he was the one, but no matter what I couldn’t. The second I saw his sweet smile I told them there was no way it was him, and sure enough I was right. Another character who didn’t deserve what happened to him, I’ve been slowly helping him with my headcanons, but in my personal queue I have a fic planned for him and he will have no more sad days when I do 😭 I also have a bunny plush I’d had for years, my dad bought it for me and it’s been sitting on my bed ever since, and when I’m sad I hold it and pretend Bob gave it to me, it’s honestly got me through some much needed therapy because if he could go about his day with that kind of trauma then I could be brave and call about my own mental health :’)

❣️ Honourable Mention - Lonny Crane (The Belko Experiment)

This one’s a bit of a double whammy, cause I love him, but the switch to violence had me staring 👀 Either way, he didn’t deserve his death, but since it is a killing game type movie he was doomed from the start, at least his seemed instant 🥺 Someday I’ll write a fixit for him too, it was just too much for him back to back to back, he really didn’t deserve his final moments to have him as a villain even though I would really love to be lifted up like that aklskjdskds okay I’m normal again

🔥 Hottest Role - Ray Watkins (The Rookie)

Have you seen this man? No really, have you seen him? The twirl, the shirt lifting on his hips, the cold but also fun villainy, the nonchalance to mask the cruelness underneath. I need him. This one is not a Want, he is a Need and I need him. I hope that he gets to come back in the future to fully wrap up his plot along with the cop’s plot, pleasepleaseplease, otherwise I will die unsatisfied.

4.

💘 Love of my Life - Kurt Goreshter (Ant-Man 1-2)

I believe he might’ve been the second role I’d ever seen, but only after I really got into the MCU after Endgame. I skipped Ant-Man in my original watches, since I was mostly just into the Avengers and Cap (mainly Bucky lol) in general, but when I finally did a full marathon I really enjoyed the first movie. Cannot remember my feelings for him now since it’s been about 4 years, but I do know when I went back to rewatch in March I fell the second I saw him 🥰 the hair, the accent, the outfit AGAIN, and those hand tattoos, this is another Perfect Man. My crush on him is incredibly strong, it told me that yeah I was really starting to fall for DD (at that point I’d just seen Demeter a few times, and then Oppenheimer on accident) and it officially kicked off my marathon that eventually led me to my collection I have today. 

❣️ Honourable Mention - Lester Billings (The Boogeyman)

My family actually watched this without me way before my crush began, so when I saw he was in it I just had to finally sit down and watch it myself. Cue me hurriedly typing to my sibling when he showed up lol this man is SAD! He’s so beautiful and sad, I just wanna make a new family with him (I would be a parent for him, that’s the extent of my love) so he can be happy again. I love the backstory I made up for him way more than the original story, sorry Stephen King but you made him awful and I don’t want that one. I’m gunna save this man and he WILL smile again, that’s a Ray Guarantee.

🔥 Hottest Role - The Vampire (Cora)

Now, to start, this one falls prey to Very Bad Writing Choices. I will not deny that. Like, even with the allegory of the whole thing (that I did not see cause I just saw a short vampire story honestly) it's very much Not Good. But that’s why I’m removing him from the short and keeping him. In fact, go read polkadotjohnson’s fics on him, they’re fantastic and I adore how she wrote him. I someday wish to do my own, because otherwise everyone who can’t look past the Very Bad Writing Choices are getting straight up robbed of this one. Those double fangs need to introduce themselves to my neck pronto, you see what I’m saying? He’s so goddamn hot, DD needs to play a very serious vampire role again so everyone can see the Vision, he wants to do it, I need to win the lottery so I can fund this movie myself, that’s my new life’s goal.

3.

💘 Love of my Life - Jack Delroy (Late Night With the Devil)

The first movie I saw in theaters after my crush began! My friend saw him in a tweet about it and linked me to it so I thought it was already out, but I ended up having to wait two weeks and it nearly killed me ;w; I went in completely blind, which is good cause the trailer spoils so many great shots unfortunately, and the entire time I was swooning. Like, I usually whisper to my sibling during movies if we have comments, we’re very talkative at home when we watch stuff, but this time I was just sitting there staring with hearts in my eyes without pause. I’m in love with this man, plain and simple, I’m so glad I was able to get to see it since it didn’t come to the theater closest, we had to drive an hour away and when dad joked about me paying for the tickets since I was the one who wanted to see it, I did in a heartbeat. I wanted to see it again, but it was only there a couple weeks, so by the time I was able to go it was gone and I’m still upset about it. I’d sell my soul for this man, I love writing for him so much, I’m so glad my crush on Wojchek bloomed just in time for me to see this.

❣️ Honourable Mention - Hank (Virgin Alexander)

I avoided this one at first because the trailer was making me cringe and I was going crazy over what kinda sexy awkward role he’d have in it, but I was pleasantly surprised in the end. I think the movie is actually cute, despite some stuff still making me cringe, and Hank is literally the most perfect boyfriend. If he showed up randomly in my life I would date him in a second, hands down. He’s so shaped like a friend, I know I’d always have fun with him even when we’re not Having Fun, and that’s all you can ever ask for in a relationship 😊

🔥 Hottest Role - Breck Montanari (Double Black)

Okay first of all I gave him that last name. Second of all, I wrote 70k about this man and I am so in love with him that I own him now. I’ve taken him from Sara Woomer, he’s mine now. He has a full past, gave him a future and a partner, there’s no way I couldn’t have fallen in love with him. Unfortunately that fic will never be shared as it’s private, but know that, again, until Sara Woomer DMs me personally and shares everything else about this world, this is my new canon for him. And the cult. And the entire area where he lives. And several of the members. And the new Double Black who was such a chill dude that I made my bff love him too. This is my secret legacy. He only lost out to my #2 because there’s no way he couldn’t be my #2.

2.

💘 Love of my Life - Wojchek (The Last Voyage of the Demeter)

The reason I finally learned his name QwQ I went into this movie blind, dad really wanted to see it and I love horror so I went with him, and the second I saw him I said, ‘Oh that guy! I know that guy!’ since by then I’d seen Kurt and Abner a few years earlier and vaguely remembered him. I spent the whole movie then dreading his end thanks to the opening lines, and I’m pretty sure I quietly yelled at the screen when he fell and then got got after praying he’d be okay TwT After Abner, he’s the first DD role I ever shipped with, and when my crush officially restarted I ended up writing my entire plot for him and Addy that night before bed. I love him so much, he’s my jolly sailor bold who stole my heart by crying over the thought of having to lose his home. He’ll forever own a special place in my heart because of all this, I can’t imagine anyone else taking this spot.

🔥 Hottest Role - Murdoc (MacGyver 2016)

Murdoc was the first TV role of his I checked out after I saw as many movies as I could that interested me (mostly all the ones on Prime sans a couple, my collection was very very small by then) and the moment I saw him be mentioned I was ready to go. The Alice in Wonderland vague text, running and then getting shocked before falling two floors, showing up with that hair, I was not prepared for everything else they were about to throw at me. Murdoc is one of my most favourite characters now, he’s so much fun, I adore everything about him, I’ve only edited with him twice and written him once, but I need to do both so much more! This one is hot as fuck, he’s adorable, he loves his son, he’s got tools, he’s utterly sadistic, he’s a silly little guy. This is another Perfect Man, I cannot wait to decide on his plot with Addy because there’s too many fun possibilities I honestly might just make multiple.

❣️ Honourable Mention - Willy Cunningham (The Domestics)

Now… you might all be thinking… why the hell is this guy a #2 honourable mention in the face of all the others… and the answer is… I’m a freak 😀 I’ll never say, but my eyes were opened to him, and my god, I will literally never be the same. I just need him and that insanely feral energy okay, lemme have this.

1.

💘 Love of my Life - Abner Krill (The Suicide Squad)

The love that started it all, I think I fell for him the moment he walked outta his cell and got teased. The love I feel for him goes so deep, it only compares to one other, and whenever I work on my plot for him and Addy I always get choked up. The ultimate one who didn’t deserve what he got, I actually refused to watch the movie again after he died, straight up did not watch until my marathon started, and as soon as I saw him in that cell it all came back. I instantly fell back in love with him, and thus his Addy plot has the most love put into it to make sure he’s happy and safe. I thought that maybe there’d be another to win my heart as my marathon grew, but nope he’s still there sharing it with my other #1, and seeing him can instantly bring a smile to my face no matter how I’m feeling. 

After the movie I read the trivia again and my crush on DD himself began, so it’s all thanks to him and Wojchek that I’ve met the people I know today and have created so many things in such a short time. When I hit my lowest low in years I just sat at my desk and held the funko I have of him and just cried it all out, and it honestly helped me get out of that spiral. Thanks to him I now have a Polka-Dot Man collection (still missing one figure and maybe a signed print and poster 👉👈🥰) and if I could get a plushie of him to join the ton I already have I’d buy him in a second. Maybe someday, if I have any courage, I’ll bring my funko or something to a con where DD is attending and get it signed, either him or my other #1, and I’ll cherish it forever.

❣️ Honourable Mention - Jude (Animals)

Like all the others, I went into this movie completely blind. I didn’t know DD wrote it or its significance to him until after it was over and the credits rolled. So the entire time I was watching I was falling in love with him, he was so incredibly my type in the moments he was actually happy that it’s insane, I spent the whole movie just saying how much I would date him in better circumstances. We were sadly betting which one of them was going to die as things just got worse, me and my sibling were watching so miserably, and then we were rewarded with a happy ending despite the bittersweetness. And then the credits rolled, after me repeatedly wondering why he’d accept a role like this after knowing at least about his addiction and it all fell into place. I haven’t been able to watch again so far now that I know a lot of what happened to Jude also happened to him, it breaks my heart too much, but I still love him deep down and I hope he was also able to heal after the credits rolled.

🔥 Hottest Role - Johnson (Reprisal)

Tied for first with Abner as the ultimate love of my life and claiming this one all to himself, Johnson is the Most Perfect Man. Literally, no other DD role can top him in my heart aside from Abner. I honestly almost skipped Reprisal entirely because the promo image on his imdb didn’t grab me (I’m such a fake fan I’m so ashamed of myself), but when I was done with everything else and wanted to see more, I downloaded it without ep9 since he wasn't in it, and started watching. What followed next was me falling so in love with the show that I spent forever trying to get that missing episode back from near dead torrents cause I needed to watch it even though he wasn't in it. Reprisal is my Roman Empire, I am constantly thinking about it and him and Matty, not just for my fic but just because I love it all so fucking much. 

Johnson himself is so fascinating, I’m incredibly in love with him and everything about him, he’s unlike any other role DD has played that there’s a complete disconnect in my mind, he’s just Johnson. He’s so goddamn hot I missed out on literally everything the first round because I was watching him so hard, Matty and Ethan were nonexistent to me and I’m madly in love with Matty now so let that sink in, and when I rewatched it immediately after with my parents it was like I was watching for the first time. I’m loving writing for him (and Matty and Ethan of course) so much that my thoughts go back to him daily, and it almost always includes me being on the verge of tears because of how insanely good this script is and how these boys bring me so much joy while also shattering my heart. 

Making the gif below no joke did make me cry like this show is my greatest weakness right now you guys don't even understand how much it and Johnson mean to me.

I need to edit more for him and them and the show in general, if I had endless money and all the confidence in the world I would truly fund this show single handedly so it can finish the way it was supposed to. I’m so mad at Hulu for giving me the greatest love(s) of my life before taking him away years before I’d ever know him, with no physical media or merch to at least collect to numb the pain. At some point I need to get some promo pics printed out as actual posters, I need this show on my wall so I can always see him.

[fixfoxnox]

Since my friends know around October I become the "feral for the fair" guy and I adore writing fair dates, one of my friends sent me a fair date moodboard. It has made me feral over the fair again so fair date headcanons of Jackson and Roach dragging the 141 to the fair in the US with them

141 at the fair:

Roach sounds more Southern than the 141 has ever heard him before they even get there. Like he's shifted into full sweet Southern boy mode just out of excitement.

Jackson is similarly excited to a point that his accent starts coming out. The moment Jackson calls Gaz "Darlin'," Gaz knows that he's going to have a long day ahead of him. (He's only ever heard Jackson call him that with that voice in one context and he's been Pavloved into reacting to it, much to his embarrassment.) (Jackson does not notice that he's driving his boyfriend crazy)

Jackson and Roach have a list of foods that they plan on making the 141 try, just to see if it will kill them

"I say we make them try a turkey leg first"

"Turkey leg? Thats weak Sanderson, we are getting these men a deep fried macaroni donut burger first"

"So you're just trying to take them out on the first go? Dude we need a middle ground"

*snap* "Lemonade"

"Lemonade!!"

And the 141 are just like 😃 cause what the fuck

Gaz takes a singular bite of a deep fried macaroni donut burger and immediately spits it out. Same thing with the rest of the 141 who then watch in horror as Jackson and Roach (southern boys raised on grease) split the rest of it between them

Soap absolutely wants to play all the games. Roach tries to warn him that most of them are rigged but Soap still insists

He loses like forty dollars before finally winning a tiny stuffed animal at one of the booths

Roach sees how upset he is and and is like "do you want me to win you something?" And Soap is all "no, don't waste your money too"

Roach then walks directly over to one of the games and does it perfectly, winning a giant dog plush for Soap.

Soap asks him how the fuck he did it (with a big grin on his bright red face as he hugs the dog) and Roach just kinda shrugs and is like "I used to work the county fair back home, I know the ins and outs"

Its mostly the truth, but he isn't going to tell Soap that even if he hadn't won the game the Carnie would have pretended he had thanks to the thirty dollars he'd slipped him

Ghost is like "oh let me try one too" and does one of the ball throwing ones and, despite Roach knowing the stuff is literally fixed with a spring so it won't move, he hits it so hard that it knocks it back

He gets Roach a stuffed bear and when he goes to do the thing again to get Soap something the carnie literally turns him away ajsjjdjd

Jackson tries to drag the 141 on rides with them and at first they're all game but as they get closer Gaz and Soap are like "uhhh, is that duck tape on that?"

"Oh yeah, ducktape probably holds that bad boy together"

They immediately nope out and Gaz is anxious the entire time that he watches Jackson and Ghost is on the ride.

Ghost is only on the ride because Jackson dropped a "do it, no balls" to him and he is nothing if not willing to do a challenge.

Roach has a picture of him and Jackson on this crazy ride with Jackson screaming and Ghost looking unbelievably unbothered

Price dissappears on the group like ten minutes after the burger incident and they later find him sitting watching the animal shows

He leaves with them only temporarily to go through the petting zoo where he buys like six cups of food and feeds every single one of the animals as they go through

He then ditches the team to go back to watching the animal shows

They go through the hall of industries and Roach buys up like so much candy from one of the local confectioners. He drops like 300 dollars sjsbdhhdjd

Because they're in either Jackson or Roach's home state the hall of industries has a lot of republican/right wing merch as they're going through

Ghost, Soap, and Gaz are horrified but Jackson and Roach are wheezing as they look through the shirts

*Jackson holds up a shirt that says "I love trucks, beer, tits, and the USA" on it with an American flag overlayed*

Roach: well thats a must buy

They spend like 30 minutes looking at the game and fish commissions little display (just a giant fish tank)

Roach made them go later in the day so by the time they get done there the sun has set and all the fair lights are on

Though Soap and Gaz are still terrified of the rides, Jackson and Roach make the men go on the ferris wheel with them because "its literally the most romantic thing in the universe guys"

In Ghost, Soap, and Roach's little car things are very cute. Roach takes pictures at the top of the view and them even though Soap is literally so stressed that he's going to drop his phone

He also makes a point to kiss both of them at the top cause he's always wanted that Romantic movie moment

In Gaz and Jackson's car, Gaz is freaked the fuck out still. He saw the ducktape and he is clinging to the side. When they stop at the top he's literally terrified.

Jackson briefly considers rocking the cart but instead makes the smart choice to be a good boyfriend

He sweet talks Gaz with his accent, wrapping his arms around him to comfort and assure him. He gets him to focus on the view with him and Gaz slowly relaxes. Jackson steals a kiss as they start going back down.

They leave after that, though not without Roach complaining a bunch because "the energy of the fair at night is just so much better!"

They meet up with Price in the parking lot where he is eating funnel cake (much to Roach and Jackson's amusement)

Soaps giant dog and Roach's giant teddy bear goes in their shared room with Ghost

Jackson wears his "trucks, beer, tits, and the USA" shirt all the time while lounging around at home and every time Gaz see's it he rolls his eyes

[thestalkerbunny]

So like.

Staff day went okay.

Lemme outline some hot points. Lemme just SHARE my Day with you guys.

(content warning for mentions about shootings cause that I was literally 4 hours of my day having to listen to that, but it was mostly 'what to do in a scary situation' advice. Nothing in depth, just general stuff)

-Had breakfast there. I got a tangerine and some baby muffins. It was rather nice.

-Learned from my coworkers who were also there cause it was ALL the workers from every branch-that in the 3 days I had off, the guy who keeps SMOKING in the bathrooms is back, is now VAPING, blew a vape cloud in a child's face and then followed a female patron out of the building to make a sexual comment on her FEET. This is apparently not his first FOOT BASED OFFENSE HERE and makes me glad I wear closed toe shoes at all times when I'm out and about.

-Opening words/statements/awards for the librarians who have been on the job for nearly 20 plus years. This is blazed through in less than 10 minutes.

-THEN WE GET TO WHAT WE'RE ALL THERE FOR. The 'What to do during an active shooting' seminar with some kind of group that specializes in showing people what to do in said crisis as well as evaluating public buildings to make sure they're secure in case of said crisis.

-A lot of statistics. Stressful statistics. Upsetting Statistics.

-Know your corners people; Corners save LIVES -Seminar Lady talking about how it's important to find secure corners where a gunman cannot do the weird angle around and fire at you. Those of us who went to public schools in the last past decade know what I'm talking about when I say the safe corners of the room

A morbid thought. But I will now take corners into valid consideration more often than I usually do.

-We also review some footage, mainly diagrams n stuff, etc etc. best advice given was 'don't fucking STOP RUNNING once you're out-fucking put some DISTANCE on you and that bitch-only YOU can tell if you feel safe.' and 'fucking car doors won't protect you-bullets go through that shit like paper, find CONCRETE, Brick WALL, Building Support beams.'

-After very upsetting statistics and advice on corners, locked doors, etc. etc. We break for catered lunch. It is burgers and weenies with banana pudding on the side. Weenies were great, the burger was kinda red in the middle and I didn't care too much for that. A lovely lunch in honest option.

-After Lunch. Hands on Demonstration.

-First we're instructed on how to disarm an armed individual with a gun, different methods for different guns, it is important to portray confidence and aggression in the situation because it's a you or them situation and you must come out on top. Lady said you have full authority in the situation to make sure that son of a bitch stays DOWN until more help arrives.

-It is then followed up with this short 5'5 lady showing us how to do the unauthorized choke hold and then she said 'OKAY. NOW YA'LL ARE GONNA DO IT ON EACH OTHER'

-Bestillmybeatingheat.jpg- -It's just like BIBLE CAMP ALL OVER AGAIN.-

-We have to take partners and in a supervised controlled situation with the trained demonstrators who know what to look for teach us how to choke a bitch out. My partner had arms the sizes of babies and I did forewarn him that the last person that did that to me did, recieved a bite out of my natural reaction. I did graze him a bit with my teeth-but other than that, he was fine. Weird sensation. Highly did not care for it.

-My turn to choke him out. Forgot that he-my constant coworker-is a man of many many weird body quirks and one of them is a sort of low LOW response to pain/pressure. He's just patting his legs and humming while I'm trying to choke him out. He's also like 6ft tall and I'm 5'5 so it's like a goblin yeeting itself up to choke an orc.

-We get to the next part which is how to apply a tourniquet. Which I will tell you, applying it to yourself, hurts like a fucking BITCH. Which it's supposed to I guess? Cause the point is to stop blood from escaping your meaty flesh prison. But I won't lie, I REALLY did not care for it considering how they had to go around and check and make sure everyone did it right and I'm standing here, my arm going numb and having to stand at the same time-not a fun combo.

-We follow that up with how to treat different kinds of wounds, emergency wound dressing, the need to make sure any hole put in the torso area is covered with a seal cause air is not the torso's friend when you have a hole in it. Honestly interesting stuff. I would do a more Indepth class if they had it. I feel like emergency first aid should be taught in general schools as a sort of part of home ec. Cooking, Money Management, Medical First Aid. Just as a valuable general life skill.

-Closing words, a drawing for gift cards that I didn't enter cause they all seemed kinda crummy gift cards. I leave. I go home. I pass out in my bed for nearly 5 solid hours because I'm so exhausted.

Tl;dr: Know your corners, air is not the torso wound's friend-learn to choke a bitch.

This all also made me want to fucking take up judo? Or one of those sports where you learn to flip someone regardless of size based on leverage and center of gravity.

[echantedtoon]

A Champion Time For The Heart Ch28 The Champion Cup P2

(Warning: Someone does get hurt with a hurt arm and someone does get knocked out And Leon is a lil hurt from his Eternatus confrontation but don't worry. They're all ok.)

So Hop lost to Raihan?...You shook your head before putting Allister down. The small boy ended up pulling your arm and pointing towards the cabinets again wanting a replacement hot chocolate for the one that he spilt earlier which you complied into making for him. ..Along with all the other kids who shouted for refills. Sigh. Oh well. At least the spill was cleaned up and no was else was fighting. But still...You could barely believe this was happening. Not that it was peaceful. But the fact that Hop would be the one who was going to fight Leon instead of one of the player avatars, Victor or Gloria. Not that you didn't think Hop wasn't strong because he was a strong trainer, but the story line took a 180 degree you weren't expecting at all. You could never have predicted Hop would've been the one to battle his way through the champion cup but you guessed Raihan must've been too strong to win against in a one vs one battle style. Well that would explain why Hop was here with you guys now and the twins were gushing all over him asking what it was like battling his way to the second to last round and giving him congratulations for making it that far.

"Really guys. It was nothing!," he assured then raising his hands before sighing defeatedly. "I didn't even get to make it past Raihan to Lee anyways. *sigh* So much for becoming the world's first champion brothers." 

"Ye still tried your best. That's all that mattered. 'Sides, ye got farther than me!"

"Yeah. But you got pretty good run in yourself in the semifinals!"

"Aw! Thanks, Hoppy!"

Gloria smiled at Hop gratefully. Beside her Bede rose a brow between her and Hop before raising a hand and coughing loudly. Gaining her attention. "*AHEM*....Yes. This is ..all well and good." He peeked one eye open at Gloria who blinked at him before looking away again. "I suppose some congratulations is in order. You were..very good out there. I'm surprised you were strong enough to last through to the semifinals. I may have underestimated by rival's perseverance."

Gloria blinked surprised but smiled at him. "Well that's a surprisingly nice thing ye would say 'bout me. Thanks, Bede."

You didn't miss the light pink of Bede's cheeks...and neither did Hop who scowled at him. "*ahem* Y-Your welcome. It's only natural to comment on one's strength if they get far."

"Yeah!" Hop narrowed his eyes at Bede. "Great job out there, Gloria! You did your best."

Sigh. Those two were going to be a handful It was..kinda a blur but you had set Allister back down in his seat by the window, thanked Victor for making sure things didn't delve into further chaos, and then went about making a LOT more coco for everyone around you who wanted another cup. Which was almost everyone. You absolutely made sure Allister got a replacement cup to replace the one that he had spilt a little while ago. When everyone was satisfied with the hot coco, you were about to go sit down when you remembered. Hop probably hadn't eaten anything yet. Everyone else had burgers and countless amounts of hot chocolate, but he probably hadn't eaten anything too busy focusing on battling. You'd better make him one of those ramen cups so he'd have something in his stomach- B O O M!! The entire place shook again as a gigantic boom went off outside shaking the entire stadium. You had to grip the cabinet to not fall over before it quickly stopped. What the world was THAT!?

"IT'S A MIRACLE FOLKS!! THE FIREY FIERCE FIGHTER KABU!! HAS BEEN DEFEATED!! THE TALL, DARK, AND MYSTERIOUS PIERS HAS EARNT THE RIGHT TO BATTLE IN THE FINAL ROUND!!" Oh! Was THAT what that was? The crowd cheered and Marnie stood there staring out the window. Her blue eyes suddenly slightly narrowed staring out and down to the field. "BATTLERS PLEASE EXIT THE FIELD FOR REPAIRS AND PREPARE FOR THE FINAL MATCH TO DETERMINE WHICH GYM LEADER WILL BE LUCKY ENOUGH TO COMPETE AGAINST CHAMPION LEON FOR THE FINAL MATCH OF THE CHAMPION CUP!!"

You slowly let go of the cabinets and minded your own business as you made another cup of ramen for Hop, and along with his cup of coco, and brought it over to him. All the while swiveling your head around and keeping check on all the kids there. Making a head count. One, two, three- Ok! All fourteen children (now including Hop) were accounted for and safe. Hop smiled and thanked you for the food once you handed it to him and you finally got the chance to sit down on one of the couches with a sigh. Almost as soon as you did, Silver slunk over and plopped himself next to you curled up like a cat. Well good news. You didn't have to worry about anything else at the moment. Bad news....Now you had to deal with ANOTHER giant problem. The game for whatever reason was...derailed. Derailed harder than a train flying off the tracks at a million miles per hour. So now begged the question. HOW WERE YOU GOING TO GET HOME NOW!? If the only chances you had of getting home were riding on the game ending then how would you get home now? Would you still go home once the Champion Cup was over? Would it really matter if Gloria or Victor wasn't the one battling Leon in the end? ...You shook your head stomach in knots. You didn't know. There was only one thing to do. You'd have to wait with the others and watch the last two battles of the entire finals. Would Raihan or Piers be the one to battle Leon in the end? With a sigh you leaned back. Wonder what those guys were up to now? Was Raihan taking selfies before his big match? Was Piers getting a new song ready to sing for audience as he battled his way through the champion cup? You had no idea.

"Thanks for the food, Y/n!" You turned to Hop gratefully holding the ramen cup. "I haven't eaten anything all day. Nice to have something warm in me."

You smiled at him. "Hey. No problem. I'm surprised you've eaten three of those now. Must've been real hungry huh?"

He smiled a bit embarrassed but you smiled. Wasn't his fault. You probably would've been hungry too having to just battle in the cold and focus on your pokemon most of the day. You had been trying to not fall down the rabbithole of worry with your thoughts about the unusual circumstances and focused your energy into talking and playing with some of the kids, and making Hop some food. Which you didn't mind at all, keeps you busy. All the while Marnie had been standing at the window looking out with that narrowed eye thinking face of hers. And for good reason, but you hadn't noticed being too busy taking care of everyone there until Bede had perked up towards the window..and hummed before asking.

"Isn't that field repaired yet?"

You had looked up from Silver for a moment and blinked at him. "Huh? What makes you say that?"

He rolled his eyes but answered. "We've been sitting here for nearly two hours now!" He complained gaining the attention of everyone else who looked at him. "The next match should have started long before now!" He threw a hand towards the window. "We should we watching the Champion defending his title RIGHT THIS SECOND!!"

That made Hop look towards the window as well with a confused look. "Huh...As much as I hate to admit it, Bede's right. Piers and Raihan should've already battled by now. I wonder what's keeping them?"

"Well maybe the field is still being repaired?," you offered.

Hop shook his head. "Can't be. Field Repairs usually only take thirty or forty minutes. An hour at most if the field's really banged up and it's already been repaired.." he took a moment to pull out his phone to check the time. "...About an hour and twenty five minutes ago." He looked back towards the window again with narrowed eyes. "That's not normal unless something's wrong."

