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vivalas-vega · 6 months ago

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longshot / part one / bradley 'rooster' bradshaw x reader

heyooo! new fic alert - with bradley !!! i'm not sure i even want to call this part one as it's more of an intro but here we are. super excited to finally be writing for mr. bradshaw, and even more excited to be revisiting this idea from back when this was exclusively a star wars blog and my writing was ass compared to now (professor poe dameron, anyone?) anyways, i wanted to get this out to get some feedback -- as always please please please let me know what you think !!!

longshot / part one / bradley 'rooster' bradshaw x reader (nickname dove!)

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word count: 1.4k

warnings: mention of parental death -- general warnings going forward: typical 18+ content (drinking, swearing, smut, the works), me not knowing anything about college - this is my ideal world where everything works how I want it to not how it probably is :) (prob should mention this is not an au)

You relaxed as you stood in the aisle of the dimly-lit bookstore, taking in a deep breath of that new book smell and coffee from the in-house cafe, a smell so recognizable you almost felt the urge to cry as you reminisced. Your fingers nimbly opened a book, eyes scanning the description hidden within but you weren’t really absorbing the words so you closed it with a soft thud and slid it back onto the shelf. You continued to make your way through the store, thoughts as scattered as your approach to book shopping tonight but that was because you weren’t really shopping at all.

You weren’t even entirely sure why you’d come in, the comfort of your old college hangout called out to offer solace on your drive home and you couldn’t resist. You felt like the walls were caving in and to be standing in such a meaningful place, looking the same as it ever did, wrapped you in a sense of security. Your guard was beginning to drop for what felt like the first time in years and it was in that exact moment that you bumped into a familiar stranger, their voice raising the hairs on the back of your neck and flooding you with memories of a different time.

“Shit, I’m so sorry, let me help you…”

“Shit, my bad. Let me get that,” the handsome stranger that had just walked straight into you quickly knelt to pick up the books you’d both dropped. You felt your cheeks flush as you suddenly felt embarrassed, your wits already weren’t about you this morning and here you were colliding into the solid man currently gathering up your belongings in a perfectly fitted button up with a mustache that shouldn’t have worked and beautiful brown eyes.

“That’s alright, everyone needs a little jolt to keep them awake in the mornings,” you replied easily. You wouldn’t have noticed if you weren’t checking him out, and it only made you flush further as he handed you your things, “Professor Bradshaw?” you asked, gesturing to the ID badge pinned to his pants and he nodded. “Weird coincidence, I was actually on my way to introduce myself to you,” you said before giving him your name, trying to put your earlier thoughts out of your head as his warm hand wrapped around yours to shake.

“Ah, yes… you applied to be my teaching assistant,” he said and you nodded.

“Figured it would be harder to tell me no if I came to pitch myself in person,” you chuckled.

“I take it you haven’t checked your email yet this morning?” he asked and you gave him a confused look. “Save the elevator pitch, I was inviting you to coffee to get to know you better and go over expectations.”

“Expectations? Does that mean I got it?” you asked, excitement palpable. “I thought you only accepted students who had taken your class before?”

“Decided to make an exception for you,” he replied with an easy smile. “Does three work for you? Here?”

You nodded, “absolutely, I’ll see you then. I promise you won’t regret this, Professor Bradshaw.”

“Please, call me Bradley.”

“Professor Bradshaw,” you said with a smirk as he looked up at you, and he quickly fumbled with the books before standing to give you a proper once over.

“Professor,” he sighed, “you know I hate that.”

“I know,” you responded. “Nice to see that this is still your go-to spot.”

“Old habits die hard,” he chuckled, “are you back home because of your parents?” he asked and you nodded, and you didn’t miss the solemn expression that passed over his features before he quickly corrected it. “I’m so sorry, Dove.”

You smiled softly, “haven’t heard that name in a while,” you replied, dodging past his condolences entirely.

“Sometimes I forget it’s not actually your name,” he chuckled. “Half expect the banner at the bottom of the screen to say Dove and I’m always shocked when it doesn’t.”

“You’ve been watching?” you asked, a slight blush creeping up your cheeks.

“Of course I have,” he replied as if it would have been absurd for him not to. You lapsed into comfortable silence as the two of you drank each other in, noting what had changed and what had stayed the same… you had to keep from squinting at him because he looked the same as he did four years ago, maybe the lines around his eyes were a little deeper when he smiled but it was the only indication that any time had passed at all.

You were taller, which he couldn’t reconcile until he glanced down and saw the stilettos on your feet, sharp and black and perfectly matching the black suit vest and jeans you wore. Your style was the same, classic and a little academic with an edge, only now it seemed more elevated, you seemed more elevated.

“How long have you been in town?” he finally asked.

“Only a few days,” you answered, “feel like my head is spinning with how unchanged everything is… and this certainly isn’t helping my deja vu,” you chuckled.

“If I remember correctly this is right about the same spot you ran into me all those years ago,” he said, looking around and you gave him an incredulous look.

“Me? It was you who ran into me, just like you did a few minutes ago,” you said through a laugh and he shrugged.

“He said she said,” he replied as you shook your head. “Well, how long are you here for?”

“Indefinitely, I’m afraid,” you said and he gave you a confused look. “Dealing with typical dead parents stuff, turns out there’s a lot more to it than one would think.”

He nodded in understanding, “yeah, no one prepares you for all the paperwork.”

“That and they were too busy to keep up on the house… I always knew it needed some love but I’ve got a contractor telling me it basically needs a top to bottom renovation,” you sighed. “But hey, it’s a nice distraction from Capitol Hill.”

“You’re not rushing to get back?”

“God no, if I even go back at all,” you said with a soft laugh and now he was really surprised. “Oh,” you said, suddenly a little self conscious about how much you’d already said in this bookstore aisle, “I’m keeping you.”

He shook his head, “you’re not. It’s not everyday I run into my favorite student,” he said and you couldn’t help but flush.

“Still? Guess I set the bar too high,” you teased and he nodded.

“If only you knew,” he chuckled. “I would love to see you again though, actually catch up if you have any free time?”

You smiled as you fished your phone out of your bag, “I would love that,” you said as you exchanged phones to input your numbers.

“I’ll text you,” he said and you were about to part ways but you were unsure of how to do so… you didn’t want to simply walk away, but you didn’t know if a handshake were too formal or a hug too personal, but he made the decision for you, already seeing the gears turning in your head as he opened his arms subtly and you softly laughed as you stepped in, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “It really is good to see you, Dove.”

“You too, Rooster,” you replied and he gave you a squeeze before letting you go as he laughed.

“Still regret telling you that.”

“What? You can use my callsign but I can’t use yours?” you asked with a smirk as you started walking backwards away from him.

“You don’t have a callsign!”

“Then what’s Dove?” you retorted and he didn’t have an answer, and so you gave him a soft nod as you turned for the register, and as you checked out you were unable to keep the smile off your face. Everything about returning home had been jarring, but not this… not him. Your favorite professor, your mentor, maybe even your friend towards the end of your working relationship. Your mind had been reeling as you tried to piece together what life would be like now with your career up in the air and your parents gone, and for the first time in weeks you felt like maybe this trip home wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

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where-dreamers-go · 2 months ago

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“Lucky Together” Dick Grayson x Reader

(A/N: Here’s part four after “Teasingly Sweet” of 90s Robin and Reader. Robin had made a promise to visit Reader in his civilian attire, as himself outside of hero work. Is Reader ready for that step? Warnings: Use of (Y/N), slight angst maybe, and fluff. Word Count: 2,438 words)

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Saturday evenings were as entertaining as ever. The first Saturday of each month, more specifically.

Decked out in your Robin fan club shirt, button badge, and bracelet, you snapped as a fan left the small stage after reciting poetry.

That was so cool, you thought from your seat by some friends.

Each meeting consisted of catching up with one another for a few minutes with light refreshments followed by updates form the leader of the Robin fan club. There hadn’t been too many things to officially discuss aside from an upcoming fundraiser and community projects. What came afterwards was open to the floor. Anyone could share something positive and Robin related.

It wasn’t all about gushing over Robin. Only sometimes.

“Would anyone else like to share anything?” The club leader asked kindly. She waited as always. Encouraging everyone.

When no one moved nor raised a hand, she said, “Thank you everyone for your creativity, stories, and updates. If you have any questions regarding the fundraiser next week, feel free to ask or call me. I’m happy to help. It’s because of our passion that we can help our Gotham City too.”

Clapping sounded in the rented room.

“Before we go.” She grinned. “I do have a special guest who’d like to say a few parting words.” She glanced toward the door and her grin widened. “Please welcome our hero, Robin.”

Gasps came from nearly everyone in the room as the door opened.

He’s actually here? You thought, gaping at Robin strutting to the front. Has he been here before? Have I missed something?

Beside you, your friends clapped along with other fans.

“Good evening, everyone,” Robin greeted.

Quiet overtook the room. Each person eager to hear Robin.

“I’ve heard of your recent fundraisers and I couldn’t be more proud. Gotham City needs more people like you. People who care.”

A shiver went up your neck and your gut feeling had you suspecting Robin’s gaze had found you.

“So I just wanted to come by and say thank you.” Robin smiled. “Stay safe out there and have a good night.”

The club leader returned his smile and said, “Thank you for coming. We know how busy you are.”

“Not a problem. Anything for the best fans.”

The room erupted in clapping and joyous exclamations as Robin bounded out the door.

“He’s proud of us,” your friend shook your shoulder.

“Yeah,” you breathed out.

After all of the excitement reached its peak, the club leader ended the meeting with a laugh. She must have known how many questions would come her way then.

You can’t just contact Robin, you thought. Well, my friend managed it for the costume party.

It didn’t take more than a glance to see the club leader being swarmed to give answers.

You didn’t need to be near that. It was enough to be questioned for half an hour during a meeting after your birthday. That story was a hit weeks ago. Just that one though and excluding the ending. The others you kept to yourself.