"What could have gone wrong-"

It was at THAT exact moment that that the intercom voice came back ON.

"SORRY FOR THE DELAY FOLKS!! TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES!! BUT NOW WE'RE BACK AND HERE IT IS!! THE LAST MATCH OF THE FINALS!" The crowd cheered and almost everyone sitting down stood up to immediately make a beeline to the windows and so did you. "WHO WILL EARN THE RIGHT TO CHALLENGE THE UNBEATABLE CHAMPION LEON!? WILL IT BE THE BRILLIANT ROCKSTAR PIERS!? OR WILL IT BE THE ONLY TRAINER THAT CHAMPION LEON CALLS HIS RIVAL!! THE TAMER OF DRAGONS RAIHAN!?"

The crowd roared from his announcement as the two gym leaders made their way out onto the field both their faces lit up on the screen. Both meeting each other in the middle of the field. Here we go. Icy wind blew around the two as they met at the center of the field. Electric blue eyes meeting dark ocean blue ones as both Dark and Dragon gym leaders made eye contact. Piers barely suppressed a shiver as the cold winter wind bit his pale skin and made his long hair blow around him. His neutral face meeting the smiling face of his friend. 

"BATTLERS PLEASE GET TO YOUR PLACES!!" At the sound of the announcer both men turn. Piers pausing to give one upwards towards the windows high above for the VIP lounge. Oh right. You turned your head to Marnie. He must've known his little sister was up here watching him. "READY YOUR POKEMON!! GET SET!! BATTLE BEGIN!!"

There was no grand THUD sound when Piers pulled out his microphone to stamp to the ground in one hand and pokeball in the other! Having thrown it out as soon as the announcer said to, challenging Raihan to dare make a move against him. And the pokemon were sent out. Piers Skuntank verses Raihan's torkaol!

"LET'S START THIS OFF WITH A LIGHT TO CHASE AWAY THE DARKNESS!! DROUGHT HIGH AND PROUD!!", Raihan had yelled out immediately on sight practically roaring out his command. And in an instant the slow looking turtle pokemon immediately did as it was told. With a giant huff a tan-sandy like fog was exploded from it's back shell and spread throughout half the stadium in a bright light. Piers stared narrowed eyed at it until suddenly a bright flash of light erupted from it. The skuntank yelling out in pain from it as it's master held up an arm to it. "HOW DO YOU LIKE MY TORKOAL'S NEW MOVE!? TOOK A WHILE TO LEARN THIS ONE!! GETS THE SUNLIGHT BURNING REAL HARSH!!"

"M' all for a good spotlight! But I think I'd rather settle for a little SMOKESCREEN!!" The skuntank obeying it's master's commands opened it's mouth, and a torrent of abyss fell from it's maw.

From above you all watched as the field was covered half in lit up fog and black smoke, as if day and night was fighting against one another. It was fascinating. But there was one problem....You couldn't even see what was happening and neither could either gym leaders. How could either tell who was winning if it was either too dark or too bright for either to see? Marnie leaned in closer pressing a hand to the frosted glass as she watched closely.

"Nice counter, Piers! But you're forgetting I can still get my way through to see you! USE SOLAR BEAM TO PART THAT SMOKE!!" The barely visible torkoal gladly obeyed the command by opening it's shell and let a ball of light come thro-

"SCREECH YOUR HOPES HIGH!!" It was then that a figure shot up from right beside the turtle looking pokemon from the dirt at it's side and before it could even turn it's head an ear piercing SCREAM tore through the air! The torkaol gave some kind of yell itself of sharp pain through it's skull that was drowned out by the screech. Raihan gave a growl of pain himself both hands shooting to his own ears! "BITE!!!" Any more screaming from the torkoal was immediately cut off by fangs latching around his neck and with a swift yank the turtle pokemon was helplessly flipped onto its side. "BRING ME YOUR PREY!!"

Raihan could only see the silhouette of his torkoal through the slowly dissipating bright fog before in one swift movement it was yanked backwards back into the heavy smokescreen it had created earlier. His eyes widening to the size of plates as if the earth itself had just swallowed the both of them whole. "TORKOAL!!"

You stood there stunned as did everyone else who had witnessed the fast attacks A FREAKING SKUNTANK DID TO THAT POKEMON!! Then again...Piers had raised it well enough that thing could almost keep up with a scorbunny despite it's bulk and size. You weren't surprised it was fast and strong enough to pull a torkoal like that, but how did it sneak up on it?? It was too big to just crawl without Raihan being able to see it's shadow in the lit up fog even if it was near blinding. You all watched with baited breaths until a moment later barreling out of the slowly disappearing smokescreen came the skuntanks running on all fours like a mini furry tank and dragging along the poor torkoal on it's side as it useless flailed. It ran straight towards Piers who pointed his hand towards the nearest boundary line and with a sharp turn you had seen it use on Gloria's scorbunny, it turned hard right and barreled towards it.

"TORKOAL YOUR BACK IS TOWARDS IT!! USE SOLAR BEAM TO HIT IT IN THE SIDE!!"

Piers with his hand still outstretched gave a flick of his wrist the skuntank did a twirl and SLAMMED the torkoal down onto the ground before it could even respond to Raihan's orders, before continuing to run towards the boundary line. What they- He didn't even give the pokemon an order! How was-...Did- Did Piers train it to respond a certain way to his hand motions? Either way the skuntank ran at full speed charging towards that line before stopping and releasing it's jaws. As a result the poor turtle went round and round head over shells from the speed and throw it received flipping around and around until it finally landed on it's stomach, body half laying across the line.

"Raihan's torkoal has been thrown out of bounds! Therefore the Mighty Piers is the winner of match one of Round Four!" The crowd roared regardless of the fight you had just witnessed and you sighed. Watching as Piers once again made a motion with his hand in the universal sign of 'Come here', and watching the skuntank paddle up to it's training. Rubbing his body against Piers's leg in the way a cat would and Raihan returned his poor pokemon. "Ok folks! What a quick start to thing's but now it's time for the second match! Get your pokemon ready!" Piers also returned his skuntank, not bothering to take his eyes off Raihan.

"I'm impressed! Again!" Raihan made a finger gun towards Piers. "Wasn't expecting you to take me down so fast like that! Really caught me off guard."

"Then don't bloody leave two feet of space below your fog for us to crawl sideways under! Can't light us up if the light doesn't even touch us!"

Smirking, Raihan held up another pokeball. "Thanks for the tip. I'll be sure to work on that flaw."

"Ready!? Let the second match begin!!"

Up next was Piers's liepard against Raihan Goodra. You watched with wide eyes and baited breath as Pier's mostly directed the pokemon with single commands or hand gestures as the two pokemon battled it out. Ultimately ending with Raihan winning the second match. Raihan sure was a strong trainer and it showed in the next round as well when it was his turtonator verses Piers's malamar and completely destroyed Piers in the process. Past the third round now and so far it was Piers one Raihan two. Oh you hoped this didn't end up in another tie.

"The fourth match of Round Four is about to begin!," the announcer blared through the cheering crowds as both men readied their fourth pokeball. "Get your pokemon ready! Let the fourth match BEGIN!!"

In a flash of light and shadow from each of the two gym leaders the two sent out their fourth pokemon. Raihan presented his flygon and Piers a toxtricity. Raihan gave a smirk pointing to Piers. "GET READY CUZ HERE WE COME!!"

"I'm waiting to be impressed then!"

Raihan smirked at Piers's snarky remark before pointing towards the toxtricity. "Let the winds blow! STREAM FORWARD SANDSTORM!!" With a loud cry from the flying pokemon, a literal whirlwind suddenly appeared and enveloped it in a tornado of sand before the thing spread out and Piers was forced to push his hand up in front of his eyes to keep the sand from them- "BREAKING SWIPE!!" The toxtricity gave it's own yell of pain as all of a sudden the flygon as fast as lightning, DOVE towards it before doing a quick roll in air and with a sickening WHACK sound nailed the toxtricity in the head before continuing it's fast flight- "STEEL WING!!"

Piers raised a wrist as the flygon flew close to the ground, but still with some space for someone to duck, with it's wings lit up a bright silver color, headed right towards the toxtricity. The poison type stared at Piers who with his hand still raised bent it back with a yell. "VENOM DRENCH!" You all watched as fast as the flygon could fly the poison type formed a toxic ball of thick purple posion smoke into it's hands and when the flygon was close enough. BENT. BACKWARDS. Like how a rockstar would bend back doing those knee slides, the toxtricity bent backwards with it's hands throwing up and by the time the flygon realized the danger it was in. It was TOO LATE!! The toxic purple ball was thrown up and with a wet splat sound a water balloon would make, it smacked right into the flygon's face as it soar over the toxtricity. The pokemon gave a shriek of surprise and perhaps pain as it's flight faltered and slammed onto the ground. Rolling a few times before fully stopping with a finally thud.

"FLYGON GET UP-''

"GIVE IT A JAB OF YOUR PERSONAL POISON!!" With a sharp twist of it's body the toxtricity turned it's back towards the struggling Flygon who was shaking his face from being drenched in the purple goo from the venom drench, and a torrent of dark purple missiles projectized from his spines. And by the time the flygon turned towards it, it was once again too late. It gave a loud cry as the multiple projectiles slammed right into it and with a heavy thud it went down to the ground. And that's where it stayed.

"FLYGON IS UNABLE TO CONTINUE BATTLE WHICH MEANS FOURTH MATCH VICTORY GOES TO GYM LEADER PIERS!!" The crowd roared in cheers as both men returned their pokemon as the announcer still spoke. They were tied. Both winning two matches each. But the question was who would win and who would lose? "BOTH POWERFUL FORCES ARE TIED TO THE MAX!! WHO WILL REIGN SUPREME TO CHALLENGE THE CHAMPION!?" From high above in the VIP lounge you all looked on intently and excitedly to see who would win the tie. Raihan's trainers cheering their mentor's inevitable victory while Marnie held one hand firmly against the glass as she watched brother intently. You watched with wide eyes wondering who would win...but one look at Raihan told you all you needed to know. "IT'S TIME FOR THE FINAL MATCH OF ROUND FOUR!! THE VICTOR SHALL GO ON TO THE CHAMPION MATCH!! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS FOLKS!! IT'S TIME TO DYNAMAX!!"

Both men took out a final pokeball. Their final chance. Piers sent out his pokeball and in a puff of dark smoke appeared that giant badger-man looking pokemon out. The cold wind beating around him as he pointed. "Face the mighty high roar of my Obstagoon!" The pokemon roaring out from Piers's introduction of the dark type. "He'll tear through your steel like paper!"

Raihan laughed at his friend producing a pokeball himself in the cold wind. "You do realize I'm the great Raihan, right!? I'll be the one to beat Leon! So first I'll beat you and then I'll just walk away today as the new Champion!" With a single pokeball in one hand, red energy filled it to the point it suddenly surged to the size of a bowling ball in his hand. With a quick pose and smile, his rotomi phone quickly snapped a picture of the Dragon Tamer before be turned around and with a hard throw single handedly tossed the ball through the air. It soared through the cold winter sky before cracking open and out came the duraludon. The stadium, Piers, and his Obstagoon wobble from the sheer force of the roaring giant pokemon hitting the ground. Piers had to desperately cling to his mic stand just to stay standing but all would be lost with Raihan one and only command to end the battle. "MAX STEELSPIKE!!"

Blue eyes widened as the crashing of the titanium spikes shot up from the ground upon the leader's command. The ground cracking open as dirt flung high and the shiny steel reflected his terror as it struck. It a crash. Piers fell. Or more like flung back by the sheer force of the ground that shot up from under his feet. Blue eyes wide and body light, he flew a few yards into the cold air before landing down hard onto the frozen ground like a sack of brick. Crashing down with a thud and rolling a couple times before finally coming to rest on his stomach face down and unmoving. The Obstagoon suffering the same fate as it's owner flying through the air before smacking down WAY outside the boundary line. You all stood there in stunned silence as no one moved. Marnie's eyes widened to the size of plates. Gloria gasped and her hands flew to her mouth. Hop choked on the ramen noodles he was eating. And even Bede who normally couldn't care less rose his brows in alarm at one of the gym leaders getting flung across the arena like a bean bag. After a long moment of Piers being still on the screen he moved. A shaky hand slowly coming up and digging into the frozen grass of the field. Lose dirt and rubble fell from his body as he pushed himself from his stomach onto his back. Indicating he was alright. Marnie sighed in relief.

"PIERS'S OBSTAGOON HAS BEEN KNOCKED OUT OF BOUNDS!! THEREFORE THE MIGHTY RAIHAN GOES VICTORIOUS AND IS ONCE AGAIN THE ONE TO BATTLE CHAMPION LEON!!" The announcer sounded and THE. CROWD. ROARED!! You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and sighed in relief. Well that could've gone worse. After a moment, the duraludon gradually was returned to it's normal size and returned to Raihan. "THE FINAL BATTLE OF THE CHAMPION CUP IS COMING UP NEXT FOLKS!! WILL THE CHAMPION REMAIN UNBEATABLE OR WILL HIS LONG TIME RIVAL AND TOP GYM LEADER FINALLY CLAIM THE TITLE OF CHAMPION FOR HIMSELF!? STAY TUNED!! FOR NOW PLEASE CLEAR THE FIELD FOR FINAL REPAIRS!!"

With the triplets cheering for their mentor Marnie sighed and pressed her forehead to the glass. In the meantime Raihan was racing his way across the field, going around craters in the dirt or jumping over larger pieces of rubble on his way over to Piers who had still not gotten up from his crash landing earlier. His mic stand right next to him.

"PIERS!?," he cried out half alarmed half worried as he raced over to the man. Soon dropping to his knees and blocking out any light above him. "Piers!" The rockstar was jolted into opening his eyes when Raihan's stronger grip grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him. "Hey man! Are you alright!? You went flying higher than a kite!"

"AHH!! " Piers instantly bristled as a spike of pain shot up from his other arm. His arm was brought up to his chest as his good one clutched it. A scrunched up face of gritted teeth and closed eyes met the frozen Dragon Man as Piers's body slightly curled in instinct from the pain. "NO! I'M NOT BLOODY ALRIGHT!! I THINK I HURT MY ARM!!"

Raihan was frozen for only a moment before he nodded and reacted. "Hey! Don't worry man I got you!" Piers gave another groan of pain as his friend grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him to his feet. The pain in his arm worsening with the jostling. "Hey. It's ok buddy. C'mon! We'll get you to medical professionals stat!"

You watched as the two gym leaders disappeared and released a breath you didn't know you were holding. "Alright. The big moment's finally here, eh?" You blinked to Hop.

Gloria nodded. "Yeah. Who do you think's gonna win?"

"I came here just to take on Lee but I ended up having to cheer for him instead from the sidelines. *sigh* But it's not easy picking sides for some. After all, it's the show down between my big brother and his rival who's also a fan favorite. Who should I really want to win more?''

"Hop. We all know you're cheering on Leon."

Hop chuckled caught red handed. "Yeah. I guess that much is obvious. If anyone can defeat the unbeatable Champion it'll be Raihan. He is the top gym leader after all."

You nodded in understanding. That was true you guessed. By what you just witnessed Raihan was a very strong and capable gym leader. But you STILL couldn't understand why it wasn't Gloria or Victor who was going up against Leon- You thought process stopped when you felt a tugging on your pants leg, and when looking down discovered Allister was there and was holding his cup up to you again. Indicating he wanted more hot chocolate. With a sigh you graciously took it from him and decided to make him some more hot chocolate. Might as well have something to do while you wait. As the field was being repaired, the room was alive in excitement. All the kids happily chattering away pumped to see who would win. The Champion or The Top Gym leader. Both had titles deserving of their might but only one would walk away with a win. You were a bit busy making more refills of hot chocolate and a few more cups of ramen for the few kids who were still hungry. So you had your hands full playing babysitter and cook to all these guys who wanted the food. It wasn't too long a wait. The kids were sated with their full stomachs against the cold. The field was repaired. And possibly the loudest cheer you had ever heard the crowd made yet came roaring out as someone walked out onto the field. And you soon found out why.

"HEY! IT'S LEE!!" You looked up at Hop's cry and he beckoned for you to come to the window. You blinked and went over towards it again and peered down along with everyone else. And low and behold Leon was right there in the middle of the field. Standing arms crossed and smile on his face as the cold wind blew his cap and long purple hair around with the snow. Looks like you'll finally be able to see Leon after all.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND FOLKS OF ALL AGES!! I GIVE TO YOU THE GALAR REGION'S UNBEATABLE CHAMPION LEON!!" The crowd kept roaring at the announcement and you watched on. Here it was the final battle...But wait. Your face scrunched up in thought. Something wasn't making sense. Something was missing. You felt it in your gut. "THE FINAL BATTLE OF THIS YEAR'S CHAMPION CUP SHALL NOW COMMENCE!! WILL LEON REIGN SUPREME FOR ANOTHER SEASON OR WILL WE GO INTO THE NEW YEAR WITH A BRAND NEW CHAMPION!? THE FINAL MATCH WILL BE BETWEEN NONE OTHER THAN LEON HIMSELF AND ONCE AGAIN HIS LONG TIME RIVAL THE STRONGEST GYM LEADER IN GALAR!! PLEASE WELCOME GYM LEADER RAIHAN!!"

You still let your mind whirl with thoughts as Raihan made his debut out onto the field. Waving at fans and the rotomi phone floating around snapping pictures....And it was THEN you remembered eyes wide. Where was the big bad guy you were supposed to beat!? Every pokemon game had one and despite the mishap with Gloria and Victor losing, there was STILL the threat of the bad guy!! You remembered now! Before the player could battle Leon there was a bad guy you needed to defeat before earning the title of champion! But...you didn't remember who it was. Your hands shot to your head as you gritted your teeth and growled at yourself! Empty brain!! WHO WAS IT!? You had thought it was Piers at first being the leader of Team Yell and they had been causing trouble, but it wasn't then wh-.....Your eyes widened to the size of plates as you slowly turned your head back down to the field where Leon and Raihan was. ...Leon was here organizing this whole thing...But the Chairman wasn't.

".....Oh no!"

Raihan made his way back to the middle of the field without a care in the world. After all he had been here multiple times challenging Leon for the title in other Champion Cups. So he was used to this right now. The arm he had been waving going back to relax on his hip as he stopped in front of his long time rival with an amused smirk. Blue eyes meeting gold. "Waiting for me as always? Aw.~ You shouldn't have. If it makes this easier you can just leave and let me win."

The golden eyes smiled. "Hehe. As tempting as that is we both know I won't do that. I would say that I'm surprised you made it this far, but we've done this so many times it's practically a family tradition now."

Raihan lazily shrugged. "What can I say? I'm good at my job. But I will give you kudos for endorsing strong trainers. They actually gave me a challenge. By the way how is that brother of yours? I heard you took him to the 'babysitter'."

Leon chuckled and shook his head. "Hop's just fine. I'm proud my trainers was able to make it this far."

Raihan chuckled back before smirking. "Yeah. It was nice of you to give me a challenge. But now I think it's time for an even greater challenge don't you think?"

Leon inhaled taking a moment to shiver against the cold wind and snowflakes falling on him. "..The tense still air on the pitch and the exact opposite from the audience cheering and yelling. They're both fantastic wouldn't you say?"

"I hear ya." With a turn of his head, Raihan looked upwards towards the snow falling down and the sun setting down. In a few hours it will be the new year. Many people celebrating and watching them. "It can be easy to get distracted by it all."

"But remember the audience is also a bit cruel. They want nothing more than to see one of us lose after all. It can fill you with fear knowing that, but I absolutely love pushing past that fear! I love giving it everything I've got as a trainer and seeing my team give everything they've got to seize another victory." Raihan slowly looked from the sky and back towards Leon who smiled. "It's the greatest feeling in the world and I can't get enough of it! I can feel my partners itching with anticipation inside their pokeballs! We're going to have a real Champion Time this year!"

"...Hmph. Always had a way with words Lee. No wonder you can get a crowd going with just a speech. But I've got to let you know." he pointed finger guns at him. "I've got three kids who look up to me personally, and I promised to make them proud by finally beating you today. And let me tell you." Leon watched as those ocean blue eyes turned slightly up towards the windows where he knew they must've been watching. "I never let my fans down. So as you're rival, you'll have to excuse me for taking that title from you."

Leon chuckled. "You can try but you're also forgetting something. I'm the Galar Region's Champion Leon! Me and Charizard and the rest of our team will use all our knowledge and experience to crush you completely, Raihan."

"Heh. I guess we'll just have to see who can out dazzle the other then." He winked. "After all how am I supposed to tease you if I can't make ya jealous over winning that babysitter gal?~"

Leon blinked. ".....What?"

Raihan's sly smile returned as he rose his brow. "Oh don't play dumb on that. Mr. I'm-Going-To-Give-This-Girl-Money-And-Gifts-Only-The-Champion-Can-Get-His-Hands-On. I know you spent all that time swooning her with that pretty scarf and all the free invitations."

"I-I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!!" Leon quickly stammered face red which only made his rival laugh loudly.

"We both know you're lying! I've known you for too long to not know when you've got a pupplio crush on someone! And as a man of romance myself, I happen to know all the ways of love-"

"PIERS!!," Leon quickly interrupted the amused gym leader all of a sudden. "H-How is he anyways? I saw you practically carrying him off the field. The fall he took was pretty brutal."

Raihan paused for a moment blinking before sighing and shaking his head. "He seemed alright but he thinks he might've busted his arm. Took off with to the Wyndon Hospital."

Leon hummed looking a little concerned and coughed thankful he was able to quickly advert Raihan's teasing...For now. "That's for the best. When I'm done here I'll go see if he's alright."

"You and me both. But I think for now we have another matter to settle."

Leon nodded. "The show must go on. Let's make sure to make Piers proud by putting on a good show for everyone."

"THE CHAMPION MATCH SHALL NOW BEGIN!! BATTLERS PLEASE GET TO YOUR PLACES AND READY YOUR POKEMON!!"

The two turned and began walking to their places once getting there the two most powerful trainers in Galar turning to face one another. Pokeballs in hands and the cold wind whipping the snowflakes around them both in some kind of flurry, waiting for the cue from the announcer to start the match. But that's not what they had gotten. Instead what happened was that the ground shook, which wouldn't have been too shocking considering this was a stadium made to withstand dynamaxing pokemon. But that wasn't the cause of the rubble. The ground shook like an earthquake on a sugar rush for a few but long feeling seconds, during that time both men on the field wobbled around arms flailing for balance before the earth collapsed in the middle of the field and a stream of blood red poured out of the frozen earth and into the dark sky above. Lighting the sky like some sick firework. Horror riddled across both men's faces as they stood there, as loose dirt and gravel was spewed their way from it. The harsh red light reflected in their shocked gold and blue eyes. And then among the red lights screams of panic began to scream out from the masses and the monitor turned on with a familiar face and voice.

"Hello there Leon and Raihan." Both men turned to the monitor hands over their eyes to shield from the harsh light and just barely making out the face of none other than the Chairman hacking into the giant screen. "Just letting you know I think it's time I brought about the Darkest Day. For the sake of Galar's future of course. But I'm in a bit of a pickle. The energy released by the Darkest Day is too much for me to contain. I'm sorry it's come to this. But it's you who forced my hand Leon. You refused to listen." And then the monitor cut out-

There was a high pitched scream as soon as the red light burst out of the ground making the whole place shake and on instinct you reached out and snatched the nearest screaming child into your arms in a protective hold. Allister whimpered and locked onto you as you pulled his scared form to you. Wide eyed you stared as the red light took up everything around the field and the two men fleeing from the field as a result. You didn't notice, but Hop and the twins did. As a result the three of them fled from the room, slamming the door behind them as everyone else was too busy panicking or watching the red light in horror. AND. YOU. REMEMBERED!! During the game's final battle between the player and Leon it would be interrupted by Chairman Rose in a crazy plan to 'help' everyone by releasing the ancient evil pokemon Eternatus that would bring destruction to all! But the player and Hop manages to team up with the two dog-like legendary pokemon to combat it at Hammerlocke Stadium where the Chairman's power plant was after receiving the ancient shield and sword from Postwick!! THAT'S WHAT YOU'VE BEEN FORGETTING THIS ENTIRE TIME!! Which meant that-...Your head snapped around you at the remaining children who were there. The triplets were huddled together, Elsa had her little brothers hanging onto her looking horrified, Bede and Felix could only look on in horror at what they were seeing, Marnie stood still where she was with her hands against the window too shocked at what happened to move, and Allister clung onto you scared out of his mind. But Gloria, Hop, and Victor were GONE!! WHERE DID THOSE THREE GO!? ....Oh NO- Your head whipped to the door and with Allister in your arms you RAN to the door, throwing it open to meet the sight of many, MANY league staff running up and down the halls and in and out of the many rooms around them. But no signs of any of those three missing children.

"HOP!? GLORIA!?", you yelled desperately snapping your head either way as the dread and sinking feeling in your gut sank into realization. Your arms reaching to cradle the whimpering boy in your arms. No...NO! NONONONONONO!!! THIS COULDN'T BE HAPPENING NOW! "VICTOR!?"

It was no use...They were gone. On their way back to Postwick in order to get the ancient sword and shield of the fallen heroes from the Slumbering Wield then off to where ever the Chairman was. ....YOU HAD TO GO AFTER THEM!! GAME PLAY BE DARNED THEY WERE JUST KIDS!! YOU HAD TO LEAVE AND HELP THEM!! And you would've....if something hadn't held you back. The whimper in your arms snapped you back in reality..and you slowly turned back into the room. All the children were still in there terrified and crying out from the shock as the sounds of panic set in. You couldn't leave these children here alone!! With three taking off to danger was bad, but you couldn't just leave all the others here by themselves!! Especially since Allister refused to not let go....Which a panicked whirled mind you made a choice. You stepped back in. And closed the door. Choosing to turn around and try to calm down the frightened children...Heh. Easier said than done. With Allister refusing to let go of you, you somehow managed to herd Elsa away from the window view and sit with her brothers on the couch. Two of which were crying while another kept asking where their mother and big brother were. Poor baby. You wished you could answer his question. Once or twice one of them would try to leave but you dragged them back and told them they had to stay unless they be swept up in the chaos. You tried not to look out the windows to see hundreds of people panicking, and screaming instead ordering everyone and pulling a couple to come sit down away from the windows as well and sit on the couch. Bouncing Allister in your other hand trying to keep him calm at the same time of calming down the others. You didn't blame them for panicking and being scared, but you weren't going to just let a bunch of young kids wonder around by themselves and get swept up in the chaos. You knew where the other three were heading. You didn't want anyone else panicking anymore than they should've with everyone sitting on the couch you took a head count of everyone and by some Miracle everyone except for the 3 missing teenagers were accounted for. But the next few hours weren't easy. Everything blurred as the skies grew dark and the MORE and MORE anxious you became. Practically sweating buckets by the time the sky had gone completely dark. You were worried scared! Pacing back and forth in front of the door as lots of people still shouted and ran around on the outside while you bounced Allister who clung to you and assured all the other kids it would be alright. Until you almost dropped Allister when the door all of a sudden behind you open. You yelped and jumped forward, giving a yell before turning around-....And breathed a sigh of absolute relief when none other was Ms. Opal stood there. The old woman didn't look the least bit bothered as she slowly walked into the room and calmly looked around, spotting Bede's shocked expression at seeing her.

"I came for that behavioral report."

You stared at her blank faced and numb for a moment before shaking your head. "I- He's fine!" You gestured a hand. "Bede's fine! But I need to ask a favor of you." The older woman rose a brow as you, as much as you hated to, started prying Allister from you. "There's some friends of mine who might get really hurt! If I don't go after them they're going to get in big trouble! PLEASE! Will you please take care of these guys until everyone comes back? I know I shouldn't ask but-"

The older woman held up a hand. "I am more than capable to handle these children."....Well that was pretty fast. And for some reason you believed she could if she can handle Bede. She held out her hands for Allister who was whimper at you prying him away. "Hand over the boy. You've handled the roles of ours long enough."

You sighed and nodded. "Thank you. Thank you so much." You finished untangling Allister from yourself before handing him over to Opal who easily took him into her arms. "Silver!" With a chirp the shiny pokemon came running over and in an instant you swept him up into your arms and made a beeline for the door. "THANK YOU AGAIN!!" You called over your shoulder to the older woman who nodded at you're retreating form.

With Silver in your arms you RAN through the building to the elevator practically spamming the down button as people ran around you Silver under one arm until with a ding the doors closed and down you went. Your heart pumping and lungs heaving with anticipation. The hotel. You HAD to get back to the hotel. As soon as the doors opened back up you RAN past all the people especially the ones giving you looks and out the lobby and stadium doors you went. With how crowded and noisy it was outside you would've thought the world was ending. And it might thanks to that airhead Chairman! WHAT ON EARTH WAS HE THINKING!? ...Ok. You get it was the gameplay. BUT WHAT WAS HE THINKING!? You ran directly into the crowds with silver under one arm and SHOVED your way through the crowds and through the streets. You didn't care how long it took you HAD to get to that hotel!! By some miracle your brain tuned out the noises and feeling of bodies pressing against you as you swam through the crowds, and made your way through. Despite it being dark you managed to remember your way through the crowds and someone made it to the less crowdy streets where you were free to run the rest of the way through the night and towards the giant fancy hotel. You didn't stop. Even when you barged into the fancy gold lobby and startled the hotel staff. You ran straight to the elevator, hoped into it, and spammed your floor's button until the doors closed. You waited with baited breath as you went up..Until with a ding the doors opened and you flew in. The first room you checked on instinct for them was the guys' room. No signs of Hop or Victor. In fact their things were gone too and the only thing left behind that they were there at all was the unmade bed. Leaving that behind, you raced to the room you shared with Gloria and threw that open as well. The same thing. Unmade bed and Gloria's things were gone indicating they had left. But your pack still laid where you left it that morning. Without hesitation you ran to it and grabbed the pack, throwing it over your shoulders as you ran back out. Good thing you packed everything away already. You HAD to get to Postwick!! Spamming the elevator back down to the ground floor, you ran up to the front desk startling the man behind it and DEMANDED to know where the train out of Wyndon was. As luck would have it, it was just a little bit past the square and near the stadium. You didn't hesitate to run back out and into the cold weather outside. Snowflakes and wind still falling from the storm clouds above. If you were lucky they might still be there having missed the afternoon train and be waiting for the night train instead. Lungs burning from the cold and tiredness you felt but your determination pushed you on until you got to the train station back through the big crowds. You were sweating, breathing heavily and Silver looked ready to pass out from the sheer stress of it all. You must've looked a shocking sight to the station master who blinked as you stumbled up to the booth he was in breathing heavily and reaching a hand out to grab the wall.

"P-PLEASE!! *GASP* When's....*wheeeeeeze* T-the next *gaaaaassp* T-TRAIN!?", you forced yourself to talk between gasps of air into your overworked lungs.

The man blinked before sputtering, "I-I- Not until morning, Miss. The night train's left almost two hours ago now."

THAT wouldn't stop you. Right then and there, you put Silver down, and reached into your pocket. Pulling out some of the last remaining money you had, you slapped it down on the counter heavily breathing still. "G-Give...*GASP* ticket-...F-For next....*gasp* one!"

The conductor did end up giving you a train ticket for the next one just a few hours away and you did NOT sleep a wink that night. Holding Silver in your arms as you sat there worried out of your mind as he fell asleep in your arms for hours, not being able to bring yourself to sleep. HOW COULD YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN THIS!? YOU REMEMBERED THE REST OF THE GAME! WHY DIDN'T YOU REMEMBER THIS BEFORE IT HAPPENED!? ..Didn't matter right now. You HAD to catch up with them. Hours passed and FINALLY at around six in the morning the first train of the day came in and you didn't hesitate. Rushing up despite the tired feeling in your bones jostling Silver from his slumber. You shoved your ticket into the slot on the gate ways and made your way through the open doors. Going to the nearest seat and just plopping yourself down. As if it would take off as soon as you did. And after about fifthteen more minutes the doors closed and off you went towards Postwick. Days passed as you traveled more and more by train. Resuming your routine of BARELY sleeping on the seats during the nights and just sitting, watching, worrying out the window. The same thoughts circling over and over and OVER again in your head. How could have forgotten? The one thing you should've known and you forgotten...You HAD to make sure they were ok. The silence of the train combined with your lonesome....Had it always been this quiet? Usually by now if you were with one of them Hop would go on a speech about amazing history facts or Victor would be telling you something related to his hobbies. Heck. At one point you could've sworn Gloria would be right there with a bright smile and shoving her phone in your face to watch something she found cool...You would take anything over the silence. You always had silence at home if your mother wasn't nagging you and you had come to like the silence more than her voice, but now....You would take them having a petty fight over the still silence. Your only saving grace was Silver who when he wasn't laying on the table or seat would dig in your pack for food and shove something for you to eat into your hands with a demanding chirp and would screech if you didn't eat it then and there in front of him. He may have been a pain, but at least he was your pain. You weren't sure exactly how much time had flown past since you had left Wyndon, days were blurring together, but you did notice the city turned into farmland a long time into this trip. ....That must've meant you were getting close right? Everytime you stopped and it wasn't Wedgeherst you mumbled curses under your breath and praying for the train to just GO already until it finally did. One night you just couldn't sleep. Letting your head touch the cold glass of the window, about to nod off before jolting back awake and repeating the cycle until-

"ZZZTT. Attention Passengers!," the conductor announced over the speakers to anyone left on board. "We'll be arriving at Wedgeherst Station within ten minutes. That is all."

You IMMEDIATELY STOOD WIDE AWAKE!! WEDGEHERST!! THAT WAS IT!! You once again jolted Silver awake when you abruptly grabbed him up into your arms with your pack and stood with a determined face. This was it! Maybe you'd catch them here! And how did you know it was Wedgehurst? Well the familiar town and the farm houses with flocks of wooloo the shepherds were herding in the fields as you all went past gave it away before you arrived around six in the morning at the train station. Flying off the train like a rapidash on a sugar rush! You burst into the familiar woodened stadium panting ...and looking around. Everything looked the same from the wooden floors to the man at the booth who blinked towards you rushing in.

"Attention Passengers! The morning train leaving Wedgehurst Station will depart in fifthteen minutes! Please exit or enter the train within that time. That's all!"

Fifthteen minutes. YOU ONLY HAD FIFTHTEEN MINUTES TO GET BACK ONTO THAT TRAIN AND GET TO HAMMERLOCKE BEFORE IT LEFT YOU STRANDED!! Rushing to think your head shot to the man in the booth and he jolted when you dashed up to him panting and clearly distressed!! He would know surely if a trio of teenagers got onto the train sometime before you. You stared at him hard before speaking.

"HEY! Excuse me!," you yelled despite him being right there making him blink more. Considering how small this town was and how this guy had a job here he must've been local! Which meant he would surely know who Leon's family was being semi celebs here, "I need to know if three kids ever got on this train here recently! One was a guy with purple hair! It's an emergency!"

the man didn't respond for a moment, only blinking. Before he rose a brow. "I-...Well yes recently there was a couple kids who got on."

"How long ago!?"

"I-...I d-don't know! A day..maybe a day and a half ago??"

One or two days! So you weren't that far behind them! Reaching back into your pocket, you slapped whatever money you had left on that booth. "I need a ticket for the morning train RIGHT N O W!!"

The man scared by your yelling, did indeed give you your ticket. Without looking back, you immediately used it to board back onto the train to ride it back to Hammerlocke. You weren't far behind them then! That was good! Bad news though you were still behind! Which meant you had to catch up as fast as you could! Feeling more determined, you steeled your worries to the side and pushed on. This time sleeping and eating better to keep up your strength as the train went along. Paying attention to every stop and announcement the conductor made, checking to make sure it was the right stop. OH!! WHEN YOU GOT YOUR HANDS ON THAT ROSE GUY HE WAS IN BIG BIG TROUBLE!!! The train continued on and on and your worry grew less, your angry growing in it's place. THAT GUY WAS SO DEAD MEAT!! The train carried you on and on. Day after day. Night after night. Until one fateful morning when you again couldn't manage to sleep-

"Attention Passengers! The morning train will be arriving at Hammerlocke Station in ten mintues! That's all!"

HAMMERLOCKE!! THIS WAS IT!! YOUR STOP!! Standing up you immediately began walking your way over to the doors and stood there as the train rattled on. Eventually slowing to a stop coming near the city. Slowly the train came to a stop and the doors open to the cold air and the dark morning greeted you. No light to be found yet are you immediately ran out of the train and into Hammerlocke's familiar stadium. Running past you noticed the small curry place in the corner you recognized and knew! You were in Hammerlocke alright! But no one was here! Most likely because the place had been evacuated like in the game when the player arrived, only to find Raihan there-...And like in game you would also find him. Stepping out of the pokemon center, you turned in the night and booked it down the castle looking street up towards the deserted gym where you would know they would head. And you heard...Yelling? The closing you got you heard it louder. And then you saw it. DRAGON BOY!! Raihan was there! He looked to be horrified as he gazed at the sky above him.

Breathing heavily, you raced right towards them. "RAIHAN!!"

Your voice echoed all around the otherwise deserted pace as your feet slapped against the pavement heading right towards the two guys who seemed shocked to see you of all people there. Raihan blinking. "....Y-Y/n?!''

Raihan nearly fell over as you harshly grabbed him and shook his jacket with surprising strength "WHERE'S HOP AND GLORIA!? AND WHERE'S VICTOR!?"

"They ran on ahead into the stadium." He spoke eyes spinning as he shook his head. "I tried to stop them...Honest I did. But they were too fast for me to catch them." He pointed up. "Then that appeared just before you grabbed me!"

You felt your stomach drop. "WHAT!?"

"The city was evacuated when Leon got here. I'm supposed to be in there helping him but then these guys side blinded me when they rushed in! It's not safe for you here!"

You stared at him silently before faster than Raihan could comprehend, you turned and started running away from him Silver at your heels.

He blinked. "H-HEY! WAIT A MINUTE!! IT'S TOO DANGEROUS TO GO IN THERE!" And he ran after your form.

You didn't stop. You already knew the way anyways! The player would go into the stadium and take that fancy elevator down into the powerplant, fight the Chairman, and then take another lift to the very top of the roof where they would find Leon and battle Eternatus! So that's EXACTLY where you went. Right into the stadium, around the corner and right up to that fancy lift. Practically spamming the down button on the thing until it dinged and the doors opened.

"HEY, SASSY!! WAIT UP A MINUTE!!" You ignored Raihan as you immediately stepped into the elevator, unfortunately he was able to catch up fast enough to jump into the lift as well just before the doors closed and with a ding noise the two of you descended. He breathed a bit shivering from the cold outside before looking around the lift...before to you're angry face staring at the doors. "H-Hey. What's up with you bursting in like this? How'd you even manage to get into Hammerlocke in the first place?!"

"I took the train!," you answered truthfully, "Guess you forgot to shut down the entrance from the station." He blinked surprised. "Look! Those kids are in trouble and you sure as heck aren't stopping me from helping them! Where's Leon?"

He held up his hands. "Hey. Take it easy there." He pointed a finger up. "He flew in a little while ago while we were evacuating but I don't know what's been going on up there."

"You'll see soon enough."

He didn't know what that meant, and you didn't answer anymore only looking ahead as you continued down. Until another Ding noise rang out and the doors opened. You didn't even wait for him immediately running out and down the metal platform. A giant opening to the right was where you would find where the player would battle the Chairman. AND FROZE!! Almost tripping over your own feet and falling onto your face as someone came around the corner and Raihan caught up to you. You both watched wide eyed as none other than the Chairman himself casually walked around the corner like it was just another day at the office, straightening his tie! But paused seeing the both of you there. For a moment all three of you stared at one another before a sigh came from the older man who shook his head.

"I see that I'm seeing a lot of familiar faces today."

....You scowled and pointed at him walking forward. "WHERE'S HOP AND GLORIA!? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THEM!?"

Mr. Rose simply turned his head to the other elevator at the end of the hall. "I'm afraid you just missed them. You see they are on their way up to see dear Leon. Unfortunately I'm afraid they're lacking. If they couldn't get to the end of the tournament what hope would they have to help Leon?" YOUR. RAGE. B O I L E D. "Yes. I'm afraid we're all doomed."

He looked back to you. You were already walking for him when you asked where the two went, but he hadn't expected was when two smaller but strong hands GRABBED the front of his suit jacket, and with surprising strength, SLAMMED the man to the side against the wall. Which made a metal thud when he got slammed against his back, one arm forcibly laying itself across his chest to make sure he couldn't move. His light green eyes stared down at you wide eyed as did Raihan. Both men stared at you as you snarled like a beast teeth clenched.

"Listen here you stupid old man," you growled through your teeth, lowly, threatening in a way the Chairman was NOT used to seeing since he absolutely froze under your grip. "This is all YOUR fault! How dumb were you to see that this wouldn't save Galar!? That monster you unleashed will kill everyone in it's path and you decided to release it anways!?" You snapped. "IF ANY OF THOSE KIDS ARE HURT WHEN I GET UP THERE I SWEAR NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO I WILL FIND YOU AND MAKE YOU W I S H THAT ETERNATUS HAD FOUND YOU BEFORE I DID!!"

With a last shove to him, you turned and RAN down the hallway and to the elevator. Spamming the button open and hopping in. Pushing the up button for dear life until the doors closed and with a ding you started upwards. Both men stood there stunned for a long moment before the Chairman looked over at the sound of footsteps and looked over to Raihan ABSOLUTELY ANGRY at him despite the calm look he held.

"....I could threaten you more for destroying my gym, but I think her words work well enough for me."

You breathed heavily, panting in fear as the elevator took you up and up and up towards the roof. Until with another ding noise sounded and you ran out. Turning and following the red stairs up...And what you were met with stopped you in your tracks. Wind blew all around you like crazy. The roof completely destroyed. Purple storm and lightning all around you as pieces of the roof whirled. And in front of you was a battle. A battle between four pokemon and two kids all fighting a GIANT SKELETON WORM THING!! Two of the four pokemon in front of the kids dog like...And you stared. THE BATTLE AGAINST THE BIG BAD ENEMY!! This was it and you recognized those pokemon! The legendary ones from the game cases depending if you bought Pokemon Sword or Pokemon Shield. They must've been in the final stages of this battle! In the game the player and Hop battled with those two in order to capture Eternatus and then eventually win after Leon couldn't-.....LEON!? Your head whipped to the side and your eyes widened in shock at what you saw. Leon's proud Charizard, hurt and knocked out laying on the ground and the Champion himself not looking too hot. Looking as if he was standing with a limp, covered in bruises and scraps and beside him was Victor. Leon half holding the boy behind him in a protective stance, even in danger against a legendary he was still prepared to protect his little siblings. CLANK!! You gave a yell and jumped away as a metal piece of the once roof finally broke lose from the wind and slammed onto the ground right next to you. THAT WAS CLOSE!! Just a few more inches and it would've completely crushed your legs! Raihan was right! This place was too dangerous for anyone to be here! ...Your head snapped up and around towards Leon, as a heavy looking piece of roof came right for his hurt form and Victor shivering just behind him. And your eyes widened....YOU. RAN!! Right for them arms out and one goal in mind.

"LEON LOOK OUT!!"

Leon barely had time to turn his head to you before a force suddenly hit his chest strong enough to knock him out of the pathway of the falling roof piece having a domino effect as his body collided with Victor and shoved him back. But replacing you with it. With no time to dodge out of the way from impact as the thing slammed into you. Pain exploding.

....And then everything went black.

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A Champion Time For The Heart Ch28 The Champion Cup P2

(Warning: Someone does get hurt with a hurt arm and someone does get knocked out And Leon is a lil hurt from his Eternatus confrontation but don't worry. They're all ok.)

So Hop lost to Raihan?...You shook your head before putting Allister down. The small boy ended up pulling your arm and pointing towards the cabinets again wanting a replacement hot chocolate for the one that he spilt earlier which you complied into making for him. ..Along with all the other kids who shouted for refills. Sigh. Oh well. At least the spill was cleaned up and no was else was fighting. But still...You could barely believe this was happening. Not that it was peaceful. But the fact that Hop would be the one who was going to fight Leon instead of one of the player avatars, Victor or Gloria. Not that you didn't think Hop wasn't strong because he was a strong trainer, but the story line took a 180 degree you weren't expecting at all. You could never have predicted Hop would've been the one to battle his way through the champion cup but you guessed Raihan must've been too strong to win against in a one vs one battle style. Well that would explain why Hop was here with you guys now and the twins were gushing all over him asking what it was like battling his way to the second to last round and giving him congratulations for making it that far.

"Really guys. It was nothing!," he assured then raising his hands before sighing defeatedly. "I didn't even get to make it past Raihan to Lee anyways. *sigh* So much for becoming the world's first champion brothers."

"Ye still tried your best. That's all that mattered. 'Sides, ye got farther than me!"

"Yeah. But you got pretty good run in yourself in the semifinals!"

"Aw! Thanks, Hoppy!"

Gloria smiled at Hop gratefully. Beside her Bede rose a brow between her and Hop before raising a hand and coughing loudly. Gaining her attention. "*AHEM*....Yes. This is ..all well and good." He peeked one eye open at Gloria who blinked at him before looking away again. "I suppose some congratulations is in order. You were..very good out there. I'm surprised you were strong enough to last through to the semifinals. I may have underestimated by rival's perseverance."

Gloria blinked surprised but smiled at him. "Well that's a surprisingly nice thing ye would say 'bout me. Thanks, Bede."

You didn't miss the light pink of Bede's cheeks...and neither did Hop who scowled at him. "*ahem* Y-Your welcome. It's only natural to comment on one's strength if they get far."

"Yeah!" Hop narrowed his eyes at Bede. "Great job out there, Gloria! You did your best."

Sigh. Those two were going to be a handful It was..kinda a blur but you had set Allister back down in his seat by the window, thanked Victor for making sure things didn't delve into further chaos, and then went about making a LOT more coco for everyone around you who wanted another cup. Which was almost everyone. You absolutely made sure Allister got a replacement cup to replace the one that he had spilt a little while ago. When everyone was satisfied with the hot coco, you were about to go sit down when you remembered. Hop probably hadn't eaten anything yet. Everyone else had burgers and countless amounts of hot chocolate, but he probably hadn't eaten anything too busy focusing on battling. You'd better make him one of those ramen cups so he'd have something in his stomach- B O O M!! The entire place shook again as a gigantic boom went off outside shaking the entire stadium. You had to grip the cabinet to not fall over before it quickly stopped. What the world was THAT!?

"IT'S A MIRACLE FOLKS!! THE FIREY FIERCE FIGHTER KABU!! HAS BEEN DEFEATED!! THE TALL, DARK, AND MYSTERIOUS PIERS HAS EARNT THE RIGHT TO BATTLE IN THE FINAL ROUND!!" Oh! Was THAT what that was? The crowd cheered and Marnie stood there staring out the window. Her blue eyes suddenly slightly narrowed staring out and down to the field. "BATTLERS PLEASE EXIT THE FIELD FOR REPAIRS AND PREPARE FOR THE FINAL MATCH TO DETERMINE WHICH GYM LEADER WILL BE LUCKY ENOUGH TO COMPETE AGAINST CHAMPION LEON FOR THE FINAL MATCH OF THE CHAMPION CUP!!"

You slowly let go of the cabinets and minded your own business as you made another cup of ramen for Hop, and along with his cup of coco, and brought it over to him. All the while swiveling your head around and keeping check on all the kids there. Making a head count. One, two, three- Ok! All fourteen children (now including Hop) were accounted for and safe. Hop smiled and thanked you for the food once you handed it to him and you finally got the chance to sit down on one of the couches with a sigh. Almost as soon as you did, Silver slunk over and plopped himself next to you curled up like a cat. Well good news. You didn't have to worry about anything else at the moment. Bad news....Now you had to deal with ANOTHER giant problem. The game for whatever reason was...derailed. Derailed harder than a train flying off the tracks at a million miles per hour. So now begged the question. HOW WERE YOU GOING TO GET HOME NOW!? If the only chances you had of getting home were riding on the game ending then how would you get home now? Would you still go home once the Champion Cup was over? Would it really matter if Gloria or Victor wasn't the one battling Leon in the end? ...You shook your head stomach in knots. You didn't know. There was only one thing to do. You'd have to wait with the others and watch the last two battles of the entire finals. Would Raihan or Piers be the one to battle Leon in the end? With a sigh you leaned back. Wonder what those guys were up to now? Was Raihan taking selfies before his big match? Was Piers getting a new song ready to sing for audience as he battled his way through the champion cup? You had no idea.

"Thanks for the food, Y/n!" You turned to Hop gratefully holding the ramen cup. "I haven't eaten anything all day. Nice to have something warm in me."

You smiled at him. "Hey. No problem. I'm surprised you've eaten three of those now. Must've been real hungry huh?"

He smiled a bit embarrassed but you smiled. Wasn't his fault. You probably would've been hungry too having to just battle in the cold and focus on your pokemon most of the day. You had been trying to not fall down the rabbithole of worry with your thoughts about the unusual circumstances and focused your energy into talking and playing with some of the kids, and making Hop some food. Which you didn't mind at all, keeps you busy. All the while Marnie had been standing at the window looking out with that narrowed eye thinking face of hers. And for good reason, but you hadn't noticed being too busy taking care of everyone there until Bede had perked up towards the window..and hummed before asking.

"Isn't that field repaired yet?"

You had looked up from Silver for a moment and blinked at him. "Huh? What makes you say that?"

He rolled his eyes but answered. "We've been sitting here for nearly two hours now!" He complained gaining the attention of everyone else who looked at him. "The next match should have started long before now!" He threw a hand towards the window. "We should we watching the Champion defending his title RIGHT THIS SECOND!!"

That made Hop look towards the window as well with a confused look. "Huh...As much as I hate to admit it, Bede's right. Piers and Raihan should've already battled by now. I wonder what's keeping them?"

"Well maybe the field is still being repaired?," you offered.

Hop shook his head. "Can't be. Field Repairs usually only take thirty or forty minutes. An hour at most if the field's really banged up and it's already been repaired.." he took a moment to pull out his phone to check the time. "...About an hour and twenty five minutes ago." He looked back towards the window again with narrowed eyes. "That's not normal unless something's wrong."

"What could have gone wrong-"

It was at THAT exact moment that that the intercom voice came back ON.

"SORRY FOR THE DELAY FOLKS!! TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES!! BUT NOW WE'RE BACK AND HERE IT IS!! THE LAST MATCH OF THE FINALS!" The crowd cheered and almost everyone sitting down stood up to immediately make a beeline to the windows and so did you. "WHO WILL EARN THE RIGHT TO CHALLENGE THE UNBEATABLE CHAMPION LEON!? WILL IT BE THE BRILLIANT ROCKSTAR PIERS!? OR WILL IT BE THE ONLY TRAINER THAT CHAMPION LEON CALLS HIS RIVAL!! THE TAMER OF DRAGONS RAIHAN!?"

The crowd roared from his announcement as the two gym leaders made their way out onto the field both their faces lit up on the screen. Both meeting each other in the middle of the field. Here we go. Icy wind blew around the two as they met at the center of the field. Electric blue eyes meeting dark ocean blue ones as both Dark and Dragon gym leaders made eye contact. Piers barely suppressed a shiver as the cold winter wind bit his pale skin and made his long hair blow around him. His neutral face meeting the smiling face of his friend.

"BATTLERS PLEASE GET TO YOUR PLACES!!" At the sound of the announcer both men turn. Piers pausing to give one upwards towards the windows high above for the VIP lounge. Oh right. You turned your head to Marnie. He must've known his little sister was up here watching him. "READY YOUR POKEMON!! GET SET!! BATTLE BEGIN!!"

There was no grand THUD sound when Piers pulled out his microphone to stamp to the ground in one hand and pokeball in the other! Having thrown it out as soon as the announcer said to, challenging Raihan to dare make a move against him. And the pokemon were sent out. Piers Skuntank verses Raihan's torkaol!

"LET'S START THIS OFF WITH A LIGHT TO CHASE AWAY THE DARKNESS!! DROUGHT HIGH AND PROUD!!", Raihan had yelled out immediately on sight practically roaring out his command. And in an instant the slow looking turtle pokemon immediately did as it was told. With a giant huff a tan-sandy like fog was exploded from it's back shell and spread throughout half the stadium in a bright light. Piers stared narrowed eyed at it until suddenly a bright flash of light erupted from it. The skuntank yelling out in pain from it as it's master held up an arm to it. "HOW DO YOU LIKE MY TORKOAL'S NEW MOVE!? TOOK A WHILE TO LEARN THIS ONE!! GETS THE SUNLIGHT BURNING REAL HARSH!!"

"M' all for a good spotlight! But I think I'd rather settle for a little SMOKESCREEN!!" The skuntank obeying it's master's commands opened it's mouth, and a torrent of abyss fell from it's maw.

From above you all watched as the field was covered half in lit up fog and black smoke, as if day and night was fighting against one another. It was fascinating. But there was one problem....You couldn't even see what was happening and neither could either gym leaders. How could either tell who was winning if it was either too dark or too bright for either to see? Marnie leaned in closer pressing a hand to the frosted glass as she watched closely.

"Nice counter, Piers! But you're forgetting I can still get my way through to see you! USE SOLAR BEAM TO PART THAT SMOKE!!" The barely visible torkoal gladly obeyed the command by opening it's shell and let a ball of light come thro-

"SCREECH YOUR HOPES HIGH!!" It was then that a figure shot up from right beside the turtle looking pokemon from the dirt at it's side and before it could even turn it's head an ear piercing SCREAM tore through the air! The torkaol gave some kind of yell itself of sharp pain through it's skull that was drowned out by the screech. Raihan gave a growl of pain himself both hands shooting to his own ears! "BITE!!!" Any more screaming from the torkoal was immediately cut off by fangs latching around his neck and with a swift yank the turtle pokemon was helplessly flipped onto its side. "BRING ME YOUR PREY!!"

Raihan could only see the silhouette of his torkoal through the slowly dissipating bright fog before in one swift movement it was yanked backwards back into the heavy smokescreen it had created earlier. His eyes widening to the size of plates as if the earth itself had just swallowed the both of them whole. "TORKOAL!!"

You stood there stunned as did everyone else who had witnessed the fast attacks A FREAKING SKUNTANK DID TO THAT POKEMON!! Then again...Piers had raised it well enough that thing could almost keep up with a scorbunny despite it's bulk and size. You weren't surprised it was fast and strong enough to pull a torkoal like that, but how did it sneak up on it?? It was too big to just crawl without Raihan being able to see it's shadow in the lit up fog even if it was near blinding. You all watched with baited breaths until a moment later barreling out of the slowly disappearing smokescreen came the skuntanks running on all fours like a mini furry tank and dragging along the poor torkoal on it's side as it useless flailed. It ran straight towards Piers who pointed his hand towards the nearest boundary line and with a sharp turn you had seen it use on Gloria's scorbunny, it turned hard right and barreled towards it.