There was no chance in the world in which you’d give away such private details of you and Robin.

“Are you coming? She has to tell us how,” your friend stood beside you.

“No. I better head home. You guys let me know tomorrow. Okay?” You shrugged on your jacket.

“Sure.”

Few headed out before you. The tease your club leader gave excited and tickled members’ curiosity.

Maybe it’s a good thing I haven’t told anyone about inviting Robin to my apartment. Half of my friends would think I’m kidding. You sighed, walking out into the hallway. It’s better this way. A secret.

Heading into the chilly night air, you were caught on your last thought. A secret.

Robin wants me to know his. To know who he is—his name—is huge. It’s his life.

Metal groaned in an alley you passed. Steps sounded rapid behind you.

It better not be some little punk. You glanced over your shoulder quickly and laughed.

“How’s my favorite fan?” Robin matched pace with you and smirked. Walking between you and the street.

“Glad to see you. Again.”

“Did I surprise you?”

“At the meeting? Oh, yeah.” You answered. “They’re still in there wanting to know details. Our club leader knew what she was doing.”

“I contacted her.”

Your jaw dropped open.

Chuckling, Robin added, “It was an easy way to find you and surprise them too.”

“To find me?”

“Yeah. There’s no big event or gala happening tonight. Most of Gotham should be pretty quiet. Batman can handle it.” He shrugged. “So I was wondering if your night was free?”

Tonight? Your heartbeat picked up. As in civilian identity visit?

“I have to fold and put away some towels.”

“You need help?”

“What? No, no. It’s fine.”

Robin slowed to a stop and rested a hand on your arm.

You stopped.

“Is something wrong? My friend doesn’t have to visit.”

“No. It’s just… I’m worrying myself.”

He frowned.

“You know my luck is questionable at best.” You whispered, “What if someone finds out? Or you get in trouble?”

“Hey. What bad luck have we had together?” Robin asked softly.

Any quick response stopped before they were spoken. Robin had a point.

Shoulders rising in a hunch, you asked, “Will it really be all right?”

“It’ll be better.” Robin promised.

You couldn’t help but to smile. “Your friend doesn’t need a mask. That’s a bonus,” you said feeling a bit more comfortable with the decision once again.

“And he doesn’t need a suit.” He winked.

Laughing lightly, you added, “Jeans and sweats for the win, Robin.”

“All right. Time for me to go.”

“Gotta fly?”

Robin shook his head as he fought off a smile.

If we can make this, here, work, why not something without secrets or masks?

✧ ✧ ✧

Well settled-in for the night, you watched a movie on the television. Alone and sitting very comfortably on the couch.

Maybe Gotham City wasn’t as quiet tonight, you wondered.

It had been a little over two hours since the end of the fan club meeting. Enough time to shower, fold towels, and decide to chill in pajamas.

If you were going to wait, you were going to be comfy in your apartment.

I hope he’s all right. You glanced to the curtains covering a window. I better not have jinxed him or something.

Grumbling into a throw blanket, you barely heard a knock on the door.

All building drowsiness vanished as you tiptoed over to the door, your blanket wrapped around you. There was no doubt within you who knocked. Excitement filled your limbs.

Don’t be nervous.

Peering through the peephole nearly stole your breath away. The moment when your corner of the world changed.

Opening the door revealed a young man in a black leather jacket paired with jeans and boots. A motorcycle helmet was carefully tucked under an arm. Familiar blue eyes gazed back at you with restrained excitement.

“Hi,” you said, holding open the door.

“Trick or treat?”

Any nerves subsided as you grinned.

Robin stood before you without a mask or skin-tight suit. Definitely a new look you could get used to.

“Treat.”

He lifted his left hand and revealed a chocolate Kiss. “A sweet treat for (Y/N).”

“Thank you,” you smiled, “but I’m pretty sure you being here is better than one little chocolate.” You stepped aside and beckoned him inside with a nod of your head.

Walking passed you, he shrugged off his backpack and pulled out a slightly crinkled bag. One with a familiar bakery logo on the front.

“What about some cake?”

The door shut as you observed his knowing smile.

He remembered the place?

“Okay, but,” you tightened the blanket around you, “depends on if you tell me your name, I think.”

“Dick Grayson.”

“Dick Grayson,” you repeated. “Nice to see you in cotton. Make yourself at home.”

After placing the treats on the kitchen counter, Dick put his backpack, helmet, and jacket out of the way by the dining table.

Knowing this young man in jeans was the very same hero you admired boggled your mind. Still new, but familiar. Dick Grayson had been underneath the dark mask when you had the unluckiest birthday and he made it brighter. This man had attended your friend’s costume party and made sure you made it home safe. The blue-eyed, smiling man did hero work at night.

And tonight he’s here with me.

“You look deep in thought,” Dick observed as he stepped up to you. “Anything you want to share?” His fingers skimmed across your blanket at your sides.

Good question.

“It’s cold outside.”

“Explains the blanket.”

“And my brain’s trying to catch up since seeing you without your mask,” you rambled. “I know it’s you and this is…more of you.”

His eyebrows lowered slightly in concern. “Is it freaking you out?”

“No.”

“You’re sure?” His hands found your hips and tugged you forward.

“Now you’re teasing.” You swatted at him with the blanket.

“Because I know you’ll get used to this. If you like where this is going.” Dick rested his forehead against yours.

“Where is this going exactly?” You asked in a whisper.

“To the couch—”

“Oh, boy.”

“—then maybe sharing the cake.”

“I like that.”

He smiled and continued, “We could see each other before dark. Go on a date.”

“That,” you grinned, “I would really like.”

Closing the small space between you, you pressed your lips to his softly. The familiar sense of excitement and wonder appeared tenfold as the kiss played out longer than intended. A strong sense of interest felt, no doubt once more.

“I like being with you,” Dick murmured.

No longer fussing with the blanket and keeping it in place, you freed your hands to hold his face gently. To finally touch him without the underlying fear of crossing the boundary between hero and secret identity left you lighthearted.

It’s crazy how real this is, you thought before kissing him once more. Dick Grayson. Dick Grayson.

“Dick Grayson.”

“What?”

“Hmm?” You blinked out of your daze.

Shaking his head with a grin, Dick lead you to the couch. An action he did similarly the last time he was in your apartment.

It lead to reason why butterflies erupted in your stomach at the memory.

Oh goodness.

Dick sat on the couch and pulled you with him; right on his lap.

Last time, the pair of you had stopped a heated time atop of the cushions, however this time you could continue. If you chose to.

“Dick,” you placed both hands on his chest.

“What is it?” He asked, trying to rearrange the blanket over you both.

“Is it okay if we…cuddle? Watch some TV?”

You sat back a little, giving distance. Unsure of his reaction. Your hands falling to your lap.

Instead of looking disappointed or even shocked, Dick smiled. Purely genuine and not at all teasing. He peeked over your shoulder.

A movie still played on the screen. One you rented for the weekend.

“I didn’t know you liked fantasy movies.”

“And some science fiction,” you added. “The fun ones.”

“Sophisticated and cool.” He tilted his head while studying you. “You’re full of surprises and treats.”

“Mostly treats.”

He tugged at the blanket, saying, “We can have cake later. For now,” Dick patted your side, “let’s get comfortable.”

After minutes worth of scooting, pulling the blanket, and adjusting leg positions the two of you were laying together across the couch cushions.

This is how you spend a Saturday night, you thought with a smile. Funnier even because I went to the meeting tonight. And it’s okay. They’ll never know. He’ll be safe. I have to have good luck at some point.

A kiss was pressed to the top of your head.

If this could be a new normal, I’d be more than okay with that. You covered Dick’s arm with your own close to you.

Wrapped up in a blanket all snug together, the pair of you spent hours on the couch. Too cozy to move as end credits rolled. Midnight had come and went not long beforehand. A cake long since eaten.

Behind you, Dick stretched his limbs.

“Did you enjoy the movie?” You asked as you craned your neck to look at him.

“I did. I mainly enjoyed watching it with you.”

“Yeah?” You smiled sweetly.

“Darn right. It beats getting punched any day. And this isn’t something I get to do with my free time.” Dick patted your hip. “But now I have to get going.”

“I wish you could stay.”

“Who said I can’t? It’s your place. If you want me to stay the night I can hardly say ‘no’.”

Your heartbeat picked up.

He wants to stay over. Just sleeping. We’re sleeping.

“So?” Blue eyes studied you once more.

“Do you need pajamas?”

Laughter was shared before the two of you had to stop the white noise of annoyance coming from the TV. The tape had reached its end.

Getting ready for bed with someone you had only imagined without a mask was a surreal experience. One minute you were brushing your teeth and the next you forgot to turn off a light because he smiled at you. You had not imagined being bashful.

Yet you could hardly contain a smile upon seeing Robin—Dick Grayson—making himself comfortable in your bed. Fluffing up pillows, arranging blankets, and all the domestic actions. It was cute too.

The man, the hero, in between your bedsheets was all smiles. He truly liked you.

Before sleep welcomed you both, kisses and more cuddles were exchanged.

You couldn’t remember being happier going to sleep.

✧ ✧ ✧

Despite tall buildings and morning fog, sunlight peeked into the bedroom. Sunday had arrived with new experiences and surprises.

Soft pressure was felt on your head and you kept your eyes shut. Warmth was pressed to your neck and your eyes snapped open.

Wait, you thought sleepily as memories of the night before reemerged. Oh.

Dick Grayson’s lips traveled to your shoulder.

He’s still here.

“Morning,” he kissed your temple sweetly.

You smiled into your pillow. “Good morning.”

“I could get used to this,” he murmured into your skin. One of his hands found yours and intertwined them.

“Maybe if we’re lucky, we can do this again.”

“I work late nights.”

“Some nights I go to bed late,” you mused.

He brought your clasped hands up and kissed your knuckles.

“Can we go on a date first?”

You grinned.