"TORKOAL YOUR BACK IS TOWARDS IT!! USE SOLAR BEAM TO HIT IT IN THE SIDE!!"

Piers with his hand still outstretched gave a flick of his wrist the skuntank did a twirl and SLAMMED the torkoal down onto the ground before it could even respond to Raihan's orders, before continuing to run towards the boundary line. What they- He didn't even give the pokemon an order! How was-...Did- Did Piers train it to respond a certain way to his hand motions? Either way the skuntank ran at full speed charging towards that line before stopping and releasing it's jaws. As a result the poor turtle went round and round head over shells from the speed and throw it received flipping around and around until it finally landed on it's stomach, body half laying across the line.

"Raihan's torkoal has been thrown out of bounds! Therefore the Mighty Piers is the winner of match one of Round Four!" The crowd roared regardless of the fight you had just witnessed and you sighed. Watching as Piers once again made a motion with his hand in the universal sign of 'Come here', and watching the skuntank paddle up to it's training. Rubbing his body against Piers's leg in the way a cat would and Raihan returned his poor pokemon. "Ok folks! What a quick start to thing's but now it's time for the second match! Get your pokemon ready!" Piers also returned his skuntank, not bothering to take his eyes off Raihan.

"I'm impressed! Again!" Raihan made a finger gun towards Piers. "Wasn't expecting you to take me down so fast like that! Really caught me off guard."

"Then don't bloody leave two feet of space below your fog for us to crawl sideways under! Can't light us up if the light doesn't even touch us!"

Smirking, Raihan held up another pokeball. "Thanks for the tip. I'll be sure to work on that flaw."

"Ready!? Let the second match begin!!"

Up next was Piers's liepard against Raihan Goodra. You watched with wide eyes and baited breath as Pier's mostly directed the pokemon with single commands or hand gestures as the two pokemon battled it out. Ultimately ending with Raihan winning the second match. Raihan sure was a strong trainer and it showed in the next round as well when it was his turtonator verses Piers's malamar and completely destroyed Piers in the process. Past the third round now and so far it was Piers one Raihan two. Oh you hoped this didn't end up in another tie.

"The fourth match of Round Four is about to begin!," the announcer blared through the cheering crowds as both men readied their fourth pokeball. "Get your pokemon ready! Let the fourth match BEGIN!!"

In a flash of light and shadow from each of the two gym leaders the two sent out their fourth pokemon. Raihan presented his flygon and Piers a toxtricity. Raihan gave a smirk pointing to Piers. "GET READY CUZ HERE WE COME!!"

"I'm waiting to be impressed then!"

Raihan smirked at Piers's snarky remark before pointing towards the toxtricity. "Let the winds blow! STREAM FORWARD SANDSTORM!!" With a loud cry from the flying pokemon, a literal whirlwind suddenly appeared and enveloped it in a tornado of sand before the thing spread out and Piers was forced to push his hand up in front of his eyes to keep the sand from them- "BREAKING SWIPE!!" The toxtricity gave it's own yell of pain as all of a sudden the flygon as fast as lightning, DOVE towards it before doing a quick roll in air and with a sickening WHACK sound nailed the toxtricity in the head before continuing it's fast flight- "STEEL WING!!"

Piers raised a wrist as the flygon flew close to the ground, but still with some space for someone to duck, with it's wings lit up a bright silver color, headed right towards the toxtricity. The poison type stared at Piers who with his hand still raised bent it back with a yell. "VENOM DRENCH!" You all watched as fast as the flygon could fly the poison type formed a toxic ball of thick purple posion smoke into it's hands and when the flygon was close enough. BENT. BACKWARDS. Like how a rockstar would bend back doing those knee slides, the toxtricity bent backwards with it's hands throwing up and by the time the flygon realized the danger it was in. It was TOO LATE!! The toxic purple ball was thrown up and with a wet splat sound a water balloon would make, it smacked right into the flygon's face as it soar over the toxtricity. The pokemon gave a shriek of surprise and perhaps pain as it's flight faltered and slammed onto the ground. Rolling a few times before fully stopping with a finally thud.

"FLYGON GET UP-''

"GIVE IT A JAB OF YOUR PERSONAL POISON!!" With a sharp twist of it's body the toxtricity turned it's back towards the struggling Flygon who was shaking his face from being drenched in the purple goo from the venom drench, and a torrent of dark purple missiles projectized from his spines. And by the time the flygon turned towards it, it was once again too late. It gave a loud cry as the multiple projectiles slammed right into it and with a heavy thud it went down to the ground. And that's where it stayed.

"FLYGON IS UNABLE TO CONTINUE BATTLE WHICH MEANS FOURTH MATCH VICTORY GOES TO GYM LEADER PIERS!!" The crowd roared in cheers as both men returned their pokemon as the announcer still spoke. They were tied. Both winning two matches each. But the question was who would win and who would lose? "BOTH POWERFUL FORCES ARE TIED TO THE MAX!! WHO WILL REIGN SUPREME TO CHALLENGE THE CHAMPION!?" From high above in the VIP lounge you all looked on intently and excitedly to see who would win the tie. Raihan's trainers cheering their mentor's inevitable victory while Marnie held one hand firmly against the glass as she watched brother intently. You watched with wide eyes wondering who would win...but one look at Raihan told you all you needed to know. "IT'S TIME FOR THE FINAL MATCH OF ROUND FOUR!! THE VICTOR SHALL GO ON TO THE CHAMPION MATCH!! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS FOLKS!! IT'S TIME TO DYNAMAX!!"

Both men took out a final pokeball. Their final chance. Piers sent out his pokeball and in a puff of dark smoke appeared that giant badger-man looking pokemon out. The cold wind beating around him as he pointed. "Face the mighty high roar of my Obstagoon!" The pokemon roaring out from Piers's introduction of the dark type. "He'll tear through your steel like paper!"

Raihan laughed at his friend producing a pokeball himself in the cold wind. "You do realize I'm the great Raihan, right!? I'll be the one to beat Leon! So first I'll beat you and then I'll just walk away today as the new Champion!" With a single pokeball in one hand, red energy filled it to the point it suddenly surged to the size of a bowling ball in his hand. With a quick pose and smile, his rotomi phone quickly snapped a picture of the Dragon Tamer before be turned around and with a hard throw single handedly tossed the ball through the air. It soared through the cold winter sky before cracking open and out came the duraludon. The stadium, Piers, and his Obstagoon wobble from the sheer force of the roaring giant pokemon hitting the ground. Piers had to desperately cling to his mic stand just to stay standing but all would be lost with Raihan one and only command to end the battle. "MAX STEELSPIKE!!"

Blue eyes widened as the crashing of the titanium spikes shot up from the ground upon the leader's command. The ground cracking open as dirt flung high and the shiny steel reflected his terror as it struck. It a crash. Piers fell. Or more like flung back by the sheer force of the ground that shot up from under his feet. Blue eyes wide and body light, he flew a few yards into the cold air before landing down hard onto the frozen ground like a sack of brick. Crashing down with a thud and rolling a couple times before finally coming to rest on his stomach face down and unmoving. The Obstagoon suffering the same fate as it's owner flying through the air before smacking down WAY outside the boundary line. You all stood there in stunned silence as no one moved. Marnie's eyes widened to the size of plates. Gloria gasped and her hands flew to her mouth. Hop choked on the ramen noodles he was eating. And even Bede who normally couldn't care less rose his brows in alarm at one of the gym leaders getting flung across the arena like a bean bag. After a long moment of Piers being still on the screen he moved. A shaky hand slowly coming up and digging into the frozen grass of the field. Lose dirt and rubble fell from his body as he pushed himself from his stomach onto his back. Indicating he was alright. Marnie sighed in relief.

"PIERS'S OBSTAGOON HAS BEEN KNOCKED OUT OF BOUNDS!! THEREFORE THE MIGHTY RAIHAN GOES VICTORIOUS AND IS ONCE AGAIN THE ONE TO BATTLE CHAMPION LEON!!" The announcer sounded and THE. CROWD. ROARED!! You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and sighed in relief. Well that could've gone worse. After a moment, the duraludon gradually was returned to it's normal size and returned to Raihan. "THE FINAL BATTLE OF THE CHAMPION CUP IS COMING UP NEXT FOLKS!! WILL THE CHAMPION REMAIN UNBEATABLE OR WILL HIS LONG TIME RIVAL AND TOP GYM LEADER FINALLY CLAIM THE TITLE OF CHAMPION FOR HIMSELF!? STAY TUNED!! FOR NOW PLEASE CLEAR THE FIELD FOR FINAL REPAIRS!!"

With the triplets cheering for their mentor Marnie sighed and pressed her forehead to the glass. In the meantime Raihan was racing his way across the field, going around craters in the dirt or jumping over larger pieces of rubble on his way over to Piers who had still not gotten up from his crash landing earlier. His mic stand right next to him.

"PIERS!?," he cried out half alarmed half worried as he raced over to the man. Soon dropping to his knees and blocking out any light above him. "Piers!" The rockstar was jolted into opening his eyes when Raihan's stronger grip grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him. "Hey man! Are you alright!? You went flying higher than a kite!"

"AHH!! " Piers instantly bristled as a spike of pain shot up from his other arm. His arm was brought up to his chest as his good one clutched it. A scrunched up face of gritted teeth and closed eyes met the frozen Dragon Man as Piers's body slightly curled in instinct from the pain. "NO! I'M NOT BLOODY ALRIGHT!! I THINK I HURT MY ARM!!"

Raihan was frozen for only a moment before he nodded and reacted. "Hey! Don't worry man I got you!" Piers gave another groan of pain as his friend grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him to his feet. The pain in his arm worsening with the jostling. "Hey. It's ok buddy. C'mon! We'll get you to medical professionals stat!"

You watched as the two gym leaders disappeared and released a breath you didn't know you were holding. "Alright. The big moment's finally here, eh?" You blinked to Hop.

Gloria nodded. "Yeah. Who do you think's gonna win?"

"I came here just to take on Lee but I ended up having to cheer for him instead from the sidelines. *sigh* But it's not easy picking sides for some. After all, it's the show down between my big brother and his rival who's also a fan favorite. Who should I really want to win more?''

"Hop. We all know you're cheering on Leon."

Hop chuckled caught red handed. "Yeah. I guess that much is obvious. If anyone can defeat the unbeatable Champion it'll be Raihan. He is the top gym leader after all."

You nodded in understanding. That was true you guessed. By what you just witnessed Raihan was a very strong and capable gym leader. But you STILL couldn't understand why it wasn't Gloria or Victor who was going up against Leon- You thought process stopped when you felt a tugging on your pants leg, and when looking down discovered Allister was there and was holding his cup up to you again. Indicating he wanted more hot chocolate. With a sigh you graciously took it from him and decided to make him some more hot chocolate. Might as well have something to do while you wait. As the field was being repaired, the room was alive in excitement. All the kids happily chattering away pumped to see who would win. The Champion or The Top Gym leader. Both had titles deserving of their might but only one would walk away with a win. You were a bit busy making more refills of hot chocolate and a few more cups of ramen for the few kids who were still hungry. So you had your hands full playing babysitter and cook to all these guys who wanted the food. It wasn't too long a wait. The kids were sated with their full stomachs against the cold. The field was repaired. And possibly the loudest cheer you had ever heard the crowd made yet came roaring out as someone walked out onto the field. And you soon found out why.

"HEY! IT'S LEE!!" You looked up at Hop's cry and he beckoned for you to come to the window. You blinked and went over towards it again and peered down along with everyone else. And low and behold Leon was right there in the middle of the field. Standing arms crossed and smile on his face as the cold wind blew his cap and long purple hair around with the snow. Looks like you'll finally be able to see Leon after all.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND FOLKS OF ALL AGES!! I GIVE TO YOU THE GALAR REGION'S UNBEATABLE CHAMPION LEON!!" The crowd kept roaring at the announcement and you watched on. Here it was the final battle...But wait. Your face scrunched up in thought. Something wasn't making sense. Something was missing. You felt it in your gut. "THE FINAL BATTLE OF THIS YEAR'S CHAMPION CUP SHALL NOW COMMENCE!! WILL LEON REIGN SUPREME FOR ANOTHER SEASON OR WILL WE GO INTO THE NEW YEAR WITH A BRAND NEW CHAMPION!? THE FINAL MATCH WILL BE BETWEEN NONE OTHER THAN LEON HIMSELF AND ONCE AGAIN HIS LONG TIME RIVAL THE STRONGEST GYM LEADER IN GALAR!! PLEASE WELCOME GYM LEADER RAIHAN!!"

You still let your mind whirl with thoughts as Raihan made his debut out onto the field. Waving at fans and the rotomi phone floating around snapping pictures....And it was THEN you remembered eyes wide. Where was the big bad guy you were supposed to beat!? Every pokemon game had one and despite the mishap with Gloria and Victor losing, there was STILL the threat of the bad guy!! You remembered now! Before the player could battle Leon there was a bad guy you needed to defeat before earning the title of champion! But...you didn't remember who it was. Your hands shot to your head as you gritted your teeth and growled at yourself! Empty brain!! WHO WAS IT!? You had thought it was Piers at first being the leader of Team Yell and they had been causing trouble, but it wasn't then wh-.....Your eyes widened to the size of plates as you slowly turned your head back down to the field where Leon and Raihan was. ...Leon was here organizing this whole thing...But the Chairman wasn't.

".....Oh no!"

Raihan made his way back to the middle of the field without a care in the world. After all he had been here multiple times challenging Leon for the title in other Champion Cups. So he was used to this right now. The arm he had been waving going back to relax on his hip as he stopped in front of his long time rival with an amused smirk. Blue eyes meeting gold. "Waiting for me as always? Aw.~ You shouldn't have. If it makes this easier you can just leave and let me win."

The golden eyes smiled. "Hehe. As tempting as that is we both know I won't do that. I would say that I'm surprised you made it this far, but we've done this so many times it's practically a family tradition now."

Raihan lazily shrugged. "What can I say? I'm good at my job. But I will give you kudos for endorsing strong trainers. They actually gave me a challenge. By the way how is that brother of yours? I heard you took him to the 'babysitter'."

Leon chuckled and shook his head. "Hop's just fine. I'm proud my trainers was able to make it this far."

Raihan chuckled back before smirking. "Yeah. It was nice of you to give me a challenge. But now I think it's time for an even greater challenge don't you think?"

Leon inhaled taking a moment to shiver against the cold wind and snowflakes falling on him. "..The tense still air on the pitch and the exact opposite from the audience cheering and yelling. They're both fantastic wouldn't you say?"

"I hear ya." With a turn of his head, Raihan looked upwards towards the snow falling down and the sun setting down. In a few hours it will be the new year. Many people celebrating and watching them. "It can be easy to get distracted by it all."

"But remember the audience is also a bit cruel. They want nothing more than to see one of us lose after all. It can fill you with fear knowing that, but I absolutely love pushing past that fear! I love giving it everything I've got as a trainer and seeing my team give everything they've got to seize another victory." Raihan slowly looked from the sky and back towards Leon who smiled. "It's the greatest feeling in the world and I can't get enough of it! I can feel my partners itching with anticipation inside their pokeballs! We're going to have a real Champion Time this year!"

"...Hmph. Always had a way with words Lee. No wonder you can get a crowd going with just a speech. But I've got to let you know." he pointed finger guns at him. "I've got three kids who look up to me personally, and I promised to make them proud by finally beating you today. And let me tell you." Leon watched as those ocean blue eyes turned slightly up towards the windows where he knew they must've been watching. "I never let my fans down. So as you're rival, you'll have to excuse me for taking that title from you."

Leon chuckled. "You can try but you're also forgetting something. I'm the Galar Region's Champion Leon! Me and Charizard and the rest of our team will use all our knowledge and experience to crush you completely, Raihan."

"Heh. I guess we'll just have to see who can out dazzle the other then." He winked. "After all how am I supposed to tease you if I can't make ya jealous over winning that babysitter gal?~"

Leon blinked. ".....What?"

Raihan's sly smile returned as he rose his brow. "Oh don't play dumb on that. Mr. I'm-Going-To-Give-This-Girl-Money-And-Gifts-Only-The-Champion-Can-Get-His-Hands-On. I know you spent all that time swooning her with that pretty scarf and all the free invitations."

"I-I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!!" Leon quickly stammered face red which only made his rival laugh loudly.

"We both know you're lying! I've known you for too long to not know when you've got a pupplio crush on someone! And as a man of romance myself, I happen to know all the ways of love-"

"PIERS!!," Leon quickly interrupted the amused gym leader all of a sudden. "H-How is he anyways? I saw you practically carrying him off the field. The fall he took was pretty brutal."

Raihan paused for a moment blinking before sighing and shaking his head. "He seemed alright but he thinks he might've busted his arm. Took off with to the Wyndon Hospital."

Leon hummed looking a little concerned and coughed thankful he was able to quickly advert Raihan's teasing...For now. "That's for the best. When I'm done here I'll go see if he's alright."

"You and me both. But I think for now we have another matter to settle."

Leon nodded. "The show must go on. Let's make sure to make Piers proud by putting on a good show for everyone."

"THE CHAMPION MATCH SHALL NOW BEGIN!! BATTLERS PLEASE GET TO YOUR PLACES AND READY YOUR POKEMON!!"

The two turned and began walking to their places once getting there the two most powerful trainers in Galar turning to face one another. Pokeballs in hands and the cold wind whipping the snowflakes around them both in some kind of flurry, waiting for the cue from the announcer to start the match. But that's not what they had gotten. Instead what happened was that the ground shook, which wouldn't have been too shocking considering this was a stadium made to withstand dynamaxing pokemon. But that wasn't the cause of the rubble. The ground shook like an earthquake on a sugar rush for a few but long feeling seconds, during that time both men on the field wobbled around arms flailing for balance before the earth collapsed in the middle of the field and a stream of blood red poured out of the frozen earth and into the dark sky above. Lighting the sky like some sick firework. Horror riddled across both men's faces as they stood there, as loose dirt and gravel was spewed their way from it. The harsh red light reflected in their shocked gold and blue eyes. And then among the red lights screams of panic began to scream out from the masses and the monitor turned on with a familiar face and voice.

"Hello there Leon and Raihan." Both men turned to the monitor hands over their eyes to shield from the harsh light and just barely making out the face of none other than the Chairman hacking into the giant screen. "Just letting you know I think it's time I brought about the Darkest Day. For the sake of Galar's future of course. But I'm in a bit of a pickle. The energy released by the Darkest Day is too much for me to contain. I'm sorry it's come to this. But it's you who forced my hand Leon. You refused to listen." And then the monitor cut out-

There was a high pitched scream as soon as the red light burst out of the ground making the whole place shake and on instinct you reached out and snatched the nearest screaming child into your arms in a protective hold. Allister whimpered and locked onto you as you pulled his scared form to you. Wide eyed you stared as the red light took up everything around the field and the two men fleeing from the field as a result. You didn't notice, but Hop and the twins did. As a result the three of them fled from the room, slamming the door behind them as everyone else was too busy panicking or watching the red light in horror. AND. YOU. REMEMBERED!! During the game's final battle between the player and Leon it would be interrupted by Chairman Rose in a crazy plan to 'help' everyone by releasing the ancient evil pokemon Eternatus that would bring destruction to all! But the player and Hop manages to team up with the two dog-like legendary pokemon to combat it at Hammerlocke Stadium where the Chairman's power plant was after receiving the ancient shield and sword from Postwick!! THAT'S WHAT YOU'VE BEEN FORGETTING THIS ENTIRE TIME!! Which meant that-...Your head snapped around you at the remaining children who were there. The triplets were huddled together, Elsa had her little brothers hanging onto her looking horrified, Bede and Felix could only look on in horror at what they were seeing, Marnie stood still where she was with her hands against the window too shocked at what happened to move, and Allister clung onto you scared out of his mind. But Gloria, Hop, and Victor were GONE!! WHERE DID THOSE THREE GO!? ....Oh NO- Your head whipped to the door and with Allister in your arms you RAN to the door, throwing it open to meet the sight of many, MANY league staff running up and down the halls and in and out of the many rooms around them. But no signs of any of those three missing children.

"HOP!? GLORIA!?", you yelled desperately snapping your head either way as the dread and sinking feeling in your gut sank into realization. Your arms reaching to cradle the whimpering boy in your arms. No...NO! NONONONONONO!!! THIS COULDN'T BE HAPPENING NOW! "VICTOR!?"

It was no use...They were gone. On their way back to Postwick in order to get the ancient sword and shield of the fallen heroes from the Slumbering Wield then off to where ever the Chairman was. ....YOU HAD TO GO AFTER THEM!! GAME PLAY BE DARNED THEY WERE JUST KIDS!! YOU HAD TO LEAVE AND HELP THEM!! And you would've....if something hadn't held you back. The whimper in your arms snapped you back in reality..and you slowly turned back into the room. All the children were still in there terrified and crying out from the shock as the sounds of panic set in. You couldn't leave these children here alone!! With three taking off to danger was bad, but you couldn't just leave all the others here by themselves!! Especially since Allister refused to not let go....Which a panicked whirled mind you made a choice. You stepped back in. And closed the door. Choosing to turn around and try to calm down the frightened children...Heh. Easier said than done. With Allister refusing to let go of you, you somehow managed to herd Elsa away from the window view and sit with her brothers on the couch. Two of which were crying while another kept asking where their mother and big brother were. Poor baby. You wished you could answer his question. Once or twice one of them would try to leave but you dragged them back and told them they had to stay unless they be swept up in the chaos. You tried not to look out the windows to see hundreds of people panicking, and screaming instead ordering everyone and pulling a couple to come sit down away from the windows as well and sit on the couch. Bouncing Allister in your other hand trying to keep him calm at the same time of calming down the others. You didn't blame them for panicking and being scared, but you weren't going to just let a bunch of young kids wonder around by themselves and get swept up in the chaos. You knew where the other three were heading. You didn't want anyone else panicking anymore than they should've with everyone sitting on the couch you took a head count of everyone and by some Miracle everyone except for the 3 missing teenagers were accounted for. But the next few hours weren't easy. Everything blurred as the skies grew dark and the MORE and MORE anxious you became. Practically sweating buckets by the time the sky had gone completely dark. You were worried scared! Pacing back and forth in front of the door as lots of people still shouted and ran around on the outside while you bounced Allister who clung to you and assured all the other kids it would be alright. Until you almost dropped Allister when the door all of a sudden behind you open. You yelped and jumped forward, giving a yell before turning around-....And breathed a sigh of absolute relief when none other was Ms. Opal stood there. The old woman didn't look the least bit bothered as she slowly walked into the room and calmly looked around, spotting Bede's shocked expression at seeing her.

"I came for that behavioral report."

You stared at her blank faced and numb for a moment before shaking your head. "I- He's fine!" You gestured a hand. "Bede's fine! But I need to ask a favor of you." The older woman rose a brow as you, as much as you hated to, started prying Allister from you. "There's some friends of mine who might get really hurt! If I don't go after them they're going to get in big trouble! PLEASE! Will you please take care of these guys until everyone comes back? I know I shouldn't ask but-"

The older woman held up a hand. "I am more than capable to handle these children."....Well that was pretty fast. And for some reason you believed she could if she can handle Bede. She held out her hands for Allister who was whimper at you prying him away. "Hand over the boy. You've handled the roles of ours long enough."

You sighed and nodded. "Thank you. Thank you so much." You finished untangling Allister from yourself before handing him over to Opal who easily took him into her arms. "Silver!" With a chirp the shiny pokemon came running over and in an instant you swept him up into your arms and made a beeline for the door. "THANK YOU AGAIN!!" You called over your shoulder to the older woman who nodded at you're retreating form.

With Silver in your arms you RAN through the building to the elevator practically spamming the down button as people ran around you Silver under one arm until with a ding the doors closed and down you went. Your heart pumping and lungs heaving with anticipation. The hotel. You HAD to get back to the hotel. As soon as the doors opened back up you RAN past all the people especially the ones giving you looks and out the lobby and stadium doors you went. With how crowded and noisy it was outside you would've thought the world was ending. And it might thanks to that airhead Chairman! WHAT ON EARTH WAS HE THINKING!? ...Ok. You get it was the gameplay. BUT WHAT WAS HE THINKING!? You ran directly into the crowds with silver under one arm and SHOVED your way through the crowds and through the streets. You didn't care how long it took you HAD to get to that hotel!! By some miracle your brain tuned out the noises and feeling of bodies pressing against you as you swam through the crowds, and made your way through. Despite it being dark you managed to remember your way through the crowds and someone made it to the less crowdy streets where you were free to run the rest of the way through the night and towards the giant fancy hotel. You didn't stop. Even when you barged into the fancy gold lobby and startled the hotel staff. You ran straight to the elevator, hoped into it, and spammed your floor's button until the doors closed. You waited with baited breath as you went up..Until with a ding the doors opened and you flew in. The first room you checked on instinct for them was the guys' room. No signs of Hop or Victor. In fact their things were gone too and the only thing left behind that they were there at all was the unmade bed. Leaving that behind, you raced to the room you shared with Gloria and threw that open as well. The same thing. Unmade bed and Gloria's things were gone indicating they had left. But your pack still laid where you left it that morning. Without hesitation you ran to it and grabbed the pack, throwing it over your shoulders as you ran back out. Good thing you packed everything away already. You HAD to get to Postwick!! Spamming the elevator back down to the ground floor, you ran up to the front desk startling the man behind it and DEMANDED to know where the train out of Wyndon was. As luck would have it, it was just a little bit past the square and near the stadium. You didn't hesitate to run back out and into the cold weather outside. Snowflakes and wind still falling from the storm clouds above. If you were lucky they might still be there having missed the afternoon train and be waiting for the night train instead. Lungs burning from the cold and tiredness you felt but your determination pushed you on until you got to the train station back through the big crowds. You were sweating, breathing heavily and Silver looked ready to pass out from the sheer stress of it all. You must've looked a shocking sight to the station master who blinked as you stumbled up to the booth he was in breathing heavily and reaching a hand out to grab the wall.

"P-PLEASE!! *GASP* When's....*wheeeeeeze* T-the next *gaaaaassp* T-TRAIN!?", you forced yourself to talk between gasps of air into your overworked lungs.

The man blinked before sputtering, "I-I- Not until morning, Miss. The night train's left almost two hours ago now."

THAT wouldn't stop you. Right then and there, you put Silver down, and reached into your pocket. Pulling out some of the last remaining money you had, you slapped it down on the counter heavily breathing still. "G-Give...*GASP* ticket-...F-For next....*gasp* one!"

The conductor did end up giving you a train ticket for the next one just a few hours away and you did NOT sleep a wink that night. Holding Silver in your arms as you sat there worried out of your mind as he fell asleep in your arms for hours, not being able to bring yourself to sleep. HOW COULD YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN THIS!? YOU REMEMBERED THE REST OF THE GAME! WHY DIDN'T YOU REMEMBER THIS BEFORE IT HAPPENED!? ..Didn't matter right now. You HAD to catch up with them. Hours passed and FINALLY at around six in the morning the first train of the day came in and you didn't hesitate. Rushing up despite the tired feeling in your bones jostling Silver from his slumber. You shoved your ticket into the slot on the gate ways and made your way through the open doors. Going to the nearest seat and just plopping yourself down. As if it would take off as soon as you did. And after about fifthteen more minutes the doors closed and off you went towards Postwick. Days passed as you traveled more and more by train. Resuming your routine of BARELY sleeping on the seats during the nights and just sitting, watching, worrying out the window. The same thoughts circling over and over and OVER again in your head. How could have forgotten? The one thing you should've known and you forgotten...You HAD to make sure they were ok. The silence of the train combined with your lonesome....Had it always been this quiet? Usually by now if you were with one of them Hop would go on a speech about amazing history facts or Victor would be telling you something related to his hobbies. Heck. At one point you could've sworn Gloria would be right there with a bright smile and shoving her phone in your face to watch something she found cool...You would take anything over the silence. You always had silence at home if your mother wasn't nagging you and you had come to like the silence more than her voice, but now....You would take them having a petty fight over the still silence. Your only saving grace was Silver who when he wasn't laying on the table or seat would dig in your pack for food and shove something for you to eat into your hands with a demanding chirp and would screech if you didn't eat it then and there in front of him. He may have been a pain, but at least he was your pain. You weren't sure exactly how much time had flown past since you had left Wyndon, days were blurring together, but you did notice the city turned into farmland a long time into this trip. ....That must've meant you were getting close right? Everytime you stopped and it wasn't Wedgeherst you mumbled curses under your breath and praying for the train to just GO already until it finally did. One night you just couldn't sleep. Letting your head touch the cold glass of the window, about to nod off before jolting back awake and repeating the cycle until-

"ZZZTT. Attention Passengers!," the conductor announced over the speakers to anyone left on board. "We'll be arriving at Wedgeherst Station within ten minutes. That is all."

You IMMEDIATELY STOOD WIDE AWAKE!! WEDGEHERST!! THAT WAS IT!! You once again jolted Silver awake when you abruptly grabbed him up into your arms with your pack and stood with a determined face. This was it! Maybe you'd catch them here! And how did you know it was Wedgehurst? Well the familiar town and the farm houses with flocks of wooloo the shepherds were herding in the fields as you all went past gave it away before you arrived around six in the morning at the train station. Flying off the train like a rapidash on a sugar rush! You burst into the familiar woodened stadium panting ...and looking around. Everything looked the same from the wooden floors to the man at the booth who blinked towards you rushing in.

"Attention Passengers! The morning train leaving Wedgehurst Station will depart in fifthteen minutes! Please exit or enter the train within that time. That's all!"

Fifthteen minutes. YOU ONLY HAD FIFTHTEEN MINUTES TO GET BACK ONTO THAT TRAIN AND GET TO HAMMERLOCKE BEFORE IT LEFT YOU STRANDED!! Rushing to think your head shot to the man in the booth and he jolted when you dashed up to him panting and clearly distressed!! He would know surely if a trio of teenagers got onto the train sometime before you. You stared at him hard before speaking.

"HEY! Excuse me!," you yelled despite him being right there making him blink more. Considering how small this town was and how this guy had a job here he must've been local! Which meant he would surely know who Leon's family was being semi celebs here, "I need to know if three kids ever got on this train here recently! One was a guy with purple hair! It's an emergency!"

the man didn't respond for a moment, only blinking. Before he rose a brow. "I-...Well yes recently there was a couple kids who got on."

"How long ago!?"

"I-...I d-don't know! A day..maybe a day and a half ago??"

One or two days! So you weren't that far behind them! Reaching back into your pocket, you slapped whatever money you had left on that booth. "I need a ticket for the morning train RIGHT N O W!!"

The man scared by your yelling, did indeed give you your ticket. Without looking back, you immediately used it to board back onto the train to ride it back to Hammerlocke. You weren't far behind them then! That was good! Bad news though you were still behind! Which meant you had to catch up as fast as you could! Feeling more determined, you steeled your worries to the side and pushed on. This time sleeping and eating better to keep up your strength as the train went along. Paying attention to every stop and announcement the conductor made, checking to make sure it was the right stop. OH!! WHEN YOU GOT YOUR HANDS ON THAT ROSE GUY HE WAS IN BIG BIG TROUBLE!!! The train continued on and on and your worry grew less, your angry growing in it's place. THAT GUY WAS SO DEAD MEAT!! The train carried you on and on. Day after day. Night after night. Until one fateful morning when you again couldn't manage to sleep-

"Attention Passengers! The morning train will be arriving at Hammerlocke Station in ten mintues! That's all!"

HAMMERLOCKE!! THIS WAS IT!! YOUR STOP!! Standing up you immediately began walking your way over to the doors and stood there as the train rattled on. Eventually slowing to a stop coming near the city. Slowly the train came to a stop and the doors open to the cold air and the dark morning greeted you. No light to be found yet are you immediately ran out of the train and into Hammerlocke's familiar stadium. Running past you noticed the small curry place in the corner you recognized and knew! You were in Hammerlocke alright! But no one was here! Most likely because the place had been evacuated like in the game when the player arrived, only to find Raihan there-...And like in game you would also find him. Stepping out of the pokemon center, you turned in the night and booked it down the castle looking street up towards the deserted gym where you would know they would head. And you heard...Yelling? The closing you got you heard it louder. And then you saw it. DRAGON BOY!! Raihan was there! He looked to be horrified as he gazed at the sky above him.

Breathing heavily, you raced right towards them. "RAIHAN!!"

Your voice echoed all around the otherwise deserted pace as your feet slapped against the pavement heading right towards the two guys who seemed shocked to see you of all people there. Raihan blinking. "....Y-Y/n?!''

Raihan nearly fell over as you harshly grabbed him and shook his jacket with surprising strength "WHERE'S HOP AND GLORIA!? AND WHERE'S VICTOR!?"

"They ran on ahead into the stadium." He spoke eyes spinning as he shook his head. "I tried to stop them...Honest I did. But they were too fast for me to catch them." He pointed up. "Then that appeared just before you grabbed me!"

You felt your stomach drop. "WHAT!?"

"The city was evacuated when Leon got here. I'm supposed to be in there helping him but then these guys side blinded me when they rushed in! It's not safe for you here!"

You stared at him silently before faster than Raihan could comprehend, you turned and started running away from him Silver at your heels.

He blinked. "H-HEY! WAIT A MINUTE!! IT'S TOO DANGEROUS TO GO IN THERE!" And he ran after your form.

You didn't stop. You already knew the way anyways! The player would go into the stadium and take that fancy elevator down into the powerplant, fight the Chairman, and then take another lift to the very top of the roof where they would find Leon and battle Eternatus! So that's EXACTLY where you went. Right into the stadium, around the corner and right up to that fancy lift. Practically spamming the down button on the thing until it dinged and the doors opened.

"HEY, SASSY!! WAIT UP A MINUTE!!" You ignored Raihan as you immediately stepped into the elevator, unfortunately he was able to catch up fast enough to jump into the lift as well just before the doors closed and with a ding noise the two of you descended. He breathed a bit shivering from the cold outside before looking around the lift...before to you're angry face staring at the doors. "H-Hey. What's up with you bursting in like this? How'd you even manage to get into Hammerlocke in the first place?!"

"I took the train!," you answered truthfully, "Guess you forgot to shut down the entrance from the station." He blinked surprised. "Look! Those kids are in trouble and you sure as heck aren't stopping me from helping them! Where's Leon?"

He held up his hands. "Hey. Take it easy there." He pointed a finger up. "He flew in a little while ago while we were evacuating but I don't know what's been going on up there."

"You'll see soon enough."

He didn't know what that meant, and you didn't answer anymore only looking ahead as you continued down. Until another Ding noise rang out and the doors opened. You didn't even wait for him immediately running out and down the metal platform. A giant opening to the right was where you would find where the player would battle the Chairman. AND FROZE!! Almost tripping over your own feet and falling onto your face as someone came around the corner and Raihan caught up to you. You both watched wide eyed as none other than the Chairman himself casually walked around the corner like it was just another day at the office, straightening his tie! But paused seeing the both of you there. For a moment all three of you stared at one another before a sigh came from the older man who shook his head.

"I see that I'm seeing a lot of familiar faces today."

....You scowled and pointed at him walking forward. "WHERE'S HOP AND GLORIA!? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THEM!?"

Mr. Rose simply turned his head to the other elevator at the end of the hall. "I'm afraid you just missed them. You see they are on their way up to see dear Leon. Unfortunately I'm afraid they're lacking. If they couldn't get to the end of the tournament what hope would they have to help Leon?" YOUR. RAGE. B O I L E D. "Yes. I'm afraid we're all doomed."

He looked back to you. You were already walking for him when you asked where the two went, but he hadn't expected was when two smaller but strong hands GRABBED the front of his suit jacket, and with surprising strength, SLAMMED the man to the side against the wall. Which made a metal thud when he got slammed against his back, one arm forcibly laying itself across his chest to make sure he couldn't move. His light green eyes stared down at you wide eyed as did Raihan. Both men stared at you as you snarled like a beast teeth clenched.

"Listen here you stupid old man," you growled through your teeth, lowly, threatening in a way the Chairman was NOT used to seeing since he absolutely froze under your grip. "This is all YOUR fault! How dumb were you to see that this wouldn't save Galar!? That monster you unleashed will kill everyone in it's path and you decided to release it anways!?" You snapped. "IF ANY OF THOSE KIDS ARE HURT WHEN I GET UP THERE I SWEAR NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO I WILL FIND YOU AND MAKE YOU W I S H THAT ETERNATUS HAD FOUND YOU BEFORE I DID!!"

With a last shove to him, you turned and RAN down the hallway and to the elevator. Spamming the button open and hopping in. Pushing the up button for dear life until the doors closed and with a ding you started upwards. Both men stood there stunned for a long moment before the Chairman looked over at the sound of footsteps and looked over to Raihan ABSOLUTELY ANGRY at him despite the calm look he held.

"....I could threaten you more for destroying my gym, but I think her words work well enough for me."

You breathed heavily, panting in fear as the elevator took you up and up and up towards the roof. Until with another ding noise sounded and you ran out. Turning and following the red stairs up...And what you were met with stopped you in your tracks. Wind blew all around you like crazy. The roof completely destroyed. Purple storm and lightning all around you as pieces of the roof whirled. And in front of you was a battle. A battle between four pokemon and two kids all fighting a GIANT SKELETON WORM THING!! Two of the four pokemon in front of the kids dog like...And you stared. THE BATTLE AGAINST THE BIG BAD ENEMY!! This was it and you recognized those pokemon! The legendary ones from the game cases depending if you bought Pokemon Sword or Pokemon Shield. They must've been in the final stages of this battle! In the game the player and Hop battled with those two in order to capture Eternatus and then eventually win after Leon couldn't-.....LEON!? Your head whipped to the side and your eyes widened in shock at what you saw. Leon's proud Charizard, hurt and knocked out laying on the ground and the Champion himself not looking too hot. Looking as if he was standing with a limp, covered in bruises and scraps and beside him was Victor. Leon half holding the boy behind him in a protective stance, even in danger against a legendary he was still prepared to protect his little siblings. CLANK!! You gave a yell and jumped away as a metal piece of the once roof finally broke lose from the wind and slammed onto the ground right next to you. THAT WAS CLOSE!! Just a few more inches and it would've completely crushed your legs! Raihan was right! This place was too dangerous for anyone to be here! ...Your head snapped up and around towards Leon, as a heavy looking piece of roof came right for his hurt form and Victor shivering just behind him. And your eyes widened....YOU. RAN!! Right for them arms out and one goal in mind.

"LEON LOOK OUT!!"

Leon barely had time to turn his head to you before a force suddenly hit his chest strong enough to knock him out of the pathway of the falling roof piece having a domino effect as his body collided with Victor and shoved him back. But replacing you with it. With no time to dodge out of the way from impact as the thing slammed into you. Pain exploding.

....And then everything went black.

[lovelyyy-luna]

spring showers

pairing: (klitz x fem!reader)

fandom: the girl next door

pronouns: she/her

type: smut and kinda fluffy

warning: sex (p in v), eating out, hand job, blow job

word count: 3225

a/n: so I think this is one of the longest fics I've written. @mary-of-magdalene ne if you read this please dont bring it up at work.

date: april 28, 2022

masterlist

You've been friends with the guys since 6th grade. Ever since the four of you were in a science project together you've been inseparable ever since.

Now that you are in your senior year of high school nothing has changed. All of your popular classmates were always confused about why you would hang out with ‘those losers’. You were very pretty and that was all that the popular people could see.

Even though you had beauty you were just as nerdy and weird as the guys. You always wore baggy pants and big t-shirts that were what you were comfortable in. You never really wore makeup. You would rather sleep in than wake up early to put yourself together for dumbasses you never wanted to be around.

The guys never cared about what you looked like. As far as they were concerned you were one of the guys.

It was spring break and your parents decided that it would be good for you to go see your other family members so you went on a trip to Florida.

A week later you came back and you were a completely different person.

You came back on Sunday and only had one day of hangout time with your friends before going back to school.

They came over around noon with burgers. You opened the door and they couldn't speak.

“Wow,” Matt said.

“What?” you asked with defense.

“You just look so…” Klitz started.

“Hot,” Eli finished.

Klitz hit Eli on the arm causing him to grab it in pain.

“Different,” Klitz said, “you look different.”

“Is it a good different?” you ask.

“Of course, it's a good different,” Klitz says with reassurance.

You smile, “Well come on guys. Mom and dad are at those wine tours so they won't be back till way late. So that means we can just pig out and maybe catch a late-night showing of Dawn of the Dead.”

The nod and come into your home. Your house was always the main hangout. Your parents were never home and didn't care if you raided the liquor cabinet.

You walked into the kitchen and grabbed some plates and you were all on the couch surrounding the tv.

The boys sat on the couch while you sat on the floor between them eating at the coffee table.

The tank top you were wearing was low cut and thin so that they could see the detail of your laced bra.

Klitz noticed the guys looking at you and he hit both of them.

You look back at them and they all just smile innocently, you turn back to the screen shaking your head.

The reason Klitz was being so protective towards you was that he called dibs on you back in 6th grade.

Klitz was head over heels about you. The guys knew that but couldn't help looking at you that way.

“So um Y/N how was Florida?” Klitz asks.

“Oh, it was fun! It was great seeing my family. I missed my cousins so much,” you got up from the floor and when you did the guys again couldn't stop staring at your ass, “I also got you guys some presents.”

You walk away and go up to your room.

“Klitz if you don't make a move now I might,” Eli says.

That comment filled Klitz with jealousy but quickly went away when he saw you coming downstairs.

“Okay I know these are super cheesy but you know me and I had to get them,” you handed them each a keychain with their name on it.

“For you Klitz, I had to do a little DIY project because no one had one with your name on it.”

He looked at the keychain and it was gold with palm trees on it, his name was written out in your handwriting. He didn't tell you it then but it was something he'd cherish forever, for now, he thanked you for the gift.

You then sat squished between them on the couch as you pulled out the photos you developed while over in Florida. 

Most of the photos were of the Florida scenery and then there were photos of you and your cousins in bikinis. Your cousins were a couple of years older than you and had perfect model bodies. 

By the looks of it, the guys were staring at your cousins but Klitz was just staring at you.

Whenever you all went swimming you would just wear a shirt and shorts. He'd never seen you with so few clothes on, it made him tight in his pants.

You kept going on and on about the warmish waters and how a lot of the old guys over there would only wear speedos making you all laugh.

You asked about what they did for spring break and they went on about the movies they snuck in to see and the new episodes of their shows they binged watched.

It got late and the late-night showing was about to start and so you excused yourself and went to go get ready.

You put on some black sweatpants and kept your tank top on and then grabbed your bag and hoodie.

You quickly walked downstairs and didn't notice that your boobs were bouncing up and down and the guys were at the bottom walking for you with their mouths wide open.

“You guys ready?” you ask.

They all nod and you walk out to the driveway and pile into your car.

Klitz sat upfront with you and Matt and Eli sat in the back.

Your mixtape that Klitz made for you last summer was playing as you cruise through your neighborhood.

You sang along quietly to that one Avril Lavigne song that always annoyed Klitz but he secretly started loving it because it reminded him of you.

You parked behind the theater and Matt and Eli unlocked and opened the doors and you were about to do the same when Klitz stopped you.

The guys continued out and said that they'll get the tickets.

“What's up?” you ask him.

“Um, uh, Y/N would you…”

You leaned in closer to him above your center console. 

“...mind loaning me like $3 for an icee?”

In your mind and your heart you got a little sad at his question but put on a happy face, “yeah of course but you owe me.” 

The two of you get out of the car and head over to the ticket booth where the guys were waiting.

You took your ticket and went inside to get in the snack line, the guys stayed outside.

“So did you ask her out?” Matt asked.

“Nah I chickened out.”

“Oh come on man! You've been in love with her since 6th grade. That's 7 years. Just ask her on a date,” Eli said.

Matt then pulled Eli aside and whispered in his ear and Eli's eyes lit up and he said, “Perfect.”

“What?” Klitz asked.

“Eli and I are going to go. You and Y/N enjoy the movie.”

“Wait what? You guys are just going to bail?” he asked.

“We are not bailing, just giving you guys alone time,” Eli said

Before he had time to say anything the guys left him alone outside the theater.

You poke your head out of the doors, “Hey! Are you ready?” you scan the area just seeing Klitz standing there, “where are the guys?”

“Oh um they had to go.”

“Oh, well do they need a ride?”

“No, they said they were going to walk. They wanted us to enjoy the movie.”

“Oh okay, well let's get going, the previews are almost up,” you said with a smile. He walked behind you and you both sat in the theater. There were some other people in the movies but not a lot.

The lights dimmed and the movie started. The movie is going great and then the two of you reach for the popcorn at the same time. It was like a cheesy romcom. You quickly looked at him and smiled, he smiled back at you.

You were done with popcorn and you lifted the armrest that was between the two of you. You then wrapped your arm around his and laid your head on his shoulder. 

You never told anyone, not even the other guys, that you had a huge crush on Klitz. But you think they knew because they always tried to find a way to leave you both alone.

You cuddled into him and he finally relaxed and placed his head on yours.

Then the movie was over. It was great and scary.

You both walked to the car and just sat in there.

It was a little awkward the two of you just sitting there alone.

You turned to him and he was already staring at you and shyly smiled at you. His lips looked so soft and you wanted to taste them.

“Klitz?” you ask softly.

“Yeah?” he responded with the same tone.

Can I kiss you?

“Did you, um, enjoy the movie?”

“Yeah, I did. Did you?”

You nod, “I think my favorite part was when she gave birth to the zombie baby.”

He laughs at what you said.

You started thinking about what your cousins and you talked about over your vacation. You asked them tons of questions about what guys like and they told you that guys respond positively to a lot of confidence.

So with your newfound boost of confidence, you decided to just go for it and think about the consequences later.

“Klitzy?” 

He always got weak when you called him that, “Hmm?”

“Close your eyes.”

He did as he was told and you shifted yourself in your seat and leaned over the console and lightly placed your lips on his.

He was taken back. He moved his head in shock but to you, you thought that meant he didn't want you.

“Oh, shit Klitz I'm sorry I don't know what came over me. I'll just drop you off at home,” you were super embarrassed.

“What? No Y/N I'm sorry it's just that you took me by surprise. I wanted that to happen,” he was panicking and he leaned over to you and grabbed your face with both of his hands and kissed you. The kiss was deep and passionate.

You didn't want it to end so you pushed him back to his seat and swung your leg over and straddled him.

He places his hand on your hips and you take that as a sign to slowly grind into him. 

He groaned against your kiss and that turned you on so much.

He slipped his tongue into your mouth and he tasted sweet from the icee and salty front of the popcorn. He then removed his hand from your waist and was trying to find the lever to lean back. When he lifted it sent you crushing him but he didn't mind.

You detach your lips from his and sit up. He was looking up at you like you were a goddess and he could not stop admiring you.

You lift your tank top off and reveal your black lace bra, a smile appears on his face and he pulls back down and kisses you again.

He started to shift in the seat and the next thing you knew you were the one laying in the seat and he was on top of you.

Your legs were wrapped around his waist and you pulled him in for a kiss and he started to trail away from your lips and down your neck.

He nipped at your sweet spot causing you to moan and then he placed kisses along your neck. He swiftly undoes your bra and the next thing you knew was that you were topless.

A wave of embarrassment came over you and Klitz took notice. He placed his forehead on yours and whispered, “You are so fucking beautiful. Can I show you how beautiful I think you are?”

You nod with a slight whimper.

“Good girl.”

He moved the seat back so he had more room and then he peppered kisses down your chest and stomach. He slid your sweats off and then your underwear. 

Again you were embarrassed. You were completely naked in front of your best friend. He continued with the kisses and separated your legs. You were already dripping and he got even harder than before. He kissed your thighs and then started to get closer to your core. He looked up at you for approval and you nod breathlessly.

He licked up your slit and it caused you to moan loudly. He did that a few times and then circled his tongue around your clit and started to suck lightly on it. 

It drove you crazy, you snaked your hand down to the top of his head and grabbed a fistful of his hair pulling him closer to your core. 

He grazed his long fingers against your entrance and put one finger in and pumped it in and out of you curling it against your sweet spot

He started to speed up when he heard you moaning on the verge of screaming. You were blubbering his name when you came all over his face.

He took his fingers out and sucked the juices off. When he came out between your legs his glasses were fogged up, he took his glasses off and wiped them off with the bottom of his shirt.

You sat up and grabbed him so his body was between your naked legs, you undid his belt and then his pants. You shimmied him out of them and you looked up at him in awe. He was big, long, and thick. From the way he looked, you honestly never would have guessed that his dick was that perfect.

You wrapped your hands around him and slowly started to pump him but he stopped you. You looked up at him confused but he bent down to your face and whispered, “Get in the back of the car now.”

You nod and slide back there. He then also comes in the back and pulls his pants down.

You then get on your knees in the back seat and pump him into your mouth. His salty precum coated his tip and the back of your throat.

He groaned and put his hand on the back of your head forcing himself down your throat. 

Once you got him nice and coated he took you off of him and then grabbed his wallet out of his pants. He took the shiny golden packet out of the wallet and you started to get nervous.

He looked over at you, “Hey if you don't wanna do this we don't have to.”

“No, I want to. I'm just a little nervous.”

“Okay. Dont worry,” he leans over to his lightly kissing your lips, “I'll take care of you.”

He then aggressively grabs your waist and pulls you down so that you're lying flat on the back seats.

He spread your legs and finished rolling the condom on and then positioned himself at your entrance. You gave him the go-ahead and he put himself inside you. 

“Oh god baby you're so tight,” he said grunting.

He gave you a second to get used to his size and then he started to move slowly.

“Please Klitzy go fast,” you whimper.

He nods breathlessly and pounds into you. 

He was shaking the car and the only thing that can be seen from the outside is the fogged-up windows with your handprints on them.

With every thrust he made he hit your sweet spot and you knew you weren't going to last. 

You grabbed onto his shoulders for dear life. 

“Fuck K-klitz im cumming.”

“Yeah? You're gonna cum? You're gonna cum all over my cock?”

You nod with a whimper, you couldn't hold it any longer so you let go and a few moments later he came as well.

Once the two of you came down from your highs he put his pants back on and opened the car door. He stepped out of the car with the condom and walked it over to the garbage.

You sat on the edge of the back seat putting your clothes back on as you let the cool spring air come over you. He sprinted back and the two of you just smiled at each other. 

His glasses were hanging low on his nose so you pushed them back up you then cupped his face and kissed him.

You part away from the kiss, “I love you Klitzy.”

“I love you too Y/N,” he kissed you again, “How about I drive us home?”

You nod and you go to the passenger side and he slides into the driver's side.

He starts the car and drives you home.

The drive was nice and you were just staring out the window while Klitz kept glancing over at you smiling.

When you reached your home, he walked you to your front door and you opened the front door. You glance around the front of the driveway and your parent's car wasn't there. You still haven't turned your phone back on from the movie.

So when you check your text messages there was one from your mom saying that they'll be staying the night out by the winery.

You turned to him, “So Klitzy, my parents won't be home till tomorrow. Would you wanna spend the night?”

He gave you a big smile and picked you up by the waist causing you to squeal in delight. He carried you into the house and kicked the front door closed.

You went upstairs and the both of you were ready for round two.

The morning light woke him up. When he looked around he was confused about where he was and then he looked down and saw you cuddling into him.

He shimmied down so your noses were touching and he lightly kissed you awake.

You woke up smiling and he moved on to kiss your face.

“Baby I just woke up,” you whined.

“So did I. how about we skip school and just stay here all day?”

“Klitz we can't do that,” you turn to look at the alarm clock, “the guys are going to be here any minute. So we gotta get ready.” 

You sit up and swing your legs off the bed, he wraps his arms around your waist and then kisses your side.

“Klitz comes up, we gotta get  up.”

You wiggle out of his arms and start getting dressed, he groans in annoyance but gets up and gets his clothes on.

You both walked downstairs with your backpacks on and the guys were coming up the driveway.

“SO lovebirds, how was the movie?” Matt asked.

You both chuckle, “it was good,” you say and he nods in agreement.

You all pile in the car again and Eli speaks up, “Y/N I like those new neck accessories. Klitzy give those just for you?”

You look in the rearview mirror and notice all the hickies placed around your neck.

You look over at him and playfully hit him in the arm.

You started to drive off but all you could think about was how much you loved him.

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hey i love your writting so much!

Could you maybe make one where tom is very protective over y/n like when she wears something he pulls like her dress down a little or maybe if her boobs show a bit he always tries to hide it. And it’s a halloween party at his parents house and ofc your not dress too bad but anyways his brothers tease him in front of you making you laugh

Naughty Dress

Pairing - Tom Holland x Reader

Summary - Tom being protective at the family Halloween party. His brothers see.. making them tease Tom and you.

Warnings - Teasing (If that’s a warning lol)

A/N - Thank you for the request, Hope you enjoy! Much appreciated to the love and support 🥰

You sit with Tom at the snack table, leaning your shoulder onto his shoulder.

You are at Tom’s family Halloween party, the house is full of spooky decorations. Harry and Sam keep trying to scare people with the fake spiders, poor Paddy running away from them.

“Babe, here let me help,” Tom mumbles, tugging down your dress. You turn around furrowing your eyebrows, “Your skirt was rising up,” he kisses your cheek.

You nod, sipping on your drink as he pulls you closer into his hold.

“Guys, I’ve got sweets!” Paddy grins, throwing them your way as Sam and Harry catches up to him, pushing him into the ball pit.

“Oi, you idiots,” Paddy laughs, “IE, we are pirates give me your sweets!” Harry pretended to be a pirate, Paddy threw a plastic ball at him.

“Get him, Paddy!” You laugh, seeing as they are tackling each other in the ball pit.. for 5 year olds. Tom had young cousins, they went to eat at the dinner table just 10 minutes ago.

Sam staring at them, shaking his head as he stuffs his mouth with food.. you are the snack table. “Get you fit anymore in your mouth, Sammy?” You laugh.

Sam gulped the food down, “Tom is the one to talk, he stuffs tacos and burgers down his throat like it’s nothing,” You laugh harder as Tom try’s to argue back.

Tom pulls your skirt back down, propping yourself into his lap, “Tom,” You gasp, “This a party.. and I don’t think it is appropriate to be on your lap,” You whisper.

“Your skirt keeps rising up,” You blushed, noticing Tom’s protective side is coming out, “I’m going to super glue the fabric to your knees,” he grumbles.

“You what? Tom,” You laugh, Harry must of heard Tom’s words as you see Paddy and him completely stopped fighting.. Sam’s jaw opened not to chew on food, surprisingly.