“Luckily for us. It’s my day off.”

~~~

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pillowfort-social · 11 months ago

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gymleadergarnet · 5 months ago

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My Introduction Post!!!

Hello, everyone! I'm Garnet Skyesor, 21 years old, and my dream is to become a Gym Leader in my home region of Hoenn! I'm . . . not entirely sure how to GET there yet, but I'm doing my best to figure it out!

Back when I was 13, I did the Gym Challenge here in Hoenn, and actually got all the badges! I never ended up going to the league, though . . . it just didn't work out. But I made a lot of friends along the way, who've stayed with me all these years!

My squad is:

Skipper the Swampert, my awesome starter. He's a pretty calm guy, but helped carry me hard.

Endeavor the Gardevoir, the absolute QUEEN. She will not hesitate to mess you up if you mess with my guys.

Linear the Linoone, I originally named him Ziz but then realized "wait that's kinda stupid" and he agreed so we changed it. He's pretty good at helping me navigate out in the wild!

Quartz the Sableye, she's a bit odd but pretty fun. I didn't use her much during the Gym Challenge, but she was still pretty helpful!

Tory the Torkoal and Elec the Manectric--these two are actually parents to the wonderful Tory Jr, also a Torkoal! Tory is a fairly calm and wise mother, while Elec is a fun-loving energetic father. Tory Jr is fairly stubborn but sweet, and likes to follow me around.

Grassel the Wynaut, named after my old Math Teacher. He (my teacher) really liked making puns, so I named this silly little lad in his honor.

Amy the Skarmory, my super-fast flyer and a pretty dependable messenger! She's pretty sharp, like her feathers, but also really silly.

Minos the (SHINY!) Tauros, who I found on a short trip to Kanto about a year after my gym run. He's surprisingly silly for a Tauros, but we all enjoy his company, and he likes to help give me rides when I need it.

Matcha the Sinistcha, a newcomer to the team who I adopted from @ghost-pokemon-appreciator. She's a lot of fun so far, and she sounds pretty interested in joining my Gym Team! I'm still getting to know her, though.

Neutron the Mimikyu, a little guy received from mystery gift via @ask-games-galore! He is adorable and I love him and he's dressed as a Plusle/Minun and he's so CUTE AAAAAAA!!!

Elise the Froslass, a very fine lady adopted from @the-daycare-pokecenter! She's very charming, and seems very excited to battle on my team.

Lola the Luvdisc, hatched from an egg from @pokenursery! She's a very happy little fish and deserves just as much love as her heart-shaped body conveys.

They're all silly guys, but I love them, and they all seem willing to help me figure out how to reach this dream of mine!

Out of Character:

Hello, everyone! Welcome to "Lily's friend Finn discovered and decided to join rotomblr so she followed suit", as well as "Lily decides to actually use her first playthrough of emerald for something".

My main is @boom-fanfic-a-latta, follows and likes will be from there.

(This is now my second time going down a tumblr roleplay rabbit hole, let's see if I end up accidentally creating a discord community out of it this time as well . . . update, I have at the very least created a circle of friends on discord via rotomblr, I'm pretty sure that counts!)

Please keep things SFW--while I'm not a minor, I'm still very averse to anything NSFW, and there ARE minor who interact with this blog.

Pelipper Mail and Mystery Gifts are ON!

#rotomblr #rotumblr #pokeblog rp #pkmn irl #irl pkmn #pokeblr #pokemon roleplay #pokeblog #irl pokemon #pokemon #tw unreality #ooc #pokeblogging

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rurpleplayssims · 7 months ago

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When in doubt...renovate🤣...and record everything in a spreadsheet! 📰📝

Update on Campbell Quay progress, lot reno pictures and spreadsheet-praising under the cut as I have written a bit! 🤣🙈

I have become a much better TS2 builder when I'm imagining my characters using/living in the lots I build. I was an awful builder before I started my BaCC, but seeing as these lots are almost sets/backdrops, I've become a lot better at creating places, or trying to recreate things I've seen in real life, such as this build.

After completing my military subhood, I've loaded back into and - wait for it - I've started a spreadsheet. 🙉🤣 I know, I never thought I'd have the time and energy to input it all in, but I have! It's been quite fun and I used this template, but I did look at a few others, along with adding some things I want to track in my story.

For example, I use the Colour traits mod, along with the Traits Project mod, so I track those, as it might be relevant at some point in the story...possibly. I also track their skills, along with badges and the BV, AL and FT life skills as well. As it's a BaCC, I needed to figure out how many sims had the Fire Safety, which meant that I could unlock a Fire station, for example.

I need to go back and update all the unlocks/who and what unlocked careers and lots. This process has already given my some fresh ideas for the story. For example, going through SimPE and looking at my character's personalities, I was reminded of who and what their interests are. This was especially interesting when I saw what One True Hobbies were for my new babies that have just been born.

I've been building...again. There are a few player-owned businesses that I wanted to tweak and build fresh. Ones of those was this lot here. Try to guess the owners and what the business is!

I've also taken a step back and realised that some of these homes deserve a bit of reno! Briony and Jed's home was extended in the last round (as I ran out of space in the actual house so moved Briony's office above the new garage!).

Seeing as Tyler recently got married to Victoria, I felt their home needed to look more like a young family home for these two executives, and less like a bachelor pad. They both have a lot of money, from their personal bank accounts and they deserved a house remodel. The main goal was to add an upstairs and I tried (not sure I succeeded 🙈👀) to keep the main look of the original home. In the end, I was pleased with the floorplan and how it came out. You can be the judge.

So, this is what it was like when I started (don't mind the random rug, I was moving things around the house randomly)...

...and here's what I finished with!

Downstairs...

and then Upstairs! (Don't mind the unfurnished room, I haven't made up my mind on wallpapers in there yet!)

I've also renovated Althea's home and most of that was the back garden but you'll see it in the screenshots when we get to her round, as it's the Townie household next!

In case you need a recap, this was the latest drama to have happened...🙈

#CQ BTS

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darkx-the-dragon-kn1ght · 2 months ago

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Pokémon Reborn Screenshot Let's Play: Chapter 40

Well, I can say I’ve more or less adjusted to my new schedule- doesn’t mean I don’t get a little tired after coming home, though. Despite that, the reason for this chapter’s specific delay actually had nothing to do with job stuff!

See, the new 19.5.5 update for Reborn came out, so I of course updated my game for it. But…well, I seemed to have forgotten how updating fangames works, I did it wrong and my game wouldn’t open, and it took a helpful reminder from someone in the troubleshooting topic in the forums for me to realize my mistake. On one hand, I’m grateful it was a simple matter of human error and not something worse (like my laptop being old and weird), but on the other hand the play session was put off by a whole day because of that blunder. But hey, it’s not like this is the first time I’ve made embarrassing and easily avoidable mistakes in the course of this playthrough.

Regardless, everything worked out, I recovered from the psychic damage I took from my foolishness, and here we are! There’s…I mean, I’m not entirely sure where this chapter could go aside from a few basic points. But I sure as heck remember where the last chapter went, and that’s what I’m gonna recap right now!

While training to take on Serra, several of Xera’s Pokémon evolved, namely: Vulcan into Pignite and Emboar, Frost into Vanillish and Vanilluxe, and Rumble into Scrafty.

Xera makes her way through the mirror-clad rooms of the Voclain Estate, eventually coming across Bennett and El again. Bennett explains that he plans to be a Gym Leader himself some day, and to train for that he asks all of his mother’s challengers for a battle, and so he does the same with Xera.

Xera defeats Bennett in a hard-fought battle, and El praises the two Trainers’ skill. He then tells Bennett has the potential to go much further than being a Gym Leader- with his skill, he could become a member of the Elite Four. El insinuates he could help Bennett reach such a position, and Bennett eagerly follows him to discuss the details elsewhere.

Xera arrives at the Gym arena proper to challenge Serra, with El and Bennett watching in the stands. After another challenging fight reflected by the mirrors of the arena, Xera barely manages to achieve victory.

El takes Bennett outside to continue their prior conversation away from prying ears; at the same time, Serra awards Xera with the Rime Badge. Suddenly, the mansion is shaken by another tremor, and Serra goes out to investigate- just in case another building was teleported on top of her house.

Outside, El tells Bennett will need to give him his full compliance if he is to be introduced to the Elite Four. As such, he immediately asks Bennett to reveal what he really knows about Luna’s whereabouts, as he knows the boy was not being fully honest before.

Bennett admits Luna mentioned a place called Vanhanen Castle; when further asked by El, he also confirms Luna had with her an Emerald Brooch, which was given to her by El some time ago. With this new information, El is immediately ready to leave and practically orders Bennett to follow, barely giving the boy enough time to say goodbye to his mother before the two leave.

As Xera and Serra rest in the living room, Serra explains the PokéMart has teleported away at last, although where it was sent to is unknown. She also explains Bennett having left to study to join the Elite Four, feeling rather indifferent despite being his mother. Regardless, she sends Xera on her way to track down the PokéMart.

Xera finds the PokéMart far away from Spinel Town, all the way near the entrance to Tanzan Mountain. She is finally able to buy some Herbal Extract, and leaves the Mart to bring it back to the Belrose Manse at long last.

And so, the quest for life-saving medicine ends in success! All it took was waiting for teleportation gimmicks to kick in and defeating an entire Gym Leader! Needless to say, it was a pretty big day for Xera, and…well, it might get even bigger, I don’t really know. I know we’re probably gonna be giving the medicine to Anna, but after that…I’m not sure. I mean, there’s still the unsolved mysteries of Spinel Town’s teleportations and the earthquakes, and at least one of those is sure to come to a head sooner or later- I still think Team Meteor’s responsible, but there still hasn’t been any confirmation for my paranoia.

But, the only way to see where the story goes next is to actually keep playing! Now that my technical issues have been fixed, there’s no reason to hold off, so let’s do it!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Part 14

Part 15

#pokemon reborn #pokemon reborn spoilers #pokemon fan game #pokemon reborn screenshot let's play

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prettycottonmouthlamia · 1 year ago