“Someone’s getting protective, over their little lamb,” Harry teases, “Am not,” Tom narrows his eyes, “I’m just being a good boyfriend!”

“Very protective,” Sam whisper shouted to Harry and Paddy, “Tom can you hold her any tighter?”

“You are squeezing my organs out babe,” You laughed, kissing Tom on his cheek, “Your skirt kept rising up, I couldn’t let anyone see anything,” he teases back.

“I would never let that happen,” And there is Tom’s protective side speaking, you thought.

“I know, Baby,” You sigh, against his shoulder, “When will Tommy boy, ever let Y/N go?” Harry teases again, “Paddy,” He gasps, taking a plastic ball and throwing it at him.

“You feeling comfortable, Darling?” Tom strokes your hair, you nod.

“What are you doing now?” You laugh, “uh, oh.. Tom’s getting more protective,” Paddy shouts, running through the room.

“Your hands are all over, Y/N,” Sam teases, “All you do is eat,” Tom teases back.

“Do not,” Sam crosses his arms, Harry pats his back, “You kinda do, it’s ok because your a chef!”

“I’ve pulled your dress top up,” Tom kisses your shoulders, “Your clothes likes to slide up and down,” he teases you.

“I wasn’t the one to choose this tube dress,” You push his chest, playfully, “You did Mr,”

“I didn’t know that the dress was going to be naughty,” Tom whines, “Tom is being a whiny baby,” Paddy teases, waving at him.

Paddy ruffles his hair, cooing at him, “Get off my hair,” Tom laughs, bringing a hand through his hair, “Tommy don’t like to be teased,” You smirk, biting your lip.

“Clearly,” Sam and Harry laugh, “Boys, help me get the party bags ready for the little ones!” Nikki shouted from the kitchen, you laugh as they went.

“Your dress is still being naughty!” Tom huffs, “It’s ok because I’ve got my knight in shining armer to protect me,” You kiss his lips, passionately.

“Ew, yuck!” Paddy pulls a face, Harry laughs puckering his lips up to act like you and Tom, “I wish I didn’t come in here.. should of stopped with Sam,” he laughs walking out with Harry.

“I’m going to get a drink you coming?” You jump up, swaying your hips to the kitchen, “Yh, Darling.. wait,”

Tom walks behind you, pulling down your skirt just a bit more.

“Will you ever leave her skirt alone?” Sam teases, “I think it’s perfectly fine,” Harry laughs, “Same, Harry, Same..” You pinch Tom’s cheek, “But this one is being a bit overprotective,”

“You want to wear my hoodie?” Tom holds it out to your arms, you grin taking it.. “There no one can see your dress now, your all covered up,” You laugh as Tom cuddles into you.

“Tom I think you might want to pull your hoodie down on her,” Harry teases, you laugh, “Just a tad, you know?”

Tom laughs pushing his shoulder, You grab a drink as Tom stands behind you as you reach.

“I think your short cake needs her protective man,” Sam teases, sipping his own drink.

“Need some help, Love?” Tom teases, “Yh,” You mumble, “Thanks,”

“Anytime, Love,” Tom pulls his hoodie down, “ Tom,” You whine, “What? I couldn’t resist,”

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luck be a (leading) lady | part 8.

[Posted 2022.09.26]

Summary: Y/N has always been a background character. That’s just life for some folks isn’t it? But what if she’s determined to not just be another member in the ensemble? What if someone helps her step into the spotlight in her own special way?

Warnings for the Series: a teeny bit of angst but mainly fluff

Pairing: ricky bowen x black!reader

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: I will get back to the Harry Potter series when I finish this one

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

The pizza place meeting resulted in sleepovers at Big Red and Ashlyn’s houses. The boys were obviously at Big Red’s and the girls plus Seb were at Ashlyn’s. You all were running on very limited time to figure out a less egregious beast transformation for Ricky. Kourtney quickly stopped at her house and came back with all the fabric she could find. Her idea of making the beast cape faux fur on the other side was kind of brilliant. It would just enhance the beast look and might distract from if a mishap happens with the mask. 

You guys were excited while working, even ordering a bunch of food so Ash wouldn’t have to dirty up her kitchen. Seb being there was also great. He was roughly the same proportions as Ricky that he could be a substitute mannequin. Kourtney practically squealed when she held up part of the cape to Seb’s chest. 

“This is so good. Ha, it kind of looks like something Carlos would wear.” 

“Yeah, doesn’t he walk around in, like, Armani sweatpants?” Ashlyn joked. 

While you all laughed, Seb just mumbled out a response. Everyone put down their scissors and spoonfuls of food. The costume change could wait. Seb’s sadness was more important. Nini was the first to ask the sensitive question. Seb sighed. 

“I guess you could say so. He met a group of really really photogenic guys on spring break and he seems pretty happy. So, now I’m sad.”

“If you want to see him happy, that’s with you.” Ashlyn’s words made all of you nod. 

Seb flopped onto the couch. “Yeah, but by default, right? He kinda has to be.”

“What does that mean?” Kourtney moved over so he could sit better. 

“There aren’t many choices at East High for a guy like Carlos.”

Nini shook her head. “No, Seb. Have you told him how you feel?” 

“Not so good at the saying feelings part out loud.”

“It never hurts to put yourself out there,” Gina chimed in. “Or so I’ve heard.” 

Nini held up a finger. “Right, do you want to tell us what you and EJ giggling at the pizza place was all about?”

“I also have some questions in that general area,” Ashlyn said. 

“It was just a nic—”

“G, he picks you up for school now. You haven’t ridden with me in like forever.” You cut her off, making the rest look at Gina with excitement.

Your almost sister gave you a look. “And Ricky coming over every single breakfast is?”

It was your turn to be stared at. You shrugged your shoulders. “I had a crush on Ricky that died in New York. We’re friends, that’s it.” 

“Did something happen?”

“No, no, nothing happened. I just got over him? We’re friends, what good does it do me to look at him any differently? Besides, I’d miss Midnight McDonalds too much if we ever broke up. Flounder and Prima are purely platonic.”

“Flounder?”

“Something stupid he came up with New York.” 

“Midnight McDonalds?” Nini asked. She had gotten up, going back to sorting the pins for the cape. 

You, and the others, got quiet. Gina shared a look with you. Maybe mentioning her ex-boyfriend was dumb on your parts even if you two were just joking around. Also mentioning you had a crush on him at one point was not smart either. You tried to wave your hand around nonchalantly. 

“It’s just something we’ve been doing since homecoming. There’s a park and a twenty-four hour McDonald’s near our houses, we just get burgers and fries and talk if we’re having a tough time.” You looked up in the air in thought. “Or just want milkshakes. I can’t believe he dips his fries in the strawberry flavor… Let’s get back to work!” 

You all immediately focused back on the cape transformation. The boys were making less progress. Ashlyn’s text asking them to build a spinning platform for Ricky’s transformation was a lot easier said than done. You all felt relieved that Carlos actually liked that idea. The first test of spinning Ricky wasn’t going terribly. 

“I just don’t understand what happened,” Carlos said as they spun Ricky. “Seb doesn’t seem like the jealous type.” 

EJ shrugged. “Maybe h—”

“He’s worried you’re only dating him because he’s the only other boy at school into Drag Race. Ash texted me.” Big Red put his phone down. 

“What? Why wouldn’t he just say that to me?”

“People are complicated,” EJ said as he leaned against a shelf. “No one has it all together as much as they seem.”

“Some even less than that,” Ricky offered. 

EJ jokingly rolled his eyes. “Just cause you're single for like the first time in your life.”

“It’s, uh, it’s not that.” 

“Huh?” 

Big Red cut in. “Yeah, huh? Why do I not know? Dude, we tell each other everything.” 

“Don’t tell me you and Nini are back together?” Carlos got up to start working on the mechanism again. 

“No! It’s not abou—” His cellphone started to ring. “Hello? You’re at the door? Uh, yeah. Big Red, your front door.” 

A few minutes later, you came down with Big Red. You held up a drink carrier and a very large bag. 

“It’s midnight. I got you boys some food too.”

Ricky smiled as you handed him the strawberry milkshake. “How’d you know I was having a hard time?” 

“I just had a feeling… And Kourtney requested I make you try on the cape before we keep working on it.” 

“She didn’t come too?” He asked while you checked the cape did fit properly.  

You puffed up your cheeks. “Kourt is saving Seb and girls’ night by sending me.”

“What did you do?”

“What makes you think I did any— Gina and I may have been… less than aware of our surroundings when joking about her and EJ’s relationship.” 

EJ stopped eating his fries to stick his face between the two of you. “We don’t have a relationship.” 

“How does Gina and EJ’s lack of relationship almost ruin Seb and girls’ night?” 

“Not theirs, ours. Gina tried to insist that if EJ picking her up every morning meant they were a couple, that you coming over for breakfast means we’re a couple.”

“It’s just breakfast.” 

“That’s what I said! I said breakfast was like our Midnight McDonald’s and it got kind of awkward with Nini. That’s kind of my fault though. Mentioning I used to have a crush on you was probably not the way to confirm we have no relationship.”

Ricky choked on his milkshake. “You had a crush on me?” 

“Yeah,” you said while getting your own food out of the bag. “When we almost got snowed in at the school. I think it’s just cause you help me so much, it went away pretty quickly but G always brings it up like some kind of defense.”

“So she brought it up?”

“Yep and now I’m running errands and returning to a hopefully less tense house.” You dipped one of your fries in his strawberry milkshake. “Nope, still tastes disgusting. So, the cape fits?”

“Ye-yeah, it’s good.”

“Perfect, Kourt’s gonna love the sound of that. Bye, guys. Oh and EJ, please just go out with Gina already.” 

“We’re just friends!” He tried to yell but you were already out of Big Red’s house. 

Carlos tilted his head. “But why though? The googly eyes are kind of obvious. Is it because you’re graduating?” 

“Or because she’s best friends with Ash?” Ricky suggested. 

EJ ran a hand through his hair. “Actually, it’s because of Nini. Don’t worry—”

“I wasn’t,” Ricky said. 

“I don’t have feelings for her anymore, I just don’t want to get rejected again.”

They all nodded. Big Red even brought up that it was a fair reason. EJ gave them a small side smile before getting back to work on the spinning device.  

“You know the only thing I’m really proud of about my time with Nini is letting her go.” 

Ricky sort of froze. For once, he and EJ had the exact same thought. But he was supposed to be the heartbroken one. He wasn’t supposed to be over her. That’s what Ricky was all about. No changes. Just staying constant. And staying constant meant that he should have still been in love with Nini. He looked up at the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. You took a breath before speaking. 

“Wow, Big Red, so glad you don’t take your time locking doors. Anyway, quit with the building. Kourt just called and said Howie gave her the broadway plans for the beast transformation that North High bought as some apology or something for lying. We’re supposed to meet them at the school. Bring the keys for the stage door.”

The boys jumped up with a quickness. You walked over to where Ricky was putting on his jacket. 

“Are you riding with me?”

“Actually I need to talk with Carlos about something.” 

“See you there then.” 

“See you.” He gave a little wave that you didn’t see.

Figuring out the plans for the beast transformation was great but it didn’t help you guys’ confidence after seeing the North High kids perform. They were nothing short of amazing. Their last performance finished the day before your school’s opening night. No one felt like there was enough time between performances to figure out how to make East High’s Beauty and the Beast stand out. 

“How are you so calm?” Ricky asked as you walked past him. 

“Hmm?” You took out one of your earbuds. “Did you say something?” 

“How are you calm? Everyone else is running around without their heads.” 

You handed him one of your earbuds. “Audiobook and goldfish.” 

Ricky stuck in the earbud to listen while you went to go get your snacks from your bag. He had no clue what you were reading but the voice was soothing nonetheless. You came back quickly with the goldfish, offering it up. Ricky took a few while you fussed that his makeup wasn’t done. He chuckled when you went to apply eyeliner. 

“I don’t think our theater’s lights are nearly as good as Saltwater’s.” 

“Still, they’ll wash you out… We put the invitations on the correct seats, right?” 

“I triple checked the seats were reserved for the scouts.”  

“Ricky, Y/N… Here.” Nini was handing out her opening night cards. 

You smiled as you took the small envelope. “First one ever. Okay, your makeup looks good. I’m going to try not to freak about our second performance.” 

“Second performance?” Nini asked. 

“Yeah, for the Berklee scout— We won’t be at the afterparty or we’ll be late.” 

You left to go focus on the show. Everyone else was concerned about the judges for the Menkies. All you could focus on was the fact that the Berklee scouts were actually there. You had peeked through the curtain to see them picking up the second invitation. Nothing on their face read disgust or annoyance so that must have been a good sign. Ricky went to catch his breath in the hall before the show started. He didn’t expect to see Lily there. You guys were only aware of one North High member being there and Lily was not that cast member. He was going to just walk away but part of becoming a new, better Ricky meant hearing people out. Still, Lily would only get five minutes before he left to get in his place on stage. 

He felt confident performing. Everything was going rather well. Unlike last time, there weren’t any accidents, no forgotten lines. By the time the fifteen minute intermission rolled around, he felt that the cast might actually pull it off and win the Menkies— or at least beat North High. He was waiting in the dressing room with Big Red for the intermission to be over. 

“Woah, what’s the problem?” He asked as you walked by with panicked eyes. 

“Your harness is missing. Natalie and Ms. Jenn have been looking everywhere for it.” 

“If it’s missing, we can’t do the transformation.”

“I know. You’re going to have to do it the old way. They’ll just spin you and you throw the mask.” 

“I’ve never gotten that once.” 

“First time for everything.”  

The rest of the show went okay. But honestly, perfect performance or not, your cast always knew how to have fun. You and Ricky were whispering to each other as you led the scouts to the drama club room when the whole thing was over. The scouts sat down on the uncomfortable plastic chairs. Ricky gave you a smile when the scouts told you that they weren’t bothered at all by the second performance and actually enjoyed the initiative you were taking to show them your talents that didn’t have a chance to shine during the musical. They didn’t say much else. They only told you to expect an email before the next school year before they left the room. You watched them leave, staying perfectly still until the last scout was out of sight. Ricky almost grunted when you basically threw yourself into his arms. 

“Thank you.”

“It was fun, maybe more fun than the musical.” 

“I know there’s an afterparty at Slices but since Gina and EJ are already skipping, do you want to do something else?” 

“Like what?” 

“You still haven’t taught me to skate.” 

“You want to be a skate rat?”

“I just want to see why you like it so much.”

“Okay, let’s go.” 

Ricky kept looking over at you as he drove away from the school. Of course, you guys stopped at McDonald’s before heading over to the skate park. He rarely went to the outdoor one but considering it was late, he already knew the indoor park would be closed. The only thing that kept playing in the back of his mind as you guys got out of the car was that night you told him you had a crush on him. Talking with Carlos had given him a lot to think about. He felt a certain way about you that he had ignored because he was so hung up on Nini. And now it was a bit too late. 

(part 9)

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Long Day at Work | Brian Wilcox x GN!Reader

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Author’s note: So this is my first fic in several years. I know it’s probably extremely cringe,, so I’m sorry ahead of time lmao. I’ll probably post this on ao3 once I actually can make an account. Please give me feedback if you do read it, only if you’re nice ab it though. Constructive criticism is absolutely welcome just no “wow this sucks lmao,” please. Lol. Thank you. Might make a part 2 with smut if this is well received? If even one person wants it, I’m on it.

Summary: This is a Brian from Fast Food Nation fic (because there’s not enough of them so I’m doing the work myself lmao) where he and reader are aged up and work at a restaurant together. You have an abnormal terrible day. A customer sexually harasses you and it’s your final straw before you break during your shift. Brian notices this and tries to comfort you. You end up hanging out after work together, smoke some Mary Jane and truly realize your feelings for each other.

Contains: sexual harassment from customer, only gendered term is ‘waiter’ but I meant it to be gn!, general customer harassment, kinda angsty? idk, minor emetophobia warning (brief mention, no actual 🤢), crying in the walk-in freezer, smoking cigarettes and wēēd lol, definitely some self insert.

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“Ugh.” You sigh while knocking your head against the steering wheel of your car. Dreading to go inside your work at a somewhat fancy restaurant that you’ve been at since it opened about a year ago, you wonder if the tips are worth the day-in-day-out suffering. The hype hasn’t died down since its opening. You live in the middle of nowhere, these people have nothing better to do.

Unfortunately, you need the money and it’s two minutes before your closing shift starts when you finally drag your feet into the flames that swallow you whole every shift in this hell hole. “I’m here..! Did you guys miss your favorite waiter?” You announce sarcastically to all of the kitchen staff as you go to clock in.

Some give you back an enthusiastic “of course!” Or an equally sarcastic “wooo…”

Brian goes “yeah. Right…” whilst scoffing and leaning against the counter basking in the maybe 30 seconds he has until the next ticket comes in for him to cook begrudgingly. Over the years, he’s actually become a pretty decent chef, even if it’s only out of necessity. At very least, it’s multiple steps up from spitting in burgers at Mickey’s.

You get on with your shift as usual… but today is Sunday. Ugh. You always have your worst customers on Sundays. Today is no different.

“Hello sir! My name is y/n and I’ll be your server today!” You smile charmingly as you do to every customer as you hide your utter despair on the inside.

“Oh yes you will, honey…” the man eyes you up and down and gives you that terribly pervy look, smirk and all. It makes you so unbelievably uncomfortable.

“Hah…” you force an awkward chuckle out and try to shift gears. “So can I get anything started for you? Any drinks or appetizers?”

“I’d love a tall glass of water like yourself.” He winks. “And some jalapeño poppers… I like it real spicy.” He continues to flirt and you think you might vomit straight onto him.. ‘god knows he’s probably into that’ you think to yourself and want to shrivel up and die.

“Okay, water and some jalapeño poppers coming up.” You try desperately to ignore all of his advances when you turn and walk away as soon as possible to get that rung in. If he was the only bad customer of the day, maybe this would be easier to deal with, but after many others berating you for no good reason, this is so frustrating and overwhelming today. You had enough going on in your personal life and now all this? Your head is racing with anger and anxiety. You bit your tongue as you went back to the kitchen to bring you back into the moment.

Usually when you go back in there, Brian makes small talk and occasionally ‘jokingly’ flirts with you. This time he notices you’re much more uncomfortable than usual as you stare off, thinking about being anywhere but here. He doesn’t know how to approach you in this state and has never been great at dealing with big emotions in other people. He decides to leave you alone for now, but takes note of your distress and thinks that maybe he’ll text you later.

As you serve the man, he gets more aggressive with his flirting because he doesn’t like that you’re completely ignoring it. When you bring out his steak dinner, he places a hand on your back and slides it down to your ass with absolutely no shame. You instinctively smack his hand away and he immediately yells at you. “What the fuck is wrong with you?! I’m a paying customer and you’ve been so bad at your easy fucking job. Can’t you just service me!? There goes your tip you little bitch!” He spits.

You are so seethingly angry and upset. You can feel tears welling in your eyes. You were harassed AND barated… and he’s probably going to complain to a manager and only say you hit him as if he’s not a worthless piece of shit. “I’m sorry.” You force out as to not to escalate the situation further. You basically run back to the kitchen and then into the walk-in freezer. Immediately you start sobbing loudly and uncontrollably. It’s very muffled by the freezer, but some in the kitchen can still hear your wailing. You don’t even care. You’re so done. You’re at your wits end. You don’t even know how long you’re in there, but you’re now down to a choked sniffle.. though tears were still rolling down your cheeks.

Brian stands outside the freezer door for a couple minutes before swallowing his pride and knocking on it. “Um.. can I come in? I need to um.. get some patties.” He did need some, but he really just wanted to check on you… you were in there for longer than usual.

You try to rid your face of tears and wipe up some of the snot because you didn’t exactly want him to see you like that. You were only somewhat successful. “Uh.. yeah.. sure come on in.” You respond meagerly.

He slowly opens the door. “Woah. Your eyes are like almost swollen shut. You good?” He immediately regrets the words as they come from his mouth. ‘Yeah real smooth, dumbass.’ He thinks.

“Thanks.” You roll your eyes. “I feel just about as good as I look, thank you.”

“Yeah, sorry, that was shitty wording on my part. Can I sit with you?” He gestures to a crate of food that’s unopened and rock solid.. it’s obvious it’s been sat on multiple times.

“Are you really sure you want to be around me when I’m like.. this?” You gesture to your face and sniffle. “But sure, go ahead.”

“Yes, I am sure.” He sighs. “Do you wanna talk about.. it? What’s going on? …Sunday customers?”

You sigh and nod. You tell him all about the customers you’ve had today and briefly mentioning that you have a lot of other stuff going on and finish it off with talking about the customer who sexually harassed you. “I can’t believe he put his fucking hands on me. I feel so gross and dirty.” You begin to softly sob again while explaining the events.

You have never seen Brian look so appalled. Jaw hanging open and all. “Oh my fucking god. You want me to beat his ass? Offer him free cheesecake and spit in the raspberry sauce? What’s the table number.. I’ll fucking do it.”

“Don’t get yourself fired, stupid.” You gently chuckle. His offer did actually make you feel better though. “…then I’d miss you.”

“Or we could both leave this stupid fucking place. What good does it do either of us anyway?” He brushes over that you said you’d miss him cause it makes him feel kinda weird.. in a good way, but he doesn’t know how to deal with that.

“The money. The money is good, Brian. We both have bills to pay.” You roll your eyes, monotone.

“I guess that’s true, you downer.” He sticks his tongue out at you, jokingly.

You sigh again at the reality that you really need to get back to your tables… and that you are quite literally freezing in there. At least it was around 8pm and dinner rush had passed. “Time to go back.” You speak in a low, soft voice.

Brian offers to help you up, which you accept. “Y/n. Just know you don’t have to do anything. If you wanted to quit right now, you could. You don’t need to keep serving these assholes.” You end up standing rather close after he helps you up and he stares into your eyes, saying the most serious thing he’s ever said to you. It sends shivers down your spine… or maybe that’s the freezer. But all the sudden you realize that your cheeks do feel hot. You find yourselves just standing there. Do you… want to kiss him? ‘Heh.. couldn’t be? It’s Brian..’ you tell yourself.

After what feels like forever, it hits midnight and you’ve finally wrapped up your closing duties. You take a major sigh of relief. At least you have the next couple days off.

You walk out of the restaurant and find Brian leaning his body back against his car as he lights a cigarette. “I thought you left a while ago.” You call out to him as you're walking to your car that’s parked kitty-corner to his, stopping to talk to him.

“Nah, I like to chill in the parking lot and smoke while no one else is here. Kinda peaceful or something.” He was totally lying. He was waiting for you to get out so he could chat with you again and make sure you’re doing alright… you could never get him to admit it though.

“Yeah I guess that’s true.” You shrug. You believe him enough because that does sound like something he’d do. He was seemingly always out and about.

“You wanna hang for a bit? I know it’s late, but I’m cool if you are…” he shoots. Completely hiding any nerves he has about asking you to hang out for the first time outside of work. “We could even just talk in my car if you want.” He shrugs.

“Why not? Sounds nice after a shitty day.” You smile softly at the man.

“Uh yeah, cool.” He honestly didn’t expect for you to take him up on the offer. He stomps out the butt of his cig and unlocks the passenger side door and motions for you to get in, which you do so. “Do you wanna drive around or just sit in here?” Driving around is a common pastime in small towns like this… when you have nothing else to do and the gas is cheaper than other places, that’s just what you do for fun.

“I’m down to drive around.” You nod. You’ve honestly not hung around with friends in a while since you’ve been so busy with work, college, and your personal life. This was just the change you needed right now. You start flipping through his CD case as he begins to drive with no destination in mind. “System of a Down? Hell yeah!” You make sure there’s no other CDs in the player before inserting this one.

Brian looked at you kinda funny. “I never pinned you as the type to listen to my music.” It’s obvious you surprised him, in a good way.

“Well then you didn’t have me pinned at all I guess.” You giggle. “I like a lot of the stuff in here, my guy!” You nudge and smile at him as he drives.

“Hey! Keep your hands to yourself.” He jokes.

“Yeah.. I’m sure you hate me touching you.” You joke back before realizing how flirty that came out… but you don’t mind… definitely not as much as you usually would.

“Yeah, yeah.” He scoffs.

You’re honestly really surprised when he doesn’t deny it. You think about earlier, in the freezer. Once again, your cheeks warm and you swallow hard. You look out the window of his car, hoping he won’t notice anything. But now you’re thinking of his emerald green eyes looking directly into yours and you can’t get it out of your head and your embarrassment only grows. He obviously just thinks of you as a friend… right?

“Hello? Y/n?” You’re called back to reality to a familiar voice looking at you intently. You hadn’t even realized that the car had stopped.

“Yes- hello… heh. Sorry, I zoned out for a bit.” You rubbed the back of your neck as you look around at where you’ve stopped. It’s a nearby park that is long past close, since all parks close at sun fall.

“Yeah, I noticed.” He laughs. “Thinking about everything that happened?” His voice dropped into a much more serious tone… gosh today is the first time he’s ever talked seriously with you and now again? Weird.

“Uh- yeah. That’s exactly it..” you shook your head quickly as you lied through your teeth. You weren’t going to say ‘no I was daydreaming of you and I.’

He silently nods. “If you need to talk more about it, I’m all ears.”

“No. It’s okay…. Um why did you stop here though?” You quickly subvert the attention away from you.

“I like to come here and hang out after park close because no kids are here….. and smoke weed.” He shrugs. “I don’t know if you’re into that, and if you’re not, that’s cool too.” He pulls out a joint from his bag.

“Ahah.. do you carry that with you everywhere?” You snicker.

“Well yeah… you never know when a good time to smoke will arise.” He nods, looking somewhat proud of himself. “So? You in?”

“Ya know.. fuck it. Why not?” It’s not something you do regularly, but you’ve had a particular hard day.. week.. month… maybe even year? Hard to keep track at this point.

“Sick. I know the perfect spot.” He smiles. He’s never really been this kind to you.. or anyone that you’ve seen for that matter. You find yourself smiling back at him in silence for what feels like at least a minute… but in reality was maybe 10 seconds.

He gets up and out of the car and you follow. He leads you both to these large boulders in the corner of the park. They’re about 5-6 feet tall and 8 feet wide. One has a much flatter top than the others. He helps you up the rocks. It’s obvious he’s done this plenty of times. You guys end up laying down on the flattest rock, looking up at the stars. He puts the joint between his lips and uses one hand to light it and the other to cup the end to protect it from the gentle breeze. You wouldn’t be able to tell with his broody-self, but this is the most fun he’s had in a while. You, on the other hand, are feeling the same but can’t hide it nearly as well.

After a couple hits of the freshly lit spliff, he passes it to you. You deeply inhale the smoke and try to stifle your coughs.

“It’s okay to cough...” He laughs. “I know you don’t got lungs of steel like mine from smoking daily since I was a teenager.”

As much as he was slightly making fun of you, he genuinely did make you feel more comfortable about coughing your lungs out when you take too big of a hit (which is most of them, because you’re not completely sure how to do this yet). You hand it back and really let yourself enjoy just being relaxed. Not something you get to feel very often. “Hey um… thank you.”

“For the weed? It’s fine. I got plent-“

You cut him off “no, idiot. For comforting me earlier and hanging out with me now. I really needed this.” You turn your head to look at him.

“Oh- yeah…. Anytime. I don’t want to ever leave a friend in need hangin-“ he can’t maintain eye contact with you as hard as he tries. It feels too embarrassing. He takes a couple more long drags, hoping this heat in his chest would die down quickly. He doesn’t know how to handle it.