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Pokemon Emerald Ralts Only Part 7: Hate to be a Norman

PROCRASTINATION AM I RIGHT????

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Okay in truth I did this back in August and I'm a little foggy on the exact specifics of how I managed to do this. Fortunately I live blogged this so I'm gonna do my best to recreate it.

There's actually very little to properly do before going to Norman's gym. I have Psychic and Calm Mind and Flannery was pretty easy so I'm feeling quite confident that Norman simply will not be an issue. No siree.

Reset Counter: 26

Yeah so one of Norman's Gym Trainers in Emerald has a Wigglytuff with Double-Edge and Shadow Ball and isn't afraid to just knock your ass out either. Truly the mightiest of YOM TAHS.

This one isn't important, but I wanted to take a screenshot of the Kecleon interaction I mentioned last update. This results in a lot of shenanigans.

Enough stalling though, it's Norman time.

I was Level 39 for my first attempt anddddd

Reset Counter: 29

Yeah it doesn't go well. I'm putting all three resets here for posterity's sake as I'm not entirely sure how each of them were caused, but Slaking is really scary and does a ton of damage with Facade, on top of outspeeding at Level 39.

Talking about speed for a moment, at Level 39, my unboosted speed is 61. While this may suggest I would underspeed Norman's Vigoroth, Linoone, and Slaking, who have 66, 69, and 68 speed respectively, this isn't the case. I have Watson's badge which gives a 10% bonus to my Speed stat, so my effective speed is actually 67. Which puts me smackdab in the middle of Vigoroth and Slaking. So I want some more speed before I attempt this fight again.

Level 40 is both a damage rounding threshold and gives me 69 speed, which means I will speed tie the Linoone. But I don't really want to chance it, so I do some extra training in the desert and some of the other trainers I've missed in other places to get to Level 41, which will get me the speed needed (even one additional point of speed gets me to 70 speed.) Leveling up to Level 41 has one additional benefit:

Sleep is a really powerful status ailment even in Generation III. It lasts for 1-5 turns and is great for buying time. Hypnosis is inaccurate and ideally I would like to not have to rely on it particularly much, but I think for getting past Norman quickly I'm basically reliant on it. This is because Slaking is so outrageously bulky for a Pokemon at this stage that Ralts at +2 can only 2HKO it, and it has roughly a 50% chance to OHKO the Slaking at +4. I pretty much need the set-up to get past it.

Fortunately, the Spinda is a really easy target. It's not only pretty weak in general, but it has the ability Own Tempo. Ralts can then Trace this and become immune to confusion. This doesn't sound like a big deal, but either the enemy AI doesn't check for ability immunities, or it doesn't update itself to know that Ralts has Own Tempo. So Spinda goes for Teeter Dance...twice and I take the opportunity with Hypnosis to go big or go home.

Might as well set-up to +5.

PERISH

Vigoroth and Linoone are both slower, and a lot more frail, so they don't stand a chance either. We've done it! We beat Norman and honestly didn't need to grind many levels to do it.

Hypnosis strongest.

Next time. Surf? Winona? The inevitability of time!?

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malbecmusings · 1 year ago

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Departure Day

Hey Siri, play North To Alaska by Johnny Horton.

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July 24, 2023: We left the desert for Alaska's Last Frontier this morning. Flying with a group of friends, the plan is to cover roughly 6,500 miles over the next 3 weeks. I'm not sure if I'll post all or some of my travel notes here or not, but I'll post updates and thoughts as time and a connection allows. I didn't take time to load the queue so this might be all that gets posted until we get home.

Nowhere is it hotter, or colder, than your local airfield. The thermometer hanging on the wall confirmed what the beads of sweat that fell off my face already told me. It was stupid hot at 5:49AM. 96° in the shade. Gooood fuck morning.

Our steed for this trip is Isa's sister from another mister, 1 Tango Sierra, a Cessna 185 we bought to explore off the grid locations that would be hard or next to impossible to access with anything else. She's a few years older than the last 185 Cessna produced in 1985. Thanks to the tender loving care taken by the former owners and significant upgrades we've made, she still turns heads everywhere we go. With continued regular maintenance she could easily still be airworthy long after we're not.

What took weeks to itemize, organize, and pack into totes in the garage was packed into the back of 1TS Tetris-style and secured in what felt like minutes. The Boy Scout def earned his organization and preparedness merit badges for this trip. Bags and totes loaded and the walk around complete, we pulled 1TS out and brought her to life. Like all Continental engines she doesn't have an inside voice. Instead she bellowed her distinctive, unapologetic good morning across the east ramp. A sound that never fails to put a smile on my face.

Friends flying 3CM, a spit polished C180 based in Phoenix, and 7NZ, an Aviat Husky based in Texas that flew in a couple of days ago, made the first leg to the remote hamlet of Winnemucca Nevada with us. Leaving PHX was a little bumpy until we got above 8,500' where the air was like glass. The tradeoff to being that high is, despite what the instruments say, it feels like you're standing still. We took turns monitoring the panel and the sky while the other rested or read. By a little after 11 we had covered nearly 600 miles and were entering the pattern for WMC.

The rest of 'the squadron' for this trip, 721, another C185, and 66E, an experimental, both based in Southern California, were already on the ground when we arrived. After refueling and stretching our legs for a few minutes, we departed north toward Bellingham. The ride for the second leg was a little more turbulent than from PHX to WMC but not terrible. We also had a dry ride until eastern, central Washington where, surprise, surprise, we ran into light rain that turned into not so light rain almost all the way into Bellingham.

By the time we were tied up on the ramp at BLI we were starving, and after nearly 10 hours of being still, felt like running to the hotel instead of riding in the 4 Ubers we needed to haul us to it. Except for two nights in transit and nights in Juneau, Fairbanks, Anchorage, and Seward we'll be "roughing it" on a gravel bar or an unimproved backcountry strip rather than staying in a hotel. What did I sign up for again? After 9 hours in the air today covering 1,236 miles I'm too tired to think about it.

#acwm #travel #alaska 2023

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galaxysharks · 2 years ago

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I feel like I want to post, not a 'rewrite' of season 3, because I do like the story and how most of it played out, but like a few extra scenes or scene add-ons that we could have gotten if the episodes were at a more standardized run length. More to show some of the relationships or traits we get told about.

Specifically to establish the camp as a home for Ej when not in SLC. He was so busy that he felt almost like a prop with dialogue in some aspects. Like he knows these people, two of them are his best friends, some he admittedly hasn't had a lot of time to update with his current life, but still.

03x01

Arrive at CSL (explain Val missing & general roles)

EJ: Where's Val? If you're collecting phones, who's setting up stage?

Maddox: flight delay, Val can't be in until tomorrow morning at the earliest. Dewey's rigging the lights.

EJ: you're going to spend 3 hours fixing those

Maddox: I know. When you're settled, stop by the office to grab your keys and badge.

Collecting the phones (explaining how everyone just has them anyway)

Maddox: if you really need it, there's a rotary phone by the barn, and some of the CITs have a key to the drawer these are in, but we do try to avoid using them.

Dewey (off screen): Gadget! This things broken again!

03x02

During Ej and Gina's talk at the barn

*bugle*

Gina: is she going to do that everyday?

EJ: be glad she waits til 7:00, Gadget wakes up at 4:00. ( Mainly because the hilarious parallel of neither sibling sleeping ever)

Gina: why?

EJ: it's so she can get things set up in time. The stage for rehearsals needs to be prepared, waking up camp, prep work for activities in the week. She's been a CIT since she was like 13, at this point, she runs this place more than Dewey does.

When Val and EJ are speaking in the office

Val: you know we own phones right? What happened this year?

EJ: a lot, I'm sorry there was so much going on at school and with college....

Val: you're fine, life happens. It was just radio silence for months then all of the sudden Maddox is texting me about some big mass apology for being a jerk and cheating and poisoning people? By the way, I don't think Maddox is going to let you borrow her keys to the pantry this year.

EJ: yeah that's fair.

Val: talk to us, especially if you need someone who won't take the problem home.

03x03

At the cast wall

EJ: Stage Manager, Where's Val? I need to talk to her about the cast list.

Maddox: Mallory's sick, Val is filling in for CIT for the sporting cabins, they're doing nature walks today.

When EJ stops by with flowers

Maddox making a point to time the two minutes exactly.

Rules of camping

EJ: Also, no walking alone in the woods, and stay on the paths. If you do get lost, stay put and yell out, Maddox will come get you faster than you'll wander back. No switching tents, so make sure you like your roommate.

At Ej's Tent

Maddox: let's make a deal, if you sing the ballad of shallow Lake, I'll come back here afterwards and we can sort out the set design. That takes one thing off your plate. I can get started construction tomorrow.

EJ: don't you want to scare the new kids, Woman in the Woods?

Maddox: I set up speakers, left a Gillie suit out and gave Crash two boxes of candy to creep around the fire during storytime, I'm sure people will get plenty scared. This is important to you, so let's make sure it goes well.

EJ: you're evil on Halloween, aren't you?

When Carlos and Kourtney are with Ej

EJ: Kourtney, there is no Woman in the Woods, it's Maddox. She likes scaring people on Newbie night. The russling, the screams, it's all her. Shes trying to get you to have fun.

Kourtney: making cardiac arrest contagious is not fun.

EJ: yeah, this is, unfortunately, Gadgets A-game with socializing. I think you guys make her nervous. Either way, she's done for tonight, so you can relax.

#Maddox and Gina #high school musical the musical the series #hsmtmts gina #hsmtmts maddox #hsm the series #hsmtmts ej #hsmtmts jet #hsmtmts #ashlyn caswell

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tuwam · 2 years ago

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missing you

@urianius

In hindsight, there might’ve been other ways to express herself. Ahyeon is not usually so – insistent, nor is she usually so reckless. If this could be considered reckless. As far as her track record went, both in the group and within the space of her family, this was out of character. Still – there were many things about her life that had become unorthodox since she’d met – the very man she was barreling through to see right now.

She hadn’t planned it out, not really. All she knew ( vaguely ) was she had a good chance of spotting him if she coordinated right and if she begged – begged their manager to let her spend her free time in the city away from the girls. She’d get an earful for it later; they’d ask if she wanted to spend any quality time with them and that pictures posted by herself would look suspicious if all the other girls were together. Ahyeon knew for sure that they weren’t all spending time in the city together, what she did know was that a certain male was less than excited to spending his night in this city, in a waiting room going over details.

[ sms from: ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ ] I don’t see why we have to be here when we could be exploring the city, we’ve just been sitting through briefs

[ sms from: ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ ] is the stage made of air? are we dancing on water?

[ sms to: ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ ] ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ

There were so many groups in the city tonight, on account of a weekend long concert that hosted several different groups. Her group had been chosen as a surprise guest for Sunday, but Hyuck’s group had been here since Friday, and he’d given texting her all the updates on how tired and annoyed he was. Nothing unusual.

She’d enjoyed how often they’d been texting each other throughout the entirety of the tour she’d been on. Due to the tour, the company almost thought they’d have to decline the invitation to perform but decided at the last minute that the girls could make it. It involved quite a lot of rushing and flights, and a shit ton of jet lag to deal with during practice but they were prepared for the concert tomorrow and Ahyeon was sure Hyuck was thoroughly unprepared to see her.

Especially with how he’d been slyly adding in messages how he’d rather the two of them be home, on their favorite rooftop spot. Ahyeon is really playing with her luck, it’s late and she’d taken that as her advantage, but she had nothing to prove that the boys were still at the arena they were scheduled to perform at. She would also risk – well any cameras that'd still hung around hoping to catch a glimpse of them but at least there was little chance of fans that could sneak back here.

Given that she was another artist, it wasn’t hard to flash a badge, one that the girls had been given prior, and get access backstage, where the waiting rooms were and where soundcheck and stage entrances were. The girls would have their rehearsal tomorrow, but they’d also been allowed backstage to view today’s concert if they managed to make it on time. The concert was far from over, the cleaning crew busy getting things clean and then allowing groups with hectic schedules to practice and run through what they needed to. Hyuck’s group was one such group, their schedule even more packed recently than Ahyeon’s own.

She’s well bundled regardless – and no one should suspect it’s her even if they suspect a girl. Her group was supposed to be in another country. Her knuckles wrapped against the door, thanking her luck that the weather in this country favored colder winds in the nighttime so her being bundled wouldn’t be quite as conspicuous. From the last message they were still holed up in the waiting room, waiting for further instructions. He’d said it’d be quite some time before they could go anywhere. So Ahyeon is praying, silently, that she’d gotten the timing right, or else this would be a rather awkward meeting.

‘Ahyeon?’ She blinks, unaware she’d even had her eyes closed. It’s not – unwelcome person but she’s sure she’d rather come face to face with any other member of the group than the demon spawn of hell Minjae himself. The male looks at her, like he’s fresh from a photoshoot as always and the grin that finds its way on his face makes her want to curse. Though – there isn’t a look that could cross Minjae’s face that wouldn’t make Ahyeon want to punch him anyway. She’s got a lot of opinions pent up about him, so really, he should count himself lucky that she’s on a time crunch.

“Is - is Hyuck here?” Even as the words leave her lips, even though she knows there’s really no other reason she would be here, her face heats up. ‘Oh? You’re looking for Hyuck?’ Minjae is so damn smug, the way he puts emphasis on Hyuck’s name, the way he has no reason to really repeat it except to embarrass her. Ahyeon understand her sister’s compulsion for liking to get her point across with her fists.

“Yes Minjae, is Hyuck there?” ‘Whatever would a lady need with my friend this late at night? You wouldn’t be sneaking him out to do—unsavory things-’

‘The only unsavory thing will be what I’m going to do to your face.’ Minjae’s words are cut off by Hyuck appearing, not from behind Minjae in the room, but from behind Ahyeon, a soda in his hand and annoyance on his features. He makes a show of pushing Minjae so far into the room that the door frame and his body block Ahyeon from seeing, and really hearing anything the male has to say.

She’s almost missed the way his eyebrow twitches when he’s clearly annoyed with his best friend. But that’s quickly overshadowed by how much she’s missed him in full. Even when he looks like he’d rather be anywhere but here and the sleeplessness in his eyes shows more than she thought. Hyuck’s yelling something inaudible toward Minjae that results in laughter and howls from the rest of the members, but Ahyeon’s too focused on him. They haven’t seen each other in well over six months – and once his eyes fall on her – really fall on her, she’s at a loss of words.

Hyuck too – seems to have forgotten that leaving the members to face her meant he was facing Ahyeon and not just another friend. Ahyeon – and all that her name carries in its meaning to him, and their relationship. The way she’s sure her heartbeat triples when he smiles, shy and a surprised.

‘You’re here...’ “Bad time?”

‘No! No, I was -’ Hyuck pauses as if he needs to take a moment to come back to earth and remember what was happening. As if Ahyeon’s presence makes him forget everything around him, it makes her stomach flutter. ‘I was getting an energy drink.’ The said drink sits rather awkwardly in his hands, Hyuck’s so caught off guard that he thinks he should hold it out to her.

‘You’re not gonna invite your girl in?!’ Whatever move Hyuck was going to do, is overshadowed by his reaction to Minjae’s words. That is, effectively throwing the energy drink in the room, slamming the door and grabbing Ahyeon to drag her far, far away from Minjae and whatever he likes to insinuate. Ahyeon lets her laughter glide through the breeze that passes her as Hyuck pulls her wherever he wants. She didn’t have a plan for where they would go, what they would do, hell she didn’t even know how much time they had. Just the fact that his hand is in hers, she lets him pull her anywhere.

It turns out to be rather far up on the arena, past the higher bleachers where no one would be able to spot them unless they’re looking. Hyuck didn’t let go of her hand, except to pull some hot chocolate from a vending machine even though she insisted she was fine.

“Tour diet – I have to watch the sweets.” ‘Gonna be hard to do if you’re with me isn’t it?’

Her brain short circuits at this and Ahyeon’s struck with the fact that this might be a very, very bad idea. There’s something about how she gets when she’s around him, how silly and calmly she lets her say things that aren’t characteristically her. How easily she becomes someone less shy, bold in what she wants and how she responds and even more bold in how she lets these things show on her face. Because she’s sure her face is warming up when the implications of the words settle in, and she’s grabbing the hot chocolate from him, diet be damned. It’s still useful in hiding the way she flushes at every damn thing this boy does.

“You’re still annoying six months later.” ‘I’ve gotta remain the same guy you fell for right?’ “I - what - who said I fell for – Lee Donghyuck.” ‘I hope you don’t sneak out to see just any boy.’

That effectively shuts her up. For a moment. He’s right though, she wouldn’t even offer to speak out with her own members when the option came. She would barely entertain Areum’s many messages to ditch practice and spend time – yet here she is. She’d been so quick on her feet after their practice ended, everyone had thought she’d just been excited to explore the city. Ahyeon truly wouldn’t sneak out for just anyone. She’s sure though, that she doesn’t need to confirm it for him to know, especially with how easily he smiles and says it. There’s a surety to that, it makes her glad that she’s been able to express herself in such a way that he can have that, and she knows she has it as well.

“You’d sneak out for just about anyone?” ‘Yeah, but I wouldn't ditch my members for just anyone.’

They’ve perched against the backs of two arena seats, with all of the stadium spread out before them. Hyuck’s presence is a warmth she knew she missed but didn’t know she missed this much. Ahyeon’s fairly certain she doesn’t need to be bundled in such a heavy jacket if she could just spend her coldest days with Hyuck by her side.

“You’re awfully cheeky tonight.” ‘I’m just making up for lost time.’ “That’s a cute way to say you missed me.” ‘You sneaking out is your way of saying it right?’

There’s a small amount of his cheeky responses she can take in person. It’s easy over the phone, when she has time to think, to recover and give a good comeback. It’s not the same right now, when she’s bare and she doesn’t have enough time to both hide her face and formulate a quick response, things she used to pride herself on. She wants to shove him away with how his shoulder is bearing against her own and how she can practically hear his smile in his words. She’s struck with a reminder then. A reminder that – as they’re standing overlooking the stadium, both putting themselves at the mercy of their members or managers if they’re found out – they risk these things because they don’t have to hide.

Hyuck’s long since been able to tell Ahyeon’s mood from whatever shape her mouth forms when he sees her, and now even more so by how she responds to his messages. All because he’s determined and she’s allowed it. She’s put herself in these situations where she feels vulnerable and warm all over with nowhere to hide and nothing to deflect it on because she wants to. Because she feels safe.

She’d nearly ran here at the prospect of seeing him because she wants to. There are very few things these days that she’d wanted to do. But she had wanted to see him and she figures that should be something she stands proud on.

“I did miss you.” ‘Yeah yeah, say you didn’t all you w- want...’ “I did miss you. A lot.” This time when she says it she faces him fully despite how she knows the burn in her cheeks is escaping the cover of her scarf. Hyuck’s face is blank for a moment, in that dumb face he makes when he processes things and Ahyeon has to will herself to look away or she’ll do something stupid. What’s so wrong with her being bold all of a sudden - god he makes it seem like she’s declared her love or something.

‘Hey.’

Stupid things like kissing him when she turns to the sound of his voice. And she does anyway, because Hyuck’s voice is always holds a promise of something that’ll leave her smiling or with butterflies at the end of it. Always. Something sweet and gentle follows it and it continuously has a way of disarming Ahyeon in a way that feels more like a hug, a hand in her own. She sighs into the kiss and is immediately overwhelmed with how warm she is all over. She’s struck by the fact that his hands are no longer pressed against the chair but one is pulling her closer, the other is against her cheek and that – that is enough to consume her completely.

Lucky for Ahyeon, she’s always sure in the fact that whatever she feels, Hyuck despite all his show always feels it tenfold. So to make matters worse, she doesn’t shy into the kiss, she leans in, lets her hand rest by the collar of his jacket. That - short circuits him for sure because when he pulls away his eyes are wide and his cheeks are red.