‘A friend…’ before today you’d be surprised that he even called you that but right now… it kinda stings. You can no longer deny your feelings at this point… but the influence of the few hits you did take are starting to take over and your thoughts are overtaken by euphoria and relaxation. “Wow.. this is nice…” each of your words are drawn out.

Brian laughs “y/n, you lightweight! You’re high off that!?”

“Shut upppp.” You groan, but laugh along nonetheless and close your eyes.

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All the sudden you wake up and Brian has laid his jacket over you. “What? I don’t remember falling asleep? How long was I out?” You question quickly with furrowed brows.

“I dunno. Maybe 30 minutes or so.” He shrugs. He’s now sitting up, looking down at you where you lay.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” You question intently.

“You obviously needed some rest.” He looks down at you with the softest smile you’ve ever seen on him.

“Um….. thanks..” God. There’s that feeling again. The embarrassment. You want him to kiss you right now. More than anything in this moment. You can feel that want grow with the butterflies in your stomach. He must feel this energy because he breaks eye contact and sits up straighter, looking in front of him.

“Yeah. No prob.” He clears his throat. You can tell he’s deep in thought about something. And that something, unknowingly to you, is you. He absolutely feels the same way. He just doesn’t know how to approach it.

You sit up next to him, realizing his jacket is still in your lap. “Oh- here.” You place the jacket over his shoulders, getting much closer to do so.

He turns his face to you as you do this, not realizing how close your face was. Your lips were maybe an inch or two away from each other. You could feel his warm breath on your face. Each of your hearts began racing. As you both sat there, eyes staring into one another’s. You just went for it. Maybe it was the heat of the moment, maybe it was because you were still minorly under the influence… but you leaned in and kissed him.

He was shocked to say the least, so it took him a second but he then returned the kiss. It was soft and slow as you both were still figuring out if this was real life. After a few seconds of this, you pulled away suddenly. “I’m so sorry- I-I don’t know what I was thinking- I-..”

He stops you “no- no. It’s totally okay. I um.. wanted to do that but didn’t have the balls.. so I’m actually really glad you did…” he brings back that cute little smile only you get to see, unlike the broody, couldn’t-care-less personality that you and everyone else had always seen.

“Really?” You responded sounding seriously dumbfounded… which you were. You thought there was no way in hell he felt the same and that you had just ruined your possible friendship.

“Yes, really. What? Do you want me to repeat myself, y/n?” He dipped back into his usual, smug persona.

You roll your eyes. “We were having a moment, ya know?” You flick him on the forehead.

“Hey! Dickwad!” He flicks you back.

You laugh for a while and then settle back down. “Just shut up and kiss me?” You come back closer once more. Without another word, he pulls you into a much more passionate kiss than before, now that he’s more comfortable.

You each respectively kiss the other back harder until you end up straddling his thighs. He pulls away to look at how you’ve repositioned, looking like he doesn’t know where to put his hands. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” He looks up at you with concern. “I don’t want you to regret anything…”

“I could ask you the same.” You place his hands on your hips, and smiling at him softly as you pant a little from the heat of the kiss alone, letting him know that’s okay. “I really like you, Brian.” You try to ease up any worries that he obviously has.

“I….. really like you too, y/n.” He basically whispers, but that’s as loud as he can get himself to respond.

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Thank you so much for reading! Tell me if you want a part 2!

[madness-in-the-flesh]

Well now that I've seen that MAG/Go3lm post, it has invoked my affection for Go3lms. Go3lms are just neat and adorable. They talk so politely and whenever they make a remark I just want to give them headpats. -insert headpat meme with regular Go3lm-

While this has been just been me talking about Go3lms, I do have a request in mind. Would you be alright with doing something for the tower guards? They may be annoying to fight, but I respect the dedication to their medival gimmick. God they're such dorks, love these lads. (I really enjoyed the stories with the rowdy duo, Church and Jorge, and the ever passionate burger mascot, Gil. Just wanted to see if I could get some spotlight on some other Go3lms.) You're free to choose which guard to do, to just generalize how they'd all act, or however you'd like to go about it.

So here's a scenario, the reader works for Nexus Core as one of its many combatitive units. They interact with the tower guard now and then due to their patrol routes occasionally intersection. However, they notice it happening more often, bumping into eachother despite being stationed on different floors or in sections that they are quite sure aren't important enough to warrant the attention of the tower guard.

hjfbsdsedf I have to agree with you. They're all just. Funky and i love me some funky big guys +) Also head pats. They deserve ALLL OF THEM!!!

Oh shit! I never actually thought I'd be writing for these guys. but yeah, I'm happy too!! Wouldn't be surprised if they all played d&d together either... ( fuheyusf thank you!!! means a lot to hearrr <3 <3 ) Also hope it's cool but decided to go with the whole idea they are your fan club and went " we like this one. " and now you're being followed by them.

Beautiful scenario tho anon. I adore it. I'm gonna have LOTS of fun with this >+))) !!!!!! But genuinely this is super creative and cool??? You've got a big brain anon !!! <3 <3

I also can't tell if this is longer than my usual writing but it feels like it. nuihu

Tower Guards - The Point where it went wrong

Trigger Warnings - Manipulation, Intimidation, Abduction, Murder, Gore, Violence, Injury, Character death ( oc ), possible reader death. kinda.

Note - This one has the inclusion of two ocs of mine as your co-workers, Just kinda for the plot to feel more solid. Just really place holders but I promise both of them have a lot more depth than discussed in this story here lmao.

Many people in your situation would be asking " How did it get to this point ?" and frankly, not even you knew the answer. Maybe you could at least pin point the beginning. Something simple and from then on, they'd stuck with you. It had been a joke: Nothing too serious. You thought the way they talked, resembling that of the medieval ages, was kinda funny. Most were intimidated by them, sure they were skilled but you didn't seem to process that fear. You should have been terrified, And with what has happening now: You are.

" I think I'd make a great tower guard " you joked, puffing out your chest as the other shook their head, clearly unamused by your antics.

" Please don't do anything stupid around those G0l3ms. They will not hesitate to crush you " Theseus spoke, Rubbing the temple in irritation. The two of you were similar in some ways while opposite in others. While Theseus took a more serious approach. He just wanted to get the job done and head home. Most would have sighted this as a horrid combination seeing as you were light hearted. Possibly as juvenile as it gets which caused them immense stress but you two had gone back for years now. It was just... natural. Your shenanigans were unmatched while they balanced you out with their serious tone. To finish it off, Here you both were, working under the same branch in the science tower.

" By my troth, I shall try " You hummed out, elbowing your co-worker as you motioned a hand over your heart. A promise that now come to accidentally break. It caused them to groan but oddly enough, this caught the attention of the black guard, turning and staring back. The two of you jolted as the voice boomed through the room.

" Honourable! What is your name small one? " The blue guard questioned, hunching down to meet your size more. Cracking your head up, you blinked. Taken aback by the fact your simple choice of words had gotten you this much attention, face heating up at the newfound attention.

" Um... I'm (Y/n) " You spoke, rubbing the back of your neck as he let out a cheery laugh. Perhaps he was amused by your antics as much as you were.

" (Y/n)... I shall remember it well. " He hummed your name before letting the two of you go on your way. Youi hadn't paid too much attention to it, instead just snickering about it. While Theseus' eyes hadn't left the figure of the blackguard. It puzzled you, Making you raise a brow.

" You good? " You asked, genuinely concerned but he was clearly pondering his next set of words, choosing them carefully. He turned to face you as he shrugged.

" Dunno. Just got a bad feeling about those things. " he responded as you headed back. From then on, that bad feeling in them would grow and grow for him and no matter how much he protested, You didn't take him seriously. Even so, You never really took it seriously, sighting Theseus as just plain paranoid or just his usual overreacting. There was no away these G0l3m's would dream of harming some of the important Nexus scientists such as yourselves. right? You'd hoped that much. Maybe it was to cover your own tracks, trying to calm your friend down because if you weren't scared, perhaps he wouldn't be either. Perchance, if you had listened to him, things wouldn't have turned so sour.

From then on the guards would pop up at different intervals. It started out small, Just simple route changes you hadn't really payed attention towards since, like everyone else here, you had a job to do. It started happening more frequently though, Guards would stop by your station and ask how you were doing, simple things that... were nice to hear honestly but maybe not during working hours. After all, if you were caught, who knows what punishment you'd face. You weren't sure what to do about them either but soon chalked it up to them seemingly wanting to become acquainted with you after expressing interest, probably.

Some notable incidents were when a red guard had accidentally tripped and crushed what you were working on. You almost had a fit, Months of work down the drain but part of you didn't want to cause a scene with the large guard. You just laughed if off. It meant staying over hours. Apparently the guard had felt so bad, he started to hang around you during those hours on his rounds. Always stopping to check in on your which you found sweet. You were actually happy to have some new dedicated friends, even if it meant Theseus was less than thrilled. One comment made by him was " They planned that shit so you could be around more? " You had just chalked it up to them being clumsy but he still refused: Sighting it strange that the guards, who were already extremely agile, would make such a clumsy mistake. It didn't matter if it was on purpose or not though, You still had to come in to catch up more.

Another involved a yellow guard. You hadn't even properly picked up on it happening until another co-worker, Achilleas had told you. Apparently someone was talking about you behind your back about the red guard. How you had technically put the project on hold until it could be all redone: The guard that overheard this was NOT happy and apparently killed the. However the real reason was according to the report that was handed out to you and your co-workers: He was a spy. Planning on sharing information with others and leaking what you were doing to the public and with that, The yellow guard had taken him out. Theseus remained ambient it was a cover-up, With what you know now. He was most likely right. On the other hand, Achilleas was just glad he was gone: apparently he was a right asshole around the work place. Not that you knew the guy personally.

The worst out of them was meeting the Blackguard. He had an air of authority, more so than the others and he definitely didn't like your friends. You only ever saw it once though, He was so happy with you. As many of the guards were, polite, caring and a good time. A rare combination in Nevada but you were pleasantly surprised to find it home in the leader of the tower guard. Shame it didn't stay that way. He would hardly say anything when your companions were around. The three of you would talk, just minding your own business and he'd show up. Towering over all three of you in size and you knew it intimidated them, no matter how many times you tried to reassure them that it was fine. he'd be so pleasant with you, but when either Achilleas and Theseus tried to talk with him, The tone felt forced... You thought it was nerves maybe. That he wanted to perhaps get in with your little trio and didn't know the way about it. On the other hand. You knew the truth now. Although maybe it was obvious from the start as sometimes he'd drag you away to get you to talk to him alone until the alarm for your break being over sounded off. It soon developed into not just the blackguard doing so, but any guard that saw you chatting with the three in the breakroom. Sometimes they'd then be there, waiting for you. occasionally they'd escort you there and keep you away from the two but again: Maybe they were just shy. Neither of your friends liked this but Achilleas wasn't as bothered, going along with what you said because he trusted you - If you said they were harmless, then they were to him.

The last vague incident you could recall was noted with a blue guard. The same who you had encountered. He insisted that he escort you back to your office while you were on break. Previously, You were talking in the break room with some of your two closest work friends: Theseus and Achilleas. The three of you were talking about how your own individual lives outside your job were going, which relatively uninteresting apart from Achilleas story about a particularly amusing mattress salesmen. Just casual conversations. Only for the guard to stalk up behind the three of you. At first, you payed no mind to it. Only giving them a small wave before you heard the alarm, signalling breaktime was over and began to head back to your designated areas.

" I am here to escort you back to your workplace! " he spoke, filled with pride as the other two stared at the guard then each other. Achilleas looked slightly confused while Theseus' face was riddled with concern.

" Oh yeah sure. See you guys after work? " You replied before turning to the other two. They both nodded before beginning to head away. Theseus kept looking back: Clearly concerned for you but again. He's just a paranoid little man, or so now you wished it had just been his paranoia. You and the guard walked back, heading to the elevator. It was a journey filled with small talk. Nothing too special outside the usual talk you had with the respective guards. A question made you pause though.

" What are those two to you? Are they... Your protectors? " he prompted, tilting his head lightly. This made you laugh lightly, Deciding to play along with that you used to think was just some sort of medieval humour thing.

" Nahhhh. Theseus is like my champion. Achilleas is just one of those...uh, what you call it " You paused to think, looking away as you gathered your thoughts. Turning back when you remembered

" He's like my leech collector. Slimy little fuck sits there and collects them for me " you mused, snickering lightly at the small joke you had made. You wanted to keep up with them, humour and have fun with the whole medieval aesthetic but now. You wished you hadn't. The blue guard let out a small ' ahh ' in acknowledgement before going deadly silent. This... was new. While you were used to small talk, complete silence was unfamiliar.

You couldn't think about it long though as the elevator stopped and you got to your floor. Heading out the blue guard waved goodbye, saying something about a meeting he needed to attend. You brushed it off and just got back to work as usual and for a while. Things were normal besides the guards patrolling around your area getting more and more frequent but you weren't in charge of them. So it was none of your business

Then it came down to the day it all went wrong. Remembering the day in the breakroom once again, gathered with your usual buddies and talking about whatever came to mind at the current moment. Soon it trailed into the tower guards and the usual insistence with Theseus began. You were pretty much tired of it at this point, day in day out: Insisting they were no good. You'd become quite friendly with them so... You saw no problem with them.

" Oh shut up. " You huffed, taking a sip of your drink of choice. Not an office favourite, but it was yours. Theseus seemed to sigh, shaking his head.

" I'm serious, (Y/n). Somethings fucking up with them. They're following you around like a pack of lost puppies " He spoke up, causing Achilleas to gawk. Not at anything in particular. Theseus' eyes followed his, only for him to freeze up: Staring at whatever was behind you. The stare didn't stop, even as you took a quick look behind you, although the shadow that loomed over the three of you should have been very telling. You brushed it off, already accustomed to it only to double turn when you realized it was one of the G0l3m's that Theseus had been complaining about to your group mere moments ago.

This would not end well.

Something about the way the Blackguard loomed spoke volumes. The silence that spread through your group only made the air thicker. he G0l3m stared at your friend, Presumably if looks could kill: He'd be nothing but paste between his fingers.

" I challenge you, For (y/n)'s hand. " The Blackguard spoke up, The cold tone in their voice showed he was extremely serious with every single drop of venom spilling out of the sentence. Theseus stared in horror, just preparing to back up and out of the break room. Clearly intimidated by the larger thing. You didn't blame him because for the first time, The fear Theseus had felt: Infected you. The understanding of your friend's apprehension, made everything spin. Vomit threatened to rise out from your lips still you caught yourself, Swallowing it with your anxiety.

"I'm um. Busy " Theseus called, quickly darting out the room: Leaving the breakroom. It left both you and Achilleas staring up at the G0l3m who only turned to your other friend.

" Coward. What about thou? " You and Achilleas made eye contact, holding it for a moment before he turned to the now empty cup, holding the silence again while spinning his head to gawk at the large figure behind you.

" With all do respect, No thanks chief. " and he began rushing out of there: Not failing to toss his cup into the sink with a clash. Before leaving: A quick ' I'm so sorry ' was mouthed at you and your co-worker vanished beyond the same door as Theseus. The tension rose further, Making you laugh nervously. You had no idea how you were supposed to react, Staring up at the guard made you feel small. A lot smaller than every other time you had encountered the guard previously. The tension made everything just feel generally bigger. While it wasn't outright panic, the anxiety was lingering. He must be... messing around. After all how could someone you considered a friend, along with the other guards who had been nothing short of pleasant, hurt other people you considered friends.

I mean: You hated a few of your co workers but you wouldn't resort to cutting their lives short. You.... weren't like that. While you wanted to believe they wouldn't do the same, The way he looked down at you; No visible emotion, reminded you just what they were made to be. Killing machines that would slaughter anyone who not only defied Phobos, but got caught in places they shouldn't. You nervously played with your cup, looking away from him but you could still feel those eyes burning into the top of your head.

You had been saved by the alarm, signalling that your break was over and you once again laughed nervously. You tried to speak but the words were caught in your throat, Silently opening your mouth for nothing to come out. While you didn't want to believe you were scared, You were shaking now. The liquid in your cup jittering along with you and there was nothing you could do about it. Uncomfortably shifting as you decided instead to just wave: Almost dropping your cup in the process.

He came with you, practically talking to himself as you tried your best to respond but you just felt sick. You weren't sure where to pin point why but you couldn't shake the ever growing feeling that something bad would happen. Like a six sense. Maybe it was because you knew the guards so well, that they wouldn't stand for what Theseus was telling you. He disappeared once you got back to your work space. You remember placing the cup on the desk, no longer interested in it's contents. You weren't thirsty anymore. You thought that would have been the end of it. The strangest thing that happened that day and at this point - You were considering resigning. That look he gave Theseus unsettled you and now you felt like you were catching onto what he meant.

Hours passed, Up until it was the end of you shift. Excited to head home as you and Theseus had promised to spend the evening together watching the latest slaughter time re-run. Both you and he had agreed that the newer episodes lacked that little bit of pizazz the older ones had. So you waited outside for a while. 5 minutes turned into 10 minutes, which soon became half an hour and you were now suspicious. Theseus was never one to not let you know he'd be late. He just wasn't like that. If anything he had to be on time since he acted like being late was enough to get you executed. then again, Maybe you would since you were working for the Director. Wandering the halls once more to his office, Passing every clearance badge scan up until you walked into his small office. You weren't ready for what you saw. You don't think any amount of preparation would have though. For all the horrors you had seen in your time here: This one truly broke your heart.

Your friend Theseus had been alive earlier. You and Achilleas had been in the breakroom only a couple hours ago, trying to push past the incident with the blackguard as much as possible while you worked - A ping of guilt as you briefly remembered that the last words you heard from him were in fear of the blackguard - You should have done something to stop it sooner. However, here his body remained. Soaked in his own plasma. His head was detached from his body, having rolled across the floor at your feet. A plethora of blood having shot upwards out his neck and across the pale white walls. The knees of the body had buckled a while ago, no longer having the brain to hold itself up.

There his killer stood over the body. Holding himself as if he hadn't just killed your best friend of many years. The large G0l3m turned, facing you and laughing. You hadn't realized the trio gathering behind you either.

" I have bested your champion in battle! Thou shall now join our order! " The Blackguard pointed towards you, Causing you to cower away. No. no no no, You turned to run but a group of them lined the hallway. Your heart skipped a beat as you met the faces of more tower guards.

You screamed and kicked as they picked you up, struggling in the larger ones grip. The red guard was relentless and didn't let you go. The Blackguard leading the rest, along with you. Down the hallways with eager strides. At first confused, what did they plan on doing with you? Locking you up in some dingy dungeon? Were you going to become some sort of glorified house pet? The thoughts made you shiver and fight against him all the more. You quickly picked up on their plan though, once you saw the familiar look of the magnification chambers to which you silently screamed in terror. They wouldn't...

" They have volunteered for the process " one spoke, holding you up almost like a cat would a kitten. You didn't stop kicking and yelling: Finally realizing the genuine danger you were in. You knew what entailed you if you were to enter it. You'd be kept in the place for days, possibly weeks. If your body couldn't handle it: You'd die. If you did, then you wouldn't be yourself. You'd only be a shell, Left to fill with whatever the scientists or environment deemed fit - They'd stitch your skin and stretch it over your flesh to make it adapt to your new size. You shook your head " no " hopping that one of your fellow scientists would understand. No empathy was spared as they nodded and gave the guard the go ahead.

You continued to struggle up until you were thrown into the corner, Slamming into the wall with a thud as you slid down. Your eyes already droopy from the ongoing pain in the back of your head. The last glance you got was that of the Blackguard. The same way he was positioned during your first meeting.

" Small one, good luck on your quest. If thou does not make it. We will honour your memory. "

And all light faded as the doors slammed shut. Your body began to subtly ache. It left you to go over the moments that had lead up to this as you tried to figure out, through tears, where did it all go wrong?

[ahtsumu]

long shots ; miya osamu

pairing: miya osamu x f!reader

synopsis: miya osamu is the teacher’s assistant for food chemistry i. you can’t stop thinking about him.

tag(s): college!au, slow burn, TA!miya osamu, grad student!reader, fluff, reader is a go-getter!! ; warning(s): profanity, suggestive themes, talk of insecurities and imposter syndrome ; wc: 5.6k

a/n: happy birthday to @starrysamu​! i love u. pls excuse any errors. i’ll weed them out later! btw this fic is not a sugar daddy au LOL

HIS NAME IS Miya Osamu and he always looks like he has it all figured out. Comes in every class with his black hair perfectly tousled, the sleeves of his dark button-up rolled to his elbows, a cup of coffee in one hand and the strap of that black messenger bag in another.

“He drives a BMW, did ya know?” Isla says in your ear one morning. Your only friend in Food Chemistry I gives you a pointed look before sitting back in her chair in the lecture hall with a smirk on her face. “Saw it this morning. Bet he’s loaded.” The two of you watch the subject in question walk across the classroom and settle in his seat at the table in the corner.

“Shut up,” you whisper with wide eyes. A grin–– far from innocent–– makes its way onto your face. “Imagine being Miya Osamu’s sugar baby.”

“He’s not old enough to be a sugar daddy.” Isla looks at her nails disinterestedly. “And that’s too many AUs in one. He’s already the TA, for god’s sake. This isn’t some shitty Wattpad novel.”

A light giggle slips out of your lips. “I can see the title already. My Sugar Daddy is the TA?!”

Now, if anyone had been listening in on your conversation, they would’ve assumed many things about you. The first being that you’re both gold-diggers. This is untrue–– at least, in your case. Isla, you’re not so sure about, given how your friendship only goes back about one month. But she tags you in memes on Instagram so maybe it’s as real as real gets. Their second assumption would be that you have a big fat crush on your TA. That one’s complicated, mostly because it’s true, but only kinda. It all started in the second week of school when Isla caught you staring at Osamu and slipped you a post-it note with both your initials encircled in a heart. And, because you’re shameless with a good sense of humour, you made a show of kissing it while she was looking. And thus began your meaningless but incredibly entertaining, satirical, co-written fantasy about Miya Osamu.

It also didn’t help that on the first essay you got back, Isla’s paper had been marked up with “are you sure?”s and “this is a jump”s, while yours had “excellent reasoning” and “insightful analysis”. You’d even gotten a little comment at the bottom: y/n, fantastic work. you should speak up in class more often. –– OM

But Miya Osamu doesn’t play favourites because the next week you’d gotten another essay back, this time with another comment at the bottom: y/n, not your best work. you could’ve done better by connecting your first paragraph with the second using grant’s reading. conclusion lacked punch, too. all the best. –– OM

Every time you’d read the words scrawled in blue ink, you’d felt a pair of eyes on you. But you chalk it up to Osamu being a careful grader. A good TA. Someone who cares about his students.

Isla calls bullshit on that. You’re not really sure how to feel about her stance.

The classroom door opens and shuts again. You don’t have to look at your phone to know that it’s nine on the dot. Instead, you and Isla straighten your backs, pull out your notebooks, and focus. Your no-nonsense professor says “good morning” in her usual perky manner before jumping right into her keynote presentation.

“Did you all find the reading okay?” Professor Lee asks an hour into the lecture.

A chorus of “yes”s fill the air. You bite your lip, wondering if revealing that you didn’t understand shit will out you as the class idiot. Or maybe your silence is telling enough–– maybe the people in the seats beside you have noticed the grimace on your face and are having thoughts like ‘gee whiz, am I glad I’m not dumb like her’. Heat rushes to your cheeks. Sometimes you really wonder if you’re smart enough to be here. Occurrences like these do nothing to dispel your insecurities.

You vaguely hear her ask something like, “Any thoughts about the reading?” It’s not that you’re actually dumb. It’s just that this class is ridiculously hard for an introductory course, even for a graduate programme. From the start of the semester til now, fifteen people have dropped the class. There’s just twenty of you left. Guess a ridiculously hot TA can’t save a course’s drop-rate.

Before you can make your mind up on what to say, your professor moves on from her question.

As you look off to the side of the room for a break from your thoughts, you find a pair of blue-grey eyes pointed in your direction.

Everything about you, from the expression on your face to the way your muscles tense, makes you look like a deer caught in headlights–– even though he was the one caught staring in the first place. So maybe your shamelessness works on a scale.

Miya Osamu lifts one corner of his mouth.

And as if the exchange hadn’t happened at all, he looks back down at his laptop and continues typing.

The rest of the lecture goes through one ear and out the other.

“Everyone, I believe Osamu has something he wants to say,” Professor Lee says as everyone begins packing their bags.

The raven-haired TA slides out of his seat and sits on top of his desk. “Yeah.” Osamu clears his throat and crosses his arms over his chest. You notice how the muscles in his arms bulge from the movement.

“Whipped,” Isla mutters, grinning mischievously.

“Him for me,” you whisper back, though your eyes do travel back to his face where they should’ve been all along. Osamu catches your gaze and holds it. And then he looks away again.

“Now, I know you’re all Nobel prizewinners in the making,” he begins, garnering a round of snickers and giggles from your classmates. Most people say that cliques dissolve in college. That there’s no such thing as popularity amongst graduate students. That much, you agree with. But no one ever said anything about popular teacher’s assistants. Especially smart, attractive, witty teacher’s assistants like Miya Osamu. “But in case you didn’t understand the reading or would like to develop a deeper understanding of it, don’t hesitate to email me. I’ll try to host a review session all of us can attend.”

Professor Lee smiles appreciatively at Osamu, adding, “That’s a wonderful idea, Osamu. Guys, please take this opportunity if you struggled with the reading. I know eighty pages is a lot, but our next three classes are structured around the concepts in the reading and the mid-term next week will almost exclusively be about it, too.”

Well, shit.

To: m.osamu@hqu.edu

Hi Osamu,

I was wondering if I could get some help with the reading from last class. To be frank, I couldn’t make it past page 15 and I’m lost like a snot-faced five-year-old in a shopping mall on Black Friday. Sorry. Thanks in advance!

Regretfully,

Y/N

MS Candidate

College of Agriculture and Life Sciences

Haikyuu University

From: m.osamu@hqu.edu

no problem. is 5 pm tomorrow at jack’s okay? we start on the concepts from the reading next class so i want to get you up to speed asap. let me know. thanks.

OM

PhD Candidate

College of Agriculture and Life Sciences

Haikyuu University

It’s five minutes to five when you pull into the parking lot of Jack’s Diner. The shiny, retrofuturistic eatery is a university favourite but the empty parking lot tells you it’s completely deserted right now (and rightfully so–– who eats dinner before six?). The black BMW parked a few spots from your car, however, says that you’re not alone.

Osamu’s figure comes into view as you reach for the handle to the front door of Jack’s. The twenty-six-year-old sits by himself at one of the bright red tables in the back, typing away on his dark grey laptop.

His head lifts up at the sound of the opening door. Osamu calls out your name and waves you over.

“Hi,” you greet with a smile, sitting down across from him.

“Hey.”

You look around before leaning forward on the table. “Is anyone else coming?”

“No.” Osamu sits back in his seat. “I thought about hosting one big group, but then I realised that it’d probably be stressful for the staff here.” He nods his head in the direction of the kitchen. “And I had a hunch that everyone would have different questions. Forcing everyone to review concepts they already know is a waste of time.”

At first, you nod. That makes sense. But then you furrow your brows. “So how long have you been here?”

Osamu blinks. He hadn’t expected you to ask about him. “Hmm? Oh.” He taps his phone to check the time. “Just a while.”

Quirking a brow, you ask, “And how long is ‘a while’ to you?”