Payback.

‘Didn’t know you missed me that much.’ “I’m leaving -” She’s not, and even if she was - she can’t go anywhere with how quickly Hyuck’s arms move to wrap around her. Her back pressed against his chest and his chin on her shoulder.

‘Who knows the next time I’ll get to annoy you in person.’

She can’t argue with that, and she also won’t admit how much she’s missed being this close to him. On their rooftop, in their little own bubble that they can magically create within moments. Tomorrow, they’ll be back to their obligations and their dreams but right now the only future they’re thinking about is one where they can remain this warm and this at ease.

“Give Minjae a punch or two for me.” ‘Anything for my girlfriend.’

Ahyeon makes to jab him in the side, and even though he dodges, even though she chases him through the seats and the top floor - she doesn’t deny that she is and her smile shows just how happy she is that it’s true.

#urianius #YUH #{ w: ahyeon }#au: idol.

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pillarmenzine · 2 years ago

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Update on Merch / Digital Extras

After looking through the interest check responses and doing research into costs, here’s what we’ve narrowed the options down to.

Below the Read More cut~

Note On Applying:

Artists can apply for multiple roles eg. Page Artist and Merch Artist. If you were offered both, you can accept both, if you’re confident you’d be able to complete both pieces by the deadline.

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Approved Extras:

Note that we are not guaranteed to be making all of these, it's just up to whatever the accepted contributors are up for doing.

☆ We will be including postcard prints. Maximum of 4 designs, probably. These will be prints of page illustrations, so will not need to have a merch artist assigned to them. ☆ We'd like to do die-cut stickers. Maximum of 4 designs. -> One of these die-cut designs could also be used for 1 acrylic keychain or 1 thin magnet, but we’re still discussing if that’s worth the investment and risk of delays ☆ Bookmarks are ok. Maximum of 1 design.

☆ Badges are ok. Maximum of 4 designs.

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Digital Extra Suggestions:

Digital extras will not be assigned, all contributors can volunteer to make these at any point. The intent is they would be free to use for anyone who downloads the Digital zine, so it’s only if you’re comfortable with that!

Here are some examples of what you could contribute:

☆ Ready-to-colour Lineart If you don't want to draw a new picture, it could just be the lineart of your Page Ilustration. If anyone wants to do this we'd reccomend you find a way to incorporate your watemark/username into the lineart.

☆ Web Graphics / Page Dolls A bit old-school, but if you want to give pixel art / animation a shot..!!

☆ Social Media Icons, Discord Server Emotes, Print-At-Home Sticker Sheets, Wallpapers... and so on!

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We Rejected Some Other Ideas Because They...

☆ Had a very high minimum order count ☆ Would make the package much larger than the zine itself, increasing shipping costs. ☆ Are fragile, would require padding which causes the above point and makes it harder for us to use eco-friendly packing materials. ☆ Were a niche item not many people would be able to use, even tho they were cool :(

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Any feedback is appreciated. Thanks for reading and for the support so far

#updates #aware this isn’t much compared to some other zines these days but we don’t wanna bite off more than we can chew!

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demifiendcruithne · 9 months ago

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OH I FOUND THE POST!

okay so. i found some old guide books from an unofficial UK magazine, and i was wondering if i had splippyfop:

and i don't unfortunately. [shrek voice] they don't even have splippyfop.

BUT.

a: it tells you you can do events in this order:

beat falkner

go west to eruteak(sic) 'depending on which version you're playing' (???)

beat morty

go south to goldenrod

beat whitney

liberate the radio tower in its entirety

get the squirt bottle for 'mysterious trees you'll have seen on your travel' in plural

going south you find yourself in ilex forest where you can get cut after getting the farfetch'd home

the farfetch'd where if you're going south it's behind a cut tree

it literally isn't commenting on the gym leaders getting WEAKER as you go south

apparently your rival fight in azalea is to be warned about when you already beat him in goldenrod underground because of hypnosis and supersonic

it doesn't comment on getting badge to command pokemon up to level 30 AFTER up to level 50 either

b: it also has the following things the autism yelled at me to note

this order at the start: dark cave - choose a partner - pokegear - berry trees - pokedex - cherry grove(sic) mart - route 46 - violet city. it does mention choosing a partner where it should but no info on them?

bellsprout tower(sic) has haunter at night?????

24 letter-shaped unown. i'd say OK but those might be the two missing

during the aforementioned order SOME screenshots are in the right order? there's azalea while it's talking about ecruteak but there's goldenrod underground while it's talking about azalea?

'rubbish Slowpokes' rude.

'before facing Bugsy herself. Her Scyther can be a nasty character, and his Fury Cutter attack can undo you' i can't tell if the 'his' is referring to scyther or if canon(n't) bigender bugsy from a uk book from 2003 [update later: found another pronoun referring to a mon so probably the former but Still]

apparently the red gyarados is a blushing monster which i find funny

'the ice in [mahogany gym] will dog you throughout the game' what????? it's just here and ice cave

it says electric pokemon will help with the gym, which is Technically Correct due to seel and dewgong but probably. should specify???

'got a good pokemon collection with at least one at level 50?' my dude i beat clair in crystal before my quilava evolved. i know i'm more of an expert than who these books are intended for (and when i was this age i DID have trouble) but come on you don't need to grind to level 50 before clair it took me long enough to grind to level 44 in victory road with virtual console debug menu speedup

why is bruno of the elite four screenshot in the ice path section. also my dude did you not buy revives you started the fight with 4/6 fainted mons

'then it's onto the next patch [of ice] if you want to learn the waterfall move' and then promptly say it's crucial. so just say we have to go there

'it's a nasty boulder puzzle for you' then they say it's very easy

there has been random sugimori art printed all throughout the walkthrough but on blackthorn city there's igglybuff and togetic. THEY KNEW????? (they didn't know)

they call will a four-eyed nuisance. classic my childhood british insults

also it's been happening probably throughout the book but this is what made me notice it, 'just keep plugging and plugging away at the over-protected slob[slowbro] until he's dead as a dodo' yeah it says die/dead/kill etc instead of faint

'crobat and venomoth can't cope with fire or electricity' my dude you didn't even get them in the right order to add respectively

also 'your main problem is[...]the psychic move which can kill a weaker pokemon with one move' i think a lot of moves can do that depending on the matchup?

slightly ahead of time screenshots show typhlosion vs gyarados. ok i took out a gyarados with my typhlosion's thunderpunch Why Are You Using Flame Wheel

'and [karen's] all-too solid grass pokemon will faint easily' okay...

'even houndoom can't hold a candle to a fire pokemon of a higher level' well yeah if you have your level 56 typhlosion nuke everything---mine has dig so sure i'll give it that but come ON

'if you've got this far, you should have at least a couple of monsters at a higher level than his top dragonite' my dude a level 45 lapras 1HKOs them all with ice beam

apparently the s.s. aqua 'stupidly' only sails from olivine on monday and friday - pretty sure that's. not including the first ride to kanto?

yeah i just checked in crystal (which is parked at ilex shrine for a while) it let me go over there today (sunday). there's no way that was just fixed for crystal.

this book is just insulting half of the kanto gym leaders. surge is a 'military monkey', janine is just rubbish, brock has 'crazy hair and apparently no eyes', blaine is a loser

sabrina is described as 'elusive female gym leader', misty is overshadowed by the team rocket dude, erika has 'silly grass pokemon', blue is also overshadowed a bit by circumstance but actually gets respect?

third, and the Actual Reason i wanted to make this post and then i got sidetracked while looking for the screenshots,

i showed two books earlier. the gold/silver (and presumably red/blue, haven't crossreferenced that) guide from the gen 2 guide book is repeated in the gen 3 guide book which adds the ruby/sapphire guide, exactly.

almost exactly. some screenshots are removed, presumably for space reasons - the fact that one has a pokemon nicknamed SCHIZO! is probably not the reason why, given...

gen 2 on the left, gen 3 on the right. yeah.

you might think this is a simple case of either censoring the gen 2 book or editing the screenshot for the gen 3 book, but...

first we have this pair. okay, so they probably censored the screenshot for gen 2 book, but were inconsistent about it.

but now it's censored in the gen 3 book? i don't understand. TECHNICALLY the name ' ITCH' as presented is possible because of the space character, but given all the screenshots in the gen 3 book also exist in the gen 2 book with no non-name changes, there's no way they replayed the entire game for that...

even more confusingly, three other screenshots exist with this typhlosion in the gen 2 book that were omitted from the gen 3 book; one MITCH and two ' ITCH' like in the last gen 3 screenshot???

i don't. understand. but hey it's interesting so???

(side note: if any archivists are interested i'm considering taking photos as good as i can and transcribing the whole books, just let me know if you want them and i'll move it up priority - i don't have scanner access or know how to scan books though)

Please admire this Suicune’s nickname from the Pokemon Crystal guide book.

#(i shoved through my mental block about swearing to do these image transcriptions please tell me if they need anything)#(i hope it's okay to not transcribe the entire text on the page when the screenshot is the relevant part)#pokemon preservation #pokemon world uk

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rafesangelita · 8 months ago

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₊˚⊹ᰔ 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬

pairing: businessman!rafe x assistant!reader

summary: ward introduces his new assistant to the office, and rafe has to have her.

warnings: lots of flirting, secrecy, super sweet fluff, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), fingering, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting

word count: 3.2k

a/n: i wasn’t expecting you guys to love the moodboard so much!! thank you to those who requested more of this pairing, i see all of your asks, comments, and reblogs <3 if you couldn’t tell by the summary, this specific oneshot is telling how everything started, so there is a very slight time skip. don’t worry though, it’s nothing crazy.

“so if you’ll come this way, you’ll see the meeting room, which is where i’ll properly introduce you to the team in about fifteen minutes,” you followed mr. cameron, your new boss, around the cubicle packed room, smiling softly at those who cared enough to look up from their computers. “there’s not really much of a dress code, all i ask is that you dress for a corporate setting.” he lead you back to his office, where he asked you to take a seat.

“i won’t work you too much, i really just need someone who can keep me and my appointments with my clients organized. my son rafe, who is co-owner at the moment, will also be in need of your assistance, no worries though all he needs from you is to keep him updated on shipments and checking back in with clients to make sure they are more than happy with our services.” mr. cameron pushed a small stack of papers towards you.

“this is just the code of conduct, some expectations for here in the office. i’m gonna go take a phone call, and you can sign those documents in the meantime.” he patted your shoulder on his way out. you took a breath, flipping through the pages. everything looked pretty standard, all drugs prohibited, anyone under the influence will be asked to go home and will be terminated effective immediately, no firearms or weapons allowed while being in the building, etc…

then there was one rule, the only rule, in bold: ANY AND ALL ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS WITH THOSE OF HIGHER POSITIONS WILL RESULT IN TERMINATION OF BOTH PARTIES.

you hummed to yourself, mindlessly signing the papers with no clue of what was ahead of you. just as you finished signing the last page, mr. cameron walked in, flashing you a smile as you handed him the papers back. “do you have any questions for me?” he typed something up on his computer, the printer starting up soon after. “i do, actually. how come the rule for forbidding romantic relationships with higher ups the only one bolded? it’s not a problem or anything! i’m just wondering..” you cleared your throat.

“ah,” he stood up, “well the reason why it’s emphasized is because we want to avoid any and all legal troubles. lawsuits, investigations, it’s a really bad look for my company, and i would rather my employees keep their personal lives out of the office, especially those who are being paid very generously.” you nodded in understanding. “i see. very smart move.” you adjusted the ring on your finger, accepting a paper with your photo on it from mr. cameron.

“why, thank you. anyways, this is a temporary id for when you want to leave and enter the building. rafe is usually in charge of getting the id badges for our employees so he should have that ready for you by the end of the day.” he glanced down at his watch. “shall we get you introduced to everyone?” you nodded, making sure your head was held high as you two made your way to the already full meeting room. while everyone had been making small talk, rafe stayed silent while he stared at the blank presentation screen.

“good morning, everyone! i hope all is well, we’re here to discuss the construction plans for the skyscraper on the mainland, and i also have a new employee i’d like for everyone to meet,” rafe only saw your back profile, but with the view of your hips swaying in your tight pencil skirt and matching heels, it felt like eternity before you finally turned around, the sight of your perfect blowout and soft makeup doing something to his brain.. and his pants.

“this is y/n, and she is the new assistant to rafe and i. she comes from the mainland and has a degree in architecture, she is surely an amazing addition to our team, so i only expect the best treatment for her, as i do all of you.” you smiled, meeting everyone’s gaze, your heart stuttering in your chest when your eyes landed on him. he looked emotionless, but little did you know he was thinking of all the ways he could take you on his work desk.

“you can go ahead and take a seat, and we’ll get started.” you looked around, the only open seat being next to the man that made your stomach flip with a simple glance. you walked over, letting out a small ‘sorry!’ as you sat down, your knee bumping his. he didn’t acknowledge you at first, but once all eyes were on mr. cameron, rafe leaned in to speak to you quietly. “y/n, that’s your name?” you smelt his cologne before you could speak, the scent becoming your new favorite.

“yes, and yours?” rafe took your hand in his. “rafe cameron.” it took everything in you not to let your jaw drop. of course the insanely hot one was off limits. “nice to meet you.” you looked down, unable to maintain eye contact with him. rafe didn’t let go of your hand right away, clearly enjoying how shy he made you. “i’m assuming my father showed you around already?” you nodded, crossing one leg over the other. apart of you was slightly annoyed with yourself. you weren’t a shy girl, you didn’t avoid the stares of men, but rafe? he was a totally different ballpark.

“we’ll talk in my office after this.” he let go of your hand, smiling at you softly as you took out a notebook and pen, jotting down notes from what mr. cameron was going over. just like the rest of his father’s meetings, he wished this one would hurry up and end, wanting nothing more than to get you to himself already. thirty minutes later, and you found yourself sitting in front of rafe, both of you laughing about a topic he brought up.

“you know.. you carry conversation very well. a lot of people don’t know how to do that.” you adjusted your purse on your shoulder, both of you exchanging looks. he was wearing a white button down and slacks, his sleeves rolled up slightly. “thank you.” your words came out soft, the urge to steal a peek at his arms nearly unbearable. rafe examined you for a moment. “you dress very nicely, i like that.” he walked around his desk, leaning on the hardwood. “is this satin?” he rolled the fabric of your sleeve between his fingers.

if it was anyone else, you would’ve curled your lip in disgust before storming out the room and never looking back, but with the way this man towered over you, his eyes hungry as he stared you down, you met his gaze. “it is. and this? all leather?” it was a bold move, even for you, but if he was going there, you were going to meet him halfway. rafe sucked in a breath as your fingertips skimmed his belt. his hand came over yours, trailing it down his slacks, “we’re going to get along just perfectly.”

the next two weeks are a blur. first, you were too shy to look at this man, now he was stroking your thigh underneath the table during meetings. after he guided your hand over his hardening cock that fated day, it’s been nothing but hell for him, and you were enjoying every second of it. no one suspected a thing, and mr. cameron had actually told you to reside in rafe’s office for the time being while he worked to set you up somewhere nice. while rafe has been doing everything to get you where he wants you, you’ve been teasing him endlessly.

like today, you wore a black lace bra under your blouse, leaving it three buttons too shy so rafe could see what’s underneath. “mrs. thornton is on line one.” you’d bat your eyelashes up at him innocently, his teeth tugging on his bottom lip as he stared at your exposed cleavage. “you’re killing me, woman.” you’d laugh before getting out of his chair so he could take a seat. while he talked on the phone, you thought about the next way to torture him.

before you could start writing a dirty note for him, there was a light knock at the door. “come in!” rafe shouted, resuming his phone call while margaret, the receptionist, brought in the largest vase of flowers you’ve ever seen. “y/n? these are for you, honey.” you blinked, rushing to get up so you could take them out of her hands. “are- are you sure?” there was a small white envelope poking out the top. “positive. ask whoever sent you those if they have a brother.” she winked, leaving you dumbfounded.

you plopped down in one of the chairs in front of rafe’s desk, taking the envelope and revealing the small card inside.

you look beautiful everyday, so you’ll get flowers everyday <3

your head shot up at rafe who was already smiling at you. “sounds good, i look forward to our meeting mrs. thornton. yes, uh huh, alrighty goodbye.” you walked around his desk, rafe moving to face you. “did you get me these?” you took a seat on his lap, the most you ever let him touch you in two weeks. he sighed wrapping his arms around you as you read the card over and over’s again. “i did. ‘figured roses were too practical, so i got you peonies.” you smiled, pecking his cheek. “they’re my favorite.” there was a lot of intimacy going on right now that rafe wasn’t used too, but it was intimacy with you, it felt right.

“good to know. maybe we’ll get you through the catalog.” his hand rested flat on your tummy where your shirt had rode up. “you really didn’t have to do this. i love them.” you brought his coffee cup to your lips, your lipstick staining the rim as you placed the card back in the envelope. “i was thinking.. since tomorrow is the weekend and the office will be closed, why don’t we do something? i’d love to see you prance around in a bikini on my yacht.” he rested his chin in the crook of your neck, inhaling your sweet scent.

“i bet you would,” you laughed, “that sounds fun. what time should i be ready?” you adjusted yourself, so your legs were hanging off his thighs. “mmm, how about two o’clock? we’ll stay to watch the sunset.” rafe stroked the side of your face, your eyes falling to his lips as you nodded. “i’d like that.” your voice dropped down to a whisper as he leaned in closely, his breath fanning the tip of your nose. “i want to kiss you so bad right now.” his jaw clenched as you ran a hand across his chest. “so kiss me, rafe.” you wrapped an arm around his neck to steady yourself.

just as his lips ghosted over yours, there was another knock at the door. both of you sighed, your foreheads resting against each other’s before you got up, taking the vase of flowers to your desk. “come in!” rafe wore an annoyed expression as mr. cameron walked in. “great timing, dad.” rafe grumbled, making a small smile grace your features. “listen, i need you to stay later and go over some of the projects that have been sent in, and flag the ones you think are worth investing in. i’m leaving so me and rose can catch our flight on time, we’ll be back by monday.” rafe nodded absently.

mr. cameron smiled. “good afternoon, y/n. flawless work these last couple of weeks, i almost forgot how easy things can be when properly organized. you have a great rest of your day.” you returned the gesture, tilting your head slightly. “why, thank you. i hope you have an amazing flight.” mr. cameron walked out, leaving you and rafe alone once again. “just what i wanted to do tonight. work overtime.” you watched as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “i could stay with you, help you out.” he shook his head. “i couldn’t ask you to do that. don’t worry it really shouldn’t take me that long.” you waved him off.

“don’t be ridiculous, i’ll be more than happy to review the submissions with you.” he wasn’t going to tell you no, so he let you have your way. after a few hours passed by, you made your way to the front desk where margaret was getting ready to leave. “you have a good weekend, y/n. see you monday!” you laughed at how quickly she got on the elevator to go home. you walked over to the copier room and grabbed the papers fresh out the printer. “well, office is officially empty. margaret just left.” rafe yawned, loosening the tie around his neck. “damn, it’s eight o’clock already?” you placed the papers on his desk, humming softly.

you let your hair down from it’s updo, the waves falling past your shoulders. “what?” rafe was looking up at you with half-lidded eyes. he pulled you down, making you straddle him. “thank you for doing this with me. because of you, we don’t have to stay late after all.” his hands ran up and down your back, untucking your blouse from your pants. you shivered when you felt his fingers against your bare skin. “you welcome.” you tried your hardest to suppress the moan that sat at the back of your mouth.