“Seven hours,” he admits, chuckling lightly when he sees your jaw drop. “A lot of people had questions. They just don’t act like they do. Anyway, time flies. Really, it does.” Quickly, he clears his throat and sits forward. “So, about your email.” He grins. “Not sure if you meant it to be funny, but it was.”

“I’m glad my distress was entertaining for you. Do you TA just to watch grad students suffer?”

“Perks of the job,” Osamu says. His grin widens when you giggle. He’s never heard you laugh before and he realises at that moment that it’s really nice. And then that same grin falters. Gracefully, of course, and imperceptibly to you. But not to him. Is it okay for him to be… thinking things like that? About a student? But you’re not really his student since he’s just the TA. Right? Osamu ignores the weird feeling that comes over him and clasps his hands together at the edge of his laptop. “Back to your email. Can ya tell me what you’re confused about?”

Three hours and two Impossible Burgers later, you suddenly understand everything about food molecules so well that you wonder why you’d even been confused in the first place. But besides that, you’ve also picked up things about Osamu. As a person and not an idea. Not that you’d been actively searching for fun facts about your TA. But they’d stuck to your brain like gum at the bottom of a desk. He likes to slip sarcastic quips into a conversation every now and then. Eats burgers upside down (“The right way,” as he’d said, smirking). Is friendlier than he looks.

“You’re really good at explaining things,” you comment as Osamu shuts his laptop closed.

“Well, I kinda have to be,” he says. And maybe it’s the mental fatigue catching up on him or the fact that he’s real fond of the reason why he can break big concepts down into morsels but suddenly, the rest of his thoughts spill out his mouth like wine. “I have a twin brother with potato salad for brains.”

“Oh?”

And before he can stop himself, he tells you about Miya Atsumu, the pro-athlete you’ve definitely heard of but never gave too much thought. And then you hold onto the fact that they were both on the volleyball team and you ask of which school, so then he tells you about Inarizaki, the high school he attended, and then his decision not to go pro to go to college, and then––

“Sorry,” he laughs, cheeks turning pink. “You probably didn’t need to hear all that.”

“No, it’s fine,” you say–– and you mean it. “Your life is interesting.”

Osamu leans back in his chair. “Well, I’m sure yours is, too.” He holds your gaze like it’s the key to your presence. It’s an invitation. The kind that comes from people who don’t really know if they want you around but also don’t want you gone.

You take it.

Osamu shouldn’t–– he really shouldn’t–– but he wonders about the things you didn’t tell him the entire drive home.

Isla laughs when you tell her about what happened at Jack’s. You lay in bed with your phone next to you on speaker, your face turned on your pillow so that you’re staring out the window at the city below.

“He wants you,” she sings.

“Or he was just being nice.”

“Methinks not!” Isla giggles. “He’s intrigued, girl! You’re like that cute little new mystery in his life and he just wants to get to know you.”

“I think he was just being polite.”

“Or he’s crushing on you!”

“In your dreams.”

“You mean yours? Boo, you’re no fun today. Usually, you go along with the jokes.” Isla’s tone is playful on the surface but full of implications.

A few silent seconds pass. Yeah, you think, agreeing. I do.

“Girl,” Isla drags out the word in a high pitch, saying it like a scientist says ‘eureka’. “You’re not playing along anymore because it’s real now. You're actually catching feelings!”

“Am not!” you laugh.

“The Y/N I knew would’ve said ‘nah, bitch, he’s catching feelings’ and I think that says all there is to say.”

“Okay, I think he’s cute but it’s not a crush,” you concede, grinning. “And he’s the TA, Isles. It’d never happen.”

“Not while he’s still a TA in a class you take.”

“Isla.”

“Ask him out once this semester ends! Unless you’re chicken.”

“I’m not asking him out.”

“Knew you were––”

“Have you seen me? He’s asking me out.”

Miya Osamu walks through the door at eight-fifty as usual that next morning, dressed in his usual button-up, holding his usual cup of coffee. But this time, as the rest of his tall frame passes through the doorway, Osamu’s eyes subtly scan the faces in the lecture hall, lingering for just a while over yours. The corners of your lips turn up. You hope he saw that.

“Bitch!” Isla whisper-screams. The students sitting around you turn around at the noise and grin at each other when they realise it’s just Isla being… well, Isla. She shoos them away jokingly.

“What?” you whisper back.

“Care to explain why our TA was literally eye-fucking you?”

“That was hardly eye-fucking,” you retort. “Maybe like an eye-handshake.”

“Yeah, a naked eye-handshake where his thang is handshaking your––”

He does it again the next class.

And the next.

And then he doesn’t. Miya Osamu walks through the door to Food Chemistry I at eight-fifty in the morning in a navy blue button-up with a cup of coffee in his hand and looks through the rows of seats in the lecture hall for your face, only to find it missing.

He debates pressing the matter.

To: m.osamu@hqu.edu

hey osamu,

i wasn’t in class today because i’ve been sick with the flu (no big deal, just feel like i’m dying). a classmate sent me pictures of the slides from today so i think i should be fine, but is it okay if i email you with any questions? thank you very much!

miserably,

Y/N

MS Candidate

College of Agriculture and Life Sciences

Haikyuu University

From: m.osamu@hqu.edu

y/n,

of course. sorry to hear that you’re sick. let me know if i can do anything to help you. the midterm is next week. get well soon.

OM

PhD Candidate

College of Agriculture and Life Sciences

Haikyuu University

“You writing that the midterm is next week did not offer me any peace of mind, by the way,” you say, spinning around in your chair as Miya Osamu enters your pod in the library.

He offers you a wry grin. “Hello to ya, too.”

“Was that an accent?” You thought you’d heard one at Jack’s, but you couldn’t be sure because it’d been so spotty.

Osamu slips into the seat beside yours and pulls out the laptop in his messenger bag. You catch a whiff of his cologne–– something spicy and woody, but clean. It suits him. “Nice catch. Yeah, I speak a regional dialect. Took me a while to smooth it over but it still resurfaces every now and then.”

“Why?”

“It just didn’t seem fitting for a PhD candidate, I guess,” Osamu explains, opening the slides from the class you missed. A day after your initial exchange, you’d emailed him again (with a much clearer mind) and asked if he could go over the slides with you in person.

i literally feel like i’ve been given the homework from russian lit, you’d written. except the russian has been translated to hieroglyphs and my task is to choreograph an interpretive dance based on the hieroglyphs.

Osamu had snickered when he saw your email. that doesn’t even make sense. must be the fever talking, he’d been tempted to write. But that strange feeling had come over him again, the one that’d screamed at him to keep it professional, goddamnit, so he’d played it safe instead and sent is eight pm at the main library okay? He hates that you’re getting a watered-down version of his personality. Osamu swears he’s a lot more interesting when he’s not, well, a TA.

“I think it’s fine,” you say, smiling. “I like it. It’s you.” And suddenly, you’re wondering if it’s okay to be complimenting your TA. If it’s okay to say that you like things about him, or if that crosses some grey, unclear line. Is it weird to treat your TAs like they’re your friends? It’s not like TAs are real teachers. Right?

A grin–– wide and genuine and almost excited–– grows on Osamu’s face. He rubs the back of his neck as his eyes flit over to the laptop screen. “Thanks. Really.”

You nod. But you feel like there’s more that he might want to say, so you wait.

“I got a lot of shit for it when I came here for my master’s, y’know. Not to my face, of course, but people would refer to me as ‘the guy with the accent’. A professor once said it made me seem crass. Said it’d hold me back in my career.”

“So you changed.”

“Adapted,” Osamu corrects. “It’s hard to admit but conforming is sometimes all you can do when you don’t have the power to change the system. Can’t really make everyone suddenly respect a dialect.”

“And after you’re finished with your PhD, you’ll go back to speaking in that dialect?”

Osamu looks out the window and smiles, probably imagining the plans he’s already made about the future. “Yeah.”

“What if you have to speak the standard language at your job? Like, your boss is all, ‘hey man, if you don’t speak––”’

“I’ll be the boss.”

“Oh?”

And with a little more prodding, Miya Osamu tells you about the restaurant chain he plans on opening after graduation, the slides about food additives left completely untouched.

The librarian knocks on your pod a few minutes before eleven to tell you they’re closing.

“Shit,” Osamu murmurs, running his hands through his hair. You’re still laughing about something he’d said before the librarian interrupted him–– one of his stories from high school–– and he thinks that you’ve completely forgotten that the reason you came to the library was to catch up on the material you were already behind on. And now you’re behind on that. But you look so carefree right now and, actually, you’re very pretty and you’ve got such a good heart and it’s a lot for him to process but he knows he just wants to see you happy a while longer. So Osamu just slumps back in his chair and laughs along with you.

He says your name as his chuckles grow softer. “It’s pretty late. How’re you getting home?”

“I’ve a bike,” you reply. It’s good for the environment and is a pretty solid form of exercise if you do say so yourself. Sometimes you just don’t feel like driving. 

Osamu presses his lips in a thin line. Would it be too much to offer you a ride? “I can drive you home. It’s really not safe for you to be alone outside, especially near midnight. You can get your bike tomorrow. Or I’ll get it for you.”

He drives fast. Not the unsafe fast that speed demons drive at, but the kind of fast where you know he’s got some edge to his character. You bring it up to him–– especially since it’s nighttime, for god’s sake, he could hit something–– and all he does is remind you how there are lamps as bright as the sun lining the entire road to your dorm. And the fact that you live in the least accessible dorm on campus.

“A twenty-minute drive?” he’d exclaimed when he saw the GPS monitor.

“A bunch of roads are closed for construction. It’s a ten-minute bike-ride because I can cut through campus.” And suddenly feeling a little burdensome, you’d added, “Sorry. I can still bike––”

“No.” He’d held his hand out in front of you, gesturing for you to stay in the passenger’s seat. “It’s not a bother at all.” Because it wasn’t. Osamu was… happy. Not that he’d admit that.

“So this BMW,” you start in a teasing tone.

Osamu smirks. “A gift.”

“Can I guess from who?”

“Sure.”

“Atsumu.”

His brows rise. “Colour me impressed.” He hadn’t expected you to remember anything he’d said about Atsumu. Or maybe he had but told himself otherwise to lower his hopes.

“I’m smart like that.”

He snorts. “Not if you keep distracting me and using your review time to…” hang out with me, get to know me, tell me things about you… “…goof off.”

You grimace. “Yeah. Sorry about that.”

Osamu makes a turn down a familiar street. It dawns upon you that you're ten minutes away from your dorm and suddenly you wish he’d just make the wrong turn at the next intersection so that you could talk to him some more. It can even be about the health benefits of fish or the molecular makeup of kale–– you don’t mind. You just want to be around him longer.

“I think you’re really smart,” Osamu says quietly. “I think you’re not processing the readings because you’re distracted, or just not fully applying yourself. Obviously, last class’s slides are a different thing, since you were absent. But you really are smart. I’ve seen your papers.”

You bite your lip to hide your grin, feeling heat rush to your cheeks. “Thank you.” You look out the window, too jacked on dopamine to think straight. “I think I still need you, though.”

And that innocuous little sentence floats right out your mouth into the air, settling between you like a little wedge before either of you even realise it. Neither of you says anything. You marinate in the awkwardness before stuttering out a clarification. “To, um, to explain things. Y’know, since you’re, uh, so good at… explaining things.”

Osamu clears his throat and chuckles stiffly. There’s a slightly pink tinge to his cheeks. “Thanks,” he says, looking straight ahead. He can’t even look at you. Fuck. It’s so awkward. “I’ll try to keep… explaining things.” Fuck. What does that even mean?

A few uncomfortable minutes pass in silence. The night can’t end like this, you think. It can’t when everything else had gone so well. You still have to see him for a few more months. “Did you know,” you start, catching Osamu’s attention, “that Jack’s Diner has a location in Italy?”

“Oh?” he asks, making the final turn to the street where your dorm is. He actually hadn’t.

“Yeah. I asked the owner about the chain a while back. Have you ever been to Italy?”

Osamu shakes his head. “I’ve been to Paris, though. To see a friend. He’s a chocolatier.”

Now, if Osamu had been your friend, you would’ve said something like well, let’s go to Italy together, except he’s not. He’s your TA and you’ve been reminded that enough tonight. So instead, you say, “When you open that restaurant of yours in Italy, let me know.”

“That’s gonna take a while,” he laughs. He appreciates how you said ‘when’, though. And he tucks that little bit of confidence you have in him somewhere deep in his mind so that it doesn’t get lost.

“Isn’t that just seven hours?” you shrug, grinning. Osamu’s BMW pulls up outside your dorm and parks as he marvels at what you just said. You’re amazing. You unbuckle your seatbelt and turn to face your driver.

“Thank you for driving me,” you say, offering him a smile.

“Yeah,” he replies.

You stretch out your hand. With a puzzled look on his face, Osamu grabs it and shakes it. Firmly. You can’t help but notice how nice his hands are. Calloused for sure, but they feel nice.

“Goodnight, Osamu.”

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

He watches you jog into the building before driving away. And it’s like you’ve possessed his car or something because the smell of your shampoo and perfume is everywhere and it’s too much but it’s also not enough at the same time and he can feel your palm against his as he spins the steering wheel to make a turn and for the first time in his life he doesn’t turn on the radio to fill the silence in his car. Osamu replays everything you said in his head.

But he especially thinks about that part where you said you need him.

Weeks melt into months. You turn in essays after essays for Food Chemistry I, each coming back with detailed commentary in an all-too-familiar blue scrawl. All your other classes go well–– extremely well, actually. You might just end the semester with a 4.0 if Food Chem doesn’t fuck you over. Isla still tags you in memes on Instagram. You still tell her about everything that happens with Osamu.

Speaking of.

“That’s the wrong equation,” he says behind your ear as he settles in the seat beside you. The sound of his low voice so close to your ear sends a small shiver down your spine. “You gotta switch the hydrogens.” Osamu knocks on your skull lightly. “What’s goin’ on up in there? Ya got somethin’ on your mind?”

You laugh and elbow him in the side. “Shut up, ‘Samu.” He’d told you during one of his office hours that he’d gone by that nickname because he had a teammate with a foreign name in high school. It sounded so cool, he’d said, grinning.

I think Osamu sounds pretty cool already, you’d teased.

And he’d replied, Let’s trade. I like yours, you like mine, why not share?

You teeter on the line between friends and less-than-friends and, oddly enough, more-than-friends. Sometimes you still play it safe. Sometimes he pauses between texts and real-time conversations, no doubt to scrap an instinctive reply for something more “professional”. Sometimes you say things that make him look at you with the ghost of a smile at the corners of his lips. Sometimes he calls Atsumu to scream about you.

“S’not a no,” Osamu points out. He’s dressed in a black sweater and grey trousers today. You’re suddenly reminded of how the weather’s been getting colder when someone opens the door to the university café and lets in a gust of chilly autumn air.

“Okay,” you admit, setting down the pencil. “I just… don’t really feel prepared for this next test.”

Osamu frowns and looks down at your worksheet. “Your process is correct, though.”

“Right, but… I don’t know. I’ve just not been feeling great about myself lately,” you laugh, looking down at your feet. “Food Chem’s the toughest class I’ve ever taken. And remember how I completely embarrassed myself in that class discussion last week? It’s not really making me feel like I belong here.”

“Imposter syndrome,” Osamu remarks.

“Correct-o.”

He says your name softly and puts a gentle hand on your shoulder. “Maybe you’re not the smartest, but you’re definitely smart. And you belong here. I’ve seen your papers. They’re just as great as anyone else’s and I don’t hand out compliments for nothin’. You’re gonna do some great things but ya can’t improve if you ever give up.” Osamu searches your eyes for a sign of your understanding.

There’re a lot of things you want to say but you don’t know how to put them into words. “Can I hug you?” you finally ask.

Osamu doesn’t even think about it. “Of course.”

He feels you smile against his chest and wonders if you can feel his heart beat faster.

Isla camps out in your dorm as finals come around the corner.

“I don’t understand shit!” she wails, throwing her notebook into the air.

“Isles, it’s okay,” you laugh, slipping out of your chair and walking over to her nest in the corner. “You gotta chill, dude.”

“Not fair! I didn’t have a hunk holding my hand through this course all semester,” she retorts, humour glittering in her dark eyes. “I had the Organic Chemistry Tutor and his accent’s cute enough but, girl, you had Miya Fucking Osamu!”

“You’re literally the worst.” You giggle and sit down beside her. “Tell me what you’re confused about. I’ll try to explain it to you.” The way Osamu does.

You text him that you’d channelled his brains later that night.

His reply comes seconds later. all you, einstein.

From: osamu

good luck on the exam

you’re going to kill it

To: osamu

would u like to divulge any… information about it? 😏 😏 😏

From: osamu

bye

To: osamu

i was kidding :(

From: osamu

fine. tip #1: write your name

To: osamu

not very helpful. 0/10

From: osamu

keep running your mouth and 0/10 is what your score’s going to be

i’m kidding

you got this, y/n

“Holy fuck,” Isla groans as you cross the street to head to lunch at Jack’s. “If you don’t see me next semester it’s because I’ve gotten my grade back and decided to drop out.”

“What would you do?” you ask, amused.

“Maybe move to New Zealand. Raise some sheep. Marry a hot, blond shepherd and fuck off to a cliffside cottage.”

“Solid plan.”

“What about you?” she asks.

“What about me?”

“Remember that conversation we had at the start of the year? About your man?” The two of you reach another red light for pedestrians.

“We’re friends. He’s not my man,” you laugh. Though it pains you to. Something about being Miya Osamu’s friend doesn’t really sit right with you, but you don’t know how to not be his friend. You don’t know how to move out of the corner you’ve backed yourself into.

“But you wish he were! And now you can finally hit him with that ‘Hey, Osamu, I’ve been madly in love with you since the start of the semester, wanna fuck like rabbits and then open that store in Italy?’ and he’ll be all––”

A throat clears behind you. With wide eyes, the two of you turn around.

Holy fuck.

Miya Osamu stands behind you with his hands in his pockets and an enormous smirk on his face.

“He’ll be all what?” he asks, eyes fixed on you.

Isla murmurs an excuse and starts walking on her own to Jack’s.

“Um.” You swallow nervously and shrink in your coat. “You heard all of that, right?”

“Yep.” Osamu grins. He grins. He’s grinning. He’s smiling like he’s won the fucking lottery and you honestly don’t know what to do with that information.

“So, like,” you look down at the sidewalk and kick at a pebble, “what are your thoughts about that?” God, you could die. “��Cause I know you’re a TA and it’d probably look pretty bad and I don’t want anything bad to happen to you because I like you and it’s cool if we just…”

Osamu interrupts you with a laugh. “My thoughts,” he says, “are that I want to kiss you.” His fingers lift your chin up. “What are your thoughts about that?”

Well, shit. “I think that’s pretty cool, yeah,” you breathe, eyelids fluttering shut as his face comes closer to yours.

He tastes like mint. And his lips move softly, slowly against yours like he’s savouring the moment. And then you feel his hands snake around your waist to pull you closer–– closer because you both are tired of forcing the distance between bodies that want to be near each other, closer because he’s thought about kissing you just like this for so long, closer because you remember the last time he’d touched you was three days ago and it was just a brush of his fingers against your arm and that feeling of wanting more haunted you for the entire night. But holy shit, Miya Osamu is kissing you. He’s kissing you.

And then he pulls away. His dark eyes flit over yours. “I,” he breathes, “I need your course load next semester.”

“What?” you ask, disbelief written all over your features, chest rising and falling as you try to steady your breathing. You just kissed, for God's sake, and he's––

“I need to know which courses not to apply to TA for,” he grins, cupping your face in his hands. “Can’t be teachin’ in a class with my girlfriend as a student.”

“So we’re official?” you ask, beaming.

“If you want,” Osamu replies with a smirk.

You grab the front of his coat and tug him down for another kiss. “Hell yeah, I want to be official.”

[knpjpr]

distraught. | jjk sm au

⇆series: #fake

⇆main ship: gamer!jungkook x student!reader

⇆genre: fluff

⇆word count: 1.7K (unedited)

⇆warnings: nothing, this chapter is just some good ol' quality filler..again

⇆ a/n: if you'd like to be added to the taglist, send me an ask

Sitting beside Lou in the small table at Burger King, the sounds of people chatting filled your senses, making you comfortable as the group of girls sat in front of you.

Lou had been on her phone, not paying attention as you tried to finish the rest of your sandwich. Seething, Lou had huffed down at her phone making you turn over towards her, worried but she shrugged it off, placing the last of your fries in her mouth. “Just my senile ass mom arguing with me about staying home and getting my package.”

You winced at her words, pouting at the fact you wanted that last fry. “You shouldn’t swear so much,” You say as she turns her attention onto you fully, her hand stuffing into the warmth of her pink sweater. “I bought her the chicken wrap that she likes so much, and she can’t even stay home, what a hag.” You frown again towards her, but her attention is back on her phone before you could even say anything, making one of the other girls speak out towards you.

“How did you two even become friends?” You could tell she was trying to make conversation, and with the complete and obvious difference between you and Lou, it was easy to make that a topic.

“Oh! We went to the same middle school. We even were assigned seats next to each other the first year, and hung out ever since.”

Conversations had started to flow pretty easy after that, the girls talking about simple things such as romance movies, classroom drama, and up and coming highschool exams. You could finally relax after a week’s worth of stress and hard studying due to the pressure of your mother, so this was nice, and you were happy to be invited.

“And that’s how they ended up dating!” One of the other girls says, laughing as you settle into the conversation. “Wow, really? That’s impressive to say the least.” You say smiling, as the one girl you could remember the name of, Gyuri was it? Had started talking, setting her arms on the table as she leaned in towards you. “Oh, speaking of..”

“Everyone’s envious of our class due to apparently having a lot of good looking guys.” She started saying, the other two girls questioning if what was being said was true as you tried to see where this conversation was heading too. “Is there anyone you like, Yn? I bet you could get with anyone you want.” And there it was, the title that had been over your head the minute you stepped into the gates of highschool. People had compared you to everything, complementing you and always assuming when in reality you were a simple person.

“Yeah, Yn’s so popular.”

“You’re pretty smart..and have a great personality.”

“I know right? But maybe you have high standards?”

The girls had started flinging words towards you, making it hard for you to come up with an answer, because you didn’t know who you liked.

“Do you like anyone right now, Yn??” Gyuri asked with persistence, obviously wanting to know if you liked someone really badly for some reason. “Huh? Uh this is kinda sudden..” Gyuri frowns, placing her hands on the table, on impulse speaking out towards you with a quick response.

“We’ll tell you who we like too! You just have to promise not to spill it to anyone else.” The other girls nod in acceptance as Lou’s attention is now on the conversation rather than her phone. “Ah well..” The girls start to stare in shock as you rub your neck in nervousness, thinking that maybe what you feel for Taehyung is a crush, maybe you do like him. “So you do like someone! Who is it? Is he in our class??” Gyuri is quick with trying to find out who it is, and as you are saying that he’s in your class, she’s quick with an answer.

“Is it… Kim Taehyung?”

Taehyung was busy trying to finish the rest of his chicken when he looked up, and noticed the long gaze he was receiving from Jin and Yoongi.

“What do you want, you trolls?” The two boys smirking at him as they wiggle their fingers in unison at him with suggestive motives. “So when are you going to ask out Yn?” Jin asks, raising his eyebrows, as Taehyung throws one of the couches pillows at his face, the pillow sliding down. “I caught him texting her last night. Be honest. You like her, don’t you?” Yoongi asks with a questionative tone, Taehyung’s face flushing as he rubs the back of his neck as Jin grabs one of the chicken legs and stuffing his face full. “I’m trying to figure out the right time asking her, okay?” Jin and Yoongi oo him down, making Taehyung throw the rest of the couch pillows at the both of them.

He’s liked you for quite some time now, your presence making his heart speed up, and of course if you didn’t like him back, he would like to have the friendship that you have to stay. So he was concerned if he should confess, not able to accept rejection or the loss of you as a friend.

“Do you like Kim Taehyung?”

That question had surprised you, not knowing what you should say as Gyuri raised her eyebrow, wanting to know the answer.

“Huh?” You say as you take hold of your soda cup, blinking a few times to let the question set in your mind. “I mean, you always seem to be around each other. And some of our classmates have been saying that it seems like you two had a thing. I really wanted to know..because I like Taehyung too.” Gyuri says, as she pushes her bangs out of her eyesight, a slight bush on her face, you didn’t know what to say.

“But I know I don’t stand a chance so even just being friends with him would be very nice, but it's been hard to get a chance to get to know him..” She says as she glances towards you, as she continues the rest of her sentence. “So I wanted to ask you for your help, or would that upset you?” Saying you were caught off guard would be an understatement, but with a calm demeanor, you answered the question thrown at you. “Oh..well, i’m just friends with Taehyung so it’s not really for me to say who he’s friends with.”

Lou frowns from beside you, studying you as she listens to you and Gyuri talk. “I don’t know if there’s anything I can really help you with though Gyuri..” The girls in front of you are all watching you with an intensity as Gyuri smiles. “Then, if it’s okay, I'm really not asking for much. So that I can talk to Taehyung, could you-” Lou had cut her off, slamming her phone onto the table with a stern look on her face as the other girls looked with a confused look.

“No.” You were surprised, not expecting Lou to speak so suddenly or so loudly in a public pace. “We’re not in Elementary School, Gyuri. That’s so immature. Why do you need someone’s help to talk to someone?” Speaking calmly, Lou is not at all fazed as Gyuri frowns, not liking the words being spoken to her. “What? That’s hurtful Lou. Yn said it’s okay, so why are you-”

“Because I like him too.”

The table had been quiet, you and Gyuri both asking what as Lou sat there with a still motion, not faltering as she spoke out again for all to hear again. “I like Kim Taehyung too, so no Gyuri.”

“Did we get here late?” Hobi set his tray down onto the table that had been a few feet away from the group of familiar girls, but none of the guys paid enough attention, Jimin already stuffing his face full of fries.

“I told you we should get here faster! My stomach was practically punching me with hunger!” Jimin says, sitting beside Joon as Jungkook sets his tray onto the table last. Joon raising his eyebrow at Hobi. “What? We got here late because we waited for you to finish your game.”

A loud scream startled Jungkook as his attention was back at his burger and not the table behind him.

“YOU? LIKE TAEHYUNG? SINCE WHEN?” You yell out with shoke, poking your finger into Lou as she nonchalantly speaks out towards you. “It hasn’t been that long. I don't think that was loud enough for Taehyung to hear. Need a megaphone?”

You were distraught, you had no idea that Lou had feelings for Taehyung. Was she joking? Was it a lie?

“What are you two going to do then?” Gyuri asks, still not happy with the rejection she was told, her hands forming into knuckles. “You’re best friends, who like the same guy. Lou, if Yn and Taehyung start dating..can you still be her friend?”

That’s when it finally set in for you. Lou had been there, right there when you had mindlessly flirted with her crush. Had watched and said nothing. You wondered what she thought when she saw you two..

“That question doesn’t even deserve an answer from me. Why are you sitting there like a bump on a log huh?” Lou said with a stern face, making you make a final decision so you would no longer hurt your best friend, and never lose her for a boy.

“I think there’s been a misunderstanding.” You say loud and clear so the group of girls could hear, not noticing as the table behind you was paying attention too.

“I don’t like Taehyung. I do like him as a friend of course”

“Then who do you like?”

Your mind had tried to find someone that was random, someone that you would have nothing to do with.

“Oh, I like Jeon Jungkook!” You said with a smile, as Jimin spat out his drink, almost choking when he heard the words.

“I like Jungkook!”

Little did you know, this would be the start of you ending up having something to do with him.

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