“do you remember where we were before we were rudely interrupted earlier?” rafe started unbottoning your shirt, revealing your black lacey bra underneath. “fuck.” he closed his eyes, clenching his fists as if he was holding himself back from ravishing you right then and there. you smiled, running your thumb over his bottom lip. “there’s no one here to interrupt us now.” he grabbed the back of your neck, finally taking your lips in a heated kiss.

he groaned, making you grind your hips against his. this kiss was like something you’ve never felt before. there was tension, hunger, the desire building up over these last couple of weeks now rising to the surface in this very moment. the sounds your lips were making was enough to make you pull away, your cheeks reddening. “you gonna get shy on me now?” he tilted your chin up so you could meet his stare. “no.. i’ve just wanted to do that ever since i saw you in the meeting room.” rafe smiled, standing you up.

“you wanna know what i’ve wanted to do since i saw you in the meeting room?” his fingers worked to unbutton your pants, sliding them down your legs before pushing you back on his desk. you sucked in a breath as he ran a hand up your thigh, his finger slipping underneath the waistband of your underwear before letting the elastic snap against your skin. you gasped softly, your head falling back as rafe trailed kisses from your navel to your neck, slotting himself between your thighs where he leaned his weight on you.

you shuddered, his hands cupping your tits through your bra as he laid you down. “i thought about bending you over, fucking you to tears while you struggle to keep quiet.” his words elicited a moan from you, your hips lifting so he could slip your underwears off. “as much as i want to do that right now, i want to taste you more.” your eyes fluttered shut as he pressed wet kisses to your inner thighs, his arms locking you in so you couldn’t close them.

you thought you knew what pleasure felt like, but once you felt rafe’s tongue plunge into you, your mind went blank as he went to work on your clit, your back arching off the hardwood. he switched from slow languid strokes to fast flicks that made you see stars. “feels so good, rafe,” your hands shot down to hold onto his, your nails digging into his wrists. “yeah? like it when i tongue fuck you like this?” your body jerked when you felt him at your entrance, your toes curling in your heels.

rafe was loving this. you tasted so much better than he imagined, his cock straining against the fabric of his slacks. just making you moan and whine was enough to make him feel like he could cum in his pants. “please,” you whimpered, “please fuck me.” rafe pulled away, snaking up your body to align with your lust filled gaze. “i want to fuck you, baby, i do. but i want the first time i fill you up with my cock to be more heartfelt. i promise tomorrow that’s all we’ll do.” your heart swelled at his want to make you feel special.

“okay,” you whispered, tasting yourself on his lips. before you had a chance to think, he shoved two fingers inside you, thrusting them while his thumb rubbed hard circles on your clit. he was unforgiving, the wetness of your cunt echoing in the confines of his office. “oh, fuck,” your eyebrows knitted together as your mouth fell open, his eyes burning into your face. “do you hear how fucking soaked you are?” your chest was heaving at this point, your eyes rolling back as your thighs threatened to close around his hand.

the force alone was making you squirm, your orgasm so close you could taste it. with his thumb rubbing your clit faster, and his fingers curling inside of you, hitting that spot that made you scream, you came with a cry of his name. “oh, that’s it baby, that’s it.” he cooed, your breath stuttering while you shook in pleasure. you felt like fireworks were going off in your tummy, your eyes screwed so hard shut that you could see colors behind them.

“can’t- can’t anymore,” you whined, overstimulation taking over. he didn’t stop, determined to pull one more orgasm out of you. rafe kissed you again, swallowing all of your whimpers and moans as he managed to push you towards the edge one last time tonight. “fuck!” your mewled, your eyes shooting open when you felt a gush between your legs. “o-oh! i’m sorry.” you looked at rafe’s shirt that was now wet with your slick. “sorry for what, beautiful? i was hoping i could make you do that.” he pecked your forehead, easing you through the aftershocks of your orgasm.

“you’re so perfect, you know that?” you blinked, your eyes shining up at him. “i don’t think i’ll ever be ready for this.” rafe groaned as you palmed him through his pants. “i don’t think i’ll be ready either.” he laughed, buttoning your shirt as you sat up. your legs were like jelly as you pulled on your underwear, rafe dressing you while you sighed blissfully. once you were both put together, rafe carried your purse and your vase of flowers for you as you two rode down the elevator to the empty lobby. he put your stuff in your car, making sure to shower you in kisses before letting you go in the driver’s seat.

“see you tomorrow?” he was leaning against your window as you nodded. “i look forward to it. goodnight, rafe.” he smiled. “goodnight, gorgeous.”

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charcherry-weekly · 2 years ago

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Charcherry Weekly - Issue 128

Heya, Mage of Light Nick Card here, and very eepy. Let's just get through this.

Legend of Porybot

On saturday, my dear precious porygon went missing. I looked all over the house until I finally found it in Aeons's room upstairs. It managed to find their techno boots. Your dear newsletter writer attempted to remove the virtual pokemon manually, only to wind up activating the boots in the process. The boots transformed into a robot with a CRT monitor for a head. Porygon immediately took control, though it took a little while to gain balance. At one point we both fell over and bonked into eachother on the way down. As a result, Pory now knows headbutt. When Prince of Time Aeons Edgeworth returned home that night, they just sorta shrugged and let porybot keep the robot to roam around with. I can only assume they had no idea what to do with the boots in the first place In related news, Pelreol the dragonboot is still at our house and is still as sassy as ever.

Therapy update

On monday, Your dear newsletter writer finally went to therapy. I feel like I didn't get very far, but at least I still got some insight. Like, maybe I was treading too much already thought out ground or something? Then again it was only the first session. The conclusion at the end was that I need to spend more time with my friends and (surprise surprise!) I probably have abandonment issues from my experience of living on a meteor in the furthest ring for a couple years. Immediately after that, Dr. Winters went on vacation. She will return on the 22nd. I can only hope that Dr. Winters and her girlfriend return fully rested.

Gym action!

A couple nights ago, Unity Gym leader Jovin Castle issued an open invitation for pretty much anyone to challenge his gym for the first time. Witch of Time Katyleen Kitten answered the call and accepted the challenge. There were three battles in total. A key detail is that each battle required the trainers to temporarily use one of the other's pokemon against them. The first battle was against an average human trainer called John, with a number of common pokemon in uncommon colors. His base team was Raticate, Gumshoos, and Furret. Katie's base team was Sorenson the galarian slowpoke, Clayton the Golett, and Sharpedo. Katie picked Gumshoos and John picked Sorenson. Katie managed to defeat John in a rather close match. The second battle was against Kid the elf and their unevolved team. Their base team was a Pikachu, a Scyther, and a Chansey. Katie chose Kid's scyther and Kid chose Clayton. Somehow, scyther managed to hold on for quite a while, which proved to be good for Katie's chances of winning. The third and final match was against Jovin and his team. His base group was Breloom, Kubfu, Hercules the Machop, and Mr. Fish the Gyrados. Katie managed to convince him to take her "secret weapon" for the battle, which turned out to be a level 1 mime jr. Katie managed to get an upper hand from that gambit, as Mime jr fell almost immediately. Breloom managed to stick around for quite a bit, but was no match for Mr. Fish's hurricane.

With the challenge completed, Katie was given a macho brace and a back belt held item, as well as two parts of the multi-part badge. It's exciting to see the gym up and running. Just taking porybot to watch and record the matches was enough to get them to level up to level five. I will need to do some actual training with them though, especially if I ever want to be able to take on any of the gym challenges being offered at Unity Gym!

Trapped in the Closet

Last week, Rogue of Heart Charles reported that one of the many aspected wonders of the world was located in his bedroom closet. It happened to be in the heart aspect location, but reportedly had more of a mind aspect inversion angle to its manifestations. The date to set out to explore the place beyond the closet was set for the 12th. The day before this, four of their pokemon wound up wandering into the closetspace, which made the mission even more important. Accompanying Charles on this mission was the Emit Twins Rise and Brae, Warlock of Time Coleman, and Witch of Time Katie Kitten. On the way down, Rise and Brae reportedly sensed someone trying to Connect to them, which was left pending until the requesting party was able to be identified. In the meantime, the party leaped into a dark realm of oddly familiar impressions of themselves. They had met The Professor, Saint Nick, The Rook, The President, Shorts Trainer, The Monster, and The Ultimate Trainer. The mystery pending network member turned out to be Echo, an imprint of Charles that had gone missing for some time. They turned out to be important to reversing the effects of The Well, a point from which all that appeared down there had come from apparently. But before they could do that, The Ultimate trainer sought a pokemon battle. Being the only one who showed up with a highly leveled team, Brae challenged the trainer to a pokemon battle. While she and her pokemon gave it their all, they were still no match the for ultimate trainer and their overpowered team. Fortunately, despite this, Brae was able to stall the trainer long enough for Echo to activate the machine so they could send the visitors back out of the closet. And in addition to that, "the monster", a lime green eyed figure from the woods, appeared to challenge the ultimate trainer. With all four missing pokemon accounted for, charles and the others successfully escaped that mysterious dark world, reportedly devastated by what they had witnessed and experienced. I can only assume that Dr. Winters is going to be Very Busy when she gets back from her vacation...

I was initially wondering if I should have went with, but perhaps it was for the best that I stayed home.

This week’s known market stands in Desertia Town:

Caligraphy brush + supply stand (this week)

Agate bracelet stand (this week)

Katie’s potion stand (*CaFAI filling in for Katie when unavailable)

Brae’s canned goods stand (currently closed for the time being)

shinyjiggly pokesnacks stand (ran by Rufus)

That should do it for this week. Samm has returned to Kanto (with long distance contact!) and has made it to Pewter city. I haven't heard much from you, Hyacinth. How are things going over there? Are you doing okay? Please answer soon, thank you. https://letssosl.boards.net/thread/356/charcherry-weekly-issue-128

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